#riverdale x gender neutral reader

[dxncingwithastrxnger]

may your days be merry and bright (Jughead x Reader)

A/N: Tada!!! My very first Juggy fic!! This one, as well as the other Riverdale fics I'll be posting today and tomorrow, was requested by my amazing best friend, @the-ancient-fae!!! Roxy, here is your first of many stories, I hope you enjoy it!! I know this isn't the longest, but I hope the actual content makes up for it!! I hope everyone else who reads this enjoys it as well!!!

Pairing(s): Husband!Jughead x GN!Reader (Pronouns not specificed)

Prompts: "someone ate santa's cookies last night and it wasn't me" + Christmas baking from my Christmas Sleepover post

Tag(s): All fluff!! Mentions of kids

Word Count: 321

Song Inspiration: White Christmas By Bing Crosby

Not beta'd, all mistakes are my own.

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“Someone ate all of Santa’s cookies last night. And it wasn’t me.” 

You jolt guiltily and freeze, half of a cookie hanging out of your mouth. You stay where you are, facing away from him, your lips turning up slightly.

Jughead comes up behind you, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder as he leans forward to look at your face, snatching the rest of the cookie away from you and popping it into his own mouth instead.

You gasp and immediately pout as he chuckles and walks over to the fridge. “I thought we agreed that I would be playing the role of Santa this year?” He questions with a raised eyebrow sent your way.

“I woke up in the middle of the night and got hungry.” You tell him defensively.

Your husband snickers as he gets out the orange juice. “I didn’t realize that means you get to steal my cookies.” The look in his eyes is amused and not at all truly upset, and you relax a little bit.

“Well, to make it up to you,” You walk over to the fridge right before he closes it and pull out a large bowl filled with cookie dough. “I decided to make some more so that you can have your cookies after all.” You tell him matter-of-factly with a smile.

He chuckles softly and kisses your temple. “Well, look at that. You make the cookies and I make breakfast?” He asks.

You nod happily. “Sounds like a plan!” You look at the clock on the wall of the kitchen. “I’d say we have about 60-90 minutes before the kids wake up, so that tells you what you have the time to make.”

“I better get to it, then.”

The two of you spend the next hour and a half making breakfast and sweet treats for your little family, basking in the joy of a warm and cozy Christmas morning.

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A/N: How was it?? Please, tell me what you think, I'd love to know!!! Thank you sm for reading!!!!

[zeldaspellmaniswife]

Being Betty Cooper's Sibling

You're the youngest child of Alice and Hal Cooper. You were not expected, but when your parents found out they were having you they were joyed, especially your older sisters Polly and Betty, Betty mainly was more excited than Polly

As you started growing up you looked up to Betty more than you did your parents, you followed Betty everywhere she went non-stop you were practically her child to most people when you and your family were out and about.

This year you started your first year at Riverdale High it was a bit scary for you nut you didn't worry because Betty was there to help guide you and help you with your classes.

You getting bullied? Betty will gladly get suspended for protecting her baby brother/sister in any way, shape, or form. You boyhe got suspened for getting into a fight at school? worth it, you both did it together.

You have nightmares? Betty knows how you get when you have nightmares, so she lets you sleep in her bed and she wraps her arms around you protectively as you sleep making sure you're perfectly safe.

Betty is the kind of sibling who constantly babies you showers you with kisses and cuddles and stuffed animals.

You dating someone? Oh boy... They'll have to deal with your sister Betty first. Betty asks your boyfriend or girlfriend loads of questions, as they try to seek Betty's approval to date you. She's always your chaperon on dates and everything, especially when you're alone with your boyfriend or girlfriend.

Your boyfriendor girlfriendbreak your heart? Sheesh... They're going to be in deep shit after you tell Betty... She'll comfort you throught the day but at night... Oh boy... She'll get revenge for ya, making it known to those who broke your heart to never mess with her baby sister/brother.

[janedoeremi]

Tumblr Memes of 2023

January: Polls, Bug Race, Tumblr Sexyman Round 2, No Fly List Leak

February: Vanilla Extract, Tumblr Sexywoman Polls, Homestuck Fandom Commiting Voter Fraud, Miette decimating Todoroki in Blorbo Polls, Just so many polls

March: Dean Winchester and his Time Traveling Impala in The Winchesters, Celebrating Ides of March a week early, March 14th: The Day Krabs Fries, Ides of March, Autism Swag Poll, Ultimate Cat Girl (Gender Neutral) Poll, Putin having a warrent for his arrest, The Bots returned with a vengance

April: April Fools Day, Sonic the Hedgehog died, Trumps arrest, Barbie Arresting Trump, Everyone getting a Barbie description, Poll with Nina Tucker and Alexander needs them to tie to move on together, hyperspecific polls, Misha Collins assigned Bisexual by the WB, Elon Musk being the victim of Murphy's Law, It's gonna be May

May: Dracula Daily cast is stuck in a time loop, Trigun stan causes book: This Is How You Lose the Time War to become a bestseller, whatever the fuck happened with Eurovision, TOTK releases and gave us our feral Link back, Barbie and Ken arrested template.

June: Pride month, Across the Spiderverse... just all of it, trump getting arrested...again, The Great Reddit Migration & r/196, Horse Race, Meows Morales, The week long Titanic Oceangate Iron Lung Clusterfuck, Destial 'i love you' news meme trends at least 4 different times for different reasons, Papyrus says fuck day

July: Twitter post rationing causing Tumblr Migration 2: Electric Boogaloo, ao3 went down for 2 days, ao3 readers debating on going back to wattpad/ff.net, Barbieheimer double feature, Tree Law invoked, Elon renamed Twitter to X

August: Tiktok trying and failing to make their own Goncharov: Zepotha, Destiel confirmed canon again by not-so-rouge translator, Riverdale polycule finale, Trump mugshot, One Piece Live Action Pirate-Clown annoys Tumblr users

September: Mole Interest, Ice King became a Tumblr Sexyman again, 21st of September.

October: Spooky month, Merlin Twitter updates for first time in years to show streaming options confusing fans, The Amazing Digital Circus and Nerdy Prudes Must Die both trend for a week straight, trying to insert Markipler into the FNAF Movie

November: Nov. 5th 3rd year anniversary, Zach and Cody get their dinner reservation after 15 years. Goncharovs 1st 50th anniversary.

December: Gavle Goat being devoured by Jackdaws, Hbomberguy lives up to his name and nukes James Somerton's plagerism ridden channel, Its Dec 10th, We're gonna have to kill this guy template, almost Christmas, one more sleep til Christmas (screams internally), Halloween trends on Christmas Eve

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What I would write

I write for any gender, both character and Reader/OC, be it female, male, neutral transsexual. Any.

Yandere!Character x Reader, Yandere!Reader x Yandere!Character, Yandere!OC x Reader and Yandere!OC X OC.

Dark!Au, Gore, Disorders, Smut/NSFW, explicit language, soft!yandere, alternative AU, Horror, Age gap (depends on how much).

Romantic, platonic and general Yanderes, as well as more specific themes; example: yandere x depressive!reader.

Stockholm syndrome.

Pregnancy, childbirth and death in childbirth.

Non-Con, Dub-Con, BDSM.

Fluff; non-yandere.

Monsterfucking, specific kinks.

Angst.

What I DON'T write

Any kind of NSFW content with children, anything with children will just be platonic.

I don't write NSFW with characters that have a childish appearance or personality, just platonic.

I don't usually write ships because I consider it something personal, but I can do it if someone wants to.

Age play, scap.

Minor x Adult (only platonic).

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Headcanons

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NSFW content adds an additional charge of $3,00/R$3,00.

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NSFW content adds an additional charge of $5,00/R$6,00.

