#Heartbeats By Lady GAGA

[earth-1218designate]

*2000s kid, and I rep L.A.? Gotta keep a pair of Beats with me.

[dentpx]

sometimes im like ohhhh i'm not really gay enough im a fake bisexual but (1) LADY GAGA (2) jenny nicholson. two women who frankly i would risk it all for. if the devil came to me tonight ajnd said zoe. if you sell me your soul you will live the rest of your days happy with one of those two women. but you WILL sufefer in entezrity hereafter your death. brother????? i am selling my soul

[heavenknowsffs]

Yes my favourite genres are metal and rock but i am also latina AND bisexual you know what that does to a person?

[yandere-romanticaa]

¡! ❞ 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑.

❝ he licked his lips, said to me - girl you look good enough to eat - put his arms around me, said - boy, no, get your paws right off me. ❞

yandere! blade x fem! reader.

inspired by the song monster by lady gaga.

The scent of blood. The filth of iron. A shallow echo, followed by the sound of absolute nothingness.

He was close by.

You could feel it.

It was difficult to pinpoint when this song and dance had begun but that was just the way Blade handled everything, as you would come to learn. You could recall bumping into a masked stranger in large crowds on the Lofu - whom you now know is Blade - and finding it odd just how often they would occur. At first it just felt like a simple accident, perhaps the man was just working in a place that was close to your own shop, thus making all the run ins nothing too strange or something worthy to ponder on about.

It all took a turn for worse once you felt the hairs at the back of your neck standing up straight when you would be walking home at night.

The streets would be empty and desolate, not a single soul in sight. You chalked it up to being paranoid, because who wouldn't wouldn't be afraid to walk home alone in the dark? The only thing that could be heard was the sound of a few stray critters and the sound of your own beating heart. Every heartbeat felt like it knocked the air out of you, the pumps getting stronger and stronger with every step you would take. Paranoia would take over your entire mind as you would check behind you every few seconds, to see if there really was a mystery man following you.

All of that fear would be washed away once you'd be in front of your door, the familiar wood calming your nerves as you'd fumble with the keys. With an eager sigh, you'd open the door with lightning speed and shut it just as fast, always double locking it. Your back would be pressed against the wooden frame as you'd put your hand on your chest, checking to see if your poor heart had finally managed to catch a breather.

This routine went on for months. You told your friends about the looming shadow that tailed you for countless nights, how terrified you were and just how unsafe it was for you to be walking home alone. Naturally, the responses were mixed. Some thought that you were just being jumpy, imagining things going bump in the night. It was natural to be scared of the unknown, that was their way of comforting you. The other side was more sympathetic and were more than willing to hear you out. Taking your words seriously, a good friend had offered himself to walk you home from that night onward. His own home was also close to your own so it was pretty much perfect. The two of you made plans on where to meet and what time. You could even treat him to some dinner while you were together, it was the least you could do to repay him for his kindness. Finally, the sun had set and it was time to depart together with your friend. With a pep in your step, you walked towards the rendezvous point and feeling just a bit more confident in this decision. You waited there and checked the time, he was running late. Well, it's not unusual to be a few minutes late, you could wait more.

Five minutes turned into ten.

Ten minutes turned into thirty.

This wasn't alright.

Everything was off once more, the familiar sensation of adrenaline had kicked back in as you looked around for your friend. Where was he? Why didn't he show up? Was this all just a prank to him after all?

Feeling dejected and nervous, you walked back home alone, the lights from the lanterns being your only companions. The familiar sounds of the night were still there, the occasional drunken yell as well.

But the sting that you would feel at the back of your neck, it...

It was not there.

There was no tension, no other presence that you could feel.

You were lost in the darkness.

The next day, you asked around for your friend but they all said the same thing - he had a sudden accident a bit before he was supposed to meet up with you and ended up bludging both his arms and legs. No one knew how it happened and whenever they would ask the guy all he would do is stare back at them, his lips quivering and bloodshot eyes filled to the brim with terror.

It made you want to curl up into a hole in the ground.

