Fangs Fogarty - Tumblr Posts

i did this in my sleep......

wait hold on, am i the only one who noticed that Fangs’ jacket changes? it’s different than sweet pea’s, but then it’s the same...

The Perfect Man - Fangs Fogarty x Reader

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Pairing: Fangs Fogarty x Reader

Requested: Yes! By anon: ‘126 with Fangs′ #126 - I’m a lucky girl. I’ll admit that.

From this list. Requests are still open, so send whatever you like - except Sweet Pea please, just because I’ve written him a lot recently and I still have more prompts for him.

Summary: The girls are impressed with Fangs’ proposal. 

Words: 611

Warning: none

A/N: This is fluffy craaaaap, I hope you like it anon!

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“Let me see it!” Veronica screeched at you across the bar. You met Veronica, Betty, Toni and Cheryl for drinks every Thursday night. You and Fangs had just gotten engaged a few nights before and although you’d texted the girls in your group chat it was the first time you’d seen them since.

“One minute, Ronnie! I’m just getting a drink.” You called back to her, laughing at her antics. Veronica always flocked to shiny things, you’re surprised Fangs hadn’t enlisted her to help him pick out your ring, but you were kind of pleased to find out that he had picked the ring on his own.

Armed with a vodka coke (in your right hand as you knew Veronica would grab your left hand when you were close enough), you made your way over to your usual table and surely enough Veronica grabbed your left hand and brought your ring finger to her face.

“Oh my gosh! He did such a good job Y/N/N!” Veronica commented excitedly as she examined your ring. It was fairly understated but very pretty, a thin, plain silver band, with one medium-sized diamond in the middle and smaller one either side.

“I’m a very lucky girl, I’ll admit that.” You grinned and passed your hand to Cheryl and Toni (who you suspected had probably seen the ring before Fangs’ had proposed anyway).

Cheryl grinned and ran her finger over the ring. “I knew it would look amazing on you!” Toni nudged her girlfriend, but you shook your head.

“It’s okay, I figured you guys would have seen already!” You insisted before passing your hand to Betty who promptly burst into tears. “Hey, hey, hey! “What’s wrong?” You pulled Betty into your arms.

“Jughead doesn’t want to get married.” She revealed between sobs. The couple had been together for almost 6 years now, compared to your 2 years with Fangs.

“Did he actually say that B?” You asked, one hand rubbing up and down the length of the blonde’s back.

“It’s been 6 years, Y/N!” Betty sobbed.

“Then maybe you should talk to him about it! He’s nowhere near as touchy feely as Fangs is.” You suggested, feeling bad that something that had made you so happy had made Betty indirectly unhappy.

Betty nodded and wiped away her tears with shaky hands. “I’m sorry, we’re supposed to be celebrating.”

“It’s okay Bets!” You rubbed her back once more before pulling your hand away and holding your drink.

“So how did he do it in the end?” Toni asked taking the attention away from an embarrassed Betty.

A massive smile took over your face. “Well, you know we met by bumping into each other in Grand Central Station? He took me to New York for the weekend and we were walking to get on the train on the way home and I realised he wasn’t walking beside me anymore and I turned around and there he was, on one knee!”

“That is so romantic. He is the perfect man.” Veronica swooned, resting her chin on her palm. “Urgh, I need to get laid.”

“What happened to, oh what was his name? Jack, Josh?” Cheryl inquired leaning forward.

“James, urgh well…” You tuned out of the conversation and stared down at your engagement ring. I’m such a lucky girl you thought with a smile.

6 Months Later

You stepped into the church, your dad’s arm linked with yours, wearing a white, silky dress. You reached the end of the aisle and a crying Fangs. He pulled your veil away from your face and over your head.

“I’m such a lucky guy.” He whispered to you, cupping your face.

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Hardly Appropriate - Fangs Fogarty x Reader

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Pairing: Fangs Fogarty x Reader

Requested: No! I just thought flirting with his nurse would be something Fangs would do

Summary: Fangs flirts with you, the nurse who is taking care of him in the hospital after he’s shot.

Words: 1,007

Warning: none

A/N:  General requests are still open, and I am now taking prompts from this list.

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Fangs’ eyes slowly opened, blinking rapidly to adjust to the light that filled the room. He found himself staring up at the bland ceiling tiles of what looked to be a hospital. He tilted his head to the side and saw you, a nurse, inserting something into his IV line.

“Ooh! You’re awake!” You smiled at the young boy, he had been shot during a riot and had needed emergency surgery to remove a bullet from his stomach and repair a bleed in his spleen. “Do you remember what happened, Mr Fogarty?”

Fangs winced and stared at you, he tried to clear his throat, but it was too dry from misuse. You quickly brought a cup of water to his mouth and slipped the straw between his lips. After a few sips Fangs nudged the straw back out from his lips and you returned the cup to the tray. “I was shot.” Fangs’ voice was smoother and deeper than you’d imagined it would be, you had been tending to him through the night, he had been awake at some point, but he was delirious from the pain and you had had to sedate him.

“Yes, that’s right. You got shot in the belly and you had to have emergency surgery to get the bullet out and to stop a bleed in your spleen, but you’re okay now.” You told the boy and he stared back at you.

“You’re really pretty.” Fangs smiled dopily at you.

You blushed a light shade of pink, Fangs was on a high dose of morphine, meaning that he had no filter. “Thank you very much Fangs. Do you mind if I take a look at your wound?” You gestured to the boy’s stomach.

“You can my clothes off any day.” Fangs shot you a smug grin and attempted to pull his gown up but groaned and changed his mind.

“Careful.” You warned and gently pulled the covers back to expose his torso and then pushed the undone gown up his stomach.

“Hey! I don’t have any underwear on!” Fangs giggled and tried to push the covers back.

“No!” You flushed and quickly moved his hands, not wanting the boy to expose himself. “You need to stay still mister, or you’re going to stop the IV giving you medicine.”

Fangs eyes trailed off your face and to his arm and then he turned his head to look at the saline drip. “But I don’t want medicine.” He whined.

“Oh, I think you do, do you want your belly to hurt?” You asked, lightly pressing around Fangs’ wound before redressing it with a clean bandage.

“No, I don’t.” Fangs pouted and watched as you pulled his gown back down and the covers back up. “Where are my boxers?” Fangs looked confused.

“They had to take them off for your surgery. Here are all of your clothes.” You picked up a plastic bag full of Fangs’ clothes, the t-shirt and plaid shirt were bloody and although you couldn’t see any blood on his jacket, you were sure that was bloody too.

“Did you take them off?” Fangs asked a small smile on his face.

“No, I didn’t.” You laughed. “I’m a post-operative nurse, it would’ve been a pre-operative nurse that got you reader for surgery.”

“Shame.” Fangs pouted. You found yourself flushing at his words, you had had patients flirt with you in the past, but they were rarely this good looking or so close to your own age, but the boy was still underage and your patient.

“Fangs, this is inappropriate.” You commented as you started to pack away the medical supplies that you had used for Fangs, throwing away the soiled bandages and the syringe that had had Fangs’ medicine in it.

You didn’t have to check on Fangs again that night and the next time you saw him was when you were handing your patients over to the day nurse. He had fallen asleep by the time you reached him, so you explained that he had been a very flirty and he may get confused at where his clothes had gone.

