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yourjughead · 4 months

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Boyfriend Part 2

Sweet Pea X Reader

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Sweet Pea pov

I made the short walk, well in my rage, the short run to Jugheads trailer. Lights out no body's home. Hm. Where would the usual spot for him and yn be, the thought making me feel sick. Whyte Wyrm? Nah Jughead was rarely there. If I was a horrible human being where would I go hmmmmm. Ah that diner on the Northside!

3rd Person

You crossed the threshold of the Whyte Wyrm as quickly as you could, still processing what just happened to you. Arriving at the bar top, Toni sailed over to you smiling.

"Hey YN, How'd the rekindling of the romance go?"

"It didn't, pass me one of the spare burners would ya". Toni reached into a large ceramic jar on one of the top shelves of the bar, retrieved a phone with a sim taped to back and tossed it to you. You gave a small smile in thanks and began to set it up.

"Am I allowed to ask what happened or...."

"Ugh Toni what a mess, he thinks I'm dating Jughead"

"Well aren't you?"

"Yeah aren't you?" The sound of your father's voice joinging the conversation startled the two of you. Toni took a rag from the bar top and quickly exited the conversation to grab your father a replacement drink.

"Yeah Dad, of course" you tried to give a smile, barely convincing him.

"Right well the two of you together is the Serpent dream. Me and FP are delighted, you settled with one person who's right for you and Jones kept away from that busybody blonde girl" your father gave you a wink before taking his drink from Toni.

"Speaking of which, I gotta go meet him" you nodded to the both as your new phone lit up to life.

~ Simultaneously across town Sweet Pea POV

I raced across the old bridge on my motorbike, not fully knowing where I was going but closely following the trail of picket fences. What a sad existence this truly is. I finally came across the neon sign of Pop's Dinner through the torrential rain.

From outside I could see Jughead and the outline of the back of her, seeminly wearing a hat. He looked so happy. Fuck him. I could see the two shake with laughter. I really messed up. I mean sure it hurts but we were never really exclusive and besides we could never be public like this. She deserves someone she can publicly love. I should just disappear.

I went to push off again but then stopped as watch Jones lean across the table to kiss her. This is really the end. Her hat fell to the floor as he moved from her. Then it caught my eye. A long slicked back almost glowing blonde ponytail. That's not YN. I couldn't help but smile so wide. Thank God it's not YN! Wait.....thats not YN. Holy shit that's not YN! He's cheating on YN!

3rd person

Sweet Pea leapt from the bike so fast it nearly came crashing to the soaked gravel. Launching himself through the doors of the almost deserted diner has the few eyes that were there lock onto him. Including Jugheads.

Jughead leapt from his chair, immediately putting his hands up in truce but it was too late. Sweet Pea had moved quickly across the diner to catch Jughead by the collar and push him into the back wall, all while leaving the blonde screaming.

"What the fuck is wrong with you Jones?! You're gonna chest on YN?! I swear I'm gonna kill you?!" Sweet Pea barked as Jughead was losing colour in his face, the blonde girl trying as she best she could to seperate the two, failing greatly.

"You-dont-under-stand" Jughead choked out. Pop's ran for the phone to call the police as Sweet Pea glared deep within Jugheads eyes, overcome with grief and anger.

From outside you could see what was happening, bolting in off your own bike and straight down to the bottom of the diner.

"Sweet Pea stop!" You screamed, managing to wiggle between the two. Sweet Peas grip completly released from Jughead, sending him to the ground, Betty quickly tending to him.

"YN he's cheating on you with her!"

"YN I thought you were gonna tell him?" Betty looked up at you both with pleading eyes.

"Tell me what?" Confusion painted Sweet Peas face. "Tell me what?!" He tried again, banging his hand off the wall he just had Jughead against.

"Me and Jughead -" you were cut off by the sound of sirens filling the car park. Both you and Sweet Pea gave panicked glances to one another, neither could afford another trip to the station.

You grabbed Sweet Peas hand, pulling him through to the girls bathroom. You went to grab anything to break through the window but turned to the crash of the glass from Sweet Peas fist. He groaned as his hand began to instantly swell with blood. You couldn't help but roll your eyes before carefully passing through the window, Sweet Pea trying his best to follow you without adding to the collection of cuts.

You ran through the drenched woods behind the diner, down the banks and beneath the trees before arriving at the bridge between the two worlds.

"They have the bikes, they'll go straight to the trailer park" Sweet Pea breathed out from beneath the shelter of the bridge.

"I don't have plates on mine" you glanced out checking if anyone followed.

"- and when they search yours it'll register to Greendale" Sweet Pea couldn't help but laugh at that, the Serpents think of it all.

"Show me your hand" you took his bleeding extremity from his side to examine it under the above street lights. Little shards of glass shone out as you gently removed the larger pieces.

"That's all I can do without the kit, we'll sort it when we're home" he nodded at you thankfully before sliding down the wall of the bridge to the dirt, you following suit.

"I hope FP doesn't find out about this, he's not gonna take it well that you went for his son"

"I don't care, he had it coming"

"Sweet Pea -"

"He can't take you from me and then cheat on you YN" he cut across you, staring at the stream of water parallel to your feet.

"Sweets I tried to tell you tonight, I tried to tell you before battle Royale broke out"

"I'm sorry I flew off the handle....tell me what? You knew he was cheating on you?"

"We'd have to be actually dating for him to cheat on me" you looked worriedly over at the increasingly confused face of your partner in crime.

"Jughead and I are just faking, he wants to keep dating the Betty girl and I want to keep being with you, it's just to keep our parents off of our backs"

"No that's not true" Sweet Pea stood and began pacing.

"I told you he has a gift for making up stories, this is one of them. Our dads were getting more and more on us about why we weren't together, this way it would stop them from asking questions. I wanted to tell you sooner but Jughead said we needed you to believe it first, to help Dad believe it" you stood to look at him.

"No no no no this isn't happening because that would mean I over reacted for nothing"

"Sorry to be the bearer of bad news but you over reacted, I'm sorry I lied" he stopped pacing at these words. The rain continued to almost bubble off of the rocks surrounding you both.

"I'm sorry I got so angry and that I smashed your phone"

"I'm sorry you ended up pinning Jughead to a wall"

"Yeah I'm not sorry about that" you hit him playfullly into the chest at his jesting. Silence wrapped around the bridge again, the rain slowly easing. You put out your arms in truce and Sweet Pea happy wrapped his around your waist, holding you into his chest.

"Sweets, Jughead and I have to keep pretending for awhile, just until it's believable that our break up would have no turning back"

"Do you have to call him boyfriend though?" you gave a small smile at Sweet Peas evident insecurity.

"Yeah but it's only pretend, you're the one I want to be with. Let's start walking home, I'm sure those cops are half way to Greendale by now" Sweet Pea gave a small nodd to your voice before taking your hand and pulling you up the bank and to the bridge. You dropped it then.

"I can't risk being seen with you like that, I'm sorry"

"It's okay YN, you can make it up to me at home" He winked and you were happy to see the playfulness return to him .

"By the way you owe me a new phone"

"Have your boyfriend pay for one"

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ashes-writing · 1 year

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d i n n e r | riverdale ; sweetpea

** all images made by me. prompt credits go to the makers of the lists I used which can be found[ here ] [here] [ here ] [ here ] [ here ] [ here ] [ here ] [here] [here]and [here] - a huge thanks to all the wicked talented creators of these prompt lists. **

𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚡 - 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛

↪ summary

---a family dinner with the Blossom family is always more about appearances than anything. You invite Sweetpea, the Serpent you've been tutoring and secretly have fallen in love with and all hell breaks loose.. Pt 1 of 2

↪ pairing / fandom

--- Blossom!fem!reader x Sweetpea - Riverdale ; this reader is more characterized with red hair and brown eyes as well as female parts.

↪ warnings

--- reader is the 'invisible' younger sister of Cheryl and Jason and thus, will be heavily characterized (possibly the first OC on this blog if/when I write this fic I have in mind just so nobody gets in a tizzy or anything). Story is canon divergent, set after Jason's death. Blossom family and all their toxic glory for obvious reasons. Sexual tension if you squint and a very public declaration of her feelings for Sweetpea which are returned by him. two parter. reader has confidence issues as a result of her family and the way they treat her (ignoring her, neglect, they only give a crap when appearances need to be upkept) + is hinted at being far less outgoing and a little more withdrawn than Cheryl.

