#pairing: archie x veronica

[spermeboy]

pairings: hiram lodge x male reader

request: I don't know if you're taking requests or could I request a dom top Hiram Lodge and bottom femboy 19 year old male leader who is Archie's brother and Veronica's best friend and one night stayed with Veronica and catches Hiram in the kitchen naked and hard so he talks to his knees starts licking and sucking Hiram big cock and Hiram started Facefucking until he fills his mouth full of c** throws him on the kitchen table and fucking Reader hard by covering his mouth until he breeds the reader.

warnings: SMUT, anal sex, breeding, swearing, cum consumption, slurs.

Your brother Archie warned you about staying at the Lodge's house. He had some bad history with Hiram and was worried he may take it out on you while you were staying the night with Veronica, and in a way... that's exactly what happened. Once Veronica had fallen asleep, you were practically dying of thirst. You stumbled your way through the dark, making your way to the kitchen, your eyes widen in shock as you stand slightly away from the kitchen doorway submerged in darkness, Hiram Lodge was in the kitchen... naked and rock hard, full cock and balls on display.

You let out a quiet gasp and cover your mouth, trying to remain silent as you stay back in the darkness. Hiram turns around and immediately stares into the darkness where you hide, "Come out," he says firmly, in a dominant tone. You obliged and slowly step out of darkness and into the kitchen, you gently rest you arms against the marble island in the middle of the kitchen while Hiram leans his muscular arms against them on the other side. "You're Archie Andrew's brother, aren't you." He says through gritted teeth and disgust when he mentions your brothers name.

You slowly nod your head, lost for words, and be unable to speak partly because he scares you so much but also because he is butt naked, showing everything and anything to you, his cock is laying down on the counter. He slowly creeps round the counter, his cock swinging back and forth as he walks over to you. Once he finally makes his way over to you, his body completely towering over you, a surge of submission takes over your body. Something about his dark aura made you want to completely submit your life to him.

Then Hiram let's out a command that leaves you stunned and shocked, "get down on your knees and suck my cock like a good faggot, mi amor." He says in a seductive whisper to you, his thumb gently grazing across your lower lip. Without a fight, you slowly get down on your knees, your silk pyjama shorts ride up your ass giving Hiram the perfect over shot of your ass, once you are face to face with his cock you lift up his cock with your tongue while looking up at him, you take his cock immediately to the back of your throat. Gripping against his cheeks to hold yourself steady.

You slowly take your time, tasting every inch of his cock coating it all in your saliva. Your gags and moans just from cock sucking drives Hiram crazy, "If I'd known your were such a faggot for cock I would've done this ages ago!" He says while gripping your hair. Your eyes roll back as you allow him to take control and let his cock absolutely destroy your mouth. He grips either side of your head using your mouth as his personally cum dump, his cock twitches in your throat as he spurts out his cum filling up your mouth with his creamy cum.

A fulfilled smirk crosses your face as his cock flops out of your mouth, a mouth full of cum and it's the happiest you've ever felt. "Now swallow like a good boy!" He says while gently slapping your cheeks, you swallow his sweet cum making sure every last drop is traveling down your throat. He leans down to pick you up, laying you down on the marble island, grabbing your legs to keep them open and wide, revealing your tight pink pucker to him.

He spits down at your hole, using the tip of his cock rubbing it all over before pushing his cock past the tight ring of your hole your eyes widen feeling his cock open up your walls in a way like never before. He leans closer to you, hovering above you so you can stare up at him as he milks your sweet spot, "d-daddy!" You blurt out feeling his cock fuck you and destroy your hole. Hiram grips your throat choking you as he fucks you back and forth, he removes one hand from your throat and moving it down to your nipple tweaking it causing pleasure to run up and down your body.

With one thrust into your g-spot, you become a moaning mess to the point Hiram has to silence you by covering your mouth, "mhm!" You whimper out as he covers you mouth as continue to thrust up into you, fucking your hole to the point it's borderline abuse on your hole but you don't want him to stop ever but you can tell that it's coming to an end. "Faster!" You whimper out against his hand as he thrusts a couple more times before shooting his load deep inside you hole, letting out a loud groan "..fuck!" He lets out.

He continues to fuck his cum up into your hole with a few more thrusts, breeding your faggy boy-pussy before pulling out, he scoops you up and carries you to his bedroom and laying you down on the bed "round two in the morning" he whispers into your ear, kissing your cheek as he lays next to you.

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[sam24]

String Beans and Goldfish

Summary: Defending someone who everyone hates is hard. Especially when you're standing in front of a bunch of gang members and Mr. Serpent Hottie won't stop staring at you.

Pairing: Sweet Pea x fem!reader

*****

As soon as you walked through the door, you felt the piercing gaze of 20 something pairs of eyes on you. There was only one that truly mattered, but you pushed down your weird volatile feelings and cleared your throat, stepping up to Jughead.

“What are you doing here?” He raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t know you were into gaming.”

You rolled your eyes with a scoff. “Sorry Jughead, I’m not here to join this fun little club you’ve got going on here. I’m here to talk to you guys.”

“See Jughead, she’s probably here to tell us how stupid our club sounds. Literally who’s going to believe this.” Fangs whined.

You avoided looking at Fangs, because you knew exactly who would be standing right next to him.

“Honestly, I don’t give a shit about your club. I just need to talk to you guys about Reggie.”

You heard a collective groan among them at the name of Riverdale High’s star athlete, infamous among the Serpents for being a complete asshole.

“Why? You here to defend that dick? You his girlfriend or something?”

Shit.

You looked to where the voice came from, although you knew exactly who it was. You made eye contact with him, his eyes, cold and proud, staring into you intently, waiting for an answer. There was an emotion rippling through his body that you couldn’t quite put your finger on.

Anger? Jealousy? Both?

Sweet Pea remembered the first time he saw you- the drag race. You were leaning against the truck Reggie was sitting on, your elbow resting on Kevin’s shoulder, looking annoyed as you squinted in the sun.

You had taken a sip out of Reggie’s red solo cup, making a disgusted scrunched up face before shoving the drink back into his hands.

Sweet Pea almost smirked from his place on his motorcycle next to Toni, but remembered he wouldn’t be caught dead smiling at a Northsider.

He couldn’t help but steal glances at you the whole time, and he for sure as hell could see you looking back at him.

The second time he saw you was on the Serpents’ disastrous first day at Riverdale High.

You were standing off to the side behind Kevin, trying your best not to cringe at Veronica’s enthusiasm and Archie’s uncomfiness. Sweet Pea wasn’t even listening to whatever Veronica was saying, instead eye-flirting with you the whole time.

You didn’t say anything when Cheryl and Reggie made their dramatic entrance down the stairs, apart from an audible groan and an eye roll. But, he did see you pull the sleeve of Reggie’s jacket back when he tried to storm up to Sweet Pea, a glint of warning in your eyes. Reggie immediately backed down, and Sweet Pea scowled at the sight, a string of jealousy pulling in his stomach.

He later learned you were in his World History fifth hour class. You and Cheryl walked in late, accompanied by Principal Weatherbee. Cheryl holding a rag to her bleeding nose, and a bruise forming on your knuckles, and your seat was coincidentally the one right next to the one he sat in.

”Damn you must be one hungry chick.” Sweet Pea watched as you pulled out yet another pack of goldfish.

“Thanks, string bean.” You smiled, trying your best to cover up the rapid beating of your heart. “It’s one of my best qualities.”

He raised his eyebrows with a smirk. “It’s actually Sweet Pea.”

“Well, Sweet Pea, maybe you should take me to Pop’s one time and I can show you much I can eat in one sitting.” You said with a wink, a playful smile tugging at your lips.

And before Sweet Pea could flirt back, Reggie stormed over, narrowing his eyes at Sweet Pea, threat clear in his eyes. Before he could throw out an insult, the teacher interrupted, loudly telling Reggie to sit down.

He grudgingly did, but he spent the rest of class glaring murderously at Sweet Pea. And of course, Sweet Pea flirted with you even more because of that.

And now you were here, at an undercover Serpent meeting trying to defend him.

That filled Sweet Pea with rage.

“Look, string- Sweet Pea. I’m not trying to make up excuses for him. I’m just trying to show you his side.”

“Those sound an awful lot like excuses, sweetheart.” Sweet Pea sneered.

You tried not to choke at the nickname.

“Look, Pea, I don’t want to get in the middle of whatever sexual tension is going on between you two, but how about we hear what she’s gotta say.” Toni tried to reason.

“Thank you.” You sent Toni a warm smile, ignoring the first part of her sentence, before facing the rest of them.

“Okay look. I know, Reggie is an asshole. But deep down . . . he’s actually still kind of an asshole- you know what, I have no clue where I’m going with this, lemme start over.” You said with the wave of your hand. “Reggie’s going through a lot right now. His dad- let’s just say he isn’t the best father.”

