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fanfics4all · 5 years

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Request: Yes / No Could you do a co star to lover one with Jordan Conner??? @thegirlallthebadguyswant

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Jordan Connor x Fem!Reader

Word count: 1637

Warnings: Nothing I think

Y/N: Your Name

Y/N/N: Your Nickname

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When I got the call that I got the part as Fangs Fogarty’s little sister, I almost cried! I was told that there may be a possible love interest with Jordan Conner’s character, Sweet Pea. I was totally okay with that, but I was also freaking out since I did have a bit of a crush on him. Who wouldn’t though? He’s insanely attractive. They wanted to see how our chemistry would be. So my first day on set they introduced me to him and it was like instant friendship. He introduced me to the rest of the cast and everyone was so nice!

For the next few months Jordan and I were inseparable. The whole cast shipped us together and would always tease us after a romantic scene. The two of us would roll our eyes and tell them we were just friends, as much as I wanted more, I knew Jordan wasn’t interested. He never showed any signs other than when we were filming.

Today we were filming our first kissing scene today. I went to get my outfit on which was a really cute black crop top, some black shorts, fishnet stockings, and some black heeled boots. Once I was dressed I went to hair and makeup. For makeup, they did a dark smokey eye, a dark red lip, and they straightened my hair. When I got the job they asked me to dye it black and then they put turquoise on the tips, kind of like Toni’s hair.

The backstory of my girl was that I ran away for a year, but when I heard my older brother was shot I did everything I could to get back to Riverdale. My characters name is Ember Fogarty, but most of the Serpents call me Little Fogarty. Toni, Fangs, and Jughead calls me Em. Sweet Pea is the only one that calls me by my name. Well, Fangs calls me by my name, but only when he’s mad. Things were rocky when my character came to the show, because they were all mad that I left. Once I explained that I couldn’t take the hell that Riverdale had become they started letting me back in their lives. Sweet Pea had a crush on my character before she left, and when she came back all his feelings returned. He never told Fangs, he was too afraid of his response. That brings us to today, Sweet Pea was going to confess his feeling for Ember tonight.

“Hey Y/N/N!” Jordan’s voice rang through my ears the second I stepped out of the hair and makeup trailer.

“Hey Jordan.” I said smiling at him. He walked over and wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

“Are you two ready for your big kissing scene?” Vanessa asked and Drew stood next her her making kissy faces at us. I rolled my eyes at them and so did Jordan.

“When are you two going to shut up about shit like this?” Jordan asked.

“When you two finally get together.” Drew said with a wink. Most of the cast new I had a crush on Jordan, Vanessa and Mads being the biggest shippers of us.

“Oh! Are we talking about Jordan and Y/N finally confessing their love for each other?” Madelaine asked coming up to us.

“Ugh seriously guys!” I groaned. Jordan and everyone laughed. We made it onto the set and got ready to film.

“Everyone ready?” The director called out. We all nodded and it was now time to act.

“You could have took my head off Pea!” Fangs shouted and we turned to see the boys messing around with a bow and arrow.

“If you two keep that up you’re gonna kill each other.” I said rolling my eyes.

“Relax sis, you’re stuck with me.” Fangs said as they walked over to us.

“Are you two seriously messing around again?” Jughead asked walking up to us.

“Chill out Jones, we were just having some fun.” Sweet Pea said standing next to me.

“You’ll get yourselves killed.” Jughead said.

“They’re not dead yet.” Cheryl said.

“But they will be soon.” Toni said to her girlfriend.

“Y/N, you of all people should be against this.” Jughead said to me.

“I know, but I can’t exactly stop them.” I said and the boys smirked.

“If you think my little sister is gonna control me then you’re crazy.” Fangs said.

“Whatever, I have a job for you guys.” Jughead said.

“Whatcha need?” I asked and he shook his head.

“Toni, Cheryl, and Fangs.” He said and I looked at him.

“Why not us?” Sweet Pea asked.

“I need people who can sneak, not fight.” He said and the two of us looked at him offended.

“I can sneak!” We said at the same time.

“That reaction is exactly why I don’t need you two.” He said and I rolled my eyes.

“See ya later sis!” Fangs said and kissed my head. They all walked off and I looked at Pea.

“Wanna head back to my place?” He said nodding his head to his place.

“Sure.” I said and we walked over to it. We went inside and Pea plopped down on his bed.

“What’s wrong?” He asked when I didn’t sit next to him like I usually would.

“Well, we don’t have a job right now, why don’t you call Josie?” I asked with a bit of jealousy. His face fell and he looked down.

“Actually Josie and I are finished. She just uses me to forget about her problems for a little while…” He said and it broke my heart. My fist clenched and I wanted to leave and find this girl. How could she not see what she was missing!? Sweet Pea looked up and noticed my sudden anger and smirked.

“Ember, don’t go fighting her for me.” He said and I sighed.

“She deserves it…” I mumbled and his smirk grew.

“Oh really?” He asked.

“Yes! How can she not see what an amazing guy she’s giving up!?” I shouted then my eyes widened, realizing what I said.

“So you think I’m amazing?” He said sitting up on his bed.

“I-I um…” I sputtered and looked at the ground.

“Ember…” He whispered and his hand gently moved to my face. He pulled my face up to look up at him.

“I was only with her to try and get over you. You’re the only one I want.” He said, his breath gently fanning my face.

“W-what?” I whispered.

“I love you Ember Fogarty, I have since we were kids.” He said and I was frozen. He moved his face down and couldn’t help but think ‘It’s finally time’. His lips touched mine and I couldn’t help the beat that my heart skipped, I was so unprofessional. I wrapped my arms around his neck and his free hand found my waist. We were so in the moment of this kiss that we didn’t hear the director yell cut.

“Hey! Lovebirds! Your scene is done!” I heard Cole shout. The two of us pulled away and I bit my lip. Jordan was looking down at me with a smirk.

“Perfect! That was great!” The director said moved to set up another scene. Jordan and I weren’t in it and I rushed off set. I ran into my trailer and I gently touched my lips, I couldn’t shake the feeling of his lips on mine. I sat on my couch and just stared at the wall. Not that long after I heard a knock on my door. I knew who it was so I ignored it.

“Y/N/N!” Jordan called from the other side of my door. I ignored him, I was so embarrassed.

“Come on Y/N, I know you’re in there!” He called and I shook my head. Just keep quiet and he’ll go away.

“Fine, I’ll just let myself in.” He said and my door opened. I looked over and he smiled at me. I felt my face heat up and looked away. The couch next to me sunk down and Jordan placed his hand on mine. I looked over to him and he smiled.

“You ran out of there pretty quickly, am I that bad of a kisser?” He asked and I giggled. I shook my head and his smile grew.

“So why’d you run?” He asked and I looked down at the ground.

“Because that was so unprofessional of me…” I said quietly and he gently pulled my face to look at him.

“What are you talking about Y/N/N?” He asked.

“I got so lost in that kiss! I couldn’t help it…” I said and bit my lip. Jordan smirked and did something that I never thought he would do unless on set. His lips met mine for the second time, but this time it wasn’t an act. It felt real. The kiss felt like it lasted years, but in reality it was probably a minute or two. The two of us pulled apart and we both couldn’t help the smiles on our faces.

“I have to say, I ship us just as much as Mads and Vanessa.” He said and I giggled.

“You’re such a dork.” I said and he winked.

“But I’m your dork, if you’re interested.” He said and I smiled. I pecked his lips and he smiled.

“Since we don’t have any scenes for a few hours, would you like to get some coffee or something?” He asked and I nodded.

“We would probably change.” I said noticing we were still in our costumes.

“As long as we don’t get anything on them I think we should be good.” He said with a wink. He grabbed my hand and we snuck off set to have our first date.

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cactiem · 4 years

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What is Love?.. Baby Don’t Hurt Me

Pairing: Sweet Pea x Nessa Fogarty (OC)

Requested: Nope

Summary: Sweet Pea doesn’t love easily but then Nessa came into his life and changed that.

A/N: I’d just like to thank the amazing @humangrumpycat for beta reading this for me :)

Sweet Pea kept his heart close to his chest with walls surrounding it. Unlike the movies he didn’t wear his heart on his sleeve. He watched first hand at how his parents fell out of love. His dad was always away and his mom found comfort at the bottom of the bottle. He listened to the arguments and the threats of leaving but that was all he could do, listen. Eventually his mom did leave so Sweet Pea had to move in with his grandma. He watched as the world around him fell in love yet he struggled to open up.

Growing up, Sweet Pea kept everyone at arms length. He became a Serpent to help his grandma. What he didn’t tell people was that he also joined them because he wanted a sense of belonging. Sweet Pea thought he created an impenetrable persona yet that was thrown out of the window when he met Nessa.

She didn’t do anything special. She just turned up to where some of the younger Serpents were hanging out having followed her brother, Fangs. Sweet Pea couldn’t deny she was beautiful but that wasn’t what made the walls he built up crack. Nessa had spunk to her, she felt like a breath of fresh air, her smile was enough to brighten up anyone’s day.

Everyday they hung out Sweet Pea could feel a part of him open up. No matter how much he wanted to push her away he could feel himself feel something for his best friends sister. It was Halloween 2016 that they both acted on their feelings for one another. Sweet Pea would never forget that day. That and the day Nessa left.

It was raining, the perfect ambience for how the Serpent was feeling. He was sitting in the Fogarty's living room with Fangs and his mom. They were talking but he didn’t hear anything, all he heard was the rain falling against the windows. This whole thing felt similar to when his mom left. He felt betrayed, he felt lonely, like he wasn’t supposed to be loved.

"I’m sorry." Fangs apologised and Sweet Pea nodded. He wasn’t mad at his friend. It wasn’t his fault. He had lost his sister too. All Sweet Pea could do now was try and mend his broken heart.

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lolabean1998 · 4 years

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This Better Work Part 6

Sweet Pea X OC

Summery; Hey guys, not sure how well this is going to go but I originally put it on Wattpad so its way long, but hopefully its not horrendous. Let me know what you think! So, it follows the story line kind of, it’s not exact but I have tried and it follows my OC Ali as she navigates through the hell that is Riverdale. Whilst struggling with financial, social and romantic difficulties, she has the added pressure of keeping up with school work and bonus of being thrown into the frightening world of the criminal underground.

Side Note; None of the gifs or pictures I use are mine, I’m not talented or smart enough to even begin an attempt at making my own. Thank you to those who have such abilities and if you don’t want me using them then please let me know so I can remove them for you.

Word Count; 5,407 (Give or Take)

Ali hid her bike half a mile from the tattoo parlour where Penny Peabody had set up shop. Sticking to the shadows as she crept silently towards the door. Picking the lock in seconds. Her father had taught her to pick car locks as her mum was always locking her keys inside. Ali tip toed in checking for an alarm system. But this was Southside and Serpent territory, so it was very unlikely.

Thank god for honour amongst thieves, I guess. Who'd be dumb enough to break into the snake pit? Ali thought to herself and she headed cautiously to the office at the back.

On second thought Ali, don't answer that! She chuckled when she remembered that she was probably the only person in the whole of Riverdale dumb enough to do so. She was quick to upload the virus. Making sure to infect all aspects of the computer writing the last of the code to focus on the set files. Once she was satisfied with her work, she quickly crept back to the comfort of the night air. Heaving a sigh of relief when she made it in and out without a hitch.

"OI WHAT ARE YOU DOING." A deep terrifying voice bellowed from a small huddle of bikes across the road that Ali had failed to spot.

"Premature sigh. PREMATURE SIGH!" Ali muttered to herself as her heart rate met speeds that would put her bike to shame. She didn't have much time to plan her escape as 3 ominous figures raced furiously towards her.

Well that’s just fucking great, Of COURSE it's them. Ali hissed internally to herself as the light of a street lamp hit the faces of her attackers. Revealing none other than Sweet Pea and Fangs charging head on towards her.

"Wait why am I still here!" Ali thought aloud leaping into action. Just in time to avoid a large heavy fist swinging mere millimetres from her face. She didn't have time to run from the fight. She had hesitated too long. Leaving her only one option. She was going to have to fight her way out.

She didn’t have any time to thinking before ducking from a second swing. Upper cutting Fangs before he could get another hit in. Landing a perfect jab to his diaphragm winding him instantly. Ali couldn't help but give him a sharp boot to the ribs for good measure. He had tried to hit her twice. It was only fair. One of the two Serpent boys Ali wasn't familiar with grabbed her outstretched wrist pulling her towards him.

Dumbass took the bait! Ali smirked using the momentum of his pull to heave herself up wrapping her legs under his arm and over his shoulder hurtling him head first to the concrete. Swinging herself out the way at the last moment. 1 winded, 1 knocked out.

Keep it up Ali-Cat! She thought. Dodging a fist to the jaw only to be caught in the ribs by a surprise attack from Sweet Pea. Jackass! Ali quickly gave the second Serpent boy a hard kick to the sternum sending him flying back.

However, Fangs was now recovered enough to be back on his feet. Grabbing her leg before she could bring it back to the ground. Ali felt bad for Fangs. But he left her no other choice. She was just about to push herself up to kick him with her free leg. But a large pair of hands landed heavy on her shoulders gripping them tightly. She was defenceless.

Come ON! I don't want to stab you, but I will if I must! Ali gasped exasperatedly in her head.

Ali, determined not to seriously harm her friends, quickly twisted wrapping her hands around Sweet Peas arms kicking up with all the strength she had. Kicking Fangs square in the jaw as her legs cut swiftly through the air. Making their way up over her head and landing heavily on Sweet Peas shoulders forcing him to release the hold he had on her shoulders. Fangs staggered back. His eyes rolling in their sockets before his body dropped to the ground unconscious. Ali wasted no time in throwing her upper body backwards to the ground. Her legs gripping tightly around Sweet Pea. Slamming his back hard against the concrete.

But he was a stubborn boy and could take a hit. His hands gripping Ali's arm as she scrambled to her feet, heaving her back down rolling her to her back before she had a chance to break free. But he slipped up. Missing Ali's free arm giving her just enough time to grab a knife from her holster. Moving the blade to press threateningly against his crotch as the giant straddled her. She had only recently fixed his jacket. She didn't want to be the first one to slice it again.

"You've got some explaining to do!" He snarled, his voice cracked and gravelly. He had just been smashed against the floor.

Ali lay there silently. Pushing the blade harder against the inside of his thigh in response. His eye's searching her masked face. Like he was looking for something. Waiting for the ball to drop. One hand pinning Ali's hand to the ground above her head whilst the other subtly searched her pockets. Ali was so focused on planning her escape she didn't notice him pull her lock picking kit from her breast pocket. Ali could see the realization gradually begin to surface in his eyes. She had to get out of there before he recognized her. Pulling her blade swiftly from his crotch and thrusting the handle full force into the side of his ribs. Angling the blade so the handle wedged smoothly between the ribs as she struck, winding him. Giving her the opening she needed to pull her arm from his death grip punching him hard on the side of his face.

That should be a lovely shiner you fucking tosser. You're lucky I fixed up that jacket otherwise I'd have used the other side of the knife. Bean Pole! Ali huffed leaping to her feet and launching into the race of her life. If she could make it to her bike before Sweet Pea came too, she'd be in the clear! Her feet pounded hard against the ground. Legs blazing and lungs close to bursting as she whipped around the corner. Frog leaping onto her bike throwing on her helmet and taking off in one clean swoop. She tore down the street not wanting to look back. Afraid of what she might see. Her heart was still racing when she crossed the border. Only settling when her bike was safely snuggled in its little shed, with her back in the confines of her home.

"You've got a split lip Ali. Did you walk into something or were you spotted?" Rosie asked the next morning when Ali made her way groggily over to the kitchen island. Her body sore and stiff from all the galivanting of the night.

"Car part dropped as I was fitting it. But yes there was a minor hitch in an otherwise smooth mission." Ali groaned, already practicing her excuse so she wouldn't raise suspicions if she was asked about it. "Poor Fangs. He didn't deserve that last night. We should make cookies or something for him."

"Because nothing says innocent like a guilt basket!" Rosie retorted sarcastically handing her worn out daughter a large mug of steaming hot tea and a full English breakfast.

"You're right. We need a Trojan horse." Ali pondered. The two girls faces lit up into a wickedly innocent smile as Izzy skipped into the kitchen. Freezing when she spotted the concerning glares her mother and big sister were giving her.

"Whatever it is I want no part of it. That look never brings anything good!" Izzy declared edging cautiously to her seat beside her sister.

"Isabelle. My darling dearest little sister." Ali started, her voice sweeter than sugar.

