#Jordan Connor imagines

[hadesrise]

beware of the nicest guy.

summary ➳ even the nicest guy turns violent when provoked. patience isn’t forever.

pairings ➳ sweet pea x male reader

warnings ➳ fluff, violence, reggie being an asshole, foul language, homophobia, homophobic slur, mentions of being ganged up, broken bones, blood, no use of (y/n)

author’s note ➳ i’ve always done this trope, haven’t i? 😔 previously written on closedmadness, edited. that one will be deleted.

Northsiders refusing to welcome Southsiders isn’t an unfamiliar matter in the northside of Riverdale. Nearly everyone was the same; prejudice littered across the town with judgmental stares and narrow-mindedness that serves as immaturity, their lack of human decency evident with the way they’d rather spread hatred and negativity than actually get to know the Southsiders.

It’s gotten a lot boring, if the Southside Serpents were being honest.

Being constantly picked on by Reggie Mantle and the Bulldogs while the others watched, it was getting too old and unamusing for the gang. There’s nothing new to the way Reggie spits insults after insults that doesn’t even offend them in the slightest, the lack of creativity just making him seem like an unloved child. His mouth continuously moved despite the Serpents displaying a bored look on their faces, his superiority complex getting the best of him and causing him to be blind to his surroundings.

It was supposed to be the same; get picked on, everyone ignores, the Bulldogs get tired and leave, just like that. However, a new unfamiliar presence disrupted the routine that everyone seemingly fell into.

Adorned in an indie outfit of white button down, brown vest and khaki trousers that’s almost out of place in Riverdale High from its simplicity, you hurriedly walked towards the commotion and separated the Bulldogs from the Serpents by shoving Reggie back. The jock stumbled back from the force before glaring at you, who didn’t hesitate to stand tall in front of the Southsiders without much thought.

The Serpents who were in front, Sweet Pea, Toni and Fangs seemed taken aback by your protective stance, how you stood as if you were shielding them from the stupid jocks. They stared at the back of your head as you stared at Reggie, deeply unimpressed.

“Won’t there be a day where I don’t hear you making a fuss?” You asked rhetorically, sighing and adjusting the files you were holding in one arm. “It’s about time you grow up and act like your age, Mantle.”

Reggie sarcastically smiled, ignoring your remarks. “If it isn’t the nicest guy in Riverdale.” He tilted his head, “You would get nothing out of defending these fuckers, Mr. President. It’s only pointless, so get out of my way.”

“Picking on them is also pointless, what are you exactly trying to prove?” You retort, raising one of your eyebrows and shoving your empty hand in the pocket of your trousers. “This childish and immature actions must be definitely coming from being spoiled like a brat by your parents, but I assure you, you look nothing like but a pathetic attention-seeking bitch for going after people that couldn’t even give a single penny to care about you.”

A snicker erupts from behind you, undoubtedly from a couple of the Serpents, as Reggie clenched his jaw and stepped forward with a harsh glare.

“The fuck did you just say?”

“I’m sure you’re not deaf.” You fiercely met his eyes, unbothered by how he looks like he could punch you any moment. “I’m also sure what I said was true, but you’ll only prove me right if you attack me right now.” Your eyes cunningly glinted under the school lights.

Reggie grits his teeth, glares at the Serpents for a few moments before turning around to walk away, his teammates following behind.

A deep sigh escapes your lips as soon as he was out of sight, pinching the bridge of your nose under your round spectacles and turning around in your place to see the Serpents still standing there, observing you. They all plastered a curiosity on their faces since you were a new sight to them, someone who had never caught their eyes before. It’s also intriguing how you seem much more… nonchalant and mature than the other students, your atmosphere holding calmness that’s rare to find in people they’ve encountered.

“I apologize on their behalf. I know you could’ve handled it by yourselves, but settling things down is my job around here.” You formed an apologetic smile, which surprised them, along with the friendliness in your tone. No one had ever talked or looked at them like that. It was strange to interact with someone who had no malice or negativity in the atmosphere.

“Don’t be sorry!” Toni grinned, holding her hand out. “I’m Toni. These are Fangs and Sweet Pea.”

You shook her hand and introduced yourself before looking at the two guys on both of her sides, Sweet Pea’s eyes lingering on you causing you to flash him a shy smile and look back at Toni, gesturing to her pink hair. “I really like your hair, it’s pretty.”

“Thanks,” She happily fluffed her hair with her hands.

“This is probably your first time seeing me here, I’m actually the school president although Cheryl likes to act more like it.” You explained with a chuckle.

Sweet Pea raised his brows, “How come you’re not around?”

“I’ve been doing charity work for my family’s business,” You shrugged. “Teaching kids basic lessons, serving foods and drinks to people in need, visiting nursing homes, taking care of people with disability, something like that. My family’s business provide help to all community that needs a helping hand.”

Your explanation left them impressed as their eyes fell on the files in your arm, some posters and documents sticking out from it. There were also sticky notes and note tabs that shows your effort to the project, which revealed your genuineness to help people. Perhaps, Reggie Mantle was really telling the truth when he said you’re the nicest guy in Riverdale. The way you smiled was genuine and warm, as if it came from the bottom of your heart, looking at them with nothing but kindness and friendliness behind your bright eyes that sparkles in excitement.

Toni found you adorable, your softness coming off as unexpected from your sophisticated attitude. Fangs found you cool, your lack of hesitation in calling out other’s bullshit even when people were just muttering among themselves making him laugh and want to befriend you more.

Sweet Pea, on the other hand, found you endearing. You were like a bright soul that got lost in a jungle full of animals, the only sane and more human person in this town. Your soothing laugh tugs at the strings on his heart as warmth spreads across his chest, an unfamiliar feeling building up in his stomach. He admires the way you push your glasses up with one finger when it slides down, the way you furrow your brows when concentrating, the way your fingers flip the page of the files you’ve made by yourself.

You had enthusiastically joined them in class when you found out they shared the same one as you, choosing to sit near them so you’ll be able to have hushed conversations while the teacher discussed some nonsense.

Everyday, you would spend time with them despite the amount of students wanting to converse with you, becoming some sort of an unofficial member of their little circle as you share them some accomplishments you’ve achieved. Getting taught by you in their studies proved to be so much effective than listening to boring professors when Sweet Pea discovered he actually excelled at mathematics while Toni at history and Fangs at science, with Jughead not being surprised at the outcome. He did expect it since you were one of the most excellent students.

The four of them occupied the seats on the corner of the classroom, Jughead and Toni on the last row with Sweet Pea and Fangs on the front, unbothered by the subtle looks being thrown their way as you sat in front of them concentrated on a paper. You were seemingly working on another project for your family business.

Sweet Pea couldn’t help but stare at you, admiring how your structured features shift each time you come up with ideas. He wanted to ask you on something about the paperwork he was doing, but admiring you first seemed ideal in his head.

Feeling someone drill a hole on the side of your face, you turned to meet Sweet Pea’s eyes and your features softened, a warm smile spreading across your lips. He made sure to engrave it in his eyes.

“What’s up, Pea? You’re staring.” You chuckled, sounding like a soothing melody in Sweet Pea’s ears as his face also softens.

“I kinda need help with this,” He says, voice uncharacteristically quiet and warm, scooting closer to show you his notebook. “You okay with me bothering you for a bit?”

“Sure, I wouldn’t mind.” You shrugged and settled your pen on top of the desk, fully facing him to start explaining where he didn’t understand. Sweet Pea kept nodding each time you explained, his gaze never leaving your face yet still understanding everything you say, a subtle almost peaceful smile across his lips.

Both of you had failed to notice the three of your friends burning holes into the two of you.

“Are they…?” Jughead trailed off, pointing at you.

Both Toni and Fangs shook their heads, “Not yet, unfortunately.” They replied in sync before Fangs adds, “Though I think it’s a matter of time before Sweets make a move.”

“Bet,” Jughead smirks.

They weren’t wrong.

The Serpents and the Corefour with Kevin and Cheryl gathered in the cafeteria, unbothered by looks shot by Northsiders as they conversed among one another, light meals in front of each of them with the exception of Sweet Pea who was restlessly drumming on the table with his hands. He keeps looking back at the entrance, as if he expects someone to barge in any moment.

Toni and Fangs exchanged a glance with smirks before Jughead nudged Sweet Pea lightly to catch his attention. “Where’s your lunch?”

“Didn’t get any,” The tall serpent shrugged, but failing to hide his excitement despite his attempt.

“Right, ‘cause your boyfriend’s making you one.” Toni snickers, wiggling her eyebrows teasingly. Sweet Pea scoffed and rolled his eyes, but couldn’t resist the smile spreading across his lips.

The cafeteria doors opened as you finally enter with a lunch box and box of cupcakes in both hands, your eyes scanning across the room before falling on your boyfriend. A smile easily crossing Sweet Pea’s face when you waved enthusiastically and started rushing towards their table.

He immediately pulls you to sit on his lap and you peck him on the lips as a greeting, making your friends let out awes. You giggled after pulling away, making him smile. “What’s up, baby?”

“I made a lunch for you,” You showed him the round metallic lunch box with an excited grin. “It’s really not much, but I’m confident with my cooking skills so I promise it’s not poisonous. I also baked cupcakes!” Placing the lunch box in front of Sweet Pea on the table, you set the box of cupcakes down in the middle to ensure it wasn’t just for your lover.

Sweet Pea’s eyes sparkled in joy, his atmosphere radiating happiness that the Serpents had almost never seen him with. His anger issues tend to be the most noticeable trait of him, but ever since he got with you, they feel like it calmed down a bit. He kisses you on the cheek as a sign of gratitude before opening the lunch box and coming across his favourite foods, making his smile widen if that was possible. It made you smile softly, ruffling the back of his hair.

“Aww, aren’t there any for us?” Fangs asked, his arm thrown around Kevin’s shoulders.

“I want some too,” Toni whines beside Cheryl, attempting to reach her hand into the lunch box but being swatted lightly by Sweet Pea with a glare.