You paused, thinking how to phrase your thoughts. “He’s going through a lot of shit at home, and-”

“So? That gives him a right to treat us like shit? Tell Reggie to get over himself. Other kids get abused, doesn’t mean they go around acting like dickbags.” Sweet Pea snarled, venom dripping from his voice.

You narrowed your eyes at him, getting defensive. “No, that’s not what I’m saying. I’m just saying- honestly I don’t even know what I’m saying.”

You looked down at the floor, suddenly feeling stupid. You kicked at the tile, your converse skidding on the floor.

“I’ve known Reggie for a long time, and what I’ve accumulated over all this time is that Reggie is terrible with feelings. When he’s mad, he’s angry. When he’s sad, he’s angry. When he feels like shit, he’s angry. It may not seem like it, but he’s really hurting inside. So he thinks the solution is to take it out on other people. And you guys are the perfect target.” You got quieter, the previous anger in your voice turning into sadness.

Sweet Pea suddenly felt guilty for yelling, which was a feeling he rarely ever felt.

“Look, guys. If you want to beat him up, go for it, he honestly deserves it for being so terrible.” You took in a breath. “But try not to kill him, please. He’s my best friend.” Your voice went down to a whisper at the end.

The kid next to Sweet Pea rolled his eyes. “Please. Save the acting, bitc-”

He was quickly silenced by the thunderous slam of Sweet Pea’s palm onto the desk.

“Nevermind.” His jaw clenched.

Sweet Pea’s eyes stayed on the desk, but he caught the slight smile on your face. He was too proud to tell you that he’ll try to go easy on Reggie, just for you, but you understood.

And that was what made you special.

Before anyone could say anything, Reggie’s voice echoed in the hallway, calling your name.

“You should probably go before your boyfriend gets mad.” Sweet Pea muttered angrily, falling even deeper into the dark pit called jealousy.

You turned to walk out the door, but not before looking Sweet Pea dead in the eye.

”He’s not my boyfriend, string bean.”

[lostgirlfandom]

Mother Dearest

Part Two

Pairing: FP Jones x Female!Reader

Warnings: None, afab reader

Words: 958

Summery: Mama Jones meets Betty

Previous | Next

The next couple of days were spent in bliss. While you hated living in a trailer, it was home. Your family was home. You made sure Jug and JB were going to school, especially after getting Jellybean enrolled in school in Riverdale. You had officially moved back home.

You even got your old job back while FP was working with Fred at Andrews Construction. You got back into the habit of helping Jug with his writing.

One day, when you picked up JB from school you went ahead and headed to the high school to pick up Jughead. You stood in front of the school, leaning against the truck with JB sitting in the passenger seat playing with her Nintendo DS.

As you stood there, you kept getting glances from other students as school was let out. You had your hands in your pockets of your jeans as you crossed your legs with Timberlands on your feet. A flannel was over an old band t-shirt, which you were sure was your husbands from when you first started going out. You also had a jean jacket over that to keep you warm.

You then saw Jughead step out of the school with a pretty blonde girl, a raven haired girl, and a red headed boy. You were pretty sure that was Betty and Archie. Betty you vaguely remember from a couple times she played with the boys when they were younger. You and her mother, Alice, did not get along. Alice was ex-serpent which didn’t settle well with you as you had been a serpent since around the same time as FP. You didn’t trust her after she refused to acknowledge the fact that she came from the Southside.

While you were proud of the fact that you were a Serpent.

“Mrs. Jones!” Archie yelled loudly as he rushed to hug you. You laughed as you hugged him back. You always saw him as a second son and he always saw you as a second mother. You were always supportive of anything the kids did.

“Archie! You’ve gotten taller since I last saw you.” You told him as you let him go and patted his shoulder.

“That’s what happens when you get older.” He sassed with a grin on his lips.

You smiled and smacked him on the back of the head, making it jerk forward and him to scrunch his face up in a grimace. You always hit hard.

You then looked over at Jughead and saw him with his arm around Betty’s waist. You raised an eyebrow and Jug rushed to introduce the two girls. “Mom, I don’t know if you remember Betty, but this is Betty Cooper. My girlfriend.” He said kinda slowly as if he didn’t want you to know. “And this is Veronica Lodge.” He introduced the Hispanic girl on the other side of him.

“Hi, Mrs. Jones.” Betty said with a smile on her face. You smiled back and shook her hand that she held out.

“Hi, Betty. Yeah, I remember you. You sometimes played with the boys when you guys were younger. You guys can just call me Y/N. I don’t mind.” You turned to Archie. “I think I’ve told you multiple times.” He shrugged with a innocent smile. You laughed.

“Jughead, you didn’t tell me your mom was a badass.” Veronica said as she reached out her hand to shake.

You smirked and narrowed your eyes at her playfully. “Well that’s because she’s my mom. Although she has been my role model since I was maybe 5.” Jug said with a tone of sarcasm at the begin. “Not that I don’t love seeing you Mom. What are you doing here?”

You grinned. “You want a ride home, Jug?” You asked.

He made an ‘oh’ face as he threw his arm around Betty’s shoulders. “I was gonna walk Betty home.”

You smiled. “I can drive you both. Come on.” You then turned to the other two as Betty and Jug headed to the truck.

I think Betty was trying to be quiet but I heard her as she whispered to Jughead. “She is so much easier to talk to than your dad.” He chuckled.

“You two good?” You asked the other two high schoolers. Wanting to make sure they got home safe.

Veronica answered first. “Yeah, I’m at the Pembroke and it isn’t that far. Bye guys.” She then made her way in the direction of the Pembroke. You then turned to Archie.

“You good, kid?” You asked him.

“Yeah, dad should -” He was cut off as someone spoke up from behind you.

“Y/N?” You both turned around and saw Fred standing there.

“Hey, Fred!” You smiled. You missed your best friend. You had been friends with Fred and FP since you were all kids.

“Hey, dad.” Archie said as he walked over his dad. Fred patted his shoulder as he glanced at Archie before looking back at you. You smiled as you shoved your hands in your pockets of your jacket.

“Y/N. You’re back.” Fred smiled big at you.

“Yeah, hopefully for good.” You told him. He went to say something else but JB decided it would be a good time to honk the truck horn loudly.

Archie and Fred jumped at the loud sound while you set your face in a grimace of agitation.

“MA!!!! HURRY UP!”

You turned around with raised eyebrows. “Forsythia Penelope Jones!” You said sternly.

She shrunk down back into her seat as Jug laughed at her.

You sighed as you turned back to Fred and Archie who were chuckling.

“Well, I guess I’ll see you guys later.” You turned to the truck and went to the driver’s side with a wave over your shoulder.

[itsnotyouithink]

HALLOWEEN ROMANCE

pairing: fem!reader x cheryl blossom

summary: reader goes to a halloween party and her crush on cheryl blossom continues.

warnings: smoking, underage drinking, parental abuse

a/n: happy halloween to all who celebrate & please be careful tonight!!

not my gif!

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Riverdale has spooky Halloweens. It may be from the haunting spirits that walk the streets and get a booth in Pop’s Diner on the daily, or just because it’s Riverdale — and Riverdale is spooky. The Devil’s holiday was a year long thing in the town. Everyday felt like Halloween for civilians of the small town. You felt like your life was the holiday on repeat — you were just dressing as yourself with a fake mask.

You felt like Halloween wasn’t much of a big deal. The only thing you truly liked about it was the dressing up. The iconic Mean Girls quote bounced off the walls of your brain when you argued with your brother as you two got out of the car, “In Girl World, Halloween is the one day a year when a girl can dress up like a total slut and no other girls can say anything else about it.” You quoted to yourself and your brother beside you who rolled his eyes.

Your brother, Sweetpea, had been ranting about how you dressed too sexy and exposed, afraid some guy was going to try to make a pass at you. You were dressed as Lola Bunny from Looney Tunes, a character you had admired since you heard about her. The costume was more exposed than you generally dressed from day-to-day. Short shorts, a crop top that was basically a sports bra and bunny ears. “Come on, Sweets! Stop being like this, you know I never dress like this.”

“So why are you starting now?” He squinted his eyes at you. You know his argument was coming from a place of kindness and being the protective brother he was, but it was still annoying.

“Just give me a break, please?” You huffed, “By tomorrow, I’ll be back in my cute little Betty Cooper dress with a Serpent jacket, don’t you worry.” You rolled your eyes and poked the sides of your brooding brother who just rolled his eyes once more.

Then a thought popped into his small mind.

“You’re dressed like that for Cheryl Blossom.” He snapped his fingers in front of your face. The two of you were walking down the crowed driveway of Thistlehouse. It was the night of Halloween, and Cheryl Blossom had decided to throw a Halloween bash.

“I’m not.”

“You so are.”

“No I am not!”

“You’re blushing and everything!” He laughed and pointed at your blushing cheeks at the thought of your crush on the schools most popular girl. You have had a crush on Cheryl since the closing of Southside High and the enrollment to Riverdale High. You were expected to hate her because you were a Serpent, but you couldn’t help but be completely drawn in by her.

