#snow kar love white

[lex-loudestwoman]

The Whole Story

Before we begin, a disclaimer: I believe that Taylor Swift and Karlie Kloss are in a romantic relationship together. I've come to this conclusion carefully by reading all the signs Taylor has given us through her lyrics, media presence, clothing & jewelry choices, marketing, visuals, and interviews. This is all a theory of what I think has gone down between Karlie and Taylor since 2013.

2013 & Earlier - The Beginning

VS Fashion Show 2013: The first official meeting of Karlie & Taylor was at the 2013 VS Fashion Show.

This may not have been their true first encounter (s/o @sophietv for her amazing work about this, she outlines all the times Kaylor interacted prior to the fashion show in 2013!).

According to a Teen Vogue interview in 2014, Taylor and Karlie were introduced to each other at the same time that Taylor met Emma Stone by Andrew Bevan of Teen Vogue. That was in 2008 at the Young Hollywood Awards.

After that first meeting in 2008, Taylor attended a number of fashion shows that Karlie walked in: Tommy Hilfiger Spring Show (9/16/2009); Rodarte Spring 2012 show in NYC (9/13/2011); Jean-Paul Gauthier in Paris (9/30/2012), Elie Saab Spring/Summer 2013 Show (10/3/2012).

Karlie & Taylor also both attended Roberto Cavalli's 40th Anniversary Party (9/30/2010) and the Met Gala in 2011. Teen Vogue included a quote from Karlie about the Met: "Taylor Swift. I was introduced to her at the Met Gala, and we joked about having a baking date!"

January 17th, 2012: The iconic Twitter interaction between Kaylor finally happens! Taylor's cover story with Vogue includes a quote about Karlie: "I love Karlie Kloss, I want to bake cookies with her!" Karlie tweets at her the same day the cover releases.

2013 Victoria's Secret Fashion Show

By the time the 2013 VS Show rolled around, I think they were already dating in some capacity, and the fashion show was a PR move. If Taylor & Karlie were going to become "close friends" in the public eye, they needed a high-profile, highly documented story about how they met to avoid questions about the nature of their close relationship.

Taylor performed I Knew You Were Trouble (Red) for the show, and she danced with Karlie on stage while 'snow' fell.

"So it goes, you two are dancing in a snow globe round and round." - You Are in Love, 1989

Karlie later revealed in an interview that she had gotten a dramatic haircut during a Vogue shoot just before the VS Fashion Show began. This haircut was a big deal- she changed her look completely without talking to anyone about it, and Vogue asked her to keep it a secret until the shoot dropped. So she showed the VS Fashion Show like "surprise! New hair!" which drew up quite a buzz. Taylor's hair was pretty blonde and long at the time, not fully bleached but certainly lightened up in comparison to her natural hair color.

"flashback when you met me, your buzz cut & my hair bleached" - Dress, reputation

Karlie posted a ton of pictures from this event (most of which were of her and Taylor) on her Instagram. She also starts posting really sappy Instagram posts about being in love.

I think that the November 14th, 2013 post about receiving your favorite flowers from the person you love is about Taylor Swift, but who's to say!

Then, on Friday, December 13th, 2013 (Taylor's 21st birthday, which I think she references in an interview sometime when she's talking about why she loves the number 13) Karlie posts two sugarplum fairy-related photos, capturing the scene in The Nutcracker where snow falls from the sky as delicate performers dressed in white dance along the stage. This is super Taylor-coded, giving YAIL, dancing in the damn snowglobe again.

Interesting caption there, Kar. "#flashbackfriday to the good old days as a sugarplum fairy myself (aka the day I peaked)"

On December 14th, Karlie posts a solo shot on instagram and tags Josh with photo credit (this is hilarious that we let them just tell us whoever took their picture with absolutely no questioning whether they might be lying???). For some reason, I get the feeling that Taylor took this photo for Karlie the morning after her birthday when they were still together from celebrating the night before.

2014 - You're My Best Friend

Taylor buys her massive Tribeca, NY Penthouse apartment in April 2014. The home was actually TWO penthouse apartments next door to each other, and then she bought a third townhouse unit next door in 2017, and in 2018 she bought an additional 3-bedroom unit in the same building. Go off NYC Real Estate Queen! Taylor moved into her iconic Cornelia Street apartment during a round of renovations at her Tribeca home in 2016.

Big Sur Trip

VS Fashion Show 2014

Vogue Cover

BEST Best Friends

1989 - October 27, 2014

"The inspiration that I found in that [New York] city is kind of hard to describe and hard to compare to any other force of inspiration I've ever experienced in my life." - Taylor Swift, discussing the importance of NYC in an interview with ABC News given on 10/20/2014 ahead of a 1989 promo single release for Welcome to New York (1989). That quote actually reminds me of a lyric from 1989: you understand now why they lost their minds & fought the wars, and why I've spent my whole life trying to put it into words (You Are in Love, 1989).

2015 - Hiding in Plain Sight

1989 era so many public appearances blah blah blah they were girlfriends in public kissgate gay whatever, everyone agrees that Karlie & Taylor were dating in 2015 during 1989 World Tour etc

2016 - Beards or Bust

Politics and Jared Kushner

The unfortunate reality of 2016 was that Donald Trump really did get elected president, and then he really did take office and become the President of the United States from January 2017 - January 2021. (Sadly, none of it was a nightmare or even a collective hallucination, all of this actually happened in the good old U.S. of A., yeehaw!!) The sociopolitical climate in the US is charged, fraught, uncertain, and divided. Even worse for Taylor & Karlie is their closeness to Jared Kushner, Josh's older brother who is married to Ivanka Trump. Jared served as a senior advisor to Donnie Boy for his entire term, and he did such a good job being Don's accomplice in negligent, ethnocentric, homophobic, misogynistic leadership from the White House that he was made the Director of the Office of American Innovation (this entire office was created by Trump in March 2017 and dissolved by Biden in January 2021).

I think (and this is JUST speculating, I have no real evidence compiled yet to back this up, but I'll look for it eventually) Jared Kushner & Ivanka Trump are also in a queer-bearding relationship contract. I'm not going too far into it now, but there's stuff out there for both Jared and Ivanka, like former Trump staffer Noel Casler's allegations that Jared is gay and in an "arranged marriage" with Ivanka, who doesn't care about his sexuality due to her own sexual opportunism and likely queer identity.

If Jared and Ivanka really are queer and in a non-monogamous, mutually beneficial public relationship that allows them to co-parent their three children, then their involvement in the Trump administration makes things pretty damn unsafe if they ever were found out. So, I think that when Trump was elected, the entire Kushner family had to be super locked down to keep both Jared & Ivanka AND Josh & Karlie (and Mikey and Taylor) safe from any unwanted allegations.

Since the Kushner and Hess families hold international influence, wealth, and power, if all these billionaire men were suddenly outed as gay there could be serious economic and political consequences across the globe.

Not so coincidentally, Karlie and Taylor's last public event together was Lorde's birthday on Monday, November 7th, 2016. The 2016 Presidential Election took place on Tuesday, November 8th, 2016, which sealed the fate of the Kushner name to be attached to Donald Trump's Presidency. I believe that if Trump had not won (which no one expected him to do) Karlie & Taylor would not have started this Love Blackout.

This photo is the end of Kaylor's public friendship, and the start of their Love Blackout (shout out to @sophietv again for being the BEST!!)

Joe Alwyn - A Perfectly Palatable Person

I'm sure when the team realized Trump might actually win the election, they started looking for an acceptable beard. Joe really was a great choice for Taylor's life: he had features similar to Karlie's (light eyes, tall, blonde hair), he didn't have much going on with his own reputation, he had a sparkling clean dating history - because Taylor was his first ever girlfriend, he was a fellow artist and was already media trained, and he was gay, too!

Met at the Met - May 2016

red herring lyric (tied to VS 2013 show)

First Reports - May 16, 2017

The Sun broke the news of Taylor Swift and Joe Alwyn dating on May 16, 2017. According to Tree Paine a source, they had been secretly dating for months. It's later assumed that they started dating a few months before January 1, 2017, (revealed in a Lover journal released in 2019). Some sleuthing swifties connect a lyrical swap in the acoustic cover of "September" by Earth, Wind, and Fire as performed by our girl Taylor (Friday, April 13, 2018) to the diary entry and determine their anniversary was probably September 28, 2016.

Supportive Boyfriend Award? - December 8, 2017

Joe does something of heroic power. He goes to a concert with his popstar girlfriend. He apparently attended Taylor's performance in the iHeartRadio JingleBall in NYC and "stayed for the whole show and they later left together as well." lmao wut, okay, lots of people stayed for the whole show, this is such a boring relationship roll out, especially for Miss Extra!! (lovingly)

Toe is Officially Official - May 8th, 2018

Joe finally takes his instagram off private mode and posts a picture of himself, alone, next to a big cactus. Taylor also posts a picture of herself, alone, near the same big cactus. Alright, I guess that *technically* counts as giving the public some confirmation that you two know each other, but I bet Tree was mad as hell when that was their "official instagram announcement."

Then, Joe joins Taylor at the opening night of the Reputation Stadium tour in Glendale, AZ. He wore a baseball cap low to cover his face and "stay incognito" (Joe, babe, no one knows who you are...but like okay i guess, be weird about your fame that you literally wanted and signed up for). But during the song Gorgeous apparently Taylor pointed at Joe in the VIP tent, while he proudly filmed her.

