#mine is right where you left me / castles crumbling

[midnightsslut]

favorite surprise song combo so far GO

[emometalhead]

I think I won with surprise songs omg

[hope-ur-ok]

Surprise Song Master post ~ European Leg

5/9 Paris, FR: Paris + LOML

5/10 Paris, FR: Is It Over Now?/OOTW + My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys

5/11 Paris, FR: Hey Stephen + Maroon

5/12 Paris, FR: The Alchemy / Treacherous + Begin Again / Paris

5/17 Stockholm, SE: I Think He Knows / Gorgeous + Peter

5/18 Stockholm, SE: Guilty As Sin? + Say Don't Go / Welcome to New York / Clean

5/19 Stockholm, SE: Message In A Bottle / How You Get The Girl / New Romantics + How Did It End?

5/24 Lisbon, PT: Come Back... Be Here / The Way I Loved You / The Other Side of the Door + Fresh Out the Slammer / High Infidelity

5/25 Lisbon, PT: The Tortured Poets Department / Now That We Don't Talk + You're On Your Own Kid / Long Live

5/29 Madrid, ES: Sparks Fly / I Can Fix Him (No Really Can) + I Look In People's Windows / Snow On the Beach

5/30 Madrid, ES: Our Song / Jump Then Fall + King of My Heart

6/2 Lyon, FR: The Prophecy / Long Story Short + Fifteen / You're On Your Own Kid

6/3 Lyon, FR: Glitch / Everything Has Changed + Chloe Or Sam Or Sophia Or Marcus

6/7 Edinburgh, Scotland UK: Would've Could've Should've / I Know Places + 'Tis the Damn Season / Daylight

6/8 Edinburgh, Scotland UK: The Bolter / Getaway Car + All of the Girls You Loved Before / Crazier

6/9 Edinburgh, Scotland UK: It's Nice To Have A Friend / Dorothea + Haunted / Exile

6/13 Liverpool, England UK: I Can See You / Mine + Cornelia Street / Maroon

6/14 Liverpool, England UK: This Is What You Came For / Gold Rush + The Great War / You're Losing Me

6/15 Liverpool, England UK: Carolina / No Body No Crime + The Manuscript / Red

6/18 Cardiff, Wales UK: I Forgot That You Existed / This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things + I Hate It Here / The Lakes

6/21 London, England UK: Hits Different / Death By A Thousand Cuts + The Black Dog / Come Back Be Here / Maroon

6/22 London, England UK: thanK you aIMee / Mean + Castles Crumbling w/ Hayley Williams

6/23 London, England UK: Us w/ Gracie Abrams + Out Of The Woods / Is It Over Now? / Clean

6/28 Dublin, IE: State of Grace / You're On Your Own Kid + Sweet Nothing / Hoax

6/29 Dublin, IE: The Albatross / Dancing With Our Hands Tied + This Love / Ours

6/30 Dublin, IE: Clara Bow / The Lucky One + You’re On Your Own Kid

7/4 Amsterdam, NL: Guilty as Sin? / Untouchable + The Archer / Question...?

7/5 Amsterdam, NL: imgonnagetyouback / Dress + You Are In Love / Cowboy Like Me

7/6 Amsterdam, NL: Sweeter than fiction / Holy Ground + Mary's Song / So High School / Everything Has Changed

7/9 Zürich, CH: Right Where You Left Me / All You Had To Do Was Stay + Last Kiss / Sad Beautiful Tragic

7/10 Zürich, CH: Closure / A Perfectly Good Heart + Robin / Never Grow Up

7/13 Milan, IT: The 1 / Wonderland + I Almost Do / The Moment I Knew

7/14 Milan, IT: Mr. Perfectly Fine / Red + Getaway Car / Out Of The Woods

7/17 Gelsenkirchen, DE: Superstar / Invisible String + "Slut!" / False God

7/18 Gelsenkirchen, DE: Speak Now / Hey Stephen + This Is Me Trying / Labyrinth

7/19 Gelsenkirchen, DE: Paper Rings / Stay Stay Stay + It's Time To Go / Better Man

7/23 Hamburg, DE: Teardrops On My Guitar / The Last Time + We Were Happy / Happiness

7/24 Hamburg, DE: The Last Great American Dynasty / Run + Nothing New / Dear Reader

7/27 Munich, DE: Fresh Out The Slammer / You Are In Love + Ivy / Call It What You Want

7/28 Munich, DE: I Don't Wanna Live Forever / Imgonnagetyouback + LOML / Don't You

8/1 Warsaw, PL: Mirrorball / Clara Bow + Suburban Legends / New Years Day

8/2 Warsaw, PL: I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can) / I Can See You + Red / Maroon

8/3 Warsaw, PL: Today Was A Fairytale / I Think He Knows + The Black Dog / Exile

8/15 London, England UK: Everything Has Changed / End Game / Thinking Out Loud w/Ed Sheeran + King Of My Heart / The Alchemy

8/16 London, England UK: London Boy + Dear John / Sad Beautiful Tragic

8/17 London, England UK: I Did Something Bad + My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys / Coney Island

8/19 London, England UK: Long Live / Change + The Archer / You're On Your Own Kid

8/20 London, England UK: Death By A Thousand Cut / Getaway Car w/Jack Antonoff + So Long, London

[thelasttime]

surprise songs - eras tour

3/17 - glendale, arizona : “mirrorball” and “tim mcgraw”

3/18 - glendale, arizona: “this is me trying” and “state of grace”

3/24 - las vegas, nevada: “our song” and “snow on the beach”

3/25 - las vegas, nevada: “cowboy like me” and “white horse”

3/31 - arlington, texas: “sad beautiful tragic” and “ours”

4/1 - arlington, texas: “death by a thousand cuts” and “clean”

4/2 - arlington, texas: “jump then fall” and “the lucky one”

4/13 - tampa, florida: “speak now” and “treacherous”

4/14 - tampa, florida: “the great war” and “you’re on your own kid”

4/15 - tampa, florida: “mad woman” and “mean”

4/21 - houston, texas: “wonderland” and “you’re not sorry”

4/22 - houston, texas: “a place in this world” and “today was a fairytale”

4/23 - houston, texas: “begin again” and “cold as you”

4/28 - atlanta, georgia: “the other side of the door” and “coney island”

4/29 - atlanta, georgia: “high infidelity” and “gorgeous”

4/30 - atlanta, georgia: “i bet you think about me” and “how you get the girl”

5/5 - nashville, tennessee: “sparks fly” and “teardrops on my guitar”

5/6 - nashville, tennessee: “out of the woods” and “fifteen”

5/7 - nashville, tennessee: “would’ve, could’ve, should’ve” and “mine”

5/12 - philadelphia, pennsylvania: “gold rush” and “come back…be here”

5/13 - philadelphia, pennsylvania: “forever & always” and “this love”

5/14 - philadelphia, pennsylvania: “hey stephen” and “the best day”

5/19 - foxborough, massachusetts: “should’ve said no” and “better man”

5/20 - foxborough, massachusetts: “…question?” and “invisible”

5/21 - foxborough, massachusetts: “i think he knows” and “red”

5/26 - east rutherford, new jersey: "getaway car" and "maroon"

5/27 - east rutherford, new jersey: “holy ground” and “false god”

5/28 - east rutherford, new jersey: "welcome to new york" and "clean"

6/2 - chicago, illinois: "i wish you would" and "the lakes"

6/3 - chicago, illinois: "you all over me" and "i don't wanna live forever"

6/4 - chicago, illinois: “hits different” and “the moment i knew”

6/9 - detroit, michigan: "haunted" and "i almost do"

6/10 - detroit, michigan: "all you had to do was stay" and "breathe"

6/16 - pittsburgh, pennsylvania: "mr. perfectly fine" and "the last time"

6/17 - pittsburgh, pennsylvania: "seven" and "the story of us"

6/23 - minneapolis, minnesota: “paper rings” and “if this was a movie”

6/24 - minneapolis, minnesota: “dear john” and “daylight”

6/30 - cincinnati, ohio: "i'm only me when i'm with you" and "evermore"

7/1 - cincinnati, ohio: “ivy,” “i miss you, i’m sorry,” and “call it what you want”

7/7 - kansas city, missouri: “never grow up” and “when emma falls in love”

7/8 - kansas city, missouri: “last kiss” and “dorothea”

7/14 - denver, colorado: “picture to burn” and “timeless”

7/15 - denver, colorado: “starlight” and “back to december”

7/22 - seattle, washington: “this is why we can’t have nice things” and “everything has changed”

7/23 - seattle, washington: "tied together with a smile" and "message in a bottle"

7/28 - santa clara, california: “right where you left me” and “castles crumbling”

7/29 - santa clara, california: “stay stay stay” and “all of the girls you loved before”

8/3 - los angeles, california: "i can see you" and "maroon"

8/4 - los angeles, california: "our song" and "you are in love"

8/5 - los angeles, california: “death by a thousand cuts” and “you’re on your own kid”

8/6 - los angeles, california: "i know places" and "king of my heart"

8/7 - los angeles, california: "new romantics" and "new year's day"

8/24 - mexico city, mexico: "i forgot that you existed" and "sweet nothing"

8/25 - mexico city, mexico: "tell me why" and "snow on the beach"

[tolerateit]

surprise songs so far

17th March - Tim Mcgraw

17th March - Mirrorball

18th March - State of Grace

18th March - This Is Me Trying

24th March - Our Song

24th March - Snow On The Beach

25th March - Cowboy Like Me (with Marcus Mumford)

25th March - White Horse

31st March - Sad Beautiful Tragic

31st March - Ours

1st April - Death By A Thousand Cuts

1st April - Clean

2nd April - Jump Then Fall

2nd April - The Lucky One

13th April - Speak Now

13th April - Treacherous

14th April - The Great War (with Aaron Dessner)

14th April - You're On Your Own, Kid

15th April - Mad Woman (with Aaron Dessner)

15th April - Mean

21st April - Wonderland

21st April - You're Not Sorry

22nd April - Today Was A Fairytale

22nd April - A Place In This World

23rd April - Begin Again

23rd April - Cold As You

28th April - The Other Side Of The Door

28th April - Coney Island

29th April - High Infidelity

29th April - Gorgeous

30th April - I Bet You Think About Me

30th April - How You Get The Girl

5th May - Sparks Fly

5th May - Teardrops On My Guitar

6th May - Out Of The Woods

6th May - Fifteen

7th May - Would've, Could've, Should've (with Aaron Dessner)

7th May - Mine

12th May - Gold Rush

12th May - Come Back...Be Here

13th May - Forever and Always

13th May - This Love

14th May - Hey Stephen

14th May - The Best Day

19th May - Should've Said No

19th May - Better Man

20th May - Question...?

