#and then I compromised by doing two taylor swift songs

[francesderwent]

Okay, I'm guessing some of the list, since this now looks like a guessing game: 13 is Jess and Rory from Gilmore Girls. 2 is Irenedes, Queen's Thief. One of those films is Steve and Peggy. And I *want* to say Zutara's on the TV shows list but I don't think it is, I think it's in the Honourable Mentions.

oh wow I totally did not intend for number 2 to trick you like that!! Irenides comes in at #7 (it's not an OTP until someone loses a limb)

JESS AND RORY

given the fact that I actually screamed and grabbed whichever brother was sitting next to me when I saw it the first time, it's gotta go to the time when he chases her down in the town square and rory says "fine, let's hear it. I've thought a lot about this: what would jess say to me, what could he possibly say?" and jess says "I love you" and then walks away. he's crazy

all gilmore girls ships are, at best, fucked up (affectionate), with the possible exception of lane and dave, but jess and rory do definitely achieve (affectionate) status.

"All You Had to Do Was Stay", by Taylor Swift, because "I think I may have loved you, but I have to let it go" = "it could have been easy / all you had to do was stay"

they've got a little of that good good Han/Leia energy?? because he's always leaving and yet he is really getting better, and she has all these expectations on her but he really sees her.

I live for Jess and Rory in their friendship era, so my preferred AU is always one which gets rid of Dean early but keeps them in their friendship and lets that grow

they didn't make the list! I was extremely picky with my tv show ships, because a lot of them get poisoned in the long run (and not in a fun way) so if specific moments make me insane but the big picture leaves me cold, I left them off

STEVE AND PEGGY

my favorite moment of theirs is actually that last shot of Endgame of their dance!! truly a non-verbal MOMENT, so much is communicated!!!!!

it's Captain America we're talking about, obviously they're wholesome (affectionate)

maybe it just came on my shuffle or maybe it's the perfect song for every good ship out there, but "This Love" by Taylor Swift. "these hands had to let it go free and this love came back to me"

they have that rare thing that is first love and true love at the same time!! who else?? this is a slight cop-out because the boys are identical but Carrot and Angua, of course!!!!

no more of this bullshit separation. they both get sent to 2012 AU

alas they are not on the list

ZUKO AND KATARA

if I didn't say the moment when he took the lightning strike for her...would I even be me? special mention to the bit in ember island players where zuko sits next to katara and then aang whines but zuko refuses to move >:)

this is maybe the hardest couple to categorize yet???? they're so freaking dramatic that it seems underwhelming to call them wholesome but they're not exactly fucked up either?? I'm calling them wholesome but know that I am dissatisfied with my own system

I am going to be extremely annoying and say "All I Need" by Within Temptation because "can you still see the heart of me" has those good good "you were going to heal my scars in the caves and then I betrayed you and I'm just trying to get back to that place where you thought you could maybe trust me" vibes.

I am sorry. (reylo)

stick those kids in a regency AU. zuko is upstart new money he inherited from his father's trading and katara is from an old family with no money at all. they still both have their bending because DUH

you are right! they are in the honorable mentions!!

[oweninadaydream]

𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 (𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞) || 𝐀.𝐁𝐫𝐢𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

summary : Can anybody blame a young lady for indulging in her deepest desires despite suspecting that the end is imminent?

song inspo: Fortnight by Taylor Swift (ft. Post Malone)

pairing : Anthony Bridgerton x fem!reader

word count : 1564 words

contains : rake!Anthony, unrequited? love, mentions of alcohol and I think that's it!

a/n : I am not the owner of the gif or the dividers ( I don't possess such talents jakjhakjshda). This will have a second part (already working on it). The next chapter of the Feel the rush series will be posted after my exams, sorry :((( Anyway, enjoy !!!

The maid finished working on (Y/N)’s makeup and she turned to look at the final product in the mirror. Her  hair was perfectly held at the back of her neck with a chignon. Her grandmother’s diadem added that sophisticated touch the young woman craved. After taking in the breathtaking shade of her dress in the mirror, she started twirling and giggling around her chamber in a fairy manner. Someone could wonder, what on earth was going on inside the girl’s head? The answer was easy, yet so complicated. Lady (Y/L/N) was simply smitten with someone she knew very well, a lifelong friend that seemed interested in her as well. The problem? That man was no other than Viscount Anthony Bridgerton, the most infamous rake of the Ton. 

“Your carriage is ready, miss (Y/L/N)” the butler informed the young lady.

At almost the same time, another voice echoed around the house.

“(Y/N) dear, we must go now. Lady Danbury will not let me hear the end of it if we show up late yet again. I’d also like to chat a bit with Violet, I haven’t seen her since the Featherington ball.” her mother urged her from the hall.

“I’m ready, mother” she answered loud enough for the woman to hear.

On her way to the barouch that would transport them, she realized that the burgundy dahlias that had been planted at the beginning of the summer were finally blooming with the arrival of autumn, contributing to the embellishment of the front garden. She stared at them for a second; her mind was searching for something in them but she couldn’t explain what exactly. She shook her head and she got inside the carriage.

Pacing around the ethereal gardens of Aubrey Hall, her mind couldn’t help the quick escapades to the first time they kissed. Sitting under the blossoming tree, Anthony and her were watching the sunset taking with itself the traces of winter, welcoming the first of many spring nights. The two of them were abnormally quiet, as if the sight of the moon had bewitched them both. (Y/N)'s spine could still feel violent shivers traveling down her spine when recalling the way the Viscount had lightly brushed his nose against hers before capturing her lips into a slow deep kiss. His chapped and demanding mouth stole a couple more pecks before laughing airly, rising from their hidden spot and offering his hand to help her on her feet. 

That glorious evening marked the beginning of … Well, she couldn’t quite state what it was. The rest of the summer was filled with fleeting glances, embraces away from prying eyes and laughing, lots of laughing. (Y/N) had never been happier; after all, the Viscount was by her side every other night. Still, a series of dark thoughts anxiously floated around her head whenever he walked away to attend the gentlemen’s club, or whenever he tried to avoid her gaze after implying anything that had to do with love or compromise outside his mattress.  Shaking her head and changing the subject usually did the trick, but for the last few days, Anthony had been acting ever so strange. 

(Y/N) was absent in deep thoughts when she felt a familiar touch on her back. 

“Anthony” It was not a  question, but the most confident of statements.

“How did you know it was me so surely?” he said while flashing her with one of his infamous smiles.

She raised her head so her eyes stared at him directly. “I could recognize you by smell, by the prints you leave when you step on the ground on a rainy day or simply by tracing your features with only one finger, eyes completely closed. You are no mystery to me” her answer was sweet and sincere, with a touch of flirting attitude.

He went quiet, very quiet. Every bit of the playful attitude  he had shown earlier had disappeared, now replaced by a hard expression. “You ignore plenty of things about me, so stop acting like my-”

“What has come over you? Your usually particular temperament has worsened these past two weeks. I do not appreciate that you talk to me in such a way” she abruptly interrupted in hopes of obtaining any kind of answer that would help her understand.

“I cannot bear with this any longer. I just feel like we have gone astray from the path we had established for us. I wish for us to be on the same page, and that implies remembering the casual nature of our… deal. Please tell me you understand” his pleading eyes accompanied the request perfectly.

“Forgive me, Anthony but I can’t wrap my head around what you are saying. I thought we were evolving, like our relationship. I know you are not the most kin on marrying or doing this as everyone else does, but after all we’ve been through, don’t you dare tell me that I have been delusionally imagining all these romantic gestures and moments”

“Mademoiselle Parisot is upstairs waiting for me. I would love to continue to discuss this in another time, unless there’s anything that must be told in this exact moment” Was his voice meant to sound confident? (Y/N) could almost feel some sorrow slipping through the cracks of his quick confession. 

The astounded expression on (Y/N)’s face showed that she did in fact not comprehend any of what Anthony was rambling about. A quick sight that denoted shock and upset preceded the lady’s monologue.

“I love you, Anthony, and it’s ruining my life. I can’t keep sighing like a damsel trapped in the highest tower, as I yearn for a future that my eyes will not behold. I can’t keep masquerading my true desires, in hopes that you will choose to stay. I will not continue to morph into whatever kind of woman you fantasize about at the moment, making all those efforts for a man who could never spare a glance at me in such a way, and losing myself in the process. I always thought my worst misery would originate in a forced, loveless marriage with some old earl at best , that would little by little drain every spark of joy within me. But oh, what fool I have been. This senseless affair we have going on has come to distress me more than the worst of husbands ever could. So, go on, run straight into her arms. I do not care, not one bit, my lord. You have shattered my heart a million times throughout the years, I cannot feel it tearing apart anymore.”

His stupidly handsome face showed an evident feeling of distraughtness ; she had never raised her voice like that, nor had she ever used similar words around (or against) him. He quickly shook  his head to wash away the initial shock, substituting it with his typical stoic mask.

“I have never intended to inflict any kind of pain upon yourself, my lady. But, as my dearest friend, you should have known what you were getting yourself into, (y/n).”

His casual condescending  tone made her sick to the stomach and the loudest of silences entered the scene. After a minute or two, a gentle breeze interrupted (y/n)’s pondering. She then raised her head up in a defying manner. After making sure her voice wouldn't give up on her (even though her lower lip was trembling), she decided to voice her thoughts. 

“That's the thing that bothers me so much about infatuation. It makes humans stupid, it makes them believe it can fix anything, even lost causes such as yourself, Viscount Bridgerton. I do not desire to disturb my lord any longer, so excuse me.” And just like that, she was heading back inside the ballroom.

The sound of her heels furiously hitting the floor with every step matched perfectly with the accelerated heartbeat of the man left stranded in the gardens. Without much thought he decided to return to the chambers where his seemingly perfect mistress awaited for him.

Not very far from the action, a slightly inebriated Benedict was laughing obnoxiously loud with Eloise and Colin. The sight of  (Y/N) crossing the doors so rapidly while trying to contain her sobs and tears made the three Bridgerton siblings turn their heads to follow their friend’s trajectory. 

“Should we-” Benedict was eager to console (Y/N) despite his clouded reasoning.

“I would say that she needs a moment to collect herself, Benedict. Our presence could do more harm to her already poor state.” Colin spoke.

“I will try to approach her later. I wonder what has happened… Wasn’t she talking with Anthony?” Eloise recalled perfectly how Anthony had started to converse with Miss (Y/N) earlier that night, right in front of the thriving gardenias. Everything seemed perfectly normal when she was passing by, but it was obvious that something had happened after she had gone back inside.

Eloise moved rapidly to peek around the corner, followed by the two males whose curiosity was unbearable as well. On the other side of the garden, an obviously tense Anthony was making his way to his chamber with a light emanating from the inside of the room.

Without a second thought, Benedict voiced what the three of them were thinking in that moment.

“I think that is exactly the problem, my dear sister…”

[zhng96]

𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐎𝐑 𝐒𝐖𝐈𝐅𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐒 (𝐖/ 𝐁𝐋𝐔𝐑𝐁𝐒) ― zb1

↳ pairing: ot9!zb1 x gn!reader

↳ warnings: lowercase intended, these r a lot longer than blurbs LMFAO, implied situationship at the beginning of jiwoong's?? mentions of drinking in zhang hao's, gunwook's is short sawry :(

↳ note: these r so fun i want to do a part 2 of just them as other taylor swift songs. taerae and hao's are my personal favs they are literally so cute i will die.

perm taglist (open): @tzuberry

― KIM JIWOONG.

↳ now playing: style by taylor swift.

jiwoong finds himself slowing his pace as your house gets closer into his view. the light thuds on the concrete pavement are the only sounds that are heard at this time of night in your neighbourhood, but it evokes a sense of comfort.

in hopes of distracting you from his slowing pace, he reaches out to thread your fingers into his. when he hears the hitch of your breath, he smiles- suddenly the thoughts of parting for the night turn into an overwhelming amount of admiration towards you.

despite never disclosing your relationship, it is clear that the two of you are very into each other. however, that didn’t stop the heavy question from lingering on your lips every time you see him.

(more under the cut!)

sure the silence was nice, but your overwhelming thoughts consume you and a question seems to sprout out unprovoked.

