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                                          CHAPTER  THREE.

MISTER  CLARKE  ,  our  favorite  middle  school  science  teacher  ,  has  stumbled over  something  in  the  ruins  of  starcourt  mall  .  he  misses  scoops  ahoy  ,  perhaps  .  it’s  been  a  year  since  the  battle  of  starcourt  ,  and  one  would  think  a  science  teacher  wouldn’t  be  able  to  make  it  through  .  but  he  has  ,  and  he’s  found  the  machine  the  russians  were  playing  with  …  and  he  played  with  it  too  ,  causing  an  atomic-like  boom  to  sound  over  both  HAWKINS  and  RIVERDALE  alike  .  with  the  boom  came  a  cloud  of  dust  ,  though  it  seemingly  only  lasted  a  moment  ,   before  revealing  the  new  citizens  of  hawkins  …

1986hqs.  is  an  appless  ,  canon  divergent  stranger  things  &  archie  comics  based  crossover  rpg  that  takes  place  in  hawkins  ,  indiana  ,  circa  1986  .  both  ORIGINAL  and  CANON  characters  are  welcomed  ,  with  the  timeline  picking  up  a  year  after  season  three  events  of  stranger  things  .  

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Politics played an important role in Riverdale, but that was a lesson that worked even in the magical realm. Ambrose’s coven was up to something, and he realized that the master plan was going to do more harm than good. He realized that infiltrating and mind games were important, but not at the cost of so many lives without their being some ulterior motive. 

Archie Andrews was a thorn in the Lodge’s side, mostly Hiram Lodge. This red haired boy was an ally that Ambrose knew he’d need, which is why he planned on being goody goody. This meeting was off the grid. Ambrose used a teleportation spell to arrive at the side of the building. Charming mortals was never an issue, and the wave of his hand was all he needed to convince them he was another bloke in this establishment.

He found out the correct visitation room, decked out in a nice suit jacket, pants, and purple retro tie. The boy looked miserable, and Ambrose already had a bag so he could do magic without Archie knowing and seeing. When he walked in, he chuckled. “Hello, Archibald Andrews.” He pulled up a seat, getting a feel for the room. “This place is quite damp, isn’t it?” Ambrose saw the look of confusion on the males face. “You have no idea who I am, and I know that due to external circumstances you more than likely don’t trust me. I’m Ambrose. My last name doesn’t matter, but I work for Mayor Lodge.” 

Ambrose chuckled, as the male probably didn’t have much trust in the family name. “No need to worry, this meeting is completely off the books.” He reached into his bag, pulling out a bag of four cheese burgers, 2 large orders of fries, and a large drink that was in a water bottle that had a skull across it.” “I brought a peace offering. I just need you to realize that I’m an ally. I’m well aware of your innocence and know my employer is literally in bed with Hiram Lodge.”

Ambrose got bored of sitting down and walked across the room. “I don’t celebrate Christmas, but Merry Christmas.” He leaned against the nearest wall. “I can bring you whatever you want in here at no expense to you, Archibald. I just need you to see me as an ally for the incoming storm that I want to prevent. There’s more forces than you know, Archibald. You seem to be the golden boy of this town, and you’re someone I need a my side.” Ambrose smiled, putting his arms into a fold. “Now, what are your questions. Be careful on what you ask as we are quite short on time.”

          when  called  in  for  visitors  ,  archie  expects  what  he  always  gets  ---  BETTY  COOPER  ,  with  overwhelming  love  and  a  temporary  escape  from  the  darker  places  he’s  grown  accustomed  to  .  his  FATHER  ,  bearing  news  from  home  ,  from  sports  ,  and  a  comfort  he’ll  never  get  used  to  being  without  .  his  best  friend  ,  JUGHEAD  JONES  ,  providing  an  unspoken  support  system  through  jokes  and  empathy  .  even  with  the  occasional  veronica  lodge  ,  cheryl  blossom  ,  and  reggie  mantle  ,  archie  still  could  never  have  foreseen  this  happening  .  especially  not  on  a  day  like  today  .  (  though  ---  merry  christmas  to  him  ?  )

          he’ll  begin  to  reckon  ---  perhaps  that  makes  him  as  dumb  as  everyone  thinks  he  is  ---  perhaps  he  should  have  known  that  ,  even  in  JAIL  ,  he  couldn’t  stay  safe  from  hiram’s  wrath  .  and  he’s  starting  to  think  that  ,  maybe  after  all  ,  he  never  will  be  .  hiram’ll  always  be  there  ,  looming  in  the  audience  of  those  watching  the  boy  crumble  ,  or  one  step  ahead  of  every  move  he  ever  makes  .  (  PARANOID  ?  yes  !  irrational  ?  not  in  the  slightest  .  )

