#OST Paper Towns - Lost it to trying

[fanaticforlife]

insist upon my past | doctor who

"Tomorrow is promised to no one, Doctor, but I insist upon my past."

[ikaroux]

Zhongli: The Dragon Dance. (Part 1) (EN)

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f!reader

Aaaah Zhongli, my sweet Zhongli, writing about followers is really painful in itself given their longevity... I didn't come here to suffer, okay! *crying in a corner*

Les Ost pour ce chapitre :

Broken Hero Onmyoji

Rabia Honkai impact

Masterlist

The port city of Liyue was abuzz with excitement as the New Year's Eve celebration took place. The streets were brightened by the laughter and chatter of passers-by and lit by paper lanterns decorated with cut-out designs of dragons, maple leaves, herons and more. Various flowers from the region decorated every part of the city, right down to the ponds with golden carp. You could see dancers strutting a flexible dragon figure in the image of the Geo Archon in the streets. Street vendors shouted at the top of their voices, selling the merits of their goods or the deliciousness of their food. Everything seemed beautiful and magical.

You had come from Mondstadt to spend the end-of-year celebrations here, with some friends who lived in the city. They had suggested that you go and see the fireworks which would take place later in the evening, but your curiosity led you to walk through the streets of Liyue alone before joining your friends.

This year the festival organisers asked the inhabitants of Liyue and their guests to wear a mask which was offered to them by the city. You knew that the festival was to end with a kind of masked ball that would take place all over the city, with musicians placed here and there, sometimes in the corridors overhanging the streets or in the harbour by the sea.

The organisers of the ball wanted everyone to be able to enjoy a moment of joy and happiness without fear, without fear of the gaze of others.

You would walk along the wooden quays, your fox mask partially covering your face. You gazed at the reflection of the city lights on the surface of the water, a smile on your face. The street was crowded but you loved it, the atmosphere was so similar to your beloved city.

As you turned your gaze to observe the quay parallel to yours, you noticed the refined figure of a tall man. His posture was refined and elegant, he stood upright with his arms crossed behind his back and his eyes fixed on the horizon. He wore a long coat that matched his build perfectly, his hair, tied back in a simple tail, swayed in the sea breeze. He wore a golden mask with the image of a dragon.

The man seemed to notice your gaze lingering on him, turning his face towards you. The masks only hid the upper part of the faces, so you could see the soft smile on his lips. Embarrassed, you ran away, slipping through the crowd of people enjoying the shops on the harbour.

As you reached the centre of the city, the sweet sounds of the typical instruments of the region echoed through the streets. You could recognise the erhu among all the instruments that were playing.

Men, women and children began to dance happily, some laughing, others giving each other longing looks.

Seduced by the warm and loving atmosphere, your lips stretched into a wide smile before quickly disappearing as a large gloved hand reached for yours. You quickly turned to see who had surprised you, thinking at first that it was one of your friends who had found you. You opened your eyes wide when you recognised the man in the dragon mask. He pulled you to him, placing his free hand on your hip, he began to dance with you, guiding you perfectly to the rhythm of the music. You were mesmerised by his amber eyes watching you intently under his mask, the soft smile on his face making your cheeks warm.

You gradually began to relax in his arms, laughing out loud as he twirled you around before pulling you back against him, a husky laugh gently rising from his throat at your adorable reactions. After several minutes of energetic dancing, he moved his hand up your back, pulling you closer to him in a slower, more sensual dance. He gently placed his cheek on the top of your head as your face rested on his chest, breathing in the lily scent that wafted from him. As you swayed gently on your feet, he picked up a silk flower that decorated one of the columns that littered the street, supporting the upper floors of the houses. He placed the little pink button in your hair (colour), admiring how well it suited you.

Your dance was suddenly interrupted when the dull sound of fireworks was added to the melody of the musical instruments, your attention instantly turned to the play of light in the sky. Your pupils shone with a new brilliance at the sight.

Dazzled by the beauty of the fireworks, you glanced at your mysterious escort, hoping that he was enjoying the show as much as you were.

Your cheeks turned a deep red as you noticed his eyes were fixed on you, your hands still linked together. He moved his face closer to you, pushing a few strands of hair out of the way.

"Thank you for the evening. "he whispered in your ear.

Without giving you time to answer, he brought the back of your hand to his lips and placed a tender kiss on it. He reluctantly let go of you before stepping back, giving you one last look before disappearing into the crowd.

"No, wait... don't go... your name... give me your name!"

But now he was out of your sight, regret tainting your heart. Why didn't you ask him before?

"(Y/N)! "

Hu Tao's voice called to you in the distance, bringing you out of your thoughts. She was accompanied by Xiangling, Chongyun and Xingqiu who waved their hands at you, their faces lit up with big smiles. Taking one last look at the place where your mysterious date had disappeared, you finally joined your friends, ending the evening with them.

Zhongli was sitting on the terrace of his flat, a steaming cup of tea in his hands. His gaze was lost in contemplation of the liquid in its container.

He was still wondering why he had left without asking your name. Even after living for thousands of years, he still felt a little foolish.

Perhaps he should have invited you to share a cup of tea with him? Perhaps he should have taken off his mask and introduced himself to you properly?

Zhongli had rarely had regrets in his long life and today was one of those rare moments. A sigh escaped his lips, from the moment he had met your gaze on the docks, you had intrigued him. He had immediately noticed from your manner that you were not from Liyue. From Mondstadt perhaps? That's what your clothes suggested.

For some reason, you dodged his gaze when he turned his attention to you, running away from the platform that separated you from him.

Curiously, Zhongli couldn't help but follow you, speeding up to avoid losing sight of you. Eventually he caught up with you, admiring your wondering eyes for a few seconds. He would have liked to take off that fox mask to better admire you, why? He didn't know. What he did know was that at that moment he wanted to share an intimate moment with you, wanting to create a peaceful and sweet memory with a stranger whose smile was brighter than the most precious of diamonds.

Zhongli had felt an intense happiness arise in him as you relaxed in his arms. He savoured the breath you projected on him as your head rested on his chest, your warmth comforted him, your laughter fascinated him, your eyes (colour) captivated him. Why was he gone? Why had he left? He might never have the opportunity to see you again. Zhongli knew, after accumulating 6,000 years of knowledge and wisdom, that feeling desire or attraction for a mortal could become something painful for both you and him. Zhongli might not be the Geo Archon anymore, but he was still a follower with a long life expectancy...

Yes, he knew... but knowing didn't stop you from hoping.

You had a hard time to wake up, the evening of the new year having been rather animated. After the fireworks, you all went to Xiangling's house to have a last drink, without alcohol for some of you, Hu Tao, Xingqiu and Xiangling taking care of the atmosphere of your little party. You were able to talk with Chongyun about your evening, the magic that the stranger in the dragon mask had worked on you still haunting you. Chongyun had listened patiently before suggesting that you might try to look for him in town tomorrow, and even though the mask had prevented you from seeing him, his presence remained intact in your mind.