My list of current fandoms, but I can always add more:

Anime

Attack on Titan, Amensia, Death Note, Demon Slayer, Diabolik Lovers, Fruits Basket, Haikyuu!!, Hakuoki, Hunter x Hunter, Jujutsu Kaisen, Kamigami no Asobi, Naruto, Mirai Nikki, One Piece, Blood of Zeus.

Books

Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, A Song of Ice and Fire, Pegasus and The Flame of Olympus (series), IT., A Court of Thorns and Roses (ACOTAR), The Bridgertons, Twilight, The Lord of the Rings, The Cruel Prince: The Folk of the Air, The Bridgertons, Twilight.

Games

Genshin Impact, Detroit Become Human, Mystic Messenger, Time Princess Dress Up (TP: characters), Yandere Simulator, My Candy Love (Amour Sucré), Arkyos Angel, A Plague Tale.

K-Pop

BTS, BLACKPINK, GOT7, EXO, BIGBANG, TWICE, AESPA, Stray Kids, ITZY, Hyuna and Dawn, Red Velvet, NCT, Monsta X, Taemin, Dreamcatcher, LE SSERAFIM, (G)I-DLE.

Series/TV Show

Game of Thrones, House of the Dragon, The Originals, The Vampire Diaries, Teen Wolf, Supernatural, Outer Banks, Friends, Brooklyn Nine-Nine, Euphoria, Reign, Bridgerton, The Flash, Supergirl, Outlander, American Horror Story, Wednesday, Riverdale, Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, The Sandman, Lucifer, Winx Club, Ragnarok, The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power, Invisible City (Cidade Invisível), Shadow and Bone, Adventure Time, The Witcher, Rebelde MX (RBD), Heartstopper, Hannibal, Criminal Minds, The Last Kingdom.

Movies

Disney Universe, Marvel Universe, DC Universe, Maze Runner, Halloween, Friday the 13th, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, A Nightmare on Elm Street, Transformers, How to Train Your Dragon, Miraculous, Ever After High, Monster High, Barbie Universe, Christmas Movies, Maze Runner, Avatar, Twilight, Star Wars.

K-Dramas

My Demon, Bussiness Proposal, Doom At Your Service, Hometown Cha-Cha-Cha, Crash Landing on You, My Name, Mr Queen, King the Land.

Mythology

Greek, Egyptian, Norse Mythology and Brazilian Folklore.

Historical Characters

Alexander the Great, Cleopatra, Caesar Augustus, Julius Caesar and etc...

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Masterlist:

Key: Fluff ^ Angst * GN Reader # Fem Reader /

Please note that as far as I'm aware, all my headcanons ARE gender neutral, whereas my oneshots and series will most likely be female readers. (If there are gendered terms in my headcanons, please let me know so I can fix it!) _________________________

Criminal Minds

Spencer Reid x Fem! Streamer! Reader

(Spencer reacts to his girlfriend playing and streaming various games!)

PT 1 Stardew Valley PT 2 Pumpkin Panic

A Date With Death (Spencer Reid x Fem! Unsub! Reader)

PT 1 PT 2

Magnetic Force (Spencer Reid x Fem! Genius! Reader)

PT 1

Spencer Reid Headcanons (Separate Masterlist)

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Hazbin Hotel

How They React to You Being Powerful (And a bit InSanE) #^

(Alastor, Angel Dust, Husker, Lucifer)

How You React to Angel Dust Speaking Italian ^#

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Harry Potter Characters

Second Chances ^*/ (Mattheo Riddle x Fem! Reader)

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Hogwarts Legacy

If You Let Me ^*/ (Sebastian Sallow x Fem! Reader)

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Stranger Things

Honey ^/ (Steve Harrington x Single Mother! Reader)

PT 1 PT 2

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Riverdale

Sweetness ^/* (Sweet Pea x Fem! Reader)

PT 1

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BNHA (Headcanons)

Comforting Their SO ^#

PT 1 (Bakugou, Midoriya, Todoroki, Kirishima, Kaminari, Shinsou)

How Your Relationship Started ^#

PT 1 (Bakugou, Midoriya, Todoroki, Kirishima, Kaminari, Shinsou)

How They React to Their SO Getting Sick ^#

PT 1 (Bakugou, Midoriya, Todoroki, Kirishima, Kaminari, Shinsou)

How They React to Their SO Getting Stalked ^*#

PT 1 (Sero, Shinsou, Tokoyami, Shigaraki)

PT 2 (Bakugou, Kirishima, Midoriya, Aizawa, Keigo)

PT 3 (Kurogiri, Dabi, Toga)

How They Would React to an SO Taller/Shorter Than Them ^#

PT 1 (Bakugou, Midoriya, Todoroki, Kirishima, Kaminari, Shinsou)

How You Two Would Sleep ^#

PT 1 (Bakugou, Midoriya, Todoroki, Kirishima, Kaminari, Shinsou)

PT 2 (Hawks, Eraser Head, Fatgum, Mirko, Midnight, Present Mic)

Their SO Comforts Them ^*#

PT 1 (Bakugou, Midoriya, Todoroki, Kirishima, Kaminari, Shinsou)

Yandere Headcanons *#

PT 1 (Bakugou, Midoriya, Todoroki, Kirishima, Kaminari, Shinsou)

_______________________________

BNHA (Series)

You're My Prize (Shoto Todoroki x Mafia! Fem! Reader) ^*/

PT 1 PT 2 PT 3

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Haikyuu!! (Headcanons)

How You Two Sleep ^#

PT 1 - Captains (Daichi, Kuroo, Oikawa, Bokuto, Kita, Ushijima)

Pick Up Lines They Use On You ^#

PT 1 - Captains (Daichi, Kuroo, Oikawa, Bokuto, Kita, Ushijima)

When They Want Affection ^#

PT 1 - Setters (Oikawa, Atsumu, Kenma, Kageyama, Akaashi)

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Teen Wolf (Series)

Beware the Spirits of the Vengeful ^*/

PT 1 PT 2 PT 3 PT 4 PT 5 (Derek Hale, Scott McCall, Stiles Stilinski, Isaac Lahey)

Balloons (Stiles Stilinski x Reader) ^*/

PT 1

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[bumblesimagines]

Malachai and these two, please. Thanks x

"I'm not a good person, not usually."

"I won't let anything bad happen to you."

Please request more ladies!

"Why'd you pick a fight with the Serpents?" You asked softly, turning your head to look at your boyfriend. Malachai sighed, licking his lips.

"They were the ones who picked a fight with us. That little rat and his spoilt friends have no idea what's coming." Malachai muttered, eyes narrowing. You placed a gentle hand on his thigh, attracting his gaze.

"These kids are from the Northside. They're privileged and the cops will believe them over you." You reminded him softly. Malachai let out a soft grunt, nodding.

"But, I want you to know.." Malachai reached out, gently gripping your chin. "I won't let anything bad happen to you."

"I know, Mal." You smiled softly, leaning forward and pressing your lips against his. Malachai hummed in content, holding the back of your head as he returned the kiss. You pulled back, smiling softly and scooting closer to him.

"You know, I'm not a good person, not usually.. but I wanna do good for you. I want to make you proud and safe." Malachai said softly, holding you close to his side.

"You always make me feel safe, Mal."

[auroracalisto]

Ooo can I please request #8 and #20 with Sweet Pea x Northsider!reader?🥰💜

sweet pea wasn't often like this.

the confident southside serpent came to your house all alone, soaked by the pouring rain just beyond the protection of your porch.

"sweet pea?" you furrowed your eyebrows, moving to let him inside. you were hesitant to—sweet pea constantly made snide comments about you and your friends at school. you always knew that they were just jokes, but it didn't mean he ever stopped saying them. and yet, here he was, looking like a kicked puppy.

