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[wolfofansbach]

Personal thoughts and meditations upon the occasion of the Riverdale series finale. 

Probably like four people are going to read this but I feel compelled to write it out anyway. This show has genuinely been a massive part of my life. I watched the first episode because some high school friends encouraged me to (IRONICALLY, BRO). I was in high school when I started this show. Those friends of course long ago fell away, unable to continue, unable to wacth anymore, but I have kept the faith. All seven seasons. Every. Single. Episode.

I’m not even entirely sure what captivated me so much about the show. I loved the atmosphere of season 1. I genuinely wanted to find out who killed Jason Blossom. Was genuinely fucked up by episode 1 x 12 and the first season finale.

I have such fond memories of watching the first season. I distinctly remember a road-trip I Tok with my friends the summer of 2017, and joking about  maple syrup drug empires and the “weirdo” line back when that was the wildest scene on the show. Joking about how sick of the song ‘Believer’ by Imagine Dragons (2017) we were. 

And then I decided to get involved in a fandom for the first time in a couple of years, and so I revived my old Tumblr, and I began Posting. And reading posts.  

That was my last summer after high school and I was so nervous about college but this show and this fandom helped me get through it. My freshman year I lived in a dorm, and if you wanted to watch TV you had to go down to this common room, so every Thursday I would go down there like an hour ahead of time and occupy the place to make sure the remote was in my hands by 7 PM. A few times I failed, and I missed an episode because of it. But rarely! 

I remember that slowly dawning feeling as season 2 progressed. Scrolling my Tumblr feed and slowly seeing people come to the realization: “wait…is it just me or does this show actually suck.” Was kind of frustrating at the time, realizing that the writers just like…were bad, but in retrospect? Beautiful. Incredible. Legendary. 

And you could even say that’s where the fun really began. Yes, there’s plenty to hate, but also Riverdale is brilliant. The show of all time. For real. No other show has done it like Riverdale. They just haven't, and they never will. The age of the cable television teen drama is ending, and what a hell of a last hurrah Riverdale has been.

The Red Circle. Jingle Jangle. The Gargoyle King. Edgar Evernever and his fantastic rocket. Bret Weston Wallis and Donna Sweett (genuinely cannot say their names without giggling). Jughead getting hit in the head with a rock and faking his death for like…some reason? I genuinely can’t remember, something to do with the Hardy Brothers idk. Tabitha sprinkling the devil with the tears of the Virgin Mary. The normies can laugh all they want about “epic highs and lows” but do they remember the even funnier lines like “if there’s no wedding, that means the gargoyle king has won” or “word of my exploits serving Nick his comeuppance…” THEY NEVER WILL. ONLY THE TRUE FAITHFUL UNDERSTAND. 

And is silly as it all was, I have genuine affection for these characters. Like Betty, Veronica, Jughead, Archie, Cheryl, Toni, actually mean a lot to me. YES they’re fake but I want the best for them (and for Beronica to be canon but you know we can’t win them all). I’m genuinely grateful that this show has existed and been a part of my life for the past six years. 

Moreover, I credit this show for seriously getting into writing. I’ve actually written almost a million words of Riverdale fanfiction. Much of it will never see the light of day, but it exists. Maybe I even have one or two left in me, I don’t know. At the very least I’d like to finish a few uncompleted fics. But I’ve also branched out. Since I started seriously writing in 2017, I’ve also finished several original manuscripts, and who knows, maybe one day I’ll get one published. Stranger things have happened. 

So, thanks Roberto.

And thanks to all of the very cool people I’ve run into in this fandom. I honestly wish I’d gotten to know most of you better, but them’s the breaks. Hopefully this isn’t weird but I’m going to tag a few people in particular. 

@village-skeptic. I know you’re not in the fandom anymore (lucky you), but thank you for, once upon a time, reading every one of the 200,000+ words of a 17-year-old kid’s turgid, indulgent, Riverdale Spanish Civil War fan fiction. I never, ever would have finished that story without you, and I credit it with giving me the confidence to keep writing, and in fact to write everything I’ve written since then. You’re brilliant and awesome. 

@satelliteinasupernova. Thank you for also reading Interbellum (are we noticing a pattern), and more importantly for all of your wonderful drawings. INCLUDING fanart of some of my fics. You have no idea how happy that Strange Death of Elizabeth Cooper piece made me. You rule. 

@sullypants. You were a perennial presence on my feed. Always wonderful to see. I love your taste in art, and I love those ‘penguin classics’ covers you made for a few of my fics. Thank you also for beta reading a few fics for me back in the glory days. And thank you for chatting with me a couple times over the years, including a few times when I was in quite unhappy places. 

@stillhidden. I’m not sure if we’ve ever actually talked, but you like or reblog everything I post and it makes me feel like I’m not just shouting into the void. Same goes for @frauleinfunf Thank God for dutiful mutuals. 

@sonyascomet. I can’t remember when I started following you but you have a really good sense of humor. And I’ll always remember when you kept posting about “Greg” for Succession and I, not knowing anything about Succession, kept imagining Greg Heffley. 

@stillhidden thank you for your world-weary Riverdale posts. You truly understand fandom like few others.

@halcooper. Your devotion to the neglected parents of Riverdale is truly admirable. Every time I see Lochlyn Munro in some weird low budget horror movie I’ll think of you.

I hope I didn’t forget anyone who would be offended by my forgetting, but I doubt it. 

All this to say this show has been a genuinely huge part of my life for six years. SIX YEARS. I graduated college, my God. I wish I could say I became a millionaire or a successful author in that time, but nah. Maybe one day, but for now I’m just kind of vibing. And unfortunately, I’ll have to vibe without Riverdale from now on. 

But as I sit myself down to watch the very last episode of this show, I remind myself that we’ll always have the memories. And I’ll always be an unapologetic Riverdale enjoyer. As a great man once said, snakes don’t shed their skins so easily. 

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Win Back

Summary: Bret Weston Wallis/Reader, After reader finds out what Bret did to her cousin Jughead he has to win her back

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You’re pretty sure your life is perfect. You’re one of the top students in stonewall prep. You've been dating Bret for almost a year and you were easily able to pick between the two top colleges you’d had your eye on. The likelihood of you getting into at least one of them was high.

Everything was fine. Until Jughead Jones showed up.

He was your cousin; you knew that much and you knew your parents hated him and his mother, your aunt. She had abandoned him, and as far as you knew so did his dad once his mom went back for his younger sister.

He was currently wandering the halls of Stonewall convinced about some dumb concpericy, you’d seen him snooping around in other peoples rooms and you were sure yours was next. You didn’t want him to find out your connection to him, which you assumed he would, seeing the family photo you have on your dresser, your mother and his were identical twins after all.

“Listen Jones, I don’t want anything to do with you or your dumb concpiracys…”

“It’s not one! My grandfather..”

“Like I give two shits about some poor dead guy.” You scoff, and Jughead glares.

“Listen you spoiled bitch; I’m telling you that things are going to get a whole lot worse and more dangerous.”

“Oh sure, like I’m going to believe some fake gang member from some backwater little town.” You roll your eyes and walk away, wondering if he knows the two of you are related.

When you bring up your encounter to Bret he nods a little.

“Yeah Jones has been going off on this weird tangent; best to just ignore him; me and the guys have a prank we want to play on him.” You chuckle assuring him you can’t wait to hear all about his joke.

”Bret, what are you doing?” You whine playfully and he looks up from his computer screen.

“Trying not to fail chemistry, it’s going to murder me.” he pouts and you grin, kissing him.

“You can do assignments later, come pay attention to meeee.”

“Babe, while I would love to, I have to finish this up, besides actually studying gives me an alibi.”

“Alibi?”

“Yeah from what happened to Jones…”

“What happened to him?”

“Aw worried you could get in trouble for his almost murder?”

“His what?!!”

“Me and Donna, well we attempted to uh, bury him alive, and- Babe! Where are you going???”

“You fucking tried to kill someone Bret!” You snap and he mumbles at you to be quiet.

“Oh I should be quiet? Not the guy who tried to murder a whole other person!?!?!”

“We didn’t actually kill him!”

“You were going to!”

“What does it matter to you anyways.”

“He’s my fucking cousin and if he dies then everyone knows that and my reputation here is ruined, which means I’ll drag you down with me!!” You scowl and Bret laughs a little. “Oh, you don’t believe me? Fine.” You storm out of his dorm room and block his number for at least the night.

You wake up the next morning to no missed calls, texts or anything from Bret. You try to check to see if he’s even left his room, and he catches you.

“Miss me that much Y/N?”

“No… maybe, yes.” You pout and he opens his arms for a hug.

“No! You almost killed someone. You’ll have to do a lot more than that to…” You watch as Bret dangles a necklace from his hand.

”It’s going to take forever for you to make it up for me..”

“Forever is a very long time; anything I can do to speed up the process?” He grins and his hand trails lower over your skirt.

“I can think of a few things..” You smirk at him and nod towards the bedroom.

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Surprise ~ Jughead Jones

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Notes - Okay so this is the fic I promised you guys at Christmas. Yes I know it took forever and I’m so sorry but I’m so so so glad it’s out now you have no idea!!!! I really hope you enjoy it please let me know if you do! Thank you to @lathyrusodorxtus to helping me write Bret and help me make him a douche, ily lee.

Warnings - Slight sweating.

Word count - 3k.

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Her fingertips lightly brushed over the checkered blue and white quilt cover that covered his bed as she sat waiting for him to arrive. Whilst she had been in the space that her boyfriend essentially lived in before, it still was new to her. His side of the room wasn’t messy, as she had expected from her boyfriend, who had created quite a mess in Archie’s bedroom when he had been staying with his best friend. He had some stacks of different books on his desk that she could only guess were reading materials for his class, and some different drafts piled beside them, though it was all neat. She couldn’t say the side for his roommate's side of the room, which was littered with different scrunched up balls of paper and even some clothes on his nightstand and the floor.

Jughead had been at the school for only a few weeks, though she hadn’t seen him since he had moved in. He had been busy with his studies and she had been occupied with other things back in Riverdale, and they just hadn’t had time to see each other. Though after multiple calls from Jughead explaining how he felt like an outsider there, and multiple times she had almost cried because she missed him; it was enough to buy a train ticket to meet him at his school.

Stonewall Prep had a sort of atmosphere to it that she didn’t like. It was cold, for a start. The corridors and halls were all freezing cold, unlike the warmth that came from most of the buildings in Riverdale, and the only warmth she did have was in Jughead's dorm after she had turned on the small heater in the corner of his dormitory. Though the people there were making it worse. She had walked past a few of his classmates on her way into the private school, and they seemed to all have the same cold stare that made her a little uneasy. Jughead had told her that his classmates weren’t the nicest of people, and she could see why very clearly.

