The stars should be bright tonight, was all he’d said.
Dany wrapped her fingers around the balustrade and tried not to feel foolish. She had every right to be here- this was her castle, her great stone balcony open to the winter night sky-
Was it so hard to be honest? she wondered at herself. What if she simply accepted that she was waiting here in a lumpy fur coat thrown over her nightgown, waiting for a man who had given the barest hint that he would come for her?
If asked to put into words the afternoon Betty spent with Jughead, she would not be able to. Those hours together were nearly animalistic in their frenzy. Hands lighting each other on fire, years of pent-up desire escaping their bodies in heavy moans and strangled sighs.
The only name she could remember was his. The only feeling the rock of their bodies against one another.
No one called. No one rang the doorbell or sent a text. It was as if the world had allowed them a moment for goodbyes. To make up for lost time they would never have again.
Betty almost cried when they parted, but whispered against her lips was a promise he’d be back after he grabbed a cup of coffee from the pot. Now more than ever he needed something to keep him awake. She certainly had exhausted him.
She stayed in his bed, curled up with her face buried in the soft pillows. They were just like him, smelling of bitter chocolate. Gone for so few minutes and already she craved his presence again. What would they do? How could they live without each other now?
When he entered, their eyes met. It was a familiar electricity. For years they had been dancing around each other. Unspoken need and stifled feelings. Not long ago he had held her, felt every inch of his body and said the words she had waited for forever.
I love you, Betty Cooper.
At last, she felt her morality break through to the surface and scream. Her best friends fiance. When she was supposed to be gathering the flowers for their nuptials. Which were, of course, in one week. She remembered her phone sitting somewhere in Veronica’s apartment, how many times it had likely been called. No doubt her mailbox was practically full to the brim with angry messages from her mother, her sister, and her best friend.
“You’re getting married.”
Finally, Betty spoke, tears threatening to fall from her eyes. It was something she had to accept. What this moment was, all that it could be, was a fleeting glimpse of what could have been.
“Maybe,” he took a sip of his coffee, wincing when it burned his tongue, “But not to Veronica.”
For a moment, the world stopped.
“I don’t want to marry her. She doesn’t want to marry me. You said yourself it was doomed to end in failure. And after tonight…I don’t want to end up like my parents, in a loveless marriage where I drink too much and my kids can see that we hate each other. Besides, Hiram scares the shit out of me. Let that be Archie’s problem.”
It was like the world had shaken, knocked her off course. The world didn’t give Betty Cooper a happy ending. It gave her hope and then nothing. His words were almost too good to be true.
“She’s going to hate me,” Betty whispered, taking a shaky breath. She curled in on herself as the panic began to settle in.
Jughead sat beside her, taking her hand in his and kissing her out turned palm. It was comforting. It always had been.
“No, she won’t. She’ll thank you. Thank you for setting us both free of a doomed matrimony. We can go together. You need your phone and I have a few flannels over at her place that I really like.”
The way he spoke about it, so casually, perplexed her. To Betty, everything was a waking nightmare. Every day was a struggle to pull herself from bed, to walk to work, to clock in, to call the florists again. But with Jughead, maybe it didn’t have to be.
Hand in hand they walked to the Lodge residence. Veronica opened the door with a prideful grace. When they told her, she didn’t cry. She didn’t scream or throw Betty from the room. She didn’t obliterate their friendship. She simply smiled.
“Oh thank God,” Veronica let out a shaky breath. And then she was laughing. Laughing like a mad woman. Laughing like someone who at any moment might forget how to laugh again. When it finally settled, her grin was back, much more calm and dignified. “Kind of sucks that all this wedding stuff is going to waste though?”
“Well…it doesn’t have to,” Betty turned to Jughead who had spoken.
Her eyes went wide, watching as he sunk before her on one knee. He took her hands again. Blue met Green in a familiar tango.
Veronica gasped and pulled the engagement ring from her finger. She quickly ran to him, slipping it into his breast pocket. “You can’t just propose without a ring Jug! Have I taught you nothing about romance?”
He smiled and pulled the ring out. “Betty Cooper, will you marry me?”
It was at that moment she knew that everything would be okay.
Thank you for all your nice words and concerns. To be honest, I have no idea when I’ll feel better - it already feels like forever, so it’s hard to tell. If you follow me for some time, you propably noticed it keeps happening from time to time - I just got used to that.
i saw the long reddit thread of regretful parent stories and my dumb ass thought "maybe this IS important to read since everyone is losing their minds over how good it is" but i felt sick. so many were parents of autistic kids and kids w disabilities and were like "my life is ruined because i have to take care of my low functioning child" or whatever and it's... fucking depressing, especially as someone who was raised by an abusive mother. i could understand regretting certain aspects of (1/2)
parenthood (like, idk, not having as much time to spend traveling or whatever else they complain about) but seeing parents straight up admit they believe their lives would be better if their kid had never been born just. makes me so sick. and i feel horrible for their kids. also, feel free to not post this if you don’t want to bc it sounds like you’re done with this whole argument but… i’m just glad you brought it up because it made feel so repulsed and i didn’t think anyone felt that way.
