#i bet betty would become a princess

[fiveminuterice]

someone needs to draw reincarnated betty and simon. if bonnie and marceline find each other in every multiverse betty gets her lame girlfriend in another life.

[rainbow-beanie]

Prediction for what’s gonna happen during episode 9:

Simon finally is reunited with Betty, in the form of globbetty, who is still conscious within glob.

She can’t possibly be separated from glob, cause she’s afraid that if/when she is, glob in just gonna try to end the world again. And she wouldn’t want to be responsible for the end of the world a second time.

Betty, possibly through telepathy, basically tells Simon that he shouldn’t worry about her, cause she’s alive and unharmed, and that he should focus on finding happiness himself, even if she’s not around. And possibly reminds him of all the people that care about him, like marcaline, Finn, princess bubblegum (possibly) and many others, he just needs to get himself out there and meet them. Not as ice king, but as Simon. The same Simon she had fallen in love with all that time ago. And that no matter where he is, she will always be with him.

Does that not feel like a tearjerker? I’m betting that the main reason the next episode is gonna be really emotional is cause Simon will finally have to come to terms with the fact that he cannot save Betty, at least for now. This is something prismo had told him, which is why he was mad at him. Cause to him it felt like the wish caster was another obstacle preventing him from saving her, even if we know that’s not the case. But it’s another thing entirely to hear the same thing come from the person he’s trying to save in the first place.

To make a long story short, I want the same thing I’ve wanted since the beginning of all this: for Simon to survive all this, make his way back to his version of ooo, and possibly find peace with the fact that he can’t save his princess like he had hoped. But instead of only feeling down about this, he reminds himself of what Betty had told him, about how there are so many people that still care about him and want him around, even if he’s not magical like everyone else.

Speaking of which, I’d love it if there was a plot twist that he still had control of ice and snow, even without wearing the crown, since he’s been ice king for so long, his body has already adapted to the feeling of the ice powers running through his veins. Now I can imagine you’d be wondering to yourself, “but beanie, if Simon still had control of the ice powers, then why have we not seen any hints of that yet?”

Well, I think we may have gotten a hint waaaaay back in episode 4, when prismo was scanning Simon’s brain, he gets a error message and then says this:

“Nope. Still locked.” Still locked? Now when I had first heard this, I thought he was talking about ice kings mind that he had been locked out of. But that wouldn’t make sense, since ice king no longer exists, so wouldn’t the error message instead say ERROR, DATA NOT FOUND. cause without ice kings mind, there would be no magic to keep the link open. But that still doesn’t answer the question as to what is locked. Well I’m thinking that something else might be locked, or in this case blocked, like something was jamming the signal.

His ice powers are blocked.

Why would it be blocked, you ask? Well we all know that Simon’s slow descent into madness prior to becoming ice king was extremely traumatic for him, to the point that he physically flinches at the sight of ice, and isn’t at all comfortable with wearing the blue gown/robe that had originally belonged to Ice king. Simon didn’t want anything to do with ice king, and that included anything related to ice and snow, even if it’s in the form of small ice cubes in a glass. Hs ice magic had been blocked off by Simon himself, albeit unconsciously, it’s like how sometimes someone will block out a memory related to a traumatic experience in order to heal, the same thing would apply to the ice powers. And Simons powers being blocked off is one of the main catalysts for Fionna and cake’s dimension being changed.

Thanks for coming to my tedtalk.

[paragonrobits]

Sorry if you’ve already made a post about this, but what do you think Marceline and Betty’s relationship would have been like (if they actually interacted much) We know that she’s able to envision her as a mother figure (the first coma dream in stakes) but do you think that would change if she and Magic Woman ever actually met?

I think it's possible, sure, but I also think it's liable to fall into one of the big things surrounding Betty with Simon in particular; wanting something that can never really happen is a tremendously appealing idea for people like Simon and Marceline?

Broadly I think there's a few different ways it could happen: 1. Betty winds up being more scared of Marceline than expected, forcing Simon to choose between the two (and arguably, he's spent more time and grown closely to Marceline and for drama I would have him side with Marceline in the end). 2. Betty winds up being a mother figure for her but probably more strict than Simon and potentially even dangerous in her own way as Magic Woman. 3. We get a similar situation to Ice King where she does grow to love Marcy but her inherent instability and swelling madness makes her actively dangerous to her. 4. like 3 except it winds up okay somehow, with Marceline, Ice King and Magic Woman managing to somehow salve each other's respective problems into something that's kooky but surprisingly functional.

Some more indepth thoughts:

So I consider there's a few likely things to happen in the circumstance that Betty is actually around Marceline and Simon for this. The first one is that Betty actually does become a mother figure to her; personally I find this pretty interesting given that Elise (Marceline's mom) was very close to Marceline and she misses her badly, but as that dream shows, she longs for a bigger family and certainly loves the idea of Betty in that part of her life. Notably, Simon is a little older there than he was biologically at that time; he's got crows feet, so its not implausible that this is Marceline imagining if they had raised her all her life.

However there's a recurring motif going on with Betty that is most obvious with Simon, but keeps coming up with people who know ABOUT her but haven't actually met her; that they project a lot of feelings towards her as the ideal loved one in a lot of ways. They're not wrong exactly, but come from a LOT of emotional distance and I think they ultimately are projecting a lot on someone they haven't actually met, or have known for a long time.

There is a term for this: loving a shadow. Basically its wishful projection. Character A projects onto the idea of loving Character B, fixating on the life they would have together, or grows attached to their assumptions of what it would be like to be with them in some form or another. Simon's relationship with Betty has EXTREMELY STRONG tinges of this to start; among other things, I think his character arc in Fionna And Cake has a lot of this going on; he fixates on the life they could have had together that he cannot bring himself to let go of it. And I think its quite likely to happen with Marceline imagining her as a mother figure.

Simon in particular suffers from this the most. He fixates heavily on Betty as his One True Happily Ever After; he longs for the life he imagines he would have had with her, he fixates on her to the point that even as Ice King he's attaching his buried attachment to her towards anyone that fits the princess description and implicitly Bubblegum, who has a LOT in common with Betty. Gunther in the crown even remarks about how Betty isn't much like he imagined her, so I think anyone who mostly knows about her from Simon are going to have a somewhat warped view of an ordinary woman who was somewhat impulsive and intellectually motivated, but wasn't the perfect ideal Simon thinks of her as. And this certainly would include Marceline!

After many years of separation and loneliness, Simon seems to, around the time he met Marceline, build up Betty into this ideal icon of the life he wanted and that was taken away from him. It's likely not one that has a lot of ties to reality; she could argue, or have normal disagreements, and certainly she might even have been scared of Marceline.

So here's the first possibility; they meet and Betty falls short of Marceline's likely very high expectations; she's a regular person, in the end, and can't possibly live up what Simon has come to think of her. Regular Betty would likely be scared of Marceline even as a child, as most people were until Ooo became increasingly more strange overall. If Betty was somehow around when Simon met Marceline, I think its likely she would be scared of her; whether this would be enough for her to leave Simon or being a bit slower to come around to Marcy are equally possibilities. If this is Magic Woman later on, bear in mind that Marceline is probably existentially terrifying; she's not just a vampirized demon, she also can eat your soul. It doesn't come up much because Marcy is the biggest sweetheart in the show despite her tough attitude, but Betty doesn't know that.

But what if Betty was able to move past that and see Marcy for the genuinely good and lonely person she is? This brings us to 2. Betty as one of Marceline's parents, and most likely the more strict one, though I would note that based on what we see of their domestic life, Betty is still pretty much a goofball; strict would be a relative measure.

As Magic Woman, this would become more pronounced, especially if she gets more unstable; she would likely be even more dangerous than Ice King, who is stil lfundamentally Simon and not that dangerous. He always holds himself back; Betty does not.

3 gives us a scenario where Magic Woman is trying to be a good influence in her life but immense magical power and the madness that comes with it are going to create problems; I can easily see Magic Woman being even more of a threat to Marceline, as noted above. This would also be most likely if it happened in the present day or if Betty gained magical powers while Marceline was a kid. For added drama, she could even start randomly lashing out of her in misplaced jealousy of Simon focusing on her.

4 is probably the best possible outcome where we have Magic Woman, Ice King/Simon and Marceline in a weird family relationship; the first two in full magically driven madness while still being good parents, in their own way, to Marceline. This honestly has a lot of potential and is even a big aspect of a few AUs I've been thinking about, though it is less inherently dramatic unless you assume there is a tipping point where someone does something to drive the others off, perhaps, but its equally valid to assume it just winds up stabilizing into a weird family.

[amarguerite]

Once Upon a One More Time

I saw the new Brittney Spears jukebox musical. It was a fever dream. I cannot describe it any better. I will say that I am not convinced that jukebox musicals are good. They are entertaining, but I’ve never seen one where I’ve thought, “wow this had something interesting and original to say!”

This one was... original, I will give you that, but it had the extremely confused messaging of a freshman in Feminist History 101 trying at the last minute to put together a presentation on The Feminine Mystique while still drunk and/or high from the Britney Spears-themed party in the living room her roommates were still at. Our frazzled Freshman pulled up a bunch of Disney movies to drown out the party, and instead of writing her paper, hallucinated this. 

What I think actually happened is that the musical writers were given Britney Spears’s back catalogue, told that she likes fairy tales, and then tried to rewrite Into the Woods using only Britney Spears bangers, and Cliff Notes version of The Feminine Mystique. 

The plot, such as it is, is that all the popular fairy tale characters live in a pocket dimension together, ruled over by the autocratic narrator, who insists that they endlessly perform their stories, while gaslighing them that they had ever been different or could be different (Cinderella’s Stepmother-- whose performance was just SNL’s Kate McKinnon pretending to be in an old movie-- at once point says, “Don’t you remember how dark this used to be? I used to cut off your sister’s toes!” and Cinderella going, “Oh wow, I totally forgot about that!”). Cinderella is our man character. She wants More, in the traditional Disney princess sense of “vague dissatisfaction with my life” and her fairy godmother (the notorious OFG, who was giving real pop culture Ruth Bader Ginsberg vibes) gives her a copy of The Feminine Mystique, which then inspires all the princesses to take a good look at their lives, realize that the prince they always marry in the end is the same prince, throw him down a wishing well, and go on strike. The narrator then banishes all the princesses to some weird glass holding cell “at story’s end,” which Cinderella then has to break by throwing her shoe at it. The princesses then all storm the castle and tie up the narrator, who magically has his mind changed and lets them write their own stories. Cinderella then thanks the fairy godmother, OFG, for the book and asks how OFG knew it would help. Turns out OFG was not merely an escaped princess, but Betty Friedan! THE END. 

This bonkers plot gives the implication that 

a) Betty Friedan was a fairy tale princess who somehow gained magical powers and I guess just decided to matriculate at Smith College in defiance of her lack of education in fairy tale land

b) Betty Friedan is still alive (she died in 2006!)

c) Betty Friedan is now a fairy godmother in possession of magical powers

I would DEARLY love to know what her estate thinks of this. 

THE GOOD:

-Act I is a real fun romp

-There’s a subplot about one of Prince Charming’s dance entourage, Prince Erudite the Chaste, falling in love with Clumsy the Dwarf and they walk out of Act II with a little girl (the Reader) whom they have presumably adopted. There were like, mostly women in their 30s and gay couples with children at the performance I was at, so I thought, “oh how cute, I bet those dads are sobbing right now.” -The Prince was played by Justin what’s-his-name from season 1 of American Idol and he was really magnificent. Great dancer, great singer, very convincingly played the prince as an idiot fuckboi 

-Some real fun uses of the big hits.  a. “Hit Me Baby One More Time,” becomes the opening number, “Pick My Once Upon a Time,” which was... not good and the lyric changes were very stupid, but my friend and I shrieked with laughter through the whole thing. b. Cinderella’s “I Want More” song is “Lucky,” which all the princesses then join in on in the next few verses c. In the bit where the stepmother and stepsisters make Cinderella work, they sing, “Work, Bitch” at her d. Cinderella’s ball opens with everyone singing “Boys.” e. The Prince enters the ball singing “Circus.” f. When Snow White and Cinderella realize their princes are the same prince, he sings, “Oops I Did It Again,” in an attempt to get out of trouble g. Cinderella rallies the princesses after this, and they all collectively read The Feminine Mystique to “Scream and Shout.” h. Act I ends with the princesses realizing that Prince Charming is married to all of them and throwing him into the well to “Womanizer,” which is changed to “Princessizer.”  i. The Stepmother convinces the Narrator to banish all the princesses to “Story’s End,” i.e. a big glass ball that got projected on the back of the stage by singing “Toxic” at him.  j. Once the princesses are freed, they sing “Stronger” together

THE BAD:

-They front-loaded Act I with all the good songs so in Act II there was only “Stronger” and “Toxic.” There weren’t as many songs, and the other ones were like, B-list ones I didn’t recognize. 

-Act II drags. They tried to make the plot serious and it doesn’t work

-The prince gets a half-hearted redemption arc in Act II where he complains he doesn’t have a choice either, he’s just written this way, and he just wants to be with Cinderella. Super unconvincing. Would have preferred him to remain in the wishing well for all of Act II or to just be dead. 

-They should have killed the narrator like in Into the Woods. Instead he gets tied up, gets convinced of their arguments, and hands over the magical quill that controls their stories so that the princesses write their own stories

The whole thing has an issue I see in a lot of contemporary stuff these days where a piece of art/ a movie/ a musical/ whatever, will have a central idea of, “This Thing Is Bad, and We All Agree It Is Bad,” which is this case is misogyny. Sure that’s bad! What do we do to defeat misogynistic narratives and find personal fulfillment? Write our own stories. That’s... you know, fine, but it feels very like, “Twitter hot take” and there’s a lack of nuance in that answer (one that denies the very real difficulties of even telling one’s story at times, i.e. the professional publishing world, the barriers to entry there, attacks from others, disinformation, capitalism, etc) and weasles out of assigning blame to anyone or having anyone experience negative consequences for abuse of power, and lacks even the nuance of The Feminine Mystique, a very dated book. It fits because Friedan was living the life she was told every woman wanted and isn’t happy, but we’re like... maybe 2 waves of feminism past that. Also her critique of capitalism is ~mysteriously~ absent in the musical. 

So, in short: Act I is a really fun hot mess. Act II is really boring. Betty Friedan is apparently magical.

[gangrenados]

Color markers

Have you ever made a really self indulgent fic that it's almost embarrassing? Well here's mine, I just like to draw silly things in my skin idk it's artsy 🤷🏽‍♀️

Also I made the reader speak Spanish, why? Idk I just feel like it. Latina power papa, pura raza es lo que tu ves aqui

Fem!latina reader x Jason

PSA: Hispanic doesn't necessary mean latino, don't be a fool💖

Translation!

