#she can say taylor swift is boring as much as she wants who cares!

[dykesynthezoid]

Can you imagine explaining to the “oh Courtney Love is that crazy hysterical lady who totally killed her husband” and “yeah I heard Hole totally got all their songs from Billy/Kurt/whatever man I’m claiming wrote them this week” people that Hole has a song called “R*tard Girl” that Love penned as an expression of the constant bullying and abuse she endured as an autistic child. Like what if you saw this woman as a human being who, whatever her well-documented history of messy/problematic behavior, does have a vibrant internal world and has endured immense suffering and also has shown more unflinching, unapologetic artistic courage than many artists ever do in their entire lives. Like what if you thought about that. What if you possessed enough independent thought in your body to consider that. Lmao

[imaginethathaikyuu]

chat is making fun of a dead woman and using the word fat as an insult “real feminism?”

mind you these were comments on a post about … building taylor swift in minecraft 😭😭😭

[traffydren]

*slams the door*

hi there

I read that you are simp from Law and that you write smut and I said to myself, this is it, I'm going to leave my request

can you please write a smut Law x Femreader (virgin) where Reader is the captain of her crew and they are friends with the heart Pirates

SO she and Law have been playing cat and mouse and are finally once again in a situation where they can take their time without their crews running away from the navy and stuff like that.

And finally they declare their feelings and fuck

~Delicate (Trafalgar Law x Fem! Reader Smut)~

A/N: I loved this idea so much! I spent two days on this, thank you so much for requesting this lovely! I really enjoyed writing this! I hope you love it! <333

Likes and Re-blogs appreciated, DO NOT! Copy my work! Please and thank you!

CW:Smut below! minors DNI! contains: Fluff! Law and Reader dancing around each other, one cuss word? Law eating reader out, gentle loving missionary sex, unprotected sex (WRAP IT BEFORE YOU TAP IT!), Law being soft and gentle, soft, fluffy aftercare

I based the name of this fic from Taylor Swifts song Delicate!

Word Count: 2k words

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Being a pirate had its ups and downs. She was a pirate captain of her own crew, which can sometimes be a rowdy bunch. But she still cared about her crew like they are family, because to her, her crew is her family. She was friends with another fellow pirate crew. The Heart Pirates, their captain Trafalgar D. Water Law was an interesting man so to say. She felt attracted to the man, he was handsome. But there was a problem, the two everytime the crews met up, they danced around each other like a game of cat and mouse.

Right now was like any other day, it was surprisingly a calming day. The two crews were finally able to fully relax without having to worry about marines all the time wanting to capture them. So it felt nice to finally be able to relax and not stress about it. As per usual she and Law were bouncing around each other. Much to the two captains' crew's annoyance, it was completely obvious that the two were in love with each other. 

Both their crews decided to explore the island leaving her and Law alone on the Polar Tang, she was reading a book sitting down outside on the deck of the submarine like ship, Law was nearby sharpening Kikoku. He was quiet the whole time that he did so, she was starting to get bored. She let out a small sigh, which gained the attention of the said man. He looked up at her, raising his eyebrow at her. She looked at him.

“What?” she asked, looking at the man. He simply shrugged.“Nothing. If you’re that bored, you can always explore the island with the others.” He grunted out in his deep voice. “Nah I’m good. I’m bored, yes. But I would rather spend my time getting to finally enjoy the sun. Instead of always having to worry about the damn marines.” She spoke, as she closed the book she was reading, laying it down on the side. He grunted acknowledging her words without speaking. He was a man of not many words. Even though he always looked grumpy all the time.

She will never say it to his face, that regardless of the fact The Surgeon of Death always looked grumpy, and unapproachable, to her he was a sweet man, who cared about those closest to him. So he wasn’t a heartless man everyone made him out to be. If he was heartless he wouldn’t have saved strawhats life after Marineford.

So the man had a heart, and he cared just that he had different ways to show it. She didn’t even realize that she was still staring at Law, until he cleared his throat which got her attention. He stood up. “I’m gonna make myself something to eat. Do you want anything to eat? I'm sure there's something in the kitchen that you might like.” Law said, turning and looking at her. It made her heart start racing, she nodded. “Yes please, I would like that thanks.” She smiled at him. They headed back inside. Heading to the dining area. 

He went into the kitchen and made the two his favorite food Onigiri. His back was to her as he made the food. After he was done making the Onigiri he walked over to one of the tables she was sitting at, sitting one of the plates in front of her, and sat down with his plate of Onigiri right across from her. “Thanks Law.” She thanked the tattooed man across from her, he gave her a soft nod.

The two ate in silence, this was her second time trying his favorite food,it was really good. It made her heart swell that he was willing to share his favorite foods with her.  Now if only he would share what was on his mind. The look he was giving while focusing on his plate made her shiver from the intensity. She kept sneaking glances at the man, curiosity burning in her whole body. He felt her looking at him, he looked up at her raising his eyebrow in the process. “What? Is there something on my face?” He asked her, there was a piece of rice at the corner of his lip.

“Actually yes there is.” She giggled, before she reached over and softly brushed the rice from the corner of his lip. That made the man blush a little bit. “Thank you.” He thanked the woman sheepishly, she giggled a bit with a shy smile on her face. “Of course Law.” She spoke softly, her face was flushed with a blush also. He looked up at her again. The two held eye contact for what felt like a long time, but was actually only five minutes.

He thought she was beautiful, and he won’t lie he was attracted to the woman across from him, and he was tired of this cat and mouse game the two played, he needed to man up and confess to her. But why was it so hard to do so? The man has plenty of opportunities to do so, like right now is a good time. He let out a sigh “can I admit something to you?” He asked the woman across from him. She looked at him. “Yeah? What is it?” She inquired, confused while looking at him. 

“I… I like you.” He blurted out, making the woman start to blush at his words. She wasn’t stupid she knew what he was doing, he was confessing to her. “I l-like you too L-Law.” She spoke shyly, a blush still adorning her beautiful face. And regardless of the fact the two have already confessed he still was going to be respectful, and ask her one thing.

“Can I kiss you?” He asked her. She blushed even more at his question, but she nodded softly. He stood up walking over to the side of the table she sat at, he bent down to her height. Leaning in softly putting his lips against her own, she kissed him back. They held close together as they continued to kiss. Both were new to this and didn't want to process without making the other feel uncomfortable. They pulled away briefly for air, but quickly went back to kissing. 

Room, Shambles he had shambled the two, to his room on the sub. The two were still kissing, as he laid her down softly on the bed. He pulled away from her lips, looking down at the woman underneath his larger body. Both of their faces are adorned with a blush. His eyes were blown wide with lust and love. But there was one little problem.

She was a virgin…. He saw the scared look on her beautiful face. “Are you okay? We can stop.” He said quickly, looking at the smaller woman worriedly. She shook her head, she didn’t want to stop. “No! No! It's just…I’m a virgin.” She whimpered. His eyes went wide for a bit, but then they went soft. “Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle, I promise. But if it’s too much, please tell me.” He spoke softly, but also very serious. “Yes Law.” She whispered, causing him to smile softly. He then started to kiss her neck softly. He lifted her shirt up softly, and unclipped her bra. 

He looked at her breasts, she was utterly beautiful. “So beautiful.” He spoke softly, as he leaned down taking one of her nipples into his mouth, starting to suck on it. While he softly pinched and played with the other. She let out a small moan at him giving her chest love. He switched to the other one, putting it into his mouth, to give it the same treatment as well. Her moans were absolutely stunning. He started to kiss downwards, looking at her as he did so. 

He made his way down to her shorts, he looked at her. Silently asking for her permission before continuing. She gave him a small nod of approval, causing him to start gently unbuttoning her shorts, pulling them down along with her underwear. She lifted up her bottom to give him easy access to take the two garments off. After he took said garments off her he threw them somewhere behind him. He took his shirt off, showing off his broad chest. He took his tattooed hands to her thighs, spreading them gently. 

He looked at her glistening slit, he groaned lowly as he looked at her wetness. He leaned down, licking a stripe from her slit all the way to her clit. She let out a small moan at the pleasure she felt. He suddenly dove in, eating her out like a starved man, making sure to give her clit attention. She was letting out small moans as he ate her out. His thumb rubbing her clit softly. He took his other hand and brought it to her wet heat, sticking two of his fingers gently into her, and started to finger her softly. 

She was letting out moans of pleasure into the room, letting him know it was making her feel so good. “L-Law it feels so g-good baby.~” she moaned out, causing the man to groan. As he continued to finger her, he started to suck on her clit gently. She felt something bubbling inside her, which caused her to move around, moaning out loudly. “L-Law I f-feel weird I f-feel something coming!” She moaned out into the air. “Let it out pretty girl, let it out.” He cooed against her clit, as he fingered her a little faster, curling his fingers as he did so. 

She let out a loud shout of his name as she cummed all over the lower part of Law’s face, coating his goatee in her sweet essence, he drank up all that he could groaning from the sweet taste, he pulled away looking into her eyes, as he licked his lips sexily. Which made the woman let out a small whimper, a small blush adorning her cheeks. 

He stood up, starting to unbuckle his belt, and unbuttoning his pants, he had taken his boots off ahead of time. As he started to pull his pants and underwear down, his hard member springing free, hitting his stomach, she looked at it and her face went even more red. He was huge! How was that gonna fit?! It was long, with a thick girth to it. The bright red tip was leaking precum from it.

He got back onto the bed, taking a hold of his member, as he got in between the woman's legs. She looked intimidated by the size. “I’ll be gentle, I promise. Do you trust me?” He asked her softly, she nodded. As she closed her eyes. “No, no. I want you to look at me sweetheart, look at me.” He spoke gently, causing the woman to open her eyes and look into Law’s grey eyes. “That's a good girl.” He cooed softly, as he started to push into her softly. 

Tears started to spring to her eyes at the discomforting stretch, he was holding her close to him, as he kissed the side of her face gently, trying to distract her as he continued to push into her gently. He stopped as soon as he was all the way in, letting her adjust to his size. He remained holding her close the whole time.

“You can move.” She whispered, he started to slowly thrust into her, being as gentle as possible, because of it being her first time. He settled with gentle thrusting, groaning out as he thrusted into her tight, wet heat. “God, your so tight sweetheart, feels so good around me, pretty girl. Taking me so well.” He cooed softly, praising her as he did so. She was moaning out from the pleasure. 

“A little faster, please Law.” She moaned out, he started to speed up with his thrusting, still remaining gentle as he did so, the bed squeaking underneath the two, as he continued his thrusting, his member hitting her sweet spot each time. She dug her fingers into his back as she wrapped her legs around his waist. He loved listening to her sweet moans, like music to his ears.