When you came back for your shift the next day, Fangs was no longer on your ward, you didn’t know if he’d been discharged or just transferred to a different ward. But unfortunately, you saw many patients throughout your working week and although Fangs was one of your more memorable, you rarely saw your patients again.

As you were heading out at the end your shift a familiar voice called out your name. You turned and were greeted by Fangs.

“Hey, I just wanted to thank you, for looking after me.” Fangs grinned at you, then his face became flushed. “I also wanted to apologise to you… I vaguely remember asking you to take my clothes off…?”

You giggled and nodded. “Well, not in so many words, but yes Fangs, you did.”

Fangs groaned and ran a hand over his face. “I’m really sorry, I’m not usually so forward.”

You shook your head. “You were pretty doped up.”

“Well I’m very sorry Nurse Y/N.” Fangs nodded, a shamed look on his face.

“It’s fine, at least you weren’t being rude to me, like some patients.” You gave Fangs a genuine smile and fiddled with the strap on your bag.

“That’s true, at least I wasn’t rude.” Fangs chuckled. “Hey, do you think that maybe we could go out sometime?”

You winced slightly. “Fangs, you’re 16, it’s illegal, plus you’re my patient it’s hardly appropriate.” You try to let the boy down gently. “I’m sure you can find a nice girl your age.”

Fangs swallowed and nodded his head sharply. “It’s okay, I get it. Well see you round Nurse Y/N.” You bit your lip and nodded at the boy as he turned and walked away.

Little did you know that Fangs didn’t give up that easily and found very little excuse to see you until the day he turned 21, then he asked you out again. That time you said yes.

Stuck - Fangs Fogarty x Reader

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Pairing: Fangs Fogarty x Reader

Requested: Yes! By anon: ‘Number 2 and 26 please with none other than the adorable Fangs Fogarty′

#2 - Can you shut up for five minutes, please???

#26 - I’m stuck! Help me!

From this list. I AM NO LONGER TAKING REQUESTS FROM THAT LIST. General requests are still open, and I am now taking prompts from this list.

Summary: Fangs wants your attention, but all of it is on your studying, until he gets stuck in your bathroom and gains all of your attention.

Words: around 680

Warnings: none

A/N: yes anon, Fangs is so adorable, I just wanna put him in my pocket and take him home.

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Fangs scowled at you watching you put all your attention into your studying and none of it into him. “Y/N.” Fangs poked you on the cheek, trying to gain your attention.

You ignored your boyfriend and continued to study. You had told Fangs not to come around as you were studying for your AP History final, but he’d come around anyway, convinced he could tear your attention away.

“Y/N… Y/N… Y/N!!!” Fangs got increasingly louder and kept poking you on the cheek.

“Can you shut up for five minutes, please?!” You yelled, slamming your pencil down on your textbook you turned to face your boyfriend.

Fangs shrunk back on himself and then got up off the chair he was sitting on and threw himself dramatically onto your bed. He mumbled a ‘whatever’ and pulled his phone out.

5 minutes later an alarm blared from Fangs’ phone. “Are you kidding me?!” You shrieked walking over and snatching the phone from Fangs and sliding it into your pocket. Fangs pouted and stormed out of your room.

“Y/N!!! I’m stuck! Help me!” Fangs called out after a while. You ignored your boyfriend and continued to study, after all what kind of trouble could your boyfriend have managed to get himself into in your house? You blocked out Fangs’ pleas for the following 5 minutes before you could no longer ignore it.

“Oh my god! What Fangs?!” You slammed your pencil back down onto your textbook and stormed out of your room to find your boyfriend. You started to wander around your house, looking for your boyfriend, with every intention of strangling him when you found him. “Where are you Fangs?!”

“I told you I’m stuck!” Your boyfriend yelled back. “I’m stuck in the bathroom!”

“Oh god, you didn’t lock the door, did you?!” You yelled back, quickly running to the end of the hall where the bathroom was and trying the handle. Your bathroom lock had been playing up recently, the lock sticking whenever someone used it, everyone in your family knew not to look the door anymore, but you must’ve forgotten to tell Fangs.

“Yes…” Fangs’ muffled voice came from the other side of the door.

“Why?! It’s only us two in the house!” You asked, still fiddling with the door handle.

“I stormed out and I thought you’d come looking for me and then I’d have the door locked and be like ‘too bad’!” You could almost hear the pout in Fangs’ voice.

“We’ll have to wait till my dad gets home to take the door off, again. You won’t be able to fit through the window.” You groaned. “You’re so silly, Fangs, I know you wanted my attention, but I told you I needed to study.” You slid down the door, so your back was pressed up against it and you could hear Fangs do the same on the other side of the door.

Fangs sighed. “I just had a bad day and I wanted to see my girlfriend, but then my bad day got worse when she ignored me and then yelled at me and it turned horrible when I got locked in her bathroom.” Fangs banged his head against the door, the thud causing you to jump.

“I’m so sorry baby, I’m just so stressed and you know history is my worst subject. I am so sorry for yelling at you and I’m even more sorry for forgetting to tell you not to lock the door on the bathroom. I just figured you wouldn’t use the lock.” Your tone changed to apologetic, feeling bad that you’d upset your boyfriend so much. “Do you wanna talk about your bad day?”

Fangs nodded inside the bathroom, before remembering that you couldn’t see him and cleared his throat. “It started when I had Miss Belcher for English, she really hates me…” Fangs continued to tell you about the rest of his horrible day, remaining locked in the bathroom for another hour before your dad got home and quickly took the door off the wall, finally releasing your boyfriend into your arms.

Talk To Her - Sweetpea

Sweetpea (crush on) x Jones Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 325

Summary: Sweet Pea has a crush on a girl in the Serpents. Just so happens that girl is the serpent princess and he’s nervous about asking her out.

Authors Note: Just a short Sweet Pea imagine. My first Sweet Pea Imagine, should I do more?

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“Sweet Pea. Sweet Pea. SWEET PEA!” Fangs yelled at his friend. Trying to get his attention.

“What?” Sweet Pea asked startled

“You’re staring again.” Toni pointed out

“No I wasn’t” Sweet Pea denied

“Yes, you were.” Toni and Fangs stated at the same time. Giving him a knowing look.

“Sweet Pea if you like her, go over there and ask her out.” Fangs suggested

“Its not that simple.” Sweet Pea sighed

“How’s it not simple?” Toni asked confused about why he thinks it’s so hard to just ask a girl out.

“She’s a Jones.” Sweet Pea explained resting his head in his hands.

“So?” Fangs questioned.

“She’s Jugheads sister and Fp’s daughter.” Sweet Pea stressed to his closest friends.

“And?” Toni asked not understanding his problem whats-so-ever.

“Fp is the king of the Serpents.” Sweet Pea stated as if it is the most obvious thing in the world.

“And you like- no let’s rephrase that. Love, her.” Fangs teased his best friend.

“Fp would kill me.” Sweet Pea whispered to them not wanting anyone else to hear since they are in the Whyte Wyrm. Sweet’s was nervous. Y/n and Fp are closer than close. With her mom gone and she took with her Jelly Bean, and with Jughead deciding not to live with either of them. It bonded them closer as father and daughter.

“No, I’m sure he wouldn’t. Hell, he might even trust her with you more. You are a Serpent he knows he can trust you, and he sure can trust you more than someone from the Northside.” Toni told him. She knows she’s right. Sweet Pea’s a Serpent and one of the one Fp trusts the most. Those two things mean something. Especially when it comes to the King of the Serpents.

