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"it's called necrophilia, reggie, can you spell it?" and "you wanted fire? sorry, cheryl bombshell, my speciality is ice" are thee most overlooked and insane lines from riverdale season 1
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So, RAS Nightmare Child gave EW this first glimpse into Rvd’s next season and, yes, it’s exactly what you expected!
In season 5, when Riverdale implemented a seven-year time jump, there was talk of tearing down the series' high school sets. "It didn't feel right," showrunner Roberto Aguirre-Sacasa tells EW. Cut to season 7, and suddenly, those sets are back in play in a major way.
And by ‘suddenly’ we mean that they were the main sets for the whole of s5, when everybody became a high school teacher and very important in s6, when the school’s newspaper became the town’s main news outlet.
“Every season we explore the tropes of a specific genre, be it supernatural, be it pulp, be it crime. This year our genre is the 1950s, so we’re in dialogue with the American myth of what the 1950s were versus the reality.”
You heard it here first, folks! The 1950s are *a genre*. Hey, older relative! Did you know you used to live in a genre? When did real life start? Are you even real now? Am I real?
Although Aguirre-Sacasa says the "essence" of each character is the same, there will be some big differences. For starters, Veronica Lodge (Camila Mendes) is not a New Yorker. "In season 1, Veronica arrived from New York, and in the 1950s, she's arrived from Los Angeles" […] She's still an outsider and a socialite, very different from everyone else."
Yeah, this is completely, absolutely, totally different from s1!Veronica! Ah! These “fresh” stories! So many s5!Ted vibes ...  Will a nostalgic tear roll down my cheek? Sadly, no.
And Archie isn’t quite the same teenager who once went toe-to-toe with a bear. “Archie feels much more innocent than we’ve ever depicted him on Riverdale,” Aguirre-Sacasa says. “When we meet Archie here, he is a clean cut, 1950s teen.”
Yeah, you guessed it! Archie will be even more obnoxious than before! If s1!Archie was GOOD™, s7!Archie will be THE BEST™! It wasn’t easy to surpass his s5 post-war hero status or his s6 literal man-of-steel godliness but we, the writers’ team, succeeded! Cheers!
“It’s been a great way to get back to basics, which is the kids in high school discovering themselves, the kids having their first times. We can discover these moments or revisit moments that we’ve explored in the past in a completely different context.”
Which is another thing we have never done before. Certainly not in the beginning of s5 (7y time jump). Absolutely not in the end of s5 (Hiram’s bomb). Definitely not when the universes merged in s6b (and the Devil visited Riverdale). This is unquestionably the very. first. time. we are revisiting pivotal moments in a different context. #PleaseWatchTheShow!
And then there’s Jughead, the only character aware that something has gone very, very wrong. “The first episode is Jughead’s story,” Aguirre-Sacasa says. “It’s him asking, ‘What do I do with the fact that I’m the only one who remembers our lives before the comet hit?’ And that gets resolved at the end of episode 1.
Ep1!Jughead is the narrator. Got it!
"Something very, very dark happens at the end of episode 2," he teases.
Dark?! In Riverdale?! No shit! Nobody is expecting that! (1 Riverdollar says the lighting is going to by abysmal too …)
“The biggest struggle is our characters trying to live authentic individualistic lives during a time period where that was really hard to do.”
Unlike our previous seasons, where extreme poverty/homelessness, marginalization, a bunch of serial killers and the most abusive parents imaginable (often the same people as the serial killers) allowed our characters to flourish.
… does that mean Riverdale's final season might be its most tame? Perhaps "tame" is the wrong word. "It's probably, weirdly, our most grounded season," Aguirre-Sacasa says.
I think that’s code for low(er) budget but -hey!- I might be wrong!
But no matter what time period Riverdale exists in, viewers can expect there to be music.
You must be fucking kidding me. 🫠🫠🫠
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shiploverr · 1 year
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😍😍😍
Betty is his favorite character 😭
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pyrrhum · 9 months
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in the ultimate amalgamation of my interests i paired a (re)read of designations congruent with things with the partizan soundtrack on loop and it’s skyrocketed into the top five of Most Hyperspecific Experiences of All Time for me; ranking after “4 rebuilds 4 lokos 1 evening meets riverdale season 6 in a moment of serendipity” but before “taking a moment of my tour of the stanley hotel to recite my favorite passage from the shining”
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twofacedharveydent · 1 year
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On the surface, Lauren's life appears perfect, but she knows something's missing. After crossing over to the Southside one night, she meets a Serpent by the name of Sweet Pea. Their summer fling ends just as fast as it begins, but when her life takes a turn for the worst, she suddenly finds herself starting a new school year in a new school filled with gangs and a stubborn Serpent.
