#mean was the frost Taylor swift song I ever heard

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Eah ships and their Taylor Swift song

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Dexven - The Archer

I could have said enchanted but that’s a copout. Anyways when I first listened to lover and heard the archer I immediately thought of them. “I cut off my nose, just to spite my face” is so Raven and her relationship with her mom. “I’ve got a hundred thrown up speeches I almost said to you” is also literally dexter. “All of my heroes die all alone” raven mfn queen. I could literally quote any lyric and related it to dexter raven or their relationship.

Dizzie - King Of My Heart

You know how in songs people don’t say normal things? And how they say like metaphors, rhymes and weird extra or missing words? That’s literally riddlish. And komh feels very Lizzie coded. And the title speaks for itself.

Dappling - Paper Rings

I also thought this immediately when I heard the song that it was very much apple and Darling. The fact that paper rings literally says darling in it… The archer is from both raven/dexters perspectives but paper rings is specifically Apples perspective of Darling. “I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this” I rest my case.

Bribelle - Don’t Blame Me alternatively I Can See You

I literally don’t have to say anything. For either song.

Huntlynn - Love Story

Forbidden love. Sneaking out to a garden is so Huntlynn coded. Just like the visuals of it all>>

Heartlockes - You Are In Love or “Slut!”

And historians will call them roommates. “One night he wakes, strange look on his face, pauses then says, you’re my best friend. And you knew what it was, he is in love” but like replace he with she. My fav friends to lovers. Unrelated but I was so shocked when I found out so many people hate Blondie. Also I could see this song from either perspective. And with slut it’s basically the same song just sm more aesthetic and well I feel like people would probably call Cupid a slut (my poor baby) because god (fairygod? Narrative? Gods? Grimm?) Forbid a goddess of love talk about… love.

Farrahlynn - tolerate it

Istg they need a better ship name. But no one ships them !! *Sighs* I see them as tragic unrequited in love with your childhood best friend who has a boyfriend and is now popular. Literally any song off of evermore fits them. I want more people to ship them!! If I had to give a happy (ish) song I’d say snow on the beach.

Dexpid - Foolish One

I like to forget Cupid ever had a crush on dexter. But if I had to acknowledge it it’s fs foolish one.

Bunnistair - Wonderland

I mean we knew it was coming. Also wtf is their ship name. Going with my personal hc (aka my canon ‘rearrangement’) I like to think that Alistair wasn’t also a wonderlandian and that he found wonderland (lmao Chissy Columbus) after Lizzie, Kitty, Maddie, Hatter and the White Queen had already left. And like he fulfilled his whole destiny literally missing the mad hatter, Cheshire Cat, and Queen of hearts. And that he lowkey went insane there.

Crystlynn - Forever Winter

More of athena rearranging canon; evil crystal!! And like basically the snow queen and crystal (snow king erasure bc what was the point in making him be the one who goes all crazy instead of the literal snow queen) purposefully mad it winter forever because they’re villain (Jackie Frost and Northwind erasure because they’re fucking useless and annoying). But like Crystal deep inside doesn’t want to be a villain and Ashlynn slowly starts melting (haha) her cold exterior. But then Crystals like sike and that’s when this song takes place. (I beg people to start shipping Ash/Crystal and Ash/Farrah more)

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“With all my Heart”

• 𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : Ethan Ramsey x Kinsley Kentwood 

• 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 : 1,682

• 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 : full on fluff

• 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐲 : a messy kitchen , an old pup , and one slow dance Leads to an unexpected proposal.

• 𝐀/𝐍: this is Day 10 prompt : Proposal , Requested by the lovely : @lives-for-fanfics for the @choicesseptemberchallenge Hosted by @ramseyandrys // this fic is inspired by the song “Lover - Taylor Swift” , enjoy 💗.