Taylor travels around the country for the Reputation Stadium Tour from May-November 2018. The Rep tour is SO, SO GAY, like Jesus Christ Lesbian Jesus save us from all the rainbow and bisexual flagging!! Check my twitter thread for a full analysis of how gay the Dress performance is.

Reputation Promo:

Taylor Swift socials

Karlie Kloss socials

Reputation, The Album

Reputation was released on November 10, 2017.I consider Reputation to be Taylor & Karlie's "I'm so in love that I might stop breathing" album. This is the honeymoon, this is the up all night, can't stop, won't stop, I need you more than air kind of love.

This album is all about the pining and desperately waiting, hiding their anticipation, hands shaking from holding back from touching each other where anyone might see them. Much like Taylor's own media presence & public interactions in the Reputation era, Kaylor had gone dark, nobody heard from them for months, but they're doing better than they ever were.

2018 - Desperate Measures

The honeymoon phase ends in 2018 as shit in America gets worse for queer folks. The sociopolitical climate is getting more dangerous now, and Trump's constant attacks on LGBTQIA+ rights & safety is making matters much worse. Jared Kushner & Ivanka Trump are in the media a lot now, which means all eyes are on Josh, too.

Toe is Officially Official - May 8, 2018

Joe finally takes his instagram off private mode and posts a picture of himself, alone, next to a big cactus. Taylor also posts a picture of herself, alone, near the same big cactus. Alright, I guess that *technically* counts as giving the public some confirmation that you two know each other, but I bet Tree was mad as hell when that was their "official instagram announcement."

Then, Joe joins Taylor at the opening night of the Reputation Stadium tour in Glendale, AZ. He wore a baseball cap low to cover his face and "stay incognito" (Joe, babe, no one knows who you are...but like okay i guess, be weird about your fame that you literally wanted and signed up for). But during the song Gorgeous apparently Taylor pointed at Joe in the VIP tent, while he proudly filmed her.

Taylor travels around the country for the Reputation Stadium Tour from May-November 2018. The Rep tour is SO, SO GAY, like Jesus Christ Lesbian Jesus save us from all the rainbow and bisexual flagging!! Check my twitter thread for a full analysis of how gay the Dress performance is.

Instead of hosting her usual big 4th of July Party at the Holiday House in RI, Toe goes on vacation to Turks & Caicos to celebrate the holiday. They call Backgrid to take a few pictures of them "frolicking" at the beach together. I'm so convinced, they're in LOVE!! Can't get enough of each other!! They totally hold hands all the time, this feels so natural and not weird at all!

Karlie posts a few photos in a row about the 4th of July this year. First, she's in her Anti-Hero colored pajamas with her left eye closed in a wink, sitting on a few suitcases, captioned "Kissin Paris Goodbye. *kissy face emoji*"

Then, another post on the 4th itself is of a WMAG stylized photoshoot where Karlie is a cowboy, for the Wild West with Cowboy Karlie campaign. It's captioned "Going into the 4th like *cowboy emoji* @/wmag" EXCUSE ME. "You're a cowboy like me, perched in the dark, telling all the rich folks anything they wanna hear like it could be love I could be the way forward only if they pay for it"

The implications of a Cowboy Like Me reference and this photo's timing has on their engagement story has me dead. I'll do a whole lyrical analysis and tie in of it soon.

And then she posts this pic of her swimming in an unidentifiable body of water. Could it be Turks & Caicos? Maybe!

Joshlie announces their engagement on July 24, 2018 while the two are on a vacation in XYZ? People Magazine reports that the proposal "took place a few weeks ago during a romantic weekend together in upstate New York." So they got engaged sometime in the beginning of July, right?

On July 10th, she posts a video of herself voguing down the runway with "This Kiki is Marvelous" playing in the background during Paris Fashion Week in September 2013. Her performance was considered one of the highlights of Paris Fashion Week. She captioned the video: Mood. @/jpgaultierofficial.

Quick question for Karlie, why do you feel the same way you felt before you went on stage for a make or break performance out of your comfort zone? You performed incredibly but it could have easily turned out very differently. Why would you be feeling like that right around the time of your engagement to Josh Kushner?

Karlie's instagram post on July 16, 2018 captioned "bestest of weekends with my bestest of friends" included group photos and a video of her & four girlfriends from her childhood.

So she got engaged and then spent a weekend with her friends, who then commented on instagram pictures from the weekend saying "remember, there's nothing better than old friends!" Why the heck are they talking about friends so much!? She literally just got engaged to Jo- ohhh.... Oh, right, he's gay, and she's gay. Old friends. Ahhhh.

Taylor responds to the engagement news breaking by having special guest, Haley Kiyoko aka Lesbian Jesus, join her for the Rep show at Gillette Stadium on July 27, 2018. Taylor specifically requests to sing Curious with Haley, which is a song about a lesbian woman singing to her ex-lover who is now dating a man, asking her ex if she lets him touch her the way she used to. So gay, so timely, Taylor is a petty bitch & I love her.

Do the girls back home touch you like I do? Delicate (Reputation)

The Wedding, October 18, 2018

Karlie wears her custom Dior gown and very amicably marries Joshua in someone's backyard, it looks like. Things seem perfectly pleasant, almost like watching a wedding scene featuring two actors with no sexual chemistry whatsoever.

2019 - Every Time I Don't, I Almost Do

Lover Promo is all very gay, very loud, very comingoutlor.

ME! out now! on Lesbian visibility day, April 26, 2019.

YNTCD music video out on June 16, 2019.

The Wedding, Part Two: Cowboy Karlie and Her Cowboy, Her Man

Karlie Kloss and Joshua Kushner celebrate their wedding again with a private group of friends from June 20-23rd, 2019 in Wyoming. It's cowboy themed, for whatever reason.

This wedding into a honeymoon in Africa would have been a wonderful strategy to keep the spotlight off of Karlie in Taylor Swift's immediately impending plan to come out on June 30th, 2019. Go read @sophietv's incredible post that details the failed coming out (fuck Scooter Braun).

<timeline jump>

2020: The Great War

January:

February: Karlie is in Paris, Taylor is advertising The Man MV (out February 27).

March: Quarantine begins March 16th & Taylor starts writing folklore almost immediately, which means that the events in folklore have already happened before COVID begins.

MORE ON THE WAY! I've got:

What happens when Karlie gets back to the US?

How does the Lover era go?

Lover social media & marketing presence

8.24.2019 - Blue

9.9.2019 - Lover in Paris performance

10.7.2019 - Sad Girl SNL

10.11.2019 - Sad Girl TinyDesk (& ring)

Continued sus social media from TSwift

Miss Americana

2020: The Great War (3.16.2020, Quarantine begins)

Lonely Millennial Woman Covered in Cat Hair

folklore

evermore

Karlie's Pregnancy

2022: Go Viral (Midnights, Red TV)

2023: Midnights, Eras, Speak Now TV, Broken Toe, 1989 TV, Kaylor Renaissance

My Predictions

[number1spongebobfan]

Lady and the Seven Sea Creatures (Part 7)

Lady loved to do chores around the house. It was her choice, and her choice made her feel good. Sandy was baffled by this, however. Sandy and SpongeBob were practicing their kar-a-tay as Lady watched.

"Girl to girl talk, yer highness. How come you enjoy being a damsel in distress? Doncha' wanna git' some gurl power on?" Sandy asked as she chopped SpongeBob in half.

Lady giggled. "I'm not a fighter," she told the squirrel. "I'm just here to be kind and pray. I sit back and watch. And then -" She sighed. "I'll meet my Prince Charming."

Sandy huffed. "Seems fine to me. Ahm' the tomboy n' yer the girly girl. You do you, and ah do me!"

Lady was ready to serve SpongeBob's friends homemade krabby patties until she stopped them. "You need to wash your hands," she ordered.

"Meow," said Gary. Gary didn't have hands!

SpongeBob and his friends went to the backyard to wash themselves with the basin of water.

Disney's "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs" - The Dwarfs' Washing Song (youtube.com)

Mr. Krabs ordered his friends to scrub their faces with the soap and water, much to Squidward's annoyance.

"Bah!" Squidward scowled. "Next thing you'll know she'll put bows on our heads and spray us with perfume! My tentacles are as clean as a whistle."

(Insert close up of Squidward's dirty, puss filled tentacles)

The sea animals tackled Squidward. They shoved him in the basin, scrubbed his bald head with a brush, then put makeup on his face.

"Lookin' good Squiddy," said Patrick, giving a thumbs up. Then Squidward made this face:

[om-is-ok]

01: Do you have a good relationship with your parents?

02: Who did you last say “I love you” to?

03: Do you regret anything?

04: Are you insecure?

05: What is your relationship status?

06: How do you want to die?

07: What did you last eat?

08: Played any sports?

09: Do you bite your nails?

10: When was your last physical fight?

11: Do you like someone?

12: Have you ever stayed up 48 hours?

13: Do you hate anyone at the moment?

14: Do you miss someone?

15: Have any pets?

16: How exactly are you feeling at the moment?

17: Ever made out in the bathroom?

18: Are you scared of spiders?

19: Would you go back in time if you were given the chance?

20: Where was the last place you snogged someone?

21: What are your plans for this weekend?