FFN | WP
Beneath The Surface| @missecharlotte →  Lauren Kinley & Sweet Pea
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scorpionwins · 2 years
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Summer is cruel in the Riverlands.
“No it’s not,” Polly, with her golden hair that shines enough to blind against sunlight, whips the exposed skin of Jughead’s thighs with the wooden end of her sowing tool, causing the small woman to yelp and pout. She hated the sun; Blazing smugly across her silver skin, boiling her from the inside out like stew in a chrome pot. “you’re just too soft. Now will you help me skin this for the meal?”
She doesn’t bother rebutting it; She knows it, the townspeople know it, - she reckons the Destinies know it, too. She also knows they’re probably chuckling at her expense. “But you’re doing such a good job! I wouldn’t want to ruin it. “ Jughead made sure to look away from the carcass, now pink flesh and inners opened, inviting flies to feast. The last time she even touched a knife, her stomach flipped and spilled yesterday’s dinner all over the hunter’s catch. She did not eat that night, or the moon following.
Polly sighed. “ This is why you’re still a winter bride, you know?”
Winter bride.
The worst thing to be; Husbandless or wifeless, roaming around without aim, scraping to live by themselves without hands to hold or arms to lean on. Not hated but not wanted, not shunned but judged silently. Those were the women who were too soft or too undesirable or too useless to want. Jughead thinks it’s an irony, that Nana Rose calls her lucky for surviving, that Destinies favored her, when they made her all three.
“A marriage isn’t an accomplishment, Polly.”
“Neither is being frigid, “ her friend shot back. “ And my wife is a treasure, thank you very much.”
She was; They both were. Arguably, Jughead relied on their kindness to live on, along with the protection of the towns people, making sure the girl with too much adventure in her soul and too little strength in her bones wouldn’t be back eating scraps off dead animals. There is only so much to do for her, thought. Her matching night is creeping closer. “You know I love Ethel. That’s not the problem.”
Of course she did; Ethel was very much like her, - too soft for battle, making a better watcher for children than warrior on the battlefield, and she liked assisting Jughead with teaching the children to read and write. She knew words were powerful and just as deadly as a sword. She even managed to convince Polly their little school, - a word she learned from gathering books left outside the battle spoils pile, - was just as needed as their sparring class. Ethel wasn’t as weepy as her, but she was kind, and sweet, and sharply witty, and Polly loved her very much.
“And she shares my opinion, -“
“ That’s shocking.”
“, - she SHARES my opinion that your youth won’t stay forever. And unclaimed men are drying up, Moonbeam. Archie already thought, -“
“That’s even more shocking.”
“Rude girl,” she was flicked on her forehead and she whined, like a displeased cat. “Oh, don’t act like this. What will you do when your first babe comes?” Her heart throbbed; She wasn’t a good hunter, or a decent shot, but there was no one in the village better with children than her. She was the one who watched and nurtured them while their parents went to battle, still too tiny and vulnerable to join. Motherhood should be a choice first, not an expectation. “Archie thinks with one thing and that is his fist.”
“ A powerful fist. He’s more beast than man, Jug. He could protect you.”
“When had he done anything else?”
It was Archie that found her dying in the sun when they were small, right to Nana Rose’s hut to be healed, - what did you bring me, Beastboy? and Archie who cried to her when his warrior marks were jabbed into his back, proud but painful. Archie who makes her laugh and is as kind as he is deadly, an animal no one holds down.
A perfect husband, but an even better brother.
“ OUR BEASTS ARE BACK!”
Jughead jumped, and so did Polly, knowing her hut will be filled with injured, - theirs or prisoners, and she told Jughead to stay put. She could hear it all, the familiar song of victory, voices joined in a mixture of celebration and triumph for their warriors who brought back trophies and treasures to enjoy. She wanted to see Archie, badly, but a new battle meant a new scar.
He was dancing, she could spot it from the rock bridge’s edge, laughing. War paint spilling down his beard, crimson and black, making his summer bronze eyes glow and shine. His hair was long and shaggy and messy, greasy from weeks of travel and sailing and blood, most likely, still fresh, and red gushed through his teeth as he laughed with the other men and war wives.