↪ taglist, babes

--- my taglist is [here] if you'd like to be on it. huge hug to my bestie @tbmunson because we both needed this, tbh.

@volturiwolf

You spot the giant of a South Sider easily and you make your way straight over to the pool tables, tapping his shoulder impatiently until he turns to face you.

Sweetpea throws down his pool stick and whirls around and this puts him body to body with you. Dark brows knit together and he studies you in confusion. “What do you want, hm?” he questions as he steps closer, the space between your two bodies filled as he towers over you and he smirks. “Aren’t you a little lost, red?”

“Nope.” you answer quietly as you will your heart down out of your throat. Over in a corner, someone tries to start a fight and you tense up, eyes darting in the direction of the commotion. Sweetpea picks up on your tension and he nods to a door at the side of the Wyrm that leads into an alleyway. When you don’t seem to pick up on his nod, he grabs you by the arm roughly and wrangles you out the door and once the door is closed behind you both, he steps up to you and before he can stop himself, one of his rough,massive hands is lingering at your hip. He studies you intently for a second or two. “You came all this way… Cat’s got your tongue now, red?”

“I need you to come with me.” your words tumble out in a rush and Sweetpea laughs before he can stop himself. And he’s pointing at himself, an amused smirk is forming. “You want me… to come over to the North Side with you, red? Am I hearing that right? For what reason, huh?”

This is where you trip and stumble over your words because honestly, behind Sweetpea being the one person you suspect would scare your mother Penelope Blossom and behind the fact that Sweetpea kind of owes you.. Something, you’ve been letting him cheat off your classwork and you’ve been ‘tutoring him’ for weeks now, well… There’s the bigger fact that you may or may not be falling for the rough around the edges Serpent.

“Try that again. Breathe this time.” Sweetpea is teasing you now, the smirk on his face even bigger. You give him a dirty look and roll your eyes but you go quiet and take a deep breath and you start from the beginning. “As you know, my family has their maple ceremony today.. And Mother is trying to force me into some bizarre triangle with my sister and Archie that I’d really rather… Not. I mean not that Archie’s a bad guy, he’s just not…” you trail off and roll your eyes at yourself because what you want to say is that Archie Andrews isn’t the boy standing in front of you right now but you know you can’t say it. “If you do this one itty bitty favor for me, I’ll…” you tap your chin thoughtfully and smile a little. “I’ll do your homework for the rest of the year.”

Sweetpea snickers to himself and rubs his chin. “Lemme get this straight… You want me.. To go to this stupid ceremony with you. I’m not..” he trails off because internally, his brain is screaming at him to accept and tell you that you don’t have to do anything. This is a ‘dream’ scenario for him as of late. See, he’s gotten a crush on you -he’d rather die before admitting it, but the fact remains.

“You can come as you are. I don’t care what any of them think, they can all kiss my ass. Just… come with me, please? Look, I know I’m not my…” you go quiet because Sweetpea is studying you intently. Biting his lip and this draws you into another one of your silly little dazes and gets you all distracted because all you can think about is how much you just want to kiss him. Hold his hand. Take care of the guy, honestly because someone needs to.

The sappy thought has you tensing just a little more. And he’s pacing in front of you, dragging thick fingers through jet colored hair as he grumbles to himself and tries to puzzle out exactly why in the hell you’re asking him to attend some stupid maple ceremony when you could ask literally anyone else in Riverdale. He’s also wondering why it is you always seem to think that your older sister Cheryl is better than you somehow because honestly, she isn’t.

And maybe it’s that look in your eyes when you were about to say that you weren’t her, maybe it’s his crush on you, maybe it’s a bit of both, but he winds up chuckling quietly. “I can come just like this, huh? You realize that your parents are gonna take one look at me and have me thrown out, right?”

“They won’t. They can’t. There will be too many of the other family members there, they’re always so worried about their precious stupid image.” you mumble. “Please? It’s just the one time, I swear. And you don’t.. You won’t owe me anything, I’ll owe you. All you have to do is tell me what you want.”

Sweetpea steps closer to you. Dangerously close. He’s gazing down at you, lost in thought. Drawn into the milk chocolate color of your eyes. “Oh, trust me, princess. I know I wouldn’t owe you anything. You make deals with the devil often?” he questions, the firm of his tone has you squeezing your thighs together just a little. Perhaps it’s not the best way to answer but before you can stop yourself, you’re shaking your head hard enough that your red curtain bangs are falling into your eyes and you’ve answered quietly, “Only you, Sweetpea. I-I.. I promise.” you stammer a little because you’re both nervous and desperate for him to see what you’ve been doing terrible at hiding for months now.

You can’t keep pretending you’re not attracted to the Serpent from the wrong side of the tracks or that there’s some magnets pull to him.

“Please?” you ask quietly, big brown eyes fixing on him as you give a pleading look. Eyes that he knows already are his undoing because when you look at him, he feels all these different things at once. And the amount of fights he’s gotten into for you -and over you, since your paths crossed over the summer, well… He knows he already considers you his, even if he’d rather die a thousand slow and painful deaths than own up to it in any way.

But this thing you’re asking him to do seems really important and it’s not like he has anything better to do today, his mother’s out of town again, she’s gone a lot more lately… And he does enjoy pissing off North Siders, especially ones of prominence like the rest of the Blossom family.

“Okay, alright. Fine.” Sweetpea pretends to be annoyed but on the inside, his heart is about to beat right out of his chest. “We gotta go to this stupid thing now or can I finish my pool game? I was winning and I need the money, Red.”

“You can finish. I’ll stay and watch. Nobody really wants me at the ceremony, they just want me at the dinner.” you mutter. He looks angry for a split second but you sigh and give a weak shrug. “My sister and brother… They were the favorites.”

The words have him clenching his fist just a little and when you’re not paying any attention, he stares at you. You’re probably the only decent member of the Blossom family, naturally the rest of them would hate you. He knows that Jason didn’t, Jason looked out for you because he’s seen Jason fight a South Sider or two when he was still alive because they were trying to scare you by being overly gross and aggressive on a drop-off night.

He hurries through the rest of the pool game and as soon as his winnings are in the pocket of his leather jacket, he makes his way over to where you stand, waiting by the door and he chuckles, flashing a cocky smirk. “Let’s get this show on the road, huh?”

“Y-yeah.”

“If you want this to seem real, princess.. You might wanna work on being less nervous around me. You do want to piss them off, right?”

You knit your brows together in confusion. “No, I..”

“You what, princess?” he’s leaning in closer.

“I didn’t wanna sit there alone.” you admit in a whisper quiet tone. “At least when you’re around to argue with, I don’t feel so invisible.”

Your words have his breath catching in his throat and he’s glad you aren’t looking so you can’t see the slightly stunned expression on his face.

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“There you are! Get upstairs and get dressed.” Penelope Blossom rarely uses a kind tone with any of her children but when it comes to you, her tone is even less kind than with your older sister and deceased older brother.

Penelope’s gaze settles on Sweetpea and she wrinkles her nose in disdain. To his credit, Sweetpea is unbothered. “Who the hell are you?”

“He’s with me, Mother. He’s my date for the dinner.”

“Nonsense. You’ll be escorted by Archie Andrews. We’ve discussed this. You and your sister will be escorted by Archie.”

“No.” you can feel your nails beginning to leave crescents in your palm.

“I’ll have him taken care of. Run along and get dressed now.” Penelope Blossom gives you a smirk.

“You’re not going to do anything, Mother!”

It’s the first time Sweetpea has ever heard you get loud and he’s watching the mother-daughter standoff with thinly veiled interest now because considering that you asked him to come along because for some reason, you’d rather be around him than alone, well… He’s more than a little curious.

And lately you have been acting more… Sweet towards him. You’ve opened up to him more, he knows that some of the things you’ve let slip during your tutoring sessions are not things you’ve likely ever told anyone else.

It’s the first time anyone’s ever felt better or safer with him present. It’s the first time he’s been wanted for any real reason. Even his own mother goes to lengths to avoid him for the most part, she always tells him he reminds her too much of a father she says he’ll never know.

“Your daughter wants me here. I’m not leavin.”

“Oh? You think so, young man? I’ll have Mr. Keller on the phone and we’ll just see about that.”

“What’s the hold up?” Cheryl stands in the doorway, cozied up to Archie and you glance from your mother to your sister and then over at Sweetpea. Your mother rolls her eyes. “Your sister is being difficult, as usual.”

Cheryl’s gaze settles on you and she glances from you to Sweetpea, concern filling her eyes. “Why is there a Serpent in our house?”

