high jumpers

Track AU (Positions and Why)

America: A sprinter. No question. Have you ever seen a sprinter? Hard work, all muscle, bursts of effort, but still kinda lazy He probably does the 200 as his main event. And he would love relays.

Russia: A thrower. I highly doubt Russia would ever run. And he’s huge. Probably the best at the hammer throw. And jav.

France: A high jumper. Yes. I am a high jumper. I can tell you, high jumpers are vain and lazy and showboats. We found a specialty and we think we’re better than everyone else and we love to be watched. 

Prussia: A pole vaulter. The more intense version of a high jumper. They never seem to be doing anything else and they are just “too cool.” Pole vaulters somehow stand apart and impress everyone even while being dorks. He could also do hurdles, but only the 100.

Germany: A thrower and sprinter. I don’t know why but I feel like the only thing that Germany would run is the 400. And only the 400. I think his main event would be the discus. 

Canada: Distance. He’s tall and lanky and is probably all zen about it. He probably does the steeple chase. To throw in some excitement. And he’s like, looong distance, like 3k and above.  

Italy: A jumper. He isn’t going to sprint or run. No way. He’s willing to triple jump and long, even try high jump, but he’s not cut out for running.

The Baltics: They’re all distance. They’re that one knot of distance runners that every team has that always does everything together and is always giggling?

England: Mid-distance. Runs the 800 mainly. Volunteered for the steeple chase once. Isn’t that good at harder events but keeps volunteering to do really hard things. 

China: Hurdler. Especially the 400 hurdles. I can imagine him putting that hair up in a bun and having it falling out each race.

Hungary: Sprinter. Yes. Short sprints. 100, 200. 

Denmark: Sprinter. Same reasons as America. They’re always on relays together.  

*watches Pinocchio*
Me: I wanna be a reporter

*watches Weightlifting Fairy Kim Bok Joo*
Me: I wanna be a weightlifter

*watches My Love From The Stars*
Me: I wanna be an actress

*watches Doctor Crush*
Me: I wanna be a neurosurgeon

*watches She Was Pretty*
Me: I wanna work for a magazine company

*watches To The Beautiful You*
Me: I wanna be a high jumper

*watches Playful Kiss*
Me: I wanna be dumb

*watches Legend of the Blue Sea*
Me: I wanna be a mermaid

*watches Oh My Ghostess*
Me: I wanna be dead

I Know Your Dirty Little Secret.

Hi Guys this is a prompt fill for a request I received from @ultravanityglamme I am making this into a longer fic then I normally would for a fill so will be posting it up in parts as I complete each chapter.  This is unbeta’d and all mistakes are my own.

I won’t post the prompt here as I don’t want to spoil the ending.

I’m not 100% happy with this one but feel I need to get it out there in the amazing Bughead community/family and get some feedback.

I hope you enjoy.


Cheryl notices that Betty has come to school with hickeys on her neck. She tells the rest of Betty’s friends which kicks off a search to find Betty’s secret boyfriend.

Chapter One

Cheryl Blossom was bored. She had been for weeks. Once the drama of the search for Polly Cooper had died down, it was back to the normal hum drum of school life. So she was delighted when she saw Betty Cooper in the school’s boy’s locker room, examining her neck in the mirror. She had a make up compact, delicately dabbing her neck with the sponge, covering reddish marks. Once she seemed satisfied with her work she snapped the compact closed and removed her hair from the high ponytail to let it fall over her neck, to further hide the incriminating marks. She let out a frustrated sigh as she adjusted her hair further, finally satisfied with her efforts. Cheryl had come to the boy’s locker room to reflect it wasn’t like the girls locker room where people were coming and going all the time. If there was no game, no training there was no one here. Also it was where she could best remember Jason, she could swear sometimes that he was there with her, but she would soon shake those thoughts away.

That must have been the same reason Betty had come to cover up her dirty little secret.

