serpent juliet


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Age: 30
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05/15/2020 09:09 PM 

coming home.

coming home.
"I do everything for everyone. Everything to be perfect. The perfect daughter, the perfect sister, the perfect student. Can't I do this one thing for me?"
Their first couple of years away from each other, the gang split up barely having the time she keeps in touch. It was an odd feeling and one Betty thought she would ever have to deal with. Dealing with school and a part-time job, shes visited home a few times between breaks and saw familiar faces. But during this summer trip back, she decided to stay just a little bit longer this time.

Nice to not have a care in the world and relax in her childhood city with the same small town bustle that she loved. The neon sign of pops still glowing bright, and it, however, called to her for a strawberry milkshake and basket of french fries.

She sat alone in the booth that the group uses to share in late nights and hard times. and what she wasn't expecting now was an all too familiar voice to ring out in the almost empty diner. "Jughead?!" that was something she didn't think they walk into pops. The last time she talked to Jug, he had big plans. Between the writing and solving mysteries. He was walking towards the booth, and she slides out to hug him.

05/13/2020 12:42 PM 



ELIZABETH  COOPER,  GIRL  NEXT  DOOR,  best friends with  Archie  Andrews,  Jughead Jones (Which was more than her friend but she loved him more then anyone knew),  Reggie Mantle, and Veronica Lodge, the cousin to Cheryl Blossom.  the perfect student, and daughter to Hal and Alice Cooper,  always willing to help anyone with anything,  spending your free time getting your hand covered in grease as you tinker with a  car. But you are continually living a      LIE; you make up excuses for the scars and the cuts in her hands because you cannot explain the truth,  you’re      PROTECTING      everyone you love from the dark truth about this world and two very prominent families in  Riverdale.    


05/11/2020 12:51 PM 

love language.

                 What color is your love language? 


Keywords: pure, affectionate, devotion. Your love is the love of childhood crushes, secrets told in the dark between two best friends, and long car trips with your favorite sibling. You're a sweet person with a soft heart and a gentle way of showing your affection. A pure, idealistic love, yours is the love of intertwined pinkies, butterfly kisses, and rubbing noses.

05/11/2020 11:43 PM 

be alright.

be alright
"I do everything for everyone. Everything to be perfect. The perfect daughter, the perfect sister, the perfect student. Can't I do this one thing for me?"
She never knew much about the pretty poison's living situation, only that she never heard a mother or father spoken of, which leaves her to surmise they’re dead or in prison, not a judgment, but a logical possibility given her linage within the Serpents. A pang of guilt within her, reminding her of the THREAT she made to Cheryl before with this very tape, she has a darkness within her, she’s controlling, even if she won’t admit that aloud, she knows how her obsessive natural can lead to poor and cruel decisions. And maybe this is another at Cheryl’s expense. But then she doe believe a DEAD brother has risen from the earth, so desperate times call for desperation actions, or so she justifies. 

“ Had. But, LONG story –” one for another time, right now no time to focus on frivolous detail. Face contorted in a mix of confusion and disgust; how the heck was Edgar pulling all this off? It had to be drug – no other explanation for it. Much like the nightmare, she swears to be accurate; of seeing her sister's twins floating mid-air. The last time she checked seizures didn’t do that; granted, last she checked episodes didn’t happen either.  

   “I have the tape of Jason Blossom’s murder – I kept a copy just in case – if can get Cheryl on our side, we can take them down for GOOD – no one does manipulative better than Cheryl – I mean that in the best way I know-how – ” 

05/06/2020 11:37 PM 

how do you handle this?

how do you handle this?
"I do everything for everyone. Everything to be perfect. The perfect daughter, the perfect sister, the perfect student. Can't I do this one thing for me?"
Betty had had nights where she relived everything; Archie was having to do chest compressions on Jug while she did mouth-to-mouth, to then calling Charles in a frenzy and not knowing what the hell to do.  Going home after all of it and having to make up some story to her mom about why her clothes were missing, claiming blood was red wine.   It was nice though, she had to admit, having Cheryl at her side, having someone who didn’t instantly think Betty was some cold-blooded murderer right out the gate.  Cheryl understood what it was like to come from a family tree that had more rotten apples than good ones -not to the extent of Betty’s father- but the point remained. 

“It’s nothing,” the blonde answered, feeling her eyes even dare water again as she thought of the fact all of this could have been real had she not acted fast enough.  Had she of panicked, not been level-headed.  “Just… trying to kick someone when they’re down enough.”  An understatement of the decade.

