#I'll follow you down 'til the sound of my voice will haunt you

[wewillgotothewindsofwinter]

You could be my silver spring

Blue-green colors flashing

I would be your only dream

Your shining autumn, ocean crashing

And don’t say that she's pretty

And did you say that she loved you

Baby, I don't want to know

[rotisseries]

what if I followed you down til the sound of my voice haunted you. and we were both girls

[wynterhxney]

“Hear about that ball? It’s gonna be swell isn’t it?”

“Oh, you know how quaint it will be. Much better than last year’s annual party from Mrs. Grant. I bet there’s gonna be a plethora of eligible bachelors. Maybe even a Wynter.”

Talk is plentiful in a place as high profile as New York City. A dazzling locale with many esteemed families, hectic lives in the everyday but daunting in the wake of growing tensions across the rest of those United States. Even so people still cannot help ignoring world events for much closer fare. A ball in commemoration of an integral battle turned the tide for many in 1815, which is seemingly the most important on the lips of those who want to attend. There is a time to mark history. Though most are interested in a party to schmooze and possibly catch eyes.

Courtships are vital. They come and go with opportunities. Bachelors are up for a showing and he has been there a time or two. There is none he has shown much favor to until he laid eyes on the Alice Lee Ashford. Prettiest girl he ever did see. That is no lie. There isn’t much Landon would lie about in this world. Seeing the blonde any chance he could muster is an easy feat. When they’re both entwined, unable to steer clear of each other; he smiled, thoughts wrapped up in platinum curls and green eyes.

He called on her as he does. A time to visit when he’s able is now. He has to make use of it before he’s drug off for more of these pressing talks. People are aware things are brewing. News comes direct from Washington by word of mouth, correspondence taking a bit of time. Landon is hyper aware as is most of the country about desperate murmurings. Southern matters are becoming graver by the day but for once the military man has found an outlet. Giving a greeting on his way through the door, he’s allowed one of the workers to take his coat. “I’m calling on Miss Ashford,” he announced, receiving a coy look from some of the younger girls who worked there in the house. A few giggles here and there which drew a little smile to his lips. Used to the looks he’ll say.

“Parlor Mr. Wynter. Better hurry now. Mrs. Ashford not in.” The housekeeper ushered him that way, pausing only to give a stern scolding of a look to those girls. Making a scene out of themselves by golly they better stop it.

Landon merely smirked, nodding his head to her before stopping at the closed doors. He turned to the older lady with a gentler smile. “I have something for Miss Ashford. A surprise. I think I will go in alone for it.” She seemed taken aback but he reached inside his waist coat, showing a box. “Now you see?”

“Well, fine… I see no harm in that.”

He’s sure she doesn’t which is needless to say he wants Alice all to himself. Bold but he’s never been a person who wasn’t brazen. It’s part of his reputation. Brave soldiers and all that, even if he’s not boastful it’s just how his family line has been seen throughout the years; Landon wasted no time stepping through the door, closing it behind him just as quickly. “I declare you are a sight for sore eyes, Miss Ashford.” A little tease slipped from him. @violentwxnter

[recallthename]

is there a bigger album track fuck up than fleetwood not including silver springs on rumors?

[scare-ard--sleigh]

silver springs was my first ever favorite song at age like 6 or 7 and god i was so correct for that. she's so angry. time cast a spell on you, but you won't forget me. extremely weird foreshadowing on a couple of different levels. mmf.

[justabsolution]

            it had been a good show, relatively speaking. tim was nowhere in the vein of a famous musician, but he loved what he did and the small fanbase he maintained was incredibly loyal. he made enough to eat and house himself, and that was enough for now. plus, whenever he played at this venue he had a deal with the owner for free drinks, and there was nothing more alluring after a soulful set than a couple of glasses of fireball and pop. it didn’t hurt that there was a very handsome gentleman eyeing him from the other side of the bar top with a very pretty smile. tim waved, which caused the man to saddle up in the seat next to him. he looked even better up close. “hi there.” 

@griefmartyred​

[opivmhaze]

tag drop

[camojacketfag]

I'll follow you down til' the sound of my voice will haunt you…

[temptaetions]

spellbound secrets ✩ stray kids (m.list)

welcome to the spellbound institute of magic! have a look around, but don't peer too much — you could end up in a sticky web of secrets, lies, and love.

general content warnings: fluff, smut, angst, possible darker/heavy themes. warnings for individual fics vary, please read them accordingly before proceeding.

