Aries: And the cosmos said to Aries “To Aries, I leave to you in my will, my exuberant spirit, my sword crafted in crimson rubies and heaven’s bleach It can win any battle I bequeath my fascination and awe with everything and and anything and every happy memory from my childhood”
Taurus: And the cosmos said to Taurus “To
Taurus, I leave you to you in my will, my talent for making music in
every form, from dance to piano and the creativity that gives light to
the stars I leave you every moment of pleasure I ever experienced and my many fortunes”
Gemini: And the cosmos said to Gemini “To
Gemini, I leave to you in my will, my beautiful mind, the intellect
that can grasp anything in a moment, a golden notebook that can contain a
thousand thoughts a minute. How perfect for you.. Now you will have the ability to be nourished by reading so you do not have to eat or sleep”
Cancer: And the cosmos said to Cancer “To Cancer, I leave to you in my will, my ability to dream the dreams of the whole night sky A home to you by the sea, so the ocean will sing you to sleep every night while your loved ones are close by I leave you my divine child to raise and love, nobody can nurture like you”
Leo: And the cosmos said to Leo “To Leo, I leave you the complete paintbox of my creative genius, the colours and design that brought the universe to life I leave you the Sun, so that even when you feel sad, you know that the light is yours forever And the crown of the cosmos is yours, you are the sovereign heir, the world is your stage, so remember to always perform for me”
Virgo: And the cosmos said to Virgo “To
Virgo, I leave you my intelligence and eyes, that which conceives
beyond material into every finer design. Nobody else will see what you
see And my finest handiwork will be yours, I will leave
you the hands I crafted with for centuries by starlight. These are
filled with the minerals of healing and therapy, these can fix anything”
Libra: And the cosmos said to Libra “To Libra, I leave you my heart, it is the most striking of all, capable of consuming and generating all love and harmony I
leave you a life of peace, one free of treachery, unkindness or
dishonesty. My eye for design will be yours, the ability to bring worlds
together, turn colours into rainbows, and language into poetry”
Scorpio: And the cosmos said to Scorpio “To Scorpio, I leave you my sacred power, that which originated at the beginning of time, and you will visit this place often and become acquainted with the beauty of nothingness The most powerful healing tonic of the cosmos will be yours, ready for you when you become enlightened and aware I leave you the ability to be reborn, like me, again and again, so you will eventually fly on this dimension”
Sagittarius: And the cosmos said to Sagittarius “To Sagittarius, I leave you my stories and my archives, my records and my guides, my books and libraries All the knowledge of the cosmos will be yours I give you every drop of bottled laughter and joy You will hardly recognise a moment of sadness amongst the sheer delight” Capricorn: And the cosmos said to Capricorn “To Capricorn, I leave you my greatest talents and skills, I leave you my wisdom and my secret insights My
magic and mastery, and the strongest backbone at all, then you will
ability to stand tall amongst any obstacle you face down there”
Aquarius: And the cosmos said to Aquarius “To Aquarius, I leave you my genius, my intellectual brilliance, my ability to create worlds from pure imagination I leave you the heavenly knowledge that you will relish to share And
I leave you the whole world to protect, every dolphin, and baby, and
rainforest tree. You are my sovereign guardian. Mother Earth is your
Pisces: And the cosmos said to Pisces “To
Pisces, I leave you all of my dreams and vision, the canvas and
paintbox that mused the universe, the ability to make art out of emotion The whole ocean is yours, and when you submerge you will feel home, it will be nice to know, you can always visit home I
leave you everything, and most importantly, I leave you the ability to
see me everytime you see yourself, so you will know that you are
So I wrote this post before chapter 3 of OBSABH, speculating
about where Viktor was going when Yuuri jumped him in a hallway outside his
hotel room. I do so love to speculate
(even though I know my speculations range from ‘realistic’ to ‘ utterly ridiculous’). And today I got to speculating about one of
the other big mysteries from UMFB- what was Viktor intending to say to Yuuri when
he finds him in the deserted room (thus kicking off the doping scandal)? He never gets to say it, but here are some ideas:
Since we’re in Japan, are your family here? Because I want to meet them and I hope your
mum has brought all her old photo albums with her because if I don’t get to see your baby pictures I honestly might die.
