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themultifandomgal · 2 years

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Archie Andrews- Frozen Ice

Taken from my book on wattpad, just changed to fit a YN x Archie Andrews imagine

Cheryl hasn’t been answering her phone which is extremely worrying, especially after the text I had saying she was going to be with Jason. So now here we were are, Jughead, Archie, Veronica, Betty and I running the frozen Sweetwater River

“Oh my god there she is” I yell pointing to Cheryl stood breaking the ice.

“CHERYL STOP. WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Archie yells taking my hand and pulling me even closer to the frozen water. We attempt to run across the ice, but it’s not strong enough to hold our weight

"CHERYL PLEASE" Veronica yells "just come to the shore we can figure this out all together ok?"

“Cheryl she’s right. Just start walking to us slowly. We’ll help you” I shout

Cheryl nods her head and begins to take a step to walk back to us but the ice under us gives way. Forgetting that the ice is so thin we begin to run towards her. Archie tells me to go back to make sure I’m safe, but of course I don’t listen and continue to run. I watch as Archie begins breaking the ice with his fists to get to Cheryl. Jug manages to pull her out, but the ice breaking from underneath me

“YN!” is the last thing I hear before everything becomes muffled. The water is so cold that I feel numb. Soon enough everything goes black.

Suddenly I'm coughing up water with Archie sitting next to me and Betty holding my hand. The girls sigh in relief. I shiver feeling extremely cold

“Babe are you ok?”

“Y-yeah” I shiver “ch-Cheryl?” I look around to see Cheryl crying while Veronica is rubbing her arms up and down to try and keep her warm, or attempt to warm her up

"Let's get you warmed up ok?" Archie scoops me in his arms and carries me to his dads truck. Inside are some blankets that I wrap around myself.

"Oh my god YN are you ok?” mum and dad runs into the living room where I'm sat by the fire with Archie’s arm around me and a hot chocolate in my hands

"Mum, dad, I wasn't... I didn't.... It's not..." I splutter

"I know. Archie rang me and told me what happened, how you were trying to get to Cheryl"

"I should have listened to you Arch”

"Shhh shhhh it's ok. Your safe now thats all that matters. I'm not going to the Jubilee tonight. I’m going to stay here with you”

"Errr no your not you are going to that jubilee” I snap at Archie "we all are"

"No, you blacked out. I had to give you CPR"

"Archie I'm fine. Now go and get your guitar and get ready to play"

"Are you sure YN?" mum asks worriedly

"I'm sure"

"Welcome one and all to Riverdales 75th anniversary jubilee celebration" Mayor McCoy says into the microphone on the stage as we all clap "I couldn't be more thrilled to introduce my daughter Josie and her pussycats as they perform alongside our local hero Archie Andrews" Betty squeezes my hand a little, we're stood off to the side to watch. Once again everyone starts clapping

"Hi everyone. We're switching things up tonight we are singing a song that my boy Archie wrote" Josie says and the music starts. Archie starts playing his guitar and singing. My eyes start watering and I feel so proud of my boyfriend. When he's finished the song he walks off stage, I hug my him and Betty walks on to give her speech

"Good evening ladies and gentlemen. I'd like to thank Mayor McCoy for inviting me to speak on this historic day. 75 years of Riverdale. But what is Riverdale? It's the people right? You, me, friends, our neighbours. Riverdale is Archie Andrew. Kevin Keller is Riverdale, Veronica Lodge, YN YLN, but you know who else is Riverdale? FP Jones. We were so quick to blame for Jason's murder. Jughead Jones is Riverdale, the very soul of Riverdale. Without him, we would have lost Cheryl tonight and we would have never found out what truly happened to Jason. And yet how do we thank him? By banishing him. Which is what we do when the truth is to ugly in Riverdale. Truth being that Clifford Blossom was also Riverdale. Riverdales at a crossroads. If we don't face the reality of who and what we are then what happened to Jason could happen again. Riverdale must do better. We must do better" Betty finishes and the room is silent. I stand up and start to clap, I hear someone clapping behind me and turn to see Jughead clapping. Soon the whole room is stood up clapping.

After the jubilee we sit in Pops at a booth with a milkshake each

"To Archie Andrews and Jughead Jones who saves the cheerleaders and saved the town" Veronica says

"Actually I think that was Betty's speech" Arch says

"Here here to Betty Cooper"

"Cheers" we all says clinking our milkshakes together.

That night we had many milkshakes and that night in the booth at pops we felt safe, but deep down I know this feeling won't last and soon we will be back to doing what we seem to do best.... Solving murders

#archie andrews #archie comics #riverdale imagines #riverdale #archie andrews x reader #Archie Andrews x Y/N

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bonniebird · 6 months

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Josie McCoy x Reader

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Request: Anonymous asked: Hi Bon. Could I get Josie McCoy with the prompt I bet you lost some sleep thinking about me. #Halloween2023

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“Ok. Thanks, Betty.” You muttered as you hung up. Veronica stood up and waited as you turned and put the phone back on the wall. Pop stopped what he was doing and leaned on the counter, ignoring a customer for a moment.

“Well!” Veronica demanded.

“They found her. Betty said they’re taking her to the hospital and that she couldn’t say anything else for sure.” You explained quietly.

“Here. You two take this and get there right away. Tell people I’ll stay open late and ask if any food needs to be sent to the search party.” Pop said as he went to the till and counted out enough notes to pay for a cab. He called for one and spoke to the driver as if they were friends. The cab driver dropped you outside the hospital entrance, waiting until you were both inside. The building was in chaos. Injured people everywhere. Missing people being rushed to rooms or doctors being summoned. Veronica left you to speak to Betty as you continued through the crowd without stopping and searched for her.

“(Y/N)!” Archie called. You turned and saw him down a busy corridor. Rushing down to him you saw her in a bed. Her family surrounded her at the bedside as they fussed over her.

“How is she?” You asked.

“She woke up a few minutes ago. She seems stable so they’re having her wait for any scans so more urgent cases can go first.” Archie didn’t speak unkindly but it was clear that he was upset that she wasn’t being seen too.

“Hey.” You said quietly as you approached. Considering she and several other people had been kidnapped by Riverdale’s latest psycho, she looked better than you had feared. She gave you a weak smile and reached for your hand as everyone moved around her bedside to give you space.

"I bet you lost some sleep thinking about me." She said quietly and laughed weakly as you sighed and let out a laugh in disbelief.

“That’s what you’re worried about!” You scolded and she smiled. You sat down and smiled at her grasping her hand tightly as you prepared to take up vigil beside her hospital bed.

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pualaha · 2 years

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i drive alone past your street

I wrote this a year ago and meant to post it then, but I was going through a rough time, so here it is!! I am really excited for it!

a/n: hello friends! so here is the first fic on this page. this was requested a while ago on elena’s page, but y’all know what happened sooooooo. anyway, please enjoy this song fic of Olivia Rodridgo’s song, “Drivers License”. however, this was really long and the timeline does not match the one in the show (we made most of this up as we went lol), so please understand the mistakes there might be. we love you guys <3.

DISCLAIMER: WE DO NOT OWN ANY OF RIVERDALE- NOT ITS SET OR CHARACTERS!! I ALSO DON’T OWN OLIVIA RODRIGO’S SONG, “DRIVERS LICENSE”, BUT I DID CHANGE A FEW WORDS AND THE RIVERDALE STORYLINE. ALSO GIF CREDITS TO WHOEVER TOOK THE ONE I POSTED

!⚠️TW⚠️!: breakups, foul language, drugs, drinking, sexual assault,

mentions of: sweet pea (obvi), pretty much all of the teens in riverdale, pop tate, fp jones.

meanings of abbreviations: y/n- your name, y/l/n- your last name, y/m/n- your middle name, y/ms/n- your mother’s name, y/d/n- your dad’s name, y/b/n- your brother’s name, y/s/n- your sister’s name, y/n/n- your nick name.

word count (including lyrics): 3,664

type of fic: angsty/ sad

sweet pea x female serpent reader

bold: lyrics

italics: flashbacks

bold italics: alternate reality

I got my driver's license last week Just like we always talked about 'Cause you were so excited for me To finally drive up to your house

you were beyond ecstatic. finally, you had your own freedom- a drivers license! you called your best friend, toni, to tell her the good news. she told you to go to pops chock’lit shoppe to celebrate, the place with the best milkshakes in all of america- or so you liked to believe.

you got to your destination and walked inside ready for a fun, but relaxing evening with your best friend. one that you had needed for a while. however when you walked inside there was a loud bang and people shouting ‘surprise’. shocked, you started laughing and ran to toni. of course, you were happy to see your serpent family celebrating a huge milestone in your life, but you were looking for the person who you had been missing the most. someone who was so excited for you to get your license so you could drive to his house instead of walk at night- sweet pea. sadly, you knew he wouldn’t be there. you had broken up two weeks ago and he would be with the, well what you serpents called the north side queen, josie mccoy.

after the party, that lasted way too long for your liking, you drove along the south side of riverdale. you claimed that you just wanted to get of feel of the car you had already been driving even before you were legally allowed to, but in reality, you wanted to see if he was home and if he was, was she with him. the answer to both of those questions happened to be yes, making your heart break on a day that it was supposed to make it rejoice.