“jiwoong, i’m not the only one you’re seeing, aren’t i?”

of course, you couldn't blame anyone for also take interest in him either, he was attractive, dreamy and kind.

jiwoong seems to freeze for a moment, his grip on your hand loosening while the rest of his body tenses in reaction; quite the juxtaposition, but it showed that even in the most compromising situations, he chose to be delicate with you.

"yn, i-" when the sound of his wavering voice fills your ears, you instantly back down.

the last thing you wanted was to make him uncomfortable and lose him altogether, "sorry it's just- i'm so tired of this cat and mouse game-"

"yn." this time, his tone was quite the opposite of what it had been before. that was one thing you admired about him; the way he picked himself back up so easily.

you look at him with furrowed brows, your rambling voice slowly fading out as yours eyes meet his. "i'm the one who should be sorry... i may have been seeing other people but trust me- none of them compare to how much i feel for you."

watching as your lips part in surprise, a warm smile makes its way onto his lips before he continues, "you are worth more than i think i could ever give to you- but if you will have me, i'll try my hardest to give you everything you deserve."

"jiwoong, you have given me everything i have ever wanted and more."

― ZHANG HAO.

↳ now playing: you are in love by taylor swift.

it wasn't like mieun meant to do it of course- she was hammered; but even with that in mind, you couldn't help but be pissed. your clothes were now drenched in her concoction of drinks and spots were starting to dry, causing bits of your shirt to stick to your skin. thankfully, while you were patting your shirt with a wet paper towel, hanbin came over to offer to look after her while you either went home or found a change of clothes.

spoiler alert- you ended up doing both of those things.

however, the last thing you expected was to see your best friend zhang hao at the party as well- also as a designated sober friend. he watched the interaction from afar: your figure in distress as you try to find a way to either get home or get out of these clothes.

"yn!", he calls from over the music, and your head immediately turns in his direction. he gestures to you to follow him and you oblige.

"wait in the bathroom, i'll grab you the spare clothes i have in my car", he then opens the bathroom door for you and gives you a reassuring smile, before shutting it as you walk in.

after what felt like forever, a gentle knock sounds throughout the bathroom.

"it's me, i'll just leave the clothes hanging on the doorknob alright?"

you let out a small 'okay', before opening the door just a crack and reaching for the bag hung around the door knob and shutting it once again once it was in your grasp.

fortunately for you, the liquid had not gotten onto your jeans so you just had to change into his shirt. disgustedly stripping off your shirt, you turn on the sink and wash off any alcohol that had stuck to your skin and when you finally put on zhang hao's shirt- a whiff of his cologne wafts into your nose.

fighting off the blush that threatened to creep up on your cheeks, you take the leftover fabric from the shirt that draped just past your mid-thigh and tie it into a thick knot before leaving the bathroom altogether.

you hadn't expected zhang hao to just be a few inches from the bathroom waiting patiently for your return, but there he was, and his eyes lit up at the sight of you.

"you ready to get out of here?" he asks, silently basking in the sight of you in his shirt.

"but what about mieun?"

"hanbin's already taking her home."

to say the ride home was filled with conversation would be a big fat lie. it was quite silent, zhang hao's radio was turned down to almost a whisper. although you were itching to say something, you couldn't find anything to talk about and it seemed like zhang hao was very comfortable in the silence. did you only see him as a best friend? does someone who only sees someone as a best friend find it hard to find something to converse about with them? all the more, blush when they give you their shirt to help you out?

"zhang hao.." you started, but you couldn't seem to find words to let you finish.

after a few seconds following your failed attempt at conversation, zhang hao smiles gently before glancing at you briefly, "you're my best friend."

tilting your head at the cryptic statement, you want to inquire before he beats you to it, "but i'm in love with you. like truly in love."

licking your lips, your eyes never leave his figure. his eyes stick to the road, but you can tell he meant it- you could sense how he itched to look back at you, "i think i'm in love with you too..."

― SUNG HANBIN.

↳ now playing: call it what you want by taylor swift.

hanbin has made it very clear that he would do anything for you and more. if he had the ability to give you the world he'd also find a way to gift you the moon as well.

for example, when earlier today you had told him you were craving stir fried spicy pork- now he had just texted you that he was on his way with spicy pork and your favourite dessert.

when he arrived at your door with the biggest grin, both the stir fried pork and dessert in his arms, he quickly sets them down to replace them with you. the embrace was quick but full of every feeling that bubbled within him everytime he saw you.

when you lean in to peck him on his cheeks, his eyes catch a gold necklace with a heart pendant dangling from your neck. obliging to your kiss, he smiles before his hands move to rub the heart between his fingers.

you quickly blush- you hadn't expected him to notice the new necklace so quickly.

"what's this?", he asks, before a carving on the back of the heart scratches at his finger tips.

he flips it over to find his initials engraved on the back side of the heart- a big goofy grin finds its way onto his lips and you can't help but focus on each and every feature of his face as he reacts.

"you bought a necklace with my initials engraved onto it?"

"yeah... not in a weird possesive way or anything i just... the way you love me is the most precious thing in my life and i never want to forget what- or rather who makes it so precious in the first place..."

"we better get me one of your initials too then."

― SEOK MATTHEW.

↳ now playing paper rings by taylor swift.

matthew liked you. like really really liked you. he found it so unbelievable that you held the same emotions for him, but you did- and god did you know how to make it known.

you were on the same boat, matthew has always been the sweetest, most patient and understanding person you had ever met.

the night he had confessed to you while rewatching a romcom for the 13th time in a row had made it’s way into your “favourite memories” folder in your head.

he was everything you could ever ask for and more- everything he did for you was so much even if it was just buying you your favourite snacks.

before you even considered your feelings for matthew, you considered yourself as someone who wasn’t exactly the most romantic- but when you were around him it’s like a switch flipped.

even if you adored the thought of the idea of a beautiful crystal sitting in the middle of your wedding ring, one which glistened beautifully when the light hit no matter the angle, even if matthew proposed with a ring made of newspaper- you’d accept it in a heartbeat.

“what you thinkin’ about?” he drawls, nudging you by the shoulder as he left no space between the two of you on the couch.

“mm.. js’ really love you.” you smile, glacing at him with adoration.

his eyes crinkle as he smiles and he grabs your arms and pulls you closer to him- if even possible.

“i think the world of you.” he replies, hands resting on your thighs as you were now straddling his waist. you knew that even if that engagement ring was made of newspaper, matthew’s neverending fondness for you would make up for it.

― KIM TAERAE.

↳ now playing: fearless by taylor swift.

as much as you felt bad for leaving your coworker's wedding, it was getting boring and you weren't about to waste the 150 dollars you spent on a nice outfit just to sit and clap while others danced.

thus leading you to be drive down the dark streets in taerae’s car with the radio on blast. the late summer rain started pouring, but taerae's windshield wipers found it easy to wipe away any droplets of rain from the windshield.

lovers wasn't the right word to describe your relationship with taerae- it more of you having a crush and not knowing if he felt the same. way he looked in a button down, his blazer discarded in the backseat, and his sleeves folded up to his elbows.

he hums along to the song while you simply stare, he looked so good right now- that wasn't exactly what someone should be thinking about they're best friend, right?

"the rain's starting to pour really hard, how about we park at the 711?", his suggestion immediately snaps you away from your stupor and you find his eyes glancing back and forth between you and the road.

"uh- yeah... that's fine."

when taerae pulls into the parking lot, he cranks the radio even louder and you look at his with a raised brow, "c'mon!"

widening your eyes at the sight of him opening his door to make way for the pouring rain, he steps out and kneels to make eye contact with you, his gaze expecting you to do the same.

"what?!"

"we didn't leave the wedding just to not have any fun, c'mon!" you bite your lip in contemplation at his reasoning- surely it was a good argument.

nodding to yourself, you open your door and try not to flinch at the feeling of the rain starting to soak your well done hair.

taerae quickly makes his way you your side of the car, keeping the door of the passenger side slightly agape to hear the blasting radio better.

once he turns back to you, you swear you had tunnel vision- his hair was slicked back by his own doing as the rain soaked it and so was his button-down.

he takes hold of one of your hands and raises it above your head, twisting it to help you spin- the sudden action makes you grin.

then he grabs onto both of your hands and starts to dance, relishing in the way the music echoed throughout the desolate gas station parking lot.

"taerae! my clothes were 150 dollars, i don't know if playing in the rain would make the price worth it", you say between giggles. even as you said it, you complied with his dancing.

he tilts his head in amusement, watching as you too enjoyed the moment albeit the comments that were meant to bring the two of you back to reality, "alright then, if we get it dry cleaned and i take you out to dinner, will it be worth the price then?"

he pulls you close, the two of you stopping in your tracks and a burst of confidence surges through your veins, "yeah... it'll be worth every moment i spent thinking about you too."

― SHEN RICKY.

↳ now playing gorgeous by taylor swift.

your relationship with ricky was simply that there wasn't one. sure you were acquaintances as you know each other through mutual friends and those mutual friends hang out a lot, but you just can't seem to talk to him.

grudgingly, you'll admit that you don't talk to him because you hate the butterflies he gives you from simply looking at you, or the fact that you swear you would melt into a puddle if he smiled at you.

however, for ricky, he enjoyed how painfully obvious your ignoring of his existence was. sure, he found himself smirking at himself at the thought of you unable to even maintain eye contact with him when he asked you a question, but had he ever found out why? the answer was no.

maybe it was because of the rumour that you truly did have a boyfriend? perhaps the rumour had been true and you were simply just avoiding him because your boyfriend had asked you to. or it was something completely unrelated to even having a boyfriend at all and you just had some problem with him that he was unaware of.

he settled on the former- he didn't want to suffer through a headache due to mindless thinking.

however, his observation was clearly proven wrong when he finds himself left alone in a room with you after both of your guys' friends went to the convenience store without you two knowing.

the silence was awkward, ricky watched as you fidgeted with your fingers and absolutely avoided even looking in his general direction.

"why won't you look at me? or talk to me? we've known each other for 2 months now..."

you purse your lips and finally find the courage to meet his eyes, you quickly regret that decision as you find it hard to look away.

"i'm not good with talking to people..."

"such a cop-out answer", he chuckles, his smile only making your heart race faster than it already was.

"do you have a boyfriend?" the casualty of his question catches you off guard and you part your lips in surprise, an obnoxious questioning sound coming from your lips.

"what made you think that?!" you finally manage to sputter out an answer, and ricky gives you an entertained smirk- you feel like you will melt in your spot if he keeps it up.

"so you aren't avoiding me because you have a boyfriend?"

"what kind of nonsense is that? i'm avoiding you because you're really cute and i hate that just by looking at me i find myself unable to process anything!"

a few seconds of silence overlaps the two of you before you snap your mouth open in distress, "shit..."

"hey, don't stress, we can take this slow. at least now i know why you were avoiding me."

"take things slow..?"

"you didn't think i'd care about you ignoring me if i wasn't an ounce interested in you, did you?"

― KIM GYUVIN.

↳ now playing: cruel summer by taylor swift.

you were in quite the predicament. kim gyuvin was your brothers best friend, not someone you could have a crush on. you two were friends, not close of course; only usually talking when your brother was around. after all, it would be quite weird to hang out alone- at least in your opinion.

in all fairness, you hated your relationship with him. you hated keeping secrets from him just to keep him around. sure, it was selfish to wish for more, if you told him you liked him and it didn't turn out well, your brother may end up losing his best friend too.

however, you were in much luck. your brother along with gyuvin had just graduated. you once had overheard the two talking about moving out together and going to a school the next city away.

summer was dawning in, the rain started to leave and your mind turned it gears with careful cogs. now was the perfect time to confess- if he rejected you, your relationship would not weigh in on his and your brothers', if he said yes- well, you hadn't really thought about it.

either way, either ending satisfied you. you didn't expect much from it, really- but the thought of having a chance to keep him around filled your being with much hope.

it was at least 1 hour past midnight. you went down to grab a small midnight snack, the weight of seeing gyuvin in the living room with your brother free from your chest after hearing the snores coming from your siblings' room just down the hall.

as you turn from the stairs to face the kitchen, you find a tall brunette sitting at the kitchen island, eyes already on your figure.

