#jason blossom pregnancy

[veronicalodgefaghag]

loving how one of my friends i’ve been watching riverdale with is already absolutely sure on episode like six that the blossoms killed jason, meanwhile i didn’t realize until like. the reveal. it’s soo hard keeping it a secret when people call stuff, like they called polly’s pregnancy on like the second episode. at least the blossom/cooper connection is gonna throw them, i’m so excited for that !!!

[enelea]

Jason and Roxane lived in Cherry Blossom Hills, but when his grandparents passed away here in Driftwood, Jason inherited the family 🏠 home. Since Roxane and Jason wanted to start a family, they decided to leave their apartment in Cherry Blossom Hills and move to his family home.

Roxane's pregnancy started showing and she was able to also go on maternity leave from her political career. Jason started working at the new construction firm, which opened their doors recently. Neighbours came to welcome them and they made some new friends.

[pureimaginefic]

Series

Years Active: 1980’s-1995

Before the fame and fortune the Backstreet Boys were just normal kids trying to make it through high school like everyone else. Like for most teens, high school is not without a little drama along the way. The series kicks off in the summer of '89 when a young Victoria "Vicki" McAdams is uprooted from her life in suburban Seattle, WA and moved crossed country with her divorced mother Elizabeth aka Lizzie, Vicki quickly meets a young, pre-fame, pre-BSB Brian Littrell.

the two become quickly acquainted with each other and romance begins to blossom between them, Vicki is then introduced to a whole new group of friends including Emily Anderson the sassy and quick witted girlfriend of Brian's close friend, the somewhat dimwitted and sometimes unintentionally insensitive Jason. Unfortunately she crosses the path of Lisa Jones, a popular girl with her sights set on the future popstar and her girl posse.

She also becomes friendly with the other future members of the pop supergroup and their girlfriends, the studious and overachieving Christina, the budding fashionista Sasha, the gossipy and brash Melissa and the level headed Kellie. Witness the future heartthrobs and their first loves charge through all the obstacles adolescence brings them, including teen pregnancy.

Years Active: 1997-2015

AJ, Brian, Howie, Kevin & Nick. These are the five guys who’ve spent years in the spotlight making us swoon. With over 130 million albums sold world wide the Backstreet Boys are considered the most successful boyband of all time.  One of the most popular boy bands to come out of the 1990’s these guys have the power to melt anyone’s heart with their slick dance moves or silky smooth vocals.  You have to wonder what they do when the lights fade and the music stops? After performing for sold out audiences worldwide, the guys retreat to a small, sheltered suburb just outside of Hollywood known as Hilridge county, living in a gated community in their own private manor.  Aside from being every girl’s teenage dream, these guys are more than just singing, dancing heartthrobs, they have another very important job that seems almost impossible to imagine: they’re parents.

The guys are each a father to a teenage son, who collectively turn out to be harder to manage than hoards of screaming fans. Nicknamed the Jr. BSB by fans and the media (much to their annoyance) due to their uncanny and nearly identical resemblance to their famous dads. The five teens try to get through high school (and life) while trying to prove their individuality from that of their famous fathers which often leaves the guys at their wits’ end, not to mention their general aloofness, sheer embarrassment and snarky comments about their dads’ boyband status.

Also in the mix are the boys’ mothers, the former girlfriends and high-school sweethearts the BSB. As well as Neilson’s girlfriend Natalie who serves as the boys’ resident chick and usually ends up as an unwilling participant in the boys’ latest schemes.

(a subsidy of the Jr. BSB Series)

venge·ance

punishment inflicted or retribution exacted for an injury or wrong.

The teen sons of the Backstreet Boys have become targets of a vengeful classmate and his equally unhinged, yet powerful father, both try to seek retribution against the boys for the wrongs they believe have been done to them before finally teaming up together. Will they succeed or will they die trying?

2015-present/beyond

Life since the boys’ high school graduation has been hectic. Bradley, Neilson, and Natalie attended USC and while there Bradley met and fell in love with a co-ed named Sydney James. Harry made it through Princeton and in the meantime shadowed a professional photographer named Matthew Abbott where he met Greta Leoni, a smalltime model who showed up in numerous teen magazines. Kyle ran into Adam’s cousin Zoey while attending NYU, the two rekindled their romance despite Adam’s misgivings. Adam, while living in London met another American student studying abroad, an aspiring photographer named Quinn.

Now all grown up and married with families of their own, the boys are managing careers, marriage, and fatherhood. Bradley and Neilson now work in law enforcement underneath the very same detective who worked to save their lives. Neilson and Natalie ,who became an elementary school teacher are now married and share a son named Joseph aka Joey. Bradley and wife Sydney, a struggling writer, are the proud parents of three daughters, Rachel, Libby, and Mady. Adam now works in Hollywood as a film producer, he and wife Quinn, a professional photographer share two sons, Christian and Chandler. Kyle officially joined Adam’s family when he married Zoey, who now runs her own veterinary clinic, meanwhile Kyle followed up on his aspirations to become a teacher and now teaches and coaches football and the very high school he attended, the two share twins Ethan and Ella who are also accomplished athletes.

Harry attended medical school after college and became a researcher and now works alongside Vicki, who now works as chief of staff, at Hilridge General Hospital in the lab. He and Greta, who now runs her own modeling agency, married and share daughter Gabriela who inherited her father’s academic prowess and love of photography. Romance blossoms between Rachel and Joey who had been best friends since early childhood as well as Chandler and Libby, Gabriela also falls for Adam’s bad-boy son Christian. all while their dads are still making music and performing to sold out audiences. Brian and Vicki’s rekindled romance lead them down the aisle as they finally tied the knot, meanwhile Kellie made things official with Dean and also nabbed the position as DA. Future events note that Bradley and Neilson become in-laws through Rachel and Joey who end up marrying and welcoming twins of their own, Nickolas and Briana

[insertthesims]

Sickness death during pregnancy causes chaos!

How will Sanjay Ramaswami survive as a single father to Xara without a job, now that Priya is dead?

See their story here:

[wedobevibingdoe69]

Pregnancy || Jason Blossom

Request: ‘Could you do a story based off An Unexpected Pregnancy With Jason Blossom Would Include?’ -by Anon

A/N: This was a bit rushed, but I hope you guys enjoy it! Especially the Anon who requested it. Feel free to request more stuff guys, and if you have any questions at all then you can message me or send an ask.

Warnings: None

Words with quotes and italics like ‘this’ are thoughts.

A * symbol means that a flashback is occurring.

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Things in life don’t always go according to plan, a lot of the time things might not even be planned in the first place. You didn’t plan too much, only when you had to. As for Jason, he had almost everything planned for him, so he didn’t usually think to plan for himself.

Neither of you had planned a child, though. Everyone gets the warning about using protection and dismiss it as if it’s natural to remember. You and Jason had many of those warnings from different people, yet you both didn’t think about protection at the time, just the pleasure.

Now you were sat, staring teary-eyed at the positive pregnancy test. The thought of having a child wasn’t something you were against, but you were a high school student, far too young to have a child and care for it, especially with someone with so much going on in his life.

The tears were mixed, part happy and excited, but also part scared and dreadful. Jason would be a good father, you knew that without question, but he wasn’t in the mindset. Jason was stressed about his family, constantly pressured at school, and part of you was nervous that he would refuse the child because of it all.

Naturally, because of all this, you were more than a bit scared to share the news with him. You knew you’d have to, but the question was when would the opportunity come up? It’d have to be soon, and you wouldn’t be surprised if he started getting suspicious quickly, he knew you well and can easily tell when you’re worried.

That night you didn’t sleep, you thought everything over, thought of a thousand different ways to tell Jason, and imagined them. Some ended badly, some would end pretty well. All of them had more than one outcome, and that made everything much harder for you.

You feigned sickness the next morning, which proved to be easy due to the darker than usual bags under your eyes. You didn’t know whether you were happy or terrified when you heard Jason outside your window, on one hand, you now had a good time to tell him, but on the other, you had to tell him.

You peeked out the open window, spotting the redhead quickly, a bright smile on his face as he watched your face pop up at the window. You quickly backed away from the window and took a few deep breaths, walking to the front door and opening it slowly, Jason giving you an odd look as he stepped inside, you closed the door behind him carefully.

He sat down in the living room, raising a curious eyebrow at you, “I was hoping to make bad jokes, but I can tell something’s up, so what is it?” he asked quietly, more serious tone than usual. You immediately sighed, “I really need to tell you something, and I couldn’t sleep last night because I’m scared about your reaction” you mumbled out quietly.

The words that left your lips caused the Blossom boy to perk up, concern flooding his features, “hey listen, whatever it is you can tell me. I want us to get through all these things together, alright?” he whispered, eyes pleading, begging for an explanation.

Sitting down next to him, you shut your eyes at the familiar feeling of his arm wrapped around your shoulder, “ I’m pregnant, Jason...” you whispered without a second thought, opening your eyes to watch his expression change.

It changed, but not as you expected it to. A smile bloomed on his face and his eyes got glossy, and before you could blink you felt yourself being picked up and spun around.

His laugh was contagious, and when he put you down you were wrapped in a warm hug, his head pressing into your shoulder. You felt him take a shaky breath, “I’m gonna be a dad. I’m gonna have a kid with you, and we’re gonna be a family” he whispered almost dreamily, grinning into your shoulder.