20th May - Invisible

21st May - Red

21st May - I Think He Knows

26th May - Getaway Car (with Jack Antonoff)

26th May - Maroon

27th May - Holy Ground

27th May - False God

28th May - Clean

28th May - Welcome to New York

2nd June - I Wish You Would

2nd June - The Lakes

3rd June - You All Over Me (with Maren Morris)

3rd June - I Don't Wanna Live Forever

4th June - Hits Different

4th June - The Moment I Knew

9th June - Haunted

9th June - I Almost Do

10th June - All You Had To Do Was Stay

10th June - Breathe

16th June - Mr Perfectly Fine

16th June - The Last Time

17th June - Seven (with Aaron Dessner)

17th June - The Story Of Us

23rd June - Paper Rings

23rd June - If This Was A Movie

24th June - Dear John

24th June - Daylight

30th June - I'm Only Me When I'm With You

30th June - Evermore

1st July - I Miss You, I'm Sorry (with Gracie Abrams)

1st July - Ivy (with Aaron Dessner)

1st July - Call It What You Want

7th July - Never Grow Up

7th July - When Emma Falls In Love

8th July - Dorothea

8th July - Last Kiss

14th July - Picture To Burn

14th July - Timeless

15th July - Starlight

15th July - Back To December

22nd July - This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things

22nd July - Everything Has Changed

23rd July - Message In A Bottle

23rd July - Tied Together With A Smile

28th July - Right Where You Left Me (with Aaron Dessner)

28th July - Castles Crumbling

29th July - Stay Stay Stay

29th July - All Of The Girls You Loved Before

3rd August - I Can See You

3rd August - Maroon

4th August - Our Song

4th August - You Are In Love

5th August - You're On Your Own Kid

5th August - Death By A Thousand Cuts

7th August - Exile

7th August - Dress

8th August - I Know Places

8th August - King Of My Heart

9th August - New Romantics

9th August - New Year's Day

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Daemon Targaryen - Haunted

Summary - In the haunting halls of Dragonstone, she grapples with her intense, chaotic relationship with Daemon, a man of allure and destruction. Their fiery connection forces her to confront the dangerous allure of love and whether to embrace the storm or let it consume her.

Pairing - Daemon Targaryen x reader

Warnings - None

Word count - 3098

Masterlist for Daemon • House of the Dragon General Masterlist.

I know if I'm haunting you, you must be haunting me.

The halls of Dragonstone never seemed so empty until Daemon left.

There's a weight to them now, as if the stone remembers his presence. It presses down on me, crushing. Every corner of this cursed castle feels like his breath is still warm in the air, like his voice lingers, threading through the walls, searching for me.

He told me not to wait. He said it like he always says things: sharp, with a smile that never reaches his eyes.

"Don't wait for me."

I am waiting anyway. What choice do I have?

My footsteps echo down the corridors, but they sound too loud, too harsh—like an interruption. It feels like I'm walking through a dream, or a nightmare, as if I'll turn a corner and he'll be there. 

But I know better. Daemon does nothing without intention. He left with purpose, and yet—

I am waiting.

For him. For his return. For his chaos, for his words that bite as sweetly as they sting. For the way, his eyes darken when they find mine like I am the only thing in the world that holds him together. 

I've always been the one who lingers in his shadows, drawn to him like a moth to flame, and he—he lets me burn.

"What do you want?" he had asked once, his voice curling around the words like a threat. "Say it."

I didn't say it then. I couldn't. I couldn't let him know the depth of this madness. But I think he knows. He always knows.

And that is why he left.

I pause in the doorway of his chambers, the air in here thick with memory. The scent of him lingers—fire, leather, and something darker, something dangerous. 

My fingers graze the bedpost. It's cold. The sheets are untouched as if mocking me with the space he used to occupy, with the hollow where his body should be.

"You'll forget me," he said, laughing as he leaned close, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. "In time."

He knew that wasn't true. I've known it since the first time he looked at me—when those sharp, violet eyes cut through me like a blade. 

From that moment on, Daemon Targaryen has haunted every breath I take.

I close my eyes, letting the memory of his touch ghost over my skin. His hands—rough and calloused from swordplay—had once lingered on my throat, not enough to hurt, just enough to remind me. Of who I am. Of who he is.

"You think you can control me?" I'd whispered, the words trembling from my lips.

His smile had been cruel, intoxicating. "I already do."

And he was right. He was always right.

I open my eyes, but nothing changes. The room is just as cold, just as empty. He left me here to drown in this silence, knowing it would consume me, knowing I would never stop thinking of him. 

That I would chase the ghost of him until it drove me mad.

His voice is still there, in my head. "You'll come back to me. I know you will."

I want to scream, to tear down these walls until they crumble beneath my hands until I can escape the weight of him. But I don't. I can't. 

Because there's a part of me that doesn't want to escape. That craves the madness, the chaos, the him of it all.

He consumes me, even in his absence.

I remember the first time he spoke my name, the way it slipped from his lips like a secret, and how it felt to be pulled into his orbit, the world around us fading as I became lost in his gaze.

"Daemon," I whisper, tasting the name like poison and honey on my tongue. "Why did you leave me?"

I half expect an answer. But all I get is the crackle of the fire in the hearth, casting shadows that dance eerily along the walls. They look like dragons, like him—fierce, wild, untamable. 

My heart pounds in my chest, and for a moment, I imagine I can hear his heartbeat beneath mine, feel his presence behind me, his breath hot on my neck.

But it's just the wind, whistling through the cracks.

"I didn't leave you."

The words aren't real. They're just a memory. But I turn anyway, expecting—no, hoping—that he'll be standing there, leaning against the doorframe with that cocky smirk that makes my stomach twist, makes my breath catch. 

He's not. Of course, he's not.

But he will be. I know it. I can feel it in my bones, in the way the air seems to hum with his presence, even though he's gone. He always comes back. And when he does—

"You'll never leave me," I had said once, my fingers clutching his wrist like a lifeline.

He had laughed, but there was no humour in it. "You'll have to kill me first."

Maybe I would. Maybe I'd drive a blade through his heart if it meant keeping him here, with me, always. 

Or maybe I'd just let him kill me instead.

Because if there's one thing I've learned in all the time I've spent chasing him, loving him, fearing him—it's this: Daemon Targaryen is as much a part of me as the blood in my veins, and there's no escaping him.

Not now.

Not ever.

The fire has burned down to embers by the time I finally let myself sit on the edge of his bed, the cold seeping through my skin, the emptiness unbearable. 

My fingers trace patterns on the stone, aimless, lost. I know I should leave, yet I stay here, surrounded by the remnants of him. The memory of him.

A chill prickles the back of my neck, something like a whisper, like his voice, but—real. Too real. I freeze, and then—

"Is this what you've been doing?" The voice cuts through the silence like a knife, sharp, mocking, pulling at the edges of me.

My breath hitches, and my heart stumbles in my chest.

I turn slowly, and there he is. Daemon. Leaning casually in the doorway, one shoulder against the frame, a shadow draped over him like a cloak. 

His eyes gleam in the dim light, narrowed with a cruel amusement, lips twisted into that infuriating smirk that always unravels me.

He's back.

"Daemon," I say, my voice barely above a whisper. But there's no need for volume. He hears me. He always does.

He steps forward, the movement languid, predatory. Every inch of him commands attention, his presence dominating the room in a way that makes my pulse race. And he knows it.

"I told you not to wait," he says, his tone a mockery of concern, of care. The words roll off his tongue, casual, like a game he knows he's already won.

But there's something darker beneath the surface of his gaze, something possessive, something that says he wanted me to wait—needed it, even.

"And yet, here you are," I murmur, my voice steadier now, though my heart betrays me, hammering in my chest.

He smiles, slow and dangerous like the very act of it is a warning. "You think I wouldn't come back?"

I don't answer, because the truth is—no. I never doubted it. Not really.

His eyes flicker, tracing the outline of my body as if I am nothing more than a prize to him, something to be claimed. 

His steps are slow, deliberate, and my breath catches as he finally reaches me, towering above where I sit. His hand lifts, fingers tilting my chin upward until I meet his gaze, his touch searing, possessive.

"Did you miss me?" he asks, and the question is a trap. I can feel it, the weight of it, pressing down on me.

I swallow hard, my throat tight. "Yes." The word is soft, vulnerable, and it feels like surrender, like I've laid myself bare before him.

Daemon's lips twitch, something almost like satisfaction in his eyes as his thumb brushes over my lower lip, lingering there. 

His touch is both tender and cruel, like a promise and a threat all at once.

"You always miss me." His voice is low, rough, and it sends a shiver down my spine. "No matter how far I go, no matter how long I'm gone, you'll always be here. Waiting. Haunted."

The word stings, the truth of it cutting deeper than I want to admit. But he's right. He's always right.

I close my eyes for a moment, feeling the weight of his presence, the suffocating reality of it. 

Even now, when he's here, when he's touching me, I can't escape the feeling that I'm still chasing him. Still running after something I'll never quite catch.

"Why?" I whisper, not sure what I'm asking. Why did he come back? Why does he torment me like this? Why do I let him?

Daemon's fingers tighten on my chin, forcing my eyes open again, locking me in place. His smile fades, replaced by something darker, something raw. "Because you belong to me."

The castle breathes around us, its ancient stones echoing with secrets, but in this moment, it feels like the world has shrunk to just the two of us. 

Daemon's presence is overwhelming, a storm that wraps around me, making it hard to think, to breathe. I can't help but lean into him, feeling the heat radiating off his skin.

His fingers graze my cheek, a fleeting caress that ignites a fire beneath my skin. I close my eyes again, allowing the sensation to wash over me, drowning in the memory of his touch. 