He was handsome, and tempting in ways all lethal things are. She knew better than to question Destinies, but their hearts were too different. Still. He waves at her, long sword flattened over his shoulder, and smiles, rising a bag of goods for her to see, and she waves back, trying no to think what happened to the owners.
The sun drowned under black skies dotted with white spots, and she was still at the bridge, flipping through her books and excluding herself from the festivities downtown.
“No welcome kiss for your handsome Warbeast?”
Jughead smiled, turning around, happy to see Archie clean of battle grime. “Shouldn’t you be telling your epic tales to Battleboys?”
“Why bother? You’ll say I’m full of horseshit anyway,” he laughed then, and clapped her on her back with little force but just enough to gasp a breath out of her. They smiled at one another, a twin relief the other was alive and well. Winter brides died quickly, and Bladebrothers fell even quicker. Archie had yet to be defeated, and she was still standing, thought. “But you should have seen them, Moonbeam. They got a taste for it, I could tell.”
“ A bad taste.”
“They’ll make good warriors,” he raised his eyebrows. “ And even better husbands.”
She groaned, and Archie did the same. “Men and wolves both have sharp teeth, Jug. One of these days one is bound to bite you, and I’d rather it be me .”
“Charming.”
“You couldn’t take any other courtship,” it was true. Even if they’d be gentle with it, she couldn’t see herself wrestling in dust, and she was too stubborn to accept prizes, and she’’d run away at the mere touch of a Red Brother, tough like a bruise or soft like a feather. “But that’s for the next moon. I got a real prize waiting in my hut. A Thornhill rose.”
Jughead’s eyes gleamed and widened. “ Jason’s sister?”
Archie laughed, and his sunset red locks shook. “Damn near bit my fingers off. She has battle in her soul. I want you to spend some time with her, help her adapt. It shouldn’t be too hard. Crazy woman all but begged me to go.” She’s heard the stories, of Penelope’s daughter, even as secluded as their island is. Penelope’s daughter, with fire in her hair.
“You stole her?!”
“I barrowed her. She’s good with a bow and arrow and Reggie can’t shoot for shit. Should make a good addition. Or meat shield, depending.” Her expression must’ve given away her feelings, because Archie was quick to sigh, wrists folded over his blade handle. “This is how war is, Juggie. We eat what we kill.”
“Fred wouldn’t have allowed it.”
A stormy anger passed through Archie’s eyes and for a moment, Jughead remembered she was speaking to the next leader. But it melted at her pout. It always did. But she quitened nonetheless, as a hand cupped her cheek. “Father made us weak. He failed us. I won’t.” Fred was peaceful and calm and the least war filled war lord she could think of. “ My fate is protecting you. If I have to do it even if you don’t want it, I will. Will you hate me, Moonbeam?”
“I could never hate you. But you’ll be the one ridiculed for having a weep bag wife. “
“ A pretty weep bag wife,” he smirked, “and anyway, who misses Fred?! Didn’t you notice, how similar you are in nagging? ‘Slow down Archie’, don’t eat raw meat Archie, leave the cow alone Archie! You’re him without the beard. It makes sense you’d be my destiny.”
But you’re not mine, she wanted to say. Instead she laughed and giggled and snorted when Archie bent her over his shoulder and ran around, screaming about his war bride, forcefully taking her to the celebrations.
Little did she know her destiny was watching from a warship, fascinated and stoic and eyes passionate with hellfire, as deadly as the serpent on their flag. “ Let’s join the party.”
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heartlikegold · 2 years
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                    ❛   oh, betty cooper! what a big heart you have!   ❜
                COMIC-BASED BETTY COOPER ♡ EST. 07.25.16 ♡ ADORED BY DANI
                                        THEHEARTOFRIVERDALE
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Hey riverdale fans. What’s going on.
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whales-are-gay · 2 years
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goddddd the entire dnd riverdale 80s backstory flashback episode was sooo good
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yourjughead · 3 months
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Begin Again
Sweet Pea X Reader Oneshot
Synopsis: Sweet Pea is longing to have you be his again after a drunken mistake he made a few years ago.
A/N: Short-ish, fluffy.
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“Pea, do we have to do this every day?”
“Only until you say yes YNN” the tall Serpent practically towered over you as he leaned across the Whyte Wyrm bar top where you polished glasses.
“SP, give it a break, you're sounding desperate” Fangs smirked at his best friends daily ritual, sliding onto a barstool next to him.
“I'm just looking for another chance is all”
“Pea one of these days I'm gonna roll my eyes so hard at you I'm gonna go blind” you gently patted his shoulder smilingly before moving down the bar to take another Serpents drink order. Jugheads birthday party getting into the full swing of things.
