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It’s truly baffling that Morgan claims to be “reaching out to make amends over the server issues” when that is absolutely not the case.

Morgan did not reach out to a single moderator of the Southside Archive, still has one of us blocked, and gave another mod the runaround when she tried to reach out. It was only after this mod contacted Morgan via discord and several tumblr accounts that she got a response several days later, and it basically summed up to “I’m not in the a good headspace right now--can we talk about this later?”

Because her headspace is the only one that matters here. Not the people who she stole from that have been struggling with that fact for months.

Knowing some of the affected on my alt account, I asked Morgan off anon about it in a direct way and this was the reaponse. I simply stated i was geniunely hurt(for my friends) but despite her words there was no sincere apology made by her?

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We definitely didn’t think this would be the post that broke us out of months of inactivity, but apparently it’s time to speak up, as we have recieved word that it’s “sus” we haven’t made an official post. Our apologies to Riverdale fans who have nothing to do with this, but we refuse to keep silent on this plagiarism anymore.

Morgan (@lilhemmo/@gallickingun) copied much of the Southside Archive word for word to create her own server, @bnhabookclub.

Alisha’s excellent post above includes screenshots of the plagiarism as well as screenshots of Morgan’s attempt to blacklist her from the BNHA fandom before even joining. It’s well worth the read.

For more info on what else Morgan has stolen, feel free to check out the blog @gallickingunsteals for a thorough outline of stolen gifs, art, and other server components such as bots.

As a final note, all of Morgan’s content will be removed from the Fanfic Archive as well as our A03 collections and event masterlists.

This is a post I really didn’t want to make, but I guess it’s finally time for me to come out and say that @/gallickingun/Morgan almost word for word copied the @bnhabookclub​ blog and server from a blog/server hybrid that I co-created with friends in the Riverdale fandom last year: @southsidearchive​.

(Sidenote: don’t send shitty asks to any of the blogs tagged here, especially not bookclub where the people receiving these asks are likely the mods running the queue and not Morgan.)

I tried a few times to start this, because I wanted to be clear and concise, but honestly, the more I think about this situation, the more it pisses me off. I know a lot of people won’t believe me despite the screenshots I’m about to show, and that’s their prerogative. People are going to continue to support Morgan and the bookclub after this, and Morgan will probably come out with some long post where she talks in circles and blames her mental health and/or me for the situation.

The only other things I’ll say to preface this post is that: I don’t have any issues with anyone in the bnhabookclub (admins, mods, etc) aside from Morgan, and I don’t want anon messages sent in my name, especially ones that are hateful in nature. You can disagree with someone without harassing them.

It’s been almost three months since most of what I talk about in this post occurred, but that doesn’t mean I’ve stopped being upset about what happened. And, in a way, I feel like my hands are tied. The bnhabookclub being “stolen” and “copied” has been brought up on the @gallickingunexposed​ blog. Since the only way people know that is from hearing it from me or someone I told, I figured I might as well come out and say it:

Morgan copied the @bnhabookclub​ from @southsidearchive​, a blog/server combo which Morgan was an active participant in.

Now, I could continue to keep my mouth shut and try to move on from the subject. I could leave and find a new fandom to join (which I was going to do with hq until Morgan also joined that fandom). At the end of the day, neither of those options brings me closure on the subject. It also shows no consequences for bad behavior. I’ve heard a few people talk about Morgan stealing fic ideas or outright plagiarizing content, and while I can neither confirm nor deny those accusations (for obvious reasons), I do have proof of 1) how similar the bookclub and archive are, and 2) Morgan talking shit about me before and after I gained entrance to the bookclub server.

The only reason I’m posting this now, aside from closure for myself, is that I can’t in good conscience ignore this incident if there’s the possibility of Morgan doing the same thing to other people. Plagiarism isn’t okay. I’ve dealt with fic plagiarism in other fandoms. From experience, I know how damaging that can be to a writer.

To avoid forcing people to view a massive post, all of my screenshots are below the cut. These screenshots include proof of Morgan in the archive, comparison pictures of the bookclub and archive, and screenshots that were sent to me that lead me to believe that the copying of the archive was done with malicious intent.

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I'm sorry to hear that but I understand. Thanks for responding so quickly :)

No problem!

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hi, i'm just wondering why the archive isnt as active anymore? i really love the work you all do and it makes me super sad to see sometimes weeks go by without an updates

The archive has been inactive in part because the fandom has been inactive, but also because several of the mods have been busy with life, or are no longer involved with the Riverdale fandom.

We were going to hold out until the end of the season to say anything, but this blog probably won’t be reblogging anymore content. The purpose of the archive was to organize fics in order for them to be more easily found by readers in the first place. That being said, the blog will stay up, and the fics are still there.

