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In the Sun

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Fangs Fogarty x Fem!Reader 

Word count: 1000

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“Ladies and Gentleman, please fasten your seatbelts, we are about to land in five minutes.” The pilate announced. Fangs and I were so excited. Soon we would be in Miami for Christmas! The plane began to descend from the clear skys, showing Florida below. I smiled at Fangs as everyone started getting off the plane. Fangs and I waited until just about everyone was off and followed along. We grabbed our bags and walked off to meet my family. 

“Y/N! Over here!” I heard my sister called and I ran over to them. 

“Hey Tash! I missed you!” I said as I hugged her. 

“We all missed you too, how’s Riverdale treating you?” Dad asked as he took mine and Fangs’ bags. 

“Riverdale is interesting, to say the least.” I laughed, which Fangs joined in. 

“Wow it sure is hot here.” Fangs said as he got into the car. 

“Welcome to Florida.” My Mother laughed. 

“Yeah it’s hot as hell here.” I said. 

“How about after you guys get settled in we go to our beach?” My sister asked. 

“Oh my God yes! I miss being able to just walk out the door and my feet be in the sand.” I sighed dreamily. 

“You live right on the beach?” Fangs asked. 

“A private beach.” My sister corrected. 

“Whoa, what?” He asked with wide eyes. 

“Y/N/N, you didn’t tell him Daddy was rich?” She asked. 

“I said our family had money.” I shrugged. 

“You never said it was this much!” He said and I shrugged. 

“Sorry babe, I didn’t think it was that important.” I said. 

Once we got to my childhood home, Fangs and I grabbed out bags and headed up to my old room. I forgot how nice I decorated my room, I haven’t been here in years. 

“Whoa…” Fangs said in both shock and awe. 

“You like? I kind of forgot how nice it looks.” I laughed. 

“I can’t believe you never told me you were like Veronica rich.” He said with a sigh. 

“Fangs…” I sighed and wrapped my arms around his neck. 

“I’m sorry babe, I didn’t think it was important because I make my own money. I don’t have anything to do with my Dad’s money.” I said and he gave me a small smile. 

“You are a super hot independent woman.” He said and I winked. 

“And don’t you forget it.” I said and kissed him. The two of us unpacked and laid on my bed. 

“Y/N! Fangs! Do you wanna go to the beach?” Natasha called up to us. I looked over to Fangs with a raised brow and he nodded. 

“Sure! We’ll be right down!” I called back. Fangs and I got dressed in our swimsuits and grabbed my beach bag that I had already packed for us. We walked downstairs and Natasha looked up from her phone. 

“Yay! Let’s go!” She said excitedly. 

“Y/N/N!” A small voice called and I turned to see my little brother. 

“Mattie!” I called and collected the small child into my arm. 

“How are you buddy?” I asked as I attacked his face with kisses. 

“I missed you.” He said and I smiled. 

“I missed you too. Do you wanna come down to the beach with me, Tash, and Fangs?” I asked and he nodded enthusiastically. 

“Great, go get your suit on and we’ll go.” I said as I placed him down. Matt ran off and we waited for him. He can running out of his room with a towel over his shoulder and his beach toys in his hands. 

“Here, give me the towel before you trip and fall.” I said taking it from him. 

“Fangs! Will you play with me?” He asked my boyfriend and he smiled. 

“Of course, bud! I’ve been looking forward to meeting you.” He said and I laughed. 

“He’s been excited to see my favorite sibling.” I said with a wink. 

“Hey!” Natasha said and I laughed. 

“You know Matt is your favorite too.” I said and I shrugged. 

“At least I don’t say it.” She mumbled and walked off. 

“Come on.” I laughed as we followed my sister out to our beach. 

Natasha and I were sunbathing, her on her blue towel and me on my purple one. The sun felt amazing on my skin, we were sure to get a nice tan. While we were sunbathing, Fangs and Matt were playing in the sand. Matt was making a sandcastle and Fangs was digging the moate. 

“Hey Matt, how about we make…” Fangs whispered in his ear and I couldn’t hear what he was suggesting. 

“Yes! Let’s do it!” Matt cheered. Natasha and I turned over to our backs so we could watch the two of them. At one point Fangs got up and started gathering some things. He also ran into the house and came out with a black hat? I looked over to Matt and he was making a snowman. 

“Oh I get it.” I said to Tash and she nodded. 

“He’s good with kids.” She mentioned and I nodded. 

“Yeah, he loves kids.” I smiled. 

Once they finished the sandman, completed with a seashell nose, black hat, sticks for arms, and a rock for the nose. I smiled at them as they high-fived. Fangs was honestly so cute with kids and I was so happy he was getting along with my family. 

“Y/N, Tash, look!” Matt called and pointed to his and Fangs’ sandman. 

“It’s great Mattie!” I said with a smile. 

“It’s cute, does it have a name?” Tash asked. 

“Yeah, Sandy!” Matt answered and I smiled. 

“I love it.” I said and Fangs sat behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. 

“You know, the best part of making a snowman out of sand is that it doesn’t melt.” He said and Matt smiled wider. 

“Best Christmas ever!” Matt said and we all laughed. This was turning out to be a pretty good Christmas so far.

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(Not) So High School

by MistyHills

Betty and Jughead meet in high school and their originally contentious relationship leads to love until Jughead breaks her heart. Eight years later, she takes a new job at a magazine in New York only to find her new desk buddy is none other than her ex-boyfriend and love of her life.