“Because he’s here with me.”

Cheryl’s mouth falls open but she’s quick to close it and smirk at Sweetpea. “What have you done to my sister? How have you wormed your way in, hm?”

Sweetpea starts to speak up but you beat him to it. “He hasn’t.” you smile up at him as you fall into place at his side and lean into him. “I like him. He’s sweet. I wanted him to be here today.”

Cheryl snorts in disbelief.

Archie shuffles his feet uncomfortably and when your father catches sight of Sweetpea, all hell breaks loose.

“Yeah, I’m gonna leave now.” Sweetpea grumbles to himself as he turns to walk out the door and maybe it’s the fact that you’re just sick to death of all of them and they’ve managed to chase away the only boy you’ve ever really cared about at all, maybe it’s the fact that you do care about him and you’re desperate to show him and avoid losing him, either way.

“Everybody shut up! Now!” your shrill cry has all your immediate family pausing to look at you.

Seeing that you have the floor, you can’t stop yourself and years of bitterness and hurt, they all come pouring out of you. “None of you really care about me. We all know I was the mistake. Mother and father only had me to save their shitty marriage. They blame me because it didn’t work. I’m little more than the help to any of you, the only time I’m ‘family’ is when the rest of these narcissistic snobby assholes fly in for this STUPID waste of time ceremony and honestly, I wish I was the one who died and not Jason most of the time. I love him, alright? And if the choice comes down to all of you and that Serpent ‘scum’ as you call him, I’m choosing him. I’d rather have nothing and be alone or maybe I’ll be lucky enough to be happy with him than have everything and be stuck here with all of you where I know I’m not wanted.”

“You’re going to the convent.” your mother steps closer and she’s about to grab you by the arm but you snatch your arm away and glare at her in anger as you shake your head. “You won’t do it. If you do it, I’ll find a way to ruin you. Try me, mother. I dare you.”

“Monday morning, little lady.” your father threatens. He tries to grab you too but you step away and cluck your tongue in disgust. “And you, sir… How would your precious family feel to know that you steal from them, hm? How would you like everyone to know all your dirty little secrets? Because I’ll tell it, all of it.”

“I do care!” Cheryl insists, pleading. On the verge of tears because she sees this as you abandoning her, another loss to endure. “I love you. I just…” she stumbles over her words and you laugh as you shake your head. “Nobody has to do anything. Actually, I think what I’m going to do is go upstairs and pack my things. I’ll leave and then none of you will have to worry about ‘fitting me in’ anymore. Everybody wins. I can finally be happy and be myself alone or with the boy I really love and all of you don’t have to pretend to give a shit or squeeze me in when you want to look like the perfect little family. Either way, no matter what happens next, I just know I’m done with all of you and there’s nothing any of you can do or say to change my mind. All the threats in the world won’t scare me. You can do whatever you want to try and get even but I’m leaving.”

“You get back down here this instant young lady!”

“Careful, mother.. I may be the quiet one but I know enough to ruin everything… Do you really want that?” you snap back before shoving through a throng of people gathered to watch the scene as it unfolds. You’re rushing out the door and you’re just hoping that you haven’t spent too much time making a scene, that you can stop Sweetpea before he leaves and you don’t have another chance to get everything out in the open, -if it’s not already too late.

You’re halfway to the door of the mansion and Sweetpea steps out in front of you. He’s staring down at you in shock because he’s still trying to process what you’ve just said and everything you’ve done. “You.. Did you mean any of that, princess? Or was this just a ruse to make them angry so you could leave?”

“I don’t say things I don’t mean, Sweetpea.” you mumble the words quietly, you don’t dare to look up at him and somehow, your breath hangs in your throat. He clears his throat and continues to stare. “You’re really gonna walk out of here and leave all this behind, red?”

“Mhm.”

“C’mon. If I hurry, I can get back for the last round of the tournament they started before we left.” Sweetpea slips an arm around you and you let him lead you out the front doors of your parents mansion.

And as you go, it feels as if the weight of a thousand lifetimes has been lifted off your shoulder.

Once the two of you are outside and next to his motorcycle, he steps closer to you, one of his hands on either of your hips. “You know what you did in there, right?”

“Yeah, I finally told my family to fuck out of my life.” you mumble and he shakes his head. You tilt yours, looking up at him in confusion.

“You just pledged yourself to a Serpent, little red. You sure you wanna do this? Ya know I don’t have shit… Right?” Sweetpea steps closer, gazing down at your lips hungrily. “You chose me… Nothing.. Over all of this.. Them? You sure this isn’t something you’re gonna regret, princess?”

His heart is about to beat out of his chest.

It takes you just long enough to answer that he’s telling himself you’re about to change your mind and go back inside, play the good little daughter. He’s surprised when you don’t.

“I don’t love them. They don’t love me. Look, if you.. If you don’t want me around..” you bite your lip and take a deep breath, “Just take me to the train station or something. I have money to get away. I’m sorry you got dragged into this, I just got so sick of hearing the way they were talking about you and threatening me. And of course their first solution is to send me to some fucking convent, it’s easier on them to pretend I don’t exist this way.. I.. I shouldn’t have dragged you into this, I just… You make me feel safe, okay? I.. I feel less alone with you? I’m.. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” you’re tripping over your words and squirming, your feet shuffling against the snowy covered flagstone in front of the mansion.

You’re starting to walk away because you think it’ll be better than making Sweetpea do anything more than he’s already done because he’s already done more than anyone else has just by agreeing to show up, but he catches up to you, grabbing your waist from behind to turn you so that you face him.

“Will you stop doing that?”

“What?”

“Apologizing because you exist. You always do it and honestly, it bothers me, alright? Look..” Sweetpea steps up to you, his arms around your waist awkwardly just so you can’t take off again because he doesn’t want you just vanishing on him too and he’s starting to realize that maybe it’s more he feels than just the strong desire to get you pinned beneath him and moaning his name over and over. Because he’s always fighting anybody who even looks at you lately. And he’s always got to be around you, the little tutoring sessions in the secrecy of the library are something he looks forward to now instead of dreading them.

It hits him and he takes a shaky breath, “Fuck.” he mumbles as the realization forms. He’s fallen for you at some point along the way. He doesn’t want you to vanish. If you’re going to do this, he’d rather have you with him than lose you -and the chance to make a move, for good.

His hand tangles in your hair and he’s leaning down a little, his mouth on a collision course with your own. Your mouths crash together clumsy and awkward, but it’s sweet. It’s the first real thing that he’s felt in a while and as his tongue drags over the shape of your lips and slips between them to dominate yours, he mutters in awe, “I don’t wanna lose you too, okay? You’re gonna come back with me.”

“O-okay.” you mutter quietly as your mouth falls open and you melt against him completely. “Can we just go now? Please?”

“Anything you want, princess.” Sweetpea mumbles, picking you up to sit you on the back of his motorcycle.

#sweetpea #sweetpea imagine #sweetpea fanfiction #sweetpea x fem!reader #sweetpea x fem!reader imagine #sweetpea x fem!reader fanfiction #<- safe for everyone. a general tag for all my safe to read works.#-> heavily characterized female reader ; female parts + red hair/brown eyes among other things #<- female reader related to a canon character.#-> fall into fall 2022 writing

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chrollohearttags · 3 months

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i can’t remember if you’ve written this but give me dasher eren’s first time seeing y/n 😍🫶🏻

omg ykw, I have not 😭 but their first encounter was so cute! Obviously, Eren was cutting up and acting the fool. Our good sis had ordered her signature Chipotle order and naturally, he just couldn’t deliver the food in peace! Before he even laid eyes on (y/n), he had already set in his mind that he was going to clown however decided to get beans AND an extra side of rice with a Diet Coke. He pulled into the complex parking lot, bumping music and when he knocks on the door, he’s fully prepared to shame whoever answers it because it’s “big back behavior” and apparently that’s his business now 🙄. HOWEVER, when he laid eyes on you, Eren was smitten and bad. Just standing there with a bag as he examines her..trying to find the right words to say. Honestly, he never had trouble being flirtatious or charming a woman but she had my boy stuck. Leaning against the doorframe in a tank top and sweats, looking fine as hell even on some chill shit. Hands down, the most gorgeous girl he’s ever seen. Glasses on, hair pinned up in a bonnet and fresh lash extensions behind the lenses. “Thank you. I appreciate it.” Smiling as you held out your hand to offer him a tip in exchange for your food but that’s when it all began! Eren was never the nervous type but you had him sweating. One on hand, he wanted to put on these airs and make you swoon but on the other? That wasn’t his style and he knew that he could always make a girl laugh if all else failed. He just couldn’t find the balance that night!

