Summary: The reader along with her friends put on a fundraiser, however someone needs to step in at the kissing booth.
Valentines Day Masterlist
“What’re we going to do?” Betty sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose.
Letting out a defeated sigh, you shrugged as you leaned back in the booth.
“I wish I could help, B.” Veronica chimed in, her features etched with despair.
“Wait.” You spoke while sitting up in the booth. “What if...What if you put on a fair?”
“A fair?” Veronica questioned furrowing her eyebrows in confusion.
“That’s actually a really good idea.” Betty spoke, hope glimmering in her eyes.
“We could have games, and rides, and have small bakeries and restaurants around town show case their food.” You stated, taking a sip of the milkshake you ordered.
“That sounds like it would be really fun!” Veronica spoke sitting straighter, offering you a slight smile.
“We could even have a kissing booth!”
---
“So you were the genius that came up with the Riverdale fair, huh?” Jughead teased, taking the seat beside you.
The loud music blasting from the stereo at the Wyrm, almost caused you not to hear your friend.
“I guess I am.” You teased back, nudging his shoulder with yours. “Are you going to be a kisser?”
Jughead choked on his drink, before turning to you with widened eyes. “A what?”
You chuckled. “A kisser. You know, someone that kisses people at the kissing booth.” You rolled your eyes.
“Well, well, well.” Toni and Fangs spoke joining you and Jug. “If it isn’t the kissing booth inventor.”
You giggled, shaking your head slightly at your friends. “Quiet, all of you.”
“Maybe, it was her subtle way of trying to make the next move with a certain someone.” Toni spoke her voice taunting.
“No-”
“Hey guys.” Sweet Pea greeted the group. “Oh, hey, Y/N.”
Heat began racing along your cheeks, as it rose behind your neck. “Oh, hey, sweets.” You turned to face him, giving him a slight smile.
Turning back around to face the rest of the group, you attempted to hide your embarrassment. Letting out a sigh, you couldn’t bring yourself to focus on what Jughead was saying.
Sweet Pea took you both by surprise when he moved to press his chest to your back, while wrapping his arms around your shoulders, pulling you close. He earned a gasp from you.
Frowning, he began to unwrapped himself from you. With some liquid courage, you gripped his forearms preventing him from letting go.
“Hey Sweets?” You questioned softly, turning to look at him.
“Yes, love?”
“Are you going to come to the fair?”
Your question took him by surprise, causing an awkward silence to fall between you.
“I mean-”
“Do you want me to?” His voice was full of hesitation.
“I do.” You spoke promptly, nodding.
“Then I’ll be there.” He grinned, placing a kiss to the top of your head.
Grinning, you nuzzled back into him as best as you could.
---
“Wow, look at this turn out.” You spoke, gazing at the plethora of Riverdale residents wandering around the festival.
“Thanks for your help, Y/N.” Betty replied, pulling you in for a hug. “I couldn’t have done this without you.”
“Aw-”
“Betty, we have a problem.” Kevin rushed out. “One of the kissers for the kissing booth, is sick.”
“We don’t have any back ups?” Betty furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.
“No.”
As you were gazing at the residents, you realized how quiet your two best friends were in this moment.
“Y/N.”
“No.”
“Please.”
“No way.”
“We don’t have anyone else!”
“But-”
“Please!” Both Kevin and Betty drew out their ‘Pleases.’
Letting out a sigh, you returned your gaze back to your fellow Riverdale residents. “Fine.”
---
“Step right up and receive a smooch!” Kevin spoke attempting to bait some of the passer byers.
Your could help but drum your fingers slightly against the table, as you stood anxiously. You stood at the kissing booth with a blindfold over your eyes.
Letting out a sigh, you could hear the sound of someone walking up the steps of the booth.
The smell of cologne filled your nose, signaling the stranger had chosen to stop at your station.
“I...I’ve never done this.” You chuckled dryly. “Sorry.” You shook your head.
The stranger didn’t respond. You reached forward in attempt to sooth your anxieties. Your fingers danced along the leather of the strangers jacket.
A serpent? You thought.
“Lets get this over with.” You rushed out. Placing your hands on their shoulders, you gently pulled them forward. Your noses brushing against each other, your lips colliding.
