You'll Never Be Alone
Pairings: Archie Andrews x male reader
Summary: It started with him protecting you but changed as time passed. He now harbors feelings for you.
WARNINGS: F slurs. homophobia, and bullying. MAJOR: ⚠ Sexual Assault ⚠
(Hello, my little strawberries! I'm back after a long time! I'll be posting more requests like this. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy this. The Headcanon format is from @marilynmonroefanfics. And I wanna thank everyone on my discord server!)
You didn't understand why you were treated like this. Why were you subjugated to this abuse?
Every day at school was hell. The ones that tormented you the most were the bulldogs, Riverdale's football team.
They would tease and mock. Verbal, but that changed when news of you being gay was exposed.
The Bullying went from verbal to physical. They would give you regular beatings every day.
"Well, look at what we have here. It's the little faggot. I bet you wanna suck my fucking cock." One of them said as he punched you right in the stomach. Pain shooting through you.
"Bet the faggot wants us to fuck his ass," Reggie said, getting his own kicks in. You were left on the ground in pain as the bulldogs left. Leaving you and Moose alone.
(SEXUAL ASSAULT AHEAD! SKIP THIS PART IF YOU WANT!)
"It's just us now, faggot." Moose said, picking you up and slamming you against the wall.
"God, your body turns me." Moose groans as he grinds his erect cock against your thighs. "This ass and thighs."
Moose latches his dirty mouth onto your neck. "How about you be my cumdump?" you cried harder as he continued.
(IT ENDS HERE!)
Suddenly, you felt Moose get thrown followed by a loud thud. You looked to see a redheaded boy beating the shit out of him.
You stayed in your position, shocked before you felt someone pick up and carry you away.
He was wearing the Riverdale football team jacket, meaning he was a bulldog, but he wasn't like the others. His voice took you out of your mind.
"Hey, are you okay? Any injuries?" The boy said as he looked over your body. Only seeing some bruises and marks.
The redheaded boy really cared about you. He wasn't like the other bulldogs. He didn't insult nor place his hands on you. Only to take you away to safety.
He kept talking to you, asking if you were hurt in any way. You responded with a no. He then introduced himself.
"If you say so... but anyway, my name is Archie. Archie Andrews," he said, smiling at you. There was no malicious intent.
"I'm... m/n," you replied.
After that day, Archie would always be by your side. The other bulldogs did little to no harm. Archie became your bodyguard and friend.
You never realized how many classes you had with him or how you both shared the same interests. Everything was becoming better, but you may have developed a crush on your new friend.
The more time Archie spends with you, the more his crush grows. Being around you made him feel comfortable and happy.
He would dream of marrying and sleeping with you.
It was now or never. You told Archie to meet you after school/practice.
"So, you wanted to speak with me?" Archie said, sitting down beside you on the bed.
"Yes, I wanted to say that..."
You started to freeze. Your brain was in panicking and telling you to back down, but your heart was saying to go with it.
"Archie, I like you! It's okay if you don't feel the same way. I-" Suddenly, you felt a soft pair of lips press against yours. Archie's hands pulled you closer.
You melted into the kiss. Forgetting everything around you as you wrapped your arms around his neck. Archie pulled back, breathing heavily.
"M/n... I like you- no, I love you! I wanted to confess first, but it looks like you beat me to it." Archie chuckled. Tears roll down your face. Tears of joy.
"M/n. Do I have the honor of being your boyfriend?"
"Yes! Of course!" you replied. Crying into his chest. He lifted your head and kissed you again.
You both then laid down together. Archie's ching resting on your head with you buried in his chest.
THE END!
(I hope you all enjoy this! I have a goal of completing 5 to 10 fics before the new year. Goodbye, my little strawberries!)
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Are true riverdale fans of the opinion it is a very good and nearly flawless show or does being a true riverdale fan mean being able to mock writing choices
it's long-running serial television plotted a season/half at a time so definitely not even "nearly" flawless.
