#riverdale two shot

[delusionalwritingsofagay]

I want to know if you can do a omegaverse fanfict of alpha Archie Andrews X Omega male reader where the reader is a single dad of twin boys from a previous Alpha that left him. Who after his sons were born him and his family moved to Riverdale to start a new start. Quickly he people in Riverdale begin to realize he is the father of his twin Sons who got mixed reactions but he doesn't really care because all he cares about are his own children their safety thinking that he doesn't need a another Alpha in his life until he come across Archie. Who Archie surprisingly falls in love with the Omega reader loving how he takes care of his sons always imagining him as his mate but never know how to ask him until one day the reader was stressed since he has no way to pick up his sons from daycare because of the bad weather that day and his parents are out doing business as Archie realized and decide to help him giving him a ride to the preschool and help him pick up his sons who after that day it become a daily thing where the two will pick up the reader's sons and do something fun together. After a couple of weeks Archie finally asked the reader out who the reader accepted knowing that his sons love Archie so the sign to give it a shot. After some months they become official as everything was going well until the alpha that fathers the reader's Sons finally showed up causing trouble who Archie stands up for the reader which caused a fight between the two Alphas which cause both of them to go into the hospital. As the reader apologized to Archie that he bring him into this mess who Archie Comforts him telling him that he doesn't care as long as him and his sons are safe and that he would do anything for them. ( sorry for the long request)

Fresh start

Pairing : Alpha Archie Andrews x Omega Male reader Tags : Omega verse, Past implied Mpreg, Single parent reader Word count :1086

Authors Note : So sorry for the late reply, i tried my best but i have really bad writer block when it came to this one, if you would like a part two which includes the rest of you request, just let me know and I'll try to do it.

Riverdale was supposed to be a fresh start, a chance for Y/N to leave behind the painful memories of the past. After his Alpha ex left him and their twin boys, he packed up their lives and moved to this small town, hoping to find peace and a semblance of normalcy. The twin boys, Jasper and Leo, were everything to him—two tiny bundles of joy with laughter that could light up even the darkest of days.

The first few weeks in Riverdale were a whirlwind of unpacking boxes and trying to establish a routine. Y/N threw himself into being the best father he could be. He enrolled the boys in day-care, joined the local parents’ group, and tried to get to know the other families. While many of the neighbours extended warm welcomes, it was a small town, and secrets had a funny way of spilling out.

Some residents recognized Y/N as the single dad of twins, and the messages came from all sides. Curiosity swirled through Riverdale like a constant breeze, accompanied by mixed reactions. While most were supportive, Y/N couldn’t help but feel the prying eyes of judgement. But in those moments of vulnerability, he held fast to what mattered most: Jasper and Leo.

Looking after the boys kept Y/N busy. But after a long day, the exhaustion often settled heavily in his bones. The thought of allowing another Alpha into their lives felt daunting. He had loved before—deeply and completely—but had been left alone to weather the storm of single parenthood. Now, he was determined to focus solely on his sons’ happiness and welfare.

Then came Archie Andrews.

With his charming smile and infectious enthusiasm, Archie quickly became a fixture in the lives of those in Riverdale. Y/N first noticed him during a community event—Archie was leading a music class for kids. Jasper and Leo's eyes sparkled with joy, captivated by the way Archie interacted with them and the other children. The warmth that radiated from Archie was palpable, and Y/N felt a flicker of admiration he hadn't anticipated.

As the weeks rolled on and the seasons began to shift toward colder weather, Y/N found himself drawing closer to Archie in unexpected ways. They had crossed paths at the day-care more often than not, and each time, Archie made an effort to engage with Y/N and the boys. It was innocent at first—a smile here, a shared laugh there—yet it quickly blossomed into something more profound.

However, one fateful day figured to challenge Y/N’s outlook on life in Riverdale.

The weather turned unexpectedly nasty. Clouds rolled in, and soon rain pelted the streets like marbles dropped on concrete. Y/N found himself fretting about the condition of the roads. He had no car, and his parents were out of town for business. The thought of walking in this downpour to pick up Jasper and Leo from day-care felt impossibly daunting.

As he paced his apartment, a faint knock at the door interrupted his spiralling thoughts. When he opened it, the sight of Archie standing there, drenched from head to toe, sent confusion rushing through him.

“Y/N!” Archie exclaimed, shaking off the rain like a soggy puppy. “I saw the weather forecast and came to see if you needed help. I can drive you to pick up your boys!”

Y/N hesitated, torn between feeling grateful and the constant reminder of his reluctance to allow anyone into their lives. Did he really want to rely on someone else again? But as he saw the genuine concern in Archie’s eyes, he felt the weight of his pride battling the reality of the situation.

“Um, yeah… that would be great. Thank you,” Y/N replied, trying to keep his voice steady.

The car ride was both tense and comforting. Y/N’s heart raced despite the ease of the conversation. They chatted about Riverdale’s quirks and local hangouts, but Y/N found it hard to ignore the way Archie’s casual glances made his stomach flip. It felt strangely wonderful.

When they arrived at the day-care, the sight of Jasper and Leo running to greet him was worth the world. With Archie by his side, Y/N couldn’t help but feel a sense of delight as the boys excitedly recognized their new friend.

After picking them up, a spontaneous idea struck Y/N. “Would you like to come back to our place for some snacks? I could really use the company—and I’m sure the boys won’t complain,” he suggested, half-embarrassed.

Archie’s grin widened, and how could Y/N have known a simple invitation could change everything?

As weeks turned into a routine, the boys grew to adore Archie, and Y/N found solace in their little family growing closer. Each day meant picking up the boys and spending quality time together, whether it was building fortresses made of blankets or biking down the nearby trails.

Yet beneath that camaraderie blossomed something stirring in Y/N’s heart. The more time he spent with Archie, the more he realized how he had begun to imagine a future where they could be more than just friends. He saw in Archie a gentleness and strength that beckoned to him, softening the barriers he had built over the years.

Finally, weeks turned into a couple of months, and one sunny afternoon while Jasper and Leo played in the backyard, Archie mustered the courage to approach Y/N. “You know, I’ve been meaning to ask you something,” he started, clearing his throat.

Y/N, cautious but curious, waited for the words that would surely change everything.

“Would you like to go out with me? Just us? A date?” he blurted out, a hint of apprehension ghosting over his expression.

Y/N’s heart thundered in his chest, and a smile spread across his face—a smile filled with warmth and hope. The boys were playing nearby, oblivious to the moment that was unfolding between their father and the Alpha who had quickly carved a place in their lives.

“Yes,” Y/N answered, his voice barely above a whisper tinged with disbelief. “I’d love that.”

Days turned to weeks, and soon they were officially together. It felt right, bringing the boys along for “family days” where laughter and joy filled their small home. The connection between them deepened, fortifying Y/N’s belief that perhaps he could trust again, and that maybe Riverdale was not just a place for new beginnings, but for new chances at love.

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"What's a nice, pretty boy doing on the south side of Riverdale?" Archie grinned. Imagine his surprise when a guy around his age in expensive looking clothing came towards him.

"I was looking for you." He said.

Brow raised in curiosity, Archie leaned in closer. "And why exactly were you looking for me?"

"Your dad is Fred Andrews, aka FA Andrews, right? King of the Serpents?"

"That's right." Archie nodded, taking a drag from his cigarette. "And you are...?"

"Y/N. Y/N Lodge." He said.

His eyes widened slightly at the mention of the Lodge name. "Well, well, well. Looks like I've got myself a little piece of royalty on my hands here in Riverdale. What do you want with the Serpents, Y/N?"

"My mom... she grew up on the south side of Riverdale. And she apparently dated your dad in high school. I was wondering if I could ask him a few questions?"

He chuckled. "Pops wouldn't mind telling you a few stories about your mom, that's for sure. He talks about her all the time. But first things first... what's your poison? Want a drink?" Archie asked.

"Drink? Sure."

Archie signaled to the bartender to bring two shots. Once they were placed in front of them, he clinked his glass against Y/N's and downed the shot, a smirk playing at the corner of his lips. Y/N downed his own and looked at the Prince of the Serpents. "So, tell me more about this mom of yours. Is she as hot as my dad said she was?"

Y/N made a face. "Hey! That's my mom, dude. You don't see me saying how hot your dad looks."

Chuckling, Archie leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. "Touchy, touchy. Sorry, couldn't resist the teasing." Around them, other Serpents were starting to stare. Talk. Point.

"Should I be worried?"

Archie looks from Y/N to his fellow Serpents and then back at him with a smirk. "Nah. They just think you're the new slut that's going to be blowing everyone in the Whyte Wyrm."

Y/N tugged on his jacket before looking at Archie. "I'm nobody's slut. I didn't come to suck cock. I came for answers. Are you going to tell me or not?"

Archie narrowed his brown eyes for a moment before he chuckled. "You're pure dynamite, aren't you, baby?"

[anotherbluesunday]

✨Moodboard Teaser: In Technicolor✨

With the release of the first chapter coming in hot with its expected release being this Friday at the latest or sooner (possibly as early as tomorrow) I wanted to take the time to acquaint everyone with the primary couples in this story. Usually I cap it at two couples and have auxilary couples and characters on the fringes. But because this is a crossover between two of my favorite shows, I have expanded it to three—possibly four—couples with auxilaries (secondary) on the fringes. These couples will include original characters i.e. Wynn Galpin who is Tyler Galpin’s younger sister. There is a crossover couple that joins the Wednesday group with the Riverdale group. This couple is where I expect to receive the most backlash but idc. Their my crossover otp and I hope you all trust me enough to keep reading and join me/the characters on this journey. I have also switched some things up with one of the Riverdale characters because the ship only got screen time in the last season and it did more for their character than their actual failed relationships did the entire season. Fight me. But don’t. Or do.

Anyway, here are the couples moodboards, as promised. The visuals were inspired by Baz Luhrmann’s Romeo + Juilet because these past few months since January I have been on a 90’s and 2000’s kick and I am dying for how that movie captured the beauty, grit, grime, and excitement of LA. So enjoy and let me know what you think! 💜

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We open with our crossover couple who are the star-crossed lovers—Cheryl Blossom, the queen of the Palisades and star tennis player and Pugsley “Lee” Addams, the king of Elysian Heights and leader of his grunge sleeze band Texca. Born second generation to a working class defense attorny and day-time caregiver to the elderly, Lee Addams has just wants to make it through his senior year of high school and hangout with his friends on the weekend. But when he and his twin sister Wednesday step a little too far over the line at their old school their parents pull some strings to have their three children—Wednesday, Pugsley, and Pubert “Bertie” attend Morticia’s former high school. There, Lee unwittingly comes face to face with the campus queen, the indomitable and untouchable Cheryl Blossom. Born into privilege with the face of an angel and the bite of a viper, she has everything and anything. Influence thanks to her parents name. Adoration by way of her beauty. And power because of her abilities to manipulate others. But what happens when a hurricane meets an immoveable force? Will they fold? Destroy one another? What happens when the pretty vicious face isn’t all it seems to be and the cutting confidence is stripped away? Who are the real people that lie beneath it all?

