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supercap2319 · 2 months
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Archie shows the rest of the team how to scrub properly in the shower with you as his model.
"See, fellas? Being cleaning is just as important as being good on the court." Archie said to his teammates in the shower. He was teaching them how to properly clean themselves. It was important not just for them, but in their lives outside of the court.
Archie had talked Y/N into being his model as he used him an example. He ran the soap over his body and scrubbed every inch of his skin, leaving no spot unturned. Or so he thought. Julian rolled his eyes. "I think you missed a spot, Andrews. What about cleaning in between where the sun don't shine?"
"Oh, yeah, that too." Archie bends Y/N over, exposing his hole to the rest of the team as some whistled and made some passive comments as Archie began to wash Y/N's puckered hole.
Y/N groans and tried not to get a boner in the shower as Archie cleans his exposed hole.
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zaceouiswriting · 5 months
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The scumbag jock boyfriend
Characters: Reggie Mantle x Archie Andrews x male reader
Universe: Somewhere in Riverdale
Warnings: Smutty, cheating
Sweat drips down my body as I wait. My patience quickly wears thin as I stand in the same place for over an hour. What is he doing? Did he forget again that we had a date? When I look at my phone, I see I have no reception.
Pissed off because most of my clothes are soaked with sweat, I huff. I angrily stuff the blanket back into the basket along with the food - I had prepared around dawn, which is definitely bad now. I couldn't hide my disappointment. With everything packed, I leave the clearing in the forest near the sweetwater river where we created our little romantic space when we were just kids in love.
I can't believe he completely stood me up this time. He usually arrives a little later since he always has a reminder on his phone. The only thing I can do is to go to his house. So I do exactly that, with my anger rising by the second.
As soon as I get to his house, I knock on the front door, but even after pounding several times, I don't hear any sound inside. I look around. In front of the garage, I could see Reggie's car but not his parents. Even more annoyed, I walk around, trying to find a way in. The front door did not open, so I go over to the windows, but they wouldn't open either, and even the garage door wouldn't move. I knock on the front door again. Involuntarily, my eyes fall on the keyhole. Suddenly, I realized something. I silently curse myself for my forgetfulness. I reach into my pocket and pull out the key Reggie gave me so I can enter whenever I want since his parents aren't home often.
It didn't take more than one step inside before I could hear a sound that couldn't be misinterpreted.
“That asshole!” I mutter angrily.
Following the sounds, I'm confronted with the bedroom door I've sneaked into hundreds of times when I couldn't sleep: a plain white door made of solid wood with a nameplate beneath a drawn football. Even now, it looks adorable. But the noise quickly takes me away from the beautiful memories that Reggie and I have built over the years of our relationship, which was initially secret and later public.
As I pull the door open, I could see Reggie and Archie, of all people, lie on the former's bed, their pants at their ankles, and Archie has his shirt behind his back, showing off his abs. Both have the other's thick, long cock in their hands.
To my annoyance, Reggie takes a moment too long to realize what a mess he's gotten himself into. I'd be lying if I said it didn't turn me on, in particular, because I know that neither would ever give their ass up for the other or any guy. I quickly realized what it is really about.
When I look over at Reggie, he's already trying to hide with his blanket and even a pillow I usually use for sleeping. He must have seen the anger on my face and is rightly afraid of my reaction.
“Cut the shit, Reggie. We both know, maybe even all three of us know, what that is. What’s wrong with you?” I ask him rhetorically. “Just because I said ‘no’ to a threesome? Do you think this will change my mind?”
Like a fish out of water, Reggie opens his mouth without making a sound. His head is getting redder by the second, probably out of embarrassment. Meanwhile, Archie just sits next to Reggie, showing off his great body and magnificent big member, which is almost as large as Reggie's. He flexes his muscles, making it obvious that he's involved.
"Please, we can just forget about this and-"
Before he can say anything else, I interrupt him by saying, "Archie, go against the headboard, arms over your head."
He moves without question, his eyes glistening with growing lust. I pull my belt out of my pants, walk over to Archie, straddle him, and press his member against my dressed leg, making him moan involuntarily. I tie his hands tightly together. As I look into his eyes, I place my hand on his cheek and my thumb on his bottom lip. I can see his desire for a kiss, and I'm not willing to deny him this wish. I lean in and kiss him softly. But he obviously didn't want any loving touch because he pushed his tongue roughly into my mouth. It's clear that he just wants his desires to be fulfilled. It reminds me of who really is in charge, that he only allows me to take the lead and even sit on top of him. He is much more subtly dominant than Reggie ever was.
Finished kissing Archie, for the moment, I turn to Reggie again, whose cock is still rock hard, but his face is white as a ghost.
“Remember, this is what you’ve always wanted, babe,” I tell him with a big grin. "Now I'm going to drain Archie's balls until all his cum is inside me. All the while, I'll jerk you off a little and maybe give you a blowjob, but you're not allowed to cum!"
“But-“
"No buts!" I interrupt him angrily. "You went behind my back to get what you wanted, so I'm giving you what you wanted, just not how you wanted it."
I once more turn back to Archie and take off my tight shirt, making the lust in his eyes even greater. This will definitely be fun.
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chrisevansxmalereader · 7 months
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Ok let's talk about Riverdale for a second.. I'm weirded out!
Warnings: spoilers for the season finale of Riverdale
A LOT of people are pissed and I don't blame them in fact I am as well and I 1000% agree with what fans are saying about this situation.
So the Riverdale finale confirmed that Archie, Betty, Jughead, and Veronica are in a quad relationship and they are ALL dating and it shows each person hooking up except Jarchie (Archie and Jughead) and Jarchie is a HUGE ship that a lot of people support so to confirm they are in a relative but not show they hook up or kiss or even hold hands is beyond fucked up. Riverdale sucks at LGBT representation for gay MEN but have amazing representation for lesbians and straight people. Kevin has always just been there for no reason or he's nothing but drama or he has shit storylines or they just use him for gay stereotypes and it's annoying AF.
Here's how I see it....
It's homophobic to a degree.
It's very much the classic “Lesbians are acceptable because men find it hot” and obviously straight people always have representation and most movies and TV shows are about straight people ngl and I'm kinda weirded out and I'm disappointed by all this ngl and to me this show has let me down and let fans down time and time again.
Another reason I'm upset about this is because:
The producer Sarah Schechter had this to say to variety about why Jarchie didn't hook up:
“I mean, that's, like, too hot for TV. I don't think there was a reason for it. I think there's a fantastic, fantastic amount of LGBTQ representation on the show.”
If I had dollar for Everytime something like this happens and the excuse of the cast and crew is that is would be to steamy or to hot to show them I would literally be rich AF, that's always the excuse and I'm really starting to get tired of it.
This is something that the fans have wanted for like forever and then you confirm they are in a relationship but no kiss, no hand holding, no hookups, not even those loving longing looks that couples share, sorry for the rant I'm just annoyed and Riverdale does stuff like this all the time and this is one of the many reasons I'm glad it's over and has been put to rest.
I really do have a love hate relationship with Riverdale I really hate it and it annoys me but part of me with always love it and obviously I'll always ship Jarchie and shit but I'm a little annoyed.
We need better LGBT representation than this. For mlm, trans, wlw, non-binary, all of it. we NEED better representation and respect.
