#hes so ttpd

[col0gne]

hear me out. football player!luke x valedictorian!reader...... 😣😣😣😣

[ssparksflyy]

what if hes written "mine" on my upper thigh only in my mind?

[stillgotscars]

so is anyone ready to talk about the progression from “i think he knows he better lock it down or i won’t stick around ‘cause good ones never wait” → “i like shiny things, but i’d marry you with paper rings” → “all they keep asking me is if i’m gonna be your bride” → “are you really gonna talk about timing in times like these?” → “i wouldn’t marry me either” → “i died on the altar waiting for the proof” → “even statues crumble if they’re made to wait”

[kingofmyborrowedheart]

The way Taylor talks about how she thought this person was going to be the one and saw her future with throughout the album only for things to end and her feel like she was almost deceived in a way is heartbreaking.

“There was danger in the heat of my touch/He saw forever so he smashed it up”

“You swore that you loved me/but where were the clues?/I died on the altar waiting for the proof/You sacrificed us to the/gods of your bluest days”

“When your impressionist paintings of heaven/Turned out to be fakes/Well, you took me to hell, too/And all at once, the ink bleeds/A con man sells a fool a get-love-quick scheme”

“You shit-talked me under the table/Talking rings and talking cradles/I wish I could un-recall/How we almost had it all/Dancing phantoms on the terrace/Are they second-hand embarrassed/That I can't get out of bed/Cause something counterfeit's dead/It was legendary/It was momentary/It was unnecessary/Should've let it stay buried/Oh what a valiant roar/What a bland goodbye/The coward claimed he was a lion/I'm combing through the braids of lies/"I'll never leave"/"Never mind"

“You said I needed a brave man/Then proceeded to play him/Until I believed it too”

“Hand on the throttle/Thought I caught lightning in a bottle/Oh, but it's gone again”

“Poison blood from the wound of the pricked hand/Oh, still I dream of him/Please/I've been on my knees/Change the prophecy/Don't want money/Just someone who wants my company/Let it once be me/Who do I have to speak to/About if they can redo/The prophecy?”

[wrongcaitlyn]

solangelo is so "you know how to ball, i know aristotle" but as in nico actually knows aristotle. like, he's spoken with him. he has tea with him once a month.

[darkavcngers]

i can fix him (no really i can)

and only i can

“the smoke cloud billows out his mouth”

“the jokes that he told across the bar were revolting and far too loud”

“they shake their heads saying “god, help her” when i tell ‘em he’s my man”

“his hand, so calloused from his pistol, softly traces hearts on my face”

“he had a halo of the highest grade he just hadn’t met me yet”

“good boy, that’s right. come close. i’ll show you heaven if you’ll be an angel all night”

“trust me, i can handle me a dangerous man”

“woah, maybe i can’t”

[ohyoufool]

Come one, come all It's happening again The empathetic hunger descends We'll tell no one Except all of our friends But I still don't know How did it end?

How Did It End? - Taylor Swift x OMG Check Please

[oneofstarkskids]

fresh out the slammer

pairings: steve randle x reader

summary: steve's gotten himself into trouble... again. but it's alright, cause he knows who his first call will be to.

a/n: not my usual fandom, but you can hardly blame me.

*not my gif*

you had planned for a quiet evening full of studying for an upcoming test, but when you're dating steve randle there is no such thing as a quiet evening. your rotary phone rang loudly from it's place on your desk, scaring you half to death.

you jumped up from your bed and reached for the device. breathlessly, you held it up to your face, "hello?"

on the other end was that charming voice, smooth as butter, "hey darlin'." you couldn't stop the smirk that tugged at your lips, and thank god he couldn't see it.

"steve jacob randle! do you know what time it is?"

steve chuckled on the other end, "yeah. sorry to bother you, sweets, but i need your help."

worry suddenly washed over you and your brain went through every possible scenario, "are you okay?"

steve thought it was cute how concerned you sounded, "i'm alright. i just need you to come pick me up."

you frowned. pick him up? steve had his own car, so why would he need to be picked up? "from where?" you asked curiously.