So you slept at Xiangling's house. When you woke up, she was preparing breakfast with a big smile on her face. Xiangling had prepared a home-made hangover remedy for you with your meal made of blue lily of the valley flower, sweet flower and apple juice extract.

"Thank you Xiang, it's delicious."

"You're welcome (Y/n). And you have to be in shape for today!"

"Fit? Why?"

"Didn't Hu Tao tell you? We're going to show you around the city today. And then..." -She walked over to you, her hand covering the side of her mouth as if to tell you a secret. You moved closer to her.- "We need to find your handsome stranger in the dragon mask!."

You choked on your food.

"H-How did you...I didn't...!"

"Chongyun told me about it last night before he left! He didn't like seeing you so sad so he thought we could look together today."

You sighed, desperate. You couldn't blame Chongyun, after all you hadn't told him to keep it to himself and besides this boy was far too adorable to be sulking.

After you finished eating you went to take a shower before changing your clothes, combing your hair and finally applying some light makeup to your face. Hu Tao met you downstairs at Xiangling's flat, finishing his discussion with an elderly lady who greeted you with a brief nod before leaving.

"Good! (Y/n) it's time we took care of your case."

"My case huh..."

Hu tao grabbed your arm, leading you into the sparsely populated streets of Liyue. She showed you some shops while you described your dance partner's appearance to her.

"A tall, elegant and polite man with a long coat you say? Eeeeh... Reminds me of someone."

Hu Tao paused for a moment to think before being interrupted by the deep voice of a man calling out to him.

"Hu Tao there you are, I have a small... favor..."

His amber eyes met your eyes (colour), a long silence settled between the four of you, Hu tao and Xiangling swinging their eyes towards you and then the newcomer. The man did not take his eyes off you, his mouth slightly open. It was him, you were sure, it was him!

Zhongli looked at you without saying anything, too amazed to find you so easily when he had just come to Hu Tao to ask for his help. He had recognised your eyes from the moment he saw them.

He cautiously approached you, forgetting everything around him. He took your hand in his, a gentle smile appearing on the delicate features of his face. You were even more beautiful than he had imagined. He could feel your fingers trembling with emotion in his hand, tightening it to soothe you.

"Ah- I, you..."

Zhongli paid no attention to Hu Tao and Xiangling's curious looks. He was focused on you, only on you. Drawing you to him, his hand again on your lower back, he began a few dance steps to assure you that it was really him. Your tears rolled down your cheeks as a smile lit up your face. Several minutes passed before he stopped twirling you around to the beat of his heart.

"What is your name?"

"(Y/n)"

"(Y/n), what a beautiful name." -He brought your hand still buried comfortably in his to his lips, placing the most delicate of kisses.- "Zhongli. May I invite you to drink tea with me?"

"With pleasure."

Zhongli knew that forging bonds with a mortal could be painful.

He knew but... he would take that risk.

[pinevalley]

create a playlist that encompasses your muse using only the letters of your url (multi-muses, specify which muse(s) each song makes you think of). post your playlist in a new post!

tagged by: @raichoose (thank u!!!) tagging: anyone who wants to try!

CASSIE —

i couldn’t pick between some songs, so i just included more than one for a couple letters!

pa pa power (dead man’s bones) i wanna be your girlfriend (girl in red) nights with you (mø) no trace (ms mr) epiphany fields (scntfc) virginia woolf underwater (chelsea woolf) andy, you’re a star (the killers) angel of small death and the codeine scene (hozier) lost it to trying (son lux; paper towns mix) last words of a shooting star (mitski) the expanse (juniper vale) your song (ellie goulding)

[SPECIFIC LYRICS UNDER THE CUT!]

pa pa power (dead man’s bones)

Burn the street, burn the cars Pa pa power, pa pa power (Please make me better) Broken glass, broken hearts Pa pa power, pa pa power (Please make me better)

i wanna be your girlfriend (girl in red)

Oh, Hannah, tell me something nice Like flowers and blue skies Oh, Hannah, I will follow you home Although my lips are blue and I'm cold

nights with you (mø)

I assure you I will dye my hair in crazy colors Just to make you smile

no trace (ms mr)

My world split in two I had to prove I didn't think I didn't know I could do it without you Do it without you … Vision beyond the frame Lost in the rules we made to our own game I'd drop myself through black holes To wind up at this door I wouldn't have asked If I didn't believe it wasn't worth fighting for

epiphany fields (scntfc)

[no lyrics!]

virginia woolf underwater (chelsea woolf)

Everything you've owned is gone Everything you've known is wrong Everyone you've loved has left … Never quite knowing where to stay And rest for a while

andy, you’re a star (the killers)

On the field I remember you were incredible Hey, shut up, hey, shut up, yeah … Leave your number on the locker and I'll give you a call Hey, shut up, hey, shut up, yeah Leave your legacy in gold on the plaques that line the hall Hey, shut up, hey, shut up, yeah … 'Cause Andy, you're a star In nobody's eyes but mine

angel of small death and the codeine scene (hozier)

[ major woman in the pickup truck vibes! ]

With her sweetened breath, and her tongue so mean She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene With her straw-blonde hair, her arms hard and lean She's the angel of small death and the codeine scene … In leash-less confusion, I'll wander the concrete Wonder if better now having survived

lost it to trying (son lux; paper towns mix)

What will we do now? We lost it to trying We lost it to trying … Give in and get out We rise in the dying We rise in the dying

last words of a shooting star (mitski)

All of this turbulence wasn't forecasted Apologies from the intercom And I am relieved that I'd left my room tidy They'll think of me kindly when they come for my things … So I am relieved that the turbulence wasn't forecasted I couldn't have changed anyways I am relieved that I'd left my room tidy Goodbye

the expanse (juniper vale)

Don’t don’t breathe heavy Don’t believe the blur The ending’s beginning to give into the turn Don’t don’t breathe heavy Leave behind your hurt Get hit with the magic that overcomes this world

your song (ellie goulding)

[ because sometimes i feel like crying ]

It's a little bit funny This feeling inside I'm not one of those who can easily hide … So excuse me forgetting But these things I do See I've forgotten if They're green or they're blue Anyway the thing is What I really mean Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen … And you can tell everybody This is your song It may be quite simple but Now that it's done I hope you don't mind, I hope you don't mind That I put down in words How wonderful life is now you're in the world … I know it's not much but It's the best I can do My gift is my song and This one's for you

[thatwasthenightthingschanged]

here’s the next part of what I like to call “The Taylor Swift song analysis series”! In which I, a German girl majoring in English, attempt to analyse or interpret Taylor’s songs to shed more light on a) her incredible song writing skills and b) songs that are generally very underrated and deserve more attention. (here’s the link to all my song analysis)

Today’s song is All Too Well since I’m still going through the RED tracklist chronologically. This is a fandom fav and I think most of the lyrics are pretty straight-forward but I’m still excited to talk abt this song! (also, as always, a short psa that this interpretation is extremely subjective meaning that’s just how I see the song! also that I’m no native speaker so I probably will not be able to get any cultural references in any of Taylor’s songs - but feel free to add them in a reblog :) )

“I walked through the door with you, the air was cold, but something ‘bout it felt like home somehow” The song begins with a harsh contrast: It was winter when she entered this house/apartment but she still felt at home (which is often associated with a warm and fuzzy feeling) there, probably because she was with the person she loved.

