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fanfics4all · 1 year
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My First Mistress
Request: Yes / No  Hey...I always thought Cheryl blossom would make an excellent Dominatrix. Could you write something for a male reader where she becomes his dominatrix? Thank you for your time! Anon
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Cheryl Blossom x Male!Reader 
Word count: 2926
Warnings: SMUT!! The request should tell you what you’re about to read
Y/N: Your Name 
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The first time I saw her was when she walked into the bar, long red hair, tight fitting red dress showing off all her assets, that image wouldn’t leave my mind. However, her incredible beauty wasn’t what attracted me to her, it was her attitude. She knew what she wanted and would take it by any means necessary. Throughout the night I couldn’t stop staring, but I was too shy to approach her. So I just sat and nursed my drink. She noticed my stares however, as she approached the seat next to me my heart skipped a beat. 
“What’s your name, handsome?” She asked. 
“I’m Y/N.” I answered and she smiled. 
“The names Cheryl.” She said. From there the conversation flowed naturally, although I probably complimented her looks a bit too eagerly. 
It was just before midnight when she suggested we go back to her place. Nervously and excitedly I jumped at the opportunity and we quickly found ourselves at her house. Our tongues fought against each other as we kissed deeply. She quickly took the lead. 
“I need to know if you can satisfy me.” She said. 
“W-What do you want?” I asked and she smirked. 
“I want you to do whatever I ask you to do.” She whispered in my ear. 
“Can you do that for me?” I asked and I nodded instantly. Her smirk grew and she led me over to a door. She opened it and revealed a windowless room in total darkness. She pushed me inside and flicked on the switch. It was a black and red room with only a bench with straps coming off it, and different toys lining the walls. She held my arms behind my back and I had no idea what she might do. I was a little scared, but that thrilled me more than anything. 
“Wow…” I whispered in awe. She turned me and it was the sexiest sight of my life. She had taken off her dress and was now in black knee high leather boots, black silk panties, and a very tight black corset that made her breasts look incredible. Her fair skin couldn’t look more beautiful against her black clothing, and her red hair made the image almost unreal. She slapped me in the face, hard enough that it stung. 
“Rule one, you don’t speak until spoken to.” She said. 
“Yes.” I replied instantly. She slapped me again, in the exact same spot she had hit me before. The sweet sting made me even more turned on. 
“Rule two, you will always address me as Mistress, unless I request something else. I will call you whatever the fuck I want. Bitch is a good start, don’t you agree?” She asked with a smirk. 
“Yes Mistress.” I answered. She smiled and stroked my red cheek. I felt extremely grateful for the attention. 
“Lie on the table, Bitch.” She ordered. 
“Yes Mistress.” I felt the thrill of humiliation as I lied down. She leaned over me, her magnificent breasts only inches from my face. I wanted more than anything to touch them, lick them, to bury my unworthy face in them, but I knew I couldn’t. I had to be a good bitch. 
“You must be the most pathetic little bitch I’ve ever met.” She said, squeezing my cheeks together with her thumb and forefinger. 
“What a pathetic little cunt you are. Do you think you deserve me? Is that what you think?” She asked. 
“No Mistress.” I mumbled through my pressed lips. Suddenly she grabbed my hair on the back of my head and forced my head around. I turned my body with it so I was face down. 
“Let’s get you a proper look at you then, Bitch.” She wretched my shirt over my head. Next she yanked my shoes and socks off, and finally my jeans. I was left just in my boxers. Although I couldn’t see her, I could feel her glare digging into me. 
“God, you’re disgusting, Bitch. I can’t believe I let a worthless cunt like you into my house.” She said. I loved every bit of every insult more than the most lavish praise from any other girl. She grabbed my hands, one at a time, securing them into the straps attached to the corners of the bench. She made sure they were tight and secure. She did the same with my feet and I could tell she was an expert, she did it so quickly. I loved the feeling of restriction, but I was surprised that the straps were long and I still had quite a lot of possible movement. 
“Look up, Bitch and you’ll be sorry. A pathetic piece of shit like you is not allowed to look at me. You’re not worthy, are you?” She asked, while pushing my head into the bench. 
“I am not worthy, Mistress.” I answered. I heard her kneel at the end of the table, between my spread legs, and heard rubbing. 
“Oh God, my tits feel good today.” She teased. I heard her hands slide down her body, I could hear every little sound. 
“Oh fuck, and my pussy!” I heard the soft, wet sound of fingers entering her pussy. 
“This tight little cunt feels amazing!” She exclaimed loudly, fingers sliding in and out of the wetness. I had always loved watching girls masturbate and I couldn’t resist. That’s when I realized what she was doing. She was trying to make me look at her. I was a good little Bitch, and I would remain a good little Bitch. 
“Oh fuck! Oh fuck my sweet little pussy!” She moaned. The sound of fingering stopped briefly and she sucked hard on her fingers. Quickly she jammed them back in and fucked herself even harder. 
“Oh fuck! Oh my little cunt!” She yelled. Blood rushed to my head, I felt panicked, torn between two desires. One, to remain obedient, and two to see my beautiful Mistress in ecstasy. I hardly noticed my hard cock painfully pressed into the bench. 
“Oh fuck, fuck, fuck! Oh!” She was close to orgasming. I couldn’t help myself. I was just a pathetic little bitch, I had to see her. I turned and I knew I’d made the right choice. Her nipples were so hard and on instinct I had to suck it. I pulled hard against my restraints, willing them to break, fuck the consequences. I looked down and her fingers had pushed against her panties and two of them were pushed deep into her perfect pussy, while the other was pressed hard on her clit. She knelt back, eyes closed, and her moaning got higher pitched. I could smell the wonderful aroma of her glorious pussy. She opened her eyes and saw me. I turned my head back to the bench straight away, but she stopped masturbating. 
“What the fuck are you doing?” She asked. 
“You stupid little cunt!” She grabbed me tightly around my neck.
“I warned you, you stupid little fucking bitch.” She growled. I felt like she might not let go of my throat. 
“I gave you one fucking instruction.” She growled in my ear. 
“Sorry Mistress! Sorry for being a naughty, pathetic, useless little Bitch!” I said. 
“Sorry won’t fucking cut it, Bitch. You not only broke the rules, you tried to cover it up! I saw you look away. You stupid little Bitch. You are going to learn that actions have consequences,” I love that she said that. I wanted to feel her anger. She undid my leg straps, pulled down my boxers and threw them onto the back of my head. 
“You can’t wear men’s underwear, you dumb bitch. From now on, you’ll wear my panties.” She said. 
“Yes mistress.” I responded. She pulled her black silk panties off and pulled them up my legs, as high as they would go so the front bound my balls and dick tightly, the back rubbed against my asshole.
“You look more like a Whore than a Bitch like that.” She said. 
“I was going to play with your stupid little cock, but you can forget that now.” She said as she turned me over and looked disdainfully at my stupid little cock. She got up and grabbed some red furry cuffs. She undid the arm restraints and I immediately offered her my hands. She pushed my legs back until my knees were near my chin, then grabbed my arms forwards and fastened the handcuffs in front of my knees. She then grabbed my legs and pulled them apart, and tied them into the restraints my arms had been in. As she did, I slipped back, leaving my ass spread and my little hole totally exposed. I knew then what she had in store for me. She ducked out of my vision and returned with a smooth red strap on, maybe a five inch dildo. It was a little smaller than my cock. I’ve never had more than a tip of a finger up my ass before and this was sure to give me the pain I needed. She straddled the bench, over my face. The view of her directly above me was so sexy. I threw my head back submissively, but she grabbed my head and yanked it forward. She pushed her strap on towards my mouth and I opened my mouth for her. She slowly pushed her cock towards my mouth. 
“I wanted to break you in slowly, Whore. I wanted to give you the great feeling of have this cock stuck up your ass while I felt that little prick of yours.” She said, calmly. My heart sank, I needed to be fucked. I needed it so badly! Her cock went in my mouth and I sucked. I’d never sucked a cock before, so I had no idea if I was any good. I tried hard, I was a Whore after all. 
“But I need to be strict with you, I need an obedient Whore.” She slapped me gently to prove her point. 
“Will you disobey me again, Whore?” She asked politely. I shook my head quickly and she slapped me harder. 
“You didn’t say ‘Mistress’.” She said sternly. I couldn’t talk though!
“I guess that wasn’t fair, you do have a cock in your mouth… Well, life isn’t fair. Not for little Whores.” She said. That’s true. Whatever Mistress wanted, she’d get. 
“I don’t have to treat you good when you’re good. So when you’re bad, like before, when you think your pathetic eyes are worthy of my body while I pleasure myself, you will be treated very, very bad.” She said and jammed the cock right down my throat. I gagged and she smiled. She left it in for a second, then fully pulled it out. 
“Is that fair, Bitch?” She asked. 