Obviously this is all just my opinion and I would love to here your guys opinion on this situation as long as it's respectful y'all.
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justonemoregayboy · 2 years
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Facial is the best
Pairing: Archie Andrews x male reader
Series: Riverdale
Warnings: Smut
word count: 1042
Requests are open🖤
English is not my first language sorry if there are spelling mistakes enjoy Reading
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 “...Please, Y/n, please. Just let me, come on, just this once, please?” Archie gasps above him, stroking his cock in quick, ravenous strokes as Y/n watches, already exhausted from his own orgasm.
This isn't the first time Y/n has heard the other guy beg him, it's not the first time Archie has begged him to let him cum on his face, but it's the first time he's wondered why Archie seems so hungry for it in instead of just saying no point-blank. It looks so unhygienic, not to mention disgusting, and Y/n can't figure out what makes Archie so willing to beg for it.
Archie never begs.
"Why do you want it?" Y/n finds himself asking, eyebrows raised lazily as he watches Archie more or less sob in delight above him. His hands are slowly stroking Archie's muscled thighs where they straddle his waist, but his eyes are focused on his boyfriend's face, watching as Archie's mouth drops open on another moan as he fucks his own fist. .
"Guh-fuck-it would look so good in it-covered in it," Archie gasps hoarsely, clenching his fist around the base of his cock to keep from coming as he thinks about it. “Fuck, you'd be so pretty, just using my cum. Looking so beautiful, looking like mine. I want to make you mine, can I? please y/n? Can I make you mine? Please pretty pretty Y/n please can I make you mine? I want I want-"
And fuck, if he's not making Y/n stupid with arousal listening to Archie beg like that. Hearing him wanting to claim Y/N like that… he's making his spent cock tingle with the need to harden again, even if it's only been a few minutes since he gushed down Archie's throat.
Why had he been so stupid and he hadn't asked his boyfriend why earlier? Why had he spent weeks telling his boyfriend no when the reason Archie wanted him in the first place was so devastating?
"Yes?" Y/n gives Archie a tired smile. “Do you want to make me yours? Do you want to mark me? Let everyone know that I'm yours?
"Fuck y/n, yes please, fuck yes please!" Archie curses above him, hips stuttering forward through his clenched fist. "Please, I want, can I?"
It's not even a question on his mind anymore, Y/n just wants it to happen yesterday as he listens to Archie spit every pleading word out of his mouth. The thought that just minutes before sounded positively unpleasant now sounds promising.
"Yeah, yeah, let's go," Y/n agrees, reaching out to cup Archie's butt and urging him forward, closer.
"-In fact?" Archie with his pants off, puzzled. His eyes widen and stare at him, his hips stopped where he had been furiously fucked through his own fist before. You will leave me? Can I- just- really?
"Yeah, come on," Y/n encourages, trying to drag him closer with he hands, "come on my face, come on, do it."
At first, Archie just stared at him for a moment, not believing what he was hearing, but then he just lunged forward, smashing his lips against Y/n's desperately. Y/n doesn't even have time to recover from the shock attack before Archie backs away again, crawling forward and once again stroking each other, only this time much closer to Y/n and with his penis pointing towards the swollen kiss. of T/n. His lips instead of he own muscular stomach.
"Mpfh," Archie groans as his hand flies over his cock, needing to squeeze his eyes shut so he doesn't die from how good it feels, how beautiful Y/n is beneath him. "I'm going to paint you so beautifully, I'm going to make you look so pretty, I'm going to..." And then he comes; thick streams of cum shoot all over y/n's beautiful face.
Y/n can feel the first string land on his cheek before he can squeeze his eyes shut, and just in time too, because right after he can feel something hit his closed eyelid, and he winces from how dirty everything is.
When Archie finally drops his shrinking penis from his hand, when he finally opens his eyes again, he can't help but catch his breath for a moment.
Y/n is absolutely awesome.
He has been fucking everywhere; over both of his cheeks, covering his nose, his chin, his forehead – he's cum hanging off his damn lashes, and it's cum all over his beautiful red-bitten lips. Archie can't help but moan as he sees how Y/n licks his bottom lip to pick up the thick liquid, he can't help but catch the boy in a dirty wet kiss as he watches him swallow.
Taking Y/n's jaws in his hands, Archie couldn't help but play with the cum on his boyfriend's cheeks with his thumbs, simply smearing it all over the pink skin before licking it all off.
Y/n flinches when he feels a tongue on his face, and groans when Archie kisses him again, sharing the salty cum on his tongue with an overeager Y/n. Burying his fingers in Archie's hair, Y/n lifts his hips into empty air, coming back from the sheer filth around him.
"Did you just-?" Archie asks, and Y/n nods, exhausted. Archie smiles. "Fucking amazing."
Y/n just rolls his eyes before weakly pushing his boyfriend away, snuggling up close to the big football player.
"Does this mean I can do that again?" Archie asks smugly, his hands running over Y/n's sensitive sides.
"It means you should get me a wipe," Y/n replies, tired. He is more than ready for a nap. "I feel ridiculously dirty." There was sweat, semen, and other fluid caked all over him, but since Y/n doubts he can stay awake for an entire shower, a washcloth will have to suffice.
“You're ridiculously dirty and amazing,” Archie smirks, but dutifully goes in search of said wipe.
Y/n hums as Archie cleans it up, hands catching the bigger boy as he throws the rag over his shoulder, and sighs as he sinks against Archie's body.
"But yeah," Y/n says a few minutes later, when he's almost asleep. "We are definitely exploring this again."
He can feel Archie moving his arm to his side, but he's already asleep before he can reprimand him.
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You'll Never Be Alone
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Pairings: Archie Andrews x male reader
Summary: It started with him protecting you but changed as time passed. He now harbors feelings for you.
WARNINGS: F slurs. homophobia, and bullying. MAJOR: ⚠ Sexual Assault ⚠
(Hello, my little strawberries! I'm back after a long time! I'll be posting more requests like this. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy this. The Headcanon format is from @marilynmonroefanfics. And I wanna thank everyone on my discord server!)
You didn't understand why you were treated like this. Why were you subjugated to this abuse?
Every day at school was hell. The ones that tormented you the most were the bulldogs, Riverdale's football team.
They would tease and mock. Verbal, but that changed when news of you being gay was exposed.
The Bullying went from verbal to physical. They would give you regular beatings every day.
"Well, look at what we have here. It's the little faggot. I bet you wanna suck my fucking cock." One of them said as he punched you right in the stomach. Pain shooting through you.
"Bet the faggot wants us to fuck his ass," Reggie said, getting his own kicks in. You were left on the ground in pain as the bulldogs left. Leaving you and Moose alone.
(SEXUAL ASSAULT AHEAD! SKIP THIS PART IF YOU WANT!)
"It's just us now, faggot." Moose said, picking you up and slamming you against the wall.
"God, your body turns me." Moose groans as he grinds his erect cock against your thighs. "This ass and thighs."
Moose latches his dirty mouth onto your neck. "How about you be my cumdump?" you cried harder as he continued.
(IT ENDS HERE!)
Suddenly, you felt Moose get thrown followed by a loud thud. You looked to see a redheaded boy beating the shit out of him.
You stayed in your position, shocked before you felt someone pick up and carry you away.
