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[revnah1406]

🌕Amara X Sparrow☀️Wedding headcanons💍

Hannah "Sparrow" Clayton

Amara Thompson

(the green brush means how it actually went 🥰)

I know there's still a long journey in their love story but I talked about this with a few mutuals on the discord server and I can't stop thinking about it hahahaha! My babies getting married 😭😭

So here are a few cute Headcanons about her Wedding!🥰🧡✨

They started to talk about getting married a Year later after Amara moved to Zermatt (Switzerland) with Sparrow. They also mentioned it on their first anniversary. First it was casual, talking about the advantages of getting married and fantasizing about how amazing it could be.

After a couple months Sparrow started to think about it more seriously. Talked with her siblings and her mother looking for advice. Of course their family was more than supportive and excited.

She wanted to keep things small, simple, but make it personal. She knew Amara liked small jewellery, nothing too showy. Sparrow wanted to make the ring all by herself, to give more personal value, so she asked for advice from her closest friends, Aly (@alypink ) helped with the design, Damien (@kaitaiga ) helped to forge and weld it, Anna (@applbottmjeens ) helped with the proposal, how to prepare the perfect moment.

Sparrow would lie if she said she wasn't nervous. She decided to propose during a hike. She woke Amara really early and prepared breakfast... Being more romantic than usual. Amara complained about going for a hike and offered staying at home, she wasn't the most enthusiastic person about hiking. So the possibility of cancelling the plan made Hannah really nervous but she managed to convince Amara, promising she will massage her feet and back for hours once they return home.

When they got to the top of the mountain, with the beautiful swiss mountain landscape, Sparrow knelt in front of Amara and showed a beautiful handmade ring made with pyrite (gold was more expensive and harder to work on).

"Amara, my love. Hey look at me. I know I know sweetheart." Sparrow got even more nervous when Amara started crying, she had to hold her hand to steady her. "You already know this. And you know I'm awful with words. This is just a little reminder that you are everything to me. With you I forget all the bad things. You showed me how it feels to be truly loved, and showed me how to truly love you. I just... wanted to climb one more step with you, together..."

Amara's knees were clearly shaking. "I can't fucking believe you made me do this in sweatpants and fucking hiking boots Han..." She shook her head, trying to assimilate what was happening.

Sparrow chucked. "So is that a yes?"

"Of course it's a yes you dumb idiot!!" Amara wasn't angry, far beyond that, she was too happy, too anxious, too excited she didn't know how to process all those emotions. Sparrow got up and put the ring on Amara's finger, now her fiancée.

The Wedding was six months later, during spring. Amara planned everything with her mother in Law's and Aly's help. She knew Sparrow wasn't very good at planning big events, and Hannah would always like what Amara proposed.

In the end the Wedding was on the mountains, that was Sparrow's only wish. A small one, with friends and family. It wasn't very traditional, they got married civilly two days before the wedding, so Hubber (Sparrow's captain in the Swiss Armed Forces) could make oficial the union of both women in the ceremony.

Hannah's father took Amara to the altar. The stoic man cried and had no fear of showing it. He kissed Amara's forehead before handing her to his daughter. "Your parents would be so proud of you"

Tora (Sparrow's dog) proudly brought the rings to the altar. And after an emotional speech from Hubber Sparrow could kiss Amara and name Amara her wife.

The ceremony was amazing. The after party was even better.

The Wedding night was so sweet, full of kisses, necking and love.

When it was time to organise the honeymoon, Amara had to fight with Sparrow. Hannah wanted to go to Nepal, to show Amara the big 8000s. But Amara refused to climb one single rock during her honeymoon. NUH UH. So she offered to go to Japan, and visit Kyoto, Amara's mother's native city.

They spend a few lovely days there and Sparrow learnt more about Amara's family.

A couple months after the honeymoon Hannah decided to retire from the military.

[dasmuggler]

Here ya go:

WHEN THE WEST WAS FUN

A Western Reunion

Original air date 1979

Directed by Walter C. Miller

Written by Fred Putman

Set in a western saloon, Glenn Ford hosted a gathering of western television and film series stars including cast members from The Lone Ranger, The High Chaparral, The Virginian, Lawman and many others. This special event program brought ABC-TV its highest ratings of 1979. If you grew up on westerns like we did, (and despite the campy dialogue) it was fun to reminisce about those cherished childhood heroes with the stars who played them.

Front Row: Dewey Martin, Johnny Crawford, Chuck Connors, Glenn Ford, Alan Hale Jr., Henry Darrow, Larry Storch, Neville Brand.

2nd Row: Denver Pyle, Iron Eyes Cody, Harry Lauter, Jeanette Nolan, Linda Cristal, John Ireland, Mark Slade, Joe Bowman, Fred Putnam. 3rd Row: Pat Buttram, Milburn Stone, Dan Haggerty, Guy Madison, Rex Allen, John Bromfield, Keenan Wynn, Jackie Coogan, George Montgomery. 4th Row: X Brands, Bill Williams, Michael Ansara, Slim Pickens, Dick Jones, Don Diamond, Ken Curtis, John Russell, Peter Brown, James Drury. Back Row: Rod Cameron, Jock Mahoney, Jack Kelly, Tony Young, John McIntire, Ty Hardin, Darby Hinton, Lee Van Cleef, Will Hutchins, Terry Wilson, Clayton Moore, Doug McClure.

[sweetblink]

Beauty is Pain.

Beauty is Pain.

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Chuck Clayton x Reader.  

Requested by: Anon

#12 on prompt list #2 for chuck clayton from Riverdale

#12. "Oh my god, Y/N what have you done!" ... "What? I was bored, and I already did my makeup and you were asleep, it was perfect."

Warnings: fluff, cute chuck clayton, small cursings

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If there was one thing that everyone in the school knew for sure, was that Y/N L/N was an amazing at makeup along with SFX, Betty being right behind, which that alone surprised many people. So honestly, Chuck should’ve known what he was getting himself into.

“What are you talking about, you want to what, what?” Chuck asked you, frowning in confusion.

You let out a small giggle and nodded. “I want to do your makeup, I want to see if you like a bad bish.”

“Baby, I already look like a bad bitch.” Chuck teased, you rolled your eyes at him and he laughed. “But why would you want to do my makeup?”

You just stare at him and then smiled. “Well, mainly because I want to see if you’d look prettier than me, also because I’m bored, and I want to see how amazing you’d look with glam makeup.”

Chuck smiled and shook his head. “Are you sure that’s the main thing? And not about your “secret” Instagram page, that I found.”

You let out a small gasp and looked at him eye wide. “You found that?” you asked.

“Well I didn’t, till I heard Cheryl, Toni and Betty talking about it. Did you know that Cheryl has a YouTube channel?”

You frowned. “She does?”

Chuck nodded and laughed. “Yeah, I heard her say so and I found it. It was the weirdest experience of my life honestly, like she sounds genuine and nice.”

You laughed. “Oh my god, she is nice, just that, she’s like an onion, she has many layers.”

“Can’t believe you made a Shrek reference.” He teased.

You giggled and smiled. “So, what do you say, would you allow me to do your make up, and maybe post it on my personal Instagram page.”

“Why don’t you just create a YouTube channel, like Cheryl did, I know you can do better videos that just making them for about short amount of time.”

“You really think that I have what it takes to be one of those Beauty Gurus on YouTube?” you asked him, sitting on his lap. Chuck smiled and wrapped his arm around your waist.

“Baby, I’ve seen all the makeup looks that you’ve done, and that also includes all those Halloween looks, I want you to be able to share that to the world.”

You giggled and leaned down to kiss him. “God, I love you so very much” you breathed out, pecking his lips. Chuck smiled and stood up throwing you over his shoulder.

“I love you too, but c’mon, we’re going out, we’re gonna make you famous.” He teased. You just giggled and slapped his butt.

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Y/N stared at themselves in the mirror and turned her head side to side to see if you had gotten your contour correctly, smiling, you just left if there and started to grab your eyeshadow palettes. Chuck came in through your door and did a small double take.

“Oh, now that’s talent.” He said, stepping closer to you know, and watched as your eyebrow were finally twinning. “Babe, you finally manage to get them as twins.”

You let out a small giggle and rolled your eyes. “I know, guess how long it took me to do it.” Chuck rubbed his chin and tilted his head a bit.

“Last time you took about two hours to even get them close to twin, so I’m guess about three hours max.”

You shook your head, smiling. “It actually took me about thirty minutes, this time.”

“Shut up, you’re lying.”

“I kid you not.”

“Shut up, that’s fake, seriously how long did it take you this time.” Chuck said, coming to stand right behind you. You just elbowed him, and he chuckled, he leaned down and kissed your hair, before moving away. “So where are you going?”

You looked at him through the mirror and shrugged. “Nowhere, I just felt the need to do my makeup, I’m thinking of what more I can improve or make a new look on.”

Chuck nodded and let out a small yawn. “You continue to do that, I’m gonna take a small nap on your bed.”

You stared at him as he made his way towards your bed and sent him a small glare. “Did you seriously come over just so you can sleep on my bed?”

Chuck smiled. “No, I came over so we can both sleep on your bed, but since your busy, I’m still gonna take that nap.”

You just giggled and shook your head. “You’re a literal piece of work, you know that?”

Chuck just sent a small wink and got comfortable on your bed, watching as you went back to doing your make up, debating on what type of look you want to do, after a few minutes of just watching you, he finally fell asleep.

About thirty minutes have gone by and you finally finished doing your makeup, looking at Chuck through your mirror, an idea popped in your head, grabbing the little small basket that Chuck had gotten you, you grabbed certain eyeshadow palettes, brushes, lipstick, and the correct tone of foundation and powder you had gotten specifically for him.

Letting out a small giggle you took your things and joined him on the bed, setting the basket on the stand besides your bed, you settled right besides him and grabbed the moisturizer, and began to start on his make, for once you thank the heavens above that he was a heavy sleeper, as you began to work on his eyebrows.

After an hour doing beating his face, and blending everything, you finished the look by painting his lips. Smiling you looked down at your masterpiece and took a picture, after the small mini shoot that you took, you stood up and started to put everything away and joined Chuck.

You sat besides him, playing with his hair, while on your phone as well. Chuck let out a small groan and he slowly started to wake up. Smiling you prepared you went on your snapchat, ready to film, as he fully woke up.

“Good morning sleeping beauty.” You cooed, filming him already.

Chuck just let out a small grunt stood up to stretch. “Damn right I’m a beauty.” He mumbled out. 

You stopped recording him, giggling and posted the story, you held your phone up again. Chuck smacked his lips and frowned. “Why does my lips feel a bit heavy?”

You giggled and shrugged. “Did you put on some Chapstick before you got here?”  Chuck shook his head and narrowed his eyes at you.

“You did not.”

You giggled even more and shook your head. “I don’t know what your talking about.”

Chuck turned to the mirror and you started to record him, Chuck began to walk towards the mirror and stared at himself, he let out a small gasp of shock and turned to you, by now you started to giggle even louder. “BABE!”

You posted it on your snapchat and shrugged. “Beauty is pain.”

Chuck just stared at you. “Oh my god, Y/N what have you done!"

"What? I was bored, and I already did my makeup and you were asleep, it was perfect." You replied, smiling at him.

Chuck looked at himself once more in the mirror, and you held up your phone once again, recording him. He finally turned back at you and smiled.

“I look good.”

You burst into loud giggles and posted the final video and stood up, making your way towards him. “You do look good, I told you that you’d look pretty.” You replied, wrapping your arms around his neck. Chuck smiled and wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer to him.

“That you did.” Chuck replied, leaning down to kiss you, but then stopped. “I’ll kiss you later, I actually don’t want to ruin my lipstick. You just laughed at him for the longest time.

Later, you posted a picture of the both of you, with the caption of being the most glam couple there is, it blew up, and it turned to be your most liked post. _________________________

Ya’ll its been a while since I’ve seen Riverdale, I’m kinda putting it off due to school and also cause Luke Perry (rip my mans), but I’ll get back to it soon. 

Masterlist. 

[wolviecore]

FP: He doesn't deserve you. If he doesn't treat you right by now, you're gone!

Jug, tearfully: I'm gone!

FP: *nods* NO GO CHOP HIS DICK OFF-

[bumblesimagines]

Lie

Request: Yes or No

I heard you told your friends that I'm just not your type

If that's how you really feel, then why'd you call last night?

You say all I ever do is just control your life

But how you gonna lie like that, how you gonna lie like that?

"Yeah, nah, man. (Y/N) is dope, but he's just not my type, ya know? I think I was just.. Experimenting with what I like." Chuck explained to his friends. (Y/N) played with his lighter, flickering it on and off as an amused smile tugged at his lips. He pretended not to listen, headphones in but music low.

"I hope we can stay friends cause he's the chillest guy I know." He finally brought the lighter up to his cigarette, lighting it and flicking it off.

"He was kind of.. Controlling in a way? Not possessive or toxic. You know how chicks get when they think you're cheating? Like that." (Y/N) almost snorted but held it back. He pulled the cigarette away from his lips and stood up from the bench, passing by the guys without a glance.

Yeah, I heard you said I ain't the type for you

I don't regret it though, I learned from it

They should have you locked up for all the time you stole from us (Woo)

Took you out when I had no money

Only person that you ever cared about was you, that's why it's so funny

(Y/N) didn't have much of reaction when news spread of his and Chuck's breakup. He found it a bit amusing. Chuck tried to make people feel bad for him but at the same time make (Y/N) look good as well. Maybe from guilt or to keep (Y/N) as a just in case. He knew there was good inside of Chuck but he didn't expect much from the relationship. He tried to make it work but you can only try so much before giving up. The only thing (Y/N) really regretted was the time wasted on an empty relationship.

You want somebody that'll keep you warm at night

Then, tell me, why you actin' cold to me?

You ain't the only one to blame, no, I'm the one that made you rich

When I bought every lie you sold to me

Yeah, heard you threw away the pictures

But you still got the memories of us

So I guess I don't really make a difference

After the playbook, nobody really wanted to be friends with Chuck. So, when (Y/N) showed slight interest, Chuck pounced at it. Though, it seemed to have been a waste of time since he deleted all their pictures off social media. (Y/N) knew there was a romance, a spark, between Josie and Chuck. But Chuck assured (Y/N) that they were just friends. (Y/N) tried to believe him but at the end, he knew it was a lie.

Flippin' through 'em in your head

Got you texting me all hours of the night

Yeah, you told me that you needed distance

What's the deal with you?

You say you want a man that keeps it real

Then why you mad when I get real with you?

You want someone to pay the bills for you

Went from feelin' you, now I feel for you, liar

(Y/N) had to put his phone on mute thanks to Chuck. If he didn't, he'd be up all night hearing the nofications from Chuck and his texts. Crazy how Chuck wanted distance yet he was the one trying to stay close. (Y/N) had started to like Chuck, mostly going out with him out of pity, but that changed a few months into the relationship. People had started warming up to him again and (Y/N) quickly realized that he was just a tool to get on everyone's good side again. It was annoying.

I heard you told your friends that I'm just not your type

If that's how you really feel, then why'd you call last night?

You say all I ever do is just control your life

But how you gonna lie like that, how you gonna lie like that?

"Hey, (N/N), how's everything going?" Betty asked, nimbling on her bottom lip as she watched him. He furrowed his brows.

"Good, why wouldn't it be?" He questioned.

"Because of the breakup?" It was Betty's turn to be confused. (Y/N) blinked and nodded.

"Oh, right, yeah." He nodded, giving a sheepish smile. "I've got a lot on my mind. I'm actually sketching out a new idea." Betty smiled.

"Really? That's good. At least you've got your mind off Chuck."

"I've been through breakups before, Elle Woods. Chuck is the last thing on my mind, but thanks for worrying. Honestly... He's not really my type."

Look, let me guess, you want to stay friends?

Tellin' people that's how we been?

Tellin' everybody, yeah, that we was barely speakin'

Ah, that's kinda funny, why'd you call me every day then?

It's immaturity, you goin' off the deep end

"I'm glad you and Chuck are still friends."

"Friends?" (Y/N) repeated Ginger's words. "We don't talk. At all." That was kind of a lie. Chuck called and texted everyday but (Y/N) barely replied. (Y/N) shook his head, sighing. He spotted the jock and sent him a text, straying away from his friends. Chuck jogged over, flashing his charming smile.

"What's up?"

"First of all, can you not blow up my phone? Second of all, quit lying. We don't talk and we aren't friends." Chuck frowned at his words.

"What are we?"

"Acquaintances? Exes? Strangers? Take your pick but this isn't friendship." (Y/N) rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.

You just want somebody you can chill and get some drinks with, cool

Then don't hit me on the weekend

Tellin' me you missed the way we talked and how I listen, yeah

Why you playin' with my mind, huh?

Why you playin' with my time, huh?

"Listen, (N/N), why don't we talk about this at Pop's? Like we used to. I wanna be friends with you again."

"No, Chuck. I'm tired of.. Of you." (Y/N) confessed. "You got brownie points from everyone, congrats, but can you leave me alone now? I know I sound like a dick but you're wasting my time. Either be my ex or be a stranger, I don't care which. Go find Josie or Moose to keep you company."

"No, baby-" (Y/N) rolled his eyes again at the pet name. "We aren't together anymore, you can stop pretending to like me, Chuck."

Told me, "We should let it go and put it all behind us"

That's what I did, now you askin' me what I done, I was

Waitin' for this day, I saw it comin'

I think you just like attention, tryna tell me all your problems

I got issues of my own, I ain't got time for all this drama

You told me that you don't really wanna talk—then why you callin', huh?

"Let's put the past behind us-"

"I did but it seems like you can't." (Y/N) took out his cigarette pack, glancing at a disapproving Chuck.

"I'm just trying to fit in again, (N/N). I haven't figured out what I want in school yet." Chuck watched as (Y/N) raised the rolled up blunt to his lips.

"You have problems, I have problems, we should just fix them on our own with different people, Chuck." (Y/N) said, glad school had been long over or else he would've definitely been caught and suspended.

"Fine, if you don't wanna talk, we won't talk."

"Good, don't call or text me about anything other than school, aight?" (Y/N) spun around on his heel and went back to Ginger and Tina.

I heard you told your friends that I'm just not your type

If that's how you really feel, then why'd you call last night?

You say all I ever do is just control your life

But how you gonna lie like that, how you gonna lie like that?

(Y/N) grinned, shaking the spray can as he stared up at his finished masterpiece. He was glad Keller let him do art around the town as long as it wasn't offensive. (Y/N) took out a cigarette and lighter, trying to light it but he had run out of fuel. He huffed and pouted until a muscular arm moved around him and lit the cigarette.

"Thanks." He mumbled, looking at the curly haired male.

"You did that?" He asked, taking a seat beside the older teen. (Y/N) nodded.

"It's dope, shit looks professional." (Y/N) chuckled, eyeing the man.

"Yeah, I got inspired by an 'ex', I guess." He looked back at the art on the wall.

"You go to that high school nearby, right?" The man questioned, motioning to the Riverdale sticker on his bag. (Y/N) nodded. The man hummed.

"I suppose that shithole has some talented kids, the rest are nosy fuckers."

"You've hit the nail on the head, my friend." (Y/N) grinned, tossing the spray can off to the side.

How you gonna lie, how you gonna lie like that?

Baby, how you gonna lie, how you gonna lie like that?

How you gonna lie, baby, how you gonna lie like that?

No, no, how you gonna lie like that?

"Back onto this 'ex' of yours, what's the story?"

"He got into a bit of trouble with the school, everyone hated him for a while so he got with me to earn brownie points and then broke up with me. He's an annoying little shit though." (Y/N) told him, shrugging lightly.

"Those types are the worst. Bring out the worst in you." The man said, leaning against the wall. (Y/N) looked at him, admiring his handsome features.

"You don't look like someone from the Northside. So, what brings you here?"

"Wanted to wreck havoc but got caught up with the artistic babe." He replied smoothly. (Y/N) smiled, shaking his head.

"You've got fuckboy written all over you." (Y/N) cooed, ignoring the buzzing of his phone. "Plus, I don't even know your name, sir."

I heard you told your friends that I'm just not your type

(Baby, how you gonna lie like that? No, no)

If that's how you really feel, then why'd you call last night?

(Tell me how you 'bout to lie like that)

You say all I ever do is just control your life

(No, no, no)

But how you gonna lie like that, how you gonna lie like that?

(Oh, yeah)

"Malachai, and yours?"

"(Y/N)." (Y/N) replied, taking out his phone and seeing the texts from chuck. He rolled his eyes, muting his contact before putting his phone away.

