#jughead t shirts

[jhsharman]

Mickey Rat

At first I think that the choice was made in reprinting to fudge Mickey Mouse on this shirt -- evade copyright claims, and that this will produce something resembling one of the doppelganger parodies. But then I take a closer look and realize that in the first image, actually -- by hook or by crook -- Jughead is wearing not a Mickey Mouse shirt, but a Mickey Rat shirt -- the gnoshed at ears and the pointed snout coming around to something of Robert Armstrong's creation. That said, I do not know what the pointed ear follow up represents -- maybe an attempt not to get sued by Armstrong?

#Archie Comics #1974 #Jughead #Archie Andrews #Betty Cooper #beach #Concession stand #Walt Disney #Mickey Mouse #Robert Armstrong #Last Gasp Publications #Mickey Rat #blindfold #t-shirt #dan decarlo

[lostgirlfandom]

Mother Dearest

Part Two

Pairing: FP Jones x Female!Reader

Warnings: None, afab reader

Words: 958

Summery: Mama Jones meets Betty

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The next couple of days were spent in bliss. While you hated living in a trailer, it was home. Your family was home. You made sure Jug and JB were going to school, especially after getting Jellybean enrolled in school in Riverdale. You had officially moved back home.

You even got your old job back while FP was working with Fred at Andrews Construction. You got back into the habit of helping Jug with his writing.

One day, when you picked up JB from school you went ahead and headed to the high school to pick up Jughead. You stood in front of the school, leaning against the truck with JB sitting in the passenger seat playing with her Nintendo DS.

As you stood there, you kept getting glances from other students as school was let out. You had your hands in your pockets of your jeans as you crossed your legs with Timberlands on your feet. A flannel was over an old band t-shirt, which you were sure was your husbands from when you first started going out. You also had a jean jacket over that to keep you warm.

You then saw Jughead step out of the school with a pretty blonde girl, a raven haired girl, and a red headed boy. You were pretty sure that was Betty and Archie. Betty you vaguely remember from a couple times she played with the boys when they were younger. You and her mother, Alice, did not get along. Alice was ex-serpent which didn’t settle well with you as you had been a serpent since around the same time as FP. You didn’t trust her after she refused to acknowledge the fact that she came from the Southside.

While you were proud of the fact that you were a Serpent.

“Mrs. Jones!” Archie yelled loudly as he rushed to hug you. You laughed as you hugged him back. You always saw him as a second son and he always saw you as a second mother. You were always supportive of anything the kids did.

“Archie! You’ve gotten taller since I last saw you.” You told him as you let him go and patted his shoulder.

“That’s what happens when you get older.” He sassed with a grin on his lips.

You smiled and smacked him on the back of the head, making it jerk forward and him to scrunch his face up in a grimace. You always hit hard.

You then looked over at Jughead and saw him with his arm around Betty’s waist. You raised an eyebrow and Jug rushed to introduce the two girls. “Mom, I don’t know if you remember Betty, but this is Betty Cooper. My girlfriend.” He said kinda slowly as if he didn’t want you to know. “And this is Veronica Lodge.” He introduced the Hispanic girl on the other side of him.

“Hi, Mrs. Jones.” Betty said with a smile on her face. You smiled back and shook her hand that she held out.

“Hi, Betty. Yeah, I remember you. You sometimes played with the boys when you guys were younger. You guys can just call me Y/N. I don’t mind.” You turned to Archie. “I think I’ve told you multiple times.” He shrugged with a innocent smile. You laughed.

“Jughead, you didn’t tell me your mom was a badass.” Veronica said as she reached out her hand to shake.

You smirked and narrowed your eyes at her playfully. “Well that’s because she’s my mom. Although she has been my role model since I was maybe 5.” Jug said with a tone of sarcasm at the begin. “Not that I don’t love seeing you Mom. What are you doing here?”

You grinned. “You want a ride home, Jug?” You asked.

He made an ‘oh’ face as he threw his arm around Betty’s shoulders. “I was gonna walk Betty home.”

You smiled. “I can drive you both. Come on.” You then turned to the other two as Betty and Jug headed to the truck.

I think Betty was trying to be quiet but I heard her as she whispered to Jughead. “She is so much easier to talk to than your dad.” He chuckled.

“You two good?” You asked the other two high schoolers. Wanting to make sure they got home safe.

