#epiphany fairytale

[adarkrainbow]

There is a lot of "Christmas fairytales", be them Christmas folktales (the animals talking at midnight, the moving menhirs) or literary pieces (Andersen's Little Match-Girl, Dickens' Christmas Carol, The Nutcracker...). However there are not many other fairytales associated with holidays... But there is one fairytale linked to the Epiphany. An Epiphany fairytale, written for the Night of the Kings by Jean Lorrain (one of the most famous authors of the decadent turn-of-the-century in France): "Neigefleur" (Snowflower), a literary fairy tale inspired by Snow-White and mixing the worlds of the Grimm and d'Aulnoy fairytales as an evil queen tries to ritualistically murder her lovely step-daughter during one night of wonders and horrors.

Here are some of the illustrations made for when the story was released in an edition of the "Gil Blas" magazine:

[stephantom]

I’d need to watch it again to confirm this, but I’m pretty sure that Thomas Becket is the only character who independently initiates touch with Henry?

There are plenty of people whom Henry touches, and it’s almost always possessive or threatening: the villager woman in the first flashback scene, the Saxon peasant girl (and possibly the old man? I think he prods at both of them with his riding crop), Gwendolen (holding her shoulders/neck), the French prostitute (kissing, leaning over, sitting on, slapping her butt), his sons (pushing and kicking them), the bishop (strangling), his barons (clutching onto one, tapping one’s head to indicate his vapidness), and Thomas too—(clasping his shoulders when he realizes Thomas is hurt, holding his hand to put on the chancellor ring).

Interestingly, I don’t think we ever see Henry touch or be touched by his mother or his wife. There’s the moment when he grabs/kicks their needlework, and later on he knocks all the plates off the table, possibly vaguely in their direction—so there are two physical interactions which are violent but still sort of… distant? And still the direction is just Henry to them (in terms of physicality, anyway—verbally, they do initiate conversations/fights with him).

Does anyone touch Henry? There are the monks who whip him in the end, but Henry has ordered them to do it. Likewise, there’s the servant/valet/page who begins to wipe him dry in the bath scene, but again, that’s someone performing a duty. Thomas Becket though, cuts in and takes over the drying, and the dialogue tells us explicitly that he’s not expected to do this, and doesn’t have to (“You’re a nobleman—why do you play at being my valet?”) but Becket seemingly wants to do it, and he knows Henry likes how he does it: enthusiastically, confidently, warmly, and freely (“No one does it like you, Thomas”). He towels Henry’s head, helps Henry put on his boots, and then casually uses Henry’s legs to push himself up to stand.

There’s the scene in Henry’s tent, after the French prostitute has left and the two of them are sitting on the bed: Becket sort of leans in and briefly clasps Henry’s arm where it’s lying in his lap, casually and warmly.

There’s also the getaway horse ride, where Becket is holding onto Henry, arms wrapped around him, and they’re both laughing and smiling. Henry’s shirt actually falls open a little and Becket’s hand winds up on his bare torso.

And then there are the thwarted attempts at touch, after the split: the two scenes where Henry accuses Becket of not loving him. Both times, Becket moves toward Henry and reaches out to touch him, and both times, Henry moves away and tells him to keep his distance.

They’re quick little things, but if they are actually the only instances of anyone touching Henry affectionately (or even of their own volition) that we see over the course of the movie, it does support an impression of Henry as fundamentally isolated—maybe there is truth to his claim that Becket is the only person who’s ever loved him.

What’s tragic is that 1) Henry doesn’t really know how to express love himself (see: Henry expressing nothing but violence and entitlement to everyone else around him, and even to Becket for the most part), and 2) Becket’s love, albeit huge in Henry’s world, is conflicted and unfulfilling—for both of them.

Becket might be the only person who’s dared to reach out to Henry and meet him on something close to a human level, and Henry loves him for it, but why does Becket do it? Part of it may just be an instinct of Becket’s to fulfill a need where he sees one, if he can, and if it benefits him. I think it’s so interesting that Henry seems obsessed with the question of whether Thomas really loves him, when it seems the truth might be that Thomas actually doesn’t know; maybe it’s an unanswerable, even nonsensical question to him. Like, what else could he do? I don’t know. “Insofar as I was capable of love, yes I did [love you].” But the fact that his last words, unwitnessed and private, are, “Poor Henry.” Fuck me up.

Ok, that last paragraph got away from me and now I can’t stop. Tempted to draw comparisons to “Beauty and the Beast” (this is a sad version where no magical transformation happens… unless you take a particular Catholic stance and consider that both of them maybe took real solace and meaning in Thomas being made a saint and that Henry maybe found real absolution through his penance).

I also want to compare all of this to “The Lion in Winter”, where it feels like, rather than a story about one lonely monster in a castle full of people he sees as objects, it’s a whole microcosm of traumatized and power-hungry people, reaching out for power and security and love and stabbing each other in the back, over and over. (Like, of course his mother and wife and kids have complex feelings for him—some of which involve love!) I think that depiction is better and less myopic, more true to life and probably a more accurate portrait of the historical figures involved (even when it comes to Henry and Becket—Becket was of that world too, after all), but I think I’ve rambled enough about all of this, so I’m going to end this post now. I’ll just say that there’s something nevertheless appealing about the boiled-down fairytale melodrama of “no one else ever loved me but you!”

[digitaldiseas3]

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[valleydoli]

ʚɞ Gojo Satoru Fic Recommendations ʚɞ

J’adore (O)

Scars don’t fade (C)

August (C)

Sincerely Not (C)

Sincerely Yours (O)

Everyone’s Doll (C)

Missed Connection (C)

Confessions (O)

Confidential (O)

Violet Lights (C)

Starboy (C)

The Twist of a Knife (O)

A Dangerous Game (C)

Fate’s Gamble (O)

All I Need (C)

Baby Steps (C)

Finite (C)

Sensual Epiphany (C)

Two Lines (C)

Changes (O)

Infidelity (C)

The Fuck List (C)

In Other Words, I Love You (Dead Dove: Do Not Eat) (C)

Permanent Mark (C)

Sundered (C)

Infidelity (C)

Kick Off (O)

The Unfaithful (C)

I Still Want You (O)

Concern and Control (C)

Symptoms and Causes (O)

One Moment Was All It Took (Dead Dove: Do Not Eat) (O)

Fuck The List (O)

My Love Note (O)

As You Like It (C)

People Would Assume (C) (Dead Dove: Do Not Eat)

Break Free (O)

Limerence (O)

In Memory of You (TBD)

Motherhood and Matrimony (O)

A Fairytale Wedding (O)

Velvet Lies (O)

Untameable Waves (please come back)

[reputayswift]

INTO FOLKLORE: a folklore, evermore, & ttpd narrative playlist

The lives of several interconnected townspeople play out alongside their folkloric counterparts, answering the question: can we write our own endings…or are we destined to repeat the past?

insp. 1 2 3 4 5

[listen here] [visuals here] [follow along below↓]

CHAPTER 1: THE ROAD TO THE LOOKOUT 🛣️

gold rush -> exile -> chloe or sam or sophia or marcus -> this is me trying -> i hate it here -> epiphany -> hoax -> the prophecy

APRIL. James abandons a belated love confession over a misunderstanding at prom. Betty explores the folklore surrounding the local lookout, where a spirit still awaits her exiled lover.

CHAPTER 2: CLOSETS OF BACKLOGGED DREAMS 🎥

seven -> robin -> my boy only breaks his favorite toys -> peter -> coney island -> champagne problems -> the bolter -> marjorie -> clara bow -> thank you aimee -> the 1 -> dorothea -> i can do it with a broken heart -> mirrorball

MAY. On the precipice of graduation, aspiring actress Dorothea contemplates a proposal from her childhood sweetheart. 1950s television personality Marjorie Finlay faces a similar dilemma.

CHAPTER 3: FOREVER IS THE SWEETEST CON 🛸

cowboy like me -> I can fix him (no really I can) -> the tortured poets department -> peace -> august -> down bad -> loml

JUNE-AUGUST. James and August indulge in a whirlwind summer romance while hiding their true intentions. In the Summer of Love, two con-artists finally meet their match: each other.

CHAPTER 4: PROMISED TO ANOTHER 🌿

guilty as sin? -> ivy -> the lakes -> but daddy I love him -> illicit affairs -> the manuscript

SEPTEMBER. A 19th-century poet risks a prosperous engagement for true love. An affair between Betty's father and a bright young journalist proves to be anything but a fairytale.

CHAPTER 5: THE LOUDEST WOMAN THIS TOWN HAS EVER SEEN 🐈‍⬛

willow -> the albatross -> mad woman -> cassandra -> who's afraid of little old me? -> the last great american dynasty

OCTOBER. Inez hosts a Halloween party at a house rumored to be haunted by a historic town pariah. In the late 1600s, a woman is accused of witchcraft.

CHAPTER 6: NO BODY, NO CRIME? 🔍

tolerate it -> the black dog -> right where you left me -> fortnight -> it's time to go -> so long, london -> my tears ricochet -> how did it end? -> no body, no crime -> fresh out the slammer -> florida!!! -> happiness

NOVEMBER. Upon discovering her husband's infidelity, Betty's mother has a breakthrough about a long-forgotten cold case from the late 80s.

CHAPTER 7: 'TIS THE DAMN SEASON 🧣

evermore -> I look in people's windows -> the smallest man who ever lived -> closure -> betty -> imgonnagetyouback -> cardigan -> 'tis the damn season -> the alchemy -> so high school -> long story short -> invisible string

DECEMBER. Conflicts come to a head as everyone returns home for the holidays. The spirit at the lookout finally finds closure.

