Gender: Female
Age: 31
Sign:
Pisces
Country: United States
Signup Date:
July 12, 2018
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06/02/2023 10:55 PM
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American Graffiti 07x10
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends  Betty Cooper felt a sense of freedom that she hadn't known in a very long time as she rode in the vehicle with Veronica. This was the first time in a very long time that she had felt this way. The burden that had been continually pushing down on her shoulders was no longer there since her mother had finally carried through on her vow to cut herself off from Betty's life, and as a result, the weight had been removed. It was as if a cloud had parted ways, making way for the light to shine through and filling her with a sense of liberation she had never before experienced.
Betty couldn't help but notice Veronica's comment as the two of them sat there laughing like teenagers and talking about the celebrities they had a crush on. Betty's happiness, which Veronica saw and attributed to her recent independence from her mother's meddling, was absolutely radiant, as Veronica pointed out. Betty was unable to dispute the fact that she was happier and lighter in spirit than she had been in a very long time.
Archie and Reggie's arrival in Archie's hot rod, which attracted the attention of the other students in the class, caused their chat to be cut short. Betty felt her heart skip a beat as she saw Archie come out of the automobile, his self-assured stride capturing the attention of everyone in the area. She gathered up her bravery and asked Archie out on a date, but she was left feeling disheartened when she discovered that he had already made a commitment to Reggie to let him use his vehicle.
Archie heaved a sigh and then advised that they either take the bus or walk, but in the end, they chose the latter option. Betty didn't care; all she cared about was being able to spend time with Archie without having to worry about her mother spying on them.
Betty couldn't help but notice that Archie appeared concerned with Reggie and his automobile when they were on their date at Pop's. Betty was unable to ignore this observation. She made an effort to convey how she felt and to take advantage of the sudden freedom she had, but Archie's attention was split. Even though Pop's was the most popular hangout in town, it appeared as if he was curious about other possible locations where Reggie may be.
After some time had passed, Veronica inquired about Betty's date, and Betty revealed that it had not been a very successful one. Veronica had a like experience with Reggie, who, during their time together, had also given the impression of being distracted. Betty made a light-hearted suggestion that they trade partners, but Veronica had another plan in mind. She suggested that they go to the Fangs performance in Centerville on a double date, and Betty accepted.
Betty and Veronica went on a double date with Archie and Reggie just as Archie and Reggie had planned. However, as they were eating at Pop's, their attention was once again distracted, this time by the automobiles that were discussed in a recent story in a local newspaper. In an effort to reorient their attention, the girls were required to remind everyone about the event.
Finally, they were on their way, but not before Archie and Reggie had a brief argument over who would take the wheel. In the end, it seemed as if the conflict had been resolved, and they continued on their way toward Centerville.
Unfortunately, their trip had to be cut short since Archie's vehicle ran out of petrol and broke down on the side of the road, forcing them to turn around. Due to the fact that Pop's was five miles away, Archie and Reggie were forced to abandon the girls in the vehicle and set off on a strenuous journey on foot.
Cheryl came up behind Betty and Veronica in the automobile with Toni and Midge as Betty and Veronica were waiting in the car and experiencing a mixture of sadness and amusement. They were going to Fangs' concert as well, and they offered the females who had been left stranded a lift. Betty and Veronica welcomed the offer enthusiastically, relieved that there was still a chance to save their evening.
Betty and Veronica resumed their journey to Centerville with Cheryl, Toni, and Midge, while Archie and Reggie were forced to make their way back to Riverdale on foot. Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
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05/28/2023 01:30 PM
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In Memoriam 04x01
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends Betty Cooper, Veronica, and Jughead all had their gazes locked on Archie as he gingerly got into his father's vehicle. Betty Cooper was standing nearby with them. She felt a mixture of grief and pity as she saw him climb into the car that Fred Andrews had previously had. The vehicle had belonged to Fred Andrews. She could only try to conceive of the feelings that must have been whirling about within Archie's chest as he faced the reality that his father was not there with him.
As they watched, a lady who had been following them drove up behind them, which broke the solemn stillness. She came up behind it holding a bunch of flowers in her hands as she approached. Betty had never seen the woman before, yet there was an overwhelming sensation of recognition in her eyes. It was as if she had a little of Fred's soul inside her.
When the lady finally spoke, her tone conveyed a sense of both thankfulness and melancholy in her tone of voice. She explained that she was the one Fred had helped earlier on that fateful day by stopping to assist them. Because of a flat tire, she was left stranded on the side of the road, where she was defenseless and helpless. At that precise time, Fred had shown up to help her and provided her with support and consideration.
