Gender: Female
Age: 31
Sign:
Pisces
Country: United States
Signup Date:
July 12, 2018
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04/19/2023 11:01 PM
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Please... don't leave me.
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends  Betty's legs wrapped around him as her feet were raised off the floor, and his arms tightly trapped around her. Betty's body reacted without her will as her legs wrapped around him. More than anything else, it was solicitous, and the act itself was one of desire, yet it was not sexual in its essence. Betty needed to be tethered to him since the pressure of maintaining her balance was too great for her to handle if he did not provide her with physical support. "I won't, I won't." She repeated herself, her words to him drenched in sorrow as agonizing tears continued to pour silently, betraying her as they scorched her cheeks before dropping to pool in the fabric of his shirt on his shoulders. "I promise," she said, "I will not let you down."
Betty hid her face in the crook of his neck and buried her head in his shoulder at that moment. This was always her safe haven from the rest of the evil world that existed around them. The accompanying rush of emotion caused her to clench her fists around his shoulders, and as a result, she was no longer aware of the fact that her fingernails were furiously scratching their way through the material and into his skin.
She elevated her head, bringing her face to touch his, and clinched her jaw firmly against his as she attempted, unsuccessfully, to take control of her feelings by lifting her head and meeting his cheek. “Please...” She was only able to get out that one syllable as her throat maintained its death grasp on her voice cords and refused to let go. It was not that she needed permission of any type; rather, it was her way of pleading with him in the only manner that she was able to at this time. I hope you can forgive me. Please love me. I beg you, do not ever let go.
Her forehead eventually made its way to touch his once again, and she squeezed her eyes tightly shut in an effort to drown out the sounds of the wracking breaths occurring in her chest. "Please... don't leave me." She echoed his words back to him with a new meaning as her eyes blazed open. Her eyes met his with a sudden fierce fervor that had been extinguished from them for such a long time. 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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04/17/2023 12:44 PM
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I'm a disaster.
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends Her pupils were still dilated from the dwindling adrenaline from her all-too-realistic dreams, and her head pivoted forcefully to meet him head-on. Fear and desperation were still vividly vivid in the wide set of her eyes as she met him straight-on. "I mean, we don't know that it's over," the speaker said. Her voice remained weak and faint, and if he hadn't been sitting crouched over her so closely, he may not have been able to make out what she was saying because it was so difficult to hear. Betty took a deep breath in an attempt to regain her composure and became aware, for the first time since being startled awake, that she was extremely parched. The back of her throat became parched, almost uncomfortably dry, and scratchy as a result of her body's natural flight or flight reaction, which was triggered in order to save her body's energy in the face of what her brain saw as a threat, even if it was only reliving the worst of her trauma rather than really experiencing it. "He hasn't moved at all. They could discover that I am here, and if they run into me again, they might simply start the whole thing over again. Bring me back to that location --" She was babbling, which was a nervous habit that she'd always had, but this time it was taking on new life of its own as she plummeted before cutting herself off, eyes pressing shut hard as if she could somehow hide herself away, and if she couldn't see, then maybe she wouldn't be seen. She cut herself off as she spiraled, and eyelids closing shut tightly as if she could somehow hide herself away.
Betty clung to him even harder, and she could already feel the heat of her body turning into cold sweats. If her teeth hadn't been clinched together because she was anxious, they could have chattered because of the quick change in body temperature. She was experiencing an overwhelming number of physiological responses at the same moment, her mind was being bombarded with an overwhelming number of thoughts, and she felt the old terror building in her chest. "I can never go back there again; it's out of the question." She didn't repeat them to him, but rather to herself; they were the mantra she'd pledged even from behind the walls of the imprisonment where she'd been held against her will. She was bracing herself for something other than the soft and protecting embrace that she had around her, therefore all of her muscles were rigid. Betty was getting herself worked up all over again despite the fact that she was still being gripped by the aftereffects of her night terrors and that they were closing in around her throat.