“My pleasure, gorgeous. I made sure to toss you some extra napkins up in there and some sauces too.”

which you thought was a very sweet gesture. But alas, he wasn’t going to let you get away scott free and let just be the chivalrous man he initially led on to be. “Aw, thank you—“ “..and I put some extra mints too. Those was on me though.” Ever since then, it’s been up and now, y’all been going at it (in more ways than one!)

#cherry’s asks 🍒#cherry’s sweetpeas 🍒🌷#aot x black reader #eren x black fem!reader #aot au #doordasher!eren #black reader #eren jaeger #eren jaeger x black reader #eren x black reader #aot drabbles #eren drabble #eren yeager #eren yaeger imagine #eren imagines #eren headcanons #aot headcanons #aot modern au #eren jeager x reader

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sentientcave · 18 days

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It's ya girl

#Heavy Weighs the Crown #OC: Sweetpea #cave drawings #sketchy sketchy #feel free to imagine her different obviously since she's written from the 2nd POV and all #will i ever stop real small on lined paper? probably not no

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imaginedreamwrite · 1 year

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Hiiii.

I just wanted to ask how are Sweetpeas and Alpha Aris’ ducklings doing?

Do they like to cuddle?

Did alpha Ari have to come out to make sure no one touches his Lunas ducklings? As some of the other wolves thought they would be a good snack?

Imagine if something happened and Ari saw his Luna so upset, he broke so fast here cause his Luna was crying at just the thought of them being hurt/eaten. Imagine if something did happen and Ari sees his Luna all upset and crying into him. (Maybe in vet waiting for news).

Pissed off Alpha will be dealing with it. So don’t worry Luna.

I really did love that drabble and the gif you put with it. But especially how fast you made Ari crumble over his Luna. It was so so cute. 😍😍😍I need a guy like this. So badly. :)

Happy new year. So sorry this is so long.

Ari loves Sweetpea, and he loves that she has two cute little ducks to care for and treat like they’re her babies. He loves her so much, those ducks so much, that he made something like this in their backyard for her ducks to swim around in

What Ari doesn’t like, is hearing that his sweet luna is crying so hard that she damn near throws up. What Ari hates hearing is that someone crossed Sweetpea with such an aggressive action that he can feel not only every thought but almost hear the sound of her crying in his own head.

Ari had never been so pissed, he’s never been crossed so terribly that he actually feels blind rage. He’s usually level headed, that’s what makes his status as werewolf and alpha so respectable because he can keep a clear head. However when he senses his Sweetpea’s state, he is no longer the alpha that should be respected.

Ari becomes the nightmare they should fear.

He doesn’t even have to step into the house before he’s informed that a member of an opposing pack, who was supposed to be coming to negotiate with his pack, had found his luna in the backyard with her ducks and tried to kill them.

The way that Ari feels a complete and blinding rage over the news that you rushed your pets to the ER vet with two broken wings severely pisses Ari off. It’s radiating and stirring deeply seeded ire that makes him nearly lose control.

“She’s a fucking human. She’s my fucking human.” He had to address the father of the alpha who crossed you only once, Ari only has to speak once, before that same cocky bastard is back on his doorstep cowering.

“Ari I’m sorry.” Apologies come from the father, the son too stunned to speak. “Ari it won’t happen again.”

“It was a fucking bird, two stupid fucking birds-“ the bastard prick spoke once more finally breaking from his silence to remark on why Ari cared so much and with the comment, Ari had thrown him against the wall with a hand around his throat and an arm pinned at an awkward angle.

“It’s just an arm, it’s just a fucking arm. You don’t need it.” He growled, on the offensive and highly possessive of you and your pets. “I don’t care if it was a fucking worm! Don’t you ever cross my luna again.”

#werewolf!ari levinson x luna!reader #werewolf!Ari Levinson x reader #werwolf!Ari Levinson imagines #ari levinson & sweetpea #Ari Levinson and Sweetpea #werewolf ari #werewolf ari levinson

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veronicawritesstuff · 2 years

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Sweet Pea Dating a Witch S/O Headcanons Pt.2

AN: This is for the one person who encouraged me. :D Thank you for the feedback. I hope this hits the same. I feel like it could’ve been better but I am a perfectionist so :/. The hold this man has on me. Again I can do more :).

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Sweet Pea buying you candles he thought you’d like.

One smelled like cotton candy

Picnics and swimming days (for cleansing) at Sweetwater River

You’d beg him to go canoeing to collect river water ofc. (not really)

Sex magic and money magic (with his consent)

He’d get you the pheromone perfume (yk the one from the tik tok videos)

He tried to make it but failed so he bought it instead.

This man will go absolutely wild when you’d wear it.

He’ll also get your certain perfumes with specific scents (iykyk).

Helps you organize your witchcraft books.

Everyone in Riverdale and Greendale casts you out for being a witch.

No one would dare saying anything to your face

You could do baneful magic in your sleep

Sweet Pea helps you collect thorns and pine needles to hex a certain Blossom after she calls him a brainless Serpent. AND she broke Toni’s heart soooooo................

Full moon “rituals” (Sweets just wants to have sex under the full moon).

He’d for sure help you research for your grimoire

“Uh, babe, I did a tarot pull. Are you okay?”

He’s still willingly listening to your rants on your craft.

You have a cord cutting ceremony for a toxic ex friend, Sweet Pea is your rock and holds your hand the whole time.

You have to include him in all your protection spells.

It’s the law

His trailer having the most comforting energy but nothing compare with being with Sweet Pea.

Honestly the most powerful couple in Riverdale; the energy - immaculate. Bughead and Varchie could and will never compete.

For Halloween he’d want to go as Morticia and Gomez Addams.

#Sweetpea #sweet pea #sweet pea riverdale #sweet pea x reader #sweet pea imagine #southside #southside serpents #southside high #Serpents #greendale #riverdale #riverdale high #riverdale imagines #sweet pea x you #baby witch #witchcraft #boss bitch energy

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harrisonbrainrot · 7 months

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David Halloran Headcanons

There's NO content for the baby boy, so I made some. He's the sweetest man harrison has played in my humble opinion.

Love language is quality time and physical touch. Always wants to be with you, there's nowhere else he'd rather be. Sitting together, getting food together. He'd want to hold your hand and kiss you at the table. He wants to hear you read to him with your head in his lap, his fingers playing with your hair.

KNEE TOUCHES. His hand is always on your knee. His thumb rubbing little, soothing circles.

Calls you the sweetest pet names ever. Dove, flower, lover, sweetheart. Your name might as well be lover. He'll murmur them against your shoulder while he holds you. Against your lips while you make love. He's always sweet on you.

He loves when you hold him close at night, he trembles when you play with his hair and gently scratch his back. He'll rest his head against your chest, he'll listen to your heartbeat the whole night.

His focus is always on you. He never let's you go a moment thinking he's not paying attention. While you talk in a café, his foot is hooked around your ankle. His chin in his hand as he leans on the table. He watches you with these lovestruck eyes. He finds you the most interesting woman in the world.

He wants to take you home to Chicago. He wants to show you the city, meet his parents, buy you a house. He wants to have a family with you. He'd rather wake up to a crying baby than anything he experienced in the military. He wants to sit in front of a cozy fireplace, cuddled up with you, a small child in his arms that he dotes upon. He'll thank you everyday for giving him this life he's always wanted.

Literally the best husband in the world. Flowers on the table, notes on your side table. Waking up to see him caring for the kids so you can sleep in. Back rubs and forehead kisses. Never lets you be overwhelmed with housework.

Has nightmares, has PTSD. The war destroyed him but he never refuses your help. You're there when he cries, when he has nightmares so violent he's thrashing. You're not afraid to hold him in the night. You'll let him cry into your neck and when he begs you to pick up his pieces, you do, you always do.