This is how it always is with him—intoxicating, exhilarating, terrifying.

"You're beautiful when you're lost in thought," he murmurs, his voice low, like velvet wrapped around steel. "But you should be careful. I might just keep you trapped here forever."

His words twist something deep inside me, a delicious mix of fear and longing. I open my eyes, meeting his gaze, and the intensity there sends a thrill racing through me. 

"What makes you think I'd want to leave?" I challenge my voice a mix of defiance and yearning.

A flash of surprise crosses his face, quickly replaced by that familiar smirk. 

"I underestimated you, didn't I?" he says, leaning closer, his breath hot against my lips. The distance between us shrinks, and I feel the world tilt as he tilts his head, studying me as if I were an intriguing puzzle he couldn't resist.

"I want to be here," I say, the words tumbling out before I can stop them. "With you. Always."

His eyes darken, something primal stirring in their depths. "You don't know what you're asking for."

"Try me." 

The challenge dances on my tongue, and I can't help but feel empowered by the look in his eyes, the way they glitter like obsidian under the faint light of the hearth. 

The shadows play tricks, deepening the lines of his jaw, the sharp angles of his face, and I can't resist reaching out, tracing a finger along his collarbone, feeling the muscles beneath his shirt twitch at my touch.

His breath catches, and the surprise in his eyes ignites a flicker of satisfaction within me. 

I know I shouldn't provoke him, shouldn't tease the beast, but there's something intoxicating about this moment, about the way he seems to come alive beneath my touch.

"You think you know me," he says, his voice a low rumble, almost a warning.

I lean closer, heart racing, and whisper, "I want to know you. All of you."

His gaze darkens, and for a moment, I can see the monster lurking beneath the surface. The Daemon who is fierce, relentless, and so utterly captivating. 

The man who could destroy kingdoms but chooses to haunt my dreams instead.

He captures my wrist, his grip firm but gentle, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. 

"You think I'll let you walk away after this?" His eyes blaze with intensity, and I realize that he's not just referring to this moment, but to everything we are.

"And if I say I don't want to?" I whisper, leaning into his hold, feeling the pulse of something wild and dangerous between us.

His lips curl into a smile, wicked and knowing. "Then I suppose you're mine to keep."

A thrill of excitement courses through me. The weight of his words settles in my chest like a stone, heavy and undeniable. 

"What if I don't want to be kept?" I say, forcing myself to sound brave, though my heart races at the thought of what it means to truly belong to him.

"Ah," he breathes, stepping back just slightly, his expression contemplative, almost amused. "You think you have a choice?"

In that moment, I realize—maybe I don't. The thought is exhilarating, terrifying. 

I'm teetering on the edge of a precipice, and all I can do is stare into the depths of his eyes, seeing the abyss reflected there.

"I want you, Daemon," I confess, my voice breaking as the truth spills forth, raw and unfiltered. "I want everything that comes with you."

He studies me, and I can see the conflict warring behind his gaze—dark desire mingling with something deeper. "You don't understand the darkness you're inviting in."

I nod, swallowing hard, but I can't back down now. "I've always known. But maybe that's what I want."

He steps forward again, closing the space between us, and I can feel the heat radiating off him, pulling me closer, binding me to him. 

His fingers slide along my jawline, tilting my head back until our eyes lock, and for a moment, the world fades into a soft blur.

"Then you'll have to be prepared," he murmurs, his voice a dangerous caress. "For everything I have to give. Everything I am."

His lips brush against mine again, teasingly, igniting a fire within me that feels like it could consume us both. But I don't care. 

I want the burn. I want to be consumed.

As his kiss deepens, I lose myself in the moment, drowning in the sensation of him—his taste, his warmth, his essence. 

My fingers tangle in his hair, pulling him closer, feeling the roughness of his stubble against my skin, the way he responds to my touch with a low growl that vibrates through me.

Time slips away, and all that exists is the two of us—lost in each other, wrapped in this chaotic whirlwind of emotion. He pulls me flush against him, and I can feel the strength in his body, the power that comes with being Daemon Targaryen.

But there's something else there too—something raw and vulnerable that he rarely shows. 

I can sense it, the shadow lurking just beneath the surface, the reminder that he is both predator and prey in this twisted dance we share.

"Tell me," he breathes against my lips, his voice a low rumble that sends shivers down my spine. "What do you want from me?"

I hesitate, the weight of the question pressing on me. I want to say everything, to lay my soul bare before him. But the words elude me. Instead, I whisper, "I want you to stay."

He pulls back slightly, his expression unreadable. "And if I can't?"

Panic bubbles up within me, the thought of him leaving again, and I grab his shirt, pulling him closer. "Then I'll find a way to bring you back. I'll chase you, Daemon."

His eyes flash, a mixture of surprise and something darker, something that sends a thrill racing through me. "And what if I don't want to be found?"

"You're a Targaryen," I say, my voice steadying as I meet his gaze. "You're meant to be hunted. To be chased."

The corner of his mouth lifts in that infuriating smile, one that sends my heart racing. "Perhaps you're right. But you should know—hunting a Targaryen comes with its own dangers."

"I'm not afraid," I say, and it's true. I'm not afraid of him, of the darkness, of the chaos that surrounds him. I want it. I crave it.

Daemon studies me, the intensity of his gaze unyielding. "You should be."

Before I can respond, he captures my lips again, this kiss deeper, more consuming. I lose myself in him, the world around us fading, the weight of our desires crashing together like waves against the shore.

When we finally pull apart, both of us breathless, I feel alive in a way I never have before, and the fear that had gripped me earlier seems to evaporate in the wake of his presence.

"What are we doing?" I ask, the question slipping from my lips before I can stop myself.

He smirks, the glimmer of mischief returning to his eyes. "Something reckless."

I laugh, a sound filled with both joy and desperation. "That's an understatement."

Daemon leans closer, his breath brushing against my ear, sending shivers down my spine. "But it feels so good, doesn't it? To be lost in this madness."

"Yes," I admit, my heart racing as his words weave through me, wrapping around my soul.

The fire crackles in the hearth, casting flickering shadows against the walls, and I feel the air hum with unspoken promises, a charge that pulls us closer, tethering us together. 

This is our fate, our shared darkness, and I can't help but surrender to it.

I reach for him again, wanting to close the distance, to feel the warmth of his body against mine. "Daemon," I whisper, feeling the weight of his gaze on me, searching, seeking something within me.

He captures my hand, his fingers intertwining with mine, and I can feel the heat radiating between us. It feels like a vow, like a promise that he won't leave me again, that I won't let him.

"You're the only thing that keeps me grounded," he confesses, his voice low, heavy with meaning. "In this world of shadows and chaos, you're my light."

The words hit me like a physical blow, and I meet his gaze, searching for the truth in his eyes. There's vulnerability there, a flicker of something deeper, something that feels almost like hope.

"And you're my darkness," I reply, the admission heavy with the weight of our connection, our intertwined fates.

He smirks, but the expression is softer now, more genuine. "Then let's embrace it."

With that, he pulls me closer again, and this time, it feels different—more profound, more electric. We're entwined in this dance of chaos and passion, two souls drawn together by forces beyond our control.

As we sink back into each other, the shadows in the room deepen, swirling around us like a living entity, and I realize: this is what it means to be haunted. 

To be entwined in a web of desire, fear, and love, both beautiful and terrible.

The fire crackles in the hearth, the world outside fading away, and for now, we are lost in each other—two ghosts navigating the darkness, together.

I know if I'm onto you, you must be onto me.

A/n - I think this is the longest one-shot ive written but I love it, obviously inspo comes from the song 'Haunted' by Beyonce and once I started writing I didn't wanna stop, it's such a Daemon coded song <3

[swiftieinbrazil]

The Eras Tour fun fact: These were the surprise songs repeated:

You're on your own, kid (11x)

Maroon (10x)

Out Of The Woods (7x)

Death By a Thousand Cuts; Clean (6x)

Getaway Car; Is It Over Now?; Red; Haunted; exile (5x)

Come Back... Be Here; this is me trying; This Love; Daylight; mirrorball; Mine; cowboy like me; Our Song; Dress; Holy Ground; False God; Call It What You Want; How You Get The Girl; New Year's Day; Everything Has Changed; Sparks Fly; I Don't Wanna Live Forever (4x)

The Other Side of The Door; King Of My Heart; Snow On The Beach; Tim McGraw; Sad Beautiful Tragic; I Did Something Bad; Labyrinth; Welcome To New York; Last Kiss; Cornelia Street; Should've Said No; evermore; You're Losing Me; Hey Stephen; Hits Different; The Black Dog; Fifteen; Ours; Mr Perfectly Fine; All You Had To Do Was Stay; I Can See You; Message In a Bottle; My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys; long story short; Wonderland; Teardrops On My Guitar; loml; Would've Could've Should've; State of Grace; Guilty as Sin?; gold rush; This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things; Slut!; White Horse; You Are in Love; ivy; The Great War; New Romantics; I Think He Knows; Coney Island; Long Live (3x)

The Story Of Us; Peter; Cold As You; The Other Side Of The Door; Come Back...Be Here; End Game; Timeless; The Manuscript; I Forgot That You Existed; How You Get The Girl; I Almost Do; I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can); Castles Crumbling; The Bolter; Paper Rings; You're Not Sorry; I Wish You Would; Speak Now; Forever & Always; The Albatross; Starlight; Tell Me Why; Mean; Dear Reader; A Place In This World; The Alchemy; Treacherous; Gorgeous; The Best Day; Begin Again; the last great american dynasty; Paris; Say Don't Go; The Tortured Poets Department; Never Grow Up; The Last Time; imgonnagetyouback; High Infidelity; Now That We Don't Talk; Stay Stay Stay; The Prophecy; Jump Then Fall; The Archer; the lakes; The Moment I Knew; I Know Places; How Did It End?; All Of The Girls You Loved Before; Sweet Nothing; Dancing With Our Hands Tied; The Lucky One; Untouchable; Question...?; right where you left me; Afterglow; it's time to go; Better Man; Fresh Out The Slammer; Suburban Legends; Today Was A Fairytale; mad woman; Dear John; 'tis the damn season; Better Than Revenge; Us (with Gracie Abrams) (2x)

[badomenslullaby]

Summary: Lilith Rothschild, an art teacher for children and a member of the illustrious Rothschild banking dynasty lives a modest life despite her immense family wealth, keeping her financial background a secret. After two years with her boyfriend, Noah Sebastian Davis, the lead singer of the up-and-coming metal band Bad Omens, Lilith decides it’s time for him to meet her family. Using her brother's wedding as the perfect opportunity, she takes Noah to Europe, where she reveals her true background. As Noah discovers her family’s vast wealth, their relationship faces trials that put their love to the ultimate test. Will they conquer these challenges together, or will their relationship crumble under the pressure?