"Will I see you again, Malachai?" (Y/N) asked with a grin. Malachai nodded, eyes looking him over again.

"Definitely." He purred in return, sending him a wink before walking to his car.

Tell me how you 'bout to lie like that

Tell me how you 'bout to lie like—

Yeah, yeah, hey

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Disney Villains x Reader || Gifs

Topic: Kissing 💋 💋💋

Characters: Clayton (2), Commander Lyle Rourke (2), Gaston (2), Percival C McLeach (2) and Shan Yu (2)

Warnings: Steamy gifs, nsfw themes throughout, Clayton's talks about choking and dirty talk (Degradation/Praise), and Gaston's 2nd one can be triggering (The man in it grabs the woman by the neck and yanks her to kiss him).

Clayton:

Slow & Sweet: He likes to think of himself as a gentleman, so many of his kisses reflect that.

So when he brings his lips to yours its to remind you how wondeful you are, how much he appreciates you. He'll compliment you, call you darling, and press a warm kiss on your lips.

Choking: On the other hand he's also a dick and loves knowing he has you fully under his control just from his 'kissing prowess' and having your pulse point under his strong thumb ahile you let him is one of his favourite ways to get that good feeling. He'll usually pair it with some degrading praise like 'Good girl' in that pompous patronising tone or 'Listen to me now, darling, what did I say about talking when I'm speaking?'.

Commander Lyle Rourke:

You do a Lot of the Work: Boy, Rourke's a jerk. And he just loves having a hot little thing (You, obviously) paying attention to him. So yeah he'll just be sitting there giving back about 60 percent less then he's receiving. He's just just sitting there enjoying the feel of your mouth on him instead.

You're his Doll: While he is a jerk, he also has a soft spot for you (You're his!!) so yes he is pretty affectionate with you as well (He likes to give you special treatment and see others feel extra bad cuz he treats them like they don't matter).

So yes, he calls you pet names, always has you in his car with him, saves you some of the best rations, etc- all with a kiss, or an affection butt smack.

Gaston:

Rough & Horny: Gaston is lusty!!! And proud he has a large penis!! So obviously he needs to prove it? Most of his kisses will lead to that (Or at least he'll want them to. Up to you though of course).

Also very dominant, he will always be on top, devouring your mouth with his. No one TOPS like GASTON-

Rougher: And it gets worse, yeah. When he's upset that translates to anger every time and he fumes and if you're willing- he'll take that out on you. Kisses will legit bruise your mouth and your teeth will ache. His tongue scrapes against yours and he sucks hard. If you're into hate sex, right on!

Percival C McLeach:

Kisses Deep: He's inexperienced but he gets the hang of it quickly because he loves it, the feel of your mouth on his own, and ends up doing it a lot.

And he wants to take as much as he can from you, so its almost always open mouthed and passionate.

Loves the feel of your tongue!! Loves rubbing his against yours, and loves the taste.

Unsure: McLeach has lived with only the company of a mean monitor lizard for who knows how long, so any human interaction is like chucking him directly into the deep end- especially if its the positive kind. So for a long time you'll be the one initiating affection of any kind.

He happily accepts it - kisses, hugs, more than that, - because he really likes you, he just doesn't like the idea of revealing his true feelings yet. So go ahead, hang your arms around his neck, nuzzle his nose with your own, bury your head in his neck- just be sure to give him a little, reassuring smile first.

Shan Yu:

The Taste of You: Shan Yu is very passionate and loves everything about you, deeply, including the taste of your. Of your mouth, and of your skin- no he does not care if you're sweaty, are travelling constantly becaise you're invading China, and he's not about to hold that against you.

He'll leave open mouthed kisses on any skin he can get to but his favourite is your neck- most of your scent is there and he loves that. It's so you.

Forehead Kisses: He's constantly giving your forehead kisses, because you're almost always around the other men of his army but he still wants to show you he cares about you and wants to be close.

[creativeashproductions]

The Break // Jughead Jones

Summary: After your mother, Mary, is dragged into the rift with Lucifer you take off for a break from hunting. Coming to a small town called Riverdale you adapt to normal life and get some friends and a boyfriend. They have no idea of your real life until trouble comes.

Characters: Jughead Jones x Winchester!Reader, Betty Cooper, Archie Andrews, Veronica Lodge, Lacey (OFC), Chuck Clayton, Sam Winchester (mentioned) and Dean Winchester (mentioned).

Words: 2512

Disclaimer: I do not own Riverdale or Supernatural in any way, shape or form. I do not own any gifs or images in there either. All I own is Lacey and the reader too.

Warnings: Swearing, angst, blood, monsters, and fluff

Author: Caitsy

A/N: Lots of requests to do that I’m excited about! This was shit at the end though.

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You were staring up at the building with interest given you only had a few weeks in each school you arrived at. This was the first one you could be staying at for an indefinite time and you weren’t sure how you would survive.

“Who is that?” Your keen hearing picked up from a short distance from you.

You shoved the book bag filled with supplies that Sam had helped you pick out with a tense silence between you too. As your older brother he wasn’t excited to not have you close by. The thing was that after your mother was dragged into the rift by Lucifer. Sixteen years ago, revealed to your siblings and you by Chuck, Mary was brought to life in order to make another full Winchester child. You were sure it had to do with the Nephilim that Chuck knew would happen.

“I have no clue Kev.”

“She’s so badass.” Kevin mumbled as you stomped your way into the school in your beat up black converse. You wore a dark jean jacket that Dean had gotten you for your sixteenth birthday to replace the genuine leather jacket a fucking vampire ripped.

“Damn girl.” You sighed hearing a cocky tone of voice, “Where’ve you been all my life?”

“None of your business.” You grumbled carrying on before you felt a hand on your upper back.

Twisting away you grabbed his arm to twist behind his back, you tripped him onto the ground to get in the proper place to snap his arm. His crying was the one thing you relished in.

“Ow! You bitch!” The boy cried trying to get you off, “You will pay!”

“Not as expensive as your hospital bill.” You spat dislocating his shoulder, “Don’t touch me you fucking pig.”

You scooped your bag into your hand taking off towards the office leaving the boy on the ground in pain in a circle of students. You felt happy knowing that it would keep people away for a while. Besides you would be kept in shape so you keep your stamina you signed up for the cross country running team.

After a tour by Principal Weatherbee you collapsed onto a group in the student lounge during your spare. Living in the bunker you had corresponded with a school enough that with Sam’s help you had credits for classes you needed here.


“You dislocated Chuck Clayton’s arm and I’m living for it.” A sophisticated voice said as she sat down in the chair near you. One leg over the over with a smirk in place, “Veronica Lodge.”


“He touched me.” You grumbled leaning back into the couch, “Y/N Campbell.”

“Where are you from?” Veronica questioned. You tensed up a little before mumbling a small town in Kansas. She hummed as more student filed into the room including a football player you saw help Chuck up.

“Hey Ronnie.” A blonde girl said bouncing into the room with a large smile.

There was a redhead wearing a varsity jacket with gold and blue on it with a large R on the left side of it. Beside him was a boy that made the red head look like stark opposites. This boy wore a black jacket over a burgundy sweater and grey shirt. The crown beanie stood out the most on his head covering the dark hair.

“Who is this?” The redhead asked.


“This is my new friend Y/N Campbell. Y/N this is Betty, Jughead and Archie.” Veronica said introducing you to everyone. You saw that Jughead opened his mouth before your burner phone in your bag.

“Did you get settled in?” Sam asked when you picked up the phone. He was more of a father figure than a brother like Dean had been to him.

“Hey. Yeah I’m settled in, how’s our stupid brother?” You knew that Dean would be the most cut up over your mother being taken away again and Cas being presumed dead.

“Dean is…well he’s in denial.”

“Hm. I’ll call later. Keep safe.” You mumbled quickly hanging up before fleeing the room to your first class of the day.

What you didn’t know was Jughead caught a glimpse of the multiple burner phones in your bag and the knife. That was enough to send Jughead into bloodhound mode. He issued an excuse to his friends before following you.

“Strange.” Jughead hummed as you disappeared into a classroom that was a senior class. He knew you were in sophomore year like he was. You didn’t seem like the academic type to be ahead of other sixteen year olds.

You however followed the English teacher’s to introduce yourself before reading the chapter for the class and writing a reflection. The teacher seemed easy going than what you were warned of from Sam but with Sam you were ahead of the game.

“You’re new.” A girl said with her head tilted to the side. You met eyes with brownish gold eyes with a wicked smile, “Lacey.”

“It’s obvious given I was introduced at the new student.” You returned picking up where you had been reading. It seemed the girl refused to let you ignore her.

“I heard you joined the cross country team.” Lacey said, “Don’t wear really short shorts. Chuck with eyeball you.”

“I took care of him.” You sighed, “Can you leave me alone?”

“Nah. You seem cool and I like cool people. Not many like being friends with the captain of the wrestling team.”

You froze turning to look her in the eye and it was then you noticed the blue and gold varsity jacket hanging on the back of her chair. It had a large R like Archie’s and the number 19 on the arm with Lacey delicately sewn in the arm.

“You’re the captain of a wrestling team?”



“Well I wasn’t allowed to be on the football team. Jason and Chuck made sure I didn’t get on so I dominated the wrestling team. Literally the reason we won last year’s championship and then I was made captain.”

“Congrats I guess.” You sighed before the bell rang.

“You should eat with me.”

“No thanks.” You returned heading towards the cafeteria not wanting anything to do people at this school. You wanted to get through the year before heading back to your hell of a life.

“I don’t give up.” Lacey called as you headed into the doors. The food looked better than some of the diner food you’ve eaten over the years.

You had nicely sat down at a table outside when the clang of a tray sounded and Veronica sank into the seat. The others trickled in within a few minutes not caring if you wanted to alone or not. You resigned yourself to knowing that Veronica wouldn’t give a shit.

“How’s your day so far?”



“It was better when I was eating alone.”

“Leave the angst to me.” Jughead informed eating one of the fries off his tray with a sarcastic smile in your direction.

“No offences but I don’t want friends.” You firmly stated going to get up before Betty rested a hand on your forearm.

“Please.”

There was something about the innocence she exuded that slowly made you accept that having some friends wouldn’t be so bad. It just meant you would have to hide the weapons in your house that you were staying in with a retired female hunter. You would have to carefully construct a backstory and carefully choose how to talk about your life.

“Fine.”

“How old are you?” Archie asked taking a bite out of his sandwich.

“Sixteen.”

“I am too.” Jughead inserted with a firm distrustful expression on his face.

The others announced their ages just as another redhead came up to your table with a cold and calculated smile. Obviously came from wealth and ruled the school. Probably a cheerleader by how she held herself and her body shape.

“Cheryl Blossom.” The manicured hand grabbed your hand to shake before she wiped her hand on her skirt. You obviously disgusted her.

“What can I help you with.” You questioned slumping down in your seat.

“You should try out for the cheerleading team. You have the perfect body and you have a potentially pretty face.”

“No thanks.” You said picking up your food on your plate, “I have no interest wearing a short skirt and worrying about my hair.”



“You could be someone if you joined.”



“Nah. I’m comfortable being a nobody. Besides I have these people to annoy me. I don’t need a spoilt rich brat to make me want to stab my face out.”



“Wow. Your psycho even more than Betty Cooper and her sister is a tragic story of teen pregnancy.”

“Oh fuck off.” You spat, “All you are is a basket face from a family that cares more for money and reputation than you. Bet mommy’s hit you huh?”

Cheryl stomped off with a huff and a threat to take you down and you didn’t even give a shit.

Three months went by with you hanging out with your friends you had slowly warmed up to, you didn’t even think of hunting anymore. You were hesitantly dating Jughead and keeping it quiet so only your friends knew about the relationship. You hadn’t heard of a hunt outside of the mysterious death of Jason Blossom that was completely human. Well until Greendale had a few murders that had no motive human wise.

That’s why when you were walking to Archie’s house after watching Lacey’s wrestling match you knew something was off in the look of a man staring at you. His eyes flashed back before you knew that shit was hitting the fan. You groaned before dodging the punch of the demon wearing a middle aged meat suit. You caused blood to drip down the demon’s face.


“When I heard of the Winchester girl not being protected by her big brothers I knew I could make my move.” The demon smirked easily dodging your hits and kicks before the man grabbed the angel blade in your hand and stabbed you in your stomach.

You stared down at the blade in shock looking up as he sliced into your skin shallowly before laughing manically.

“Ooh I think we should go into that house and kill your friends as you watch unable to help.” The demon snickered doing as he said by storming into the house.

The group seeing you bleeding held by the unknown man jumped up in absolute horror when he stabbed you in the shoulder this time. He pushed you aside and stumbled when you kicked him in the knee causing him to drop the angel blade.

“Let us have some fun.” The demon clapped his hands with a near giddy expression, “Do they know about you?”



“No you bitch.” You spat painfully getting your feet, “Leave them out of this.”


“Look baby Winchester. Your family has been causing too much trouble and if I can’t kill your brothers I’ll do the next best thing.”

“Winchester?” Jughead asked confused, “Your last name is Campbell.”


The demon started laughing as he looked at you almost disappointed.

“Not even a good alias. You’re a knockoff Winchester.”

“Oh hell no.” You spat rushing him with kick in the stomach. You were thankful the adrenaline was helping you even with the blood loss.

“Little girl you can’t fight shit.” He spat with a glare. He grabbed your arm throwing you onto the ground, “I think I’ll kill you first then your little friends.”

“Over my dead body.” You hissed shoving your elbow into his face before another kick into his midsection. He stumbled with a right hook across his face and roundhouse kick onto the floor.

“That can be arranged.” He said spitting blood on the ground. He tried stepping out before he was stopped, “Devil’s trap.”

You flipped the rug up to reveal a red large devils trap on the hardwood floor. You chuckled tilting your head to the side as your wobbled on your feet.

“Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas omnis incursio infernalis adversarii. Omnis legio! Omnis con…potestas-“

“Stop it!” He screamed as you began to exorcism, “You won’t kill me! You can’t kill me because you are useless human.”

“Your demon. Couldn’t even snag an attractive meat suit.”


“What the hell is going on?” Veronica demanded as the scene unfolded.

“Your human friend is dying. That’s what up.” The demon wickedly smiled.

“I can’t.” You winced as the blood loss became evident. You weakly grabbed the angel blade on the ground before stepping near the demon and shoving the blade into his heart. The orange light lit up under the demon’s skin before the vessel collapsed dead on the spot and you fell down struggling to breathe.

“What the hell?!” Archie exclaimed falling down to pressed his hands on your stab wound on your stomach, “You murdered someone in my house and he lit up!”

“He’s a demon.”

“Bullshit.” Jughead monotonously said.

“Explain to me why he lit up then?” You gasped as they came to terms with the news, “Call my brothers on my phone.”


“You kill demons.”

“The monsters under your beds and in stories.” You mumbled seeing black dots in your vision. You weakly coughed up blood onto your chin with a wince, “Cas. Help me! Cas!”

“Who’s Cas?”



“Castiel please!” You sobbed as you felt yourself falling into the pit of death.

“I am Castiel. An angel of the lord.” the gritty voice of your angel friend said as he knelt beside you, “Demon stabbed you?”


“I don’t want to die Cas.” You whimpered.

“Y/N you cannot tell your brothers I’m alive.” Cas warned you with a stern expression before he pressed two fingers on your forehead, “Y/N I can’t fully heal you. I slowed it down but I can’t heal you.”

“I want my brothers.” You sobbed accepting your fate just before another light blasted into the room. Standing in all his glory was Chuck with a concerned expression and two men behind him, “Chuck?”

“I need you to be alive.” Chuck sighed before healing you completely while Sam and Dean lunged for you.

“What the hell.” Veronica stated as she was able to see again.

“This is my brothers Sam and Dean Winchester. This is Chuck…he’s-“

“An angel.” Betty quipped.


“Not exactly.” Sam inserted slowly before stepping forward.

“Chuck is god.”

“I’m in shock.” Jughead mumbled as Castiel flashed away with the body and the floor was cleaned up, “My girlfriend hunts demons and monsters. My girlfriend is a badass. I just met God.”

“Can you tell us how you got into this?” Betty softly asked as Jughead held your hand.

And you did. From when your mother first died until Jack being born your age and everything in between even when your brother interrupted to add their own bits to the story. They didn’t fully understand but they didn’t see you any different and having Jughead love you more was worth them knowing your past.

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[zaceouiswriting]

The crush of three

Characters: (Top/sup) Reggie Mantle/Chuck Clayton/Archie Andrews x (Bottom/dom) male reader

Universe: Riverdale

Warnings: Filthy smut. Kinks: Degrading, name-calling, (Master/Slave), Obsessive behavior in a cute not a scary way

Author note: Okay that will be a long one. That is a request by @innerpiratefun a long story, mostly focused on the sexual escapades of these three friends, with their long-time obsessive crush. But I will not take too much away and rather let you read that one. It will most likely be one of the few ones, with an actual word count. Because, yes it is that long.

Words: 9464

For hours, the burning evening sun was shining on me, sweat was falling down my face and arms and it even soaked my training jersey and tight runner pants. All eight of us guys wore them, while the girls had their normal short skirts. 

We had trained for hours at that point, even longer than the football team, who had the same training start as us. But different from them, we are the reigning national cheerleading champions. While the football team hadn’t won a competition in good ten years. It was humiliating for the guys, because of their still enormous egos. Still, even though, the team had finished up about an hour earlier than us, they watched our performance. Some of them haven’t closed their mouths in some time. Especially, after Cheryl and I took the shine away from everyone else. Even the girls were trained to hold the guys upwards for some of our tricks.

As we came to our signifier trick, three guys at the bottom, two girls on their knees, ducking down and me standing on their shoulders. Just for two other guys, help the girls up, still with me on their shoulders, to get them on the guy's shoulders and later on their hands. 

Just after I did the same with the girls. Me standing on top of the small pyramid. While two other guys are on the sides, holding a girl up on their own, and Cheryl standing on the hands of the last two guys. While all around this small assembly the rest of the girls did their own tricks. Cheryl was the first, getting catapulted into the air and saved by the two guys that had held her. A moment later, the same with the two girls at the side.

Just for all four guys getting in front of the taller pyramid. First, the base guys got ready and as I felt the girls under me getting ready as well, I prepared myself, for flying.

The more often we do this practice, the longer the airtime goes. The last one was five seconds, but we had to get at least eight to get the championship title again.

As they got me into the air, I could hear a collective gasp from the bleachers, where the football guys were looking at us. Just out of the corner of my eyes, I could see Archie, Reggie, and Chuck, sitting together, as always their eyes only laid on me. As if we were in some cheesy romantic movie.

After an elegant triple twist and somersault, I landed safely in the arms of the four guys waiting on me. Just to get out of their arms and do another somersault out of stand at the same time, as the other two girls, jumped into the arms of the four guys, that just had caught me.

A loud standing ovation paired with whistles could be heard by any of us, as we finally finished up our training. Even though we do this nearly every day, I still felt all of my muscles crying out for me.

Not long after I got finally to my things, waiting for me in front of the bleachers, and got my well-deserved water out of it. Chugging the entire thing, could not satisfy my thirst at that moment. But I did not have to wait long before another bottle was held out to me. 

Shyly Archie hold it out to me before I even could ask someone for more. As I took it from him, my hand lingering on his for a moment too long, and a wink in his direction, he almost fainted right in front of me.

Just to make a show out of it, I again chugged the second bottle, but this time, most of it, rolled down my face and body. Soaking my clothes even further.

With a wet face from sweat and now water, I looked back at Archie again. „You know, if you could speak to me, without blushing and stuttering all the time, I think I would’ve gone into your pants long ago,“ I whispered seductively into his ear, which intensified his red blush, even more, letting his freckles come out better than ever before.

It was cute how bad he wanted to talk to me and to be near me but could never really open his mouth, the moment I was near to him.

His two friends were the total opposite. „Hey, how about, you rather get into my pants?“, Reggie suggested to you with a wink on his own. 

A slight chuckle came over your lips, checking him out from head to toe, „Oh yeah Reggie? Just for you to run around and tell everyone about it? That finally someone had enough pity to take your virginity for real?“

The poor boy was so much taken aback, that I could see his ego crumble right in front of my eyes. It turned me on to no end, how bad it got to him.

„Maybe you should take a ride on the Chuck train then.“ The last one of the group tried it too. Of course, he did. Like it was with every walking being. He is just like, his two friends are obsessed with me now for a while. I had nothing against it, quite the opposite actually.