"oh-"

"hey", his smile was gentle, his voice was laced in fatigue but he didn't seem to want to move in his spot, almost waiting for something- or someone?

"sorry, i thought you were asleep. i heard snoring..."

"oh, your brother fell asleep five minutes into the movie, i couldn't stand his snoring so i brought him up to his room", he chuckled, you find yourself smiling at the sound.

you walk towards your stove, feeling a little intimidated as his gaze does not leave your body.

"you happy you graduated?" you ask, your back turned towards him as you set a pot of water onto the stove.

"hm, bittersweet feelings."

"why's that?" you furrow a brow, staring at the water in the pot, praying it would boil faster.

"js' wish i had done somethings while i was still in highschool... 'dunno"

you only hum, the thought of confessing digging itself to the top of your brain. was now a good time?

"yn?" you blink, turning you head in his direction. had you been in a trance for an embarrassing amount of time?

"think you could make me a pack too?" he gestures towards the singular pack of ramen sitting atop the counter. you tense for a moment before complying, turning to the pantry to retrieve another pack.

by the time you make your way back in front of the pot, the water is already boiling. you open both packets, dumping the noodles in and pulling the flavour packets out. turning the heat to medium, you still refuse to turn your body back towards gyuvin in fear.

now. right now is the best time.

"you thought about the university you want to go to once you graduate-"

"gyuvin i like you... it's bad."

taking his silence as a definite no, you try to blink away the tears the surface, eyes burning into the noodles that slowly softened in the water.

you think that he's found his escape, quietly going up the stairs while your back is still turned but you find your observation wrong. a gentle hand wraps around your wrist and beckons you to look at the culprit.

when you turn, you expect to find gyuvin looking at you with sincere apology. instead, you find a coy smile on his lips.

"what's so bad about that?" you look at his eyes in exasperation, searching for evidence of a joke- was he teasing you right now?

"you're my brothers best friend! not to mention you're moving away!"

"would you believe me if i told you that your brother knew about my crush on you?"

"what?!" gyuvin snickers before putting a finger to his lips, sure you were being adorable- but too loud at 1am.

he turns to turn the heat on the stove off before looking at you again, "and we've decided we're not moving... we both didn't get in so we're staying here to go to uni."

letting out a breath of relief, you still shook in your spot, "so you don't think it's weird that you're best friends with my brother and i'm his sister who has feelings for you?"

"what, is there some love handbook i don't know about?"

you can't help the light-hearted laugh that erupts from your throat at his sarcasm, "no... i guess there isn't."

"good, because not telling you i liked you before i graduated was my one and only regret..."

― PARK GUNWOOK.

↳ now playing: message in a bottle by taylor swift.

park gunwook was an admirable classmate of yours. he was bound to have admirers, he was class prez after all. his ranks were good and he is attractive- no denying that.

what is embarrasing however, is how you found yourself as one of those admirers.

it started off with simple notes of motivation. you only signed with an anagram. then, it turned into small gifts from the school store.

you revelled in the way he surveyed the room after each time he read a note from you, or the way he would ask his friends if the had seen someone set something on his desk.

however, you were diligent with being sneaky. you would only set something on his desk when the hallway and classroom were clear- it was usually during lunch or, if you got to the school too early, you would do it then.

what you weren't diligent with though, was estimating his intelligence.

arriving at the school late today, you rush into the classroom, praying that teacher was also running late. to your misfortune- he was not.

you stops you at the door, publicly announcing your arrival, making your rushed morning even worse before handing you a detention slip and dismissing you to your desk.

you set your bag down beside the desk chair and when you look up, a light pink sticky note tabbed to your desk catches your eye.

you frown before sitting down, grabbing the sticky note and fumbling to read it.

"thanks for the gifts yn- or should i say, my secret admirer. want to go to the convenience store with my at lunch? - p. gunwook" it read.

in surprise, you perk your head up and immediatley jerk your head into his direction. he was already looking back at you, a bashful smile on his face accompanied by a shy tilt of his head.

a goofy smile breaks through it restraints before you could stop it and you nod- suddenly your morning wasn't too bad.

― HAN YUJIN.

↳ now playing: enchanted by taylor swift.

han yujin did not think that the last thing that would be engraved in his mind after gunwook’s birthday party would be you.

you were gunwook’s childhood friend- sure he’d mentioned you every once in a while, but yujin had never truly met you.

he was glad that gunwook’s birthday party gave him that chance.

you were absolutely captivating- the way you looked in your formal yet casual attire, the way you lit up around the people you were close to, and the kindness you spread to everyone even if you didn’t know them.

yujin actually had the chance to talk to you, probably the main reason you had been lingering in his mind since he had left the gathering.

gunwook had pulled you over to finally introduce you to his friends. when you introduced yourself, he found out that you were actually from around here, just attending a different school.

the two of you actually hit it off pretty well, while gunwook and gyuvin were goofing on the dance floor, yujin and you just decided to sit and watch.

as he grew to know more about you; your school life, your friends, you rank in class, your hobbies and more, he couldn’t help the pit that grew in his stomach.

with everything that you do, you were bound to have someone interested in you- or have your interest lying on someone else, right?

little did yujin know that you were thinking just the same. it would be impossible to imply that yujin has never had an encounter with an admirer, let alone have his eye on someone.

when you two parted ways at the party, the longing to see eachother again had already started to set in. after a few bittersweet goodbyes, you two got into seperate cars and headed home.

as if the world heard both of your prayers, the next week, yujin was invited to hangout with gunwook and a few other friends- he could only hope that by “a few other friends” you would make an appearance.

and you did.

the way your eyes lit up at the sight of him gave him his answer. the only person you had been waiting for was him.

navi. mlist.

[woozisguitar]

GLITCH - petnames

prev | 6.0 | next masterlist Recommended Song: Begin Again by Taylor Swift Warnings: bad flirt jihoon, implied anxiety but no mentions of it! A/N: this part is written (1.6k words, no beta we die like men) + glitchy facts has smau!

the next day, you and iseul made your way to the headquarters with mr. ahn. ash and ella were sleeping and had plans to go sightseeing later, with you and iseul joining them there. iseul kept reading over the contract clauses and explaining certain things, but all her words were a blur. you kept contemplating if this was a good idea. were you really that desperate for money? well, yes, the debts were a lot to pay, and with your field of research, you'd have to spend the rest of your life paying those off. but you still felt a small sense of guilt about doing this with jihoon. sure, as ms. lee said, it’s beneficial to both parties and all, but the feeling still prevailed. there's a part of you that still wished you didn’t have to meet him this way and that there was another way to fix this. alas, life is truly a bitch, and the one thing it taught you was that it's best to grab any opportunity given to you for a shot at having a comfortable life, even if it means sometimes compromising your morals.

you were pulled out of your thoughts when mr. ahn announced that you were at the headquarters. as you walked up the elevator, you pulled iseul by her elbow and murmured in a low voice, “did you add the clause i told you? the one where we can back out whenever? both me and jihoon.”

“yeah, did you not listen when i was explaining it to you?”

you gave her an apologetic smile, and she nodded in understanding.

mr. ahn asked you to wait in a conference room as woozi and ms. lee were on their way. with iseul going through the contract again, the silence in the conference room was deafening. you tried to busy yourself by tracing patterns on the table, but the anxiety was still there. were these feelings because of this whole legal thing you got yourself involved in, or was it the coffee thing with jihoon? you weren’t sure.

the sound of the door opening pulled you out of your thoughts as you saw ms. lee enter the room with jihoon and two other men dressed in suits trailing behind them.

“good morning,” ms. lee smiled at you, a tad too cheerfully. you nodded, and she busied herself with the other two men. jihoon sat opposite you and gave you a small smile, one that you returned easily.

“so! ms. y/n, i suppose you and ms. iseul have read through the contract. i, along with the company, am so glad you agreed to this,” she pointed towards the two men who came with them. “this is the group’s legal team. please feel free to discuss any amendments right now.” iseul looked at you for confirmation, and you nodded, your eyes sliding over to jihoon to find him staring at his folded hands. he looked at you through his lashes when he felt your eyes on him and slowly nodded to let you know he’s fine.

“alright then,” iseul started, “i’m iseul, y/n’s lawyer. while we agree to most things, there is one clause my party would like to add. to quote: ‘clause 8: if at any point, either party wishes to terminate the contract, they may do so. the other party agrees not to sue for any damages, and this contract will become null and void. additionally, any and all amounts that ms. y/n rightfully earned over the period of the agreement must be paid in full.’ other than that, we agree to all other conditions.”

“oh, we can't do that. while i understand ms. y/n would like to have a choice to back out, we cannot agree to the same for mr. woozi. his prior contract with us essentially means he can’t really back out of any contracts he doesn't like that he previously signed,” one of the men said.

“well, it’s this or nothing. y/n refuses to sign the contract if this isn't added,” iseul said, folding her hands and leaning back. “but—” ms. lee, who had been silent until now, held her hand up. “very well then. if this is the clause y/n wants to add, we will. after all, we are a company that respects our artists' wishes.” she smiled sweetly at the two men, who then nodded in agreement and added the clause. you looked at jihoon again to find him drawing small patterns on the table. the guilt of this whole thing started to gnaw at your ribs again, but you tried to push it off.

“here, please sign this then,” the other man handed iseul the tablet, and she read through it once again and told you where to sign, followed by woozi, who did the same.

“very well then! the two of you are ‘dating’ starting today,” ms. lee air quoted. “ms. y/n, please be here tomorrow by 10 a.m. we'd like to start your public training with mr. woozi.”

you nodded, and on that note, ms. lee, along with her legal team, bid farewell and left. iseul nudged your shoulder as she stood up to leave, giving you a wink, “see you later, sweetheart.”

you looked at jihoon only to find him already looking at you with his small, stingray smile. “shall we go get some coffee then?”

the walk from the conference room to the building café was… intense, to say the least. jihoon decided it was best to ditch the managers in order to get to know each other better. while you did agree it was a good idea, the stares of everyone you crossed paths with still felt unnerving. you stuck close to jihoon, keeping your head low and following him until you reached the café on the top floor. you saw a few idols you’d seen the members do dance challenges with, along with some other staff members.

“you okay?” jihoon asked, tilting his head. you nodded, feeling a rush of heat creep up your neck. “well, i hope you like americano. kwan keeps raving about how good their americanos are, so i thought it’d be a good idea to try some of that,” jihoon ended, rolling his eyes exaggeratedly. you giggled and nodded, suddenly feeling shy. jihoon placed the order for the two of you and guided you to a table at the back of the café. you could still feel the stares of some people in there, but you decided to push that to the back for the time being.

“so… how do we do this?” you started, tucking your hands below your thighs.

“hmmm…. i don’t know,” jihoon said, thinking hard. “oh! we can do it like they do in all those movies!” he said, snapping his fingers.

“how exactly?” you asked, narrowing your eyes suspiciously, already guessing what the answer might be.

“twenty questions!” he said, smirking teasingly, “but you know, don’t go falling in love with me.”

“that’s so cheesy, ji,” you whined, laughing at his unsuccessful attempt at flirting.

“ji?”

“-hoon. i meant jihoon.”

“no, it’s fine. you can call me ji. it’s cute,” he said, smiling softly. “plus, it’s better that we have petnames. makes us look more like a couple.” you nodded, still a little embarrassed at your slip-up.

“so what will my petname be?” you asked, suddenly curious.

“well, that’s a secret that you’ll know when the time comes,” he said, smiling cheekily.

“you just don’t have one, do you?” you narrowed your eyes.

“nope, not answering that,” he said as the coffees arrived.

“okay, so let me get this: you like taylor swift? like a lot. you work and you fangirl over me? that’s it?” you nodded at his list again, as you had for almost the past hour, your americanos long gone. “yeah, pretty much. between work and trying to live, it’s hard to have any hobbies. whoever said getting a phd is fun was lying because it’s just a pyramid scheme,” you said, rolling your eyes. jihoon, still surprised at your surprisingly mundane life, laughed a little. “no wonder you’re so obsessed with me; we’re the same after all,” he decided to ask his last question, as you decided it was best to ask five each, alternating, and he was already down to four.