He brought a hand down to her clit, rubbing it as he continued his movements, the head of his member kissing her cervix with each thrust into her, she let out louder moans cause she felt close again, she dug her nails into his back, as she arched her back, letting out a loud moan of the man's name. He felt her squeeze around him, making him groan out. As he continued to thrust sloppily into her, he was close himself.

He suddenly pulled out, his essence spurted onto her stomach, he let out a groan from it. The room was quiet after that, besides the two currently catching their breaths. He stood up from the bed and picked up a clean rag from his laundry, and cleaned her stomach softly, leaning down and kissing her lips softly, after he finished he threw the rag across the room, not caring about where it landed. He laid down next to the woman, bringing her close to him. Kissing the side of her head softly.

“Are you doing okay?” He asked her softly, she nodded into his chest. Nuzzling more into him and taking in his manly scent, she closed her eyes, exhausted from the events that happened. He smiled, kissing the side of her head again, closing his eyes as well. The two lovebirds fall asleep in each other's embrace. 

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[notyouraryang0dd3ss]

Hi, sorry for suddenly sending another ask after a long ask. It's the anon complaining about her music and I just wanted to say. I realized after I send the ask that I was kinda going soft because I was in a "need to hold back or swifties will kill me" mode. And you know what? I don't need to hold back.

Taylor Swift is literally the female equivalent of the "white man with guitar" that people have shit on like Ed Sheeran or Shawn Mendes. But somehow she gets to praised as the greatest songwriter of our generation despite mediocrity and inconsistent lyricism. She's not a vocalist, she's not a performer, her songwriting isn't anything interesting. She's literally only popular because she's so "inoffensive" to the demographic of white cishet people. I also fucking hate how she weaponizes her white woman tears to stay on top. Even worse is her jumping on trends to look appealing without meaning it. Literally this woman only started supporting gay rights and feminism because it was safer now to talk about it than not.

I don't think she's even an interesting artist. I see swifties say her lore makes her music interesting but it's just literal celeb drama. Who fucking cares? There are artists who are singing about more fascinating issues and have messages to say to the world but somehow she gets all the praise for profound lyricism. Folklore/evermore are two albums I never got the "it's so different" praise for because they're. still. love songs. She just can't write about something that's not her and that's why her song topics are so redundant and repetitive every album.

You can see that with her so-called political songs! This woman keeps centering herself on issues it's ridiculous. She also has such shallow takes on it, it almost feels like parody. I remember not getting why so many fellow queer people loved YNTCD so much because it was so fake to me.

Taylor Swift isn't an interesting artist. She's not that diverse in her discography. She talks about the same topics, reuses the same metaphors, and her genre range is not as experimental as swifties make it sound to be. She isn't influencing new genres and sounds, she's following trends. How can she be the generational songwriter when she can't even write about the current issues in her generation? She's so. damn. boring.

It's fine if people just accepted she made pop songs for the radio to be catchy or whatever. But why do I have to sit here and pretend her discography is some musical masterpiece? Why do I have to sit here with swifties telling me I'm so dumb because I didn't understand super simple metaphors??? I'm not a native english speaker and I get what she means, it's not rocket science.

God, I just. Hate her music and the way swifties talk about it. They're so damn obnoxious. Just go listen to other artists, and maybe broaden your scopes before spouting some bullshit.

(2/2)

[marvelfanfn2187a113]

Another thought came.

Dean pretending not to be a swiftie with his swftie sister.

Dean pretends he doesn't care about Travis and Taylor's relationship when he probably watched the Superbowl with his little sister and hoped the Chiefs would win.

Dean pretends that he did learn the entire Eras Tour setlist because his sister is always listening to it and pretends that the playlist of songs that are played on the Impala is ONLY because his sister likes that music.

Dean pretends that he made friendship bracelets with his sister, Cas and Sam just so they don't have a bonding moment and not because he finds it funny and reminds him of his childhood.

Dean pretends he knows about Taylor's new album because his sister has been talking about it and not because Dean actually follows Taylor on Instagram.

I can do this with a broken heart it's so Dean Winchester 😭

Dean pretends he watched the Eras Tour film on Disney+ just because his sister was watching it and he definitely doesn't put it in his room when he's bored.

Finally, when his sister told him that her friend was sick and couldn't go to the Eras Tour with her, Dean obviously only went to accompany his sister and not because he really wanted to go and he was embarrassed to tell his sister that he wanted to go with her (the friend never really existed, the Winchester sister knows that Dean likes Taylor but she doesn't say anything so as not to make him uncomfortable)

Cas, Sam and Sister Winchester know that Dean likes Taylor but they don't say anything haha

Also I don't know why I feel like Sam likes rap, Sam is the type of person who would know the gossip about Drake and Kendrick and Sister Winchester is the swftie type who knows about Taylor and Joe or that Hayley Biber is pregnant

That's why on the impala you can listen to classic rock, the tortuerd poet deparment or they not like us

What music do you think each of the characters (Dean, Sam, Cas, Sister Winchester) listen to? I feel like Clarie is the type of person who says she doesn't like Taylor and that she's overrated and says, "Do you like Taylor Swift?"

This is literally gold, u love it

Dean would make a playlist of his favorite songs, or, as he’d say to the little sister, “songs that don’t make me want to kill myself” that he lets her play (and of course he’s secretly hoping that she’ll ask to play it)

Sam wouldn’t be a Taylor fan, although I think there would be a few songs (maybe 1989? He’s either a 1989 guy or a folklore/evermore poet boy, can’t decide) that he knows/enjoys when the sister plays them.

I think Cas would either have the most boring (classical) taste in music or the most random mix-up mashup collection of every genre, there’s no in between. Like he either only listens to Beethoven or he listens to anything and everything from Broadway to rock to Taylor Swift to pop etc etc etc… (he wants to get the full human experience. If he gets into Taylor he’s definitely a ttpd fan, maybe folklore and evermore, he enjoys the poetry of the songs)

Claire seems like the type to think Taylor’s overrated, I think you’re right about that.

Jack. Is. The. Biggest. Swiftie. Hands down, no doubt about it. He doesn’t understand the celebrity drama AT ALL, but he’s happy to listen to anyone’s rants and/or descriptions of what the songs mean/who they’re about. He likes all the albums, and the little sister has to tell him any time a new album/a Taylor’s Version drops, because he doesn’t know how to keep up with that stuff, but as soon as anything new drops he and the little sister sit in her room and spend the whole day listening to it. (Ps, he’s a Lover boy) Like Cas, Jack also loves to listen to all genres of music, trying to learn as much about people as he can.

[blackhill2245]

You jokingly call billie eilish

Crack fick ngl, billie x platonic fem reader

You do not have permission to repost, copy or translate my work.

I sighed in boredom. It was the middle of the summer holidays, and I had shit to do.

I've done all my homework, who the fuck gives homework over the summer? Anyway I've finished all that, and I've finished all my personal projects and I've painted and re did my room... twice!.

So I sat there scrolling on Instagram falling asleep, despite it being 8pm. I see all my friends out having fun on holiday and I'm here in shitty ireland, like how dull can my life be?

I groan about to throw my phone across the room, again, when I get an idea. I giggle to myself and lay on my belly, fliping through my contacts, deciding to ring celebrities and see what happens. I click on Taylor Swift. I don't like her music, but like I don't care. Anyway, I try calling her, but it instantly declines, so I try again, and I get an automated response saying I reached my limit. I groan, flopping back on my back and decide to see if anybody posted on their story in the two seconds I was away.

I rush past all the boring shit before seeing billie eilish posting about her dog shark. Suddenly, I had a light bulb moment, and I pressed on her profile and pressed DMs, I pressed call and waited.

Just as the call was going to end, it answered, "i pause for a moment shocked before belting."

"BE MY, BE MY BABY! MY ONE AND ONLY BABY!" I stop singing, looking at the phone wide-eyed and red in the face. I looked like a mess, having just woken up my hair everywhere. My makeup was ruined because I didn't take it off before I napped.

"What the fuck" I hear a man say as billie laughs turning red. "Well?" I'm not gonna lie I was sitting myself.

"Yo! What the fuck!" She laughs rolling onto her side and sitting up showing her brother Fineas in the background who looked confused.

I take a deep breath about to start singing again before billie interrupts me, thankfully.

"Yo, whyd you call?" She asks, recovering from her laughing fit she moves to sit next to Fineas.

"Girl, I was bored," I whine, not moving from my awkward position, I was sitting up, but my face was smashed into my pillow.

"You're gonna get your makeup all over your pillow," fineas notes, I shrug. "This shit doesn't come off, it's like.... water proof, " I try to think, but I just give up in the end.

"Hey, where you from?" I hear some commotion on the other end as billie leaves speaking as she walks away coming back with her spider, or teranchula, same thing.

"Ireland," I roll my eyes, "get me away from hear." I drag out the sentence rolling off the bed, showing how much I hated it here. "Didn't expect you to answer." I sigh, head crooked arms splayed out legs looking like a dead spider.

She laughs to herself, handing her spider to fineas, who looked like he wanted to throw the thing across the room. "I don't usually, but what's the harm?" I look off screen "hello little man" I coo sitting up my dog rocky cokes into my room, I hear billie asking who I'm talking too so I flip the camera to show him off.

We ended up talking for an hour before I had to go for dinner, yes I have dinner at 9 Sue me.

I was sad to end the call, but the billie said, "Sad you have to leave, girl, what your um oh wait here." I raised a brow, not understanding what she meant, but then I get a notification that BIlly_boy2901 started following you, "hey is that you?" I laugh at the name, "yea can't have people knowing about my secret account you know?" I Humm "smart" I sigh saying goodnight before we ended the call, for some reason I wasn't really in shock which I thought I would be, she seemed so normal I don't know I thought she would be different but whatever.

That night, I had dinner and went to bed. I talked to billie in the morning despite it being so late in America that she stayed up to talk. I smiled to myself, thinking about how sweet she was.

Girls, my first fiction, ahhahaha anyway, hope you enjoy ❤️

[missmultipleaffairs]

Undisclosed thoughts about each Taylor Swift album, with my top five from each. I recently re-listened to a couple albums and I now have some regrets.

Debut: Fetus Taylor is my kryptonite I swear to god. I find it funny that I say this because I'm barely older than her when she initially released the album. Anyway, I'm a country fan as far as all goes. With that said, I love Debut, its so fun and cute. Besides Picture to Burn, she goes fucking feral in that. Hearing adult Taylor sing that in an acoustic setting feels so strange. Again, anyway, I love this album. I love all her albums, even my least favorite still stands as pretty good in my mind.