Ay mi amor = Oh my love

¿Seguro estas bien?= Are you sure you're okay?

Te quiero demasiado, es más, yo te amo mucho Jason Peter Todd. Yo no sé como, ¡pero dios mio lo que siento por ti es uf muchísimo! Mano yo no sé como explicartelo..." = I love you too much, in fact, I love you so much Jason Peter Todd. I don't know how, but my God what I feel for you is a lot! Dude I don't know how to explain it to you ... "

Te quiero doesn't have an English translation so yeah, weird.

Jason's head bounced lightly against the wooden headboard, making him grimace at the suddenly movement. The lack sleep was really getting into him or maybe it was the tranquility of the day of, he wasn't quite sure.

He shifted lightly, the pressure of your body making him take a sharp breath through his teeth." Jay, I'm sorry! Do you want something for the pain?" Your voice made him feel better somehow. God, he was so embarrassingly whipped.

"I'm fine, babe" he groaned as he fully sat up. Jason noticed the color marks resting all across the empty space your legs created by being apart. He frowned, realizing the colorful collage that adorned his right arms.

It didn't take much for you to notice his confusion, "You told me it was okay," you tilt your head to side as you grabbed his arms gently. Your eyes quickly narrowed over those colorful lines that rounded across his pale skin and mushed over the curvy areas.

" I don't know about you, but maybe I should become a tattoo artist one day."

Your heartbeat raced at the feeling of Jason's chuckles." Yeah, sure. I bet you would make a great job, princess" He joked, taking a more clear look over those doddles that went from little weird things like a cheese with a cowboy hat and Betty Bop cherries to more serious ones like eyes who dared to look somewhat realistic- as much as the skin allowed- and faces.

However, the one draw that caught all of his attention was a smiley face set a little bit lower on his wrist. The doddle was blushing with a shy smile plastered on it and a lot of pink and red hearts surrounding it. Underneath it 'te amo' was wrote in bright pink letters.

Jason didn't expect you to do that, in fact it has caught him of guard. Since the beginning of your relationship he always had the bad habit to question if you really liked or if you just decided to date him out of pity.

Jason didn't took your love for granted and that's why he felt that he had to work to earn it. That was the only way he could feel like he was worth your time and attention.

It might sound silly, but little acts like this always got the best of him.

He took away his arm from you, looking closer to this little drawing made the air caught on his throat. You did love him, after all you wouldn't have put that there if it wasn't true...right?

"Oh hey!" You gasped at the sudden hug of Jason. He rested his head in the crook of your shoulder, trying his best to not break.

"Ay mi amor," you put your hands on top of his, rubbing tiny circles in his bruises knuckles with your thumbs." ¿Seguro estas bien? I can make you some tea if want, just tell me..."

Those words just made his heart ache more." Why are you so nice to me?" That question passed slipped from his mouth without passing through his mind filter. Making him bite his cheek hard at the realization of his mistake.

Jason was really careful with what he says, especially when it comes to emotional stuff like this. He didn't wanted to give power to others to break his heart.

But now he has messed up and he just can't pretend he didn't said that stupid question.

You can't deny that that simple question made a quick flash of pain cross your body. It was hard to hear him said that, even after all of your attempts to show him how much he meant to you, how much you loved him.

You didn't get mad at him though, even if it hurts you knew the reason behind this was a series of unfortunate events that have left your dear boyfriend emotionally wounded.

Carefully you turned to him, breaking out of his grip and dropping some markers in the process. Jason's beautiful blue eyes looked at you with nothing but embarrassment, he didn't wanted you to look at him like this.

"Look, you're my boyfriend and I'll care about you no matter what, okay?" You said slowly, gracing his hands with lingering touches. Jason didn't move or tried to speak, he was as stiff as a stone.

"You're someone really, really important to me and I-" the words caught in your throat and it frustrated you that your mind had become blank due to this emotional moment." Te quiero demasiado, es más, yo te amo mucho Jason Peter Todd. Yo no sé como, ¡pero Dios mío lo que siento por ti es uf muchísimo! Mano yo no sé como explicartelo..."

You took a deep breath and continued."You're someone so strong and kind, I just can't explain this better and I'm sorry, but-"

Your speech was cut of by Jason's lips meeting yours, he wanted nothing more than kiss you. He needed it like air, as cheesy as it might sound.

Both of his hands were set at the back of your neck just to deepen the kiss and make you stay in place as long as you could.

Jason's mind rushed with a million thoughts before shutting down completely. This was okay, even when he felt like his heart would explode at any moment, nothing wrong could happen when he had you between his arms.

He hold onto those hopeful words to dear life in that brief moments of eager happiness between you two. Deep down he knew the angst and insecurity would take down his sudden found of calmness, but Jason wanted to push back those negative thoughts as much as he could.

Your fingers ran through his dark locks tenderly once the kiss was over; there was a little grin adorning your beautiful lips that made Jason confidence bust.

"I don't deserve a girlfriend like you"

" Maybe..." You shrugged off, wanting to play prideful just for a while." Nah baby, you sure do. I'm pretty good, right?"

"Yeah, you sure are." Jason said." I think you're getting a little bit cocky, don't you?"

"I guess I learn that from you." You pecked his lips before hopping off of the bed." I'm making you some tea, okay? I feel like that might help you..."

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[littlelittlebear]

Two Drifters | 3/3 Jeronica Secret Santa

@fangstomysweetpea oh my god.... its finally time!!! 

The moment i’ve been aching for is finally here and i am HYPE

Happy Christmas my dear Tumblr-friend, I hope you enjoy this jeronica playlist/au/riverdale rewrite.

A couple things first, the descriptions on each song are just an outline as to whats happening in that moment/what the song calls for. Also, this is like a story, so its not really something you can play on shuffle lol. I’m confident you didn’t really need these “instructions” lmao, just want you to have a bomb-ass jeronica experience XDD

Also, you don’t have to “follow” the descriptions when you think them out, you can completely take the reigns too if you’d like!

So.... here ya go!!

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1MflcKtyBDRjnP0giX03X4?si=ZcsD0GfxR0KevhgDpTZVKQ

And here are the descriptions-

Oxford Comma-

Locking eyes for the first time… wow. Just- everything is in slow motion.

Baby Doll-

Slow dancing in Pop’s after the dance. (V goes to Pop’s instead of Archie)

Can I call you tonight?-

Jughead and Veronica’s moments of glee when they finally set up a date with each other. Veronica squeals and jumps up and down, Jughead punches the air, they both fall down on the bed with blissful looks on their faces. Two cinnamon rolls.

“So, I’ll call you tonight?”

“Yes! *Too enthusiastic- calm down Veronica* Yes. Call me tonight.”

*Que music*

Just Like a Movie-

Jughead calls this their theme song one day when they’re just hanging out in the student lounge as a joke.

Scrawny-

Veronica calls this Jughead’s theme song in response, they have a good laugh and Jughead rolls his eyes at the lyrics A LOT.

Space Girl-

Jughead calls this Veronica’s theme song- because she’s “oUt oF tHiS worLD!”.

She smacks his arm for being so cheesy.

Good Morning-

The morning after they do the “horizontal tango” with each other for the first time, they dance in Veronica’s kitchen, knowing all the words- only to be interrupted by an amused Hermione Lodge.

Unforgettable-

Their first Christmas together, spent snowed in at The Pembrooke. But honestly, they don’t mind.

Shake it out-

Jughead and Veronica cry together after her parents blackmail them/force them to break up. #parentssuck.

Your star-

Coping with the breakup, newsflash- they aren’t, or when they are... they don’t go the healthiest route. So. Much. Angst.

Rare-

Veronica changes up her style a little bit, which really is just lower cut tops, just trying to forget about Jughead- does a lil sexy performance singing to this at a pep rally.

Out the door-

Jughead never leaving the depressional stage of grief.                                

+ Exchanging broken looks that just scream “I’m not over you.”

I can’t get you off my mind-

Drunkenly hooking up at a party because their tension recently had just been… w o w

Drugs-

Sneaking around- sexy times ;)

Why Do You Love Me-

Having a screaming match, then a very angry/hot makeup session, then very angry sex XD

The Wind-

After some hOrIzOnTaL TaNGo at Sweetwater River, they admit that they can’t keep away from each other, saying that they love each other for the first time- followed by Veronica crying tears of joy cuz she’s never done that before- and that they’re going to work everything out, together. They just hold each other after that.

“I love you, Princess.”

Veronica props herself on her elbow to face him (they were laying down before)

Jughead sees her widened eyes. “Y-you don’t have to say it back, I know its ha-“

“I love you too, Jug”

You and I-

Montage of working at Pop’s for summer, ending with a jam sesh in Jughead’s trailer- Veronica just in his shirt and Jughead just in his sweats. FP comes in, surprised to see Veronica, but welcomes her easily. FP and Veronica bond, and he embarrasses Jug with some baby photos. While Jug’s probably beet-red, he can’t help but completely oggle at Veronica- happy that they don’t have to hide from his dad anymore.

Start a Riot-

Jeronica send a little message to Hiram through security cameras (they just make out lmao), showing that he can’t keep them apart. They then proceed to trash Hiram’s jingle jangle lab. :)

Moon River-

Slow dancing after having been crowned homecoming King and Queen. And of course, because Veronica is 1/2 of this relationship- this becomes their song.

“That’s us.”

“What do you mean?” Veronica asks, confused.

“The two drifters in the song. ‘Two drifters, off to see the world.’ That’s us”

Veronica’s eyes start to gloss.

“I absolutely love that. And you.”

Teenagers-

Being the badass power couple they are, being 100% team Serpent against the Bulldogs during the riots. Its all one long shot too- no cuts :))

A Sunday Kind of Love-

Looking at each other in slow motion (wow- I really love putting stuff in slow motion) when Veronica is officially named Serpent queen, they’re absolutely smitten with each other. Cut to them dancing in the Wyrm to the song, discussing how they’re going to make their big debut as Riverdale’s resident power couple… second to Choni of course.

“So… now that I’m your queen, I was thinking had a debut of sorts. Just to educate the public of this new order.” Veronica jabs, only kind of joking.

Jughead laughs, but it sounds more of a huff.

“Could you settle for a hand-in-hand entrance at school? Or would you be more comfortable with a red carpet event?”

Glory-

Veronica and Jughead walking into school as Serpent Royalty with matching Serpent jackets- no special colours thank you very much. You can bet your ass its in slow motion.

Worlds Apart-

Veronica crying at Jughead’s bed-side after the Ghoulies fuck him up.

Boss Bitch-

Veronica gets revenge on the Ghoulies and Penny Peabody with the help of the female Serpents, the River vixens, Hermione, Betty, and Alice.

Le Symbolique-

Veronica and Jughead reunite from his state of unconsciousness, this whole sequence is in slow motion, with a lot of white lighting/glare. Jughead almost died and just that thought alone KILLED Veronica.

“Jug I was so scared-“

“Shush Ronnie, let me look at you.” His teary eyes trace over Veronica’s face with a beaming smile, before he brings his girlfriend closer and kisses the top of her forehead.

Harmony Hall- 

Some core four bliss before it gets chaotic again, with a side of Jeronica and Barchie cuddles.

Not Your Barbie Girl-

A River vixen performance, Jughead is so fricken in love with Ronnie right now cuz she’s just RADIATING empowerment.

Therefore I Am- 

Jeronica sends Hiram to jail again after a bomb ass one liner from Veronica:

“Mija, you have no idea what you’re doing.”

“Only one thing’s false in that sentence Hiram, I’m not your Mija anymore.”

(HELP ME I CAN’T WRITE)

*Proud Jughead smirk*

This Life-

Veronica meeting JB and Gladys, them getting along great- just a wholesome Lodge/Jones get-together.

Don’t Call Me Angel-

Veronica changes her name to Luna, fully emancipating herself from Hiram, and this gets Jughead really turned on XD

Sway With Me-

La Bonne Nuit’s first successful night, Josie, Veronica, Toni, and Cheryl perform. Veronica somehow convinces Jughead to dance with her in public. Think Moulin Rouge’s Diamond Dogs type editing.

My Oh My- 

Getting screwed over my Hiram, Veronica is in a TON of debt and needs some “stress relief” with Jughead. He obliges. Happily.

HIP-

Veronica and Cheryl start their rum business, Jughead helps and oml he’s so proud of her. Btw, Cheronica are HUGE badasses right now.

Bury a friend-

Surviving Eversgreen Forest and Penelope Blossom…

Youth-

The core four are free from the forest, successfully escaping Penelope Blossom. Jughead and Veronica share a tearful but happy kiss, laying down on the back of a truck.

Don’t Take The Money-

The core four hang out at pops and promise to have fun this senior year, Jughead steals Veronica’s cherry from her milkshake, but being so vulnerable to Midget’s (He calls her Midget. Yup.) puppy dog eyes, he makes it up to her by sharing his fries. 

“And for a brief, shining moment, we were kids again.” all that good shiz

The Four Seasons: “Winter”-

Jeronica hangs with the Stonewall psychos.

(Online Love)-

Veronica and Jughead FaceTime and Veronica has this vibe like she’s the montage of the hero’s dead girlfriend in a movie. Like her hair is all splayed out on her pillow and she’s all smiley-

“You look like an angel right now- with your hair like a halo and how much you’re smiling.”

Veronica laughs

“Well it’s your fault I’m smiling you idiot.” Her voice softens towards the end of the sentence.

“I love you too, Ron.”

El Tejano-

Party at Stonewall, Jeronica are absolutely WASTED. Fun fact- Jughead get’s really into PDA when he’s drunk

Burned Out- 

Oh shit… I guess Jughead is dead now. (dw, Betty’s still the one who “kills him”)

Claire de Lune-

Just kidding, he’s alive, and he and Veronica have a really cute moment in the bunker. Veronica starts reading his novel, per his request, and he just starts playing this on the record player and she smiles but her eyes are still on the book. He just kind of watches her, and when she starts beaming at the book he can’t help but kiss her right there. Then they just cuddle and little bit, Veronica on Jug’s lap, reading the book some more.

Girls Like GIrls-

Veronica has to prove Jughead is dead, so she and Betty kinda sorta… make out. Like, a lot. Betty is dating Archie at this point, and he’s the one who gets “mad”. But basically Betty and Veronica end up making out again cuz they spot Donna watching them. Veronica is a bi con, and Betty might be too but everyones in denial so *shrugs*.

Dream Lover-

(Time skip, because I’m lazy) Jughead’s alive again, sadly, his spot at NYU was taken by well, Veronica. Luckily, after pulling some strings, she surprises Jug with a full-ride acceptance letter from NYU starting second semester.

