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Hello! Since itâs been 3 years since I began to write this series, and I completed it on sort of a bad note I figured I would rewrite it and make it a little more detailed..
If you want to see the âoldâ series, you can find it on my masterlist.
Let me know if you guys want me to continue rewriting this series :-)
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masterlist
word count; 1.6k
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It was a Friday, as many students around southside high jumbled through the hallways. Although cloudy many people were excited to get their weekends started. Whether it involved drug running from one gang to the northside (which was a typical ghoulie Saturday night) or the serpents gathering in their favourite bar, everyone in southside high could agree they were in much need of a weekend. Student were just pooling out their classes, most shoving anything into their locker.
An unfamiliar figure, red hair sticking out from the sea of dark colours in the hallway, ran into the front door of the building. Both ghoulies and Serpents alike looked at the strange boy, some members already sizing up for a fight.
âArchie? What the hell are you doing here?â A dark-haired boy spoke. This was Jughead, a recent serpent by blood, being a new student at southside high not wanting to drag much attention to himself. But here he was talking with a candle in a dark room.
âItâs Mayor McCoy. Sheâs rounding up all the serpents! You have to come back with m-â Before Archie could speak, a new member to their conversion came over, pushing him back slightly. He was at least half a foot taller than Archie, and about four times as intimidating. This was Sweet Pea, and while many people liked to joke that he wouldnât hurt a fly, no one would say that to his face.
âWhat are you doing here? This isnât the northside, did you get lost on your way to the football game?â
Archie glared at him, before turning his attention back to Jughead, âLookâ, he spoke, âMayor McCoy is on her way over here right now and sheâs sen-â
However before he could finish she walked in herself. Along with at least a dozen police officers.
They were handcuffing students left and right, and they were all serpents. No ghoulies touched at all. Sweet pea watched in horror as they first got Fangs, then Toni and many more serpents he was friendly with. Sweet Pea started to panic, he was not wearing his jacket.
âFuck.. Fuck whereâs Y/n?â
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You were laughing at something Sweet pea had said. Your fingers were laced with his as soon as you had gotten off his bike. Every morning, rain or shine he would show up at your house and give you a ride. Much to the dismay of your parents. Despite all these circumstances though, you were not together. There was flirting, hand holding, and movie dates, but it was never âofficialâ. Sweet pea had wanted to ask you out for the longest time, however since you werenât a serpent not many people would agree with the relationship. He did have thoughts at night if it would be better if he didnât acknowledge you. It had already caused problems with the ghoulies in 9th grade, and If he could help it he wished that no one could harm you.
It was a cold October morning while you walked through the parking lot. You had forgotten to bring a sweater that day, your hand removing from Sweet Peas as you rubbed your hands up and down your arms.
âCold?â Sweet Pea asked. He was already in the process of taking his jacket off as you shook you head.
âNo, Pea Iâm fine I- â
âJust borrow it until lunch. I think you have English first and that class always has the windows open.â
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âWhoâs Y/N?â Archie spoke, a bit dumbfounded that Sweet Pea could remember any girlâs name.
It was like slow motion for all three boys stood by the lockers. Being dragged out of her favourite class, Chemistry. The look on her face was etched with confusion, worry, and slight anger. She was struggling against the too very tall officers (albeit not taller than Sweet Pea). Both officers sported similar looks of pride, as if to say, look at us we caught the bad guy. But that was exactly the problem as they pulled you down the hallway, you werenât.
Her eyes met with Sweet Peas first, slight tears forming. And then her eyes snapped over to the red-headed northsider with a glare. There were silver handcuffs digging into her wrists as they pushed opened the front doors roughly before taking off in a police car.
âFuck!â
Sweet Pea hit his fist into the lock, leaving a large dent in it. His hand then went directly to his hair, tugging and trying to figure out what the hell to do now. Before Archie had a moment to say anything, Sweet Pea whipped around grabbing his collar.
âYou did this! You asshole!â Sweet Pea heaved, âSheâs now in prison because you called mayor psychoâ
Archie shook his head, and pushed Sweet Pea back, âI didnât do that. I came to warn you. And why are you so worried about her? Iâm sure youâll find another southside girlâ
Sweet Peaâs fist collided with Archies jaw, before he fumed off, trying to figure out how the hell he was going to get you out. And how he was going to explain to FP he gave a non-serpent his jacket.
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After cooling off, Sweet Pea decided he would join Jughead to go see Tall Boy. They needed a plan to get the other serpents out of the Riverdale sheriffs jail. Jughead had agreed for Sweet Pea to come even though he wasnât a fan of him, he was a fan of Y/n. She had the northsider smile and grades but occasionally the force and anger of a Southsider. He often wondered why she even went to southside high.
The two boys stepped into the Wyrm, before narrowing down on the man with the beard in the corner. âSo Tall Boy, Jughead spoke, âwhat are we going to do?â
The older man grumbled, taking a sip of his beer. âWe wait, they wonât stay in there longer for a weekâ
âA week? A week?!â Sweet Peas voice raising.