Betty suggests Pop’s as a stop along the way to her house, somewhere that still felt safe, where she wasn’t put under some kind of microscope by her mother.  Jellybean at least had a suspicion, and it broke Betty’s heart, knowing she had to keep this up for just a little longer with FP.  At the diner, her green eyes lost focus for a second before she looked back to Cheryl, the cousins in a corner booth. “Can I ask you something kind of personal?”  She began, the vanilla milkshake between her hands.  “How did you… handle it?  When had everyone thought you were the one behind Jason’s murder?  Not outwardly, I mean.”

05/01/2020 11:37 PM 

small things.

small things
"I do everything for everyone. Everything to be perfect. The perfect daughter, the perfect sister, the perfect student. Can't I do this one thing for me?"
Both girls had that in common, their own harshest critics, and it hard, to tell her that it will all be okay – but she knows, the empath in her knows those words won't help. Empty in their sincerity, the sugar-coated niceties that everyone expects, that to anyone else she would give but Toni? Nah, she's seen right through them in an instance.

The proof almost irrefutable; she can feel it dancing on the tips of her fingers, so close she can almost touch it. All she needs is that solid unequivocal piece to solve the puzzle, and she hopes that Toni has something to give her that might at least come close. Maybe too much to expect on their first mission, but this is a time-sensitive issue after all. The body count of their sleepy little town is still rising, and she knows that the farm has a hand in it all, it HAS to. Her senses have rarely faltered.

A plan forming, twisted, but maybe, just maybe with two of them on the inside, they could take the farm down once and for all. After all, she had something that had to convince Cheryl, "what if we could PROVE Jason's dead –" the tape she's blackmailed her into a false statement to save FP's ass the previous year; the one she SWORE there to be no more copies of.

04/27/2020 04:08 PM 

zodiac — cs.

bold -- aesthetics that relate to your muse.
italics -- aesthetics that may relate eventually.

𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂: bonfires, competitiveness, hand veins, loud laughs, messy hairsneaking out at 2am, abandoned beaches, stray dogs, candle lightsbody language, creaking floorboards, ouija boards, having no regrets, karaoke nights out.

𝚃𝙰𝚄𝚁𝚄𝚂: house plants, oversized sweaterssoft handsfuzzy socks, visiting big cities, snoozing your alarm clock, the color yellow, vanilla-scented candles, aloe vera, fruit smoothies, baking cookiesthe mom friend, loves the ukulele.

𝙶𝙴𝙼𝙸𝙽𝙸: femme fatale movies, in love with female villains, sharp eyeliner, quick-witted, does things out of spite, do no harm but take no sh*t, in love with dogs, probably cries during sad movies but wont admit it, easily excited, ripped jeans.

𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙲𝙴𝚁: mermaids, easily infatuated by love, smelling flowers, picnics in open fields, gets sad when thinking about the past, impressed easily, daydreaming in class, plucking fresh fruit, loves fashionwould die for their friends.

𝙻𝙴𝙾: confidence in what they do, kill them with kindnesshigh ponytails, probably wants to visit paris once, not afraid to tell the truth, in love with cute animals, the one to lift others up, good at teamwork, the warm feeling of summer, dragons.

𝚅𝙸𝚁𝙶𝙾: pastel markers, the smell of lavenderhas a welcoming vibe around themactually organized, scrunchies, neat notes, loves going to museums, probably into photography, neutral colors, handwritten letters, stardust.

𝙻𝙸𝙱𝚁𝙰: soft blanketscuddling the ones you lovealways standing up for your friendshopeless romanticcan be very distant, can be a little dramatic, pretty hairdresses nicely, tries to be popular on social media, optimistic, humorous.

𝚂𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙿𝙸𝙾: cottages in the woods, in love with greek mythology, vintage t-shirts, really emotional but doesn’t want anyone to knowdetermined, moonlight, pretty handwriting, into the retro aesthetic, rainy daysdoesn’t judge people, cats.

𝚂𝙰𝙶𝙸𝚃𝚃𝙰𝚁𝙸𝚄𝚂: always ready for an adventure, street smart, wants to travel the world someday, doesn’t easily trust peoplealcohol, paintbrushes, can’t sit still, untied shoelaces, tangled up earphones, blasting music at midnight, eye-gazing.

𝙲𝙰𝙿𝚁𝙸𝙲𝙾𝚁𝙽: cold aura, coffee is what keeps them goingprobably hasn’t slept in two daysactually a big softie, high-waisted jeans, cute pet videos, small apartments, has too many notebooks, often goes to the library, writing essays.