Veronica answered first. “Yeah, I’m at the Pembroke and it isn’t that far. Bye guys.” She then made her way in the direction of the Pembroke. You then turned to Archie.

“You good, kid?” You asked him.

“Yeah, dad should -” He was cut off as someone spoke up from behind you.

“Y/N?” You both turned around and saw Fred standing there.

“Hey, Fred!” You smiled. You missed your best friend. You had been friends with Fred and FP since you were all kids.

“Hey, dad.” Archie said as he walked over his dad. Fred patted his shoulder as he glanced at Archie before looking back at you. You smiled as you shoved your hands in your pockets of your jacket.

“Y/N. You’re back.” Fred smiled big at you.

“Yeah, hopefully for good.” You told him. He went to say something else but JB decided it would be a good time to honk the truck horn loudly.

Archie and Fred jumped at the loud sound while you set your face in a grimace of agitation.

“MA!!!! HURRY UP!”

You turned around with raised eyebrows. “Forsythia Penelope Jones!” You said sternly.

She shrunk down back into her seat as Jug laughed at her.

You sighed as you turned back to Fred and Archie who were chuckling.

“Well, I guess I’ll see you guys later.” You turned to the truck and went to the driver’s side with a wave over your shoulder.

#fp jones x reader #fp jones imagine #fp jones one shot #fp jones fanfiction #fandom imagine #reader insert #riverdale imagine #riverdale one shot #riverdale fanfiction #female reader #skeet ulrich imagine #skeet ulrich one shot #jughead jones imagine #jughead jones one shot

[thejugheadjones]

On Your Terms || Matt & Jughead 12/15/23

Jughead had no idea what had come over him when he'd made the decision to let a scene take place in his room. He knew he was going against his better judgement , but Jug found himself genuinely growing fond of Matt, and he knew it was only a matter of time before the other man found out Jughead wasn't your average Dominant. Yes, Jughead had made it clear he didn't submit but that didn't change the fact his mark was a Switch. He also knew there was a chance whatever friendship they were making would blow up in his face, but he'd made the choice to let Matt continue to assume he was a Dominant and Jughead was prepared to face the consequences for it.

He'd placed Matt under his orders beginning at 6pm on Friday night and they went until 6pm the following evening. The blonde had made the decision to want to stay so Jughead had made sure to clean up his never used spare room with fresh blankets for the other to use, unless Matt decided to share Jughead's bed when they both strictly slept. Matt had said sex was a limit and Jughead would respect that and avoid making anything sexual. The fact he had no intention of trying anything was the exact reason Jug had made it clear staying over wasn't an expectation.

Overall, the scene wasn't mean to be anything terribly intense. He'd already placed the supplies in his bedroom and closed the door. He was dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He'd not put on one of his jackets and he'd even chosen to do without his hat and had left that sitting on his dresser in his room. He'd told Matt 6pm and he trusted the other man to be punctual with his arrival.

@matt-fabray

#para: all #para: on your terms #para: matt #matt

[archietransdrews]

literally talking to the walls of my room like. riverdale's internal logic relies on the explanatory power of one's origins to an absurd degree, framing the actions of the protagonists as prescribed by their generational predecessors to such an extreme that the town's founding years not only provide meaning, context, and motive to current events as is typical in an archetypal place-based narrative but futhermore exert a horrifying control over the characters, compelling them to repeat or rebel against the actions of long-dead townspeople to whom they are only distantly related. these scenes from the past, when included in the show, are filmed using the same actors as the present-day scenes, producing the past as not only reminiscent of but in some aspects identical to the present. blood and bloodlines are used by various characters as explanatory schemas for the behavior of different characters throughout; riverdale is a place overdetermined by its own origins to the point that our protagonists spend years trying and usually failing to escape the combined generational curses of an entire town whose entire history consists in the repetition of its own genesis ad nauseum. does this seeming over-reliance on origins exaggerate the process to the point of effective parody, or does it merely & more straight-forwardly reinforce the [genetic] origin as privileged locus of [fictional] meaning?