The strangers lips were much softer than you were expecting, while the flavor of mint entranced your mouth. Fireworks erupted in your stomach as you pulled the stranger in for a passionate kiss. Biting their bottom lip gently, you pulled away panting.
Bringing your hands to your face, you lifted your eye mask. A gasp falling from your lips as you locked eyes with a familiar pair of chocolate brown ones.
“Sweet Pea?” You whispered in disbelief.
Shock was etched along your features, as you began processing what happened.
Before either of you could speak, the sound of whoops and hollars erupted from beside you. Turning your heads toward the sounds you both gazed at the group in confusion. Leading the group was Toni and Fangs, sending you and Sweet Pea a knowing look.
You woke up to the smell of freshly made sweet coffee making you feel all warm and fuzzy inside. you still weren't used to it and it was weird, to say the least, in just a matter of a few years, your whole life turned upside down. You were used to waking up with the smell of burnt coffee and cigarettes alongside screams filled with cuss words.
You were just a troubled teenager who never knew love but when your eyes met his for the first time you felt complete as if he added sugar and caramel to your burnt coffee and those feelings were so foreign... you were scared.
Your relationship with him wasn't the easiest at first, continuous bickering and fighting on the smallest things but it soon stopped and as you and sweetpea grew closer, you both started catching feelings for one other and the bickering fastly turned into a strong sexual tension.
It wasn't unusual for the two of you to hug, cuddle and flirt while hanging out alone or with the other serpents, you both feeling as if in paradise in each other's arms. You honestly felt like you belonged in his.
And your friends couldn't wait for you two to get together. Before you joined the southside serpents he always leaned you his leather jacket and everyone, but you, Thought that it was his way to show them you were his.
You remember the day he asked you to be with him like it was yesterday when it actually was almost two years ago.
You and Sweetpea were at the movies, ghosted by both Fangs and Toni with a silly excuse, to watch the last toy story.
Everything was normal but oh boy was he feeling touchy that day.
He did everything to touch you, fake yawn to put his arm around you to play with your soft hair, caressing your hand while reaching to grab some popcorn, put his hand on your inner thigh to sit up straight and you were just putty inside his hands.
But as the movie came to its ending and you were crying your eyeballs out he gave you one of the tickets with the most beautiful words you ever read written on it
"Will you be my lover?"
You had to contain yourself from screaming but at the same time you were speechless, you simply smiled at him and nodded with eager, feeling at cloud 9. You can still see his eyes light up in pure happiness as he couldn't wait to love every inch of you.
And now every morning you wake up next to him, in one of his shirts\hoodies and his warm big body engulfing yours and you can't honestly ask for more.
You opened your eyes with a smile painted on your face thanks to the sweet memories you just relived.
You slowly turned your head to Sweetpea's side of the bed with a huge smile that soon was replaced by a grimace of disgust
"Baby oh my god, you shitted yourself again, you need to stop drinking milk before bed" he softly told you embarrassed, he looked up and down at you and at his hands and bedsheets covered in your diarrhea.
Summary: The reader has issues sleeping at night (insomnia), luckily so does her best friend.
Sweet Pea Masterlist
“Wow, someone is tired.” Jughead teased from beside you.
Taking in a sharp breath, you jumped slightly. “What? No.”
“Right, that’s a believable lie.” He rolled his eyes, chuckling slightly leaning against lockers.
“Alright, you caught me.” You frowned shoving books into your locker.
“What’s bothering you?”
“Nothing.” You shrugged.
“Whatever floats your boat.” Jug responded.
“Hey, guys.” Fangs and Sweet Pea quickly joined Jughead beside you.
“Hey.” You grinned at Sweet Pea.
“What’re you talking about?” Fangs questioned.
“How Y/N, is always tired.” Jughead chuckled.
“Yeah, why is that?”
You shrugged. “Don’t know.”
The rest of the day, you spent yawning and feeling exhausted, while you were barely able to hold your eyes open.
