#she takes that boy to CHURCH iykyk

[roszabell]

fine...ill have to do it myself...

[freezerbrldes]

A Long, Unfortunate while

PAIRING. Lucy Gray Baird x Coriolanus Snow

WARNINGS. Mentions of abuse and SA (not too in-depth but its still there)

AUTHOR'S NOTE. This is my first time writing and using Tumblr so please bear with me lol. This series is based on the album Preacher's Daughter by Ethel Cain. If you're unfamiliar with that album I highly recommend listening to it because it is honestly one of the greatest albums in the last decade. I changed some of the story up so it's not so predictable for people who know the lore behind the album. Also, I made Lucy Gray 18 years old and Coryo 20 years old for the sake of this story because it gets pretty dark towards the end (iykyk).

credit to @cafekitsune for dividers

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Chapter One: American Teenager

I stand before the mirror, amazed at how the rainbow dress paired with the cream-colored corset and subtle makeup transformed my features. I’m not one to dress up, but since I’m attending the homecoming dance with Billy Taupe, I need to wear something other than my usual oversized t-shirts and baggy jeans. 

Never in a million years did I think he’d ever ask me out, let alone as his homecoming date. Billy and I grew up together in Shady Grove, a very small town in rural Alabama. We’ve never been close friends in school, but I always had a huge crush on him. He is the star player on the football team and is by far the most sought-after guy in school. 

Billy had been dating Arachne Crane, the captain of the cheer squad and the local bitch of Shady Grove High. He caught her making out with Fetus Creed under the bleachers after a game a few months ago, he broke up with her right on the spot. Since then he has talked to me more than he ever has. I didn’t think much of it until one day after chemistry class he stopped me in the hallway and asked me to homecoming. I was shocked but accepted anyway, hoping it would eventually lead us into a relationship.

I walked down the steps where my mother was ready with her Polaroid camera. 

“Oh my” she exclaimed, “You look beautiful.” She began snapping picture after picture, my eyes closed in almost every single one from how blinding the flash was. She grabbed my arms and tried to position me into a pose, taking even more pictures. After about 10 more photos, I had enough.

“Okay Mama, you got more than enough pictures, I need to go,” I say as I hear Billy pull into the driveway, honking the horn to let me know he’s here. 

“Let me go outside and say hi to the boy, I haven’t seen him in so long,” She says as she tries to open the door and walk outside. I immediately shut the door and blocked it with my body. 

“Please no, mama, he’s in a hurry and we gotta leave right now.” I began cracking open the door and inching my way through before my mother could get outside., not wanting her to embarrass men in front of Billy. 

Billy hops out of the truck and opens the passenger side door for me. 

“Wow, Lucy Gray, you look... stunning,” He says with a laugh as he looks me up and down. I blush at his words, not used to receiving compliments. 

“Thank you, Billy, you look great too” I replied. 

“Oh, Thanks,” Billy said. “It's the same suit I wore to your dad’s funeral.”

My heart sinks at his response.

My father passed away four years ago. He was the preacher at Shady Grove Baptist church for over 25 years. He was well respected around town. Everyone loved him and the services he led every Sunday. If only they knew what a monster that man was when he was not leading the congregation.

He and Mama did a good job of acting like they were happy together whenever they were at church or neighborhood cookouts, but no one could see the bruises that he would leave on my and Mama's bodies sometimes.

I shake myself out of my memories as Billy helps me into his truck and heads towards the school. The drive was mostly quiet. Every now and then he'll ask me about church or tell me about his recent football games, which I pretend to care about.

He parks the truck in the parking lot as I watch all the girls dressed in lavish ball gowns enter the school, they all make mine look insignificant in comparison. Billy helps me out of the truck and into the gymnasium. 

The room was filled to the brim with people, the DJ playing terrible remixes of various pop songs as people danced. I’m not a party girl, never even been to one other than birthday parties as a kid. The thought of the loud music mixed with sweaty bodies grinding against each other was enough to steer me far away from that lifestyle.

“I’m going to get us some punch, I’ll be right back,” Billy says as he maneuvers through the sea of people. 

I find an empty table in the corner away from all the commotion and make my way over to it. I take a seat and watch the crowd as everyone dances along to the music. Billy emerges from the crowd holding two glasses of red punch. 

“Thanks,” I say as I take the drink from him and have a sip. We sit in silence as the opening notes of Time After Time play. Billy looks over at me and places a hand over mine.

“Would you like to dance?” I look down at our hands and then look back at him. 

“Uh, sure, but I’ve never danced before,” I reply, my eyes avoiding his in embarrassment as I finish the last of my punch.

“That’s fine, I’ll teach ya” Billy stands from the table, his hand now holding mine, as he leads us to an empty spot on the dance floor. He places my hands on his shoulders before placing his on my hips. 

Billy began to sway us back and forth with the music and for a moment it felt like we were the only two people in the room. My confidence began to grow as I rested my head on his chest, listening to the beat of his heart instead of the music.

His grip on my waist got tighter as he pulled me closer to his body., my chest now flush against his. He begins kissing up the side of my neck as his hands move further down my waist and he grips my ass. I feel him snake a hand up my thigh and under my dress.

“Billy, what are you doing?” I muttered, trying to push his hands off of me, but his grip was too strong. At the same time, I began to feel a little dizzy, Did he put something in my punch?

"Just relax, baby," He whispers into my ear. He then grinds his crotch into my thigh as his hands search for the waistband of my panties.

"Billy, stop, let me go," I beg quietly, but he ignores my pleas.

Before he could get any further, a shrill voice spoke, causing Billy and I to both jump.

“Well, well, well, if it isn’t Lucy Gray Baird, what a surprise! I wasn’t expecting Billy to bring you to homecoming. I see he’s almost won the bet.” Arachne laughed, and her cheerleader friends giggled along with her. “Arachne, leave her alone,” Billy muttered, getting in between her and me. 

“Bet? What bet?” I questioned. “Billy, what is she talking about?” 

“I-It’s nothing Lucy Gray really-” 

“Billy made a bet with Festus that he could get laid by the preacher’s daughter,” Arachne interrupted, grinning widely. 

My face heated up as I felt tears well up in my eyes. This was all part of a bet? I thought to myself. I glared at Billy as he desperately tried to talk his way out of this.

“I-I wasn’t being serious, We were just joking around, I would never try to pressure you into anything I swear.” He stutters, his hand scratching the back of his neck.