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Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Riverdale (TV 2017) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Other Relationship Tags to Be Added, Veronica Lodge/Reggie Mantle, Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones, Archie Andrews/Josie McCoy, Alice Cooper/FP Jones II, Fangs Fogarty & Kevin Keller Characters: Alice Cooper (Archie Comics), FP Jones II, Kevin Keller, Fangs Fogarty, Josie McCoy, Archie Andrews, Veronica Lodge, Betty Cooper, Jughead Jones, Reggie Mantle, Other Character Tags to Be Added Additional Tags: Implied/Referenced Domestic Violence, Past Domestic Violence, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon-Typical Violence, Not Canon Compliant, Mentioned Fred Andrews, For Want of a Nail Summary:

“You turned me away.”

“I had to. You think Hal was going to let you stick around? You think that I had a choice? You saw the bruises on my neck, Charles. You know what he was doing to me that day, after I let you into the house, and I tried to explain to you why you had to leave, offered you money, even. You didn’t believe me. You thought that Hal would be happy to have you.”

“I’m your son–”

“Tell that to my reconstructed nose,” she spat. “You can do whatever the hell you want to Polly, to the Farm, you can join up yourself if you want. If you think that for one second I’m going to let you coerce me into your little plan to save the damn world, you are sorely mistaken. You don’t have any right to say a damn thing to me. How dare you create a plan that was supposed to involve me without telling me a damn thing? I’m not selling my house and moving in here. I’m not leaving Elizabeth to flounder, feeling alone, anymore. I am done having men tell me that they have my best interests in mind.” She shook her head. “It was nice seeing you, Charles.”

“That’s all you have to say?”

“I can’t do this.“

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Nighttime (Fangs Fogarty x OC)

Summary: He gets a call one evening when she needs him the most. She doesn’t say much, but that’s okay. A lesson in comfort is made less scary by the comfort of nightfall. 

Word Count: 781

A/N: Special thanks to @reggiemantleholdmyhand-tle​ for making the moodboard for me and just always being so open and interested in my ideas. Thanks, Vannah! 

Fangs answers his phone on the third ring. 

“Everything okay?” The panic is evident in his voice and Ari almost felt bad for waking him up. 

“Everything’s fine, mon trésor, I didn’t mean to worry you…” Ari whispers into the phone to avoid waking up the rest of her sleeping family. 

“I like it when you call me that” He reveals, still half-dreaming. 

“Mon trésor” She repeats to him again, slow and steady. Fangs hums in response, still clouded in that thick blanket of sleep. “Can I come over?” Ari whispers, as though she feels embarrassed for even asking. There’s a rustle on the other line as Fangs tried to wake himself up. Ari heard the creak of his mattress as he stood up, can hear him rustling around for his keys. 

“I’m coming…bring a jacket, it’s cold out tonight” Fangs adds, grunting as he put his boots on. 

They hang up quickly and Ari grabs her essentials before burrowing herself in a sweatshirt, tucking her shoes under her arm as she tiptoed around her room. She tries to unlock the window as quietly as possible, knowing that her mother’s ears were attuned to mischief. There’s a beat of silence between all of her movements as to not attract attention to herself. She knows that there’s a hole in the trellis that’s about the size of Gus’s skinny foot, and Ari uses it to her advantage as she strategically climbs down from her window to scale the side of the house. Fangs pulls up just as she sticks the landing; he kills the lights and the engine at the bottom of the driveway and Ari jogs over to his junky car. 

Instinctively, she can’t help but look across the cul-de-sac at her best friend’s house…although Ari wasn’t exactly sure about where she stood with Nadya at this point. Of course, she sees the blonde beauty hanging out of her window, quietly trying to have a cigarette as she loomed under the pink glow of her bedroom lights. The two girls lock eyes, but Ari looks away first, using it as an excuse to duck into Fangs’s car and shut the door behind her. As they drive away, Ari thinks she sees Nadya smirk before asking her cigarette on the windowsill and retreating inside, shutting her lights off behind her. 

Ari doesn’t go for the radio like she usually would, instead she revels in the quiet and holds Fangs’ warm hand over the gear shift. It’s a quiet drive back through the Southside and into the rusty gates of Sunnyside Trailer Park. Fangs maneuvers the car through the grid-work of spaces, pulling uo quietly in front of his house and shutting off his car. Both him and Ari are wordless as they gather their things and lock up. 

Fangs feels it in his bones that something isn’t right. Ari’s too quiet, and she never calls him this late…especially not for an impromptu sleepover (though he wouldn’t mind it becoming a habit). He walks groggily over to the passenger’s side and wraps his strong arms around Ari, pulling her close to his chest and trying to silently let it out into the universe that he was there for her, that he wasn’t going anywhere and that she didn’t have to hide from him. She melts into his touch and suddenly she seems so much smaller than she actually is. 

“Lets get you inside” he mumbles into Ari’s hair, keeping her close as he fished his keys from the pocket of his sweatpants. 