22: Do you want to have kids? How many?

23: Do you have piercings? How many?

24: What is/are/were your best subject(s)?

25: Do you miss anyone from your past?

26: What are you craving right now?

27: Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

28: Have you ever been cheated on?

29: Have you made a boyfriend/girlfriend cry?

30: What’s irritating you right now?

31: Does somebody love you?

32: What is your favourite color?

33: Do you have trust issues?

34: Who/what was your last dream about?

35: Who was the last person you cried in front of?

36: Do you give out second chances too easily?

37: Is it easier to forgive or forget?

38: Is this year the best year of your life?

39: How old were you when you had your first kiss?

40: Have you ever walked outside completely naked?

51: Favourite food?

52: Do you believe everything happens for a reason?

53: What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?

54: Is cheating ever okay?

55: Are you mean?

56: How many people have you fist fought?

57: Do you believe in true love?

58: Favourite weather?

59: Do you like the snow?

60: Do you wanna get married?

61: Is it cute when a boy/girl calls you baby?

62: What makes you happy?

63: Would you change your name?

64: Would it be hard to kiss the last person you kissed?

65: Your best friend of the opposite sex likes you, what do you do?

66: Do you have a friend of the opposite sex who you can act your complete self around?

67: Who was the last person of the opposite sex you talked to?

68: Who’s the last person you had a deep conversation with?

69: Do you believe in soulmates?

70: Is there anyone you would die for?

1. Yes

2. @alhad-si-simran to her.

3. Umm there are many things to regret about in life but still regret karke kya hi fayda so no

4. I used to about my face and voice but not anymore.

5. @alhad-si-simran in relationship with her. ❤️

6. Maybe in sleep aur any other way but just peacefully.

7. Cream doughnut.

8. Used to be football player till last year.

9. Chhi bilkul nhi

10. Everyday with my younger brother.

11. @alhad-si-simran yeah her.

12. Yes I have, 3 4 times till now.

13. Currently i hate phantom team E4E for their gaandu harkat.

14. No. (But sometimes I miss my cat.)

15. Currently no but I used to have a cat.

16. Happiness tapakti rehti hai aaj kal kisi ki wajah se.

17. Nope meri bandi mili nhi kabhi (mile to jarur try karna chaunga)

18. No bro, I'm a fan of spider-man lol.

19. Ofc yesss kon nhi jana chahega bc

20. Kabhi nhi kiya yaar.

21. Now that you mention it, I was planning to meet my friends but didn't got out of the bed. :)

22. Only 2.

23. Well in my childhood, I used to have in both of my ears.

24. Science, english, engineering me quantum mechanics.

25. Nope, koi hai hi nhi miss karne layak.

26. Chole bhature

27. Ha shayad un ladkiyo ke jinko mujhpe crush tha ya hai college me :)

28. Nope

29. Yeah I did but it was before our relationship but now that I know I made her cry I regret it. But this won't happen ever again. I want to be reason of her smile not tears <3

30. Kuch log dhoka deke aage badh rhe ye bat irritate kar rhi, Also ye garmi bhi bc bohot hai

31. Idk about others but I'm sure, @alhad-si-simran she does.

32. Not specifically one but i like colour combos Like black and white, Black and orange blue and red etc etc.

33. Ab to ho rhe hai bc.

34. My last dream was about my girlfriend @alhad-si-simran <3

35. @alhad-si-simran her <3

36. Depends.

37. It's easier to forgive than forget

38. Yes best year ever.

39. Meri bandi mil jaye fir batauga

40. Bhai tumhare mohalle me karte hai kya aisa Ya tu jata hai roj aise? Sorry agar ladki anon hai to. But no yaar ye kesa question hai me PK thodi hu.

51. Biryaniiiii

52. Sometimes yes.

53. Said I love you to her as always @alhad-si-simran <3

54. Depends on the situation... like pta chale samne wala bhi kar rha ho to badla lend ke liye kari jaye

55. I don't think so. I'm friendly yaar.

56. Yaad nhi bc

57. Yeah I do.

58. Sunny breezy and rainy.

59. Ya fir thandi bhi but only in other countries, snow fall ka maza lena hai

60. Yes @alhad-si-simran with her :)

61. No, Only meri girlfriend ko mujhe baby bulane ka haqq hai and yeah it's cute when she does it.

62. Talking with my simmu, sharing my thoughts with her just loving her every day more and more, just spending time with her, she always makes me happy @alhad-si-simran

63. No.

64. Double it and give it to the next person. (Kyu jale par namak chhidk rhe ho?)

65. @alhad-si-simran I love her too. (Only female bestie I have.)

66. @alhad-si-simran Ofc my bestie and bandi, Uske sath jo chahe wo karu wo appreciate karti hai, hasti hai khush ho jati hai mujhe khush dekh ke, she knows me perfectly so I can be myself around her.

67. @alhad-si-simran on call.

68. @alhad-si-simran with her.

69. @alhad-si-simran I do believe in soulmates now.

70. Zindagi ek bar milti hai wo bhi kisi aur ke liye kyu maru bc me (I believe in k!lling not dying for someone else.)

[alicianicoly]

"Christmas night"

The night was cold, the beautiful white snow was falling from the big vast night sky. owls are flying across the sky looking for prey to feed their hungry brood, meanwhile in Demohu village...

the Demohus are doing what normal people are doing, celebrating Christmas. Oh, Christmas, a time of joy even for bloodthirsty creatures like the Demohus. young Flora and William, children of Kars are playing in the snow, with no worries in their young minds. Speaking of Kars, where would she be in this enchanting time?

In one of the houses full of snow on the roof, there is a fireplace with fire. In front of the hill there is a sofa and there was Kars together with his then companion Zeal. the two were cuddled up with each other, hugged and comfortable. Kars' tail was wrapped around Zeal's waist, a gesture she made to demonstrate her deep love for him. Kars was wearing a green and red dress, his black hair was decorated with red flowers that sparkled in the firelight. Kars' light green eyes meet Zeal's dark green eyes, the two just look at each other in comfortable silence. no words were necessary as they both wanted to continue this heavenly and calming moment.

Zeal belongs to @cvhell

[mutecevvil]

[evseem]

❄️

[monsoonblooms12]

Belamour (Ethan x f!MC)

Summary: Set after Book 3, Pooja finally gets Ethan to dance in the rain.

A/N: A silly something born out of my love for rains and my binge listening to 80s Bollywood classics (I have no idea what kinda mess this is tbh). Also, my first song based fic🤎

A/N 2: The song lyrics are indented (Translation in parenthesis)

Pairing: Ethan Ramsey X f!MC (Pooja Sharma)

Rating: General

Word Count: around 1.5K

Category: Total fluff

Warnings: None that I noticed

Song Inspiration: Aaj Kal Yaad Kuch by Mohammed Aziz

READ ON AO3

A pair of summery blue orbs insistently stare at the world beyond the glass windows.

A world that was now being washed by the consistent droplets that came down from the adobe of clouds to meet their origin.

Their drum was usually henotic, tranquil for him.

But at the moment, it only added to his irritation and deepened the void of disappointment that had formed in his chest.

In another room of the same house, a pair of amber orbs watched the magic of nature with a child-like wonder.

The pleasant, dewy petrichor spread around her, and the mellifluous tunes of Earth's own orchestra made her forget the fast turns her life went through in the past day.

In the faint light, she picked up her hand and let the jewel, the stone that was nothing less than a promise of forever, shine like the billion stars that dot the sky at nights that are devoid of clouds.

As the iridescent lights make her eyes sparkle, a vague idea forms in her brain.

Her thoughts float to reach the person who gifted her happiness, and a smile lit up on her face.

There was a mix of challenge and love in the quest she was about to partake and she was determined to succeed.

In slow, soundless steps, she made her way out of the room and out of the house.

A blur went past and his trained eyes were quick enough to catch the motion.

Shaking his head with realization, he followed behind.

As the steps took him down, and he stood under the shade of the multi-floored skyrise, she stayed yards away from it.

Her hair was wet, her skirt twirling, her face bright and beautiful.

He felt his heart race, whispering an urge to join with hers.

He restrained himself, but the scene in front of him was so spectacular that he doubted just how long his restraint would last.

After what felt like an eternity, she turned to him, half of her face golden under the street lights, the other half bearing the monotones of black and white.

She looked like the personification of their love.

Her life the golden, and his the black and white.

He could write sonnets to describe the picture-perfect scene that played before him like a film, but all he did was stand still, unable to tear his eyes away, unable to speak the words that hadn't already been spoken, his well-thumbed thesaurus gathering dust in the labyrinths of his mind.

She looked at him with a longing, a spoken call for him to join her as the rains continued to fall and purify the earth.

All he did was shake his head in silence.

She took it as a challenge, and he already knew how it was going to end.

For a minute he got lost in her memories, reminiscences from a time, from a moment that passed too quick, yet slow enough for him to remember every moment of it.

And suddenly, the faint tunes of a song brought him back to the present.

Every word of the foreign seeming language lucid clear, setting in a cascade of emotions and bringing pictures etched in past pages of the novel of life, making him go on a trip down the memory lane.

Aajkal Yad Kuch Aur Rehta Nahi

(Nowadays I don't seem to remember anything else)

Ek Bas Aapki Yad Aane Ke Bad

(Once your memories enchant me)

Yaad Aane Se Pehle Chale Aaiye

(Please come to me before the memories reach me)

Aur Phir Jaiye Jan Jane Ke Bad

(And then leave only after my breath leaves me)

The truth of the words came with an epiphany.