          ❛❛    dude  ,  seriously  ??    ❜❜    eyes  will  flicker  between  the  man  and  the  pile  of  food  laid  in  front  of  him  .  though  it’s  TEMPTING  (  ---  he  hasn’t  had  pop’s  in  months  .  can  you  really  blame  him  ?  )  ,  he’s  pondered  long  enough  not  to  fall  victim  to  hiram  lodge’s  schemes  .    ❛❛    you  come  here  on  CHRISTMAS  DAY  ,  telling  me  you  work  for  hiram  lodge’s  wife  ,  and  you  expect  me  to  trust  you  ?  NO  WAY  .  there’s  no  shot  .    ❜❜    he’ll  shake  his  head  harshly  ,  eyes  shut  tight  at  the  mere  prospect  of  things  .

          even  if  archie  WANTED  to  trust  him  ,  THOUGHT  he  could  trust  him  ...  it’d  blow  up  in  his  face  ,  he’s  certain  .  he’ll  ALWAYS  fall victim  to  his  lack  of  guile  ---  but  having  been  stuck  in  a  shoddy  cell  ,  alone  with  his  thoughts  for  months  on  end  ?  he’s  gained  a  sense  of  cynicism  he’d  have  shut  out  otherwise  .  besides  ...  this  has  happened  before  .    ❛❛    i’m  not  an  idiot  ---  hiram  pulled  the  same  thing  last  year  ,  hiring  someone  to  pretend  to  be  a  private  investigator  ,  all  to  see  if  i’d  stay  loyal  to  him  ...  sorry  ,  sir  ,  but  i’m  not  gonna  fall for  it  .  not  again  .    ❜❜    and  with  that  ?  he’ll  lean  back  in  his  chair  ,  arms  crossed  over  his  chest  ,  waiting  for  ambrose  to  make  the  next  move  .

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       of course  ,   she’s going to visit him in jail  .   there hasn’t been one  SINGLE  christmas day where she hasn’t seen her best friend    (  the boy next door  ,   her first love  ,   first best friend  )  .   it’s archie andrews himself  ;   and betty cooper  WILL BE DAMNED  if she doesn’t spend time with him on christmas day  .   it hasn’t been that way since  before  they met  ,   and it will most certainly not be that way  ,   ever  -  if she has anything to say about it  .  

        she comes in as a blonde flurry  ;   her cheeks rosy red from the harsh winds of the outside world    (  hopefully  ,   he doesn’t have to experience  that  part of winter  ,   at the very least  )  ,   dressed in a warm baby blue dress   (  to call out to her eyes  )   and her hair is  NOT  in a ponytail  ,   it instead is in waves  .   and betty cooper  looks  as if she hasn’t  NOT  slept in weeks  ,   if all just to see her best friend  .  

          a bright smile is on her face  ;   her life is perhaps not perfect  ,   but he doesn’t need to know that  .   she’s just happy to see him  .    “  hi !  ”   voice is breathless as she sits down  ,   pretty smile staying pretty perfect as she lays eyes on him  .   he looks a little tattered for wear  ,   but he’s okay  .   girl grabs his hands  .  

          “   apparently the guard owes my mom a favor  ,   so  –  ”    she squeezes his hands  ,   heart beating loud enough that she’s sure he can hear it  .   they can touch  ;   it’s unspoken  ,   despite people not being in the room  .    “   merry christmas  ,   arch  .  ”  

          though  archie’s  world  seems  to  be  spinning  at  ten  fold  ,  in  walks  ELIZABETH  COOPER  ,  and  suddenly  ---  it’s  halted  .  every  emotion  ,  every  negative  thought  that’s  flushed  over  him  since  the  morning  ,  is  no  longer  relevant  .  there’s  just  this  ,  the  smile  on  her  face  ,  the  blue  of  her  eyes  ...  and  it’s  MAGIC  .

