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Chapter Update
Becoming Eleanor
Chapter 3: What I'll Never Say
Jughead had rolled in on his motorcycle and he was fixing his perfect, raven-colored head of hair when she saw him. Suited in black jeans and a matching leather jacket, that she was beginning to realize was his staple clothing, Betty could've sworn her heart started beating faster at the mere sight of him.Â
It was a chuckle from Pea that pulled her attention away from Jughead, who was now walking in their direction.Â
âB, youâre staring. Why donât you just put the moves on him already?â Veronica piped, a wide grin across her face.Â
"I'm...not gonna get in between this. I'll see you on set, Cooper. Good luck."Â
Betty had no idea what "this" he was referring to, but she decided not to get into her head about it. While he was an amazing actor, Pea wasn't the most observant person in the world, and she imagined he was only implying something about Jughead, because of the numerous times Betty had vented to Veronica about this stupid, school-girl crush she couldn't seem to shake.Â
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Or start from the beginning.
Becoming Eleanor
Chapter One: The Dreamer
Therefore, Betty settled for the scraps she was given. So far, the only people who knew her were above the age of 40 and stayed up late to watch the reboot of Will & Grace. Needless to say, Betty was known as nothing more than âthe blonde girl behind Karen on the sidewalkâ. This wasnât what she wanted, and in her own mind, it wasnât what she deserved, either.Â
But one morning, as if by sheer luck or perhaps her own stupidity, after misreading the address on a casting call for yet another guest role, Betty strolled into a building holding auditions for the adaption of last yearâs best-selling novel, The Outcast, by Forsythe Pendleton Jones III.Â
Her eyes scattered across the room, girls who looked eerily similar to her sitting with number cards on their chests, a blown-up sign of the book cover on the wall behind them. Anyone with social media or who had stepped inside a bookstore in the last fifteen months knew of the book.Â
While romance and mystery were never her favorite genres, Betty would be lying if she said she hadnât caved and purchased a copy from the bookstore a few blocks from the cafĂ© she worked at. News had broken only a few months after the bookâs release that they would be taking the story to the big screen.
Read the rest on AO3.
And a shoutout to @bluevelvetvideo for this gorgeous graphic and being an awesome sounding board since the second this idea popped in my head, as well as @cacti-evieâ for being the best beta a girl could ask for!
Ahhhhhhhhhh Iâm so in love with this fic <3 such a pleasure to beta for my wonderful friend @srainebuggie
I feel called out.
Sometimes shouting fall out boy lyrics is all it takes for me to feel something :)
the mere fact that john boyega's career could be ruined because he's standing up and speaking out against racism while rich white celebrities careers are safe as they do the bare minimum, if anything, is fucking disgusting.
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A WIN FOR THE GIRLS YAAAAAAAAAAAA
We won when we chose to stan Lili Reinhart
do you guys realize thatâŠthe videos and articles about the âgood copsâ who are âprotestingâ are propaganda designed to make you think ânot all cops are badâ? do you realize that when the chief of police of flint said âletâs not make this a protest, letâs make it a parade,â he was successfully de-escalating the situation and dissolving the protest?
the police force has been corrupt since long before you and i were born. people donât become cops to protect and serve, they become cops to feel strong and to use their strength against others. you are falling for propaganda if you believe that white men kneeling a la colin kaepernick mean the cops you see firing rubber bullets and batoning people are the exception to the rule.Â
all cops are bastards. full stop.Â
Watch these out of contextđ
Tell me you don't feel the fanfic coming.
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we all bounce from media hyperfixation to media hyperfixation but we retain our Types of character who we consistently become obsessed with
First Taste of Love
Summary:Â
Betty Cooper had it all in Phoenix, but after her parents send her to spend the summer in Riverdale with her grandparents and she meets Jughead Jones, she learns that maybe her life hadnât been as perfect as she thought.Â
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âHi, boys.â Her voice was soft as she leaned against the pool table.Â
One of the boys was wearing a leather vest and a cocky smirk, âWho might you be?"Â
"Elizabeth, but you can call me Betty."Â
"Weâre not going to call you anything.â The one who had been playing pool looked up after clearing the table. âDonât know if you got lost, but this is the Southside and a bar. Youâre a minor on the wrong side of the tracks."Â
Scoffing, Betty pulled her ID out of her purse. "Not a minor."Â
The man chuckled, "Thatâs a fake. And horribly done, by the way."Â
"You always this much of a buzz kill?"Â
"No, Iâm not interested in making me or any of my guys your boy toy to piss off Mommy and Daddy. Now, excuse yourself back to the other side of town.â
âExcuse me? What the hell does that even mean?"Â
"It means youâre a Northsider rebelling against your parents for reasons I donât care to know, and none of us are going to help you do so."Â Â
"You got a big mouth for a guy who has no idea what heâs talking about.â She took a step closer to him, her eyes burning with anger.Â
âAnd you have no concept of personal space. Now, if youâll excuse me, I have better things to do with my time. Iâm sure you can find your own way home."Â
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Ah! Please go read this, itâs so wonderful and sweet! Itâs everything you need right now đđ words canât even describe how much I adore this fic
Spent the last 2 days completely zoned out, thank you brain, can I return to reality now?
Hard same.
@srainebuggie tell me this isnât you
just wanna see my 3 friends
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Chapter Update
Chapter 4 is available now
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Ahhhh I love this so much đ such a lovely fic, Cyd!
"But it was becoming increasingly hard for Betty to ignore the way the butterflies felt in her stomach when Jughead was around. She couldn't deny that he made her smile in ways she only dreamed of after watching a cheesy rom-com. Everything Betty never knew she wanted, she had found in her time with Jughead."
- A snippet from my upcoming one-shot
AH! Iâm so excitedddd đ