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Just Dinner

FP Jones x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 2600 words

Warnings: none

Summary: Jughead bringing Betty home to meet you and FP for the first time, which is a HUGE deal

(I didn’t include the actual dinner, but I would be open to giving it a shot in a sequel if you babes want to see it)

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What he’d suggested wasn’t that big of a deal, not really.

Young people frequently brought their partners to meet their parents, and after as long as they’d been seeing each other, you shouldn't’ have been shocked that Jughead wanted to take his turn.

He and Betty were getting pretty serious and it was only natural that he take the next step with her, in terms of introducing her to the two most important people in his life outside of his favorite fictional characters and the few close friends he had.

You and FP were going to love her and Jughead was confident that she’d love you too.

It was bound to be a perfect match, albeit strange, just like the two of them were in the first place.

“So, I was thinking maybe I could bring Betty back here for dinner after the dance, If that’s okay?” Jughead had hummed, his words reaching both you and his dad where you were in the kitchen as he passed.

He was heading out for school, and didn’t even bother to give you a second to respond. By the time you’d registered what he’d said, he was already gone.

Not that you were any less thrilled at what he’d asked.

It was finally happening.

Jughead was bringing a girl home.

It wasn’t supposed to be a big deal, and in the grand scheme of things, it wasn’t. 

He didn’t really ask you to do anything, or need anything from you. He just brought it up in casual conversation, like it was nothing.

He’d always been like that though, and whether or not he thought it was worth making a production for, you knew that it was.

You had heard so much about Betty from him, and you were actually going to meet her, and you physically couldn't have been more thrilled.

Of course, you didn’t want to make a scene over it, not at first. 

You knew that the bigger deal you made out of it, the more uncomfortable Jug would be but it was hard not to be excited. You felt like it was your duty as a stepmom to make it perfect.

After all, you and FP had never done this before, and neither had Jughead.

Not one of you had any idea what you were doing and you didn’t like that very much. 

It made you feel out of control, like anything could go wrong at any second, and that just wasn’t an option.

You needed this to be amazing.

Which, naturally, made you incredibly nervous.

Of all the things that you’d had to face living in this town, nothing had ever really struck you as much as what was going on tonight. 

As far as you were concerned, it was one of the most important things parents could do for their kids.

How were you not supposed to be anxious about that?

“Is the glassware too formal? We can’t just have dinner on paper plates” you asked, buzzing past FP on the couch with the aforementioned glassware in hand.

You just wanted everything to be perfect.

...but it was proving much more difficult to dress up the trailer than you’d anticipated.

No matter what you did, it still looked like two grown men lived here, and while that was normally no big deal, that wasn’t the atmosphere you were going for tonight.

Not that your darling husband seemed to care.

He was perfectly content to just let you rip your hair out like nothing was wrong, like this wasn’t the one thing parents were supposed to actually prepare for.

“I doubt the kids will care what we’re eating off of” FP allowed, taking another swig of his beer, thinking back to a few hours ago when he told you that this was just a casual thing and Jughead would love whatever you put together.

Nothing ever had to be as big of a deal as you made it.

He was sure that whoever Jughead brought through the door, she was going to be just as lovely and down to earth as you were. He hadn’t really raised his boy to care about things like paper plates, after all.

He certainly didn’t.

For your first date in high school, you and FP had eaten burgers and fries in the back of his dad’s pickup. 

He’d taken one hell of a beating after the old man found out about that, but it was worth it.

Even years later when you’d reconnected, he didn’t give his current way of life a second thought.

“But what if they do? This is a huge deal for Jug and I don’t want to be the one to mess it up” you kept on, peeking around the corner once again from the kitchen just to give him that look he already knew was coming.

He loved you, FP loved you more than everything in the world, but sometimes you really needed to take a chill pill.

Anything you did tonight would be far better than what dinner around here normally was. 

You’d set the table and everything, which beat out eating family still on the couch in front of the Tv.

It was going to be okay, as long as you just calmed down and realized what it was Jughead actually wanted. All he really wanted was for the two of you to sit down with his girlfriend for some dinner.

That was it, and FP had every confidence the pair of you could pull that off.

“Honey, everything is going to be just fine” he assured, the most earnest look in his eyes that you’d ever seen. Obviously, he believed what he was saying to be true and you wanted to.

More than anything, you wanted to believe him but you both knew that he couldn’t be completely sure of what he was saying either.

Betty wasn’t from this side of town and no matter what he said, you knew that there was a lot more riding on this than you wanted to admit.

It wasn’t just a parental duty, it was an image thing too.

You needed to do everything you could to prove to Betty that you weren’t just some Southside trash, like everyone may have believed.

That meant that there would be no paper plates and no serpent talk.

You needed to all be on your best behavior, even if it was a little out of your comfort zone.

“Would you please just help me with this? Please” you hummed, truly going for broke as you tried to get him to help you. You felt like you were juggling everything and failing at all the elements at once.

You just needed him to help you make sure everything was alright, then, maybe, you could relax, but not a minute before.  

“Sure thing, sugarbear” he groaned, standing up from the couch and joining you in the kitchen, though he wasn’t entirely there to just help you out.

You knew that as soon as you saw the look on his face. The wheels were definitely turning in that head of his.

“How about I trade ya, you finish this and I’ll figure out the plates” FP grinned, handing you his beer with a wink, clearly proud of himself as he took the stack of plates from you.

You were going to kick his ass.

Still, even being a sarcastic pain in your neck, you knew that FP would do everything he could to help you out. 

He might not have been the most refined of men, but he would always do everything in his ability to make life easier on you.

Even if he thought this was silly.

The truth was that even if FP was a little confused about why this was so important to you, it was endearing to know that his kid meant so much to you. 

Granted, he would sort of expect as much given how long you two had been married.

You had been in Jughead’s life for quite some time now and he wouldn’t have included you if he didn’t trust you to handle it.

He believed in you, and that was all that mattered.

Whatever tonight ended up being like, FP was confident that Jughead would be just as proud as he was.

After all, when Juggie asked this morning, he directed his attention toward you, likely well aware that his dad wasn’t going to realistically put as much into this as you would. 

FP did alright, but his idea of a notable family night would be ordering pizza.

That just wasn’t exactly what Jughead had in mind.

Not that he really would have wanted you to drive yourself crazy over all this either.

“There. Don’t you feel better?” FP joked, watching as you tipped the bottle back, polishing off what was left of his beer as you forced a deep breath from your lungs. 

Objectively, you knew that he was right and that no matter what you did, it would be perfect.

You just had to let yourself relax so that you could actually get this done.

Together.

After all, it was just dinner, it wasn’t the end of the world.

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“You’re sure this is enough?” you sighed, looking over the spread you’d managed to put together with your loving husband.

If you had it your way, it would have been a four-course meal with the best china and polished silverware, but you understood after a conversation with FP that would have been too much for such an extravagant display.

It would literally kill Jughead if he walked in here to find you two, dressed to the nines, sitting around a candlelit dinner.

He’d never get over that.

This would be much better, because it was subtle and casual, like dinner at home always was.

“Yes dear, it’s fine” he grinned, reaching out to take your hand in his own, which he used as leverage to pull you into his lap. 

A soft groan left his lips when your initial weight settled on his frame but you both blamed that on the fact that he was an old man.

You usually did.

In fact, at this point, that was sort of the running joke in your marriage every time something like that happened.

“You better hope so. The last thing I want is for our lousy dinner to ruin Jughead’s relationship” you grumbled, settling further into his hold as best you could. You just had so much nervous energy built up and you didn’t want to sit and wait.

They would be here any minute and you couldn’t help but feel like there was something you were missing.

Something that could be better.

Still, before you could absolutely drive yourself, and more importantly, FP out of your minds, the door rustled open with the sound of Jughead’s house key.

They were here.

Finally,

“It’s fine,” he repeated, giving you a gentle smile as you got up from his lap, tapping your ass gingerly as you moved. 

You both had no idea what was going on as of right now but there was one thing you did know, no matter what kind of job you’d done in here, they were coming in.

This was what it was.

“How’d it go?” FP spoke first, a gentle smile on his face as he thought over everything you’d manage to get done since they’d left. 

School dances had always been fun, at least, he thought they were.

After a certain point, he stopped going and started focusing more on the future he wanted for himself, or more accurately, the future he didn’t have any choice but to accept.

A future that never really included things like school dances or introducing pretty girls to his parents over dinner.

That wasn’t in the cards for him but thanks to you, it was for Jug.

“Alright. We had a good time” Juggie allowed, not shocking you with how quiet he was being, and always was. 

He never really had much to say but that didn’t make the things he did say any less impactful. He expressed himself in other ways, focusing more on the written word.

You were sure that while he didn’t have much to say to the two of you now, he was bound to write something up tonight about how wonderful Betty looked and how the music sucked.

It would be just as profound and full of teen angst as anything else he’d ever written and you’d love every word.

“My feet are killing me” came a second voice, the soft melodic tone of Betty Cooper, who followed Jughead closely into the door, without a second thought.

You were sure that this was a little strange for her, having never been here before or met either of you, but you were determined to make this as painless an exchange as you could, for everyone involved.

“Come on in, make yourself comfortable” you tried, doing your best to be as normal and natural as you usually would be with a gentle grin. 

You had no idea what you were doing, and really, it was sort of hard to hide it.

You weren’t like the mom’s on the North side that had breakfast together once a week and socialized through the high school like she was used to. 

The two of you were outsiders, southsiders to a T, and this kind of family dinner wasn’t something you knew how to do.

The closest you got to family dinner growing up was when your mom was working the bar at the Wyrm. 

Sometimes you’d drop by, play some pools with some of the older serpents and get a sandwich or something for dinner.

It was about as extensive as it got, but you had given yourself just about as much as you could with what you did know.

...and it wasn’t too bad.

You and FP had finished off a pretty nice looking roast, with a side of mashed potatoes and broccoli, all hot and ready on the dining table that you’d set as well as you knew how. 

All in all, it didn’t look too bad and you were sort of proud of how it turned out.

You just hoped it was good enough for Jughead.

“I hope this is okay. Your dad picked out the plates” you allowed, addressing your words to Jughead as Betty made herself at home on the couch, just as you’d instructed. 

Of the two of you, you assumed that she found FP less threatening.

He was far more like what she was used to in Jughead anyway.

There was a humor in your tone as you admired those stupid paper plates on the table, setting on top of the fine china in what he’d called a ‘happy compromise’

It looked ridiculous, but when it came down to it, you were so thrilled about the help that you didn’t even bother to argue with the man you loved.

