Riverdale: A Ghost Town (Male Reader Insert)

Part 1

Thicker than blood, more precious in oil. Riverdale's big business is maple syrup. Since the town's founding, one family has controlled its lucrative syrup trade, the Blossoms.

To showcase this, there's a brief flashback where Jason, Penelope, Cheryl, and Clifford Blossom all collectively pour a small amount of maple syrup into their cups, and they both raise their glasses before drinking it down. 

They were a part of the fabric of our daily lives.... rich or pour, old or young, we consumed Blossom syrup by the bucket. That sickly sweet smell was inescapable. The death of Jason Blossom precipitated a crisis. With the heir apparent gone, who would inherit the family business one day? Certainly not Cheryl. 

While the three family members that stand alongside Polly on the snowy ground, their umbrellas trying to block the rest out, the rest of the Blossom blood drive in with their expensive vehicles. Everyone has shown up to Riverdale to help answer that very question.

It was a question that brought the wolves to Riverdale. And now, the Blossoms were circling the wagons against possible attack, from within their own ranks.

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Riverdale High: The Blue and Gold

"And that, my ladies and gents, is why Riverdale's serial killer is targeting people at random. Because there is no way to satisfy his or her bloodlust." Y/N speaks in front of his laptop, his camcorder a little.... out of shape every since that fight in the bar. It most likely fell out of his inventory when he got thrown onto the pool table, but how was he gonna guess that Archie would instigate a bar fight? Anyway, he been having to use the laptop camera and it's poor audio for the Blue and Gold's social media recently "This is, Y/N L/N, and I'll you guys later, preferably when I get a new camera." He concludes with some humor before stopping the recording, where he then lets his expression drop to one of someone who is really tired. "Fuck...."

"Well, well, if love had a voice, I plead that you never stop speaking." A female suddenly chimes in with a very suggestive smirk, and Y/N quickly shuts his laptop closed to surprisingly find Cheryl Blossom standing in the doorway. 

"Cheryl? What are you doing here?" He asks after some confused blinking. "I-I mean... that I'm bothered by it or anything. It's just that it's called the Blue and Gold, not the Red and Black." Y/N quickly adds with his sense of humor as he stands up with a nervous chuckle, realizing that may have still sounded uninviting. 

"Did you know that this week's the official start of maple syrup season?" Cheryl queries, walking over to stand right next to Y/N as he leans on the table. The guy not knowing if this should feel awkward for very pleasing. 

"Uh, no, no I did not." Y/N admits with a shrug, looking at her curiously. "Should I have?" He asks with a raised brow. 

"If you live in Riverdale, probably. And every year, we host a tree-tapping ceremony, a tradition that honors the Blossom bloodline. Our Heritage" Cheryl explains, and Y/N nods as if he's listening intently. 

"That sounds cool." Y/N comments, not actually meaning it, but he can tell there's kind of point if she decided to tell him about it. 

"It is. Beyond." Cheryl agrees, though Y/N now wonders if she also means that when she says it. "It's also incredibly exclusive. Family and inner circle only." She mentions before slightly leaning in. "Wanna be my date?" She then asks, causing Y/N to blink, thinking that he misheard her at first. 

"Me?" Y/N points to himself, appearing surprised at being asked out as a date. "But I.... I'm just a horror film-freak, isn't that like, something your parents would appreciate having around?" He brings up, feeling a little nervous about the idea.