#riverdale x grease

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Y/N wasn't sure what made him want to sing. He couldn't carry a tune to save his life, unlike Betty. Though, something about watching Archie and the new guy, Reggie Mantle from the bleachers, made him want to burst into song like Judy Garland.

He would be lying to himself if he didn't find the farm boy Reggie just the least bit attractive. He was a hunk and he had gals and even a few guys longing for him. But at the same time, Y/N's heart still desired the ginger boy with a heart of gold. Perhaps this was his heart's way of expressing the feelings he had inside himself.

He began singing softly to himself before it got more powerful.

"I want more. More than I probably should. More than I probably ever, ever, could have. I want more. But trouble comes after I push. I push myself past every boy I know I shouldn’t havе. I want more."

Meanwhile, Archie and Reggie turned to him singing to himself as they frowned.

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Lines Crossed

Request: Yes / No  Hi! I was wondering if you could do a Malachai x Fem!Jones!Reader where she works a car garage and does both Ghoulies cars and Serpents bikes and one day when she gets home Jughead immediately slams his phone in her face with a piece of her and Malachai the two of them fight she goes back to the garage and is working on her bike when Malachai shows up right before Jughead and some of the other Teen serpents do? Anon

Don’t be shy, request things! <3 Have a nice day/night

Malachai x Fem!Jones!Reader 

Word count: 1925

Warnings: Mentions of blood, fighting, should be it

Y/N: Your Name 

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The scent of oil and gasoline clung to my clothes, my hands still stained with grease as I shut the garage doors behind me. It had been a long day at Jones Auto, the shop I built from the ground up. The only neutral ground in Riverdale, where both Serpents and Ghoulies came for their rides- bikes, muscle cars, whatever needed fixing. 

I didn’t pick a side. I never did. 

But that didn’t mean I didn’t have my…preferences. 

The second I stepped into my trailer, kicking off my boots, Jughead was already on me. His face was red with anger and before I could even say a word, my little brother shoved his phone in my face. 

“What the hell is this?” 

I blinked at the bright screen. It was a picture. A very clear picture. 

Of me. 

And Malachai. 

His arm slung around my waist, my fingers curled into his jacket, both of us close- too close for comfort in Jughead’s eyes. The way I leaned into him, the smirk on his lips, the way his forehead was nearly resting against mine- it told a story neither of us had planned on broadcasting. 

“Where did you get that?” I asked, my voice eerily calm. 

Jughead scoffed. “Does it matter? It’s all over town now! Y/N, what the hell are you thinking? He’s a Ghoulie!” 

I crossed my arms, tilting my head. “And? I work on Ghoulie cars every damn day, Jug. You think I don’t talk to them?” 

“You don’t just talk to Malachai.” He shot back, jabbing a finger at the picture. 

“You’re- what, dating him? Are you insane? Do you know what kind of guy he is? What he’s done?” 

My jaw clenched. “I know exactly who he is.” 

“That’s worse!” Jughead’s voice was full of disbelief. “You choose to be around him? You’re with him?” 

I rolled my eyes. “You don’t know him like I do, Jug.” 

“I know enough!” 

I sighed, rubbing my temples. “This isn’t your business.” 

“The hell it isn’t! You’re my sister!” His voice cracked slightly, frustration and worry mixing together. 

“You’re a Jones. You know what Malachai’s crew had done to the Serpents! To me! He’s dangerous!” 

I exhaled sharply, stepping closer. “Oh, and you’re so innocent, huh? The Serpents haven’t done their fair share of damage?” I shook my head. 

“I work for both sides, Jug. I’ve got no reason to play into this stupid war you and your freinds keep feeding into.” 

“That’s bullshit!” He spat. “Neutral ground doesn’t mean you crawl into bed with the enemy!” 

My eyes flashed dangerously. “Watch your mouth.” 

Jughead ran a hand through his hair, pacing like he was trying to figure out how to talk sense into me. 

“Y/N, please. Malachai uses people. He hurts people. You think you’re different? You think he actually gives a damn?” 

I let out a humorless laugh. “God, you're so blind!” 

“To what?” 

“To the fact that I’m not some naïve little girl.” I snapped. “I know exactly what I’m doing. I know who I’m with. And if you think for a second that I’m stupid enough to be played- then you don’t know me at all.” 

Jughead shook his head, looking at me like I was making the biggest mistake of my life. 

“You’re choosing him over your own family?” 

I clenched my fists. “I’m choosing me, Jughead. I built my own lift, my own shop, my own damn rules! You don’t get to tell me who I can and can’t be with.” 

The tension between us was thick, years of sibling loyalty being tested in ways neither of us expected. Finally, Jughead exhaled, shaking his head. 

“I hope you don’t regret this.” 

I grabbed my keys off the counter, ignoring the way my chest felt tight. 

“I won’t.” 

I walked out the door without looking back. 

The moment I stepped back into Jones Auto, I felt like I could breathe again. Here, I wasn’t just Jughead’s sister. I wasn’t a Jones who had to pick a side. I was my own damn person. And sure enough, leaning against one of the cars, arms crossed, watching me with that ever-present smirk- was Malachai. He pushed off the car as I walked in, eyes flickering over me, reading me like an open book. 

“Trouble at home, Princess?” 

I scoffed, throwing my keys onto the workbench. “Nothing I can’t handle.” 

Malachai stepped closer, reaching out to trail a finger under my chin, tilting my head up so I had to look at him. 

“He found out, huh?” 

“Yep.” 

His smirk widened. “And?” 

I grabbed the front of his jacket, yanking him down so our lips nearly touched. 

“And I don’t give a damn.” 

Malachai let out a low chuckle, his hands finding my waist, pulling me closer. 

“Good.” 

His lips crashed into mine, and in that moment, I didn’t care about Jughead. I didn’t care about the Serpents or the Ghoulies or the war they wanted to keep fighting. I cared about this. About him. About us. 

The garage was supposed to be neutral ground. It was the one place in Riverdale where the bullshit gang war didn’t exist. Where Serpents and Ghoulies could come to get their rides fixed, no questions asked. No fighting, no drama, just business. I built that peace. I worked for it. And in one reckless moment, Jughead and the younger Serpents destroyed it. 

It happened fast. Too fast. 

One second, Malachai had me pressed against the workbench, his hands on my waist, his lips brushing against mine with that cocky smirk of his. And the next- he was ripped away from me. 

“What the hell!?” My shout barely left my lips before the sound of fists colliding with flesh filled the garage. I whipped around to see Jughead and three other teen Serpented- Sweet Pea, Fangs, and some new kid- beating the shit out of Malachai. 

Fists flew, grunts and growls echoed against the walls as Malachai tried to defend himself, but it was four against one. And they weren’t holding back. 

“Stay away from her!” Jughead roared, delivering a brutal punch to Malachai’s ribs. 

“Y/N isn’t yours to mess with, Ghoulie scum!” Sweet Pea spat, landing another blow to Malachai’s face. 

My heart stopped. 

No. No, no, no! 

“GET OFF HIM!” I screamed, my voice breaking, but they didn’t listen. They just kept swinging. I saw red. 

The first thing my fingers wrapped around was a heavy wrench sitting on my workbench. Without thinking, I snatched it up and slammed it against the metal bench with a sharp, thunderous clang that ripped through the garage. The sound was so violent that the Serpents froze. Malachai groaned from the floor, wiping blood from his mouth as he struggled to push himself up. All four Serpents turned to look at me. 

The rage in my eyes must have said everything because the fight was over. 

“You stupid somes of bitches!” I seethed, voice trembling with fury. 

“This is neutral ground and you just fucking broke that!” 