• 𝐓𝐚𝐠 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭 : @hayden-deserves-better , @a-i-n-a-a-s-h , @lovechoiceslove , @lives-for-fanfics

 Ethan walked into his apartment Building suite case in hand, sliding into the elevator after a 9 hours flight he couldn’t wait to get home to his beautiful girlfriend of two years

He darted off the elevator and down the hall, stopping in front of their apartment

getting his keys out and Inserting them into the keyhole he gave the wooden door a firm shove and pushed it open,

“Kinsley, are you here?” He called out as he sat his suitcase on the floor

taking off his jacket and putting down his keys on the coffee table before turning to shove the front door closed behind him.  

He walked around through their apartment towards the living room but there was no one there he checked the bedroom , the bathroom and nothing

Then he heard the faint sound of music playing in the background along with a humming whispers coming from down the hall.

He followed the sound of music all the way to the kitchen only to be met with a barefoot Kinsley dancing aimlessly around the kitchen with Jenner jumping up and down following her lead, she was wearing a sleeveless yellow polka dot sundress that complimented her body so well covering each curve to perfection, her hair was worn down not in her usual ponytail , the golden locks brushing her bare shoulders this a sight he’ll never get used to

plus it didn’t hurt that she was wearing his favorite shade of crimson on her lips , it made them look even more kissable than ever, and oh boy did he loved smudging that lipstick all over her face with his delicate kisses.

Unaware of her surroundings with a bowl of velvet cake mix in her hand she whisked away and danced even more While Ethan crossed his arms on his chest leaning onto the kitchen door watching in amusement .

A few moments had passed and she was still unaware of his presence , Ethan sneaked up behind her sliding his hands on her waist hugging her with all his might before kissing the crook of her neck and burying his face into her beautiful blonde hair it smelled like cinnamon, vanilla and well him.

“How is my gorgeous rookie doing on this fine evening ?”

He trailed butterfly kisses onto her neck while taking in her scent , she grabbed onto his arm caressing his stubble grinning like a school girl

“I am doing better now that you’re here, how was the conference darling ?”

“Absolutely boring without you “

He continued sprinkling his small sweet kisses on her neck and shoulder

“Mmmm”

She was lost in his touch basically melting in his arms when all of a sudden he decided to grab the bag of flour on the counter and dump it on her

“ AHHHH , you little—“ Kinsley takes ahold of the frosting and starts spraying it all over his face

And just like that a food fight erupted into their quite little kitchen , mid-way through the frosting throwing and the flour splashing Ethan grabbed her by the hand closer to him

“Hey , you got a little something in here “ he removed a little bit of frosting from her left cheek licking his thumb clean “ and here . . . and here . . .“ he started sprinkling feather-like kisses on her right cheek , her nose , her jaw right until he reached her lips trailing his thumb on her lower lip “ and here . . . “ he whispered crashing his lips on hers kissing her with so much longing , yearning and love. she tasted of strawberry and mint  their breathes mingled in a heated kiss , she wrapped her hands around his neck slipping her fingers into his hair .

The radio stopped playing the upbeat song she was dancing to earlier and shuffled into a slow song  “Lover by Taylor Swift” started playing In the background Ethan broke their kiss his crystal blue eyes transfixed on hers

“ Dance with me ,Rookie “

“ Ethan I’m covered in flour and frosting “ she chuckled at his suggestion

“So what ?” He grinned

He wrapped one arm around her waist and took one hand in his as he twirled her around the kitchen before bringing her even closer to his chest descending into a slow dance, his steady heartbeat was a beautiful melody that played into her ears making her feel all sorts of emotions all at once , she closed her eyes melting into his embrace slow dancing in the kitchen was her new favorite thing to do with Ethan now.

“You know—“ He whispered still holding her close to his chest

“I’ve always wanted to live in a suburban home“

She looked up at him puzzled

“The GREAT Ethan Ramsey behind a white picket fence driving a fancy car and going to PTA meetings now that’s something I never thought I’d hear you say”

“It’s true I had it all planned I’d buy a Ranch style home deep in Brookline I’ll drive a grey Lexus UX, hell I even practiced being nice for the sake of being a friendly suburban neighbor the one thing that was missing was finding someone to share this life with” 

He smiled

But Before she could blink, before she could open her mouth, before she could breathe, before she could even think, he disappeared from her line of vision.