“okay, this is my last one for this round. what is love to you?” you were surprised at his sudden serious question, as the past four had been about your favorite musician, what you wanted to be growing up, your job, and how you met your friends.

“going deep, are we jihoon?”

“i’m just trying to figure you out,” he shrugged lightly.

“what is love to me… hmm,” you thought hard until something finally clicked, “okay, love to me is… home. it’s my friends when i come home from a bad day or when they cheer for me for the smallest achievements, it’s taylor’s music when i'm sad, it’s your group when i feel lonely. it’s anything and everything that feels like home to me,” you looked up to see jihoon smiling softly and shaking his head. “okay, did not expect that, but now i know what my next question will be.”

“nuh-uh, mister. not so soon, it’s my turn, remember?” jihoon opened his mouth to answer but was suddenly cut off by his phone ringing. he excused himself and spoke to the person on the other line in a rather hurried manner. you almost forgot that you were surrounded by people you didn’t know and took notice of how you still had some lingering eyes on you.  

“hey, i'm so sorry, but something came up,” jihoon said, running his fingers through his hair.  

“it’s alright, but since you’re taking off before my turn, you better make it up to me,” you said, pouting teasingly.  

“don’t worry, i’ll be sure to make it up, darling,” he winked cheekily to your surprise, “come on, i’ll ask mr. ahn to drop you home. text me when you reach.”

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[enbysiriusblack]

james x sirius and all or any

all 💀

1. Describe their first date.

they go to the forbidden forest and run around in their animagus forms for an hour. they then make out against a tree, eat some baked goods that james' parents sent him and come up with prank ideas

2. Who wakes up early/Who sleeps in late?

james wakes up early, sirius sleeps in late (sometimes. i feel like his sleep schedule would be all over the place)

3. What was their first impression of each other?

sirius thought james was interesting and seemed very free and easygoing and fun. james thought sirius was very funny and unique.

4. Who initiates affection? Why does the other not initiate affection as much?

both but i feel like maybe slightly more sirius. because sirius is more restrictive with wanting affection, that james knows he's more comfortable with being the one to initiate it first

5. Do they argue often? If so, what do they argue about?

they don't. sometimes very mundane/playful arguments but rarely, they tend to agree or enjoy compromising for each other

6. How do they make up/apologize after an argument?

i mean if they did have an argument, james would probably make it up with very sappy romantic gestures & words & apologies. sirius is just brutally honest and rationalises their argument & just says he's sorry if he is

7. How often do they say “I love you”?

everyday

8. What do they love most about the other? Why?

sirius loves james' sense of humour, his open heartedness, his abs, his passion, sense of adventure, competitiveness

james loves sirius' sense of humour, his biting wit, his handsomeness, his passion, his sense of adventure, his coolness

9. What do they dislike most about the other? Why?

nothing ever.

10. Do they share any hobbies or interests? How do these things bring them together?

they both enjoy sports & talked a lot about their quidditch teams when they first met, james finds sirius' mechanic hobby interesting but doesn't really understand the actual thing but tries to help out (he passes him random tools and yaps whilst sirius works). james loves hobbies. he has like 30. by that logic sirius is gonna share some of the same. but also they're so codependent that even if they don't particularly enjoy a hobby, they will embrace it in order to spend time with each other

11. How do they feel about nicknames/pet names? If they like them, what pet names do they use? If they hate them, why do they feel that way?

they mostly just use their marauding nicknames (prongs & padfoot).

james does call sirius pet names as a joke (love, darling, sweetie, etc.) just cause sirius gets icked out by them

they call each other mate whilst snogging, on a date, raising a kid, etc.

12. Do they have a difficult time when separated from each other, or are they fairly independent?

extremely difficult fucking time. practically impossible for them.

13. How do they keep in contact when they’re apart? Do they write letters, talk on the phone, or simply wait out the time?

the two-way mirrors & writing letters constantly

14. Do they enjoy PDA, or are they more private with affection?

james likes it but sirius isn't too big a fan of it. so they kinda tend to just sit on each others laps and hold hands and stuff but don't really snog in public often

they do not count affection in front of remus or peter as public. so they do that A LOT.

15. What songs remind you of their relationship?

you're my best friend by queen, treehouse by alex g, i wanna be your dog by joan jett & the blackhearts, invisible string by taylor swift, naked in manhattan by chappell roan

16. Would they ever get matching tattoos? If yes, what would these look like?

they absolutely would. it'd either be like sirius getting deer antlers for james and james getting the canis major constellation or just a super weird random thing like both getting a tattoo of a ham sandwich or something

17. How well do they communicate? Are they open with their feelings/thoughts or more reserved? Why?

very well. very open with their feelings & thoughts. however i think james would have trouble differentiating his feelings for platonic or romantic so would kinda be a bit wobbly in that aspect

18. How do they care for each other when one of them is wounded/sick?

like overbearing parents

19. Do they wear each other’s clothes/jewelry?

all the fucking time

20. How do they comfort each other when one of them is upset? Is this method of comfort effective?

sirius gets james to go play quidditch or go a run together or something and an hour or so into that james will tend to then end up venting. it is very effective

james finds a place for them to be alone and will seat close next to him and yap away about nothing for ages. also very effective

21. Do they enjoy domestic life?

very much so (james the stay at home husband/dad and sirius working in a job he loves <33)

22. Are they comfortable joking around with each other and being silly/playful?

very much so

23. What are the defining characteristics of their relationship?

codependent & hot

24. How do their personalities affect their relationship? Do their characteristics compliment each other, or clash often?

compliment each other in kinda clashy way? if that makes sense.

25. Do they share a room/house? If so, what does it look like and how does it compliment their personalities?

ish (i mean the dorm & living together at the potters for a quick minute). with the dorm (ignoring peter & remus' influences), james makes it a big of a mess which sirius has a tendency to clean up (however james will help when he notices sirius begin doing so), and sirius puts up a lot of posters. they'd also have like darts and a foosball table and stuff fs

26. What sacrifices do they make for the other

uhhh they'd sacrifice literally anything for each other ever. but specifically i can see sirius sacrificing meat when he's eating with james since james is a vegetarian (solidarity 💪💪), and james sacrifices uhh showing off ig

27. How do they say “I love you” non-verbally?

looking at each other

28. Who’s the better chef? Do they cook for the other?

james is the better cook but sirius is the better baker. they cook together (euphemia teaching them both)

29. Describe their nighttime routine.

brush their teeth together, get changed, sirius reads whilst james writes to his parents, they proceed to talk in their respective beds for an hour before james falls asleep, sirius then has a fag and reads more for a few hours before turning into padfoot and sleeping in james' bed

30. What are their respective love languages? Do their love languages work well together?

both are quality time and acts of service, but james also commonly give the other three too. so works well

31. Do they often go out on dates? What are these like?

probably all the fucking time. they'd go hang out with their friends then halfway through would call it a date and claim their friends are interrupting them

32. Do either of them drink? If so, who’s the lightweight, and how does their partner care for them?

depends. i sometimes write james as drinking, sometimes don't. i like to write sirius drinking a lot and then later going sober. but james would def be the lightweight between them nonetheless

33. How do they flirt? Who’s the worse flirt?

sirius doesn't really flirt (at least not on purpose). james constantly flirts and is shit at it

34. Do they have any inside jokes?

many many many

35. Is their relationship a secret? If so, why?

probably not. like you could say maybe giving the 70s but also 1. i can't see them giving it a shit, and 2. is wizarding society homophobic?? idk

36. How do they feel about having kids? Are they in agreement?

younger sirius def wouldn't i feel but like. as he gets older i think he'd lowkey want kids. james wants kids so bad.

37. Who’s more emotionally sensitive/cries more often?

james

38. Who’s got a quicker temper?

sirius

39. When and how did they admit that they loved each other? If they haven’t yet, why?

platonically?? like end of first year maybe. when they're having to leave at the end of school year

not platonically?? sirius offhandedly saying to james and james not realising he meant in that way and sirius corrects him and james is like "oh. right. well yeah, of course i feel the same, mate?? i love you in every conceivable way"

40. Do they have any regrets in their relationship?

hmm nah. idk. 🧍🏻‍♂️

41. What would they do if they lost the other?

well sirius would apparently go after the person responsible, spend over a decade in prison wrongfully convicted, escape to save his son, end up on the run then trapped in his childhood house, then dying

james would crumble.

42. What’s their relationship like with each other’s friends/families?

james despises sirius' family. curses them out on the daily. is their biggest hater.

sirius adores james' family so so so much and they love him too

they have all the same friends so 😭😭

43. If they picked out outfits for each other, what would they look like?

james would be in something a lot more stylish, a little more punk and black, and with half his chest on display. sirius would be in the tinest shorts ever, and james' favourite quidditch team's jersey (yes they'd be dressing each other in their own clothes)

44. Do they cuddle often? Why or why not?

always. in every form (animagi)

45. How do they support each other? How do they rely on each others support?

uhhh in every single possible way? they laugh at each other for failing like mundane stuff tho

46. Do they consider their relationship casual or serious? Is the answer different depending on who you ask? Why?

they deem it the most serious relationship ever ever ever (however early stages they'd be like confessing their undying love, snogging constantly, etc. then turn around and be like "oh it's just casual in that aspect and we'll probably stop soon, our friendship love is what's truly important and will never die"

47. Do they sleep beside each other? Why or why not?

all the damn time. constantly.

48. Do they talk about their future together? Why or why not?

yeah. they're always talking so ofc it'd come up at some point.

49. Do they keep secrets from each other?

no

50. Would they ever break up? If so, why? Who would handle the breakup better?

they would never. ride or die fr.

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[unnamednarrator]

wip wednesday

bc why not! this one’s from a future chapter of i love you, i’m sorry lmao

pls share ur last sentence or, if you don’t have one, share a plot bunny or idea! (OR sketch for your artwork!)

There’s hardly a sliver of light that I can see peeking out from behind my blinds. An ungodly hour. Even more ungodly when you consider the fact that in the middle of the night, Taylor Swift and Phoebe Bridgers were repeatedly asking me ‘how could a person know everything at eighteen but nothing at twenty-two?’ Maybe it was a little on the nose, but doing literally anything besides listening to that song was putting me on the precipice of an emotional breakdown. So it was a compromise.

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[spiders-hth-is-an-outlier]

This is a post absolutely nobody asked for because 0 of you follow me for Takes on music, but one of the pop music podcasts I listen to has been all in on Pop Girl Spring, and they played a little game the other week where they did a draft for the top 10 songs from all the albums they’ve been covering – so that’s the new releases by Taylor Swift, Beyonce, Maggie Rogers, Gracie Abrams, Dua Lipa, Billie Eilish, Charli XCX, Ariana Grande, and Kacey Musgraves, plus the currently charting album-less singles by Sabrina Carpenter and Chappell Roan.  And while I don’t have the fun structure of a competitive draft to play with, it did make me sit down and hash out my own Top 10, and I have literally nowhere to put the fruits of all that effort except Tumblr, so here’s way, way more words than anyone asked for about POP GIRL SPRING.

Listed in not-exactly no particular order, but also not in This Specific Order, like, this is not a countdown, I’m not ranking them with great specificity or anything.  The 10 songs I need on my imaginary Pop League Team.

Good Luck, Babe! (Chappell Roan): Rise and Fall of a Midwest Princess is a great album and I think Roan has a great career ahead of her (knock on wood), but this is the first song she’s released that feels like a Timeless Hit to me, like the kind of thing that’s going to show up in Buzzfeed quizzes in the 2040s about picking the best songs from this decade.  On god, this could be one of the best pop choruses ever written – starting with that fucking high note is such a flex! – and it’s such a poster child for how great, earwormy pop music can tell a fairly specific story and make it feel deeply universal.  Legendary.  No notes.