first of all i’m really sorry about your mother… i saw the post with the last comment already pointing out what’s horrible about it, but honestly i was scrolling down and i was really worried there won’t be anything like that at the end, just people feeling sorry for the awful parents instead of thinking about the children and it’s so depressing and worrying to see so many people who actually feel that way or don’t think it’s disgusting how those people talk about their children? and i completely agree like it’s fine to complain about certain aspects of parenthood like having less time for yourself (tho this is also something you should be aware of when you decide to have kids, they’re not toys you can just toss aside when you get bored lmao) or to feel tired sometimes, i think that’s just human, but you can’t make your child feel unwanted and like a burden, those are two entirely different things?? and it’s just mind blowing to me how those people talk about feeling nothing for their kids or seeing them as objects and then other people on this site are all “those are important stories that need to be shared” while sympathising with the abusive parents…. it’s okay if you don’t want to have kids or you dislike kids, but if you see those kind of stories and you feel “validated” by them and see nothing wrong with it and you sympathise with the parents you’re uhhh a pretty awful person imo
I’m 6.5K in on my 19x03 Barisi episode tag, and I’m still sick, and I’m currently falling asleep on my laptop, and I can either half-ass the ending of this fic tonight, or I can whole-ass it tomorrow.
Since I’m trying to weave together some pretty disparate stuff in terms of Barisi canon (Barba’s death threats,
the deep respect of S17, the bullshit of S18, the flirting in the first 3 episodes of S19, even a little bit of the teasing of S16, I mean, you name it!), and since I’m trying to keep this fic 100% canon-compliant, I’d really like to have a chance to look over the story tomorrow, with a clear (and hopefully fever-free) head.
I’m sorry for the delay, and I truly hope tonight’s episode* gives us new and fresh Barisi to enjoy :D
*which I’ll watch very late in the day tomorrow, and only after I’ve posted my fic, as punishment for literally doubling my story in length in one day. If only I had left out some of the angst and the backstory, I could have finished it by now! But nope! The heart wants what it wants. This started 60% fluffy and now it’s about 78% angst :/ with a fluffy ending of course :D
I initially passed over Doki Doki Literature Club, but your reactions make me want to circle back and put it on my wishlist, anyway, to get it in a sale or something. How is it holding up?
I admit, despite how much my fingers have run cold, how many times I have switched screens (mostly because I made sure my progress was shared through Discord), and how much I removed my earphones because I didn’t want to lower the volume, I overall enjoyed the game probably because most of my fear came from knowing NOTHING and others saying for me to get prepared for SOMETHING, it’s very clever but it does have dark humor in it. The game itself is free on Steam, but they have a fan edition that you can pay for if you want to support the creators. As far as I know, the story from the free and paid editions are one and the same, of course the paid has bonus content such as CGs and the like. Just know that this game gets REALLY DARK, they weren’t joking around with all the warnings etc. People with anxiety, depression, and overall people who get disturbed easily should NOT play this game, because some things could possibly trigger you;; But if you’re willing to risk it, then sure, it’s not that bad, but just best prepare yourself because it’s not your typical Dating Sim, so you shouldn’t expect it to be one.
Even though I was told that I got the REALLY bad end, fuck my life majority of my enjoyment of the game stemmed because I was live commenting on it in Discord (God forbid I stream the game because I KNOW I’ll die if I streamed it, it’s just that kind of game) and it was nice to see which scenes I got, and which scenes other people got, because apparently aside from the main story line, some scenes/scenarios happen by chance (aka random occurrences) AND depending on our choices/how fast we choose our options, I think? (People said I should hurry in certain parts so I think that’s why the speed in which you make a decision is important). I do want to get the ‘true end’ or see the other endings but I don’t think I’ll be playing the game again anytime soon.
I don’t know what you mean by how much I’m holding up, but I am backreading my experience of the game and I find it hilarious now PFFF I’ll show the highlights under the read more (but this will be spoiler free of the game):
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Chanyeol: Lay Hyung~~~~~ Though we weren’t able to be together much this year, but you know i still love you right?? Love you ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️ Happy birthday!!!! ♥️♥️♥️
Lay: ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ You are going to upload this on instagram again aren’t you ㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋㅋ I really love you. It’s a pity that i didn’t manage to see you because you were too busy, kkaebiru~ (t/n: fans are speculating that ‘kkaebiru’ is evolved from ‘kkaebsong’ and ‘kkaebi’)
171008 real__pcy: 사랑하는 레이형!! 오늘 해외에서 돌아와서 정신이 없어서 까먹어버렸지만..생일 축하해요!! 올해는 정말 얼굴보기 힘들었지만 그래도 많이많이 생각하는거 알지??? 중국에서도 건강하고 얼른 자주 봐요♥️
Beloved Lay Hyung!! I just got back from overseas today and was absentminded so i forgot about this but still… Happy Birthday!! It was hard for us to meet face to face this year, but you know that i think about you a lot right??? Take care of your health in China and let’s meet frequently soon ♥️