ethel muggs.

Sixteen. Riverdale High. Hopeless Romantic Closet Poet. "They put me in a wooden box as I desperately opposed. But all my screaming was for naught. My mouth had been sewn closed. Curled up in bed was just a girl. Needing Daddy's arms to hold her."

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regqiemantle

  “don’t get used to it.” the small smile still remained on his face though, continuing to distract himself with the book in front of him, his fingers moving to tear at the edges of it. he knew he’d get in trouble for it, but he hardly cared. “seriously though.. open your mouth more often.” he repeated, “if you can say something like that to me, you could tear someone apart.” it didn’t mean she had to be mean, she just had to stick up for herself – something reggie felt like doing a lot.

------ Ethel examined Reggie for a moment, glancing down at his hands as he handled the book. "That's not in me," she replied truthfully. "Being mean, or, saying anything like that at all... That's not me," Ethel had a hard time standing up for herself. Be it at school, or with her mother. The humble girl found no confidence in her voice until this moment. She blamed it on shift of Riverdale. Her eyes flickered back to his hands. "If you keep doing that, the book is not going to have any pages left."

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yourgirlt

“You and me both. It’s shitty that it happened, but things aren’t going to go back to normal is this keeps getting brought up every 45 seconds. Nowadays I feel like I don’t even remember what things used to be like around here.”

------ "I do. I was ignored one half the time, and shamed the other half for what Chuck said--" Ethel gave a heavy sigh. "But, you're right. I should stop dwelling on the past so much."

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jugheadpens

Jughead frowned. He didn’t like the idea of anyone not being able to dress and appear how they wanted. His clothes were such an integral part of who he was in front of others. He’d have been lost without the armor it gave him. The idea of a parent stripping their child of that was horrifying to him.  “No offense but if your mother would get upset if you changed your style instead of being grateful you’re not a heroin addict or dead or pregnant or something is kind of sad. Especially in this town, you’d think she’d be happy about having a daughter with her shit together.”

Jughead scrunched up his face. “I can’t believe even something as delicious as syrup’s been tainted by all of this. Is nothing sacred? Must I fear its sickly sweet nectar if I wish to protect my raven locks?” He mused, sarcastically.

The girl’s next words made the disgust in his face fade as rapidly as it had come. “Lying to go larping? There’s the rebel I was looking for,” he joked, before his tone shifted into something more genuine. “What were you playing as?

------“I know,” Ethel spoke, in regards of her mother. “My mom’s a very conservative Christian, and you add a big fancy house and a six figure salary, and it equals to very different priorities.” Her father was more fluid, especially as of late. Though, truly, she blamed morality and his depression for that. Mr. Muggs cared less and less what people thought of him now, though her mother still fussed profusely. 

Ethel gave another snort, and again quickly covered her mouth. “I think you’re safe. Just don’t eat the syrup if you’re trying to conceive.”

Her face, at this point, was exceptionally red. Though it was probably better than pale as death if she admitted her infatuation. Still, though, she looked at her hands, and chuckled, scratching the back of her neck awkwardly. “My character was named Runa, a viking shield maiden,” Ethel finally admitted, but she quickly wanted to divert the subject off of her before more questions were ask. “Now it’s your turn.”

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xperfectgirl

“I don’t know if Riverdale has so much changed or just been revealed for what it was this whole time. Maybe Jason just finally allowed us to pull back the curtain.”

------ "I can't decide if I prefer the reveal or not. Part of me wishes to be blissfully ignorant. Do you prefer it this way?"

[mrs-jughead-jones]

“#justiceforethel”

(What aesthetics can I request?)

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regqiemantle

    ethel biting back at him so much only caused a small smile to cross over his lips. it wasn’t a cocky one of sorts, but it was more proud than anything. he was glad she was arguing back at him, glad she had a surge of confidence and felt the need to correct him. “keep that attitude, ethel.. people won’t be laughing at you in he corridors any longer if you stick up for yourself.” reggie nodded, eyes glancing back down to his textbook. obviously he wasn’t reading it, but now he needed a bit of a distraction. “—you’re not a shitty person. your family might be one of the few exceptions to that.” he liked ethel muggs, more than he probably should have. and that was obviously now. “i’m sorry.”