Pairing: Noah Sebastian x OC

Word Count: 3233

Chapter One

“Wow, Lily, you did a really nice job on this,” I told one of my first graders. “Your parents will love this; it's definitely fridge-worthy.” She gave me a giant smile and ran back to her seat. With a smile, I returned to my desk, ready to hand out stickers to the kids.

I heard a soft, hesitant voice behind me as I reached for the sticker sheet. "Miss Lilith, can I show you mine too?" I turned to see Max, another one of my students, holding up his artwork. His eyes were wide with anticipation.

"Of course, Max!" I said, taking the paper from him. It was a colorful, imaginative drawing of a dragon and a castle. "This is amazing! Your dragon looks so fierce, and the castle is incredible. I’m sure your parents will be very proud. This is fridge-worthy, too!" Max beamed with pride and skipped back to his seat.

With the stickers in hand, I started moving around the classroom, placing a shiny star on each student's work. The room buzzed with excitement as everyone eagerly awaited their turn. As I finished, the bell rang, signaling the end of the day. The kids gathered their things, chattering about their projects and the stickers they'd earned.

“Don’t forget to show your parents your wonderful work,” I called out as they headed towards the door, “ See you all Monday!” As the last student left, I sat at my desk and entered grades into the computer. As I got into the flow of things, I heard a soft knock on the door. Looking up, I met the softest chocolate brown eyes.

Standing in the doorway was Noah, his long brown hair cascading past his shoulders. At six foot three, he had an imposing yet gentle presence. The subtle, soothing scent of lavender and chamomile wafted through the room, instantly calming me.

I jumped up from my desk excitedly and walked over to him. “Baby, what are you doing here?” I asked, the biggest smile on my face. Noah returned my smile and opened his arms, welcoming me into a warm hug.

“I thought we could go grab something to eat, Sunshine,” he said before kissing me on my forehead. I smiled at him and grabbed my bag, ready to head out. As we stepped out into the bustling city street, the warm evening sun cast a golden glow over everything. We walked hand in hand, the sound of our footsteps mingling with the distant hum of traffic and the chatter of people enjoying the late afternoon.

"So, where to?" I asked, looking up at him with a grin.

“I was thinking just our regular bar and grill hole-in-the-wall,” he said while squeezing my hand. 

“Perfect! I can go for some fried pickles right about now,” I said while rubbing my stomach. He shook his head and laughed. 

He shook his head and laughed. "You and your fried pickles. One of these days, you're going to turn into one."

We walked down the familiar path to our favorite spot, the cozy bar and grill tucked away in a quiet corner of the neighborhood. The sign above the door flickered slightly, giving it that charming, lived-in look we both loved. As we entered, the comforting aroma of grilled meats and the low murmur of conversations enveloped us.

We took a seat at the bar and ordered our appetizer along with our drinks. Watching as Noah tried to eat a fried pickle while battling with his hair, I couldn't help but laugh. I handed him a hair tie, and he graciously took it, putting his hair into a messy bun.

"You know I love you, right?" I stated with nothing but love and affection in my eyes.

He chuckled and poked my nose. "I know, Sunshine, and I love you too."

We sat there, enjoying the comfortable ambiance and the warmth of each other's company. The bar was lively, with people chatting and laughing, the clinking of glasses creating a cheerful background noise. Our drinks arrived, and we clink our glasses in a small toast.

"To us," he said, his eyes twinkling.

"To us," I echoed, taking a sip and feeling the pleasant warmth spread through me.

The conversation flowed effortlessly, as it always did with Noah. We talked about our favorite trips, like the spontaneous weekend getaway to the mountains and the unforgettable beach vacation where we stayed up all night watching the stars. We celebrated the milestones we had reached together—graduations, job promotions, and even the small victories that meant just as much.

"Remember when we decided to start that garden?" I asked, grinning at the thought of our initial clumsiness.

He chuckled. "Yeah, and we had no idea what we were doing. But now, look at it. It's practically a jungle out there."

We laughed together. I noticed a hair had escaped Noah’s bun and slipped in front of his face. I gently tucked it behind his ear.

"Do you ever think about where we'll be in another two years?" I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me.

"All the time," he said, his eyes meeting mine with a serious yet tender gaze. "I see us still exploring, dreaming, and laughing just like this. Maybe even with a little place of our own."

I smiled, feeling a warm glow of happiness. "That sounds perfect." Anxiety started to pick up a little as I prepared myself for my next question. 

"Hey baby," I started, "how would you feel about us taking a trip east?"

He smiled and put his hand on my knee, rubbing small circles. "Like New York? I know you mentioned wanting to see a Broadway show or two."

I smiled and shook my head. "No, I was actually thinking further east."

He gave me a confused look. "Salem, Massachusetts?" he asked.

“As much as I would love to go there at the moment, I was thinking more like Europe,” I said with a small smile. His eyes grew a little wider. “I know I don’t talk about my family much, but Oliver is getting married. I know you guys have been getting along with the few video calls you have been on with me, so I thought this would be a perfect way to share this special moment with you and introduce you to the rest of my family,” I rambled.

Noah picked up my hand and kissed my knuckles. “I would love to go to your brother’s wedding with you and meet the rest of your family. I feel very privileged that you want to take me with you,” he said softly. After Noah's heartfelt response, a wave of relief washed over me, and I couldn't help but smile back at him. The warmth of his hand holding mine felt reassuring, grounding me.

"Thank you," I said softly, my voice filled with gratitude. "It means a lot to me."

He leaned in and kissed my forehead gently. "I wouldn't miss it for the world, Sunshine."

______________

After gazing into the mirror, methodically tending to my skincare regimen, I intermittently glance at my phone, contemplating whether to make a crucial call. Gradually rinsing off my face mask, I gently dab my skin dry with a plush towel. Letting out a sigh, I finally pick up my phone, holding it in my hands as I deliberate over the decision. Peering at my reflection through the darkened screen, I knew I needed to toughen up and make the call. 

Taking a deep breath, I navigate to my contacts and select my mom's number. With each ring, my heart pounds louder in my chest. Finally, she answers, and the familiar voice on the other end brings a mixture of relief and apprehension.

"Hello, darling. It's been a long time, no talk," she said, her tone devoid of emotion.

"Hello, Mother. I apologize for the gap since our last conversation," I responded, feeling somewhat defeated.

After a moment of silence, my mother's voice remained calm and distant. "What's the reason for this call?" she asked bluntly, her tone indicating her guarded demeanor.

I hesitated, feeling the weight of our strained relationship pressing down on me. "I just wanted to check in and see how you're doing," I replied carefully, trying to keep my voice steady despite the tension.

There was a pause on the other end of the line, and I could almost feel my mother's skepticism through the phone. Finally, she spoke again, her voice still tinged with suspicion. "Is there something specific you want to talk about?" she probed, her words hanging in the air, heavy with unspoken grievances.

I drew in a deep breath, bracing myself for her reaction. "As you may have heard from Oliver, I've been seeing someone for a while now," I began tentatively. "I've decided I want him to come to the wedding with me. I'm ready for him to meet you, Father, and Grandmother."

There was a brief silence on the other end of the line, the weight of my words hanging in the air. Then, my mother's voice softened, tinged with surprise. "Oh," was all she said at first, her tone betraying a mixture of emotions.

"Well, I made sure your room is ready for you. I know your father and Grandmother are excited to see you after a year," she said, her words laced with expectation. I fought the urge to sigh, determined not to succumb to her guilt trip.

"Thank you for preparing my room," I replied evenly, "but Noah will be staying with me."

There was a palpable tension in the silence that followed, broken only by the faint sound of my mother's movements. "I have been remodeling the house. I don't think there is enough room for him, but I can arrange for him to stay elsewhere," she stated her tone firm.

I fought the urge to roll my eyes at her predictable response. "Mother, as I said before, he will be staying with me," I reiterated, trying to remain calm despite my frustration. "We can stay at one of our hotels if that is the case." I could sense her reluctance through the phone line, but I refused to back down. This was non-negotiable.

Finally, she let out a resigned sigh. "Fine," she conceded reluctantly. "If that's what you want."

Relief washed over me, but I remained wary, knowing that this concession was likely the beginning of further negotiations. "Thank you, Mother," I said, trying to keep my tone neutral.

“I will notify the staff to let them know of your arrival and make sure that everything is up and running in the suite,” She stated. “Oh, and dear, please do make sure that you don’t bring up this phase of being a teacher to anyone at the parties. You do know how that would make our family look.”

Her words landed heavily, a reminder of the delicate facade our family maintained. I clenched my jaw, suppressing the frustration bubbling within me. "I understand, Mother," I replied, my tone strained with resignation. "I'll ensure our conversations steer clear of any mention of my teaching."

There was a brief pause before she spoke again, her voice softening slightly. "Thank you, dear. It's for the best, you know," she said, her words laden with an unspoken expectation.

I forced a tight smile. "Of course, Mother. I'll do my best to uphold our family's reputation," I assured her, though the bitterness lingered beneath my polite facade. 

The line went dead with a click, leaving behind a void where warm farewells should have been. It was always about appearances, never about genuine connection. Frustration boiled within me, and I hurled my phone onto the bed with an angry gesture, the weight of disappointment heavy in the air.

I switched off the light and settled into bed, the darkness enveloping me as I stared at the ceiling. A sense of unease settled over me, weighing heavy on my chest. The realization dawned that I could no longer shield Noah from the complexities of my family. Despite my love for him and the vision of a future together, the thought of exposing him to the pressure and expectations of my family filled me with apprehension and uncertainty.