The lady explained, with tears in her eyes, how Fred had spoken about Archie throughout their interaction, overcome by the love and devotion he carried for his son. Throughout their conversation, Fred had spoken about Archie. He had communicated his delight in being a parent to such a magnificent young guy and said how proud he was to call him his own.
However, the chat had to be cut short due to the tragic event. Suddenly, an automobile emerged out of nowhere and threatened to take both of their lives as they were working together to patch the flat tire. Fred had pushed the lady out of harm's way, sacrificing himself in order to save the woman's life in a selfless act of compassion.
The implications of such information caused Betty's chest to hurt quite badly. She had no way of understanding the anguish that Archie must be going through, struggling to come to terms with the fact that his father had not only passed away but also done so in a valiant and courageous deed. The woman's account did not seem to heal the wounds of loss and sadness; rather, it appeared to make them worse.
When the lady had done telling her tale, she asked if there might be a minute of prayer as a way to respect the memory of the guy who had such a tremendous impact on her life. She asked Betty, Archie, Veronica, and Jughead to participate with her in this gesture of memory and thanks, and they all agreed to do so.
Betty reached out and clasped Jughead's hand without hesitating, and she offered to soothe him by giving his hand a squeeze. She was aware that words on their own could not make anyone's suffering go away, but she held out hope that this act of solidarity would be enough to express her unfailing support and love to the kid she loved as well as her friends.
The friends at the gathering arranged themselves in a line and lowered their heads as a sign of respect. The woman's voice resounded across the room as she expressed her thanks, reflected on the past, and expressed her optimism. Betty found peace in the combined power of their shared presence at that very instant, and she closed her eyes and let the words to wash over her before opening them again.
As the prayer came to an end, they opened their eyes, and as their eyes met in mutual comprehension, the prayer was over. Even though Fred had passed away, his spirit would continue to live on indefinitely in the hearts of all those people who loved him. Betty was aware that they would keep his memory alive and that they would pay tribute to his legacy by the manner in which they encouraged and uplifted one another as well as by the activities they took.
Betty had a revitalized sense of purpose at that difficult and bittersweet time. She was resolved to always be there for her friends, to provide them a supportive shoulder and an attentive ear anytime they had a need for either of those things. She was aware that the journey through grief would be arduous and full of twists and turns, but she was certain that with the love and support of their community, they would make it through it together.
They were a family, a chosen family, and they stood together against the challenges that life presented them. The unbreakable tie that the two had made it impossible for Betty's heart to stop swelling with thankfulness for their relationship. And at that very second, Betty made a solemn commitment to always be there for each of them, just as they had always been there for her in the many other instances in the past.
Betty switched her attention back to the people she considered to be her closest friends as they slowly began to move apart. She could still feel the burden of the anguish they had experienced together, but she saw a spark of fortitude in Archie's eyes as well. They would be sad and cry out but they would also find the fortitude to go on with their lives and respect Fred Andrews' memory in some way. And Betty would be right there by their side the whole time as they set out on their path of healing and remembering the past. Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
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05/26/2023 10:57 PM
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Betty & Veronica Double Digest 07x09.
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends Betty sat in the cozy seat with her eyes concentrated on Dr. Werthers, the new therapist whom she had just begun seeing. She had first sought his assistance in order to manage the stormy seas inside her mind, but as the sessions went on, she began to suspect that something was not quite right.
Dr. Werthers would often push the talks into private and sensitive matters, inquiring into her innermost thoughts and inclinations in the process. At first, Betty thought that it was something that had to be done as a part of the treatment procedure. But as the questioning grew more direct and invasive, she started to have second thoughts about the situation she was in. "Why does he ask so much about my sexual fantasies?" Betty was beginning to feel more uneasy with each new session that went by. It seemed as if Dr. Werthers was preoccupied with those particulars, perhaps more concerned in sating his own curiosity than in really assisting the patient.
The fact that he took careful notes of everything she said made her feel even more uncomfortable. Was he really recording their conversations in order to use the information for professional objectives, or did he have other motivations in mind? Betty was unable to dispel the nagging feeling that his notebook contained more than just harmless notes; she felt like she was being watched.
And then there was the selection of books that he like to read. During one of their meetings, Betty had seen that Vladimir Nabokov's controversial work, "Lolita," was visible on his bookcase. When she considered the possibility that he was gaining sick pleasure from the contents of the book, her skin began to crawl.
Betty had now reached the point of no return. Her faith in Dr. Werthers had been shaken, and in its place she felt exposed and uncomfortable. Initially, she had put her confidence in him. She was aware that in order to safeguard herself, she needed to take some kind of action.