“Don’t you fucking dare.”

You laughed at their interaction and gestured to the thick and big box of cupcakes, “I couldn’t make lunch so I over-baked some cupcakes. Sorry pals, maybe next time.”

Everyone letting out cheers and noises of excitement, Cheryl stands up to open the big package and distribute each, the delicious sweet scent of baked goods making them sniff it. Awing at the sight of different flavoured cupcakes, Fangs couldn’t help but take a bite of his chocolate flavoured one, letting out satisfied noises before holding it out for Kevin to have a taste.

You also picked a banana flavoured cupcake for yourself after observing their reactions, pleased at the satisfaction and pleasant surprise coating their faces. Having a mother who opened her own bakery by your house had its perks; you were able to learn how to bake and cook many things through helping her, making it your new hobby. It also helped greatly in terms of charity work — you can share foods to people who aren’t financially capable and give them the opportunity to taste what they’ve never tasted before. Your father became even more proud that you’ve found more ways than one to help the people in need.

“This is so fucking good,” Sweet Pea remarks while munching on the lunch you gave him, oblivious to the loving gaze you had on him.

Everyone watches with soft smiles on their faces, how equally in love with each other you looked despite the obvious differences between your upbringing.

It came as a shock to everyone — except the Serpents — when the news spread that the nicest guy in Riverdale and the rage filled Serpent were dating. Some people placed a bet on how long it will last, some people showed their prejudice and disappointment, some people genuinely didn’t care.

Offhanded commentators were quickly shut off when the two of you displayed affection and love towards each other and ignored them entirely. No one could even tell you in person how much you let them down for associating with the worst one of Serpents because you always acted ignorant with too much happiness. If someone were to tell you that it was a terrible choice to date Sweet Pea, they were met with your passive-aggressive remarks on questionable choices they’ve made in the past that you somehow knew about. It got terrifying, to say the least.

The difference in your upbringing, status, or anything else didn’t matter at all. Neither of you judged each other for what you are.

Sweet Pea never questioned your unconditional kindness despite feeling upset when you let assholes slide, instead choosing to get angry at them for your sake. You never questioned his status as a gang member despite the several unpleasant rumours about Southside Serpents, instead choosing to learn what he does in their daily life and educate yourself.

The two of you fit together perfectly like a puzzle, as if you were each other’s missing piece. Arguments happen sometimes, but it’s quickly finished before the next day.

Really funny how the most healthy and non-toxic relationship in all of Riverdale is between a young Serpent and a young Humanitarian.

Unsurprisingly, the Serpents were quick to treat you as their own even before Sweet Pea had begun dating you. Your lack of judgment made every single one of them comfortable in your presence, often greeting you wherever you go and even helping you out when you need an extra hand, unafraid to be themselves knowing you wouldn’t think low of them. Your boyfriend’s friends were the most happiest at how their gang was being treated by you; all of them had nearly forgotten what it’s like to be seen as normal.

However, one question always remained in the back of their heads.

Could you get violent if pushed hard enough?

You never were.

There’s always an angelic halo floating above your head no matter where you go and no matter how aggressive your mouth gets. Sure, you spit out impressive insults sometimes when you get truly irritated by some idiotic behaviour, but that never really changed anyone’s perspective that you couldn’t hurt a fucking fly.

You were still soft, still kind. It’s impossible to even think about you having violent outbursts, it just seems too uncharacteristic of you.

Sweet Pea was always the one to throw fists when someone insults you knowing you’d never defend yourself. He’s the hot-headed while you were the cool-headed. It’s always been like that, and everyone refused to believe otherwise. After all, how can a Humanitarian go against what they usually do — helping people?

The obnoxious sound of Bulldogs’ laughter causes your smile to vanish in an instant as they approach with Reggie in front, leading them like a pack of filthy dogs as usual. Your friends stopped as well, each displaying a look of annoyance.

“What a bunch of losers sharing lil’ cupcakes,” Reggie mocks, earning snickers from his teammates.

Veronica rolled her eyes at their childishness, “Oh my god, just leave.”

“Shut up, bitch.” Reggie spat and Veronica was quick to hold her boyfriend Archie back, shaking her head to tell him it isn’t worth it. The Bulldogs laughed when the ginger sat back down, cockiness evident on their body language.

You caught Reggie eyeing the remaining cupcakes that were left on the box and quickly pulled it away before he could even reach a hand out, not noticing the way Sweet Pea was quieter than usual despite his nemesis’ arrival. “This isn’t yours, kid. Don’t even try taking one.” You sternly scolded, moving off of Sweet Pea’s lap to sit beside him closer to Reggie.

“Don’t fucking call me kid, I ain’t one.” The jock hissed, sharply glaring at you.

“Then quit acting like one.” You retort without missing a beat.

Letting out a scoff, Reggie’s lips twist up in a sneer. “At least I’m not acting like a pathetic little fag hanging out with other fags.”

“Reginald!” Cheryl shouts with disbelief, standing up abruptly at the same time Sweet Pea slammed his fist on the table while shooting Reggie a death glare. You quickly hold his bicep to calm him down, not wanting him to get in trouble. Everyone held unpleasant looks towards the nasty slur he just uttered, disgusted by his nerve.

“Fucking asshole,” Toni spat distastefully.

The Bulldogs laughed her off to themselves like a bunch of hyenas before Reggie’s gaze fell on Sweet Pea that didn’t seem to let his fist talk this time, a knowing smirk crossing his face. “What’s up, bro? You’re too quiet, we hit you too hard last time or something?”

You scowled and looked back at your boyfriend to see him glaring threateningly at Reggie, as if he was avoiding your gaze. “What is he talking about, Pea?” You question with a stern tone, then repeated it to the jock when he doesn’t answer, “What are you talking about?”

Reggie raised his brows, “You know nothing?”

“What are you talking about, Mantle.” You emphasised through gritted teeth.

Seeming amused by your slight impatience, Reggie tilts his head and mockingly chuckles under his breath. “Your little boyfriend here seems like he doesn’t know his place, so we taught him a lesson is all. You should put a tight leash on your dog if you don’t want dudes to jump him.”

Disbelief and anger morphed on your face, about to stand up from your seat to confront him more, only to feel Sweet Pea’s arm wrap around your torso to keep you in place. “Baby, don’t.” He whispered.

“What the hell, Reggie?” Betty gives him an incredulous look.

“Unfortunate that he didn’t fight back. Would’ve long been kicked out and thrown in jail if he did.” Reggie snickered along with his teammates before walking away, flipping the box of cupcakes in the process.

You glared after them with a clenched jaw and turned to Sweet Pea, your bright eyes piercing right through him that forced him to make eye contact with you despite his urge to avoid it. “Where are you hurt?” Your tone soft yet an edge to it, a suppressed anger only noticeable by Sweet Pea.

“I’m fine,” He tries to reassure you, turning to continue with his lunch.

“No, he said they jumped you.” You shake your head sternly and grabbed his shoulder to forcefully turn his body back, freezing when he yelped in pain and flinched. Sweet Pea swallowed, cursing himself internally for proving you right on accident, and looked up at you slowly. Your face was unreadable, which brought more nervousness on him.

Everyone watched as Sweet Pea sighs defeatedly and pull down his shirt to reveal the large bruises on his collarbone, your eyes widening and getting closer to inspect if it was shattered. Luckily it didn’t seem so, but your guts told you this wasn’t the only injury he got. Glancing up at Sweet Pea, you pulled up his shirt as gently as possible. Your breath hitched; a large, purple and yellow bruises littering his ribs and stomach.

“Motherfucker,” Fangs cursed in anger as rage filled him, Toni, and Jughead— however, before anyone could react, a chair loudly slammed against the floor from the sheer force of someone abruptly standing up.

A figure was sprinting towards Reggie in a flash, forcefully turning him around by the jacket before a strong fist collided with his face and he was tackled down to the floor. Gasps erupted all over the place as everyone in the cafeteria stood up in shock upon realising it was you, fearfulness appearing on their faces when you began punching him repeatedly without remorse.

Trapping Reggie under your body, you pulled him by his jacket only to punch him square on the jaw and slam his head on the concrete floor, pained noises leaving his mouth as he attempted to protect his head and face. Two Bulldogs scrambling closer to help Reggie while one of the others rushed off to call the Principal, you grabbed the arm of the guy who tried pulling you off of their leader and twisted it before kneeing his gut, making him fall to the floor on his knees. You used it as your opportunity to pull his arm to his back and dislocate him, a scream erupting from his mouth. The other guy swings his fist in your direction, which you dodged and kicked him towards a table, quickly grabbing his head to repeatedly slam his face on the hard surface.

Speechless was an understatement to describe what they felt witnessing the horrors of your rage with some trembling, some covering their eyes, and some unable to look away.

All you saw was red.

There’s nothing in your mind but to hurt the people that hurt the love of your life, dark and bloodthirsty eyes glinting dangerously as you look at Reggie’s bloodied state again. Blood pooled beneath his head as he coughed from the pain on his abdomen and head.

No one could recognise you — the gentle and soft atmosphere you usually surrounded yourself with being replaced by cold and lethal one. Rage is supposed to be foreign for someone as nice as you, but seemed fitting in this moment, as if you’ve been building it up within yourself until it exploded. The only ever push you needed was Sweet Pea being hurt to take everything out.

You were about to walk up to Reggie again before the sound of Sweet Pea’s voice calling your name reached you through the blood boiling in your head, and you stopped. Principal Weatherbee hurriedly rushed to the commotion, a look of terror spreading across his face after seeing you standing over Reggie’s beaten up state.

“Stop, stop, stop!” Weatherbee shouts, kneeling beside Reggie, who had passed out from the pain and shock.

Sweet Pea was the only one brave and courageous enough to approach you without hesitation, calling your name first to catch your attention as he gently pulled you by your forearm. “Stop, baby. That’s enough,” He whispered.

You stared Weatherbee down with calm rage and coldness that made fear dance across his face. “You teach your students to fight square and fair if they don’t want any more worse than this,” You muttered loud enough for him to hear, voice emotionless and non-remorseful.

