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my house of stone, your ivy grows (Whittaker! Master x reader)
Summary: you find yourself growing feelings for the person who's supposed to be your enemy
Warnings: Dhawan! Doctor and Whittaker! Master (whoo!), secret relationship, worries of possible disownment (it doesn't happen), this has a pretty happy ending given the direction I could've gone with it
A/N: I don't know if anyone will read this because I'm not sure how popular Whittaker's version of The Master is but I find her to be incredibly attractive mkay. and I've currently been obsessed with evermore so naturally I just had to write another song fic, this time based loosely off ivy (my other evermore based fics are still wips, but I plan on finishing and posting those soon <3)
You didn't know how you went from despising The Master to loving her, but it had happened. All too fast and all too soon for you to recognize until you were in too deep to pull yourself back out again.
Her tidal wave swept over you, the rough waves keeping you from swimming back to shore, threatening to drown you if you made the wrong move. But they never would, because as unbelievable as it was, she loved you back.
You were just a simple house that stood out in the woods somewhere, abandoned, old, forgotten. Until her ivy was planted. It grew and grew, spreading quickly until you found yourself completely engulfed.
You would never be the same again. You could never give her up. And she could never take away her love without destroying you both in the process.
The way it came about was simple, really. You and The Doctor were under attack yet again by some alien species for trying to fix whatever damage they'd created, causing you to be separated.
You'd been hiding, doing your best not to get caught when you heard a silky voice coming from behind you.
"You know, if you're trying to avoid being seen, there's not the best place to do it."
Knowing who it was, you turned hesitantly, coming face to face with The Master.
"I could see you from your little 'hiding spot' miles away, and I have no doubt the people you're hiding from could, too." She had a smug look on her face, almost as if she was proud for calling you out on your poor decision making.
"What do you want?" You asked with a frown, immediately under the impression that she was up to no good.
She made a face of mock offense. "What, I can't offer you some simple, life saving advice?"
"You can't, no. Not without wanting something in return." You eyed her suspiciously, trying to figure out what her game plan was in being here.
"Oh, really? And why's that?" She leaned forward, her piercing eyes staring right into yours. Unlike most individuals she came across, you didn't look away.
"Because you're always up to something. You always have to have an ulterior motive," you said calmly, not at all deterred by her closeness.
The Master had to admit, she was impressed by both your reasoning and your lack of fear. "Alright, fine. I'll admit it, me giving you some piss poor advice is not the only reason why I'm here." She straightened herself back up, no longer standing as close. "I'm here because..." She let out a deep sigh, looking away. "I was- worried about you."
You let out a laugh at her statement. "You were worried about me?"
"Don't laugh." The Master snapped at you suddenly, shooting you a glare. "I didn't have to come rescue you, you know. I could've just left you here. To die."
"But you didn't. Because you were worried about me," you lightly teased, finding it amusing that one of the most ruthless and ambitious people in the universe cared enough to save the companion of their enemy.
She groaned in frustration. "Yes, okay, fine. I was worried, alright? Is that what you want to hear?" She held out a glove cladded hand for you to take. "Now, do you want to get out of here and survive, or not?"
You decided it would be wise not to push anymore of her buttons, as it was entirely possible she could change her mind and actually leave you there. So, you simply nodded in response, taking her hand and allowing her to guide you away from the fighting and back to her TARDIS. She then dropped you off at a safer location nearby, making sure you agreed not to mention any of what'd happened to The Doctor.
"I won't tell a soul, I swear," you'd promised her, your words sincere. It almost looked like she was smiling when the TARDIS doors shut. Then she was gone, leaving you to face The Doctor and his worried filled questions alone, but not before taking a piece of your heart with her.
You'd caught up with her again at some sort of alien marketplace, gifting her one of the planet's many different kinds of flora as a gift, your own way of saying 'thank you for saving me'. She'd accepted it wholeheartedly, setting it someplace beside her bed so it would be the last thing she'd see every night before she went to sleep, and the first thing she'd see every morning when she woke.
Your first true 'date' was the time she left a note on your dresser (how she got it there, you'll never know) telling you to dress somewhat fancy and be ready by nine. She took you to see the first ever showing of the musical Cats, of all things, though it was really just an excuse to see you again. Regardless of whether you enjoyed the show or not, the night ended on a high note (pun intended) when she gave you a gift of her very own; a kiss.
This back and forth dance of sneaking away together and leaving each other again when it was finally time to part went on for months, and though you never put a name on it, it was quite clear to both you and everyone else that you were head over heels in love.
You thought the two of you could be like that for the rest of eternity, hiding out from unknown forces who planned to take you away from her arms, cherishing each other in secret while your enemies threatened to rip you both apart and tarnish your new found love had they known. But as you had learned from your many travelings, nothing could last forever.
The Doctor had noticed you were acting differently. You'd been staying out later and later, and seemed much more occupied with whatever was going on in your mind than any adventures he took you on. As it was none of his business, he really didn't want to pry, but eventually his curiosity got the best of him and he just had to know.
He was tinkering with some sort of ancient alien tech when you walked into the TARDIS's control room.
"Whatcha working on?" You questioned as you made your way over.
"Oh, nothing. Just a piece of junk, really."
You nodded at his response, completely unaware of the absolute bomb of a question he was about to drop.
"Have you been seeing anyone recently?"
You froze, unsure how to process what he just said. "...what?"
"It's just-" he set down what he'd been holding on a nearby table and sighed. "You've been acting differently, these past couple of months. And, it's not that it's necessarily a bad thing, as you seem to be much happier, I'm just- curious, to find out why. Meeting someone new and being in a relationship can definitely cause that, so I was just asking."
You didn't know how to respond. Of course, you were seeing someone. Someone you probably shouldn't be. You didn't want to lie to him, but you knew he was bound to find out the truth eventually, so...
"I am seeing someone, actually." You said cautiously, testing the waters.
The Doctor perked up at this new piece of information. "Really? That's wonderful! Tell me, who are they? What are they like?"
You sucked in a deep breath while making a face that was full of pure nervous energy. "You won't like it."
"Nonsense! I'm sure I'll like whoever you've decided to take as a potentional life partner."
You blinked a few times at his choice of words before shaking your head, deciding it'd be best to just ignore it entirely. "Are you positive? 'Cause I... I just really don't want you to hate me." You said awkwardly, accompanied by some weak laughter.
He frowned slightly at your words. "That's ridiculous, I could never hate you. Now, tell me, who is it? Come on, I promise I won't be too mad," he lightly joked as he gave you a reassuring smile. "I trust your judgment, I'm sure they're fantastic, whoever this person is-"
"It's The Master," you suddenly blurted out, knowing the longer you listened to his praise the worse it would feel once you finally disappointed him. "I'm- I'm seeing The Master."
The Doctor just stood there, a look of bewilderment frozen on his face. "...what?"
You let out a sigh, having expected this kind of reaction already."It's The Master," you affirmed, having crossed the point of no return. "I- I know you're probably upset, and rightfully so, but she's really not that bad, once you get to know her-"
"Has she hypnotized you?" This time, it was you who was getting cut off mid sentence. "Has she threatened to hurt you in any way? Is she forcing you to go traveling with her?" Surprisingly enough, he didn't sound mad, like you thought he would. He didn't look it, either. He just seemed to be the reasonable amount of concerned.
You shook your head no at his questions. "No, she hasn't. I travel with her because I want to, because I like doing it. She-" you voice became slightly quieter as you recounted one of the many dates she'd taken you on "-she took me to see the aurora borealis, once. On a planet that had been completely covered in snow and ice."
That trip was especially vivid in your memory, partially due to how many layers you had to wrap up in so you wouldn't get cold. The part you remembered the most, though, was when The Master had noticed you'd forgotten to bring a pair of gloves with you, and took off her own in an effort to help keep your hands warm.
She could've just given you her gloves to wear, which might've been easier, but she hadn't, choosing to take your hands tightly in hers instead. That was the first time she'd ever done that, both in holding your hand properly and taking off her gloves in front of you.