None of them spoke. 

Jughead had the nerve to look like he regretted it, but I didn’t care. Not anymore. 

“You think you can just waltz in here and decide who I can and can’t be with?” I spat. 

“You don’t own me. You don’t get to make that choice!” 

“Y/N, we were just-” Jughead started, but I cut him off. 

“I don’t wanna hear your damn excuses!” My grip on the wrench tightened. 

“Get. The hell. Out!” 

No one moved at first. 

So I lifted the wrench again, slamming it even harder against the metal, making all of them flinch. 

“NOW!” 

That did it.

Jughead clenched his jaw, his hands still balled into fists, but he nodded at Sweet Pea, Fangs, and the other kid. One by one, they backed away, their eyes flickering between Malachai and me. They turned and left. And for the first time in years, I felt like I had lost my brother. 

The second the Serpents were gone, I dropped the wrench and rushed over to Malachai. His lip was split, his knuckles raw, and there was already a bruise forming on his cheekbone. His breathing was uneven, but his eyes were still sharp. 

“Damn.” He muttered, wiping more blood from his mouth. “Didn’t know you had that in you, Princess.” 

I let out a shaky breath, running a hand through my hair. “Shut up and let me fix you up.” He chuckled, but it turned into a wince. “Mihgt take you up on that.” 

I led him to the old couch in the back of the shop, grabbing my first-aid kit. He hissed when I dabbed alcohol on his split lip. 

“Don’t be a baby.” I muttered, but my voice was softer now. 

He smirked, wincing again. “Not my fault you’re rough with those hands, baby.” 

I rolled my eyes but didn’t say anything. My hands were still shaking as I patched him up. Not from fear, but from anger. 

Once Malachai was good I didn’t hesitate. I grabbed my phone, still fuming and dialed my Dad. FP answered on the second ring. 

“Hey, sweetie. What’s up?” 

I took a deep breath, forcing my voice to stay even. “Jughead and some of the others just came into my garage and jumped Malachai.” 

Silence. 

Then-

“They what?” Dad’s tone dropped, voice edged with danger. 

“They broke neutral ground, Dad.” I said, gripping the phone tighter. 

“They came in here, dragged him off me, and beat the shit out of him. In my shop. They think they get to tell me who I can and can’t be with, and they crossed the line.” 

Dad sighed heavily. “Y/N…” 

“I don’t give a damn how you feel about Malachai.” I cut in. “I don’t care if you like him or not. But this? This is about my business. I worked too hard to make Jones Auto a safe space for the Southside, and they just threw that in the gutter because of some stupid gang war!” I was on the verge of tears at this point. 

More silence. 

Then, finally, Dad exhaled. “You’re right.” 

That caught me off guard. “Wait�� what?” 

“I don’t like Malachai.” Dad admitted. “I don’t trust him. But… I respect when you’re building, Y/N. And if they broke that trust, then they need to face the consequences.” 

My grip on the phone loosened. “So, you’ll handle it?” 

“They’ll know damn well not to pull that shit again.” He promised. 

“And as for Jughead… I’ll deal with him personally.” I swallowed hard because I knew that meant trouble for my little brother. But after what he did tonight? He deserved it. 

The second I hung up, Malachai chuckled from where he sat on the couch, a hand pressed to his bruised ribs. 

“Damn, Princess.” He mused. “Never thought I’d see the day FP Jones took your side over Jughead’s.” I let out a breath, sinking down next to him.

“Neither did I.” 

He smirked, leaning his head back against the couch. “You know this just makes me love you more, right?” 

I rolled my eyes, but couldn’t help the small smirk tugging at my lips. 

“Shut up, Mal.” 

But when he reached out, intertwining his fingers with mine- I didn’t pull away. Because for the first time in forever, I wasn’t standing in Jughead’s shadow. I was standing on my own. And no on- not my brother, not the Serpents, no one- was going to take that from me. 

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About Me:

Flexible writer with quality and detailed posts: I do Three+ Paragraphs. Can go up to Twenty but flexible and willing to go down or up if need be. 

I'm over the age of 18 and will only write with others over the age of 18 as well

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

Prefers writing in third-person.

Willing to play canon characters

Prefers long-term plots

NSFW with lead up. 

Fandoms: 

Riverdale (Ships I’m hoping to do; Fred x FP (I want to be FP)

Loki (Ships I’m hoping to do; Lokius (I want to be Loki)

Grease (Ships I’m hoping to do; Danny x Kenickie (I want to be Danny)

This means war (Ships I’m hoping to do; FDR x Tuck (I want to be FDR)

Bridgerton (Ships I’m hoping to do; Anthony x Simon (I want to be Simon)

Divergent (Ships I’m hoping to do; Four x Eric (I want to be Four) 

Shadowhunters (Ships I’m hoping to do; Jace x Simon (I want to be Jace)

Merlin (Ships I’m hoping to do; Percival x Gwaine (I want to be Gwaine) 

Star Wars (Ships I’m hoping to do; Obikin (I want to be Anakin)

Fantastic Four Original Movies (Ships I’m hoping to do; Reed x Victor (I want to be Victor) Ben x Johnny (I want to be Johnny), Alicia and Sue (I want to be Alicia)

The Witcher: (Ships I’m hoping to do; Jaskier x Geralt (I want to be Jaskier ) 

Teen Wolf: (Ships I’m hoping to do; Derek x Chris (I want to be Derek) 

Heart the post if interested and I’ll get back to you <3 

Can also write on discord. 

Thanks so much. 

-Destinae 

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[roleplayfinder]

Looking for Writers

About Me:

Flexible writer with quality and detailed posts: I do Three+ Paragraphs. Can go up to Twenty but flexible and willing to go down or up if need be. 

I’m over the age of 18 and will only write with others over the age of 18 as well

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

Prefers writing in third-person.

Willing to play canon characters

Prefers long-term plots

NSFW with lead up. 

Fandoms: 

Riverdale (Ships I’m hoping to do; Fred x FP (I want to be FP)

Loki (Ships I’m hoping to do; Lokius (I want to be Loki)

Grease (Ships I’m hoping to do; Danny x Kenickie (I want to be Danny)

This means war (Ships I’m hoping to do; FDR x Tuck (I want to be FDR)

Bridgerton (Ships I’m hoping to do; Anthony x Simon (I want to be Simon)

Divergent (Ships I’m hoping to do; Four x Eric (I want to be Four) 

Shadowhunters (Ships I’m hoping to do; Jace x Simon (I want to be Jace)

Merlin (Ships I’m hoping to do; Percival x Gwaine (I want to be Gwaine) 

Star Wars (Ships I’m hoping to do; Obikin (I want to be Anakin), Cobb Vanth x My OC of a Skywalker Sibling. 

Fantastic Four Original Movies (Ships I’m hoping to do; Reed x Victor (I want to be Victor) Ben x Johnny (I want to be Johnny), Alicia and Sue (I want to be Alicia)

The Witcher: (Ships I’m hoping to do; Jaskier x Geralt (I want to be Jaskier ) 

Teen Wolf: (Ships I’m hoping to do; Derek x Chris (I want to be Derek) 

Heart the post if interested and I’ll get back to you <3 

Can also write on discord. 

Thanks so much. 

-Destinae 

[findyourrp]

About Me:

Flexible writer with quality and detailed posts: I do Three+ Paragraphs. Can go up to Twenty but flexible and willing to go down or up if need be. 

I'm over the age of 18 and will only write with others over the age of 18 as well

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

Prefers writing in third-person.

Willing to play canon characters

Prefers long-term plots

NSFW with lead up. 