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Next are our second pair of the four star-crossed lovers. While it is never a good idea to fall for your twin flame, for Tyler and Wednesday it isn’t so simple. Twin flames and soulmates fused into one as if it were a sick joke, their story begins at a party—the raven haired twin sister with her face painted like a Catrina (see: Dia de los Muertos symbols and iconography) and the Galpin golden boy dressed like Sir Lancelot with the sacred heart etched into his chest plate. Like her brothers, Wednesday grew up living a modest life where nothing was taken for granted and family sits at the heart of all major decisions. For Tyler, he has forgotten the importance of family and community after starting university where his life has evolved into an endless stream of parties and hookup’s. Never struggling but also never being challenged to be better or grow, he’s hit a wall. A mid-life crisis of sorts but at the already chaotic age of 18 with his 19th birthday right around the corner. But from the moment he lays eyes on Wednesday she is all he can think of. All he breathes and dreams of—a beautiful stranger that won’t free him. Yet when this silver tongued Casanova tries to approach the dark beauty he’s shot down. Challenged to question who he is and what he truly is doing with his life that matters. What is in store for the idealistic social revolutionist and her troubled admirer? Where will they land when the walls of his kingdom come crumbling down?

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The youngest of three siblings each yet one is protected and coddled like a greenhouse flower while the other has flourished amidst hardship and bouts of poverty. Wynn Galpin is caught in a never-ending loop of compassions to her twin older siblings, Tyler and Enid. Both are straight A students. Both star athletes with Tyler winning championship after championship for swim and Enid earning a full-ride scholarship to UCLA for volleyball. Both are charming and charismatic. Both are perfect and Wynn can never compare despite how she tries. She doesn’t have the passion for swim or volleyball so she chooses cheer. “That’s not a real sport” she’s told. Her siblings get A’s but she can hardly scrape by with B’s while battling her depression and anxiety. At all times, her mind is screaming for her to just run off and disappear. And after the loss of her friend and pseudo-sister Polly, the darkness has become more persuasive. More invasive and vicious. But it is during a spiral that forces her out of the gym during cheer practice that she runs into the new kid. The brainiac junior in her senior level AP classes. Pubert “Bertie” Addams. A carefree class clown with a heart of gold and the virgin Guadalupe drawn in vibrant neons on the bottom of his skateboard. Where will this new path take them when the class clown and the beauty queen who seems to always be in tears meet to form an oddball friendship? And what happens when their hearts begin to long for more than just friendship but their worlds couldn’t be more different? How will things turn out for the greenhouse flower and her sidewalk dandelion?

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What’s the worst that could happen when you fall in love with your best friend? What happens when you think they love someone else? When you think they could never see you the way you see them in return? Do you stand there and wait for them to turn around? Or do you walk away while piecing together your heart that will never know real closure? Reggie has asked himself these questions nearly every day for the past six years since his family moved to the fringes of the Palisades and enrolled him in the affluent junior high nearby. Archie Andrews was his first friend at his new school all those years ago. The first one to get up during lunch time and sit down next to him. The one who didn’t care that his parents weren’t from money and had only recently come into their fortune. The one who didn’t care that he didn’t have the newest clothes, phone, or hairstyle. Like a guardian angel come to save him from perpetual solitude, Archie befriended Reggie with a bright smile and a silly joke. And since that day, Reggie has kept his love for the redhaired boy wonder to himself. Has been the picture of what a bestfriend should be. Has supported Archie and defended him. Joined their high school swim team with him just so that they could live out Archie’s dream of being the one’s to break Tyler, the former captain’s, record and win more championships than him and his team did. Reggie has lived a beautiful but painful lie for nearly a decade and the cracks have begun to show. The devotion now agony. The love a barbed dagger twisted liettle by little every time he has to play third wheel on Archie’s dates with his girlfriend Veronica. But one night their eyes meet across a sea of moving bodies at a house party. Archie kissing Veronica but can’t stop looking at Reggie. There’s a spark. A sadness. Hope. But is there truth? Is there a willingness to be honest? To accept this attraction that has been there waiting from the start? Does Archie know what real love could be like if he just turned around? Or will the lovefool angel look away once again and leave the poor friend and saint in the dark?

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Stay tuned for more because this is only the beginning. Next will be the auxiliary couples, characters, and family boards for the three main ones at play. But the next next post that will be following this one will be the official titlecard for Chapter One. Can’t wait to see you all again there. 💜

[wlwcatalogue]

Valentine's Special ~ Aerith/Tifa from Final Fantasy VII: Remake (Compilation)

Since today is Valentine’s Day, and FFVII: Rebirth is releasing at the end of this month, it’s the perfect time to get caught up on Aerith/Tifa, a.k.a. Aerti, a.k.a. possibly the most unexpected F/F ship in gaming! Here is what I consider to be the most comprehensive compilation of Aerti scenes from FFVII: Remake, prepared by yours truly for your viewing (and shipping) pleasure :)

Quick sales pitch: While Aerith is famously The One Who Dies and Tifa is known for her sexy character design, they are also popularly remembered as main character Cloud’s two equally appealing love interests, as attested to by one Robert Pattinson. However, just as the elements present in the original 1997 game Final Fantasy VII were expanded on and added to in FFVII: Remake, the relationship between Aerith and Tifa was also fleshed out… to the point where it became very, very easy to ship them together. To put it in Tumblr terms, it’s like Betty and Veronica, but taken in a different – but still (subtextually) gay – direction compared to Riverdale. Check out the video above, it's just 1.5 hours!

(Longer sales pitch / commentary below the cut)

Originally from the hit 1997 Japanese role-playing game Final Fantasy VII, Aerith and Tifa, along with the main character Cloud Strife, were one of the most famous love triangles of video games at the time, and arguably even now. (Note: Think Betty and Veronica (Archie but pre-Riverdale), or if you’re more familiar with anime, Rei and Asuka (Neon Genesis: Evangelion) or Saber and Rin (Fate: Stay Night).) Although they barely had any interactions together and really were primarily love interests for Cloud in the original game (and subsequent related works), the relationship between Aerith and Tifa was significantly more fleshed out in Final Fantasy VII: Remake (2020), going beyond your standard box-ticking “look, girl power!” exercise. There seems to have been many a fan who walked out of playing Remake who found Aerti (i.e. Aerith and Tifa’s relationship) memorable – whether read romantically or platonically – resulting in many GIFs, fanart, and even compilations of memorable scenes of their “friendship”.

Not only do they interact with each other outside of speaking about Cloud or other male characters (scraping a pass in the Bechdel test, yay!), Remake gives the relationship space to develop from “strangers who hit it off” to “individuals who care about and trust each other”. Significantly, Aerith is the one who seems to take Tifa’s concerns the most seriously and comfort her, and Tifa is also able to see past Aerith’s cheery façade and reach out to her at her times of greatest need. In my opinion, each of the pair offers the greatest emotional support to the other out of all the characters – even more than what they do for Cloud (or what Cloud does for them).

So what makes their relationship romantic rather than simply platonic to me (other than sheer force of will)? Even though there isn’t really any direct flirting or explicitly romantic lines, there are a number of moments which are framed romantically or parallel romantic moments between Cloud/Aerith or Cloud/Tifa. Perhaps the most obvious of this is when Tifa protects Aerith from falling (twice), which is animated and shot in a way which suggests that it’s just as swoon-worthy as when Cloud protected Tifa from a fall in a prior scene. However, another notable example is how the high-five gesture is linked to Cloud’s opening up to Aerith (as he has to be persuaded over the course of several scenes to do the high-five), but Aerith also high-fives Tifa in other scenes later, effectively appropriating the gesture. So while I never expect it to ever become canon, Remake’s Aerti has been a wonderful surprise and I hope to see even greater developments in their relationship within this subtextual space as the FFVII: Remake trilogy progresses.

Let's all hope for the best-- in the meantime, please enjoy this compilation!

[rythmicjea]

Archie's Dream 5x04

Should I be finishing up my chapter for Narwals? Yes. Am I? No. Instead, I can't get Archie's dream out of my head. Season 5 is considered to be "the worst" season. That's because the majority of people don't understand it. There are so many layers to this season. It's like a 14 hour long episode of the X-Files. If you take episodes 1-3 to really be the end of season 4 (and we all should) it's the shortest season out of all of them.

The show needed to get everyone back together in Riverdale. That's how shows like this work. The impetus is Archie's dream. On the surface it's a warning that Riverdale is in trouble. The soul of Riverdale is on the verge of collapse. And yes, that is true. Get closer though, and you start to see the shadows underneath.

The dream opens in the boys locker room of Riverdale High. Archie Andrews is giving his team a pep talk before the game. His voice is darker, deeper, it's that of a drill sergeant. He prepares them saying it's not going to be easy. That they have never faced anything like it but they cannot be afraid. He barks, "Do you know why?" And they answer "Because we're Bulldogs!"

The camera lingers on Reggie. Why Reggie? Here's the thing most people don't recognize about Mantle the Magnificent. He may not like you, but if you go to Riverdale, you're a Bulldog. And he will defend any Bulldog for any reason. That's why he's so offended and incensed that Jughead wears his Serpent's jacket. Because to him, Jughead is spitting in Riverdale's face. Jughead is one of Riverdale's sons and that should mean more.

We see the General tell them that their mission is to save their fallen brother. The next shot is of a football field as No Man's Land (the stretch of land between two trenches in war). There are football players in the background running plays. There are bombs going off and artillery fire whizzing by. I am an avid football fan. I grew up on Ohio State football. A football game is often referred to as a "battle". You'll hear phrases like "Battle on the Grid Iron". Each game is life or death for the players and the fans. But this is more than just a football game. This is actual life or death.

Reggie goes down. Shot in the chest from enemy fire. This is representative of how Reggie is on the "wrong" side in the season. He's aligned himself with Hiram. He doesn't care for the town and the school that he once loved so deeply.

