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bughead-in-the-comics · 9 months
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From The County Fair, Betty #10 (1993).
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katnissgirlsmakedo · 1 year
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dude remember bughead? what the fuck was that seriously
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leiaorganicsolocup · 9 months
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i’ve been working on my Riverdale rewatch for almost three weeks now and i’m not even at the halfway point 😭😭
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atlasdoe · 15 days
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Things that The Marauders fandom say that pisses me off
warning: i will not be holding back. if you are sensitive do not read. feel free to disagree or anything in the replies but don't be a dick
i'm only doing this cause i'm bored and have a lot of rage in me
also just to be clear if we're mutuals then i'm not on about you :)
"It's so sad that one of the only things we have in cannon is the prank"
or something along those lines. If knowing that the prank is cannon makes you upset then I have some great news for you. Nobody cared about the prank in cannon!!!! it's literally just another Tuesday for the Marauders and not once does anybody lose any friends or hold any grudges about it!! yay, now you can sleep at night!
"Dumbledore raised an army of children twice"
I've already spoken about this before but for anyone who wasn't here please know that this is a lie! Neither time did Dumbledore raise an army of children. You had to be an adult to join The Order and although the Marauders were young they were not children. As for everyone else, their ages are not confirmed. We are the ones who made Marlene and Dorcas the same age as them. For all we know The Marauder's could've been the youngest in the Order by far. As for the DA, Dumbledore literally had no part in that. It was Hermione, Harry and Ron who made the DA. All Dumbledore did was take the blame for it because they named themselves after him
"Dumbledore could've helped Regulus, Evan and Barty"
Firstly it amazes me how these three are the only Death Eaters yall have any sympathy for. I understand Regulus to a point considering we only really hear good things about him from Kreacher but with Evan and Barty genuinely what makes them so special?? Evan is in the exact same pool as Wilkes and y'all don't give a shit about them. Also Barty helped resurrect Voldemort and tortured Frank and Alice. Either way regardless on if you like them or not trust me when i say that if they would've gone to Dumbledore for help he would've helped them. When have we ever seen Dumbledore turn somebody down because they were a Slytherin. This man literally tried to help Draco as he was about to kill him and help the Death Eaters take over Hogwarts. Dumbledore doesn't know everything and he's never passed on the chance for a new spy.
"This fandom is misogynistic for making Lily/Tonks bad mothers/surrogates"
Fanfiction does not equal headcannons. Just because Lily or Tonks are bad mothers in a fanfiction does not mean that the author dislikes them or thinks that they're a bad person in cannon. Also reading about your favourite ship raise a child is a very common trope in fanfiction and as much as Harry and Teddy are Lily and Tonks children they are also James and Remus'. James and Remus are just as responsible for their children and I see nobody batting an eye when the roles are reversed. On top of all of this, Lily and Tonks were young mothers and it's very likely that they would make mistakes or in other universes not be as good as they were in cannon. That does not make them bad people nor does it make them unworthy of being liked. If you don't like it, don't read it cause i know that nobody is saying that Regulus and James raised Harry in cannon.
"Marlene/Dorcas/Mary/Evan is so underrated!"
No they're not. They're mentioned like once or twice. If anything they're incredibly overrated. Nothing wrong with that. Just facts
"Jily is dying out because people are scared to go against Jegulus"
Don't make me laugh. Jily is one of the only cannon ships we have they are literally the blueprint to the entire series. Jily is not dying out, you're just seeing more Jegulus posts because you keep interacting with them and fucking up your own algorithm in order to argue with people in comment sections
"[Insert ship here] need to stop hating on [Insert another ship here] (same with characters)"
I remember one time in the Riverdale fandom when a Bughead shipper did an interview with a magazine pretending to be Lili Reinheart and told this magazine that Bughead will be cannon just to piss the Barchie shippers off. Y'all would not survive "real" fandoms. Just because somebody doesn't like your ship does not make it hate and even if someone does say something like "Jily is trash and I hate it" so fucking what?? it's one person and trust me there is another room on the internet for the both of you. I don't even think I've seen anyone truly post hate about a ship since 2020 when i was in the instagram fandom and the Wolfstar and Blackinnon shippers had each other by the throat
"Jegulus came out of nowhere and I don't understand why people ship it"
Jegulus has been around for as long as i have (2018) and at least to me it's very obvious why people like it. It's the best friends brother, opposite sides of the war, secret relationship, forbidden romance tropes that people love. it's not that hard to understand. And as I said before we know just enough about Regulus to get some sense of what he was like but not all of the bad parts.
"Sirius was tall but Remus was TALL"
There's nothing necessarily wrong with this. I just hate it. Especially if you're commenting on somebody's post about how Sirius is canonically tall. Half the time, unless they say it themselves, they don't think that Remus is taller and don't care if you do
that's all i've got for now. i may do this again :)
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alexiaashford330 · 2 years
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I’m new to Bughead ship so here’s some fanarts of them! drew them few days ago. 😸💖
(I don’t know why I get ideas to draw before going to sleep.. 😅)
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alaffy · 8 months
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Riverdale 7x20 - Goodbye, Riverdale (Spoilers)
Jesus, this was depressing. After seven years, Riverdale comes to an end. And I can absolutely guarantee that nobody ever expected it to end like this. That being said, while this is not the ending I would have chosen, I also can't say I dislike this ending. We watched these character going through year after year of hell and the fact that most of them have a good life and there is a happy-ish ending to this...well, I'm content with it. Riverdale, for me, probably will be the first four seasons, but I don't hate this ending.
Anyway, we start with an Eight Six year old Betty who's learned Jughead has passed away. Betty is now the last of the gang to survive. Betty wants to visit Riverdale one last time and her granddaughter promises to take her there the next day. That night Betty is visited by Angel/Writer Jughead who takes her back to the last day of high school so she can see her friends one last time. During these moments we find out what happened to all of the characters. And I'm just going to go through this real quick.
Ms. Andrews will fall in love with a woman who will live in the with Ms. Andrews until she passes away. Polly will end up having her twins (Juniper and Dagwood). Alice will eventually divorce Hal (I think, my cable screwed up and I missed part of this), become a flight attendant, and marry someone else.
During junior year of high school, Fangs records a hit single and is able to convince Midge's parents to let him marry her. Their happiness is short lived as, not long after high school, Fangs goes out on tour and is killed in a bus accident. Midge and her daughter will live off the royalties of Fang's two songs (right).
Pop's apparently dies before the kids graduate high school. That's the grave Betty is visiting. The writers clearly are choosing violence here.
Clay and Kevin move to Harlem together. Clay becomes a professor at Columbia (I think) and Kevin opens his own off Broadway production. Kevin will die of old age in his sleep and Clay will pass away a few weeks later sitting on a park bench.
Cheryl and Toni move west and live a more bohemian life. They have a son named Dale (after Riverdale). They will live a long and happy life together.
Reggie will go on to play basketball for the Lakers and then become the coach at Riverdale High. He has two sons who will run the Mantle used car lot. Reggie was buried in Duck Creek.
As for the core four, well they all decide during senior year to all just date each other. Yup. Well, maybe, as we never see anything happen between Archie and Jughead. After high school....
Veronica moves back to LA and becomes a big movie mogul. I don't think it's directly said, but it seems like she was the first of the four to go. I does seem like Betty, at least, looses touch with her over time.
I'm not going to go into the last Barchie scene. While I didn't particularly like that couple, what the writers did in that scene was nothing short of sadistic to those fans. But one could argue that same was done to Bughead and Varchie fans in season four. Anyway, Archie will go out west and find a woman that he decides to settle down with. He lives a long, good life with her and, when he dies, he's buried next to his father.
Jughead will create Jughead's Madhouse Magazine (Mad Magazine) and had a successful life as a writer/editor. He never marries.
Betty also creates her own magazine. (And late '60s/early '70s Betty's look is my favorite Betty look). Betty never married, but she did adopt a daughter. Which she considers her legacy, her family.
Anyway, Angel/Writer Jughead takes Betty back to the present. The next day, Betty's granddaughter takes her to Riverdale. As they pull into Pop's parking lot, the building is for sale, she discovers Betty has died.
But then young Betty steps out of a car as she has been transported to an functioning Pop's Restaurant. Jason is at the door (yep, the actor is back). And everyone is there (well, of the cast that still worked on the show). And as the story ends, Betty joins the other three at the table and in the Hereafter.
Like I said, not the way I imaged the show would ever end. Not the way I would have ended it. Still, it was a very bitter sweet ending. I shed some tears and, yeah, part of me is sad to see it end.
Of course, that part of me will soon be knocked unconscious by my sanity....
