#jarchie oneshots

[sinkingintoomanyfandoms]

I'm taking hurt Archie/jarchie requests and prompts. Only thing is that the focus has too be on Archie, that cinnamon roll doesn't get the attention he deserves. Anyways please leave me requests I'd appreciate it.

[finalcreacher]

Off Day // Archie Andrews Oneshot

A/n- Trans! Archie is having a Bad Body day and doesn't know how to cope, so he messages a friend. 

Word Count: 795

Archie feels overwhelmed.

He sits in front of the shower, fully clothed, for hours. The bath mat underneath providing little comfort from the cold, hard tiled floor. He tries not to think about the ache in his chest, and instead plays with his hands and picks at loose threads on the rug.

He mentally scolds himself to stop. That his mom wouldn't be very happy to see a primary bathroom fixture torn to bits. But when he stops, he starts picking at his hands more. And he can hear his thoughts thundering through and he thinks he might cry. Which is worse than a torn up bath mat.

On days like this, where his body feels all wrong and he can't get up to do what he needs to- he just sits and waits. And waits and waits and waits- Archie doesn't know how to deal with this feeling.

He thinks about Jughead, who once told him that sometimes he had off days too.

Maybe his friend could help.

So he peels himself slowly from the floor, his legs feel like jelly as he walks to his room. He grabs his phone and curls up onto his bed. Not trusting himself to call (he really didn't want his friend to hear how his voice was quivering)- he sends a text to Jug :) .

I'm having an off day

A minute passes. He checks his phone.

Seen is displayed below.

He swallows a ball of anxiety rising in his throat.

Then his phone dings.

How can I help?

Archie immediately asks how he handles these types of days.

Jughead sends it in a listed format, so it's easier to read. He knows Archie has a harder time with digesting longer texts.

Jughead mentions getting into clothes that made him smile. He gets his big red hoodie with Spiderman plastered on the front. It's his favorite color. And a pair of tattered, worn jeans that he always used to wear when he helped his dad out with work.

He also says he likes listening to music to distract any bad thoughts. Archie sorts through a pile of his dad's old records, and picks out a few of his favorites. They're all late 70s to early 90s rock bands- stuff from before he was born.

Lastly he tells him to lay down and focus on the rhythm of the music, how Led Zeppelin was able to lead you in with its guitar riffs and drove you into slow head bops and soft humming with the sound of Plant's voice. Getting into the groove of it.

Archie tries that- he really does. But well into the second or third song the ache in his chest comes back. It's worse than before.

What do I do now? It didn't work

The next text is sent by his friend. Truthfully? I never listen to music just for the sake of listening to it. I'm usually working on my book (...or those poems I send you). I thought that might've been more your speed.

He can feel a warm bubbling sensation in his stomach, like butterflies. He smiles. Jughead had been thinking of him.

You could watch a movie or two, let your music drone softly in the background. Little distractions can help you stop thinking about all the inside stuff.

Archie can imagine Jughead emitting a small laugh at that, and smiling at him. He takes a deep breath, and quickly types out his current thought: I wish you were here

I'm sorry Arch, I know me being at Stonewall pretty much sucks for everyone. Do you want me to come over this weekend?

Before Archie can reply, he sends another one.

We can stay at your place, and I can see if my dad saved any of my old comics and we can read them together. Like we used to.

Ive got some new issues too!! Spiderman good with u dude?

Of course, Archie.

His last text is a thank you followed by two red hearts. He turns his notifications off (temporarily, he’d turn them right back on afterwards. He just needed undisturbed time alone at the moment). He curls himself under the covers, pulling his blankets so they safely come over his ears- only the top of his head poking out. He scrolls through his downloaded movies, clicking his favorite superhero action movie, featuring the beloved Tom Holland. He can feel himself tear up as the music begins, allowing them to fall- only wiping them off when it made it hard to see.

Right now? Things weren’t great, but between his dad’s old music, and the film and his comfy clothes, he thinks he’ll be able to last till the weekend- when he’d be able to see his friend again. 

[theeternalblue]

strange you never knew

over a letter, Jughead reflects on his life and his childhood best friend

jughead jones/archie andrews. future fic. from jughead’s pov

you can read here

[hazardsoflove]

3am me was onto something

[simqly-me]

Quick Jarchie with Kid oneshot!