Archie is then flown into the air by a bomb. He doesn't want to go further. He doesn't think he can. You would think that he would look at his target. Instead, he sees Cheryl. She's in her Vixens uniform. And while you can hear the squad cheering, Cheryl isn't speaking. She smiles at him, with tears in her eyes, nodding at him to go forward. Why is she here? They weren't particularly close. Why would she care about his mission? Because Cheryl has lost a brother. She knows that pain of not being able to help and the guilt that comes with surviving. She can't let Archie go through that.

Then we see the fallen soldier. We don't know his identity until Archie gets to him. It's Jughead. A chest wound pouring out blood. His heart was broken by his first love and his best friend. Jughead only says one line and it is "I just need a little help". We come to learn in the season that Jughead has become an alcoholic. His line is one that many addicts say. It's so simple to believe that with just a little help they can overcome their affliction. A lot of times it's said to get a fix. Just a tiny one to help get through the withdrawal.

On the sidelines is everyone who loves Jughead. The Serpents, Betty, Veronica, and Pop. They're all cheering for Archie to do what needs to be done. And at the last moment we see Hiram standing with a gun pointed at Archie. In the first four seasons it was always about Archie vs Hiram. But everyone forgets that the actual thorn in Hiram's side was Jughead. It's Jughead that exposes him. It's Jughead that picks up the pieces of his parental duties for Veronica. It's Jughead who is willing to risk everything to see Hiram exposed for all of his corruption and evil deeds. And Hiram knows it. But Hiram can't do anything to Jughead without exposing himself. That's why he willingly lets Jughead take himself to the slaughter against the ghoulies. Hiram was behind riot night. And that gunshot wound in Jughead's chest? Who's to say it wasn't Hiram who pulled the trigger?

Archie's dream tells the story of season 5. There's many reasons for him to come home. He declares that Riverdale is "dying" and they need to save it. But it's not Riverdale that he has to save, it's Jughead. He hasn't spoken to Jughead in seven years. When he calls his three friends, Betty and Veronica drop what they are doing immediately to answer. Jughead is the only one who hesitates. We never see him answer. Jughead is the most reluctant to stay.

NO ONE on the show knows how to handle an addiction. Not even Jughead. He knows how to take care of his father but it was never his responsibility to save his father. And FP? FP gets sober cold turkey. He falls off the wagon at his retirement party. He is magically able to handle alcohol responsibly. That's not how addiction works.

Archie offers Jughead a place to stay and a teaching position at the school. Archie lets him go when he needs to go back to New York without any questions asked. Archie is the subliminal support system that was taken from Jughead at the end of high school. He doesn't know what to do exactly (and he has his own issues - PTSD) but he can do the passive things to help his brother.

After seven years of silence, Archie has a dream that tells him his best friend and brother is in danger and he's the only one who can help. And if that's being an invitation back to a safe place and a warm bed then he does it without hesitation. To many Archie IS Riverdale. He is the heart of the town. But, Jughead put Riverdale on the map. Jughead is the town's conscience. To Archie, Jughead is Riverdale.

[pretty-restless-insomniac]

"You Made Me This"

WORD COUNT: 1554

FANDOM: Harry Potter

Mattheo Riddle x reader

SYNOPSIS: You just hope you'll hurt less once you say what you wish.

WARNINGS: explicit language, mention of infidelity, mention of sex, angst, no happy ending

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"Oh shit. OH SHIT how are we going to get out of here?"

"Calm down, you screaming like a fucking banshee isn't going to help."

"oh that's fresh coming from you Riddle," you whirl around with an accusing finger.

"You probably planned this, you wretched gargoyle, damn it. Help please somebody! The door is locked!"

Slow irritating clapping came from behind you, "Wow y/n you're a fucking genius. The door IS locked, it's fucking night time! We're in a prohibited area. All the professors are patrolling the lower corridors."

You just glare at him and gesture for him to fuck off. You sigh and lean against the wall to assess your situation. One, you just wanted a pretty isolated place to listen to your music and cry a little. Two, you did not expect to see Mattheo Riddle in your place in the bell tower, clearly smoking whatever he pleases. Stunned you didn't get to wedge a book into the door so it wouldn't lock. That's how you find yourself at number three. You're trapped in the bell tower, after curfew, now very obviously smelling like pot and yay who's your partner in solitude?

Mattheo Fucking Riddle.

He seemed surprised to see you as well but why should he be? You were the one to show him this place, somewhere you two could just exist in each other's company. A place where not even war could bother you both. Before he fucked up of course.

All in good time.

"Maybe instead of being a nuisance you could instead find us a way out then, Riddle."

He drops from the beam he was smoking on and slowly corners you, looking almost confused.

"That's not my name princess," he leans in to grab your hand but you just shake him off. How fucking DARE he. He has to be the most ignorant wizard in the world.

"I am Not your princess, Riddle."

He just stands across from you, folded arms mirroring yours . That stupid smirk back in its place .

"Now when did we decide that? Last time I checked, whose name did you scream last time I had you. Who made you cum till you shook, and gladly licked it clean."

You just stare back humorless, trying to keep your composure.

"You decided that Riddle, you know, the night where you fucked that Gryffindor girl."

He just throws his head back and groans. Your throat starts to feel choked up, holding back the cries you'd pray he'd never see. But now he's getting a glimpse of it

"Princess- y/n I swear to Salazar Slytherin that I did not fuck her. We kissed yes, touched a little but then nothing more I swear."

"Oh thank you Mattheo," you exclaim sarcastically, " that just makes me feel so much better. Please tell me that I did not walk in on you grinding into her when she was naked. Explain to me how the fuck that is loyal in any way!"

You jump up and pace a little anxiously, knowing that this night will be filled with cold hard truths. You just hope you'll hurt less once you say what you wish. Mattheo reached out to you again but you just brushed out of his way and sat on the winding staircase.

"And the worst part is," you take a deep breath praying your voice stays stable ," that was OUR bed. It was where we studied and had movie nights as friends. The bed you asked me out on, and later took my first kiss on. It was," you breathe shakily and are blind by the tears filling your eyes, "it was where you made love to me, for the first and many times after that. It was beautiful."

You're glad you can't see the reaction Mattheo has from your words but he soon knelt down in front of you cautiously.

"it was so beautiful- you are so beautiful my love. You have my heart and I will never again want for someone else. You're my everything. That was my first time making love as well, because I'm so fucking crazy for you."

You can help but laugh with tears in your eyes, "yeah right Mattheo. Riddles don't make love, you fuck anyone you want and toss them aside when you're done with them. That's what our relationship came down to, right? Getting your prick wet."

He chuckles slyly.

"That sex was pretty good- don't look at me like that! Fuck I'm sorry I was joking. Of course it wasn't just about that. I just keep fucking up, I can own up to that. I'm trying to be better, I want to be better. Only for you, y/n. Please for fucks sake, look at me baby."

So you do. And he nearly trips as the storm clouds ravage across your eyes. You stand and push him against the door, somewhat pleased to hear a nervous gulp.

"What's the matter Matty? Don't you want to know why you keep fucking up?"

You take a deep breath before sticking your finger to his chest.

" It's because you NEVER own up to the shit you do. You never fucking learn because you act like you don't know what you've done!"

You're screaming by the end of it, but his dark eyes now match yours. Must've hit a nerve.

"Oh yeah cause it's ALWAYS me? YOU left me! You promised and you lied. YOU promised. Don't put all the fucking blame on me princess. This isn't about some random bed warmer. I did nothing but devote myself to you, so what did I do that's so fucking horrendous!?"

You throw your arms up in exasperation, God damn, he's fucking cruel. You can't hold back the dam anymore, deciding to let all the poisonous shit that's been building up in you these past months out.

"You BROKE me," you shriek as sobs begin to pour out endlessly. You fall to your knees and look up to meet Mattheo's horrified face. You shake harder and try to take some deep breaths.

"Why did you do this to me? To us. Everything was great, I adored you, how was that not enough. Why did you let me find you with her that night? I-" you hold back a gag as you relive the worst night of your life. The boxers you bought him on his hips, hickeys down his neck. His matching promise ring is discarded. And worst, the smiling girl waving at you stark naked from her position on the bed.

Why? Fuck. Why, why.

"When I was with you, you made my life brighter. You were my sun and I held you close to me every night, remember? After every meeting with your father, when he forced the dark mark on you and you came to ME crying. ME. I was good enough then, but not worth it in the end."

He tries to interrupt but you just keep barreling through.

"I couldn't even face you after that. Call me a coward but every time I look at you, I feel sick. You touched her the way you touched me. Your lips fit on hers as they did mine, fuck Mattheo you were even holding her hand."

You start tugging on your hair, probably painting the picture of a psychotic breakdown. That's what made you hate him even more though, the shame.

"I can't believe I let you make me so weak, so willing for you. I fucking adored you, and you HUMILIATED me. You broke my smile. My spirit, my heart. And I will NEVER be the girl I was before I caught you that night. I can't even imagine trying to put myself back together. You killed the me you were once in love with. That is why you're Riddle to me. Riddles destroy."

You bend and put your hands on your knees trying to slow your heart rate. Mattheo just sits across from you with his head in his hands. He doesn't know how to react, what to say, what to do except to grab the key from his pocket and hand it to you, climbing back to his beam.

"You're right. You always are. It was a beautiful thing and I had to have it, even though I knew I would break you. You're just all I ever wanted. But I am only a monster to you, use that key. I got the conversation I wanted. The princess escapes the monster, right?"

He chuckled sadly, not even looking at you as you rushed to open the door. Thank fuck. Before you step fully out, you pause. You turn to look at the boy you would've done anything for, the boy you were so sure would treat you the same.

"I never wanted to be the Princess in your fairytale. I'm not perfect. But I know my fucking worth," you throw the key at him before grabbing the door on your way out. As you lean in to close the door fully, you catch a last glimpse of his eyes.

"You were right about the monster part. It's just a shame you've made me one too."

The door clicks shut, and you don't feel anything walking away. Numb, even to the cries of your name echoing back to you. 

[saturnaftertaste]

what if hiram and archie but they're both girls

what if we were hiram and archie . and we were both girls

interesting premise, anon! it could go lots of different ways imo. really depends on the configuration. see one of the things that really creates the unique dynamic of hiram/archie is the fact that it’s built on the very patriarchal patterns of father-son relationships and ALSO the mafia/mob/cartel whatever (crime rings, essentially, are a male business.)