You couldn’t help yourself.

“It’s great”

That was all Jughead had for you but considering who you were talking to and the history you two shared, you knew that you didn’t need a ton of words to understand that you’d done pretty well.

He liked it and from where you were sitting, that meant everything.

“I’m glad. Now, there’s a beautiful girl in the living room waiting for you” you grinned, heading that way with the young male in tow, ready to start the evening you had ahead of you.

It was bound to be a ton of fun.

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Beautiful - FP Jones x Reader

(A/N) I’m back again! I should change my name to Arnold... Anyway, I hope you enjoy the fanfic! <3

Pairing: FP Jones x plussize! Reader

Warnings: bullying, light smut - don’t get excited, insecurities

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Born a Serpent, doesn’t make you a Serpent. At least not really. To really be accepted, you have to go through the initiation, no matter who you are. Even Jughead had to and he was the King’s son! Currently, Betty was on the stage, dancing on the pole to ‘Mad World’. I stood next to Juggy, who seemed extremely tense since Betty came out. But I, I just felt self-conscious. Instead of looking at the blonde girl, I stared at the floor, shifting on the spot. Jug of course didn’t notice, but I felt another pair of eyes on me. Probably some Serpent making fun of me. Again. I looked up, ready to flip the guy or girl off, but when my eyes met the ones looking at me, I felt my cheeks heat up. FP’s brown eyes found mine and without thinking, I turned away and walked out of the bar. I noticed Jug quickly turning to look at me, but his eyes soon moved back to his ex-girlfriend. Just when I opened the door, I heard someone clapping and turned back to the stage. FP was on it and handed Betty his jacket. Oh, what I would do to get his jacket. But it definitely looked better on Betty then it would ever on me. I wanted to leave, when FP caught my eyes again and pointed upstairs, silently telling me to go to his office. I sighed, contemplating whether I should just leave or really go upstairs. I quickly decided to just leave since FP knew where I lived anyways. He would come find me eventually. And he did. I was getting ready to go to bed, when someone knocked on my trailer door. I quickly put on a bathrobe and opened the door, already knowing who it was. “I know that you’re not a Serpent yet, but when I tell you to meet me in my office, you meet me in my office.” I ignored his short rant and walked to my kitchen, pulling two beers out of the fridge. Instead of answering, I handed him one of the bottles and sat down on my couch, pulling my knees up to my chest. “Why do you care?” He popped his bottle open and sat down beside me. “Because your father asked me to look after you. And I promised him. I intend to keep that promise.” He quickly grabbed my bottle and popped it open too. “Are you even old enough to drink?” I rolled my eyes and grabbed my bottle, taking a large sip. “Almost.” He chuckled and leaned back, drinking his beer. It was silent for some time, before FP opened his mouth again. “What’s wrong?” I shrugged and took another sip. FP sighed and emptied his bottle. Then he tried to change the subject. “By the way, when are we going to do your initiation?” I blushed again and looked away from the older man. “Probably never.” I thought I had only whispered that, but FP heard me and frowned. “Why not? I mean, I’ll support you if you want your distance from the Serpents, it’s probably a good idea even.” Did I only imagine the sadness in his eyes? “No one would want to see me up there.” He didn’t answer. “I mean look at me! Can you even imagine me stripping and doing a pole dance? Half the bar would probably puke as soon as they see m-!” FP grabbed my arms and stopped me from ranting. “What the hell are you talking about Y/N?” He looked mad and for a second, I got scared. But I knew he wouldn’t stop bugging me until I told him. “I’m fat, FP. I’m not slim and pretty like Betty or Toni. I’m not sexy or likeable or nice to look at. I’m…ugly.” I didn’t even have time to look up, before FP grabbed my face and pulled me into a kiss. His lips tasted like beer and his stubble rubbed against the skin of my cheek. Still, I didn’t waste a single second kissing him back. His hands moved from my cheeks to my arms and from there to my waist. Suddenly feeling self-conscious again, I tried to pull away, but FP only held me tighter. We were still kissing, when I felt his tongue swipe against my lower lip. I gasped and when my mouth opened his tongue entered my mouth. I moaned into the kiss and only then, did FP pull away. “Don’t do this to me, baby girl.” He leaned his forehead against my shoulder and I immediately tried to control my breathing. FP of course noticed  and pulled away, frowning. “Are you holding your breath?” I tried to answer, but FP jumped to his feet and took my hand, pulling me to my bedroom. He gave me a shove and I stumbled onto my bed, quickly turning around, just to see FP crawling towards me. He pushed me down and straddled me, attaching his mouth to my neck. “FP…” His name left my mouth as a moan, a prayer. I couldn’t believe we were doing this. A scream escaped my lips when I felt his teeth nibble on my skin and soon after, his hands moved to my waist, tickling me. I started to laugh, trying to fight him off, but he quickly gained the upper hand. He pulled back and grinned at me. “So, when do you want to do your initiation?” I sighed and the smile on my lips fell. “I meant what I said earlier, FP. No one would want to see that.” “And I mean what I’ll say right now. You are beautiful. Inside and out. Everything about you amazes everyone around you. There’s not an inch about you that could be ugly in any way. I really do mean this. Please, believe me.” He pressed his forehead against mine and I started to smile. “You are crazy.” He chuckled and pressed a quick kiss against my lips. “No, I’m drunk, but that doesn’t mean I mean it any less. Trust me. You are beautiful.” Slowly, I nodded. He grinned and pulled back, letting himself fall down beside me. “Now, let’s go to sleep.” He quickly took off his jacket and wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close to him. I giggled and leaned my head against his chest, closing my eyes. I was confused, amazed and felt loved. And I’ve never felt this much confidence in my entire life. We fell asleep in each other’s arms. And a few days later, I had my initiation. Let’s just say that I look at least just as good in FP’s jacket as Betty.

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FP Jones | Teasing has consequences.

Count of words: 1238

Warnings: huge age gap (tho reader is leagal), smut, cursing a bit

A/N: I DON’T KNOW HOW I WROTE THIS... I NEED BABY JEASUS TO SAVE ME... AND YOU IF YOU READ THIS OMG!!

Hope you like it... ok bye ♥ I’ll go drown in holy water now

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People thought it was curious how a twenty five year-old-girl could fall in love with a man on his forties. Really, it was not something the girl could explain either. It was just this feeling he gave her, this safety she craved for, this love that she seeked. He gave that to her with no questions asked, not many words, just actions. The man was quite confused himself. He didn’t know how he got so lucky. It was strange how the girl would take care of him when he needed it the most, despite his protests, despite all his effort to scare her away in hopes she’d stop before she got hurt, but she didn’t mind. She would help him clean the trailer, help him get back on the right track, for the sake of his beloved son. He found comfort in her and he gave it back as well. It was really a realationship where both were just mending wounds, and even though for most people it doesn’t quite work, the two made it look easy.

Once again the two were visiting the Whyte Wyrm. FP insisted that she didn’t tag along, mostly because her slightly revealing clothing was enough to send a man over his edge. It was a tight black mini dress, enhancing her beautiful curves, her thick thighs making their appearence, driving FP crazy, as his jacket wrapped around her shoulders wasn’t so sure to keep the inappropriate looks away from the girl. A pair of black high heels completed the look, making her height match with his, as the two walked into the bar.

It wasn’t unusual for the girl to recieve hungry looks, but this time; this time it was different. FP could see all the desperate Serpents aching to surround his girl, but the protective arm around her, palm resting or her ass and his jacket around her indicated that no one should mess with her. And if they did, consequenses would be rated deadly. The girl couldn’t help but chuckle at how the man beside her seemed to be so jealous, not wanting anyone to even breath close to her. She made a mental note to show him that no one could have her but him.

The night had reached it’s peak, people were having fun in the South Side bar, but FP wasn’t enjoying it as much. Soflty he pulled the girl away from the Whyte Wyrm, leading her into his car and driving to the trailer, they now shared, quickly. The man’s face was quite tense, his jaw clenched, while all he wanted to do was wipe that teasing smirk off of the girls face. “Is everything ok, darling?” She questioned suggestively. She only earned a growl from him and she giggled. “Come on baby, what’s wrong?” She asked, her palm dangerously close his already hard member as she bit her lip. “Don’t bite that lip!” He ordered, the action turning him on even more. “Why are you doing this to me? We haven’t had sex in a while, and you think you can tease me like that without any consequences?” He growled, his free hand now dangerously close to her core. “Well, I was kinda hoping for that.” She confessed, moaning slightly and the closeness of his big palm. “So, you put this on for me?” He suggested, a smirk tugging at his lips. The two hurriedly jumped out of the truck and into the house before she even had time to answer. After he opened the door to the trailer, FP, slammed the girl’s back on it, kissing her neck forcefully. “You know I did,” she replied to his previous question, already out of breath. “Then, watch me rip it off of you,” he mumbled on her neck, doing as promised and ripping the dress away from her body.

The moment FP saw her half naked body his breath hitched. Somehow her heels and his clothes had found their way somewhere on the floor, none of the two paying attention to that. For a moment he stared at her body, not moving, not doing anything, just admiring the beauty. The girl felt uncomfortable, trying with everything she could to hide her body. "What are you doing?" The man questioned after the girl tried to hide the piece of art in front of him. She didn't reply, simply looking away, but FP knew what the problem was. He chuckled slightly, removing her hands from her squishy stomach, smiling at her afterwards. He kissed her jaw and moved down to her neck, her collar bone followed and then her breasts. Skillfully, FP removed the undergarment, allowing them to be free, before attacking them both, leaving purple marks while doing so. "You. Are. Beautiful." he breathed between kisses as the girl moaned under his touch. "I love your body and I'll show you just how much, tonight." He informed the girl, kissing down her stomach. His hands roamed her curvy body, memorising every part of it. His delicate fingers traveled down to her clothed core, removing the fabric between them with a swift move. One of his fingers found it's way inside of her, pumping in and out, the pleasure enough to send the girl over the edge. Her moans were loud, the sound encouraging FP to pump a seconf finger in as well, doubling the pleasure. The girl was sure as hell enjoying it, moaning loudly, making a mental note to tell FP to this more often. "Why are you moaning so loud? Haven't you been fingered before?" The man asked suggestively, keeping up with his actions. "No," she managed to get out before moaning once again. "Then allow me to keep enlightening you," the man said bringing his head btween her parted legs. He begun sucking and blowing on her clit, his mouth working perfectly with his fingers as the pleasure was now unbearable. "Come on, baby girl. Scream my name. Let everyone know who makes you feel so good," the man said, never stoping his actions. The girl did as told, screaming his name while riding off her high.