Magic Moments-

Yay! Prom! Barchie gets crowned king and queen (Beronica was kind of forgotten about, but thats fine, because we’re here for Jeronica first). While Betty and Archie are totally lost in each other, Jughead and Veronica are just kind of joking around on the side. While it’s Barchie’s moment, Jeronica is still looking pretty damn cute rn. Also, this becomes Barchie’s song!!

Oxford comma-

The song comes through the speaker at prom, Jughead invites Veronica to dance. As they sway, they gaze at one another like they’re seeing one another for the first time, to the song that started it all. 

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And thats it! Thats Jeronica’s story from season one to season four, I hope you have a very merry Christmas and I hope you liked your presents! Also, if anyone feels like adding on to the dialogue or using any of the points in a fic or even making a whole ass fanfiction- please do!! I didn’t do this justice with my mediocre quotes so it would actually be preferred XD.

And again, happy Christmas :))

[imagine-loki]

The Slutty Webs One Weaves

Title : The Slutty Webs one Weaves

Chapter NO. 8

ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki’s Asgardian wife learns women write fanfiction about him on a trip to Midgard. She’s edgy for the duration and lets him have it when they get back.

Author: lokilover9

Rating: M

Pepper returned from the lobby to an edgy Tony. "Was Hannah down there? What took you so long to answer your phone?"

"No and I was talking to someone."

"You stalled to make new friends? I worried you were dragging said witch up here in a headlock."

"Wrong. Is Loki still consoling Brianna?"

"Yes."

Pepper dropped a mini bomb and Tony disconcertedly sighed. "He isn't going to like this." The couple appeared at the guest room door. "Hey, Little Warrior. Feeling any better?"

She nodded.

"Badass and I wondered if you'd stick around. Maybe Daddikins can conjure Mario Kart? I miss you kicking my tushy."

Virginia's nervous smile had Loki encouraging it and once Tony had Brianna distracted, they slipped out of sight. She conveyed returning to the Tea shop, claimed Hannah resembled an old friend and asked which direction she'd gone in. The cashier said she did a double take at something in the lobby, appeared as though seeing a ghost and dashed towards the hotel exit without her purchases.

Loki's face became a storm of tumultuous emotions and she startled when a snap of his fingers conjured a book.

"Should I have said nothing?"

He cynically chuckled, scanning the title pages. "Ever thought your God in heaven found amusement in bombarding your life with fuckery, like the Norn's do mine? The arm of his celestial robe hanging high while he mockingly inspires you with a goblet of mead? 'Rise up, Homes. I'm off for a shag with Mary.'"

"All Midgardians have."

"Have all dragged their only friends into Alice's fucking wonderland where the big bad wolf keeps hounding at the door? Excuse me, I'm intertwining fairy tales."

"Probably half. Are you okay?"

"Right as rain, girlfriend. Right, found it. I haven't used this spell on a child and need the right measurement of ingredients."

She nervously stumbled over a pair of small shoes. "A 'spell???'"

"To make Brianna sleep. Shhh. I must concentrate."

She watched, dazzled, as tiny bottles appeared mid air and part of their contents emptied into his cupped palm. Moving it in a circular motion, they combined like fluid sand, glowed a soft white, then faded into transparent flakes as the book and bottles vanished.

"Calmly return to the main room with me?"

They did just as Tony blundered a turn at Mario. "I'ma gonna givva you such a smacka, you cartoon pisano."

When Brianna laughed, Loki waved his hand before her face from behind. "Forgive me, Min Lille."

"D..dad…"

Tony caught her. "What's up with the magically induced coma?"

"She's better off." Said Loki, sharper than intended.

Stark situated Little Warrior while he paced, grinding a fist into his palm. There hadn't been time to process any definitive plans to apprehend Brianna's captors and discovering the fourth incited a rage only her reciprocated love had contained. Now, his nerves were stretched to their limits, forcing him to convey more than he wanted, risk finally reaching out for help and configure one. Fast.

"Scotch, Snowflake?"

He sighed heavily and stopped. "I must keep a clear head and so should you. The secrecy and lies, the hiding, everything I've done has been to protect Brianna and yourselves since the instant she graced my life. If I'm to continue, we need to trust each other completely. No matter how disturbing my information, you will make no inquiries, tell no one and from here forth, do 'exactly' as I say. Should you veer off course, we leave for real and you'll be fighting a dangerous battle alone. You may regardless if I can't contain Thor's rage over this."

"A battle with who?"

"This will hit home, Tony. Give me your word."

"It's yours, Pepper's too, right?" She nodded. "For insurance, she can text you a pic of me in a chastity belt. Hell, send it to Jimmy Kimmel. Are we good?"

"I'd rather you signed a wager to become a goat. How much longer is your suite booked for?"

"Another ten days."

"Virginia, pack for a week please? I need your help with Brianna at a safe house. Tony, contact your pilot. You're going home."

"Alex is in Aruba celebrating his girlfriend's breast implants. 'Why' Loki?"

"Fuck." He muttered. "Because I'm certain Fury's involved in Brianna's existence and you 'don't' want him up your shit when you aren't there. He was fucking Hannah and six and half years ago, introduced her and Jillian to Viriginia at his fiftieth birthday bash."

Tony slid both hands down his face. "I..shit..whoa. How do you know that and who's Jillian?"

Pepper frantically retraced her memory. "Jillian...was she the petite brunette with doe like eyes?"

"Congratulations." Loki replied. "You've also met Brianna's Mother. It's all in her diary."

"WHAT?!?" Said the couple, shocked.

"Save your questions! If Brianna's the reason Hannah bailed, by now the evil foursome knows she's escaped and you're aware she exists. Were I Fury, I'd be gathering my accomplices for interrogation, initiating a low key search for the four of us and putting eyes on the Tower 'and' Thor, where he'll find Astrid. Please, 'help me.'"

"Okay, okay. Can you teleport me back?" Asked Stark.

"No. Fury knows I have that ability. If S.H.I.E.L.D's watching and never see you enter…"

"What the fuck? You think they're involved too?"

"Oh my god." Said Pepper.

Loki tuned them out and conjured a bag of burner phones. "Book a seat on the next flight out in any class. Delete our past conversations and cease using your phones to contact me. If Brianna awakens, have her call me on one of these. I'll be back before dawn."

"You're leaving???"

"Yes. To relocate Astrid and warn Thor. Wish me luck he doesn't break New Mexico."

Loki vanished into a portal leaving the couple aghast.

"Well Butch, we're up to our eyeballs in another shit storm. I should've ignored the flu and gone with you that night."

She cracked a tiny smile. "Before or after you fell asleep next to the toilet?"

Tony nodded, observing Brianna in her slumber. "And dreamt Buzz Lightyear brought me our duvet."

"High fevers induce hallucinations. That was me in a white pants suit."

"You sure sounded like 'Tim The Toolman Taylor.'

He was doing it again. Comedically rambling off topic to cushion the blow of a truth that rubbed him wrong from every angle.

"Tony?" Said Pepper.

"Hm?"

"Promise no veering? I haven't trusted Nick since Steve found those weapons on the Helicarrier."

"None of us Avengers do either. I won't, he's too dangerous. With the ability to fuck us over worse than any accusations of harboring a missing child could. Virginia..this is bad. What more was in that diary?"

"It is, but we have to stay focused. A sleep deprived, frazzled Loki discovering we aren't ready, won't want to talk. I'll get our suitcases."

Tony followed. "Did you bring a warm coat? I'll bet he conjured that safehouse in the Siberian Tundra." ***** Loki first returned to their room to collect his and Brianna's things. Time was crucial, but before seeking Astrid, he needed to tune into her ring. Left on, it steadily recorded her and using a hologram, he rewound to the day he departed Asgard and quickly scanned through the mundane.

He watched her pained reaction to his note, heard hers and Frigga's spiteful words, witnessed their treatment of Thor, heard himself being defended, their following remorse and the lies conjured betwixt Mother and son. Although impressed by Frigga duplicating Astrid's ring, he wasn't in the mood for another presumed 'lecture on morality' and fast forwarded to them parting ways in Asgard.

Night after night, he saw Astrid entering Ingrid's bed chamber and once heard his Mother in law scolding a hidden Roddy from her doorway. "Doth's thou newest mistress prefer perfuming as well? Your stench giveth you away."

He'd have laughed if not for Astrid's tears, but when forwarding to the present, she wasn't sleeping at Thor's. His means of travel would remain portals and high on adrenaline, he arrived to gather her belongings and cringed at the sounds of lovemaking.

"That's it princess. Take your Kings tallywacker like a good girl."

'Norns.' Loki conjured more burner phones, blared the living room's television and Thor came running, cock at full mast. "Brilliant way to greet an intruder, dingus."

"Brother!" Thor exuberantly bellowed on approach.

Loki conjured a dagger. "Hug me naked and tallywacker gets beheaded. Where's Astrid?"

"At the Rosewood."

Loki frowned. "You let my wife, who hops realms on a fucking whim, stay at a hotel???"

Jane came rushing down the stairs in a Betty Boop robe and he arched a brow. "Hi, Loki. It's only for two nights and she offered to give us time alone."

Thor's smile faded. "I didn't hear anything in the guest bedroom. Did you bug our house?"

"Yes, brother. 'I', snagged a side job installing covert surveillance on Midgards superheroes. Spark another spliff and do cover your cock?"

Jane did with a decorative plate from the dining table. "Astrid's room number is 718."

"She won't be returning. Do not leave, answer the door, your calls, or open the blinds. I 'will be' returning, but briefly."

In a flash, he was gone and Jane looked up at Thor. "I can't call in this soon, my vacation just ended."

"Loki wasn't asking, Jane. Something's awry." ***** Astrid had risen early and after seeking ice, dropped the bucket upon discovering Loki in her room. Accustomed to wearing Midgardian attire, her blue jean leggings contoured her shape, highlighted by a white tank beneath a second of mesh knit. Her blond waves cascaded down her breasts and she looked so virginal without makeup, his loins ached.

"Hello, my lovely."

Unsure what Thor had conveyed, she hesitated approaching. "Hi. I would offer you a drink but..." She knelt to gather the cubes and hide a falling tear. "I hav..haven't any liquor."

Loki lovingly gathered her into his arms. "Astrid."

"Forgive me, Min kjærlighet." She sobbed. "I made you run when needing me most."

He kissed her lips and cheeks. "I ran for a multitude of reasons, but have left Brianna sleeping to come for you."

"You knew I was on Midgard?"

"Not until recently and you mustn't be angry with Thor for not conveying so. He stayed silent at my request, even to Jane and was oblivious to our location. You mean the world to me as does Brianna now too, but something's gone wrong and I fear you're both in danger. It would take too long to explain and there's so much I must before you meet."

"Then let's return to Asgard. Wouldn't we be safe there?"

"We can't yet."

She slowly slid from his embrace, confused. "Brianna's in danger, yet isn't with you or Thor. She's with Tony and Pepper isn't she?"

"Yes, my lovely, but you can't be angry with them either. They've been wonderful to her."

"I'm not, I'm sad again. Everyone knew about her before me. What does that say about 'us', Loki? Are we okay?"

He embraced her again. "Yes. Darling, Tony, Pepper and Thor knew of her before I did too and you knew before Jane."

"Really? Wait, Thor lied to myself and your Mother?"

"Astrid, please. He had to, they too might be in danger and Brianna will panic if I'm not there when she awakens. Come with me to a temporary location until everybody's situated?" Loki kissed her hands. "It means being shielded from Heimdall for a while. If not, Thor can..."

She hastily kissed him. "I'm not returning to Asgard without you."

Loki wanted to bed her until she wailed his name so loud, her voice cracked every window in the hotel. "Prepare thyself, my lovely. You're going underground."

While she checked out, Loki ventured to Alberta and created her a lesser version of their bedchambers in Asgard.

Astrid caressed the beds plush duvet of greens and gold. "You replicated everything."

He conjured her luggage. "I wanted you to feel at home."

She smiled. "I'll be okay, Loki. Go."

With a newfound determination, Loki returned to Thor. "I thank the Valhallas you've dressed."

"You've seen me naked before, brother."

Loki addressed Jane. "He was playing nude hide and seek in the backwoods with some maidens, late for another archery lesson. Our father sent me searching. Without appearing rude, may we please have a moment alone?"

She frowned at Thor. "I'll be in the garage inflating my bicycle tires."

Thor waited for the door to close. "You could've said we were teens. How have we been compromised?"

"Clever, brother."

"Are Brianna and Astrid safe?"

Loki nodded.

"Flying human and Virginia?"

"Not if Jane talks."

A loud growl from Thor soon had her running back inside. "Holy shit on a pogo stick!"

He was standing in the living room holding their heavy glass coffee table above his head with Loki in his face. "Throw that and it vanishes before landing."

"Then I'll break something else!"

"This is why I kept information from you! Think rationally, Thor. Your neighbors will post this all over social media. How will that benefit any of us?"

He gently placed it down. "Brother, he..a child?"

"I know, but please let me handle it my way?"

"She's your daughter. I respect that. What do you need from us?" Loki eyed Jane and Thor sighed. "Yes, you can trust her."

When he was done talking, she hurled on the carpet while Thor pondered murdering Fury.

Loki used magic to clean it up. "You have my instructions. No interfering."

"We understand, brother. Go." ***** After leaving the Savoy, Hannah had rushed to the nearest pharmacy and returned to her hotel, spitting sparks. "That lying bitch! Her little brat does have powers!" She checked out, checked into another across town and called her boyfriend. He answered from a plane on it's way to England.

"Hello, pretty lady. Did you enjoy your heart throbs play? Wish I could've come."

Hannah eyed the stolen silk tie Tom had used to bound her wrists the night before and deviously grinned. 'I don't. Hiddleston and I hooked up.' "Tom was amazing." 'With a dick that makes yours look microscopic.' "How was Mrs. Finkelsteins second facelift?"

"Useless, but she's rich. I bought you some new lingerie."

"Did you keep the receipt? I'm breaking up with you."

"Hannah, why? What will I tell my parents?"

"Life doesn't always work out as planned? Don't miss your connecting flight to Sweden. Bye."

She hung up, turned her ringer off and opened a box of black hair dye. "Now that I'm screwed, so are you 'Pepper Potts' and your billionaire boyfriend."

[blackmissfrizzle]

Perfect For Me

Pairing: Erik x reader

Summary: Erik gets reminded why you’re perfect for him

Warnings: None. Fluff and implied smut.

A/N: See if you can catch my Megan the Stallion lyric in here.

A/N: Also, this is a quick little something I whipped up today, so it may not be the best! Please comment or reblog an tell me your favorite part.

It was your friend, Tasha’s annual end of the summer barbecue. There was good music, good food, and niggas being loud over games like uno, dominoes, and spades. And usually you were having the time of your life, but you were in a sour ass mood this year.