Should've Said No

Picture to Burn

I'm Only Me When I'm With You

Our Song

Stay Beautiful

Fearless (TV): This is one I re-listened to the other day. It's not bad, the songs that are good are amazing and the songs that aren't good have their reasons for not being good. An example of this is how out of place Keith Urban sounds in That's When. Like, I'm sorry, but who is this? Keith Urban sounded like Keith Urban, but he's not built for a Taylor Swift song or sound structure. Idk, he sounds weird.

Forever and Always

You Belong With Me

Fearless (my favorite title track ever)

Hey Stephen (underrated as FUCK, why are we overlooking this one?)

Tell Me Why

Speak Now (TV): MY BELOVED. Speak Now and Folklore are her two best written albums, thank you and goodnight. It's so beautiful, every song has so much passion and love put into it. Dear everything, it's enough to hurt you if you're not careful

Timeless

I Can See You

Sparks Fly

Mine

Better Than Revenge

Red (TV): oh boy did I speak controversial words last time I talked about this one. I'm sorry Red fans I really am. I bad mouthed this one into the fucking dust. I'm sorry for the pain I put you through 😭. It's not a bad album, I think I was just being unfair.

Treacherous

Message in a Bottle

I Knew You Were Trouble

The Very First Night

The Last Time

1989 (TV): MY OTHER BELOVED. She really pulled this one out of almost nowhere and it fucking slayed. I have child hood nostalgia to associate with this one. Since it was the first full Taylor Swift album I ever listened to. Obviously I'd heard songs from others, but never a full album until 1989. Gorgeous, fun, stunning, slayed the house boots down.

Style

I Know Places

New Romantics

Wildest Dreams

Bad Blood

Reputation: CAN WE HAVE REP TV PLEASE. I'm going to lose my shit in about five seconds the longer I wait for the announcement. I feel like I'm losing my mind at this point just waiting for it. That Rep body suit will be the only thing in my life that's consistent unless she comes out in a green version for that announcement that I hope comes in Vienna or London. This is easily the best comeback album ever created. No argument. None. Don't try. My only negative note on it is that Endgame is the worst song in her entire catalog and it's existence is a burden on my soul. Taylor was not thinking when she brought in friends. I need a single version of this, maybe that'll do it justice.

I Did Something Bad

Call it What You Want

This is Why We Can't Have Nice Things

Ready For it

Don't Blame Me

Lover: I feel like I should say this again, I don't dislike Lover. I do, however, give her some unfair treatment for the objectively TERRIBLE songs on the record. I'm not saying which ones are bad because I'll have a storm of Swifties at my door with their torches. I usually don't come at Taylor for bad songs. Sometimes you gotta though. There's a difference between boring and bad. Lover has songs... that are just bad. I'm sorry. I've tried giving one of those songs a chance because it's a fan favorite, but I have remained on record in saying it's still bad. Sorry Taylor.

Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince

I Think He Knows

Lover

Cruel Summer

Afterglow

Folklore: I made the mistake of slandering Folklore on her birthday. Swifties, I'm sorry. That won't happen again. I will forever go on record saying this is her best written album, but it's also boring as hell. Most of them anyway. Also, FUCK JAMES. Betty has way more tolerance than I ever would. If James showed up to my party I'd fucking attack him. The police would have to be called. Fuck you James.

Invisible String

My Tears Ricochet

Mirrorball

The Last Great American Dynasty

The 1

Evermore: UNDER-FUCKING-RATED ALBUM. I will love Evermore for my entire life and I do not tolerate the slander towards her. I cannot believe just how botched the Folkmore sets got when merging them to make room for the TTPD era.

No Body, No Crime

Champagne Problems

Right Where You Left Me

Willow

Long Story Short

Midnights: This albums actually not as bad, just meh. I don't have much to say about it. I really don't.

Midnight Rain

Lavender Haze

The Great War

Vigilante Shit

Hits Different

TTPD: MY FAVEEE. You don't have to like every song for it to be your favorite. I wanna say that now. Although it's not the point. This album is amazing. I will forever adore it

So High School

I Can Do It With a Broken Heart

Down Bad

The Prophecy

Cassandra

Thats it for me. I'll still be around 🫡

[yesimtrashforit]

The Tortured Poets Department - Taylor Swift lyrical analysis + song explanation

Track 6: But Daddy I Love Him

I forgot how the West was won

I'm not super sure what this is referencing but I have a theory. The states on the East Coast of America were the original colonies. Slowly, as America formed throughout the 18th, 19th and 20th centuries, colonizers moved West. This song is kind of making fun of the White, conservative, church culture.

I forget if this was ever fun

I just learned that people only raise you to cage you

Sarahs and Hannahs in their Sunday Best

clutching their pearls, sighing "What a mess!"

I just learned these people try and save you 'cause they hate you

A common thing in Christians is purity culture and saving someone from themselves. Young women, especially in the past few centuries, were demonized for making big decisions by themselves. This is very true with young women and relationships with the "bad boy."

Too high a horse for a simple girl to rise above it

The people around her are on their high horse. She can't rise above it because every simple woman wants love. It's natural, so she just can't raise herself to these standards.

They slammed the door on my whole world, the one thing I wanted

Now I'm running with my dress unbuttoned

Screaming "but Daddy I love him!

I'm having his baby

No, I'm not but you should see your faces!"

These are really great lines, certainly referencing The Little Mermaid.

It is definitely also referencing the pregnancy rumors that have surrounded Taylor for years. I think this is really funny because it's almost like she's singing it to the fans as well. People's reactions to the song for the first time are absolutely hilarious.

I'm telling him to floor it through the fences

No I'm not coming to my senses

I know it's crazy but he's the one I want

They run off together despite the criticism from her parents and everyone.

Dutiful daughter, all my plans were laid

Tendrils tucked into a woven braid

Growing up precocious sometimes means not growing up at all

She's kept a very clean image for a while. She remarks that if you grow up conservative and not rebellious, you don't really get to live life and make mistakes. These mistakes help you grow up.

He was chaos, he was revelry

Bedroom eyes like a remedy

Soon enough, the elders had convened down at the city hall

She loves how he woke her up and remedied her from this boring life. The elders of the town are meeting to figure out how to fix this situation

"Stay away from her!"

The saboteurs protested too much

Lord knows the words they never heard

Just screeching tires and true love

They haven't even given the relationship a chance. They don't know how sweet and kind he is to her.

I'll tell you something right now

I'd rather burn my whole life down than listen to one more second of all this bitching and moaning

She's absolutely sick of everyone criticizing them.

I'll tell you something about my good name

It's mine alone to disgrace

I don't cater to all these vipers dressed in empath's clothing

God save the most judgmental creeps who say they want what's best for me

She feels like she's the only one who can ruin her reputation. She doesn't care about conforming to the standards of people who are framing their critiques as empathy. It's not genuine care for her wellbeing.

Sanctimoniously performing soliloquies I'll never see

Thinking it can change the beat of my heart when he touches me

And counteract the chemistry

And undo the destiny

You ain't gotta pray for me

Me and my wild boy and all of this wild joy

The church is trying to pray for them to fall out of love, as if that will change anything.

If all you want is gray for me,

then it's just white noise and it's my choice

If they want a boring gray life for her, then she doesn't care. It's just white noise to her.

There's a lot of people in town that I bestow upon my fakest smiles

Scandal does funny things to pride but brings lovers closer

There's a lot of people she lies to about liking their philosophies. The scandal of this has only made these young lovers more in love.

We came back when the heat died down

Went to my parents and they came around

They come back years later after running away together and the parents have warmed up to it.

All the wine moms are still holding out but fuck 'em!

It's over

The Karens are still against it but it's too late, they are love each other.

[ginnyw-potter]

The Dating Life of Ginny Weasley

Written for Several Sunlit Daylights, the Taylor Swift x Hinny Collab we all need, organised by @ginwiz

Prompt: Be inspired by a song from Midnights or a lyric about nighttime. This one is based on Lavender Haze

When they came home from the Order party after midnight, no one was really sleepy enough to go to bed. They settled around the kitchen table, chatting lightly. Mr Weasley sat down and pulled the Daily Prophet to him. 

He cleared his throat. “Ginny, you may want to read this before you go to Diagon Alley tomorrow.” 

Ginny groaned and reached out, her dad handed it to her. She looked down and Harry bent over too. The article was titled ‘The Dating Life of Ginny Weasley’. 

Ginny’s expression fell as she read through the article. “This is ridiculous! As if I was dating every guy who was interested in me.” 

“I mean, you did know how to garner their attention,” Ron commented. 

Ginny’s head snapped up. “What do you mean by that, Ron?” 

“He just means you are very pretty and every guy at school figured it out at the same time,” Harry attempted to pacify her. 

Ginny ignored him and turned her attention back to the article. “I hate this! Suddenly I am a questionable choice because I looked at another guy before Harry. What kind of 1950s bullshit is this?! I don’t see them mentioning Cho, because men can do what they want. No, they can slander me for dating someone else before him.” She stood up from her chair and shoved the newspaper into Harry’s chest. “It’s a bit ironic, isn’t it? I should be glad they didn’t find out I ditched both of them. Imagine how it would terrorise the nation if they could fear I may get in into my crazy head to break up with the Chosen One!” 

She stormed off before anyone could say anything else. 

Harry threw the paper onto the table and ran after her into the garden. She was briskly walking to the furthest point of the garden. He had to jog to catch up. He caught her hand and pulled. She halted and turned around with a big sigh. 

“You know I don’t care. Not about the article, not about you dating other guys. It could have been ten more, it doesn’t matter,” Harry said, though he suspected she knew that. 

“It’s going to be like this every time, isn’t it? They get bored, they pull a rumour out of their ass. You make one misstep and they’ll drag up your past!” she said. 

“Yes.” He hated that he couldn’t protect Ginny from it. 

“They just enjoy writing whatever they please for sales, don’t give a damn how it impacts someone's life!” she ranted. 

“I know.” 

Ginny’s posture deflated a bit. “Of course you know, this isn’t fair to you. You’ve had much worse things written about you.” 

Harry smiled. “Undesirable No. 1, in the flesh.” 

Ginny snorted. “Right. At least to me, you’re desirable No. 1.” 

“Ah, I should get that printed on a shirt.” 

“Absolutely. I can get one that says ‘Chosen One’s slutty girlfriend’,” she replied. 

Harry shook his head and put an arm around her waist. “No, no, you can’t have that.” 

“Why not? It’s what they write,” Ginny argued. 

“Oh no, you can be slutty all you want.” He locked eyes with her. “It’s just if you put ‘girlfriend’ you will have to update it eventually.”

There was a pause before Ginny realised the implication and she turned so red that even the dim moonlight couldn’t hide it. 

“No?” he asked now. 