Calling in sick, you decided to go home while it was still daylight. The habit of looking behind your shoulder was very much on alert but there was also a sense of calmness in the air. Instead of the cold and chilly night you were walking down a path which was light up with warm light, instead of sounds of creatures looking for their next meal all you could hear were the sound of street vendors and chatter of children. The food smelled delicious and you allowed yourself the luxury of loosening up, just for a little bit. As you rummaged through your purse you came into contact with the familiar feeling of metal keys, the tiny charm you had on them being a dead set indicator. You put the key into the lock but before you twisted it, you turned around one last time to admire the scenery around you.

Happy children and grumpy adults were scattered all over the place, all of them lost in their own little world or they mingled with each other in one way or the other. You were particularly focused on the little boy who was devouring a grilled piece of meat on the stick, the aroma of it almost making your mouth drool. Looking behind your back really wasn't all too bad, especially if you could feast your eyes on the pure serenity which was so close.

Turns out, it was your front which you had to be looking out for.

Just as you opened the door, a tall man with jet black hair was on the other side. He stood perfectly still as he stared down at you, his blood red eyes leering over your body, like a hunter going in for the kill. Dread bubbled in your stomach at an alarming rate but before the scream could come out to the surface, the dark stranger pressed you close to him, one hand holding your waist tightly while the other clamped your mouth shut, not even allowing you to breathe.

"If you even make a sound." he said, his voice gruff but determined.

"I will kill every single person that is standing behind you. Man, woman or child, it does not matter to me."

You wanted to hurl. Your eyes were blown wide open with fear, your entire body shaking with anticipation as his hot breath fanned the shell of your ear. You could feel his teeth ghosting your earlobe, threatening to take a bite whenever he pleased. The hand which was snaked around your waist moved upwards to your back, his bandaged finger tracing the flesh through the fabric of your shirt. No one from the outside world was even paying attention to you and if they did, the two of you probably looked like two love birds who were just thoroughly enchanted with one another.

"You know." said the man, his voice edging on playful now. "I've been watching you for a while now."

You could feel your stomach drop in realization and he too picked up on that fact. He chuckled right in front of your face, his long strands of hair tickling your cheeks. You didn't even realize just how sticky his hands were up until now, you how putrid his scent was, like he had just cut up a carcass and left it for dead under the sun.

"Oh?" he chuckled, his tone fully serious now.

"Don't you recognize the smell of your friend?"

The tears finally kicked in and the sicko in front of you took great pleasure in them. You bawled like a baby in front of him, the horror of knowing that your friend was either dead or dying in a ditch somewhere was just too much to handle. But the creek merely laughed at you, his body shaking with pleasure as he kissed your tears away, his horrid cackles ringing loudly in your eyes. You managed to look at the world behind you one last time, your eyes searching for someone, anyone to help you in this time of need. But no one was there to see you, no one was there to help you.

The last thing you saw was a few strings of light before the stranger kicked the door shut with his foot, sealing you away from any possible freedom.

[hoe4hotchner]

The Beauty of Us | [A.H]

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x fem!reader CW: This is the sickly sweet fluff fic I was talking about, wedding, also no dialogue in this one. WC: 1.6k

I have not proof read this at all - I couldn't stop crying 😅 It's probably also me yapping a lot about the same thing.

           The soft glow of candlelight illuminated the elegant reception hall, casting a warm, golden hue over the guests gathered to celebrate the union of you and Aaron. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, their delicate prisms scattering light like stars across the room, while exquisite floral arrangements adorned each table, filling the space with a heady scent of roses and lilies. The atmosphere was alive with laughter, the clinking of glasses, and the gentle hum of conversation, all blending seamlessly with the sweet notes of a live string quartet playing softly in the background. Yet, despite the lively celebration surrounding you, your attention was solely focused on Aaron.

           As the first notes of the song you had chosen for your first dance began to play, the world around you faded into a gentle blur. Aaron stepped closer, his dark eyes locking onto yours with an intensity that sent a thrill through your heart. You felt as if time had suspended itself, the noise and bustle of the celebration slipping away, leaving only the two of you in your own bubble of intimacy. He reached for your hand, his touch warm and reassuring as he guided you toward the center of the dance floor.

           Once there, he pulled you close, your bodies fitting together effortlessly as if they were always meant to be. You could feel the heat radiating from him, each heartbeat echoing in the shared space between you. As you melted into his embrace, your heart swelled with emotion, filling every corner of your being. The song enveloped you like a soft blanket, its melody wrapping around you both as you swayed gently to the rhythm, lost in the magic of the moment. You breathed in the scent of him - a fresh cologne - and felt utterly at home in his arms, surrounded by a cocoon of love and warmth that made the world outside feel impossibly far away.