You never said anything about liking her to her ever, especially once she started dating Toni Topaz — one of your old kindergarten best friends. Your friendship had died out even if she was best friends with your brother and mutual friends.

The two of you got to the front door before inviting yourselves in, quickly seeing your close circle of friends by the corner.

“Y/N! Look at you!” Kevin whistled as the duo got closer. You blushed as your friends complimented you each, Veronica squeezing your arm, “Damn, you look hot!”

Archie rolled his eyes before taking Veronica by her hips and back into his chest, “Yeah, Y/N you look good. Great costume.” Him and Veronica dressed as Hercules and Megara.

“Thanks, Arch.”

“You look amazing, Y/N/N. I see you’re getting out your comfort zone.” Betty commented playfully as she took a sip from her red cup. You lightly chuckled before noticing her outfit as well, her and Jughead dressed as Sandy in the latex suit and Danny Zuko from Grease, “I could say the same to you, Betts. I see you’re in the last musical number of Grease.”

“Don’t I just look positively dashing in my costume?” Jughead sarcastically said, pushing out jazz hands towards you, referring to his Serpent leather jacket and sloppily slicked back hair. You rolled your eyes before taking the drink Sweetpea handed towards you, “Sure, Jug. Sure.”

After that, the group fell into light conversation that was filled with laughs and jokes. “I see Choni is back together.” Veronica commented, taking a sip of her alcohol as she eyed the ex-couple.

“What?” You furrowed your brows before glancing towards Sweetpea and looking behind you at the sight. You knew you never had an actual shot with Cheryl, but the fact she wasn’t dating Toni anymore helped the hope that filled in your chest that maybe, just maybe, she would like you back.

You felt like you couldn’t compete with a girl like Toni Topaz, who was perfect in every way.

Cheryl and Toni had a couples costume. The redhead was Poison Ivy while Toni was Harley Quinn. They looked perfect.

And yet.

You sighed and turned back around with a shrug, “They’re Choni, how could they not?”

No one else knew about your crush on Cheryl besides Sweetpea. It was stupid for you to tell him because he constantly made jokes about it and teased you til the sun rose. You expected him to hate you for it, but it was the opposite. He hadn’t seen you so head-over-heels for someone since your ex-girlfriend from Southside High, who thankfully got transferred to Seaside High. That relationship was the definition of a heartbreak mess.

“Have you guys seen what Ethel is wearing?” And just like that, the topic was dropped.

—

After you danced with Veronica and your friends a few times, you went outside to get fresh air and away from the sweaty bodies and atmosphere that surrounded you. You found a door by the dining table that lead to the quiet outside porch. When you slid the door open, Cheryl Blossom was leaning against the wooden railing with a cigarette between her fingers and a face of confusion.

You thought about going inside but as soon as you turned, she spoke to you. “You can join me, if you want. I don’t bite.” She took another hit from her cigarette before her arm hung over the side of the railing lazily, she blew the smoke with a soft cloud.

“I didn’t take you as a smoker.”

She shrugged, “Daddy smoked all the time before he died. So did Jason.” she cleared her throat, looking off to the dark, midnight distance, “I don’t usually smoke.”

You nodded before taking your spot beside her, your forearms leaning against the wooden banister like she was. She held the cigarette in front of you, offering it to you. You took it before placing it in your lips — you felt her watching you. “I didn’t take the golden girl of the Southside as a smoker either.”

You blew the smoke from your lips easily, “I grew up in a biker gang, what did you expect?” The two of you lightly giggled before you shook your head, “I actually got smoking from my father too. He does it everyday, all the time. Our trailer, clothes, furniture — all of it, smells like his cigarettes. They’re so normal that you even get burned with them.”

The redhead rose her eyebrows before glancing towards you, who now looked into the midnight distance. You glanced at her, her brown eyes melting into your own. “I tend to overshare.” You airily chuckled before passing the cigarette back to the redhead.

“According to Toni, I don’t share enough.” She quietly scoffed. You smiled towards the redhead with a smirk, “Aw, trouble in paradise?”

She rolled her eyes at you, “Shut up.”

“I was just joking, Cheryl.” You laughed at the small pout on her lips. “If you, like, need to talk .. I’m here.”

She looked over at you and sighed, a few beats of silence, “I broke up with her because I was attracted to someone else and I couldn’t disrespect Toni with having feelings for her and someone else. And .. we didn’t plan on going as Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn together it just . . . happened.”

You couldn’t lie and say your heart didn’t sing at the fact she was indeed single and she had a crush on someone that could be you. “What’s the problem besides an accidental couples costume.”

“I’m not sure the girl I like, likes me back.” She looked at you with masked hopeful eyes. She wanted some type of clue to see if you liked her back, but you kept up tall, guarded walls around you when it came to romance and relationships. There was a rumor you had a thing for Veronica, but that was quickly denied. But even after that, the towns most strategic and sneakiest gossips couldn’t get to the bottom of who the golden girl from the Southside wanted to truly date and fall in love with.

You glanced at her with a shrug, “Tell her you like her. If she doesn’t, then she’s simply a fool.” You left it at that and walked back inside where you felt like you took your first true deep breath.

“Y/N! Where were you? We should dance!” Veronica took your hand and tried guiding you into the pool of sweaty, drunk high schoolers but you were pulled away by your other hand and pushed into someone.

You were pulled into Cheryl’s chest, you hands on the side of her shoulders to catch yourself.

The next thing you knew, she had her hand on your cheek, a hand on your waist and her lips on yours. It was warm, and gentle, a kiss you had been dreaming and imagining about since the middle of sophomore year. “Are you a fool, Y/N?” She mumbled when the two of you pulled away.

You cheeks were red, your pupils were dilated and your skin burned with her touch. “I suppose not, Blossom.” The two of you smiled before she kissed you again, and again, and again.

The entire night was filled with dancing, Cheryl Blossom with her hands on your waist as you refilled your cup of alcohol, and the never ending teasing of your friends.

Maybe Halloween wasn’t as terrible as you thought it would be.

[thirstnotes]

| Rivals To Lovers - Clark Kent - Part Ten - Competitive Clark, (Feat. Bruce Wayne)|

Pairings: Clark Kent x AFABBlackCurvyReader

Warnings: possessive Clark, jealous Clark, Clark Kent in love, Petty Clark, "Morals? What Morals?" Clark, language, smut, minors DNI, dirty talk, mild exhibitionism, general pettiness, oral, Dark Manipulative Bruce, pure nonsense and rambling thoughts tbh, thirst

If you don't like it, don't read it.

"Hooking up" with Bruce and "fake dating" Clark had you feeling a little bit like Archie

Yeah the redhead in the comics and that one CW adaptation

Except your Betty and Veronica were tall, hot, unusually fit men that felt the need to be quietly petty

Like you hadn’t notice

"Bruce!" you squealed with a laugh as his lips attacked your neck. Penthouses were a new source of entertainment ever since that man entered your life.

He was very insistent upon them

Maybe it was just that rich dude life

Maybe he was constantly trying to impress you

Maybe he just liked to fuck you against the window without any repercussions

At the moment, however, he was very insistent upon being cute on the balcony with you

You never pictured Bruce being warm and fuzzy, but he'd surprised you many times before

Besides. You liked seeing this side of him

"Y/N," he purred back, broad hands smoothing past the silky opening of your robe. You slid your hands over his and pulled them back out, during which he used the leverage to weave his fingers with yours.

"Will you stop tryna show the metropolitan area all my goodies?"

"If they were able to see you, I'd have you inside," he hummed back with a smirk. You rolled your eyes and pecked his lips.

"Maybe they can. I know people that fly news choppers."

Not to mention people that can fly without the use of a helicopter.

"Aren't you shy all of a sudden," he purred up at you, his eyes holding yours with an unspoken knowledge that made you feel more exposed that you wanted to admit. "It's kind of cute."

You stuck your tongue out at him and he touched the tip of his to it. You scrunched your nose at him and he laughed before attacking your neck with kisses again.

You had no way of knowing Clark was watching

You also had no idea he was beyond head over heels with obsessing over you

You were getting ya groove on, Stella

Bruce just be petty

Anyway. Clark was just as bad.

"Hey Bruce," you fumbled out, trying your best to ignore the sexy superhuman making a meal of you.

"Busy?" he asked, the intentional question missing you entirely as your focus was on Clark's warm, swirling tongue tickling your clit.

"I...not particularly," you said, your eyes meeting his. A smirk played at his lips, eyes rolling back to his work. He'd absolutely heard him and he was being pretty petty about it. Particularly when he'd deliberately sucked the sensitive bud of your clit into his mouth just as you were responding.

"Odd. I thought Kent would be hovering around you like he always is," was Bruce's snide reply, though it was Clark's light snort that made you laugh a bit.

"You sound a little jealous," you taunted lightly, aiming the comment at the both of them. Clark's eyes cut up to you again and he pulled back with an intentionally obnoxious smack that made you bite your lip and hope your phone didn't pick that up.

"I am a little bit. He seems a bit taken with you," Bruce laughed softly. It took all in you not to swallow your tongue when Clark had shifted to press his thick shaft through your folds.