The cause of your attitude was Avery and Monica, the nigga who cheated on your friend Marilynn and the bitch he did it with. You promised Marilynn that you were whooping both they asses on sight, but she didn’t want to ruin the party, so she made you promise to chill out.

Her and Erik were the only reasons you were showing restraint. Erik couldn’t stand Avery from the beginning, but he knew you had to respect Marilynn’s wishes, so he always kept a hand on you, just in case you were about to stray away. And you were especially thankful for that, because Avery and Monica didn’t give a fuck about how their pda was affecting Marilynn and you were real close from giving the beat down.

“Just give me the go ahead and I’ll fuck them up. You know Erik’s been showing me a couple of new moves. I bet neither one will able to lay a finger on me,” you whispered into Marilynn’s ear while Avery was kissing up on Monica while he played spades.

Marilynn chuckled and pulled you into a hug. “I love you, but you don’t need to do that. He’s Tasha’s cousin and I’m not trying to mess up the good vibes. You know this is probably be the last big get together we’ll have before everyone becomes swamped with work again.”

This is why you were so upset. Marilynn was a literal sweetheart and for some ain’t shit nigga to treat her like that rubbed you the wrong way. “Okay, whatever, but I’m still mean mugging those bitches for the rest of the night.”

---

The party was winding down and you decided to begin to clean up a bit, since Tasha was pregnant. You were minding your business until Monica decided to shoulder check and sneer at you, “Watch where you are going.” Internally, you were doing backflips. Now you had an excuse to go off on the skank hoe who knew Avery was in a relationship when she messed around with him.

“Excuse me? I know you saw me picking up trash. It shouldn’t be that hard since that’s where you and your boyfriend belong.”

Monica flipped her ridiculously long sew-in and clasped her hands. “Don’t be a bitter Betty, because your friend don’t know how to keep a man.”

You dropped the trash bag, invaded her space, and cracked a smile.  “Finally! You said some dumbass shit. I’ve really been itchin’ to go the fuck off on your bitch ass.”

What you didn’t count on was for Avery to be around the corner and be Captain Save a Hoe. He must’ve sense you were about to beat Monica’s ass. “Aye, yo Stevens, come get yo bitch,” he called out to Erik while pulling Monica away from you.

Everyone in the house went quiet except you. A cackle escaped you and you mumbled under your breath, “Oooohhhh, you finna get it now.”

Erik put his drink and stalked over to the hallway, where you were at. Looking at his eyes, you knew Killmonger and not Erik was at the surface. “Ay, what you say to me?”

Not knowing his life was danger, dumbass Avery repeated himself. Luckily, on his behalf Tasha and her pregnant belly got in between the four of you all.

“Aye, Tash move. Your cuz in a mood for a beatdown,” Erik ordered her.

“Nigga, you ain’t gonna do shit!” Avery claimed.

“Oh, now you wanna add some bass to your voice now your pregnant cousin is in the way. But, you right man I ain’t gonna put my hands on you yet. After my girl beat your girl’s ass, she gon give you the same ass whooping, and then I’m gonna beat the shit out of you for calling my girl a bitch.”

Avery was visibly shook and all you could do was smirk at him. Finally, you could beat they ass without worrying about Erik stopping you. However, God and Tasha had other plans.

“Ave, I love you, but you and that hoe gotta go,” Tasha ordered her cousin. At first, Avery fussed, but when he saw you somehow managed to slip pass by Tasha, he rushed out the door.

“Pussy ass hoe,” both you and Erik grumbled simultaneously.

“All right, run me my coins, bitches!” Marilynn screamed from the middle of the living room. Everyone was reluctantly giving her money.

“What the hell is going on,” you asked to yourself.

“I wasn’t gonna invite Avery, but Marilynn told me to do it, because he was my family and she didn’t want to make me choose between them. But I told her, you wouldn’t be able to stop yourself from fighting him and she disagree, so we all made a bet when you would pop off. Obviously, Marilynn was right.” Tasha explained, digging into her wallet to give Marilynn her money.

You stood there in shock while Erik was keeling over in laughter. “Fuck all y’all! I’m not that bad.” you yelled, flipping the middle finger.

All your friends plus Erik side-eyed you, telling you that was a lie. “Princess, I love you but its not that hard to get you ready to fight.”

Shoving Erik, you replied, “Well, you too nigga. I remember you right behind me ready to bash that nigga’s face in.”

Erik hooked his arm around your neck and gave you a kiss. “I know baby. That’s why you’re perfect for me.”

You wanted to mush that nigga in a face, but he was right. So, you dropped your fake attitude and joked with your friends for a while longer, until the constant throbbing in your core since the altercation with Avery and Monica became unbearable.

“Baby, I’m ready to go,” you whispered into Erik’s ear.

“You sure? I thought we were having a good time.”

“We are, but I saw a glimpse of Killmonger earlier and I’ve been wet ever since.”

Erik’s eyes widen and he jumped out his seat. Daping up your friends and giving hugs goodbye.

“Aight, we’ll see y’all later,” Erik called from the door as he rushed out the door, not paying attention to the chorus of ‘nasty asses’ y’all left behind.

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Sorry if I missed anyone!

[ronniesqueen]

A Journey To Find True Love

We start off with Archie as the bachelor, Ronnie is in his season. The story progresses, and she becomes the next bachelorette after he finishes his season. Both of them go on their journey to find true love.

I will be writing this AU in the form of a tv show. Since, we all know that “The Bachelor” and “The Bachelorette” are reality tv shows.

Previously on “The Bachelor”

 Archie went on a three-on-one date with the last three women.

Archie and Veronica shared a beautiful moment, when Archie realized he wanted to take her to the fantasy suite

And thus, Archie gave Veronica the first rose.

 Leaving Betty and Cheryl in a panic.

 Because the three women grew very close, and didn’t want to see anyone get hurt.

 Archie and Betty shared a romantic moment, when they slow danced in a dim lobby.

 Archie and Cheryl shared a genuine moment strolling through the garden.

 Cheryl opened up about her past with Heather, and her sexuality.

 Archie was completely supportive and understanding.

 He realized that even though he does care about Cheryl very much, she would be much happier with someone else.

 And so, friends, he did the noble thing.

 He let her go.

 Cheryl agreed with him. She knew that she owed it to herself to explore a different path.

 She thanked Archie for opening her heart to all the possibilities.

 *cough* BACHELOR IN PARADISE *cough*

 Feeling confident in his relationship with Betty, Archie gave her the second rose.

 The two cheered and took an adorable selfie.

 Only two are left.

 Betty and Veronica.

 It’s time for fantasy suites!!!

 Who will Archie propose to?

 Who will get Archie’s final rose?

 Okay.

 Without further ado, 

 Buckle up, buckaroos!!!

Week Six.

Barchie’s Fantasy Suite.

(setting: Bachelor Mansion)

                 Veronica was in the bedroom, packing her clothes, heels, pearls, when suddenly, she heard the doorknob begin rattling.

                     She turned around curiously. 

                        Then gasped excitedly.

                               It was Betty.

             “YAY!!!!!!” Veronica screamed, running to her.

               “I KNOW!!!” Betty screamed, running to her.

                They hugged each other fiercely.

           “I’m so happy for you!!!” Betty cheered.

           “I’m so happy for YOU!!!” Veronica cheered.

          Betty pulled out a champagne bottle from under her bed.

                 “Ready?” she asked.

                           “Hell yes.”

               Betty popped open the bottle, releasing the champagne in a frenzy.

                  “FANTASY SUITES!!!” they screamed in unison.

                It was a moment of excitement, followed by....

         “Wait,” Veronica whispered. “What happened to.....?”

                     Betty solemnly shook her head.

               “Oh no,” Veronica whispered. “I hope she’s okay.”

           “Me too. I didn’t hear any of their conversations. So I don’t know if they ended things on a bad note, or if everything’s fine,” Betty explained.

          “Maybe she left voluntarily?” Veronica asked.

         “Maybe. Either way I just hope she’s fine.”

                             “Same.”

                   There was a brief silence.

         “V,” Betty began. “If I go home at the end of this, I just want you to know-”

        “Don’t even say that,” Veronica said softly, rubbing Betty’s shoulders. “I want you to be positive about this.”

        “I just want you to be happy. You’re amazing. You deserve it.”

          “I want you to be happy too, B. Nobody deserves it more than you.”

               They held hands silently for a moment.

       “We should probably get going,” Betty said softly. “I think our flight leaves in about an hour.”

            “I’ve never been to Greece.”

                “I know, I’m so excited.”

     The two women glanced down at the spilled champagne on the floor.

         “Someone will get that, right?” Veronica laughed.

         “They better,” Betty laughed, pulling Veronica’s arm as they exited the mansion.

(setting: Archie’s hotel suite in Greece.)

          “I’m SO EXCITED!” Archie yelled.

      “Oh geez that hurt my ear,” Jughead said.

    Archie was getting dressed for his overnight date with Betty. He was talking on the phone with Jughead, through speaker.

     “Sorry man. I’m just stoked! 

          “I bet. This is huge!”

       “It is. I can’t believe this right now.”

        “So,” Jughead began. “Who are you going with first? The girl next door, or the raven haired princess?”

       Archie laughed. “I’m going with Betty tonight. Tomorrow night, I’m going with Veronica. And then, after that...”

          “You will no longer be a free man.”

         “The old ball and chain.”

          “Off the market.”

          “Leaving you with the next bachelorette,” Archie chuckled. “It’s usually one of the final four who get picked, you know.”

         “Okay, let’s not get crazy now.”

        “I’m serious, Jug. You should consider it. This experience has been insane but I’m going to be so happy at the end of this. I want you to find your person too.”

        Jughead smiled. “The only way you’d see ME compete for the affections of the next bachelorette....is if she’s someone I can actually see myself with.”

        “I knew you had your eye on someone,” Archie laughed.

      “I only have my eye on ONE of the final four women. But for all you know, she’s someone you already dumped.”

          Archie laughed. “I guess I’ll find out soon enough.”

(setting: Betty’s hotel suite)

               “What do you think?” Betty asked, sending a photo of her exotic black and red dress to one of her best friends, Kevin Keller.

              “OH MY GOD,” he reacted.

        The two were having a phone call.

         “That dress screams Greece. And it’s got a subtle sex appeal. Seems really fitting for the fantasy suite.”

        Betty laughed. “Thanks Kev.”

           “Are you nervous?”

      “I am! At this point, he could choose me, or he could choose Veronica. It’s finally hitting me that this it. This could be my last date with Archie.”

       “Stop,” Kevin said. “Don’t think like that.  You and Archie are in a really good place. He’s falling in love with you. You genuinely don’t have anything to worry about.”

       “I just want to be prepared for anything. Every day I fall more and more in love with Archie. And I want to tell him. But what if...” she whispered. “I don’t hear it back.”

(setting: Confessional Booth)

        “I want Betty to be happy,” Kevin said. “But she does bring up a valid point. Everyone’s on a different timeline in their feelings, and their thoughts. I genuinely hope Archie loves her back. But if he doesn’t, then I will be right here to comfort her and make her feel better. Because that’s what best friends do.”

(setting: Outside hotel in Greece)

            Betty stood, in her exotic red and black dress, wearing a bold red lipstick with gold shimmery eyeshadow. Waiting for Archie to arrive.

            Instantly, she spotted the limo.

            Archie stepped out of the limo wearing a suit, and gasped when he saw her. She giggled at his reaction.

            The two ran to each other excitedly.

            “Hey baby!” he said, picking her up, spinning her around.

           “Hi baby!” she responded, kissing him eagerly.

          “How was your flight?” he asked, putting her down gently.

         “Not too shabby. I slept through most of it.”

         “Me too. So..” he began, hugging her from behind. “When we went on our first date, we saw the world through a helicopter. And I realized that, I want to continue seeing the world with you.”

       Betty blushed. Then paused. “Are we going skydiving...?”

     Archie laughed. “Hell no. But I do have something planned.”

       He led her to the limo.

(setting: Confessional Booth)

          “I already see the world in his eyes. What more is there?” Betty laughed. “I’m kidding. Kinda. But in all seriousness, it really means so much to me that I’m someone he wants to see the world with. Because...to me, he’s my world.”

(setting: Beach at sunset)

               “Is this our signature?” Betty asked playfully, as she and Archie were holding hands walking along the shoreline.

               “It could be,” he said, kissing her forehead. “But that’s not why I brought you here. Turn around.”

              Betty turned, to see a giant, colorfully striped, hot air balloon. “Oh my god,” she reacted, gasping.

             “There’s nobody else I’d rather see the world with,” Archie whispered.

            Betty’s heart melted at the sincerity behind his words. All of her fears, insecurities, and doubts completely went away.

(setting: Confessional Booth)

            “There’s no questioning how I feel about Betty,” Archie said to the camera. “From the very beginning she is someone that I never wanted to let out of my sight. Every bone in my body wants to just zone in on her, and say yes, it’s her. It’s her.”

             He sighed. “What if I don’t hear it back?”

(setting: In the sky. From the hot air balloon.)

                 “Is this the..?” Archie asked.

          “Wow,” Betty whispered. “The Parthenon. It’s so beautiful.”

          “You win, though,” Archie chuckled.

                        Betty laughed.

           She took a sip of her glass of wine, and looked up at him. “How did you know, that you were ready for this? When you agreed to be the bachelor, I mean.”

           “I always felt like something was missing. And when they offered it to me, I said yes, because I felt that I could finally find..” he trailed off.

          She smiled.

       “Betty, when I think of you, I feel like I don’t have that void anymore. I feel like I found what was missing all along.”

            “I feel the exact same way, Arch.”

            The two shared a deep romantic kiss.

(setting: Dinner, later in the evening, back at the hotel.)

               “Chris Harrison left us a little note,” Archie said.

               “Oh did he?” Betty laughed.

              “We can read it a little later though. I just want to enjoy you first.”

             “You can,” she giggled, kissing him.

              He cut a slice of the chocolate cake that was in front of them, and put a slice on her plate.

              “Is this Oreo?”

             “Of course.”

            “Oh my god.”

         They playfully fed each other cake for a few minutes.

             “So,” Archie began. “What made you decide to come on the show?”

           “I signed up, interested in taking a chance. But...once they announced that it was you, that was when I completely agreed. I felt like you were someone that I could see myself with.”

         “And then?” Archie chuckled, gently stroking her cheek.

        “You gave me butterflies,” she said softly, kissing him.

        He blushed. “The week before hometowns. I was completely overwhelmed. Everything was spinning, everything was a blur. And then I saw your face. And so..slowly, I guess is a good way to describe it, that was when I realized. I was falling in love with you.”