“and I left my scarf there, at your sister’s house, and you still got it in your drawer even now” He clearly still isn’t over the relationship because he cannot get rid of this personal item of hers.

“oh your sweet disposition and my wide-eyed gaze, we’re singing in the car getting lost upstate. Autumn leaves falling down like pieces into place and I can picture it after all these days” A quite literal snapshot of her memory which she put into the song. And, since she can still vividly recall this memory, it shows that she isn’t over the relationship either. (also, part of me wonders what his disposition was? like does she mean his disposition was being sweet or that whatever said disposition was was something she loved?)

“and I know it’s long gone and that magic’s not here no more” logically, she knows it makes no sense that she’s still yearning for the past since even if they got back together, it wouldn’t be the same because so many things have happened between them that they no longer have genuine feelings for each other. (perhaps it’s more of a nostalgic longing for what they once were, rather than accepting the reality of what they are now)

“and I might be okay, but I’m not fine at all” She is doing alright since they have split but she’s still in the midst of heartbreak and she is, again, still not over him.

“‘cause there we are again on that little town street. You almost ran the red ‘cause you were looking over at me. Wind in my hair, I was there, I remember it all too well” another snapshot of her memory that she remembers vividly. They were driving in his car with the windows down and he was so enchanted by her that he forgot all of his surroundings. Now that they’re over, she misses these exact moments, these moments of feeling special and loved next to him.

“photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turning red. You used to be a little kid with glasses in a twin-sized bed and your mother’s telling stories about you on the tee-ball team” We’re back to another memory of the relationship. Also, since he was actually embarrassed that his mom showed pictures of him as a kid, she assumed (or maybe it was the truth) that he cared about her since he didn’t want to embarrass himself in front of her.

“you taught me about your past, thinking your future was me” He thought they would last forever. (however, I would argue that perhaps only Taylor thought that he thought it would last forever, since he clearly did not care about the relationship as much as she did - or at least I think he didn’t oops)

“and I know it’s long gone and there was nothing else I could do” Again, she knows the relationship has been over for a while and also, she knows that she couldn’t have prevented their fallout.

“and I forget about you long enough to forget why I needed to” The relationship is in fact so far in the past that she’s now at the stage where she romanticizes it and forgets all the bad stuff that happened between them that were the reason for them breaking up in the first place.

“‘cause there we are again in the middle of the night. We’re dancing ‘round the kitchen in the refrigerator light. Down the stairs, I was there, I remember it all too well” again, another memory of the two of them together that she recalls now that they are over. Note that so far she only recalls all the good moments of the relationship (see also the previous line).

“maybe we got lost in translation” she’s now thinking about why they broke up. Perhaps it was because they didn’t communicate clearly enough. (which would put the blame on both of them)

“maybe I asked for too much” Perhaps she wanted too much out of this relationship when she thought it would/could last forever. (which would put the blame on her)

“but maybe this thing was a masterpiece ‘til you tore it all up” However, she knows that the main reason for the break-up were his actions. They could’ve been (and have been) amazing until he decided to ruin the relationship. (putting the blame on him)

“running scared, I was there, I remember it all too well” She recalls the moments when she was terrified of losing him.

“hey, you call me up again just to break me like a promise, so casually cruel in the name of being honest” He broke his promise that he only wants to be with her by cheating on her and she recalls the moment when he called her to admit it to her, because he “wants to be honest” after the break up (and probably clear his conscience). But to her, this act is just cruel, it breaks her into a million pieces.

“I’m a crumpled up piece of paper lying here ‘cause I remember it all too well.” And because she so vividly remembers every aspect of the relationship, she can’t move on and she still is deeply hurt.

“time won’t fly, it’s like I’m paralyzed by it” she is in the state of the time after the breakup where time seems to expand and she just goes on living her life without fully being alive. Whenever she notices the passing of time, it paralyzes her, makes her sad again because she realizes that the memory of him fades further and further into the past until most of it is gone.

“I‘d like to be my old self again but I’m still trying to find it” She has ost herself through the relationship and the heartbreak and she desperately wishes she could just erase this part of her history and go back to where she was before she met that guy. But since she’s “still trying to find it”, she realizes that no matter how much she wishes she could turn back time, she can’t. The only option is living with the forever-changed person she is now.

“after plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own, now you mail back my things and I walk home alone” She’s still clinging to things that remind her of him. Wearing plaid shirts for example, and having someone to walk home with. Meanwhile he has given her her things back, so perhaps he has already moved on for the most part (or at least he wants Taylor to think he has moved on)

“but you keep my old scarf from that very first week ‘cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me. You can’t get rid of it ‘cause you remember it all too well.” but since he still keeps her scarf, she knows that he is not over her either. He also remembers the good times of the relationship before he made his mistake (”innocence”) and cannot let them go. (also, side note: Taylor met his sister during the first week of their relationship? that’s quite early. perhaps she also took this as “oh he takes this as seriously as I do”).

“'cause there we are again when I loved you so, back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known. it was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well” And now she thinks about how he would think about their good times, how he would remember how absolutely in love Taylor was with him and how he would realize that he really messed up when he cheated on her because she was the best thing that ever happened to him, and he ruined it.

“wind in my hair, you were there, you remember it all, down the stairs, you were there, you remember it all, it was rare, I was there, I remember it all too well” He remembers & recalls the exact same good moments of the relationship that she does.

[arronjustin]

Lover Album Review 2020

Hello, I hope everyone is doing good! How’s the Rapunzel-ing going on?

I just got an email from work confirming about my termination. Great! Keep the good news coming! It keeps getting worse. I just hope that I’ll get my unemployment insurance and the stimulus check. If not… I don’t know. Have faith!

Anywayyy… Soon you’ll get better! We’ll get better! Soon! Just like what Taylor said. Speaking of Taylor Swift… In times like these, when you’re in a quarantine, bored, or sad, she’ll be there to help you fight it thru her songs. Yes T. Swizzle, our queen, our hero haha! I have a lot of time so I am going to make a review of her 7th album, Lover. This is a review from a lover (no pun intended :))) or a fan so this will be like 100% good vibes. Negativity is not allowed here. No rats allowed here. This is a review from a fan that played the album a hundred times already or should I say a million times hehe. This is a review from a fan, not a musician or an expert from the industry so this is a jargon-free review haha! So here we go! And this is gonna be quite long so patience my friend.