"come��come in, sweet pea. i'm the only one home," you continued, mentally scolding yourself for that one. "do you—you're soaked," you frowned.

"yeah," sweet pea said, his voice rough. it sounded as if he had been crying. he came into your home, standing awkwardly beside of you for a moment. "look, i—i got into a fight with my dad," he admitted. "i would have gone to fangs, but he's in the hospital, and jug's gone who knows where. i didn't know where else to go."

it only took you a second longer of staring at him to realize his eye was starting to bruise. "let... let me get you some dry clothes and some ice, okay? just stay here."

you quickly rushed to a bedroom in which you knew there would be clothes big enough to fit the tall serpent. in turn, you ran by your bathroom and grabbed a towel before going back to sweet pea.

"there's a bathroom right here. go ahead and get dried off and changed, okay? meet me in the kitchen after."

you pointed just down the hallway and he gave a small nod.

when he shut and locked the bathroom behind him, you left to the kitchen and grabbed a kitchen towel and a bag of frozen peas from your freezer. you wrapped it and set it on the counter, hoping sweet pea would see it and use it for his eye. you hurriedly made a pot of coffee, realizing that sweet pea was probably freezing. he would need something to warm up quick.

halfway through the coffee pot being filled, sweet pea came into the kitchen. "should i put my clothes somewhere..?"

you looked over at him, frowning. "no, i'll grab them in a second and stick them in the dryer," you said. "sit down," you motioned to the table and handed him the makeshift ice pack.

he gave a small nod, doing as he was told and taking the bag of peas. "thank you..."

you grabbed two mugs, deciding that it was already nine—you might as well stay up a little longer and make sure that the serpent was okay, despite the fact that this was one of the first times you ever spoke to him one on one.

sweet pea cleared his throat as he watched you. "thank you," he said.

"for what?"

he averted his gaze, looking at the tabletop. "you could have told me to get lost. i wouldn't have blamed you if you did," he said.

you poured two cups of coffee and brought the mugs over to him. "why would i do that?" you asked. he looked at the mugs and you grabbed a small sugar bowl and the milk from your fridge, along with two spoons.

"because it's not like... it's not like we're good friends or anything. i just show up in the middle of the night and you let me in."

you hummed in response, sitting down across from him after getting everything situated.

"i'm sorry," sweet pea said.

you rose an eyebrow.

"for saying some of the things at school. i didn't... i didn't mean them."

you shrugged. "it's okay sweet pea. but really, stop stressing yourself out. you're hurt. i should be the one apologizing," you said.

"why?"

"because... you're hurt?"

he gave you a soft smile. "i appreciate it, but it's not your fault. my dad's just a... piece of work."

"looks like it," you replied, frowning at his bruising eye. "piece of work? what's with you and not cussing?"

he grinned again. "didn't know if you cared or not."

"since when did sweet pea care what i cared about?" you cheekily grinned at him.

it must have taken a lot for sweet pea to come to your house instead of just finding a rando to bunk with. it was odd, but at the same time, it showed you that some part of him must have cared for you or at least trusted you in some manner.

"i... i always have."

raising an eyebrow, you started to make your coffee however you like it best. "oh yeah?"

"yeah."

you rolled your eyes, smiling a bit as you did so. "how do you like your coffee?"

"i'll make it," he said. he proceeded to make a sweet coffee. you said nothing, just watching him as he did so.

you cleared your throat, leaning back in your seat. "do you want to talk about it?"

he glanced at you from over his coffee. "you want to hear about my problems?" he asked.

with a nod, you took a sip of your coffee.

he sighed softly. "my dad. he's always been... well, you know. shitty. i told him... i told him i wanted to go to college. i wanted to go to college and help the serpents because someone's gotta be educated, right?" he tried to smile at you, but it quickly faltered. "he just... wasn't having it. and then... then it just escalated, he got angry and punched me, and then i ended up on your doorstep."

"he punched you? for wanting to go to college?"

"that—that was the start of the argument. he doesn't—he just doesn't..." sweet pea stopped himself, taking a big gulp of his sweetened coffee.

"sweet pea... i believe in you. you can do whatever you set your mind to. you know that, right?"

he chuckled softly. "you're probably the only one to ever say that."

you frowned. "if that's the case, i'm sorry. but you can. i don't... i don't know you that well, but i've known you long enough to know that you don't take no for an answer. you've done so much in such a short period of time. who is to say that you couldn't go to college? you should go. prove your dad wrong."

"yeah?"

"yeah. you are so worthy, my love, please stop doubting that," you blurted before you even realized what you were saying.

"wha—my love?"

your cheeks burned. "that was a slipup. please ignore that."

he couldn't help but laugh. "i cannot just ignore that! you called me love. you don't do that for everyone, do you?"

you were embarrassed, to say the least. "no. i don't. now stop it, just drink your coffee before it gets cold!"

sweet pea quicky muffled his laughter, drinking the warm drink. he looked over at you, unable to hold back a smile. "i liked it if it means anything."

you rolled your eyes and tried to hide your smile behind your mug. you were just trying to make him feel better—not slip up and let the not-always-nice serpent know that you may or may not have had a bit of a crush on him.

"thank you," sweet pea repeated.

"you've said that so many times tonight," you grinned. "why now?" you asked.

"just because i needed you to hear it. thank you... for believing in me."

"you came to my house because you trusted me, right? you don't need to thank me for believing in you. that should be something that's just expected with friends, don't you think?"

he chuckled softly. "can we bet on how long we'll be just friends?"

[thebisexualdogdad]

Riverdale headcanons for being Cheryl's rival/enemy in public but her fuckbuddy in private.

● you and Cheryl were from long time rivaling families which meant you had been pitted against each other since the day you were born

● who got the better grades

● who did more extracurriculars 

● who had the higher social standing in school 

● you absolutely hated each other 

● at least you did until junior year 

● when having a very heated argument with her turned into amazing sex 

● you still annoyed the shit out of one another 

● but damn was the sex you were having good

● no one else knew what you two were doing behind closed doors 

● you despised each other in the public eye

● but that made the sex even hotter when you were alone 

● for whatever sick reason arguing with Cheryl turned you on 

● and it did the same for her 

● Cheryl dragging you into the bathroom in the middle of the school day to make out 

● fucking in the backseat of her car in the parking lot of Pop's 

● going down on her in the locker room after watching her dance in her cheer uniform and the skirt gives you oh so easy access 

● one time your families actually had dinner together to pretend like they could be friends and you fingered her underneath the dinner table 

● trying to subtely check each other out when other people are around

● she looks you up and down and will make a snarky comment about your outfit to her friends

● but what she's really thinking about is tearing your clothes off of you and taking you right there

● everytime you hear your parents bad mouth the Blossoms you want to intervene because you can't stand what they say about Cheryl 

● but you say nothing because they would never approve of the two of you being together 

● it's not a relationship you both tell yourselves 

● you'd never say Cheryl was your girlfriend 

● but when other girls hit on you you'd never take them up on it

● none of them could ever compare to Cheryl and you know it 

[lets-imagine-fanfics]

Imagine being Veronica’s friend from New York and visiting Riverdale only to catch the eyes of the ‘sad breakfast club’.

[Master-list]

You were walking around the town, pulling up google maps on your phone to go to the school. You had rang Hermione before hand and she had told you what classes Veronica has.  

As you walk into the school, being able to sneak in with a shocking amount of ease, you receive a text from Hermione saying where Veronica is at the minute since she no doubt asked her.  

Walking over to where Hermione said to go you spot Veronica instantly.  Raven hair matching her gothic look. She notices you from where she is sat, and you

read her lips when she says 'oh god'.