       Betty felt tears coming. “I was in such a dark place emotionally, before coming here. But then..we met, and you just made everything so easy. You made me feel free to open up, and share my past with you. That moment, when we were sitting on the floor in the ballroom, and we connected on that deep level. That was when I realized, I was falling in love with you.”

                         He kissed her passionately.

             Archie opened the envelope from Chris Harrison. He read aloud. “Archie and Betty. I hope you two are enjoying your time together in this beautiful city. Should you decide to go in your separate hotel rooms, feel free. However. Should you decide to go to the fantasy suite, take this key inside the envelope. Love, Chris Harrison.”

               Archie and Betty beamed at each other.

        (setting: FANTASY SUITE.)

         “Oh my god,” Archie and Betty reacted simultaneously.

          The bed was traced with rose petals, there were candles lit surrounding the bed, and courtesy of Chris Harrison, condoms on the pillow case.

        Spotting the condoms, Archie and Betty laughed hysterically.

        “Okay,” Betty laughed.

      “I’m just gonna...” Archie laughed, placing the condoms off the bed and onto the floor.

      “Sounds good,” Betty laughed harder.

      The two sat on the bed and cuddled. “My dad told me he had a dream of becoming the mayor of Riverdale. He believed in the town’s capacity for success. He believed in making a difference. My mom, she always believed in justice. She believed in giving a voice to the people who need it the most. I really admire them for that. But it kinda makes me wonder, you know? What my path is,” Archie said.

          “I know you believe in honesty,” Betty said, snuggling in his chest. “You believe in people. You see value in helping people grow into the best version of themselves. I think you could have a really good future in counseling or even teaching. You have such a strong leadership and unbreakable motivation. And that’s one of the things I love about you.”

         He kissed her fiercely. “Thank you for that. Wow, I needed that. I used to think my only options were wrestling and football. Not that those are bad choices, but... I feel like I need more, you know?”

      “I do,” Betty said. “And you deserve more, Arch. The world is huge! It’s so huge. And there’s so much you can choose to do with it.”

      “You’re right,” he said, placing her on top of him. “And I want you by my side through all of it.”

                            “Arch...” Betty whispered.

        “I mean it, Betty. I’m in love with you,” Archie declared, with strength, confidence, and heart.

        Betty’s eyes widened. “What?”

          “I love you, Betty Cooper.”

     Betty blushed. “I love you, Archie Andrews.”

      And friends, what happened next...

      Was a moment of intimacy that cannot, be aired on television.

      My apologies.

(setting: The next morning)

                   Archie and Betty woke up, in each others arms. He stroked her hair gently. “Last night was the best night of my life.”

           “It was the best night of mine too. A night I’ll never forget,” she whispered. 

           “I felt...alive, for the first time in my life,” Archie admitted. 

          “So did I,” she agreed.

(setting: Confessional Booth)

         “Last night, Archie and I made love for the first time. And, we were each other’s firsts, too. That connection, and that trust, we’ve had from the start, made the experience so much easier. Because I wasn’t afraid. I love him,” Betty said, smiling.

(setting: Outside the hotel.)

        “I wish I didn’t have to go,” Archie said, kissing her over and over. “We could just stay in. Order a pizza. Watch a movie.”

       “Ugh I know,” Betty said, between kisses. “I don’t want this day to end.”

       “Neither do I,” he whispered.

(setting: Confessional Booth)

                   “One thing became clear at the end of this fantasy suite date. It was something that, I always thought of in the back of my mind. And our date last night confirmed it. I’m in love with Betty,” Archie said, smiling widely.

(setting Outside the hotel)

           The limo arrived.

      “I don’t want to let you go,” Betty said playfully, squeezing him tight.

     Archie laughed. “I don’t want you to.”

       They both sighed.

      Archie got inside the limo. “I love you.”

       “I love you too.”

------------------END CREDITS---------------

[qu-inny]

Dating Sweet Pea Would Include:

warning-mentions of sex and unrealistically high standards set for boys

him being big on pet names for you; babe, baby, princess, darling, love, doll, angel, sweetheart, precious

him being totally whipped, so much so that fangs, toni, and cheryl always find the time to tease him about it

he would scoff or flip them the bird, but smile nonetheless, knowing that he was totally in fact whipped for you

you would be the first one to say "i love you"

it took sweet pea a little while to say it back, not having been used to this type of affection

but once he finally managed to say it back, he practically never stopped saying it

like he would randomly whisper during the day into your ear that he loved you more than words could say

before you came into the picture, everyone swore they never fully saw that boy smile

never heard anything more than a chuckle slip past his lips in terms of expressing his happiness or when finding something funny

but then when you came, flashing that dazzling smile of yours that could light up a whole room, he knew it was love at first glance, not that he would ever admit that to anybody but you, never being able to stop smiling whenever he looked at you

around 7 months after you two became a couple, sweet pea remembers watching you as you danced with cheryl at the whyte wyrm, a bright smile gracing your face, a soda in his hand

fp sat next to him, a beer bottle in hand as he took a swig of it before speaking up

"you really love her, don't you?" he asked

sweet pea turned his head left to look at the man sitting next to him before turning his head right, back to your direction

"more than anything in the world" he said with a smile as he watched you laugh at something cheryl said

fp watched with a smile of his own, he had known sweet pea since he was 14, when he first joined the serpent, after his parents abandoned him

he swore there was no hope for the stone cold sweet pea with anger issues

so, to see how soft he was for you, fp swore he never saw the love you two shared before

"i'm happy for you" he said, patting sweet pea on the back before standing back up and leaving the bar

the piggy back rides were surreal

you'd just randomly get up on a table or chair and jump on his back, getting the chance to see the world from a giants perspective

like he'd just be standing near the bar just talking to a fellow serpent and you'd climb onto a stool and jump on his back

when you first started doing it he'd be shocked and quickly look at your face before realizing that it was just you, then go back to talking, used to your craziness by now

but honestly then he just got used to it and doesn't even need to look to know it's you on his back, used to the feel of you on his back by now

him always sneaking into your room or practically begging you to sleep at his place with him, you having to come up with a deviant lie to your parents; you were sleeping at betty's, roni's, kevin's, you practically used them all

he was big on cuddling, feeling you all through the night ;), always being able to make sure you're safe and make sure you weren't leaving him, something he had been completely and utterly terrified of after his parents walked out on him when he turned 14

he would lay on his back with your head resting on his chest, pratically laying on the side of him, your face buried into his neck as he softly brushed his fingers down your arm whilst you slept soundly with him

another position you two found eachother in was spooning; he would softly and slowly brush his fingers up and down from your stomach to your thighs, the shirt you were wearing, which had been his, riding up as he brought his fingers back up from your thighs, hands brushing over the thin lace underwear you wore before repeating the action, before finally falling asleep, his hand most likely still on your thigh or practically bare waist

being big on pda, not to the point where he would literally fuck you in the middle of the wyrm in front of everyone, but he wasn't afraid to makeout with you on the pool table or on a stool in the corner of the bar

losing your virginity to him was something that took a lot of courage, but after being with him for over a year, since you were 16, you knew you wouldn't trust anyone else to take it

he had known you had been a virgin and was in no way shape or form rushing you to do anything, but he was still a teenage boy with needs, who also cared about you deeply, so when you had finally told him you were ready, he had been ecstatic

but of course he wanted to make sure your were 100% sure for this, so he asked about 70 times if you were sure you wanted this, and when you told him you wouldn't want it with anybody else, he had finally been ready for you two to make love

so, you two had planned to do it the following night, a friday, so you could sleep in the following day, as you were sure you would be sore

he couldn't hide his excitement on the 'special day', pratically beaming through school, you two catching sneaky glances at eachother throughout the day, leaving you two smiling right after

toni, fangs, and cheryl could definitely tell something was up, but they didn't say anything about it, happy to see their friend this excited

you two had never shared anything about your sex life to anyone else, no matter how close they were of friends, knowing that was something that should be kept private between just the two of you

after your shift at pops and after stopping by your house to freshen up and prepare for the night; shower, shave, etc, and after telling your parents you were sleeping at kevin's house, you drove your car over to sweets house

you opened the trailer, being met by complete and utter silence

"pea?" you called out, taking your jacket off and placing it on the coatrack, slipping your boots off as well in the process

you wore a simple purple long sleeve, and black pants, going for a simple look, though you wore the only pair of underwear that wasn't totally littered in child-like things or too plain, even if it was just a simple white laced matching pair of underwear and bra

you stepped further into the house, your eyes grazing across the cleaned living room, before going to the door of the bedroom, once more calling out his name

you entered the room and what you saw took you at a lost for words

you saw a messy, but nonetheless thoughtful trail of rose petals leading up to the bed, candle lights dotted around the room, as more rose petals dressed the bed

you heard the bathroom connected to the room sink running, before abruptly stopping before you the door opened and out came sweet pea in his usual flannel and jeans

he looked a little shocked to see you standing there, as you were looking around the room in amazement, before regaining his composure

"oh hey you're a little earlier than i expected...i um...wasn't sure if you'd like this, but i wanted to do something special because i know how much this means to you, it's not anything big but-"

you cut him off by walking over to him and putting your hands on either side of his face, smashing your lips onto his, catching him by surprise before you pulled away after a few seconds

"it's perfect pea" you smiled, causing him to sport a matching smile because of your words

and so, you two spent the night tangled up together, becoming connected as one, with sweet pea treating you like a fragile porcelain doll the whole time

and after you guys had sex for the first time, it became an almost daily occurrence

rough sex (not to the point where he would seriously hurt you, and if he ever did or left a painful bruise, he would never stop apologizing)

passionate and meaningful sex

gentle sex

frustrated sex

stressed sex (normally if you were stressed about school or work, or if he was stressed about the serpents)

s t e a m y sex

but, no matter what type of sex you two had, afterwords he always treated you the same; clean you up, make sure you were comfortable, make sure he didn't hurt you, and cuddle up with you, only falling asleep after you were asleep, feeling comfortable going to sleep knowing you were safe in his arms

and you CONSTANTLY had hickeys and love bites dotting across your neck and the top of your breasts

you had attempted to try and hide them at first; wearing scarves, turtlenecks, using concealer, before eventually giving up and owning those hickeys and love bites

and sweet pea would never hesitate to take pride in telling people he was the cause of those, not that anyone really doubted it

you were close with all of his friends, particularly toni, fangs, and cheryl

you had been from the northside, but never found yourself fitting in with the whole stereotypical jock, cheerleader, nerds, emos, athletes, or any specific clique

so, when meeting them, you had been radiant to finally find yourself having friends that weren't overly dramatic, stereotypical, or judgey, well, not counting cheryl's dramatic but sometimes manageable ways

at the wyrm you would sit on the edge of the pool table near sweets, watching him play against other people, winning every game and bet offered

him teaching you how to play, guiding your hands to where you were supposed to hit as he lined your body up with his, pressing you into his hips, whispering in your ear when to shoot and how to hold the stick

but you would normally end up making out at the close proximity every time he tried teaching you

when you finally learned, him letting you win everytime just to see you happy, making you the only one to actually "beat him"

you often told him to stop letting you win, but he simply admitted to "never letting you win", and "you just being too good to beat", even though you knew you sucked pretty bad at pool

he wasn't overly possessive, not to the point where he would treat you like you were his property and he owned you, but he never failed to yell at someone or clock them in the eye if they talked to you or looked at you in the wrong way

and forbid if they were to even lay a hand on you, they would be knocked out cold with sweet pea being held back from killing him within a second

and you scarcely became jealous, because if a girl ever tried flirting with sweet pea, he would be oblivious to it or completely ignore it, you being his sole and only focus

but, if you were to ever get jealous, he would kiss you all over and tell you that he loves you and only you, and that you were the most beautiful girl in the world, causing a bright smile to light your face

his jacket essentially became yours

he would always drape it over your shoulders and feel a sense of pride seeing you in his jacket, admiring how hot you looked in it

actually, practically everything he owned became yours, as you would steal them all the time

his clothes

his rings

his brass knuckles

his pocket knife

you basically owned his trailer with him with how much you came over, and your stuff was always littered all over the trailer, from pictures, to decorations from your room you didn't have enough room to hang at your own house, to your clothes in his closet

hell, if you weren't utterly terrified of riding it yourself, you'd probably be riding his motorcycle around too

you were always playing with the rings on his fingers

like you two would be gathered around the fire with some other serpents and you would sit between his legs and play with his rings whilst they were on his fingers and he wouldn't think anything of it as he talked to a fellow serpent

you loved his rings so much that he gave you one of them that you always wore, sort of like a promise ring, so whenever you looked at your hands you could always remember him and how he wants to spend the "rest of his life with you", as he stated

and his tattoo, you were IN LOVE WITH, you would always trace your fingers over the snake as you too laid down, admiring how good it looked, and never failing to tell him you thought it looked amazing on him

"i know baby, you tell me almost every day"

it was often something that calmed the both of you down, tracing his tattoo that is, your gentle touch tracing his tattooed skin over and over until you two eventually fell asleep

you two would rarely fight, but when you did, if he saw even a drop of water spill from your eyes he would immediately rush to apoligize and beat himself up over it for the next few days, constantly apologizing, no matter how many times you told him it was fine

at first you were hesitant to get on his motorcycle, knowing how easily that thing could crash or something could go wrong, but after he reassured you about a thousand times that it was completely safe and he wouldn't let anything happen to you, you finally let sweets take you on a ride

and when you finally let him take you for rides on it, he drove especially careful, never too slow or fast, making sure you were 100% safe and in no way shape or form in any harm

you would always clean him up after a fight which, might i add, was pretty often, especially after transferring to riverdale high and constantly fighting with the bulldogs

you guys don't really go on fancy dates that much, you guys would just mainly hang out at the wyrm or the bijou, or sometimes go down to the quarry

but if he ever made enough money from pool, he would never hesitate to take you two on a nice dinner date

and as much as you loved to go on a fancy dinner date out with him, nothing beat staying at home, cuddled up in bed as you two watched some tv, or talked about your days as he admired your beauty as you rambled on and on about what happened at school or work earlier in the day

he loved the serpents and his loyalty always would lie with them, but if he were to have to ever make the choice, deep down he knew he would choose you over them any day

[southsideserpentsblog]

No Romancin’ pt 4 // sweet pea

Summary: Y/N likes a boy who is difficult to socially interact with and the more she tries to interact with him, the more it becomes uncertain as to what she needs to do to win his attention.

Warnings: nothing, not even bad words

A/N: So I brought this back and I advise you to read the other three parts because it has been a hot minute since I published this. Enjoy!