FP delicated inserted his two fingers in his mouth, tasting the girls juices,  and then cleaning her juices from her core with his masterly tongue. From there he begun trailing kisses over her body, until he reached her lips, kissing her passionately and allowing her to taste herself. Without stopping the kiss, FP, discarded his boxers, his member finally making it's appearence. Still keeping up with the kiss, he took a condom out of his drawer, covering his hard lentgh after ripping it open with his teeth. With a quick move his was inside of her, thrusting in and out. Her legs were wrapped around her waist but he moved them a little higher, giving him a different angle in which he hit her g-spot with every thrust. It didn't take long for the girl to reach her second orgasm, since she was still sensitive from the extreme fingering that occured previously. The man was quick to follow, her facial expression sending him over his own high. Carefully, he got out of her, removing the condom and throwing it in the trash can next to the bed. He simply pulled the girl close to her body, kissing her temple and letting her fall asleep. "I love you," he whispered in her ear earning a simple smile from the now sleeping girl.

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These are all the requests I have for ships and Imagines if you don't see yours it was either lost or I never got it please resend it. 

ship request

A Riverdale Male ship

A TVD unspecified gender X Gender Neutral ship

A male and female Riverdale ship

A TVD and Riverdale Male and Female ship

Male MCU and Riverdale ship

Actor and Character ship for MCU and TO

Requests

Jamie and Cersei Lannister X Daughter!Reader (Platonic)

(Cersei wants to marry off there daughter but she is Jamie”s pride and joy and wont let that happen)

FP Jones X Teen!Reader (Smut) (FP Jones x reader!teens!rough)

Joffery Baratheon X Sister!Reader (Platonic!!!) he’s sadistic like joffery? that’s the reason they’re really close and trust each other more than anything

Joffery Baratheon X Sister!Reader (Smut) (joffrey imagine where him and his sister (2 years older) have always had sexual tension but they never saw it that way and one night while she’s changing joffrey bursts through the door angry about something but stops when he sees her. both of them at this point are horny for each other and he comes up to her kissing her while he grabs her breast and shes kind of in shock still but melts into it and yeah they have sex on the bed and take turns topping each other)

Ramsay Bolton X Sister!Reader (Smut) (Ramsay (got) has a younger sister and they often have intercourse, but this one night Ramsay brings Reek, his father and mother into readers room and ties them up. He tells them to watch. So Ramsay and her have really rough sex and tells them to look at her and makes her look at them to make sure they knows how good Ramsay makes her feel. When they’re done they kill them)

Betty Cooper X Fem!Reader (damn! i would have never imagined myself being with betty but when i was reading your post, u couldn't stop myself from smiling! soft girlfriends haha. i love it! 💖💖💖 could you do something like this but as best friends with cheryl/toni or even both if it's not too hard for you? i wanna see where it would go!)

Daenerys Targaryen X mercenary!male reader (The reader is a mercenary whom Cersei hires to kidnap Daenerys shortly after she arrives at Dragonstone. But instead of bringing Dany to Cersei, the mercenary decides to keep her for himself and tame her into becoming his willing lover)

Cersei Lannister X Fem!Reader (The reader faints in Cersei"s arm)

Petyr Baelish X Baratheon Fem!Reader (Semi Requested!) (Now that all of her brothers are gone Robert"s legitimate daughter has risen to be seated on the throne. Her council is demanding a husband what will the new queen do!)

Robb Stark X Baratheon Fem!Reader (Hey I love your work! Could I request some angsty robb stark x reader? Maybe reader is Cersei and robert’s true child and was married off to robb. Cersei is very distressed about your wellbeing when the war breaks out and when she learns of the plans of the red wedding, she begs her father to spare you. He does but at a price for your continued show of hatred of the Baratheons and lannisters. Letting you have to watch as robb dies and returning you home without realizing you’re pregnant.)

A wolverine request but I can't find the info (so if you requested a wolverine request please resend it)

In my drafts

Billy Hargrove X Fem!Reader and Steve Harrigton X Fem!Reader

Lip Gallagher X Sister!Reader (Maybe smut not sure)

Jughead Jones X Plus Sized Fem!Reader

Joffery Barathen X Twin!Sister Reader (Smut)

Sam and Dean Winchester X Sister!Reader (smut but none between Sam and Dean)

Ivar the Boneless X sister!Reader (Maybe smut not sure)

Jim Hopper X Younger Fem!Reader

FP Jones X Younger Fem!Reader X Gladys Jones (Smut)

Sweet Pea X Fem!Reader X Reggie Mantle (Smut? Nothing between Sweet Pea and Reggie/ )

Cheryl Blossom X Fem!Reader X Betty Cooper (Smut /Nothing between Betty and Cheryl/)

FP Jones X Fem!Reader X Sweet Pea (Smut/Nothing between FP and Sweet Pea)

Daenerys Targaryen X Fem!Reader X Sansa Stark (Smut / Nothing between Dany and Sansa)

Joffery Baratheon X Sister!Reader X Sansa Stark (Smut)

Margaery Tyrell X Baratheon(Lannister) Fem!Reader X Sansa Stark (Smut/Nothing between Margaery and Sansa)

Ramsay Bolton X Sister!Reader X Sansa Stark (Smut)

Ragnar Lothbrok X Christian Princess!Reader X Ivar Lothbrok (Smut/Nothing between Ragnar and Ivar/)

Lagertha X Lothbrok Fem!Reader x Torvi (Smut)

lagertha x Ealhmunding!reader x ragnar Lothbrok(smut)

Billy Hargrove X Harrington Fem!Reader

Steve Harrgton X Henderson Fem!Reader

Jason Dean X Fem!Reader

Mark Sloan X Shepherd!Reader

other things I have to do

Post the next few updates to A Dark Truth

Update my books on wattpad

ideas I have that I may post to get back into writing to add to the drafts for another time

Bellamy Blake X Fem!Reader

Klaus Mikaelson X Fem!Reader

Lincoln Kom Trikru X Fem!Reader

Damon Salvatore X Fem!reader

Octavia Blake X Fem!Reader

Kai Parker X Fem!Reader

Raven Reyes X Fem!Reader

Sebastian X Fem!Reader

Josephine Lightbourne X Fem!Reader

Hope Mikaelson X Fem!Reader

Chuck Bass X Fem!Reader

Lizzie Saltzman X Fem!Reader

Blair Waldorf X Fem!Reader

Dark!Josie Saltzman X Fem Reader

Bellamy Blake X Sister!Reader (Smut)

Caroline Forbes X Fem!Reader

Bellamy Blake X Sister Reader X Octavia Blake (smut)

Rebekah Mikaelson x Fem!Reader

Klaus Mikaelson X Sister!Reader (Smut)

Klaus X sister!Reader X Rebekah (Smut)

[xserpentlife]

Masterlist *Requests Open*

Requesting Rules/Requests I take

Come Join Waywar-River and I’s Discord

Sweet Pea

Well this is Awkward

Needy Boy

Just Dance With Me

I’m Fine plus size reader

I’ll Wait plus size reader

I Promise

I hate you, I love you

It’s Stupid

He’s Coming

The Set Up

Can’t We Be More *Smut*

Constant Male x Male

Take It

Upstairs

Ruined

Let Me Go

It’s My Fault

On Your Terms

Make Me

Woah

Wait

Feel it

Run A/B/O Dynamic

Protect You Male x Male

Perfect Match

Forever

Home

The Box

Scales and Stones Dragon!AU

Empty *Smut*

Look at Me

Care *Smut*

Talk to Me

Love or Hate Halloween

Everything Was Normal

Drip

Sparks Halloween

Vulnerable Halloween

Kitten Halloween - Kinda Smut

Mirror

Defend

Misunderstood

7 Months

More *Smut*

Working From Home *Smut*

Hidden in Private *Smut*

Flower

Spaces *Smut*

Too Much - Part 1 Part 2

Fling - Part 1 Part 2

Forgotten - Part 1 Part 2

Protector - Part 1 Part 2

Relief Werewolf!AU - Part 1 Part 2

Did You Hear Me - Part 1 Part 2

Blind - Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5

Fangs

Lose Me

Crutch

Wrong Turn

Saving You

Peace

Leave Right Now

Forever and Then Some (Halloween)

Secrets (Halloween)

Stuck (Halloween Time Travel AU)

Present

Open Your Eyes - Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

Malachai

Lifeline Magic!AU

Intrigue

Tease

Give It Up

Reggie

Collide

You’re What!

Jughead

Safe

Can I get some sort of cute Jughead bff blurb? Needing a pick me up

Misc

Pretending (Fp Jones)

Starved (Platonic Jug, Sweets Fangs Toni)

Moodboards

Vampire Moodboards (Pea,Mal, Fangs, Reader, Relationship)

Holiday Moodboards (Fangs, Pea)

Bingo Moodboards *Large Variety of Boards Here* (Most are not specific to characters, made for @riverdalebingo​ many different concepts)

Sunflower Wedding x Fangs

Fake Socials

Sweet Pea x Fem!Reader College Travel

Sweet Pea x Emo Fem!Reader

Fangs x Plus Size County Girl Fem!Reader

Fangs x Plus size Country Girl Disney x Harry Potter Wedding Continuation

Choose your character halloween x reader (Continution of HP wedding)

Fangs x Fem!Reader New Serpent

Fangs x Fem!Reader dating Pea’s sister in secret

Fangs x Bi Fem!Reader at Pride

Jughead x Fem!Reader Rainy day

Cheryl x Artsy Fem!Reader

Reggie x Fem!Reader on a Texas/Longhorns game trip

Concepts

Sweet Pea being clueless af being a dad but tries so hard  

Being Jugs sister and dating sweet pea

Sheriff found out his little girl (daughter) dating a bad boy, skyscraper Sweet pea

Joining the Serpents and knowing parseltongue

AU where Jason lives. How different do you think Cheryl would’ve been?

Fangs definitely loves playing with your hair

Dirty talk with Fangs

I feel like fangs getting super nervous on the first day of school so he just holds your hand the entire time

How do you think rebounding from jugs to fangs would go?

Being a virgin and asking fangs or sweet pea ( your best friend ) to take your virginity.