Espresso (Sabrina Carpenter): SONG OF THE SUMMER.  Is it a better pop song than Good Luck, Babe?  No.  Is it the Song of the Summer anyway?  Yes, because those aren’t supposed to be Timeless, they’re supposed to make you forever remember *this specific summer* in your life.  It’s a great song with an unbeatable hook, and I dig the fact that it makes just slightly less sense than it probably should – caffeine is the metaphor for…how you’re going to stay up nights thinking about Sabrina Carpenter?  Okay.  Whatever you say.  It’s not a song about anything, which sometimes is bad but in this case is amazing, and there’s something marvelously audacious about committing to lines like “walked in and dream-came-true’d it for ya.”  Bonkers.  Delightful.  Carpenter has put out like 4 albums which does not seem possible for someone I up until now only vaguely remembered as “was on that nostalgia-bait Boy Meets World sequel series,” but man, she came to play with this one.

BILLIE GETS TWO

BIRDS OF A FEATHER: Hit Me Hard and Soft is a fantastic album, managing to edge further into straight-up pop territory without compromising the distinctive voice that’s made Eilish the Snobby Music Critic’s Pop Princess.  I have no idea how long she’s going to be able to (or want to) keep splitting the difference between these two identities, but she’s doing it right now, probably doing it better than anyone since Little-Earthquakes-era Tori Amos.  I chose this song because I think it does the best job of fusing those elements: it’s a right-down-the-middle love song in the classic pop vein of “i know my baby is a life-ruining trainwreck but honestly i do not care,” and it’s got good mid-tempo ballad structure with that little bit of haunted-ness that is Eilish’s signature sound, and I just think it’s probably the most solid song on the album.

CHIHIRO: This one is my *favorite* song on the album, which is why it’s here.  I don’t know what it’s about.  It’s not particularly “radio-friendly” (is that a thing anymore? What do we say instead of that? Digestible?)  It’s slinky and vaguely threatening and it just feels like a song that nobody else could do. It’s the one that’s been most consistently stuck in my head since I first listened to the album.  I feel like it’s flying under the radar a little, but I’m super here for it.

The Kill (Maggie Rogers): I feel like people sleep on Maggie Rogers because her marketing aesthetic seems kind of like, navel-gazing folky singer-songwriter, which is not all that Of the Moment right now.  But the thing is, that’s really not accurate at all!  Her music is just straight down-the-middle, strongly crafted pop, WHY is she not more famous?  She’s so good!  Don’t Forget Me is just so, so solid as a pop album, crammed full of songs that are massive hits in some alternate universe. “It Was Coming All Along” is my personal favorite, but for this list I’m sticking with The Kill, just because it seems to be the closest thing to a breakout hit off the album and I want to hype it up.  It’s a bouncy, incredibly sing-along-able song about a mutually destructive relationship, what is not to love.  Pop music was invented for this.

BEYONCE ALSO GETS TWO

BODYGUARD:  Look, I’m going to level with you, I wanted to like Cowboy Carter a lot more than I did. For me, the album has exactly the same flaw as Renaissance did, which is that it fundamentally feels like Beyonce has done a *ton* of research for her music history degree, stuffed every bit of it into the album, and by god you are going to listen to her senior thesis on the Black roots of popular music.  Both albums are like – so smart and so sincere and they just feel – a little bogged down to me.  I don’t know.  This may be entirely because I am just not on Beyonce’s level here, but there’s something about Cowboy Carter that makes it hard for me to really love as an album, rather than as a project.  That said, there were several tracks I really liked, and this one’s probably my favorite, maybe because it sounds the most authentically like a Beyonce track to me.  Whatever you think of Jay-Z or of the Carters’ marriage, it’s undeniable that a huge part of her as an artist and a human is tied up in this idea of being one half of their partnership, and when she does these “it’s me and my baby versus all the rest of you bitches” songs, she always strikes what to my ear is her most authentic, heartfelt notes.  BODYGUARD has a cool, California-road-trip kind of vibe that puts me in mind a little of “03 Bonnie & Clyde,” but appropriately, more grown-up now.

YA YA: After complaining that a lot of her recent music feels a little too overstuffed with References, I have to say that this is one of the worst offenders – but it fuckin works.  This feels deeply retro but not at all in a corny way, a great update of a certain kind of mid-century honky-tonk music that makes it feel vital and current.  I don’t think Beyonce has truly hit the same high in terms of weaving her politics and her music together since Lemonade, but to me this song stands up well alongside that album (which for the record, I think was a generational achievement, a truly transcendent work of art).  Also, as appropriate for a song whose theme is “shake your ass in defiance of a world that does not care about you,” the ass-shaking game is on point!  I honestly wish this song had received all the success that went to TEXAS HOLD ‘EM, which is a song I truthfully feel is hokey and try-hard.  This one covers the same ground but infinitely better.

Von Dutch (Charli XCX): I am a naysayer to Brat Summer, I’m sorry to say; I think Charli is a fairly decent pop musician and Brat is a fairly decent pop album, but I do Not get the hype.  It’s got some worthwhile tracks, and I do appreciate that she’s allowed some space to excavate less-common themes in pop music – songs about wondering if now is when she should be having kids, about wrestling with the way that other women bring out her personal insecurities – rather than just the genre staples of Love and Partying and Being Awesome.  That said.  I think the best song on the album is just a regular-degular banger about partying and being awesome.  If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it.

YES, TAYLOR ALSO GETS TWO (man, it’s a 31-track double album! Get off my back!)

Down Bad: One of the things I don’t think Swift gets credit for, due to being overshadowed by the Harrowing Constant Drama of her personal life, is that she legitimately has a dry, off-kilter sense of humor that brings much-needed levity to the Harrowing Constant Drama of her body of work.  TTPD is, among other things, a *funny,* self-aware album about how knowing full well that your emotions are absolutely unhinged vis-a-vis actual reality doesn’t actually do jack shit to keep you from drowning in those emotions.  A lot of the hate for this album has really come from people who Do Not get the joke, who are cherry-picking verses and single lines from deeply self-aware songs without providing the context of that self-awareness.  I love this song.  I love the chorus: crying at the gym is a detail that’s perfectly, wryly relatable in its absurdity, and “everything comes out teenage petulance / fuck it, if I can’t have him I might just die” in that swingy, chipper groove is exactly why no one does it like she does, packing all that ambiguity and frustration and self-loathing of your own irrationality into a great hook.  I love the fuckin alien abduction framing device to talk about a relationship whose impact inside your own head and heart is wildly out of proportion to its impact on the materiality of your daily life – a relationship that *might as well have* happened on an entirely different planet than the one everyone else lives on.  It’s great.  This is a great song.

The Albatross: So I wanted for the second TTPD track to pick something from the other side of Swift, the one that *is* deeply, irretrievably, uncomfortably emotionally sincere.  There were definitely some strong contenders, but I kept coming back to this song, which I actually have heard very little chatter about, but has snuck up on me as an album favorite.  I try not to get too lost in the labyrinth of Swift’s endless Easter eggs and self-mythologizing, but this is a song that I do think benefits from understanding its place in her personal biography; specifically I think it gains a lot from seeing it as a companion piece to “The Archer,” a softly agonized song from the beginning of a relationship about the duality of predator and prey, about wanting to go all-in but dreading the part of you that you know is capable of sabotaging this.  The Albatross is – a softly agonized song from the ending of that same relationship about the duality of destruction and salvation, about wanting so much to protect someone you used to love from the havoc *that same love* has ultimately inflicted on their life.  There’s a whole novel lying in the space between these two songs, and both of them feel raw and intimate in the way they expose the pain and vulnerability and shame that shadow the act of allowing yourself to love someone.  TTPD was, in my opinion, rushed out too quickly, an experiment in presenting Swift’s emotions in a more unprocessed, uncrafted way to make a statement about art as a survival mechanism during emotional times, but an experiment that doesn’t entirely work; it truly could have benefited from another six to twelve months of cooking and a strong editorial pass.  To me, this song is a glimpse of what TTPD could have been if instead of being rushed to press in the middle of her ginormous tour for the sake of her own catharsis, it had been given the space and attention that Folklore/Evermore were given.  The Albatross is truly (like The Archer before it) an optimal wedding of Swift as a chronicler of her own interiority and Swift as a generationally gifted musical craftsman.

(I had a couple of also-rans, so shout out to Dua Lipa’s “Happy For You,” a song I really loved off an album I thought was kinda phoned-in overall, and Gracie Abrams’s “Tough Love,” through which I learned that there could potentially be something interesting about Gracie Abrams, someday.)

[majorlysapphic]

Wenclair headcanons! <3

Enid fell first, Wednesday fell harder

Whenever Wednesday gives Enid flowers, she keeps one for herself (so when it dies, she knows to get Enid a new bouquet)

Enid dots her 'i' with a heart when writing notes to Wednesday in class (typically with a pink, glittery gel pen)

Enid bites (lovingly) - think of it as a form of cute aggression

Wednesday helps Enid dye her hair

Enid has a scrapbook for each year of their relationship - movie ticket receipts from date night? into the scrapbook it goes! cute post it notes from secret conversations in class? scrapbook it!

Enid will always listen to Wednesdays rants on the latest classics book she read

When they're older, they go out on long drives at midnight and listen to a playlist which is a mix of their favourite songs

Wednesday will never admit it, but Enid got her to like some Taylor Swift songs

Wednesday's the better cook by far (The last time Enid was alone in a kitchen, she nearly burnt down Ophelia Hall)

Enid's love languages are words of affirmation, physical touch and gift giving

Wednesdays love languages are words of affirmation, acts of service and quality time

Enid is adored by Wednesdays family (she has her own room in their house)

Wednesday likes to oil paint (the result of this? too many paintings of Enid that she refuses to throw away)

Wednesday's a cat person, Enid's a dog person - they compromise by getting both when they have their own place (I'm thinking a short-haired black cat and a golden retriever)

They push their twin beds together in their dorm after a few months of being official (yes, they get in trouble with their new dorm monitor for this) (spoiler: they do not care)

Enid hogs the covers (Wednesday doesn't mind the cold though)

Wednesday likes to watch Enid sleep (Everyone apart from Enid finds this creepy, she personally finds it endearing)

Enid paints Wednesdays nails Black with little splashes of pink at the tips

Wednesday adds a character suspiciously similar to Enid to her novel

They matched their college applications for a maximised chance of attending the same one

Wednesday is in charge of removing spiders from their room

Enid got them sun and moon necklaces for their one year anniversary

Wednesday one upped her with a promise ring (She's her fathers daughter afterall)

On movie nights, they take turns deciding what to watch

Because of this, Enid slowly becomes a fan of horror movies

Wednesday adores Enid's scars that are left over from the Hyde attack and will go out of her way to tell her that

Enid has a concerningly large scented candle collection (almost as big as Wednesdays dagger collection)

After they announce their relationship, no one at Nevermore acted surprised (they all thought they were dating way before the two even knew about eachothers feelings)

Enid tried and failed to make the first move (the girl is not smooth at. all.)

Wednesday was the one who initiated their first date

[qnewsau]

All your faves saw Wicked early at world premiere in Sydney

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All your faves saw Wicked early at world premiere in Sydney

The queer movie event of the year, Wicked, has made its world premiere in Sydney.

Fans waited for hours outside the State Theatre on Sunday afternoon to see the film’s stars arrive on the Yellow Brick Road.

Ariana Grande was joined at the premiere by director Jon M Chu and castmates Cynthia Erivo, the Oscar-nominated star who plays opposite Ari as Elphaba, Jonathan Bailey and Jeff Goldblum.

Australia’s biggest Wicked superfan Joel Creasey hosted the “first of five world premieres” with Mardi Gras co-host Narelda Jacobs.

“You know how people have their favourite bands or people like Swifties?” Joel said on Nova last week.

“This is my Taylor Swift. I mean, Wicked is your personality. Wicked’s your Beyonce.

“It’s what I go to when I’m happy, when I’m sad… I’ve seen it 250 plus times.

“That’s why Narelda is there. She’s my emotional support anchor.”

Ariana Grande at the Sydney Wicked Premiere. pic.twitter.com/fqz5C9p0VX

— wicked news hub (@wickednewshub) November 3, 2024

Cynthia Erivo stuns at the Sydney Wicked Premiere. pic.twitter.com/FByWjLQKSB

— wicked news hub (@wickednewshub) November 3, 2024

Wicked is ‘bloody epic’ and ‘beautifully done’

Drag star Hannah Conda walked the Yellow Brick Road in her witchiest drag.