“You've worked so hard to get back to this place SP, are you sure you want to risk losing it all again”
“Fangs, I just know we're supposed to be more but maybe it's time to just call it” Sweet Pea watched your outline drift into the sea of Serpents as you moved from behind the bar with a tray of drinks. You had known one another for over two decades, raised in the shadow of this very bar. Partners in crime with a healthy dose of one-sided outwards pining but mutual feelings. The two of you had dated before, it crashing and burning almost two years ago.
Sweet Pea scanned the room, his gaze landing on Veronica Lodge, laughing with her Riverdale counterparts.
“Ugh I know that look” Fangs followed his glance before taking a swig from his drink.
“What?”
“That's the, let me jump on the next thing that moves and pretend it's yn because that's who I really want but can't have, look”
“Sounds like it needs a rebrand” Sweet Pea chuckled in return before pushing off the bar and strolling over to reacquaint himself with the raven haired girl boss. He squished into the booth alongside the Northsiders and began to work his magic on Veronica as you rejoined Fangs at the bar, apron and drink in hand.
“Finished for the night YNN?”
“Yeah, right on time to watch that trainwreck” you plastered a smile across your face that didn't quite reach your eyes as you took a deep drink from your glass and threw the apron around the other side of the bar.
“I know you want him back and you're scared what happened…will happen again”
“Woah Dr. Fogarty when's the daytime advice show airing?” you laughed as Fangs joined you. Fangs passed his drink from his hand to yours, taking your empty glass. You tore your eyes from the booth and landed them on Archie Andrews, back fresh from active duty. He moved through the crowd heading back to his friends from the bathroom.
“Oh god, not that look”
“What?”
“That's the, let me jump on the next thing that moves and distract myself from the deep unresolved feelings I have towards Sweet Pea, look”
“A rebrand should be considered” he laughed at you and your similarities to Sweet Pea. He considered a career in behavioural psychology as you sprung from your chair with a fresh drink and swanned over to Archie.
The night took a very drunk turn from there, for all parties involved. Dancing and drinking and shameless flirting were heavy themes of the night. You felt Archie's hands trace your hips as you both swayed to the music growing in volume. Throwing your head back laughing at whatever Archie said, his mouth quickly attached to your neck. Your surprise turned to rising pleasure and then very quickly to shock as the red head was suddenly pulled back from you.
“Hey!”
“Hey yourself Andrews!” Sweet Pea stepped between the both of you, pushing Archie backwards by the chest.
“Sweet Pea leave it” you tried to pull him by the shoulder back only to have him shrug you off and whip around back to you.
“You're being stupid YN” you scoffed at him as Archie began to give out again. Sweet Pea whirled around, his bare fist meeting the side of Archie's jaw. Fangs launched himself from the bar, Jughead following suit, attempting to separate the two of them as they began to brawl. Your head started to swirl from the alcohol, fed up with the boys in front of you, you separated from them, and out the door.
You made it a little way along the road up from the bar as Sweet Peas drunken gait met you.
“YN, where are you going!?”
“Away from you!” You shouted back, matching his tone. He reached you quickly, catching your wrist and turning you to face him.
“Let go of me!”
“YN when are we going to stop pretending you don't still have feelings for me!” His wild eyes searched yours for answers, wishing to not hear what you said next.
“When are you going to stop pretending you didn't hurt me!” You snatched back your wrist and stomped in the direction of home again.
“YN, that was a mistake, a stupid, drunken mistake, she didn't mean anything to me-”
“-then why'd you do it?” You suddenly turned again, bumping into his chest. The street lights cut through the night as you bite back alcohol induced tears.
“I… I don't have any excuses. I've said I'm sorry but I'll say it again, I'll never stop saying it. I made out with that girl. I did and I have never not regretted it, I'm sorry” you looked into his genuine eyes as they dampened with tears. He caught hold of your shoulders and stepped in closer.
“YN, I am sorry. I'm so sorry. I know I said I'd be happy to have you in my life even just as a friend, that I'd make peace with whatever scraps you'd give me but….I need you. I need you to be mine again and I need you to need me” he gulped at the end of his confession and then leaned in to meet your lips. A flush of memories enveloped both of you, warm and comforting, familiar and pure. You separated again, dismay painting your face but not as much as Sweet Pea’s when the palm of your hand sailed across his face.