Shaking my head, I walked directly in front of Chuck. My right hand was on his shoulder. „Poor Chuck, jerking off every evening, is not losing your virginity. It is sad because apparently nobody wants you. But if you get your two friends to agree, I will take this burden off all of you. Sadly, I know you guys, so I am aware, that this will never happen. Too bad.“

A smug smile formed itself on my face, after seeing him too crumble at my words. After every practice, when the guys were there waiting on me, we have similar conversations. Sometimes teasing, other times more personal like this one. And it seemed especially the more personal ones, get them to come back again. Even though, I am dressing them down with my words every time. But this was how their little obsession began to grow, at least I assumed it was that.

One time I even rubbed my behind against them, dancing slowly on their laps, as they sat on the bleachers.

But nothing I tried to get them to actually follow through with any of my offerings. I suggested to all of them privately to meet me in the locker room after training to get dirty. And a couple of times even as a group. They never showed up. Of course, I never harbored bad feelings about it. Still was rather annoying to have them teasing me, me teasing them and for none of them to do anything. 

Which was why, I left them with the offering lingering in the air, instead of letting them talk to me any further. Snatching my things and throwing Archie the bottle back, he had given me. The rest of my own team, at this point, was already out of the showers and said their goodbyes as I came in.

Getting in the locker room itself, I pulled my jersey over my head and just threw it on one of the benches. Shortly followed by my shoes and socks. Just to peel me out of the skin-tight pants, that even with just one glance in one of the mirrors, showed me how good my ass looked in them.

It took me a moment too long, to finally free myself from my own glorious looks in the mirror. But as soon as I realized and I felt a bit too self-centered and quickly looked away. „I cannot become a male Cheryl,“ I remembered myself loudly.

Grabbing the multiple shower items I would need, I just walked into the place which was still slightly warm from my team members that just had left.

I took an extra long shower just because I could, but I also deserved it after we made out of five seconds in the air proud seven seconds. Just a little more training and we are ready for the next championships in three months. Not that far anymore, but I had a good feeling, that everything would be great. I was in desperate need to stretch after the shower before any risk of injury could build up.

It was a dangerous game, but I just wanted to enjoy the shower. Not thinking about training or anything else, even though stretching too long after sport, is mostly useless.

A warm, cloud of water steam followed me as I left the showers, half an hour later. To my utter surprise, I wasn’t alone anymore, in the locker room. Not far away from my things, were three guys seated. All of them were nervous, with almost childlike excitement in their shining eyes.

Other than they might have thought, I ignored them fully. Walking bare naked past all three of them, the only towel near me, over my arm, completely soaked already. I fished another one out of my back, just to finally dry myself off completely. Only for me to get away from them a bit, still naked to stretch myself. Bending forwards, and backward, stood straight and laid down until my entire body felt more relaxed than before.

The entire time, as close as possible to the three guys could see all of my goods to look at. Not one of them had dared to come even closer to me. I wasn’t sure if it was out of respect or fear. But I liked how their lustful glances covered me in praise.

Walking over to my backpack, I put everything away, turning around to my locker, I searched for something for a second, not showing them anything in their close vicinity, so the boys wouldn’t come to any strange conclusion. Until I had it in my hands. A wide victorious smirk crossed my lips. Knowing that they would not be able to refuse this offer finally.

The second you had turned around for the last time, a bottle was located in your hand, an amber-colored thick fluid inside of it. „Do you guys want to stare or does one of you want to cover me in massage oil?“

You could see all three guys, once strong stallions in their own rights, quivering at your proposal. Their own self worth low in their eyes, after all that happened to them, they knew one wrong move and all of their lives could be over.

Seeing them struggle, let you feel so much lust that you almost moaned. Just in time, were you able to hold it back, saving it for later use.

Before that moment, you would've never thought, that a dream like this would come true. There was a reason, why you never had a boyfriend before, but only simple hook-ups.

Taking the initiative, you directly walked over to Archie, swaying your hips as much as you could. A finger on his lips, signalizing him that he was not allowed to say a single word. „Stand up,“ you ordered him. Without any hesitation, whatsoever he jumped up, eagerly looking into your eyes, before averting them as your glance became angrier.

Letting your hands wander his muscular toned body, up and down, dipping your fingers under his shirt. You stopped before it could get too far. Just to quickly grab his shoulders and let your hands slide down his arms, to remove the insulting jacket, which has committed the most hideous crime of all - Hiding his beautiful body.

Just as his jacket finally was thrown into the room, with his hands in yours, together you also removed his white shirt. Which left your nose close to his. „What a handsome devil you are Archibald.“

You could see the wish for a kiss in his begging eyes. Under other circumstances, you would’ve granted this most enticing wish, but you had other plans with him. Nevertheless, you slowly moved into him, until he had closed his eyes. Instead of a kiss, you fell to your knees. It took Archie a moment to realize that your face was gone. But as he looked for you and he felt hands on his fly, he almost got a heart attack to see you looking up from kneeling in front of him, watching him carefully with big, innocent eyes. Even though your eyes told him this one innocent tale, your hands and body told him otherwise. He did not dare touch you, fearing it all was just a dream, but also because you had something on you, he did not.

All the while, your own hands, wandered up and down his legs after they had opened the gate to lustful adventures. The smell of his manly, still bit sweaty musk whiffed right into your nose. You could only burry your face into his groin, smelling, and slightly nibbling on his already hard and impressive member. But more than that did not happen.

On the side, you already worked on getting his shoes and socks off and later on finally letting his pants fall down. Revealing his slightly hairy legs. The smooth skin and the small hairs felt good going over them. The best thing was his reaction to it, he shuddered under every single one of your touches.

Just before you left him, you kissed his muscular chest, carefully bit into his nipples, and kissed down his abs, to finally one last time bath in the smell of his groin.

With Archie, fully aroused at that moment, you put your hands on his knees and slowly wandered his body up again until your faces again were directly in front of each other. Knowing the game already, he knew, that you wouldn’t kiss him, and he was right, but he still did not expect to shove him back onto the bench. As he realized that, your back was already turned to him, looking at the next guy, Reggie already standing there, in front of the lockers, from where he most certainly had watched your juicy ass, undress the smallest of the group.

The nervousness was gone, switched out with anticipation, for his turn. Which came quicker than he thought. Pushing him against the cold, harsh metal, your head against his chest, hearing his fast beating heart, made you smile uncontrollably. To finally realize how much these guys want you, got you even more turned on.

A similar play was done with him, which you had previously done to the red-haired handsome devil, only that he had tried to touch you once. What Archie did not dare at all. You were just about to get onto your knees, to give his groin and legs, the same treatment as Archies, as he pushed you quicker down with his hand on your head.

At first, you did nothing, just let him guide you. But as you were touching the floor with your knees, you grabbed his hand, and took it off of your head, slapping it away. Only to raise up faster than he could react himself, one of your hands grabbing his throat, while your other was holding his groin, in a hard uncomfortable way.

„What did you think you were doing there, hmm? Believing you were in charge? Pathetic, as if a useless tool like you, a sad excuse of a boy, soon to be man, could be in charge of anyone,“ you spat in his face, disgusted with his try of dominance.

Even though you were a good bit shorter than him, close to Archie, if not even a bit taller than him, but still smaller than Chuck, he quivered not only under your stare but also under the brutality, in which you took his pathetic try of reversing the roles.

„If you dare to touch me again, without my explicit permission, I will punish you, do you understand that? You are nothing else but a toy, you just as the other two are not worth anything more, understood?“

He nodded his head, hurt, aroused, regretful, but most prominent fearful of you. Your hands around his throat actually left a visible mark. But you had slammed his head into the metal as well, one of the handles, drilled itself into his skin and caused him much pain. The indifference of the pain he was showing you, was enough for him to know, that you would do what you had threatened him with and as it looked, it wouldn’t be some soft caressing him or only harsh words.

Because of his oblivious disobedience of your silent agreement, you told him to strip the rest of himself, except his underwear, just like Archie.

And he did it, under your observant eyes. He wanted to do it sensual, to maybe appease you, but the only thing that his slow movements seemed to make you, was even angrier.

Finally, after he was finished getting his clothes off, you showed him a finger and made a circle with it, to show him, that he should do the same, as your finger does. Without questions, he did it and showed off his immaculate body. Carefully build, with only the finest cuisines and training money could buy. Muscles were so defined that every single one of them seemed to be able to cut stones.

Your face previously knitted in anger, was more relaxed again, eyes wandering up the perfect body in front of you. But instead of touching him, where he wanted to be touched, you mildly caressed his right cheek, finger just under his eye, and slapped him a couple of times, softly. „I see we finally understand each other. Good.“ He wanted more of your attention, he starved for it and waited so long, that he was addicted after just this tiny amount. The urge to just grab you and do with you, whatever he wanted was strong, but he actually was not sure, if he would win a fight with you.

He a football player, a star in his field and age, and you ‘just’ a male cheerleader, but you looked so strong and how you carried yourself, he feared you deep down. Not just because he did not know, what you could do, but more what it would make out of him. He was already lost to you, what else could he lose?

All the while Reggie was battling with himself, you got your eyes already on the last of the three guys. The coziest of them. With a bright smirk, showing off his perfectly white teeth, Chuck, standing against a pillar, his right hand already massaging his ginormous package through his pants.

Even though it looked impressive, you let that not get to you. He was the cockiest, everybody knew this, especially with the fiasco with his dumb book.

As you strived over, he put his legs a bit further out, so you would have easy access to his body and could already see his big bulge. But you just stood between his legs, coldly staring him right into his eyes. He could feel your warmth, your wish to be with him, but you did not act on it. For the first time since you knew him, his cocky smirk vanished.

Only this small glimmer of confusion mixed, with questions about his own self-worth, that he thought was priceless.

„You are incredibly handsome, with an obvious big package,“ you told him, directly into his face. Which brought his smug attitude back, as you renewed his self-confidence. „But you aren’t more than that. Yes, I will let you fuck me, but you are not worth anything more. After me there will be hundreds of others, using your body for their gain. But nobody will ever want anything more to do with you. The earlier you learn that the easier your life will get.“

Seeing him break under your harsh words, was the most arousing thing you had done till that point. „Now go to the others, if you are a good boy, I think about getting you into the action too.“

Without even touching him, giving him any reassurance, you turned around, leaving him there utterly defeated, hungry for anything you would give him, like a starving feral dog.

„Archie, stand up again.“ Like the well-behaved boy he was, he did what you had told him instantly, nervously playing with his underwear, while waiting for the next command. „Pick up the bottle.“ You pointed to the bottle, you had taken out of your locker and let it fall down, as you undressed him.

With the bottle in his hands, you opened it for him, just to feel up his strong fingers. „Back or front?“, you asked him with a soft smile.

Immediately you could see that he was uncomfortable with deciding. Already getting the hang of things. „You massage the oil into the front of my body. I don’t think, I could look at the other two useless tools.“

Another bright red blush showed off his cute freckles. With the oil in his hands and the bottle, secured on the bench, where he had sat not even a minute before, he put it onto your body, where it dripped down your toned, muscles.

His fingers got to work and massaged your sore chest muscles, followed by your abs and later on your arms.

„Chuck do my back.“ Only a moment later, you could hear the bottle cap opening and feel the oil running down your naked back, but also oiled up your front again. Making you even more slippery.

The two guys had some problems, getting into a real rhythm without you getting pushed all the time, to the other. But as they got there, you enjoyed it immensely. „Reggie, legs.“ 

This time, you did not hear anything. Thinking that he did not hear you, you told him again. But still, nothing happened, which finally let you open your eyes again, to look for him. He still leaned against the lockers. Refusing to do what you had told him.

„If you want any fun, Reggie, you will do, what I say, understand? Now get the oil, go on your fucking knees and rub my legs with it. Make me as slippery as possible!“ Still able to see his reluctance, you finally figured out why. „God Reggie, they are dicks. You are about to fuck a guy. Everything about this is gay, get over it.“ Rolling your eyes, you get back to the sensual feeling, the other two guys, gave you. Even letting out a moan once in a while.

Finally, at some point, Reggie did what you told him. Even if it was still reluctant. But as he realized, that ‘Legs‘ also included your ass, he became more willing. Even though he had to touch your dick, and even came into near vicinity with Chuck’s and Archie’s, he enjoyed getting his fingers in between your butt cheeks.

You had to remind Reggie multiple times, to not play too much with your ass and instead apply the oil onto your legs, that no patch of skin should be untouched by any of them.

To feel three pairs of muscular strong male hands on your body, was a dream, that you never thought you would archive one day. Now you wanted it to happen all the time. Already addicted to the feeling, to be the boss of these three hunks.

„Okay that is enough!“ You stopped the intimate moment out of a sudden. All three guys already pressed their bodies against yours. Chuck’s massive package still hidden behind his tight underwear pressed right between your cheeks, while Archies package rubbed against your balls, while your cock was sandwiched between your and his abs. The little devil that Archie was, he even rubbed it with them, which brought you close to shoot your load. Which finally brought you back out of the moment, stopping it.

You did not get far away from them, but instead gripped the bench and bend over it. Showing off your tight asshole. „Archie spread my cheeks.“ A second later, you could feel his slippery hands opening you up. A cold breeze hit your asshole.

„Fuck did you prep yourself?“, Reggie asked out of breath at the sight of the best ass he had ever seen.

„Of course, I hoped to finally get fucked by you three. Are you in or are you three keep standing there like idiots?“

„Are you clean?“ Even though Archie sounded as if he knew what he was asking he obviously did not. Maybe he was curious and watched some gay porn, but nothing could’ve prepared him for the real deal.

With a hearty chuckle, you looked back at him. „Of course I am, but if you want to make sure, in my backpack is my cleaner.“

As you could hear Archie rummage through your things. Hands already were on you, still putting more oil onto you, as if you weren’t slippery enough. But Chuck and Reggie both seemed content with worshipping. your perfect body.

Quietly in the background, you were able to hear water flowing and splashing into a container. But after a moment, nothing anymore. You fell to the hands that massaged your body, getting the oil nicely deep into your skin.

That was until you felt something hard at your back entrance. At first, you thought someone wanted to fuck you, without your permission. Ready, to rip that one a second asshole, you looked back. Just to see a frightened Archie, excitedly, holding your filled enema at your hold.

„You said it would be okay!“ He panicking tried to defend himself. But you already came down from your anger. „Of course, I just was disappointed as I thought someone wanted to do something they shouldn’t do.“ Your eyes wander from guy to guy. Glaring warningly at them, in hopes they finally understood what you meant on a fundamentally level.

Archie seemed to have shrunken under your glare even more than he had before. Making himself smaller and even getting the enema away from your hole. „No, Archie do it. I know how much you want it!“

Even with the encouragement did it take Chuck who spoke also encouraging things to Archie, as well as his own curiosity, until he again set it at your hole, and this time, pushed it slowly inside. Holding eye contact with you the entire way in. Until the thinner part was completely in. „And now slowly push the sphere together… Yes, exactly like that,“ you moaned the second part, as the water began to flow inside of you.

He carefully got it out again. Seeing a couple of droplets coming out, he slightly panicked. „Hold it in!“, he screamed frantically, already getting it back not the bucket he had gotten, full of water.

Filling the enema back up again. This time he slammed it into you, filling you up further. „Hold it in!“, he again told you, which you did not like at all.

„Archie?“ Your voice was angry, almost murderous at that point. As he heard it, he stopped dead in his tracks. Already knowing that he had fucked up, he filled the enema up again and pushed it inside of you a third time, again more gently.

As he pushed even more water into you, the glare he was receiving intensified. Wondering what was going on, he looked up with his stupid puppy dog eyes, which always looked as if he was on the verge of crying. „What?“, he finally asked as all three other guys, looked at him strangely.

„Did you just boss me around?“ Your question stunned Archie for a moment. He already was ready, to tell you that he would never do something like this. But he went through the interaction another time. As it dawned on him, his face changed to one full of terror. „I didn’t mean to! I swear! Please don’t punish me! I was just so excited to finally try something out!“ Actually panicking, his hands up in a defensive pose, the enema still in you.

Even though you had to punish him, you still wanted to know what got him so excited. „What did you want to do?“

A blush even worse than any other he had before, glowed all over his face. Embarrassed he went around Reggie, who stood on the edge of the bench, to get to your ear. As if he has already done something like this, he kneeled beside your head and whispered in your ear, „I wanted you to keep hit in, so you can push it out onto my face. I saw it once in a porno and wanted to do it since then with you, because… well because it was a gay porno and you-you are the only guy I want to do something like this.“

„Okay, sit down on the bench,“ I ordered him, while also getting Reggie’s and Chuck’s help to stand up, without slipping, because of all the water and oil on the floor. With Archie secure on the bench, they helped me curious to turn around.

Archie leaning against the wood, slightly slid down, to be on eye level with your asshole, awaited his wet dream, literally. With the okay from you, he slowly began to take the enema out, but stopped, before it could completely come out. „Why did you stop?“, you asked him impatiently.

„I don’t know if I really want this,“ he said quietly, embarrassed that he was about to chicken out.

„God, what are you? A pussy? At least not a man, so much I can tell you. Make up your goddamn mind. Or should I do it for you, like the useless piece of wasted air you are? Should I do everything for you, are you really that useless?“ Even though he should feel angry, or hurt, the only thing Archie could feel, was his painfully erect cock in his tight underwear. „Okay, enough I will decide for you, useless piece of trash,“ the last part mumbled by you. But still, you took the enema out yourself, throwing it to the side. Archie, who had anticipated it getting out immediately, had closed his eyes in anticipation. You still looked behind you, directly at him, and waited. 

It took a while, until he opened his eyes, wondering what was going on. In the same moment as that, you had let go of the water inside of you, spraying it out as it would out of a fountain, thanks to the pressure, you were able to build up.

Out of shock, his mouth hang open, but before even one droplet could coat his smooth white skin, his eyes were already closed again. Squinted shut, so nothing could get into them. But even though he had time to do that, all of the water, that sprayed directly onto his face, either flowed down the sides of his face or directly into his mouth. He spits it out, but your taste was still on his lips.

„Wow, the water is completely clean,“ Reggie commented impressed at your skills of cleaning yourself.

„If I wasn’t sure about that, I wouldn’t even think about this,“ you cheekily replied. Aware of your multiple times cleaning yourself, as to not ruin your toys.

All the while Archie took in all the water, wiping it away from his eyes, to get a good look, at his completely soaked body. His underwear was now nothing but see-through thanks to it. Skin glistening because of the mixture of oil, sweat, and your ass water.

His eyes quickly changed focus, as he saw your juicy ass, where still water dropped out of as if the massive amount it had sprayed on him wasn’t enough yet. Infatuated with the sight and the taste he still had on his tongue, he dove right into it. Piercing your muscle with his strong, long tongue, licking your insides clean, and further prepare you.

„God Archie, stop!“, you panted angrily. But h was too far in his lust. To be humiliated by you, turned him so on, that he couldn't think straight anymore.

Even though his tongue was doing a number on your own brain, you could rip yourself free from the muscular guys holding you upright. Straighten out your back and pushed Archie away from you.

Angered you turned around to face him directly again. Slapping him across his beautiful freckled face. Completely soaked in your ass water. „You really think, you have anything to say here, hmm? Believing you can do what you want?“ His face is in the hard grip of your right hand, holding him firm, forcing him to look into your eyes.

With his jaw firm in your hand, you raised him up, and with your other hand ripping at his underwear you wrestle him down easily. He was way too stunned to do anything.

Landing face first on the ground, you stood above him your legs on both sides of his body. Now gripping his arm, twisting him around, so he was laying on his back. „You are not doing anything if I don’t give you permission to do it! Apparently other than I thought, I need to give you a lesson in obedience pathetic excuse of a man, merely a boy, cowering under someone, you know is superior to you.“

You had no idea, what he had anticipated but surely not your next move. He looked like he already prepared himself for anything that could come to him. Except for you ripping his underwear into shreds, so hard that it still hanged onto him, but his dick was finally free.

Seating yourself right above it, pressing it between your cheeks and his abs.

„How does it feel? Does it feel good, knowing that you are a worthless little boy, only good to be a toy for others?“, you taunted Archie. Who even in this submissive state, seemed to still have some fight left in him.

His hands shot up from nowhere, trying to wrestle you from him. „I show you how good it feels, when I dick you down, putting you back in your place!“, he out of a sudden told you through gritted teeth.

With a smirk, that normally only should be worn by devils, you used your left hand, which was not still around his throat to slam his head onto the floor. With a deep groan, his arms went limp beside him. Not even enough strength to hold his hurt head.

„Do you have finally lost the fight in you?“, you tauntingly asked, as you moved your cheeks up and down his long cock, up until his head striped right against your open hole. Widened by the tongue of the guy under you.