Shifting your glare to the remaining Bulldogs that were frozen in their spot, they flinched when you stepped forward. “Gang up on my boyfriend again and I’ll fucking kill every single one of you,” You threatened with a murderous tone which told the graveness of it, making them nod their heads vigorously and care for their leader.

Weatherbee instructed them to bring Reggie and the two injured Bulldogs to the infirmary, then looked back at you with disbelief still on his expression. “Do you know what you have done? You could get expelled.”

“You think I care?” You challenged him, tilting your head. “They should’ve been expelled for what they did to Sweet Pea, but it wouldn’t matter because he’s a Southside Serpent, right? So I did exactly what they did to make them feel what it’s like, except it was just me alone. It’s a fair fight, Mr. Weatherbee. I don’t think I should be punished for making things equal between us.” You smiled, shrugging your shoulders nonchalantly before rolling your eyes and walking away with Sweet Pea’s hand in yours.

Sweet Pea pulled you down to sit with him and began inspecting your bloody, busted knuckles. You look up to see not only your friends but everyone else staring, causing you to scowl. “What?” You snarled and they all looked away in fear.

Sweet Pea shushes you with a look as you returned your gaze on him, flashing him an innocent smile. Rolling his eyes with a shake of his head, he takes out a midnight blue handkerchief from his jacket pocket to gently wipe off the blood from your knuckles. “You’re lucky you didn’t break any bones on your fist.”

You chuckled, “Babe, I literally learn martial arts. And they were the ones who got their bones broken.”

“Still, shouldn’t have done that.” He replied. “Let’s go to the infirmary, you need this disinfected.”

“If you want me to actually end up killing Reginald Mantle, then I’m down.” You smirked, earning a disapproving look from him.

Sweet Pea takes your glasses that you had removed before the fight with the Bulldogs and gently places it on the bridge of your nose, adjusting it so you’ll be able to see properly. “Babe, I really don’t think you should. I love you for it, I’ll fucking watch you beat the shit out of him over again, but it wouldn’t be good news for your family business if rumours spread you have violent tendencies.” He gave you a pointed look.

You scrunched your nose, “Only when someone messes with my Sweet Pea.”

“Being violent’s my job, baby.” He chuckles.

“Not really,” You pushed up your glasses with the tip of your middle finger before leaning on the table on your elbow. “Being constantly nice isn’t my job, sweetheart. I can’t really show humanity to someone who hurts you, and I promise this wouldn’t be the last time you’ll see me take revenge for you.”

Sweet Pea sighed.

He doesn’t want your reputation to be tainted; being the bad guy is not unfamiliar for him and he was going to keep it that way if it meant nobody thought of you negatively. You’ve worked hard to build trust among the community and proved yourself a kind and helping soul, Sweet Pea didn’t want people’s perspective of you to change. But it’s actually true how people misunderstood you; all you have is basic human decency, something which some people lack, you weren’t the divine only-do-good they perceived you to be.

You’re still human despite being more helpful and nice than average, so you obviously have imperfections — that is, not being able to contain your anger when the one you love is unfairly treated. You were intelligent, but sometimes, your fists speak for yourself when assholes tests your patience too many times. Sweet Pea knew that and always tried his best to prevent you from losing your temper, although it couldn’t be helped in this case.

“You were pretty badass there, dude.” Jughead remarks after seeing you’ve calmed down, getting over the initiate shock.

Fangs agreed, “Yeah, it was dope. We didn’t know you could fight.”

“And break bones.” Kevin added, astonished.

“Fucking lit,” Toni chimes in with a box of emergency kit in her hand that she placed on the table. You raised your brows, wondering when she got out the cafeteria to get it, but smiled nonetheless.

“But wait, you said you learn martial arts.” Archie spoke next with curiosity in his expression. “Where do you learn it? Since when?”

You chuckle at their excitement and eagerness, feeling happy for the lack of judgment. Sweet Pea starts tending to your busted knuckles as you reply to the ginger head, “My father’s a professional. He’s been training me and other kids who wants to learn self defence techniques. It’s part of the business.”

“So, you’ve always known how to beat up people but never did it before?” Fangs asked.

“Yeah,” You shrug. “It’s unnecessary to result to violence all the time. No one tested my patience as far as Mantle did, he really deserved that to shut up for once. It’s absolutely effective to people who can’t mind their own damn business.” Grinning almost childishly, the gang chuckles at your new side while Sweet Pea, unamused, presses the cotton ball a little too hard on your injury causing a hiss to erupt from your mouth.

He had a glare in his eyes. “Don’t fucking do that again, you’ll get hurt. You know those scumbags would get back at you.”

Your face softened at the concerned look in his eyes, how the hands that treats you trembled slightly. “Darling,” You softly called and intertwined your fingers with his. “You know I had to. They can’t gang up on you like that, it’s not right. I couldn’t see you hurt and just let it slide.”

Sweet Pea nibbled on his lower lip nervously, still a little upset.

“I know you’re worried about my reputation and all, but I’m your boyfriend, Sweets. You come first before that.” You ruffled his hair affectionately with your uninjured hand and smiled. “I don’t care about what other people think of me, I’m still going to defend you.”

Sweet Pea stared into your sincere eyes before sighing in defeat, looking down at your injured knuckles. “Fine. But promise me you wouldn’t take any hits, I fucking hate seeing you injured.”

You chuckled at the sternness in his voice and saluted jokingly, “Copy that, boss. That can be arranged.” He rolled his eyes with a smile.

Betty raised her brows, “Okay… Has this ever happened before?” Gesturing to you.

“Uh… kind of?” You grimaced, scratching your head, as everyone gave you a questioning look. “I didn’t really beat up anyone at that time, but I might have… punched a hole through the wall.”

They widened their eyes in surprise as Cheryl drops her jaw, “The science classroom!”

You winced and nodded.

Toni laughs with a shake of her head, somehow finding the situation funny. “Who knew the nicest boy had the beast within him?” She jokes. “I’m glad to see this more human side of you. You were always so nice it was almost unsettling.”

Smiling at her, you nodded in acknowledgement. That’s a comment you always heard from people, that you were unnatural for being too kind. You were taught since childhood how to be a decent human being but to never let anyone take advantage of you, so you were just balancing it out — no one ever saw this side of yours before because they weren’t being unreasonable. You only lose your patience when pushed hard enough.

You looked at Sweet Pea to see him already getting back on treating your wound, dabbing the cotton ball gently on the cuts, making you admire his every features. It was adorable how he cared for your reputation. Made you want to make out with him right then and there, but it wasn’t appropriate for a dining place.

Everyone looks at Toni when your attention focused on Sweet Pea, shaking their heads slightly. Not certain if they were glad or scared to learn new things about you that’s been unknown for a long time.

“You don’t have to worry,” Your boyfriend speaks up without averting his gaze. “He’s not easy to piss off unless you push the wrong buttons all at once.”

“Sweet Pea’s the wrong button,” You immediately added with a grin that resembled a Golden Retriever, except it seems actually threatening. “Couldn’t care less about my haters.”

Of course, none of them disagreed to that.

The next day, Reggie walks in with his tail tucked between his legs after seeing you leaned back on your locker with Sweet Pea and the entire gang. Your mouth chewing on a bubblegum, that stupid glasses of yours resting on the bridge of your nose as usual with an outfit that reminds everyone of an elite nerd student.

Bruises and cuts littered around Reggie’s face with a prominent black eye, busted lip and swollen cheek. His steps slow to not add pressure on his injured leg and bruised torso. The students stared at him as if he was something else, probably gossiping among themselves about how he’s the one who caused the nicest boy in Riverdale seem like a completely different person.

He scoffs. You’re not the nicest boy at all.

You can’t hold that title anymore after the incident, but Reggie knew he didn’t have the guts to mock you about it when your presence alone made him cower and feel small.

As he carefully walked through the hallway, your eyes finally catches his figure and darkens almost in an instant, bright expression dropping to a blank look. Your friends were quick to become nervous seeing your almost deadly look, although Sweet Pea found it fun and amusing. Reggie looked at you as he stopped, afraid that if he walked past you’re just going to swing at him.

You cocked your head slightly, eyes burning deep into his soul as you stared at him from head to toe and circled around him like a predator watching its prey. Reggie felt uneasiness cloud his chest. He would’ve never done something like that if he knew the consequences to it.

Bumping on his shoulder that made him hiss in slight pain due to the injury on his shoulder, you returned to your place and sneered. “Where did the big bad dog go? He afraid of the faggot now or somethin’?” You laughed mockingly.

Reggie licked his lips nervously, not meeting your gaze.

You leaned your head down to forcefully look at him in the eye, grinning at the fear there. “All of this is merely a warning, Mantle. You go after my boyfriend like that again and I promise it’ll be much worse.”

Gulping, he nods his head vigorously and scrambles away when you finally decided to let him go.

Sweet Pea snickers under his breath after Reggie’s gone, wrapping an arm around your shoulders and pulling you close. “Really cool, baby. He was so fucking scared!” Smirking smugly at his laughter, you wrapped an arm back around his waist securely.

“After what happened, you probably can’t hold the nicest guy reputation anymore.” Archie remarked which causes you to laugh in agreement.

“Yeah. Besides, I don’t even know who gave me that nickname.”

“For a quick information, it was Chuck and he actually did it to mock you but it backfired.” Cheryl stated and everyone hums, finding it makes sense.

You feel a little bit glad for lashing out, knowing not everyone will perceive you as this perfectly nice guy who could do no wrong. Having that kind of expectations are truly heavy on your shoulders when you’re not even half of what they expect. Your kindness isn’t infinity nor unconditional; it wears off like any human beings, you didn’t know why people thought otherwise when it came to you. It’s impossible to keep being nice when some assholes just ganged up on your boyfriend who’s never done anything wrong.

Sweet Pea’s always been precious to you. He’s the love of your life that brightens up your day, a ray of sunshine even though he’s got anger issues and you would do anything to prevent that brightness from wearing off. Now they know not to mess with him if they don’t want to get their asses beaten.