Fandoms: 

Riverdale (Ships I’m hoping to do; Fred x FP (I want to be FP)

Loki (Ships I’m hoping to do; Lokius (I want to be Loki)

Grease (Ships I’m hoping to do; Danny x Kenickie (I want to be Danny)

This means war (Ships I’m hoping to do; FDR x Tuck (I want to be FDR)

Bridgerton (Ships I’m hoping to do; Anthony x Simon (I want to be Simon)

Divergent (Ships I’m hoping to do; Four x Eric (I want to be Four) 

Shadowhunters (Ships I’m hoping to do; Jace x Simon (I want to be Jace)

Merlin (Ships I’m hoping to do; Percival x Gwaine (I want to be Gwaine) 

Star Wars (Ships I’m hoping to do; Obikin (I want to be Anakin), Cobb Vanth x My OC of a Skywalker Sibling. 

Fantastic Four Original Movies (Ships I’m hoping to do; Reed x Victor (I want to be Victor) Ben x Johnny (I want to be Johnny), Alicia and Sue (I want to be Alicia)

The Witcher: (Ships I’m hoping to do; Jaskier x Geralt (I want to be Jaskier ) 

Teen Wolf: (Ships I’m hoping to do; Derek x Chris (I want to be Derek) 

Heart the post if interested and I’ll get back to you <3 

Can also write on discord. 

Thanks so much. 

-Destinae 

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[yo-aroleplayfinder]

About Me:

Flexible writer with quality and detailed posts: I do Three+ Paragraphs. Can go up to Twenty but flexible and willing to go down or up if need be. 

I'm over the age of 18 and will only write with others over the age of 18 as well

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

Prefers writing in third-person.

Willing to play canon characters

Prefers long-term plots

NSFW with lead up. 

Fandoms: 

Riverdale (Ships I’m hoping to do; Fred x FP (I want to be FP)

Loki (Ships I’m hoping to do; Lokius (I want to be Loki)

Grease (Ships I’m hoping to do; Danny x Kenickie (I want to be Danny)

This means war (Ships I’m hoping to do; FDR x Tuck (I want to be FDR)

Bridgerton (Ships I’m hoping to do; Anthony x Simon (I want to be Simon)

Divergent (Ships I’m hoping to do; Four x Eric (I want to be Four) 

Shadowhunters (Ships I’m hoping to do; Jace x Simon (I want to be Jace)

Merlin (Ships I’m hoping to do; Percival x Gwaine (I want to be Gwaine) 

Star Wars (Ships I’m hoping to do; Obikin (I want to be Anakin), Cobb Vanth x My OC of a Skywalker Sibling. 

Fantastic Four Original Movies (Ships I’m hoping to do; Reed x Victor (I want to be Victor) Ben x Johnny (I want to be Johnny), Alicia and Sue (I want to be Alicia)

The Witcher: (Ships I’m hoping to do; Jaskier x Geralt (I want to be Jaskier ) 

Teen Wolf: (Ships I’m hoping to do; Derek x Chris (I want to be Derek) 

Heart the post if interested and I’ll get back to you <3 

Can also write on discord. 

Thanks so much. 

-Destinae 

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[ang3l0fde4th4ndd0gs]

Okay so at some point I was writing like 4 fandoms at once and some original stories. I have since written one Disney one shot and the rest has all been Marauders. So I have a feeling I should fix that 😂. I loved being a fully multi fandom account. Like I wrote Marvel stuff, Harry Potter stuff, Disney stuff, MCYT stuff, BNHA stuff, OUAT stuff all at the same time and had like 40 different books. Most of it was MHA of course cause at the time, that was the big thing. Everyone was into that. But I haven't written much outside of my bubble. So I present a challenge (for those who want to participate of course), give me a fandom to get into. I will post my list of fandoms under the cut. I will look into said fandom and write at least one one shot about it and put it in AO3. Only because I would love to be multi fandom again, I just haven't gotten into much as of lately.

Once Upon a Time 

Harry Potter

Marvel

Star Wars

Glee

Liv And Maddie

Disney

V for Vendetta

Hamilton

Heathers

BNHA

Doctor Who

Firefly/Serenity 

Lovejoy (But I don't Support Wilbur)

Wilbur Soot (Don't support Wilbur himself)

Technoblade

Friends

Wednesday

Divergent

Disney Parks

Tesla

Riverdale

Melanie Martinez (I don't support Melanie herself)

Sam Smith

Tom Lehrer

Mitch Hedberg

John Mulaney

Nick Kroll

Taylor Tomlinson

Dungeons And Dragons

Gabriel Iglesias 

Stranger Things

Unus Annus

Markiplier

Jacksepticeye

CrankGamePlays

Five Nights At Freddy’s

Slime Rancher

Harley Quinn

Dear Evan Hansen

Dangnonronpa

Bob Ross

In The Heights

Free Guy

Percy Jackson

Apollo Series

Asylum Series

My Chemical Romance

Paramore

Cinder Series

Nerdy Nummies

How To Cake It

Monster

Grease

Animal Crossing

Totally Reliable Delivery Service 

Call Of Duty

Halo

Zoo Tycoon

Powerwash Simulator 

Alexa and Katie

The Crown

Bo Burnham 

Beetlejuice

Lana Del Rey 

Face Off

Red Rising

Kevin Hart

Jo Koy

Mateo Lane

Slime Meowy

PeachyBbies 

Assassination Classroom 

The Grinch

Moriah Elizabeth 

TPM Videos

Andy Weir

Project Hail Mary

Artemis

Ready Player One

The Martian

Inception

Punisher

Spiderman

Shadow And Bone

Six

Narnia

Marauders

Hazbin Hotel

Dear Evan Hansen

Game Of Thrones

Gilmore Girls

StampyCat/StampyLongNose

Mean Girls

After Series

Archie Comics

The Flash

Arrow

Ouran Highschool Host Club

TX2

SkyDxddy

Cloudy June

We Three

AC/DC

Aerosmith

Dorian Gray

Ben Barnes

Hadestown

Blue Eye Samurai

Daz Black

JacksFilms

Bridgerton

How to train your dragon

P4perback

Whataboutpadfoot

P4perangel

Taylor Swift

Brain Leak

VOILA

Skyrim

Assassin's Creed 

Pirates Of The Caribbean 

Deadpool

X-Men

Bluey

Mario

Jujutsu Kaisen

Hozier

Good Omens

Sam And Colby

Kall Me Kris

Billie Eillish

Little Misfortune 

Nerdforge

The Princess Bride

DSMP

HermitCraft

My Little Pony

A Goofy Movie

Slime Obsidian 

The Rise Of The Order

The Last Of Us

The Big Bang Theory 

South Park

Winx Club

OddCat Cosplay

Commander BunBun Cosplay

Soul Eater

Heartbreak High

Young And Hungry

The Lord Of The Rings

Saturday Night Live

Westworld 

Lucifer

Chapell Roan

Renee Rapp

Tinkerbell

Queen

(As of 8/01/2024)

Some might be doubles but, that was everything I've been into. A lot of it honestly doesn't have great fanfiction potential though. I have admittedly written a little bit of Ben Barnes stuff too. But not much. I think maybe 5 one shots if that.

The whole list was taken from my Quotev list. But, I wanted to share my own interests and encourage others to share theirs. Perhaps tag someone and let's see how many interests I can collect lol.

I know that there are a lot of fandoms here that I probably could write for but haven't gotten around to it. I probably will eventually I just also enjoy the thought of learning new things as well.

