These are all different types of oneshots. Some include smut, some won't. It just depends on the story. I hope y'all enjoy!

Betty Cooper has been working The New York Times for years, but it had taken all that time to finally get her own formal interview she carry's out on her own. Nerves somehow don't get the best of her and she is soon sitting on Jughead Jones, professional baseball player for the New York Yankees, asking him questions she didn't even understand. From that day on, there's an on-going something between them that neither are sure how to pinpoint or name. Everyone around them sees it too, causing tension in some areas and worsening tension in others. They work through it and ignore these odd feelings until things begin to burst and everything feels as if it's going wrong. Can their friendship survive that? Or will it cause something drastic to happen that changes the course of both of their lives?

A single night out turned into a relationship no one expected. Betty never imagined falling for Toni's drummer, Jughead Jones. For a moment, he was just another guy. He was a guy in Toni's band who she thought was good looking. That didn't mean she wanted to date him. Then, suddenly, he was her world and she couldn't imagine being with anyone other than him.

"Why are you still with him?" the raven haired boy asked. "because I can't escape him" she replied in a single whisper. A story of pain, temptation and love.

There is a theory that states if two people with completely different paths find themselves entangled with each others destiny, one of them becomes the dominant and influences the other on whatever path was built for them in the future. That theory is false, and two teenagers found themselves testing it over and over again. Elizabeth Cooper was perfect. Something her parents were proud of. She never stayed out late, always told the truth. Above all, she kept her grades up in school and participated in everything she could. Betty was on the road to success ever since she was born. Jug Jones was a failure. His parents never cared about his future or success. They could barely keep the family together for a good meal at the dinner table, something Jug was never used to. Nevertheless, he was not reckless. Jug had his own plans and ideas, even if they were a bit dangerous.

A Breakfast Club AU where Archie, Betty, Jughead, Veronica and Kevin aren't friends, but end up spending a whole Saturday together at school.

Innocent and sweet Betty Cooper is a Northside cheerleader, and Jughead Jones is a dangerous Southside Serpent gang leader. His gang is a little more villainous and barbaic than anyone realizes, and Betty accidentally gets caught in the crossfire. Warning: This is going to have explicit smut, so please don't read if you're easily offended by graphic sex.

A sad cute little Bughead story. Betty has been abused all her life by different foster families and bullied by many kids. Now she's 15 and a lung cancer gets found from her body after a very critical situation. Warning! Includes physical and mental violence, lots of sad stuff and unfair life.

I've decided to not continue this story. I hope you can enjoy what i've already written. ⚠️WARNING! Mentions of self harm, and physical abuse!⚠️ Jughead Jones just moved to Riverdale with his family into a beach front house next to Betty Cooper. Betty has an abusive mother and feels like she had no hope. Can Jughead help Betty cope with her struggle and will they fall in love throughout there struggles? (I do not own the characters in this story)

Dear Reader, No, this isn't a story that consists of many journal entries, we know how boring that would be. This is just my life from my POV. Welcome to my life. My "perfect" life. Who am I kidding, my life is far from it. I'm basically in a forced relationship with Archie, and I want to rebel, but the only person I can turn to to help is my ex... Jughead. Riverdale's resident bad boy. Archie gets extremely jealous when he sees us hanging out all the time, and when Jughead's feelings come back, all hell breaks loose. So sit back, find a comfy chair, and enjoy the wild ride. Love, Betty.