Riverdale Chapter Twenty Nine “Primary Colors” 02x16 - March 21st, 2018

I thought my blog needed some Toni Topaz and Cheryl Blossom content from Riverdale.

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Riverdale Season 5

In honor of Riverdale airing January 20th, 2021, here are some stills & trailers!

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Chapter Seventy-Seven: “Climax”  05x01 - January 20th, 2021

Betty and Jughead’s investigation into the auteur leads them to the discovery of a secret underground for red-band screenings; Archie agrees to participate in a boxing exhibition against KO Kelly.

Chapter Seventy-Eight: “The Preppy Murders” 05x02 - January 27th, 2021

Betty and Jughead’s investigation takes a twisted turn after receiving a call from Bret; Archie is forced to make an impossible decision when the person responsible for his father’s death needs his help.

All the Serpent kids have called FP dad at least once; they get him those ‘Worlds Best Dad’ mugs every year for father’s day as a joke. He keeps everyone of them in the Wyrm. After Joaquin dies Ricky stays with the Serpent’s and he starts calling FP dad as well. He gets him a mug on the first Fathers day he spends with them and everyone ignores the gift tag “to: dad From: Ricky and Joaquin”

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Snake Dance

Summary: Sweet Pea/Reader Request: Sweet pea’s gf decides to become a serpent and performs the dance in the white wyrm in front of everyone including him.

You’d been dating Sweet Pea for months. You’d been half welcomed into the Serpent’s you knew they’d protect you; you were Sweet Pea’s girl after all. “Hey Toni?” You ask when she sits next to you at lunch. “What’s up Y/N?” “Do I have to talk to FP or Jughead about joining the Serpents?” “Really?” she looks you up and down. “Yes.” “You’re not doing this because of Sweet Pea are you? Like you’re not doing this just to be closer?” “Sort of. I want to be with him; but you and Fangs are two of my closest friends now; and I feel like we’ve bonded and I just;I feel safe with all of you. And I love the leather badass aesthetic you guys have.” Toni smiles.

“You could’ve just said it cause you like leather and I would’ve been fine with it. Jughead’s who you want to talk to about the trials. Beside’s the dance; you’ll have to come back to me for that.” “Dance?” She nods smirking. “Sweet Pea is going to thank me.” She laughs and you leave to find Jughead. “Jughead; can we talk for a second?” “Yeah? Is something wrong?” “I want to join the Serpents.” “Oh thank fuck.”

“What?” “I told Sweet Pea he wasn’t allowed, hell none of them were allowed to recruit you cause it’s pretty weird having people you’re dating join up in the serpents if you’re not sure the relationship is going to last; so they have to come on there own, like you did.” “Oh. So the trials?” “You have to memorize the Serpent laws, show you’re fearless; and then the dance.” “Show I’m fearless?” “You’re not scared of snakes are you?” He grins and you shake your head. “Talk to Toni about the dance. She’ll show you everything about it.” He nods and you return to Toni after school. “So the dance, can you teach me?” “Of course.”

“Toni I’m going to die.” You groan flopping onto the couch. “You’ll be fine Y/N.” “No I’m pretty sure I’m going to die. I mean what if-“ “Don’t you’ve gotten most of the steps down.” “I can’t do the steps and the hand movements at the same time! That ruins it!!” You scowl and she laughs. “What?” “You do know you have like two weeks to learn this right? It’s only been three days since you asked about it.” “It still feels like not enough! I mean the laws and whatever the fearless thing is; I’m sure I can handle but the dance is what’s freaking me out. I feel like a four year old playing dress up.” You nudge the heel’s you taken off. “You’ll do fine, how about we start with the hand movements and then the dance; and then we can try them together again.”

It’s the night before the dance; you’ve done the other trials; repeating the laws was nerve wracking having everyone shouting and cheering; but it was nice how much more welcoming the Serpent’s had been even just by you committing to that. The snake on the other hand went surprisingly disastrous considering said snake was venom-less; not only did it bite you; but you managed to knock the blade free and have it slice you before you’d grabbed it out. FP had been relieved; commenting you hadn’t done as bad as Fangs’ who’d moved so suddenly that he’d smashed his fist through the glass tank. Toni’s favourite part of the story is when Fangs tried to defend himself; inadvertently cementing his nickname in everyone’s eyes. “We purposefully don’t have the dance the same night as the other trials; also; Toni picks the date for you to do it. It’s easier so we can make sure it’s just Serpent’s.” You nod as FP explains, as he finishes wrapping your hand. “It might scar; I’d advise at least two days to let it heal before any movement. Let alone the dance.” You frown as Toni brings you back home. “So? Any ideas?”

“Three days from now.” “Of course; I’ll let everyone know then.” She smirks and nods to your hand. “Better practice. And choose your outfit!” “Outfit? I thought I was just wearing underwear?” “Yeah; in front of all the Serpents; choose wisely.” She laughs and leaves you at your front door; you sigh; walking straight to your closet to look through your outwear first; you know this won’t matter as much, considering it’ll be removed within minutes. You still take your time smirking when you have an idea. You pull out the leather skirt you’d gotten mostly as a joke rolling the waistband so it’s almost a mini skirt and finding one of Sweet Pea’s old shirts to tuck into it. With that sorted you debate your bra and underwear; you ignore anything that’s not matching and finally break and message Toni. -Pink or black?- -We’ve never seen pink before- You grin pulling the pink set you have over; glaring at the heels wondering if they’ll match but as Toni and Cheryl reminded you; black goes with everything.

You make a point of not telling Sweet Pea, just enjoying the excuse that Toni invited you to the serpent’s party as a way to warm you up before you become an official serpent. You can feel when Sweet Pea’s eyes land on you and as the night goes on you don’t feel them off you once. Toni laughs using the excuse of girl talk to pull you away. “You ready Y/N?” “I don’t think I’m gonna die for now.”

“Good start.” She winks nodding to the stage where FP offers his hand out. You hadn’t realized he’d been talking, or that he introduced you but when you step up onto the stage and hear the crowd cheer you can’t help but smile at their excitement. They quiet as the music starts and you try your best to focus on Sweet Pea who seems extremely bothered that his shirt is the first thing to go. You know there wasn’t any rules on which you took off first, just that by the next beat both your top and bottoms had to be off leaving you in just your ‘snake skin’ to dance to. You can’t help but smile to yourself; you’d decided to go slightly more literal with the snake skin metaphor, choosing to wear the pink snake patterned bra set you’d gotten as a joke when Cheryl and Toni took you birthday present shopping for Sweet Pea. He hadn’t seen it, you’d just buried it in your drawers embarrassed at how revealing it was. 

You can tell he’s pleased, his gaze tracking you as you slowly draw your hands up yourself and cross them over yourself before dipping down again to repeat the motion; snake charmer indeed you think, with how you can feel everyone’s eyes on you. You turn around, letting your hand slide up the opposite arm before you turn back to face everyone and repeat it on the opposite hand finishing with your hands wrapped around your own chest and neck as the song fades. You watch the crowd, they raise their hands in the fang gesture and you watch confused, before you realize they’re voting. You turn watching FP who’s eyes scan around the room; he laughs stepping forward.

“As If I’d say no. In unity-“ he turns to you holding his own hand in the gesture and you mimic, doing the same. “There is strength!” You all shout and can’t help the rush it brings to see everyone speaking as one. Toni’s next to you handing you your own jacket and you beam when she and fangs hug you. You watch; Sweet Pea letting everyone else congratulate you. You worried you’ve upset him but when you make it over to him redressed and sporting your new jacket his hands slide right under your clothes, one against your back pulling you against him and the other under your skirt.

“Why on earth did you not inform me that this is what you’d be wearing?” “Well it was supposed to be for your birthday, but we went out to Pop’s so I figured now would be a good time to use it.” “Well happy birthday to me, a few months late, but I don’t mind; now-“ “Sweet Pea! Quit hogging the newest snake! We wanna;” The serpent quiets himself when Sweet pea glares. “You can induct her into everything on Friday.” “Babe tomorrows Thursday.” “I know; we’re going back to my trailer for now; I expect you all to be able to carry on without us?” He grins and everyone nods varying degrees of disgust on their faces.

“So I’m guessing you liked it?” You laugh  as he pulls you towards his bike, pausing to nudge you agains the wall so he can kiss you. “Like is too soft a word.” “Soft? Does this mean there’s a harder word?” You laugh gasping when he presses himself against you. “Definitely something’s harder, but we both know it’s not the conversation.” “Well now I understand why you said I’ll be back on Friday.”

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Imagine your boyfriend Sweet Pea coming with you to New York City for the summer.

* Sweet Pea being nervous getting on a plane.

* He is shocked from the amount of people in NY. Especially in Time Square.

* Loving the fact that there is $1 pizza.

* Being excited to get a metro card and swiping it.

* Not liking the fact he’s a bit tall for the trains.

* Asking why people eat standing up in some restaurants.

* And everyone walks hella fast.

* “Babe, you gotta walk a bit fast. “

* “Why is everyone rushing?”

* Love the fact that there are different people from different origins.