The Doctor noticed the look of calm that washed over you when you were talking about her, one that not even hypnotism could conjure up. "Do you love her?" He asked softly, already getting a sense as to what the answer might be.
"Yes, I do." You professed as your eyes met his. His gaze was understanding and warm, the exact opposite of what you'd thought it'd be.
"Well, if that's the case-" He began, walking over to the TARDIS's control panel and fiddling around with it some "-then I suppose I have no choice..."
You sucked in a breath of air, incredibly tense as you waited for him to say what he was going to do with you. Maybe he'd just throw you in a black hole and be done with it. Or, worse, maybe he'd drop you off on some random planet somewhere where there was absolutely no chance for survival.
"...but to take you to see her." He finished with a flourish as the TARDIS landed. The Doctor opened the door and stepped outside, gesturing for you to follow him.
"This had better be good," a voice grumbled from in front of you, belonging to none other than The Master herself. Her gaze softened when she spotted you, though it didn't last very long, her eyes narrowing at The Doctor in suspicion. "What's all this?"
"I just wanted to say-" He turned, beckoning you to come closer "-that I know about your relationship with each other. And I'm not mad. In fact, I'm delighted."
You and The Master exchanged a look of confusion and disbelief. The Doctor noticed this, continuing nonetheless.
"It's true. Now, I know we haven't always been on the best of terms-"
"That's one way to put it," The Master muttered, crossing her arms.
"-but I don't want to make any unnecessary assumptions about the two of you. And while part of me does believe this could possibly be some sort of an eleborate plan to take me down-"
"Doctor," you whispered harshly, The Master smirking in amusement at your reaction.
"-I also don't want to define you only by your past mistakes." If he heard you, he didn't show it.
"I have a million reasons why I shouldn't trust you." The Doctor said directly to the clearly unimpressed woman standing in front of him. "But so did they, and now look where we are."
His words seemed to actually have an affect on her given how she'd uncrossed her arms and appeared to be actually listening. Until she opened her mouth. "So what is this then, you deciding to give us your blessing?" She sneered, going back to being defensive.
"Master." You took a step forward, offering your hand out to her, which she gladly took. "I think what he's trying to get at here, is that even if he doesn't trust you, he's not going to judge or shame me for doing the exact opposite. I can still be friends with him while also seeing you. That's all I've ever wanted."
The words you spoke seemed to have finally gotten to The Master. The ever permanent scowl she usually had on her face when being forced to interact with The Doctor disappeared, replaced by the faintest smile that only you could discern.
The Doctor clapped his hands together once in satisfaction. "Great! I'll leave you two to it, then."
The Master rolled her eyes in annoyance, causing you to let out a quiet giggle. "Yeah, you do that," she sarcastically replied, watching as The Doctor entered the TARDIS.
You waved him goodbye before turning back to the Time Lady in front of you. "So, where to now?" You asked excitedly, giving the hand you were holding a gentle squeeze.
She squeezed yours back, a twinkle of mischief in her eyes. "Wherever you want."
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Chapter 1
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"That's it? I got the good ending but why do I feel so unsatisfied with it?"
The city streets are bustling with noises from cars and trucks honking horns and screeching their tires to the clacking of people's shoes and idle chatter.
One of those people being you, (Y/N) (L/N), currently waiting at the cross walk for it to turn green so you can get back to work since its been up for a good 5 minutes since your lunch break ended.
"I only played it for the villianess anyways but in the end she died." mumbling to yourself and in truth that was truly the only reason you got hooked on the game after a Co-worker showed you the character , Sasha Evermore, who looked and acted exactly like you minus the master manipulator part. She was part of a otome game called “to catch a prince”, a game that popped out of nowhere and instantly became a hit amongst the crowd that includes you.
The weird part was as you started the game the parts with sasha would pang your heart with sadness,disgust, and anger but always written it off as indigestion or heartburn. You pitied her for some odd reason but others look at you crazy when you express this notation to them. Writing it off as just another one of your favs getters killed off to further write the protagonist’s narrative.
Sighing and holding the app down you press the tiny 'X' next to it and clicked the "delete app".
Only,it didn't delete. You repeated the same steps and still nothing. You hold it down and move it to ensure you're not crazy. that it was there. Trying one more time to do it; you never noticed how you were planted in the middle of the crosswalk. So into your own world you never heard the screams of the people who sat on the sidelines or the horn of the truck coming full speed and unable to hit the the brakes in time.
It was when you registered what was happening that is was to late. Your phone flee in the air and landed next to you with a cracked screen and fighting to stay on. Mangled body twitching in its last moment as people gather to gaze upon you like an animal in the zoo. Some calling the police and the trucker sputtering out apologizes. No one saw your eyes flicker to your screen that miraculously light up with a single message and angelic voice to accompany it " @яε ¥ꪮʊ яε@∂¥ ⊥ꪮ εҳ⊥я@ḉ⊥ ¥ꪮʊя яεṽεηɠε, ʟꪮ⊥⊥ʟε ꪮηε?"
Your brain bloated and swollen from impact that you couldn't recognize the familiar warm voice. It was in a instant your phone began to shake and shoot out a beam of white light that sucks you in as you succumb to darkness.
ꕥꕥꕥꕥ
"He...llo? Hello~?"
Groaning in response and holding your head trying to register what is happening. Slowly blinking trying to adjust to the light in the room.
"You're finally up?" the soft voice next to you speaks sweetly to you as the clanking of cups and bowls hit eachother until they meet a bedside table.
Sitting up and looking over you are met with the sight of a long blue haired that framed a round brown woman. Her eyes are the darkest purple that had literal stars in place of pupils and her smile she stares at you with is the brightest stunning white. She stands in some sort of white sheer dress showing off her cleavage while she tilts forward to hand you the bowl of food.
You take it hesitantly and look from the bowl back up to the large woman a few times waiting for her to tell you that you're in heaven but nothing was said. The only thing you saw was her child like innocent aura as she stays seated close to the large bed you laid upon watching as she's aswaits for you're approval.
"I'm sorry but who are you… Where am I? Wasn't I...dead?" You push the ceramic bowl away and the feel of the deflation of the atmosphere around the woman's.
"oh? I um—I am sorry," she pokes her pointer fingers together and puffs out her cheeks, " I got caught up with meeting my favorite person and I didn't bother to introduce myself. My name is Hesitia . I am the entity that brought you back to life...twice. Kind of hurt that my idol doesn't remember me." She snaps her fingers making the bowl disappear.
"Brought back? Died twice?" You could see her nod her head to confirm your mini question, " what do you mean by idol? No wait, How did I die twice?"
"That's a lot to explain. Come,let me show you." She stands at her full height of 7'2 while pushing her hair behind her ears while extending a hand out to you.
Taking it without hesitation. Being determined to find out anwsers as you get pulled to your feet. Not expecting to be wearing the same sheer white gown as the large woman but more tailored to your size.
She brings you to an open space that has tall and pristine pillars surrounding the large area. She pulls you into her side and drape her arm over your shoulder.
"You have no sense of personal space ,huh?" you ask peeking up at her.
"nope," she giggles and pops her 'p'," now shush and watch." Waving her hand the area goes pitch black except two large orbs that held two human beings wrapped up in themselves. Hesitia and yourself walk up to them your steps illumanting one by one all the way.
You put your hand against the one you couldn’t recognize with such care and stare at it with awe, " is that...me?" You look back at the brown skinned deity with stars in your eyes.
"Yes,those are both versions of yourself. Right now your soul is preserved in this room I created when you first died," she puts a hand on your shoulder as if she knew the next question, " like I've stated before this isn't your first time being dead, my little one. The first you had met a unfair end. To make is simplier, Have you ever heard of the woman Sasha evermore?"
"You mean the villainess from how to capture a prince?"
"precisely,lovely. Except sasha is actually you. I made the game for you not to forget where you started. But I guess now that I say it out loud, its confusing and complicated. I'm still new to the whole resurrection plot. I was just so excited to meet my idol." She scratches her cheek in embarrassment.