Okay I wrote this because of a post I saw on @paranoidbean ‘s account and I just had to write a fic.

It’s super short I wrote it in like fifteen minutes and didn’t even check for mistakes (oops)

So, here it is!

(Implied Beronica)

The first time the two had the conversation was in the middle of what was supposed to be chemistry.

The teacher had ran out, dragging a student that drank some toxic chemical for fun along with him, leaving the class to do as they pleased.

Archie ended up with his arm around Jughead, telling him stories of how he’d always wanted a little sibling, but was left an only child.

“You’re gonna be great with kids,” Jughead murmured against his shoulder, Archie’s eyes widening as he looked down at him.

“Jug,” He said, smile taking over his face as Jughead’s eyebrow quirked.

“What?” He asked, noticing the conversation Betty and Veronica were having ceased.

“You want kids?” He asked, Jughead tilting his head to the side as Archie’s arm fell from his shoulder.

“Duh, of course I want kids,” He responded, before panic crossed his features.

“Do you want kids?!” He asked, Archie gripping his hands.

“Yeah, yeah I want kids. I’d love kids,” He responded, Veronica sighing with a smile.

“Do you two need to have this conversation right now?” She asked, both turning to her.

“Yes,” They responded in unison, before looking back at each other.

“How many?” Jughead questioned, Archie humming gently in thought.

“Two or three,” He answered, Jughead lightly smiling.

“Yeah, yeah, me too,” It continued on from that.

“Hey, Jug?” Archie questioned, after their conversation had drawn off.

“Yeah?”

“I love you,”

“Love you too, Arch,”

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There were a lot of tears, 5 years later, when Betty offered to be their surrogate.

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“Papa?” Jughead stirred, blinking his eyes open to look at his daughter. The four year old was leaning against his bed, fiddling with a stuffed bunny in her hands.

“What’s up, Lovely?” He questioned, smoothing his hand over her hair.

Archie moved a bit, arm falling over Jughead’s waist and pulling him closer.

“Stay up past bed time, you Trouble Maker?” He asked, voice a bit muffled by Jughead’s shoulder.

Veronica giggled, shaking her head.

“No, I couldn’t fall asleep,” She responded, as Jughead’s eyes flashed to the clock, which read 1:24 am.

“You sure you weren’t drawing?” Archie asked, her shaking her head with another giggle.

“Nope!” She popped the ‘p’, Jughead smiling gently at his family’s antics.

“What d’you say we watch a movie until you fall asleep?” Archie offered, sitting up.

“Finding Dory!” The young girl responded, tugging on Jughead’s wrist.

“Finding Dory, Finding Dory, Finding Dory!” She chanted, Jughead sitting up with a nod.

“Finding Dory,” He responded, her smile growing wider.

“Yay!” She exclaimed, jumping up and down.

“Why don’t you go grab your Dory plush? We’ll meet you in a second,” Archie offered, her face beaming as she ran to her room.

“Great job, Dad, now she won’t ever fall asleep,” Jughead joked, as Archie slithered his hands around his waist.

“Please, does it matter? Remember all the all-nighters you pulled in highschool?” He lightly kissed his husband’s shoulder blade, Jughead letting out a snort.

“In highschool. V is only four, she hasn’t even started school,” He responded, as Archie moved beside him.

“So we’ve got to make it last. We’ve only got a few months left before the next twelve years of her life are filled with utter shit,” He reminded, taking Jughead’s hand, thumb gently grazing the gold band around his ring finger.

“I guess you’re right,” Jughead shook his head, before leaning it against Archie’s shoulder.

“I was right, y’know?” He asked, Archie pulling his hand to his lips to place a short kiss against it.

“About what? And don’t say everything, because that is completely false,” Jughead snorted, shaking his head.

“Back in highschool, when I said you’d be great with kids,” He answered, Archie lightly chuckling.

“You remember that conversation?” His brows were raised as he stared down at the brunette.

“Of course I do,” Jughead responded, allowing Archie to close the gap between them.

He kissed back gently, before he heard their daughter’s run down the hall.

“Daddy, can you make popcorn?!” She called, as Archie pulled Jughead up from the bed.

“Of course, Pumpkin!” He responded, Jughead allowing Archie to pull him into the living room.

“Hey, Arch?” He looked at him, as Archie went for the kitchen.

“Yeah, Juggy?” He asked, Jughead gently smiling as he picked Veronica up.