Though anything negative had been cleared from her mind as soon as she heard the doorknob turning and the creak of the old wooden door as it was pushed open, revealing the person who she’d been missing terribly for weeks. It was like she was walking through a desert and he was her oasis; he was so beautiful. His signature beanie was sat atop of his head as usual, light raven curls peeking out from underneath the grey wool which caused her to smile. The red tie that was a part of his uniform was loosened and his top button was undone, his collarbones barely peeking out from the white fabric. And the sleeves of his blazer were rolled up slightly, exposing his olive-toned forearms. In usual Jughead fashion, he walked into the bedroom juggling two books, his laptop case, and a cup of coffee; which she could see was still hot by the steam rising from the mug. She smiled softly when seeing he was using the mug that she had gotten him for the previous Christmas that they had shared together. It had been a dumb joke present that had a literary pun that read “Why are writers always cold? Because they’re surrounded by drafts.” And whilst Jughead had groaned about how bad of a pun it was, he’d taken it to Stonewall with him anyways.

It only took a second for him to spot her. She was practically beaming as she watched his gaze drift upwards from the floor to land on her, and if it were possible her smile widened at the sight of his blue eyes lighting up and a smile quickly taking over his expression.

“Hey,” He breathed out through the grin, quickly emptying his arms of his belongings to a free spot on the nearest unit as she stood up from his bed. “What’re you doing here?”

“I wanted to come and surprise you.” She beamed and crossed the small space of the dormitory that was between them, before she giggled as he pulled her into his arms and hugged her so tightly that her feet lifted off of the floor slightly as he’d lifted her up.

Her arms locked tightly around his shoulders as he did around her waist, and she melted into his touch with a warm smile and a sigh of content. It had been weeks without his touch, his warmth; and she had never known such torture as not being able to be held by her beloved. Through all of the sleepless nights and the tears she shed over not being able to be with him, in that moment she felt it was all worth it by being able to see him then. She pressed her face into the material of his blazer and inhaled deeply, relaxing more in his arms as the familiar smell of old books and coffee beans washed over her senses. She used to hate the smell of coffee, when she’d started dating him she complained all the time, though now she couldn’t get enough of it, because coffee smelt like him.

“I missed you so much.” Jughead murmured into her hair, his arms subtly tightening around her frame as he spoke.

“I missed you too.” She whispered as she smiled softly. “Sorry I didn’t come down any sooner. I wanted to but I’ve just been so caught up with everything. And I know you have too.”

“No, don’t apologise darling.” Jughead flattened his palm against her back and gently rubbed it through the soft material of her jumper. “You’re here now and that’s all that matters.”

Her eyes fluttered open and looked up at him when she felt him move back slightly, and couldn’t help but smile brightly when she met his eyes and the smile that he was wearing too. It had been too long since she’d seen that smile in person. Video calling each other was fine, but it was never enough. It could never make up for not being able to see the real thing.

His hand moved from her back and her smile softened a little when his palm cupped the side of her face and tilted it up slightly, before he leaned down and met her lips with his in a soft kiss.

When was the last time she had kissed him? She couldn’t even picture it, though she knew for a fact that whatever she had remembered kissing him like was nothing compared to the real thing. Butterflies rose up in her stomach as she melted into his touch, her hands resting on his chest as he pulled her closer by a hand on her lower back. She hadn’t felt so warm and euphoric since the last time she had seen him; and in that moment she couldn’t imagine anything better than kissing Jughead Jones.

Though before either of them could pull away from the kiss, the noise of the door creaking open behind them filled the room, before a quiet chuckle followed. “Sorry, I’m not interrupting am I?”

Jughead looked visibly annoyed as he pulled away and sighed as he turned to face the person at the door, reaching for her hand in the process. She turned to look at who was standing at the door and smiled politely, not recognising who was there. He was taller than Jughead, though only by a little, wearing the same uniform though his was a little more presentable; his tie on properly and his sleeves not rolled up. In his hand he carried a laptop bag that looked a little like the one Jughead had, though it was a lighter brown in colour instead. Was this the roommate Jughead was constantly complaining about?

“Nope.” Jughead answered him a little stiffly, and upon looking up at him she could see his jaw was clenched, in - what she guessed was - annoyance. This was definitely his roommate.

“Good, I’d hate to intrude.” The guy at the door chuckled quietly again, before he shifted his gaze from Jughead and onto her with a lift of his eyebrows and a slight smirk.

“I don’t believe I’ve seen you around before.” He mused, and she couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy under his gaze. “What’s your name, sweetheart?”

“Y/N.” Jughead answered for her, and as he spoke he let go of her hand to move an arm around her waist instead. It wasn’t often that Jughead got jealous or protective, though she could definitely tell when he did. Her hand lifted to lightly rub his arm, and once he had glanced down at her she shook her head slightly, as if to tell him it wasn’t worth getting mad over.

“Y/N huh? A beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” The guy smirked slightly, and this time she didn’t mind at all once Jughead had tightened his arm around her slightly. “Bret Weston Wallis, it’s a pleasure to meet you. Tell me, doll, what’re you doing with someone like him?” Bret eyed Jughead for a moment before his gaze locked with hers once more. “Charity work?”

A frown quickly formed over her features when she felt Jughead stiffen at her side, and she glared at Bret as the frown quickly turned into a scowl. She knew more than anybody else that Jughead was insecure of his past. He had asked her a few times about why she chose him, of all other people. Why choose the kid from the broken home instead of the put-together kid from a happy one? And although she knew Jughead understood her feelings completely, after almost three years together, she could tell comments like that still hurt him. And truthfully they hurt her too.

“Because I love him, you dick.” She shot back, though he just chuckled at her again which got on her nerves even more. It was like he was mocking her

“Easy there, I’m just letting a beautiful girl like yourself know your options. You don’t know what you’re missing out on until you experience it, sweetheart.” He winked at her and she scowled.

She could tell Jughead was itching to say something by the way he kept his jaw clenched and his hands in fists, his knuckles turning white under the pressure. Though she simply rubbed his arm to let him know it was okay as she stood up a little straighter in front of Bret. It definitely wasn’t the first time Y/N had gotten into an argument with someone taller and stronger than her; back in her sophomore year she had gotten into constant arguments with people like Reggie Mantle for picking on Jughead among others, so it wasn’t new for her. She wasn’t someone who enjoyed conflict, though she would never stand for someone being nasty. Especially not towards herself or her boyfriend.

“Trust me, I’m not missing out on anything. I’ve experienced it.” She glared at him and crossed her arms over her chest, only growing more aggravated when Bret had simply laughed and looked back up at Jughead instead with an irritating smirk.

“She’s feisty. I like that.”

Bret’s words had her face twisting in disgust as she glared at him, feeling Jughead fully tense at her side before he let go of her to step forwards and lightly push him towards the door. “Okay, Bret, go and find Donna or someone.” Jughead spoke stiffly, clearly trying to keep his anger in check as he opened the door and nudged Bret to walk out of the room.

“Okay okay, I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone. I can see you want to be alone,” He rolled his eyes and went to leave the room, though at the last moment turned back to face Y/N as he leaned against the doorframe. “You know where to find me if you're ever looking for an,” He paused as he turned to look at Jughead, very clearly giving him a once-over, before his eyes returned back to Y/N. “...upgrade.”

Her expression twisted into an angry scowl and she opened her mouth to say something, though before she could Jughead slammed the door in his face, still clearly tense.

“Your roommate is an asshole.” She frowned as she moved back over to him, sighing as she moved her arms around his waist to hug him. Y/N couldn’t imagine how much worse Bret might be when she wasn’t around, and the thought made her frown. Jughead stayed at Stonewall Prep five days a week, and for the majority of his time that was what he had to deal with? It just wasn’t fair.

“I know,” Jughead sighed as he moved his arms back around her, dropping a kiss to her hair before he rested his head on top of her’s, swaying them slightly as he gently held onto her. “I don’t like him on an average day, but I definitely don’t like him talking to you like that.” Jughead huffed and his hold on her tightened subtly.

“I’m sure he won’t bother us again, and if he does I’ll punch him.” She joked and giggled quietly, smiling once Jughead had pulled back enough to look at her.

“Oh yeah, I’ve got no doubt about it. You’re extremely threatening, all four feet of you.” He cracked an entertained grin as she gasped in mock offence, lightly smacking his chest.

“Hey! I’m way taller than four feet, you’re so mean. I’m not even short.”

“Oh yeah?” Jughead challenged and raised his eyebrows a little, smirking slightly. “Kiss me then.”

Y/N scowled playfully as she leaned up on her tiptoes to kiss him as challenged, though without him helping her by leaning down slightly she could only just about reach to press her lips against the underside of his jaw.

“You got it, short stack?” Jughead teased.

She just huffed and moved her hands to the side of his neck to pull him down so she could kiss him properly, causing him to chuckle quietly against her lips as his hands found her waist, holding her against himself as he walked her backwards until the backs of her knees hit the edge of his bed, causing her to sit down.

“I’m not short.” She playfully glared at him, though her expression changed to a more fond smile when his hands tilted her head up slightly to look up at him.

“Mhm, I’m sure you’re not.” He responded teasingly before he just leaned down to kiss her again as she knocked his beanie off of his head to thread her fingers through his soft hair to pull him closer to her.

Just over an hour later she sighed as she felt his fingers gently moving through her hair, brushing any loose strands from her face. They were laying across his bed with the sheets just about up to their hips so they didn’t overheat underneath the extra material. All she was wearing was his white button-up that he had been in earlier as she rested her head against his shoulder, her fingers tracing invisible shapes and lines across his bare chest as he held her against himself.

“I’m sorry we don’t see each other more often.” Jughead spoke softly into her hair.

Y/N glanced up at him and shook her head as she smiled softly. “You don’t need to apologise, baby,” She said softly, her hand moving to his side again so she could run her thumb lightly over his ribs. “I’d rather you stay here and take this amazing opportunity with your writing then stay somewhere that won’t help you at all,” Y/N leaned up to gently kiss his jaw. “Your roommate might be a dick and so might your classmates, but it’s not like they’ll kill you.”

“Don’t jinx it.” Jughead mumbled jokingly and she giggled quietly as she felt him press a kiss to her forehead softly. “Are you sure you’ll be okay without me there the whole time? I worry about you, y’know.” He sighed.

She couldn’t help but smile softly as he moved his hand from her hair to gently rest it along her jawline instead, the pad of his thumb running along her cheek. Of course she missed him whilst he was away, but Stonewall Prep was important. It was a chance for him to enhance his already amazing writing skills and take his talent even further than what he had. She couldn’t get in the way of that. They would have all the time in the world when he was finished, but for now it was important he kept at what he was doing.

“I’ll be fine, Jug,” She said softly. “This is important for you, and if I do ever need you I’ll call you.”

“You promise?” Jughead raised his eyebrows a little.