âWhatâs your problem boy?â Tall Boy narrowed his eyes. âyou arenât in thereâ
Jughead cleared his throat, putting his hand on Sweet Peas shoulder to pull him back. âHis girl- uh friend is in there, heâs just a bit concernedâ
âSo..â Tall Boy raised his eyebrows, âsheâs a serpent, sheâll be able to fight if neededâ
âNo, Jughead shook his head, âShe was just wearing Swe-â
Sweet Pea elbowed him in the ribs before he was able to finish his sentence. If Tall Boy, or any other serpent for that matter knew that he had lent his jacket he would be in shit.
âItâs Fineâ, Jughead shrugged, âSheâll get outâ
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One week for Sweet Pea without you has hell. The ghoulies were consistently stepping on serpent territory now, so he couldnât even go to the Wrym to cool off. Plus he didnât even like school, itâs not like there was anyone he really talked to besides Fangs, Toni and you. He was only starting to talk with Jughead, but since you had been taken off he gave Jughead the cold shoulder every time he tried to talk to him.
During this week, the ghoulies had decided to make a bet with the serpents. A car race for southside territory. Luckily Toni had gotten back a few days okay, shrugging at Sweet Pea when he asked if she know if you were out yet.
After the cars took off, Sweet Pea looked at his nails and began picking at them. It was a nervous habit his mother had always told him to get a new habit. That only led to him having a bit of a breakdown in freshman year with smoking, and he had only quit because every time he would smoke you would ignore him for the day.
A small tap on his shoulder made him turn his head fast, annoyed at whoever was interrupting his mundane activities.
His eyes light up. Y/n stood in front of him, his jacket held in her arms as she handed it out to him. Her eyes were happy like Sweet Peaâs, except with large eye bags that had just started to form.
âY/n?â he whispered.
âYeah Sweet PeaâŚItâs meâ
âDidnât get any stick and poke tattoos in jail did you?â, He raised an eyebrow jokingly.
âWouldnât you like to know, She grinned âBut I can barely get my flu shot each yearâ.
Sweet Pea laughed, going back to face the gravel path Jughead, Archie and the Ghoulies had just raced down a few minutes ago. The girl stood next to him, eyes solidified to the ground as she asked her question: âWhat does it take to be a Serpent?â
Sweet Pea looked back at the girl and frowned, âWhy? You donât want to be one do you?â
She laughed nervously but smiled large enough that Sweet Pea couldnât tell. âNo..No! Just well I was âin the slammerâ she said with quotes, âI just noticed there was a lot of serpents. And they seem to stick up for each otherâ
Sweet Pea gave a small smile back, mumbling a âGoodâ before going through all the processes of what going through initiation was, including multiple hazing âobstaclesâ. As the boy explained this to her, she kept repeating in her head youâre going to be fine, youâre going to be fine.
What Sweet Pea didnât know, and what she hoped heâd never find out is how she got out. Thanks to a certain serpent named Penny Peabody with quick wit and horrifying deals: She had to become a Serpent within a month, or her and her family would be forced to move out of Riverdale.
-Okay so imagine you really like Sweet Pea. Youâre a northsider and friends with Betty, Veronica, Cheryl and Toni.
-Betty likes to ignore it (because of the Southside Northside feud)
-Veronica sort of brushes it off. Reggie has been interested in you since 9th grade and Veronica has been trying to get you two together since she arrived.
-But Cheryl and Toni are your cheerleaders.
-When Archie decides to throw a party, everybody deicides to go.
-Cheryl practically dragged you to the mall, making sure you had something flawless
-eventually settling on a green body suit and black jeans, you all headed off to the party (of course pregaming beforehand)
-when you got there, you had noticed Sweet Pea was in the kitchen, sipping on a beer.
-âSweet Pea!â you would cheer
-okay maybe you were a little drunk
-he would smirk as you wrap your arms around his neck.
-before you both go dance you insist on taking tequila shots (and licking the salt off the back of his hand), including giving a nice lime smile.
-dancing the all throughout the night, and Sweet Pea getting closer or shoving other guys off of you when they try to hit on you
-Including reggie
-both agreeing to go to the movies a different night (when you arenât both so drunk and giggly)
hey guys! So I've thought, maybe I should re-write (basically with better grammar) my series not my jacket here , since its been almost 3 years. If I was to re-write it and tweak it, should I edit my old posts, or create new posts and make âcompletely newâ posts?
Also if you want to be on the taglist, let me know :-)
Hello! This is my first Justin Foley imagine. If youâd like to request for him in my inbox imitating them right now. :)
Italics means flashbacks
Bold means song lyrics
Masterlist
I recommend listening to the song âto build a homeâ while reading.
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There is a house built out of stone
Wooden floors, walls and window sills
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âI donât know how to open up Y/n! Itâs just not something I do!â The boy pulled his hair as he explained, frustrated. âI didnât grow up in a house where I was able to, you have to understand thatâ
âJ..â The girl mumbled. âI want to understand but I canât help you if you donât explain to meâ
She rubbed her thumb along the bruise that began to form on his left cheekbone. Cuts scattered against his knuckles showed he fought back, but she wasnât sure what from.
âI-â He hiccuped. Tears began to form in his eyes. Why was talking about feelings so hard for him?
âI feel like a fire collapsing on myself. Like Iâm a wooden house but Iâm constantly burning.â
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Tables and chairs worn by all of the dust
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Justin scrambled around his mothers trailer, looking under the lamps, couches, and any place money would be stashed.