Waking up from a one night stand to sweet pea/and or/ fangs looking at you adorably

I feel like Fangs is more of a hands-on romantic and Sweet Pea is a practical romantic

If you were alone with one of them at a time (Toni, Fangs, Jughead, and Sweet Pea) and began crying/having severe anxiety, how would each of them react?

How would SP, Juggie, and Fangs make love to you the first time?

Being friends with Jug/Fangs/SP and each of them walk in on you touching yourself and moaning their name. How would they each react?

Stumbling into the Wyrm after getting the crap beat out of you by some Ghoulies. How would the gang react?

Going to the gym w Sweets and Fangs

vampire!Sweet Pea and Malachai turning his s/o because she is dying

Prompt lists

When sending in a request please put character and the number of the prompt list as well as the number of the prompt you choose. Feel free to mix and match!!

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Holiday

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[random-imagines-blog]

House of Cards {Hermione Lodge x Dom!Female Reader Oneshot}

Requested by: Anonymous Wordcount: 3792 Synopsis: You’re a Serpent with a dominant reputation, and she was just the girl that you had grown up with then departed from. What happens when she comes to your door? Notes: Light BDSM

Your trailer at Southside was better decorated than most of the others, because you took pride in what you called your home. Your door was painted a dark shade of red, your windows were always clean and you had a small garden that you managed to grow in the dry soil nearby. Your living room was filled with artwork that you had acquired through less than legal means, and your furniture was made of the finest leather and fabrics. It was small, but it was exactly to your tastes - but there was only one thing that seemed to stand out from the rest of the decor. It was a picture of you, as a young girl - probably around the age of fourteen, with your arm around another girl your age. Oh to be young again and be able to have friends without worrying about the Serpents trying to separate the two of you. You wouldn’t ever admit it out loud, but even you - the black-hearted Serpent with a bad reputation - had a little place in your heart where Hermione Gomez - or Lodge as she was now - would live forever.

You didn’t always live in the trailer park - in fact, you grew up on the nicer side of Riverdale, where all the big homes were, the nice parks, the picture perfect families with their dark secrets. You could count them on your fingers, the Blossoms, the Smiths, the Coopers. If there was one family that put out the sunniest disposition though, and lied through their teeth, it was your own. Because of the money, the affluence and all - you grew up as a pretty happy child, though very deeply sheltered from the world. This lead to a lot of discovery later in your teens but you’ll get into that later on.

You had your friends handpicked by your parents since you were a toddler, but of course, you hadn’t known that at the time. All of the kids that you were exposed to were the children of your parents friends, and you stuck with them throughout elementary school and hardly branched out to the other kids. The person that you were closest with was the beautiful Hermione Gomez, who was already being groomed to be a trophy wife by the first grade. You two clicked instantly, and became the best of friends within a single play date. Her family became an extension of yours, your family became her second. She spent nights at your house - even on school nights when your parents weren’t too happy about the giggling that went on until midnight.

The years flew by until the two of you were fourteen and the picture had been taken at your birthday party. The theme had been Greek Mythology, and you were both wearing flowing white dresses with flowers in your hair. Except for one or two of your male classmates, the party was predominantly females, standing around your backyard eating the treats the chef had made, and enjoying the entertainment your parents had paid for. You had invited them over to a big slumber party, in which your parents graciously allowed you to use their bedroom, for their bed was a King size and could fit everyone comfortably. So you snuggled in beside Hermione, the two of you face to face in the middle, your backs to everyone else. Before you fell asleep, you felt a hand go onto your hip. Your eyes opened sleepily and you saw Hermione staring at you, holding you. You gave her your first kiss that night. You got your first rush of naughtiness at it being in bed beside a bunch of unsuspecting girls - and that your first kiss was with a girl rather than some nice boy like your parents would have wanted.

You and Hermione grew closer through that encounter. Hermione now held your hand as you walked through the halls of the school, and spent lunch hour together, sitting under the bleachers and fed each other pieces of fruit like you were royalty in an old painting. It was the best couple months of your life - but of course, everything would soon fall apart.

An awakening was in store for you, and a very rude one at that. Hermione and yourself had gotten a lot of attention because of how close the two of you were getting, and rumors had started to circle that even your parents had heard about. You had been sat down in the fancy parlor of your home, and told sternly by your mother and father that you were not to spend time with Hermione outside of school anymore. Your heart had broken, and that’s when you realized that your parents didn’t always have your best interests at heart - they only cared about their reputation, and raising someone who is a potential lesbian didn’t fit in with their agenda. Plus, on top of that, they wanted you to marry rich, they’d made that perfectly clear. It was then that you had started to rebel. It was then that your life started to change.

“Okay, now what the hell are you doing?” FP Jones asked when he caught you walking around the South Side late one night. The fact that your parents had called Hermione’s and forbid her from sneaking out to be with you after school hours had hurt you so much, you went for a walk without realizing the destination. Your instincts had guided you on where to turn, not your rationality. Why you ended up here though - you weren’t sure.

You shrugged and kept walking, and didn’t care that the teenage boy in the Serpents jacket was following you. There was enough room on the sidewalk for the both of you. “You don’t have to follow me, I’m not going to cause any shit for you.” F.P. eyed you after you said that though he kept silent. But he did keep following you until you saw a shitty looking bar up ahead - it seemed the type that wouldn’t care if there was a minor in it.

After that first initial walk with F.P. and a coke at a place called The Whyte Worm, your whole demeanor changed. You still looked longingly at Hermione during class, but she hardly looked back at you. You noticed that she started spending a lot of time with a boy named Andrews, to your dismay, and so you left her alone and tried to get on with your life. You created new friends too, with the boys on the South Side - and a couple of the girls, but you wouldn’t exactly call it a normal friendship. When your parents found out, they attempted to send you off to boarding school, but your new rebellious ways and proud homosexuality put a quick end to that. You became the disgrace of the family, and as soon as you graduated from Riverdale High, you moved into the Trailer Park and set up your life as a Serpent. You wanted to be nothing like your parents, and that was what you had accomplished.

And one day, she left her fancy penthouse, and came to the trailer park in her four inch heels and designer coat during a blustery Winter day. The look on your face when the door swung open shocked her more than a little bit. For when she thought of you, she still imagine the carefree, lovely and light you that you had been as a teenager rather than this Serpent.

“The Hermione Lodge, coming to my trailer? Despite the fact that your husband is trying to destroy our lives, you show up here?” The snort that came out of you accurately showed your feelings, though you did not let any surprise go across your features. The wind started to blow into your trailer, and brought about a cold feeling to your exposed skin. You could close the door in her face, but instead, your former adoration won out and you beckoned her to come in. You closed the door behind her, then stood in front of the photograph of the two of you that you had been looking at earlier. You had your back to it, and subtly bumped against the table it was set upon, knocking it over.

“Your trailer is ... nice,” Hermione complimented. It was obvious that she was expecting something trashy, considering where you lived, which made you roll your eyes.

“Both a TV and a toilet, aren’t I a lucky gal?” You asked, and sat down on the couch, not letting it show that you were in anyway uncomfortable. “In the neighborhood, decided to stop by, I’m guessing?”

“He’s in prison, in case you were wondering,” Hermione said, sitting opposite you on an armchair, one leg on top of the other to show off her long tanned calves.

You pointed towards the TV that you had mentioned only a few seconds ago. “It works, like I said. Or did you think that this place is so rundown that cable doesn’t run through here?” You couldn’t help but be hostile - it was the Serpent way to act out towards outsiders. Hermione counted for one, and she knew it too - she kept staring at her heeled shoes that had gotten a bit of dirt of them from outside. The fact that it was Hermione though - it made you let out a deep breath and rub your temples with your green-painted fingernails. “Expecting you would have been better than a surprise, ‘Mione. What are you doing here, of all places? This isn’t ... you.”

“All of this stuff that’s been happening ... has been hard.” Sure, you could understand Hermione’s point of view on that, but it didn’t seem like an answer. It was hard not to ask her to keep going, but you stayed silent and let her go on in her own time. “So I’ve been working hard, not leaving the penthouse much... I was feeling cooped up.”

“You came here for what ... a distraction?” Hermione seemed not to have thought this all the way through, but she nodded and eased herself back into the chair, making herself comfortable on the IKEA chair, as she no doubt had done in the past on chairs worth ten times as much. Both of you stared at one another, and you slowly started to caress the back of her hand. Usually you weren’t so gentle with women who came through that door. But Hermione wasn’t like any other woman.

“It seems I might have been thinking about the past a lot lately. It has been happening a lot, actually. No matter what goes on in my day, I fall asleep and I think of you, y/n.” On his note, Hermione turned her hand around to hold onto yours. You allowed her to do so, but didn’t squeeze back. Both of you let the silence fill the room again.

“Hermione, I am not the same naive teenager who didn’t know herself.” You said, pulling your hand back slowly from hers. “Just like you’re not the same either, clearly.” It was obvious that Hermione had changed, and she cared now about appearances more than ever. There used to be a time when the both of you would have no problem going out into the world with natural, clean faces and clothes that weren’t the most in style but you liked anyway. So maybe you still had a lot in common, even with these changes.

The look in her eyes changed, and her head tilted to the side, so she wasn’t exactly looking at you anymore. You looked in the direction that she had been staring at, and it was right into your bedroom, where some of your ... tools were on display, so to speak. You didn’t blush, or hesitate, just motioned towards the open door. “As you can see, my preference hasn’t changed but my way of doing things has. So have a look, if you like.”

But you hadn’t been anticipating that Hermione would actually take you up on that invitation. Thirty seconds later, she was off of the chair and pushing open the door to your bedroom, or what you would call your playroom. “But - how?” Hermione wondered, seeing just how much you really had changed from the gentle girl she knew. “Oh - what are these?”

You saw that she was reaching for something on your wall - a paddle, that was heart shaped. It was one of your favorites because it had a few holes drilled into the leather to ensure that there wouldn’t be wind resistance. You grabbed a riding crop out of the umbrella stand that only held such instruments, and gave Hermione a quick whack across her knuckles, showing her who is in charge here. As soon as she felt the sting, she flinched and her hand returned to her side. “You don’t get to touch, they’re my tools.”

Suddenly, defiantly, Hermione took hold of the other end of the crop. “Hey,” She said softly, while you raised an eyebrow at brashness. “You use these on women? Y/n...” Your name came out of her lips with condescension.