With a heavy sigh, I rolled onto my side, my gaze drifting towards the window. The darkness outside seemed to mirror the weight on my shoulders. As sleep began to tug at my consciousness, I whispered reassurances to myself. I vowed to shield Noah from the pressures I had faced, determined to be the protector I longed for during my upbringing. With that comforting thought, I surrendered to the embrace of sleep, trusting that somehow, everything would fall into place.

_________________

Saturday came and went quickly. It was filled with chores and preparing the house for Noah’s album release party. He protested and said his apartment was okay for a small party, but you didn’t have it. As much as you try not to use your family’s money for everything, being able to afford a decent house was a must, so you gave in when your father offered to buy it for you and sent in contractors to fix it. 

No one suspected that the house belonged to you; you crafted a narrative that you were renting it from an elderly lady who had offered you a significant discount as a favor for watching over the property after her husband's passing. Remarkably, nobody questioned the story, and everyone marveled at your stroke of luck in stumbling upon such an advantageous arrangement.

When Sunday dawned, excitement and nervous anticipation filled the air. Most of the day was devoted to procuring food and beverages for the evening's festivities, which were scheduled to commence at 8 o'clock. As the clock struck six, Noah and his band arrived, lending a hand with the final preparations.

The boys hastily assembled a makeshift stage in the backyard, their hands moving with practiced efficiency as they meticulously arranged amplifiers, instruments, and microphone stands. Each band member was focused on their task, ensuring that every detail was perfect for the slight performance they had prepared. With a flurry of activity, the stage took shape, bathed in the warm glow of string lights strung up earlier in the day. As they worked, snippets of melodies and harmonies floated through the air.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden hue across the sky, guests began to arrive one by one. At first, it was a small gathering of close friends and acquaintances, chatting and mingling as they sipped on drinks and nibbled on appetizers. However, as the evening progressed and word spread about the impending performance, the crowd swelled in size. Friends invited friends, and soon, the backyard was buzzing with laughter and conversation as more and more people crowded in to join the celebration.

All eyes turned towards the stage as a tap echoed through the microphone. There, standing in the soft glow of the lights, was Noah. A hush fell over the crowd as he cleared his throat, a smile spreading across his face.

"Hello, everyone! Thank you all for coming!" His voice rang out, carrying a warmth and sincerity that resonated with everyone gathered. The crowd erupted into cheers and applause, their excitement palpable as they supported Noah and his bandmates.

As the cheers subsided, Noah's gaze swept over the audience, his eyes alight with gratitude. "Tonight is a special night for us," he continued, his voice tinged with emotion. "And we're thrilled to share it with all of you." Noah’s eyes scanned the crowd as the crowd cheered until they landed on you. His smile deepened. 

"Before we dive into the music, I've got to give a huge shoutout to someone incredibly special," Noah's voice rang out through the microphone, carrying a tone of genuine admiration. "She's my own personal sunshine, the one who brightens up my darkest days. Without her, this party would lack its sparkle, and this entire album wouldn't even exist. So, let's hear it for her!"

As Noah's heartfelt words resonated through the crowd, a wave of cheers swept through the audience, filling the air with a contagious energy. Those who knew me well offered gestures of appreciation, whether a knowing nod, a warm smile, or a supportive pat on the back.

Feeling a flush of warmth spread across my cheeks, I couldn't help but blush as the spotlight momentarily shifted to me. Grateful yet slightly bashful under the sudden attention, I offered a sheepish smile to those around me. Thankfully, Noah swiftly took the reins, launching into their performance with infectious energy and passion. As the first notes filled the air, everyone shifted back to the stage, captivated by the music and the electric atmosphere it created.

As the clock crept closer to 11, the atmosphere began to shift. Guests started to gather their belongings, exchanging last-minute conversations and farewells as they prepared to depart. Laughter and chatter filled the air, mingling with the sounds of footsteps and the rustle of coats being retrieved. With the house now quiet and still, Noah and I were left alone.

Deciding that he would stay the night, we went upstairs to my bedroom, the anticipation of spending the night together adding an extra skip to our steps. As we settled into bed, the warmth of the blankets enveloped us, creating a cozy cocoon of comfort and intimacy. We relaxed into each other's embrace, the soft glow of moonlight filtering through the window casting a gentle radiance over the room.

Feeling determined, I saw this as the perfect chance to open up to Noah about my family. Internally, I rallied myself, pushing aside the nerves that threatened to hold me back. With a deep breath, I turned to him, meeting his gaze, and was met with a look of awe in his eyes.

Caught off guard by the intensity of his expression, I couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement mixed with nerves. "What?" I asked, my voice tinged with bashfulness, curious about the thoughts running through his mind.

"You're so beautiful," he said, his words soft yet earnest. "I'm so lucky to have you in my life, sunshine. And I am extremely excited for this trip."

I smiled back at him, feeling a rush of affection as I leaned in to kiss him tenderly. As he held my hand, tracing delicate designs on my skin, I felt my heart swell with love at the simple yet intimate gesture.

"When are we leaving?" he asked.

"Next week, we will be gone for a week or two tops," I announced softly, expecting a response from Noah. Instead, he hummed in reply, cuddling closer to me with a contented sigh. 

Taking a deep breath, I prepared myself to broach the topic of my family. "Noah?" I asked, hoping to initiate the conversation. However, I was met with silence, and after a beat, a soft snore escaped from his lips. 

Suppressing a chuckle, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy at how effortlessly Noah could fall asleep. With a fond smile, I nestled closer to him, feeling the warmth of his presence comforting me. As my eyes grew heavy with drowsiness, I made a silent promise to myself that I would talk to him about everything before the trip.

[joshfuckingkiszka]

ℭ𝔞𝔩𝔩 ℑ𝔱 𝔚𝔥𝔞𝔱 𝔜𝔬𝔲 𝔚𝔞𝔫𝔱 - 𝔖𝔉𝔎

sfk x f!reader

I have an initial necklace hehe (he has mine on a bracelet)

THIS ACCOUNT IS 18+ MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

taylor's version masterpost

reputation masterpost

☮

My castle crumbled overnight I brought a knife to a gunfight

May third was the last time your friends heard from you. You remembered how the rain had been so humid and suffocating, the leaves just having returned to the branches. Flowers had begun to bloom but you had never felt more shrunken and frail, threatening to fall from the branches to the icy grass. Mark had shattered your heart into a million pieces the previous day, and your friends had arrived at your apartment, attempting to put you back together. 

All you could manage was to ask for space, and your absence worried them greatly. They were convinced you had spiraled in the six months since you had spoken. Truthfully, you had been, for a few weeks, anyway. On the first day that you left your apartment for something other than work or class, you had made your way into a previously loved bookstore. Mark had taken you there on a first date, and it became a regular date spot. 

All the jokers dressin' up as kings They fade to nothin' when I look at him

At that moment, you were angry. Hopelessly angry. Filled with rage at how easy he made it seem to leave you. Picking up his favorite book from a dusty shelf, you sneered at it, like it was him with the well-loved pages and cover with distressed corners. I bet you think about me, you thought, I’m harder to forget than I was to leave. 

“Are you, uh, gonna buy that or just keep making angry faces at it?” You jumped at the silky voice. 

“Oh, sorry,” You held it out to him, “I’m not - you can have it.” 

“I’m not buying.” He laughed, gesturing to the nametag pinned to his shirt. 

A warmth in your cheeks appeared and you placed the book gingerly on the shelf. 

“Are you new? I’m here all the time and I’ve never seen you.” 

“Yeah, college isn’t gonna pay for itself.” 

You both laughed and that was the beginning. In between work and school, you would visit Sam, at the library or his apartment, where you met his best friend, Danny, for the first time. Though, Danny had walked in on you making out with Sam on the couch, so you could’ve made a better first impression, but oh well. 

All my flowers grew back as thorns Windows boarded up after the storm

Truthfully, you had spiraled those first few weeks of absolute gut wrenching heartache, determined you were fated to drown. Sam had been a torch in a dark tunnel, a device meant to keep you afloat, and he had done just that. Sam made you laugh and took your breath away all at once. 

The two of you spent Friday nights in bars, dancing with each other as you drank cheap beer. The glow of blue neon signs illuminated your head on his chest, and you could practically see the thumping of your own heart in your chest, and he, the same. 

Bridges burn, I never learn, at least I did one thing right

It was great. For about two months. Then it - well, you - came crashing down. It was all too overwhelming, school, work, the future, life. Were you what Sam wanted? You didn’t even have to ask yourself the reverse, he was all you could ever want. 

When he knocked on your door, he found it unlocked. He went to joke about being a serial killer when he saw you crumpled in front of the couch, sobs wracking your body. The quip immediately slipped back into his mouth and he ran to hold you. You could hear his frantic heartbeat from your position on his chest, and you apologized for the tears and snot on his shirt. 

"You don't need to save me But would you run away with me?"

“Baby, I don’t care,” he laughed in worry, “what’s wrong?” When you couldn’t talk through the tears, he didn’t expect an answer. Sam just held you, your hands gripping his flannel so tightly you thought it might tear. 

After an hour, your tears had subsided, perhaps from dehydration, but you didn’t really care. He still held on just as tightly, until you began to untangle yourself from his grasp. Your throat was sore and your voice hoarse, and surely your face was stained with your smeared makeup from the day. That’s not how he looked at you though, he looked at you the way he looked at sunsets, dazzled and bewildered and wonderfully. 

“What’s wrong with my baby, hm?” He caressed your jaw, his long fingers finding residence in the mess of your hair. 

“It’s just - well, am I what you want? You could have anyone -” He cut you off. 

“You are all I want, need, and everything in between, sweetheart. I’m not going anywhere until you give me the word.” It was firm in a way you’d never heard Sam Kiszka speak. But he was right. 

My baby's fly like a jet stream High above the whole scene, loves me like I'm brand new

The days that followed were not awkward, but had an air of delicacy around them. Like he was afraid to say the wrong thing. You apologized, and he assured you had no reason to. He was learning your boundaries, studying them so he could wrap himself around them and protect you. 