She needed to break free of his grip, not because of the solace and sympathy that he could provide, but because the way she was folded in on herself with him around her made Betty feel as if she couldn't breathe. She needed to break free of his hold. She tore herself away from his grasp and slid to the edge of the bed, where she swung her legs over the side. Her toes just barely touched the worn carpet below, but this allowed her to sit up to her full height and take a full, deep breath. Her head was dizzy from the sudden replenishment of oxygen, but she felt significantly better than she had in the previous few moments. "I can't tell if I'm too hot, too cold, too afraid, or nothing at all. Either I can't get to sleep at all, or I sleep all day long... I'm a total shambles, Jug. I'm a disaster." She gave a slow shake of her head and hung her head in despair, unable to get the confidence to turn around and look at him sitting in the middle of the bed amidst all of the tangled covers and blankets. 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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04/14/2023 01:52 PM
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Miss Americana & the Heartbreak Prince.
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends It became increasingly challenging with each passing day. When she was around Kevin, she had the impression that she didn't measure up. He promised that he would give it another shot and that this time things would go differently. Slowly, she was able to observe that he was returning to his previous behaviors and routines. He would go on dates with her while also looking at other people. She wished to experience being wanted and desired. She yearned for a sense of belonging, a sense that she wasn't only there to play the role of Kevin's girlfriend for the sake of it. Betty yearned to emulate Verionica's sexiness and self-assurance for just one brief moment in her life. Veronica had no illusions about what it was that she desired from Archie. Even though she once had a thing for Archie, she has a lot of respect for Verionca because of what she's accomplished. Betty's goal was to feel attractive and confident for the first time in her life, and she was going to make it happen by taking charge of this situation.
It all began when she received a phone call at the police office asking for her assistance with Ethel. Both of her parents were murdered. Perhaps she helped Ethel because she cared, but if she knew her, I'd also guess that she enjoyed the challenge of solving a mystery. As she descended the stairs to the station, she observed a man wearing a crown. He gave off the impression that he was interested and was aware that she had not murdered her parents. She did not reveal to Kevin at a later time that it had been enjoyable for her to be in the company of a man wearing a crown who shared her passions and hobbies. Didn't make her feel stupid or like she was completely insane. Her theory and views, as well as her viewpoint, were taken into consideration and listened to. When her mother instructed her to go acquire clothing from Ethel House, she listened to her mother. It appeared as though somebody had been there previously. Was it jughead all along? She was aware of the fact that he had previously visited Ethel at her home. She was looking through Ethel's drawers when she discovered the book "human sexuality" by Albert Kinsey. After arranging all of the items in the bag with great care, she hid the book so that she could carry it with her. When she finally arrived home that night, she slipped under the covers with a flashlight and started reading the book. She ended up reading it all the way through. After finishing it, she wanted to feel something specific. Betty was able to identify what it was now.
She was sitting on the couch staring up at Veronica when the lesson on sexuality came to a conclusion. She is finished chatting for the day. She expressed interest in hosting a makeout party. Perhaps Ronnie was aware of the circumstances surrounding Kevin at the time. When Jughead mentioned that he was worried about being exposed to germs, the blonde almost gave him a sideways glance. She had no idea that he was acting in such a manner. It was a Friday night when her closest friend began passing out envelopes with numbers inside. The purpose of the game was to choose which males would kiss whom. Kevin kisses Midge; it seems very awkward to her. Veronica mumbled something about "someone needing to have a real kiss," took a deep breath, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and then he spoke the words as she watched Jughead open the envelope. There was a catch in Betty's breath. She identified herself by slightly raising her hand and said that it was her. Betty gave her new acquaintance a light shake of the hand before greeting her and stating, "Pleased to make your acquaintance." The tone had become more lighthearted, and she couldn't help but feel dizzy with excitement as she thought of all the joys and opportunities that lay ahead. The grin that was already on her face became even brighter, and she found herself unable to resist leaning forward and laying a gentle but deep kiss on the lips. Betty had never before experienced a kiss like this one that was passionate and tinged with longing. Was this how a kiss was supposed to make her feel? It seems as though it had some effect on her and left her with some memories of it. She was stumped and unable to identify the problem. However, there was something distinctive about him. The moment they locked their lips, she was instantly transported back to her true self. Betty was certain that she had a lot to consider at the moment. 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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04/08/2023 11:31 PM
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*Subject to change.