“Welcome to bridge city!”. If your town needs someone to build a bridge, just message Taylor. All the bridge parts in this album are phenomenal.  If Red is a TS autumn album, definitely Lover is for summer. It’s perfect that she released it summer. What confused me is, why it got snubbed at Grammys? Why? How? Or at least give the Grammy to Norman Fucking Rockwell! Ugh. Going back to the topic… Lover is like the summation of all her past albums but mostly from 1989 and Reputation. She also introduced new sounds due to new collaborations in writing and producing. From her past pop albums, mostly it’s just with Jack Antonoff and now she’s with Joel Little also. I was expecting a deluxe/extended version of the album though! 18 songs are not enough haha!

*FYI, Taylor brought back the 80’s music in the industry with her album 1989 (2014). She’s the one who started it. The rest just followed. I’m not starting a fight here haha!

I Forgot That You Existed – This song is really a good opening. A feel-good song. The perfect song when you wake up. Also I think, this song will be a good single. The music video can be like, walking on a field or like just biking on the street with a sunny weather haha! With this song, she wants us to know that her dark era (Best comeback & tour ever! Like ever.) is done and that she’s completely over with this DJ (I forgot his name jk. ) who had a show that nobody came haha jk!

Cruel Summer – Best song ever. I mean, aside from All Too Well and Our Song haha! … And Getaway Car. Damn, don’t ask me about her best song coz I’m not sure if can answer that. Because they’re all good! They’re the best. Same with asking me her worst song! My answer will be forever N/A! Anyway, no doubt that this song is the continuation of Getaway Car. Try to put this song next to Getaway Car, I’ll give you $100 if you disagree. The closing beat of GC really fits CS. Let’s talk about the bridge of this song. It’s a masterpiece. This bridge is so good that in the future it can be like historical where students study it for their literature subject hehe. It’s so good that Taylor even repeated the bridge at the ending. If you’ll be reading this Taylor, please release this as a single! Pretty please with sugar on top! When you didn’t release Getaway Car as a single, I got sick. I can’t talk, eat, and even move due to frustration haha jk! But please! Release this on summer! Music video ideas? Just PM haha! Would it be cool if the music video will start at the last part of Getaway Car?

Lover – The first time I heard this, I was like… I wish I have someone right now to dance on this song. Are they married already? Engaged? Definitely, my wedding song. No Lover, no wedding haha!

The Man – This should be the first single in my opinion. The message is perfect and it’s catchy and unique. But I guess, they released Me! because it’s good for all ages.

The Archer – I don’t know but this song makes me really sad. The saddest track 5 song. And I think this track 5 song is kind of different compare to others coz this is about all your struggles in life, not just with a heartbreak? Well, that’s my interpretation haha! Please don’t kill me if its different from yours.

I Think He Knows – Yeah I know, another great song haha! I mean duh, they’re all great. I don’t need to tell it. Everytime I hear this song, Janelle Monáe keeps popping up from my head. She can have this song!

Miss Americana & The Heartbreak Prince – When I first saw the title I was like, is this a Fall Out Boy song? The first time I heard it, this is a good OST!

Paper Rings – Cute song. Another song that is perfect for OST. A rom-com movie!

Cornelia Street – The storytelling here is really good (Shout out to All Too Well again!) especially when you’re familiar with the place. I even tried to listen to it while walking on the street of Cornelia haha! Then it rained jk. Now I just need to rent a place in Cornelia street. Typed it casually in my room. Not my car. No pun intended hehe.

Death By A Thousand Cuts – This is like Look What You Made Me Do part 2 due to the horror vibe that I get from this song haha! The title and the my, my part along with that background sound that you usually hear in some horror movies. But the guitar part in the chorus makes me want to cry from being heartbroken and how life can be beautiful haha! When the album got released, this song was on repeat.

London Boy – Now everyone wants a London Boy and boys from London couldn’t be more proud of themselves. I hear This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things in this song.

Soon You’ll Get Better – Let me get a tissue first before I start with this song. Jk. I didn’t cry after hearing this song for the first time but I got headache due to resisting it hehe. If this song didn’t do anything for you, you’re a monster, a rat. :))) BTW, it’s so nice to hear Dixie Chicks again after a long time. I love their version of Can’t Hurry Love haha!

False God – Sexy saxophone hello! I feel like it’s a grown up song that’s why I cant relate haha! A coat and tie song. You know what I mean? Don’t worry, me too. It’s a sexy song, a date song. Like a good background when you’re having a dinner date (in NYC) and the next deed after that date. *Insert devil emoji.

You Need To Calm Down – I failed to calm down after seeing the music video of this. Queens everywhere in the music video. The message and video are indeed powerful.

Afterglow – When you want to emote, this song will help you. Feel free to do an interpretative dance. This will help you to calm down and be relaxed after what You Need To Calm Down served us.

Me! – Yes with the exclamation point! This song never fails to startled me especially after playing Afterglow. The silence and then suddenly… “I promise that…” haha! Like, WTF Taylor stop scaring me haha! But I won’t really forget the excitement I had when I was waiting for the release of the music video and the feeling of seeing it for the first time. Priceless. Definitely, this will be the encore song for the tour!

It’s Nice To Have A Friend – Is this about wedding? But what I’m really sure of is that this song is perfect for winter. You’re inside your room next to your window drinking hot chocolate watching snow fall, confirming if all snowflakes are really different from each other and this is your background music.

Daylight – I lost count already on how many times I used this song as a background music for my sunrise/sunset Instagram story. I agree with you Taylor, you are what you love. And the Red reference, brilliant! You know what, even until now I still can’t decide which closing song is the best. Clean or this? Or Begin Again? Here we go again… I. don’t. know. Coz they’re all great haha! Is it just me because I’m a Gemini or is it really hard to decide which one is her best song because all of Taylor’s songs are so good and incomparable!

Andddd we’re done haha! Reading is fun! Right? Haha! Stay Safe!

*This is originally from my WordPress.

@taylorswift @taylornation

[ofwizardsandmen]

If I were you and you were me

Characters: Tara Lee, Mark Yang, Jason Yang, Tyler Lee, mentions of other minor characters

Word count: 4k

Genre: angst

OST: NCT 127 - Replay 

Tara takes a deep breath as she approaches the front steps of Nº10 Queen’s Gate. The Georgian house stands in one of London’s most fashionable addresses, looking opulent and imposing. Nothing Tara hasn’t seen before, but she still has to admit to herself that maybe, just maybe, she’s feeling a tad nervous.

Once she steps on the threshold, she stands in silence for a few seconds, wondering whether to ring the bell or bang the large golden door knocker. Ultimately, Tara reaches for the bell with a trembling hand that makes her feel unlike herself for the umpteenth time that day.  

Holding her breath as though the sound of her lungs filling with air would prevent her from hearing if footsteps approach from the other side, Tara straightens her back and throws her shoulders back. She stands there with images from the first time she walked through that door flashing through her mind. One after another, different scenes appear as though a movie is being projected on to the sides of her eyelids and Tara has to force herself back to reality, fearing that someone might open the door and would find her looking like a lost puppy. But a minute passes and then two and there are still no signs of movement inside the house.

