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Nace Fic!

I am so excited to share the project @thatiranianphantom and I have been keeping under wraps! I cannot even tell you.

The Nancy Drew writers were kind enough to leave us with the richest, most beautiful tapestry to continue the Drew Crew story, and this is our contribution to it.

This takes place just post 04x05.

Separated for a year after their attempt at breaking the curse, Nancy and Ace are back in town for the Fanson wedding. When a new mystery takes over the town, can they reconcile the past with the present?

Check out chapter 1 of I Couldn't Tell You (This is All I Wanted), and please let us know what you think.

Have I mentioned how excited we are. It's Nace time!

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New Fic—Based on a Prompt

Thanks @bugheadcentral for this year's Bughead Appreciation Week!

Years ago (okay, three), @daphnesvieira sent me a fic prompt. I started writing it that day, and chapter 1 is finally ready. With the rest soon to follow.

Can't say I'm not persistent, yeah?

It's time for Veronica's annual Secret Santa party, and she's got very detailed plans for our Riverdale favorites. Jughead should probably pay a bit of attention, but be doesn't. He'll have to make up for his mistake somehow.

Check out Better Than Pizza and let me know what you think!

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Bughead Appreciation Week—The Parking Space Fic

Bughead Appreciation Week seemed like the perfect time to debut this little bit of fluff.

Betty moves into Jughead's building and immediately gets on his cranky side by taking over his parking space.

Is he predictably dramatic and ridiculous about it? Yes. Does poor Archie have to listen to him bang on about it? You know he does. Will Jughead get the fuck over his fixation and focus on the gorgeous blonde two doors down? Gee, I wonder.

Check out The Ridiculous Crusade of Jughead Jones and let me know what you think!

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WIP Wednesday

I'm writing this fic. Jughead ends up running an inn. A sort of Hallmark movie homage. Here's part of it.

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Until his dad summoned him and his sister to the outskirts of Riverdale, dotted with stone cottages and clusters of bowing trees, Forsythe “Jughead” Jones had believed his great-grandfather (creatively named Forsythe Jones I) had owned three things.

A double-wide trailer that reeked of Nicotine and dried sweat,

A Glock semi-automatic pistol that he wore in its holster when he was sober, and in the back pocket of his jeans when he wasn’t;

And a cracking leather jacket adorned with an acid green snake and the name of the motorcycle gang he loved more than his family.

Oh, and a liver to about a fourth its normal size, shriveled and yellowed.

So, four things.

Of course, Jughead could be forgiven for not knowing much about his long-deceased grandfather. He’d met the man exactly twice: when Forsythe had shown up uninvited at the door of his childhood trailer, telling Jughead’s father he needed him in a firefight; and when FP had finally given into his father’s complaining and taken his kids to visit Forsythe. The arrival of the motorcycle gang he shared with his father, a rather ferocious gang of men who needed help with a drug deal gone wrong.

[some stuff, skipping it so this won't be too long]

That’s why it was a shock—a jaw-dropping, eye-widening shock—when FP gathered his adult children in the living room of his trailer and told them that his father had left him something in his will.

Jughead and Jellybean had no idea their grandfather had died.

Jughead spoke first because Jellybean seemed unable to form words. “Did you say he left you an inn?”

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Three Days of So-Called Peace, Love, and Music. Or, How We Came to Loathe Camping

It's been a minute, but hopefully the latest chapter is worth the wait. @middleagedresidentofriverdale and I both feel we've outdone ourselves this time and hope you like where things end up. Goodness knows, you've all been waiting long enough...

In Chapter 19: Fire, the shit begins to hit the fan in more ways than one. Also, things somehow get hotter, despite the sun going down.

Start from the beginning here.

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a shot in the dark, chapter 7

“Betty,” he repeats, like he’s trying out how ridiculous it sounds as he stalks closer. Willing Jughead to stay frozen in place, she juts her chin out and squares her shoulders, allowing her anger to burn through any fear. Closer up, she can smell the alcohol from his breath, that sweat and sex stench of the Wyrm on his skin.