Tears of joy ran down your face, and you quickly hugged the boy. He hesitated a moment and backed away, “but what if I screw the kid up? I mean you know how my family is and-” “Jason, don’t worry about that for now, we will figure everything out. Right now let’s just enjoy this” you cute him off, smiling at him through tears.

The boy nodded and hugged you tightly again, breathing deeply as he suggested a movie and popcorn. The rest of that day was spent watching movies, and everything was alright, at least for a little while. Jason and you had planned different ways to get around your families, coming up with a sort of ‘escape plan’ that seemed perfect. You and Jason were going to live happily, as a family with your soon to be born child, and you were okay with it, you were both happy to have some relief, knowing that you and your child would be safe.

Then on July 4th, you and Jason left. Ran away to what you both thought would be your future life, and the future life of your child, at the time where you thought you’d all be safe, out of harm's way...

[filthycagedsoul]

snitches naughty girls get stitches (coming SOON) ~ PREVIEW ~

part 1: damned if you do, damned if you don’t

pairing: dark!jason todd x new gf!reader

warnings: 18+ EYES ONLY, DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT, noncon/dubcon, smut, bdsm dynamics/punishment, manipulation, degradation, breeding kink, forced pregnancy, vaginal fingering, forced deepthroating, slight daddy kink, orgasm denial, panic attack, violence, choking, mentions of blood, mentions of murdering criminals, mentions of drugs/drug use, knife kink, gun kink, drowning kink, bondage, spanking, biting and marking

plot: You love your boyfriend with all your heart and soul, but things go wrong when you discover he isn’t the man you think he is. When you come across evidence that he’s the ruthless outlaw vigilante: Red Hood, it doesn’t take him long to realize you know the truth. And in this case, the truth doesn’t set you free.

i’ve been wanting to write a VERY dark red hood/jason todd for a long time and the new gotham knights game kicked my ass in gear. please reblog and comment if you can!!

“Jay, babe, please…” The vice around your throat tightens as the blood and last bits of your last meal fight for dominance against your tears. You choke out, snot and blood dripping along your cracked lips and into your mouth. “Please let me go.”

The silence is deafening. Your bones shakes. The chain around your swollen ankle and the buckles on the leather cuffs wrists rattle. The pounding in the back of your head blossoms as does the knot in your now empty stomach.

With a move that's second nature, Jason un-cocks his gun, shifts the safety back on, holsters it in a quick fluid motion. The outlaw's gloved hand brushes under your nose, wiping away the crimson stream and a few drops of your fear with it. He slowly cocks his head to the side, his eyes piercing you through his red helmet as he reaches behind his back. Through blurry vision you almost miss the contraption he's holding up until you hear the clink. You instinctively freeze at the sound and you almost vomit at his cold command. "Open.

[raymondebidochonlifechoices]

Trademark Riverdale Writing: s1 edition

1. Shock value plot twists that really don’t fit with the previous narrative and will lead absolutely nowhere

aka young! pedophile! Geraldine Grundy

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2. Filler material that takes up most of the season’s screen time

aka the RiverParents’ backstories (not related to Jason’s murder/the-Blossoms-are-drug-dealers plot after all).

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3. Introducing plot lines that the writers haven’t thought through yet

aka the masked robber that shot Fred at Pop’s

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4. Archie touted as The Hero™ (although he hasn’t done anything heroic) 

aka 1x10: “I’m messed up, Veronica.” “We all are, Archie. And, honestly, you [Grundy’s victim briefly turned Blossom gigolo while giving zero f**** re: Jason’s murder] less than most.”

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5. “Resolving” plot points / “Absolving” characters through additional unrelated trauma

aka Cheryl’s suicide attempt, Alice’s confession about her teen pregnancy

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6. Out of left field b*rchie baiting

aka Archie telling Betty that he thought they would end up together in s1’s last episode (and then taking it back by declaring bughead being soulmates during the same episode)

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7. POC representation? What POC representation?

aka all the ‘bad’ teens (Chuck, bully Reggie) are poc. Also: Valerie/Trevor/Melody who?

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8. How not to write female characters

aka Betty-darkness-is-code-name-for-mental-health-but-mostly-lingerie-Cooper

(to be clear: the problem’s not the lingerie, it’s the way Betty’s mental health and sexuality are explored)

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9. Wonky Timeline

aka senior student Jason Blossom and his twin sister sophomore student Cheryl Blossom (or was she still senior-but-only-hanging-out-with-sophomores in s1?)

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10. The writers being unaware that their writing is problematic

aka all of the above

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(One good Bughead plot and the novelty of a new show make a lot of difference after all ... )

[thatiranianphantom]

first line tag

rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have fewer than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favourite opening line. Then tag some people to take part.

Tagged by the fabulous @thetaoofbetty

1. "It starts because Betty Cooper makes a mistake."

- for want of a battle, the kingdom was lost

2. "There’s no music, no street noise, no sounds, only the sound of her own feet. It’s the way Betty likes it."

- there's something wrong in the village

3. "She’s not okay.

But it’s not okay that she’s not okay. It’s not, because it’s been five years. Five long years, two more than they were even together for, and she is still not okay."

- half of my heart (has always been yours)

4. "It’s starting to affect business. That’s what sells it, in the end."

- the one where tabitha and reggie fix the damn thing

5. "His job is done; he’s accomplished what he set out to do, and more. Betty smiles in the arms of her grandmother, a smile so bright it makes his chest hurt. She looks beautiful, regal, like a queen. And he will fade into the background, as he’s always done."

- what a life i'd have missed

6. "The clock on the wall is broken. It’s 1:32, but it reads 5:48. It’s so egregiously wrong, and he wonders why nobody has done anything about it."

- regret takes hold (we grow old)

7. "This is how the story goes. Don’t pretend you didn’t know it was a story. It’s been a story since the beginning. Since their town, once wholesome and pure, woke up to the murder of Jason Blossom. Before then, even. It was a story, and this is the boy and the girl’s story. Betty and Jughead."

- a soft epilogue

8. "There’s no scale of how long it is between “I can’t find Jughead” to sleepy blue eyes blinking up at her from a hospital bed."

- i will live (when we're together again)

9. "They don’t go to Miracles. Not right away, at least."

- there can be miracles

10. "She is doing the best thing for them. She is protecting them. She is not allowing them to go through the same thing she did, because that’s what a mother does."

- we're as close (as we may ever be again)

11. "She’s thinking as Archie undoes her buttons, and that is precisely what she is not supposed to be doing."

- when you're searching for salvation (but it feels so far away)

12. "It was an arrangement that made sense to Betty and Archie. It wasn’t…. together together. They weren’t a couple. It was casual. As casual as it could ever be with childhood friends. And it was...okay. It helped a little bit. It did what someone in her bed usually did. It made her feel a bit less lonely."

- the lovers cried, the poets dreamed

13. "She had drawn the short straw, Betty knows. Sitting in her office, she can feel a headache coming on, thanks to the bright light of the computer in front of her. Glancing at the corner of the screen, she sees the time move from 8:58 to 8:59."

- all is calm, all is bright

14. They were in a clear state of mind. Really, they insisted. They were not going to be those people that had a baby and became total zombies.

- i have a voice (it is my song)

15. "Betty and Veronica meet when they are fifteen and have kissed within three days of meeting."

- i'm right up the road (i'll share your load)

16. "The first obvious sign that Betty is indeed pregnant is the vomiting. Jughead would never count himself as an expert on pregnancy, but she goes above and beyond as with all things Betty does."

- i've been waiting for you

17. "They’re ecstatic when they find out. They’ve been married two years (officially. To hear their friends tell it, they’d been married since they were sixteen.)"

- head over feet

18. "It’s the picture he can’t get rid of. It’s nothing fancy. Just them at Pops."

- someone else is singing along

19. "FP is not often sent to do the grocery shopping for the Cooper Jones family."

- you're gonna see (that sometimes bad is good)

20. "He and Jessica had met during his third year of college. There had been a few girls since then. A few dates, nothing serious. Some of them were nice. It was nice to talk to people, nice to have a meal and a laugh with someone. Nice, in general."

- go, be yourself, on your way

I mean...what I expected! I'm in my wheelhouse, internal monologue and generally angst.

Tagging @middleagedresidentofriverdale, @winterlovesong1 @freezing82, @armedwreck

[pop-pop-pop-popculture]

The BTS tea from the deuxmoi podcast today though… piping hot. Obviously its deuxmoi so consider the source but……… yikes.

Deux said there were stresses on set of DWD. The timeline of OW and harry is questioned a lot. Someone told deux that jason was coming to set everyday in the beginning and then once he stopped coming, everyone had to sign NDAs. Once her and harry started getting to know eachother more and their relationship blossomed there were distractions and disagreements between people on the film with how things were handled. Deuxmoi thinks something def went on on set.

Follow up from the DWD tea- deuxmoi also is very adamant about harry and olivia being VERY VERY serious but then followed up on twitter saying it wasnt a pregnancy marriage or engagement so? Idk i have a hard time believing the legitimacy or seriousness of this clearly pr driven relationship. Its definitely working in OW favor though

They are 100% PR, and that is that. As for Jason... dude, stay away. You and your career are better off without her.