“True, besides she’s a Serpent to. Unlike her brother.” Fangs added.

“Sweet Pea” Tonispoketo get his attention again. “You’ll never know if you don’t try. Go talk to her.”

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by @chloe-skywalker​

* = Requested

Archie Andrews:

~ Showing off (ft. Sweetpea)

- Dating Archie Andrews Would Include...

Jughead Jones:

~ Thoughts shared Over Fries

~ Criticized

- Dating Jughead Jones Would Include...

Sweet Pea:

~ Talk To Her

~ Angel

~ Bulldog’s Or Sister (Jones!Reader)

Fangs Forgarty:

~ Northside Serpent 

~ Showing Off (ft. Archie)

Angel - Sweetpea

Sweetpea x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 957

Summary: Y/n’s close with pretty much everyone in her little group. Jughead and she haven’t officially met. Well, they do now and Jugheads in for a surprise.

Authors Note: Maybe a series done like this imagine? What do ya’ll think? Leave a comment

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“Hey, Angel!” Sweet Pea waved over Y/n once he saw her enter the Wyrm. Y/n headed to her friends with a smile forming on her face. Sweet Pea immediately pulled her into a big hug, squeezing her tight.

“You made it.” Toni greet her with a smile and the two hugged once Sweet Pea let go of the y/h/c-ed girl.

“Of course. I wouldn’t miss hanging out with you guys for the world.” She smiled letting go of Toni to also hug Fangs.

“Angel?” Jughead questioned after watching the mystery girl greet the group of young Serpents.

“That’s what they call me.” Y/n shrugged her shoulders with a bashful smile on her face. Obviously a little shy about the name.

“Angel, can I have a minute?” FP asked coming up to them, Y/n nodded to the older man and walked over to him. FP placed a hand across her lower back, leading her over to a more secluded spot to talk Serpent business.

“Sure. Sweet’s, when I get back pool?” Y/n called over her shoulder with a smile.

“You’re on.” Sweet Pea smirked her way before continuing on with his game of pool against Fangs.

“What’s up, Jones?” Toni asked noticing the look on his face.

“Is her name really Angel? An she’s a Serpent?” Jughead questioned. The girl seemed way to nice to be a Serpent in Jug’s eyes.

“Well, no and yes.” Fangs answered after taking a shot only to miss the pocket.

“She is a Serpent.” Sweet Pea states his voice close to a growl.  All the Serpent’s are very protective of Y/n after all she’s their Angel. But Sweet’s more so, so Jughead questioning her Serpent status really irked him.

“But her names really y/n.” Toni elboraoted since the boys were being very vague.

“Then why do you all call her Angel? An a Serpent named Angel is a little ironic since we’re not known to be nice and Sweet.” Jughead crossed his arms narrowing his eyes as he asked another question.

“True, but her nickname is part of a inside joke.” Toni smirked thinking about their reasons for the nickname.

It was clear by the look on Jugheads face that he still didn’t get it. This made Toni sigh and Fangs shove his head.

“Seriously Jones, you really can’t put it together?” Sweet Pea rolled his eyes. The Jones kid could solve a murder but not a nickname?

“Y/n/n can be an Angel but don’t piss her off.” Fangs told Jug taking pity on him.

“Then she becomes the devil in disguise or Serpent if you will.” Sweet’s smirked leaning against the pool queue.

Jughead rolled his eyes at Sweet Pea’s words, he crossed his arms turning towards Toni. “Why haven’t I seen her before?”

Toni shrugged, not really knowing why the two hadn’t met yet. “She’s in the same grade and school as us. But she has been a Serpent longer.”

“An she’s really close to your dad.” Fangs added while lining up a shot.

Jughead squinted, all their answers kept confusing him more. “She knows more Serpent business than most of us.” Toni explained but it was all to vague still.

“She’s very trusted around here. For good reason. Probably knows more than you do.” Sweet Pea snarked moving around the pool table.

“Sweet Pea” Toni smacked is arm for the comment.

“No Toni it’s fine. He’s probably right I’m still new.” Jug nodded agreeing with Sweet Pea’s words although still wary of Sweet behavior.

“Hey! Everything ok here?” Y/n asked as she came back over to the group of young Serpents, and she could sense the tension.

“Yeah. Everythings fine.” Sweet Pea answered her all the while squinting his eyes at the beanie wearing boy.

“Your Jughead right? We haven’t officially met. I’m Y/n, Y/n y/l/n but pretty much everyone calls me Angel.” y/h/c-ed girl introduced herself once she came back from the talk with FP that seemed to be about some serious Serpent business.

“Jughead Jones nice to meet you.” Jug shook her hand with a friendly smile on his face. She seemed way to nice to be a Serpent. Jughead leaned in closer as the two got aquentied. Of course with the watchful eyes of Sweet Pea. Who did not like how close Jones was to his girl.

“Son.” FP called over Jughead after seeing how Sweet Pea was ready to burst at the sems at how close Jug was to his girlfriend.

“It was nice to meet you Jughead.” Y/n smiled at him before heading over to Sweets, letting Jug head over to see what his father wanted.

“Yeah?” Jughead asked as he approached his dad.

“Pice of advice.” FP gave a tight lipped smile, resting a hand on his sons shoulder.

“Hmmm?” Jughead hummed.

“Don’t do anything even resembles flirting with Y/n till you’ve known her for a while.” he patted his back smiling at him.

“Ok. Wanna explain to me why?” Jug asked with a furrowed brow.

FP smirked, his son was truly new around here. “All the Serpents- me included are very protective of her. And she’s Sweet Pea’s girl.”

Jug suddenly understood a lot more why Sweet’s had been giving him the stinkeye and if looks could kill Jughead would’ve been dead and 6 feet under. “That’s why he’s been staring at me like he wants to kill me.”

“Sweet Pea doesn’t have much, but he has her.” FP smiled looking at the couple by the pool table and as did Jughead. “Do get to know her Jug, the relationship I have with her she’s practically like a daughter to me. Gain a new sister out of this Juggie. She’s a great girl, more loyal than you know.”

Criticized - Jughead jones

Jughead x Fem!reader platonic

Warnings: bullying?

Word count: 503

Summary: Jughead & Y/n are best friends and are always together. The bulldogs like to make fun of them for it. One day Toni, Fangs, and Sweetpea see it and get pissed. They want to know why Y/n and Jug just let it happen.

Authors Note: Just a small one shot for Jughead Jones

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“Awww if it isn’t loser one and loser two.” Chuck said smirking as they approached the group of young Serpents in the Pop’s dinner booth.

“Just leave us alone.” Jughead grumbled getting annoyed faster than usual.

“No, I don’t think we will. Your both pathic and we need t make sure neither of you forget it.” Reggie crossed his arms standing next to chuck.

Y/n rolled her eyes. “Get some new material Mantle.”

“I think you need to learn a lesson-” Chuck stepped forward in a threatening manner.

“Do we have a problem here?” Tonu cut in having had enough of watching the scene before her.

“None of you business snakes.” Reggie sneered

“Your messing with our own. That makes it our business.” Fangs ut in. Along with Toni he was done watching.

“Oh, yeah, and what are you gonna do about it?” Chuck challenged.

“Yeah. Just slither away back to the holes you came out of.” Reggie scoffed

“You don’t want to know what I’d like to do about it.” Sweetpea growled from his side of the booth squaring his shoulders.