"You think so?" you exhaled casually, glaring weakly at him as he loomed above your face, arm resting above your head.

He was so fuckin petty

His eyes held yours as he swept into you with smooth, deep thrusts, warm, dry lips dipping to peck yours every now and then. It was too fuckin good to feel bad about the pout in Bruce's voice.

"You're right. Maybe I am a little envious since he gets to be with you all the time."

"Valid. But you know, you're worrying an awful lot for somebody who's not my boyfriend either," you purred with a cute laugh, though it was more from Clark's lips brushing yours. His hand shifted your leg to angle over his as your hips rocked together. It felt like a reward.

Bruce let out another breathy laugh and you felt a little guilty for how much it turned you on. Especially when Clark started quietly competing for your attention by nibbling on your neck.

These fuckin men

"Is that an invitation?" he purred at you, leaving a pause for you to take for your own use.

"...Are you asking for it to be?" you swallowed, the delicious pressure of familiar pressure building steadily as Clark picked up his pace. You felt him throbbing inside you, probably just as excited as you were about your naughty antics. Of course he was getting off to the fantasy of fuckin Bruce over.

"Answering a question with a question. Touché."

"I'm ruthless, remember?" you laughed, testing the waters on both ends with yet another sassy question. In truth, you were trying to swallow the groan that was working its way into your throat. Because Clark's thrusts were greedy now. You quietly gasped when one of his thrusts hit a particularly sensitive spot. You were really getting the sense that he wanted you to hang up now.

"I noticed. Why else would you be gasping and groaning in my ear like that?” You paused, your blood running a bit cold.

"I'm not judging you for using your toys, but to do it when I can't touch you. That's low," he continued, light humor and longing in his voice.

You swallowed, eyes meeting Clark's. You knew he'd heard that. The wicked smirk was evident enough. The way your body reacted made you hate yourself. It felt entirely too fuckin good.

"I...Um. I'll talk to you later."

"...Do you have to?"

You paused, thumb so close to the red phone on your screen.

You could've pretended not to hear him.

Just could've hit the damn button and hang up

But nooooo

"Bruce Wayne. Are you telling me to touch myself to the sound of your voice?"

"That too far?" he asked, amused. Clark stroked you idly now, carefully studying your reaction. He made you sick sometimes.

"Can't lie. It's kinda hot," you said aloud, though you weren't certain who you were even talking to at that point, but both seemed to be very pleased by your reply. Clark kissed your neck with lingering pecks, destroying your train of thought. "What are you doing right now?"

"About to go into a meeting," he said casually, the background voices testament to his claim.

"You're incorrigible."

"You haven't hung up yet," he purred, the smirk evident in his voice.

Your eyes rolled shut. You were already starting to tighten around the Dick of Steel. You weren't gonna last much longer if they both kept this up.

"You're gonna be late."

"Then cum or hang up."

You wanted to smack him

Well

It was kinda adorable and hot

Clark's strokes slowed to a dangerous crawl, the tingling pressure of being on the edge rising in your loins. You tried to buck a bit to make him speed up, but his hips held you in place. You were gonna die. You let out a frustrated laugh.

"Well?" Bruce said, his tone matching the daring look Clark was giving you. The dangerous look in his eyes making you throb. You swallowed, giving him quiet permission to keep going.

"I...."

You let out an audible gasp when he pressed deeper into you, the wave of edging enhancing every roll of his hips into yours. A friction that was steadily increasing in speed. He was eager. Needy. Starving.

You couldn't lie. So were you.

It didn't take him any time at all to have you making desperate, wanton sounds. Gasping and groans that you barely recognized as your own slid past your lips as you clung to him, hanging on for dear life as he pounded you mercilessly into the mattress. There was absolutely no chill. Just pure 100% concentrated pettiness.

You knew it was to make a point. Without even saying it, he was laying claim to your pussy. It was his. He knew this. You knew this.

The lady in 2B in the apartment below probably knew it at this point...and she wore a hearing aid.

You were gonna have to apologize for that later

With wine

The mattress squeaked unforgivingly beneath you, making you briefly wonder about the integrity of your bedframe, but that soon left your head when it all hit you at once.

A pleased hum shook from your throat as he rode you through your orgasm, chasing his own. Your body twitched a bit from over stim, but you didn't want him to stop. He was making you see stars.

Bruce breathed a small, breathy laugh, reminding you he was still there. "I liked that more than I'm willing to admit."

He sounded a little frustrated

But your mind was still dizzy with ecstasy

You barely even registered what he said while Clark was filling you to the brim

These fuckin men

"I know you did," you gasped out with a satisfied laugh, laughing a bit louder when Clark rolled so that you were resting on top of him. He smiled up at you, pecking your lips gently. "Now go to work."

"I will when I see you this weekend," he smirked, hanging up before you could respond.

Fuckin Bruce

Clark rolled his eyes, but he was too damn smirky to take seriously

Afterwards, you saw him off before having a quiet day to yourself, having a nice hot bubble bath and catching up on your favorite shows.

Your phone started ringing and vibrating, prompting you to get up with a smirky groan. You weren't sure which one was calling, but.

But.

The masked man in your room, holding your phone was neither of them.

"Let's go for a little ride."

(Part 9)

(Part 11)

[samdeancass]

Requested by Anonymous

Pairing: Veronica Lodge x reader

Halloween Event

Halloween Masterlist

You were sitting at a table in Pops with Archie, Jughead and Betty whilst Veronica ordered.

"This is my favourite time of year. The leaves are falling from the trees, the air is getting colder and the nights are getting cosier. What could be better than that?"

"Pumpkin spice latte, anyone?" You all jumped out of your skin when Veronica suddenly appeared at the table. "Jesus, Ronnie, seriously. Give us some warning next time, would ya?" Jughead held onto his chest as Archie chuckled from beside you.

"Never mind. This is my favourite thing to come out of this season. Thanks babe." You kissed Veronica on the cheek as she slid in the seat beside you, passing piping hot cups all round.

You took a sip of your latte and instantly melted into the seat. "This. Is. Just. Amazing." Sighs of contentment followed as everyone took sips of their lattes.

You smiled as you watched your girlfriend and best friends laugh and chat with each other. This is the way that you always wanted to spend the early autumn, surrounded by the people who are most special and closest to you. It made the season so much more special to you.

[no-fate-but-what-we-make]

Staking A Claim | Reggie Mantle

[gif is not mine; all credit to the creator]

Word Count: 1K

Pairing: Reggie Mantle x Fem!Reader, 2nd person POV

Description: Nobody knows the two of you are dating, until Reggie decides to stake a claim

Warnings: implied sexy things, sneaking around, intimidation

A/N: I’ve written something similar for Frausto from All American, but I wanted to change it up and reuse the idea. No spoilers, as this is just a snippet of time that takes place at Riverdale High and I’m only on season 3 of the show

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You stepped out of the women’s locker room after football practice, your sore muscles aching with every step. You were snug in Reggie’s ‘Riverdale Bulldogs Football’ hoodie, the thought of wearing it in plain sight giving you a little thrill. Nobody knew the two of you were together, and if anyone were to ask about the slightly bigger size to the hoodie, you knew you would just lie and say you’d ordered a bigger size because you wanted it. Not that anyone would ask you about it; being the only girl on the football team was enough to intimidate about two-thirds of your class. It didn’t matter that you were only on the football team because there wasn’t anyone else who’d scored more points than you - or because you wanted the off-season practice outside of soccer - running with the football team gave you a different kind of power in the Riverdale High hierarchy.

Hot Killer by Julia Wolf played through your headphones as you sauntered down the hall to the student lounge, hoping to grab a VigorAde from the vending machine before heading home. You made no acknowledgement of the people there, heading straight for what you wanted.

*~*~*~

“D’you think she can hear us?” Kevin Keller asked, eyeing your turned back.

“Even if she can, what makes you think she’d say anything to us?” Betty shot back, looking to her boyfriend for some support.

“Sometimes I wonder if she realizes that people think she’s scarier than Cheryl Blossom, pre-Toni,” Jughead mused, running a soothing hand up and down Betty’s thigh.

Reggie shifted uncomfortably in his seat, hoping he wasn’t giving anything away. “Guys, she’s not that bad. Serious and intense, yes, but not that bad.”

Archie scoffed and rolled his eyes. “Normally, I’d agree with you about one of our teammates, but she’s just built different. I don’t care that she’s the main reason we beat Centerville last week or that she’s captain of the women’s soccer team when the season is over, I agree with Jug: she’s scary.”

“I’m telling you you’re wrong.” Reggie could feel his anger and frustration rising, unsure why he wanted people he considered friends to like her.

Veronica arched a perfectly-manicured eyebrow. “Methinks the football player doth protest too much.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about!” Reggie huffed, leaning forward. His gaze flickered to your back for the briefest of moments but of course Veronica caught that.

“Vee is right,” Betty muttered, sitting up a little straighter as she put her detective brain to good use. 