As a moment of silence followed, you already feared that you had hurt him for real, instead of showing him with pain, where his real place was. That was until an almost inaudible sound came out of his slightly opened mouth.

Not able to hear, you spoke up, „What was that? I couldn't hear you!“, you told him.

With the jumping of his Adam's apple, you knew something would come out of his mouth. And you will never forget his spoken words. „Yes, master.“ This one word, filled you with so much warmth and accomplishment, that you almost wanted to kiss him. Just out of the moment. But he hadn’t deserved it yet.

„I like that, say it again.“

„Yes, master! Please do something!“, he begged as a bonus. Which let you feel even warmer than before. The heat became unbearable for you. A lustful heat, filling your insides with want. One of which you believe, Archie alone will never be able to satisfy.

„Beg harder and I consider, letting you slip… Into my wet tight whole.“ The second part was whispered in his ear. After you had taken his cock from under you, letting it slap against your ass, as you laid directly on him. Mixing your slippery oily body, with his, making it even worse for the both of you.

You teased him further, now with his cock standing up, feeling your entire ass, slipping between your cheeks. „Reggie put oil on Archies dick and massage it in.“

Strangely he did it without complaint, which you knew from the lewd moaning underneath you, right beside your ear. „Is he ready?“, you asked the tallest of the three.

„Yes, sir!“

„You learned too as I see, maybe you get a bit of my ass too if you keep up with it.“ Now teasing the next guy, knowing that if anything, he would be the last to get any action at all.

Carefully, you put your hand around Reggie’s at least as good as you were able to, considering his hand was massive. Looking into each other's eyes will slowly jerk off Archie’s big dick. It took the taller male a while, until he finally let go of the cock, so you could move it freely on your own.

As nothing was between your hand and Archie’s hot flesh anymore, his moans began to become even louder. Which you tried to muffle, by squeezing his throat, but it had only a worsening effect on his moaning. „God Archie, how responsive are you?“, you questioned the boy underneath you with a chuckle. An embarrassed red blush flashed over his face. 

But you never got an answer. His head became empty, as his cock head easily, slipped past your asshole muscle, holding it right there in the entrance of your lust canal. „Do you like that? Being in me, like that? Hmm, Archie cat got your tongue?“ The taunting had no effect on Archie. He did not even have enough brain cells left to know what was happening. Only, that he had never felt something good like this.

„Oh come on Archie, don’t be like this, talk to me. Tell me how good I’m feeling and that you would do anything to feel it over and over and over again.“ After every ‘Over‘ you came a bit closer to Archie’s face, just to let him squirm a bit more than before. Slowly getting his cock head out of my hole, just to get him further into me.

„Please!“, he began to beg again, finally. Just for your amusement and encouraging your position, what made you want to break Archie completely, letting him become your faithful toy.

„Beg louder!“, you ordered him, a moment later. „Please use me, master!“ That was enough for you, to slam yourself on his big cock, slamming its tip right against and past your prostate. Letting you fall onto his chest, moaning and groaning yourself from the hard way it happened.

But Archie on the other hand finally came back a bit again. Holding you on his chest, pulling his dick a bit out of you, just too gently push it back in. „I will make you feel so good, master. Making you cum so hard!“

It took you by surprise, but t was a pleasant one. To not be, the one fucking yourself on his dick, was a blessing in disguise. Because he was actually really good at that.

„It doesn’t matter how useless you are as- as a man- FUCK- at least you can fuck good!“ Archie became merciless as you spoke further down at him. But already knowing his place, he actually got even harder thanks to it. Already beginning to fuck you as you deserved to be fucked.

Good, hard, fast, and praising your very way. He praised your beautiful body, your strong will, and even your eyes, which were nothing he had seen before. All the while, trying to hold on, to not come too quickly. But the way you were choking him again, after getting embarrassed from all the nice things he was telling you, he came very close to it.

„I’m… I’m cumming!“, he panted broken, his voice hoarse from all the moaning. 

Just as you heard it, you know what you had to do. With all the strength you had left, you pushed yourself completely onto him, sitting him back flat on the floor. As he had opened his arms again in confusion, with a matching look on his face, you slapped him again. „Did I allow you to come? Would you just do it? I thought you finally got where you are standing! A lonely toy does not get the right to decide what to do with itself!“

That said, you stood up, without giving Archie a second glance. Angry and disappointed in him.

Just seconds later, pointing a finger directly at Chuck. His dick already lurking out of his tight white underwear. His cock head was already bigger than Archie’s and he wasn’t small either. He had leaned against the lockers, hands at his sides, even though they were critically close to his dick, he hasn’t touched it, maybe the tip, but you were too horny to care at that moment.

„Come over here,“ you ordered Chuck. His muscular chest rose and fell in anticipation, of getting a bit of your tight ass, he just as the other two guys had dreamed about for a while now. „Reggie lean against the lockers.“

The second guy was quick at doing what you had told him. He must’ve realized that if he is a good boy, you will treat him well, otherwise, he would be beaten just like Archie.

Leaning against the lockers, he could only dream about what you would do to him? Suck his cock, while Chuck would fuck you? Without a doubt, that was his favorite thought. Because he had never thought really about it, he came to realize, that guys’ bodies do things to him, that girls just couldn’t. Even though he would love to fuck you too, he was quite happy, to just watch.

With your hands beside his upper body, on the cold metal of the locker, you looked right up into his dark, clouded eyes. The lust apparent in them was stronger than you had ever seen in anyone, before. „Hold my shoulders.“

Strong hands, engulfed your own muscular shoulders, and build up through throwing people into the air, as well as holding them up. „Chuck, you can touch me now.“ And how he did it. A smack was loudly heard in the room, a painfully, but lustful moan escaped your mouth, too deep into it, to be embarrassed by it.

„Good to know that you like pain because I will destroy your hole. No guy will ever be enough for you after I completely demolished you,“ Chuck whispered into your ear. A smirk was palpable on your skin. You wanted so badly to tell him off, but his big cock head, teasing your already opened hole, by piercing in a millimeter just to get out again.

„Stick it already in you fucking assh- HOLE FUCKING SHIT!“, you screamed as he unceremoniously pushed into you completely, letting you fall limp. Reggie whom you had to hold your shoulders, was the only thing keeping you from falling onto the floor.

A single moan from the guy in front of you told you everything you had to know about Reggie. But being pushed against him, his stone-hard sixpack, you were able to see his cock spasm, shortly before he would come.

With all the energy you had left, you grabbed his balls, squeezing him. Hisses of pain, got him back, just before he could shoot his load in his underwear.

Even with this pain, did he not let go of you, even the opposite he even pulled you into him. Until your head was on his chest. Not even him pulling you to him could get Chuck completely out of you. How he was able to bury this monster in you in the first place, was a mystery you did not want to uncover, but it felt even better, as he slowly entered you again, coming closer to you and Reggie.

So close, that his lips touched your ear again. Almost close enough, so his nose could touch Reggie’s if he were a bit taller. With you in between, it was a sandwich, that only a god would have the right to call his own. 

Chuck’s thrusts were hard but slow. He seems to know how much you could handle and only give you exactly that much, Not wanting to hurt you for real. Only give a bit of pleasurable pain. As he now knew you liked it a lot.

„How about, we put you down and use your slippery body like a bottle to decide who can fuck you next, hmm? You want to be fucked thoroughly before we cum, in or on you, right? Getting all of us as your toys?“

Even though you felt strange as if he wanted to turn it around and make the three guys to your owner, you had to agree, it sounded pretty hot and there was a chance, that Reggie still wouldn’t get you.

„Okay,“ you whispered almost silently, not trusting your own vocal chords at this point. As Chuck, carefully got his massive dick out of you again, you could only moan and fall further into Reggie, for some stability. His strong arms, hold you up, against him. Even though you weren’t the nicest to him. Just showed you how much he wanted all of this.

But soon, he and Chuck, helped you lay on the floor, where they all had oiled you up. The floor was still slippery, just only a bit more than your body itself. Laying there on the floor, with these three hunks, standing above you, was a sight, you never wanted to unsee.

Two big dicks and one big package right above you, with only Chuck smirking down at you. While Archie looked almost fearful to you, Reggie on the other hand was curious about what would happen next. To his luck, his impatience hadn’t waited too long. „Let us get your legs in, hold them right against your chest.“ Chuck instructed you and even helped to get your legs in the right direction. The moment, you had to hold your legs on your own, he grabbed your knees and began to spin you. All three boys were needed to hold you into place. If not, you surely would've landed against a wall. But they kept you safe and sound inside of their little circle. They even smiled and chuckled a bit. Seeing their now big bad boss, who did not care to hurt them, to keep them in line, rolled into a ball, spun by them, must be the highlight of their lives.

Multiple times, did they have to give you some new momentum to not stop spinning, whenever you slowly began to come to a halt. That was, until Chuck and Archie, saw Reggie slowly getting angry. Biting his lips, hands rolled into fists, ready to pounce anyone, to finally get some pressure off of his dick.

Trying to get you finally to stop, was the most difficult thing for these three nob heads. They slipped and sliced over the floor, every time they wanted to hold you still. At some point, they started to laugh wholeheartedly, not comprehending, that they were just too incompetent for it. As they hold their bellies from all their stupid laughter. You sat there in the oily puddle that was under you, finally having much of the oil gone from your upper body. Mostly only on your back.

Unluckily for you, this stop you had taken by yourself as you realized, that these three guys can’t do anything except fucking you well, was right in front of Reggie.

It took all three of them a while to see it because they couldn't stop laughing. The picture of you unable to stop and them slipping at every step.

But as soon as Reggie was able to see you too, his dark eyes darkened even further. Lust was taken over. So that he was shortly after above you. His hot breath, tickled your face, his eyes so certain and yet so fearful. 

Like he was made for you, you molded almost into him, as he laid himself over you, dwarfing you completely under him. „Show me your dick,“ you weakly ordered him. Like a good soldier, he did what you had told him. He build himself up again, on his knees, between your legs, he pulled his underwear slightly down, finally revealing his tool.

Your eyes almost popped out of your head, at seeing this massive cock. Longer than Archie and more ticker than Chuck, which made him not only incredibly tall but hung as a horse.

„I-I could understand, if-if you don’t want to, you know you wouldn’t be the first,“ he admitted after shamefully stuttering his words.

But you on the other hand, only put a hand on his cheek, getting him to look you back into your bright eyes. „I don’t care if you completely wreck me Regge. But if you don’t fuck me soon, I will punish you. I will get over to Archie and Chuck and let them double team me, until they fill me with their loads, okay? I need that dick now!“

His eyes glimmered at your shameless confession. Chuck was the most handsome, Archie was the better fuck of the two and Reggie hopefully was the best of both of them, just like his magnificent cock.

As Reggie came back down to you, nose to nose, almost kissing you accidentally, his hands were exactly beside your hands, the oils spilling just getting to them. His cock already teasing your openly waiting hole.

„Push in, I’m ready Reggie.“ Slowly his massive tip pushed past your muscle. There wasn’t a problem Chuck’s dick already made all the work. But it got worse, as he slowly pushed deeper in. Face crunched together in pain. Agonizing at some moments, everything vanished as his tip scraped by your sweet spot. A scream of euphoria broke out of you.

Reggie stopped in his tracks as he heard that, fearing that he had hurt you. The moment you came down from your height, you slapped the guy, before grabbing his butt, slamming him completely into you.

„FUUUCK!“

Reggie only let out a loud groan, as he finally for the first time in his life, was balls deep in someone. His dick was already short to explode at that point.

„Please Regge, by everything holy, move!“

He only could get five thrusts, before he began to violently spasm, trying everything in his power to not come. „Okay, that’s okay, we train this Reggie, but get out, I want all three of you to come all over me!“

You could see his disappointment, which did not get better with the promise to train on this. His head filled with self-hatred.

Both Archie and Chuck were quick to get to you, the three had formed a circle with you sitting in the middle, awaiting their loads. Chuck was the first, he sprayed your entire face full. As Archie came, he first got your back, but you could spin fast enough so the rest would get on your chest. Only Reggie wasn’t ready yet.

„Is there a problem Reginald?“, you asked him softly, which made him even more miserable. He felt like a failure. But before he could say too much, another hand was already around his massive cock. „Fuck I can’t even get my hand around it, the most beautiful cock I have ever seen. Come, Reggie, spray me full with your jizz!“

Seeing you so eager to get his load onto you, looking up at him, with your big eyes, filled with lust only for him, he violently came, spitting his come all over your face and even reached Archie and Chuck.

„When did you come the last time?“, you asked completely flabbergasted at the extent of his load.

„Yesterday,“ he answered lowly, „But I always come a lot.“

You could only shake your head. That this guy had self-doubts was hilarious to you. A stallion like him, big, tall extremely well endowed, only a bit of an idiot, but you liked your guys with a bit less brain.

„Do you need help to come?“, Archie asked out of a sudden.

„Not really. But I want you guys to spin me again, I want to get all of you equally with my cum.

They did exactly that, you already were close to coming for about an hour by now. It took maybe ten seconds before you came violently too. Not even close as much as Reggie, but enough to paint all the guys pretty good.

His moans even echoed over their laughing about the entire scenario with you spinning on the floor, but at the same time, being the man of the three guys.

Reggie was the one to stop you this time. He even had the right foothold to do it without a problem. He already had filled up the enema again. He wanted something similar to Archie, but just for all three of them. He found himself closer to his two friends, thanks to you, but also loving the new dynamic. The three as your toys, maybe even more. At that point, he would hate, to not share you with his two friends. Maybe someday even dating all four of you together, instead of all dating just you. But only the future can tell. Until then, he had to do this last thing.

„Can we spin you again, after I filled you up with water so you can spray us full?“, Reggie asked a bit ashamed of his request. But he was such a good boy, you just had to say yes.

And so he filled you up with three more enema water shots. To hold it in this time, with the gap especially Chuck and Reggie had made was problematic but somehow you managed it. As you began to spin, you couldn't hold it anymore. Just after the first one, already spilling everything out.

Just after you were completely empty again, you stopped yourself exhausted. Standing up, you walked over to your things, scrubbing the oil mix off of your back and legs, only to put your backpack on your back and your sports back in your hand.

„I want to see all three of you tomorrow in our new study group. All of you need help and I can’t be seen with idiots, as you are now.“

Just as you began to walk out, you could feel the three pairs of eyes on you. Right in front of the door, you thought: „Fuck it“ to yourself, before turning around, grabbing Reggie at his shirt he quickly put on his body again and kissed him. His lips were soft and warm and were perfect for your smaller ones. But more than a soft innocent kiss did not happen. „Thank you, for stealing my first kiss.“ A feeling of accomplishment washed over Reggie, as you told him that. But you weren’t finished. Your hand grabbed his cock, which grew hard again. „Don’t wear underwear tomorrow.“

Only for you to let him alone again, reversing your attention to Archie. He already waited for this moment. As you kissed him, he pulled you in, hands on your ass, squeezing it slightly. „You will wear a jockstrap tomorrow!“, you ordered him whispering in his ear.

As you turned to Chuck, he already had a smug smile on his face. Grabbing you, instead of waiting until you would get to him, kissing you and you kissed back. Separating you got near his ear, closer than the other two, „You should learn your place, you fucking useless, easy fuck toy. If you not, I will punish you harder, than either of the other two guys. To wear a cock cage for the rest of your life is most likely not the most satisfying way to live.“

Your threat worked wonders, his smug smirk, vanished into thin air. „I want you to wear a leather jacket and another pair of white tight underwear.“ After you slapped his cheek slightly, to show of the power you really had over him, you turned around, naked and barefoot. Walking out of the locker room, leaving the three friends alone. Ask themselves if what happened really just happened. But their slightly emptier balls told them everything.

[Masterlist]

[chloe-skywalker]

Criticized - Jughead jones

Jughead x Fem!reader platonic

Warnings: bullying?

Word count: 503

Summary: Jughead & Y/n are best friends and are always together. The bulldogs like to make fun of them for it. One day Toni, Fangs, and Sweetpea see it and get pissed. They want to know why Y/n and Jug just let it happen.

Authors Note: Just a small one shot for Jughead Jones

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“Awww if it isn’t loser one and loser two.” Chuck said smirking as they approached the group of young Serpents in the Pop’s dinner booth.

“Just leave us alone.” Jughead grumbled getting annoyed faster than usual.

“No, I don’t think we will. Your both pathic and we need t make sure neither of you forget it.” Reggie crossed his arms standing next to chuck.

Y/n rolled her eyes. “Get some new material Mantle.”

“I think you need to learn a lesson-” Chuck stepped forward in a threatening manner.

“Do we have a problem here?” Tonu cut in having had enough of watching the scene before her.

“None of you business snakes.” Reggie sneered

“Your messing with our own. That makes it our business.” Fangs ut in. Along with Toni he was done watching.

“Oh, yeah, and what are you gonna do about it?” Chuck challenged.

“Yeah. Just slither away back to the holes you came out of.” Reggie scoffed

“You don’t want to know what I’d like to do about it.” Sweetpea growled from his side of the booth squaring his shoulders.

“Just leave us alone. You don’t own Pop’s. We can be here.” Y/n narrowed her eyes, hoping to make them disappear.

“We’re allowed to be here.” Jughead stated backing up Y/n’s statement.

“If there’s a problem here Mr. Mantle, Mr. Clayton I have no problem calling your folks down here to settle it.” Pop said defending his best late night customers Jughead and Y/n.

“There’s no problem.” Reggie grumbles as him and Chuck head out of the dinner.

“Thanks, Pop.” Y/n smiled gratefully at the old man.

“Your welcome, Hunny. I’ll get you all some frys.” Pop said smiling before leaving to the kitchen.

“Thanks Pop.” Jughead called out to him.

“Why don’t ou guys do anything about that?” Toni asked still pissed about how her friends were treated.

“Thier assholes.” Y/n shrugged.

“Exactly.” FIngs agreed

“They wouldn’t stop even if we did do something about it.” Jughead told their friends across the table.

“But you both just sit there and take it.” Sweetpea furrowed his eyebrows not understanding why they just take it.

“They’ve always done it. We’re from the southside, loners, I could go on. They do it to get at us. It bothers them that we’re from the wrong side of the tracks as they say and that we’re never really apart.” Y/n explained to them while sipping on her milkshake.

Jughead nodded, they’ve been dealing with this forever. “There’s no point they won’t stop and we’re not going to change.”

“Plus it pisses them off that we don’t care.” Y/n smirked reaching to grab a fry and take a bite.

“I guess your right.” Toni sighed sadly knowing that they were right. Nothing would change the asshole’s behavior. 

“Well if you both ever change your minds we’ll gladly beat their asses.” Sweetpea smirked also grabbing a fry. Any reason to beat up the bulldogs or Northsiders they’d take it.

Tag: @gruffle1

[descendantofthesparrow]

Huma x reader (mainly showing Harry x reader) - slowburn oneshot - brand new

wattpad version (smut included)

Ao3 version (smut included)

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-This is a smut oneshot(edit; turned into a slow burn oneshot that goes into smut cuz I can edit2.0; this tumblr version doesn’t have smut in it, it is hinted at but otherwise its not written but I will link to the AO3 and Wattpad versions that will have the smut posted) because im trying to practice writing it and (y/n) is written with she/her pronouns and has female body parts because, again, im still practicing on smut and want to get used to writing my own…body type before I branch out to attempt to write any other type anyways LETS GET TO IT-

Your leg bounced as you stared at the wooden swing doors of Ursula's chip shop. Harry had left to do some errands two hours ago, and usually he got those particular errands, collecting payment for the protection of shops and territory, done within two hours.

But it had been a whole two hours, you glanced at the clock again, and two minutes. Something burned in your gut, telling you something was wrong. You wouldn’t dare voice your concern in front of the crew and the chip shop customers, you would be cackled at for even entertaining the idea of worrying about someone, even if it was Harry.

You and Harry weren't close, you were just a simple crew member on Uma’s crew, you had joined after their adventure to the isle of the doomed so you didn’t have the bond that the crew had after going through something life-threatening. You were pretty sure Harry didn’t even know your name!

But that never stopped the butterflies in your head and stomach when you heard him laugh, never stopped the heat creeping up your neck when he smirked, never stopped the fuzzy feeling in your head when his ever so bright ocean blue eyes lined with black liner scanned the crew, never once locking onto you but that didn’t stop your heart from beating faster than a hummingbirds wings…whatever hummingbirds were but Gil had rambled about them one day after he found a bird fact book and that particular fact stuck in your head.