#david halloran #hanover street #david halloran x reader #david halloran/reader #david halloran imagine #david halloran imagines #sweetpea husband

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anangelwhodidntfall · 2 years

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Riverdale Masterlist

Malachai

As Long As I’m Alive

Take Me With You

Joaquin Destantos

Is That My Shirt

Please Don’t Go

Sweet Pea

Coming Soon

#malachai riverdale imagine #riverdale #sweetpea x reader #joaquin desantos x reader #malachai #southside serpents x reader #riverdale x reader

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inkykeiji · 1 year

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i was just completely blown away by your post about agnes and what you said, it really really really resonated with me. i relate to everything you said and i remember reading in a post a while back that he was in the hospital and you felt conflicted about seeing him. i understand that. i also have a complicated relationship with my dad and i just love him so much but i could also be so upset with him because of the things he's done to me and my sister and my mom. oo i can't type too much!! -🧁

oh wow cupcake, thank you so much for this!!! i really appreciate hearing your thoughts, and it’s once again super comforting to hear that there’s someone else who can relate to it as well <33

tw: mentions of drugs + abuse

family in and of itself as a concept can be and often is so incredibly complex, especially when there’s something like drugs and/or abuse thrown into the mix. a lot of people (esp people online, i find) like to act as if these relationships are black and white, as if these feelings and these experiences can be easily and neatly sorted into defined categories when the fact of the matter is, they aren’t, and they can’t. obviously, abuse is bad—this is an objective fact we can all agree on. but when that abuse comes from a family member, a parent, someone who was supposed to be there for you and raise you and love you, it really muddies things.

i love my father, but i do not like him. i am hoping i can find it in me to forgive him for what he’s done to us before he dies, but i’m not sure it’ll happen. i still hold so much anger and bitterness and just generally negative feelings towards him, and in my twenty-something years on this earth i have only JUST begun to work through this shit. and he doesn’t have much time left.

#i could go on about that for a very long time #but it’s a concept i like to explore within my work a lot #partially because it’s fascinating and partially because it’s a way to work through; process; and unpack my own trauma and experiences #same with drug addiction #i have this morbid fascination with addiction and i’m 100% sure it’s because i was raised by it #because i was STEEPED in it my entire fucking life #even now we still aren’t free of it #the things addiction can do to a person are fucking horrific #but yeah! it’s really comforting to know that there are others that can understand and relate tbh #especially since i grew up in a cookie-cutter town and not a single one of my friends had to deal with what i had to deal with #but anyway!!! i will not ramble anymore #it definitely does bother me to see people act as if this kind of shit is so easy to navigate though #once again; if you have never experienced it you cannot possibly imagine what it fucking feels like #and the repercussions of it #i’m so sorry you had to go through something similar sweetpea #whatever it was that happened to you and your sibling and your mom; you didn’t deserve a single bit of it #i am sending you so so so much love <333 #keep safe and enjoy your weekend bb <3 #🧁.anon #clari gets mail

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pwurrz · 1 year

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so, update on the two wonderful kitties who were returned to us:

sweetpea is back because her family had a new baby. but it’s not the usual case of ‘we have a new object of affection so we don’t want our pet anymore’ but rather sweetpea cannot handle the stress of having a new baby in the house and started peeing everywhere. so not wanting to deal with a newborn and cat pee they returned her. it’s just a sucky situation all around.

clementine is back because the city basically took her away from her family. they lied on their application and said they only had one dog when they actually had four. apparently you aren’t supposed to have more than two dogs?? idk. but anyways five animals is too many so they had to give her back. they were so in love with her too, it’s really sad that it happened but that’s what happens when you lie on your application ig. fortunately clementine didn’t fall into a depression or regress back to a touch-shy cat, she’s just as social as she was before and she’s currently at petsmart.

#at least we’ve learned things about them #sweetpea needs to stay in a stable environment and can’t handle change #and clementine is very ok with dogs #i couldn’t imagine it but good for her. what a good girl #cats

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Attack Dog

Sweet Pea X Reader enemies to lovers

Synopsis: You return to Riverdale to find your best friend Jughead has joined a gang he said he never would. A certain member of said gang takes an interest in you in return

A/N: This was a draft from years ago. It's set when the Serpents join Riverdale high (a throwback) but also somehow their senior year....

This is very long, apologies.

Pt. 2 Pt. 3 Pt. 4 Pt. 5

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You piled your books into your locker, the Monday dew still cascading the halls. Groggily going about your business but happy to be finally back in Riverdale High. You had moved back on Friday night with your family and had already seen most of your friends that same night. After moving around so much with both your parents in the army it was nice to finally replant your roots.

“Ah yn, how I have missed you standing there" Archie threw himself against the locker smiling.

“I missed you too Archiedoodles, do you think we can go see Jughead today?” Archie had decided to keep you away from Jughead for as long as possible, he didn't quite think you'd want to see who had become.

“Emm I don't know, he's kinda busy lately”

“Too busy for me...did you hear that?” It was like a scene from a film. The banging of the hallway doors and entered the Serpents, their new school. You and Archie looked to see the swarm before Archie could see who was leading them.

“Oh hey YN look at this locker door” he turned you against the lockers by the shoulders.

“Archie what the hell” you laughed pushing against him to turn and see Jughead striding past you

“Juggy!”

“Yn!?” You ran over to him, interrupting his new hard core image, giving him a giant hug.

“What the hell are you doing back?” he smiled greatly shock still colouring him.

“Mom's done with the Army so she moved us back, dad still has a few more years but that's okay, I'm back! What are you doing here Arch said you moved schools?”

“School moved us”

“Us?” It was then you noticed the sward behind him and the leather jackets they wore. You took a step back, all of them eyeing you.

“Oh….umm” Archie joined your side, the group glaring at him harshly.

“I thought you said you'd never jo-”

“-uh yn this isn't the place for this conversation” Jughead interrupted you.

“Well then make it the place Jughead” a chorus of oohs from behind him followed.

“Come on yn let's go, you must meet Veronica” Archie wrapped an arm around you breaking the stare off you and Jughead were having.

The day flowed on and you avoided Jughead as much as possible, until the final bell rang and he cornered you outside your car.

“Yn we need to talk”

“I'd love to talk to Jughead, let me know when you see him will you?” you opened the car door but he closed it again, almost catching your fingers in it. You sighed loudly at his action.

“Yn it is still same the Jughead-”

“Really?! I remember a Jughead who hated the Serpents and what they did to his dad and how they're basically the reason his family is in two! I remember a Jughead who promised he'd never get caught up in that world! Because you sir, are not him!” you jabbed your finger into his chest.

“Hey Jones you coming?” A tall serpent called from across the carpark.

“Just a second! Yn this shouldn't be a big deal, so I have a family now, it doesn't matter!”

“You have a family now?! What am I then?! And Archie and Betty?! We were your family, your friends….” you looked down at the ground and he looked desperately at you, the tall Serpent called him from the background again before beginning to stride over.

“YN, I don't want to have this conversation in front of the Serpents, I have to keep a strong front for them” you rolled your eyes at him as Sweet Pea reached his side. You couldn't help but glare at him and he gave a small laugh.

“Jones, who's the attack dog?”

“Listen here Snake Brain-”

“YN, leave it!” Jughead cut across you earning another laugh from Sweet Pea, you began to seethe at your old best friends defence of his new family member.

“Just call me when you feel like being yourself again” you breathed out the words until your lungs nearly emptied, moving to open the car again to be stopped by Sweet Peas voice

“i think the snake skin is him Princess-”

“Don't you have some drugs to deal to children or something -” you cut across him this time.

“And what is that supposed to mean?” Sweet Pea raised an eyebrow, smile now long gone. Jughead looked between the two of you

“I meant what I said, or is the leather jacket cutting off the blood flow to your ears”

“Listen I don't know you Princess but you're not exactly making a good impression-”

“I don't give a fuck what you think about me, you seem to care a lot about what I think about you though” more Serpents seemed to join around, panic began to rise in Jughead, his attempted to stop Sweet Pea but Sweet Peas voice came harsher.

“You're seriously misguided Princess”

“And you're seriously what's wrong with Riverdale” you said through gritted teeth, receiving scoffs from the gathering Serpents but Sweet Pea stated unreadable eyes fixed on you.

“Guys just relax, YN I'll call you later” Jughead reached for your arm but you moved took a step back.

“Don't bother”

For the remainder of the week you avoided Jughead and the rest of them, instead spending time with your friends you missed so much. Catching up with all the chaos that had gone down since you left 3 years ago, and there was a lot. It was nice to feel like a senior around your friends, how it should be. You were shocked that for the most part everyone was understanding of Jughead joining the Serpents, you couldn't really understand it. Jughead continued to try to text or call you until you had enough. You needed a break from it, leaving your phone turned off on your dresser before putting on your runners.