My whole family have flown over here to watch me
skate. Come with me and meet the
Nikiforovs. There’s my mum, my dad, my 4
brothers and 6 sisters, their husbands and wives, my nieces and nephews (all 17
of them), my aunts, uncles and cousins, my cousins’ partners, my cousins’
children oh and of course my grandparents. I want to introduce you to them, since you’re
the love of my life and all. WAIT WHAT? You thought I was an ORPHAN?
I’m an orphan, as you know. My rink mates are my family. Come and meet them, because they basically think
you’re a ginormous dick because of the way you’ve treated me… but I know they’ll
like you if they get to know you.
I’m popping out to the shops. Since you’re practically moved into my hotel
room I thought I’d pick you up a toothbrush to keep there. Do you have a preferred colour?
I’m all out of condoms, and since you brought
one last night I thought I’d come and check if you have any more, because if
not, I’ll nip out and get some.
Since you seem to be up for trying new things in
the bedroom, I’ve made a list of New Sex Things we could try. Do you want to look it over and pick
something out for tonight? I’m thinking
number 8 might be a good one to try… or number 22…
I was just talking to Chris and he suggested a
threesome. Yes or no?
I’ve been thinking about things and I think you
might kind of like me. I need to know,
now, before I skate, because it’s driving me crazy.
I’ve been thinking about things and I love
you. I need to tell you because it’s
driving me crazy.
I’ve been thinking about things and… will you
Why did you come over to Europeans? TELL ME WHY!
I twisted my ankle when I tripped over last night
during sex, and I’m dropping out of the competition. I wanted you to be the first to know.
I brought you some painkillers because I don’t
want you to lose in the free skate because I fucked you too hard last night.
I’m skating for you today. Don’t take your eyes off me.
Be my date for the banquet tonight?
You left your underwear in my hotel room this
morning. I brought them to give back.
I’ve had enough.
This thing we have is breaking me and I can’t do it any more. Either we try to make it into something more,
or we end it.
I saw you slipping away and I was worried that
maybe you were meeting one of your Other Lovers. I know you hadn’t had any when we discussed this,
like, a fortnight ago, but you’re had plenty of time since then to find someone
There’s a few hours to go until the
competition. Fancy a quickie?
I saw you slipping away and I figured you were
probably sneaking off to take some sort of banned substance, so I thought I’d
come and stop you and thereby save your career.
Turns out I was right, so thank goodness I did. Oh no wait…
Bonus #21: Oh hi, Yuuri. I just saw you going this way and thought I’d follow you to say hi. For no particular reason. So… hi.
Since Summer is upon us and Riverdale is on hiatus we thought we would have a bit of fun to pass the time.
The aim of this challenge is for all Bughead shippers to get involved and get creative during the break.
Anyone can enter but please remember NO ship bashing. Any Anti-Bughead posts will be ignored
Your entries must be completed before the deadline provided.
You must tag ’Bughead Summer Hiatus’ in the first five tags of your post so we can reblog them. You can also tag ’Bugheadcentral’ but it’s not necessary.
The content should feature Bughead in some form. HOWEVER, we will accept character focused posts (as long as the characters are of Betty or Jughead).
PROMPTS & SCHEDULE
Challenge 1 (Monday 5th June - Sunday 18th June) - Edits: Best Of Us // Fanfiction: An Unpredictable Moment
Challenge 2 (Monday 19th June - Sunday 2nd July) - Edits: You Brought Colours Into My Life // Fanfiction: Three Wishes
Challenge 3 (Monday 3rd July - Sunday 16th July) - Edits: I’ll Write You A Song // Fanfiction: With This Ring
Challenge 4 (Monday 17th July - Sunday 30th July) - Edits: Lips // Fanfiction: Thankful I’m A Writer
Challenge 5 (Monday 31st July - Sunday 13th August) - Edits: We Have Suffered Enough // Fanfiction: Moral Dilemma
Challenge 6 (Monday 14th August - Sunday 27th August) - Edits: Skin // Fanfiction: Home Sweet Home
Challenge 7 (Monday 28th August - Sunday 10th Septemeber) - Edits: Family // Fanfiction: Voice
A few examples (if you are having troubles with any of the prompts): Best Of Us - What are your favourite Bughead moments? You Brought Colours Into My Life - Create a colourful gif or edit. I’ll Write You A Song - Create an edit with song lyrics. With This Ring - How would you imagine a Bughead proposal? Skin - Physical touches, intimacy etc… Home Sweet Home - Create a scene featuring Domestic Bughead. Voice - Create work featuring a beautiful speech (such as wedding vows) or an all-dialogue fic showcasing funny moments between them.
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For some reason, I can’t stop writing domestic bughead one-shots? And they always seem to take place at Betty’s house, while no one else is home? I can’t help it! Oh well, this is the fluff that my brain demands I write, I hope you enjoy <3
that death will take me soon, I cannot live this life much longer!” Jughead
flopped onto his back, dramatically throwing his arm over his eyes. Betty
glared at the raven-haired boy sprawled out on the pastel coloured sheets of
“Shut up, you
brought this on yourself,” she rolled her eyes at him sitting at the end of the
bed and hugging the blanket closer around her shoulders with a shiver.
“All I have
ever done is offer you love and affection, and
this? This is how the universe
repays me!” He whined noisily, prompting Betty to throw another glare his way
due to the sharp pain that his complaining added to her lingering headache.
told you that you’d get sick if you kissed me.” She sighed. He had removed the
arm covering his eyes, now staring at her with wide blue eyes.
really doing ‘I told you so’s right now?” He gasped, not relenting with the
dramatics, pushing himself up to sit against the headboard. “I am dying-”
“You have a
cold, you big baby.”
“I said I
am DYING, Betty.” He repeated
sternly. “Or at least the pounding inside my head makes me feel that way”
Jughead groaned, letting his head fall back against the headboard. “I don’t
remember what it’s like to not have a blocked nose.”
always been this much of a drama queen?” Betty called, pulling her legs up and
hugging them close to her body. She couldn’t help the whisper of a smile that
pulled on her lips as she gazed at him.
the most attractive look for either of them. Betty’s usually cream-coloured
skin was washed pale, contrasted with the large dark-circles that rested
beneath her eyes. With anyone else, Betty was sure she would be embarrassed of
her messy bun and overly baggy comfort clothes, but she had no shame, despite the
fact that she was sure that her illness caused her appearance to resemble that
of a zombie. At times like these, the
mirror propped on her vanity was the enemy. It helped that Jughead was not
winning any beauty contests at that moment either… His ebony curls had fallen
across his forehead causing them to dampen with sweat. A pink tint had coloured
the tip of his nose, matching the flush in his cheeks.
had first got sick a few days earlier, her boyfriend had been unbelievably sweet.
He had dropped by after school with a bag full of medicine and movies,
accompanied with a lopsided boyish smile that made Betty’s head spin for a
completely different reason.
“Seriously, don’t get too close”
she’d rasped with a cough while the lanky boy edged closer to her on the couch.
He paused for a moment and nodded. When she’d cast her eyes back to the screen,
she grinned when she felt him flop into the space beside her, his warm leg
pressed against hers. One of his arms snaked its way across the back of the
couch, coming to rest on her shoulder. “You’re going to get sick” she whispered,
biting her lip. She could feel his piercing blue eyes watching her, whilst
refusing to tear her own gaze away from the screen.
“What can I say Betts?” he mused
quietly, placing a light kiss in her hair, before his lips drifted down and
floated right beside her ear. “I guess I’m drawn to you.”
She breathed a laugh at his cheesy
remark, and finally relented, turning her gaze to his. His eyes were clear and
blue as the sky on a summer day, gazing at her with unfaltering adoration. She
was grinning widely, amazed by the boy that sat in front of her but suddenly
jerked her head back when he leaned towards her.
“I’m not going to let you kiss me!”
she squealed, “I will for sure infect you Juggie!” She turned her attention
back to tv, hoping it would deter him. When she felt him take her chin between
his thumb and his finger, she knew she was wrong. Gently, he turned her head
towards him and silently pressed his lips to hers softly.
He held her there for a moment,
cupping her face in his large hands, while butterflies pooled low in her
stomach, before pulling back. Jughead
waited for Betty’s eyes to flutter open and meet his, meadows of green locked
with floods of blue. He sighed quietly, “there is nothing in this world, or the
next, that will stop me from kissing you.”
watching me Betts” Jughead rasped, without opening his eyes, knowing the
feeling of his girlfriend’s gaze on him.
whispered close to his ear, his eyes snapping open in shock. He hadn’t heard or felt her move across the bed. He
vaguely registered that his sickness must be dulling his senses, noting the
grogginess he felt. Betty was now perched in front of him, sitting on her knees
and leaning forwards towards him, a frown resting on her face. “Are you okay
Juggie?” she murmured, concerned about the copious amounts of sweat he seemed
to be producing.