He was wearing the Riverdale football team jacket, meaning he was a bulldog, but he wasn't like the others. His voice took you out of your mind.
"Hey, are you okay? Any injuries?" The boy said as he looked over your body. Only seeing some bruises and marks.
The redheaded boy really cared about you. He wasn't like the other bulldogs. He didn't insult nor place his hands on you. Only to take you away to safety.
He kept talking to you, asking if you were hurt in any way. You responded with a no. He then introduced himself.
"If you say so... but anyway, my name is Archie. Archie Andrews," he said, smiling at you. There was no malicious intent.
"I'm... m/n," you replied.
After that day, Archie would always be by your side. The other bulldogs did little to no harm. Archie became your bodyguard and friend.
You never realized how many classes you had with him or how you both shared the same interests. Everything was becoming better, but you may have developed a crush on your new friend.
The more time Archie spends with you, the more his crush grows. Being around you made him feel comfortable and happy.
He would dream of marrying and sleeping with you.
It was now or never. You told Archie to meet you after school/practice.
"So, you wanted to speak with me?" Archie said, sitting down beside you on the bed.
"Yes, I wanted to say that..."
You started to freeze. Your brain was in panicking and telling you to back down, but your heart was saying to go with it.
"Archie, I like you! It's okay if you don't feel the same way. I-" Suddenly, you felt a soft pair of lips press against yours. Archie's hands pulled you closer.
You melted into the kiss. Forgetting everything around you as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Archie pulled back, breathing heavily.
"M/n... I like you- no, I love you! I wanted to confess first, but it looks like you beat me to it." Archie chuckled. Tears roll down your face. Tears of joy.
"M/n. Do I have the honor of being your boyfriend?"
"Yes! Of course!" you replied. Crying into his chest. He lifted your head and kissed you again.
You both then laid down together. Archie's ching resting on your head with you buried in his chest.
THE END!
(I hope you all enjoy this! I have a goal of completing 5 to 10 fics before the new year. Goodbye, my little strawberries!)
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davidlikesguys02 · 1 year
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Serpent King
Word count: 782
Warnings: 18+, gay sex, unprotected sex, blowjob, fingering, riding, cum in ass.
M/n: male name
GIF not mine
Kinkvember 2022
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You walk out of your house making sure to close the door behind you, you put your keys in your pocket. You turn around and watch as Jughead smiles while you walk towards him “hey Jug” “hey M/n” he walks towards you and pulls you into a kiss. “You look amazing” “thanks” “I have a surprise for you M/n” “what is it” “come with me” he takes your hand in his and the two of you begin walking.
“So are you going to tell me what you have planned?” “It’s a surprise M/n, trust me it’ll be worth it” after a few minutes of walking you arrive at Archie’s house. “Don’t worry no one’s home” you watch as Jughead pulls out a key and unlocks the house. You walk into the house and see small little candles around the room, your turn to look at Jughead “do you like it?” “I love it”
You pull him into a kiss after a few minutes you finally pull away, you look into his green eyes and smile “is this the surprise?” “It’s half of the surprise” he pushes you against the wall and begins to suck on your neck “mhm” you begin to remove his serpents jacket. He pulls away from your neck and looks at you “Do you want this M/n?” “Yes, I want you Jug”
The two of you begin to remove each other's clothes, once the two of you are fully naked he grabs your waist and pulls you closer towards him “I love you M/n” “I love you too jughead” he leans in and pulls you into a heated kiss. You feel as he begins to slowly pull your ass cheeks apart, you finally pull away from the kiss and feel as he slowly inserts his fingers into your hole. You look at him as you let out a small moan “you like that M/n” you bite your lip and nod.
After a few minutes he adds a second finger into your hole, you dig your nails into his shoulders as he hits your prostate with his fingers “mmhm fuck Jug” after a few more thrust into your hole he finally removes his fingers from your hole. You take his cock in your hand and lean in to whisper into his ear “now let me make you feel good” you begin to slowly fall on your knees and look up at him as you take his cock into your mouth.
You watch as he throws his head back from the pleasure, you feel as one of his hands grips your hair keeping your head steady. After a few seconds he begins to thrust into your mouth, he looks down at you loving the view under him “you look so fucking hot” he delivers a few more thrust into your mouth before finally slowly removing his length from your mouth “sorry if I was rough” you slowly stand up “it’s okay Jug”
He takes your hand and walks you towards the sofa in the living room, he lays down on the sofa and you get on top of him. You look down at him and slowly lean in into a kiss, you feel as he grabs you hips tightly not allowing you to move. You pull away from the kiss “you ready?” You nod, slowly you feel as he pushes his cock into your hole. “Are you okay?” You nod “you can move” you feel as he slowly begins to guide your hips into a slow rhythm.
You throw your head back when you feel that he starts hitting your prostate “right there Jug” you look around the room and begin to see white spots. You feel as Jughead begins to jerk you off “are you close M/n” you nod “I want you to cum inside of me Jughead” after a few more thugs to your cock you finally cum all over Jugheads chest.
“Mhm Jughead” “fuck you just got tighter” you feel as he grips your hips and begins to thrust into you at an alarming pace “so close” he delivers one final thrust into your hole “FUCK” you feel as his wamr cum begins to invade your insides. You smile and look at him “I love you” you lean in to kiss him, you pull away from the kiss “I love you more M/n”
You slowly rise off him and fall next to him, you look at each other and smile “that was fun” “yeah, want to go for another round?” “Yes” the two of you begin to hear voices come closer towards the door. You look at each other “fuck”
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gayaristocrat · 1 year
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Key: Smut = {s} Fluff = {f} Angst = {a}
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Stranger Things
Eddie Munson
Eddie Munson x Male Reader {s}
Request: This is just me being a slut, like my name, but wearing a skirt for Eddie for the first time. Like he’s just rambling and rambling then he notices that you’ve changed from pants to the skirt and then he starts being absolutely feral. Then he spreads your leg and starts kissing his way up your thighs and you’re just leaking like crazy underneath, leaving a wet spot on the front And he makes you keep it on as he rails the fuck out of you
Eddie Munson x FtM! Reader {s}
Request: Omg omg I'm going feral over this but imagine an FTM reader and Eddie Munson but like. Eddie putting a pillow under Reader's back and pressing on their stomach while absolutely RAILING him---
Billy Hargrove
Billy Hargrove x Male Reader {f}
Summary: How would Billy Hargrove be in an a-z fluff?
Billy Hargrove x Male Reader {s}
Request: Hi I LOVED your billy a-z fluff if you are doing requests can you do another billy a-z but smut? Or headcanon
Billy Hargrove x Male Reader {s}
Request: What do you think Billy Hargrove will do to help his boyfriend who is scared of sex?
Billy Hargrove x Male reader {f}, {s}
Request: Hi! Going off of Billy helping his bf with his fear of sex, how about Billy planning a beautiful night for his bf who told him they feel confident to have sex and Billy make love to them gently and praised them
Billy Hargrove x Male Reader {s}
Summary: While Billy was punishing you, you discover a secret about yourself you never know about. 
