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#Hiram Lodge
lonesomedotmp3 · 9 months
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bleeding me dry like a goddamn vampire!
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simon-eriksson · 10 months
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#a self-aware show
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fyeahvarchie · 5 months
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ARCHIE ANDREWS & VERONICA LODGE THE ARCHIES (2023) dir. Zoya Akhtar
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femininemenon · 10 months
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RIVERDALE — 7x13: “Chapter One Hundred Thirty: The Crucible” (2023)
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riverdale-retread · 5 months
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Hiram Lodge was sick with something but it was cured as soon as he started violently touching other men a lot in S5 E1 of Riverdale. God I miss this show.
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rozmiatacz · 1 year
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They would find each other in every universe
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riverdalepolycule · 1 year
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anyway
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cherylblossom · 10 months
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#a self-drag
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atomic-chronoscaph · 11 months
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Archie, America’s Typical Teen-Ager - art by Bob Montana (1952)
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jane-fosthor · 4 months
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oh what the fuck ?
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blackcinderella1 · 11 months
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Riverdale 7x13 “The Crucible” Promo Pics
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jugheadcentral · 1 year
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RIVERDALE (2017 - PRESENT) 3x06 - 7x01
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horrorlesbion · 5 months
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sorry i watched the omegaverse show and you're all gonna have to sit with what that does to my brain
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girl-archie · 1 year
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riverdale is about becoming your father - (hard times by ethel cain)
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leotanaka · 10 months
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someone who understands shakespeare a lot better than i do needs to write an analysis delving into riverdale explicitly saying that hiram & veronica are king lear & cordelia. 
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Imagine almost getting caught with Hiram Lodge, by his daughter Veronica.
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Music was playing softly through the speakers that were mounted around Hiram’s office in order to get the best acoustics in the room directly to the chair that he usually sat in. Classic, just like the man himself. Except he wasn’t in the chair right there, he was on the floor, shirt having been taken off a quarter hour ago, pumping himself up with push-ups. He had the physique of a man half of his age, you noticed and admired. He kept himself up well.
He was showing you his dominance. That he was better looking, that he was stronger, that he was more powerful than any of the men that had been hitting on you at the gym that afternoon. You hadn’t given those men a glance and yet .. his jealousy had flared up, bringing you this rather impressive show.
While this was going on, you were sitting atop his desk, still in your own workout gear. And it didn’t leave much to the imagination. Your legs were crossed, watching him, finally snapping your fingers to get his attention. “That’s enough, Hiram, I think you’ve proven yourself.” You slid off of the desk, landing on your bare feet. You held a hand out to help him up, though he hardly needed it. “You’ve got everything those men will never have - so why don’t you take advantage of it?”
He got up without your help. Now he was just showing off. But he took your hand anyway, holding your wrist up above your head and pushing you back against the wall. The edges of the bookshelves had all been rounded for this very reason, so that it wouldn’t hurt. Pressing you against it, his hand trailing low to into your shorts, feeling what was underneath with a smirk. “You going to be good and keep your hands up while I take these off?” He asked, his tone showing that it was not a question at all.
“Yes, Hiram,” You breathed.
You joined wrists above your head, crossing them as if they were tied up, stretching out your body the way that you knew that he liked. He tugged those shorts down, holding up your feet to help you step out of them. He kissed his way back up your body to your work-out shirt, and began to fumble underneath it, touching your chest, smooth fingers.
It was the footsteps at the door that alerted you. The sound there was more hollow, it echoed louder so that no one  could come up on Hiram unannounced. Your eyes caught his with panic. The familiar heels. The familiar walk. Veronica. “Sit,” He said, giving you a little push towards his desk. You stumbled your way there, sitting just in time so that only your upper half could be seen. You moved the mouse so that the screensaver was down, and you looked busy.
“--- and fifty,” Hiram said, having dropped back onto the ground for another push up before Veronica came walking in. “Evening, Veronica. And what do I owe the pleasure?”
“Still working out?” Veronica said, looking at him, and then at you. You smiled at her, hoping to God she wouldn’t notice that there was nothing below the waist. You were pushed further into the desk, making sure that it cut off before your waist. “I was just wondering if I could borrow some money, daddy.”
“Of course,” Hiram said. “I’ll put some on your card before you leave the house. Is that all?”
Veronica looked suspiciously between the two of you. But she was getting what she wanted, after all. “Thanks daddy-kins. I won’t stay out too late.”
“Be careful,” Hiram said. Veronica turned around and walked out, the heavy door closing behind you. You breathed out in relief and pushed the chair back. Before you could relax too much, Hiram was tugging you out of the chair. “Now where were we?”
Requested by: Anonymous
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