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#LXVLSS  this  is  a  mutuals  only,  independent, CANON DIVERGENT,  CHERYL BLOSSOM  of  the  cw’s  riverdale,  as loved by DANI ( she/her, 23+, lesbian )  mature  themes  will  be  present on  this  blog , please  do  not  follow if  you  are  under 18.

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[naughtyandnicerpmemes]

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[roleplaymemeworld]

❝But what is grief, if not love persevering?❞ ❝In a real magic act, everything is fake.❞ ❝This is our home.❞    ❝ Then let’s fight for it.❞ ❝She’s one split end away from cutting her own bangs!❞ ❝We can’t reverse death.❞  ❝I don’t understand this power, but I will.❞ ❝It’s not like your dead husband can die twice!❞ ❝You are my sadness and my hope, but mostly you’re my love.❞ ❝I have what I want and no one will ever take it from me again.❞ ❝This is your only warning.❞ ❝The urge to run from this feeling is powerful.❞ ❝You tied your family to this chaotic world and now one can’t exist without the other.❞ ❝Thanks for the lesson, but I don’t need you to tell me who I am.❞ ❝I’ll let you keep this pathetic corner of the world all to yourself.❞ ❝We are an unusual couple.❞ ❝They’ll never know what you sacrificed for them.❞ ❝I’ve been feeling weird-ie all day.❞ ❝My mother-in-law is in town, so I wasn’t.❞ ❝You have no idea what you have unleashed.❞ ❝You’re gonna need me.❞   ❝Life moves pretty fast in the suburbs.❞ ❝I am not what you say I am.❞ ❝The world’s not the same as you left it.❞ ❝The only way forward is back.❞ ❝Because family is forever.❞ ❝I only remember feeling completely alone. Empty. I just….endless nothingness.❞ ❝It can’t all be sorrow, can it?❞ ❝Don’t use the last 5 years as an excuse to be a coward!❞  ❝We could never truly leave each other, even if we tried.❞ ❝You don’t get to make that choice for me!❞ ❝Who knows what might be next?❞ ❝And all we had to do was be ourselves.❞ ❝Perhaps the rot is the memories. The wear and tear are the voyages.❞ ❝She believed you’d come back.❞ ❝It doesn’t really speak to my skill set.❞ ❝I did not break your rules!❞ ❝Please - I can be good!❞ ❝We have said goodbye before, so it stands to reason…we’ll say hello again.❞ ❝I can fix it.❞ ❝You were born for this.❞ ❝Power isn’t your problem, it’s knowledge.❞ ❝This world you made will always be broken. Just like you.❞ ❝I read somewhere that it’s bad luck to say goodbye in the dark.❞ ❝Perhaps I just wanted to see you clearly.❞ ❝So long, darling.❞

[memedreeams]

THIS IS HALLOWEEN!

Playful spooky starters, I guess.

‘It’s called ‘carving a pumpkin’, NAME, not ‘brutal pumpkin murder’. Show some decorum and seasonal goodwill.’

‘Yes, well, the only thing frightening at the present is how you’re holding that carving knife.’

‘If it’s any consolation, I promise not to ghost you when the season’s over.’

‘Halloween is for five-year-olds, and overgrown ones too.’

‘Can too much candy corn actually rot your teeth or was my dentist just trying to drum up October business?’

‘How about I treat you to a dinner?~’

‘Why does every costume have to be sexy? I don’t want to be sexy, I want to be the reason why the night is feared, muhahahahaha!’

‘Don’t be afraid of him; he’s still a Chihuahua, even if he’s wearing a lion costume for the occasion. He just has loftier aspirations at this time of year, that’s all.’

‘Your neck looks delicious, my dear. I mean…uh…you look delicious.’

‘My dad still insists on trick or treating with me every year in coordinated outfits, and I’m a fully grown adult.’

‘You dressed up as Santa Claus last Halloween and told everyone that you were the Ghost of Christmas Present. That is why you’re not invited this year.’

‘Theoretically, do you think brewing up a pot of special edition neon-green slime is honouring the season adequately, or would that breach workplace regulations if I tipped it over the boss?’

‘Are you crazy?! I’m not answering that door! That’s exactly what happens at the start of all of those movies, right before the killer gets in and –’ 

‘It’s just a kid dressed up as a watermelon, NAME. Chillax, will you?’

‘The entire office are a bunch of vampires? Well, I know they like to gossip and suck the life out of you, but I think that’s going a bit far…’

‘I don’t see a difference, actually. You’re a clown for the majority of the year.’

‘Is it acceptable to buy a jumbo bag of trick-or-treat candy and eat the lot myself while cuddled up under a blanket watching Twilight? Asking for a friend.’

‘Woah, scary. Oh, you’re not wearing a costume yet? My bad.’

‘Has…has NAME really come dressed as the Titanic? I have a sinking feeling about this party.’

‘What would actually happen if you did say ‘boo’ to a ghost? I’ve often wondered.’