You: Ron Ron!! *you squeal as you make your way over, excited to see your friend* 

Archie: Who is that?

Jughead: Probably another rich kid with daddy issues.

Veronica: Another?  

Veronica says, feigning hurt but not really taking it to heart.

Betty: so...who is that?

Veronica: Y/N *she addresses you as you hug her* what are you doing here?

Y/N: Hi then *you chuckle* I just came to visit, had it all planned out with Hermione.  

Veronica: ...The rest of the group aren't here are they?

She said sounding a bit worried, she had changed a lot when she moved to Riverdale and she wouldn't want her new friends to see just how much of a change, if her old friends were here she wasn't sure if she would go back to the way she used to act whilst being around them. And she didn't want the new friends to judge her for who she once was.

Y/N: no, just me.

You reply before turning to the table to see that everyone there was watching the interaction between you and Veronica.  

Y/N: do you want to introduce me to your friends?

Jughead: so, Ron Ron, how long have you two known each other?

You give him a fake glare at the fact that he was obviously taking the mick out of you for calling V, Ron Ron. You stop glaring and smile at him when you see he starts to blush.  

Veronica answers all the questions she can. It is not often that a single new person comes into the town never mind two new people in the space of a few months. When the bell rings it is decided that you would spend the hour with Archie who had a free period whilst V was in class. Archie was already at the music room, practising.  

Y/N: Juggy, would you possibly show me where the music room is.   In an instant Jughead jumps up, fumbling as he goes.

Y/N: You sing right, Archie?  

Archie nods confused as to how you know but realised that Veronica had probably told you about her new friends.  

Archie: what about you?

You nod as well, although you favourite place on stage would be hiding behind an instrument.  

Y/N: that's really cool, will you sing some for me.  

Archie looks a bit nervous but goes to pick up his guitar nonetheless. He sings a few bars then reminds you that 'it's a work in progress' before continuing.  

Y/N: That’s really great, Archie, You're a really good singer. Did you write that? You say picking off a piece of fluff off of his shirt. Archie just nods.  

Y/N: We could make sweet music together, Archie *you say with a wink*  

Y/N: If you can keep up that is. *you let a smirk play on your lips as you walk out of the room to meet Veronica.  

Y/N: I am definitely going to enjoy myself here. *you say to yourself*

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𝐑𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

🍓 𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 🍓

♡ - fluff

● - angst

❧ - platonic

✿ - female reader

➼ - male reader

Romeo and Julio ➼ (on hiatus)

🍓 Imagines 🍓

600 WORDS >

coming soon!

🍓 Series 🍓

Summary: Malachai’s brother was supposed to be the Ghoulies’ eyes and ears on the north side of Riverdale. His mission: find easily influenced teenagers who will become the gang’s future clients. Y/n thought it would be easy to manipulate the students and earn their trust, but he didn’t predict he’d find friends and love in Riverdale High. Will he be able to go through with Malachai’s plan?

[somewhereinafandom33]

Sweet Pea x Reader - Done

                      A/N: Did something a little different this time. Enjoy!

                                        Inspired by MIIA - Dynasty

This was it.

You would never be the same after this.

Ever since he stepped foot through those school doors and you had locked eyes, your heart instantly became his.

And everyday was different than the last- stealing glances turned to finding reasons to talk to one another until finally you were the most serpent-like civilian that roamed the halls of Riverdale High.

You found protection through his rough exterior, and with you he found comfort, solace.

A toxic pairing of yin and yang, swirling dramatically until you were left breathless and trembling.

But through every set of tears, every bout of emptiness, every debilitating series of heartache, there was a shared kiss, a warm embrace, that made it all seem worth it.

It was worth it, right?

You watched as he strode right past you, not bothering to glance in your direction as he stomped down the busy corridor.

What was his problem?

He had managed to dodge your presence until the end of the school day where you cornered him at his bike.

"What's your deal today, Sweets?"

He ignored you, not bothering to try and meet your gaze.

"Will you talk to me, please?"

Nothing.

He gave you nothing...

You had given him everything- would do anything- and yet, he would always simply give you...nothing.

"Fine."

This wasn't the first time he had pulled this on you. Ignoring you for one day, two days, maybe even a week if he was really feeling it, but you thought you both had overcome this, that he wouldn't do this anymore.

That he wouldn't make you feel like what you gave him wasn't enough. That just because he wasn't happy, felt insecure, or was maybe even bored, he would ask you for help instead of taking you down with him.

Because...

you were spent,

you had nothing left within you but a tried patience and a beaten heart.

"Fine."

The final string that held on to him had snapped.

His bright smile was now a dimmed memory, his lyrical voice now faded, his touch now cold and venomous.

He had found your gaze, confused like a puppy who had been scolded but didn't know why, swallowing hard as he saw the single tear fall from your cheek.

You clenched your fists, fighting for your voice to stay strong and unbreaking.

"If that's what you want, then I'll leave you alone... for good."

"Wait, Y/N-"

He tripped over his bike as you picked up your pace to your car, fumbling with the keys in your pocket as your vision became blurry.

You locked the doors, wiping away the tears as he banged on your window, his voice muffled as he apologized and called out for your attention.

He stood in the empty parking lot, watching as you drove down the street, not knowing that tomorrow you wouldn't be at school, and that a week would go by of him feeling the same way you had, before discovering that you had moved away from Riverdale, and that his chances of forgiveness were now gone.

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Soul

Summary: Kurtz/Reader, Soulmate AU, you gain the injuries of your soulmate and can hear their voice when they sing

You’re watching unimpressed as Malachai throws you a plastic bag filled with clothes.

“Come on, we have to get to school in ten. Your bag is in the car and-Christ you get the bad send-off?” He watches as you move jerkily, deep purple smudging under your eyes, bruises on your wrists and your shoulders.

“You ever been slammed into a brick wall twice over, after getting used as a fucking punching bag, strung up on a hook and everything?” He swallows any comment, opening the bag and handing you your clothes, you tug the crop top on and the flannel over it, before he snorts gesturing to the faint handprints he can see against your hips as you tug the shorts up.

“Aww poor thing, are you sore?” He laughs.

“You owe me so many shakes from that place you brought me lunch from.”

“Pop’s. How hard is it to remember that name?” he rolls his eyes pointing to the back to show you where your bag is, you slide in next to it and buckle your seatbelt.

“Riverdale High, by the way. Southside got shut down while you were in the slammer.” You nod shouldering your bag as Lance starts explaining most of the students.

“Archie and his friends are the goody two shoes group, well besides Jughead, and his gang, although they’re much less violent then the Ghouls.They have some members to watch out for, Sweet Pea, Fangs, oh and Kurtz, although he’s not really a snake. And then Cheryl and Toni with the pretty poisons or whatever game they’re playing.” You nod letting him continue to explain how a few of them had found their soulmates. He continues to talk and fill you in more about the gangs and the tentative truce he’s formed with the Serpents. He parks two blocks away and you give him a two finger salute.

“Thanks for the lift, now I have to go meet Betty Cooper for my tour? The blonde one that’s with Lodge right?” You look to him for confirmation and he nods.

“Glad to see you were paying attention, do you have other clothes? You’ll get dress-coded in that.”

“You didn’t bring me anything else.” You hiss at him as you cross the street moving towards the school.

You’re letting Betty pull you around you can feel eyes everywhere and you wonder if it’s from the bruises peeking out or the clothes. Maybe it's simply because you’re the shiny new student, everyone unsure how you’ll act.

“Not now I’m giving a tour.” Betty breezes by a redhead boy, Archie, your brain supplies. You watch as Betty’s eyes falter at Veronica a blush rising as you spot the identical hickeys on their necks.

“People open about soul mates here?”