Tara feels the impulse of turning round and walking away, feeling almost relieved at the lack of response. It is probably for the best given the fact she has been improvising all along and she hasn’t stopped to think if her presence in that residence would be well received. Maybe not after the headlines in the morning paper. Or Gossip Witch’s latest tip.

Running a hand through her hair, Tara curses quietly upon recalling the latest post on the goddamned blog: a picture of Darius Black and her at the Montrose Magpies’ match, accompanied by a headline that read “One good scandal deserves another. Little T’s revenge on ex(?) boyfriend Mark Yang”. The mere recollection makes Tara buff as she messes her hair up in frustration. A terrible idea if you consider that the door cracks open without the slightest notice and reveals a short adorable woman whose genuinely surprised expression and eyes widening bore a strong resemblance to Mark’s

Although her train of thought abruptly stops, Tara’s first instinct is to bow, almost reaching 90 degrees. As her head goes down, she mentally pictures her grandmother and how she would react if she were to see her doing something she strongly disapproves of (because no one is important enough to deserve such courtesy from her family) in front of a muggle. Well, standing there would be a whole atrocity in the eyes of the Fawley matriarch considering that according to her strict protocol rules, one should never show up unannounced to places either.

Yet there Tara is, risking it all in a visit that, judging by the way Mrs. Yang’s brows furrow, already appears to have been a bad idea.

“Good evening, Mrs. Yang-“ Tara hesitates for a second, unable to bring herself to speak, the unreadable expression on the woman’s face making her insides twist painfully. “I… Is M-“ But Mark’s mother ignores whatever Tara had planned to say and pulls her into a hug.

“Tara, my darling-“ Caught off guard at Mrs. Yang’s warm welcome and knowing very well that she doesn’t deserve her kindness, Tara’s eyes fill with tears. “I had no idea you were coming, my dear. Mark said you were out of town.” Tara blinks rapidly, fighting the tears back before pulling away from the hug and looking at Mrs. Yang with a raised brow.

“Yes, he said you were visiting your brother and��� oh-“ Tara and Mrs. Yang look into each other’s eyes, simultaneously realizing that Mark has lied to his mother. And the reason is probably obvious to Tara, but Mrs. Yang doesn’t seem to fully understand what has happened between the two. Tara figures out that although at this point rumors about her and Darius are everywhere, Mark hasn’t told his family anything about it yet. She feels another rush of guilt assaulting her.

“Well… I was, but I took the first train to London.” It isn’t entirely a lie, but Tara is so ashamed of facing Mrs. Yang with half-truths, that she can feel her cheeks redden “I couldn’t possibly skip his birthday, right?” she forces a smile as she looks down at the gift bag she’s been holding this whole time. A present she has been preparing for months, hoping to surprise Mark.

“He will be very happy to see you” Mrs. Yangs seems to guess exactly what’s going through Tara’s mind and smiles at her supportively. “But come through, Mark is showing Donghyuck around the house.” The woman reaches for her hand and pulls Tara into the elegant lobby.

“Donghyuck?” Tara repeats, trying to control the way her shoulders tense up.

“We prepared a little welcome party for Mark and the boys. You know, it’s been a while since the last time they all came here as a group and Donghyuck hasn’t seen the backyard yet” Mrs. Yang candidly speaks as she throws an arm around Tara and pats her arm.

Tara gulps at the mention of “the boys”. As if the prospect of facing Mark alone wasn’t terrifying enough, there is also the added challenge of facing his group mates —or as Jane liked to call them “The MPS” (Mark’s Protection Squad).

“They’ll be happy to see you too, I heard Johnny asking about you” Mark’s mom says distractedly and Tara can’t do anything but nod and force a smile. However, as they step closer to the living room, Tara can hear voices drifting out from the kitchen, saying things like “Shut up, I can’t hear anything”, “I can’t believe she dared to show up here” and “I spilled my wine” and she automatically knows —as a matter of fact—, that The MPS won’t be too happy to see her.

And she’s not entirely mistaken.

Tara enters the kitchen acutely aware all eyes will turn to her. And effectively, as soon as she walks through the door, the members of NCT stop on their tracks and stare at her in silence, appraising or judging her —or both in Jaehyun’s case—. It takes Tara a few seconds to realize Mark is nowhere to be found, although Donghyuck is there, glaring at her as though she were a criminal.

It's hard to ignore the frowns and the palpable tension her presence has caused. With her mind is all jumbled up, Tara opens her mouth but no sound comes out of it. But what is there to say, anyhow? That she’s sorry? That everything is a misunderstanding? As if that would change the fact they’re all disappointed and offended.

“Hey” Johnny is the one to speak first, making his group mates' eyes turn to look at him skeptically. In response, Johnny, as tall as ever, appears to shrink in size, seemingly hesitating on what to say next. However, there’s no need to say anything because someone else does it on his behalf.

“Look who’s come all the way here to congratulate Baby Mark on his birthday” a teasing voice speaks from behind Tara. She swings round to see a pleasant-faced man, tall and whose uncanny resemblance to Mark is a little hard to miss, smiling at her adoringly.

“Oh God, Jae. What are you doing here? When did you arrive?” Tara looks at Mark’s older brother, Jason (Jaeseop) up and down. She hasn’t seen him in ages and she has to use all her willpower not to throw herself into his arms.

“Oh, the Sweet Tara” The man enthusiastically reaches to hug her. “So nice to have you finally gracing us with your presence. I was starting to believe I wouldn’t see your face before going back to New York.” He says, lifting her up into the air.

“Jae, what are you doing? You’re leaving me breathless!” Tara’s complaints are cut by a fit of giggles from Mrs. Yang and a familiar grumble from a figure that walks past the kitchen door and disappears in the direction of the living room. Tara’s heart squeezes in her chest painfully.

“I have something to show you!” Once Jason puts her down, he pulls Tara to the staircase in the back of the room excitedly, ignoring the way Mark’s Protection Squad is looking at him —as though he had suddenly grown a second head—. “Come on!” He snatches the bag with Mark’s birthday gift from Tara’s hand and replaces it with his own hand. Then, he practically drags her upstairs as Mrs. Yang laughs from the kitchen door.

Jason eagerly pulls Tara across the length of the large hallway on the second floor. As she tries to keep up with him, her heels sink into the Oriental carpet that has been in the family for four generations. Though the young woman can barely take a moment to appreciate the exquisite decoration, she notices the Yang residence is as impeccable as ever. The only visible changes are the ivory silk curtains framing the large windows, the bouquet of orchids resting on top of the white console table from the XVIII century Mrs. Yang treasures so much. And… there’s something else. The neon sign taped to the door of Mark’s room is gone.