“Yes Mistress, I’ve been a bad little whore.” I answered and her smile grew. She got up once again and returned with two crocodile clips linked by a chain, a ball gag, and was still wearing that smooth red strap on… except this one was at least twice the size of the one she had on before. It was bigger than the biggest cock I’ve seen in porn! I looked at it and my eyes widened in fear. 
“Good Whore, I agree.” She said with an evil smirk. She first crouched on top of me and pulled out the crocodile clips. 
“I would say this isn’t going to hurt, but I’d be lying.” She said sweetly. 
“Do you want these on your tits?” She asked. 
“Yes Mistress.” I answered. 
“I’m not convinced.” She said with a smirk and I knew she wanted me to beg. 
“Please Mistress, please clamp my tits. I’m just a Whore and I need it!” I begged  
“Okay, Whore.” She said and clipped it onto my right nipple first. I exhaled in shock at the pain. It hurt a lot, but I really wanted to other one on. She placed the other one and I realized I really enjoyed it. It was real pain. I wanted more. I wanted my ass fucked. 
“I’m far too nice to you.” She said. 
“I really want to fuck you and for it to hurt, but sadly I feel a little affection for you, you stupid little Whore. I’m going to lube you up before I fuck you.” She said and reached for the lube. She applied a big glob of it to my exposed asshole. She buried a finger in and my asshole was stretched slightly by her soft lubed finger. It felt amazing and I wanted more. 
“Looks good.” She said, admiring my ass. I felt proud at her words. 
“But it’s the wrong color.” She said with a frown. I furrowed my brow, until I felt the sharp pain on my left ass-cheek. She held up her horse whip to me and smirked. She hit the other cheek and then right down the middle, perfectly onto my lubed up hole. I bit my lip hard and squealed in pleasure. She whipped each cheek hard. The pain rushed up to join the constantly pulsing of my clamped nipples. It was a wonderful mix of pain. I threw my head back and sighed with each stroke. Finally she stopped and admired her work. 
“Much better.” She smiled. 
“Now to claim this Whore hole for myself.” She said and excitement washed over me. 
“But first, you need to beg.” She said and I looked up. Her huge cock pressed just centimeters from my hole. 
“Please Mistress, fuck me.” I begged and she slapped me. 
“That’s all you can do? I want you to fucking beg, you dumb Whore. Fucking beg!” She hissed. 
“Oh please Mistress, I love you Mistress! Please fuck my dirty undeserving little Whore asshole! You’re my fucking Queen and I’m nothing but you’re little Bitch slave. I’m completely unworthy of your magnificent cock, but please fuckme. Ruin me, destroy my pathetic little ass. Make me yours forever. Please stick your huge cock up my tiny little asshole!” I begged. She tried to conceal her smile, but she couldn’t fully. 
“My God, you are the most pathetic little Whore in the world. I can’t listen to anymore of your shit.” She said and picked up the ball gag. She stuffed it into my mouth and locked it around the back of my head. I laid back helplessly as she loomed over me. She placed both her hands on my throat, but she didn’t choke me. She pressed her cock slowly against my asshole. She looked deep and aggressively into my eyes and I whimpered through my gag. She tightened her grip on my throat slightly. The first stab on pain came as the full width of the dildo started to stretch my hole fully. Oh God… this was just too much! The pain was so intense, but the pleasure that followed was even greater. She thrusted further and further inside me, every bit of the inside of my ass was being stroked and pummeled. 
“Oh you’re a good little Whore, aren’t you?” She asked and I could only mumble ‘Yes Mistress’ into the gag. I looked up at my Mistress with pure love and lust. Her wonderful breasts bounced with every thrust, her fierce red hair flicked behind her, her stunning eyes focused on her little Whore in wonderful agony. The dildo felt even bigger up my ass than it had looked. The pain and the bondage, it was the perfect combination. My cock felt like it was about to explode as she pushed even deeper inside me. Then suddenly, she stopped. She looked me up and down, her eyes stopped on my twitching cock. She slowly placed her hand on it and pulled down as she thrust. With a second pull, my cum sprayed over me, onto my chest and face. I couldn’t believe how well my Mistress was treating me, letting her Whore cum all over himself. She undid my gag and I instantly started thanking her. 
“Thank you! Thank you so much Mistress! That was the best- Ah!” I was cut off by pain as my nipple clamps were taken off, which was as painful if not more than putting them on. Then my handcuffs were released and I saw my wrists had deep red marks around them. My arms fell limply to my side. 
“Thank you so much, you are so good to your Whore. Thank you for fucking me so hard, for hurting me, I needed it. I want to be a good Whore for you. I love you Mistress.” I said and meant every word. She said nothing and just smiled, her cock still up my ass. She hadn’t gone in all the way, I noticed. It felt like her cock was all the way inside me. She slowly slid out of me and it was the best feeling of all, pure pleasure. She knelt before me, triumphant. I was still laying back with my feet high in the air with the straps still around them. She released them and I collapsed, limp. 
“You better not ever take those panties off. I want to see you wearing them next time.” She said and then walked out the door. She left me to gather my things and leave. I had to go back home and pretend I was a strong man that the world thought I was, but I wasn’t. I was Cheryl's little Whore now and I wouldn’t want it any other way.
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fandomnerd9602 · 1 year
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Archie: okay time to look in the suggestion box…Y/N why did you write change Cheryl’s name to Cherry?
Y/N: cause she’s sweet as one
Cheryl: aww I love you too baby
She hugs them tightly from behind…
Y/N: also Cherry Blossom makes more sense that Cheryl Blossom
Cheryl:
Archie: you know they’re not wrong
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Wisdom Removal
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(Gif not mine)
Third persons POV
The sound of high heels clicking against the linoleum floor of Riverdale high could be heard for miles and of course that sound was made by no one other than Cheryl Blossom. Her home life wasn’t the best and everyone knew that but this weekend just irritated her to no end. First her signature lipstick ran out and she had to go all around town to get such a shade of cherry red, she would’ve just ordered it and had it shipped to her house but she wanted an excuse not to be there so she didn’t have to be around her horrid mother. Speaking of her mother that’s her next reason for a terrible weekend, everytime Cheryl walked by her mother she would just spew this rancid tangent about how Cheryl is a disappointment to the family name. The only thing or in this case person that could turn her awful weekend around was Y/N L/N. She was like her slice of heaven after running through the deep dark depths of hell. But to no avail Cheryl could not find that said person she looked everywhere well- almost everywhere. She loathed talking to Veronica but this was her last hope of finding Y/N. Cheryl was on the war path so people made sure to stay out of her way and if they didn’t she shoved them. Cheryl finally made her way to Veronica. She clenched her teeth and crossed her arms, making Veronica stand tall waiting for the endless bickering they were about to face.
“Hello there heathen. Still got your daddy issues I see.” Cheryl spits and Veronica chuckles dryly.
“You still got your mommy issues? or do I need to give you some examples?” Veronica smirks and Cheryl laughs slightly.
“Enough with the foreplay. Where’s Y/N?” Cheryl said bluntly. Veronica furrows her eyebrows.
“Did you not hear she’s just got out surgery?” Cheryl’s froze cutting Veronica off.
“She’s- got out of what! I need to got find her.” Cheryl said practically sprinting to her car.
“Cheryl! You didn’t let me finish. She’s gonna be pissed when she finds out Y/N’s just getting her wisdom teeth removed.” Veronica chuckles and grabs her things getting ready for class.
You were at your house laying on the couch the laughing gas still in your system. You were staring at the ceiling when all of a sudden you heard the doorbell go off. You got up and hobbled off to the door. To your surprise you saw the most beautiful angel at the door. By that you mean you saw Cheryl not a literal angel but she was to you. You hugged her as soon as you opened the door.
“Cher your here how is the most beautiful girl in the world?” You asked her is a dopey grin and pulled her through the door sitting her on the couch along with yourself.
“What happened? Veronica told me you went into surgery but you seem fine. I think.” Cheryl says and you hugged her side smelling her hair.
“Well you see I had to get my wisdom teeth removed. But that’s besides the point are you finally getting along with Veronica. It’s a miracle you actually talked to her without me forcing you to.” You smiled up at her and played with the ends of her hair.
“Are you sure your okay? Your acting a little strange.” Cheryl asked and you nod.
“I mean I’m a little tired but I’m much better that your here. So I can say up a little while longer.” Cheryl smiles and shakes your head.
“No you should rest come on. I’ll tuck you in bed and wait till you fall asleep.” Cheryl says grabbing your hand and pulling you up. But you put up a bit of a fight trying to get up the stairs to your bedroom.
“No I’m not sleeping. Come Cheryl don’t be such a buzzkill I haven’t seen you all weekend I wanna listen to you talk while I pretend to not be distracted by your gorgeous face.” You blurt out and Cheryl blushes pushing you gently into bed.
“Fine how about we lay in bed together until you fall asleep.” Cheryl tries to reason with you and you shake your head.