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends It seemed as though she had traveled through time to an earlier point. Where she was known as the girl who was completely smitten with Archie. Things are really different now compared to when they were. She was unable to acknowledge it, yet it appeared as though she had already experienced the feelings. It's deja vu. Given that he was her longest and dearest friend, it was only natural for her to feel affection for him. Even though they shared so many memories with one another, it's possible that this is the only thing they had in common. He was always a source of comfort, and he brought light into their lives. Perhaps her mother had been correct all.
Kevin was constantly preoccupied with other things since he did not give her the attention that she desired. Everyone believed that Archie and Betty would eventually end up together in spite of all that happened between them. Since Archie's childhood, he has consistently shown more interest in other girls than in her. When Veronica entered their lives, however, she realized that she was the more suitable choice for Archie. The blonde was completely immersed in the fantasy of the situation. The fact that her daughter would make a statement like this did not, to the least degree, surprise her mother. Betty's journey through life taught her how much importance she placed on herself. She comes dangerously close to falling back into old routines.
"Because the truth is that we don't make sense, and the truth is that we never did, and the only reason I thought that is because I was pretending to be somebody else that I'm not; what I'm trying to say is that I would have to change too much of myself to be with you, and I spent my whole life doing that, To be clear, what I'm attempting to communicate is that in order for me to be with you, it would be necessary for me to undergo a substantial degree of personal development, which is something that I am not willing to accomplish at this time. I have spent every single day of my life doing it, and the constant repetition has worn me out utterly. I can't help but be the person I am."
There it was; they had known one another for a considerable amount of time; she couldn't even say that he was still her best friend because they hadn't been connected for a while now. The depth of their familiarity with one another made it impossible for them to be together.
It was only very lately that she had come to terms with the fact that she would always be his consolation prize; nonetheless, there it was in front of her.
Betty withdrew and rose to encompass herself in her arms before saying, "No, it's not me, and maybe it is Veronica, and maybe it isn't, but the person you're searching for is still out there, but we need to quit blocking one another from our true destinies." Betty fled and stood to encircle herself in her arms. It was made clear by her statement. 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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04/02/2023 12:21 PM
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CH1 ADMISSION PART 4.
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends Once upon a time, Riverdale was somewhere where one could go to feel secure like it was still their home. However, since the death then bringing him back Jason Blossom, their quiet town has been thrown into disarray by a never-ending onslaught of threats and danger. Fred Andrews had been killed in Pop's restaurant in the wee hours of the morning by a masked so-called vigilante murderer who was attempting to cleanse the town of sin. Yet, it appeared that the killer was prepared to stop at nothing in order to complete his perverted quest. The entire community was in constant anxiety due to the town's police department's implementation of curfews and Betty Cooper's disregard for the department's advice, which left her susceptible. She was used to dealing with incoming phone calls, so this wasn't the first time. The only thing that was different this time was that her father wasn't the one who was attempting to make her life "better," or whatever he called it. Going to this particular college provided her with the opportunity to begin over. Despite the fact that she was aware that she couldn't stop thinking about what took place at the conclusion of high school, she insisted that she forget it. It seemed like the same phone calls were being made, but not in Riverdale this time. Was it sufficient for the task at hand this time?