“I love you,” He said, before looking down at their daughter.

“And I love you,” He kissed her head, her looping her arms around her neck.

“I love you too, Papa!” She giggled, as Archie walked over to the two.

“I love both of you,” He hummed, pulling his family into an embrace.

They fell asleep on the couch, Veronica settled between the two as the movie played in the background. Betty and Veronica would find the family the next morning, smiling gently to themselves before waking them up.

Jughead and Archie were displeased with the awakening, wanting to go straight back to bed.

Veronica was just ecstatic to see ‘Aunty Betty and Aunty V’.

(Especially when Veronica told them she was getting inseminated with her and Betty’s first kid).

[archieism]

anyways i’m writing fp and archie interactions myself because ras is a coward

[mikeshanlon]

wolfcat by still woozy,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, powerful

[enigma-and-chill]

Oneshot/Headcanon Requests are OPEN!

I’m bored and need to write more so head over to my asks and request headcanons or drabbles for whatever Riverdale ship. (No incest. NSFW is okay but to an extent)

To clarify, a oneshot is like a short fanfic and headcanons are like a list of things I imagine the couple to do.

❤️Archie

💙Jughead

💜Veronica

💛Betty

💖Toni

🖤Cheryl

💚Sweetpea

🧡Josie

💘Fangs

💝Kevin

💟Reggie

You can request other characters too I just thought this was cute.

Example: Choni would be 💖🖤

SO GO GIVE ME SOME REQUESTS ITS FREE

[exceptbetty]

[multiphandomprince-blog]

Jarchie - Get Together

Jughead slams his fist down on the table, causing Archie to jump, and take a step back from the younger boy.

"What's up Jug? You've seemed stressed all day, what is it?" He asked, hoping for a straight forward, but knew that he was hoping for too much.

"Nothing. Don't worry about it. Haven't you got a date with Betty? or is it Veronica this time?" He replied bitterly, not looking Archie in his eyes.

"I didn't know you still liked Betty, you broke up with her remember? Because 'you didn't love her the way you should?' How's that my fault? and for the record I haven't got a date with any of them, they're going to the movies and I didn't want to join them." Archie sighed, moving closer to the other.

" I don't like Betty. I never have you idiot." Was all Jughead could utter, afraid he'd scare away Archie.

"Well, I'm sure Ronnie would be happy to go on a date with you? So what's the problem?" He breathed, sounding stressed.

"I don't like either of them Arch, I never have." He uttered quietly, looking up into the eyes of his best-friend.

"Who then?" He asked quietly, a confused look pouring over his face.

"It's you Arch, it always has been. I'm fucking stupid okay? I know that, but it's always been you, and it always will be." Jughead let out, tears rolling down his face.

"Hey- don't cry Jug, it's okay, it's alright," Archie muttered, pulling him into his arms, holding him tightly.

"I'm sorry Archie," He pulled away from Archie, stumbling backwards, bumping into the table.

"Jug, I love you okay? More than you know. Now come here?" He pleaded, causing him to slowly make his way back over to Archie, smiling softly.

"So, how about we watch some movies and maybe cuddle? If you want too?" Archie asked hesitantly.

"Are you sure Arch? You don't have to do this for me." He felt the need to state, his head resting on his chest.

"Yes Jug, now come on" He smiled, grabbing Jug's hand and pulling him towards the stairs "Oh wait, one more thing."

Archie lent towards his best friend and kissed him softly, which got a bit more heated than they had first intended. When they had both caught their breath, Archie looked into Jug's eyes and held his face softly.

"Forsythe /Jughead/ Jones III, will you do me the pleasure of being my boyfriend?" He asked shakily, looking at Jughead who looked as if he was about to cry.

"Yes Archibald /Archie/ Andrews, I will" He answered, with a soft kiss to the other's lips.

[bughead-ficz]

Corridor Conflicts (Jarchie Oneshot)

Request: @bangtanblast (Wattpad)

Summary: Archie saves Jughead from a violent situation♥️ Set sometime near the beginning of season one.

AN: I know lots of you are expecting the next part to Don’t Touch Her and I’m working on it, I promise! But this was requested a while back and I decided to write it to get over my writers block and get back into writing. So I hope you enjoy reading this during the wait for the next Don’t Touch Her part🌷 Thanks for all being so patient and understanding😚

(Feel free to request anything at any time and I’ll see what I can do😚)

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In another time, or another life, Jughead Jones would enjoy school. School wasn’t the problem. It was the people there; bitchy beauties, foul frats. The footballer team was the worst (with the exception of a few guys), and today was no different.