They navigate through the darkness with minimal difficulty, with Ari holding back a giggle when Fangs nearly trips over his brother’s skateboard. He opens the door to his bedroom just enough so that they could enter without the old wood lurching and giving their presence away. Fangs’ room is warm and inviting, even in the moonlight. Ari kicks off her shoes and slips under his flannel sheets, reveling in the traces of body heat still barely warming up the pillows. Fangs clambers into bed beside Ari and the two of them fight for enough blankets before falling into a tired comfort. He slots his arms around Ari’s waist and holds her close. He can feel the tension in her body release, as if Ari could only relax and untangle herself from everyone else if she was in his presence. 

Her breathing events out and he can’t help but stare at her, his calloused thumb running over the apples of her cheek as he counts constellations in her freckles. Something blooms deep inside his chest and Fangs can’t help but feel some sort of cosmic shift. 

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The 4th Installation of the BRRR —One-shot Wonderland—

When our fanfic authors could use some extra love and we could use some extra fic recs to read… It’s time for another round of Bughead Review Round Robin! If you’ve participated in previous Bughead Review Round Robins this one is a little different! Times are tough and what better way to escape your troubles than with fanfic. Right now, more than ever, readers need fic recs and authors need comment fuel. Unlike other rounds, this round is putting a focus on being a fan of fanfics and recing your favorite one-shots! 

A Short Version of How it’s Going to Work:

The BRRR is a read and review fest that welcomes all fans of Bughead fanfic. Each person who signs up will submit two Bughead-centric one-shots that they would like to recommend for some extra comment love. For this round, recommended fics must not be written by the person submitting them. You will be placed in a group of 4-5 members, including a group leader, to read and review fics together ‘round robin’ style. Your group will be assigned a fic once a week on Tuesday to read and leave a thoughtful, kind, and detailed comment on that designated fic by the following Wednesday. Rinse and repeat for 4-5 weeks.

Everything you need to know about this round, including guidelines, requirements, and the sign up form are below the cut! Sign ups are open now and close on April 25th. The round will begin on May 1st and the first fic assignment will be on May 5th.

We hope you all decide to join the fanfic love-athon! Tell your friends and as always, signal boosts are super appreciated.

Extra special thanks to @arsenicpanda​ ​ for the gorgeous gif header!

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Coffee (OC Poppy x OC Bats)

An: Shout out to @hughstheforcelou for creating a character that perfectly complements mine and for supporting any content I create for them

Bats grabs one of the to go coffee cups Poppy brought in. He lifts it up and takes a generous drink of the much needed caffeinated liquid.

He immediately regrets the amount he ingested. It wasn’t his usual order. No this was diluted and far too sweet.

“Gah,” he wipes at his mouth in disgust. “What the fuck is this?”

Poppy rushes in trying to hold in her laughter. “What? No. That’s my drink.” She hands him the giant coffee cup in her hand and switches it with the one in his. “This one is clearly yours, you fiend.”

He brings the cup to his mouth, tilts it back and nearly inhales the entire thing in one swig. 

He exhales and looks down at Poppy. She smiles at him, knowing how much Bats loves his coffee.

“Better?”

He shrugs, “Getting there.”

She laughs but then scrunches her face in distaste. “I don’t know how you drink that. It tastes like ass.” Poppy mock gags to emphasize how gross she thinks his coffee is.

He chuckles and brings her in close to his side. “What are you talking about? This,” he points his coffee cup to her, “is the best thing ever created.”

Poppy wraps her arms around his middle and bats her eyes at him, “Is that so?”

Bats smirks. “Yeah, but you know… alcohol is a close second. ”

She playfully shoves him away. “You’re such an ass.”

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bughead.

read it here

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Title TBD~

Art for upcoming fic, co-written by @reggiemantleholdmyhand-tle and I.

The death of Pallaton Abrejo shook both his family and the Southside of the town Riverdale. Watch how his daughter and community cope and live on after he is gone.

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i would love to see some domestic lilipea? like just livin’ their lives, grocery shopping or laundry or making dinner together or something if you’re up for it? i just love domestic dynamics.

a/n: i… love.. them.. so.. MUCH!!!!!! also, this is a modern!au - i wasn’t sure if you wanted to see them in the hades!pea setting or what lol 

ps, i got cARRIED AWAY I’M SORRY I LOVE MY CHILDREN

“You know how much I hate people.”

“Yes, I know.”

“Just please say there will be beer.”

“All the race car beer you can drink in the world, baby.”

“Fine.”

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Can I uh get a "bookshop au" + "flirting under fire" au for sweet pea? your writing is so good and he's my baby please give me more

a/n: yes, friend, you can!!! i know this is.. old, but, hey, what can i say? i’m not apologizing!! 

ps, dear chels @the-gargoyle-queen i am so sorry for picking on your ghoulies but it’s just sO EASY

You’d inherited the book shop from your grandmother once she passed, but you never really had a hand in it until you heard about the state Riverdale was in. So, you packed your things and moved back into the loft upstairs, taking a much more direct approach with the store. 