“Just leave us alone. You don’t own Pop’s. We can be here.” Y/n narrowed her eyes, hoping to make them disappear.

“We’re allowed to be here.” Jughead stated backing up Y/n’s statement.

“If there’s a problem here Mr. Mantle, Mr. Clayton I have no problem calling your folks down here to settle it.” Pop said defending his best late night customers Jughead and Y/n.

“There’s no problem.” Reggie grumbles as him and Chuck head out of the dinner.

“Thanks, Pop.” Y/n smiled gratefully at the old man.

“Your welcome, Hunny. I’ll get you all some frys.” Pop said smiling before leaving to the kitchen.

“Thanks Pop.” Jughead called out to him.

“Why don’t ou guys do anything about that?” Toni asked still pissed about how her friends were treated.

“Thier assholes.” Y/n shrugged.

“Exactly.” FIngs agreed

“They wouldn’t stop even if we did do something about it.” Jughead told their friends across the table.

“But you both just sit there and take it.” Sweetpea furrowed his eyebrows not understanding why they just take it.

“They’ve always done it. We’re from the southside, loners, I could go on. They do it to get at us. It bothers them that we’re from the wrong side of the tracks as they say and that we’re never really apart.” Y/n explained to them while sipping on her milkshake.

Jughead nodded, they’ve been dealing with this forever. “There’s no point they won’t stop and we’re not going to change.”

“Plus it pisses them off that we don’t care.” Y/n smirked reaching to grab a fry and take a bite.

“I guess your right.” Toni sighed sadly knowing that they were right. Nothing would change the asshole’s behavior. 

“Well if you both ever change your minds we’ll gladly beat their asses.” Sweetpea smirked also grabbing a fry. Any reason to beat up the bulldogs or Northsiders they’d take it.

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Northside Serpent - Fangs Forgarty

Fangs x Fem!reader (eventually)

Jughead x Toni x Reader (friends)

Warnings: bullying?

Word count: 1,154

Summary: Being a Northsider who is very quiet but when the bulldogs and Cheryl are being mean to the Southsiders she speaks up.

Authors Note: That summary is the idea I came up with but it turned into something with that as the underline plot but also something. So I can’t say it's really a good description and I can’t say it's a bad one.

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“Hey, Juggie.” Y/n waved towards her beanie wearing friend as he showed up in the school parking lot with his friends.

“Y/n/n, long time no see.” Jughead smiled as he approached the Y/h/c-ed girl along with Toni, Fangs, and Sweet Pea.

“Jug I saw you two days ago.” she laughed, hugging him once he got close enough.

“We haven’t gone to school with each other in a while.” Jug nod's his head at her statement.

“True.” Y/n smiled

“Why are you outside?” Fangs asked the pretty girl who obviously knows Jughead.

“There’s a welcoming party for you all.” Y/n smirks shaking her head as she answered the handsome young serpent.

“Huh?” Jug looked at her confused and suspicious.

“Only a few put it together and yes, it’s who your thinking Jug. But be warned the Bulldogs and Cheryl are very against this.” she explained, shrugging in the process.

“Well before we go in mind introducing us to your friend here Jones? Toni?” Sweet Pea crossed his arms, not missing how Toni had also greeted the girl with a hug.

“Well, if either of you ever paid attention to anything other than pole at the Wrym you would’ve met her already.” Toni stated giving them an annoyed look that screamed ‘I told you so’.

“We’ve known each other since we were in diapers, she’s not just a friend she’s like my sister.” Jug explained to his followed Serpent boys. Jughead could tell Sweet Pea was still wary and Fangs seemed to not be able to take his eyes off her.

“She use to hang at the Wrym all the time.’ Toni added.

“Having known Jughead here all my life FP’s like a father to me.” Y/n smiled at the two boys standing in front of her.

“Like?” Jug scoffed tilting his head in her direction.

Y/n was family, there was no question. There was also no question that she was the honorary adopted daughter of FP.

“Oh haha. Fine, he is practically my dad. He helped my mom raise me and has been there for me my whole life.” Y/n answered.

“So are you a Serpent?” Sweet Pea asked with his arms crossed over his chest.

“Yes.” Y/n nodded as she answered his question holding her head high. She could understand his skepticism from his point of view.

“Y/n is the Serpent Princess.” Toni smirks nudging her friend, teasing her with her nickname.

“A title my dad gave her and I believe it’s fitting.” Jug stated.

“I’m gonna be the polite one between me and Pea and ask your name.” Fangs smiled

“It's Y/n. Y/n Y/l/n.” Y/n smiled reaching out to shake his hand. “An you?”

“Fangs Forgarty.” he smirked slightly but it ended up just turning back into a smile.

“Nice to meet you Fangs.” Y/n nodded

Once they let go of each other's hands Fangs elbowed Sweet Pea. “ow” Sweet Pea glared at Fangs.

Toni raised her eyebrows at the tall boy. “Introduce yourself instead of integrating the girl.”

“Sweet Pea, nice to meet you Serpent Princess.” he introduced himself after giving the pink haired girl an eye roll.

Y/n laughed at the exchange before shaking his hand. “Nice to meet you too.”

“Now that we're all acquainted, why don’t we all head into school now?” Jug asked, always the lover of education.

With that said they all grabbed their stuff and headed in. After the greeting by Archie, Veronica, Betty, and etc etc … Toni turned to Y/n with a look before asking. “This is Northside hospitality?”

“Welcome to the Northside.” Jughead snarked

“You know Y/l/n I thought once we were rid of Jones here, you would finally understand where you belong.” Cheryl spoke as she approached the group of young Serpents.

“Oh? And where would that be Cheryl?” y/n asked with her voice full of sarcasm as she crossed her arms turning to fully face the red headed Bombshell.

“By my side and the Bulldogs of course, silly. Not with these street rats.” Cheryl smiled her fake Blossom smile. Y/n would know the difference.

“Listen here Bombshell. These street rats as you call them are way better friends than your bulldogs would ever be. As for you Cheryl Blossom. You and I were good friends once upon a time until you decided to become a snot-nosed Bitch.” Y/n spoke pissed off stepping into Cheryl's personal space. Looking the HBIC right in the eyes. Y/n honestly missed having Cheryl as a friend. But then Cheryl she became someone who wasn’t the Cheryl Y/n grew up being friends with. If Cheryl ever came back then they could be friends again. “So leave us alone. I’m where I should be. Are you?”

With that said everyone started to head off to where they needed to be for the first period. After Toni and Y/n left off to their first classes the boys stood in the hallways for a minute. Sweet Pea and Fangs were ready to intervene when it came to Y/n and Cheryl’s talk. But Jughead and Toni had convinced them to back down. Y/n could fight her own fights, they know that for a fact. But they still stood ready as back up if the Bulldogs so much as moved a finger.

“I think I’m in love.” Fangs stated as they watched the girls disappear.

“She’s a Serpent so I’m cool with it.” Sweet Pea stated with a shrug at his friend's words. Truth be told he’s just glad it’s not a Northsider.

Jughead cast a glare at Fangs before saying. “She’s like a sister to me. If you hurt her Fangs I’ll bury you somewhere no one will ever find the body.”

Fangs gulped looking Jug in the eyes promising. “If I can get her to actually say yes then I promise I’ll never hurt her. At least I won’t try to.”