Every day of knowing her had been a way of painting the monotones of his life in colours he thought didn't belong to him.

Every moment she had ever spent away from him had made him yearn for her more than ever.

And yet he was foolish enough to think that miles of distance and hundreds of hours could make him forget her.

All the distress he felt could have been so easily ended if she had been with him then.

And now, as he dreams of an aeon with her, he promises to only let her go when his breath leaves him alone.

Apni Aankhon Me Mujhko Basa Lijiye

(Allow me to settle in the world of your eyes)

Apne Dil Me Mera Ghar Bana Dijiye

(Make a home for me in your heart)

Kya Karu Dil Kahi Aur Lagta Nahi

Pyar Me Aapse Dil Lagane Ke Bad

(What's the fault of mine if I can't concentrate on anything other than you, since our hearts connected by the string of love)

As the minutes pass by, melting into each other to form an hour, he loses all tracks of time.

And amidst the sweven he was living in right now, at a moment he could not pinpoint, she had taken his hand into hers and now he stood, lost in the amber of her eyes, forgetting all about the shower that now fell upon him.

As she continued to mutter the tunes in a harmony that went on in rhythm with the rain, he wished he could live in the world of her orbs.

To see the world as she saw it, to live the life from her perspective.

All he wanted was home in her heart, a tiny place on the lands of her soul.

Ishq Ke Maine Kitne Fasane Sune

(I have heard many tales of epic romances)

Husb Ke Kitne Kisse Purane Sune

(And stories about beautiful people from bygone eras)

Aisa Lagta Hai Phir Is Tarah Tut Kar

Pyar Hamne Kiya Ek Zamane Ke Bad

(But I feel I have been broken and got mended by love after centuries)

In muted harmonies, the two of them twirled, forgetting the world around them.

The way their eyes held onto each other, as if holding onto their lives, reminded him of the tales of love the folklores talk about.

The romances of princesses and maidens, and of beauties who earned their fairytale.

But as her palm stroked his cheek in a feather-light motion, he concluded that all those tales faint in front of the story of theirs.

There were no royals, no cruel witches setting up spells and no poisoned apples.

There were just two people, broken by the storms life made them navigate through, fitting perfectly as if parts of a whole.

He tried to remember if he had ever experienced anything as he did now, his lip tracing her ear as his hands wrapped around her waist.

It didn't even take him a second to know the answer.

He hadn't.

Aapka Naam Dil Se Nikalta Nahi

(Your name never leaves my heart)

Dillagi Me Koi Zor Chalta Nahi

Dillagi Me Koi Zor Chalta Nahi

(No force is strong enough to stop the meet of two hearts)

Aapko Bhul Jane Ki Koshish Bhi Ki

(I tried a hundred times to forget you)

Aur Tadpa Hun Main Bhool Jaane Ke Baad

(And suffered a suffering of pain and agony once I forgot you)

The rains accelerate and become a downpour. The mist envelops them but there was no care for the changing environment.

The distance between them ceases to exist as their hearts finally get the pleasure of beating in unison.

In the next moments, she whispers close to his ear, the last of the melody, and it's his story.

The story of how he couldn't get rid of the five-lettered name since the first time he ever came to know about it.

Of how no force in the world could stop two hearts from meeting if that's what destiny had in plan for them.

Who one loves and who loves them back determines so much in one life.

And for him, it was a chance, a risk he was scared to take, dreading the destruction it may cause.

After all when had anything ever-blossoming flowers in the city of his soul?

But this time not only did spring finally arrived with its flowery footsteps but also led to a discovery of himself, a part of him that was buried under layers of snow from the winter that reigned in his life for years.

She taps twice on his heart, indicating how he had tried to forget her, all those years ago. And how he broke himself in the process.

As she hummed the last lines, he bowed down in front of the forces that brought the two of them together.

He thanked the stars which aligned the way did to let him fall for her and agreed to hide, to let the rains fall, to let him have this night with her.

And looked in awe at the woman who brought about the sweetest catastrophe mankind has ever known.

And without uttering a word, he picks her and kisses her, saying all that was left unsaid with it.

PS: I actually have another version of the song, that I sung specifically to go with this, but Tumblr is giving me troubles to upload it. Do let me know if you would like to hear it someday.

Anyways, If you are reading this, I am very grateful for you. Thank you for reading and I hope you have a great day🤎

Tags🤎(Please let me know if you would like to be added or removed):

Perma: @gkittylove99 @neotericthemis @udishaman @aestheticartsx @twinkleallnight @schnitzelbutterfingers @sophxwithers @sweatyrysconnoisseur @nikki-2406 @choicesfanaf @trrfanaddict @starrystarrytrouble @gardeningourmet @parkbarks @mvalentine @lovablegranny @mercury84choices @izzyourresidentlawyer @phoenixrising308 @adiehardfan @quixoticdreamer16 @a-crepusculo @cordonianruby @gryffindordaughterofathena

Open Heart (All fics and edit): @lucy-268 @maurine07 @bellcat2010 @headoverheelsforramsey @estellaelysian @shanzay44

Ethan x Pooja: @aleynareads @choicesaddict5 @stygianflood @mysticaurathings @jamespotterthefirst @ilikemenbutonlyethanramsey @takemyopenheart @mm2305

@choicesficwriterscreations @openheartfanfics

[firstfullmoon]

Do you have favorite quotes related about the importance of small details?

“The precious intimacy of little things.”

— Daphné du Maurier, I Will Never Be Young Again

“On my windowsill when I got home, there was a tumbler with pink jelly in it, and embedded in the jelly, sliced strawberries and bananas… [my neighbour] cooks at odd hours. She must have made the strawberry jelly this morning. When I buy baklava, which is not often because I eat too many, I leave a few for her on her windowsill, with a headscarf over them so the wasps don’t come. For these little gifts we don’t thank each other with words. They are commas of care.”

— John Berger, From A to X: A Story in Letters

“I suppose I could spend time theorizing how it is that people are not bad to each other, but that’s really not the point. The point is that in almost every instance of our lives, our social lives, we are, if we pay attention, in the midst of an almost constant, if subtle, caretaking. Holding open doors. Offering elbows at crosswalks. Letting someone else go first. Helping with the heavy bags. Reaching what’s too high, or what’s been dropped. Pulling someone back to their feet. Stopping at the car wreck, at the struck dog. The alternating merge, also known as the zipper. This caretaking is our default mode and it’s always a lie that convinces us to act or believe otherwise. Always.”

“One of the woman was gently arranging an older woman’s collar beneath her sweater, freeing it from the cardigan’s neck, using both of her hands to jostle it free but also seeming to spend a little more time than necessary, creasing the fold of the collar, the other hand kind of resting on her shoulder, the two of them chatting the whole time, sitting there holding each other, nodding, my head twisting toward them like a sunflower as I finished the stairs and walked by, so in love was I with this common flourish of love, this everyday human light.”

“but her need to share the photo with me [...] smiling and looking at it, smiling and looking at me looking at it, me smiling and looking at her looking at it, which is simply called sharing what we love, what we find beautiful, which is an ethics.”

— Ross Gay, The Book of Delights

“He’s got a fever. He’s all alone. So I’m gonna buy him something to eat.” “The congee downstairs is quite good.” “He doesn’t want congee.” “What does he want?” “Can’t taste anything so he wants sesame syrup.” [...] “What are you cooking?” “I had a sudden craving for sesame syrup.”

“Why did you call me at the office today?” “I had nothing to do. I wanted to hear your voice.”

— In the Mood for Love, dir. Wong Kar-Wai

— Danusha Laméris, “Small Kindnesses”

“It all matters. That someone turns out the lamp, picks up the windblown wrapper, says hello to the invalid, pays at the unattended lot, listens to the repeated tale, folds the abandoned laundry, plays the game fairly, tells the story honestly, acknowledges help, gives credit, says good night, resists temptation, wipes the counter, waits at the yellow, makes the bed, tips the maid, remembers the illness, congratulates the victor, accepts the consequences, takes a stand, steps up, offers a hand, goes first, goes last, chooses the small portion, teaches the child, tends to the dying, comforts the grieving, removes the splinter, wipes the tear, directs the lost, touches the lonely, is the whole thing. What is most beautiful is least acknowledged. What is worth dying for is barely noticed.”

— Laura McBride, We Are Called to Rise

“I’ve never told you this,” she said. “But there’s something about taking the cart back instead of leaving it in the parking lot. I don’t know when this came to me; it was a few years ago. There’s a difference between leaving it where you empty it and taking it back to the front of the store. It’s significant.” “Because somebody has to take them in.” “Yes. And if you know that, and you do it for that one guy, you do something else. You join the world…You move out of your isolation and become universal.”

— Andre Dubus, “Out of the Snow”

“It’s true that, in Vietnamese, we rarely say I love you, and when we do, it is almost always in English. Care and love, for us, are pronounced clearest through service: plucking white hairs, pressing yourself on your son to absorb a plane’s turbulence and, therefore, his fear. Or now—as Lan called to me, “Little Dog, get over here and help me help your mother.” And we knelt on each side of you, rolling out the hardened cords in your upper arms, then down to your wrists, your fingers. For a moment almost too brief to matter, this made sense—that three people on the floor, connected to each other by touch, made something like the word family.”