“What aren’t you telling us, Reg?” Archie prodded, joining in on the questioning.

“I-”

*~*~*~

You smiled to yourself when your favorite flavor of VigorAde dropped down from the machine. You opened it, taking a long swig as you debated whether or not to grab something to eat. It was a stall tactic more than anything; you knew when people were talking about you and this time was no exception - except for the fact that your secret boyfriend happened to be among them.

Your playlist started on the next song, but you subtly pressed pause, wanting to be able to hear what was going down behind your back. You could hear Reggie defending you, your heart constricting at the warmth spreading through your chest. Betty and Veronica were right, you thought, taking another drink of VigorAde, Reggie was definitely protesting too much for someone claiming to just be defending a teammate.

“What aren’t you telling us, Reg?” You heard Archie ask as you finally turned around.

Your gaze met Reggie’s as he opened his mouth to respond. “I-”

“He isn’t lying to you, Andrews,” you cut in, drawing attention to yourself now. “There’s nothing to tell.”

Reggie’s eyes narrowed as he studied you, and you couldn’t tell if he was hurt or confused or both. The two of you had previously made a pact to keep your relationship a secret, but lately he’d been hinting at the possibility of going public. “Like hell there isn’t,” he growled, standing up and stalking towards you. To anyone else it would be scary or intimidating, but you knew Reggie better than anyone - even Moose, he’d confessed to you one - and knew that this was all just for show. He reached out and placed a hand on your cheek so softly that it took every ounce of your willpower not to close your eyes and lean into his touch. “Care to tell the truth?”

Calmly, you reached up and grabbed Reggie’s wrist, taking his hand off your cheek. “You really wanna do this right here, right now?”

Reggie shrugged, a hint of a smile playing on his lips. “It’s as good a time as any, I’d say. Unless you’re scared?”

The challenge in his tone had you rising to the occasion, always fighting to prove yourself and Reggie knew that. “Me? Scared? Never.”

“Prove it,” Reggie smirked, both hands grabbing your hips and pulling you flush against him. “Kiss me. Show everyone you’re mine and I’m yours.”

“Okay, okay,” Kevin’s voice rang out as he stood up, reminding you that it wasn’t just you and Reggie in the student lounge. “This has gone on long enough, and I, for one, don’t want to be witness to whatever the hell this weird sexual power dynamic is that’s happening.”

You rolled your eyes. “Oh shut up, Keller.” That interruption had been all you needed to get your shit together, dragging Reggie down for a public heated kiss.

When the kiss ended, Reggie pressed his forehead against yours as he tried to catch his breath. “Fuck,” he whispered, swallowing hard, “that was-”

“I know,” you replied, giggling. “Guess the cat’s out of the bag now, huh?” You peered over your no-longer-secret boyfriend’s broad shoulders to marvel at the shocked faces in front of you. “What are you all gawking at?!” You questioned, your intimidating persona back with a vengeance. 

The group got up to leave and Reggie turned to his friends. “I’ll catch up with you later.”

Once it was just the two of you alone in the student lounge after hours, Reggie took your hand and led you to the couch, sitting back and manspreading so you had no choice but to straddle him. His hands returned to your waist, sliding up underneath his hoodie. “Now,” he murmured, his voice thick with lust, “where were we?”

[darwinquark]

hello, hello i am extremely new to riverdale (and jeronica) and while i may have devoured your story in approximately five seconds flat, i noticed it's the only one you have for the pair. do you have any other favorite authors/works for these two? pls help i'm in so deep

embarrassingly late answering this, I'm so sorry! I'm a crappy person to ask this unfortunately because I got into jeronica fic super early on and haven't had a lot of time for keeping up with newer fics (try and put that time into writing), so all my recs are on the older side! but a few of my oldie but goodie faves:

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(if you're a dan x blair fan at all, this is a must-read college-era jeronica fic!)

(honestly, anything by @thefudge is going to be 100/10 but that's my personal favorite, aside from her cursed colemila series which is one of my absolute favorite things in all its sticky, messy glory)

(finalfrontierpioneer in general writes such fun, lighthearted AUs and I feel like she writes such an authentic teen boy Jughead without the piles of angst/broodiness the rest of us tend to give him - she has an iceskating one that's super cute and also one where Ethel's crush on Jughead starts making Veronica see him in a different light that I really enjoyed, but the halloween one is still my fave for some reason, maybe because of himbo Archie)

honesty haven't read this in a WHILE but I just remember it being really satisfying/crisply written and true to their season one characters

very much an AU (heathers-inspired) but I love me some messy mean girl Veronica and bitchy loner Jughead, and the atmosphere/vibes of this AU are dark/fucked up and fun at the same time, which is such a tough combo to pull off (especially in jeronica fic, where I feel like people either go full angst or full fluff). really can't go wrong though with anything by @alicuntisms!

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I'll leave it there for now, but there are a bunch more fandom faves that've been rec'd in other people's posts that you should check out as well! Would just glance through the tag to find them.

[circlemidnight]

I just saw the synopsis for 7x10 jabitha investigating a mystery and barchie and veggie double date :(( i'm losing hope

Well we knew they would dip into old couples again? Possibly even with a weird Tabitha² love triangle with Jughead. Like Choni is the only sure thing right now. Also Tabitha is a great character and a much better protagonist than Jughead, so I'm excited for her to move the story along. Maybe we can pick up the pace on this murder plot finally and rescue Ethel too. And, I will just leave you with this:

When we kind of reset to the 1950s and we made that decision to go back to the OG comics, it was like that sort of informed what our storytelling would be and our storytelling really would be much more about dating, relationships, going steady, holding hands, and things like that, as opposed to the crazy Riverdale “oh my god, we’re in the shower” and all of that crazy stuff. It was a more innocent relationship type but we did kind of want to go back and think, before anyone is hot and heavy and ride or die — I don’t think anyone’s mentioned the word endgame yet in the 1950s because mercifully, it didn’t exist. One of the fun things about the 1950s is being able to see various pairings and various characters go on a date and casually date and not so casually date, and I can safely say that if you’ve only seen episode three, there is a lot more story between Archie and Betty and Veronica, specifically those three, and other characters that haven’t historically been matched with Veronica or Betty. So, there’s a lot more teen high jinks and romance to play before we lock into any endgames. [...] Lastly, you finally gave me what I’ve been asking you about forever: Jughead and Veronica having scenes together! I was living for them in episode three. What was the push for that? Was it because fans kept mentioning that they wanted to see them or were they just thrown together naturally since they didn’t get much time before? I think it’s a little bit of both. I mean, when we kind of did this soft reset, we sort of were like, “Okay, who haven’t we seen together?” We always love our typical sort of references and we started thinking of like, oh — and we love saying this in the Riverdale writers’ room and on the show, things like, “Oh my gosh, Jughead and Veronica are like the Arthur Miller and Marilyn Monroe of Riverdale High, the tortured writer and then the beautiful starlet.” And in the past, the little Veronica and Jughead content that we’ve had has always played great. We’ve just never gotten a chance to dig into that. So I can tell you that we are leaning into that and that that bubbles up in various times throughout the season, in a really fun way. It’s a fun pairing, those characters definitely have a spark.

(x)

and I will say that if things don't turn out the way you hope, there's a lot of talented people in this fandom that will create better endings for them. 💜

[saturnaftertaste]

thoughts on jughead and veronica as a potential romance?

so many! you know a couple of years ago i actually had a very intense jeronica phase. there is some REALLY good stuff out there and i like them a lot; unfortunately they fall short of the mark. the same way betty and archie together fall short. they’re just too conventionally well suited to each other that there ends up being nothing THERE…

like. okay if uve seen up to even just season 2 of riverdale it makes a really good case for betty/jughead and archie/veronica - lots of traditionally interesting dynamics and insane things happen between these two couples. take for example betty/jughead. their romance seems to follow the same sort of lines as nancy/jonathan from stranger things - investigative surburban princess x ostracized alternative “artist” (even though jughead does a lot of writing on screen, in the first couple of seasons he always seems to have a camera on hand like jonathan). they have a very intense connection founded on the fact that they have similar priorities, which means in a lot of ways they didn’t get together for romance reasons in the first place. them becoming a thing is a side effect of being in the same circumstance. however, because the first thing in their relationship is not their attraction to each other, this means that the specter of veronica and archie is always there. like. think about it; betty wants archie, and she’s jealous of veronica who has archie. jughead wants betty, and is jealous of archie, because he feels like a consolation prize.

on the flipside, archie and veronica are built on mutual sexual attraction at the very start and it peters off because they don’t have the same priorities/interests/way of thinking. in this way, betty and jughead are also looming in veronica/archie, because veronica is jealous of betty who is “good” which is what she wants to be and hates jughead who is always in archie’s good graces - part of the reason that veronica wants to be with archie is because he is so Good. the narrative frames her as an agent of “good” whenever she’s with archie, and much more morally grey when she’s with reggie/chad/whatever. so when jughead, who is kind of the boy version of her - smart, pretentious, and snarky - is still beloved by the girl she would like to call her best friend (betty doesn’t fully get on the b&v train until s2, and even then it’s mostly betty calling the shots in the friendship) AND by her boyfriend, jughead by transitive law is “good” and “belongs”, things that veronica desperately wants for herself.

