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Cherry Popper

Summary: After Toni leaves Lavender and Sweet Pea high and dry, they call upon their best friend to finish what she started. Takes place during 3x16

Pairing: Sweet Pea x Lavender x Fangs

A/N: Thank you for 100+ followers! This is my gift to all of you! A threesome fic between Sweet Pea, Fangs, and my OC Lavender! This can be read as a one-shot, however it is a part of Mercy Killing canon! It just doesn’t take place anytime soon in the fic.

Word Count: 2.2k+

Warnings: Smut, Double Penetration, Anal, Virginity losing?, Threesome, Some dirty talk

Sweet Pea and Lavender stood in their underwear, Toni having just walked out of the auditorium after pulling them in for a random (but very promising) threesome. They stared at one another, wondering what the hell had just happened.

“That was a bit of a letdown.” Lavender finally breathed out, crossing her arms over her chest. “She got me all revved up and then just left.”

Sweet Pea smirked at her, “I’m sure I can help you with that.”

“Pretty sure you only have two hands Sweets.” Lavender pointed out dryly. No, she was much more interested in exploring the inner workings of a ménage à trois in this particular moment. “Unless…” She mumbled, “We call Fangs.”

“You want to fuck our best friend?” Sweet Pea asked, looking a little offended.

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Three’s Company (Sweet Pea x Reader; Fangs Fogarty x Reader)

Summary: Sweet Pea has always enjoyed being watched when he gets intimate, but lately he’s been wondering what it would be like to do the watching, and so, in the depths of the university library, he watches you have sex with Fangs Fogarty.

Word count: 5.1K+

WARNINGS: SMUT, 18+ only.

Author’s note: This was written for @riverdale-events‘ Kink Week 2019, under Theme Three (Across the Universe (of Paraphilias)). Enjoy!

MASTERLIST

The university library was quiet and cold, the stark overhead lights enough to give anyone a headache, let alone if they were hours deep in Shakespeare exam revision like you were. Your head was pounding, and as you looked longingly at your three empty coffee cups that adorned the table you were working at with Fangs, you realised the caffeine probably hadn’t helped your throbbing head.

It was late December, and with most students having left to return home for Christmas, you felt like one of the only students still slogging it out ready for your exams when you returned to your studies after the new year rolled in, and you were grateful that Sweet Pea and Fangs had agreed to stay for the extra few days before taking the long drive back to Riverdale with you.

You glanced across the table and caught Fangs’ eyes- he looked just as miserable as you did as he sat with his head against the headrest of his seat, staring at the ceiling. It was getting close to 11pm, and you’d been here since the late morning, telling yourselves that if you worked that bit harder, you could take more time off over Christmas and not feel guilty.

Fangs wasn’t himself after a long day at the library; he had faint dark circles under his eyes and his hair wasn’t styled in its usual quiff, but instead it sat messily across his forehead from running his hand through it in frustration.

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MASTERLIST

IMAGINES

RIVERDALE;

fangs fogarty; heaven.

sweet pea; him and I.

sweet pea; mama always told me.

sweet pea; blow your mind.

fangs fogarty; the bet.

sweet pea; oh father.

sweet pea; don’t leave.

sweet pea; trouble.

fp jones; spilt shakes.

sweet pea; puppy love.

fangs fogarty; ugh! bulldogs.

jughead jones; puppy love.

sweet pea; daddy’s little girl.

fangs fogarty; break up, make up.

jughead jones; decisions.

sweet pea; feelings.

father!fp jones, brother!jughead, sweet pea; fight club

sweet pea; shy.

fangs fogarty; crushing.

sweet pea; nightmares.

sweet pea; glasses.

fangs fogarty; wedding day.

sweet pea; cancelled dates.

fp jones; don’t worry.

brother!sweet pea; broken promises.

jughead jones; serpent initiation.

fangs fogarty; nail polish.

sweet pea; valentines.

sweet pea; lose it.

sweet pea; grumpy.

reggie mantle; victoria secret.

jughead jones; bestfriends?

sweet pea; raid.

sweet pea; social casualty.

father!fp jones; don’t leave.

sweet pea; run!

sweet pea; if I was rich girl.

father!fp jones; regrets.

sweet pea; good enough.

sweet pea; you and I.

sweet pea; tragic.

fangs fogarty; pizza and ice cream.

jughead jones part 2; serpent initiation.

father!fp jones; i miss you.

sweet pea; dance, dance.

sweet pea and brother!fangs fogarty; wyrm.

brother!fangs; uncle fangs.

fangs fogarty; help me.

sweet pea; drugs.

sweet pea; break up.