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female characters you’d like to see as counterparts?

okay  !  don't  mind  how  long  this  list  is  now  about  to  be  ! i'd  love  to  see  taylor  jewel  from  the  summer  i  turned  pretty,  claire  standish  and  allison  reynolds  from  the  breakfast  club,  sandy,  frenchy,  marty,  jan  and  rizzo  from  grease,  cher  horowitz  and  dionna  davenport  from  clueless,  olivia baker, layla keating from all american. aria  montgomery,  spencer  hastings,  alison  dilaurentis,  mona  vanderwaal,  maya st germain, emily  fields  from  pretty  little  liars,  bella  swan,  jessica  stanley,  bree tanner, alice  cullen,  rosalie  hale,  and  esme  cullen  from  twilight,  frances  houseman  from  dirty  dancing,  allie  hamilton  from  the  notebook,  barbie  roberts  from  barbie,  kim  kelly  and  lindsay  weir  from  freaks  and  geeks,  cheryl  blossom,  betty  cooper,  and  veronica  lodge  from  riverdale,  buffy  summers,  anya  jenkins,  tara  maclay,  willow  rosenberg,  faith  lehane,  and  dawn  summers  from  buffy  the  vampire  slayer.  joey  potter  and  jen  lindley  from  dawson's  creek,  blair  waldorf,  serena  van  der  woodsen,  and  georgina  sparks  from  gossip  girl,  marissa  cooper  from  the  oc,  georgia  miller  from  ginny  and  georgia,  sabrina  spellman  and  libby  chessler  from  sabrina  the  teenage  witch,  brooke  davis,  peyton  sawyer,  haley  james,  rachel  gatina,  quinn  james  and  alex  dupre  from  one  tree  hill.  sidney  prescott,  tatum  riley,  gale  weathers,  and  casey  becker  from  scream.  bonnie  bennett,  elena  gilbert,  katherine  pierce,  caroline  forbes,  liv  parker,  and  vicki  donovan  from  the  vampire  diaries.  fran  fine  from  the  nanny.  shelly  johnson  and  laura  palmer  from  twin  peaks.  stephanie  tanner,  dj  tanner,  becky  katsopolis,  kimmy  gibbler  and  gia  mahan  from  full  house.  monica  geller  and  janice  litman  from  friends.  heather  mcnamara  and  heather  duke  from  heathers.  sarah  cameron,  kiara  carerra,  cleo  anderson  from  outerbanks. paris geller, sookie st james and lane kim from gilmore girls. marcia brady from the brady bunch, grace  le  domas  from  ready  or  not.  jo  harvell  from  supernatural.  beca  mitchell,  chloe  beale,  aubrey  posen,  cynthia  rose,  stacie  conrad,  emily  junk,  lilly  onakuramara  from  pitch  perfect  and  dana  scully  from  the  x  files.  if  more  are  needed,  as  always,  send  another  ask  and  i'll  do  my  best  to  give  another  list  !

[skyrigel]

“The great war”

Pairing: Benjicot “davos” blackwood x fem!reader

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“Take one step ahead—” you hoisted your dagger forward, “ —and I will slit that pretty throat of yours.” Benji smiled, cocking his head to sideways, his face gleaming with blood of your men. “ I would like that sweetheart.” he said, “ you like my throat ? ”

~ Bloody Ben living upto his name, too much blood and violence, Benji isn't morally obliged, Bracken! Reader, knife kink, Benji being flirty, physical pain, enemies to lovers kinda flirting.

“ He's looking at you ! ” one of the girls squealed, tugging at your skirt while you looked the other way.

“ Shh, you're being loud.” the other hissed, you nodded, smiling to yourself.

“ C'mon, give him one look—”

“ —what if he marries you ? ”

“ shut up.” you glared at them, despite the blood that rushed in your cheeks, your heart thudded as your risked a glance at him.

And there he was, Benjicot blackwood with his young chiseled jaw, looking right at you.

His glint only sparkled when he caught you looking, mouth tugging at the corner of his beautiful face.

“ You are blushing! ”

“ Stop gawking, it doesn't suit a lady.”

But you ignored all calls as Benji raised his goblet of wine along with several others in the hall, your brother amongst them.

“ To peace.” someone said, all drunk and slurred but the hall echoed with oaths of peace, it was spectacular how Benji said them with his eyes just on you.

“ You're drooling.” the girl next to you smirked, pushing her grease stained hands on your face.

“ I am not droo—”

And the chaos broke lose.

There was a high pitched scream and somewhere, someone was dead. Suddenly everyone was aware, drunkards sleeping on the table were on their feet, their swords shivering in their hands, harem were no where to be seen, hiding down the table, mothers rushing with infants clinging to their chest. You froze in your skin, the girl next to you was suddenly screaming as she was dragged away, no, no, no—

The air around you was suddenly too metallic and damped to breathe in, you looked up at the bloodshed, Where are you brother ?

Instead you found the young blackwood lord, he was still looking at you, his grin high on his face, his face— you saw, blood sprayed across and dripping, not his. Oh.

