#wyrdsysters

[theoutcsts]

for @wyrdsysters / season 5 caos crossover / prudence

The  night  was  filled  with  the  chirp  of  late-autumn  crickets,  and  while  beautiful  in  thought,  in  reality  Jughead  was  wondering  when  he  might  get  a  moment  of  quiet.  It  had  been  LOUD  in  Riverdale  lately,  from  the  sound  of  fallen  rock  within  the  caves  under  Thornhill,  or  incessant  chaos  coming  from  Hiram  Lodge.  Sometimes  the  woods  were  the  only  place  Jughead  could  escape  (  and  yes,  the  bunker  as  well,  but  being  trapped  underground  like  an  animal  only  made  him  feel  suffocated  ).

Jughead  could  only  go  on  his  intuition  and  the  woods  was  where  he  was  called  to,  wondering  what  creature  hid  out  here  pretending  to  be  the  ever-famous  Moth  Man.  Yes,  Jughead  knew  all  about  that  lore  and  its  beginnings  with  bridges,  death  and  immortality.  Riverdale  certainly  had  the  kind  of  devastation  that  could  attract  such  a  BEING.  And,  as  Jughead  rationalized  to  himself,  West  Virginia  was  not  too  far  away.

A  man  who  had  once  been  a  boy  aware  of  his  surroundings,  Jughead  had  changed  a  lot  living  in  New  York  where  everything  and  everyone  made  as  much  noise  as  possible.  He  now  walked  without  the  same  carefulness  he  would  have  at  sixteen.

What  he  was  searching  for  was  a  question  he  didn’t  even  know  the  answer  to,  and  yet  his  feet  kept  him  going,  seeking  out  answers  he  wasn’t  sure  he’d  find,  or  wanted.

[hllfiire]

@wyrdsysters​ hexed: ❛ This is just the kind of guy you’d love to bring home to mom… if… you had… a mom. ❜

❝ For Heaven’s sake Prudence, what are you trying to accomplish here? You know exactly how I feel about my parents and their death! ❞ She retorted, arms folding over her chest in a gesture of her annoyance. She had come to take what the witch said in spades. After all, she could never quite tell if her words were coming from a place of ill luck or not. ❝ I mean really, must everything you say have such malice behind it? ❞ She demanded, her eyes narrowing slightly as she spoke. 

[hllfiire]

@wyrdsysters​ asked: “  it’s not shallow confidence when i tell you i’m not the sort of person you want to go making an enemy out of.  trust my experience.  careful how you tread. ” - Slides this over,,,

❝ — I’m not scared of you Prudence. ❞ She retorted, a curl of her lip accompanying her words. If there was one thing that she was no longer going to tolerate was being pushed around by Prudence and her sisters. She had received a blood curse once from her and yet she was still standing her threatens — though taken seriously — would not be met in fear. She was done with being afraid of what they might do next. ❝ I have never done anything to you, why must you be such a nasty witch?  ❞ She inquired, a raised eyebrow accompanying her words. She refused to back down, even in the face of such an unveiled threat. 

Sabrina locked her gaze with the other, unwavering in her stance and refusing to relent on the matter. ❝ You cannot toy with the mortals however you see fit, especially not my friends! I promise you not matter what sort of hellfire you bring to the table I will match it. ❞ She declared, though truthfully she knew that in a matter of knowledge of spells she was perhaps very much so outclassed. After all, she had been studying at the academy far less than the other. But she also had her aunties she could fall back on, and even Ms. Wardwell. ❝ You might be more willing to walk the darker path but I will not allow you to bully me any longer. ❞