“Most are, everyone wants to find their one, ya know?” You nod pretending the anxiety in your chest is from the new school not the dread of someone rejecting you. She prattles on carefully explaining your schedule and is halfway through giving you dirt on your teachers when Cheryl walks up flanked by the rest of the River Vixens.

“You simply have to try out.” She smiles, eyes roaming down your outfit.

“You seem in shape enough, we can always use more trainee’s” You find yourself smiling up at her.

“I’d love to.” You swear you can hear Lance scream in the hallway. You laugh to yourself.

She beams and wanders off, you can see Ethel nervously talking to Chuck Clayton, he’s leering over her in a way that is making her uncomfortable, Betty smiles apologetically at you.

“Sorry let me just pop over and-“

“Hey, Ethel right?” You step forward waving to her slightly.

“We share history, I’m new, in case you couldn’t tell and I was wondering if you could lend me your notes Betty said you’d have no problem doing that and-“ You turn as if seeing Chuck for the first time.

“Oh hello, are you her soulmate?”

“No but I might be yours. Chuck Clayton.” Your eyes light up.

“Oh, Ethel would you excuse us for a second, Betty wanted to ask you something.” You wait till she’s safely out of the way; you can see the rest of the football team hovering you smirk, licking your lips.

“So since you’re new I’m guessing you haven’t heard about me and my-“ You grip his wrist, your nails cutting into the fleshy under part, digging them into his wrist as he jerks it back. You stumble back pretending to be shocked already feeling someone’s hand on your shoulder. Betty pulling you away from Chuck, who straightens up and glares at you.

“Of course you’re friends with Cooper; you should have seen-“

“Chuck, let me give you some semi-friendly advice, since I’m new, and you clearly haven’t heard of me, or where I’ve been for the past few months.” He arches an eyebrow and you can tell a small crowd is gathering.

“It doesn’t matter how well you think you’re hiding it, you hurt anyone who doesn’t deserve it; I will rip you apart.”

“Oh really you and-“ You snort as he goes quiet feeling Lance glaring from somewhere, just enough for only Chuck to see.

“You think Betty has darkness, I pity when you meet mine.” You laugh and he turns away from you as you return to Betty and Ethel’s side.

“You two okay? You look a little shocked?”

“We’ve never seen him retreat like that, that was incredible.” You smile and turn your head to your schedule when the bell rings.

By the time lunch rolls around the news of Chuck’s retreat had spread.

“Talk of the town you are, no clue what you did but he’s freaked.” Veronica nods to you and you sit on the edge of the couch watching everyone settle into their usual seats. You stare shocked at Kevin Keller.

“Yes?” He tilts his head as you look away smile on your lips.

“That scar on your eyebrow isn’t yours... I didn’t think I was ever going to meet you, pleasure’s all mine Preppy.” You laugh when his head whips up.

“You know Joaquin?”

“Yeah we used to bunk together, he’s an angel, amazing talker got me out of soooo much trouble in, where I used to go to school.”

“Oh you’re from the Southside?” Kevin asks, just as Cheryl returns with the Vixens.

“Who’s from the southside?” You cringe at Toni and Sweet Pea’s voices.

“This one here and-“

“Never seen them before in my life.” Toni states, Sweet Pea looks at you, his eyes widening as he pulls Toni and Fangs behind him.

“Someone we stay away from. All of us.” You raise an eyebrow at him. You can feel a hand on your shoulder and sigh.

“Yeah coming, what’s up?” You mumble as Lance moves you away and towards the outside area. You don’t look back at the group hearing other voices joining in on the confusion as you walk away. Lance slams you against the wall smirking.

“Good first day so far?”

“With you dragging me off during lunch, no, but for the most part it’s been manageable.”

“What was with threatening Chuck, he do something bad?”

“Well he’s basically the head male; gotta take him down before I do anything else. Duh.” You slide out from under his arms that cage you; you don’t flinch when he slams them back around you.

“No. You are not in that yard anymore that shit will have consequences, they’ll want you to prove that you’re dark.” You look unimpressed and nod.

“Yeah and? I can doesn’t mean I’m stupid enough to let them goad me into it. I’m not you.” You slip from under his arms, scowling as he catches your wrist tugging you back, you know someone sees with how they move slightly forward, black hair, potentially Reggie from the football team, one of the safe ones Lance had mentioned. You turn back twisting Lance’s own weight against him and pinning him against the wall, scraping his cheeks against the brick. You lean over your mouth against his ear.

“I am not your plaything, nor am I you. You want to try the usual shit, you’ll be getting my real response.” Lance coughs snarling as you walk towards the school once again.

You sit back next to Betty who frowns and looks to Jughead.

“Kurtz bailing on us again, said he got a lead to who his soulmate is and wants to find them soon.”

“Kurtz? He another Serpent?”

“No, our friend, his soulmate, well we all think they’re being abused, he gets bruises, cuts, and scars all the time, he’s really worried about them. He’s not exactly the friendliest but we still want to help his soulmate at least.”

“How can he hope to find them, like the world is pretty big?”

“He knows they’re here in Riverdale.”

“How?” You look confused and Josie, Archie’s soulmate beams.

“Me. My songs are pretty much only played around this area, he heard them singing once and knows they have to be around here. Hey Reg, what’s up?” Josie turns to smile at Reggie Mantle who walks up.

“You okay?” He nods to you and you turn smiling.

“Yeah I’m good thanks Reggie, I appreciate it.”

“You sure? Seemed like Lance has it out for you.”

“Lance was messing with you?” You watch the Serpent’s tense looking back to the voice that spoke.

“Hey Kurtz, guessing that lead was no good.” The boy nods as he sits next to Jughead.

“Yeah just like the others, now what is this about Lance causing havoc?”

“Chaos actually. It’s his thing, he likes to pretend he’s the new Malachai, mostly just a rip off to be honest.” Sweet Pea nods to Kurtz and you watch as he rubs his own wrist.

“You okay?” You can see a bruise peeking out from his collar, he nods shrugging.

“My soulmate, they get in a lot of fights.”

“Fights? You should probably have a word about that then.” You laugh a little and he scowls.

“Little hard when I can’t talk to them yeah.”

“You can sing right? Sing-ask.”

“Sing-ask?”

“Yeah like you don’t make up a song but you use an already existing song to form out a ‘letter’ of sorts, you can’t use it for places but its good for planning meet-ups. Where are you-“You look confused as Kurtz vanishes.

“He’s embarrassed of his singing voice.” You nod, frowning when you can hear your soulmate singing.

“You okay?” You tilt your head at Veronica as she asks.

“Yeah, my soulmate likes to sing on lunch break. It’s nice.”

“Do you do check in songs?”

“Oh yeah, I usually don’t get to sing much, my dad’s pretty strict.” You bite down the rule you want to spit up. Singing leads to identification; which leads to jail.

“Oh that’s so cute! Do you have specific songs for specific times of the day? Like Betty and I used to sing goodnight to each other.” Veronica places her hand over Betty’s who blushes.

“We have a couple, mainly just comfort songs, I think my soulmate deals with a lot. He's always sad.” You shrug listening to him start and cut off halfway through the song. You laugh a little.

“It seems like he wants to say something, but he’s failing I guess.” You laugh again closing your eyes and focusing on what he’s singing. You can’t help but smile laughing once again as the half song ends.

“What?” Betty and Kevin’s eyes spark.

“Apparently my soulmate wants to meet up, we’ve tried meeting up in the past but my dad found out and kept me home. He thinks I’m too young to find my soulmate; that I still need to mature and grow-up before we meet. I think he’s just scared about me dating.” You cover the truth, your father is scared, not of you dating, but of exposure, you know you can’t exactly bring your soulmate back to the house of the dead, back into the Ghoulies without him first being vetted.