As Jughead walked down the corridor he saw them coming. He thought about turning around and trying to blend in with the crowd of students rushing to class, but with his dark attire, blending in wasn’t an option.

“Look it’s Wednesday Addams!” A voice no other than Reggie Mantle shouted childishly. Sniggers and yells escaped the jocks following Reggie. Chuck Clayton walked beside him, nudging and shooting daggers at Jughead.

Jughead tried to proceed in his original route to chemistry class, but the jocks had other plans.

“Where do you think you’re going beanie boy?” One of them jeered ignorantly, and suddenly he was being pushed around by a few of the immature life forms clad in orange and blue jackets. Harsh pounds that would probably leave bruises.

“Get off.” Jughead spoke through gritted teeth to Nate, Chucks equally appalling friend. Nate laughed in his face and continued to square up against the raven-haired boy. He used his hands to force Jughead’s shoulders towards the barrier behind, the force of the shove pushing him into the lockers behind. Painfully, the metal sticky-out locks jabbed into his back and he let out a grunt.

“Why?” Nate questioned, dark eyes. Occurrences like this happened daily between Nate and Jughead, but this time felt different. Maybe it was because Nate was in a bad mood about something, maybe he got a bad grade or missed a goal during practice. Whatever it was, he had surely decided to take this anger out on Jughead.

“You deserve this.” Nate jabbed his pointer finger into Jughead’s chest as he spoke, the other players gathered around with amused faces. “You’re nothing. A nobody. And do you know why?”

This seemed rhetorical, and so Jughead just stood there staring coldly into Nate’s charcoal eyes as he was cornered into the locker by the slightly taller guy.

“First of all, have you seen the way you dress?” He continued, “You walk around like you’re some sort of character from Phantom of the Opera. But I guess it matches your weirdo name, what the fuck kind of name is Jughead?” This statement caused a smudge of laughter to erupt from the rest of the bullying boys, but Nate carried on.

“Secondly, you’re a loner. Such an embarrassment that you only have two friends. That’s a bit pathetic. And to be honest I don’t even know what Betty and Archie see in you.” Jughead’s glare deepened when he mentioned his friends’ names. They were loving and empathetic, making them sound entirely wrong when mentioned by this cruel, insecure male. And each word being spoken was making his heart break, Nate was picking at every single insecurity he had and actually enjoying it.

“But what makes you such a nobody is that nobody wants you. Not even your own family.” Jughead’s eyes glazed over insignificantly, but then hardened in fury as Nate carried on. “Why do daddy and mommy not want you, Jughead? They too busy getting drunk together? Too busy focusing on your freak of a sister to-”

Jughead saw red. He jumped at Nate and slammed him into the ground. It took Nate a few seconds to shake out of the shock (Jughead had never fought back like this), but when he did, hell broke loose. He was significantly stronger and bigger than the writer boy, and before Jughead knew it, Nate had rolled off the floor and switched positions with him.

Nate held nothing back as he repeatedly pummelled his fist into Jug, causing groans to escape his mouth at the searing pain. The small crowd of jocks surrounded the fight. They hadn’t noticed the bell ring for class earlier on because they’d been too busy taunting the vulnerable boy. Unfortunately for him, this meant no one would help him. Or so he thought.

“Guys what are you doing, we have practice, Coach is waiting… What the hell?!” A familiar voice rang through the hall, and Jughead heard light jogging towards him. All of a sudden, Nate’s weight was being pulled off of him, and his body was also being pulled up. He was sore, but not bleeding because Nate had only gotten in a few punches before this person came.

Jughead looked to see who this person was and recognised him as his best friend, Archie.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” The ginger boy stared at his teammates in disbelief of what he had just seen. Most of them looked down in shame, those people being the copycats of the group who had just been going along with what was happening. Reggie also looked uncomfortable. Nate and Chuck, however, kept cold stares.

“Arch, he punched first. I only retaliated, mate.” Nate placed his hand on Archie’s arm in an attempt to get him on his side, but Archie was having none of it. Who did he think he was?