One of those days, a new necklace appeared on you, and he wasn’t certain. He thought it might be - no, there was no way. Finally, he stopped you in the hallway as you were coming out of a shower. His fingers picked up the letter on your chest, inspecting its curves and the way it shined in the light. Sam knew you better than anyone, he deserved to be monumentally represented as a permanent part of your appearance. 

“An ‘S.’ For Sam. Or Sammy. Or Samuel. Or-” He kissed you to shut you up.

Call it what you want, yeah, call it what you want To

〚taglist〛

gvf: @doodle417, @brokenbellz, @gretavanfleas, @pyrojoshy, @greta-van-chaos, @xserenax-13, @hayley1623, @kdarling1, @autumns30, @keighoe, @chalametpwk, @sammysvanfeet, @shawnsthighs, @gretavanbitches, @sammiejane22, @gretavanbestie, @jordierama, @alexxavicry, @spark-my-nature, @rainy-darling

sammy: @harmoniousharry

[taylor-swift-bracket]

Battle of the Bridges!

Round One

Debut Era 🦋

Tim McGraw vs. Picture to Burn

A Place In This World vs. Cold As You

Stay Beautiful vs. Should’ve Said No

Mary’s Song (Oh My My My) vs. Our Song

I’m Only Me When I’m With You vs. A Perfectly Good Heart vs. Invisible

Bea utiful Eyes vs. I Heart ?

Fearless Era✨

Fearless vs. Fifteen

Love Story vs. Hey Stephen

White Horse vs. You Belong With Me

Breathe vs. Tell Me Why

You’re Not Sorry vs. The Way I Loved You

Forever & Always vs. The Best Day

Ch ange vs. Jump Then Fall

Come In With The Rain vs. Superstar

The Other Side Of The Door vs. Today Was A Fairytale

Mr. Perfectly Fine vs. We Were Happy

That’s When vs. Don’t You vs. Bye Bye Baby

Speak Now Era 🎆

Mine vs. Sparks Fly

Dear John vs. Mean

The Story Of Us vs. Never Grow Up

Enchanted vs. Better Than Revenge

Innocent vs. Haunted

Last Kiss vs. Long Live

Ours vs. Superman

Electric Touch vs. When Emma Falls In Love

I Can See You vs. Castles Crumbling

Foolish One vs. Timeless

Red Era 🧣

State of Grace vs. Red

Treacherous vs. I Knew You Were Trouble

All Too Well vs. 22 (Taylor’s Version)

I Almost Do vs. We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together

Stay Stay Stay vs. The Last Time

Holy Ground vs. Sad Beautiful Tragic

Everything Has Changed vs. Starlight

Come Back…Be Here vs. Girl At Home

Ronan vs. Better Man

Nothing New vs. Babe

All Too Well vs. 22 (original version)

Forever Winter vs. Run

The Very First Night vs. Safe & Sound vs. Eyes Open

1989 Era 🏙️

Welcome to New York vs. Blank Space

Style vs. Out Of The Woods

All You Had To Do Was Stay vs. Shake It Off

I Wish You Would vs. Bad Blood

This Love vs. I Know Places

Clean vs. Wonderland

You Are In Love vs. New Romantics

Slut! vs. Say Don’t Go

Now That We Don’t Talk vs. Is It Over Now? vs. Sweeter Than Fiction

Reputation Era 🐍

I Did Something Bad vs. Don’t Blame Me

Delicate vs. Look What You Made Me Do

So It Goes…vs. Gorgeous

Getaway Car vs. King Of My Heart

Dancing With Our Hands Tied vs. Dress

This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things vs. Call It What You Want vs. New Year’s Day

Lover Era 💘

I Forgot That You Existed vs. Cruel Summer

Lover vs. The Man

The Archer vs. I Think He Knows

Miss Americana & The Heartbreak Prince vs. Paper Rings

London Boy vs. Soon You’ll Get Better

You Need To Calm Down vs. Afterglow

ME! vs. Daylight vs. All Of The Girls You’ve Loved Before

folklore era 🌲

the 1 vs. cardigan

the last great american dynasty vs. exile

my tears ricochet vs. mirrorball

seven vs. august

this is me trying vs. illicit affairs

invisible string vs. mad woman

epiphany vs. betty

hoax vs. the lakes

evermore era 🍂

willow vs. champagne problems

‘tis the damn season vs. tolerate it

coney island vs. ivy

cowboy like me vs. long story short

marjorie vs. closure

evermore vs. right where you left me

Midnights Era 🌌

Lavender Haze vs. Maroon

Anti-Hero vs. Snow On The Beach

You’re On Your Own, Kid vs. Question…?

Vigilante Sh*t vs. Bejeweled

Karma vs. Sweet Nothing

Mastermind vs. The Great War

Bigger Than The Whole Sky vs. Paris

Glitch vs. Would’ve Could’ve Should’ve

Dear Reader vs. Hits Different vs. You’re Losing Me

The Tortured Poets Department Era ✒️

Fortnight vs. The Tortured Poets Department

My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys vs. Down Bad

So Long, London vs. But Daddy I Love Him

Fresh Out The Slammer vs. Florida!!!

Guilty As Sin? vs. Who’s Afraid Of Little Old Me?

I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can) vs. loml

Clara Bow vs. The Black Dog

imgonnagetyouback vs. The Albatross

Chloe Or Sam Or Sophia Or Marcus vs. How Did It End?

So High School vs. I Hate It Here

thanK you aIMee vs. The Prophecy

Cassandra vs. Peter

The Bolter vs. Robin vs. The Manuscript

The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived vs. The Alchemy

Other 🎸

Carolina vs. Beautiful Ghosts

Christmas Must Be Something More vs. Christmas Tree Farm

Crazier vs. I Don’t Wanna Live Forever

Renegade vs. The Alcott

[shortmexicangirl]

graphical representation of how songs on Speak Now (Taylor's Version) correspond to different miraculous ships/characters because YEAHHHH DATA!!!

full breakdown of each song and their corresponding category under the cut!

mine - feligami

“You learn my secrets and you figure out why I'm guarded / You say we’ll never make our parents mistakes”

sparks fly - marichat (in elation)

“Kiss me on the sidewalk, take away the pain”

back to december - first half of s5 ladynoir

“You gave me roses and I left them there to die”

speak now - adrienette (in emotion)

“Horrified looks from everyone in the room / But I'm only lookin' at you”

dear john - adrien @ gabriel agreste (gabriel agreste SUCKS #1)

“Well, maybe it's me and my blind optimism to blame / Or maybe it's you and your sick need to give love and take it away”

mean - marinette @ gabriel agreste (in pretension specifically) (gabriel agreste SUCKS #2)

“All you are is mean / And a liar, and pathetic / And alone in life, and mean / And mean, and mean, and mean”

story of us - s4 ladynoir

“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”

never grow up – emilie @ adrien

“You got nothing to regret / I'd give all I have, honey / If you could stay like that”

enchanted — love square

“These are the words I held back / As I was leaving too soon / I was enchanted to meet you / Please, don't be in love with someone else”

better than revenge — marinette @ lila

"She's not a saint and she's not what you think, she's an actress"

innocent — ladybug (in strike back)

“Wasn't it easier in your lunchbox days? / Always a bigger bed to crawl into / Wasn't it beautiful when you believed in everything / And everybody believed in you?”

haunted — ladynoir (post chat blanc)

“I'm holding my breath / Won't lose you again / Something's made your eyes go cold”

last kiss — ok… i’ve always said this song is ladynoir because i miss them and i’m biased but post revolution it’s gotta be adrienette

“I do recall now the smell of the rain / Fresh on the pavement, I ran off the plane / That July ninth, the beat of your heart / It jumps through your shirt / I can still feel your arms”

long live — ladynoir (always but especially in revolution)

“Long live all the mountains we moved / I had the time of my life fighting dragons with you / I was screaming, "Long live that look on your face" / And bring on all the pretenders I’m not afraid”

ours — adrienette

“I love the riddles that you speak / And any snide remarks from my father about your tattoos / Will be ignored, 'cause my heart is yours”

superman — ladrien (adrien’s pov) (these specific lyrics are LITERALLY that chat blanc ladrien scene)

“I'm lovestruck and looking out the window / Don't forget, don't forget where I'll be / Right here, wishing the flowers were from you / Wishing the card was from you”

electric touch — adrienette (post kwami’s choice)

marinettes pov: “Just the first time ever hangin' out with you tonight / I've got my money on things goin' badly / Got a history of stories ending sadly / Still hoping that the fire won't burn me / Just one time” adriens pov: “I've been left in the rain, lost and pining / I'm tryin' hard not to look like I'm trying / ‘Cause every time I tried hard for love, it fell apart”

when emma falls in love - marinette dupain-cheng

“When Emma falls in love, she paces the floor / Closes the blinds and locks the door / When Emma falls in love, she calls up her mom / Jokes about the ways that this one could go wrong / She waits and takes her time / 'Cause Little Miss Sunshine always thinks it's gonna rain"

i can see you — feligami

“I've been watchin' you for ages / And I spend my time tryin' not to feel it / But what would you do if I went to touch you now? / What would you do if they never found us out?”

castles crumbling — ladybug (in strike back)

“And I feel like my castle's crumbling down / And I watch all my bridges burn to the ground / And you don't want to know me, I will just let you down / You don't wanna know me now”

foolish one —adrigami (kagami’s pov)

“Cause you got her on your arm and me in the wings / I'll get your longing glances, but she'll get your ring / And you will say you had the best of intentions / And maybe I will finally learn my lesson”

timeless — love square

“We would have been timeless / Cause I believe that we were supposed to find this / So, even in a different life, you still would've been mine”

ok and i'm DONE! join me next time i try to push my taylor x miraculous agenda on you all

[velarisnightsky444]

✨assigning taylor swift songs to each of my acotar ocs✨

this is purely self indulgent. ignore this if you want lol i just thought it would be fun. i'll also add who the song would be about in their lives

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ::･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Astraea(Dark Paradise)(Astraea x Nesta) her story: ao3 // wattpad

Songs Castles Crumbling Nothing New my tears ricochet Anti-Hero The Great War

About Nesta The Way I Loved You Jump Then Fall Untouchable Come in With the Rain The Other Side of the Door Forever Winter Delicate Gorgeous New Years Day Lover Afterglow Snow on the Beach State of Grace

