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@justjoe​  :      🎄  ;  our  muses  decorate  a  christmas  tree  together  /  meme ; not  accepting.

     𝐈𝐓  𝐖𝐀𝐒  𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑  𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓  𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒  𝐈𝐍  𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑  𝐍𝐄𝐖  𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄.     moving  out  of  riverdale  had  been  her  idea,  especially  after  everything  that  had  happened  with  jughead,  she  couldn’t  imagine  staying  there  after  that.     it  was  time  for  a  fresh  start  for  her  and  joe,  a  completely  new  place  and  a  new  town,  a  place  to  make  new  memories  and  somewhere  that  actually  felt  safe.     which  of  course  meant  she  wasn’t  going  to  hold  back  for  christmas.     they  so  much  space  and  she  wanted  to  try  to  make  this  holiday  time  special,  especially  after  such  a  few  terrible  months.     it  was  her  way  of  saying  thank  you  to  joe  for  being  so  supportive  considering  that  she  had  been  an  absolute  state  after  losing  her  best  friend  like  that,  he  had  been  so  supportive  dealing  with  her  mood  swings  and  her  tornado  of  decisions  that  led  them  to  where  they  were  now.

               there   is   more   reasons   than   one   as   to   WHY   alice   didn’t   like   hal’s   little   side   hobby.      of   course   number   one   was   having   elizabeth   in   danger,   but   there   was   another.      one   that   betty   just…      WOULDN’T   UNDERSTAND.      not   yet.      alice   had   always   made   herself   out   to   be   this   PERFECT   NORTHSIDER.      like   she   was   BORN   on   this   side   of   the   tracks,   like   she   had   ALWAYS   had   a   perfect   girl   next   door   type   of   life.      but   she   HADN’T.      alice   smith   was   actually   from   the   southside.      in   fact,   she   WAS   a   serpent   in   her   early   days   of   high   school.      she   had   run   around   with   fp   jones,   HER   FIRST   LOVE.      in   fact,   someone   she   wasn’t   ENTIRELY   OVER   either.      but   that   kind   of   life,   she   knew   it   wouldn’t   be   good   to   raise   a   family   in.      and   when   she’d   ended   up   PREGNANT?      well…      she’d   had   to   COVER   UP   that   dirty   little   secret.      that’s   where   hal   cooper   had   come   in.      she’d   CHANGED   herself   to   get   the   golden   boys   attention,   and   it   had   worked.      NO   ONE   KNEW   that   charles   belonged   to   SOMEONE   ELSE.      and   since   those   days   she’d   been   with   hal   cooper,   and   was   living   in   a   perfect   house   on   the   northside.

               that   past   connection   was   why   she   HATED   what   the   coopers   did.      because   in   a   way,   the   serpents   were   her   family,   her   ORIGINAL   family.      hal   had   been   hunting   fp   for   YEARS,   but   luckily   never   got   him.      part   of   that   reason   was   ALICE   HERSELF.      she   knows   what   the   serpents   are,   what   they   BECOME,   but   that   doesn’t   change   what   secrets   lay   buried   DEEP   in   her   heart.      ❝   the   fate   of   the   world   doesn’t   always   REST   on   your   shoulders,   betty.      you   DON’T   have   to   do   this.      NOT   YOU.   ❞      jughead   had   always   been   a   nice   boy,   in   his   own   way.      she   knew   for   a   long   time   he’d   probably   turn   out   like   his   father,   but   that   didn’t   mean   it   was   up   to   BETTY   to   chase   him   down.      they   had   been   FRIENDS,   she’d   seen   them.      it   just   WASN’T   RIGHT.      ❝   i   love   you   elizabeth,   and   i   KNOW   if   you   go   through   with   this?      you   will   NEVER   be   the   same,   and   NEVER   come   back   from   it.      just…      THINK   ABOUT   IT.   ❞

     𝗦𝗛𝗘  𝗛𝗔𝗗  𝗕𝗘𝗘𝗡  𝗧𝗔𝗨𝗚𝗛𝗧  𝗧𝗢  𝗞𝗘𝗘𝗣  𝗛𝗘𝗥  𝗘𝗠𝗢𝗧𝗜𝗢𝗡𝗦  𝗢𝗨𝗧  𝗢𝗙  𝗛𝗨𝗡𝗧𝗜𝗡𝗚,     the  monsters  were  just  that,  monsters,  even  when  they  were  supposedly  human.     she  had  been  trained  to  not  trust  any  of  them,  but  as  she  had  gotten  to  know  jughead,  the  lines  had  become  blurred  and  she  almost  forgot  why  her  dad  had  pushed  her  to  become  friends  with  him  in  the  first  place.     then  the  deaths  started.     the  violent  deaths  that  had  left  people  shaking  and  scared  to  go  out  at  night.     it  had  been  the  cold  reminder  that  she  had  forgotten  what  she  was  really  there  to  do  and  she  knew     EXACTLY     what  she  had  to  do.     but  she  could  never  remember  it  ever  feeling  this  difficult.     betty  wasn’t  sure  whether  she  was  still  trying  to  convince  herself,  or  she  was  just  parroting  things  that  her  dad  and  aunt  had  told  her.

@murkyhazed​  ;  alice  :      ‘ you  are  the  most   important  person  in  the  world  to  me, ’  /  meme ; not  accepting.