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urdeadbestfriend · 7 months
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GOD they fumbled the bag so bad with bughead like are you kidding me betty is the ceo of mommydaddysister issues she would NOT be like oh juggy dont go to the southside :( think of me :( and all the boring heterosexual sex we could be having :( she and jughead would be glued at the hip and tilt their stupid heads in sync whenever anyone asked them questions and sleep in the same twin-sized bed for 18 years and never even consider fucking an option they just want to get into each others skin and live there until both of them die at the same time because they can't stand to live alone
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itisin · 10 months
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Can't think of a title, sorry
I just watched ep 23 and 24 and AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH. OHHHH MYYYYY GOOOOOOOOD. I just can't believe I saw this. (Also I'm a little disappointed about the fact that Marinette only just learned it now and she will supposedly defeat Monarch in the duration of the next 2 episodes. well, I know these 2 episodes will be SOME EPISODES TO REMEMBER, so, Can't wait) I'm sorry that you have to read my blabber rn, but I can't help it. It's time for me to go to sleep and I'm sitting on the corner of my bed FREAKING OUT and, I CAN'T freak out cause my sister is sitting here sooo, yeah, I'll freak out here on Tumbler, because this-
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This RIGHT HERE...........is to die for (notlitterally)😅
Anywaysssss, the story has become so plot heavy in these two episodes!!! Until now, atleast till like, pretension, Adrien believed that his father loved him. He believed that he's just protective of him... In Season 4, he says that ' i love my father, i know he loves me, but i don't know why i just can't talk to him', but now in these episodes, we see Adrien straight up hating him, trying to get away, to escape. WOW! That was, TOTALLY AWESOME, and Unexpected, to be honest!! He, as Cat Noir, while knowing he was Gabriel, completely loses his cool with the glowy collector crap person...... He is now legit with and around him only because Gabriel possesses his amok. Talking about amok, was it just me, or the narration of the Gram de Vanilly story was kinda unclear..? Could be the language barrier or the fact that I had to concentrate on the subs too much to be able to grasp the meaning fully, but I had to assume at some points that 'they must be stating those events' or atleast 'this HAS to mean that' bla bla bla. like during the birth of Adrien... was Emily shown pregnant or is it the sentiadrien being born shown in metaphor, or like did they create Adrien in Emily's womb, somehow...? And it didn't include the story of Kagami too... Isn't she supposed to be a senti too? they said 'he met someone just like her... was this all we get about the story of Kagami being a senti????? (I seriously hope not). ALSO, CAT NOW SOMEWHAT KNOWS ABOUT CAT BLANC AND I SERIUSLY CAN'T WAIT TO SEE MORE. These were such great episodes that I can blabber tirelessly about them but unfortunately I'm gonna make less and less sense as I continue cause now I'm sleepy. So, gotta go bugheads. BYIEEEEE
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veronicawritesstuff · 2 years
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Sweet Pea Dating a Witch S/O Headcanons Pt.2
AN: This is for the one person who encouraged me. :D Thank you for the feedback. I hope this hits the same. I feel like it could’ve been better but I am a perfectionist so :/. The hold this man has on me. Again I can do more :).
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Sweet Pea buying you candles he thought you’d like. 
One smelled like cotton candy
Picnics and swimming days (for cleansing) at Sweetwater River
You’d beg him to go canoeing to collect river water ofc. (not really)
Sex magic and money magic (with his consent) 
He’d get you the pheromone perfume (yk the one from the tik tok videos)
He tried to make it but failed so he bought it instead. 
This man will go absolutely wild when you’d wear it.
He’ll also get your certain perfumes with specific scents (iykyk).
Helps you organize your witchcraft books.
Everyone in Riverdale and Greendale casts you out for being a witch.
No one would dare saying anything to your face
You could do baneful magic in your sleep
Sweet Pea helps you collect thorns and pine needles to hex a certain Blossom after she calls him a brainless Serpent. AND she broke Toni’s heart soooooo................
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Full moon “rituals” (Sweets just wants to have sex under the full moon).
He’d for sure help you research for your grimoire 
“Uh, babe, I did a tarot pull. Are you okay?”
He’s still willingly listening to your rants on your craft. 
You have a cord cutting ceremony for a toxic ex friend, Sweet Pea is your rock and holds your hand the whole time. 
You have to include him in all your protection spells.
It’s the law
His trailer having the most comforting energy but nothing compare with being with Sweet Pea. 
Honestly the most powerful couple in Riverdale; the energy - immaculate. Bughead and Varchie could and will never compete. 
For Halloween he’d want to go as Morticia and Gomez Addams.
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likemereckless · 1 year
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You Bugheads are pathetic. Still writing fanfic for a dead ship. The screeners basically said Barchie is endgame. No one is even in your fandom anymore because it’s Choni Barchie time.
Hello lovely anon,
I think you are on the wrong blog. I have no interest in ship-wars with you, and I honestly don’t care who is with who on the actual show. If Betty wants to marry Archie, it won’t cause me to lose sleep. Even if she had 7 babies with Dr. Curdle Jr. I wouldn’t bat an eyelash. It’s Riverdale. Betty and Jug are just two characters I like and writing about them brings me joy. And really, while things on Riverdale move fast, for me, after having little to no interaction the past two seasons, them getting back together feels like a stretch so I’m not even watching the show with a Bughead lens. I’m watching it for pure Riverdale insanity. I write about characters I like. You don’t have to read it! Such good news for you! You do you, anon. That’s how entertainment works…
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riverdale-retread · 8 months
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Riverdale S7 E 18 (Chapter 135) For a Better Tomorrow!
Jughead Jones is definitely established as a weird weirdo in this universe, yes, but the way he is doing his relationship with Veronica Lodge is very funny.  He says, as a boy person at his indisputable sexual peak, that one of the “distinct advantages” of dating a movie theater owner (the very sexy teen witch cosplayer Veronica Lodge) is being able to score free movie tickets for his friends.  On the one hand, Jughead is a true one, because despite getting a cool girlfriend he just hangs out with all his old dorky friends - I like this. On the other hand, how in the heck is getting to make out with THE Veronica Lodge one of the UNDIFFERENTIATED OR INDEFINITE advantages in life?  Que???
The makers of this show are doing the most, I suppose, in order to check all the possible boxes for what Jughead Jones’ sexuality could be.  We had the yearning homosexual Jughead (Jarchie - not canon), the clueless lesbian coded Jughead (with Bret Weston Wallis), monogamous romantic prince (Bughead), slutty famewhore who sleeps with his groupies, toxic failboyfriend (with the evil drug dealer girlfriend).    We now get Wide Eyed 50s Teen Boyfriend Jughead in the Jeronica relationship, but also asexual Jughead who has no reaction whatsoever to two people sloppily making out next to him as he happily tosses popcorn down his throat, bracketing the central Ethel and Ben couple with the Emasculated-By-Racism- Big-Dick Dilton on either side.  All FOUR of them are the only people not making out at this movie theater for this screening.
Ethel.  Ethel! If you want to get action you can’t be taking TWO hangers on with you to the movies!?
In any case I’m glad to see that Veronica’s movie theater  business is doing very well despite the immense number of movie tickets she seems intent on giving away for free. Is this like a Helena Rubinstein/Estee Lauder way of doing business, where you give away product in order to keep customers?  But isn’t she the only theater in town?  Veronica Lodge is an improbable creature - an ethical monopolist??
Jughead and Ethel are happily chatting, smiling about the movie they just watched.  As Jughead says they’re about to walk into their very own “science fiction tinged B-movie.” The screen goes to black and white.  The B&W episode referencing Chinatown was great, so I have high hopes for this one.
Segment One!  Jughead Jones In The Mysterious Melting Man!
A man walks towards Jughead as bits of skin boil painfully off of his body and face.  Jughead seems to have the most curious frozen response to this. He doesn’t scream, he doesn’t try to get away and he doesn’t even look particularly upset, to be honest. He just looks merely interested.   He also doesn’t do anything to rush to that man’s aid.  But then again, if confronted with such a sight I’m not sure what I would do either. 
The horrendous police force consisting of the extremely incompetent Sheriff Keller shoots this man from behind, but actually he’s aiming his gun IN THE DIRECTION of a crowd of theater goers that have just left the cinema.  The Americans of this time (or maybe now) are so desensitized to gun violence that they don’t seem to clock that a) cops or anyone do not have a supremely high marksmakship rate especially of a moving target and b) the gun was pointed directly at each of them during this entire time.  They just watch a man get gunned down by cops on a Saturday evening right in front of them in the open town square and don’t scream or blink or duct.  They just look a bit inconvenienced.  
Keller claims later that the man was a) a vagrant (who can be shot on sight apparently) and b) suffering from leprosy which is why he looked like that.  Except, Jughead supplies immediately, that Ethel recognizes what the man was wearing because it’s the uniform of the Blossom maple factory. 
Jughead decides that all this is bullshit so he takes it upon himself to hunt down the answers.
DOCTOR CURDLE JUNIOR IS BAAAACK !
HI MY FAVORITE LITTLE TALL GIANT MAN!!
So, Dr. Curdle (not Jr!) is all about gruesome comics, which Jughead still has copies of when he nicked them from his employer, and is now dealing like they’re some sort of hard street drug.  