(there is also the question of race, but.)

hiram is brought into the mob the same way that archie is turned into a capo in season 2. i think before anything else, that is what shapes their dynamic that hiram does Wrong and archie Tries to Do Right. that’s the thing that shapes the entirety of season 2, right? archie wants to Do Right (protect fred) -> hiram offers him a way to do that by Doing Wrong (suggesting he start a vigilante group). archie then gets sucked into hiram’s world, with the lure of what i would call very male narrative motivations (this doesn’t mean these apply to men alone, but in fiction, are often seen as inherent traits for a male character to have) such protectiveness - over fred and veronica, power - over those who would seek to hurt fred and veronica. there was a point somewhere in the thousands of meta posts i’ve devoured in the last two days that fred getting shot makes him weak in archie’s eyes, and that hiram’s traditionally “powerful” persona becomes very attractive to him in the time following the fred incident.

have you ever heard of the theory of homosociality, anon?

the thing about the mafia, like i said before, is that it is a predominantly male business. the women, like hermione often cites in s2 to veronica, are supposed to stand behind their man as he makes his moves. the issue with hiram is the same issue that logan roy had in succession, which is that he had no acceptable male heir, so he does, again, what logan roy did: used his idiot son-in-law as a conduit for power. (idiot here used affectionately for archie, derogatory for tom wambsgans) what’s interesting to me is that hiram obviously prides himself on veronica having turned out to be such a cunning, self-sufficient young woman - and while this frustrates him as well, i have to believe that as some point he must’ve considered handing his empire over to her. but the fact remains that ultimately the mafia is a male business, and archie-and-veronica would’ve been a really odd, controlling couple because veronica would be running everything from behind archie’s stature. she does so, even, with nick st. clair and the speakeasy/casino side hustle in s2. she still has to rely on a man to pull the strings.

you know the riverdale genre theory? because of the way that hiram’s entire character is constructed around the mafia, and by extension, so is veronica’s relationship with archie, i think a lot of archie and hiram’s relationship has to specifically with their gender. think about it - none of the women on riverdale have such an intense relationship with the girls on the show who aren’t their daughters. even though alice HATES hermione and veronica, she doesn’t do anything more than forbid betty from being friends with veronica. mary doesn’t really interact with veronica the same way that hiram does with archie. gladys never even comes into meaningful contact with betty - for that matter, neither does hermione. all the girls have very complex minefield-esque relationships with their mothers, but none of the rivermoms ever reach out to the other daughters.

i would say on some level archie and hiram’s relationship cannot be replicated if they were female; say, for example, that hiram were to be woman, and still married to hermione; a lesbian mob boss would always be fighting her way into again, what is predominantly a male space. i don’t think she would’ve had the time to groom female!archie the same way into becoming her capo, because it wouldn’t supplement her position in the mafia to have more female capos. i believe if hiram were female, also, and veronica was still her daughter, there would be no focus on female archie (veronica’s gf in this scenario) and instead, veronica would have a very fraught, tense relationship with hiram instead, because hiram would be actively trying to groom her to take over the empire (?) instead of spoiling her and treating her as someone who would eventually marry into a different position of power. veronica would then fight hiram on all these things, because her girlfriend archie would be protesting against all the evil things that fem!hiram is doing, because fem!archie would be able to see it from the outside of the relationship. riverdale loves a mother-daughter struggle.

if, say, instead, this was a genderswap situation, where hermione is male and hiram is female, and veronica is male and archie is female, i believe nothing would really come of it either. again, fem!archie would be trying to convince veronica that male!hermione is evil, but male veronica would’ve been indoctrinated a long time ago. hiram being female and archie being female completely sap all the tension from their relationship, because all of a sudden fem!hiram would be using her cunning to ensure male!hermione stayed on top of everything, and fem!archie would be busy trying to ensure male!veronica wouldn’t succumb to the dark side. they would simply never interact! riverdale wouldn’t put them in the same room, even. it is possible i just lack imagination; but i just think the layers of repression and violence that form archie and hiram just don’t click in the same way if they were women. i don’t know.

(i do think, though, that fem!hiram would be a very possessive boymom over male!veronica. perhaps there’s something there? fem!hiram beefing with fem!archie over male!veronica’s attention? even so, riverdale, for all its female characters, doesn’t really do non-familial intergenerational interactions all that much. i have a jughead-meta reason for why this is, but that’s a story for a different time.)

[bleuangel88]

The character-building around Mickey Bolitar is frankly fascinating to watch unfold.

And the use of dialogue, things like placement, direction, and camera shots only add to this character standing out as he does.

One of the best things about a series is how you can become immersed in everything about it and take a moment to appreciate all the little details.

The opening scene had Mickey and our boy Spoon Spindell in jail after they got arrested, piecing together all the information they knew about Ashley and the mystery surrounding her disappearance.

Mickey and Spoon are so Scott and Stiles coded that I appreciate how this series scratches the Teen Wolf and a bit of Riverdale itch

.The two of them lying on the bench, mostly unfazed by their predicament, both focused exclusively on figuring out this. Ashley's situation was delightful.

But one of the most notably subtle moments was the placement of the Kasselton police emblem behind Mickey.We have this young, determined, protective, fearless teen boy on a mission to find his friend when the police won't even entertain her absence.

And he's sitting in front of their emblem of the American eagle, with the words "Honor, Service, Fidelity" emblazoned on the wall.

Mickey possesses all of these virtues. We've seen it, and it's only been two installments. He embodies what those words mean, and his mission to find Rachel is how it's showcased.

You just know that was a deliberate shot, and those are the little things in a series that make me squeal in delight.

Agent's intuitive proclamation that Mickey was a "protector" further solidified who and what Mickey is, although that moment was heavy-handed in its delivery as they spoonfed us this concept.

Mickey Bolitar is a worthy, honorable, lovable protagonist and hero, and we already know he won't stop until he gets to the bottom of everything that plagues the Kasselton community riddled with secrets.

..

Agent's intuitive proclamation that Mickey was a "protector" further solidified who and what Mickey is, although that moment was heavy-handed in its delivery as they spoonfed us this concept.

It's hard to say what the trio's plan is whenever they find Octoface, but it doesn't seem like they're thinking that far ahead.

Ema Winslow's connection with Agent, the tattoo artist, would've given them a solid lead if Agent were honest about Octoface. Agent knows who he is, and rather than tell Ema anything about that, they burn the photo of Octoface in the tattoo book.

But it seems Agent knows a lot more than they let on. Despite not giving Ema the information she needed, Agent did mention that the spirit encouraged them to put the specific butterfly on Ema because it represents a goddess known for protecting children.

Agent's cryptic parting words to Ema were that she might not be the child needing protection. Instead, she may be some manifestation of the Roman goddess, Abeona, someone who protected children.

Based on the path she, Mickey, and Spoon are currently on, it's a prophecy coming to fruition.

[jhsharman]

dangerous when neat, a neat story

They add a joke for Little Jughead. Big Jughead has already worn dresses and will continue to do so sporadically. Little Jughead's cross-dressing is probably less frequent but undoubtedly you can find a case of two.

They remove the funeral reference. Also there is no longer any demand to "take it off". Initially Mr. Weatherbee is handing Jughead a new suit right there to an undershirt and boxers wearing Jughead. In the Little Jughead version, we move to a scene with a faculty meeting over Jughead's dress before he gets a fancy suit to wear. This changes reaction shots from faculty in the original to students in the Little Jughead variant.

Situationally, the boy gobsmacked by Jughead's appearance and so distracted at the drinking fountain normally gets played at Riverdale High with a boy reacting to, like, a girl in a mini-skirt.

Funny that the dropping of the dated "Desi and Dino" reference takes us to "cuter than ever" -- suggesting they have always found him cute. A different changed reaction from the love interest in Jughead's life in a later variation of this basic premise.

A bullying sequence with homophobic notes to it. Limp wrist gestures, huh?

And everything gets set right in whatever version we are talking, including where Jughead can go necktie-less, and back to the blue sweatshirt -- until he wears a red one.

[arewordsenough]

Rated Explicit - 1.8k One Shot - M/M - Explicit Sexual Content

Summary: It's a very special day for Nolan and Brett. The McCall pack mating bite ceremony isn't quite what Nolan expected, but it will certainly serve to make the moment even more memorable.

Based on a prompt from one of my readers.

Featured group/pairing: Nolan Holloway/Brett Talbot

Key Tags: Mating Bite, Exhibitionism

The first SMUTober fic is here! The next two will be multi-part adventures first in Riverdale and then Teen Wolf.

[she-karev]

Quarantine (Andrew DeLuca x Alex Karev’s Sister Covid Imagine)

Previous Part Here

Age Rating: 12+

Chapters: Two of Three

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy

Ship: Andrew DeLuca x Amber Karev (Alex Karev’s Sister)

Canon Episode: Season 17 Episode 4

Summary: Amber continues to quarantine in her hotel room and gets a surprise visit from Andrew outside the door who gives her a care package. She is bitter towards him at first but begins to soften when he tells her why he cares so much about her.

Words: 1880

April 15th, 2020

Amber Karev is in her hotel bed watching Netflix with the curtains open revealing the city life at night which to Amber is more entertaining than what she’s watching right now. She kept hearing about this Riverdale show and decided to give it a shot but she soon started to regret it. Despite how bad it is Amber can’t stop watching it while she blows her nose for the 20th time tonight.

In case you haven’t noticed, I’m weird. I’m a weirdo

Amber groans at that sulky line from the Disney kid, “More awful than covid.” She takes a big sip of her water bottle before she hears a knock in her door, “Finally my soup. I’m coming!”

Amber stands up feeling the body aches, but the call of room service is stronger as she pulls her white cardigan around herself and grabs her mask. She coughs on the way before reaching the door and looking through the peephole to see it’s not room service to her displeasure.

Andrew DeLuca is outside her door wearing his casual clothes and black mask. He is carrying a black backpack and a white takeout bag with a dragon symbol on it. Amber inhales as much as she can and exhales to keep her anger in check. She thought this morning would be the last time she would see him for the next two weeks but as usual she knows there’s a force out there that wants her to suffer more and sent her ex to help.

“What the hell do you want?” Amber asks annoyed in a nasal voice due to her stuffy nose, “I was already checked by a nurse an hour ago and another one is gonna take my blood tomorrow.”

“I saw this morning that you were lacking in things other than a TV, clothes and oral hygiene so I thought I would get you a care package for the next 11 days.”