Besides, Harry practically had every vk at his feet, hell you were pretty sure Uma liked him too, and he liked her, with how they looked at each other it was a wonder that the entire isle didn’t ‘gossip’ about them.

And you were nothing compared to Uma, who in all honesty, was fucking gorgeous, so you could never blame Harry if he chose her out of all his “suitors” because who were you compared to Uma? You were just the daughter of simple thieves who had unfortunately been sent to the isle.

You looked at the clock again and frowned, it had only been another two minutes but that didn’t stop the pit in your stomach from growing. If Harry wasn’t back by 8:30, which was a bit less than a half-hour from now, then you would go looking for him…well if Uma didn’t send anyone out to look for him first, but she trusted him so she might not send anyone out at all.

But like you, Uma nervously glanced at the doors and clock every few minutes, like you, she also felt something was wrong but had to keep her usual calm demeanor in front of the crew.

You made eye contact with her after looking away from the clock again, Uma raising her brow in curiosity as you felt your ears burn and you looked to the doors quickly.

You counted down the minutes to 8:30, your fingers tapping rapidly against your tray of food and the heel of your boot hitting the leg of your stool in time.

It had been two and a half hours after Harry left for his errands, and you had finally had enough, you made eye contact with Uma as you stood and she nodded, glancing towards the doors then the sword check then back at you.

You somehow understood each other and you nodded back, heading towards the doors quickly as you snatched your cutlass from the sword check and raced out the chip shop in search of Harry.

-

You hopped over a rusted metal fence and landed on your toes; your eyes wide with caution. you were now just along the lines of territory a rival gang that had been attempting to take Uma’s territory for the past couple months. After you had gone to all the areas that Harry was supposed to go for his collecting route, Dizzy, bless her little heart, had nervously told you about Dylan, Clayton’s son, and his gang had ambushed Harry just a bit after he had finished up at Dizzy’s and kidnapped him and stole all the money he had just collected.

So you went to go collect the pirate and the money they had stolen, they were probably going to keep him for ransom against Uma, but what ransom would they have if there was no pirate or money?

You may have been the daughter of two ‘simple’ thieves but….then again, they were simple on the isle, not in Auradon.

Your lip twitched as a bout of cruel laughter echoed out from the building, you sprinted forward silently as you noticed one of the gang members on lookout duty starting to come around the corner to your right. You took a leaping step, catching yourself on an open window ledge and pulling yourself up swiftly, jumping up the three feet gaps between the windows as the guard passed below you not even knowing you had been where he was walking just a moment ago.

You thanked whatever god was out there for your (dad/mom) teaching you how to free run when you were younger. You peeked into one of the dark floors of the building, pursing your lips a bit as you remembered that their gang site was in an abandoned parking lot. Not much room for error, or hiding places.

You hopped through the window and landed silently on your feet, stopping as another bout of laughter echoed below you.

They kept to the lower floors then, which was good to know, it also meant both an easier and harder escape once you had Harry. Easier because less distance between Harry and the exit, harder because less distance between the exit and the gang.

You ran over to the stairwell; glad you had decided to wear your shoes with no heel as it made running quietly much easier. You grinned as you stepped into the stairwell, no door. hopefully, the other floors didn’t have them either, or else if they squeaked both you and Harry would be in for some shit.

You glanced at the faded number on the wall.

The seventh floor, wow you had climbed quite a bit, hadn't you? You shook away the thought, swiftly yet carefully climbing down the stairs, scanning each floor as you arrived to check for the gang.

Finally, you arrived on the third floor, the only floor with any light coming from it. You moved to stand flush against the wall next to the doorway of the floor, peering in as best you could without anyone seeing you, glancing every now and then to the stairway for any other gang members.

You huffed quietly as Dylan pushed at Harry's limp head, cackling and muttering to himself as he circled Harry like a bloodthirsty shark. You grit your teeth as you got a good look at Harry in the dimly lit area he was in. he was tied to both a structural beam and a folding chair, blood dripped from the side of his head down to his jaw and off his chin, he was starting to bruise on his face, neck, and possibly his torso and wrists, but those weren’t visible at the moment so you settled for guessing his injuries.

His right ankle was also at a VERY worrying angle…you might have to take some drastic measures to get Harry out of this parking garage.

Dylan was muttering something about how Uma would bow to him when she found her ‘precious’ first mate all bloody and beaten, and how he would finally have command of the wharfs.

“not on my watch” you muttered, quickly coming up with a plan and digging into your thigh bag, pulling out a handful of mini smoke bombs that your (dad/mom) had made forever ago in case one of the three of you needed them. You took out your lighter and lit the fuses, chucking them into the room and smirking as they landed right beside the gang members, luck seemed to be on your side today.

“what the hell-HOLY-“ Dylan let out a high-pitched screech as smoke burst from the nozzle of the smoke bombs and quickly filled the room, for being the size of ping pong balls they sure packed a wallop of smoke.

Pulling up your bandana to prevent any smoke inhalation you dashed into the room, running towards Harry but was stopped as a foot came arching your way. You held up your arms in front of your face and blocked the kick, stepping back quickly as the gang member started swinging at you, grunting with effort as you dodged and misdirected his punches.

“WHO THE HELL IS THAT?!” Dylan yelled, you smirked under your bandana, you weren’t really a known member of Uma’s crew, liking to keep to the shadows and out of sight.

You took the moment of disorientation from Dylan’s yell that caused the gang member to slip up and ducked under his next swing, one arm grappling around his next ant clasping with your other hand, your right foot going behind his ankle and pulling him forward flipping him over and slamming him into the ground with a loud crack.

He was out for the count, now, you looked up and around you, through the smoke you could see maybe 9 members left, including Dylan. Should be easy enough, you glanced at Harry, frowning slightly as he started to cough, but you would have to work quickly so Harry didn’t get all the smoke in the garage in his lungs.

You threw yourself back as another lackey of Dylan’s threw a punch at you, you decided to make quick work of them and grabbed their wrist, pulling it up and back towards them, smirking at the sickening pop that sounded from their shoulder. They screamed and dropped to the ground in agony, yelping as you leaned back from a sweeping air kick and slammed your hands onto the floor, using the momentum and lifting your legs back with you.

Your foot slammed into the next lackey's chin and he fell back, his skull slamming against the floor with a crack. You rolled back into a summersault and stood on your feet, catching the leg that was aimed at your chest and pulling the lackey towards you, kicking them twice in the stomach then throwing them over your shoulder with a twist of your torso and a spin of your feet.

They crashed to the floor just next to Harry, who was just barely coming to consciousness and jumped at the loud noise. He squinted through the smoke and dimly lit area, eyes widening as he spotted the spray panted symbol of Uma’s crew plain on your jacket sleeve.

Dylan watched in shock as you easily took out his gang members, and when the final one fell, he could feel the smug grin you had when you turned to face him.

Dylan let out an intelligible yell and rushed at you, only for his world to go black as you stepped to the side, grabbed his arm, turned your back to his chest, and swung him over you using his momentum.

Dylan and his gang were out for the count. And with Dylan knocked out the smoke finally cleared and all that was left was the dimly lit floor, the unconscious bodies of the gang, and an injured Harry.

You let out a soft sigh and pushed down your bandana, walking towards Harry and flipping out your pocket knife, kneeling next to Harry and cutting the ropes around his wrists and legs, then the ones around his torso keeping him to the beam. “woah-“ you pressed your hands against Harry's chest gently as he tried to rush out of the chair. “-hold up, you’re really hurt” Harry looked down at you, and you winced as you saw his swelling eye and bleeding nose for the first time, his lip was busted too.

“who-“ Harry slurred, trying to ask for your name or your rank in the crew but was unable to get the words out still being very much out of it from being jumped and beaten.

“im (y/n), im a regular ol’ crew member, and I got worried about you and came looking, come on, there are still some members on guard duty and we need to skedaddle before they come up” Harry gave a slow nod and with your help got to his feet, letting out a yelp as he put too much pressure on his broken ankle.

“um, okay” you quickly thought up a plan and had Harry lean on you almost completely, cursing Dylan for making the main part of his hideout on the third floor, now you had to get Harry down three flights of stairs just to get him to the doors. You and Harry froze at the sound of heavy footsteps running up the stairs, you let go of Harry's hand and lowered him to the ground, quickly jumping into a fighting stance and glaring at the stairwell doorway.

You felt Harry's eyes on you as did so, but you did your best to ignore him and the butterflies that swarmed in your stomach. You slumped as Gil’s concerned face popped above the stairs, his eyes widening as he looked at Harry “holy heck, what happened?” Gil asked, walking over to Harry and checking him over.

“Dylan wanted him for ransom for the captain's territory, I took care of it” Gil gave you a look, you were never one to take initiative in the crew, well he didn’t either but you always stayed in the background, always seeming too scared to do anything about…well anything.

So for you to go out of your way to save Harry made Gil want to scratch his head. It clicked for him a moment later when he remembered how you always stared at Harry, with a look he could never put his finger on. Yes, Harry was the first mate and any of the crew members should put their life on the line to rescue him if needed but you didn’t do this as a crew member, you did this out of your personal feelings.

Gil, for once, didn’t think aloud, just hoisted Harry into his arms, ignoring Harry's protests and light smacks against his shoulder, and walked down the stairwell, you taking a moment to collect Harry hook that had been attached to one of the lackeys and running after them.

-

You stood awkwardly at the door frame of Harry's room as Gil set the injured pirate on his bed, you had never seen his room before, it was…a decent size, but you forced yourself not to memorize it for…reasons.

“I’ll tell Uma” you muttered aloud, walking away from Harry's room as you saw Gil nod, not seeing Harry strain his body in an attempt to keep his eyes on you.

When you arrived back at the chip shop and quietly informed Uma of the situation, she cursed and looked to the clock, she wasn’t off till midnight and it was only 9:15, she had another two hours and forty-five minutes before she was off and then she still had to clean!

“just-have Gil take care of him” she muttered back, pushing you back towards the chip shop doors “there's a medical kit in my quarters, under the board just left to the door, it'll jiggle when you step on it, give that to Gil and he’ll know what to do” you nodded and ran back to the ship, not wanting Harry to suffer for any longer than he was.

You went to Uma’s quarters, whistling a bit at the size of the room, and turned to the left, flipping up the loose board and taking out the large duffle bah with the red plus symbol on the side. “this has to be it” you muttered, standing and walking out of the room, closing the door behind you and making your way to Harry's room. you peeked into the room, frowning at the sight of Harry's very swollen turning very red and dark purple ankle. You knocked on the door frame and stepped into the room, handing the duffle bag to Gil.

The boys seemed to realize exactly where the bag was from and looked at you apprehensively, gosh sometimes you forgot how protective of Uma they were, even if it was a simple item. “she gave me permission to get that, I'll be out of your hair now” you spun on your heel and speed-walked out of the room, ignoring the butterflies in your gut as you felt Harry's eyes on you again.

-

It took Harry almost two months to heal from his injuries, his ankle still had ways to go so he was forced to be on the bench for crew activities and his usual errands until he could walk without his ankle being at a weird angle or him wincing in pain every time he took a step or shifted his ankle.

Gonzo and Bonnie took over his usual errands as Gil took over as temp-first mate until Harry was all healed up.

During those two months, you had noticed something….new.

Harry and Uma had taken to staring at you…a lot…like a lot a lot.

At first, you thought you were imagining things, the feeling of eyes constantly on you, then you thought that maybe some of Dylan's gang members had found out you were the one to sabotage his plan and were spying on you.

Those thoughts went out the window when one day you turned to look over your shoulder and saw Harry and Uma staring directly at you, Uma leaning on the long table on her elbows as Harry covered his mouth and some of his nose with his chin resting in his palm. You snapped your head back around and curled in on yourself, willing the heat growing up your neck to go away.

The next odd thing to happen was Uma beginning to actually…use you for crew things? Usually you just kinda…sat back and watched as everyone else did stuff, not of your own violation or laziness, it's just that Uma and Harry never seemed to…have anything to do for you?

But now it seemed like Uma was actually trying to include you in pirate activities, even once assigning you to her when the ship needed some maintenance on its ropes. She also started to either keep close to you as you trained in combat with the crew or sometimes even training you herself.

Which led to some…situations, you see, while you were pretty much an expert in hand to hand combat you fucking sucked with swords so once in a while you fumbled with your sword and…Uma while not being a PDA person, well unless it was Harry but even then, would walk toward you and correct your grip, stance, your free hand for balance, and even lead you in some sort of weird dance to help you learn your footwork.

It was like she was…sizing you up, if that was the best word, always keeping her eye on you, asking you random questions, making you help out in the chip shop, and just…having you be around her more than you used to.

Then there was Harry, after two months of just staring at you, he started talking to you, first “thanking” you for saving his ass from Dylan, aka he made you a bracelet and tossed it in front of you with a nod and a mutter of  “thanks”. Gil had muttered next to you that Harry liked to make people stuff as a way to thank them, and held up his own bracelet that Harry made for him when they were younger “it's just one of the ways he shows appreciation!”

Then it moved to small conversations about random things, they weren’t long, just…small talk when you ended up in the same place as each other or when you were both on nightshift guard duty. The staring hadn't stopped, but you didn’t mind it as much as you used to, knowing it was Harry and Uma keeping their eyes on you, for whatever reason, but it made you feel….safe? you didn’t know the feeling that came with them watching you but you knew it wasn’t scared or threatened.

One day Harry asked you to practice some knots with him, setting up two crates and making you sit across from him. As you worked on learning how to make a round turn and two half-hitches knot, Harry stared at you, watching you ever so carefully, drifting his gaze from your concentrated face to your swift and calloused fingers as you successfully pulled the knot together, looking up at him with a shy grin, seeking his approval.

He smirked and nodded, patting your knee and beginning to instruct you on how to do other knots, in a softer voice than before. Next, is something that took you a pretty long time to notice but, they started to get physically closer to you when they could. Like when the crew crowded around the table for mealtime at the chip shop. In the beginning, you always sat at the farthest end of the table, always keeping to yourself and trying not to bother anybody.

But as time went on, you were slowly being pushed towards the middle of the table where Uma, Harry, and Gil always sat, or sometimes you would sit in your usual seat and Harry or Uma would be away from their seats and closer to you. You didn’t notice any of this until your shoulder was in line with Harry’s, his jacket brushing against your arms and legs knocking into yours.

They both seemed to also attempt to get you into conversations more, Uma’s hands ending up on your arms or shoulder when she talked to the crew if they weren’t on Harry's shoulder, Harry leaning in close to you when you had your little conversations, Uma staring intently as you trained with the crew.

Most of this you didn’t notice, being the oblivious and overthinker person you were, you brushed off the thought of a possible connection with the two and thought they were just doing what captain and first mate did, have a good relationship with a crew member was essential.

What you didn’t see was the crew smirking as Harry stared at you, snickering when Uma rested her hand on your shoulder, whispering to themselves as their eyes always flashed over to you when you walked through the doors, gossiping when Harry sneaked his own food onto your plate.

Even Gil, who was admittedly a bit airheaded, could see what was going through the minds of his two oldest friends. He just grinned and leaned back, knowing he had started it all when he had told Uma of his “theory” of you possibly having feelings for her first mate/kinda boyfriend.

She at first just wanted to size you up, to see if you were “worthy” of her best friend, she and Harry had an open relationship, if either of the others wanted to get with someone else as long as they talked it through and got consent it wasn’t a problem. Uma just wanted to see if you wouldn’t hurt Harry.

She didn’t expect to catch feelings for you. It was something that boiled beneath the surface of her skin as it developed, she didn’t even notice it happened. The feeling of sparks dancing across her fingertips when her hand touched yours when she fixed your grip on your sword, the burst of warmth beneath her skin when she locked eyes with you, the flutter in her gut when you laughed at one of Gil’s stupid jokes or Harry’s dumb stunts.

It was all the same feelings she got when she was around Harry, but it took only one moment for her to realize she had fallen for you. It was just supposed to be a regular Sunday on the isle, it was her day off so she decided to spend it with you meandering around the marketplace, not particularly looking for anything just browsing.

Their time at the market had been shortened by the arrival of Dylan, taunting Uma and getting in her face. “come on shrimpy!” he snickered, his gang behind him cackling loudly “too scared to go against me-GUk” Uma snapped her head around to look at Dylan as he suddenly gasped for breath and her eyes widened in shock. Dylan was on his back, holding his gut as you stood in front of Uma, tilting your head dangerously as the gang took a step back.

“not a good idea to disrespect the captain, Dylan” you growled, sending a shiver down Uma’s spine, you weren’t much a talker, and when you did it was soft, but now? There was a thick tension to your voice, almost reminiscent of Harry's low growly tone when he got angry.

Dylan slowly sat up and glared at you, eyes widening as he realized who you were “you’re-you’re the bitch that” he paled at the smirk on your face.

“that kicked your asses? All on her own? Yeah, I’m that bitch, now back the fuck up before I snap your teeth with my boot” Uma swallowed around the rising heat in her neck, rolling her shoulders to get rid of the uncomfortable tension that was growing inside her.

Dylan let out a snarl and snapped his fingers, three of his lackeys running towards you, all yelping as you took them down with ease. Uma smirked as the lackeys landed next to Dylan, who then stood quickly and bolted the other way.

Dylan stood and looked behind him, freezing as he noticed almost all his gang had abandoned him, the only one left was his right-hand man, who stared at you with wide fearful eyes. Dylan slowly turned as he heard you crack your knuckles and squeaked as you gave a sharp smirk “this is the part where you run away~” you giggled, holding in a loud laugh as Dylan and his last lackey turned and ran with their tails between their legs.

You rolled your shoulders with a sigh and turned back to Uma, feeling your cheeks burn as she stared at you with wide eyes “uh…captain?” Uma snapped out of her trance and smirked at you.

“and here I thought Harry lied to me about your fighting skills~” her smirk softened as you tugged at your shirt. “come on, let's finish up here”

It was only when you returned to the ship and Uma got a moment to herself, that she realized what those feelings were in the market, they were the same feelings she got when she looks at Harry.

She liked you…a lot. Uma let out a low groan and sunk into her chair in her quarters, now she had to deal with feelings for her chaotic dumbass first mate and the oblivious yet badass crew member.

She went from just checking you out to make sure you were good for Harry to now fucking liking you…what a trope huh?

Harry on the other hand, had realized his feelings from the start, they were very small to start with, he hadn't even known your name before the fateful day when you saved him from Dylan.

It felt like his heart was jumpstarted as he locked eyes with you as you flipped Dylan over your back, sparks running across his skin when you undid the ropes around his wrists.

First, he was impressed, you had gone out of your way to save him and then took down almost an entire gang, some of the members easily overtaking you in size and strength but you took them down as if they were nothing. Then you had been so protective of him as you tried to make your way out of the parking garage with him, even getting ready to fight Gil before you knew it was Gil.

As you walked out of Harry's room after giving Gil the medical pack, he had asked Gil what your position on the crew was. As Gil told him about you, he remembered when you told him your name and he quietly muttered it, smiling slightly as he decided it fit you perfectly

Then he was amused, you were much shyer than he thought you would be, you were always by yourself in a corner, keeping to yourself and never talking to anyone. As he moved closer to you during meal times, he enjoyed the little sarcastic comments you muttered to yourself as you listened to whatever the crew was talking about. He giggled to himself at the look on your face when he dropped the ‘thank you’ bracelet in front of you, mentally dancing in excitement when he saw you wearing it the next day and then never take it off,  he didn’t know why he mentally danced in excitement but he brushed away the implications of it.

Then he and Uma started to attempt to get closer to you, well Uma was doing…her own thing while Harry was trying to get closer. First, he started with having you learn and help him tie the ropes around the ship, watching you as you at first fumbled with any type of rope he attempted teaching you, his heart fluttering when you finally got it and looked up at him for approval, a shy grin on your face.

He watched enraptured as you trained with Uma, chucking as he could imagine the steam coming off your face as Uma placed her hands on your hips and hands and corrected your stance. He cackled when you knocked Gil to the floor on a hand-to-hand combat training day, falling to his side as you leaned over Gil's dizzy self with your hands moving about unsure of what to do.

He watched you interacted during the quiet moments of the night when you would both be on night shift watching the ship, your shy nature seeming to melt away under the cloudy black sky as you rambled about whatever you were thinking about. He never really noticed himself leaning ever so close as you talked, only able to focus on you.

He noticed the crew teasing him and Uma pretty early on, though they were easily silenced when either him or Uma glared at the crew.