[papiliotao]

꒰ 𝒂 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 ✩࿐

pairing: lyney x gn!reader

content: fluff, modern au, high school au, friends to (almost) lovers, mutual pining, theatre kids, lyney and the reader rehearse a kissing scene

summary: playing the role of his lover in a drama production is easier said than done, especially when you’re just beginning to realize the nature of your feelings for him.

a/n: i had no inspiration for a while but then lyney came along. i’m so normal about him. anyway, i hope you enjoy reading!

When you were told that you had to kiss your best friend for a school play, you were in shock and disbelief — not because you were repulsed by the thought of playing the part of a couple, but because you realized that you didn’t mind the idea of his lips pressed against yours.

You’re not quite sure when the feelings crept up on you, dawning in your heart like hazes of peach and azure that dust the horizon at sunrise. It feels like it’s been an eternity since you started loving Lyney, but you’ve simply never noticed that your adoration was beyond platonic. 

But after experiencing your epiphany, you’ve been wondering if he shares your rose-tinted sentiments. Slowly but surely, you observe that the lines between friendship and romance have become blurred, fusing together in a myriad of watercolour hues.

Every once in a while, Lyney will hold your hand for no reason, the delicate softness of his skin comforting like morning sunlight. There are also instances where he’ll hug you for just a little too long, clinging onto you as if he never wants to let go. And of course, you’ll never be able to forget the sentimental nights spent gazing up at murals of sparkling constellations dotting pristine navy skies, where you'll cuddle with your best friend in an attempt to stay warm.

In these instances, a simple question lingers in the short silences, an untold inquiry that neither of you care to utter in fear of shattering the status quo.

What are we?

Now, as you sit across from Lyney atop the velvety cushions of his living room couch, ready to rehearse very kiss that sent you spiraling into a bout of infatuated hysteria in the first place, your heart can’t help but race. The melody it sings is one that speaks of perplexing feelings and a hope for fairytale endings, and it only amplifies as you look into pale violet eyes that sparkle as iridescent petals flutter about in their depths.

“I’m ready whenever you are,” Lyney whispers, smiling at you reassuringly. There’s something soothing about the expression on his face, embodying the serenity of a gentle zephyr in the midst of a cruel summer.

“How can you be so calm when we’re about to practice a kiss?” you ask, voicing your thoughts out loud. “What if we’re not good enough?”

Truthfully, you’re a nervous wreck. Your fingers tremble, and your mind feels blank. You’ve always known that Lyney was born to be on stage, but you didn’t think he’d be so nonchalant in a situation like this. His disposition is completely composed, not a single spark of anxiety shining through his tranquil demeanour.

On the other hand, you’re constantly pondering the what ifs.

What if you mess the scene up? What if it turns out looking awkward? What if it’s so horrendous that it makes the audience uncomfortable.

However, in total contrast to you, Lyney simply chuckles, his voice ringing out in a clear and soothing fantasia.

“Don’t worry,” he reassures you, keeping his gaze fixated on you. “I’m sure our chemistry will be absolutely perfect. After all, even Lynette has mistaken us for a couple.”

“She has?” you blurt out, both shocked and embarrassed that Lyney’s twin has had her misconceptions about your relationship. The two are practically telepathically linked, so the tall order of fooling Lynette would more or less be akin to deceiving the heavens above.

“She has,” Lyney confirms, a mischievous spark of violet electricity blazing through his irises, “and that’s why I’m certain we’ll be able to pull this off flawlessly.”

He gently laces his fingers around your hand, bringing it up to his chest.

“Besides, it’s not like I’m not nervous at all.” From beneath the soft fabric of Lyney’s clothes, you can feel a gentle thrumming, a beat that resounds at a tempo matching that of your very own heart. “You know, even the greatest of performers get stage fright sometimes.”

In a mystifying twist, you feel more comfortable now that Lyney has told you that you’re not alone in your anxiety. Your relief defies all logic, but perhaps it���s the knowledge that your feelings aren’t entirely unreasonable that soothes your nerves.

“I see,” you whisper. “Well I’m sure you’ll do great. We’ll get through this together.”

Lyney nods.

“I’m just glad it’s you,” he says, pausing for a moment as if deep in thought. “Actually, ‘glad’ would be an understatement. ‘Beyond overjoyed’ is more accurate.”

Your breath hitches, and for a second, the world seems to still, suspended in a momentary utopia. Yet despite your giddiness and the euphoric feelings that arise in your heart, you shrug Lyney’s words off, trying your best not to get your hopes up. If you expect too much, you might find yourself disappointed in the end.

“The feeling is mutual, but maybe we should get to rehearsing now. I think I’m ready,” you tell him, pulling your hand out of his grasp in a light motion, clinging onto the last of his warmth as his skin grazes yours. It’s reminiscent of fading sunlight, comforting you with the dazzling radiance of a dying crepuscule, lulling you into a daze as it parts in shades of twilight that waltz in a dance of fantastical wonders.

“Your wish is my command,” Lyney responds playfully.

However, after only a few seconds, his features shift into a more serious expression. Although the same smile is still adorning his lips, it’s softer now, more sincere.

Is this all part of an act, or is it real?

An unidentifiable emotion now glints in Lyney's eyes in a display of diamond lights, illuminating seas of magnificent amethyst. Locks of platinum hair, composed of starlight essence, frame his face in a way that makes him look undeniably handsome. Once again, your heart, which had just barely stilled, begins to beat in a frenzy.

You want nothing more than to freeze time, stay in this ephemeral moment, relish in the sensation of his breath gently tickling your skin and engrave the ethereal sight before you into archives stored deep within your memories. But unfortunately, it’s impossible to pause the scene before you. Reality, unlike the countless movies and videos you’ve watched to study your part, stops for no one.

And before you know it, the divide between your lips and Lyney’s is diminishing, the blank space fading at a pace that feels both far too rapid yet far too prolonged at the same time.

Closer.

Closer.

And closer.

Until your lips meet in a clash of opalescent sparks, shedding light and embellishing the magical moment with an atmosphere worthy of any stage. The lilac butterflies that dance in the pit of your stomach prompt sensations of glee to arise within your heart.

His skin is soft and warm, and the feeling of his lips against yours is just so right. There’s no one else you’d rather kiss. There’s no one else you’ll ever long for. There’s no one in the world you’ll ever love more.

No matter how much you deny it, your relationship has crossed the line from platonic to romantic, gradually edging closer and closer to an unclear border before definitively falling over onto the other side. Your kiss with Lyney confirms everything. There’s far too much passion, far too much care and longing exchanged in a single act of affection.

Best friends don’t kiss each other like this.

At this point you’re certain the feeling is mutual. Now, all you have to do is wait until one of you inevitably confesses, and you’ll both be able to finally live happily ever after, basking in the splendor of true love.

thank you for reading <3 if you enjoyed this fic, i would really appreciate it if you could comment or reblog!

[chosetherose]

Updated as of 6/30

The Eras Tour *Surprise Songs*

Taylor said her goal is to not repeat each show’s surprise songs so I thought it would be fun to track them as the tour goes on! Black strikethrough is included in the main set list. Purple strikethrough are included in the main set list but have been switched up at some show/s. Blue songs Taylor played but might be repeated due to messing up.

Taylor Swift

Tim McGraw (3/17) • Picture to Burn • Teardrops on My Guitar (5/5) • A Place in This World (4/22) • Cold as You (4/23) • The Outside • Tied Together with a Smile • Stay Beautiful• Should’ve Said No (5/19) • Mary’s Song (Oh My My My) • Our Song (3/24) • I’m Only Me When I’m with You (6/30) • Invisible (5/20) • A Perfectly Good Heart

Fearless

Fearless • Fifteen (5/6) • Love Story • Hey Stephen (5/14) • White Horse (3/25) • You Belong With Me • Breathe• Tell Me Why• You’re Not Sorry (4/21) • The Way I Loved You • Forever & Always (5/13) • The Best Day (5/14) • Change • Jump Then Fall (4/2) • Untouchable • Come In With The Rain • Superstar • The Other Side Of The Door (4/28) • You All Over Me (6/3) • Mr. Perfectly Fine (6/16) • We Were Happy • That’s When • Don’t You • Bye Bye Baby • Today was a fairytale (4/22)

Speak Now

Mine (5/7) • Sparks Fly (5/5) • Back To December • Speak Now (4/13, Taylor restarted part of the song but did not confirm it could be played again) • Dear John (6/24) • Mean (4/15) • The Story Of Us (6/17) • Never Grow Up • Enchanted • Better Than Revenge • Innocent• Haunted (6/9) • Last Kiss • Long Live • Ours (3/31) • If This Was A Movie (6/23) • Superman

Red

State Of Grace (3/18) • Red (5/21) • Treacherous (4/13) • I Knew You Were Trouble • All Too Well • 22 • I Almost Do (6/9) • We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together • Stay Stay Stay • The Last Time (6/16) • Holy Ground (5/27) • Sad Beautiful Tragic (3/31) • The Lucky One (4/2) • Everything Has Changed • Starlight • Begin Again (4/23) • The Moment I Knew (6/4) • Come Back… Be Here (5/12) • Girl At Home • Ronan • Better Man (5/19) • Nothing New • Babe • Message In A Bottle • I Bet You Think About Me (4/30) • Forever Winter • Run • The Very First Night • All Too Well – 10 Minute Version

1989

Welcome To New York (5/28) • Blank Space • Style • Out Of The Woods (5/6, Taylor confirmed it might be played again) • All You Had To Do Was Stay • Shake It Off • I Wish You Would (6/2) • Bad Blood • Wildest Dreams • How You Get The Girl (4/30) • This Love (5/13) • I Know Places • Clean (4/1, Taylor confirmed it might be played again, 5/28) • Wonderland (4/21) • You Are In Love • New Romantics

Reputation

…Ready For It? • End Game • I Did Something Bad • Don’t Blame Me • Delicate • Look What You Made Me Do • So It Goes… • Gorgeous (4/29) • Getaway Car (5/26) • King Of My Heart • Dancing With Our Hands Tied • Dress • This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things • Call It What You Want • New Year’s Day