"how can there be two of me? And how am I your idol?"
" well I've been assigned to watch over you since I came out of goddess training ,hehe. You were so powerful and demanding in everything you did since you were born. It made me become quite a fangirl," she giggles," how there is two of you is like what I stated before. Your first life you had died by your one true ,love. So in love you had choose to walk down the road of being naive and oblivious to his actions.Personally,He was not my cup of tea but sadly I can’t interfere. That’s a Different department and lots of paperwork I don’t wanna do. But to sum up the rest you were put to death after being framed and I as your personal goddess and guardian chose to strike a deal with you."
" Can I ask what deal former me made?"
" of course!" She claps her hands together and pulling them apart as a golden contract is constructed in the space," when I brought your soul here the first time. You told me you wanted revenge on those who wronged you. Your heart was tainted black and as the rules state I needed you to have a pure and clean one in order to make that happen. But since you are my #1 I slightly bent the rules with some help, “she leans in to whisper yell , between you and me I owe favors to a lot of my older sisters.” She squished the golden paper making it disappear.
"So am I officially dead now?"
"No you aren't dead, silly. What would happen to the story! I just had to wipe your memories and put you in your once current timeline to make your heart pure again. Sorry about the truck. I couldn’t think of another way,but now what I can finally do," she gathers you in a hug and squeezes you letting your feet dangle off the ground, " is send you back to before you met your unfortunate demise by that vile woman."
"Vile woman?"
"Tut tut. I can't give away to much information or I'd get in trouble with the big guy upstairs." the dark space disappear and restore the room to its originality as she carries you back to the bed.
"I'm going to put you back to sleep because I can’t keep you here for long but when you awake you should be back in your past self’s body and you should retain memories from your modern self and this conversation. As I can not interfere I can only allow you to have a few memories of your previous life. The rest you will have to discover over time. Now you might feel a bit dizzy it’s a side effect of gaining your past memories,” she places a kiss on your forehead, “Please remember I'll be with you, (y/n) and will check in on you."
It was her final words to you before putting you back in a state of slumber.memories from a being you couldn't remember come back to you like a train hitting you.
"lady (y/n), you are to ne the betroth to prince izuku Midoriya." You at a young age are holding hands with a green haired boy that looks to be of the same age.
"She pushed me down, Zuku" the green haired boy is now holding a brown haired girl closely to him as you’re on the ground. In a crowded place.
"Disgusting vile woman. Such a title for an orphan" this time you’re in a col dripping wet cell. Chains bounding your legs and hands together as a older man shoos away the knight that was guarding it.
Your eyes shoot open to light shining from a large window at the side of the bed. Blinking the sleep away as you look around the decorated room. Your first instinct was to look into the mirror that is across from your bed and you remember the opening scene of the game. The pajamas where the same as the villainess in the game. You try to move from the bed to gain a closer look but a hit of wooziness and a turning stomach hits you like a bat and you fall over. You try to grab onto the bed for footing but you miss it by a inch thus making you hit your head and passing out on the ground.
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I never do marauders posts anymore but!!! here I am!!!
evermore lyrics as marauders era characters/ships
(I'm doing this mostly out of memory so the lyrics might be off lmao)
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"hey, dorothea, do you ever stop and think about me?" - remus to mary after 1981 :(
"but it's never too late to come back to my side, the stars in your eyes shined brighter" - pandalily/jegulus from pandora and regulus' povs after jily get married
"what must it be like to grow up that beautiful? with your hair falling into place like dominoes" - wolfstar (from remus' pov)
"my mind turns your life into folklore, I can't dare to dream about you anymore" - wolfstar (remus about sirius after halloween 1981)
"forever is the sweetest con" - starchaser/jegulus (from james' pov)
"grieving for the living" - wolfstar (remus after halloween 1981)
"now I'm sitting on a bench in coney island, wondering, 'where did my baby go?'" - jeglus (james after regulus' death)
"now I know, I'm never gonna love again" - rosekiller (barty after evan's death)
"takes one to know one, you're a cowboy like me" - slytherin skittles
"it could be love, I could be the way forward, but I know I'll pay for it" - rosekiller
"everybody moved on, I stayed there" - remus after halloween 1981
"the snaps from the same little breaks, in your soul. you know when it's time to go" - marylily/jegulus
"trying to find where I went wrong, writing letters addressed to the fire" - quillkiller (from rita's pov)
"haunted by the look in my eyes that would've loved you for a lifetime, leave it all behind" - jegulus (from james' pov - after regulus ends it with him)
"you haven't met the new me yet, but I think she'll give you that" - jily (from mary + regulus' pov after marylily and jegulus breakup)
"never be so kind, you forget to be clever" - james potter
"never be so clever, you forget to be kind" - regulus black
"if I didn't know better, I'd think you were still around" - rosekiller (barty after evan's death)
"you're alive, you're alive, in my head" - rosekiller (barty after evan's death)
"never be so polite, you forget your power" - lily evans
"never wield such power, you forget to be polite" - dorcas meadowes
"I should've asked you how to be, asked you to write it down for me" ... "cause every scrap of you would be taken from me" - james after his parents' deaths :(
"I know my love should be celebrated, but you tolerate it" - james potter :(
#i might make one for folklore!!!#im basically saying i will#evermore is so wolfstar coded#it actually breaks my heart#marauders#harry potter marauders#wolfstar#jegulus#pandalily#evan rosier#barty crouch jr#rosekiller#marylily#jily#james potter#regulus black#sirius black#taylor swift#evermore#i love how it got progressively sadder#i love them all sm
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assigning each of the bad kids a taylor swift era because i am feeling deprived of tswift content now that she's on break from the eras tour
Kristen: Fearless. I can't even explain why, but to me that album is just so sunny and in my mind it fits Kristen perfectly. I think maybe it's because Fearless was one of the first album I ever really loved, then when I was older the rerecording is what got me back into tswift and I can totally see Kristen going through a similar journey with it where maybe she loves it as a kid but then stops listening to it as she distances herself from her childhood/family, only to fall in love with it again later on. Also I feel like the country vibes fit her well. (She would also LOVE betty but she would pretend it's a lesbian anthem)
Gorgug: Ok this feels controversial but he's a Lover stan. I just fully belive that to his core Gorgug is a lover not a hater and he would un ironically love Lover. Like to me that album is all about having gone through some bad shit and choosing to only carry forward the best of it? And that fits with my perception of Gorgug. ALSO the end of afterglow 'I want to be defined by the things that I love, not the things that I hate, or the things that haunt me in the middle of the night' just feels very Gorgug coded to me dont ask me why. However if you've seen any of my other posts about music and the bad kids you know that I wholeheartedly believe Gorgug loves all music so I think he'd be hard pressed to choose a favourite album.
Riz: Midnights. And not just because this kid never sleeps. Bassically I really couldn't decide which album he would listen to because none of them really fit, but then I started thinking about specific lyrics and I think Midnights has the most that he could relate to. I mean 'no one wanted to play with me as a little kid so I've been scheming like a criminal ever since' is about him. You can't change my mind. I do think though that Riz is definitely more invested in all the easter eggs and firguring out which album is coming next over actually listening to her music. Like he would for sure be among the first to figure out all her clues.
Fabian: 1989 and Folklore. I fully to the bottom of my heart belive that until his sophmore year Fabian would exclusivly be listening to pop music, sea shanties, and weird elven music. So obviously he would love the greatest pop album ever made. He wouldn't listen to Folklore until post sophmore character development. Also he would For Sure learn the choreography for the dance in the background of Dress on the Rep tour and recreat it perfectly using his sheet.