“No what if you leave I don’t want you to leave. How about we cuddle and I’ll sleep. I know how much you like cuddling. I pinky swear.” You hold out your pinky and Cheryl giggles settling herself on your chest.
“Fine you dork. But I’m leaving if you don’t fall asleep.” Cheryl locks your pinky with hers and smiles.
“Deal.” You said wrapping your arms around her. This is the first time all week she found a sense of peace. She was glad you told her to stay because knowing herself she probably would’ve stayed anyway until you woke up but you didn’t need to know that. After a few minutes passed you cleared your throat.
“Hey Cheryl.” You said looking down at her and she nods looking back at you.
“I think you're really pretty. I’m not just saying that because you're my best friend I’m saying that because I really like you. But I’m not supposed to tell you that because it will ruin our friendship.” You say smiling sleepy at her. Cheryl blushes again hiding her face in your neck.
“How about this, if you remember any of what you just said right now you can take me on a date when your all healed.” Cheryl said and you don’t end up responding back she looked at your again. You were sound asleep. Cheryl was a little disappointed that you didn’t hear it but she hoped you did.
A little while later
You were the first to wake up. You don’t remember much but you remembered Cheryl came to see you. You looked at her sleeping peacefully on your chest and decided not to wake her up. You know she doesn’t get a lot of good sleep at home so didn’t want to reck this for her. You were about to sit up but her eyes fluttered open and she smiled at you remembering some of the things you said to her earlier.
“Hey Cher. Sorry I kept you here I was really out of it. I hope I didn’t ruin your plans or something.” You said and she shook her head.
“I had no plans other than looking for you at school.” Cheryl said and you smiled and hugged her gently.
“Rough weekend again?” You ask and she nods sadly.
“I’m sorry to hear that. I’m always here if you need me you know that.” You said rubbing her back softly and she nods.
“About that. Do you by chance remember what I said to you before fell asleep?” Cheryl asks you smile remembering your conversation before you fell asleep.
“Yeah something about me taking you out on a date when I get better. Does that ring any bells?” You grin and she plays your arm.
“That’s the one. You were serious right. About all the stuff you said. I just wanna make sure I wasn’t hearing things.” She asked you nod your head enthusiastically.
“I was serious about everything and if I could I would kiss you now but my face is still a little numb.” You said she giggles cutely.
“Don’t worry about that baby you’ll just have to do that after our date.” Cheryl smiles snuggling into your chest.
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elizabethxolsenn · 2 years
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But..it’s your birthday
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Mama!CherylBlossom X Little!fem!Reader
The one where R Slips on her birthday
One-shot
You’re both 23
Warnings; Fluff,sweet names, mama milkies, unspecific little age
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Today was your girlfriends birthday and you wanted everything to be perfect, you got up and wanted to make breakfast. You slipped out of bed, attempting not to wake Cheryl.
You snuck downstairs and got what you needed to make pancakes. You put the pan on the stove, and felt above it accidentally putting your hand on it. “Fudge nuggets!” You whisper-yelled. You ran it under cold water and decided breakfast was a no go.
You wrapped your hand as it started to blister. You went back to your room and slipped into bed with Cheryl. She tensed when you slipped an arm around her waist. “It’s just me Cher.” You said into her neck. She turned around and grabbed your hand.
“What happened sweetie?” She said grabbing your face. “Tried making breakfast” you giggled out. “Did my baby wrap it properly?” She asked. You almost slipped then and there. You loved it when she spoke like that, she knew it made you slip.
“Uh Yeah, Happy Birthday, M- Cherry.” You stumbled, she could tell because she smiled. “What are we doing today Love?” She asked tucking hair behind your ear. You swallow, “We’re going out for dinner tonight, but if you wanted we could hang out with the gang” you said Trying not to stumble over words. She nodded.
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You two were with Veronica, Toni, Jughead, and Josie. You sat on Cheryls lap as you all watched a Disney movie. “You like it baby?” Cheryl whispered. Toni looked over at the two of you. “Yes, I really love it.” You said almost a babble.
You’d been tripping over bigger words, and almost calling Cheryl mama from Time to Time. “Yo, Y/n. Can I speak to you?” Toni said , you looked back at Cheryl and she nodded. You followed Toni upstairs, and she closed the door after you walked into your room. “You’re slipping. It’s obvious.” She said looking you directly in the eye.
“You have no pwoof.” You said realizing what you had said. “That’s proof enough” Toni giggled. “Oh don’t tell Mama!” You said to Toni who tilted her head in pure confusion. “But she loves you?” The pinkette whispered.
“I jus’ don’t wan bofer mama” you said slurring your words, “mama birfday” a whisper came from you. You heard someone coming upstairs and immediately tried to run to the restroom. Toni caught you by your arm. “Uh-uh” she said as Cheryl opened the door.
“Hey T, Hey Baby. Why’d you run away?” She said plastering a smile on her face. Toni left the room, “Toni!” You said reaching for her. “What’s happening babe?” Cheryl said, with a grin. “I-uh. Hmph.” You crossed your arms and looked away. “You know I love being your mama right?” She said dragging you to the bed. You sat on her lap. You nodded.
“So why, didn’t you tell me you were feeling small?” You hid in her neck, “it’s your birfday” you two laid like that for a bit, she could feel your tears on her neck. “It’s okay little one.” She whispered. She pulled you from her neck and wiped your tears. “No wan mama mad! Pease.” You tried to keep your tears in.
“Oh babes, I’m not mad. I love taking care of you” she said kissing your forehead.
“Let’s go down stairs” you lit up, remembering Ronnie was downstairs. “Tan I pway wif RonRon!!” You giggled out. Cheryl nodded and led you downstairs.
“Thank god you guys are back!” Josie said looking at you, “someone was feeling small” Cheryl said looking in your direction. Veronica gasped. “Does that mean my favorite baby is with us?!” She said as a rhetorical question. You nodded fast. “Where is she? I don’t see her!” The raven girl partly yelled, resending to look around.
“I wite here RonRon!!” You giggled and and ran up to her. She scooped you up and places you on her hip. She booped your nose and you fell to a giggle fit. “Let’s finish Mulan.” Cheryl said, she always admired the way you and her friends got along, even more when you were little.
After the movie you got out of Veronicas lap and went to the kitchen. “Whatcha doin.?” The voice scared you, you turn around to Jughead and Toni. “Getting milkies” you said looking them in the eyes.
“Let us help little one.” Jug said, grabbing you a cup. “Nuh-uh! I big girl!” You yelled a bit too loud. You could hear Cheryls steps into the kitchen. “What’s going on?” The taller readhead asked.
“Someone’s a big girl apparently” Toni shrugged and walked away, dragging Jughead along. “You’re a big girl?” Cheryl said with a smirk. You responded with some noise indicating that you were big.
“Baby, what’s my name?” She asked, picking you up and setting you on the counter. You tried not to stumble, “happy birfday!” You said trying to distract her.
“You’re right, it is my birthday. If you can tell me my name you can have some cake.” You lit up, but you kept being the stubborn girl you are. “Uh-uh!” You yelled. Cheryl started to walk away. “Mama! Don’t leafve!” Yiu yelled reaching for her..
“Mama, huh? Thought you were big?” She smiled and set her chin on your lap. You began to play with her hair. You huffed.
“No, I wittle girl.” You whispered drawing out strands. She nodded and picked you up, “no what did you want?”, you looked up at her, she was about 4 inches taller than you.
“Milkies!” You said reaching for the fridge, Cheryl smiled at your little words. She looked at you and bent to your level. “You want mamas milkies or the ones from the moo moo?” She asked you smiled. Cheryl had taken a pill that caused her to lactate because she wanted to try it out for you. She ended up loving it because it made you so happy.
“Mamas!” You said reaching for her breast. “Wanna do it in the living area?” She asked, she knew her friends didn’t care, and that you didn’t but she was wanted to make sure. You nodded quickly, and drug her to the living room, everyone was watching some movie while you and Cheryl sat on the couch. You sat in her lap as she pulled her shirt down and covered the two of you in a blanket. You calmly drank her milk while she rubbed your back. You could hear her laugh at something Veronica said. You pulled away and laid your head on her chest. “You done baby girl?” She asked looking down at you. “Mhm” you groaned. You looked up at Cheryl quickly. “Woah what’s got you so quick kiddo?” Veronica said.
“What about dinner!” You said in a panic, Cheryl laid you down and brushed out your hair, “you can repay me when you’re a big girl.” She said with a sly smirk, you blushed and looked away. “Take a nap Y/n, mama will be here when you awake.” You nodded and closed your eyes. You listened to the readhead hum as she played with your hair.
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Part two where R repays Cheryl?