(I hope you don’t mind that I did this instead of answer your second message separately)

[bebepac]

Pop’s 🌎 World

This is a very special Mia’s 🌎 World. It’s kind of a stand alone, as you could have not read the previous series and know what’s going on here.  It’s about a father’s love for his daughter.  But if you are curious to go on a binge read:

Book One:  Pop’s Place

Book Two: Mia’s World

I’m also participating in @wackydrabbles​ prompt # 91 picked by  @ofpixelsandscribbles​ “I’m worried about you.” which will appear in bold. 

Original Post Date: 04/20/21 at 7:03PM EST.

The Book:  TRR (this is typically a crossover, but none of the crossover characters appear in this chapter) 

Pairing:  Mia x Jaiden  (TRR MC x M!OC)

Word Count: 1976

Warnings: Pops laying on all kinds of Daddy Fluff.  Brief mention of pregnancy complications, with no specific or graphic detail. 

Summary:  A glimpse into the past, present and future of Pops. We will be getting to know, the softer side of Pops Jones.

A/N: Writing is truly one of the ways that I have dealt with a lot of unsettling feelings I’ve had over the years, and this one is very cathartic for me.  I never had the best home life growing up.  Pops is the personification of the father figure I wish that I had growing up in those more formative years.  He does remind me a bit of my Grandfather, but he passed away when I was young.  So I write my Mia having the strong base that I wish I had.  And maybe some things would have turned out differently.  

A/N2:  I don’t own the rights to the poem “I Trust You’ll Treat Her Well”  by Dan Valentine which the words will be bold and italic throughout this episode.  I did modify a few words to make it representative to Mia and her family, as Mia does not have blue eyes and light brown hair.   

Song Inspiration for this Episode:  I Loved Her First by Heartland

I don’t own the rights to the music.  

Jaiden and Mia were staring at each other in awe as if they were in their own little private universe.

Tears welled in Pop's eyes as he watched Mia.

Pops never thought he was super sensitive until that moment. But seeing Mia, his baby girl, slow dance with Jaiden in her wedding dress, tore his heart to pieces, in a good way. Together Gloria and Pops had raised a beautiful, intelligent, strong young woman, who had found the love of her life.

Their very first dance together as husband and wife was breathtaking, and the newly married couple had nothing but smiles and a few tears for each other, and whispered sweet nothings in each other's ears.

Maybe not so sweet.... as whatever Mia had whispered caused Jaiden's cheeks and ears to flush a rosy pink, as he gently tugged at his collar a bit. 🍋🍋

"She picked a good one, Pops. He'll take care of her. He always has." Gloria whispered in Pops ear.

"I know. It doesn't make it easier. I loved her first."

Pops stood before them with a smile. Since they were done with the formal pictures, Pop's tie was completely gone, and the first few buttons of his dress shirt were unbuttoned. Pops was a simple man. But his feelings about that day were anything but simplistic. Pop's soul was a storm of emotions inside his heart: happy, melancholic, and bittersweet, because not only had he given his daughter away to be married, but he was also gaining a son, whom he loved dearly.

His eyes met with Mia's from across the room. She smiled at him, but as he refocused on her, he saw the little girl that loved to play dress up in Mommy's clothes and makeup.

Clearing his throat, Pops began to recite the poem that he picked for today. His confident voice was already shaking as he gazed across the room at his little MJ, his eyes already beginning to tear up.

"Dear World,

I bequeath to you today one little girl… in a crispy dress...with two brown eyes… and a happy  laugh that ripples all day long...and a flash of black hair that bounces in the sun  when she runs. I trust you'll treat her well."

He never knew the person who would completely change his whole entire world, his heart  was a little bouncing baby girl that weighed seven pounds and twelve ounces when she was born.

When he found out Gloria was pregnant, Kelvin wanted a boy. That's all he thought about. Someone to play ball with, and fish with. He got the shock of his life when he heard those three words. It's a girl.

Mia was born a week before Christmas.  Gloria went into labor while they were at a Christmas party neither one wanted to attend. Labor was a fitting excuse for the pair to leave early. The one time in Mia’s life she showed up early to benefit her parents. 

Gloria’s due date was Christmas Day.

When he first saw Mia's big brown inquisitive eyes, he knew she would be special. And Mia was, and she was the light of his world.

Mia’s first word was Pop.  The reason everyone called Kelvin “Pops”  was because of Mia.  When Mia started talking she said it repeatedly.  And it stuck with EVERYONE!

Mia was definitely a Daddy’s girl. 

Mia took her very first steps following behind Pops. He had walked into the kitchen to make Mia a snack, when he glanced up from the counter seeing her toddling towards him.

"Pops!" Mia exclaimed enthusiastically as she took her slow and deliberate steps towards him.

Pops immediately knelt, opening his arms smiling brightly at her.

"Come to Pop Pops."

Mia made it to his arms. He picked her up and spun her around planting kisses, and raspberries on her cheeks and tummy.

He wanted his little MJ to stop growing.  

Even though he loved Mia dearly, Pops thought about the possibility of them having another child.  He thought then having one of each would be perfect.

But sadly the lightning never struck again for them.  

Gloria sat on the side of the bed in tears.  

“We weren’t even trying when we got Mia, and now that we are…. Why isn’t it happening?”

“I don’t know.  Maybe we just got it perfect on the first try, my beautiful Morning Glory.”

“I know you want a boy Pops.”  

“I wanted our child Gloria.  Mia is our baby.   I wouldn’t trade a thousand little boys for our Mia.”

He wiped Gloria’s tears.

“I’m worried about you.”  

“I feel like I'm failing you.”

“You’re not, you gave me Mia.  She’s more than we could have ever asked for.”  

Mia had asked several times for a baby brother or sister.  Until a sweet family with a little dark haired boy moved next door.  

Daniel and Mia were inseparable.  

“Prim and proud she’ll wave her young and independent hand this morning and say “Good bye” and walk with little lady steps into the school house.”

It was  Pops that cried the first day of school when he waited with her at the bus stop.  They had always had a very special close relationship.

“For five full years now I’ve been her sage and Santa Claus and pal and playmate and father and friend...”

Mia had her “Mommy time” with Gloria but as Mia aged, she liked to fish with Pops.  She enjoyed being in the kitchen with him.   At age ten Mia called out her first order to Pops that day taking the first step of creating ‘their special language' they talked to each other to this very day in the kitchen. Mia sat at the table with her book watching the waitress in front of her, listening closely to the order.

She called out the order to Pops loud and proud.

Pops glanced down at the order that Ginny handed him, as Mia recited in her own language what the customers wanted.  He smiled at her, it made sense to her, and to him.  

“I’m on it, MJ!” His voice boisterous.  Little Mia learned the menu and started calling out all the orders to Pops. 

His mind drifted to Kyle.  Mia’s first serious boyfriend.  The one he had basically thought he was so proud of Mia for finding.  Kyle appeared to have it all.  He came from a good family, and he appeared like he loved Mia.  

Pops mentally took off his rose colored glasses and looked at his daughter’s relationship with him.  

Pops saw all the warning signs he had been oblivious to the first time around.  The sadness in his daughter’s eyes, she was trying to hide.  The crash dieting.  Mia wasn’t insecure before, but he now saw all the hints of it.  And he had been afraid to ask. Why did he not ask her what was wrong? When he had such a good relationship with his MJ.

“Today she’ll learn for the first time not all who smile at her are her friends….”

Mia found the courage in herself to end that relationship.

And with the ending of that relationship ended another one.  Daniel’s father was transferred to North Carolina.   Mia was devastated with her friend moving away.  But, it was very short lived, as Daniel’s father Jonathan let Pops know of a restaurant that was for sale in their area, that would give Pops the chance to branch out completely on his own and have his very own place.  

Pops took a chance and packed up his family and moved to North Carolina and bought that little restaurant that the community now fondly known as Pop’s Place. 

He remembered the first time he saw Mia interact with Jaiden.  The two were very friendly with each other talking and laughing.   Jason Brooks elbowed him.  

“There is something special blooming between those two.”

Pops laughed looking at the two of them again.

“I doubt it seriously.”  

Mia’s dance card was full, between Drake Walker, but Pops had his money on Liam Rys walking away with Mia’s heart.

“Twenty bucks says they’ll be dating before the end of summer.”  

“You’re on Brooks.”  

Pops lost that bet.  

Watching the love blossom between his daughter and Jaiden made him feel young again.  The love and the heartache.  

The sweet little gestures of love and understanding.

*^*^*^*^*^*^* Fast Forward a year after the wedding *^*^*^*^*^*

"I think I finally got it right now. Hi MJ, hey Jaiden. Can you all hear me now?”

"We can hear you now fine Hey Pops, where's Mom?"

"I'm here, I had to take dinner out of the oven."

They talked for a few minutes.

"MJ you look like the cat that ate the canary. What's going on?"

"So we didn't agree on how to do this.  We both wanted to tell you face to face but we didn't want to wait until Thanksgiving."

She looked at Jaiden.  He smiled nodding.

"Mom, Pops…..”

Pops saw the tears in Mia's eyes.

"What's wrong?"

She held up a single picture.

Both her parents screamed in joy.  

“It’s a boy!!!”  

“We wanted to tell you sooner.”  

Jaiden’s eyes filled with tears, as Mia leaned into him.  His grip tightened around her.

“We had to wait a little bit, because we had some complications. I had to take some time off work. But we’re okay now.  All three of us.”  

“This is the best news I’ve ever heard!!!!” Pops was laughing and crying at the same time. 

“You can't tell anyone yet. We’re telling Jaiden’s parents a little later on this evening.”