But today I drove through the suburbs Crying 'cause you weren't around

a week had passed since you got your license and truly you were so thankful for being able to drive. you could clear your head, go to parties, have car sleepovers, which happened more often than many believed, and now that school had started- drive to school. since it was the start of a new school year meant you could meet new people and get your mind off of sweet pea, which was impossible to do. since your circle ran so closely.

every time the serpents were together, josie was always there with him. even in the most important and secretive meetings, she was there and no one seemed to care. things were worse at school, though. sweet pea no longer sat with you and your friends and almost every time you turned a corner, there they were all over each other. he was never this touchy with you and that hurt the worst. what did she have? ‘everything.’ you thought.

you, along with toni, fangs, cheryl, betty, archie, jughead, and veronica, sat in the commons area, talking and laughing. you wanted to laugh and have fun, but you just stared out the window at the two unlikely lovers.

“earth to y/n,” fangs, one of your best friends snapped his fingers in front of your face.

you shook your head, “sorry.”

“what’re you thinking about?” he furrowed his eyebrows.

“how are you guys so okay with this,” you pointed to sweet pea and josie, “i mean he doesn’t even talk to you guys when i’m around. how are you not hurting?” everyone turned to you, but fangs and toni looked at the ground.

“of course it hurts, but we weren’t involved with SP like you were, we didn’t have that connection with him, babe. however, that doesn’t mean i wouldn’t love to see them break up.” toni sighed. tears brimmed your eyes as you saw them laugh, like throwing their heads back type of laugh.

you picked up your stuff abruptly, accidentally hitting the window hard, “i just remembered that i have to go.”

everyone looked at you with confusion, except for sweet pea who looked a little bit guilty, but that expression didn’t last long.

getting into your car, you started to scream and cry. you let everything out. finally, you decided to go to yours and sweet pea’s favorite- scratch that, used to be favorite- spot. neither of you had been there since the breakup. it was on the north side of riverdale, in the woods. you two went there because to you, it felt like you guys didn’t belong to the wrong side of the tracks.

there was a little fort you guys built that had blankets, pillows, and a cooler. everything was in the same place, more run down and messy, but almost nothing had changed. it reflected you perfectly- broken with signs of him left around. the blankets and pillows reeked but you didn’t care. you snuggled into them, laying in the woods of the riverdale suburbs and cried. you cried until you feel asleep, your mind drifting into another memory.

And you're probably with that one girl Who always made me doubt She's so much better than me She's everything I'm insecure about

a meeting had been called at the whyte wyrm. you were dreading it but only because you were dreading seeing sweet pea and josie, but they never showed up. you hated that, which was weird. you thought that if they weren’t around you’d feel better, but you didn’t because at least when they were there you could see what was happening. you knew what they were doing, where they were and whatnot, but they were gone, you didn’t know anything now. which scared you more than seeing them together.

honestly, you weren’t surprised about him breaking up with you and going to her, you knew it was only a matter of time. she had clear skin, lived on the north side, could drive months before you could, she was taller, her hair was much prettier and fuller than yours, hell she could sing, and her body. her body was crafted by aphrodite herself. everything about her was desirable. and although you were trying to convince yourself that you were surprised, you weren't.

Yeah, today I drove through the south side 'Cause how could I ever love someone else?

today was the day of a bonfire. you had no idea why the serpents were throwing one, but they really didn’t need a reason. 4 weeks, 4 days, 19 hours, 10 minutes, and 50 seconds, that was how long you two had been broken up. you should’ve been over him by now.

“hey topaz, fogarty, y’all wanna get plastered?” you raised a cocky smile. this was the first thing you had said since you got there. the two looked at you, knowing this would be a bad idea, but you needed it.

“you’re so on, y/l/n!” Fangs jumped up and ran to get beers.

toni scooted closer to you and grabbed your hand, “hey, love, are you sure this is a good idea?”

“toni, it’s been almost 5 weeks, i should be over him!”

‘y/n, girl, you guys dated for more than two years, you shouldn’t be over him, not even close.” you shrugged her hand off.

“please, t, let me do this, i need this. plus it won’t take me long to get drunk, i am a lightweight!” you both laughed as fangs came back, arms full of beer.

“you ready, serpent goddess?” he eyed you.

toni looked at him with a lost look, “did you just call her ‘serpent goddess’?”

“uh yeah. what do your ears not work? she is the daughter of two of the most respected serpents and her family has been in the serpents the longest- she has a pure serpent bloodline.”

you smiled, “okaaay, fangs, i like that. prepare to lose to the serpent goddess.” you all laughed. unbeknownst to you, a dark-haired boy was looking at his old friends missing them, but mainly looking at you, wishing you could be friends again.

a few hours later and 5 beers down, you were drunk off your ass. so badly that you were flirting with almost everyone you saw. it was all fun and games until someone grabbed your butt.

“woah,” you shook your head looking around to see who did that.

“sorry, princess, ya jus look too good to not talk ta,” a random serpent smiled with ugly crooked teeth.

“um, don‘t, please.” you whispered to the ground.

“wha was that, ya’re gon have ta speak up,” he lifted your face.

“lea-”

“hey! you heard her, she said leave.” you were cut off by him. something you never expected. your eyes grew wide.

“wha’d ya say boy?”

“i said leave her alone, it’s not that hard.” by now everyone had stopped talking to look at what was unraveling before their eyes. FP started making his way to the center.

“what is going on?” the big man yelled.

“nothin’." the crooked smiled man snarled.

“that’s what i thought, y’all go back to doing what you were.” FP yelled to the crowd, making them disperse leaving the two of you alone in the middle.

“are you okay, y/n/n?” sweet pea went to grab your arm.

“i’m fine.” you dead panned, jerking your am away. he lifted his arms in surrender and walked away. you turned around wondering why he came to your rescue, of course you were thankful for that, but he hadn’t made a move to talk to you since the breakup.

And I know we weren't perfect but I've never felt this way for no one And I just can't imagine how you could be so okay now that I'm gone Guess you didn't mean what you wrote in that song about me 'Cause you said forever now I drive alone past your street

“shut up, sweet pea! you annoy the hell out of me!” you screamed at him.

“i annoy you? really? dude, imagine what it’s like to be with you! you are so whining all the time! that’s all you ever do! bro i am so tired of it.” he slammed his fist into the table. you flinched back, “did you just flinch? is that what you think of me, y/n? that i would hit you?”

“what- no- baby-”

“ya’know maybe we do need to break up. i think that’d be for the best.”

“what? no sweets, please-”

“leave. you can get your stuff tomorrow.” he faced the opposite direction. you were both crying, and despite your whole body screaming at you to run to him and stay, you turned around and left. something neither of you expected. something else that surprised you both was the fact that he didn’t run after you.

it had been a bad day, a really bad day. on top of the breakup, your parents were going through a rough patch. your dad would go on these drinking sprees. they never lasted more than 2 weeks, but what he did during those two weeks, only he knew, and he claimed he was too drunk to remember anything so you never knew what he did.

sweet pea normally helped you when your dad went wild. no one else knew, you didn’t want people to feel bad for you or think badly of your parents. you were, like fangs put it, the serpent goddess. you were one of the only people who had married parents that seemed to love each other, you lived in a house- not anything like the north side but a house nonetheless, your grades were exceptional and you were sitting in the top 5 of your class. everything on the outside made it seem like you were the ‘perfect’ south side girl. so there was no way anyone else could know.

you had just gotten home from school to find your dad gone and your mom bawling on the couch, which sucked. there was no way you could deal with that mess at the moment. this made the already terrible day, worse. but at least home had your bed and no one could pick on you like everyone at school had decided to do today. especially cheryl. although you were toni’s best friend, that never stopped the red head from treating you like scum.

finally you were in your room, able to sleep but you noticed crumbled up paper on your floor. your room was a mess, but this seemed out of place, mainly because you hadn’t seen it there before. confused, you started to unravel it when you saw the words, ‘my girl’. of course sweet pea copied it from the actual song, but he did because he knew how much you loved both the movie and song.

you had made up your mind, seeing him was your best option. you needed to know why he didn’t run after you when you broke up and why he saved you at the bonfire. getting in the car you kept on talking yourself up and saying that he wanted to talk too. so you drove to his house. thankfully, josie wasn’t there. you walked up to the door, then chickened out. no you couldn’t do that, it was too hard. however, it was like the universe wanted to laugh in your face, sweet pea opened the door.

“y/n/n?” he asked.

“sweet pea, hey.”

“what’re you doing here?”

you looked around, wondering what to do with your hands because they suddenly felt awkward and sweaty, “i shouldn’t have come, you’re probably on your way to see josie and i don’t want to keep you.” you turned around.

“hey, y/n, wait.”

“yes?” hope.

“please don’t, come here i mean. it’s rough for the both of us. and i know this has been really hard for you, so spare us both the pain.” and it was gone.

“are you serious right now? you’re hurting? sure.”

sweet pea rolled his eyes, “i know it doesn’t look like it, but i am.”

“are you sure,” you scoffed, “ because you seem to be real happy.”

“hey-”

“also why the hell did you get so protective of me at the bonfire?”

“because you were making a fool of yourself!”

tears rolled down your face and in the quietest voice, you said, “how are you so okay? because i’m not.”