Ginny’s hand came to his waist. “I didn’t think…” 

“I’d want to marry you?” he finished her sentence and looked at her fondly. It amused him greatly that she seemed to be at a loss for words right now. It took a lot to reduce Ginny to silence. He leaned to her ear. “You can be my slutty wife.” 

Ginny’s head dropped onto his shoulder as she took a deep breath. “You can’t. Do that to me.” 

“Right, I momentarily forgot it was your lifelong ambition to marry me.” 

Her head shot back up, her face glowing. “Please,” she scoffed. “I wasn’t that ambitious.” 

Harry chuckled. “Really? I thought you liked a challenge.”

She tilted her head. “Well, turns out you didn’t need much convincing at all.” She glanced back at the house. “We should get back inside.” 

Harry nodded and walked back. They both sat back down. 

Half the Weasley men looked confused. 

“How did you change her mood in that short amount of time?” George asked. 

Harry shrugged. “I just know which buttons to push.” 

Ginny looked at him. “I’d be careful, Harry, to push that particular one or I may hold you to it, sooner rather than later.” She smirked. 

“I dare you,” he responded cheekily. 

She squinted her eyes at him and nodded solemnly. “See, I would but, uh, this article clearly dictates I should be a bit more conservative so… it’s going to have to be you I believe.” Her eyes were twinkling. 

“Right, in that case, I need your dad’s approval first,” he responded. 

“What?” Mr Weasley squeaked. 

Ginny crossed her arms and leaned back on her chair. “Well, it’s no fun if you drag my family into it.” 

“Can’t drag mine into it, can I? No clue if they’d approve.” 

“Sirius did.” 

Harry’s head whipped around to Hermione when she said it. “What.”

“Sirius figured out you fancied Ginny long before you did. It’s safe to say he was in favour.” 

Harry closed his mouth abruptly, suddenly feeling overwhelmed. Ginny immediately took his hand, squeezing it lightly. 

“It’s true, it’s one of the only things we could agree on when it came to Harry,” Mrs Weasley said. 

“But I didn’t know…” He looked at Ginny. “Was I that oblivious?” 

“Yes!” half the table went in unison. 

Ginny grinned. “You figured it out eventually.” She stood up. “I am going to shower and then I am off to bed.” She walked out of the room but then she turned back. “Don’t plan my wedding without me! I mean you, mum.” 

Mrs Weasley looked a little insulted. “I wouldn’t.”

[jennyboom21]

And you replied: "Of course it is." You knew this was a a lie and it landed you in therapy but you want to believe.

This is the fakest moment in American history. Not since the moon landing has anything been so fake.

But you know what?

It's OK. This moment is actually interesting and fun. A certain sort of goofy obsession has seeped in. No, it's not real, but who cares? We all love this phony love affair. We will continue to love it. We will keep loving it until this spectacularly fake relationship dies and Kelce becomes a cautionary lyric on one of Swift's future albums.

For now, however, despite knowing this relationship isn't real, and likely some type of marketing ploy, we're all going to treat this like it's a true love story. The question is why do we like something that we know isn't real? The reasons, I believe, go beyond some of the obvious and superficial ones. It's not just our societal obsession with stars. It goes deeper than that.

Kelce and Swift represent a fleeting moment where we can all be a little nerdy and little obsessed and maybe even laugh at ourselves a little bit. I'm not talking about Swifties or Kansas City fans. Both of those groups are already hardcore and infatuated. This is about the rest of us. The people who don't have time to get obsessed about anything. The people who normally don't care about football, or how many stadiums Swift has sold out, can feel like they're part of something everyone else gets.

There's a more cynical view that says we're infatuated because our own lives are so boring. It's less that and more that our lives are so full. We don't just have our jobs and loved ones but the world seems chaotic and dangerous. There are threats to democracy, financial stress, a rise in white nationalism and extremism, and a general sense that things could go awry at any moment.

It's not simply that Swift and Kelce are a distraction. It's that sometimes we desperately need one.

This story is also about something else. The ability for all of us to laugh at ourselves. It's likely Swift and Kelce are laughing about this, too. So is Kelce's mom, Donna Kelce. Remember that scene in Kansas City when Travis scored a touchdown and Swift wildly celebrated but Donna, well, was just chill? That wasn't because she's seen her son score dozens of touchdowns. It was because she just didn't want to play along. Donna Kelce doesn't play that.

Yes, this is a conspiracy theory, but it's one of the few accurate ones.

I also believe we like the idea of Kelce and Swift as a couple because, at least as far as we know, they both seem like good human beings. We never truly know the people we follow as celebrities and while I don't know much about the singer, I do know the football player. He's known on the team as a diligent and decent person. He's been described to me by a former coach of his as "laid back" away from football.

Swift herself continues to do things away from her day job that have a considerable and positive societal impact. In a recent Instagram post, Swift pushed her 272 million followers to register to vote. The group Vote.org says it recorded more than 35,000 registrations.

"I've been so lucky to see so many of you guys at my U.S. shows recently. I've heard you raise your voices, and I know how powerful they are," she wrote on Instagram. "Make sure you're ready to use them in our elections this year!"

This, along with other things related to Swift and Kelce, caused the heads of right-wingers to explode. One wrote on X, formerly known as Twitter: "Taylor Swift hates America. Taylor Swift hates President Trump. Taylor Swift loves communism. Maybe Travis Kelce and Taylor Swift would be good together.”

Their anger was another reason to love this relationship.

The last time the public had such an infatuation with a couple was Michael Jackson and Lisa Marie Presley. There was a belief that relationship, like this one, wasn't real either. That one felt weird to watch.

This one feels great to watch.

For the people who hate this story, don't worry, you're not alone. "I'm already over it," Chargers running back Austin Ekeler told the Dan Le Batard Show with Stugotz. "I'm over the Taylor Swift stuff. Can we move on please?"

No, we cannot. We will not. How dare you even ask?

And for those of you who say you don't care about any of this, well, you've read this far. You obviously do. Just like the rest of us.

Even if it is totally, without question, completely fake.

[dragon-creates]

5+1 AU Characters as Taylor Swift Songs

I got bored yesterday and my ADHD + my swiftie brain decided to put together what says would go together with the characters of my fic. This was mostly done for fun but if you know the meanings behind these songs, I'm going to enjoy feasting on your suffering 😈

Here's the link to my fic here if you haven't read it yet.

Pomni/Penny: Mirrorball

And I'm still a believer, but I don't know why. I've never been a natural, all I do is try, try, try

I thought this song best fit Pomni/Penny due to her complicated relationship with her dad and how that affected her as a person, always trying to do her best despite what's thrown at her, even if it hurts her in the process and she doesn't know why.

Jax/Jack: This Is Me Trying

Could've followed my fears all the way down And maybe I don't quite know what to say. But I'm here in your doorway I just wanted you to know. That this is me trying

I mean, I think its kinda obvious (cough cough chapter 5 cough cough). Jax/Jack went through a lot as a kid before he moved in with Winter and the Alvarez's and yes while he's hurting, he wants to heal but as ya'll know, relapses happen. But he'll always keep trying.

Riley: Karma

Karma's gonna track you down. Step by step, from town to town. Sweet like justice, karma is a queen

I had fun with this one. As ya'll know, Riley is quite protective over those she cares about (she's also an FBI agent so if you hurt Penny you probably won't be seen the next day). Riley is always gonna make sure that those who decide to fuck around are gonna find out. After all, karma is a bitch.

Winter: 22

You don't know about me but I'll bet you want to. Everything will be alright if we just keep dancing like we're 22

Ah Winter, my sassy lesbian queen. Winter has always been fun to write due to how positive and fun she is. Teasing Jack, being lovey dovey with Riley and hyping up Penny as well. She would be one of those people who throw the wildest parties and dread cleaning up the next day, but doesn't care as long as she and others are having fun.

Amber: Tolerate It

Lay the table with the fancy shit. And watch you tolerate it

Amber, mother of two and the ex of the man that everyone in discord wants dead. This reflects what her marriage to David was like and her releasing how awful he was after they divorced. Amber is a strong and protective mother bear, but she was hurt first emotionally to become that strong. Sometimes there will be moments will break, but she always picks herself back up for her girls, David forgotten at the back of her mind for their sake.

~okay let's focus on some duo/trio songs~

Pomni/Penny & Jax/Jack: Wildest Dreams

Say you'll remember me. Standin' in a nice dress. Starin' at the sunset, babe. Red lips and rosy cheeks. Say you'll see me again. Even if it's just in your wildest dreams

Come on, are you really surprised? It's the title of the last chapter and basically this fic's theme! Even if they don't realise who each other are, there memories stay in their dreams and their shown just how beautiful their love was!!!!

Riley & Winter: Paper Rings

I like shiny things, but I'd marry you with paper rings. Uh-huh, that's right. Darling, you're the one I want

Let's go! Let's go lesbians let's go!!! The yuri deserve a nice lovey dovey song. These two are just so sweet with one another and the reason why Jack and Penny got together (much to Riley's disappointment lol) and they deserve all the happiness. And yes this song was in their wedding playlist.

Pomni/Penny & Riley: Safe and Sound

No one can hurt you now. Come morning light. You and I'll be safe and sound

This song is definitely a parallel of Penny and Riley's sisterhood, especially growing up with David still in the picture. Riley doing her job as an older sister, shielding her little sister whenever David wanted to target her with his verbal abuse. Riley hates every fibre of her father's being, it only got worse after he involved Penny in the car accident. No matter what, even as adults, Riley will always protect her baby sister from everything...until the day she couldn't.

Winter & Jax/Jack: The Best Day

God smiles on my little brother, inside and out. He's better than I am I grew up in a pretty house and I had space to run. And I had the best days with you

This was how Winter viewed her and Jack when he moved in with her family. Jack is and always will be her little brother, even if they aren't blood related. She and her family give him the life he didn't and the space to thrive, and neither she or Jack would trade it for the world even after all these years.

Pomni/Penny & Amber: Bigger Than The Whole Sky

Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. You were bigger than the whole sky

Hehe ya'll gonna hate me for this one. But yeah, after Penny went missing, it hit Amber like a freight train. Penny was her baby, she watched her daughter go through hell and back, and helped with her healing, watched her fall in love, comforted her through her heartbreak and the next day she disappeared, and no one can find her. She grieves her daughter every day, as though she truly passed away. She and Penny had a relationship like no other, there's nothing stronger than a mother's love for her child.