“Did you really think Billy would ever go for you willingly?” Arachne snickered, “You look like a circus clown in that dress, and besides, the only reason he came here tonight with you is to get a quick 50 bucks”

“That’s not true, I came here with you because I-” Billy is cut off by Arachne’s giggling once again.

“Oh my god Billy, you like her?”

“N-no, I didn’t say that-” Billy adds, before he finished his sentence I turned away and headed towards the door. Before I could get to the door, Arachne cut me off and threw her punch all over my dress, staining it a dark scarlet red. I felt all eyes on me as she began to laugh. Soon it sounded like everyone in the room was laughing at me.

I pushed my way through the crowd and ran out the door and through the parking lot, walking down the empty, dark road. The sound of cicadas chirping in the trees surrounded me as I made my way down the street.

I had no clue if it was whatever Billy slipped into my punch, but all I wanted to do was run into the forest and let the wildlife consume me alive. Anything at this point would be better than facing everyone in class on Monday, especially Billy and Acrachne, but the thought of leaving Mama all alone, not knowing what happened to me quickly sucked me right out of that thought.

About 30 minutes into my walk, Headlights illuminate the road as they head towards me. An old beat-up pickup truck pulls over on the side of the road a few feet in front of me. As I walk past the window is rolled down to reveal a young man with long blond hair behind the wheel.

“You know, it's not safe to walk on the side of the road when it's this dark,” he says with a friendly smile,  “Do you need a ride?” 

I took a moment to think. I hear a lot of horror stories about women getting kidnapped from hitchhiking like this, but this guy looks very nice and he seems to be worried about my safety. There’s no a way crazed serial killer would ever be in a town this small anyway. 

“Yeah, I’d love that,” I answered as I approached the truck, getting into the passenger seat. I got in and gave him directions to my house, which was about 25 minutes away from the school. 

“My name’s Coriolanus, what’s yours?” He asks, I notice his accent is a lot different from anyone around here, he must be from out of town. 

“Lucy Gray,” I replied as he began to drive.

“Lucy Gray.. That’s a pretty name,” He smiles at me. 

“You don’t sound like you’re from here, where are you from?” I asked, looking over at his large collection of cassette tapes on the dashboard. From the looks of it, he must really like Metallica.

“I’m from Florida, I’m just passing through here on my way to California.” He answers as he lights a cigarette. 

“You’re driving from Florida to California? Isn’t that like a 40-hour drive?” I inquired, this man has to be insane or something to wanna do that all by himself.

“Yes, it's a very long drive,” he laughed. “My father was a truck driver and would always come home talking about how therapeutic driving all across America was, I’m hoping I’ll find it just as therapeutic as he did,” Coriolanus mutters, he looked almost sad for a second but quickly snapped out of it. "And there are so many more opportunities for me out there than there are back home."

I could almost sense the sadness in the air as he spoke about his father, he must have lost his father too. Almost like he knew I was going to question him about his father, he spoke again.

“May I ask what you are dressed up for?” He asks, glancing at my dress.

“I was at the homecoming dance tonight at school, my date was a dick so I left,” I said, playing with my hands in my lap as I spoke.

“God, that sucks,” Coriolanus replied, “well, he’s missing out big time, you are a very beautiful girl” he looks over at me and smiles sweetly. “What’s all that red on your dress?”

“My date’s ex-girlfriend decided to throw her drink at me before I left, I guess she was jealous that I went to the dance with him instead of her,” I said as I laughed slightly, feeling comfortable around Coriolanus as I spoke about my humiliating experience.

“Yeah, I imagine,” He says as he looks over my dress once more.

I watched Coriolanus as he continued to drive down the dark highway. He notices and quickly looks over, his eyes meet mine for the first time. I’m taken aback by his blue eyes are, they're almost as blue as a clear sunny sky. He smiles as I blush and look back down at my lap nervously.

“I’ve always dreamed of leaving Shady Grove, starting a new life in a big city somewhere,” I confessed. 

Coriolanus looked at me as I stared out the window.

“I know we don’t know each other at all,” he started, “but if you were up for it, you could join me on my trip.”

I looked over at him again, my eyes lit up. 

“You want me to stay?” I asked, a smile forming on my lips.

“I won’t force you into anything of course, but I could really use the company,” Coriolanus smiled, “I feel like I might go insane driving all by myself,” He laughs as he waits for me to answer.

Living in a small town, you’re not really taught to not talk to strangers. Everyone knows everyone, a little too much sometimes. Coriolanus seems like a genuinely good person, and he’s offering me a chance to escape, one that may never come again. I know my Mama would miss me, but once I get to California I’ll be sure to write her to let her know I’m okay. This is my one shot at leaving the town, and I'm not about to pass it up.

“I’d love to join you, Coriolanus,” I replied, grinning at him once again.

He looks at me, returning a smile.

“Well then, let’s get out of here, Lucy Gray.”

[midnightstar-90]

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Georgie Cooper x Reader

Request: Anonymous x- i’m craving some georgie cooper angst! how about his way too oblivious to see that y/n is in love with him even after giving hints (but the hints are not too over the top iykyk) and as each day goes by the reader gets more pissed that he isn’t saying or realising anything so we either give the silent treatment or keep our distance until finally he begs us to tell him what’s wrong… than all spills out at once LOL you can for sure pick the ending!

Warnings: Slight Angst

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It was a normal Tuesday morning for the Cooper family. Mary could be found in the kitchen making both breakfast and lunch for her children and husband, while everyone else struggled to get ready. Sheldon was once again looking for his bow tie that he knew he didn’t misplace, and Missy sat back and watched in amusement as she also insulted his everyday look. On the other hand, Georgie and George were in a screaming match with each other one the bathroom. You see, Georgie was doing his hair (and you know that takes a hot minute), but George was over patiently waiting for his son.

“Boy, you’ve been in there for over 15 minutes. If you don’t get your buy out here-“ George said before being interrupted by his son. “Relax dad. I’ll be out in a minute.” George groaned at Georgie’s words before he was once again knocking at the door.

Mary would’ve helped the situation, but theirs was everyday. If Mary stopped to help her family everyday, there would never be any time to get breakfast and lunch finished. But something else held up Mary’s morning. Something new.

Ding! Dong!

It was interesting because no one ever came to their house I’m the morning, on a school day. Mary was quick to walk over to the door. She opened the door to see Y/N Y/L/N standing there with that sweet and innocent smile on her face and a covered pan of what smelt to be cookies.

“Hello Mrs.cooper!” The girl kindly said as her smile grew slightly larger.

“Hello- Y/N was it?” Mary asked the girl. She nodded her head, continuing to smile.