“I’m not your mate, Jughead’s my mate.” He tore Nate arm away sharply. Nate’s jaw clenched. “And he wouldn’t have punched you randomly. You guys are twisted, you should be ashamed of yourselves for God’s sake.”

Nate took a step towards Archie, “don’t cross us Archie. We’re a team. Teammates.” Archie scoffed, and stepped towards Nate, mirroring him to show he wouldn’t be intimidated by this low-life.

“Teammates? So why did you harass Jug then? He’s more of a friend than you guys are, and I’d choose him over you lot any day.” And with that, he shoved Nate out of his face, and gestured for Jughead to come with him as he walked away from the group.

Nate was stunned for a few moments whilst he watched them walking away, and the frowned deeply. “Fine, enjoy yourself with emo boy! You’ll regret this Andrews!” He called. It was meant to sound threatening but it came off more desperate.

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The two decided to skip that period and hang out at Pop’s for the rest of the school time. As they were walking out Jughead turned to Archie.

“Thanks for that Arch, I really appreciate it.” He thanked the red-head.

“I’ll always help you Jughead, we’re brothers, right?” He smiled. Jughead engulfed him into a hug, bringing him close. He loved their hugs. He felt at home, and in that moment the both felt the strong sense of family.

Jughead sighed deeply, feeling one-hundred percent comfortable. They were each others home.

“Brothers.”

[sinkingintoomanyfandoms]

Jarchie oneshot

maybe Jug taking care of Archie after he broke his hand? Requested by @gwendolynflight

    Blood, there was so much blood it was sickening even more sickening to see that it was Archie's. It was Archies blood that was mixing with the icy water making it a shade of red, It was Archie that was injuring his hand until it was so raw that it was almost unrecognizable. And it was Archie that was risking evreything to save Cheryl from the icy depths. He was hurting himself and that alone sparked something in Jughead it was something akin to worry and protectiveness he faintly heard Betty telling Archie to be careful but since when had he ever listened? 

   Exactly Archie was far to selfless to care about himself in a situation involving a friend or anyone for that matter. So he watched as Archie recklessly attempted to break the ice and when his efforts seemed futile he only seemed to increase how hard he was hitting the ice. 

   God if only he could stop Archie as selfish as it seemed he wished that they had found another way to save Cheryl, something, anything but this anything but subjecting his redhead to something as painful as this but he knew that Archie wasn't going to stop just because he wanted him too. So he held a grimace as he watched the ice begin to crack and it was then that it happened Archie brought his bloody fist down as hard as he could causing the ice to spiderweb until it broke.

'' Archie!'' he exclaimed as he saw what he had done to his hand although he had tried to cradle it so it wouldn't be seen.

  It appeared to be broken with the way it was hanging limp as ice shards remained stuck in his pale skin as blood slowly trickled down making him feel sick. His friend merely ignored him to focused on checking Cheryl's pulse a look of terror crossed his face when he didn't find one. Thinking fast the redhead started performing CPR as Betty started crying and Veronica stood silently trying to keep her tears at bay. Everyone was losing hope until Cheryl miraculously ended up coughing up the water she had made it.

  I felt relieved that she had made it out okay and everybody else seemed to have a similar reaction. Archie brought Cheryl in for a hug but when she accidentally bumped his injured hand he gasped slightly in pain causing Betty's eyes to narrow as she realized something.

'' Archie let me see your hand.'' She demanded only to receive a sheepish look from him.

'' Haha- ..no I'm fine.''He replied as I scoffed.

'' Arch your clearly not fine I saw your hand it didn't look good at all.''

'' Look, guys, it's fine really now let's get out of here.''

'' Since Archie obviously isn't going to take care of his hand himself I'll take him to the hospital to have it checked out.''

''Jughead I said it's fine! I'll deal with it later but right now she needs help.''

'' I'll be okay but Archie you need medical attention now'' Cheryl said with wide eyes as she looked at Archie's hand.

'' Nothing I say is going to change anything is it?'' he asked with a sigh as I grinned seeing that we had gotten through to him.

'' Glad we're on the same page now let's go I'm driving you to the hospital.''

''...Okay.''

   The ride to the hospital was long and uncomfortably silent I kept sneaking glances at Archie out of the corner of my eye to see how he was doing. We got there with me breaking every speeding law out there. The doctor had checked up on Archie and said that he had broken his hand and that some cuts on his hand that needed to be disinfected and afterwards they put a cast on his hand.  Although Archie had tried to leave they wouldn't allow it and had forced him to stay overnight. So here I was visiting him since I had refused to leave him when a thought struck me.