▌♔ ▌HEART WRENCHING , SQUEEZING— AND SQUEEZING… he feels pain at the very pit of his stomach, hands shaking by his side…. memories of their time together flashing before his very eyes…. one second they were good— hell better than just GOOD. And now? Well, shit now he can hardly make sense of everything around him.  I don’t want this—- IT STINGS, IT SUCKS. It’s not her! But, would he be foolish enough to think that? To have hope that this wasn’t Betty talking?! Because he knows her, and maybe she and the WHOLE WORLD will tell him he doesn’t… but he sure as hell does know who Betty fucking Cooper is. She is…. recklessly stunning. She is…. the brightest person he knows, whether she tries at school or not. She isn’t a liar, and nor does she go back on her words… no, that just isn’t Betty fucking Cooper. He lives a life that is only lies…. every pearly whites flashing at you hides a knife behind their back… the same back of the people who call you their neighbor, the same people who let you borrow their Tupperware, and their families secret recipe. Yes, those same exact people you call your family, and friends…. will hold you up, and let you fall the second you turn your back. How many knives are embedded into his back? Some from his father, mother…. the friends he surrounds himself with…. the green eyed monsters that glare him down from afar… should he go on? And yet, he never felt like Betty was one of those people. She kept it real, through and through… She tells it like it is. If she didn’t like you, she didn’t like you… period. And that is why this just doesn’t sit right with him…. Love…. it’s real… it is. Maybe once upon a time all that Jughead saw in his future was what his parents wanted for him….. to be successful. That’s the GOLDEN ROAD his parents have set for their son, girls weren’t part of it… sure here and there he had them, but they weren’t long-term. Love wasn’t real to him until he met Betty Cooper. She showed him that there is more to life than just straight A’s and sports. Betty not only taught Jughead what’s beyond the Golden road, but that there is ALWAYS room for love….. love doesn’t ‘get in the way’ —- love isn’t a bother nor is it something you can force on another. It just happens? Yes, that is love for you.. happens when you aren’t SERACHING for it. When Betty caught his eyes… he didn’t think he’d fall hard for her, but he is absolutely glad he did. He isn’t a puppet… not anymore at least. He isn’t dangling from the strings his parents tied on him long ago, he isn’t letting anyone control him… he learned that he is his own person, and that’s all thanks to Betty.  LOOKING AT HER NOW—- eyes dancing across her features, it is as if he is searching for something she isn’t telling him… something she has to be hiding because, they had talks of the future together… a future the TWO PLANNED during late night calls…. but yet, as much as he didn’t want to believe those words…. he heard them, and its TEARING HIM APART. Fingers glide quickly through dark-raven hair, tugging at the ends rather harshly, lets out a deep breath. Shaking his head in disbelief, he can’t even look at her— it brings to much agony into his world, too much going through his head.  She speaks about SAVING HIM— saving him from being with her? “ Saving me? You think us going our separate ways is going to save any of us? Tell me this, Betts…. tell me you don’t feel MORE alive when you are with me. Tell me our time together meant NOTHING to you… tell me… TELL ME… you don’t love me… and I promise you, I PROMISE YOU— I– “ He promises that he would leave her alone for good…. but the words don’t dare spill past twin flesh, for it will become too real, and then what? They just…. pretend they don’t know each other? Every glance meaning nothing? Every kiss just a memory that will be forgotten? Lets out a shaky breath, nerves catching up to him and making his head POUND HEAVILY against his skull. “….You aren’t a mistake, in fact, you are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me.”

     𝗜𝗧  𝗪𝗔𝗦𝗡'𝗧  𝗛𝗘𝗥  𝗖𝗛𝗢𝗜𝗖𝗘,     she  had  lost  her  free  will  and  she  wasn’t  allowed  to  do  what  she  wanted.     she  had  to  pick  between  two  people  she  loves  and  it  was  tearing  her  apart.     but  sadly,  ending  things  with  jughead  was  the  easiest  choice.     she  would     NEVER     be  able  to  look  at  herself  or  any  of  the  serpents  if  her  mom  went  away  to  prison  because  she  chose  a  boy  over  her.     fp  jones  had  made  his  threat  very  clear  and  no  matter  what  she  did,  she  knew  he  would  follow  through  to  protect  his  son  from  her.     she  didn’t  want  this  to  end,  but  she  had  been  left  with  no  choice  and  she  knew  exactly  what  she  had  to  do.

     𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗬  𝗦𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗  𝗛𝗔𝗩𝗘  𝗞𝗡𝗢𝗪𝗡  𝗛𝗘  𝗪𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗𝗡'𝗧  𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧  𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗗  𝗔𝗡𝗗  𝗪𝗔𝗟𝗞  𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗬,     he  was  stubborn  and  he  had  made  it  very  clear  to  her  how  much  she  meant  to  him,  so  why  would  he  just  walk  away?     it  didn’t  matter  that  she  was  telling  him  that  she  was  done,  because  it  clearly  hadn’t  been  like  this  before  now,  which  meant  that  he  was  going  to  fight  for  this.     fuck,  she  loves  that  about  him.     she  loves  that  he  so  willing  to  fight  for  what  he  loves  and  believes  in,  yet  she  couldn’t  accept  that  this  was  the  best  option  for  her.     he  wasn’t  enough.     he  would  understand  if  he  knew,  surely?     but  why  would  he  ever  believe  her  if  she  told  him  what  a     TERRIBLE     person  his  father  really  was?     she  wasn’t  exactly  the  most  truthful  person  and  she  doubted  he  would  ever  believe  her  over  the  word  of  his  father.     he  wouldn’t,  he  would  pick  his  father  because  he  had  no  reason  to  believe  that  his  father  was  really  like  that.     it  was  the  same  reason  she  would  pick  her  mother  over  him.     her  mom  was  her  world  and  she  wouldn’t  pick  anyone  over  her.     not  even  the  boy  she  loves.