Tara’s legs stop moving, almost without her knowing.. The sign had been a birthday gift she had bought for Mark during her first summer vacations in Seoul. It was enchanted so it would glow only at night and it had been there for about 15 years.

“That…” Jason turns to look at her and gulps quietly “He took it off as soon as he arrived.” He says and for the first time since they know each other, his words come up as unpleasant to Tara.

“It’s ok. It was starting to look childish anyway” Tara tries to convince herself that it means nothing. But she knows it does, so her heart sinks; dread settling in the pit of her stomach like a heavy rock.

It seems like Mark has been trying to erase all traces of her from his life.

Tara delves into some recesses of her mind thinking about how her past arguments with Mark wouldn’t even last a day. Now they’ve gone through months of radio silence. What is she supposed to do if Mark doesn’t want to see her anymore?

“Just talk to him” Jason pulls Tara from her trance by placing a hand on her shoulder. “I refuse to believe you don’t have feelings for each other anymore. You two have been in love for years, how can that disappear overnight?”

Tara wonders the same, but she’s unable to find a satisfactory answer to that question. Except that she was angry and jealous and she felt lost after finding out through those Korean tabloids that Mark had run to Mindy as soon as they broke up. There were pictures of them hanging out in Hannam and Jamsil; Mark holding Mindy’s hand and laughing.

And it hurt Tara so much that she had behaved like a vengeful immature teenager, getting drunk and making out with random guys at Enzo’s private parties.

Initially, she hadn’t even felt sorry about that morning’s news.  She had to admit that she looked good in that black outfit (a gift from Enzo) and Darius Black, looking like a million-dollar man next to her, was the perfect accessory.

Of course, she wasn’t proud of herself either. She didn’t want the world finding out about her recent drunk escapades through the press. But at least, it was the perfect message to tell Mark that she didn’t care about his new relationship or the fact he had found refuge in Mindy’s arms after their split.

And then Jane had apparated at her Tyler’s match, looking as though she would murder her without the tiniest bit of hesitation.

And now, Tara knows that Mark never saw Mindy after their breakup and that everything was part of a publicity set-up from Mindy’s PR company.

And evidently she feels stupid and childish, but it is a little too late for regrets. And probably too late to ask Mark for forgiveness too.

“I did some stupid shit,” Tara says, exhaling air like a deflated balloon.

“We all have done some stupid shit at some point” Jason addresses her a sympathetic smirk “But your relationship with my little brother is worth fighting for, isn’t it?” He asks, ruffling her hair brotherly. “He also screwed up with the Mindy drama and he is actually aware of it. That’s why he was planning this huge apology event at his concert tomorrow-“

“What?” There’s another rush of guilt flooding through her. Jason only nods and eyes her apologetically.

“I mean, before watching that picture…” He says putting on a pained expression.

“That picture is just a picture. Nothing ever happened with Darius. I’m not dating him.” Tara tries to explain in a rush, although the whole story is more complicated than just denying the reports of some tabloid. “I thought Mark and Mindy-“ Tara doesn’t seem to find the courage to complete that sentence, but Jason understands what she means and nods his head. “I ruined it, Jae”

“Don’t say that, you two are just having a crisis. It’s going to be ok”

“But what if he doesn’t want to talk to me?” Tara asks, voicing her fears for the first time. “What if he doesn’t want to hear me?”

“Then he’s an idiot and he doesn’t deserve you,” Jason says pulling her into a hug for the second time that day.

Tara buries her face in his chest, finding comfort as he pats her head. They remain that way for a few seconds.  Until a creaking sound echoes throughout the hallway and Tara jerks out of Jason’s embrace to find Mark standing at the end, expressionlessly looking at the two of them.

“Well, I was just about to leave” Jason turns around, wearing a perfectly evil, cat-like smile.  “Good luck, T” he whispers in Tara’s ear before disappearing down the stairs.

Across the hall, Mark stands at the door of his music studio with his hands shoved in his pockets and looking handsome despite the fact he’s now glaring at his ex-girlfriend with his jaw clenched. For an awful moment, Tara believes he will ignore her, but then he invites her to walk into his studio, with a simple head movement.

Once Tara steps into the room, her eyes meet his for the first time in months and she notices immediately how troubled he looks and how much weight he seems to have lost since she last saw him.

The guilt is heavier in her chest.

Mark too notices changes in Tara, but the most evident one is the jittery air tainting her generally confident appearance. His anger is quickly replaced by sadness and all he suddenly wants to do is throwing his arms around his girl and tell her that everything will be alright. But Mark resists the temptation as he reminds himself that Tara is no longer his girl and that things would never be back to what they once were now that she is dating someone else.

“Happy birthday” Tara eventually pushes herself to say, breaking the silence that settled in the room.

“Uhm. Thanks” Mark turns his back on her and stands by the window, not daring to look at her.

“How was Paris? I heard your concert yesterday was-“

“Cut the crap, Tara. I know you didn’t come all the way here to talk about Paris” Suddenly Mark turns to her, his voice chilly and his eyes sharp with anger. Tara looks at him like a deer caught under the highlights, unable to mutter a word.  “Why don’t you get straight to the point and save us both the time and the bother?”

“Mark-“ Tara looks down and only then she realizes that Jason took Mark’s birthday gift with him. She curses mentally thinking how stupid she must be looking right now, wishing him happy birthday empty-handed and right after the news of her engagement to a guy she had always claimed she disliked. “I only wanted to see you” she says, pretending her heart isn’t doing wild flips in her chest and her pride is not bruised.

“Why?” Marks asks flatly. It’s not a question that’s meant to be answered because he immediately adds “Did you already grow bored of Darius? I thought it usually took you a few months, or years, in my case.” Although he knows he’s acting like a complete jerk and he hates himself for it, Mark still has the nerve to smirk scornfully at her.

Minutes ago, he felt he had been punched in the gut when he opened the door and saw Tara hugging his brother. But now that she is standing in front of him, sparkling like a vision in a white dress, he can hardly breathe, his chest aches and his reasoning is blurred by the anger coursing through him. Mark has never talked to Tara that way, but he wants to hurt her like she hurt him, like her dating another man is hurting him right now.

“I know you’re mad, but at least hear me out first,” Tara says, looking into his eyes. It makes Mark become aware of her earnestness, but he quickly looks away before her pleading expression breaks down his resolve.

“If I do, you’ll leave sooner, right?” He retorts, making Tara flinch as though he had insulted her. A tinge of guilt shoots through him, but he knows she’s tougher than she looks right now. She had been tough on him when she broke up with him and even tougher the following weeks when she cut him out of her life, while his world crumbled around him. She didn’t care back then, so he wants her to know that he doesn’t care now.

Tears fill the wells of Tara’s eyes and she knows they could roll down her face with the very next blink. Panicking, the young woman takes a step back towards the door, unwilling to let Mark witness her breakdown. He has never seen her cry and she doesn’t want him to see her like that —weak, vulnerable and guilty. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have come.”