Betty mustered up her strength and made the decision to contact Dr. Werthers about the issues that she was concerned about. She would make it known that she would no longer accept his improper conduct and would make it apparent that she would impose her limits. Betty would retake her authority and refuse to be exposed to his dubious intentions any longer, so taking back control of the situation. "And it is completely inappropriate for you to be asking me all these questions about my sexual fantasies and experiences behind closed doors. Manipulating our conversation, feverishly writing down every word that I say. Doing God knows what with that notebook of yours at night. You think I'm obsessed with sex? I think you're the one who's obsessed with sex, Doctor. Dangerously so. And I don't think you're reading Lolita for research. I think you're reading it for pleasure, and some sick gratification, and I no longer feel comfortable being alone in a room with you."
Betty couldn't help but feel a sudden power welling up inside of her as she prepared to leave. As she did so, she knew she had to speak her truth. She decided that she would never longer give in to being silenced or controlled in any way. It was time for her to speak out for herself and take back control of her own narrative. Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
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05/19/2023 11:35 PM
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07x08 Hoop Dreams
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends Betty let out a deep sigh as she reluctantly stepped into the River Vixens' practice room. She never imagined herself as a cheerleader, but her mother's constant pressure had pushed her into joining the squad. Now, she found herself assigned to Reggie Mantle, of all people, to help him with his homework. It seemed like a ridiculous task, considering Reggie's reputation for being more interested in sports and socializing than academics.
As Betty approached Reggie, he looked up from his textbook, flashing her a charming grin. "Well, well, Betty Cooper, the newest addition to the River Vixens. I must say, I'm surprised to see you here. Not really your scene, is it?"
Betty mustered a polite smile, trying her best to maintain her composure. "No, it's not exactly my scene, but I'm here to help you with your homework. Apparently, that's one of my Vixen duties."
Reggie raised an eyebrow, a mixture of amusement and curiosity in his eyes. "Helping me with my homework, huh? Well, I can't say I'm complaining. Maybe you'll actually be useful for once."
Betty felt her cheeks flush with a mix of annoyance and embarrassment. She had always been dedicated to her studies, and being underestimated by Reggie struck a nerve. However, she knew she had a job to do, so she pressed on.
"I assure you, Reggie, I take my responsibilities seriously. So, what subject are we working on today?"
Reggie smirked, leaning back in his chair. "Let's tackle algebra. It's been giving me a hard time lately."
As Betty delved into explaining algebraic equations to Reggie, she couldn't help but notice his genuine effort to understand. Underneath his carefree demeanor, there was a glimmer of determination. They spent hours working through problems, exchanging explanations and strategies. Betty found herself surprised by Reggie's willingness to learn, and she gradually realized that there was more to him than his jock persona.
In a momentary lull in their studying, Betty looked at Reggie with a hint of curiosity. "By the way, Cheryl also tasked me with finding out your favorite kind of cookie so I can bake you a batch. It's one of my Vixen duties, apparently."
Reggie chuckled, his eyes softening. "Cheryl and her schemes. Well, Betty, my favorite cookie is chocolate chip. There's just something about the warm, gooey chocolate melting in your mouth that's hard to resist."
Betty nodded, a genuine smile crossing her face. "Alright, chocolate chip it is. I'll make sure to bake you a batch soon."
As the days passed, Betty and Reggie's study sessions became more than just homework sessions. They began to talk about their lives, their dreams, and their aspirations. Betty discovered Reggie's hidden passion for art, and Reggie found solace in Betty's unwavering support. They shared laughter, frustration, and unexpected moments of vulnerability.
And true to her word, Betty eventually brought a batch of freshly baked chocolate chip cookies to their next study session. As Reggie took a bite, his face lit up with a genuine smile.
"These are amazing, Betty," he said, his voice filled with appreciation. "Thank you."
Betty blushed, feeling a warmth in her heart. "You're welcome, Reggie. It's the least I could do."
In that moment, as they sat together, cookies in hand, Betty realized that the forced arrangement had led to an unexpected friendship. Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
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05/15/2023 11:12 PM
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Mother's Day.
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends Nothing could have prepared Betty Cooper for the hardships of being a single mom to her daughter Alanna. Betty had taken on the role of both parents, navigating the trials and tribulations of single motherhood.
The days were often a frenzy of activity, filled with countless domestic chores, job obligations, and school runs. Betty felt that she had to continually juggle a number of different tasks in order to give her daughter with the greatest life she could possibly have. The cumulative effect of everything would sometimes leave her feeling overpowered and worn out.