Lover

I Forgot That You Existed • Cruel Summer • Lover • The Man • The Archer • I Think He Knows (5/21) • Miss Americana & The Heartbreak Prince • Paper Rings (6/23) • Cornelia Street • Death By A Thousand Cuts (4/1, Taylor confirmed it might be played again) • London Boy • Soon You’ll Get Better • False God (5/27) • You Need To Calm Down • Afterglow • Me! • It’s Nice To Have A Friend • Daylight (6/24) • All of the Girls You’ve Loved Before

Folklore

The 1 (replaced IS multiple shows) • Cardigan • The Last Great American Dynasty • Exile with Bon Iver • My Tears Ricochet • Mirrorball (3/17) • Seven (spoken, 6/17) • August • This Is Me Trying (3/18) • Illicit Affairs • Invisible String (replaced by T1 multiple shows) • Mad Woman (4/15) • Epiphany • Betty • Peace • Hoax • The Lakes (6/2)

Evermore

Willow • Champagne Problems • Gold Rush (5/12) • Tis The Damn Season • Tolerate It • No Body, No Crime • Happiness • Dorothea • Coney Island (4/28) • Ivy • Cowboy Like Me (3/25) • Long Story Short • Marjorie • Closure • Evermore (6/30) • Right Where You Left Me •It’s Time To Go

Midnights

On 4/14 Taylor changed the rule: ALL SONGS ON MIDNIGHTS MAY BE REPEATED. I’m adding the dates to the midnights surprise songs but they will remain in black text since they can be repeated.

Lavender Haze • Maroon (5/26) • Anti-Hero • Snow on the Beach (3/24) • You’re on Your Own, Kid (4/14) • Midnight Rain • Question…? (5/20) • Vigilante Shit • Bejeweled • Labyrinth • Karma • Sweet Nothing • Mastermind • The Great War (4/14) • Bigger Than the Whole Sky • Paris • High Infidelity (4/29) • Glitch • Would’ve, Could’ve, Should’ve (5/7) • Dear Reader • Hits Different (6/4)

Other

I don’t wanna live forever (6/3)

[starzgaze]

ARCHIVED: annoyance [unfinished]

pairing: sjw/archivist!reader

unreliable synopsis: [y.name] tries to discreetly follow jinwoo but they fail so badly that jinwoo played them lmao

a/n: [y.name] whole job is from an oc so if you need a bit of context on how they work you can check my oc ophion because this is a self indulgent piece huhuhu.. also shit english and its unfinished so yeah erm

[y.name] stared down the intricately detailed paper in front of them. It honestly looked like something straight out of some fairytale but [y.name] knew better. It was a personal announcement stating where there's a bit of information that's incorrect or not processed correctly in their archives.

They sighed in irritation.

The archivist crumpled the piece of paper and then threw it aggressively to some wall, letting out an annoyed groan.

"AGH! This rarely happened before even in past timelines?? It only happened when he—" [y.name] ranted before shoving their face into their hands and let out an irritated groan again. They genuinely started to hate this job that was forcibly imposed on them.

And that job was being an archivist to archive everything that happened in this world for the purpose that their now dead boss, the absolute being, could look through the records [y.name] made if they got bored of the monarchs and rulers fighting and went off somewhere else. [y.name]'s job was supposed to made easier because information from the future and past would be forcibly injected into their head like some sort of epiphany because the movements of everything that the absolute being made was predictable. Which means they don't have to manually archive it.

That is until Sung Jin-woo came in.

That... man... almost drove [y.name] into insanity. Right after the dungeon incident, [y.name] ordinarily archived whatever happened to Sung Jin-woo in the dungeon and assumed he would have an average 'Second Awakening' and nothing more.

But when [y.name] archived it they were immediately greeted with an announcement that the information they archived was incorrect. [y.name] rose a brow at this.

They were rarely wrong so how can this be? The last time they archived something wrong was the time where Antares did something so out of character or Ashborn constantly doing decisions that even the existing predictions couldn't match his choices. [y.name] was definitely confused at this but they didn't pay that much mind to it.

They simply adjusted it and tweaked around until it approved the information [y.name] archived then after this [y.name] thought they'll never encounter this ever again for a while.

Until it repeated.

and repeated

repeated

repeated......

....aaanndd repeated......

...

"oh my god I think I'm gonna bald from stress" [y.name] whined as they gripped the folder in their hands and narrowed their eyes at the profile in the folder. The archivist gritted their teeth at the sight of the hunter.

S-rank hunter, Sung Jin-woo.

"Just how the hell did you become this strong?!!?"

The folder flew into the air as [y.name] threw it as they covered their face exasperatedly. The only thing that was haunting [y.name]'s days was Sung Jin-woo, the very reason of why they stay up at night and grovel at the thought of.

Ever since his sudden rise in the rankings in Korea, [y.name]'s work as an archivist doubled. They had to manually archive every little decision Jin-woo made in his life that'll affect the world or even the universe with how powerful he's getting. It was difficult for sure, especially when they're trying to not seem like a creep discreetly following the hunter around trying to jot down whatever Jin-woo is doing because now this magical force that helped them archive doesn't work on him.

"Eugghhh. How many days left before this guy is gonna figure out I've been following him for the past few months" [y.name] sighed as they turned their head over to where the folder fell. Their eyes hardened at thr sight of the folder, annoyance bubbling inside of them. Sung Jinwoo is seriously making their job harder than it should be.

Jin-woo can't miss how a figure would tail him whenever he was in public and most definitely whenever he's in a high ranking dungeon for some reason.

He would occasionally catch them at his peripheral vision but when he actually turn his head and try to see who it was they would magically disappear. Jin-woo could easily of course appear in their shadow but this figure hasn't posed a threat to him or to anyone he loved.

"My leige, they're tailing your trail again. Do you wish for me to dispose them?" Beru reported as he materialized behind Jin-woo. He raised his hand and waved it dismissively. "No need. Let them be"

In truth, Jin-woo recognized the figure. He was sure that the elusive stalker he has doesn't recognize them anymore but Jin-woo does.

[y.name], one of the few who didn't laughed behind Jin-woo's back but instead encouraged him and served as someone of inspiration for Jin-woo.

To be fair, Jin-woo used to have a small crush on [y.name] before but he forgotten about it when he was going through his grueling training of the system. This mostly became the reason why his feelings for [y.name] dwindled but it quickly resurfaced when they started trailing him around.

[calqlate]

US

SUMMARY: You are the side character of someone else's fairytale and you fall in love with the male lead of her story. You think, "Can a side character get their happy ending?", and you hope you can.

PAIRING: iwaizumi hajime x gn! reader

GENRE(S): angst (with a happy ending) + pining (one-sided) + second choice syndrome

CW(S)/TW(S): coarse/foul/strong language used

WC: 4657

MASTERLIST

In all cliché love stories, there would always be a love triangle between the protagonist, the good guy, and the playboy. The protagonist would always choose the bad boy, no matter what, and the good guy would always be there as moral support. That was simply the unspoken 'rule' that posed itself as a trend in all novels.

In your life, you felt that you were definitely not the protagonist. If your life were a movie, you supposed, you would probably be one of those good-natured side characters who appeared in the film from two to four times, maybe even an extra in a story. You know, the kind chef that appeared on page sixteen of the storybook, or the dutiful store assistant who was moving boxes in the back.

Now, you might be wondering who the protagonist was. It was Sawabe Nagi: skinny, fair-skinned, and popular. She was bubbly, well-liked, and beautiful to boot; she was practically born to be the main character. Like the typical protagonist she was, she chose the bad boy, Oikawa Tooru, the dashing heartthrob of Seijoh. The good guy here was then Iwaizumi Hajime, who happened to be the playboy's best friend and childhood friend.

Before the plot was written, the good guy had a backstory with the side character. (Perhaps this story would change the course of the actual story? We would never know.)

You walked into class with your earpieces plugged in as you scrolled through your Instagram feed. As you sat down, you happened to come across a ridiculously hilarious post, something like a text post regarding your favourite band, and you tried so hard not to laugh. The pressure of holding it in was so great that as a result, you snorted out loud. Your eyes widened in surprise and you immediately clapped a hand over your mouth, hoping no one heard it. Unfortunately for you, your desk neighbour Iwaizumi Hajime had heard you, and he threw you a curious glance.

A sudden thought popped into your head: Huh, Iwaizumi really almost never smiles. Almost timidly, you decided to show him the post that had caused your earlier embarrassing outburst. Cautiously, you slid your phone over onto his desk and said, "Look at it."

The tan ravenette looked up at you from your phone, meeting your gaze. You simply tilted your head towards your phone as a response, and he raised an eyebrow at you. He still looked back down at your phone anyway, after angling the device, and looked at the post. Slowly, his lips formed the grace of smile. Shortly after, a chuckle resonated from his throat.

"Seriously, Iwaizumi, you should smile more," you commented casually, pulling your earpieces out of your ears, "It suits you."

"You think so?" Iwaizumi asked, somewhat shyly, handing your phone back to you.

You nodded, taking your phone from him, then tucking it carefully into your blazer pocket.

"I'll give you my number so you can send me more of these, then," he said.

You stopped mid-movement, then you laughed slightly. Very smooth, Iwaizumi, very smooth.

Ever since that day, the two of you would talk, laugh at ridiculous posts either one of you found on the internet or social media, eat lunch, and do usual things friends did. Slowly, through the passage of time, you realised a few small things: how you looked forward to your mini rendezvous during lunch, how you automatically lit up whenever Iwaizumi smiled, laughed, or complimented you, and how you found yourself wanting to know him inside out and as well as the back of your hand.

The final epiphany settled in: through the passage of time, you had undoubtedly fallen in love with Iwaizumi Hajime.