* Always tipping the people who put on a performance on the subways and on the streets.

* Walking around Central Park.

* Taking pics of the horse carriages and sending them to Fangs. Not believing they have horses in the city.

* Walking around Time Square at night.

* “This is amazing.” Sweet Pea said with his arm around your shoulder while walking around.

* You hold Sweet Pea’s hand as you see tears swell up in his eyes from watching Wicked on Broadway.

* “I wasn’t crying.” “I know babe.” You replied.

* Noticing that Sweet Pea download the song Defying Gravity on his phone.

* Visiting The Metropolitan Museum of Art.

* And of course going to Coney Island with Sweet Pea.

* Sweet Pea munching on a Nathan's Famous hot dog while wearing a steeplechase coney island shirt.

* Cuddling on the beach around sunset enjoying the scenery.

Imagine Sweet Pea fighting with Jughead because He wants you, Sweet Pea’s girlfriend to go undercover to see what the Ghoulies are up.

“She’s the best choice, sweets.” Jughead told him crossing his arms over his chest.

“She’s my girlfriend. She isn’t a serpent. Don’t bring her into our business. What if something bad happens to her?” Sweet Pea answered.

Imagine Sweet Pea breaking up with you after graduation when he saw you received an acceptance letter to Brown University.

“Are you breaking up with me?”

“Babe, I want you to go. I want you to have a good life. Have a career, be with someone who is going to take care of you. Who can give you everything you deserve.” You begged for weeks, trying to convince him that you didn’t want to go. That you wanted was him but he didn’t listen. He just ignored you. He stop answering your calls.

You left for college and didn’t return to Riverdale for years but that was until you came back when you heard Sweet Pea’s grandma passed away. You knew his grandmother meant the world to him. You came back unannounced and went to the local funeral home.

“Y/n?” You looked up from the pamphlet you were reading and saw Sweet Pea. His hair was longer, he had a beard. Your chest tighten as you saw his eyes were red from crying.

“Hey Sweets.”

Imagine Sweet Pea asking you to come to his basketball practice.

“Hey cutie.” You softly grinned as you peeked over your locker door and saw Sweet Pea leaning against the locker next to you.

“Hey sweetie” You said grabbing your books for your next class. Sweet Pea blushed as you called him by the nickname you gave.

“Are you doing anything today?” Sweet Pea asked you. You shook your head and shut your locker door close.

“No, why? What’s up?”

You looked at Sweet Pea weirdly as he stood up straight and took a deep breath.

“I was wondering if you...you know..since you aren’t busy. If you wanna come and see me practice?” Sweet Pea asked you. This was the first time that Sweet Pea has asked anyone and you knew this since Fangs told you that Sweet Pea never wanted anyone to see him practice. Something about him being shy to people watching him.

“Yeah. I would like that.” You told him as you fixed the handles of your book bag.

“Awesome. I’ll see you afterschool, cutie.” Sweet Pea winked at you. You couldn’t help but feel butterflies in your stomach as he walked away.

Sunburn

Summary: Sweet Pea/Reader Request: reader is away on vacation and sweet pea gets extra moody and pissed off at everyone. When she comes back she sees he’s gotten into a fight so she patches him up and while they’re ‘reunited’ they get interrupted -You and Sweet Pea had traded daily update photos, while having spent a week with your family on the beach near their house had given you plenty of opportunity to send him what you’d consider too many bikini pics, his had been various selfies of him frowning, or candid’s of him and fangs at Pop’s most likely taken by Toni. You noticed as the days went on Sweet Pea seemed to be less excited, you chalked it up to him being bogged down with Serpent duties; Toni having hinted at a job they were working on.

You cringe shifting in the car, the sunburn on your neck getting scrapped by the edge of the seatbelt. You tell your mom to just drop you off at Sweet Peas, you send him a picture of his door. Hearing his phone go off but knowing he doesn’t check it when it chimes a second time. You wrap your hand around the door handle freezing as it opens. Sweet pea’s hunched over, hand twisted around a pack of bandages, and gauze half wrapped around knuckles that are raw and bleeding. “Sweet Pea! What happened?” He turns scowling at you. “I could say the same to you. You look like a freaking lobster.” “I forgot sunscreen yesterday, you don’t have that excuse. What happened?” “Nothing just a job.” He shrugs and you step towards him pulling the bandages away and unwinding what he’s done. He scowls about to protest but you dump a cotton swab with disinfectant onto his knuckles and he hisses. “This is your own fault, hold still.” You hum carefully winding the bandage arounds his fingers and over his knuckles. “So a rough job?” 

“Not too bad, I mean you should see the other guy.” He jokes rolling his eyes when you scowl at him. “You getting hurt isn’t funny.” “But I didn’t get hurt the other guy did.” You hold up his now bandaged hand; kissing the knuckles softly. “Anywhere else?” He nods pointing to his shoulder and you lean over to kiss it, no injury to be seen. “Anywhere else?” You repeat as he points to his cheek, you smile slightly knowing exactly where this is going when you feel his arm snake around you. You hiss, as his hand brushes over the sunburn on your back and you move forward to avoid his hand continuing to touch off it. “I didn’t know you missed me that much.” “I did, but also my sunburn.” “Oh sorry babe.” “No it’s okay, you can’t exactly see it.”

“Well if you weren’t wearing a shirt-“ “And why would I expose my sunburn to more sun?” “Well we can match; besides’s we’re indoors.” You roll your eyes sitting on his lap as you carefully tug your shirt off; your sigh and he smirks. “What?” He teases and you glare at him. “This feels way better than the shirt rubbing off of it.” Sweet Pea smiles smugly and you pull him down for a kiss. “Shut up.” He laughs as you pull back.

“I didn’t say anything.” He laughs pulling you back in, keeping his hand hovering over your sunburn. You settle on his lap, relaxing as you continue to make out. His hand slides slowly down your back, resting softly against the small of your back, just below the sunburn; he pushing againsnt it, pulling you towards him as he deepens the kiss. You can feel him frown when a knock at his door sounds. He ignores it, returning his attention to kissing you; hand digging into your hip in annoyance as the knock thrums out again. “Fucking hell.” He hisses, pausing making out glaring at the door as another sharper knock sounds out. “Open the fucking door Sweet Pea!” You glance to him as Jughead shouts. “I’m busy Jones!” You watch the door, wincing as you can see it move as Jughead bangs once more.

“You’re not busy enough to ignore me! Open the damn door before I kick it in.” “Okay. You asked for it.” Sweet Pea winks at you standing and tugging his pants off, draping his Serpent jacket over your shoulders. “Hey Jughead.” You call out as Sweet Pea opens the door a crack; Jughead groans. “Of course Y/N’s home today. Anyways, you two need to come out, we have a Serpent meeting.” “Can we have five minutes?” Sweet Pea asks not budging the door. “No, out now.” “Your fault.” Sweet Pea speaks and you try your best to hide your laughter as you zip his serpent jacket up, following him out. “Put clothes on.”

“I am wearing clothes.” “Sweet Pea! Put some actual clothes on.” You step from the trailer and Jughead nods to you. “See at least Y/n is- son of a bitch.” You turn to see Sweet Pea holding up your shirt. “Serpent business can wait Jones.” “I’ll give you two an hour. You can desecrate each other afterwords as many times as you want.” He turns leaving you to walk back into Sweet Pea’s home. “Now; where were we?”

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Still

Summary: Sweet Pea/Reader Request: sweet pea broke up with the reader because she was going away for the summer and he told her it was because he couldn’t stand to be away from her for too long, she comes back early to see him with Josie, and he doesn’t know she’s back so when school starts again he tries to win her back and she’s not having it, maybe they make up after he earns back her trust

“So it’s just for the summer for now but they said they might want to keep me on for the other holidays!” You beam and everyone cheers. “That’s great Y/N are you nervous about going out of town though? I mean an entire summer is like forever!’ “Archie.” Veronica chides. “You’ll do great, it’s only three months.” She smiles back and you turn when your boyfriend scoffs. “Sweets?” “Nothing.” He doesn’t look up from his lunch and you frown. “Sweet Pea-“ You start but he stands and walks off. Toni glares following him and Fangs shrugs. “He doesn’t do well with separation, he’s like a puppy.” Fangs assures you and  you nod, watching as he and Toni return moments later; he squeezes your hand offering you a half smile. “It won’t be too bad; we can talk everyday.”

You’re halfway out of town when Sweet Pea texts you.  Your dad almost swerves off the road when you start sobbing. You know you’re not actually calmed down, just numbing everything as you explain to your dad that Sweet Pea broke up with you because he didn’t want to be so far away from you. Your dad buys you a milkshake at the next place you drive by. You make it to the internship without any other issues, relieved you have the work ahead of you to take your mind off what had just happened on the ride up. You go about the next two months almost on auto pilot, it’s easy enough, going to the internship, spending the day working and then heading back to the dorm you’re staying in to sleep. When they tell you you can go home early, that they’ll be more than happy to have you come back anytime you want, you try to look relieved when your dad picks you up. ————————————————————————————–

You don’t tell anyone you’re coming home, you know they’ll be at pop’s around the time your dad said you make it back to Riverdale, and you ask for him to drop you off so you can surprise them. “It’s not that- Y/N!! What’re you doing back?” Fangs crashes into you and Toni pries him off pulling you into a hug, you laugh as the rest of the group take turns greeting you. “You’re back like an entire month early!” “Yeah they said I could come back next year, but they basically ran out of work.” You shrug a little. “Cheryl’s having a pool party tomorrow, so you made it back just in time.” ‘Sounds fun, where’s everyone else?” You ask grateful that it’s not just Sweet Pea missing.