Fig: Speak Now. I mean do I even need to explain this? It's the perfect album for Fig. It's the kind of thing she would have loved when she was in her Preppy Cheerleader phase, but it has just enough of that pop punk influence that I feel like she could still appreciate it when she's older. I feel like she would definitly take issue with some of the misogynistic lyrics used in some of the songs, and would be all for the lyric change in Better Than Revenge. Also as I've mentioned many times before, Fig would love Paramore, and would LOVE Castles Crumbling. Like you're going to sit here and tell me that lines like 'They used to cheer when they saw my face, Now I fear I have fallen from grace' + 'Their faith was strong, but I pushed it too far, I held that grudge 'til it tore me apart' + 'Ones I loved tried to help, so I ran them off, And here I sit alone, behind walls of regret' + 'People look at me like I'm a monster, Now they're screaming at the palace front gates, used to chant my name, Now they're screaming that they hate me, Never wanted you to hate me' weren't written by Figueroth Faeth? I also just think songs like Never Grow Up and Long Live would perfectly fit with her not so secret sentimental streak.
Adaine: Evermore and Folklore. I think theres just a sort of elegence to these albums that really reminds me of Adaine. I also think theres so much vulnerability in them and a lot of the songs touch on feelings of not being good enough for others (mirrorball, tolerate it, this is me trying, right where you left me) that I think she could relate to not from a romantic relationship standpoint but from all the expectations placed on her by her parents. I also think that although these are probably the most low key of tswifts albums, they have some good angry songs (no body no crime, illicit affairs, mad woman) that she would definitly love. But yeah this is mostly based on aesthetics. Evermore and Folklore were albums written with a quill and Adaine is the kind of girl to appreciate this.
#ok thats all my thoughts on tswift and the bad kids#thank you for reading#if youre reading all this and thinking 'my blorbo wouldnt listen to that album youre wrong' then PLEASE tell me#i want to hear other peoples oppinions on this please please please#talk to me about my two special interests#dimension 20#fantasy high#fig feath#adaine abernant#gorgug thistlespring#fabian seacaster#kristen applebees#riz gukgak#ps i know a lot of tumblr people dont like tswift and thats totally valid she is morally a very questionable person#long post
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taylor swift asks!
i made this in lover era but adding a couple new ones/made adjustments for newer days. enjoy!
debut: when did you find out your life’s passion?
fearless: what is one thing you did that scared you but you did it anyway?
speak now: what is something you did by yourself that you are most proud of?
red: what life event put through through hell but you ended up better for it?
1989: what makes you feel most free/at ease?
reputation: have you ever had a bunch of people believe a lie about you? how did you deal with it?
lover: what type of love means the most to you right now?
folklore: have you ever shocked the people around you with a surprise project/life event?
evermore: what was your lockdown escapism?
taylor's version: which taylor's version do you like the most/are you looking forward to most?
i'd lie: if you know the unreleased songs, which do you hope taylor releases from the vault?
beautiful eyes: what cheesy/lame thing gives you joy?
the holiday collection: what is your favorite holiday?
meredith, olivia & benjamin: do you have a pet?
13: what superstition do you hold on to the most?
polaroids: what retro/vintage thing do you particularly enjoy?
hot glue gun scar: what is the funniest injury you ever got?
mean or shake it off: do you like to stand up for yourself to people who are rude to you or do you just move on from them?
b-stage: what acoustic/lowkey song gives you the most comfort?
sparkly dresses: what is your favorite unconventional clothing in your wardrobe?
baking: what is your favorite food to make? includes drinks, food, dessert, etc.
grammys: what is your biggest achievement?
tim mcgraw: what old work of yours are you still proud of to this day? it can be a poem, an edit, a painting, an essay, an award you won in elementary school!
love story: what classic tale would you want to change? fairytales, plays, movies, etc!
long live: do you have someone who has been your rock for many years? the answer can be your mom, your cat, your best friend, even you!
all too well: what do you remember like it was yesterday?
clean: have you struggled with letting something/someone go? how did you get out? or how do you plan on letting go?
i did something bad: what is something you did that people told you you shouldn’t have but you nonetheless enjoyed it?
a girl called girl: what did you create when you were young that you are surprised by today?
jersey shore: did you have any summer traditions with your family or friends growing up?
christmas tree farm: how did where you grew up shape you into who you are?
human-sized bird cage: do you have decor that is a little (or a lotta) out of the ordinary? what is it?
scrabble: favourite board game?
wonderstruck: what ~fancy~ word do you like the most?
wonderstruck enchanted: what is your go-to perfume?
taylor: how do you reference Taylor Swift to your friends/family? first-name basis? her full name?
secret messages: what does no one know about you? this can be lighthearted!
F. Scott Fitzgerald: favourite author?
the story’s got dust on every page: what is your favourite book or short story?
red lipstick: what style choice does everyone know you for?
so overnight you look like a sixties' queen: which taylor album aesthetic do you like the most?
sharpie eyeliner: what beauty faux pas have you made?
candid: favourite candid?
superstar: favourite red carpet look?
old fashioned: (if you have had alcohol before) favourite cocktail? if not, favourite soda/carbonated beverage?
drinking beer out of plastic cups: (if you have had alcohol before) favourite beer? if not, favourite juice?
i'm spilling wine in the bathtub: (if you have had alcohol before) favourite wine? if not, tea or coffee?
chicken tenders: what could you eat everyday?
cheesecake: favourite food?
love actually: favourite movie?
little mermaid: childhood hero?
12/13/89: what is your birthday? bonus for telling us your astrological sign!
country accent: what old habit did you have makes you cringe now?
chai tea eggnog cookies: favorite dessert?
double jointed elbows: what is your “party trick” or just a weird thing you can do/your body does?
teffy: what weird nickname do you have/have you had?
got a long list starbucks lovers: what is your starbucks order?
track 5: favourite track 5?
f.r.i.e.n.d.s: favourite TV show?
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willow - S.B
evermore masterlist || champagne problems
Warnings: fighting, mention of sex, one night stands, unrequited love
Pairing: Sirius Black x Fem!Reader
Summary: you never thought that your best friend would ever fall in love with you but after you got into a fight for him, he realised that he did love you after all
A/N: This might be the worst thing I've ever written but I had to get something else for the first day of my celebration
Wordcount: 1.5k
You sat across from Sirius in the library, a place that he did not visit often and if he did, it was only because of you. He was recapping what he had just been studying, half talking to you and half to himself.
You weren't really listening, instead staring at him. He was distracting to say the least. In the soft lantern lights of the library, it cast a warm orange hue on him that made you want to trace the faint freckles on his cheeks like the constellation he was named after.
All you wanted to do was run your hands through his soft hair and just never let go. To you, he was a Greek Adonis that only Aphrodite was able to claim.
You always wondered what he thought about you, whether you were the love interest in his story or just the friendly side character who never ended up with a happy ending.
The world bent to his will, like a willow swaying in the breeze and he could pick any girl or boy in the school that he wanted because all of them felt the same. But when he would survey the area for tonight's moment of passion, he would never count you in.
And the problem was that you were in love with your best friend, always had been and you worried that you always would be.
Ever since you met him on the train all you wanted to do was show him that someone cared for him. As you learnt more about him, you began to fall and fall hard for him.
So now it was your seventh and last year at Hogwarts and despite being head over heels for the man in front of you, you knew that if he had the pick of anyone at the school, you would not be the first choice.
You'd cared for him when nobody else did, when he was just a scrawny and grumpy first year and you cared when he was in fourth year and his parents abused him and you loved him even now.
Even if it was wrong, you would have given him anything just for one kiss, to spend even just one night wrapped in his arms, allow him to wreck your plans just so that for a moment you could call him your man.
You were cut out of your awful daydream by Sirius who snapped his fingers, waving his hands in front of your face.
"Earth to Y/N, you good?" He asked as he saw your vacant and clearly distressed expression.
So you put on a smile, nodding your head as you looked at him, "Perfect, now what do you want to study next," you said, taking your book I'm your hand.
You had finished studying and the two of you walked out into the meadow and you listened to him talk.
You loved how passionately he spoke about things and you knew that you would do anything for him.
You would go in a heartbeat, the second he gave you that signal you would go with him, meeting him in the dark. You wouldn't even hesitate to do whatever he wanted because you loved him even though you knew it was wrong.