That turned out to be a false sense of security that lasted for some time. It was as if the melancholy that was coursing so easily through her veins was soaking up everything that was happening around her like the fading vestiges of a ruined watercolor. The depths of her sadness were infectious to others around her. Betty was astounded by the similarity between the two situations. Betty Cooper was a destructive force, a catastrophic cyclone that wreaked havoc on everything that went too close to her, and she left behind absolutely nothing in her wake. She had repeatedly succeeded in breaking Jughead, the boy with the redhead who lived next door and who still came to her aid and hugged her even when she was at her most vulnerable. She had crushed Jughead's heart on several occasions. As she thought back to the time when the black hood had been killing for her, a sharp and excruciating agony swept through her stomach at the same time. The memory of the deaths left a permanent mark on her mind. When she turned to hide her face in her hands, she curled her delicate hands into tight fists as tears continued to flow freely from her eyes. She had some time to herself, so she used the opportunity to let her feelings be expressed. Everything was worked on and improved. She was raised to bottle up her feelings and put on a brave front at all times. Perhaps it was due to the fact that she was isolated from other people. It is imperative that she go and hang out with Cheryl right now.
Betty had her back turned to him as she faced the mirror, smoothing back and adjusting her ponytail that perched just a touch higher than typical at the top of her head as she fretted over the few stray flyaways, all while she sluggishly leaned against the frame of the doorway in the bathroom. She wiped her tears away with some tissues that she had collected from her purse. Betty began to wash her face gently before slowly grabbing her makeup and stating that she would do her makeup before making an appearance where Cheryl was. Something has not actually evolved through time. Her favorite color was pink. When she was staring at herself in the mirror, she opened the lip gloss she had been applying.
She exited the restroom after a final inspection of her appearance in the mirror. When she headed out the door, she reached behind her and grabbed her backpack from where it was hanging behind her. Betty proceeded to move downhill in the direction of the cafeteria as she made her way through the building. Along the way, she made a pit stop to pick up some coffee. The reason the blonde was waiting in line was that she need that pick up and was presently awaiting its arrival. It was her turn to pay for it and she stepped up to the register to do so. She expressed her gratitude to the person while respectfully directing their attention to herself. She took the sips as she proceeded in the direction of her destination, which was the way she was heading.
Betty removed the jacket from her shoulders and hung it on the back of the door behind her. After that, she placed the bag on the ground and sat down, after which she pulled her knees up underneath her in a comfortable posture as she settled down. Getting acclimated to the surroundings and atmosphere. She was able to get in touch with her cousin right away since she had remembered to carry her phone with her. At that time, she was on the right side of the cafeteria. Arranged places at a large table for everyone who happened to show up. Even if there were only Cheryl and Jason involved, at last, she was able to exhale, knowing that with each passing day, it would get progressively simpler to do so. 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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03/31/2023 03:04 PM
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going back in time season seven.
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends [jughead speaking.] The year is . Number one on the Billboard charts is "Rock Around The Clock," an earworm if I've ever heard one. Now, some random fun facts. In , a hamburger with a side of fries set you back cents. A comic book, a dime. A pulp novel, a quarter. It's been two days since Bailey's Comet almost decimated us, and we were somehow zapped back to the s. I'm not sure how that happened exactly. I'm not sure if we're merely in the past, or in the past of an alternate universe. But things are different here in Riverdale. which actually tracks. And at Riverdale High, we're all juniors again. Betty and Kevin aren't merely friends, they're dating.
Let's say it's been a challenge during the last several days. Betty has been experiencing some extremely strange feelings, like if she were lacking something. She was lacking something, and it seemed like it was something from the past. It was the sensation that others were saying she already has everything. That was the blue and gold that she ran. She liked to imagine that she had the last word in everything, even if it was possible that she did not. She battled for the stories that were correct, even if they had a gloomy undertone to them. It was the one thing nobody knew about her. On the inside, she did not resemble the girl next door as much as many had expected she would.