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black-dragon1998 · 2 years
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Two blonds
Summary:  two new blonds enter the picture and the plot continues. Sorry this isn’t plot more of me getting back into wrighting.
autor’s note: sorry it took so long for me to post the new chapter. let me know what you think.
part 1- part 2- part 3- part 4- part 5- part 6
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Of all the people Fury could have sent to accompany Wanda, Maria, Val, Pepper. No, it had to be Carol. Now was probably the time to get nervous cause if Carol knew, so would your mom. Those two had no secrets for each other, and Carol was kind of sap if it came to your mom.
More than once, you had found them in a compromising position. You had also seen more of both women than you would ever want from parental figures.
 On the other hand, you also knew that Carol would be the most lenient with you when she heard the whole story. You did, however, play the role of the scolded teenager like everybody else would do if they were called to the principal. So you avoided eye contact when she tried to make it.
People looking in on the scene saw a parent picking up their kid.
When she stopped right in front of you, you only saw the black of her combat boots. You looked up at her from under your lashes, hoping to gain some leverage over her. Carol was much softer to you than your mother, and you could get away with way more than with your mother. The look in her eyes told you something different.
Instead of the bright blue eyes, you were met by a cold stare. Is this what she looked like for rookies who started at shield?
"I am very disappointed in you (Y/N). Maybe Natasha and I have been too lenient with you and letting you live here alone. You just wait until your mother hears of this." Carol says in her most severe Captain Danvers voice. Okay, now you definitely felled like those recruits on their first day.
"come on!" without another word, Carol turns on her heels and walks away. You follow three paces behind her with your eyes glued to the ground. When you walk through the hall, you have the feeling like everybody is watching you. Mor, like everybody, is watching Carol and her aura those screams badass.
People seemed to have gathered outside, but for a whole different reason. Everybody seemed to have swarmed around Carol's restored vintage mustang. The car was a gift from you to Carol a couple of years ago when she and your mom 'official' came together.
Carol walks over to Wanda, who stood just outside the swarm of people, for a quick conversation. This allows Cheryl to lunge herself at you. The last the redhead had seen of you was when you were led to the principal's office, and then a stoic looking blond had walked into the school. For some reason, the blond screamed military, and for some reason, that explained a whole lot of things about you.
"are you okay? Are you hurt in any way? What happened?" Cheryl's questions are being fired at you in quick succession that it almost feels like she is rambling.
"I'm okay, Red. They gave me a two-week suspension and called one of my moms." You explain that you might as well uphold the lie if your mom was coming home, and it would be suspicious otherwise. Even with that, Cheryl didn't seem keen on letting go, and you might have taken advantage to get some more hugs. You would have to miss her for at least a week.
"Also, I'm going to be gone for a while. Some trouble at home that needs my attention." That information makes Cheryl let go of you and stares at you in disbelief, and even what looked like a pout.
"how long?" her question wasn't anything more than a whisper, and she sounded so small.
"not longer than a week, I promise. In the meantime, Wanda will drive you to school, and if home becomes too much, know you are always welcome at mine even if I'm not there." You reassure her while pulling her into another hug, giving her temple a little peck. After that, you tear yourself away from her and walk toward Carol. Who is fighting not to let her stoic masker crack. On the way, you make eye contact with Wanda, who gives you an understanding not.
With a heavy sigh, you sink into the passenger seat of Carol's car, making a point of not looking at your classmates. Part is keeping up appearances, and interest is not wanting to look at Cheryl's heartbroken face. It has never been so hard to leave on a mission in the past.
Getting two weeks from the drama that was Riverdale high seems like a relief but having to leave Cheryl behind seemed like torture in your mind,
Carol seemed to pick up on your mood halfway toward the house, and she had to admit you looked kind of like her when Natasha was away on a mission, even if anybody who would point it out would get a fist to the gut.
"Hey, kid, come up. It's not like you leave her forever, and when your mom is back, you can introduce her to your little girlfriend." Carol teases, seeing the blush appear on your cheeks. It was good to see you act like a normal teenager. Sometimes people forget you were still that, a kid trying to figure out who they are. So it was refreshing to see you, crush over a pretty girl.
"sheisntmygirlfriend." You mumble under your breath, turning even redder.
"what was that? I didn't quite hear that." Carol teases, nudging you with her shoulder.
"she isn't my girlfriend." You repeat a little louder.
"yet." Carol counters.
  You were tapping your finger on the steering wheel as you waited. 'Sweet American Pie' playing in the background. When Carol gave you the location of your mom's extraction, you had hoped it would be a little more remote, and instead, it was in some dark alley that smelled of fish.
Luckily for you, you didn't have to wait long. The moment the door handle moved, you had your gun from under your seat and pointed at whoever opened it. Blond hair moved as they aimed their own gun at you?
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- Reader is best friends with Cheryl and Toni and wants to join the Pretty Poisons. They are having none if it .
' Come on pleeeaaaassseeeeee ' you begged as you followed Cheryl around her and Tonis room while she was getting ready.
'No' she said simply.
'Please !'
No! 'She said sternly
' Whyyyy' You asked pouting.
'Look y/n it's just too dangerous ok, your too innocent, you don't know how to fight and your too sweet.' She said with a smile as she did her mascara.
'What's she too innocent for? ' Toni asked as she walked in.
'You better not be on about a date' Toni said as she crossed her arms giving you a stern look and a small smile.
You cursed under your breath. You were trying to get Cheryl on your side first and then she could persuade Toni. Although you knew Cheryl first Toni was the most protective of you. She saw you as this small shy nerd that she needed to protect (which you kinda were). You and Cheryl came as a pair and she loved you both.
'Y/n here wants to join the Pretty Poisons ' Cheryl explained with a smirk knowing how this would go.
There was a moment silence and you could feel Tonis stare burning into the side of your head. You winced before looking up at her with an innocent smile.
'Soooo that's a yes? Great. ' You tried as you went to run out of the room before getting pulled back by Cheryl and Toni.
'What hey get back here shortie. ' Toni said gripping your arm.
'Do you realise how dangerous being in a gang is! There's no way we're letting you join.' Before you could defend yourself she cut you off.
' No listen . We love you OK your our best friend and if anything happend to you we wouldn't be able to live with ourselves. Cher's right your too innocent and your tiny you wouldn't be able to fight back if anyone tried anything.' She said scared at the thought of you getting hurt.
You let out a huff as you tore your arm away from Toni and looked down at the floor. Deep down you knew she was right.
'Come on Tiny we're sorry' Cheryl said as she tried to get you to look at them .
'You don't control me you know' you said under your breath .
'I know I'm a nerd but I'm not completely helpless' you said as you stormed out and left the house walking to school instead of getting a ride eith the two girls. Sick of their overprotectiveness. You knew they were only trying to help but you wanted to be able to stick up for yourself.
You heard the beep of a horn as you saw
Archie pull up next to you in his dad's truck.
'Hey, do you need lift?' He asked.
'Oh yes please' You said thankful as you climbed in.
'So how come you aren't getting a ride with Cheryl and Toni? ' he asked
'We had a fight' you sighed
'They wouldn't let me join the Pretty Poisons. So I stormed out like a child. ' You laughed putting you head in your hands.
'You wanted to join a gang ?' Archie gasped.
'Why is everyone so shocked, what am I a kid? ' You asked frustrated .
'Look Cheryl and Toni are just protective of you, they've always been like that and if you got hurt in Toni's gang she would blame herself . And Cheryl well she's lost everyone, her brother and her family, all she has left is you and Toni. You can't blame them for being for protective, your so sweet they just don't want you being taken advantage of. 'Archie explained.
As you two drove to school you realised your friend actually had a good point. You and Cheryl had been friends since you were little and you'd helped her get through Jason's death. And as for Toni you were the one that balied on Cheryl at the movies so they could have there first date.
As you and Archie pulled into the school carpark you saw your two best friends stood next to Cheryl's red convertible.
You thanked Archie and walked over to them wracked with guilt.
What if they hated you. All they'd ever done is made you feel loved and you'd thrown it back in their faces.
Deciding to give it some more time you turned around and began walking to class. Before you heard Cheryl's voice behind you.
'Y/N' She yelled .Not an angry yell though, to your surprise.
As you turned around you felt Cheryl body slam into you, her arms wrapping around you tightly. She pulled back and checked you over before slapping you round the back of the head. 'Do that to me again and I sware to god ill tickle you until you can't breathe' She said with a glare and slight smile .
'We figured we'd let you have some time to yourself but then when we drove round school and didn't see you walking we got worried' the redhead explained.
'I'm really sorry red' you said shyly, leaning you head on her shoudler as she pulled you in for another hug.
You noticed Toni hovering behind her with a dissapointed look on her face.
'TT I'm so sorry' You said nearly in tears. As you hid behind Cheryl before she pushed you forward.
You looked up t the pink haired girl.
'I'm so so so so sorry. Please dont be mad at me I didn't mean to hurt you feelings or make you worry. I just don't want to be the helpless neerd you guys always need to protect. I thought that I'd be less of a burden to you guys if I could protect myself' You explained.