Words: 7300, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Riverdale (TV 2017), Archie Comics & Related Fandoms

Rating: Mature

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M, Gen, Multi

Characters: Betty Cooper, Jughead Jones, Sweet Pea (Riverdale), Veronica Lodge, Cheryl Blossom, Kevin Keller, Fangs Fogarty, Archie Andrews

Relationships: Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones, Cheryl Blossom & Betty Cooper, Cheryl Blossom/Sweet Pea, Cheryl Blossom/Veronica Lodge/Sweet Pea, Fangs Fogarty/Kevin Keller, Jughead Jones & Sweet Pea

Additional Tags: High School, Childhood Sweethearts, Fluff and Angst, Fluff and Smut, Enemies to Friends to Lovers, Workplace Relationship, Post-Break Up, Southside Serpent Jughead Jones, Mentioned Southside Serpents Gang, Pining

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the summer i turned pretty

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Show Me Your Moves/Fangs Fogarty

You sat in the lounge of your new school. You looked around in disgust at all the Northsiders, the same kids that had judged you, taunted you growing up simply because you had been born on the wrong side of the tracks. You watched with disdain as Jughead Jones locked lips with the Northsider, Betty. You heard a snort to your right.

“Typical Jones, might’ve been born on the Southside, but even with a serpent on his back he still tries to fit in with the preps.” You and Fangs snickered in unison at Sweet Pea’s comment, glancing at him sideways as he nudged you in the side. Toni gave you all a look.

“Come on guys, show a little respect. We’re all here aren’t we?” She turned to you, “Didn’t you just try out for cheer squad with me yesterday?” Your cheeks burned as jaws dropped around you. You reluctantly met the eyes of Fangs and Sweet Pea. They both had wide eyes.

“Cheer squad.” They both deadpanned at once. Toni smirked.

“Yep, her moves are even better than mine. I’m sorry, girl, was that a secret?”

You grimaced, “I only tried out cuz you made me, Topaz, and don’t lie to these poor souls, the only reason I made the squad was cuz you’re banging the captain.”

“Eu contraire, serpent sister of my beloved, if Toni wasn’t here, I’d definitely back up her statement,” the red-haired cheer captain waltzed in, wrapping a manicured hand around the shoulder of your friend. “You were the best of all the new girls.” You shook your head.

“Why didn’t anyone tell us she could dance! Why didn’t anyone tell us you could dance?” Sweet Pea turned to you with a serious look. You laughed.

“So what guys, we all knew Toni had moves, what’s the big deal if I have some too?” Your cheeks were still red as you continued to avoid a certain pair of eyes you knew were still peering into you.

“The big deal is,” a deep voice all but whispered next to you, drawing closer, “Now we’ve got to see them. That is if Toni can force you out of your jacket and into that little cheerleader outfit like she did to get you to try out.”

“Fat chance, Fangs. You’ll just have to wait til the next pep rally like the rest of the school,” you said with a wink.

 You and Toni had been dancing together since you were in diapers. From dancing on your tippy toes in elementary, to buying your first ballet shoes together after pick-pocketing a Northsider. When you got to Southside High as Freshman, you watched Toni make varsity. You had never been one to dance in front of others, especially a particularly handsome serpent. Ever since 8th grade, you’d had a top-secret crush on Fangs Fogarty. One of the Northside boys had made fun of your old, beat up shoes, and Fangs had taken care of it, and the northsider, for you. You never saw him as just a friend after that, but you knew Fangs only saw you as his childhood best friend, the girl whose pony tails he pulled in first grade, the girl whose eyes he covered for the scary parts of the movie at their first sleepover in fourth, the girl who knew all his deepest secrets and he hers.

Now, you were here, front and center at your first Riverdale High Football game. You pulled down your uncomfortably short skirt again, honestly not even aware you were doing it at this point. You ran your fingers through your hair, sweeping your eyes across the stands, hoping, but also a little nervous, to find familiar eyes looking back. You were met with Sweet Pea, and a smile pulled at the corners of your lips as he dropped an eye in a wink. You returned it, once again meeting with a familiar, if not menacing, pair. You felt a heat in the pit of your stomach, and your teeth pulled at your bottom lip as you maintained eye contact with Fangs. He looked… hungry. You liked it.

As the music started, your hips swayed. You ignored the immediate pang of panic, imagining you were back in the gym, just practicing with the girls. Even as your solo approached, you didn’t allow yourself the luxury of giving into the nerves. Even then, though, you couldn’t ignore the looks you received from your male peers. You couldn’t deny the allure of your body as it moved to the beat. You watched as Reggie couldn’t peel his eyes off you, suppressed a giggle at Sweet Pea’s wide ones, and quickly looked away upon seeing Fangs again, the hungry look still present, if not magnified. You bit your lip, finishing the dance as applause polluted your ears. You smirked, the praise giving you the confidence you needed to meet Fangs’ gaze once more. You watched his eyebrows raise at your change in demeanor, his lips mirroring the smirk that adorned yours.

 You burst through the doors of Pop’s, laughing with the girls as you all sauntered to the doors that led downstairs. Veronica had organized an after party for the game at her very own speakeasy, and you grinned at Toni at the thought of getting drunk and letting loose with your friends tonight. As you descended down the stairs you once again met eyes with the boy you couldn’t seem to shake. You grinned as he walked up to you, double fisting shots. He handed one to you and you threw it back effortlessly, smiling gratefully.

“My favorite.”

“You didn’t think I’d forget your drink, did you babygirl?” he asked, hand grazing your hip. You giggled softly at the pet name, you were such a lightweight.

“Well why don’t you go get me another and we’ll see?” He sauntered away to grab you another drink. As the night drew on, you felt the stress leave your body. The music filled your ears, the songs blurred together, and all the while, Fangs was close by, dancing with you, whispering sweet nothings in your ear. You were too drunk to wonder why the change in behavior, hours ago you had been best friends. Now, it was like he was seeing you for the first time. You weren’t complaining.