‘The scariest thing about this party is the dirt cheap alcohol, just saying.’

‘It’s fine, it’s just a spooky clock chiming at the incorrect time while all of the lights are off and there’s strange footsteps creeping up the stairs.’

‘Someone egged the house again, dear. The neighbour’s house, that is. Ours apparently deserved rotten tomatoes, instead.’

‘I can’t come in to work today. I’m a certified emergency ghost buster.’

‘Well, I also can’t come in to work today. I’ve been bitten by a vampire.’

‘Oh, very funny NAME. The white sheet ‘ghost’ trick only works the first time you do it, you know. NAME, that’s enough! Uh – NAME…?’

‘Holy macaroni!!! There really is a ghost!’

‘Some people take the whole event a little too far.’

‘NAME decided to dress up as Batman and follow all of the clowns around the neighbourhood, pretending they’re the Joker. That’s one way of handling that, I suppose.’

‘Ah, here we go: the yearly observance of Fireworks Week, right on cue.’

‘It’s ALIVE! …I mean, good morning, dear. Did you sleep well?’

‘Now the real horror begins: the hangover. Ugh.’

‘Here’s to surviving Halloween for another year!’

[cherylblossom]

[lyricalmusingstuff]

                                   you know you could ᴛᴇᴀʀ ᴍᴇ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ                                ᴘᴜᴛ ᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ && take my heart.

[naughtyandnicerpmemes]

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[soulmemesarc]

cracks in the armor

just like. emotional prompts, vague and used to express those moments where the muse is breaking down and the filter is gone.

" i screwed up... i-i screw-- i screwed up so bad... "

" i'm sorry! "

" i-i didn't mean for any of this to happen... "

" i can't believe i dragged you into this. "

" it's all true. all the awful things they said about me/you. they're all true... "

" it was me, okay?! i did it! i'm the reason why you're in this mess! "

" you deserve better than this... "

" none of us are getting out of this. are we? "

" i, uh... for the first time in my life, i don't have a plan. "

" i'm scared. "

" i killed him/her/them. "

" goddamnit! don't you ever do that to me again! i was terrified something had happened to you! "

" i... i am begging you... don't do this. "

" i just need someone to hold me. someone to tell me everything's going to be okay... "

" why are you even here?! "

" i break everything i touch! "

" i don't know what i'm doing... "

" you're still here. why? haven't you seen enough to know that's the biggest mistake you'll ever make? "

" i did this... "

" please... please, help me. "

" i... i had nowhere else to go... "

" i don't know how i got here. i don't... i just remember walking. and now i'm here. and you're here... "

" i... i did something really bad... "

" what have you done?! "

" you can tell me to go, i just... i just really need... i don't even KNOW what i need... "

" i'm a bad person. "

" you don't deserve any of this. i'm... i'm so sorry i dragged you into this mess... "

[lxvlss]

@wyrdsysters​ asked “ if you freeze up around these things, they’ll sink their teeth into you. ”

"how am i meant to be okay with all this?” the shaky exhale turned into a laugh, cheryl lifted her gaze from her lap and towards prudence. brows knitted closely together scrunching her face; how in the world was she going to survive this?

it was all so weird, could she really be blamed for needing to take a moment? not that anything in her life had necessarily been normal, but compared to what she was finding was encouraged at the academy of unseen arts she was starting to think the blossom family was living the white picket american dream.

a deep breath was direly needed. cheryl reached out to take prudence’s hand in her own, not to hold, but to merely toy with the digits as she went through the motions of her anxieties getting the better of her.

“its... taking a moment to wrap my head around this. i’ll be fine.” whether it was to assure herself, or prudence, cheryl couldn’t say. but the words repeated like a mantra in her head despite how unsure it sounded. it was when she finally looked back up, a new fire in her eyes.

“if anyone is doing the biting, its going to be me. they can’t break me.”

                                                                           ➵  ( ask meme / accepting. )    

[lxvlss]

fxntasmagoria​ / sweet pea

“I thought red was your color anyways.” He said, glancing down at the wound when she said it would need stitches. He scoffed and slumped back in the chair. She was right and he wasnt happy about it. He had just jumped out of the way of being stabbed but he was definitely deeply slashed.

“And you have plenty of money to buy more if its that big an issue, Blossom.” He winced a little at the sudden sting of the wound. “Whatever just do what you need to do.” He said, not the first time to get stitches and he was positive it wouldnt be the last. 

“Thanks.” He said finally after a moment of silence. While they had their differences he was still making an attempt to be civil towards her.

this boy. cheryl was convinced he’d lose his head if it wasn’t already attached at the shoulders.  “that isn’t the point, green bean. this was my favourite blouse. keyword on was.” just maybe she’d offer the ruined shirt as scrap material if anyone on the southside wanted it. whether to be cleaned up and repurposed or... maybe hot dog could use some bed lining.

the thought was there, knocked with a sticky note to bring up after.

leaving sweet pea’s side for only the moment it took in collecting what was needed, she made herself comfortable on the arm of the chair with a hand placed above the gash to spread the skin. a winkle of discomfort was about all the expression offered before she continued patching the boy up.