“ To peace.” Benji mouthed, before someone yanked you back and you passed out, everything grey and white — going black.

~~~

It's been years now, but sometimes it felt like only a moment, when you could close your eyes and see his face, sniff the metallic air, almost touch his face, his bloody face —bloody Ben.

The forest of Riverdales were to be avoided at all cost, so your brother chose the northern aisles — not the safest route but bandits were seriously no one's concern.

That night you saw him again, you never dreamt of it, it was just a glimpse and your yearning to touch his bloody face would take over, to feel it under your tips and you would wake up with shame and sweat and sometimes both.

But this time it started with scream, a loud shearing sound like one would give if his throat was slashed to the bones.

It took you moment to realise that it's not your dream, that you were very much awake, that there has been an attack.

“ Oh no.” you got up, throwing the fur that kept you warm aside as you saw fire and man running around, there were screams and cries. “ shit, shit, shit.” you breathed, grabbing your cloak as you rushed outside.

“ Miss, please go back inside ! ” one man said, he was holding a spear that was drenched in blood and flesh.

“ I need to find my brother.” You were standing at the flap of your tent, another cloaked man came rushing, his chestplate bobbling as he reached you.

“ It's his orders.” one said, the other one nodded, taking his stance at the opening of your tent.

“ But—”

A woman screamed as she fell, that sigil, oh my god, you thought but before you could do anything, the flap closed.

You could make out their silhouettes, they were standing with their spears, sword clinging to their armour.

There was a click and you would have missed it if you weren't looking too much, you took a step towards the opening, watching their shadow and your throat bobbled when one of them fell, just like that.

You blinked, the other knight met the same fate, one moment alive, the other gone.

Everything became too real and crumbled and you weren't really thinking when you grabbed the dagger you always kept under your pillow, it's coldness gripping and tugging under your skin, chilling your bones.

The flap opened and your breath hitched.

Oh.

You were so doomed.

“ Did i interrupt your sleep ? ” Benji smiled, his sword was drenched in blood and his face met the similar fate, he was dragging it forward, a straight bloody line forming on the ground, as his face illuminated with the afterglow.

“ Take one step ahead—” you hoisted your dagger forward, “ —and I will slit that pretty throat of yours.”

Benji smiled, cocking his head to sideways, his face gleaming with blood of your men.

“ I would like that sweetheart.” he said, “ you like my throat ? ”

Your face grew warm, the back of your knees hitting the cot with a thud.

“ I will hurt you.” you said, taking a sharp breath, Benji ran a hand through his hair, wiping some blood with the back of his hand as he scrunched his nose.

“ You didn't answer my question.” He pouted casually, taking steps ahead at you.

“ Your false queen wouldn't protect you ! ” You snarled at him, trying to hide the tremor in your veins and you expected him to launch, to take that sword and swing it in your head but that would easy, no fun at all.

“ You have only gotten prettier.” He said instead, dropping his sword with a clang, shuffling his blood smeared hands in the fruit basket, picking up an apple while dropping all the other contents down with a ckatter, taking a bite from the apple he picked up, amused when he saw you bristle.

“ c'mon, you do remember making eyes at me.” He accused, dropping the apple with satisfied grin, he jabbed a finger in your direction and you shaked your head, feeling your defenses crumble against him.

“ I do not remember making—” and last sounds drowned in your throat as he advanced at you, you raised your dagger that met the sharp metal of his chestplate, a clashing sound ripped apart, knocking you back on the cot, your dagger fell along, banging against the floor.

He smiled, in victory before his eyes widened as you lept at him, sending both of you down with loud thud that sent some satisfaction inside you when you strangled him.

He laid still, blinking, as you pinned his shoulders with your arms, keeping his waist secured by your knees.

“ What are you going to do ? ” He asked, as few moments passed with nothing but glaring on your side, your chest heaved with the stunt you pulled, drawing a breath before setting your lips in thin line, despite the utter joy that rushed through you in having him under control.

“ Remember what I said about your throat ?”

“ That it's pretty ? ” He cocked his eyebrow, smugness settling into his features. For seven heaven's sake, he's pinned down, bastard.

“ No.” You rolled your eye, “ The slitting part.”

“ So you are gonna slit my pretty throat ? ” He gasped when you pressed forward on his chest, leaning closer until your nose almost brushed. Lips few inches apart.

“ Just your throat.” you whispered down at him, deep inside, you were shaking, feeling your heart hammering against your ribs, you were scared, excited and feeling brave all the same time, it was confusing.

“ You might want something sharp... except your beauty, it can kill too...” He tried to lift his face to claim your lips before you pulled away with a red face, He winked.

“ shut up.”

“ I would love a knife against my—” Ben made eye contact, “— pretty throat.”

“Bloody annoying.” you muttered under your breath, he chuckled while you looked at your dagger that was too far, then the table knife caught your gaze, It fell at some point, it was just a few paces from you and him and if you could just grab it, just a little stretching, and Just when you had—oops.

You knew it was bad move, that you should've known the moment he suggested you to get a weapon to cut his pretty throat

how could you have forgotten ?

He was the same man who said, “ To peace.” before uprising the bloodshed. A bloody traitor.

One moment you were on top of him, in charge, going to kill him and the next he threw you over, shattering everything you believed in, turning your whole world upside down, he pinned your whole body down with his arm while the other rested under your head before it hit the floor, a crack — probably his knuckles.

He grinned like maniac, his eyes glistening as he did so, taking a look of your flushed face, your neck prickled at his gaze.

“ I will hurt you.” he mimicked you, taking the sharp knife away from your hands in one jerk, his other hand pinning you down on the floor.

“ I hate you.” you blinked, pain shooting up your spine as his weight dropped on you, heavy and suffocating.

“ Oh no sweetheart, you don't.” he said.

yes, maybe not that much—shut up,

He grabbed your chin, lifting it forward before he got up from you and outstretching his hand.

“ c'mon, can't lose you another time, can I ?”

You looked at his fingers, covered in blood of your men, you tried not to think but...but perhaps your brother.

“ Kill me if you want to.” you gulped, “ But I will not go anywhere with you.”

“ You will survive the great war.” He smiled, taking your hand as he jerked you up, your when body leaning against him before you pulled away.

“ Don't touch me.” you bristled, pulling your night gown closer to your body.

“ While I would very much like to talk more darling, but I fear we don't have time.”

And just when he said it, a fire erupted on the other side of the tent, blazing flames roaring with more screaming.

“ C'mon.” he grabbed your hand, rather forcefully as you tried to squirm away.

“ NO.” you roared at him, smoke filling the space, as one wall burnt down to ashes, you could see more shadows of people running.

Dead bodies lying around like they were mere things, but not people with lives and memories, or people who had lives and memories.

“ I won't hurt you.” Ben said above the flames, not dropping your hand despite the scratching and screaming.

“ Leave—” you sinked your nails in his flesh, “ me alone ! ” you gritted your teeth.

He sighed, for the first time he was truly disappointed, his eyes blazing and the blood gleaming on his skin, dropping your hand as you looked at with a bewildered look.

Did he just do that for real ?

“ How feral you are darling.” He said, before he knocked you out and everything was black again.

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Greaser Serpents | Part 2

A/N: I’m planning on doing a five-parter for this one as I love it way too much already. I’ve had a few people asking to be in the tag list, so, if you want to be in the taglist too, just lemme know! :) 

Pairing: Sweet Pea x OC (Luna Simmons) 

Words: 3054

Warnings: none

It’s been a good week of rehearsals, and Luna has learned to live with the fact that she has to pretend to love the Southside Serpent that’s become her love interest in the musical they’re doing at Riverdale High. To be completely and truly honest, the entire process of rehearsing and singing and dancing with the entire cast has been so much fun thus far. Even with the Serpents.  “Okay, Luna, I absolutely love everything about that!” Kevin comments when they’ve finished the scene at the peprally where Sandy and Danny see each other again, but Danny’s being a dick about it. “You’re all amazing!” the director exclaims, overexcitedly. “Let’s take five and then we’re doing Greased Lightning,” the entire cast nods and Kevin looks at them for a moment, taking everything in. He’s proud of this entire cast. Proud of him for picking out the right people for the right characters.  Luna as Sandy and Sweet Pea as Danny has been the best idea he’s ever had. Even though they hate each other, the chemistry between them is undeniable. Betty’s the perfect Marty, and Rizzo’s the role of Veronica’s life. Toni as Frenchy and Midge as Jan is the most perfect casting ever. The T-birds are well-cast too. Archie as Kenickie, Jughead as Doody, Fangs as Sonny and Reggie as Putzie. Cheryl plays Patty Simcox and Josie would be Chacha. He had never been prouder of a casting as he was of this one. Those roles are made for his friends and there was no lie in that. 