“Hey, Sweets?”

He hummed, turning to you. “Yeah?”

You peck his lips and smile, “I love you.”

Sweet Pea smiled back, pecking your cheek. “Love you too, baby.”

Beware of the nicest guy; no one’s ever allowed to hurt your boyfriend without the consequences of getting your fist on their face.

© ᴀʟʟ ʀɪɢʜᴛs ʀᴇsᴇʀᴠᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴀᴅᴇsʀɪsᴇ. sᴛᴇᴀʟɪɴɢ, ᴘʟᴀɢɪᴀʀɪᴢɪɴɢ, ᴏʀ ᴜsɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋs ғᴏʀ ᴍᴏɴᴇᴛᴀʀʏ ɢᴀɪɴ ɪs sᴛʀɪᴄᴛʟʏ ᴘʀᴏʜɪʙɪᴛᴇᴅ. ᴀsᴋ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪssɪᴏɴ ʙᴇғᴏʀᴇ ʀᴇᴘᴏsᴛɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ᴛʀᴀɴsʟᴀᴛɪɴɢ.

[statticscribbles]

Stutter

Summary: Sweet Pea/Reader, Reader comforts Sweet Pea as he confronts a fear of public speaking

Sweet Pea has been in more near death experiences than he can count. He’ll always come away from it laughing a little, everyone chalks it up to shock and they make jokes once everyone is safe and the bruises or wounds have healed by a few days.

“Seriously guys, that was nothing compared to my one true fear.” 

“Nah I would rather do that ten times again than face my real fear.”

“I can handle it, I fear way worse.” 

He has an endless parade of comments and jokes to make and everyone teases that his biggest fear is losing you. He doesn’t comment back on that and everyone keeps teasing him about how hard and fast he’s fallen for you, considering you’ve only been dating for a shorter time.

“Sweet Pea are you okay?” You wave your hand in his face. He’d been staring at Pop’s wall and occasionally taking bites of his burger.

“Yeah, I just forgot about the presentation part we have to do.” He shrugs but you can see the way his hands shake, the same way they do when he thinks you’re in danger.

“You don’t like public speaking?” He chokes out a laugh and you don’t say anything else, you know he’ll just avoid talking about it, but you can also see how truly terrified he is.

“It’s, It’s fine Y/N you don’t, it’s fine you don’t need to bother, I ca-I can handle it on my own.” Sweet Pea’s smile does reach his eyes and you sigh through your nose at him and offer a reassuring smile.

“I Already did this last week, I know you’re nervous but try running through it a few times with me.”

“The problem is it isn’t you! When I think about talking in front of everyone, for class, they’ll, they’ll find out how stupid I am.”

“Didn’t you already get a ninety five on this project?”

“Yes but…”

“So you just have to tell everyone about it.” You smile and Sweet Pea does his best to look convinced, he’s actually a horrible liar.

“How about you just tell me what you want to say now, and I can write little notecards to help?”

“Yeah that sounds good.” He’s not looking you in the eyes and you know he’s just agreeing so you feel helpful but he points to the printed out slides he’s using for reference as he talks. You notice he only stutters twice, and even then it’s only over some of the more complicated scientific words.

“What if you pretend there’s other people here, would that make it worse? Just pretend it’s me and Toni.” He nods and closes his eyes before opening them and restarting the presentation; you notice he stutters four times, and backtracks over half of part of it he had no problem saying only moments ago.

“The notecards might help.” He sighs after he’s been quiet for a few moments, and you realize he’d forgotten what he wanted to say completely.

Sweet Pea grimaces but nods to the teacher who nods back.

“Good job. That’s all for today, we’ll get to the second half of the presentations tomorrow.” Sweet Pea can’t help but chuckle at how Reggie and Archie groan, thinking they had both gotten out of presenting.

“You did so well baby!!! I’m so proud of you!!!” You smile at him, fingers running through his hair as he slumps in the chair gathering his strength for a minute, you know having to do that presentation was terrifying for him, and you’d told everyone to meet at pop’s later. None of them had questioned it, as far as they knew you were the one that had a huge fear of public speaking and Sweet Pea was comforting you.

The class is empty now and you sit on his lap, hands curled in his hair.

“You did so well, I’m so proud of you.” You hum at him and he grins nodding slowly, you can see how tired he is.

“Did you pretend everyone was naked?” You laugh when he blushes.

“Don’t think I could picture you naked and talk at the same time.” He chuckles and then nods towards the door, assuring you he’s okay to go to Pop’s.

“I did just pretend I was talking to you in my trailer, like when we practiced.”

“I mean that did lead to me being naked.” You laugh when he blushes again.

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Found this on reddit and currently wheezing I NEED something like this to be created for Bedsy’s debut

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I saw your reblog about fucked up things and being the first to post on AO3 about them and laughed out loud! But I was wondering, do you have any fanfiction hard limits? Like pairings you would never write/tropes you will not read or write?? Love your works sooo much thank you for feeding all of us constantly!!! 🥰

Haha what a fun question! Hard limits...not a ton of them, honestly. There are kinks I feel like aren't for me, but I tend to be into characters being into things, so the right fic can really easily change my mind on them. Heck, I used to think mpreg was a bridge too far for me. That clearly didn't last long. 🤣

HOWEVER I really don't like unrequited love. Requited love is basically what I read and write for, and unrequited love just makes me sad. Even unrequited background relationships are tough for me, especially if they're a pairing I've read elsewhere (I remember one fic -- I think McStrome? -- had Taylor Hall being sad about not being soulmates with Jordan Eberle in the background and I was Not Okay). Absolutely loved dilangley's recent mattdrai fic barons except Trevor had a point of view and he was single and not with Jamie and I might still not be okay about it.

I also don't love huge power differentials. Like, I'll write a moderate age difference, that's not a hard limit for me, but I'll see it as something to compensate for rather than a selling point. How to make this couple feel balanced even though one is way older/more powerful/in a different life stage than the other? And if that can't be done convincingly, I'm probably going to be less interested in writing them. To take this to an extreme: parent-child incest is probably a hard limit for me. Maybe there are exceptions, but I can't imagine them.

There's also a group of tropes that just aren't quite as much for me. I don't love gangbangs; I tend to want my sex to come with emotional attachment or at least really compelling attraction. I don't hate enemies to lovers, but friends to lovers is more my jam (see also: why I still haven't written mattdrai without Connor being involved). I love romantic tension, so I'm less into pure fluff and established relationships. And I don't like coffee shop AUs. They're just boring. 😅 (No, I mean, they're not all boring. But I far prefer the tension of "we already mean a lot to each other, oh no now I have feelings.")

I don't know that there are any pairings that are hard limits for me! Some are less appealing than others, but the only thing that would be really challenging for me is breaking up a pairing I love and putting them with other people -- and even then I've done it sometimes. I tend to put most pairings I haven't written into a "waiting to be sold on it" bucket. Much like kinks. What a fun bucket. 😘

[cherryliqueurkinks]

teacher of the year - chapter 3

Veronica has quite the long weekend ahead of her.

pairing: veronica lodge/original male character

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The first long weekend of the school year should've been the brief yet beloved reprieve that Veronica was looking for, but she hadn't dared hope that Jordan would take it easy on her. He'd grown impossibly bolder and cockier since fucking her against every surface in the Bulldogs workout room well into the night, as if seeing her squeeze herself into a slutty Vixens uniform and walk through the school at his command made him realize how much control he truly had over her. Never mind the fact that it was after hours and the chances of her actually getting caught were slim at best. She'd done it despite the risk to her job and her reputation, simply because he wanted her to, and every day he seemed to find a new way to see how far he could push her.

Turns out, he can push pretty damn far when he's dangling the last shreds of her dignity from his fingertips.

Which is how she finds herself anxiously glancing over her shoulder as she stands on his doorstep, praying that she'll make it inside unnoticed. The street is empty, half of the cars gone as families are eager to get a head start out of town for the holiday weekend, but still. If Riverdale has taught her anything, it's to assume that someone is always watching.

She flinches when the door swings open, and then Jordan is filling the doorway in nothing but a towel cinched loosely around his hips, his hair damp dripping water onto his bare chest, and Veronica's stomach clenches tightly. She almost glances over her shoulder again, worried someone will choose now to walk by, while her student is half-naked and she's on his front step with an overnight bag hooked over her shoulder, but she knows her panic would only amuse him.

"Right on time, Ms. L," Jordan drawls, his smirk wide and his eyes glinting. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you were eager to get our weekend started."

Veronica presses her lips together. With his parents already gone for the long weekend, Jordan would've had three full days to have her at his mercy, but of course he couldn't simply settle for that. If it wasn't for his football practice, he probably would've expected her within an hour of the dismissal bell, or perhaps he would've ditched the idea of having her pack a bag altogether, so he could've taken her straight home with him instead.

There's at least a little reprieve with the Connors living in the wealthier half of town, where the properties are larger and the houses are further apart, promising some semblance of privacy while Jordan has her at his beck and call. She can only imagine the things he has in mind in her, without the threat of interruption or getting caught to put a damper on his fun.

As if hearing her thoughts, he flashes his teeth in a smile as he finally steps aside to let her in. "We're going to have so much fun together."

-

If Veronica thought that he'd start off rough, bending her over the closest surface and making her come hard and fast just as he'd done countless times in her own classroom, she was wrong.

Instead, what must be over an hour after stripping out of her clothes in the middle of his foyer, Veronica finds herself tangled with him on the chaise of the couch, trying in vain to keep from grinding against his thick, muscular thigh as she continues jerking his cock off with her cum-covered fist. He'd already come once, splattering his abs and her fingers with his milky seed, but he'd ordered her not to stop. He'd stayed impossibly hard after his orgasm, twitching and pulsing in her hand, and her cunt grew slicker with envy where his thigh was tucked between hers.

The worst part? She'd gotten wet entirely on her own, from nothing but the friction of his skin against her cunt and the musk of his scent in the air, until she's practically humping his leg with how much she's squirming.