Sweet Pea suddenly got a thought in his head and he smirked. “Jones, you said she’s like a daughter to your dad right?”

“Yup.” Jughead nodded, casting a confused look to the tall dark haired boy. And then it hit him.

Sweet Pea clapped Fangs on the back as he let out an amused laugh. “Good luck Forgarty.”

Fangs turned his head to look at Jughead hoping he could explain since it seemed like he understood what Sweet Pea meant. “Huh?”

“Sweet Pea’s hinting to the fact that you’ll be dating the honorary daughter of Fp Jones, leader of the Serpents.” Jughead explained, and it was true if Fnags could get Y/n to say yes then he would be seeing the confusion leave Fang's face and was replaced by worry and a hint of fear. Jug patted him on the shoulder before continuing. “Don’t worry Fangs. She’s worth it.”

Tag: @gruffle1

So I just finished Riverdale because I'm late on everything, BUT OH MY GOD SEASON TWO FINALE WAS LITERALLY THE MOST INTENSE THING EVER, I CRIED AND I RAGED LIKE MORE THAN SEVENTY TIMES, WHY DIDNT ANYONE WARN ME THAT ITD BE AN EMOTINAL ROLLER COASTER?!?!?!?!?!!

NSFW Alphabet: Sweet Pea

Fandom: Riverdale

Pairing: Sweet Pea x Reader

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NSFW ALPHABET: FP JONES II

Fandom: Riverdale

Pairing: FP Jones II x reader

VERY NSFW 18+ CONTAINS GRAPHIC GIFS AND LANGUAGE

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NSFW ALPHABET: TONI TOPAZ

Fandom: Riverdale

Pairing: Toni Topaz/Reader

Rating: Explict

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MASTERLIST

Posted: 2/22/2019

Updated: 12/09/2023

RIVERDALE

Sweet Pea

~One Shots~

 Color Me Drunk  (W.C. 2,340) (P.D. 4/24/2018)  Completed/Angst

Serpent men have the biggest egos... especially yours

 Hold You Tight  (W.C. 576) (P.D. 5/28/2018)  Completed/Slight Smut

He can practically hear the sighs and moans you make as he worships your body

 Just Tonight  (W.C. 4,642) (P.D. 5/23/2018)  Completed/Fluff

But when your lips touched his cheek, he not only knew that you are his now, but even more so... he is yours

 Too Close For Comfort  (WC. 2,893) (P.D.7/16/2018)  Completed/Angst

It wasn’t Fangs who was with Sweet Pea the night Archie Andrews pulled his gun out

I’m Not Her (WC.1,232) (P.D. 6/30/2019) Completed/Angst

“You’re in love with her.”   “Tell me I’m wrong,” you nearly begged.

Say Something (WC.1,842) (P.D.7/10/2019) Completed/Angst

Sweet Pea never thought he would be so f***ing ruined by a girl, but here he is, clutching the phone to his ear praying to anyone listening that you would pick up.

Sequel to “I’m Not Her”

Tear Me To Pieces (WC.1,738) (P.D. 8/20/2019) Completed/Angst

"You couldn't just stay away, could you?" Pea's eyes shine with unshed tears and bites his lip shaking his head. You can't stand it any longer. 

Part Three of “I’m Not Her” and “Say Something

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Bughead (Betty Cooper x Jughead Jones)

~One Shots~

 Heart of Fire (W.C. 910) (P.D. 6/19/2018)  Completed/Fluff

Jughead Jones has no doubt that he would do anything for Betty Cooper. Even sit through a stupid football game to watch her cheer

 Flounder (W.C. 1,647) (P.D. 6/29/2018)  Completed/Fluff

Betty Cooper takes it on her self to try to teach Jughead how to swim, and Alice and FP reconcile while watching them

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Falice (FP Jones II x Alice Cooper)

~One Shots~

This Ain’t A Love Song (W.C. 1,911) (P.D. 7/27/2018)  Completed/Angst

FP accepts that he will never be better than a one-night stand, but that doesn't make it hurt less

Flounder (W.C. 1,647) (P.D. 6/29/2018)  Completed/Fluff

Betty Cooper takes it on her self to try to teach Jughead how to swim, and Alice and FP reconcile while watching them

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NSFW Alphabet 

*Each chapter contains explict gifs and situations*

1. Sweet Pea (2019-01-30)

2. FP Jones II (2019-02-03)

3. Malachai (2019-02-09)

4. Toni Topaz (2019-02-20)

5. Reggie Mantle (2019-06-06)

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TWILIGHT

Paul Lahote

~One Shots~

Love, Hate, F******  Heartbreak  (P.D. 1/22/2019)  Completed/Angst

When you found out about the wolves and having a soulmate, it seemed that for once in your life things were finally looking up. But not everyone is grateful for the imprint, and eventually all the resentment and anger comes out leaving you devastated and wishing that you never even met the asshole Known as Paul Lahote

The Right Track (P.D. 2/13/2019) Completed/Angst

Sequel to Love, Hate, F****** Heartbreak!

After the night of which you and Paul’s arguments reached a new low, you deal with the aftermath in your own way. What will happen when your imprint appears and you must now face the anguish the both of you have suffered from a ‘needed’ time apart.

IT (2017)

Pennywise

Pepto Completed/Angst  

 ONE   TWO   THREE

Who knew? It seems clowns get carsick too…

Harry Potter 

~One Shots~

You Made Me This (W.C. 1554) (P.D. 12/09/2023) Completed/Angst

You just hope you'll hurt less once you say what you wish

NSFW ALPHABET: REGGIE MANTLE

Fandom: Riverdale

Pairing: Reggie Mantle/Reader

Rating: Explict

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I’m Not Her (W.C. 1,232)

Fandom: Riverdale

Pairing: Sweet Pea / Reader

Warnings: Swearing

Summary: “You’re in love with her, tell me I’m wrong,” you challenge.

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     "You are so unbelievable," you huff as you storm into the trailer. Tossing your jacket onto the sofa, you stomp your way into the bedroom.

    Sweet Pea is right on your heels, slamming the front door and making his way down the narrow hallway to lean against the door frame. He rolls his eyes and cockily tips his head.

    "As much as your sass is hot, you're starting to irritate daddy. Now either you cut this shit out and tell me what the hell crawled up your ass tonight or you knock this of to instead knock the headboard against the wall instead." He wiggles his eyebrows suggestively but you only glare at your boots as you unlace them and kick them off.

    "Is sex the only thing you ever think about, is that the only thing this relationship is based on. Is that all I am to you? Because I actually like you. That's why for the past two weeks I've planned a nice date night for you and I. I made the reservations, called off work, and bought this brand new outfit for you only to ignore me the minute you spot Archie with Josie!"

    Pea nods in mock consideration, before a smug smile cracks across his face. One you'd really love to smack away.

    "Oh, I get it. You're jealous!"

    You lean over to wail one of your boots at his smug face but, of course, the big oaf ducks before impact. Merely chooses instead to move to approach you and then pull your struggling form against his chest, a chuckle vibrating against your cheek.

    "Isn't that just adorable. Greens definitely your color, baby. But you're being more sensitive than usual, are you PMS-ing or something?"

    You grit your teeth and shove him as hard as you can, managing to put at least 2 feet between the two of you. You take pride in the shocked face Sweet Pea makes at your outburst.

    "You think this is a fucking joke? You  humiliated me."