As the holiday honoring mothers drew near, Alanna was adamant about conveying to her mother the depth of her gratitude to her. She invested a lot of time and effort into coming up with ideas and making thoughtful presents that she hoped would make Betty happy. She used some scissors, some glue, a whole lot of ingenuity, and a whole lot of her heart to make each and every handcrafted item.
On that one extraordinary day, Alanna got up bright and early and crept into the kitchen, where she had meticulously placed the handcrafted presents she had created. She couldn't wait to take her mother by surprise and make her feel loved and treasured in the process.
The sight of a table in the kitchen that was covered with colorful envelopes, drawings, and a bracelet that had been created caused Betty's heart to skip a beat as she entered the room. She couldn't believe what she was seeing before her. The attention and originality shown by her kid were above anything she could have hoped for or anticipated.
Betty tore open the first envelope, which contained a letter written by Alanna from the depths of her heart. She was overcome with emotion as she read the letter. The written words conveyed everything of the love, awe, and thankfulness that her daughter felt for her during their relationship. As Betty came to the realization that Alanna's heart had been profoundly moved by her efforts as a single mother, tears began to spring up in her eyes.
After then, Alanna gave her mother a collection of drawings that she had created. Each piece represented a distinct turning point along the path they had traveled as a mother and daughter. The drawings were a demonstration of how strong their friendship was, from the moment they went on their first bike ride together to the times when they laughed together while listening to bedtime tales.
But the bracelet was by far the most valuable of the gifts. Alanna had strung together a variety of bright beads, and each one was meant to reflect a unique memory or trait that Betty had. The bracelet served as a continual reminder of the fortitude, resiliency, and unflinching love that had led them through the difficulties that they had gone through together as a couple.
Betty couldn't help but feel an overwhelming feeling of thankfulness as she tightly embraced her daughter while at the same time reflecting on how fortunate she was to be a mother. The challenges she faced as a single mother had transformed her into a different kind of woman than she ever imagined she could be. She had also realized her own resiliency during the ordeal, and she had watched the great courage and resiliency of her daughter.
Betty began to use Mother's Day as a moment for introspection and appreciation of the trip that they had taken together, and it eventually became her favorite holiday. She had learned the real meaning of unconditional love, sacrifice, and the pleasure that comes from seeing her daughter develop as a result of her experience as a single parent raising her daughter.
Betty was crying as she stared into Alanna's eyes and said, "Thank you, my beautiful girl." as the tears ran down her cheeks. "I am grateful that you have helped me see the power that is within me and that you have brought so much love into my life. Being able to call myself your mother has been the best gift of all."
As Mother's Day drew to a close, Betty helped Alanna get ready for bed, and as she did so, she was overcome with a profound feeling of thankfulness. She was aware that despite the difficulties that were yet to come, she would always be glad for the opportunities, the lessons, and the priceless connection that she had with her daughter, Alanna. They would continue to face the highs and lows of life together, always keeping in mind that the love they had was the most precious gift of all. Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
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05/13/2023 12:22 PM
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Riverdale Grandstand.
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends After it had fallen on the floor, Betty was simply in lingerie. She inhaled deeply and then gave a little nod to herself. As she repeated the phrase to herself again and over, she brought her hand around to cover both her front and her back. ."I am a gorgeous, powerful, sexy siren." To say the least, ever since the lingerie incident, her mother has desired authority over her daughter. Her father went up and demanded to know what the heck was going on and what his daughter was doing. After the conversation between the parents, all of them found themselves in hot water. The decision about Veronica and Betty's punishment was made by their parents. Betty was going to perform on a dance program hosted by her father, and Veronica was going to work at a cinema.
That was like putting Betty through hell for her to dance on live television. They intended to demonstrate that despite appearances, things in their family were not as great as they seemed to be. Betty did not beg her parents to let her handle things on her own; rather, she expressed a desire to make her own choices on her own. If she wanted to join the cheerleading squad on her own initiative, she would be happy to do so, but not because she was concerned with maintaining her image. Betty would have signed up for her father's show of dancing a long time ago if she had wanted to participate in it. Betty's one and only desire was to have a sense of control over her own life and to ignore the guidelines of her parents.