'' Archie?''

'' Yeah?''

''Why didn't you tell anyone about your hand? Why were you so against letting us help you?''

'' Because we needed to save Cheryl at any cost and if I get hurt so be it would have been worth it to see that everyone is safe. And to be honest..I guess I'm just not used to being taken care of It's usually me that is taking care of others but being taken care of is just so foreign to me.'' He stated voice thick with emotion.

Just like that, I understood it wasn't that he didn't want help quite the opposite actually he needed to be cared for, thrived off it but he didn't know how to ask for it.

'' You matter to Arch, just as much as anyone and I hope you know I'm not leaving you alone for a while, you're injured I'm helping you'll just have to deal with it'' I stated smugly.  

~Hope you enjoyed if anyone has anymore requests please send them~

[protectjugheadjonesiii]

Masterlist

RIVERDALE

Jughead Jones

Beanies and Negotiations

Part one   

Part two  

Part three  

Part four

Unheard Confessions

Milkshakes & Fries (ace!reader)

About Time

The Reader and the Writer

Part one   

Part two   

Part three   

Part four

A Battle of Wits

Everything Beautiful

Stupid Feelings

Part one   

Part two   

Part three

The New Girl in English Class

Perfect

Poetry

Fights & Forgiveness

Missed Opportunities

Jealous Texts

Seattle Rains

Ever Since New York

Series Masterlist

Don’t Stop Feeling

Tulips

Suomalainen

Betty

Archie Andrews

Sheriff’s Daughter

The Fourth Musketeer

Part one   

Part two   

Part three

Part four

Part five

Jughead Jones x Archie Andrews

First Aid Kits

Reggie Mantle

Protect You

[nomadicbeard]

Hi! I saw on one of your posts you said that you used to be a stucky shipper. I actually started off as a stony shipper but then absolutely fell in love with stucky but I like both . I was just wondering what made you "jump ship" on stucky lol. Sorry if this comes across as annoying or anything im just curious!

Hey! As you can see a couple of people have asked me this over the last couple of weeks and I’m really lazy and haven’t got around to responding yet, but the people deserve an answer so here we go. Before we start a quick disclaimer: I’ll only be talking about the ships themselves, not the communities or any of the discourse surrounding them. This is not a ship-bashing of any kind and please do not take it as such, it’s just my own personal experience surrounding these characters and these relationships. 

 Buckle your seatbelts kids, this is a long one.

I first got into Marvel c. 2015. I’m European so I’d never really watched any marvel movies before that, I watched Age of Ultron on a plane and remember being vaguely aware the Steve/Tony was a thing (what is pretty interesting is that to this day I have no clue where that knowledge came from) but was mostly just excited by the superhero stuff. I then got home and watched The Winter Soldier and fell in love. I love the Winter Soldier, it’s probably still one of my favourite marvel movies (it got kicked out of its top spot by Black Panther last year unfortunately) and to me no other marvel movie could hold a torch to it at the time. So I came onto tumblr, searched up The Winter Soldier and was just inundated with Stucky stuff, as expected. I rolled with it, got invested just from constant exposure (it was also around the height of the Stucky ship) and as far as I was concerned, that was that. I was super into Stucky for almost six months and was pretty much your average shipper, I didn’t understand stevetony, loved Steve Rogers, was close to creating a Stucky sideblog wit some ridiculous pun as my username, I was gone over this ship.

Then one day, I sat down and read the man on the bridge by boopboop on ao3. You’ve almost definitely heard of it, but it was the most popular fic in the Steve/Bucky tag on ao3 at the time (for some reason I had just never got around to reading it until then, it was long and I didn’t have the stamina I have now). It was your pretty standard Stucky fic, Steve gets Bucky back, they have to deal with his trauma which results in Steve and Bucky declaring their long lost love for each other etc. etc. What was different about this fic, was that it was all told from Tony’s point of view, and since Steve and Tony were on the same team at that point, their dynamic was a huge part of the fic. And I found myself falling completely in love with Steve and Tony’s dynamic. I went back to the fic for this post (and god it is a good fic) and pulled up the first couple of chapters and instantly just found so many instances of that dynamic

(grade A stevetony arguing over each other’s safety with a side of flirting from Tony)

(Idk why but the image of Steve and Tony not going to sleep, but rather staying up and brewing coffee together was such a vivid one when I first read this fic, I still remember it to this day. )

(Tony picking Steve flowers while trying to desperately play off that he didn’t aka. Tony caring while trying desperately not to care)

(Everyone knowing that Steve would definitely come to Tony, apart from Tony himself.)