He told himself that he would stop, for her, but this time he desperately needed the money. School life wasnât going well and with the trial, he needed something to calm his nerves.
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This is a place where I don't feel alone
This is a place where I feel at home
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âJustin!â
The door opened suddenly, needle near his arm before the girl barged in.
She raced over, grabbing the needle from him and throwing it in the garbage can. He shook, nervous for what she would think of him, as well as disappointed he didn't get a hit.
Silence went over them as Justin looked everywhere but her. She slowly wrapped her arm around his torso, nuzzling her nose into his neck.
âI just want to help you J. Please let me helpâ
They sat there for an hour as Justin sobbed, unable to get any words out.
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And I built a home
For you
For me
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âJ! Clay! Pancakes are readyâ
The two boys rushed down the stairs, slightly pushing each other as they laughed, seeing who could get to the kitchen first. The Jensenâs were out for the weekend so the two boys and Y/n took over the house.
âHaha! I beat you!â Clay shouted, putting his fist in the air.
âHeyâ Justin slapped his shoulder âIâm still on detoxâ
âCorrect.â Y/n spoke, placing a plate in front of both boys.
âJust one?â Justin pouted, Standing up to wrap his arms around her torso, resting his head on the top of hers.
âYes baby just oneâ She kissed his neck, âany more and you won't be able hold it downâ
âPlease?â He pouted again, making his eyes wider.
âNo..But we can watch a movie later and cuddle?â
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Until it disappeared
From me
From you
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âJustin I canât do this..â Tears streamed down her face, black lines of mascara running with them.
She held up a bag of needles with a shaky hand. She hadn't caught him in the act this time but there were many used needles mixed with full ones.
âBaby I-â
âDonât baby me. Iâm trying to help but...I know itâs hard to get off drugs but I canât do this anymoreâ
Justins breathing got shallow, stumbling onto his bed as he tried to wrap his head around the situation.
âIâll change..I canâ
She sighed, lip quivering, bag over her shoulder.
âI know you can J. But I can't help anymoreâ
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And now, it's time to leave and turn to dust
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He was back at his mothers house. His hair was unruly, and his weight dropped from lack of food.
âWant something for breakfast?â His mom asked.
The sky was pitch black outside, mirroring Justinâs current mental state.
âItâs nighttimeâ
âOh sorry. Want something for supper?â
Justin sighed, frowning. âNot hungryâ
His mother nodded, âIll be in my room with Seth thenâ
Justin spent the rest of the night, in his room with the door locked. He could hear meth Seth yelling at his mother, along with loud slams, presumably from the fighting.
He tried to push his tears back, because he had no one to talk to about it. He pushed everyone out.
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Out in the garden where we planted the seeds
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âHey Y/n! Wait upâ
You could recognize that voice anywhere. It was none other than Justin Foley, the jock who had recently seemed to take a liking to you recently. He had done all the gestures, got you flowers, took you out for a drive at sunset, and given you his jersey to wear to his games.
Justin smiles as you waited, your stomach releasing butterflies at this small action.
âI was wondering if you wanted to go to the winter formal with me?â
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There is a tree as old as me
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âHeyâ Justin whispered.
âMmmâ the girl mumbled. She strained her neck up to see the boy. The curtains were slightly drawn, little flecks of light danced across their faces.
âThank youâ
She laughed, her chest rising slightly. âFor what?â
âFor helping me..in more than you could ever knowâ
She snickered again, this time placing a hand on his bare chest.
âI guess I help you with homework. And after game frustrationâ she winked at him.
He blushed, but his heart ached. He hoped sheâd never have to learn about his family life. Once he turned 18 he hoped to get away from it.
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Branches were sewn by the colour of green
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âDrive faster!â
Her hair whipped around her as he pressed further into the peddle.
It was nearing the end of summer. The humidity still in the air, as the nights got cooler.
They were chasing the last sunset. As crazy as it seemed it kept them both calm from the whirlwind that was going to start when they went back to school.
He laughed, a real genuine smile on his face. âIâm driving as fast as I can, Iâm in a Prius after allâ
âAnd? Youâre a fucking amazing driverâ
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Ground had arose and passed its knees
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They laid, curled up on her bed with her laptop set up with a movie.
She was intent on watching it, while Justin was more interested in looking at her reactions.
After a while, she looked up at him and poked his cheek, âI can feel you staringâ
A grin stretched across her face as he blushed.
âSorry I canât help it. Youâre beautifulâ
Now it was her turn to blush.
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By the cracks of the skin I climbed to the top
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She fumbled with her locker, struggling to get her passcode right.
âJ can you help me with this I just canât...get it to work.â She grunted.
He easily input her password, sliding the boom she needed out and putting the ones back that she didnât need anymore.
She smiled and kissed him slowly, before letting go and closing her locker.
âWhat would I do without you?â
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I climbed the tree to see the world
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The rain poured down on the bus shelter. She shivered from the cold and dialed the only number she knew.
âJ can you come pick me up?â
As she waited for him, she thought about all the adventures that got them where they were.
The familiar green Prius pulled up, Justin running out of the drivers seat to open the door.