TEEN WOLF;

scott mccall; distance.

HEADCANONS

RIVERDALE;

being a musician and sweet pea crushing on you:

sweet pea spending the holidays with your family:

sweet pea finding you want a threesome:

throwing sweet pea a surprise party:

sweet pea finding out you did the initiation without telling him:

sweet pea finding out you have a daddy kink:

fangs having a soft side for a bulldog:

dating FP and being the queen of the southside:

being in the basketball team with sweet pea:

daddy sweet pea:

clingy sweet pea:

dating sweet pea(male reader!)

being the only one to calm sweet pea down when he’s angry:

being archie’s little sister but having a crush on fp:

being Sweet Pea’s sister and dating Fang’s:

sex with sweet pea:

jughead jones in bed would include:

sweet pea in bed would include:

sweet pea taking care of you after a bad day:

being confused about the sexuality and Toni Topaz helping you through it:

sweet pea stepping in when ghoulies are hitting on you:

sweet pea dating a bookworm:

taking a baking class with sweet pea:

thigh riding with sweet pea:

sweet pea seeing another guy flirt with you:

sleepover with the serpents:

morning sex with sweet pea:

fangs wanting your attention:

giving sweet pea the silent treatment:

getting matching tattoos with sweet pea:

how you meet the serpent boys:

GIF IMAGINES

RIVERDALE;

imagine sweet pea showing up at your door late one night to tell you he thinks you’re the most beautiful girl in the world. 

imagine being a quite northsider who never gets into trouble, but when some bulldogs and cheryl are talking trash about the southside kids, you step in. 

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Madame Satan (Kurtz x Reader Smut) — snippet

A/N: I’ve been sitting on this idea since Halloween and have slowly been grappling with the ups and downs of inspiration. Here’s a sneak peek of something coming…eventually? 

The two of you continue your walk around the Thistlehouse property, still in search of the family cemetery plot that had become an infamous attraction of the Blossom family’s haunted house. Hand in hand you stumble through the brush and the gravel, tripping over intricate loops of overgrown ivy as you count the spokes of the black metal fenceposts that separated the rest of the property from the small plot of headstones gathered among the maple trees. Gasping, you give Kurtz’s hand a squeeze before hoisting yourself through a break in between the metal bars. He follows suit, albeit with no struggle due to his thin frame. Your footsteps are echoed by the crunching of gravel and dead leaves as you walk around the numerous graves. You found yourself particularly drawn to this one, with a cracked cement stature of a cherub. Rubbing the dirt away from the dates on the intricately engraved headstones your eyes couldn’t  believe the dates that you were seeing. 

“I think this one is the oldest here” You point out absentmindedly to Kurtz, who had been watching you focus. He comes up behind you, pointed chin tucking over your shoulder and arms wrapping around your waist as he looks to confirm. 

“I believe you’re right, Madame Satan.” He chuckled, a far-off look in his eyes as his cracked lips come to leave unsure kisses on the exposed skin of your neck. Your skin erupts in goosebumps at the new sensation, feeling a heightened sensitivity from the fizzle rocks that were now in full effect. You lean into his touch and Kurtz grows more confident, moving below your jaw to suck sharp purple-colored bruises into the soft flesh. 

“You feel that?” Your voice comes out in a whisper as you trace the sharp points of your painted nails up and down the milky colored flesh of Kurtz’s arms. 

“Feel what?” His voice is low in your ear, enough to engulf you in goosebumps yet again. 

“The spiders” You laugh hysterically as you spin towards him, dilated pupils fixated on your fingertips, attention caught by images of thin, eight-legged creatures crawling towards your palm.

