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Sweet Pea x Fem!Reader 

Word count: 662

Warnings: Nothing I think!

Y/N: Your Name 

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Sweet Pea woke e up early to go on a run. It was way too early for me, but Sweets insisted that he had to get back into shape for basketball. I didn’t understand why he asked me to come, but I love spending time with him… Okay it was really those damn puppy eyes he gave me, how could I say no!? I quickly threw on some black yoga pants and an old gray tank top. I put my hair up in a ponytail and threw on my only pair of running shoes. At least if I trip I’ll look good. 

“Babe, you ready?” Sweets called from the other room.

“Give me a sec!” I called back. I quickly ran through my mental list, triple checking that I didn’t forget anything. Once I was sure I was good I rush out to sweets and tripped over the kitchen chair. Everything felt like it was going in slow motion. Sweets eyes widened as he saw me coming closer to the floor of our trailer. 

“Oh shit!” He said. I swear his voice came out slow and deep, but it was most definitely my mind fucking with me. My eyes widened as I watched the floor coming closer and closer. I screamed, which was causing a ringing in my ears and probably Pea’s too. I threw my hands out to protect myself as best I could, but it’s in vain as my face smacks against the floor. 

“Are you okay?” Sweets asked as he knelt next to me. 

“Fuck that hurt.” I groaned as I sat up. 

“Well at least you didn’t break anything.” He said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes as he helped me up. 

“Think you can still go on the run with me?” He asked and I narrowed my eyes at him. 

“I’m a big girl, Pea, I can handle a little fall.” I said and he chuckled. 

“Whatever you say, babe.” He said as he made his way out the door. God please let him go easy with me here… 

I should have known that Sweet Pea of all people wouldn’t go easy on his girlfriend who isn’t used to running unless it for the gang! It’s been twenty minutes since we started running and my breathing was already getting heavy. I was falling behind Sweets, who didn’t seem too fazed by the running. He would occasionally glance behind him and slow down, but he was still in front of me. I was fine when we started, keeping a good pace next to Sweets, but after ten minutes I started feeling the burning in my legs and lungs. 

I will admit though, the view of Sweets from behind was a good sight to see. That’s when I got the brilliant idea. If Sweets wanted to get in shape for basketball I would gladly help him. Using the last of my strength and the burst of energy I somehow managed to get and pushed myself to pick up the pace. Slowly, I began to catch up to him. I was panting heavily as a result from straining my body. 

“Hey, Y/N, are you-ugh!” He groaned as I jumped on his back. He lost his footing for a moment, but managed to catch himself. 

“What the hell!?” He growled. 

“I’m tired from running and you wanted train for basketball.” I said, leaning my head on his shoulder and pecked his cheek. He rolled his eyes, but pulled me so I was higher on his back. 

“Whatever… At least you can’t fucking trip and kill yourself” He said. He started running again. I happily rest my head on Sweets shoulder as he continued his workout. With his rhythmic running and how early he had woken me up, plus the exhaustion from running, I found myself drifting off to sleep on Sweet’s back. This may not have been his idea of a work out, but this was my perfect workout. 

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Request: Yes / No HI THERE! So, since your request seem to be open, could I PRETTY PLEASE get a second part to your Jughead x reader “Best of Friends” where reader and Juggy finally become a couple?? THANKS IF YOU CAN, NO PROB IF YOU CAN’T!! @lil-writer-523​

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Jughead Jones x Fem!Reader 

Word count: 1178

Warnings: Just fluff! 

Y/N: Your Name 

Y/N/N: Your Nickname

Y/L/N: Your Last Name

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Part 1

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True to his word, Jughead kept his eye on me like a hawk. He also made sure Cheryl wouldn’t bother me at all. He was around me just like before Cheryl joined the picture. We spent just about all our time together and it only made my crush on him grow. It honestly hurt more than when he was with Cheryl and she was saying all those things about me. Having him around all the time, but he had no idea that I was completely in love with him… 

One night I was watching T.V. and Juggie was out with Archie. It felt nice to have some time to just myself, but I still couldn’t help thinking of Jughead. He completely owned my heart and mind, yet had no possible idea. I sighed and snuggled into the blankets. I shook my head and focused on the show that was playing. After an hour I had finally gotten my mind off Jug. There was a knock on my door and I looked at it confused. Who the hell was showing up at my place at seven? I got up and opened the door and my eyes widened. 

“Jug? What are you doing here? I thought you were hanging with Archie?” I asked. 

“He had to do something else, so get dressed in something nice, I’ll be back in twenty minutes to pick you up.” He said with a smile. 

“Would you like to tell me what we’re doing or…?” I asked and he shook his head. 

“Nope, just get dressed.” He said and walked off. I blinked a few times and sighed. 

“I don’t think I’ll ever understand that boy.” I said and shut the door. I walked into my room and looked through my closet. We’re probably just going to Pop’s, so probably just nice casual. I shrugged and pulled out a black dress with a built in corset around the middle, fishnet stockings with little hearts on them, black heel boots, and a black choker with a black heart on it. I did a simple black smokey eye and put on a nude lip. 