“Can we rehearse lines together tonight?” Betty asks when she and Luna go to sit down in the auditorium. They want to watch the boys perform Greased Lightning and wait for Kevin’s notes on previous scenes too. Luna convinces herself she’s staying to see Archie and Jughead do one of her favorite songs, but in reality, she just wants to see Sweet Pea doing it.  “Yeah, sure! I wanted to ask you to help me with the reprise of Look at me I’m Sandra Dee at the end anyway,” Luna whispers to Betty as Kevin calls action on the boys. Sweet Pea stands in his spot, right next to a block of wood where the car will be during the actual play. For now, the wood would do.  “Why this car could be systematic,” Sweet Pea begins as he takes his Serpent jacket off with the beat of the music that began to play at the same time.  “Hydromatic, ultramatic,” he throws away his jacket and jumps on a table next to the block of wood. Luna’s breath hitches in her throat as she watches him. His biceps flex at every move he makes, and sends shivers down her spine for some reason. Every time he performs one of the songs and his beautiful voice and amazing dancemoves are shown, Luna gets weak in the knees and hates the person he is a little bit less.  “We'll get some overhead lifters and four barrel quads, oh yeah,” Sweet Pea sings in a deep, sultry voice, matching the actual voice of John Travolta. “Keep talking, woah, keep talking” Archie sings his line. “A fuel injection cut off and chrome plated rods, oh yeah,” “I'll get the money, I'll kill to get the money” Archie sings again from his spot on the block. “With a four-speed on the floor, they'll be waitin' at the door You know that it ain't shit, we'll be gettin' lots of tit, greased lightnin'” “Go go go, go go go go go go go go,” All the boys sing as they run towards the wooden block. Fangs, Archie, Reggie and Jughead in front and next to the block, Sweet Pea on top. “Go, greased lightnin', you're burnin' up the quarter mile.” “Greased lightnin', go, greased lightnin'” seeing the boys do the iconic dance moves makes Luna smile a little. This is going to be the greatest musical Riverdale High has ever done. During the instrumental bit, the boys o the choreography Toni had taught them as Sweet Pea hops off the wood and does whatever he’s supposed to do as choreography as well. His eyes meet Luna’s, and he gives her a wink. His biceps flex again, weakening her. They sing the last bit and end up in their pose on the wooden block. “Alright, guys! Let’s get to work!” Sweet Pea says his last line before the girls and Kevin in the audience begin cheering. Luna’s eyes are glued on her Serpent co-star and his glance lands on her as well. He gives her a little smile, and inside even melts a little at the look she’s giving him. Her eyes sparkle. Something has shifted inside her that made her stop looking at him with absolute hatred in her eyes. For some reason, her hazel eyes suddenly look lighter. “Amazing, guys!” Kevin tells them with a wide, toothpaste-commercial-like smile. “Let’s call it a day and assemble tomorrow for the epic dance scene!” he informs them, and everyone starts packing up. Sweet Pea walks up to Luna, leaving all of his friends to head home without him. She smiles up at him as she puts her bag over her shoulder. “How about I treat you to a milkshake at Pop’s and we can go over some lines together?” he suggests with a little smile. Her eyes glance over to Betty, who’s heard what the guy asked, and she gives her neighbor a little nod. They could do their lines some other time. Right now, it’s more important that the two get along. And maybe even a little more. “Yeah, sure,” Luna replies with a smile and the two head outside school together. Outside, it’s chucking down rain, almost making it impossible to see one foot in front of them. “Okay, my car is at the back of the parking lot,” Luna mumbles, annoyed at herself for not coming to school earlier so she’d have a better spot. “Whatever we do, we’re going to get soaking wet,” Sweet Pea mumbles. A smirk appears on Luna’s face as she looks up at the tall Serpent, her glance lingering on the tattoo on his neck. He looks down at her, realizing what she’s thinking, and his expression falters, “Not like that,” he scoffs, rolling his eyes. Luna giggles a little, shaking her head. “Let’s just make a run for it, shall we?” she suggests with a little sigh. Sweet Pea hums in agreement and, as if on automatic, grabs Luna’s hand in his before dashing off into the rain and dragging the Northsider girl with him. Giggles and loud laughs fill the air, almost muting the pattering rain on the pavement. “Get inside!” Luna yells as she lets go of the boy’s hand and clicks the button on her key to open the car. Both of them get inside, each of them soaking wet, but still laughing through it. “Fuck, that’s cold,” Sweet Pea mutters, wiping his hair back that’s now sticking to his head. That beautiful curl that normally sits on his forehead is gone. “Let’s get to Pop’s,” Luna nods and starts her car, driving off through the rain and to their favorite diner.

“Hello, Luna,” Pop greets her with a smile as he arrives at the booth the two had taken a seat in. The blonde girl smiles up at the old man, happy to see him again. “The usual?” Sweet Pea looks at the girl in front of him, a tender smile on his face. Northsiders are so weird with their usual orders at the diner, but it’s kind of sweet too. “Just the strawberry milkshake today, Pop,” she tells him before glancing to the boy. “A vanilla milkshake for me, please,” Sweet Pea orders, looking at the old man now. Luna’s eyebrows furrow. She never expected a serpent like him to be the vanilla-milkshake type. “And some fries to share,” he adds quickly with a smile. Pop nods and leaves the kids alone. Luna still stares at Sweet Pea, the confused look still plastered on her face. “What?” he asks, blushing only a tiny bit. “Nothing, I just didn’t take you for the vanilla-type,” she shrugs and leans back in her seat. “I guess you just don’t know me that well,” Sweet Pea leans forward, his elbows resting on the table in front of him. Luna opens her mouth to say something, but then closes it again. “You might be right. We’re playing the main roles in a musical and have to pretend to be hopelessly devoted to each other, but we don’t even know one another,” she says, more to herself than to Sweet Pea. The guy chuckles and wants to say something, but Pop handing the milkshake and fries interferes with that.   “Thanks, Pop,” Sweet Pea tells the man and Luna gives him a thankful smile before taking the metal straw between her teeth. “So, tell me something about you,” he nudges, staring in her eyes as she looks up from her milkshake. He pops a fry into his mouth. “Why don’t you say what you think about me?” she suggests on playing a game. “Ok…” he mumbles and sips from his beverage once, “I think you’re this clean-cut, straight A-student who has been living on the Northside her entire life. You live in this pastel-pink world where your parents love and pamper you to death and your friends live close to you and you spend every waking hour with them. Or that’s what you want people to think…” he trails off at the last part, his eyes scanning her face. Her flawless face with the freckles decorating her nose and cheeks, and her hazelnut bright eyes. Luna chuckles. “Almost,” she replies and takes a deep breath, “My parents don’t really have time for me as they’re too busy building their empire with Hiram Lodge, which I strongly disagree to, by the way. I tried to stop them, believe me, but I’ve failed,” Sweet Pea shifts in his seat at the mention of Hiram Lodge. He’s the reason why his school was shut down and will be closed soon. “I get straight A’s, but I don’t study that much, I have a gift, people tell me,” she scoffs a little at that. She has no clue how she gets straight A’s without studying for it, but it just happens. “I only ever see my friends at school, except for Betty. She lives next door, so I see her every now and then outside of school too,” Sweet Pea listens intently, a smile tugging at his lips. “Your turn,” he then says and takes another sip from his milkshake while she pops a fry in her mouth. She chews for a moment, thinking about what to stay whilst scanning his face. “You’re this tough-looking guy with the intimidating looks and the aggression and violence, but in reality, you’re actually this big soft teddy bear who cares about his friends and family and would literally die for them,” she rambles, leaving Sweet Pea speechless. “Did I get something wrong?” she asks, raising an eyebrow and grabbing a few fries. “Not at all,” he mumbles, a little shocked she got that spot-on, “I don’t really have a family anymore though, not by blood, I mean. The Serpents are my family. And I know you hate us, and you don’t like our laws, but they took me in when I lost my parents in a tragic accident. I never really thought about leaving them. They’ve raised me and I don’t know anything else but that family and their laws. Even if it makes people hate me,” he explains truthfully. Luna stops in her tracks for a moment and stares at the vulnerable Sweet Pea in front of her. “That’s actually really sweet, Sweet Pea,” she chuckles, “No pun intended.” The boy laughs at that a little and grabs a few more fries. The two talk about their lives for a moment, really getting to know each other. For some bizarre reason, Luna feels attracted to him all of a sudden. It’s like a weird connection has grown between them. Like they now see each other in a completely different light and every single drop of hatred they had towards each other, is just gone. Poof. Like that. With only one milkshake and a shared portion of fries. That’s until a couple of Serpents decide to ruin the party.

