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The Failed relationships of Sweet Pea

Sweet Pea never had much luck in love in his younger years. His relationships were short and, near the end of high school, rather draining.

Mabel Harlow

(oc, moodboard, and blurb written by @vannahsunshine )

Mabel and Sweet Pea practically grew up together, and it’s only natural to develop a crush on one of your closest friends, even if it’s brief. Neither of them were going to admit it, afraid it would make things weird, until a game of truth or dare. Maddox, like the brat Mabel knew he was, knew that Mabel would never turn down a dare, so he dared Mabel to kiss Sweet Pea. Mabel wasted no time grabbing Sweet Pea by the collar and planting a big ol’ smooch on him, and he was smitten.

Things went well for a while, they were practically joined at the hip, infatuated with each other since they were both each other’s first relationship, but once things started to... progress, it did start feeling a little weird. Not wanting to hurt the other’s feelings, neither of them said anything for a good five months, deciding to just deal with the weird. When things would start to get… heated, one of them would come up with an excuse to leave until they were hardly spending any time together.

The break up was smooth and easy, the two agreeing they just weren’t the right fit, going right back to being bros.

Marisa Tomas

Marisa Tomas met Sweet Pea during their physics class during spring semester their sophomore year. She intrigued him. The girl never went anywhere without some loud print or neon earrings, occasionally decking her eyes out with stick on rhinestones that sparkled under the fluorescent lights of the school.

She’d introduced him to the world of raves(a habit that would leave him finding glitter everywhere even years later). It was an exciting time for him and it always gave him somewhere to belong besides the serpents. The bright lights and glitter let him escape from his stresses and just have fun. They’d always end their dates sitting on the side of the road with a shitty corn dog and slurpee from the nearest 7-11, laughing at each other’s running makeup.

The breakup was quick, but mutual. They just decided they would work out better as friends. They’d still go to raves occasionally until they graduated and Marisa went to study abroad.

Josie McCoy

The two had met briefly after Archie Andrews had gotten arrested at the pep rally, and kind of hit it off. She was sweet and seemed to be interested in him, so he’d asked her out to pops. She wasn’t single at the time, so she’d declined. About two weeks later, she took him up on that date, and the two ended up making out in the back of his car most of the night. They’d decided to make a summer fling that would end as the new school year started, to be able to escape from the chaos that was their lives. Midway through, Sweet Pea caught feelings, strong feelings that didn’t go away. As their deadline grew nearer, he hoped that Josie would see him like he did her. She lit up his world in a way no other girl had, and she’d even become a good support system, but, as the school year started, their relationship ended. He wanted to be mad at how she didn’t return his feelings, but eventually realized that feelings were never supposed to be part of it, and let it go, although his heart did pick up occasionally as he glimpsed her in the hallways.

Vivienne “Vivi” O’Reilly

Vivienne was his first mistake. He’d met her and she’d been really kind, and sweet, and soft. The more he got to know her, the more the veil lifted to the absolute mess she was. She was hyper vigilant, getting into fights nearly as much as he did at southside high. She had an overactive sex drive, always was all over him, leaving hickies and makeup slathered all over him chin. He went along with it because he’d thought that would make her happy. She was a major klutz, tripping and crashing into everything with a giggle that started to grate on his nerves after some time. What ended it was she showed up on one of his runs with the baby ghoulies. Serpents and Ghoulies had started to work together and she nearly got the shit kicked out of her by one of the short ones with a bat.

For the next month, he had to avoid her everywhere he went, in fear she’d try to beg him to take her back (she’d done this multiple times).

Eden Bello

Eden and Sweet Pea knew each other from the various trades they’d made, but after the night his girlfriend had shown up, they’d start to see each other more. Soon, he was wrapped around her finger and the two started dating.

The relationship was draining, everyone could tell, the light in his eyes dwindled as she bossed him around like a little pup. They were always at each other’s throats, starting fights over the smallest little things (eventually you’d find them making out behind the bleachers after school).

She was even banned from Both the Fogarty and Abrejo houses, having left an unsanitary impression on everyone. Not only that, but sweet pea had started to gain small bruises everywhere, leading to a confrontation with one of his friends, Queenie.

They’d left the group to fight in private, although their voices carried over to where their friends sat. Once a slap rang through the air, Queenie was out of her seat with her bat in a flash and running towards them.

The girls left the fight, bruised and scratched up.