     𝗡𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥  𝗗𝗜𝗗  𝗦𝗛𝗘  𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗞  𝗦𝗛𝗘  𝗪𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗  𝗙𝗔𝗟𝗟  𝗜𝗡  𝗟𝗢𝗩𝗘,     especially  not  with  a  northsider,  especially  not  with  jughead  jones.     yet  what  had  started  out  as  harmless  fun,  a  way  to  fool  around  and  get  the  high  of  doing  something  she  knew  she  wasn’t  supposed  to,  it  was  now  so  much  more  than  that.     it  was  trust  and  affection,  it  was  softness  and  intimacy,  it  was  something  she  never  thought  she  would  want,  it  was  something  she  never  thought  she  would  ever  have.     she  had  seen  the  worst  of  relationships,  heard  how  her  mom  had  talked  about  the  man  who  didn’t  want  to  be  her  father  and  she  thought  she  was  better  off  without  being  in  love  with  anyone.     then  she  had  met  him.     she  had  fallen  for  that  smile,  the  way  his  dark  hair  fell  over  his  eyes,  those  eyes  that  saw  so  much  of  her  and  made  her  feel  so  different  than  anyone.     he  was  her  favourite  kind  of  drug,  she  didn’t  want  to  give  him  up  and  yet  she  knew  she  had  to.

     𝗛𝗘  𝗗𝗢𝗘𝗦𝗡'𝗧  𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗘𝗩𝗘  𝗛𝗘𝗥,     she  can  see  it  in  the  way  he  searches  her  face  for  an  answer,  the  way  his  hands  run  through  his  hair  as  he  tries  to  convince  himself  that  maybe  this  wasn’t  happening.     she  didn’t  know  what  she  had  to  do  to  convince  him  this  really  was  for  the     BEST     ,  it  was  for  him,  he  could  have  that  future  that  his  father  was  desperate  for  him  to  hold  onto  because  deep  down,  they  both  knew  they  didn’t  fit  into  each  other’s  worlds.     he  wouldn’t  handle  the  way  things  were  on  the  southside  and  she  was  never  going  to  be  some  northside  princess.     maybe  his  father  was  right,  she  wasn’t  good  enough  for  him  and  she  wasn’t  ever  going  to  be.     not  only  would  this  protect  her  mom,  but  it  would  be  the  best  for  him.     it  may  not  see  it  now,  but  one  day,  he  would.

@leagueofdccm​  ;  joe  :      ‘ i  like  you.  a  lot.  like  a  lot,  a  lot. ’  /  meme ; not  accepting.

     𝗦𝗛𝗘  𝗛𝗔𝗗  𝗡𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥  𝗘𝗫𝗣𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗗  𝗔𝗡𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚  𝗟𝗜𝗞𝗘  𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦  𝗧𝗢  𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥  𝗛𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗘𝗡  𝗧𝗢  𝗛𝗘𝗥,     she  had  just  expected  to  come  to  paris  to  write  some  boring  article  about  the  beauties  of  paris  and  how  even  without  love,  you  can  still  enjoy  paris.     yes,  she  had  become  that  kind  of  journalist,  but  she  had  to  pay  rent  and  she  wasn’t  about  to  ask  either  of  her  parents  for  money.     even  worse,  if  she  had  to  ask  veronica  for  money.     if  writing  these  kind  of  articles  meant  she  could  prove  herself  to  write  the  kind  of  articles  that  she  had  been  dying  to  write,  dark  and  gritty  pieces  that  had  gotten  her  noticed  in  the  first  place.     but  hey,  she  could  write  a  good  article  about  how  beautiful  paris  could  be  even  for  a  solo  trip  or  a  trip  with  friends,  you  don’t  need  to  be  in  love  to  go  to  the  city  of  lights.     she  had  been  enjoying  herself,  taking  pictures  of  some  of  the  amazing  sights,  trying  the  food  and  experiencing  the  city  in  a  way  that  someone  not  in  a  relationship  would.     then  she  had  her  very  own  romantic  comedy  moment  on  the  pont  des  arts  bridge.     it  may  not  have  been  a  part  of  her  article,  but  she  had  wanted  to  see  the  famous  bridge  for  herself  and  she  had  been  too  distracted  by  the  beauty  of  all  the  locks  on  the  railings  that  she  hadn’t  realised  she  had  walked  right  into  someone,  spilling  both  their  drinks  and  looking  up  to  see  an  incredibly  handsome  man  making  sure  she  didn’t  stumble  any  further  looking  back  at  her.

     𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬  𝗛𝗔𝗗  𝗕𝗘𝗘𝗡  𝗔  𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗧𝗟𝗘  𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗘𝗣𝗘𝗥𝗔𝗕𝗟𝗘  𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥  𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗘  𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧  𝗠𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧,     she  had  insisted  on  buying  joe  another  coffee  for  the  one  she  had  spilt  and  they  had  ended  up  talking  for  hours.     their  connection  had  been  almost  instant  and  she  hadn’t  looked  for  any  excuse  to  get  out  of  the  conversation,  it  had  been  her  idea  for  them  to  go  for  dinner  when  it  had  gotten  late  enough  for  food  and  it  had  been  her  that  had  suggested  that  they  meet  up  the  next  day.     never  did  she  think  that  he  might  actually  agree  and  want  to  spend  more  time  with  her,  yet  she  couldn’t  help  but  feel  a  level  of  excitement  that  she  hadn’t  felt  before.     never  did  she  think  she  would  get  this  kind  of  feeling,  she  was  just  a  girl  from  a  small  town  that  had  believed  she  was  likely  to  end  up  marrying  her  first  love.     but  then  she  had  grown  up  and  realised  that  wasn’t  the  case,  she  wasn’t  going  to  live  there  forever  and  she  deserved  so  much  more  out  of  life  than  what  riverdale  had  to  offer  her.     and  she  felt  like  potentially  joe  could  be  that  something  more  that  she  had  been  searching  for,  even  if  she  hadn’t  realised  she  was  searching  for  it.

     𝗬𝗘𝗧  𝗔𝗦  𝗜𝗧  𝗚𝗢𝗧  𝗖𝗟𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗥  𝗧𝗢  𝗛𝗘𝗥  𝗥𝗘𝗧𝗨𝗥𝗡  𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞  𝗧𝗢  𝗧𝗛𝗘  𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗦,     she  had  essentially  abandoned  her  work,  knowing  she  already  had  enough  to  write  the  kind  of  article  that  her  boss  was  looking  for,  she  just  wanted  to  enjoy  what  time  she  had  left  with  joe.     reality  was  hitting  her,  she  didn’t  know  if  she  would  ever  see  him  again,  she  didn’t  know  how  long  they  would  stay  in  contact  after  she  went  back  to  the  states  and  she  felt  like  it  would  be  completely  insanity  to  ask  him  to  come  back  to  the  states  with  her.     she  wanted  to  enjoy  every  moment  with  joe  and  she  was  getting  to  see  paris  in  a  very  different  way.     was  it  too  soon  to  say  she  was  in  love?     possibly.     but  she  was  definitely  on  her  way  there  and  it  felt  crazy  to  say  that  because  they  really  had  known  each  other  for  a  short  amount  of  time.     yet  she  felt  there  was  something  so  right  about  this  relationship,  like  the  kind  of  relationships  she  read  about  in  books  and  saw  in  the  films.     she  allowed  herself  to  just  melt  into  him,  she  was  so  comfortable  with  him  and  she  didn’t  bother  hiding  how  she  felt  him.

▌🔪 ▌YOU TAKE MY HAND IN YOURS , YOUR SOFT PORCELAIN SKIN TOUCHING MINE. YOU DIDN’T EVEN HESITATE TO DO SO. IT’S LIKE YOU SENSED ME BEING UNSURE. Almost like you could read my mind?—–The one thing running through my mind when I think about our connection is ‘SOULMATES’—- We truly are the definition for soulmates, (definition: a person ideally suited to another as a close friend or romantic partner. ) 

I’m finding myself believing in that word. You’re opening my eyes again, Betty Cooper. We have an irresistible FUTURE ahead of us. Oh, the things I plan to do to you. It’ll be a pleasure to learn every inch of your body. What makes you blush? What makes your toes curl? What do I have to do to get you to run those manicure nails down my back? Screaming my name over & over again until your voice runs RAW. Sweet, delicious moans purring in my ears, making my body tremble out of pure delight, our bodies coming together like two missing puzzle pieces. I want my name at the tip of your tongue, body aching for more. I want to make you forget about your past, everyone and anyone in it. I want you, all of you.

It’s a new beginning for the two of us, our forever story. Spoiler alert we end up married with three kids. Two girls and one boy. I already know we’ll be fantastic parents, maybe this time… I can do better. You’re already teaching me so much that I didn’t know about. One day I will let you in on everything that happened between me and my ex-wife, to think that title even still exists to me… I just wanted my own happily ever after, I thought I found it with Love, but obviously, that marriage failed, I mean sure…. we go hand in hand when it came to murder but as parents? The two of us weren’t fit to be parents, not together at least. I have a child, but he’s better off with a family who can give him the RIGHT kind of love. It wasn’t easy, Betty….. giving my child away, but I knew I couldn’t look him in the eyes knowing I killed his mother. And at the time I didn’t think I could make him as happy as I wanted to.

I can’t find ONE FAULT about you…. and trust me, I’ve looked. You were made for me, I truly feel like this is meant to be. Huh? Strange….. I’m a man of literature, but you are making everything else in my life beyond MAGICAL. 

You take my hand in yours and I bring you closer against me, I can feel the warmth of your breath fanning against my face, I’m drowning in your scent, and it is heaven. 