“Worthy of a quid. Pro. Quo.” God I love the way Dr. Curdle talks. 
Jughead responds, “keen-o!”  Which I quite like. I tend to say Okedoke in an effort to not be offensively autistic when people give me unnecessary boring bits of information at work, and I think I might add “keen-O” to my roster.  Jughead wants to know about the “mysterious melting man.”  He didn’t actually have to say all three words, but he was very happy to be alliterative so he couldn’t pass that up. 
The answer is “acute radiation poisoning!”
Sadly, Curdle didn’t get to have a lot of time with the body, but it was Mayor Blossom who came to collect the body. Curdle confirms that the man was in fact an employee of the maple factory.  “That stinks like a rotten fish!”
Bright and early the next day, Betty bounces down the stairs to ask if Ethel wants to go to school with her.  Hal suggests that Betty permit Alice to drive them both, but Betty is firm in her rejection.    The cold war between mother and daughter post-slap seems to be something that is giving Hal indigestion.  Further, Betty apparently will just not eat breakfast unless her mother will make it for her, and then to up the ante it seems as though Alice is still making breakfast for everyone in the household who isn’t Betty - inclusive of Ethel.  It’s getting very complicated.  Anyway, Alice tells Hal that at some point the weather will be terrible because they’re in upstate New York that isn’t America, and Betty will “finally let me give her a ride.”  Betty remains just as pleasant in her hatefulness when she informs Alice that she will not ever be needing that ride from her mother because she’s taking Driver’s Ed at school and pretty soon she will be able to drive herself wherever she wants!
This is Segment 2:  BETTY COOPER IN DRIVER’S EDUCATION!
We’re suddenly in black and white again. 
Oops except we’re not. 
We’re in the Andrews’ kitchen as Frank smugly informs Reggie that he got into a really great basketball camp.  He’s being very nasty to Mary’s son right in front of Mary first thing in the morning, sneering at him about how there is no camp for poetry, and so Archie is without a fun set of summer plans to look forward to.  His sneering is very heavy handed.  He even calls Archie ‘Shakespeare’ in the most condescending tone of voice. It brings out the CAN YOU SPELL IT in me.
Segment 3 is going to be ARCHIE ANDREWS IN SHIPPING OUT!
Everything is in black and white again.  Mary is for once not being completely useless, which I can’t tell if it happened in the technicolor real-life of this season or is possible because it’s not real, just the B Movie version, because I don’t know yet what these black and white transitions mean.  Mary as I say isnt completely useless, only merely mostly useless.  She says that Archie can pick up a summer shift or two at Pop’s or come help his mother out at the dress shop. 
Frank doesn’t even respect Mary enough to look at her as he sneers about HER BUSINESS which is what he must have been LIVING OFF OF when he first moved to Riverdale with no job. What the fuck, Frank.  He brings all his patented boring ass toxic masculinity to the fore - oooh yer gonna be workin’ at your mom’s *dress* shoppe~~  I mean. You get to interact with all the pretty girls in their super tight body-con dresses at the dress shop.  What’s your problem?
Archie looks angry as he stomps off.
We switch to the Blossom household, where Julian is willing to give Cheryl a ride to school. He’s a dickhead though, because she’s walking RIGHT NEXT to him, clearly ready to go, and he’s still gotta voice the threat about how his “train is leaving with or without you.”  Hon, your schlong isn’t that big.  
On a brighter note, I do like how much white Cheryl has been wearing with her red ensembles.  I love the cherries on her shirt.  They both see a military someone salute their father. They smirk at each other about his ridiculous it is to see someone give Clifford Blossom a salute of any kind.  Julian wants to know if he’s enlisting.  Clifford hates both his children equally, apparently, because he calls them “asinine” and then says that this was a General Taylor from Washington who was “delivering unto me a gift.”  Then he brings them into his study to show them a cock-less Baphomet, whom he calls Moloch.  Seriously. Moloch is not hiding anything under that skirt. He has Barbie Genitals, you know he has.  Anyway, Clifford makes ridiculous statements about how this ancient deity can only be appeased by child sacrifice, and tells his very physically mature children that they should be frightened, implying he’d kill either or both of them “should you be inclined to give me any more grief.”
A pompous father who can’t take any sort of joke about himself so that he always responds to anything that isn’t flattery and obsequiousness with threats of violence?   Oh hey that was on my Riverdale is my life Bingo!
This is Segment Four!  CHERYL BLOSSOM IN PROJECT MOLOCH!
At school, Jughead approaches Ethel in the black and white world.  Jughead asks if Ethel’s father ever got sick.  She says he was a janitor at the maple factory, who had joint pain, stomach pain, and hair loss, all in a chronic way.  Far away, Dilton hears this list of symptoms. He looks very disturbed immediately.  Jughead thinks that the Blossoms are hiding something, because Ethel’s dad, the melting man and Brad Rayberry all being former workers at the maple factory dying very strange deaths is not a coincidence.  He wants to get everyone closure about what happened.  
Ethel shakes her head.  She wants to move on with her life.  She’s going to get her driver’s license, she is about to get the car from her Miss Teen Queen win (it’s still not clear to me if the prizes were OR or AND but I hope it was AND so she can get the car AND the scholarship AND the screen test).  She tells Jughead that she is also going steady with Ben, to which Jughead says “our Ben?” and doesn’t believe her.  He turns around to stare at Ben.
Why is this surprising to Jughead in a world where he’s going steady with Veronica Lodge EVEN AFTER the milk screeching incident and all the other weirdnesses of before?  
Ethel is trying not to be annoyed at this reaction of Jughead, so she just sums up, to say she is trying to put the bad events behind her, so he should take of. 
The teacher starts showing them a scary movie about what happens to people in an atomic blast. Some of this looks like it’s real period product.  All the students are freaking out together in the lounge  about the atomic explosion.  
Jughead is seated holding court at the big armchair, which is really weird because why is Cheryl permitting this?  That used to be HER seat?  
Oh because this is the B&W B movie universe of Jughead Jones in The Mysterious Melting Man.  Veronica is wearing her not great napkin=bikini ribbon floof dress again, perched like a good little housewife on the arm of the chair that Jughead is sitting in like a king which -=VERONICA WOULD NOT.  Behind them, in a weird echo, are Ben and Ethel,  leaning their butts against a table as they stand. 
Jughead states the obvious, that “in truth, most of us wouldn’t likely survive an atomic explosion.”
Archie has never heard of Japan, Nagasaki or Hiroshima. He did not understand that the atomic bomb would kill him. He wants Jughead to spell it out.  Veronica says that there is an underground CITY levels of basements at the Pembroke.  She invites Juggykins to come with her.  Jughead doesn’t seem to feel any better, but Cheryl is outright disgusted at this display of heterosexuality from Veronica Lodge.  The thing is, she also has a place to go in case the bomb hits - she thinks.  She’s going to go to the mines which have “stood strong since before the Revolutionary War.”  
I can’t remember anything anymore but wan’t there a caving in of those very same mines in S6, some half century after this conversation, in the other universe?  It doesn’t immediately occur to her to invite Toni, so Toni prompts her. (Oh and I forgot they are not out).
Reggie is going to go to Duck Creek to climb into the mines.   Archie is going to drive all the way to California (he’s very California fixated in this universe) while trusting that the Rockies will serve as a general kind of radiation shelter.  Ethel says wistfully that out west does sound nice, to which Ben agrees.
I don’t think any of the characters, nor the people making this, realize how very funny this is.  This is the most ridiculous display of  the American delusions of both exceptionalism and extreme individualism.  When something bad happens, they refuse to imagine a possibility that they will come up with a community solution because they don’t want to include certain people in that community (be it Catholics, Protestants, Mormons, Italians, Swedes, Germans, Asians of any stripe, or black people etc etc).  People coexist in America, apparently but they don’t live together.  This is funny especially because in Korea everyone assumes that if we get nuked by the evil fat boy up North (each generation has gotten one of its own for three generations) we all die, and then those that don’t die will have to suffer and rebuild, because we had something akin to a nuke level disaster happen in 1950 and that’s what we did.  We don’t coexist very well among ourselves (the viciousness of our press makes Fox vs CNN battles look trifling) but we do actually live together. 
The heartlessness of these announcements by these people in front of their friends, and the extremely calm, almost non-reactive responses to the heartlessness makes everybody sound psychotic.  They all say, more or less, I hope I don’t die, and I don’t care about what happens to any of you.
The surreal Americanness of this matches the cop pointing his gun in the general direction of children in the hopes of hitting the one person he wants to shoot dead in the street.
Anyway, Clay gets especially annoyed at Archie wanting to drive away from the imaginary nuke.  The fact that those who have means are only creating solitary survival plans doesn’t bother him at all, even though those plans seem just as silly to me as driving away from a bomb. 