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Wednesday
Tyler Galpin
Tyler Galpin x Male Reader {s}
Summary: Tyler's boyfriend gives him head as he falls apart at the sight
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Harry Potter
Harry Potter
Harry Potter x Male Reader {s}
Summary: Harry’s boyfriend gives him head while at a very important zoom meeting for work
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Riverdale
Archie Andrews
Yandere! Archie Andrews x Femboy! Male Reader*
Request: So do you still take request? and how is your day? I was thinking yandere Archie Andrew x femboy male reader. I like yandere books btw. The plot is that the reader is new to Riverdale high
Archie Andrews x Mute! Male Reader***
Request: Reading your fics always makes me happy. Would you do a headcanon of archie taking his boyfriend who is mute out on a picnic for their birthday and just being soft to him and affectionate with some soft nsfw
Archie Andrews x Male Reader**
Summary: How would a date night with your heroic boyfriend, Archie Andrews, play out?
Reggie Mantle
Reggie Mantle x Male Reader***
Summary: Since Reggie had been denying you attention, you decided to find it somewhere else, knowing full well how easily jealous he gets.
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American Horror Story
Michael Langdon
Michael Langdon x Male Reader
Summary: Michael takes a liking to the reader and falls for him. Michael wants to ‘question’ the reader, but things get more heated than they should.
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Michael Langdon x FtM! Reader***
Summary: Michael has a hard day at work, but thankfully he can come home and relieve his stress every day.
Michael Langdon x Male Reader***
Summary: Being tied up as Michael plays with you like his little rag doll was not how you planned your night to go, especially being denied and teased by him.
Michael Langdon x Male Reader***
Summary: Sometimes its good to just be an obedient little puppy
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Chilling Adventures Of Sabrina
Ambrose Spellman
Ambrose Spellman x Male Reader**
Summary: Could Ambrose Spellman really have found the love of his life or is he just another summer fling?
Ambrose Spellman x Male Reader***
Summary: What could possibly make Ambrose Spellman punish his sweet little boyfriend?
Father Blackwood
Father Blackwood x Male Reader***
Summary: Reader and Sabrina try to come up with a plan to get back at Weird Sisters, but he wants to do something bigger. But what happened when things take a turn?
Harvey Kinkle
Harvey Kinkle x Male Reader ** (angst to fluff)
Summary: It's time for Harvey's boyfriend to confess a secret, but will things go as planned?
Nicholas Scratch
Nicholas Scratch x FtM! Reader
Summary: Nicholas spends a special holiday with his boyfriend
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Supernatural
Sam Winchester
Sam Winchester x Male Reader***
Summary: Sam and reader both hate each other and they work out their frustrations together
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fanfics4all · 1 year
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Little Hearts
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Request: Yes / No  Hi fanfic4all! May I please have an Archie Andrews x Male Reader? Archies friend stops by to give him some supplies for Valentines Day. Archie has just come out of the shower, he checks out some of the supplies and playful slips on a condom with little hearts. They both get turned on and have sex, thanks. Anon
Requests are open, but ONLY if they are Valentine’s Day related.  (You can use prompts from this list or make up your own!) <3 Have a nice day/night
Archie Andrews x Male!Reader 
Word count: 718
Warnings: Smut! 
Y/N: Your Name 
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“Y/N? Can you take those Valentine’s Day supplies over to Archie?” My Mother called out. 
“Yeah sure!” I called back. I gathered the things in the basket and shook my head with a small smile. My Mother always gave out some weird shit around this holiday in particular. She always wanted to make sure that us teens were having safe sex. I grabbed the basket and took it out to my car. I headed off to Archie’s place and got there pretty quick. I knocked on the door and heard him call out one minute. Archie opened the door and he only had a towel on. 
“Hey dude, what’s up?” He asked. 
“Nothin’, my Mom wanted me to drop these off for you. You know how she is.” I said and pushed the basket out to him. 
“Haha, yeah, come on in.” He said and step to the side. I walked in and placed the basket on the table. Archie came over and looked through it. 
“Whoa, get a load of this!” He said with a laugh. He picked up one of the condoms with little pink and red hearts on it. I laughed and shook my head. Archie dropped his towel and rolled the condom on. My eyes widened and I felt my cock stiffen. His dick was huge… 
“Who would ever use these?” He asked with a laugh as he held his dick. I couldn’t stop staring at his dick and he noticed. 
“What are you into this, Y/N?” He asked and shook his dick. I bit my lip and nodded, my mouth was watering. Archie smirked and grabbed my hand. He led me to his bedroom and laid me on his bed. He took my shoes, then my pants, then my shirt, and then my socks. I was left only in my boxers. I couldn’t believe Archie was actually doing this and with me! He got on top of me our cocks pressed against one another as he began to kiss me. He sat up and slid back from me. He ripped my boxers from my body, now completely naked in front of him. 
“You want this?” He asked, holding his cock. I nodded and licked my lips. 
“I want it.” I said. Without another word he spread my legs, pinned me back and gently touched my asshole with the tip of his dick. I shuddered with excitement and felt him push slowly into me, finally breaking through and causing a sharp pain as he stretched me. He pulled out slightly before going all the way in. It felt better than I could ever imagined and with each thrust in and out the feeling became more pleasurable. 
“You like having me inside, don’t you?” He said in an almost degrading tone. He began to fuck my asshole harder with longer strokes. 
“Yeah, fuck! I love it!” I managed to say as he worked his way in my asshole. I could feel the cum starting to work its way closer to the tip of my still fully hardened cock. I was surprised since neither him or myself had touched it since he started fucking me. My stomach began to tense up and he picked up on that. He fucked me at a furious pace and in no time I was cumming. It was the most amazing and intense orgasm I’d ever had. My thick cum landed on my chest and stomach, which was quickly filled by the feeling of his hot load filling the condom. We sat motionless with his cock still inside me, but it was slowly growing soft. Eventually it fell out of me. After a few minutes of us catching out breath we got dressed and Archie was smirking the whole time. 
“Didn’t expect that.” I said and he chuckled. 
“You can thank your mom for me.” He said with a wink. I rolled my eyes. 
“Way to ruin a moment.” I said and he laughed. 
“Maybe you can come by another time and we can use some more of those condoms.” He said and I blushed. 
“Yeah… maybe.” I said and he smirked. 
“I’ll see you around, Y/N.” He said. 
“See ya, Arch.” I said and got in my car. That was not how I thought that would go…
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froottalks · 7 months
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Whispers of Lost Love - Veronica Lodge x reader
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[summary: reader and veronica were in a relationship, veronica ends it due to her family/personal problems. later veronica misses the reader but the damage was already done.]
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The city streets were painted with the hues of twilight, a melancholic setting that mirrored the storm of emotions within your heart. Veronica Lodge, the woman who had once been the melody of your life, now stood before you like a distant star whose light had faded. The love you had shared, once a symphony of passion and promise, had transformed into a haunting melody of heartbreak.
Veronica's gaze held a mixture of sadness and regret, her lips quivering as if struggling to find the right words. "We need to talk," she said softly, her voice carrying the weight of a decision that could alter the course of your lives.
You let out a nervous laugh, "Everything alright V?" you have an idea of what's to come even though you don't want to believe it. After all, nothing ever comes with your girlfriend saying, we need to talk.
The two of you found yourselves on the balcony of your favorite coffee shop, a place that had once been the backdrop to whispered confessions and shared laughter. Now, the air was heavy with tension, the space between you a chasm that seemed impossible to bridge.