“@wickedmovie is actually mind blowingly amazing!” Hannah wrote.

“As a fan of 21 years this itched every scratch and cast every magic spell you could ask for. I am speechless!”

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Courtney Act also approved of Wicked after seeing it at the premiere, describing it as “bloody epic” and “so beautifully done”.

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The buzz around director Jon M. Chu’s big-screen adaptation of the Tony-winning Broadway musical is getting just as deafening, after US entertainment bible Vanity Fair declared that Grande’s performance as Glinda the Good Witch of the North was Oscar-worthy.

Ariana Grande discusses the meaning behind Wicked. pic.twitter.com/a6lrumVoGG

— wicked news hub (@wickednewshub) November 3, 2024

Wicked is split into two films

Wicked first debuted on Broadway over 20 years ago in 2003. The first cast starred Idina Menzel and Kristen Chenoweth as Elphaba and Glinda, respectively.

Universal’s film adaptation of Wicked is split into two films, premiering a year apart.

Director Jon M. Chu previously said they initially set out to make one film, but they couldn’t bear to make edits to the story.

He wrote on Twitter X, “As we prepared this production over the last year, it became increasingly clear that it would be impossible to wrestle the story of Wicked into a single film without doing some real damage to it.

“As we tried to cut songs or trim characters, those decisions began to feel like fatal compromises to the source material that has entertained us for so many years.

“So we decided to give ourselves a bigger canvas and make not just one Wicked movie but TWO!!!”

Wicked arrives in Australian cinemas on November 21, 2024.

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[heartstringsduet]

If you're still doing the WIP asks, could you do 11, 14, and 21?

Of course, always open for all ask games I ever reblogged lol ! :D Thank you so much for asking! 11. What scene are you most hyped for this chapter/fic?

Without getting to spoilery, but Danger Zone fans will definitely be happy to see one last party of the semester. Hope everyone can stand the Christmas theme with spring so close. 14. What have you been finding frustrating with writing this chapter/fic? Honestly, writing is a lot harder for me lately. Not sure if it's the meds making me tired or if it's just regular writer's block. It doesn't help that I feel super insecure about writing people fighting and dialogue in general. I swear I overthink nothing as much as dialogue and dialogue tags. Someone help. 15. Share 3 songs that would belong on a playlist for this chapter/fic. For Danger Zone: The Story of Us - Taylor Swift Oh, a simple complication Miscommunications lead to fall out So many things that I wish you knew So many walls up I can't break through An Ego Thing - Lizzy McAlpine

Sharp knife, loaded gun There are two ways we can do this I know which would be more fun I won't go first, won't apologize Pretty sure that it's an ego thing But I can't stand a compromise Ribs - Lorde This dream isn't feeling sweet We're reeling through the midnight streets And I've never felt more alone It feels so scary getting old

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[bewitchingivy]

Hello

My initials are TFA ♌️

I mainly used tarot

🦄

I chose: what you should know about them, first impression, what they love about you

Your future boyfriend first impression of you

Chaser

-Coming for you

-Determined

-Pursuit

Priority

-Family

-Provider

-Make the effort

Third party

-Confusion

-Soul contract

-Mercury retrograde

Boundaries

-Stop

-Speak up

-Self discipline

Competition

- eyes on another

- Multiple options

Lessons

Self development

Self growth

Karmic partner

Past life ties

Lessons

Change

This has a feeling they already know you or no of you. Their first impression is right off the bat they’re going to know what they want which is you.. they’re going to feel a need to go after you. However, something will hold them back. A potential blockage. They don’t know if you’re still healed or completely moved on from this past partner or if you’re ready to start over just yet.

What you should know about them

- very introverted

- A bit childlike or may be younger than you

- Has had ALOT of bad relationships where they break up and get back together but the communication was terrible

- This has left him very cold to relationships, he may have been just hooking up and doing situationships and not really looking for a soulmate.. than you’re going to enter his life

What they love about you

- they love how when they’re stressed they’re able to rely on you, you’re always there to help them whenever they’re feeling mentally “not okay” — yes they may suffer from anxiety

I’m seeing they have deep rooted family issues and someone’s childhood may be a bit compromised because someone was always missing ( like a parental figure) so they are able to relive their inner child through you.. through this marriage (yes your future partner is the one you’re going to marry)

Y’all are always going to be travelling, INTIMACY WILL BE A HUGE FACTOR, and you’re going to act — or maybe they see you as someone that’s going to guide them in a way.. they’re going to feel so safe

❛ love again ; entry #001

Hello! Thank you so much for joining my game and for following the rules <3 As promised, here's your reading! I hope you'll enjoy it :)  Remember to take what resonates and leave what doesn't!

his first impression of you:

i wanna be your girlfriend by girl in red Oh, gosh. do I even need to say something about this? The song says it all, HAHA. But anyways, just switch girlfriend in the title to boyfriend LMAO. Meeting you for the first time would leave him so awestruck and drawn to you. I get the feeling that he will be very curious about you and would like to get to know you more because you're so intriguing to him. He will literally crush on you the first time you meet him. There's a high possibility that this will start off as a friendship at first because he wants to take his time to get to know you more :)

your first date together:

Silent Night by Taylor Swift Wow. This is so specific. Christmas. Or around December, winter/holiday season. The two of you will start the date early in the day, like around late morning, and it'll end at night. I'm even getting that you will both get home at 12 am, LOL. But I'm certain to say that the two of you will have so much fun that day, and you will just feel so happy. It'll feel like time didn't pass by at all. You might do some holiday shopping together. 

what you should know about him:

closure by Taylor Swift This person has gone through a lot of hardships, particularly in his relationships. But then he's finally learned how to put himself first and say no to what he doesn't deserve. He learned to respect himself by not letting anyone cross his boundaries. If a toxic person is in his life or someone has treated him unfairly, he won't second guess his decision to cut them out of his life.

what he loves about you:

Alligator Sky by Owl City He will love how you are full of surprises to him, it excites him to know new things about you. It's like you're this mystical world he's just entered, and he can't wait to explore everything about the world. He loves how you just make him laugh and be happy like a little kid. 

how would he show his love to you:

Easy On Me by Adele He will be gentle and soothing towards you. He will make sure that you're relaxed and well rested after a long day. I get the feeling that his love languages might be acts of service, physical touch, and/or words of affirmation. Just say the word when you need him, and he will literally be there for you in no time.

signs you see about him:

Cloud 9 by Beach Bunny I saw 11:11 and 333 while doing you're reading! Therefore I'll take it that those are your signs. When you're with him, you feel the most confident. You might notice that it's him since he's a very attentive person towards the people he cares about you; especially you. 

a message from him:

Make You Feel My Love by Adele  [Good golly, we've got two songs by Adele in this reading. Maybe he likes listening to her songs? You should definitely check out this song, it really matches with the things I've said about how he shows his love to you.] "I still have many things I need to heal and let go of. I wanna work on myself first, so that once we've come together, I can be the best version of myself to you. Keep on giving love to yourself and doing the things that bring you joy, I have no doubt that the things we do out of love will lead us together someday. I promise I'll always be here for you."

my feedback:

I have heard a lot of times from other readings that he's childlike, he has old relationships that somehow left him wounded, and damn travel? I skimmed through people's entries in my inbox and I noticed that a couple of you said about travel! Very spot on! :) A lot of things that you said do resonate to my current situation right now. I can't help but notice that I relate to him, and I reckon we must be mirroring each other! Thank you so much for the reading!

Please don't forget to leave a feedback; tell me what resonates and what doesn't, and whatever you want to add! :)

[lifegetslifeyasfuck]

Situationships: A beginning or an excuse?

Situtaionships. Urban Dictionary states “Let’s just chill, have sex, and be confused on the fact that we are not together but have official emotions for each other” Which is more or less the perfect explanation. I assume that a majority of us can resonate with this. I mean I sure the fuck can. There are two parts to this for me. I have felt used because of situationship. Feeling like I really liked this person but I was lacking something for them and I could tell they were actively looking for another person which hurt and made me feel less than. But I have also been on the other side of this were someone was lacking for me and did something to flat out annoy me. Cause it’s like sometimes they are so fucking awesome, the sex is great but then they do something like sing off beat or turn on fucking Taylor Swift or always try to one up me and then it’s like yeah this is always going to be a situationship get the fuck out of my face. I am the type of person who falls very quickly and have all these deep emotions but then I remember, I am a very picky woman and I think that’s why a lot of my encounters end up being a situationship and then they don’t last. So when the spark starts to dim and we want to be done with it but at the same time don’t want to be done with it, what happens next?

Relationships are extremely hard. Yes, knowing there is a strong connection, so much love and laughter is extremely fulfilling. However, when it comes down to it, it’s so much more than that. The hard part is communication and compromise. Neither of those things just get fixed. It is going to be a recurring battle through the entire relationship. Just typing this stresses me out. I am not only picky about what I need from someone but I am picky about the simplest things. I do not want to cuddle when it’s time for bed. Do not fucking wake me up, I will wake up when I wake up. I will wear whatever clothes I want. I have to sleep with my night light on. My pillows and blankets will be set up a certain way for bed time. My bed will be made a certain way. I will decorate. I do not want to listen to your shit music every day. I will more than likely take up the entire closet so you will have to find somewhere for your clothes. If you don’t know the words to the song then don’t try and fake it. DO NOT ever say some shit like “your animals like me better” And last, the most important, know when to use there, their and they’re. Know when to use your and you’re. 

Then there are the big things. Respect all boundaries I set, do not make me your world, make sure we are able to have separate lives at times, do not try to control me in any way, understand that my mental health has a ways to go, don’t flaunt it in my face that you have a career and I am a struggling musician. Have a true conversation with me and don’t just blow it off with an “i’m sorry”. Don’t ask me to fake being a republican or religious to appease your family. Communication is doable for me. Compromise, not so much. But at the same time, maybe I just haven’t met the person I am able to do both for. I am really basing that off the last fucker I dated. My point here is, are we lying to ourselves about what we are doing in a situationship? I know my excuses have been, "no I just want a hot girl summer", "it’s just not the right timing yet", etc. So where does that leave us?

Excuses vs. timing. There really is something to be said about it being the right person but the wrong timing and that could be for any reason. As for the excuse side of things. Are we just holding on to someone because we love them and we really don't want them to go but deep down know that there are so many differences and conflicts that at the end of the day, it's not going to work. That has been the case for me before. I have actually stayed in an official relationship that I was miserable being in because I wasn't ready to let them go. "I don't want them but I also don't want anyone else to have them" It has been so hard for me to let people go at times but once I am on the other side it feels so good to be free from a situation I thought would never end. So let's ask ourselves. Where is this going? What are my intentions? What do I want? Do I see this person in my life five years from now? Do I want them in my life five years from now?

What does your situationship mean to you?

My advice? Fuck that shit. Don't waste your time on someone or something unless you know you want them, no questions asked. If that's not the case, have sex and leave your feelings at the door.

[dilesxpressions]

Damon Kwan

1. Name, Year, Major, and Hometown

My name is Damon Kwan and I am a 3rd year Applied Mathematics Major. I am from Concord, CA, which is in the Bay Area. 

2. What’s your roman empire?

My Roman Empire is my major. Math is lowkey useless and I would rather do Statistics, to be honest. 

3. What is the best compliment you have ever received?

My friend said how infectious my smile was. They said that whenever I enter the room, they feel less stressed about their school stuff. 

4. If your life was a movie what genre would it be (comedy, horror, drama, etc.) and what actor would play you?

My life is a comedy, I am always laughing. Jimmy O. Yang would probably play me since I like his comedic relief characters. 

5. What is something on your college bucket list?

Number one bucket list item is to graduate with my sanity intact. Math is making me lose it. 

6. What’s your guilty pleasure? (song, movie, food etc.)

My guilty pleasure is gorging myself on snacks. I have no self-control.

7. What are your bad habits?

My bad habit is staying up past my bedtime knowing I have classes in less than 7 hours. TikTok is addicting. 

8. What are your favorite song lyrics?

“I don't know about you, but I'm feeling 22” by Taylor Swift’s 22. I love Taylor Swift.