“I don’t usually beg, but you need to break things off with her” Queenie had muttered as he stitched her up. She’d pulled him into a hug, “I don’t like seeing you hurt. Please.”

The next day, Eden and Sweet Pea had a messy breakup, which ended with Eden getting dragged off by the other baby ghoulies, not wanting another gang war on their hands.

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OC EXTRAVAGANZA SATURDAY

Helloooo all! I’m bringing back oc Saturday for these trying times to showcase some brilliant ocs! If you’d like to nominate your oc or somebody else’s, feel free to shoot me a msg, ask, or tag #ocextravaganzasaturday ! Also, there’s an option to submit a blurb/moodboard!

Some of these ocs I’ve been able to have my own interact with and they are absolutely fantastic!!!!

Below are links to most things they’ve been featured in!

Binx Bolling created by @s-s-southsideserpentine

Question

Stonewall Prep was all Gothic Columns and high ceilings, first-edition books and layers of dust that were older than most of the students and staff that were lucky enough to find themselves at the old school. They were old money, still running thanks to donations from the rich parents who bought their children a full ride. Money was important at Stonewall, almost integral to a student’s survival. Most students had no problem with this aspect, their lawyer mothers and diplomat fathers could pay for their admissions three times over and still have money to pay for a new winter wardrobe to wear on the weekends when they put their school uniforms away in favor of returning back to their parents’ old victorian houses.

Bianca Bolling was different, though. Much to her own dismay. She was one of two scholarship kids offered a full-ride admissions (the second being none other than Jughead Jones himself), and she realized quickly that she didn’t belong there at Stonewall. The scholarship was offered to her at the end of her freshman year of high school, after she won a local film festival for her drunk driving PSA. The short film was a hit, showcasing a group of friends at a typical high school party before they all got back into the car that someone borrowed from their parents. The squealing of brakes and the shattering of glass was loud, with Binx setting her camera down at a skewed angle to try her best to capture the chaos and disarray of a car accident, red and blue lights blinking in the distance. The short film ended with an artistic twist, and her mise-en-scene won her first place. The Stonewall recruiters found her after the festival, a crowd around her forming as onlookers clapped hands on her skinny shoulders and her eyes darted around anxiously, needing a familiar face in a sea of people.

“Don’t let that kind of talent go to waste, young lady,” The school’s recruiter, Mr. Chipping says, handing her his contact information with a wink and a promise that she didn’t really understand. There were many fights with her family, who didn’t have the money to send her to such a prestigious school, especially not one that was across the entire state. But she fought tooth and nail to get to Stonewall and she hadn’t stopped fighting a single day in the nearly three years she’d been in attendance.

Binx was smart and she wasn’t afraid to claim it, but her monetary status quickly became an invitation for her fellow students to sling insults at her left and right. One day, in the middle of her advanced writer’s seminar, she feels the ice-cold eyes of Bret Weston Wallis on her as he turned around in his chair to sneer at her.

“Looks like your blazer’s getting a little dingy there, Bolling, what? The scholarship committee couldn’t give you a few more bucks to replace your uniform?” He reaches a bony hand to pull at a loose string in the lining of her tweed blazer and she smacks it away with a roll of her eyes.

Silently, Binx raises her hand, barely acknowledging the adolescent taunts coming from such a well-regarded student like Bret.

“Miss Boling?” The old professor lilts, his horn-rimmed glasses falling down his bulbous nose as he wiped chalk dust from his pressed slacks.

“Can I switch seats, professor? I can’t seem to see the blackboard around Bret’s fat ego…”

I’m really excited to see where we get to follow binx. Her story is fascinating and I’m very intrigued to see how the plot unfolds with her and the rest of court’s stonewall ocs. Go give her some love!!!

Bronwynn Atwood created by @reggiemantleholdmyhand-tle

About 1

About 2

The bell above the door to Bronwynn’s bakery, lovingly named Risk It for the Biscuit, lets out a loud ding as the door swings open.

“Welcome to Risk It for the Biscuit, how can I help you?” Bronwynn’s deep voice rings out through the small building, but Bronwynn himself is hidden somewhere McKinley can’t see.

“Well, disembodied voice, I need a favor.”

Brownynn pops up from behind the counter with a chuckle, tray of various baked goods in his hands, “Mac! Whassup? What can I do for you?”

“I need your help,” McKinley smiles, tattooed arms crossed over her chest, “I’ve been hired to cater an extravagant mob gala, I need my favorite baker to bake me some decadent goods.”