           "When it’s all over, when the world is gone, I’ll die with a smile."

           As Aaron spun you into his arms, the world around you blurred, and a flood of cherished memories washed over your mind - the very first time you met, his quick smile catching your attention across the crowded room; the quiet moments shared in his office, where the tension of the day melted away in the sanctuary of his presence; late-night conversations that lingered until the early hours of dawn, laughter and whispered secrets weaving a tapestry of intimacy between you. Each of those moments built a bridge to this one, a culmination of everything you had endured together - the challenges, the victories, the love that had blossomed amidst it all. His touch was both tender and possessive as if he were holding you tightly to ensure you would never escape.

           Your gaze traveled from his deep, soulful eyes to the way his hair fell just above his forehead, that small quirk of his you adored, and the way the corners of his lips curved into a soft, genuine smile whenever he looked at you, lighting up the dimness of the hall. You could feel the warmth of his breath against your skin, a comforting reminder of the life you had built together, a testament to your shared journey.

           The world outside continued on, people laughing and celebrating, but for the two of you, time had come to a standstill. Aaron's strong hands found their place at your waist, his fingers gently but firmly pulling you even closer, and you leaned your head against his shoulder, inhaling the familiar scent of him - something clean and comforting. You relished the moment, allowing yourself to be completely present in his embrace. The gentle movement of your bodies made you feel weightless as if you were floating on a cloud, suspended in a dream that you never wanted to end.

           "In the end, my love, I’ll always be there."

           You closed your eyes, allowing the music to seep into your soul, its melody wrapping around you like a warm embrace. The lyrics resonated deeply within your heart, weaving a beautiful promise that no matter what life threw your way, you would face it together. Each note carried the weight of your shared experiences, and you could hear the love and sincerity in every note, every word, echoing the unbreakable bond that tied you both together.

           As the song continued, you felt Aaron's fingers slide up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear, the gentle caress of his touch sending a shiver down your spine. The intimacy of that simple gesture made your heart flutter as if he were anchoring you to the moment. You looked up at him, and for a moment, you were utterly lost in the depths of his gaze - those dark, expressive eyes that held galaxies of emotion, filled with unwavering love and steadfast promise. It felt like a vow, spoken without words, assuring you that he would always be by your side.

           The memory of your journey together played like a montage in your mind, each moment a vivid snapshot of love and resilience. You recalled the challenges you had faced - the late nights spent discussing fears, the quiet strength he offered during your darkest days, and the laughter that filled your shared spaces, echoing like music against the walls of your hearts. The tears, the struggles, and the moments of pure joy that had brought you to this very day danced before your eyes, a testament to the life you were gonna build together.

           You remembered the first time he had called you "my wife" and how that simple title felt like a warm embrace, wrapping you in a sense of belonging that was both exhilarating and grounding. It was a reminder of the life you had chosen, a commitment that transcended words, and as you swayed gently in his arms, you felt the reality of that promise bloom between you.

           "Even if the sky falls down on me, I’ll die with a smile."

           The song reached its climax, the notes soaring high, and you could feel the energy of the crowd surging around you like a tide of joy and celebration. Laughter and applause filled the air, but all you could focus on was Aaron. His lips parted in a radiant smile that ignited a flutter deep within your heart, and in that precious moment, everything fell into place. You knew without a doubt that this was exactly where you were meant to be, wrapped up in each other’s arms amidst the warmth of love and companionship.

           You let the music guide you as you swayed in his arms, feeling every beat reverberate through your body like a heartbeat shared between two souls. The world around you blurred, and all that mattered was the way he held you - his strong arms anchoring you to the moment. You were enveloped in love, wrapped in the sweet certainty that no matter what challenges lay ahead, you would face it all together, side by side.

           As the song began to wind down, the final notes lingering in the air like the last rays of sunset, you and Aaron held each other tightly, as if the world could crumble around you, and you wouldn’t mind as long as you had him. He brushed his lips gently against your forehead, a tender gesture that sent a wave of warmth cascading through you. You inhaled deeply, savoring the scent of him - a comforting aroma that spoke of home, safety, and love. It was a scent that you knew would linger in your memories long after this moment had passed.