Just as I finished putting my make-up on there was another knock on my front door. I got up and opened the door to find Juggie in a suit, but still with his beanie on. He smiled and pulled out a rose from behind his back. My eyes widened and I smiled at him. 

“You look great, Y/N/N.” He said and I blushed slightly. 

“Thanks, you looked pretty great yourself, Juggie.” I said. I took the rose from him and placed it on the table next to me. 

“Let’s go.” He said, offering me his hand. I gladly took it and he led me to his Dad’s truck. He helped me inside and ran around to the driver’s side. He started the car and we were off to what I’m assuming is Pop’s. We were jamming along to the music that he put on and it was a great time, way better than just sitting at home. I wasn’t super paying attention to where we were heading, but when I looked out the window I saw ‘You are now leaving Riverdale. Come back soon!’ I furrowed my brow and looked over at Jug. 

“Where are we going?” I asked. 

“To dinner.” He answered with a smirk. 

“Well, we clearly aren’t going to Pop’s, so where are we going?” I asked. 

“Don’t worry.” He said and I was even more confused. It took us another fifteen minutes of driving and we were pulling up to a nice looking restaurant. I looked over at Jughead and he was still smiling brightly. 

“What are we doing here?” I asked in shock. 

“We’re having dinner, Y/N/N.” He said, shaking his head, but his smile never left his face. 

“Okay, but this place is like really nice and expensive, so how exactly are we paying for this?” I asked. 

“Don’t worry about that, it’s on me.” He said and I just blinked at him. He got out of the truck and walked over to my side. He opened the door and helped me out. He led me inside and the hostess looked at us with a disgusted look. 

“We’re here for Jones.” He said and the hostess then turned to smile. 

“Of course! Right this way!” She said and led us to the back of the restaurant. Jughead pulled me along with him and we were led to a room in the back. It was a private room and my eyes widened. There were two booths on either side of a small table with rose petals and champagne next to the seat. 

The hostess sat us and left us with the menus. I was in complete shock as I looked over at Jughead. 

“What the hell is all this Jug?” I asked. 

“Like I’ve told you, this is dinner.” He said and I rolled my eyes. 

“Juggie! You know what I mean, this is crazy!” I said and he chuckled. 

“Don’t worry about it, Y/N/N, I said this is on me.” He said and I shook my head. 

“This is way too much, Juggie! How can you even afford it?” I asked. Jughead sighed and put his menu down. 

“Okay, fine, you want the truth?” He asked and I nodded. 

“Fine, I actually got this because of Cheryl.” He said and my eyes widened. 

“You what?” I asked and he sighed. 

“Look, after I talked to Cheryl about you she kind of made me realize that I have feelings for you and she actually felt bad about all the shit she said to you and wanted to help me make it up to you.” He said and my eyes widened more. 

“Cheryl felt bad?” I asked shocked. 

“Yeah, she actually did.” He chuckled. 

“She got us reservations at this restaurant and told me that I better make this the best first date of your life.” He said and I blushed. 

“F-First date?” I asked and he gently grabbed my hand. 

“If you’re alright with that.” He said and I smiled. 

“I would love that Juggie.” I said and he smiled brightly. 

“Y/N Y/L/N, will you do me the honor of being my girlfriend?” He asked and I giggled. 

“It would be my pleasure, Jughead Jones the third.” I said and he laughed. 

“Ya know, Cheryl said you’ve had a crush on me for years.” He said, picking up the menu again and I blushed bright red. 

“Um… yeah…” I awkwardly giggled as I picked up my own menu. 

“So it’s true?” He asked with a raised brow. 

“Uh, yeah… it is.” I giggled. Jughead gently grabbed my hand and kissed the back of it. 

“Should have said something sooner.” He said and I bit my lip and blushed. 

“Yeah, I guess I should have.” I said with a smile. Never thought I would be thanking Cheryl Blossom, yet here we are. The best first date of my life!

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Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

More to come

Request: Yes / No Can you do a Fp x daughter reader pls, mabey he finds out she being bullied. And can you make her younger than jughead? If you could I that would be amazing. ❤️❤️ Anon Fp x daughter reader finding out she’s being bullied and him, jughead and the others serpents reactions pls @meyocoko​

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FP Jones x Daughter!Reader 

Jughead Jones x Sister!Reader

Word count: 1687

Warnings: Bullying! 

Y/N: Your Name 

Y/N/N: Your Nickname

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Middle school sucked and I couldn’t wait till I got to high school next year! Not only would I be with my older brother, but I would also be going to school on the Northside! Juggie always told me it was better over there, now that the North and Southside made up. Meanwhile in the Southside Middle school, I was stuck getting bullied by the stupid Ghoulies! My Dad and brother didn’t know anything about that. I faked a smile every time I came home, but all I felt was broken… I hated myself everyday for walking pretending to be a happy girl who didn’t care about the comments. I know that I should tell Juggie or my Dad, but I knew they would be super over protective. They would probably start a whole war that none of the Serpents were ready for. We were still healing and I wasn’t about to be the reason we went extinct. Just one more year and then I’d be free of the Ghoulies! 

