Oṋ̷͆̽̍͊ ǎ̸̹͔̅̈́͘ṋ̷͆̽̍͊d̶̖̠̖̳̏̇̏̆͆̂̾̚ o̵̳̞̖̖̩̻̩̎̍̓́ṋ̷͆̽̍͊ ǎ̸̹͔̅̈́͘ṋ̷͆̽̍͊d̶̖̠̖̳̏̇̏̆͆̂̾̚ o̵̳̞̖̖̩̻̩̎̍̓́ṋ̷͆̽̍͊ ǎ̸̹͔̅̈́͘ṋ̷͆̽̍͊d̶̖̠̖̳̏̇̏̆͆̂̾̚ o̵̳̞̖̖̩̻̩̎̍̓́ṋ̷͆̽̍͊ ǎ̸̹͔̅̈́͘ṋ̷͆̽̍͊d̶̖̠̖̳̏̇̏̆͆̂̾̚ o̵̳̞̖̖̩̻̩̎̍̓́ṋ̷͆̽̍͊ ǎ̸̹͔̅̈́͘ṋ̷͆̽̍͊d̶̖̠̖̳̏̇̏̆͆̂̾̚ o̵̳̞̖̖̩̻̩̎̍̓́ṋ̷͆̽̍͊ ǎ̸̹͔̅̈́͘ṋ̷͆̽̍͊d̶̖̠̖̳̏̇̏̆͆̂̾̚
(𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚟𝚊𝚝𝚒 𝚘𝚗) ✅
Yo,, Granny a certified Crip
Yes, yes, yes she is
(MATHIAS)
Fucking ridiculous
I love my fat bitches
Yeah, ayy
Ayy, ayy (yo)
Bitch, shut the fuck up, I just want face
Glock feel aroused, somebody gettin' laid
Bodies getting picked off, speakin' my name
(Shh, lights out) put a end to your day
I'ma put his brains on a wall, Van Gogh
AK make him fight for his life, campo
Right-hand stun a motherfucker, stone cold
Let a bitch suck guts and my dick, lipo
.556 make him shapeshift like he Mystique
Run-DMC, watch your mouth 'cause it get tricky
Face plant the wood and my pelvis 'til you chip teeth
I can see you nervous and shakin', you little pup
Pussy, take your balls out your purse and man up
Open up thе pit, split this shit with my punch
Beat the pussy down, treat my dick likе nunchucks
When I'm with your bitch, yeah, my zipper get undone
Bitch, shut the fuck up, I just want face
Glock feel aroused, somebody gettin' laid
Bodies getting picked off, speaking my name
(Shh, lights out) put a end to your day
I'ma put his brains on a wall, Van Gogh
AK make him fight for his life, campo
Right-hand stun a motherfucker, stone cold
Let a bitch suck guts and my dick, lipo
Lights on b̵̧̙̮̰̜̳̟͈̞̓̀͋̅̓̔ͅy̵̧̛̝͙̪̘͑͋͌͂̓͌̉ͅ Kx̶̧̥͚̹͚͔̙͇́͐͋͛͊́́̄͝l̵̡̬̹̙͕͍͙̜̂͌̾l̵̡̬̹̙͕͍͙̜̂͌̾s̶̢͎̮̝̭̫̞̏̒͛͗͜w̵̡̦̲͓͉̟̼͍̑̉̀̓x̶̧̥͚̹͚͔̙͇́͐͋͛͊́́̄͝t̵͎̳̠̏͐͒͆̐c̶̡̙̙̞̊̅̋́̒̔̈̑̑h̶̨̢̺̪̻̱̞̓̓͊ͅ 🎧
@luna---zylum @bethanythestrange @bigbonzo @seanisnothing
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Not Another Riverdale Love Story Chapter 6
This is the SPICY chapter of this story. Like every chapter, I'm SO excited to bring it to you. I almost didn't write it. And I almost posted it separately. But, there are some hidden clues in it that refer to the rest of the story. I hope you enjoy!!
Jughead’s fingers slid through the ends of Veronica’s soft locks to finger the collar of her blouse. The tension between them was slight but its pull strengthened by the second.
This time, there wasn’t any hesitation. FP didn’t walk through the front door. Instead their lips met softly at first. Electricity running through them as Jughead cupped her chin pulling her closer, their lips parting needing something deeper.
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