I grin ear to ear, pulling you closer against me when you announce wanting me all to yourself. How can I say no to that face? I’ll admit meeting your mother wasn’t the highlight of my day. I’ll say it was my least favorite thing, and I’m sorry to say this Betty, but she is horrible. She’s controlling and gives off terrible vibes. And I’m no reader but it’s not like she’s ashamed of it, doesn’t really care to hide it. The rude comments your mother tossed about the lipstick you wore, the judgy eyes when she looked down at your flirty skirt, and tugging down on it, telling you to dress appropriately. Does this hurt you, Betty?  I’m sorry that your mother is like this. But I’m not sorry to have you all to myself, once again. Joe: one, friends & family: zero.

I lift you up without trouble, a chuckle passing between twin flesh. “ Having you all to myself? You’ve read my mind. ” We land on the bed with a bounce, I’m holding you close, gliding my hands through blonde locks, your emerald green iris BEAMING—- You are a sight for sore eyes. “ I just want to kiss you…..and– and ! You are a drug, Betty Cooper,” Wagging my finger playfully at her. “ I can’t seem to keep my hands off of you. We were late to your mother’s because YOU decided to wear that skirt I liked so much on you. And YOU made us late and now I’m paying the price. Your mother didn’t seem to like me much, or your outfit…. Is she, always like this? I don’t mean to…. bring it up. She just seemed…. rather annoyed with my appearance. Hopefully your friends see differently. At the end your opinion of me is far more important than anyone else’s. " 

     𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗬  𝗪𝗔𝗦  𝗘𝗫𝗧𝗥𝗘𝗠𝗘𝗟𝗬  𝗚𝗥𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗙𝗨𝗟  𝗧𝗢  𝗕𝗘  𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞  𝗜𝗡  𝗧𝗛𝗘  𝗛𝗔𝗩𝗘𝗡  𝗢𝗙  𝗛𝗘𝗥  𝗢𝗪𝗡  𝗔𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗠𝗘𝗡𝗧,     to  be  away  from  her  mother’s  extremely  probing  questions  and  judgemental  eyes,  to  feel  like  it  really  could  just  be  the  two  of  them  again.     she  was  so  glad  that  he  had  made  the  decision  to  come  back  to  the  states  from  paris,  she  had  thought  that  she  may  never  see  him  again  and  even  though,  they  had  kept  in  touch,  she  had  tried  to  keep  her  expectations  low  to  not  get  hurt.     but  nothing  could  ever  match  the  way  she  felt  when  he  had  told  her  that  he  was  in  the  states  and  he  would  love  to  see  her  again.     it  was  like  the  romance  novels  that  she  loved  to  read,  her  very  own  version  of  a  fairy  tale  that  she  never  thought  she  would  get  to  take  part  in  anymore.     she  had  thought  she  would  always  be  the  side  character  in  everyone  else’s  story,  never  to  have  her  own  great  love  adventure  ;  then  she  met  joe  in  paris  and  it  was  like  she  knew  right  then  that  this  had  the  potential  to  be  something  truly  amazing.

     𝗡𝗢  𝗢𝗡𝗘  𝗛𝗔𝗗  𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗥  𝗗𝗢𝗡𝗘  𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧  𝗙𝗢𝗥  𝗛𝗘𝗥,     no  one  had  ever  come  after  her  and  made  her  feel  truly  wanted,  no  one  had  her  daydreaming  about  the  potential  of  a  future  and  no  one  had  made  her  feel  like  she  really  was  enough  just  being  her.     joe  did  all  of  that  and  more,  he  believed  in  her  even  though  they  had  only  known  each  other  for  a  short  time,  he  was  willing  to  learn  everything  about  her  and  he  listened  to  her  when  she  spoke,  he  actually  heard  what  she  had  to  say  rather  than  just  acknowledging  that  she  was  speaking.     he  made  her  feel  seen  and  heard.     they  were  still  getting  to  know  one  another,  it  was  still  early  days  and  yet  she  was  truly  excited  for  what  came  next,  something  she  hadn’t  felt  in  a  long  time.

     𝗦𝗛𝗘  𝗖𝗔𝗡'𝗧  𝗛𝗘𝗟𝗣  𝗕𝗨𝗧  𝗦𝗠𝗜𝗟𝗘  𝗔𝗦  𝗛𝗘  𝗣𝗨𝗟𝗟𝗦  𝗛𝗘𝗥  𝗖𝗟𝗢𝗦𝗘𝗥,     her  arms  instinctively  wrapping  around  his  waist  as  she  leans  into  him.     she  already  felt  so  comfortable  right  here  in  his  arms,  she  felt  like  she  fit  perfectly  against  him  and  she  didn’t  want  to  be  anywhere  else.     he  made  her  feel  confident,  beautiful  and  sexy,  something  she  never  really  thought  she  was.     she  was  just  glad  to  be  here  with  him  and  that  meeting  alice  cooper  hadn’t  completely  scared  him  away.     betty  knew  her  mom  could  be  a  handful,  she  always  had  super  high  expectations  and  she  probably  found  something  a  little  suspicious  about  the  fact  she  had  met  joe  in  paris  and  he  had  moved  countries  for  her.     of  course,  her  divorcee  of  a  mom  wouldn’t  see  the  romantic  side  of  it.     she  was  always  extremely  judgemental  of  anything  she  did,  whether  it  be  the  choices  she  made  in  her  writing,  the  way  she  chose  to  decorate  her  own  apartment  and  she  still  felt  the  need  to  make  comments  about  the  way  she  had  dressed.     she  had  purposefully  tried  to  find  something  that  she  had  thought  her  mom  would  have  little  to  say  anything  about.     in  her  opinion,  she  knew  her  skirt  wasn’t  too  short,  she  just  liked  the  way  it  looked,  and  she  knew  that  joe  really  liked  this  skirt  too,  so  she  had  thought  it  had  been  a  win  all  around.