You tried to process how you felt as you jogged through Riverdale, trying to remember your old route. You were zoned out of the world as your legs took you from a jog to run, the burn growing from your thighs down to your shins. You had been out for an hour or so now and by the third wrong turn you landed out of your subconsciousness and back to the world in front of you. Lost. How could you forget the town you grew up in. Suddenly you became very aware of the dark night that had closed around you. You looked around for anywhere still open, only a gruby bar was in your sights. They probably had a phone you thought, walking right past the fading sign of the Whyte Wyrm.

Upon approach you noticed the large amount of motorbikes outside the door. Then the amount of Serpents jackets and their owners flowing in and out of the bar. Shit you thought. You turned to leave back through the carpark you just walked through and instead crashed directly into an older Serpent and his pint of larger, sending it all over him.

“What the fuck?!” He half yelped at the cold hitting his chest. You stuttered apologies as you moved to walk past him. Instead he caught your wrist with bone crushing force. Without realising what you were doing, you sent the heel of your hand straight up and into his nose, contorting it completely. He shouted before releasing you and you moved from his shadow, other Serpents witnessing the incident and gathering quickly. You begged your tired legs to bring you running back to the main road as some began to follow you shouting.

Sweet Pea walked around the wall of the car park boarder and was immediately confused by the several Serpents beginning to run towards his direction. You didn't even take notice of him as you ran past, your leg then spasming, sending you my into the pavement. He didn't know where to look. You pulled yourself cursing behind the pillar of the entrance, resting your head again the cement of its support, preparing to get mangled by Serpents.

“Sweet Pea!” An older woman shouted his name bringing his attention from you and your attention to him.

“Ehh yes Penny?”

“Did you see a girl, Y/C/H, this tall or so” the woman made a guestimate of your height with her hand. You held your breath as Sweet Pea fought every instinct to not look down at you.

“Emm I did see someonel go over the hedges towards the back there, maybe thats her?”

“Great, she just broke one of the Seniors noses, girls dead meat” shock painted Sweet Peas face and he tried not to laugh at the thought. The woman then gave a wave before running off with the others in the direction he sent them. He exhaled loudly, looking at where you once were sat, now empty. Sweet Pea looked quickly to find your shadow hobbling down the road you think you came down. He gave a small laugh, rolled his eyes and began to jog to catch up with you.

Part 2

#riverdale #riverdale imagines #jughead jones #riverdale fanfiction #riverdale x reader #riverdale fic #sweet pea #sweet pea x reader #sweetpeaxreader #sweet pea fic #sweet pea x oc #sweetpea imagine #sweetpea x reader #riverdale sweet pea #riverdale cw #fancfiction #enemies to lovers

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ashes-writing · 1 year

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c o l d | riverdale ; sweetpea

𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚎𝚗 - 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 / 𝚓𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝

↪ summary

--- Part 2 of 2. Hours later, it's starting to sink in what's happened. Sweetpea is starting to realize that he definitely feels some kind of way...

↪ pairing / fandom

--- Blossom!Fem!Reader x Sweetpea - Riverdale.

{ Reader will be heavily characterized with red hair/brown eyes as well as personality and female parts and if I make an actual fic from this or inspired by this, she will be an OC.}

↪ warnings

--- Awkward, cute and clumsy beginning stages of... Something. Vaguest mentions of reader's home situation, which she has just left behind. Sweetpea in love because that is a warning in itself and haha the poor doofus doesn't even realize he is in love just yet either..

↪ taglist, babes

--- my taglist is [here] if you'd like to be on it. @tbmunson this would not have turned out nearly as good as it did if not for you, i luhh you bestie.

@volturiwolf

“What the hell is she doin’ here, huh?” Fangs question draws Sweetpea out of his own thoughts and reluctantly, Sweetpea tears his eyes off of you up ahead as you stomp on the dry leaves and splash through the smaller puddles.

“She’s with me, Fogarty. Is that gonna be a problem?”

Fangs gapes up at the taller Serpent. “Come again, Pea?”

“You heard me the first time. She’s with me.. With us now.” Sweetpea is still shocked that the events of hours ago even happened so he definitely still hasn’t quite wrapped his head around his part in said events, let alone the fact that you chose to stay.

That you claim you’re in love with him and he was worth leaving everything behind and getting disowned by your family for. And the fact that he hasn’t processed everything quite yet means that he’s still skittish and he’s definitely waiting on the other shoe to drop. “Look, all I know is that for now, she’s stayin. Y’know how this is gonna go. She’ll get spooked or her boredom will be cured and she’ll go home. But she’s here for now.”

“Mhm, and how did this come about, huh? Where’d you go earlier? Because if memory serves, you left the Wyrm with Little Red too.” Fangs chuckles and nods to you as he adds in a quieter whisper, “What if you’re wrong, huh? What if she sticks around? What if she’s not like everybody else you know, man? What do you know about bein’ with somebody beyond the sexual side of it, Pea? All I’m sayin is you gotta be careful, man…” Fangs trails off, his words dying away under one of Sweetpea’s infamous silencing glares.

Sweetpea’s silencing glare might have worked on everyone else, but it wasn’t working on Fangs. Sweetpea knows this so he swears under his breath and turns his gaze back to where you are. He can see you hugging yourself as the chill in the air gets colder.

“She’s gonna freeze her ass off out here. Didn’t even think to get herself a damn jacket.” Sweetpea mumbles to himself, shaking his head. He glances up at Fangs. “I doubt she sticks around, Fogarty. Look at me, man… Do you really think she’s gonna stay the second she realizes that life isn’t all cushy and warm anymore? Because I don’t.”

“I dunno, man. She seems happier.. I mean, from what I can tell.” Fangs chuckles in amusement because he just has a feeling… Sweetpea is completely wrong about how the situation is going to turn out and he’s about to figure this out for himself.

You’re walking towards him and Fangs notices it… Sweetpea’s doing it again, the thing he always does whenever he catches sight of you in the crowd somewhere. Or when the two of you are sitting in the back of the library in town as you attempt to tutor his best friend. Because Fangs knows about the tutoring sessions and he has for a while now, he was curious about where his best friend kept disappearing to.

A black limousine pulls to a stop and Sweetpea hurries to close the distance between the two of you. The window rolls down and Cheryl Blossom looks from you to Sweetpea. Sensing potential for trouble, Fangs makes his way over, hanging in the back far enough away to seem imposing but close enough that he could hear every heated word exchanged and as soon as he realized what must have happened the night before -and the fact that apparently, Sweetpea never came back to the Wyrm because he was back at his trailer in the trailer park all alone with you, these realizations have Fangs Fogarty gaping, a hand rested at the back of his head as it settles over him.

“I’m not coming back, Cheryl.” you’re firm when you say it. You don’t have any intention to go back to your family and why should you?

It’s not like any of them cared -or bothered to get to know the real you, for that matter. Sweetpea knows more about you than any of your family ever did simply because he asked. Because he wanted to know more about you and he made an effort, even if he was only doing it at first to find things to hold over your head or taunt you and embarrass you with if he needed to do it.

Somewhere along the way, this changed.

“This is beneath you.. If you come back I’ll keep our parents off your back I promise. Just… Please.. I can’t lose you too. I can’t. I won’t.” Cheryl is begging and frantic.

You laugh quietly and shrug. “It wouldn’t matter at all if Jason weren’t dead. I’m the invisible one, or worse, I’m the mistake, remember? Now Mother doesn’t have to see me and be reminded constantly. And I can finally be happy.” as you say it, you lean into Sweetpea’s side and give him this cute little awkward smile when you look up at him. You’re hugging yourself against the cold.

“Him? Of all the boys, it’s really that one? A Serpent?” Cheryl gives Sweetpea a look of disgust.

“Yes, him.” you mumble dreamily.

And there’s something in your eyes that has Cheryl realizing that you’re not changing your mind anytime soon. And you seem happy for once, the happiest she’s ever seen you in your whole life.

“At least let me bring your belongings and visit?” Cheryl pleads. “I’ll bring some things over tonight. When Mother and Father are asleep, okay?”

You eye her warily. This entire time, Sweetpea has been tense and he nudges you to get you to look up at him. “You can change your mind. You probably proved your point, princess…”

“No. No, it’s okay. I.. I don’t wanna, okay? I really meant everything I said. I’d rather die than ever go back there, okay? I… Please don’t make me, I can’t.”

Sweetpea raises both hands and grumbles about how hard-headed you are and how reasoning with you is mission impossible as he walks away to give you a little time and space with your sister.