           As the music faded away, the soft echoes of the final notes lingering in the air like whispers of sweet promises, you felt an overwhelming sense of contentment wash over you. You knew that this was just the beginning of your forever together, a beautiful journey that you would embark on hand in hand. And as you looked into his eyes, the depths of which reflected back your own joy and love, you couldn’t help but smile. You would always choose this love, this life - together, no matter where the road took you.

           As if drawn by an invisible force, your lips met in a kiss that was both sweet and passionate. His lips were warm and soft against yours, a perfect fit that made you feel as though you were melting into him. The taste of him - faintly minty from the gum he had chewed earlier - was intoxicating, and you found yourself craving more, deepening the kiss as you leaned into him, your body instinctively pressing closer.

           The kiss became a dance of its own, a rhythm that echoed the melody still humming in the background. His hands cradled your face, his fingers tangling gently in your hair as he tilted his head slightly, deepening the connection. You felt his heartbeat against your chest, a steady drum that matched the racing of your own. With every movement, every soft sigh that escaped you, the kiss transformed from a sweet caress to a passionate promise - a vow of love that transcended words.

           As the kiss lingered, time resumed its course. When you finally pulled away, breathless and wide-eyed, the world came back into focus, but everything was brighter and sharper. You rested your forehead against his, your heart still racing, a soft smile playing on your lips.

           In that lingering moment, you knew that the kiss had sealed your love in time. You would face the world together, hand in hand, forever intertwined. And with the taste of his kiss still lingering on your lips, you felt the truth of your promise - you would always choose this love, this life - together.

[niki-phoria]

if the world was ending / i'd wanna be next to you

pairing: seok matthew x gn!reader (no pronouns used) genre: fluff word count: 369

notes: first matthew fic :)) this was so fun to write, inspired by mattrae's cover of die with a smile <33, not proofread !! pls forgive any mistakes, title from lady gaga & bruno mars - die with a smile

sunlight spills into your kitchen through your cracked blinds, illuminating the room in a golden glow. the air conditioner quietly hums from another room, fading into the background and creating an effect akin to white noise. your sock-clad feet glide against the polished hardwood floor of your apartment effortlessly. SEOK MATTHEW chuckles as you twirl around your kitchen, approaching him with a bright smile. 

“come on,” you laugh, reaching out towards him. matthew takes your hand into his own with ease, intertwining your fingers together without a second thought. you can faintly smell the citrusy aroma of his cologne still lingering on the fabric of his shirt. “dance with me.” 

matthew cocks his head as he sighs in faux disbelief. “right now? really?” 

you take a step closer, raising your free hand to cup his cheek. matthew’s hand falls to your waist in response, resting comfortably just above your hip. his touch sends shivers down your spine and butterflies swarming throughout your stomach. your heartbeat speeds up just a little in your chest. “why not?” you shrug.

matthew relents with a soft chuckle, raising your hands above his head as he gestures for you to twirl around. your bodies move in tandem as you guide him around the small rooms of your cozy apartment. heat floods his cheeks when you laugh loudly. the sound fills the space with light and warmth. it feels like he can never get enough of it. it feels like home. 

matthew’s hand lingers against the small of your back as you lean in, wrapping your arms around his neck. your fingertips caress his bare skin, skimming over the edges where thin fabric gives way to his broad muscles. butterflies swarm throughout his stomach when you lean in to rest your head against the crook of his neck, pressing a faint kiss against the skin you can reach. “i love you, matt,” you whisper quietly. 

a red hue decorates his ears when he leans in to press a feather-light kiss against your temple. “i love you, too,” he murmurs. it’s only when you smile at him, soft and sweet, that matthew knows for sure: he wants to spend the rest of his life with you.

if you liked this fic, please comment, reblog, or leave feedback !! and if you want to support me, check out my zb1 masterlist <33

[utronabalcone]

lady gaga photographed by meeno peluce for her earphones line "heartbeats", 2009

[smolwritingchick]

73 Questions

Summary: A smol brainstorm of some questions Jen would get when interviewed by Vogue.

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Walking around Big Hit's building with a camera following her along with an interviewer from Vogue, Jennie smiled as she heard the next question asked.

'Most interesting nickname you've been named?'

