-I feel like you have to be a mix of Betty and Veronica

-Like nice and caring but at the same time kick-ass

-Cuz you’ll need to take care of him when he’s being sensitive

-But also slap some sense into him when he’s having an Archie Pity Party

-You’ve known him almost as long as Betty

-But you don’t hang around him too much

-You actually get closer to Archie after him and Jughead break up, and spend the summer with him

-You keep him away from the pedophile Hoe Ms.Grundy

-You literally have to tie the bitch down because he’s convinced they love each other

-”Archie, you’re a sophmore in highschool! The only thing you should be in love with is candy and skipping school!”

-He gets butthurt when you say that, because HE JUST WANTS TO BE LOVED

-So you make him a deal: if he stays away from Ms. Grundy, you help him with his music and with his dad’s business

-He agrees because he knows you’d give him hell otherwise

-On July 4th you’re the one by the river with him, and he’s singing a song he made for you when you kiss him

-and then the gunshot

-From then on you two are inseparable

-(More like he refuses to leave you alone)

-Archie’s a puppydog when it comes to you

-He either can’t or won’t say no to what you want

-It’s just physically hard for him to deny you

-Both of you are fans of PDA

-You like showing girls that the new hottie is yours

-He just likes kissing you, holding you touching you

-Archie’s a little horndog

-He tries to deny it but he gets one look at your body and it’s like BAM

-You have to slap the horniness out of him most of the times

-But the other times you’re perfectly fine with it

-He’s super protective, especially when he sees Reggie

-He puffs out his chest and tries to seem bigger than he is

-”Put your chest down superman.”

-You call him Arch, Archina, Superman, Horndog

-He calls you Princess, Cupcake, Sunshine, Queen, and other things he tries out

-The nicknames make you wanna gag 95% of the time

-He’s the clingy one in public

-You’re the clingy one in private

-It’s what makes your relationship work so well

-When you get insecure, Archie gets super sad because he wants you to see yourself as the goddess he knows you are

-So he wraps you up in a blanket like a sushi roll, and lays your head in his lap on the couch so you can binge watch The Simpsons

-His Dad adores you

-You’re constantly over his house for dinner because his dad already thinks of you as family

-His Dad also always takes your side during arguments

-”Archie, honey, you’re being stupid. Now go get my future daughter-in-law back please.”

-Archie gets mesmerized by you a lot, even if your sleeping

-He’s a creeper when he wakes up earlier than you, all he does is watch you breathe

-He also loves seeing his marks on you, makes him even more aroused

-The little shit hides your concealer so that people can see it

-”Princess, it’s because you don’t need make up.”

-”Archie I SWEAR TO GOD–”

-He can’t sleep without you, and vice versa

-Y’all are each other’s ride-or-die

-You’re the one always giving him a ride

-He’s the one that’d actually die without you

-Seriously

-He can’t do anything himself

Obsessed // KJ Apa

18 and 33 with kj please xx

[“You’re jealous over my celebrity crush?” + “I want you. Only you”]

Warnings: None

Word Count: 606

Characters: KJ Apa, Scott Patterson (mentioned)

A/N: Hello, my lovelies! So, I still have a few requests to go through. I try and do the one’s from the bottom of my inbox, but sometimes, I read a request, and I do get inspiration to write that specific one, but here you are. I still have a few prompt requests to do, so they will be coming along soon. X

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You and KJ were both sat up in his bed, a bowl of homemade mac and cheese in front of you both and Netflix playing on the TV. KJ had come home for a few days to see you and spend time with you before he went to see his family and then fly back out to start filming season 2 of Riverdale. So you had about five days to cram in as much time together as you could, so here you both were, sitting together and watching Gilmore Girls.

Gilmore Girls had been a favourite of yours when you grew up, and you did indeed have your liking to once specific male character, but you wanted KJ to experience the adventure of watching this specific show (which he loved, but wouldn’t actually admit it to anyone) and that’s what your next conversation came up to.