About Luna Breathe Bigger Than The Whole Sky

About Saphira Never Grow Up Safe and Sound

About Demetri You All Over Me Clean mad woman no body no crime Would've Could've Should've

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ::･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Evelina(Stargirl)(Evelina x Azriel) her story: ao3 // wattpad

songs: Fifteen 22 The Lucky One The Man the last great american dynasty this is me trying Vigilante Shit The Bolter

About Elio Picture to Burn Cold as You Should've Said No White Horse Tell me Why You're Not Sorry Dear John I Knew You Were Trouble All Too Well Is It Over Now? tolerate it happiness The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived

About Eden tis the damn season dorothea ivy Maroon High Infidelity

About Azriel seven Stay Beautiful Fearless Love Story Today was a Fairytale Innocent Begin Again You Are in Love Don't Blame Me So It Goes... King of my Heart I Think He Knows Paper Rings peace Labyrinth But Daddy I Love Him Guilty as Sin? I Can Fix Him(No Really I Can) So High School

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ::･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Mariangela(Cherry Blossom)(Mariangela x Feysand) her story: ao3 // wattpad

songs: The Albatross I Hate it Here Tied Together with a Smile When Emma Falls in Love The Archer mirrorball hoax thanK you aIMee

About Tamlin(with some lyric changes) You're Losing Me Who's Afraid of Little Old Me? Peter

About Feyre Teardrops on my Guitar You Belong with Me Speak Now Wildest Dreams willow Lavender Haze Sparks Fly

About Rhys Superstar Superman Stay Stay Stay Starlight ...Ready For it? Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince

About Feyre and Rhys I'm Only Me When I'm With You Ours Timeless Holy Ground This Love "Slut!" Dress Call It What You Want invisible string Sweet Nothing

✧･ﾟ: ✧･ﾟ::･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

Samara(How to Disappear)(Samara x Morrigan) her story: ao3 // wattpad

songs: The Outside Invisible Foolish One the lakes evermore right where you left me You're On Your Own, Kid

About Mor Mine Enchanted I Can See You Treacherous The Very First Night Style I Know Places Dancing With Our Hands Tied Cruel Summer Cornelia Street illicit affairs

About Nesta The Best Day The Last Time

[eleventhhourfactor]

Normally, I don't post about alternate universes unless I've managed a story out of them. Headcanon and AU ramble territory is already covered; why add more, especially when it's all branched out from an idea that wasn't even mine to start with?

That, my friends, are the words I'd say if I were a quitter (or at the very least, capable of shame anymore). With a cat on my lap and a recurring idea in my head, it's time to buckle down and write out the bones and vibes of the latest thing that's grabbed ahold of my brain: an interpretive take on the aftermath of @profbastard's Castlevania AU, wherein Luigi becomes a vampire. As it stands at the moment, said creator has migrated off Tumblr to Insta, so if you want to see where he's going with the actual story, go check him out there.

Also, before I get into things and go under the cut (cw for blood and body horror), here's the cat tax.

Still with me? This post is long, but don't let it flop, y'all. Let's-a go.

Summary

Remember when Smash Bros. Ultimate dropped? Remember that trailer where Luigi was poking around a castle, showing off the latest Poltergust for a Luigi's Mansion that hadn't come out yet, and then died before Simon came into the picture? Shoot, have you ever done Luigi's classic mode on Smash Ultimate, where the final fight is Dracula himself?

The Castlevania AU is what happens if Dracula got the jump on Luigi.

Now, with it being an ongoing story, I hate to delve into much beyond the fact that it's all leading up to a pretty big fight. What interests me the most is what comes after that, in this particular timeline where crossovers are common, and how exactly Luigi's vampirism would be taken by friends and family across time and space.

There's also a point where I go off-timeline and involve the famiglia introduced in the 2023 movie, but that's best left to another post if anyone is still interested by then. For now, let's dive into the aftermath and some other things that come after.

Immediately After the Big Bad Battle

With Dracula and Mario both out for the count, Luigi takes it upon himself to get his brother out of there and back home. He comes very close to dying again on the way, what with having to outrun the rising sun, but he makes it back to town. He doesn't remember anything from then until waking up in the medical wing, where Mario is beyond relieved to see him awake. Turns out he only got hit by a stone from the crumbling castle walls, while Luigi nearly burned up. Thankfully, vampires heal quickly, especially when hooked up to an IV blood supply, but it was still scary for Mario to watch. He decides, then and there, to not tell Luigi just how afraid he'd been of losing him--both to death, and to Dracula's thrall.

Seeing that Luigi had been out for a day and a half, and that news travels fast across worlds, it didn't take long for his fellow fighters to send cards his way. The first one he read (which easily became one of his favorites) was from Bowser Jr. and the Koopalings, consisting of a folded-over posterboard with an illustration of Luigi besting Dracula. By the looks of things, Junior might've heard a more embellished account (Luigi doesn't remember setting Drac on fire, for starters), but it was still sweet, reading the first of many well wishes with Mario by his side. No one has a harsh word for him. Instead, he's been worried over, enough to warrant advice and assistance from friends across the universe. It'll be a while before he takes anyone up on their offers, but when he finally gets used to his new life, he'll reach out and take their help.

For now, though, he's still shaken by what he's become, and what he'll have to do to stay alive.

It's right about then that Sonic and Tails arrive, laden with get-wells from everyone the brothers had met during the Olympics. Sonic dumps it all on the bed as Tails apologizes for their lateness; Sonic had personally gone around to everybody they knew and refused to leave until they wrote something. Heck, he even got Eggman to send along a card! Something about all this brings a tear to Luigi's eye, and before he knows it, he's sobbing, overwhelmed by everyone's kindness before scrambling back from those gathered.

What was he doing, letting so many people get close to him? Didn't they know what a vampire could do? It was one thing to have Mario nearby, but with three heartbeats calling out? He's afraid of losing control, of hurting them, like he'd nearly done the night before. Sonic immediately shuts that down. Last he checked, he was the fastest thing alive; therefore, if Luigi tried anything, Sonic would see it coming from a mile away and would be able to get everyone out of dodge. It takes a while to trust him and stop believing that he'll do something wrong, but Luigi comes around by the time Sonic and Tails have to leave. They promise to drop by before the next Olympics.

Luigi the Vampire Bro

Becoming a vampire has the potential to strip the victim of their humanity. Such a thing has not happened to Luigi, though he constantly fears that it will.

Some things about vampires, it turns out, were true. Others, thankfully, were not. Sure, he'd gotten rather pale, and his eyes had gone red and nearly cat-like, but he could still cook with garlic and see himself in mirrors made in the current century. There are a few mirrors in Peach's castle that are silver-backed, which renders him invisible in their presence--a trait Peach puts to use whenever she invites Luigi out to search for antiques.

The sun is very much his enemy now, made bearable only with the help of magic and parasols. Tails had given him an umbrella that automatically tilts to block the sun, and he never leaves the house without it. He also never goes anywhere without a bespoke protection charm, enchanted by Kamek to keep his senses in check, as well as a special sunshine-shielding badge from Sarasaland, courtesy of Daisy.

It becomes very clear that most of the foods Luigi loved before are not exactly appealing, nor nutritious, for a fledgling vampire. Aside from a handful of dishes that incorporate animal blood, Luigi's diet now consists of plasma fruit (I borrowed from the Sims and I have no shame, but I'm gonna say Peasley gifted the kingdom an orchard), the occasional tap into someone he trusts, and the bags of blood that E. Gadd brings around every week. The Professor has been very helpful in making life more accommodating for him, but Luigi has made a point to never ask where he's getting all this blood from. Some things are best unanswered.

(For those wanting to know, E. Gadd's getting it from animals, particularly New Donk City-raised rats. Plentiful, never-ending supply, and with the right treatments, perfectly safe for vampire consumption.)

Factor Takes on the 2024 Olympics

For those not familiar, the Mario and Sonic series went from a collection of sports minigames with the franchise's stars to…the same thing, but with dream events and a story mode starting with the 2012 installment. The stories usually involve the main antagonists getting up to no good while everyone else is chilling and having fun, with Eggman mostly in charge and Bowser as his lackey. After 2020, though, I wouldn't blame Bowser for sitting out on whatever Eggman's cooking up next.

The way I see the Olympics even working is for everyone involved to be warped to a pocket dimension--one that is pretty much a given Earth city, but branches off of whatever Earth is currently doing. It's the Earth that sees weird stuff all the time, so two worlds' worth of characters dropping in to play sports for two weeks is given a handwave.

By this point, Luigi's become a lot more comfortable with who he is, though he can't help but be a little shy upon seeing everyone again in Paris. The extended Sonic crew are more than happy to see him, though, and immediately set about to making him feel right at home. There's even a couple of new competitors this year: Cream the Rabbit, and Sage the AI. Sage mostly hangs back with Eggman during all this, watching from afar while Eggman sits and schemes. After the last failed Olympics plot, the Doctor's on his own; Bowser would rather not get killed doing the dirty work again.

So far, so good. Luigi is relieved that the shipment of plasma fruit made it to the kitchens, ready to be blended into nourishing smoothies to consume between events. He goes to bed, confident that things are going to go all right, that he won't have to actually consume any blood in front of anyone.

And then, the fruits go missing.

It wasn't apparent that something was wrong until after lunch, when he found himself in the kitchen sipping at a reserve bag while the chefs explained what had transpired. The crates had vanished sometime between last night and this morning, and for all that the crew were doing to locate them, not a trace could be found. They offer to slip blood into his sport bottles instead (which would be specially marked for him), but Luigi refuses. He drinks up for now, tells the crew to save the rest of the stock, and proceeds to play his heart out, pushing himself to perform for days without daring to touch the backups, even for dinner. Two or three days in, he's completely spent, wandering back to the cafeteria in a daze as his friends try to figure out what's wrong. He hadn't told anyone what he'd found out, hoping to find the fruit before things got bad, but it was all going downhill fast.

It's right about there that he comes across Eggman and Sage, who had been conspicuously absent all day, arguing about the nanobots Eggman wishes to deploy to ensure his own victory.