You see, Mary didn’t know the girl, but everyone in town knew about the girl. She lived a few blocks away which was strange because School started in an hour. But everyone knew her for her reputation. She was the lead singer in the church’s choir, and in every performance she wore the best. When she wasn’t at school or church, she rode horses on her grandparents farm and became horse riding state champion four times straight. But that didn’t help Mary understand why she was at her house with freshly baked cookies.

“I’m sorry for asking this, but why are you here?” Mary asked, confused.

“Oh, well, I made these for Georgie. I woke up early to make these for him.”

As soon as the girl said “Georgie” Mary saw the blue cowboys jersey the girl seemed to be wearing. She immediately knew what was going on. A smile erupted on Mary’s face as she realized the crush the girl had for her son.

“Oh, well, that was very sweet of you. I will be sure to give them to him.”

“Okay. Have a nice day, Mrs. Cooper,” the girl said, walking back towards her house.

Mary went back into her house to find George going into the kitchen. She ran up to her husband and gave him a pay on his shoulder to get his attention.

“George. George. Look,” Mary said pointing to the still warm plate in her hand.

“What? Cookies? Don’t mind if I do,” George tried to take one but Mary was quick to move the container away from him.

“No, George. There for Georgie.”

“Georgie?”

“Yes, Georgie. He has an admirer!”

“Who? That Y/L/N girl?”

“Yeah. How did you know about it?”

“Because she comes to Georgie’s practices and games, cheering him on. She even does it when he’s on the bench. You know, she would make a great cheerleader. I also noticed that those innocent clothes she normally wear’s isn’t so innocent,” George says, grabbing a beer.

Mary gave her husband a look before seeing her children with their backpacks on and ready for school. Mary and George shifted a little and went back to their day.

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“Hey Georgie!” Y/N said, waking up to Georgie’s locker.

“Hey Y/N, did you enjoy the game last night?” Georgie adopted the girl.

“Yeah! No matter how many times you were tackled, you still were amazing out there. The Wolves are no one doubt gonna win championships,” Y/N spoke with a beaming smile.

Georgie gives her a confused smile. She was oddly positive about championships knowing that they lost last night… And every game before that.

“Yeah,” Georgie paused. “Hey, listen, I've got this chemistry homework that is kicking my ass. Do you think you could solve the last couple of problems for me?”

“No,” she thought, watching Georgie grab the paper from his backpack.

Y/N looked at Georgie bewildered. “U-uh. Yeah- I mean. Sure-yeah, I'll solve it for you, she stuttered.

“Sick! Well, here. It's due 8th period, so can you finish it by lunch? Oh, and make sure to get a couple wrong. Don't want them catching on.”

Y/N nodded.

“Cool, well I gotta go. See you later! Oh, and your Jersey is really nice,” Georgie called out from the middle of the hall.

Y/N sighed. What did she get herself into?

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“So, he just handed you his homework?,” Wanda, Y/N’s friend, asked from across the lunch table.

Y/N sat in her seat with a pout on her face as she poked the mysterious blob on her tray. After a couple of minutes, the motion wasn't as satisfying anymore. Y/N moved the tray to the side with a sad moan. She looked to the right of where her tray once sat to find the finished chemistry homework Georgie had asked for. In disappointment, Y/N let out another sad moan before laying her head facing down on the table, so the only thing she could see was her feet.

“Hey, your man is walking over here. This is your chance to redeem yourself by asking him out,” Wanda spoke up, making Y/N quickly lift her head.

She looked behind herself to see the oldest Cooper boy walking towards her. Y/N couldn't help but stare at his features. His mullet-styled curls. His glistening blue eyes. The list could go on, which was exactly why the girl started freaking out.

“You’re gonna be good, girl. Imma give y'all some time to talk,” Wanda said, getting up from her seat.

Y/N took her eyes to find Wanda walking away. “No. Wanda. No, you can't leave me here.” It was no use. The girl was already out of the lunchroom.

“Hey, Y/N,” a familiar Texan voice rang out behind her. Y/N turned back to find Georgie standing behind her. He took a seat right next to her, making her close her eyes in order to control herself. “I was wondering if that chemistry assignment was finished.”

Y/N’s eyes flew open, “No- i mean- yes! Yes, it's done, but…” Y/N sighed. “Georgie, I like you. I like you more than a friend. That's why I baked you cookies at 4 a.m, I wore this jersey, I did your homework. I didn't know how to tell you, so I tried to apply myself to your interest. I don't like football. I like horseback riding. But you like football, so…”

Y/N became worried when Georgie didn't speak. His face stayed the same, causing Y/N’s nerves to spiral. All of a sudden, Y/N couldn't handle it anymore, and so she ran. She ran and hid in the girl's bathroom until the bell for everyone to be in class rang.

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Y/N ended up getting called home by the nurse because she said she felt nauseous. Her father drove her home as she silently stared out the window in regret.

Regret for saying something to Georgie.

Regret for doing those things for Georgie.

Regret for Falling for Georgie.

She thought it was a mistake to be falling for the hottest boy in school. She felt that she was a fool to think she actually had a chance with him. She should have just listened to her mom and continued to be her.

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Y/N now laid in her bed, looking out the window as she watched a car pull up in her driveway. She had never seen the car before. She got up from her spot to see George and Georgie Cooper sitting in the car. Y/N stayed out of sight as she watched them speak to each other.

Eventually, Georgie got out of the car alone. He walked up to her door at the same time the doorbell rang through the house. Y/N slept right above the front door so she heard everything.

Her mother opened the door in shock to see the Cooper boy standing on their porch after today's events. Not after Y/N cried into her mother's side until she fell asleep from exhaustion.

“Good evening, Mrs. Y/L/N. Y/N left early, so I was hoping she was okay. We had a talk earlier and I don't think I did the right thing,” Georgie spoke. It didn't sound rehearsed. It sounded genuine. Y/N decided to listen more closely.

“Wow! That was really sweet, but I don't think Y/N’s feeling herself right now. Maybe another time,” Y/M/N said.

“Oh. Well, could you give her this when she does feel better?” Georgie said.

There was a slight pause before her mother spoke again. “Sure thing, Georgie. You have a good night, now.”

“You too, ma'am.”

That was all Georgie said before Y/N heard the door close. She watched out the window once more to see Georgie get back in the car. He spoke with his father once more before their car pulled out of the driveway. Georgie looked up towards Y/N’s window, and then looked into each other's sad eyes before the Cooper's vehicle was completely out of sight.

