loving betty cooper.

Bughead forever. ♥️

We’ve got narrator and writer Jug. Narrator is Rivervale Jug, writer is Riverdale Jug. So when Betty & Jug go downstairs after the bomb not going off, they’re in Rivervale

But, when they show us a flash of Riverdale (which writer Jughead stepped in and had someone call Betty to warn her)… there’s another Jughead down in Archie’s garage.

So Riverdale AND Rivervale exist? Are there three Jugheads???? I’m so ???

I’m also thrilled about the Bughead content, so.

Help anyone?? And what about Riverdale Jughead’s hearing loss?

WHO IS THE REAL JUGHEAD? THE ONE WHO WENT THROUGH ALL OF THE ACTUAL EVENTS OF THE SHOW. WHO FELL IN LOVE WITH BETTY AND SLEUTHED WITH HER AND SAID WE’RE IN IT FOR THE LONG HAUL??

There has to be three Jugheads. The narrator, Rivervale. Writer, Riverdale (true Jughead?). And then… the one who is in Riverdale is just the… pawn?? WHAT?

Help. Any theories welcome.

It’s no coincidence that one of these pairs IGNITES the fire, while the other distinguishes it?

I can’t wait for his little muse to clear his writers block.

and for him to ground her back to reality, and ease her mind from the sleuthing she has tried to take on all on her own. . .

I actually already wrote it! You can find it here. However, I am debating on writing the part next where Betty and Jug talk about it more in depth. 😌 I hope you enjoy it! Thanks for reading!

𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝟒𝐱𝟏𝟗 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲’𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞, 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐮𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐌𝐫. 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐲.

Something felt so wrong about settling on the couch by Jughead’s side, with Veronica next to him and Archie to the right of her. All four of them were reunited in harmony, half of the group not knowing the horrible betrayal that their lovers committed. Archie and Jughead joked about going to prom together, and even shook hands like the brothers they once were – and there wasn’t a hint of remorse or guilt displayed on his features.

Betty, on the other hand, couldn’t even look at Veronica, thankful for the bit of space between the two and the fact that she was at the perfect angle to be able to avoid her gaze. With how quiet and reserved Veronica had been toward Betty lately, she almost wondered if the raven-haired girl suspected anything. 

Shoving her hands beneath her legs to lighten up the jitters that washed over her, Betty sat back into Jughead, as if nothing were out of the ordinary. As if she wasn’t holding onto something that could destroy her entire future with her soulmate. Her eyes darted to Archie at one point as they all sat around chatting, Toni, Cheryl, Reggie, Kevin, and Fangs also sitting around – the group finally able to be concerned with high school matters. That was a first.

She saw nothing in his eyes. Nothing out of the ordinary. He looked back at her with a raised eyebrow, as if confused by her wild eyes. It genuinely surprised her that he could be so nonchalant, and play it all off so easily.

Intertwining her fingers with Jug’s, Betty gave his hand a brief squeeze, before placing a gentle peck on his cheek. She wanted to enjoy every last tender moment with him that she could… because the truth was coming out 𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵. 

And there was a very good chance she would lose him.

Jughead’s fingers slipped out of hers, his hand guiding her face so that their eyes met. He tilted his head, searching her eyes with his own, trying to read her. He knew her better than she knew herself sometimes.

“You alright, Betts?” Jughead spoke quietly, for her ears only, his thumb gently caressing her cheek. The genuine, unconditional care and love in his eyes when he looked at her had always been prevalent, but it burned into her soul even deeper this time.

Nodding it off, Betty let out a sigh, straightening her shoulders as if to claim a less tense posture. “Yeah. I’ve just got some stuff I need to talk to you about later.”

One eyebrow shot up at this as he looked at her with burning curiosity. But with everyone in such close proximity, it didn’t seem like he wanted to press her. Instead, he pressed a kiss to her forehead and gave a quick nod. “Later, then.”

He slid his arm behind her back, his hand resting on her hip. She adjusted herself right in the crook of his side, reveling in his embrace, unsure how much time she had left as 𝘩𝘪𝘴.

But she couldn’t keep it from him. There was no love – no feelings – nothing between she and Archie. Part of her truly has no idea where the kiss even came from, it had blindsided her. 

… it was going to blindside Jughead even more.

She didn’t care how much she had to grovel or fight for Jug, or how long he needed space from her… she wasn’t going to give up on their love.