"How would you feel about a sparring session with Sami? We could bring cookies and train this afternoon. I'll teach you any move you like!" Ali offered batting her eyelashes pleadingly. Izzy had to fight the urge to leap in the air in celebration. Instead opting to play it cool even if it went against every fibre of her being.

"Since you asked so nicely. I guess it wouldn't hurt to fit in some extra practice." Izzy agreed calmly. Play it cool Izz. Play it cool. She thought fighting the grin that was tugging ferociously at her lips. It was no use. Less than a second after she had spoken her face was set alight by the happiest grin ever seen. Way to play it cool Isabelle!

"Hey Mamma Fogarty. We were just wondering if Sami was up for a sparring session? Ali promised to teach us some of her moves since we did so well with our science project!" Izzy asked politely. Handing the tall, dark skinned woman a large box of cookies.

"You my dear, have perfect timing. They're just round the back sparring now." Mamma Fogarty smiled pointing the girls in the direction of their friends. "He does this every time he gets into a scuffle."

"Thank you Mamma Fogarty. Enjoy the cookies!" The girls called jogging around the corner to find Sami trapped in a headlock with Fangs ruffling up her already frizzy hair.

"SWEEP HIS KNEE AND SLAM INTO HIS SIDE TO KNOCK HIM OVER!" Ali instructed. Laughing at the panicked expression that flicked over Fangs' face as he crashed into the long grass beneath him.

"Nice job kiddo. That'll teach him for messing with the hair!" Ali grinned coming to a halt beside Fangs. Looking down and waving sarcastically down at him.

"You're such an ass sometimes Ali. Did you know that?" Fangs mocked grabbing the back of her knees and heaving them towards him sending Ali toppling over. Pulling a nervous squeak from her as she landed heavily beside him.

"Ali said she's going to teach us some of her special moves. Want to join?" Izzy grinned re-plaiting Sam's wild, untameable hair.

"Oh cool! Can you teach us the arm swing thing? The one where you grab their arm and pull yourself to wrap around their shoulder? Can we learn that one?" Sam asked eagerly, an enthusiastic beaming glow flooding her face.

"If Fangs is up for helping then hell yes. It's one of my favourites!" Ali winked helping Fangs to his feet. The boy sighed heavily but nodded in agreement. A dark bruise already making its presence on his face known from the spot Ali had kicked him the night before. Sorry Fangs! Ali thought getting a clear view of the full extent of his injuries.

"You sure you're up for it, you look like shit!" Ali remarked as they got into position.

"Shut up Ali. I look like shit 'cos I got in a fight last night. You just look like shit!" He quipped with a cheeky grin. "At least I have an excuse!"

"Fuck you Fangs. I was going to go easy on you. But now you're just asking to get your ass whooped!" Ali defended playfully. Unaware of the extra pair of eyes observing from the cover of the surrounding trees.

Izzy and Sam watched eagerly as Ali took them step by step through the move. Allowing them to practice on her first so she could give them the necessary pointers before they practiced on Fangs. For someone who'd had recently had his ass kicked he showed no signs of weakness. If anything, it looked like he was enjoying the extra practice. Even getting to practice the move and try out a few counter-moves on Ali.

The girls had just finished perfecting their third new move when the figure that had been watching from the shadows decided to come forwards into the light.

"This looks like fun. Mind if I join in?" The voice called gruffly.

"SWEET PEA!" Izzy cheered running over to throw her arms around his waist in a hug.

"Of course you can! The more the merrier!" She beamed skipping back alongside him, making his face crack into the smallest of smiles.

"Can I try out the new moves Ali taught me on you?"

"Sure kid. Let's see what you've got!" Sweet Pea agreed. Bracing himself ready to be thrown, pushed and pulled to the ground. Grunting and groaning with each landing and giving the little girl pointers where possible.

"Hey, now that Sweet Pea's here you can show us how to defend against two opponents." Sam piped up, looking hopefully up at the older trio stood in front of her. Fangs shrugged, nodding in agreement turning to Sweet Pea awaiting his answer.

"I'm up for it if Ali is. We're all friends here." Sweet Pea paused turning to Ali, a knowing look in his eye.

"Aren't we Ali?" He finished, twitching an eyebrow at her daringly.

"Yeah sure, why not?" Ali smiled nodding in agreement.

"What could possibly go wrong!" She muttered sarcastically under her breath moving into position, ready to be attacked by the two boys for the second time in less than 24 hours. This time it was Sweet Pea to make the first move. Lunging forward to sweep her leg. Ali jumped out the way just in time. Grabbing his arm and using it to pull herself up to wrap around his chest trapping his arm between her powerful legs. Twisting herself to the side using her body weight to hurl the giant into his friend knocking the pair down like a set of bowling pins.

"That was awesome!" The two girls cheered giving the boys and Ali a round of applause as they got to their feet.

"Could've done with this yesterday huh Sweet Pea." Fangs joked helping Sam perfect her stance and hold on Ali.

"Took the words right out my mouth." Sweet Pea muttered scowling suspiciously at Ali.

This was a bad idea. This was a very bad idea! Ali cringed.

"What happened yesterday?" Sam asked curiously, helping Ali back to her feet ready for Izzy's turn. Ali felt the question slam into her like a bus. This couldn't get any worse.

"Caught someone breaking into serpent territory late last night and got our ass kicked by crazy Ninja moves like these." Fangs sighed defeatedly, the disgust of his defeat evident in his voice.

"Reckon they just got lucky." Sweet Pea baited glancing slyly over at Ali, registering the eye roll she gave his comment.

"I don't know Bean Pole. They certainly managed to give you a rather nasty black eye." She replied flicking her eyes over the deep purple bruise spreading over his eye. Her gaze breaking as she hurtled towards Fangs by Izzy's forceful swing. Ali coughed a little as she sat up feeling slightly winded, accepting the hand being offered to her. Regretting it almost immediately when Sweet Pea heaved her up pulling her uncomfortably close to him as he leant to whisper in her ear. Placing something in her hand.

"You've got some explaining to do!" He whispered glancing down to the silver writing embossed on the pale blue lock picking kit in her hand that read 'H.M'. Ali swallowed hard in a desperate attempt to drown the panic that had risen in her throat. It just got worse.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Ali replied casually. Stepping back smiling her signature smile and moving ready to teach the girls another move. The group spent the next few hours practicing moves and counter moves. With Sweet Pea keeping a very close eye on Ali.

"Ok, if you boys don't say it I will." Ali panted lying on her back in the long grass. Her cheeks flushed and head sweaty. "I'm absolutely shattered. Everything hurts and if I don't eat something soon, I'm afraid I'll eat Fangs." Ali half joked as her stomach gave a low grumble, making the team chuckle.

"Hey why me? Why not Sweet Pea? He's much bigger than me!" Fangs questioned sounding rather hurt by her suggestion, turning on his side to face his exhausted friend.

"Sweet Peas are poisonous. I'm starving not stupid. Sorry Fangs." Ali replied sympathetically before looking him over and licking her lips mockingly.

"Right Pop's it is. We can take the truck. Ali you can catch a lift with the poisonous plant. I don't feel safe being in a confined space with you right now." Fangs laughed rising to his feet and fetching his jacket and keys from the pile by the trailer.

"Come on Ali, the sooner you eat the better. You look like hell." Sweet Pea teased offering her a hand up. Scowling when she slapped his hand away.

"Last time you did that it was a trap!" Ali scorned struggling to pull her lifeless limbs into action.

"Just take the help Ali. It's becoming painful to watch." Sweet Pea coaxed smirking at her repeated failed attempts of standing. Ali huffed but took his hand only to heave him to the ground. Smiling smugly at his unamused expression.

"There, now you don't have to watch!" Ali chirped happily, rolling onto her hands and knees so she could scramble up leaving Sweet Pea in the grass. "I'll leave you here if you want."

"Oh yeah and how are you going to leave when I have your keys?" Sweet Pea asked smugly. Jingling a set of keys with a bright blue letter A hanging from them. Ali’s eyes squinting irritably for a second. Quickly returning to its previous proudly smug expression, throwing Sweet Pea completely.

"Simple," Ali chimed smugly. "I'll take yours!" She grinned waving his own set of keys back at him.

"You're dead!" He growled playfully, leaping to his feet and grabbing Ali's waist before she could make a run for it. Throwing her over his shoulder and swiping the keys from her hand.

"Did you just squeak like a mouse? Ali-Cat, more like Field Mouse!" Sweet Pea scoffed carrying her over to his trailer where his bike was parked.

"I'll dig my claws in if you carry on insulting me like that!" Ali threatened playfully. Trying to wiggle her way out of his grip.

"Oh no you don't. Not after that comment. You can stay there and think about what you've said!" Sweet Pea scolded slapping her ass hard as he spoke. Smirking when she squeaked at the contact.

"That's fine I've got something to keep me occupied anyway." Ali teased resting her head in her hands to stare at his ass.

"Harley Masters, are you staring at my ass?" Sweet Pea inquired playfully. Waving to Jughead who was watching in confusion as they passed his trailer. Ali's eyes flew wide open and her heart rate increased tenfold at her full name. How did he know. She immediately began trying to swing out of his hold. But he had her in a firm, unbreakable grip.

"How the-? What in the Hell did you just say?!" Ali demanded. Her brows knitted into a furious blend of panic and confusion.

"You heard!" Sweet Pea replied smugly placing her on the back of his bike and handing her his spare helmet.

"Izzy told me all about your nickname. About how it took you ages before you could pronounce your R's properly. How you used to say Haly instead of Harley." Sweet Pea teased putting his helmet on.

"That's what you meant earlier." Ali exclaimed. "You seriously confused me!"

"Ali what are you talking about?" Sweet Pea asked frowning.

"When you said I had some explaining to do..." Ali trailed off, avoiding Sweet Pea's leg as he swung himself on in front of her.

"Oh that. I already know what the H.M stands for. What I don't know is why you broke into Peabody's place. Hold on tight!" He called not giving Ali a chance to reply. Speeding off just as she wrapped her arms around his waist. The feeling of her hands clinging to his shirt made it very hard to concentrate as he whipped and weaved his way to Pops. Ali's mind to busy racing with an endless list of possibilities to notice what she was doing to him. What does this mean? Are Mum and Izzy going to get beaten up? Killed? Did he tell her? How did he know? What have I done? Why am I still on his bike? She felt like her mind was about to explode.

By the time they arrived at Pops she was in full panic mode. Pulling off her helmet to reveal her bloodless face. Panic overwhelming her eyes. Sweet Peas eyes widened when he saw the fear coursing through her body sending her into small scale convulsions. Making her very uneasy on her feet when she climbed gingerly off his bike. Her centre of balance was so uneasy, he had to catch her before she fell over. Helping her back over to lean on his bike for support.

"Ali relax I'm not going to say anything. I just want to know why. Nothings going to happen. Hell, I'm even willing to look past the fact that you pulled a knife on me." He comforted rubbing her back and pulling her into a gentle hug.

"You sure you're not going to tell Penny?" Ali asked tentatively. She wasn't so worried for herself they could do what they wanted with her. As long as they left her family out of it.

"And you're not mad about the knife?" She looked up hesitantly up feeling ridiculously pathetic.

"The knife? No that was just self defence. The black eye however... that, I'm going to be coming back too." He joked stroking her hair, looking deep into her puppy eye's. Feeling his heart melt with every second she was with him. Ali scowled giving him a playful shove and standing up straight again.

"I found out what she was making my Uncle do and we can't afford to get caught up in anything. So I figured if she didn't have anything on him then she couldn't black mail him anymore." Ali explained, technically she hadn't lied. Just not told the whole truth.

"And you thought that was the night to do it?" He asked as they made their way into Pops. Smiling at the familiar ring of the bell as they entered.

"Look who finally decided to show up!" Fangs called dramatically as the pair joined the group at the booth in the far corner.

"I've been stuck listening to reruns of how I got my ass kicked yesterday. And this morning!" Fangs scowled crossing his arms and turning his nose away like a drama queen.

"Man up Fangs! You're turning into a Northsider. Got your ass kicked twice in less than 24 hours and now your acting like a spoilt brat. Carry on like this and you'll be joining Ali for cheerleading practice!" Sweet Pea sassed slumping down beside his best friend.

"Ouch Sweet Pea. Even I felt the sting on that." Ali exclaimed smiling at Pops when he handed the group their milkshakes.

"You were supposed to. Cheerleaders are just preppy little bitches. It's pathetic really. All you do is bounce around grinning all the time." Sweet Pea mocked with a smirk.

"Oh yeah. I'd like to see you throw a human being in the air and catch them without damaging them, yourself and looking amazing whilst doing all that." Ali defended raising a daring eyebrow at the Serpent.

"Thank you, Izzy, for ordering for us. It was very nice of you." She smiled turning to her little sister who was watching intently whilst she slurped her chocolate milkshake.

"No worries, but how did you know it was me?" She questioned.

"You're the only one crazy enough to tolerate spending enough time with these clowns to know their order." Sam and Fangs elaborated in chorus before bursting into hysterics at their perfect sync.

"What can I say?" Izzy shrugged nonchalantly. A playful twinkle beaming in her eyes.

"I've got clowns to the left of me, jokers to the right. Here I am. Stuck in the middle of you!" She sang motioning either side of her to the rest of the group making everyone laugh and Ali choke on her drink. The group watched in frozen horror for moment as Ali battled against the desperate force trying to spit her drink. But after a moment struggle, she swallowed the drink with ease.

"At least now we know Ali doesn’t spit she swallows." Fangs commented nonchalantly sending everyone into another fit of giggles.

Pops placed their order on the table once they had all calmed down. Giving Ali and Sweet Pea a knowing glance before handing Izzy a 10-dollar bill.

"What was that?" Ali asked suspiciously before taking a large bite of her burger. Her gaze fixed on her little sister as she tucked the money into the arm pocket of her jacket.

"Nothing just tip money." She shrugged innocently. But Ali knew there was something else going on. She was her sister after all.

"Uh huh sure it is." Ali nodded sarcastically before several waving hands caught her eye distracting her. Sweet Pea saw the focus completely disappear from her face the second the waving hands caught her attention and couldn't help but laugh.

"Is she always like this?" He asked watching as she ushered the group over to the table.

"Like what?" Izzy questioned through a mouthful of cheese burger.

"Easily distracted." He elaborated before scowling at Ali as she shuffled him over to the wall so Jughead, Betty and Cheryl could join.

"Only when she’s trying to ignore something at the back of her mind." Izzy replied truthfully. She knew exactly what was playing on Ali's mind. The only problem? Ali didn't.

The group spent the rest of the evening debating over the black hood and enjoying milkshakes, cheesy bites and fries. Ignoring the lingering unanswered questions and looming cloud of doom making its way closer and closer to their side of town.

"You'll never guess what's happened!" Cheryl exclaimed the second Ali took her seat in Chemistry making her jump a little.

"Oh god! What happened? Did Archie do another stupid thing again?" Ali moaned with a heavy sigh, unaware of the person sat behind them.

"Hey! What did I do to you?!" Archie gasped throwing a ball of paper at her head in mock offense.

"OUCH!" Ali cried sarcastically. A smirk spreading across her red lips as she threw it back.

"Sorry Arch but you have been a dumb ass lately." Ali replied before turning back to Cheryl who looked as if she was about to burst.

"Southside High got shut down so now the scumbag Snakes are being sent here!" She raged making several students jump at her sudden outburst. The thought of the serpents coming to Riverdale High sent butterflies to her stomach and she couldn't figure out why. Some of them were her friends sure but that wouldn't cause this surely? Cheryl's continuous bitching pulled Ali from her daze.

"Chill Cheryl, they aren't that bad. You got along with Fangs and Sweet Pea sort of. Ali grimaced a little at her words and the memory of Cheryl hanging out with her and the Serpents at Pops. Everything is going to be fine." Ali reassured her but she knew that come the next day, it would all go sideways. Chaos would rain down on them all.

Cheryl spent the rest of the day whining about the Serpents and how they were going to ruin the school. It was after all, a sanctuary from her home life.

"Oh God. Why do you like the cat that ate the canary?" Ali groaned when she walked into the girls changing room. Only to discover the Vixens already in gear and rallied with Cheryl who was looking very pleased with herself.

"Because my dear Ali-Cat, me and Reggie have come up with a solution to our little dilemma." Cheryl chirped before heading out with the rest of the cheerleading squad in quick procession.

"Oh, dear god! Of all people why Reggie?" Ali whined as she quickly threw on her cheerleading uniform. Chasing after the team of preppy teens about to pick a fight with the biggest gang in town as soon as she was dressed.