Amber pinches the bridge of her nose over Andrew not taking a hint. No matter how many times she tells him she doesn’t want to be with him he still tries to crawl back into her life with sweet gestures that do nothing to mend the pain he caused her.

Not seeing her reaction he continues, “I got you a couple of Harry Potters a couple of new releases and some spicy chips. I figured you needed something to spark your taste buds for a few seconds. Also, I got you that chicken soup from that Chinese joint at Weller you love so much.”

“What part of ‘get what you need and leave me alone’ do you not understand?” Amber asks with venom in her tone that catches Andrew off guard, “I am sick and I am tired and I don’t need you coming in trying to butter me up when I’m lonely hoping I’ll get desperate and let you in this room on day 14.”

Andrew tries to set the record straight, “Amber that’s not what I’m-”

“Because it has been months since I have touched another human being, but I am not desperate enough that some soup is gonna make me forget all the pain and have one gross night with you. Despite how low you think of me I respect myself enough not to whore myself out to you.”

Andrew closes his eyes in frustration, “Look can you let me-”

Amber keeps going in anger overlapping with Andrew, “So this whole concerned ex act is not gonna work on me so just take your freaking soup leave me the hell alone. It’s like you said to me the night you kicked me out I don’t want you here and I don’t need you here!”

“Will you just let me talk?!” Andrew yells back from his side catching Amber by surprise. She inhales and stays silent letting Andrew say his piece expecting him to piss her off again. Instead, his next words take her by complete surprise.

Andrew inhales from behind his mask before starting, “My nonna and two of my uncles died over the past few weeks because of covid.”

Amber is caught off guard by that fact and guilt immediately replaces her anger. She has been so angry with him and so distant she never considered that he’s suffering in silence because his home country is a hot zone for the pandemic. She never considered that she wasn’t the only one worried about her family in this scary time.

Andrew sighs in grief but continues, “I said goodbye to them over Zoom but still I wish I could have gone there and taken care of them in person. It might not have done much but at least I could feel like I did something to help instead of crying over a damn webcam. And then there’s my father, I’m scared for him, I’m mad at him but that doesn’t mean I don’t care. You and I both know he is probably ignoring the rules and not caring about the consequences without me and Carina there to help.”

Andrew clears the lump in his throat outside Amber’s door not seeing her leaning against the door listening to him. She shakes her head at herself for giving him a hard time when he has so much on his plate as it is. And hearing him telling her about his turmoil makes her feel sympathy towards him. She almost wants to open the door and hug him but knows it’s not safe for either of them.

Andrew continues, “Look I’m not here for an agenda, I’m not here because I’m hoping there’s a reward for me at the end in your bed. I’m here because I can be, and I don’t want to waste it. If your gonna keep insulting me and letting me know what an ass I am then so be it because I can’t lose you. I can’t lose you; I won’t survive and nothing you say is gonna make me stop feeling that way.”

Amber closes her eyes at that statement hearing the Andrew she fell in love with instead of the manic man who brought her down. It’s hard to believe that those two are the same person but for now she’s glad to hear the one who makes her feel loved and seen.

Andrew assumes Amber is still dismissive from his side of the door, but he continues, “I know you don't want me around but I'm not gonna stop caring about you. I might not be able to touch you or hold you but I’m here for you. No matter what you need. So, I’m gonna leave the backpack and soup out here in your door, I’m gonna keep a safe distance so I can make sure you get it because I put a lot of thought into it, and I know whatever your watching is making you want to kill yourself.”

Amber rolls her eyes at her ex knowing her so well but hears shuffling and footsteps from the other side. She looks through the peephole and sees no one there telling her Andrew is down the hall. She puts her mask on, cautiously opens the door and sees the backpack and takeout bag on the floor right outside her door.

She looks to her left to see Andrew two doors down looking at her in worry. Amber sniffles before focusing on her gifts and grabs both of them before closing the door behind her. She puts the backpack on top of the dresser drawer and unzips it.

Andrew was telling the truth as she sees her favorite Harry Potter books, Prisoner of Azkaban and Order of The Phoenix inside. There are two books as well that she is not familiar with and knows Andrew probably grabbed them from the new releases section. After pulling out the books she sees a big bag of Takis inside that she hopes she can taste.

In the small pockets she pulls out the essential needs for her condition. There are cough drops, Nyquil severe cold and flu PM, packets of lemon tea bags, travel size aloe tissues, spare masks, and ibuprofen for her headaches. The sight makes her inner doctor nod with approval.

She opens the white takeout bag next and is silently thrilled at the sight of the sealed container inside. Amber takes the lid off confirming its chicken soup to her joy. She inhales the rich aroma deeply loving the special soup so much it might make her quarantine bearable. Amber moves back to her door that is the barrier between her and Andrew.

“Are you still here?” Amber asks nasally.

“Yeah I am.” Andrew confirms from his side.

“You do realize this backpack is gonna have to be burned after this right?”

Andrew chuckles lightly, “All for a good cause. Do you need anything else? I don’t mind being your own Postmates, it probably pays more than what we make.”

“I’m okay for now thanks…and I’m sorry for what happened.”

Andrew nods, “Yeah me too. Do you need me for anything? Are you feeling worse?”

“I feel like my body has turned on me but that’s not new from this morning.” Amber tells him in a numb tone, “I’m fine it’s nothing I can’t handle, you can go if you want.”

“Okay.”

Amber sips her soup container tasting the rich liquid for a few seconds until her loss of taste kicks in to her disappointment. She has to remember to cancel room service since their soup is subpar to the one in her hand. Amber stands by the door for a few silent moments and can still feel Andrew’s presence outside.

She moves closer till she’s near face against the dark wood, “Andrew?”

“I’m still here.”

“You can go if you want.” Amber repeats more requesting than demanding, “I’m gonna have a nurse come in the morning and I still feel better than most right now anyway.”

“I know I just…” Andrew sighs and confesses his fear through the door, “I am afraid that if I leave, and you fall asleep you’re not gonna wake up this time and this is gonna be the last time I’ll see you.”

Amber’s heart swells at this confession as she can tell he is sincere in his worries. She decides to comfort him and make it clear that she is not going anywhere.

“It won’t be.” Amber tells him from her side, “I’ll call you in the morning and let you know how I am. I promise. You should go and get some rest before you go to work, and I should enjoy this soup you got me.”

Andrew grins at that, “Okay, I’ll be back tomorrow night and check on you. Call me if you need anything I don’t care what time it is, I’ll come.”

“I know.” Amber says with a grin as she can see he’s making an effort to make these a tolerable two weeks, “Good night.”

“Good night.” Andrew says with a grin before walking away from the door to leave Amber to her quarantine hoping this is the start to them reconciling while Amber is in her room beginning to see Andrew in a way she never thought she could again.

Next Part Here

[ninthprime]

the snowpiercer rewatch continues

this time with my original favorite season, probably still my favorite season (but i think i’m gonna be more positive on s3 this time and i don’t know what to do with that)

this liveblog’s like 3000 words longer than the s1 liveblog so apologies in advance. for Reasons i was particularly excited to study some things going on this season, especially in terms of the characters on big alice, so i took off my mental limiters. topics at hand: alex’s totally normal childhood, sykes also has every job, bess till is extremely depressed, audrey is ALSO extremely depressed, thoughts on this season’s specific depiction of violence and physical harm, and a surprise riverdale cameo

[rebelpeas]

wrote two fics today almost finished a zine art piece played frantic fanfic with my friends did shots of soju watched hannibal nbc watched riverdale (three episodes) Have A Headache. what a day

[supercap2319]

Meeting of Heroes

Pureheart The Powerful AKA Archibald "Archie" Andrews was no stranger to other superheroes like himself. His friends Jughead, Veronica, and Betty were also superheroes. Even Moose and Reggie. They even had allies in other areas like Greendale, home of Sabrina Spellman, code name: Enchantress. Speaking of Sabrina, she was off in another dimension dealing with magical problems that needed her attention, but she had time before she left to warn Archie and his friends that her enemies, the Greendale Thirteen, would be coming to Riverdale to take over.

The Greendale Thirteen was a group of thirteen witches that wanted to rule the mortal world and cast in an era of chaos and disarray. They wouldn't succeed. Not if Pureheart, Superteen, Miss Vanity, and Captain Hero had anything to say about it.

Despite not being here to help, Sabrina didn't leave her super pals completely alone. She was sending one of her closest friends to come and help them.

It was a good thing too, because they could use all the help they could get. Even though they all had super strength, they were still outnumbered by nine. The witches blasted them with their magic as Archie took on the head witch. She gave him an uninterested look. "You think you can stop us, child?" Her voice was oozing with overconfidence. "We are not of this earth. Nothing on this planet can stop us." She boasted.

"Well, I'm sure as hell gonna try." Pureheart told her as he flew towards her, fist raised for a punch. The witch laughed as she summoned a blast of blue magical energy as it crashed into Archie, knocking him back as he tried to break through it with punches. He kept punching himself a path with his brawn before the witch cast a shield to protect herself as Pureheart slammed his fists into the wall of magic to break through. The head witch summoned lightning and struck Archie down to the ground as he created a small crater from his descent.

He grunted as he looked up at the witch as she summoned a fireball in her hands and as she was about to throw it down at Archie, one of her fellow witches told her something as her face shifted from smug to complete anger and shock as the head witch barked orders for her fellow wiccans to blast their magic towards the sky as Archie frown in confusion as Betty and Veronica helped him up. “What the hell are they shooting at?” Captain Hero, Jughead, asked.

He got his answer as a ball of light that looked similar to a comet was heading towards them, as the witches' powers seemed to be ineffective against this thing. Each strike of magic made it seem bigger and more powerful as Pureheart watched the comet strike five witches down to the ground as the remaining eight either attacked and got hit by the ball of light, or tried to escape and got caught until only the head witch was left.

The ball of energy stopped as it formed a person with a red, black, yellow suit. He wore a black helmet and a red visor to cover his face as the mysterious flying man smiled at the witch. “Long time no see, witch bitch.”

“Why won’t you die?!” the witch shrieked as she blasted him with blue fire as he flew towards it and Archie’s heart dropped at that. Seeing this hero getting burned alive was unsettling, but luckily, he wasn’t. The new hero shot a stream of his own energy that glowed and sparkled like a miniature galaxy as the two energy forces collided over each other, trying to consume the other one as the witch was losing her edge. She struggled to push back. “You can’t win. We won’t be imprisoned again.”