still in that relationship, archie sexually wants veronica, but is feeling pressured to be with betty. unsurprisingly, archie also wants jughead, but in less of a “he’s my girlfriend” way and more like “i want to tie my wrist to yours so that if your wrist breaks mine does too” because he feels bad about abandoning jughead and the road trip for ms grundy (which maybe i’ll do a seperate post on) but not only that, the narrative like, actively draws parallels between jughead and the girls (he walked in looking for the girl next door, but all he found was me). jughead and archie are described in the description of riverdale’s first season as “best friends” and this carries forward all the to the last season where it’s literally just by name and nothing else, but the point is that archie’s attention and therefore loyalty is split between three people with very different agendas and roles in the story/in the town.

which explains why perhaps the lightxlight and darkxdark pairings don’t have much appeal; betty and archie together in s5+6 was some of the most boring romance i’ve ever witnessed. jugheadxveronica is written off as ludicrous in-narrative because veronica kisses jughead ONCE in the three years they know each other, and then when suggested to do it again (jughead paradox) it’s all work and no play. even s7 jeronica is written in a weird slanted light because 50sjughead is asexual (?) up until veronica actively expresses interest in him (?) which came out of nowhere and then was dropped as a narrative thread and only picked up several episodes later. s7 jeronica is also really boring in that they don’t even like each other’s opinions on things (which is true to the main timeline, by the way) but also there’s zero chemistry there.

my theory is that the reason jeronica as a ship had so much forward propulsion until s7 was because their most important scene was actually a polycule one - the spiteful kiss in front of a visibly upset archie x betty was what really made jeronica so much more interesting than the other ships to me, but if you go one step further and consider their unaltered characters in a long-term relationship it gets really boring really fast.

i would argue, actually, that a lot of this is the fault of the non-adaptation of jughead’s comic-canon asexuality. they try to fix it later with the 50s scenes in the sweet hereafter and the characterization of s6 -> s7 jughead, but even then we end up with the four splitting off their various ways. the reason no single-woman x archie andrews relationship is compelling is because the choice made between girls is what’s compelling, and throwing jughead in as another viable option for a relationship kills the tension between the three of them by making it a perfect four, which is why i think messy polycule/bettyjughead/veronicaarchie dynamics are much more interesting, because the original thesis (well, i make it sound way more serious than it is) of the archie comics b&v choice was the opportunity cost. date betty and lose the sexy rich girl. date veronica and lose the childhood sweetheart. throw jughead in the mix, and now you have a different, even more compelling story of mutual confused desires. but separating them based on light/dark and playing happy families with them based on that dichotomy of pairing is boring. at least in the long run, without the specter of the other two left out.

[cipher04]

Seeking Roleplay Partners

Note: Not replacing any current partners, just always seeking to add more partners.

About Me:

I am 18+ and will only write with partners who are also 18+

Willing to double as any gender, any pairing, any fandom

Prefers writing male characters in male x female relationships (will do AxA when doubling)

Enjoys romance and action in my stories

Laid-back, communicative. I will not ghost you!

Flexible writer, quality posts: post length varies depending on the plot and the post, but my typical range is 1-3+ paragraphs

Attempts to reply every 1-2 days, but will let you know about any unintended absences

Prefers third-person

Willing to play canon characters and original characters

Prefers long-term stories

Most of all, I enjoy writing and collaborating. I consider myself easy to get along with and being able to bring my writing partner joy with each reply is something that drives my passion for this hobby!

Open to nsfw

Bonus: Not required, but I enjoy sibling dynamics. Keep in mind, I'm talking about platonic sibling interactions. If we're doubling with OC/Canon, it could be particularly interesting for our OCs to be siblings. It increases the depth of our world and increases interaction between characters. Again, not required. 

You can add me on discord at fandomfan#0404 or send a chat or message if interested.

Fandoms:

Seeking partners who are willing to play a canon female character. I have plots, pairings, and ideas for each fandom that I list here.

I am not picky. I will not be upset if you do not portray the character with 100 percent accuracy. Please, do not expect that there will be pressure to be perfect. I enjoy it when my partner adds their own twist, anyway

Willing to double and play as anyone you want in return!

Canon characters that I am seeking a partner to play will be listed under the fandom

Fandoms:

Pairings that I am seeking are listed beside the character, but these are not the only pairings I am willing to do. Again, for your half, I'll do whatever you want.

Here is the link to the entire list of my fandoms: https://cipher04.tumblr.com/post/678212321698611200/muse-post

If you will play someone from my list below, I can play something from any of these fandoms if you so desire! There might be others I know about as well so feel free to suggest other fandoms too

Pirates of the Carribean

Elizabeth Swann (Will Turner or male OC x Elizabeth Swann)

Arrowverse

Supergirl(CW's Arrowverse) (male OC, Barry Allen, Mon-El, or Oliver Queen x Kara Zor-El)

Fear The Walking Dead

Alicia Clark (Male OC, Matt Sale, Jake Otto, or Will x Alicia Clark)

Nancy Drew (CW TV show)

Nancy Drew (male OC, Ace, Ned Nickerson, or Owen Marvin x Nancy Drew)

Riverdale

Betty Cooper (male OC, Jughead Jones, or Archie Andrews x Betty Cooper)

The Lost World (1999 TV series)

Veronica Layton (male OC or Ned Malone x Veronica Layton)

Marvel Cinematic Universe

Cassie Lang (2023 film - Kathryn Newton portrayal) (male OC x Cassie Lang)

Outer Banks

Sarah Cameron

If interested, you can react to my post or you can send me a chat. Thanks!

[a-walking-fandom-reference]

Since you have the Jughead Aroace support in your bio, Archie characters for the ask game

!! yay!

Favorite Character- Jughead!! one of chs of all time

Second Favorite Character- Sabrina Spellman

Least Favorite Character- trula twyst

Character I’m Most Like- jughead probs… i also am aroace and couldn’t be bothered and am very sleepy tired

Favorite Pairing- platonic pairing- so many betty and jughead, sabrina and jughead, toni and jughead, the core 5, sabrina and salem (sorry they are mostly jug based he’s my fav) romantic pairing- sabrina x harvey or archie x betty x veronica x reggie

Least Favorite Pairing- JUGHEAD X ANYONE

Favorite Scene- idk like so many i mean there are so many comics and a majority of them bring me joy i really like when they wear fun lil outfits tho or jughead is just an aroace mood

Rating out of 10- 8 1/2

Send me a Series and I’ll Answer

[natsudragneelgf]

Okay real quick here's Riverdale pairings I wanted but never got:

Archie x Toni

Betty x Toni

Veronica x Toni beyond the lopaz mass delusion

Tabitha x Toni

notice how I wish they let Toni out of her cage for more than like 1 season with Fangs?? anyway

Cheryl and Veronica I got my kiss but I needed toxic Yuri scissoring

ArchieReggie might as well have happened in my book. But we could have had more

Ethelhead more of that for sure

Jughead could have lezzed out with Fangs. There I said it

Jughead and Toni should have also given it another awkward untimely stumbling shot. For me

That's all for now 🤔

[no-fate-but-what-we-make]

Mistletoe Kiss | Reggie Mantle

[gif is not mine; all credit goes to the creator]

Pairing: Reggie Mantle x Fem!Reader

Description: It’s Christmas time in Riverdale, which means it’s the Lodge’s annual Christmas party, and a kiss under the mistletoe with Reggie yields surprising results.

Warnings: underage drinking, mentions of sex at a party

Word Count: 2K

A/N: Takes place mid-season 4, as that’s all I’ve seen of the show at the moment

- - -

The Vince Guaraldi Trio’s version of O Tannenbaum played softly throughout Apartment 330 at The Pembrooke, adding the finishing touch to the Christmas atmosphere both inside and outside.

You shrugged out of your warm faux-fur winter coat, taking care to brush the snowflakes out of your hair - beauty had its price, and that meant no hat or Snuggs to keep your feet warm. Beside you, Reggie handed his own jacket to Smithers who then retreated to hang them up. 

“Champagne?” A cocktail waitress asked, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.

“Thank you.” You smiled, grabbing a flute off the tray and taking a demure sip. Reggie followed suit and the two of you started making the rounds at the party.

“I’m so glad you two could make it!” Veronica gushed, bringing both you and Reggie in for a hug, her own glass of champagne in her hand that you knew was far from her first.

“I made Reggie pick me up ‘cause there was no way in hell I was driving in all that snow.”

You could practically feel Reggie’s chest puff up at your compliment. “Bella and I are always down to save a damsel in distress.”