It was getting late, you’d probably leave soon. Or at least that was the plan until your favorite song, your song, blasted through the speakers. You turned and locked eyes with Toni, grinning devilishly. You grabbed her hands as you climbed the bar stools, stepping your heel clad foot onto the bar as Toni followed suit, your cheerleading costume still clinging to your hips, the same ones that started swaying. Your hands flew to your hair as your eyes dropped closed. You turned and swayed and when your eyes opened again they were glued to the boy who hadn’t left your side tonight. His eyes no longer held hunger, only lust. Your arms crossed across your body and your fingers gripped the fabric. You began peeling the top of your uniform above your head, never losing eye contact with Fangs. His eyebrows furrowed together as you threw the garment to him. He held it tightly, but then you lost your footing, falling directly into his arms.

“I think you’ve had one too many princess, let’s get you home.” You smiled lovingly, rubbing your thumb over his cheek. You kissed his nose and giggled. He let out a chuckle. “Maybe a few too many.”

“You know I like you?” you asked him. You’d regret that in the morning. He looked at you with eyebrows raised.

“You’re drunk babe, you won’t even remember this in the morning.”

“But I’ll remember dancing with you, the way you called me babygirl. Do you like me too, Fangs? Or am I just craazy?” your words slurred but your sentiment was sincere. He gave you a long look.

“I’ve liked you for a long time babygirl, just thought you wouldn’t feel the same. Didn’t want to ruin the friendship and all the other clichés.” You smiled up at him, and he captured your lips in a kiss, the type that stops time, just for a moment. It felt like forever. Eventually, you pulled away, flashing another small smile.

“How could I resist your charms, Fogarty?”

“It was your charms, princess, that were impossible to resist. That little skirt? Those moves? I didn’t stand a chance.”

[helplessly-nonstop]

Inhale My Love (F.F smut)

To be honest with you all, this has been a work in progress for the better part of a year, so here ya go! This is the best type of sin: PWP! Fangs decides to smoke a little joint with Reader beside him and well, I think you can connect the dots from there.

Warnings: use of recreational marijuana, smut, PWP, vaginal sex, fingering, oral sex(mxf), riding, little bit of a Papi!kink in there, little mention of a possible 3some, slight hair pulling, tbh this is mild compared to my SP smut

WC: 2126 words

It was a lovely Friday afternoon and since it was so close to spring break, Toni and I decided that we should split class for the day then head down to the quarry to get some sun.

I placed my sunglasses over my eyes and sighed, settling in my blanket that I had laid out before I announced,”And now, I shall take my nap to kick off my weekend.” Toni scoffed and glanced over at me as she protested,”Y/N, we all know that you couldn’t take a nap to save your ass. It’s not in your nature.” 

I raised my sunglasses to glare at her while I muttered,”You didn’t have to crush my hopes and dreams, ya know,Topaz? There’s this thing called compassion, maybe you should try it out.”

“I can’t, that blocks me from using this thing called the cold, hard truth on you.” I rolled my eyes at her statement and pulled the book I had started this morning from my backpack then began reading it.

“Don’t you know you should use sunscreen when you’re out in weather like this!” Sweet Pea called as he and Fangs headed over to us. I sighed then set my book and shouted in return,”And don’t you know you should stop yelling like you’re a maniac?”

He flopped on top of me and said,”Nope, because you’re a maniac too, which means that you really don’t mind me yelling like a maniac.”

“That made no sense. And get off of me, you’re ruining my tan lines, you ass!” I snapped, shoving him onto the ground. He grinned over at me then Fangs settled between Toni and I before the taller of the two stated,”So, what are we doing today?”

“Nothing, because it’s a lazy day.” I replied, continuing to read my book. The boys groaned then suddenly went quiet, something I was more than excited about.

“Fuck me!” I cried out as the boys soaked me with water. Fangs paused and looked down at me before he replied,”Tell me when and where and I’ll be there.”

My mouth dropped open in surprise and Sweet Pea began rolling with laughter as he crowed, ”Goddamn,my boy’s finally growing a set! Shit, Y/N, you just got served.”

“Served? This isn’t the 1990s anymore, Pea.” I muttered, shaking out the pages of my book to try and dry it out, only to huff, knowing it was hopeless to save.

Toni jerked up after answering a call then gripped Sweet Pea’s arm, yanking him to his feet, before she exclaimed,”We’ve got to go, Jughead needs us.”

“You want us to come along?” I asked, peeling my shirt away from my skin. She shook her head and jabbed her finger at Fangs, ordering,”No, we’ve got this. You take her back your place and get her new clothes to change into since you guys wanted to be a bunch of asses.”

He nodded and helped me to my feet before we drove to his place. Once we arrived back at his trailer, Fangs handed me a pair of sweatpants and a shirt much larger than my frame then I headed back to the bathroom, changing from my wet clothes.

When I walked into his room, he held up a joint and asked, ”You cool with me smoking one?” I nodded, settling beside him on the bed then turned on his little TV and focused on the random show after getting comfortable.

I watched as he put the joint out then his hand landed on my inner thigh, which I didn’t acknowledge. Whenever Fangs got high, he always got touchy feely, something I was used to. But what threw me off was when his hand slid up further, until it landed on my waistband of my sweatpants.

“Fangs?” I asked, looking up at him. His dark eyes were bloodshot and drooped half shut with a lazy grin stretched across his face.

“Pretty girl, I got a question for you.”he drawled out, leaning closer. I glanced down, my eyes catching on something in his pants.

“Oh my God.” I gasped, eyes glued to his erection. He reached for my hand and pressed it to his dick as he asked,”How would you feel if I fingered you?” Fangs was never this blunt when he was sober, but god, I was so thankful that he was acting like this.

“Come on, pretty girl, you know I’ve got a clear head, so let me finger that pretty pussy.” I squeaked at his filthy words and he smirked, releasing my hand to tangle his fingers in my hair, pulling me into a kiss.