“You take care of her.” Cheryl’s last words before the window is rolled up on the limousine and it drives away have you laughing to yourself and shaking your head. But you’re a little flustered because now it’s really starting to sink in what you’ve done…

You’re hugging yourself as the chill in the air grows colder and for just a split second, you’re wishing that you would’ve stopped and grabbed yourself a heavier jacket. And then the coldness settling in is gone and it’s replaced by warmth. The smell of leather and cigarette smoke with stale beer mixed in and something woodsy and earthy that always makes you think of Sweetpea.

“You were shaking, red.” Sweetpea speaks up and you nod. He honestly expects you to cast the jacket off and for the reality of what you’ve done to sink in. He wants to believe that you’ll chase down the limo your sister just sped away in, but to his surprise, you smile and hug the jacket around you. But the meaning of a Serpent giving his jacket to a girl isn’t lost on you, so when you ask him a few seconds later if it means anything, Sweetpea wants to tell you the truth -that it means everything and he’s dying for a reason to believe you won’t abandon him when he’s too sullen and too moody like everyone else in his life aside from Fangs and Toni have, but he can’t say the words.

Instead, he shrugs.

“Just means that you were cold and I didn’t want to have t’ find some way to defrost you later, alright? Just wear it.”

“But what about you?”

“I’ll be fine. Guys are warmer than girls. Do you always ask this many questions, princess?” Sweetpea is still desperately trying to play tough, but you can see the look in his eyes and you know it like the back of your hand… He’s only doing it because he’s scared.

Maybe he’s as scared of you as you used to be scared of him.

The thought amuses and perplexes you until you realize why he’s scared and why he’s both close and protective and yet somehow distant and aloof all at once.

Maybe he’s afraid you’ll leave sooner or later too.

Maybe you need to show him that you’re serious and you don’t plan to go anywhere unless he wants you to.

You reach out carefully and link your fingers through his as the three of you make your way down a darkened alley to the back entrance of the Wyrm.

#sweetpea #sweetpea imagine #sweetpea fanfiction #sweetpea x female reader #sweetpea x female reader imagine #sweetpea x female reader fanfiction #<- safe for everyone. a general tag for all my safe to read works.#-> heavily characterized female reader ; female parts + hair color + eye color + personality and such ; she's nearly an OC for this fyi.#<- fall into fall 2022 writing #.... would anybody read this if I were to make it into a lil series? because i have a few ideas kicking around in my head... kinda..

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chrollohearttags · 7 months

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This is for when you come back. I believe you've shared this guy before, but to me this is this is so musician!Eren x influence!YN. They would do a whole Scream homage to start off one of Eren's new music videos; it would be so hot that they make their own "scary movie" with one of the handheld cameras once the crew starts packing up 🫠

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZPR7ForeG/

omg babes I definitely saw this and was saving the best for last (just in time to start off spooky szn too!) thank you for this!! 🥹🫶🏾 (side note: I’m so sick of Jordan’s ass! He gets finer and finer every time I see him LMAO 😭)

content warnings: voyeurism, knife play, blood mentions, rough sex, breath play, mask kink go brr 🫠🫠, choking, roleplay, recording, squirting, slapping

we gon call this our lil bonus upload for day one! 🤞🏾or rather the appetizer for day one.

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“Hnghh!—oh my God..”

muffled whimpers seeped from between your lips as a hand lie dormant across it, attempting to cover up your cries. Faint tears streamed down your face as the bright illumination of a camera lens beamed down at your face. It was such a beautiful sight, one too sexy not to capture. Eyes narrowed in a fucked out haze, plump breasts jiggling about from the confines of the latex bustier that had now been torn from your skin and your entire body being jolted around and impaled on that thick cock, thrashing around inside of you..makeup and hair all disheveled. The cause?

“C’mon..smile for the camera, princess. Show me how much you love getting fucked like a little slut.”

the deep voice hissed at you through gritted teeth, in a hushed tone and behind the concealment of a mask. And not just any kind..the infamous Ghostface one worn in the hit movie franchise, Scream. Behind it however, was a very familiar face. One smiling from ear to ear as he bared his weight down and pinned you to the mattress left on set of the music video that had just wrapped up filming. A chiseled six pack, diamond crucifix and perfect physique hovering over you..such a befitting and rather fun end to a day of hard work. It wasn’t often that you got to join your rapper husband when he comes to record music videos but he personally asked that you not only come along but be his co star. Starring as the damsel getting caught by the so called reaper who should by all accounts, be frightened but instead…winds up getting intimate with the masked assailant! Covered in blood and tousling around. When you saw your man in that get up, chest and abs all out with his tattoos slicked in oil and black jeans on, you lost all composure and sense of professionalism. So just as the camera crew was gathering their equipment, he snatched you up, took you back to the bedroom used to shoot the infamous scene, closed the door and continued his work.

“Gotta keep quiet, baby..they might hear us. You’d probably like that, huh? Let everybody watch you get this pussy pounded..right here..is that what you want?”

the words sounding off in your ear, but your mind became so blank, you could barely even concentrate. So for good measure, he’d pat your cheek twice and resume clutching your throat. Whilst letting his thumb rest between your lips for comfort. He’d carefully hold that camera in place, being sure to capture every moment. Honestly, he was committing to the bit quite well. Taunting you, teasing at your clothes with the kitchen knife he was brandishing and eventually popping the strings of your thong and cutting off that corset..even laughing at you as he forced you into another orgasm. Slapping you around a little and all. Especially when he held his hand over your mouth, causing you to grasp at his arm for breath… “yeah, she likes that, huh? You’re squirting, baby..” “..yes! It feels so fucking good.” it was so insanely hot yet so scary! It was that rush, combined with the very likely possibility of someone hearing or catching you guys in the act that had you so fucking turned on! Jolting around whilst getting drilled into the mattress, (y/n) pawed at those abs but it was of no use. So you settled on folding those legs back and occasionally wrapping those arms around his back, digging your nails into it. “I’m bout to come, daddy! Fuck..” “..I know, I know…I can feel how tight that shit is. Get your nut, baby. It’s alright.” Peering down at you with that camera, ready to capture that pretty little O face. Heaving and crying, you’d release a loud shriek as his thumb circulated your clit. You didn’t last another five seconds after that and before he could even pull out, you were drenching him in another puddle of fluids. A mix of your whimpers and his chuckles filled the room as you convulsed.

“Too much, huh?”

teasing whilst tapping that cock against your folds, as a means to drum out more..without so much as a word uttered, you’d push him back and try to feign off the sensation. Needless to say, it was a dangerous game coming to work with your boo! Running a thumb underneath the cloth, he’d finally hoist that mask and underneath was that strikingly handsome face. Tugging him down with your palms pressed to his cheeks, you’d feed him the sweetest kisses you could muster. Because regardless, he always knew how to keep the thrill and excitement alive.

“What do you say we get a couple more angles, baby? I think we need to redo that last shot.” “I think we need to get out of these people’s studio before we get hit with an indecent exposure charge.”

causing an eruption of laughter between the two of you..that was until knocking and faint footsteps could be heard out of the door, prompting you both to turn your heads with the quickness. You’d agree and hop up, scrambling to gather your clothes.

“But that bring that mask with you. I think we need to get more footage.”

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yukikorogashi · 2 years

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youre one of the kindest people i have ever encountered on this website and your kindness will forever be adored and loved by those around you. youve helped people without even knowing it. and as a writer? omg. i love everything you do with itsuki, your writing is so nice to read & follow and i'll forever love following you <3

Aaaaaaa why did you send this in anonymously, my friend??? 🥺 I just want to give you the BIGGEST GOSH DARN HUG right now! And, even though I still sorta can-- it just feels like I’m about to run into the nearest wall blindfolded, that I can only hope is the very wall that you are standing at auehauwhe!!! But ah well, I guess this will have to do... HUG!!! 😔💕❤️

This is such a sweet thing to wake up to, and I thank you for taking the time to send this in. Honestly, it couldn’t come at a better time, and I am truly grateful for this. 🥺❤️ I... I would say I am speechless to hear that I’ve helped people without even knowing it? But as you can see, here I am, all in a fluster, rambling on and on still, haha! But oh my goodness, I’m truly happy that I’ve been able to help in such a manner, just being able to do anything-- to brighten up a person’s day. ;; ❤️

A-and thank you so much for saying that! I am so so glad that you enjoy my writing and my little snow girl! It always means so much to me to hear that??? We are just out here trying our best, but to hear something like this always makes it all that much worthwhile! Thank you again for the kind compliment, again-- I wish I could give you a proper hug, as does Itsuki, hehe!!! do look forward to us interacting, my friend! And if we have already done so, I absolutely look forward to us doing so MORE!