At first, Betty was irate at the situation. She had no interest in dancing, and she could not believe that she was being coerced into doing something that she had no desire to do. However, as each day passed, things continued to deteriorate farther and further. Because of this, she did not have a reliable dancing partner. Although she knew that Dilton Doiley was one of Jughead's buddies, she didn't have a lot of information about him. After Ethel had departed, she did feel horrible for him since he didn't have anybody else to dance with. However, that seemed not to be working. She was hanging out with some other people when a male approached her and asked her to dance. Nevertheless, Betty could not help but be charmed by the fact that he had invited her to dance in spite of his recognition. Therefore, she accepted the offer, despite the anxiety that was causing her stomach to churn. The moment the music started playing, Betty and he started dancing to it. At initially, there were no signs of any problems. But then he got a little too near, and his hands started going to areas they weren't supposed to be. Betty was at a loss for what action to take and froze up. Betty pulled him away and gave him a smack across the face as she realized what he had done. It was time to go, so her mother pulled her out of the studio. Alice spent an hour discussing the topic, and we decided that girls shouldn't hit guys on television. She couldn't help but feel annoyed since if the kid hadn't attempted to touch her behind, she wouldn't be in this situation. Her mother never stopped placing blame, insisting that it was all her doing. There was just one option available to remove her from this television program. And she intended to carry it out.
As the following day progressed, she stood back and watched everyone, including her parents, as they performed all of the dances. She was aware that she might get her into some problems in some ways, but she chose to proceed nonetheless. She was displeased to be here without her will. After the previous event, she did not feel secure, despite the fact that her parents continued to believe that she was. While her dad was announcing that it was time for the twirl, she stood up and commented. " Hey. You cool cats wanna see what a real twirl looks like?" Betty threw herself around with a burst of energy and extended her arms out in front of her. Betty was successful in getting everyone to see what she wanted them to see when she lifted her skirt. She had the sensation of being weightless and soaring for a brief while. The twirl came to an abrupt end, mirroring the abruptness with which it had begun. at the same time, her mother was obstructing her view and turning the cameras off. It was impossible for her not to crack a grin.
After everyone had left, Alice took her daughter into the living area and set her down in a chair, telling her that she was not her daughter and that she did not have control. She bestowed onto her mother the most serene and unruffled expression that she had ever managed to muster. "No, Mom. I am in complete control. I knew exactly what I was doing and why. Now, Mother, may I please be excused from future episodes of Riverdale Grandstand?" Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
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05/05/2023 01:17 PM
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you don't have to have sex to be sexy.
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends Since Betty had read the book on what sex was, she had been avoiding it. She was curious and wanted to learn more about it. It's possible that it was because her parents forbade it and continually placed pressure on her to be flawless in everything she did. Betty had a lot going for her in terms of making things work with Kevin. Because her mother envisioned herself living the ideal life, she imagined herself in the ideal marriage. Which Betty was aware of, but only in the dark, her parents had. She had seen a brief glimpse of her mother's life in the years gone by. Her mother had some kind of relationship with both Jughead's father and the serpents that Toni was a member of. The more she reflected on it, the more she realized. Veronica and Betty were in the locker room getting ready for the gym at the same time. As the other females were exiting the locker area, the blonde turned to have a look around. "Veronica, can I bend your ear? I was just wondering...what's sex like? All I'm doing is reading about it. And I just wanted to talk to someone with, you know, firsthand experience." The response that Verionca provided her with nearly managed to take her completely by surprise. She was her closest friend and exuded such self-assurance in all she did. She has no problem speaking out for herself when she feels it is necessary. The next thing Veronica said to her stayed with her and still does, and that was when she mentioned that she hadn't had that experience yet. "But Betty, you don't have to have sex to be sexy." Betty had a reputation for being a very kind and innocent girl throughout the Riverdale community. When her closest friend sat next to her and said that wearing seductive lingerie was helpful, she had the intention of carrying herself in a manner that suggested she was consistent and knew what she was doing. The expression on Betty's face changed into a grin. This was the first step she had taken toward discovering who she was. After school, Betty made her way to Veronica's home for some quality time with her friend. Raise her own self-esteem. She would never forget how much her dearest friend meant to her.
Betty had gone to use the restroom. In most cases, she was averse to leaving the house. After Veronica pleaded with her to put on the lingerie, it turned out to be all black. It's funny since in her previous incarnation, she wore something quite similar to the serpents that she wore in this life, but she doesn't remember it because her memory was wiped clean. Betty emerged from the room with her arms crossed in front of her, looking quite uncomfortable. She was questioning everything she did at this particular moment. She did not belong in this position. Even when she had lingerie on, she had her Betty-like purity. She made a scrunched-up look as she prepared to turn around and walk back inside. "Hardly. I feel... embarrassed. This was a silly idea. I'm gonna change." While she was in the process of entering the restroom, her best friend grabbed her by the arms and led her to the mirror.