---
Laying in bed, you let out a frustrated huff. Rolling on your side, you attempted to sleep. Huffing again, you rolled to your other side repeating your previous actions. Letting out another sigh, you rolled onto your back. An angered groan fell from your lips. Throwing the blankets from your body, you were covered in a light layer or sweat. Moment later, you were overwhelmed with a chilled feeling.
You were too hot then too cold. Your bed wasn’t comfortable for some reason. Huffing, you sat straight up as you angrily rubbed your face. A soft knock came from your window. The hair on the back of your neck stood up. Getting up, you hastily gazed toward the sound. Confusion etched along your features.
Unlocking your window, you allowed the person to come into your room.
“Sweet Pea?” You questioned tilting your head slightly. “What are you doing here? How do you know where I live?”
“I figured you’d be away too.” He murmured in a husky voice. Toeing off his shoes, he placed his leather jacket on the back of your desk chair.
As he was moving about it was then, that you noticed he was in sweat pants and a plain black shirt. The realization that he was in his pajamas, washed over you.
Crossing your arms along your chest, fireworks erupted in your stomach.
“I knew you’d be awake.” He muttered. “I...I couldn’t sleep.”
“Oh.”
Both of you stood in the middle of your room, neither daring to move. Yawning, you felt exhausted. Letting out a sigh, you climbed under the blankets. Sweet Pea hadn’t moved from his previous position.
Laying on your side facing the window, you lifted the edge of the blanket behind you.
Silently, Sweet Pea climbed into bed behind you. The warmth of his body radiated off of him. Rolling onto his side, you could feel his hesitation. He was close, yet so far away. Sighing, you reached behind you gripping Sweet Pea’s wrist, causing a slight gasp from him.
Gently tugging his wrist, you pulled him against you. His chest met your back, while his legs tangled with yours. Letting out a content sigh, Sweet Pea took the hint and wrapped his arm firmly around your waist. Pulling you closer, there wasn’t any space between you.
“Good night, Sweet Pea.” You murmured groggily, as sleep washed over you.
“Good night, sweetheart.” He replied, placing a soft kiss behind your ear.
---
“Wow.” Fangs spoke while walking beside you.
“What?” You asked raising an eyebrow.
“I’ve never seen you look so well rested.” Fangs nudged your shoulder lightly, with his. He spoke in a teasing manner.
“I have to agree with Fangs.” Jughead agreed.
“What’re we talking about?” Sweet Pea questioned as he joined the group.
“We’re talking about how Y/N, is well rested for the First time.” Toni spoke.
Sweet Pea quickly locked eyes with you, before breaking the gaze.
“Shut up all of you.” You whined.
“There she is.” Fangs laughed. “I thought we lost the sass master forever.”
---
A frustrated sigh falling from your lips for the fifth time tonight. Sweet Pea had been sneaking into your room for months now. You had quickly become accustom to this knew routine.
Your bed felt cold and foreign without Sweet Pea. He had spent every night, coming through your window, cuddling with you. Groaning, you threw the blankets off of you, before making your way over to your dresser. Opening the drawer Sweet Pea kept his clothes in, you pulled out one of his shirts. Changing into it, the aroma of him swept into your nose.
Crawling back into bed, you shut your eyes, willing sleep to wash over you. The sound of your window opening and closing, pulled you from your sleep.
“Sweet Pea?” You questioned groggily.
“Yeah sweetheart, it’s me.” He chuckled.
Changing into his pajamas, he crawled into your bed. Rolling onto your side, you laid your head on his chest. Sweet Pea let out a content sigh. His hand moving up and down the length of your spine.
“Is that my shirt?” He questioned his voice dropped a few octaves since coming to your room.
“Yeah.” You sighed out. “I couldn’t sleep without you.”
Sweet Pea placed a kiss on your forehead.
“You missed.” You stated sleepily.
He hummed in response. Lifting your head from his chest, you placed your lips on his. The kiss was over as soon as it started. Sweet Pea lifted his hand lacing it in your hair, before he pulled you back in for another kiss.
“You have no idea how long I’ve wanted to do that.” He whispered along your lips.
“Show me.” You whispered back.
Rolling over, your back met the softness of the mattress. Bringing your hands around his back, you moved your fingers so your finger nails raked gently down his back. A groan fell from his lips. Enveloping his lips with yours, the kiss quickly became passionate. His tongue traced along the seams of your lips. Allowing him entrance, his tongue moved around in your mouth, tracing along your tongue.