"Too late." Ali huffed as she darted down the corridor to where Cheryl and Toni were standing toe to toe. She was just about to jump in to defend the Southsiders. To at least give them a chance but Principle Wetherbee beat her too it. Cheryl and Reggie lead their crowd of puppets away whilst Jughead led the Southsiders down the corridor to the common room, passing Ali as they went.

"I told you when it came down to it, she was a Northsider." Sweet Pea muttered to Fangs as they passed her. His eyes scanning her uniform as they passed.

That rat bastard! The little git thinks I'm siding with Cheryl! Ali gasped internally, watching as they disappeared around the corner.

It didn't take long for Ali to find an opportunity to redeem herself in the eyes of the Serpents. She was sat in the cafeteria talking to Varchie and Bughead about the happenings over the holidays. Laughing at the awful puns Jughead kept adding in. He seemed to be happy for the first time in a while and Ali hoped this would last forever. Queue Reggie and his team of meat heads.

"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" He snarled as the Bulldogs slowly surrounded the leather bound, snake tatted table.

"This can't be anything good." Ali grumbled before standing up and strolling casually over to the table. Watching as Sweet Pea's jaw clenched, his fists balled up to the point where his knuckles were turning white.

"Back off mutt. We don't want your fleas." Sweet Pea snarled squaring up to Reggie. His gaze stone cold as he stared down the preppy jock.

"Really Reginald? This is what you do with your spare time? Pick fights with poisonous flowers?" Ali sighed looking very unamused as she pushed herself between the two testosterone fuelled boys.

"Stand down Mantle the Magnificent before you become Mantle the Mauled to death." She warned feeling rather annoyed at his arrogance.

"And you can wipe the smug grin off your face too Sweet Pea. Picking a fight on the first day isn't a very clever start is it?" Ali called him out without even needing to turn around to see his smug expression. His heart was racing faster than he thought possible and he couldn't believe his eyes.

"Sorry Princess did we disrupt your fine dining?" Sweet Pea quipped giving her a smirk and a wink as he sat back down in his chair. He could never pass up the opportunity to tease her. Ali rolled her eyes at his silly little remark and turned to leave. But just as she was about to, a large warm hand wrapped around her wrist pulling her backwards.

"You look good in that uniform you should wear it more often." Sweet Pea whispered, his lips brushing her ear as he spoke flooding her body with butterflies. His hand was warm against her skin and she could feel the heat radiating off his muscular body. He released her hand allowing her to stand up straight. Only to grab her hands and pull her closer again.

"Ali you're freezing." He claimed his voice filled with genuine concern as he searched her eyes. She smiled her usual bright smile shaking her head with a light chuckle.

"Pea I'm always like this. You're just freakishly warm." Ali smiled pulling her hands away and turning to walk back to her table. As for the uniform My eyes are up here, so keep them there. She warned playfully pointing to her smoky eye shadow and bright blue eyes.

"Wait!" Sweet Pea instructed stopping her in her tracks. She turned around slowly to see why he had stopped her from going back to her friends again.

"You're going to freeze to death, and I need you to do a paint job on my bike later. This should keep you warm." Sweet Pea stated pulling a large black hoodie from his bag and handing it to Ali. Who only put it on after a stern raise of his eyebrow.

With a reluctant huff she made her way back to her table. Who does this kid think he is? I don't need his charity.

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randomestfandoms-ocs · 4 years

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songs: holy by zolita // choke by idkhbtfm // boy by little mix // keep me high by adaline // dead things by emiliana torrini // friends go by maggie lindemann // capsize by frenship // cool kids by echosmith // live while we're young by one direction // broken by lovelytheband // blood in the cut by k flay // (love u mads)

Holy: hm I think maybe Rosebud Reynolds x FP (Worship your body as you walk my way // You're the only one who can make me pray)

Choke: Amethyst Andrews especially wrt Alice Cooper (If I could burn this town // I wouldn't hesitate // To smile while you suffocate and die // And that would be just fine)

Boy: definitely the Martin sisters - Lydia’s POV on Ari and Brett and Ari’s POV on Lydia and Aiden (See what you're worth girl // Look what you've got // He knows you're out of his league // If he likes it or not)

Keep Me High: June McLaughlin x Klaus Hargreeves (Can you keep me high, high love?)

Dead Things: Natasha Reyes x Derek Hale (You're like me // We're both alone // What's the problem // I don't know)

Friends Go: Amethyst Andrews x Sweet Pea, particularly around chapter 18-19 (White jacket, white pills // Told me I would feel better // But now, you ain't here // Will I ever feel better?)

Capsize: lmao definitely Elsa Lahey (Capsize, I'm first in the water // Too close to the bottom // I'm right back where I started // Said I'm fine)

Cool Kids: Presley Palmer & Cheryl Blossom (They're driving fast cars // But they don't know where they're going // In the fast lane, living life without knowing)

Live While We’re Young: Sophie DuGray & Logan Huntzberger (Let's go crazy, crazy, crazy 'til we see the sun // I know we only met but let's pretend it's love // And never, never, never stop for anyone // Tonight let's get some and live while we're young)

Broken: Jewel Cooper x Fangs Fogarty x Sweet Pea (There's something tragic, but almost pure // Think I could love you, but I'm not sure // There's something wholesome, there's something sweet // Tucked in your eyes that I'd love to meet)

Blood In The Cut: OOF HOLY FUCK THIS IS AMETHYST ANDREWS AS FUCK AND LIKE NGL THIS FITS ALL OF HER POLY SQUAD RELATIONSHIPS ESP AT THE END OF S2 (The boy I love's got another girl // He might be fucking her right now // I don't have an apartment // Thought if I was smart I'd make it far // But I'm still at the start

(ily too

Send me a song and I’ll tell you which OC(s) it fits best

#ask #answered #avengiers #*song association

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waterloou · 5 years

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HELLO ALL!!!!

Welcome to the first oc extravaganza Saturday!!!!!

Every Saturday, the five ocs that are submitted/I pick are made into a banner and given lots of love!!!

OCs:

Aurora “Rory” Jones created by @princesweetpea

Character Intro

Moodboard-Reggie and Rory

Fic: I found- Sweet Pea x Rory (a definite fic rec!!!!)

Rory is snarky, smart, strong, and easily lovable! Go give her some love!

Brooks “Apollo” Madison created by @vannahsunshine

Asks: 1

Playlist

Nooks playlist

Character re-introduction

Featured in: 1 2 3 4

Apollo is baby. He’s a very tall man who loves animals and his girlfriend and doin tattoos n shit. He’s v lovable and a good friend and an all around happy person. Go give him some love!

Marina Moretti created by @humangrumpycat

Character Introduction

The Swosie Project 1

Fic: Petty Posse

Wip

Blurb: (includes another oc named whist)

‘You know, you used to be a badass when we were in high school,’ Marina says. ‘Alice Smith: eldest daughter of Tabatha Smith, leader of the girl serpents, protested against the serpent dance. And twenty-six years later, you just stand there as your daughter does the dance. What happened to you?’

‘You are not allowed to be mad at me, Alice,’ Marina states. ‘You ditched us, out of the blue. You packed your shit and you left. Your mother was heartbroken, wondering if it was her fault. Your little sister tried to fill that void to the point where she had to spend some years in rehab. You disappeared, and then we were all introduced to Alice Cooper.’

‘We had to deal with someone we grew up with, trashing the Southside on a weekly, if not daily, basis. You’re part of the reason why Mayor McCoy was all over our business, why sheriff Keller kept sending patrol cars to our neighborhoods, why so many of the Southsiders were fired from their jobs on the Northsiders because Northsiders “don’t want to be associated with our kind”, and tonight you just walked back in as if nothing changed.’

‘Well, that was an… interesting night.’

Marina hums. ‘Poor girl.’

The tall man shrugs, digging in his pockets for his keys. ‘I guess she wasn’t in for the gauntlet.’

‘I wonder if she ever knew about that, Whist,’ Marina mentions. ‘I mean, we haven’t seen a girl do that dance for at least five years because of the gauntlet.’

Whist nods, swinging his left leg over his motorcycle.

‘Perhaps whoever brought up the dance didn’t want her to know that,’ he says.

‘Must’ve been Byrdie,’ Marina speaks. ‘That old tramp.’

Whist chuckles as he puts on his helmet. ‘Don’t start a catfight, not when I have to go.’

Marina cackles as she pats Whist on the back.

‘Drive safe. Say hi to Sylvia and the kids for me!’

As he drives off, Marina looks to her right, taking in the blonde girl from earlier that night as she sees a boy walking up to her.

Marina slowly makes her way to her car, taking short glances at the two as their conversation’s turning sour.

‘Betty, if you stay, I don’t know if I can protect you anymore,’ Marina hears him say, causing her to roll her eyes.

‘Yup, definitely a Jones,’ she mutters to herself.

‘That’s not your decision to make,’ she hears the girl say back.

Marina’s lips curve into a small smile.

‘And definitely a Smith.’

Marina drops her bag in the trunk as she hears the couple break up, walking to the front of the car, watching the boy walk away, leaving the girl in tears.

‘Betty!’

The girl turns to her, wiping her tears as she sees Marina.

‘You need a ride home?’ Marina asks.

Betty looks around her, treading closer to Marina.

‘I was hoping my mom would still be here,’ she confesses.

Marina sighs. ‘I’m afraid she left about twenty minutes ago.’

Betty nods, placing her hands on her bare arms.

‘I really don’t mind dropping you off,’ Marina states. ‘I’m sure Sweet Pea’s still busy bringing FP home, so I’ve got time.’

‘Sweet Pea?’ Betty says with furrowed eyebrows. ‘Are you his mother?’

Marina chuckles. ‘Godmother,’ she answers.

Betty takes one more look around her before she steps to the passenger’s side.

‘I live on Elm Street, with the red door.’

Marina can kick my fuckin teeth in like this lady is a fuckin unapologetic badass and I love her so much! Go give her some love!!

Mateo Fogarty created by @southsideswangz

Character Introduction

Character masterlist(including another one of their ocs, axel)

Mateo is such a good brother (and also part of the inspiration for my own older brother oc for fangs). He’s so helpful to his family and just an all around amazing dude! Go give him some love!

Ruthie Soh-Peterson created by @s-s-southsideserpentine

Masterlist-various fics, a lot including Ruthie

Playlist

Character tag names to search: ruthie inspo, sweet pea x ruthie, oc: ruthie, my oc, little brother!sweet pea, sweet pea x oc, fp jones x oc

Ruthie is the first oc I really got to interact with and she made me change sweet pea’s whole background(originally I had him living with his grandma) because I loved her so much. She’s strong, witty, (a perfect BFF for my oc Dante) and always well written. Go give her some love!

Check out OC Extravaganza Saturdays

#ocextravaganzasaturdays #s-s-southsideserpentine #southsideswangz #princesweetpea #vannahsunshine #humangrumpycat #my bitter half #oc: brooks ‘apollo’ madison #oc: aurora ‘rory’ jones #oc: mateo fogarty #oc: marina moretti #oc: ruthie soh-peterson #riverdale ocs #betty cooper #sweet pea

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redhairdontcare732 · 5 years

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Fangs Fogarty X Jones! OC

Author’s Note: Slight backstory, Jean Jones is the twin sister of one Jughead Jones. Oh, I also don’t own any characters except for her, nor do I own any picture/media used!

Jean’s POV:

“Girl, you’re delusional. Everyone can see the way that you two pine for each other except for you two airheads”, Toni groaned. My other friends nodded vigorously in agreement from their various spots in the student lounge. Cheryl was perched next to Toni on the loveseat they shared, Betty on the opposite end of the couch I sat on, and Kevin in a chair nearest to my end of the couch.

“I am so beyond tired of this discussion. There’s nothing left to say TT, Fangs does not see me that way! I’m so over you guys ganging up on me about this”, I snapped back. Ever since the Southside students had been moved to Riverdale High I not only had to deal with Toni’s incessant meddling into my relationships (or lack thereof) with one Fangs Fogarty, but now Kevin, Cheryl, Betty, and all my other northside friends had hopped on the bandwagon. When Jug and I found ourselves at Southside High, I was immediately drawn to the Serpent gang and was accepted much faster than my dopey brother. I clicked with all the young Serpents, but instantly found myself falling for a certain tall, dark, and handsome Serpent. Fangs and I were definitely closer than myself and any of the other gang, but to my extreme disappointment I’d never felt like he viewed me as anything other than a friend. I mean, he was naturally a very flirty person, and I was a notorious cuddle bug so it was only natural that I would end up in his arms or lap more often than not. Honestly, I pretty much ended up in everyone’s lap at some point, evidenced by the way my legs were draped across Betty’s lap at this very moment.The way he acted around me was no different than with any of the other young serpents. According to everyone else, he was just as obvious as I was with his “feelings”, but I think that they all just saw what they wanted to see. Confiding in Toni about my feelings was turning out to be the biggest mistake I'd ever made.

Thankfully, I was saved from whatever snarky comment Cheryl was clearly thinking up by Jug, Fangs, and Sweet Pea walking into the lounge. My friends knew better than to say anything in front of the boys, but for good measure I shot them all a death glare. The guys all settled in, greeting everyone; Jughead perched himself on the arm of the sofa Betty and I shared, giving her a quick peck in way of greeting. Sweet Pea sat on an empty chair near Toni and Cheryl (or as I called them, Choni), and Fangs took up the spot between Betty and I. I lifted my legs so that they were laying across the handsome boy’s lap instead, who responded by casually throwing an arm over my shoulder. Instinctively, I scooched in closer to him, finding comfort in his broad chest as his arm began to trace delicate circles on my bare shoulder.

“And how are my favorite people doing on this fine day?”, he asked, looking around at the group. I rolled my eyes, trying to ignore the butterflies I felt bubbling up in my stomach at his gentle touch. I also avoided looking at any of my annoying friends; I didn't even have to look to know that they were giving me that stupid look. Everytime Fangs and I made any type of physical contact (which was often, given our personalities) they all sent the same smug look. It made me want to smack them. As if they knew everything about our friendship just because they were around. Please. Although, I found it difficult to be too angry when the guy I was secretly in love with was sitting so close to me and rubbing his fingers up and down my bare arm.

“Jean?”, I heard my twin speak up, pulling me from my thoughts.

“Mhm, yeah?”.

“I asked you if that's my flannel”, he stated simply, eyebrow raised. I looked down to the flannel I'd grabbed this morning and tried around my waist, and shrugged.

“Probably”, I replied, unfazed. Cheryl rolled her eyes.

“Classy”, she said teasingly as I felt the soothing vibrations of Fang's chuckle on my side.

“What? It was the closest shirt available. You guys know I don't do mornings”, I shot back good naturedly.

“Oh please, you wouldn't care what you wear regardless of the time of day”, Toni laughed. I giggled. It was true; I was notorious for my extensive collection of oversized t-shirts and ripped jeans, and I often could be found wearing my twin’s clothes (much to his annoyance). Today I was found in a pair of simple black leggings, a white oversized long-sleeved shirt, Jug’s flannel, and my favorite pair of old worn out converse hi-tops. I couldn’t care less about makeup, and my hair was thrown up in my usual messy bun with a bandana tied around my head in order to keep the mass of dark hair in place.

“It’s true Jean, I swear you couldn’t actually be bothered to pick clothes that were actually flattering if you tried”, Cheryl snottily replied with a strange spark in her eyes that I didn’t trust. I narrowed my eyes in suspicion.

“Uhm, ouch Cheryl. That was kind of harsh”, Betty chided as Kevin nodded.

“Yeah, I personally love her personal brand of comfort chic”, he defended. I smiled at him, reaching across the space and grabbing his hand to squeeze.

“Thank you Kevie!”. Cheryl rolled her eyes once more before checking on her nails.

“Well, all I’m saying is you have a banging body, and I wish that you would show it off more”, she soothed. “In fact, I’ll bet you $100 that you can’t dress like you actually care for one week”. My eyes widened in surprise.

“You Northsiders are freaking nuts”, Sweet Pea commented, shaking his head. Fangs nodded from beside me.

“Seriously Cheryl. A hundred bucks just for changing her clothes? Why can’t you just let Jean wear whatever she wants?”, he asked , tightening his arm around me. My heart fluttered and I felt my face flush a little.

“I just want to see what it would look like if you actually put in effort. Obviously you are gorgeous either way”, Cheryl replied, not bothered in the least. “Also I truly don’t think that you could actually rise to the challenge”.

“Oh I absolutely can. I just don’t want to”, I practically spat, crossing my arms. Jughead snorted.