“What do we have here?” Fangs asks with a smirk as he and a couple other Serpents reach their table. Luna looks at Sweet Pea for a moment, and she can tell he’s getting embarrassed for being caught with a Northsider at Pop’s. “We’re just rehearsing lines, Fogarty,” Sweet Pea grumbles, his fist clenching on the table. “Over milkshakes and fries?” he asks, “This looks more like a date than anything else,” Fangs laughs, making the other Serpents laugh too as if on cue. Luna rolls her eyes at the Serpents, sick of their attitude all the time. They may be family, but they’re still annoying as hell. And most of all, she hates how they treat Northsiders. How they treat her. “It’s nothing, Fangs. You really think I would go on a date with a Northsider?” Sweet Pea asks, only to break Luna’s heart a little. She actually feels it break then and there. Physical pain courses through her chest, and she’d much rather be at home rehearsing lines with Betty instead of this gross, toxic masculinity-filled asshole. Fangs looks at Luna for a moment, feeling sorry for her. She actually seems nice. Why can’t Sweet Pea stand up for her like he should? He knows they’re only teasing him. “Sorry, bro,” Fangs holds up his hands in defense, “You’re coming to the Whyte Wyrm for a game of pool?” Sweet Pea’s eyes glance over at Luna. She’d sunk into her seat, arms crossed and glaring at him. If looks could kill, Sweet Pea would be bleeding to death now. “Yeah, I’ll be there in a moment,” he replies, his voice low. Fangs and the Serpents go to the counter to grab their order from Pop and leave the co-stars alone in the booth. “Luna, I—” he begins to make up some lame excuse, but Luna isn’t having any of it. “You’re always going to be the same, aren’t you?” she asks, “You open up to me about your family and make me believe you’re actually this sweet, vulnerable guy when in reality you’re just the typical chauvinistic macho who thinks he could make girls go weak in the knees,” Sweet Pea sinks in his seat, head hung low. “Isn’t that true, Sweet Pea? Well, sucks for you, but I’m not one of those girls who would fall for your macho-traits. I’m not Sandy,” she stands up, grabbing her bag and shaking her head at him as he’s sulking into his embarrassment. “See you at rehearsals,” she mumbles before leaving him at the diner. Sweet Pea sighs deeply, shaking his head at what had just happened. He hates himself for letting the girl go. For once, he was opening up to someone, letting someone see a more vulnerable side of him. She finally stopped looking at him  like he was a culprit, a criminal. She finally looked at him like he was human.  “Stranded at the drivin', branded a fool What will they say Monday at school?” he mumbles his lines from his solo song. He wanted to rehearse that scene with Luna, but since that won’t happen anymore, he might as well rehearse the song on his own. “Sandy, can't you see I'm in misery? We made a start, now we're apart There's nothing left for me,” he gets up from his seat, whacks some cash on the table and leaves the diner. Fangs looks at him for a moment, sympathy arising inside of him. This is all his fault. He shouldn’t have come between the two.   “Love has flown, all alone I sit and wonder why yi-yi-yi Oh why you left me, oh Sandy, oh Sandy,” he thinks about the conversation they just had and how he could be so stupid to let Fangs get underneath his skin. He could’ve just told him the truth. He could’ve told her the truth. “Baby, someday, when high school is done Somehow, someway, our two worlds will be one In heaven forever and ever we will be Oh, please say you'll stay, oh, Sandy” He walks towards the Northside and stops at Riverdale High where he sees Luna with her friends, talking. She seems angry, probably yelling at Betty about what had happened at the diner. Tears come rushing down her cheeks, and he’s left wondering whether they’re tears of anger or sadness. “Sandy, my darlin' You hurt me real bad You know it's true But, baby, you gotta believe me when I say I'm helpless without you” The boy now makes his way towards the auditorium where he continues to sing his solo. For once in the entire rehearsing-process, he’s really feeling what he’s singing. For once, he’s truly realizing that the crush on his co-star might not just be a crush. But he can’t date a Northsider, can he? He’s a Southside Serpent. He would be ridiculed, and she would be bullied into joining the Serpents and thus doing the dance. “Love has flown, all alone, I sit I wonder why yi-yi-yi, Oh why You left me, Oh Sandy Sandy, Sandy Why yi-yi-yi” She can’t do the Serpent dance. No one is supposed to see her like that. Not before he has. Not before he has told her what he truly feels for her. How the hatred he felt towards her, has disappeared the moment she began singing that first day of rehearsals. “Oh Sandy,” he mumbles the last words with his hands in his hair. Applause makes him jump out his thoughts, his eyes wide as he looks into the audience. “I’m glad you’re rehearsing on your own, man,” Kevin tells him with a smile, “Wish everyone was as dedicated as you.” He’s oblivious to what had just happened. Oblivious to the feelings Sweet Pea has for Luna. Oblivious to what he sang was actually felt deep inside of him.

Taglist: @iamaunicorn4704, @cvvlxx

[amazingphanisnotonfire-imagines]

I would like Sweet Pea and the movie Grease... because I have always thought ever since the Serpents came to Riverdale, if any musical makes sense, it's Grease.

I’ve been thinking the exact same thing. Like, literally Grease makes the most sense to have as a musical episode, plus its definitely the most popular. Anyway, I hope you like this! 

Quote: ‘Men are rats, listen to me, they're fleas on rats, worse than that, they're amoebas on fleas on rats. I mean, they're too low for even the dogs to bite. The only man a girl can depend on is her daddy.’

“Sweet Pea!” You shout over the pouring rain. Its been raining since you left Pop’s and the long walk to Sweet Pea’s trailer has left you soaked, your hair sticking to your face and your clothes clinging to your skin. The only good thing about the sudden down pour is that fact that its covering the tears flowing down your cheeks. “Sweet Pea!” You knock loudly and you can just make out the sound of him tripping over something before the door swings open. 

“Sorry.” He apologizes. “I couldn’t hear you over the rain.” 

“Its fine.” You shrug. “Can I come in?” 

“Yeah, yeah. Of course.” He moves out the way and you smile gratefully as you brush past him. He closes the door quickly before following you into the living room, picking up a few random things that he’s thrown on the floor. If he knew he was coming he would have tidied up a bit, especially the boxers on the floor. You’re the only person that he actually cleans his place for. “Sooooo.” He stands awkwardly as he watches you flop onto the sofa, a deep frown set on your face. “Do you want a towel?” 

“Please.” You reply and he nods, disappearing into the bathroom before returning a few seconds later with a white towel gripped in his hands. He sits beside you and hands you the towel which you take gratefully before drying yourself off. A few minutes go by in a comfortable silence and Sweet Pea’s distracted by whatever is on the TV while you dry your hair off. 

“I thought you were supposed to be hanging out with Danny tonight.” He says casually and you freeze, dropping the towel on to your knees. You’d only just managed to stop crying, to get your emotions in check. But as soon as he mentions his name you break again. Tears streaming down your face as your whole body shakes with sobs. Sweet Pea instantly wraps his arms around you. 

He doesn’t know whats going on, but he does know its his job to cheer you up. It’ll always be his job. He squeezes you tightly against his chest and you try to protest, not wanting to get his shirt soggy but he just rolls his eyes and tells you to stop being so stupid. If it was anybody else, you’d be annoyed that they’d said that, but you know when Sweet Pea says it, he means it in the nicest possible way and that brings you a little comfort, at least he’s not letting you down. “What happened?” He asks confused, one hand stroking your hair while the other one keeps you close to him. 

“He broke up with me.” You mumble against his chest and he pulls away, staring at you with an un-readable expression. How could anyone break up with you? How could they be so stupid? You’re literally his favourite person and he doesn’t understand why anybody would not want you in their life. 

“What?” He asks, his jaw clenched and eyes narrow as he tries to understand. 

“He broke up with me.” You repeat. “He invited me to Pop’s and then broke up with me. Apparently he’s found someone that understands him more. Whatever the hell that means.” 