𝙰𝚀𝚄𝙰𝚁𝙸𝚄𝚂: loves to paint & do any kind of art, wants to live at the seaside, knows a lot of random facts, food, messy notes, bullsh*ts an entire essay, graffiti, has their own distinct style, wants to live their life like they want to.

𝙿𝙸𝚂𝙲𝙴𝚂: old teddy bears, unsent love letters, dad-jeans, loves to sing, feels at home by the ocean, writes poetry, hard-workersalways up for deep conversationsprobably did the stupid thing, open curtains, a soft breeze.

04/23/2020 11:40 PM 

have some faith.

have some faith.
"I do everything for everyone. Everything to be perfect. The perfect daughter, the perfect sister, the perfect student. Can't I do this one thing for me?"

His defenses are up, and she can't help but think his face tells what his mouth does not. IT DOES MATTER. Disappointment painted out on soft features, and she wants to say to him it's okay to be upset; to let himself feel, doesn't make him weak, but HUMAN. He's softer than he'd let you think – she knows because she's attentive, the brave blotchy face he paints for the world to see; cracks show on the surface if you look close enough, and she does.

Inching closer, a hand reaches out to catch his between her own, a soft sigh, heart aching for him, he'd worked SO HARD. He deserved this more than anyone; she's seen him grown in the few years since he moved into her house. 

 " it DOES matter – you don't have to pretend like you don't care. you get to be disappointed; you get to be pissed – you worked so hard for this, you EARNED, this is BULLSH*T!"

04/21/2020 11:29 PM 


"I do everything for everyone. Everything to be perfect. The perfect daughter, the perfect sister, the perfect student. Can't I do this one thing for me?"
She felt POWERFUL all dressed up in black lace, an outfit she'd ordered online one weekend Alice was out of town - certainly nothing her mother would approve of, the woman had once scolded her for buying red panties – black lace from victoria secrets would be almost CERTAINLY be forbidden in the Cooper household.

"oh, Juggie – do you think you deserve that ? after that, STUNT you and Veronica pulled, hmmm? Do you think I'm just going to LET you kiss other girls and get away with it? I don't think so–" tongue tracing along crimson painted lips, shaking her head, a palm pressing flush against his chest pushing him back on the bed before she straddles him, nylon-clad thighs coming down either side of his hips. Leaning down to kiss him, but stopping just before their lips touch "shame you've been," she smirks coy, winking at him before sitting up, of she was enjoying this.

The power, the sensuality of it all – having Jughead Jones exactly where she wanted him. Without another word she rolls off, preparing herself up beside him before reaching across the nightstand to pluck her book from the side." oh ? – not what you were hoping for ?" eyelashes flutter, a smug little grin curving on her lips as she flicks open her book and starts to read.

04/17/2020 11:41 PM 

a friend.

a friend.
"I do everything for everyone. Everything to be perfect. The perfect daughter, the perfect sister, the perfect student. Can't I do this one thing for me?"
Eye rolls, but if she’s honest there part of her that appreciates his quick wit comeback, a little surprised his parents made him work, but then his dad never seemed the kindest, on the few occasions she’d met him over the years. In essence, he certainly wasn’t the kind of dad to pick his son up at the school gates with a smile and a hug ( like her father had been once upon a time…).

Her eyes light up at the mention of the Chevrolet Chevelle SS454, teeth sinking into her lower lip at the thought, dammit cars were her weakness." a 1970 Chevelle SS 454 – with an LS 5 or LS 6 ?" she can't help but wonder, detracting her from her initial point momentarily.

Snapping back to reality," of course it's a real thing! – Reg that looks bad. You should get it checked out. PLEASE get that checked out… I will go with you to the hospital if I have too! That's NOT okay, your dad doing that isn't okay…" her head dips down, eyes press closed for a moment, a sickness in her stomach whenever she's reminded of the monster her father is." he did… but that doesn't mean it's okay for yours to kick the crap out of you, even if you're infuriating. In essence, NO ONE deserves that." she says with a seriousness in her tone, brows knitting together, anger burning in her gut at the audacity of a parent to THINK it's okay to hurt their child; to hurt ANYONE. Call it unaddressed rage she's left within the wake of her own family horror story coming to light, but whatever it was, Betty Cooper wasn't going to simply rest on her laurels while one of her classmates was suffering at the hands of his father.

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