One day, he realized he was smitten with you. The crack of your voice when you got nervous, when you fidgeted with your rings, the smirk on your face when you flipped one of the crew members over your back, the laugh that spilled from your lips when you finally got the hang of using your sword, when you rubbed your thumb against your lips as you zoned out, it all made him feel warm inside, the same feelings he got around Uma.

He had to tell Uma about his feelings for you, they were in an open relationship but he wanted to make sure she was alright with you before he pursued anything with you.

One night after Uma finished up at the chip shop, she arrived to her quarters to see Harry sitting on her bed, playing with the curve of his hook as he waited for her. “Harry?” Uma groggily asked, she was exhausted but Harry never seeked her out after midnight, so something was up “what's going on, what do you need?” she closed the door to her room with her foot and slipped off her boots and hat, walking over to harry and flopping down on the bed next to him. “um-“ Harry stuttered, the red in his ears creeping down to his cheeks “yeh know (y/n)?” Uma perked up at that, pushing herself up with her hands and staring hard at Harry.

“yeah?” Uma’s heart sped up at the mention of the girl she had fallen for, god she hoped Harry wasn’t going to say he didn’t like her, and then Uma would feel like shit and she’d never be able to kiss the shit out of you till either of you couldn't see straight. “what about her?”

“I-um…I-…I like ‘er…like I like yeh” Harry’s face was almost crimson now, staring down at his lap as he played with the loose threads on his pants. “and-and I was wonderin’ if I-I could…um, invite ‘er into our relationship?” Harry's voice cracked at the end, oh so nervous and scared for what Uma was going to say.

“thank fuck I thought I was the only one” Harry snapped his head around to look at Uma, his mouth dropping open slightly “god fuck isn’t she so fucking pretty?!”

Harry let out a small sigh of relief and fully turned to look at Uma, sitting up on his knees “YES! Fuck she so pretty I just wanna smoother her in fucking i-gaaah ya know?!” he lifted his hands in front of his face and clenched them in an odd motion of frustration from (y/n)s prettiness. Uma laughed and nodded, grabbing onto Harry's hands and gripping them tightly.

“I do know, and I would be a hundred percent down for inviting her into our relationship, but!” Uma held up her hand as Harry gave her a wide grin, he deflated a bit and tilted his head “we need to make sure she's gonna be okay with this” Uma motioned between her and Harry “hell we don’t even know if she has feelings for us” Harry looked hurt at that, just wanting to drag you into bed with him and Uma already so he could smother you with cuddles and whatever couples did with their adorable significant others “I know, but we need to play this safe, I don’t want to scare her off”

Harry gave a slow nod, he wanted to do what he always did, rush into an idea with no real plan and just hope he didn’t die. But he would listen to Uma on this, she was a lot better with relationships then he was…well the logical part of them, he was better at feelings and physical stuff.

So the two talked into the night, deciding in the early morning that they would tell (y/n) about their decision on Sunday when Uma was off work.

Their talk happened on Wednesday, by Saturday afternoon Uma was off the isle, having dived through the barrier just before it closed and swimming to Auradon in search of revenge on Mal and to free the vks still on the isle.

It was only after she left that you realized you had fallen for Uma alongside Harry. The piercing feeling in your chest and gut every time you thought about your captain or even just being on the ship or chip shop slapped you in the face as you realized you fucking missed Uma, more than you should have.

You knew Harry missed Uma too, he had shut himself in his room soon after Uma disappeared at cotillion and refused to come out even when Gil asked. It wasn’t till his sister Harriet stormed onto the ship and dragged him out of his room that he seemed to be a little more like his usual self, he also started to hang around you more often and on the nights where you were on night guard duty he would join you, even when he didn’t have to anymore now that he was captain until Uma’s return.

Your mind was a maze, just trying to maneuver your feelings for both Uma and Harry, the feelings you had for Harry had multiplied for Uma, and now you couldn’t even think about either of them without heat rushing up your neck or butterflies rushing around your stomach.

Great, you had a crush/probably in love on the two people who were already “dating” each other, and both of them were so.damn.pretty. You groaned to yourself, covering your face and sinking to the ground in a crouch. Yeah, you had no fucking chance.

On the bright side, it did seem you were getting closer to Harry? So unrequited love aside at least you were getting a friendship out of it? The two of you started hanging out together more often than not, as you had mentioned before Harry joined you on night guard shifts, the two of you continued rope tying practice, started hand to hand combat training, he took Uma’s spot in teaching you how to use a sword, and sometimes the two of you would just…chill, hanging out in the bird’s nest drinking and eating whatever snack or food Harry had found, you leaning against his legs in the cramped space.

About five months after Uma had left the isle, the crew, aka Bonnie and Drey, decided to have a “bonding” night, forcing everyone into the chip shop after closing time, surrounded by rum and leftover food from the day to play truth or dare/seven minutes in heaven.

The rules were if you didn’t want to tell the truth or accept the dare, you had to spin the bottle and play seven minutes in heaven with whoever it landed on, and if you refused to play that, you'd have to take a shot of Desiree’s strongest liquor.

Bonnie, being the one who made the rules, went first, pointing to Gil and asking him truth or dare.

“Truth!” Gil chirped, already halfway through on his fries. Bonnie hummed for a moment and tapped her bottle of beer, trying to think of something good since Gil did tend to blurt out everything.

“who do you have a crush on?” Bonnie finally asked with a teasing smirk, laughing a bit as he pointed at Harry. “yeah, okay we knew that”

Harry blew a kiss towards Gil and Gil grinned and caught it, smacking it on his cheek and going back to his food as the crew burst into laughter. Gil tossed a fish stick into his mouth and looked around the group, pointing at Gonzo.

“truth or dare Gonzo” Gonzo let out a low hum and shrugged.

“dare” he muttered, thinking that Gil wouldn't be able to think of anything that bad. Oh, boy was he wrong.

Gil gave a nasty grin and stood, walking over to the kitchen and rummaging in the fridge for a few moments “oi what the hell are you doing?” Harry yelled, pouting as Gil didn’t answer.

Gil returned with something in his fist, his other hand keeping the unknown object hidden from sight. He stood in front of Gonzo and opened his hands, showing a snake egg. “eat up!”

“OH HELL NO” Gonzo yelped, smacking the egg out of Gil's hand, Drey and Jonas screeching as it smashed against the floor and black goo spread from the destroyed egg. Half the crew scrambled back from the egg, its rancid smell already beginning to spread around the chip shop

“ah Gonzo come on!” Emanuel complained, diving behind Gabe, the two pushing each other away and towards the egg in desperation to get away from it and doom the other to the smell.

You covered your mouth as you held in your laughter, falling to your side a bit and your head hitting Harry's shoulder as he cackled. “okay okay Gil, clean it up, Gonzo, either spin the bottle or drink” Gil begrudgingly cleaned up as Gonzo pouted at Harry.

Bonnie held up the empty rum bottle and wiggled her brows at Gonzo. He glared at her and snatched a shot glass from Desiree and took the shot, gaging a bit as it went down his throat “holy shit that’s strong” he shivered, the rest of the crew booing as he handed the shot glass back to Desiree.

Since Gonzo had forfeited the dare and seven minutes in heaven, Gil went again, this time picking Drey and the girl chose to do truth. “Ummm okay…uh, ever give a blowjob?” the crew whistled and hollered at the speedy turn towards the sexual end of questions and Drey snickered, shaking her head and holding up her hand to her mouth, only her pointer and middle finger around her lips as she winked and stuck her tongue through. “I’ll take that as a no” Gil laughed, taking a sip of his rum and leaning back on his elbows.

“your turn Drey” Bonnie called, stealing a crab cake from Zhao and laying halfway down on the floor, resting her chin in her palm. Drey tapped her chin, looking around the crew before her eyes landed on Yamato, who quickly leaned behind Gabe but was too late.

“Yamato, truth or dare” he kept behind Gabe for a moment longer before he sighed and leaned back to sit straight and looked at Drey in surrender.

“dare” he muttered, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees and chin in his hands. Drey gave a wicked grin and looked around, trying to find something that would best work on Yamato.

“oh! I got it…lick Gabe's foot” the crew yelled out in disgust as Gabe laughed and pulled off his boot, shoving it towards the disgusted Yamato.

“NOPE gimme the bottle, GIMME THE BOTTLE ID RATHER MAKE OUT WITH ANYONE ELSE THAN LICK HIS FOOT GABE GET THAT AWAY FROM ME OR WE WILL THROW HANDS” Yamato shoved Gabe away from him, the cackling pirate falling on his back holding his chest.

Bonnie cackled and pushed the empty bottle of rum into the middle of the circle, Yamato sighed and leaned over to spin it, sitting cross-legged as everyone stared at the bottle in both excitement and anxiety.

Finally, the bottle slowed and landed on Zhao, the crew cheered and the two boys laughed, Zhao biting his bottom lip, squinting his eyes, and raising his brows.

“Alright come on Zhao les make out!” Bonnie stood and ran over to the closet that she had declared “heaven”  the two boys joining hands and swinging them as they walked into the closet and Bonnie closed the door after them.

“have fun~ Gonzo set the timer!” Gonzo leaned over the took the timer/stop watch from where Bonnie was sitting and set it for seven minutes “im so glad that thing is basically soundproof I do not need to hear Yamato moaning” the crew snickered at that, Harry rolling his eyes and leaning towards you.

“five bucks Zhao gives Yamato a handy” you felt your cheeks burn at his low-toned voice and laughed a bit, nodding as he grinned at you.

“you’re on” you whispered, biting your lip as Harry patted your thigh and sat up straight again.

“who’s next?” Jonas asked, taking a swig of his rum and glancing about the room.

“I’ll just go again and when Yamato comes out hell go” Drey waved it off and looked around the room, pointing at Gabe “Gabe truth or dare!”

“Dare” Gabe snickered, falling off balance a bit as Drey pointed at Gil.

“sit in Gil's lap till someone picks you again” Gabe sighed and stood, plopping in Gil's lap and crossing his arms.

Gil didn’t seem to mind, reaching his arm over Gabe's waist to grab his food tray. “all right, Gonzo truth or dare!” Gonzo groaned, having only gone a couple of turns before but chose truth this time “have you ever given head before, doesn’t matter girl or boy just head” Gonzo tilted his head then nodded. the crew, minus you and Harry, wolf-whistled “yooo who!?” Gonzo grinned and shook his head.

“hey, I only had to answer if I have given it before not to who” Gabe pouted and leaned back into Gil.

“party pooper” Gonzo perked up and looked around the group, eyes landing on you, smirking as you shrunk into yourself in an attempt to make yourself invisible

“(y/n) truth or dare” you tugged at your shirt, trying to decide what to do, go with truth, and possibly reveal your crush on Harry and Uma? Be dared to do something embarrassing? Play spin the bottle? Or take a shot?

“um, truth” you squeaked out, Gonzo looking up at the ceiling as he tried to figure out what to ask you. Finally, he snapped his fingers as he looked back at you, having found the perfect question.

“Have you ever had sex? Or been with anyone for that matter?” you shook your head, you were a virgin through and through, you haven't even kissed anyone before. “huh, all right your turn”

You looked around the group, finally landing your eyes on Desiree who had been untouched the entire game “Desiree” she looked up at you, mid-sip on her rum “truth or dare?”

“Dare” she answered immediately, smirking as the crew ‘oooh’d at her. “gimme your best shot (nickname)”

“umm” you had never really…dared anyone to do anything before…this was gonna be tough. “lick the bottom of Bonnies boot” the crew stared at you for a moment as Desiree looked between you and Bonnie wide-eyed “what?”

“holy shit I thought you were gonna like, I don’t know, make me eat twenty crackers or something! But I’ll do it” the crew cheered and Gabe leaned over to give you a high five.

Bonnie lifted her boot into the air and cackled as Desiree just went for it, going sole to toe “AHHHH” Bonnie cackled, falling backward and holding her leg in the air. Desiree backed into her spot again and shook her head, hanging her tongue out of her mouth as she made gagging noises.

“tha’ wath stho groth” she gagged, grabbing a paper towel and scraping her tongue of the taste of Bonnie's boot. after a few moments of the crew laughing at her, along with the timer of Zhao and Yatamo’s seven minutes in heaven beeping, the two coming out of the closet with Messy hair, bruised lips and Zhao’s pants unbuttoned.

Harry pouted at you and took the five out of his wallet, placing it in your hand as you gave him a smug grin. “yeh won tha’ one lass” he laughed quietly, freezing as Desiree locked her eyes on him.

“Harry, truth or dare” Harry kept a staring contest with her, trying to predict what she was going to do.

Finally, he sighed “Dare” Desiree let out a cold cackle, Harry freezing again at it.

“let Gil give you a haircut” Harry immediately shook his head, Gil had cut his hair once before and he ended up with the worst patchy hair cut he had ever had, he only trusted two people with his hair, Uma, and Harriet. “alright then spin the bottle!” Harry sighed, he had a lot of work to do in the morning so drinking wasn’t the best idea so he took the bottle from Bonnie and spun it, mentally crossing his fingers that it would land on you.

You watched as the bottle spun around, pulling your knees to your chest and wrapping your arms around them. You did want the bottle to land on you but at the same time you hoped it wouldn’t land on anybody so you wouldn’t be going behind Uma’s back or so Harry wouldn’t be kissing someone other than you or Uma.

You felt the heat climb up your face as the tip of the bottle landed directly on you, the crew whistling and cheering as you buried your face in your knees. “wooooooo come on you two! Get to the closet.” Harry glanced at you and while he really wanted to go into the closet with you, he felt bad as you had completely turned into a ball of embarrassment.

“come on guys she obviously-OI” Gonzo and Jonas grabbed Harry's arms, carrying him to the closet and tossing him in, Drey and Desiree grabbing your hands and tugging you in after him.

They closed the door behind you, Bonnie going the extra mile and locking the door “Have fun~ seven minutes!” Bonnie’s muffled voice yelled through the door before it went silent.

You pressed yourself into the wall and sunk to the floor, holding your face in your hands and pulling your knees to your face. “(y/n)?” Harry quietly asked, kneeling in front of you and cupping your face with his hand, pushing your chin up to make you look at him “are yeh okay?”

“I-I just-“ you buried your face again, if you looked at him anymore you would throw your moral compass out the window and just kiss him silly.

“do yeh not like meh?” he asked, feeling a pit form in his chest at the thought of you not liking him in ‘that’ way, he blinked in surprise as you shook your head and looked back up at him.

“no-its, not that, it’s more…I like you…like a lot…more than I should, a lot” you whispered, biting your lip as Harry stared at you, not noticing him glancing at your lips “but you’re with Uma and I don’t want to ruin anything between the two of you even if it's just a dumb game and I don’t want to ruin our friendship with my dumb feelings even though I just blurted out every-“ you were stopped by a soft pair of plush lips,  and in the dark of the closet you saw Harry very very close to your face, his eyes closed and hands gently cupping your jaw.

You decided to just let yourself enjoy the next seven minutes and closed your eyes, pressing back ever so gently back into Harry…your brain reminded you that Harry was your first kiss and you smiled, helluva first kiss if you did say so yourself.

Harry pulled back slowly and you fluttered open your eyes, biting your lip as Harry gave you a soft smile “yeh wouldn’t be ruining anything between Uma an’ I, we both like yeh and actually” Harry let out a nervous chuckle “we were goin’ ta ask yeh ta’ join our relationship a couple months ago but…Uma left before we could tell yeh…we were planning ta ask yeh the weekend that ended up filled with all the beasty boy stuff…” Harry hoped that you wouldn’t reject Uma, he loved both of you and he didn’t want to have to lose one to keep the other.

“I…Uma-“ you leaned forward, burying your face in Harry's shoulder “I like Uma too” you whispered into his shoulder, squeaking as Harry picked you up by your thighs and pushed you against the wall, his hips pressing into yours.

Harry smiled at you, pressing another kiss to your lips “good, we can have fun when she gets back okay?”

You whimpered into the kiss, nodding as he pulled back “okay” The two of you spent the next seven minutes exchanging kisses and feeling the room heat up as Harry continued to press his hips into yours.

You were soon interrupted by Bonnie yelling through the door “Times up you two!” Harry groaned and set you back on your feet, letting you hang on to him as you balanced on wobbly legs.

Harry knocked on the door, Bonnie quickly unlocked it at that and swung it open, giving the two of you a smug grin before her shoulders dropped

“oh come on it's like you didn’t do anything!” Harry rose his brow; he had bitten your neck and dry-humped you did it really seem like he did nothing? He turned to look at you, raising his brow as he realized you had quickly fixed yourself up and the only evidence to your heated time in the closet was your heated cheeks. “All right come on, Zhao’s on a dare right now and Gabe drank a shot”

You and Harry glanced at each other then back at the crew, walking out of the closet and taking your previous seats next to each other, Harry's arm now resting behind your back.

Things changed after that, the small conversations at night turned intimate, faces always close together and bodies touching, breath mingling, and Harry's lips pressing against your lips or neck every so often. Practicing knots went from sitting across from each other with Harry instructing you to you and Harry sitting so close your knees touched the inside of his thighs, his hands ever so gently guiding your fingers through the motions and his voice soft.

He started to pull you away at random moments to a hidden corner and curl himself around you, pressing his lips to yours with the others oblivious to your recent activities.

The two of you hadn't gotten to resume your session from the closet, leaving you frustrated and needy. You honestly just wanted Harry to ravish you until the sun came up.

What you didn’t know was that Harry was feeling the same way, frustration building in his body every time he looked at you, eyes burning into your lips and body, just wanting to drag you to his room and show you a whole new world. He thought of you every night, almost stomping to your room and taking you but holding himself back.

It was just getting too much for both of you, so one night, when Harry knew neither of you had anything to do the next day, snuck to your room and knocked gently on your door, not wanting any of the crew to hear knowing you wouldn’t want everyone to know your business.

“Harry?” you whispered, looking around the dark halls of the ship as Harry stared down at your lips, your body barely covered with only a loose shirt and some sweat pants “what's wrong? It's like, 2 am?” Harry leaned in and pressed his lips to yours passionately, curling his hands around your face and humming into it as you pressed back needingly.

He pulled back, just enough for your breath to mingle “darling” he purred, enjoying the way you squirmed at the tone of his voice “do yeh want to continue our little session from the closet?” he grinned as your eyes went wide and you nodded erratically. He pressed a quick kiss to your lips and grabbed your hand, pulling you out of your room and closing the door, the two of you sneaking back to his room.

That night was filled with heated kisses, whispered confessions, and bruised hips.

Everything changed again after that, the soft hidden kissed behind corners turned to heated make-outs, you still had soft kisses but more often than not it was passionate. You slept in Harry's room more often than not, not to have sex but simply because you liked being with him and him you. Your midnight talks being shoulder to shoulder turned to you being engulfed in Harry's arms and sitting between his legs as you talked about whatever you wanted. The practice tiring ropes became teasing, Harry sneaking kisses whenever he could

Harry went deeper into himself, and you learned almost everything from his favorite drink to his deepest fear, and he told you about Uma as well, letting you get to know her through another and you fell for both Uma and Harry more each day.

And you told him what you could, from your favorite color to your most embarrassing moment, it was…bliss, well as blissful a relationship could be on the isle.

About a year after the two of you got together, you watched as Harry and Gil dove through the barrier just as it was closing after the core four and Celia, messing with your bracelet nervously as you watched Gil and Harry fight with Carlos and Jay. Harry forced a blue gem out of Mal's hand and it soared over the water, Mal letting out a small scream before a turquoise tentacle reached up and caught it.

Your breath caught and you let a grin grow on your face “Uma” you whispered out, bouncing on your feet as Uma rose out the water, looking even more beautiful than the last time you saw her. Harry looked directly at you, the same feeling you had at seeing Uma swimming in his eyes.

Uma was back.

After Uma submerged into the water and sent a tunnel of water up and splashing the vks, she reappeared on the other side of the bridge, holding up the glowing gem Mal had been holding.

A few minutes of negotiating later, with Mal being stubborn as always, the vks were off to do whatever they were off to do, you didn’t know, the most you had heard was Mals muffled scream of ‘no’

Uma suddenly glanced back, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she looked at you. You gave her a grin and waved back, you guessed Harry had told her about the two of you and you hoped to hades that you would see them again and be able to kiss Uma finally.

-

Only a day later, in the early morning, Harry and Uma stepped into his room, Harry gesturing to his bed where you were sleeping curled up in one of his shirts and his blankets.

“aw,” Uma cooed, walking over to you and caressing your cheek, flinching back as your eyes snapped open and you sat up, a bright grin growing on your face as your vision refocused and you saw Uma.