âSo chivalrousâ she laughed, shaking from the cold.
Once he got back in the car and took off down the road, he handed her his jacket.
âWhat were you doing? Are you crazy itâs pouring!â
âI thought Iâd come see you at your house...I still havenât gotten to meet your family you know?â
âTrust me you donât want to meet them.. To home?â
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When the gusts came around to blow me down
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âY/n?â
Justin opened the door of his trailer to reveal a frantic Y/n.
He looked the same as he did when you left three days ago. His hair was disbelief. He has the same clothing on. Although he looked like he hadnât eaten since.
âClay told me where to find you and I wanted to come back to-â
âI get it Y/n. You donât want to be with a junkie like me. And now that you see my âliving situationâ you can tell it runs in the familyâ
âNo I-â
âLook my moms boyfriend is passed out right now, but you donât want to be here when he wakes up. So go home. Find a new guy at Liberty that wonât fuck up time and time againâ
âJustin wai-â
â I donât want to hear it Y/n. People always tell me Iâm not good enough for anyone...I donât want to hear it from you. I know Iâm not good for you and I will never be just please go-â
She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him close to her. He could feel her tears drop onto his shoulder as she let out a shaky breath.
âJustin I came to find you. I donât want to break up. Youâre good enough for me...you got me out of a dark place. Youâve saved me from bad situations and showed me that thereâs a point staying around if youâre thereâ
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Held on as tightly as you held onto me
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The pair held on to each other like their life depended on it. Clay had left the room to give you alone time. As soon as you got there, you made Justin shower, helped him wash his hair then got right into his bed.
You knew the situation coming up wasnât going to be easy. Getting Justin clean. Testifing for Jessica. Going back to liberty after so much shit went down. But it didnât matter as long as they had each other.
prompt; drug deal gone bad. with the regular supply deals jughead gets sweet pea to come along, you trail along too, but its hell to pay.
A/N: okay this is really short. it was in my drafts and I havent written in a while. Im clearing out my inbox so feel free to submit requests here.
MASTERLIST
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âHey Sweet Pea!â Jughead shouted across the diner. It was late, and there was only you and sweet pea in the diner besides the raven haired boy and pop. You were in the far booth eating fries and âcuddlingâ.
Sweet pea was laughing at something you said, before his head snapped up and looked at Jughead, eyes narrowing.
âWhat do you want?â
âI need help. Â I gotta go to greendale and Archie canât come with meâ
You laughed, âGreendale? Youâre scared to go there?â
Jughead scoffed, âLike youâve left the Southside...â
You rolled your eyes âI have actually. Been to Greendale many times. Great place. Donât know why youâre such a scaredy cat to goâ
You and sweet pea had been dating for about a year. You had transferred from riverdale as soon as the news about Jason blossom emerged. You werenât a serpent, but after moving you realized you had to be tough and sticking with the serpents was a good route to go.
âWell I guess you havenât been to Greendale at night-â
âGuys!â Sweet pea rolled his eyes. âY/n youâre staying here. Jones I'm coming with you. Stay here and hang with pop Y/n Iâll pick you up laterâ
He got up and jughead and him walked to the front door.
âHold onâ You grabbed your phone, jacket and a couple fries before taking after them. âdonât think for a second I wonât be coming with youâ
Jughead looked at you, eyes narrowing, âYou arenât coming with us itâs too dangerousâ
Sweet pea smirked, putting his arm around you.
âYouâre not going to stop her? You just told her to stay here.â Jughead moaned.
âItâs Y/n. She's not going to back down Jones. I can protect herâ
Jughead had insisted for sweet pea in the front, as to prevent you two from making out. Sweet pea gave you his jacket so you could be warm, as the truck had no heating. You had worn it many times before, but overtime you did it felt a little bigger on you.
âSo why do you have to go the greendale?â You asked.
Jughead kept his eyes on the road, then looked at sweet pea quickly.
âJust some serpent patches we have to deliverâ
Sweet pea refused to tell you what they were carrying were most likely drugs. The two serpents werenât sure what was in the truck either, but when youâre in a gang itâs less likely youâd be collecting frilly detailing patches.You knew he was in a gang and you knew he felt drugs but that wasnât something you talked about in your relationship.
âmmâ You rolled your eyes. You knew it was a lie and you probably shouldnât have come for your safety but Sweet pea was here so you felt protected.
Jughead swerved off the road as a deer walked across. It looked like part of it had been skinned, but it was still walking as if nothing had happened. Right by the sign from Riverdale to Greendale.
You were looking out the window, unfazed by jugheads driving, as you were used to hitting pot holes in the southside. What you werenât used to was when the car halted there was a man right by your window, holding up a knife and looking at you. He used his thumb to slide across his throat, signalling the universal code for psycho.
Your eyes widened. âJug-â
He pressed on the gas, the deer gone.