'Wait, that's why you wanted to join the Pretty Poisons?' Toni asked giving you a stern look .
Cheryl giggled silently, knowing you'd got yourself in trouble.
Toni grabbed yours and Cheryl's hands and led you both behind a tree, out of the way of everyone else.
She let go of your hands and looked you in the eye her arms in an iron grip on your shoudler.
'Y/n L/n you are not a burden to me or to Cheryl and you never will be. We know we don't have to protect you but we want to. Your our best friend. You got us together, you got us through countless fights and you got us both through really hard times ok. Now it's our turn to look after you. We have realised that your right and we are being controlling so we will back up a bit. And by that i mean like a centimetre but still. Nothing is happening to you on our watch and we are making sure of that, whether you like it or not.' She explained. Looking at you with a smile.
'You got that nerd' She said with a playfully mean look on her face. Her arms crossed and she glared at the girl with a smile.
You giggled and nodded, blushing slightly as you realised how much they cared.
' Also me and TT were talking and we agreed to some compromises' Cheryl spoke up, Toni nodded along, looking unsure though.
'So you will not be involved in any gang activity or trained with any weapons because of how clumsy you are. ' Cheryl laughed as you pouted.
'But you are welcome to come to any archery training at Thistlehouse as well as the occasional meeting. And we will even give you your own jacket, as long as you agree not to where it outside the house.' Cheryl cut younoff before you could protest.
'Ah you either wear the Jacket in the house or not at all , we don't want you painting a target on you back.' She explained as Toni nodded along.
'OK yh that's fair enough' you agreed . As you bounced on you heels slightly, a huge smile breaking across you face . You jumped up to Cheryl and hugged her tightly pulling Toni in as well.
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p0rkbun · 10 months
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❝ you look horrendous ❞— reader
❝ well you look absolutely gorgeous today, baby ❞ —
Amber Freeman, Rebekah Mikaelson, Cassandra Dimitrescu, Claire Redfield, Santana Lopez, Hitch Dreyse, Ymir, Cheryl Blossom, Heather Chandler, Yang Xiao Long, Lapis Lazuli, Tory Nichols
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nothomegal · 4 months
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Man, now that I think about it, it would be so awkward to interact with Cheryl 😭
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6rookie-writer0110 · 1 month
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Strange Lovers
Cheryl Blossom X Male Reader.
Request - Hello can you Write Cheryl Blossom X Male Reader. The reader was the great criminal leader of the Yakuzas in Japan, arriving in Riverdale the reader sees that the Ghoulies try to hurt Cheryl but he saves her from all of them, and the two fall in love.
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Cheryl met with her friends at Pop's Diner. She sits across from Betty and Veronica. They have been hearing rumors about the new guy moving to Riverdale. She has been hearing all kinds of rumors about the new guy, but she hasn't seen him just yet. But she is curious about how he looks and where he came from.
“Have you any of you have seen the new guy?” Cheryl asked.
“No. But Veronica has” Betty said.
“Really?” Cheryl said.
Veronica nods “I was having car trouble and he helped me. His name is Y/n and he helped me get into a mechanic shop”
“Is he cute?” Cheryl asked.
“I think he is cute and he does know how to dress,” Veronica said.
“He lives a few houses down from my house,” Veronica said.
They continue to talk about the new guy. Now, Cheryl is interested in meeting the new guy.
After spending time with Betty and Veronica, Cheryl left Pop’s diner. She noticed you and she walked towards you.
“So, you are the new guy that everyone can't stop talking about,” Cheryl said.
“And you are?” You asked.
“My name is Cheryl Blossom and here I Invented Red, I Am Red” Cheryl said.
“Interesting intro, Red,” You said.
“Why Riverdale?” Cheryl asked.
“Straight to the point, I see that you always take charge,” You said.
“Obviously. Just to let you know, I do what I want. What’s your name?” Cheryl said.
“My name is Y/n and that’s all you need to know,” You said.
You have a complicated past and did some bad stuff, but you want that to be private.
“I do have a habit of finding out about people’s past and among other stuff, Y/n,” Cheryl said.
“I’m not going to play little games with you because you are bored,” You said.
You walk away and she turns around.
“I will find out,” Cheryl said.
You didn't say anything and you went home. Cheryl did go home and she goes online to look for information about you. After almost an hour, she didn't find anything online. She knew that was strange because everyone had a digital trace. But she starts to think about how else to look up information on someone.
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People around have noticed your bodyguards. But you don't harass anyone or steal from them. But Robert Phillips aka Sugarman wanted to do a deal with you, buying and taking drugs to different towns. You said you will think about it. You wanted to make sure no one was on his trail.
Cheryl was determined to find out about your past. She even followed you around for the whole night but she didn't get a lot of information about you. She noticed how your bodyguards would take orders from you.
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One night, Cheryl starts to follow you. You went out and you stopped at a small bar. You noticed a car was following you and you parked the car. But you saw her get out of the car and before you could do anything, a group of guys started to harass Cheryl.
The Ghoulies surrounded her.
“Cheryl Blossom, you are on the wrong side of town,” Malachai said.
“Why don’t you and your hobo friends go take a shower and leave me alone” Cheryl said.
“Someone needs to teach you a lesson, bitch. No one disrespects me or my gang” Malachai said.
“Or what?” Cheryl said.
He grabbed her arm hard.
“We will teach you how to respect us,” Malachai said.
You get out of the car.
“Leave her alone now!” You yelled.
“Who is this your boyfriend?” Malachai asked.
“Step away before I make you cry,” You said.
“Go home, asshole this is between me and this bitch right here,” Malachai said.
“You talk too much for a little bitch” You said.
You put on your brass knuckles. Your bodyguards are behind you. Malachai runs towards you then you punch him in the face and he starts to bleed, you break his nose. You start to punch him in the face and the stomach, and then your bodyguards start to brutally beat up Malachai’s friends. She saw you throw Malachai onto the ground and you start to kick him hard in the stomach. Then you get down and start to punch him in the face, and he bleeds out fast. Some blood splatter on your face and shirt
“Who’s the bitch. Now” You angrily said.
You stand up and you wipe the blood off your face.
“Let’s go now,” You said.
“What about her?” He said.
“She is coming with us to make sure she isn't hurt then we take her home,” You said.
Cheryl is stunned and she did get in the car with you.
You took her to your house and you cleaned yourself up. Then you offered her a drink and she said no.
“Thank you,” Cheryl said.
You and Cheryl are alone, you sent your bodyguards home.
“Are you okay, I have a first aid kit” You said.
“I’m fine, Y/n,” Cheryl said.
“I know you were following me, why” You said.
“I wanted to know what you are hiding,” Cheryl said.
“Do you have to know everything?” You asked.
“Yes, I do,” Cheryl said.
You watch her look at the pictures hanging on the wall.
“Are you in the Yakuza?” Cheryl asked.
“What makes you think I am?” You said.
“All these men have tattoos up to their chest, wrists, and ankles. And you have samurai swords,” Cheryl said.
She saw a picture of you and the other Yakuza members. Even if she told the police, you would just pay them off. You already have some police officers working for you.
You have Japanese art, samurai swords, and Oni makes everywhere. She keeps staring at the items.
“I’m not going to answer that,” You said.
“I will take that as yes,” Cheryl said.
“I’m just a guy from Japan,” You said.
“Don’t take me as a fool” Cheryl said.
“I don’t,” You said.
She rolled her eyes at you.
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You kept your eye on Cheryl to be sure she was safe. The Ghoulies haven't harassed you or Cheryl. Malachai was so badly beaten that he had to stay in the hospital for two weeks.
“What made you leave Japan?” Cheryl asked.
“Many reasons, I am not going to bore you with,” You said.
“Now, why you are following me?” Cheryl asked.
“Making sure they won't harass you,” You said.
“If you wanted to go on a date you could have asked,” Cheryl said.
You couldn't help to smile.
“Okay, I will take you out on a date,” You said.
“Nowhere cheap,” Cheryl said.
“I won't take you anywhere cheap, promise,” You said.
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You and Cheryl made it official to be in a relationship. Everyone knows that you are her boyfriend and her parents don't like it. But she doesn't care what they think about it. You and Cheryl do open up to each other about everything. You did admit that you are in the yakuza but you know she won't tell anyone.
“Come here,” Cheryl said.
He is lying on your bed and she extends out her arms, and you lie on top of her. She wraps her arms around you and she kisses your head.
“Glad, you are here tonight,” You said.
You stare at her and she starts to smile. She kissed you on the lips and she started to smile.
“Sorry about earlier I had to take care of something,” You said.
“You just have to make it up to me, Y/n” Cheryl said.
“How?” You asked.
You lie on your back and she lies on her side, she places her hand on your chest. She kissed you again and you started to smile.
“You have to figure it out,” Cheryl said.