“Watch it bitch!” One of the Ghoulies said as he deliberately knocked into my shoulder. 

“Yeah, no one wants whatever STDs you have from fucking all your little snake friend, whore!” One of his friends laughed. 

“Why the hell are you even still alive?” Another asked. 

“Yeah, no one would miss you if you fucked off the face of the earth.” The one that knocked into me laughed. I felt tears brim my eyes, but I tried to blink them away before they noticed. One of them grabbed my arm and shoved me to the ground, making my books and supplies go flying around me onto the floor. 

“You’re fucking pathetic!” One laughed and I felt a tear slip from my eye. One of them kicked me and I groaned in pain. The group of boys started hitting me and I covered my face so I wouldn’t have to try and hide any bruises. I was laying on the ground, helpless to fight off the group of slightly older Ghoulies. 

“That’s enough! Get away from her!” A teacher shouted and the group went running down the hall. I slowly sat up and started gathering my things before the bell rang and I would be late to class. I saw someone kneel next to me and started helping me gather my things, it was one of the only teachers that cared. 

“Are you alright, Y/N?” Mrs. Everheart asked and I nodded. 

“I-I’m fine… thank you…” I whispered and hid my face behind my hair. 

“Are you sure? You’ve got a few bruises and I can see your lip is cut. Why don’t I take you down to the nurse and we can-” 

“No thank you… I said I was fine. Thank you for helping me gather my stuff.” I said standing up and hissed in pain. 

“Y/N, I really think you should go see the nurse, what if-” 

“No thank you… I need to get to class.” I said and rushed off before she could say anything more. I tried my best to avoid any more Ghoulies for the rest of the day, but of course there was at least one in all of my classes. Luckily I didn’t get jumped or beaten again. All they did was sling horrible comments at me. As soon as the last bell rang I rushed out of the school and quickly started my walk home.

Once I crossed the border to the Northside I slowed down a bit. I quietly hummed to myself as I made my way back to Ten City and had a small smile on my face. I was happy it was Friday and I wouldn’t have to deal with the Ghoulies again until Monday. Two days without seeing them was always the best part of the week. I was half way home when I heard a motorcycle driving up to me. 

“Y/N/N!” Juggie called and I turned to see my brother putting up the kickstand of his bike as he straddled it. 

“Jug? What are you doing here?” I asked, confused since he would usually be with Betty and his friends by now. 

“Dad asked me to pick you up, but when I got there you had already left. Come on, Dad said he had something important to talk to you about.” He said and pulled out my helmet from the back of his bike. My heart clenched a bit, but I tried my best not to let it show. I took the helmet from Jug and hopped on the back of the bike. I wrapped my arms around my brother and held on tightly. He smiled at me and then looked ahead of him, taking off to Tent City.

When Jug finally stopped the bike we hopped off and put the helmets away. Jughead went in first and I followed, closing the door behind me. We saw our Dad sitting on the couch, staring at the T.V. but it was clear he wasn’t actually watching it. 

“Dad, we’re back.” Jug said, going immediately to the kitchen. He looked over at us and he narrowed his eyes at me. 

“What happened to your lip, Bug?” Dad asked and my eyes widened slightly. 

“Oh I got hit in the face with a ball during gym. My friends were messing around a little too much.” I laughed, but his face told me he wasn’t buying it. 

“Oh really? Then why did I get a call from one of your teachers telling me that a bunch of fucking Ghoulies were beating you up?” He asked with a slight growl. My face drained of it’s color and I gulped. 

“Whoa what?” Jug asked, joining in on the conversation. I stared at my Dad with wide eyes and gently bit my lip. 

“Tell me the truth, Y/N. What happened to your lip?” He asked again and I hid my face with my hair. 

“It was just some Ghoulies messing with me… it’s nothing to worry about.” I said. 

“You’re lying to me again! Your damn teacher told me she’s seen you with bruises that you most certainly didn’t have before you went to her class. She said she’s heard the Ghoulie kids talking shit about and to you. So I’ll give you one more chance… what the hell happened to your damn lip?” He asked, clearly annoyed. 

“Chill Dad… Y/N/N, is this true? Are the Ghoulies bothering you at school?” Jug asked, softer than Dad, but you could hear his anger hidden behind his words. I felt a few tears slip down my cheeks and shook my head. 

“It’s n-nothing, I can handle it.” I said, mentally curing myself for my voice breaking. 

“Bull! I’m gonna go give those good for nothing Ghoulies a piece of my mind! How dare they even think of messing with my daughter!” Dad shouted and I flinched slightly. 

“Dad!” Jug shouted at him and he looked over at me. I was still hiding behind my hair, but I couldn’t hold back the sniffles and small whimpers. Jughead pulled me into him and held me tightly. 