Riley & Amber: Dear Reader

The greatest of luxuries is your secrets. Dear reader, when you aim at the devil make sure you don't miss. Never take advice from someone who's falling apart

While Amber loves Penny, never once did she neglect Riley or see her problems as inferior. She loves both her babies more than anything. But she can tell that Riley has gone through a lot, watching her father grow apart from her and seeing her little sister get hurt over and over again. This song is kinda reminiscent of chapter 3 (with Amber reassuring Riley that she's not wrong to feel upset with her dad), but also Amber teaching Riley what she knows and so she doesn't make the same mistakes as she did.

Amber & Riley & Pomni/Penny: Never Grow Up

Oh, darlin', don't you ever grow up. Don't you ever grow up. Just stay this little. Oh, darlin', don't you ever grow up. Don't you ever grow up. It could stay this simple

Let's end it off bittersweet with our three girls. This is reminiscing over her daughters, more so the good moments of their childhood (David isn't in these memories which isn't a surprise). It kind of hits Amber when she sees her girls all grown up and living their own lives, just how far they've come since they were kids. She gave birth to them, helped them take their first steps, cried at their first words, dropped them off both at their first days at school, teasing Riley over her first crush on a girl, comforting and spending each day Penny was in hospital after the accident, letting them cry in her shoulder over David leaving, reassured Riley that she wasn't abandoning Penny once the older of the two left for college, helped Penny overcome her eating habits, watched her girls fall in love. It leaves her tearful and proud of how much they've grown.

I hope you guys enjoyed this, and keep an eye out for my next funnybunny fic on ao3 and tumblr called 'Royally Screwed'. It's a royal AU based on the ideas and art of one of my friends on discord and I hope ya'll like it when it comes out!

[maarrgarr]

High Infidelity.

Gojo Satoru x fem! reader.

Synopsis: The reader was in a relationship with Geto Suguru, but can't help but notice his best friend, Gojo Satoru, whom she supposedly hates.

Warning: English is not my first language, possible grammatical and spelling mistakes, the reader is unfaithful, unprotected sex, kissing, hickeys, oral (both receive), nicknames like (love, cutie, sweetheart) and maybe something else but I can't remember.

n/a: I clarify that this publication has nothing to do with the series "The Unknown Heir".

You and Geto seemed to have the perfect relationship, you almost never argued, the dream of every teenager. Very different from the relationship you had with Satoru, with whom you couldn't seem to spend more than an hour in the same place without fighting.

You never understood why you got along so badly with him, since the first day you met he was like that, and you believed that there was no real reason, you just couldn't be friends. Instead, with Suguru, from the first day you hit it off, you seemed to have the same tastes in everything. Then he started liking you and you started liking him, you were both open about it and ended up being boyfriend and girlfriend.

It had been over a year since then. And, if you were honest, there wasn't much excitement. Since you never argued, it was always the same. And the sex wasn't very good either, very few times he had made you have an orgasm, luckily you were very good at faking it. Several times you had wanted to propose something new in that area, but you were embarrassed, besides it seemed that he had no complaints, so you preferred not to say anything.

You had just had sex, and again, you didn't come, but pretended you did. He left a small kiss on your forehead, before leaving you, "I'm going to take a bath" he said, you just nodded and watched him disappear through the bathroom door. You sat on his bed, got dressed and decided to go for a walk to think for a while.

You loved Suguru, or so you thought. He gave you security, he said everything you wanted to hear, you knew that if you ever felt ugly, he was going to tell you how pretty you looked, he was sensible and intelligent. But that everything was fine, he bored you and that made you feel bad. You had what every girl would want to have, but you needed something more, although you didn't know what and that frustrated you.

It was already three o'clock in the morning, the time had gone fast because you had thought and walked so much. You sat down on the stairs leading to the open courtyard where they often trained. "What are you doing here?" you rolled your eyes at the sound of Gojo's voice, "What do you care" he laughed, "Even though you just had sex, you're in a really bad mood", you looked at him with a frown, "How do you know that-?", "Suguru's room is next to mine, you idiot, I can hear everything, even your fake moans", you blushed a little at having been found out, but of course you weren't going to accept in front of Gojo Satoru that your boyfriend didn't give you pleasure, "I don't fake it", "Please, only a fool wouldn't notice, and your boyfriend", "Surely you know a lot about fake moans" you said trying to annoy him, "Actually I know nothing, girls who sleep with me don't have the need to fake it. If you want I can show you why".

It wasn't the first time that Satoru threw that kind of comments at you, obviously he never did it in front of Suguru, but he did it frequently in front of your best friend, Ieiri "He flirts a lot with you, doesn't he?" she had told you once. "Flirt with me? of course not, he just annoys me a lot" you had replied once, she just shrugged her shoulders and that was that.

You stood up and faced him, "I doubt you can make me feel half as much as Suguru makes me feel." you told him, and even though you couldn't see his eyes, you knew he was glaring at you with them, to your misfortune you had hit right in his ego. He walked up to you and grabbed you by the jaw, bringing your lips close to his, "I'm going to take that as a challenge, pretty girl" he said and kissed you with a passion, with which Geto never did. You put your arms around his shoulders and he lowered his hands to your ass, which he squeezed. While your mind told you that this was wrong, your mouth opened and gave entrance to his tongue.

Suddenly you both appeared in Satoru's room. He lifted you up and placed you on his desk, while you continued kissing each other with need. In a moment you broke away from the kiss, "This is wrong" you said agitated and with swollen lips, but he just clicked his tongue, "Shut up" he replied and returned to the kiss.

You felt his hands grab the edge of your sweatshirt and lift it up, you lifted your arms to let the garment come off, revealing your sensitive nipples already aroused, he laughed teasingly, "How is this, love, you say this is wrong, but your body tells me otherwise". He moved his kisses down your neck until he reached your tits, where he sucked and nibbled on them, eliciting several gasps from you.

You took off his shirt and grabbed him by the hair to get him off your tits, although he didn't seem to want to do it. You got down from the desk and your lips started to move from his neck to his abdomen, where with your tongue you were marking his squares. You knelt down completely and your attention went to the big bulge that had formed in his pants, you smiled mischievously and massaged it over the fabric. You pulled down his pants along with his boxers, took his member and started massaging it up and down, while he began to sigh. You opened your mouth and with your tongue you ran your tongue along his penis from the base to the tip and there you took it all the way into your mouth. He let out a hoarse moan as he felt the warmth of your mouth cavity and placed his hand in your hair, making you go deeper.

You had the perfect view, you could see how he had his head back with his mouth open, while you also felt his fingertips stroking your scalp.

Suddenly, you felt him pull your hair, make you stand up and kiss you fiercely.

You both started walking, until your back ended up against the bed. His hands went down to the hem of your shorts and pulled them off. You soon felt pleasure as he began to make circular motions on your intimate area. "You are quite wet, aren't you my love?" he said, but you were focused on the enjoyment his hand was giving you. You moaned when you felt him stop his movements, "Gojo...", "Shh, something better is coming, honey". And yes he was right, he removed your panties and his hand was replaced by his mouth. You let out a big moan as you felt his tongue swirl over your clit, and then two fingers entered you, as he continued to eat you.

You moaned as you felt his tongue run all over your pussy and his fingers enter it, until there came a moment where you felt like you were in paradise and the only thing you could pronounce was his name, you felt your heart rate accelerate and as Satoru increased the rhythm, "Come on, my love, cum" was what he whispered in your ear and what made you reach your desired orgasm.

Satoru couldn't believe the beautiful image in front of him. You were flushed, your hair was messy, some marks adorned your body (courtesy of him), your nipples were hard and your breathing was agitated.

He grabbed you by the hips and turned you around, made you lift your ass up and your head buried in the pillows. "We're not done yet" was what he said to you before he started to slowly penetrate you. He moaned as he felt your hot walls squeezing him. For your part, still in shock from your own high, you moaned loudly but it was drowned out by the pillow.

Satoru grabbed you by the hair and brought his mouth close to your ear to whisper "You know what I was thinking when I heard your fake moans... I was thinking how stupid Suguru is for not making you feel the real pleasure, and wasting the beauty he has as a girlfriend". He let go of you, you rolled over on your back and he started to slam his hips hard against yours, you felt like you were in fucking heaven.

You moved a little closer to him and removed his blindfold, you knew you were close and you wanted to see his beautiful eyes. He brought one of his hands to your clitoris where he started rubbing it, and thanks to that over stimulation you came a second time. While you were in your reverie, Satoru kept searching for his own orgasm, until he found it and ejaculated inside you.

He collapsed on top of you. Both your breathing was a mess and due to exhaustion you felt your eyes close on their own and you fell into the arms of Morpheus.

When you woke up, you found Satoru's face very close to yours and his arms around you. You moved as little as possible, so as not to wake him up, when you sat up in bed you realized that your whole body hurt, internally you insulted Gojo. You got dressed and left the room, guilt gnawing at you.

What had happened had been a mistake and was not going to happen again.

Well, that's what you wanted to make yourself believe.

[sweetmuffynsblog]

The 1 (Daemon Targaryen X Reader)

This Oneshoot very inspired from Taylor Swift's song "The 1" because i am just being dramatics about my feeling and act like i wasn't move on long time ago from my nonexistent boyfriend💀

"if my wishes came true, it would've been you."

Lady Y/N Targaryen, her name was, born as the daughter of Prince Vaegon Targaryen before he becomes the Archmaster and his late lady Wife, Lady Dellana Celtigar. Since she was a baby in a cradle, her grandmother places a dragon egg in her craddle which hatched and becomes a dragon, as big as Silverwing. Alike her father, the Targaryen born loved to read, she even personally asked her grandfather to build a private library on her part of the chamber, filled with many books in ancient language of old Valyria and from other known Worlds.

From a young age, she was a free spirit, with her dragons went anywhere and everywhere, only stop when Aerea Targaryen comes back with a nasty disease and King Jaehaerys instructed everyone who knows about this to be burnt by dragons and the royals to swear in the name of Old Gods of Valyria to shut their mouth.

Thus, the Targaryens were banned to ever closer to the Old Valyria again even though she wanted to explore then and unveiled the mystery surrounded the death of Aerea Targaryen.

But her days were never boring for she was friends with the second son of Baelon Targaryen and his sister-wife, Alyssa, her cousin, Daemon. There's no similiarity between her and Daemon other than they shared the same Targaryen features. Their personality could never be anymore different, he loved everything about parties and battles and being surrounding by maidens, from those highborn to the servants ladies and commoners too, after all, who can denied the charm of Daemon Targaryen? While she, prefers a quite place, in library to be exact, after all, what can a lone Princess, whose father choose another route of life, never being there and must to live by everyone's pity does? Her every steps are so much calculated, not too fast, not too slow and certainly not too louder in fear to annoyed any Royal family members.