All the while, Jordan barely pays her any attention, his eyes fixed on the porn he pulled up on the ridiculously massive flat screen mounted to the wall as a schoolgirl was being eaten out in front of them. The camera was zoomed in on the sight of her plaid skirt bunched around her hips, her bearded professor taking slow, languid, teasing licks of her swollen cunt, the wet sounds and her wanton whimpers filling the vast space of the living room in surround sound.

Veronica nearly whimpers in harmony with the girl as her own cunt tingled, her clit throbbing, desperate for the same attention.

When Jordan comes again, it's with a low, rumbling groan that Veronica feels with the way she's pressed against him, hips jutting up into her fist as more sticky, hot cum spurts over her hand. She hates that her mouth nearly waters at the heady, salty scent of it, that she has the strongest urge to lick her own fingers clean, her cunt clenching as if it's milking every drop for itself.

"Shit," Jordan grunts out with a laugh as he finally bats her hand away, the last tremors of his orgasm washing over him as he winds an arm around Veronica's waist and tucks her even tighter against him. "With how wet my thigh feels, Mr. L, I would've thought you just came, too."

Her face flushes with heat, yet it doesn't stop her writhing against his hold as she tries to grind against him for any semblance of friction and relief from the tingling in her cunt.

"Don't be shy." He smacks her ass hard, making her gasp. "If you want to come, you know what to do."

Veronica bites her lip, cheeks growing hotter with indignation, but that doesn't stop her from beginning to hump his leg in earnest. It's embarrassing, just how easily she's come to follow his command, regardless of how degrading they truly are, but she can't focus on anything right now that finally tipping over the edge of pleasure she's been dangling off.

She clutches at his broad shoulders, thick and toned from football, wondering not for the first time how a teenager could have this kind of body on him. If she closed her eyes and desperately tried to block out the shame, with a matured, imposing physique like his, she could almost pretend that it wasn't her own student that was manhandling her, making her come faster and harder than she has since she was back in high school.

Veronica tucks her head into his shoulder as she grinds her clit hard and quick against his hip, gasping, feeling the pleasure beginning to tighten at the base of her spine, but then Jordan is clamping his large hand around her throat and forcing her head back.

"I don't think so," he chides, gripping her chin so she has no choice but to hold his gaze as she humps his leg to orgasm. "None of that hiding shit with me, Ms. L. When you come, I want you to know exactly whose body you're coming all over."

Veronica moans as she tightens her legs around him, eyelids falling half-closed as her cunt begins spasming with her orgasm against his leg. It isn't nearly as satisfying as coming from his tongue or his fingers or his cock, yet she chases the high with desperate, sloppy jerks of her hip against his thigh, staring up at the smug expression on Jordan's face as her vision blurs at the edges from pleasure. He jerks her head closer, licking into her gasping mouth with a deep kiss, and Veronica practically purrs as the waves of pleasure continue crashing over her.

She hates how much she loves this.

"Atta girl," he murmurs, the praise coming out like the taunt it truly is as he sucks on her tongue and nips at her lips. Then he tucks his fingers into her hair, tugging, and Veronica gasps as he guides her off and shoves her face down on his lap. "Now make sure you clean up every last drop. Don't want my parents finding out we christened their brand new couch, do you?"

-

After he'd finally let her come, it's as if he made it his goal to do it again and again and again, as fast and slow and hard and deep as he could, and on every surface of his house he could throw her against or bend her over.

He splayed her out on the dining table, sucking on her clit until she squirted all over the linen tablecloth.

He bent her over the kitchen island, clamping his hand around her throat as he fucked her from behind until she was shuddering around his cock, nearly on the verge of passing out.

He dragged her into his parents' ensuite bathroom, sitting on the built-in shower bench and making her ride him through two orgasms as he groped her with soapy hands.

And now he has her spread out on her back across the plush carpet of the study, her hips lifted in the air with his bruising grip as he fucked her with deep, hard strokes, making her eyes roll back as he hit that sweet spot inside of her again and again. Veronica can feel the pleasure swirling in her stomach too tightly and too quickly, but she can't do anything but take it, clawing at the carpet and keening out as he squeezes out yet another orgasm out of her. She's trembling from the force of it, practically gasping for air as it crashes over her, and Jordan grunts as he snaps his hips harder and faster.

Then he's curling over her, biting down on one of her nipples and then sucking it harshly, sloppily, as his cum spills deep inside of her. Veronica whines, squirming as the sensations of his mouth on her tits drags out her own pleasure, making her quiver from the tremors of her orgasm, but his weight keeps her pinned in place as he spurts rope after rope of his seed inside of her. She can feel it already starting to drip out despite how tightly her cunt is clamped around his cock, and she hates that her clit practically tingles in response, as if it wants even more.

Everything feels heady and hazy, so much so that she can only manage a whimper in response as he gathers her in his arms and lifts her up with ease. It's ridiculous how Jordan hardly seems to break a sweat no matter how hard he fucks her or how many times he's come, but she supposes it shouldn't be a surprise. Not only is he young, but he's also an athlete.

And without any practices or games for the next three days, he seems determined to burn off all his energy on her.

Veronica feels him slip his cock from her tingling pussy right before he practically drops her down onto leather chair sitting behind the large, oak desk, even more of their cum leaking out of her and onto the cushion. The very same cushion his father no doubt sits atop every day. She feels her cheeks burn out of mortification, but she's simply too exhausted to even attempt to scramble off.

Jordan grins at her smugly as if he knows this, too, hooking both of her knees over the arms of the chair so that she's spread out even more, more cum oozing out from her glistening cunt.

"Looks like you upgraded from hot teacher to naughty professor," he taunts, flashing his teeth in a wide smile as he picks up a feathered quill from its perch on the desk. "The only thing missing is your fuck me glasses, but that's okay. We got all weekend to get to the fun stuff." He drags the tip of the quill along the inside of one thigh, making her shiver at the ticklish sensation, until he drags it against her throbbing clit and she jolts in the chair. She nearly draws her legs closed, but his other hand shoots out to grip her knee to stop her, and she whimpers as she eases her legs back over the arms of the chair once more. "Don't worry, Ms. L," Jordan says, licking his lips as he swirls the quill around her clit once more, relishing in the way she trembles. "I know your cunt needs a break. Luckily, your little clitty looks like she's ready to play."

Veronica strains to keep her legs open as he brings the quill back to her throbbing little bundle of nerves, reaching up to grasp the back of the chair as her spine arches and her legs quiver. Every brush of the feather has her clit tingling and twitching, her cunt oozing more cum out of its folds as it clamps over aching emptiness, and she feels herself panting from the effort not to clamp her legs shut against the ticklish sensation against her overstimulated sex.

Occasionally, he drags the now-damp tip up to her tits, brushing it across her ribs, the underside of her breasts, her pebbled nipples, until her mouth is parting in a silent moan and her eyelids are fluttering shut. Then he drags it back down, circling her clit again and again, and she digs her nails into the chair as she mewls with every pass of the quill.

She feels impossibly aroused yet again, pleasure swirling low in her stomach until she finds herself trying to roll her hips up into the featherlight friction.

She's so distracted by it that she doesn't notice that he's come to stand right beside her until his other hand is tangling in her hair, yanking her close enough to thrust his cock into her gasping mouth. He continues twirling the feather over her clit, making her whine and moan around his thickness as he bumps his tip against the back of her throat with every thrust, his pace slow enough not to distract her from her impending orgasm but fast enough that she struggles to catch her breath. Which, of course, only serves to push her closer to her peak as she begins to tremble from the pleasure tightening inside of her.

"All you need is my cock and you're ready to come again," Jordan taunts, snapping his hips and hitting the back of her throat as he brushes the quill against her clit, and Veronica chokes out a cry around his cock as her orgasm bursts through her. He chuckles and fucks her face in earnest, gripping her hair even tighter, and her eyes nearly roll back. "Whether it's pounding your pussy or your mouth, you can't get enough, can't you, Ms. L?"

He yanks her head back, tossing the quill aside as she squirms through the waves of her orgasm, and then he's gripping his cock and tugging it in quick jerks. "How does it feel to be hooked on your own student's cock?" He guides himself closer, until his tip is practically bobbing against her cheeks and lips, painting her flushed skin and swollen mouth as his milky seed begins to spurt out of him. "To crave the taste of your student's cum?"

It splashes across her face, some of it dripping into her mouth and onto her tongue as she pants through her own orgasm, and she nearly moans at the oh so familiar taste as its musky scent fills her senses.

When the last of it has splashed across her chin and her neck, he shoves tow cum-slick fingers into her mouth, humming in smug satisfaction as she instantly begins sucking his sticky seed from his fingertips.

"Fucking greedy girl," he chuckles, and her eyes dart up to his as he shoves his fingers a little deeper. "Don't worry, Ms. L. I've got a lot planned for us this weekend, so you'll get your fill of cock and cum. Or maybe not," he adds, eyes glinting. "You are a Lodge, after all. Once you're hooked on something, you can't ever be satisfied, can't you?"

