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ce-les-tial /səˈlesCHəl/ adjective. superemely good.
independent multimuse selective // mutuals only mun & muses 18+ est: 10/16
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BETTY:

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“Because of some sleazy jerk from the city? Come on Archie you’re better than that. I couldn’t tell between all the dim lights and dancing how much you regretted it, apparently.”
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            i  know  ,  betty  .  i  know  i’m  better  than  that  .  but  the  way  ronnie  was  acting  around  nick  just  really  pushed  me  over  the  edge  .  i  couldn’t  take  it  anymore  .  i’m  sorry  you  had  to  see  me  acting  like  someone  i’m  not  .  and  i’m  even  more  sorry  for  not  checking  up  on  you  the  next  day  . 

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CHERYL:

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        “cheryl blossom.” she looked him over, she’d definitely seen worse. at least he was well dressed. “it’s a name you’ll want to remember.” she grinned. a slight head tilt, “and just how can you be of assistance?”
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            oh  ,  i  can  assure  you  i  won’t  forget  .  it’s  a  pleasure  to  meet  you  ,  cheryl  .    he  likes  this  girl  ,  her  personality  intrigues  him  ,  as  does  her  confidence  .    well  ,  for  one  thing  ,  i’d  be  happy  to  show  you  around  the  school  and  the  city  ,  perhaps  introduce  you  to  some  people  as  well  .  how  does  that  sound  ? 

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ARCHIE:

“Okay. I’ll see you soon.” The promise is out before he realizes he had only mentioned texted her when he got back, not seeing her, but had there ever been the notion he wouldn’t? 
Archie debates taking Vegas for the jog when the lab greets him at the back door, but decides against it when he thinks about the Black Hood. It seem trivial to worry about his dog when his friends are dying, but any way of saving a life counts. 
Muscle memory carries his sneaker clad feet to Geraldine’s house, but her old blue beetle  doesn’t sit in the drive. She isn’t curled up reading a book in an armchair inside while her glasses slip down her nose. She isn’t even breathing. Archie scuffs the wet pavement and tries not to think about the next girl he kissed after her disappearing down the road at the bar tonight. 
Archie chooses to walk home instead, since running isn’t clearing his head. Fishing his phone out of his pocket he clicks to his messages. 
[ text: ponytail ] u still up?

          betty  enters  her  house  quietly  ,  not  feeling  up  to  confrontation  with  her  father  right  now  .  her  mother  still isn’t  home  ,  which  is  probably  for  the  best  .  making  her  way  into  her  bedroom  ,  she  places  the  jacket  archie  has  so  kindly  let  her  borrow  onto  her  bed  and  takes  a  moment  to  look  at  herself  in  the  mirror  .  it  wan’t  the  same  betty  cooper  that  bursted  to  life  in  shades  of  pastel  pinks  and  blues  .  this  was  the  dark  side  of  betty  cooper  ,  the  one  that  aspired  to  be  confident  and  take  risks  .  and  as  much  as  she  liked  the  adrenaline  rush  ,  sometimes  it  was  too  much  .  she  changes  out  of  the  skirt  and  lingerie  and  puts  on  jeans  ,  a  t-shirt  ,  and  a  warm  cardigan  .  she  leaves  her  hair  down  ,  deciding  that  she’s  liked  it  better  that  way  lately  .  it’s  not  long  before  her  phone  lights  up  with  a  text  from  archie  .

          [  text:  archie  ]  yeah.  i  still  have  your  jacket  btw.
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Merry Christmas to my Betty Boops!

I follow ( & write ) with some fantastic, wonderful Nancy Drew sleuth’s out there! I actually wrote Betty before Archie, so she is very dear to my heart. As many of you know, love and hound me for I am a Barchie captain, but I never force it on my writers. I love that there are Betty writers out there who create so many faucets of Betty, whether they are in love with my trash son or not. Thank you for bringing a voice to a character who means so much to me. Merry Christmas to the Elizabeth’s below (and more! ❤ ❤ ❤
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CHRISTMAS STARTERS

( assorted prompts that are all bedecked with christmas themes. from salty, to ecstatic, to indifferent - feel free to change up the context, pronouns, or words ! )