“That…That was for drunkenly kissing that girl the first night we went long distance” you then shoved him backwards, tears now streaming down your face as you gritted out “That…that was for once again getting behind the walls I built to keep you away” you grabbed the collar of his shirt then, hauling him back to you again. He went willingly, too dumbfounded to put up a fight. You pulled him down to meet your lips again prior to pushing him back, still holding his collar.
“And that…that was for making me want to try again” he gently lowered down your hands, keeping them in his. You rested your head off his chest, he dropped your hands and draped his arms over you, pulling you in. You both stood there for a long time in the glow of the street lights above you.
“Fangs owes me 100$”
“Why?” you laughed into him, reaching for his hand and pulling him into a walk again, not really sure what direction you were heading in.
“He said I'd never wear you down again, bet 100$ two years ago when we started being friends again”
“You owe me half of that” you smiled.
“I owe you everything
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north-park · 7 months
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SOUTH PARK: New Exclusive Event | Coming Oct. 27th, 2023
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THERE IS NO FUCKING WAY I WAS THINK RIGHT TODAY "man i wish there was a SP parody live action movie where everything is Riverdale-esque and sterotypically "woke" as hell and Kyle is played by a black dude" AND TREY AND MATT DELIVERED EXACTLY WHAT I WANTED THIS IS EVERYTHING I WANTED
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lodgejonesspecs · 10 months
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Riverdale EXCLUSIVE CLIP - "A Different Kind of Cat" - Jughead - Cole Sp...
THIS IS THE CUTEST THING EVER! Jughead created a comic book character based on the woman of his dreams-- Veronica Lodge! 
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scorpionwins · 2 years
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SO i binge watched vol. 3 of Love, Death, and Robots and I’m kind of...Underwhelmed of it? But the show itself is amazing. Particularly, I’m so very in LOVE with Sonny’s Edge from vol. 1. You could make an entire show just going off on that episode. The worldbuilding, the characters, the themes, it’s all kinds of amazing. 
But this IS a riverdale blog, so as you probably figured out, I’m going in the AU direction with this. For those not familiar with the show, or premise, Sonny’s Edge tells the story of a woman who engages in underground fighting through a digital symbiotic bond with her “beastie”, aka a monster that, in my own opinion, resembles mini kaiju. It’s unclear if they’re organic based or robotic avatars, but from what I’ve seen, they’re living beings with cyborgorganic physiology. 
I won’t reveal too much in case anyone wants to watch it, but the bottom line is, it is super super captivating. I can easily see Betty as Sonny, - someone who puts her own principles and morals above any crooked pay. Plus, Sonny’s story is so dark and interesting and I can easily re discover Betty in it. 
But. This is also a Jugpea blog, so without much surprise; I headcanon that these matches pay really nicely, but they’re mostly carried on by lower classes who fight for the entertainment of the rich. Sweet Pea is naturally good at it, and he’s fairly popular as well. I like the image of Archie being incompatible with any beastie because of his unstable temper, so he resigns as manager instead. 
Menager for who? Why, for Jug who doesn’t want to participate in this because he loves beasties and wants to be a wordsmith, of course!
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themultifandomgal · 2 years
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Hi! Can I please send a request where Sweet Pea and YN start off as enemies but it’s all miss communication because SP thinks YN is just another Northsider and YN things SP is a little scary (like the serpents scare her) can they meet when the serpents first arrive at the school. thank you
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Hey. I hope this is ok
Sweet Pea- Rumours Pt1
Today is the day the Southsiders arrive at Riverdale High. I walk into school seeing Veronica and Archie setting up a welcome table
"Hey YN, you coming to help out settle Jughead and the others?" Veronica smiles
"You mean the people who fought Archie and the Bulldogs? yeah I'll pass"
"Archie did point a gun in their face to be fair" Betty comments walking over with Josie and Kevin when the doors bust open, I turn around and see a sea of leather jackets, straight away my eyes fix on the tall Serpent taking the lead of the group. Forgetting that I was going to walk off before they arrived I am now stood behind the desk with Veronica and the others
"Friends. On behalf of the students and faculty here at Riverdale High welcome to your new school. To ease this transition I've set up a registration desk where you can get your locker assignments, class schedules and a list of sports and extracurriculars. We encourage each and everyone of you to drink deeply from the cup that is fair riverdale"
"Stand down Eva Peron" I turn hearing Cheryl's voice who is walking down the stairs with Reggie by her side and the other cheerleaders and Bulldogs behind them
"Theres the school spirt I so fondly remember" Jughead says. Cheryl and the others walk towards us
"Cheryl" Veronica folds her arms "no one invited fascists barbie to the party"
"Wrong Veronica. No one invited Southside scum to our school. Listen up ragamuffins. I will not allow Riverdale's Highs above average GPA to suffer because of classrooms overcrowded with underachievers so please find some other school to debase with your hardscrabble ways"
"You wanna come over here and say that to my face?" a girl with pink in her hair moves forward clearly irritated by Cheryl
"Happily queen of the buskers" Cheryl steps closer
"Ok guys. Everyone" Archie gets in the middle of Cheryl and the pink hair girl "can we just put our Northside Southside differences apart and start over? A new slate"
"You don't speak for the bulldogs. And need I remind you these greaser snakes showed up at your place to kick your ass" Reggie comes forward to stand next to me "YN don't get mixed up with this lot. Your too innocent" I roll my eyes at Reggie
"Time to finish what we started" the tall boy walks forward angrily. Jughead stops him by holding his shoulder
"I am so over the toxic masculinity in this hallway right now"
"Alright. Enough pomp and circumstance. Everyone let's get to class. Now" I hear Principal Weatherbee. He walks over to us and waves us away to our classes.