“Too late. You’ve lost.” The hero pushed more energy until it exploded, causing a blinding light and Pureheart covered his eyes until it was all clear. They all looked to see the mystery hero standing there with the witch in his arms, unconscious. “There. She won’t be able to take over your town now.”

Archie swallowed as he walked towards the male hero and held out his hand. “Thanks for coming when you did. You saved our asses.”

The guy flashed Pureheart a grin that made his heart skip a beat. “No problem, Pureheart The Powerful. You and the Superteens are doing a great job. Keep up the good work.” He rounded up all the witches and put them together as he used his powers to create a large ball to fit all of them in. “See ya around.”

Archie watched him go as he smiled like an idiot before he remembered that they didn’t catch his name. “Wait! What’s your name?”

The guy looked down at them and smiled once again. “The Comet. But you can call me Y/N.” Then he was gone.

“Cool.” Archie whispered to himself.

[cookstorys]

𝚃𝚠𝚘 𝙾𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜, 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎

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Character- Reggie Mantle

Show/Movie- Riverdale

Warning- This is a 3 part story!, angst, your a cheater (again 😭), being a cheater is not slay so don’t be one fr 🌚

Females dni

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You walked into the crowded house full of drunk high school kids. You hated high school parties, they were always overcrowded and sweaty. You looked around for Reggie but only saw the idiots he called his friends. "Have any of you seen Reggie?" You asked walking to the group of boys but they all shook their heads. "Ask Archie." One of them spoke which you smile towards and left.

You searched for the red headed boy thru out the house and eventually did achieve but it was far to late. You found the extremely drunk red head dancing on the countertops of someone's kitchen. "Archie get down." You demanded while holding your hands out for Archie to take. "Thank You [name]."He giggled on his way down. "Let me take you home, it's obvious Reggie isn't coming." You started walking towards the exit with Archie leaning on you for support.

____Time skip_____

After a few minutes, you're practically dragging Archie to his front door. "Thank you again [name]." As he spoke you could tell he was starting to get sober. "No problem, next time don't get so shit-faced." You laugh and Archie joined in.

As he laugh you couldn't quite catch what the feeling was in your stomach but you acted on it. You took a step forward and kissed him which he quickly countered with kissing you back. As you broke away from him you could see the hurt in his eyes and he saw the same in yours. "I shouldn't have done that." You acknowledged and walked off.

___Two days Later___

IT WAS EATING YOU UP INSIDE! That moment, the kiss, Archie, the feeling you get in your stomach when you are around him now, hiding all this from Reggie. It was all too much to handle. The only two people who knew were Cheryl and Betty. Cheryl was your best friend so you were going to tell her regardless. Betty just realized something was up with you and you didn't feel like lying.

You've been trying your best to ignore Archie but that feeling still erupts in your stomach every time you see him. You've been trying to be more touchy with Reggie to take your mind off of it. Off of him. Reggie was far to perfect for you, you loved him and only him… right? 

You walked towards your 5th period only to be pulled into a random closet. A pair of lips almost immediately started attacking yours. "You look so hot today." Reggie complimented with his classic smirk. He pushes you into a cabinet and started kissing you harder.

"I'll take care of everything, ok?" He smiled and kissed you again. Which you grabbed his waist and pushed him closer to you. "I love you," Reggie whispered in your ear. You couldn't lie anymore, not to the one person you love the most. You pushed Reggie off, ignoring his confused face. "I kissed Archie," You admitted. The feeling of finally letting the secret be told aloud was immediately shot when you saw Reggie’s face.

Reggie stayed silent while backing away slowly. "I went to the party and he was drunk so I walked him home and we kissed." You quickly explained walking towards him, only for him to continue backing away. "Who kissed first?" He asked first looking down at the ground. He couldn't even look at you. "Me." You told.

"Fuck [name]," Reggie responded on the verge of crying. "I'm sorry baby it was a stupid mistake." You tried to reason and Reggie looked at you in disbelief. "Do you still love me? Was all our memories together for nothing?” Reggie asked with pleading eyes.

"I don't know." You answered honestly

Those three words were all Reggie needed to break down but he refused to do it in front of you tho. After a deep breath, he slaps you right across your face.

"Go to hell [last name]." Reggie stormed out.

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Let it snow (CH 1) Older!Billy Loomis x Fem!OC

So I have decided to try, TRY being the key word, to do Fluffcember this year. Now I don't know how often I will be able to get chapters out because, well, life, and also making presents for all of my family. But I've been wanting to write and this idea popped into my head. I will also being doing it a bit differently, instead of just using 1 prompt a day I will be picking and combining them, also don't be surprised if some chapters are spicier than others lol. That being said, I hope you enjoy this story!

The story is set in 2024, and using Billy's age in the movies he would be 46.

Willowcrest is also set in Maine

I considered this an oc since I talk about her name and looks and such but the story is set with a "You" point of view.

It will be explained later on why Billy's last name has been changed to Jones. (I also chose Jones as a nod to Skeet's character in Riverdale

Chapter 2

I also have a Ko-Fi, just in case anyone wants to tip with a $1 coffee ❤️

This story is also on ao3

Word count: 5,750

Pairing: Billy Loomis x Fem!OC

Warnings: Alludes to bad past relationship

Prompts: Holiday decorations/Slippery

⚠️ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐩𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬, 𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐢𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬, 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞.⚠️

You made sure your phone was pointed out towards the road as you drove along, even if you did drive slowly due to the ice, you wanted to capture the beauty before you.

“Y'all, when I say that this has to be some of the most beautiful scenery” you told your future audience, staring in awe at the snow around you.

“I'm only a few minutes away from the town, I know I'm driving slow but even with snow tires I'm new to this, Y'all know that where I'm from in south Georgia we don't get snow like this” you laughed while you made your way towards the big sign that read…

“Welcome to Willowcrest, we made it everyone, I'll cut the camera for now and pick back up when we get to the house” you pushed stop on your phone and righted yourself…This is where you would be living from now on, was it a change from Georgia, yes, was it what you needed? Also yes. You knew the house was near the outskirts of town, something you were happy about, you didn't like the thoughts of living in the middle of a bunch of people. Following your GPS while it wound you around less plowed roads you came to the long drive to your new house. It was narrow, only a little wider than your pickup, and thick with snow.

“You got this girl” you told the old classic before giving it a little more gas and climbing down the road, soon seeing the small cabin grow closer. It was a cute little thing, two bedrooms, one upstairs and one downstairs, one bath, with a decent size kitchen, living room and a fireplace, not to mention a wrap-around porch. But what really made the house for you, was the fact that the seller was leaving all of the furniture, a steal if you do say so yourself.

“Whelp-” You started while putting the truck in park.

“You ready to see your new home Cassie?” you looked over at the Fraffy riding shotgun, her tail wagging as she looked outside, her winter coat and boots already on her. You quickly grabbed your phone, and opened the door, Cassie bolting out beside you, as soon as she hit the ground she took off, running full speed into a pile of snow and quickly popping out the otherside before bouncing around. You couldn't help but laugh as you watched her have fun. Pressing the record on your phone once more you angled it towards the house.

“Well everyone, here it is! Now I know it looks small, but I mean…it's only Cassie and I sooo. Let us proceed!” You walked towards the house, capturing a shot of Cassie bounding around still. You unlocked the door and pushed It open, it was dark inside, but not stale luckily, that meant that the previous owners hadn't left the house for very long. It was dark, the curtains drawn so no natural light was coming in, but a quick flip of the switch let you know that the power company had indeed turned the power back on. The living room was spacious, with a dark green sectional placed against the small dividing wall, as well as floor to ceiling bookcases along the opposite wall, only stopping to frame the large tv that hung above the fireplace. You turned your camera towards the kitchen, a large kitchen with plenty of counter space, a farmhouse sink, and an island bar area with a wooden tabletop.

“Plenty of room to cook, bake, and can stuff once I get my garden going” you tell the camera. You walked down the hall to show the bathroom, it was a simply decorated one with wrought iron fixtures and such, but at least it had both a tub shower combo.

“This is the master bedroom” you stated, opening the door across from the bathroom. The room was large, a dresser and window were on the far wall, while the queen size bed rested in the middle of the wall to your left, across from it on the wall to your left was a decent sized wood burning stove.

“I feel like I'm going to get such good sleep tonight, especially after all that driving ” you laughed, while closing the door.

“And then” you started while opening the left side door at the very end of the hallway. You looked up the staircase after turning on the light.

“Slightly creepy I know but” you made your way up the narrow stairs and emerged in another large room.

“Now I could make this the master bedroom, but I'd rather keep it the one room with the stove and instead make this my craft room! Can't you picture all of the yarn on this wall, my sewing table on that one. I'll probably keep the bed there by the window since I didn't bring my couch. But yeah” you turned the camera back to you as you made your way back down.

“There is just one last thing” you told everyone, opening the other door at the end of the hall, you emerged on your back porch and turned the camera back around.

“Look at all that space!” Before you had at least two cleared acres.

“And that is just the cleared area, there is three acres of woods” you laughed, giving a little scenery view before turning the camera back around and stepping back inside.

“So I have to get everything in, get a fire going, and then probably head out to get some groceries. But this is it everyone, the next step of our adventure, I wonder what Willowcrest has in store for me” you smiled at the camera before pressing stop. You looked over at the couch, noticing that Cassie was already curled up on it and asleep.

“Ok, fire is first” you nodded, walking out to the woodshed and gathering up some logs, before coming back in and getting started…luckily your brother taught you how to make a fire, so it wasn't long til heat flooded the cabin.

“Now to move boxes” you sighed, making your way out to the trailer still attached to your truck and tossing off the tarp covering everything. One by one you brought in boxes of books, movies, kitchen supplies, fabric, yarn, every essential you thought you would need. You moved them into their respective rooms and sat down for a moment to soak in some warmth, you looked over at Cassie who was now sprawled out, still asleep, and wondered about taking a nap yourself, it was only about ten am after all.

The room was dark as you walked through it, the air thick and almost suffocating. You couldn't see anything, your ears straining to hear as you walked through the darkness. You weren't sure how long you walked, it felt like a never ending tunnel where the walls closed in faster and faster, when suddenly, you caught something…a light, it looked like a door. Finally! A way out. You started to run…or at least tried to, but suddenly everything was in slow motion, what should have been a run was a slow walk, and though you were moving forward, you were doing it much slower than what you wanted to. You began to panic, feeling like time was running out. You needed to reach the door quickly, you reached forward, tried to push forward, anything.

“HEY!” An angry male voice yelled.