Now obviously, this is a stucky fic and I went into it knowing this, but I found when Steve and Bucky finally got together I felt honestly a bit bored, a bit cheated. I had no idea why at the time. I remember very clearly x-ing out of the fic at the end and feeling really uneasy, I came onto tumblr, went straight back into the Stucky tag and all was well.

When I next went back onto ao3, I started out with a couple of oneshots in the Stucky tag, but for some reason it wasn’t working for me anymore. I remember sitting there, a little bored, not at all invested in this relationship and just missing something. I figured I was probably missing Tony’s presence in the fic and so filtered in Tony Stark’s character tag. I read a few of those and all was well but I realised the same thing was happening as had happened in man on the bridge, the moment that Steve and Bucky got together, the fic lost something for me. Desperate at this point, and a little annoyed at myself I conducted an experiment and went into the Steve/Tony tag on Ao3 and as they say, the rest is history. If you go onto older posts on my main blog there’s a pretty drastic, almost overnight shift c. January 2016. I have to admit, I expected Civil War to be a conversion so I enjoyed stevetony without consequence for five months, while still labelling myself as a Stucky shipper because I expected to be pulled back to Stucky after civil war, the reality was that somehow I came out of civil war shipping stevetony harder than ever before. From there, I spent two years reading my way through the stevetony tag on ao3 and finally set up this blog in 2018, with a really obscure reference as my username and it’s been stevetony til I die ever since.

I just couldn’t read Stucky anymore. That’s what I mean when I say on this blog that stevetony has ruined me for every other ship, because it has. Steve and Tony’s firecracker dynamic pulled me away from what was fast on its way to becoming my favourite ship in 2015, all because they had a bit of banter on the side in a fic. It’s kind of depressing really, the sort of hold that Steve and Tony’s dynamic has over me, 

It’s strange you say you fell in love with Stucky, I fell absolutely out of love with it. I have thought a lot about how I ended up falling into stevetony and why I was so drawn to them instead of Stucky in the first place and I think it all comes down the the story itself. To me, Steve and Bucky’s relationship carries much more weight as a friendship, I still have no doubt that Bucky is one of if not the most important person in Steve’s life, but having that be a lifelong friendship is way more powerful and impactful to me, (especially since what I know I misconstrued to be Steve’s obsession with Bucky is actually Steve’s obsession over the past. I’m not saying Bucky isn’t dear to Steve and he does want to obviously rescue him, but looking back on it there’s more to Steve’s obsession with Bucky than just love, it’s a fear of change and it’s him desperately trying to hold onto a past that’s gone.)

Conversely, I feel like adding a romantic element to Steve and Tony’s relationship enriches the story being told, if you look at something like civil war (either MCU or 616 tbh) in the context of Tony being desperately in love with Steve, it makes a lot more sense, especially with things like The Confession in 616 or the stuff brought up in that strange conversation in the conference room in the MCU. There’s lines from Steve like “I’m home/you gave me a home” or even straight up “he loved you” and his tormented behaviour throughout infinity war and endgame that just really makes you wonder, not to mention lines from others like “you two still gazing into each other’s eyes/sounds like both of you got into bed with the wrong people” and they did have to share a bed at Clint’s farm after all lol. The tragedy of their story is heightened if you look at it through the context of them being absolutely in love with each other, just never having actually got around to telling it to each other’s faces. This tragedy is heavily implied in The Oath/The Confession in 616 when they confess their deepest darkest secrets to the other’s comatose/dead bodies, and apparently it’s always been that they love the other person. Actually you could easily introduce a romantic element by making relatively few changes to the MCU, but that’s a post for another time (I have a long and comprehensive list in my notes app on how little you actually need to change to make that happen, it’s literally the matter of a few lines of dialogue and one major story change at the end of IM3, an interesting thought exercise to say the least).