"We understand."

“So that means Pops, when we have the baby you’re getting on a plane and flying out here.  Mom’s not going to let you drive cross country.”

“It will be fun, we could rent an RV like we did that summer.”

“NO Pops. NO!!!”  Gloria and Mia exclaimed in unison.

“That summer was a nightmare, Jaiden.”

For MJ, when it was time, he got on that plane.  The simple man who lived between North and South Carolina his whole life, had raised a girl that loved adventure, and was living her life now in California as a fashion designer  with her successful architect husband, and about to give birth to their first child.  

Jaiden walked out of the delivery room with a proud smile on his face.  

“He’s here.  Six pounds and two ounces and twenty one inches long.  He’s perfect in every way.”

Jason went to hug his son.    

Later that evening, Pops and Gloria went in to see the baby.  

Mia had been in labor for over twelve hours, but you couldn’t tell it from the serene smile that was on her face, as she held their first child in her arms.  

Jaiden took the baby from her arms.

“Pops, meet your grandson.  His name is Kaiden…. Kaiden Riley Brooks.”

(Author’s Note: yeah…. I know, I said Riley Brooks would never exist in a place where my MC is not named Riley…. But you know…. I had to mix things up. Technically this is NOT your Riley Brooks.)

Pops held Kaiden in his arms.  The little baby opened his eyes to look at him. And in that moment Pop’s life was changed again by another little baby, this time, weighing six pounds  and two ounces.  

He kissed the top of his head gently rubbing Kaiden’s head full of dark brown curls.

“We finally got our boy Pops.”  Gloria whispered as Pops rocked Kaiden in his arms.

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Time flies as time always does.  Pops and Gloria were visiting during the first week of school.

Pops grip on Mia’s hand tightened as she held her youngest child Luna on her hip, watching little Kaiden walk down the driveway to the bus.

Mia softly gasped as Kaiden stopped, turning around to her, and  waved goodbye to her, and his little sister, and his Poppy; Mia was holding back tears.

“I know how you feel.”  

“Does it get easier Pops?”

“You’ll always see him….them the way you do now.  They will always be your babies. It’s how I see you. I’m so proud of the woman you’ve become Mia.”

“Thank you Pops.”

“So, world, I bequeath to you today, one little boy… in a little blue and gold uniform…. With two hazel eyes and a flash of curly brown hair that bounces in the sunlight when he runs.

I trust you’ll treat him well.”

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[heyitsani]

I Will Hold Onto the Afterglow

Word Count: 2240

Rating: Teen and Up

Warnings: Tooth-rotting fluff

Pairing: Jason Todd/Dick Grayson

Notes: This is a total fluff piece that I finished because @hedgebelle requested some soft Alpha!Jason.  So blame Hedge.

This is part of my Conversations in the Dark series, but can really be a stand alone if you want.  But should you want to read the other pieces, you can read them here.

You can also read this on AO3 here

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It took a moment for Dick to figure out what exactly had woken him.  The sun was just starting to stain the sky with reds, oranges, and yellows, filling the room with just enough morning light to see more than just shadows shifting.  And Jason was still a warm, solid line pressed against his back with one arm bent to rest under his pillow and the other slung low against Dick’s hip.  But those reasons only served to show him he shouldn’t have woken up so suddenly.  And there definitely had to be a reason since sleep had been so much easier to achieve this pregnancy and Dick found himself eternally thankful for that. Another pregnancy like James’ was not something he wanted to endure.  Nor did he want Jason to experience that particular stress again.

But in the early morning stillness, he still wasn’t sure why he had awoken the way he had.

And then he felt it.

Just under the hand he had resting on his swollen belly, a small nudge.  The fluttering of butterfly wings was a sensation he had been feeling for a few weeks now, but this kick he had definitely felt with his hand as well as his belly.

“Jay,” Dick whispered, watching his hand jump again.  When Jason made no movement to show he had heard Dick’s call, he tried again.  “Jason.”  Nothing. Sighing, he shifted and glanced over his shoulder.  “Jay!”

And that was enough to jolt his mate into the waking world, causing him to sit up abruptly with wide, panicked eyes.  “What’s wrong?  Is it the baby?!  Is it James?!”

“Jay,” Dick rolled onto his back, amused with Jason’s reaction.  Without further explanation, he grabbed his mate’s hand and placed it on the spot where he had been feeling the kicks.

And then he waited.

He waited and watched Jason’s panic turn to confusion and then suddenly morph into amazement.  “Is that…?”  Dick nodded with a wide smile.  His pregnancy with James had left him feeling so miserable all of the time that he hadn’t wanted anyone to touch him.  Looking back he wasn’t sure Jason had ever gotten the chance to feel James kick. Dick knew he personally had never taken much joy in the feeling.  It had only served to make him more uncomfortable.

Now though?  Apparently, they would both get the chance to fully enjoy the things had they hadn’t been able to last time.

“Wow.”

Dick watched Jason stare at the place where his hand sat on Dick’s stomach, feeling and watching the movement.  His scent blossomed into something flowery, soft and rare, something reserved only for Dick and James.

And now their daughter too.

Which reminded him.  “We need a name.”  Jason only hummed in response, moving to rest his cheek against the spot where the kicks were slowing down.  “I thought we could do a family name for the middle name again but not for the first name.”

“That sounds good. Grayson-Todd carries enough weight as it is,” Jason said softly, looking at Dick with the most peaceful of looks. And though he was engaged in the conversation, Dick knew his focus was on listening to the baby in his womb.  “Mary?”

“Or Catherine.”

He watched Jason consider the option before his mate shook his head.  “I’d rather Mary.”  Dick tilted his head slightly and moved a hand to card through Jason’s hair.  “She might have raised me as best as she could given her addiction and the circumstances, but I don’t want our daughter to carry that legacy.”

“She would be her own person.”  Frowning, Jason turned his face to place a kiss against Dick’s stomach before pushing upright.  Dick remained silent as he watched the man look out the window, but he did push himself into a more upright position.

When Jason looked back over to Dick, the older man wasn’t surprised to see conflicting emotions swirling in his turquoise eyes.  “She will be, but I want her to have the name of someone who was good and loving.  One day she’ll ask about the namesake and she should hear about a mother who would have given everything for her child.”  Not one who would have given up her “child” for her next fix, went unsaid and it made Dick’s heart ache.

“Mary it is then.”

Jason only smiled and leaned forward, pressing his mouth to the corner of Dick’s in a brief kiss before standing from the bed and stretching his arms above his head.  “What does the princess want for breakfast today?  I’m going to go make sure James is up for school.”

Dick considered the options he knew Jason would allow him, a deep longing for his usual cereal striking him, before shrugging.  “Fruit? Whatever else you want to make is fine,” he rubbed a hand over his belly.  “She doesn’t seem to be craving anything in particular this morning.”

“I’m sure that’ll change in the next hour,” Jason teased before leaning over to give him another kiss. Then without another word, his mate was gone from the room and Dick was left pondering if he should hop in the shower or just stay in bed.

Before he could make up his mind, James was sticking his head into the room with a smile.  “Morning, Dad,” his son said, moving into the room so he sit down on the bed where Jason had just been sitting a few minutes ago. “How is she today?”  He questioned, carefully placing a hand on Dick’s belly.

“Kicking up a storm. She woke me up early.”  Dick laughed when James’ eyebrows shot up at a tiny jolt against his hand, tugging it away in surprise.  “Just like that.”

James just stared at his belly with wide eyes and Dick took a small sniff of the air to try and decipher what his son was thinking right then.  There was surprise, but there was also something a little bitter. Something that had been an undertone of James’ scent since Dick and Jason had revealed what had really happened with Dick’s pregnancy and birth of him.

“Jamie,” Dick said softly, leaning forward to place a hand on his son’s cheek.  He waited for the familiar sapphire eyes to look at him instead of his belly before he continued.  “Is there something you’re worried about?”  

“Does it hurt?  When she kicks?  Can she hurt you?”  And Dick didn’t mean to laugh at his son, he really didn’t.  But he couldn’t help it when such an innocent question was presented to him.

“No, baby.  No,” he chuckled softly with a shake of his head. “When I was pregnant with you, my stomach hurt all the time, so I didn’t get to enjoy these moments.  But now that I feel fine with your sister, I get to enjoy them.  When she’s bigger, I’m sure they’ll be uncomfortable and occasionally painful if she gets a rib. But no,” he promised, “right now they do not hurt.”

James didn’t look like he was fully convinced but would drop it none the less.  Dick had a feeling he would probably question Jason about it later and that was fine.  Jason was good at quelling any fears James seemed to come up with.  And he was also good at clearing up whether Dick was lying about how he was feeling or not in order to make someone else feel better.

“Hey you two.��� Speaking of the devil.  “Breakfast is ready.  You staying in here, Dickie?  Or you want to come eat at the table?”  Looking between his son and his mate, Dick thought about it.  

“How about we all eat here?” Jason gave him an unimpressed look, but it fell short when Dick saw the corner of his mouth tick upward.  His mate gave a nod and looked over at their son.

“Come on, kid.  Help me carry the food.”  James silently scrambled off the bed and followed Jason out of the room and Dick sighed, relaxing back into the pillows.  He might only be about sixteen weeks, but the pressure on his lower back was already starting to get uncomfortable.  As was the weight in his chest with each passing week.  He just felt heavy.