Sweet pea looked back at you, âItâs okay babe. It was just a deerâ He reached back for your hand, stroking his thumb along the back of it. âweâll be fineâ
Imagine having such a pure boyfriend as Harvey kinkle. Really kind and just fricking adorable.Like heâs such a little bean who always holds your hand and either presses his lips gently to your wrist or rubs his thumb along yours. If you're ever scared (although heâd probably scared too) heâll bring you into his chest more. Geeking out about comics all the time, especially around halloween because costume time. Imagine going out for late drives when the moon is out, and its raining. Youâre counting all the raindrops on the window and Harvey looks at you with a smile on his face. Imagine dating a boy like that
Prompts:Â Reflecting in the mirrors is the appearance of your soulmate
If you and your soulmate possess the same item, itâll glow
Bubbles gives you a blurry glimpse into your soulmateâs world (visions of possessions, friends, family, laughter, crying, etc)
Villain âParentâ : Mother Gothel / Rapunzel
Word Count : 1k
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Ever since you were younger you could remember your mother telling you about soulmates. How when you had a similar object, like the rings of your parents, they would glow. Or if you looked into something reflective, like a mirror or a bubble, you could see into your soulmates world.
For years you would carry around a mirror with you, but would only see your reflection. Your mother would give you a small smile with her green eyes and simply say âItâs not time yetâ.
It didnât last long though, because on your 8th birthday, you were looking out your window, onto the horizon. The sky was hues of pink and orange, the sun setting in the distance. Your wish hadnât changed since you knew about soulmates. It was always the same. Take me to find them. Please let this be the year.
Your wish came true, however not in the way you wanted. That night, when you slept, dreaming of the prince who would sweep you off your feet, you were instead whisked off to the ile of the lost by none other than mother gothel herself.
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Unlike when she took your mother, gothel never left the tower. She didnât treat you with the somewhat politeness she did with her mother.
She fed her small meals, forced her to use her hair to make her young and made her clean. She beat you, to the point where you would get some bruises littered around your face and arms.
The princess felt weaker everyday, gothel had taken her necklace her mother gave her as a young child. She also rid the tower of any mirrors, forcing you to have no idea or concept of your soulmate. Who they were, what they looked like.
On the rare occasion when you were washing the floors, through the bubbles you could sometimes see apparitions of waves with a flash of red.
Your mother always told you when you meet your soulmate for the first time, your whole body feels warms. You want to run into their arms and talk all night.
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It was late at night. Mist hung in the sky, and a light hue of village lights could be seen from a distance. Fresh bruises littered your cheekbone and your jawline. If there was one thing gothel wouldnât take from you was your window. It showed you how close you were to civilisation, and possibly your soulmate. But you had already tried to escape. That didnât end well.
So you sat on your window sill, watching the lights flicker.
âY/n!â You could hear her shout.
You scrambled downstairs. Gothel stood by the kitchen counter.
âIâm going into townâŚYou stay here and clean the floors. Donât even think about leaving.â She glared, opened the trap door, then shut it with a key. You rushed over to the window, to see her figure disappear into the woods and to the village. She knew the weight of her threat, and therefore got out your bucket and got to work. Pouring the soap in, you watched wistfully outside, feeling a tug at at your heart, when suddenly you dropped the bottle in the bucket, spilling soap everywhere.
âShitâ
You went to the sink to rinse off your hands, before moving back over the soap bucket. Inside it was fully of bubbles, including a large one in the middle that started to show an apparition.
A night sky was formed, as your soulmate walked through a dimly lit street. A sigh that read âCurl up and Dyeâ could be read above as it seemed they were headed there.Â
They looked around as they walked, to different shops and people, who seemed to slink away when they looked at them.
You let out an audible gasp and you saw the familiar, curly headed witch, walking through the streets. The city wasnât far. Your soulmate was here. Only a few minutes away.
In previous years, you wouldnât risk it. The bruises that would form later, and the harder your heart would break was not worth it. But now, your soulmate was so close, and you had to run to them. If you didnât you probably would never have another chance.
Slipping on the only shoes you owned, you quickly fumbled with the trap door, before rushing down the stairs and nicking your arm on the rusty door.
Your feet touched the grass for the first time in years, as you marvelled at the feeling. But you didnât have the time, so you ran blindly into the woods.
Sure enough, a few minutes later you were in town, watching as the villains lurked around the shops. How could you be so close to civilisation without anyone noticing?
You tried to stay inconspicuous, but with the hair length you inherited from your mother it was hard to stay hidden.
The shops looked worn down, some that hadnât been used in years. One had a slightly cracked dusty mirror.
Wow.
You looked rough.
Bruises were all around your face and arms. The dress you were wearing was in no better shape. Your eyes were dull. A glimmer shone in the mirror before a clear view of a ship deck was seen, and a view of Aradon.
âExcuse meâ You stopped an old man who was walking by, âCould you tell me where the docks are?â
âFollow the lightsâ
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You ran for another ten minutes. Your feet ached, but you had to find your soulmate.
As you were just approaching the docks, you heard your name.
But it wasnât in longing, or in a recognizable way.
Turning around you saw Mother Gothel, her face red, seething with rage. Her food was tossed onto the ground as she charged towards you.
You bolted ahead of her, running onto the nearest ship you could find.
âHELP!â You shouted.
âI told you, youâd regret it. you know youâll never escapeâ she shouted.
âHey!â A female shouted âwho are you?â. She had teal hair, and a menacing look on her face.
âPlease,â You ran towards her, âHelpâ
You guessed she could see the crazy look in your captors eyes, because she called for more crew, and someone now stood between you and Gothel.