˖⁺‧₊ angel eyes - bang chan ₊‧⁺˖

✩ sorceress: @temptaetions

✩ pairing: bcc x reader

✩ specialty: healing | memory inducement

✩ genre: teacher x student | strangers/idiots to lovers

✩ synopsis: you’ll think you’re in paradise, and one day you’ll find out he wears a disguise, don’t look too deep…

✩ read here!

˖⁺‧₊ one's elixir - lee minho ₊‧⁺˖

✩ sorceress: @felixitate

✩ pairing: lmh x reader

✩ specialty: alchemy | potions

✩ genre: acquaintances to lovers | academic mentor

✩ synopsis: you’re a walking disaster. not just in minho’s eyes but for anyone in the academy so when he was asked to supervise you, he had to agree to ensure everyone’s safety. but is it worth the risk to involve himself in something that even you can't control?

✩ read here!

˖⁺‧₊ sweet escape - seo changbin ₊‧⁺˖

✩ sorceress: @temptaetions

✩ pairing: scb x reader

✩ specialty: interdimentionalism (pocket dimension creation) | empathic transference

✩ genre: friends to lovers | secret admirer

✩ synopsis: forever, perfectly together…and tell me, boy, now wouldn’t that be sweet?

✩ read here!

˖⁺‧₊ fleeting mirage - hwang hyunjin ₊‧⁺˖

✩ sorceress: @felixitate

✩ pairing: hhj x reader

✩ specialty: illusionism | phantasmagoria

✩ genre: rivals to lovers | childhood sweethearts?

✩ synopsis: as both the top students in your program, getting along should always have been maintained between you. however, something always sparks any feud, hindering your cooperation by whatever means necessary. would you be able to put it aside when your positions start to get threatened?

✩ read here!

˖⁺‧₊ cherry bomb - han jisung ₊‧⁺˖

✩ sorceress: @temptaetions

✩ pairing: hjs x reader

✩ specialty: fusionism | sentimental awakening

✩ genre: coworkers to lovers | mutual pining

✩ synopsis: lips on my lips, hearts beating as one…but you slip out of my fingertips, every time you run.

✩ read here!

˖⁺‧₊ in bloom - felix lee ₊‧⁺˖

✩ sorceress: @felixitate

✩ pairing: lyb x reader

✩ specialty: floramancy | herbalism

✩ genre: classmates to lovers | forbidden love

✩ synopsis: watching him from afar while he tends to those flowers never fails to make your heart flutter. but for the sake of your secret, you’ve kept your distance. until when can you avoid him before he notices the signs of your waning abilities that only he can maybe help with?

✩ read here!

˖⁺‧₊ silver springs - kim seungmin ₊‧⁺˖

✩ sorceress: @temptaetions

✩ pairing: ksm x reader

✩ specialty: catoptromancy | empathic transference

✩ genre: exes to lovers | semi-first loves au

✩ synopsis: i know i could've loved you, but you would not let me, i'll follow you down 'til the sound of my voice will haunt you.

✩ read here!

˖⁺‧₊ shifting feelings - yang jeongin ₊‧⁺˖

✩ sorceress: @felixitate

✩ pairing: yji x reader

✩ specialty: polymorphy | divination

✩ genre: enemies to lovers | soulmates

✩ synopsis: he’s an enigma. with enchanting eyes that became everyone’s whispers each time he passed by but you’re not shaken. who’s to say you can’t unravel the truth when he slowly reveals this part of himself that he’s been persistently guarding the more you pry?

✩ read here!

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[sarazanmai]

No offense, but time cast a spell on you, but you won't forget me. I know I could've loved you, but you would not let me. I'll follow you down 'til the sound of my voice will haunt you. Give me just a chance, you'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you.

[shaunashipman]

I'll follow you down 'til the sound of my voice will haunt you (Was I just a fool?) You'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loved you (Was I just a fool?)

↳@lgbtqcreators bingo | typography

[kitdiefly]

Time cast a spell on you

But you won't forget me

Well, I know I could have loved you

But you would not let me

I'll follow you down

'Til the sound of my voice will haunt you

[serenewrote]

"I'll follow you down 'til the sound of my voice will haunt you" - Aegon Targaryen II x Cousin! reader

Synopsis: After the events of the disagreement of Driftmark's succession, such as the "unfortunate" death of Vaemond Valeryon, the family indulges in a nice dinner where you give your cousin an offer he shouldn't refuse.

Rating: PG-13

Warning(s): attempted manipulation (my girl almost had him fr).

You are seated at your father's left side, patiently waiting. You and your father, Daemon, glance at each other. He looks at you in discontent and you give him a look, he knows you won't let up.