Your world was filled with endless joy, dizzying euphoria, and pure bliss: you would spend the rest of your remaining high school years with Iwaizumi. There was, indeed, a small part of you deep down that was afraid to come clean with him, to tell him how you really felt about him. However, you decided that it was better to keep him in the dark. You would wait for the right time to tell him everything. Your desire could wait.

That was, until he told you that he liked Sawabe Nagi — that was what burst your unknowingly fragile bubble of innocence. It was as though your ideas of your future dreamlike days with him had simply disintegrated into thin air.

However, you decided to put your friendship first before your selfish wants: you put on a brave smile, hid your sadness and slight jealousy, and wished him all the best in courting Sawabe.

You continued to hang out with him, though it pained you knowing that he never felt the same way you did. It was definitely difficult to feign smiles and speak comfortably with him. You had also once considered putting some distance between the both of you, but your better judgement convinced you otherwise as you did not want to dump your pain onto Iwaizumi like that. It would not be fair to him at all.

One day, after an afternoon of rigorous training, you walked out and was heading to the gate when you spotted someone sitting with their head low under the tree, just near the gates. The figure's silhouette was unmistakable to you; it was none other than your spiky-haired deskie.

"Iwaizumi?" you said as you approached him cautiously, watching his every movement with great focus.

"Oh, hey," he said as he glanced up to look at you, smiling slightly as if — no, definitely — trying to hide his earlier gloomy mood, "You're done with practice?"

You noticed that his characteristically mesmerising deep charcoal eyes were rather red and puffy, with dried tears on his face — a seemingly vulnerable look you never thought you would see on his being. A somewhat glassy look was in his eyes, as if he was looking into the fog, desperately searching for something far away.

You knew that you were not that something he was looking for.

"Were you crying?" you asked as you sat down next to him, eyes still on him, not daring to break away for just a breath.

He knew there was not really any point lying about it, for he knew he was easy to read, especially with you since he spent most of his time with you these days, and he nodded in response. He dropped his gaze to his hands, which were balled into fists on his thighs.

"What happened?" you asked, then added hurriedly, "If you don't mind telling me. I won't judge, I swear."

"Sawabe rejected me," he said softly as more tears formed in his eyes, the painful words getting lodged in his throat, "She... she told me she was sorry, that she... likes Oikawa instead."

"I'm... sorry to hear that," you whispered, not really knowing how you should be feeling. A part of you was overjoyed by the thought of Iwaizumi not standing a chance with Sawabe, and another part of you was disgusted at yourself for feeling this way. However, one could not stop the heart for desiring what it wanted.

Instinctively, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders to envelop him in a hug to console him. Iwaizumi wrapped his arms around you in return and gripped onto your uniform tightly, burrowing his face into your shoulder and staining his tears on your blazer. You rubbed small circles on his back to further comfort him, not knowing what else to say but let him cry his heart out and let time soften his sobs.

"It seems like no one'll fall for me," he muttered in self-hate after he could not seem to cry any longer since his throat was getting raw and his tear ducts seemed to run out of tears, then he began to dry his tears and rest his chin on your shoulder as he chuckled dryly, "Not like it's that surprising, really."

"Are you kidding me?" your outburst was incredulous, with you pulling him away from the embrace and staring at him with widened eyes and furrowed brows, "I can't believe you thought so lowly of yourself; I fell in love with you within these two months, you know!"

Once those rambling words left your mouth, you turned red, slapped a hand over your mouth, and bit your lower lip. You began to berate yourself internally, What a wonderful time you chose to confess!

An awkward silence settled between the both of you, and you decided that he was officially disturbed by your sudden (and inappropriate) confession.

"S-Sorry, I should really get going," you muttered, then mumbled a flimsy excuse and dropped your hand to your side, gathered your belongings up, and prepared to leave. You were very much ready to get home to cry, wallow in your misery, and eat a tub full of ice cream.

"Thank you," Iwaizumi said suddenly which caused you to whirl your head at him, a small yet empathetic smile tugging at his lips, "It made my day."

Suddenly, you had this strong urge in you to say something ridiculous that popped up in your head, something that you knew only worked in Korean dramas, not real-life scenarios. However, it was worth a shot, right?

"Listen, Iwaizumi," you said, choosing your words very carefully, "I know this may sound stupid and one-sided, considering how you got... you know." You waved your hand in the air vaguely, not wanting to verbalise what Iwaizumi had been through a couple of hours ago, then continued, "Anyway, I'm sure I can treat you better than her, and I'm sure I can help you get over it."

There was a moment of silence.

Have I gone too far? you thought, fiddling with your thumbs nervously, Maybe I should just tell him to forget what I just said—

His reply cut you off mid-thought, "Then let's date."

"Seriously, [F/N], if you want to look at videos of corgi butts, do so when you're not walking," Iwaizumi sighed as he sat next to the bed which you were currently sitting on in the infirmary.

You, being hooked onto this never-ending list of corgi underside videos a friend had recommended to you, decided it would be a great idea to watch them while walking towards the indoor sports hall. It just so happened you were walking down a rather steep decline while doing so, did not see that you were about to trip over a sizeable pebble, and went tumbling down the hill. Luckily, you were not too high up the hill, so you managed to not sustain any severe injuries other than a twisted ankle. You were even luckier Iwaizumi was nearby, because he had been trying to find Oikawa who seemingly vanished from his classroom ("Probably to flirt with other girls," Iwaizumi would always say with a massive eye roll).

"You really are a good boyfriend, Hajime," you said with a grin as he simply shook his head at you.

It had been about a month since both of you started dating, and you had been trying your best to help Iwaizumi get over his rejection. The first step in your relationship was to address each other by your respective first names (which was your idea). Both of you were a little bit awkward at the initial stage, but soon got over it and became a second nature to the two of you.

"[L/N]? Iwaizumi?"

The curtains separating the both of you from the next bed was swept open by the school nurse, revealing a very pale Sawabe. Her dark hair made a stark comparison to her unhealthily white complexion. To finish off the staggering look, there was a pair of eye bags circling the bottom of her eyes.

Iwaizumi froze in place, like a deer caught in headlights. You immediately noticed this and contemplated whether you should reach over and squeeze his hand gently as a form of reassurance. After all, his hand was now (fortunately) close to yours.

"I guessed it was you guys judging from your voices," Sawabe added with a little laugh (even though no one really asked her).

You did not take the chance and your hand remained glued to your side. Iwaizumi's hand was now drawn back to his side as he stood up.

"Sawabe? What happened to you?" Iwaizumi asked, walking up to her, an even more concerned expression taking over his face compared to the one he had given you, "Where's Trashikawa?"

"Tooru said he was busy and couldn't come, because he said he had some extra volleyball practice he wanted to put in," the brunette replied, "As for me, it isn't anything serious. Just a couple of things went wrong. I'm fine now."

You averted your gaze from the pair, clenching your hands into fists. You knew it was fine for Iwaizumi got get worried over sawabe since they were friends, but you could not help yourself and felt jealous. The way they conversed sounded as though they were dating, which seemed like a punch to your gut.

This also seemed to further highlight your incompetence in the whole point you and Iwaizumi were dating in the first place. Iwaizumi still seemed to hold a special place for his former love after all.

You then knew, I can't hold a candle to Sawabe.

Slowly, you slipped off the bed and limped to the doorway as quickly and quietly as you possibly could. You wanted to leave while you still had some control over your emotions, before it was too late and you started crying and made both a scene and a fool out of yourself.

Iwaizumi never noticed your disappearance, and you never felt your heart ache so badly before.

After practice, you switched your phone on to see a few messages from Iwaizumi. Earlier, you had turned it off after you fled the scene in the infirmary, not wanting to hear anything from Iwaizumi or anyone, really. Since you had busted your ankle, you could not take part in track activities, so you sat by the bleachers and finished up some of your biology homework. In the end, the coach told you to go home and get some rest.

Tentatively, your thumb hovered over his name in your inbox before you finally decided to read his messages.

Hajime: Are you at practice now?

Hajime: Why did you leave so suddenly?

Hajime: I'm sorry, I won't be walking home with you today. I have to walk Sawabe home since Trashikawa is still practicing and no one's home to fetch her.

Hajime: Text me when you get home, okay?

Kissing your teeth, sighing inwardly, and not wanting to answer, you put on some music and shoved your phone into your blazer pocket. Subconsciously, you knew Iwaizumi would still be worried over Sawabe. Your heart twisted in jealousy at this.

When you arrived home, you decided to switch your phone to aeroplane mode to refrain from any distractions while you were revising. The first exam was coming in a month's time; you could not afford to relax. You put on your Spotify playlist meant for effective studying and locked yourself in your room for a solid hour.

After a good hour of revision, you checked the time on the digital clock which stood on your table: 6.45 pm.

The thoughts of Iwaizumi walking Sawabe back home flooded your mind. Did he really move on, or does he still have something for her? Your eyebrows furrowed as your brain spiraled further into confusing thoughts, everything getting tangled in a chaos.

Not wanting to waste any time thinking about it, you buried your face into your arms as you crossed them on your desk, closing your eyes and willing yourself to stop worrying. Before you knew it, you had fallen asleep.

Knock knock. Knock knock.

The sound of gentle knocking woke you right up. Rubbing your eyes and blinking, you caught sight of someone at your window, fist to your window panels. You squinted at the rather well-built figure hovering by your window before your eyes widened in recognition. 

Iwaizumi?

Quickly, you rushed over (all while limping) and opened the window to let him in. Panic filled your veins as you opened the grilles.

"What are you doing? This is the second floor!" you berated him as he tumbled inside and onto your bedroom floor, "Why didn't you use the front door like a normal human being?"

"N-No one answered when I rang the doorbell, so I decided to climb up instead," he answered, and you noticed he sounded out of breath.

"Why are you breathless?" you asked, "Did you run over or something?"