“Your husband never used one of these on you?” You countered. “You know, women come to me all of the time for a distraction from their problems, to get treated well by someone for once, to relieve some stress. It isn’t about the pain - and you know nothing about it, so you have no right to judge. Unless of course - you want to learn?” You asked, not being able to stop yourself from asking her. “I doubt that’s why you came here exactly, but - I don’t know what else I’m supposed to offer. Go out for a coffee? That’s not us, a serpent and ... and a Lodge.”

“I admit that I am a bit curious... I never stopped thinking about you.” Hermione admitted. You showed no emotion - that was the key to making this dynamic work. Staying in character. “Though I never thought that you would...”

“Become a Serpent? You can blame my parents for that. If they hadn’t tried to be so controlling, I wouldn’t have rebelled this hard. But it’s nice here. I’m treated with respect here, I’m valued. They don’t order me around, not even on .. jobs.” You couldn’t go further into the details, it was private Serpent Business. “You’re the one who moved on quickly though. Not even a week after we were forced to stop our relationship, you had moved on to Fred Andrews.”

“I know,” Hermione said, and was going to stop more but you stopped her by tugging the crop out of her hand.

“This isn’t a place for explanations or apologies. I’m not expecting one, I forgave you and got over it a long time ago.” You said, in a more gentle tone. “I don’t think you’re as surprised about all of this as you’re pretending. I know I have a bit of a reputation. No playing around, please.”

Hermione composed herself in front of you, straightening her back, looking you straight in the eyes in the dark room. “I ... consent. I always have.”

That was a good enough start, as you would say. Consent and trust were the two most important parts of this arrangement.

“Always?” You questioned. Hermione nodded, and slowly, she sunk down to her knees on the soft rug that took over the majority of your room, covering the uncomfortable hardwood floors - although you could always kick them to the side if you wanted to be harsh.

“It has been on my mind forever.” She admitted. You raised an eyebrow, and put the riding crop back into it’s former position without looking. You caressed Hermione’s face, resting your thumb on the middle of her chin. It was a bit difficult for you to bend over, back entirely straight, and kiss her lips, but you managed. Your mind raced with the memories of the first time that you had done that, back in your teenage bedroom. So her taste has changed - that Hiram Lodge had bittered her up. Especially with the way that she gave you such easy submission - that had been instilled in her and not in a loving way.

It didn’t take long for her to be on the bed, her back arched as you gave her permission to feel the pleasure rather than the pain and stress that she had been holding onto for so long. Hermione melted under your touch, having yearned for it for decades now. Hiram was the last thing on her mind, nor was Fred Andrews whom she had recently met with recently - only you. “Can you free me?” Hermione asked, biting on her bottom lip as you rubbed the cooling candle wax on her chest, keeping it from drying completely with your body warmth. She was revelling in the warm sensation, but even more because it was you.

“It won’t be easy to get you out, but yes.” You murmured to her, restricting her movement by tying her wrists with silk rope to the bedpost, which was already bolted to the wall to avoid banging. Honestly, you weren’t sure if it was possible but damn, you were going to try. Until the day that you died, you would consider Hermione to be yours, just like this, just as it should have been from the beginning.

Tuesdays became the night when  Hermione would venture from The Pembroke to your house in an unmarked car, telling Veronica nothing of her whereabouts. You were her little secret, and you allowed her to keep it that way. You knew that making it public would put a target on your back by Mr. Lodge, which you could not risk just yet. It had become your favorite day of the week, because it wasn’t just about the amazing sex that the two of you had, locked away in your bedroom. This relationship wasn’t built just on that, but on Hermione needing someone else to control her for a little while, advise her on what to do.

Because of Hermione sneaking away, you did have to worry about Veronica Lodge catching on. You didn’ have to worry for long - there was enough going on in Riverdale to keep the teenage girl occupied.

Well into the evening, while you and Hermione were eating the dinner that she prepared for you in your small trailer kitchen, she dropped the unfortunate news. Hiram Lodge was getting out of prison, and expected his family to be there for him, and to support him. “He really has some nerve,” You said, downing the glass of wine in one motion. “His family? Poor Hiram, he probably doesn’t even know that his wife is with someone better.”

“It wouldn’t be good to tell that to him...” Hermione said, nervously. The thought of Veronica and how this would affect her was obviously heavy on her mind. You couldn’t blame her for that. “Sleeping with you, he might forgive but knowing how I feel...”

Hermione wasn’t one to open up about her affections, so that was a bit deal to you. She nervously sipped at her wine, her hand slightly trembling, the red liquid missing her mouth and splashing up against her lips. “Hermione, how do you feel?” You asked her, setting down your knife and fork.

“You tell me.” Hermione challenged you, knowing full well that you knew the answer. Her face was pale, but started to flush. After that challenge, you stared her down, seeing just how nervous she was, and tried to pick up on her small actions to gather what she wanted to hear.

“The truth? Hermione, I think that re-connecting this last while had been really good for you.” She closed her eyes to listen to your words. “Hiram hasn’t been around to be ... well, an asshole. Veronica has been doing her own thing so you’ve had some time to yourself, and you chose to spend that with me. You’ve been smiling, I’ve noticed and other people around the town of noticed, I’ve heard things. You look so forward to coming over that you usually arrive early and wait in your car until the moment that I told you to be here, which is adorable by the way.” When she heard that, Hermione dropped her head and let her dark hair fall across her face, very much like a teenage girl. “It has been, I’m hoping, the sort of reunion that you had hoped would happen - but better. Now you’re nervous that it’s going to come to an end, that we’re going to drift away like we had before.”

You leaned in close, giving Hermione a good view of the cleavage that your wonderful bra was showcasing. “It won’t, by the way. You are too good to give up again, Hermione. The whole husband thing changes nothing. That you love me, and yes, I know you do - I feel the same way - is stronger than a marriage certificate any day.”

That meant a lot for you to say, and Hermione knew it, for she tossed her hair out of her face, and smiled. You noticed she looked like the fresh faced teenager that you knew and adored back in the day. “You should know.” She said, trying to maintain her composure, though it did usually seem to break down around you. You brought out the real person that was inside, not the Stepford wife. But you didn’t mind either side to her personality - they were both her. “Y/n... don’t let me fall back into his traps, no matter what he says.”

“He’s going to have to come here and tear you out of your bondages, which I would never allow.” A determination jumped into your voice at the very thought. Your friends, the fellow Serpents, wouldn’t allow that to happen either. You wouldn’t let his stupid expensive shoes touch the trailer park. “You’re mine. You’ve given me your trust, your respect and your heart - I’m not afraid to use my whip non-consensual on him if I had to.” You said, giving Hermione a smirk. “Now finish your dinner, my love, you need to keep your strength up for the night ahead.”

[rossbutler1]