"What is it, Veronica?" you asked, your voice barely above a whisper, though the fear of what she might say seemed to amplify your words.
She took a deep breath, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. "I think… I think we should break up."
The words hung in the air like a dissonant chord, shattering the fragile remains of the love you had once nurtured. Your heart seemed to stop, the pain of her declaration a piercing ache that radiated through your chest.
"I don't understand," you managed to say, your voice trembling with a mixture of confusion and hurt.
Veronica's gaze never left yours, her expression torn between sorrow and determination. "(Y/n), I love you, but our paths are... diverging. My family's legacy, the expectations... I'm suffocating, and I... I can't be the person you deserve right now."
Tears blurred your vision as you struggled to process her words. The love that had once felt like an unbreakable bond was now unraveling, slipping through your fingers like mere grains of sand.
"Why didn't you talk to me about this? We could have faced it together," you said, your voice a blend of hurt and desperation.
Veronica's shoulders slumped, the weight of her decision evident in her posture. She had tears streaming down her face now, "I thought I could handle it on my own. I thought I was protecting you."
The pain in your chest deepened, the ache of betrayal mingling with the sorrow of losing the person who had meant the world to you. The city lights twinkled around you, a stark contrast to the darkness that seemed to have settled within your heart.
Days turned into weeks, and the emptiness left by Veronica's absence in your life was a constant reminder of the love you had lost. The places you had once explored together and had filled you with happiness and joy, were now tinged with bittersweet memories, the laughter and shared moments haunting your thoughts like a poignant melody.
You found yourself navigating through life, the once-familiar routine now a chore. The ache of missing Veronica was an ever-present companion, a shadow that seemed to grow longer with each passing day. The lyrics of the songs you once loved held new meanings, resonating with the emotions you were unable to express.
One evening, as the rain pattered against your window, a message notification broke the silence of your solitude. It was from Veronica—an invitation to meet at a place that had once been your sanctuary.
With a mixture of trepidation and longing, you knew you shouldn't but you found yourself at the familiar park bench, the place where you had shared secrets, dreams, and your love. Veronica was already there, her gaze a mixture of sadness and regret. She stood up when she saw you approach,
"(Y/n), I miss you," she said softly, her voice carrying the weight of unspoken emotions.
Your heart ached at her words, the flood of memories overwhelming. "Veronica, why did you end things if you miss me?"
She looked down, her fingers nervously tracing patterns on her lap. "I thought I was doing what was best for both of us. But I've realized that losing you hurt more than any challenge I face."
Tears welled in your eyes as you stared at the person who had once been your everything, now standing before you with a vulnerability that mirrored your own.
"Is there a chance for us?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
You hesitated, the wounds of her decision still fresh. "Veronica, you walked away from us."
She reached for your hand, her touch a fragile lifeline in the sea of pain. "I was wrong, and I regret it every day. But I still love you."
The rain intensified around you, the drops echoing the tears that were threatening to fall from your eyes. The memories of your love story flooded your thoughts—the laughter, the promises, the dreams you had shared.
With a heavy heart, you pulled your hand away. "Veronica, what we had was beautiful, but it's different now. I can't go back to the way things were."
She bowed her head, barely giving a light nod, her shoulders shaking with the weight of her sorrow. "I understand."
The silence that followed was filled with the echoes of a love that had once been everything, and now was a haunting reminder of what could have been.
As you walked away, the raindrops mingled with your tears, each step taking you further from the woman who had once held your heart.
THE END
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dxncingwithastrxnger · 3 months
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may your days be merry and bright (Jughead x Reader)
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A/N: Tada!!! My very first Juggy fic!! This one, as well as the other Riverdale fics I'll be posting today and tomorrow, was requested by my amazing best friend, @the-ancient-fae!!! Roxy, here is your first of many stories, I hope you enjoy it!! I know this isn't the longest, but I hope the actual content makes up for it!! I hope everyone else who reads this enjoys it as well!!!
Pairing(s): Husband!Jughead x GN!Reader (Pronouns not specificed)
Prompts: "someone ate santa's cookies last night and it wasn't me" + Christmas baking from my Christmas Sleepover post
Tag(s): All fluff!! Mentions of kids
Word Count: 321
Song Inspiration: White Christmas By Bing Crosby
Not beta'd, all mistakes are my own.
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“Someone ate all of Santa’s cookies last night. And it wasn’t me.” 
You jolt guiltily and freeze, half of a cookie hanging out of your mouth. You stay where you are, facing away from him, your lips turning up slightly.
Jughead comes up behind you, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder as he leans forward to look at your face, snatching the rest of the cookie away from you and popping it into his own mouth instead.
You gasp and immediately pout as he chuckles and walks over to the fridge. “I thought we agreed that I would be playing the role of Santa this year?” He questions with a raised eyebrow sent your way.
“I woke up in the middle of the night and got hungry.” You tell him defensively.
Your husband snickers as he gets out the orange juice. “I didn’t realize that means you get to steal my cookies.” The look in his eyes is amused and not at all truly upset, and you relax a little bit.
“Well, to make it up to you,” You walk over to the fridge right before he closes it and pull out a large bowl filled with cookie dough. “I decided to make some more so that you can have your cookies after all.” You tell him matter-of-factly with a smile.
He chuckles softly and kisses your temple. “Well, look at that. You make the cookies and I make breakfast?” He asks.
You nod happily. “Sounds like a plan!” You look at the clock on the wall of the kitchen. “I’d say we have about 60-90 minutes before the kids wake up, so that tells you what you have the time to make.”
“I better get to it, then.”
The two of you spend the next hour and a half making breakfast and sweet treats for your little family, basking in the joy of a warm and cozy Christmas morning.
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A/N: How was it?? Please, tell me what you think, I'd love to know!!! Thank you sm for reading!!!!
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Riding Archie between study breaks.
Everyone had their own way of studying. Sometimes with music, or with complete silence, or sometimes with a study buddy. Archie and Y/N were studying for a big test tomorrow. The kind of test that makes you stress out as you study your brains out all night.
Y/N watched as Archie ran a highlighter through his passage, chewing on his pen. He was so focused on his work that he might pull an all nighter. It was also when Y/N thought of a way to get him to take a break as he saw a little bump in Archie's crotch. All this anxiety must be chubbing him up downstairs.
"Hey, Arch?"
"Hmm?"
"Why don't we take a break? I think it would be good to recharge our batteries." Y/N suggested.
"Yeah, sure. I mean I don't want to fail, but I'm also kinda burned out on the history of Riverdale and Greendale." Archie closed his book. "What did you have in mind? Pop's?"
"Actually... I was thinking about helping your little friend downstairs. He seems to have gained some weight." Archie looked down at where Y/N was pointing, and blushed when he realized that he was semi-hard. "This isn't what it looks like."
"Come on, Archie. We're both dudes here. Happens to all of us. Nothing to be ashamed of." Y/N smiled.
"And just out of curiosity... How are you going to help it go down?" Archie asked.
Y/N stood up and dropped his pants to reveal a tight jockstrap hugging his bare butt. "I was thinking I could ride you while wearing this jockstrap."