Daemon is always perfect, in the Targaryen Lady's eyes, his strong board, chiseled jaw and those enchanting violet eyes, her swordmanship probably one of the best if not the best himself. Those memories of them playing together will always be the fondest of her no matter what. He was the constant in her life, always been there for her and she for him. All she ever wished is to marry Daemon.

Alas, the mere wish must've been crushed by her own grandfather, the Good King, they chanting his name, the concilliator, they commoners from across the seven kingdoms said, but what can a powerless girl does? She has no father nor a mother, her other aunts and uncles are either busy with their own children or simply don't care at all.

"what can your granddaughter do, beloved Grandfather?" she asks, curtsying to him infront of the good Queen Alicent and his council members, King Jahaerys looks at her granddaughter,

"you've grown, my dear."

The Princess smiles, without saying anything,

"i know that you know why you've been summoned, dearest."

The Princess nods her head, she is a Princess, one day she must married, she prays for the old Gods and new, that her grandfather pities her and let her marry Daemon. She loves him.

"you will marry Princess Martell's son and heir."

She can feels the air suffocating her, she doesn't like the particular view of the garden anymore, she feels like there's no colour in her life anymore. She wants to cry, scream or throwing tantrum, but who is she? Just a powerless Princess who finally has use, a mere cheespiece to ensure the safety of the Kingdom.

"what makes the darling sad?" a voice startled her, the young Princess looked up and saw her best friend, the love of her life, with a sword in his hand, looking at her, hus violet eyes piercing through her,

"nothing." she replied and giving him her best fake smile,

"you are lying." Daemon states, she's gasping when Daemon holds her hands in his, "tell me the real reason, princess?"

She gulps, "grandfather, the King, summoned me today and..."

"and?"

"and told me, that i... that i'm going to be the bride of Princess Martell's son and heir and to make a peace alliance..."

She couldn't read Daemon's expression at all, Daemon becomes quiet, "Dae?"

***

Many years later

Sunspear, Dorne

Dorne is beautiful, for saying out loud, and it's hot. A string of white hair currently sit bellow a tree, the handmaids fanning her but cannot stop the beads of sweat forming in her forehead, in her right, sitting a dark haired man who puts the fruit into her mouth,

"are you sure, you don't want to go and swim in the pool instead?" the man asking her, and puts a grape into the white haired woman's mouth,

"i don't want to go. Too hot and i'm too lazy." she says, take the fan and fanning herself, "why today is so hot?" she asks, the man chuckles and rubs her forehead, plant a kiss there, his other hand rubbing the bulged belly of the Targaryen woman, she is pregnant and wait anytime now to due.

"it will be soon over, my dear."

"Prince! My Prince!" a guard running towards them, "my Prince! My Princess!"

"what happened?" the Prince asks, the guard bows to them,

"another dragon, not the Princess' is in the sky, the rider says that he is Daemon Targaryen and wants to meet the Princess!"

"Daemon is here?" she murmurs then stand up abrubtly, her husband quickly be in her side and rubs her neck and back gently,

"calm down, dear." the Prince says, he gives the signal to the maids, the maids come with an umbrella like clothes to shield their Princess Consort from the scorching sun, and they begin to walk.

After walking, which is making her feet hurt, she finds her once love of her life standing there, with a dark sister in his hand, and his dragon, Caraxes flying near him,

"Dae?"

Daemon hears his name, he almost let out cry after see the woman's condition, the love of his life, his beloved, standing there and smiling at him, "welcome to the Sunspear." he comes closer and engulfs her into a hug,

"i miss you so much!"

The Princess Consort of Dorne chuckles lightly and rubs his back to comfort him, the heartbeat and once butterfly flying in her stomach is no more, there's been years after they parted their ways. She loves her husband now, and Daemon lives his best life, noticing that the two cousin want to talk to each other, the Prince dismissed the guards and handmaid, he comes to his wife and kissed her lips,

"both of you talk, i'll be going and tell the servant to bring you food to the garden." he says and caresses her bump, then walks away.

"life has been treating you good." Daemon commenting making her smile,

"it has. He is a good man, you know?"

"who?"

"the Prince, Dae. He treats me with respect and dignity the first years we marry, he wouldn't touch me if i didn't want it, he respects my space and never let anyone talks bad about me."

Daemon laughs, "you deserve it, dear dragon." then they walk together to the garden,

"what are you doing here then, Dae? Is something happened?"

Daemon shakes his head, "nothing happened, zaldrizes, Aemma has another miscarriage."

"Gods be good." she lets out a gasp, "then, how about Rhaenyra and Viserys?"

"mourning. As always."

After spending a full weeks in Dorne, Daemon finally mounts his dragon and fly back to the capital. If his wishes came true, Y/N Targaryen will be his.

[bringbacktim]

Dial drunk- Jschlatt

A noah kahan inspired jschlatt imagine , this is not proofread or edited so be warned

Sad I didn't write this after the post malone version comes out , his verse sounds so good

Warnings : mentions of breakups , alcohol, death, cops , use of y/n , one swear word

Wc: 1.6k

It was no secret that Jschlatt liked to drink , he wasn't an alcoholic or anything, but he drank more than the average person

This drinking multiple times a week and his recent break up did not mix well together at all

Most nights he would get absolutely plastered and either leave a drunk voicemail or a drunk text (both equally embarrassing for him to discover the next morning)

This night was no different, it was a lonely Saturday evening and Jambo was beginning to grow bored of only having one adult to annoy . Schlatt was done streaming for the day and just wanted to wind down so looked no further than the liquor cabinet in his kitchen

Tonight he was definitely going push the limit of how much alcohol he usually drinks without caring about the consequences because he could physically feel his heart breaking in his chest and it was clearly taking a taking a toll on the orange tabby as well

To say the breakup was messy was an understatement , if it had to be described in one song it would be 'come back be here' by taylor swift. The distance did more harm than good, obviously being in a relationship with a youtuber was hard , but having that youtuber across oceans made it nearly impossible

I'm rememberin' I promised to forget you now

The alcohol was hitting hard by this point and his conscience was very much gone so the shit show that was drunk Jschlatt was going to begin

But it's rainin', and I'm callin' drunk

He could hear the pitter patter of the rain on the window and he thought back to how much y/n loved to cozy up on that very sofa with a hot drink when it rained , so the only logical thing to do was call her and tell her it was raining and that it reminded him of those fond memories

And my medicine is drownin' your perspective out

The liquor was making very much not care about whatever negative thing she would  have to say on the other side of the line if she actually picked up

So I ain't takin' any fault

Am I honest still? Am I half the man I used to be?

Obviously he wasn't going to blame the alcohol for the abrupt phone call , that was all him but not the tough guy he used to be that everyone loved . The gooey in the middle guy who doesn't know how to live without Y/n by his side

I doubt it, forget about it, whatever

It's all the same, anyways

With that saddening thought he put the phone down not even bothering to leave a voicemail because then she would know he was drunk

I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown

In the name of someone I no longer know

He definitely wasn't proud of all the times he had defended her name even though she ripped his heart out of his chest , stomped on it , and then shot it until you could see through to the other side

For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone

Traffic lights and a transmitter radio

He doesn't remember his feet taking him out the door or walking down the street he knew her hotel and favourite bar was , but at this point it was muscle memory no matter how hard he tried to forgot it his feet could never forget his old favourite path

That wasn't the only thing his feet forgot how to do because next thing he knew a cop car was pulling up next to him asking how much he'd had to drink and to walk in a straight line (aka the most difficult task in the world at the moment)

I don't like that when they threw me in the car

Being put in the back of the aforementioned cop car was no surprise after he couldn't walk or talk even remotely like a sober person

I gave your name as my emergency phone call

"Is there anyone we can call to come get you and make sure you get home safely?" The cop turned to him and asked

"Y/n Y/l/n" he knew it was a long shot , but she was a relatively nice person

Honey, it rang and rang, even the cops thought you were wrong for hangin' up

After about four attempts at calling the cops gave up and we're shocked that his only lifeline wouldn't come get him or even pick up

I dial drunk, I'll die a drunk, I'll die for you

He knew at that moment his life would stay the same for however many years he still had left, Jambo would be left at home wondering when his father would sober up and give him some attention

I'm untetherin' from the parts of me you'd recognize

From charmin' to alarmin' in seconds

He had changed too much since that last phone call and it was hard for his friends to watch , they didn't recognize him a lot of the time . Even his viewers could see he was a shell of himself

I'll be bedridden, I'll let the pain metastasize

But that's mornin', I'll forget it

He didn't care about streaming half the time and just laid in bed wishing the pain would stop spreading from his heart to everywhere else and controlling him like a little person in his head

But that's mornin', I'll forget it

And the dial tone is all I have

It usually got better once he'd actually manage to get out of bed to feed his cat etc , but he couldn't bear to stop calling just to listen to the dial tone it was all he had left of y/n after all and everyone knows that old habits die hard

I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown

In the name of someone I no longer know

He was two seconds away from defending you to the pair of cops who didn't even disrespect you even though you just hang up on him four times

For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone

Traffic lights and a transmitter radio

It was shameful to be so young and this sad over something so silly that a macho man like him shouldn't get upset over , luckily the radio kept spitting out messages so he was silenced for now

I don't like that when they threw me in the car

I gave your name as my emergency phone call

He was pissed about them not only man handling him , but also the fact that you wouldn't even pick up despite him having a habit of doing this , why didn't you even want to know he wasn't a danger to himself like some of your mutual friends said

Honey, it rang and rang, even the cops thought you were wrong for hangin' up

They tried a few more times after a solid five to ten minutes incase she was busy , but still nothing.  They couldn't just let him go and have him wind up dead somehow

I dial drunk, I'd die a drunk, I'd die for you

Well, I'd die for you

Were the only thoughts in his head at that moment , he was obviously destined to be a drunk and die from being reckless

"I beg you, sir, just let me call" he  tried to plead with them to just call once more

"I'll give you my blood alcohol

I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cell" he once again begged, he just needed that one more call

"I'll change my faith, I'll praise the flag

Let's wait, I swear she'll call me back"  they we're growing bored of this emasculating begging routine by now

"Son, are you a danger to yourself?" The cop asked wanting to just send him home

"Fuck that, sir, just let me call

I'll give you my blood alcohol" 

Schlatt replied trying to bargain with the man but this was a fight he wasn't going to win

"I'll rot with all the burnouts in the cell

I'll change my faith, I'll kiss the badge" he tried being on their side and charming them to see if he would finally get his way , but still no avail

"Let's wait, I swear she'll call me back" his voice broke as

"Son, why do you do this to yourself?" The cop asked genuinely curious why a tough guy like him was borderline crying in the back of his car

And I said

"I ain't proud of all the punches that I've thrown

In the name of someone I no longer know" with his head in his hands and nursing a water bottle he confessed to the man who was definitely confused

For the shame of being young, drunk, and alone

Traffic lights and a transmitter radio

I don't like that when they threw me in the car

He began to question his current situation and what he deserved to end up a drunk who couldn't get over his ex who clearly didn't give a shit about him or his safety

[killiansprincss]

Timeless - a Captain Swan AU - Chapter 2/19

Summary:

Season 3 divergence - When Zelenas time portal works, Henry wakes up alone in Storybrooke and must travel to the Enchanted Forest to get his family back. Only once he gets there he quickly realises its not like the one in his book, theres no Evil Queen and his mother Emma wasn't put through a wardrobe, theres even a poster inviting the entire kingdom to her engagement ball, to Hook. What will happen once Henry gets them to break this new curse and they get their memories back? In which chapter is inspired by a different Taylor Swift song.

