#not gonna tag him as a riverdale oc though i did obviously put my own spin on him

[ginger-grimm]

OC PRIDE MONTH CHALLENGE 2022

Day 1: Gay Day

DJ Doiley

“Yeah, right! If Teddy Green is surpassing me in science, I’m coming out of the closet."

“Uh, Deej...”

“Oh, shit, seriously?”

TAGGING: @waterloou @firsthorror @eddysocs @ocs-supporting-ocs @foxesandmagic @veetlegeuse @decennia @hiddenqveendom @arrthurpendragon @luucypevensie @richitozier (also aesthetic layout heavily inspired!) @noratilney @jvstjewels @oneirataxia-girl

[shaniahnoel]

Buttercup Pt 1/?

A/N: Well, this is my first time dabbling in Fanfiction, please let me know what you think! It’ll be a romance between Sweet Pea and an OC, but I wanted to actually build it so we’re not there yet. 

Word Count: 1538ish

Warnings: None

Part Two

“Hey Sweets, can you do me a solid?” Fangs asked, a little hesitantly. 

Sweet Pea looked up and cocked an eyebrow, waiting. 

“Can you come to dinner at my house tonight? My aunt is gonna be there, and she just gets on the Southside all the time.”

“And you want me to go there why...? To get insulted?” 

“No, P, me and my mom, well this is family y’know so she gets tongue tied and doesn’t want me to say anything and I gotta respect my moms. You don’t have that limit.”

Sweet Pea’s lips turned up in a smirk. “So you want me to champion the Southside? What kind of Serpent are you?”

The last words were a challenge and Fangs stiffened. 

“The kind that puts his mom above anything. This is how I care for blood. Getting you in is how I care for family. I don’t even want to fight with her. I want her to get us.”

There was a moment of tension where Sweet Pea looked down at the newer member who, to his credit, didn’t blink. 

“Alright Fang, for your mom though.”

Fangs’ mom fluttered nervously around the kitchen, triple checking every dish. Her long blond hair was pulled back into a neat ponytail and she hastily pulled the tag off the blouse she was wearing. Fangs was setting the table while Sweet Pea stood back and took in the scene. His annoyance of the whole thing faded as he listened to Fangs mom lecture him about the way he had spoken to his aunt before. Fangs had defended the Serpents. 

“Oh, and Fang? Soph’s coming too.”

Fangs face was somewhere between a smile and grimace, like he couldn’t quite decide how he felt about that. 

“She’s my cousin, P. A year younger.” He said in response to the question in his eyes. 

“Great more Northsiders.”

As he spoke the gravel crunched outside and Fang ducked to grab the glass his mom had let tumble. Setting it carefully on the table, he took one last look at the settings, knowing his aunt would complain anyways. He heard his mom answer the door. 

“Angela, it’s good to see you!” she tried to sound enthused.

“Yes, yes, Rachel please let me in before any of the riffraff around here get ideas.”

Sweet Pea turned to the door. Fangs’ aunt was nearly identical to her sister, except a few inches shorter and many degrees colder. His cousin shuffled in behind her, clearly uncomfortable in the South Side already. She smiled softly at her family and gave them each brief hugs. Sweet Pea came forward then and held out his hand. Sophia’s eyes widened in surprise as she looked up at him. At first Sweet Pea took it to be fear but, before he could react, he felt her hand in his. 

“I’m Sophia,” she said, “and you are?”

“Sweet Pea.”

“Sweet Pea,” she repeated, clearly trying to match the name to the giant in leather before her. 

“These gangs and their stupid names. Still, it’s a nicer sounding name than ‘Fangs’, Michael.” 

Fangs gave a weak chuckle, as if something about that was funny to him. Sweet Pea bit his tongue on his reply. Instinct said to put the Northsider in her place, but family said to help his fellow Serpent. He would endure for now.

They made it through most of the meal decently. Aunt Angela briefly traded in her South Side comments to instead remark on Rachel’s cooking. Rachel had the best homecooked food in the South Side, so Sweet Pea was left to assume this woman was capable of no positivity. Sophia and Fangs were catching up, whatever had caused his indecision later seemed to have passed. She leaned forward then to talk to him.

“So, Sweet Pea, what year are you?”

“Junior, same as Fang.”

“And how long have you been a Junior?” Aunt Angela asked.

As he heard the implication, Sweet Pea’s face darkened and he didn’t trust himself to answer. Fang looked at him apologetically, but it was Sophia who spoke.

“Mom, what is your problem?”