Masterlist

last updated 5/20/18

Riverdale 

reader is a living meme

reader has a crush on veronica’s mom

alternative!reader who’s friends with everyone

Insecure!reader

Serpents x reader go on a roadtrip

Josie and Cheryl are bridesmaids for reader

reader hangs out with riverdale cast

Archie Andrews

Archie x reader

Archie x theater nerd!reader

Archie x reader go on vacation

Archie x reader; reader is archie’s #1 football fan

Archie x reader; reader gets lead role in play

Archie x nerd!reader

Archie x reader; reader has a daughter

Archie x reader; reader likes fantasy and magic

Archie x male!reader

Cheryl Blossom

Cheryl x photographer!reader

Cheryl x reader

Cheryl x reader texts

Cheryl x reader fight and makeup

Cheryl x secret girlfriend!reader    pt 2

Cheryl x plus size!reader

Jealous!Cheryl x reader

Cheryl x reader breakup and get back together

Cheryl x reader; reader dates veronica to make cheryl jealous

Cheryl x male!reader hockey player

Cheryl x reader go on first date and everyone ships them

Cheryl x reader get a puppy

Cheryl x reader where cheryl accidently confesses her love for y/n

Cheryl x reader where reader has short hair

Cheryl x reader; where reader uses pickup lines on cheryl

Cheryl x reader have a cat

Cheryl x reader go on a cruise

Cheryl x reader; Kevin gives reader advice

Cheryl x ballerina!reader

Cheryl x male!reader go on vacation

Cheryl x reader; bestfriends into girlfriends

Cheryl x reader, Lauren Jauregui x reader

Cheryl x reader spend xmas together

Cheryl x serpent!reader

Cheryl x reader spends xmas with the Blossoms

Cheryl x reader; reader is insecure

Cheryl x nerd!reader

Cheryl x model!reader

Cheryl x geek!athlete!reader

Cheryl x dancer!reader

Cheryl x Toni Topaz

Cheryl x tall!reader

Veronica Lodge

Veronica x reader

Veronica x british!reader

Veronica x male!reader serpent

Veronica x reader

Veronica x reader spend xmas together

Jughead Jones

Jughead x reader

Jughead x reader texts

Jughead x reader break up miss eachother

Jughead x hispanic reader

Jughead x serpent reader

Jughead x Australian reader 

Jughead x reader; Archie is jealous       PART 2

Jughead x artist!reader

Jughead x reader; with supportive Betty

Jughead x writer!reader

Jughead x reader; videos games and denim

Jughead x insecure!bestfriend!reader

Jughead x photographer!reader

Jughead x reader have been friends since birth

Jughead x reader; reader is Toni’s twin sister

Jughead x reader; reader plays hard to get 

Jughead x reader who likes horror movies

Jughead x reader who loves dogs

Jughead x nerd/geek reader

Jughead x reader go to a supernatural convention 

Jughead x popular and anime nerd!reader

Polly Cooper

Polly x reader

Polly x reader get engaged

Polly x reader who loves her bump

Betty Cooper and Veronica Lodge

Betty x Veronica x friend!reader on vacation

Betty x Veronica x friend!reader baking

Josie McCoy

Josie x reader movie night

Reggie Mantle

Reggie x plus size!reader

Reggie x artist!reader

Reggie x reader; best friends to dating

Reggie x reader; Sweet Pea is jealous

Reggie x reader; Reggie proposes

Reggie x dancer!reader

Reggie x singer!reader

Reggie x reader get married

Reggie x serpent!reader

Reggie x reader go to Universal 

Reggie x sporty!reader

Reggie x reader; posting daring pics

Jason Blossom

Jason x reader

Jason x reader with daughter

Kevin Keller

kevin x friend!reader

Kevin x friend!reader who’s gay

Betty Cooper And Cheryl Blossom and Veronica Lodge

Betty x reader, Veronica x reader, Cheryl x reader

Fangs Fogarty

Fangs x serpent!reader

Fangs x male!reader

Fangs x reader; reader is in the hospital

Fangs x reader in wheelchair

Fangs x dancer!reader

Fangs x protective/sassy!reader

Fangs x reader; reader is sweet pea’s cousin

Fangs x volleyball player!reader

Fangs x male reader; sweet pea announces the relationship

Fangs x nurse!reader

Jealous!fangs x reader

Sweet Pea

Protective!Sweet Pea x reader

Sweet Pea x reader; reader has a daughter

Sweet Pea x reader; reader loves her body but gets hate

Sweet Pea x good girl!reader

Sweet Pea x reader get married

Sweet Pea x reader; Cheryl reveals their relationship

Sweet Pea x reader get engaged

Sweet Pea x reader; reader tries to make Reggie jealous

Sweet Pea x plus size!reader

Sweet Pea x reader; reader’s birthday

Sweet Pea x model/photographer!reader

Jealous!Sweet Pea x reader

Sweet Pea x reader is archie’s sister

Sweet Pea x male!reader

Sweet Pea x reader go on city break

Sweet Pea x reader; during serpents chained to southside episode

Sweet Pea x pregnant!reader

Sweet Pea and Fangs Fogarty

Sweet Pea x reader x Fangs go on vacation

Sweet Pea and Jughead

Sweet Pea x reader x Jughead in a relationship

Fp Jones

Fp x reader graduates

Fp x daughter!reader

Camila Mendes

Cami x reader 

Cole Sprouse

Cole x reader with a daughter 

Cole x reader go to disneyland with their kids

Kj Apa

Kj x reader get married\

Moose Mason

Moose x reader

13 Reasons Why

Justin Foley

Justin x reader

jealous!Justin x reader

Zach Dempsey

Zach x reader

Zach x musician!reader

Zach x reader who is in the hospital

Hannah Baker

Hannah x poet!reader

Hannah x reader who likes power rangers

Skye Miller

Skye x reader; skye is sick and reader is clays sister

Montgomery De La Cruz

Montgomery x reader

Youtubers

Colleen Ballinger x reader

Gabbie Hanna x reader promotes gabbie

Rosanna x reader texts

Phil Lester x reader

Jenna Marbles x reader

Gabbie Hanna x reader

Shane Dawson x reader

Shane Dawson x reader get a puppy

Dan Howell x reader

Vlog Squad

Scotty Sire x reader

Toddy Smithy x reader

Vlog squad x reader

David Dobrik x reader

Supernatural

Sam x best friend!reader

Dean x reader

Stranger Things

Steve Harrington

Steve x reader

[imagine-the-feels]

My Masterlist

Italics: Drabble

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TEEN WOLF

Scott McCall

Kira comes back for your boyfriend Scott

beneath the surface  (I) (II) (III) (IV) (ALT.)

you and the pack go on vacation with each other, and you’re trying to get your mind off of your crush on Scott. a little game of truth or dare ends up going awry, as you realize the place you’re staying has more to it than you realize

The Beast of Beacon Hills (I) (II) !!

the beast is running rampant in beacon hills, and it seems unstoppable--until new information comes to light that has every bit to do with you.

Stiles Stilinski

You’re his innocent s/o in danger

HCS Poly Relationship w/Lydia

overwhelmed (Stydia x Reader)

stiles is starting to pull away from both you and lydia.

Lydia Martin

HCS on being her companion

HCS Poly relationship w/Stiles

Theo Raeken

I Thought of You

theo’s only weakness is you--the second successful chimera the dread doctors created. you’re both madly in love, but you slip through his fingers.

Reality

you find out your boyfriend theo isn’t who he says he is.

Liam Dunbar

Getting the Girl

liam has been your best friend for ages, until he pulled away from you as he became a werewolf. you friendship is almost nonexistent, until your name shows up on the deadpool.

Derek Hale

Is it Worth it?

kate goes after you.

Coming Back Home  !!

you and derek were a thing before you had to leave to control your powers. things aren’t exactly the same when you get back.

Pack

Tattoos & Tater Tots

you have lunch with the pack.

THE FLASH

Barry Allen

Queen of the Castle

crossover with OUAT, you’re a rightful queen.

Harrison Wells

Don’t Mess With Mother Nature

the flash team imprisons h2′s wife.

Everything We Can

h2′s wife is kidnapped by a meta.

competition

h2 and leonard snart are very competitive courters.

Hunter Zolomon/Zoom

Being Hunter’s s/o & not knowing about Zoom (I) (II) (III) (IV) (V)

Don’t Leave Me

hunter needs you.

Cisco Ramon

Colds & Onesies

cisco isn’t in any condition to show up to his own rehearsal dinner.

Wally West

Earn it

wally has to earn you.

A Family Dinner

wally realizes he’s in love

Give it Up

wally’s drag racing addiction has consequences

Complications

you have complications during your pregnancy

Leonard Snart

Competition

h2 and leonard snart are very competitive courters.

DC LEGENDS OF TOMORROW

Ray Palmer

No Turning Back  !!

ray’s in love, but it’s not all rainbows and roses.

RIVERDALE

Jughead Jones

Back on His Feet Masterlist ON HIATUS

you’re trying everything in your power to mend your relationship with Jughead.

Having a Love/Hate relationship with Jughead

HCS on being his GF

HCS on behing his BF

HCS on getting head**

HCS on being plus size & insecure

Who I Am

you finally come out to jughead.

Archie Andrews

HCS on being his GF

Betty Cooper

HCS on being her GF

Veronica Lodge

HCS on being her GF

Cheryl Blossom

HCS on being her GF

FP Jones

>>First Quarter<<

you’re archie’s older sister, and in a relationship with fp.

DC UNIVERSE

Jason Todd

West-Todd

some weird version of flashpoint that involves you being a west, and jason todd.

Bruce Wayne

Meeting Damian

MARVEL UNIVERSE

Bucky Barnes

Being Bucky’s Soulmate

TWILIGHT

Jasper Hale

Meeting the Major

you meet your husband’s alter ego for the first time.

SONS OF ANARCHY

Jax Teller

His Old Lady dies instead of Donna

EMERALD CITY

West

Ghosts of the Past

west finally finds you--her best friend that she thought was dead.

THE 100

Bellamy Blake

HCS on being his GF

C for NSFW Alphabet

NSFW Alphabet

THE ORIGINALS/TVD

Klaus Mikealson

HCS on being his Queen

CRIMINAL MINDS

Spencer Reid

The Way You Are

you don’t think you’re enough for spencer.

NSFW Alphabet**

Aaron Hotchner

Liability  !!

strauss forces you to break your engagement with aaron.

DIVERGENT

Eric Coulter

Be Brave

eric proposes.

Tobias Eaton

The Truth’s Never Been this Hard

after fleeing dauntless after the attack on abnegation, the truth serum from candor forces you to reveal feelings you weren’t ready for.

ACTORS

Cole Sprouse

Late Late Show  !!

you reveal your relationship with cole on the late late show with james corden.

>>5:58am<<

you unknowingly model for cole while watching the sun rise.

Cameron Monaghan

Live! With Kelly & Ryan  !!

you talk about your unusual beginnings and relationship with cameron on live! with kelly and ryan

[plus-size-reader]

House Party pt.2

FP Jones x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1082 words

Warnings: none

Summary: Reader has FP in her room, because apparently the party downstairs no longer interests him.

Part 1

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There was a new, stiff air in your room as you turned back toward your bed with FP in tow.

What was normally your only comfort zone, now felt like a strange new land, not even the air felt the same. Though it was possible that had something to do with the tightness in your chest.

FP made you so nervous, even under such casual circumstances.

You felt like you were in a dream, like you could wake up any moment, and you’d be all alone. However, when you shook yourself from thought to find him still sitting there, you decided to rule that out.

He was definitely here, but he also probably thought that you were crazy.

“Sorry, I just usually don’t have company” you explained, somehow hoping that would make you sound like less of a loser. It wasn’t working, or at least, from where you were sitting.

You figured it was just a matter of time before he got up and walked out. However, all FP did was laugh, a deep sexy sort of laugh.

To him, there was something refreshing about how real you were and the small shrug you gave after sold him even more.

You were adorable.

“That must make me pretty special, huh?” he teased, sitting down beside you on your bed, a small smirk on his lips. It really wasn’t fair. As you sat here looking at him, you found it hard to believe that he was so good looking.

If Julie could see you right now, you’d never live it down. You were way out of your depth with him here.

...And that wasn’t lost on you either.

You couldn’t have seen this coming when you woke up this morning, that was for sure.

“Yeah, I guess so” you shrugged again, heat flooding your skin. If visitors to your bedroom needed to be ranked, he’d certainly be the most exciting.

“And what about this guy? He seems pretty special too” FP laughed, reaching out to the other side of your bed to fetch your favorite teddy bear.

As if this wasn’t embarrassing enough.

“Oh God, you must think I’m so lame” you huffed, burying your face in your pillow. You could not believe this, this just could not be happening.

You refused to believe it.

“No, it’s cute” he replied, his voice a little quieter this time. For some reason, his confidence wavered just a little when it came to admitting that.

It was just something that he felt like he had to do with you. There was just something about you that knocked FP off his game.

In the best way.

You were cute.

It was far from what you’d expected but rather than bring attention to that and die of embarrassment, you decided to move onThankfully, FP didn’t seem to mind.

“What are we watching?” he wondered, shifting in the bed again to rest up against your headboard. The action surprised you, though it probably shouldn’t have by now, as FP wasn’t the sort of man to understand boundaries.

However, what got you the most was how he referred to the two of you as ‘we’

You knew that you were reading into this too much and that he was only hanging out because he was bored. It wasn’t like he actually liked you, that was something you didn’t want to forget.

You would just get hurt if you did.

Still, you grabbed the remote from your nightstand and unpaused the movie.

Julie hated that you watched these kinds of movies, she thought they were a waste of time. They freaked her out, but that didn’t seem to be the case with FP.

“Oh, I love this movie” he hummed, opening a can of soda for himself and then one for you. It had been a while since FP had seen the Exorcist but it was something he really enjoyed.

He just didn’t get a chance to do it often.

In fact, when he stopped to think about it, he rarely had a chance to relax or do the things he wanted to at all. If it wasn’t about the gang, he didn’t do it at home.

That was just the way it was.

That being said, it was really nice to just sit here with you.

“You do?” you asked, doing your best to not sound too surprised. You just didn’t think of him liking that kind of stuff.