“Sweet Pea’s off with Josie again, they got together pretty quick, it’s a ‘summer fling’ according to her, of course Sweet Pea probably wants more.” Toni snorts and you fake a laugh. “Oh sorry Y/N.” “No it’s fine I made my peace with it, not my fault he couldn’t handle me being away for two months.” She agrees to come over to help you pick a swimsuit. You know she’s going to talk about everything that’s been happening while you’ve been gone. —————————————————————————————–

You’re surprised you don’t care seeing Josie and Sweet Pea together. You can tell Toni and Fangs are watching you and gauging your reactions. You track Josie and Sweet Pea from the side of your eye, and you find yourself almost annoyed with how often you catch Sweet Pea looking at you. “What?” “Nothing.” Sweet Pea shrugs. You nod at turn to talk to Toni, feeling Sweet Pea’s eyes on you the entire time. You’re content to ignore it until Fangs starts a game of Chicken and you’re hoisted up onto his shoulders facing off against Josie, who’s balanced on Sweet Pea’s shoulders. “You’re going down Y/N.” Sweet Pea smirks and you roll your eyes. “In your dreams Sweets.” You can’t help but laugh when Josie goes under, you high five Fangs, climbing out of the pool and wrapping yourself in a towel.

“Josie and I aren’t anything.” Sweet Pea explains as he walks up. “What you do since we broke up, isn’t my business.” “I want it to be.” You turn to him as he comments. “You made the choice, you live with it.” You turn away from him making a point of walking over to talk to Veronica and Archie. You hate how you turn slightly when you feel his eyes move from you. —————————————————————————–

Despite the awkwardness at the pool party, once school starts Josie assures you she and Sweet Pea are done, they have been since the pool party; you don’t comment about they haven’t been together since you got back. You notice Sweet Pea around more and you finally pull him aside two days after school starts back. “Sweet Pea, we can be friends, you don’t have to avoid me like I have the plague.” He nods, the corner of his lips quirking up for a moment.

You’re a little confused when he offers to carry your bag; but you let him, relieved at the weight lifted off your shoulders as you shift the cheer gear in your arms. “Thanks.” He smiles nodding. “No problem Y/N; I was wondering if you were free-“ “I have cheer practice for the next week. So rain check?” “You free Saturday?” “This Saturday? Busy.” You offer a half smile; nodding to the girls locker room. When you return from putting the cheer stuff away, you find Sweet Pea standing next to the door, holding your bag.

“You need a ride home?” He shouts from is bike holding out his helmet. “No thanks, I can walk.” You shrug off the concern on his face. It takes him two more days to pull you aside. “Listen Y/N; I know I messed up. I shouldn’t’ve broken up with you and gotten with Josie; who was only there to take my mind off you. I should-“ “Sweet Pea stop. You broke up with me; because you didn’t want to deal with us being separated? You separated us on your terms, because you didn’t like not having control. Now you need to learn the consequences.” “But Y/N-“ “What? I love you, that doesn’t mean I’m going to let myself get hurt again by it.” Sweet Pea swallows nodding. You shake your head pulling him towards you in a hug; you can hear your voice crack. “I love you Sweet Pea; you changed us. Not me, you.”

“I can fix it.” “I’m not worried about you fixing it. I’m worried about it being repeated. What if I go on a family vacation? Or another internship? What if I got a part time job?  I love you Sweet’s god I do, but I can’t live my life waiting on you to let me know when I can go.” Sweet pea nods hanging his head. “Yeah, I never realized how bad I was-“ “No.” You snap at him nudging his chin so he looks you in the eyes. “You are not bad for me. We just had a problem that we’ve never faced and instead of talking through it we both just ran away.”

“You didn’t-“ “I went to the internship didn’t I?” “Well yeah but-“ “I’m free tonight if you want to go to Pop’s?” You give him a small smile that he returns. “As friends.” He clarifies. “Friends, for now.” You smile squeezing his hand slightly.

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Common Cold

Summary:  Sweet Pea/Archie Request: Sweet pea gets sick with the flu and Archie takes care of him

“It’s a cold Archie calm down.” “You sure you don’t need me to get some cold medicine or something? Anything at all?” Sweet Pea rolls his eyes. “I’m fine. I’m a Serpent, I can handle anything.” “You’re gonna get sicker just cause you said that.” Archie smirks when Sweet Pea sneezes. “See?”

“It was one sneeze” “For now.” Archie nods as he returns back to practice. Sweet Pea can tell that Archie is watching him. Despite the suicides and drills from the coach. Sweet Pea lounges on the bleachers Fangs and Toni sitting slightly off to the side. “I’m not that sick, it’s a cold; at worst.” He repeats to them and they nod, still wary.

—————————————————————————- Fangs side-eyes him when he doubles over coughing. “I’m fine; just ran up the stairs is all.” He placates; Fangs still shakes his head. They’re sitting in the student lounge when Archie walks up; Sweet Pea’s still trying to catch his breath. “Sweets, you okay?” Archie hovers slightly. “Fine, you just take my breath away.” He winks, before dissolving into another coughing fit. “You sound worse than earlier.” “I’m fine, just need something to-“ Sweet Pea blinks as Archie shoves a Pop’s shake into his hand.

“Jughead and I swung by;” He explains as Jughead appears holding extra bags in his arms. “Archie insisted I get the Serpent’s lunch as well, so here, enjoy.” “These are just bags of fries.” Fangs states, pulling half of one over to him. “I’m not risking getting your burger order wrong and having you starting a coup to overthrow me.” Sweet Pea laughs, as Archie hands him a burger. “I’m not hungry.” “Because you’re sick and you should go home.” “It’s allergies.” Sweet Pea counters.

“You said it was a cold earlier.”Sweet Pea glares and Archie shakes his head. “I’ll go home if you come with me, I can’t be sick at home without anyone to- Where are you going?” “My car? I’m not riding with you on your bike; what if you sneeze and run us off the road.” ——————————————————————-

“Won’t your dad care you’re skipping?” “I’m taking care of my boyfriend; he’ll understand.” “I’m pretty sure I’d have to be dying for him to be okay with it, don’t lie.” Sweet Pea smirks sitting on his couch. “He won’t care Sweet Pea; he’d be more upset if I left you alone.” “That was a joke you know; you don’t need to take care of me.” Sweet Pea grumbles as Archie pulls a blanket from the closet. Archie rolls his eyes nudging Sweet Pea’s leg so he swings them onto the couch so he’s laying down. He drapes the blanket over him and tucks it around his neck. “I’m not five.”

“I know, but you are sick, so medicine time.” Sweet Pea grimaces. “Here, come on, swallow it.” Archie holds out two pills and Sweet Pea nods. Narrowing his eyes when he’s presented with cough syrup as well. He’s about to protest coughing instead as Archie smirks knowingly. He grabs the cup from him grimacing as he swallows. “Why the fuck did you get cherry.” “Cherry’s the best.” Sweet Pea shakes his head. “You pour misinformed soul. Orange is clearly the best flavor.” “Yeah it…” Archie trails off. “What?” Sweet Pea watches him nervously. “We should watch a movie. Pick a Disney one, they’re always good for when you’re sick.”

“Arch what happened?” “Movie. I’ll get some toast.” “Archie!” he cringes at the panic in Sweet Pea’s voice. “Well I may have given you two of those nighttime pain medications, and the cough syrup isn’t non-drowsy so-“ “Are you saying you drugged me?” “On accident! Besides at least you’ll sleep through it.”

“You have to stay now, to make sure I don’t die from you giving me too much drowsy medication.” Archie laughs nodding. “Oh the horror having to take care of my boyfriend while he’s sick.” “It’s allergies.” Sweet Pea sneezes nodding as Archie shoves a box of tissues next to him. “Move over.” He nudges Sweet Pea who moves slightly, lifting up the blanket so Archie can lay next to him. “What’re we watching?” “A movie.”

“I swear if we’re watching Mary Poppins again.” “I could put on dumbo, how well do you think your sick brain would handle the ‘pink elephant’ song? Hm?” Sweet Pea hands his head, arms looping around Archie’s arm as they spoon on the couch. “Stay.” “Well I can’t exactly move if I wanted to now can I Sweets?”  Sweet Pea’s already dozing off, content smile on his face. Archie flickers his attention back to the movie for a moment before returning to watch Sweet Pea relaxing in his arms.