“y/n/n-”

“don’t sweet pea! don’t call me that! i’m so sorry. i-i’m gonna go now.”

And all my friends are tired Of hearing how much I miss you but I kinda feel sorry for them 'Cause they'll never know you the way that I do

“y/n, get up,” toni yelled through the window in your room. it was sunday, days after you tried to confront sweet pea. you didn’t leave your room bed when someone called, you wouldn’t let someone in your room. it had pissed your mom off. when your dad was going through his phase, you were her rock, but now both you and your father were down in rabbit holes and she didn’t know how to fix it.

“no,” you croaked, too quiet, but toni still responded.

“you have to get up one day,” the pink-haired girl groaned.

“come on girl, lets go get milkshakes,” fangs yelled, too loud.

toni audibly hit his arm, “shut up dufus, she can hear you just fine.”

you just sighed, you hadn’t been talking or moving for days so your body and throat ached, but you could ignore the pain- it was a super power that everyone in riverdale possessed. finally you had noticed silence and prayed that it would stay that way, you weren’t ready to see people, but there your friends were kneeling before your bed with faces of pity. you didn’t even hear them come in, too engrosed in your thoughts.

you shook your head, avoiding eye contact with them, looking through them like they were glass. then the tears came again. you were surprised that you still had the water left in your body to cry. you literally hadn’t moved from the position you were in since you got in it. the bed fit around you perfectly, like it was engulfing you, whispering, “stay, i won’t hurt you. stay.” so you stayed.

crying and mourning the broken relationship 24/7 made you feel like your friends would get tired of you. you believed that soon enough they would leave you and honestly, you were thankful. the faster they left, the more you could hurt and get over it. right now was the perfect time to leave. yet, there was still a tiny part that had hoped they’d be with you every moment. luckily it was the latter.

taking a deep breath in, you whispered, “please don’t leave me.” your mouth betrayed your mind, but you didn’t care, you needed them with you.

Yeah, today I drove through the suburbs And pictured I was driving home to you

“hi baby! i’m home!” you shouted to your soon-to-be husband.

sweet pea came running around the corner to pick you up, “i have missed you so much, did you know that?”

smiling, you responded, “baby you are the definition of ‘golden retriever boyfriend’. i loved you.”

“i love you, too, pretty girl,” his expression turned serious, “seriously, everyday i see you a-and your beauty just amazes me. i truly am so lucky. some would even say, the luckiest man in the world.”

“you are too good to me, mr. sweet pea.”

he licked your face, becoming playful again, “i know, mrs. sweet pea.”

“eww,” you tried to wiggle from his grip, “this is what i mean by golden retriever boyfriend, you’re a dog!”

“oh baby girl, i can show you dog,” he winked. you made a disgusted face.

“absolutely not.” you both laughed.

“i can’t wait until you come home to me everyday,” he whispered, dragging you to the couch.

confused, you said, “i already do.”

“no, no, i mean like- when we’re married and we can leave this place and move to a beautiful city. a real home.”

“sweet pea, i don’t care where we go. you are my home.”

Red lights Stop signs I still see your face In the white cars Front yards

Can't drive past the places We used to Go to 'Cause I still fucking love you, babe

it felt like you’d hit every single red light on the way home from school. which of course it wasn’t that many, but sitting in your car felt like forever. you looked out the window to see a white bmw. this reminded you of sweet pea, who told you how it was his favorite car and that he wanted to buy one someday. then you saw his face, in the driver's side of the car. the license plate read, ‘SerPent’. clever. of course, next to him was the girl you wanted so badly to hate, and kind of did- josie mccoy.

he parked and ran over to her door, opening it and bowing, like a knight. something he never cared to do for you. she had a cute little picnic basket hanging on one of her arms and a blanket on the other. he grabbed the blanket and sat it down on the beautiful green grass, making you realize it was the front of josie’s house. her house was huge, definitely more than two stories. it was white all around with those roman columns supporting the balcony on the second floor. it amazed you and no doubt amazed him, too.

the curly-haired girl looked at you and smiled, giving a little wave. you just nodded your head, and drove away when the light finally turned green. you went to the old drive-in movie that closed down a while back. this was the first place you ever had sex. it was the best night of your life. opening up to sweet pea about your non-existent sex life took months, so when you were redy to have sex with him, he was slow and sweet- passionate. you were thankful it closed down because him sharing the only thing that the two of you had left with someone would kill you. that was your experience with him. yours.

Sidewalks We crossed I still hear your voice In the traffic We're laughing Over all the noise God, I'm so blue Know we're through But I still fucking love you, babe

“baaaaaabyyyyy,” sweet pea cried out. you two were in toni’s truck getting back from a date in greendale, currently stuck in traffic. “baby please look at me.”

you ignored him and looked out at the window. you were pissed at him for getting into another fight before you left the restaraunt.

“y/n, look, baby, i truly am sorry-”

“save it, sweet pea,” you deadpanned. of course, right when you wanted to be angry, your favorite song turned on. sweet pea smiled and turned the volume up way too loud. then, in an effort to make you laugh, he started belting out the words, messing up multiple times.

‘haha! see, y/n/n, i see you smiling over there!”

“shut up, whore,” you laughed. he tickled your sides as you begged for him to stop. finally, he did.

“hey, but in all seriousness, i am sorry, but i swear i’ve been working on it.”

“i know, my love, and i’m so proud of you,” you kissed his cheek.

then he grabbed your chin, pulling you back to kiss his lips, “i love you, pretty girl.”

“i love you, too.”

'Cause you said forever now I drive alone past your street Yeah, you said forever now I drive alone past your street

father pea <3:

‘foreverrrrrr, i promise. rat’

you looked at your messages with sweet pea. the last text between you too in 7 weeks. you let out a chuckle at his name. remembering how he asked you to him daddy, but you couldn’t do it without laughing, thinking about saying, ‘ father pea’ instead.

“i love you, too. rat,” you cried, in a small voice, “forever.”

#sweet pea #sweet pea x reader #riverdale #sweet pea x you #sweet pea x y/n #sweet pea imagine #drivers license #angst #sweet pea fanfiction

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moonsdancer · 2 years

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favourite five fics that you've written, then pass it to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love 💖

Oooh, cool!

This exercise was funny because I made myself revisit old, old fic lol. It's crazy how one's writing develops. I forced myself to only pick one per fandom. Anyway, here we go:

5. we survive; we always survive (a dark comedy) | Bonnie Bennett/Caroline Forbes/Elena Gilbert | a zombie apocalypse poly romance bc why not

Extract:

They slept curled around each other.

As the least violent sleeper and the warmest of the three, Bonnie often found herself stuck in the middle. Her arms wrapped around her two friends as if they were all three drowning, and by sheer force of will, she might be able to keep them afloat with the strength of her arms. Caroline was a snuggler. She burrowed into any crevice she could find. Her favourite spot was Bonnie’s shoulder, right near where her pulse thrummed with the sweet scent of blood; it reminded her vaguely of pop tarts. Elena was a clinger. She clutched Bonnie’s hand in a claw-like grip that didn’t let up even in the deepest parts of the night, almost as though she was afraid they’d all disappear. Sometimes it hurt, made Bonnie grunt, “Ow, vampire strength, ‘Lena,” and she loosened her tight-wound fingers—but not by much.

4. if i’m lost then how can i find myself? | Magnus Bane/Alec Lightwood | Shadowhunters | pre-relationship, Alec & touch starvation (before the show pissed me off as these shows do)

Extract:

It’s funny. But Alec doesn’t feel like a soldier when Magnus touches him, stuck in a centuries-old supernatural war they're not winning. He doesn’t feel like a blunt instrument to be thrown at the Clave for some unseemly purpose or like something to be patched up after a bloody battle.

He’s just Alec, and Magnus Bane’s fingers are stroking the side of his jaw. Everything in his life feels like it could blow up in his face at any moment. But this, a hand on his cheek is nice. It makes him feel grounded and like he could float at once.

3. you're so (not) my type | Josie Mccoy/Reggie Mantle | Riverdale | 180 seconds of screen time and these two had me obsessed, ofc the show became so unwatchable but it peaked here for me.

Extract: “What’s going on with you and the walking jockstrap?”

2. drink the fatal drop, then fall apart in parts | Daenerys Targaryen & Jon Snow | Game of Thrones | in which the lord of light brings Dany back as a vampire and she goes on a revenge spree, starting with her killer - written in the throes of s8 rage lol. Basically a Kill Bill, Volume Dragon Queen, lol. I like how batshit it is, lol.

Extract:

“Yes—yes you did, Jon Snow.” She’s watching him the way a maester might watch a dull experiment. “I suppose it’s what you do, isn’t it? Kill people you love.” She says it with a calculated cruelty that makes him wince with every word

1.the wolf has golden teeth | Mel Medarda (& some Mel x Jayce) | Arcane | a Mel study spanning from childhood to the finale, I'll always be proud of this one. It's my truest love letter to Mel, and I've written several lbrh.

Extract:

He touches his forehead to hers just like they did as children and says, sure and warm as he always is even though his eyes are sorrowful, “We will meet again, sister, I promise you.” And she believes him because out of everyone, Kino has never lied to her. Not once. He steps back, his dark locs falling across his brow as he reaches into his pockets to procure a sealed letter. “Take this and head south to Rokrund, then east to Piltover by sea. Rhodri Ferros will take you in – at least until you decide what to do.”