Kevin takes the conversation to surreal heights by saying that the inside of a refrigerator is going to be a good bet to not die in a nuclear blast. Immediately, Toni and then Betty point out how dumb this is.   (“What would you do about food and water?”)  Kevin though has a funny enough answer that lightens the mood - “I’d be inside a refrigerator.”  
Fangs actually saves the day (what the heck?) by saying he doesn’t want to plan to hide from anything.  Clay mentions that there are communities in Nevada that have built nuclear bomb shelters, a “lead lined bunker,” in case of a nuclear war.  Betty tries to see if the small town she so wanted to burn to the ground last episode might have some redeeming qualities after all: Maybe it’s too insignificant to be the target of a bomb like that.   Jughead thinks that “an atomic drop could drop anywhere, even here, in Riverdale.”
Well yeah.
Later on, the gay boyfriends are trying to tie a sailor’s knot.   Because Frank was so heterosexually ugly to him that morning, Archie is wanting to hang out with the gays.  He shows them how to tie the knot, saying all this stuff about a rabbit and a tree and a hole.  Archie asks them why they want to tie knots, after he drops his competent one on the table.  They say that they want to join the Merchant Marines, which is not part of the US Navy but is instead a civilian job, where you are on merchant boats I guess and “travel around the world.”  Clay starts to recruit Archie to the Merchant Marines.
OK so Clay has a thing about white boys, I guess?  He spent a lot of the past couple episodes trying to ease Archie into the idea that fucking men didn’t mean you had to stop wanting to fuck women, for one, and also that fucking around in general is really great for writing material.  I am not at all sure about that but OK.  He drops the names Ginsberg and Kerouac as having both “done time on the Seven Seas.”   Too bad he doesn’t know Archie likes to jump into the (ahem) deep end so he lost his virginity on the same night that he also had a threesome and prostituted a woman plus he developed a taste for middle aged woman. 
Archie is very susceptible to specific, easy to understand suggestions, and is like this in every universe.  Recruiting pamphlets are designed for people like Archie Andrews to get themselves into trouble.  His priorities are first, to get away from Uncle fucking Frank, second, See The World, third, Have Adventures, fourth, enrich his writing, and uh finally, tie a lot of knots.  The recruiter is coming tomorrow.
Grundy is the driver’s ed teacher.  For some reason the driver’s ed class is fully gender segregated.  Why is this? Is this something to do with the laws?  I really like the cool desktop dashboard these girls all have. I want one of these just to have it.  They’re going to practice parallel parking tomorrow!  Grundy seems like a good teacher. 
At dinner, the three men including Frank are eating the food that I assume that Mary cooked. She is trying to make conversation within the very surreal seating arrangement.  She and Uncle Fucking Frank sit across from each other like they’re a married couple, with Reggie and Archie occupying the sides.  She wants to know if anything interesting happened at school.  Reggie  tells her that they were shown a video of what happens if you get nuked.  ARchie says he wants to join the merchant marines.  She wants him to finish high school. She also wants him to go to college. 
Frank is still on his Must Make Archie Stop Writing Grief Poetry About His Father bender, so he says that the merchant marines might be better than going to college to learn poetry writing like some sort of man who  has sex with other men. He doesn’t say this last part, of course.  Reggie searches Archie for his reaction.  Archie though does have a spine.  He tells Frank directly that he is considering going out to see expressly so he can pursue his poetry better.  He even name drops The Beats.  Then he actually takes a jab:
YOU WOULD KNOW THAT IF YOU EVER CRACKED OPEN A BOOK.
Well OKAY Archie Andrews!  Unleash that bitchiness!  Feeling bitchy makes you smarter! Embrace it!
Frank is not amused at having the tables turned on him, and yet again, Mary is not as useless as she used to be (but this is a fiction within a fiction, because in-universe actual Mary really is quite useless - case in point, FRANK STILL LIVES THERE).  Mary interrupts what’s clearly an attack that Frank is scrambling to put together against her son by saying, “No one is joining anything tonight.”
Meanwhile, Dilton has come to visit Jughead.  “You don’t have to worry Jughead.  [blah blah] If anything bad were to actually happen I’d take care of you. You’d be safe.”
This is as clear a declaration of love as I’ve ever heard anyone make in Riverdale short of Jughead’s I Love You Betty Cooper all the way back in Season 1.  But Jughead, in the same way that he did not pick up that he should date Ethel Muggs, doesn’t understand what Dilton is saying as a love confession.  Poor Dilton. 
Instead, Jughead wants to know what the hell Dilton means by “keep him safe.” 
Dilton takes Jughead Jones to THE BUNKER!
Hi Bunker, my old friend!
Jughead sounds like James Stewart from Mr. Smith Goes To Washington as he exclaims, “How does your family have a bunker!?!”  He sounds like he should be married to Katherine Hepburn in a movie.  He sounds like this a lot this season and I thoroughly enjoy it.  The tribute to Stars of Old is at the level of Josie McCoy being rendered an Eartha Kitt tribute character last episode, but much more subtle  and baked into the general character portrayal for this season. 
Anyway, Dilton is very proud of his dad. He grins like a little kid, excited because Jughead is excited, as he tells him that “we’re deep enough to survive an atomic blast, and any radiation after the blast.”
Jughead wants to know why the science teacher built this at all.  “What does your dad know that we don’t?” 
Dilton starts to unpack all the secrets, literally from his bag.  He hands a little chunk of palladium to Jughead from his knapsack, saying Mr. Muggs came to get this assessed by the elder Doiley saying that Clifford Blossom was doing something with palladium.  “Worth killing for?” asks Jughead.
Apparently, in its purest state, palladium could be “more volatile than plutonium,.... and more destructive than a hydrogen bomb.” 
Palladium is a highly useful narrative tool, that’s for sure. 
Jughead says reminds him of something, and then he is madly digging through his collection of comics.  Jughead seems to have a photographic memory of every comic he’s ever read. Not sure this talent will ever get him any money, but it is a talent.  The story he was thinking of was written by Rayberry, called The Palladium Incident!  “Had he seen or heard something while he worked there??
We cut to the science teacher bursting in to make the announcement, in a hysterical scream of unhelpfulness, about “This is the big one.”  In response, all the children in the class start freaking out too.  The only one with a slow response time is Jughead Jones.  Everyone else is hollering, on their feet, moving around, flapping their arms.  Jughead acts like he’s sleep walking.  Cheryl is the one that goes running to get him to some sort of safety. She is shouting at him to “Get away from the!!!” as he walks, fascinated, to the window which is getting brighter and brighter.  As the bomb explodes, Jughead still has this very ‘interested’ look on his face from when he was looking at the melting man get shot in the street.
This turns out to be a nightmare of Cheryl’s.  She had a dream about trying to save Jughead Jones when the bomb hit. I’m very moved, actually.  She curses his name before she goes to fetch herself some water.
On her way back to her room, she hears her parents having a discussion. IN RUSSIAN.  Clifford says that things are in readiness (apparently -  I really have no idea, and I have my suspicions about American/Canadian actors’ capacity to speak passable Russian) to which Penelope says that it’s unfortunate what happened to the man, but Clifford is fine with the state of Project Moloch.  Then they are going to return to the motherland.
Cheryl Blossom speaks … Russian?  She is understanding this? Clifford apparently has been promised something by the Soviets.  Penelope is a Russian spy!  Cheryl runs away.
At the recruitment presentation by the Merchant Marines, Archie wants to know if he gets to explore the places they can visit.  The answer he gets is very unkind - “This isn’t a pleasure cruise” plus “no one here is guaranteed a spot.”  Well, ok sir, but I thought the point of your visit was to RECRUIT.
In the hallway, Jughead is approaching Cheryl.  He actually does a little sing-songy “Hi Ho~~” which is very cute and again for some reason reminds me of Jimmy Stewart though I’m sure he’s never done that.  Who knows.  Cheryl is very annoyed to be approached by Jughead, which is not improved when he opens bluntly with this question:  Has anything weird been happening at your house lately?
He really doesn’t know what a can of worms he’s opened.   Cheryl is making a face at him like, oh you sweet clueless child, you have no idea what you’re about to unleash. What she says is, “Why do you care?”   Jughead says that he’s interested in the location of the mines she mentioned yesterday vis a vis the maple factor.  Cheryl confirms that the factory is built right on top of the mines.  Jughead says, going straight to the point, “I think you father is up to no good,” and then without even taking a break to let that settle in her mind he jumps right to accusation: “I think he is involved in the Milkman murders.”  Then he adds  the mines are palladium mines, plus not abandoned. 
This is a method that Jughead is pretty consistent about throughout the seasons - he gets a set of facts, intuits something, gets a clue or a hint that he might be on the right track, and then goes directly to the source to launch accusations.  The thing is, it WORKS this time because he went to Cheryl and not to Clifford Blossom, and even if she doesn’t like Jeronica, Cheryl definitely wouldn’t let Jughead just die if she could do something about it.   