She chuckled at the question. "A Bratz doll,"

'Favorite curse word?'

"I love saying this word. FUCK!" 

'What angers you the most?'

"Lately...xenophobia especially regarding K-Pop groups. It irks my soul. I hate it so much,"

'Most expensive thing you've splurged on?'

"I recently got a penthouse in New York," she proudly answered. 

'Funniest sibling and why?'

"Vienna. Because she has the best one-liners," Jennie giggled at the memories.

'Favorite thing you have worn?'

"Nike. Everything Nike,"

'Who's another artist you'd work with?'

Opening up the door to her studio, she held it for the interviewer as they walked in. 

"Travis Scott. I need that energy. It's lit!"

'Secret hobby?'

"I still learn about wrestling,"

'Favorite fashion icon?'

"So many! On the top of my head, Rihanna, Zendaya, Lady Gaga, G-Dragon, and CL!" she excitedly said as she grabbed a few packs of smarties from her dish bowl and began to eat a few pieces.

'Favorite candy?'

"Smarties! Duh! They really need to sponsor me. If I can be blessed with Nike, I will work hard to get Smarties to have me endorse them,"

'What's the funniest thing you read about yourself in the press?'

"Recently? That I'm pregnant. I don't understand why everyone keeps saying that. You clearly see me downing alcohol with my friends,"

'Favorite thing to bake?'

"Ooohh....this is a tough one...okay, honestly? I like baking cupcakes the most. Cookies are a close second,"

'Least favorite BTS song to perform?'

"Oh God...I'm going to get roasted for this...Recently I have been sick of Butter,"

'Favorite BTS song to perform?'

"Recently? Idol,"

'What is your biggest success?'

"Right now, I would say my biggest success is my mental and physical health. I'm happy to be in a good place," she smiled as they left her studio and continued to walk around the building. 

'What are you often told when people work with you?'

"You know what? People always assume I'm mean or disrespectful because of my resting bitch face. But once we work together and begin to talk those thoughts go out the window,"

'Who is one of your role models in the K-Pop industry?'

"G-Dragon. I owe so much to that man. He is truly the best and has mentored me for many years. I'm very grateful to him. He's an icon,"

'Current obsession?'

"I've been getting into skydiving, more,"

'Favorite place to visit in the world?'

"Japan. Gosh, I love going over there,"

'Most overworn item in your wardrobe?'

"I wear a specific pair of Nikes that I call my lucky pair if I need that extra push. Right here," she presented the sneakers she was currently wearing.

'Beauty product you don't go a day about wearing?'

"Chapstick! Keep your lips moisturized, please! No crusty lips up in here!"

'Favorite piece of jewelry to wear?'

Jennie smiled proudly and presented her ring to the camera. "My wedding ring,"

'Alright, I have a few Jungkook questions here.'

Her eyes lit up when they mentioned his name and she smiled brightly. "I'm ready!"

'Which of Jungkook's tattoos are your favorite?'

"His tattoos are so nice. I love them all but to pick one? Um...I'd say our couple's tattoo. We have our heartbeats tattooed on each other. On our ring fingers,"

'Favorite thing to wear of Jungkook's?'

"Definitely his hoodies," she couldn't stop smiling as her heart skipped a beat.

[the-kr8tor]

"Die With A Smile" by Bruno Mars & Lady Gaga is so Hobie and R coded😭🤚

Imagine what happened to Miguel's daughter's dimension happening to Hobie's. R doesn't understand what's happening, doesn't know what to do to make it stop. Hobie does, but he's left his watch behind, the only thing that could possibly save you both. He watches as people disappear through your apartment window, watches as frightened tears spring in your eyes. It's like the world slows, his vision focused solely on you. You're beautiful, so very beautiful. Hobie walks closer to you, had outstretched to you as his heartbeat slows in his ears. You can't stop the frightened tears that stream down your face as his arms wrap around you, pulling you close so that your ear is pressed to his chest.

"Don't cry, love. Just focus on me, yeah?" He'd murmur softly as he kisses the top of your head. You look up at him, his soft smile, his eyes glittering as he looks at you like you're the very center of his universe. The tears slowly stop as he leans down, lips brushing the tears off of your eyes. His lip piercing feels slightly cold as you relish in the warmth of him. Lips press gently on yours just as you both disintegrate into nothing.