[apopcornkernel]

funnily enough im pretty sure i did read the actual comics before wfa. i vaguely remember reading utrh first? and then i either watched the movie next or read batman's whole robinjay run + aditf + alpod. and then wfa. i only read detective comics' robinjay after i finished wfa i think. i know i also spedran all of the post-crisis jason's death aftermath/appearances according to the reading list by dailyjasontodd. spedran his stuff post-resurrection too, minus countdown, 52, brothers in blood; i only realized I'd already read outsiders before when i reread it just now, though. which is really funny like the reason i remembered was because anissa and grace got together. that's how i knew I'd read the comic before. i was like oh i remember these gay bitches. i know there was a time after comics where i then dove into fandom and just immersed myself with art, fic, and posts. it was a little weird at first but i hadn't read enough for the other characters to know, and it's very easy to get drawn into fanon bc its satisfying to an extent, you know. ooh, i know i read three jokers early on. i was in love with that artist's jason and i found that one panel really funny (babs "he literally killed a man" bruce "you don't understand... jason's suffering"). i dont remember much about my first batman period. i do know it was all batman tho.

this is getting long.

my second batman period (more accurately termed batman/dc) was mostly me revisiting fics and remembering canon things that made me upset again. oh and also other robinjay stories that i hadn't read before like the cult, etc. but after some time i, and i dont know how this happened, got interested in hal jordan. i genuinely think it was just a fanart i saw of him with white temples. i thought it was hot and imagine my delight when i found out it was canon. and then i found out he turned villain and i was like WOAH I NEED TO GET ON THIS and tada, speedran parallax arc all the way to the spectre. tried reading rebirth and hated it so bad. stopped reading hal after that. somewhere along the way i found myself reading superman. then i dont know how this happened but i got interested in matrix/mae kent specifically and read up on her origin. afterwards i went to death of superman all the way to his resurrection and mae/lex breakup arc. i think this period fizzled out shortly after that. ooh, im checking my gallery rn, apparently i also read death metal and the return of bruce wayne. i dont remember anything about the latter. i remember being pissed at the former. i also read the damian resurrection arc and got really mad at an interview in one of the comics bc it was more of those "bruce feels more strongly for damian than his other kids bc damian is his Real Son" like bitch. No.

OH!! i also read the long halloween & dark victory during this time! this must have been when the batman came out. ALSO READ CONNOR!! i started at the time ollie died and went on until the time ollie came back but connor was now comatose (?). i remember a lot of screenshotting panels bc of how appalling the coloring was, connor's skin color was disrespected so much in this few issues 😭

ooh, interesting. after connor panels there's no more until this year, which would be my 3rd dc period. i reread the long halloween and dark victory, and then finished the last few chapters of the spectre. after that i started young justice but never finished. i reread utrh, and then funnily enough went straight to reading all about steph up to war games. after steph i read some other robin tim issues at random and then i finally read brothers in blood. quick break for batman year 100 and then right into batgirl (this was right after lee and i became mutuals). ooh, spirit world. and then ram v's the vigil. then i read rhato special? special? idk if that's the name but it was like a oneshot for rhato? or was it rhato #0? idk. i laughed the entire time. it was so bad. then i read gotham war, hated it. read some issues of black and white. three jokers again. finally read robins by seeley. robin year one. some pre-crisis jason esp the nocturna arc. tt #29. issues of gotham knights #43 something? + the interview about jason issue. actually i think that's all in the same arc. batman prodigal. pre-crisis talia. mandatory reread of batman #496. tried to start countdown, failed. the cult reread. BIRDS OF PREY!! cry of blood, and then a vichelena binge. the huntress cavalieri! the question o'neil! read a lot of huntress. tripped abruptly into hawk and dove, read a lot of cameos after their solos ended. read identity crisis after seeing the bruce tim panel. read jade (nguyen) in preparation for my comm critical essay. read superman again for the invisible mafia. started both superwoman 2016 and steelworks but never finished. read talia lexcorp arc and Never Recovered. tower of babel. redemption lost (ASS). rucka's wonder woman & the hiketeia. some titans bc of jade. more jade stuff. more huntress stuff (specifically nightwing cameos). read tom fucking taylor nightwing. started but did not finish dixon nightwing after that. started a reread of the spectre. started reading azrael + knightfall stuff but am not finished. was hit with the jli disease (lethal). then went back into superman comics but specifically the start of the lex luthor 2 arc + mae :). and now retracing post-rez pre-morrison jason comics

[fatous-lovedive]

Songs That Remind Me Of My Dr

Pjo edition

Love Dive - IVE

I actually perform this in my dr lol. The Apollo cabin hosts a competition to write a mythology themed song and me n my friends come up with this

Centuries - Fallout Boy

Luke is probably a Fallout Boy reject. Fob songs fit the time period (I can’t believe I’m saying that about the 2000s lol) and fit the whole emotional baggage thing we have going on

Way Down Hadestown - Hadestown

Literally any song from Hadestown but this and wait for me esp esp

The Campfire Song - The Lightning Thief Musical

Did you think I would forget it? No siree

Gimmie Gimmie Gimmie - ABBA

Mamma Mia - ABBA

Voulez Vous - ABBA

Lay All Your Love On Me - ABBA

Literally Any Other ABBA Song - ABBA

I associate the whole ABBA gold album with this dr. For one it’s great and for two I’ve scripted it’s one of the albums Connor and Travis steal and take into camp lol

Bashir With The Good Beard - We Are Lady Parts

Slay

9 and three quarters (run away) - TXT

This song makes me ache to shift. I have the feeling of ‘home’ for this dr, and my owl house dr

Freaks - Jordan Clarke

How could I forget the pjo glmvs to this song lol. I’ve added this due to the association I have of it

House of Memories - Patd

This really reminds me of HoO specifically, and one of my fave shifting subliminals uses this song so I associate it with shifting in general.

Blue Flame - Le Sserafim

Sour Grapes - Le Sserafim

The Great Mermaid - Le Sserafim

Habang Buhay - Zack Tabudlo

Venus Flytrap - Marina and The Diamonds

Abracadabra - Brown Eyed Girls

Are You Satisfied? - Marina and The Diamonds

The Other Side of Paradise - Glass Animals

Ohh boy I can’t add all the other songs I’d normally add since I associate them so so much with my dsmp dr of 2020. And nope I don’t mean Heatwaves I mean Take A Slice because I used to imagine this really dramatic fight scene between me and Tommy whenever I listened to it and whenever I hear it my mind automatically plays the animation I came up with in my head like two years ago it’s so dramatic lol

Girlfriend - Avril Lavigne

Beachboy - McCafferty

Sinrirella - Aylin Coşkun

Zero context

Everybody Talks - Neon Trees

Poker Face - Lady Gaga

I am scripting so so many iconic musicians release their songs in 2005-2011 and Lady Gaga is one of them I mean I know she did but I’m scripting she is older and so all her songs are released earlier yk? Does that make sense haha

Oh and also the lotus casino I don’t go with the golden trio I do however go with Ethan and Alabaster and Ann (oc) to get one of the credit cards

La Carcacha - Selena

Look What You Made Me Do - Taylor Swift

Pov you’re Alabaster post-Titan war

GUY.EXE - Superfruit

The Squip Song - Be More Chill

CHB does a musical lol

Livin’ It Up On Top - Hadestown

[erin-trees]

[OOC: Post]

I have made an Erin playlist! I can’t actually link my playlist here so here’s the songs in the playlist:

Haunted - Laura Les

Self care - Penelope Scott

I Cant Handle Change - Roar

Art is Dead - Bo Burnham

Born with Horns - Machine gun Kelly

DNA - Lia Marie Johnson

Honestly (Encore] - Gabbie Hanna

Rule #4 Fish inside a birdcage - Fish Inside A Birdcage

Trust me not - Backseat Vagabond

Rät - Penelope Scott

Are you satisfied? - Marina and the Diamonds

Never love and Anchor - The Crane wives

Better than me - the Brobecks

Disobedient - Steven Universe

Surface Pressure 💀 - Jessica Darrow

Seventeen - Marina and the Diamonds

Karma - AJR

The Family Jewels - Marina and the Diamonds

Scream - Micheal Jackson

Rolling Girl - Lollia

Alien Blues - Vundabar

Angry too - Lola Blanc

Are you bored yet? - Wallows

Bad Child - Tones and I

Bang! - AJR

Freaks - Jordan Clarke

Stand out fit in - ONE OK ROCK

Float - KT Tunstall

The River - AURORA

Runaway - AURORA

Daydreamer - AURORA

Warrior - AURORA

Through the eyes of a child- AURORA

Worlds smallest violin - AJR

Burn the house down - AJR

Villain - Teniwoha

Villain - Stella Jang

The Villain I appear to be - Connor Spiotto

Get Jinxed - Djerv

Enemy - Imagine Dragons

Dollhouse - Melanie Martinez

Soap - Melanie Martinez

Darkside - grandson

Bumblebees are out - Jack Stauber

Look I like making playlists about things I’m hyperfixated on, ok? 🥹

I’ll probably make more playlists (I have made 2 more) but yeah 🕺

Sorry I can’t link the playlist, I like to keep my Apple Music account private and I don’t have Spotify AND I don’t have a YouTube account 🧍‍♀️

I’m a little strange, I know TwT

[thevioletcobra]

Connor: Imagine if someone handed you a box full of all the items you have lost throughout your life Jaiden: Self-esteem, haven't seen you in years! James: Oh wow, my childhood innocence! Thank you for finding this! Jordan: I knew I lost that potential somewhere! Jellai: My moral code, is that you? Connor: Connor: I was just gonna show you this cool trunk my father left me but do you guys need a hug?

[freifraufischer]

I want to propose some questions about NCAA gymnastics and elite and in particular some of the things people have said about the University Games. Let's start with something that I think should be given: The University Games is a really interesting competition with a fascinating history for WAG. The quality of the field can really depend though about how close it falls to the FIG World Championships. The 2023 edition is just over two months from Worlds but other years have been even closer together. It shouldn't be that unexpected that the gymnasts who have goals at the world championships will chose not to attend the University Games.

I suspect most of the USA athletes who are on NCAA teams that have World Championship ambitions did not want to try and do both. The 2023 University Games are going to be in China July 28-August 8. The US National Championship will be August 24-27. FIG Artistic Worlds will be September 9-October 8th.

Building off that point I've seen a number of fans talk about how it could be great for former elites or other NCAA gymnasts to have a chance to compete internationally there and represent their schools. So let's ask a few logistical questions here? Because this is not a crazy proposition. That's essentially what happened up until 1999 with the US team.