AO3 CH.1

This is the newest chapter in my new CS Enchanted Forest with a twist AU, this fic has my entire heart so please read it! This is a Snowing chapter and will be focusing on Captain Swan very soon!! Please enjoy :)

Marys Song -

She said, "I was seven and you were nine"

I looked at you like the stars that shined

In the sky, the pretty lights

And our daddies used to joke about the two of us

Growing up and falling in love

And our mamas smiled and rolled their eyes

And said, "Oh my, my, my"

____________

“Johanna, I'm so bored.” Princess Snow, at 7 years old, was an independent girl. She loved her parents, but she was stuck inside her palace, and after 7 years of roaming around every inch of the palace, she wished to go outside.

“My dear Snow, why are you bored?” Snow loved Johanna, her lady in waiting. She was like a mother to her when her own mother was busy, but she didn't understand that she needed time away from the palace, she wanted to be like the girls she sees outside her window.

“Johanna please. We can tell mother and father I need a riding lesson! Or you wish to teach me about nature?” Snow was desperate to see the outside world.

Johanna sighed. “I will see what I can do.”

Snow smiles, she knows she’s won, Johanna is pretty easy to wear down.

A few days later Johanna tells Snow they can go riding together outside the royal path, and snow couldn’t be happier. 

“Snow! Snow! Wait, you can’t go too fast!” Johanna calls out as Snow's horse gallops ahead slowly out of sight.

Snow's horse Nightshade starts to gain speed and she unintentionally loses sight of Johanna.

“Nightshade! Slow down! Ahhhhh.” Snow starts to scream as she clutches on Nightshade for dear life.

Nightshade neighs loudly and comes to a halt, throwing Snow off screaming as she hits the ground.

“Hello? Are you okay?” She hears a voice say.

She opens her eyes to see a boy, blonde scruffy hair, no older than 10 standing over her. He gives her a hand and helps her to her feet.

“Thank you.” She says to the boy. He was wearing ragged clothes and had dirt on his face. He was very different to any boy she had around the castle, even the stable boys were better dressed than he was.

“I’m David! What’s your name?” He asks.

“I’m..My name is Mary.” Snow smiles at the boy. She considered telling him who she was, but then again this was the first person her age not from the palace and she wanted to see what it was like. Being a normal child. “Do you live here” 

The boy, David nods. “Me and my mother do, we grow crops on our farm to sell at the market, where do you live?”

Snow couldn’t tell him she lived at the palace, so she simply says, “I don't live far from here, but my parents don’t let me out of the house much, I don’t have many friends.”

“I’ll be your friend!” David says, as if it’s the most natural thing in the world, Snow liked him, he had an infectious smile, and he was the first person to not see her as a princess,

“I like you David! You seem like a good friend!” They talk for almost an hour until Snow hears Johanna on her horse frantically looking for her.

“Oh no.”

“Is that your mother?” David asks.

“Not exactly no, but I may have lost her on my journey here.” Snow explains.

‘There you are! I have been looking for you! I was worried sick!” Johanna loved Snow, she cared for her like a daughter, and not just because it was her job to do so.

“I’m sorry Nightshade lost control and threw me off, I don’t know where he went. But I made a new friend, his name is David! He owns a whole farm, isn’t that amazing!” Snow always looked for the positives in life, something awful could happen but Snow would look and see the good thing, something her mother taught her, always look for the good even  in the worst of situations

“We have to get you back home, your parents will be worried sick!” Johanna says, wiping the mud off Snow's dress.

“What about my friend? When can I see him again?” Snows asks, she wasn’t about to leave the first friend she had made.

David smiles at Johanna, there was something about this girl that he liked, he wanted to see her again.

Knowing Snow would keep pestering and pestering her she simply says, “Okay, okay. As long as you stay on the trail with me. Tomorrow, I can see what your mother thinks.”

Snow smiles, “see you tomorrow David! I can’t wait!”

“See you tomorrow Mary!” David calls out as Johanna helps Snow onto Nightshade.

“Mary?” Johanna asks.

“He can’t know I’m a princess, he won’t want to be my friend. Please Johanna please, don’t tell him.” Snow begs, this is her one chance to be somewhat normal, to have someone look at her like she was normal.

Johanna reluctantly agrees and the next day, Snow goes back to David and his farm. And the next day, and the day after that, and the day after that. They become best friends, Snow helps him harvest the crops, and he even gets her to milk the cow. Snow loved it, she was coddled at the palace, her mother would scream if she knew the things she was doing. But she didn’t care, she was having fun and that was all that mattered. 

A few months later, after spending every few days together, Snow isn’t able to keep up her secret for much longer.

____

“We’re going to the King?” David asks his mother, excited to see the palace that rumour has it is remarkably beautiful.

“Yes my dear son. The Farm is suffering, and we need his help.” Ruth explains to her son. Their farm had been suffering for weeks, but Ruth was stubborn and wanted to find a way without asking the King for help. Too proud. But after the crops had been wilting they were not able to sell any to the market, and hadn’t the money to sustain themselves.

“Wow the Palace! I can’t wait to tell Mary about this!” David and Mary had become fast friends, they told each other everything, she would tell him about her horse Nightshade and he would tell her about how he ran around chasing his sheep. He knew she was clearly from a wealthy family-her clothes were nicer and not many families could afford a horse for their children. But she wasn’t snobby like some of the richer kids in the kingdom or the ones he met during his brief moments at school who looked down on him for not having much money, but Mary she didn’t mind that he had to work for his money, she was happy to get her pretty clothes a little muddy. He liked that she was different. And since he didn’t bother to go to school anymore he didn’t get to meet any other kids his own age. He knew he had a good friend in her.

King Leopolds and Queen Eva’s palace was grand. It was far more elegant than he could’ve imagined. There were colours he had never seen before, and the walls were decorated with so many paintings. One wall was lined with paintings of who he assumed were all the royals, they each had crowns sitting atop their heads with brightly coloured jewels.

They join the line of other people. His mother said that around this time of year, the King and Queen are generous and like to help out their people who are in need. There are roughly 10 people in front of David and his mother. He sees the Queen sitting on the throne at the end of the room, she has dark hair and a red dress on. The King sits beside her in deep conversation with the man at the front of the line. Then at the end, David presumes is the princess, he isn’t the tallest so he can’t see her very well but she sits on her own throne and her parents seem to adore her. 

It must be nice, David thinks, to have two parents. David was always told his father was a brave man who sacrificed himself for others and that’s why he wasn’t around. But David wasn’t dumb, he didn’t know exactly what happened but he remembers hearing them fighting all the time and vividly remembers sneaking out of bed one night when the fight was really bad, his mother was yelling at him for being drunk. He also remembers her crying a lot, when he didn’t come home. And the day she told him he was gone forever, that was not a good day.

“Your majesties.” Ruth bows in front of the King and Queen when she gets to the front.

The King and Queen smile. “Whatever can we do for you?” 

“Mary?” David creeps out behind his mother to take a look at the royal family, and in the Princess’ throne, Princess Snow, was his best friend Mary.

“David!” Mary, no, the Princess replies. “I can explain!”

“Snow?” Queen Eva looks to her daughter and to the young man. “Do you know this boy?”

“You’re the princess?” David looks at his friend in disbelief, she was lying to him?

“I wanted to be a normal girl for once, not a princess. So I’ve been getting Johanna to sneak me out of the palace.” She tells her parents. She looks over to David and his mother, fearing that he won’t want to see her again, “I’m sorry I lied. I thought you wouldn’t want to be my friend if you knew I was a Princess.”

The Queen whispers to her guards who announces to the rest of the people waiting to speak to the King and Queen would have to come back later. They needed to know what their daughter was getting up to.

“You’re Majesties, I had no idea young Mary here was Princess Snow.” Ruth felt so embarrassed, she had come to the Royal Family for help with her farm and ended up being in the middle of a scandal with her son. “But she and my son David have become quick friends, my boy has been getting her to milk our cows and feed our pigs. If I had known the truth, I wouldn’t have allowed this to happen.” Now the thoughts of the young girl mucking out didn’t sit well knowing her life of luxury and servants waiting on her. 

King Leopold crouches down and looks at his daughter in the eyes, “Is it true? You’ve become friends with this young man?”

Snow nods, worrying what will happen. But Leopold just smiles and takes a look at David. “I’m not going to deny my daughter friendship. I admit I worry about my dear Snow so we do keep her locked up where it’s safe, but if she has found a friend in you young man, then I say why stop the blossoming friendship.”

Queen Eva can see how happy her daughter is, and like her husband said, who are they to deny friendship, “I believe it will do Snow some good, having a friend like you David. You can teach her that just because she is a princess, does not mean she is any better than someone like yourself who was not born into royalty.”

The King and Queen in the spirit of friendship pay off all the loans on the farm, and promise that if times get hard again, they would be more than happy to help again in the future, it was the least they could do for David who was their daughters first real friend. David and his mother were always welcome in the palace to see Snow, except when she had royal duties or lessons.

“You’re not angry with me?” Snow asks David, “for lying to you?”

David shakes his head, “I couldn’t be angry with you! I think it’s really cool you’re a princess!” He takes a look around at the ceiling, seeing all the floors and rooms it must have, “you just have to show me around the palace!”

_______________

I was sixteen when suddenly

I wasn't that little girl you used to see

But your eyes still shined like pretty lights

And your daddy used to joke about the two us

They never believed we’d fall in love

Years passed for Snow and David, and they remained best friends, well into their teen years. The King and Queen had offered Ruth and David roles at the palace, so that David could be close to Snow, and Ruth would not have to worry about the harsh winters but they politely declined, they loved their work on the farm too much. The three parents were amazed at how close their children were, they would joke that a royal wedding was in their future, but at their young ages they couldn’t think of anything worse.

Until that changed slowly over the years.

“I don’t like that Hercules kid.” David says seeing Snow excited to go hunting with her new “friend” who happened to be half Greek god.