— Ocean Vuong, On Earth We’re Briefly Gorgeous: A Novel

— Ada Limón, from “The Great Blue Heron of Dunbar Road”

“I’m doing a balancing act with a stack of fresh fruit in my basket. I love you. I want us both to eat well.”

— Christopher Citro, from “Our Beautiful Life When It’s Filled WIth Shrieks”

“One of the primary ways we connect with each other is by eating together. Some of the connection happens simply by being in the same place at the same time and sharing the same food, but we also connect through specific actions, such as serving food to one another or making toasts: ‘May I offer you some potatoes?’ ‘Here’s to your health and happiness.’ Much of our fundamental well-being comes from the basic reassurance that there is a place for us at the table. We belong here. Here we are served and we serve others. Here we give and receive sustenance.”

— Edward Espe Brown, Tomato Blessings and Radish Teaching

“Attention is the beginning of devotion.”

“Now in the spring I kneel, I put my face into the packets of violets, the dampness, the freshness, the sense of ever-ness. Something is wrong, I know it, if I don’t keep my attention on eternity. May I be the tiniest nail in the house of the universe, tiny but useful. May I stay forever in the stream. May I look down upon the windflower and the bull thistle and the coreopsis with the greatest respect.”

“it is a serious thing

just to be alive on this fresh morning in this broken world.”

— Mary Oliver, Upstream: Selected Essays / from “Invitation”

— Wendy Cope, “The Orange”

“After learning my flight was detained 4 hours, I heard the announcement: if anyone in the vicinity of gate 4-A understands any Arabic, please come to the gate immediately. Well—one pauses these days. Gate 4-A was my own gate. I went there. An older woman in full traditional Palestinian dress, just like my grandma wore, was crumpled to the floor, wailing loudly. Help, said the flight service person. Talk to her. What is her problem? We told her the flight was going to be four hours late and she did this. I put my arm around her and spoke to her haltingly. Shu dow-a, shu-biduck habibti, stani stani schway, min fadlick, sho bit se-wee? The minute she heard any words she knew—however poorly used—she stopped crying. She thought our flight had been canceled entirely. She needed to be in El Paso for some major medical treatment the following day. I said no, no, we’re fine, you’ll get there, just late. Who is picking you up? Let’s call him and tell him. We called her son and I spoke with him in English. I told him I would stay with his mother until we got on the plane and would ride next to her—Southwest. She talked to him. Then we called her other sons just for the fun of it. Then we called my dad and he and she spoke for a while in Arabic and found out, of course, they had ten shared friends. Then I thought just for the heck of it why not call some Palestinian poets I know and let them chat with her. This all took up about 2 hours. She was laughing a lot by then. Telling about her life. Answering questions. She had pulled a sack of homemade mamool cookies—little powdered sugar crumbly mounds stuffed with dates and nuts—out of her bag—and was offering them to all the women at the gate. To my amazement, not a single woman declined one. It was like a sacrament. The traveler from Argentina, the traveler from California, the lovely woman from Laredo—we were all covered with the same powdered sugar. And smiling. There are no better cookies. And then the airline broke out the free beverages from huge coolers—non-alcoholic—and the two little girls from our flight, one African American, one Mexican American—ran around serving us all apple juice and lemonade, and they were covered with powdered sugar, too. And I noticed my new best friend—by now we were holding hands—had a potted plant poking out of her bag, some medicinal thing with green furry leaves. Such an old country traveling tradition. Always carry a plant. Always stay rooted to somewhere. And I looked around that gate of late and weary ones and thought, this is the world I want to live in. The shared world. Not a single person in this gate—once the crying of confusion stopped—has seemed apprehensive about any other person. They took the cookies. I wanted to hug all those other women, too. This can still happen anywhere. Not everything is lost.”

— Naomi Shihab Nye, “Gate A4″

“Then there are the things, if you are particularly lucky, that this person has done for you while you’re away: how in the pantry, in the freezer, in the refrigerator will be all the food you like to eat, the scotch you like to drink. There will be the sweater you thought you lost the previous year at the theater, clean and folded and back on its shelf. There will be the shirt with its dangling buttons, but the buttons will be sewn back in place. There will be your mail stacked on one side of his desk; there will be a contract for an advertising campaign you’re going to do in Germany for an Austrian beer, with his notes in the margin to discuss with your lawyer. And there will be no mention of it, and you will know that it was done with genuine pleasure, and you will know that part of the reason—a small part, but a part—you love being in this apartment and in this relationship is because this other person is always making a home for you, and that when you tell him this, he won’t be offended but pleased, and you’ll be glad, because you meant it with gratitude.”

— Hanya Yanagihara, A Little Life

[return-of-a-space-cowboy]

Yandere fairytale au! Swan lake or jack the giant slayer with Joseph joestar or speedwagon or kars?

This will be a two part but I hope you enjoy

The princess who became a swan (pt1)

(Yandere Kars X Female Reader X Yandere Joseph)

You sat on a chair looking at the moon. You knew you could run away but even then you would never truly be free. Not while he still had control.

“My dear swan you’ve been looking at the moon for far too long” a deep voice spoke as you felt a large hand grip your shoulder.

“I thought you’d try to indulge yourself but it seems you’d rather mope around” he commented only to cause your hatred towards the male to grow. You turned your head back to see him. Long dark hair contoured his sharp face and pearly skin that seemed to glow in the moonlight.

He pulled one hand away, various rings with fine jewels covered his fingers. He rested his head on said hand before pulling a small smirk.

“So are you done being so miserable? I’d actually like for you to give me some company as it gets dreadfully lonely reading by myself” Kars asked. You stood up and faced him properly, feeling the fire in your heart.

“You have the audacity to mock my emotions after what you did to me! You stole away my freedom and took me far from those I love! You even dare to torment me further by calling me your swan. Is that how you like to cruelly remind me of what you’ve made me!” you yelled at him before trying to run from him only for him to grab your wrist.

“You are the one who put yourself in this position. I offered you dazzling jewels and silken robes. I offered you the softest pelts and exotic treasures yet you still rejected me, surely you understand that hurt me” he said as he looked at you with his crimson eyes.

“When you mean hurt you mean your ego at most, you are a selfish man in every way imaginable! I’d never marry a man who only wished to benefit themself, it would be my failure if I was to let my kingdom succumb to a greed such as yours!” you hissed as you tried to escape his grasp only to make him pull you tightly into his frame

“Lets not fight about the ins and outs of who’s to blame, you only have a few hours left after all” he said as he stroked your hair.

“Why don’t you just sit down and relax with me, you'll wear down your beauty if you keep frowning” he continued before you pushed away from him. You ran past him and through the halls and ran down as your long dress flowed behind but Kars was not worried as he knew you would come back, you always did.

🦢🦢🦢

You ran through the dark woods with tears in your eyes as the sky began to lighten. The forest thinned out in the middle to reveal a gorgeous garden long forgotten, a place only few know. The Swan lake.

You sat beside the lake weeping. Knowing that despite how much you wish upon a shooting star or how much you prayed to god in the heavens above that there was no escape. You knew how to break the spell you had read it out of Baron Kars notes but who would ever proclaim their love to you at the dead of night, let alone keep their promise. The swans of the lake pitied you as they had been cursed in a very similar way by the cruel Baron but unlike you they no longer had any hope of returning to the ones they loved, they were stolen from their husbands and wives and had their promises of a safe return broken in the heart of war from the evil sorcerer.  

As the first rays of sunshine peered from the horizon you felt your body lose balance before you fell into the crystal water of the lake. You shut your eyes as you felt your body become consumed by the curse. Eventually you emerged from the water, knowing that you had been reclaimed by your curse of day. You opened your eyes to see all the other swans around you in the lake and the forest behind you.

You turned and returned to the land before flapping your wings while running, soon the air under your wings lifted you into the sky. The higher you got the smaller everything became, even your problems seemed to become insignificant. You were touching the heavens like many dreamed to accomplish.

🦢🦢🦢

A brunette prince let out a yawn as he waited by the stable as he held a crossbow in hand. He was waiting to see if a certain knight accepted his invitation for an afternoon of competitive hunting. He huffed before having a look around the grounds before seeing the familiar face of the fair maid Suzie Qutaro cutting roses for his mother. She noticed him and waved while giving a sheepish smile, he gave her a cheeky smile back making a rosy hue to form on her cheeks before returning to her duties in a flustered state. He snickered a bit before hearing a pair of footsteps.

He looked to the otherside to see the blonde male which he had been waiting for.

“Took you long enough Caesar, I was beginning to think you didn’t have the balls to accept my challenge” the prince smugly spoke as he stretched.

“Well unlike you I actually have other things to do” Caesar commented as he walked closer.

“And if I remember correctly you lost our sparring yesterday, a four to ten if I remember correctly… you’re probably only doing this to get even with me” the male continued with a laugh which irritated the prince.

“So what if I am, I bet you’ll scare away all the wildlife with your presence alone” he retorted with a sly tone as he entered the stable and grabbed his horse. The blonde muttered something under his breath as he followed the prince and grabbed his own horse before the set of far beyond the palace grounds.

It seemed like hours of riding for the two and as night drew close it seemed less likely that either one of the young men were going to bring any trophies home.

