#reblog : riverdale

[foolishlovers]

anything can be a good omens au if you’re unhinged enough

[dykejugheadjones]

you know you’re right when a dean girl blocks you LMFAO

[fadeintoyou1993]

so this is a crazy post for me to have made on october 8th 2024 which is International Lesbian Day and it just so happens to be glee tuesdays where i will be watching glee's 3x14 which just so happens to be the episode On My Way famous for when poster child of comphet lesbianism in 2010s teen dramas quinn fabray gets fucking hit by a truck while she is on her way to her high school classmates wedding who happen to be the girl she's been obsessed with for years & the doofus she used 2 date and convinced got her pregnant thru the bathtub. i got hit by a bus once after i left therapy and the doctor i had at the time was like. I think you're okay actually I don't think you need to be coming back here. and you know who fucking wrote that episode? roberto aguirre sacasa. yeah. the guy who made archie andrews gay. <- does any of this sound like someone who didn't have to keep going to therapy?

[jjskiaraa]

I think I’m going to make the silliest decision of my life and….rewatch….Riverdale….. I have not TOUCHED this show since 2020. And I promised myself I would never go back, but alas….

[sumquiasum]

Hiram's absence is so palpable, his shadow permeates the very texture of the town

[riverdale-retread]

This is for the Sweet Pea fandom which is like, I dunno, four people maximum probably on the planet.

Sweet Pea was so funny to me because everyone in the show acted like they expected him to be illiterate, but actually he read the local paper very closely and he cares very much about things like the school musical and the yearbook!

And his arms are too big for shirts of any kind, so he is constantly in a season by himself, as though he's not in the same timezone as Jughead Jones, for instance, who is wearing a flannel over a T shirt AND a hat.

[userlaylivia]

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[ncsdlr]

Pick and Choose - Blossoming Love

Riverdale

Warnings: cheating (I do not encourage this), CHONI, hints of depression, talks of past trauma.

Pairings: Cheryl Blossom x fem!reader

Word Count: 1566

AN: Well, I finished this way faster than I thought I would, so here we are. I hope this isn't as shit as I think it is. 😃

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A month. A whole ass month's worth of all this chatting, dating, and being clingy. You were so tired. You wanted a break, at least for a few minutes. In complete honesty, it wasn't all bad. You appreciated the gifts, the words of affirmation, and the romantic dates. All you wished for was a little distance. Everything was getting so serious so fast, and the fact that Cheryl made you feel so good about yourself didn't sit right with you.

Vulnerability wasn't your strong suit. It made you feel small. It made you feel like you were weak. So, to have someone act so close to you, made you feel things you didn't want to feel. "My love, what is on your mind?"

You tore your eyes away from the invisible speck on the ground and focused on your lover. You shook your head, "Nothing."

"I fear I don't believe that. Something else on your mind must have stolen your attention away from my gorgeous frame."

You internally cringed, not knowing whether to make an excuse or tell her exactly what was on your mind. "I'm just thinking of... things."

"Anything I can assist you with?"

You wrapped your arm around yourself and rubbed it on the bicep it landed on. Cheryl eyed your hand and squinted at it. "Not really. They're pretty mundane things."

Cheryl let you slide and opened her phone as it pinged. She grinned but rolled her eyes at the message she received. It read, "Fine, you win." Cheryl intended to ignore the message entirely, but then she got curious about how things would turn out. So, Cheryl being Cheryl, she let herself fall into the moment. "Meet me on our spot at Pop's."

"Dear, Y/N, I apologize, but I must leave. Something very important has come up. But do expect that once I get back to you, I will have very exciting news." Cheryl gave you a smile before she stood up and left, seemingly in a hurry. You didn't even get a word in, not that you minded.

Finally, peace and quiet. 

On second thought, your book gently fell back against the table as your mind wandered off somewhere no one would ever find. What could it have been? Cheryl would stay with you the whole day, and when she would tell you that she had to leave earlier, she'd let you give out a response before changing her mind and staying instead. You were so curious, it was, honestly, killing you. 

It took every fiber in you to take your book seriously. It was a good book. You didn't want to miss out. 

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Toni sat there in all her glory waiting for Cheryl's striking entry, wearing her serpent jacket. She had made sure to dress up the way Cheryl wanted her to, knowing that if she did, their chances of getting back together would be higher. When the bell attached to the diner's door jingled, she turned her head to it, visibly lighting up as she spotted her favorite redhead strutting up to her. 

"I knew you couldn't live without me, I am, simply, the best thing anyone could ever ask for. So, dear Tee-Tee, I hope you've prepared a speech to move me enough to take you back." Cheryl sat on the stool to Toni's right and faced her ex. 

"Cheryl, I know we both can't live without each other. I can feel it. it's like we're bound together by some invisible string that makes us tied to each other. Cher, we complete each other, and this past month without you has been painful as hell." The way Toni spoke was gentle and soft. Cheryl loved this about her Toni. Her Tee-Tee could match the sensitivity of a situation with her words, and that made Cheryl feel safe. Toni handled her with so much care and patience, and she fell in love with that. She fell for Toni so hard and so fast. 

Toni meant everything to Cheryl, and losing her might as well be the world's end. With Toni, it was all or nothing for Cheryl. It was either commit or don't commit. She wanted to commit. They both did, but for Cheryl, something came up. Sure, she still wanted Toni, but not as much as before. Now, she only wanted Toni at a certain level.