You start to kiss her and your hand is under her shirt. You never opened up to anyone before and she is the first. You don’t regret it and she feels the same way. When you are alone with her, she is very affectionate with you.
“I have a surprise for you,” You said.
“What?” Cheryl asked.
“Follow me,” You said.
She followed you to the other room and you opened the door. She walks in and she is in shock and you gently grab her hand.
“This is your art room. You will have everything that you need to draw or paint. You can come here anytime you want and just paint. This is why I had the door locked because I was getting everything ready” You said.
“This is amazing. Just wow, Y/n!” Cheryl smiled.
She turns around and she wraps her arms around you. She starts to kiss you passionately and she doesn't stop smiling.
“I’m going to show you how to paint,” Cheryl said.
“Okay,” You said.
You showed her the paint set and you took out the canvas for her. She is showing the basics of how to mix paint. Then she tells you to paint what you feel. You are starting to have fun with her and you never painted anything before.
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fandomnerd9602 · 1 year
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cheryl blossom x male reader
Cheryl is very in love because she always receives gifts and poems from a secret admirer but she doesn't know who he is until she discovers that it is the reader who was always in love with her, Cheryl happily agrees to be his girlfriend.
Cheryl: it was you?
Y/N: me what?
Cheryl: don't play dumb. i know your handwriting. I know you've been writing me love notes.
Y/N: w-why would I?
Cheryl pulls Y/N into a kiss...
Cheryl: I-I was hoping it would be you. I love you. Like a lot.
Y/N: then it wouldn't be totally weird if I asked you to be my girlfriend?
Cheryl: only if I didn't say yes.
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Secret admirer
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Walking in the halls of riverdale is one thing but doing it during valentines day is another thing. Everyone and I mean EVERYONE has a date for a day weather its just for the day or this their partner, it just makes everyone who is single around them feel a little lonely. You see I had girlfriends but it never lasts till February. But I can always count on one thing, my random secret admirer that leaves chocolates and sometimes gifts in my locker every year since the fifth grade. It’s nice, I still haven’t figured out who it is. I just- haven’t gotten around to it. I live in Riverdale for godsakes there other more important things to think about.
I walk over to my locker, turning the dial on my lock and low and behold a heart shaped box of chocolates and a bouquet of red roses. I heard a gasp behind me and turn to see Veronica and Betty.
“Holy shit that looks beautiful. Who’s it from?” Veronica says squeezing past Betty to my locker to get a better look.
“It’s Y/N secret admirer. Have you seriously still not figured it out? It’s been years Y/N.” Betty says and Veronica grabs the box of chocolates and eats a piece.
“No. I’ve haven’t gotten too it yet. I was roped into the hole Jason murder thing that I haven’t really thought about it.” I say and Veronica shoves a piece of candy in my mouth.
“Doesn’t this taste like maple syrup or is it just me?” Veronica asks and I nod my head letting the sweetness overload take over my senses.
“Really?” Betty says grabbing a piece and taking a bite.
“Wow I’ve never heard of a chocolate like that before. You know what I’m going to look into this for you.” Betty says taking the box out of Veronicas hand and starts walking away.
“Betty you really don’t have too!” I scream as she walks away and she waves her hand dismissing me.
A little later at lunch
I was picking at my food and I heard two people sit across from me. I looked up and saw Betty and Veronica grinning at me.
“You would never guess who it was.” Veronica says snickering and Betty nudges her.
“So I found out those specific type of chocolate was made out of Blossom family maple syrup. They only make for the Blossoms.” Betty smiles proudly and my eyes widen.
“You gotta say it or other wise I might think I’m dreaming.” I state and they both smile.
“It’s Cheryl. Now get your ass up and go get your girl!” Veronica says coming to my side and pulls me up.
“But- what about my stuff?” I say as Veronica starts pushing me away from the table.
“We’ll keep an eye on your stuff for you.” Betty yells and I start looking around for Cheryl. I started walking around and find her looking into her locker. I tap her on her shoulder and she turns around and smiles once she sees me.
“Why hello Y/N. What can I do for you?”Cheryl says twirling a strand of hair in her fingers.
“I know it’s you who’s been sending me all those gifts on Valentines day. And if it’s okay with you I would like to kiss you now.” I put my hand on her waist pulling her closer. She blushes and leans in closer to my ear.
“Be my guest.” She whispers in my ear and I shiver. I move my lips towards hers nudging her nose in the process letting her feel my breath on her mouth. She bites down on my bottom lip making me groan slightly. I place my lips on hers and instantly tingle at the new found sensation that I have. Our lips start moving slowly together. I felt her hands move up my body and snake her arms around my neck pulling me ever so closer to her. I gently push her up against the lockers. She whined at the contact and I took the opportunity to slip my tongue in her mouth making her moan. After a little while longer we had to break apart due to the lack of air in. We both start panting, eventually slowing down our breathing and staring into each others eyes.
“So will you be my Valentine?” I ask looking down at her lips slightly.
“I will be more than just that Y/N.” Cheryl smirks kissing me again.
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The Lodge Lodge Activities
Riverdale
Warnings: None really, just a bunch of rough vanilla sex, and fluff at the end, overstimulation too.
Pairings: Sub!Cheryl Blossom x Top!Fem!Reader
Word Count: 1287
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Then Cheryl stopped. There she sat unmoving in your lap, panting roughly as if oxygen was scarce. Her legs felt as if they were near numb, but the thought of another mind-blowing orgasm given by you to her gave her enough strength to continue. That energy though was overpowered by her inability to think and her exhaustion. Only when your hands gripped her hips and guided her to rock on your thick cock slightly did she come to, whining in your ear as the sensation further stimulated her already-tired body and certainly-overstimulated pussy, this being a result of having sex with you for longer hours than she could count in one hand. 
 "Oh, my baby. Are you tired, Cheryl? Can you not keep up anymore even though you still need more?" Your mockery, for sure was not helping her. Oh, but being the devil's human form you are, you used your strength to forcefully bounce Cheryl on your dick. The aforementioned woman's screams echoed throughout the room you resided in, undoubtedly pouring through the considerably thin walls. 
 The tears on Cheryl's face were abundant, not once stopping due to the pleasurable overstimulation she felt. God, she was loving every second of this, more so when you brought your fingers to her clit and played with it. You were just the kind of lover she needed: you're giving, selfless, kind, affirmative, and best of all; you're so damn good in bed. You handled her so well. Your sexual desires bordered between sadistic and soft as a feather, and she loved it. 
With a sharp cry sent to the heavens, the coil residing in the pit of Cheryl's stomach snapped quickly, unexpectedly drenching you and the sheets you sat on. It was then that you cooed at her, fooling her into thinking all was done and that she may finally rest. 
"Oh, you're so beautiful, Cheryl. It's like you were hand-crafted by goddess Aphrodite herself. You just look so delectable like this; fucked out with no chance of recovery. Absolutely adorable." 
A squeak left Cheryl when she felt you twisting both your bodies around so that her face was firmly pressed against the soft sheets of your shared king-sized bed, bent over in such an embarrassing position to Riverdale High's most popular Queen bee. Her heart started racing again when you plowed yourself back into her, the feeling of your cock repeatedly brushing against all of her most sensitive spots sending her into overdrive, a blabbering mess. 
"Oh, please, please." She choked, "I'm yours, please, I'm yours!" You bit your tongue to avoid chuckling at Cheryl. You really didn't want to be too mean to your lover. It wouldn't be ideal. Yes, you are a sadistic piece of shit, but you're still a nice person. For sure. Even more so when you toyed with Cheryl's clit again. You love how good she looks when she feels all the pleasure she deserves. Her glazed eyes, her parted mouth that leaked of drool, her flushed cheeks, the marks on her gorgeous body. You love everything about her. 
 "Cumming, cumming. I'm cumming so hard!" Cheryl warned, fisting the sheets as her orgasm built up faster and faster with every second that passed. And then so suddenly, her whole lower half tensed, and her legs shook with a force that might as well have caused an earthquake. Her orgasm jetted out of her, her juices squirting all over which was within its range. You stilled and stopped moving. 
You shushed her, cooing into her naturally red hair in an attempt to calm her. Cheryl's head fell forward, landing on the sheets below her. There, she smelled her own sweat, it smelled of sweet raspberries and mangoes, blending in with the tropical essence of her shampoo. 
"It's okay, it's over now. You can rest." The both of you were breathing rather heavily, the adrenaline fading out quickly as a calm silence fell over you. The sound of your breathing matching did wonders in calming her more than your still-gruff voice did. 
Gently as you could, you pulled out of your woman, discarding your favorite strap-on to use on her and leaving it on the floor to be cleaned when you awoke. You walked on stiff legs to the bathroom to grab a clean damp cloth, walking back over to a close-to-unconscious Cheryl Blossom and wiping her down. You enjoyed the serenity of cleaning Cheryl. It grounded you greatly. 