I gasped into his mouth and pressed closer to him as his finger slid down further, parting my pussy lips. He growled at the feeling of how wet I was then he muttered,”Now I really got to finger you. C’mon, pretty girl, what do you say?”

“You’ve already got me this riled, so if you don’t make me come by fingering me, I swear to God, I will punch you in the dick.” I informed him, my breath coming out in pants. He grinned and wiggled the sweatpants down my legs before I kicked them off the rest of the way, Fangs moving between my thighs.

“God, pretty girl, you’re so wet. Maybe I should smoke around you more if this is what I get for it.” he suggested, spreading my lips to expose my clit. My body trembled with excitement as he pushed two fingers into me, almost like he was testing my readiness.

“Fangs, please. I can take it.” I whimpered, fingers winding in his hair. He smirked up at him and stated,”I’m fingering you, pretty girl, what more do you want?”

“Eat me out please.” I gasped, pushing at the back of his head. He leaned forward, blowing air onto my clit, and my hips jerked towards him, nails digging into his scalp. His tongue flicked out and wet his lips, teeth claiming a place on the plump bottom one.

“You sound so pretty when you’re desperate. You sure that you want that?” Fangs asked, raising an eyebrow at me. Nodding eagerly, I blurted out, ”Please, need it so bad, baby, please.” A smirk spread across his pretty lips then he leaned forward, sucking my clit into his mouth and gave a small nip to the nub. I gave a cry at the feeling and my head hit the pillow, hips rising to chase his mouth as he pulled away.

“Aww look at my pretty girl. So fucking desperate for me to make you come. You sure you want to come on my fingers and mouth… or do you want something just a little thicker and a lot longer?” His free hand traces his cock, a groan escaping his pretty lips then he questioned, “You wanna come on my tongue, lil mama? Yeah, I bet you fuckin’ do, pretty girl.”

“Fangs, c’mon, please… please fuck me, fuck me, let me come!” I pleaded, tugging on his hair. He flashed a grin at me then replied, “I suppose I could give in to you, but I don’t know…” I grabbed his wrist and tugged it upwards, sucking his fingers into my mouth, causing him to pause.

“Ahh fuck, pretty girl, you look so good sucking my fingers. That’s not fucking fair. Alright fine, you can come.”he agreed, curling his fingers upwards to find my g-spot. I cried out, head slamming into the pillow as he pressed a forearm across my waist, tongue flicking upwards to suck my clit back into his mouth.

“Fangs! Oh God, yes!” He allowed me to ride out my orgasm, my head thrashing back and forth as the pleasure began to consume me. He pulled away and crawled up to me, kissing me as he tangled his fingers in my hair, asking as he pulled away, “You ready to take a wild ride, pretty girl?”

“Hell yeah I am, Fangs.” I chirped, unbuttoning his jeans. He sat up and pushed them down, taking his boxers with him. He reached into the drawer and pulled out a condom, tearing the top off. I snagged it from his hand then pushed him into his back, straddling his waist as I rolled the condom on, grinding down on him.

“Fuck, pretty girl, being so naughty. But I can take it and I sure as fuck am gonna take you.”he snarled, slamming me backwards onto the mattress, pressing my thighs apart, guiding the head of his cock to my entrance.

“Just fuck me, you cocky serpent.” I spat, tilting my hips upwards. He gave a mean grin then chirped, “Fine, you asked for it.” He buried his cock into me, ducking his face in the crook of my neck as we moaned, my nails digging into his back.

“God, Sweet Pea’s gonna have so many fuckin’ jokes about this.” Fangs moaned as I dragged my nails through his hair. I laughed and allowed my eyes to flutter open, pleading, “Don’t talk about Sweet Pea while you’re fucking me, it’ll give me ideas.” His eyes seemed to grow darker, dilating, then he purred, “Does pretty girl like the thought of me and SP fucking her at the same time? Cause god, that’s fucking hot.”

I wrapped my legs around his waist then tightened them, snapping, “Can we make each other come now and talk about our possible threesome with Sweet Pea later? I’d really appreciate that.” He snapped his hips upwards, changing our pace of sweet and sensual to fast and rough as he bit out, “Yeah we can do that. God your pussy is so fucking tight, makes me want to come. But first, you’re gonna clench that cunt around my dick and you’re going to come for me again.”

“F-Fangs, please! Please let me come on your cock, I’ll be so good for you, fuck! Please, please, papi!” He froze at my plea and my eyes widened when I realized what I had called him but when I thought he was going to pull away, he groaned and muttered, “Dios mio, mi amor, you are so trying to kill me.” He rutted his hips against mine, deft fingers finding my clit as he continued to fuck me, my hands gripping the blanket underneath us.

“Aww, does pretty girl like the way I pound her pussy? Is she gonna come for me?” Fangs asked, pressing upwards with his fingertips, his pace beginning to stutter. I rocked down, twisting my hips to gain more friction before he leaned forward, working love bites both on my shoulder and neck, then I pleaded, “Make me come, Fangs.”

“Okay.”he stated simply, yanking my hips down with his free hand, his fingers pressing just right on my clit, a cry escaping me as he did so, my orgasm rushing through my body. My heart pounded in my chest and I could hear the thump of the beat in my ears as Fangs met his own release, a soft groan breaking the silence of the room.

He rolled me onto my back then kissed me on the forehead, murmuring, “Give me a minute, okay, pretty girl?” He pulled off the condom and tied it, throwing it into the wastebasket beside the bed, then walked into the bathroom, the sound of water running catching my attention.

He returned a few moments later, with a glass of water and a washcloth. I took the cup and began to sip on the drink as he wiped my thighs, waking sure he didn’t miss anything, before he offered me a shirt, saying, “Don’t want you getting cold.” I smiled at his worry for me then wrapped my arms around his waist, laying my head on his chest.