Turns out, Eggman had absconded with the precious fruits, wanting to turn their iron content into something he found more useful than consumption. With the right tools, each little fruit could become a synthesizer, pumping out nanobots and other things necessary for the Eggman Empire. If Luigi was truly a vampire, then surely he wouldn't have trouble finding something else to eat. Heck, maybe he'd be able to thin out the competition a little.

By this point, Luigi is seething. Here he was, threatening to pass out every other step, while his food supply had been taken to fulfill another one of the Doctor's self-serving plans. To couple it with such dismissal, along with the notion of feeding off of his friends, is enough to make him snap. It might've been a year since he'd last lost control of himself, but the monstrous form he assumes comes to him without a hitch, overwhelming him with a single directive: to rip out Eggman's throat.

Imagine something like that, but a few feet shorter, covered with the tatters of athletic wear. Imagine it charging at you with its fangs bared, all sense of reasoning gone out the window. This is Luigi's dreaded monster form, the very thing Dracula pushed him toward, being turned against another force out to mess with him. Had it not been for Sage's shields and the intervention of passersby, Eggman would've likely lost his head. After that brush with death, Eggman is more than willing to hand over the rest of the plasma fruit, though he holds on to the nanobots he's already made.

Sonic alone can't stop Luigi when he's like this. No one person can. Between Silver's telekinetic grip, Shadow and Knuckles pushing back against him, and Sonic getting Eggman out of the room, it takes everything Mario has to stay calm and find something to sate his bro. He's able to get to the kitchen and back with a bag before anyone gets hurt, except for him, because Luigi was quick to jump for the blood and ended up nicking Mario in the process.

Everyone holds their breath as Luigi drinks up, not daring to move a muscle. When he regains control of himself, he's horrified. Here he was, a monster amongst them, with Mario bloodied and backing away from him like all the others staring at him. With the wide berth he was given, Luigi takes the opportunity to escape, fleeing out of the village and into the city to get away from them before he hurt someone else.

In hindsight, he should've ran for the hills. The city, however, will have to do. Perhaps he can become one with the many, many gargoyles, passing time well out of anyone's reach.

He didn't deserve to be reached out to, anyway.

----

EDIT: going to tag some peeps in this post, since it occurred to me that with the winter storm, some of y'all might not be on for a bit.

So, for those who might be interested, time to list you off. Do let me know if monsters aren't your thing.

@peaches2217 @loud-kid2 @itsavee4117 @bberetd @giddlygoat @silenzahra @vbnhuet @vulpixfairy1985 @akiiame-blog

[userlaylivia]

what are your top 5 taylor swift songs from each album?

ty bb ily 😘😘 so I'll mostly stick to the og albums for this because her vault tracks are so good it's hard to choose lmao I'll probably do honorable mentions for those lol and debut will be hard since it's my least favorite album but I'll try lol

debut:

should've said no

cold as you

teardrops on my guitar

picture to burn

I'm only me when I'm with you

fearless:

you're not sorry

white horse

you belong with me

fearless

the way I loved you

speak now:

enchanted

back to december

the story of us

innocent

haunted

honorable mentions: timeless, castles crumbling, when emma falls in love, I can see you, mine, sparks fly, dear john, last kiss

red:

all too well (og & 10 minute version)

everything has changed

the last time

sad beautiful tragic

we are never ever getting back together

honorable mentions from tv: better man, message in a bottle, the very first night, I almost do

1989:

this love

wildest dreams

all you had to do was stay

you are in love

out of the woods

honorable mentions: say don't go, now that we don't talk, suburban legends, is it over now?, slut!, clean, blank space, shake it off, i know places (there's just so many good ones!!!!!)

reputation:

look what you made me do

...ready for it

I did something bad

getaway car

call it what you want

lover:

daylight

cornelia street

afterglow

death by a thousand cuts

cruel summer

honorable mentions: lover, the archer, miss americana and the heartbreak prince

folklore:

exile

illicit affairs

my tears ricochet

cardigan

august

honorable mentions: this is me trying, betty, invisible string, the 1

evermore:

champagne problems

willow

coney island

tolerate it

'tis the damn season

honorable mentions: right where you left me, ivy, happiness, gold rush

midnights:

maroon

bigger than the whole sky

the great war

labyrinth

hits different

honorable mentions: lavender haze, snow on the beach, anti hero, you're on your own kid, would've could've should've, you're losing me

[enchantedalexia]

every surprise song for the us leg of The Eras Tour

3/17 mirrorball & tim mcgraw

3/18 this is me trying & state of grace

3/24 our song & snow on the beach

3/25 cowboy like me feat. marcus mumford & white horse

3/31 sad beautiful tragic & ours

4/1 death by a thousand cuts & clean

4/2 jump then fall & the lucky one

4/13 speak now & treacherous

4/14 the great war feat. aaron dessner & you’re on your own, kid

4/15 mad woman feat. aaron dessner & mean

4/21 wonderland & you’re not sorry

4/22 a place in this world & today was a fairytale

4/23 begin again & cold as you

4/28 the other side of the door & coney island

4/29 high infidelity & gorgeous

4/30 i bet you think about me & how you get the girl

5/5 sparks fly & teardrops on my guitar

5/6 out of the woods & fifteen !!!

5/7 would’ve could’ve should’ve feat. aaron dessner & mine

5/12 gold rush & come back … be here

5/13 forever and always & this love

5/14 hey stephen & the best day

5/19 should’ve said no & better man

5/20 question…? & invisible

5/21 i think he knows & red (her piano broke during the last rain show)

5/26 getaway car feat. jack antonoff & maroon

5/27 holy ground & false god

5/28 welcome to new york & clean (again)

6/2 i wish you would & the lakes

6/3 you all over me feat marren morris & i don’t wanna live forever

6/4 hits different & the moment i knew

6/9 haunted & i almost do

6/10 all you had to do was stay & breathe

6/16 mr. perfectly fine & the last time

6/17 seven feat. aaron dessner & the story of us

6/23 paper rings & if this was a movie

6/24 dear john & daylight

6/30 i’m only me when i’m with you & evermore

7/1 ivy feat. aaron dessner & i miss you i’m sorry by gracie feat. gracie abrams & call it what you want to

7/7 never grow up & when emma falls in love

7/8 last kiss (on the koi fish guitar) & dorothea

7/14 picture to burn & timeless

7/15 starlight & back to december

7/22 this is why we can’t have nice things & everything has changed

7/23 message in a bottle & tied together with a smile

7/29 right where you left me feat. aaron dessner & castles crumbling

7/30 stay stay stay & all of the girls you loved before

8/3 i can see you & maroon (again)

8/4 our song (again) & you are in love

8/5 death by a thousand cuts (again) & you’re on your own, kid (again)

8/7 dress & exile

8/8 i know places & king of my heart

8/9 new romantics & new year’s day

—end of first leg—

10/18- tim mcgraw, timeless & this is me trying, daylight

10/19- should’ve said no, i did something bad & loml, white horse

10/20- out of the woods, all you had to do was stay & mirrorball, guilty as sin?

10/25- our song, call it what you want & the black dog, haunted

10/26- espresso, is it over now?, please please please with sabrina carpenter & hits different, welcome to new york

10/27- afterglow, dress & how you get the girl, clean

11/1- the albatross, holy ground & cold as you, exile

11/2- the prophecy, this love & maroon, cowboy like me

11/3- cornelia street, the bolter & death by a thousand cuts, the great war

purple- guitar songs pink-piano songs blue- both

[pep-rambles]

Hey, I saw your lucifer swiftie playlist...the thing is it is not available in my country...so I can't even see which songs are in that playlist... I've thinking whether or not to ask but...if it isn't much of a hassle, can I know which songs are in his swiftie playlist?

1-19 Just songs I think he'd vibe to with no real personal context

Hey Stephen

The Man

Stay Beautiful

Marjorie

Better Than Revenge

Mad Woman

You Need to Calm Down

Love Story

Holy Ground

Fearless

Cardigan

August

Betty

Mine

Clara Bow

The Last Great American Dynasty

You Belong With Me

Miss Americana

Illicit Affairs

20-21 Brief Early Luclilith/Adam’sApple/Eden Polycule (whatever your vibe) section

But Daddy I Love Him

Guilty As Sin?

22-24 Songs For Charlie

Never Grow Up

Robin

Safe And Sound

25-36 His fall/ Depression

 Nothing New

I Hate it Here

Would've, Could've, Should've

Castles Crumbling

Mirrorball

Dear Reader

The Archer

You're On Your Own Kid

This is Me Trying

It’s Time to Go

 Anti-Hero

The Prophecy 

37-72 Lilith leaving

All Too Well (10 minute version)

Dancing With Our Hands Tied

A Perfectly Good Heart

loml

My Tears Ricochet

Say Don't Go

Tolerate It

Cruel Summer

Down Bad

Getaway Car

The Story of Us

Forever and Always (Piano version)

Haunted

Hits Different

Champagne Problems

You're Losing Me

Breathe

Death By a Thousand Cuts

Red

Cold a You

Last Kiss

Coney Island

The Moment I Knew

Mr. Perfectly Fine

Now That We Don't Talk

I Look in People’s Windows

You All Over Me

Sad Beautiful Tragic

Don't You

Happiness

All You to Do Was Stay

Exile

Right Where You Left Me

Maroon

Evermore

Is it Over Now?

72-110 RadioApple shenanigans

Gorgeous

Sparks Fly

Glitch

I Can See You

Labyrinth

Untouchable

Enchanted

The Other Side of the Door

Blank Space

ME!

Message In A Bottle

I Think He Knows

Long Story Short

Electric Touch

Wildest Dreams

Snow On The Beach

Willow

Daylight

Begin Again

Treacherous

Cowboy Like Me

Don't Blame Me

State of Grace

Style

Cornelia Street

End Game

Everything Has Changed

...Ready For It

Mastermind

So It Goes...

Out Of The Woods

Ours

King of My Heart

The Albatross

Paris

Hoax

I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)

False God

110-116 Finally standing up to Heaven and empowering Hell

Bad Blood

I Bet You Think About Me

Who’s Afraid of Little Old Me

Look What You Made Me Do

Karma

Long Live