          ❛❛    god  ,  it’s  so  good  to  see  you  ,    ❜❜    more  so  than  she  even  knows  .  outside  of  this  ,  in  their  neighboring  windows  ,  she  KNOWS  when  things  are  up  .  she’ll  never  let  him  venture  to  the  darker  corners  of  his  mind  without  her  own  intervening  ...  but  when  he’s  here  ?  she’s  not  there  to  catch  him  .  yet  ...  she  takes  his  hands  ,  and  even  though  he’s  grown  so  used  to  calloused  touch  ,  it’s  like  they  never  parted  in  the  first  place  .

          even  with  this  ---  he  longs  to  reacclimatize  himself  ,  to  hold  her  properly  ,  to  place  themselves  back  on  the  track  they  were  headed  on  ---  before  all  of  this  happened  .  and  then  ,  by  route  ,    ❛❛    you  look  ...    ❜❜    he  has  to  stop  himself  ---  where  are  they  ,  now  ?  what  is  he  allowed  to  say  ?  what  did  their  last  kiss  mean  to  her  ?  has  it  been  too  long  ?  ---  when  he’s  lucky  enough  to  see  her  ,  these  are  the  thoughts  that  consume  him  .  he  opts  to  change  topics  ,  before  she  notices  ,    ❛❛    i’d  do  anything  to  be  with  you  guys  today  .   ❜❜    and  ,  there’s  a  part  of  him  that  wants  to  yell  ,  what  the  FUCK  is  he  going  to  do  ,  will  he  rot  in  here  before  they  get  their  chance  ?  ---  but  it’s  CHRISTMAS  DAY  .  it’s  BETTY  COOPER  .  she’s  here  ,  and  in  this  moment  ,  he  has  to  remind  himself  that  that’s  enough  .    ❛❛    betts  ,  can  you  do  me  a  favor  ?    ❜❜

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DECEMBER  25TH  ---  in  the  velvety  haze  of  his  eyes  flickering  open  ,  he  can  almost  forget  the  calendar  holiday  .  visions  he’s  forged  of  this  year’s  season  are  non  existent  ---  the  annual  andrews  cut  christmas  tree  in  the  corner  of  his  living  room  ;  the  crinkled  corners  of  his  father’s  smile  as  they  hang  lights  and  bake  cookies  .  a haze  that  barely  lasts  ,  diminishing  as  dull  hues  are  met  with  even  duller  walls  ,  the  dampened  reality  of  his  new  home  setting  in  .

ARCHIE  ANDREWS  COULD  LAUGH  .  he  could  laugh  ,  and  laugh  ,  until  perhaps  he’d  find  that  ,  somewhere  ,  this  was  all  a  tragic  joke  .  that  he’d  blink  again  ,  awakening  to  find  postered  walls  ,  an  open  window  to  betty  cooper’s  honeyed  locks  and  ocean  eyes  ;  his  father’s  voice  calling  to  him  ,  and  vegas’  paws  clattering  on  hardwood  floors  ...  it’s  like  a  distant  melody  ,  and  no  matter  how  many  times  people  visit  ,  it  never  equates  to  moments  he  never  knew  he  had  to  cherish  .

ARCHIE  ANDREWS  COULD  CRY  ---  he  could  let  his  woes  weigh  him  and  chain  him  to  his  mattress  .  but  he  won’t  do  this  .  he  CAN’T  .  he’ll  show  up  to  visiting  hours  ,  he’ll  participate  in  a  session  that’s  become  mundane  ---  because  if  he  doesn’t  have  this  ,  he  doesn’t  have  anything  .

ARCHIE  ANDREWS’  FAMED  SMILE ,  but  it’s  somber  .  his  eyes  give  way  to  the  truth  he  refuses  to  assert  .  still  ---    ❛❛    hey  .  merry  christmas  .    ❜❜

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but  PLEASE  you  must  forgive  me i  am  old  but  still  a  CHILD all  dead  ,  all  dead  ,  but  i  should  not  grieve in  TIME  it  comes  to  everyone all  dead  ,  all dead  —  and  ALONE  i’m  spared my  sweeter half  instead  ,  all  dead  and  gone

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text 📨 archie

betty: is this archie

betty: how do you have phone in jail !?

betty: 😲

archie: bettty theres no time dont as k qeustions

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Cheryl: 𝑆𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑜𝑛 𝐺𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑓𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑜𝑤 𝑅𝑖𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑑𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑐𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑧𝑒𝑛𝑠!

Cheryl: You are cordially invited to my (now) annual Secret Santa! If you think this message was sent to you by accident, chances are you are absolutely correct, but for those of you who wish to participate in the wondrous event that is gift giving this season, please let me know so my dearest Nana Rose and I can sort out pairs. (Note: I will not be taking suggestions for pairs, you get who you’re given.) There’s a measly $50 spending limit since I know a lot of you are closer to borderline poverty than others.

Cheryl: Have your gifts ready by the 23rd! I know it's not long, but it's not like we have a lot of stores to choose from. Buy someone a book or something because God knows you lot could use the extra reading.