“I beg to differ sister dear. You practically live in my clothes, and I’m the only one here who actually has to deal with your grumpy ass in the mornings. There is absolutely no way you could go an entire week without rolling out of bed and leaving like ten minutes later” he challenged.

“Okay, super not appreciating you hopping on the bandwagon traitor”, I grumbled. “Also I had to share a womb with your fat head for 9 months, I think you can deal with sharing your shirts”. I felt Fang’s arms encircle me from the side and I snuggled further into his embrace gratefully.

“Don’t worry mamita, I think you look great everyday”, he whispered into my ear. I shivered involuntarily at his pet name for me, hoping to God that he didn’t notice.

“Okay, say that I did decide to take you up on your ridiculous offer. What kind of terms are we talking about?”, I countered. In all reality, Jughead and I could really use the hundred bucks given Dad’s current situation. Everyone thought that we were doing fine, but without an actual income things were getting pretty tight around the Jones household. Not that I’d ever admit that out loud to anyone other than Jug. Cheryl crossed her legs and placed her now folded hands over one of her knees, looking more like a business shark than any highschool sophomore had any right to.

“The terms are this: You have to come to school everyday with clothes that are actually yours, no stealing from your brooding brother or one of the other guys. Clothes borrowed from any of us girls are acceptable. No sneakers, no combat boots, no oversized anything. You have to actually style your hair, and you have to actually wear makeup, including lipstick, everyday for one week”, Cheryl rattled off. My jaw dropped.

“Jesus Christ, how long have you been thinking about this? That is way too many rules!”, I exclaimed. Cheryl returned to examining her nails, unbothered.

“Oh, and at least one of the days you have to wear a skirt”, she added. I leaned down, elbows on my knees, and narrowed my eyes once more.

“If I’m gonna go to that much trouble, I expect at least $200”, I countered. Cheryl leaned back in her seat, slightly considering. Suddenly, she stood up and stuck her hand out to me. I too stood and met her halfway across the space.

“Deal”.

“I have to say, I think this entire this is stupid, but I am pretty stoked to see this whole thing play out”, Sweet Pea chuckled. I flipped him off, smiling sweetly. Jug rolled his eyes.

“Of course you are, you don’t have to live with her”, he complained. I frowned at the two.

“Does no one have faith in me?”, I questioned looking around the group, met with averted stares and awkward silence. “Oh you guys suck! I can so totally do this!”.

The next day:

Okay this deal was officially going to be the death of me. As much as I really wanted that $200, sacrificing my precious sleep was not as easy as I had anticipated. I had to wake up a full hour earlier than I normally did, and there was no amount of coffee in the world that could counter such a travesty. Despite the fact that I felt like I was going to fall asleep at any moment, I couldn’t help but be proud of the outfit that I’d chosen as I shut down my bike and prepared to walk into school. After the terms were set for the bet I practically begged Toni to let me raid her closet, seeing as our styles were the closest out of all the girls. I loved Betty to death, but the girl’s clothes were a little too Leave to Beaver for my taste, a single piece of Veronica’s wardrobe cost more than my entire life so she was out, and there was no way I was going to Cheryl for help. To my slight surprise, I’d found plenty of outfits in TT's wardrobe however, my favorite of which I was wearing today.

My current ensemble consisted of a pair of my favorite pair of high waisted, ripped skinny jeans with a pair of fishnet tights underneath, a pair of black heeled booties, a black crop top, and a flannel (which was actually mine) tied around my waist for comfort. My waist-length raven locks were curled lightly, falling in waves around my face with half of my mass of hair tied up in a bun at the crown of my head. My makeup was pretty bomb if I do say so myself. I’d opted for a shade of burgundy eyeshadow that matched the deep matte lip I’d found with a winged liner. Though on the outside I’m sure I looked confident, in all reality I was kind of freaking out at the prospect of what everyone would say today. Cheryl’s bet was so public I was certain I would be subjected to all kinds of taunting and opinions from my friends. Mentally, I steeled myself for whatever comments were sure to be directed towards my sudden wardrobe change.

For all my mental preparation, I could never have predicted the reaction from my friends as I entered Riverdale High, coffee in hand. Betty and Jughead smiled lightly from their position near our lockers, silently supporting me. Bless them. Cheryl and Toni shot me smug looks from where they stood, Cheryl even clapping lightly in potentially mocking support (it was always hard to tell with her). Archie looked confused as always, and Veronica and Kevin appeared to be nearly drooling at the stark difference in my fashion choices. But by far the most surprising reaction came from the Serpent’s youngest dynamic duo. Sweet Pea and Fangs looked downright shocked to see me this morning, jaws dropped practically to the floor. I felt my face heat up marginally at all the eyes on me, but I maintained my nonchalant facade as I strode over to my friend group.

“Morning everyone”, I mumbled, tired. I wandered over to Kevin, wrapping my arms around his tall frame and leaning my head on his chest, eyes closing. He immediately began rubbing my back comfortingly.

“Tired this morning are we Jeanie?”, I heard him laugh from the confines of his strong arms. I turned around in his arms and leaned my back against his chest, groaning dramatically.

“We might as well start an IV of straight espresso into my veins”, I complained.

“Alright, if no one's going to say it I will. Jean looks fucking hot”, Sweet Pea, exclaimed looking around at the group incredulously. I felt my face blush furiously, but I rolled my eyes in a futile attempt to hide it. Fangs elbowed his best friend hard while glaring at him.

“Eww dude, that's my sister”, Jughead moaned, scrunching his nose in disgust. Betty, in turn, slapped his arm and threw him a pointed look.

“Don't listen to these Neanderthals, Jean, you look beautiful as you always do”, Veronica intervened. “Doesn't she look beautiful Archie?”.

Poor Archie still looked as confused as ever, but he straightened up when Veronica not-so-subtly pinched the ginger boys bicep.

“Uhmm yeah Jean, you look beautiful as always. It's just uh, different you know?”, he stammered while rubbing the back of his neck nervously. “I mean...it's just uhm..”. I'd known Archie as long as Jughead, and I knew that whenever he was feeling awkward (which was literally all the time) he rubbed his neck like that. Deciding to save him from himself, I interrupted his rambling.

“Yes Arch it is different, because a certain red-headed syrup heiress decided that if it's different enough it apparently is worth $200”, I said while smiling not so sweetly at Cheryl. “But honestly guys, it makes it pretty difficult to visualize my well-earned winnings with you staring like that. So can we please go back to our daily lives and leave my clothing choices out of it?”.

Sweet Pea opened his mouth to respond just as the first bell rang out through the halls. I smiled with victory as I held out my arm for Fangs so we could walk to our first period class together like we did every morning. Today though, he seemed out of it and took a few extra seconds before snapping out of whatever was holding his attention and linking his arm through mine. Seeing his dazed expression I frowned and asked,

“You okay Fogarty? You seem out of it”. He looked down at me and threw me that megawatt smile that caused my insides to melt and my legs to turn into jelly.

“I'm fine mamita. Now come on let's get to English”, he replied. He squeezed my forearm in reassurance, and we began our walk down the halls.

A few Days later: Day 6 of the bet.

“For the record, I've never thought you guys know what your talking about, but now I'm certain you're crazy. I mean he's barely even spoken to me all week for Chrissakes!”, I sighed exasperatedly. Once again my relationship with Fangs, or more accurately my lack thereof, was my irritating friends’ choice of conversation topic. Currently we sat in the lunchroom waiting for the other subject of this ridiculous discussion to arrive with his tall friend. I silently prayed that he would arrive soon and spare me from hearing any more of the gang's insane theories about his feelings.

“Please Jean, spare me the dramatic will-they-won't-they crap”, Veronica declared dramatically. “You're too smart for that, and besides Fangs hasn't taken his eyes off you all week”. I wrinkled my forehead in disagreement, ready to tell her exactly where she could stick her bougie New York opinions, but before I could open my mouth to speak Betty interrupted gently.

“Seriously Jean, he normally can't tear his eyes off you but in the last week it's like he's got them practically glued to your face”, she interjected. I shook my head; now I knew the girls were clinically insane. Normally Fangs and I hung out often, both in school and out, but for the last few days the raven-haired serpent had been notably absent from my side. I don't know what I did to piss him off, but I figured whatever it was that I should give him some space to work through it before confronting him. Not gonna lie though, I missed his goofy personality and stupid jokes. I hoped that whatever problem he had with me would sort itself out soon, because I was really starting to miss my best friend.

“Guys I'm seriously as over it as a person could possibly be with this discussion. For the last fucking time, just drop it”, I practically hissed. Never one to back down, Veronica opened her mouth to respond, but thankfully the boys came and sat down at our table before she could get anything out.

“Hey Jean, last day of torture. You excited to go back to dressing like a sloth again”, Sweet Pea teased as he took the open seat next to me and Fangs the seat across from me. Dishearteningly, I received only a simple nod from Fangs before he turned his attention to his lunch. Shaking off my extreme disappointment I shoved Pea lightly.

“Shut up Sweets, you're just jealous that I met you and got to know your real self before you knew how hot I was”, I taunted back grinning. He smirked back playfully.

“There's always time doll”, he joked and winked at me. I full on laughed at his stupidity, while Jughead walked up behind him and smacked the back of his head before taking the seat next to Betty.

“Man for the last time, quit saying shit like that about my sister. Especially during lunch, people are trying to eat”, he whined. I shot him a look and motioned to Betty.

“I'm on it”, she said before smacking him upside the head. I nodded in appreciation and Jughead glared at his girlfriend and I.

“First of all, you're a moron Jones. And secondly, your sister is hot so learn to deal with it. At least I'm kidding, she's been getting looks all week and I'm sure they aren't being all gentlemanly about their thoughts either”, Sweet Pea said plainly. I felt my face blush lightly at his comment. It was true, for the past week I'd gathered much more attention from guys than I was used to. I wasn't oblivious to the looks I'd received in the past few days, and truthfully I was more than ready to leave their wandering eyes behind when this whole thing was over. Today was particularly bad seemingly, and I was willing to bet anything that it had to do with the outfit I was wearing. It was the second to last day of the bet, and I begrudgingly decided to wear the skirt Cheryl had included in the rules. I wore a simple black pleated skirt, fishnet tights underneath, with a white v-necked white long sleeve shirt and a pair of Toni’s knee high heeled combat boots. I’d figured out on day 3 or so that Cheryl found my naturally wavy curls acceptable as long as I added some defining gel and made it look like I’d actually combed it, so today my waist length hair was all on full display. My makeup was similar to the rest of the days: winged dark eyeliner, minimal bronzer/highlighter, and a dark burgundy matte lip. I’d put this day off until nearly the end because I didn't have a single skirt in my wardrobe and had to borrow one from Toni. Problem was, I was significantly taller than the pink haired serpent, and the skirt rode up my thighs much more than hers. I subconsciously shifted in my seat to futilely attempt to pull my bottoms down a smidge. My attempt did not go unnoticed by Veronica's eagle eyes and she smirked my way.

“Calm down girl, your outfit is fine. Good lord you'd think you've never worn a skirt in your life”, she said with an air of exasperation. I flipped her off daintily, smiling innocently in her direction. Sweet Pea and Betty laughed, while Jug simply shook his head and took another gigantic bite of his burger.

“Well not that I'm not loving this debate over my appearance, but I'm gonna go. I've gotta meet up with Kevin to talk about our history project”, I stated, standing up to leave. As soon as I turned to leave I found my face jammed into a hard chest, causing me to stumble backwards a bit. I looked up to see the smug face of one Chuck Clayton looking down at me with a look like a cat that caught a canary.

“Hey there Jean, looking fine today. Loving the new look”, he practically purred, looking me up and down. I physically gagged in response. He had been one of the worst of all the guys that had suddenly taken notice to me this week.

“Fuck off Clayton”, I spat. I moved to push past him, but he blocked my path with his arm.

“Woah woah, no offense princess. Just wanted you to know how much we all appreciate the looks you've been serving this week”. His attempts at flirting were becoming more aggressive as the days went on. He was so pathetic; he would've never debased himself to speak to me before, so the fact that he was now so relentless in his pursuit of me was utterly disgusting to me.

“Screw off Chuck, she's not interested”, I heard Betty snarl from behind me. My friends were evidently feeling much like me. Sweet Pea had turned and stood next to me in a protective stance with his arms crossed, Betty and Jug looked as disgusted as I'm sure I did, and even Fangs had looked up from his lunch to glare menacingly at Chuck. My heart lurched at the darkness swirling in his normally chocolate brown eyes and the way his strong jaw was clenched tightly. It was nice to know he still cared, even with the unfortunate circumstances.

“What's the matter Cooper, finally realizing that you missed out on all this action?”, Chuck replied, unfazed.

“I think I heard my sister tell you to fuck off Clayton, I'd listen to her if I were you”, Jughead growled from across the table. Normally my twin preferred to let me fight my own battles, because let's be honest he wasn't exactly the tougher of the two of us, but I knew he was still not over the whole Chuck and Dark Betty fiasco from our birthday. I turned towards him to give him a reassuring look, but as I did I felt a hand creep up my skirt and cup my ass tightly.

Skin crawling, I whipped around and found Chuck's remorseless face looking at me with his lip caught between his teeth. I cocked my arm back to take a swing, but before my fist connected with Clayton's someone else beat me to the punch. Literally.

“DON'T FUCKING TOUCH HER”.

Fangs was all over Chuck, punching him repeatedly and screaming. Chuck was on the ground, Fangs on top of him, and the two rolled around hitting and shoving one another. I'd never seen Fangs like this before, he was almost scary in his intensity. Shocked, I stepped forward to try and break them up.

“FANGS, STOP! CHUCK GET OFF OF HIM”, I yelled helplessly. Sweet Pea grabbed my arms as I made a move to try and pry the two off of one another. He shook his head.

“No, let them go. This has been brewing for a long time”, he muttered. I gaped at the tall boy.

“No, are you kidding me?! He's gonna hurt him and they're going to get suspended!”, I shouted, struggling against Pea's vice grip. As I struggled, I saw Weatherbee enter the cafeteria, making a beeline for the two boys. I managed to wrangle my way out of Sweet Pea's hold and attempted to grab Chuck away from Fangs. As I got my hands on his arms, he reared his fist back and I felt all the breath rush out of my body when his elbow caught me in the stomach. Doubled over, I heard a number of voices swimming around me. Weatherbee's angry demands, Veronica and Betty's frightened voices, and Chuck's irritating excuses. But most of all, I heard a low, soft voice in my ear frantically trying to get my attention.

“Mamita, are you okay? Jeanie?”, Fangs soothing baritone hurriedly questioned. I leaned on his strong shoulder and his arm found my waist. I looked up to his gorgeous face and was immediately horrified to find that he had a large bruise blossoming under his right eye. His eyes were wild as they searched mine scanning for any signs of injury and he still hadn't fully caught his breath. In any other scenario I might have swooned at his fierce features. I brought my fingers gently to his cheek, eyes swimming with tears that I refused to let fall.

“Your eye…” , I murmured as he brought his hand up to grasp mine against his cheek, deep mocha eyes boring into mine. He looked as sad as I'd ever seen him and I felt my heart break nearly in two at the sight. The deeply distressed expression didn't belong on his normally cheerful, handsome face.

“Mamita..”, he softly began to reply.

“Clayton, Fogarty, Jones, my office. Now”, Weatherbee demanded while walking out of the cafeteria and down the hall. Steeling myself for whatever consequences were coming our way, I straightened up and grabbed Fangs hand as we followed Weatherbee. I internally hoped that he wouldn't pull away from me like he had for the past week; after all that just happened I don't know if I could deal with the total rejection of my best friend. I really needed him in my life most days just to make it through in this nightmarish town we called a home, but in this moment I needed him more than ever. Thankfully, Fangs seemed to be on the same page as me. His strong, rough hand gripped mine tightly, almost as if he were afraid if he let go I may disappear. I squeezed his hand in reassurance and nodded curtly as we found ourselves standing in front if the principal's office. Weatherbee motioned at Fangs.

“Alright Mr. Fogarty, you're first, step into my office”, he barked. Fangs squeezed my hand near painfully, and his other hand balled into a fist as he shook his head.

“No way I'm leaving her out here with that asshole”, he practically growled. I cast my eyes downward, heat rushing to my face. I was so worried about Fang's well being that I had nearly forgotten why he was even fighting with Chuck in the first place. Bile rose to my throat and my jaw clenched tightly as I remembered the feeling of his hands on my ass, and I whipped my head suddenly towards Chuck. Judging by the way he slightly recoiled, the disgust and anger I felt was apparent on my face. Fangs brought me back down to earth by rubbing gentle circles on my hand with his thumb. Weatherbee seemed to consider Fangs’ outburst for a moment before relenting.

