#𝔠𝔞𝔰𝔱 𝔫𝔬𝔱 𝔶𝔬𝔲𝔯 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔫𝔢 𝔞𝔱 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔴𝔞𝔶𝔴𝔞𝔯𝔡 𝔡𝔞𝔲𝔤𝔥𝔱𝔢𝔯

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𝔞𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔶𝔰𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔴𝔰 ⊱⋆⊰ 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔭𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔢𝔫 ⊱⋆⊰ 𝔴𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔰𝔞𝔪𝔭𝔩𝔢

    It hurt her to think about it, to imagine going back to a life without Archie.  She would miss him – she already missed him, and he was standing right in front of her.  She missed the feeling of security that used to come with his presence, the knowledge that he would never let anything bad happen to her.  She would miss making breakfast together, dancing around the kitchen as they cooked.  She would miss their sleepovers, climbing into his bed after a nightmare or staying up all night catching up on their lives, until she was too tired to return to the other room.  More than anything, though, she would miss having a big brother.  

            She would even miss her tentative friendship with Veronica, the evenings spent playing dress up with her and Kevin, the group chat they’d shared.  She remembered the SoDale Open House, how Veronica had trusted her, and only her, to protect her from Nick St Clair.  She remembered the Matchelorette party, and the games of Secrets And Sins, even the outfits that still lived in the back of Jughead’s closet.  She had thought that maybe she could be friends with the heiress, but Veronica had actively and enthusiastically assisted her father, and Amy could no longer be sure if their friendship had ever been genuine, or if she had always been laying the groundwork for Hiram.

            She wouldn’t miss Betty, though.  Would never miss the judgemental stares and holier-than-thou hypocrisy.  She wouldn’t miss the way the blonde thought that a single speech made up for a lifetime of derision towards the Southside, wouldn’t miss the way she talked about Amy or her partners.

            But she would miss Jughead, if he chose the blonde.  She would miss everything about the boy, from his beanie to his literary references to the way he always pushed his plate closer to her when she wasn’t eating.  She would miss the flirting and how easily he blushed and the way he fit so perfectly with them, as if they were always meant to be five – or six, once Joaquin was back with them.  She would miss the way he defended her to the other Serpents, even before they had become friends, and the way that he always seemed to know what she needed to hear.  She would miss being on the same wavelength as him, working as a perfect team without needing to talk about it.  She would miss –

            Her train of thought was interrupted by Jughead catching her eye, watching her with obvious concern, and Amy realized something.  He hadn’t chosen, yet.  She hadn’t lost him, and maybe she wouldn’t. 

multifandom / riverdale / oc friendly (X)

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𝔞𝔪𝔢𝔱𝔥𝔶𝔰𝔱 𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔯𝔢𝔴𝔰 ⊱⋆⊰ 𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔭𝔢𝔫𝔱 𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔢𝔫

fandom: riverdale ( can be played as multifandom / crossover )

open to: platonic relationships with original or canon characters ( potentially open to romantic as well! )

content warnings: child abuse, medical trauma, alcoholism, drug use and addiction, violence, medical abuse, conversion therapy, mental illness, suicidal thoughts, sexual abuse of a child, references to pedophilia, assault — also not friendly towards cheryl blossom or betty cooper

Amethyst Adams was 8 years old when her father died, 12 when she joined the Serpents, and 15 when her adoptive father, Fred Andrews, was shot in a diner. Between trying to run a gang, keep her family alive, and maybe, just maybe, not die along the way, her return to Riverdale never had a chance of going smoothly.

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faceclaim: kaya scodelario

age: 15

ships: queerplatonic poly Serpents, endgame romantic Sweet Pea & Jughead Jones

friends: the teen serpents, archie andrews, kevin keller, malachai, fp jones, fred andrews

affiliations / allies: the southside serpents, riverdale high

enemies: alice cooper, hiram lodge, sheriff keller, betty cooper, the sisters of quiet mercy, the blossom family

timeline: riverdale 2x01 onwards

alignment: chaotic good

enneagram type: type 8 — the challenger

soul type: the king

mbti: istp-t — the virtuoso

Hogwarts House: slytherin

Element: fire

Trope: face of an angel, mind of a demon

Theme Song: wayward daughter, brown bird

Quote: I am a toy that people enjoy til all of the tricks don’t work anymore