Inspiration has struck due to this song, I'm sorry😭🤚

Yoooo you're so right!!!! Qisniwjdwkd

NOOOOOOO SCREAMING CRYING THROWING UP WHYYYYYYY (I love this tho I gobbled it all up like a Michelin meal hehehhe) the entire dimension was ending and all he could do was hold you until you cease to exist in his arms 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[localbadhabit]

BLOODY PROMISES

CW: BLOOD MENTION, GENDER NEUTRAL READER, NO Y/N MENTIONED

angel torres x reader (platonic or romantic idk)

platonic!haywood siblings x reader

-YOUR POV-

I gulped as I stayed under the tarp with Antlers and Angel. My palms sweating, knee bouncing and arms aching. I watch the clouds anxiously as I block out everyone talking, which wasn't the best idea considering I could feel my heartbeat in my ears. That's when Angel shook me back to life. I looked around. "Where's Antlers?" He pointed and got on the walkie, I turned.

"Hey, guy, uh- Antlers just said some weird cryptic shit and is heading up the hill-"

My whole body raced with adrenaline as I watched Antlers go up. Some part of me wanted to go up and stop him but if Jean Jacket got to him before I did then I'd be sucked up, too. And I couldn't do that to Angel. Not after all he's been through. I didn't even notice I was hyperventilating till Angel grabbed be and patted my back, reassuring me that it was all gonna be alright.

I didn't believe him.

I knew I shouldn't believe him. The knot in my stomach got tighter as I heard Antlers get swooped up and screaming. I shut up eyes tightly and then the whole tent started moving. Something hit me in the head, hard and big. My vision went blurred as I felt myself fall down the hill. I didn't know what happened next.

-ANGEL'S POV-

I rolled down the hill with them, panting and groaning. I turned to them, limp and blood rushing down their face. I quickly crawled to them, wrapping them up in tarp and barbed wire. I apologized softly to them, holding their head to not make em bleed more. I kissed their forehead gently and held them. "I'm sorry-" I whispered. "When this is over, I'll take you our on a date, I promise." They didn't respond, I didn't expect them to. I gulped. "A-and- we can go see that movie you wanted to watch... get popcorn and drinks." I laughed at the thought of us getting kicked out cause we were laughing too loud. I held them tightly. "I promise-"

Emerald was yelling at OJ and I listened as everything went a little quiet. I peaked out and noticed Jean Jacket, OJ, Emerald weren't there. I got out of the trap and was carefully not to hurt them. I wouldn't forgive myself if I did. I tore a piece of fabric from my shirt and wrapped it around their head. God damn, my leg hurts. It was a while but I turned and saw Jean Jacket. But, it looked more like a monster created by Lady Gaga now.

I stood up as I watched Jupe's balloon go up, I watched Jean Jacket inhale it an explode. I gasped and stated. It was over. All the pain. All the blood. It was over. I gently picked up them up and made it to my van, I set them in and drove them to the hospital before the news got there, praying Emerald and OJ were alright.

-YOUR POV-

I woke up to a blinding light, my head and my back hurt bad. I squinted and looked around after my eyes got used to the light. Was that Emerald and OJ? I smiled a bit.

"Aye! There's my favorite person!" Emerald laughed as she gently shook my shoulder. "You took a bad hit, man, glad you're okay." She smiled.

"Thanks, Em- Hi, OJ." I greeted. He waved. "Angel's out grabbing you snacks." "Angel's here?" My eyes lit up, the two giggled. I waited, staring at the door. It finally opened. "I got you cinnabun, OJ, took me awhile to find avending machine with some in-" we stared at eachoher for awhile before he set down everything on a table and ran to me, he (carefully as he could) hugged me, tearing up a bit. I teared up too as I squeezed him. "There's the dork of the hour." I commented.

He laughed, Emerald got up and hugged the both of us, eventually we convinced OJ to join the group hug.

This was where I'm meant to be.

This is home.

This is my family.

