#hoboandcrew

[southsideborn]

❝hey do you think you could stick around for a while after closing? I'd need some help with a delivery, doing it myself is going to take me literally half the night.❞ she had intended to ask Toni or Fangs but both had left before she had a chance, leaving Sweets as her only option. ❝it shouldn't take more than like two hours tops if we're two.❞

@hoboandcrew clicked the lil' ♡ (for Sweets)

[townmartyr]

@hoboandcrew asked: no one’s gonna die ! okay? we’re gonna fix this . (from Jughead!)

The redhead's knee anxiously bounces a little under the table, his hands intertwined and held against his chin as he nods in agreement with his best friend. Fix it. That's all they've been trying to do for years, fix up their little town from the various THREATS that plagued it, because apparently, no one else seemed to care as much as they did. There was an EXHAUSTION in all of their eyes that had gradually managed to snuff out the innocence of the last remaining years of teenage youth they had.

" God...remember what it was like before all this stuff started happening, Jug? " His hands fall back against the table and he reaches for a ketchup-dipped fry on his plate, barely feeling the urge to eat, but knowing if he didn't he'd feel worse when he went home. Things hadn't been completely without STRIFE, like the fact his mom and dad had separated and she had decided to move to Chicago, giving him the difficult decision of choosing between them. Of course, staying in Riverdale where his friends were had won out in the end. " I'd give my left arm to just relax and go on that camping trip right about now. "

[toksikk]

@hoboandcrew continued from here!

FP rolled his dark brown eyes as he brought the beer up to his lips and took a long drink. "Funny Sweets." He said flatly. "But you should know of course i want a better future for all you kids." He pointed out with ease. This wasnt the life he wanted for anyone, not even himself which was why he was a frequent at drowning his sorrows in the bottle. "Im not even that old." He was but he was in denial about it.

[pinkxperfectionisms]

@hoboandcrew asked; [Holds the other’s hand when they think the other won’t notice] (from jughead ♡)

Betty could virtually taste the dread that blanked the frigid night air. Screams danced through the massive pines like a haunting symphony in the distance. Pandemonium had broken out all around them, feet tromping into the twilight of the forest, leaving the pair of them encapsulated in shadow. Plumes of chilly gusts flutter past rosy petals, a gentle tremble taking over her frame; though she wasn't certain if it was from the unforgiving cold or the whisper of fear that snaked the length of her spine.

A loud snapping of twigs propels her to whip her head to the side, her body creeping closer to the male. "Did you hear that?"

It's at that moment in which she feels a soothing warmth working its way up her arm. Glistening orbs flicker downwards, her breath catching in the base of her throat. Fingers entangled securely; the source of calming comfort. The sensation leaves the pit of her stomach buzzing. When had this happened? How…? Questions she didn't need the answer to.

Hues lift to find his, peering through darkness into azure pools. "W-What are we going to do, Jug?" Her grasp tightened, a silent plea for him to remain attached to her.

[jughead--jones]

@hoboandcrew :: src.

     A scoff left the boy and he shrugged casually, glancing down at his bag briefly. “Yeah, I’ll take the cot.” He spoke simply - and opted to retreat back to the couch where he flopped down and made himself comfortable. Long legs stretched out in front of him, Sweet Pea leaned on the armrest, dark hues trained on Jughead.

     He debated his next words carefully. It wasn’t his place to comment on any strain between the two. All Sweet Pea knew was that he was given a task, an important one. Jaw clenching, he sucked in a sharp breath through his nose. “What, you wanna go through this alone?” It was a non-answer, sure, but at the same time he was sure the other got his drift that this was in reference to their shared common denominator: being a werewolf.

It wasn't exactly statement he could argue with. He's been raw-dogging this 'condition' for months, and without any guidance or advice. Hell, he was running out into the local forest to avoid populated areas and ending up walking home with shredded clothes and bloodstains. Not exactly a good look.

With a tense clearing of his throat, he rubbed the back of his neck. "... Fine, okay. you got me there." He flopped down into the seat next to Sweet Pea, bracing his arms against his knees in a slumped sit. "I don't know where to start. One minute, I'm walking home from a burger joint, the next, I'm waking up next to dead elk and rabbits. I don't want to hurt anyone, but I feel like I'm a walking loaded gun."

[zigg--muses]

// follow up to the ask test: SUCCESS

// I can receive asks! Just can't send them unless it's on anon, and I can't send messages from my main blog, so I'll have to use side blogs for communication that way.

// Things are weird and patchy but they work, and that's what counts! Thank you @alicesought , @imperatore-falcone and @hoboandcrew for helping me out with testing!

[rohnniesarchived]

𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙛𝙩 𝙧𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙘𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪?

𝐁𝐄𝐂𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔

passionate; you are the heated moment of an argument. when the person you care for has done something outrageously stupid or dangerous. all of your pent up emotions that you've kept inside of you come bursting out: "beCAUSE I LOVE YOU!" how could they be so dense. how could YOU be so dense. you've loved each other this whole time. your love tends to be strong, and loud. sometimes it might be hard for you to express your feelings but you let people know that they are cared for. you're also hot. good for you.

tagged by: @behttys and @dethtale <3 tagging: @withliight, @yellow6arrettes / @juhggies, @hoboandcrew ( sweat pea ), @anticheryls and you!

[southsideborn]

❝you have some fucking nerve showing your face here.❞ her voice turns cold the moment her dark eyes falls on her brother, she hadn't heard from him since he left and when he had released his book...well, she had blocked his number after making it very clear she wanted nothing to do with him. ❝you should have that tattoo removed, you're not a serpent anymore.❞

@hoboandcrew clicked the lil' ♡ (for Jug)

[southsideborn]

[text: Ricky 💕] did you know you can make noodles in a coffee maker?

[text: Ricky 💕] i tried and it's the best thing ever

@hoboandcrew

[southsideborn]

❝if they keep annoying me I'm going to rip their throat out with my teeth.❞

@hoboandcrew gets an annoyed werewolf jb

[southsideborn]

❝well, it's only us left...who wants to play spin the bottle?❞ dark eyes looked between Sweets and Fangs, a grin on her lips. the Wyrm was cleared out for closing, and they were the only ones left and she quite honestly didn't want to go home just yet. ❝come on, it'll be fun.❞

@hoboandcrew gets a thing for the poly

[southsideborn]

❝i need your help with something.❞ she didn't want her brother to leave, and she knew the best way to keep him around was a mystery. ❝it's maybe a little fucked up, but i think it'll be fun.❞

@hoboandcrew gets a thing for Ricky

[southsideborn]

she usually didn't bring Jamie with her to the Wyrm, she didn't think a bar was really a good environment for a kid (not like she spent a lot of time at the Wyrm with her dad when she was her daughter's age) but she couldn't get a hold of anyone to watch her as she got the bar ready for the night. she'd sent Sweets a text before leaving the trailer, however she hadn't checked her phone since.

she put Jamie by a table with a coloring book to keep her occupied while she set everything up for the night.

@hoboandcrew gets a thing for Sweets

[toksikk]

“ hey, i know it’s really late, but… i didn’t know who else to call. “ (for sweets from jug)

It wasnt like Sweets was sleeping anyways. He was smoking and watching some stupid reality tv show but he wasnt expecting a call this late. He picked it up and ran a hand through his dark hair. "Whats going on? Is it your dad?"

[toksikk]

"Please don't do jokes. You're really bad at it." (for FP from Jug 😌)

FP scoffed at his son, bringing the coffee away from his lips. "Guess I forget you're at the age that everything your old man does is embarrassing."