You jolted awake with a jump, panting as you looked around, Cassie still asleep, the fire still roaring, everything was the same as before you fell asleep. Running your hand along your face you grabbed your phone and checked the time, almost noon, you wondered if there were any coffee shops in town.

“you wanna go for another ride?” you asked Cassie, watching as she picked up her head before flopping back down, going back to sleep.

“I'll take that as a no” you chuckled, getting up and making sure the fireplace cover was secure before grabbing your keys. Outside you unhitched the trailer before climbing in your truck and making your way towards the town. Your GPS led you down winding roads until the woods broke away to the port, the large river calm today as you drove past, you noticed the large New England homes to your left and the few shops dotted about on your right, but you kept going until you were in what you figured was the downtown area, the shops now a constant line down the streets, all fully decorated for Christmas and you knew there had to be a coffee shop somewhere down here. You decided to simply park and walk along the shops since it wasn't too cold, so you quickly found an empty parking space along the road. Before you got out you grabbed your phone and filmed a little shot of the shops, cars passing by as a few people walking around. Getting out of the truck you got onto the sidewalk and began making your way down, passing clothing stores, antique stores, a bookstore that you made a mental note about. Art studios, hunting and fishing shops, and hardware stores. All of which had some form of Christmas window display, lighting, or decoration, you smiled at it, your old town didn't really do anything for Christmas, it was just another day. You started to walk by another shop in your search for coffee when you had to stop and walk back.

“The Yarn Barn” was written in fancy yellow font on the glass door, your interest was piqued. You pushed open the door, and a soft ring of a bell alerted whoever else was in the shop, which was only a couple people.

“Hello! Let me know if you need anything” a girl smiled from behind the counter, the top of her large glasses hidden by the bangs of her bright orange bob, her white turtleneck covered by a large baggy brown cardigan.

“Thank you” you smiled back, turning to look at the shop, it was fairly big but had a cozy feel, different types of yarn lined the walls in rainbow colors, while the large island in the middle held crochet hooks, knitting needles, stitch markers, tape measures, everything you could think of, as well as bundles of hand dyed yarn. You felt like you were in heaven. You made your way around, grabbing a few yarns you felt like would make a cute scarf and beanie, you had never used wool before but first time for everything right? Plus it would be good content.

“Hello” you smiled at the young girl, she looked like she may have been a few years younger than you.

“Hello! Did you find everything ok?”

“Definitely” you laughed.

“You'll be seeing a lot more of me”

“Oh? Extreme hobbyist like me?”

“Business, I have a crochet shop and youtube”

“Get out! Seriously, do you have a card?” She asked as she finished adding everything up.

“I do” you smiled, fishing a card and the money out of your purse. She quickly finished your transaction before looking over your card.

“Do you mind if I sit it here with the other cards so people can find it?”

“Not at all, I'd really appreciate it” you smiled, happy to have someone appreciate small businesses.

“No problem at all, I love to help out fellow businesses. By the way, you're new here huh? I've never seen you before” she asked, bagging up your yarn.

“Yeah I just got here today”

“Long trip?”

“From Georgia” she looked over at you with wide eyes.

“That's quite the drive, why the change if I may ask?”

“Just wanted a change of scenery” you shrugged with a laugh.

“Well that is definitely a change, I'm originally from Wisconsin, I had a bit of a shock coming here, but I can't imagine”

“Definitely the first time seeing snow stick to the ground” you laughed and she openly gasped.

“You've never seen snow like this?!” You shook your head.

“Oh you have to come to the lighting ceremony tonight! It happens at seven, they light up the tree in the middle of town as well as all of the shops, it's a huge deal for the town!” she told you excitedly, her hands making gestures as she talked

‘this must really be a big deal’ you thought, nodding along.

“That sounds like a lot of fun actually, are pets allowed? My daughter loves looking at lights”

“Of course! It's fun for the whole family after all” she laughed.

“Well then, count on two more being there” you nodded, watching as she slightly jumped and clapped.

“You won't regret it, it's the best way to ring in the town! Oh shoot, I totally spaced, I'm Kate by the way” she offered you her hand.

“Evie” you smiled back, shaking her hand.

“It’s very nice to meet you Evie, and let me be the first to welcome you to Willowcrest”

“Thank you, it's nice to meet you as well” you looked over as the bell rang, indicating another customer.

“well I better get going, I'll be back though” you laughed, heading for the door.

“I look forward to it, and seeing you tonight”

“see you there” and with that you walked out, stopping only a few steps away, you quickly peeked back in, watching as Kate's head looked up.

“Do you know of any coffee shops around here?”

“There are a few, but I recommend The Kumo Cafe down the road, trust me, you can't miss it” she smiled.

“Thank you so much!” You waved and walked back out.

‘Right down the road’ you nodded and began making your way down, passing more shops,so far Willowcrest seemed like a town you could really see yourself living in for a long time, beautiful scenery, awesome shops, nice people, kawaii cafe…wait. You stopped in front of the pastel pink building, the Christmas display in the window of cute candy themed chibi animals, the mascot on the door, a very anime like cloud, and bubbly pastel blue font that read.

“Kumo Cafe”

“Oh you have got to be kidding me” you smiled, always having been a fan of Japanese stuff. You opened the door, your eyes widening as you looked around at the pastel pink, blue, and white walls decorated with what you could only guess were original characters. The floor was matching checkerboard, the booths were pink while the chairs were pink and blue gingham, streamers hung from the ceiling and beside the counter were two booths inset into heart shapes on the wall with the words.

“All you need is love and coffee” above them.

The counter…the counter was filled with sweets of every kind, and behind the two women were multiple coffee makers. The menu hung high on the wall, decorated with more characters.

“Oh this would be the perfect place to record some content” you told yourself, suddenly realizing you hadn't asked Kate if you could film the yarn shop, you'd have to ask next time. You made your way towards the counter, the smell of coffee making you feel like you floated to it.

“Hi! Well you're new” the one woman spoke, her bright pink natural curly hair complimenting her dark skin. Her pastel pink turtleneck slightly hidden behind her pastel blue apron that had the same cloud character as the door.

“Hello, is it that noticeable?” You laughed.

“Small town, we know everyone” the other girl spoke, looking behind her at you while she made the coffee. Her dark hair in pigtails under her pastel blue beret, her light eyeshadow and slight wing complimented the almond shape of her eyes, and you could tell she was wearing circle lenses. Her white sweater dress under the same apron as the first girl.

“Not many new people?” You asked, watching as she turned and handed the coffee to the other customer.

“Not here, vacationers sure, but not residents” she stated

“I'm not passing through?” You joked, watching as she joined the other girl.

“Na, you got the vibe of a resident” the first one spoke.

“Vibe?”

“Yeah, and it's not just your cute cottagecore fit. You just seem like someone who has decided to settle here” she told you.

“That's…scary accurate” you laughed

“I'm a sensitive, It's my thing” she shrugged.

“Melody” she stated while holding out her hand.

“Evie” you smiled, taking her hand.

“Like the Pokemon?!” She smiled wide, her eyes seeming to sparkle behind her glasses.

“You could say that” you giggled.

“That is so cool!”

“I'm Hitomi” the other girl laughed at her friend, taking your hand to shake.

“Nice to meet you both, I love your cafe also, this is so cute! Could I film in here for YouTube stuff? Like blurring out faces of course.” You asked.

“Oh my God of course!” Melody replied excitedly.

“If you want, we can do a bit of an introduction and then some like b roll of us making your coffee” she suggested. And that was exactly what you did, you let them introduce themselves and talk about how they started up the shop, then Melody let you behind the counter to film Hitomi making the coffee. You paid and filmed around the shop, telling them that you would see them at the lighting ceremony and introduce them to Cassie. You made your way towards the door, noticing the light snow starting to fall again, making sure your bag and purse was secure on your arm, you stepped out onto the sidewalk and turned to walk across the street…Everything was fine…Until it wasn't. Your foot hit a patch of ice on the sidewalk's edge and you found yourself falling backwards, your hands going to the sides to try and grab something, but nothing was there. Letting out a small squeak, you continued to fall until you felt an arm stop you, and help you stand. Taking a second to try to slow down your heart rate, you looked up and were met with dark brown eyes, his gaze intense as he stared down at you, making you feel…someway.

“Thank you” you said after a moment, slightly stepping away from him, where you could now see him a bit better. He was older than you, maybe by ten, fifteen years if you had to guess. His hair was slicked back and dark brown, and he had just the right amount of facial hair, you found yourself thinking that it suited him well, which surprised you since you usually weren't a fan of it. But it was still his eyes that kept you still.

“No problem, you're not from around here”

“Everyone keeps saying that, didn't know it was that obvious” you slightly laughed.

“Locals would know to be careful about the edge of the sidewalk” he motioned to the slick area with his coffee cup before taking a drink, never taking his eyes off of you.

“Ahh…yeah…they don't really have that much ice in Georgia, at least not where I'm from”

“Georgia? Long way from home, what brings you here?” He asked, almost like he was studying you.

“Wanted a change of scenery, threw a dart at the map and it landed here” you shrugged, causing him to raise a brow.

“It's the truth officer…Jones” you stated, reading his badge, having only realized his uniform.

“Odd way to relocate” He smirked

“Maybe, but it worked,” you replied, watching as he moved closer.

“Well, Miss..”

“Mills”

“Miss Mills, be careful, you're not in Georgia anymore” he gave you a small smile, almost a smirk, before he walked past, making his way towards a sheriff's car. You watched him go, letting out the breath you didn't know you were holding.

‘He's a cop Evie, bad idea’ you told yourself, watching as he backed out of the parking space and drove off.

You headed across the street, checking out the shops on the other side before heading back to your truck and making your way to the grocery store, where you picked up all of the essentials as well as dog food for Cassie, who, was just waking up when you arrived back at your house.

“Lazy bones” you smiled, patting her head as you began putting things away, your mind drifting back to officer Jones.

You filled your day with unpacking, cooking dinner, and generally just trying to settle in, until it got closer to seven.

“You ready girl?” You asked, holding up Cassie's fur lined coat. She quickly jumped off the spot she claimed on the couch and allowed you to put her coat and boots on before following you out to your truck, your breath coming out in puffs of smoke as you slightly shivered. Man It was going to take you a little bit to get used to this cold.

The ride into town was a lot shorter now that you knew what you were doing, and once you got close enough you realized just how big of a deal this ceremony was.