Many thought that her romantic life was picture-perfect. In all honesty, it wasn't dating Kevin at all. When they went on dates, she had the impression that she was never satisfactory to him. When they were alone together, he was the ideal boyfriend in public, holding her hand and caressing her cheek while her parents were driving her crazy, but when they were alone together, he did nothing when she tried to initiate physical contact. He shifted the conversation's focus. There was no obvious effort made. Then there was Archie, who became her best friend. He was the man of every girl's dreams, but after a time, he avoided her temptations, and she was content to remain single as a result. Then Veronica entered the scene, and Archie became obsessed with pursuing her as a cartoon character would. They had dates together. Veronica quickly became her closest friend, and she soon grasped the significance of this development. Then there was Jughead, who showed up and told her that she deserved more than any of these people could give her. He spent time with her or assisted her in her efforts to get the blue gold. He was able to make her feel like an important and unique individual. With her friends in her life, she finally began to blossom into the person she was meant to be.
Then, there was something that was taking place. She received a phone call informing her that she was to meet Toni at the Blue and Gold. She learned about it on the radio that her insides had gotten all twisted up. She made several attempts to report on it and keep everyone informed about the latest developments. But, the administration said that the pupils in the secondary school found it to be too depressing and unpleasant. Due to the proximity of one of her closest friends to the incident, she was unable to just sit there and do nothing. As she read the piece that Toni had given her, it was one of the most moving things she had ever read. She was now sitting at the blue and gold attempting to devise a strategy to publish the piece someplace, despite the fact that doing so may bring her into problems. At this moment, she is hopeless and doomed. It was necessary to take action. Sitting on the very top of the desk and searching through the documents while saying things like "we are going to speak to him Toni and work out something I promise." 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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03/25/2023 12:26 PM
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Just a mad world.
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends Betty was going through a lot of emotional turmoil as a result of the fact that a serial murderer was calling her and she was also attempting to solve a mystery. Everything was a little excessive. The single bright spot in her life, the guy wearing a knit cap, was the one thing that helped her maintain her sanity. Whenever he was in the vicinity, you could count on him to grasp her hand and see that she had relaxed her grip on her hands. On occasion, he would comprehend the strain that was exerted by her mother. He reminded her that this was a significant improvement over the background noise that was all around her. Yet, now that he was living on the southside, things were not the same. Things were going in a new direction things were altering. She wanted to tell him a lot of things, but she couldn't since she was concerned about keeping him safe at the same time. She was driven nuts by her constant worry about losing him while another individual was being murdered. Betty wanted to go just as they had said she could if it was that simple. After some time, she came to the conclusion that being around the serpents and being around them was something what she wanted. Initially, she believed that they had extremely interesting ideas, and she enjoyed seeing Jughead play the part of the leader. He was maturing into his own unique personality. assuming responsibility for the situation, the point was that she wanted to demonstrate that she was capable of handling things just as much as everyone else. She was capable of handling things on her own regardless of what circumstances arose. He did not have to go to the point of protecting her by just preventing her from being excluded from the situation. She has no intention of just becoming one of the serpents for the sake of Jughead. She wanted to be of assistance. Yet, it was also to demonstrate to him that they were, in a way, a team despite the circumstances. despite the fact that she knew, somewhere in her heart, that he wouldn't like the dancing in front of everyone, Betty couldn't help but do it nonetheless. This was a decision that she was making for herself and not in consultation with anybody else. This was the option that she went with.
While she worked on undoing and retying the knot she had created in the front of her light denim blue shirt, her eyes darted between the diamanté jewels that adorned the collar and the top two buttons. She'd wasted much too much time mulling over whether or not she should show some flesh by tying the scarf in a knot or tuck it inside her skirt instead. In the end, she decided to go with the second choice. She studied her evening attire, which she was aware was supposed to make her feel courageous and confident, but she couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't quite right. She cocked her head to the side. When she gazed at herself in the full-length mirror once again, this time focusing on her pink skirt that was shorter than normal, her attention was immediately pulled to her hair. The most annoying feature has had to be the ponytail.
Her hand reached up and grabbed the blonde hairband, which she then tugged off of her head. 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.
With the exception of Polly, the women of the Cooper household made their grand appearance. Almost immediately upon their entrance, there seemed to be an absolute hush fall over everyone in the room. These were the main topic of discussion for everyone there. Betty was unable to recollect the precise amount of time that had elapsed since Alice's last visit to this bar; yet, it seemed that a significant portion of time had been consumed during that absence. Betty focused her concentration on the one and only person in the world who mattered to her at that precise instant in time.