"Give yourself a minute to get used to the lace. Deep breaths." Finally, Betty turned her attention to the mirror and took a few moments to adjust to the reflection she saw. Taking a few deep breaths in order to bring oneself back to a state of serenity and confidence. She is capable of achieving this goal. Until her other friend resumed what she had been saying, " Now look at yourself. Look at your beautiful body and repeat after me."I am a gorgeous, powerful, sexy siren at the height of my womanly powers. And may God have mercy on the boys of Riverdale High." As Veronica and Betty were drinking, Betty glanced at herself once again as her hand was brought over her, and a confident grin grew up on her face. She had just realized that maybe she could be proud of herself and embrace it. It didn't matter what she wanted, and she was going to have it.
After a week, she was alone herself at that point. It was twelve in the morning, and both of her parents were sound sleeping. She came to the conclusion that the only person she should be doing this for is herself; she is not trying to impress a male or catch the notice of anybody else. Just herself. As she fiddled with the knot on her light-colored shirt, her eyes darted between the rhinestone accents on the collar and the top two buttons. She seemed to be doing both simultaneously. In the end, she decided to go with the second choice. She understood that cocking her head to the side should have inspired bravery and self-assurance in her, but she did it anyway. Betty Cooper was ready with only the hint of a grin, an upward movement of her lips, and the glide of her fingers through her hair. Betty stood up, walked to the window, and shut the shutters on it. She was not going to give anybody the opportunity to bother her. The blonde went back to the mirror after completing the procedure; from that point on, she was no longer considered the other option. Her fingers moved below and began working the buttons on the shirt as she gently pulled it out in front of her. Her shirt had been tucked into her waistband. Betty bit the inside of her lower lip, asserting ownership over every aspect of her body. After giving it one more look, she reached for the zipper on her skirt and began unzipping it. The skirt ended up on the floor. When she pulled the sweater back over her shoulders after it had fallen on the floor. Betty was simply in lingerie. She inhaled deeply and then gave a little nod to herself. As she repeated the phrase to herself again and over, she brought her hand around to cover both her front and her back. ."I am a gorgeous, powerful, sexy siren " Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
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04/29/2023 01:19 PM
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terror tale I'm calling "My Better Half."
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends To say the least, at this point in the beehive narrative, she ditched Archie on a date because she didn't appreciate what he was doing in the beehive. Now, many months later, Veronica and Betty have established a routine in some way. Betty is the one who goes out with Archie on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, whereas Veronica is the one who goes out with Archie on Tuesdays, Thursdays, and Saturdays. She couldn't place her finger on why she had such a sweet spot in her heart for Archie. Perhaps it was because, when looked at in retrospect, Betty didn't really take it seriously when she expressed interest in dating Archie. She was aware of one person who constantly did this, and her name was Veronica. It's possible that this was one of the reasons why she didn't mind when Archer took out Veronica; after all, she only wanted to make sure that her closest friend was happy too. One of the most important things that I realized as a result of this is that males that play with ladies are worth the time, and they really deserve more.
In accordance with what they had planned, there were no problems to report. The pattern they worked, then later in the night in the vehicle, Archie mentioned something about how different they were from one another and why it was so difficult to choose between them, but Betty was Archie's top pick, and now we know why. She had a strange feeling about it deep down in her gut. Perhaps she shouldn't have considered herself the second choice as often as she did. Betty gained some self-assurance as she matured and came into her own. The next day reports spread across the school that Archie had been overheard conversing with someone in the locker room. He said."You give them exactly what it is that they want to hear. While it's true I'm seeing other girls, I'm only serious about spending my time with you. Okay? You continually repeat the same three easy words to them." a little time after class, Betty As is customary, Veronica and Cheryl could be seen in the bathroom doing their makeup. When Veronica and Betty argued like this, it was a very unusual occurrence. They were aware that this was not the case, but ever since Archie told them that she was his favorite, a new side of her had been emerging. Betty wasn't really proud of this aspect of herself since it wasn't exactly who she was. Cheryl, who had been standing in the background listening to the Argument noise, suddenly turned around and looked at the two of them. "It seems as if someone has been taking advantage of the two of you." Both Betty and Veronica seemed to be in a state of shock, as shown by their gaping lips. Both of them exclaimed, "That little rat-fink!" Betty wasn't completely taken aback by what he had to say; in some respects, she had expected it. He spent more time than ever before, surrounded by his friends. A lot of men looked up to him as a role model. Upon seeing both girls, it was as if she had been transported back to the beginning of her feeling played.