“Uma~!” you squealed, launching yourself at her and tossing the two of you onto the ground, Uma chucking underneath you as her head was pinned to your shoulder. “you’re back!”

Harry smiled as you and Uma hugged on the floor “so Harry tells me you like both of us? And want to be with both of us?” Uma asked, sitting up with you in her lap.

Your face burned slightly but you nodded, smiling as Uma cupped your cheeks “good, but just so you know I will always choose sea ponies over both of you” you and Harry burst into laughter, a smile growing on Uma’s lips as she watched two of her three favorite people laugh.

“Harry already told me that part of the contract” you teased, leaning in and pecking Uma’s cheek, snickering as she froze and stared at you “what? I can’t kiss my girlfriend~?”

Harry chuckled and kneeled next to you and Uma, wrapping his arms around you and whispering in your ears “I think Uma’s bed is a bit better to fit all three of us eh?” you grinned, Uma’s face burning as she saw Harry wiggle his brows.

“I leave a virgin first mate and a shy oblivious crew member and come back to two horndogs…Christ remind me to never leave yall alone again”

“noted” you and Harry sang in unison, Uma laughing at it and shaking her head.

“Alright come on, let's go to my room.” you and Harry grinned, your arm going around Uma’s and grabbing onto her hand as Harry tossed his arm around her shoulder and the three of you walked into Uma’s room.

To which Uma was very VERY glad her room was soundproofed a long time ago.

-end-

side note with the smut, this was 50 pages and 15,676 words, without the smut its 32 pages and 9943 words which is still a lot but woza, like, 16 pages of the fic was dedicated to smut XD 

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Tennessee playlist

I’m going to Memphis! This is the mighty Tennessee - Memphis & Nashville playlist. You can’t tell the story of rock n roll without mentioning Memphis. Mississippi and Nashville, such a great history of music in this region. Chuck D hits things off with the ultimate introduction. Hit play here: https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=PL-iHPcxymC1_X9nesbW37-9FNLiJWOQ1f

This playlist has it all. Soul, blues and rock n roll. We take a journey back to the beginning of country as well, with Nashville and finish up at Dollywood. Hope you dig it.

Tennessee - Mississippi - Arkansas

001 Henry Rollins & Chuck D - Rise Above 002 Clutch -  Devil & Me 003 Paul Simon - Graceland 004 Isaac Hayes - Memphis Trax 005 Scott Walker - Thats How I Got to Memphis 006 AC/DC - let there be rock 007 Johnny Cash -  Country Boy 008 Chuck Berry -  Back To Memphis 009 Jay Reatard - Gree, Money, Useless Children 010 Lukah - Black Dragon 011 King Curtis - Memphis Soul Stew 012 Rosetta Howard & the Harlem Hamfats - Delta Bound 013 Nots - In Glass 014 Pere Ubu - Memphis 015 Loretta Lynn - The Pill 016 Howlin Wolf - Smokestack Lightnin 017 Rory Gallagher - The Mississippi Sheiks 018 Crime and the City Solution - Streets Of West Memphis 019 River City Tanlines - Met You Before 020 Johnny Cash - Going To Memphis 021 Al Green - Get Back Baby 022 Kim Salmon & The Surrealists - The Zipper 023 Booker T & the MG - Melting Pot 024 Pussycat - Mississippi 025 Boswell Sisters - Roll On, Mississippi, Roll On 026 Aretha Franklin   - Muddy Water 027 The Cramps - Garbageman 028 HASH REDACTOR - Good Sense 029 Optic Sink - Personified 030 Angry Angles - Blockhead 031 Big Star - Thirteen 032 Memphis Jug Band -  Going Back to Memphis 033 North Mississippi AllStars - K.C. Jones (On The Road Again) 034 Bass Drum Of Death -  Bad Reputation 035 Today Is the Day -  The Devil's Blood 036 Walk the Line Soundtrack- Get Rhythm 037 Jack White -  Temporary Ground 038 Jerry Lee Lewis - A Damn Good Country Song 039 The Homemade Jamz Blues Band - Rumors 040 Saving Abel - Pine Mountain (The Dance of the Poor Proud Man) 041 The Oxford Circle - Foolish Woman 042 Bobbie Gentry - Greyhound Goin' Somewhere 043 Reigning Sound - A Little More Time 044 NINA SIMONE - MISSISSIPPI GODDAM! 045 Laurie Anderson - Hiawatha 046 Glen Campbell - Burning Bridges 047 Dolly Parton - Hillbilly Willy 048 Elvis Presley - Guitar Man 049 Blue Oyster Cult - Divine Wind 050 Sammy Hagar - Halfway To Memphis 051 Izzy Stradlin   - Memphis                       052 Johnny Cash -  Run Softly, Blue River 053 Iron Horse - Unchained 054 The Cramps - Human Fly 055 Faces - Memphis 056 Jack Oblivian - Rat City 057 The Cooters - Bustin' Loose 058 Mott the Hoople - All The Way From Memphis 059 Dusty Springfield -  Breakfast in Bed 060 Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Tupelo 061 Chicago - Blues In The Night             062 Crossin Dixon - Guitar Slinger 063 Strummin' With The Devil - And the Cradle Will Rock 064 Stray Cats -  Can't Go Back to Memphis 065 Elvis Presley - Suspicious Minds 066 Suzi Quatro - Can't Trust Love 067 Lost Sounds - There's Nothing   068 Ike & Tina Turner ~ River Deep, Mountain High 069 Neil Diamond - Memphis Flyer 070 Julien Baker - hardline 071 The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion - Memphis Soul Typecast 072 Isaac Hayes  - Groove-A-Thon 073 Otis Clay - Trying To Live My Life Without You 074 Tim McGraw - Don't Mention Memphis 075 Eric Burdon & War - Blues For Memphis Slim 076 Homemade Jamz Blues Band - Blues Train 077 Sweet Knives - I DON'T WANNA DIE 078 Cream - Four Until Late 079 Grateful Dead - Golden Road 080 Huey Lewis and the  NEWS - Function At The Junction 081 The Cramps - I Was A Teenage Werewolf 082 Jesse Winchester_ The Brand New Tennessee Waltz 083 Dorsey Burnette - Tall Oak Tree 084 Field Music - Time In Joy 085 Jay Reatard -  Blood Visions 086 The Rolling Stones - Honky Tonk Women 087 Quintron & Miss Pussycat  - Block the comet 088 Al Green - Let's Stay Together 089 The Mountain Goats - Getting Into Knives 090 Johnny Cash -  Tennessee Flat Top Box 091 Robert Pete Williams & Robert “Guitar" J. Welch - Mississippi Heavy Water Blues 092 MARY JAMES - MAKE THE DEVIL LEAVE ME ALONE 093 Ministry - Mississippi Queen 094 U.S. Bombs - Rocks in Memphis 095 Nazareth - Jet Lag 096 The Bar-Kays - Holy Ghost 097 Ty Segall - Despoiler Of Cadaver 098 His Hero Is Gone - Like Weeds 099 Jerry Lee Lewis - Memphis Beat 100 Generation X =  King Rocker 101 The Doobie Brothers - Wild Ride 102 Bad Company - Whiskey Bottle 103 Black Stone Cherry - When The Weight Comes Down 104 Buddy Miles - Memphis Train 105 Memphis Slim - Rockin' The House (Beer Drinkin' Woman) 106 David Clayton Thomas  - Wish The World Would Come to Memphis 107 Lost Sounds - Better Than Somethings 108 Alice Cooper - Ubangi Stomp 109 Tom Waits -  Don't Go Into The Barn 110 Hank Snow - Music Makin' Mama From Memphis 111 Phil Ochs - Heres to the State of Misssippi 112 Reigning Sound  - Your Love Is A Fine Thing 113 Pixies -  Letter to Memphis 114 Bob Dylan - Stuck Inside of Mobile with the Memphis Blues Again 115 The Colorblind James Experience - Considering A Move To Memphis 116 B.B.King - Rock Me Baby 117 Carla Thomas - B-A-B-Y 118 Aquarian Blood - A Love That Leads To War 119 Nights Like These - Scavenger's Daughter 120 Rufus Thomas - Walking the Dog 121 Clutch -  The House That Peterbilt 122 Lyal Strickland - O Arkansas 123 Don Bryant - How Do I Get There 124 The Sensational Barnes Brothers - Trying To Go Home 125 Squirrel Nut Zippers - Memphis Exorcism 126 Faster Pussycat - Tattoo 127 The Rolling Stones - Memphis Tennessee 128 Alcatrazz -  Sons And Lovers 129 Evil Army - Violence And War 130 Deep Purple - Somebody Stole My Guitar (Purpendicular 11) 131 Dwight Yoakam - Guitars, Cadillacs 132 UFO - Natural Thing 133 Thunderbridge Bluegrass Boys - Tennessee 134 Confederate Railroad - Queen of Memphis 135 The Box Tops - The Letter 136 Jerry Lee Lewis - Night Train To Memphis 137 Reverend John Wilkins - Trouble 138 Phil Lynott - Kings Call (feat. Mark Knopfler) 139 Old Crow Medicine Show - Motel in Memphis 140 Candy Lee- Here in Arkansas 141 Pharoah Sanders - You've Got To Have Freedom 142 Molly Hatchet - Mississippi Moon Dog 143 Rwake - Crooked Rivers 144 CARL PERKINS & PAUL SIMON - A Mile Out Of Memphis 145 Eddie Floyd - Knock On Wood 146 Al Green - Talk to me 147 Mush - Eat the Etiquette 148 PJ Harvey - Memphis 149 EX-CULT  - Clinical Study 150 Isaac Hayes  - Mans Temptation 151 Lil’ Jon & Eastside Boyz - Rep Yo City 152 Rufus Wainwright - Memphis Skyline 153 Stray Cats - 18 Miles to Memphis 154 Amasa Hines - Earth and Sky 155 Joe Henderson -  Back Road 156 Bastard Sons of Johnny Cash - Memphis Woman 157 Norma Jean - Memphis Will Be Laid To Waste 158 Fess Parker - Ballad of Davy Crockett 159 Assjack -  Redneck Ride 160 Brother Andy & His Big Damn Mouth - Social Lube 161 The Replacements - Alex Chilton 162 Ann Peebles - The handwriting is on the wall 163 The Highwaymen -  Big River 164 The Cult - Memphis Hip Shake 165 STEVE EARLE -  Hillbilly Highway 166 The BO-KEYS featuring OTIS CLAY -Got To Get Back 167 Rush - Tom Sawyer 168 Class Of '55: Memphis Rock & Roll Homecoming - Birth Of Rock And Roll 169 Hank Williams Jr - Memphis Belle 170 Sam Moore & Dave Prater - Soul Man 171 Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark - Bloc Bloc Bloc 172 Kenny Rogers & The First Edition  - Just Dropped In 173 Linda Heck - pictures of dead people 174 Carla Thomas - Sugar 175 Three Mafia 6 - Mystic Stylez 176 Osborne Brothers- Rocky Top 177 The Beverly Hillbillies Theme Song 178 Wilson Pickett - Barefootin' 179 Dolly Parton - Jolene 180 Charlie Daniels - long haired country boy 181 The Civil Wars - From This Valley 182 Jill Jack - Gettin' On In Memphis (The Elvis Song) 183 Huckleberry Finn and His Friends - Opening title 184 Dead Cross -  Skin of a Redneck 185 Johnny Cash - I Never Picked Cotton 186 Old Crow Medicine Show -  Wagon Wheel 187 Isaac Hayes  - That love feeling 188 Aretha Franklin - I say a little prayer 189 Little Milton - What Do You Do When You Love Somebody 190 Howlin' Wolf - Spoonful 191 Weird Al" Yankovic - Money For Nothing / Beverly Hillbillies 192 The Oblivians - I'll Be Gone 193 OT Sykes - Stone crush on you 194 The Mad Lads  - Come closer to me 195 The Box Tops - Choo Choo train 196 Bobby Blue Bland - dreamer 197 Wanda Jackson - Rip It Up 198 Junior Parker - Love Ain't Nothin' but a Business Goin' On 199 The Nightingales ft. Tommy Tate - Just a Little Overcome 200  The Louvin Brothers - Satan is real 201 Overture "Big River" - (1985 Original Broadway Cast) 202 Ike & Tina Turner - Shake 203 Playa Fly - fly shit 204 Adia Victoria - Different Kind Of Love 205 Grateful Dead - Tennessee Jed 206 Red Hot Chili Peppers - Backwoods 207 Otis Redding - Tennessee Waltz 208 Nashville Pussy - The Late Great USA 209 The Paperhead - The true poet 210 Tomahawk - South Paw 211 Night Beats - Her Cold Cold Heart 212 Forest of Tygers - human monster 213 LOSS - All Grows on Tears 214 Charlie McCoy - Wayfaring Stranger 215 Dick Stusso - Modern Music 216 Eddie Noack - Aint the Reaping Ever Done 217 Jason & the Scorchers - Greetings From Nashville   218 Jasmin Kaset and Quichenight - A Single Right Word 219  Gospel Keynotes - Give Me My Flowers 220   WEEN - Scrape the Mucus off My Brain 221 Shannon Shaw - Broke My Own 222 The Jesus Lizard - Blue Shot 223 Eddy Arnold    - Tennessee Stud 224 Clutch - Pure Rock Fury 225 Today Is The Day -  Who Is The Black Angel? 226 Hank Williams Jnr - Tennessee River 227 The Dead Weather -  Bone House 228  Every Mother's Nightmare - Long Haired Country Boy 229 Motley Crue - She goes down 230 Waylon Jennings - Tennessee 231 Dolly Parton - Down On Music Row 232 Jello Biafra & Mojo Nixon - Lets Go Burn Ole Nashville Down 233 The Byrds - Nashville West 234 Sharon Van Etten - Every Time the Sun Comes Up 235 Bill Anderson ~ More Than A Bedroom Thing 236 Dottie West - Route 65 To Nashville 237 Intruder - The Martyr 238 Johnny Cash - Smiling Bill McCall 239 Lynard Skynyrd - Workin For MCA 240 The Everly Brothers  - Nashville Blues 241 Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazlewood - Elusive Dreams 242 Nashville Bluegrass Band - Im Gonna Love You 243 Ringo Starr - No-No Song 244 Hank Williams - Hey, Good Lookin' 245 The Lovin Spoonful - Nashville Cats 246 They Might Be Giants - James K. Polk 247 Commander Cody  -  Back To Tennessee 248 Wanda Jackson - Shakin' All Over 249 Nitty Gritty Dirt Band - Grand Ole Opry Song 250 Tomahawk - Flashback 251 Megadeth -  Dystopia 252 Dolly Parton -  Train, Train 253 The Clovers - One Mint Julep 254 Trampled By Turtles - Whiskey 255 Tom T. Hall - Nashville is a Groovy Little Town 256 Muddy Waters - I am the blues 257 Foo Fighters - Congregation 258 Pavement - Strings Of Nashville 259 Joe Ely - Tennessees Not The State Im In 260 Waylon Jennings - Nashville Bum 261 The Charmels - As Long As I Got You 262 Eve Maret - Do my thing 263 SABATON - 82nd All the Way 264 Halfway To Hazard - Welcome To Nashville 265 Nashville Pussy - Go Motherfucker Go 266 Indigo Girls - Nashville 267 Snarls - Walk In The Woods 268 Steeler - Cold Day in Hell 269 Strummin' With The Devil  - Jamies Cryin' 270 spazz gummo love theme 271 The Cramps - Cornfed Dames 272 Saxon -  Solid Ball Of Rock 273 Al Green - Tired of Being Alone 274 Soul Friction - It's Out Of My Hands 275 Today Is the Day - Wheelin' 276 Jackie Lynn - Odessa 277 The Jesus Lizard - Nub 278 Bully - Where To Start 279 Sonny Boy Williamson II - Lonesome Cabin 280 Tomahawk - God hates a coward 281 The Louvin Brothers - Knoxville Girl 282 Tom Waits - Jitterbug Boys 283 The Evil Dead Soundtrack  - Bridge Out 284 Wanda Jackson - Thunder On The Mountain 285 Elvis Presley - Where Do I Go From Here 286 Booker T & the MGs - Back Home 287 Ezra Furman & the Harpoons - American Highway 288 Joe Ely - dream camera 289 Assjack - Tennessee Driver 290 Nashville Pussy  - We Want A War 291 Dwight Yoakam - A Thousand Miles From Nowhere 292 Hank Williams, Jr. - Knoxville Courthouse Blues 293 ZZ Top - My Head's in Mississippi 294 Nitty Gritty Dirt Band -  Honky Tonkin' 295 Dead Weather - Die by the Drop 296 The Black Belles - What can I do 297 Dolly Parton  - Cowgirl And The Dandy 298 The Secret Sisters  - I've Got a Feeling 299 Justin Townes Earle - Aint Got No Money 300 Tomahawk - M.E.A.T 301 Jex Thoth - The Places You Walk 302 Bill Carter - Road To Nowhere 303 Bill Dees (Roy Orbison back vocals) - Tennesse Owns My Soul 304 Karen Elson  - The Ghost Who Walks 305 The Who - Whiskey Man 306 Hank Williams III - Crazed Country Rebel 307 The Lost Sounds - I Get Nervous 308 Big Star - September Gurls 309 ZZ Top - Whiskey n Mama 310 Johnny Cash - God's Gonna Cut You Down 666 Isaac Hayes - Hyperbolicsyllablecsesquedalymistic

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Archie Andrews x Reader

You’re such a cliche

Quality Time

Social Media AU (dating)

Wrong side of the tracks

Enemies to Lovers Headcanons

Cheryl Blossom x Reader

It almost killed me

Private Dance

Jealousy

Comfort

Social Media AU (dating (reader is a messy artist (part 1) (part 2))

Social Media AU (dating and reader is a photographer)

Betty Cooper x Reader

She’s Perfect (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4)

Social Media AU (dating (reader is a photographer)

Asking out Betty Headcanons

Social Media AU (Betty teasing reader about his glasses)

Veronica Lodge x Reader

It’s a quintessential rite of passage

Best Kisser

Promise

Focus On Me

Social Media AU (dating)

Jughead Jones x Reader

Forsythe Jones, what the hell is wrong with you?

Traitor (Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3)

Dating

Hickey Prank

Social Media AU (camera shy)

Social Media AU (dating)

Kevin Keller x Reader 

Social Media AU (best friends)

Sweet Pea x Reader

Independent Study

Only You

Toni Topaz x Reader

Baking Headcanons

Hooked

Social Media AU (dating)

Veronica Lodge x Cheryl Blossom x Reader

There’s No Hiding Now

Hermione Lodge x Reader

The Wrong Time

Betty x Veronica

Study Session

Curious

Fantasies

Veronica Lodge x Chuck Clayton

Fuqboi

Riverdale Crew x Reader

Social Media AU (being friends)

Social Media AU (they always steal your phone)

Truth or Dare

Social Media AU (being Jughead’s sister and a photographer)

Social Media AU (going on a trip with Archie and Jughead)

Social Media AU (photos from Pops)

Social Media AU (lgbt+ of Riverdale)

Riverdale Crew

If the Riverdale crew had Snapchat (Part 1) (Part 2)

Riverdale crew Instagram posts about Carrie

Veronica Lodge’s Instagram (Part 1) (Part 2)

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the list ~ jason blossom; riverdale

word count: 1478

request?: no

description: when you find out that your name has been added to the football player’s “playbook”, jason does everything he can to make things right.

pairing: jason blossom x female!reader

warnings: swearing

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You felt like you were on top of the world. You were class president, your grades were great, you had the best group of friends a girl could ask for, and you were dating the co-captain of the Riverdale Bulldogs; Jason Blossom. You felt like nothing could ever bring you down.

You walked across the courtyard, scanning the tables for Jason. He was sat with his football friends, which wasn’t shocking but you couldn’t help but cringe when you saw them. They may have been Jason’s friends, but you really did not like the football team, not all of them anyways. They weren’t exactly the nicest of people, even to you, but you always tried to be civil with them for Jason’s sake.

Jason spotted you approaching and stood from his seat to greet you with a long kiss.

“Alright, get a room!” Reggie called, throwing food at the two of you.

Jason smiled brightly as he sat down, pulling you down to sit on his lap. He wrapped his arms around you and held you tightly.

“So, how’s Miss. President today?” Archie asked you. “Any new decrees to be made?”

“Presidents don’t make decrees, Arch,” you chuckled. “Even if I could, Weatherbee never lets me make up rules or anything alone. It has to go through him first.”

“What if you disguised it as something innocent?” Chuck asked.

You tilted your head, intrigued by the question. “Depends on what the innocence is covering for? It also has to go through me, remember?”