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Come morning time, both you and Cheryl were still very naked in the "Lodge Lodge" cabin Veronica and Archie invited you to. Upon Cheryl's wake, she remembered the vulnerability she showed you. She was so damn proud of herself for finally being able to love you with no shame. You were so proud of her too. The way she stood up for you to her mother warmed your heart, and that was the moment you knew that Cheryl was your endgame. Cheryl knew it too, and it was only a matter of time until she would kneel on one knee in front of you where you first met. 
Cheryl turned around in your arms to face your calm face, your even breathing fanning over her face. Her fingers traced your cheekbones as she reminisced the softest moments she spent with you. She loves you so much and she could only hope that you knew it. Cheryl watched the flutter of your eyes and looked into them deeply. 
 "Good morning, darling, Y/N." She whispered, and you hummed in acknowledgment, smiling as you gave your lover a once-over. She looks so beautiful. The sun was shining in Cheryl's eyes in a way that made them look entrancing. You were caught in her forest and you hoped she knew you were hers forever. It took you a while to finally speak, but when you did, it made Cheryl's heart jump. 
 "Good morning, my Cheryl. You look beautiful." You smiled. 
 "You're such a charmer, my love." Cheryl sat up, "Come, come. I'm certain the lowly people below us are anticipating our grand arrival." You obeyed her, chuckling as you next spoke, "Must you speak like royalty at all times, my dear?" 
Cheryl turned to you just as she opened the door, "Oh, darling, I am royalty." She smirked. 
"You're my royalty." The two of you shared a sweet kiss before you both headed down for whatever breakfast you could find. When the two of you arrived, Betty, Jughead, Veronica, and Archie turned to you, staring the both of you down and eyeing the marks scattered across Cheryl's smooth neck. 
"It seems someone had fun last night." Teased Veronica, causing Cheryl to roll her eyes at the hypocrisy. You, on the other hand, only moved to assist Betty in cooking with a silly smile. 
 "Shut your mouth, you hypocrite. It's not like we didn't hear you and Archie going at it as well. We literally had to suffer through all of that, so it's only fair that we have our own little fun." Cheryl surprised you with a chaste kiss on your cheek as she spoke, the action making you falter in the slightest bit. The six pairs only laughed, minus Cheryl who was busy showing everyone how much she loves you with kisses where she could reach.
You wished to live in this moment forever. This was something you could get used to. And you soon would. When Cheryl went through with her plans months later, you squealed out a yes and kissed her passionately just as she deserved. The short story is that the two of you had known each other for eons and now, you got your happy ending with two kids running around as two little Cheryls. -------------------
It appears I'm writing for other characters now too.
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itsnotyouithink · 1 year
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HALLOWEEN ROMANCE
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pairing: fem!reader x cheryl blossom
summary: reader goes to a halloween party and her crush on cheryl blossom continues.
warnings: smoking, underage drinking, parental abuse
a/n: happy halloween to all who celebrate & please be careful tonight!!
not my gif!
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Riverdale has spooky Halloweens. It may be from the haunting spirits that walk the streets and get a booth in Pop’s Diner on the daily, or just because it’s Riverdale — and Riverdale is spooky. The Devil’s holiday was a year long thing in the town. Everyday felt like Halloween for civilians of the small town. You felt like your life was the holiday on repeat — you were just dressing as yourself with a fake mask.
You felt like Halloween wasn’t much of a big deal. The only thing you truly liked about it was the dressing up. The iconic Mean Girls quote bounced off the walls of your brain when you argued with your brother as you two got out of the car, “In Girl World, Halloween is the one day a year when a girl can dress up like a total slut and no other girls can say anything else about it.” You quoted to yourself and your brother beside you who rolled his eyes.
Your brother, Sweetpea, had been ranting about how you dressed too sexy and exposed, afraid some guy was going to try to make a pass at you. You were dressed as Lola Bunny from Looney Tunes, a character you had admired since you heard about her. The costume was more exposed than you generally dressed from day-to-day. Short shorts, a crop top that was basically a sports bra and bunny ears. “Come on, Sweets! Stop being like this, you know I never dress like this.”
“So why are you starting now?” He squinted his eyes at you. You know his argument was coming from a place of kindness and being the protective brother he was, but it was still annoying.
“Just give me a break, please?” You huffed, “By tomorrow, I’ll be back in my cute little Betty Cooper dress with a Serpent jacket, don’t you worry.” You rolled your eyes and poked the sides of your brooding brother who just rolled his eyes once more.
Then a thought popped into his small mind.
“You’re dressed like that for Cheryl Blossom.” He snapped his fingers in front of your face. The two of you were walking down the crowed driveway of Thistlehouse. It was the night of Halloween, and Cheryl Blossom had decided to throw a Halloween bash.
“I’m not.”
“You so are.”
“No I am not!”
“You’re blushing and everything!” He laughed and pointed at your blushing cheeks at the thought of your crush on the schools most popular girl. You have had a crush on Cheryl since the closing of Southside High and the enrollment to Riverdale High. You were expected to hate her because you were a Serpent, but you couldn’t help but be completely drawn in by her.
You never said anything about liking her to her ever, especially once she started dating Toni Topaz — one of your old kindergarten best friends. Your friendship had died out even if she was best friends with your brother and mutual friends.
The two of you got to the front door before inviting yourselves in, quickly seeing your close circle of friends by the corner.
“Y/N! Look at you!” Kevin whistled as the duo got closer. You blushed as your friends complimented you each, Veronica squeezing your arm, “Damn, you look hot!”
Archie rolled his eyes before taking Veronica by her hips and back into his chest, “Yeah, Y/N you look good. Great costume.” Him and Veronica dressed as Hercules and Megara.
“Thanks, Arch.”
“You look amazing, Y/N/N. I see you’re getting out your comfort zone.” Betty commented playfully as she took a sip from her red cup. You lightly chuckled before noticing her outfit as well, her and Jughead dressed as Sandy in the latex suit and Danny Zuko from Grease, “I could say the same to you, Betts. I see you’re in the last musical number of Grease.”
“Don’t I just look positively dashing in my costume?” Jughead sarcastically said, pushing out jazz hands towards you, referring to his Serpent leather jacket and sloppily slicked back hair. You rolled your eyes before taking the drink Sweetpea handed towards you, “Sure, Jug. Sure.”
After that, the group fell into light conversation that was filled with laughs and jokes. “I see Choni is back together.” Veronica commented, taking a sip of her alcohol as she eyed the ex-couple.
“What?” You furrowed your brows before glancing towards Sweetpea and looking behind you at the sight. You knew you never had an actual shot with Cheryl, but the fact she wasn’t dating Toni anymore helped the hope that filled in your chest that maybe, just maybe, she would like you back.
You felt like you couldn’t compete with a girl like Toni Topaz, who was perfect in every way.
Cheryl and Toni had a couples costume. The redhead was Poison Ivy while Toni was Harley Quinn. They looked perfect.
And yet.
You sighed and turned back around with a shrug, “They’re Choni, how could they not?”
No one else knew about your crush on Cheryl besides Sweetpea. It was stupid for you to tell him because he constantly made jokes about it and teased you til the sun rose. You expected him to hate you for it, but it was the opposite. He hadn’t seen you so head-over-heels for someone since your ex-girlfriend from Southside High, who thankfully got transferred to Seaside High. That relationship was the definition of a heartbreak mess.
“Have you guys seen what Ethel is wearing?” And just like that, the topic was dropped.
After you danced with Veronica and your friends a few times, you went outside to get fresh air and away from the sweaty bodies and atmosphere that surrounded you. You found a door by the dining table that lead to the quiet outside porch. When you slid the door open, Cheryl Blossom was leaning against the wooden railing with a cigarette between her fingers and a face of confusion.
You thought about going inside but as soon as you turned, she spoke to you. “You can join me, if you want. I don’t bite.” She took another hit from her cigarette before her arm hung over the side of the railing lazily, she blew the smoke with a soft cloud.
“I didn’t take you as a smoker.”
She shrugged, “Daddy smoked all the time before he died. So did Jason.” she cleared her throat, looking off to the dark, midnight distance, “I don’t usually smoke.”
You nodded before taking your spot beside her, your forearms leaning against the wooden banister like she was. She held the cigarette in front of you, offering it to you. You took it before placing it in your lips — you felt her watching you. “I didn’t take the golden girl of the Southside as a smoker either.”
You blew the smoke from your lips easily, “I grew up in a biker gang, what did you expect?” The two of you lightly giggled before you shook your head, “I actually got smoking from my father too. He does it everyday, all the time. Our trailer, clothes, furniture — all of it, smells like his cigarettes. They’re so normal that you even get burned with them.”
The redhead rose her eyebrows before glancing towards you, who now looked into the midnight distance. You glanced at her, her brown eyes melting into your own. “I tend to overshare.” You airily chuckled before passing the cigarette back to the redhead.