“Hey, there’s no reason to cry, Bug. We’re not gonna let them touch you again.” He said and I shook my head. 

“No! You two can’t do anything!” I cried and they looked at me confused and concerned. 

“Y/N, we’re not gonna just let you get hurt at school.” Dad said and I shook my head again. 

“If you two do something then the Ghoulies will only get worse and then the rest of the Serpents will get pissed and there will be a whole ‘nother war that the Serpents most definitely won’t come back from! I’m not gonna be the reason our gang goes extinct!” I cried harder and held on tightly to my brother. 

“Honey, we can’t just pretend we don’t know anythin’… What kind of Father would I be if I just let you keep gettin’ hurt at that damn school?” He asked and I sighed. 

“Daddy, I can handle it. Once middle school is over I won’t have to deal with it anymore! Besides, I’ve already been dealin’ with it for a year.” I said and their eyes widened. 

“What!?” They both shouted and I blushed and looked at the floor. 

“You’ve been getting hurt by those Ghoulie scum for a year and didn’t say anythin’?” Dad asked, clearly pissed that I’ve been hiding this from him longer than he thought. 

“You should have told us.” Jughead said, disappointment clear in his voice. 

“That’s it, you’re not steppin’ a damn foot in the school again. I’m getting you in that Northside Middle School.” He said, picking up the phone and walking into his room. 

“You really think he’ll get me into the Northside school?” I asked and my brother smiled down at me. 

“You’re smart, I’m sure he’ll get you in somehow. I mean, he wanted you to go there originally anyway.” He said, got back into the kitchen to get a snack. 

“Really? Why didn’t he?” I asked. 

“He didn’t want to take you away from your friends. I’m sure he’s gonna give them a lecture for not looking after you. Serpents protect their own after all.” He answered and I sighed. 

“They didn’t know either. I hid it from everyone.” I said and he raised a brow at me. 

“Your friends really never saw them bothering you?” He asked and I shook my head. The Ghoulies were smart enough to do it when it was just them around, I just decided to never tell any of the Serpents because I really don’t want us to try and fight them again… we’re still healing, Juggie.” I sighed and he did as well. 

“I know, Bug, but you can’t just keep something like this to yourself… you gotta tell someone.” He said and kissed my head. 

“I know… I’m sorry Juggie…” I said and he shook his head with a smile. 

“Don’t apologize, just don’t do something so stupid again.” He said. 

“Hey!” I said and he laughed.

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Request: Yes / No  Hi, I hope you’re doing well. If its not much trouble, can I please request fluff prompt 3 and 5 with smut prompts 10 and 12 with Hermione Lodge and younger (like mid twenties) fem s/o? Anon

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Hermione Lodge x Fem!Reader 

Word count: 1208

Warnings: SMUT!

Y/N: Your Name 

Prompt(s): “You’re my perfect match.”, “You look so beautiful tied up to my bed.”,  “Say my name.”  “Louder!”, “The way you smile like that always turns me on.”

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Hermione was always pushing me to try new things, but I was always scared to try them. She was so much more experienced than I was, but I trusted her. See, I was a good girl, didn’t drink or do drugs, didn’t adventure past vanilla sex, and Hermione accepted that… Or so I thought. 

“Come here, Y/N!” Hermione called from her bedroom. I was visiting while I was home from college. I wandered into her room and sat on her four-poster bed and grabbed a pillow. 

“I want to read you a story.” She said and I looked at her confused. 

“What kind of story?” I asked and she smiled. 

“This is what I would like to do to you.” She answered. 

“Okay… I’m listening.” I said while I got comfortable. 

“Merilyn was a horny little slut…” She bagan. I noticed her voice changed as she read to me. She sounded so sexy as she went on, telling me the story of Merilyn. 

“Merilyn was a good girl, but she wanted to be bad. She just needed someone to be bad with. She hadn’t met the right man or woman yet, which was what she was really waiting for. She hadn’t really been looking too hard when she found her. She was older and worked at the small office she had been temping at. Her assignment was nearing its end and she wondered what she should do to get her to notice her…” She went on with the story and it was making me so wet. Hearing the way Kate tied Merilyn up, spanked her, teased her, make her cum… it was driving me crazy! I was smiling and felt my pussy gushing with lust. 

“The way you smile like that always turns me on.” She said, pausing the story. 

“Please, I can’t take anymore…” I said. 

“Are you ready for me to tie you up now?” She asked. She had been asking for months and I would always say now, but this story had gotten me so horny and I needed more than I usually did. 

“Yes! Please tie me up and use me!” I heard myself say and I blushed. 

“Take your clothes off and lay on the bed. I did as she asked and laid back on the bed, my limbs spread out for her to tie down. I was honestly a bit scared, but I trusted my girlfriend. 

“Here we go, baby.” She said. She expertly tied me to the four posts on our bed. She knew what she was doing. She must have tied up other women before me. I had been too afraid, but now I was just horny. 