His phone began ringing and he picked up, letting out a hum when he realized that it was Sweet Pea calling him, “SP, what’s up, man? How’d it go with Jones?” Our tall friend began ranting about all the bullshit our favorite Serpent Prince had put our friends through then I took the phone, informing him, “I hate to do this to you, Sweets, but it’s my cuddle time so call back at another time. Thanks, love you, stay safe!”

I pressed end and set the phone on the floor, tangling my legs with Fangs’, murmuring, “Alright, it’s nap time, motherfucker.”

“Am I forgiven for the water incident?”he asked, kissing my temple. I hummed for a moment then muttered, “I dunno, ask me in the morning when my brains return to me.” He laughed in return, pressing his forehead to mine as he murmured, “Thank you.”

“Mm, thank you.”

[southsidewrites]

Summary: Ever since Toni joined the River Vixens, she’s been on your case about how nonexistent your love life is. One day, she decides to set you up on a blind date.  Despite your initial hesitance, you realize that it just might be a good idea after all.

Word Count: 2811

Warnings: language

Request Concept Created by @fcgartys: “it'll be like, the reader is set up on a blind date and she talks to her friends about how nervous she is, etc. And when she's at the venue waiting for her date, Fangs shows up and sits with her, they talk etc and eventually he lets loose that he's her date. AND THEN there's that line from love Simon (which inspired this fic) "are you disappointed it's me? "Not at all" ♥️”

Author’s Note: I was in the mood to write a fluffy Fangs fic, and Jemma came through.  I hope you enjoy it!

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[youbuildmeupbeliever]

Lazy Day with Fangs (Fangs Fogarty x Reader)

BEEP, BEEP!

You were pulled from your deep-sleep dreams by some horrendous beeping noise.

Ugh. The unrelenting sound of your alarm clock.

You reached over to your bedside table to turn it off but you were trapped. Fangs, your boyfriend of four years, had his arm draped around your waist, keeping you tucked into his chest.When you tried to reach for your phone, his grip tightened around you.

“No,” he said sleepily as he nuzzled into your hair.

You giggled softly and wiggled your way out of his arms to turn off the offending noise. You grabbed your phone off the table and leaned back into his chest, his arms returning to their earlier embrace.

You and Fangs met in high school and had been dating ever since the tenth grade. You were both in college together now; him in the mechanics program and you in the teaching program. In addition to that, you were busy working at Pop’s Chock’lit Shoppe and he was busy with the Southisde Serpents. Time alone together was precious and hard to come by these days.

Scrolling through your Twitter feed, a tweet from Riverdale Community College caught your eye: “Due to the cold weather and immense snow accumulation, Riverdale Community College is closed until roads can be cleared and temperatures warm up. Classes will resume tomorrow. Apologies for any inconveniences.”

Then, you caught a tweet from Pop’s: “Pop’s Chock’lit Shoppe will be closed until the weather clears up! Stay warm, folks!”

And finally, a tweet from the Town of Riverdale: “The Town of Riverdale is in a State of Emergency! Due to the 23 inches of snow accumulated over night and temperatures dipping below -40* with the windchill, all businesses and roads are closed. It is recommended that citizens stay inside until further notice.”

You nearly squealed in excitement. Finally, you thought to yourself. A day with Fangs with no distractions, just the two of you.

Rolling over, you pecked soft little kisses all over his scruffy, tan face before finally landing on his lips. Fangs groaned and a sleepy smile emerged on his face, eyes still closed.

“What’s got you all excited at this hour?” He mused.

“Baby, the town is closed and we can’t leave the house! Just you and me, all day!” You squealed.

“What the hell are you talking about?” He mumbled, unable to take your enthusiasm as he pushed his face into the pillow.

“It’s below -40* and it snowed like, two feet! We get to have a snow day!” You were so excited. You couldn’t remember the last time you spent the whole day together and all you wanted to do was snuggle and watch movies with your boyfriend.

“That’s great, babe, but since we don’t actually have to do anything today, can we go back to sleep for a couple hours?”

You kissed his cheek in response and turned back around, pushing your back into his chest. His arms wrapped around you, his lips meeting your shoulder as you both allowed sleep to overtake you once again.

Later, you woke to the smell of something yummy. Was that pancakes? Bacon? Coffee? Mmm… maybe it was all three? You hoped it was all three, definitely.

“Wake up, baby girl,” a soft voice prompted your eyes to open. Fangs sat on your side of the bed, his hand carding through your hair.

You opened your eyes and a smile crept onto your face. “Hi,” you said softly pulling the covers back over your shoulders and snuggled your face into Fangs’ hip.

“Now you’re sleepy, hey?” he chuckled. “When you’re ready to get out of bed, there’s breakfast and coffee waiting for you, Lazy Bones.” Fangs leaned down and pressed a kiss to your forehead before leaving the room.

It didn’t take long for you to emerge from the bedroom, cloaked in one of his baggy hoodies. You sat next to him at the small table, a plate of pancakes and bacon and a mug of steaming coffee in front of you.

“Mmm, this looks perfect. Thanks, Handsome!” You smiled widely at him before taking a sip of your hot coffee.

You and Fangs ate breakfast together, enjoying the ease of the morning knowing neither of you had anywhere to be or anything to do. After breakfast, you both cleaned up the kitchen and were washing the dishes.

“So what do you think about having a movie marathon today?” he asked as he handed you a plate to load into the dishwasher.

“And a pillow fort?!” You’d be lying if you said you hadn’t been planning this all in your head since you found out you’d both be home for the day.

Fangs laughed loudly as you started the dishwasher.

“Yeah, that sounds good to me. What movie do we want to start with?” Fangs grabbed the dish cloth and began wiping down the table.

“Hmm… let’s start with Grease!” You grinned.