"me, dally and two-bit are kinda in the slammer..."

you were furious. why would this man think it would be a good idea to call you? he knew exactly what you thought of his talent to get himself in trouble.

nonetheless, you loved him. sometimes you wondered why. so, you made your way over to the curtis' place to tell sodapop what happened.

he wasn't all that surprised. he just grabbed his coat and you caught a ride with him over to the station.

soda filled out some paperwork as you talked to an officer. "no charges were pressed so bail's not an issue, but this will go on their records."

you gave him a tight lipped smile, "thank you, officer." he led you down the hall towards the holding cells.

dallas was sitting on the floor with one of his legs propped up, looking bruised and pissed off as ever.

two-bit, who hardly had a scratch, was standing against the wall with his arms crossed.

and then there was yours, standing the closest to the bars with an apologetic smile on his face as soon he saw you.

the officer unlocked the cell and the boys slowly walked out one by one. you didn't say anything, just gave them all a stern look and walked back the way you'd come.

they followed a bit behind, but steve hurried to catch up to you, "baby, i'm real sorry."

you tried to ignore him, but he was persistent, "not here, steve." by the time you guys had gotten back, soda had finished all the paperwork and you were free to go.

soda, two, and dally went straight to the car but you paused, "stevie and i are gonna walk home. thanks for the ride."

steve pouted, "but i'm tired." you shot him a glare. you were not going to put up with his whining right now.

soda nodded in acknowledgment and drove off with the others.

the two of you walked for a bit until you felt like you were far enough from the police station to kick his ass.

"what did you do this time?" you asked in annoyance. steve placed his hands on your arms, "it wasn't my fault, darlin'! those soc's were fixin' for a fight."

you scoffed, "then that's something you have in common."

steve shook his head, "wasn't like that. we were smoking outside the dingo and they roll up in their fancy mustangs with some kinda grudge."

steve wouldn't lie to you and you knew that, so it didn't take long for your anger to fizzle.

"i really wish you wouldn't get yourself in these situations," you sighed as you eyed his scrapes and bruises.

"you don't gotta worry about me. i can handle my own," he smirks and pulls you closer by your waist.

you rolled your eyes lovingly, "i know you can. sometimes i just wish you wouldn't."

steve shook his head, trying to understand what you meant, "and run away? no way. those stuck up soc's get what's comin' to them. i'm never gonna stop fighting, baby. i can't. not after everything they done."

and for a moment his macho exterior fades and you see the tears shimmering in his eyes.

"stevie, you know i love you, right?" you ask with a soft smile on your face.

he smiles back, but it quickly turns into a smirk, "does that mean i get a kiss?"

your laughter fills the night air, "not with that busted lip."

you turn to continue walking but steve, who now has a taste for revenge, comes running up behind you and swings you off your feet.

you helplessly protest so he puts you down, but he doesn't let you walk away just yet.

swiftly, he grabs your hand and spins you to face him before planting his lips on yours.

despite the fuss you had made, you kiss him back with just as much fervor.

as soon as the kiss is over his expression turns very serious, "i still can't believe you had soda leave us here to walk home."

he curses from the sting of your playful slap.

[berryberrytaeberry]

Wei Wuxian *entering Cloud Recesses*: yOu wOuLdN't LaSt aN hOuR iN tHe AsYluM wHeRe ThEy rAiSeD mE

Lan Zhan: You were here for only a few months

...

Lan Zhan: And I've lived here my whole life what do you mean--

Lan Zhan: And wouldn't that lyric be more fitting at the burial mounds???

Wei Wuxian: WHOS AFRAID OF LITTLE OLD MEEEEE

[longliveallthemagic-wemade]

What if the way you hold me is actually what's holy?

x

[mickeym4ndy]

“No, you’re just saying you don’t love me enough now. And that’s fine, it’s cool.”

[ssparksflyy]

okay so yall know how im a firm 'leo valdez likes to play with ur hands and rearrange your rings' believer, right right right

what if one time after hanging out, you went to touch the ring that he gave you without thinking, cause its just a habit at this point

only to realize it wasnt on your usual index finger

it was on ur ring finger instead

nd you just die cause like THIS MANNNNNNN

[baby-girl-aaron-dessner]

[beargyufairy]

(ง◣﹏◢)ง <- natsu

[kekaki-cupcakes]

Who's Afraid of Little Old Me? is so Percy coded though-

If you wanted me dead you should've just said Nothing makes me feel more alive

Is it a wonder I broke? Let's hear one morе joke Then we could all just laugh until I cry

I was tame, I was gentle 'til the circus life made me mean Don't you worry folks, we took out all her teeth

So tell me everything is not about me, but what if it is? Then say they didn't do it to hurt me, but what if they did? I wanna snarl and show you just how disturbed this has made me You wouldn't last an hour in the asylum where they raised me

'Cause you lured me and you hurt me and you taught me You caged me and then you called me crazy I am what I am 'cause you trained me So who's afraid of me? Who's afraid of little old me?

[all-too-unwell-13]

so i just finished reading the cruel prince and um

is it just me or is jude SO 'who's afraid of little old me?' coded

"i am what i am, 'cause you trained me" - ts

"i am what you made me, father" - jude

i could probably find so many more lines but that one really stuck out to me