“You look so beautiful tied up to my bed.” She said as I surrendered my body to her. She crawled on the bed between my legs and admired my pussy. Hermione started licking my pussy, making me squirm. She worked my clit with his tongue and her fingers went inside of me. She put pressure on my g-spot they way she knew made me cum the fastest. I tried to wriggle away, but found I was tied so tightly that I wasn’t able to go anywhere. I realized that I really was at Hermione’s mercy. I thought I would hate it, but it was only making me cum hard. My pussy was squirting all over the place! 

“Oh my God! I’m sorry, I’m ruining the bed!” I said. 

“Don’t be sorry, this is the sexiest you’ve ever been. Although, I could punish you for making a mess. Would you like that my naughty little girl?” Hermione’s eyes were blown out with lust and I knew she was turned on in a way he’s never been with me. 

“Yes! Punish me!” I begged. 

“Bad little girl.” She smirked. 

“Before we really start, what would you like the safe word to be?” She asked. 

“Um… how about pink?” I asked and she smiled. 

“Perfect, now… let’s get back to you being a bad girl. You’re gonna have to be punished for cumming all over the comforter.” She said. She lifted me up and gave my pussy and ass a few playful spanks with the small paddle that she apparently had at the ready. She didn’t spank me too hard. 

“Harder… please?” I begged and she smirked. 

“You naughty little slut!” She said. The smacks from the paddle hit my pussy first and then she lifted me up a bit and got my ass as well. I was screaming as the punishment went on. 

“No! Please!” I screamed, but by now she could tell that I wanted this. She climbed on top of me and grabbed something and put it around my neck. 

“This is your new collar, I got it just for you. Now you can be mine forever.” She said. 

“You’re collaring me?” I asked in shock. I had heard of things like this, but I wasn’t really sure of their significance. I was pretty sure it was a good thing and so I let her collar me. 

“You’re now my little slut.” She said and I smiled, but bit my lip. 

“Who do you belong to?” She asked, as she put her double ended strap-on on. 

“You.” I said, but received a light slap on my pussy. 

“Say my name.” She growled. 

“Hermione.” I said, but received a slightly harder slap.

“Louder!” She ordered. 

“Hermione!” I said louder and she smirked. She crawled back on top of me and kissed me. I felt her hard cock push inside me. 

“Good girl.” She said and gripped my collar as she fucked me, pulling it so it choked me. I felt so used and the thought of being her personal slut and taking her abuse was too much for me. I came hard, my pussy squirting all over the bed and the both of us. She didn’t stop. She grabbed the collar and pulled it, choking me more as she fucked me. 

“I’m going to cum all over that slutty little face of yours!” She moaned, pulling her strap-on from me and moved to my face. I realized I couldn’t stop her. I couldn’t do anything. I was completely at her mercy. She pushed her pussy onto my face and started riding me. I licked her like it was my last meal and moaned at her sweet taste. She moaned and started suffocating me with her pussy. The warmth of her cum as it squirted all over my face shocked me. No one had ever cum on my face like this before. I was surprised at how it felt. I felt dirty and used, but also accomplished. Now I was like Merilyn! 

Hermione climbed off me and kissed me deeply. She untied me and laid on the bed next to me. She pulled me into her and gently stroked my hair. She was whispering sweet nothings in my ear as we both calmed down from our highs. 

“You’re my perfect match.” She whispered and my heart skipped a beat. 

“You’re my perfect match.” I said with a smile and she kissed me. 

“Such a good girl.” She said and cuddled me until we had to get up a go on with our daily lives.

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Summary:  two new blonds enter the picture and the plot continues. Sorry this isn’t plot more of me getting back into wrighting.

autor’s note: sorry it took so long for me to post the new chapter. let me know what you think.

part 1-part 2-part 3-part 4- part 5-part 6

Of all the people Fury could have sent to accompany Wanda, Maria, Val, Pepper. No, it had to be Carol. Now was probably the time to get nervous cause if Carol knew, so would your mom. Those two had no secrets for each other, and Carol was kind of sap if it came to your mom.

More than once, you had found them in a compromising position. You had also seen more of both women than you would ever want from parental figures.

On the other hand, you also knew that Carol would be the most lenient with you when she heard the whole story. You did, however, play the role of the scolded teenager like everybody else would do if they were called to the principal. So you avoided eye contact when she tried to make it.

People looking in on the scene saw a parent picking up their kid.

When she stopped right in front of you, you only saw the black of her combat boots. You looked up at her from under your lashes, hoping to gain some leverage over her. Carol was much softer to you than your mother, and you could get away with way more than with your mother. The look in her eyes told you something different.

Instead of the bright blue eyes, you were met by a cold stare. Is this what she looked like for rookies who started at shield?

“I am very disappointed in you (Y/N). Maybe Natasha and I have been too lenient with you and letting you live here alone. You just wait until your mother hears of this.” Carol says in her most severe Captain Danvers voice. Okay, now you definitely felled like those recruits on their first day.