Finally, there’s a quote that came up on my dash the day I made that fateful venture into the ao3 stevetony tag, “your soulmate isn’t someone who comes peacefully into your life. It is someone who makes you question things, changed your reality, somebody that marks a before and after in your life. It is not the human being everyone idealized, but an ordinary person, who managed to revolutionize your world in a second” to this day, it resonates so strongly with me about stevetony. It’s everything I love about this ship just compressed into a quote. 

So yeah it was basically a bunch of happy coincidences, but thank god it happened. As a writer, stevetony has taught me so much about character and dynamic, stuff that is honestly invaluable. When you have long fics that basically detail the day by day life of Steve and Tony post-civil war in rural Italy and consists of them sleeping, crying and working through their repressed feelings (looking at you @silkspectred ), it is the characters and their unique dynamic that drive the entirety of the story. Steve and Tony, in the hands of a compelling writer, can keep me hooked over a frankly embarrassing number of words. I still have a bit of a special place for Stucky in my heart really, it did start me out in marvel after all and it was one of my first ever ships, but your first love is only so good until you meet your true love, not to get all sappy but stevetony has completely destroyed my ability to ship anything else. I might get a bit flirtatious with some other ships, like sambucky (I still love Bucky, and I love Sam!), or the riverdale ships (beronica and jarchie or bust), or even the game of thrones crack ships (daensa til the day we die), but I’ll always come back to stevetony.

So yeah this escalated into a far longer post than I intended to make but I’ve never really spelled out on this blog how or why I ended up jumping Stucky to Stony when I know it’s usually the other way around. I guess it just comes down to stevetony catching me out when I least expected it, and never having let go of me since. 

[ao3feed-jarchie]

~☆they're gay and in love, that's all you need to know☆~

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Wgz2ZI

by cactusboob

a book of oneshots including:

☆jarchie ☆sweettooth ☆bettonica/beronica ☆joavin

and, possibly, more!

Words: 137, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Riverdale (TV 2017)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Archie Andrews, Jughead Jones, Veronica Lodge, Betty Cooper, Fangs Fogarty, Sweet Pea (Riverdale), Kevin Keller, Joaquin DeSantos

Relationships: Archie Andrews/Jughead Jones, Betty Cooper/Veronica Lodge, Fangs Fogarty/Sweet Pea, Joaquin DeSantos/Kevin Keller

Additional Tags: just some fun little things i wrote

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2Wgz2ZI

[thepolycats]

if you were gonna make some kind of concept for jarchie being soft (haha nod to your url), what's going into that concept? details omg

i basically complied every single mundane and domestic jarchie hc into one mess, which thus became this blog. okay but seriously, imagine:

- one time jughead thought he’d lost his beanie for like a whole day and at first archie was like ‘at least i get to see your hair again!1!’ and he finds it really refreshing and plays with juggie’s hair all day till he picks up on the fact that jughead is legitimately pretty bummed out, so he stays up all night watching youtube videos on how to knit?? just so he can make him another one?? and it’s the most hideous thing ever and archie is so on the fence about even bringing it up?? anyway the next day he sees jughead with his hat at school and he goes this ungodly shade of red and all he can manage to ask is ‘where was it?’ and it turns out his dog hid it or something?? anyway jug sees that archie is hiding something behind his back and finally gets him to show him and he sees that archie tried to make him a hat and goes even redder and??? for the like first time ever he’s genuinely lost for words and he just kinda looks at archie and then the hat and makes these awkward sputter-y noises for the longest time and then pulls him into a huge hug :’^)

- archie’s ‘into’ the really cliched action movies with the over the top special effects and the overused plot lines and whenever he watches them jug just launches off into this huge running commentary cracking jokes and poking out all the plot holes and archie always feigns annoyance and one time jug talks to betty about it and she’s like ‘oh archie grew out of those films when he was thirteen’ and then she fesses up and she’s like ‘the only reason he still watches them is because he likes seeing you vent about them, you dummy’

- just like? jarchie and kids? like one of their cousins or nieces (they’re like six years old or something idk) is over and they’re both babysitting and jughead is surprisingly great with kids?? he’s there cracking jokes and constantly poking fun at archie and playing detective and everything and archie honestly doesn’t care?? he’s sat there, watching and grinning like crazy

(i might make a masterpost of jarchie headcanons beacuse they’re all i can think about rn)

also please no one write a fic about the first one its in the works ok