Both you and Veronica laughed, but you knew there was more history behind hers. While you and Reggie had always just been friends, you were well aware of the feelings between Reggie and Veronica. It was no secret that Reggie was still hung up on her even though Veronica and Archie were trying to make their relationship work for the umpteenth time. You had managed to convince Reggie to come to this party tonight, if only to try to help him move on, but even now you weren’t sure that was going to happen.

“Where’s everyone else?” You asked, hoping to break the awkward silence.

“Check over by the tree.” Veronica pointed with her champagne flute. 

Reggie placed his hand on your lower back as the two of you made your way over to the elaborately-decorated Christmas tree, and you couldn’t help enjoying the contact. His touch was warm and solid, and it reminded you of just how single you were. You took a big gulp of your champagne, trying to relay to your brain that the hand on your back was that of your friend and nothing more. 

“You’re here!” Betty hugged you tightly in greeting while Reggie dapped up Archie and Jughead. You gave Cheryl a small smile, both of you nodding at the other as your own form of hello. 

“You’re all welcome - I had to promise to pick her up to even get her to consider coming to this,” Reggie joked, making you playfully swat at his arm when everyone laughed. “Am I wrong, though?”

“Don’t worry, you’re not alone. Jug just put snow tires on his motorcycle today.” Betty rested her head on her boyfriend’s shoulder. “Up ‘til this morning, I’d forgotten those even existed.”

You were about to open your mouth to say something when Moose and Kevin came out of the bathroom looking disheveled. Moose fixed the collar of his shirt while Kevin was busy rearranging his far-from-ugly Christmas sweater. 

“Make sure to, uh, mind the mistletoe,” Kevin murmured, a blush tinging his cheeks as he and Moose shared a look but staunchly refused eye contact with anyone else.

“Where is it?” Jughead gave a look of his own to Betty and you didn’t even want to think about what the two of them were planning for later.

“Above the fireplace. Odd choice if you ask me, but I’m sure the Lodges don’t want people making out all over their property.”

“As someone who just got done doing a little more than making out on the Lodge’s property with you, I can’t say I blame them - even if it was fun as hell,” Moose teased, making Kevin blush an even darker shade of red.

Everyone laughed at that, and you could finally feel the champagne starting to kick in. You placed your empty glass onto a tray when the next waiter came by and picked up another along the way. Appetizers were all around but nothing was appealing to you yet, and you were happy to sip champagne with your friends.

- - -

“I have an idea,” you whispered to Reggie after you’d caught him staring at Archie and Veronica for the tenth time in five minutes. “It’s crazy, but just hear me out.”

“Oh, boy, I’m gonna regret this, aren’t I?” Reggie rolled his eyes, grabbing some pigs in a blanket for each of you.

“Probably.” You took a bite of the food, happy to finally have something in your stomach after two and a half glasses of champagne. “I think…you should kiss me under the mistletoe.”

Reggie’s eyes were wide when he turned to face you. “I’m already regretting this, but go on.”

“You want Veronica, but she’s with Archie, right? So, let’s make her jealous. If it doesn’t work, we can blame it on the alcohol or pretend it never happened. But if it does, we can show her that you’ve moved on and it could force her to face her feelings for you if she thinks she can’t string you along anymore.”

“Hmm.” Reggie thought about it as he chewed his food, looking over at Veronica and Archie again. Archie had just said something to make Veronica laugh, and you could see Reggie’s jaw clench as he watched her lean into her current boyfriend. “Meet me under the mistletoe in five minutes?”

Your stomach dipped at the question as you nodded. “Five minutes.”

It turned out to be reasonably easy to get yourself over to the fireplace. Your holly green sweater dress was warm but the v neck and three-quarter length sleeves coupled with strappy heels and without tights was enough to leave you shivering and with an excuse to warm up. 

Some trays of cookies had been set out and you took it upon yourself to grab one of the red and green sprinkled sugar cookies, happy with the texture when you bit into it. 

Just as you were about to pick up another cookie after polishing the first one off, you felt a hand on your shoulder spinning you around. You sucked in a breath as your palms landed on Reggie’s chest. “Is Veronica looking?”

“Guess we’ll find out.”

You didn’t have time to think after that, Reggie’s lips colliding with yours in a kiss that took your breath away. His hand splayed out across your lower back, making sure you were flush against him; his other hand cupped your face gently before possessively gripping the back of your neck. You clutched at his bicep, unsure where to put your hands without causing even more of a scene than you were sure you and Reggie were causing with such a public kiss. 

The kiss ended much sooner than you wanted it to - a realization that surprised you. Reggie stared back at you in shock and you were sure the same expression had to be mirrored on your face. 

“Hold on,” you murmured, reaching for his lips to wipe away your lipstick that had transferred. “There.” You cleared your throat, looking away and staunchly refusing to make eye contact.

“Thanks.” Reggie looked over in Veronica’s general direction and you did the same, noting how upset she looked before excusing herself to her bedroom. 

“What are you waiting for?” You asked when Reggie seemed to hesitate. “Go talk to her.”

“Are you gonna be okay?”

Your stomach dipped at the caring tone in his voice and it took everything in you to nod your head. “Uh, yeah, of course.” You couldn’t help but stare longingly at Reggie’s retreating form as he chased after Veronica.

“Oh my god. What was that kiss?!” Betty whispered, sidling up to you and handing you a mug of boozy hot chocolate. “I didn’t know you and Reggie were together!”

“Thanks.” You took a sip, hoping the warmth would soothe your racing heartbeat. “We’re not. Uh, together, I mean.”

Betty gave you a look. “You don’t have to lie to me - I can keep a secret. You don’t kiss a friend like that. And besides, I’ve always suspected you and Reggie had feelings for each other; this just confirms it.” You must have given her a skeptic look because she continued, “You look at him the way I used to look at Archie before I figured out we weren’t compatible like that, but something tells me you and Reggie are the opposite of me and Archie.”

“Well, that kiss was just to see if Veronica still wanted him, so I don’t think your theory is correct.”

“Guess we’ll see about that.” Betty smirked as both of you watched Reggie stormed out of Veronica’s bedroom with her in tow. 

A wave of guilt hit you as you realize that you probably just broke up Archie and Veronica while also letting Reggie get rejected by his ex. 

“We’re leaving,” Reggie growled, taking you by the elbow and practically dragging you to the front door where Smithers magically had your coats ready to go. The valet had Bella waiting, too, and you started to get suspicious at the timing of all of it but the serious look on Reggie’s face silenced you. 

The drive back to your house was quiet, not even Christmas music coming from the radio to drown out your racing thoughts. Reggie stared straight ahead, white-knuckling the steering wheel on the freshly snow-plowed roads. 

Reggie shut off the engine in front of your house but neither of you made a move to get out. 

“So,” you said into the silence, “how did your talk with Veronica go?”

The muscle in Reggie’s jaw clenched again and desire shot through you as you remembered what it felt like to kiss him under the mistletoe. “It was…eye-opening.”

“What does that mean?” 

“It means she and I talked and she told me some things that I needed to hear.”

“Things like…?” You were even more confused, and now you were starting to shiver as the warm air began to dissipate with the engine off. 

Reggie let out a sigh, leaning his head back on the headrest and closing his eyes for a moment. “Things like how she and Archie are focusing on their relationship and how she and I are over for good…and how apparently it’s obvious to everyone but you and me that we have feelings for each other.”

Now it was your turn to be too stunned to speak. Part of you wanted to laugh at the absurdity of the statement, but another part of you knew that laughing wasn’t the right call here. “And she was serious?!”

Reggie looked over at you and your eyes met his for the first time since you two had left the party. “It’s Veronica - of course she was serious.”

The look on his face was too intense for you but you didn’t look away this time, your fingers playing with the skirt of your dress as a distraction. “Reggie…”

“I know, I know. Veronica is wrong, the kiss was a mistake. I know.”

“I wasn’t going to say that.” You wanted to reach for him so badly, but stopped yourself. “I…felt something when we kissed. I didn’t think I was going to when I suggested it but I haven’t stopped thinking about it.”

Silence engulfed the car once again, and this time you couldn’t stand it. You reached for your bag and opened the door, shutting it behind you as you got out and made your way to the front door. You could hear Reggie shout your name, the sound of his own car door shutting as he chased after you in the snow.

You paused at the door to rummage through your bag for your keys and it was at that point that Reggie caught up to you. He was out of breath, his cheeks pink from the cold. “I can’t stop thinking about that kiss, either. Can we try again, just us?”

All you could do was nod as you stepped closer to him. “Kiss me again, Reggie,” you whispered, winding your arms around his neck as he leaned down to kiss you.

[findroleplay]

About Me:

I am 18+ and will only write with partners who are also 18+

Willing to double as any gender, any pairing, any fandom

Prefers writing male characters in male x female relationships (will do AxA when doubling)

Enjoys romance and action in my stories

Laid-back, communicative. I will not ghost you!

Flexible writer, quality posts: post length varies depending on the plot and the post, but my typical range is 1-3+ paragraphs

Attempts to reply every 1-2 days, but will let you know about any unintended absences

Prefers third-person

Willing to play canon characters and original characters

Prefers long-term stories

Most of all, I enjoy writing and collaborating. I consider myself easy to get along with and being able to bring my writing partner joy with each reply is something that drives my passion for this hobby!