“come on!” without another word, Carol turns on her heels and walks away. You follow three paces behind her with your eyes glued to the ground. When you walk through the hall, you have the feeling like everybody is watching you. Mor, like everybody, is watching Carol and her aura those screams badass.

People seemed to have gathered outside, but for a whole different reason. Everybody seemed to have swarmed around Carol’s restored vintage mustang. The car was a gift from you to Carol a couple of years ago when she and your mom ‘official’ came together.

Carol walks over to Wanda, who stood just outside the swarm of people, for a quick conversation. This allows Cheryl to lunge herself at you. The last the redhead had seen of you was when you were led to the principal’s office, and then a stoic looking blond had walked into the school. For some reason, the blond screamed military, and for some reason, that explained a whole lot of things about you.

“are you okay? Are you hurt in any way? What happened?” Cheryl’s questions are being fired at you in quick succession that it almost feels like she is rambling.

“I’m okay, Red. They gave me a two-week suspension and called one of my moms.” You explain that you might as well uphold the lie if your mom was coming home, and it would be suspicious otherwise. Even with that, Cheryl didn’t seem keen on letting go, and you might have taken advantage to get some more hugs. You would have to miss her for at least a week.

“Also, I’m going to be gone for a while. Some trouble at home that needs my attention.” That information makes Cheryl let go of you and stares at you in disbelief, and even what looked like a pout.

“how long?” her question wasn’t anything more than a whisper, and she sounded so small.

“not longer than a week, I promise. In the meantime, Wanda will drive you to school, and if home becomes too much, know you are always welcome at mine even if I’m not there.” You reassure her while pulling her into another hug, giving her temple a little peck. After that, you tear yourself away from her and walk toward Carol. Who is fighting not to let her stoic masker crack. On the way, you make eye contact with Wanda, who gives you an understanding not.

With a heavy sigh, you sink into the passenger seat of Carol’s car, making a point of not looking at your classmates. Part is keeping up appearances, and interest is not wanting to look at Cheryl’s heartbroken face. It has never been so hard to leave on a mission in the past.

Getting two weeks from the drama that was Riverdale high seems like a relief but having to leave Cheryl behind seemed like torture in your mind,

Carol seemed to pick up on your mood halfway toward the house, and she had to admit you looked kind of like her when Natasha was away on a mission, even if anybody who would point it out would get a fist to the gut.

“Hey, kid, come up. It’s not like you leave her forever, and when your mom is back, you can introduce her to your little girlfriend.” Carol teases, seeing the blush appear on your cheeks. It was good to see you act like a normal teenager. Sometimes people forget you were still that, a kid trying to figure out who they are. So it was refreshing to see you, crush over a pretty girl.

“sheisntmygirlfriend.” You mumble under your breath, turning even redder.

“what was that? I didn’t quite hear that.” Carol teases, nudging you with her shoulder.

“she isn’t my girlfriend.” You repeat a little louder.

“yet.” Carol counters.

You were tapping your finger on the steering wheel as you waited. 'Sweet American Pie’ playing in the background. When Carol gave you the location of your mom’s extraction, you had hoped it would be a little more remote, and instead, it was in some dark alley that smelled of fish.

Luckily for you, you didn’t have to wait long. The moment the door handle moved, you had your gun from under your seat and pointed at whoever opened it. Blond hair moved as they aimed their own gun at you?

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summary:Wanda and Cheryl bound as well as you getting into trouble at shcool.

autor’s note: sorry it took so long for me to post the new chapter. let me know what you think.

Part 6 of  Supersoldier meet Riverdale

part 1-part 2-part 3-part 4- part 5

Just like you expected, Cheryl and Wanda got along great. Both girls understood each other over the loss of a twin brother. Wanda’s open personality caused Cheryl to confide in her and open up. You were happy Cheryl had another person in her corner; she sure as hell could use it.

After eating dinner and chatting for a bit, Wanda even proposed to drive Cheryl home, spouting it would be safer than driving with you on the back of your motorcycle. What was even worse was that Cheryl went along with the teasing. Both giggled at the pout you are sported. This was probably a habit-forming them teaming up on you.

“Alright, you take Red home.” You say to your sister while turning toward Cheryl, who was watching the sibling banter with joy—remembering when she and Jason did that.

“guess I’ll see you on Monday when I come to pick you up,” you tell Cheryl while engulfing her in a short hug before opening the passenger door of Wanda’s red corvette. Another thing these two had in common was their love for the colour red. However, this particular car was Natasha’s.

You watch the car driving off before getting on your bike. The whole ride home, you wonder what Wanda was telling Cheryl. Knowing her, I was probably embarrassing stories about when you were younger.

“how come (Y/N) had never mentioned you before today, and how come you are only showing up on the town today after she has been here for weeks?” now that you weren’t around, Cheryl felled a little bolder to ask questions. She had wondered a lot why nobody ells lived in the house with you.
Wanda gave the girl next to her a sideways glance before returning her eyes onto the road. She had to hand it to you; you knew how to pick the feisty ones, and with the emotions she was hearing in the redhead’s voice, she genuinely cared for you.