a potentially conflictual reading of riverdale's historical "origins" is that they are invented or produced through the act of jughead's narration of riverdale as text; this reading posits that there is no "before" the pilot of riverdale, save what jughead invents to give additional meaning to the events which make up his plots. riverdale is his puppet show; everything in the text has been filtered through his point of view, which is to say that everything acquires the exact same level of (un)reality, whether it's a comic book character come to life or the sins of one's ancestors. in this framing, the true origin, and the key to whatever meaning might be made of this text, is the moment jughead's narration begins in the pilot with "our story is about a town.." in foregrounding jughead's ongoing acts of authorship and creation which function to continually produce the narrative & all it contains, riverdale destabilizes epigenetic origin as a locus of meaning by framing it as in some way artificial, invented, unreal; however, it does this by substituting another, no less authoritative, specifically authorial origin in its place.

and there is still a THIRD possible genealogy through which we can read riverdale as understanding itself, namely the genealogy of the cinematic canon. we well know that riverdale is constantly referring back to earlier moments in the history of film, from 70s noirs to 80s coming of age movies to 90s thrillers to etc. etc., not so much situating itself within this history as aiming to encompass all of the various stages of the medium's development. this argument could be broadened to include the histories of other prominent cultural forms, namely the novel and the comic strip; the meaning in riverdale might be said to be primarily derived from comic conventions, the principles of character creation and economy of image that have governed strips for decades and which now cause riverdale characters to wear outfits that have no in-world meaning except to refer back to their original iconic wardrobes, e.g. archie and jughead's S and R t-shirts.

which of these frames has the most explanatory power? which best helps us to understand or analyze why events in riverdale play out the way they do? i think in most cases one needs some combination of the three to be able to even begin getting at what's going on, which suggests that at least part of riverdale's project is the destabilization of the genealogical narrative via the introduction of several distinct, at times competing, narrative origins. riverdale is a story whose meaning is located simultaneously in the past, the act of narration, and the development of cinema and comics as mediums. while this structure does not necessarily step outside of the dominant symbolic framework that looks to origins in order to generate the meaning of a text, it is in typical riverdale fashion that the show wants to do everything at once, meaning in this case that rather than privileging one frame through which we are meant to make sense of the show's content, we are given to several possible readings which are all compelling in their own ways & when taken together succeed in troubling the final authority of any one interpretation.

#took a break from the liveblog this week to watch some other programs but she is still HEAVILY. on my mind #the jughead paradox is going to blow this whole thing wide open btw #syllabus

[shiftythrifting]

various finds from across portland, OR and vancouver, WA

1. jughead t-shirt that said something like "my sardonic humor is just my way of relating to the world."

2. bedazzled bowling shirt

3. cross stitch of a number 1 bear and his dog

4. t-shirt that reads "cardinals appear when angels are near..."

5. faceless one direction hoodie that would've come home with me if it hadn't been too small :(

#thrifting #shiftythrifting #submission #or #wa #shirts #welcome to my TwIsTeD mInD #sports #bowling #cross stitch #crafts #bears #birds #one direction #hoodies #needlework

[herebythebays]

Redraw 2023

Redraw of a drawing I made late 2022 (original under the cut)

[ ID: Two characters, Jughead (left) and Veronica (right) are standing in the drawing. They are their Archie horror counterparts (Jughead being a werewolf and Veronica being a vampire) and are dressed in diffrent clothing. Jughead wears his whopee cap, a striped t-shirt and dark overalls. Veronica is wearing a more victorian esque vampire outfit with a white blouse with a red vest over it and with a ruffled tie or however they’re called. Both of them are looking at the camera with jughead biting into a sandwhich whilst doing so. ]

#archie comics #crocdocz art #riverdale #jughead jones #veronica lodge #va #Vampironica #jughead the hunger #aroace jughead #made in ibis paint #ibispaintdrawing #redraw #my art #art improvement #riverdale cw

[kazbrekkersrightglove]

Hi my name is Billy Dark'ness Dementia Ratboy Loomis and I have short greasy hair (that's how I got my name) and icy blue eyes like limpid tears and a lot of people tell me I look like Jughead Jones (AN: if u don't know who he is get da hell out of here!). I'm not related to dr Sam Loomis but I wish I was because he's a major fucking hottie. I'm not a vampire but blood makes me horny and I like to murder people instead of going to therapy to sort out my mommy issues. I'm a soft boy tm (in case you couldn't tell) and I dress like James Dean. For example today I was wearing a white T-shirt and black jeans. I was wearing black lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner and red eye shadow. Casey Becker was staring at me so I put up my middle finger at her.

#scream #my immortal #idk either #can you tell i’m sleep deprived #billy loomis

[riverdale-retread]

This is for the Sweet Pea fandom which is like, I dunno, four people maximum probably on the planet.