[wholelottawidows]

natasha's music taste <3

guys this is just my opinion so please don't attack me or leave negative comments 😭

A MAJOR TAYLOR SWIFT FAN

always saying that reputation is her favorite album but it's actually lover she just doesn't want to admit it, she says it's too romantic for her (reputation comes at close second)

i feel like she would give everything a listen except for country 💀

that's a line she's won't cross

sometimes when she doesn't know what to listen to she will turn on the radio and listen to the trending songs they are playing

for example cheap thrills by sia

yk which scene i'm talking about ;)

LOVES CIGARETTES AFTER SEX

let's face it who doesn't

knows every song lyric by heartbeat

for some odd reason i think she would really like the song babydoll by ari abdul

BIG BIG BIG LANA DEL REY FAN

her favorite album is definitely born to die

everytime she listens to diet mountain dew she knows every single lyric and screams it on the top of her lungs

i think she would really love the doors, pink floyd, led zeppelin, metallica, fleetwood mac, guns n' roses, the cranberries and other old rock bands

but the doors are her favorite :>

really really loves nirvana

probably had a huge crush on kurt cobain when she was a kid 🤭

ALSO A HUGE HUGE HUGE CRUSH ON DOLORES O'RIORDAN

girl didn't know if she wanted to be her or be with her frr

her whole room was filled with her posters

ode to my family on repeat 24/7

actually really likes rap music

she's isn't really into trap but the 90s & the early 2000s stuff is pure perfection for her

dr dre, mobb deep, 2pac, nas, 50 cent, ice cube, the wu-tang clan, mf doom, coolio, snoop dogg, outkast, jay z & eminem

she especially loves the song keep their heads ringin' by dre dre because it was one of yelena's favorite songs growing up <3

from the newer stuff definitely loves kendrick lamar, tyler the creator, denzel curry, little simz but joey bada$$ definitely holds such a big place in her heart 🫶

LOVES AMY WINEHOUSE & LESLEY GORE SO MUCH IT'S IMPOSSIBLE

sza has been in her rotation lately because of her new album but ctrl will always be her favorite one

she was acting like a child on christmas morning when rihanna finally preformed again at super bowl

I DON'T CARE SHE IS DEFINITELY A LITTLE MONSTER AND HAS BEEN ONE SINCE AS LONG AS SHE CAN REMEMBER

definitely listens to lady gaga everyday

recently got into slipknot & tv girl

[ohgeesoap]

ten songs, ten people

Tagged by the incredible @efingart to put my tunes on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, then tag 10 people.

Lovergirl -- Teena Marie

Don't Let Go (Love) -- En Vogue

Paparazzi -- Lady Gaga

Say it Right -- Nelly Furtado

Romantics -- Tove Lo

With Every Heartbeat -- Robyn

Dream Girl Evil -- Florence + The Machine

I Love You But I Love Me More -- Marina

West End Girls -- Pet Shop Boys

Lovefool -- The Cardigans

Tagging @valkyri, @slutweeds. @lovefromlaura, @hollytanaka, @greatstormcat, @brewed-pangolin, @holywild, @loser-sons, @madstronaut, @omkdear

[bubblegumbarbie33]

Boom. Cut scene. I've been in an accident. The injuries are vital. I'm going under. My heartbeat is weak.

My mother is at my side, sobbing. My father looks on.

"We need an IV, stat!" Cries the doctor.

The IV hits a vein, liquid begins charging through my veins.

It's a multi-chapter slow-burn Gallavich AU fanfic. I ascend from my deathbed. The first four seconds of Lady Gaga's 'Bad Romance' play. I am healed.

End Scene.

[ckret2]

anyway if you'd never heard of Lord of the Lost before but you're outraged Germany didn't score higher in Eurovision, may I recommend to you: LOTL's The Heartbeat of the Devil EP.

Featuring: sexy devil song; metal cover of Lady Gaga's "Judas"; brooding devil song; sentimental song about a drag queen (also metal); and sexy devil song again but this time on the piano.

[erotomox]

Something happens to me when I feel your heartbeat stop

The Red Means I Love You-Madds Buckley//An Unhealthy Obsession-The Blake Robinson Synthetic Orchestra//Tear You Apart-She Wants Revenge//Tonight You Belong To Me-Patience & Prudence//We Belong Together-Ritchie Valens//Paparazzi-Lady Gaga//Happy Together-Slothrust//Can't Get You Out of My Head-Johnny Goth//XO-Fall Out Boy//I Want You to Want Me-Cheap Trick//I Will Possess Your Heart-Death Cab for Cutie//Turn Around, Look At Me-The Vogues//Obsession-Animotion//Hit Me Right-Johnny Goth//Hello, I Love YOu-The Doors//It's No Good-Depeche Mode//Closer-Nine Inch Nails//Oh Ana-Mother Mother//Lover's Day-TV on the Radio//Cannibal-Jònsi, Elizabeth Fraser//Flesh 'N' Blood-Extreme//Undertow-Suzanne Vega//The Sinister Craving-Six Feet Under//Howl-Florence + The Machine

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Tag

Green

Character

Rebecca Ferguson

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"Hey!"