“our family life is complicated, to say the least.” Cheryl’s eyes narrowed at the vague answer.

“elaborate.” Wanda sighed before continuing.

“as you might have noticed (Y/N) and I don’t look much alike. That is because both of us are adopted. She ad an earlier age than me. The details are something you will talk to her about. As for me, I was born overseas and got adopted after my twin brother Pietro died. Over the years, I have come to see (Y/N) as my sister.” Wanda told Cheryl, the younger redhead could hear the fondness in Wanda’s voice while she talked about you.

The rest of the drive was done in comfortable silence. The gates of Thornhill approached quicker than Cheryl wanted them to. She fell at ease talking to Wanda almost as much as she did to you.
Wanda could pick up Cheryl’s gloomy vibes and said thoughts the close they got to her home. The mansion gave off bad vibes, and Wanda felled terrible having to leave the younger girl here.

“Thanks for the ride. I hope we talk more at school.” Cheryl said before opening the door. Before she could step out, Wanda stopped her.

“hope we can too, and I know we just met, but you can always come to me if something is wrong, even if it is with my sister,” Wanda said, grabbing Cheryl’s hand and squeezing it. Cheryl doesn’t answer but squeezes back. What was it with your family and looking out for her. Nobody in town had shown her as much kindness as you and Wanda did.

When Wanda gets back to the house, she finds you passing in the garage and jumping on her when she steps out of the car. Hse had never seen you so nervous about a girl. It was kind of cute to see you act so mundane.

“Did Cheryl say something?” Wanda only smirked but didn’t answer you. You glared at her, but she didn’t budge. Knowing you weren’t as scary as you pretended to be.
When you knew she wasn’t going to say anything, wanting to make you suffer for a bit more, you went over to the other pressing matter.

“what’s wrong with mom? Is she okay? Has her mission south? Please, Wanda, tell me something. I’m going crazy over here.” You were particularly dying over here. Wanda dared to laugh at your misery. Her laughter only died down after you glared at her for a couple of moments.

“Relax, it’s nothing as serious as you think. Natasha contacted us and asked if somebody would come and help here in Riverdale. She also asked if you could drive her extraction car.” You continued to glare at Wanda, and she just kept giggling.

“so all this was because mom needed a chauffeur, and nobody from the compound could let me know beforehand? You guy basically gave me a heart attack the moment FRYDAY said somebody was coming.” Instead of defending herself, Wanda walked closer and hugged you tightly. Instinctively you hugged her back. Even though you had Cheryl to keep you company, you missed your family. Most of all, the physical contact you had with them.
Around your family and especially Wanda and your mother, you liked hugs a lot. Carol, too when she was home.

“All of this was also because I missed you. Life at the compound is quite dull without you, so I asked Steve and Tony if I could come and join you.” Wanda confessed.

“I missed you too.” You respond, holding her just a little tighter.

“o, I like to think other things after I saw you getting cosy with Cheryl,” Wanda says coyly. You can’t help the blush that starts forming on your cheeks and push her away.

“shut up!” after Wanda couldn’t stop laughing, you decided to return to your room. Although Wanda claimed you walked away pouting, you begged a differ?

Later she informed you somebody from the compound would come and get you and continue the everyday life you have built here until the end of the week, not to draw any suspicion. Also, Wanda enrolled herself in school and placed herself in the same year as you, although she is technically a year older.

That is how you walked in with Cheryl and Wanda by your side the next day at school. Luckily the two redheads had become fast friends and were oblivious about the stares everybody gave you three, but you weren’t. You could also hear the whispering.

“Who’s that girl?”

“she is hot. Why is she with Cheryl? Could they be related?” You just tried to ignore them throughout the day. However, it seemed god was not in your favour. Last time, you prayed to Loki.
Wanda had gotten a locker next to Cheryl, so far away from you. This meant the three of you had to split up—bad idea. The moment Cheryl and Wanda were out of your sight, boys from the football team. All of them were eyeing your sister like a piece of meat, and some even tried to touch them.

“let’s go of me, you jerk!” after you heard Wanda yell and saw her being cornered into her locker by Reggie, you lost it. A red haze covered over your eyes, and suddenly you had Reggie slammed against the locker while you were holding onto his neck. Baring your teeth very close to his face.

“if you ever lay your hands on my sister again, I’m going to rip off your arm and beat you with it.” You growl at him. Teachers can only rip you off Reggie after you slam him against the locker a few more times, leaving a dent. Well, more like you were getting bored of his dead animal tactic.

Apparently, teachers are not happy when you beat half-unconscious students and have to go to the principles office.

You were not impressed by the lecture the man gave you. Maybe Maria should give him some pointers. When she gave a lecture, you made sure you listened. What concerned you was that he had called your mother and that she would come and get you. Also, you were suspended for two weeks.