“I knew you probably couldn’t handle this stuff…” He sighed, tucking his thumb under your chin to hold your gaze steady. Your pupils are big enough to swim in when Kurtz looks in them; you relax in his touch and blink slowly as you try to ground yourself. 

“I can handle you.” You assert firmly. Kurtz’s thumb comes to trace over the plump outline of your bottom lip, edging closer to push past your parted lips. Your tongue is warm and eager, inviting as you wrap your lips around his thumb. 

“You think you can handle the King?” He’s leaning down close by your ear, looking devilish. His bony fingers move from the swell of your hip, getting more courageous as they dip under the hemline of your skirt. Kurtz’s touch is cold against the warm skin of your thighs, making you shudder and push closer to him. He pushes your legs apart and you stumble to maintain your footing, knees threatening to buckle when one of his fingers comes to rub delicately at your underwear-covered core. 

“I think the real question—” You start towards Kurtz and move in close to lay a chaste kiss on the corner of his mouth, over his jaw, and under the shell of his ear, “—is whether or not the King can handle me…” 

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me: *opens a new doc for a new fic*

the 629 started wips of mine that have been sitting untouched for 84 years:

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Reblog if you 100% okay with a transgender person correcting you if you accidentally misgender them or use their dead name.

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8 days of gifmas  » day 7

for theo (@reginaldmantles)

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riverdale early season 2: jughead joining a gang is sad and nothing he would willingly do if he had another option

riverdale by season 3: everyone is in the gang and it’s a blast because gangs are like fun after school clubs

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thejordanconnor- Alright ladies! Who is ready for some high powered water aerobics? Let’s work it!

I would not miss a class😂

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😂 Ut oh, Drew what did you do.

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Fangs: why do you throw so much shade?

Y/N: Because I’m no longer allowed to throw knives.

Archie, in the distance: yOU TRIED TO STAB ME

Y/N, nodding: This is true.

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Sweet Pea: How’s Riverdale’s prettiest person doing today?

Y/n: I don’t know, how are you?

Sweet Pea:… *quietly* fine

Cheryl: *shouting* I’M GREAT THANKS!

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Such a Tease

Request: Yes / No  152 & 168. Malachai/Riverdale if you can or will. @scarrasco1325

Request are closed <3 Have a nice day/night

Malachai x Fem!Reader

Word count: 1143

Warnings: SMUT

Y/N: Your Name

A/N: Sorry if this sucks, I’m on meds that make me sleepy lol 

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Masterlist

(Not my photo, credit to whoever made it!)

Malachai was at a late meeting with the Ghoulies and Hiram Lodge once again. Even though I was the Ghoulie Queen, Malachai didn’t want me near anything that had to do with Hiram. After a long fight, I agreed. So every time he had a meeting, I stayed home. It was incredibly boring and I really hated it. Tonight I had a plan though. I recently bought a sexy set of lingerie and I thought it’d be fun to try and distract him.

Hey baby. I texted him.

Hey babe, I’ll be home in a few hours. Don’t wait up. He texted back.

Maybe you can come home sooner? I asked.

I don’t think so babe.  He said and I frowned.

I think I can change your mind…

How about when you get home I take you into the bedroom and give you the best blow job of your life? I said

Stop texting me weird stuff so late at night.  He said blowing me off. I huffed and decided I needed to bring out the big guns. I went to my full body mirror and took a picture in the set I got. I sent it to him and it took him very little time to respond.

You’re in trouble now. I’ll be home in an hour and a half. You better be ready.  He said and I smirked.

I waited in our bedroom for him to get home. I decided he was taking too long and I stared myself. I grabbed my vibrator from the bedside table and turned it on the highest setting. I placed it over my clothed clit and moaned at the feeling. I pushed my hips up against it and moaned louder.

“Fuck! Mal I fucking wish you were here now!” I moaned.

“Starting without me? You naughty girl.” I heard my boyfriend’s voice said and I stopped. Malachai took off his vest and shirt and crawled on top of me. He grabbed my vibrator from me and turned it off. He tossed it aside and smirked at me.