“We should just give up now, It’ll be dark soon” Caesar said to Joseph but the ego struck brunette did not listen as he searched deeper into the thick forest. He was determined to prove that he was greater than the blonde.

“Fine then, I’ll leave by myself… if you get eaten by the wolves then it’s not my fault” Caesar stated as rolled his eyes before he began walking back to where they left their horses.

Joseph only snickered at the blonde, thinking about how much of a coward he was to leave now. He kept up his search for something worthy for his display but to no success but when he realised the sun was setting and his luck was not with him today he found what he was looking for. A snow white swan sleeping just a few meters in front of him, it seemed almost like it was given to him on a silver tray.

All he needed to do was shoot it in the heart and it was his. He had a steady aim, his finger slowly before the loud shout of an owl threw him off, causing the arrow to hit the swans wing instead.

You woke up to feel the sharp pain of the arrow, you screamed out before running deeper into the forest, the brunette was quick in his attempt to apprehend you. You tried to fly but it only hurt more.

You managed to get at a far distance from the man who was chasing you but you knew you needed to hide. You looked around to find some shrubs that might offer a good hiding place. You hid yourself and watched through the shrubs as he approached before standing around to try to figure where you had gone, you thought you had managed to lose him before you saw the moon begin to rise.

Just as the prince was about to give up he saw you appear from the bushes, a beautiful young woman adone in a swan feathered gown he was captivated by you as he saw the most beautiful woman he’d seen. As she ran he saw the arrow in her arm, he tried to reach you in an attempt to help you, unaware that you were the swan he had shot.

You panicked as he still chased through the forest but just as you began to lose your strength you felt a pair of arms pull you aside, you looked up to see Kars looking down at you with an emotion you hadn’t seen before.

“I’m glad I came in time” he said empathetically before tracing his finger against the arrow in your arm causing you to flinch.

“This is why I need you to stay with me, that horrible man could have killed you dear” he said in a soft yet condoning manner, at this moment you knew he was just using the situation as a way to scare you out of leaving him but yet you still held onto him, you were afraid as you knew you could have very well died.

“Without me you’re defenceless” he continued as he stroked your hair as you buried your head in his chest and when you finally looked at him again you realised that you were both back in his castle.

“Now I’ll have to remove that arrow so lay down and stay still” he requested, you laid on the love seat knowing very well that he wasn’t going to let his crimson eyes off of you for sometime after this incident.  

Meanwhile Joseph the forest on his horse with a bloody feather from the mysterious woman's dress, wondering if he’d ever see you again, hoping he would meet you again in a better circumstance.

[memecomradejojo]

Hi my name is DIO and I have spiky blond hair (that’s how I got my name) in a mullet that reaches my shoulders with pointy bangs and the part on top teased backwards and crimson red eyes like blood and a lot of people tell me my body looks like Jonathan Joestar (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m not related to Kars but I wish I was because he’s a major fricking hottie. I’m a vampire but my teeth are straight and white. I have pale white skin. I’m also a stand user, and I live in a house in Cairo where I’m the cult leader (I’m a murderer). I’m a thot (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear mostly yellow. I love Claire’s and I buy all my clothes from there. For example today I was wearing a skintight black body suit with a collar and a yellow cropped jacket with yellow chaps, matching green heart headband, belt, and kneepads and ridged yellow elf shoes. I was wearing purple lipstick, pale foundation, winged eyeliner and lots of mascara. I was walking outside. It was snowing and raining so there was no sun, which I was very happy about. A lot of stand users stared at me. I yelled muda at them.

[doubleattitude]

OCPAA

KAR, Costa Mesa, CA 2021: RESULTS

Primary:

5 and Under Solo

1st: Brooklyn Guerrero-’Lip Gloss’

2nd: Sydney Johnson-’Fergalicious’

3rd: Taylor Godlewski-’My Heart’

4th: Sloane Schuster-’When I Grow Up’

7th: Kimiko Evans-’Just The Way You Are’

9th: June Khoury-’Junie In A Bottle’

10th: Kylee Densmore-’Shake Your Tail Feather’

5 and Under Duet/Trio

1st: ‘Secret Chord’

2nd: 'Single Ladies’

5 and Under Large Group

1st: 'Once Upon A Time’

6-8 Solo

2nd: Cece Chung-’And I Am Telling You’

5th: Nyla Mccarthy-’Wind It Up’

10th: Kailee Lozano-’What You Know About Me’

11th: Everly Fritchie-’Hallelujah’

12th: Makenzie Rowland-’Rise Up’

14th: Ashley Issa-’Monsters’

6-8 Duet/Trio

2nd: 'Riding Dirty’

3rd: 'Beat It’

4th: 'Wash That Man’

6-8 Small Group

1st: 'Boujee Girls’

2nd: 'Silent Night’

5th: 'Black Cat’

6th: 'Humble and Kind’

6-8 Large Group

1st: 'Beach Party’

6-8 Line

1st: 'Icon’

9-11 Solo

2nd: Riley Stem-’Life of the Party’

3rd: Kelsey Pastian-’Forget About The Boy’

8th: Harlee Lozano-’Cold Hearted Snake’

9-11 Small Group

4th: 'Bring On The Men’

Secondary:

6-8 Solo

1st: Avery Olson-’Broadway On The Brain’

2nd: Dylan Reuss-’Lost Boy’

4th: Brinley Lowe-’Candyman’

5th: Audrina Mossembekker-’Fields of Gold’

6th: Leighton Godlewski-’Hold Your Hand’

7th: Journee Phillip-’Misdemeanor’

9th: Ariella Truong-’True Colors’

10th: Kyle Chen-’Goodbye Yellow Brick Road’

6-8 Duet/Trio

2nd: ‘Fly’

3rd: ‘Snow White’

6-8 Small Group

1st: 'Out of This World’

2nd: 'Let There Be Peace’

3rd: 'Bad Romance’

4th: 'The Buzz’

6-8 Large Group

1st: 'Poker Face’

2nd: ‘Carry That Weight’

3rd: 'Diamonds are Forever’

9-11 Solo

1st: Helena Olaerts-’Bend and Snap’

2nd: Esme Lee-’Chandelier’

4th: Ariel Lantz-Lola-’Wonder’

5th: Jillian Mahan-’Bills’

7th: Alyssa Mastroianni-’Crippled Bird’

8th: Jordyn Rockett-’Power’

9th: Sara Von Rotz-’Locomotion’

10th: Grace Montano-’Vogue’

13th: Grace Howerton-’Entertain You’

18th: Amber Janio-’Teen Spirit’

19th: Alexandra Collins-’Read All About It’

9-11 Duet/Trio

1st: 'Memory’

9-11 Small Group

1st: 'I Was Broken’

9-11 Large Group

1st: 'Falling In Love’

12-14 Solo

5th: Alexa Hedlund-’Egyptian Lover’

Intermediate:

9-11 Solo

1st: Brooke Edwards-’Yellow Brick Road’

4th: Sophia Fleischman-’Rhapsody’

5th: Kylie Gonzalez-’Take Me to Church’

6th: Millea Hill-’Proud Mary’

7th: Keira Pagaza-’Hold Your Breath’

9th: Kiley Lowe-’Wallflower’

9-11 Small Group

2nd: 'Breakin Dishes’

3rd: 'Where Are We’

9-11 Large Group

1st: 'Little Bird’

12-14 Solo

5th: Presslie Novits-’Let Me Entertain You’

12-14 Large Group

2nd: 'Lost Without You’

Elite:

9-11 Solo

1st: Arabella Kim-’Unchained’

9-11 Large Group

1st: 'Sushi’

12-14 Solo

1st: Naia Parker-’Que Sera’

2nd: Olivia Magni-’Moonlight Sonata’

3rd: Sammi Chung-’Eight’

4th: Hope Edwards-’Keeping Me Down’

6th: Mackenzie Kleveno-’Beats’

9th: Delaney Bojorquez-’Tessellate’

10th: Ella Montano-’Lonely’

11th: Brooke Volkert-’I Will Survive’

12th: Ashlyn Blanpied-’Fever’

13th: Libby Haye-’Work Song’

14th: Madelyn Laussade-’Gotcha’

15th: Morgan Landrigan-’Train Wreck’

12-14 Small Group

1st: 'Ramalama’

2nd: ‘Maneater’

3rd: 'My Darling’

4th: 'Heartbreak Hotel’

5th: 'Solo Dancing’

15-19 Solo

1st: Aleialanee Ponce De Leon-’Love Song’

10th: Cameron Chen-’Desperado’

15-19 Small Group

2nd: 'Gravity’

Title Competition:

Primary Miss Mini Dance

Winner: Taylor Godlewski-’My Heart’

3rd runner-up: June Khoury-’Junie In A Bottle’

4th runner-up: Emma Walters-’Countdown’

Primary Petite Miss Dance

1st runner-up: Nyla Mccarthy-’Wind It Up’

Secondary Petite Miss Dance

Winner: Leighton Godlewski-’Hold Your Hand’

2nd runner-up: Audrina Mossembekker-’Once Upon Another Time’

3rd runner-up: Ariella Truong-’True Colors’

5th runner-up: Cerys Cogswell-’Pure Imagination’

Secondary Junior Miss Dance

Winner: Jillian Mahan-’Ladies On The Floor’

1st runner-up: Ariel Lantz-Lola-’Wonder’

4th runner-up: Alyssa Mastroianni-’Crippled Bird’

Intermediate Junior Miss Dance

1st runner-up: Liliana Mastroiannai-’Once Upon A Dream

Elite Junior Miss Dance

Winner: Arabella Kim-’Unchained’

Elite Teen Miss Dance

2nd runner-up: Alina Marquez-’Purple Rain’

Special Awards:

Studio of Excellence

Primary

Orange County Performing Arts Academy

Secondary

Orange County Performing Arts Academy

Intermediate

Orange County Performing Arts Academy

Best Costume

‘Heartbreak Hotel’

‘Maneater’

Most Entertaining

‘Breakin Dishes’

Junior Photogenic

Harlee Lozano

Judges Choice

Cuteness Overload

‘Once Upon A Time’

Proptastic

‘Hopelessly Devoted’.