“I’m gonna kill him.” His fists clench as he tries to stand up but you quickly grab his arm and he instantly relaxes a little. 

“I just wanna hang out with you tonight.” You sigh and lean your head against his shoulder. 

“Fine.” He mumbles. “I won’t kill him...tonight.” You giggle softly at him and he smiles to himself, happy that he’s cheered you up, even if its just a little bit. “He’s an idiot.” He says out loud, his mouth moving before he could stop himself. 

“Yeah. I know.” You agree and the two of you smile at each other. However your smile quickly disappears making him frown. 

“Okay. Men are rats.” He starts and you roll your eyes at him. “Listen to me, they’re fleas on rats, worse than that, they’re amoebas on fleas on rats. I mean, they’re too low for even the dogs to bite. The only man a girl can depend on is her daddy.” 

“...okay.” You blink. “There’s a lot to unpack there. Number 1. Daddy?” You raise an eyebrow at him and he shrugs in reply. “Number 2. What the hell is an amoeba?” 

“Dunno. Something smaller than a flea I suppose.” 

“Hmm. You do know that you’re also a man right? Meaning you’ve just insulted yourself.” 

“Nah.” He shakes his head. “I’m much better than that. Some people have likened me to a God.” 

“Pffft.” You snort. “If you’re a God, you’re Koalemos.” 

“Who’s he? The God of incredibly good looking men. The God of mind blowing orgasms?” 

“Ha!” You laugh loudly. “You really are the God of idiocy.” 

“Hey!” 

“But I still love you though.” You add and smile softly at him, only now realizing how close you are to each other. Your faces inches apart making your lips part and him blush softly. The two of you lean in softly, the rain pattering on the roof adding to the whole atmosphere and you close your eyes, waiting with baited breath until...suddenly he pulls away from you making your eyes snap open. 

“Well thats good isn’t it.” He stands up quickly and looks around the small room. 

“Pea?” You say quietly and you swear you can hear your heart breaking for a second time that day. 

“I’m sorry.” He shakes his head. “I shouldn’t have done that. Lets watch your favourite film and forget all about Danny and his stupid face. Yeah?” 

You take a deep breath and close your eyes for a second before looking back at him. “Yeah. Sure.” You force a smile. 

movie quote prompts 

sweet pea masterlist 

[archeriexriverdale]

You can't fight me on this! 😭😭 I want there to be a RIVERDALE PARENTS flashback... Greace.

[bettycooperthefirst]

Because I like to take things too far...

Betty Cooper was nervous. She had only been given two weeks notice that she was moving to a brand new town and the idea of starting over at a whole new high school was making her palms sweat. She had had a fantastic summer, and while she didn’t want to leave her hometown, she also knew that her amazing summer had nothing to do with anything that place could give her. That credit all went to a boy who she would never see again.

As she walked the steps of Riverdale High, she started to look for her old family friend. Their dads had been friends for years and he was the only person in Riverdale that she knew.

“Betty!” The blonde looked around and saw Kevin Keller waving from the schools double doors. “I haven’t seen you in years! Welcome to Riverdale.” Betty mustered up a smile. Summer was officially over. And she would never get it back.

•

Jughead Jones settled in at his usual lunch spot on the bleachers of the old football field. “Jug! Man I haven’t seen you all morning, the chicks have been all over me I can barely breathe.” Archie Andrews was an amazing friend but he was also the school player. With the girls not having excuses to see him everyday while school was out, they were all vying for his attention. Somehow he had gotten even more attractive over the summer.

Walking up with him was Reggie Mantle and Dilton Doiley and Jughead knew as soon as they made their way to him they would be demanding to know what crazy things he did over the summer while he was on vacation with his family. The only problem was he didn’t do anything crazy at all… Unless you count falling in love. And that was not how the T-Birds operated.

“How was the vacation man?” Archie asked, slapping Jughead on the back and dropping down next to him. “Any hot girls out there in Florida?” The boys looked at Jughead expectantly. He was their fearless leader and he always had to live up to their hype.

“Yeah. I hooked up with this girl on the beach.”

Archie burst out laughing and reached out for a high five. “Hope our little Jughead didn’t fall in looooove,” Reggie taunted.

“Of course not. The best thing about vacation hook ups is you never have to see them again.” Reggie slapped Jughead on the back and as the conversation shifted, the beanie-clad boy wished more than anything that he could be with her instead.

•

“I’ll introduce you to my friends.” Kevin said, leading Betty out of the lunch room to the outside tables. He led her towards a table where a raven haired girl sat with a pink jacket on and a redhead peeled a banana. “Veronica, this is Betty Cooper. She moved here from Florida.”

The dark-haired girl turned around and Betty was struck by how gorgeous she was. There was a meanness in her eyes, but when Betty looked closer she thought she could see that there was something hiding behind it. “Betty Cooper.” Veronica said. “Nice ponytail.” Her voice was dripping with sarcasm.

The redhead sitting next to her snickered.

“I’m Cheryl Blossom.”

“Don’t mind Ronnie,” Kevin told her gently nudging her arm, but Betty had a feeling that that wasn’t how things worked around here.

As she sat down across the table, she could feel Veronica sizing her up. “So, Florida.” Cheryl said, dropping her banana peel on her tray. “what are the boys like there?”

Veronica rolled her eyes. “Is that all you ever think about? Besides, look at her, she probably doesn’t even talk to boys.”

Betty looked down at her pale blue sweater and simple jeans. Veronica had a tight black top on with a matching black skirt.

“Actually,” Betty responded “I met really sweet guy over the summer. We had a great time.”

“Oh really?” Veronica raised an eyebrow. “And what did you have such a great time doing? A girl like you probably has a bed time.”

“We did a lot of things. It was nice,” Betty started falling into her memory. “He would hold me in his arms and it felt like the rest of the world fell away.”

Cheryl squealed “Tell me more!”

“Yes Betty,” Veronica said unenthusiastically, “tell us more.”

“He sounds amazing,” Kevin said supportively.

Veronica laughed. “He sounds like a drag. What was this losers name?”

“Jughead Jones.” Betty replied with a shy smile. Cheryl choked on her milk and this time, when Betty looked into Veronica’s eyes, all she saw was evil.

•

“Veronica has been awful all summer,” Archie told Jughead as they walked down to the place where everyone else ate.

Jughead didn’t care about Veronica Lodge and her bullshit, but Archie was attracted to her whether he wanted to admit it or not. They’d hooked up on more than one occasion.

“Speak of the devil.” Reggie muttered under his breath.

“Hey Jug.” The dark haired girl had that tone in her voice like she was up to something.

Jughead forced himself to look up at her.

“Veronica.”

These were the type of girls he had to deal with in Riverdale. He wished yet again that he could be back on the beach.

“I brought you a present.” Veronica looked smug and Cheryl pushed forward a beautiful blonde.

“Juggie?” the girl said, a big smile growing on her face.

Archie snickered. No one in Riverdale called him Juggie. In fact only one person ever called him that. A girl who was more than just a summer hookup. A girl he never thought he’d see again but couldn’t get out of his head. A girl who was now standing right in front of him as everyone waited to see what he would do. Betty Cooper.

catch me out here singing greased lightning on wednesday

is betty sandy? is veronica rizzo? these are the real questions

[starryeyednyx]

Did no one else catch this “Grease” reference? Toni is Cha Cha because she’s trying to break up our wonderful iconic duo. 

I love Cheryl to death for all her sass.

[itsnotyouithink]

HALLOWEEN ROMANCE

pairing: fem!reader x cheryl blossom

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

warnings: smoking, underage drinking, parental abuse

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

not my gif!

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

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

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

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

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

Then a thought popped into his small mind.

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

“I’m not.”

“You so are.”

“No I am not!”

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

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

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

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

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

“Thanks, Arch.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

And yet.

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

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

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

—

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

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

“I didn’t take you as a smoker.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[bugheadjones-the-third]

Riverdale + Grease