“You like him?” KJ looked at you, eyebrows furrowed as he ate another mouthful of the pasta, chewing and swallowing slowly as he tried to comprehend why you liked such an ‘old’ character. “You were how old when you first watched this show?”

“I was 15. Mum had it recorded on tapes and I decided to watch it. And he isn’t old. It’s just like how some of the fans of Riverdale love Skeet or Luke!” You argued, putting the bowl of pasta on the bedside table and pausing the show, turning slightly to look at him. “Are you… You’re jealous over my celebrity crush?” You raised an eyebrow, seeing KJ bite his lip, getting off the bed and taking his empty cup, starting to walk towards the kitchen. “You’re jealous of Scott Patterson! Oh my gosh!” You giggled, following him into the kitchen and opening the fridge, grabbing a glass from the cupboard and placing it on the counter, pouring yourself and KJ a drink.

“I’m not jealous! I’m just… not too fond of your loving towards other males.” KJ sulked, grabbing the glass you had just refilled for him and sipped from it. You put the bottle of orange juice back in the fridge and turning to look at the brunette in front of you. You smiled slightly, flicking one of your braids back over your shoulder and shaking your head. “You’re cute.” You nodded, taking a sip from the glass and placing the counter.

“KJ, my darling boyfriend. I would just like to tell you this now, and you can record it if you wish to keep it for future reference, but I love you. And I’m not sure what that means to you, but it means that I want you. Only you.” You looked up at KJ, who was now grinning. He had put his glass down next to yours and brought you into a hug, his arms wrapped around your shoulders. He gently kissed your forehead, lips lingering for a few seconds, until you placed your hands on his cheeks, bringing him down for a gentle kiss.

“Wanna know something? Every time you let your beard grow out, I like to think you’re Scott Patterson.” You giggle, looking up to see his face scrunch up. KJ took a deep breath and started to mumble something. “I can’t hear you.” You trailed your fingers up and down his chest, looking up at him.

“I said,” KJ started, looking down at you, a small smirk on his face. “I said that sometimes I question my love for you.” He leant down, leaving a small kiss on your lips.

“Wanna go back to watching Gilmore Girls?”

“Only if you’re not going to obsess over the old guy again.”

Sheriff’s Daughter

Anon requests: please do an archie imagine 💖💖

please write an archie imagine

I love your writing so bad! So I got this idea and hoped you would write it? So, reader is Archies girlfriend, Kevin’s sister which makes her the daughter of the sheriff. Since Jasons dead it has been forbidden to go to the river, but she and Archie sneaks out in the middle of the night and go there. The get in the water and make out. Things heated as her dad aka the sheriff finds them and takes her home. He forbids them to see each other, but the keep doing it, tho. U decide the happy ending :)

Pairing: Archie x Reader

Description: The sheriff’s daughter and her boyfriend are quite the trouble-making pair.

Warnings: none

Word count: 940

A/N: ahh my first archie imagine!! hope you all enjoy!!

You and Kevin sat in your room together, listening to Taylor Swift’s older albums.

“I’m just not feeling the country,” Kevin critiqued.  “Even in the Red album, she was leaning towards pop.”

“But this is classic Taylor!” you protested.  “You’re telling me you don’t like Fearless?”

“I’m not saying that,” he raised his hands in defense.  “I’m just saying 1989 is way better.”  You rolled your eyes.

“Whatever, Kev.”  Before he could think of a clever remark, a tapping on your window interrupted the two of you.  Sharing puzzled glances, you and Kevin slowly moved towards your window. You pushed back the curtains to reveal your boyfriend, Archie Andrews, standing on a ladder.

“Can I come in?” he asked cheekily.  You rolled your eyes, but smiled and opened the window.  He climbed in and closed the window behind him.  Listening to the music that was playing, he shot you a raised eyebrow.  “Taylor Swift?”

“Hell yeah!” you nodded, but lowered the volume a bit.  “So what are you doing here?”