As soon as she saw the other pirates, she flipped a switch and acted like the sad mother.
âPleaseâŚItâs my daughter. Sheâs lost and she needs to come homeâ
âI doubt sheâs your daughter, she looks pretty scared of you. And even if she was. I still wouldnât let you near herâ The teal headed girl argued.
âYou donât even know her!â
A door on your left flew open, although with the many people in front of you you couldnât see who it was.
âI think I know her pretty wellâ An accented voice spoke. âAnd I donât appreciate you treating her so cruellyâ
âShe hasnât talked to anyone in years, how the hell would you know her?â
The voice came closer towards you, and people shuffled to move out of the way.
âHow do you think? You locked her up with nothing. No mirrors, no lockets, no communicationâ
Your breathing quickened, but you had no idea why.
Iâm going to be fine. These Pirates are going to save me and then Iâll probably have to pay them back by scrubbing their floors. At least Iâll be able to see the ocean.
The accented voice got closer, before being right next to you. âYou treat a princess like that? I mean Iâm no kind soul either, hell I steal from little girls shops, but you donât beat someone. Especially not herâ
You looked up to see the voice defending you.
Wow.
Standing next to you was a tall pirate, with a crooked hat sitting on his head. Some brown locks peaked from underneath the hat. He wore a red jacket, and held a hook in his left hand, which he hooked onto his belt. Around his eyes were slight remains of what looked like eyeliner, that looked like it had been smudged off not too long ago. His eyes were ice blue, and a soft smile was stretched onto his face.
Holy shit this was your soulmate.
You could remember what your mother had told you when she explained soulmates to you. When you meet them your body is all warm and fuzzy, and you want to hug them and talk with them all night.Â
Now was not the time though, as your seething âmotherâ grabbed a dagger from a nearby stool. All the pirates around you pulled out their swords, but watched as the woman hunkered over to the pair.
âYou think you can save her? Sheâs already broken. And crazy for thinking she can actually get out of thisâ She seethed at the pirate.
He showed no change, except the once soft smile was now a Cheshire-like grin. He grabbed your hand defiantly, as to test what she would do.
You felt the cold rings press into your hand, and tightened your grip.
âNow..Y/n. I know it might be tempting to stay here. But think about it, would you rather be with your lovely mother. Or these nasty pirates.â She paused.
âYou might think he can love you, but he canât. No one can because youâre broken, and useless. So how about you and I-â
âIâm just as broken as herâ
You pirate nudged you behind him, broadening his shoulders.
âAnd if you think Iâd hurt a hair on her head, youâre wrongâ
The teal haired girl from earlier tossed him a sword, and he effortlessly caught it.
âSoâŚYou can either go back to your tower. Leave peacefully. Or we can fight. But Iâm not gentleâ
Seconds after everyone broke out into a fight.Â
You were ushered into another room, away from your âmotherâ and the boy.
You could hear swords clashing and some people jumping around.
The door was kicked open, and Gothel ran over to you. She held the knife to your throat and spoke in a cold voice.
â You will come back..You have no other choi-â
She was knocked off you in a matter of seconds, your saviour pushing her out of the way.
âSheâs staying hereâ He growled. âNow get off my shipâ
~~~
After she had left, with much resistance, your soulmate had given you one of hisÂ
shirts and you rinsed off in the shower. Stepping out of the shower and pulling the t-shirt over your head, you rung out your hair in the sink.
As you splashed cold water on your face, you looked up to see your reflection. The bruises on your face were still purple but healing.
The door creaked as you entered the dimly lit bedroom. Your soulmate lied on the bed, smiling.
âTook you long enoughâ he spoke, raspy with an accent.
You smiled sheepishly back and walked closer to him.
âCome onâ he grabbed his wrist, âI dont biteâ he pulled you down to his bed, you fell beside him. âUnless you want me toâ
You squeaked, âThatâs okay...â
He brought a hand up to your face and you flinched. He softly rested his hand on your cheek, looking at you with sad eyes.
âIâm sorry doll...I wouldn't hit you..â
âWhatâs your name?â You asked, quietly.
He flashed a grin, âHarry Hook, nice to finally meet you soulmateâ
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this was removed from tumbrl due to âviolating one or more of Tumblrâs Community Guidelinesâ, but since my wish came true the first time, Iâm putting it back. :)
holy fuck, I didnât expect this to work, I was like psh, whatever itâs just a quick reblog, but I wished my Dad would actually respond back to me AND HE FUCKING DID A FEW DAYS LATER, I GOT A FUCKING TEXT FROM MY DAD TODAY WHO HASNâT SPOKEN OR RESPONDED TO ME IN MONTHS HOLY FUCK WHAT IS THIS MAGIC IT WORKS.Â
WTF OKAY SO THIS SHOT ACTUALLY WORKS BECAUSE WHEN I WISHED, I HAD WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD LIKE ME BACK AND GUESS WHAT? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND NOW. WHAT THE HELLLLL?????