“The football team is supposed to travel for our next game in about a week, but apparently renting a bus is out of our budget right now,” Chuck started.

“Chuck,” Jason warned, giving him a look over your shoulder.

“No J, I wanna hear his suggestion,” you said. “How can a bus not be in the budget? I thought the football team had a huge budget.”

“We’ve lost so many games that Weatherbee decided to cut our funding,” Jason responded.

“We want to do a fundraiser to make the money for away games,” Chuck explained. “We were thinking using the guise of a friendly car wash in order to get the cheer squad out of their clothes. Half naked hotties will get us so much cash we’ll be able to rent a party bus to the away game.”

You scoffed, shocked at Chuck’s courage. “You have balls to ask me that, Chuck, I’ll give you that, but the answer to that request is no. And if you try to go behind my back and ask Weatherbee yourself, I will let him know what your true intentions are. I won’t let you, any of you, objectify any of the girls in this school.”

The table went quiet. Jason squeezed you and kissed the back of your neck. Reggie began to laugh.

“Your girl has balls, Blossom,” he said.

Chuck merely glared.

~~~~~~

Finding books in your locker was nothing new. Your locker wasn’t far from the gym, so something Jason would store his books there on his way to practice.

So, when you pulled a notebook with a Riverdale High sticker on the cover from your locker, you figured it was one of his. You didn’t even suspect anything sinister when you noticed a sticky note poking out of one of the pages that read “Read Me (Y/N)”.

It wasn’t until you actually opened the page and read the highlighted line that you felt your blood run cold.

“Jason - seduced the class president (10)”

You didn’t know what it meant, but the words “seduced the class president” did not read as something good. You slammed your locker door shut and marched your way to the gym.

The football team was running back and forth around the gym. You could spot Jason from a mile away, his bright red hair making him stick out like a sore thumb.

You walked up to Coach Clayton, who was yelling at the team in a way that Jason always assured you was supposed to be “encouraging”.

“Coach Clayton?” you asked, drawing his attention. “Is it alright if I speak with Jason for a moment? It’s um...official...class president...matters.”

Coach Clayton chuckled. “You don’t have to lie, (Y/L/N), I like you and Jason enough to allow him to step out for a minute. But not too long, okay? He has an away game soon.” You nodded in agreement. “Blossom!”

Jason stopped running and turned to face you and the coach. He smiled as he ran over, his arms open to hug you. You put your hand out to stop him and signalling for him to follow you outside of the gym.

“What’s going on baby?” he asked when the gym doors closed behind you. You shoved the notebook into his chest. “Where did you find this?”

“It was in my locker, with an interesting page highlighted,” you told him. You flipped to the page with the highlighted line and passed it back to Jason. “What is this book, Jason? And what does that mean?”

He read over the line, his eyebrows furrowing together. “Who put this in your locker?”

“Answer my question first,” you snapped. “What is this book, Jason?”

“It’s our playbook,” Jason responded. “We score each other on different things; game related things, dating related things. Basically anything, there’s a score for.”

“So dating me was nothing more than 10 points for you?” you questioned, crossing your arms and glaring at him.

“I didn’t write this,” he told you. “I don’t know who did, there was nothing about our relationship in this before - ”

“Why? Because you were seeing how long this would last? How many points you could get for dating the class president as long as she was the president?”

“What? No! No, (Y/N), I told them not to add you to the book. I don’t know who did this but I’m going to get it taken out and I’ll beat the shit out of whoever made this.”

“Don’t,” you tell him. “Take your 10 points, but just know 10 points is all you’re getting. I’m done.”

You turned and walked away, ignoring Jason’s protests as you went. You had to bite your lip to keep from crying.

~~~~~~

The next day, you walked into Principal Weatherbee’s office and smiled at the receptionist there.

“Hi Ms. Bell, is Principal Weatherbee in yet?” you asked her.

“He’s currently speaking with a few students, but he should be finished soon,” she told you.

As if on cue, the door to Weatherbee’s office opened and Chuck Clayton walked out first. He glowered down at you as he walked past, but you looked down at your feet. You didn’t want to see any of the football boys right now, especially not Chuck.

You looked up in time to see Jason following him, and you were shocked to see he had a black eye. As he walked past you, you stopped him by taking hold of his face.

“What happened?!” you asked him.

“I may have gotten into a fight with Chuck,” Jason said, trying to look away from you. “He was the one who wrote that about you in the book. He wanted to hurt you because you turned down his idea about the car wash, and he wanted us to break up. He said...well what he said about you wasn’t exactly the nicest. I got pissed off and hit him, he hit me back. Coach Clayton broke us up before we could do much more damage.”

You pulled your hand away. “Are you in trouble with Weatherbee?”

Jason shook his head. “We have detention, but that’s about it. He said if it happens again we’ll be kicked off of the football team and suspended.”

“Well, don’t fight anyone else anymore, okay?”

He nodded, and without hesitation he took you in his arms. You let him, burying your head into his chest and taking in his familiar scent.

“I’m so sorry baby,” he told you.

“Don’t be sorry,” you said. “I should’ve listened to you, but I was just so angry when I read it I couldn’t really think straight.”

“I know. That whole playbook isn’t write. I actually told them not to add me to it, just like I said, Chuck just wanted to make you angry.” He looked down at you, noticing the file under your arm. “What’s that for?”

“I came to talk to Weatherbee about the fundraiser for the football team.” You laughed at Jason’s shocked face. “Listen, just because I was mad at you doesn’t mean I don’t want to help the football team. It’s not fair that he’s cutting your funding so back that you can’t even get to games. Just don’t tell Chuck, but I’m proposing a bake sale, not a car wash.”

Jason smiled. “I won’t tell, I promise.”

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IMPRAVIDUS MISCELLANEOUS MASTERLIST

Last Updated: August 5, 2024

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Hook, Line, Sinker - The 355, Mermaid!Graciela/Pirate!Marie

who is that girl i see, staring straight back at me? - Magi: The Labyrinth of Magic, Transfem!Sinbad/Genderfluid!Yunan

The Destruction of Sakiyama Youji - sweet pool, Mita/Sakiyama, inspired by "The Creation of Adam"

MISC CROSSOVERS

i’d rather die than see you suffer - 3rd Life Grian goes back to Hermitcraft

reunion at the observatory - Sebastian Smythe (Glee)!Barry (The Flash) & Santana, ColdFlash

like father like son - William Clayton (Arrow)/Michael Snart (The Flash)

Dichotomous Trio - Barry Allen (The Flash), Sebastian Smythe (Glee), and Chris Stewart (A Mother's Nightmare) are triplets

[CONFIDENTIAL] - Tess Tyler (Camp Rock)/Tim Drake (Batman)

the ci and the cia - Peter POV Neal Caffrey (White Collar)!Bryce/Chuck (Chuck)

so a vampire, vampire, vampire, vampire, vampire, vampire, vampire, and human get kidnapped— - Shadowhunters x My Babysitter’s a Vampire x Carmilla x I Kissed A Vampire x Teen Wolf

sometimes what is, is meant to be - Dean Winchester, Steve Harrington, Stiles Stilinski, Jason Todd, and TommyInnit are HYDRA supersoldiers + Evan Buckley (in progress)

Welcome to the Neighborhood! - Chase (Lab Rats)/Kaz (Mighty Med) College Neighbors AU

rum and coke (minus the rum) - Natalie (Next To Normal) meets Sam Winchester (Supernatural)

facing the monsters of the past - Myra!Clary (Shadowhunters), Myra/Ryan/Skylar (Girl VS Monster) (in progress)

can’t salt and burn a ghost without a body - Ghostbur (Dream SMP) goes into Supernatural

who wants to be God when they could be a firefighter? - Jack Kline (Supernatural) is Evan Buckley (9-1-1)

ghosts and guilt - Lex Foster (Black Friday)/Stiles Stilinski (Teen Wolf) (in progress)

BAD SAMARITAN

Out - Outsider POV of Sean time-traveling from post-movie

CAPTAIN OF KINGS

repercussions of a rainy day - Athelina/Rowan sickfic

CARRIE

Prom Queen - Fix-It

CHUCK

kiss your pain away - Bryce/Chuck fluff and first kiss

CRIMINAL MINDS

penelope wants another kitty - Penemily 5+1 Domestic Fluff and Banter

DESCENDANTS

Poison - Evie/Dark!Mal

DOCTOR WHO

making up for lost moments - Rose in the Eleventh Hour, Rose/11

DR. HORRIBLE'S SING-ALONG BLOG

bad at being bad - Fix-It AU, Billy/Penny

ENCHANTED

Tyson Monroe is dating an actual Fairytale Princess - Tyson Outsider POV of Morgan being a daughter of Andalasia

GAME CHANGER

Ratfish Chat - the Ratfish characters in an actual group chat

HEARTSTOPPER

to love is to be loved - Charlie Amnesia

IT

you took my life with you (took my world with you) - Richie and Patty mourn together

clogging the timeline - Losers on Twitter

LEGALLY BLONDE MUSICAL

two in one shampoo - Emmett and Elle Wedding Planning

ARROWVERSE

cherry chocolate cake - Nate Heywood/Ray Palmer

Solstice - Kara/Lena, Kryptonian culture

LIV AND MADDIE

Feeling the Spark - Voltage, Garrison & Tess First Meeting

MADAME WEB

Audentes Fortuna Iuvat - Cassandra, Julia, Anya, Mattie, Found Family, Post-Canon

MERLIN

Study Date - Merlin & Morgan, Merthur

MIRACULOUS LADYBUG

The Life Swap - Adrien and Marinette Swap Lives (ABANDONED)

Exposed - Truth Akuma Identity Reveal

Snowed In A Supermarket - Accidental Baby Acquisition Snowed In Identity Reveal

Blast From the Future - Emma Agreste Time Travels to the Past (ABANDONED)

The Day After - Outsider POV of Post-Reveal Adrienette

Gifted - AU (ABANDONED)

Protector - Adrien (Miraculous Ladybug) is TommyInnit (Dream SMP)

PUPPY LOVE

Itch - post-canon Max character study

ROOM

Beds and Hot Showers - Post-Canon

SEARCHING

sonata - David Character Study

SINGIN' IN THE RAIN

Good night, my darlings. - Cosmo/Don/Kathy

SPIES ARE FOREVER

a future we’ll never have - Owen/Curt post torture fluff

SPIRITED

Push - Post-Canon Clint Character Study

STARKID

all i wanted was you - The Trail To Oregon! Titty Mitty/Cornwallis

what it means to be wanted - Little White Lie Post-Canon Fix-It, Trans!Tanya & Kevin

STRANGER THINGS

haunted by a past long gone - Keys (Free Guy) is Steve Harrington (Stranger Things)

Steve’s Kids - Steve Harrington (Stranger Things) in 9-1-1

A Day in the Life of Steve Harrington - Outsider POV of Steve (in progress)

SUPERNATURAL

Convalescence - Post-Cage!Sam Outsider POV 5+1

Dean Winchester, loving husband and father - Four times people think Cas and Jack are Dean's wife and toddler.

Are we there yet? - 1000 words of Plotless Sibling Bickering

sam winchester isn’t an idiot - Sam POV of Destiel Time Travelers

Expectations - Dean Character Study featuring Destiel

sweet - Jess/Sam Character Study and Fluff

Syncopated Soliloquies - Human!Cas and Angel!Dean Role Reversal (ABANDONED)

Facade - No Supernatural AU, Serial Killer!John, Destiel

TEEN WOLF

she is (and will be) so loved - Melissa/Chris/Peter, Pregnancy

awesome - Stiles has Frontotemporal Dementia

THE LITTLE MERMAID (2023)

wonderment - Ariel/Eric Post-Canon Fluff

THE MAD ONES

Go Tonight - Fix It, Kelly lives

TRAVELERS

What Could Have Been - Pre-Travelers Canon Rewrite (in progress)

YURI!!! ON ICE

trust - Bucky Barnes is Victor’s dad

rewrite, revitalize, rival - Yuuri and Yuri Time Travel (in progress)

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The Bulldogs bullied Jughead cause he gave them terminal gay/bi panic

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That Night

Part 2

Request: Yes or No

Archie stared at Betty, mind still blank as her words repeated in his head.

What?

When?

How?

You and Sweets were two very different people! You were a jock, you were popular, you were patient and kind. Sweets was a delinquent, he was disliked, and he had the worst temper Archie had ever seen. Archie voiced his thoughts.

"When?"

"They went on a double date with me and Jug towards the last week of summer.." Betty said, fiddling with the sleeves of her sweater.

"If I had known that you liked him, I would've done something but Archie... You aren't single. You have a loving girlfriend!" Betty reminded.

"But.. They're complete opposites.." He mumbled.

"Arch, Sweet Pea has had a crush on (Y/N) since the Serpents joined Riverdale." Betty told him, concern pooling in her soft baby blues.

Did he mean nothing to you?

Was he just a summer fling to you?

Archie shook his head, finally coming back to reality.

"That.. That can't be right, Betty. I mean, they aren't serious, are they?"

"Arch, you really don't wanna fight Sweet Pea." Betty placed a hand on his arm.

"Let's head back and you can sleep on it, okay? We'll talk in the morning." Betty said, heading back with Archie trailing behind. A million thoughts raced through his mind. All of them being about you. He entered his house without a word, going up to his room and falling onto his bed. He closed his eyes but he kept thinking about that night.

You smiled, one hand on the side of Archie's neck while the other held a beer bottle.

"You're a good guy, Archie. You're allowed to feel all these things." You assured, thumb rubbing comforting circles on his jaw. Archie let out a sigh. He really needed to let everything out.

"Thanks for listening.." He watched you nod. You drank the last of your beer, placing the bottle aside. Archie leaned into your touch, feeling a boost of confidence. He leaned forward, surprising you with a kiss that you didn't deny.

Archie didn't wanna believe his eyes. There you were. Sitting on Sweet Pea's bike. Sweet Pea's arms kept you caged against him but you didn't seem to mind, hand tangled in his hair. You laughed, ending the makeout session.

"Are you done sucking each other's faces off?" Reggie asked bitterly, annoyed that you, one of his best friends, had gotten with a Serpent. Archie felt sick to his stomach. All the daydreaming, little thoughts, memories came crashing down. But, he still had hope. There was a good chance that you and Sweet Pea wouldn't last. You still had your differences afterall. You were a Northsider and he a Southsider.

"Woah, that's new. I didn't know Sweet Pea and (Y/N) were a couple." Veronica said, leaning up to peck Archie's cheek.

"How'd you sleep?" She asked. Archie blinked, finally looking away from the two.

"I couldn't.. Had a lot of things on my mind." He replied, the exhausted look in his eyes being evidence enough. Veronica frowned, running a finger down his cheek.

"Like what?" Archie shook his head.

"Nothing important."

"If it's keeping you up, it has to be at least a little important." Veronica had a good point. Archie gave her a small smile, wrapping an arm around her shoulder.

"Don't worry about it." He said, walking towards the school with her.

"Hey, Arch!" Reggie greeted with a smile. You turned your head, looking at him which in turn made Sweet Pea grunt and drop his head onto your shoulder.

"Ronnie." Reggie nodded, voice softer. Veronica only offered a small smile. Archie didn't notice the odd exchange. You gave him a nod.

"You look like shit." You said. Archie's heart jumped from his stomach and back into his chest. You noticed. That was good.

"Yeah, I, uh.. I was up thinking."

"Oh?"

"Can we talk later? About that video game?" Archie asked. You nodded, glancing at Sweet Pea when he pulled you even closer. Archie stopped himself from rolling his eyes. Veronica spotted Betty and headed over, pulling Archie with her.

"Video game?" Reggie repeated, looking at you. Reggie wasn't that dumb. He knew you like the back of his hand. You weren't a big fan of video games and neither was Archie. You looked at Reggie, noticing his stare.

"I'm gonna head inside, Pea." You said. Sweet Pea pouted but the pout disappeared when you pecked his lips. He let you go, jumping into the conversation Fangs and Toni were having. You picked up your backpack, dusting the bottom off as you walked towards the school.

"Since when do you play video games?" Reggie asked.

"Okay, it's not about video games." You admitted, slinging a backpack strap over your shoulder. Chuck joined you guys and Reggie updated him on the situation. Chuck was far from dumb. He couldn't help but laugh.

"Wow, Veronica and Archie's relationship must be shit if they cheated on eachother with you guys." Chuck said, being mindful of the other students.

"Woah, what? You and Andrews?!" Reggie whisper-asked. You nodded.

"I always knew he was a little fruity." Chuck mumbled. You elbowed him in return, rolling your eyes.

"Have you spoken to Veronica?" You asked Reggie, watching his expression drop.

"No... I should've known she was just using me." He sighed. You rubbed his shoulder.

"Josie's still single." You said.

"It's not like that with me and her." Reggie replied, leaning against the lockers as you opened yours.

"Me and Josie are like brother and sister. I don't see her like that. Plus, Chuck has his eye on her." You looked at Chuck with a grin. He smiled in return.

"I'm gonna ask her on a date later." Chuck said. You laughed, shaking your head.

"Be careful with Josie, she'll claw your eyes out with grace." You warned playfully. Reggie and Chuck agreed before going separate ways as the bell rang. Your eyes drifted over to Archie as he entered the school with his friends.

You opened the beer bottle, tossing the cap into your bag to add to the collection. You heard the rumble of a car and turned your head, watching someone pull up and get out of their car. You recognized them as Archie Andrews. He was hesitant, probably not expecting anyone at this time to be at Sweetwater River. You patted the spot beside you, watching him let out a sigh of relief and walk over.

You cleared your throat, closing the locker and heading to class. Sweet Pea didn't know about the hookup and he didn't need to know about it.

Archie waited by the door of your last period cause of course he had memorized your schedule. You finished talking with the teacher and noticed him. You flashed the teacher a smile before walking over to him.

"Hey."

"Hey." You glanced at the other students.

"We should.. Probably talk in a more private area." You said. Archie nodded.

"Yeah, of course." He agreed, following you down the hall and to the courtyard. You sighed, facing him once you were far from other students.

"About that night.." Archie started, fiddling with his fingers. You nodded, urging him to continue.

"I think I fell for you." A beat of silence passed. All that could be heard were the distant chatting and honk of cars from the pick-up and drop-off area.

"What?" You asked, not sure if you had heard him correctly.

"Hear me out, please-"

"Archie, Archie, no..." You shook your head. It couldn't be true.

"You were in a momemt of weakness and you were influenced by alcohol. We both were." You said. Archie grabbed your arms, eyes pleading with you.

"No, you were the first person, other than Betty and my dad, to actually listen to my problems and not make it about you. You're the first guy I've ever slept with and the first guy I've ever felt this strongly about." Archie explained. You opened your mouth but a strong voice cut you off.

"Hey, Andrews, keep your paws off my boyfriend, will you?" Sweet Pea called, walking over. Archie dropped his hands, knowing he shouldn't risk a suspension for fighting on the first week back from break. Then again, it was the first week back from break and most teachers were too tired to give real assignments.

"We were just talking, Sweet Pea." Archie said, glancing at you as Sweet Pea wrapped an arm around your shoulder.

"You don't need to be touching to talk." He glared at Archie. The two still weren't exactly on good terms. You placed a hand on Sweet Pea's chest, looking at him.

"Don't start, Pea." You whispered softly. Sweet Pea stared at you, nodding and pressing a kiss to your forehead.

"Come on, I could really go for a burger." You said with a smile. Sweet Pea chuckled.

"You're worse than Jughead." You scoffed, shaking your head.

"Nobody can eat more than Jughead, trust me." You chuckled. You glanced at Archie one last time before walking away with Sweet Pea.

It wasn't over.

It wasn't.

Archie needed to know if he didn't have a chance. He needed to hear it from you, not from Betty or anyone else. Did you seem happy with Sweet Pea? He didn't know. You didn't seem super in love or attached like Sweet Pea seemed. He felt eyes on him and turned his head, spotting Betty. Archie jogged over to her.

"So? Did you talk? Figure everything out?"

"No, Sweet Pea interrupted us before we could." Archie replied. Betty sighed, rubbing the space between her brows.

"Arch, listen to me, before you deal with (Y/N), deal with Veronica. She deserves to know." Betty was right. She was always right. Archie sighed. Part of him wanted to be selfish and keep Veronica just in case you told him no. The other part wanted to spill everything and come clean.

"Yeah, okay." He nodded. Betty smiled, patting his arm. Archie needed to get you alone so you could talk. Betty nimbled on her bottom lip. She had two secrets from two friends who were together. She didn't know how much longer she could last.

Tags; @nialeesato