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anonymous asked:

I used to look up to Taylor and think she had my (gay) back but she wants us gone and so ok, we are worthless to her, I will go. She can keep her special Toe groupies and fuck off.

I don’t think it has anything to do with you being gay, like I truly don’t. I don’t know why Taylor reblogged that post about “300 people know.” but I do agree it was messy, and I completely understand why you feel alienated. I guess for me, I don’t understand why she felt the need to tell the secret session attendees that the song is about her “heaven sent, angelic boyfriend of a year” (girl you are 27 years old, please stop) and instructed said attendees to “get” anyone who theorizes differently. It creates a superiority in a fandom that already has a MASSIVE problem with that.

For me, one of my favorite things about Taylor’s music (and all music/art really) is that it’s subjective and people can relate it to their own personal experiences in their lives. In my opinion, her so aggressively demanding that people spread the word that this and all other love songs on “Reputation” are about Joe kind of takes that away, because now it’s like “oh, I like girls, but I can’t think of this song in that context because that’s absolutely not what it’s about” or “I think Joe is cute at best, but he’s gorgeous and if I say other wise Imma get GOT.” People are ALWAYS going to tinhat and theorize that the songs are about other people (in this case Tom/Calvin/Karlie etc), but most people would’ve assumed it’s about Joe on their own, so I really don’t understand why she feels the need to push it so hard.

Wish I had a bushel
Wish I had a peck
Wish I had Dick Spencer
With a rope around his neck

Hey! Round and round Spencer’s grave
Round and round we go
Gonna lay that Proud Boy down
He won’t get up no more

Now little Dick he won’t last long
Tell you the reason why
We’re a-gonna kick that Dick
Till he breaks down and cries

Hey! Round and round Spencer’s grave
Round and round we go
Gonna lay that Proud Boy down
He won’t get up no more

I’m a-goin’ down to DC
To Mister Spencer’s town
Gonna take a hammer
And break his playhouse down

Hey! Round and round Spencer’s grave
Round and round we go
Gonna lay that Proud Boy down
He won’t get up no more

Now little Dick is traveling mighty fast
But he’s on a one-way track
Tried to speak in Florida
And had to scurry back

Hey! Round and round Spencer’s grave
Round and round we go
Gonna lay that Proud Boy down
He won’t get up no more

When the darkness comes

Pairing Pietro Maximoff x reader

Summary:  Pietro hearing you scream when a nightmare woke you up so he comforts you.

Word Count: 1603

Warnings: mention of nightmare and being chased

Song Prompt: All i ask of you from the phantom of the opera

A/N: This is my entry for @propertyofpoeandbucky‘s writing challenge. I hope you will all like it.  I want to thank @agentpeggicarter for all of her help, from reading it over to coming up eith the title. Your suggestions were excellent.

@sprinkleofhappinessuniverse  @buckys-fossil  @writing-journeyx  @ohyesmarvel 

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Like legit, no joke. A scene that I was stuck on for a majority of this month in Song of the Waves has been solved and I feel like crying oh my god…I really want to write Tales of Merlia, but I’m saving it for November.

Eh, I’ll put it in my notebook.

But it reminded me of my precious project.

Soon my dear.

I shall return to Jade Island. <3

i can’t believe it’s just now that i’m remembering the reason we all put our hearts on the line for taylor is BECAUSE there’s a little bit of her at the center of all our hearts!! 
she’s the girl pretending her crush isn’t there so she won’t have to swallow her troublesome heart to talk to him. she’s the girl who makes lifetimes out of one person’s smile. she can build all of that out of a feeling, out of a few meetings and a few laughs, and honestly don’t we all??? we’re all the girl!!! 
and of course, so is she!!

DOUSED

Sitting in the dark
With the same feeling
In the air tonight
And I’m sinking in your shadow
And killing myself in my mind
Courtesy of your empty eyes
You’re next to me
But I hear you calling from miles away
Maybe its just our ghost
Reminding me
But I remember already
And I’m lighting myself on fire
Every time your tongue meets your teeth
I still feel the same
When I’m sitting in the pitch black
Listening to you breathe
You’re with me in my dreams
I remember when you said it’d sting
Ripping you apart at the seams
And I still hear you singing to me
When I’m miles away from where we’re lying
Arms open to the telephone wires
And legs crossed on the ledge
Sitting in the dark

You’re with me in my dreams
I remember when you said it’d sting

I still see you out of the corner of my eye
God, what’d I do to end up in here again
Your body is a painting
And the eyes are following me
Even when I’m asleep
I can feel it coming tonight
With the water in your lungs
And the fire in your eyes
I’ve never felt a body so warm
And a heart so cold
I’ll keep killing myself
Until I’m right for this
Thats what I always did
I always did
And I ended it before it could start
But I feel it starting again
I’m gonna light myself on fire
Keep your cigarette lit
While the fuel is dripping down my skin
You’re with me in my dreams
I remember when you said it’d sting
And it did
The arms I feel the safest in
Are the ones that choked me to death
Keep them outstretched
Standing on the ledge
I see you out the corner of my eye

You’re with me in my dreams
I remember when you said it’d sting

Dousing the flame
But it keeps igniting
The streetlights
They recognize us
Without trying
Its only eleven past three
And you’ve already got your hands wrapped around my throat
The violence dripping from your fingertips
But I love it
You’re sitting on the bed
With our words hanging off the edge
You’re watching me burn
Letting the words go cold
Sitting on your tongue
I didn’t think I’d end up here again
Begging for the taste of blood on fingertips
I guess we both forgot
How we both behaved
Cause the ghosts
All their screams started to sound the same
But its coming around again
The coldest waves that we’ll get
Always remind us of what it was
The arms I feel the emptiest in
Are the ones that brought me back to life
Keep the wires in your hands
Begging for the edge

take my hand (let me)

Take my hand, love,

let us wander.

There are mountains to be scaled and

rivers to be forded, love,

out in the great unknown.

There’s adventure to be had

and I won’t have it alone.

So take my hand, love,

come with me, let me lead you home.

Take my hand, love, 

through the valleys, 

doesn’t matter where we are if 

only we’re together, love, 

out in the great unknown. 

We will sail across the world 

and we won’t stop til we’re old. 

So take my hand, love, 

stay with me, let me be your home.

Beautiful Song- Chapter 27

Virgil tutted as he stepped into the office, snatching the glass from the desk before Scott could pour into it,

“You do not need that.”

Scott scoffed, flopping back in the leather seat,

“Allow me one pleasure in life now that everybody hates me.”

“Don’t be so over dramatic,” He scolded, turning to replace the glass back in the cabinet.

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