“I was wondering if you wanted to go to the river,” Archie suggested with a small smirk.  Before you could respond, Kevin cut you off.

“Dad said we aren’t allowed,” he shot you a warning glance.

“So what?” you rolled your eyes. “He’s not gonna find out.”  Kevin pursed his lips and crossed his arms, sending you a pointed look.  “You wouldn’t.”

“I will,” Kevin warned.  “There’s a murderer in Riverdale right now, and going to Sweetwater River is like walking into death’s trap.”

“Come on, Kev,” you whined. He shook his head.

“No.  There’s nothing you can say that’ll convince me not to tell him.” You furrowed your eyebrows trying to think of something you held against him.  Finally, you reached an idea and smirked.

“I’ll tell him about Joaquin,” you declared.  His face visibly paled as his eyes widened.

“But… but you can’t!” he stuttered.

“I won’t tell dad if you don’t tell him about me going to Sweetwater River,” you bargained.  He huffed and rolled his eyes, but agreed. You smirked triumphantly and smiled at Archie.  “Let’s go.” He went down the ladder first to make sure he could catch you if you fell.

The night was dark and silent, and you and Archie stifled your laughs as you ran towards the river.

“This is such a bad idea,” you whispered, but he just waved it off and kissed you.  You smiled into the kiss.

“Let’s go into the water,” he said, and you nodded.  The two of you, holding hands, ran into the water.  You shrieked with delight as the coldness of the water enveloped the lower half of your body.  Archie snuck up from behind and grabbed you by the waist, twirling you around as you laughed.  He set you down and turned you around so you face him.  Still grasping onto your waist, his lips connected with yours. This kiss was not like the ones the two of you had shared before; this one was rough and passionate.  You wrapped your arms around his neck, deepening the kiss.  Archie’s fingers traced the hem of your shirt.  You were about to prompt him to take it off, but the shine of a flashlight caught your eye.  The two of you separated and looked for the source of the light.

It was your dad.

“Fuck,” you muttered under your breath, squeezing Archie’s hand.  Your dad approached the edge of the water.

“(Y/N)!” he yelled, shining his flashlight directly in yours and Archie’s eyes.  “Get out of the river right now!”  You and your boyfriend obliged, slowly trekking onto the shore. The two of you were dripping wet, and your dad, who had come prepared, threw each of you a towel.

“Sorry dad,” you mumbled, keeping your head down.

“Sorry?” he demanded, his voice cold with anger.  “Sorry doesn’t cut it, (Y/N).  As the sheriff, I have to protect this entire goddamned town, and my own daughter won’t listen to me.  My own daughter!  Do you know how that ruins my reputation?”  You had no reply, so you just kept your head down.

“We’re sorry, Mr. Keller,” Archie apologized.  “This was all my fault.  I convinced (Y/N) to come out here with me.  Don’t get mad at her, please, I should take all the blame.”

“Another reason why my daughter should have never started dating you,” the sheriff spat.  “Get in the car, both of you.  I’m taking Andrews home and having him explain to his dad why the sheriff had to escort him home.  And then, (Y/N), we’re going to have a nice long chat.”

You sat in your room, dismally staring out of the window.

“I didn’t tell him, you know,” Kevin said, not bothering to knock before he entered your room.  “He walked into your room and saw you weren’t there, and I guess he just had a hunch.”  You turned to face your brother and rolled your eyes.

“That’s great, Kev, but it doesn’t help the fact that I can’t see Archie anymore,” you responded, and then turned back to the window.  Kevin sighed and exited your room.

Lost in thought, you didn’t notice the ginger climbing towards your window until his face was right in front of yours.

“Archie?” you whisper-yelled, opening the window.  He grinned, but didn’t climb into your room.

“Hey,” he said.

“What are you doing here?” you asked.  He just smiled and kissed you.

“I had to see you,” he answered after you two pulled apart.  You smiled and shook your head.

“God, you’re an idiot.”  He pouted, causing you to peck him on the lips. “My idiot.”