ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ‹ ♡ ›
sea breeze and the surf sound at 1 am will remind me of u and this summer. i can't even remember how you and i spoke for the first time, but i know that i'm already a lil bit in love with u.
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sea breeze and the surf sound at 1 am will remind me of u and this summer. i can't even remember how you and i spoke for the first time, but i know that i'm already a lil bit in love with u.
@serpentcooper // cont. from here
BETTY COOPER !!
[ TEXT / BETTS ] i ---- can’t really explain the baby oil, betts.
[ TEXT / BETTS ] but, i don’t know. it was just --- weird.
[ TEXT / BETTS ] i couldn’t say it back, right? i’m with steve. there’s no way
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Jughead had realized the question had been a little invasive, at least compared to what their relationship was used to previous to losing their virginities to one another. His eyebrow was cocked as she seemed to piece together what he was truly asking of her, though innocently showering with one another was something he wouldn’t oppose either. He winked at her just as she replied to him, the boy turning his back and out of the trailer bedroom. A chuckle rose giddily from his chest just as he heard the thump of her hopping out of bed. The sound of her scurrying feet to catch up with him caught up with him quickly as his hands rose just in time to catch her jumping onto his back.
“Oh it’s like that, huh?”
His tone was more childlike that he usually presented, his excitement peeking as he approached the room. The trailer’s size was small and, as Betty had spoke about moments prior, the bathroom too wasn’t much for the imagination. Letting Betty down just as they reached the tiny room and the shower that lacked a tub, Jughead’s lips grew into a smug grin as he shut the door behind her. Locking it, just in case someone barged into the trailer he’d only currently returned to as a part of his dad’s release, Jughead pulled her hips towards him instinctively. Sure the place wasn’t a mansion or as big as the home of the foster family watching out for him, but FP’s trailer was preferred to anywhere else he’d resided. As far as Jughead was concerned, home had never been a place for him rather...the company he endured.
“Real romantic, huh?”
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“THAT JACKET LOOKS GOOD on you, Cooper..” Chuck sounded both impressed and surprised--but only slightly. He’d seen a side of her very few had ever seen. He knew Dark Betty and Dark Betty belonged in that jacket.
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❛ don’t look at me like that. ❜ annoyance laces her tone as she grabs yet another beer from the fridge. ❛ i need something to pass the time while the dye sets. besides, don’t you have more important things to do than just sit here and judge me for what i do ?? ❜
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Pitkins Park was chilly with the fall weather, but not enough to ward off passersby. He found her on a park bench shortly after he finished practice with the football team at Southside High. He recognized a few faces from when they team had gone up against Riverdale except now he was on the other end. He hadn’t been put through thier own team’s hazing, but it must not be far off.
Archie caught her chin gently with his thumb and crooked fingers to inspect her face.“What’s this?” Her lip bears a bright red cut that wasn’t there yesterday. “You throwing fisticuffs, Betts?”
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ➷ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ➹ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ➷ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ❝ you are a collection of the stories you've read and the night ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤskies you've admired. ㅤyou are the ㅤsmiles you've given to ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤstrangers and the tears you've lost on your pillows. ㅤyou are ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤa mixture of cosmic stardust ㅤand earth ❞ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ➷ you are your imagination and anticipation
ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ˗ˏˋ ☆ ˎˊ˗ ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ❝ они говорят, что ты можешь слышать запах моря, ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤкогда она проходит мимо, слышать океан в её голосе ㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤ и шум волн в ее смехе. ❞