Moving his mouth to your jaw he placed gentle bites along it. His mouth left a hot trail along the column of your throat. He bit and sucked his way down your throat. Settling on your pulse point, his mouth lingered making sure to leave a bruise.
Moaning, you bit his shoulder attempting to keep quiet while digging your nails into his back. Your motion caused him to jut his hips into yours. Balancing his weight on one arm, he anchored himself on his forearm beside your head. His other hand, began traveling under his shirt you were wearing, stopping just underneath your breast.
Letting out a sigh, you gripped the wrist of his hand that was underneath your shirt. Moving it to your chest you shared a moan. You latched your lips to his jaw, before trailing down his throat. He groaned at your actions. Biting and Sucking along his neck, you found his sweet spot. Lingering at the spot, you made sure to leave a matching mark.
“Sweetheart.” He breathed out. “You’re gonna be the death of me.”
Summary: Sweet Pea and Veronica get sent into the closet after a game of spin the bottle. The reader must make a decision.
Sweet Pea Masterlist
“Are you going to Cheryl’s party, this weekend?” Toni asked taking a seat beside you.
“I wasn’t planning on it..” You frowned.
Toni giggled. “Of course you weren’t, Miss Goodie Two Shoes.”
You sighed.
“You know I mean it with love.” She teased, nudging your shoulder gently with hers.
“Are you guys going to the party this weekend?” Fangs asked as he joined you and Toni.
“I was trying to convince, Y/N to.” Toni rolled her eyes as she let out a sigh.
“Come on, Y/N/N!” Fangs pouted. “You have to!”
“I don’t know..” Your voice trailed off.
“Sweet Pea’s gonna be there.” Fangs piped up.
“Oh yeah, he is!” Toni chimed in.
You let out a defeated sigh. “Okay, okay, I’ll go.”
“Yes!” Both Toni and Fangs exclaimed in unison.
---
Standing in front of your mirror, you did a once over of your outfit. You decided to wear a light teal leather skirt, paired with a simple black spaghetti strapped top that you tucked in. Tying your outfit together you decided to wear black stiletto heels.
Walking into Cheryl’s house, you were quickly greeted by Toni.
“Woah.” Her jaw dropped slightly. “You look hot!” She exclaimed, quickly pulling you in for a hug. “Sweet Pea’s wont be able to take his eyes off you.” She whispered in your ear.
A nervous giggle fell from your lips. “Thanks, Toni.” You grinned. “You don’t look too bad yourself.”
“Come on, lets get you a drink.” Toni grabbed your hand, leading you to the kitchen.
Once you both had grabbed a drink, Toni lead to you where the party was. There wasn’t a lot of people just yet, since it was still early in the night. Gazing around the room you saw Cheryl, along with Betty, Veronica and Archie.
It didn’t take much longer before Cheryl’s house was full to the brim.
“Hey, Y/N/N.” A familiar voice spoke, pulling you from your daze.
“Oh, hey, Reggie.” You spoke smiling..
“You look...Wow.” Reggie breathed out eyes scanning your outfit.
“T-Thanks.” You stuttered, squirming beginning to feel uncomfortable.
“She’s spoken for.”
“Whatever man.” Reggie rolled his eyes attempting to stand his ground.
Relief washed over you as recognized the voice as Sweet Pea’s. His firm hands landed on your hips, as his chest collided with your back.
Once Reggie, realized Sweet Pea wasn’t going anywhere he let out a huff before walking away grumbling under his breath.
“Thanks, Pea.” You spoke breaking the silence, turning to face him. His hands still on your hips, while you wrapped your arms around his shoulders.
“I-” Before he had a chance to respond, Cheryl interrupted.
“Gather ‘round everyone,” She smirked. “We’re going to play spin the bottle.”
A slight frown made it’s way to your lips as you gazed at Sweet Pea.
“Guess we should go.” You sighed.
"I suppose.” He grumbled.
Sitting beside Fangs, his gaze locked with yours as you sat in between Toni and Betty.