Cheryl did not move from her hidden spot until Betty shut her locker and bounded off. So Betty has a secret lover. Cheryl thought of the possibilities at her disposal. She could con font Betty in front of the rest of the student population, but then a more delicious thought popped into her head. It would be much more interesting to lord this over the rest of the Scooby Gang and get them to do the hard work for her. Well maybe she would help them a little.

 She found them at their regular table in the quad. Lonely boy was not with them, but he wouldn’t be interested in this little investigation anyway. The key players were there and that was enough more importantly, good girl gone bad wasn’t there.

“Good morning gang.” She greeted them perkily, taking the empty seat next to Archie across from Veronica and Kevin.

“Cheryl to what do we owe this pleasure?” Kevin asked cautiously. Wherever Cheryl went trouble and drama usually followed.

“Well.” She laid out her hands in front of her. “I just saw something very interesting in the locker room.”

“We’ve all seen interesting things in that locker room, Cheryl, cut to the point.” Veronica mused thinking about the last time she had stormed into that locker room on a man hunt with Betty. Cheryl rolled her eyes before continuing.

“Well I saw Miss Innocent Betty Cooper, covering up some interesting marks on her neck, he kind you get from a hot and heavy make out session, or a vacuum cleaner, iif your looking for attention” She said smugly waiting and watching their blank faces hoping to see some kind of reaction. When there was none she decided to try further. “And I gather from your blank faces that she hasn’t told you about her secret admirer.”

“Betty wouldn’t keep something like that from us.” Kevin said defending his friend.

“No, I’m sure that is why she is all of a sudden wearing her hair down, wearing high necked jumpers, not joining you guys at lunch. Where is she by the way?”

“She said she had some extra work to finish for the Blue and Gold.” Kevin stated.

“She told me she was going to be practising the new cheer routine at the gym.” Veronica advised somewhat confused.

“Yeah, doesn’t sound like she is keeping secrets at all.” Cheryl said smugly. Archie who had not said anything to this point thought about why Betty may be keeping secrets from them. She was always so open and honest and usually a terrible liar, but something had changed since that night at Cheryl’s party, since the death of Jason Blossom. Betty was different, more secretive, and she had launched herself into this investigation with Jughead full force. He barely saw her any more, he felt like they were into different things now, him his music and her her sleuthing and apparently secret boyfriend if Cheryl was to be believed.

“We should really be getting to lunch.” She let out as he continued to ravish neck, wet, heated kisses. She knew that there would be more marks to hide once her was done with her, but she couldn’t tear herself away. “They might be, Oh God.” She uttered as he reached that sensitive spot right underneath her ear which seemed to make her knees go weak. She held onto him to keep her steady. “Missing us.” She managed to finish.

She enjoyed their special moments, sure it was in the Janitor’s closet under the school stairs but it was still special, theirs. He was attentive, unguarded. It made her heart sing that this was what she brought out of him. That he could be a little lighter with her there.

“Yeah”. He responded with his words but his actions told her that they would be missing lunch with their friends again. It wasn’t that they were keeping this a secret intentionally but they didn’t need to know, she wanted this to be special to just be hers to keep. She knew that Veronica would be supportive, Kevin would want all the details, probably to much detail for her liking. And Archie, well, she wasn’t sure. She was scared of telling him the most. For so long it had been just the three of them, she didn’t want their friendship to change, any of their friendships to change. She knew that Jughead valued his friendship with Archie just as much as she did.

A light nip on her neck broke her thoughts and brought her back into the moment.

“Careful Juggie.” She warned.

“Sorry, I just.” He groaned against her neck drinking in her scent. Raspberry and Vanilla, her shampoo he guessed as well as something that was uniquely Betty. He would lose control around her when they were in each other’s embrace. He wanted to mark every part of her body, her soul and that strength and depth of that want scared him. What scared him more was what he would do now if he did lose her. Perhaps that was why he wanted to keep their secret, he didn’t want someone to let her know that she was too good for him. Something that he was already acutely aware of.

She pulled him back away from her neck to face her, seeing the hunger in his eyes, knowing that it was mirrored in her own.

“I know.” She whispered, her voice soothing and calming his very being. Yeah he didn’t want to ever lose her.

Chapter 2