“This is a really lovely set darling, but you’ve been very naughty and I don’t think you deserve any pleasure right now.” He said and I bit my lip.

“Maybe if you’re a really good girl I’ll let you cum tonight, but you better be a damn good girl.” He said and pulled me to sit up.

“On your knees.” He said in a commanding voice. I immediately sunk to my knees and looked up at him. He took off his jeans and his boxers, letting his erection spring free.

“Now, I think you said you would give me the best blow job of my life if I can home sooner.” He said with a smirk. I grabbed his hard cock and started stroking it. Mal grabbed my hand and pulled it off himself.

“No hands, I know you know how to use that pretty little mouth of yours.” He said with a smirk again.

“Yes sir.” I said. I leaned forward and took his hard member into my mouth. I bobbed my head up and down and he tangled his hand in my hair. He pushed me down all the way down until my lips were at his balls. He trained me not to have much of a gag reflex, which came in handy when it came to teasing him. He held me there for a few seconds and moaned. He pulled me off and I gasped for air.

“Keep that mouth open doll.” He said and I obeyed. He stood up and pulled my head towards him. He lead himself into my mouth and by instinct I wrapped my lips around it. He looked down at me and growled.

“I said keep your mouth open.” He said and I instantly opened my mouth.

“Good girl, now keep your eyes up here.” He said and I obeyed. He snapped his hips forward. He was face fucking the hell out of me. I moaned and he threw his head back in pleasure.

“Fucking good girl!” He moaned and his grip tightened on my head. I moaned and watched him enjoying himself. I loved making him happy. I thought he was gonna cum down my throat, but he pulled me back and sat down on the edge of the bed. I was breathing heavy but kept my gaze on him.

“Get on the bed, hands and knees.” He ordered.

“Yes sir.” I said and did as I was told. He walked over to the bedside table and took out a condom. He walked back behind me and I heard him rustling with it. After a minute I felt him tasing me. I moaned and he leaned down next to my ear.

“You will not cum until I give you permission.” He growled, it sent a shiver down my spine but turned me on so much.

“Yes sir.” I answered. I knew he was smirking as he slammed into me with such force.

“Fuck!” I moaned and he grabbed my hair pulling it, not enough to hurt.

“You better not cum.” He said. He pushed into me deeper and harder with each thrust, it was amazing.

“You think you can just distract me when I’m in important meetings? You think you can just be a naughty little slut and not get punished? Then I come home to find you fucking yourself! You naughty little girl!” He moaned and pulled my hair tighter.

“Ugh! Mal I’m close! Please… Fuck… Please may I cum?” I asked and he moved faster and harder.

“Beg me.” He said.

“Fuck! Please sir! Please let me cum! Please I’m sorry for being such a naughty girl sir! Please let me cum!” I begged.

“I don’t know if you’ve been a good enough girl.” He said, I could hear the smirk in his voice.

“Please sir! I’m sorry! I’ll be a good girl I promise! Please let me cum sir!” I begged again.

“‘Cum with me, now!” He moaned and slammed into me one last time. I clenched around his cock and we moaned. The two of us road out our highs and Mal pulled out of me. I collapsed onto the bed breathing heavily. I felt Mal get up and left the room. Not too long later he returned and I felt him crawl next to me. He pulled me to him and covered us both with the covers.

“I love you Mal.” I said tiredly.

“I love you too Y/N. But never distract me at a meeting like that again.” He said and I looked up at him.

“Are you sure? That was probably the best sex we’ve ever had.” I said with a smirk and he smirked down at me.

“Oh you naughty girl.” He said with a smirk and kissed me deeply.

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Fangs: Hello, 911? I stepped on my dog’s tail and I need to be arrested.

911 Operator: Mr. Fogarty, we’ve talked about this.

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Sweet Pea: Hey, what’s a phobia of chainsaws called?

Toni: …………….common sense?

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Fangs: When I said, “bring me back something from the beach,” I meant like a seashell.

Sweet Pea: [struggling to hold a seagull] Well you didn’t fucking say that.

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Riverdale MALE Kissing Preferences

Archie Andrews:

Jughead Jones:

Sweet Pea:

Fangs Fogarty: