Look, if I introduced a WIP on here excitedly and then promptly never mentioned it again, it doesnât mean Iâm not working on it, it means Iâm slowly rotating it in my mind like a rotisserie chicken and then went out to the grocery store to buy several other rotisserie chickens while I wait for it to cook and then slowly started rotating those rotisserie chickens and repeat
âIâm going to prove it to you, you know.â Jughead said, after some minutes of silence, as they walked slowly towards the edge of forest.
âProve what?â Betty tried not to frown in confusion.
âProve that voicemail wrong. Prove to you how I really feel.â Jughead said, trying to keep his tone light. âI hate that those are the words that I put out there. I know what words can do to someone. Iâm going to prove to you how I really feel about you. Every day. If you let me.â
âJug,â Betty started, a little uneasily. âCan we just â I think itâs better if â I â I just want to try and forget about that message and move on. Turn a new page, start a new chapter. I donât want you to start this because of some misplaced sense of guilt.â
Jughead shook his head. âNo â thatâs not what I meant.â He sighed. âLook, Betty, I want to make up for lost time. I want to be the person you deserve. And Iâd want to prove that to you regardless. I never want to take you for granted again.â
They picked up coffee to go from Popâs and set off towards the woodland on the outskirts of Riverdale. Betty could feel the atmosphere between them getting heavier with every step. The idea of a walk, which had seemed like such a good way to put off the talk for a couple more minutes and to give them both space, now seemed foolish and a way to prolong the pain.
They barely spoke to each other until they got to the edge of the woods. Betty had no idea how to segue from pleasantries toâŚwhatever it was they needed to air today.
âSo, I guess we canât put it off any longer,â Jughead vocalised the thought that was going around Bettyâs head, as they started down the main woodland path.
âI guess not.â She agreed. âIâm not sure where to start. Iâd say at the beginning but ââ
They picked up coffee to go from Popâs and set off towards the woodland on the outskirts of Riverdale. Betty could feel the atmosphere between them getting heavier with every step. The idea of a walk, which had seemed like such a good way to put off the talk for a couple more minutes and to give them both space, now seemed foolish and a way to prolong the pain.
They barely spoke to each other until they got to the edge of the woods. Betty had no idea how to segue from pleasantries toâŚwhatever it was they needed to air today.
âSo, I guess we canât put it off any longer,â Jughead vocalised the thought that was going around Bettyâs head, as they started down the main woodland path.
âI guess not.â She agreed. âIâm not sure where to start. Iâd say at the beginning but ââ
They picked up coffee to go from Popâs and set off towards the woodland on the outskirts of Riverdale. Betty could feel the atmosphere between them getting heavier with every step. The idea of a walk, which had seemed like such a good way to put off the talk for a couple more minutes and to give them both space, now seemed foolish and a way to prolong the pain.
They barely spoke to each other until they got to the edge of the woods. Betty had no idea how to segue from pleasantries toâŚwhatever it was they needed to air today.
âSo, I guess we canât put it off any longer,â Jughead vocalised the thought that was going around Bettyâs head, as they started down the main woodland path.
âI guess not.â She agreed. âIâm not sure where to start. Iâd say at the beginning but ââ
rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories (if you have fewer than 20, just list them all!). See if there are any patterns. Choose your favourite opening line. Then tag some people to take part.
tagged by the always amazing @stonerbugheadđ
i feel like i'm about to face some harsh truths about myself and my love of opening with dialogue đ
1. He catches Betty by the waist, spinning her around as she laughs, tossing her head back and yelling at him to let her go through her giggles.
âthis is the way he loves her
2. Picking her up and almost slamming her down on the old table in the garage, he kisses her deeply while slotting himself between her thighs. Her hands are tangled in the soft hair at the back of his head, his beanie lost somewhere on the floor when she pulls him back into her, nipping at his lower lip before letting him go.
âi'm letting go (of everything but you)
3. She took him in: the glasses were new, but it felt like everything else about him was the same. Except for the space between them. She didnât think sheâd ever get used to that, not completely.
âseven years
4. âJughead,â Veronica calls, running up behind him on the street and tugging on his arm. âI have the best idea.â
âthe unbearable temptation of jughead jones
5. âI never meant to hurt you.â
âpromise me tomorrow
6. âDo you remember how we met?â he asked, pushing a thumb under her chin again, keeping his eyes on hers.
âsensual politics
7. âItâs Betty,â she corrected with a tight smile. âNot Beth.â
âwicked game
8. âAnd why would I help you?â Jughead asks, not looking up from the book in his hands. âDidnât you tell me just last week that I would be a virgin in my basement untilââ
âit was you all along
9. âNo, Betty, no,â Veronica demanded, shaking a finger in reprimand. âWe do not cry over boys when our makeup is this on point.â
âhopeless romantic
10. Jugheadâs looking at the backside of the pretty blonde leaning over the counter in the coffee shop when he hears someone call out âBetty.â She stiffens before standing upright to turn around and look behind her, catching the strangerâs eye before putting on a strained smile.
âkiss me, keep me
no, no, the rest are going under the cut, no one needs to be subjected to more opening dialogue unless they want to be.
11. âYouâre going to live with your dad and sister, Jughead, and thatâs final.â
âbad desire
12. âWeâll be back!â the redheaded witch screamed, trying to ignore the feeling of the rough fibers of the rope wrapped around her neck. âYouâll pay for this-â
âthe business of being dead (and the curse of virginity)
13. Betty Cooper is, if anything, a good girl. At least, thatâs what she tells herself every time she drools over someone she knows she should consider, at best, a casual acquaintance of her own and newest good friend of her best friend and roommate.
âthe good girl's guide
14. Betty was about two seconds from rolling her eyes at the dude-bro in front of her but instead she plastered on a smile and let a giggle loose as she leaned into him, trailing her fingers up his arm, biting her lip. As she stared up at him through her lashes, she fought back the bloodlust sheâd swallowed the entire day, knowing that the worst of the worst frat house on campus was going to be having a party that night.
âdevil's don't fly
15. âWhat,â Jughead says, a low hiss into his now contraband phone, âthe actual fuck, Archie?!â
âit's friday, he's in love
16. âIâm sorry, but I just got out of a relationship that ended badly,â she told him with sincerely apologetic eyes. âIâm not readyâ"
âwait for you
17. âThereâs a difference, you know,â Veronica tells him, arms crossed as she follows his glare, âin the way you look at Betty and the way she looks at Archie.â
âonly wanna be with you
18. It is a truth universally acknowledged that a group of teenagers within earshot of an argument will stop to listen. Which brings us to the current scene of a group of six, observing two of their own lost in their own world.
âthe constancy (of inconsistency)
19. She laughs as he spins her around their living room as long past popular songs play from the radio speakers in the dimly lit room, her sundress twirling around her knees. Her bare feet barely miss being stepped on by his boots as he laughs along with her.
âif i told you who i am (can i call you baby?)
20. âYou could have told me you were single, you know,â he almost shouts as heâs pulling her shirt over her head, tossing it to the side.
âhaven't you heard (it's national ferris wheel day)?
uh, i like dialogue. that is what i learned and what i've always known about myself, ha. also, my faves are usually when i get to start off where there's friendship involved because i like when i get to let friends banter back and forth before getting further into the story.
tagging: @teapotfiction, @thatiranianphantom, @riverdalenerdlol, @middleagedresidentofriverdale, @edgarsabandonedrocketship, and @happilyshanghaiedđ
There was a pointed lack of messages on her phone. Normally sheâd have heard several times from both her mom and her sister checking what time sheâd be arriving. The radio silence unnerved her, so she figured it was best to approach it like a band aid - get the awkward fake apologies over with and go back to pretending like they were civil to each other.
Betty stopped in the bathroom to check her appearance, smoothing down her hair in a futile attempt to meet her motherâs beauty standards.
âWill I do?â she asked, without thinking as she walked back into the room. As soon as she had spoken, mortification took over. A question like that implied a familiarity that she simply didnât have with Jughead. A familiarity they hadnât had for years.
Just as she was hoping the ground would swallow her up, he replied.
It had been inevitable, she knew. From the moment she accepted Jugheadâs invitation to get out and forget the cares of the day, something had been burning. Theyâd been drawn to each other like moths to a flame. Forgetting seven years of hurt as they relaxed in each otherâs company. Play acting like it was fine, that they didnât have baggage weighing them down. Stumbling happily into mistakes that could be their undoing
It had been inevitable, she knew. From the moment she accepted Jugheadâs invitation to get out and forget the cares of the day, something had been burning. Theyâd been drawn to each other like moths to a flame. Forgetting seven years of hurt as they relaxed in each otherâs company. Play acting like it was fine, that they didnât have baggage weighing them down. Stumbling happily into mistakes that could be their undoing
So let me get this straight, you leave these two dummies drunk in a scenario where there is ONLY ONE BED and you end the chapter with only a kiss?!? Jail for one thousand years for blue-balling us! JAIL FOR YOU ALICE!
Riverdale hasn't felt like home for Betty for a long, long time. Ever since she left for college, it's been somewhere she had to visit, rather than somewhere she wanted to. Her friends are long gone - not that she can really consider them friends anymore - and her family is... Well they're the Coopers. Enough said.
Begrudgingly home for the Christmas holidays, with the first time off work she's had all year, Betty decides to treat herself to a stay at a local Inn to give herself some respite from Cooper holiday dynamics.
It's a great plan - unfortunately a mix up with the bookings, means she's unexpectedly having to share a room with someone she never thought she'd see again.
Riverdale hasn't felt like home for Betty for a long, long time. Ever since she left for college, it's been somewhere she had to visit, rather than somewhere she wanted to. Her friends are long gone - not that she can really consider them friends anymore - and her family is... Well they're the Coopers. Enough said.
Begrudgingly home for the Christmas holidays, with the first time off work she's had all year, Betty decides to treat herself to a stay at a local Inn to give herself some respite from Cooper holiday dynamics.
It's a great plan - unfortunately a mix up with the bookings, means she's unexpectedly having to share a room with someone she never thought she'd see again.
Riverdale hasn't felt like home for Betty for a long, long time. Ever since she left for college, it's been somewhere she had to visit, rather than somewhere she wanted to. Her friends are long gone - not that she can really consider them friends anymore - and her family is... Well they're the Coopers. Enough said.
Begrudgingly home for the Christmas holidays, with the first time off work she's had all year, Betty decides to treat herself to a stay at a local Inn to give herself some respite from Cooper holiday dynamics.
It's a great plan - unfortunately a mix up with the bookings, means she's unexpectedly having to share a room with someone she never thought she'd see again.
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