“this isn’t going to be comfortable.” cheryl provided little warning, speaking as she was working. “you should really start being a bit more careful, sweet pea. you’re lucky this isn’t any worse.”

[lxvlss]

fxntasmagoria​ / kate

Kate’s mind whether she liked it or not was consumed by what happened to her. As hard as she tried to not think about it, it was all that ran through her mind. “Im so sick of it. I just want to move on but that seems impossible.” She knew she wouldnt forget what happened but she was tired of all the secrets surrounding what happened eating her alive. 

“TIme makes things worse. I dont know what else to do. Im in therapy, i moved towns, i got away but hes still everywhere. Even when im awake i see him. Im so tired and sleep does nothing.” 

It was the kind of tired that sleep couldnt fix and she was realizing that. “My mom just wants to go back to how things were and i cant do that, im not the same girl.”

for cheryl, it was somehow funny to hear many of her own thoughts from the mouth of another. so many times her own coping was invalidated to the point she pushed it all into boxes and went about as if nothing happened. it was easier to ignore the pain beneath the surface then actually acknowledged it, after all. so in that she could relate with kate’s mother -- but from her own experience pretending only made matters worse.

“does the therapy at all help?” cheryl had always considered it, but in a town like riverdale it was far too easy to get caught up in the latest budget murder mystery making it so she didn’t have the time. even moving was something that was always just out of arms reach.

“being around others tends to ward off my own demons. especially at night. doesn’t magically make them vanish, they never really go away, but its easier to look at them.”

[mxtt-fxmiko]

[lyricalmusingstuff]

                                         is there a moral to the story                 or is it just another lie?

[lxvlss]

.helloo! this is your sign to send me ask prompts or like this for a starter!!

 (for starters i will be pestering for plot ideas cause i need something to go off of ^^; )

[naughtyandnicerpmemes]

Just a friendly reminder that roleplaying with me is no pressure. It doesn't matter if your response takes days, weeks, or even months. I understand that life comes first and this is a hobby that's meant to be fun.

[lxvlss]

wyrdsysters​ / agatha

There is a bitterness to her mouth as if it were full of ash to merely consider saying her name; even think of how she perished and how Agatha felt the pressure of responsibility settle upon her chest and suffocate her.

She had not meant to ruin their moment… Not when each one was short and fleeting in the moments they could steal. It felt wasteful to squander it on the past…

“It-…” Agatha’s tongue was lead, a swallow taken as her eyes dart away then back. “She was an old… friend. She looked similar to you a-and… she loved me like you do.” 

Some days, she was kissing Cheryl Blossom in the heated passion of a whirlwind… but in others, she would blink and Dorcas’ face was staring back at her with such devotion and adoration that it scared her to her core.

still reeling from the whiplash of the change of air, cheryl stayed quiet and still while agatha unpacked her thoughts. concern knitted together on the redhead’s brow, and she loosened the hold she had with their entangled hands. not enough to let go, she would never do that, but she didn’t know if her touch was still wanted in this moment.

she was playing it safe, not wanting to hurt agatha any further with the memory of a ghost.

“i’m so sorry you lost someone so close...” instinctively she had leaned forward with a hand to brush agatha’s hair behind her ear, but stopped midway through. “... if there’s anything, if you want to talk about her. i’m here. in any way you need.”

the biggest obstacle cheryl faced with the death of her twin was the need to talk about him but having nobody to listen. she could understand the assumption that it would be too painful, but it was the way everyone either danced around the subject of jason blossom, or approached his death as irrelevant to their lives.

[lxvlss]

                                     re: canon divergent

how does this write of cheryl blossom different from canon?

truthfully not that much. i will recognize a lot of canon in my portrayal, primarily that of s1-2 (with the except of canon choni, i wont assume our muses are together without explicit consent) s3-4 is where i start losing the plot of the show and would prefer to do a patchwork job of a fix-it au for it. s5 has its own things i don’t particularly like but is where a lot of my portrayal will come from -- primarily the witchy vibes. 

is my cheryl blossom a witch?

yes. for anything pre-s5 its not going to be as important but the idea of the blossoms have always been pagan witches. its just something that runs in the family, its a religion at the end of the day. but not something that’s outwardly shown 100% of the time. but its a thing, and ngl explains A LOT of the bullshit she’s pulled.

show canon or comic canon?

full disclosure i have not read any of the archie comics -- aside the blossom 666 run which is a recent read. which as much as i vibe it i’m not going to be taking on the blossoms are the anti-christ role in my portrayal. i might throw in a verse since i’d be interested in exploring it but otherwise comic canon is not my canon. most of my canon divergence will be stemmed from the show with changes here and there.