9. Defend your unpopular opinion/ hot take

You can’t spoil your appetite by eating dessert before dinner. It goes in the same place anyway. 

10. Describe a time where you had to step up and be a leader?

One time I stepped up to be a leader was when my friends and I went on a road trip down to Los Angeles over the summer. We’ve been planning to go on a road trip for a while, but it never left the group chat phase. That is when I decided that I needed to start planning before summer ended. I tried to get everyone’s schedule to find a time that worked for everyone. Some of my friends worked while others had classes. I talked to each of them individually and found a sweet spot that worked for everyone. So now we have the date in mind, but there was still a problem. One friend wanted to leave at 5 AM, while another friend wanted to leave at 12 PM. I had to mediate between the two and convince them to compromise somewhere in the middle. I made sure to explain to each of the friends why 5 AM was a little too early, while 12 PM was a little too late for our tastes. I didn’t want to go without a plan, because then we would just be wandering around aimlessly, and we would’ve wasted our whole vacation. I started asking my friends where they wanted to go and what things they were excited to see. I then researched around to see fun places that we could go visit. I made a list of all our goals and all the attractions we wanted to see. So now that we had the plan, it was time to execute it. The entire time, I had to alter the plans depending on what everyone wanted to do at the moment. Throughout the trip, I was trying to mediate between everyone and make sure everyone was on the same page. In the beginning, it felt like no progress was being made, so I had to step in to get the plans going.

[champagneprblms]

elle woods - intro

Look who just woke up- is that MARGOT ROBBIE? No, I must have been mistaken, that’s ELLE WOODS from LEGALLY BLONDE. I heard they are 28 and stuck here just like everyone else. Even in the 20’s, she still gives off a/an PERFECT HANDWRITING IN PINK PEN, PERFUME SCENTED RESUMES, BEING SMARTER THAN PEOPLE GIVE HER CREDIT FOR, NEAR PERFECT LSAT SCORE, NOT COMPROMISING HER IDENTITY TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY impression. In Sydney they work as a/an LAWYER. They’re known to be quite INTELLIGENT & CONFIDENT but have a tendency to be DISORDERLY & MATERIALISTIC on their bad days.

Gender/Pronouns : cisgender female, she/her

How long have they been in Sydney : in real time, she's been there for two years. in her fake life, she moved when she was twenty-two

Which suburb do they live in? she lives in city cbd

Personality description : elle is a headstrong, intelligent, friendly person. she gets along with pretty much everybody, as long as they don't assume that she's unintelligent. she is confident and secure in herself.

Memories of their real life : elle remembers getting into harvard to try and get warner back and then graduating top of her class. she remembers becoming a big shot lawyer and doing a lot of good for people.

What was their fake life like : elle was born in malibu, where she had pretty much the same life she'd had before. she went to harvard and graduated top of her class before moving to sydney at the age of 22. in sydney, she started her own law firm, taking care of matters that were important to her.

Optional, please pick at least three and interpret them however you wish ::

Theme Song : the man by taylor swift

Hobbies : shopping, hanging out by the pool, doing makeup

Personality Type : she is an ENFJ, the mentor: loyal, warm, compassionate, supportive, personable, idealistic

[evermoresversion]

ILLICIT AFFAIRS, CONRAD FISHER.

PAIRING Conrad Fisher x Fem!Reader

TW/TAGS Angsty, cheating.

SUMMARY Although Conrad has been in love with you all his life, he had to make a decision that put you in a compromising situation that you accepted even if it was not entirely what you wanted.

SONG Illicit affairs by Taylor Swift.

REQUESTS ARE OPEN | CONRAD'S MASTERLIST | MASTERLIST

Conrad had always wanted to make his mother happy. That had always been his purpose ever since he found out her cancer had returned. And even before that.

And he knew how close she and Belly were, so to please them both he began a relationship with Laurel's youngest daughter.

Conrad liked Belly, of course he did, but he didn't love her, at least not like you.

He had always liked you, he had always been in love with you.

Everything he heard, saw, or did reminded of you. He was out of his mind in love with you, he couldn't help it. You were the most beautiful girl, both inside and out, that he knew.

At first you didn't know what he had with Belly, so you reciprocated the insinuations he sent you or the moments when his hand touched yours or passed one of your locks of hair behind your ear, you couldn't help but feel the famous butterflies.

The first time you kissed was one night where he had gone outside your house in the middle of the night, since he hadn't been able to see you all day. You talked for a while and at the end of the night he kissed you. And you swore that it had been the best kiss of your life.

The kisses began to be more constant in your casual encounters. And his displays of affection little by little intensified, to the point that you thought you both would soon formalize everything.

Until you found out about his relationship with Belly. To say that he broke your heart was an understatement.

"y/n, let me explain." he said in the middle of the night, anxious and worried about what would happen to what you two had.

You denied biting the inside of your cheek. You didn't even know why you agreed to see him.

"No, I… I need some time, Conrad." you answered looking into his eyes, his brow was sunken with concern but he nodded understanding.

"Okay, that's fine."

"Well." You nodded walking away from him to return inside your house.

A week was what you stopped talking to him completely. You considered it well and in the end your decision was that you would rather have him as an illicit affair than not have it at all. So you talked to him to tell him you'd stick with what you had.

"Believe me, I want everything with you but we can't do more than this right now." he murmured caressing your cheeks, keeping you close.

"I know." he had explained the matter of his mother to you and you understood it perfectly, just for that reason you settled for only having an illicit affair with him.

One day you were with a group of friends that you and Conrad had in common, you were all watching a movie at one of the girls' house when a message lit up your phone screen.

"I'm going to the mall, see you in the parking lot?" said the message Conrad had sent you.

What had started in beautiful rooms ended in meetings in the parking lots of any place at night.

You got up from the couch, drawing the attention of most of your friends. You made a line with your lips, trying to hide the smile that threatened to break out at the thought of seeing Conrad.

"I forgot I haven't done my night run." you excused yourself walking towards the door of the house.

"Oh, okay, are you coming over later?" asked one of the boys and you just nodded leaving the house on the way to see you with the boy you loved, that you could only love in secret.

Even though you knew it was dangerous, you took the road less traveled while telling yourself that you could always stop.

But you couldn't, even if you had to see him secretly with the danger that someone would recognize one of the two and Belly would find out about you two.

And that's the thing about illicit affairs, clandestine encounters, and longing stares.

That kind of thing can be born from a single glance but it dies and dies a million little times.

There was a time when you were in Conrad's room, arranging the perfume on a shelf that you had given him and chosen just for him.

He said that he had bought it, to leave no trace behind, as if you didn't even exist.

And that's the thing about illicit affairs, clandestine meetings and stolen stares.

In his he shows the truth when he looks at you, but then he lies and lies when he looks at Belly, pretending to love her.

And then one day you got tired of it, of being just a secret, of being an illicit affair for him.

You were both in your room while he was sitting on your bed and you were pacing here and there in front of him, your gaze lost on the floor and biting your thumbnail out of anxiety.

"Baby..."

He started to talk and you squeezed your eyes shut from the nickname, you wanted to scream at him not to call you that, and out of the overwhelming emotions you did.

"Don't call me baby!" Little by little your breathing became more agitated by the annoyance and sadness that you were beginning to feel, or perhaps you had already felt for a long time. "Look at the godforsaken mess you've made of me."

He knew what you meant, he knew that at some point you would get tired, but he didn't think it would be so soon.

"Just listen to me, I—"

"No, you've shown me colors that you know I can't see with anyone else." Tears began to gather at the corners of your eyes, letting yourself be carried away by your emotions. You hated when people saw you cry but you couldn't help it. "Look at this idiotic fool that you've made me."

The sadness in Conrad's eyes was more than visible, he hated that because of the happiness of the woman who gave him life, he is losing his happiness and dragging the person he loved with him along the way.

"You taught me a secret language that I can't speak with anyone else." You shook your head and watched as he stood up, cupping your cheeks in his hands, and he dragged his thumbs under your eyes to wipe away your tears. "You know damn well for you I would ruin myself a million little times." You finished in a low voice looking at him, as if it were a secret between the two of you and he put his forehead against yours, being able to feel the pain that you felt, because it was the same as he.

"I'll fix this, I promise."

disclaimer ── evermoresversion © 2023.

[rubyreduji]

The Story of Us — jww

summary: now i'm standing alone in a crowded room and we're not speaking… (based on the story of us by taylor swift)

tags: angst, slight fluff at the end, college!au, gn!reader warnings: established relationship, they are so awkward and stubborn, flashbacks to verbal fighting, crying, conversations about healthy relationships wc: 3.6k an: omg is this jj…not writing smut lol but i have such a soft spot for wonwoo and the music video for this song just gave me so much inspiration for lit major!wonwoo

The library is crowded.

You’re not too surprised by this fact, considering finals are coming up, but it's still annoying. Normally you’d just go someplace else but this has already been your third time moving. The cafeteria was too loud, the courtyard was too windy, and you couldn’t even think about being in your dorm because your roommate has people over. At least the library is quiet.

Weaving between the occupied tables, you make your way to the back. There’s an empty table in the back that nobody picks because it’s right under the air vent and is always freezing. Luckily you’re in a thick sweater and just desperate enough to take it.

You’re fairly confident in all of your finals besides your Human Anatomoy exam. You didn’t even want to take that class but your advisor had put you in it as an elective for your major and now you are highly regretting not dropping out.

The table is soon taken over by all of your study materials. Textbooks, your laptop, notebooks, flashcards, pens, all of the like all spread out as you scramble to cram a whole semester’s worth of information into your brain.

You study for about twenty minutes before you realize you need to grab another book. Luckily, you’re in a library, so you stand up and go off to find the book you need. After searching for about five minutes you find it. You grab it off the shelf and head back to your seat. When you get close you look over at your table only to see another person sitting there, diagonal from your own seat.

You stop in your tracks.

What is he doing here?

You know his schedule probably better than you know your own schedule, he should be in class right now, so why is he sitting at your table in the library right now? It’s not even like you can leave, your stuff is there as you’d rather not leave your laptop just to run away from your problems.

After a pat down of your pockets you thankfully find your earbuds and quickly put them in your ears. You duck your head down as you quickly walk over to your part of the table and sit down. You flip the book open right away and get back to studying.

Focusing on your studying ends up being a task easier said than done though, because you can’t think when Jeon Wonwoo is not even five feet away from you.

Wonwoo is your…ex-boyfriend?

You guys never officially broke up.

You guys had a fight and then he left and you cried and you haven’t talked since. It’s been twelve days of complete and utter silence. You haven’t seen him since that unfateful day in your apartment. Partly because you’ve been avoiding him as much as you can, but mostly because you know he’s been avoiding you as well. You tried the first few days, sent him texts, tried to call, even went to his apartment, but after day three you gave up; it was clear he didn’t want to be around you anymore, so you don’t want to be around him. You would have never come to the library if you knew he was going to be here.

You curse yourself for getting so worked up over him, but you can’t really help it. A two and a half year relationship down the drain just because you guys had one little fight and now he’s the closest he’s been to you in two weeks and you guys aren’t even looking at each other.

Ever since you guys had your first day of college meet-cute it was destined in the stars that you and Wonwoo would get together and be That Couple. You guys didn’t fight, you had good communication, you understood one another and made compromises, it was everything you could want in a relationship and more. You and Wonwoo were perfect together, perfect for each other.

That’s why you’re not sure what went wrong to begin with. You don’t understand how you and Wonwoo could go from being the love of each other’s lives to not even speaking. It wasn’t all at once, of course, gradual things you barely even noticed until it all blew up. You can’t remember a time where you haven’t been attached to your boyfriend’s side, now you're too afraid to even sneak a glance over at him, but you can’t focus on the textbook in front of you.

The idea of you just leaving crosses your mind but you don’t want to leave, you want him to leave. You were here first and leaving would show Wonwoo weakness that would reveal how affected you are by this breakup, or it would draw more attention to yourself, so you just have to buck it up and try to study.