“Very well. Ms. Jones, Mr. Fogarty, in my office please”, he sighed.

Once we were all settled in and seated, Weatherbee folded his long fingers together in front of himself and leaned forward on his desk.

“Well Mr. Fogarty, what do you have to say for yourself?”, he questioned. Fangs looked down at our still intertwined fingers for a brief moment before answering.

“Clayton was harassing Jean sir. I had to step in before anything else happened”, he stated carefully, his face becoming an emotionless mask.

“Harassing?”, Weatherbee repeated. “And you felt like the answer to that was violence?”.

As I listened to Fangs being lectured, I internally wondered if his nonchalant facade was the result of many interactions like this one with authority figures over the years. As I faintly heard Weatherbee and Fangs speak I felt a wave of sadness and guilt wash over me. Fangs was in this situation because of me and that stupid bet that I had made with Cheryl; I felt tears spring to my eyes at the realization that he would likely be in more trouble than either Chuck or I. Weatherbee wouldn’t care how he stood up for me, or how perverted Chuck was. All he was going to see was the jacket he wore and punish him based solely on that. My hands balled into fists, and I stood abruptly.

“Principal Weatherbee, none if this is on Fangs. Chuck grabbed me inappropriately, and basically assaulted me. Honestly, if Fangs didn't step in I would have done much more damage to him. What he did was disgusting, and Fangs was just defending me against that pervert!”, I exclaimed loudly. “I hope Chuck gets expelled for what he did, but at the very least you should let Fangs go, because not one bit of this is his fault!”.

Fangs and Weatherbee looked at me, surprised by my sudden outburst. Fangs had an expression on his face that I couldn't quite place as he peered up at me from where he still sat. His tanned features displayed emotions something akin to amazement, and truthfully, if we weren't currently under interrogation from our school's principal I would probably have grabbed his gorgeous face and kissed him. Thankfully for me, we were in the presence of the man doling out punishments and I would be spared the awkwardness of explaining to my supposed best friend why I was aggressively making out with him.

“Is that true Mr. Fogarty? Did Mr. Clayton touch Ms. Jones inappropriately without her consent?”, Weatherbee asked. Fangs was still staring up at me with that beautiful look, not hearing a word Weatherbee said. I elbowed him lightly.

“Uhm yeah, basically that's what happened. But it wasn't Jean's fault sir. Clayton is the one who should be punished”, he said quickly after shaking his head like he was clearing his thoughts. Weatherbee leaned back in his seat as he looked as if he was actually. considering what we'd said. My heart raced as he rubbed his face in thought; I know our principal wasn't exactly perfect, but I hoped to every deity I could think of that he was smart enough to see what had truly happened. After what felt like an eternity, Weatherbee finally spoke up.

“While it's very… noble of you to defend Ms. Jones's honor, I'm sure you know that we don't condone violence here at Riverdale High”, he started while looking at Fangs. “I will punish Mr. Clayton accordingly for what he did, but you cannot expect me not to reprimand you for your role in what occurred either. So, Mr. Fogarty you will serve one week of after school detentions starting today”.

Fangs nodded, and I felt myself let out a breath I didn't know I was even holding.

“As for you Ms. Jones, I want to assure you that Mr. Clayton will be suspended for his actions. I encourage you to let me or another staff member know if anything like this happens again or if you feel in anyway unsafe here”, Weatherbee continued while turning his attention to me. “If Mr. Clayton continues this kind of behavior, I won't hesitate to get law enforcement involved”.

I nodded, thankful for Weatherbee's sudden outpouring of good judgement. He dismissed us from his office and Fangs and I walked quickly away and out to the halls. Once there, Fangs pulled me back by my hand, which I hadn't even realized he was holding until now. He gently brought his hands to my face and his deep brown eyes scanned my face once more.

“Mamita, are you sure you're fine? I mean, he didn't hurt you did he? I swear, I'll kill him if you're hurt”, he seethed. I brought my hands up to my face, covering his much larger ones.

“Fangs I'm fine, I swear”, I promised. I looked deeply into his darkened eyes, trying to convey my sincerity through my own eyes. He seemed to consider my words for an eternity before he sighed in relief and brought his forehead to rest on mine.

“Okay”, he murmured. Butterflies running rampant through my stomach, I allowed myself the briefest moment of contentment before I brought my hand sharply up to his arm and slapped him. Hard.

“Ow. Jean what the hell?”, he whined rubbing his arm slightly. I glowered at him.

“Why on Earth would you do that Fangs? I could've handled Chuck just fine on my own, but no you had to go ahead and put yourself at risk. You know Weatherbee already hates the Serpents! You could've ended up being kicked out!”, I raged, glaring at the handsome teen in front of me. He frowned.

“Oh so what I'm just supposed to let him get away with groping you? Fuck that Jean, that asshole got what he deserved. Actually, you know what, no he didn't because I should have been kicking his ass long before today”, he practically growled. “All week I've had to put up with his disgusting, repulsive comments about you and your body and I'm honestly not a bit sorry for what happened today. In fact, I wish Weatherbee would've shown up just a few minutes later so I could've gotten a few more swings in”.

“Who the hell cares what Chuck thinks? Everyone knows he's a pig!”, I spat back.

“I care! Okay? I do”, he seethed. “No one should be able to look at you like that, let alone make comments. Everyone knows that you're….”

He cut himself off abruptly, shaking his head and I raised my eyebrow.

“Everyone knows what Fangs? I mean I'm just as pissed at Chuck, but Sweets said that his has been ‘brewing for a long time'”, I said placing quotes in the air for emphasis. “I don't see what the big problem is!”. He huffed.

“The problem is that these stupid northsiders can't take a fucking hint. The problem is that I should be the only one who gets to look at you like that. The problem is that you're to god-damned hot for your own good, and I can't stand that everyone now suddenly sees you for the beautiful bombshell that you are before I…”.

My heart hammered against my chest like thunder as I took in his every word searching for answers. During his little rant Fangs had walked closer and closer to where I stood with my back against the lockers. Never one to back down, I stood firmly in place while I anxiously wondered if he could possibly mean what it sounded like.

“Before you what?”, I questioned breathlessly. His eyes widened, and he looked almost scared. It was like he hadn't intended for that last part to come out of his mouth, and he was desperately trying to find a way to shove the words back in. “Fangs?”.

He shifted his weight from foot to foot and hung his head down before muttering something I couldn't quite hear. I raised an eyebrow once more, utterly confused.

“What? I couldn't hear anything you just said”, I murmured. Fangs looked up at me with a heartbroken expression that left me reeling with the desire to comfort the normally upbeat serpent. He sighed and looked away before answering again in a slightly louder voice.

“Before I could figure out how to make you mine”, he said finally. I felt my stomach drop to my feet as I stood still as a statue trying to process what I was hearing. “I've been trying for months, racking my brain for anything that would give a dipshit like me a chance with a girl as badass, smart, funny, and completely fucking gorgeous as you, and I've come up short every time. Ever since you walked into the cafeteria at Southside High, I've been waiting for the right moment to confess how I feel to you, but I always end up chickening out. And then this whole bet fiasco started, and suddenly every guy could see what I've seen since day one: that you, Jean Marie Jones, are the single most beautiful girl in Riverdale. I couldn't take it and I'm so sorry that you found out this way and I'll completely understand if you don't want to speak to me ever again but please just…”.

By the end he was rambling, fumbling for words and tripping all over them trying to find a way to apologize. My heart lurched at the possibility that even after all of the events of today, and pretty much everyday since we met, everything would suddenly be lost if I let him continue. I felt more emboldened than I ever had, and I did the one thing I could think of to stop his rambling before he took back anything he said. A rush of confidence overtook me. Hands shaking slightly, I grabbed the sides of his face and pulled him into me, lips brushing together for the briefest of moments before I tore myself away.

My eyes were closed as I leaned backwards and I felt a rush of fear overwhelm me. What if I had completely misjudged the situation? What if he didn't want me that way? Oh God, what if I'd made the biggest mistake of my life and our friendship was ruined forever? I didn't have much time to worry however, because soon I heard Fangs breathe my name and I felt the sweetest sensation in the entire world.

Fangs smooth, strong lips were back on mine as he pressed me back into the row of lockers and kissed me with an intensity like I'd never felt before. I felt sparks of electricity in each spot where our bodies met, and I found my hands grasping at his strong, chiseled jawline as my lips furiously locked with his. I poured all the emotions that have been building ever since I met the handsome, sweet boy into our embrace. His hands roamed my hips and squeezed my body deliciously. I tugged at his thick, raven locks and he moaned into my mouth, causing my entire body to feel like it was on fire. His big hands gripped my waist tightly as his tongue teased the entrance of my mouth, begging for the entrance that I readily granted. Our tongues battled for dominance as our hands roamed each other's body, exploring the places that only our eyes were privy to before.

Though I felt like I could go on kissing Fangs forever and never tire of it, eventually oxygen did become an issue and I had to pull away from our heated session. Fangs appeared to be on the same page as me, and our foreheads met in the middle to lean against one another for support. I sighed in complete bliss, smiling as I caught my breath. I finally ventured a look to the beautiful man in front of me, and was elated to find that his face was a mask of utter peace. I'd thought his strong features were handsome before, but now I decided that there was nothing more stunning than the look he now wore. Gone was the tough, brooding serpent facade he put on for others, and gone too was the goofy, happy-go-lucky guy that I'd fallen for these past months. Fangs looked wholly, dare I say, happy. His deep brown eyes were alight with sparks of joy, his rugged jawline was relaxed, his plump lips still slightly red and swollen from our previous activities, and his sweet smile was one I'd never been blessed enough to see before. I vowed right then and there to do everything in my power to make him look this way as often as possible.

“So does this mean I get to say you're mine now?”, I questioned gently, a small part of me still fearful of rejection. Fangs chuckled breathlessly before placing a tender kiss to my forehead, and pulling me into a crushing hug. I settled against his broad chest as my heart crashed in anticipation, awaiting for his response.

“Mamita I have been yours since the day we met”, he murmured fondly into my hair. I sighed in relief, but pulled back after a few moments to look up into his eyes.

“So you think I'm the hottest girl in Riverdale?”, I questioned teasingly. His face flushed slightly at my words, but his eyes never wavered from mine.

“Mamita I think you are so much more than that. You're the kindest, smartest, funniest, and most genuine woman I've ever met. And yeah you're hot, but you're also the most gorgeous girl that I've ever laid eyes on”, he confessed softly. I felt my knees go weak and my stomach erupt in butterflies. Slightly embarrassed, I cast my heated cheeks downward in an attempt to conceal my blushing face. Fangs was having none of that, hooking gentle fingers under my chin to bring my face up to meet his loving gaze.

“That's part of why it was so hard for me not to kill all the asshole guys that were making comments about you this past week. I had to avoid you because there was no way I was going to be able to handle all the looks and whispers sent your way”, he continued. “The idea that they could trivialize all your worth and make it all about the way your ass looks in your new clothes or the way your chest was out on display was infuriating. You're worth so much more than your body, no matter how fucking sexy it is. And believe me mamita, I think you're really, really God-damned hot”.

“How did I get so lucky to find a guy as perfect as you?”, I pondered softly. I pecked his lips once more as a silent appreciation for his beautiful words.

“Please, I'm the lucky one Jeanie”, he replied quietly. I rolled my eyes.

“I can't believe this all started because of one of Topaz's freaking skirts. Maybe I should start dressing like this more often”, I joked semi-seriously. Now it was Fangs’ turn to roll his eyes. He placed an arm around my shoulder and we began walking down the hall towards our bikes.

“Mamita, I think you're hot no matter what clothes you choose. As long as these other guys get the message that they can look but not touch, I couldn't care less what you wear”, he stated confidently. “Although…”

He leaned down to speak to me closely, lips teasing the shell of my ear and making me shiver.

“... I wouldn't mind if you saved that skirt for just the two of us. After all, that damned skirt is the one that finally got me my dream girl”.

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sweetwaterprincess · 5 years

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WIP Meme

I was tagged by the immensely talented and lovely @sweetfogarty and @crashhale. Thanks to both of you!

The Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. (I’m going to post the names and a lil description - some are half written and some are just outlined and not fully fleshed out yet).

The Angel and the Renegade - Sweet Pea x Fem!Reader + Archie x Fem!Reader - Secret Relationship AU - *Smut (Oneshot)

The reader is dating Archie in public and hooking up with Sweet Pea in private. Seems like a perfect arrangement - she gets to have Sweet Pea all to herself, and Archie covers for her with her parents - a perfect arrangement until someone starts catching feelings. After all a southside serpent and a northside princess don’t belong together, until maybe they do. Essentially a country boy soft Sweet Pea au.

Cross My Heart - Fangs Fogarty x Fem!Reader - *Smut (Oneshot - possible mini series)

Bored of life in Riverdale, two Serpents hit the open road looking for thrills. A string on robberies on the way to Vegas and dodgy motels. Inspired by Him & I by G-Eazy and Halsey.

Heart on Your Neck - Sweet Pea x OC + other relationships - Pre-Canon AU - *Smut (Chapter fic)

Because we don’t have much of a backstory for Sweet Pea, Toni and Fangs I’ve decided to create one with an OC character. Follow the teen serpents through freshman year at Southside High.

Reggaeton Lento - Fangs Fogarty x Veronica Lodge - *Smut (Oneshot)

Fresh off her breakup with Archie, Veronica believes the best way to get over someone is to get under someone else. When Betty and Jughead reveal they’re headed to Fangs’ sister’s wedding reception Veronica thinks that could be the perfect opportunity to get with someone new, she just doesn’t expect for it to be the best man. Essentially lots of Spanish flirting and an opportunity to explore a pairing that will never be canon.

Reggie Mantle Must Die - Reggie Mantle x OC, Cheryl, Veronica, Betty - John Tucker Must Die AU - (chapter fic)

Based on the movie John Tucker Must Die.

Untitled - Betty Cooper x Jughead Jones - Cruise Ship AU - *Possible smut (oneshot)

This is just an idea at this point but the Cooper’s and the Jones’ are on a cruise ship over Christmas break and there aren’t very many teenagers on board. Betty and Jughead get into all sorts of shenanigans on board - messing with old people, investigating, etc.

Yeah so if anyone’s interested in reading these come motivate me to write! Sorry I’m bad at summaries! Come ask me questions about them if you want to know more - I can reveal previews and bits of the first 3 on this list because I have the most written for those.

I think mostly everyone has done these but I tag @lilibug--xx @hamish-hoe @noorakardemmomesaetre @bugheadsjetty @odinsvnthor @paperlesscrown and I’m tagging any writer that wants to do this! I’d love to know about your wips!!

#jess posts #wip meme

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kurokoros · 5 years

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WIP Meme

The Rules: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous.

tagged by: no one.

I’m going to give the title, the ship, and what the AU actually is. Most of these are plot-bunnies that may end up being longer one-shots I post on AO3 because no one wants to read a 22K one-shot on tumblr lmao

RIVERDALE

turn a little faster (the world will follow after) | sweet pea x reader - best friends to lovers au

Snake Charmer | fangs fogarty x peabody!OC - S2 AU in which Fangs falls in love Penny Peabody’s niece (runs parallel to Fool’s Gold)

In Tenebris | sweet pea x OC/reggie x OC/bughead - supernatural au where the North and Southsides are warring factions of magicians

i may not be your cup of tea (but i’ll be your tenth shot of tequila) | sweet pea x reader - fwb!au (in progress)

Fool’s Gold | sweet pea x Jones!OC - S2 AU where Jughead has a twin sister that isn’t putting up with his bullshit.

Strange Magic | sweet pea x OC - sex magic

sexting!AU | sweet pea x Jones!reader/OC - Sweet Pea accidentally sexts Jughead instead of his girlfriend

modeling!au | sweet pea x reader - Toni asks SP and the reader to model for her photography final. There’s more nudity than expected.

newsroom!au | multiship - everyone works for Alice Cooper’s popular news station and conspires to get their asshole coworker, Nick St. Clair fired

teen wolf!au | multiship - Archie is Scott. Jughead is Stiles. Sweet Pea is… Derek Hale.

the100!au

Little Red Bird | sweet pea x Jones!OC - The Jones women are witches who make clay animals that may or may not come to life

Little Red Riding Hood!AU | sweet pea x OC - Sweet Pea is a werewolf that falls in love with a werewolf hunter

Mafia AU | multiship - The Jones family are connected to the Irish Mob

summer camp au | multiship, primarily sweet pea x OC - Sweet Pea and Jubilee Jones work at a summer camp and maybe fall in love???