“We can help you sneak out!! Just say you’re staying with me or Betty.” Archie nods excitedly and you smile.

“Alright, I’ll call him now.” You pull your phone out, calling your brother instead. You cringe when you can hear him outside the student lounge.

“Hey, uhh, can I stay over at a friends today? I have to work on a biology lab. Her name is-“

“Call him yourself.” He hangs up and you glare.

“Did he say no?”

“No, he said he was busy, I’ll call during Biology then.” You smile excitedly.

You’re working on the lab in Biology when you step into the lab closet after the teacher said you could call.

“Hey, I was just wondering if-“

“You wanna stay at a friends for the night right? Your brother called and told me. Fine. On one condition.”

“Of course.” You know well enough not to answer before hearing but the thought of meeting your soulmate has you willing to take whatever punishment he deems fit.

“I pick you up in the morning, now which house?” You suck in a breath.

“Let me get her address and-“

“Her name is all I need.”

“Betty Cooper.”

“Glad you’re making useful friends.” He drawls before he hands up, you retreat back to your seat shooting a thumbs up to Betty.

“He just said he wanted to pick me up in the morning.” Betty smiles.

“That won't be a problem we can just explain to your soulmate when you meet him.”

“We?”

“I’m not letting you go to meet your soulmate alone, what if they try to hurt you?” I can hurt them more. You smile at her.

“Thanks Betty.”

“Besides Veronica and I could use a date, where are we meeting?” You laugh a little as a chorus of Pop goes the weasel plays again as it had been for the past hour.

“Somewhere called Pop I think? Well Pop goes the weasel so.” You shrug and Betty laughs.

“Oh that’s clever, is there a time?”

-It’s a quarter after one I’m a little- Pop goes- It’s a quarter after one I’m a little- Pop goes-

“Quarter after one, no clue if its in the morning or not. Since tomorrow is Saturday.” Betty smiles.

“Well Pop’s it is, we can get a late night burger, hopefully he means one am.”

You’re trying not to fall asleep, Betty had insisted you both show up in your pyjama’s and you’d been thankful when she offered for you to change in the bathroom, you wipe the last smudges of the makeup from your neck hoping she wont comment on the lingering finger prints around your throat. She doesn’t as she pulls you to Pop’s mindful of your wrist. You try your best to bite down the tang of rejection, you know will bloom once your father picks you up tomorrow.

“So who���re we looking for?” You blink at her shrugging.

“Someone with this.” You tilt your neck up exposing the full handprint over your throat.

“O-Okay.” She chokes a little and you nod in understanding.

-You’re about to sit in a booth when a hand waves you both over.

“Kurtz, hey what’re you doing?”

“Following a lead, my soulmate kept singing Pop goes the weasel, either they were babysitting or were trying to respond to the message I left. Hey Veronica.” He nods as she walks up smiling.

“Betty I got us a booth so Y/N can wait for her soulmate, on her own.” She nods to Kurtz who arches an eyebrow.

“You’re waiting for your soulmate?” He leans forward slightly.

“Yeah, I’ve been listening to, it’s a quarter after one, I’m a little drunk and I need you now, on repeat for three hours, so I guess this was the appropriate time. God forbid my soulmate couldn’t just mean the afternoon.” Kurtz snorts.

“Your soulmate a night owl then?” You sit across from him shrugging.

“I’ve probably given him that impression of me. My dad’s super strict to say the least.”

“Strict is a funny way to say abusive, unless he didn’t give you that?” he tilts his head up towards your neck and you catch the hand print on his.

“Oh my god. Shit.” You shift in the seat looking nervously at him.

“What? Is it the Serpent thing?”

“My dad, oh my god.” You look up wide eyed once more.

“You’re the like gargoyle gang guy…...” He reaches out hand brushing yours.

“You don’t have a problem with that.”

“My dad, fucking- I’m so sorry. I’m so so sorry.” You squeeze your eyes shut and can feel him slide over to your side of the booth, his arm wrapping around you.

“Hey come on, your dad won’t know I’m into gargoyles, it’ll be fine.”

“He adopted me when I was five.” You blurt out, and Kurtz smiles.

“See you’re not even related to him, you’ll be fine I promise.” He offers a crooked smile.

“My brother, well adopted brother, Lance. We grew up at the sister’s of quiet mercy, we-“ You cut yourself off shaking your head and curling into his side sighing.

“This is nice.” You let yourself stay curled in his arms trying your best not to think of the scars your father left marking you and Lance as his.

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"i'm not gonna ask what you did with veronica at cheryl's. but i'm asking you now, right now, if you love me, archie. or even like me?”

    so i was re watching riverdale last night and i was thinking of writing a ‘x reader’ one-shot for jay from descendants with this quote. mostly just “i’m asking you now, right now, if you love me?” it will be gender neutral and the basis of the idea is that the reader has been dating jay for a while and constantly adapting to his way of dating. reader’s friends ask one day if they’ve said the ‘l’ word yet and the reader says no.  their friends bring the reader to realize it is not unreasonable for them to want this one thing after everything they have done for jay.

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Tongues and Teeth

Request: Yes or No

I've grown a mouth so sharp and cruel

It's all that I can give to you, my dear

And when you come in quick to steal a kiss

My teeth will only cut your lips, my dear

You watched as Betty collected flowers, mostly tiny ones. Humans were so curious and strange.

"Do you think mom will like these?" She asked, approaching your crouched form. You shifted your cold gaze onto the flowers and shrugged. Betty hummed, putting them in a pocket of the bag she had.

"You're dirty again." She mumbled, gently taking your hand, being careful but to touch your sharp claws. "Come on." She smiled, leading you through the forest. She never seem to care about your sharp claws, canine like fangs, cold eyes, and long antlers. You often wondered if she was delusional.

And I know that you mean so well

But I am not a vessel for your good intent

Betty stopped by the river and motioned for you to sit. You did so, watching as she scooped some water into her hands and used it to rub your dirt covered skin. She had good intentions, or at least that's what you assumed. You had known Betty since she was a little girl. She had ran into the forest in the middle of the night, tears streaming down her face. You had no clue what had happened but you approached her and she allowed you close. The forest was your home and she had done it no harm so you chose to protect her and lead her back to the little town of Riverdale where her parents and sister were frantically searching for her.

"What are you thinking about?" Betty asked, gently washing your antlers. She gave a soft smile, watching you with kind eyes.

I will only break your pretty things

I will only wring you dry of everything

But if you're fine with that

You can be mine like that

Everything Betty brought you, apart from food, was useless to you. In the start, you'd break the things she brought until you realized it sadden her. Instead, you hid them in your burrow. The things she gave you were nice but you didn't need them. You did use the clothes she brought you but they ended up torn and ripped. The other gifts were kept hidden, away from wondering humans. Betty dusted herself off, watching you run your claws through the dirt, flowers blooming. Betty smiled, leaning down and picking them.

"Thank you." She said, leaning in and kissing your cheek.

Abandon all your stupid dreams

About the boy I could have been, my dear

'Cause in the night I know you burn with feelings

I cannot return, my dear

Oh, my dear

It was obvious Betty had more than platonic feelings for you. Your place was in the forest and her place was with other humans. You were created to protect nature while her kind destroyed it. You hoped it would pass like a breeze but it didn't. Her feelings remained intact.

"You're the only one who truly gets me." Betty mumbled. You looked away from her, gaze locking onto the rushing river. One push and she would be gone. You looked back at her, grunting.

You gotta know that this won't last

Desperation will erase the fact

I'm keeping all

You assumed she was just desperate. After getting her heart broken by someone called Archie, she had changed. You could feel the darkness sweeping out from time to time. Betty wanted to hurt someone. She almost needed it. If she did, perhaps you would open up. Betty didn't seem to realize how crazy her situation was. She never questioned it. It was mildly concerning.