King Viserys stands, well more like leans on the table, and speaks, "How good it is... to see you all tonight... together."

"Prayer before we begin?"

"Yes."

The Queen Alicent begins to pray, "May the Mother smile down on this gathering with love. May the Smith mend the bonds that have been broken for far too long."

You rolled your eyes. What does she thinks she's doing?

"And to Vaemond Velaryon, may the gods give him rest."

You snicker at the last remark, may the gods give him hell. Vaemond was out of his mind.

"This is an occasion for celebration, it seems. My grandsons, Jace and Luke, will marry their cousins, Baela and Rhaena, further strengthening the bond between our houses. A toast to the young Princes... and their betrothed."

You smile, proud of your sisters and how they've grown. "Hear, hear!"

Aegon leans over to whisper to Jace, "Well done, Jace. You'll finally get to lie with a woman."

Baela takes a drink and looks at him in annoyance. She then turns to look at you. You make eye contact. Do not worry, dear sister. He'll get his due.

You take a look at your cousin. How pathetic? Your women will chew him up and spit him out. Not before you have your turn, of course.

"Let us toast as well to Prince Lucerys... the future Lord of the Tides.

"Hear, hear."

Aegon leans over to Jace, once again.

"You do know how the act is done, I assume? At least in principle? Where to put your cock and all that."

"Let it be, cousin."

"You can play the jester if you wish, but hold your tongue before my betrothed."

Aegon hums in fake agreeance. You zone out halfway, coming back seeing Jace take Helaena to dance. You see your father nod in your peripheral. You move to Jace's seat and lean to whisper in Aegon's ear.

"Dearest cousin, I heard of the little situation with a servant girl this morning."

Aegon looks at you. Why the hell are you talking to him?

"What of it, cousin."

"I- It must feel so restricting. Not being able to do what you truly want, having to marry someone you feel no love for."

"Well, I don't see a man at your side, cousin. Did you scare them off."

"Quite the contrary, Aegon. Unlike all these other ladies of the court, I don't need a man at my side to have power. I'm free to bed whoever I want, whenever I want."

Aegon grits his teeth at your clear mocking, "How lucky you are, Y/n."

You smirk internally. Hook, Line, and Sinker. "I could help you, of course. The women of Dorne love men like you, cousin. Princely, Silver-haired, Targaryen. Personally, I like my men: pathetic... and good for one thing."

You lean closer. Your lips grazing his ear, "I could take you away from here. To Dorne. You'd be away from all of this. Away from your mother, who seems to only care about image. You'd be free, Aegon."

He looks at you, his eyes growing desperate. He's actually considering it.

Just then, a servant sets a roasted pig down. Lucerys chuckles. Aemond hits the table, anger evident. He stands, goblet in hand.

"Final tribute. To the health of my nephews: Jace... Luke... and Joffrey. Each of them handsome, wise... hm.... strong."

"Aemond."

"Come... let us drain our cups to these three... Strong boys."

Jace gets in Aemond's face, "I dare you say that again."

"Why? Was only a compliment. Do you not think yourself Strong?"

Jace punches Aemond as Luke gets up and Aegon slams his head on the table. You look the boys in disgust. One normal night. Just one, please?

"Why would you say such a thing before these people?"

"I was merely expressing how proud I am of my family, Mother. Mm, though it seems my nephews aren't quite as proud of theirs."

Rhaenyra turns to Jace, Luke, and your sisters, "Go to your quarters. All of you go, now."

Your father looks at you expectantly. You whisper in Aegon's ear one last time, "Seems as though you are happy here, cousin. Being a nuisance. Forever at the beck and call of your mother and grandsire."

You leave him, walking over to your father and Rhaenyra, "Goodnight, Father, Rhaenyra." You retreat to your chambers.

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As Aegon stands in front of the people, having been crowned King, he thinks back to your words. The offer sounding so convincing. If only he hadn't acted out, then maybe the sound of your voice and your sweet words wouldn't haunt him.

fin.

Oh. My. God. I don't know if I love or hate this because I straight pulled this out of my ass.

Also for further context, you are Daemon's oldest daughter. Your mother is one of the eldest children of Qoren Martell and the reason why you aren't married is because you really don't need a husband. Your mother has a twin brother and so you will rule alongside your cousin as it is not known which one of them came first.

[freedominthedarkmp3]

I'll follow you down 'til the sound of my voice will haunt you btw. You'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loved you. If you even care.

[milkovichy]

❝Time cast a spell on you, but you won't forget me I know I could've loved you, but you would not let me I'll follow you down 'til the sound of my voice will haunt you Give me just a chance You'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you❞