As the bottle spun, neither you nor Sweet Pea had been landed on yet. The longer the game continued, the more you felt sick to your stomach.
“Okay, next is Ronnie and...” Cheryl’s voice trailed off as the bottle spun. “Sweet Pea.”
The moment you heard his name, your mouth went dry. Frowning you couldn’t bare looking at either one. Once the door closed, you promptly stood up from the circle, making your way towards the front door.
---
In the Closet
“So.” Ronnie spoke, rocking slightly on her feet. “I..”
“Neither do I.” Sweet Pea chuckled.
“Oh, thank god.” Ronnie let out a sigh of relief. “I..I couldn’t do that to Y/N.”
“Me either.” Sweet Pea nodded in response, glancing around the closet.
“So, you and Y/N.” Ronnie teased.
Sweet Pea laughed. “What about us?”
“Exactly!” Ronnie exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air.
Sweet Pea frowned, glancing at his shoes. “I..I don’t know.”
“Well, it’s obvious you like each other.” Ronnie rolled her eyes, while crossing her arms over her chest. “You have to make a move, or you’ll lose her.”
“What-”
“You think you’re the only one interested in, Y/N?” Ronnie questioned raising her eyebrow. “That girl has boys constantly knocking at her door.” She snorted.
“Oh.” Sweet Pea felt a ping of sadness, dropping his gaze to the floor.
“But, she chooses you.” Ronnie spoke, taking a few steps closer to him.
“I-”
The closet door swung open, revealing a smirking Cheryl. “Time’s up, kids.”
Ronnie, was the first to exit the closet with Sweet Pea closely behind her. Gazing around the room, he searched for you. Frowning, he sat beside Fangs.
“She left.” He spoke, nonchalantly. “She didn’t want to witness you and Ronnie making out.”
Quickly standing up, Sweet Pea left the circle without another word.
---
Sighing, you practically ran out of Cheryl’s house. Tears threatened to fall down your cheeks. With each step you took, the clicking sound of your heels echoed off through the air. Rushing towards your car, the hair on your arms stood up.
Firm hands gripped your hips, spinning you around. A towering body pressed you in your car. Gasping slightly, Sweet Pea gripped your cheeks before leaning down and placing a chaste kiss on your lips. Your hands quickly found his waist, pulling him impossibly closer.
Pulling away, he rested his forehead against yours. Your breath mingled together.
“Nothing happened.” He spoke softly. “You have to believe me.”
Letting out a sigh, you gazed in his eyes. “I believe you.”
Before he could respond, you pulled him in for a passionate kiss. Biting his bottom lip, you pulled back slightly, letting his lip snap back into place. A groan fell from his lips, as his pressed his hips further into yours.
Your hands laced through his raven locks, gently tugging the ends. Growling slightly, Sweet Pea enveloped your lips. His tongue tracing the seam of your lips asking for entrance. Sweet Pea, let his hands grip the backs of your knees allowing him to lift you up.
Opening your mouth, his tongue slid in. Your tongue running along his. Pulling away, Sweet Pea began placing kisses along your jaw, traveling down the column of your throat. Moans began tumbling from your lips, as you moved your hair allowing him better access.
Placing gentle bites and kisses along your throat, he made sure to leave bruises in his wake. The air was filled with panting from you and Sweet Pea.
“Sweet Pea.” You moaned, gently pushing his chest. “Not here.”
Placing you on your feet, he laced his hand in your hair while the other was splayed low on your back.
You couldn’t help the grin that made it’s way to your lips. “Let’s go.”
Sweet Pea nodded, before he untangled himself from you. “Yours or Mine?”
“You’ll see.” You winked, before getting in your car.
Chilling Adventures of Sabrina x Riverdale Crossover PART TWO TO SPELLMAN SISTERS
Word Count: 832
Warning: Swearing.
Written: November 21st, 2020
Posted: December 21st, 2020
Summary: The reader returns to Greendale to save her friends.
Part One
Christmas Masterlist
“Aunt Hilda?” You rushed toward the door as your heart raced.
“Well, well, well.” She taunted, as a sly smile made its way along her lips. “A Serpent, Y/N?”