“I promise.”

He sighed though accepted her answer nonetheless, a soft smile painting over his lips as he leaned down to press his lips against hers softly for a long moment before he pulled back to look at her.

“I’m going to miss that beautiful face, though.” He smiled fondly, his thumb circling her now pink cheek.

“And I’ll miss yours.” Y/N giggled, kissing him again for a long moment before she pulled away to lean her head against his shoulder again.

“I love you so much.” Jughead said softly, his fingers combing through her hair again as she relaxed into him a bit more.

“I love you, too,” She smiled and turned her head to gently kiss his jaw again before she nuzzled her face into the side of his neck, enjoying the peaceful moment with her boyfriend in his arms.

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Question

So I’m watching the newest season of Riverdale and while I know everyone probably hates them but I really love Bret and Donna. I kind of want to write for them and maybe even some poly with them. 

Would everyone be okay if I write for Riverdale but only for Bret and Donna? I still don’t have the other characters’ personality down but I really want to write for some bad guys.

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Veronica Lodge x  Bret Weston Wallis Ft. His Friends *Requested*

THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING HUN I LOVED WRITING THIS ONE AND IT IS NOT WEIRD I LOVE YOUR MINDS JUST SO BEAUTIFUL PLEASE SEND MORE AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY IT LOVE YESSS 😍😍😍

i’m still doing requests and taking them lovelies 

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Warnings: Manhandled, Choking, 3 people, sexual advancement, force entry,smut, dirty talk,broken Veronica,

River Vixens i'm going to meet up with Archie in the parking lot" As Veronica stood up and scanned at her iPhone for a text from the orange haired man. Cheryl stalked over toward her and boomed back at her "Be back for call outs, Veronica we need you"

Veronica shook her head in agreement, step after step of her running out the stadium toward the parking lot fences. she glanced at her phone again but no text. stop from running she tapped her cheer shoes in rhythm, crossing her tanned arms over her breasts.

"where is Archie, he was suppose to be here " below a whisper. "oh look it's veronica at a stonewall game, you don’t see that often" A voice boomed through her thoughts. Her mouth dropped from the light brown locks and blue eyes standing right in front of her. her worst nightmare met her horizon.

"oh no it's you, what do you want Bret" 

"hey hey nothing, but just admiring a ravishing raven haired girl" Bret took a few steps close to veronica frame. Placing his slender fingers under her chin. veronica head went up and looked in his icy blue eyes as a smirk creep on his face. veronica was a beautiful master piece in Bret's eyes and he wants her plastered on his mind.

She took a few steps back and pushed Bret. He flew back, his smirk disappeared and replaced with a eyebrow furrowed and his blood boiling. veronica head falling down from Bret’s gaze."well i don't want anything to do with you.'Bret stalking toward veronica, while he placed his hands in his hair swooping a few locks to the side.

"Oh, but i got a lot of things that i want to do to you the love of my heart, and the girl standing right there is going to listen to and do whatever i say" 

"bull crap no i am not"

Her spitting back at Bret. He captured her cheer skirt, her body crashing into his as bret held her close. his hand found its way toward his pocket and a black rectangular object made its way along her plump lips.

Veronica stood there as droplets appeared on her forehead. she turned herself around from Bret scanning for Archie, his gripped tighten and veronica's body snapped back to his. "stop Bret I need to find Archie"

Veronica fought in his hold on her. Bret made his way down toward her ear. His rough Heartshappes brushed against her ear with every word he spoke.

“Read what that says on the tape”

“Veronica and…. oh no”

“Oh yes and you know I had such a fonding of you Veronica”

veronica flinch from his sticky breathe on her ear. Bret lips place a airy kiss on her ear. a strangled moan escaped her mouth from the distressed he placed on her petite body.“No Bret I’ll give you anything daddy has a lot of money”He smirked at the flustered girl and trailed his eyes from her curvy love handles.veronica was begging to keep her insanity from Bret.

He had so much in store for her.  His rough palm found its way on her back. Bret stepping forward as veronica stepping back. Her heart raced with every step that they both took. They waltzed with each others body. Bret placed her in between the barb wire fence. Terror filled her eyes on what she had to accomplish from the evil man.

"i really want that curvy body of yours"Her wrists compelled there way on the wire. Her orbs leading to Bret. two sets of different hands placed her in the hold. Veronica kicked her legs forward but Bret's henchmen bondage didn't budge.Her body coming alive for him to take every innocence she has.

Brett intertwined his hands with his belt loops and his pants coming undone. His jeans made there way down to his thigh and his Calvin Klein’s followed. Bret's dick exposed right in front of Veronica. Pre cum dripping from the tip at the sensation veronica brought him.

"Alright boys, Let's give her what she's really been missing.

Bret trailed his palm up and down his shaft , lubricating his dick for veronica a groan escaped from him as his length grew in his hand. "no please"

Her protests feeling the air. Veronica felt she wanted to faint from the enduring pain that he felt he was going to call. Bret ran his thumb along her red stained lips. he grabbed her thigh and her legs found there way on both side of his torso. Exposed in front of Bret, her skirt rides up.  His dick fell in between her legs. liquid dripping from him and soaked her lace pantie. a moan came out her throat.

Veronica felt her area contract from the heated contact. Bret ran his tip along her plump bud that peaked through. Veronica heart raced from the cold world that Bret created for both of them.

A harden breast nipple appeared under her cheer shirt. Goosebumps flared on her skin. Bret teasing made her body fall into denial that her body craved. His hand slipped between the fold of her panties. Him pulling them to the side. her love box appeared, dripping from the cool air that hit her.

Stimalously as his cock stood there, he slipped one slender finger inside her as his precum covered his finger. She bite back at the finger in her and grind her hips at Bret’s finger covering in her roughly.then Bret takes his finger out lines up at her entrance. his free hand captures her vagina folds and spreads them apart. he's inches away from her opening he slides his tip inside her wiggling.  

Her bottom lip finds its way in between her teeth. Veronica eyes enclosed in her skull. The thickness of him overtook her site. As he continues to enter himself in, she shakes her legs from the hardness she feels that Bret gave her.

"already? Do i really have that much effect on you?"

“Ugh uh uh Brett no”

Veronica protests ringed in Bret’s euphoria.instantly he guides his finger covered in Veronica and sucks her off his index. Immediately after that Both boys on the side of her Placed rough burning kisses on her neck. As purple and blue hickey’s decorated her skin.

Meanwhile Starting to stab inside and out of her. Bret picked up pace holding down her waist giving more leverage to split her inside."take it Veronica'

His hand came over her mouth. Muffled moans filled her body going up and down on the fence as Veronica rode him. slapping noise grew louder with each lunge. Her hands formed balls into fists. muscles tensing from the tension between pain and pleasure for her it was only pain.

"yes baby girl, you are so tight"a high speed for both of them. Bret grabbed the fence from his impacts, he was enjoying ruining the woman.  Him came at a slow diligent pace Changing his direction inside her. as he curved inside her g-spot repeatedly did straight rough strokes. Her walls gave out with the movement. Veronica core clenched around his head. Her womb tightening as her high becoming visible.

Bret picked up on his panther like thrust in a rythem that Veronica chest hived. Bret could feel him get closer to his euphoria that he wanted veronica to share with him. Her body trembled and her sweat drenched her hair.

"i own you"

Himself pumping a few more. His structure lose its stamina. a wave of his high crash in. spilling into the woman. Veronica choked from Bret’s hand around her throat squeezing the life out her as he filled her with his warm cum.

“Bret noooo”

Water droplets filled the rim of her heavy eyes. His sharp thrust continued riding out his orgasm. veronica insides were replaced with a black hole for Bret to jab through. nausea crept up her throat as Bret sharply advanced her. A wince fell upon her helpless sensitive feeling he destroyed. He came to a slow rythem, veronica's frame became cold and stillness at the manhandling he enforced."alright boys, who next?"

"no please, i had enough please"

"i'm down, love to ruin a vixen"

Bret pulled himself out of her. The boy of Bret's friend captured Veronica's limp body and dragged it on the concrete . Veronica placed her heels on the ground but she found herself on the hood of a car. The guy ran his fingers along his shaft.

Bringing his tip to her bud. She startled herself by how sensitive she was. Seeing Bret’s cum drip out of her made him grow. He made his way along her fold. Using his tip to capture Bret’s cum back inside her. His dick followed right behind plunging himself in her vagina.His humping turned ruthless as slurring his commands his eyes closing from the euphoria her creamed bud felt.“Uh uh uh freak”

Veronica gasping out at Brett’s friend. Her lightheaded from the boys impact. veronica felt like this went on for days. Her body couldn't take the painful bruises he created. Her hands grouped his shoulder bracing herself from him. “So warm princess yesss I love this one Brett”

The man Slithered, his head found its way in her shoulder. As his locks fell on Veronica’s drenched forehead.

Then the last man jumped on top of the car and lined himself at veronica's mouth forcing his tip inside. the gentleman forced all himself in. her throat filled with his dick. deepthroating veronica performed. her squeals came in contact with him. her mouth created vibrations from her warnings. the man moaned from above her.

“Her mouth even feels like heaven”

Orbs rolled to the back of her head from the predatorious movements that were enforced. They started going harder with each hold on her body for her wrists had purple marks decorated and faster to the losing control of there bodies reaching there high as both of them filled her with cum she swallowed the first ones cum to fill her stomach and her womb forcefully ate for his rich cum decorated and mixed with Bret’s.“Roni we had such a good time”

Brett teases as they all pulled out her. While Bret sneakily places a peck on her cum filled lips.