He studies her, but when he speaks, it’s directed back to Jughead. “Never thought I’d see the fuckin day, son. But I ‘spose I can’t blame you.” FP circles her, and Betty wills herself to stand firm, but not frozen. It’s a naked sensation after all these weeks not to have a gun in her hand. Jug’s knife is still in her boot—she takes a deeper breath at the thought. 

“But I’m still gonna need more details on how this came to be. I can tell she ain’t a whore, and she been well fucking kept for most of her life. Hunger looks new on you, Miss—well, I suppose I should say, Mrs. motherfuckin’ Jones. Pardon my French.”

Her eyes narrow. “I speak French,” she tosses back. “And Betty’s just fine.”

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7x20 fixit update

Thanks as always for your support of my 7x20 fixit, Though Lovers Be Lost, Love Shall Not.

I am almost done with it, and we're close to intersecting with the last chapter, Betty and Jughead's last day together.

Today we move on to the 90s: Little Souls Find Their Way to You (the Carla Chapter). Betty and Jughead deal with memories, concerns, and their daughter's first heartbreak. Fifty-something Jughead is as extra and dramatic as always.

If you want to let me know what you think, I'd love to hear your thoughts.

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Three Days of So-Called Peace, Love, and Music. Or, How We Came to Loathe Camping

Chapter 18: Time Bomb. It's Sunday, the last official day of Woodstock '99 and things somehow just keep getting worse. At least Betty and Jughead have each other, right?

Tick, tick, tick... (Hiram Lodge would be proud)

Start from the beginning here.

Apologies for yet another delay, but @middleagedresidentofriverdale and I continue to plug away at this little fic of ours! In fact, we're getting very close to the end...

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BEING A LIST OF THE THIRTEEN GREATEST RIVERDALE LINES, ON THE OCCASION OF THAT SHOW'S TERMINATION

As our much loved/hated show comes to an end, I feel compelled to record, for posterity, the greatest thirteen pieces of dialogue to spring from the pens of RAS and his henchmen. It was, of course, originally a top ten list, but I simply could not exclude a few of these treasures. Without further ado: 

13. 

“I dropped out in the 4th grade, to sell drugs, to support my nana.” 

“That means you haven't known the triumphs and defeats, the epic highs and lows of high school football.” 

Spoken by: an inmate of Leopold and Loeb Juvenile Detention Center, and Archie Andrews. 

In: 3 x 2 

Yeah, okay, this one had to be on the list. It’s funny, I’ll admit. It’s a great example of the overwrought semi-sincere melodrama that helped make this show so special. It’s low on the list largely because The Normies got their hands on it, so every time I hear someone make a reference I get all “do not cite the deep magic to me, witch.” 

12. 

“No! No! What are we supposed to do now? I’m horny as heck!”

Spoken by: Archie Andrews 

In: 7 x 16

Season 7 is undeniably dreadful, and yet there are diamonds in the rough. The occasion is the failure of a projector, just as Archie and Reggie prepare to watch a pornographic film. The utter desperation with which KJ Apa delivers this line is exquisite. One is made to feel they are witnessing a genuine tragedy. 

11. 

“Tonight, they’re making an exception and debuting a cover of the song my parents claim they were listening to the night Jason and I were conceived.” 

Spoken by: Cheryl Blossom. 

In: 1 x 1 

Really a fantastic line. A wonderful encapsulation of the casual absurdity of Cheryl’s character, and a foretaste of the lunacy we would plumb in later episodes and seasons. 

10. 

“In case you haven’t noticed, I’m weird. I’m a weirdo. I don’t fit in and I don’t want to fit in. Have you ever seen me without this stupid hat on? That’s weird.” 