Tags: @cherryblcssm @shadowsndaisies @spokenforimagines

Entry 4:

Today started off different. I walked into class, wearing leggings and an oversized jumper that used to be my dad’s. Usually I would try and look presentable but today I couldn’t care less what people thought of my appearance. I collected my books, said hello to my friends and then headed to the common room to get in a few extra minutes of study.

Class started and I was dreading it. Sweet Pea was in that class and if he was anything like he was yesterday, he was going to ignore me. Probably would have his earphones in and listening to some podcast I’d probably enjoy talking about. I sat in my normal spot and waited for him to walk in while I put my earphones in. He walked in late and I was almost thankful he wasn’t going to show up but seeing his face made my heart jump a little. As he sat beside me, he looked at me and motioned for me to take my earphone out. I did and looked at him tiredly. “Morning,” he said.

“Morning,” I replied.

The teacher started talking and I paused my podcast, needing to pay attention to what was going on. Sweet Pea nudged me and I looked at him before he slid a piece of paper across the desk. I opened it. Scrawled on the inside was, ‘are you alright?’

I was confused. What made him think that something was wrong? He doesn’t even speak to me enough to know if I’m upset. Why does he care about my feelings anyway? The more I pondered it the more annoyed I got at him. He ignores me yesterday and then suddenly wants to talk. He’s so irritating. So I wrote, ‘why do you care?’

I didn’t look to see his reaction and I looked back at the teacher. He slid the piece of paper back, already opened for me to read. ‘Because I’m good at listening. What’s wrong?’ stared up at me from the page.

I rolled my eyes. I couldn’t believe I was willing to share my issues. ‘Why do you think there’s anything wrong anyway?’

He read the note. His eyes met mine, then glanced at my sweatpants before turning back to the paper. I read his message. ‘You’re wearing sweatpants. You never wear sweatpants.’ I didn’t write anything back and kept my gaze on the teacher. He scribbled something else down and nudged me, gesturing for me to read. ‘I’m not trying to invade but it seems like something is upsetting you. I really thought we were getting along and was hoping that we could trust each other.’

I looked at him. ‘So did I, but you ignored me yesterday.’

He furrowed his eyebrows, glancing at me. His message read, ‘I didn’t mean for it to come off that way but I have been falling behind in some of my classes. I really needed to catch up yesterday. So, I’m sorry that it seemed that I was ignoring you.’

I looked at him and he offered a warm smile. ‘You could’ve told me you were falling behind. I could help you.’

He snickered before he wrote back. ‘I don’t want your help. You need to focus on your school work. Don’t worry about me.’

I wanted to write how was I supposed to when he’s all I think about. I wanted to tell him then in there in documented terms that I cared about him. But I wrote, ‘I understand. You’re capable of the work just unfortunate that you fell behind. My offer is still on the table if you need it.’

He looked at me and smiled. We both returned to looking at the teacher and listening to her explain the next assessment. I glanced at Sweet Pea, my eyes slowly trailing from his hands, up his arms until they rested on his face. He concentrated on what the teacher was saying, slight creases in his brow bone. I smiled.

After the class had finished, I met up with Toni. She was just as concerned about what I was wearing as Sweet Pea was. It made me realise how much he paid attention. I smiled at the thought. “So…” Toni said.

I looked at her and smiled. “What?” I asked.

“Has he asked you out?”

“Who?”

“Sweet Pea, you dummy.”

I chuckled. “No. I don’t think it’s me.”

She rolled her eyes. “It has to be you. There is no other girl in existence that he speaks to.”

“I bet there is. He speaks to you. He speaks to Cheryl.”

“Me and Cheryl are together. He can date neither of us. We’re not even prey to him.”

I snickered. “Okay then.”

“Ask him out.”

“What? No.”

“Why not?”

“Because… I don’t want to.”

“He probably doesn’t want to either but one of you has to show some balls and I don’t care who. Make it happen.”

Cheryl walked in and pecked Toni on the lips. “Hey, Y/N. T, can you come with me? I need your help with a paper that’s due next session.”

“Sure thing, babe.” Toni turned to me as she grabbed her bag. “You’re doing it.”

I sighed. “Fine.”

By the end of the day happened, I had received thirty texts from Toni, Cheryl and now Betty, telling me to ask out Sweet Pea. When I was putting my books away from my last class, I saw him walking down the hallway towards me, talking to Fangs. He smiled at me as he walked past and I spun around. “Sweet Pea,” I said.

They turned around to look at me. “Yeah?” he asked.

“Can I talk to you?” I held onto my locker for stability, as if suddenly growing some balls was going to make me lose my balance.

“Yeah sure.” He looked at Fangs. “I’ll catch up with you.”

Fangs walked off and I looked at the floor as silence fell over us.

“What’s up?” he asked, stuffing his hands in his jacket.

I closed my eyes. “Do you want to go on a date with me?” I slowly opened my eyes.

His expression was stoic and my stomach dropped.

“You know what? Forget I even said anything. Ignore me. You can leave now.” I turned away from him.

He closed my locker door and trapped me between his arms. I spun around and met his eyes, feeling my stomach knot in nervousness. He was so close to me.

He chuckled slightly, before leaning back and smiling. “If you had waited until Friday, I would’ve invited you to Pops for a milkshake.”

I blinked. “Wait… So I did jump the gun?”

“You stuck me as one to have no patience. And yes, you did.”

“So that’s a… yes?”

He trapped me in his arms again. “I don’t get asked out, princess. I do the asking out. So I’m taking you on a date this Friday.” He stepped away and I gulped. “Try and avoid wearing sweatpants.”

I looked down at my pants and when I looked back up, he was halfway down the hallway. A smile formed on my face as I leaned against my locker. We were going on a date. What was I going to wear?

[to-write-ornah]

Not So Happy Birthday part 2.5

A/n: woohoooo this is a lot for me to post in one day and hopefully it'll become a habit (probably not but we can hope) anyways, enjoy this until I get part 3 out!

Warnings: none? I don't think?

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You gently shoved your hands into the pockets of your oversized jacket and stepped inside.

The smell of burgers hit you as you walked in. Pop smiled at you, and you gave a polite nod, looking around for Jughead. You saw him sitting in the farthest booth to the left of the door, scowling.

'Oh great,' you thought, walking quickly toward your best friend.

"Hey Juggie," you greeted with a smile, sitting down across from him.

"So, is that your boyfriend." He said, irritation seeping into his words.

Your smile dissapeared as you groaned. "Jug, please don't-"

"Do you even know who that is? I'll bet you don't. He's in a gang, Y/n. He's not a good guy." He was staring right at you now, and his gaze was so intense you had to look away.

"Jughead, please stop." You sighed. "You don't know what you're talking about-"

"Oh I don't, do I?" He leaned back and crossed his arms. "He's only in the same gang my dads in. You know, the one my mom couldn't handle so she left-"

"Jughead!"

He paused and gave you a strange look. After a moment, his expression softened and he ran a hand down his face.

"Right. Sorry. You wanted to talk to me, not have me berate your boyfriend." You sent him a light glare for the last part but shook your head.

"It's fine, Jug. But you have to promise to hear me out; no getting mad, no leaving before I'm done."

He studied you for a moment. "Deal."

You took a deep breath. "I'm a Serpent."

His eyes widened and he sat straight up. "I-but you- why would- h-how-" he sputtered.

You sighed, shaking your head. "Want me to explain?" He nodded vigorously.

"Get ready for a monologue," you joked. "Okay, so it started back when my mom died."

"You mean when the Ghoulies killed her," Jughead interjected.

"Right. After they killed her. Well, do you know why they killed her?"

He shook his head.

"My dad used to be a Ghoulie."

Jugheads jaw dropped.

"He was only in the gang for a few months when he met my mom. All 'Romeo and Juliet' style. Basically, he dropped the Ghoulies to be with her. Now, obviously, the Serpents didn't trust him. Like at all. So my mom told them she would take responsibility for him; if he did anything it would be her fault. I guess they were good with that, so he got to join the Serpents. Except, they still didn't trust him. He didn't get any real jobs, nothing legit. He's been a supply runner since he joined. So basically, when my mom died, he told me that the Serpents wouldn't protect me anymore, pretty much because of him, unless I joined. And they definitely wouldn't protect Bace."

"Who's base?" A female voice asked behind you. You spun around to see a group of teenagers sitting at the table behind you. Betty Cooper, Archie Andrews, a brunette boy, and the raven haired girl who had spoken. Jughead groaned behind you.

"I told you guys I was coming alone." He emphasized the last word.

"Yeah, but you never said we couldn't come." Archie shrugged.

"So back to my question: who's 'base'?"

"Bace," you said, glaring at the table behind you, "is my little brother. And he's currently missing. So if you'd all get out of here, I can finish talking to Jughead and get to looking for him."

"Bace is gone?" You turned back to Jughead as the group behind you exchanged whispers. His face had gone slack, the only visible emotion was the shock in his eyes.

"Unless your 'friends' leave, we're gonna have to wait to finish our conversation." Jugheads gaze snapped to the teenagers behind you.

"Please, guys. Leave."

"Wait! We can help." Betty offered. "We're good at solving mysteries."

Before Jughead could stop you, you whirled around and glared. "No offense, Nancy Drew, but I don't need you and the Scooby Gang to find my brother. One, it's none of your business, and two, I know the people that have him, and they will kill you. Just leave."

Jughead gave them a pleading look. "Please, guys."

You turned back around and sat down, waiting until you heard them leave to address Jughead again.

"Sorry about them." He shrugged. "They think they're helping. They don't realize that they have no idea what's going on."

You sighed, bringing you hands to your face. "It's fine."

Jughead stared at your hands and you suddenly realized what he was looking at. You placed them on the table, bloody bandages and bruising on full display.

"Jug, look it's not-"

"How the hell did that happen?" His voice was hard. "Y/n who did that."

"I did, Jug." He looked up, surprised.

"What'd you do?"

"Hit a tree." You dismissed. "Look, Jughead, it's not just that Bace is gone. My dad is dead. We found his body yesterday."

Jughead covered his mouth with his hands.

"Y/n, I'm so sorry."

"It's fine, Jug." You shrugged. "I wasn't that close to him anyway. I'm just worried about Bace. I let him go on a supply run with my dad, and they never checked in. Everyone thought that my dad just stopped at some crappy bar or cheap casino and got wasted, so nobody looked into it until they were gone for almost three days." You shook your head. "It's my fault."

"It's not your fault." Jughead stopped himself before he could grab your hand, and reached for your arm instead. "You couldn't have known that would happen."

You shrugged. "It still happened. Anyways, that's what I needed to talk to you about. I didn't wanna be lying to you anymore, and now I'm not. I need to go." You stood, and Jughead stood with you.

"I can help." You paused at his words.

"How, Jug? You're not a Serpent. If we're being honest, you hate the Serpents. You really can't do anything. But I appreciate the offer."

Jughead shrugged. "I really wish I could help, though."

You stepped around the table and hugged him. "I know Juggie. Thanks."

You stepped back and turned around, sending him a smirk.

"Mind grabbing my phone for me? I've gotta get to the Wyrm."

Your best friend merely rolled his eyes and handed you your phone.

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Twenty minutes later, you and Sweet Pea were pulling up outside the Whyte Wyrm. He got off the bike first and took off his helmet before helping you with yours. You sent him a smile as a thank you.

The bar looked the same as it always did. Music, Serpents playing pool, getting drunk at the bar. The atmosphere hadn't changed one bit. Which you had expected. Your dad wasn't very important to the Serpents. Only a few people would care he was dead, but the majority would be concerned about Bace. He was funny and charismatic, and always nice to people without being a pushover. Every neighborhood has that one kid all the adults love, and here, that kid was Bace.

You and Sweet Pea were walking toward the back room when a pair of arms wrapped around your torso and squeezed you tight.

"Y/n! I'm so glad you're okay! I was worried when we showed up last night, you looked pretty rough."

You pulled back and turned around, smiling at Toni when she came into view.

"Hey Toni. Thanks for coming last night." You looked over to see Fangs quietly talking to Sweet Pea. He stopped when he noticed your gaze and gave you a smile.

"There she is! Glad you're okay, Y/n/n. Although those hands look a little banged up." Fangs winked at you.

Toni grabbed your left hand, holding it up so she could see it.

"Shit, girl, how hard did you hit that tree?" You gave her a sheepish smile.

"Does everyone know about that?" Sweet Pea chuckled and pulled you into his side.

"Don't worry, babydoll. I only told Fangs and Toni."

"Hey, we kept quiet," Fangs put his hands up in surrender. "But, they are waiting for you in the back."

"We gotta go, princess." You waved goodbye to Toni and Fangs as Sweet Pea guided you through the crowd and into the back room.

Tallboy, FP Jones, and a few other older Serpents were gathered there, speaking in hushed tones. They all stopped the moment you entered the room. You shoved your hands back into your pockets.

"Y/n, it's good to see you." FP greeted. You nodded to him, separating yourself slightly from Sweet Pea.

"I know why I'm here, so let's just cut the bull shit. Nobody cares that my dad died, the only thing anyone's worried about is who did it and where Bace is."

FP raised a brow. "And do you know who it is that killed your father?"

"Sure as hell do. You all do. He might be the new leader for the Ghoulies, but he's not gonna forget old grudges. Especially if he had a chance to 'fix it'. Malachai had my dad killed and the Ghoulies took Bace."

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[blueandgoldoffice]

Hi! Can you recommend some long and completed hot/serpent/bad boy jughead and innocent!betty fics? Thanks❤️

Looks like we have quite a few of you asking for around the same type of fic! 

@dundelions - @daisy-in-danger - @elizabethcooperjonez

I know each of your asks are a little bit varied, but I’m just lumping them into one massive list! I’ll add some quite a few of my favorites below as well as some relevant tags. Happy reading & please review!

// jughead: serpent // jughead: southside //betty: girl next door //

Because quite a few of these fics are explicit and contain mature content, PLEASE be aware of the tags listed on the archive!

Also, this got a bit out of hand oops? (sorry, not sorry) please read under the cut!

Dandelion Clocks by @itsindiansummer13 (5/9)

Word Count: WIP / Rating: M

Summary: “Any girl?” Sweet Pea scoffs. “The last one you slept with now prefers the fairer sex too.”

Laughter rises from the group and Jughead shakes his head. “Not counting Toni, the Serpent Prince thing works with any girl - believe me.”

His best friend’s lips curl into a smirk. “Prove it: fuck the North Side princess.”

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Or, new-to-town Betty Cooper accompanies her sister to Riverdale’s only tattoo parlour - located on the South Side - in an act of rebellion against their parents. There, she meets the brooding, dangerously attractive Jughead Jones, and unbeknownst to her, becomes embroiled in a bet that results in unexpected consequences.

The Art of Redmancy by @xxbettysgirlxx (6/?)