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Reset

Summary: Sweet Pea/Reader Request: reader was sexually assaulted by a friend of hers, & she distances herself from the friends, because they tell her that she’s lying & she opens up to sweet pea, maybe he comforts her? I just could use some comfort even in the form of sweet pea TW: Sexual Assault, Gaslighting, Verbal Abuse, Abusive Relationships/Friendships -Thoughts-  ~flashback~

You’re not sure what you were expecting when you’d gathered your friends at your usual hang out spot. You no longer shook at his presence but you weren’t expecting him to show up. Still you’d told them you had something important to say; with him there, his hand around your best friends waist had you shutting down. “Y/N, come onnnnnn you drag us all out here in the middle of the night for what? Is it about what happened at that party again? You know  Lance didn’t actually do anything, it was a dream is all.” -They were friends with him first, why would they believe you. Of course you were lying.- “I’m moving.” You shrug a little; not surprised when their faces don’t crumble. You’d barely been spending time with them after the party, after the incident as they’d called it. “When?” Lance tilts his head leering at you as he always seems to do now. “Three days.” “Where?” You shake your head.

“Close by apparently, job transfers and all.” You nod, they understand two of then had moved to the other side of town because of their parents getting job transfers. –Might as well lie about this, they think you’re lying about everything- Your parents hadn’t had any problem buying the trailer for you. They seemed relieved, being able to send you out of town to get away from your nightmares, your whining, -your lies- You’d discussed it with them, and they’d given you an ultimatum when you’d come home.

~~~You’re trying to sneak through your back window, of course your parents are awake, and of course Lance had called them saying how drunk you were, how high you’d gotten at the party. They don’t bother asking what happened, launching into a tirade about how irresponsible you are, how childish and immature. How you’re destroying any chance of a future for yourself. Your father spouts off about expecting you to end up knocked up from one of ‘these parties’. Your mother take a gentler approach compared to him. “How about this, there’s a nice covenant in Riverdale and-“ “I’ll go, but not to the sisters.” Your mother’s surprised at your agreement, your father beams. “We can get you one of those trailers, in that trailer park, we’ll pay for it, just keep your grades up. Three days to pack what you want.” He leaves after that, your mother does as well, you can hear them moving in their room and as you walk upstairs, head swimming and heart racing you catch yourself in the mirror. –Doesn’t even look like anything happened, just that you fell, you really did just get drunk and dreamed the whole thing up- You wake up the next morning, looking back in the mirror, you can’t help but cry, you’re shaking and dry heaving occasionally looking back into the mirror to catalogue the bruises and imprints he left against your skin. You decide about telling your friend, grabbing your first box and starting to pack your books.~~~

It’d taken you four days to move everything over and settle yourself in the trailer your parents had gotten; it’s in the back of the lot, barely still in the trailer park. You avoid any of your neighbors, trying your best to not panic as you make your way towards Riverdale High. You’re keeping your eyes on the floor. –They’re looking at you cause they know what you’ve done. You’re that liar that got thrown out from Centerville.- You cringe at your internal monologue, trying your best to shake it off, freezing when you crash into someone. “ You okay?” You look up, brushing yourself off and nodding, not looking at whomever you bummed into. “Sorry I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s no problem, where are you trying to find?” You look up into the boy’s face, hoping you’re not blushing, or if you are you can brush it off as the embarrassment from the fall. “Math, with-“ His hand nudges the schedule and you offer it to him. “Huh, you have almost all your classes with me, I can walk you to most of them, the only class you don’t have is science, but you have that with Fangs so-“ “Fangs?” You question and he beams. “My friend Fangs, I’m Sweet Pea, you are?” He holds his hand you for you to shake, handing you back your schedule. “Y/N.” “Did you just move here?”

“Yes, from Centerville.” “Centerville, Jesus, you glad you got out?” He whistles slightly and you sag in relief. “Yes, it was awful.” You relax, comforted by his similar reaction. “I can’t imagine, actually I don’t want to. Is it true that half of the main school have been in the corrections center?” “No, that would mean they got caught.” You offer a wry smile and Sweet Pea smiles back. “Well then, let’s hope none of them follow you here.” You laugh nervously nodding.

You’re thankful that Sweet Pea seems to keep you in his sights. It not hard considering you share all your classes so far. “So we can eat lunch with my friends if you want?” “Sure, sounds good.” –Don’t freak out. They’re not like yours were.- You follow Sweet Pea outside, toward a table with a group of guys in black leather; they’re joined by another group. You watch as they turn nodding to Sweet Pea. “Alright introductions then, everyone, this is Y/N. She moved from Centerville a few days ago.” You wave and the entire group at you.

“This is Toni and Cheryl, Cheryl’s Captain of the River Vixen’s, which feature, Veronica, Josie, and Betty; Betty’s dating Jughead, who’s leader of the Serpents, which includes Toni, Fangs, and me.” He gestures to each person as he names them. You wave to each of them and they wave back. “Is it a dumb question to ask what the Serpent’s are?” You’d heard whispers of them in Centerville but the rumors varied from an after school club to a prison run gang. “We’re a gang.” Fangs states and you nod, relieved at the open answer.

Sweet Pea had been the one to invite you to his trailer, you were nervous, but followed him in surprised when no one else was in. “You live alone?” “Yeah, it’s just easier, my parent’s have their own place I just wanted to stay.” He nods to the couch and you sit down watching him as he moves around his home. “Out of curiosity why did you move here of all places? Can’t have been for the ‘pep’ can it?” –Lie- “I uh, my parents were going to send me to the Sisters and-“You cringe at his frown. “Why?” -Lie to him. Lie to him.- “They thought it would be better for me.” –They didn’t want to deal with you; they were tired of the lies. Like your friends, like Sweet Pea will become.-

“Better how? Or is that one of those, not allowed to talk about it.” You shrug. “I just; I made some bad choices, got on the wrong track.” He drops the thread of the conversation instead asking how you’re finding Riverdale and how you feel about living in Sunnyside. He talks about himself telling you about chaining himself to his old school, and protesting about Riverdale trying to get rid of the Serpents.

It’s not long before Cheryl decides to throw a party for some reason or other, everyone is excited and you hope the terror you feel can be interpreted as the same. You arrive with the Serpent’s, specifically Sweet Pea, he’d insisted it was easier for everyone to carpool, and he had an extra helmet for his bike so it wouldn’t be a problem for you to ride with him. “Come on Y/N Cheryl’s parties get crazy it’ll be-“ Whatever he’s saying fades out, as you step forward.

~~~ “Seriously Y/N, it’ll be fine! No one will care you weren’t invited. Seriously just come in and have some fun!!” You offer a strained smile as you follow your friends stepping through the door to hear music blasting. You’re moving around the main room, cringing at the sound, you can’t hear your own thoughts, let alone anyone saying anything so when Lance appears holding out drinks for everyone, you think nothing of taking it. Everyone else is drinking why shouldn’t you.~~~

Sweet Pea holds something out to you and you recognize it as a water bottle. –Don’t take drinks from anyone, always watch your drink- You hesitate, but take it anyways, surprised when it’s sealed as you open it. “Come on everyone’s this way.” Sweet Pea herds you further in and you wait for his hand you touch your shoulder, to steer you where he wants you. –Upstairs to the bedrooms, god knows this place must have extra rooms no one will check in- He walks with you, hand hovering behind your back as you turn past the stairs and back through the kitchen to the backyard. You stare fearfully at the pool for a moment, stepping back, bumping into Sweet Pea’s arm.

“You okay?” –Lie.- “Fine.” You take a swig from the water bottle and notice how everyone’s gathered in a circle eating pizza. “Hey you two made it! Sorry about the secrecy Y/N, we usually do an inner circle party once a month!” Cheryl nods to you and you tilt your head. “Inner circle?”

“Yeah we’re all really close, we went through a lot together, you’re part of that now.” -They know, they know, they know.- “So, as usual Sins and Secrets time!! It’ll be interesting now since we have Y/N to confess to, and we get to hear her deepest secrets.” Toni laughs as Fangs explains the rules; Sweet Pea sits next to you. “Cheryl can go first to show you. Since it’s her party.” Toni nods. “I slapped Jughead when I thought his dad killed my brother.” You turn to the rest of them and they shrug. “That’s not that dark Cheryl..”

“I don’t want to scare her off. Come on Y/N confess.” –Lie, Lie Lie, if you tell the truth they’ll never talk to you again. You don’t have anywhere left to run, lie, lie lie.- “ I uh, I moved from Centerville because- I just-“ You swallow; you don’t realize someone’s arm is around you until they’ll pulling you closer. “Hey it’s okay, you don’t have to say anything.” You shake your head. “No you guys should know I’m a liar, get over with the realization you don’t want to be friends with me.” You swallow, shaking still as you look around at everyone.

“I left Centerville cause I lied about a lot of stuff, happening to me.” You can see Cheryl frowning, as do Veronica and Betty. “You lied about being sexually assaulted?” they guess and you nod, still shaking. “Why would you lie about that?” They sound upset, angry even. –You did it now, they’re going to hate you, might as well spill all of it.- “Well I mean we were dating so it’s not like it counted cause we were dating and even then I didn’t say no or anything I didn’t even try to leave.” –You tried to run he just was too fast, he didn’t want you to move, he gave you too much to drink, it wasn’t drugs they flushed out of your system too fast to be tested anyways.- “My, his friends agreed with him, it makes sense, I was just wanting attention cause he broke up with me, it wasn’t anything serious either way we just-“ You fade off watching everyone staring at you.