Royalty AU | sweet pea x Jones!OC - The Jones family is royalty. Sweet Pea is part of the secret service.

anti student x teacher fics AU? | sweet pea x OC - a teacher has a creepy obsession with a student and also Sweet Pea is there???

Like the Kids in Art school Said | multiship/ensemble cast - the young southside serpents + others are college students at a fine arts school. Over their four years in college they learn about life, love, sex, and themselves

Tagging: @sweetfogarty @southsidewrites @sweetpeasbabydoll @worriestothewind @hugharekillianmelou and who ever else wants to!

#alisha babbles #riverdale wips #are there any in particular y'all would like to see???

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ao3feed--bughead · 5 years

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by shutuplulu

After Logan Myers saves the life of her best friend, Jughead Jones by turning him into a werewolf after he was thrown from a cliff by Penny Peabody the ruthless and thoughtless snake charmer. Logan’s fellow wolves and friends from Beacon hills return home, leaving her with a broken heart as well as leaving her alone as a new alpha to an even newer beta. After taking over as serpent king, Jughead finds himself stressed, taking on the role of as a leader and having to take orders from Logan as well as learning how to survive as a werewolf. With Logan’s mental health having taken another rapid decline, and Jughead’s new animal instincts, will the pairs stubborn natures get the better of them when a new unexpected threat arises?

Words: 42969, Chapters: 19/?, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Serpent Wolves

Fandoms: Riverdale (TV 2017), Teen Wolf (TV)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, Multi

Characters: Original Female Character(s), Betty Cooper, Jughead Jones, Sweet Pea (Riverdale), Fangs Fogarty, Toni Topaz, Cheryl Blossom, FP Jones II, Gladys Jones, Jellybean Jones, Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Lydia Martin, Malia Tate, Southside Serpents Gang, the sisters of quiet mercy - Character

Relationships: Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones, Sweet Pea (Riverdale)/Original Female Character(s), Sweet Pea (Riverdale) & Original Character(s), Cheryl Blossom/Toni Topaz, Archie Andrews/Veronica Lodge

Additional Tags: Teen Wolf, Riverdale, Riverdale AU, Teen Wolf AU, bughead - Freeform, choni, sweet-pea x oc, OC, Original Character - Freeform, Werewolves, Werewolf, Serpent King - Freeform, southside serpents, stilydia - Freeform, Stlydia, Scalia, The Sisters of Quiet Mercy

#ao3feed #fanfic #bughead #bughead fanfiction #riverdale fanfiction #jughead x betty #betty x jughead

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cactiem · 5 years

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Pairing: Sweet Pea x Nessa Fogarty (OC)

Requested: Nope. This is my entry for theme one of the Falloween event.

Summary: After being banned from going out, the girl’s evening took an unexpected turn, especially Nessa’s.

GIF Not Mine

October 31st 2016

The three girls slouched on Nessa’s couch looking bored as Rosa, Nessa’s mom, went through the rules of tonight, something she did every time she was on a night shift. "You will stay inside tonight. No trick or treating." She finished her speech with. Nessa opened her mouth to argue but was quickly stopped by the quirk of Rosa's eyebrow. "And before you even say it Vanessa, no Yasmin's parents won’t be there. I know your tricks."

"This is unfair." She grumbled.

"Then tell me where your brother is." Nessa couldn’t do that. Not only didn’t she know Fangs’s exact location, she assumed it was the Wyrm, but she also promised she wouldn’t say anything to their mom about his newfound involvement with the Serpent's. That doesn’t mean he isn’t going to get a piece of her mind when she sees him for ruining her Halloween. "Thought so. Right, you girls behave tonight. You know where everything is. I’ll see you in the morning." Rosa quickly said her goodbyes, kissing Nessa on the cheek before hurrying out of the door so she wasn’t late to work.

It was silent for a few minutes, the only thing heard was the ticking of the grandfather clock in the hallway, before Yas spoke up. "Why don’t we watch a movie? Jennifer's Body?" She suggested. Nessa shrugged, completely down for a movie night instead. Robin, however, didn’t want to stay in.

"I didn’t dress up for nothing." She huffed gesturing to her store brought witch costume. "We’re going to a party."

"A-a party?" Yas stuttered out glancing at Nessa who had the same worried and confused look. They were only fourteen so they’ve never been to an actual party only seeing them on tv and in movies.

"Like a real one?"

"Yes, a real one." Robin said incredulously. "Ty, Benny's brother, is hosting so I think I can sneak us in. What do you say?"

Nessa looked at Yas, trying to gage what she thought. "I guess we could go."

"Your mom will kill us." Yas hissed, her eyes wide.

"She’s not going to find out. Trust me." Robin assured her friend.

With her puppy dog eyes, Robin managed to drag her two friends to the party that was happening just a few blocks from Nessa’s. No one payed attention to the three teenagers as they walked through the side door, everyone too engrossed with themselves. At least that’s what they thought until someone took the beer, that Robin grabbed on the way in, from her hand. "You guys can stay but you have to behave which means no drinking." Ty, Benny's brother, said. He knew that if he kicked the girls out of the party they’d end up in some kind of trouble, here he could somewhat keep an eye on them.

Robin rolled her eyes, walking further into the house, while Nessa was giddy with excitement and Yas was nervous, convinced that her mom will find out she is at the party. She stuck close to Nessa as they to walked further into the house, pass people drunkenly making out and getting a little too handsy for the kitchen. Nessa grabbed a beer, disregarding Ty's rule, and took a swig of it, quickly scrunching her nose at the taste. "What are you doing?! Your mom is going to kill you." Yas hissed. Even though the music was loud Nessa still heard her clearly as she shouted into her ear.

"Relax, she’s not going to find out." Nessa grinned.

"Are you sure?" She asked unconvinced. It didn’t help that she spotted Fangs and Sweet Pea across the room. Nessa's smile fell and her eyes widened as she spotted her brother.

"Shit. Do you think he saw us?" She turned around so he wouldn’t see her.

"Well, he’s coming over so I’m going to go with yeah he saw us." Yas quickly said before mumbling something about finding Robin.

"What are you doing here?" Fangs hissed making Nessa turn to him. Sweet Pea was stood off to the side as the two siblings spoke.

"What am I doing here? What are you doing here?"

"I asked first. I thought you went trick or treating." He said.

"We weren’t allowed because you were at the Wyrm. Which, by the way, you’re welcome." Fangs looked at a Nessa confused so she carried on. "Mom is beginning to suspect something." His eyes widened when she said that. The two of them began to have a silent conversation ending with Fangs promising not to tell their mom that Nessa snuck out or was at a party, he had his own secrets he needed keeping.

Nessa thought that was the only time she would run in to Fangs and Sweet Pea that night. She didn’t expect them to still be at the party. After finding Robin, who was stuck to Benny, and Yas who was reluctantly with them she went into the kitchen to find anything that remotely looked like a decent drink. "You’re a pretty cute cat." Someone whispered in her ear, his hand on her waist. Nessa relaxed into his touch when she recognised the voice to be her brother’s best friends.

"You’re not too bad yourself. Let me guess, you’ve gone as yourself." She smirked, turning around so she was facing him. "What are you still doing here?"

"I’m not leaving you at a party surrounded by drunk people."

"I can take care of myself." Nessa said, taking a step forward. What Fangs didn’t know was that his sister and Sweet Pea were closer than he thought. She didn’t know exactly what she felt but she knew it was something more than him just being her brother’s best friend.

"I know." Sweet Pea closed the gap, his eyes flickered from her lips back to her eyes before gently kissing her. Nessa relaxed into it, her hands clasped around his neck.

The Travis Scott song that was playing cut off suddenly with someone shouting that the cops were here. Sweet Pea and Nessa pulled apart, their eyes wide with fear of getting caught. She opened her mouth to say something but quickly shut it. Nessa wanted to know what would of happened if they didn’t get interrupted. Now wasn’t the right time though. Sweet Pea grabbed her hand and led her out of the back door, using his tall stature to push through the crowd.

Once they made it out, they continued running down the street until they ended up at the small park. Nessa walked over to the swings and started spinning around on them, not caring that she almost got arrested. It was a thrill. She wondered if this was what it was like to be a senior going to parties. Sweet Pea smiled at her. He loved seeing her so free, it was a welcomed sight when you live on the Southside.

"Shouldn’t you be getting home." He said, walking over to Nessa and stopping her from spinning.

"Probably." She grinned, looking up at him. "We should talk about that kiss though."

"What’s there to talk about? I liked kissing you, Ness, and I want to continue kissing you. I like you."

"I like you too." Nessa said after leaning up to press a kiss on his lips.

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#sweet pea imagine #sweet pea x oc #sweet pea #riverdale imagine #riverdale #my oc #nessa fogarty

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lolabean1998 · 4 years

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This Better Work Part 2

Sweet Pea X OC

Word Count; 5,235 (Give or Take)

"Get in, we're picking up Izzy and dearest Mummy Masters before going on a girls afternoon at the spa!" Cheryl called from the driveway. Ali had spent her day filing paperwork, signing forms and reorganizing the stock room for the thousandth time. Alongside fixing the mistakes the apprentices made. It was fair to say she was stress and drained. She needed this spa evening.

"Cheryl Bombshell Blossom I Love you to the moon and back!" Ali cheered leaping from her desk and bolting through the door, waving good bye to the apprentice at the desk behind hers as she dived in besides Cheryl.

"I know, I love you too." Cheryl replied, with a proud grin as she sped down the road towards Ali's house.

It was nothing big or fancy, nor was it you typical northside house. Ali lived in an old stone cottage with large vines crawling up the side, the garden was flooded with life. Plants springing from every corner, it was small but cosy. Ali loved living there. Even though it was in desperate need of maintenance, it still felt like home and her uncle came around whenever he got the chance, to fix things and help around the house. Cheryl thought Ali's home was just what it should be, a home. There were photos of family and friends plastering the walls and it always smelt like cookies and home baking. Ali darted inside to jump in the shower ready to scrub wash away as much of the dirt and grime as she could.

"Cheryl! So lovely to see you! We've just made red velvet cupcakes, want one?" Ali's mum greeted Cheryl embracing her in a big mum hug. Cheryl couldn't help but feel at home here.

"Yes please, Mrs. Masters that would be lovely." She teased, taking a perfectly baked and decorated cupcake from the tray in front of her.

"Oh, stop it. I've told you, call me Rosie please! Mrs. Masters makes me sound old." Rosie laughed giving her an amused scowl and placing a comforting hand on Cheryl’s arm before heading into the living room to tell Izzy it was time to go.

The girls spent the evening relaxing drinking wine (lemonade for Izzy) and gossiping. Ali told them about the rumours she'd heard from different customers throughout the day, whilst Izzy told them all about the latest boy trouble in her year. It was the perfect end to a very stressful day.

"Ali wake up. Ali wake up!" Izzy cheered excitedly, bouncing on the bottom of Ali's Bed. She lifted her head marginally from her pillow to glance over at the clock beside the vase filled with her favourite flowers. 8am. Ali flopped her head back onto her soft, blue pillow groaning as she pulled the pale blue duvet covers over her head.

"Izzy it's 8am on a Sunday. This is my one day off!" Ali groaned sleepily into her pillow.

"Exactly Ali! It's your day off and you promised to help me and Sam with our science project! Please Ali! I made you tea and pancakes. Well mum made them, but I helped." Izzy beamed, her sweet innocence overwhelming Ali forcing her to get up like some twisted Jedi mind trick. She couldn't say no to her little sister. Slowly, she climbed out of bed throwing on a pair of scruffy, black, skinny jeans and a grey tank top over her black sports bra, grabbing a faded grey hoodie and the pair of fluffy neon orange socks Izzy had found for her before hopping down stairs.

"You look like shit Ali!" Rosie stated handing her a large mug of tea and a plate of pancakes and blueberries.

"Thanks mum, good morning to you too." Ali replied sarcastically, laughing at her mothers no messing, straight to the point comment. Rosie handed Izzy a hair brush so she could start brushing her sisters insanely long and messy hair whilst Ali wolfed down her plateful of pancakes. Throwing her socks on and glugging down her tea in seconds.

"There you go Ali, mum showed me how to plait so I did your hair like Lara Croft! She's a Bad ass too!" Izzy grinned jumping down from her stool and running over to the front door to grab her helmet and Ali's combat boots.

"Looks like you're off then Ali!" Rosie smiled gesturing to Izzy who was desperately trying to do the laces on her own combat boots. Ali thought it was cute that Izzy looked up to her so much. She even dressed like her. Izzy wore a pair of grey jeans and black t-shirt, paired with a black hoodie with a bright orange zip and tassels. That explains the socks. Ali thought as she wandered over to help Izzy tie her navy-blue combat boots.

"Oh, and I said I'd help Hog Eye balance the books for the Wyrm tonight. You should pop by and say hello." Rosie called as they threw on their helmets and fingerless leather gloves.

"All over it! Love you Mum!" The sisters called back in chorus before disappearing out the door and racing to the old Harley Davidson tucked away in its own little shed. That was the first thing to go up when they moved in. Before unpacking or doing any of the other usual moving house things people do. The Masters family spent the day choosing the perfect spot to build a shed for the Harley.

"Hold on tight Izzy!" Ali called once Izzy tapped her shoulder giving her the ok. The girls sped off down the road heading towards the Sunday morning market in Greendale so they could grab some water balloons and the ingredients for s’mores. Though it was far too cold for a water fight, the girls agreed it would be a good distraction and make warming up by the fire all the more fun.

Ali quickly parked the bike next to a bunch of others. Safety in numbers and what have you. Before swinging Izzy onto her back and sprinting off into the crowd to grab the supplies. They were quick and efficient with Ali grabbing the stuff they needed whilst Izzy counted out the cash and paid. The girls were finished and back at the bike in less than an hour. Packing the stuff in the bags either side of the seats laughing about a grouchy raven-haired boy they had bumped into on their way round.

"Maybe he was having a bad day!" Izzy thought as she sat on the back of the bike sipping her hot chocolate and looking over at the various array of bikes.

"You think maybe we should've bought him a hot chocolate to cheer him up?" Ali asked her sister. She loved spending time with her. Listening to the innocent, unfiltered comments that she came out with.

"With extra whipped cream and marshmallows!" Izzy agreed thinking back to the scowl hidden beneath a few strands of raven black hair. "He was crazy tall as well. So its not like he’s grumpy 'cos he couldn't reach the cookie jar!"

"Yeah he's like goliaths angry love child." Ali chuckled before her eyes shot wide open as it suddenly dawned on her. She quickly began scanning through the array of bikes until her gaze settled on the bike she had spent the previous night fixing up.

"No freaking way! Izzy get over her with your printy camera thingy ma jig." She instructed, ushering towards the Harley she had fixed up.

"You mean my polaroid, but I'll let it slide. Why? What's up buttercup?" Izzy skipped over to the bike, puzzled by what was going on.

"Jump on and strike a pose we are leaving this kid some crazy selfies to cheer him up." Ali replied, the determination in her voice was overpowering.

Izzy climbed up on the bike and the girls began taking selfie after selfie, making a little sign with a piece of scrap paper in Ali's pocket and a permanent marker, that read 'Don't worry, you'll find your smile!'. They left the pile of selfies on the seat wrapped in a pretty, floral paper bag with a pack of water balloons on top before setting off towards Sunnyside Trailer park.

"Morning Momma Fogarty!" The girls called as they pulled up outside the Fogarty family trailer.

"Ah girls come in, come in. I must pop out for a bit but Sam's inside doing her homework and Fangs is asleep. Feel free to wake him up and get him doing some homework. He was out all-night last night with his boy scouts group doing god knows what!" She rambled, welcoming the girls in and making them a cup of tea each before scurrying out the door, waving a final goodbye. Her orange floral dress hugging her chubby curves.

"Well that was intense. You guys get started on your science project. I'm going to go and wake up sleeping beauty." Ali grinned wickedly, heading down to the small room at the end of the trailer, pausing before she knocked on the door.

"He doesn't have a person in there with him, does he?" Ali asked giving the girls a concerned glance. The tanned girl shook her head giggling as Ali nodded taking a deep breath before swinging the door to Fangs room open and leaning casually against the door frame.

"MAA its Sunday!" Fangs groaned into his pillow, the light stretching through the doorway was the only source of light in his small, trailer house bedroom. The stench of whiskey and beer hung thickly in the stale air.