Sweet Pea was so funny to me because everyone in the show acted like they expected him to be illiterate, but actually he read the local paper very closely and he cares very much about things like the school musical and the yearbook!

And his arms are too big for shirts of any kind, so he is constantly in a season by himself, as though he's not in the same timezone as Jughead Jones, for instance, who is wearing a flannel over a T shirt AND a hat.

#riverdale sweet pea #always reblog sweet pea #riverdale 5.3 #riverdale s5 #retread liveblog #retread originals

[imreallyloveleee]

“Jughead?”

At the sound of his name, Jughead shoves his phone into his back pocket, looks up, and freezes. 

The woman standing in the doorway — with a bouncy blonde ponytail, collared sweater, and the greenest eyes he’s ever seen — is not what he’d envisioned when he scheduled a consultation with a tattoo cover-up specialist. 

“Jughead Jones?” she repeats, sounding slightly unsure this time. 

“Yeah, no, that’s me.” He clears his throat as he rises to his feet, and she smiles.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Betty.” With a wave of her hand, she leads him into a small room at the back of the shop, gesturing towards the black tattoo chair in the corner for him to take a seat. “And you’re looking to cover up a back tattoo, is that right?”

“That’s right.”

“Great.” Betty blinks at him for a moment, then asks, “So can I see it?”

“Right. Yeah, of course.” With a slight shake of his head, Jughead pulls his t-shirt over his head, taking care to ensure his gray beanie doesn’t come off with it. 

He twists around so she can see the tattoo in question, a name spelled out in black script across his left shoulder: Jessica.

“Okay,” Betty says after a brief pause. “So this is either going to be fairly easy or really hard, depending on what you want.”

Jughead cranes his head over his shoulder to see her, and immediately regrets it. From a distance, she was distractingly pretty; up close, she’s dazzling. 

Turning back towards the wall, he says, “Easy, please.”

“Oh — so you don’t have a design in mind?”

He glances at her again. “Not really. Was I supposed to?” 

“Well, usually, but — we can work together on something. That actually might make it easier. Some people come in with, like, a big black Celtic knot on their chest and think I can magically turn it into a field of yellow daisies.” 

Betty smiles again, and Jughead feels his insides turn to goo. 

Goddammit.

He’s here to erase the final vestiges of his latest romantic entanglement — not knot himself up in a new one. Especially not with the woman doing the erasing, for that matter. 

“Of course, you could also go the laser removal route, if there’s nothing you’re excited to replace it with,” she continues, oblivious to the fact that she’s utterly charming him with nothing more than what is probably her standard spiel for new clients. “But since it’s black, you’re probably looking at at least ten to twelve sessions, and there still might be kind of a smudge left there at the end.”

Jughead had in fact looked into laser removal, and come to the similar conclusion that driving over an hour back and forth to the dermatology clinic in Greendale a dozen times was an exorbitantly long amount of time to spend undoing a decision that he’d made in roughly ten seconds. Besides, spending more time around Betty hardly seems like a chore.

“I’m sure we’ll come up with something I’m excited about.” 

Betty leaves the room, returning with an armful of books and binders filled with design ideas. “See if anything in these inspires you, and I’ll tell you if it’s doable,” she explains.

To his surprise, rather than leaving Jughead alone to peruse the artwork, she settles back into the chair opposite him and begins to flip idly through one of the books herself. “Feel free to tell me if I’m being too nosy,” she says lightly, “but sometimes it’s helpful with creating a new design if I know the story behind the old one.” 

Jughead cringes — he’d figured this was coming. “There’s not much of a story,” he admits. “My now-ex-girlfriend and I did shrooms on a weekend trip to the city and she somehow convinced me to get her name tattooed across my back while I was tripping balls.”

Betty clucks her tongue in disapproval. “A decent artist wouldn’t tattoo a guy who shows up tripping balls.”

“A decent artist wouldn’t get the phone number of the girlfriend whose name a guy was getting tattooed across his back,” he replies. “And a decent girlfriend wouldn’t text him for a booty call literally the next day. But that’s why she’s an ex-girlfriend, not a decent girlfriend.”

Betty snorts, immediately followed by a soft gasp as she claps her hand across her mouth. “I’m sorry. That’s not funny.”