As the music was suddenly cut off, Betty had no clue what was going on, and she watched as Veronica and Archie sprinted off the stage in opposite directions. Veronica and Archie both fled the stage at the same time. Betty's natural singing ability began to emerge as she walked out onto the stage, grabbed the mirophone, and began to perform " All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces " It was either going to happen for her now, when it was her turn to dance, or it wasn't going to happen at all. During the time that she was performing, she was on stage. It seemed as if she was constantly proceeding at a slower pace throughout the whole of the circumstance. When she seized the microphone and began singing the song, she slowly began to remove her blowse and then her skirt. Her fingertips delicately traced the curve of her neck as she pushed one hand through her hair. Although she was moving back a little bit and grabbing on to the pole while spinning and leaning back, she was doing everything and anything that came naturally to her at the time. As she turned around, her back was against the pole, and she carefully looked at Jughead. She grasped the pole and started making slow, deliberate spins around it until she was entirely encompassed by it. She did this until she was totally encased by it. She was just dancing gently when she reached up to her face, stroked her cheek, and then kept dancing thereafter. The period of time in which she had the impression that she was existing entirely inside her own universe.
Betty It was the fact that she wasn't only dancing for him but also for other reasons that contributed to the one-of-a-kind experience that she had throughout the dance. As time went on, she saw that she was beginning to take a greater interest in herself. She was developing her independence by choosing to make decisions for herself and deciding that she did not care what other people thought or said about the choices that she made. She often found herself considering how much she cared for the serpents, which spurred her desire to assist them in some manner. It is possible that the Jughead and Serpents had a part in her decision as well. This is something that should be considered.
When Betty made her way up to the microphone and sung the last word of "mad world," she couldn't help but see something off in the distance in one of the room's corners. Despite her composure, Betty made her way closer to the microphone. After that, she turned her attention to concentrate on Jughead and FP. Betty was left clueless when the song abruptly came to a stop; she had no idea what was going on. Betty was experiencing a full-blown panic attack and going through all of its stages. When she learned that Jughead felt negatively toward her, it came as a complete surprise to her. If he had even the slightest suspicion that she intended to go through with this, he would never let it to happen. It was necessary for him to come to the understanding that he did not have to watch over her at all times. They did the task as a unit, and she demonstrated that she is more than capable of looking for herself.
Before FP could even begin to get a handle on what was going on, she had already started to make her way off the stage. She left before FP could even begin to understand what was happening. He seemed to be wearing his Serpent jacket at the moment, and he offered it to Betty so that she might wrap herself in it. Betty's attention moved to concentrate on Jughead as the new center of attention. Even the low lighting in the bar was insufficient to hide his agitation and nervousness. He was furious. When some time had passed, he saw her standing outside wearing a blue blouse and a pink skirt. waiting for the conflict to begin. Everything came tumbling down at the same time. 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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03/23/2023 12:32 PM
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Episode 4x18.
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends The method in which he directed the statements against her was not fair. as if she were something to be owned, despite the fact that Betty was well aware that this was in no way what he meant by his statement. " You are aware of what? You have a valid point. I just don't see how we could ever disagree with you on that point." Betty assumed they were done having this talk with Archie, which seemed like it was the same one they had had many times during the last few years. The blonde shrugged slightly when she did even care, the expression in her eyes giving away not much betty was attempting to understand. back in the day, she used to be a cheerleader. It seemed like a very long time had passed since then. She can see clearly now that it wasn't something that Arche enjoyed. She had found someone else who she could love with all of her heart, and she was now with that person. She had finally met someone else who was worthy of her undivided affection, and she was now in a relationship with that person. Regardless of how much she tried to fight it, the young guy wearing the beanie won her heart.