@leagueofdccm​  ;  nick  scratch  :      ‘ i  broke  my  rules  for  you, ’  /  meme ; not  accepting.

     𝗛𝗜𝗦  𝗪𝗢𝗥𝗗𝗦  𝗖𝗔𝗨𝗦𝗘  𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥  𝗧𝗢  𝗕𝗨𝗕𝗕𝗟𝗘  𝗜𝗡  𝗛𝗜𝗦  𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗦𝗧,     did  he  really  think  he  was  the  only  one  who  had  broken  the  rules?     did  he  really  think  he  was  the  only  who  was  struggling  with  what  they  should  do  and  what  they  want  to  do?     betty  had  always  been     LOYAL     ,  had  always  been  the  one  that  her  family  could  count  on  to  get  a  job  done  and  yet  she  had  been  lying,  doing  what  she  could  to  protect  nick  and  all  those  he  cared  about.     she  couldn’t  deny  that  he  was  the  main  reason  for  her  doing  what  she  had  been  doing,  a  little  bit  for  sabrina  as  well  because  she  saw  how  happy  she  made  archie,  but  mainly  because  the  idea  of  hurting  nick  made  her  body  ache  and  she  could  barely  contain  herself  emotionally.     but  it  also  made  her  furious  to  think  that  he  didn’t  see  what  she  was  also  doing.     she  was  completely  aware  of  what  rules  he  was  breaking  by  even  associating  with  mortals,  she  was  aware  of  how  much     TROUBLE     he  could  get  into  if  his  school  found  out.     but  if  her  family  found  out  what  she  was  doing,  it  really  truly  would  be  a  matter  of     LIFE  AND  DEATH.

@chrmatiica​ ||  nearly 200 writing prompts // feel free to reblog

From Serpent Jughead

▌♔ ▌Of course, he isn’t one to get on his knees and beg another human begin, that just wasn’t him. THE SERPENT KING was no bitch, nor did he fight for anyone that wasn’t worth his fucking time. Never did he beg for his mother to stay, hell when she didn’t come back it was a lesson learned. They will ALWAYS leave you…. no matter if blood or not. Look at his dad? Another one, ha and get this? This one fucked up his entire life from the very beginning, drank half his life away— surprisingly he lasted long enough to see Jughead in his teens years—- he recalls his dad threatening to leave this shit-hole town and find a new life, that there was NOTHING keeping him here to begin with. For a ‘gang-leader’ he really was pathetic, wasn’t he? And now look at him, dead. Both people who are supposed to be his so-called parents, gone.  So, he got used to it… used to all the DEATHS surrounding the gang, the few who call quits, and want this pretty picture of a ‘better life’ that they desperately DREAM oh-so badly about. But, this wasn’t entirely the same thing, yes…. a threat made… from a person who he cherishes. From someone who has WITNESS his boyish charms, from someone who has— and yes, it may sound cliché, but from someone who has melted the ICE surrounding his heart. Betty fucking Cooper… oh, she really knew how to wound him, didn’t she? And it’s a big FUCK YOU to his face. Should she stay, or should she leave? If it were anyone else he’d say… fucking go. That they weren’t worth his time to begin with… but this being Betty, he felt so DIFFERENT.. so… emotional over the thought of her being gone. Leaving behind a ghost of herself, just wandering the streets filled with unforgettable memories. Where the two first met… had their first kiss…. it’s all innocent when it comes to Betty Cooper, and God, he wouldn’t have it any other way. HEART SHATTERING, what if she finds another life with another person… someone who can give her the world— a better escape from this hell hole that they call their little town. Someone who wasn’t some gang roaming the streets in his own blood, or in others. Wincing, fingers curling into a fist…. don’t…. don’t fight for her— let her fucking go, Jughead. You can’t show just how weak you are, you fucking can’t….. don’t let her know just how much she means to you. And it’s at the TIP of his tongue…. dangerously thrusting his index finger towards her direction as if to tell her to GO…. and then that’s it, right? But…. he can’t… not to her. Letting out some air, body going limp as he falls back against his bed, face burred in his hands, thoughts running WILD. “I….. why is it… when I’m with you…..I’m different?” Glancing up at the blonde, his eyebrows glued together. “…..I love you, Betts. Shit, what else do you want me to say? If you leave….. you’re taking a part of me with you…. I don’t wanna hold you back, but I don’t want you to go either.. You’re— you’re the only person who makes me feel alive. And makes me feel…. human.” 

     𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗬  𝗛𝗔𝗧𝗘𝗗  𝗙𝗘𝗘𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚  𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦  𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗙𝗟𝗜𝗖𝗧𝗘𝗗,     hated  feeling  like  she  had  to  pick  between  her  friends  and  family  and  the  person  she  was  falling  for.     she  hated  that  she  knew  that  no  one  would  have  any  issues  with  their  relationship  if  he  wasn’t  a  serpent.     they  would  just  accept  that  she  was     HAPPY  AND  IN  LOVE     ,  they  would  want  to  get  to  know  him,  they  would  invite  him  to  things  and  would  try  to  see  why  she  was  so  invested  him.     but  alas,  they  wouldn’t  dare  think  that  a  serpent  could  be  more  than  just  dangerous  and  mean.     they  thought  he  was     BAD  NEWS     ,  he  was  only  going  to  drag  her  down  and  whilst  veronica  and  reggie  had  loved  to  use  the  southside  to  party  on  occasion,  her  dating  a  southside  serpent  was  just  wrong  and  she  wasn’t  supposed  to  embarrass  them  like  this.     veronica  constantly  told  her  that  she  was  going  to  go  nowhere  if  she  dated  anyone  from  the  southside,  let  alone  if  she  dates  jughead  jones  who  was  the  serpent  prince.     veronica  would  tell  her  that  she  deserves     BETTER     and  more  out  of  life  than  what  he  could  ever  give  her,  yet  she  didn’t  want  to  listen  when  betty  would  tell  her  that  she  didn’t  care  if  it  meant  she  wasn’t  ever  rich,  or  if  she  had  to  live  on  the  southside,  she  didn’t  care  about  any  of  that,  she  just  wanted  to  be  with  jughead.     she  didn’t  understand  why  she  couldn’t  have  both,  why  the  two  halves  of  her  life  just  couldn’t  match  up  seamlessly?

     𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘  𝗜𝗦  𝗔  𝗣𝗔𝗥𝗧  𝗢𝗙  𝗛𝗘𝗥  𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗧  𝗨𝗡𝗗𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗡𝗗𝗦  𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥  𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗥𝗡𝗦,     she  knows  how  dangerous  the  southside  could  be,  she  knows  that  the  serpents  lived  by  their  own  code  that  gave  little  care  to  what  the  law  was.     yet  she  also  knew  that  she  would  do  anything  to  be  able  to  keep  seeing  jughead,  she  wasn’t  about  to  run  away  from  this  when  she  had  no     REAL     reason  to  actually  do  so.     he  would  never  intentionally  put  her  in  danger,  she  also  knew  he  would  do     ANYTHING     to  keep  her  safe,  even  if  that  is  partly  what  her  friends  are  worried  about.     betty  didn’t  care  what  they  thought,  she  wanted  to  stay  here  and  yet  she  worried  that  he  would  eventually  push  her  away.     that  he  would  realise  she  wasn’t  as  experienced  as  the  other  girls  he  was  involved  with,  that  she  wasn’t  like  them  either  and  she  wasn’t  going  to  handle  everything  in  the  same  way  the  girls  he  knew  did.     what  if  he  got     BORED     of  her?     she  didn’t  see  herself  as  particularly  exciting  or  interesting,  she  was  just  betty  cooper,  the  girl  next  door.     which  was  why  she  had  said  what  she  said,  almost  asking  him  what  should  she  should  do  because  she  knew  if  he  did  tell  her  to  leave,  she  would  just  have  to  accept  that  maybe  her  friends  were  right,  but  what  if  he  told  her  to  stay?     or  at  least  gave  her  a  reason  too?     she  doubted  she  would  ever  leave  if  that  was  the  case.

     𝗦𝗛𝗘  𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗘𝗥𝗦  𝗡𝗘𝗥𝗩𝗢𝗨𝗦𝗟𝗬  𝗜𝗡  𝗧𝗛𝗘  𝗗𝗢𝗢𝗥𝗪𝗔𝗬,     teeth  pulling  at  pink  lips  as  she  watches  him,  hands  pulling  at  the  sleeves  of  her  jumper  as  she  waits  for  a  reaction.     betty  knew  she  got  to  see  a  side  to  the  serpent  prince  that  no  one  else  saw,  she  saw  the  softer  side,  the  kinder  side,  the  one  that  made  her  heart  race  and  her  cheeks  blush,  the  one  that  was  so  gentle  with  her  that  she  sometimes  wanted  to  cry  with  how  sweet  he  could  be.     as  she  stands  in  the  doorway,  she  knows  there  is  only  two  ways  this  could  go  and  she  hoped  that  he  didn’t  completely  shatter  her  heart  into  a  million  pieces.

@crimenovelist​  :      ‘ you  have  no  idea  how  much  i  like  you, ’  /  meme ; accepting.

     "  𝗢𝗛  𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬?     you  really  think  i  can’t  feel  that?     seems  pretty  obvious  to  me  how  much  you  like  me,  jones,      ”     betty  teases,  hands  pulling  at  his  t - shirt  to  get  it  out  of  his  jeans,  her  own  legs  wrapped  around  his  waist  pulling  him  closer  to  the  edge  of  the  table  he  had  put  her  on.     she  didn’t  want  to  stop  to  think  if  he  meant  it  in  a  different  way  to  just  being  turned  on  by  her,  she  didn’t  want  to  have  that  conversation  on  whether  this  was  more  than  just  fooling  around  and  enjoying  the     pleasure     of  each  other’s  company.     she  didn’t  have  those  kinds  of  conversations,  they  weren’t  helpful  and  she  wasn’t  very  good  at  them,  she  didn’t  like  to  share  her  emotions  and  she  especially  wasn’t  going  to  allow  herself  to  be     VULNERABLE     with  jughead  jones.