“I suppose I can do that,” Bronwynn smirks, setting the tray down, “Cupcake?” He offers, taking one in his hand, “New flavor. It’s a vanilla bacon cupcake with ‘pork belly’ caramel. The pork belly is just candied bacon layered with some vanilla and almonds.”

“Sounds ambitious,” McKinley muses, “Gimme.” She reaches her hand out for the cupcake, immediately diving into it as it lands in her hand.

“Fuck.” McKinley moans, mouth full, “That is delicious, dude.”

“You’re damn right it is,” Bronwynn beams, clapping his hands together. “Quinn helped me brainstorm it.”

“You guys make quite the team,” McKinley grins, “It’s a real shame I’m the biggest gay, or I’d snatch you away from her in a heartbeat, if it meant I got baked goods like this every day.”

“You could just come get some anyway,” Brownynn rolls his eyes, “You know I’m not gonna charge you.”

“And that, my friend, is why you are the best bro.” McKinley wipes some excess icing from the corners of her lips, licking it off her fingers.

“Don’t let Apollo hear you say that.”

“Shit, I’d sell Apollo for a dozen of those cupcakes.”

“I’d sell Apollo for a nickel.”

First off, mgk is a v pretty man, second, Bronwynn is a very wonderful oc. He’s a gang member, a great friend, an amazing boyfriend, and a fantastic baker! Go show him some love!

Estelle Ollier created by @humangrumpycat

Intro

Greek Mythology moodboard

Tsp: riot night

Underneath the surface: Riot Night, The Devil’s House

The door opens as sheriff Minetta enters the room, giving Audrey his signature glare.

Audrey jumps up, picking at her nails, waiting for Minetta to start.

‘You're free to go, miss Lincoln,' he sighs.

'I am?' Audrey yelps.

'Someone bailed you out,’ Minetta replies.

'Who?' she asks as she dusts off her skirt on her way to the bars.

'Smile!' a voice calls.

Audrey turns to the voice, followed by a soft gasp.

'Estelle-'

'This will look fun in the yearbook,' Estelle smirks.

'It's not funny!' Audrey whines, stomping her feet for emphasis.

'It's a little bit funny, Abe,' Estelle laughs. 'I mean, what the hell did you do?'

-

'You threw a Molotov cocktail at a car?' Estelle exclaims, covering her mouth to hide her laughing.

'Someone handed me a bottle,' Audrey corrects. 'And I panicked because it was on fire, so I threw it away.'

'You threw a Molotov cocktail,' Estelle squeaks.

'It was on fire!'

'You threw it at a car,' Estelle laughs. 'You couldn't throw it in the bushes, or the river?'

'The Earth is dying, Estelle,' Audrey barks. 'I'm not going to help kill the Earth.'

'I can't wait to tell Jonathan, he's going to die,' Estelle smiles.

'Oh please, don't tell him,' Audrey whines. 'Remember the see-saw incident back in freshman year? He would not shut up about it for weeks.'

'That was before he started dating me,' Estelle mentions. 'I'll make sure he'll be cool about it.'

Audrey sighs in relief.

'But first, we'll laugh at this photo,' Estelle grins, holding up the photo she took earlier.

'You told Minetta you deleted that!' Audrey yells.

'I lied,' Estelle points out.

'Never trust a journalist.'

Estelle is fierce, loyal, and incredibly smart. She’s an amazing journalist and detective(what Betty wishes she could be👀). Go give her some love!

Reyna Lewis created by @daddylorian

Meet Reyna

About

Reyna is loving, and real when she needs to be. She tells it like it is and has a real talent in things she puts her mind to! Go give her some love!

Valentina Fogarty created by @lonely-full-of-secrets

About

Valentina is so good and sweet and hardworking (and the perfect match for my oc Duckie). Once she lets herself be comfortable, she’s the life of the party! Go show her some love!

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Part 1

In the town of Riverdale, near the popular Pop Tate’s Diner, rested a path, beginning at the edge of the fox forest.

A mile down the path opened to a clearing, containing a large, white Victorian style house-also known as the House of the Dead Funeral Home and Mortuary, two greenhouses stood on either side of it, and a quaint little flower shop with the sign ‘pushing daisies’ sat near a side path.

Pushing Daisies was the florist shop associated with the funeral home. It was usually run by the second in command to the Ghoulies, Nai Akira.

The shop was a good size, jutting out of one of the sides of the circle, its backdoor opening to a path to the nearby cemetery. It’s front was made of glass, while its sides were partially blank painted over brick, hinting at the beginnings of a mural. Inside, the bright colors provided a stark contrast to the monotonous tones of its surrounding buildings.