Hearing the stairs start to creak, Y/N quickly got back in her bed and under the covers before fake sleeping. Her door opened. Footsteps sounded from the floorboards before a dip appeared next to the girl on her bed.

“Are you feeling better?” her mother asked, staring at the wall across from the bed.

There was no response.

“You probably heard Georgie talking downstairs.”

Still no response.

“I'm just gonna leave the note he left on your desk.”

That was all she said before walking out the room. Y/N stayed asleep for a couple more minutes to make sure the coast was clear. She left her bed and grabbed the note off the desk.

The note read, “Dear Y/N,

I'm sorry for how things ended. Start over? Here's my number.

(541)-***-****

-Georgie

P.S. I like you too ❤️

Y/N smiled at the note. She was finally getting her chance. Now, another problem arose.

What should she wear to visit the Cooper residence?

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[kxisuke]

hi!! i love your writting. can i request a story about a love triangle between Levi, reader and Farlan? you could add whatever you want…. iykyk

need to know

pairings: levi ackerman + farlan church x fem!reader

summary: you couldn't choose between the two of them. they had to settle it one way or the other... sharing is caring, right?

warnings: NSFW/smut content ahead, 18+ only!, unprotected sex, multiple orgasms

word count: 2k

a/n: FARLAN IS SUCH AN UNDERRATED CHARACTER (he's fine asf too) THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING THIS i enjoyed writing this a lot so bless you anon and enjoy this absolutely disaster of a story :D (maybe i'll continue this as a series??)

note: all the characters are aged up!

Farlan’s smile. Levi’s seriousness.

Levi’s kindness. Farlan’s generosity

There was always something to love about both. They were opposites, but you loved them both equally. And your heart couldn’t choose.

“Hey, y/n.” You turn from where you’re standing at the stove, making dinner for the night, surprised to see Farlan behind you.

“Oh, hey Farlan.” He inhales the smell of the soup you’re making, a smile breaking out on his face.

“Wow. That smells delicious.” A blush spreads on your cheeks and you turn back to the food in an attempt to hide it. “Do you need help with anything?” You look back, scanning the kitchen for anything he could do. You settle on handing him the spoon.

“Stir this. But no taste testing.” A sneaky grin creeps on his lips, but he nods.

“I can’t guarantee anything, y/n.” You chuckle to yourself, turning around before your heart leaps out of your chest. Busying yourself prepping the table, Farlan continues to make comments from where he’s standing, and you can’t help but laugh at his jokes.

Levi watches from the doorway, surprised that the two of you haven’t noticed his presence yet. He can’t help the scowl on his face, it’s not fair that Farlan beat him to the kitchen. He was supposed to help you, but Isabel held him back and apparently Farlan had the same idea. Entering the room, he hides the annoyance on his face and sits down at the table. Farlan’s the first to notice his friend, and he speaks up from the stove.

“Levi! Glad you could join us. Where’s Isabel?” He only shrugs, eyes staying locked on your body as you move through the kitchen, putting down plates and utensils. The red-haired girl comes bounding in soon after, going to take a seat next to Levi. He sticks his hand out, preventing her from sitting.

“This seat is for y/n.” Isabel narrows her eyes but complies, sitting across from him instead. With the help of Farlan, you bring over bowls of soup for everyone, making sure to grab the basket of freshly baked bread from the counter. You sit next to Levi, and he smiles appreciatively when you hand him his bowl. Everyone starts to dig in, but Levi’s the first to speak up.

“Thanks for dinner, y/n. It’s delicious, as always.” You blush and smile, butterflies erupting in your stomach.

“Yeah, don’t mention it. I’m glad you like it.” Levi turns back to his bowl, but not before meeting eyes with Farlan. Something invisible passes between them, but suddenly the tension at the table increases to the point where every spoonful of your soup is awkward. Isabel eyes the two boys, who are both silently eating, before glancing at you. Understanding flashes in her eyes and she smirks down at her meal. You all eat in silence, except for the occasional passing of bread around.

“Here, y/n. I’ll take your plate.” Farlan reaches across the table, grabbing your empty bowl as well as his own. Thanking him silently, you don’t notice Levi shoot him a glare from where he’s sitting.

“Farlan. Can I talk to you outside for a second?” Levi stands from his spot at the table and dumps his bowl in the sink, walking silently to the door. Farlan glances at you and Isabel before following Levi out the door onto the balcony.

“What’s up, Levi?” He takes a seat on the ledge, and Levi stays standing behind, closer to the door.

“You know what’s up.” Farlan suppresses the urge to roll his eyes and turns back to face his friend.

“Okay, you know what? Let’s make a deal. Because I don’t want to fight with you over something like this. We’re friends. We shouldn’t let a girl drive us apart.” Levi raises an eyebrow at his suggestion, and folds his arms over his chest.

“I’m interested.” Farlan grins, turning back to face the city.

“How about this. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I can tell that y/n has feelings for at least one of us. You should see the way I catch her looking at me sometimes.” Levi rolls his eyes, letting a sigh escape his lips, but doesn’t say anything.

“Anyway, since Isabel’s gonna be out tonight, we can... y’know… how do they say it on the surface... ménage à trois.” Levi’s eyes widen and he can feel his body heat up, but he brushes all the dirty thoughts running through his mind aside when Farlan climbs down from the ledge, holding his hand out.

“What about it, friend? We can see which one of us she likes better.” Levi accepts Farlan’s outstretched hand and shakes it once, failing to suppress the smirk appearing on his face.

“Deal.”

~

“Alright, I'm heading out for the night. I’ll see you guys tomorrow!” Isabel slings her backpack over her shoulder, and you turn from your spot on the couch. Offering a smile and a wave, you bid her farewell before the door shuts and locks behind her. Levi’s sitting on the seat across from you, flipping through a book, and Farlan’s nowhere to be seen.

A moment passes and you sit in silence, your eyes focused on your book. You don’t pay any mind to Levi when he closes his book and puts it aside, standing and walking somewhere, eyes not leaving where you’re sitting.

“What is it, Levi?” He stops in front of you, wordlessly taking the book out of your hands and placing it aside. Without warning, he reaches down and caresses your cheek, bringing your lips to connect with his.

Your heart races and butterflies erupt in your stomach as you move your lips against his, a peculiar feeling growing in your stomach. Excitement? Nervousness? You can’t quite place it. Levi grabs your waist, bringing you to your feet and clumsily leading you towards his bedroom, lips still on yours. As he shuts the door to his room, you immediately register what’s about to happen. You can barely get words out of your mouth as Levi takes off your sweater, kissing down your neck and across your collarbone.