Open to nsfw

Bonus: Not required, but I enjoy sibling dynamics. Keep in mind, I'm talking about platonic sibling interactions. If we're doubling with OC/Canon, it could be particularly interesting for our OCs to be siblings. It increases the depth of our world and increases interaction between characters. Again, not required. 

Fandoms:

Seeking partners who are willing to play a canon female character. I have plots, pairings, and ideas for each fandom that I list here.

I am not picky. I will not be upset if you do not portray the character with 100 percent accuracy. Please, do not expect that there will be pressure to be perfect. I enjoy it when my partner adds their own twist, anyway

Willing to double and play as anyone you want in return!

Canon characters that I am seeking a partner to play will be listed under the fandom

Fandoms:

Pairings that I am seeking are listed beside the character, but these are not the only pairings I am willing to do. Again, for your half, I'll do whatever you want.

Pirates of the Carribean

Elizabeth Swann (Will Turner or male OC x Elizabeth Swann)

DC

Supergirl(CW's Arrowverse) (male OC, Barry Allen, Mon-El, or Oliver Queen x Kara Zor-El)

Fear The Walking Dead

Alicia Clark (Male OC, Matt Sale, Jake Otto, or Will x Alicia Clark)

Nancy Drew (CW TV show)

Nancy Drew (male OC, Ace, Ned Nickerson, Gil Bobsey, Detective Tamura, or Owen Marvin x Nancy Drew)

Riverdale

Betty Cooper (male OC, Jughead Jones, or Archie Andrews x Betty Cooper)

The Lost World (1999 TV series)

Veronica Layton (male OC or Ned Malone x Veronica Layton)

Bonus: I can also do Last of Us. I can play Joel for you (or other canon characters) if we double. I'd ask to do something in the fandoms above or maybe a second TLOU pairing if you can use one of the face claims from above for your character.

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[kyloren]

Regarding the Finale and the upcoming Season Two

So, I feel like the finale’s purposeful hinting that Jughead’s possible joining of the Southside Serpents might create tension between him and Betty — given that she obviously gives him a concerned look when he puts on the oh, la la~ jacket, which understandably dampens his spirits some, more on that later — is a sort of red-herring.

The same way the pilot queer-baited viewers, the finale is V→A→B→J-love-square-baiting the audience and stirring up drama just to keep us guessing until Season Two premiere.

The finale established Varchie and Bughead as canonical ships, with the former going from semi-dating to actual dating, and the latter being a solid supercarrier (is it? or is it still a dreadnought?). And while sure, both vessels can hit turbulent waters and, hey, Riverdale is an adaptation of Archie comics, so V/A/B tension is expected (although I have an inkling the A/B part of it might be just from Archie’s side) — we have been hit over the head so many times with the Jughead/Betty and Archie/Veronica soulmate parallels that I honestly think that the show-runners intend those two ships to be eventual endgame. Please, please let Bughead be endgame. #CrossingFingers #HopingNoOneJinxedIt.

But back to my original point; it being that I have a few theories regarding the Southside Serpents storyline. One of which is that Jughead will eventually accept being a Serpent — hopefully with Betty’s support, but maybe without — in order to uncover the truth about the drug-ring in Riverdale and clear the Serpents of the allegations. He and Betty are too much of Intrepid Reporters to let that one go. Plus, Betty’s speech to her mother and then later to the town hinted she will take the truth by its dirty underpants and drag it into the light. 

Maybe he won’t even join them in any official capacity, and his putting on the jacket was just the show-runners teasing the audience, but it was a very clear symbolic gesture that his allegiance is now with the Serpents and the Southside, and he will take their side over that of the people of the…err, I guess the Northside…? (Southside is still part of Riverdale, right? Does the better off side of town have a name?) 

Somehow I feel like Betty will join him on the whole support the Southside…side. *face-palms* being real eloquent here. But as much as I would want a serpent!Bughead with Betty going all ‘Full Dark, No Stars’ on everyone’s asses, I am fairly sure Jughead will ultimately return to Riverdale High after an indeterminate amount of time at Southside High. As much as the Southside accepts him, Betty was right in saying he is Riverdale and he will return to where he is needed soon enough. 

Plus, from a meta point of view, it is clear the entire core four is having some sort of Coming of Age storyline with Betty becoming a more confident person who stands up for what she believes in, Jughead coming to terms with his insecurities and finding both a place and the people he belongs with, Archie’s whole find-yourself arc, and Veronica unlocking a well-rounded-person achievement and becoming better, just as she promised to herself to do. So, Jughead’s season two storyline will obviously bring him back to Riverdale High. 

All in all, the show-runners are trying for Romeo&Julet, Westside Story vibe for Bughead in the finale, but ultimately I think it is Varchie that will play out the star-crossed lovers theme in Riverdale, given the blatant allusions to the Hiram Lodge-Fred Andrews antagonism, while Bughead will have a more Neutral Good take on the Bonnie&Clyde-esque Battle Couple of Justice and Truth.

If it wasn’t blatantly obvious already, I could probably gush about Bughead moments in Sweet Hereafter for another 3k words, but I shouldn’t. I really shouldn’t. Though I will say this: hand-holding while running through the forest is a pretty underestimated romantic gesture. And now, I’ll try to reign in the Yes, that is my OTP! vibes. 

Tangential observation, but I think the reason why Jughead was #WhenHeSmiles over the jacket was because it was concrete proof, along with the whole biker-gang spreading out at his doorstep, that what FP told him — “Serpents take care of their own” — wasn’t just him wishing on a star and stubbornly holding out on the law, but actually adhering to a code. So, Jughead got validation that his father wasn’t just being a stubborn moron and screwing himself over by not taking the deal, but was “sticking by his own”.

Side-bar: Who else teared up a bit when FP told Jughead in a roundabout way that he was proud of him; please, raise a hand? 

Also, I think that Archie and Cheryl might not have a romance arc, as much as a substitute-sibling arc where a lot of Cheryl’s unresolved feelings regarding Jason will be projected onto Archie, who actually is a legit good person and probably is the best choice to be their recipient. I just really want those two to bond, okay? 

In the same line of thought: Poor Cheryl. She needs a hug and some decent friends because her face in that scene where she was talking to Jughead and Veronica was about to ask her if she was okay, but was interrupted by Archie (or was it Kevin?) who ran there to tell them about Betty’s locker, well, it was just heartbreaking. Seriously #GiveCherylAHug2k17. 

I’m fairly sure that Hiram is behind Fred’s shooting. That’s the reason why Hermione was so keen on buying him out; she was trying to protect her friend-slash-ex-lover from her husband, who, need I remind you, had already used violent underhanded tactics against Fred before.

Also, I wouldn’t be surprised in the least if Hiram is involved in the drug trafficking and Clifford landing him in jail was his attempt at cutting Hiram out of it. But it might be just me. I tend to assume Hiram has his fingers in all the pies. All of them.

P.S. Can we go back to Jason, pls? In one of the first episodes Archie said Seventeen-years-old and how he will be remembered?, and when you look at Jason in hindsight, that line can’t help but break my heart. 

Although I tend to think of Jason as a Base Breaking Character given how much of his characteristics are expositioned via other people’s subjective opinions of him, so he is very much subjected to Alternative Character Interpretation, he turned out to be a pretty solid kid. I mean, I used to think Cheryl was just waxing poetic about her bro-bro, viewing him through rose-coloured glasses and all that, a point that seemed to have been confirmed in episode 3 with the score-book, but…maybe he wasn’t a wolf in sheep’s clothing like I assumed.

The kid got his girlfriend pregnant, wanted to do the right thing by her, loved her enough to defy his family (Fridge Logic moment, but if Jason and Polly’s babies are ultra-super-Blossom, something Mama Blossom was totes okay with, then why didn’t the Blossoms want him to date Polly? I get why Coopers didn’t want that. Hal is anti-incest and Alice is very anti-Blossom, but C&P are very cool-with-casual-incest parents, so Jason dating Polly wouldn’t have been that horrible a thought for them to swallow.), and started being a drug mule in order to get the funds for them to run away. Which, I guess, was how he figured out Clifford’s involvement with the drug trafficking. Maybe he wanted to do something about that, too; he did have drugs stashed in his getaway car. Jason wasn’t the most upstanding citizen, but he tried to do good and was killed for it. …just…poor kid.

P.P.S. Also, slight confusion over here at my end. Let me get this straight. Jason got drugs A from the Serpents to move them somewhere. Since FP claims they don’t deal with hard stuff, drugs A might be marijuana or something. Somehow Jason found out that Blossoms traffic drugs B, which might be cocaine or something equally hardcore. The same drugs he had stashed in his getaway car. But since the show insists on calling all drugs just ‘the drugs’ and using virtually identical packages in their footage, I am still not sure if drugs A≠drugs B. Give me evidence, I beg you. 

Rant over? Rant over.