First of all there is a budget consideration. USAG decided not to send seniors to Jesolo this year because they appear to have had to make budgeting choices and decided that going to the Cairo World Cup had more value for them. I've seen some people suggest the universities could fund it but most universities don't fund that kind of thing in other sports, don't have unlimited budgets, and would have to face questions about funding some athletes over others (are you paying the way for this member of the American team that is your student to go but not this member of the [insert some other country]'s team to go). Crowd funding is also a whole murky set of waters. Remembering that I don't think the the national team athletes want to go but could you imagine the optics if there was a crowd funding effort with Jordan Chiles name attached? Given her family history? And that's just one pitfall example I can think of without trying to drag anyone's financial status into things.

But the second thing I want to raise is that I don't know that it's in the interests of the NCAA gym brand to send a bunch of gymnasts with their level 10 routines to an elite competition. I've seen people who argue that this would be a great experience grant that the D level might be around 3.5. If you look at the 2019 University Games the athlete with that kind of D was an NCAA gymnast. She came in the mid 30s of 39 participants. Remember that part of NCAA gym's brand right now is "this is world class gymnastics" (please hear that in Bart Connor's voice). While there will be a lot of supportive words (and it IS in NCAA programs interests to support athletes like Jade Carey and Leanne Wong) that doesn't mean there wouldn't be ambivalence. And that's before you consider the injury risks of a whole other set of competition landings and training.

[dailyrugbytoday]

RLWC 2022 Scotland vs England Knights Rugby Game warm-up 2022 October 8 in Edinburgh

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RLWC 2022 Scotland vs England Knights Rugby Game warm-up 2022 October 8 in Edinburgh

Scotland will face England Knights as part of their World Cup warm-up schedule on Saturday, October 8, in Edinburgh.

It’s Scotland’s previously affirmed apparatus in front of the current year’s competition, where they will highlight in Gathering B close by Australia, Fiji and Italy. The conflict will happen at Myreside, 1:30pm, and will be Scotland’s most memorable match on home soil since the Bravehearts’ 86-0 win against Serbia in 2019.

Myreside, home of Rugby Association side Watsonians RFC, is in the focal point of Edinburgh. The apparatus will see the men’s side re-visitation of the capital city having all the more as of late played in Glasgow and Galashiels.

Lead trainer Nathan Graham said: “Having a ‘pre-World Cup camp’ in Edinburgh prior to making a beeline for Newcastle gives our crew an additional four days to get together. There will be a couple of new faces in the blend, so it will allow them an opportunity to coordinate and make our gathering as very close as anyone might imagine.

“Sending off our Reality Cup crusade in Scotland will finish in a warm-up game against Britain Knights. Without having the option to have a significant mid-season worldwide, I felt that we really wanted an extreme game to start us off and Paul Anderson’s group will surely give that.

England Knights Rugby League World Cup 2022 Schedule

Saturday, October 15 – England vs Manu Samoa (BBC One, BBC iPlayer)

Saturday, October 22 – England vs France (BBC Two, BBC iPlayer)

Saturday, October 29 – England vs Greece (BBC One, BBC iPlayer)

England Knights name latest squad

Meanwhile, England Knights head coach Paul Anderson has confirmed his latest performance squad ahead of this year’s international calendar.

The Knights will also face France ‘B’ in Bordeaux on Saturday October 1 before heading to Edinburgh. Anderson has promoted four young talents from the Super League to his squad.

Wakefield flyer Lewis Murphy has been named for the upcoming fixtures this autumn. Huddersfield forwards Owen Trout and Oliver Wilson, and Leeds’ Cameron Smith, have all also been included.

England Knights squad: Jake Trueman (Castleford), Matt Whitley (Catalans), Jack Broadbent (Featherstone), Matty English , Will Pryce, Owen Trout, Oliver Wilson (all Huddersfield), Jack Brown, Jordan Lane (Hull FC), Mikey Lewis, Jez Litten (Hull KR), Morgan Gannon, Tom Holroyd, Cameron Smith, Liam Tindall (all Leeds), Jon Bennison, Jake Wingfield (St Helens), Lewis Murphy (Wakefield), Ellis Longstaff, Josh Thewlis, Danny Walker, Connor Wrench, Matty Nicholson (all Warrington), Ethan Havard, Sam Halsall, James McDonnell, Brad O’Neill, Oliver Partington, Harry Smith, Morgan Smithies (all Wigan).

[poge-life]

Underbelly{ Sweet Pea

Growing up in Riverdale meant one of two things; you were either a Northsider or a Southsider.

If you were from the Northside, you had basically the equivalent of White privilege. And if you were from the Southside, you were either a Ghoulie or a Serpent. There really is no inbetween when it comes to the Southside.

For anything bad that happened in Riverdale, the Northside was quick to lay blame on the Southside. More specifically, the Serpents. Jason Blossom was shot and they pointed fingers at the serpents, Moose Mason got beat up and they showed up at the Whte wyrm, pointing fingers at the serpents. Turns out, it was their very own Clifford Blossom and Hiram Lodge.

Clifford Blossom had his son kidnapped and tortured by a serpent who goes by the name "Mustang". Jason had learned about his father's side drug business and was ready to go to the authorities about it. Clifford then shot his own son. Hiram lodge had hired people to beat up the teenager due to him finding out about his wife cheating on him with Fred Andrews.

Stephanie "Stevie" Jones was the oldest Jones kid. Older than Jughead by a year, causing both of her siblings to look up to her. When their mom packs up and takes Jellybean with her was when FP lost it. Started drinking more often and lost his job, causing Jughead to pack up and lived wherever he could find. Stevie, although, had stayed with her dad to make sure he didn't drink himself to death.

She attended Southside high. Trying to at least get some form of education, even tho Southside high could care less if they learned anything.

Her life flips upside down when her dad gets arrested for the murder of Jason Blossom and Stevie gets left alone.

[randomimaginesforrandompeople]

Jealous | Sweet pea imagine

Request: you write an imagine were Sweet Pea gets jealous cause another guy was flirting with you at the Wyte Wyrm. So he starts be really possessive of you. Smut if you want.

A/N: I decided to not make this a smutty one, however if you do want sweet pea smut I have some other imagines on my page! I also didn’t know from the imagine if the reader and sweet pea were already together, hope you enjoy!

It was saturday night. You and your friends went to the Whyte Wyrm every saturday night, even to just support Toni who was working behind the bar. The music was blasting, drinks were flowing and it was just as busy as usual. 

Sweet pea was playing pool with Fangs, he was going on about Kevin and about how they were going through something, Sweet pea was barely listening anyway. Y/N had just walked in, he knew she liked to come there on saturdays which is why he usually was there on saturdays as well. They weren’t really together but they were more than friends, at least that’s what he liked to think so. She looked amazing as always. ‘’Are you even listening?’’ Fangs managed to get him out of his head ‘’For fucks sake, I was asking for advice!’’ Fangs shook his head ‘’Sorry dude, what do you need my help with?’’

The first place you checked when you walked in was the pool table where, as you had hoped, was Sweet pea playing pool with Fangs. He wasn’t exactly your boyfriend but you wished he was, you were way too scared to ask him out and he hadn’t asked you yet either so you were in an in-between friends and a relationship. 

Instead of going over there, you decided to say hi to Toni behind the bar. ‘’Sup Toni’’ the pink haired girl smiled ‘’Just working, what about you?’’ She looked at the pool table where Sweet pea was not so subtlly checking the two of you out. ‘’Nothing much, just the usual’’ Toni grinned. Her best friends had been circling around each other for months now and she thought it was funny how neither of them made the first move eventhough they were so obviously into each other. ‘’Want a drink?’’ You looked over in surprise, that was not Toni who asked you that, you didn’t recognize the voice.

A guy sat down next to you ‘’Hey I’m Jeremy, hope I’m not bothering you’’ You shook your head, he seemed like a nice guy. He bought you a drink and the two of you started talking much to the dismay of Sweet pea who had been closely following the interaction ever since Jeremy sat down next to you. Sweet pea knew the guy, he was actually decent but at this moment he was his number one enemy. He had technically no leg to stand on but boy was he jealous, it took everything to not punch the guy in the face. Fangs was still going on ‘’I’m sorry fangs, I need a minute’’ Fangs looked at the bar and rolled his eyes ‘’God just please tell her already, this is just frustrating at this point’’

Sweet pea sauntered to the bar ‘’hey Y/N how fun to see you here!’’ Toni tried to hold her laugh as she poured Sweet pea his usual drink, Sweet pea had the biggest fake smile on his face as he mainly looked at Jeremy. ‘’You two know each other?’’ Jeremy asked surprised. You nodded and before you could answer Sweet pea had already draped his arm around you ‘’We definitely know each other, if you know what I mean’’ You turned to the tall serpent with a look of surprise on your face and lighlty stomped him. ‘’He’s being ridicilous, yes Sweet pea and I know each other, we’re in the same circle’’

He tightened his grip on you and downed his drink. Jeremy looked a little intimitated and surprised by the sudden posessiveness of Sweet pea. ‘’You know I’ll go find my friends, I’ll see you later y/n’’ He smiled and turned away. ‘’What the fuck was that about?’’ was the first thing you asked the dark haired guy next to you. ‘’Nothing, I don’t know what you’re talking about’’ He said while shrugging. You broke free from his iron grip ‘’So you wouldn’t mind if I were to go find him and dance with him?’’ ‘’Wha- no I would-’’ Sweet pea stammered when you interrupted him by yelling out ‘’Jer-’’ Sweet pea turned you to him ‘’Don’t’’ 

You gulped, you had never been this close to him before, you felt the atmosphere change as the two of you just looked at each other before he crashed his lips onto yours. You were caught of guard but quickly kissed him back. It was everything you had wanted and more, you pulled him closer as he wrapped his arms around you, you almost forgot you were in the Whyte Wyrm when Toni cleared her throat. You pulled away from him and blushed, a little embarrassed that you just had a full on make out session in the Whyte Wyrm, 

‘‘I had been wanting to do that for a while’‘ Sweet pea admitted with a grin on his face. ‘‘Me too’‘ you replied, same grin on your face. ‘‘I know I should’ve asked you this way sooner, but would you like to go out with me?’‘ You grinned ‘‘Obviously dumb ass’‘ He laughed and wrapped his arm against you again, you leaned into him. It all worked out in the end.