“Wait, Levi… what- what about Farlan? He’s-”

“Right here, love.” Levi pushes you gently down onto the bed, right into Farlan’s lap, smirking at the surprise in your eyes.

“Wha-”

“Shh, we’ll take care of you, darling.” You don’t have any objections, and within moments your clothes are gently removed from your body and tossed aside, Levi kissing down your body and Farlan’s hands exploring every inch of your body.

Gasps and tiny moans slip out of your lips as Farlan’s hands brush over your nipples, rolling the perky buds between his fingers until your body feels like it’s on fire, the feeling from earlier coming back at full force until you finally realize what it is.

I want them. I want them so badly.

“P-please...” Your small voice catches the two boys by surprise, and eyes turn to you, your face flushed crimson and eyes pleading with them. “D-do something.”

Like a switch flipped in both of their minds, they don’t hesitate for a second to give you what you want, Levi grabbing hold of your waist and flipping you over onto your stomach, your ass hanging off the end of the bed.

“Wanna go first, Farlan?” His head perks up at the offer, and he climbs of the bed and within seconds you can feel him pushing his length between your folds, your slick coating his cock. You hear the shaky groan leave his mouth before he slowly pushes into you, an almost strangled moan leaving your mouth at the feeling of him bottoming out in you.

“Good girl, taking him so well.” Levi lifts your head up with his fingers, gently caressing your cheek. You avert your eyes, embarrassed that he’s seeing you in such a vulnerable position, panting and moaning as Farlan’s hips move in a steady pace, slowly driving you mad.

“Hey, eyes on me, baby.” Your eyes turn back in obedience, and Levi takes in the sight before him, of his friend coming undone behind you and the one he loves practically sobbing because of the feeling that Farlan’s giving her. What he doesn’t expect is for you to take his throbbing cock in your delicate hands, stroking his shaft, fingers brushing over his tip. He bites down hard on his lip to hide the sounds threatening to come out of his mouth, but he can’t help his body’s response to your actions, cock twitching in your hands.

In moments, Farlan has you gripping the sheets, white clouding your vision for a moment and a cry of pleasure leaving your lips as you finally reach your high, Farlan following closely after, the feeling of your walls squeezing around him becoming too much for even him to handle.

“F-fuck, y/n...” Your body drops down in exhaustion on the bed, your actions on Levi forgotten as you take heavy breaths to calm your racing heart.

“We’re not done quite yet.” Levi’s voice makes goosebumps appear across your body, a yelp leaving your mouth as he grabs your hips, gently flipping you over so you’re now facing upwards on the bed. You cover your eyes with your arm, not able to look him in the eyes as you’re completely exposed in front of them both.

“Don’t be shy, y/n. You’re safe here.” Farlan kisses your forehead and your insecurities seem to melt away, and Levi takes your wrist and moves it away from your eyes. Sinking into you, he can’t hold back the sounds that come out of his mouth at the feeling of finally being inside you.

Curling your hands into fists, the soft fabric of the bedsheets clenching between your fingers, your body tries to keep up with the fast pace Levi sets. His hips snap into yours at an almost inhuman speed, one of his hands pressed gently on your abdomen and the other gripping your waist to the point you think it might bruise. But you can barely feel it over the flaming sensation covering your entire body, your mind blanking and everything else around you disappearing, your mind only focused on the two boys in the room with you.

“G-gonna...can’t- ah!” Your back arches off the mattress and another orgasm hits you, your legs trembling from where they’re wrapped around Levi’s waist, and your eyes rolling back into your head out of pleasure.

“Shit- I'm close too...” His breath is heavy and the pace he set earlier flies out the window, his thrusts becoming sloppy as his orgasm dangles just out of his reach. One look down at you and your pretty face, all fucked out because of his own actions, and he can’t help himself. With a muffled groan, he spills his load inside you, mind going blank for just a moment as he relishes in this feeling.

Farlan gives Levi a moment to recover as he stands and turns the lock on the door, grabbing the towel he got earlier and using it to gently clean you up. Him and Levi put their boxers back on, helping you back into your undergarments and sliding one of Levi’s shirts over your form. They pull you down on the bed, lying on either side of you, watching you slowly drift off into a peaceful sleep.

“I wonder who she’ll choose.” Farlan’s voice is quiet so as to not disturb you, and Levi can’t help but sigh.

“Yeah. Let's not think about that right now, though. I was just able to have sex with the one person I actually have feelings towards, and the last thing I want on my mind right now is the possibility that she could choose my best friend over me.” Both boys turn to face you, watching your chest rise and fall with your breath, each one of them admiring different parts of you that they love.

“You’re right, Levi. Let’s just get some rest.”

[ificanthaveu]

ROMANCE REVIEW

ok so here’s me hyping up Camila for longer than anyone asked for but this album...is just so good and when she said visual I’m like yeah ok but... I SAW so many things and so many lyrics/songs reminded me of things that have happened to me and I’m like, you know what? time to overshare

TRACK 1 SHAMELESS: ok so obviously I’ve listened to this before like a million times, but when I first heard it, I was very much like... I don’t like it. and then I listened to it again and I’m like haha nevermind I was wrong (i do this all the time don’t @ me I know I suck) the way she says “shameless” with that rasp? screaming her lungs out? yeah, bitch, I feel that. I hear that. and just the whole vibe of YEAH I feel this way and WHAT ABOUT IT.

favorite lyrics: “Now that you have me, do you want me still?” “I’m tired of loving somebody that’s not mine”

TRACK 2 LIVING PROOF: Every performance of this...makes me love it more and more. The choir singing hallelujah...gave me the VISUALS bc ya girl grew up Catholic, and I couldn’t help but imagine that Easter day where everyone is praising and saying hallelujah and it’s just such a pure JOY. and with the God references and “being sent to save me” just getting major church vibes. AND her high notes in the chorus...we stan a queen with TALENT. I love how she references hands a few times because I just love when you can communicate something just through touch. I think that is truly the deepest form of knowing someone. 

favorite lyrics: “Tell me something, but say it with your hands, slow” “Show your demons, and I might show you mine, one at a time”

TRACK 3 SHOULD’VE SAID IT: ok now I’m just going to sit here with my jaw dropped open because SIS said what we’ve been saying for SO LONG. The theme of “change” is so strong in this, and I just love how she portrays it. And her talking about the songs not sounding the same...she’s literally like yeah I get you wrote songs about me, but have you heard of imessage? a phone? But this is the kind of song that I want to scream at the top of my lungs and dance to in my living room, but, alas, I cannot relate. I can’t get one person to love me, how tf would I get 2? And the way she says “so sorry” like she...is not sorry. and I LOVE IT and it just really drives the point across, like, I’ve moved on, you didn’t say anything. 