“My problem? My daughter is on her way to becoming valedictorian and going to go on to an Ivy school. I don’t have a problem. That my nephew is on the fast track to joining his father in prison is my sister’s problem. One I’ve been trying to help her see since she married that Serpent.”

“James is a good man.” Rachel snarled.

“Yes, Rachel, because good men end up in prison.”

“Mom, shut up, Uncle James is a good guy. So is Fang.”

“Sophia! Only a few hours in the South Side and you’re already under their influence. Good people don’t join gangs. Fang isn’t just some stupid nickname for Michael, he’s joined the Serpents, just like his parents.”

There was a brief moment where Sophia looked at Fang and then her mother. She should have pieced it together, but she just couldn’t picture her sweet cousin in a gang. Her silence lit a match under Sweet Pea.

“Yeah, Northsider, can’t defend a Serpent now, can you?” he said scathingly.

“You see, Sophia? They’re all the same on the South Side. Belligerent idiots who think manners and laws don’t apply to them. I knew I should have eliminated all contact once James went to jail, but being good hearted I thought Michael could use your influence. But now here he is becoming this obstinate little—”

“Mom,” Sophia’s voice cut across. “The only thing I care about is how Fang feels about Buttercup.”

There was a brief pause. Angela and Sweet Pea both wore a look of confusion, while Rachel looked surprised. Fang, however, smiled and answered:

“I say to hell with the other two, Buttercup is my girl.”

Sophia smiled then and turned to face her mom.

“Mom, I don’t care if Fangs is a Serpent. I don’t care that my Uncle is in prison. I don’t care that Aunt Rachel still lives on the South Side. This is our family, and it’s time we act like it.”

“Don’t you dare talk to me like that. We are going home and we’re going to discuss your punishment.”

“No, you can go home. It’s a Friday, I’m staying the night at Aunt Rachel’s. If it’s okay with her, that is.”

“Soph, you are always welcome in my home.”

Angela’s lips were in a thin line as she stood up.

“Sophia Margaret, come with me this instant or you will regret it.”

Now, Sophia wasn’t afraid of her mother, but she hesitated. Staring uncertainly between her cousin and aunt but it was Sweet Pea who spoke.

“You’ll be fine, Soph, Serpents take care of their family.”

With renewed confidence she spoke, “Just go mom. Take your bigotry with you.”

The door of the house slammed shut and gravel spun as her mother drove away. There was an awkward silence when she left and Sophia began to get flushed as she realized what had just happened. Her mother’s threat started to sink in. Rachel came and put an arm around her.

“Hey,” she said, “it’ll be alright. Thank you, for sticking up for us all.”

Tears were forming in Sophia’s eyes.

“I shoulda stood up to her sooner. I missed you both. I just couldn’t get through to her. I thought maybe a nice dinner like we used to have would change things, but clearly nostalgia doesn’t bring miracles..”

“Hey, it’s all good.” Fangs responded warmly. “At least I got my girl back.”

Sophia bit back a laugh while Rachel groaned.

“Ugh, worrying about what the two of you are gonna be up to is worse than worrying about the Serpents.”

“I’m not sure why you’re worried, it sounds like they just talk about powerpuff girls?” Sweet Pea said with a smirk.

“Hey no, no, it’s not what you think,” Fang quickly countered.

“I think that my boy Fang just confessed to liking Buttercup the Powerpuff Girl… what am I missing here? I want the full story to tell the guys.”

“He was defending me,” Sophia stepped in with an eye roll while Rachel laughed in the background. “When I was 12, I was fighting with my friends about the best powderpuff girl. I know it was stupid, but they were making fun of me, and Fang overheard them. So, he came and joined my side and when the guys he knew asked if he really watched a chick show, he lied to them and said he did. He sacrificed his friendships to support me. It was about time I sacrificed for him.”

Rachel wiped her eyes at the remark, but Sweet Pea just snorted.

“I’m still telling them that you’re into Buttercup.”

“Well, personally I’m confused about how you immediately recognized the name as a Powerpuff Girl?”

The quip came out before Sophia really thought about it, but it had Fangs cracking up immediately. Sweet Pea’s face flashed with annoyance but something about her eyes as she said it calmed him down. His lips quirked up in a partial smile.

“Okay, okay, I’ll keep it quiet… for now.”

Rolling her eyes, Sophia turned to Fangs.

“So it seems like we need to catch up forreals, Serpent.” She teased Fangs. 

A/N: Obviously I don’t own any of the Riverdale characters, but Sophia and her relationship with our beloved Sweet Pea are my personal creation as well as the plot lines herein. There may be some basis on events currently happening in Riverdale, but not necessarily.