Archie gulped as his brown eyes darkened with lust and horniness as he nodded and unbuckled his pants and dropped them between his legs. Y/N smirked as he walked towards the ginger stallion and got in between his legs and hovered his hole over Archie's cock, before he sank down on it and moaned as Archie closed his eyes in pure bliss.
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zaceouiswriting · 10 months
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Heartless Business
Character: Sweet Pea x male reader
Universe: Somewhere in Riverdale
Warnings: Smut
Your hands wandered greedily over the perfectly trained body pressed against you. Rough, calloused hands larger than yours did the same to you. He crumples your perfectly smooth buttoned shirt and desperately tries to pry it off your body.
Lips hastily kiss across your neck and jaw before traveling to your own lips. Right before they could touch, you stopped the oncoming head. "You want to kiss me a bit too much for a straight guy, don't you think?" you asked the other man in a cold, almost dismissive voice.
Through slightly blurry eyes, you could see him shrug with that stupid goofy smile plastered over his face. "Not everyone can have sex without feelings with anyone they want, you know?" That was a dig at you, but you ignored it. Instead, you stared into those deep dark brown eyes that you'd fallen into many times before, and in one quick movement, you pulled out his belt.
"How about you finally shut up and fuck me? Do the only thing a dirty slum boy like you is good for!”
It was like a switch had been flipped in his head. His happily shimmering eyes darkened, and the smile became predatory. At an unimaginable speed, he turned you around and slammed your head against the tiled wall. Only to bend you over seconds later. You could barely hold on to the sink to your left.
Without hesitation, he unbuckled your belt and pulled down your pants. He gently massages your cheeks with his big hands, only to press his middle against your crack.
A satisfied moan escaped your lips as you felt his massive, heavy, hard cock rubbing through his pants between your cheeks. 
Seeing the uneasiness on your face, he positioned you so that you could place both hands on the sink to give you the needed space. But it wasn't all for you alone. He put you right in front of the mirror so he could see himself dominate a man he wouldn't have thought would even look at him just a few years prior. And indeed, the few times your paths have crossed, you've ignored him. Which only made him want you even more.
He took a long, hard look at you through the mirror before crouching behind you and pulling your cheeks apart. He teasingly breathed on your heated pink hole. It made you squirm. 
"I swear by all that's holy if you don't stick your damn tongue up my hole right now! I'm going to walk away!"
A chuckle rumbled through your body, but not yours. "So bossy," he murmured while teasing you a bit more. "Think about it again when in a few moments, you'll be moaning my name and begging me to fill you up like the high-class whore you are!"
A strange feeling ran down your spine. Only this insufferable man could bring this feeling to you. But before you could be identified it. His rather long and large tongue - like everything else on its body - did what he had promised.
His name slipped from your lips so quickly that you wondered when he got so good at it. Because when he gave you a rimjob, he was awful. But you couldn't think about it for long because far too soon, instead of his name, incomprehensible moans echoed loudly through the bathroom.
But as suddenly as he went down, he got back up just as quickly. You turned your head around in confusion because you just got into it. There he was, lips puckered, ready for a kiss, but you just rolled your eyes. "Idiot," you mumbled. "As I said, a worthless guy like you is only useful for fucking, so does the one-"
Before you could finish your degrading tirade, he'd had enough of your dirty mouth. He put one hand over it. With his other hand, though, he went around your neck. Not only for stability but also to choke you. To prepare you for the one thing he knew would shut you up. With one hard thrust, his massive length and girth split you open.
The pain was so great that your eyes widened, but you didn't make a sound. "Ah, there's your pretty face again," he teased you while forcing your face up so you could look at each other through the mirror. He flexed his arm muscles around your neck while at the same time manually pulsing his cock in your heat. His teasing smile faltered and reverted to his predatory grin. "And you finally shut your obnoxious fucking mouth!"
You could see his dirty grin through unfocused eyes. Pulling yourself together enough to move your hand, but before you could do anything, he drew his cock out, making you moan only to ram it back in, eventually eliciting a small scream from you. "Come," he breathed heavily, "Say my name!"
You would never give him this satisfaction. And he wasn't pushing, just concentrating on not cumming in your heat immediately. "Shit, you're still so damn tight," he moaned in your ear. You didn't even realize that he was lying on your back and that his head was this fucking close to yours. "How is that- Ughhh- possible? Ughhh, damn it, so good!”
He talked too much for your liking, so much that this strange feeling in your stomach finally exploded. For a second, everything around you went black. You could feel your body relax, and then you were gone.
But only for a short moment.
"Ah, you're back," he happily confirmed, never stopping to fuck you deep and hard once.
Unable to comprehend what had just happened, they tried to push themselves off the sink. Only to see yourself held by a big hand. The hand that was on your mouth now engulfed your waist.
“What happened?“ You asked breathlessly.
"Sorry," he said apologetically, but you could see in the mirror that he was anything but sorry. "Fucked you too good. You came your pants.” His voice turned teasingly, “Just like a little teenage boy.”
"Idiot!" you mumble angrily. It wasn't the first time it happened, and only he could bring you to that edge, but probably the most humiliating. You hoped it wouldn't seep through your underwear.
You stared at him through the mirror, and he met your gaze. It felt almost romantic to you as he held and looked at you. So careful, but totally destroying you at the same time. It was in stark contrast to what you believed he would be as a lover, a total brute. As you looked at him two years ago in a meeting where he was staring you down, you thought he would destroy you, pull out when he was done, kick you to the floor, and spit on you before walking away. But you were completely wrong.
Your hands greedily wandered back to his buttoned shirt once you had regained the strength, trying to open it to no avail.
"What are you doing?" he asked, laughing. It had sent another shockwave through your body.
“Open… Chest!“
He just shook his head, still grinning from ear to ear. Without even losing his fucking rhythm one bit, he pushed you forward again and used the hand he had been holding your neck with to unbutton his shirt.
Another groan escaped your throat as you saw his heavily tattooed chest. The centerpiece of this art piece was the snake tattoo on his neck. "Happy?" He asked you, slapping your butt a few times.
But you were already at it, massaging his muscular pecs and impressive eight-pack. The road from the boyish-looking guy he was to this peak of masculinity he became was a steep one. You've always found him attractive, even when you first met him many years ago. But it wasn't until you saw him shirtless two years ago that you became really interested in him. Now you would keep him even if he didn't look like an old god.
Yet, deep down, you hoped that he would never change again. You love his more well-kept looks too much.
You were engulfed in the sexual fog, staring at him through the mirror, watching his face contort whenever he began to pound you regularly. Like a rag doll, you let him do what he wanted with you.
Let's face it: whatever he would do to you, you would enjoy it. Every little touch of his rough hands, obviously used for lifting heavy loads. Every single look through his cloudy dark eyes. Every grin he shot your way. And every thrust he gave you. You felt alive, wanted, and desired, something no other man could do before him.
When the two of you weren't shagging, his eyes were filled with concern for you. He was always quick at your side if something happened or if someone got too close to you. He has cock-blocked you more than a hundred times in the last two years just to help you get rid of your sexual frustration afterward. He even went so far as to give you permission to use his body however you wanted. He never had to be afraid of anything because the first time you two shagged in the same bathroom you're in now, you said straight out that you're a pure bottom and don't shag guys who aren't exclusively tops.