Jughead grins as he flips to the next page in his book. “No, it is. And it was months ago, I’m over it. You’re welcome to viciously mock me for my poor decision-making skills. Everyone else in my life already has.” Chief among them being his sister, JB, but even his best friend Archie — who himself harbored a laundry list of embarrassing romantic mishaps — had got in a few good digs. 

“I have one rule: I don’t make fun of my clients,” Betty insists, though the slant of her mouth suggests otherwise. “But maybe it’ll make you feel better to know that you’re not alone.” 

“Honestly, it makes me feel like a cliche.” 

“Well, everyone deserves a second chance.” 

Something about the way she says it draws his gaze back to her face, but her own eyes are trained down on the pages in her lap. Jughead feels a sudden, desperate urge to know more about her. 

“Feel free to tell me if I’m being too nosy,” he begins slowly. “But most tattoo artists I’ve met are pretty much covered in tattoos themselves.” 

A faint pink flush rises on Betty’s cheeks as she meets his questioning gaze. “How do you know I’m not?”

It’s a fair point. The only bare skin she has on display is that of her hands, her neck, and her face. 

But the mere suggestion of more — the thought of peeling away her clothes to find the warm, smooth, inked up skin beneath — is too much for him to handle right now.

With a sly twist to her lips, Betty holds one arm out towards him, pushing back the sleeve of her sweater to reveal the underside of her wrist. What looks like the curled end of a dragon’s tail peeks out from the edge. 

“My parents strongly disapprove, so I don’t get inked anywhere that I can’t cover up with my clothes. It’s silly, but makes visits home a lot easier to bear.” She shrugs. “And it’s cold out today.” 

Jughead swallows. “That’s a shame. Just that little bit of it looks pretty cool.”

“Maybe I’ll let you see the whole thing when you come back for your next appointment.” 

Betty holds his gaze for a beat. Then — to his horror — she bursts into laughter.

She presses her palms to her cheeks, which have grown bright red. “I’m so sorry. I’m not normally this…I didn’t mean for that to sound like…god, you must think I’m so unprofessional.”

“No, no. It’s okay.” Jughead laughs, too, certain his own red-hot face matches hers. “I — well, I’d like that.” He closes the book in his lap, leaning slightly forward. “Maybe we could keep working on a design over drinks tonight?”

Betty presses her lips together, her nose scrunching up adorably. “I actually have two rules. I also don’t date my clients.” 

Jughead shoots her a crooked smile. “Then I guess I’ll have to go with the laser removal, after all.” 

#bughead #bughead fic #jughead jones #betty cooper #riverdale #riverdale fic #lolol i should be writing one of my 80 WIPs but i could not get this au prompt out of my head so here we are #also i love jessica and the thought of her chaos rubbing off on jughead #i hope u enjoy!! <3 #oh also i don't have any tattoos but i can only assume if someone showed up with zero ideas the artist would be like gtfo #but it's jughead! he's cute! she can't resist him!

[generic-wattpad-badboy]

Omg love your writing could I please have sweetpea headcanons 😫😫

Sweetpea headcanons

Sweetpea comes across as an intimidating person but you know better, The guy practically melts around you.

sweetpea is hella protective and possessive ( not the toxic kind)

He knows you can handle yourself but he'll always be there to back you up

midnight motorbike rides

he lets you steal his serpent jacket all the time even when you have your own

he totally finds it hot when you stand up for him ( Reggie)

double dates with choni

he has no shame at all he's always all over you no matter where you are.

he's always touching you ( arm over the shoulder, holding your hand ,hugging you from behind)

he likes watching you study, he thinks you're so smart

" sweets stop staring its distracting me"

" I cant help it if my boyfriend is hot especially when he's being all nerdy, it get me all hot and bothered"

The amount of times toni and fangs have had to leave the room because of you two is to many to count

you're both constantly flirting with each other even after getting together

The rest of the serpents know to always knock before entering a room when your both in it. Jughead learnt that the hard way he still doesn't let it go.

sweet loves cuddling he likes being the big spoon

16+

hickey kink

sweetpea likes topping but he's not going to complain when you want to.

finds it hot when you get bossy in bed

he likes when you wear his clothes whilst you're having sex( sweatshirt, t shirt

Sweetpea is totally into fucking in public places he shouldn't.

#x male reader #riverdale x male reader #sweetpea x male reader #sweet pea #riverdale #x male!reader

[jhsharman]

Brains No Longer In?