She looked around before locking eyes with you. She smiled widely, making her way up to you. She looked stunning, you thought. She had a short white dress, with flowers embroided all over it. Her hair was curled and she had a light touch of makeup. You stared at her for a bit before hugging her.

"It's been so long!"

"It is! I'm shocked you still remembered me!"

She said, giggling. How could you forget her? She was your entire world, you could never ever forget a person like her.

She still had the same effect on you: your heartbeat quickened, you had butterflies in your stomach, you couldn't stop smiling and you felt almost dizzy, like her presence was too much to bare. She was a goddess on earth and you were a mere servant of hers.

"Yeah..."

You laughed awkwardly. She tilted her head to the side and you almost choked on nothing. Wonderful. If anybody could read your mind, in that moment, they would find the Lady Gaga meme where she kept spitting out compliments after compliments. Literally, that's what you were doing in your head.

"What do you want to do?"

"Ah... you know, I didn't think you would actually come so..."

You admitted. She grinned, taking your hand in hers. You gulped, feeling your hand starting to sweat. Her skin was soft.

"Want to walk around a bit?"

You nodded, retrieving your hand from hers. You started walking beside her, and you closed your eyes as soon as her scent hit you. It was sweet, like peaches and daisies. You almost leaned closer, but she made you snap out of your trance.

"So... what do you do now?"

You used to go to the same university, she was ten years older than you but that didn't stop you from falling hard for her. You became a book translator while she... well, she was famous and, thinking about it, you were so lucky to have been able to see her that day. She made time to meet you, she freed a bit of her busy schedule to be with a person like you and you thought that was really sweet of her. She even remembered you. Fantastic.

"Ah well, you know how I always said that I'd like to translate books and stuff?"

Rebecca nodded, her eyes shimmering.

"Don't tell me you are a translator!"

You grinned and she applauded.

"That's great! I'm so happy for you, Y/N!"

The fact that she was happy for you made you so glad, like you were actually hearing for the first time that you were a translator.

"I don't have to ask you what you do because..."

"Yeah, pretty obvious."

You both laughed. Her laugh was divine. It was like listening to Billie Eilish singing high notes.

You walked for about an hour, talking about your lives, what changed and what not. She told you about her children, and about her husband and you noticed she always looked down while talking about him.

"He is... well, he treats me well, that's a good thing."

You knew she hid something but you didn't want to intrude so you didn't ask anything about it. After a while, she stopped on her track, and looked at you.

"Come to my house, won't you?"

You remained petrified. To her house?

"I insist."

How could you say no to her? And so you accepted, and her eyes lit up like stars in the night sky. You were mesmerised by her, by her everything.

And so you were there, before your eyes appeared this beautiful white and brown house. She kept smiling, and you could feel the happiness she was feeling. And you were euphoric too, even though you couldn't believe it was real.

"Come, make yourself at home."

The house was big and pretty. Two children made their appearence and shook your hand politely. One even kissed you and told you:

"I'm so glad my mom made you come. You made her regain her spark. Thank you!"

And, as soon as they appeared, they disappeared. You looked around you, feeling overwhelmed. You were in Rebecca's house. Your head was spinning.

"Come, sit."

She said, waving you to go near her. And you were so close, you could have almost kissed her, and you were about to when...

"Wake up!"

You opened your eyes, lazily.

"Bloody Hell!"

You covered your face with your hands. It was all a dream. Of course it was, you knew it was too perfect to be a reality. You looked up. Rebecca would never remember you. She didn't think of you the way to thought of her. And even though you sometimes texted eachother, she was happily married and you were only a random girl who used to be in her life. Nothing more, maybe less.

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Please, help! I think I have a huge crush on my philosophy teacher, and I dreamed of her yesterday. Should I tell her? I don't want to make things weird.