“Seriously? You’ve seen that movie a thousand times!” His dark brown eyes full of disbelief and mock-irritation.

“What can I say?” You asked as you walked over to him. “I’ve got a thing for hot guys in leather jackets.” You kissed his cheek and skipped away to gather blankets and pillows as Fangs chuckled, finishing cleaning up with kitchen.

It took you two over an hour to build the perfect pillow fort. Layers upon layers of pillows scattered the living room floor, blankets piled on top. A large sheet tented over the makeshift bed from one end of the room to the other. Fangs had moved the television to the ground and had the movie all queued up. You had agreed to alternate movie choices for the day.

And then the pillow fight began.

It started with you throwing a pillow over your shoulder, knocking Fangs in the chest. All of a sudden, something soft hit your backside. You looked over your shoulder and saw the boyish grin on his face.

“Oh, this is means war.”

It was all giggles and ducking behind furniture from there on. You threw pillows at each other and tried to knock the other on the ground. Eventually, Fangs seemed to disappear. You stood up, walking into the living room and looked around for him.

“Fangs? Where’d you go? This isn’t fun-”

The wind got knocked out of you as you felt strong arms wrap around you and you were pushed down to the ground. You giggled as Fangs straddled your waist, your arms pinned above your head by one of his hands. Your eyes met his teasing brown orbs and he leaned down like he was going to kiss you. You closed your eyes waiting for his lips to meet yours, but they didn’t come.

All of a sudden, your ribs were attacked by his hands tickling you. You shrieked and wiggled, but his weight on top of you wouldn’t allow you to get far.

Fangs laughed boisterously as he tickled your sides and you fought to catch your breath.

“Fangs! … Stop it! I… I-I can’t breathe!” You laughed and struggled to get your words out.

His hands slowed and eventually, he released your hands. You attempted to push him off of you as your breathing evened out. He leaned down yet again, but for a kiss this time before finally getting off of you and settling in beside you. You lifted your head for him to slide his arm around you and he started the movie.

“This is what heaven feels like, I swear,” You mused.

“Agreed, babe,” Fangs said into your temple, squeezing his arm around your shoulder.

Once the movie ended and you’d finished gushing over Danny Zuko in a leather jacket, you both decided it was time for some hot chocolate.

Fangs helped you up and you made your way to the kitchen. Like a well-oiled machine, you grabbed the kettle and filled it with water and he reached into the cupboards and grabbed two mugs and the hot chocolate mix.

You turned on the radio after you turned the kettle on. Blink 182’s I Miss You was playing and before you got the chance to say anything, Fangs’ arms were around your waist and he was moving your bodies together slowly to the music in the background. You rested your head on his firm chest, listening to his steady heartbeat and you danced around the kitchen.

Just as the song ended, the kettle started squealing, signalling that the water was boiling. You pulled away slowly, but not before he pressed a soft kiss to your forehead. You smiled at him in appreciation as you moved to fix up the hot drinks.

“I think we should add marshmallows and whip cream. If we’re going to do hot chocolate, we’re going to do it right,” he looked at you with hope in him eyes.

“Oh, yes please!”

You both prepared your hot chocolate with the proper fixings and moved back to the living room. You settled into Fangs’ side as he started his choice, Rogue One, to which you of course rolled your eyes. Before you started dating him, you’d never seen any of the Star Wars movies, and you’d fully intended on keeping it that way. Until now, apparently.

The opening credits began to roll and his arm tightened around you as you took a sip from your hot drink.

“You know, this has been the best day. I’ve missed doing this stuff with you,” Fangs spoke softly, his brown eyes full of affection.

“It’s been perfect,” You agreed. “I’ve missed hanging out with you like this, too. We need to make more time for each other.” You sat up a little higher and kissed his cheek.

“Agreed, babe,” He punctuated with a tender kiss to your lips.

You both tightened your hold on the other and started watching the movie.

It was a day well spent.

[bruisedsnake]

Fangs Fogarty// Baby Bump

Fandom: Riverdale

Request: Can you do a imagine where the reader is sweet peas sister and she dating fangs and she pregnant when fangs got shot and fangs know but sweet pea don't know she pregnant and maybe she a little bump thanks

Trying to hide your baby bump was getting harder and harder. You knew that soon you couldn’t pass it as you gaining weight.

It was hard enough telling your boyfriend, Fangs, that he got you pregnant. Now you had to pass the obstacle of telling your brother, and Fangs’ best friend, Sweet Pea.

Sweet Pea made Fangs promise he would never hurt you when the two of you began dating. It was more like a threat, but either way, Fangs was scared.

He hadn’t actually hurt you, of course, but getting you pregnant was much worse.

Raising a child while still in high school would be difficult. Especially when Fangs was always getting hurt because he was involved in all of the ‘Serpent against Northsider’ fights.

This injury, though, was much worse than all of the others.

You were watching TV, anxiously awaiting the arrival of Fangs. He promised to come right to your house when he was released from jail.

And that’s when you got the phone call.

The loud ringing of your phone woke you from your light sleep on the couch, still waiting for his arrival.

“Hello, is this F/N L/N?” an unknown voice said.

“Uhh yeah. Yeah this is her,” you said, concern lacing through your voice.

“You are the emergency contact for Fangs Fogarty. He’s just been admitted to our hospital,”

“Oh-oh my God. Is he OK? What happened?” panic was now apparent in your voice. You were quick to stand up and begin silently searching for your keys.

“He was shot, ma’am,”

Your heart was racing, and so were your feet. Dashing out of the house, you hopped into your car and sped off to the hospital.

Not only was he your boyfriend, but he was going to be a father in just a couple short months. This made your mind race even more. Being a teenage mother was going to be stressful enough. If Fangs wasn’t in the picture, even more weight would be resting on your shoulders.