You walked outside, the cold air from the black lake making a chill rise in the air.
You looked over at Sirius as he talked, his hair blowing in the wind and you thought he was the most beautiful man you'd ever seen.
Then the peace and quiet the two of you had fallen into stopped and you heard a voice call out to him.
"Sirius!" A voice called out and you both looked over to see his ex girlfriend Jessie, a ravenclaw girl.
He rolled his eyes before walking over, going to talk to her.
The girl had a wide smile on her face as she talked to him and you walked forward almost subconsciously
Your heart was breaking as you looked at him and Jessie, knowing that it was never going to be you.
It was never going to be you that made him smile but then you saw the girls face turn sour.
She seemed disgusted and he stepped away from her, holding his hands out.
His head turned to look at you in a way that almost begged you to help and you walked forward.
"Come on Sirius, you know that we had a good night, why not give it another go," The girl said, a smirk on her face as she placed a hand on his cheek.
"Leave me alone Jessie, that was a mistake, I'm sorry," he said, turning away.
"Really you blood traitor, you're gonna turn me down!" She yelled out after him as he began to walk away.
You turned around, looking at the girl with a slight glare, beginning to walk towards the girl. Sirius watched her, never having seen the girl so angry before.
"Why don't you just leave him alone Jessie," you said as you turned to her, trying not to say anything too drastic.
She swore at you and you just scoffed. You don't know why this made your blood boil so much but the idea of anyone mistreating him made you angry.
He was watching in shock. You knew he could handle it for himself but he wanted to watch as you stood up for him.
Jessie stood there with her eyes wide, unsure what to do as you berated her about the way she treated him.
As Sirius watched you yell at that girl, his face softened and his heart was lodged in his throat as he came to a sickening realisation.
He loved you.
And the feelings were so pure and all of a sudden he felt an overwhelming feeling of plain and simple fear.
Scared that you wouldn't feel the same way towards him and that he'd ruin your friendship and fears that you would love him too and leave him just like everyone else in his life seemed to do
The realisation that he'd loved you for years finally sunk in. He loved every part of you, the good, the bad, the annoying, the hilarious.
He loved you when you would dance around the castle at night with him, your clothes soaked from the back lake and he loved you when you would prank Slytherin who made fun of you.
He would love you no matter what and the idea scared him.
You knew that he hadn't had a good upbringing so the fact that he loved you meant that he had to overcome all of those issues he had from then.
"Take my hand," he said, holding his hand out towards you.
"What?" Both you and Jessuie said as you turned to look at him.
Your face was bright red as you realised that you had gone a bit overboard in yelling at her and you were almost ashamed.
But the soft and comforting smile on his face made all of your fears go away.
He said your name, the words soft and calming as they fell from his lips and you took a step forward, taking his hand in yours.
"Let's go, she's not worth it," he said and you had never heard Sirius speak to anyone like that.
He wasn't sarcastic or arrogant or playful, he was genuine and as you walked towards him, you were ready to go.
He just held your hand as you walked along the side of the lake, ignoring the gaze of the other students after you had blown up at Jessie.
He pulled you towards a secluded part of the lake and you began rambling on and on about how you felt back about yelling at the girl and that if he really wanted to that he should date him.
He laughed and you stopped rambling, cokcing your head to the side as you looked at him, confused as to why he laughed.
He just smiled, "I love you," he said and you squinted at him, confused as to what he was saying.
"You love me?" You questioned, taking a step back as you tried ro process it all.
You'd been in love with Sirius Black since you could remember and now he was admitting his feelings to you. Something had to be wrong.
"This is a prank isn't it," you said, looking around the room trying to find James, Remus and Peter.
"No, no," he said, reaching forward and taking your hand in his, "I do, I didn't realise it before today but I always have,"
The more that he spoke, the more convinced you were and he kept rambling, something Sirius Black didn't do often.
You smiled, "Shut up, I love you to," you said, leaning in and pressing your lips against his.
And you realised that you weren't destined to watch as he fell in love with someone else because he had fallen in love with you.
#sirius black#sirius orion black#sirius black x reader#sirius black x gryffindor!reader#sirius black x y/n#sirius black x you#sirius black x fem!reader#ben barnes#sirius black fanfiction#sirius black fancast#sirius black ben barnes#ben barnes sirius black#gary oldman#mj writes nonsense#mj 500 followers evermore celebration#mj 500 followers celebration#evermore celebration
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I only know taylor swift as someone who sucks ass at writing lyrics, what are the banger lyrics im missing??
lmao i totally get that. I think it will always be a bit of a personal preference thing, just like some ppl love some writing styles which others cant stand, same with lyrics.
I personally love the lyric writing that tells a good story i can see in my head, and the song creates an atmosphere which you can touch and even smell. I think Taylor's strength is in her storytelling, which shines through especially in folklore and evermore. I personally love "seven" ("Please picture me/In the weeds/Before I learned civility/I used to scream ferociously"), august ("To live for the hope of it all/Cancel plans just in case you'd call"), peace ("Would it be enough if I could never give you peace?"), "illicit affairs" ("Leave the perfume on the shelf/That you picked out just for him/So you leave no trace behind/Like you don't even exist"), "champagne problems" ("Sometimes you just don't know the answer/'Til someone's on their knees and asks you"), "cowboy like me" ("Perched in the dark/Telling all the rich folks anything they wanna hear/Like it could be love/I could be the way forward/Only if they pay for it"), "'tis the damn season" ("We could call it even/You could call me babe for the weekend/'Tis the damn season, write this down/I'm stayin' at my parents' house/And the road not taken looks real good now"), "ivy" ("Oh, goddamn/My pain fits in the palm of your freezing hand/Taking mine, but it's been promised to another/Oh, I can't/Stop you putting roots in my dreamland/My house of stone, your ivy grows/And now I'm covered in you").
Now every album she releases has its misses and its hits. I don't love "Lover" that much bc it's a bit too happy poppy for me, though the song "Lover" itself tells a very palpable feeling. Other songs I like are "All Too Well" ("And you call me up again just to break me like a promise/So casually cruel in the name of being honest"), "Dear John" ("Long were the nights when/My days once revolved around you/Counting my footsteps/Praying the floor won't fall through again"), "Back to December" ("It turns out freedom ain't nothin' but missin' you/Wishin' I'd realized what I had when you were mine"), "The Story of Us" ("I'd tell you I miss you, but I don't know how/I never heard silence quite this loud"), "Clean" ("Ten months sober, I must admit/Just because you're clean don't mean you don't miss it"), "Begin Again" ("And you throw your head back laughing like a little kid/I think it's strange that you think I'm funny 'cause he never did"), "Don't Blame Me" ("Don't blame me, love made me crazy/If it doesn't, you ain't doin' it right/Lord, save me, my drug is my baby/I'll be usin' for the rest of my life"), "Delicate" ("We can't make any promises/Now can we, babe?/But you can make me a drink").
Now many people have been dissing the latest album's cringey lyrics for a while, and while I hate them too (god the vigilante one is such a skip its unreal), i actually like some songs with cringey lyrics. "Anti-hero" really grew on me bc it's Taylor self-analising and talking about how she is her own worst critic, which is something we all experience, and I think she made it in a fun self-deprecating way in the song that still delivers the message. other songs in the album which i love and dont have those kinds of cringe lines are "you're on your own, kid" ("'Cause there were pages turned with the bridges burned/Everything you lose is a step you take"), "Lavander Haze" ("The only kind of girl they see (only kind of girl they see)/Is a one-night or a wife"), "High Infidelity" ("Do you really want to know where I was April 29th?/Do I really have to chart the constellations in his eyes?"), "Would've, Could've, Should've" ("If I was some paint, did it splatter/On a promising grown man?/And if I was a child, did it matter/If you got to wash your hands?") (tbh I love all the lyrics in this song it's my fave atm).