Meanwhile they ran off from a black eye liner teared stained Veronica shuddering.Her inside was overflowing with men’s semen. The liquids dropped out of her and she felt every drop that uncovered from her. Her body was paralyzed from the sexual acts that took place. Archie never came for her as her heart broke from the images in her head of him not coming but for Bret had his predatory ways were a success

[tibby]

If you have the time can you please please please recap season 4 of riverdale. I was going to binge it on Netflix but things happen and then I saw your post about the graduation episode and HAD to watch that happen and now I’m recommitted to the cause and need to know what happened while I was gone

sure. okay so the season sadly starts with the death of fred andrews in a very sentimental and moving episode that’s kind of seperate from the rest of the show so it’s not really until episode two that things kick off. the riverteens are kind of thriving in a parentless world because milf alice was kidnapped by a cult, dilf hiram and milf hermione are in prison, milf penelope is in hiding after killing a bunch of people, milf mary is kind of just There, milf gladys went back to toledo after her drug empire failed, god knows what milf sierra and gay kevin’s straight former cop dad are off doing, and dilf fp is the sheriff but because it’s fp he’s kind of bad at it. so the riverteens are horrified when their new principal mr honey expects them to be at school on time and disapproves of them throwing school dances because students keep getting murdered at them. cheryl, who an episode prior never wanted anyone in riverdale to celebrate the 4th of july ever again because of her brother’s death, considers this an act of oppression and throws a party at her house. however, as she is keeping her brother’s mummified corpse in the basement, she gets angry when reggie tries to sneak down there. meanwhile gay kevin is trying to make amends with betty for the time he tried to have her lobotomised because of the cult led by chad michael murray. betty uses this to her advantage to find out where the cult is, teaming up with her half brother, charles (not to be confused with chic, who was only PRETENDING to be charles back in season two). archie gets munroe, his prison buddy, to attend riverdale high, and reggie is weirdly jealous about it. archie discovers that this is because reggie is being abused by his father, so they smash in his car and apparently this solves everything. jughead starts attending stonewall prep, where he meets bret weston wallis, donna sweett, joan berkeley, and jonathan. he also reunites with moose, who disappeared in mid s3 after cheryl outed him to the whole school including his homophobic dad, and then his homophobic dad dressed up as the gargoyle to try and stop moose and gay kevin hooking up in the sex bunker they stole from dilton doiley after he killed himself, but it turns out that his homophobic dad was just angry HE never got to fuck gay kevin’s straight cop dad back in the day. it was this whole thing. anyway, moose is like “i’m going by my real name, marmaduke now, so people don’t find out about my dad” but everyone does anyway and so moose mysteriously disappears again. betty finds out where the cult is (after disarming a bomb attached to her sister polly using a bobby pin) and goes to rescue her mother. milf alice reveals that chad michael murray is using the cult money to build a rocket, and his wife/fake daughter evelyn is going to drive a bus full of cultists off a cliff. the day is saved! veronica finds out that her father’s real surname is luna and decides to start going by that as an act of rebellion because he keeps leaving the prison that he owns to fuck with her after she had him arrested. archie decides to turn his gym into a community centre with munroe’s help. cheryl, who, for unknown reasons, obtained custody of polly’s twins, immediately fires the nanny that toni hired because he said there were probably rats in the walls and went into the basement. cheryl goes to make sure that the nanny didn’t interfere with her brother’s mummified corpse, and toni walks in on her stitching him up. videotapes start arriving at the homes of the riverdale residents of said homes being filmed for hours. onto halloween! toni tells cheryl they can’t have a dead body in the horse and makes her rebury jason, at which point cheryl claims she is being haunted by a doll named julian, who is supposedly possessed by the spirit of her other brother that she ate in utero, but the haunting will stop if they unbury jason. toni agrees, but the doll continues to appear in weird places, and cheryl is forced to confess that while she WAS gaslighting her before, she isn’t right now. betty bonds with charles while receiving prank phone calls from polly, who is now in a mental institution. archie and munroe try to throw a halloween party at their community centre for the troubled youths but it’s interrupted by a drug dealing gang trying to start shit in the parking lot, thus giving archie a new enemy. reggie destroys mr honey’s office for the joke but mr honey catches him and is like “you do this because your dad hits you.” jughead uncovers mysteries surrounding strange disappearances of prep students known as “the stonewall four,” and donna drugs him so she and bretjoanjonathan can lock him in a coffin overnight as a bit. meanwhile, veronica burns a man alive in her basement. archie becomes a teen vigilante for the millionth time in the series, jughead and the other stonewall stags go into the running to be the ghostwriter for the baxter brothers franchise, veronica gets her mother out of prison but then finds out that her half sister, hermosa the PI, got their father out of prison, and he is now mayor again. betty and gay kevin start an fbi training course in which betty realises the serial killer gene is a real thing and she does have it, and remembers when she killed her childhood cat. jughead finds out that his grandfather who drunk himself to death but also abandoned fp but is also just some guy ACTUALLY wrote the baxter brothers franchise and is like “i have to reveal this!” so he takes it to his english teacher mr chipping but then mr chipping jumps out of a window before anything can come of it, and jughead is horrified when the stonewall stags have no reaction. cheryl is still convinced she is being haunted by a doll and things are further complicated when her extended family shows up. her uncle discovers jason’s body in the basement, threatens to send cheryl away, and is killed by toni. speaking of death, archie is still on his vigilante shit and asks hiram for help, at which point the near dead body of the gang leader, dodger shows up wrapped in carpet outside of the community centre. betty visits chic in prison to find out more about charles, and when chic threatens to reveal where milf alice buried the man she killed back in season two, charles and fp go to dig it up again and move it somewhere else. to get her family away from her and also in the spirit of thanksgiving, cheryl makes them think that they ate her uncle. dodger’s family show up at the community centre thanksgiving for revenge and there’s almost a shoot out, but thankfully the deep fryer explodes and chaos is avoided! milf mary later suggests the deep fryer exploding was archie’s dead dad’s ghost. betty and jughead spend the weekend at stonewall prep, where they play a homoerotic game of never have i ever with bret and donna. donna says that she and mr chipping were having an affair. now it’s time for the gang to go to therapy: archie gets diagnosed with gay but is also just suffering from an insane guilt complex, betty has mommy issues, veronica has daddy issues, cheryl is being gaslit but did NOT eat her brother in utero, jughead is just some guy. jughead finds out where his abusive alcoholic grandfather has been hiding out, and meanwhile his dad gets shot. veronica decides to fight back against her father by starting a rival rum business. polly rips off a nurse’s face and betty finds out that everyone in her family has a trigger word instilled in them by the cult, so she imagines herself going back in time to STOP her child self killing her cat to learn how to control it. cheryl uncovers her gaslighter by literally gassing her house, and it’s revealed that milf penelope was living in the walls and mad that cheryl had jason’s body. cheryl reburies jason and imprisons her mother in the sex bunker. archie’s uncle shows up, just in time for football season! the riverteens are playing stonewall prep, and reggie reveals that the preppies fight dirty, just in time for them to tonya harding munroe’s knees as he is their star player. archie’s uncle gives munroe steroids so he can play anyway, and riverdale loses but munroe gets a scholarship. cheryl feuds with her new cheerleading coach and locks her in her office so she has a panic attack. hiram threatens to sue veronica for stealing his rum recipe, so she teams up with cheryl (maple syrup queen) to create a new type. jughead joins the stonewall prep secret society, the quill and skull, and reveals that he watched a homeless man die. also, the cheerleading team performs cherry bomb. betty starts feuding with bret and decides to stand off against him in a quiz show, and although she wins, she is accused of cheating and is forced to give it up. she also wanted to use this to try and get into yale because apparently “cooper” is an uncommon name and people associate it with her serial killer father. veronica and cheryl enlist milf penelope and her former brothel in a hotel to run their underground rum dealership after hiram kept fucking shit up at veronica’s speakeasy. jughead is forced to come up with new stories for his baxter brother books, and so he writes about betty’s serial killer father (uh oh!) archie tries to restart his father’s construction company but his uncle’s shenanigans make it hard and gay kevin’s straight former cop dad has HAD IT. fangs is back from cult recovery, but gay kevin has gotten into non sexual tickle porn. toni and fangs get in on this they use this to blackmail nick st clair after he returns and understandably upsets cheryl, his would be rape victim. archie is attacked in the bathrooms at school because his uncle can’t mind his own business, but this plot was fucking boring so i don’t remember most of it. jughead and bret decided to duel, because of course, and betty uses this as a chance to investigate the preppies further. she finds out that bret films sex tapes and blackmailed moose with one, and also has one of her and jughead. she also finds a video suggesting donna lied about her affair with mr chipping. veronica goes to new york to visit katy keene, played by lucy hale of fantasy island fame, who tells her that her mother is dying. veronica returns home just in time to hear that hiram has a mysterious disease and decides to make amends. jughead is accused of plagiarism, meanwhile veronica realises her father thrives off war, and continues their rum battle. archie is now drinking at school and veronica accuses mr honey of being a fascist for having a problem with it. BUT. MOST IMPORTANTLY. ALL SEASON WE HAVE BEEN TEASED WITH DEADHEAD. AND IT IS FINALLY HAPPENING. IDES OF MARCH PARTY AT STONEWALL PREP. AND BETTY BASHES JUGHEAD’S HEAD IN WITH A ROCK. betty tries to prove that the stonewall stags did it instead but donna is an insane lesbian and thrives off gaslighting and fucking with her. because jughead died, betty gets his spot at yale. the core four are accused of murder but cleared of everything. jughead has a funeral, and bret’s attempt of proving jughead isn’t in the casket are thwarted by the sweet pea, the sweetest pea in the room. hiram shows up just to fire fp as sheriff. betty kisses archie to help with her grief, and veronica ends things with them both. but donna is not convinced, and goes around stalking betty, saying she watched her sex tape and knows that betty couldn’t last so long without sex with jughead. and she is right! because lo and behold, jughead is alive and hiding in the sex bunker, despite donna’s best attempts to catch them out. donna knows they’re up to something and implies she killed jonathan when bret doubts her. betty and archie are like “yeah we only dated for the bit :/” but their texting implies it was...more. betty and jughead return to stonewall and expose the preppies, but they decide not to interview jonathan because he “has food poisoning.” or he’s dead. their other teacher kills himself, and fp reunites with his abusive father. betty discovers that donna’s grandmother was one of the people killed for the rights to the baxter brothers/tracy true franchise, and the entire scheme was a complicated revenge plot by donna to get back at their teacher for killing her grandmother. betty blackmails her with this information so donna can’t have the tracy true contract, and everything is “wrapped up” just in time for gay kevin to announce he’s doing a variety show. gay kevin’s intentions of performing hedwig are destroyed when mr honey is like “no, this is inappropriate for high schoolers,” and so the riverteens decide to band together and have everyone perform hedwig songs as an act of protest. meanwhile, betty and jughead fight because jughead didn’t do his homework because he was too busy watching the stalker vhs tapes, and veronica and archie fight because he lied about her father working out at his gym, given that hiram has tried to kill him multiple times and doesn’t really care about his health. betty and archie use this as an opportunity to kiss during origin of love. the variety show is cancelled, but the core four and gay kevin perform midnight radio on the roof, and jughead watches a stalker vhs tape of someone in a betty mask killing someone in a jughead mask. tickle porn shenanigans continue, and gay kevin is threatened over cheating his original tickle porn handler out of money. mr honey then forces them to shut the website down. cheryl leaves the rum business after her mother is threatened because of goons that were mad at hiram. hiram decides to deal with this by going after said goons. archie writes a song for betty, they explore their relationship further, but she picks jughead over him even when he says he’ll dump veronica for her. jughead discovers that ethel watched his and betty’s sex tape, and he and charles uncover blue velvet video, which houses sexy films and snuff films, and jughead is like “oh this is connected to the whole vhs stalker thing.” cheryl is sent a video of someone dressed up as her father killing someone dressed up as her brother. the riverteens turn their focus to the fact that all of them except archie and jughead have been banned from prom for various reasons, and betty suggests they kill mr honey as punishment. jughead writes an elaborate murder fantasy about them doing so, and also kills off reggie and drives cheryl insane for the bit i guess. the riverteens conclude that mr honey was behind the vhs stalker tapes and have him fired, and he tells them they’re all deranged before going to teach at stonewall prep. the school secretary tells them all the wonderful things mr honey did for the school and hands jughead a recommendation letter he wrote him for college. jughead realises they fucked up and rewrites his story so mr honey lives, but uh oh! he and betty uncover a vhs tape of their fictional murder of mr honey, much like the others.

and that’s what you missed on riverdale!

