#reading archie

[oru-tree]

Its always like this with you two 🙄

[saltpepperbeard]

Next on Our Flag Means Death...

[littlewinnow]

Drew a scene from @thecouchsofa’s adorable fanfic A Wizard’s Guide to Co-Parenting with Your Ex-Arch Nemesis!

(I want to squish this little baby so bad!!!! 😭)

Please check it out alongside Tee’s other great fics!!

[bananonbinary]

i dont want to take away from the cursed tumblrness of that post but sincerely its such a pet peeve when people are like "this person wrote [pretty normal fiction that i think is weird]" as some sort of callout. maybe yall should read more books if you think things like "mermaid cannibalism" is at all out there. i read that trope when i was 12 in peter and the starcatchers. calm down.

[rapidhighway]

In the light of recent events please enjoy this absolute gem, my beloved, beautiful, amazing issue and Knuckles in it. This might be my favorite issue of archie I've read. I think about this at least once a week.

Sonic Universe Issue 70 my beloved my beloved my beloved my beloved my beloved my beloved my beloved my beloved my beloved!!!!!!!!!!

Knuckles and Shadow - stubborn as brick walls.

Knuckles and Shadow going from trying to kill each other to saving each other to killing each other to a nice little beat of teamwork.

Knuckles showing Shadow secret routes through Angel Island

Knuckles being so broken up about the possibility of having to break the Master Emerald again in order to save it there's multiple moments where he contemplates it.

HE LITERALLY GOES I'M SORRY AS HE'S ABOUT TO DO IT

Shadow going "was that... chaos control?" when he sees Knuckles break the M.E.

Knuxadow holding hands

[nocturnalstarlet]

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cw: fem!reader & a tiny bit of smut so 18+ mdni pls

“baby, can you get back in the fucking car, please?”

“no, far. fuck you and your car.” your heels clicked against wet pavement as you walked along the sidewalk, arms crossed and trying to suppress a shiver so that your asshole of a boyfriend couldn’t tell how much the rain was getting to you.

it was a futile effort of course, farleigh could see the goosebumps raising on your skin. he could also see the adorable way you tried to blink the rain out of your eyes and push strands of your hair out of your eyes as the rain caused them to stick to your face. all so that you could continue walking away from him.

your walk was more of a strut, hips swaying and the back of your skirt barely touching the underside of your ass. it was something that he could see from his place in the driver’s side of the car as he slowly inched along the sidewalk to match your pace.

“what did the car ever do to you? i remember you liked this car a lot last weekend.” his words caused you to flush in embarrassment, solely because he was yelling out of the passenger side window. there was no one around, but you still felt like he should keep his voice down about that particular time.

it was the day that he’d gotten this car, suggesting that you should christen it with him on your first drive around town. you still vividly remember the way you’d jumped at the opportunity to climb over the center console, your legs falling on either side of his as you straddled his lap. with his long legs and how much space he needed to fit in his seat, there was more than enough space between your bodies and the steering wheel.

your boyfriend hadn’t bothered trying to hide his bulge from you, he never did. there was something unfairly erotic about the way his hands had fit themselves on your hips as he pushed you down onto him, the cold buckle of his belt pressing into your panties as wetness pooled just by feeling how hard was.

the sound you let out was just shy of a whimper, always so responsive for him as your hips shifted over his lap, your clit brushing the belt buckle again. nothing compared to the way it felt when he’d pulled your panties to the side, his fingers tracing your slit to find you already wet for him. he’d worn a taunting grin that tugged at the corner of his mouth as his eyes remained locked on yours and his head tilted to one side.

the windows of the car had fogged from the heat of your bodies frantically chasing your release in a secluded parking lot that night. it was perfect, one of the best times you’d ever had together in your humble opinion. but that didn’t take away from the fact that you were currently pissed at him.

“fuck off.”

“god, you can be so fucking childish.” the car stopped, but you kept walking, ignoring the bite in his tone and the stinging in your eyes because of it. you heard the door open and shut and you begun walking faster, knowing there was no way you wanted him to catch up to you. especially when you’d probably pissed him off to the furthest degree. not that it was unwarranted, he’d pissed you off first.

he caught up to you in a few strides, not bothering to grab at your arm, instead passing you with ease and standing in front of you with a raised eyebrow. you hated how devastatingly beautiful he looked at all times. the rain was pelting down on you both, but the way the water drenched his long eyelashes and his dark curls sent your heart into overdrive no matter how angry you were.

“just tell me what it was this time! was it something i did? something i said?” his tone was more frustrated than it had been moments ago.

“you said you didn’t like how i looked. how i dressed.”

“oh my god. that’s not-” you pushed past him at that point, not waiting to hear what he had to say as the click, click, click of your heels drew you further away from him.

he was hot on your tail though, the both of you now drenched beyond the point of return and both of your outfits officially ruined. instead of moving in front of you again, his hands found your waist as he pulled you into him. your back was pressed against his front, annoyed at how much just the physical contact soothed you.