"Yeah, I ran here since I got worried about you," he answered as he tried to catch his breath after sitting up, watching you carefully, "You left my texts on read and didn't read any of my new ones."

You just let out a soft sigh and said, "Come on, let's go downstairs and I'll get you something to eat."

Iwaizumi helped you down the steps (since you were injured, after all) and to the living room and was told to sit down, only he refused, because he pointed out you were still limping. You did not bother to argue with him and let him follow you.

The two of you then headed to the kitchen to get some biscuits and two glasses of milk, which Iwaizumi insisted on carrying. Both of you headed back to the living room with your snacks and sat comfortably on the sofa, with Iwaizumi balancing the plate of biscuits on his thighs.

After a few moments of hearing the sounds of crunching biscuits, he said, "Hey, let's play a game."

"Alright, fine," you said, reaching for another biscuit, "What do you have in mind?"

"Truth or dare," Iwaizumi replied simply, chewing his biscuit thoughtfully, "Now, truth or dare?"

"Truth," you answered without hesitation, popping the biscuit into your mouth.

"What do you think of our relationship?" he asked, then pointing between both of you, "You know, us."

There was a short moment of deafening silence (not even the prior sounds of biscuit chewing was heard) before you answered with a defeated look in your eyes, "There was never an 'us'."

He raised his eyebrows in curiosity, What do you mean?

"I love you," you proclaimed suddenly, turning your head to meet his gaze heads-on in determination.

No response. He just could not bring himself to say it. The words were lodged in his throat, being barricaded by an unknown force from escaping his lips, which were tightly shut. This silence confirmed your suspicions; this silence was as loud as a lion's deafening roar, an obvious statement of impending heartbreak and goodbyes.

"See?" you said softly, tears threatening to spill from your eyes, and you immediately looked away, "That's exactly what i mean."

Quickly, you wiped your tears away, put on your best smile, and said, "Okay, your turn. Truth or dare?"

He opened his mouth to answer, but the sound of his phone ringing cut him off.

"Sorry," he mouthed as he took his phone out of his trouser pocket and glanced at the caller ID (he looked somewhat scared, but of what?), then answering, "Hello?"

"Iwaizumi? Could you come back to keep me company?" Sawabe's voice was unmistakable from the other line, causing you to further shrink down in your seat, "I'm kinda afraid of being alone."

"I'm coming over," he answered without missing a beat before ending the call.

You whirled your head over and looked into his eyes, yours full of hurt and sorrow. Though you knew he had probably never genuinely loved you like a true lover from the start, you never expected him to ditch you for someone else, that someone being the previous apple of his eye.

Though, could Sawabe still be counted as 'previous'? Iwaizumi cared about her; he clearly still had her as his number one priority, it seemed.

Your head started to spin with wild thoughts as you watched him place the plate of remaining biscuits on the table: Was he really going to her? did he never get over her? Did he ever see me as his significant other?

"I'm sorry, [F/N]. I really am," Iwaizumi said, a look of sorrow and regrets gracing his face (the very face you came to love), before giving a slight bow and exiting the house.

You sat there, eyes hollow, head silent, heart broken. You did not know what else to think. The only thing you knew was that you were tired. You were tired of chasing someone who had another goal in their eyes. You were tired of trying to be the missing puzzle piece in someone else's life. You were tired of illusionising yourself that the one you truly loved reciprocated your feelings.

In the end, the joke was on you. You were left alone with nothing else, just you and your broken heart that had been shattered into tiny shards that lay around your feet.

In cliché romance movies, the protagonist gets into a messy love triangle and falls in love with the bad boy.

And in this film, you were just a side character who liked the good guy, but never had your love acknowledged.

You walked into class with your earpieces plugged in, muting the unpleasant world that surrounded you. Life still went on even though bad things happen, but you can still angrily say "Fuck you" to the world who bestowed empty promises upon you and wallow in self-pity.

In all retrospect, you had been thinking about how your relationship between you and Iwaizumi had been, and by judging the latest (dramatic) turn of events, it was not going to get far in the long run.

Once you placed your books and materials on your desk, you could hear a muted voice saying through your earpieces, "Good morning."

Though it was faint through the loud dance music you were playing, you still knew the voice's owner. After all, it was the voice you had come to love, too.

"H — Iwaizumi," you said simply as you took out your earpiece, cursing yourself mentally for the slip of your tongue. (You cringed inwardly at your second action following your response; you probably looked way too excited when you heard him call out to you. Bad habits were indeed hard to break.)

"I-I'm really sorry about yesterday," Iwaizumi muttered, looking down at the floor with his hands shoved in his pockets, not daring to meet your gaze on him that you were actually imposing yourself to do.

Without saying a word, you grabbed his hand and led him out of the classroom. Class was not going to start until another thirty minutes or so, anyway. You had more pressing matters at hand to discuss with him rather than something that was going to be forgotten in a few years.

You swiftly pushed past the hordes of students who were either gossiping about Oikawa, talking about a weekend party, or some other useless junk, bringing him to the school rooftop.

The school rooftop seemed like a secret haven: free of students' chatter, free of judgement, free of suffocating criticism.

You let go of him and walked a few steps forward, your back faced towards him.

"Are... you okay?" he asked tentatively. You had never behaved like this before, so this was completely new for him.

Without turning around, you said, "I've been thinking a lot since last night."

You turned around and looked into his eyes, hoping that what you were doing was right. You did not want to say it (you never would if you had the option to), but you wanted to spare yourself from the torture and did not want yourself to do this any longer. After all, it proved that your attempts to get him to move on failed. Love can be such a powerful force.

"Let's break up," you said simply, trying to keep your gaze levelled and not let your emotions take control and ruin this any further.

"What?" Iwaizumi coughed out with widened eyes, a little dumbfounded by this twist of events. Never in his wildest dreams did he expect you to break up with him. After all, you were the one who asked to date in the first place.

"This relationship is one-sided, and it's going nowhere," you stated, "So there's really no point continuing it. It's hurting both of us. Besides, it seems like I didn't help you get over her."

You took a quick and deep breath and continued, "It isn't good for any of us. so, let's break up and spare one another."

Feeling tears sting your eyes, you quickly strode past him, not wanting to let him see you break down. You willed yourself not to cry until you made it past that door back into the campus. It was going so well, too, so why—

Suddenly, you felt a warm and larger hand take hold of your wrist. The same hand pulled you back into someone's arms. It was Iwaizumi, of course, bringing you into his embrace, just like how you had done for him when you found him near the school gates being upset over Sawabe's reveal of her true feelings a month ago.

"You did help me," he said gently, "You're very special to me, and you've brightened my life. You've made me see the world in a different light, a different perspective, and for that, I want to thank you."

That was not exactly what you wanted to hear, but it still made you feel warm and fuzzy on the inside. Before you knew it, you found yourself wrapping your arms around his torso and you leaned further in, your head pressing into his chest and you could hear his steady heartbeat resembling a siren song.

"If you would give me a second chance, I will tell you those three words one day," Iwaizumi said, with sincerity embedded in his words.

"So you're going to force yourself to love me?" you asked, breaking the embrace and looking up at him with a somewhat offended look, "Because I don't want you to. It's not right to the both of us."

"I'm not," he answered quickly, then explained, "I'm unsure of my feelings as of now, but if you would give me a second chance..."

He reached for your hand, encased it within his larger one, and continued with sincerity in his eyes, "I'm sure I won't hurt you again."

You bit your lip as your heart struggled to make a decision. The rational part of you wanted to refuse and say no, to put an end to this tragic tale. However, the lovesick fool in you convinced you otherwise. A second chance would not hurt anybody, and maybe there would come a day where Iwaizumi would really say those three words you longed to hear with a sincere heart.

"Alright," you stepped forward and squeezed his hands, "I'll wait for you."

"Thank you," he wrapped his arms around you and buried his face into the crook of your neck, warmth spreading throughout his body. Moving on will be difficult, but for you, he was willing to do it and free himself from Sawabe's grasp.

In all cliché romance films, the protagonist gets into a love triangle and chooses the bad boy. The good guy supports them and thinks he is unloved, when there is a minor side character wanting and waiting to be with him, for him to extend his hand and accept their love, but never getting their happy ending.

It seems like, in this romance movie, the side character does get their own happily ever after after all.

[artiststarme]

There was something enticing about the fairytales, how the endings were always happy for the hero and a learning experience for the villain. Once upon a time, Steve believed in happy endings. He viewed himself as a hero, liked by many and revered in the town.

Just like the fairytales though, his life wasn’t what it seemed. As he grew, the idea of a happy ending grew more and more unattainable. The jeers at school became shoves into lockers, his father’s disappointed looks at home evolved into punches that would leave hidden bruises, and his mother’s silence became more suffocating.

He stopped viewing himself as a hero when Barb died. He’d never once read a fairytale where the princess’s best friend died at the bottom of the hero’s backyard pool in an alternate dimension. His view continued to devolve with each beating, every concussion, and lonely night.

When Eddie came into the picture, Steve came to an epiphany. The metalhead that had become the villain to Steve for stealing the kids was just a regular guy. He realized that the villains in the fairytales weren’t evil after all. They were just normal people villainized for the misunderstandings of others. So, he got close to Eddie.

Then Eddie almost died, Steve almost died, and then they started dating while their hospital beds sat side by side. The town’s hero fell in love with the town’s villain and neither of them could be happier.

But, as Steve had come to realize over the years, there was no such thing as a happy ending. He let his guard down and bared his heart, a mistake he wouldn’t make in the future. Right as he settled and felt comfortable in life, Eddie’s dreams came true. He was whisked away in a tornado of notoriety, fame, and music while Steve sulked behind.

Steve couldn’t even be mad, he knew it would happen. Because happy endings didn’t exist, at least not for people like him.