“Sorry, I just, I can leave it’s no problem for me to-“ “Fucking hell I can see why you left Centerville, full of rapists and people who look the other way.” You freeze. “What?” –No you’re supposed to hate me, I lied, I lied.- “That must have been horrible, I’m so sorry that happened to you.” “No, but it didn’t like everyone said I was just making it up, it wasn’t real so-“ –They’re angry for you. They want to hurt him as much as you do.- You quiet as they all seem to crowd you in comfort, Betty and Cheryl taking your hands and Toni awkwardly hugging you as Veronica nudges Sweet Pea away, you turn gripping for what you now know was his arm.

You’re not one hundred percent sure what the look they share is, but it flashes across all their faces and Sweet Pea offers to take you home moments later, you nervously grab a slice of pizza eating it as he leads you back out of the house and to his bike. “Hey, listen Y/N, I’m sorry all that happened to you.” You shrug. “I’m sure there’s been worse.” Sweet Pea sighs kicking the ground. “Just because there’s been worse doesn’t make what you went through okay.” You nod to him and he pulls you into a hug as he holds the helmet out to you.

You swing your leg over getting off as he pulls up to his trailer. “Sweet Pea, I, I didn’t tell them everything.” “Hey it’s okay, you don’t have to. It’s your choice to talk about it. “I, can I tell you?” He nods opening his door and sighing as you sit on the couch. He sits next you and you burrow under the blanket and into his side. He chuckles slightly and you smile up at him. “I’m here, you can tell me whatever you want.” You nod closing your eyes.

~Lance had brought you upstairs before leaving you to sit in the room for what felt like hours. You’d been confused, sluggish to respond when you’d felt the zip tie sliding against your wrist. “So you don’t run off and say anything.” His voice is distorted and you sit, sliding against the side of the bed trying to snap the tie off the post. You manage to dig it into your skin enough where you know it’ll leave a scar. Your knees are also bruised a product of trying to pull yourself free, using your own body as a counter weight. Lance returns laughing at you. His voice is echoing and you don’t realize its because he’s not alone. When he shoves you, jerking the tie back against your wrist and almost throwing you onto the bed is when you fall back into unconsciousness, whatever sedative combining with the drinks to knock you out.~

“What’s his last name?” Sweet Pea growls out and you shake your head. “Sweet Pea, please don’t he’ll know it was me.” “He’s going to need to answer for that, one way or the other. Serpent’s protect their own.” “That extends to friends?” You ask surprised, unsure how the Serpent’s manage to protect so many people. “Relationships.” “We’re not in a relationship.” You state confused when Sweet Pea seems shocked. “Sorry right, still, he’s going to pay for that.” “There’s more.” You reach for the water bottle on the table and Sweet Pea pulls it to you, you place it back on the table after drinking from it, shifting away from him slightly. “Y/N, come back, you don’t need to move away from me; I don’t think less of you.” You sigh shakily.

“You don’t need to tell me right now, take a break sweetheart, come here, come here.” He slowly reaches for you and you fold into his arms, as he tucks the blanket around both of you, you curl into him shaking as you sob. “They thought I was lying, they said they knew him best, they said-“ “Shhh, shhh love, it’s alright, it’s over, it’s over. You’re safe now.” You don’t bother nodding just sighing and laying your head on his chest. “Thank you.” You say as you start to drift off.

When you wake up you haven’t moved. Sweet Pea hasn’t either and you watch him for a moment trying his best to stretch his arm to grab at his phone, you reason his other hand would be far closer but it’s currently wrapped around you, you nudge him with your forehead and he turns. “You can move your arm, if you want.” “No.” He states and you frown. “It’s literally easier for you to do it with this arm, just move it.” You tug at the arm wrapped around you and he just tightens his grip.

“Just let got of me and I’ll grab it for you if you want.” Sweet Pea shakes his head pulling you back to his chest as you half struggle to get up. This causes you both to tip off the couch, you’re waiting for your head to smack against the floor but you open your eyes to see Sweet Pea smirking at you, your head cushioned by his arm. ‘See that’s why I didn’t want to move it.” “So it could get crushed by my head?” “No so it could protect you.” “Oh that’s dumb. I’m not-“ You close your mouth as he glares.

“If you say you’re not worth protecting I’m never letting you go.” “I’m not worth protecting.” You smile shyly, face flushed. “Was that serious or do you just want to mess with me?” “It’s semi-serious.” You counter and Sweet Pea shakes his head moving back to the couch nodding at you to do the same. “Semi-serious meaning.” “I’d very much like you to not let me go, but that’s just my preference.” Sweet Pea nods thoughtfully. “Come on.”

“Where are we going?” “Pop’s, it’s good one of our preference’s lined up, but now we have to see if others do.” “Pop’s the diner right?” He nods and you swing your leg over on his bike. “Please don’t tell me you’re going to judge me on my order.” “No just pay for it.” He shouts of the roar of his engine.

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Jughead was beyond mad. They were going to close down the drive in, his job. His home. Of course nobody else could know that, especially not you.

Jughead’s had a crush on you for a while. You were just always so happy and ready to help. You helped Jughead with the blue and gold, as well as solving mysteries that you guys got yourselves into. You were the only one who understood his references.

The last thing he wanted to feel like was The Help. He didn’t want you to see him as a loser or helpless. Not that you would, but Jughead couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.

Jughead angrily climbed over you in the booth. All of you stared at him. “They’re going to shut down the drive-in.”

“What?” You said, the only one who seemed to care. Betty had switched sides the squish in with Veronica and Kevin. The three of them knew of your crush on Jughead Jones, and were reading to help anyway they could.

“Closing down the Twighlight Drive-In is just one more nail in the coffin that is Riverdale, no, the American dream. As Quentin Dean used to say-”

“Please, no more Quentin Dean references.” Kevin said.

“What? I’m pissed. And not just because I’m losing my job, but because the drive in should mean something to Riverdale. People should be trying to save it!”

You slide over your plate to Jughead, and he starts eating your fries. “Well, in the new age of Netflix, who would go to drive-ins anymore?”

“People who want to buy crack.” Kevin bluntly says.

“Kev.” You say, nodding to Jughead.

“And cinematics and car enthusiasts!” Jughead argues. “Am I right y/n/n?”

“Yup.” Nodding your head.

“Also, you guys should come to closing night.” He says sadly. “I was thinking American Graffiti, or is that too obvious?”

“Oh, I would love anything starring Audrey Hepburn.” Veronica said, with Kevin nodding in agreement.

“Y/n, what do you think?” Kevin asks.

“Mm, maybe Rebel Without a Cause?” Jughead smiles at you.

“I’ll be right back.” Betty says, getting up when seeing Archie, his dad, and the music teacher.

“Betty wait!” You said, knowing that it was about the weird relationship of the two. You and Jughead shared a look. He knew too.

Betty said something, and her and Archie went outside. Jughead slouched as he stared out the window to watch, and you leaned on him, putting your hand on his chest to watch as well. Veronica then went out to see what was going on.

“What was it like before she came here?” Kevin asked. “I honestly can’t remember.”

“Huh.” You say. Kevin nodded his head.

You and Jughead were passing out flyers for the closing night at the drive-in. “Why didn’t you guys give me a heads up?” Archie asked.

“I am, by nature, an objector.” Not saying anything to neither you nor Betty was the most moral decision I could make.“

"And you?”

“I try not to associate myself with stuff like this.” You explain. “Don’t get me wrong, I’m nosey and I like to know things about other people, but I physically stay out of drama.”

Jughead smiled at that. “And that’s what keeps the blue and gold running.” You smiled back.

“Could you guys just please let me know if Betty does anything crazy?”

After school you both went to the mayor’s office. “I’m sorry, but the Twighlight Drive-In has become a hangout for gang members and transients. The deal is done. Andrews Construction is scheduled to destroy it on Monday.”

Jughead was beginning to panic. It was happening too fast, and he didn’t know where he was going to go if the drive-in really would be gone. “Mayor McCoy, when I was a kid my family and I would always go. We couldn’t afford tickets for everyone, so Jellybean and I would hide in the trunk, then come out when the car was parked. It’s like my home.”

Jughead felt hot under your gaze. He shifted in his seat, wanting nothing more than for you to have not have heard that. “That’s a very sentiment, Mr. Jones, but the future of Riverdale is at stake here.”

“And isn’t Riverdale the town of warm, fuzzy memories?” You spoke up. “I mean, might as well get rid of Pop’s for the 50’s theme. Riverdale thrives on the fact that it’s a place where people build times to remember with their families.”

“Look, I’d love to help you both, but the deal is done. You should find out who they are to get some answers.”

“Thank you for your time.” You said.