“Why would they?” She’s never heard of the Ferros beyond reading some of the histories of Piltover, a city well-known even throughout Noxus for its industrial and trading prowess.

Kino smirks, a sharp thing full of teeth that reminds her a little too much of Mother. “Let’s just say, they owe me one.”

Tagging:

@laufire

@melmedarda

@synergetic-prose

@dontbotherwiththepronunciation

Anyone keen!

#my fic #mel medarda #arcane #tvd #elena gilbert #bonnie bennett #caroline forbes #sh #magnus bane #alec lightwood #riverdale #josie mccoy #reggie mantle #daenerys targaryen #jon snow #jonerys #fic meme #anon #Ask

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tabithatate · 3 years

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Josie. I knew it was you.

#riverdale #riverdaleedit #archosie #archosieedit #archie x josie #josie mccoy #archie andrews #userbru #tuserdee #userlix #userelsbeth #@useremma #gifs #so you want to talk about real love

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ghoststudios · 2 years

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I had to do it.

#you know for two characters that have kissed in two different series the lack of ship content weird #archie comics #josie and the pussycats #josie mccoy #valerie smith #valerie brown #josie x valerie #joslerie #live slug reaction

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scorpionwins · 3 years

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I just. Don't understand how peeps write Archie as the Baby Boy Who Does No Wrong ™ in their fics, as if this kid doesn't have a month-long grocery list of issues?

Like, bro. First of all, Archie (to me) displays clear signs of internalized anger issues. The pressure of maintaining the Golden Boy, Perfect Son, Model Student mask of Riverdale must be CRUSHING, adding that up to his competitive streak, inferiority complex, and clear insecurity, should've been proof enough that Archie was more than meets the eye.

Second of all, Archie is COCKY. He's smug, and arrogant, and I wish more people spoke out about it.

No one goes to a GANG with a GUN, waltzes their way like they own the place, and expect to walk out unscathed unless they think they're THE hot shit.

Acknowledging his bad qualities doesn't diminish, nor nullify the good aspects of his character; On the contrary, if anything, it paints him in an extremely fascinating and intriguing way, as he was meant to be in season one, where he had the potential to become so, so much more compelling.

And finally, it's just unrealistic of Archie to be portrayed as the only sane person in Riverdale, where the most unparalleled batshine insane stuff is the quota, and still expect people to think he just brushes it off.

Next to Jug, Betty, and Cheryl, Archie would score the worst psychological ramifications possible like?? This bitch is so so chaotic, let him be the Wholesome Bastard Ed Sheeran wannabe he was meant to become and LET HIM ACKNOWLEDGE HIS TRAUMA. Hire good writers, give Archie a Nate Jacobs Meltdown ™ scene, and I guarantee you, KJ Apa's taking the prize home because he deserves it

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back to you

sweet pea x fem!reader ♀

warnings: angst

you and sweet pea have been dating, but sweet pea isn’t quite over his ex.

when you began dating sweet pea, it was only a few months after school had started. which meant that josie and SP’s relationship had come to an end four months before yours. you thought that sweet pea would be okay now, that he was ready for another. you’d taken a generous amount of time to really talk with him, getting to know his emotions well before anything would become complicated.

he swore that he was over josie, and that he wanted you. and you believed him.

“it just doesn’t make sense,” you admit, looking at reggie over your milkshake. you agreed to hang out at pops, just once. the whyte wyrm was your usual. “i mean, i thought i could trust him.” you frown, sweeping back a piece of hair from your face.

“i say, you break up.” reggie deadpanned.

“hey!” you laughed, reaching across the booth to slap his shoulder. “i’m serious!”

he smiles, pretending that he wasn’t wishing that you would crack the serpent's heart in two.

“i don’t know, sweetheart. i’m not good at this.” he admits, throwing an arm across his seat, the other ruffling his hair.

“i know, reg. i’m just happy that you listen anyway.”

reggie sometimes thought you were too innocent and kind to be a serpent at times. you attracted the opposite; sweet pea being the prime example. maybe even reggie.

“thank you, y/n, but i already know how amazing i am.” he laughed, and she just scoffed playfully.

he loved how she made time for everyone. she was a careful being, always checking in on the ones she cared for.

reggie’s eyes flicked to over your shoulder as the bell over the door rang. he groaned and rubbed his forehead as furrowed your brows.

“what’s wrong?” you ask, slowly turning your head to follow his gaze. you feared reggie’s ruthless ex veronica, would come to ruin a fun time.

fangs approached your table, a warm hand coming to clasp your shoulder as you smiled in relief. “fangs,” you exhaled. “hey, good to see you.” at the very least, fangs would offer you a smile.

but, something was different.

his posture is tense, his face was unwelcoming and rigid. your fists balled by instinct, and your jaw clenches. “what?” you ask, a bit anxiously.

“it’s pea.” fangs says, tugging your arm to come with him. your heart sank as you quickly rose out of the booth, pulling your purse out with shaking hands.

“i’m so sorry, reggie.” you quickly apologise, beginning to shuffle through your purse for a five.

“don’t worry about it, i’ve got it.” reggie gives you a forced smile.

you wave goodbye for a split second before whipping around as fangs drags you out of the chock’lit shoppe.

fangs doesn’t say anything until you arrive at the whyte wyrm. as you throw the stick into park, fangs finally speaks to you.

“it’s bad this time,” he warns you, a disappointed look on his face. “he’s drunk.”

you thank fangs before rushing in, seeing sweets on a bar stool, head in his hands.

“baby,” you’re relieved that he’s in one piece, still conscious. “i was so worried.”

you hug the cool leather of his serpent jacket, kissing the spot behind his ear.

after a brief hug, you come to sit in the bar stool next to him, gently raking the stray hair from his face. “let me see, sweets.” coaxing him into seeing the damage done.

“go away.” he mumbles grumpily.

“i just wanna help,” you try again, your hands nimbly attempting to pry them away.

sweet pea doesn’t reply. his shoulders sink further.

“sweet pea, i’ll just t-“

“fuck, y/n! just go!” he stands up suddenly, staring down at you.

he has a deep cut across the bridge of his nose, and deep purple bruises scattered across his face, the most prominent on his right cheekbone.

your cheeks turn red as the bar falls silent and most of them stare.

“pea, i’m just trying to help you get home safe.” you look at him in the eyes, your voice hard. “fucking fangs had to come while i was having fun, and take me away to take care of you.”

you don’t even know why you argue with him when he’s drunk. he’s not in the state of mind to even process your words.

“yeah, and who were you with, baby?” SP lets out a flat scoff.

“let’s just go.” you groan, standing up and glaring at him expectantly.

pea rolls his eyes, giving you a dirty scowl.

“i’ll help you home, yeah? get you something to drink at your house. you don’t gotta be here.” fangs cuts in, sounding desperate.

although you’re pissed at sweets for embarrassing you, and although it feels deeply buried inside you right now, you want him to get home.

“c’mon, sweets. i’ll take care of you. tuck you in and we’ll forget about it.” you offer, a tone so soft you know only he’d hear.

he groans in response, finally standing and wrapping an arm around fangs to go back to your car.

he’s practically asleep when you manage to get him in and buckled, mumbling a few incoherent words here and there.

when you and fangs finally lay him down in his bed, you thank fangs and reassure him you could take it from here. he gave you a long hug, before departing.

sweets was asleep by now, and you tugged off his serpent jacket and hung it up. you worked quick, sure to organize everything the way he’d want things. his chest and ribs seemed fine, just a few light bruises. the most damage was to his face, so you worked as quietly and carefully as possible. cleaning away the shallow cuts with alcohol pads before applying just a bit of ointment.

sweets was really pretty. his hair was pushed back, so you could really look.

he was in the deep sleep, on his way to a hangover, you quickly realized. he hadn’t even moved a bit while you fixed up his cuts. you pulled a tylenol from the bathroom mirror and set it on the nightstand before leaving. “good night, sweets.” you whisper before kissing his forehead, your heart fluttering as you turn to leave.

pea mumbles something, and you look back, thinking maybe he’d woke. his eyes were shut, and you chuckle to yourself as he continued on a string of jumbled sleep talk. that is, until you could make out a certain name, four different times.

josie.

the next day, you don’t talk to anyone. you’d spent the night thinking about everything you weren’t to him. that each time you kissed, had sex, held hands, touched..

he thought of someone else.

it absolutely broke your heart. it seemed like no matter what you did, you’d always be second. even worse, it made sense. why he didn’t want to go to the winter dance. why he never wanted to go to veronica’s speakeasy. he loved josie too much to see her.

sweet pea calls three times and texts more when you don’t respond for the better part of the day. you don’t read anything.

you ask toni if she’d come over. everything is bottled up in you, and the constant flow of tears isn’t helping. when she comes, you absolutely fall apart. you can barely breathe as you explain everything, including your feelings. you wish that the sting of rejection didn’t hurt so bad.

sweet pea is worried. he first woke with a bitch of a hangover, then realized how everything was arranged. the tylenol, the hung jacket, and his face was properly taken care of. he was so lucky for a girl like her.

he called to tell her how much he appreciated it; to thank her. she didn’t pick up, and he thought nothing of it, but when he texted six times and called twice more by noon, he felt a sinking feeling of dread as he asked all of his friends around the wyrm if they’d seen her.

he decided toni as the last chance before going over to her place. calling her, toni picked up on the second ring.