And as for Betty, she could at least put the responsibility on the fact that Archie Andrews had been her very first love or crush, although at the time she wasn't really sure which it was. whether she ever loved Archie in the manner in which she does now. However, as it seemed, there were a great deal of other things for her to acquire knowledge of now that she knew them. That was a dream that she desired to come true. When he asked her this a second time, she didn't even blink once in response to his question. Betty was aware of her emotions. That portion of her life was no longer a part of it. It was clear that she was no longer the same girl. It's possible that it was due to the fact that they were about to graduate, which caused memories to surface. When they were in a dangerous situation and didn't know where to turn, it was their refuge.
"but it is the most heartbreaking aspect of this. When I was younger, everything was different. I've changed a lot, and so have you. I no longer consider myself to be the same person." Her breath caught on a few phrases as she tried, most likely unsuccessfully, to make her point very clear. Archie had many opportunities to pursue a relationship with her, and they are currently in their last year of high school. He came to the conclusion that it was possible for him to feel anything for her. It wasn't going to take place, no way, no how. "that doesn't matter however, because the past is the past, and I love Jughead with all of my heart, and nothing would ever alter that..." 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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03/19/2023 12:30 PM
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CH1 ADMISSION PART 3.
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends During the previous year, when Betty anticipated that her life would take a new turn. She had the assumption that she would be able to keep her closest friends, many of whom she had known since she was a child. They would go through it all at the same time. Nonetheless, she had become the shy and reserved young woman she had been before Veronica entered her life. She immediately became embarrassed when she understood that having a crush on Archie was a childhood fantasy. And there was someone there for her, someone stable who was not afraid of her darkness. Jughead. She could tell anything and everything, and she attempted to forgive herself for kissing Archie. Betty found herself in a whole new setting and saw some familiar individuals there. Why did her heart feel like it was so heavy? A few of weeks ago, she became aware that she had begun to develop the habit of digging her nails into the palms of her hands and curling her fingers into her palms.
To tell you the truth, she had this feeling the majority of the time during the last several months. It is one of the reasons why she got to the college a little bit early than everyone else. Considering how uncomfortable everything was in Riverdale, was there any use in living there? Betty reasoned that the sooner she arrived, the better off she would be. She would not hear the rumors about what she had done, her father, or the moment when everyone believed Jughead had died. It was almost as if she had kept everyone at a comfortable distance these days; truly. Despite the fact that the individuals who are close to her, such as Cheryl, Toni, Tate, and Dottie, assure her that she is not a terrible person. In point of fact, it's possible that the cumulative stress of all she's been through finally caught up to her. and the time has come to make a decision on how to proceed. Betty wasn't like her mother in that she didn't brush things under the rug and pretended like her life was wonderful or as if nothing was going on.
As Betty was finally jolted out of her thoughts, the girl muttered something about the tours, The blonde gave a gentle grin and gave a little nod in response. "I really do hope not. I had the impression that I would be distracted the entire time if that happened." She sighed as she leaned against a wall with a cup of coffee in her hand and ran her fingers through her hair as she did so. These days, she was getting so little sleep that she felt like she was living off of coffee instead of rest. Her thoughts would not stop going back to the past and forward into the future. Everyone believed that Betty would do extremely well at college and have the time of her life while she was there. Yet, the individuals who were closest to her knew her too well, and they were aware of how concerned she was about being left behind. There were certain things that came quite easily to her, while others were more challenging for her. She moved away from the wall that she had been resting against in order to take a drink of her coffee as she did so.
Betty was rather taken aback by how large the space was that the institution provided. During their conversation on writing, she began to feel a flutter of excitement. Whether she was writing or working on her assignments, she was completely absorbed in what she was doing and did not give any thought to anything else going on in her life. Throughout the course of the brief tour, she eventually became used to her environment and was able to locate everything on her own. At the very least, the college aspect of it was a weight that was taken off the shoulders. This can be said without a doubt. When Betty was standing close by with her bag in her hands, the woman dumped her coffee into the nearby trash can.