“Dang I think the whole town is here” you told Cassie while quickly pulling into the only parking space you came across, you looked out at all of the people gathering around the giant Christmas tree, you wondered where Kate, Melody, and Hitomi were, or if you'd even be able to see them in this crowd.

“Guess we better get a spot” you told Cassie, hooking up her leash and helping her out of the truck, her tail practically vibrating as she waited for you to get your phone. The two of you made your way towards the crowd, keeping your eye out for a mass of pink as you figured Melody would be the easiest to spot, but you were stopped by an elderly couple aweing at Cassie and asking if they could pet her, you allowed it, knowing she would be sad if you denied her free pets. After talking for a bit the couple welcomed you to the town and you all walked closer to the tree.

You stopped once you figured you were close enough and again looked for your new acquaintances, but your eyes didn't land on a mass of pink, a pastel dress, or bright red hair. Instead they met the same gaze you had been thinking about all day. Officer Jones was leaning against the brick wall outside of the hunting store, his eyes watching you as he nursed what you could only assume was yet another coffee. You blinked, wondering if you should acknowledge him or just stare back, deciding on the former you lifted the hand that held Cassie’s leash and gave a small wave, watching as he gave you that same small smirk he gave earlier and lifted two fingers away from his cup in a makeshift wave, his other hand still buried in the pocket of his coat.

“EVIE!” You heard your name spoke excitedly before that pink you had been looking for came into view.

“Hey Melody, hey Hitomi” you smiled

“is this Cassie?” Hitomi asked, already crouching down alongside Melody who was currently petting Cassie.

“This is her”

“she is so adorable!” Melody gushed.

“Oh my God she is precious” a new voice spoke up. You looked over to see Kate looking down at Cassie.

“Hey Kate”

“Katie!” Melody smiled, hugging Kate, you guessed you shouldn't have been surprised they knew each other, they seemed like they would travel in the same circle. You found your eyes looking over again, spotting him still standing there, but this time there was a woman beside him, a blonde who looked closer to his age. They were talking, laughing as you watched her place her hand on his chest for a moment while he smiled at her. You watched her begin talking animatedly again, him nodding before taking another sip of his coffee, his eyes suddenly darting back to you, catching your gaze once more. You quickly looked away, realizing you had gotten caught.

‘Stop it Evie, don't even entertain the thought’

“Oh come on guys it's about to happen!” Kate exclaimed as everyone began walking closer to the tree, you followed along, squeezing in behind Hitomi, Melody to the right of her, and Kate to your left. You heard voices grow closer behind you, a woman and a man, and it didn't take you long to realize who's voices they were as they approached.

“Oh this is always so exciting isn't it Billy!” She stated happily.

“Best part of the season” he finished, but you caught something, it was faint, and well hidden, but you could have sworn you caught a tone of disinterest. But before you could think more Cassie began whining, her big brown eyes looking up at you before looking around.

“Oh, you can't see huh baby” you realized, reaching down and lifting the fourty pound pup up. She situated herself, happily looking around before her eyes settled behind you, her tail wagging.

“Hey pup” you heard him speak, before you felt him petting her.

“She's not heavy?” You heard the woman beside him ask, you gave a small glance back to let her know you were acknowledging her but didn't want to interrupt Cassies's pets.

“Na, perks of growing up on a farm” you laughed, adjusting Cassie.

“ALRIGHT EVERYONE! LET THE COUNTDOWN BEGIN!” A man up front shouted before everyone began counting down from ten, and, well, you didn't know what you were expecting, but this was far more magical. As soon as it hit zero the entire town was flooded with lights, from the tree to every nook and cranny of every shop. You gasped as you looked around, Cassie’s head jerking around as she took it all in, her tail in overdrive, she had always loved Christmas lights.

“better than Georgia?” Kate asked with a giggle.

“So much better” you stated, still in awe as you watched the crowd disburse.

“Oh Ms. Wilson, Officer Jones I didn't see you back there” Kate suddenly registered the two.

“Dear I've told you, call me Sophia” the woman told her while you sat Cassie back down now that there were less people.

“but I don't think we've met” she stated while looking at you, she seemed friendly enough, on the outside..but you felt like there wasn't something right about her.

“No we haven't, I just moved to town, Evie, nice to meet you”

“Nice to meet you as well” she smiled while shaking your hand.

“We don't get many new residents,” she stated.

“so I've been told” you replied, looking over at Melody and Hitomi.

“so what brings you to our little town?” Sophia asked, and just as you were about to answer, a different voice answered instead.

“Wanted a change of scenery, threw a dart at the map and it landed here” everyone looked over at Officer Jones, who, if you heard right, was named Billy.

“How?” Sophia asked while he looked at you with that same small smirk.

“First day here and she already fell for me” you knew it was just a joke about you tripping, but the look in his eyes told you he meant it in both implied ways. Which made you quickly correct him.

“I tripped, he caught me before I fell. I'm not used to ice”

“The edge of the sidewalks?” Hitomi asked

“Yeah, right after I left the cafe”

“well it's a good thing he was there, you could have gotten really hurt” Melody said, worry in her tone

“yeah,” You nodded

“thanks again by the way” you told him, watching as he shook his head.

“just part of the job”

“helping beautiful women is always the best part of the job” another man said while coming up beside him.

“Officer Hernandez” he offered his hand with a large smile, he seemed younger than Billy, closer to your age.

“Evie” You smiled, shaking his hand.

“Oh cool! Like the Pokemon?” He asked, causing Billy to look at him like he was stupid, but Melody chimed in.

“That's what I asked!” You couldn't help but laugh as they walked away to talk and look at the displays.

“Billy, why don't we go look at some of the displays too, I heard Debbie put a lot of work into hers” Sophia smiled, Billy looked back at you but answered her.

“Sure, but I'm still on duty Soph” he finally turned to look at her before she grabbed his arm and began walking, you watched them go, an odd feeling settling in your stomach.

‘Let it go Evie’

“Come on girl” you told Cassie, walking in the opposite direction and pulling out your phone, you'd have to get Hitomi to airdrop you her video of the tree lighting for your video. You made sure you got all of the business names in your shots before showing the displays, each one grander than the next, each one more and more, well, Christmas-y, you couldn't help but smile.

“This is so pretty! I'm so glad they decided to do a Christmas light display this year!”

“Yeah it's cool”

“Oh! Do you think we could get some hot chocolate? Really get into the spirit!”

“for fucks sake was coming here not enough?! You really know how to fucking push it you know, just look at your lights and be happy”

You felt the smile slip from your lips as you phone slowly lowered, the memories replaying clearly in your mind. Your lip quivered, but you closed your eyes and took a deep breath, shaking your head as if to shake out the thoughts before you kept filming, unaware that your small episode had been seen by a watchful gaze. You finished filming all of the shops before meeting up with everyone. Everyone wanted to get a moment to say hi to your audience, even Officer Hernandez, who quickly pulled Billy over, much to the older man's annoyance.

“you don't mind being on YouTube do you? I don't have to put this in if you don't want me to” you told him, watching him run a hand through his hair.

“na you're good” he told you, while the younger officer threw his arm around Billy's shoulder.

“You, on the other hand, are cut off” he told him, grabbing the coffee the young man had.

“Hey, I got to stay awake”

“At your age you have enough natural energy for that”

“At thirty your natural energy starts decreasing” Hernandez defended.

“See if hasn't decreased that much”

“Evie, do you have to have coffee?”

“She's like in her early twenties,” Billy told him.

“Thirty one, and I drink it every day” you replied, making both men stop.

“You are not thirty one” Billy stated.

“Was born in ninety three”

“You're a year older than me?!” Hernandez looked shocked and honestly, slightly horrified, you simply shrugged.

“How?!”

“Good genes, women in my family never look their age” You stopped the recording while laughing at their shocked faces.

“That's just how it is gentlemen” you told them.

“Sorry, it's just hard to believe you're only fifteen years younger than Billy” Hernandez said while shaking his head

‘46’

“Well if it makes you feel better, both of you look younger than your ages” you smiled.

“It does thank you,” Hernandez replied, earning an eyeroll from Billy. You hung out with everyone for a little bit longer before you noticed Cassie starting to get cold.

“Well I think I'm going to call it a night, need to get this one home and back to her fireplace” You told everyone, the girls quickly hugging you and kissing Cassie, officer Hernandez shaking your hand and telling you to swing by the station anytime. Sophia shaking your hand as well, though much more hesitantly you noticed. But as you went to shake Billy's hand he simply shook his head.

“I'll walk you to your car, make sure you don't slip again” he smirked, watching as you rolled your eyes.

“I will never live that down” you huffed, causing him to slightly laugh. You wished everyone a goodnight and began towards your truck, Billy easily walking beside you.

“Have a good night?” He asked after a moment.

“I did” you smiled, letting the silence settle in again.

“Got a feeling you're gonna fit in here, seems like you already have a lot of friends”

“And a few enemies” you said under your breath, but he caught it if his chuckle was anything to go by.

“Sophia doesn't like competition”

“Who says I'm competition for anything?” You asked him after you helped Cassie into the truck, you turned to look at him and found him much closer than before, his eyes once again gazing into yours as if trying to read your life's story. Before he just gave you that same little smirk and gestured with his head for you to get into the truck. You wanted to roll your eyes and ignore him, but for some reason, you just turned and got into the truck, him closing the door before you rolled down your window with the hand crank. His hand grabbed the now open window as he spoke.

“Drive safe, the roads are slippery around this time”

“Luckily my truck handles it better than my shoes do” you joked before adding.

“Thank you, I will, you drive safe too”

“Will do” he said staring at you for a moment before he pushed off, smacking the truck door and backing away.

“Welcome to Willowcrest Evie”

“Thank you Officer Jones”

“Billy”

“...Billy” you smiled, he smiled back before turning and making his way back to the crowd while you pulled out and made your way back home, driving a bit slower just in case. Once inside you started up the stove in your bedroom and got changed, returning to Cassie already passed out on the bed. Settling in you grabbed your phone, thumbing through the videos before finding the one you were looking for.

“you don't mind being on YouTube do you? I don't have to put this in if you don't want me to”

“na you're good”

“You, on the other hand, are cut off”

“Hey, I got to stay awake”

“At your age you have enough natural energy for that”

You stopped the video suddenly, quickly turning off the phone and putting it away.

‘Don't Evie, it won't end well’

There it is! Chapter 1! Much to be revealed still, but for now, that is where I leave you.

I will also leave you with pictures I found to model Cassie, Hitomi, Melody, and Kate after.

Cassie

Hitomi. Melody. Kate