“what?” she hissed, not sounding very happy.

“jesus, i didn’t even say anything.”

“shut up. what do you want?”

“have you seen y/n?” pea asks hopefully, clinging to the last of his hope.

“yes. i’m here. comforting her, asshole.”

sweet pea had no idea what she was talking about.

“what? why? what happened?” was all he could rush out, already getting up and reaching for his keys.

“fucks sake, sweet pea. you really fucked her over last night.” sweet pea froze as she spoke, in utter shock.

“me? toni, what the hell are you talking about?”

“you don’t even remember. well, why would you? you were drunk.” toni says with a razor edge in her voice.

“fuck. what did i do?” sweet pea’s hands shake, his heart racing.

“fix it, pea. now.”

the next three school days, you avoid him. he searches for you, constantly, desperately missing you. toni wouldn’t tell him; she claimed he had to make it up to y/n. she didn’t have a say in their relationship. fangs knew a part of it, but they shared details of everything that had happened with each other.

he waited outside of your biology classroom. up until the bell, he watched closely as students filled the hallways, waiting to see his girlfriend.

unsurprisingly, she’s talking to reggie. sweet pea forces himself to swallow the rage that he feels.

was this why you’d been ignoring him? the bulldog had gotten to you?

he briskly pushes past others, grabbing your forearm and yanking you to the side of the hallway.

“what the fuck, y/n?” sweets jaw is jumping, his fist clenching and unclenching. “you’ve ignored all of my texts and calls? you ditched me for a bulldog?”

“get the fuck off of me!” you push at sweet pea, but his grip only tightens as he grabs both forearms.

“what the fuck is your problem?” sweet pea asks, glaring down at you.

“you’re a fucking liar! that’s my problem!” y/n stares back up at him, eyes filling with tears and spilling before she could stop them.

sweet pea lets go of her, his hands dropping to his sides. his heart aches, seeing her like this.

“y/n,” reggie’s unwelcomed voice intrudes the couples conversation. “we should go.”

sweet pea stares at her as she looks at reggie, then back up at him. he’s trying to suppress it all; every nerve in his body is tense and on edge. he was ready to kill reggie.

“stay out of it.” sweet pea snaps at him, looking past her to glare at him for a second. “slumming it with a north sider?” sweet pea humorlessly laughs.

“accusing me of cheating? again?” she’s tired of sweet pea being such a fucking hypocrite. she crosses her arms as she doesn’t take her eyes from his own. “that’s rich. you know, coming from you.” rolling your eyes, you throw a look over your shoulder to reggie, a half smirk on your face.

you receive the same look back.

“coming from me?” sweet pea narrowed his eyes.

“well, considering how much you love josie..” you trail off, ignoring the sting.

“oh my god! that’s what this is about?” sweet pea shoves a hand through his hair, raising his voice.

“no, it’s not! it’s about how you never cared about me! it’s about using me, wasting my time, a-and..” your voice cracks as you almost hug yourself, finding comfort in the serpent jacket you wore.

“stringing me along.. but still thinking of her.” you shudder, not even being able to continue all the reasons you should hate him. “a-and making me love you!” you turn away from sweet pea, breaking down into tears as you rush towards the girls bathroom. sweet pea nor reggie had time to react.

because, holy shit, you just said you loved him. sweet pea stood appalled, his own throat tightening as his fists clench.

toni tells him that she had left early that day. so, he does one thing right; follows her. he doesn’t care how insane it seemed, or how stupid it make him. that’s what people who love each other do, right?

you’re sitting on the end of your bed when he opens your door, one of his huge tee shirts on your body. you don’t say anything as he comes and sits next to you. your cheeks and nose are red. guilt drowns him.

before he can rattle off a speech of his feelings, everything he’d wanted to say to her, she broke the silence.

“i think we should break up.”

sweet pea snaps his head up to look at her, and her face is almost sympathetic.

“i don’t deserve this. i don’t want to be your rebound. then when you kept saying her name while you were asleep.. pea, fuck. i felt used. i had sex with you. and then you accused me of cheating in front of everyone at the wyrm.. i still brought you home, and cleaned you up, sweets! do you have any idea how dumb that makes me feel? i took care of you. the entire month of that dumb school dance.. i waited for you to ask. but you probably already had your plans with josie, huh? couldn’t bear to go through it with someone you didn’t love?” you look at him, then. he realizes you weren’t the girl that you were at the beginning of your relationship. you’re tired of him. he ruined you.

he’s crushed. all this time, you’d quietly suffered.

“i love you.” sweet pea admits. he should tell you how he didn’t love josie; that she doesn’t compare, and never will. he belongs to you. but he can’t seem to choke out a single word. He tries to blink away the tears. this can’t be the end of it.

there’s a long silence between the two of you.

“yeah, i love you too.” you stare at the ground.

sweet pea isn’t sure what to do. he feels rigid; like you hate him now.

his body longed for yours. you look at him again; you realize he’s crying, too. your eyes wonder to his lips for a mere second.

he just wants to make it better. he has no idea how. he’s never done this.

he moves to kiss you, his hand cupping your cheek but you turn away.

“i think you should go, now.” your skin is practically buzzing with sweet peas warm touch. it’s mournfully cold when he pulls away again.

“i’m sorry,” he mumbles, trying to keep his voice clear and strong. hands running through his hair in frustration. “i’m clueless when it comes to this.” sweet pea stands up, getting on his knees in front of you. “y/n, come on, we can’t break up.” his hands rest on your thighs, gently squeezing them. “i’m sorry. fuck, i don’t care, i’ll do whatever you want me to. anything,” sweets hates feeling so fucking helpless. “please. i love you. and this is all so new to me! i don’t wanna lose you.” you look away, slipping your hands over his own.

“sweet pea.. i don’t want to be with you.” you lied, clenching your teeth. you wanted him to leave you alone.

that was the last thing sweet pea wanted to hear. she was drawing out his heart ache painfully.

he left her that night, wounded by her words. even though each of their hearts told them to stay.

#sweet pea #riverdale #sweet pea x reader #josie mccoy #sweet pea imagine #sweet pea angst #south side serpents #serpent!reader #sweet pea x y/n #sweet pea x you #sweetpea x serpent!reader

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anninhiliation · 5 years

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Hurt

A/N: As you guys already know my requests are always open! I just ask that you request something I am familiar with! Also, I am writing this to mostly see if Tumblr is shadow banning everything I write or just when I tag it smut. This is not smut it is about heartbreak.

Masterlist

Part 2 Part 3

Summary: You and Jughead Jones started something when Betty abruptly ended their relationship. Yet, everyone knows Bughead is endgame.

Warnings: None!

Inspecting yourself in your bedroom mirror, you felt like a walking princess. You wore a baby blue dress that hugged your body in all the right places and touched the floor in an elegant manner. You wore enough makeup to accentuate your eyes and a pair of black heels to give you that extra boost. Your hair was let down in loose curls. It was the school dance and it was the first time you were going with a boy on a date. You and Jughead started something after Betty broke up with him out of the blue. Both of you never gave it an official title but it felt like he was going to be your boyfriend with the way things were going. It has only been a month, and he never officially asked you making tonight the night where you were going to bring up your relationship. Your phone lit up and it was your best friend Josie McCoy

I'm here!

Even though Jughead was your date, you and Josie always made sure to make an entrance together. You walked out of your room and towards the front door.

“Bye, mom! Bye, dad! Love you guys!” You shouted as you left the house entering Josie’s car.

“Josie you look incredible!” You squealed looking at your best friend.

“Girl, you should look at yourself! Jughead is going to lose his shit when he sees you.” Josie stated.

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You spotted Jughead from across the Gym, with Betty next to him. Huh, that's weird You thought to yourself as you walked over to him.

“So you and Betty are back together?” You questioned looking into Jugheads eyes as Betty leaned into his embrace.

“Yeah! We made up!” Betty gushed. “I love Juggy.”

“Oh good for you guys” You mumbled as you turned away walking out of the gym.

Tears streamed down your cheeks as you walked out of Riverdale High. You took a seat on a bench outside of the school. Taking deep breathes trying to calm down and stop the sobbing, you heard the front doors open. You didn't bother to check but instead, you turned your body to face the street. You felt a presence behind you but continued to ignore it.

“Listen Y/N�� Jughead sighed “I’m sorry, I should have never started anything with you when I still have feelings with Betty.”

“It's my fault Jug. I should have known better” You rebuked “I'm just a stupid girl who had a stupid crush on a stupid boy and that stupidest thought that I could find happiness.”

You got up and began to walk away. Your heart was broken into a million pieces and each piece seemed to stab you everywhere in your body.

“Y/N wait!” Jughead screamed out.

“Leave me alone Jughead! Go back to Betty, I was always the second choice anyways.” You shouted back picking up your pace and running towards Pops.