"What's up Buttercup, the sunlight hurt?" Ali sympathised sarcastically before sauntering over to the curtains and flinging them open.

"Come on tequila worm, coffees on and we're making a science project. Oh, and Mama Fogarty wants your homework done. I'll help if you get up before Izzy's finished filling the bucket. You have ice, right?" Ali asked rather seriously before disappearing out the door and moving to hold the door to the bathroom open.

Turning to her sister and mouthing "Glass of water" to her. Izzy jumped up excited to be helping and grabbed a large pint glass of water for Ali.

The second Fangs heard the tap running he bolted out of bed in a blind panic. His eyes shooting wide with fear as he realized his big mistake when the sudden urge to vomit took control of his limbs and insides. He bolted out his bedroom to the bathroom. Ali stood by the door until Izzy handed her a glass of water. Laughing when Ali winked at her before moving to crouch beside Fangs rubbing his back and handing him the glass.

"Ali should we get the Hangover cure ready?" Izzy asked poking her head round the door frame.

"Better had and whilst you're at it, grab Fangs some comfy clothes. He appears to have forgotten he’s in his underwear." Ali spoke quietly trying not to make Fangs feel worse than he already did.

"You and flower had a drinking contest didn't you. You know the giant is the undefeated champion right." Ali chatted, rubbing his back until he had nothing left to bring up. Fangs sat back, resting his head against the wall behind him as he sipped the water.

"I swear to god I'm never falling for that trick again! That bastard nearly killed me, he better be just as bad as me right now." Fangs mumbled, his eyes closed to shield himself from the killer headache consuming him.

"He crazy tall, with dark hair and a neck tattoo? Scowls a lot?" Ali asked although she already knew the answer.

"Yeah, why?" Fangs asked curiously.

"We bumped into him this morning at the market. Besides holding a very angry scowl he seemed perfectly fine. What were your drinking last night anyway?" Ali asked handing him a damp cloth to wipe his face and a pair of sweat pants and white vest.

"Vodka and Silver tequila. Why?" Fangs replied slowly getting to his feet with the help of Ali.

"That’s why he's fine dummy." Ali rolled her eyes at the boys gullible attitude.

"You were doing vodka and tequila shots. He was doing water shots. They look very similar and he probably paid the bartender off. Honestly Fogarty I thought you gangsters were supposed to be hip to these tricks." Ali tutted helping Fangs stand steady as he threw on the sweat pants. Heading into the kitchen, being greeted by Izzy and Sam who were holding a glass off peculiar, green juice.

"Here you go Fangs, we made it to make you feel better. Painkillers are on the side." Sam chirped happy to be included in the sobering up of her older brother. Scowling a little when he ruffled her short, dark chocolate hair in thanks.

"Down it in one Fangs, tastes like horse piss but it's good stuff trust me." Ali insisted, handing him the glass and painkillers.

"Had much experience with that have you Ali cat?" Fangs teased downing the drink and painkillers in one. Ali was right it tasted awful but after about half an hour Fangs was feel much better.

They had just finished the last of Fangs' English homework and half of the paper mache moulds when there was a loud knock at the door.

"It's open but we demand feeding upon entry!" Ali called, standing up and making her way to the door as it opened. Revealing a girl only a little bit taller than Ali, with incredible pink and brown hair.

"Hey Topaz, no Jug?" Ali asked letting her inside. The girl smiled dumping her bag on the kitchen side next to Fangs and pulling out her homework.

"Heard there was a study group and since Bughead are studying together I figure I'd come and join you guys, hope that's ok." Toni asked turning to look at Ali who was smiling as always.

"Absolutely, Fangs was just about to start his trig homework." Ali chirped handing over a notebook full of scribbles.

"These are my notes, they should help explain it. I'm going to help the girls design the motor for their moving solar system ok?" Toni and Fangs rolled their eyes nodding with an amused smirk.

"So, I saw Sweat Pea this morning. Looks like he got you again huh Fangs?" Toni teased reading through the notes Ali had given her.

"Sounds like he got had by the old water, Vodka trick." Ali chuckled.

"Can we mock me later please?" Fangs groaned resting his head on his book and closing his eyes.

"It's ok Fangs. At some point I'll challenge the grouch to a drinking contest. You can mock him then instead." Ali grinned winking at Izzy when her head flew up in excitement. Ali knew every trick in the book, her father had practically written it and taught her everything he knew.

The group spent the rest of the morning chatting and working hard. Toni and Fangs finished their homework rather quickly and moved to help with the paper mache whilst Ali showed Izzy and Sam how to build the water powered motor.

"Well guys I'd say its a good job done. Just leave it to dry and we can paint it tomorrow!" Ali declared cheerfully, standing back to admire their hard work. Her hands resting on her hips.

"Ali, I'm hungry can we go to Pops now?" Izzy whined, her stomach growling as she spoke.

"Ok Kiddo, grab your helmet. You guys coming? Foods on me." Ali offered looking at everyone's hungry faces as she snatched her helmet and keys.

"I've got my uncles truck for the day so I can give Fangs and Sam a lift. I don't think you should be driving just yet." Toni grinned dragging Fangs through the door with the assistance of Sam, who was pushing and shoving him from behind.

"Race you there?" Ali called lifting Izzy onto the back ok her bike. Toni snorted at the offer shaking her head.

"Do I look stupid to you? There's no way I'd win against you on that beast!" She called jumping into her truck and waiting for Fangs to climb in after Sam.

"Fair point. See you there!" Ali called before speeding away. Izzy clinging tightly to her sisters waist laughing as they hit a straight stretch of road perfect for reaching top speed.

After enjoying a big lunch at Pops, Toni and Fangs took Sam back to the trailer before heading to the Wyrm to pick up Jughead and Sweet Pea. Whilst Ali and Izzy made their way to the quarry to start setting up. Izzy lit a fire in the large metal drum at the centre of several old sofas and huge log, whilst Ali filled up the water balloons, placing piles of them in strategic places around the fire pit. Her music played cheerfully in the background as the girls danced as they worked.

They had just finished filling up the last of the balloons and were making sure the towels were safely tucked away by the bike, where they wouldn't get wet. When they heard the familiar grumble of Toni's truck. Ali and Izzy grabbed a water balloon each before standing side by side on one of the logs surrounding the fire. Water balloons safely hidden behind their backs.

Toni and Fangs made their way over to the girls, closely followed by an overly serious Jughead and Scowling Sweet Pea. Ali grinned at Fangs as he stopped on the log opposite her. Toni made her way over to stand by Ali and Izzy. Secretly accepting the water balloon Izzy handed her from behind, being careful not to let Fangs see. They then waited for the other 2 to join Fangs before Ali spoke.

"Hey Jug, Fangs, Flower." She acknowledged with a mischievous grin, putting Jughead on edge.

"I don't like that look. Fangs why is she looking at us like that!" He said nervously sceptical, flinching when Ali's eyebrow twitched daringly.

"In my defence Jones, I tried. I really did." Fangs defended, looking at his friend apologetically.

"Who is this Northsider and why is she here?" Sweet Pea questioned giving Ali a disgusted scowl making Toni chuckle a bit. His scowl was different from his usual northside hatred glare.

"I, my dear flower," Ali replied sweetly, stepping forward and tilting her head to the side innocently. Making Fangs and Jughead gulp. They didn't like where this was going.

"I’m the girl that’s going to get You wet." She grinned sweetly, before launching a large water balloon at Sweet Pea's face and diving behind the log she had jumped off. His face fell in horror as the ice-cold water collided with his chiselled cheek bones.

"IT'S GIRLS V BOYS! THIS MEANS WAR!" Izzy and Toni screamed launching their water balloons at the guys before running to grab more ammunition and take cover.

"Winner is the team that stays driest. Game finishes when we run out of balloons!" Ali yelled throwing another balloon at Sweet Pea who was pissed and determined to get revenge on the Northsider that had the audacity to attack him like that.

The game went on for a while, each team using different tactics. Whilst the boys went for the panicked maniac approach. The girls decided to trap them. Tricking the boys into a false sense of security with a few poorly aimed throws. Making the guys think they had the upper hand. Moving in to strike a tree they thought the girls had huddled behind only to find nothing but a large X on the ground.

"X MARKS THE SPOT DUMMIES" Ali called from above them. She had scurried up the tree carrying a bag full of water balloons with Izzy and Toni placed strategically behind the trees surrounding the mark waiting for the signal. The girls immediately opened fire on the guys as they stood defence less, hopelessly trying to fight back. But resistance was futile. Especially after Ali tipped the large bag of balloons over them from above. Soaking them from head to toe.

"Told you I'd get you wet!" Ali teased, grinning smugly from the branch she was perched on.

"OK Ali. You win!" Jughead called trying to stifle a laugh. Ringing out his hat and shaking out the water from his hair. Ali grinned victoriously as she climbed back down the now very slippery tree trunk, her foot slipping at the last step sending her flying backwards. She had just enough time to throw her legs back, pushing her way through the damp air in a recovery back flip. Her feet landing solidly between Fangs and Jughead. After several seconds of laughing at Ali's near miss with the ground, the group made their way back over to the fire throwing a few more logs on to build up the flames. Laughing and joking about the battle they had just fought.

"It goes without saying, girls are definitely better than boys!" Toni stated handing out towels, making Izzy giggle.

"Ali pulled a Lara Croft on them!" Izzy squeaked happily, holding her tummy as a giggle fit took a hold of her. Pushing her on her side almost making her fall off the log she was sat on. But just as she was about to roll off, a large hand grabbed her, pulling her back up to safety. Sweet Pea chuckled as he looked down at the little girl still curled up in a raging fit of gut busting laughter. Wrapping a large muscular arm around her to hold her steady.

After a few minutes of everyone laughing at Izzy's uncontrollable giggles, the group managed to calm down, as did Izzy's giggles. Though she still had the occasional chuckle slip through. Ali chuckled at her little sisters innocence as she went to grab the food she had bought earlier. Placing a box of goodies in front of the group.

"Told you she'd help you find your smile!" Izzy murmured looking up at Sweet Pea who had been watching Ali as the group laughed and chatted. A small grin tweaking at the corners of his chapped lips.

"Shush you and grab me a s’more." He replied warmly. Sending Izzy over to grab them both a s’more and a sandwich each. Ali looked at the handfuls of food in Izzy's arms, moving her gaze to Sweet Pea who was sat beside Fangs. An Izzy sized gap between them.

"You slave driver! Did you just send poor, frozen little Izzy over to grab Your food?" Ali accused playfully, chuckling at Izzy when she nodded her head happily before shuffling back over to her cosy spot between the two gangsters.

"I'm helping, Ali!" Izzy defended with a proud grin as Fangs wrapped her back up in a large purple towel.

The group sat there until it was too dark and cold to stay any longer. They silently packed everything away before heading to the Whyte Wyrm. Izzy rode in the truck with Toni and Fangs so she wouldn't freeze to death on the back of Ali's bike. Forcing Sweet Pea to ride with Ali on her bike and Jughead, who refused to ride with Ali ever again, managed to squeeze inside Toni's truck after being dragged in by Izzy.

"Not too bad for Northsider's are they?" Jughead teased Sweet Pea as they followed her inside the dimly lit bar.

"They're ok I guess," He shrugged, not letting Jughead know he was right.

"Izzy's funny, annoying but tolerable." He grumbled waving to the bar tender and ordering a round of beers for the guys.

"You're just upset 'cos the kids more perceptive than you are." Fangs interjected grabbing his beer and leaning against the bar. Smirking at his friend.

"Hey Hog-Eye, can you tell mum we're here and can we get 2 ginger beers please. Its a school night and Izzy's here." Ali greeted cheerfully, her smile brighter than ever as she accepted the drinks handed to her.

"Drinks on the house kid. You and your mum do enough for us and don't think I haven't noticed the discounts you've been giving the Serpents." Hog Eye insisted, waving away the money Ali had pulled out.

"Hey what about me?!" Izzy asked looking a little upset peering over the edge of the bar on her tiptoes.

"Sorry kiddo almost forgot about your handy work with a paint brush." Hog eye apologized leaning over to ruffle her hair a little.

"Come on Izzy, lets see if the guys are brave enough to play us at pool. Thanks Hog-Eye!" Ali smiled guiding her little sister towards the pool table on the other side of the room.

"Hey Fangs, make sure she stays out of trouble. You know what she's like." Hog-Eye ordered nodding his head towards Ali and Izzy who were setting up the pool table.

"Come on Sweet Pea. Lets show these Northsiders how to play properly." He nudged, before making his way over. "Fancy a game? Girls V Boys rematch?" He asked jumping on a nearby stool.

"That's hardly fair Fangs." Ali answered grabbing a stick from the corner and handing it to Izzy.

"Worried you're going to lose? Don't worry we'll go easy on you Northsiders." Sweet Pea mocked folding his arms, a smug grin plastered on his face. Izzy and Fangs rolled their eyes at his arrogance as Ali stepped forwards, almost squaring up to the 6'3 giant in front of her.

"On the contrary my darling," Ali's voice sickeningly sweet as was the innocent expression that washed over her face. "It's hardly fair because Izzy has more talent in her little finger than you do in your entire body." Ali teased wiggling her little finger at him.

"Bring it Northsider. 50 bucks says me, and Fangs win." Sweet Pea challenged stepping closer and looking down at Ali who was considerably shorter than him.

"This is getting intense. You could cut the sexual tension in here with a knife." Izzy whispered to Fangs, kneeling up on her stool and leaning forwards to rest her elbows on the table as they watched.

"I know." Fangs agreed before whipping round in shock at Izzy's comment,

"Isabelle Masters watch your language! You shouldn't know about things like that at your age!" He scolded, making Izzy scowl at him.

"Dude I'm 8 not 2!" Izzy scoffed sticking her tongue out at him making him laugh.

"Oh god they're shaking hands, you two are in for it now she's got that look again." She warned sitting up as her sister approached.

"Boy scout over here put 50 bucks on them winning. Fancy earning 50 bucks Izzy?" Ali questioned sarcastically. Izzy grinned nodding her head, her blonde plait falling over her shoulder as she jumped down from stool dragging it into position to start the game.

"Said Izzy could break. Give them a fair chance." Sweet Pea told Fangs as the little girl took her position. Fangs looked at his friend in horror.

"You suggested it or were coerced?" Fangs demanded under his breath making his friend look at him dumb founded.

"What’s the difference?" He shrugged just as Izzy took her shot sending the balls flying across the table potting a red ball and a yellow ball. "Actually, don't answer that."

"Looks like you're stripes. Fitting really considering you're about to get whipped." Ali mocked watching as Izzy took her second shot moving a striped ball away from its original spot, making it difficult for the Boy's to pot anything.

"Games only just begun Ali Cat. Plenty of time to kick your ass." Fangs sneered back before taking his shot, hitting his target but missing the shot. Ali shook her head, pouting sarcastically at him as he hung his head down in annoyance, avoiding the smug twinkle growing in the oppositions eyes.

"Maybe next time sugar plum." Ali teased moving round the table to stand next to Sweet Pea in the far corner. Bending over the table to line up her shot sticking her ass out a little more than necessary. Grazing the side of his thigh as she raised the end of her stick to take her shot. Making him suck in a sharp breath of air. Ali smirked taking her shot and potting another ball. Standing straight, she turned to look at Sweet Pea who was gripping the stick in his hands so tight, his knuckles were turning white. The muscles in his jaw showing through as he clenched his jaw even more. She fluttered her big blue eyes at him, placing a friendly hand on his biceps and smiling brightly.

"Sorry did I get you then?" She asked winking at him before moving round to take her second shot.

"Looks like the kids are playing nicely together." Jughead observed as he and Toni watched from the bar.

"Which kids are you watching?" Toni snorted giving him a concerned side eye glance.

"From what I can see, this game is big ball of passive aggression. Looks like Pea's met his match too. If he grips that stick anymore, hes going to be replacing it." Toni commented looking over at Jughead.

"You think there's something there don't you." Jughead proposed looking at the glint in Toni's eyes.

"All I'm saying is that Northsider has managed to get away with a lot more than most." Toni responded taking a swig of her beer. "And they've only just met."

"Yeah because Izzy's here. Sweet Pea may be a hot head but he's not a monster. He wouldn't scare an innocent kid like Izzy." Jughead debated, pointing to Izzy and Sweet Pea who had just shared a high ten when she won the game potting the final ball. "See, I rest my case."

"Ok Jughead 20 bucks says I'm right. If there isn't some obvious flirting between them, you win. If there is, you owe me 20 bucks and be my slave for a day of my choosing. Deal?" Toni offered turning to Jughead and holding out her hand for him to shake to seal the deal.