favorite lyrics: “baby, he fell from grace, landed right in your place” “I wish you could turn back time, and hold me closer, instead of your pride” (OUCH BABY YES SING IT)

TRACK 4 MY OH MY: catch me shakin my ass to this till I die. I just love the FEEL of this. and her YELLING “I swear on my life that I’ve been a good girl” and the “Tonight I don’t wanna be her” like yes bitch let her be BAD for a night baby you GO GIRL. Listen, I will never get sick of the falling for a bad boy narrative. Sign me the fuck up, every damn time. Like, yeah? I’ve been good, time to be bad bitch. and her LAUGHS during the rap. I love her wow. The chorus is just so CATCHY. It’s just sooo bad boy narrative, my parents don’t like him, not being a good girl for the night, and again, always a hoe for that. ALWAYS.

favorite lyrics: “I said, if he kissed me, I might let it happen” “She know I’m a call away, she can drop a pin and I’d come meet her” 

TRACK 5 SENORITA: I’ve talked about this 5 million times, but I’m a proud mom so here we go again! The fact that they collabed again, was enough to fuel me for years, bc my prime was during IKWYDLS. What a good era. This song makes me feel DAMN SEXY. I want every song to make me feel this way. every time they say “oh la la” just send me to my grave. and shawn’s “call” during the chorus...speechless still. I love a good friends to lovers (in song and IRL we love that for them). I just love the aspect of yeah it’s hard to leave you but every time we touch just reminds me that this is all worth it. AGAIN with the TOUCH being just the most intimate way of knowing someone. 

favorite lyrics: “her body fit right in my hands” “you say we’re just friends, but friends don’t know the taste” “cause you know it’s been a long time coming, don’t you let me fall” 

TRACK 6 LIAR: this bb was my fave when it came out with shameless. I LOVE the whole theme of I said one thing but now you’re changing my mind and making me seem like a liar. I also love the trumpets. I love a good trumpet in a song if it’s used well. AND with the whole, yeah I’m a liar, and what about it? I like clapping along to the bridge in the car. and then fuckin dancing to the chorus. peep me screaming this in my car all the gah damn time. also, the lying to yourself? the worst kind. and this song just being the RECOGNIZATION of yeah... I am lying to myself. you KNOW? like that “oh fuck” feeling, like you’ve been denying it and denying it and denying it and finally you’re just like...oh shit. and then you just fuckin GO FOR IT because you realize it now and now we’re making up for lost time. and then the final “cause my clothes are on the floor” jaw DROP first time hearing that like yes baby. and I usually skip instrumentals at the end of songs bc I usually think they’re stupid and pointless ope but THIS is the only one I don’t skip because it’s too damn catchy

favorite lyrics: “I don't care, it's been too long, It's kinda like we didn't happen” “but what if you kiss me, and what if I like it?” 

TRACK 7 BAD KIND OF BUTTERFLIES: my heart hurts, honestly. like in that first chorus where she’s like you’re going to hate me after you find this out. just BREAKS me. it’s just very stuck between a rock and a hard place. she wasn’t going to win this fight. it was going to hurt no matter what she decided. she was going to hurt someone she cared about no matter what she chose. the way she says “tonight” with that note run yes baby yes. and like living proof, I love the high note chorus. and the way she says “the bad kind of butterflies like when you have something to hide” like I FELT that shit. those kinds of butterflies are the freaking WORST when you just know you have to tell someone about something because it’s just eating you alive. her voice just perfectly portrays the feeling this song encapsulates. 

favorite lyrics: “don’t look at me while I’m breaking” “I understand if you hate me” “I know I said we were friends and when I said that, I meant it, somewhere between now and then it became more than just a friendship”

TRACK 8 EASY: out of her songs that came out before the album was released, this was my favorite. just...i get so speechless and I have no words, it’s just so beautiful. like having someone who loves you, who sees your flaws, and doesn’t freaking care. like that first verse is like “yeah we both know I got flaws but you love me anyway.” and the whole thing of really, really knowing someone and really, really loving them is just so damn heartwarming. and feeling hard to love? yeah, Camila, I GET THAT. someone find me a man who feels this way about me. and just having someone...who loves you...until you can love yourself... I want one. and again with the TOUCHING, I see a theme here baby and I’ll talk more on that later. that bridge just freaking hits me and when she sang this on SNL I could just SEE how much this song meant to her and she looked so content singing it. 

favorite lyrics: “You tell me that you'd rather fight than spend a single peaceful night with somebody else” “tell me with your hands that you’re never leaving” “All I know is you saved me and you know it” 

TRACK 9 FEEL IT TWICE: this...hurt me. because this is my worst fear. like having someone fall for you, and you don’t feel it, and then suddenly to be in love with them and for them to be like I’m sorry but I don’t feel that way anymore. and I just love that this one is a lot less of “you fucked up” like should’ve said it and more like “I hate that things had to happen this way and I don’t want to hurt you but I can’t do anything else.” it’s heart-wrenching. and just WISHING that this wasn’t the case, but it’s just how it is. because that’s how love works. you can’t force it if it isn’t there anymore or was never there at all. and keeping the distance because there’s nothing else you can do and it’s the only option because there’s just this tension no matter what you do. because it’s there no matter what. and the PARALLEL of “how can I be your friend when I know the way you taste” and “but friends don’t know the way you taste” in senorita makes me think that she was writing this song while she was writing senorita and that’s why she added it in later. but pertaining to my life... I don’t relate because I feel everything like 8 million times and I catch feelings for anyone who looks at me and I go back and forth on crushes all the time (there are like 5 coming to my head rn wow I am the worst).

favorite lyrics: “Oh, I'm scared if I look in your eyes, I might see your soul, I know love is the loneliest place when you fall alone” “Sitting by the phone, holding onto hope” “I can feel you still staring at me when I look away” “I don't know what's worse, getting broken or making it break” (it’s hard to pick favorites for this one WHOOPS) 