As a sort of unintended test, perhaps, Cheryl brings up that she thinks her father might sacrifice her to the pagan god Moloch.  Jughead blinks about it but he doesn’t laugh or run away or attack her, so he passes this test.
As a result, Cheryl feels free to tell him forthwith (they’re being very forthright with each other here, which is great) that her parents were speaking in Russian with each other (she didn’t understand what they said, though, alas).  Jughead, having found a kindred spirit in an unexpected place, immediately asks her to “get in there and play gumshoe.”   At the thought of finding “something incriminating” against her parents, Cheryl looks bright eyed, bushy tailed, and inspired. She’s never looked at Jughead like that, ever. 
OUtside, in the parking lot, suspenseful music plays as the girls are gearing up for their first parallel parking lesson. The performance anxiety  of doing this in front of like A DOZEN PEOPLE is horrifying to me, but Ethel does a wonderful job.  They all passed the written and practical portions of the test!   Grundy is going to be taking all of them to the DMV to get their licenses!  She says that they must bring their birth certificates, because the DMV “needs to make sure none of you are Russian spies.”  She says it in a way that makes it clear she thinks it’s silly, but Ethel suddenly looks sad.  Oh dear. Does she not own a single valid form of ID??
Archie is working out using a rigged up rowing machine in the garage.  Uncle Fucking Frank of course has to investigate. I feel like there’s something off kilter about the way Frank keeps such close tabs on Archie. It’s most like Archie is a girl whose virginity is supposed to be safeguarded.   Apparently everyone rows at least an hour a day to stay in shape, so Archie is trying to get a head start.  
Frank has the temerity to give Archie  a man to man, I Know I’m Not Your Real Dad speech, unprompted.  Against all available evidence, Frank claims that he wants “what is best” for Archie, and that what he wants is “same as” what Fred would want. I was very worried for a second that he was going to sexually molest Archie, because this sounds like a sexual molestation set up.  But it isn’t.  Instead he gives Fred’s dog tags to Archie.  Then he tries to get Archie to enlist in the army.  
Fred apparently wasn’t drafted. He volunteered for the army.  This is supposed to make Archie feel better? I mean it makes ME like Fred a lot, because it’s MY democracy and MY freedom that people like Fred suffered and died so far from home, but I don’t see how Archie, who is so terribly wounded about his father’s death is supposed to feel better.  Also why oh why does Frank want Archie to die so badly, like WHAT IS HIS PROBLEM?   “Drop this poetry nonsense and join the army!”  Turning that spooky sexual maniac look on Archie again from before (it’s the same face he made calling Betty a ripe peach - vomit, phlegm, poop, bile, all the vileness, FIE) he says that “the best part about joining the Army” is that he “doesn’t have to wait until graduation.”
I mean. OK so in th 1950s Americans weren’t all having to earn PhDs in order to get entry level jobs like they have had to recently, but this still strikes me as absolute shit advice, AND going expressly against Mary’s clearly stated wishes.  
Meanwhile, Cheryl is exploring her house using a three color candelabra at the dead of night. She is so dramatic omg I love her.  “Let’s see what you’re hiding, daddy,” she mutters to herself in an empty room like a totally sane girl.   She finds a hardhat in his desk with a lamp attached to the forehead portion. The candles react to a draft she wasn’t expecting to exist in this room, so she pursues the source of the airflow and finds a SECRET PASSAGE hidden behind a portrait!  
Oh my gosh I love Thornhill so much.
This hidden compartment reveals A DOZEN milkman costumes!!! Complete with full pristine sets of glass milk bottles!!!  Ooooh!
The next morning, Archie is being haunted by his dad’s dog tags which make his world tilt at a weird angle.  He wears the dog tags to breakfast, freaking Mary out. She’s innocently asking about how  many waffles he wants, but her world is about to implode. She wants to know why Frank gave those to Archie.
At the same time, Ethel wants to talk to Betty. She doesn’t have her birth certificate because it’s somewhere in her house.  Betty is so kind to Ethel, immediately offering to go get it for Ethel.  The document is probably inside Ethel’s mother’s crafting desk, which held all her important papers. 
At school, Cheryl sees Jughead coming towards her, so she grabs him firmly by the lapel to drag the physically head-and-half taller boy forcibly into the music room.  This is. uh. This is very hot to me even though I know Cheryl is a gold star lesbian in her heart.   Anyway this is a first time experience for Jughead, being grabbed and tossed by a girl. I bet he didn’t know that cheerleaders have good upper body strength and powerful grips. 
Immediately after, Jughead gets to have another new experience:  A person with no reason to be particularly nice or supportive of him telling him that You Were Right. He’s so flummoxed by this reaction that he seeks reconfirmation:  “About which part?”  The answer is ‘Everything!”
She brought one of the giant milk bottles in her purse, which did not look like it could fit something that big.  
Jughead has been saying an interesting series of oaths this episode (“Holy crapola!” in response to the bunker, “Holy Moley” about something else I forget) so he busts out Holy Toledo at the news that Cheryl’s father has sets of milk bottles and the uniforms that go with the milk bottles hidden in his study.   He concludes, “The Milkman must have been working for your father! Doing his bidding!”
And because he’s a sweetheart who reads a lot of scary fiction, Jughead immediately asks Cheryl, “Are you in danger?” to which Cheryl has the coolest like, pretty girl working as an agent of the Resistance during Vichy type answer, which is “No more than usual.”  She does look extremely worried.   Cheryl had an extremely busy night of investigating, because she is also able to confirm that the  mines a) do produce palladium and b) are not abandoned.  She demands that Jughead bring his camera to her family estate that very night. She further instructs that he “pray an atomic disaster doesn’t befall us all before then!” before she takes off.
Betty walks into the abandoned murder house to try to do a nice thing for Ethel Muggs. She’s very brave. I would not be able to do this.  She’s shifting through the desk, and finds a lockbox.  She opens it with her hairpin!  Her skirt pattern is very pretty.  She finds what look like a series of receipts - that Hal Cooper was paying the Muggs for.  And then she finds a photo of Hal Cooper HOLDING A BABY.  What?  What??
At dinner that night at the Andrews house, Mary has some things to say.  She informs Frank that Archie has told her about the whole thing with the dog tags. “You used his father … to try to manipulate my son into joining the army. How dare you Frank? Especially when you yourself never served.”
Frank tries to speak homophobia code to Mary:  “It’ll set him straight!” he says.
Mary however is too obtuse to pick up on it. She still thinks this is about Archie writing poetry.   She finally - FINALLLYYYYY - lays down the law.  That Archie can make whatever choices he wants with his life after he graduates high school.  That is non negotiable for Mary, this high school graduation.  Archie indicates with a nod that he gets the message. 
Then she says that she “can’t have Frank here anymore. It’s time for you to move out.”
You mean to say that she had the power all this time, to kick Frank out, and DID NOT? 
Then her sexist homophobic brother in law and her clueless sexist son have a dick measuring contest IN FRONT OF HER about who is going to be the man of the house.  Frank is an underhanded piece of shit too, reminding her that she’s the one who invited him to Riverdale to ‘help.’  (So really, Mary is doubly guilty, first for inviting him, and second for letting him punish Archie for existing like that).  Mary reminds them both that she’s the one who pays for the  mortgage which.. again… HOW? She doesn’t have a bank account, right? Or did she inherit Fred’s when he died?
Looking suddenly at peace, Frank says that he’s going to “shack up with my old pal Tom Keller.”  He makes a deeply inappropriate comparison between himself and Keller - Keller is being divorced by his wife of almost twenty years with whom he has a son.  This is not the same relationship that Frank has with Mary!  
Mary doesn’t care what Frank does as long as the “bullying uncle” is out of the house.  Frank was living rent free in this house, yet he was so desperate about Archie’s poetry that he was willing to make him drop out of high school to join the army!
Betty goes home to ask her parents why they were writing checks to the Muggs household.  Mrs Muggs was their housekeeper! is the first lie that Hal tries to tell.  Betty then wants to know who the baby is. It’s Ethel, so Betty has to cross examine her dad.  Hal says that it’s because he’s Ethel’s godfather.   Betty wants to know why she’s never heard of any of this. 
Alice stops Hal from telling any more lies.  
“You’re Ethel’s father, aren’t you?” Betty concludes.
Alice kicks Hal out of the house for a bit so she can share an alcoholic drink with her daughter.  the real story is that Mildred Muggs was their housekeeper before Betty was born. Alice suspected an affair between Mrs. Muggs and Hal which was confirmed when Ethel was born.  The reason they hid all this was because of the TV station.  Everything Alice says after that first thing is a lie - she doesn’t give a fuck about “us, our family.”  She wanted a tv career because Alice has always has had a career obsession. When she says she ‘had no choice’ she means there was no other way for her to have a career on television than to be married to Hal Cooper.   So the arrangement was that the Muggs would raise the girl ‘as their own’ (which she was, she was Mildred’s own) while the Coopers sent money every month for support (from Hal).  
