#elizabeth cooper

[bumblesimagines]

so… what are we?

i had a ring and everything.

i wish i could take it all back.

(post timeskip) Betty Cooper

Pronouns: He/Him/His, M!Reader

CW/TW: Sexual content

(Y/N) wanted to hate himself. 

He knew better than to answer Archie Andrew's call. He knew better than to take days off work at the local university to visit Riverdale. He knew better than letting Betty sit beside him in the booth at Pop's and speaking more than a few sentences to her. He knew better than to agree to drive her home. 

He made a promise to himself two birthdays back that he'd forgo anything and everything that reminded him of Elizabeth Cooper. It was for his own good, for the sake of himself and any stable future relationships.

She chose work over him, over every single aspect of her social life, and he simply couldn't stand to continue living like a toy forgotten in the attic. It was for the best, he convinced himself repeatedly throughout the following years, each time his friends forgot about 'she-who-will-not-be-named'.

But it was hard to say no to so much history, and he was a sucker for familiarity. 

He knew Betty well, probably knew her better than she knew herself. He knew what made her tick, what amused her, what made her coo and awe, what made her blush, what made her gasp and moan. It annoyed him how pleasantly surprised he'd been to discover little to nothing had changed about her in the two years since they last saw each other.

Betty's blunt nails dug into his skin from the hand firmly planted on his chest, her other hand tightly gripping the armrest his head was leaning on. She rocked back and forth on his lap feverishly, her movements growing clumsy whenever he squeezed her ass with a lift only to push her back down. Her wavy blonde hair swayed and bounced, draped over her shoulders and cascading down her back. She'd grown it out since he last saw her. 

His hand slipped to grip her thigh and squeeze it, briefly amused by the sight of her underwear hanging limply from her knee. He leaned forward, his hand lifting to palm the back of her hair and bringing her in for a kiss. She cupped his face, her palms lightly pressing into his jawline, and breathily moaned into the kiss.

She pressed her body as close as humanely possible to his, her bra scratching against his chest in the progress. Betty was beautiful when she unraveled. There was a frothy ring at the base of his length and his lap was already a mess, a mess that covered her inner thighs with evidence that they weren't fully done with each other yet.

He was almost twenty-eight; he was well-aquatinted with the half-truths others spewed to appear innocent while plotting otherwise, especially when it was Betty.

She claimed she wanted to see his old childhood again after the years since he was staying there for the time being, he drove her there. She asked to see the inside again to jog her memory, he opened the door for her and pointed out things still there from their teen years. She asked for a drink, he poured a cup of wine for her. 

Within a few minutes and some jogs down memory lane, her mouth was on his and his hand was slipping past the waistband of her underwear. It was a tale as old as time.

Betty squeezed around him and her toes curled, her head tilting back and chest stuttering with a deep inhale of air that was released in cut-off exhales afterward. She spasmed in his lap a moment after, her hips jerking and hands digging into the muscle of his shoulders while her high washed over her. Betty panted and slumped in his arms with tired kisses pressed to the nape of his neck. 

"So…" Betty tucked some locks behind her ear and tucked her head further into his neck. He leaned back into the armrest again, his arms loosely wrapped around her and eyes focused on the white ceiling. "What are we?"

"Exes, Betty. This was just.. a lapse of judgment." 

Her hands pushed against his chest when she lifted herself to look down at him, her brows furrowed. "Excuse me?"

"Betty," He sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "We broke up, remember? Three years down the drain because you were more committed to being an agent than being an actual human being. I had a ring and everything. I was going to propose the night of our anniversary and you couldn't even show up for dinner!"

Betty's breath hitched in her throat and her pale green eyes flickered wildly between his. Her features softened. "You were going to propose?" She asked softly, the rising and falling of her chest quickening. "I didn't know. I.. I wish I could take it all back. If I'd known, I-"

"Nothing would've been different." He breathed soberly and reached back toward the side table beside the armrest to retrieve the box of tissues his mother often kept tucked inside. Betty grimaced. "You would've been married to your work instead of me." 

"Being an agent-"

"Almost got you killed." (Y/N) swallowed harshly and shook his head, averting his eyes to avoid looking at her saddened face. "It's in the past- we're in the past. I'm not doing this again, Betty. Not with you, not with anyone. I deserve better than that."