“Of course you shouldn’t have, but you came anyway,” Mark says, his blood heating. “Do you enjoy torturing me, Tara? What did I ever do for you to hate me so much you can’t even let me spend my birthday peacefully?” Mark’s voice rises in a surprisingly deep tone that makes Tara aware of the mistake she’s made willingly going there to have Mark humiliate her.

“I think I should go” She says, trying to reach the door as she gives another step back. It could have been a good move if she hadn’t twisted her ankle while doing it and if Mark wasn’t reaching out to catch her right now.

Time slows down as his hands close around Tara’s waist to steady her and stop her from hitting the ground. They hold each other’s gaze for a moment, but Tara gently pushes him off, attempting to escape before she can’t hold herself back anymore and tears start to stream down her face.

“I should go-” Tara stops when Mark doesn’t let go of her and instead tightens his grip.

“Why?” He pulls their bodies even closer but is momentarily distracted by the fact Tara feels thinner than she ever was when they were together. It’s ridiculous, but he can’t help but wonder if this new relationship with Darius or her newfound interest for tight designer clothing are to blame. “Is your new boyfriend waiting for you?” He adds another painful question, smiling viciously.

“This is about enough” Tara composes herself and gathers the courage to push Mark away, her face quickly regains some of the confidence she has been lacking all this time. “I came here to apologize and tell you the engagement news are only a misunderstanding, but you’ve done nothing but ridicule me.”

Mark has already drawn breath to answer, but the shock of what she’s said renders him speechless. He looks at her sheepishly, but she goes on, without paying too much attention to his embarrassed expression.

“And I get it, Mark.” A chuckle of bitterness slips through her lips ”You’re hurt and you’re trying to get back at me acting like an idiot, but we both know that’s not who you are, or who I came looking for.” Tara fixes the cuffs of her chiffon dress distractedly before leveling her eyes to him “I am truly sorry, Mark. For everything. For the way I ignored you these past weeks and the ridiculous drama. I never meant to hurt you, the guys or your family.”

Mark sighs and runs a hand over the back of his neck, trying to process it all and find the right words to apologize. But Tara keeps going.

“And I’m sorry about Mindy and the fact I didn’t talk to you about it first, but it just didn’t make any sense that I loved you more than I loved myself.” Mark glances at the floor, his face losing all color. “It still doesn’t, to be honest”

Before Mark can reply or do anything at all, Tara turns on her heel and walks out of the room. She doesn’t want Jason or Mrs. Yang to see her leaving because she’s pretty sure they will try to stop her. Against her better judgment she disapparates as soon as she closes the door behind her.

Within a few seconds, Tara materializes in her apartment. Her unexpected arrival catches her brother off guard, making him drop his phone.

“Tara, for fuck's sake, you’re going to kill me next time you-“ he stops abruptly when he notices how Tara swipes the back of her hand across her cheek. His heart clenches.

Is she crying?

The mere thought appears ridiculous to him. Tara doesn’t cry. She didn’t cry when she fell from that tree in the backyard of the Fawley Manor when she was 3 years old. She didn’t cry when their mother and grandparents forgot her sixth birthday. She didn’t cry when Tyler’s pet ate one of her bunnies. Tara didn’t cry when that awful ex boyfriend of hers moved halfway across the globe. Damn, Tara didn’t even cry after breaking up with him.

Tyler thinks over everything he could recall about his sister. Now that he thinks about it, he has never seen Tara cry. He has seen her annoyed. He has seen her angry. He has seen her happy. He has seen her feigning politeness. He has seen her frustrated. But he has never seen her cry. Tara is never weak. She seems to have a backbone made of steel. Nothing ever seems to penetrate her walls.

Not until this moment anyhow. In this moment he can notice a flicker of vulnerability in her eyes.

“T, what happened?”

She doesn’t answer so he reaches across the distance separating them, but she draws away from him, probably too embarrassed to let him get any closer.

“Tara, what happened? Are you ok?” Tyler has no experience whatsoever dealing with complicated emotions, so he feels as though he’s tiptoeing around broken glass. When there’s no response, Tyler attempts to get close to her for the second time. And he fails again because Tara starts sobbing louder and tears stream down her cheeks, ruining her flawless makeup.

Her reaction unnerves and distresses Tyler.

“Oh, T. Stop crying, please” Tyler finally manages to move beside her and awkwardly wraps an arm around her. “I can’t bear to see you cry”

“I can’t help it” She gasps through gritted teeth. “Do you think I want to?”

Tyler pats her arm softly, apologetically and then pulls out a handkerchief from his pocket and pushes it into her fingers with silent sympathy, though he still doesn’t understand what is going on.

“What happened, T? Please talk to me”

“I’m heartbroken” It’s all she says before giving in and burying her face in the crook of her brother’s neck.

Tyler attempts to comfort her, but without even noticing he clenches a fist, muttering an oath under his breath.  Whoever is to blame for his sister’s breakdown will surely pay for it. And he thinks he has a slight idea of who that is.  

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Life Lines

Most of us truly love music. We like a song depending on its lyrics, tune, artist or its meaning. As for me, most of my favorite songs became my favorite because of their lyrics especially those I can relate to. That is why I love Taylor Swift as she is a great songwriter and I have a lot of favorite lines from her songs. With that being said, I want to share my fave lines with you in no particular order. These lyrics can be used as captions for your photos or you may simply post the lyrics as status that suits your current situation. LOL! I love using Taylor Swift's song lines on my social media accounts. 💕

You call me up again just to break me like a promise.

-All Too Well, Red

 I'm a crumpled-up piece of paper lying here.

- All Too Well, Red

 Baby, I'm a nightmare dressed like a daydream.

-Blank Space, 1989

  Sometimes when I look into your eyes, I pretend you're mine all the damn time.

-Delicate, Reputation

 I walked out and said, "I'm setting you free." But the monsters turned out to be just trees.

-Out of the Woods, 1989

 I can't say hello to you and risk another goodbye.

-I Almost Do, Red

 Someday when you leave me, I bet these memories will follow you around.

-Wildest Dreams, 1989

 You're still all over me like a wine-stained dress I can't wear anymore.

-Clean, 1989

  'Cause baby I could build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me.

-New Romantics, 1989

  People like you always want back the love they pushed aside but people like me are gone forever when you say goodbye.

-All You Had To Do Was Stay, 1989

  Come feel this magic I've been feeling since I met you.

-Hey Stephen, Fearless

  Have you ever thought just maybe you belong with me?

-You Belong With Me, Fearless

  'Cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile.

-Sparks Fly, Speak Now

  My mind forgets to remind me you're a bad idea.

-Sparks Fly, Speak Now

  I'm captivated by you baby like a fireworks show.

-Sparks Fly, Speak Now

 The story of us looks a lot like a tragedy now.

-The Story of Us, Speak Now

  People throw rocks at things that shine.

-Ours, Speak Now

  And the saddest fear comes creepin' in that you never loved me or her or anyone or anything.