A few minutes later you were pulling into the parking lot of the hospital.

You ran off through the doors of the hospital, frantically searching for the front desk.

Once your eyes landed on it, you rushed over to a lady who didn’t seem to be as busy as the others.

“Hi, how may I help you,” she asks in an inviting tone.

“I got a call that Fangs Fogarty was here,” you say, trying to move your voice down to an un-almarming tone.

“Oh, yes, are you F/N L/N?” she asks, now searching for a paper on the scattered desk.

“Yeah, I am,” you say, your eyes moving to all of the hallways you could possibly find Fangs in, as if you would find him this way.

“He’s in room 207,” she comments, sending you running off to the room.

After running past a few rooms, your eyes finally spot room 207.

Your hand shoots to the handle, slowly swinging it open.

Once you open the door, you are greeted with the sight of Fangs laying with his eyes clothes, presumably in an involuntary sleep.

Slowly approaching the hospital bed, you pull up a chair from the corner of the room and set it next to the bed.

Sitting down quickly, you move your hand to Fangs’. Your soft hand was grasping his calloused one, making you smile.

He was okay, and that’s all that mattered.

You were enjoying the silence in the room, as you dropped your head onto the hospital bed.

You closed your eyes momentarily, exploring all of the horrible possibilities. All of the things that could’ve happened. You could’ve ended up as a widowed teenage mother, all due to people blaming murder on the serpents.

Yes, Riverdale was now a dangerous place. Far too dangerous for you to raise a child. You and Fangs used to talk about how when the two of you would have a baby, you guys would move away to somewhere much more peaceful.

Of course, the plan was to have a baby years and years into the future.

You pondered the thought of having a baby with Fangs. Although you knew it would be stressful and tiring, you would give that child the best damn life you could provide.

You smiled again at the thought of Fangs with a baby.

+++

An hour or so passed and you were growing more and more tired. You wanted to sleep, but you couldn’t bring yourself to close your eyes for longer than a few minutes without shooting awake, thinking Fangs somehow woke up within the minutes you weren’t paying attention.

Thinking back to all of the hospital shows you watched, you remembered that the doctors would always say talking to the patient may wake them.

Willing to take the chance of embarrassing yourself, you begin to softly speak.

“Fangs? Fangs, baby. You should really wake up. I’m tired,” you say, a smile breaking into your face.

After a few moments, you realized it was just like talking to your baby bump.

Well maybe not just like it, but it was similar.

“Y’know, you’re gonna be a great dad,” you comment gently.

“You already take such good care of me, I know the baby will be treated like a princess,” you continue.

You hear a click of the door behind you, causing you to turn around. Your eyes land onto your brother, Sweet Pea.

“Hey, pea,” you say, turning your attention back to Fangs, who was still peacefully laying there.

“Baby?” he asks in a harsh tone, as he approaches the bed where his best friend lays. The question confuses you for a moment.

“You heard that?” you say, more alarmed than you intended for.

“No I was just guessing that’s what you said,” he says in a sarcastic tone.

His glare meets yours, as he asks, “Is there something you want to tell me?”

“Surprise?” you say. He was going to find out sooner or later. Might as well have done it while Fangs was already in a hospital bed, just to save Pea the trouble of putting him in one.

Just as you say this, Fangs’ eyes flutter open.

“Fangs!” both you and Sweet Pea exclaim in unison.

Fangs flinches at this, causing you to quiet your voice down.

“You’re awake! Finally! I was getting worried,” you comment.

“How long have you been here,” his broken voice asks.

“Just a few hours,” you answer after checking the clock hanging on the wall.

“You guys have been here for hours?” he asks, his voice finally steady.

“All for you, buddy,” Sweet Pea says.

“Shut up, Pea. You’ve been here for two minutes,” you glare.

“How’re you feeling?” you ask, turning your attention back to Fangs.

“I’ve felt better,” he says, his eyes closing slowly.

A few moments of silence pass, before you hear Sweet Pea’s voice.

“When were you gonna tell me you knocked up my sister?” he says, almost too casually.

“Pea!” You exclaim, as you watch Fangs’ eyes fly open.

“What? You told him?” Fangs asks, his voice much louder than before.

“I didn’t tell him! He was lurking in the hallway! How was I supposed to know he was there?” you challenge.

Although you knew you weren’t going to hear the end of it from Pea, you were happy.

Fangs was okay and you didn’t have to hide anything from Pea anymore. Well, you did. But you didn’t have to lie about a pregnancy anymore, which made you all the more happier.

[anninhiliation]

His Touch ~ blurb

A/N I own nothing but my thoughts

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 It was 12:00 am and a thunderstorm was outside. The wind was blowing so hard the branches on the trees were swaying. The rain was beating against the windows and roof of the trailer. The two of you were laying in bed, spooning. Fangs was the big spoon, and you were the little spoon. The two of you had been spending the night silently speaking until you slowly drifted off to sleep. Fangs hand been lightly touching you tracing meaningless patterns. Feeling your soft skin against his rough hands. He was mesmerized by your natural beauty, with your hair lightly sprawled against the pillow. Your breathing was so peaceful and calm, just looking at it calmed him down. To him, you were an angel, a gift from the gods made especially for him. In all honesty, he still has not figured out why he deserves someone as wonderful as you.

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[thesweetestofsweetpeas-blog]

Rough Days || Fangs Fogarty x Reader

Summary: Some day’s are worse than others, but when Fangs tells you a story, tomorrow seems easier to bear.

Warnings: panic attack

Authors note: I had a rough day and wanted to write about it. Lol if only I had a Fangs to make it better. Although I was watching Impractical Jokers while writing this and that’s close enough tbh.