Betty and Veronica planned to approach Archie in a cool and collected manner, telling him not to react. They both needed an explanation, and they were both curious about who would end up being with him. Since Valentine's Day, the question that he was going to answer when they approached him, telling Archie to choose who he wanted to be with, was who he wanted to be with. Betty couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at all of this, and she asked them whether or not they planned on going out and whether he was going to spend the day with his mother. First of all, Betty wasn't going to spend Valentine's Day by herself. Either she was going to have a good time with Veronica, or she was going to find out the truth about what was going on with Archie. Either way, she wasn't going to be alone. They were at the back of the diner, and she was staring at her menu. She had a sense that Archie was going to show up with someone else, but she really didn't want her intuition to be true. It was Cheryl who was there with Archie as he entered the diner. Veronica was prepared to confront him and rage at him on their behalf, both individually and collectively. Veronica was the only one who could hear what Betty, who had her back turned, said in a calm but gentle voice." Wait. Whatever you're about to do...I have a much better idea."
The majority of the night was spent by Betty and Veronica plotting everything that was going to happen and organizing their plans. They were going to dispute about this kid as a group this time, even though they were on the same side. They knew better than to let anybody take advantage of their b and v status. They were far more capable than that. They both approached him in a deliberate manner and clasped arms with one another before questioning him about how his Valentine's Day had been spent with his mother. Betty and Veronica shared with him the information that they both had the agreement that they had been discussing the predicament that they were in. Betty couldn't help but chuckle at how they were behaving and told them that he could have them both and that they could meet him in shop class after school. Flowers and candles were used to adorn the space that Betty and Veronica had decorated. When Archie arrived, Betty and Veronica were both flirting with him, and it had gotten to the point where he was about to drink the coffee. Betty then gave him the coffee, which contained sleeping pills that her mother had given her. Archie was gradually regaining consciousness. They had both moved on from him. " I believe it's time for all of us to have a conversation, Archie. When we are aware of what you are doing, Veronica and I won't act like idiots. You are only repeating what you believe it is that we want to hear." bringing the chainsaw in closer with Veronica, she did so." This won't hurt... much." Betty had moved beyond laughing and was just grinning. " I mean, come on, V, we deserve so much more than this." After linking arms with Veronica, Betty started walking. They were both relieved of a burden that had been weighing them down. Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
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04/28/2023 11:13 PM
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Tales in a Jugular Vein, 07x05.
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends If you had told Betty that she would be sent back to the 1950s with no recollection of the struggles she had through, how would she have reacted? Who and what made her happy, and what was important to her? She thought you were really insane. Especially with her hair pulled back. Her ponytail was an essential part of her look and identity as a teen and adolescent. Now she was back where she had been before she changed. She was the kind of quiet, reserved girl that only Archie would chat to sometimes. But in this parallel universe, the object in question was a ribbon rather than a hair tie. Something about her experience was consistent in all of the universes she visited. Pink and her hair, to be exact. She gave Archie a leisurely wave as she walked up to the school while turning her head up the whole time. She wanted to be noticed for a change, and she also wanted to regain control of the situation to prove that she wasn't weak. Perhaps just a trace of her former self, which she was completely unaware was emerging in even the slightest degree. She had plans to make some adjustments at the hair salon when she got home from school.
She was sitting in the chair, gathering all of her feelings in some mysterious way. Perhaps she was sobbing because she wanted to feel like herself, and she didn't even realize it to herself. One thing has changed since the 1950s: she planned to have some fun and loosen up a little bit. Despite the fact that she never let on, she always had a soft spot in her heart for a good mystery, no matter where she was. They approached her and asked what it was that she wanted, and they did concede that the ponytail had to be removed. Betty's initial reaction was one of extreme reluctance due to the fact that this was her safe haven and the thing for which she was most known. Whenever the other person mentioned that they had a thought, they had just returned from their trip to Europe. And the haircut was all over the place in there somewhere. It turned out to be the beehive. She was going to give that new experience a try for once, and if she did, maybe she would get the same vibe that Cheryl and Veronica had every time they were at school. Betty did have some concerns regarding the maintenance of her new hairdo and how she was going to wash her hair. However, for the time being, she was going to follow the advice of the hairdresser and continuing using her hairspray. "If it's good enough for the Parisians, it's good enough for me."