[allamericanb-tch]

taylor swift songs that aren’t about her exes

mean - regarding people saying she doesn’t write her own songs 

long live - dedicated to her band and her fans

never grow up - dedicated to her younger self

you are in love - written for jack antanoff and his partner

blank space - satirical song written about the media painting her as a serial dater and insane woman

shake it off - ignore the haters

a place in this world - feelings regarding fitting in 

mary’s song - falling in love and settling down (not personal experience)

fifteen - dedicated to 15 year old taylor and abigail

change - bringing change to the world

the best day - about her love to her family

epiphany - dedicated to her grandfather

closure - feud with her old label

marjorie - dedicated to her grandma

miss americana & the heartbreak prince - uses the metaphor of high school to represent the american political situation

me! - just a fun song

the archer - anxiety (represent by the lack of a beat drop)

the man - double standards and misogyny 

tied together with a smile - her friends eating disorder

forever winter - about her friend who overdosed

ronan - dedicated to a little boy who died from cancer

22 - a fun party song

champagne problems - mental health

no body no crime - fun murder mystery song

the lucky one - fame and the struggles that come with it

starlight - dedicated to ethel kennedy

nothing new - insecurities and feeling unwanted

cardigan - made up love triangle from betty’s perspective

betty - james perspective

august - augustine’s perspective

mad woman - female anger / when women are angry they’re painted as “crazy” by society

mirrorball - changing yourself to fit in

this is me trying - burnout

dorothea - presumably about selena gomez

ivy - a story of unrequited love

exile - a story for folklore

cowboy like me - story for evermore

tolerate it - unappreciated love

look what you made me do - feud with the kardashians/jenners

this is why we can’t have nice things - kardashians/jenner feud backstabbing

i did something bad - feud

seven - childhood friends

you belong with me - friend in a toxic relationship but with a romantic twist

hey stephen - a fun love song she wrote as a kid

enchanted - about developing a crush on the guy from owl city

the other side of the door - not about her own love life

willow - casual love song

gold rush - crushing on someone everyone is crushing on and romanticizing them and the idea of a relationship and then ultimately realizing it’s just a fantasy and it fading away

happiness - looking forward to happiness even if there isn’t any right now

evermore - mental health

right where you left me - story for evermore

it’s time to go - encouraging people to leave toxic situations

you need to calm down - gay rights

afterglow

it’s nice to have a friend - having a friend

the 1 - story

my tears ricochet - leaving her old label and breaking ties with scott borchetta

illicit affairs - aNoThEr story

invisible string - story

peace 

hoax - possibly about her old label

the lakes - want to leave the toxicity of social media and run away/escape

superstar - being starstruck

jump then fall - having a crush 

untouchable - cover

love story - romeo and juliet but happy ending

ready for it

delicate

gorgeous

i wish you would

bad blood - feud with katy perry

how you get the girl - tutorial basically

clean - parallels between coming clean and leaving a toxic relationship

new romantics - fun song / youth experience

innocent - kanye / response to his song about her (“i made that b**** famous”)

i’m only me when i’m with you - dedicated to friends and family

christmas tree farm - childhood

call it what you want - reputation

new year’s day

only the young - used for political campaign for democrats

today was a fairytale - for a movie

sweeter than fiction - for a movie

both of us

beautiful ghosts - for a movie

renegade - hurting someone when they try to help you

breathe - growing apart from friends

eyes open - for a movie

safe and sound - for a movie

crazier - for a movie

the last great american dynasty - rebekah harkness (previous owner of her rhode island home)

i don’t wanna live forever - for a movie

the way i loved you - inspired by the notebook

teardrops on my guitar - about a crush

better than revenge

speak now - story

everything has changed

run

better man - wrote for little big town

ours

wildest dreams

message in a bottle

death by a thousand cuts - based on a movie (someone great)

soon you’ll get better - moms cancer

dancing with our hands tied - about how she didn’t want to put joe through the harassment she gets from the media but him refusing to break up with her

carolina - for a movie

lavender haze - addressing public opinions and rumors about her relationship with joe

you’re on your own kid - takes you through her life

karma - scooter braun

bejeweled — confidence

dear reader — advice

sweeter than fiction - written for a movie

only the young — political injustice

when emma falls in love — emma (stone)

castles crumbling — september 2009 vma’s 

timeless — written about her grandmas first love

clara bow

i hate it here

thanK you aIMee

cassandra

the bolter

[adarkrainbow]

If you are from a country with Christian traditions, you probably know about the celebration of Epiphany, the "king cake", and the tradition of the "fève". You know: the "fève", as we call it in France, is this little figurine, this tiny statuette that is hidden in the king-cake. And whoever gets it is crowned king or queen of the day.

France has a big Epiphany tradition, and is also very, very big on fèves. You've got tons and tons of various series and models depending on the time period and area. There's old classics, there's vintage models, there's rarities not found anywhere, there's novelties responding to modern-day movies. You have fèves depicting all sorts of subjects and themes ; and entire collections and museums dedicated to fèves.

Fairy tales are, of course, one of the big subjects of fèves. I find it quite interesting to look at the fève series adapting fairytales. Well, you have to avoid a lot of series which are explicitely derived from either Disney or Shrek (there's a LOT of Disney and Shrek fèves), and you get several lines of fèves directly working from the original stories.

For example, look at this first series. "Les contes de notre enfance", "The fairytales of our childhood". Contains Little Red Riding Hood, Sleeping Beauty, The Frog Prince, The King of the Golden Mountain, Snow-White, Cinderella, Puss in Boots and King Thrushbeard.

Here is a "Puss in Boots" line, including Puss in Boots, The Princess, the Marquis of Carabas, the Ogre, the King, the Lion, the Mouse and the Carriage.

"Comptines des rois" - "Nursery rhymes of the King". A quite large collection, which includes Little Red Riding Hood, Peter Pan, Alice (of Wonderland), the Beast (from Beauty and the Beast), Riquet with the Tuft, Snow-White, Little Thumbling, Sleeping Beauty, Aladin, Mowgli (from The Jungle Book), one of the Three Little Pigs, Puss in Boots, The Little Mermaid, Pinocchio and Cinderella.

Here is a different Puss in Boots line - with an introduction fève with the title, a castle-fève, 2 different Puss in Boots, the Ogre, the Mouse, the Princess, "the Prince", the Carriage and the horses going with the carriage.

Another "Les Contes de notre Enfance" line, different from the one before. Includes Little Thumbling, Cinderella, Puss in Boots, Bluebeard, Donkey Skin, Little Red Riding Hood, Sleeping Beauty, Snow White, Little Mermaid and Beauty & the Beast.

A "Little Red Riding Hood" line - with two different Riding Hoods, four different Wolves, a Granny, the Basket, the Little House, and the Hunter.

A "Little Thumbling" line, including: "The Little Thumbling", "Pierrot", "The Twins", "The Ogre", "The Ogre's Wife", "The Woodsman", "The Small Ogress", "The Woodswoman", "The King", "The Princess".

Yet another "Little Red Riding Hood" line with: 2 Little Red Riding Hoods, a Wolf (+ a "Wolf as Grandma"), a Grandma, a Hunter, a Woodsman, a Mother, a Granny's House, plus a fève for the Galette and the Butter.

Finally, a Cinderella line. Includes: 2 different Cinderellas, a Prince, a Carriage, the Stepmother, the two sisters of Cinderella, the Fairy, and the Pumpkin (includes the mice). Plus a "glass slipper" fève.

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Ranking Taylor Swift's Surprise Song Combos (International Edition)

Here it is: the final ranking of the International surprise song combos. As a reminder, this is ranking the COMBINATION of all songs played on both guitar and piano together for any given night. In other words, each night of tour only gets 1 spot. Please also keep in mind, I am not taking into consideration the circumstances of the songs - for example when "bigger than the whole sky" was played, "I'll be 87, you'll be 89" line, crazier, hoax or peace being played for the first (and only?) time that I was personally waiting for, Paris in Paris, So Long, London in London, special guest appearances like Ed and Gracie etc. I am simply ranking the combination of all songs played based on how much I liked them.

I'll be posting a cumulative list that combines the US and International lists later on but for now, here is the list! The winning city is: Vancouver! Long Live x New Year's Day x The Manuscript was way too much for me to take. Even though we aren't factoring in closing night vibes, this combination mixed with a song from Debut on guitar was pushed it into the top spot. I'll always have a soft spot for OG Taylor 💚

In 2nd place is Sydney N1 with Should've Said No x You're Not Sorry & New Year's Day x peace. Both combos are devastatingly good and peace has one of what I consider to be Taylor's most heart wrenching lines: "All these people think love's for show, but I would die for you in secret"

In 3rd place is Melbourne N1 with Red & You're Losing Me. I'd love to hear You're Losing Me live one day and Red is another great choice. There was also something so simple and pleasing about getting to hear full songs without the mashups so I think that bumped this one up for me as well.

My show (Warsaw n3) ALMOST cracked the top 10. It came in at #11 with Today Was a Fairytale x I Think He Knows & The Black Dog x exile which i was thrilled to be able to get to hear in person. Out of 87 shows, being #11 is very high. I'm so grateful I was able to be there.

If you can't already tell, I have a thing for nostalgia with a lot of these songs and I have a thing for the really sad, slow songs - they really make you feel some type of way. Anyway, here is the full list:

A Place In This World x New Romantics & Long Live x New Year's Day x The Manuscript

Should've Said No x You're Not Sorry & New Year's Day x peace

Red & You're Losing Me

Come In With The Rain & You're On Your Own, Kid

Cornelia Street & You're On Your Own, Kid

Change x Long Live & The Archer x You're on Your Own Kid

State of Grace x You're on Your Own, Kid & Sweet Nothing x hoax

Come Back...Be Here x Daylight & Teardrops on my Guitar

Tim McGraw x cowboy like me & mirrorball x epiphany

The Prophecy x long story short & Fifteen x You're on Your Own, Kid

Today Was a Fairytale x I Think He Knows & The Black Dog x exile

Sparks Fly x Message in a Bottle & You're Losing Me x How Did It End?