She had already made up her mind about one thing before she went to meet up with her friends: she was going to return to her room and clean it up because if she didn't, she would never get caught up with her assignments or with life in general. She would never act in such a way. Keeping her life organized and well-planned out was what allowed her to maintain her composure. Or maybe what she did was simply her way of venting her rage in the way that she did it. Or she might take her frustrations out on herself; either way, it was necessary. After removing everything from her room, thoroughly cleaning and arranging every nook and cranny of it. She pulled out her phone and began to text Cheryl and Toni in the group chat they were in. It won't be long until she arrives. There was a message left on the voicemail. She hunched her shoulders and brought the phone closer to her ear. When she gave the speech while she was in high school, she made it seem like it was her father, but it wasn't really her father. Has she finally lost her mind? Was someone after her? 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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03/19/2023 02:35 PM
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Pop's Chock'lit Shoppe Part 2.
betty ♔ cooper violent delights
with violent ends Betty's remarks poured out in a string, one after the other, as she inched closer and closer to the typical booth that the gang occupies at Pop's. Getting a bite to eat after a late night has been regular for the group ever since Betty started looking more like an extra from The Walking Dead than her typical bubbly and well-put-together self. She stumbled the final few feet before collapsing into the seat, and even though her characteristic ponytail was slicked back flawlessly without a single hair out of place, the dark shadows under her eyes betrayed her. "I believe that I may have been able to get two hours of sleep the night before last. In the Cooper home, I believe it may very well be a new all-time high point."
How much longer was he going to desire her, the flawless Betty Cooper and top student at Riverside High who avoided controversy whenever it was possible and had a pattern of never sticking up for herself for the self-sacrificing sake of others? How much longer was he going to want her? Before she sat down, upon hearing the word "cousin," she approached her, leaned in, and hugged her. Even while Cheryl was the one who always went on these hunts with her whether it was Jughead or Ronnie, it was always Cheryl who was able to whisk her away from her worries at the end of the day and truly concentrate on other things rather than just a case. "I'm happy to see you here, Cheryl It's well known that whenever I get the impression that anything shady is going on, I can't help but take action and provide assistance. I shall, of course, be joining the rest of you guys."
But, the double-edged implication of the words that she used were anything from innocent, despite the fact that she proceeded to sip her shake in an innocent manner. That was one of those things that, in a lot of ways, like so many other things, brought out the childlike side in her. It was a carefree time, free from the constraints of rules or the way things were meant to be. During those times spent together, she revealed the aspects of her personality that were most characteristic of Betty. For example, the way she impetuously attempted to keep her arms crossed as a defensive front was both amusing and futile. Her petulant stance lasted for only a few seconds before her arms fell to her lap, and she allowed herself to break from her feigned expression with a laugh as she reached for her milkshake to take a celebratory sip from it. "okay, I just wrapped up another case, but there's been something else going on that I really haven't spoken about, Dot, " she said. She broke into a grin when she finally looked up at toni. "hey t! you are just in time. I think i'm somewhat am." She cast another glance in Tate's direction and smiled warmly at him as she did so. "Yes, Tate, we would love for you to join us. Maybe you might be able to assist."
"I can't say for sure..." She was lagging behind, one hand reaching out to twiddle with the straw from her milkshake that was only halfway finished, but she followed up with a harder and more determined repeat. "I don't. I mean, I've always believed that this issue was resolved, but-" Betty shook her head, exasperated by the fact that her ideas kept running into each other before she had even finished completing one statement. She immediately clamped her lips together, as if she was afraid that anything further she said would come out and make the situation even more dire than it already was. She had been attempting to convey an issue that she hadn't recognized as a problem until now since it seemed to be getting momentum.
The woman's lips were squeezed together into a thin line as she allowed herself the time to put together something comprehensible while simultaneously being aware that there was very little patience. "I've just started receiving phone calls again, but I'm unsure who they are from," the blonde said. She gave in, her face gradually softening as she realized that all of the females had no idea what response she would get. 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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