For you, it made sense. You were a little bit odd to begin with and always had been. It made sense that horror movies were up your alley.

...But FP was cool.

He was popular and hot, with a literal gang no less. It just hadn’t occurred to you before now that maybe you had anything in common.

“You sound surprised” he commented, only slightly watching Reagan spit up split-pea soup on the priest. Most of his energy was focused on looking at you from the corner of his eye.

Neither of you really knew anything about the other but that didn’t mean it wouldn’t be worth it to learn.

You seemed pretty cool so far.

“I don’t know. I guess I just figured you wouldn’t like it because you’re you” you shrugged, feeling more and more awkward as the moments ticked by.

Fp nodded, briefly giving your words some thought. It didn’t make a ton of sense to him, at least not in the way it did for you.

“Me?” he repeated, giving up on the moving, turning his body fully to look at you now.

Really, it was hard not to be kind of offended by that. Clearly, you seemed to think there was some huge difference between the two of you.

FP just didn’t get it.

“Yeah, y’know, you’re all hot and stuff. I didn’t think you’d be into the Exorcist” you sighed, truly just going for broke. If he hadn’t walked out before, he certainly would now.

You were sure of it.

“You’re not so bad yourself” FP shrugged, that sly smirk returning to his face. Rather than focus on the clear difficulty you were having with your social standing, he decided to focus on the part he liked.

The part where you called him hot.

You were pretty sure that in the moment, you couldn’t breathe. You couldn’t decide if he had really said it, or if you’d made it up but there was no real way to misconstrue it.

FP was definitely flirting with you.

[plus-size-reader]

House Party

Young! FP Jones x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1570 words

Warnings: none 

Summary: The reader has a huge crush on FP but she doesn't think he'll like her because she isn't like the girls he usually dates

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As far as reputations went on the south-side, FP Jones was infamous. He was the youngest of his family to ever take over the serpent's gang and he didn’t go anywhere without a posse to prove it.

He was incredible, but you knew that he would never give you the time of day.

It just wasn’t how it worked.

In fact, you would be shocked if he even knew your name-even though you two had went to the same school all your lives and you lived in the same neighborhood.

You simply didn’t command attention like he did. No one paid attention when you walk past, and quite frankly, you preferred it that way.

Slipping under the radar was just how you rolled, it was much easier than having to deal with the ghoulies hanging on you, like they did with the popular girls or getting catcalled in the street.

In fact, you were hardly ever bothered when you walked the halls of Southside High school...until today.

Your step-sister, Julie had decided to throw a party and because she was much more popular than you, people actually showed up. However, when the doorbell rang for the fifteenth time tonight and you looked around to find Julz doing a keg stand-you decided to get the door.

It was probably just the rest of the football team. Apparently, they had stopped to pick up some beers and seeing as most of the south-side was here, you knew better than to leave them on the porch.

That wouldn’t go down well.

However, when you opened the door-there were no jocks to be found. Instead, one man stood in its wake, brown hair parted down the middle and a leather jacket hanging from his frame.

you were so shocked at first, blinking slowly as you tried to figure out if this was really happening or not.

It was FP in the flesh, the guy you’d been completely and totally infatuated with since middle school. You didn’t even know that Julie knew him, led alone that he would come to some party she threw.

“What are you doing here?” you asked, the words slipping from your lips before you even meant for them to.

He looked confused at your question, mostly just trying to figure out where he’d seen you before. Though, that look of confusion quickly morphed into a smirk that could have stopped your heart.

“This is where the party is right?” he checked, looking past your shoulder to the rowdy scene behind you. It was tame, compared to the things that he was used to but it could be interesting.

...If nothing else, he knew that he could find you if he got bored.

You nodded, trying to still your shaking hands as you let him in, pulling the door open all the way to make room for him before closing it. FP watched you, amusement in his gaze as he studied you.

He thought that you were in one of his classes, probably English though he didn’t attend very often.

One thing was bothering him though...he had never seen you at one of these parties before. By his standards, they were more like social gatherings but he didn’t mind.

It was better than going home to his drunk dad and a pile of dirty laundry he had to take care of-even if it wasn’t as eventful as a rager at the Wyrm.

FP just didn’t get it.

You’d never been at any of the other high school parties and now you were getting the door? It didn’t add up. However, when he took another look at you, he realized you weren’t attending this party at all.

Dressing your frame was a t-shirt, which hung low on your shoulders and fell just above your hip line and a pair of shorts. It wasn’t exactly typical of what girls wore to these things but there was something endearing about it.

You weren’t like any of the other girls here, and he thought it was cute, in a quirky sort of way.

“The drinks should be in the kitchen, I’m sure you’ll be able to find Julie” you gestured, instantly regretting coming down to get a glass of water and a snack.

You should have just stayed in your room where you belonged, because FP had just seen you in your pajamas, and probably thought that you were a total loser...not that that was a secret to begin with.

“You know Julie?” he wondered, not putting the pieces together. Julie was at least three years older than you two were, and he wasn’t sure how you knew her.

She didn’t usually make friends with underclassmen unless they could do something for her.

There it was.

That was the line that you dreaded in every conversation.

Your mom marrying Julie’s dad had been the worst thing to ever happen to you because every guy that talked to you now wanted to get to her. You should have known that FP would be no different.

Still, it sucked to hear it out loud.

“She’s my step-sister” you grumbled, hating the words as they bled into the air, seeming to stain the environment all around you.

FP could hardly believe it, he didn’t even know Julie had a sister...led alone the fact that you were that sister. If he had known, maybe he would have crashed one of her parties before tonight.

“Cool, are you gonna hang around? I don’t really care for anyone around here” he asked, making your stomach flip. If you hadn’t known any better, you would have thought that FP was flirting with you.

...but that wasn’t possible.

Guys like FP didn’t go for girls like you, it just didn’t happen. Guys like FP dated girls like Julie with size 2 waists and a collection of pumps. You couldn’t even remember the last time you wore something other than jeans and sneakers.

Usually, you didn’t have a problem with it but every once and awhile, moments like this came along and reminded you all about everything that was wrong with you.

...Everything you desperately wanted to change.

“I was actually gonna go watch a movie upstairs, I’m not much of a party goer” you shrugged, assuming that you’d just blew it, not that you really cared. As far as you were concerned, FP would be all over one of the seniors before midnight.

He didn’t actually want to spend any time with you. Who would with all the other exciting things he could be doing?

You could have sworn that you saw his face fall a little before he finally nodded.

“Well maybe I’ll come visit you if this gets too painful” he winked, leaving you to it. You let out a deep breath as he walked away toward the living room, your skin felt like it was on fire.

You couldn’t handle this.

Before you could have an actual stroke, you headed back upstairs, hoping to leave all memory of this whole thing behind you in favor of watching MTV until you went to bed.

Julie had a habit of not clearing out until the very last minute and it was likely that the party would go all night long. If you were lucky though, you wouldn’t have to go back downstairs until morning.

...Or at least that was what you were hoping.

Of course, nothing every worked out like that in real life so half way through watching a taping of the exorcist, there was a knock at your bedroom door.

At first, you assumed that it was just Julie, telling you she was going to leave with some guy she just met but if that was the case-she would have just yelled through the door.

This had to be someone else.

You groaned, rolling out of bed and pausing the tape, before making your way over to the door. You weren’t used to being interrupted when you were trying to chill but for all you knew, it could have been an accident.

There were a few different rooms on this floor and they could have just made a wrong turn at the stairs. You wouldn’t know unless you checked.

However, when you opened the door, it wasn’t  an accident at all. Standing there in the hallway, holding a couple sodas between his right arm and his chest, was FP.

You had no idea what he was doing here, but you couldn’t help the butterflies in your stomach at the sight of him. Even if he got lost and was looking for another room, it was nice to see him again.

As nervous as he made you.

“Hey, the bathroom is down the hall” you gestured, pointing in that way as if that was what he was here for. You had no idea what he was here for but you knew that it wasn’t looking for you.

There was no way he would come all the way up here to find you.

“I actually came to see you” he grinned, holding out a can of pop for you with that same charming smile on his face. You were shocked, mostly, when the words left his mouth but you knew better than to argue.

It may not have made sense to you, but for whatever reason, Fp Jones was standing at your bedroom door and you weren’t going to close it in his face.

[plus-size-reader]

The Queen

FP Jones x Plus size!reader Jughead Jones x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1138 words

Warnings: none

Summary: Basically just Juggie bonding with FP’s girlfriend, the former Serpent Queen. 

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Betty may be the Serpent Queen now but she was nowhere near the first. You were the Serpent Queen she replaced and you couldn't have been happier in it.

Jughead wasn't your son, by blood, but he was the child you raised. He was the child you picked, and the little boy who you had cared for since he was eight when he came to live with you and his dad.

If anyone was going to replace you and FP as the leaders of the Serpent gang, you were ecstatic that Jug had picked Betty. She wasn't a born serpent like you had been, and she had outside experience.

That being said, Jughead was currently in shambles. Archie was in juvenile hall on murder charges, there was a war on the brink with the Ghoulies, and Betty was their number one target.

He had only been the "King" for a few months and he already felt like he was in over his head.

So he came to you, because his dad was too close to it and didn't really offer any non-volatile options. Right now, all Jughead needed was someone to talk to more than anything else.

"Hey 'ma, I need some advice" he started, calling you by the nickname he'd grown into. His entrance into the trailer was sudden causing you to jump just a little at the slamming of the metal door.

After the initial shock however, you calmed down with little concern for anything other than your boy.

"Anything Juggie, come" you hummed, patting the spot on the futon you weren't sitting on. You were still wearing pajamas but Jughead didn't mind. You had the day off for once, so he couldn't blame you for hanging out.

In fact, if he had any other option, he wouldn't have bothered you. However, the list of people that Jug trusted was slowly dwindling down.

He plopped down beside you aggressively, shifting the cushion a little bit without any concern. It was nice to get to relax with you some, even if it was under such tense circumstances.

It seemed like you two rarely spent time together when there wasn't an existential crisis but even then, it was family time and you'd take it. "So what's eating you bud?" you wondered, settling your feet over his lap.

There was clearly something intense on his mind, and you would do anything you could, legal or not, to help him out.

"There is just a lot going on right now in the gang and I'm worried about Betty" he started. There was something about it that was all too familiar. Suddenly you knew exactly why Jughead needed to talk to you about this particular issue, it wasn't something his dad had ever experienced.