“According to Toni, I don’t share enough.” She quietly scoffed. You smiled towards the redhead with a smirk, “Aw, trouble in paradise?”
She rolled her eyes at you, “Shut up.”
“I was just joking, Cheryl.” You laughed at the small pout on her lips. “If you, like, need to talk .. I’m here.”
She looked over at you and sighed, a few beats of silence, “I broke up with her because I was attracted to someone else and I couldn’t disrespect Toni with having feelings for her and someone else. And .. we didn’t plan on going as Poison Ivy and Harley Quinn together it just . . . happened.”
You couldn’t lie and say your heart didn’t sing at the fact she was indeed single and she had a crush on someone that could be you. “What’s the problem besides an accidental couples costume.”
“I’m not sure the girl I like, likes me back.” She looked at you with masked hopeful eyes. She wanted some type of clue to see if you liked her back, but you kept up tall, guarded walls around you when it came to romance and relationships. There was a rumor you had a thing for Veronica, but that was quickly denied. But even after that, the towns most strategic and sneakiest gossips couldn’t get to the bottom of who the golden girl from the Southside wanted to truly date and fall in love with.
You glanced at her with a shrug, “Tell her you like her. If she doesn’t, then she’s simply a fool.” You left it at that and walked back inside where you felt like you took your first true deep breath.
“Y/N! Where were you? We should dance!” Veronica took your hand and tried guiding you into the pool of sweaty, drunk high schoolers but you were pulled away by your other hand and pushed into someone.
You were pulled into Cheryl’s chest, you hands on the side of her shoulders to catch yourself.
The next thing you knew, she had her hand on your cheek, a hand on your waist and her lips on yours. It was warm, and gentle, a kiss you had been dreaming and imagining about since the middle of sophomore year. “Are you a fool, Y/N?” She mumbled when the two of you pulled away.
You cheeks were red, your pupils were dilated and your skin burned with her touch. “I suppose not, Blossom.” The two of you smiled before she kissed you again, and again, and again.
The entire night was filled with dancing, Cheryl Blossom with her hands on your waist as you refilled your cup of alcohol, and the never ending teasing of your friends.
Maybe Halloween wasn’t as terrible as you thought it would be.
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rootsofdread · 11 months
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Another one →⁠_⁠→
This time full platonic, Killer!reader had a younger sibling and they remind them of said sibling and sometimes reader catches themselves treating them as such
Quentin, Cheryl, Amanda and Sadako, also reader doesn't have to be killer if you don't want to i don't mind:D
i may have leaned too much into the sibling angle with this lol i hope that's okay!! i was just excited to write this cause i see sadako, heather, and amanda very familial-ly myself <33
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Quentin Smith:
Quentin has no idea what to think of you, honestly. He's wary of every killer, so it's nothing personal. He's just…Nervous. And he's not entirely sure why you're so friendly and affectionate towards him. You won't hear him complain, but he's suspicious.
He loosens up decently quickly, though, realizing you're not out to hurt him. He feels more comfortable, even safe around you, especially when you hug him. You won’t tell him, but he figures it’s because you lost someone like him. Even if you’re intimidating to him, he won’t be the one to take away the little scrap of happiness you’ve been able to find in the fog. Besides, it’s not exactly the worst thing in the world to have the favor of a killer.
He likes discussing dreams with you. Dreams are much stranger and feel more real in the fog, it’s a phenomenon that interests him and he loves discussing it with his friends. But he especially loves the comfort when he’s had a nightmare, it’s been a very long time since he’s had someone to turn to when he’s had a nightmare. Now he has you.
You give him a confidence boost like nothing else. He’s never been very confident, or brave, but you instill courage in him just by standing by his side. Knowing you’ll be there for him after a trial gives him the will to push through it when he needs it.
He’s usually the first to initiate affection, like hugs, high-fives, fistbumps. He’s a very affectionate kid and loves showing you he loves you and loves having you as an older sibling, a protector and a safe haven.
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Cheryl Mason:
Cheryl is more trusting of you, her young naivety kicking in when you show her the slightest bit of friendliness. This may be the one situation where it isn’t a bad thing, though, because she honestly loves having a tough older sibling-figure like you. She’s always wanted a sibling.
She doesn’t really pick up on the fact that you’re a little weird about “adopting” her in place of your real younger sibling. She just thinks you need help breaking out of your shell, so she’ll randomly give you hugs or squeeze your arm to let you know it’s okay. Even though she has the wrong impression, she is helping you in the way that you need.
For this reason, she appreciates your guidance. She’s easily trusting and can get herself into some trouble because of it, but now she has you to help her out of that and steer her away from it. She values your opinion and insight, and when she’s alone, she’ll often think to herself “what would they do?”
She gets overwhelmed easily by her emotions and is prone to meltdowns. During these moments, she appreciates kind gestures from you like a hug, a hand hold, a pat on the back and calming words. You always help her out when she gets like this and she could never thank you enough.
Most of all, she loves having someone to help her navigate the darkness of the fog. There’s so much of it here, and she’s a sensitive girl. She’s needed someone to rely on and she’s finally found that in you.
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Amanda Young / The Pig:
Amanda is a little resistant to your affection at first. She feels a little like you're babying her, and she doesn't need that. If you go to ruffle her hair or pull her into a hug, she'll wiggle away and snort at you. She's not used to affection really, much less the familial variety.
It takes her a while to warm up to you. Her family was disappointed in her, she doesn't want to disappoint you too. She starts looking up to you and admiring you, particularly for your prowess in trials. She doesn't realize it, but you are like an older sibling to her.
Due to this, she kind of over-performs in trials seeking your approval. She tries too hard and ends up losing a few, coming sniffling to you. She feels shame, but when you pull her into your arms and tell her you're proud of her anyways, just for trying…She feels better.
When she's a bit more comfortable with you, she'll invite you to her workshop at the Gideon packing plant. She knows you like building things like she does, and she's confident enough in her skills she knows you won't be disappointed in her work.
She will try to imitate you on occasion, with outfits and moves and such. She always wants you to be proud of her, and she figures the best way to do that is to be more like you. She'll grow out of this eventually when she comes to realize you're always proud of her.
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Sadako Yamamura / The Onryō:
Sadako absolutely loves having someone like an elder sibling to her, especially one that may share her grief and rage. She's felt closer to the killers in the fog than she ever really felt to anyone else, and now she has someone like her who seems to share the same sort of familial bond.
She'll act very childish around you, more her age. She'll follow you around like a lost duckling and will hide behind your legs when someone approaches. She'll pull on your sleeve and bring you over to a mess of papers and crayons on the floor, showing you she's drawn a bunch of pictures of you and her together.
She enjoys pranking you occasionally, mostly by crawling out of her TVs. She'll lead you to a dark place and suddenly disappear…Just as you start to worry about her, the TV suddenly flicks on and she jumps out to grab your legs. These are the few moments you'll hear a real laugh from her.
She loves letting you braid, brush, or play with her hair. She doesn't take care of her hair herself really, and she loves having someone who doesn't mind doing it for her. She loves seeing how you style it, even if it's just simple little braids.
She knows you had someone like her that you lost. And she knows it may be hard to be around her, sometimes, because of that. But she appreciates that you push through it for her, to be with her and watch out for her. She knows she can't replace who you lost, but she's lost people too, and you both fill that void in each other's hearts.
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onegayastronaut · 1 year
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Hey there! I was wondering if I could get one of those famous ship thingies you do for Gossip Girl, Riverdale and The Vampire Diaries?
I’m a lesbian who loves to play videos games and watch movies. I would rather stay in instead of going out and I love a good cuddle. My Hogwarts house is Hufflepuff and I always seem to fall for the villain or characters with baggage. I’m equal parts awkward and cute, with a small splash funny.
Thank you! 🥰
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Blaire has always enjoyed tearing people down, and she tried to do that with you when you first met. However, that got old for her really quickly, and she invited you to go out with her just to see what kind of person you are. She ended up falling for you really quickly, and is now very protective of you. If anyone tries to mess with you, she’ll make sure to dish out all the blackmail material she has on the person so they’ll never show their face around town again. She enjoys watching you play video games and will constantly buy you presents just because she missed you.
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Cheryl has always been a tough nut to crack, but after spending multiple nights together drinking milkshakes together at Pop’s, she finally started opening up to you. She likes the fact that you’re a little bit awkward, and she has no has no issue filling in any awkward pauses. Cheryl loves being cuddled, but she’ll make it clear that the fact that she likes being held will never be made public.
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Katherine thought you were the cutest person she’s ever seen, and will flirt with you whenever she sees you. Damon and Stefan are pretty much your overprotective older brothers, and will warn her to take care of you and not harm you. They didn’t need to do that anyway because Katherine would never dream about harming you. She loves holding you every night when you get home from work/school, and will always make sure you’re doing okay.
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