    Sweet Pea recovers with an annoyed look and eye roll.

    " Jesus God, y/n, chill out. It's not a big fucking deal. You're so fucking irritating anymore."

    You've hit your limit. Instead of saying anything else to him, you decide to take your leave instead. Sweet Pea can't deny the sudden wave of panic as you push past him into the cramped living room. The one he first kissed you in, the one that held the multiple candles you would buy on a whim, the one you both decorated for Christmas with a tree and gifts. He can swear that the smile on your face while you decorated was brighter than any of those lights. He doesn't know why, but in those few seconds it took for you to walk out the door, he's taken back to every memory he's shared with you. His bedroom where you took care of him in when he'd over drink or when he caught the flu. The bed you made love in, well you referred to it as 'making love' but he crudely referred to it as fucking. He remembers how your face fell at that, and it felt like he couldn't breathe. He made his way to where you were pulling on your coat.

    "What are you doing?"

    "I'm leaving," and with those few words Pea's heart clenched.

    "So that's it? It's over?" 'Of course it is you idiot. You betrayed her, you hurt her. Coward.'

    He can't help but to flinch when you turn to him with a face void of any emotion, although your eyes were glassy, he didn't know which sight hurt more.

    "Don't act so surprised. You and I both knew this was coming, it's what you wanted after all, right? That's why you wanted to keep me a secret from people, why you kept on flirting with people, ditching me to listen in on her practices. Why you wouldn't even take me to prom, all because she was with someone other than you. While you were stuck with me, the girl who gave everything she had to you like an idiot." A few traitorous tears escape from the corners of your eyes and he moves to get near you, only stopping as your body goes rigid and you compose yourself once again.

    "I'm done being that idiot, your idiot, Pea. I know now that all I ever was to you was an easy lay, a cook, a maid, a cover-up, an excuse to show up everywhere she was. I was your dirty little secret, your second choice to the amazing Josie McCoy. I thought that I could change your mind, make you see how happy I could make you... even at the expense of my own. I thought if I tried hard enough that I could be enough for you, like she is. But I know now that I'm not her. And that is why I'm not enough for you. But I do know that the smartest thing Josie ever did, was turn away from your bullshit... something I wish I could've done from the beginning." Tears now course steadily down your cheeks, but a weight has lifted off your shoulders with each word. While to Sweet Pea, the words felt like a bullet to his heart.

    'No,' he thought, 'you're my everything. I was so stupid. I'm so sorry. I don't want her, you are enough.'

    "You're in love with her."

    Pea stands there with his mouth opening and closing like a fish, his mind going a million miles an hour with all the things he desperately wants to tell you. 'No. NO. Don't think that baby, you are my light. My love. My happiness. I was just so scared of you, of how much you changed me, changed me into someone so much better than a serpent asshole. I fell for you so hard, so quick, it was easier to push you away than to endure the way you make my heart race the minute I set my eyes on you.' Words he couldn't bring his mouth to say.

    "Tell me I'm wrong," you nearly begged. Oblivious to the war raging inside the boy in front of you, holding your breath in anticipation that for once, he would choose you.

    'yourwrongyourwrongyourwrongyourwrongyourwrongyourwrongyourwrongyourwrongyourwrongyourwrongyourwrongyourwrongyourwrongyourwrongyourwrongyourwrong'

    You nod your head, accepting his silence as his answer. You put your hand on the doorknob and suddenly Pea remembers his functioning vocal cords, but all rational words all pleas and professions of love escape him in his last ditch effort to get you to not leave.

    "Wh-where are you going?"

    "I'm going home."

    'NoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNo'

    "But, but you are home."

    You don't answer, instead pulling the door open and palming your keys. And in that last moment, before you step out of the trailer, out of his life and this single sided relationship, you turn to meet his dark eyes one last time. You don't see the man you fell in love with, not the man who would cook you breakfast in bed, the man you gave your first time to, the man you dumbly hoped to marry one day. No, he wasn't any of those anymore. He was your first heartbreak, a lesson to be learned.

    "Not anymore."

    And with that slamming of the door, the boy fell to his knees in grief while you, like all the memories, were gone.

Say Something (W.C. 1,842)

Fandom: Riverdale

Pairing: Sweet Pea / Reader

Rating: Teen and Up

Warnings: Cussing, Underage Drinking

Summary: Sweet Pea never thought he would be so f***ing ruined by a girl, but here he is, clutching the phone to his ear praying to anyone listening that you would pick up.

*Can be read as sequel to “I’m Not Her” or can be read alone*

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     Sweet Pea never thought he would be so fucking ruined by a girl, but here he is, clutching the phone to his ear praying to anyone listening that you would pick up.

    "Hey this is y/n, I'm not around to pick up bu-"

    "Damn it!" He punches the red call button and leans back against his headboard, phone tossed away and his hands tugging through his hair. It's been a week since you walked out and he feels as if he's going fucking insane without you. The only other times he's cried so hard were when his parents abandoned him as a kid, and when he nearly lost his best friend. But this was different. When he's gone through hard times before, he had you. You were the light of his life and his fuck-up caused him to be alone. Sweet Pea struggles to swallow around the lump in his throat, eyes burning from continuous tears. He's a mess.

    He needs you. He knows that now. With you he felt powerful, attractive, safe... loved. But you're gone, and he feels like he might die from the aching in his chest, from every single fucking memory of you two running through his head. Beer, he needs a beer, multiple. Pea wobbles on his feet and slowly makes his way into the catastrophe of which is his den. He took all of his pain out on the trailer for the first three days, and it shows. Pea pushes the flipped couch out of his way, eyes trained on the dinky fridge that hold his newest best friend. Said fridge is bare of all edible substances aside from the four 6-packs Fang's gifted him when he heard of the breakup. Fuck, even the word makes his heart spasm. He grabs a bottle and pops it open, leaning against the counter. He takes a long swig, welcoming the bitter taste. 

          Pea doesn't know how much longer he could live like this. Hell, he's had to hold himself back from running to your house even if it's just to catch a glance at you. Because he sees everything but you anymore. The coat hook, empty. His shower void of all your soaps, your side of the closet... bare. He feels like you're a ghost now and he's frantic to just prove that you were ever in his life at all! But the loneliness that's slowly suffocating Pea proves that you are very much real. You were his, for a short while, but he was the one that never took 'being yours' seriously. He remembers your face when you begged him to just be honest about how he feels for you, that he loves you. But he couldn't. Not because of anything other than he's a coward that doesn't deserve you. He remembers when Betty and Jughead came to get the things you left behind, Jones had to almost sit on him so Betty could come in and out safely, taking all he had left of you.

      Pea starts to shake as the next wave of this ever-lasting mental breakdown comes upon him. He wishes this was all just some stupid fucking nightmare and he would wake up to you squirming away from his snores in your ear. He would let you go, but before you could get off the bed, he's grab you back and crawl on top of you. He'd whisper all the naughty things he wanted to do to you, watching the lust dance across your eyes. Pea would nearly lose it as you let out a little moan, grinding against his bottom half, him kissing your neck-

    "God fucking damn it!" Pea wails his bottle against the wall and slowly slides down to the floor, begging someone -anyone - to put him out of his misery.

    "Fuck, y/n," his voice cracking into uncontrollable sobs. He can't be bothered to try to make his way into the bed as his vision darkens, finally giving into exhaustion on the glass ridden tile. 