[lucivar]

For the ask game, if it tickles your fancy: 003 for Jughead’s Gentlemen Suitors: Malachai, Bret Weston Wallis, Sweet Pea, Reggie Mantle and Archie Andrews

003 | send me 5 characters and I will rank them in order of preference

Ajkasjkahak I LOVE THIS ASK. THANK YOU for making me think about the guys who are obsessed with Jughead. He's just so goddamn shippable. I am going to take a few liberties with this ask and instead comment on: what type of relationship they would have and a few head canons about them. I will also add Dilton, because I love him and this is lowkey my fav queer Jughead ship.

Continue reading under the cut.

Thank you so much for playing! Feel free to ask me questions from this list

Relationship type: A Kiss with a Fist is better than none (or the enemies to lovers trope)

Malachi: Two households, both alike in dignity, in fair Riverdale, where we lay our scene. From ancient grudge (house of the dead vs house of the snake) break to new mutiny (jingle jangle, Penny’s evil milf ways, the fact that Gladys would never accept Malachi into the Joneses), where civil blood (Hiram Lodge threatening to tear their love apart, Mayor McCoy’s vendetta) makes (un)civil hands (our enemy-to-lovers Romeo and Juliet heroes) unclean. Look, this ship is perfect, I have only good things to say. Malachi just wants Jughead to sneak around behind Penny’s back, come visit him at the house of the dead so that they can do some Jingle Jangle, light some candles and do each other’s make up. He likes to fluster Jughead by showing up to places without his shirt and calling him babe. Their love would bring fair Riverdale to its knees, and reunite the Southside so that nature can heal <3

Bret: Obnoxious prep school hate-sex we all need. Both kids obviously have some SERIOUS DADDY ISSUES, which means that they are going to light up the other one’s psycho sexual insecurities. In addition, Bret has a poor/rich and a denial (possibly a degradation) kink, so he loves Jughead. For gifts, Bret writes himself self-insert fanfiction for Jughead and leaves it around for him to find, then gets off on Jughead’s disgust. He also brings Jughead river rocks as mementos. <3

Sweet Pea: ANOTHER ENEMIES TO LOVERS. Wow, does the sweet, sad, soft boi of the Southside have a type or WHAT? Evidently, Sweet Pea was très jaloux of Toni when Jughead was spending so much time with her when he moved to Southside High because he kept showing up and making comments about it, pulling Jughead’s pigtails. He also hit Jughead with his precious knuckle-dusters, which he polished especially for the occasion. Like Betty, he wanted Jughead to study more in senior year and he is annoyed at FP for being a shit dad to Jughead. He and JB text a lot on Jughead updates. In fact, there is a Serpent group chat where Jughead is not included so they can speculate on his whereabouts. Sweet Pea was also jealous of the attention Jughead gave Archie for his music playing, so picked up an electric guitar to show that he is the infinitely better choice.

Relationship type: Bros are Hos ;) (or the jock/nerd trope)

Reggie: So when Jughead learnt that Reggie COULDN’T spell necrophilia, he offered to tutor him, a suggestion that earned him a shoulder to the chest from Reggie (look, Reg could fit into the top category as well). Reggie knows that Jughead’s language of love is matching (we’ve seen bughead wear the same outfit many times), so he grew his mullet as Jughead grew his own hair. He has NO IDEA how to talk to Jughead and basically just chest slaps him as a form of communication. He has considered giving his letterman jacket to Jughead, I am sure.

Archie: Tibby has the best comments on the jarchie longcon, which I adore reading about and their takes are LITERAL PERFECTION. I ALSO ADORE this video and this one by julietophelia. I think Jarchie is the most plausible queer ship for Jughead (despite my adoration for enemies to lovers), and I can imagine them up at all hours of the night writing and boxing respectively, before settling in to video games on the couch and calling each other ‘Sweet Prince’ or ‘Red Paladin’ and ‘Hellcaster’. The would have the nerdiest, sweetest relationship wherein Archie basically wouldn’t realise that he was in a relationship, even after everyone pointed it out. Also Jughead seems to be very forgiving of Archie’s past infidelity, so who knows, he might continue to be?

Relationship type: Have I ascended to queer nerd heaven? (or 'i will kiss thy lips. Haply some blue poison doth yet hang on them')

Dilton: MY LOWKEY FAVOURITE long term queer Jughead relationship because the way they talk to each other! OMG. The OG bunker fuck buddies, sharing Area 51 stories, their obsession with their knives (they could whittle together as old men), their prep/scout uniform fetish, they both love filming things (imagine the porn they would shoot! <3), ancient technology (or, is this just Riverdale technology?). BOTH OF THEM ARE DEATH-WISH-FILLED RECKLESS PSYCHO NERDS. PERFECTION. Dilton stabs and poisons himself (rip, my love) and Jughead finds a new way to get himself murdered every season. Please watch this amazing jilton video. Sad there is not more :(

[arsenicpanda]

What’s great about this is that the original literary Brat Pack included Bret Easton Ellis, so I guess Bret died so Jughead could take his place.  But also that, if this is a world with the original literary Brat Pack, that means that this is a world with both Bret Easton Ellis and Bret Weston Wallis, and that is just...so goddamn funny.  Imagine being Bret now, what a complex that would give a guy, jfc, I’m so sad that disaster is dead.

[cherryliqueurkinks]

smut survey results (so far)

THE RIVERDALE BOYS

The top three boys you wanted more smut of were: Sweet Pea, Reggie Mantle, and Chuck Clayton! Sweet Pea won by a landslide, but Reggie also had a significant amount of votes over Chuck! Archie Andrews, Fangs Fogarty, and Munroe Moore had a combined 18 votes (which was a pleasant surprise, since I wasn’t expecting any interest in them to begin with).

Bret Weston Wallis and Charles Smith were the most submitted request for the “other” option.

For my “actual” ships, Betty/Sweet Pea and Betty/Reggie were only two votes off from each other and both won by a landslide! Betty/Archie and Cheryl/Archie had a combined 15 votes (another pleasant surprise) - but also, half of you said you wouldn’t mind reading any of my ships if the kinks interested you enough (so thank you for keeping an open mind for my smut ships!)

There was a fun variety of ships for the section where you could submit as many as you wanted, and here are some of my favorites that aren’t also any of the four ships mentioned above:

Betty/Archie/Reggie

Betty/Chuck

Betty/Reggie/Sweet Pea

Betty/Sweet Pea/Fangs

Betty/Veronica/Chuck/Munroe

Veronica/Chuck

Veronica/Munroe

THE RIVERDALE DADS

The top three dads you wanted more smut of were: FP Jones, Hiram Lodge, and Tom Keller! FP won by a landslide, but Hiram also had a significant amount of votes over Tom in third place! Fred Andrews, Hal Cooper, and Clifford Blossom had a combined 17 votes.

There was also a fun variety of ships for this submission section, and here are some of the most popular and a few of my personal favorites:

Betty/FP

Betty/FP/Hiram

Betty/FP/Hiram/Fred/Tom

Betty/Hal (as the Black Hood)

Betty/Hiram

Betty/Veronica/FP

Betty/Veronica/Hiram

Cheryl/FP

Cheryl/FP/Hiram

Veronica/Hiram

Veronica/Hiram/FP

Veronica/Tom

The top incest ships were: Veronica/Hiram in first place, Betty/Charles/FP and Betty/Charles tied for second place, and Betty/Hal and Betty/Cheryl tied for third place, with an honorable mention for Cheryl/Jason who were only a few votes off from third place and had a significant amount of votes over the others!

MINOR CHARACTERS

About half of you either skipped the section about having an interest in smut involving minor/subplot characters or answered “no”, both of which were options to tell me that you didn’t have an interest in them; thank you for your honesty! 

The other half that did have an interest in smut with minor characters had largely similar submissions, which I was pleasantly surprised by given how many minor characters and ship combos y’all could’ve come up with! The most submitted ships/minor characters were: Bret Weston Wallis (with Betty), Mr. Honey (with Cheryl), Nick St. Clair (with Veronica or Cheryl or both), and Jinx Malloy and the Malloys (with Veronica or Cheryl or both).

KINKS

In the section in which I listed all of my favorite kinks and you voted for the ones you loved, too, no kink had less than 11 votes - and other than that lowest-voted kink, every other kink had no less than 18 votes! Here are the rankings:

cockwarming / daddy kink

double penetration

exhibitionism and/or voyeurism / threesomes and/or gangbangs/orgies

overstimulation and/or forced orgasms / spanking

sex toys and/or fucking machines / barebacking and cum play / anal sex/anal play

pet play and/or sexual slavery

edging and/or orgasm delay/denial / fuck-or-die and/or sex pollen

filming/recording/pictures

deepthroating / thigh-riding

squirting / cunnilingus

blackmailing / clothing kink (lingerie, jewelry, uniforms, etc.)

temperature play (ice play or wax play)

There were also a lot of fun kinks I’ve written before that made it into the submission section, as well as a few surprising ones! Here are a few of the most common submissions:

breastplay/nipple play

breathplay

caught

cuckolding

gun play

gloryhole

humiliation

hypnosis

kidnapped/captured

mindbreak

paying off a debt

praise kink

public use/free use

size kink

training

FIC CONTINUATIONS

My most-voted for smut that you want to see a continuation of is FP/Betty/Veronica in “when we come, we come together”; in second place was Hiram/Betty in “dripping in decadence”; in third place was Betty/the Black Hood from their snippet in “we all need a little scream”; and an honorable mention in fourth place is Bret/Betty in “a weekend away” which wasn’t too far behind the top three and still had a significant amount of votes over the other options.

POLLS

For femslash: half of you said that you loved it, while the other half was split between enjoying it in threesomes/gangbangs and not minding it - and of the femslash ships given, Betty/Veronica, Betty/Veronica/Cheryl, and Betty/Cheryl had almost an equal amount of votes to each other!

For the dubcon/noncon kink: half of you said that you loved it, while most of the other half doesn’t mind it or can enjoy it - and for those of you that loved it or didn’t mind it: half of you were okay with hard and explicitly noncon kinks, while the other half was split between dubcon from external factors and noncon but not of the hard kink variety.