Her glance shot immediately down.

He was kneeling…

With her shaking knees and trembling hands , she gaped at him , he was no longer smiling but his eyes still held that same fiery excitement.

He was kneeling …On one knee…

She couldn’t fathom what was going on , she tried to calm herself but she simply couldn’t , she couldn’t even manage a simple exhale.

“Marry me.”

 she was gaping like a fish, but she just couldn’t manage any other expression. 

Did he…To her…? What…?

Her heart was beating faster than the speed of light , her soul almost left her body her jaw was falling down right there on the marble floors.

 Did she hear him right?  how did any of that make any sense…with the suburban home and marriage and…MARRIAGE ? 

Was she dreaming? Maybe she was just hearing things , I mean ETHAN  her ETHAN was kneeling right in front of her on one knee

“Marry me, Kinsley ,” he repeated, taking her hand and turning her palm. Something light and smooth and warm fell into it and afterwards he clasped his hand over hers. His hands were so warm.

“There’s only one person I want to share the rest of my life with I don’t give a damn where we go , we could live in a cardboard box for all I care , all that matters is having you there with me”

A sly smirk found it’s place on his lips again. God, she loved it when he smirked. 

Quite frankly, she was far too stunned to do anything other than stare blankly at him. her mouth felt like it was moving but she couldn’t seem to find her voice or her words for that matter, She didn’t even know if she had a voice nothing seemed to be coming out, let alone the lack of thought except for her brain playing “Marry me” on repeat. 

Marry him, marry him, marry him?

They were two simple words and yet they rendered her silent.

He stood up taking a step closer to her leaning forward, his hands reached for her own as he caressed them gently bringing them up so that her knuckles pressed against his chest. His stubble hair tickled her cheek as his lips brushed her ear.

“Open,” he murmured, his voice low and breathy and she felt his whisper like a pleasant electric current.

She obeyed, stretching her fingers to reveal a small silver…ring…a RING ! He was serious ! He was…serious? She brought it closer to her and inspected the tiny diamond details on the band, entwining to hug a beautiful polished emerald in the center.

“ETHAN,” she gasped, her eyes wide as she glanced at him.

His smile was knowing and warm now, and it just made her heart flutter even more , even after all this time she could never get used  the effect he had on her.

“I was trying to be romantic, but now I’m getting apprehensive and impatient,”

he coughed as he blushed and looked away, tousling his already messy hair. Vulnerable Ethan was her favorite Ethan , I mean she loved all of him but there was something about vulnerable Ethan that she simply couldn’t resist.

She chuckled.

Carefully, sliding the beautiful dainty ring onto her finger, biting her lip and watching it as it sparkled slightly in the hazy evening moonlight that spilled through the windows.

“Yes Ethan a thousand times yes in every lifetime YES ! “ 

He immediately relaxed with a heavy sigh and pulled her into a tight embrace as he placed a chaste kiss to her forehead, she jumped into his arms hugging him tightly and burying her face into the crook of his neck . Goodness, he smelled so good, like rain forest and mist and his skin was oh so soft.

His heartbeat was a tattoo of unspoken yet well-known words against her ear. 

“So future Doctor Ramsey what do you say we clean up this mess, and take this to the bedroom” he grumbled against her hair.

" I’d day let’s leave this mess be and you could show me how much you’ve really missed me Doctor Ramsey "

She tip toed to meet him whispering in his ear

“I’ll be in the bedroom with nothing on but my wedding ring your welcome to join “

she moon walked out of the kitchen and disappeared into the their bedroom

“Ahh, to hell with it “

He hurried after her slamming the bedroom door shut , leaving behind a messy kitchen and an old pup sleeping on the floor .

