#evermore lyrics

[hits-differently]

gold rush - t.s.

[raingalaxy]

evermore • Taylor Swift

[ourstolenlullabiess]

made some more Taylor lyrics with classical art!

[filiaveritatis]

paintings & taylor swift lyrics

[ncutii-gatwa]

can’t remember what i used to fight for

[scaredofghosts]

...and I'll be yours for the weekend 'tis the damn season

[willowswift]

Taylor Swift | The Eras Tour - Champagne Problems

[oursacredoasis]

'tis the damn season - taylor swift

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[betterthandesign]

evermore headers like/reblog if you save or use.

[karmaisa-queen]

evermore 🤎

Lyric lock screens - Part 1

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@taylornation

[martellspear]

— young!rhaenicent | word count: 782

based on the song "ivy" written by taylor swift for my evermore series.

“No one will know,” Rhaenyra insisted. The light squeeze on Alicent’s hand did little to reassure her.

“It’s not a matter of doing what’s right only when we are before the judgment of the world, Rhaenyra,” she whispered but did not stop walking, “it’s what we do when we’re alone that counts.”

A decorated speech, her Septa had made sure Alicent held those words dear. She’s to be a perfect lady, the Gods watchful eyes are on her even when it’s unbeknownst to her; besides, what she does in secrecy, when no one is truly looking, it’s what counts.

Rhaenyra kept their fingers interlocked as they walked through the narrow tunnel.

“We’ll live only once, does that do not count as well?” Rhaenyra whispered but the curved walls carried her voice, it barely sounded like a whisper.

“That should make you wish for a long life, but you’ve taken it upon yourself to go against it,” Alicent spoke quietly, her eyes still not completely accustomed to the dimness of the passage. Rhaenyra stopped suddenly, causing Alicent to crash lightly against her friend.

“Do you wish to go back? Say it and we’ll return.”

Alicent drew a sharp breath. She didn’t want to disappoint Rhaenyra nor wanted to spend her night in the boredom of her silent chambers, where Alicent would still be thinking of her. Rhaenyra is everywhere, her presence strong even in the smallest of details, such as the ring, half of a pair, Alicent faithfully wears every day – and she knows so does Rhaenyra. Flowers growing uninvited all over and within an old stone; claiming what already belonged to them.

I should put an end to this, Alicent thought to herself. That’s what one does when a situation threatens to develop into a foreseen incorrigible mistake. This can never be. They were merely borrowing time, stealing moments from a future where night escapades would no longer have a place in their routine.

However, the thought of what her father would say nudged her.

The lack of immediate response caused Rhaenyra to notice that Alice wanted to go but was far too concerned about the consequences. Her fingers tightened the grip around the stolen bottle of wine.

“What would he do if he found us out?” Alicent asked, eyes slightly widened. She could hear her own heartbeat; the silence of the tunnel was starting to suffocate her. Alicent began picking the skin around her nails, only stopping when a gentle hand was placed atop hers.

“Are you afraid my father will burn the Red Keep to the ground?” Rhaenyra playfully whispered, Alicent couldn’t see much but felt Rhaenyra shaking her head.

“It’s not the King that troubles me,” she looked over her shoulder, the door that would lead her into the walls of the Red Keep couldn’t be far. “If my father-”

The house burned to the ground would be mine¸ she thought. Ofttimes to stray far from her father’s reach seemed like a flicker of light in the darkest of nights, if the flames could consume a crumbling relationship and if the winds could take the ashes away from her sight, she might worry less, she might allow the brittle relationship to crumble. But Otto would forever be her father, she cannot escape her blood, nor she would be able to find shelter from the consequences of this.

“He won’t catch wind of this,” Rhaenyra promised, finding that it was hard not to hold Alicent’s hand when she was so close. “It’s just us.”

Rhaenyra knew Alicent couldn’t see her and yet she smiled. “No one will find out. Remember, with me, you’re safe.”

Alicent knew those words quite well and narrowed her eyes. “I am not going to ride Syrax with you,” she murmured. The Hightower lady hadn’t realized that, whilst talking to her, Rhaenyra was guiding her towards the exit. A little thrum of laughter escaped Rhaenyra’s lips.

“Very well,” she obliged with a nod. “We’ll only eat cake.”

Alicent felt a smile tugging her lips, it was hard not to smile when Rhaenyra was near. The princess mirrored both action and sentiment. She could hardly recall how she used to fill her days before Alicent arrived at court but is completely certain that they can’t be that interesting, otherwise, she would recall them.

Under the crescent moon and the reddish leaves of the weirwood, they spent the rest of the night. Once more stealing moments, borrowing time. Their hands fit perfectly, both entangled in feelings they couldn’t quite comprehend and there was no need to. They knew enough of the yearning to be near, to belong, and to add just a little bit more of sand in the hourglass.

[hits-differently]

evermore - t.s.

[taydaisytv]

i’ve been in like an analysis renaissance lately and keep noticing new parallels (new to me, probs already noticed) but this is one of my favs so far

[fangirlingnuisance]

✨ TAYLOR SWIFT EVERMORE - CHAMPAGNE PROBLEMS DESKTOP WALLPAPER ✨ -- like or reblog if you save/use !!!

[eclecticemmas]

I love this fabric so much, and I’m keeping up with my goal to do every lyric about the color blue

[ncutii-gatwa]

welcome to new york, 1989 / new year’s day, reputation / evermore, evermore