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because I met you, that’s why I’m okay

@paradigmsofbrittaperry / paradigmsofbrittaperry.tumblr.com

Bri || 21 || she/her or they/them || ao3: dearzoemurphy
your friendly neighborhood lover of sitcoms from the 2010’s that utilize the found family trope • not-so-newly minted swiftie • writer • supporter of toxic hets • attempted gifmaker • Riverdale season 3 enthusiast
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paradigmsofjessicaday -> paradigmsofbrittaperry

hi I’m back :) I wanna start using tumblr again for real for real, been watching Superstore and it’s made me want to get back into fandom and all of that. I’ve been writing little things again and I want to make gifs again, so I’ll prolly be less active than I was during my peak here, but I want to be around in a more substantial way again instead of just sporadic pop-ins and update posts. 

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Riverdale (TV 2017) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Archie Andrews/Betty Cooper, Betty Cooper/Veronica Lodge, Archie Andrews/Veronica Lodge, Betty Cooper/Jughead Jones, Archie Andrews & Betty Cooper & Jughead Jones & Veronica Lodge Characters: Betty Cooper, Archie Andrews, Veronica Lodge, Jughead Jones Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Soulmates, Ambiguous/Open Ending, POV Betty Cooper Summary:

Betty had always hoped that Archie would be her soulmate. All the grown-ups talked about how the first time you kissed your soulmate, the word would explode into all the colors you hadn’t been able to see before. She dreamed of the day that would happen with Archie, the day she could look at him and know that he was supposed to be hers. But even in her youth, some part of her must have known that they weren’t destined to be together, despite their declarations of love and promises of marriage. She’d held off on kissing him as long as she could for this exact reason. When she eventually did - their lips barely brushing together while they were sitting under the sun in Archie’s backyard, the smell of Fred’s barbecue wafting over on the summer wind, the taste of strawberry lemonade fresh on Betty’s tongue - she kept her eyes squeezed shut for as long as she could afterwards. When she’d opened them, she’d been greeted with a tearful Archie, looking ever the same. He wasn’t her soulmate.

Betty struggles to find her place in the universe. Inspired by this post.

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I'm way too proud of the fact that I have ruined Taylor Swift forever for a number of men. one of them was a Rep girlie. another was into folklore and Red. I once told someone that he was my Sweet Nothing and I was halfway lying because he was but only because I was in a specific and strange life situation where I felt like he was the only person who truly cared for me as a human being, but he had essentially manipulated me into believing that to be true. but regardless, all of them will spend the rest of their days living in fear, scared to hear Taylor Swift on the radio, or in a coffee shop, or in the car of a girl they're romancing.

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