ok Iâve said this before but IM DOING IT AGAIN THE FIRST TIME I SAW THIS, MY WISH DID COME TRUE SO I REBLOGED AGAIN AND SAID IT IN THE TAGS BUT THEN I WISHED FOR SMTH ELSE AND IT LITERALLY LITERALLY HAPPENED LIKE A COUPLE DAYS LATER WHAT THE HELL SO NOW IM WRITING THIS HERE FOR YOU BC I DONT BELIEVE IN THIS CRAP BUT STILL ITâS AN AWFULLY BIG COINCIDENCE
THE BOY I FELL I LOVE WITH LEFT TO TRAVEL THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD AND HAS BEEN GONE NOW FOR 3 MONTHS. WE HAVENT SPOKEN SINCE BECAUSE I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE HIM FEEL TRAPPED TO ME AND NOT ENJOY HIS TIME SO I WAITED FOR HIM TO CONTACT ME FIRST. I SAW THIS ON A PARTICULARLY LOW DAY WHEN I WAS MISSING HIM SO MUCH I CRIED FROM THE PAIN, GUYS I REALLY LOVE HIM, SO I THOUGHT MEH WHAT THE FUCK, AND WISHED HE WOULD JUST LET ME KNOW HE WAS OKAY.
guys ok ur probably thinking that this is all just bs right? WELL I THOUGHT SO TOO BUT I WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD CHAT ME AND HE DID AND IM FREAKING OUT not even kidding i swear on my grampas grave this works
YAAASSSS!! I just reached 700 followers and I still canât believe it tbhâŚlike 700 people decided to follow me?? Anyways I donât wanna rant too much but I have a huge thing planned for 1k but I figured since I got some spare time at the moment Iâm gonna do something fun for 700 :)
( how to enter )
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synopsis: youâre Cherylâs twin, and instead of Cheryl being sent to the sisters of quiet mercy, you are
pairing; Toni x fem!reader, Cheryl x Sister!Reader
Y/N ; your name
Y/N/N ; your nickname
A/n: please let me know if you want more cheryl and toni imagines <3
~~~
While Cheryl sat with your Nana in the hospital, you sat outside the door. Cheryl was taking a lot of heat from your mother right now, and you were supposed to be the lookout. You were the more muted triplet of the three. Jason was a Jock, Cheryl was a drama queen and you were more silent. Not to say you didnât have your own Blossom flare. After the death of your brother you and Cheryl got closer, and when your father had passed, you had to stick together.
The previous night you had heard you mother talking to you uncle. That they had to âtake outâ the three of you.
Buzz.
You looked down at you screen and let out a small smile,
âIâll be at the hospital soon Y/N/N , stay safe <3âł
It was from Toni, one of your newest âfriendsâ.
Cheryl had invited most of the river vixen team over the past weekend, because she knew about your thing for Toni. Of course, while you and Toni were actually having a conversation for once, that didnât involve some Jock coming up to you and nagging you, your Nana âfell down the stairsâ.
You sighed, and answered with an âokayâ.
Staring at your feet, you waited until Cheryl came out of the room.
âY/N we have to talk to the doctor, we canât let Nana go back to them. They canât-â
You could hear the heels of your mother before you could see her.
Cherylâs eyes widened. âCherylâ You spoke, âYou have to go back into the room and hideâ
She didnât ask any questions, and quickly ran into the room.
Your mother smiled at you, but it was not a genuine smile. Far from it.
âWhere is Cherylâ
âSheâs practicing for the river vixensâ
Your mother rolled her eyes as a doctor walked by.
âEverything Okay miss?â The doctor asked. You probably shouldâve said something, but you stayed silent. âOh, everything is fine. Sheâs just tired, thatâs all. Iâll be taking her home now to rest upâ
She grabbed you upper arm a little too harshly, and rushed you out the hospital.
You both got in the car, and she locked the doors as you drove off.
Turning right instead of left, you furrowed your brows.
âI thought-â
âYou thought wrong. Bad things are going around Y/N. And you are not helping the situationâ
âBut, youâre the one whoâs doing it. You pushed Nana down the stairs!â
âYes but itâs your sins that have started it allâ
~~~
Your hair was in loose pigtails, you face was sweaty and smudged with dirt. Sister Livingston walked in, and seemed annoyed with your stacking job. You had been stacking bag filled with rocks for the past 6 hours. You arms, back and legs were sore, and you were shaking. Whatever pills and medication they gave you made you anxious. After all, it was a âconversionâ camp. They had to ârid you of the sinsâ. You had never really had an attraction to guys. Maybe it was because all the jocks would hit on you, and treat you terribly.
The whole time you were here, you thought about Toni. And the nuns seemed to know it, as it seemed you got more intense treatment than the others. Then again, it could be your mothers doing.
âCome on girl. Itâs movie night. Clean yourself upâ
After ebbing ushered to your room, you ran your fingers through your hair to try and get the knots out. You dusted off some dirt, and slipped on your shoes again.
~~~
A greyscale landscape was playing on the screen. Two men walked by a river.
âBobby and Michael knew they shouldnât be. committing the sin. That they should just turn around and find something prideful to do. Like a sportâ The narrator spoke.
âY/N?â
You could swear you heard Toniâs voice. But it wasnât her, it couldnât be. Maybe the nuns were right, you were starting to go crazy. A tear fell down your cheek, hitting your skirt.