Spoken by: Jughead Jones

In: 1 x 10

A genuine classic. “High school football” before “high school football.” One is never entirely sure just how sincere the line is meant to be, both on a meta-level and in-universe. A perfect illumination of Jughead’s pretentiousness. It is made all the better by the occasional cuts to Lili Reinhard’s agonized face. 

9. 

“At the last dance, multiple students were murdered.” 

Spoken by: Principal Holden Honey. 

In: 4 x 2

Delivered as an explanation to Toni and Cheryl, as to why there would be no school dance this year. Principal Honey is in fact supremely rational in the cancellation of this dance. This being Riverdale, he is of course treated as an unreasonable tyrant. 

8. 

“Bro, I know all the secrets of this universe.” 

Spoken by: Archie Andrews (evil version)

In: 6 x 5 

Spoken as evil Archie reveals his evil plan to keep the parallel universes apart. KJ Apa’s delivery once again makes this line. He is comically sinister. Strangely, he sells it. 

7. 

“A Vughead kiss, right now, in the present might be precisely what it takes to save a future Bughead from imploding.” 

Spoken by: Jughead Jones. 

In: 2 x 14

One of those lines that both makes me laugh and makes me genuinely angry. This was a fairly early season, and this may have actually been the first line to get me asking, ‘did they genuinely write and deliver that?’ Extra points for use of the atrocious ‘Vughead’ portmanteau ship name rather than ‘Jeronica.’ 

6. 

“I’m the ultimate wild card. I am the daughter of The Black Hood. The nightmare from next door. I’m training with the FBI and I’m coming for you, you psycho bitch.” 

Spoken by: Betty Cooper

In: 4 x 14 

Just delicious. Another one of those lines that leaves you somewhat unsure whether or not the writers understood how genuinely hysterical it was. “The Nightmare from Next Door” sounds like an announcer hyping up a wrestler. Spoken with a raw sincerity by Lili Reinhart. Also points for the heavy homoeroticism between Betty and Donna. 

5. 

“For I am Cheryl Blossom, Queen of the Bees.” 

Spoken by: Cheryl Blossom.

In: 5 x 16. 

This one really doesn’t require any elaboration. 

4. 

“Elijah ascended…and I will, too.” 

Spoken by: Edgar Evernever.

In: 4 x 5. 

Admittedly, this one is only spectacular with context. But in context—the context being that Chad Michael Murray delivers this line while dressed like Evel Knievel and standing in a cartoon rocket right out of a Warner Bros cartoon—it becomes utterly magnificent. 

3. 

“It’s not queer baiting, it’s saving the world.” 

Spoken by: Veronica Lodge. 

In: 6 x 22. 

It’s actually hard for me to decide whether this one is funnier with or without context. Without context it’s wonderful, but it possibly becomes even funnier when you know that the context is that Veronica needs to kiss Cheryl to transfer superpowers into her body so she can turn into a Scarlet Witch knock-off and stop a magic comet summoned by Sephiroth an English wizard who is also the Devil. 

2. 

“If there’s no wedding reception, it means the Gargoyle King has won.” 

Spoken by: Kevin Keller. 

In: 3 x 12.

One of my personal favorites. This is a perfect line because like #3, it requires no real elaboration. There is absolutely no context in which it isn’t hysterical. 

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“Word of my exploits serving Nick his comeuppance has seeped into the demimonde of mobsters and molls my father used to associate with, so the five families are sending their youngest and brightest, their ‘princes,’ as it were to, well, come court the rare Mafia Princess who can belly up to the bar with the big boys.

Spoken by: Veronica Lodge. 

In: 2 x 20. 

This is, in my opinion, the all-timer. Every word is perfect. The rapid-fire alliteration. The use of the word ‘demimonde.’ The entirely unnecessary addition of ‘as it were.’ This is borderline Dr. Seuss. The fact that Camila Mendes delivered it without cracking a smile should have won her an Emmy. No. An Oscar. This line is Riverdale. 

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