Winning Hand

‘Poker Face’

IDA:

Outstanding Performance

Jazz: ‘Maneater’

Lyrical/Modern: 'Ramalama’

Ballet/Open/Acro/Gym: 'My Darling’

[worldwidedio]

Hi my name is Dio “DIO” Joestar-Brando and I have fluffy 'blond’ hair with a green ‘headband’ that has a heart on it and bright amber ‘eyes’ like demon tears and a lot of people tell me I ‘look’ like Jonathan Joestar (AN: if u don’t know who he is get da hell out of here!). I’m not ‘related’ to Lord Kars but I wish I was because he’s a major fucking ‘hottie’. I’m a vampire but my teeth are ‘straight’ and white. I have pale white ‘skin’. I’m also a ‘stand’ user, and I live in an abandoned mansion in Cairo where I have a bunch of ‘followers’ (I’m 122). I’m a ‘goth’ (in case you couldn’t tell) and I wear ‘mostly’ black and yellow. I love ‘Hot Topic’ and I buy all my ‘clothes’ from there. For ‘example’ today I was wearing a black tank top with a yellow jacket and matching yellow ‘pants’, green suspenders and gold shoes. I was ‘wearing’ green lipstick, white foundation, black eyeliner ‘and’ gold eye shadow. I was ‘walking’ outside my mansion. It was snowing and raining so there was no 'sun’, which I was very ‘happy’ about. Jotaro and 'Kakyoin’ stared at me. I put up my ‘middle’ finger at them.

[holylulusworld]

Cas x blind soulmate reader and when she first meets him she runs into his wings and just fluff

Blind Love

Pairing: Castiel x Blind!Reader

Warnings: awkward situations, fluff, soulmates

You are used to the darkness surrounding you. The world never had colors or even bright light for you. When other people can describe the blue sky or the white snow, you can only imagine the things they try to describe.

While your fellow student tries to describe her last trip to the Grand Canyon you slide your fingers over your book, loving the way the braille feels under your fingertips.

There are faster methods to read a book, or rather let technology read it for you, but sometimes you just want to feel the pages and use the knowledge your mom taught you during childhood.

You are smiling as the words appear in your mind. The story is about soul mates and how the world turns into a more colorful one when you finally met each other.

Wishing this would be true you keep on reading the book until an odd noise catches your attention.

“What was that?”

“What was what, Y/N?” Glancing at you your friend looks around, not knowing what you might have heard.

“It sounded like wings; huge wings close by. I don’t know how to describe it, Karen.” Shrugging you listen closely but the noise is gone, and you shake the thought away.

“Huge wings, Babe?” Laughing your roommate shakes her head but you know what she does.

People believe only as you are blind you will not recognize what they are doing but your hearing is better, advanced even.

“I heard it, Karen. There was an odd noise and I know it. Maybe it was a bird of prey or something, dunno.”

“Alright, stop reading and follow me out of this dusty library to live a little. Birds of prey in a library - best joke ever, Y/N.”

Karen tries to get you out of your shell, but you won’t budge, determined to read the end of the story.

“I will read some more, Kar. We see us later. Go and have fun with your Sweetheart, I know you want to. I will come to our room later and we can hang out.”

Getting up Karen sighs heavily, not wanting to leave you alone, but she doesn’t want to stay at the library any longer.

“Later, Y/N.”

Silence greets you and for a moment you are relieved. As much as you like your friend, sometimes you seek having some time on your own to enjoy the silence.

Turning your attention toward your book you hear the odd noise again, this time a bit louder and you get up, grabbing your book to follow the rustling of wings.

For a moment there’s silence again, but the noise returns, and you feel something brush your arm.

Your heart beats faster as you walk toward the entrance only to bump into someone or rather something. Your nose brushes over the soft material and your hands grasp for hold only to feel feathers under your fingertips.

A moment later you can ‘see’ a bright light and something blue appear in front of you. Not knowing what just happened you wonder why you feel warmth float your body.

“Y/N, I was looking for you.” A deep but soft voice speaks to you and your heart jumps in your chest as you can see the blue light once again. “I can…I can see you or your aura…”

“I know, Y/N. I am your soul mate; this means you can see my soul and mine is blue as I am an angel of the Lord. It’s much too ask for but you need to follow me as you are in great danger. My friends are at your place to grab a few things.”

“Soulmate…Angel of the Lord…I can see your soul.” Smiling you let Castiel take your hand in his and warmth floats your body once again. “How’s your name?”

“I am Castiel, Y/N. I will protect you from now on. Do you trust me?” Nodding you let Castiel press you to his body. He’s gently rubbing your back as you lean into his gentle touch.

“I trust you.” Murmuring the words, you smile as you finally found your missing part.

“Y/N, I’ll bring you to a safe place and make sure no one will ever hurt you. I felt incomplete without you, my love.”

Wings surround you and for the first time in your life, you feel completely safe…

SPN Forever Tags

@donnaintx, @screechingartisancashbailiff, @fallen-wolf22, @sister-winchesters99, @mogaruke, @the-is13, @helloitsmeamie203, @sandlee44, @strayrosesbloom, @notyourtypicalrose, @thewinchesterco, @marvelfansworld, @hobby27, @gh0stgurl, @flamencodiva, @jay-and-dean, @voltage-my2dlove, @spnhollis, @chonisberonica, @wittysunflower, @supernaturalenchanted, @shikshinkwon, @yolobloggers, @hhiggs, @laxe-from-outer-space, @ilovefanfic86, @linki-locks11, @eggingamazinglove, @trumpettay, @fandom-imagines1, @thenamelesschibi, @waywardbaby, @straycuties9, @drakelover78, @stuckys-whore, @zxph-yr, @i-love-superhero, @unlikelysamwinchesteronahunt, @deepmuffinspymaker, @katpatrova17, @heyitscam99, @fandom-princess-forevermore, @neii3n, @exo-nova, @cocklesbelli, @echoesofpassion, @lauravic, @shatteredabby, @deanmonandnegansbitch, @sea040561, @lemondropirwin, @lonewolf471, @wronglanemendes, @juniorhuntersam, @helpmeluci, @goodgodimaweirdperson, @shadowkat-83, @alltimesamantha, @officialmarvelwhore, @meganywinchester, @miraclesoflove, @lu-sullivan, @maniacproffesor, @hollymac79, @kayla-2000, @gracefultrenchcoat494, @babygirls-fav, @spnwoman, @amiquette, @alexoloughlinlover32, @geekofmanyforms, @jessica-marsh09, @spnficgirl, @shut-themoonscone, @thequeenreaders, @countrygal17a, @atomicfandombomb, @kteelou, @soryuwifeyxx, @kricketc28, @defenderrosetyler, @shortwinchester, @maybesomedaygayyyy, @tmiships4life, @sabascio, @that-place-called-middle-earth, @the-broken-angel-13, @bunnybaby89, @pandabiiissh, @maddiedott, @lilulo-12, @theoneandonlymelol, @mblaqgi, @clawsandshotguns, @justsomedreaming, @cassiopeia-barrow, @its-the-timey-wimey-winchesters, @mscarter213, @jo-like-josette, @mep6811, @prettydeaneyes, @rvgrsbrns, @deanwanddamons, @certaindeanwinchesterforcastiel

[guyeguia]