Death by a Thousand Cuts x Babe & Fifteen x You're on Your Own, Kid

Paris & loml

Our Song x Jump then Fall & King of My Heart

Haunted x Wonderland & Never Grow Up x The Best Day

How You Get The Girl & White Horse x coney island

Would've, Could've, Should've x ivy & Forever & Always x Maroon

The Tortured Poets Department x Now That We Don't Talk & You're On Your Own, Kid x Long Live

Teardrops on my Guitar x The Last Time & We Were Happy x happiness

the 1 x Wonderland & I Almost Do x The Moment I Knew

I Don't Wanna Live Forever x Mine & evermore x Peter

Hey Stephen & Maroon

Clara Bow x The Lucky One & You're On Your Own, Kid

Afterglow & Maroon

Tell Me Why & Snow on the Beach

The Albatross x Dancing with Our Hands Tied & This Love x Ours

Getaway Car x august x The Other Side of the Door & this is me trying

long story short x The Story of Us & Clean x evermore

Carolina x no body, no crime & The Manuscript x Red

us. x Out Of The Woods & You're On Your Own, Kid x long story short

I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can) x I Can See You & Maroon x Red

I Can See You x Mine & Cornelia Street x Maroon

Message in a Bottle x How You Get The Girl x New Romantics & How Did It End?

I Don't Wanna Live Forever x imgonnagetyouback & Don't You x loml

Stay Beautiful & Suburban Legends

Come Back..Be Here x The Way I Loved You x The Other Side of the Door & Fresh Out The Slammer x High Infidelity

Safe & Sound & Untouchable

Is It Over Now? x I Wish You Would & Haunted x exile

Foolish One x Tell Me Why & This Love x Call It What You Want

Guilty as Sin? x Untouchable & The Archer x Question...?

Mine x Starlight & I Don't Wanna Live Forever x Dress

Hits Different x Death by a Thousand Cuts & The Black Dog x Come Back...Be Here x Maroon

Sparks Fly x gold rush & False God x Slut!

I Forgot That You Existed x This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things & I Hate It Here x the lakes

This Is What You Came For x gold rush & The Great War x You're Losing Me

It's Nice to Have a Friend x dorothea & Haunted x exile

right where you left me x All You Had to Do Was Stay & Last Kiss x Sad Beautiful Tragic

Speak Now x Hey Stephen & this is me trying x Labyrinth

imgonnagetyouback x Dress & You Are In Love x cowboy like me

London Boy & Dear John x Sad Beautiful Tragic

Mr. Perfectly Fine x Better Than Revenge & State of Grace x Labyrinth

I Forgot That You Existed & Sweet Nothing

Sparks Fly x I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can) & I Look in People's Windows x Snow on the Beach

Is It Over Now? x Out Of The Woods & My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys

Sweeter Than Fiction x Holy Ground & Mary's Song x So High School x Everything Has Changed

Would've, Could've, Should've x I Know Places & tis the damn season x Daylight

Mr. Perfectly Fine x Red & Getaway Car x Out of the Woods

Fresh Out The Slammer x You Are in Love & ivy x Call It What You Want

The Very First Night & Labryinth

The Bolter x Getaway Car & All of the Girls You Loved Before x Crazier

closure x A Perfectly Good Heart & Robin x Never Grow Up

Death by a Thousand Cuts x Getaway Car & So Long, London

Paper Rings x Stay Stay Stay & Better Man x it's time to go

Clara Bow x mirrorball & New Year's Day x Suburban Legends

Superstar x invisible string & Slut! x False God

My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys x This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things & False God x 'tis the damn season

us. & Out of the Woods x Is It Over Now? x Clean

Better Than Revenge & Slut!

Is It Over Now? x Out Of The Woods & End Game

Dear Reader & Holy Ground

Superman & The Outside

I Love You, I'm Sorry x Last Kiss & The Tortured Poets Department x Maroon

Guilty as Sin? & Say Don't Go x Welcome to New York x Clean

I Did Something Bad & My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys x coney island

Now That We Don't Talk & Innocent

The Alchemy x Treacherous & Begin Again x Paris

Ours x the last great american dynasty & Cassandra x mad woman x I Did Something Bad

Glitch x Everything Has Changed & Chloe or Sam or Sophia or Marcus

Run x the last great american dynasty & Dear Reader x Nothing New

Everything Has Changed x End Game x Thinking Out Loud & King of My Heart x The Alchemy

thanK you aIMee x Mean & Castles Crumbling

Eyes Open & Electric Touch

Dancing with Our Hands Tied & Bigger Than The Whole Sky

I Think He Knows x Gorgeous & Peter

Say Don't Go & it's time to go

ME! & So It Goes…

That's it for international! Tell me what you think in the comments (but remember this is MY list). What songs did your city/night get? Full consolidated list coming soon!

Tay - none of these combos or songs are bad, we all just have our preferences! Did you have a fav to play or should we just assume it was YOYOK or Maroon based on stats? lol

xx n

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discussion #12 (only friends): lightness and darkness as prominent motifs, subtle sensuality, obscured intimacy, and the idea of 'seeing' each other through different senses [episode 5 recap]

goodness. what an episode.

honestly, there are so many beautiful things happening in episode 5. so many. it feels like a fever dream. a literal dream. it's surreal.

this episode really highlights the softness— the fragility of topmew's love and their overall dynamic when they've finally stripped themselves naked from all the facades they've been wearing from the start of their relationship until this point.

subtle sensuality, obscured intimacy and fragile softness

the sheer softness. the soft touches. the hand holding. the i'm willing to do anything for you. the loving gazes. the sweet smiles. the i love yous. promises were made. walls were shattered. they're finally on the same page.

so much is going on, but we're seeing their interaction in pieces. the close-up shots, the focus on their faces, hands and gestures, everything is just so intimately done and wonderfully executed. i can't express how breathtaking these shots are. it feels so inclusive. as if it's just them and no one else. but we, as the audience, are meant to see this in fragments because (i believe) we're supposed to view this scene from mew's perspective.

in a whimsical and crazy manner (that i can't explain eloquently), we are in mew's shoes, and we're witnessing the moment he falls for top— mew finally coming to terms with his feelings for top. and everything is just so soft and delicate and fairytale-like because this is mew's idea of falling in love, of love itself— genuine, secluded, tender, just two people and no one else.

the shyness is still there, but it's also welcoming. and the part when they undress exudes warmth, happiness and playfulness. i would say, there was a very profound giddiness wafting around the air between them. additionally, there's also trust, something both of them have been teetering about for god knows how long. it's honest and raw, and they're very nervous (mew, especially), but it's okay. they have each other, and that's all that matters.

and i personally love how their making love scene is subtle and not explicit. it fits so well with mew's character; reserved, somewhat shy, and values sex as something sacred and pure. so this is very important to mew, and he wants it to be special. it's not for our eyes to see. despite them doing it near those see-through glass windows, it juxtaposes the fact a portion of mew's love for top and his virginity is only for top to see. not us. mew is willing to show bits and pieces of his love and sex life, but not all.

and it also illustrates top's respect for mew's likes and dislikes. it's different from when he did it with boston (both in public places) because it was just sex and nothing more. sex out of lust, hopelessness, anger, betrayal. but mew is not sex. mew is love and respect and happiness and forever. top truly treasures mew. his breaking point— his weakness.

lightness and darkness

again, i want to applaud forcebook for nailing the blind dinner scene. i'm just so in awe i stopped breathing when the whole scene unfolded.

the connection, the whole idea of not seeing— relying on their senses— the throwback to episode 1 when mew said, i can read people well, and top remembered, and that made mew feel special, only one— he finally believed he's the only one in top's life. so wonderfully done. hands fumbling. fingers intertwining. and that part when everyone faded, and it was just them, and there's finally more light— while we (the audience) knew it was supposed to be pitch black— but it was a moment of epiphany for mew— he knew top was the one. he loved top now. he believed it.

they're seeing through each other, and forcebook acted out this temporary 'disability' very well! from the movement of their hands, the hesitation, the fear, but also the trust they have for each other: insane.

and it's also interesting how this scene played so much with light and dark. it explains the idea of mew and top in a state of vulnerability where they couldn't see, and with one vital sensory down, of course, they'll be more careful/cautious of their surroundings. in this state, i assume, is when their feelings are the most raw. somehow, i perceive this scene as a portrayal of honesty. since they couldn't see anything, it pushed them to rely on each other, to trust one another, and this brought out the best of top or the real top (mainly), and it was the awaited moment for mew.

all this while, mew needed that confirmation. he wanted to be assured that top was the one, but it didn't come as easily since top constantly toppled the trust he built. but here, mew broke his own walls by accepting those feelings whole-heartedly. sadly, i also believe this will cloud mew's judgment in the future. love makes a person blind; that is mew in the future episodes. he'll punch ray, his best friend, for spewing shit about top, his boyfriend, the person he loves most. but we all know it's going to be ugly as their first confrontation begins afterwards. it must have something to do with top finally telling the truth. //i'm preparing myself for the emotional whiplash next week offers.

side note: kudos to p'book and p'force. their acting here is very convincing. they made us believe they were really in the dark and couldn't see anything. i'm just so proud of them. i really am :')

and i love that they're in the light when mew accepted his feelings for top as something more than just an experiment— this notion of falling in love that had been playing in his head finally came to life. and it wasn't overly done, in my opinion. there weren't pink hearts or love emoticons or anything per se— but the slow-mo, the bright light (amid the supposedly dark dining hall), and the idea of 'seeing' each other through the darkness— a gorgeous illustration of falling head over heels for someone. and it's insane how in this scene it appeared as if they could 'see' each other— they're looking at each other, and not through each other. it somehow indicates mew's ideas of who top is, are completely gone now. this is top in mew's eyes. this is the top mew loves— in the dark, in his truest form.