[eric-raleigh]

I really hate when my obsessions cycle around and I get on niche fandom kicks.

Current Kick: Major Dad

Give me a good rom-com fic with Holowachuk and an of-age Elizabeth any day. I'm dubbing that ship gelizabeth.

[goodys-fucked-up-little-images]

i was possessed by a spirit to make this

[rcthelizardking]

not Robert California related but I wanted to share this meme I made of The Blacklist

[mostlyghostie]

What I read in May.

All great!

Nearly read every Elizabeth Strout book now and they’re all perfect, though this probably less so than the Lucy Barton/Olive Kitteridge ones

I cannot believe I never read Susan Cooper as a kid, I can’t wait to continue this series

Very impressive, creepy, funny Atwood poetry and short fiction

The ninth (ninth!) of the Robin Hobb books I’ve read, the only modern-ish giant under-edited fantasy series I’ve ever Ben able to get on board with. Too long and oddly paced, but better characters than any other similar series, love them.

Instagram / Shop

[thefugitivesaint]

Lonestar (1996) If you've never seen this finely crafted film I suggest that you seek it out and do so. I originally saw this in the theater when it was released back in '96 and I'm sure I didn't appreciate the deftness of the script, the seamless transitions that move the narrative from the present into the past and back again, nor the wonderful acting. As the stills here demonstrate, racial anxieties about American history, playing out here in a school meeting in Texas, are not new and contemporary right-wing attacks on how "history" is taught (and what "history" is the "correct" one) are as old as the public school system itself. While this scene might give the impression that the film is overly didactic, it's really not. The politics are foregrounded in a way that serves to compliment the overall narrative, one that digs into the past, how it affects the present, and how people live with it (or how we lie to ourselves about what came before us and what we've inherited). You also get to see Kris Kristofferson play a real POS.

[demifiendrsa]

Official IMAX, RealD 3D, 4DX, Fandango, Dolby and Screen X poster for Marvel Studios’ Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3

[femmehysteria]

I'm doing a series of "Best Character Named X" polls where all the characters have the same first name but are from completely different media, feel free to send in name/charcacter suggestions, I'm posting one poll a day. Please reblog, share increase engagement ✌🏼

[citizenscreen]

Gary Cooper, playing the title role in The Court Martial of Billy Mitchell (1955), introduces Mrs. Betsy Lansdowne Caswell, (Right), a witness in the actual 1925 court-martial of General Mitchell, to her Cinematic counterpart, Elizabeth Montgomery. #DailyMontgomery

[dont-tell-my-mom-im-here]

[ljones41]

Did Sawyer Really Evolve?

Watching Sawyer deal with Juliet's death in the Season Six premiere of "LOST", (6.01-6.02) "LA X" and throughout that season had made me realize that he never really developed as a character.

I believe Sawyer had never really learned how to deal with death and loss. One could say this was due to the trauma of his parents' deaths. Yet, so many "LOST" fans had excused his murder of Anthony Cooper as therapy for dealing with that loss. Yet, events proved that killing Cooper, along with Tom Friendly, didn't solve shit.

After Juliet's death, he had lashed out at Jack, blaming the latter for her death. Yet, if Sawyer had used his brains, he would have realized the person really responsible for her death was Dr. Stuart Radzinsky of the DHARMA Initiative. If that man had not insisted upon drilling into the island in the first place, the Losties would have never been placed in a position to stop him. That was the main reason they had ended up in the 1970s in the first place.

By the end of the series, Sawyer still had not moved on. He had fled the island with Kate, Claire, Richard, Miles and Frank. His reason? I guess one could say that it was safety. But I suspect he wanted to leave the island behind to flee from his memories of his three years with Juliet. I doubt that fleeing the scene of his major grief didn't solve shit. All Sawyer was doing was running away from his pain.

[ko-feels-empty]

is that an Afton family young shelonized???

[veryslowreader]

Wicked! by Jilly Cooper

Waterloo Road: Series 6 Episode 13

[abushelandablog]

If i had a nickel for everytime they cast a hot actor as lord thomas seymour id have exactly two nickels which isnt a lot but its weird that it happened twice

[kynia-ky3mart]

the blacklist; portrait series

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[nirbanox]

Guardians of the Galaxy Vol. 3 (2023)

Directed by James Gunn