I would stick with the yellow frowny face -- a direct derivation from the popular yellow smiley face. The only other coloring of this iconography I know of is the green "Mr. Yuk" sticker -- t-shirts inevitably exist as the UPMC Children's Hospital of Pittsburg clearly know there will be a market for it, but -- it sure is an anti-social message for a t-shirt.

I don't know why they ditched Dilton's smarts-affirming shirt. Don't want to offend the non-smart, I suppose.

#Archie Comics #Smiley #Frowny #Archie Andrews #Betty Cooper #Jughead #Dilton Doliey #park bench #Back to school #T-shirts #Mr. Yuk #Dan Decarlo #1989 #Anticipation

[maya-matlin]

Name a show (or two or three!) that you once loved but now kind of can't stand? (Sadly, Gilmore Girls tops that list for me---please don't hate me!)

On a brighter note, which 1-2 shows did you once dislike but now love?

Name 1-2 ships that you once loved but grew to dislike

Name 1-2 ships that you once disliked but now love :)

Shows I once loved but now can't stand: (I promise I don't hate you!)

1.) Riverdale obviously tops the list. I genuinely think the first season was good and still enjoyed parts of seasons 2 and 3, but at a certain point the writers' resentment of the fans and careless writing was practically slapping me in the face. It wasn't just that Betty and Jughead were broken up, though that didn't help. It was as though no one, the creator of the show included, was aware of what made the show popular in the first place. The entirety of the time jump years were insulting, with the last two seasons being particularly bad. Rather than owning up to their failure, they literally switched up the genre, blew up the original universe, and sent the "characters" back in time. It's going to be a very long time before I can think too hard about Riverdale without feeling the bile coming up in my throat.

2.) 13 Reasons Why. I still think the first two seasons are overall pretty good in spite of some questionable choices and the disturbing need to be so graphic in the name of getting their points across. But by the end, it went from being a show about a group of kids brought together by the same shared experience, the suicide of Hannah Baker, to a show that attempted to humanize rapists.

3.) Gossip Girl lost me by the end. I feel like with time, so much of the joy was drained from the show. It was replaced by the inevitability that the elite would always be on top and that the only way to earn anyone's respect is to throw away your morality. And even then, this only works out if you're a man. In the case of someone like Jenny Humphrey, you end up being banished forever for getting taken advantage of by the town serial rapist. And the sole remaining bright spot of the show, the love story between Dan and Blair, was trashed to go back to the original couples.

Shows that I once disliked but now love:

1.) This isn't totally accurate, but I remember thinking that Friends was so overrated based on seeing only a handful of episodes. At the time, it was everywhere. There were board games, best of DVD's, card games, t-shirts, soundtracks, etc. I just didn't get the appeal. Now, I totally do. While I agree that aspects of the show didn't age perfectly and I actively dislike one of the main two ships, Ross/Rachel, Friends is now one of my comfort show and one of my all time favorites.

Honestly, that's about it. I can't think of another show.

Couples that I once loved but grew to dislike:

1.) Chuck and Blair (Gossip Girl). When I first watched the show as a teenager, these two were my favorite couple. At least at first. Now, I genuinely don't know what I saw in them. I mainly enjoyed the chemistry and the back and forth during the first season with Chuck pining and Blair being a first choice. By the second season, I was already over the mind games. Then after that, all hell broke loose.

2.) Johnny and Alli. I feel like I've gone through different phases with these two, each one of them ending with the realization that actually, their relationship was even more horrifying that I'd realized. In my defense, I was literally Alli's age during season 8. I liked seeing the smart, rebellious girl pursuing and trying to tame the unattainable, secretly smart, bad boy. I liked seeing Johnny's softness around Alli even though the last thing he wanted to do was admit he could have real feelings for someone so much younger. But later, I obviously realized what a massive asshole Johnny was. Having genuine feelings and viewing Alli as "different" than other girls meant absolutely nothing considering so many of his interactions with Alli came across as emotionally abusive, culminating with him sharing pictures of her 14/15 year old naked body with his equally older friend. Johnny didn't want to show any weakness or vulnerability, and he took all of his hang ups out on Alli. Sickening.

Couples that I once disliked but now love:

1.) Sav and Holly J. The first time I watched season 10, I was mad about their relationship. At the time, I was much more into Sav/Anya and Declan/Holly J. I couldn't get past the idea of the two characters with their first loves, particularly Anya being betrayed by her best friend and her ex-boyfriend, even though Anya herself was never that bothered by it. But through multiple rewatches, they've become one of my favorite couples on the show. They were so sweet and healthy. The fact their previous relationships were treated as something ultra serious that just HAD to work out makes Holly J and Sav basically just feeling things out with each other that much more refreshing.