BUT. i'm not doing combat with the writing team. i'm not actively reading against the text the way i have to in order to enjoy something like supernatural or the 90s robin comics or the fucking sopranos, which are patriarchal christiancore copworld rapeworld white supremacist horrorshows that hate their minority audiences, with like 2 good creatives involved and martyring themselves to fight the good fight on sparse rare installments if you try to approach them sincerely.
riverdale writing staff are like a favorite smart problematic tumblr mutual to me. I don't always like what's on their blog or who they're referencing. but we're in the same community and i'm interested and inspired and i trust their agenda overall, even when i see shit i wouldn't have fucking posted. but bc i'm not being condescended to or actively spited i'm not gonna condescend to or spite them, you know?
i expect rvd to age like twin peaks (another very uneven, highly referential serial juggling a couple of intensely cool metanarratives on top of its core story). and twin peaks fandom mocks twin peaks all the time. twin peaks includes some CLUNKY shit. it's kitsch. it's camp. it has a second season that is largely ASS. james is there. and on top of that it also includes some genuinely offputting-to-me stuff that just bothers me to sit through, even though i feel like i understand and respect what they're going for with it. i just don't want to watch someone sweep the fucking bar for minutes and minutes as entertainment. OK!!?
...so yeah. mock riverdale but in the right spirit. is that an answer? do i sound like i'm chugging the flavoraid koolaid fresh-aid? probably.
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Mother Dearest
Pairing: FP Jones x Female!Reader
Warnings: afab reader
Words: 600
Summery: Jughead's Mom comes back and makes for an adorable reunion.
Next
You parked the truck in front of the trailer that you once considered home. You didn’t get out but sat there and stared at it, wondering if what you were doing was a good decision.
“Mama?” A girl’s voice came from the passenger seat making you snap out of your daze.
You looked over. “Yeah, JB?” You asked with a little sigh.
“We going in?” Jellybean asked with a slight bounce. You smiled at her excitement. You nodded making her jump out of the truck while you followed. She ran to the door as you followed slowly behind and she knocked on the door.
You grinned as you saw her jumping around while she waited for the door to open.
It finally opened and once JB saw her dad a smile split her face. “DADDY!!” She screamed as she flung her arms around his waist.
A stunned looked settle over his face and you saw tears welling up his eyes. Arms wrapped around JB tightly. “Jellybean?” Fp hoarsely spit out. He pressed a kiss to her head and you smiled as you stuffed your hands into your jeans.
He stopped for a moment and looked up frantically to find me standing at the bottom of the stairs. “Y/N.” He whispered your name as he let his daughter go and hurriedly made his way down the stairs and wrapped you in his arms making you wrapped yours around his shoulders. He picked you up and spun you around and then put you down and you both swayed. Soft sobs left his mouth as he buried his head into your neck. Your emotions built up until you couldn’t hold your own sobs back. You did the same as him and buried your head into his neck, gripping each other tight.
“BUBBA!” You heard Jellybean screech and you lifted your head slightly to watch your son lifting his little sister up in his arms.
Fp pulled back but didn’t let you go as his put his hands on your cheeks and made you lock eyes with him. You set your hands on his waist and you both stared into each others red rimmed eyes.
“Why’d you come back?” He asked softly.
You chuckled through your tears. “Jughead called me awhile back and said you were doing so much better so I decided that it was time JB and I came back.” You paused and curled your fists into his flannel. “We’ve missed you. I’ve missed you so much, baby.” You croaked out as you started to sob again.
FP pulled you into his arms again as you sobbed into his chest.
“Mom.” You heard and you lifted your head and looked over to Jughead who had tears rolling down his cheeks.
Your eyebrows scrunched up as you let your husband go and rushed over to your son. “Oh, Jug.” You gripped him tightly as he wrapped his arms around your waist and curled his hands into your jacket. You stood like that for a moment before letting go and putting your hands on Jughead’s face and wiping away his tears as you both smiled at each other. “I’ve missed you, bud.” You told him.
You hadn’t wanted to leave him but the space between you and FP was needed. And Jughead wanted to stay instead of coming with you which you were fine with. Jughead was mature enough to make his own decisions. You then wrapped an arm around Jug and turned your bodies to FP and Jellybean as they got done hugging.
Your family then made your way into the trailer.
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