------ Ethel couldn't help the narrow eyed look she gave him at that statement. Of course people would still make fun of her, from her personal expierence. She could be nice, kind, aloof or vicious. When you are the size she is, you are automatically a target. "I shouldn't have to defend myself. It takes a lot less effort to be kind, then to insult people," Ehtel crossed her legs and arms, feeling a bit flustered at her own anger. She was rarely in that mood; Reggie seemed to bring that out of her. 

However, at that moment, he caught her completely off guard. Her folded arms loosened, and she looked at him with a softer look. "Wow," she replied in awe. "I don't think I've ever heard you say that word before."

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yourgirlt

“I prefer not to think about it. I mean it’s not like dwelling on this is gonna change anything.”

------ "You're right. I just can't help but think-- I don't know. I guess I'm just feeling nastolgic for a simpler time."

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jugheadpens

“Really? I wouldn’t have pegged you for a fan. But you’re right about the hair. There must be something wonky in Riverdale’s water supply making us darker haired people the minority,” he said, snorting. Jughead felt like his words had hit at something in the girl but he didn’t press. Instead, he raised an eyebrow. “I’ll trade you. You tell me a hidden thing, and I’ll give you one in return,” he said.

------ Ethel lifted her shoulders shly, "My mum's pretty conservative. I wouldn't be able to wear the type of clothes I like even if I could find any that's, uh, my size." Truthfully, if she could afford or find it in her size, Ethel would love to have the same style as Veronica. Every outfit she's ever worn was like something out of an expensive magazine.

At his comment of the watersupply, Ethel gave a soft laugh, "It's probably the maple syrup." She was about to make a comment about how the Blossoms were all redheads, given that their business was syrup, but though it as bad taste. 

Her eyes then diverted away from Jughead upon his question. "Alright," she lifted her head to look at the ceiling as she put some thought to it. There was one, in particular, that was in the forefront of her mind, but she didn't want to say that one. "During my summer, I told my mom I was going to spend a week with my aunt and uncle up north. But, I really went to Canada for a massive Larping event that took place." Her face at that point, was beat red upon admitting this somewhat embarrasing detail.

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glaciemregiina

“I was never here when Jason was alive. I couldn’t tell you what it was like six months alive. I do wonder what things would be like if he were around though. There’d be one less murder board set up.”

------ "Riverdale was pretty boring. To be honest, you would be the most interesting thing that's ever happened here in a while. You've influenced this town a lot, too, you know." Ethel smiled before clarifying, "In a good way."

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thatkidarchie

“Things would be completely different if Jason was still here.”

------ "Where'd you think you'd be if none of this ever happened, Archie?"

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riverdaleviixen

“If Jason hadn’t died, I would have never had to hear ever sloppy mouthed, slobberingnobody say his name and use his death as a punchline to give this pathetic town something to talk about.” Her words were delivered like daggers looking to draw blood, voice wavering tight on a tremor. “He is not some tagline to Riverdale’s second coming. He’s dead, and we aren’t getting him back.”

------ Ethel opened her mouth and then quickly clamped it shut. She could say a million things to defend herself, but that really wasn't the point. Despite Ethel never having liking Cheryl Blossom in the past -- Hell, based on what happened with Clayton, and that aweful book, she wasn't a fan of Jason either -- Ethel couldn't help but feel overwhelming sympathy mixed with pity for the other redhead. There was no reason for Ethel to cause anymore anonmocity to the situation that Cheryl was currently feeling. "I'm sorry, Cheryl -- I didn't mean it to sound like that... It's just; you never realize how much one person can influence everything, until--" She let out a small sigh, her hand reaching to the back of her neck to scratch it abscentmindedly. "Jason was special. And I'm sure your nieces or nephews will be just as special."