After getting out of the automobile with her new hair, she pauses for a moment to catch her breath. A strange occurrence took place, similar to what the hairdresser described. Everyone's focus was on her. Betty experienced the same shock as everyone else did when they heard this news. She walked a few steps into the school while blowing a kiss to everyone she passed and looking around. The day has finally arrived. After Betty's first few lessons, she went to the toilet and sprayed her hair before continuing with the rest of her day. She turned her gaze to Veronica just as Cheryl entered the room. While she was spraying her hair, her hands were gripping the hair spray, and Cheryl made a remark about how she always looked like "a ponytail princess." Betty opted to disregard the fact that, on some level, she suspected that Cheryl was accurate when she said that changing the way she wore her hair wouldn't result in a significant shift in her identity. As soon as the females emerged from the restroom. She took a glance in the mirror at her own reflection. She intended to show them that they were mistaken. She was going to be the one that everybody was keeping an eye on.
She was at her locker as abruptly as Jullian was at her locker needing to carry her books, and then Archie sneaked up on her to ask her out on a date. Both of them were at their lockers at the same time. This was something that had been on her wish list forever. In light of the memories she couldn't recall, she came to the conclusion that Archie and Betty were better off as close friends. She gently smiled at him as she gripped his chin and gave him an amused expression while she did so. then said, "Aw, Archie...I'll think about it." She resumed applying hairspray to her tresses while simultaneously bombarding Archie with the product. This was something new, and she enjoyed the feeling of power it gave her. Archie was no longer the sole option available to her. Now, she had access to other choices. She was no longer the girl who had been pursuing Archie.
When Betty went to meet with the hairdresser, she made sure to keep her promise. She continued to spray every day. After a week had passed, Betty made the decision to offer Archie an alternative date. Betty might be found in the same booth as Pop. While she was enjoying a drink of her milkshake, her Pop arrived. Archie made remarks of "- She's a cool cookie now, isn't she, Pop?" And to think that Pop's response may have triggered something in her because of what he said. " What do you mean, "now? "Betty's always been a peach." Betty, it's also possible that something from her past resurfaced, and since she had lost her memory, she was unable to recognize her previous self when it occurred. Archie made a remark on how the evening was going after they had finished eating. "Hey, I'm a lucky cat. I'm going out with the ginchiest girl with the ginchy's hair at Riverdale High." Betty got up and started dancing as she was having a good time. The thought then came to if Betty did not currently have her hair in her beehive. Archie wouldn't be paying attention to her at all. He would be directing his gaze toward Veronica. She stopped dancing, and Archie gave her a weird look all of a sudden when she had stopped moving. The words that Pop had just uttered kept playing over and over in her thoughts. Betty took a few steps back and turned her back to him. "Archie, the only reason you asked me out on a date was because of my hair, and the boys started wanting my attention," she said. "Betty stared into his eyes, and she could tell the sole reason she was there for. "If I wanted to pull my hair down, would you still want to pursue after me? I no longer wish to be considered the other option. If you like me so much, you should have asked me out while I still had my hair pulled back into a ponytail." Betty moved backward as she approached the entrance of the diner. As she walked through the door, Betty couldn't help but flash Pop a friendly smile. She deserved a lot more than this, and she was going to get it. She was going to find it. Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
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04/24/2023 10:14 PM
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living life on the razor's edge.
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends As she continued to keep her head firmly placed against his shoulder, she found that the cumulative memories of everything Pop's Chock'lit Shoppe had to offer comforted her just as much as his closeness. Betty may have had a hunch that Pop's had provided a safe haven for Jughead in a great deal more ways than merely supplying him with caffeine till the wee hours of the morning, and because of this, her heart felt an increased sense of gratitude for the senior citizen. It touched her heart that he felt comfortable enough to discuss it with her. At an earlier stage in their relationship, he may have been embarrassed or ashamed to tell her about that aspect of his background. However, he felt comfortable enough to share it with her. They had been through a great deal of adversity together, and the consolation that they discovered in one another continued into the current day.
She reciprocated his kiss and raised her head until he broke away long enough to tell how much he was suffering at the hands of her mother in order to steal a kiss from her. As he leaned in to steal a kiss from her, the veil of sleepiness removed itself instantaneously, and she kissed him again. "Jughead Jones, living life on the razor's edge." She poked fun at me with a grin that slowly grew across her face.
Betty needed this just as much as he did, this time alone to themselves without having to worry about everything else that was going on around them, the lives of everyone they cared about being in imminent danger from a masked killer. It was difficult to ignore all of the fronts on which they were fighting wars; nevertheless, here in the secure confines of her bedroom, even if it was just for a few of hours, she could simply be a girl in love kissing the beanie-clad boy next to her. "My parents went to bed as soon as I got home; I think my mom was just making sure I didn't go back to your trailer with you again after the jubilee.." She rolled her eyes at her mother's overprotective tendencies, but a grin formed over her lips as the fondness of that specific memory caused the color to rise in her cheeks. She recalled how much she had enjoyed that particular recollection. Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow
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