     𝗔𝗡𝗗  𝗬𝗘𝗧  𝗦𝗛𝗘  𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗𝗡'𝗧  𝗞𝗘𝗘𝗣  𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗦𝗘𝗟𝗙  𝗔𝗪𝗔𝗬  𝗙𝗥𝗢𝗠  𝗛𝗜𝗠.     she  would  find  herself  looking  for  him  as  she  moved  down  the  corridor  at  school,  listening  out  to  his  voice  or  his  laugh.     she  almost  wanted  to  hate  him  for  making  her  feel  like  this,  for  making  her  feel  so  exposed  and  vulnerable,  as  if  everyone  knew  that  the  serpent  princess  was  falling  for  the  sheriff’s  golden  boy.     but  betty  couldn’t  help  it,  she  couldn’t  stay  away  from  him.     she  craved  him,  he  was  better  than  any  high,  she  wanted  him  as  much  as  possible.     no  one  had  ever  made  her  feel  like  this,  she  wasn’t  going  to  run  from  this  feeling  because  it  was  just  too  good.     that  didn’t  mean  she  was  willing  to  share  just  her  emotions  vocally,  at  least  not  yet.

     𝗦𝗛𝗘  𝗪𝗔𝗦𝗡'𝗧  𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡  𝗦𝗨𝗥𝗘  𝗪𝗛𝗬  𝗦𝗛𝗘  𝗔𝗦𝗞𝗘𝗗,     maybe  because  she  liked  the  way  that  joe  spoke  and  the  way  he  would  just  shower  her  with  affection,  it  made  her  feel  soft  and  warm,  creating  a  gentle  blush  over  her  skin  and  making  her  heart  race  a  little.     even  now  as  she  laid  naked  in  bed  beside  him,  head  resting  on  her  arm  and  blonde  curls  draped  to  the  side,  she  couldn’t  help  but  smile  gently,  shiver  running  up  her  spine  as  his  fingers  trace  up  her  spine.     a  soft  hum  leaves  her  lips  as  he  leaves  a  trail  of  kisses  up  her  spine,  green  eyes  shining  as  he  mentioned  paris,  looking  over  her  shoulder  at  him,      “     are  you  serious?      you  really  want  to  go  back  to  paris?      ”     it  would  be  nice  to  go  back  and  not  have  to  go  for  work,  to  actually  be  able  to  enjoy  herself  and  enjoy  her  time  in  paris  with  joe.     it  would  be  the  proper  romantic  holiday  that  they’ve  always  spoken  about  taking,  something  that  couldn’t  be  at  a  better  time.     they  had  managed  to  find  each  other  again  after  meeting  there  and  it  would  be  just  a  perfect  trip  to  take  again.     she  knew  veronica  would  be  disappointed  if  she  left  riverdale  again  so  soon,  but  she  didn’t  want  to  pass  up  an  amazing  opportunity  to  spend  time  with  joe.     especially  since  she  knew  if  veronica  and  archie  could  go,  they  would  go  even  if  betty  and  her  had  plans.

@leagueofdccm​  ;  joe  :      ‘ you  know  i’m  here  for  you,  right? ’  /  meme ; accepting.

     𝗦𝗛𝗘  𝗛𝗔𝗗𝗡'𝗧  𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗟𝗬  𝗦𝗔𝗜𝗗  𝗠𝗨𝗖𝗛  𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗖𝗘  𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗬  𝗛𝗔𝗗  𝗚𝗢𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗡  𝗧𝗛𝗘  𝗡𝗘𝗪𝗦.     forsythe  pendleton  jones  the  second,  known  as  jughead  to  his  friends  and  family,  has  been  killed  in  what  seems  to  be  a  gang  related  attack.     betty  was  absolutely  devastated  because  she  had  never  thought  anything  like  that  would  ever  happen,  not  to  jughead  anyway.     someone  who  had  worked  so  hard  to  make  the  serpents  so  much  better,  to  not  get  himself  caught  up  in  all  that  mess  and  yet  somehow     TROUBLE     still  found  him.     she  didn’t  know  how  to  take  the  news,  she  had  tried  not  to  think  about  what  might  happen  to  him  and  she  had  never  been  prepared  for  a  day  that  she  had  continue  her  life  without  jughead  in  it.

     𝗦𝗛𝗘  𝗪𝗔𝗦  𝗝𝗨𝗦𝗧  𝗟𝗔𝗬𝗜𝗡𝗚  𝗢𝗡  𝗧𝗛𝗘  𝗦𝗢𝗙𝗔,     unsure  on  whether  she  was  going  to  cry  or  whether  she  was  just  in  pure  shock  because  it  was  so  difficult  to  wrap  her  head  around.     jughead  was  dead,  she  was  never  going  to  watch  a  film  with  him  and  share  popcorn,  sit  in  a  booth  at  pops  with  burgers,  sit  with  him  and  try  not  to  laugh  over  when  veronica  and  archie  are  arguing  over  something  ridiculous,  no  more  late  night  talks.     he  was  gone  and  she  was  going  to  have  to  continue  to  live  in  a  world  without  her  best  friend.