Not fat, just heavy. Like he had weights tied to him, dragging him down.  And even though he didn’t have a normal pregnancy with James, he knew what he was feeling was how most pregnant omegas felt while pregnant.  It calmed a lot of nerves to know just how textbook normal this pregnancy had been up to this point.

“Here you go, Your Majesty,” Jason teased as he reentered the bedroom, carrying a tray of what smelled like waffles and Earl Grey tea.  Despite Jason’s initial displeasure of Dick continuing his caffeine intake, he had backed off once their OB-GYN had told him that some caffeine was just fine. Dick smiled brightly at Jason as his mate placed the tray over his lap, puckering his lips to silently ask for a kiss. “Greedy,” Jason teased when he leaned down to give into the request.

“Eww,” James muttered when he entered the room and took up a spot at the foot of the bed, plate resting on his lap before handing the other to Jason.  “Can’t wait to have a sister who can be grossed out by you two with me.”

Dick laughed as he took a bite of his strawberries that sat scattered over his waffle and looked at Jason, who was rolling his eyes as he pointed a syrup covered fork at their son. “You remember these comments when it comes time for you to bring home a date for Dad and me to meet.”  James’ eyes went wide at the ominous threat and Dick just tossed a strawberry at his mate.

“Stop it,” he chastised Jason, who effortlessly caught the strawberry and popped it into his mouth.  “James, whenever that time comes, I promise I won’t let your Papa embarrass you.”

He was surprised when James snorted a laugh in response.  “Please,” he laughed, “you’re way worse than Papa!”  Dick’s jaw dropped in surprise and his eyes narrowed when Jason let out a loud laugh.  His mate simply kept laughing, trying to chew the piece of waffle he had in his mouth at the same time.  

“How am I worse than Papa?”

“You fawn, Dad,” James said as if it explained everything.  And apparently that was enough of an explanation for Jason because he kept chuckling as he ate, but Dick was still confused.  “You gush.  You get overexcited.  It’s just who you are.”

Frowning, Dick looked down at his plate and pushed a few pieces of waffle around as he considered what James said.  He didn’t say it like it was a bad thing, but now Dick wasn’t so sure.  Had he been making his son uncomfortable all these years without even realizing it?  Did people think down on him for the way he treated his son?

“Hey,” Jason’s voice broke through his downward spiral and Dick looked over at him.  “It’s not a bad thing, Dickie.  People love when you do it to them.  You don’t realize how many people preen under your attention.”

“But it’s apparently embarrassing.”

“I was joking, Dad,” James spoke up, voice hesitant and scent going sour with guilt.  “You really aren’t embarrassing.  I don’t mind it at all.  Sorry.”

Shaking his head, Dick sighed.  “You don’t need to be sorry, Pup.”  And though he meant it, he could tell James didn’t believe him.  There was a moment of silence before Jason stood and gave Dick a pointed look toward his plate.

“We need to head out James or we’re going to be late.”  His son looked over at the clock by the bed and groaned.  

Standing and rounding the bed, he pressed a kiss to Dick’s cheek.  “Bye Dad, love you,” he said before he hurried out of the room with his plate in hand.  

“You good?”  Jason questioned.  

Dick looked up at him and blinked a few times before nodding.  “I’m good.  Just hormones, I think.”  Jason hummed and leaned forward to give him a kiss.  “Are you home today?”

“Mmhmm,” Jason confirmed, as he pulled away and moved over to his dresser to quickly change out of the sweats and t-shirt into a pair of jeans and a black Henley.  Dick let his eyes drift over Jason’s body as he changed, enjoying the ripple of muscle and stretch of skin.  “I can smell that.”

Dick let out a snort. “Of course, you can,” he rolled his eyes.  “You can take care of it when you get back from dropping our son off at school.” His smile widened when Jason all but stalked over to him and claimed his mouth in another kiss, this one filled with much more meaning than the previous ones.

“You’re damn right I can,” he growled softly when he pulled away.  “That better be finished when I get back.  And you better be right there with a hell of a lot less clothing.” Dick raised a challenging eyebrow as Jason headed for the door when James’ papa! rang out, letting them know he was ready to go.  “Food done. No clothes.  Love you!”

Dick laughed as Jason hurried out of the room and didn’t stop even after the sound of the front door of the penthouse opening and closing hit him.

[fanficimagery]

Ba-by Vlog doo doo, doo doo doo doo

Summary: Imagine being part of the inner circle of friends that's known as the Vlog Squad. You've known Zane the longest, but his friends became yours instantly when introduced. You've been there for them through all their ups and downs, so you're not exactly surprised when they insert themselves into this next chapter of your life.

Words: 4.7K Warnings: Language.

For the passed few weeks you've felt like utter crap. You've had no energy, you were constantly nauseous, and the small bean growing in your womb caused a big fight with your boyfriend of three years that ended with him walking out on you.

Your friends have been calling and coming over to check on you, but you weren't in the mood to hang out, especially while they filmed their bits because it usually involved something outrageous and you didn't want to chance being hurt.

But apparently, Zane has had enough of your excuses.

[unlock ur door. omw.]

You had sighed at his text, but did as you were told. Then falling back on the couch, you awaited his arrival.

Fifteen minutes later, your front door is being opened.

"Baby," Zane groans. "What is you doing? It's three in the afternoon, you're still in pajamas, and you look like death."

You smile weakly at him. "Love you too, bitch. And I'm tired. I haven't been feeling well."

"Well get up and get showered. We're having a kick-back at David's and everyone misses you."

"I don't know, Zane. I honestly don't feel so good."

"It's because you've been cooped up alone all week. Now come on!" He steps around your couch and grabs your hands, he then yanking you into a standing position.

The moment you get your bearings and inhale deeply, you get a whiff of something that upsets your stomach. Gulping down the sudden rush of saliva in your mouth, you lean back with a grimace. "Zane, is that- why do you smell like bacon?"

"Because I got hungry. Duh."

"No, Zane," you say, stepping away from him and covering your mouth and nose with your hand. "I can't- back away. "

You cough and gag, and turn to rush out of the room. You've barely made it to the bathroom, falling to your knees and throwing open the lid to the toilet before barfing your guts out. You stay there until you're done vomiting, only to flush the toilet and fall back on your butt.

Zane is standing in the doorway, expression curious. "Y/N, what's going on?"

Shakily wiping your mouth with the back of your hand, your eyes tear up as you meet Zane's gaze. "I-I'm pregnant."

A beat passes and then the most brilliant smile takes over his expression. "Oh my god! My baby is having a baby!?" Weakly grinning, you nod and then stand to rinse your mouth out at the sink. After doing so, Zane pulls you into a careful hug. "Is that why you haven't been hanging with us?"

"Yeah. Well that and the fact that Dillion split after hearing the news. Apparently having a baby was too much for him."

Zane tenses and when you pull back to look at his expression your heart softens towards your friend. "I'm going to kill him."

You huff. "No you're not. He's long gone by now. Probably went back home to his mother in Texas."

"I can't believe that asshole!"

"What's done is done. Let it go."

"The others are going to be pissed, Y/N. I can't believe you kept all this bottled up."

"Let me tell them," you say. "The pregnancy has to be kept under wraps until after the first trimester is over, but the news about Dillion.."

"Yeah. Okay." Zane glances around and then, "Why wait until after the first trimester? How long is a trimester?"

"I'm a bit superstitious," you shrug, smiling sheepishly. "The first three months of a pregnancy are crucial. This is the time where chances of a miscarriage happening are at its highest. I don't want to tell everyone I'm pregnant and then something happens, and then everyone is walking on eggshells around me."

Zane hums. "I get that. But three months? I'm gonna die keeping this secret!"

"Shut up." You playfully swat at him, but then quickly backpedal when you get a whiff of bacon again. "Jesus. I've only known about the peanut for three weeks and he's already turned me against bacon. I really hope he or she doesn't make me eat weird shit."

"I don't know about you, but I'm excited to see you hormonal and crying at every little thing."

"Fuck my life," you groan. "This is gonna be a tough three months. Our friends are gonna be suspicious as fuck."

"Yeah they are. Now go get dressed and drive your ass to David's. I would drive you, but I don't want you barfing in my car."

"And if I barf at David's?"

Zane shrugs. "Food poisoning? If they ask about your absence, just admit to the breakup and make up an excuse about not processing it as quickly as you thought."

"You know what? That's actually not a bad idea."

"Obviously."

"Don't gloat. Now get going. I'll be there in half an hour."

"You better or I'm gonna stir the pot and convince the boys to fly out to Texas to confront Dillion."

"God you suck. Go. I'll be there."

The first three months pass fairly easily. The morning and afternoon sickness is easily remedied by your doctor, and now the sonogram picture weighs heavily in your hoodie pocket.

Zane has been a good friend through it all, he helping you keep the secret while keeping your friends all focused on what a dillhole your ex had been. But now it's time to come clean and you're on your way to pick up Zane who had asked beforehand if he could document your pregnancy.

As Zane settles in the passenger seat, he mounts his camera to the dashboard. "Are you ready for this?" He asks.

"Not really, but I'm tired of making excuses for not drinking and sleeping all the time."

"Alright, so just like we planned." He turns the camera on and after giving you a reassuring nod, you paste on a smile before both of you look towards the camera lens. "Hey guys, Zane here and today's video is going to be a little different. As you can see, Y/N is here with me and I'm sure you've all been wondering where she's been since she hasn't been in anyone's vlogs."