Of the answers in my cigarette box

Yeah, the answer's in the second before the other shoe drops

And if you're blind to that

I am fine with that

You watched as Betty walked out of the forest. You had no idea why her brain worked the way it did. She knew you were dangerous, she knew you were practically immortal, she knew it would probably never work out. She chose to ignore the facts. You couldn't stop her from visiting you. She was too stubborn. The only way to stop her without hurting her was hoping someone swept her off her feet.

Oh, I will ruin you

Oh, I will ruin you

It's a habit - I can't help it

I know that you mean so well

But I am not a vessel for your good intent

You turned your head, looking at Betty. Her blue eyes were focused on the body, nose scrunched up in disgust.

"You made a mess." She mumbled, being careful not to step on any blood as she made her way towards you. You blinked, expecting her to run for the hills but instead she crouched down by you.

"You're dirty again." Betty sighed and stood, gently pulling up her sleeves and taking your soaked hand into hers. She headed back towards the river, taking off her black flats and rolling up her jeans. Betty stepped into the river, being careful not to slip or let the current sweep her away. You followed her in, watching the blood mix with the water. Betty wet her hands and began to clean your face.

"I came across an abandoned cabin the other day. Maybe we can fix it up so we can be near each other." Betty said with a smile. "What do you think?" She asked. You remained silent, staring at her.

"I'll take that as a good thing." Betty chuckled, smiling softly as she finished cleaning your face.

"I'll get you some more food tomorrow."

I will only break your pretty things

I will only wring you dry of everything

And if you're fine with that

If you're fine with that

"That was easier than I thought." Betty breathed out with a smile. You grunted, looking at the body. Betty looked down at her pink sweater. The red splatters didn't look that bad on it. Betty hummed, looking around the forest ground.

"I'll start a fire.. Maybe you'll like it better cooked and I wanna have a taste." Betty said. You blinked, brows furrowing as you took a few steps towards the corpse. Betty gathered some sticks, glancing at you as you began to eat. Humans were so curious and strange.

I will poison all your happy thoughts

I love you like the ashes in my cigarette box

And if you're fine with that

You can be mine

If you're fine with that

You can be mine

[auroracalisto]

as fate will have it

request: Can I please request a Sweet Pea x sweet/innocent!fem!reader when soulmates meet, something important to themselves appears on their soulmate’s wrist as a tattoo. So since being a Serpent is so important to Sweet Pea, a Serpent tattoo appears on Y/n’s wrist, and since being loving is so important to Y/n, a heart would appear on Sweet Pea’s wrist. It would be especially cute if Y/n found out that she’s actually FP’s daughter/Jughead’s year younger sister (but was raised by her adoptive parents in the Northside and maybe FP didn’t know that he had another daughter because her birth mom never told him she was pregnant) because she has “Serpent blood” so it’s like it was fate.  Oooo also, I don’t know if this would be good to add to the plot, but it would also be interesting if Y/n’s adoptive parents told her she had to pick between them or FP & Jug, so an it’s us or them type of thing. Y/n picks FP, her birth dad, and her newfound older brother, Jughead, so she would go to live with them in the trailer.  — @kpopgirlbtssvt​

summary: request covers this 

word count: 2.4k words

warnings: rude parents?  adoption (idk if that’s something to trigger, but just to be safe).  being kicked out of home.  it’s also very possible that it’s ooc sweet pea BUT it’s fineeee

author’s notes: i wanted to clarify that it’s been like two years since i last saw the first season riverdale, so some things could be a little off.  the show is wack but i love the characters.  i also might have somewhat gone off from what the request was, and if i went off too much, just let me know and i will write something else!

Your friend quickly took her seat beside you, smiling.  "Did you hear?"

"Hear what?" you looked up from your book, slipping a piece of paper in between the old pages.  

She let out a soft giggle.  "Well, uh, I know you don't really care, but everyone else is busy—"

"—is that why you're talking to me?"

"Oh my god, no," she blushed.  "No, sorry, that came out totally insensitive, didn't it?  I just... okay, well, they're closing down the southside."

Your eyes widened a bit.  "What?"

"Yeah.  They're gonna consolidate the schools.  So everyone from the southside will be coming up here.  They're supposed to start coming in today.  You should try to see if anyone is your soulmate," she grinned.  

"Yeah, okay, but you've already found your soulmate," you sighed softly, standing up.  You had hardly touched your lunch at all.  From your book and the mention of your soulmate, you didn't want to touch it.  You wanted to meet your soulmate.  Oh, you wanted to love them like they deserved to be loved.  But here you were, finding it hard to believe that you had a soulmate.  

Your friend just smiled.  "You know I love you, right?"

You rose an eyebrow but you soon returned the smile.  "Yeah, yeah.  I know."

She just smiled before she rushed off, gods only know where.  

You stuffed your book back into your backpack, carrying your tray to empty it.  You needed to stop by your locker before your next class.  

Walking out of the cafeteria, you started towards your lockers.  New faces filled the hallway the farther you walked.  You could feel the anxiety start creeping into your veins, but not because of the southside—you had began to wonder if you would find your soulmate from the people who transferred.  

You sighed softly to yourself as you came to your locker—and you had even been prepared to get into it when you saw a man leaning up against it.  He was tall, his hair was dark, and he had gorgeous brown eyes.  He was talking to a short girl with streaked hair and another guy with equally dark hair.  

You cleared your throat to get the tall guy's attention and your blush only darkened as he looked over at you.  

"Would you mind moving?  You're on top of my locker..."

He stared at you for a moment before he nodded, pushing himself off from the locker.  But before he could move too far, a searing pain took over his wrist.  Just as quickly as it had came, it disappeared.  He quickly looked down at his wrist, only to realize that the same exact thing had happened to you.  And now, you were staring down at a serpent tattoo on your wrist, whereas a heart took its place on his own.  

The girl with streaks in her hair was smiling.  "Uuhhhh," she grabbed a hold of the other boy.  "Have fun," she quickly said, before leading him away.  

You blushed and looked up at the man.  "Uh—"

"—a northsider?" he asked, but he couldn't help his smile from forming.  He was about to tease you, but he couldn't help his happiness.  He finally found his soulmate.  "Do you know how much hell I'm gonna get for this?"

Your blush only darkened.  "I—I, well," you breathed out, but your own smile spread across your face.  "That's exciting.  I still need to get in my locker."  You were buzzing with happiness.  The boy moved out of the way and you quickly got into it, looking up at him.  He was far taller than you.  You couldn't help the grin that showed up.  

"I'm Sweet Pea," he said.  

You blushed.  "That's cute."  He rose his eyebrows.  "I mean—" you let out an awkward laugh.  "My name is [Your name]."

"It's nice to meet you, [Your name]," he blushed a bit.  He just smiled.  He would have said more, but his name was shouted from across the hallway.  He looked at you and bit his lip, before he suddenly grabbed your arm, taking a permanent marker from your locker.  He wrote down his number before he looked up at you and grinned.  "Text me, okay?"

You blushed and nodded, before you watched him leave.   

[]

That night, you were too excited to tell your parents about your day.  You finally found your soulmate.  And he was totally attractive.  And worth your love.  You had decided this just moments after he grabbed your arm to write his number down.  It felt like the stars were aligned, just for you.  Perhaps that's what it felt like when you found your soulmate—like nothing could go wrong.  

But as you walked in to your home, dropping your backpack to the floor, it was dead silent.  You walked into the dining room, seeing your parents sitting there with a couple of papers laying out.  Your mother was close to tears, but your father seemed angry.  He cleared his throat as he saw you.  