Una lista de Amy Taubin

1. Rules of the Game (Jean Renoir) 2. Vertigo (Alfred Hitchcock) 3. Au Hasard Balthazar (Robert Bresson) 4. Man with A Movie Camera (Dziga Vertov) 5. Two or Three Things I know About Her (Jean-Luc Godard) 6. Jeanne Dielman (Chantal Akerman) 7. Ikiru (Akira Kurosawa) 8. Citizen Kane (Orson Welles) 9. Some Like it Hot (Billy Wilder) 10. Tokyo Story (Yasujiro Ozu) 11. Apu Trilogy (Satyajit Ray) 12. Xala (Ousmene Sembene) 13. The Rise to Power of Louis XIV (Roberto Rossellini) 14. The Puppet Master (Hou Hsiao-Hsien) 15. Barry Lyndon (Stanley Kubrick) 16. Shoah (Claude Lanzmann) 17. Taxi Driver (Martin Scorsese) 18. Do the Right Thing (Spike Lee) 19. Flaming Creatures (Jack Smith) 20. Les Vampires (Louis Feuillade) 21. Screentests (Andy Warhol) 22. Videodrome (David Cronenberg) 23. Through the Olive Trees (Abbas Kiarostami) 24. A Woman Under the Influence (John Cassavetes) 25. Vampyr (Carl Dreyer) 26. Sunrise (Murnau) 27. In the Mood for Love (Wong Kar-Wai) 28. No Fear No Die (Claire Denis) 29. Spoor (aka Pokot) (Agnieszska Holland) 30. Wavelength (Michael Snow) 31. Walden: Diaries Notes Sketches (Jonas Mekas) 32: Daughters of the Dust (Julie Dash) 33. Vagabond (Agnes Varda) 34. I Am Not Your Negro (Raoul Peck) 35. The Social Network (David Fincher) 36. Orpheus (Jean Cocteau) 37. Killer of Sheep (Charles Burnett) 38. Touch of Sin (Jia Zhang-ke) 39. The Gleaners and I (Agnes Varda) 40. The Body Beautiful (Ngozi Onwarah) 41: Time (Garrett Bradley) 42. Gunda (Victor Kossakovsky) 43. Wanda (Barbara Loden) 44. Love is the Message the Message is Death and The White Album (Arthur Jafa) 45. Ken Jacobs’ Vimeo site. 46. Christmas on Earth (Barbara Rubin) 47. Scenes from Under Childhood (part one) (Stan Brakhage) 48. Army of Shadows (Jean-Pierre Melville) 49. Mulholland Drive (David Lynch) 50. Donnie Darko (Richard Kelly) 51. A Family Finds Entertainment (Ryan Trecartin) 52. India Song (Marguerite Duras) 1. I May Destroy You (Michela Coel) 2. The Bureau (Eric Rochant) 3. Top of the Lake (Jane Campion)

[midknight-sentinel]

Anonymous shield-sibling said:

♚ - a memory of something paranormal

memory meme

      Fingers trailed along old, ancient stone. The sounds of his own footsteps echoing through the empty, abandoned halls of one of Kher Lodur’s many temples. He had found himself travelling, on a mission for the Slayer before their mighty crusade against the forces of Hell-- before they’d reach the shores and reach Nekravol.

      Hallkel was accompanied by a man, with his silver hair put back into a tight bun with the sides of his head shaved, sapphire-colored eyes flicking around the room with a bit of stubble on his face. He had a sharp jawline, and wore much more lighter armor-- with leathers and silk cloth, being a few different shades of green and teal, and a silver trim. He had his arm wrapped around Hallkel’s shoulders, while his other hand gripped tightly at a torch, lifting it up to lead the way. “ ...Should be around here... ” Eunokh mumbled, as Hallkel’s lighter-colored blue eyes drifted to him. “ Ser Eunokh... ” Hallkel murmured, “ Will it truly be here to help us? If we are unable to find it... ”

      “ You worry too much. ” Eunokh responded with a huff of a laugh, a smirk spreading across his face. “ And, hey. Told you to just call me Eunokh, Lord Eindride. ” He nudged Hallkel’s side, making the white-haired Argentan laugh as they pressed on.

      They were travelling down a long, wide hall, with engravings and murals on the walls, of ancient Sentinels and battles along the walls, of gods and kings, with torches lining the walls that had long since died out. Eunokh whistled a bit as he slowly unwrapped his arm from around Hallkel, looking around the hall. “ Hall of Kings, huh? ” He mumbled, as Hallkel cracked a little grin in excitement. He lifted his hands off of his gleaming, pristine helm, strapping it to his side and rushing to get his journal from underneath his armor, getting his small pen (that he admittedly took from his previous officer before he rebelled), and began to write down what he could. Eunokh just looked at him, entertained by his joy for the history of such an old place.

      “ T-This is amazing...! ” Hallkel muttered after a moment, “ To have so much history in one room, of our people from even before the Maykrs! ” Eunokh could hear him scribbling on, and it made him chuckle, but he suddenly quieted down... Making Hallkel lift his head. “ Nokhie? ” He softly asked, his tone swiftly being filled with worry as the other man shushed him quickly. The two stood in silence in the dark, dusty halls, and all they could hear was their breathing. That is...

      Until the torches suddenly began to come to life, lighting up with a light swoosh of flames, blue light coming from them as the halls suddenly lit up, more and more, making Hallkel suddenly tense up. The Night Sentinel rushed to put his journal away, grabbing at the hilt of his sectioned sword, while the Inquisitor had gotten his dagger out as some form of self-defense, dropping his torch onto the floor. “ Who is there?! ” Hallkel called out, “ I am Lord Hallkel the Voice Weaver of House Eindride! Show yourself! ”

      “...Ｅｉｎｄｒｉｄｅ.” An otherworldly, disembodied voice softly spoke in the thin air of the halls of murals, as Eunokh scowled a little. Keeping his dagger level with what could have been around them, Eunokh frowned a bit when he chose to speak, “ And I’m Inquisitor Eunokh. ” He grumbled out, “ His servant. ” Such a response definitely upset Hallkel, as his head turned to him with a look of disappointment at him using such a title. The two looked around warily, before the voice spoke again, “ Ｗｈａｔ ｄｏ ｙｏｕ ｓｅｅｋ ｉｎ ｔｈｉｓ ｈｏｌｙ ｐｌａｃｅ？”

      Hallkel furrowed his brows a little, straightening his posture as he kept his hands on the hilt of his sword, beginning to slowly step forward. His eyes drifted around the room, slowly, trying to find the source of the voice still. However, he saw nothing. He had been focused on the end of the hall, which they were now close to. The hall had opened up to a large sanctuary, with the dome-like ceiling being decorated with murals of paragons, stone statues of Night Sentinels lining the walls in ancient armor, armed with swords that were stabbed into the floor. The floor, itself, was covered in water, save for a bridge that led to a large altar (or, perhaps, a sarcophagus?) in the center of the room.

      Taking a deep breath, Hallkel picked up the pace as he walked along, Eunokh having to jog to catch up to him. Eunokh furrowed his brows a little, as he mumbled, “ ... say something. ” to the Night Sentinel. The Sentinel grunted a bit, but he lifted his head and began to speak, “ We desire the Blade of Sigewulf, to battle the demons on the shores of Hell and to protect our home! ”

      He suddenly felt a chill up his spine, his whole body freezing up as his eyes stared at the altar in the distance. No, it wasn’t an altar at all... It was indeed a sarcophagus of sorts. It was in the shape of a man, lying on his back, his stone hands clasping at a carefully-crafted hilt, with old cloth around it and a moon-shamed pommel, though no sign of a blade. Suddenly, Hallkel stepped forward again with a light shiver, squeezing his eyes shut. Eunokh could see it, and he had rushed to Hallkel’s side, grunting a bit and gripping at the man’s free hand. “ Hey. ” Said Eunokh, furrowing his brows a little. Hallkel turned his head back to him, swallowing hard, about to say something-- until Eunokh spoke again. “ We’re in this together, sol’num. Right? ”

      This had gotten Hallkel to crack a smile to him. A bright one. And, instantly, Hallkel was feeling pretty relieved. Knowing Eunokh was there to support him... it helped him relax, knowing that. Hallkel opened his mouth to him to say something, only to flinch when the voice spoke again, and a wind blew through the halls, sweeping into the room and sending Hallkel’s braid whipping about, while Eunokh had ducked his head down, arms up over his head to shield himself from the strong winds the best he could. “ Ｔａｋｅ ｔｈｅ ｂｌａｄｅ， ｔｈｅｎ， Ｓｅｎｔｉｎｅｌｓ． Ｐｒｏｔｅｃｔ ｙｏｕｒ ｈｏｍｅ ｆｒｏｍ ｔｈｅ ｕｎｈｏｌｙ． ”

      Then... the wind faded, as Hallkel glanced back to his companion, “ A-Are you alright, Eunokh? ” He quietly asked, helping him stand straight, before warily looking around the room. That voice... it weirdly felt familiar, but Hallkel couldn’t ever put his finger on it. Masculine-sounding, deep, intense, gravelly... But he couldn’t put his fingers on it. Eunokh’s eyes drifted up to him, and he nodded, trying to straighten up his own hair the best he could. “ Y-Yeah. Let’s just get the sword already, huh? ” He asked. Hallkel nodded with a little determined grin, and took his hand, pulling him along to rush along the bridge. “ H-Hey, hey, hey, hold on! Not that fast! ” Eunokh sputtered out, with Hallkel chuckling-- he knew to treat this place with respect... but they needed to get the sword quickly. Quickly. Before they dealt with any demons. “ Then make yourself go faster, Eunokh, my love! ” He said back to him with a little laugh, as Eunokh scowled at him, the two getting closer and closer to the sarcophagus...

          ...

      ...Hallkel breathed out a tad as he looked down at the hilt. It was no Crucible-- certainly not as strong as one, but it’s saved Hallkel’s life countless times. He stared down at the hilt, before lifting it up and flicking his wrist. Almost instantly, it lit up and came to life, a large blade of red energy extending from the hilt, burning brightly against the snow while he stood there. He had to hold it like a greatsword, however, as he suddenly felt the weight of the blade, making him clench his teeth... It didn’t help all of his injuries ached at the sudden weight, especially on his arms and back... But, fuck it.

      He’d fight with this until the end of his days when he’d find himself back in Hell... and he’d rip and tear, just like the Great Slayer would. Until it was done. Until his home was saved.

          Kar En Tuk.

[evseem]

Malatya ❄