They love each other dearly. They cared for each other. But there was this large strain in their bond that made it seem like fixing things or talking it out would not suffice as a fix. They felt compelled to hear the three words they dedicated to each other again, but Cheryl had restraints now.

Then in the heat of the moment, Cheryl found herself leaning back against the counter while Toni pressed her body against her's for a big kiss. It was slow and passionate, something they'd been yearning to experience from each other again. Now that Cheryl had Toni again, everything else just didn't matter, or in Cheryl's mind, fuck it.

They found themselves in Cheryl's bedroom at the Thistle house, making out against her door like they would die if they stopped. It just felt so good. Their hips gyrated against each other, the moment proving to grow hotter by the second. As Cheryl's back hit the soft mattress of her bed all the while keeping her lips locked onto Toni's, it sealed their fate for the night.

When they awoke the next morning, they did their morning routine. They shower together while making no effort to keep their hands to themselves, cooking breakfast, and holding onto each other on their way to school. They were both still reeling off from their midnight escapades the previous night, so the world was pretty much blurred around them. Their focus remained on each other, not even bothering to hide their very couple-ly PDA.

You noticed, of course. I mean, they were everywhere and they were the talk of the school. Most students murmured about Choni being back together, while the smaller half muttered sick comments saying how Cheryl used you to get Toni back.

You weren't going to lie and say you weren't hurt. You were, but not as much as you should be. Were you hurt? It wasn't like you cared about Cheryl at all. It's not like you weren't just starting to get comfortable enough to open up to her. Funny enough, you were, actually, planning on telling Cheryl everything tonight. Oh, well. It didn't matter anymore. She finally had what she wanted.

You proceeded with your day like normal. I mean, nothing really changed, it wasn't a big loss. That's what you told yourself at least. As the day dragged on, you forced yourself together, squeezing your eyes shut for a few seconds before opening them again to relieve some of the drowsiness you felt. When all of your classes for the day finished, you headed to the library and sat down on the floor between two aisles of bookshelves, resting your head in the palm of your hands as you curled your knees up to your chest.

Life, for you now, is uneventful, other than the whole Cheryl thing. Your life before coming to the North side of Riverdale was hell, but it was perfect nonetheless. Your parents were there, your family, your grandmother, your home, your serpent family. It was all you knew, so when you had to move due to Hiram's work, it really crushed your soul. Then came the day of your family slowly being ripped away from you. It was like your heart was being gripped very tightly, thus causing you to feel as if it had stopped beating entirely. But it still was. It just took you a while to realize it. 

After those traumatically tragic events, you opted to just go with the flow, sitting alone and keeping to yourself. You still hung out with the Serpents, of course, they are your only family left after all. But even if that is the case, you still felt like you were the only one who was left in the moment of grief. It looked, to you, like you were stuck in a ditch with no chance of getting out any time soon. It took something that shined as bright as the sun to find a way out, but even then, time was at a standstill for you.  

Along with that came the emptiness you felt. It was like you had something to do, but you didn't know exactly what that thing was. You were in a very complicated ditch, and there wasn't anything to grab onto around you. But there was one, only it was all the way on the other side, and you didn't have enough energy to get up and get to it. You wanted help, yet you were too tired to seek it. For you, it was exhausting to even think about, getting up to help yourself and all that. 

In this ditch, it was dark and cold. It felt like there was this big storm coming and it was nighttime, and there was no safe place around for you to nestle yourself in for, at least, the shortest amount of time. It was like, wandering around the desert, stressed, tired, and cold. It was pressuring. The world was pressuring. It motivated you yet diminished your confidence in conquering its trials. It tested your patience greatly.

And you aren't the most patient person to ever exist.

[hellsite-detective]

Hi there! Hope this doesn't take up too much of your time, but there's a post I really want to sent to a friend of mine and I don't even know where to start looking for it.

It's, weirdly enough, a post about Jesus? It says something like "Do you think Jesus, as the son of a carpenter, smelled the wood of his cross and thought of home?" I don't think those are the exact words, but it's similar.

funnily enough, when i got this request, i had seen the screenshot over on twitter not too long ago. so i knew exactly what i was lookin' for. i asked google for "jesus smelt the cross tumblr" and quickly was handed a screenshot. not of the post exactly, but of a twitter post reposting the screenshot of the original tumblr post. quite a few middle men, but i went straight for the username that posted the post. goin' to their blog and searchin' "jesus" yielded the post pretty quick.

here's your post! i'm glad i found it. not only for you to be reunited with it, but myself as well. have a great day!

Post Case: Closed

[bluboi-365]

Riverdale Girls - Group Costumes (2023, 2022, 2020)

[goodcryunicorn]

Cheryl Blossom // OPEN

who: Cheryl Blossom when: unknown where: Cheryl's residence open to: anyone triggers: none image triggers: none blog: @goodcryunicorn2

"Hey, just thought i should give you a call, say hi and whatnot” Cheryl told he friend from her phone as she looked herself in the mirror, being in Amalfi was exactly what she needed for the Summer after all the drama back in school.

[bleachersgirl]

jeremy culhane explains rivervale

[fanfics-and-shlt]

PLS READ!!!

Im too busy to write so I’ll probably just reblog any good fanfic I find

[demonlike-judge-of-fire]

i got one of those asks that are asking for money and like 😭 ever since i figured out how to tell if theyre scams i dont even feel guilty for ignoring anymore. Yay

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[fadeintoyou1993]

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