-I Knew You Were Trouble, Red

 Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met.

-Red, Red

  They said I did something bad but why's it feel so good?

-I Did Something Bad, Reputation

  You know I'm not a bad girl but I do bad things with you.

-So It Goes, Reputation

  I swear I don't love the drama; it loves me.

-End Game, Reputation

  These hands had to let it go free and this love came back to me.

-This Love, 1989

  I wish I could run to you and I hope you know that everytime I don't, I almost do.

-I Almost Do, Red

  Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there's no right answer.

-Red, Red

  I was a dreamer before you went and let me down.

-White Horse, Fearless

  I'm gonna find someone someday who might actually treat me well.

-White Horse, Fearless

  The taste of your lips is my idea of luxury.

-King of My Heart, Reputation

  I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still trying to find it.

-All Too Well, Red

  And I hate to make this all about me but who am I supposed to talk to? What am I supposed to do if there's no you?

-Soon You'll Get Better, Lover

 I'm shining like fireworks over your sad empty town.

-Dear John, Speak Now

 I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you.

-Daylight, Lover

  Hold on to the memories; they will hold on to you.

-New Year's Day, Reputation

  Darling you had turned my bed into a sacred oasis.

-Dancing With Our Hands Tied, Reputation

 I loved you in spite of deep fears that the world would divide us.

-Dancing With Our Hands Tied, Reputation

  I'm a mess but I'm the mess that you wanted.

-Dancing With Our Hands Tied, Reputation

  And I guess we fell apart in the usual way and the story's got dust on every page.

-Holy Ground, Red

  I've never been anywhere cold as you.

-Cold As You, Taylor Swift

  I guess it's true that love was all you wanted 'cause you're giving it all away like it's extra change hoping it will end up in his pocket.

-Tied Together With A Smile, Taylor Swift

  It's hard to make a conversation when he's taking my breath away.

-Stay Beautiful, Taylor Swift

  Was I out of line? Did I say something way too honest, made you run and hide?

-Forever and Always, Fearless

  And I don't know why but with you I'd dance in a storm in my best dress.

-Fearless, Fearless

  But in life, you'll do things greater than dating the boy on the football team but I didn't know it at fifteen.

-Fifteen, Fearless

  You could write a book on how to ruin someone's perfect day.

-Tell Me Why, Fearless 

 Why do you have to make me feel small so you can feel whole inside?

-Tell Me Why, Fearless 

I'm wonderstruck blushing all the way home.

-Enchanted, Speak Now

  All I know is I don't know how to be something you miss.

-Last Kiss, Speak Now

  And I'll keep up with our old friends just to ask them how you are.

-Last Kiss, Speak Now

  Love is a ruthless game unless you play it good and right.

-State of Grace, Red

  I hear the sound of my own voice asking you to stay.

-Treacherous, Red

  This daydream is dangerous.

-Treacherous, Red

  It's been occurring to me I'd like to hang out with you for my whole life.

-Stay Stay Stay, Red

  This is the last time I'm asking you this: put my name on the top of your list.

-The Last Time, Red

  And all the times I let you in just for you to go again.

-The Last Time, Red

  We blocked the noise with a sound of I need you and for the first time I had something to lose.

-Holy Ground, Red

  Words: how little they mean when you're a little too late.

-Sad Beautiful Tragic, Red

  And they tell you that you're lucky but you're so confused 'cause you don't feel pretty; you just feel used.

-The Lucky One, Red

  I've been spending the last eight months thinking all love ever does is break and burn and end, but on a Wednesday, in a cafe, I watched it begin again.

-Begin Again, Red

  This is falling in love in a cruelest way; this is falling for you when you are worlds away.

-Come Back, Be Here, Red

  While she waits up, you chase down the newest thing and take for granted what you have.

-Girl At Home, Red 

You searched the world for something else to make you feel like what we had and in the end, in wonderland, we both went mad.

-Wonderland, 1989

  And I can't let you go; your hand prints on my soul.

-End Game, Reputation

  If a man talks shit then I owe him nothing.

-I Did Something Bad, Reputation

  Love made me crazy; if it doesn't, you ain't doing it right.

-Don't Blame Me, Reputation

  'Cause all the boys and their expensive cars, with their range rovers and jaguars, never took me quite where you do.

-King of My Heart, Reputation

  But I'm not the only friend you've lost lately if only you weren't so shady.

-This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things, Reputation

 And if I bleed, you'll be the last to know.

-Cruel Summer, Lover

  I'm drunk in the back of the car and I cried like a baby coming home from the bar. Said I'm fine but it wasn't true.

-Cruel Summer, Lover

  I don't wanna keep secrets just to keep you.

-Cruel Summer, Lover

  And I'm highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you.

-Lover, Lover

  All's well that ends well to end up with you.

-Lover, Lover

  You play stupid games, you win stupid prizes.

-Miss Americana and The Heartbreak Prince, Lover

  I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this.

-Paper Rings, Lover

  And baby, I'm so terrified of if you ever walk away.

-Cornelia Street, Lover

 My heart, my hips, my body, my love. Tryna' find a part of me that you didn't touch. Gave up on me like I was a bad drug.

-Death By A Thousand Cuts, Lover

  Please don't be in love with someone else; please don't have somebody waiting on you.

-Enchanted, Speak Now

  Tell me that I'm all you want even when I break your heart.

-Afterglow, Lover

  I once believed love would be burning red but it's golden like a daylight.

-Daylight, Lover

  I've been looking sad in all the nicest places.

-I Don't Wanna Live Forever, Fifty Shades Darker OST

  We found wonderland, you and I got lost in it.

-Wonderland, 1989

  The lingering question kept me up; 2 AM, who do you love?

-Enchanted, Speak Now 

 Soon she's gonna find stealing other people's toys on the playground won't make you many friends.

-Better Than Revenge, Speak Now

  And she thinks I'm psycho 'cause I like to rhyme her name with things.

-Better Than Revenge, Speak Now

  I never heard silence quite this loud.

-The Story of Us, Speak Now

  Wishing' I'd realized what I had when you were mine.

-Back To December, Speak Now

  We'd still worship this love even if it's a false god.

-False God, Lover

 We hadn’t seen each other in a month when you said you needed space. What?

-We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together, Red

 We’re happy, free, confused and lonely at the same time.

-22, Red

Wonderin' why we bother with love if it never lasts.

-Mine, Speak Now

I am pretty sure there's a lot more to this but these have been my favorites so far. 💕

[sasukechiha]

Camilla

C: califormula (remix) - blackbearA: All the stars - Kendrick lamar, szaM: Marvin’s room - DrakeI: I don’t care - NAV (((((((I love nav my brown boi)))))L: Demons - Imagine dragons (MFLAMLKDJ THROWBACK TO MY FANFIC READIN DAYS)L: Lost it to trying (remix) - Paper towns OSTA: A lonely night - The weeknd

send me your name and i will make a playlist out of the letters