For the age gap kink: half of you said that you loved it, while most of the other half doesn’t mind it or can enjoy it.

For the incest kink: half of you said that you don’t mind it or can enjoy, while the other half was split between loving it and not wanting to read it.

For more “shipping” smut: two-thirds of you said that enjoyed both taboo ships with kink-centered smut and actual ships with relationship-centered smut, while the other third mostly preferred taboo ships with kink-centered smut.

For one-shots and snippets vs. multi-chaptered fics and series: two-thirds of you said that you enjoyed both or conversely didn’t have a preference, while the other third was split between preferring unrelated one-shots and snippets or preferring a series or multi-chaptered fic that explored a specific scenario or dynamic.

...and there were have it!

Once again, a big thank you to everyone that’s responded to the survey so far! As you can imagine, all of the votes and customizable submissions have already inspired quite a few smutty ideas that will hopefully turn into fics in the near future!

[cityofangelshqs]

– Welcome to Los Angeles, BRET WESTON WALLIS! It might not be exactly the way you imagined it in your head, but nothing ever is! Nonetheless we hope you enjoy your stay here in the big city and find everything you’re looking for!

{ S,  here you will find your checklist, the ooc group invite will be coming your way and you now have twenty-four hours to send in your account! Thank you for joining!

Hold on, did I just see SEAN DEPNER?! No, sorry, that was actually BRETT WESTON WALLIS, but they can get that a lot! You might know HIM as a CANON from RIVERDALE. They are 22 years old and have been living in Los Angeles for A YEAR, and DO remember their old life up until THE PERFECT MURDER SCHEME. Here in the city of dreams, they are a JOURNALIST and when one thinks of them, they think of SINISTER SMILES, KNOWING WHERE  TO HIT THE HARDEST and THE WILDCARD WAITING TO BE PLAYED. I guess you never know who you’ll run into in Los Angeles! 

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Notice Me

Summary: Brett/Sweet Pea, Brett transfers to Riverdale High, and they start fighting/antagonizing each other. Sweet Pea finds Bret’s journal, and reads it out to the whole school to get back at him, and he finds out that Bret has a crush on Sweet Pea, and that Bret was trying to get sweet pea to notice him

”Sweet Pea if you go near that asshole again I swear to god…” Jughead lets his empty threat hang in the air.

”You’ll what Jones? We all know you want him gone just as much as everyone else does. Why the fuck did they think sending you back here with that stonewall fuck boy was a good idea?”

“Said it would promote bonding, plus I think they want to try to drag some of the ‘best parts of Riverdale’ to Stonewall or some other bullshit excuse they’re using to get everyone riled up.”

“Yeah bullshit is right.” Sweet Pea snarls, eyes narrowing as Brett walks into Pop’s.

“Just fucking lay off him for one day, one day is all I want.” Jughead offers, rubbing his temples.

”You know Brett..” Sweet Pea doesn’t finish Brett shoving past him and hissing something under his breath. Sweet Pea assumes it's an insult and grabs at Brett’s backpack trying to jerk him backwards. Brett’s moving too fast and just manages to shrug off Sweet Pea’s attempt.

It’s not without consequence as something falls out and whacks Sweet Pea’s foot.

He’s about to shout at Brett but instead he just picks it up, it looks like his english notebook, with how many pages he can see filled he wonders if he’s missing something in english or if Brett’s just an overachiever. At least the amount of notes will be something to tease him about.

Sweet Pea forgets about the notebook until he dumps his bag onto his bed, confused at the handwriting on the front, as he’s reading through it he realizes it’s not english work, but a journal of some kind.

He’s flicking through random pages laughing at Brett’s various commentary  on the students of Riverdale High, and things he wanted to remark back to Donna but didn’t seem to have the nerve to do so. Sweet Pea’s marking pages that he wants to read out tomorrow, he’d already sent a text in the school group chat that he’d found something about the next transfer student and everyone had made jokes about Brett, there was no way it could be anyone else.

”So as you guys know, I found this diaryyyy.” Sweet Pea grins as he waves the journal in front of everyone gathered in the student lounge.

“Ooo some love confession then?” Sweet Pea is surprised to see Donna grinning her lips twist in a sneer and he understands why as Brett sinks lower and lower in the chair, Donna’s hand keeping him in it.

Sweet Pea thinks that’s a little odd but he shrugs it off intent on reading out Brett’s first day at Riverdale High to everyone else gathered. Brett seems to get more and more nervous.

“After lunch, which Donna most likely spent half of history trying and failing to throw up again.” Sweet Pea falters a little, he watches how a few people glance to Donna who looks unphased, everyone else looks a little more uncomfortable, Sweet Pea quickly scans the rest of the page heart stuttering even more when he reads the last line.

“So Donna said I should lay off of the dumbass serpent, the tall one, said his name was some flower or something else just as stupid, so of course I didn’t listen to her, jsut stuck my foot out while he was walking by, managed to smash his entire lunch all down the front of that stupid leather jacket, idiot didn’t even realize it was me.” Sweet Pea stops there, choosing to glare at Brett and stalk forward from the platform he’d been on, which was really just one of the broken coffee tables the school refused to move out of the lounge. Brett backs up sinking into the chair but as soon as Donna moves away, Brett tries to bolt, but Sweet Pea’ hand replaces Donna’s steering him away from everyone and towards an empty classroom.

“The fuck do you want?” Brett snaps and Sweet Pea wonders what’s going on through his head.

“You only play like you hate me.” Sweet Pea states and Brett sneers.

“No I do hate you, you’re a leather wearing freak.” Brett hisses, Sweet Pea steps closer and Brett doesn’t back up any farther, just shifts against the desk he’d stumbled into.

“You don’t hate me. In fact, according to your little diary, you’re in love with me, desperate for me even. So desperate that you’re lashing out and bullying me, just so I’ll notice you.” Sweet Pea grins a little assuming he has the upper hand, waiting for Brett to respond with some dumb comment. Instead Sweet Pea feels Bretts lips against his quickly, before the journal is pulled from his hand and Brett vanishes through the door.

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Veronica lodge x Bret Wallis Ft. Archie Andrews

Bret x Veronica is a interesting pair. i know daddy Hiram would be all over this boy.THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING LOVELY REQUEST SOME MORE I LOVE WRITING FOR MY SWEETHEARTS.

Warnings: cheating without remorse, bodies,bret and veronica together,smut

Veronica heels clicked with every step she took in the hallway of Riverdale high. As she had her papers in her hand for running president of the entire school. Finding a place by a old class room she hung her election presidency up.

“Ms. Veronica lodge running for president I see”

Veronica walked around herself and starred at the men that interrupted her daydreaming.

“Bret why are you not in class”

The blue eyed boy took a few steps near her poster examining it. A light chuckle escaped from his mouth while eyeing down Veronica. Bret thought it was a laughing stalk at riverdale since they had to transfer over from stonewall prep.

“Wasn’t paying attention and needed to get away and I saw you here”

Bret stepping closer to Veronica. As Veronica starred at Bret she felt herself become wet and her dark orbs filled with lust for a man that she wanted to do only one time.with Archie in the picture she couldn’t risk being caught up.

Veronica places her hand on his shoulder and balls her hand into a fish and swings at Bret. Bret eats the impact she’s thrown and Veronica runs from Bret giggles filled the hallway

“Hey what was that for Veronica”

Bret embracing his shoulder and laughing at Veronica that licks her tongue out and walking toward a corner and placing her soft hands in front of her eyes and scanning through the crevices of her hands and places a wink toward Bret then whispers from the corner.

“I can’t help it your fun to mess with”

“Lick that tongue out again, and I’ll give it something to lick” 

Bret claiming. That wink sent Bret into overdrive as he took a few steps toward a playful Veronica and then placed his slender finger in her raven hair taking a piece and twirling it around.

“Oh shut up bret”

Just when Bret pushes Veronica into the classroom he finds Veronica on the edge of the desk. Her legs were slightly open and he swiped his tongue over his bottom lip. Taking a few steps toward her. He got in between her legs and leaned down and then places his heartshappes on her lips. As he kissed his tongue swiped over her lip begging for entrance but her mouth stayed puckered. 

Veronica felt Bret’s hand glide down to her behind. He gave it a pinch and her lips parted slightly to let out a moan but Bret found his way in her mouth. Passionately he moved his head to the side deepening the kiss. Veronica coming back to herself and pulled away from bret

“Wow that was a kiss”

Veronica chest rising and falling at a rapid speed. As she disconnected with Bret. He found his way back in her arms. In the act of it he whispered in her ear.

“I won’t stop until you tell me to”

Veronica starred at Bret analyzing her choices. She didn’t want to cheat but archie was on a hitas with her dark lust. Veronica knew she had problems but making herself feel good in this time was all she could think about.

“Keep going”

In the time she smashed her lips on Bret and proceeded toward his belt loop unbuckling. Bret found her dress button and undid one after the other. Their chest being in sync as their desires had control over them. As Veronica boobs were expose. Bret’s dick was free. Her soft hand found its way on his tip. Her thumb running over the hole as Bret groaned. 

Bret captured her back, placing her body on the desk and her legs in the air. He grabbed her ankle and brought her closer to him. His rough plans found her chubby thighs. Velvety circles he created on her. He bent down and placed airy kisses on her indents.

 In the moment his rough lips found her pussy. Bret kissing her bud while his tongue swiped over her. Her skin pricks and her breasts are harden. Then Bret tongues her clit slipping inside and out. Veronica going limp on the desk as her body shudders from his warm tongue inside her. As he devours her. Moans fill the room.

Meanwhile,

A orange haired boy walks through the hallway. Tossing his hall pass. He stopped by the posted of his beautiful lover. Archie scanned at the poster a smile erupted on his face. Bending down to take a gulp from the water fountain he heard a familiar voice.

“Veronica”

On the other hand, Bret ran his hand over his shaft. Using Veronica juices from her orgasm. He coated his dick and placed the head at her entrance. Her knees buckling from his head splitting her open.

“Babygirl I only put the head in relax”

As Bret open her legs back open. He accelerated in slowly. Veronica clinches around Bret all of him inside her. She braced for his thrust. He started to move inside and out of her slowly. Her body fell in love with the impacts that were thrown her way.

“Bret yesss harder”

Bret’s speed quicken. Sharp, hard, structure in and out of her. The desk creeks from his straight thrust hitting her cervix. Veronica held on to Bret as she bounced up and down on him. her head was in the crook of his neck as her moans boomed inside the classroom and a few slipped inside the hallway.

Archie ears filled with her siren. His eyebrows furrowed and a puzzle look ran over his face. He glanced around one of the classrooms 

“I swear that sounds just like Veronica”

Bret slamming inside her. As he stayed in he performed short dominant jabs. His structure lose its focus and then he boomed a “freak” and his high crashed around him feeling Veronica with his cum. Veronica rode out his orgasm and found hers. Spilling all over his soaked did she began to let out a High pitch Moan, Bret covered her mouth and the moan muffled.as Bret pulled out he pulled up his pants his breath coming down and becoming slowed.