Word Count: WIP / Rating: E

Summary: Redamancy –noun: The act of loving in return.Two strangers find themselves helping each other in more way than one.

Simmer by @lazydaizies (12/12)

Word Count: 84,643 / Rating: M

Summary:  They say it was fate that crossed the paths of the brooding biker gang banger and the naïve sassy ray of sunshine, but whatever the force was that brought them together, everyone said Riverdale changed the day that Jughead Jones met Betty Cooper. Some say she turned the bad boy into a puddle of kittens and others say he turned the sweet good girl into a fierce sexy tigress, while each of them would argue that the other was already those things. Whatever the case may be, those that were able to observe it all go down said it was an amusing tale to watch unfold. Because from day one, it was a tale of lust, loyalty, confusion and hilarity, with love just beneath the surface waiting on a slow simmer… 

10 Things I Hate About You by @letstakeawalkonthemildside (11/11)

Word Count: 51,763 / Rating: M

Summary: Reggie’s mouth twisted into triumphant smile “You will be compensated monetarily 100$ a day plus whatever gas and dates costs, and if you keep it up till Prom you’ll find yourself with a brand new motorcycle.”

Three and a half months. Winter Formal was the last week of January and Prom was the second week of May. He turned doubtful, “It won’t be easy, and we have a lot of history, bad history.”

Reggie nodded but spoke with complete confidence “Yes, but you’re a Serpent, and as a snake deception and lies are your specialty. You’re the only one that can do this convincingly and bad history is better than no history at all.”

Strong by @allskynostars (10/13)

Word Count: WIP / Rating: M

Summary: Betty Cooper swore she only signed up to tutor a young girl from South Side High, and definitely not for what followed.

And Jughead Jones didn’t sign up for anything.

Fruit Punch Lips & Leather Jacket Dreams by @believe-that-you-can-my-friend (2/3)

Word Count: WIP / Rating: M

Summary: There’s something about the bad boys that makes the good girls fall in love. Betty Cooper, Riverdale’s ultimate sweetheart, couldn’t be the exception to the rule, especially when Jughead Jones, leader of the young generation of Serpents and bad boy in the making, came into her life like a rider amongst pedal smoke. When Serpents are forced to attend Riverdale High, will her infatuation be reciprocated or will the nemesis between the North and the South create a war zone between them? (Slightly AU)

The Baddest Thing by @noorakardemmomesaetre (5/5)

Word Count: 14,502 / Rating: M

Summary: The perfect girl-next-door reputation has preceded Betty Cooper all her life, just as the rough and angry Southside Serpent reputation has preceded Jughead Jones. Could a simple dare in a small town diner challenge everything?

A/U: Jughead Jones has been an established Southside Serpent since his sophomore year of high school. He was never friends with Archie, Betty, Kevin, Veronica or Cheryl. Betty has been an established cheerleader since their sophomore year and her best friend Veronica has been dating Cheryl since then. They are now seniors.

Serpent Kiss by @crashhale (10/10)

Word Count: 58,215 / Rating: E

Summary: Betty Cooper is a college student, sheltered her whole life and craving to be something more than just the average girl next door. Jughead Jones is the leader of the Southside Serpents, closed off with wounds he doesn’t let anyone see. After a one-night stand, by circumstance they meet again, forever changed as they embark on a relationship. Can this pairing ever work?

The Ring Leaders by Marigold77  (4/6)

Word Count: WIP / Rating: M

Summary: Betty Cooper’s life has been a series of suburban events. She crushed on her neighbor. She learned to swim. She got along with her older sister. She wore pink shirts and nice skirts. She’s done all that has been expected of her, but times have changed. Secrets are threatening to break through, some of which Betty would like to personally expose for everyone to see; others she would like to keep locked up tight and throw away the key.

Upon a tragic and chance encounter, Betty meets Jughead Jones, a Southside Serpent who has taken a keen interest in her and her mission. Together they just might be able to straighten up the town, but first they must shred away the layers of themselves that they would rather keep away from everyone, but slowly they realize that it might be the only way for them to not only co-exist, but to be together.

or

Betty is an intense swimmer (even though I know little about actual swimming) and she has multiple secrets from nearly everyone. Jughead is the son of a serpent leader and slowly falls for the pretty girl who dares to swim across Sweetwater River.*Written pre-season 2*

Fool For You by @bug-headx (12/12)

Word Count: 33,833 / Rating: NR

Summary:  Betty Cooper, the A+ student and perfect girl next door, who had been dating the school’s hottest jock since middle school, winds up with the notorious bad boy, Jughead Jones, the youngest leader of the Southside Serpents. Somehow, stars align for them, making them fall so deep in love, but are they able to maintain a relationship through their differences? How strong are they?

Tempting Fate by @kaylaarann (48/50)

Word Count: WIP / Rating: M

Summary:  Betty is being held captive by the Ghoulies, only to have an unconscious man she’s never met thrown in with her, Jughead. After helping each other escape, things will only get more interesting as the Southside Serpent and High school cheerleading journalist get to know each other better, much better. Bughead, Humor/Romance/Thriller, Smut, Little OOC… Give it a go, you wont regret it!

Pay the Piper by lilylemoncakes (¾)

Word Count: WIP / Rated: E

Summary:  “A Serpent’s help comes with a price. And my price is you. In my bed and at my mercy. For one night.”

Betty goes to the Whyte Wyrm to ask the Serpent Prince for a favor.

The Sacred and the Profane by BubblegumSuburbia (7/?)

Word Count: WIP / Rating: E

Summary: Seeing the twist of emotions and confusion flitting across her face, he leaned in closer to her, so his nose rested on her temple. Eyes dark and sure, he placed his hand on her bare thigh.

“The problem is, Betty…” He breathed softly into her ear, “I would fucking destroy you.”

-

Riverdale is a quiet town during the Summer. Betty and Jughead, having long lost touch since their days of childhood friendship, are drawn to each other over the months after senior year.

The woe of Juliet and her beloved Romeo by @butwelivehappilyeverafter (9/?)

Word Count: 34,865 /  Rating: G

Summary: Before him Betty’s life had been a combination of perfect and completely toxic. She’s forbidden to cross the border to the Southside of town, unable to associate with the ‘delinquents’ that live there to keep up her mothers appearance of a happy Northside family. But all facades fade, and when Betty’s life begins to crumble, she goes to the only person she feels she can trust.

It’s almost a year later, and the Southside is coming to Riverdale High, and so is Betty’s biggest secret.

say my name by endlessdaydreaming (2/?)

Word Count: WIP / Rating: E

Summary: Everything in Betty Cooper’s life was unremarkably constant: Please her mother, envy her sister, pine over Archie, cheerleading with Veronica, write for the Blue and Gold with Kevin, and repeat — until Jughead Jones comes crashing back into her life, with leather jacket, crown beanie, dangerous smile and all.

[Aka that Bughead secret enemies-with-benefits-turned-lovers that I have been dying to read but no one has written yet, where Jughead is a Southside Serpent and Betty had always wanted to be corrupted; featuring sexy af Jughead, slowly corrupted Betty, protective Veronica, and jealous Archie; also angst, issues, pretentious writing, smut, and slow updates.]

[monstermaster13]

Mel’s Totally Not Dreadful Halloween Spree.

Melanie ‘Mel’ Sanders and her friends Corey and Oats were getting ready for a costume party and Oats was putting on his princess dress and shoes while Corey was putting on his bat costume, meanwhile she was feeling confused on what she should be so she went to Nathan’s costume closet to look for an outfit. And that’s where she came across the costume Nathan wore for the funny costume day at the school he used to work at…’Hey Nathan, do you mind if I borrow your Simon Cowell outfit and mask?’ ‘Of course not, I enjoyed going as him for the Costume Parade way back in 2008 and I think you’re going to enjoy it too.’

Mel pulled out the costume which consisted of a black t shirt and pants that matched along with a grim reaper-esque cloak which she thought was fitting and she then picked up the mask, the mask looked very much like the real Simon and it helped Nathan had used a photo of Simon as reference. ‘Oh Eukie will just love us, if there’s two celebs she’s mad about it’s Dan Aykroyd and Simon.’

She adjusted the mask before putting it over her head despite it originally being a cut out mask from a photo it looked and felt like a realistic latex mask like you’d expect to see Trick Or Treat studios make, she placed the mask over her head before putting on her face.

“I could have sworn this mask was a cut out photo mask…”

The koala-girl waltzed over to the mirror to examine herself, she could have sworn she was seeing double because she looked like just Simon himself, which was perfect. Of course after putting the mask on she attempted to take it off, which was successful, but then she put it back on and found it was rather expressive.

Knowing what would happen if she kept it on more than once she was cautious, however as she reached to the side of the mask’s face to try and take it off like that one cliche where someone removes their face to reveal it was a mask, her fur was slowly transitioning into skin as her arms broadened and gained a bit muscle to them.

“Hey…I didn’t know that the costume could do that.”

She felt her new arms and felt what appeared to be hairs growing on them as her hands enlarged, she still kept her claw-like fingernails though. That’s when she felt her chest growing and bulking up, gaining musculature as black hairs grew on it and towards his stomach.

Her breasts retracted into her chest as muscle built up on it along with black hairs, her back broadened as did her shoulders while her legs altered and her hips retracted in size. Her privates altered to a more masculine set as she shifted in height to 5’10.

In addition to this her feet enlarged as her neckline altered and her hair darkened, turning from brown to black. Her face was also altering underneath her mask, morphing into an exact replica of Simon’s face as her jawline contorted and her eyes darkened while her brows thickened a little bit. She coughed a little and as she did her voice deepened, becoming masculine and also sounding a lot like his and developing an English accent.

She personally never understood why there was so much vitriol towards celebrity transformation fiction or real person fics in general and she definitely thought that people that complained about it clearly didn’t have anything better to do, after all it is just fiction, it’s not like they completely are that person.

Anyway…Mel couldn’t believe it at first but she came to realize she looked and sounded like Simon himself but she was still herself, and she was okay with that. ‘If only Eucalyptus could see me.’ ‘I’m sure she’d fawn over you like this.’

“Oh I bet she would..”

Mel/Simon picked up a halloween bucket and so did Corey and Oats and they decided to go out, as the group along with Eucalyptus headed around town fighting all sorts of monsters together and they visited their friends at Spirit Halloween including Mr Dark, Buzzsaw, Lord Raven, Possessed Pumpkin, Bettie Sharpe, Monty and many other favorites as they explored and ran into various supernatural creatures. Eucalyptus of course was convinced Mel was the real Simon and started flirting with her/him, of course Mel assured her that just because she looked like him and sounded like him doesn’t mean that she was him.

The group also went on a monster hunting spree and also a couple of hours later they stopped by a friend’s house for a party and it was one of the best parties ever. They celebrated for a while and had some nice food to eat and danced and had a spooky talent show where they judged other people’s monster forms and they all had all sorts of fun.

That evening they left the party and headed home, once they got home they celebrated by watching scary movies together and snuggling up, and thus with that a magical halloween adventure came to an end, for our heroes at least…in case you’re wondering Mel did turn back into herself but she spent time as Simon for a little bit, greeting fans and taking photos as well as getting to enjoy what it’s like being him.

[taesugakookiess]

Boundaries PT II | Sweet Pea🍇

Boundaries PT I  Sweet Pea x Rose Andrews Summary: You’ll see. Warning: Meh. Not yet. Word Counter: 2,205 Taglist: @samithepixie​ @majesticmarais​ @jackslittleavery​ @jackaverysboo​ @jackaverybabe​ @jackaverx​ @callykim​ @heyowdw​ @blushybesson​ @beautybesson​ @lovableherron​ @clairedoe​ @trustfundbabby​ @im-on-something-different​ @ishouldtakeyoutothemoon​ @ramenavery @noodles-send-n00ds Lemme know if you wanna be tagged in future shit👌🏽

"Huh, whawazzah" I snorted as loud knocking woke me up. I realized it was knocking at the door. I turned over to my side to look at the clock, it was 10:34 in the morning, "Who could be at the door," I said scowling at the sunlight. 

I slid my feet into my slippers and relentlessly went to see who decided to interrupt my beauty rest. I opened the door to see Dilton Doiley standing at my front door, smiling, "Oh, Dilton," I said rubbing my forehead. "Good morning, Rosalie," Dilton chimed. "It's just...Rose," I stared at him, "Why're you here so early?" "I figured an early start is better," He said. “Start?” I said with my eyebrows raised.

“You asked me to help you with homework,” He cocked his head to the side.   "Oh yeah..." I felt dumb, I sighed, "Come on in." "Of course," Dilton walked inside. I have a thing for being unattractively clumsy and forgetting the simplest things. Those are some reasons why I'm single to this day. On the bright side though, I can dress and I'm kinda cute. 

"Want some lemonade? It's fresh," I said pointing to the kitchen. "Sure," He smiled. "Cool," I said walking into the kitchen. "D-D'you have a date..." Dilton said nervously scratching his head. "A date?" I said frowning. "T-To the dance, the dance that's tomorrow night," He laughed. "Ooh, I totally forgot," I said squinting my eyes, "...Nope." "Oh, that's too bad. A girl as beautiful as you should always have a date," He said bashfully. "I agree," I said placing the glasses of lemonade on coasters. "I don't have a date either," He said staring at the ice-cold glasses. I crinkled my nose, "Aw, why?" "I asked Betty, she's going with Jughead, Veronica's going with Archie, Josie said no, Cheryl's too scary," He said fiddling with his hands. I felt bad, "Jeez." It got quiet for a few seconds, I didn't know what to say. "Yeah. I was thinking though..." He said taking his glasses off. "Hm?" "Since you don't have a date, and I don't have a date...could you...I dunno, go with me?" He said before jumping up, "If you say no, then it's completely fine-" I felt really bad, the poor guy was lonely. I didn't have a date because I completely forgot about the dance, "I'd love to." "I won't force-" He kept apologizing before pausing in shock, "What?" "I'd love to go with you, Dilton." A huge smile crept across his face, "Oh my god...I don't know what to say..." "Go home, I'll do the homework on my own," I smiled. He was so overly excited, he ran out the door like a man that just got happily married. I'm not even gonna lie to you guys, I didn't wanna go with Dilton. I still have thoughts about Sweet Pea, constantly. I'm just forcing myself to not like him. Yes, yes it is very difficult. Did I tell you that he goes to Riverdale High? I try to avoid him giving that Archie goes there too and I love my brother more than anything. But he’s been on tough ends with Sweet Pea, it's becoming repetitive. Oh, oh, did I tell you what happened the other day? Oh, brother.

A few days ago.

