Dead Man's Arms [Jughead//Malachi]

Dead Man's Arms [Jughead//Malachi]

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Romance
Jughead Jones found himself not belonging anywhere. He was far too soft for the Southside. A touch too innocent, a touch too naive. Body made for pastel skirts instead of leathers. Hands made for pens and books instead of blades. He was entirely too strange for the Northside, too. An outcast with leathers or without. With no gang, no direction, he ventures into the Eastside. Malachi is a bad influence, but no one could deny that he was fun.
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Welcome to the Southside. This place is my home and I hate how those over privileged residents from the Northside treat us. Southside has two main gangs; the Ghoulies, and the Serpents. I'm a Serpent. Like any other gangs, they have their leaders. Or in the case of the Serpents, a King and Queen snake, chosen by the others after showing unwavering loyalty to the Serpent family. FP Jones was crowned King... and I was crowned Queen. I am Queen Crystal, and the Serpents are my life. A/N: This story has swearing and possibly some mature themes so read it at your own risk

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