TRACK 10 DREAM OF YOU: I like the music in this one a LOT. I feel this shit in my SOUL. and “he’s a right answer” reminded me of the most recent episode of The Good Place (iykyk). also, I don’t know WHY but I love the line with “a confessed sinner” bc, again, ya girl grew up Catholic. he got that post confession GLOW. that “I just got everything off my chest, and I feel GREAT.” and this one, with all she’s doing all day, is dreaming of him, yeah I am a hardcore daydreamer. so that’s me hello. and the transition of “I dream of you” to “I dream with you”...take my heart and throw it at a wall. the DESPERATION in “please say you dream of me too” like PLEASE tell me this is mutual because you literally take up all my time so please tell me you feel the same way. 

favorite lyrics: “And you squeeze my hands two times, three times” “I was not living, I was just writing about it” (this is me a lot and I feel attacked)

TRACK 11 CRY FOR ME: this high key reminds me of “Dead” by Madison Beer. but anyways. it’s so SASSY and I LOVE IT. I just love the feeling of someone moving on first, and then the other person moving on, and then the first person being like oh shit what you moved on what. like just wanting someone to HURT because what the FUCK? like why do you gotta do this bro? and just the yeah I know I shouldn't feel this way but fuck it. and I love that just lie to me. like you know what, tell me you miss me, so I can feel good about this. and the screaming in “HOW CAN YOU BE OK” like BITCH I’m HURTING so CRY PLEASE

favorite lyrics: “You said that, in this lifetime, you could never get over me? Are you over me?” “see her lips erasing me” 

TRACK 12 THIS LOVE: this is one of my favorites. I love how it’s soft? but also, not soft at all. like FUCK this love. the building walls just to watch them fall? like yes, sis I just wrote a poem about this a few months ago bc it is me. like that person, you built walls up before and they just keep knocking them down. and then you regret it, every time and build them up again (s/o to my shit middle school friend yike) and just the feeling of getting pulled in this cycle over and over again. you can just HEAR the desperation in her voice in parts of this and I love when you can hear that. I also like the use of “maybe” like this love is fucking hell but maybe don’t let me go just yet but on the other hand, maybe you should. AND ending with the “here I go again” just yeah stab me in the heart. 

favorite lyrics: “Waiting for you just in case one day it doesn’t hurt” “get out of my veins” “If you need your space, then just walk away”

TRACK 13 USED TO THIS: pull out your tissues ladies. I was most excited about this one, and she PULLED THROUGH and lived up to my expectations. I’m always a sucker for the whole vibe of “I hated this place but now I have this special memory there and now I love it.” the transformation from hate to love in so many ways. to find a person who does that, it just doesn’t happen a lot. now time to unnecessarily connect it to my life but not really because ladies and gents, I fell for my best friend. he was the most amazing guy ever. and he was my best friend and suddenly it was like...oh fuck. and the line about whispering his name differently and can’t you hear it? just reminded me of him right away. because of that FEELING of seeing them and knowing you have these feelings and being like...can you hear the change in my voice? (he didn’t btw. that was sad. this song will be “what could've been” for me. lol. bye). and the “feeling” with that touching again HELLO. and the drink clinks in the background love that. friends to lovers? yeah, sign me the fuck up. and I love the use of “definitely” like that hesitation of yeah it’s going to take me a sec but I’m DEFINITELY getting used to this. 

favorite lyrics: “No, I never liked San Francisco, never thought it was nothing special till you kissed me there” “It's the strangest feeling, midnight, I'm not leaving, no, for once, I think I'll stay" “I say your name, just listen, doesn't it sound different? Never whispered it this way” “And the calluses on your fingers, I admire them from a distance, now they're on my cheek” “oh, I've known you forever, now I know you better” “let’s get carried away” (i should’ve just copied and pasted the whole song I’m in love)

TRACK 14 FIRST MAN: ok. I know I said grab your tissues. but here’s where you really need them. when I say I sobbed, I freaking MEAN IT. like I was getting ready for school this morning at 6 am while listening to the album and it was only me and my dad awake and this just hit me so hard. I’m super close with my dad, so I really really feel this. Once the song was done, I went and found him and I was still crying and he’s like WHATS WRONG and I gave him a hug and I tried to explain what it was about and he’s like yeah no won’t listen to it. going to cry. then I texted him later and he listened and you bet my father cried as hard as I did. he literally said he was in the bathroom trying to compose himself (spoiler, my scary dad is soft af but don’t tell anyone and expose him. literally the other night i said i probably cry every day and he said yeah me too). it’s so soft, and just, yes this is happening, but that doesn’t mean I’m cutting you out of my life. like this man is everything you ever wanted for me, and I know this is damn hard, but it’s going to be worth it. and the transition of spending all the time with family to spending time with this man you want a future with. and like y’all know that breaks a parent’s heart but at the same time, it’s all they want for you. and the progression of just being with that guy and then to the wedding day. and the part where he says she’ll always be his little girl. ugh, this whole song is my dad and I love it and hate it because the amount of tears I’ve cried today is unhealthy. and in general, I just love how soft this is and you can just hear the love in her voice. I’m crying again hi. s/o to the good dads out there, and if you don’t have one, you can share mine. I genuinely cannot listen to this song without crying, yet I’ve listened to it like 6 times today. this song means so much to me and I honestly want it to be my father-daughter dance at my wedding,

favorite lyrics: “And I found someone I really like, maybe for the first time” “You held me so tight, now someone else can, but you were the first man that really loved me” “Now you're driving to the airport, not just me you pick up anymore” “You're looking at me while walking down the aisle, with tears in your eyes, maybe he deserves me, You don't even know how much it means to me now”

FINAL THOUGHTS 1) I AM SO HAPPY WITH THE WHOLE ALBUM. I love all of these songs so much, and they’re all so VISUAL just like she said they were going to be. I love when you can see a song. That is just so damn powerful.

2) THE THEME OF TOUCHING. guys, I am O B S E S S E D with this. like I said before, I think it is such a RARE form of intimacy and love for someone when you can communicate something with a touch. Like that hand on the shoulder or on your back or knee or whatever. but just KNOWING what they’re saying. I love how she addressed it multiple times and you see it weaved into so many songs of that touch communication.

3) I saw this on twitter, and I think it was part of an official review or something. But the journey of “hey I’m falling in love and here are the trials and tribulations of it” and then ending with “I can feel this way because you taught me” is just...so amazing and powerful. 

COME TELL ME YOUR OPINIONS, THOUGHTS, THEORIES LETS CHAT ABOUT IT I LOVE TALKING ABOUT THIS

[redlipsanddaydreams]

my thoughts on Lover

(upon first and second listen)

I Forgot That You Existed:

-THE WAY SHE SAYS NICE AND QUIET

AHH and the “indifference” omg

-I love how this is like piano and snaps

-And the laughs!!!