2.) Mia and Nicholas (The Princess Diaries 2). I was a huge fan of the first movie. I never even read the book series. All I knew was that Michael was the perfect boyfriend for Mia and no one could possibly compete with that. When I saw the second movie in theaters and Mia ended up with someone totally new with Michael not even being a consideration, I was furious. I think it took me years to watch the second movie again, even though I owned the first one on DVD. A few years ago, I revisited both movies and was blown away by how much better Mia and Nicholas worked for me than Mia and Michael. While Mia's relationship with Michael was sweet as a first love, teen relationship, I feel like Mia really connected with Nicholas as a woman. They had so much passion and surprisingly, things in common. They challenged each other and lifted each other up, and it's so easy to imagine them living happily ever after in royal harmony.

#mayamatlinscello #Long post

[pansyfemme]

going out with my family places is such an attraction to everyone around us bc all of my family members are queer and neurodivergent with very specific ways we like to dress so its always like. relativly normal looking woman and her husband who has been wearing a bowler hat and a button up over a jughead t shirt everyday since sixth grade, and their two sons, one of which is six feet tall in full black including a trenchcoat and a shaved head and the other one, me, a five foot four decora boy. its a fucking mess

#im the only diagnosed autistic but i stg my dad is too i am sure of it. my mom too #my brother is not but he has adhd.

[mean-vampyre]

I have a job interview next week and I'm feeling soooo jughead about my outfit choice. should i wear my frilly floral spring dresses? should I do my 1940s thrifted a line skirt and lesbian librarian cardigan look? would my victorian structured goth widow dress and shawl be more professional? gay icon music t shirt and overalls and flannel and colorful socks??? Have you ever see me without this silly and camp fashion sense on? That’s weird. I’m weird. I’m a weirdo.

#overthinking it because i need to look cool and hip for a digital something something job #i need to project i love tv i know tv i breath tv and i am passionate about hard work being exploited capitalism #i am a professional working woman and a cool internet girl #what a strange balance

[queen-of-the-queers]

✨ jabitha

Thanks for the ask <3

Here's a little something I wrote based off something that was written in to @jabitha-endgame and her response to it, a few months ago (about Jughead reading Tabitha's mind while she's having a dream)

:)

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Tabitha stands behind the Pop’s counter, chatting excitedly with her boyfriend across the diner. All of a sudden, a man wearing a leather jacket and ripped jeans barges through the door, pointing a gun at her. She falls silent, clamping her eyes shut as the bullet collides with her chest.

The room goes black, flashing to a vivid image of her running around Sweet Water River, tears flooding her cheeks with every step. Finally, the scape cuts to Pop’s, where Tabitha lies on the ground as blood seeps out of a gash on her head, painting the tiles a deep red.

Suddenly, Jughead opened his eyes, the mumbling of his girlfriend’s dreams still lingering in his mind. He hadn’t meant to witness it, but in his drowsy mental state it was difficult not to. But now, he felt more awake than ever.

He rolled over, gazing at her sleeping form. Tabitha was cuddling into him from behind, her arms around his waist and head tucked snugly into the crook of his neck. She looked peaceful, wearing one of his old t-shirts, with the bed sheet tucked around her waist, concealing her bare legs; nothing about her exterior appearance revealed the trouble brewing in her mind. He gently rolled over, so that their faces were mere centimetres away from each other. Her breath felt warm against his cheek. With her eyes still closed, Tabitha shimmied closer towards him, burying her head in his chest, with their torsos pressed together, a soft smile playing across her face. He planted a kiss on her forehead. 

“I’m not going to let anyone hurt you,” he whispered into the dark..

And that’s how they stayed for the rest of the night, until she woke up for her shift the next morning, to find her boyfriend’s arms wrapped protectively around her, warm and comfortable.

..

Hope you enjoyed this <3 Comments and reblogs always appreciated.

xoxo

#riverdale #jabitha #tabitha tate #jughead jones #riverdale season six #riverdale spoilers #rivvie dale takes #asks #muaficcies #ask game

[pleckthaniel]

My Jughead costume is coming along beautifully (i now own a t shirt with an S on it)

#scout talks