"Fine. But if I win, I want my 20 bucks and you're my slave for a day of MY choosing." Jughead bargained shaking Toni's hand in agreement.

"30 bucks says they remain completely oblivious to their feelings." Hog-Eye interjected, leaning beside Jughead cleaning a glass as he watched the group set up another match. This time Fangs and Ali versus Izzy and Sweet Pea.

"That's an obvious bet Hog-Eye. The question is for how long. My money says maximum 2 months. They're bound to notice eventually." Toni judges, looking over at Hog-Eye for his opinion.

"No way. Ali is the most oblivious person ever. I say Sweet Pea notices before she does, but it takes him at least 3 months before he does." Hog Eye predicts looking to Toni and holding his hand out to seal the deal. "What do you say?"

"Alright Hog-Eye, you're on!" She agrees shaking hands with the older Serpent.

#riverdale serpents #riverdale #riverdale fic #riverdaleedit #sweet pea #sweet pea x oc #sweet pea X #bad boy sweet pea #sweet pea fanfic #sweet pea fanfiction #fangs fogarty #fangs #toni topaz #cheryl x toni #riverdale x oc #jughead jones #betty x jughead

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honeykngdom · 6 years

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𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐞

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 ☑

sweet pea x oc words: 140k + | rating: ⚠ ⛈ ♥

summary: what happens when a hot mess™ orphan running from her past ends up breaking her hard exterior for the hot-headed serpent, and falls in love? disaster. that’s what happens.

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bad omen draft | from sweet pea’s point of view

a series of callipea moments: (1/?) after graduation ☁

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

anchors | sweet pea x oc (hiatus) words: 4.4k+ | rating: ☕ ☁

summary: based on an age-old cliche about being born with a tattoo only your soulmate has. fogarty and sp move down to cali on their bikes at age twenty five for a hard earned summer vacation, where sweet pea conquers his greatest fears by diving right in, head first.

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𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 + 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒

all you have to do is ask | sweet pea x reader words: 952 | rating: ☕ | read here

bad company | sweet pea x reader words: 3266 | rating: ⛈♥ | read here

you’re safe now | sweet pea x reader words: 2117 | rating: ⚠♕ | read here

sold my soul to the devil | sweet pea x serpents x reader words: 2754 | rating: ☁ | read here

sacrilegious | sweet pea x reader ♕ words: 2631 | rating: ☁ | read here

all drabbles | smutty abc’s

𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒

mulholland drive (hiatus) fangs fogarty x oc words: 588 | rating: ⚠⛈♥♕

summary: determined to have the best summer of her life, Sabine turns to former flame Fangs Fogarty to show her just how hospitable the Southside Serpents can be

read the sneak peek!

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐒 + 𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐒

souvenir for the road | fangs fogarty x reader ☑ rating: ⛈ ♕ | part one - part two

all drabbles | smutty abc’s

𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀!!! 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐏𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏𝐌𝐀𝐒

1st snowfall of christmas | sweet pea x reader words: 807 | rating: ☕ | read here

holiday baking | sweet pea x jughead jones words: 651 | rating: ☕ | read here

decorating the tree | sweet pea x fangs fogarty words: 692 | rating: ☕ | read here

taboozing | toni topaz x cheryl blossom words: 529 | rating: ☕ | read here

under the mistletoe | fangs fogarty x reader words: 555 | rating: ☕ | read here

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

All headcanon’s will be kept under the cut as my tag is atrocious, and I’m too lazy to fix things.

SWEET PEA

⚬ cuddling with sweet pea

⚬ sleeping with sweet pea

⚬ sex with sweet pea

⚬ arguing with sweet pea

⚬ fighting/discussing with sweet pea

⚬ prom with sweet pea

⚬ cooking with sweet pea

⚬ dating sweet pea

⚬ northsider * dating sweet pea

⚬ smol bean dating sweet pea

⚬ celebrating your birthday with sweet pea

⚬ sweet pea crushing on you

⚬ shower sex with sweet pea

⚬ meeting sweet pea (as a northsider)

⚬ riding motorcycles with sweet pea

⚬ having class with sweet pea

⚬ being bff’s with sweet pea

⚬ kissing with sweet pea

⚬ types of dates with sweet pea

⚬ flirting with sweet pea

⚬ having a secret relationship with sweet pea

⚬ saying i love you for the first time with sweet pea

⚬ sweet pea asking you to be his girl

⚬ living with sweet pea

⚬ being tall boy’s daughter and dating sweet pea

⚬ sweet pea liking you but you have a boyfriend

⚬ fwb to lovers with sweet pea

⚬ sweet pea finding out you smoke

⚬ rough sex with sweet pea

⚬ sweet pea finding out you have a nip piercing

⚬ roadtrip with sweet pea

⚬ shopping with sweet pea

⚬ adopting a pet with sweet pea

⚬ being cheryl’s sister and dating sweet pea

⚬ sweet pea loving an insecure S/O

⚬ horny sweet pea

⚬ sweet pea dating a badass like him

⚬ morning after with sweet pea

⚬ sweet pea meeting your parents

⚬ sweet pea during your period

⚬ christmas with sweet pea

⚬ sweet pea stealing you from your bf

⚬ gangsta inspired sweet pea

⚬ watching 80′s movies with sweet pea

⚬ sweet pea finding out he’s gonna be a teen dad

⚬ being horny for sweet pea

⚬ sweet pea taking care of a drunk/frisky reader

⚬ 3sum with sweet pea ft fangs fogarty

⚬ thigh riding with sweet pea

⚬ snowball fights with sweet pea

⚬ sweet pea comforting you

⚬ sweet pea reacting to the supernatural

⚬ unresolved feelings with sweet pea

⚬ sweet pea as a dad

⚬ sweetvee

⚬ annoying sweet pea with vine trends

⚬ learning to play pool with sweet pea

⚬ phone sex with sweet pea

⚬ sweet pea distracting you

⚬ giving sweet pea a massage

⚬ sweet pea’s first time high

⚬ drunk sweet pea

⚬ platonic sweet pea

⚬ poly relationship ft holy trinity + reader

⚬ sweet pea dating a river vixen

⚬ first time swangs meets

FANGS FOGARTY:

⚬ type of girl fangs would be into

⚬ 3sum with sweet pea ft fangs fogarty

⚬ horny fangs fogarty

⚬ fangs fogarty introducing you to his friends

⚬ fangs fogarty dating a short girl

⚬ dating fangs fogarty

⚬ drunk fangs fogarty

⚬ first time swangs meets

#masterlist #sweet pea #sweet pea riverdale #sweet pea headcanon #sweet pea imagine #sweet pea fic #sweet pea request #riverdale #riverdale headcanon #riverdale imagine #riverdale request #jordan connor #bad omen #BadOmenReaders #toni topaz #cheryl blossom #jughead jones #jugpea #choni

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n0-eyedtaissa · 6 years

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WIP Game

The Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous.

Tagged by: @sweetfogarty and @hugharekillianmesweetghoul, thank u sweet babies!

Little Brother!Sweet Pea (Sweet Pea x OC Ruthie):

Gryphons and Gargoyles: anonymous asked, ‘what would ruthie do when she found out that Sweet Pea and Fangs were playing G&G?’

Thankful for You: an in-depth look at the ways that Sweet Pea and his sister went about the holiday season (ages 8-18)

Untitled (So Far): what happened when Sweet Pea came home to Ruthie after helping Jughead and the rest of the younger Serpents strip Penny Peabody of her tattoo.

The New Normal (Sweet Pea x Fem!Reader): after the black hood attacks plague riverdale, an unlikely friendship strikes up at a party

Riot Night: an eventual multi-part fic that highlights the events of riot night, and what went on behind the scenes at the hospital when Fangs Fogarty gets shot.

You Can't Live There Forever: Ruthie wonders what her life would have been like if she got out of Riverdale sooner (part of the Playlist Series I’m working on!)**

FP Jones x OC Ruthie

The Playlist Series: a series of song-fics surrounding the tumultuous moments of a relationship than can never really be brought to fruition

(here are some of the songs i plan on using! links are embedded)

I don't wanna be okay without you

Fade

Duet

You Can’t Live There Forever**

Sweet Thing

i have two parts to this series already out, which you can find here and here!

Jughead Jones

Spirit Boards and Bad Decisions (part 2): in which jughead enlists his serpent friends to play the ouija board with him, and things go awry.

part 1

Reggie Mantle

Trust Me: anonymous asked, Could you do "and i realized that it wasn't because you don't trust me, it's that you can only trust you" with reggie?

(okay i didn't think that i had that many things to work on, but after making this list i clearly do..wow. tagging @sweetpeasbabydoll @sweetpeas-sweetpea@mrsfangsfogarty @formysakeamaryllis)

#tag game #wip list #will take fics off once i finish them!#courtneys writing

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shaniahnoel · 6 years

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Buttercup Pt 11/12

Warnings: None?

Word Count: 1541

This is almost it. Feedback appreciated; not to worry, I have another Sweet Pea x OC in the works [well, in my brain at least].

Masterlist

“So, you and P are pretty serious, eh?” Fangs nudged her shoulder with his as they stood on the porch. Thunder rumbled quietly in front of them, out of all the April storms, this one seemed calmest. Sophia had been so absorbed in it that she hadn’t noticed her cousin until he had bumped her.

“What,” she gasped, spinning to face him.

“You. Sweet Pea. Serious. Yes? No?” He said the words slowly, cocking an eyebrow.

“Is six months serious?”

“Debatable, but that necklace is not.” Reflexively, Sophia’s hand went up to finger the fine gold pendent. She smiled as she remembered their first Christmas.

Sweet Pea had slept over in Fang’s room, declaring that the best gift Aunt Rachel could give him was seeing Sophia first thing in the morning. Aunt Rachel had conceded, while Fang loudly proclaimed that he’d regret it once he saw her morning hair. Glaring at her cousin Sophia had silently decided to wake up earlier than the boys and get ready—this idea was short lived as Sweet Pea had woken her up at 7 a.m. telling her to be grateful that he’d made himself wait an hour before waking her. Thus, she found herself in thankfully cute pajamas, running a brush through her hair frantically while he buzzed around the living room. As soon as she descended the stairs, he was at her side, thrusting the package into her hands.

“Geez, P. You’re awfully excited,” Fangs teased as he came down the stairs, earning himself a glare from both parties. Aunt Rachel came sleepily out of her room, and everyone arranged themselves around the tree. The tradition in the Fogarty house was to have everyone open a gift at once. When they’d each picked their gift, Sophia teasing Sweet Pea by first picking up a different package than the one in her hand, Aunt Rachel declared them ready to open. The velvet box had slid smoothly out of the wrapping paper and she opened it with shaking fingers. Her mouth dropped open as she took in the two hearts, one on top of the other. The gems were their birthstones and she looked up at Sweet Pea, wide-eyed and remembering a conversation that they had only a few weeks into their relationship. He was watching her, slightly anxious, but melted immediately at her warm gaze. Ignoring the protests of her family, she’d launched himself into his arms, nuzzling into his neck.

She was pulled out of her reverie by Fangs slightly raised voice: “You. Him. Love?”

“I dunno, Fangs. I mean, I do. I assume he does, but we don’t really talk about it.” Sophia flushed under her cousin’s sudden inquisition. He looked skeptical, but it was true. Sweet Pea had proven himself serious about being more open, and as the weeks passed Sophia was sure that she loved him. From the way he looked at her and talked to her, she was confident that he loved her, too, but that was an emotion that she wouldn’t push him on. She knew love terrified him and, so it was enough for her to see it, even if he wouldn’t say it.

“You really did a number on him, didn’t ya?”

“You mad that I stole your best friend?” Sophia teased.

“No, I’m glad someone reigned him in before I had to pluck him outta prison.”

“Sure, sure.”

“Alright, now come in and get your butt kicked at Uno before you’re electrocuted.”

Fangs knew too well that a challenge was the only thing that would interfere with her storm watching, and she fell for it immediately. A few rounds in, she and Fangs were wrestling on the floor. Rachel had given up attempting to harness the chaos and retreated to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Just as Sophia rolled Fangs off her, there was a loud knock at the door.

“Can one of you children adult enough to answer that?”

“Got it!” Sophia called, jamming an elbow into Fangs’ side. Cackling, she ran to the door and threw it open smiling widely. The man in the door way was not Sweet Pea, as expected, but like her boyfriend, was a man she’d know anywhere.

“Marcus?” Fangs asked in disbelief, Sophia stunned in silence.

“I’ve been looking for you.” His voice was deeper, older, eerily reminiscent of their father.

“Marcus,” her voice was small, childlike.

“Hey Sophie.”

A strangled cry tearing through her throat, Sophia launched herself into her brother’s arms. It’d been years since she’d seen her brother, and two since he’d overdosed. Their mother had forbidden contact when he entered rehab—she’d never heard that he’d gotten out. Rachel came to see what the commotion was all about and then ushered everyone into the living room to chat. Sophia and Marcus took the couch, maintaining a half hug. They’d always had a close relationship and for Sophia it was like discovering her brother had been raised from the dead.

When Sweet Pea entered the house an hour later, his eyes had widened upon taking in the unfamiliar man with his arm around his girlfriend, but Sophia had leapt from her seat excitedly.

“Babe, this is my brother Marcus. Marcus, this is my boyfriend Sweet Pea.”

It was an awkwardly tense moment. Sweet Pea was relaxing as he realized why his girlfriend had been so comfortable with this guy, while Marcus was tensing, the ever-protective brother figure. Even so, they’d been raised with manners, so he shot out a hand in introduction. Sweet Pea settled on the other side of the couch, and Marcus resumed his stories. After rehab, their mother had cut all ties which ultimately had been the better thing for him. Without the pressure to conform to her ideals, and with med school off the table due to his overdose, he’d discovered a new passion. For the last year, he’d been working with low budget film companies, trying to make a name for himself in New York. A few weeks ago, he’d run into a family friend who had let slip that Sophia had moved out; knowing that his mother could no longer interfere, he’d sought out his sister.

“So, what about you, Soph? Still the tickle master of the ivories?”

“Oh, I play a little here and there.”

“Are you kidding? She’s amazing, don’t let her fool you.” Sweet Pea had leaned forward to look at Marcus. “We got her a piano so that she can jam out.”

The age and refinement slipped right off his face as Marcus leapt to his feet. He offered a hand to Sophia, who took it begrudgingly—this could only go one way. She led him to the piano and they sat together on the bench. There was no speaking between them, no indication of key or piece, but their hands began to move as one. The scales tinkled through the room, a radiant sound. The piece they produced was joyful and bright, somehow sprinkled with a sadness, but with the hope of better days. When the music faded, Marcus threw his arms around her, pulling her close.

“You’re going to be an amazing pianist, Sophie.”

“That’s what we keep saying, but she’s set on med school,” Fangs groaned in the background.

“You hate medicine,” Marcus laughed, “why would you… oh….”

Sophia shrugged her shoulders, but her brother’s brow creased. It smoothed with his resolve. “No, absolutely not. You’re not doing this to yourself. You’re made to be a pianist. Your heart is a pianist heart—I’m confident that med school would suck the life right out of you.”

“It’s what I want to do.” Her jaw was set, and it was nice to realize that even after years had passed, the rhythms of their fights remained the same.

“No, it’s some stupid idea you have in your head to follow our parents wishes to the grave.”

“You wanted to be a doctor, too.”

“Yeah, I did, but I wanted to do it. I don’t want you to do it for me, and we both know that dad wanted to stop giving you lessons when he saw you hated it—he’s probably rolling in his grave knowing you’re set on doing this.”

“It’s what I want t—”

“Is it? Can you look me in the eye and tell me 100% that that is what you want to spend the rest of your life doing? I started med school, Soph, if you’re not passionate about it, it will eat you.”

Sophia rolled her eyes but didn’t answer and Marcus knew not to push. He stayed for the next few days, but then he had to return to New York for work. There was an exchanging of new numbers and the promise of a vacation to the city as Sophia bid him a tearful goodbye. When she walked up to her room for some alone time, there was a pamphlet on her bed. It was for Julliard with a note from Marcus attached: I talked to Fangs. He said you wanted to do your future your way here. The medical path was dad’s way, and I thought it was mine. I was wrong, and I think you are, too. Just consider it. Love you Sophie. -Marcus.

Taglist: @serpentsweetspea @southsideeserpent

#sweetpea #sweetpea x oc #riverdale fanfiction #southsideserpents #sweetpeaspodsquad

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