Frowning, you crossed your arms along your chest as you anchored your feet in place, ready to stand your ground.
Shaking her head, she tsked. “I expected better from you, Y/N.” She smiled. “Now, step aside, I have some business to attend to.”
“Over my dead body.” You spat through gritted teeth.
Aunt Hilda let out an unsettling cackle of laughter. “That could be arranged, my dear.”
“Angustos in via!” You quickly spoke out.
“No!” She hissed, as she attempted to enter Sweet Pea's trailer. “You Bitch! You’ll pay for that!” She spat.
Aunt Hilda disappeared after the spell was cast.
“Y/N?” Fangs questioned with raised eyebrows. “Did you...Did you just cast a spell?”
Hurriedly, you shut the front door, your breath becoming ragged. Turning around, you gazed at the confused faces of your friends.
“I, uh..”
“What the hell is going on?” Jughead with furrowed eyebrows.
"It’s...It’s complicated.” You muttered, moving towards the living to gather your belongings. “I have to go.”
“Not until you tell us what’s going on,” Jughead spoke standing in between you and the front door. He crossed his arms over his chest.
You let out a frustrated sigh. “Are you sure you want to know?” You questioned with raised eyebrows.
The small group responded with a hum. Groaning, you squeezed your eyes shut, before giving in. “Fine.”
Taking a seat on the floor, you were positioned in front of the couch allowing your friends to sit before you.
“I was born in Greendale.” You began as the feeling of uneasiness washed over you. “Since I can remember I’ve lived with my aunts. Aunt Hilda, and Aunt Zelda. They’ve taken care of my sister and me since...since pretty much ever.” You frowned not having any memory of your parents.
“Wait.” Fangs spoke, holding a hand up as if to halt your actions. “You have a sister?”
You gazed at the group, before nodding slowly. “Yes, she’s...” Your voice trailed off before you let out a frustrated huff. “She’s the queen of hell.”
“What!”
“Queen of Hell!”
You flinched at their reaction, in hindsight they were taking the news much better than you had expected.
“Yes.” You nodded. “That’s why I know so much about Greendale, and why I refuse to go back.”
“Why didn’t you stay with your family?” Toni questioned her voice filled with sincerity.
“I...Well...” You tripped over your words. “They...They began dabbling in black magic...That wasn’t something I wanted to do...It still isn’t.”
The group nodded signaling for you to continue.
“Something big is coming.” You spoke. “I can feel it in my bones.”
“What do you mean?” Fangs questioned.
“A war...A war is coming.” You spoke. “We’re going to need the help of someone you aren’t too fond of.”
“Who?” Sweet Pea’s voice dripped with venom.
“Archie.”
“Why do we need little red.” Sweet Pea spat.
“Because he went to school with my sister in Greendale for some time. He knows her well enough.”
---
Once you had convinced Archie that you would be needing his help, you began practicing spells from a family spellbook that you had kept hidden. It was beaten up and ratty since it had been passed down through generations. The book of shadows was one of the only things you had that kept you tied to Greendale.
As you were practicing in your apartment, there was a knock on the door.
“Coming!” You called as you rushed to the door. Opening it, you were surprised to see Sweet Pea standing on the other side.
He hadn’t talked to you in weeks since your confession at his trailer.
“Can I come in?” He questioned hesitantly.
“S-Sure.” You stuttered as you stepped aside allowing him in.
Closing the door, an awkward silence fell between you, as you stood in front of one another.
“I-I just wanted to come and apologize.” He spoke, tension began building in the air.
You hummed in response, as you began interested in your socks.
“I shouldn’t have reacted the way I did.” He stated, taking a step in front of you, his shoes now coming into view.
You shrugged as you brought your gaze to his pleading eyes. “It’s to be expected.”
Taking you by surprise, Sweet Pea laced a hand in your hair while the other landed on your waist gently yanking you into him. His lips landed on yours in a short and sweet kiss. Pulling away, he rested his forehead against yours.
“I’ve wanted to do that for a long time.” He whispered, his eyes still closed from the kiss.
A loud bang coming from your door caused you both to jump. Gazing at each other in confusion, you moved to the door gazing through the peephole.
Opening the door, your expression was etched in concern.