Thoughts of Wonwoo start to creep back into your mind though and your resolve finally breaks as you glance over at your ex-boyfriend. You don’t even pick up your head, just flitting your eyes in his general direction. He looks the same as he did two weeks ago. His black hair is styled the way it always is, with his bangs falling over his forehead in soft, shiny strands. He has on his circular wire framed glasses and silver rings adorn his fingers. His brow is furrowed as he glares down at his own notes, most likely for poetry. Yep, that’s your Wonwoo. But is he really your Wonwoo anymore?

When you look away you’re not sure that you’re upset or relieved that Wonwoo didn’t look over at you while you were glancing at him. You think it’s reasonable to feel both.

You’re also a bit annoyed, both at Wonwoo and yourself. You need to study but your mind is all jumbled now. The past two weeks you have been able to push your thoughts of Wonwoo out to focus on your studying but now that he’s so close he’s flooded your mind.

Your fingers start to tap against the top of the table, your fingertips making a sporadic beat as they rapidly drum against the wood. It’s a bad habit you have. You’re poor at sitting still and it gets worse when you feel strong emotions, whether it’s anger, happiness, nervousness, you have to move around. Wonwoo knows this which makes it even worse. You guys know everything about each other which is why you know that he knows that you’re anxious right now as you rap your fingers into the table. It’s why you know that the reason he hasn’t left yet is because he’s also too stubborn to leave. Unfortunately Wonwoo has always been a bit better at setting his personal emotions aside, so he’s probably actually getting work done while you’re sitting here thinking about him.

You’re itching to grab your phone and text one of your friends but Wonwoo always reprimanded you for being on your phone while studying. The only other options are to leave or ask him to leave though, because otherwise you aren’t getting any studying done.

Could you ask him to leave? That would require actually talking to him and acknowledging him though and you don’t want to do that.

Maybe you should just leave. He’s also probably incredibly uncomfortable right now. Maybe the people have left your dorm already, or there might be an open seat at the campus cafe you can take. You take a quick peek back over at Wonwoo to confirm that yes, he’s still focused on his work.

Fuck it, why do you care what Wonwoo thinks anyways? He obviously doesn’t care about you considering how the past twelve days have been going since he walked out on you.

Once you close the lid of your laptop you’re already set into motion. You collect your items and shove them into your bag before slinging it over your shoulder. You start to walk away when you feel your phone buzz. You pull it out of your pocket and the message on your screen makes your breath hitch.

wonu!!!: Please don’t leave

“I don’t understand, it’s like you want me to read your thoughts! Hate to break it to you, but I can’t do that!” You aren’t sure why you and your boyfriend are fighting to begin with. You guys rarely fight to begin with but this one has gotten out of hand to the point it’s a full on screaming match. You’re grateful your roommate isn’t home and you just hope you don’t get any noise complaints later.

You’re not sure what started it, some offhand comment by one of you that you can’t even remember. It then lead into more passive aggressive comments and more words thrown at each other until you guys got to where you are now. Wonwoo is clearly more mad than you and you’re just doing your best to defend yourself at this point.

It’s a stupid argument, something about being overbearing but also not giving him enough attention? Wonwoo isn’t someone who is very open with his feelings so sometimes it’s hard to know what he wants but you try your best to keep up, but right now you’re more confused than ever.

“You’re just always around him, would it kill you to spend some time with me? I’m your boyfriend for goodness sake!” Oh great, now he’s getting into his jealousy thing. 

“We are friends, Wonwoo! Friends! I like to spend time with my friends, especially when my boyfriend doesn’t seem to want to spend time with me!” You fire back at him. He’s the one who’s been pulling away, always seemingly too busy for you these days.

“Oh don’t blame this all on me!” Wonwoo spits the words at you.

You sigh. You’re tired of fighting, of yelling. Your voice is quiet as you speak your next words. “Woo…what are we doing? Can we just calm down and talk this out?”

Unfortunately your boyfriend doesn’t share the same sentiment. “How about you just listen to me for once!”

“I do Wonwoo! I do! ‘Y/N give me space’ I give you space. ‘Y/N do this with me’ I happily join. I just don’t know what you want from me anymore.”

“Don’t make this all about you Y/N! Can’t you just be a good partner for once?” You were trying so hard not to get upset but Wonwoo’s words cut deep. The times you spent waiting for him to come pick you up for your date only for him to text you hours later saying ‘something came up’. The days you would try to take care of Wonwoo only for him to push you away, claiming you were being a nuisance. You always had to read between the lines with him and as difficult as it could be, it didn’t stop you from trying. 

“For once? What do you want me to do Wonwoo? I can’t revolve my whole world around you! You’re being difficult. Just communicate with me, tell me your feelings for once without me having to guess,” you’re begging him at this point, your voice tired and strained.

“That’s how you feel huh?” Wonwoo’s voice is low now and it scares you even more than the yelling.

“What?”

“I see how it is. Well then, I think I’ll be leaving.”

“Wait, Wonwoo no!” Before you can stop him though he’s already out the door. You want to chase after him but instead you just fall to your knees, tears freely flowing down your face.

You’re not even sure if that’s how the argument went, it probably isn’t. There’s most likely bits and pieces missing, words that you think were said that were actually other variations. The whole fight was a blur up until the moment Wonwoo walked out the door. It was stupid and petty and neither of you should have let it get so far.

Looking back down at your phone you’re torn. You could walk away, give Wonwoo a taste of his own medicine, or you could go and sit back down. You don’t know what will happen if you do. Will he leave instead? Will he talk to you? Or does he expect you guys to just go back to ignoring each other while trying (and failing) to study?

As strong as you want to be, to be able to leave and forget all about Wonwoo, you and him both know what you will do. Your legs move on their own as you make your way back to the table. You sit down and don’t look at him, you just simply get your study materials back out.

As you organize your materials on the table Wonwoo stands and packs his own things before walking away from the table. You want to cry all over again. There he goes, leaving once again. You might as well leave too, you know you won’t be doing any studying anymore today.

Instead you pick up your phone to text Jun and Minghao about what just happened. They both respond quickly with concerned texts, asking if you’re okay and if you need anything. You’re not sure what you need. A hug? A good cry? Your boyfriend to talk to you? You text them back saying you’ll be fine for now but you’ll keep them updated if things change. They know you’re lying but they let it go out of respect for you.

You pick up the book you grabbed earlier and bring it back to its correct place on the shelves. You just hope that this exam isn’t going to tank your grade too badly. You sigh to yourself as you walk back to the table. You start to repack all of your things when a cup is set down on the table.

Your eyes travel from the hand holding the cup, up the arm, to the shoulder, past the neck, until they land on the face of Jeon Wowoo. “Your favorite.” He nods down at the cup. Your eyes flit back down to the plastic cup. He must have gone to the cafe next door to get you something to drink.

He pulls his hand away from the drink before sitting down in the seat across from you this time. Your eyes keep bouncing back and forth between the cup and Wonwoo’s face.

“Can we talk?”

“We’re uh, in a library.” You curse yourself for how stupid you sound when you open your mouth.

Wonwoo just chuckles at your words instead. “Well then, I guess we should get out of here then.” Wonwoo stands again and reluctantly you do as well. As you two start to walk out of the building he grabs your backpack from you, slinging it over his own shoulder instead. It’s not an inherently romantic gesture but it’s a caring gesture and it has you feeling conflicted once again.

You two walk in silence as the cup in your hand goes undrunk. Just as you’re about to ask Wonwoo for your bag back he starts to talk.

“How have you been?”

“Awful.” You don’t mean for the word to slip out of your mouth, but your filter has always been a little loose and you’re a bit impatient at the moment so you can’t seem to help yourself.

“Yeah…I’m, I’m uh, sorry…about that.”

The awkwardness of the conversation makes you angry and you don’t know why. You’ve been waiting for this moment for over a week now and he can’t give you anything in return. You’re tired and if he wants to keep being emotionally repressed then you don’t have time for that anymore. “Yep. Well if that’s all then I’d like my bag back.”

“Y/N wait, please.”

“What do you have to say Wonwoo? If you don’t remember, you’re the one who left, not me. You’ve ignored me for twelve days and now you want me to stay? When you couldn’t even do that yourself!” You feel your throat tighten as you will the tears in your eyes to not start falling. You can’t even tell if they’re angry tears or sad tears, probably both. “I can’t keep doing this!”

“Look I know, and I’m sorry! Please, I just want to talk. I know it’s a little late for it, and you truly don’t owe me anything, but I’d really appreciate it if you would hear me out. Only this one time and I won’t bother you anymore.”

You’re silent for a moment before sighing and sitting down on the bench near you guys. Wonwoo quickly follows after you. He turns to face you, so he can make direct eye contact.

“I’ve been…an awful boyfriend to you. I’m fully aware of it and I’ve been kicking myself over it for months now. It’s always been us, you know? You’re my best friend and you’ve been this continuous presence in my life, and I’ve taken advantage of that. You always take care of me, do things for me, listen to me, continuing to give while not always taking in return. I honestly don’t deserve you, and I never have, and that’s…scared me. I want to be a better boyfriend but I honestly don’t even know how to.

“You’re so astounding Y/N, and I’m just me. You’re like an angel and not in the way Jeonghan is an angel, you’re like an actual real life angel sent from the heavens. You’re understanding and patient and I’m a mess. I’m so afraid that one day you were going to realize and leave me and I couldn’t bear the thought of that. Then that thought scared me because when did I come so dependent on you? That’s not fair to you and I thought that maybe I should remove myself from the situation? Make you realize you deserve better? I’m not even sure, but I did nothing but hurt you even more.

"The past twelve days have been awful for me and I should never have walked out on you like that, but once I did I was worried you wouldn’t want to see me so I just…ignored you. And then a part of me thought that maybe...you'd be better off with me. I'm a disaster and I'm difficult I felt like I was nothing but a chore to you. That wasn’t right though, and I am just so, so sorry Y/N.”

You stare at Wonwoo the whole time he talks. You can see his eyes starting to water and you want to brush his tears out of his face but you find you can’t move or even breath, frozen in your seat. Wonwoo is typically so composed and closed off, it’s strange to see him like this, his voice shaking as he talks at a quick pace, slightly higher pitched than normal. 

“Wonwoo…” You reach out to grab his hand. Your throat feels raw but you push on with your words. “You should have told me. I love you, no matter what, okay? Whatever you are feeling we can get through it together, but I can’t help if I don’t know how you feel. Relationships are hard, and I need the communication to make it work,” you tell him.

“I know, I know. I’ve been so stupid and-”

“Shhh, no, baby, don’t call yourself stupid. Everyone makes mistakes, it’s all about fixing them and learning and growing.” You bring your hand up to cup his face, your thumb rubbing against his cheekbone. “Do you need more time, or should we try again?”

“How can you be like this?” Wonwoo’s voice is frustrated and it reminds you of a child when they can’t fully express how they feel. “I hurt you, and I was a bad boyfriend. How can you just put it past you and move on? Why do you even still want to be with me when I’ve been nothing but unfair to you?”

“Do you…want to break up?” The words catch in your throat as your heart sinks down to your stomach.

“No! Not at all! I just don’t und-”

“I’m not just moving on,” you interrupt him, “but I’m willing to give you another chance, because I love you. I’m trusting you to become a better person, and I’ll be there to guide you. It will be hard, and there will still be rough days, but we at least have to try, don’t we?”

You know the look on your face is begging Wonwoo to agree. You hold your breath as you wait for him to respond. He absentmindedly bites at his lip as he looks down at you. He takes a shaky breath before nodding. You exhale in relief and scoot closer to him. Wonwoo wraps you up in his arms and you bury your face in his neck. Your own tears start to fall as you melt into your boyfriend’s body. The relief that washes over you is satisfying and settles comfortingly in your bones.

“I love you,” Wonwoo whispers into your hair before pressing his lips to your forehead. You pull away from him, sniffling a bit and he laughs a bit and wipes at your tears. “I’m going to try, for you. I promise that I’m going to be better. I never want to make you cry again.”

“Only happy tears,” you say and he nods. You lean in gently and press your lips to his. The kiss is soft and tender as both of you try to express two weeks of complex emotions to one another. You’ve missed the warmth that spreads through you when you kiss your boyfriend.

When you pull away you rests your foreheads against each other’s and you smile gently, eyes still closed. For the first time in twelve days your body is starting to feel alright again. You really do think everything will be okay.