âY/N?!âÂ
You were sure you could ask for more medicine before bed. You already felt numb.
âY/N!?!â
The door slammed open. You couldnât see the figure due to the bright lights. It was probably a nun.
âY/n?â The figure ran out in front on the projector.
The pink highlighted girl stood there, shielding her eyes with her hand.
âY/n? Are you there?â
âToni?â
You walked slowly over to her. The people sitting in the chairs watched as you got closer to her.
âWe came to rescue youâ
âYou did?â
Toni put her hands softly on your cheeks, before pressing her lips to yours.
You put your hands behind her neck. All you needed to be safe was her, then youâd be okay.
âY/N, Toni there are a bunch nuns coming, we have to go, come on!â Veronica shouted.
Toni held out her hand for you, as all four of you ran off. Nuns with flashlights followed you and you froze.
Toni stopped with you and looked at you with concern. âCome on, we have to move!â Veronica yelled. âItâs okay Y/N/N, I promiseâ
You all continued on, running through the maze of tunnels. Your grip on Toniâs hand got tighter, as you were getting anxious they would catch you.
Moonlight was cast in the tunnel as you finally got to the end. Kevin was there waiting for you. As soon as the four of you ran out, Kevin and Josie worked on the door.Â
You held onto Toni for dear life, as she ran her hands through your hair lightly, trying to calm you down.
Josie put a crowbar through the lock, as the nuns pushed on the door to try and open it.
The five of you ran to safety, Veronica dropping you and Toni off at Toniâs house.
~~~
âI know itâs not as grand as thorn hill, but I figure itâs something for the nightâ
âThank youâ You said meekly.
âNo problem, Hereâ She handed you a band shirt and some sweatpants, âYou can take a shower, first door to your rightâ
You closed the door behind you quietly, setting the clothes on the counter. You turned on the shower to warm and took off the dirty top and skirt. You took the pigtails out of your hair, bumps forming from your hair being in them for so long.
As the warm water ran down your back, you sighed. You grabbed a little shampoo and washed your hair. Sure it wasnât as luxurious as home, but it was safer, and to be honest you liked it better.
After stepping out of the shower, you tossed on the clothes. They smelt like flowers, just like Toni. You blushed just thinking about her. You tossed your hair in a bun and stepped outside of the bathroom, closing the door behind you.
In her room,Toni was lying on her bed in just a large T-shirt, scrolling on her phone. Peering up from the light, she turned her phone off and set it on the counter.
âHeyâ You spoke softly, walking over.
Toni moved over slightly so you could lie down.
âHeyâ She smiled.
âThank you. For saving me todayâ
âNo problem. I know what itâs like to not be acceptedâÂ
She put her arm out, and you curled next to her side.
This was what you wanted. To be accepted and not have to deal with your obnoxious family. This was were you were truly happy. In Toniâs arms.
reblog and make a wish!
this was removed from tumbrl due to âviolating one or more of Tumblrâs Community Guidelinesâ, but since my wish came true the first time, Iâm putting it back. :)
holy fuck, I didnât expect this to work, I was like psh, whatever itâs just a quick reblog, but I wished my Dad would actually respond back to me AND HE FUCKING DID A FEW DAYS LATER, I GOT A FUCKING TEXT FROM MY DAD TODAY WHO HASNâT SPOKEN OR RESPONDED TO ME IN MONTHS HOLY FUCK WHAT IS THIS MAGIC IT WORKS.Â
WTF OKAY SO THIS SHOT ACTUALLY WORKS BECAUSE WHEN I WISHED, I HAD WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD LIKE ME BACK AND GUESS WHAT? I HAVE A BOYFRIEND NOW. WHAT THE HELLLLL?????
ok Iâve said this before but IM DOING IT AGAIN THE FIRST TIME I SAW THIS, MY WISH DID COME TRUE SO I REBLOGED AGAIN AND SAID IT IN THE TAGS BUT THEN I WISHED FOR SMTH ELSE AND IT LITERALLY LITERALLY HAPPENED LIKE A COUPLE DAYS LATER WHAT THE HELL SO NOW IM WRITING THIS HERE FOR YOU BC I DONT BELIEVE IN THIS CRAP BUT STILL ITâS AN AWFULLY BIG COINCIDENCE
THE BOY I FELL I LOVE WITH LEFT TO TRAVEL THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD AND HAS BEEN GONE NOW FOR 3 MONTHS. WE HAVENT SPOKEN SINCE BECAUSE I DIDNT WANT TO MAKE HIM FEEL TRAPPED TO ME AND NOT ENJOY HIS TIME SO I WAITED FOR HIM TO CONTACT ME FIRST. I SAW THIS ON A PARTICULARLY LOW DAY WHEN I WAS MISSING HIM SO MUCH I CRIED FROM THE PAIN, GUYS I REALLY LOVE HIM, SO I THOUGHT MEH WHAT THE FUCK, AND WISHED HE WOULD JUST LET ME KNOW HE WAS OKAY.
guys ok ur probably thinking that this is all just bs right? WELL I THOUGHT SO TOO BUT I WISHED MY CRUSH WOULD CHAT ME AND HE DID AND IM FREAKING OUT not even kidding i swear on my grampas grave this works