You wave at the camera. "Hey guys. Sorry for going awol on you, but I'm back and I've got some news to share."

You grin over at Zane and he practically beams towards the camera. "We're pregnant, bitches!"

You snort and swat at him. "I'm pregnant. Zane's just super excited and has been a great help these past few months."

"Girl, whatever. That baby is gonna be calling me daddy. Just you wait and see."

"God I hope not."

"Uh," he scoffs. "Rude!"

"Shut up. You still love me." He hums and you take over explaining the next bit. "Anyway, today's the day I'm finally telling my friends, but we're only going to record the ones I think we'll get a reaction out of."

"Josh Peck, obviously," Zane muses. "Then David, Natalie, and Jason."

"Carly and Erin."

"You also wanted to record Kristen, but she, Scott, and Todd are still on tour."

"I know." You pout. "I'll tell everyone else, but I'm not sure they'll be as excited and I don't want to record them and have it be awkward."

Zane laughs. "I can just picture Ilya blinking and not knowing what to say."

"Right?!"

The two of you laugh and then taking a moment to calm down, you say, "So yeah. That's what we're doing today."

"Oh! Show them the sonogram."

"Oh yeah." Pulling the picture from your pocket, you hold it up to the camera and Zane helps you so the camera can focus on the image. "That right there is the little peanut. I seriously can't wait until I can find out the gender. Zane wants me to do a gender reveal party, but I don't know."

"Uh.. were doing it, baby. No ifs, ands, or buts about it."

"I swear it's like he's the pregnant one sometimes."

"Mhm. So, viewers, sit back and relax, and let's get to telling people we're having a baby!"

"Oh my god. You're too much."

Instead of turning the camera off, Zane lets it continue to record with promises to chop down the footage when in edit.

Then as you're driving over to meet Josh at the hotel he's currently staying in while he's in town for a few photoshoots, Zane gets you talking to the viewers about your current situation and why he's taken it upon himself to help you out. You end up crying when talking about your break-up, but Zane cracks a few jokes that soon have you laughing.

At Josh's hotel, you grab one of the gift bags from the trunk of your car and Zane leads the way up to Josh's room. Once there, immediately seeing the camera, Josh's eyes narrow.

"What's going on?"

You and Zane laugh. "Nothing. I got you a present just because and Zane wanted your reaction."

"Uh huh. I'm not gonna open it and be attacked by bees, am I?"

"No."

"Okay. Good." Josh leads you towards the couch and you take a seat next to him while Zane sits across the two of you. "So what's the occasion?"

You shrug and hand over the bag, but before josh can open it, you say, "All of you guys have supported me while I've been going through this post-breakup funk and I just.."

"Just open the goddamn present!" Zane urges.

You snort and in retaliation Josh sluggishly pulls the ribbon off the bag handles. When Zane makes a noise of aggravation, Josh laughs and then pulls out the tissue paper. He reaches for what's inside and he's barely fully opened it before a beaming smile blossoms. "No!"

"Yes," you laugh, tears already filling your eyes.

"Really?" He asks, then reads the personalized indie aloud, "Plot Twist! Coming January 2020."

"Oh my god. Congratulations!" Josh hugs you, clearly excited. He gets even more excited when Zane hands over a sonogram. "Look at the little peanut!" He coos. "How far along are you?"

"First trimester is officially over," you say.

"Yeah? Who else knows?"

"Well besides baby's deadbeat dad, I was the first," Zane says. "And you're second."

Josh's smile falters, his gaze subtly darting to the camera before settling back on you. "It's okay to ask. Zane's documenting the good, the bad, and the ugly."

He takes a moment to gather his thoughts. "So I'm guessing Dillion didn't take the news well?"

"You'd be correct. We were having problems before I found out the news, but a surprise pregnancy really wasn't in any of his future plans."

"I'm so sorry."

"It's fine," you assure Josh, wiping tears from your eyes. "He took some time to think about what he wanted to do and baby Y/L/N will be solely mine when he or she is born. Dillion plans to sign away all his rights."

"Oh man." Josh reaches in for another hug and you sniffle into his shoulder. "Whatever you need, just let me know. I'll help you out as much as I can."

"You really don't have to, but I appreciate the thought."

Zane turns the camera off, setting it aside. "Okay so that's one friend down," he muses. "Who's next?"

"I don't know. Lets see who's available?" You bring forth your phone and immediately start texting your friends, side-eying Josh who keeps smiling at the onesie in his lap. You receive a few texts back, grinning. "So Carly and Erin are at David's. Looks like I can kill four birds with one stone."

You then bid Josh farewell, promising to keep him updated with your pregnancy and to call should you need anything. You let Zane take over the driving and end up at David's in no time. But instead of heading inside, Natalie waves you over towards the Tesla where they're getting ready to leave. So after grabbing four gift bags from the trunk of your car, you head on over while Zane rearranges everyone in the Tesla. Carly and Erin are moved into the back seats, Natalie is seated with you in the middle, and Zane sits in the passenger seat while David drives.

"Okay so what's the big deal?" Erin immediately asks as Zane films everyone present.

"Just hold on a few more seconds," you say while passing out the gifts. "You all have to open them at the same time. Well not David because he's driving, but I'm sure he'll know soon enough."

"Enough chatting and open the gifts!" Zane says.

The girls all laugh at his anxiousness, but they open the gifts nonetheless. You see when they pull out the onesies and unfold them, grinning as you see Natalie read hers and it takes a moment for it to click: And so the adventure begins. January 2020.

"Shut the fuck up!" Erin screeches from the back seat. "You're pregnant!?"

"What?!" David's head snaps in your direction as Zane cackles, but then he quickly stares back towards the road. Instead, he looks to Zane. "I'm gonna be an uncle?"

"Is this a joke?" Carly asks

"Nope. The eggo is preggo." You pull out the sonogram and pass it around. "I'm now four months along."

"Look at Natalie," Zane laughs. "She's crying!"

"You better stop those tears right now!" David jokes, glancing at his best friend-turned-assistant. "You're gonna make the pregnant lady cry!"

"Too late."

"I'm sorry!" She laughs, wiping her tears. "It's just- you're pregnant." Natalie beams, her excitement shining through her eyes. "We're gonna have a baby!"

"Uh excuse you," Zane scoffs. "You are not having a baby. We're having a baby," he says while gesturing between himself and yourself.

"Wait, what?" Carly exclaims and you sigh.

"You really need to stop telling people that you're my baby's father." Without even having to look around, you know your friends are curious about who the baby daddy really is. "This pregnancy is why Dillion and I broke up. He intends to sign away his rights."

"Oh fuck him," Erin immediately huffs.

You crack a smile and let Natalie grab your hand to squeeze. "Hey. Whatever you need, all you have to do is ask. We're here for you."

"Yeah," David says. "That kid of ours is gonna be spoiled as fuck."

The entire car laughs and you flash them a smile. "Thanks, guys."

The camera gets turned off and Zane turns around in his seat. "Okay so where are we going because our last surprise for the day is Jason."

"Uhh, nowhere in particular," David says. "I just wanted to drive."

"Well drive on back to your house because we need to get Jason's gift and take it to him."

"Oohh. What did Jason get? Or did we all get the same thing?"

"No. Josh got a onesie that said plot twist and the due date beneath it. You guys got the adventure onesies, Jeff got a shirt for Nerf that proclaims Nerf the cool older cousin."

"Aww!"

"Todd, Scott, and Ilya got bottles of Vodka, but the label on them says do not open until I am born. January 2020."

"And Jason?" David wonders.

"Jason got the most heartfelt gift," Zane chuckles. "Even I teared up when Y/N showed me."

"It's because I actually do have a father/daughter relationship with him. I know it started off as a joke, but it actually cemented into a familial bond. So I framed a sonogram in a picture frame that says hello, grandpa on top and I can't wait to meet you on the bottom."

"Dude," David says. "He's gonna cry."

"Counting on it."

SIX MONTHS PREGNANT

Walking into David's house, you can't help but smile at the all the pink and blue. It's the day of your baby's gender reveal, Natalie having set it all up since she was the one entrusted with the envelope from the doctor.

Out back there's a chalkboard where everyone's writing their names under whether they think the baby is a girl or boy, pink and blue cupcakes, pink and blue candy, and pink and blue balloons.

Everyone's dressed in white and the way the whole reveal is going down is that everyone will split into two groups and stand on either side of you. Then armed with confetti cannons, they're going to pop them so that the colored confetti arches over you. All the while, David and Zane are going to be recording and taking pictures.

"Wow. You've gotten fat." The words surprise you, however, the person they come from doesn't. Jonah.

"I'm pregnant. What's your excuse?" Those within hearing distance snort and laugh, and you grin at your friend. "Don't fuck with me, Jonah. My hormones are up and down, and my comebacks are meaner."

"Yeah, yeah. Don't mess with preggers. I got it."

You shake your head in amusement as he walks off, one hand resting on your hip and the other absentmindedly rubbing your stomach.

"Wow. You've really popped." Jeff joins you then, expression soft as he gently hugs you in greeting. Out of everyone, he was the one to surprise you the most. He had taken it upon himself to change your diet after finding out you were pregnant, and even got you exercising to keep you and baby as healthy as can be. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm good," you tell him. "I'm really excited to find out whether I'm having a son or daughter."