Cheryl: Oh! And before I forget, please let me know what you like so I can help out your Secret Santa a little bit. ;)

Cheryl: 𝑀𝑒𝑟𝑟𝑦 𝐶𝘩𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑡𝑚𝑎𝑠, 𝐶𝘩𝑢𝑚𝑠!

Archie: can i participate in jaisl

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ultimate shipping challenge: [1/4] “it’s right, just not right now” ships; [1/3] “needs to happen ASAP” ships ↳ Archie & Betty, Riverdale

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          it’s not the image he expects  ,  no  .  ---  there’s  striking red locks  ,  tenfold more vibrant than his own  ,  &  a demeanor that overcasts the rest of the room  .  it’s an image of someone who evidently does  NOT  belong in a place like this  ,  &  so archie andrews  ?  his brows will knit in confusion  ,   “   cheryl  ?   ”   (  pardon the expression  !  )   “   ---  don’t get me wrong  ,  i’m happy to see you  ,  but  ...  what’s up  ?  is everything alright back at home  ?   ”   (   damn  ,  archie  !  can’t she just be visiting because she wants to see you  ?  )

                            (  @cherylsblsm  )

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          another day  ,  more  VISITING HOURS  .  it’s all he looks forward to  ,  anymore  ,  and yet  ...  there’s a sense of melancholia in the air  ,  today  .  wishing it wasn’t momentary  ,  wishing it wasn’t under lock and key  .  it’s interaction  ,  sure  ,  but it’s not the  SAME  .           still  .  he has to take what he can get  .  so  ,  when he’s met with the blonde  ,  he’ll plaster on his best expression  ,  ready to do whatever he can to make sure he doesn’t upset her  .  “  hey  .  before you say anything  ,  i gotta tell you  ---  they gave us food today  ,  and you have nothing to worry about  .  ”           WORRYING  .  it’ll driver her crazy  ,  he thinks  ,  and for what  ?  for him  ?  she doesn’t need this  ,  but  ,  much like another blonde he knows all too well  ,  marina is  STUBBORN  .  he’ll have to drive his point further  ,  if he wants it to reach her  .   “   ---  seriously  .  i don’t want you to worry  ...  you have enough to deal with  ,  without throwing me into the mix  .  i’m not worth it  ,  mari  .   ”

                              @wildflrc

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kj apa for flaunt.

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          he has to think about a lot  ,  while he’s here  .  every looming  FEAR  ,  every meek  ANXIETY  ,  PARANOIA  that wears down even the tough  ,  cinder block walls of his cell  .  but it’s not just this  .  there are certain degrees of solace  .  like  ...  when he’s thinking about  betty  ,  or jughead  .  his dad  .  no matter what’s done to break him down  ---  he will not forget that they’re out there  ,  somewhere  ,  doing  something  to get him out  .  that simple notion is enough to allow himself the cooling clarity of what’s meant to be a good night’s rest  .           EXCEPT  ...  it never comes  .  not tonight  .  instead  ,  there’s  NIGHTMARES  .  the idea that he’s going to  rot  here  ,  and he’s going to  deserve  it  .  for all the things he could’ve done  ,  but never did  ,  and everything in between  .  it’s irrational  .  it’s unruly  .  but nobody’s here to talk him down  ,  and that’s enough to send him into a spiral  .           he doesn’t  TRULY SLEEP  that night  ,  and so it’s really no surprise to find dark eyes weighted the next morning  ---  his gaze out of focus  ,  and his demeanor unenthused  .  lifeless  .  he’ll perk up at the announcement of visitor’s hours  ,  however  ,  and at the face of his  best friend  when he enters the room .  taking a seat  ,  he’ll feel the urge to take her hands  ,  to hug her  ,  to bask in the  COMFORT  she offers from presence alone  .           he’ll settle with the smile he’s able to conjure up  (  if you can really call it that  )  ,  voice kept low as he greets her  ,  “  betty cooper  ---  what took you so long  ?  ”

                               @oilflowrs

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𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙲𝙰𝙻𝙻.

   if anyone wants a starter with jailbird arch ,  here’s ur shot  !  we can plot a little first if that’s chill ,  otherwise ,  i’ll probably default to visiting hours  /  etc .