You bought books online, through thrift stores - anything you could find to keep the shelves stocked. Eventually, your shop was a safe haven - a Switzerland, if you will. It was a place where anyone from any walk of life could take a seat and escape the world.

There were high schoolers who host homework and study sessions, middle aged moms who gather for book club, and even Southsiders who show up just to get away from the street’s carnage every once and a while.

The tattoo artist from the Pretty Poison Tattoo Parlor stops by once a week for a new book on nature and you’ve managed to have a short conversation with him each time.

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Okay so I noticed you've been getting requests for lilpea ficlets and I'm sure you're swamped but the opportunity to talk to you is an opportunity to talk to an fucking phenomenal writer who deserves the world. K? If you have time, a lilpea high school AU would be adorable. You pick the trope obviously

a/n: it’s been AGES since i’ve written for sweet pea/riverdale. and even longer since i’ve channeled lilith. but, i want a little more variety on my blog so here you go! please feel free to send in requests of any type! i didn’t really pick a “trope” for this, honestly. i just did a quick lil high school au! 

ps, i FORGOT how nice it is to be SPECIFIC and not write X READER FICS. thank god for lilith.

“I can’t believe you’re intermingling with those stuck up Northsiders,” Pea growls, bouncing the basketball under his knees as they sit on the bleachers.

Lilith rolls her eyes, “Listen, be diplomatic about this, okay? We’re basically living here. We may as well make as many friends as we can. And that Betty chick is number one on my list.”

“You just think she’s pretty,” Sweet Pea tosses the basketball towards her, Lilith catching it in her gut. Her violet irises glare down at him, full lips tugged into a fine line, “And? What about it?”

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Okay so I noticed you've been getting requests for lilpea ficlets and I'm sure you're swamped but the opportunity to talk to you is an opportunity to talk to an fucking phenomenal writer who deserves the world. K? If you have time, a lilpea high school AU would be adorable. You pick the trope obviously

a/n: it’s been AGES since i’ve written for sweet pea/riverdale. and even longer since i’ve channeled lilith. but, i want a little more variety on my blog so here you go! please feel free to send in requests of any type! i didn’t really pick a “trope” for this, honestly. i just did a quick lil high school au! 

ps, i FORGOT how nice it is to be SPECIFIC and not write X READER FICS. thank god for lilith.

“I can’t believe you’re intermingling with those stuck up Northsiders,” Pea growls, bouncing the basketball under his knees as they sit on the bleachers.

Lilith rolls her eyes, “Listen, be diplomatic about this, okay? We’re basically living here. We may as well make as many friends as we can. And that Betty chick is number one on my list.”

“You just think she’s pretty,” Sweet Pea tosses the basketball towards her, Lilith catching it in her gut. Her violet irises glare down at him, full lips tugged into a fine line, “And? What about it?”

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Teacher, Teacher | Sweet Pea

Summary: Sweet Pea is ready for date night but Lavender decided to surprise him to something a little different than dinner and a movie… <ao3>

Pairing: Sweet Pea x OC 

Rating: Mature // Explicit

Word Count: 3.8k+

Warnings: Smut, Oral, Deepthroating, Anal, Vaginal, Sexual roleplay, Teacher/Student roleplay, Dirty talk, Unprotected sex, Hair-pulling, Rough sex, Aftercare

A/N: My second installment for @riverdalebingo​ Winter bingo! My work is out for two weeks due to covid19 so…I have way too much time on my hands. Hence why this was written in about a day. Sweet Pea and Lavender are aged up in this, think early 20s. Teenagers are terrible at aftercare, you can’t change my mind. 

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Pretending

You can’t keep pretending it didn’t happen, cause guess what? It did!” Would be great to have with FP and where the reader is younger but legal of course from @keepcalm-and-beyou

Warnings: Mention of blood, fighting

A/N: Fp and reader though they have a large age difference they are both of age and were of age at the start of dating

Word Count: about 2200

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Starved

Requested: Anon original request was something along the lines of Reader has anorexia and the group of friends find out. Second after asked question- Preferably anorexia but whatever you’d like lovely! Your writing is amazing and I’d probably be happy no matter what way you took it!

A/N: Platonic x Jughead, Toni, Fangs, and Sweetpea. If you are in any way triggered by any discussion of Anorexia or anxiety please do not read this. Also, thank you to @wayward-river for all the help with this story she is incredible go read her stories. 

Warnings: Anorexia, Anxiety

Word Count: 3132

Summary: You always put up the facade that you were alright, but what happens when your friends know your not and they figure out the real reason behind it.

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