[sweatergirlsposts]

Imagine taking care of Sweet Pea after the final Serpent initiation stage

“Oh my god what the hell did they do to you?!?! I thought that it was only gonna be a few punches”

“I’m fine, I just need a couple pain meds and sleep”

“No no no you don’t mister. For all we know is that you could have a concussion, therefore you are not sleeping and you are going to let me take care of you. No buts!” 

“If I let you take care of me first, will you let me sleep later? I’m really tired.”

“Maybe. But for now let me fix you up babe” 

MASTERLIST

[storiesbymads]

PANTIES ( sweet pea . )

Sweet Pea decides to have a little fun with his girlfriend. 

warnings: swearing, pwp, smut, oral (female receiving), fingering, praise kink, overstimulation, unprotected sex

A/N: semi-return from hiatus (?),, also this is very reminiscent of april showers oops (way way filthier though,,,,,,,,, like the filthiest i’ve ever written). 

wc: 2.1k

You were stirred awake by the gentle movements of your boyfriend from behind you on the couch. It’d been a rather relaxed day, only having gotten up from your spots on the couch to change movies or go to the bathroom. So, when you felt Sweet Pea’s hands begin to trail up and down your sides, ever so close to getting a little more than innocent, you were pulled out of your light sleep.

“Pea, what are you doing?” you said groggily. He shushed you softly and moved his other hand to place over your mouth.

“Let me do this for you,” you nodded against him as his fingertips dipped beneath the waistband of your leggings, over the cotton covering your core. You felt heat rush to your head as he teased you through the dampening cloth. His movements were slow. The minimal pleasure from his hands was magnified by all the things he was whispering into your ear.

“You’re such a good girl, aren’t you,” he moved your panties to the side to allow one of his fingers to penetrate your entrance. “So so good.”

“Sweets.”

“Shh, baby. I know, you’re doing so well.”

“Feels so good,” he inserted two more fingers, curling them.

“I know, baby. Taking my fingers so well.” He went on for about a minute or so longer before abruptly pulling his fingers out and moving out from behind you. A small ‘hmph’ escaped your lips, pulling your bottom one between your teeth, as Sweet Pea moved to sit at the foot of the couch. Pulling your leggings down your legs, he tossed them near the coffee table and spread your legs open. The thin cotton was left covering your womanhood as Sweet Pea placed open-mouthed kisses up your leg from your ankle to your inner thigh.

“Oh my God, Pea,” you groaned out. He had begun to kitten lick your clit through the white fabric; the cloth was soaked through but that ultimately just increased your pleasure. He bit down on the fabric and let it snap back down. You were ready to scream. His hair seemed to be the only place to put your hands and you heard and felt him audibly growl against you when you harshly tugged at his dark locks. This was nothing like what Sweet Pea usually did during oral.

“So pretty, so so pretty. Are you going to be the good girl I know you are and let me eat you out? Let me eat you out through your flimsy panties?” The lewd comments slipping from his lips made you shiver with anticipation. His tongue began prodding your entrance before licking a stripe up to your clit. One hand slid up and pushed the T-shirt you were wearing halfway up your torso prior to fiddling with the thin straps on your underwear.

“I’m gonna cum,” you moaned, the coil in your stomach winding ever tighter.

“Cum, baby. I know you can do it. I know you have it in you.”

“Fuck,” you mumbled your high falling over you and passing all to quickly. You sighed as you tried to grab your leggings off of the floor.

“Uh-uh, I’m not done with you yet,” he grumbled and pressed your hips down with both of his hands and immediately began licking at your sensitive entrance once again, still through your panties.

“You’ve absolutely destroyed these, sweetheart.”

“I think that was more you than me, Pea,” you moaned. Before you knew it, you could feel your climax building once again.

“C’mon I know it’ll feel so good if you let it go again. You’ve got one more in you, baby girl. I know you do,” he said against you. “Such a pretty girl.”

Your body was rolling with pleasure, bucking into Sweet Pea’s mouth as you came for the second time in the past fifteen minutes.

“Sweet Jesus,” you were panting when he came up to press a kiss against your lips.

“You think you got a few more in you?”

“I don’t know Swe-”

“Yes you do, baby. I know you’ve got at least two more,” he mumbled. He changed positions once again, this time having the two of you sit up with your still clothed core on his thigh.

“Pea-”

“We both know how much you love riding my thigh,” he taunted, sending you a wink whilst his hands dug bruises into your hips. A shaky gasp fell from your lips as he ground you against him. Your knee brushed up against his hard-on and a low moan came from him.

“Pea, you need release, too.”

“This is about you, princess,” he placed his face into your neck and began to kiss across the neckline of your T-shirt.

“I’m cumming,” your orgasm brought you to the brink of tears this time. You didn’t think you could go for another whole orgasm.

“One more. You’re doing so good. You’re such a good girl,” he mumbled before licking over the hickey he’d just left. Repositioning once again, he laid you down on your back before finally pulling off your ruined undergarments. You tried to help him remove his clothes but the events that had taken place just prior had left you utterly exhausted.

“I know you’ve got just one more in you, pretty girl.”

“Mhmm,” you mumbled as Sweet Pea placed his tip at your entrance. He slowly entered you, going balls deep, before pulling out almost completely and repeating the process almost verbatim. Shaky groans were leaving him and you could tell he was holding back from just fucking you as hard as he could. He didn’t want to overwork you too much.

“Faster, Sweets. I can handle it, promise,” you nodded and Sweet Pea immediately began slamming into you. Only a few seconds later, your fourth orgasm washed over you and this one did bring tears to your eyes. A few fell down your face as he came inside of you. His warm fluid mixed with yours seeped out of you as he pulled out. He looked up at your face with a smirk only to see remnants of tears.

“Oh God, baby girl. Please tell me I didn’t hurt you.”

“No, Sweets. I was overwhelmed ‘sall,” you let out a small yawn as he moved the two of you once more to where he was spooning you on the couch.

“I’m so proud of you.” You smiled slightly before going back to enjoy that nap you were having earlier.

[jjmaybanktrash]

I’m scared: S•P

I’m back again, I know it’s been a long break but just the crap I’ve been through lately I needed to get into a better place. So here we go!

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Request: Y/N

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It was just a couple days after the musical, Fangs was finally being released. You honestly didn’t know why he was even locked up, they had no proof it was him! You and the other serpents were all standing in the police station, surrounding fangs. You were in front of fangs, sweet pea was beside you and Jughead was on the other side of you, you all pushed, through the crowd just as you got to the car you seen Reggie pull the gun up at fangs, last thing you remember was the bang, you fell to the ground. You looked everywhere for sweet pea, but you couldn’t see him, you couldn’t only see Jughead and Fangs. Jughead yelled “Come on Y/N we’ve gotta take you to hospital.” You shook your head tears streaming down “No I want sweet pea with me.” Fangs pulled his phone from his ear for the third time “Still nothing.”

-Sweet Pea’s p.o.v-

My phone kept buzzing, I looked down at it to see it was fangs. I just ignored it, I wanted to fucking find Reggie, he hurt my girlfriend. I was walking through the high school trashing everything, just as I was leaving, Archie Andrews showed up, he yelled “Sweet Pea it wasn’t Reggie. It was Midge’s Mum.” I screamed “I don’t care who the fuck it was, it was a north sider that shot my girlfriend and you all are gonna fucking pay.” Archie yelled “Y/N want you in hospital with her. I doubt she would want you out causing a riot.” I shook my head “Move it Andrews or I’ll move you.” My phone buzzed again, I pulled it out and spoke “Boys watch my back.” I looked down and seen it was a text from Jughead. It read “SP come to the hospital ASAP, Y/N has gone into shock from blood loss, and we both know she’d rather you here when she wakes up.” I replied “I’ll be there soon just finishing something off.”

I looked up at Archie and spoke “I’d move it right now Andrews, you wouldn’t wanna be in the cross fire.” I pulled out my lighter as the guys pulled the bins full of paper in front of me. I chucked the lighter in and walked out, my next stop? I know it should be the hospital but I need to go smash up the lodge’s car. I looked across the road and seen Mr. Lodge’s car, I started chucking things at it whatever got into my hands I threw at it, as soon as it was destroyed to my likings I ran to the hospital. I ran in, blood all over my hands, I looked around the waiting room to see Jughead and Fangs, they both looked up at me, tears in their eyes. I yelled “Where is she?” Jughead looked straight at the door beside me, I swung it open, there she laid, all these cords and needles in her. I walked over to her bed, I cried “I’m sorry I let this happen Y/N, I shouldn’t of been in front not you.”

Jughead walked in “Sweet Pea. She’s okay, she’s got blood going into her now. But the Ghoulies are back.” I shook my head “I’m not leaving her. Not again.” Fangs spoke softly “Jug we’ll just leave him here with her. I know Y/N is your sister but we’ve gotta go to pops.” Jughead nodded “When she wakes up call me.” I nodded “Okay.” The two left the room leaving me beside Y/N, I cried “I love you so fucking much Y/N/N! You’re everything and more, I honestly couldn’t be without you. I’m so glad you’re okay, just wake up for me please. I love you.”

-Your P.O.V-

“I love you.” Was the first thing I heard when my eyes flattered open, your head turned to the side, your eyes met Sweet Peas, you softly spoke “Pea.” His eyes lit up, like a kid’s on Christmas Day, he smiled “Omg Y/N you’re awake.” You nodded “I am. Where’s Fangs and Jug?” He shook his head “Ghoulies are back so they’re going to get rid of them.” He pulled out his phone and called someone, he spoke “Yeah she’s awake. Oh FP, Keller and Fred sorted it? Alrighty see you and FP soon.” He put his phone down and looked at you “Jughead and FP will be here soon.” You nodded “Alright now give me a kiss and tell me what damage you done.” He chuckles and leaned in giving you a kiss, he pulled back and told me all that he done.

After Pea finished telling you what he had done, your dad and brother walked in. You looked over at them and smiled “See you bunch of idiots I’m okay.”