Some days were worse than others. Today just so happened to be one of those rough days. You laid in bed, surrounded by blankets, hoping to sleep away the days emotions. You’ve been in a bad mood all day causing you to snap at anyone in your path. You hated being so mean, but sometimes you just couldn’t handle it and you had to! Anything and everything set you off. Something as simple as Sweet Pea asking you to grab him a water bottle at lunch caused you to rage. You didn’t know why you were so angry, but you were, and now you just felt tired. Tired and sad.

The faces your friends made after each time you said something throughout the day played through your mind. Faces of shock and faces of hurt. You for sure thought that they hated you, certain that they’d never want to speak to you again. Your eyes stung with tears as you buried yourself deeper into the bundle of blankets.

Your bedroom door creaked opened as you clutched your blanket, pulling it to cover your head. You didn’t want to speak to anyone, especially about your all over the place emotions. You felt the edge of your bed dip as a large hand pulled the blanket away from your head. The concerned face of your boyfriend, Fangs Fogarty, stared down at you. Your chest tightened as you tried to hold back the waterworks.

He placed his hand on your arm, “You good?” Your vision blurred as you nodded your head. You had been so mean to him not only an hour ago and yet here he was checking up on you. Tears spilled over. Fangs reached out and swiped his thumb over your cheek, catching a few tears on their journey down. You licked your lips tasting the saltiness. “Today was rough” he commented. You nodded thinking back on the way you had treated everyone. You retreated, pulling the blanket back over your head. “No no no, you can’t do that. You can’t shut me out.”

You gripped at your chest trying to rip it open. It felt too tight and you couldn’t breathe. You wanted it to stop, you needed it all to stop. You sat up throwing the blankets off of you, your hands felt clammy and you began gasping for your breath. You couldn’t catch it, it was running to fast. You heaved and jumped out of bed, pushing Fangs out of the way as you bolted for your bathroom. You let out the contents of your stomach then sat back on your knees. Fangs leaned against the frame of the bathroom with his arms crossed. He couldn’t stomach it when others got sick, so he cared from afar.

You wiped your mouth on the back of your hand as you stood up. You flushed the toilet and shakily walked towards the sink. The minty fresh toothpaste overpowered the taste and hopefully smell of vomit. Tears continued to spill down your cheeks as you angrily brushed your teeth. Fangs wrapped his arms around you from behind and kissed your exposed shoulder. You glanced at him in the mirror before spitting out the toothpaste, “I’m sorry, I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” You leaned backwards, back flushed with Fangs’s chest.

He brushed your sticky sweaty hair out of your face. He knew that you knew what was wrong, and he also knew that you hated talking about it. You’ve been fighting depression and anxiety for years. You knew how to handle it and hated when others tried to butt their way in to fix it. “You just need some rest, that’s all” Fangs replied, leading you out of the bathroom and back to bed. You climbed in and scooted to the opposite side, leaving just enough room for Fangs to climb in behind you. He pulled the blankets over the two of you as you cuddled into his chest.

It was barely past 4:00 in the afternoon, but you’ve never felt more exhausted. Allowing the exhaustion to take over, your eyes dropped as Fangs massaged your scalp. You apologized for the day’s behavior praying that Fangs didn’t hate you. In reality you knew he didn’t, but your mind was so clouded with foreign thoughts that you needed to make sure. He shushed you and began telling you a story his mom used to tell him about a bird who one day flew above the rain clouds to find the sun still shining. Your heart still felt heavy, but you could feel the heaviness fly above the storm clouds, finding the sun still shining and leaving behind a certain lightness that made the next day just a little bit easier to handle.

[ao3feed--bughead]

in(k)duction

by silkd0e

sometimes ink is thicker than blood. OR betty's quest to get a serpent tattoo. beta read by my beloved @letterfromada ♡

Words: 1507, Chapters: 1/2, Language: English

Fandoms: Riverdale (TV 2017)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/M

Characters: Betty Cooper, Jughead Jones, FP Jones II, Alice Cooper (Archie Comics), Chic Cooper (mentioned), Toni Topaz (mentioned), Sweet Pea (Mentioned), Fangs Fogarty (mentioned)

Relationships: Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones, Jughead Jones/Betty

Additional Tags: bughead - Freeform, season two, southside serpents, betty getting the tattoo she deserves, Riverdale (TV) Season 2, Fluff, FP is slightly terrified of alice, 2x17, riverdale 2x17, Serpent!Jughead, Serpent!Betty, serpent!bughead, Twoshot

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53809060

[southside-sweets]

Jordan and Drew wallpaper @serpenteazy just because I know how much you love the soft bbs❤️

[ourhappylies]

Being Best Friends with Fangs Fogarty Would Include - Riverdale

Author: Cherry🍒 Requested: Anonymous.

- Being a Southside Serpent. Fangs would have helped you throughout the entirety of your initiation.

- Fangs being incredibly dedicated to you and the friendship. He’d always be there for you when you need him and he’d do absolutely anything you’d ask.

- Going for rides together.

- Often hanging out with Toni Topaz and Sweet Pea too.

- Going to the Whyte Wyrm together and having a few drinks while playing a game of pool against Toni and Pea. When you and Fangs are teamed up, you always win.

- Quite a lot of sleepovers. It alternates between your house and his. Sometimes, you’ll both just show up without warning at Sweet Pea's trailer and have a sleepover there.

- Being the kind of friends that everyone always knows that you’re besties.

- FP always saying “Here comes trouble” when he sees you and Fangs together.

- Pranking Sweet Pea and the other young Serpents.

- ‘Double Trouble’ becoming the name people refer to you and Fangs as, thanks to FP mostly.

- Giving each other tattoos when you’re both feeling bold enough.

- Borrowing his flannel shirts to pair with your own outfits.

- Helping him with his school work and homework so he doesn’t fall behind.

- Goofing off together almost 24/7.

[xsuperhero-expertx]

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