"Do you have a preference?"

"Nah. As cliché as it sounds, I'll just be stoked as long as he or she is healthy."

Jeff grins. "Nerf's little cousin is going to be perfect. Just you watch." Your baby kicking startles you and makes you wince, and you rub the spot you felt it at. Jeff continues to watch you. "You know, I never understood why people are obsessed with touching someone's pregnancy belly, but now I think I understand."

You chuckle at him. "Do you wanna feel? Baby is kicking right now."

He glances at you in surprise before slowly nodding. Then taking his hand, you press it to where the baby is more active and watch his facial expression showcase his awe. "That's freakin' crazy, man."

"Try being the one experiencing it. The first time I felt the kick, I started crying. Not because I was happy, but because it freaked me the fuck out. Jason had to console me." You laugh as you remember calling Jason to ask him if what you felt was normal. He obviously wasn't a woman, but he was married before and experienced everything with his now ex-wife.

"Hey! If Jeff gets to rub the belly, so do I!" Heath marches up, swatting Jeff aside and placing his hand where Jeff had his. Seconds pass and his eyes widen. "Holy shit!"

"I know."

"Alright, bitches, gather 'round!" Zane shouts, recording. Next to him, David follows with his own camera. "If you haven't written down your name under whether you think the baby is a girl or boy, do so now. David's decided to make things interesting."

"Yes because finding out the gender of my baby wasn't interesting enough," you deadpan.

"Shut up. Yes it is," Natalie says, coming up beside you and shoving Heath away from your stomach.

"So the way things are going down," David starts, "is that whoever guesses the right gender wins a thousand dollars."

Your friends cheer, with the exception of Natalie who can't play because she already knows what you're having, and after the hype has gone down it's time.

Standing out in the middle of the back yard, you wait patiently as your friends split up. Heath, Mariah, Natalie, Corrina, Josh, Jason, and Matt stand on your left while Scott, Kristen, Carly, Erin, Todd, Jeff, Jonah, and Ilya stand to your right. Everyone anxiously waits with their cannon in hand, and then Zane and David count down.

"Three.. Two.. One!"

The cannons pop.. and pink confetti rains down.

There's screaming and shouting, and tears immediately fill your eyes as you laugh joyously. Erin, Matt, Todd, Josh, Jason, and Jonah are more excited than the others- they being the ones who had guessed you were having a girl.

"Baby, you is having a baby girl. How are you feeling?" Zane asks, camera in your face.

"Like I'm gonna barf," you laugh. "Holy shit. I'm having a girl!"

NINE MONTHS PREGNANT

For the last hour and a half, you've been washing and folding baby clothing for the umpteenth time, and repacking your hospital bag. Lately you've been in the nesting stage and your friends found it rather hilarious.

Just after you've placed the hospital bag atop the changing table and have taken a seat in the rocking chair, a rather intense cramp causes you to lightly groan and cradle your stomach. You've been cramping since early morning, but you're still two weeks away from your due date so you think nothing of it.

Natalie soon enters the room, smoothies in hand. "Let me guess," she says, "you've been washing again."

You grin tiredly. "I feel so restless," you tell her, accepting your banana drink. "Thank you."

"No problem." Natalie then takes a seat on the floor, her back against the open door as she glances around the nursery. Each piece of nursery furniture was purchased by your friends and assembled by a professional. David, as a present afterward, got a mural of the entire gang painted on the wall and peering down into the crib. Half the group thought it was creepily hilarious, but you found it rather endearing. "So what's on the agenda tonight?"

Still rubbing your stomach, you hide your grimace behind the smoothie cup. "I, uh, I actually think I need to go to the hospital."

Natalie's head whips in your direction. "What?"

"I've been cramping all morning and thought they were Braxton Hicks," you admit. "But they've only gotten more painful and closer together."

"Holy shit, Y/N. Why didn't you say anything?"

"Because if you freak out, I'm gonna freak out. So stop freaking out!"

"O-okay!" Natalie quickly stands, taking a moment to center herself. "Has your water broken?"

"No." Your voice wobbles, but you quickly gulp down the knot forming in your throat. "Am I- do you thinking I'm overreacting?"

"Nope. But whether these contractions are the real deal or not, I rather have the nurses look you over and decide themselves."

"Agreed."

"Yeah. Okay. I'll just- I'll grab the bag." Natalie walks over to the changing table and shoulders the bag's strap. She then walks over to you and helps you out of the rocking chair. "I'll drive and you make the phone calls to everyone."

You hiss in pain. "Sounds like a plan."

          - X - X - X - X - X -

Waddling back and forth in your hospital room, you mentally curse your option to not have an epidural. Natalie has been a trooper, calling and texting your friends to let them know this was the real deal. You can't have too many people in your room before the actual labor takes place, so everyone plans to visit for a few minutes and then rotate with the others. For the birth, though, Natalie and Zane were staying.

"Knock! Knock!" The door opens and in walks David, Jeff, Zane, and Jason.

"Oh fuck you and your dumbass smile." The boys all laugh and Natalie hides her smile behind her phone. After all, she's been the sole target of your mean remarks since you've been admitted so she's just happy to see someone else targeted. "God I hope your daughter doesn't inherit your meanness."

"I'm so sorry," you tearfully apologize to David. "But if I hear your laugh one more time, I'm gonna punch you in the face."

"Aw baby," Zane coos. "Have they given you anything for the pain?"

"She decided against the epidural," Natalie advises them.

"Wait, what?" Jason asks. "Seriously?"

"I heard stories," you mumble. "The cons outweighed the pros, so I told the doctor I didn't want it."

"God you're brave," Jeff huffs. "I've heard horror stories."

"Not. Helping," you grit out when yet another contraction hits. Hissing, you stop pacing and bend over the side of the bed. Natalie rushes over and starts to rub the small of your back as you start to cry.

"And that's our cue," David says. "We'll send in the next group. Erin and Mariah are super stoked."

"That's because they're not the ones pushing a baby out of their vagina!"

Zane sticks around, planning to record part of the birth, but also knowing full well that he and Natalie are to stay near your head. You don't plan on having any vagina shots on film or picture.

          - X - X - X - X - X -

Thirteen hours.

Thirteen long excruciating hours and baby Wren Y/L/N has finally entered the world.

Natalie and Zane held your hands throughout the entire birth, letting your insults slide off their backs when their encouraging voices grew aggravating. Natalie took pictures and videos for Instagram when baby Wren was placed on you directly after being pulled out, and Zane excitedly cut the umbilical cord when asked if he wanted to. Baby Wren was then taken away to be cleaned up, weighed, and measured, and your friends gave you some privacy for the after birth and clean-up.

Now your two friends are dozing on and off in some recliners the nurse had wheeled in, and you're curled on your side as you stare at your sleeping baby in her bassinet right next to your bed.

A gentle knock sounds on the door and it opens to David's grinning face. "Can we come in?"

"Yeah." You tiredly wave him in. "Just be quiet."

The rest of the gang enter behind him, pink balloons and teddy bears in hand.

"Oh my god. She's adorable!" David gushes, already filming Wren as she sleeps. "Jesus, Y/N, you're a mom."

"Total MILF," Todd giggles. Kristen rolls her eyes and swats him upside the head. "Ow! What? I was joking."

"Whatever. Keep it in your pants, Toddy. I doubt Y/N is looking to get pregnant anytime soon."

"Try never," you muse. "Giving birth fuckin' sucks."

"But it's totally worth it. Right?" Mariah asks, touching Wren's tiny hand.

"Eh."

"Can we hold her?" Jason asks.

"Yeah. Go ahead. The nurse should be back in, in a few. It's close to her feeding time anyway."

Jason picks Wren up, gently cradling her in his arms. Seconds pass, and David and Jeff start to snicker at Jason's sniffling. "You're already loved so much, you have no idea. Welcome to the Vlog Squad, kid."

Everyone softly laughs and then take turns holding your baby. She grunts and yawns, and sucks on her tiny fist, and she has everyone wrapped around her tiny finger in a matter of minutes. As your own eyes then start to droop, they flutter back open when you feel a weight settling next to you on the bed.

"Hey, David."

"Hey, Y/N. How are you feeling?"

"Like I pushed an eight pound baby out of my vagina and haven't slept in forever."

He chuckles. "Just wait until you're all healed up. You'll look back on this day and say it was all worth it."

"I don't know about that, D. There's still months of Wren waking up every three hours demanding the tit. I don't know how I'm going to handle it."

"You'll figure it out. You always do," David says. "And when you're feeling overwhelmed, call someone. Everyone loves you and Wren, and I'm sure you'll have no issues finding a babysitter."

"Yeah. I guess you're right." Wren lets out a brief cry and you glance over at her, only to be met with Jeff's panic-stricken expression. "Quick! Someone snap a picture."

Your friends all laugh at Jeff, which only upsets Wren even more. She cries louder, but the sudden knock on the door and a nurse walking in causes your friend to sigh in relief. "Feeding time!"

"Alright, losers," you muse, slowly sitting up, "that's your cue to leave. Jeff, hand over Wren."

Jeff walks over and cautiously passes you the baby, he then lingering to brush his thumb over her brow. "She really is something, Y/N. Congratulations."