speaking of that...

it's so amazing how top is now in the dark (masked by the shadow) when he was always in the light. i look at this scene as top finally showing the real him. this is top— in this darkness— no longer hidden behind the confident mask— this is the top mew likes, and this is the top he wants mew to see.

light, in top's world, is attention, fame and reputation. so, to see top in the dark, bare and stripped of all those qualities that fed his ego, from the faces of top mew was never fond of, is liberating.

and it's mew on the spotlight now. he's shining, and this is how top sees mew— he's always the light in top's world.

i can't form coherent words. the light and dark as the prominent motifs in this scene, are so perfectly shown in my opinion.

side note: this light and dark metaphor is also evident in episode 2 when top shares his trauma with mew. however, top was still shone by the light more than mew. it's because top's feelings weren't as deep as now, but he was slowly opening up to mew. and vice versa. mew was in the dark because even when they talked about top's fear, mew was doubtful. yet, there were rays of light on mew's face (towards the end) as they lay on the sofa and slept the night away. again, reaching equilibrium.

conclusion

these topmew scenes in episode 5 took my breath away for good. it was an excellent portrayal of intimacy, honesty, shyness, happiness, truth and love. i haven't been that speechless and mindless since moonlight chicken and a boss and a babe. a big round of applause for forcebook (and of course, the directors) for this. i'm so proud of forcebook. i'm just, so proud.

i'm so excited to see mew and top break each other's hearts starting next week. and i think by then, we'll see more of forcebook's incredible acting (it's p'book's time to shine, i reckon), and i'm buckled up for the emotional damage they're going to put me in.

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House of Anubis Characters + Taylor Swift

Every character and their song off each album

Nina:

TAYLOR SWIFT: The Outside

FEARLESS: Bye, Bye, Baby

SPEAK NOW: Long Live

RED: The Lucky One

1989: Wildest Dreams

REPUTATION: Dancing With Our Hands Tied

LOVER: Soon You’ll Get Better

FOLKLORE: the last great american dynasty

EVERMORE: it’s time to go

MIDNIGHTS: You’re On Your Own Kid

Fabian:

TAYLOR SWIFT: Stay Beautiful

FEARLESS: Fearless

SPEAK NOW: Last Kiss

RED: I Almost Do

1989: Wonderland

REPUTATION: New Year’s Day

LOVER: It’s Nice to Have a Friend

FOLKLORE: cardigan

EVERMORE: closure

MIDNIGHTS: Hits Different

Patricia:

TAYLOR SWIFT: Tim McGraw

FEARLESS: Untouchable

SPEAK NOW: Dear John

RED: Stay, Stay, Stay

1989: I Wish You Would

REPUTATION: Getaway Car

LOVER: Afterglow

FOLKLORE: mad woman

EVERMORE: no body, no crime

MIDNIGHTS: Anti-Hero

Amber:

TAYLOR SWIFT: Mary’s Song (Oh My My My)

FEARLESS: Love Story

SPEAK NOW: Never Grow Up

RED: 22

1989: Welcome to New York

REPUTATION: So It Goes…

LOVER: ME!

FOLKLORE: epiphany

EVERMORE: dorothea

MIDNIGHTS: Bejeweled

Alfie:

TAYLOR SWIFT: Invisible

FEARLESS: Jump then Fall

SPEAK NOW: Electric Touch

RED: State of Grace

1989: Shake it Off

REPUTATION: Endgame

LOVER: Daylight

FOLKLORE: the lakes

EVERMORE: long story short

MIDNIGHTS: Snow On The Beach

Jerome:

TAYLOR SWIFT: Should’ve Said No

FEARLESS: You’re Not Sorry

SPEAK NOW: Back to December

RED: Better Man

1989: You Are In Love

REPUTATION: Delicate

LOVER: All Of The Girls You Loved Before

FOLKLORE: betty

EVERMORE: cowboy like me

MIDNIGHTS: High Infidelity

Joy:

TAYLOR SWIFT: Tied Together With a Smile

FEARLESS: You Belong With Me

SPEAK NOW: Foolish One

RED: Nothing New

1989: Clean

REPUTATION: Call It What You Want

LOVER: The Archer

FOLKLORE: august

EVERMORE: tolerate it

MIDNIGHTS: Question…?

Mara:

TAYLOR SWIFT: Picture to Burn

FEARLESS: Mr. Perfectly Fine

SPEAK NOW: Mine

RED: Babe

1989: Bad Blood

REPUTATION: I Did Something Bad

LOVER: Cornelia Street

FOLKLORE: this is me trying

EVERMORE: happiness

MIDNIGHTS: Mastermind

Eddie:

TAYLOR SWIFT: A Place in This World

FEARLESS: The Other Side Of The Door

SPEAK NOW: The Story of Us

RED: Message in a Bottle

1989: Out of the Woods

REPUTATION: Gorgeous

LOVER: Cruel Summer

FOLKLORE: mirrorball

EVERMORE: coney island

MIDNIGHTS: The Great War

Mick:

TAYLOR SWIFT: Our Song

FEARLESS: We Were Happy

SPEAK NOW: Superman

RED: We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together

1989: How You Get The Girl

REPUTATION: Don’t Blame Me

LOVER: I Forgot That You Existed

FOLKLORE: the 1

EVERMORE: ‘tis the damn season

MIDNIGHTS: Midnight Rain

KT:

TAYLOR SWIFT: Cold As You

FEARLESS: Tell Me Why

SPEAK NOW: Innocent

RED: I Knew You Were Trouble

1989: New Romantics

REPUTATION: This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things

LOVER: The Man

FOLKLORE: seven

EVERMORE: marjorie

MIDNIGHTS: Karma

Willow:

TAYLOR SWIFT: A Perfectly Good Heart

FEARLESS: Today Was A Fairytale

SPEAK NOW: Sparks Fly

RED: Starlight

1989: Style

REPUTATION: King of My Heart

LOVER: You Need To Calm Down

FOLKLORE: invisible string

EVERMORE: willow

MIDNIGHTS: Sweet Nothing

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FANFICTION

Best Action/Adventure

“The Other Four Idiots, Plus a Cat” by @thehylianidiot (tumblr/AO3)

“Fairy Tail’s Twin Dragons” by LokaMuse (AO3)

“yuánfèn” by tiddiejoon (AO3)

Best AU/AR

“More than just a Fairy Tale” by ChaoticKori (AO3)

“Ain’t it warming you the world gone up in flames? Ain’t it the life of you, you’re lighting of the blaze” by JenaSmiless2s (AO3)

“One Night in New York” by @eryiss (tumblr/AO3)

“Lies and Deception” by @gaychkn-nuggets (tumblr/AO3)

“Fairytale of Doom” by Crimsonstarbird (AO3)

“Fairies After Dark” by shelbyshoe (AO3)

Best Canon

“Episode One: Hargeon” by @genavere (tumblr/AO3)

“Iron Honeymoon” by kaotic312 (AO3)

“Knees Deep” by FantastiqueParfait (AO3)

“The Key(s) to Victory” by riddlercj (AO3)

“Day of Parting” by Heartofroses (FFN)

Best Angst

“Arcane” by @classysassy9791 (tumblr/AO3)

“doubt truth to be a liar” by SilverSnowblossom (AO3)

“Turn on the Light” by Natsudragneelswhore (AO3)

Best Dark

“happy ending” by @tokkias (tumblr/AO3)

“Guilty but Freed (Justine)” by MadFreakChloe (AO3)

“if you asked me i would lose it all” by ObsessiveExplosion (AO3)

“The World is Ugly” by StevMarie (AO3)

“The Colosseum” by @kiliinstinct (tumblr) / Rougescribe (AO3)

Best Drama

“Midnight in the Woods” by Akira_Takeshi (AO3)

“Bring Back What Once Was Mine” by Winged_Capybara (AO3)

“The Virus” by Horrorgurlx (FFN)

Best Humor/Parody

“glowstick mode, activate” by @greyseyebrowscar (tumblr) / lilyntlrs (AO3)

“A Weapon of Mass Love” by EeveeGirly (AO3)

“Captive” by hisuichanxx (FFN)

Best Oneshot

“Looking for his demon” by @jemmahazelnut (tumblr/AO3)

“For you, there’s nothing in this world I wouldn’t do” by SunSnake (AO3)

“the long road home” by @sunslants (tumblr/AO3)

“no one knows” by RatLuvrr (AO3)

“I Shall Go On Living” by SagetheWriter (AO3)

“Goddess of Water” by Kikuneesama (AO3)

Best Character Portrayal

“Feline Senses” (Loke/Leo) by Pokedash55 (AO3)

“The Fourth of Jellal” (Mystogan) by @dragonshost (tumblr/AO3)

Best Romance

“epiphany” by thetr1ckster (AO3)

Best LGBTQ+ Romance 

“In Your Love” by @sandwitchstories (tumblr/AO3)

Best Serial

“Tra’viin Tome’mir” by GemmaRose (AO3)

“Abandon Your Fear” by PagesInTheLibrary (AO3)

“Heart Shaped World” by Myahud (AO3)

Best Ficlet

“Steak and Strawberries” by @cobrakiin (tumblr) / lilykotsu (lilycobra) (AO3)

“Whumptober2023 1: “How Many Fingers am I Holding Up?” by @thehylianidiot (tumblr)

Best Classic

“I Leave You, My Pride” by @wildrhov (tumblr) / Rhov (AO3)

“Welcome to the Masquerade” by StevMarie (AO3)

“Contract of Three” by HazelRoses (AO3)

“Midnight to Dawn: A Kindred Soul” by @gemnika (tumblr/AO3)

“Kidnapping Erza” by CrimsonStarbird (FFN)

“mirror mirror” by mochiwrites (AO3)