Next was Andrews Construction site. “Mayor McCoy says that you have a contract to tear down the drive-in.” Jughead said quietly. There was something about Archie’s father that made anyone, especially Jughead, calm down. Fred Andrews was a respected man.

“I do. Look, I’m sorry guys. I love the drive-in too.”

“Mr. Andrews,” you said. “Just give us one week to track the man who bought the land.”

“And convince them not to demolish this holy house of cinema.” Jughead said angrily.

“Jug, y/n/n, this is a big contract for me and my guys.”

Jughead was staring intensely at Fred, before softening his features. He didn’t move. “Y/n could you wait outside?” He asked quietly.

You looked at Jughead, confused, then at Fred. He nodded his head for you to go. “Okay.” You responded.

“You put one Jones out of work, and now another, huh?”

He sighed. “Jug, your dad was stealing equipment. I had to let him go.”

Jughead scoffs. “Right. You’re just doing what you had to, just like now. Later.” He averted eye contact. Although he was mad, he knew it wasn’t Fred’s fault.

He found you sitting on the steps waiting for him. “You okay?”

He kept on walking. “He’s not gonna do it.”

You caught up to him and grabbed his hand, bringing him to a halt. “That’s not what I asked.” You quietly said. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah. It’s whatever. I gotta go get everything ready for closing night. See you tomorrow.” And with that he walked off.

You then went from gift store to gift store, trying to find Jughead something that he’d like. You wanted to make him feel better. You knew that his sadness wouldn’t completely go away from the Twilight Drive-In, but it could probably lessen. And that was your goal.

You went to the back of the drive-in, where Rebel Without a Cause was playing from. You knocked on the door. Jughead poked his head out of the door. “Y/n, what’re you doing here?”

You smiled. “I came to see if we could watch the movie back here together.”

“I would, but there’s a lot of tapes and equipment to organize. Sorry.” Jughead hated the words coming out of his mouth. Of course he wanted to watch the movie with you. Of course he wanted to be with you alone, especially right now. He wanted you to make him feel better. But he couldn’t have you see the bed.

Your smile faded. “Oh. Okay. Well, could you come out here for a second then? I want to give you something.”

He went outside and closed the door. He gave you a teasing smile. “Is it the deed to this place?”

You laughed. “I wish. It’s, uh,” you raised your hand, showing a Bates Motel key chain with the circular chain around your index finger. “Tada.”

He stared at it. He didn’t know how to react. You knew him so well. “What? You don’t like it? I’m sorry, I was just trying to make you feel better and-”

“What? No! Uh, no, it’s not that.” He put on a tiny smile. “It’s just, thank you. It means a lot.”

You went up to him and hugged him, loving the warmth resonating off of him. He was shocked for a second, before coming back to his senses and wrapping his arms around your waist.

“Course Jug. You’re my best friend.” You pulled away and out your hands on each cheek. “Alright. C'mon, where’s that smile I love so much?” He looked away and did his dorky smile that made your cheeks heat up. “There it is.” You then slipped out of his hold. “If you need anything, don’t hesitate to ask.” And with that you left.

Jughead watched you leave, then looking down at the key chain in his hand. As he went back inside and packed his things, he hooked the key chain onto his backpack zipper, sighing as he looked at it.

The next three days Jughead was sleeping in the janitor closet at Riverdale High. It was perfect. He had his sleeping bag, and they had showers and bathrooms. You just couldn’t find out.

That was until the fourth day. Archie had caught him. “Jug, what are you doing here so early?”

He put on a fake smile. “Just using this school’s amazing state-of-the-art facility.”

“No, seriously, what are you doing here?” So he showed his where he was sleeping. He explained that this was his living ever since the drive-in was closed. “I’ll be back. I’m going to talk to my dad about you staying with us.”

After some arguing, Jughead reluctantly agreed. “But Archie, you can’t tell anyone about this. Especially not y/n.” Knowing of his friend’s crush, he nodded his head. He then headed out of the school, getting his phone out of his pocket to send you some texts.

The was a knock on the closet door. Jughead let out a laugh. “Archie you don’t have to knock, it’s not like this is my room or anything.”

The door opened, you leaning against the door frame with a bag in hand. Jughead’s smile immediately came off. “Can I come in?” You quietly asked.

“He told you?!” He stood.

“Please don’t be mad at him!” You quickly said, going in and shutting the door. “I’m glad he did. Why didn’t you tell me about this Jug?”

“You think I’m proud of this? I’m living in a closet. I use the school showers. I’m pathetic y/n.”

“No you’re not, Juggy. You You should’ve just told someone. You could’ve gotten help!” You huffed, putting the bag in your hand down. “I really didn’t think you had a big ego. You should know that I don’t care about where you’re living, or if things are going bad. You just need to talk to me.”

He scoffed, then looking at the bag. He was still angry, but curiosity got the better of him. “What’s in the bag?”

You breathed out a humorless laugh. “Pop’s. Eggs and bacon. I also stopped by a liquor store and got chocolate milk.”

“For me?”

“For us.” You looked back at him, his expression still looking angry. “What? Getting drinks separately was cheaper, and I like YooHoo okay? I figured I could make you feel better and save some money at the same time but I guess I was wrong and-”

He cut you off with a kiss. It surprised you at first, but you soon returned it. You cupped his face with his hands finding your waist. When he pulled away for air he kept your faces close. He looked downwards, and you smiled wide. It happened. It finally happened. You had just kissed Jughead.

“Aw, c'mon Jug.” You stroked your thumb at his cheek. “Where’s that smile that I love so much?” He looked to the side and gave you a big goofy smile. “There it is.”

The door then opened and Archie saw the both of us in each other’s embrace. “Oh. Sorry should I have knocked?”

Sing Song

Summary: Sweet Pea/ Reader; Request:  You listen to country music (specifically John Denver) and Sweet Pea thinks it’s absolutely adorable?

“What’re you listening to now?” Sweet Pea peers over your shoulder and you shove your phone away. “Music for the Vixen routine we have.” You shrug nervously and Sweet Pea raises an eyebrow before he kisses your cheek. “I’ll never understand why Cheryl makes you keep the music a secret. Its cause I’m a Serpent isn’t it.” He jokes and you roll your eyes walking into Pop’s. “You know you don’t need to lie about it. If I was going to break up with you over your music taste it’d have to be something barbaric that you were into.” “Like country?” Sweet Pea shakes his head. You wait expecting him to change his mind and call country horrible. “No like Trap and EDM remixes of Opera music. But you like country then?” You stare wide-eyed shaking your head. “Oh my god you do!” He beams at you and you roll your eyes. “So no breaking up with me over country music then?” He laughs smiling at you.

You’re sitting next to Sweet Pea scrolling through your phone playing him snippets of songs trying to get him to guess the artists. So far he’s failing, only managing to guess three out of the seventeen you’ve played. “Umm Dixie chicks?” “Now you’re just naming country artists aren’t you?” He tucks his phone to his chest. “No..” “You searched country music on Google didn’t you?” He shoves his phone in his pocket. “Maybe, either way I’m failing.” “Don’t worry I’ll give you a crash course later.” You laugh. “Y/N can’t give you anything later, we have Vixen practice again.” Toni interrupts and Sweet Pea sighs. “I guess the karaoke will have to wait.” “I never said I’d be singing them.” You shake your head when he smiles. “But how am I going to learn anything if you don’t sing it to me?” You raise an eyebrow and Toni laughs. “Is this an effort to change Sweet Pea’s music taste? It’s a lost cause; we’ve already tried.” “It’s not changing, it’s expanding it. You need to hear it from the original artists; so my concert will just have to wait.”

You’re confused to see Sweet Pea sitting on the bleachers waiting for you to finish practice. “Hey; I figured we could swing by pop’s and pick up dinner and you can show me all the music I need to listen to.” You nod settling against his back on his motorcycle. “You want your usual?” “Of course.” “We’ll have to skip the shakes this time, need both your hands around me. Like always; safety first of course.” He winks and you laugh, tightening your arms as he hands you the bag of food. “You know we could’ve eaten there right? We didn’t have to go back to yours.” “If I want to hear you sing we have to.”

He’s asleep still; the trailer is a mess and you can’t help the way your parents drilled cleaning up after yourself into your head, as you start to pick up the glasses and plates from last night. You watch Sweet Pea for a moment clanking two plates together loud enough to wake him, but he doesn’t stir. You sigh in relief, turning the volume up on your phone to let John Denver’s twang bleed out from your speakers. You hum along to most of it, Annie’s song had always you’re your favourite; judging by the amount of plays it has. You laugh when it switches from his warm voice to Carrie Underwood’s pop country; you turn the shuffle function off, switching it back to Denver as you stack the plates by the sink. You jump when you hear his voice. 

“I do have to admit Country Road Man has much better messages than the other song.” “Sweet Pea, his name is John Denver.” “Got it, so is he your favourite? Isn’t most country music just people singing about trucks and freedom or whatever?” “Well the newer stuff is, but John and a few others have more meaningful songs.” You nudge your phone towards him and he scrolls through your music selection. “It’s cute you know that right?” You turn from folding the blanket on the couch. “John Denver’s cute?” You ask.