Betty puts it together again.  That this is why Alice took Ethel in, but hated her, humiliated her, had her forcibly imprisoned in the child abuse nunnery and so on.  And that this is why she was on such a rampage about Betty coming to adulthood.  Except Betty doesn’t say that - she concludes that Alice didn’t “want what happened to you to happen to me.” What, your husband a middle class white man predating on a working class woman?  How would having Kevin pin Betty over Archie fix anything?  Kevin is much more likely to have impregnated a lot of women in his life if he’d not been able to actually come out at least to himself by Betty dumping him.  This doesn’t make sense, but then, Betty in S7 is really stupid, and so is her mother so I guess this explanation is enough for both of their levels of intellect.
Alice starts weeping about how she failed as a mother and she’s sorry, but like I said, I don’t believe that motherhood, her daughters with Hal or “doing what was right” was in any way part of Alice’s calculations.  She simply wanted to hold on to having a tv career above dignity, above her own sanity, above her sexual well being.   Betty says that she thinks Alice did the best she could, because Betty is a kind person, but this is categorically wrong. Alice has acted purely out of malice towards Ethel and sexual jealousy for Betty (in that Betty had youth and an unblemished future without any bad compromises spread out ahead of her). 
Betty says that they need to call Hal back home so they can all tell Ethel she is a Cooper.   I hope Ethel axes them all to death in their sleep. 
Meanwhile, Cheryl and Jughead are having their adventure in the dark of night.   Jughead takes a hugely flashing photo of the night guard at the mines, who is watching Oh Mija.  Then they sneak past him to the mines.  The cooperative bickering-affirming dynamic they have between them is truly great.  When Jughead wants to know why there aren’t more guards, Cheryl points out that secret projects should maybe not call “undue attention” upon themselves, which Jughead concedes immediately is a good point.  
Jughead even gets the mojo back to narrate for a bit, as he says that while Cheryl and he were on the verge of a major discovery, Ethel was “experiencing emotional shockwaves about learning the truth about her life.”
Ethel says that she always felt like her parents’ discord was her fault, and that there was a lot of discord.  “That explains things” is what she says, with so much dignity.  The Coopers offer to adopt her, to “make things right.”    Extremely elegantly, Ethel rejects their offer immediately.  She says that what she wants is to be happy, which you can’t possibly be with Hal and Alice Cooper as your parents in any capacity.  She wants nothing to do with these people.  Ethel is the only one with a brain cell in this entire community. Good for her, and her smarts.
Frank is finally leaving.   The little family is seeing him off. Reggie first.  Then Frank finagles a final invitation to a regular home cooked meal (“Sunday dinner”) from Mary, who apparently is wonderful at cooking as she is at dress-and-halloween-costume making.  She still invites him, which is a level of forgiveness that I don’t think I am capable of mustering, even to be polite.  As he says goodbye to Archie, Frank asks that Archie not “hold things against him.”  Archie tries to teach Frank that writing poetry is not an emasculating activity. He specifically says that men in trenches in the fields of war have written beautiful poems.  Maybe that’s my path, he says, and Mary shakes her head a FIRM FUCKIN’ NO about dying in war.  They send him off. They’re playing sentimental music over this, but I have to confess I do not understand why. He’s been hateful, overbearing and condescending to them the entire time he’s been here.  They had a big blowout fight after he tried to induce Archie to drop out of high school to join the army, which is both expressly against Mary’s wishes and without any consultation with her.  Why are they making nicey nice?
Can Frank please die now? I am tired of hating him (though the hate is still going very strong.)
In the photo development room, Cherly and Jughead are talking about what to do with the evidence they have found.  Cheryl wants to take these to Sheriff Keller. Jughead disagrees, saying Keller might be in on it too.  “He’s just a dimwitted small-town sheriff that’s in over his head,” is Cheryl’s fantastic little summary of the stupid father of the awful Kevin.  Jughead wants to make this federal, not local, and is going to tap Veronica’s contacts with the FBI from when they were investigated her father.   Cheryl is impressed that Jughead Jones is capable of this much serious, rational thought.  I also wonder if she likes the idea of getting the feds involved or not.  In any case she calls him, playfully, “Sherlock Jones” which is some Veronica level moniker coinage, I must say.
Cheryl now wants to know if Jughead and Veronica are “officially an item.”  She … 
I.
Cheryl and Jughead have actually friendly banter!  I am pleased as punch. They have really nice chemistry!  Cheryl says, gently teasing, that she suspects Jughead might be “in over his crown” in trying to be in a relationship with Veronica Lodge, to which Jughead snaps back, bringing some bravado to it, that he is “holding his own.”  
One of the photos they took is of Jughead leaning very suggestively up against the very phallic looking palladium bomb. 
Cut to the family meal at Thornhill when they get an unexpected banging on the door.  Cheryl leaps up, offering brightly to “go get it.”  Ooh ok so I was wrong. She was purely pleased about involving the feds in this.  She lets in Glen(!) and the other G-Men.  She apparently even summoned them at this exact time.   
Clifford’s full name is Clifford Marion Blossom, and Penelope’s name is 
Penelope Pavlina Novikov Blossom.
Which I am going to commit to memory immediately. 
However, point of order here - shouldn’t that be Pavlina NovikoVA Blossom??
The Blossoms are arrested for “treason, conspiracy, and advocating for the violent overthrow of the American government.”  Moreover, the FBI is going to shut down “Project Moloch” which makes Clifford jump with surprise. 
Cheryl manages to get the last word in:  “You did a bad thing, Daddy.”
She stole wholesale, all of Veronica Lodge’s bag from right under her. No conflicts of interest despite being the daughter, either.   Because Veronica always waffled over Hiram. Not Cheryl. My hero. MVP of Riverdale for real. 
Jughead sounds excited as he relays that the world eventually learned that the American capitalist had been seduced by a Russian sleeper agent,. The plan was thus: 
From the A-bomb to the H-bomb to the P-bomb! 
Clifford Blossom pretended to be developing the P Bomb for the US government but in fact was going to sell it to the Russians.  The FBI took credit for foiling this plan, which Jughead says was “fine by” him except it wasn’t because he’s setting the record straight here.  In any case, he says he did manage to “put the rest of the pieces together.”
Jughead still needs to worship a father figure, and fortunately for him FP doesn’t exist in this AU and Rayberry died, so he’s quite safe.  His hagiographic treatment of Rayberry is that even though all Rayberry did was use what he was worried about from his job at the maple factory to write obscure stories in an obscure comic book the “brilliant, terrifying” nature of these stories is enough to stand him in good stead.   The thing is, Rayberry apparently died directly because he fell in a sort of love with Jughead Jones.  When he invoked the First Amendment on Jughead’s behalf, he “spooked” the powers that be, which made Mayor Blossom sicc his hitman on him.   
By the same token, Mr Muggs somehow, as the janitor, obtaining proof positive that the Blossoms were sitting on top of a stockpile of palladium similarly made him a target.  We are shown Ethel pack up her bag to leave to go somewhere.  Her last meeting in town seems to be with Jughead, who really just does not really care what the plot was, because she paid all the prices for everyone’s secrets from day 1 to literally the moment when Alice Cooper decided to do a nice thing for Ethel purely (and I do mean PURELY) for the purposes of fucking Betty over. 
But Ethel is unendingly kind to Jughead who is very obtusely obsessed with telling her how bad it all was, when all she wants to do is LEAVE.  She tells him, with the same dignified graciousness she’s exhibited throughout, that all his crazy eyed efforts make her “hope for a better tomorrow.”  To his credit, Jughead seems very moved by her elegance, looking at her with misty eyes as she departs with Ben.
Ben calls her Lovebug!!!!!!
Alice is deeply resentful (because she is evil) of Ethel getting to leave Riverdale and for Hollywood, to get a real job at a real movie studio, based purely on her talents.  This is not a caliber of career that either of her daughters is ever going to achieve.  Of course she’s going to try to stop her.  As usual,  Veronica has taken care of everything like the generous queen that she is - gotten Ethel a job, a connection to a powerful person who will feel obligated to look in on Ethel and give her some protection while she figures out the ropes and a place to live.  
You know, Tabitha may be the Guardian Angel of Riverdale but Veronica is the patron saint of Riverdalian hopes and dreams.  “Give them hell Ethel!” Veronica says.  Betty says she wants to visit Ethel.    Jughead and Ethel hugfarewell.  “I’ll miss you. You always were the best partner in crime,” Jughead says.
Why do I still get the feeling that Ethel is just a little bit in love with Jughead Jones?  She pats him gently on the face, telling him not to be “too sad” because they will “always have Pep Comics.”  Jughead really does look very sad about her departure.  
Alice tells Ethel that she’s going to be just fine, and keeps touching Ethel and I wish she wouldn’t. Because I don’t trust Alice at all.  