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Saint & Sinner (Chapter 1)

Request: reblogfics Jax and Reader Fic inspired by the song Devil’s Backbone by The Civil Wars

Song Inspiration (This Chapter): Enchanted by Taylor Swift

Trigger Warning: Awkwardness, Fluff, First Meeting, Cancer (Mentioned)

Word Count:  1,662ish

Note: Sorry this is so late my vacation didn’t turn out how I wanted it…. I got terribly sick.  Also my first ever Jax Teller Fic so bare with me.

Y/n grew up in a very strict household. Her parents were very religious spending every Sunday morning inside the Lord’s house. Now grown up Y/n has strayed from her parent’s path. While she still had her faith she wasn’t someone who went to Church often. She would go for major events (Easter and Christmas) but she also went every New Years Day. She would pray for her family’s health and happiness for the new year. She would also make her goals for herself. Each year the big goal is to renew her faith but each year she grew more apart from her religion. This year was the beginning of the end. The world was about to shift dramatically.

Y/n walked into the small bakery she used to work at. She started working there when she was 16. The owners were family friends and church goers. She left for years to get a PhD in Business. Her goal was to travel around and help businesses revamp themselves. And that’s exactly what she did until her dad got sick. Stage 4 Lung Cancer. There was no way for her parents to pay for the treatment and chemo by themselves and even though they didn’t ask for her help she decided to drop everything and move back. At least for the meantime. She had saved a lot of money since being out of school but that wasn’t enough she needed another job.

“Y/N!” Mary called. The older woman ran out from behind the counter. Her black hair had been almost completely replaced by gray now. Y/n embraced her. She felt a little awkward considering the height difference. Mary had always been small in stature but with heels, Y/n almost towered over her. “We heard you were back in town. So sorry to hear about the circumstances though.” She pulled back. Y/n strained a smile. It was hard holding back her feelings lately.

“Thank you. Is James here?” Mary smiled revealing the many crinkles that grew by her eyes.

“He’s in the back come on.” Y/n took in the bakery as they walked towards the kitchen. Surprisingly not much had changed in the eight years she was gone. There were more chips in the sky blue paint and the chairs looked more worn down but it was exactly how she remembered it. Y/n’s mind started spinning with ideas of all the things she could fix. She shook her head. That’s not why you’re here, the thought to herself. She looked up to see James. He had changed too. His hair was white making his blue eyes stand out even more.

“Honey look who I ran into!” He didn’t look up from the cupcakes he was frosting. Mary shook her head her smile fading away. Y/n giggled. Typical James. He was always lost in his work.

“Aren’t you going to greet your favorite former employee?” She asked. At the sound of her voice, he dropped the piping bag his eyes wide.

“Well look at you!” He came around pulling Y/n into a giant hug. The front of his apron transferring some blue frosting onto the front of her dress but she didn’t care. She squeezed back as hard as she could. She truly missed seeing both Mary and James. They were like her second set of parents. “I can’t believe how old you are now!”

“I can say the same thing about you,” she joked back.

“Watch it now. You just got back.” Y/n laughed. After a minute of silence, she took a deep breath.

“There’s actually something I wanted to ask you two about.” She already knew their answer but that didn’t make it any easier. She hated asking for favors.

“Of course sweetie what is it?” Mary placed a hand on her arm.

“I need my old job back.” Mary and James were silent. They glanced at each other with worried glances. James scratched the back on his neck. A habit he did when he was about to deliver bad news.

“Um well- We’d absolutely love for you to come back but we actually-” Mary froze her voice caught in her throat.

“We’re thinking about selling the bakery.” Y/n’s eyes widened.

“What? Why? This has always been your dream!”

“We just can’t afford it anymore. Customers just aren’t coming in like they used to.” Y/n’s heart dropped. This place was her life. Her parents brought her here when she was little and then she worked here throughout high school she couldn’t see it closing or changing ownership. Y/n bit her lip. She had to do something even if it meant picking up more jobs.

“Okay, I have another request then. Let me help you save this business.”