❛❛ All I want for Christmas is peace & quiet. ❜❜ ❛❛ If mistletoe appears in my one-meter vicinity, I’ll burn it. ❜❜ ❛❛ So - what are you getting me for Christmas? ❜❜ ❛❛ What do you mean, Santa isn’t real? ❜❜ ❛❛ The only thing I like about Christmas is to get drunk on eggnog & wine, & sulk over my year’s regrets. ❜❜  ❛❛ You always give the best presents. ❜❜ ❛❛ Let me get a picture of this for the memories. ❜❜ ❛❛ Christmas party at your house! ❜❜ ❛❛ I swear to god, if you give me a ‘dick-in-a-box’ for Christmas again- ❜❜ ❛❛ It’s snowing! ❜❜ ❛❛ Snow plus sleigh equals fun times. ❜❜ ❛❛ Snow plus sleigh equals broken bones. ❜❜ ❛❛ Please stop saying ‘Christmas is coming’ in Stark’s voice. ❜❜  ❛❛ Are you really setting traps for Santa — ? ❜❜ ❛❛ Don’t eat the cookies & milk I’m leaving on the table, unless your name is Santa. ❜❜ ❛❛ Ah yes, the age-old tradition of an obese old man dressed in a red suit - breaking into your house. ❜❜ ❛❛ Wanna help with the pudding? ❜❜ ❛❛ Help me decorate the Christmas tree. ❜❜ ❛❛ You’re really - enthusiastic - with the decorations. ❜❜   ❛❛ I knitted a sweater for you. Here, wear it. ❜❜ ❛❛ What did you use to knit the sweater? Two left-hands & parental guidance from a hamster? ❜❜ ❛❛ Are you coming to the Christmas party? ❜❜ ❛❛ How did you get tangled in all these fairy lights – ? ❜❜ ❛❛ Let me help with the gift-wrapping. ❜❜ ❛❛ Remember when you caught on fire last year? ❜❜ ❛❛ Oh no - no - you stay away from the alcohol. ❜❜ ❛❛ Stop telling me lies about Santa & his tiny elves. ❜❜  ❛❛ Oh shit, I forgot to buy the presents. ❜❜ ❛❛ Are you telling me you don’t put marshmallows in your hot chocolate? ❜❜ ❛❛ Is this what you do every Christmas? ❜❜ ❛❛ I’m not letting you barricade yourself in your room again for Christmas. ❜❜ ❛❛ Come on! Live a little - find true love - piss in the snow! It’s Christmas. ❜❜         ❛❛ It may be Christmas, but that’s still illegal. ❜❜ ❛❛ Christmas is just another day. What’s the big deal? ❜❜ ❛❛ Christmas should be six months long - not one. ❜❜     
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ARCHIE:

His lips part to insist she isn’t a burden, but the words stay silent. Now Archie feels like the burden. She shouldn’t have to play sleepover with him like thier kids again just to distract him from a cracked heart. Shedding his jacket, he moves to place it around her shoulders after she shivers. The weather has been up and down in Riverdale lately resulting in Christmas sweaters one minute and only a thin shirt next.
He doesn’t want to be cooped up at home just yet. Empty rooms where Veronica had just been a day before will only bring his mood down more if that’s possible. 
“I’m gonna go for a run.” He decides in the moment, throwing caution to the wind that a serial killer might be lurking in the darkness around the block. “I’ll text you when I get back?”

          the  warmth  of  the  jacket  stops  her  from  shivering  .  it’s  been  a  long  time  since  she’s  felt  his  warmth  to  comfort  her  ,  but  without  jughead  ,  he  was  all  she  had  .  she  puts  her  arms  into  the  jacket  so  that  she  can  wear  it  .  the  sleeves  are  long  and  it  hangs  loosely  on  her  slender  body  .  her  eyes  meet  his  when  he  makes  his  decision  to  go  on  a  run  and  she  nods  ,  realizing  that  he  isn’t  going  to  leave  her  in  her  current  state  tonight  .    yeah  ,  text  me  if  you  need  me  .  i’ll  change  into  something  less  revealing  ,  preferably  warmer  . 

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@fissarsi accepting 

          hayley  couldn’t  help  but  chuckle  as  she  noticed  the  mistletoe  above  the  two  of  them  after  he  brought  her  attention  to  it  .  smiling  ,  she  leaned  in  and  kissed  the  other  softly  ,  lingering  for  a  bit  before  pulling  away  .    merry  christmas  ,  enzo  . 

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MISTLETOE ( from archie to veronica )

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@creativechaos accepting

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            i  can’t  think  of  a  better  excuse  to  kiss  you  .    veronica  teases  ,  pulling  the  other  in  for  a  kiss  under  the  mistletoe  above  them  .    merry  christmas  ,  archiekins  . 