"You want me to tell you what it was like, when I became the Queen? Anything that will make it easier on Betty" You asked, expecting that. You didn't have a problem telling him the story but it might not really help.

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"I'm going crazy FP, I can't do this" you sighed, tossing your head back against the couch. The Whyte Wyrm was brand new and had a lot to offer the Serpents as a hangout but nothing would ease the stress you were now under.

FP's dad, Forsythe Pendleton Jones the first had left FP his empire and with that, had made you 'the Queen of the south side' . "Come on baby, it's not that bad" he tried, but he sounded like he was trying to convince himself more than you.

There was a lot that was expected of you in your new position and you didn't know how to handle it all at once. "I can't be a queen to these people, it's not possible" you scoffed, rooting your fingers in the base of your hair.

"Take a deep breath princess, the two of us are doing this together" FP grinned, taking your hands in his own as quickly as he could, tightening his touch on you.

Without even meaning to, you found yourself taking a deep breath. "Together, right" you whispered, more under your breath than anything else.

And he'd been right, in that moment. Slowly but surely, your kingdom started taking shape. The process wasn't perfect but without him, you couldn't have done it.

As time went on, the job took something out of both of you. You and FP disagreed more and more. As some point during that time, you both decided to take a break, a break that lasted longer than you had intended.  

Through it all though, even though he had a couple kids along the way, somehow you two still found each other after all that.

If Jughead wanted to know how to keep Betty safe, through all of this, he was going to have to bring her even deeper into it. That was the only way that the kingdom wouldn't fall.

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"All of that? Really?" Jughead was gawking, his jaw slack. The entire story itself took hours, but through every second Jug couldn't look away.

His dad rarely shared anything about his past with Jughead so it was nice to know that he could at least come to you for the answers he needed. 

You didn’t have the straight out advice Jughead had been initially searching for but instead, you had shared something even more valuable with him that was going to be even more helpful. 

Betty definitely had what it took to be the next serpent queen. You had never once doubted that and you were so happy that your boy had picked such a capable, and strong woman to lead by his side. 

He was going to need her strength more than he knew now, whether he realized it or not. 

“Ma?” he hummed slowly, shifting his weight on the couch a little bit to be that much closer to you. 

There was something in the tone of his voice that couldn’t help but snag your attention. It was much more raw and emotional than the previous. “Yes Juggie?” 

“Thank you for everything, I don’t know where I’d be without you” he allowed, leaning over to give you a hug before standing and gathering his things. He was probably on his way to go find his girl, not that you could blame him. 

Even with such a quick departure, you couldn’t help but get just as emotional over his words. You loved Jughead like your own, and always had but there was something in hearing that he acknowledged that. 

It made you want to cry, and you never did that. FP was gonna hear all about this later, that was for sure. 

[plus-size-reader]

Gang World

Forsythe Pendleton Jones ii x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 1607 words

Warnings: none 

Summary: Reader goes to school with young FP Jones. He wants to protect her from the Ghoulies, but the only way he can do it is by claiming her for his own. 

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He was charismatic, and intimidating, like a whirlwind that could decimate anything in its path. That being said, you were hooked, almost immediately.

His name was Forsythe Pendleton Jones the second, and he was perfect-or he would have been if he hadn't been from the wrong side of the tracks, whatever that meant.

You came from a world of hypocrites who thought that because they'd had money and lost it, they were better than those who had none in the first place...hypocrites you called 'mom' and 'dad'.

When you'd gotten the news from your father that you would be packing up and moving to the other side of town due to the crash of your father's law-firm, you had nothing.

The best thing about the whole situation turned out to be the new school you got to attend. In reality, the school was fine and didn't have all that many redeeming qualities, except for the students who were already enrolled.

Namely one student in particular, FP. There was just something about him that drew you in, probably that he was strikingly handsome with a bad-boy reputation to boot.

So it didn't surprise you that he was a bit of a lady killer as far as the south side was concerned. But out of all the people who would happily shack up with FP, he had decided that he wanted you.

Which didn't make any sense to you.

There were a ton of amazing, beautiful women at this new school but what you didn't realize was that  you were new and different, whereas he'd known the rest of these girls since middle school. You were interesting, spunky and full of life, in a way that he'd never experienced.

Luckily, he never told you that because you probably wouldn't have liked being compared to the newest toy on the playground.

FP sat beside you in biology, and the whole time he felt like his stomach was doing back flips. You seemed to have taken well to the gang culture on the south side, but he needed to make sure that you didn't join up on the wrong side because if the ghoulies took you, he was never going to have a chance.

You jumped up at the sound of FP clearing his throat loudly beside you, accidentally scaring the hell out of you. It took you a few seconds for you to recover before you realized he was looking at you.

...but that couldn't be right. You'd hardly spoken to anyone since you'd got here so you doubted that he even knew your name. Until of course, he said it.

"Hey Y/N, I've been meaning to talk to you about something...meet me at my table during lunch" his voice was relaxed and calm as if you were asking him for his autograph or something and then as soon as he'd finished speaking, it was as if you were perfect strangers again.

One thing you could say for the south side without a shadow of a doubt, was that they had some very strange social customs.

With all things considered though, you tracked down FP's lunch table with minimal trouble, looking for the group of leather wrapped delinquents above all. You could feel all their eyes on you as you neared the group, curiosity shining in their eyes as you approached their domain.

You only stopped when you couldn't continue any further toward them. There was a brief moment when you had search the crowd of faces for FP but you found him in the center of the pack finally-who could have guessed?

"Excuse me" you spoke, only serving to further your point yourself out to the now silent gymnasium. You could have heard a pin drop if you wanted to, but you weren't bothered by it.

You'd grown up in hoity-toity neighborhood where if you carried the wrong handbag into the next season, you were socially ostracized. This environment may not have been the same as what you were used to but that didn't mean you had to be afraid of a few teenagers with switchblades.

"Glad you found us" he smiled, clearly teasing you because he knew that his gang was the most prominent clique at south side high school. You smiled back but in truth, you didn't want to have a whole conversation with FP in front of his whole gang...but it couldn't be helped.

"It would have been hard not to" you allowed, letting a slight smile fall on your lips lazily. It was possibly you were so confident because FP had invited you to spend lunch with him, whatever it was, you wear soaking it up.

Without missing a beat, FP stood up, ushering his friends to the side to make room for you to pass by them to his side. All the actions taken within the gang were unspoken like a well oiled machine. You wondered for only a moment if he was going to ask you for a split second to join him but you weren't willing to wait for his invitation.

All the boys moved away from you as you sat down beside him. "Is there a reason you wanted to see me?" you asked, crossing your leg at the ankle without thinking about it. That movement was something that amused FP and the serpents, just because you were different than what they'd ever seen.

You knew they were staring but you didn't care, you didn't need to gain their approval for anything. FP could tell and while it amused him, he stopped them with a snap of his fingers.

With that single action, every serpent in the area cleared out, moving over to the table near where you were sat. Finally, you and FP were alone and he could tell you what this whole thing was about.

"Sorry about them, they can be a little overbearing sometimes" he shrugged, FP wasn't actually a fan of the whole gang mentality if he was being honest but his old man's right hook could be very convincing.

You didn't mind them, it would just take some getting used to. Gangs weren't something you'd really been exposed to in your life, so you'd need a bit of a grace period. "It's no big deal, they seem to really like you though" your voice was sweet with a bit of humor thrown in just to let him know that there was nothing nefarious going on in your head.

It couldn't possibly be easy for him to deal with all the stress of leading a group like the serpents. "Yeah, that's actually kinda what I wanted to talk to you about, there's nothing going around here- the ghoulies-"

You'd heard about them. Their gang wasn't nearly as old as the serpents were but they were the main proprietors of a drug called Jingle Jangle. They also had a lot shadier of a post as far as you could tell.

You nodded, telling the sandy haired boy that you understood so that he could continue his point.

"Well, if they get wind of you around here, unprotected, you could be in a lot of danger" for a moment you wondered if he was just kidding around, trying to prank the new girl but there was something on his face that told you that wasn't the case. What would the ghoulies want with you anyway?

The whole thing was way over your head but it didn't matter. FP seemed to have a plan...there was just something in his eyes. "So how do we keep that from happening?" you wondered, feeling much more out of your element than before.

Luckily, FP was an expert on these kinds of things and had thought through a plan to keep you safe and protected.

"Well, if you pledge loyalty to the serpents, then we can keep you safe" he allowed, somehow more shocking than the early statements. You hadn't thought about joining the serpents before this, and you weren't sure if it was something you could even do at all.

Why would FP want you to join the gang in the first place? You weren't anything like the rest of the girls that hung around them on the daily basis, and you didn't know if their ridicule would be worth the protection.

...but getting beat up and harassed on the daily didn't sound ideal either. "you want me to become a serpent?" you asked, it clearly wasn't an option but if FP was going to suggest something like that, you would like an explanation.

That wasn't exactly what the man'd had in mind, if he was telling the truth. Eventually, you could go through initiation and become one of them but at the start, you'd have to fall under another umbrella.

"Not exactly, if you stayed with me though, the ghouls would know better than to even look in your direction" he explained, doing his best to talk to you in a way that wasn't creepy. Gang world was a different thing than you'd ever been exposed to, and it would all seem a little strange until you got used to it.

You hated that it made sense. If you were protected by the serpents in any capacity and the ghoulies made a pass at you, they'd risk starting an all out gang war. It made sense, and right now, it was your only chance. "Okay Jones, I guess we'll give it a try" you agreed, letting his drape his serpent jacket across your back in one solid movement.

You belonged to the serpents now, as far as the rest of the world was concerned.

[multi-fandom-fanfiction]

What is in my drafts at the moment

Romeo and Juliet-

A World War 2 au Robb Stark x reader request. (Game of thrones)

Age doesn't define us-

A brie Bella x younger reader request. (Wwe)

A necessity-

A petyr baelish x true born daughter of Robert baratheon and Cersei lannister queen reader semi request (Game of thrones)

Two broken souls-

A jughead jones x plus size reader fic (riverdale)

I never stopped loving you-

A Billy Hargrove x reader fic (stranger things)

Serpents stick together

A fp jones x young single mom fic (riverdale)

Love again

A Jim hopper x reader fic (stranger things)

My king-

A Joffrey Baratheon x twin sister reader fic (Game of thrones)

Twisted Desires-

A Dean Winchester x younger sister reader x Sam Winchester fic (supernatural)

Going against the gods

A Ivar the boneless x younger sister reader fic (vikings)