A lime green painted metal table and chair sat in the corner, facing a similar colored counter. The floor was white tile, and all over the shop hung flowers and plants of various sizes, making the place feel more like a jungle.

-

Claire de Lune drifted softly out of the worn speakers of the little flower shop. It’s only employee, Nai humming along as she made a bouquet of lilies.

The tinkling of the doorbell caught her attention, and she was met by the warm eyes of her boyfriend, Apollo. A small smile made its way across her face as she paused her movements.

“Hello darling”

“Hello baby” she gave him a quick kiss before tying up the flowers and setting them in the display vase.

When she turned back around, he was leaning over the counter, grin plastered on his lips.

“What brings you here?”

“Got off early and wanted to see how you were doing” he took her hand in his and laced their fingers together.

“Lucky for you, I’m off in about 10. Come, sit behind the counter”

“And break the rules? Naughty” he teased, kissing her cheek before rounding the counter before sitting down in the foldable chair she kept by the register when she wanted to read.

His long arms wrapped around her waist for a moment, and he rested his head against her stomach.

“You tired?” She chuckled, ruffling his hair.

“No, just missed you” his voice was muffled by her shirt.

“I missed you too” She leant down to place a soft kiss on his forehead, and he smiled up at her.

“You look beautiful today”

“You look rather handsome”

The door chimed again and she slowly unraveled herself from his embrace before looking up.

“Mal”

“Nai” he hopped up on the counter, but soon got off, noticing her disapproving gaze.

“Apollo” he nodded in the man’s direction, and he mimicked a similar motion.

“What’s up boss?”

“Did you get the papers done?”

“Do you check your email?” Nai quipped back, a brow raised, “sent it this morning. That all you came to see me about?”

“Can I not enjoy the presence of my best friend and my charming coworker?”

“You can. But, are you here because you have a date tonight?”

He paused, “well-“

She stared him down, a grin spreading across her face.

“Fine. You got me.”

“What do you need?”

“Same as usual?”

“Tulip?”

“Tulip”

“Alright, that’ll be $2,”

“You’re charging me?”

“Judah told me that ‘leader or not, he needs to pay’ take it up with him.” She pulled the biggest one she could find and handed it to him after he set two crumpled dollar bills on the desk.

“Good luck on your date!” She called after him. He waved before exiting, the door shutting behind him with a jingle

Nai Akira- second in command.

Brooks “Apollo” Madison- mechanic/tattoo artist/hired tough lookin dude ( @reggiemantleholdmyhand-tle oc)

Malachai Martinez-leader of the Ghoulies

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1) "Wait, you actually meant it when you said we were just going to study?" "I was under the impression that is what I said, isn't it?" w/maisie and bennett if u feel comfortable writing maisie !!!

Ok I actually also have another idea for this hopefully I will remind myself to write it.

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"Wait, you actually meant it when you said we were just going to study?"

"I was under the impression that is what I said, isn't it?"

Bennett gave Maisie, Fred, George, Annie, and Lee a bewildered look.

“But, you’ve never all wanted to just ‘study”

“I’m hurt Benny” Fred placed a hand on his chest, frowning.

“Do you really think that lowly of us?” Maisie added.

“Yes, quite frankly”

“Well the woman doesn’t lie” Lee chuckled, sitting next to her and propping his feet on the table.

George plopped down next to her, opening his book, “Alright, what subject should we start on?”

“Arithmancy. That class is kickin my arse” Annie leaned back in her chair, trying to balance. Fred kicked it and she went sprawling backwards, aiming a hex at his head, which he dodged.

“Gotta try better than that, Finnigan!”

“SHHHHH” the librarian hushed them, scowling.

“Please don’t get me banned” Bennett whispered as soon as the woman left, “this is where I go to avoid Acre”

“Why would you avoid the lovely Acre?”

“She’s the female version of Wood”

“And? Is that a problem?” Annie righted herself, smoothing down her hair.

“It very well is. We’re on the same team. Pain in the arse he is” Fred grumbled, “Who needs to practice at 5am?”

“Well, guess we know why they call it Morning Wood” Maisie snickered, the rest of the table, minus Annie, joining in.

“That’s not funny”

“It really is, though.”

“Like you’re not the one who antagonizes him all practice long”

“How is he supposed to fall in love with you when all you are is a pain in his arse?”