I hope you have a nice day or night ahead, yeah? MUACK!!! Thank you so much again for sending this in! 💕

#❄️ THE SWEETEST THING ❄️#(I though I imagined seeing this since I was sick in bed for a bit aeuahw)#(So when I saw that the email alert is still there this morn I was just 🥺🥺🥺🥺)#(Ty again sweetpea ;u; <333)

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evilvillain123456789 · 1 year

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Your daughter has lice so you shave her gross head, & on the back of her head you find a QR code, clearly not tattooed on (She was born with a full head of hair and never got it cut more than a trim until now, no opportunity for anyone to sneak a tattoo in) but clear as day, with crisp lines, no redness so clearly its been there for a while. So you take a photo of it and post it to facebook asking what that is what's going on why is it there and all your friends from church start messaging you directly, saying some pretty awful, out of character stuff. Warning you not to scan the fucking code. Dont scan the fucking code you god damned bastard. Do not. So you don't, cause you're scared. And you put her to sleep without telling her anything, with a head covered in mayo youre gonna wash out the next morning I know its thursday night but you know what, let's, lets get you a three day weekend. Okay? Okay daddy. Love you. Goodnight. Woken up at like 12 am by the sound of your door being smashed in, you see men in riot gear breaking your shit down, breaking all your shit, and you can't fucking stop them. Two of them are grabbing you. Grabbing you hard, holding you down but you can see more of them coming into your house. You see them go upstairs to your daughters bedroom, and drag her out as she screams but they cover her mouth and shes hitting and kicking them and biting their hands but theyre so armored and strong it doesnt even matter. It doesnt matter. And as you see this going down you try to scream but the men restraining you put a dirty cloth in your mouth and you start gagging, choking. And your eyes are bloodshot. Youre crying hot tears. And once you see them drag your daughter out the doors and load your her into a van the two men holding you nod at eachother, before one turns towards you and starts strangling you until you pass out while the other holds a finger to his ear and starts talking, but you can't hear, you cant read his lips...

& you wake up the next morning with your heart pounding, and a gross feeling in your mouth. And you immediately run up the stairs to see your daughter sleeping peacefully in her bed, still bald. Mayo on her head. Mayo smeared on her pillowcase from rolling over. So you rustle her awake. Hey sweetpea. Are you, are you feeling alright? How are you feeling. And she groans and asks if you were serious about not taking her to school today. All sleepy still... Yeah. I meant it.. Lets wash that mayo off.. Come on.. You lead her to the shower and start rinsing.. But there's no QR code. No QR code anywhere. You log onto facebook and check what you posted... Back-of-head pic of your bald daughter, no QR code. Check the comments, its your church friends. Ha! Did someone get lice? oh, that sounds terrible. praying for smooth recovery. Why is she bald? Why did you do this? Is this some kind of joke? Oh, lice. Tell her I send good luck.... All the people who messaged you yesterday. You check your messages. Wiped. Nothing.

Your front door is intact. The shit the men smashed is still there. There's no blood anywhere. You're not bruised. Did you just fucking imagine all that? You pace around but something close to the cieling catches your eye,

a smear of mayo

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luveline · 2 months

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Omg please kbd uncle Eddie:’)

dad!steve x mom!reader, 1k

“Hi, Uncle Eddie.”

Eddie rubs his hands together, holds them out in front of himself, and summons the prodigal child forward. “Bethany. Quick, give me a hug.”

Bethie walks into his waiting arms, her giggle infectious as she says, “That’s not my name.”

“Bethie,” Eddie says with a sigh. “You know my full name is Edward. Full names are nothing to be ashamed of.”

“It’s Bethie.”

She pushes the hair off of his shoulders. He smiles at her and her little hands. If someone told him ten years ago he’d be carrying Steve ‘King of Hawkins High’ Harrington’s babygirl around like a treasure he’d laugh in their face, but he loves Beth. She’s hands down his favourite Harrington, and he’s allowed to have favourites as an uncle, though the other clingers are cool too. Beth is Eddie’s favourite because she’s an underdog, and because she’s so clearly infatuated with him. They’re best friends.

He gives her a pat between the shoulders and slips down into a seat in front of the TV. There’s no signs of the other babies nor their parents; Eddie always lets himself in when he’s coming around and he doesn’t expect wait service, but a hello would be nice. “Where’s mom and dad?” he asks, setting Beth down into the seat beside him. He zeroes in on a plate of pretzels and snags a few for snacking. “You’re downstairs by yourself?”

“No! They’re in the kitchen.”

“Really? What about Ave and Dove, then?” he asks through chewing.

“Dove is napping and Ave, um, went somewhere.”

He raises his brows. “Dad took her somewhere?” He imagines Beth would tell him Avery’s run away with similar nonchalance.

“To Grandma’s. They’re going to watch a play.”

“Oh,” Eddie springs up off of the couch. “Stay here, sweetheart, I’ll just go make sure they know I’m here.”

Eddie is scared to open the door. Why is it closed? He supposed parents are deprived of one another but he doesn’t wanna see you kissing. Then again, if he does see you kissing, Steve will die of embarrassment. That’s worth it.

“Hello!” he shouts, throwing open the door.

He makes you both jump hard, Steve’s head thwacking a cabinet and your hand thrown to your chest. You almost fall on your ass where you’re kneeling by Steve’s leg. His pant leg is pushed up to the knee, and you have a tweezers in hand —Eddie frowns abruptly.

“What the hell are you doing?” he asks.

“Steve has a tick, you fiend. When did you get here?”

Steve groans. “The door was locked,” he says, rubbing the back of his head.

“Not well. Just stuck my credit card in there and wham. You guys should slide the chain in if you’re gonna leave poor Bethie all by her lonesome, don’t you think?”

“Eddie, the door was locked,” Steve says. “You’re the only weirdo in Hawkins willing to break in. Plus, I still have that baseball bat in the garage.”

“Sure. Come on, sweetheart, get off the floor. Let Eddie have a stab at it.”

You laugh and pull Steve’s pants down over his shin. “It’s fine, I already got it. He might get Lyme’s now because you scared the fuck out of me–”

“Language.”

“–but I heated it up and I think I got it.” You look up with a smile. Steve pauses his pained head rubbing to beam at you lovingly.

“I’m sure he’ll be fine. Or he’ll turn into a zombie, and that would make him cooler. Win win. So, dinner?” Eddie asks. “Should I go get something?”

“Nah, I made ravioli, you rude idiot. Where’s Beth?”

“I told her to stay put in case you were making out.”

Steve helps you up from your kneeling to dust you off. “Thanks for saving my life,” he sighs tiredly, kissing your cheek.

Eddie rolls his eyes and turns away. Steve should love and appreciate you, you’re awesome, but he’s also a loser and Eddie’s entitled to thinking such disparaging thoughts about his friend from time to time.

You and Steve made a kid as cool as Beth, so Steve can’t be too bad of a loser.

“Uncle Eddie?”

“Yes, my lovely sweetpea angel?” Eddie asks.

She stares at him, adorable in all her chubby-cheeked, sugary-eyed sweetness with her hands held up for another hug. Eddie leans down, says, “Daw, I can’t say no to you,” as she giggles into his hair. He strokes the top of her shoulder with his thumb. “So what’s happening? How did that painting go with mommy, did you put it in the contest?”

Steve nudges you forward with a hand on your shoulder. “He’d make a good dad, right?”

“For sure,” you say, “not as good as you, though.”

“Oh, you’re flirting with me, that’s cool… Are you free Friday night?”

“Probably gonna be pulling ticks off of some other guy's leg.”

“Oh, that’s fine, I was busy anyways.”

Beth giggles as Eddie tips her backward, a mixture of nerves and excitement that kids experience so much more than adults.

“I always expected him to just end up with a kid. Like, one night stand style,” Steve says.

“There’s nothing wrong with that. At least then he doesn’t get stuck marrying somebody he doesn’t love.”

Steve glares at you as you laugh, dragging you into his arms to smush kisses into your cheek. “Don’t even joke about that.”

“Sorry, honey. I hope Eddie gets as lucky as me someday.”

Beth begs to be put down through giggles. “I don’t know,” Steve says, resting his cheek on your temple to watch her laugh, “I don’t think Eddie has luck, just sheer force of will.”

“He’d totally get a baby in a basket on his doorstep.”

Steve mulls it over. “God, he totally would.”

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