“Cheryl’s clipped inquisition brokers no room for rebuttal, just a passing massacre of words, heaping damaging idioms like death by a thousand cuts.” I love your Cheryl. She’s so deliciously cruel.
“It is a weak joke, playing along, busy summer, ha-ha, but the reference is lost on Mantle. “ I also love the Reggie/Jughead dynamic here.
“Kill or be killed, Jones.” Oof. I mean, he’s not wrong. Lolsob.
“She doesn’t realize she left red crescent moon prints on his jacket as she flutters off to class.” Marking! I love it, especially as a contrast to their cute banter. I also love that she touches his jacket where Reggie manhandled him. I just love your sense of symmetry.
“he knows Betty Cooper will go down with the lot of them, follow loyally, blindly, faithfully.” My heart! This is such an excellent and tragic section, especially followed by this: “the elastic happiness in her body that always inevitably bounces back.” I feel like Jughead consistently overstates her resilience, because he needs her to be unbreakable.
“He traces the hopes and dreams he carved into the trunk supporting their treehouse, theirs, the one they built together with the help of all their fathers.” I love that their fathers contributed to the treehouse!!! Genius! And I love that the treehouse is this site of behavior that evokes Hal/F.P. in its creepiness and dehumanization while also being the site of behavior rooted in love and devotion, like that which Fred has always offered. FRED! My heart!
“You can come home, if you need to, Jug,” he offers even though he doesn’t mean it, standard FP lip service. He’s the one that asked Jug to leave.” I adore this twist on his staying at the Twilight. All the changes you make to canon are just so perfect. I remain in awe of the seamlessness of this narrative. Each tab fits precisely into its corresponding slot.
“He wants to slide his arm along her shoulders, comfort her, but figures the last time a boy did this, just minutes ago when Chuck did this, it didn’t end well.” He’s so sensitive and attuned to her!
“He reaches to nudge her awake, spies a smudge of red on her chin, visceral like a nick but it’s just lipstick, a color she never wears.” I love this image so much!
“She feels childish in her sadly hopeful pink dress, slipping her arms under the white cardigan to cover the strategic cutouts across her waist. Even offering this much of herself, two small patches of bare skin, felt like an exercise in futility.” Gorgeous gorgeous line.
“He tries to pay for his ticket, but Archie steals his wallet. Betty with the assist as she blocks Jughead from reaching into Archie’s hoodie pocket, distracts him by twining her body around his arm again and dragging him into the theatre.” This is so so sweet! They’re so so young!
“I’m happy you happened.” Something her parents must tell her every round of her birthday. Something he’s never heard before. Something no one ever thought to tell him. He cries quietly for the first half of the movie.” This made me cry too.
“It’s a thing, your bend-to-my-will-and-little-mermaid-eyes face, cute but devious.” I love this line to pieces.
“He smells so much like the Andrews house now, too much like Archie sometimes, that she has to bury her nose deeper into his denim jacket to get the rest of him, the elements that make him.” I love this, not only because it communicates how entrenched he is with Fred& Archie (if only Fred could just adopt them all and take them all away!) but also that she is completely over Archie.
“but now it feels like a brand for the world to see, his brand.” !!!
“Archie holds him for another few breaths, waits for Jughead’s blood to simmer down from its boil.” I love Archie here. It’s funny, I spend so much time in this story contemplating all the ways Betty and Jughead accept/adore/excuse/fetishize/forgive each other’s darkest actions that I forget that the Andrews do it, too (in a limited sense).
“Archie shouts through the hall that he’s going to wrap his cake, put it in the fridge for later, like Jughead didn’t just almost stab Chuck Clayton in a room full of their drunken peers.l” This made me lol.
“He starts to depart back down the ladder that Archie holds steady for him, but he clips back up quickly to leave her with one last parting thought, one more truth.” Again, what a brotp.
“She’s watching him, no longer near crying, eyes dry and green, studying him. That hurts, too, more. He might as well have stabbed himself.” Both of them consider being seen to be the worst case scenario & it hurts me so much!
“Jug would have adored that one, her small nod to Coppola.” What a fantastic detail.
I just adore all of this, and I appreciate it even more on each pass.
Sometimes I think about how long this story would’ve been if I’d devoted more time to external relationships, and then my brain implodes.
“So while the chapter on their last huntsman closes, they both sit on the next blank page as edited versions of themselves wondering where the story goes from there. No, amended. Amended is better. Amended and more developed versions of themselves, because he is more than before, better than before, and whole despite all the people missing from their lives now, his father, hers. But, he knows from experience that when you cut the head off one monster, another inevitably grows back in its place.” My heart! There’s so much dread and so much hope and I just. I am just full of feelings. thank you 🥰
“he knows Betty Cooper will go down with the lot of them, follow loyally, blindly, faithfully.” My heart! This is such an excellent and tragic section, especially followed by this: “the elastic happiness in her body that always inevitably bounces back.” I feel like Jughead consistently overstates her resilience, because he needs her to be unbreakable. yep, and this really manifests in the aftermath of penny, doesn’t it?
“You can come home, if you need to, Jug,” he offers even though he doesn’t mean it, standard FP lip service. He’s the one that asked Jug to leave.” I adore this twist on his staying at the Twilight. All the changes you make to canon are just so perfect. I remain in awe of the seamlessness of this narrative. Each tab fits precisely into its corresponding slot. thank you so much! I hope this all makes sense, especially after the Jason blossom reveal. I didn’t want to say everything outright, but I hope the implications were clear, you know, that fp probably tanked even more after the Jason blossom murder, and adding the heat around it, he thought it was probably best that jug stayed somewhere else for safety reasons as well as resentment towards jughead for what happened.
“I’m happy you happened.” Something her parents must tell her every round of her birthday. Something he’s never heard before. Something no one ever thought to tell him. He cries quietly for the first half of the movie.” This made me cry too. 🤍 I ugly sobbed.
“Archie holds him for another few breaths, waits for Jughead’s blood to simmer down from its boil.” I love Archie here. It’s funny, I spend so much time in this story contemplating all the ways Betty and Jughead accept/adore/excuse/fetishize/forgive each other’s darkest actions that I forget that the Andrews do it, too (in a limited sense). I believe veronica mentions it in a later chapter, too, how archie and betty seem to give jug a free pass on many things, and I think that comes with people you’ve grown up with, because archie and betty understand jughead on a much deeper level than outsiders; they know his background, the worst and best parts of him.
I just adore all of this, and I appreciate it even more on each pass. thank you, I’m so glad 🤍🤍🤍
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