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jugheadpens

An amused look flitted across Jughead’s normally passive face at the massively un-Ethel like noise that left the girl, but it was gone as quick as it came. “Ah well. I guess that life isn’t for everyone,” he joked. “But really, it’s hard picturing you with black hair,” he added. “Maybe not my personality or my interests but I’ve definitely hidden things. We all do. Some more than others.”

------ "I actually prefer darker colours. Besides, red hair isn't unique here, if you've noticed. Two percent of the world's population has red hair. The first percent is in Ireland, and the other is in Riverdale," Ethel joked, abscentmindedly brushing away her curls from her cheek. Her smile faltered a fraction at Jughead's statement, which stirred some of her own 'hidden things' to the front of her mind. Mainly one pertaining of the boy in front of her. "What's your hidden thing, Jughead? Any guilty pleasures?" If he admitted he watches Keeping Up With the Kardashians, she was sure that it would have a similar rippling affect in the town.

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jugheadpens

Jughead thought back to the past few months and shrugged. Ethel probably had a point. “I guess we’re all just seeing each other for who we really are,” he mused, thinking back to the look on Betty’s face when he’d donned the Serpents’s jacket. “Hey, you never know. Maybe goth Ethel’s out there.”

------ Ethel let out an unflattering snort at the image of 'Goth Ethel', and she quickly covered her mouth. "I don't think 'Goth Ethel' is anything like who I really am," At least, she hoped not. Her poetry would say otherwise, but that had only saw the light of day once. Veronica was quick to take notice that. "But, yeah, I see that. Though, I don't think you've ever tried to hide who you are, Jughead." It was a trait she admittedly admired and envied him for.

[gayethelmuggs]

moodboard for Big Ethel, sittin in the back of the pals and gals digests

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jugheadpens

“Things would be different on the surface, sure, but Riverdale’s always been full of secrets. They wouldn’t have disappeared. The fissure point might’ve been a little later but I think we were always destined to end up here.”

------ Ethel gave a light shrug, "Maybe you're right. Though I don't think it would end completely here. I mean, Jason's death caused a ripple in everyone." Ethel thought of Cheryl, who she had grown a strong sympathy for, when previously she couldn't stand the girl. Or even with Jughead and Betty; a couple that no one in the school saw coming. "If the Multiverse theory has any merit, there is a completely different Riverdale out there. One where everyone's alive, and I have black hair," She smiled at her wishful thinking.

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regqiemantle

    “it’s been a shitty town from the beginning, ethel.” he was from texas, from a well-off family — he shouldn’t have been in riverdale to begin with. “mr. blossom was an asshole who MURDERED his son. anyone born here is shitty in that case. the blossoms are basically maniacs.” he was just ranting at this point, he liked jason and cheryl, he didn’t mean any of it. more so than ever, he just wanted to be right. “are you magic?? if not, we cant change shit. this is the life we live. no point in regretting it.”

------ Ethel took a moment to process what Reggie had just ranted on. She had always knew Reggie to be a bit -- no, a whole -- of a jerk, though she hadn't pinned him to be completely negative and cruel. "You're... really, really disrespectful, you know that, Mantle?" Not even Ethel Muggs knew where that bit of confidence came from. Perhaps her emotions of the last semester had been building up, that she could no longer hold back the bite. "You realized you just insulted me? I was born in Riverdale. My mother, my father...We are not shitty people. Of course, you wouldn't know that, would you, you---" Her head began to spin with an onslaught of not-so-ladylike things to call him. But, her parents raised her respectfully, and honestly, so she held her tongue. "The only thing I'm regretting right now, is assuming that you have empathy of any compacity."

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regqiemantle

   “no.” and that was the truth. “i like it this way. i’m sorry my bro had to die for me to feel this way, but it’s the truth. riverdale has always been a SHITTY town. people are only realising it now.”

------"You like it better this way?" She furrowed her brow at Reggie. She certainly didn't like it better this way. "Your... bro is dead, and everyone is making enemies of each other. I don't believe Riverdale was ever shitty... It just has some shitty people inside it." She briefly thought of Chuck and the late Cliff Blossom.