He remembers how direct, headstrong, manly, and unbreakable you were. It made you stand out from all those weak, feminine bottoms whose antics made them seem more like women than men. Something that really put him off. It made it even easier for him to agree to your terms.
He told you that when you both finished and started getting dressed.
But what didn't he like about you? That his massive cock didn't unable to walk you. Which could only mean one thing, and he hated it passionately.
Let all those memories float in your foggy brain. A sudden click happened that most certainly could almost be heard from outside.
Confused and shocked, you turn around to him just in time for him to let out a deep moan and fill your ass with his hot cum. His hands gripped your waist painfully, but you didn't care. Not even that he fell on your back, with his head so god damn fucking close to yours again. His overheated breath tingles down the skin of your neck, along your jaw, and even on your lips.
You could only stare at him, annoyed and angry. He certainly felt the intense stare as his eyes suddenly opened. Realizing what he was doing, he cleared his throat and straightened his back but stayed inside you for a moment longer. He pulled his suit jacket from his arms, wrapped so tightly around them that it seemed like they were about to rip apart at any second.
His whole body was wet and glistened in the glow of the lights. 
"How long?" you asked, totally out of it.
"About an hour," he replied cockily.
"Shit!" you exclaimed loudly. Slowly pulling yourself off the huge cock that broke you open once more. "Our fathers will be back any moment. We have to hurry!"
Shortly after that realization, you pulled your pants back up, and as you buttoned them, you looked back. When you saw him leaning against the tiled wall, your knees became like jelly. He was a feast for the eyes, too hot for his own good.
Before he knew it, you were kneeling before him, swallowing his semi-hard cock, fully down your throat and tickling as much as you could with your tongue. He let out a surprised, voluptuous moan.
When you took him out again, you made sure there was no cum left on it before kissing its top. When you came back up, you popped a peppermint in your mouth. "I need to make sure my favorite part of yours is clean, don't I?" you asked teasingly, successfully turning the tables on him. But still with a cold, calculated mask on your face. Almost as if the mind-blowing sex you just had never happened.
You saw a faint blush rushing over his face for the first time since you knew him. He tried to hide it by looking away quickly. 
You could only laugh at that as you grabbed your buttoned shirt, which had ended up in the sink at some point. When you buttoned it up again, you could feel an all-too-familiar stare on you. You couldn't keep a smile from spreading on your lips as you caught a glimpse of the handsome man, as his eyes followed your delicate fingers.
Before you reached the last button, you suddenly stopped moving your fingers, confusing the tall, broad man and forcing him to look you in the eye.
Unlike usual, he was not confronted with coldness, arrogance, or even disdain. It was more of a neutral glint in your eyes.
Just as he was about to say something, you lunged forward. And before you knew it, he had your right arm in an iron grip. You weren't shocked. After all, he was once a street fighter. "What was that, little mouse?" 
You hated that name, and he knew it, but instead of stopping it, he is using it to annoy you. "Just a mint. Asshole," you mumbled the last part. 
Frowning, he looked at your hand, not believing your words. But as he inspected your hand more closely, he actually found a peppermint between two fingers. Slowly, still unsure, he loosened his grip and extended his hand so the candy could be dropped in it.
Instead of doing so, however, you moved your hand closer to his mouth. Annoyed, he opened it to say something, but before he could say something, you stuck your fingers inside and dropped the candy onto his tongue. Before you could pull them out, he closed his mouth in shock and pressed his tongue against your fingers to keep them in place. Feeling the hot warmth and wetness of his tongue sent a shockwave right back to your cock, waking it up again.
An awkward silence settled over the two of you after finally getting your fingers back and drying them on the side of your shirt.
He let the candy drift through his mouth, still quite confused as to why you did that. But when he moved a little bit, you were freed from the spell too. It gave you the possibility to get your jacket.
He let himself slide down the wall a bit, somehow disappointed. He folded his arms across his chest and finally spoke up again. "What is your second favorite part of me?" He asked, mumbling. His face distorted in frustration. 
"My third is your upper body," you whispered. Suddenly very close to the other man. Before he knew it, you pressed yourself against him. Gently you took his chin between two of your fingers and turned his head towards you. Your face was already extremely close. It only took the blink of an eye for your lips to collide with his. So gently that the taller of the two could barely feel it, and yet it finally happened.
He didn't move an inch. Too shocked by your lips on his mouth. Something he had dreamed of for years. Now that it finally happened, he was frozen, and you had all the power. But the kiss didn't last long, to his greatest dismay.
He wanted to pull you back and give you the kiss you both wanted. But before he could, you were already out of his reach. "Just so you know, I'm not heartless," you told him angrily. "And for the books." You got slightly closer to him again, whispering the next part into his ear, "You're the only idiot I've fucked within the last two years."
It shocked the other man so much that his mouth opened wide, and his intense gaze on you became even more fierce. You had already turned your head away and were looking straight at the door where you were heading to. Without looking back, you opened it and left.
The other man was confused. His heart was fluttering and aching at the same time. Even small, hot balls of water gathered in the corners of his eyes.
When the door opened again, he quickly wiped away the tears before they could be seen. "Your eyes, Sweet Pea. My second favorite thing about your body is your eyes. After all, they were the part of you that made me fall in love with you.”
Your cheeks were already flushed before you could even say a word; when you finally expressed your true feelings, they were so red you could have been mistaken for a tomato. Feelings that, until today, you had no idea you even had. Sweet Pea was completely shocked. He couldn't reply to you before you were gone again.
But one thing is for sure. He would soon make you his. Now there were no more obstacles to overcome. With your feelings in the open field, he had everything he needed.
[Masterlist]
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mattey-stu · 8 months
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THIS MASTERLIST DOESNT MATTER ANYMORE.I HAVE MADE ANOTHER ONE.PLEASE CHECK THAT ONE ON THE TOP OF MY BLOG.
MASTERLIST:
FOR DISCLAMIER: I ONLY WRITE X MALE!READER.
AND I MIGHT WRITE SHIPS TOO.
THIS WILL BE UPDATED
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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.
——-
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.
——-
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.
✬ ✯ ✫ ✬
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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Imagine being Archie Andrews brother and casually admitting to Hiram Lodge that you like watching him work out at the gym.
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You wiped the sweat off of your forehead while continuing to work on the bike, pedals rotating with high tension. The bike wasn’t your favorite bit of equipment in this gym, it did afford you the best view of Hiram Lodge.
The older man was definitely the most fit person inside of this gym. Your brother was here, working on the weights, putting in the long hours to be the best football player that Riverdale had ever seen, but that wasn’t the kind of strength that Hiram had. No, Hiram had a real man’s sort of strength, the kind that came from years of fine-tuning, of real work, not just a set of weights.
“Shit,” You muttered, realizing that you weren’t able to concentrate like this. Hiram was just making you feel too damn hot, you might actually overheat on this thing.
He was just over there - doing push ups, watching himself in the mirror. Watching his own figure as he moved up and down with ease in a way that a military cadet could only dream of.
Slowing your roll to a stop, you patted your forehead with the towel around your neck and decided fuck it, you were just going to get closer. Try to see the muscle strain, if there was any, to help fuel your fantasies later that night. As casually as you could muster, you walked in that direction and pretended to be looking at one of the machines.
“Mr. Andrews,” Hiram said, launching up into a burmpee, jumping from the ground as the final exercise of his routine. You’d seen it end often enough.