"Thanks, Jeff." As your friends all walk out with quiet reminders that they'll be back later after you've bonded more with Wren, you stare down at your baby tucked into the crook of your arm. "Well, kid, I would say it looks like it's just you and me, but I'm pretty sure all your aunts and uncles would say otherwise. Grandpa Jason was right. You have no idea just how loved you already are."

[whumpbby]

Unexpected side-effects huh? Who gets the first taste??? Maybe it’s Dickie, who had a rough day at school. Maybe some of the kids are mean to him, saying nasty things about his first parents (would he remember what happened? Or did it happen when he was real little?). Maybe Dickie asks Jay to be his new mama so nobody would say he didn’t have one... (((I’m living for this au btw. The only thing getting me through quarantine rn😭)))

Hehe, unexpected side-effects being his body deciding to maybe try and regulate his hormonal economy these days and start to pump along? 

Except, his hormonal economy was always rubbish so trying to regulate it lead to a new chaos. And it took a while for Jason to even notice - he was too happy with his new suppressants and not having to expect a random heat whenever going got though (and also with the way the going was good for a while) that he ignored the small ways in which hos body tried to let him know things were changing. A bit of a weight gain could be chalked up to less hectic lifestyle and better diet. Exercise could help him with that. The moments when he was a bit more emotional than he was used to? He finally had a sort-of stable living conditions, he had to simmer down probably. The sudden sensitivity to scents of others? He wasn’t used to living with other people, he was always alone, he will get used to it. 

And then came the night when Jason figured Bruce out, the morning when he confronted Bruc--- the Batman... and then ran from the room like a coward, dark fear tight in is stomach, mind racing with thoughts of escape - there wasn’t any defined fear, Jason didn’t expect Bruce to do anything bad to him, he knew that Wayne was a good man! He knew! Alas, his anxiety levels were steadily rising. Once he reached his room he couldn’t find a place for himself, he needed to dress - he couldn’t go anywhere in his pajamas! - but he couldn’t even start. It was terrible, he felt like... 

And then he heard a knock on the door, a puppy voice calling “Jay?” over a calm, but concerned man saying “Jason, can we come in? We need to talk.” 

...and he was going to throw up! 

Bruce barged in, because of course he did - Jason’s scent was all over the place and the noises form the en-suite were concerning enough to send Timmy off to get Alfred and get into the room. 

He found Jason bent over the toilet, puking his guts out, shaking and feverish, mumbling about feeling bad and not knowing where his socks were. Clearly, something was not right and Bruce prayed that it wasn’t his doing.

Jay ended up back in the clinic, with a couple IVs in his arm and a doctor revising his prescription, because no one expected that to happen! This time it wasn’t a stress heat (Bruce was grateful), but Jay’s hormones swinging wildly out of scale... he needed to recover and they needed to find him new meds, could Bruce make sure Jay will stay in his bed at the Manor and have peace and quiet for a while? 

Sure, Bruce could do that. They didn’t get their talk, but Jay was still woozy and out of it, and B didn’t want to stress him too much, so he backed off until then.

Of course, the media caught on and wild speculation blossomed over gasp, shock, did Brucie Wayne knock up the nanny after all???? :O Were they aborting? Pregnancy problems?! A rather distasteful business. 

Bruce was happy to tune it all out for now, happy that Jason was recovering and that his boys took to caring for him in their own small ways - Dick by bringing Jay snacks and making sure he was drinking water, Tim by reading him some of the pup’s favourite books, Damian by piling up his stuffed animals on Jay’s bed to make him feel better. It was adorable and the omega seemed to be soaking up the attention. 

And then one day Bruce walked into Jay’s room with a breakfast and found Damian cuddled up to the sleeping omega’s chest, mouth around his nipple, suckling contently. A drop of milk escaped the pup’s mouth and rolled down his chin and Bruce almost chocked. 

[pureimaginefic]

Before the fame and fortune the Backstreet Boys were just normal kids trying to make it through high school like everyone else. Like for most teens, high school is not without a little drama along the way. The series kicks off in the summer of '89 when a young Victoria "Vicki" McAdams is uprooted from her life in suburban Seattle, WA and moved crossed country with her divorced mother Elizabeth aka Lizzie, Vicki quickly meets a young, pre-fame, pre-BSB Brian Littrell.

the two become quickly acquainted with each other and romance begins to blossom between them, Vicki is then introduced to a whole new group of friends including Emily Anderson the sassy and quick witted girlfriend of Brian's close friend, the somewhat dimwitted and sometimes unintentionally insensitive Jason. Unfortunately she crosses the path of Lisa Jones, a popular girl with her sights set on the future popstar and her girl posse.

She also becomes friendly with the other future members of the pop supergroup and their girlfriends, the studious and overachieving Christina, the budding fashionista Sasha, the gossipy and brash Melissa and the level headed Kellie. Witness the future heartthrobs and their first loves charge through all the obstacles adolescence brings them, including teen pregnancy.

[ao3feed--bughead]

by saturnine23sunshine45

After Veronica Lodge moved to Riverdale, she thought she had an idea about the type of town this was. Full of pep, milkshakes, and cheerleaders. But the River Vixens aren't your typical squad.

Betty Cooper seemed to be just the run of the mill girl next door. But after Veronica talks to her for the first time, she realizes that Betty is anything but. Soon Veronica is pulled into a secret world invisible from the surface. Unplanned pregnancies, biker gangs, and --oh yeah-- cheerleaders committing robberies.

Pushed to the limit after Polly Cooper gets pregnant, the River Vixens decide to rob a grocery store to help her and Jason get away from the Coopers and the Blossoms. But the most surprising is Betty Cooper's tenacity and casual relationship to the biker gang the Southside Serpents.

Words: 1549, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Riverdale (TV 2017)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M

Characters: Veronica Lodge, Betty Cooper, Polly Cooper, Archie Andrews, Cheryl Blossom, Toni Topaz, Jughead Jones

Relationships: Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones, Cheryl Blossom/Toni Topaz, Jason Blossom/Polly Cooper, Betty Cooper & Veronica Lodge

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Crimes & Criminals, Cheerleaders, Robbery, Minor Archie Andrews/Veronica Lodge, Mentioned Southside Serpents Gang, Southside Serpent Jughead Jones

[bettycooperoutfitwatch]

1x07 Chapter Seven: In a Lonely Place

Guys. Big moment. This is my favorite episode of Riverdale. This episode is—as my bff would say—g9.

I just—

You know what, let’s go to the promo photos to truly appresh, this is important:

Note the visible and seemingly era-appropriate undergarments, the jeweled collar. The damask-looking olive skirt with what looks like a leaves motif. The pink bow on the belt, the pink heels. The pink sweater looks a lot like the blue one she wore during Chuck’s walk-of-shame in Body Double, but the sleeve lengths differ (the collars are v similar tho). 

Look at this rock. Jug’s dream is full of things he both wants (Betty’s affection, acceptance, a seemingly functioning family structure, stability, home, a fabulous turkey dinner) and does not want (an addict father, to have betrayed his best friend, to be the thing that’s rotten at the core). 

This kid kisses this girl once and suddenly his subconscious has them married and he’s tussling internally over whether this is a betrayal of his best friend?? While also struggling with his father’s alcoholism and attendant generational trauma?? The shades the layers the poetic cinema dot jpeg. 

This opening sequence is the greatest thing Riverdale has ever done.

Okay I’ll move on. 

You’re cute, we know this. The sweater has some waffle-knit details; we’ve seen Betty wear waffle knits before. 

We saw this rain jacket last ep! Note her gloves and her wellies with lining for warmth. So sensible, very practical. (She loses key necklace here and in the following scene.)

She puts her ankle boots back on for her (extremely cute, I melt, let me die) walk home with Jughead, though.

Now this intrigues. A semi-sheer blue plaid popover atop a dark tank top, dark wash jeans, ankle boots. I’d suggest that use of plaid here is indicative of her growing closeness to Jughead, who, as we’ve discussed, holds the deed on plaid in Riverdale’s style department (among our main teens at least). 

In fairness, we saw Betty in tartan pajama shorts in 105—but I don’t think that held the symbolic weight this instance does. Tartan is a super common motif in PJs, and sleepwear is not something we typically see outside the home (...another noticeable exception to come). Indeed, in that ep she’s getting closer to Jughead (they case Jason’s room during his memorial service, please recall), but this blue plaid popover really puts a button on their connection.

Aside: l o l at the set dressing posters, given the topic of conversation (Polly’s pregnancy).

(Look at these psychopaths) (Joke) (check out Alice’s nails, though)

You know what, I actually have a point to make here: Betty is her parents’ daughter—look at Hal’s button-down under a sweater and Alice’s...everything. They’re in coordinated shades of blue, all three of them. Polly’s in blue too, remember, hidden away in the Cooper attic—her blue Sisters of Quiet Mercy dress, topped with a Blossom-red cardigan...

THIS LEWK. The houndstooth bomber with the burgundy-plum sleeves? Y e s. That’s a jacket. We saw this purse when Betty visited Polly at the Sisters last episode. 

Summary: 4, with some switch-ups in jackets and accessories, and including a retro dream look courtesy of Jughead Jones III’s subconscious. 

Key necklace appearances: 3

That backpack: Yes! Backpack where you been for two eps, we missed u.

Best outfit: Honestly, Jug’s retro S mock-neck and his jaunty af whoopie cap, but I know I know this isn’t Jughead Jones Outfit Watch. So: Betty’s houndstooth bomber look.

And in that moment I thought ffffffffffffffff