Sitting in front of the principles office, you try to think of who could be sent to fetch you. Wanda hadn’t said anything about anybody else coming. Could it be Maria, maybe Pepper?

Heavy boots stomping through the hall got your attention and that of everybody else. When short blond hair emerged between the crowd gathering around her, you knew you were screwed.

part 7

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summary:Reggie always flirts with you, Sweet Pea always intervenes, and then things get violent.

WARNINGS:swearing, hitting, jealous! Sweets

a/n:my first riverdale imagine [hopefully among many more] for my baby sweets! [discalimer: i have nothingagainst Regge;s characters, he was just convenient for this plot]

As soon as you closed the door to your locker, you saw a letterman jacket across a white shirt, a handsome face looking down at you. Reggie. Who else, really? Ever since you transferred from South Side High, Reggie was intent on hooking you. Whether he wanted in to your panties or the dealings in the Whyte Wyrm, you weren’t sure. Your boyfriend, Sweet Pea, was exceedingly jealous of Reggie, no matter how many times you assured him that you were his. You sighed and turned your back to the football player. “Can I help you, Reggie?”

“No, but I can help you.” He jogged a bit so that he could get in front of you, put a hand on the edge of the books in your arm to stop you. “A milkshake from Pop’s always does a girl good.”

You pried his fingertips off of your stuff and gave him a half- hearted smile. “I’m flattered, really, but nothing has changed since the last time you asked me. I’m still with Sweets, and I’m still not interested. Go find some other girl to prey on, I’m sure most of them crave your attention here.” You tried to step past him, but he followed your steps, mimicking you every way you went. “What the fuck do you want, Reggie? I already said no.”

He chuckled. “A little fiesty, aren’t we?” You rolled your eyes, and he put his hands up in mock defense. “Listen, I’m just interested in you, that’s all.”

Before you could answer, a leather clad arm wrapped around your shoulder, and Sweet Pea’s fingers tilted your chin so that you were looking up at him, the perfect angle to mold his lips over your own. His index and thumb held your chin right there while he kissed you, passionately and fervently, putting a message across to Reggie to stay the hell away. Sweets ran his tongue over your bottom lip and kissed you once more, smiling as he pulled away. “Goodbye, Reggie.” The football player was glaring as he walked away with you, his arm wrapped protectively around your waist. Once you were alone, Sweet Pea began to talk. “Jughead is planning something to save South Side. We’re chaining ourselves to the building and going on a hunger strike, so I’ll be there for a few days.”

“Sweets, I have never known you to be political.”

“It was never personal before. But the South Side is disappearing, and I don’t know where I will go without it.”

You stopped and turned to him, leaning onto your tiptoes to reach his lips. “You’ll be wherever I am.” He kissed your nose, and you smiled. “I’m in.”

Sweet Pea wouldn’t let you be chained to the school, so you settled for hanging out on the sidewalk with them. Everyone was leaned back against the marble of the school, blankets that you had brought them wrapped around shoulders and placed underneath cold butts. You were curled in between Sweet Pea’s long legs, his arms wrapped around your shoulders, all covered by the blanket. You had been sitting there for hours, in the dead of night, shivering and trying to keep each other warm.

By daytime, a crowd gathered. You chained yourself to the others this time, wanting to join in promoting the message. The crowd was mostly supportive, but there always had to be opposers.

You recognized the letterman jackets immediately. A head of red hair was leading the pack of boys, Reggie right next to him. When the boys made it to the front of the crowd, they spread out in front of you all. Reggie was in front of you and Sweets. Sweet Pea’s hand went to your opposite hip and he pushed you behind him, your hands still on his arm. “You’re letting her stand out in the cold with no food?” Reggie taunted Sweet Pea, and you saw his fist clench, the skin of his knuckles going white. “I could take better care of her, make sure she doesn’t get into too much trouble, like she is now.”

Sweet Pea took a step forward, but you squeezed his arm, twisting so that you were in front of him, as close to his chest as you could get, hands on the lapels of his jacket. “Sweet Pea, don’t listen to him.” You put your hand on his cheek, he looked down to you. “I love you, you don’t have anything to prove.”

He seemed to relax a bit, but Reggie prodded him once again. “She needs more than anything you can give her.”

Everything happened so fast, the chains were long enough for Sweet Pea to reach Reggie, and he lunged forward, landing a solid punch right to Reggie’s jaw, a bit of blood spilling out onto his lips. Reggie raised the bat in his hand and smacked Pea’s arm, both boys grunting from the force. You screamed and pushed Sweets back, hoping Reggie would realize that it was not the time to fight. “Stop!” You screamed, and they both stopped. “Just stop!” Sweet Pea relaxed, and now you turned to Reggie, your back still against Sweet Pea’s chest. “This was a peaceful protest until you came here. You antagonize him, and then get mad when he fights back. Why can’t you just leave him alone?”

The whole crowd had gone silent, and now Archie made his way to Reggie, clapping a hand down onto his shoulder. “Come on man, we gotta get outta here.”