#jughead #jughead jones #riverdale #riverdale x reader #riverdale x you #jughead x you #riverdale x y/n #jughead x reader #jughead x y/n #betty cooper #bughead #Riverdale blurb #riverdale high #josie mccoy #pops chocklit shoppe #jughead blurb #riverdale dance

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dream-a-little-bigger-x · 5 years

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Greaser Serpents | Part 1

A/N: Currently, I am infatuated with Sweet Pea from Riverdale and I have no clue why since he wasn’t in season 3 that much (also season 3 sucked, just saying), but I can’t seem to get this Serpent out of my head, so I decided, why not start writing imagines and one shots and fanfics about him? So, since I would LOVE to see Riverdale do Grease, I decided to write a mini-series myself. Where OC Luna Simmons, a clean-cut, dutiful Northsider is cast in the school musical as Sandy and the loyal, Northside-hating Serpent is cast as Danny. Somewhere between all the hate between the two, suddenly grows a little love too.

Pairing: Sweet Pea x OC

Words: 2150

Warnings: none?

Situated: somewhere during season 2, instead of Carrie: the musical.

“I’m directing Grease for this year’s musical,” announces Kevin when they’re all sat in the lounge together before classes start. They all look up at him, a small smile playing on each of their lips. Between all the chaos of the black hood and the red circle and everything with Hiram Lodge, the gang could use some good news. Something to focus on outside of the drama. “I so love you for that,” Luna says with a wide smile plastered on her face. Luna Simmons isn’t new to the gang. She’s lived in Riverdale from the day she was born, next door to the Coopers on Elm Street. She’s been through everything with these kids: Jason Blossom’s murder last year, Veronica joining the gang, the drugs going around, the Sugarman, the Black Hood. And now, when Southside High School has been closed down and Jughead is back at Riverdale High, so are some other troublemakers. To say she can’t stand most of the Serpents is the understatement of the year. Toni Topaz is the only one she can stand. The pinkhaired lady greets her in the hallways, and they sit together in English class. But for some reason, she really cannot stand Sweet Pea nor Fangs. They seem too aggressive for her liking. They always need to solve every problem with violence, and it’s just not Luna’s forte. Musicals, however, and especially Grease, is her forte. “When are auditions?” Betty asks her best friend. “No auditions needed, just tell me who you want to play, and I’ll think about it,” Kevin replies, knowing how talented all of his friends are. “The Serpents are doing sets and decor, Toni is doing choreography,” he explains further, sending a shiver down Luna’s spine just thinking about working with the Serpents. “Per Weatherbee’s orders, I assume?” Veronica retorts. A chuckle erupts from Luna’s body. Kevin nods his head while scrunching up his nose. “Oh yeah,” he replies. Luna already thinks about what she’s going to do when she’s playing either Marty or Frenchy. Because, let’s face it, she won’t get the role of Sandy. That one has Betty Cooper written all over it. But Luna would be grateful to play an iconic character like Marty or Frenchy.

“Patty Simcox? Who the hell is Patty Simcox?” Cheryl screams when she sees the character line-up for the musical Kevin had posted on Monday morning. Luna, who just happened to pass by when Cheryl cried out, decides to take a look, just to see whether she got the role of Marty or Frenchy. But, when her eyes fall upon the top of the page where her name is written behind SANDY. Her eyes widen before they glance down to DANNY. Upon seeing the name of Sweet Pea, her stomach churns and her face heats up to the point of nearly exploding. She rips the paper off the board and storms into the lounge where she finds Kevin, Betty and Jughead on the sofas. “I THOUGHT THE SERPENTS ONLY HELPED WITH SETS?!” she screams at the director, pushing the paper into his chest aggressively. “You know I can’t stand them, Kev, and you still paired me up with fucking Sweet Pea of all people!” she paces the room in a petty rage, instead of being happy she got a leading role. “Listen, Lunes, I lacked a couple of actors and let’s be honest, Sweet Pea would be a perfect Danny,” Kevin reasons with her, staying calm. “Kevin is right, Luna,” Betty agrees with him and Luna stops in her tracks to look at the girl-next-door. “Sweet Pea would be one hell of a Danny.” Just at that moment, Sweet Pea and Fangs enter the lounge too, stopping upon hearing the Serpent’s name. Luna makes eye contact with him, suddenly seeing him as Danny. Fuck, he would be a great Danny. “Wait, what?” the boy asks, tilting his head a little. “I casted you as Danny for the musical,” Kevin tells him and stands up to hand him the paper, “But since our Sandy over there ripped off the paper in a rage, no one really knows,” he points at Luna, glaring at her for a second. “I’m not playing in a fucking musical,” Sweet Pea snarls, pushing the paper back into the director’s arms. “I said I would work on sets, not actually play in your stupid play.” the boy growls and walks over to the vending machine for a snack. “It’s either this or being suspended, Sweet Pea,” Jughead warns him from his spot on the couch next to his girlfriend. “Fine,” Sweet Pea growls, “But I’m not rehearsing any shit with her,” it sounds bitter coming from his mouth as he sends a glare towards Luna. “The feeling’s mutual, dickhead,” Luna snarls before grabbing her bag and leaving the lounge, leaving her friends behind, still enraged. “I can’t believe that prick,” she mutters as she passes Toni in the hallway who just happened to pick up on that. She enters the lounge, finding the others, still a little agitated about what had just happened. “Did a bomb explode here, or what did I miss?” she asks them with a chuckle. “Sweet Pea landed the role of Danny Zuko,” Fangs explains with a proud smile and a proud pat on his best friend’s back, only to get a glare in return. “I thought Serpents were only doing sets?” Toni asks, grabbing the character sheet from Kevin to see if she landed a role too. “I lacked some actors, okay? I had no other choice,” Kevin answers, getting annoyed by everyone’s reactions to him enrolling some Serpents too. “I’m playing Frenchy?” Toni asks, her eyes sparkling, “Dude, she’s iconic! Thank you!” that was the first grateful response he’s had since he posted the cast list. “Did you give me a role too?” Fangs asks, grabbing the sheet from Toni. “You’re Sonny,” Kevin replies with a little smile. “Because I’m tiny?” Fangs asks, raising an eyebrow. Kevin opens his mouth, wanting to say something, but Fangs beat him to it, “I’m kidding, bro. Thanks!” he gives Kevin a toothy smile before handing him back the sheet. “When’s the first rehearsal?” Betty asks. “Tomorrow after school. I hope to see you all at the auditorium at four,” he says when the bell rings, signaling class will start soon. All of them scatter to their classes after bidding brief goodbyes. Some more genuine than the other. This is going to be interesting.

“Okay, Summer Nights from the top!” Kevin says from his spot in the audience with his script in front of him. Neither Sweet Pea nor Luna are happy to be there, but at least they’re doing what Kevin asks of them. “So, what you do this summer, Sandy?” Toni asks as her character while the instrumental begins to play already. “Oh, I spent most of it at the beach. I met a boy there,” Luna says her line without gagging at the thought of that boy being Sweet Pea. “You hauled all your cookies to the beach for some guy?” Veronica asks as Rizzo. The attitude and the sass match Veronica’s actual, real-life quirks. “Aw, he was sort of special,” Luna replies with a little smile, acting like she actually likes the guy she’s talking about. In her mind, she was scoffing at herself. Sweet Pea? Special? No way. He was just some plain, aggressive boy that thinks he could intimidate girls with his tough looks. “Please,” Veronica hauls Luna from her thoughts, “There ain’t no such thing.” “Oh, you haven’t met this boy. It was really romantic,” she turns to Toni who had come to sit next to her, hitting her marks Kevin had given her perfectly. “Woah, woah,” Sweet Pea then goes as Danny when it’s his turn on the other side of the stage, “You guys really want to hear all the horny details,” Luna rolls her eyes at him absentmindedly, earning a giggle from Toni and a glare from Kevin. The boys surrounding Sweet Pea all cheer. Luna nearly vomits as she hears them speak, until the Serpent begins to sing his part. That’s when she internally melts. His voice sounds like Elvis Presley’s voice. Rough and sultry, causing her toes to tingle. “Summer lovin’, had me a blast,” “Summer lovin’, happened so fast,” Luna sings in time, shaking herself out of her gross thoughts. His voice might charm her, but him as a person certainly doesn’t. “Met a girl, crazy for me,” “Met a boy, cute as can be,” she gets up from her chair now. Her knees nearly giving away as the two harmonize at the next part. “Summer days drifting away to uh all the summer nights,” they sound so good together. Kevin is proud of himself for casting those to as main characters. “Tell me more, tell me more,” the girls sing together while doing the choreography Toni had taught them in earlier rehearsals. “Like does he have a car?” Betty sings as Marty, her voice sounding better than ever. Maybe Betty would be a better Marty than Luna ever could be. Maybe she should be happy with the role she got. And to be fair, even doing this number all week long is actually fun. Seeing it come all together, becoming better and better every day they rehearsed. It’s something Luna could’ve only ever dreamed about. Hell, she dreamed about being Sandy all her life since she first saw the old movie classic with Betty when they were younger. The music slows down as the cast is nearing the end of the song, Luna hops off the table she was sitting on and Sweet Pea gets off the stands he and the boys were dancing on. “It turned colder, that’s where it ends,” Luna sings softly, her voice sending shivers down Kevin’s spine as he smiles up at her, proud of his friend. “So, I told her, we’d still be friends,” “Then we made our true love vows.” “Wonder what she’s doing now,” Sweet Pea sings, looking out into the distance. “Summer dreams, ripped at the seams, but ... oh... Those summer...” both sing together, harmonizing perfectly and then even hitting the high note perfectly. “Niiiiiiiights”. Luna wraps her arms around herself, panting a little after using most of her breath intake for that one note. Kevin’s applause rips her out of her thoughts, and she glances over at Sweet Pea, who’s already looking at her with a soft smile on his face. “That was amazing, you guys! Chills, literal chills!” Kevin says from his spot. “Let’s take that from the top one more time!” and they did. They rehearse that exact scene for a couple more hours until Kevin finally calls it a day. The entire cast is exhausted from all the dancing, but they’re quite chuffed with themselves as it sounds better each and every time. “Hey,” a voice makes Luna snap out of her thoughts as she’s packing up her stuff. She looks up to find Sweet Pea standing in front of her. In place of that intimidating glare he always put on, he now has a sweet, tender smile on his face and his eyes look a little lighter for once. A little less dark. “Just wanted to tell you that you did a really great job,” he compliments, stunning her a little. She didn’t expect that. Not from him anyways. Not at all. Luna Simmons is at a loss for words all at once. Only from one simple glance and one simple compliment. “T-Thanks,” she stutters, “Uhm, you too, Sweet Pea,” she fires back with a little, confused smile. The boy in front of her chuckles, his eyes glancing at the hardwood floor beneath their feet for a split second before looking up to her again. “Maybe we should uhm, you know, rehearse together sometime,” he suggests, pointing his script at her in an awkward and weird way. At least she’s not the only one feeling awkward about this entire interaction. She looks at him for a moment; did he really just ask her that? “Uhm, yeah, sure,” she replies, her eyebrows tugging together for a moment in confusion. “See you around, Zuko,” she bids her goodbyes with a little smirk at the nickname. Sweet Pea laughs lightly, causing Luna’s stomach to flutter for some bizarre reason. She turns around to walk away from the boy and finally head home. She’s ready for a hot bath and a good chick-flick. Maybe she should watch Grease tonight. “See you around, Sandy,” Sweet Pea calls behind her. Yep, she should definitely watch Grease tonight. She casts one last glance to her co-cast member before exiting the auditorium, excited for the next rehearsal with him. And maybe, just maybe, she should take him up on the offer to rehearse together. The boy doesn’t seem that bad after all.