Jughead says that Ethel was the first to leave Riverdale. (Ben Button is apparently going with her to California but is going to come right back? Or is he so irrelevant he doesn’t count?)  Ethel drives out to the tune of NOTHING CAN STOP ME NOW! in her wonderful looking yellow car. I’m glad the pageant didn’t stiff her with the car.   Jughead has this to say:
“All of the pieces were falling into place, but it was just about time to find out if our little town would be avoiding an even greater cataclysm.”
I’m so glad Ethel got a great exit. I really am. I still think she should’ve gotten to fuck Jughead though, just to realize it isn’t all that.
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From Operation Nightmare, Archie’s Pal Jughead Annual #7 (1959).
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2023 FFRC - September🍂
Hello friends! I hope you've had a wonderful September. We've started my daughter's senior year with her choosing to join the high school football team instead of the soccer team (to the shock of everyone - including her soccer coach). Therefore, we've been spending every Friday night at the field - and she scored a touchdown in her first game - so that's exciting.
My 2023 @fanfic-reading-challenge is nearly complete. The challenge has various completion levels - and if you're looking for something to help motivate you to read new things or expand your range - or even if you just want to challenge yourself, you should join us. You don't have to wait until the new year to start - and there are a bunch of us on the Discord server and it's a really nice and encouraging place to be.
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September 2023
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I read 58 new stories this month - and nearly 300 chapters. I'm closing in on 17 million words, so my year-long goal of 20 million words still isn't out of the realm of possibility. I also did a few podfic recordings... and was highly critical of all of them so I didn't post them. Maybe after I get more practise. lol.
Anyway, I’ve gathered a couple recs. I hope you enjoy them. 💖
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before i knew which life was mine (3 fic series) by @smc-27 (Harry/Allie - The Society)  Summary: She’s got this weird feeling that everything with him is so natural and normal that there’s no way to imagine them not eventually ending up friends. Which is a fucked up thought, because prior to all this, all they had ever shared were barbs back and forth, or her calling him out on being a jerk to her sister. Notes: Okay - so this series is three separate fics that feel like they're unconnected - but really they are completely connected. They're like different dimensions or universes where Harry and Allie were friends (and they don't stay just friends). These are the "other worlds".
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The Percy/Jenna Anon Collection by Anonymous (Percy/Jenna - RPF - All E) Fic 1 - Howlin’ For You - A night of drunken UNO leads to explicit actions between two friends who have been secretly sleeping together. Fic 2 - Lonely Boy - A surprise visit between two friends, a phone call, and a splash of angst. And sex. Fic 3 - Gold on the Ceiling - When Jenna tells Percy it’s over she’s not sure what that means for either of them. And she doesn’t even begin to understand the gravity of her choice until she’s forced to put work on hold for the actor’s strike. Has she even been living? Or merely existing.. Light angst, heavy sex? But it’s introspective? Notes: Okay - so RPF isn't for everyone. It is for me though. This series was written by the same Anon author (it's very clear that it's the same author) - I don't know who it is, but they deserve a huge cookie. I cried during the third one. And then had to fan myself. It's an odd conundrum. The writing is amazing. I would read a million more stories by this author - rpf or fandom or whatever. If I can only figure out who they are. 😉
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three conversations about one thing by @imreallyloveleee (Bughead - T)  Summary: He’d known there would be consequences when he made this decision. But he hadn’t realized how quickly they might steamroll right over him. (Jughead & Veronica & Cheryl & Betty & memories of the future. Set post-7x19.) Notes: An absolutely lovely post-script on the final season of Riverdale.
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dayenurose · 2 years
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Writer’s Month Prompts (written for @writersmonth )
Day 23 - Lodge (Bughead)
(Note: This story is a (surprise) follow up to Day 19′s story - Bubbles and Single Parent(s). Enjoy.)
“Here you are, Juggie.” Betty joined Jughead on the balcony porch. He appeared deep in thought as he gazed out into the tamed wilderness behind the lodge. She couldn’t help but wonder if the notebook abandoned on the chair had anything to do with his contemplative expression.
Despite the crisp autumnal chill, he looked cozy with a plaid blanket wrapped around his shoulders and a mug of steaming coffee cupped in his hands. Back home, as the weather had cooled, he’d taken to wearing a knitted crown beanie. Apparently, he used to wear the hat all the time before they had met. She found the addition charming.
“Good morning.” Jughead kissed her lightly on lips before turning his attention back to the view. Through a gap in the towering pines, they spied a glimpse of the lake. The sun glinted like diamonds off the gently lapping waves. “How’d you sleep?”
“Gloriously.” Betty carefully balanced her coffee mug along the railing, then reached up, stretching long and lean. The stretch raised the hem of the oversized sweatshirt she’d stolen from Jughead ages ago, revealing a strip of bare skin. His mug-warmed fingers traced chastely along her lower back. Still, she squirmed as the light touch tickled.
“Don’t stop,” she pleaded as his touch drifted away and the sweatshirt once again covered her skin.
A smirk tugged at his lips as he leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Later, when the kids aren’t twenty feet away in the living room.”
“Tease.” She sighed and rested her head against his shoulder. Unfortunately, he was right. Jellybean was partaking in her tradition of Saturday morning cartoons. The twins were excited to join in this treat. Betty generally tried to limit the about of screen time the twins had access to, but she couldn’t deny it was nice being able to have a proper lie in while Jellybean and the twins amused themselves for a bit.
Jughead hummed a noncommittal response. “I still can’t believe Veronica just let us borrow this place for the week. It’s like a mansion plopped in the middle of the backwoods. Still feels like it must be a dream or something.”
“As I said last night, welcome to Lodge Lodge. Veronica is generous with her friends. She's offered to let me come up here before, but I've never taken her up on it before now.” Betty sipped her coffee, trying to remember the last time she was here. It definitely wasn't this peaceful. “V used to bring the whole gang up here all the time during high school. We’d have these unsupervised parties and do a bunch of stupid stuff. Nothing too dangerous, I suppose, but you wouldn’t believe the number of headaches and fights which followed us back home after a weekend away.”
Shaking her head, Betty struggled to push aside the melancholy she associated with growing up too fast, which surfaced anytime she reflected too long on her carefree past. “This is the first time I’ve been back here since I got custody of the twins. Suddenly getting drunk and fighting about who stole whose boyfriend felt lest important, you know…”
“Betts, stop.” He press a kiss to the crown of her head. “It’s okay to mourn what you loss. It’s also okay to want things for yourself.”
“I know, I know.” She really did, but sometimes it felt selfish. Selfish to still want that life when she wouldn’t trade being ‘mom’ to the twins for the world. “Do you ever miss what your life could have been?”
He shrugged. “I don’t know. I mean I’ve been doing this since I was sixteen, so I didn’t exactly have a normal high school experience. Even if I wasn’t taking care of Jelly, I wasn’t exactly Mr. Popular. No one was going to invite me to the high school dance or weekend parties in the woods.”
Despite herself, Betty laughed. “Not to be all gender norms and stuff, but I think guys are still more likely to ask the girls to the dance.”
“Betts,” he voice dropped to that deep rumble that made her shiver. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her flush against his body. She could feel the thrum of his heartbeat. “You’re the first girl I ever wanted to invite to a dance and I didn’t meet you until recently. So, no, even if I had the opportunity, I wouldn’t have invited another girl to the dance.”
“I wouldn’t mind if you had….” Betty never knew how to respond when he said things like that. He made her feel special, and cherished, and loved by him, but it was also so far from her experiences.
Jughead rested his cheek on top of her head. “I know. Don’t worry about it. I don’t regret any of my decisions. I wouldn’t exchange taking care of Jelly for the world of normal opportunities. Besides, it led me to you. I can’t think of anything better.”
She melted into his embrace. They’d been dating for six months—almost as long as they’d known each other and their lives had almost seamlessly melded together. Suddenly, there was another person in their lives they could depend on. Betty lost track of the times he volunteered to watch the twins while she went to a doctor’s appointment or stayed late for a study session. Likewise, she returned the favor, letting Jellybean stay with her when Jug picked up an extra shift or visited his dad in prison. While they scheduled semi-regular date nights, more often than not, their mutual free evenings were spent together at his or her apartment with all the kids and doing normal family things. Making supper, doing homework, watching moves—that sort of thing.
The twins had quickly taken to Jughead. Following Betty’s example, they called him Juggie. When he was there at bedtime, they begged him to be part of their bedtime routine—reading stories and tucking them in—and were disappointed when he wasn’t there in the morning. Last spring, not long after they started dating, Juni’s pre-school class was having a ‘Daddy-Daughter’ event. Jug hadn’t even blinked when Juni had asked him to come.