“No, your music taste; I mean Riverdale is a small town, and the Northside is like whatever most of these songs are about, it’s like they’re singing about you, sort of. Is that why you like it?” You stare at him. “What? Is that totally wrong?” “No,” You shake your head. “I never thought of it that way, I guess that’s part of it, I mean why do you like the music you like?” “Because it’s awesome and superior to everything Toni and Fang’s listen to..” “Its cheesy bubblegum pop isn’t it?” “Shut up!” Sweet Pea glares as you kiss him.

“Oh my god do you dance around your trailer to it?” “No, that’s ridiculous; why would I do that?” He glances away from your face and you smirk. “Don’t worry babe I won’t tell anyone that the most badass Serpent is into Pop music. However I will tell them that you’re dating an equally badass Northsider.” Sweet Pea shakes his head laugh as he stands to pull you into a hug. “I am badass.” You assert and he nods rolling his eyes. “For a Northsider maybe, the country music gives you at least two badass points, but being a Northsider gives you negative fifteen.” “So I’m in negatives?” You question and he leans over to kiss you.

“No, dating me means you have an automatic pass at being badass, I’m here to do it for you.” You roll your eyes laughing as his face lights up. “This ones your favourite right? Come let me love you; Let me give my life to you; Let me drown in your laughter.” He sings softly, skipping through half the song. “If you’re going to serenade me you should really start at the beginning of the song.” “But those are the most true lyrics; well how I feel about you.” He pulls you into a hug swaying with you as the song continues to play.

“You’re just losing badass points by the hundreds now.” You laugh. “Well you won’t tell anyone either way.” He presses his lips to yours. You pull back smiling. “Well I might have to, to save my reputation of course.” He pulls you back kissing you as the song finishes.

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Taking Care of You When You’re Sick

Sweet Pea

Jughead

FP Jones

Archie

Short Skirts // Sweet Pea x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Fighting, mentions of being self conscious

Word count: 3,200

You and Sweet Pea never did really get along. Sure, you had mutual friends like Toni and Fangs and if there was one of you, others weren’t far behind, but you and him fought like cats and dogs whenever the chance arose. You bickered at Pops, the Wyrm, the trailers, anywhere possible, without fail. Regardless of your differences, you’d take and bullet for him and vice versa. But as Riverdale as you knew it began to fall apart, you guys had managed to ease up on the fighting, holding onto it just enough to have consistency in your life. With Southside High School closing you, him, Toni, and Fangs needed to stick together.

Today as you walked into Riverdale High you felt the surprised gazes on you with your pleated skirt brushing your thighs and your ponytail bouncing to the beat of your steps. It was drastically different from your average Southside garbs. Principal Weatherbee started his crusade by banning all things Serpents and quickly escalted to issuing a required uniform for all the “newcomers” which was, to put it politely, absolutely hideous.

Thankfully, Betty, your new Northsider buddy, sought pity on your disgusted face as you looked at the Polo and khakis that were handed to you last week. She mercifully let you borrow a few outfits until you could find something that was a bit more you, yet still fit the Riverdale dress code. Until then you made do, added a few leather bracelets here, some heavy eyeliner there and you could’ve passed as a dark Betty twin if the original hadn’t taken the name already.

You waltz up to your two closest friends, one was sulking on a locker and the other was rolling her eyes. Sweet Pea didn’t really like change in general, but changes when it came to you were his personal playground. He always found something to tease you over just to get a reaction. You had already prepared yourself for any of his fashion critiques. “Where’s Fangs on this glorious morning?” you asked Toni and Sweet Pea, both of them had decided to just bite the bullet and wear the ridiculous Riverdale high robes.

“He, like you, wouldn’t wear the uniform, He’s been suspended until Wednesday.” Toni said as she surveyed your outfit. “Then again, he didn’t raid Betty Cooper’s closet, but I have to say, Northsider chic kinda suits you.” She laughed. Toni was definitely who you’d call your best friend, she always knew what to say, even if sometimes you didn’t like it. She always was the most stylish out of the group so you took her compliment to heart

A smile played on your face, “I didn’t raid her closet, she just let me borrow a few things so I wouldn’t have to wear… that.” You defended, failing to hide the disgust in your voice. Toni did a playful spin to show off her clothes in all their ugly glory. You heard Pea huff at your comment and took a deep breath.

“Well, sorry we don’t all have little Northsiders we can manipulate into letting us dress like we’re going to some slutty Halloween party.” Sweet Pea said, finally pushing himself off the lockers and facing you full on. He not only was wearing the uniform, but also had on a turtleneck to cover his tattoo, further solidifying the ridiculousness of his look.

“Well I’m sorry you haven’t gotten laid in months and think this is slutty, I know for a fact you’ve seen worse at the Wyrm, so stop riding my dick just because you’re pissed about looking like the guy who sold me my laptop at Best Buy.” you spit back and went to first period before he had the chance to defend himself.

—

First period went by mostly without a hitch, besides hushed arguing between classmates of opposing sides. But you couldn’t stop thinking about what Sweet Pea said. You had already prepared yourself for some snarky fashion critiquing from him, as you had already planned on doing the same back, but to call you manipulative and slutty was a low blow, even for the daily bickering. Toni had texted you in class to congratulate you on your amazing comeback but not before reassuring you that Pea was just in bad mood because of the merge, the uniforms and now missing his partner in crime.

Throughout the periods everyone was staring at the other Southsiders, sure, everyone looked absurd, but not as much as they were staring at you. Some in judgement, but others, mostly members of the football team, looked at you like they had never seen a pair of legs before in their life. You heard them talking during class and punching each other on the shoulder as they made crude comments.

At lunch was the worst though. While you waited in line for food as walked to the lunch table you could feel everyone looking and you just tried to focus on getting to sit down so you didn’t feel so exposed. Finally you got to the table, greeting Toni with warmth and Sweet Pea with… significantly less warmth. Toni talked about some of the crap Bulldogs had been saying about the merge and now the uniforms. You nodded in agreement, adding on the fact that boys have been staring at you all day like you were there next meal. Pea sat up with this information and you were mentally preparing yourself for whatever stupidity was about to pour out of his idiotic mouth.

“I mean” You let out a dry laugh” it almost makes me wished I had just sucked it up and wore that disgusting-” You were cut off before you could finish as Reggie and two other Bulldogs took it upon themselves to sit in the vacant spots next to you. Every Serpent at the table sat a little straighter with the sight of new arrivals. They eyed them carefully and stopped focusing on their sad lunch food to see what the next course of action would be.

Reggie and majority of the boys at this school had a reputation for not only being dicks, but for trying to treat girls however they wanted, disregarding their feelings. “Damn Y/N, I didn’t know you could clean up so nicely.” Reggie said slowly, in what he probably thought was a seductive tone.

Your fist clenched, the last thing Riverdale High needed was yet another North vs. Southside fight, so you decided to try and talk yourself out of it. “What do you want Reggie?” You demanded. Sweet Pea and Toni looked equally surprised at your new pacifist way of living, as they both expected you to backhand him on the spot. Toni relaxed a little, letting you handle the situation yourself and looked at the rest of the Serpents to do the same. All of them but Sweet Pea complied.

Reggie shrugged and moved closer to you, placing his hands on your thigh, and lower back, making you tense immediately. “I don’t know, maybe you and that Serpent mouth could give me some ideas.” He leaned and whispered into your ear, sending disgusted shivers down your spine. The bulldogs around you chuckled and the Serpents were all at the edge of their seats, waiting for you to signal that you had had enough.

Instead, you persisted with using words, not fists, but your blood was boiling and you were about ten seconds away from losing it. “If you don’t get your hands the f-” The loud scraping of a cafeteria chair pulled you from your thought. You knew what was going to happen next, there was only one person who would challenge anything you said, but before you could even stand up to stop him, Sweet Pea’s fist collided with Reggie’s jaw and sent him falling off his chair and to the ground.

“Get your fucking hands off of her!” He screamed and jumped on the Bulldog, who got in a few punches but nothing to really faze the Serpent. The fight was over almost as quickly as it started as Principal Weatherbee and another teacher pulled the taller boy off of Reggie. “If you or anyone else ever touches her again, you’ll have to deal with me.” Pea hissed as he was dragged out of the room, with Reggie being guided behind him.

The lunch bell rang, breaking the tension of the previous events as everyone scrambled back to class. You heard the underclassmen gossiping about it excitedly in the hall, just to fall silent as you walked by. You sat back down in class, the smirks from earlier were now replaced with amazed stares making you consider just leaving early. However it didn’t take long until you heard “Y/N Y/L/N, please report to the office immediately.” You sighed, picked up your things and walked out of the room.

When you walked into the little room, Sweet Pea and Reggie were sat across from Weatherbee, with a chair in the middle for you. Pea had a black eye forming and tissue up his nose, probably to stop it from bleeding. Apart from his freshly bruised jaw, Reggie’s injuries weren’t visible but you could tell they were there as he winced to turn towards you as you walked in the door. Sweet Pea always liked to punch where in counted, not just where it showed.