“Okay Charming.” Snow teases, using the nickname she gave him a while back, “just because he’s a demigod doesn’t mean you need to be jealous, you’re just as strong and powerful as he is, running around after the pigs and carrying milk to the market is a hard job!”

“I’m not jealous! I don’t care how big his muscles are.” He lies, hoping Snow doesn’t detect any more jealousy. “It’s just that Greek gods are known for being corrupt, what if Hercules is also corrupt and will corrupt you by association?”

“He’s just teaching me how to use a bow and arrow, it’s not that deep!” Snow rolls her eyes at her best friend, he was overprotective sometimes, or at least that’s what he said.

The truth was, David was in love with Snow. He doesn’t know how or when it happened, but he was in love with her. He started to notice how her hair shone in the light and how her green eyes would light up when speaking about something she liked. He’d look at her lips and wonder what it would be like to kiss her. She was his best friend and it did worry things would change which is why he kept it hidden.

David would make excuses to come and see her more often because not seeing her was painful. But now she had started seeing Hercules, a literal Greek god who was good looking with large muscles and perfect hair, of course Snow was obsessed with him, he didn’t blame her, it would be if Aphrodite was around-though David did wonder if her beauty would compare to Snows. He was too afraid to tell Snow how he felt, she was a princess and he was just a shepherd. He couldn’t be with a princess, she was going to marry someone rich and noble and have royal babies while David would be left alone on the farm until he died.

“All right well I have to get back to my mother, those pigs don’t feed themselves.” He was too much of a coward to say how he truly felt, one day she would announce her engagement to a prince her parents chose, and David’s heart would truly break.

____

“Stupid Hercules, with his big muscles and being a half god.” David was angry. Not at Snow, not directly at Hercules either. He was angry at himself for not saying anything sooner.

“Stop stop stop.” Ruth tells her son, she can see his head is not focused. “You realise you're not feeding the pigs anything?” Gesturing to the empty bag of pig feeder.

“Sorry, I guess I’m just a little distracted.”

His mother nods, “I can see that. Go to her. Tell her how you feel before it’s too late.”

David scoffs, “I don’t know what you mean.”

“I’m your mother. I know everything. I see the way you look at her, you’re not just friends anymore are you.” And it wasn’t a question she was asking, it was a fact.

David kisses his mother on the cheek and runs to the palace, he was going to tell Snow how he felt. At last.

When seeing Snow, he would use the servants entrance rather than go through the main gates, it would take him into the kitchens where he’d smile at the head chef who knew him as he went to the passageway that led to a stairway outside Snow’s room. He lingers in the stairway next to her door for a few moments, working up the courage and going over what he was going to say.

“Johanna, I can't believe it!” He hears Snow's voice from inside.

“I take it you had a good time?” Johanna was still Snow's most loyal servant, he had gotten to know the older woman over the years and knew how much Snow loved her.

“He kissed me! Hercules actually kissed me! My first real kiss, I can’t believe it!”

In a matter of seconds David’s heart broke into a million little pieces. He was already too late. Hercules had got there first.

What really hurt was ‘my first real kiss’. David was her first kiss, granted they were both young and it wasn’t anything romantic, Snow dared him to kiss her, and he did. They both laughed about it, it didn’t mean anything. Except it did to him. He thought about it all the time, and as he grew older he wanted to kiss her again. Now he will never get the chance.

____

Snow hadn’t seen David in almost 2 weeks. It was a long time, Snow didn’t have any royal visits or duties planned so why hadn’t he come to see her?

Hercules was also gone, he was going to complete his next labour and he was one step closer to Olympus. Before he left, he kissed her goodbye. It was magical and beautiful, but he was gone. She would miss him, but they had only spent a few weeks together, and she didn’t love him. The kiss was nice, but her heart didn’t belong to him.

David on the other hand. What was it about the shepherd, he made her feel things nobody else did. The only person who knew of her feelings for him was Johanna. She probably knew the moment they met that they would end up falling in love. Except, he only thought of her as a friend. He will only ever think of her as a friend. He was always the little boy she met on the farm, who chased around the chickens and didn’t care that he had dirt on his face, but then over the years he became sweet and Charming, hence his nickname, and she kept thinking about his eyes. She would close her eyes at night and he would appear in her dreams, confessing his undying love for her, but then she would wake up and he would just be her friend.

For some reason he hadn’t been showing up, he would send letters saying he was busy with the farm, or he was making extra trips to the market. Something was up, and she was going to find out what.

She went to find her horse Nightshade, and rode up to his farm. He was there, he wasn’t at the market, and it didn’t seem like he was that busy.

“Hey Charming, you look really busy at Market Day.” She shouts as she dismounts Nightshade and ties him to the tree.

David drops the chicken feed, not expecting to hear her voice. “Dammit.” The chickens are now all around his feet where the food fell, pecking at him. His mother was going to kill him.

“Snow? What are you doing here?”

“What am I doing here?” Snow was shocked, and annoyed that he was feigning innocence, “Where the hell have you been David? I haven’t seen you in almost 2 weeks, I miss my best friend.”

She hears him mumble something, and can’t quite make it out, she thinks she heard Hercules name. “What was that?”

He makes his way out of the chicken cot. “I said, I thought you were too busy courting Hercules.”

“I’m not courting anyone, and certainly not Hercules.” She says standing up straight and poised, careful not to let any emotion slip past her guard,

“No?” He asks, eyebrow raised clearly not believing her.

“No of course not, and I’m not sure why you would think so.”

David shrugs. “Just assumed so, I mean you were spending so much time together.”

“I thought you weren’t jealous?” Snow didn’t know why he was so jealous all of a sudden, even if she was romantically involved with Hercules it shouldn’t matter to David who has not once shown any interest in her other than friendship.

“I’m not jealous.” He’s lying, Snow can tell, she can always tell when someone is lying to her.

“David I’m not sure what is going on with you lately, one moment you’re my friend, the next you’re avoiding me and acting jealous because I’m spending time with someone else.” She wanted answers, she was tired of playing it safe. “If you don’t want to be my friend anymore then I don’t care.”

She turns her back and walks back over to Nightshade, if he was going through something, then he could figure it out on his own.

David swears as he runs to catch up with her. “Look, you were my best friend, still are. But I think I love you Snow. And no, not just as a friend. I think about you all the time, I want to be with you, I want to kiss you again and not laugh about it. I don’t care that I’m just a shepherd, I’m in love with you.” He looks into her green eyes and tries to read her reaction but he can’t, so he continues, “but if you’re with Hercules, how do I stand a chance against someone that’s a Greek god? I know that I’ll never be enough for you, but I want you to know that I’ve been in love with you for years and I don’t think I’ll ever not love you.”

Snow doesn’t say anything. She’s in shock. He loves her? Really loves her? The boy she’s been in love with for years, loves her back?

David watches Snow's facial expressions, sure she’s shocked and thinking and probably finally realising why he had been acting strange the past few weeks. When she doesn’t say anything back, he realises it was a mistake and turns back to his farm.

“Charming wait!” She calls out. Instead of saying anything, she runs over to him, grabs his coat turning him to face her and says nothing as kisses him. She kisses him for the first time, nothing like when they were younger no. This kiss is something she has wanted to do for years, she’s no longer the 9 year old that got kissed by David as a joke, she was 17 and in love with her best friend. He was the only person she wanted to be with.

“Wha-what was that for?” David asks when they finally pull away.

Snow laughs. “Seriously? Charming, I love you too. I think I’ve loved you for years, I just assumed you only ever saw me as a friend. And Hercules by the way, he’s gone. I didn’t love him, it’s you who I want to be with.”

David kisses her again. This was perfect.

_____

Years pass and Snow is still in love with David. David’s mother is over the moon, she wants only happiness for her son. The King and Queen on the other hand were a different story. They loved David, he was a great friend to Snow and he made her happy, they adored him for that reason.

However the kingdom was suffering, they were not as rich as they once were. They always wanted Snow to marry for love, but they didn’t think she would fall for the penniless shepherd. She couldn’t marry him, he would bring no money and no wealth to the kingdom. Snow had to be married to another prince, or a duke from a wealthy kingdom.

The two had spoken about marriage over the years, whilst Snow knew her parents wished for her to marry a nobleman or Prince, she knew they loved her and loved David. She wanted to marry for love and did not think they would have a problem. David on the other hand did have his reservations, whilst he loved Snow and wanted nothing more than to spend the rest of their lives together, he couldn’t imagine actually marrying her and marrying into royalty. Life would be different. But then for Snow it was worth it.

So the two lovers go to the King and Queen to ask for their blessing.

“Your majesties, you know how much I love your daughter. She makes me happy every day and I can't imagine life without her.” He smiles at her and she squeezes his hand in reassurance. “I know I do not come from much, I am but a shepherd but I promise to love and cherish your daughter every day, I wish for your blessing to marry her.”

It’s King Leopold who speaks first. “David, we understand how you feel about our daughter. I do not doubt your intentions.”

Queen Eva picks up where he doesn’t know how to continue, “Snow. Dear sweet Snow, as much as we would love for this union to happen, it simply can’t. Our kingdom will be in debt three years into your marriage if you do not marry a nobleman. We were going to introduce you to the idea of suitors but then the two of you began a courtship of your own and I was hoping you would come to your senses. I’m sorry but we do not accept this union.”

Snow didn’t know what to say, she looked at her parents with wide eyes and shakes her head, lip trembling as she fought the tears that wanted to come out. There was nothing to say to them so she storms out of the palace with David at her heels. It’s only when she is outside the palace walls that she drops down and tears begin to flow.

“Let’s run away together.” Snow tells him a few nights later. Since telling their parents, Snow had been staying with David at the farm, avoiding her parents.

“What?”

“I mean it. Let’s get married, and run away together. I don’t want to be a Princess or Queen if I can’t be with you. So let’s get married, without telling my parents. It can be just you, me, your mom and Johanna. Then we can run away and start our lives together.” Snow was crazy, David thought, but brilliant at the same time.

He kisses her and tells her, “If that’s what you want.”

“I’m only happy if I’m with you.” And she meant it, they were meant to be together, she could feel it.

“In that case.” He drops down to one knee and pulls out the ring he’d had in his pocket for months. It wasn’t new, it wasn’t the fancy jewellery she was used to, he wouldn’t be able to afford that if he tried, he’d end up starving for 2 years before he could buy a cheap metal band. But the ring he gives Snow is special, it’s his mothers, he didn’t want to accept it at first, his parents' marriage didn’t work out. But Ruth said she saw great things in he and Snow's future, she was getting old and wished for nothing more than to see her son get married before she died.

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back at it again (allie flavor)

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