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xserpentlife · 5 years

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Sweet Pea x Reader w/ Josie and Reggie also involved

This is a request from a reader @sparklevag

Warnings: angst, fluff, cursing

A/N: This is gonna come in multiple parts. I am hoping to post the next part tomorrow. It was already really long and if I continued it all into one post it would’ve been a lot.

Summary: “You think you know something when you realize something else has been in front of you all along.” Sweet pea and Y/N have known each other for forever never thinking anything more of the friendship they had until two people pull them closer together when they should be dragging them apart.

Word Count: 1488

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Growing up in the southside your whole life you met a few people along the way the most important being Sweet Pea. You guys were inseparable, best friends. People often wondered if you two were dating, but you always laughed it off. Sweet Pea was always there to protect you even though you always said you could defend yourself he wouldn’t let you.

Y/N POV:

“Reggie stop” “what's wrong” “I ca-can't breathe” “I regret my life choices, why did I ever tell you I was ticklish” Reggie then leaned over giving you a kiss and said he was done for now. “For now what do you mean for now your gonna be done forever no more tickling me”

“fine y/n but watch your back”

Reggie and you have been dati- correction “hooking up” for a few months. You just wish it could be more and you just don't get why it couldn't be. You met over winter break when you were snowboarding at one of the hills near the high school. It was a cute moment like it was taken directly out of a love story. You were boarding down the hill when you lost control almost running into a tree, you dove to the side and landed directly on top of him. But it wasn't the first time you met. Reggie flirted with you every now and then at school when you would go to the basketball games to support Toni cheerleading. Of course, when you fell on him, him being Reggie he had a smart ass remark.

“When I told you you’d fall for me one day I didn't mean it literally Y/L/N” After the brought you back to his house to ice your ankle which in the process of falling got sprained. Let's just say sitting by a fire and drinking some spiked hot chocolate can lead to a few things. You did this a few more times, not the falling but the hot chocolate adventures. But... the hot chocolate one night let to a little more. You sat up in his bed talking for what seemed like hours. You had been doing that more often, but you haven't seen Reggie in about 2 weeks; not in person, a call, or even a text, and you were beginning to get worried.

You knew how his dad was, and after not hearing from him you were afraid of what could’ve happened. The only reason you didn’t go to his house was due to the fact that if you did it could’ve ended up worse for him. You couldn’t talk to anyone about him though, no one knew not even one of the people you were closest too; Sweet Pea. You didn't want to date a bulldog but you and Reggie just kind of happened you weren't afraid to tell Pea you just didn’t know what to tell him, and you really didn’t know what to tell him. You didn't know what you and Reggie were; fuck buddies, friends with benefits, a couple?

You were working your shift at pops about to put away your apron when you saw him, After 2 weeks of not talking to him all you wanted to do was run up and see if he was okay. But you knew you couldn’t. You didn’t interact with each other unless you were at his house or your trailer. Reggie started walking up to the counter, and the worry and anxious feeling in your stomach grew.

“Hey y/n I have a question for you”

“Yeah, Reggie?”

“I'm gonna come back tomorrow night when Veronica opens the speakeasy if you’re not working do you want to come”

“Like as your date”

“Uhm not exactly I mean we could hang out, and sit together maybe. Not a date though, I don’t know I just thought it would be nice to see you” and that's when it hit you he was ashamed of you, ashamed of your relationship if you could call it that. He was embarrassed for people to know that you even associated together. You hung your apron and stormed out of Pops not even giving him an answer. You were done with his mangy ass. You now knew he really didn’t care.

“Y/N WAIT, JUST STOP PLEASE”

“What Reggie what do you want”

“I’m sorry I just can’t Y/N”

“can’t what? be a man? tell the truth? listen to your feelings? must be really hard huh”

“Really Y/N, I’m sorry I really am. I don’t know what to say to make it up to you. But I do know that I don’t want to lose you”

“Yeah, well hate to break it to you Reggie but your past losing me. I'm not the type of girl that just wants to fuck a guy. I can’t keep doing this with you”

“But I like you, I like you a lot” He grabbed your hand and pulled you towards him and that's when you broke. You slapped him across the face, and then everything came out. “DON’T FUCKING TOUCH ME. Did you only want me for sex Reggie?”

“No, You know that’s not why I was with you”

“You were never with me. If you were with me this would be more than me sneaking into your window or coming over when your dad wasn’t home. Why can’t it be a date? Why can’t we talk in public? Reggie, I thought I meant something but clearly, you're embarrassed. If you truly cared like you said you did then you wouldn’t be embarrassed or afraid to be seen with me in public” He didn’t say a word he just looked at the ground then up at you so you continued “What are you fucking ashamed of me? ashamed to be with a fucking serpent? I gave you my everything I told you things not even my friends know about me and for what? It was all wasted. Wasted on you not knowing how to stand up to your friends. but hey guess I'm not worth it huh? guess I was just another one of your fuck buddies you're gonna throw to the curb”

“Y/N YOU KNOW IT’S NOT LIKE THAT”

“Then what? WHAT REGGIE? WHAT IS IT LIKE?”

“I can’t lose them they are all I have ever known. They were my family when my dad hit me they were there when no one else was, and if my dad found out about us I’d be dead”

“SERIOUSLY REGGIE! May I remind you that I was there to clean your wounds after your dumbass friends ran away when you guys got jumped by a bunch of ghoulies cause you all were stupid enough to go to a bar on their territory? Or how about the time that your dad beat you, and I was the one that you cried to afraid; afraid to go back home and afraid to show your emotion to your friends. Reggie, I am done, I am done being your toy dragged around to help you when your hurt, or horny that is not who I am. Whatever this was is over. Never talk to me again Mantle, and if you do a slap across the face isn't the only thing you're going to get”

With that, you stormed off afraid that if you looked back you would break right there. That night was the worst. You didn’t have your bike so you couldn’t ride home you had to walk thinking of everything you could have done better to make your relationship with Reggie work. In reality, there was nothing you could do, but walking alone a lot of things came to mind and you were slowly breaking with every step you took.

Sweet Peas POV:

I was walking out of the Wyrm after talking to FP about a job he had planned for us when I heard someone crying. It wasn’t just anyone though. As the crying got closer I knew exactly who it was, and whoever hurt Y/N was gonna fucking get it. I walked up behind her and tapped her on the shoulder. When she looked up I just wanted to break. The strong girl I knew my entire life looked like she was about to fall apart, and I needed to figure out why. I was about to say something but all she did was look at me and fall to the ground. I picked her back up and hugged her. I have not seen her like this in a long time. I knew she wasn’t in a state to talk, and I knew how she worked. If someone tried to talk when she wasn't ready she would shut everyone out. I told her to hop on my bike and I’d take her home. I hoped that by the time we got to her trailer she would be ready to talk, at least so I could better understand how to help her.