Sorry for the long post! I really feel like Taylor's best lyrics are hidden away in her albums many times, but I do get how she gets called a good lyricist, because she is good at telling stories in them. I believe many people look at her stuff from a biased perspective most of the time bc of the way the media has portrayed her in part, and also bc she got a lot of hate from misogynists when she was young and it stayed around as mindless hate/disregard. She isnt the greatest ever but she's earned her reputation as a lyricist imo.
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Signed, Viktor | 5/18
Transcript:
Hoping this letter finds you well,
Firstly, I would like to express how grateful I am that you were so thorough during our encounter! Don't tell anybody, but I'm sure I learned more from you in those few hours than in a semester from some professors in this very academy.
I couldn’t decide what was more intriguing - your newest creation or the story of how you came to aspire to be a student here. To think of you being sent to Stillwater Hold for petty theft is unimaginable, and I am glad you redirected your talents. I understand that the conditions of Zaun don't leave many options, but it makes it all the more admirable that you simply created another one.
I am evermore fortunate that I was the one to address your acceptance letter.
If it is alright of me to say, you are quite a unique person. In the few months you have been here, much has happened because of you, and I can’t help but thank you for letting me be a part of it.
It was thrilling to hear that you admire my work as much as I do yours; I understand that my studies have been somewhat more obscure than most attendees, especially others in the staff. Your words were immensely kind, and it couldn't have been more of a pleasure to hear them from you.
I am also informing you that I am, in fact, available for another meeting! I must say, it made me very happy when you proposed a more casual setting - it is quite difficult for me to find a reason to leave the premises, much less for something that I am looking forward to so strongly.
I will be very expectantly awaiting your reply.
Your acquaintance,
Viktor
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ttpd thoughts... 🤍
The concept of a post mortem, at first, seemed to suggest we were conducting an autopsy on a relationship, or a man, but in fact it is a post mortem of Taylor, herself. She says she presents herself before us for judgement.
And after listening to the album this feels completely the right take. There's mention of emotional infidelity, sin, violence, anger, revenge. It was unsettling at times even. She is much less of a victim than some would like to believe. And it's crazy to imagine writing an album about your flaws like you're collecting evidence for your own trial!
Her humor has developed as well through her self analysis. "Narcotics in all my songs" was a cheeky line. The way she says "you should see your faces" because she knew people would react strongly to that line in "but daddy I love him". "Vipers dressed in empaths clothing seems particularly pointed at certain people". "I cry a lot, but I am so productive, it's an art" Are we ready to sit with that? She is telling jokes both at her own expense (we've seen that before) but now at our, the fans, expense. I laughed :) It is hilarious. Yes please call us out!
Even topics she has written about before, like the constant threat of being replaced as a female musician, are explored in new ways. She touched the topic in Nothing new, Lucky One, Anti Hero, but in Clara Bow and Who's Afraid of Little Old Me it becomes more tragic because it's no longer hypothetical. It has already happened.
The concept of emotional infidelity has been written about before, but in this album (and maybe because we think it was 🐀 heely) it isn't as exciting as Glitch or Gorgeous. But is it ever really fun?
She applied every lesson from Midnights. Longer songs. More Aaron Dessner and evermore vibes. More real instruments.
I hope that when the initial fever dies down we can enjoy these songs as an evaluation of Taylor and not the men she's dated. I think people, including myself, wondered if this album would be like a long gossip session. Full of marvel esque fan service. But it isn't that easy. And maybe if we know her business we think we would feel closer to her but in fact, in her metaphors and imagery she offers something much more intimate.
I'm looking forward to digging in and sitting in all the feelings. So exciting!!!
Some hot takes ☕️ :
I like the Jack Antanoff production on this album for the most part (more than midnights).
Some of those 2am songs should have been on the original run, in lieu of certain *cough cough* songs. the alchemy was a little too close to that tik tok parody, but we won't talk about that
She chose the wrong single. Should be I can do it with a broken heart.
This was the most Fearless, Speak Now, Red album we've gotten in years! 2am picked up right where Evermore left off.
#ttpd#taylor swift#taylor nation#the tortured poets department#now back to our regular programming#i'm not going to tell you how to enjoy things but some of you aren't enjoying it and i think i know why...
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@godenvy // ryuu & hiroji. after the gala.
— just say the word & i'll make us loved.
hiroji turns the lights off one by one in the small apartment. the dishes are done, the clothing mess all put back into the dresser, even the coffee table is cleared off and the tiny succulent sits hardy as ever in the middle. the apartment is quiet, the sounds of the city are the only thing that feel like a heartbeat here. ryuu might ascribe it to be as quiet as a tomb — but hiroji wouldn't. he couldn't. the clutter on the shelves from the leather-bound books of poetry to the polaroids where ryuu smiles so brightbrightbright to the wet specimens curled tightly in their jar weren't things that hiroji would bury and weep over. they were — home.
the poetry book with his name scribbled in, decorated little black paper flags to tell him which of the poems were ryuu's favorites. ( although, hiroji would always think his signature right next to hiroji's name is his favorite poem. he wouldn't tell him that. ) the bouquet of dried flowers, red roses wilting eternal. the halloween skull they found. the little feathered raven that sat ever-never-evermore looking at them. they were little pieces of ryuu, little parts of hiroji. they were home carved out of a dark place and made even more precious because of whose hands touched them, whose heart thought they were special.
he wouldn't tell him that either.
he turns off the light as he heads to the bedroom. that event had been — a mess. & hiroji ruined it with a question he shouldn't have asked. ( can i kiss you? — i'm too overwhelmed right now. i just want to go home. ) he should have seen that. he should have seen — and he didn't. too caught up in his own mistake of not being there when he said he would that he didn't check in with ryuu if he wanted to be there at all. hiroji leans against the doorway and looks at the soft shape of ryuu curled up in bed. it's quiet in here, cold. & so very still. who knows how long he'll be out — that's why hiroji cleaned up. ryuu wouldn't have to worry about those things. he can just — rest.
hiroji makes his way to ryuu's side of the bed and sits right on the floor next to him and rests his cheek right there on the edge. ryuu hardly seems to breathe. that slow, unheard pulse creeps through his veins and it's almost unnerving. he looks dead. with careful fingers, hiroji brushes his dark hair away from his face and sighs.
"i'm sorry," he mutters. his voice is too scratchy, too alive. "i ... just." a weak shrug of his shoulders is followed by a heavy sigh. god. this all felt a mess. he feels a burn in the back of his throat that he hasn't felt in fucking years — he might cry. he wouldn't tell him that, though.
"i thought it was going to be a different. it was different in my head. i didn't mean — for-for any of that to happen. i didn't think it would. i thought ... we'd just have a night together and i could tell you —" he cuts himself off and swallows hard against tears in his eyes. pull yourself fucking together, hiroji. the fuck are you doing? a sharp inhale and he picks up his head, leaning against his fist. ryuu simply breathes slowly & continues to sleep. hiroji could be talking at full volume but he wouldn't hear him. a train could come storming through but ryuu wouldn't move — he'd just keep sleeping. "i think i'm in love with you."
without ryuu to hear him, however, did he ever actually say it? coward. a fucking coward.
"i ... say i think but i'm pretty sure. you're literally the one fucking person that makes this fucking mess —" & he points to his temple, "go quiet. it makes sense with you, i fucking make sense with you. and ... i know that after tonight, you're be gunna pretty hard pressed to believe that but ... it's true. you make me so fucking happy, ryuu. and ... i promise, i won't fucking leave you behind."
he reaches forward and places his hand on ryuu's. it's cold — and hiroji feels like he burns too hot.