“It’ll happen. Someday”

“Sure it will”

-

Two hours in, and everyone but Maisie had drifted off. She climbed over the table and squatted in front of Bennett, placing her hand on her book.

“Yes?”

“Hello” Maisie slipped a hair tie off her wrist and pulled Bennett’s hair from her face and into a ponytail.

“Thank you” Bennett looked up at her.

“Can’t believe you lot really wanted to study”

“We’ve been missing you” Maisie hopped down to sit in her friend’s lap, wrapping her arms around her neck, “it’s no fun, you being cooped up here, studying, everyone else at Quidditch practice. It gets awfully lonely”

“Sorry to have abandoned you”

“Not a problem” Maisie muttered, her voice muffled by Bennett’s hair. “We’re here now.”

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Read Part 1, Part 2

Part 3

“Thanks Brooks” Nim took the flowers gently from him as she got up, and kissed his cheeks. She set them in the vase on her table, before tying a bow around it with a ribbon.

“There”

“What are your flowers for?” Elias asked,

“Nai”

“You do realize you made your girlfriend arrange her own flowers, right?”

“Oh, oh no” he pulled out his phone and texted something.

‘Hey love I’m so so sorry these were for you.’

‘I know, that’s why I sent you different flowers. Those are for you baby♥️’

He grinned widely at his phone before looking at the flowers.

“I need to put these in a vase!” He grabbed one of Nim’s empty vials and filled it up before putting the flowers in.

“Yes, Brooks, of course you can use one of my vases, thanks for asking” Nim teased.

“Oh can I use one of your vases?”

“sure.”

He placed the flowers at his station and stared at them for a bit, trying to remember what each one meant from the flower language book Nai had let him borrow.

-

Mac appeared at the door to the tattoo shop, leaning against the frame and crossing her arms, watching as Nim finished her drawing. She looked up and the woman gave her a smile before holding up a clementine.

Nim smiled back and caught it as Mac tossed it to her.

“Thanks. You’re early.”

Mac sat down across from her, placing her chin on her palm, “figured I’d keep you company”

Elias looked at the two, feeling like he was intruding on something.

Apollo poked his head through the door, “Hey-Mac!” His face brightened

“Hey” She waved back at him.

“Isn’t your appointment later?”

“I had free time” she shrugged, and raised a brow.

“Ohhhhh” he looked to Elias.

“Cmon, wanna Be my assistant fixing a bike?”

The boy nodded enthusiastically, rushing out of the room and past the man.

“I’ll leave you both to it” Apollo winked at Mac before closing the door.

Nim had already managed to peel the fruit and was munching on a piece as Mac turned to face her. She held out half in offering, mouth still full. The woman took it, their fingers brushing lightly before she brought it closer to herself.

“Thanks”

Nim swallowed and smiled.

“You ready to finish that other sleeve today?”

“That just means less time with you” an easy grin spread across her face as Nim patted her hand.

“There are other ways to spend time with me” she winked, before getting up to prepare the station. Mac’s grin widened as she watched the other woman fondly.

“Oh really?”

“Many other ways” Nim pulled on some gloves and patted the seat.

She took her arm and cleaned it before pressing the design down.

When Nim had finished and everything was squared away, Mac placed a hand on her arm.

“I have an idea for my next tattoo”

Nim smiled, “oh really?”

“Yeah, I can sketch out an idea if you want”

Nim nodded and handed her a piece of paper with a pencil.

Mac scribbled down something quickly before handing it back

‘Will you go out with me?’

“Hmm, interesting”

“Well?”

“Well, I think this was a ruse to ask me out. Unless you actually want to pay me $60+ to tattoo this on you” she winked. Mac raised a brow.

“You got me”

“I’d love to” she smiled down at Mac and tucked a strand of hair behind her ear.

“Great.how does Saturday at 7 sound?”

“That sounds great”

Mac walked out the door, a few flowers tucked into her shirt, and a large smile on her face.

Nim- Apollo is her best friend, Nai is her roommate, tattoo artist and black market connection specializing in poisons

Mac ( @reggiemantleholdmyhand-tle oc) chef at one of the most fanciest restaurants in riverdale. Good friends with Apollo.

[waterloou]

A Lifetime Of Promises~

Art for upcoming fic (with @reggiemantleholdmyhand-tle )(and a few others)

The death of Pallaton Abrejo shook both his family and the Southside of the town Riverdale. Watch how his daughter and community cope and live on after he is gone.