"[Your name].  Sit."

You did as you were told, beginning to frown.  You looked at your mom.  "What's going on?"

"[Your name].  Remember how we told you we had adopted you?"

You looked at your dad and nodded.  "Of course.  But that doesn't matter... because you're both my parents.  What's this about?"

"Your mother."  

You quickly looked at her, frowning.  

"Your mother fabricated a couple of papers.  She wanted a baby so badly that she would lie about who you belonged to just so she could have you."

"What?"

"You belong to FP," your dad said, staring down your mother.  You always knew that your father didn't like southsiders, but this was odd.  

"I don't belong to anyone, dad—"

"—don't," he said, frowning at you.  "Your mother decided that it was okay to adopt the child of a gang leader.  She put us in danger.  Your sister.  Your grandparents."

"What—they've never hurt anyone," you frowned at the man.  "Why would she have endangered them if they swear against violence like that—"

"—you'd be surprised," he snorted through his nose.  He clenched his jaws before he handed you the papers.  Before you could grab them, he just dropped them in front of you.  You picked one up, seeing your real birth certificate.  Your birth mother was listed, and then so was your birth father.  Your father was right—FP Jones was listed as your birth father.  

Your face paled and you looked up at him.  "What is this?  What are you trying to tell me?"

"Choose."

"Excuse me?"

"Choose.  The Jones.  Or us."

You looked over at your mother in disbelief.  "What happens if I choose you?"

"We will forbid you from talking with the Jones."

You blinked a couple of times, confusion washing over you.  "But if they're my biological family, I'd like to know them—"

"—if that's the case," your father frowned, "just go and live with them."

You stared at him, feeling your heart beat rushing in your ears.  You quickly got to your feet.  Your mother wasn't defending you.  Your father was kicking you out.  It only took a few moments for you to decide that you would leave.  You quickly rushed to the front door, grabbing your bag.  But not before you had grabbed the papers your father had sat in front of you.  The proof was in the ink—literally.  

You pulled your backpack onto your back, looking down at the papers as you pulled out your phone.  

It had been literal years since you last talked to Jughead Jones.  You had his contact, still.  At least, the one he had whenever the two of you were friends in your seventh grade year.  You began to hope that the stars were aligned for you once more as you clicked on the contact and listened to it ringing.  By the fourth ring, you were prepared to turn your phone off, but you almost gasped as you heard Jughead's voice.  

"Shh," you heard Jughead, before he said hello.  

"Jughead?  Uh, it's [Your name]—"

"—yeah, I have your contact."

"Right," you blushed.  "I, uh," you cleared your throat.  "Do you mind if I swing by your house?  I need to talk to your dad."

You didn't mention the fact that you had just been kicked out of your home.  That could come at a later point in time.  

Jughead blinked a couple of times and he leaned back in his seat.  "Yeah, of course.  When will you be here?"

"In about an hour," you said.  

"Alright.  See you then?"  

With that, he hung up.  He looked over at Sweet Pea, Fangs, and Toni.  

"Who was that?" Sweet Pea asked.  

"[Your name]."

[] 

You hadn't anticipated the walk to Jughead's house, but you still remembered the way.  It had taken you the full hour to get there from your house.  But you were there.  As you walked up to the trailer, you noticed two motorcycles parked by Jughead's dad's truck.  You walked up the stairs and knocked on the door.  You probably looked a mess—from the walk and from the cold air, you were sure you were as red as the red lipstick you always had stuffed in the bottom of your book bag.  

The door began to open and you quickly greeted Jughead, only stopping short when you realized Sweet Pea had answered.  

He smiled at you.  "Hi."

You began to blush and you smiled.  "Hi..."  

He moved out of the way and let you inside.  FP was in the living room, and he looked over at you, confused.  

"What has it been?" he asked, beginning to smile.  "Three years?"

"Four, sir," you weakly smiled.  

FP took notice and he tilted his head.  Sweet Pea frowned and led you over to sit down.  He looked at the papers in your hands as he sat on the edge of the armchair you sat on.  His eyes widened and he quickly looked over at Jughead and his father.  

"I... I wanted to tell you about this.  I don't... do you remember a Julie Harding?"

FP blinked harshly before he nodded.  "Yes."

You took in a deep breath as you looked down at the papers.  "She's my birth mother."

Jughead looked at you with a frown.  "You were adopted?"

You nodded towards him and handed FP your papers.  He took one look at the birth certificate and he looked up at you in disbelief.  "Are you serious?"

You weakly smiled, once more.  "They kicked me out when they realized you were my birth dad."

Sweet Pea's jaw was locked as he looked at you.

FP frowned.  "Well.  You're always welcome here.  I...  I can't believe this," he said.  His frown soon formed into a smile.  "I have another daughter," he breathed out.  

Jughead looked at the papers for a moment.  "We're siblings?"

"I guess so," you began to smile as well.  

Sweet Pea watched you for a moment.  You were always filled with smiles.  You were always happy, even in moments like this.  It astounded him, but he knew that he needed that in his life.  He knew that the stars were truly aligned in just the right way.  

He suddenly took a hold of your hand and you laced your fingers with his, blushing.  Sure, your parents hurt you.  But you took one look around the trailer and you realized that these people were the ones that you could truly make a family out of.  

[]

Two months down the road, you were still asking Sweet Pea to move out of the way so you could get into your locker.  But instead of him staring at you the entire time, he would just kiss your cheek or your forehead, or even your lips, and move to stand on the other side.  Which side truly depended on his mood, just like where he kissed you.  

Every time you would see Jughead, he would greet you with a smile and a short conversation, but when the two of you were with your new friends, you were truly yourself.  You found comfort in the serpents.  You found comfort in your biological family, and with your soulmate, Sweet Pea.  

Sweet Pea stood by your locker, his arms crossed over his chest as he saw you walk down the hall.  He couldn't help his frown from turning into a smile.  Before you could ask him to move, he leaned forward to kiss your cheek.  He quickly took your books and stuffed them in your already opened locker—Toni had memorized your combination and he asked her to unlock it for him.  

He took your hand.  "Come on.  I have a surprise for you."

You rose an eyebrow but you laced his fingers with his.  You tried to protest when you realized that he was about to lead you out of the school, but you stopped yourself.  FP wouldn't berate you for skipping a couple of classes.  

Sweet Pea brought you over to his motorcycle and her turned to look at you, smiling.  "Wear this," he said, handing you his helmet.  

You just blushed and did as you were told before you got onto the back of the sleek bike.  You wrapped your arms around his torso and he put on his helmet before he started his motorcycle and took off.  He drove fast, but not dangerously.  In a matter of minutes, the two of you were back at FP's trailer.  Sweet Pea helped you off and took a hold of both of your hands.  

"What—"

"I don't have anything to show you.  I just... know that your birthday is coming up soon and I wanted to celebrate alone while we can."

You blushed and gently shoved his shoulder.  

"Not that," he laughed.  "Get your mind out of the gutter.  Nah, I wanted to have a movie marathon with you, but if that's what you want—"

"—movie marathon," you blushed, taking a hold of his hand once more.  He smiled and led you into the trailer.  

He stopped in the doorway to look at you, just taking in your beauty.  He leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss to your lips.

"Did I ever tell you how thankful I am that you're my soulmate?" he asked.

You just blushed and shook your head as he let out a soft laugh and hugged onto you.  

Your soulmate acted tough in public—but around you and in private, he was a softy.  Your heart melted every time you saw him, and actions like this only strengthened your love for the man.  You wrapped your arms around his neck and smiled.  

"I love you, Sweet Pea."

His eyes widened as he heard the words, but his smile never left him.  

"I love you, too, [Your name]."