      A little while later, a few forceful pounds on his door stirs Pea out of his drunken stupor, but only to groan, hoping if he stays somewhat quiet that whoever out there will get the fucking hint. He wants to suffer, alone. Pea imagines you're doing the same thing, at least he hopes you're as broken up about this as he is. Soon the bangs stop, but before he could slip away again, a powerful shove sends his door nearly off its hinges, no doubt cracking the frame. Pea nearly uses all of his energy to sit up, seeing double of a certain purple haired vixen. Fuck he want her seeing him like this. He tries to scramble to his feet as Toni looks around in shock.

    "What the hell did you do? I was expecting a mess, but it's like a fucking war zone Pea!"

    "Why are you here?"

    "You're joking right? You haven't left here in a week and you've been ignoring every single person who's tried to get you. I'm the last resort!"

    Pea just lolls his head back against the counter and closes his eyes, trying to block out the spinning room.

    "Fuck off." Toni just snorts at that and makes her way into the kitchen, only sighing at the broken glass. Neither of them speak as she fetches the broom to clean it up. Soon she just slumps down next to Pea, slightly gagging at the alcohol rolling off of him in waves. Pea just hopes she'll get bored with his silence and just leave, but Toni just plays with her bracelet, trying to find the right words.

    "Do, do you want to talk about it?"  Pea finally turns to look at her, and she flinches slightly at his bloodshot eyes and red skin, making it clear how broken he feels right now. She's at a loss, never having seen him so torn up over something before. He usually is so good at burying his feels, so having his face being so easy to read shakes her a little.

    "Have you seen her?"       Toni takes a deep breath, hesitating a little before giving a solemn nod. She can't stand to look at him as she continues.

    "Yeah, I've seen her around lately." Pea swallows and then asks the inevitable.

    "H-how is she?"

    "She-e was very upset before, but-" Toni cuts off taking more interest in her jeans at the moment. Pea's anger spikes again as he shoves her shoulder.

    "But?" Toni just sighs and runs her fingers through her hair. 

     "I don't think you want to know-"

    "Quit fucking around."

    "She-s, she's... happy." Pea whips his head around, furrowing his brows. What the fuck does she mean you're happy. You should be a hermit, constantly crying like he is. You were never a good liar, so he's sure you aren't faking, but, but that just pisses him off! How fucking dare you being happy without him.

    "Happy? Happy! Are you fucking serious?!" Anyone else would be shocked, but Toni would expect this. Still, she couldn't help being a bit coy.

    "I though you're supposed to say that you're just happy because she's happy and all that sappy shit." He only just glares and then turns to face the wall.

    "No. I don't want her happy unless she's with me. I'm a selfish mother fucker. Who the fuck does she think she is? She should be wallowing in sadness and alcohol like I am, not fucking acting like she's celebrating! If she was here right now I'd-"

    "But shes not. And she's not your fucking problem anymore, so your opinion means shit."

     Pea just puts his head down, accepting the loss just a little more. Toni feels bad at cutting his rant off, but for Pea, being drunk and angry wouldn't do anyone good! She stands up and reaches her hand out to him. He stumbles to his feet and they make the journey to the bedroom. Pea just flops face down to the bed and Toni just stands there, unsure if it's safe to leave him right now.  

   "You don't have to fucking babysit me, I'm not gonna do anything stupid." Pea mumbles from his pillow. Knowing how Pea is when he's drunk, Toni just shifts and then grabs him a glass of water, and leaves with a final worried glance. Pea tries to fall back asleep, but Toni's words keep ringing through his head.  

   "She's happy."   

  He doesn't know if its the loneliness or alcohol that leads him to try calling you again, already expecting the same voicemail message.

      "What do you want Pea?"

    He nearly falls off the bed at the sound of your voice, you picked up! He fumbles with words and you only huff at the silence, ready to hang up.    

 "No,wait, y/n. I-I've been trying to get ahold of you," and then he pauses... the anger kicking in, "why the fuck haven't you been answering me?" He doesn't need to see you to know you're doing an eyeroll right about now.     

"Why the hell do you care? I'm not your girl Pea, so it's none of your business. Did you call just to fucking chew me out? Me life doesn't revolve around you anymore."  

   Pea takes a deep breath, eyes starting to blur with tears.

    "No-no. I'm sorry I didn't mean to- I, uh, I just," he takes a moment to collect himself, "I just really miss you... I lo-"

    "Don't say you love me."

    "W-what the fuck do you mean? Why not? Are you with someone," Pea rambles. His emotions giving both of you whiplash. You just ignore his ramble, trying to keep your voice steady.

    "Because with you, every time you say you love me, it means a little less."

    Your voice nearly cracks, and you wince, hoping he hadn't caught it. But he did, and it gave him hope to push a little more.

    "So you just want me to forget about you, about us? There definitely has to be someone else, who the fuck is he. Is it Andrews? Mantle?"

    "Oh just shut up Pea, can't you just accept that maybe I'd rather bealone than with you? Do you think I'm that much of a floozy?"

    "Fine, if that's how you feel. Then do this one thing for me. Then I'll leave you alone, you won't hear a fucking peep from me. Just, swear to me that this mean nothing to you."

    You nearly choke on your cries, but you know what he's doing. He playing you, even now.

    "That's not the po-"

    "I want an answer, dammit!"

    "You aren't gonna get the answer you want Pea."

    "Lie to me then."

    You need to stay strong, to prove that you will survive without him. That you don't need him.      

    "Don't call this number again."

    "Y/n, I'll keep calling for the rest of the night if I have to, until you answer me."

    "Guess you'll have a long night then."   

    You left him once again that night.

Tear Me To Pieces (W.C. 1,738)

Fandom: Riverdale

Word Count: 1,738

Pairing: Sweet Pea / Reader

Rating:  Teens and Up

Summary: "You couldn't just stay away, could you?" Pea's eyes shine with unshed tears and bites his lip shaking his head. You can't stand it any longer. 

WARNINGS:  Cussing

Part One I’m Not Her

Part Two Say Something

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    You sigh as yet another call vibrates through your phone, disrupting the rare moment of peace you're finally experiencing. You know its him. Pea wasn't joking when he promised to be relentless. It's been a rough month since your last conversation, but thats something you won't ever tell another soul. Riverdale doesn't exactly have the best track record of keeping secrets, so you bode well to suffer in silence.  But damn, you miss him so much. Crying yourself to sleep nearly every night has taken not only a mental toll on your body, but quite noticeably a physical as well. You've barely eaten, face slightly gaunter and dark purple bags under your eyes. And mentally, you're  exhausted, a constant war waging inside of your mind. To give in or fight through the loneliness.

     But when the  phone started to ring again, your body makes the choice, launching at your phone to quickly answer it. 

   "Hello," you flinch at the croak that comes from you. 

    "Y/n, Jesus-Christ in Prada boots, you sound like shit, everyone's been trying to get ahold of you for the past 3 weeks! Three! Where the hell have you been?" You almost hate yourself for the small stab of disappointment that it wasn't him but you merely wince at Cheryl's blunt response.  Before you could muster up a crappy excuse, you hear a sigh and the phone being snatched away by her pink haired beau.

    "Don't mind her, Y/n, she doesn't take being ignored well - baby, no, I love you for it don't worry- ," her voice gets softer when she talks to her girlfriend. You hate the tears that well up in your eyes at tone, and you hate your mind for replaying all the times you were addressed in that soft tone, from your own love. Fucking. Hell.