Veronica sips her dress up and smirks out the door. She hopped into the hallway. A glow upon her skin from the activity she did with Bret. 

“There you are I swear I heard you” 

Veronica froze in her steps and turned around to Archie with his hand behind his head smiling from ear to ear. He walked up to Veronica and intertwine his hand in hers. She bite her lip and started to walk with him.

“Yea I was just walking around had to get away from that class archiekins”

“Yes Ronnie I know ms. Grundy is being a bit boring”

Archie leaned down and placed his rough lips on her soft ones. He kissed and butterflies filled her stomach. Veronica loves the man in front of her but that dirty laundry she made can not be hung.

Archie pulled back as he wiped his mouth. 

“What’s that on the side of your mouth it’s so wet”

Archie squinting from the residue that is left on her lips. Veronica erupted in laughs as her face went cold. her mind conjured up a lie that was too good to be true. Veronica did not want to hurt Archie. She needed him through everything she was dealing with.

“Oh I just went to the water fountain Archie I got thirsty”

“Alright well I just saw Bret but want to walk with me back to class”

As they stopped in the middle of the hallway and waited for her reply.

“Yes always and really I didn’t know he was here”

Archie nodded and gave Veronica a hug as her mind wondered back to Bret and her encounter as Archie touched her and they walked hand in hand back to the dreadful classroom.

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Round 2

THE SEA EAGLE

MAKING RUGBY LEAGUE GREAT AGAIN!!!

Round 2

Manly Sea Eagles            9

Defeated

Sydney Roosters              8

Played at the Roosters traditional home ground (i.e. Leichhardt Oval) the fact that this game was played with no crowd in attendance did not seem to impact on either of the respective playing groups who dished up a high standard rugby league offering. Let’s face it, both the Roosters and Manly are not big crowd pullers at the best of times and the with no crowd in attendance it was pretty much business as usual.

After a tight opening to the game, Manly opened the scoring via Tommy Turbo who was set up deftly by an inside Cherry-Baby offload. What a player Turbo is! Generally renowned for his attacking prowess it was his defence that came to the fore in this fixture. Three try saving tackles, including an absolute miracle on Rooster, Luke Keary when he looked certain to score, only serves to highlight what a talent young Tommy is. 

Perhaps summed up best by Fox Sports expert Braith Anasta “He’s just so important to the Manly Sea Eagles, if he’s on the field, they can win the comp, if he’s off the field they can’t. There’s not many players who have that effect on a side”.

But…. correction Bwaith. Bob Fulton, Wally Lewis, Cliff Lyons, Bret Kenny, Andrew Johns, Jonathan Thurston, Arthur Beetson, John O’Neill , to name a few, were also similar type players.

Despite heroic Manly defence, the Roosters hit back just prior to half time and the score was locked up 6-6 at the break.

The second half was even more dour then the first and with five minutes remaining scores were still locked at 8 all. The Roosters had the first chance to break the dead-lock when a Keary field goal attempt hit the posts. Then it was Manly’s turn and thankfully the ever-reliable Cherry Baby was up to the task, icing his attempt and ensuring Manly a well-deserved win. Again showing why he deserves the big bucks he is on.

Next week, if there is still an NRL comp (which is becoming less likely by the day) Manly are scheduled to take on the Gold Coast based Warriors. Full marks to the Warriors for relocating and allowing the NRL to continue, however unless the entire competition is relocated to some remote North QLD outpost with urgency, season 2020 looks a shot duck.

No NRL – It’s a Catastrophe

Not surprisingly after years of poor management and an inflated salary cap, the NRL is broke and if games are suspended or the season cancelled it will not end well. This has prompted new NRL Chairman Peter V’landys’ to plea for government funding to save the code.

Again, and not surprising this has sent the twitter world into a feeding frenzy in some instances praising V’landys for his forthright actions but in the main suggesting that he should be nailed on a cross next to poor old Izzy Folau.

On one hand, yes it could be argued that in these desperate times government funding would be better suited elsewhere an example being saving lives by propping up the ailing and over-burdened health system. However, on the other hand, imagine a world with out rugby league. Forget the game itself and let’s focus on the socio-economic impact. Without the NRL, upwards of 500 testosterone fuelled young men, many already delinquents, would be free to roam the streets inflicting all sorts of carnage. No one would be off limits to their pillage and no co-ed, spouse, uber driver or even small poodle cross would be safe.

In addition, from an economic standpoint the state government would in all likelihood be forced to immediately suspend work on all new stadiums and redirect said funds towards the construction of a new max-security correctional facility to house the expected flood of potential inmates.

It has been reported that that the most recent gaol to be constructed in the state, that being the Clarence Correction Centre cost approx. $800m (or about the same as a new stadium) to build. Whilst the Grafton facility has a capacity of 1,700 and on face value would exceed the current crop of NRL players in circulation, let’s not forget the lower grades and those coming up through the junior ranks. 

A quick reckoning of the exponential nature of the pool of potential inmates would mean that a 1,700-prisoner capacity would quickly fill up and in all likelihood would still not be enough to cater for the full extent of likely incarceration. Its also worth noting that the proposed $800m does not take into account the extra policing required and the collateral damage which is in all would to be inflicted on both property and the community.

On this basis alone, the plea by the NRL chairman should be strongly considered, and that the $200m to keep the code afloat is but a small price to avoid a rugby league inspired humanitarian crisis, ensure crime rates remain low and that public (and dog) safety is upheld.

In all seriousness though (and this is generally not within the current charter of the Sea Eagle), the suggestion by the NRL that suspending or cancelling the season will, without government funding cause its financial ruin is a bit of a stretch. In fact, the solution as far as the Sea Eagle is concerned is quite simple.

If the NRL is unable to go ahead Clubs simply renegotiate player payments as per the CBA currently in place. If the players aren’t willing to cop this the Clubs simply go into Voluntary Administration and then renegotiate player payments regardless. The reality is that it’s a buyers’ market and there aren’t many other options for the NRL players, no Super League, French Rugby, Japanese Rugby, Boxing etc to lever off, and it’s not as though many of them have professions to fall back on either.

Thus, if every player was paid the minimum (still a comfortable earn at circa $120K pa for doing nothing) player payments under the salary cap would be reduced to about $3.5m per Club (as opposed to current $10m). On this basis alone the NRL would have sufficient reserves to see out the year, even before cuts were made to clubs Coaching/Admin salaries and no doubt NRL Head Office. They could then reset next year, when hopefully the situation improves.

Finally, it’s amazing how quickly things change. It was only a matter of weeks ago that the NRL launched its new Tina Turner promo campaign championing the social and moral stances so important to the NRL. Fast forward two weeks and has become much clearer what the NRL really stands for, that being $$$$$. Not that there is anything wrong with that but as far as the Sea Eagle is concerned the only advice for the NRL (and other like-minded organisations) is to park the virtue signalling and just play footy!!

Corona Virus

In due deference to what is a fine beer beverage (Corona) and formerly not a bad Toyota motor car, and in light of the fact that it appears that Mexico (where Corona beer is from) has decided to take on the threat of the dreaded Covid-19 rugby League style , that is no self isolation, no action , and simply letting the herd be infected and the strongest survive, the Sea Eagle recommends that this virus be referred to as El presidente Donald J trump referred to it, simply as the “China Virus”.

Let's face it , if it be true that this thing started in China, then surely that is where the blame should lay. Why is there so little commentary from anyone about this? If any private enterprise had created such an outcome through bad hygiene and food handling practices , where would they and the individuals behind it be standing today ?

Like the dreaded dark force influenza (DFI), this particular affliction, takes out successful and unsuccessful with impunity.

It was therefore with some hilarity that Tigers and ex Raiders centre Joey Leilua decided this week to launch into the attack by commenting about his supposed refusal to take a pay cut.

Joey Leilua calls out NRL money management declaring ‘I better not be taking a cut’ -March 19, 2020 9:57am Source: FOX SPORTS

The Fox Sports outlet reported that Joey Leilua was adamant he wouldn’t be sacrificing any money as the NRL considers pay cuts as a possible way of ensuring its financial survival through the “China Virus” (as described by President Trump) pandemic.

Fronting the media on Wednesday, Mr Leilua instead placed the blame on the NRL who he said should have been better prepared financially to deal with the situation. “I better not be taking a cut,” he said. 'My missus won't be happy”. “We’ve got mortgages to pay and bills to pay.” Leilua believes the NRL should foot the bill and if they can’t, he says it is a lesson for not being well-prepared. “I’m not all for that if we have to get a pay cut … I’m sure there is some money in there, in the revenue we’ve got,” he said. “They (the NRL) should be saving money for if something like this happens.

“I thought they were handling their money better, but if they say we’re going to last three months, we’re in trouble.”

Sea Eagle Comment:  Firstly Mr Leilua is yet again engaging in misguided and ill-informed commentary. He is not employed by the NRL . He's employed by the West Tigers . It is they and only they that have to pay him .

Secondly, as said above, it is China that he should be looking too  for compensation. The NRL has been guilty of many things over the years but this is not one of them.

Thirdly, based on his defensive effort in the absolute towelling that the Knights gave the West Tigers over round two, most of which was down the Leilua defensive corridor, it is clear that Mr Leilua believes defence is the thing that runs around the Oval. In any event, on that performance he should have to pay to enter the ground, which is fortunate because at the present time, as no fans allowed in, entry for a player who is so obviously hopeless, is therefore free.

Fourthly, see Sea Eagle comments above generally about how dire the NRL position presently is vis a vis the filthy lucre (or lack of it). He is at real risk of having a force majeure rammed up the proverbial with no lube or accompanying prophylactic, for nada, nothing, nil in terms of player payment.

Mr Leilua should be thankful that the NRL is doing everything it can to keep the game running and should be equally thankful that there is someone with some actual true ability as a manager (i.e. Mr Peter V’Landys) in control. It is notable that both rugby union and AFL have each capitulated to the onslaught and it is doubtful for how much longer the NRL can continue , but at least the NRL is trying.

Imagine the debacle if the previous clown who was NRL Chairman - Peter Beattie (personal opinion ) had his hands on the tiller.

Meanwhile Mr Leilua needs to take a deep hard look at himself in the room of mirrors . The fans may like rugby League but they can live without it. And if this China Virus  (as described by President Trump) pandemic goes down as bad as it appears to be going, they will quite easily get over the fact that they won't be able to watch NRL week in week out. In short, they couldn't give a flying F83*7ck whether Joey Leilua got paid or not.