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#riverdaleedit #riverdaleladiesdaily #fyeahriverdale #dailyriverdalegifs #josie mccoy #cheryl blossom #sweet pea #this was originally just supposed to be about cheryl/josie #because the way cheryl shrieks and jumps up gave me SO many feelings #but sweet pea's reaction in the second gif #and then the way his hand is like hesitantly reaching forward in the last gif #is also giving me feelings #anyways love cheryl caring about her best friend!#give them scenes you cowards #cheryl x josie #sweet pea x josie #*#whoops i didn't realize this had already been giffed as there wasn't anything in the tag oh well

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Josie McCoy x Reader

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The rest of the serpents had gone off. There was some kind of Halloween event going on. You didn’t feel like going anywhere. You weren’t the biggest fan of Halloween and had stayed behind. There was supposed to be a movie marathon at the drive-in later on.

“Knock knock.” Josie said as she knocked on the open door of your caravan. It was large enough for two people and thanks to FP and Archie helping you attach some hookups to the caravan you could move it around with your old car. At least you could once the bumper was reattached.

“Hey?” You said and looked up from the magazine you’d been looking through.

“I just wanted to check in on you. You weren’t at the Halloween bash earlier.” Josie smiled as she came up the steps into the caravan and looked up at the single Halloween decoration hanging from the ceiling. It was a red bat that Cheryl had put up. Josie remembered the difficulty of getting it to stick.

“I’m fine. Just taking advantage of the lack of drama going on.” You grinned when she nodded and leaned against the doorframe.

“That’s a good plan.” She hummed to herself for a moment as you sat up and stretched. "You’re coming with me and we’re having a scary movie marathon."

“A scary movie marathon?” You asked as she reached out and pulled you up from your seat.

“Yes! We’re going to eat popcorn and scream at the jumpscares and spill our sodas. It’ll be fun. So get ready because we’re going.” She insisted. You gave in fairly quickly and she helped you lock up the caravan. Shrugging on your jacket the two of you took your old car to the drive-in. As you got through the gate your car stalled and wouldn’t start. People behind you started beeping and honking. You and Josie laughed as you got out and tried to push the car. Archie, Veronica and Toni came over from near the concessions stand and helped you push.

“I’m not sure how you’re going to get back home.” Josie said as you only managed to push the car to the side but not any further. Jughead stood on top of a car at the side of the viewing area and saved you both over. They helped you climb up and you sat with Josie under a blanket as the movies started. Fangs sent up a couple of drinks and snacks for the two of you and refused to take any money for them. You and Josie squeezed close together and jumped, squealed and accidentally flung popcorn everywhere when the scare bits leapt across the screen.

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#josie mccoy #josie mccoy x reader #bonniebird #halloween2022

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dauntless-gothamite · 5 years

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The Hidden Side of Us | Fangs Fogarty x Reader

A/N: this was not requested, but I haven’t been able to focus on my story on ao3, so I wrote this to give myself a break before going back to it. I hope you enjoy it; please comment and tell me if I should make a second part!

Summary: you moved to Riverdale two weeks ago, but you have yet to learn about the South Side. When you meet a dark haired boy in a leather jacket and aren’t able to keep thinking about him, you learn more about the town and find yourself becoming involved with the town’s mysteries and falling for the boy who was the reason you were entangled in the dark web of Riverdale’s secrets.

It had been two weeks since you moved to Riverdale, and you were still surprised by the dramatics of such a small town--how could one place survive so many problems? You sighed as you walked through the halls of Riverdale High, on the way to history class, and you braced yourself for what was most certainly going to be another lengthy and boring lecture about post-prohibition America. Lost in your own thoughts, you didn’t notice the person walking just a little ahead of you, and when they stopped to open a locker, presumably their own, you walked straight into them. “I am so sorry; I wasn’t paying attention,” you said as you snapped your head up, only to come face to face with a tan-skinned boy with dark hair and a leather jacket. “It’s okay,” he responded before doing “next time just watch where you’re going.” The goofy smile on his face told you he was just messing around, so you nodded and smiled back at him. As you were about to walk away, he said “you’re new here, aren’t you?” and leaned against the lockers casually. “Yeah, I just moved here a couple weeks ago” you said, matching the boy’s casual stance. “Cool. I’m Fangs; nice to meet you” he said, holding out a hand. “hi, I’m Y/N” you said, shaking his hand. You wanted to talk to him more, but a glance at the clock reminded you that class was about to start, so you turned away from him and said “Well, Fangs, it was nice to meet you, but I’ve gotta go to history class.” His face scrunched up and he said “with Mr. Waltenesky?” “That’s the one” you said curtly and with a hint of sarcasm. “OH, man, that guy is the worst! I don’t even know how many times I’ve fallen asleep during his lectures!” he said, throwing his hands in the air for dramatic effect. “Right!” you exclaimed, releasing a small laugh, glad to find someone else who didn’t like the bossy teacher just as much as you did. The corner of his mouth turned up, and he said “as much as I’d like to stay and chat, I better go to science; I really don’t need any more tardies on my attendance record. See you around, though” he said, walking away. “Bye,” you said before walking quickly in the other direction.

No matter how hard you tried to listen in class, your mind kept thinking back to the boy in the hallway; to Fangs. You wondered why you’d never seen him around before. Yes, you were a bit shy, but that didn’t mean you were a hermit. Every day when you got home, you walked your neighbor’s dog for money, and, over the past two weeks, you’d met many people that way. You knew the Kellers, Archie and Fred Andrews, the Cooper family, the McCoys, and a few other families. While you weren’t particularly close to anyone quite yet, you knew your way around town--or at least that’s what you thought up until a few minutes ago. There was nothing odd about meeting one new person at school, but what struck you was how different Fangs was from everyone else you knew in Riverdale. Surely, he had friends, but you found it strange that never saw him, or anyone else like him, around before. Part of it was the way he dressed. Most guys wore Varsity jackets almost every day, as if they felt the need to show that they were a Bulldog at all times. The other part of it was just a gut feeling you had. There was no specific reason you could come up with, but somehow, it was clear Fangs was different from boys like Archie and Reggie.

The sound of the bell signaling the end of class pulled you out of your thoughts, and you packed your things up to go home. The hallway was crowded with people as everyone left one of the many classroom doors lining the hall. Time seemed to pass impossibly slowly as you waded through the noisy hall, filled with the sounds of chatter and laughter coming from different groups within the large crowd of people. Over all the noise, you heard someone call “Y/N! Hey, wait up!” and you stepped to the side to see who had called out to you. At first, you didn’t see anyone and you assumed you had misheard someone else’s name, but then Fangs stepped to the side of the hall to stand next to you. “What’s up?” he asked casually. “Hey,” you responded, slightly surprised that he wanted to say more than a simple ‘hello’ as the two of them passed each other at school. “Hey, Toni! Sweet Pea!” he yelled next to you, his enthusiasm surprising you. A taller boy who was also in a leather jacket waved, causing Fangs to stop yelling, turn back to you, and say “sorry for the noise, but they’re my friends and I wanted to introduce you” he said. Before you had time to register what you were saying, you asked “why?” bluntly. “Not that I don’t want you to! I’m just surprised” you said quickly so he didn’t think you had no desire to meet his friends. All he said in response was “why not?” with a shrug. The tall guy in the leather jacket walked up, accompanied by a short girl with long hair that had dyed pink tips, and was also a leather jacket. You thought it was a coincidence that two people were wearing the same thing, but the third leather jacket is what tipped you off that this was no coincidence. “Sweet Pea, Toni, meet Y/N” Fangs said gesturing respectively to the two people who had just approached. You gave a small wave and introduced yourself to them, intrigued. “Okay, I have to ask,” you said, unable to hold it in any longer. “What’s with the jackets?” The three of them looked at you like it was the 17th century and you had just told them that the earth wasn’t flat. “You don’t know?” Toni asked. “Dude, what the hell!” Sweet Pea said, giving Fangs a light slap on the shoulder. Fangs raised his hands in surrender; “I didn’t know!” he defended. “What don’t I know!” you interrupted, becoming annoyed by the trio speaking as if you weren’t there. “The jackets are a, uh,” Fangs said, face slightly flushed. Sweet Pea became annoyed with how long it took him to get the words out, and interted, saying “they’re a display of out loyalty to the Serpents.” You raised a brow and asked “the Serpents?” Sweet Pea just groaned and rolled his eyes, but Toni looked more sympathetic. Turning to you, she said “the serpents are a gang on the south side of town.” You paled at the word “gang” and she rushed to explain. “We don’t do anything crazy, it’s more like a group for people that need protection and stuff. No drugs or anything.” You nodded. Just as you were about to respond, your phone rang, and you saw it was your mom calling. You picked it up and told her you’d be home soon, and then you put it back in your pocket. “I’ve gotta go,” you told Toni, Sweet Pea, and Fangs. “See you around, though; I’m curious about this mystery gang of yours.” Fangs smiled in both happiness and surprise as you walked to your car to drive home.

As you drove home, you kept thinking about the new people you’d just met, and, more specifically, about Fangs. “Huh, a gang. That’s different...” you mused aloud, curious to learn more about a part of Riverdale you had never heard of before.

A/N: I hope you liked it; please comment! -Xx

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