"everyone else left you but i won't, alright? it's okay if you don't love me back or — if you just wanna be friends, i'll fucking live with it. hell, i'd rather live with that fucking pain than live without you. i'd rather have you never look at me like that than not have you in my life at all. because-because i won't leave you behind. i fucking swear to every poe and whoever else the fuck you got living on your shelves, alright? i know you've been left — but i swear it won't be me who leaves you." he wishes for all in the world to kiss his hands, to have to courage to whisper it against his knuckles how much he cares for him, how precious he finds him, how dear he is to him.
but he doesn't tell him that, though.
instead, he quickly wipes at his eyes. the laugh is barely a sound, barely a shade of anything good. hiroji knows that — he knows that there is very little good to come of him. he isn't like ryuu — scarred by the people in this world who kept taking and taking and taking from him. he's a dog with teeth, ripping and snarling and begging for more. ryuu, however, makes him want to attempt to be gentle.
"so ... sleep tight, pretty boy. i'll keep an eye on you."
#[ just say the word & i'll make us loved. — roulette : thanatos. ]#[ roulette : musings. ]#[ roulette : thanatos. ]#keva said i had to . so#look at these sad idiots ! happy birthday keva :)
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tagged by @beyondthetemples-ooc!
The rules are simple - find a sentence, or excerpt, that includes the words you’re given and paste it in, and include a link to the finished story if you want. But honestly, these are guidelines at best - do what you want.
My words to find:
Fly, Green, Independent, Fixated, Magical, Incoherent, Copy, Mental, Fire, Glowing
I’m tagging: uhhh i think everyone i know who would do this has already been tagged, please feel free to do this if you want
Your words are:
-Egg
-Epiphany
-Pastry
-Hot
-Rock
-Fox
-Feather
-Bullet
-Child
-Bake
Synonyms allowed if these are strange, I don't know what I'm doing, let's a-go
LMAO I THINK ALL OF THESE ARE KETUCARI LETS GOOOO
i cheated and some of these are short blurbs that came along with an image but i made sure that i was picking ones that were a few paragraphs long at least.
Fly: Royale was watching the sky herself now. "Keep looking up at them. Soon you might feel... a pull. Let it take you up."
Royale began floating, a golden light covering her. [Airborne]
"fly" itself was in this one but this part was more interesting.
Green: I apparently have not mentioned the word green in years and using types of plants as a synonym feels like cheating.
Independent: sorry, can't find this one
Fixated: "Focus here, child," Ante spoke. An army of Deads raised their head in the space beyond space, but the cub couldn't lift his physical head by his own will. "You're safe here. Blink twice if you can hear me." [i'd encourage your smiles, i expect you won't cry]
this one is in the middle of a storyline, content warning for heavy subjects but mostly child abuse if you read that whole storyline
Magical: Riley padded forward, looking into the case. An electric violin sat there, clear and shining. Riley picked it up and the bow with it and laid back, turning it over in their fingers. They never learned proper magic, both to the chagrin and relief of their captors, and had to fight their way out with bare fists, teeth and claw. They tried to draw from some source within themself, and... nothing.
Leslie looked on, expecting.
Riley sighed, a rumble in their throat and rosin freshly on their bow. [i don't know if this one is about me or the devil]
Incoherent: I don't think I've used the word, exactly, but the word incoherent describes a good chunk of this specific lit so I'm linking it. TW for torture and mention of culling dragon children. [this ain't a noose, this is a leash]
Copy: I REALLY WISH THIS CAME UP LATER IN THE MONTH BECAUSE UH. I'M GOING TO BE DOING AN ART PIECE WITH SHADOW COPIES LMAO. IT'S PROBABLY GOING TO HAVE A LIT ACCOMPANIMENT. I can't find this in my recent/last couple of years of work though.
Mental: “He’s Talik,” Viral’s voice was a low song, so deep in his ear that it was in his head. “He gets control of your mind and makes you bet. Why do you think we keep coming back? Take him on and I’ll halve your price.”
“You’re not as quiet as you think,” Ante’s voice echoed, and the two scattered. [sell your fortune to me],
Fire: “Oh, shit,” Twe’s back arched, alarmed, and he scrambled to take off his mask. “No, you - you see, you’ve got it wrong. It’s just theatre, Your Glory. Cin’s been drenched in a chemical, she wouldn’t burn.”
“Just the forest,” Evermore averted her gaze. Kandriya could take it, but the idea of an intentional forest fire in a zone that burned so easily weighed heavily on her. [when the wine drinks itself]
Fire was in almost every piece I tried to find things in, i had to pick something Interesting
Glowing: The creature was short and stout, covered in spines and horns. They were the color of metalworking, glowing in parts like the fire of the profession itself. [what's up ghosts]
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Hi Cossette! I've been spending the last few days gathering some 2024 media releases that I hope to check out this year and I'm looking forward to (to name a few!):
Emily Wilde's Map of the Otherlands by Heather Fawcett
A Tempest of Tea by Hafsah Faizal
The Mars House by Natasha Pulley
The Warm Hands of Ghosts by Katherine Arden
Faebound by Saara El-Arifi
and ooh! I'm also very intrigued about Allison Saft's upcoming adult debut!! I hope it will be good 🙏
I also prefer standalones! While there are times where I'd love to revisit my favourite worlduilding + characters, I tend to find the storytelling & character development more properly fleshed out within a standalone (comparing to books within a long series).
That's totally valid! It certainly took me some time to get into Alix E Harrow's writing - not that's it's poorly written (it's very artfully written), but it's pretty dense and the story pacing is on the slow side. Also as much as I enjoy taking notes / annotating beautifully written prose, I feel you effort required to analyse the writing 😅
Speaking of The Starless Sea, the aesthetic / vibes of the book reminds me of Taylor Swift's Midnights - very atmospheric and with a strong focus on storytelling. I've been meaning to make something showcasing parallels between songs from Midnights & sections of The Starless Sea since late 2022 (this was pushed back for various reasons), so I was very happy to post the edit today :D
If you could assign your favourite books as music albums (based on thematic / aesthetic similarities), how would you pair them up?
P.S. Yes!! I love the album & vinyl artwork for Kali Uchis' new album and I hope you have the chance to listen to Orquideas later this year! (and I hope you all the best with the 365 albums challenge 💖)
hi jennifer!!! i have an arc of a tempest of tea, but i don't know if i'll get around to it before publication date 😭 i'm really intrigued by the premise, but struggled a bit with the fantasy in we hunt the flame (i struggle a lot with fantasy/have to be in a very specific mood for it)! i haven't read any of katherine arden's stuff, but have seen a lot of it on the internet over the years; maybe i'll check it out!
i feel like a common question i see on bookstagram is "what's your favorite series" and i always struggle to answer this because i am just not a series girlie! i think the few favorite series that i love (that aren't duologies) are probably either the raven cycle, or series of romance books that are set in the same universe but follow different characters so they essentially operate as standalones! i wish i was a series girlie, but i just ... am not one. i actually just put alix harrow's ten thousand doors of january on hold on libby — it might work better for me as an audiobook! sometimes i do better with fantasy via audiobook than physically reading it, for some reason.
i saw your starless sea/midnights gifset and am obsessed. i know i've told you this before but i loveeeee your gifsets so much, especially the ones where you find parallels between things!
oh this is so hard! i feel like it's easier to assign specific songs for me, rather than entire albums to books, but here goes:
beach read: honorable mention to emails i can't send by sabrina carpenter (title track) for january's relationship with her father, but unsure of what album would fit january/gus best!
normal people: i think either sam fender's seventeen going under, or noah kahan's stick season? i think both albums have a similar theme of being homesick and also home sick, which i feel like plays a big role in the plot of normal people!
honey girl: i feel like paint my bedroom black by holly humberstone? like the themes of growing up / moving away / being lonely / figuring out your life?
the starless sea: maybeeeee evermore but this does not feel like a good fit to me still!
les miserables: ... going to cheat here and say the les mis cast recording
i'm still stuck on portrait of a thief, and book lovers though! what about you? what book/album pairings do you have in mind?
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It's perfectly okay to talk about Taylor's relationships, every now and then, and ask blogs have got to answer the asks they get: if the people want to talk about Travis, they gotta talk about Travis hahaha. //
Same anon speaking again! I didn't really mean you specifically or other blogs talking about Travis, I do love your blog it was no shade at all! I just mean that this fandom's "culture" shifted a bit since this April, fans are more concerned with being entertained, having content everyday and knowing every single detail about her life, than enjoying her music. The more she gives the more they want...