He would be best reading carefully (and duly considering) the words of Peter V’Landys NRL Chairman "I came out here as a four-year-old migrant on a boat, stayed in school in Wollongong and I was very isolated. I didn’t know anyone. The only way I was able to be part of the community and be part of Australia was to play rugby league. That is the sole reason I am on this commission. I want to repay the debt. Without rugby league I could be …..."

THE SEA EAGLE

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Other inhabitants of the island

charles smith: a weird man claiming to be from the fbi who betty and jughead find in a hatch underground. he says it is his job to push a magic button every 108 minutes so the world doesn’t end but now that you are here i pass this job onto you. of course jughead gets crazy about it and is like it’s my Destiny to Push This Button bc why would you expect him to be normal about any of this. unbeknownst to Both betty and jughead he is their long lost half brother from her mom and his dad’s torrid affair in the 90s

edgar evernever: a man jughead found in a trap in the woods and put in the Hatch. at first pretends to be Henry Gale a Silly Man in a Balloon Who Crashed Here Just Like You but then reveals himself to be the leader of the Others. gives a whole psychotic speech to betty about how She’s Special And Chosen By The Island and freaks her the fuck out

joaquin: richard alpert. an immortal who protects and speaks for the island. helps kevin get on and off the island

donna sweett: a science fiction writer who was brought to the island by the Others years ago under the suspicion that she somehow had information about its whereabouts, based on a short story she published alluding to that. the story was intended to be entirely fictional and based on both imagination and guesswork, but as she now does indeed know the island’s location, having been there, she is forbidden to leave

bret weston wallis: Lost’s first and only openly gay character Tom Friendly. an Other who is Evil and Gay

fresh new area to catalog my riverlost thoughts. here is what we have so far.

major plane crash survivors:

betty cooper: the kate austen of riverlost. a fugitive who has been on the run since she was 15 after murdering her father and his mistress in a gas explosion that was made to look like an accident until alice and polly turned her in. she was subsequently framed for hal’s series of black hood murders after the fact and has been fleeing the fbi for the past 10 years until finally being caught in new zealand squatting at the farmhouse of american heiress laurie lake

veronica and chadwick gekko: a married couple traveling for business. veronica quickly discovers her father was involved with shady business dealings on the island when crates of supplies labeled “LODGE” fall from the sky, but as she is in the passenger manifest under her married surname, she must keep this a secret from the other passengers to avoid them turning on her in a panic. chad dies early season 1 by falling out of a tree and veronica turns to betty for comfort

archie andrews and jughead jones: recently reunited childhood best friends returning from a bro trip together after jughead won the lottery. immediately after paying jellybean’s way into film school and bailing his dad out of jail, the third thing jughead did after winning the lottery was call up archie to take whatever the riververse equivalent of the lord of the rings tour is together. dorky best bro things. archie is a retired army vet who was dishonorably discharged from The Football War and grew up next to betty up until they were 15. his dad was non-fatally shot in the black hood attacks but archie has never believed that betty did it. the fundamental jarchie conflict of riverlost is between archie, who is seeking a way to get himself and his fellow survivors off the island off the island, and jughead becomes more embroiled in the mystery of the island and more insistent that the island wants them to stay

josie mccoy and kevin keller: a has-been popstar and her talent manager-slash-stepbrother en route to their parents’ 10 year vow renewal. after news of the plane crash breaks, the pussycats experience a surge of new public interest and begin topping the charts again. josie finds herself in the midst of a love triangle between reggie and sweet pea on the island while kevin becomes more and more desperate to get off the island

cheryl blossom: the only known surviving heiress of the blossom maple empire. cheryl was traveling with her twin brother jason, who died immediately in the plane crash. they were attempting to flee their family, but were unwittingly put on the plane by clifford blossom knowing it would go down. a traumatized cheryl begins experiencing psychic premonitions while on the island

toni topaz: a pregnant physical therapist traveling with her friends, who were seated in the back of the plane and are separated from her for the first 48 days on the island after the crash. unbeknownst to anyone but herself, toni’s baby was immaculately conceived. she received a frightening ominous warning from an old woman in the grocery store the day before boarding the plane

reggie mantle: a private security guard hired by hiram lodge to keep tabs on the gekkos who quickly becomes romantically entangled with josie after the crash and becomes distracted from his intended assignment

tabitha and pop tate: the CEO of an international restaurant chain and her grandfather, traveling to see an extraterrestrial expert to make sense of strange phenomena reported at several pop’s locations

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Kiss

Summary: Bret/Sweet Pea, one day Betty and Jughead go home for a night at stonewall and find Brett and Sweet Pea making out on Brett's bed

”Betty, listen, can we just forget all this fucked up shit with Donna and Brett and just spend time together?”

“We are spending time together, I think we should use our time to actually investigate what’s going on and maybe after we can cuddle or something else?” She winks at Jughead who shakes his head.

“No, I just want to spend time with you, actual time. Not running around solving the latest ‘who done it’ crime, you said you wanted to just be a teenager with me, why can’t we do that now?”

“Okay fine, on one condition…” Betty grins and Jughead finds himself nodding along.

“Okay we have to check out Brett’s room, I swear there’s something sketchy about him.”

“Betty I’m pretty sure he’s in his room, he never leaves unless Donna drags him out and then, on top of it…”

“Okay fine fun killer.”

“I’m not a fun killer!”

“You areeeeeee.” Betty teases and Jughead smirks.

“Okay fine, we can go look in Brett’s room but…” Jughead waves his finger and Betty laughs.

“If there's even a hint he’s in there, you’re coming back here.”

“Deal.” Betty laughs.

Jughead’s not sneaking around, he tries to remind himself, but Betty’s grinning makes him forget that it should even be a problem and he gets a little too relaxed while they’re walking the halls, so when he remembers that they’re going to sneak into Brett’s room he’s a little bit to intense when he slams the door open, grinning.

“What the fuck.”

Jughead steps backwards, closing the door and pulling Betty back towards his room.

“Was he in there?”

“Yeah, so was Sweet Pea.”

“Sweet Pea? As in your right hand Serpent?”

“Yeah.”

”Did you just see Jughead burst in here, look like he was gonna puke and then slam the door closed?”

“Yes, did you?” Brett nods and looks down at sweet Pea who just laughs a little and then kisses him again.

“Don’t sweat it Brett seriously Jones won’t care..”

“Donna and I tried to kill him.”

“Huh, uh alright, that’s fucked up, but not my problem..”

“Don't you work with him?”

“Yeah I'd say we’re friends but you’re my boyfriend, you rank higher.”

“Than your boss, who pays you?”

“Oh I don’t get paid, just get protection.”

“So is that why you’re not bothered by the fact he just caught us making out?”

“Yeah, that and he never mentioned he had a problem with you, he doesn’t talk to me or the other Serpents much.”

“Sounds like a shitty leader, maybe we should’ve killed him, then you’d take over right?”

“Nah his dad would just- Why are we talking about this when we could be making out again?”

“Because I wanted a distraction.”

“From your boyfriend?”

“Yes.” Brett grins and nudges Sweet Pea’s arm, attempting to flip him but it just ends up with Sweet Pea pinning him down again lips inches from his.

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Notice Me Pt 2

Summary:  Notice me Pt 2 , Brett/Sweet Pea; 

TW: Use of homophobic language

”Bret what are you doing?” Donna scolds Bret. “I’m just writing out what I want to say.”

“Want to say to who?”

“To Sweet Pea.”

“Oh my god no, you’re not still into that loser Serpent, Jesus you are, ugh you have a bad boy kink its gross.””Say the one.” Bret leans forward and Donna narrows her eyes at him.

“Don’t Bret, or I’ll just go run and tell Sweet Pea everything you’ve been writing in your new love diaryyy.” Donna grins a little, clearly mocking him.

“I’ll just confess before you get the chance.” Bret grins to himself clearly very pleased with his new plan as he types his last diary entry onto his phone and stores his diary away, waiting for Donna to sneak in at lunch tomorrow and steal it.

He’s nervous but stands up in front of the group anyways, he was expecting it to just be Sweet Pea but it doesn’t really matter. 

“There are a lot of things I really love about Sweet Pea but-” Bret doesn’t even get to say one of them before he’s being shoved to the ground Sweet Pea snarling at him and his head knocking back against the floor.

“I’m not fucking out to these assholes for a reason so keep your fucking mouth shut or at least don’t drag my name into it.” Bret pales a little and Sweet Pea nods intently as he pulls himself off of Bret. Bret stands up and can see Sweet Pea nod again, Bret sighs, knowing they have to keep up appearances as he launches himself forward catching Sweet Pea’s cheek with his fist instead of his lips like he had planned.

He knows Sweet Pea hasn’t wanted anything to do with him since they kissed, since he left after it, refusing to talk to Sweet Pea, waiting for the guy to attack him with more intent. Instead it seems to have tapered off, he’s assuming that means Sweet Pea reciprocates his feelings and he can’t wait to confess, unsure how any of it can go wrong.

Bret thinks as he tries to wipe milkshake off of his forehead, that this is exactly how wrong it can go. He wasn’t surprised about the words that the others had written on his locker. Faggot, pansy, homo-pervert, were all in bright red sharpie on his locker, he’d let the school deal with cleaning it, although he’s sure the principal isn’t too happy to help him after the fight he and sweet Pea ended up in.  he wasn’t looking forward to hearing Donna’s shrill i told you so, andher talking to him about her fucked up fantasies as a way to try to get him ‘back on the right team’ as her parents had done to her when she was younger. He doesn’t talk about his dad buying the hooker for him, and Donna doesn’t talk about spending all her childhood locked in a room in the Sister’s of Quiet Mercy. 

Reggie breaks him out of his thoughts, well that's not true, the milkshake, strawberry if the pink tint means anything about the flavor. He assumes Sweet Pea has gotten out of the attack by virtue of being a Serpent. Bret grumbles swiping shake from his eyes as he makes his way to the nearest bathroom to hopefully clear the rest of it from his hair and jacket without having to go home and shower or attempt to use the locker room showers and hope no one hears that he’s into guys and tries to do worse that dump a shake on him. He’s expecting Sweet Pea to avoid him, he’s not even sure if Sweet Pea is still at school and as much ash he hopes Sweet Pea isn’t involved with anything going on he still wanted to seem him.

Sweet Pea stumbles in covered in what Bret can guess is chocolate. Sweet Pea hasn’t noticed him, the shake covering his eyes and Bret steps forward offering the towel out and as Sweet Pea takes it Bret leans closer, lips faintly pressing against Sweet Peas. He wonders if Sweet Pea recognises him but as Sweet Pea kisses back he doesn’t care all he can taste is chocolate and when he pulls back Sweet Pea laughs a little.

“What?”

“You taste like strawberry, do I taste like chocolate?”

“I’m not sure I might need another taste.” Bret leans forward again resigning himself to how this has to be, both of them meeting in secret.

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