“Mr. Lodge,” You greeted in return with a nod and a smile. Though your brother had problems with the Lodge, you avoided all of those issues, figuring you were too old to get messed up in all of that teenage dating petty bullshit. No, your smile yowards Hiram was a hundred percent real, as was the way that your eyes wandered down his shirtless body to the gym shorts and then back up.
“Thinking of using the chest press?” Hiram asked, picking up his water bottle and taking a drink. Oh, to be the droplets that were dripping from his lips. You never felt so thirsty.
“Hmm?” You questioned, nd then realized that’s what you were pretending to look at. “No, no, mostly just came around to watch you,” You admitted, feeling bold. He didn’t look surprised at your admission. He looked like he had been expecting it. Had you really been so obvious? That wasn’t really a question worth asking at this point.
“I see,” He said, offering you his water bottle. You took it, pleased to be able to drink from the same place that he had. “You should come to my private gym sometime. The equipment is better. And there’s a lot more mirrors. You can watch every angle.”
“Maybe I will,” You shot back, quickly, not missing the chance. “Why do you come out here if you have a private gym?”
“I like to watch too.”
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Redemption
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Pairing(s): Reggie Mantle x male reader
Summary: You and Reggie don’t have a good background. The former always harasses and bullies you. When you were told you had to tutor the football player, you denied the offer, but after being threatened with failing grades, you complied. Reggie takes the opportunity to show you he has changed. 
Warnings: there are no major warnings, mention of homophobia, and flashbacks of bullying
(Hello, my little strawberries! I’m sorry for not posting any actual fics for a long time, but I’m gonna start working on them! Hopefully, by May, I’ll have completed over 30 requests! Anyways, enjoy!
You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. 
“I was wondering if you would be a tutor to Mr. Mantle. His grades are slipping, which may cause him to be kicked off the football team.”
“I’m sorry, sir, but I’ll have to decline,” you replied.
There was no way that you'd tutor that son of the devil. 
He tormented you since elementary school. It got worse in middle school when news of you being gay got exposed. 
However, ever since you both made it into high school, the bullying sort of stopped. 
Of course, there were some incidents but nothing too severe. 
“I’m sorry to say this, but if you don’t comply, I’ll have to drop your grade to Mr. Mantle’s. You rank in the top 10% and that’ll drop you down significantly."
You were shocked and angry. Shocked because of what he said and angry by the way he threatened to fail you. 
Not wanting to fail, you had to comply. 
“Fine, I’ll tutor Reggie…” you said, eye twitching, and an angry sigh. 
“Great! I hope to see progress from Mr. Mantle. You may leave.” the teacher said, gesturing to the door. 
You nodded and left. 
After getting home, you ran to your room and began to throw things, ripping pages out of some book and destroying your bed. 
Letting out a sigh, you collapsed onto your bed. Staring at the ceiling, debating on what you should do. 
“Should I text him?” you thought, looking at your phone with the screen on Reggie’s Instagram account. 
“I should just go to him…” 
You didn’t live that far from him
It’ll only take fifteen minutes. After debating, you decided to just go to him. 
Putting presentable clothes on, you made your way to Reggie’s place. 
After the walk, you were at Reggie’s door. You were mentally battling whether you should retreat or ring the bell.
Ring the bell side won. The doorbell rang, and you could hear someone coming to open the door. 
Reggie was the one that answered. 
“M/n? What are you doing here?” Reggie asked.
You rolled your eyes at him. “I’m only here to inform you… I’m gonna be your new tutor. Before you ask, you have no say. You’ll get kicked off the team…” you explained to the jock at the door.
Reggie nodded in acknowledgment. After some time, you leave Reggie’s property. You, for some reason, feel Reggie’s gaze. 
Everyone thought that Reggie was straight. However, ever since the first year, he started to develop feelings. 
He didn’t know where these feelings came from, but he didn’t care. 
During these tutoring sessions, he could make amends with you. 
(Time skip to you tutoring Reggie. Like one week.)
While you were tutoring Reggie, he tried talking to you. Trying to get to know you.
You did tell him some things, but you kept your guard around him. 
He’ll probably use that information to spread rumors.
Reggie mentally frowned, but he was determined to convince you that he changed. 
Throughout the time you were tutoring Reggie, he began to get buddy-buddy with you. 
During tutoring sessions, he would compliment you on how you dressed, your looks, and your shoes. You didn’t take these compliments seriously. 
“You look really nice today, M/n! Liked the way you did your hair.” Reggie said, putting his stuff down and pulling out his books. 
“Thanks…?” you said, not taking what Reggie said seriously. 
Reggie sighs in defeat. Maybe he’ll try harder.
The next few days, Reggie began to meet you after school, giving you your favorite snacks and candies.
He even invited you to come to Pops with him. Bought you stuff that you liked and he even stopped the rest of his gang from harassing you.  
You began to take note of Reggie’s strange behavior. 
“I think he likes you, M/n.” one of your friends commented while licking the popsicle in their hand. 
“No, he doesn’t! He is just messing with me! Trying to get my guard down.” you replied. 
“First stage of denial. M/n, look at everything Reggie is doing. He is giving snacks, and candy took you out to pops, and even got his friends to stop harassing you. He likes you, you’re just in denial.” 
You began to think about what they said. 
Reggie's behavior and actions were clear, he liked- LOVE you.
However, you deny all of this. 
You think it’s one-sided. You weren’t going to fall for this. It was most likely another one of his sick games. 
To avoid this situation, you decided to distance yourself from him. You figured that Reggie no longer needs tutoring since his grade improved.
(Timeskip.)
During the week, you avoided Reggie like the plague. No longer going to his place for tutoring, avoiding places he knows you go and ghosting him on social media. 
Reggie immediately knew what was happening, he had to go in for it.
He wasn’t going to lose you. 
You could hear continuous banging on the door. Automatically knowing who it was. Getting the courage, you went and opened the door to be met with a frantic Reggie. 
“What do you want, Reggie?” you said, tapping your foot against the hardwood floor. 
“I just want to talk to you about something.” you raised your eyebrows. Reggie nervously smiled while scratching his head. You nodded your head, gesturing for him to continue. 
“I… I… I love you.” Reggie stuttered before confessing. “I know I’m in no position to say this after everything I did to you. All the harassment and physical bullying, but since freshman year, I began to develop feelings for you. It only accelerated more when you started tutoring me.”
To say you were lost for words was an understatement. Your mind was in panicking mode like in those cartoons that show what’s going on inside the character’s head. 
“So, would you like to go on a date with me?” Reggie said quietly, but you heard him crystal clear. 
“I won’t say yes… but I won’t say no either. Give me time to process,” you replied, Reggie sigh in relief. At least he wasn’t rejected. 
“Okay…” Reggie then walked away while you closed the door. 
After Reggie’s love confession, you didn't know how to respond. 
Yes, Reggie was horrible and mean to you, but he stopped doing that at the beginning of high school. Maybe he truly changed. 
You decided. 
Reggie was laying down on his bed when he suddenly received a text message. It was from m/n.
“I would like to go on a date with you.”
THE END
A/N: I’m trying to finish all my requests! So, please bare with me at the time of posting. Goodbye, my 🍓little strawberries🍓!
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