Idk I feel a bit out ouf place in this fandom because I don't really enjoy those vibes and general approach, she's the only big celebrity I follow because I genuinely can't handle it lmao so this is a very personal view, I mean to each their own, I'm not the fandom police.
ANYWAY, I'm really excited for 1989 tv, which vault track are you looking forward to listen to the most?
Yeah, don't worry, I got what you were trying to say! I think I just expressed myself badly.
I've actually noticed some "consumeristic" culture around Taylor too. It started back in 2020, I think. I remember the day after evermore (the second surprise album in five months) was released, people were already asking "where is she going from here? What's next?". And then, after Fearless TV was released we started making so much noise about 1989 TV that she had to announce Red TV early to shut us up. And during the first half of 2022 a lot of fans were complaining that she was nowhere to be seen and that she wasn't releasing anything new. It's one thing to be excited about the prospects of new albums, it's another thing altogether to act entitled towards Taylor's work (especially since she's one of the most hardworking people in the industry).
I'm the most excited about "Slut!", but I think that's true for a lot of people hahaha. I've already posted about it but, but, as someone who was severely slutshamed for dating "normally" (not that there's a "wrong" way to date, but you get what I'm saying), I think that that song is gonna mean the world to me. I'm also excited about Suburban Legends (again, popular opinion). Is it gonna be about her own story, starting from the suburbs and ending in NYC? Will it have a "how did a middle class divorcée do it?" vibe? It just calls to me! Among the rest I'm the most excited about Is It Over Now? because I think it might have OOTW vibes, and OOTW is my fave song on the album.
Overall I'm VERY excited about 1989, perhaps the most about any TVs, because I've had a love-hate relationship with this album during the years, but around the release of Lover I fell in love with it "again" and I now appreciate it sooooo much.
What about you, anon?
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💛Smoshblr December Asks Day 9💙
What are your current top 3 favourite songs? (like songs you’ve had on repeat a lot recently or maybe just 3 songs that you listened to today and enjoyed a lot! Whatever feels most accurate to you 🤗🎶)
Bonus: What are 3 songs you think everyone should listen to at least once in their life? 🎧
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(posting my own answers late cause I was/ still am super busy this weekend 🙈)
Also genuine thank you to everyone participating in this! I literally look forward to reading every single one of y'alls answers everyday! 🥰💕
(tho I often don't have time to respond very quickly/at all; but I do promise that I try to get to as many as I can 🤗🫶)
current top 3 songs:
as good as reason by Paris Paloma
Spring by Ed Sheeran
Holes by Passenger
(special shoutout to "I see fire" and "evermore", cause I literally had those on repeat for all of november; and also at least half of Paris Paloma's music, cause I had her literally on loop for the past few days)
songs I think everyone should listen to at leats once
okay, I'm gonna cheat a little bit for the first choiceof this question and pick one song for each of their albums:
"Not Yet/Love Run" (Love Run); "Farewell Wanderlust" (The Horror and the Wild); "The Old Witch Sleep and the Good Man Grace" (Ruin) ---> all songs by The Amazing Devil
"Mars" by Sleeping at Last; (also literally every single one of his Enneagram songs tbh)
"Things that stop you Dreaming" by Passenger
I could sit here for hours and list like a hundred more options tbh (cause I love music literally so so much istg!); some prob even better than these three, but they were the first I thought of, so I'm sticking with that 🥰
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Hi, The corneliastvendor theory made a boom in my brain, great job putting all the cards together and building a house out of them. I'm especially glad that they included the connection of the clock and the Lover's dollhouse, I knew that the colors mattered the albums, but I did not know how, and now it is beautifully lined up and at 12 Taylor will come out of this house (closet), IF you rethink her songs, otherwise you will not find a way out but just drive yourself into the attic. Very gaylor.
@corneliastvendor hey you got a 💌!
yes i think there are a lot of pieces that go together nicely! plus, it’s a great summary of a lot of the ideas that have been floated around the past few days which i found so helpful. i really liked the post and i’m glad you liked it too
speaking as a veteran of several eras that felt like they were leading to conclusions, i am compelled to say that i think it would benefit the heart to look at the timeline more broadly than things possibly concluding with this album. it has been a long journey up until now but i want to honor the journey for however long it ends up taking.
because while it is plenty possible that all systems are go currently, we can never be sure of whether the universe will be on her side from here until then. we had a global pandemic after lover, for example.
and what i do like about the imagery and themes in play with this one is that taylor can adjust the narrative as necessary to how she sees fit. plenty of ways to continue to put a bow on it. perhaps she ends up putting out 12 albums (she could do an album for the front hallway, and for the door/porch etc etc) and cracks things open with the 13th. she could put out one album for the door and crack things open with the 12th like the clock striking 12, and then have her 13th album be her first “true” album. or maybe she can bring it home all with this one, how’s one to know. this is not me theorizing. this is me trying to think from taylor’s perspective in deciding how much of my heart to invest in the particular payoff of this particular album.
still i do feel there is some sort of a forward trajectory being presented narratively, which has me interested to see what plays out. and i think midnights will provide some sort of insight into the state of the union that folklore/evermore may have been unable to. once again, this is not to put too much weight on it; i will feel grateful for whatever she decides to share at this time 🙏
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Kevin then just heads home.
The next day, Ethan happens to bump into Kevin. He doesn't seem to be doing much, mostly just out minding his own business. The two have some casual conversation, but before Kevin leaves, Ethan asks Kevin if he happened to see the rich lady(Carmen) and her husband(Richard) last night. Kevin grows nervous, but quickly says no. And when Ethan coldly asks if he saw Leon last night, Kevin reminds Ethan that he literally asked him that question last night. With a suddenly creepy expression on his face, Ethan coldly says that he sort of expected him to maybe give a different answer.
His expression quickly changes back to normal though, and he eventually leaves off with a friendly goodbye. Kevin is creeped out, and just decides to go home even though he was gonna get groceries. Whenever he gets home though, he receives a call from Leon who looks to just be inviting him out. Kevin doesn't wanna say no since he doesn't wanna seem rude, so despite his exhaustion, he says yes. The two meet up at a random sidewalk, and begin to converse about Ethan for a bit.
Then, John shows up. Leon quickly leaves as soon as John shows up, but even as he does leave, Kevin stays behind since John seems to want to talk to him. John seems to subtly be implying that he wants something from Kevin, so Kevin asks what it might be. After admitting it, John asks Kevin if he saw Carmen or Richard last night. Kevin, a little nervous still, says no. John goes quiet for a moment, but seems to trust Kevin's lie and eventually leaves.
Kevin heads back home after he and Leon hang out some more. But Leon proceeds to immediately call Kevin, to inform him of something this time. When Kevin asks what it is, Leon says this.
"Well.. you know that rich lady and her husband we saw last night? Apparently due to what everyone's been saying.. they're dead."
Kevin freezes. He's in shock, asking Leon if he heard that right. Leon affirms it, and explains to Kevin that Carmen had been found burnt to death in some nearby woods and that Richard had apparently clawed his own throat out(aka, a suicide). Kevin doesn't seem to want to believe it. Leon sounds nervous, saying everyone must suspect them now. Kevin becomes frustrated out of his own anxiety, and starts to yell, only for Leon to quickly hang up. Leon immediately feels guilty, and begins to repeatedly call Leon, but Leon doesn't answer.
The next day, Kevin receives news that apparently the Mayor(Mayor Evermore) has gone missing since last night. He was last seen getting into his car from a nearby witness according to Streber and Ethan. The three of them are pretty tense about it understandably even if they barely know the guy.
(Stopping so you can read)
Rip Carmen and Richard x2
But also ooo, interesting that Carmen isn't the one that goes "missing" this time
I'm about to head to bed, so you can send another ask about this if you want, but I won't be able to answer it until later. However I will be looking forward to reading more later :>
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