“Oh no Y/n you are already taking care of your dad we couldn’t ask you to help us too. We’ll be alright.” Mary insisted.

“No, I can’t watch this place go. I went to school to do this exact thing, please. It would help my mind escape everything going on at home. Please.” Y/n looked at the pair in front of her. She put on her best puppy dog look that she knew everyone had a hard time resisting.

“Okay fine but we’re gonna pay you and you can’t refuse because we won’t hire you otherwise,” James said sternly. Y/n crossed her arms. “You drive one hard bargain but I’ll take it. Now let’s take a look at your books.”

It was well past midnight when Y/n was finally leaving. James and Mary had long since left. She insisted on staying to go through the records of the past few years. The truth was the business was barely keeping afloat. If she didn’t find a way to bring in costumers and soon the business was going to have to shut down. She decided to quit when she could no longer keep her eyes open. Mary and James had left her a spare key so she could lock up. She was doing just that but when she turned to leave she ran into a solid mass. “Shit! Sorry,” she exclaimed. She didn’t look up as she bent down to gather the paperwork.

“Don’t worry about it darling I wasn’t paying attention.” Hands helped her gather her work and when she followed the hands up the arm she was speechless. Blond hair and blue eyes. Man, he’s beautiful, she thought. A blush rose up her cheeks. She could only hope he didn’t notice.

“No really I didn’t look up and I should have. It’s- it’s really my fault.” The man smiled and god did it make him look even better.

“Are you new around here? I don’t think I’ve seen you around town.” He stood and Y/n followed. Even in her heels, she was at least five inches shorter.

“I actually just moved back here. It’s been like eight years but since my dad got sick I decided to move back and get my old job back to help out.” She was nervous and when that happened she would word vomit. It was embarrassing, to say the least. The heat on her cheeks intensified.

“I’m sorry to hear about your dad. I hope it’s not serious.” He pulled a cigarette and offered her one. She shook her head pulling her papers closer to her chest.

“Stage Four lung cancer.” Y/n replied eying the smoke he was about to light.

“Shit. Sorry.” He was about to put it away but Y/n stopped him.

“It’s fine. It was a bad mixture of lots of things. Just be careful.” For some reason that made the man laugh. And Y/n didn’t want to hear anything else besides that sound ever again. “What’s funny?”

“I’ve never been told to be careful about smoking. Lots of other reasons but never that.” He lit up and Y/n took the opportunity to let her eyes wander. She had to force her mouth not to drop when her eyes landed on the patches he wore. He was part of a motorcycle club. Of course living in Charming ensured that she knew a bit about the Sons of Anarchy Motorcycle Club but her parents made sure she stayed as far away from them as they could in a small town. Suddenly she realized how alone she was and with a biker no less.

“Well- I um I have to go but you should check out the bakery sometime. It’s the best I’ve ever had.” She started to inch away almost tripping in the process. She was just about to make a break for it when he stopped her.

“I didn’t get your name though.”

“Y/n”

“Jax. I’ll definitely come by sometime. What time do you work?”

“I’m not sure yet. I haven’t really set it in stone yet.”

“Well, I guess that means I’ll have to keep coming back,” Jax smirked. Y/n knew she was playing with fire asking him to come back to see her but at least it will be in daylight with many witnesses around if he tried anything. And maybe she could convince to buy something. Even if it was just one customer, a cute one at that, it was a start.

“That’ll be great see you then,” Y/n turned on her heels and hurried off down the street. She walked around the block even though her car was parked just two stores down from the bakery but she didn’t want Jax to know her car. Or follow her. She didn’t know him or what he was capable of. When she circled back around Jax was gone but her heart was still pounding from the encounter. From her parent’s descriptions of the Sons she never expected one to look so handsome. And she definitely never expected one to make butterflies dance in her stomach. It hadn’t been a week since she was back and she was already taking on a business project and talking to bikers. Well, there goes my hope for settling back to normalcy.