A story for you inspired by a recent character of mine
Once lived a paladin. She was kind and just, truly believing in her ideals. She was an exemplar of her order and, as was tradition, she was granted their holy weapon. But on the day of the ceremony, she was handed a hilt. She was no fool, so she asked gently. “Sir, how does one wield this weapon?”
The Grandmaster spoke gently, “You must shape the blade with the light around you. As you shape the world, so too shall you shape your blade.”
SO the paladin set forth, continuing to assist those she could, protecting the innocent, and spreading truth. During the day, she would pull from the light of the sun, forming a blade of golden fire. At night, she found solace in the moon, its gentle silver forming a crescent weapon.
But her enemies knew of this power and hoped to destroy the paladin. One night, as the paladin had made camp, a storm began to brew. It was mighty, snuffing out any flame the paladin could form. Her enemies encroached, flashing teeth and claws and steel. They laughed, mocking the paladin for being so foolish to bring a weapon where there is no light. But the storm raged, and the paladin raised the hilt. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning began to stretch across the sky and struck the weapon. The paladin readied her new spear, safe in the knowledge that even the mightiest of storms grant light.
(I intended to have more, ending with her pulling the light from herself which she shared, but it felt a little cliche and lightning was more fun anyways.)
request: Hiya! Love your blog! Maybe a jughead one where he is dating you but is more in love with Betty than he is with you. He tells you this and just a lot of angst. Thanks!!
warning: there’s a curse word in this, if anyone cares. also this is super depressing, yikes, sorry.
On that fateful day, there were three things you knew for certain.
The first, was that you were in love with Jughead Jones.
You really wish you could just say it was a stupid, teenage infatuation— a high school boyfriend that was nothing serious, but every time you looked at him you felt something that you couldn’t even place into words. Every time you saw his face in the hallways, pictures, down the street, in the distance, or up close— your heart would light up in some way. You remembered that looking at him when you first met felt like your heart was full of Christmas lights. You remembered very clearly, the feeling of sitting across from him at Pop’s, each of you doing your own thing, but sometimes you would look up at him and notice how beautiful he looked when he was concentrating: blue eyes reflecting computer screen colors, biting his soft lip harshly. Even worse, when he looked up at you and smiled.
You couldn’t help it: he was your first everything. Your first kiss, your first boyfriend, first everything. Sure, he was not the first person to call you beautiful, but he was the first person who made you believe it. He would often find you sitting on the roof of his tiny room at the drive-in, crying. You would always say it was because of the movie, but he would always know when it wasn’t. He would bring his hand up to your face, the pad of his thumb wiping a stray tear away. He gave you such a fierce look of sincerity in his eyes when he said it, “You’re so beautiful,” it was impossible not to believe him.
what she means: If you look at Freeze Your Brain at face value, you could easily interperet it as simply about JD’s fixation on 7/11 and his issues oversharing. But it’s really more about a place that feels normal and familiar and safe in a frightening and new situation. It’s easy to overlook this, as a lot of the song is made to be comedic. Take the lines “When mom was alive/we lived halfway normal./Now it’s just me and my dad,/we’re less formal” for example. During the musical, it’s easy to focus more on Veronica freaking out than on JD’s words and their meaning. This is done intentionally, as if to show that JD hides how hurt he is about his mother’s death with other emotions, as many people do. Towards the end, it is shown that JD uses slushies to control a possible self-harm habit and self-destructive thoughts, and that’s when the gravity of the song hits you. Despite sounding light-hearted, Freeze Your Brain is about a teenager trying to hold onto the one place that makes him feel safe and happy no matter where he is. If you consider the possibility that his mother introduced him to 7/11, it’s also about trying to recapture childhood emotions, despite the fact that so many things have changed.
Remember when someone from the crew, I can’t remember who, said smth along the lines of “we don’t put too much thought into our design choices, we just do whatever looks cool” as time goes on it becomes increasingly evident how true that is for literally everything