-“So yeah...” same girl

Cruel Summer:

-literally everything about this song is perfection???

-like the beat and the production and the goddamn lyrics

-“devils roll the dice/angels roll their eyes” LIKE WHAT A WHOLE ASS MOOD

-the chorus is so addictive

-the oooohhhh

-WHAT A BRIDGE OH JESUS

-she had to keep secrets and sneak in the garden gate :(

-HE LOOKS UP GRINNING LIKE A DEVIL omg the way she says this ,,,, I think I transcended

-wow A++++

The Man:

-literally this song just spits facts

-this one hurts because she had to and has to face such shit scrutiny and she’s right because she would totally be the man everyone is like “ayyyeee my dude” if she was a man. But because she’s a woman she had to go through this and it just sucks

-Taylor I’m so sorry

-you didn’t deserve to have ever had to feel like this; you don’t deserve to ever feel like this

-you completely deserve your hard earned success

-this one got me emotional damn

-also shoutout to that bridge cuz when I say my mouth dropped i mean BITCH MY MOUTH DROPPED

I Think He Knows:

-SHE REALLY IS AN ARCHITECT. I mean, her bridges??

-bless my soul?? Girl bless my ears, bless my entire being

-shoutout to this bop, it makes me wanna dANCE

Miss Americana & The Heartbreak Prince:

-first off, amazing title. 13/10

-THESE LYRICS

-is that a you belong with me callback I see??

-I can see this story unfolding!!

-AHHH THAT INSTRUMENTAL ORCHESTRAL PART BETWEEN THE BRIDGE AND LAST CHORUS?? Honey I died that was beautiful

Paper Rings:

-already wanna start dancing

-THE PRODUCTION??? AMAZING

-I don’t even

-like

-this song is fun and very, very sweet and lyrically GORGEOUS

-GOD I LOVE HAPPY TAYLOR

-LIKE PLEASE STAY STAY STAY

-I like shiny things??? Bitch me too

-but I’d marry you with paper rings??? Bitch my heart

-I hate accidents??? Hun that’s a mood

-except when we went from friends to this??? MY SOFT HEART AHHH

-A++++ song wOW

Cornelia Street:

-track 9 lets goooo

-shoutout to self-written songs ayeee

-her vocals COME FOR ME

-the vulnerability in this song is so raw and honest and beautiful and I’m so here for it

-like this love is so important and deep and even though she’s been through heartbreaks in the past and has gotten through them, she knows this one would’ve been different. She couldn’t return. That’s terrifying and magnificent. But thank goodness she can still walk Cornelia Street

-tHE WAY SHE SAYS “again” TEAR MY HEART OUT WHY DONT YOU

-holy lover this song is just..wow

Death By A Thousand Cuts:

-I have so many questions

-who is this about??

-it can’t be about Joe, right? It’s too,,,sad? I don’t even know

-did her and Joe break it off for like a hot minute there or something and it made her realize how much she wants them to be in each other’s lives?? And this song’s about that intermission time?? I don’t know. I don’t know

-but like?

-she says it’s like she wasn’t enough for him which doesn’t seem right??

-also the intensity from “my heart” through to “it’s just a thousand cuts” like that was a wild ride that came for my throat and I loved it

London Boy:

-THAT ACCENT THAT VOICE THAT LAUGH

-IDRIS ELBA MY HUNNI

-she loves faded blue jeans? I hAd nO iDeA

-I, too, love a good London Boy

-god I, also, love the English

-these versus are gETTING ME god I love them

-the chorus is so fun ughhh

-noice

Soon You’ll Get Better:

-god bless Andrea Swift

-I had to pause for about 5 minutes after this because I was so emotional. I cried so much

False God:

-THIS PRODUCTION

-I don’t know instruments very well especially off the top of my head but that one in the opening: YES PLEASE THATS A YES FROM ME DAWG

-kinda reminds me of a Bey Lemonade era song

-in the best way possible

-HER VOCALS TOO

-that “we’d still worship this lo-o-o-o-ve” I think I saw a false god too

-I’m not a religious person but damn this song joined Don’t Blame Me to take me to church huh

Afterglow:

-I’m loving the honesty in these lyrics

-she’s taking ownership and blame and it’s mature and raw, in a way like back to December. But she’s not being passive in this one, she isn’t letting it go. She’s showing that she made mistakes but she is in it for this True Love, and she’s not leaving

-THE CHORUS AFTER THE BRIDGE!!! THAT BEAT CHANGE!!! HUNNI!!!

It’s Nice To Have A Friend:

-i LOVE the composition of this song

-short, sweet sentences

-simple pleasures

-like three stages of a relationship in three verses with no chorus dear god this is my THING

-also that last verse,,,,exCUSE ME TAYLOR WHAT DOES THIS MEAN

-this song is so cute and refreshing and ugh I love the production and the way this is written so much anfjghakw

Daylight:

-NOW THAT SHE’S SEEN HIM AND THOUGHT OF HIM, NOTHING ELSE COMPARES

-ugh I love that

-he IS Daylight, as she is

-“I once believed love would be burning red/But it’s golden/Like daylight” I SCREAMED

-“gotta step into the daylight and let it go” i see you Taylor i see u

-I’m so happy Taylor is happy oh my goodness

-YOU ARE WHAT YOU LOVE (not who loves you)

-What a way to end that

In conclusion:

Holy lover

These songs were beautiful, lovely

Like that’s the word I think of

Beautiful, and lovely

Heart aching and heart filling

Jesus Christ that album was so good

It really was a love letter to love

“You are what you love”

She sings about doubt and fights and secret keeping

And she sings about paper rings and staying and golden love

This album really personifies “to love and to be loved”

And bitch got political and I. Love. It.

Also, notable tears include

-The Man (I got emotional thinking of the shit Taylor has been through and how unfair it is)

-Paper Rings (bECAUSE SHE FINALLY IS WRITING ABOUT LOVE AS SHE EXPERIENCES IN ALL ITS SIMPLE GLORY IT AND ITS GODDAMN BEAUTIFUL)

-Cornelia Street (must I even explain?? iykyk)

-Soon You’ll Get Better (this wasn’t just teary-eyed, it was full on sobbing that required lots of tissues and about a 4 minute pause full of crying before I could continue the album)

This album was whimsical and lovely and full of so many deep emotions that I just,, I can’t find the words to describe. Love, yes, but deeper and somehow more mundane but also simultaneously extraordinary. The rare kind of The Real Deal. The one that will last.

((Also, shoutout to the forward that was incredible to read thank you Taylor)