My first class of the day is English. As I wait for class to start, in walks the girl with pink in her hair and the tall guy
"Please find an empty seat" our teacher tells the two. The pink hair girl walks over to the table in front of me when Betty is sitting, while the tall guy huffs and sits next to me. I sigh shifting uncomfortably
"Another entitled princess" I choose to ignore him, thankfully class starts almost immediately after.
Finally after a few classes it's time for lunch. I sit down in the student lounge next to Kevin awkwardly looking between 3 of the Serpents. Veronica walks over breaking the ice
"I don't think we've properly met. Veronica Lodge" she extends a hand to girl
"From the park avenue Lodges" Jug says while eating a bag of chips
"Toni Topaz" the girl Toni shakes Veronicas hand
"Oh. Like the purple coloured gem stone. Love it" Veronica smiles
"I'm Kevin, this is YN" Kevin nods towards me then looks at a boy who's eating twizlers "what's your name?" Kevin nods towards him
"Fogarty or you can call me Fangs. Your last names Keller right?"
"Yeah how did you know that?"
"Joaquin and I used to hang out. He used to talk about you all the time. This is Sweet Pea" I scoff at names
"Got a problem Princess?" Sweet Pea leans forward
"What no, sorry" I quickly reply "it's just your names are just... I'm gonna shut up sorry" I look down.
Later that day Reggie makes it seem that the Serpents have spray painted the floor. Finally it's the end of the day and time for my shift at pops.
The bell rings signalling that someone has just walked in. I look up and see the three Serpents walking in and taking a booth. I grab my pen and paper and make my way over to the group
"Hi welcome to Pops, I'm YN and I'll be your waitress today. If you need anything don't hesitate to ask" I give a little smile to the group. Toni smiles back at me
"Hey, your in my English class right?"
"Yeah I am"
"You sit next to Sweet Pea don't you?" Toni nudges the tall Serpent who grunts in responses not looking at me
"Anyway what can I get you guys?"
"One strawberry milkshake, one chocolate and one vanilla please" Toni asks
"Of course, any food?"
"No that's it thank you" I give Toni another smile and walk to the kitchen handing Pops the order.
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mipwrites · 4 months
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WIP GAME
Honored to be included in @emeralddoeadeer tags for this. These are so lame in comparison to yours but I hope a few are fun enough 😅
Rules: In a new post, post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them and then post a little snippet of it or tell them something about it and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
outerbanks snip
Riverdale - SP /23/
The Fault - Confessions 2.0
meme girls
ACOSAS (1-47)
Chapter Three - Pre-Dream Condition
ACOSAF (1-8)
TnWf (1-19)
Shrike - Chapter One 2.0
BaF Snippet - E&S
BaF Snippet - E&S 2.1
Sermon - Chapter Eleven
I took the ones in my "Desktop Projects" folder because I don't actually have a WIP folder! All of my projects go into the "Stories" folder or "Desktop Projects" lol. If I'm working on it in the moment, I put it in "Desktop Projects" and once its finished (and/or I run out of creative motive for it lol), it goes into it's own folder in the "Stories" folder.
I don't think I have as many mutuals as I have WIPs who haven't already been tagged, but here goes!
@clare-with-no-i @noneedforbloodpressure @acourtofwhatthefuck @sunshinemarauder @isahorcrux
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