On the other hand, Betty wasn’t certain what Jellybean thought of her. While she got along great with the twins—patiently playing with them, reading to them, teaching them new things— Jelly was wary around Betty. Jug’s sister was unfailingly polite and whenever Betty babysat her, the girl seemed to enjoy herself. But, when Jug was around, Jellybean would never talk directly to Betty. She’d always ask Jug first if she wanted something from Betty. He refused to play go-between so Jelly would need to decide between not getting what she wanted or talking to Betty.
“Whatchya thinking about?” Jug broke into her silent reverie.
“Us. Our families. Jelly.” She threaded her fingers between his.
Jughead tensed. She could feel the tension travel through his jaw and down into his arms. “I’m sorry about how she acts. I don’t know what’s gotten into her…”
“It’s fine. I mean, it’s not fine-fine. But, it’s normal. I’m the new woman in your life. She’s protective of her big brother who’s always so protective of her.” Betty worried at her lower lip for a moment as she decided whether or not to broach the subject. “Juggie, I think she might be worried that if we…well, you know, move forward with our relationship. Get more serious…”
“Betts, I am absolutely serious about you.”
“And I’m serious about you too…” She swatted at his arm. “Now, stop distracting me.”
“Yes ma’am.” He wrapped her arms around her waist and picked her up. She squealed, but didn’t fight as he carried her over to one of the deck chairs and settled her on his lap. “Go on.”
She cuddled up against him and teased at the bit of hair which snuck out from under his beanie. “I was saying, I think Jelly might be afraid that if you get serious about me, you’ll leave her too. Like your mom and dad. So, she’s making certain you know she needs you.”
Jug swore under his breath. “I thought… I was trying…I wanted her to never feel that way. I was hoping she knew that no matter what happens in our lives, I’ll always be there for her.”
“Shh, it’ll be okay Juggie.” Betty pressed her forehead against his. “Deep down she knows. She’s been your world for so long now that she’s needing to learn how to share you. Remember, while you’ve always been there for her, when big life things happen, your parents weren’t. As much as that hurts you, it also hurt her. She needs time to get used to me and to see that things won’t change between you and her.”
“I’ve got a smart girlfriend.” Jug lifted his face and nibbled at her jawline.
Betty laughed as she stretched her neck to give him better access. “Why thank you. And, just so you know, I have an absolutely amazing and caring boyfriend.”
“Do you now?” he mumbled around the kisses he lavished down her neck. Tugging lightly at the neckline of the sweatshirt, he revealed the edge of her collarbone. He pressed a kissed to the spot, sucking slightly in order to leave his mark on her skin.
Everything came to a sudden and hasty stop as the balcony door opened.
“Jug?” Jellybean called.
Betty was thankful that her back was to the door. Between that and her hair, the kids wouldn’t have been able to see what the adults were getting up to. Suddenly, Betty felt a bit like a teenager again, getting caught in a compromising position. She adjusted the neckline of the sweatshirt so everything was covered.
“Breathe,” Jug whispered as he brushed her hair behind her ear. His lingering caress was light and intimate.
Glancing around his girlfriend, Jug waved his sister over. “All done with your cartons?”
“Yeah.” She stayed beside the door, swinging it back and forth. “Um, I’m hungry.”
“Okay, I’ll get you some cereal.” Jughead started to scoot to the edge of the chair. Betty slipped off his lap and started to gather their abandoned coffee mugs.
“Actually, I was wondering,”—Jellybean studied her fingers and picked at a hangnail—“Betty, will you make pancakes?”
“Of course,” Betty couldn’t stop the thousand watt smile breaking out across her face. “I’d love to. Would you like to help?”
Jelly nodded.
“All right, why don’t you head in and wash your hands. I’ll join you in the kitchen in a moment.”
Jughead squeezed her hand, silently sharing the joy of the moment.
“Okay.” Jellybean dashed inside to follow Betty’s instructions.
Following Jelly inside, Jughead and Betty paused in the living room to check on the twins. Though no one was paying attention to the television, the cartoon continued to play. DJ colored while Juni built with Duplos.
“Go on.” Jug turned off the tv. “I’ll keep an eye on the twins.”
“Can you read us a story?” Juni asked. She looked up at him with large hopeful eyes.
“Of course.” Jug settled on the couch and the twins were soon cuddled against his sides, each with a stack of books.
I love you, Betty mouthed silently as Jug settled in the center of the couch. The twins cuddled up at his sides, each with a stack of books.
Jug winked, and returned the sentiments in an equally silent, I love you.
Knowing her kids were in good hands, Betty proceeded to the kitchen on the ground floor. Jellybean had already started to lay out mixing bowls, measuring cups, and a pancake flipper.
“Thanks, that’s very helpful.” Betty set the coffee mugs in the sink as she washed her hands.
Jelly's cheeks colored at the praise. She hesitated a moment before asking shyly, “Can we have blueberry pancakes?”
Neither the twins nor Jughead were fond of blueberry pancakes, so Betty didn’t make them often.
“Certainly. And, I’ll let you in on a secret,” Betty whispered conspiratorially, “they’re my favorite too,”
In Jellybean’s answering grin, Betty saw a trace of Jughead’s mischievous glint. She also noted the acknowledgment in Jelly’s eyes that the girl recognized Betty as ally and an adult she could trust.
Betty’s heart soared. She couldn’t help but think that they were one step closer to becoming a family for keeps.
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jugheadthelesbian · 2 years
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my core four headcannons lol
tw: mentioned ed, mentioned intrusive thoughts, trauma, and internalized homophobia
archie:
good and sporty boy bi.
works out when he’s stressed.
shadow boxes as a stim.
he has a hard time eating and will work himself to the point of exhaustion bc of his time in prison.
he used to play guitar all the time but now he has trouble remembering it all.
he/him and didn’t really understand pronouns until jughead and veronica explained them to him.
he doesn’t cry easily and you can tell how mad he is if he cries.
hiram gave both him and vee horrible body issues.
he’s neurodivergent, probably ADD or ADHD.
has such a hard time with tone, bless his soul.
everyone thought he was the token straight friend of the group before he and jug dated.
he’s had a crush on jughead since they were kids.
came out to his dad right before his dad died.
jughead:
sad and poetic ace/gay.(he's canonically ace in the comics so i need that rep)
has a tumbler called yesihadanmcrphase and cheryl follows it but doesn’t know it’s him.
he wishes he wrote happy stories.
has horrible intrusive thoughts all the time.
really bad at showing emotions(has kanner’s syndrome).
he has ocd and kanner’s syndrome(which is under the autism spectrum) but was never treated for either up until fp got a stable job as the sheriff.
has always liked men and had a crush on archie(that is why his mom thought they were dating).
cries himself to sleep at night and has horrible night terrors.
secretly obsessed with harry styles and taylor swift lol.
he/they but doesn’t really care.
read a lot of lemony snicket books as a kid.
came out to his parents when he was like eight but didn’t come out to archie until junior year.
betty has known since eighth grade.
veronica guessed it.
betty:
preppy lesbian who likes nancy drew a little too much.
she has high masking BPD that was mistaken for psychosis disorder.
blames herself for what happened with the black hood and couldn’t look anyone in the eye after it was revealed to be her dad.
she loves true crime documentaries and the board game clue.
used to pray to be normal bc she grew up thinking liking girls was bad and that your brain shouldn’t work differently than others.
she got over that and jughead was the first person she came out to(polly was the next person).
she doesn’t know how to reject men so she just pretended her and jug were dating and now everyone thinks they are.
hates when people refer to them as #bughead bc she’s her own person.
she/her but doesn’t mind they/them.
penelope scott
veronica:
mafia queen bi girlboss.
really likes playing poker but their dad didn’t let her play it as a kid bc they’re a girl.
really hates being alone and likes being around people.
physical touch is their love language.
has body issues and anxiety from living with her dad and all the problems he caused.
really good at manipulating but also really easy to manipulate.
has depression but doesn’t talk ab it and prefers to act like everything is fine.
pronouns are they/she and their parents don’t know she’s bi or demigirl.
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bughead-quotes · 2 years
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Realistically, he would be a most unsuitable beau. At Thanksgiving his collar was clean but well worn and rather frayed. When he walks there is a slight rustling which convinces me that he uses newspaper to cover the holes in his boots. His office is in a most unfashionable part of the city and I am almost sure that he sleeps there. A corner of some kind of horse blanket protruded from a cabinet when I first called in order to commission his services. And yet … his eyes are compassionate and intelligent, a rare combination. His hair is as dark and shiny as a jet brooch. His voice is low and masculine, his fingers tapered and artistic. He is, in all things, exactly as a man should be, gentle but with steel behind the softness, clever but humble, determined but sensitive and, of course, he is wonderfully handsome. Perhaps, above all else, I am attracted by the way in which he asked for my observations before offering his own and when I began to explain my concerns he listened with great attention, even making notes. To be heard by a man is, surprisingly, quite thrilling. I kept looking into his eyes and it was only with the greatest difficulty that I was able to wrest away my gaze.
— The Case of the Bandaged Man by @thepointoftheneedle (submitted by @bughead-bones)
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