“i didn’t say i didn’t like how you looked. i asked why you didn’t wear the dress instead of skirt when you said you were going to wear the dress.”

it was true, he had asked. but he hadn’t asked in a way that you’d consider very nice. when you got in the car, the exact words had been: “jesus christ, skirt’s a little short don’t you think? what happened to the blue dress?”

“i think you look so fucking hot, baby. you look great.”

“but-”

“no buts. i was just curious why you changed is all.”

still, you pouted and he could tell that you were without even having to look down at you properly.

“you know exactly why i’m pissed. it wasn’t what you meant, it was how you said it. apologize, far.”

a lot of people said you had the snarky american boy wrapped around your finger. people sometimes called you the brattier version of him, though many were unsure how you operated in your relationship given that fact. both of you had an attitude that matched each other’s, usually manifesting in the form of rapid fire banter. your mutual friends hadn’t understood whether you were flirting or fighting with one another for the longest time until you made your relationship official. but they quickly learned that you were the one person in the world who could make him do the things he didn’t want to do.

“no.” the response came swift and you tried to pry his hands off of you. instead, he spun you around and hiked your body up and over his shoulder. you squealed, feeling your boyfriend pull at the back of your skirt so that your ass wasn’t exposed in case anyone was watching you both. he’d definitely thought the skirt was too short and the minute he’d seen you run out to his car, he’d wanted to smack your ass raw, knowing you’d worn it on purpose.

farleigh had wanted to go out with some friends, you wanted to stay in with him. you’d tried everything to persuade him, but he wasn’t budging. so, you pulled out your very last card: the skirt you’d bought a long time ago that was much, much too short. you knew he didn’t like people seeing you in the skirt and you had admitted that you much rather wearing it for his eyes only. so, he’d known that this whole thing was a ploy from the get go.

opening the passenger side door, he plopped you down on the leather seat, still sopping wet. making sure you were safely tucked inside, he shut the door before rounding the driver’s side and getting in himself. you practically pressed your body against the door, turned to look out the window instead of at him, arms still crossed and glossy lips pouted.

“are you seriously going to be mad at me until i apologize?”

you said nothing, effectively giving him the silent treatment. with a loud groan, he cursed under his breath and muttered a flat “sorry.”

turning towards him slightly, you narrowed your eyes. “you can do a whole lot better than that, farleigh.”

“i’m sorry, baby. okay? i’m sorry and i shouldn’t have said it the way i did.”

your smile was almost instant, his eyes trained on your body as it loosened up from defence mode. “now was that so hard?” you asked, smug now. he shook his head, both hating and loving that you could always beat him at his own game.

“no, that wasn’t hard. but i have been since you walked out in that skirt.” he spoke again and you laughed, sticking your tongue out at him. “brave girl. despite how cold i am, i had my hands all over your ass just now and we’re too wet to go out so i hope you realize i’m not taking it easy on you when we get home.”

the look in his eyes sent a little thrill through your body and you nodded knowing you were in for it tonight. but at least you’d gotten what you wanted in the first place; you and your boyfriend staying in on a rainy night.

a/n: this is so bad but i wanted to write it so…. this is the product. it wouldn’t leave my brain alone. i’d call this smuttyish??? idk. this was purely self indulgent, i just wanted to write my fav bratty boy with another brat cause if he were dating me, he’d hate me so bad lmao (but i’d love it so i win). anyway, if you like this don’t hesitate to like, comment, reblog, anything. i always appreciate it!!

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[jetlaggingbehind]

dungeon meshi just read me to filth because this is literally how i feel about all my interests

[appleteeth]

Screencaps that made me laugh x OFMD (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) (11) (12) (13) (14) (15) (16) (17) (18) 19

[neurotypical-sonic]

want more of this!!!!! theyre playing!!!!!

[oru-tree]

Remember this

[saltpepperbeard]

💖✨12 Favorite Moments from OFMD S2 ✨💖 Happy New Year to all my friends, followers, and fellow gay pirate crewmates! 2023 wouldn't have been the same without y'all. Each and every one of you is such a light, and I wish you all nothing but the best for this upcoming year. May 2024 bring you peace, prosperity, and hopefully many more pirate moments to come! Love y'all so much; cheers, m'dears! 🎉✨💖

[mealbits]

look at my sonic ocs pretty please ok ty

[flightyalrighty]

Wait the Archie comics aren’t bad?

[superscourge]

actually yknow fuck it. saying this as a serious die-hard scourge fan. but scourge fans need to stop being so fucking annoying about scourge im going to explode. the amount of ppl ive seen say on my surge vs scourge au art that "scourge would beat surge's ass, this is inaccurate, etc" is stupid as fuck actually. like oh yeah scourge, guy who is known for his epic win streak (lie), would beat SURGE. okay. whatever

[rapidhighway]

um hi again I just think she's fun

[song-of-baldy-ron]

The gays are having cute kisses in the moonlight or after proposals

The enby’s/sapphics are having cute kisses after amputating a leg or burning down their homes