I was at my locker getting a few textbooks for upcoming classes when someone slammed my locker shut, "How 'bout we skip school." I looked up to see Sweet Pea hovering over me, "No, thanks." "Everybody in the school knows that Rose can't get Sweet Pea off her mind," He played with my hair. I frowned, "Don't you have a gang to be with or something," I snatched my hair from him, "And stop touching me." He laughed, "I do, but I couldn't have passed up the opportunity to get under your skin." That made my face crinkle, "Oh?" "And guess what..." He said leaning in on me, "...I know how you feel about me, you can't hide it, Rosebush. It's obvious that you love every second of me tormenting you." I narrowed my eyes at him as he talked in a low, raspy, seductive tone, "I do not," I lied. He smiled, "Whatever you say. We all see how red you get when I come around." I stared into his eyes, "...I hate you," I pushed him away from me. "Do you really? Or do you hate how much you love me," He laughed. "Hey!" Archie shouted from the other end of the hall, walking towards us. I started to leave to avoid drama before Sweet Pea pulled me in and kissed me. I was in total shock as his lips pressed against mine. It felt weird to finally kiss someone but I...liked it. Archie pushed Sweet Pea, "What did I tell you?!" Sweet Pea pushed Archie into a locker. That caused attention to be drawn. Serpents poured from every which way and stood their grounds for Sweet Pea. Veronica, Betty, Reggie, and Kevin stood around Archie. I stood in the middle still halfway in shock about the kiss, "Archie!" "Hush, Rose!" "Archie, it's not worth it," Reggie scowled at the Serpents. Veronica wrapped her arms around me, "Are you okay, Rosie?" Her warm embrace comforted me even though I was the slightest mad, "Yeah," I smiled at her, still rubbing my lips wishing they were still locked with Sweet Pea's. "These northerners aren't worth our time, Sweet Pea," Fangs eyed everyone. "Guys," Jughead said trying to not pick sides. Sweet Pea stared down at Archie as they had a staring contest, "Don't ever test your luck like that again, Andrews," he said clenching his jaw. Archie just stared at him with a death stare. Sweet Pea looked at me, still clenching his jaw, he reached his hand out to me. I was confused, I almost reached out when Veronica gripped on me, "Leave her alone." He walked away with the serpents, not without casually bumping Archie on the way. I felt like it was my fault but they're totally beefing about something that's NOT my fault. "Archie, relax," Betty said. "Rose, you don't see it do you," Archie stood in front of me. "See what? We were just talking," I said. "Talking with a kiss? Sure, He's trying to play you," Archie shook his head. "He is not, how do you know?" "Because I do!" He said before walking away. I leaned against my locker, thinking about that kiss. It was sensational and awkward at the same time. Why did he do that? Those thoughts run through my head daily, I can't get him off my mind no matter how much I try.

"Betts, it's like, I don't even know myself anymore," I said, chucking her a bag of chips.

She caught it, "You need to relax. Seriously. You're so worked up." "He kissed me!" "You liked it," Veronica winked at me. I blushed, "I did not,” I lied. "Yeah, right,your face is all red," Betty laughed. "I just...I feel like I've known him all my life," I said sinking into the chair. "I know that feeling," Veronica said. "I bet. I can't say, but...it's almost as if it was love at first sight," I said contemplating on it.

“That'll be weird though, Rosie, you and him," Veronica said. "Would not. He's sweet in his own way," I half-smiled. Veronica was right, it would be weird for me and Sweet Pea to date. He's a gang member beefing with my brother. I'm your average town girl. 

Rose’s Dress

"You look beautiful," Archie said standing in my doorway. He startled me, "Thanks." We didn't speak much, I was preparing for Dilton to pick me up. I wore a red backless bodycon dress with my hair in a slick bun to the back. I also wore the heels my mom gave me a while ago for a date that wasn't successful. I looked at myself in the mirror while applying red lipstick to my lips, I agreed with Archie, I looked really nice. My red hair and freckles complemented the entire look. My green eyes sparkled as I admired myself, "Don't screw this up,  Rose," I told myself. "I'm sorry about everything that's been going on," He eventually spoke up. I smiled, "It's fine Arch." "I just don't want you to be hurt," He said with a crack in his voice. "I know, I get how you feel. You have to trust me on some things though," I rubbed his shoulder. He hugged me, we never argued as much as we were for the past few days, I felt like our relationship was tearing apart. I heard a knock at the door, "That's Dilton," I laughed. "See you there," Archie said walking me downstairs. "My princess," Dad said smiling, "Tell Dilton I'll break his little neck if-" "Dad!" I crinkled my nose. He burst out laughing, "I'm kidding." "You don't have to worry about Dilton, he's a sweetheart either way," I said. I opened the door, revealing Dilton with a tuxedo on, holding a bouquet of red roses and a box of chocolates, "W-Wow," I giggled, "Dilton, you shouldn't have." "I wanted to make this very special," He said. He grabbed my hand and we walked to his little mo-pad. He gave me a helmet and I put it on gently, avoiding my hair getting ruined. I thought about how embarrassing it would be to drive to a school dance in a mo-ped but I accepted it. Dilton deserved it. I sat on the mo-ped sideways, "Be careful!" My dad shouted from the door. I held onto Dilton as we drove through Riverdale, the wind caressing my face. When we got to the school parking lot, there were tons of cars and people rushing to get inside. Dilton held my hand, I realized he was shorter than me with or without the heels. We went to the gymnasium where the dance was being held, "May I have this dance?" Dilton said. "Of course," I said as he placed both hands on my hips, I wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

We slowly danced to the music, it was an awkward silence though. He just stared at me, with a look of pure awe. I burst out laughing, "What?" "You're just really pretty," He said fixing his glasses. "Am I? Thanks," I said blushing. He quickly nudged me off of him, "My glasses are getting all foggy," He snorted. I giggled, "It's fine. How about we go sit?" "Sure." We sat at an unoccupied table and Dilton got us some fruit punch. I gasped when I saw a group of people wearing leather jackets walked into the gymnasium. I tried to hide my face, when Sweet Pea walked up to my table, "Well, well, well." "Sweet Pea, leave," I said as Dilton talked to Moose over by the snack table. "You look so good right now, I might have to take a bite," Sweet Pea said. He drew his lower lip between his teeth, pulling a chair to the table. "What do you want?" I said hoping that Dilton won't come over. "I came to see you, figured you'd be here," He said pressing his lips together. I sighed, "I'm here with Dilton. Please, just...we can talk later." "The little guy over there?" He pointed to Dilton who was laughing with his friends. I rolled my eyes, "M'yeah. He's little but he's sweet." Sweet Pea burst out in laughter, Dilton started walking over, "What's going on?" "Sweet Pea was just leaving," I scowled at him. He stood up, "Actually, I was wondering if I could take Rose for a moment..." Dilton smiled at Sweet Pea, "Sure." "Cool," Sweet Pea smirked while wrapping his arm around my shoulder. "What do you want," I said giving him a dirty look. He guided me through the gym doors, into a classroom, "Is there something you wanna tell me?" He gave me a lopsided grin while sitting in a chair backward. "What are you going at now?" I folded my arms. "You know what I'm going at," He said. I gritted my teeth, "Sweet Pea...I have to go," I began to leave, he grabbed me gently. "Maybe you should tell me what's wrong."

"Nothing's wrong," I looked away. His mouth twisted, "Oh? Don't pretend like you didn't enjoy that kiss." I began to pick at my nails, frowning my face, "I did, I loved it, it's just-" "Why're you acting like you don't like me then?" He said walking closer. "I'm not acting!" I stomped my foot, "I just...don't-" "Are you embarrassed? Is that it? A northerner girl has feelings for a southside Serpent, " His smile faded, "Rose, you and I could be better than anyone in Riverdale. I'm not the type to love but...you brought something out of me," Sweet Pea set his mouth in a hard line. I was speechless. He walked up to me, lifting my chin, slowly leaning in for a kiss. I went with it, pressing my lips against his. Our eyes were open, he was staring into my eyes with a meaning.

“Rose," Dilton said with a shocked look on his face, standing in the doorway. "Dilton," I jerked my head to his direction. 

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A Legacy Race (Serpent Princess #2)

Summary: Now that Jughead is part of the Southside Serpents, Archie throws down a challenge to the Serpent Princess that she can’t refuse. (Ao3) Word Count: 1,472

Part One

Two: A Legacy Race

It was weird, how her life had changed so drastically within the span of two months. For the longest time, it was just her and Toni with the Serpents, her mom in charge with her best friend from high school, FP. Then all of a sudden, FP’s son Jughead -though they've deemed him the Serpent Prince- decided he wanted to join up.

She was there when he began his initiation, becoming increasingly intrigued by this handsome outsider. When he came in, FP had tried to talk him out of it and Toni did as well - much to her surprise because she noticed the little glances she threw to the dark haired teenager. Betty would sit at the bar of the Whyte Wyrm, hanging out near her mother and listening to a bit while Jughead tried to justify his reasoning. More and more of the Southside High’s antics were coming towards Riverdale and he wants to help keep some semblance of peace between the two high schools since the adults weren't exactly welcome during operating hours. It didn’t make the most sense to her but she liked how passionate he seemed about it. And it seems the Jones’ aren’t lacking in that department.

Betty sat in place for Alice once the second test started, watching as he yelled the laws to Tallboy. Her legs are crossed, legs on display while her jacket sits snug on her shoulders and she can’t help but think how good he looks in his jacket that Tallboy had given him when FP spent a couple of weeks in jail. After he completed that task, their eyes connected right before he captured the knife in the case with the snake. She gave him a little smirk and a wink which escalated everything.

After the gauntlet, Toni was going to keep an eye on him and help him clean up once the tattoo was done but she volunteered instead. It’s something that would’ve made Alice proud. They sat in the trailer, her putting peroxide on the spot where Sweet Pea hit him with some brass knuckles -which she gave him hell for. Jughead hissed every time she dabbed a little and then he finally pushed her hand away so he could lay back and put the ice against his temple. She had gone about cleaning the tattoo on his arm when he leaned over and kissed her. It had awakened her nerve endings, almost making her feel like she had been woken up from a haze, seeing everything clearly for the first time. They had barely even talked until now but it seemed their connection made that small detail insignificant. Despite his busted lip, he pulls her closer and she ended up in his lap with her own legs straddling his hips.

Betty was a goner. After that kiss they became close - two of the legacies joining together to become the Serpents first power couple.

That brought her here to Pop's with their Serpents jackets tucked into the corner of the booth while Jughead's two best friends from Riverdale High, Archie and Veronica, sat opposite side of them. The three of them are sipping milkshakes while Jughead polishes off everyone's leftover fries though somehow they got on the topic of Betty's Mustang and questioning her driving skills.

“Girls can’t drive, plain and simple,” Archie says simply while tossing a fry in his mouth.

“That's a bit misogynistic, don't you think?” Veronica asks.

Betty laughs, tucking herself closer to Jughead and dropping a kiss where his tattoo is hidden under his shirt. “It is, V. Archie, do you even have your license?”

“That's not the point!”

Jughead shakes his head. “I have mine and I'm a great driver, probably better than you, Betts.” He winks down at her then licks the salt off his lips.

“You think so? How about we race and find out?” Betty leans away and looks at him, propping her arm up against the table then takes a long drag from her vanilla milkshake.

“Oh, a race! Yes! Cheryl can be our flag girl.” Veronica starts to tap her bottom lip in thought, most likely pondering her outfit for it.

“There's one problem with that though. You have a car and Jug only has his motorcycle.” Archie shrugs like it's over already. Like clearly a motorcycle is better than her beautiful, vintage car that her mother worked really hard to restore with her grandfather before he passed away.

“Ask Reggie for his Camaro. It will be an all American race.” Jughead looks at Betty and raises his eyebrows with a grin.

Archie groans but decides to go with it since he started the whole conversation. She leans over and bites his ear. “It's cute that you think you're going to win Prince Jones.”

All he does is kiss her and they go back to being the core four, just hanging out and eating dinner like normal teenagers.

The day of their race, only a few of their closest friends are present since they didn’t want anyone to tip off the cops that there was going to be one. It'll be her and Veronica in the Mustang then Jughead and Archie in the other. His best friends are off to the side kissing and whispering to each other while Betty stands there in her pink Serpent jacket looking at her boyfriend.

Even though they’re about to race each other, she lifts her arms to rest around his neck when he walks over to her. Their bodies lean in towards each other like the magnetic pull they had when they first kissed. “Loser is buying dinner at Pop's and winner plans date night.”

“I see some Tarantino movies in your future, Betts.”

She's highly competitive but she decides to press up against him instead of taking trash and gives him a long lingering kiss. “We shall see Romeo. Down to hangman's bridge and the first one back wins. Easy.” With another kiss, she gets in the car and begins to get ready.

Veronica gets into the car and sits sideways to look at her for a moment. “Archie and I have a bet going on, B. I need you to win.”

“So do we, but don't worry V. I've done this before. So make sure you strap in.”

The redhead that she assumes is Cheryl moves out in front of them and Betty almost laughs when Jughead revs the engine next to her. Her newly acquired raven-haired friend blows a kiss to the car next to them just as the flag drops.

Betty wastes no time surging forward, quickly shifting gears and making sure she doesn't ride the clutch. Right now they're head to head and she lets it stay that way until they get closer to the bridge. Veronica looks over to the blonde then to the other car.

“B, we're not going to both fit on that bridge.”

Betty smiles and shakes her head. “No, we won't,” she says quietly before shifting and hitting the gas. They speed past the boys and make it onto the bridge first, the guys becoming smaller in her rearview mirror. She makes it to the turnaround point and she spins around gracefully so that Veronica won't be scared to ever ride with her again then makes her way towards the bridge and to the finish line.

They're about to pass the guys to get onto the bridge and Betty blows her boyfriend a kiss though she doesn't miss the grin that he's wearing. She hits the gas again and flies over the bridge then easily passes over the starting line.

“Betty! That was incredible!! I'll send pics while Archiekins gets a pedicure with me.” They hug briefly then split when the roar of an engine comes along.

She leans against the Mustang and waits for Jughead to get out of the car. Archie looks sick and it makes her laugh a little bit until Veronica’s squeals fill the air. Then she outright laughs when he groans about their bet.  

“You okay, Archie?”

“Next time I'm riding with you,” he says and she figures that'll be the only admission she'll get that she’s not a bad driver.

“I’m the Serpent’s best driver for a reason, Archie,” she says with a wink.

Betty glides over to Jughead and she isn’t expecting it when he picks her up, causing her to wrap her legs around his waist, boot-clad ankles locking together. They kiss, Jughead dipping her a bit before standing up and she pulls away a little breathless.

“That was so sexy, Betts. I can't wait for date night now.”

If she had to guess, it will be a lot more of this than anything else, because she can’t deny that she wasn’t loving the image of him racing her in the car too.

Prompt: 74. Girls can’t drive, plain and simple

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