     "Y/N, you still there?" You shake your head, trying to calm your racing mind.

      "Yeah, I-I'm here," You take a deep breath hoping for your voice to be at least a little more steady, "I'm sorry for disappearing on you guys, I've just had a lot to think about. And I think best alone, but I-I think I'll be o-okay now." 

     You almost laugh at your own lie as you catch sight of your horrid appearance in your dresser mirror. 'Okay' when the fuck is anybody really okay? What does okay even mean? The awkward silence ensues as Toni decides within herself whether it would be better to call you out on your lie, or not. You can just imagine the standoff going on between the two Vixens right now, no doubt having you on speaker, and no doubt one wanting to call your bullshit more than the other. A disgruntled groan is your only warning before you realize that yes, you're in for it..

     "Okay? Yeah, and you're also not supposed to mix gold and silver jewelry but does it look like I give a damn? Listen, what I'm about to tell you is what you told me when my darling JJ was taken by the cold clutches of death and deceit. Get your shit together. Take off the stupid Snoopy PJ's that I know you're wearing. Put on a bra, yes, the buckle type, boo-hoo. Pull on the red dress in the closet that I got you and do whatever you have to do to get the rest of you presentable. Blow torch, laser, hell I don't care, but you got 5 minutes till I'm picking your sulking ass up. We're going out."

     You're stunned when the line goes dead, eyeing your PJ's with wonder. You're not sure what being gifted you Cheryl Blossom, God or the Devil, but you know you're dead if you don't start running around now. Off you go, moving more than you had in the past few weeks, and becoming out-of-breath embarrassingly fast. You stand in front of the mirror, contemplating what to do with your hair. Luckily you sleep in braids so it's not a complete rats-nest, and you're relieved when soft waves fall past your shoulders. Your pale complexion and purple bags can't be helped much, so you decide to just fuck it and go without makeup. You're not trying to impress anyone anyways. 

     You're shuffling your way to the door, when it's suddenly thrown open and in strolls your raptor. Cheryl eyes you before scoffing and rolling her eyes, reaching her hand into the bag Toni is holding. Toni sends a sympathetic smile before Cheryl's tossing a pair of low-heeled sandals your way. You eye them and then eye the determined aura surrounding the red bombshell, deciding to pick your battles instead, and begrudgingly pull on the stupid shoes. Cheryl puckers her lips scanning your face but a look from Toni sends her stomping her way back into the car, Toni and you following behind. As you settle into the back seat, you fold your arms and stare out the window, wishing you could crawl back into bed right this minute. Stupid caring friends. Cheryl turns on the radio, drowning out the heavy silence with some upbeat tempo. 

     "Where are we going?" Toni reaches up to adjust her mirror till you can see the dazzling smile she sends your way, which you're sure she meant to be reassuring but actually worried you more.       "Well, Veronica's having a little get together at the speak easy so Cheryl and I thought it would be good to get you out and about. Betty and the rest of them will be there too!" You bristle a little at the thought of being around so many people so soon,  you feel like you're coming out of mourning. But you need to move on, you tell yourself, enough hiding away. You just nod, tongue too heavy to give any other reply, but also too heavy to ask your only question. An unspoken one that Toni can catch in the  glint of your eye.

      "No. He- he went out with Fangs tonight. Figured you two weren't ready to be around each other yet."

        You turn back to the window, fighting down a new wave of tears but Christ, you weren't sure if they were from relief of disappointment of his absence. You don't have time to ponder it though, you've arrived and Cheryl practically throws herself out of the car desperate to get to the soirée. You step out continuously tugging at your dress and Cheryl fusses with your hair before linking herself between you and Toni before strutting up to the packed venue. Cheryl pushes the three of you past the line of people, and you can't help but to giggle as Toni sends out apologies to the other jilted guests. You breathe a sigh of relief as you finally descend into the speakeasy, quickly staring in wonder at all the beautiful decorations. You don't know how long you stand with your mouth open but soon Cheryl's placing a drink into your hand and pushing you towards your group of friends to 'mingle.' 

    "Y/n, I've been so worried," Betty pauses during her skip towards you to glance back at her beanie wearing shadow who offers a soft smile and a nod," we've been worried." You gently squeeze her when you're drawn into her arms, trying to keep all your thoughts and emotions buried deep. You refuse to be anymore of a burden.

    "No need, I'm a big girl Betty. It's just a little high-school drama."  

    You pray she buys the smile that you plaster on your face, a timid one is returned though it doesn't dull the concern shining through her eyes. You need to get the attention off of you.

    "So where's V?" Betty looks at you for a - painstakingly long - moment more but then turns to point out the hardworking entrepreneur behind the 'bar.' Perfect.

    "I'm gonna grab a refill," you lift your empty glass, "want anything?" At her quick deny you scurry off before any other intervention of feelings come upon you. You've only been here for 5 minutes but you're already wanting to steal Toni's car to go home. No doubt the Cherry Bloodhound would catch you, but maybe some air would help just as much. Your legs move faster at the idea and soon you're pushing past some ignorant kids making out in the phone booth, flashing a small wave at Pop's before you're out the door. You face the building running your hands down your face and the brisk air filling your lungs. Finally alone.  

    "Y-Y/n," a wavers a voice from behind you.

    For fucks sake.

    The voice, his, sends shivers through your body but it looks as if you were shivering. You feel him walking closer, practically feeling his breath on your neck, but instead of his hands a jackets placed over your shoulders. You whip around, and Pea's eyes widen as he steps back, afraid he's crossed the line already. Your eyes asses over his figure, taking in the similar purple bags under his eyes that haunt your own. He's in nothing but a white t-shirt, his breath visible in the cold air. You move to return the jacket but he steps back again, shoving his hands in his pockets.

    "P-please, it's cold. I don't want you out here freezing. " You don't know what to say, the awkward silence causing you both to look down at your feet hoping maybe it would swallow you whole. 

    "Listen, I, uh, I promised Toni that I wouldn't show up here tonight. I- I was with Fangs but I, well," he stops to scratch the back of his neck, you blushing when you catch the slight show of skin as his shirt lifts. A surge of anger hits you, but more at yourself than him. Embarrassed at how much control he still has over your body but too bad it doesn't come out that way.

    "You couldn't just stay away, could you?" You push away the guilt that stabs you when he flinches, looking away,  at your brash tone.  Pea's eyes shine with unshed tears and bites his lip shaking his head. You can't stand it any longer. Your blood is roaring in your ears as you close the last the last few feet of distance and clutch the neckline of his shirt, dragging his face down to yours.

    "I swear I really fucking hate you." Then you mold your lips to his.

The snake

They always warn you of the snake.

Their words: “Be careful my child, it’ll bite you. Don’t you see the pure evil in its eyes?”

Like all children we of course disobeyed their orders and we set out to search for the snake.

At first I didn’t trust it. That changed when it started whispering in my ear.

The danger of being around it made the adrenaline rush through my veins.

But it never hurt me. It became my companion, my friend.

It might’ve hurt you but I never noticed. And one day you didn’t join me on our visits anymore. And I had the snake all to myself.

The smoothness and coldness of its curves calmed me down and warmed my heart.

The snake slowly and secretly slithered its way into my heart.

And now I can’t spend a day without thinking of its green scales.

It will slither its way into your heart too.

Inspired by Riverdale