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kissed! for my arch and your betts

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@steeledwill accepting 45. body kisses

          the  blonde  was  laying  on  the  other’s  bed  in  just  her  underwear  ,  her  nerves  heightened  now  more  than  ever  .  he  had  experience  when  it  came  to  these  things  ,  unlike  her  ,  and  it  proved  to  be  quite  intimidating  despite  the  fact  that  he  was  her  best  friend  .  archie’s  lips  set  her  skin  on  fire  as  they  made  their  way  from  her  lips  down  to  her  bellybutton  ,  putting  her  at  ease  while  also  providing  pleasure  .    archie  .  .  .    betty  whispered  as  he  trailed  upward  again  ,  capturing  his  lips  with  her  own  .

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ARCHIE:

Archie opens his door and swings his legs to prop his heels against the ledge of the truck bed he’d step on to get in. He watches her walk around the truck with headlights still on so that they flash across her curled hair. He doesn’t know what to expect from Betty tonight. Just when he feels like he has a handle on who she has become since the summer she does something to throw it off kilter. 
“Betts – you don’t have to shut me out.” His feet hit the ground after flicking off the headlights. There’s a desperation to be distracted from his own heartache, but Archie doesn’t want her to feel the same way he does and be alone. 
“What’s going on with you tonight? First that dance and now…” He rubs a hand through the hair along the side of his head before scratching the back. She hasn’t changed out of her outfit yet; having only pulled on her skirt and top after Archie handed it to her back at the bar. Black lace underneath pink fabric and baby blue denim which brought a faint pink to across his cheeks. 
“Just because you feel alone doesn’t mean you have to be.”

          betty  turns  around  to  face  archie  when  he  says  she  doesn’t  have  to  shut  him  out  ,  paying  attention  since  he’s  been  silent  basically  the  entire  way  back  to  their  neighborhood  .  tucking  a  strand  of  hair  behind  her  ear  ,  she  watches  as  he  turns  the  headlights  off  and  jumps  to  the  ground  before  moving  closer  to  her  .  she  blinks  a  few  times  at  his  last  statement  ,  knowing  he’s  not  having  the  best  of  nights  either  .    archie  ,  i  know  tonight  hasn’t  had  you  feeling  the  best  either  .  i  don’t  wanna  be  a  burden  to  you  .  but  if  you  don’t  feel  like  being  alone  tonight  i  won’t  hesitate  to  stay  with  you  .  you  know  that  .  ❜  a  shiver  runs  down  her  spine  and  she  crosses  her  arms  over  her  chest  .  it’s  definitely  not  the  right  weather  to  be  wearing  what  she  is  .    if  you  want  me  to  stay  with  you  ,  all  you  have  to  do  is  say  the  word  and  i  will  . 

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he doesn’t have tissues or even napkins in the truck to give her. he makes a mental note to keep something in the glove compartment; if not for a crying girl in the passenger seat than at least to have them in any other time of need. 
archie looks past her to the whyte worm where he assumes jughead is still inside. should he say something to his other best friend? confront him for breaking up with betty? it isn’t like jughead to do something so recklessly; that’s archie’s job. but betty clearly needs to go home before he does anything else. 
“okay. we don’t…have to talk about it. I’ll take you home.” 
it’s not a long drive which is a relief considering archie doesn’t know what to say to console betty. he doesn’t even know what to think to make himself feel better. since her house is right next to his he parks in his own driveway.
“I’ll walk you to your place okay? I bet your dad is still home even if your mom isn’t yet.”

          betty’s  head  hangs  low  and  she’s  still  sniffling  by  the  time  they  park  in  archie’s  driveway  .  it’s  another  painful  thing  for  her  to  deal  with  this  school  year  ,  her  second  heartbreak  within  mere  months  .  she  sits  in  silence  for  a  moment  after  the  truck’s  engine  stops  running  before  she  gets  out  of  it  .  using  her  sleeve  ,  she  wipes  away  the  remaining  tears  in  her  eyes  and  walks  around  to  archie’s  side  of  the  truck  .    don’t  worry  about  walking  me  next  door  .  it’s  fine  .  besides  ,  i  know  you’ve  got  a  lot  going  on  ,  and  i’m  sure  i  can  expect  a  phone  call  from  our  black  hooded  friend  expressing  his  happiness  for  my  broken  heart  .    she  doesn’t  know  how  to  stop  herself  from  crying  again  ,  she’s  broken  .    thanks  for  the  ride  ,  i’ll  leave  you  alone  now  . 

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