Coming Soon...

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Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 4.5

Part 5

Dazzarine sat at her Divination station she had set up in the music room of the HOTD. She had managed to persuade Malachai into letting her place it there with some good old fashioned flirting. She looked at the cards she had pulled, more specifically the lovers card, a certain brunette she had met on her last vacation, who smelled of citrus and held the most mesmerizing gaze, big, brown eyes that were so warm and inviting-

Jax shuffled into the room and sat across from the woman, a happy little smile on his face.

“What’s got you all dazed?” He asked, breaking her out of her reverie. She moved the flowers on her station over the cards.

“A new lover?” He placed his palm on his hand, a teasing smile on his face.

“Perhaps” she chuckled and reached forward to take his other hand in hers, “What brings you here, Jaxy?”

“Phineas had some routes I could hit up, and Micha mentioned you were here.”

She grinned at him and kissed his hand before handing him one of her flowers.

“Here. For your gig tonight.”

“You remembered” he smiled, tucking it behind his ear.

“It’s definitely not because you and Apollo have been talking about it for the past month” she adjusted his flower, “and keeping me up about it”

She teased, pinching his cheek.

Malachai stepped into the room, hair slicked back and bouquet in hand, headed for his room.

“You look dolled up” she called out and he turned around, “I don’t remember us having a date tonight, honey”

“That’s another time”

“And here I was, thinking I was your one and only” she winked, tossing her hair over her shoulder.

Jax chuckled as he watched the two.

“I have many one and onlys “ the Ghoulie leader retorted back with a smirk

“What a shame.” She sighed dramatically, holding her hand to her head.

“You’ll live”

“Perhaps. Make it up to me?”

“I guess I’ll have to” He gave her a wink before going back to his room.

“I’ll never understand you two”

“You don’t need to” She placed the vase of flowers at the corner of the station and gathered up her cards.

“So, while you’re here” she started shuffling them, “would you like me to read your cards?” She spread out the cards in front of him.

He smiled and reached out for them.

Characters ( @reggiemantleholdmyhand-tle ocs)

Dazz. getaway driver. Into divination

Jax. Drug dealer / 1/2 of why stop now (band)

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Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 4.5

Part 5

Jax read over the music again as his boyfriend wove daisies into his hair. This had become a little tradition and it was an amazing relaxer for him before going on stage.

“You’re gonna be amazing and hot and I’ll be front row, you might even get flashed if I’m feeling lucky” Mothman rambled, his painted fingers wrapping a curl around another daisy.

“Oh wouldn’t that be a surprise” Jax chuckled, “Not distracting at all” he flipped the page.

Mothman took his face in his hands and leaned down to plant a messy kiss on his cheek.

“You’re cute” he resumed his weaving and occasionally would get distracted by his boyfriend’s curls.

By the time he was done, Jax’s head could have passed as a garden.

“Ta da!”

He held the mirror up to Jax and the man stifled his laugh as he looked over the work, “I love it”

A wide grin split his face as Mothman moved to sit in front of him, admiring his work.

“You look like a little garden sprite” he cooed, holding his face in his hands, “a hot one, like one of those Greek ones or something” he leaned in and pressed a soft kiss to his lips, one of his hands moving down to hold his boyfriend’s.

“You’re gonna kill it tonight babe” he smiled as he pulled back. Jax’s cheeks hurt from smiling so wide before he pulled the man in for another kiss.

-

“I want flowers in my hair” the two broke apart as Apollo poked a daisy.

“Ask Nai Then. He’s mine” Jax squeezed Mothman’s hand.

“We’re on in a few, get pumped!” Apollo smacked his shoulder before rushing onstage and sitting on the edge, looking down at Nai with with arms open.

“Oh I’m definitely flashing you” mothman laughed, “ill even write your name on my chest.”

“A man of romance, you are” Jax chuckled before standing up.

-

Jax walked onstage to see Apollo with a flower tucked behinf his ear.

“You got a flower!”

“I asked Nai and she had already brought me flowers!” He gushed, looking out into the crowd and waved to her.

“God I love her”

“Oh really? Wouldn’t have guessed.” Jax laughed before stepping up to the mic.

During their set, true to his word, Mothman flashed him, ripping his shirt open to reveal JAX painted in large, black letters on his chest. Jax nearly messed up his solo from laughing so hard. Apollo even had to duck his head to hide his chuckle.

Baz “mothman” Lenka: centerville Ghoulie(Cryptics), one of the more rambunctious ones.