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Endless gifs of ARCHIE ANDREWS - - 2x15, Chapter 28; There will be Blood

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        º◦·✧·◦º  ┊  kj apa,  he /  him  &  cismale  ┊  damn,  look  at  archibald  andrews  this  year !  i  heard  he’s  seventeen and  has  lived  on  the  northside  for  seventeen  years.  also,  his  favorite  milkshake  flavor  is  black  &  white  with  whipped  cream,  chocolate  chips  &  two  straws,  just  in  case  you  wanna  get  in  with  him.  a  free  dessert  goes  a  long  way !

          hi  !!  ok so.  ya’ll KNOW arch,  so instead of going on about him,  i’m just gonna throw in some shit to help a lil w my portrayal  !  winks  .  finger guns  .  enjoy the ride children  .  (  ps  .  plot w me pls  )

post  ! arrest leaves a sad,  vulnerable,  sleep deprived archie.  he’s  SCARED,  in all honesty,,,  scared of what’s to come next,  scared to keep people around  ‘cause he knows he’ll drag them down with him.  he knows the arrest was only the beginning  &  he has no fuckin clue on how to make it stop.  it’s safe to say he’s feeling waves of  PARANOIA  &  ANXIETY,  but he’ll supress it literally as much as he can.  he’s getting back into writing music,  tho,  so hopefully that helps  ?

like i said,  archie is  HELLA  sleep deprived these days.  he’s kept up late w pressing thoughts  /  stress  / anxiety  / paranoia,  &  will literally just sit in bed until he either decides to run it out,  or talk to betty ab it  (  if her light’s on,  ofc  !  )  in this verse,  it’s not odd to find the boy w deep bags under his eyes  /  literally just drifting off in school.  sad.

he broke up with ronnie via the notion that he needs to step back as far away as possible from the lodges.  he still loves /  cares about her so much  &  wants to support her  /  be friends,  but it’s a scary time for him.  he needs to disaffiliate w lodge industries,  &  get back to his roots ! he’ll focus on being her  friend,  &  honestly,  that’s what they  both  need right now.

speaking of roots,  archie has been spending  A  LOT  of time w betty  !  they’re next door neighbors  /  best friends,  so naturally,  he’s going to her with a lot of his fears.  when he can’t sleep at night  ???  he calls her.  when he's tryin not to be alone  ???  he calls her.  various other issues  ??  u guessed it.  all her.  she’s become his literal  girl friday,  &  it’s inevitably making him think about her a ton  ??  while he’s at it,  he’s been pondering their kiss,  &  is allowing himself to recognize the immense feelings he’s had for her.  even tho he  KNOWS  he’ll never be good enough for her,  he’s finally willing to let himself  try  to be.  he doesn’t want to hurt her again,  though,  so he’ll walk on egg shells until she’s ready  !

miscellaneous fun facts  /  late night musings

obviously he’s primarily riverdale based, but as an avid reader of the comics,  i’m inclined to throw some of his personality from those in as well  !  this means arch is  ?  i guess more so in touch w his emotions  ?  like,,,  he  is  in the show,  but in the comics it’s just.  deeper.  i dunno.  he’s an emotional lil boy.  fav comic moment is when he tried to call himself an  albatross  but accidentally said albacore.  tragic.  :(

there’s no single,  widely accepted star sign for him,  so i’ve decided to make my archie a  pisces  !  seeing as i myself am one  &  a lot of the charas i draw inspo from are  (  ie.  ron weasley  ),  i only feel like it’s fitting.  defense:  arch is extremely sensitive  /  emotional.  he has a huge heart,  he’s the ~creative~ type,  he’s idealistic,  loyal,  patient,  genuine  &  hella romantic.  &  finally  ??  the 1985 birthday issue for archie states that his birthday’s is in march  !

in his earlier high school days i think he focuses his relationships a lot on lust rather than love  (  grundy,  val  &  even ronnie to an extent  ).  he’s v quick to say i love you  &  a lot of his relationships are v sexually based.  i think as he grows up tho he’s kinda realizing the importance of like  ? love  > lust.  this does not in the slightest invalidate his relationships  ( besides grundy bc that shit is fucked up.  he was so manipulated  &  it was mentally awful for him.  gross.  ),  i think it’s just the fine line of Who He Was  vs  Who He’s Becoming.  maturity at it’s finest,  my dudes.

archie andrews is an  INCREDIBLY  physical guy  !!  meaning he’s  gonna  hold your hand,  put an arm around you,  hug you,  etc  ...  it’s just a show of him caring  !

while post arrest has him scared  &  trying to back off everything  ...  it’s only a matter of time before arch starts plotting to take down hiram with the rest of the gang.  he just  ... needs some time.  betty needs time.  veronica needs time.  &  jug  ?  he’s  kinda  got his hands full w the serpents,  so  ...  we’ll table that,  for now  ! (  aka:  i’ll explore this more when we finally get a hiram !!  )