You sat down in the vacant chair only making eye contact with Weatherbee, knowing you’d tell Pea off on the spot if you looked at him and beat Reggie yourself if he looked at you. “Good afternoon, Mr. Weatherbee, how are you on such a beautiful day?” You asked, sarcasm practically dripping of your lips. You could see Pea smirk from the corner of your eyes.

“Enough, Y/L/N.” The principal didn’t really take your antics like your other teachers and you had been his office enough with the other Serpents in the past week that he knew it was better to just cut to the chase. “Your friend here says Mr. Mantle was touching you inappropriately, which provoked him, is that true?”

“Yes sir.” You stated simply, practically biting your tongue from going off on a tangent about how the egos of the two is what actually starting the fight. Of course Sweet Pea would make it sound like the fight was your fault when he was the idiot who threw the first punch. But no Serpent stands alone and you couldn’t risk Reggie getting what he deserved just to spite Pea.

“Okay then, Mantle, you’ll have an hour detention after school today and you,” he gestured to Sweet Pea. “You’ll owe me an hour for the rest of the week.” You scoffed and shook your head, grabbing your backpack and storming out of the room. You heard Reggie trying to talk himself out of it, whining about basketball practice and the game in two days, while Sweet Pea followed you out of the room. Toni was leaning against the door frame, bathroom pass in hand, awaiting the verdict.

“Mantle got one hour today and Pea got one hour for the rest of the week!” You exclaimed in frustration. “I mean, I got more than that stupid bulldog for being on my phone in Chem yesterday!” You went to run your hands through your hair, forgetting it was in a ponytail, just pissing you off more. Toni put a hand on your shoulder to comfort you. She helped you restyle your hair to its normal, unruly state before heading back to class.

Now it was just you and Pea, a guaranteed screaming match. “Man it really sucks that we’ll both be staying after today, princess.” Sweets said, side eyeing you, waiting for your reaction. Last time you checked you had nothing to do with that fight, besides being an excuse to let them go off.

You let out an exhausted breath and turned to the boy. “What the hell are you talking about?” You tried to think back to Weatherbee’s sentencing, it was possible you had stormed out as he was telling you your metaphorical jail time. However, you didn’t recall the principal saying anything about you being in trouble and decided Pea was just stirring the pot.

“Well, my bike’s in the shop til Saturday, Fangs is on house arrest, and you’re the reason I’m in this mess in the first place.” Your mouth fell open as you blinked, trying to comprehend his logic. It was just like him to a conscious, grown up decision and then to immediately blame any negative repercussions on you. As usual though, he cut you off before you could retort his asinine claim. “See you at four, sweetheart.” He declared and left you there to try and figure out what the hell just happened.

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Trying to burn an hour was already hard in general but trying to waste an hour while pissed with Pea was impossible. At first you just sat in your car and pulled out your English homework, hoping you could be at least a little productive but you decided to give up after repeatedly writing a sentence just to throw down your pen and yell into your dashboard “I mean who does he think he is?!” You tried playing music which eventually just turned into you ranting over even the most upbeat songs on your playlist. This continued on until you heard a tapping on your window.

You rolled your eyes and unlocked the door, allowing Sweet Pea to climb in. “I’m kinda surprised you actually stayed.” He laughed and set his backpack down. You clenched your jaw and put your car in reverse. “I don’t know why you’re upset with me, I’m not the one who was groping you in front of the whole cafeteria.”

“I’m pissed with you because not only did you try to defend me when literally no one asked, but you decided to blame me for you getting in trouble and forcing me to stay an hour after school for your stupidity. Toni has a perfectly good ride and she’s here anyway for cheer practice!” You spit, peeling out of the parking lot.

“Ok first of all, no Serpent stands alone. Second of all did I not hear you say in the office that you took the blame for the fight? And lastly, what did you want to do just- Turn left, I want to go to Pop’s- Just let Reggie touch you like that? Hell no,” He spat back as you maneuvered the car to go to the local teen hotspot.

“Ok fine, but we’re eating in the car, I’m not risking you getting into another fight today. And no, you didn’t hear me say that, you heard me lying to save your ass, that fight was caused by the overwhelming testosterone between the two of you.” The fight went back and forth during the short drive to your destination. You guys walked in and fought in hushed whispers after you ordered.

When the food came you paid and Sweet Pea paid the tip, habitually as everyone in the group rotated on who paid what. You both paused to thank Pop Tate and walked back to your car. “We are finishing this argument before we eat.” You stated and put the meal of the roof of your car. Sweet Pea nodded in agreement, but reached behind you to steal a fry anyway.

“You always do this shit, you try to take care of my stuff for me and I really don’t need your help, you always fight my fights. It doesn’t even make sense because we obvious don’t even get along that well.” You pointed out, gesturing to the two of you currently fighting. “I’m just as capable of protected myself as Fangs, or Toni, or anyone else, so I don’t know why you always poke your nose in my shit!”

“Because you can’t take care of yourself! You always bite off more than you can chew and I always have to clean up your messes! When you bitched at the ghoulies, who got cut by a switchblade that was coming towards you? Who covered for you when you didn’t make it to class because you were to busy making out with whatever dumbass you found in the hall? Who literally gets punched in the face when some idiot Bulldog makes moves on you? Me!” He said, trying to sound like some sort of hero.

“I never asked for any of that!” You screamed, pushing him back. “And maybe I liked the way he was coming onto me, it’s none of your business!” It was complete bullshit, he knew that and you could see it in his face as he let out a dry laugh and crossed his arms like a toddler. “Look, it doesn’t matter, the point is you don’t do that shit for Toni and she’s closer to you anyway!”

“Because Toni can take care of herself, Toni isn’t you!” He yelled back, even louder. His features showed that he regretted what he said. Probably because it was too confusing to allow you to say something witty back. Instead you let your emotions take over.

“WHAT THE FUCK DOES THAT EVEN-” You were cut off by his lips on yours, his hand on your jaw, his leg between yours. You froze at first, processing what was going on, but before you could even react you felt him begin to paralyze. He released you and looked at you with a pure shock in his eyes. His mouth opened and closed, trying to figure out what to say.

“Shit, shit! I’m so sorry I didn’t realize what I was doing I just got caught in the moment and I realized I had feelings for you a while ago and I guess I just wasn’t thinking when I… shit, I’m sorry.” He rambled, hands running through his hair, messing up his infamous look.

“Pea, as much as I’d like the literal recording of you apologizing,I’d really really really like to get back to what we were doing,” You said and grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him back to your lips. Your hands travelled up to his hair, and your bodies were flush with each other, moving in sync.

Finally, you two paused, catching you breath. His lips were swollen, his hair was messy and his eyes were filled with an emotion you never really saw them hold before. You were sure you looked just as rough but you didn’t care. You really just wanted to sit there and look at him and his features forever. Looking back, you always had underlying feelings for him, if anyone else tried to do half the shit he did, there was no way you’d put up with it, but he was Sweet Pea.

“So, now what?” He asked and pushed off of the car to stand next to you. His signature smirk played on his lips as he stole yet another fry and placed it in his mouth.

“I guess nothing really has to change.” You said simply and licked your lips as a grin over took your features. “I mean as long as our all our fights get to end like this one.”

AN: I just want to say thank you so much for the amount of love that was showed to the preview last night like in under 24 hours we reached 100+ notes which is so mindblowing bc I literally just started my blog and this is my first ff I’ve written in a while and my first imagine EVER. If you enjoyed this please send me requests or prompts or anything really so I can make more content. Again THANK YOU SO MUCH!!

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Paring: Sweet Pea x Reader

Requested: Yes, “sweet pea x reader imagine, where sp and the reader have a love-hate relationship ( not dating) and for some reason they have to share a hotel room with only one bed. reader gets flustrated and says ‘i’m not having my first time with you’. And then the reader blushes and it’s ends with fluff and them dating.” @uniquealienpurseshoe

Description: When you and Sweet Pea get stuck together on a trip after graduation the two of you finally do something about your feelings.

Warnings: None?

Word count: 1,017

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You and Sweet Pea have known each other since you moved back to Riverdale with your mom when you were 14. In the last 4 years the two of you have developed a bit of a rocky relationship. You both had feelings for each other but you were both very bad at expressing them and instead made it seem as if you hated each other. A large group of kids that you graduated with last month had planned a beach trip to celebrate. You were originally planned to stay in one of the hotel rooms with Veronica but Reggie had convinced Pea to agree to a few room switches that lead you and Pea to be in the same room. While you and Pea now knew you were stuck in the same room you didn’t know that it was a single queen bed.

You and Pea checked in and got your room keys and headed up to the room. Pea let you in first and when you saw the bed the only thing you could do was begin laughing. When Sweet Pea got into the room and saw the bed he began to go off, “You have got to be kidding me now I’m stuck sleeping on the same bed as you too.” Rolling your eyes you drop your bag and grab your dark green basic bikini. Heading to the bathroom you slide past Pea and speak in an annoyed tone, “I don’t have the energy for you right now. I’m going to the pool.” You quickly change and pull your hair up before walking out of the hotel room without another word to Pea.

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