I told you. I am dying.” He tried to breathe a laugh but launched into a fit of
coughs, causing him to lean forward and rest his hands on his knees. Once he
steadied his breathing again, Jughead flopped heavily back against the
headboard, squeezing his eyes shut. “I’m fine Betty” he called hoarsely,
running a hand through his damp hair, grimacing at the feeling
He felt a
cool hand gently rest against his forehead, groaning at the relief it provided
for his fever-ridden body. “You’re very hot Jug.”
you, my dear. And I love you very much, but I am in no state to fool around
today” he deadpanned, yet smiled slightly as he heard Betty giggle.
is getting worse,” she muttered sympathetically and began tugging his hand. He
opened his eyes, confused by the sudden movement. “Come on, let’s go make some
just make it for me and let me wallow in my disease?” he groaned, exhausted by
the thought of moving from the bed. His girlfriend had laced their fingers
together and continued to pull on his arm, the tugs gradually becoming more
I’m sick too” she pouted at his resistance. Jughead’s eyes almost popped out of
his head when Betty suddenly jumped onto his lap, straddling him and looping
her arms around his neck. She looked straight into his eyes and calmly offered
“Jughead Jones, if you do not get out of this bed and help me make us some
soup, I am going to sneeze in your face.”
narrowed at her ultimatum, examining her face to size up whether the threat was
real. She smirked back at him challengingly, and grinned when he sighed. “Let’s
go make some soup!” he yelled sarcastically.
girlfriend returned his fake enthusiasm, and slipped off his lap, grabbing his
hand and pulling the lanky boy with her.
later, Jughead Jones lay on the couch at the Cooper residence, wrapped up in a
blanket which covered tangled limbs of his own, and the girl tucked under his
arm. Whilst Betty’s head had started to clear slightly, the fever ebbing
gently, her boyfriend was not so lucky. His skin still burned to touch, and he
swore the stabbing pain inside his head was only growing worse. His throat felt
like he had swallowed nothing but sandpaper for a week, and there was definitely no breathing through his nose
anymore. Jughead liked to make his pain known by periodically groaning loudly,
drowning out the dialogue of the movie they were only half-watching. Betty
switched between giggling at his despair whilst patronisingly cooing over him, poking
fun, and feeling genuine sympathy, littering small kisses all over his face in
an attempt to soothe his sorrow.
worth it?” Betty called to her boyfriend out of the blue, looking up at him
through her lashes.
brow furrowed in confusion at her vague question. “Was what worth it, my love?”
me, only to get sick?”
her that, despite being this sick and rundown, that Jughead Jones could still
look drop-dead gorgeous when he shot her his trademark boyish smile and leaned
in so their foreheads met.
“I would do
it a thousand times over” his whispered, full of sincerity. He leaned forward
and pressed his lips firmly against hers.
I am finally done with this!
I thought that since I made a piece for AkaKuro sibling AU from Kuroko’s POV, I’d make one from Akashi’s.
You have no idea how many undos I did just so my art would match as close to the original as possible.
Um…you’d probably don’t care but this is kinda like a companion piece to Be himself again
Also, um, for those who are reading this, I wondered if you noticed the colour scheme change, from grey to coloured and then back to black.
So it’s kinda like Kuroko brought light and colours (meaning) to Akashi’s world, and so when Akashi let his alter ego take over – so that he could keep the team together so Kuroko won’t be ‘crushed’ – his alter ego is essentially blocking the connections he has with those around him, cutting his ties with Kuroko, ultimately erasing colours (meaning) from his life.
At least in this AU, everything Akashi did is for Kuroko because Kuroko mean everything to him. …Yeah, I am slave to AkaKuro siblings AU.
Anyways, thanks for reading both my short comic and my rants guys, love you all lots for your support. It means a lot to me, really.
SO everyone’s been asking me for my story of how this amazing picture came into my life:
and so I thought I’d finally get round to sharing my story!! Sorry that it’s taken so long (almost a week - oops!) it’s just been totally crazy with me and I just want to take this chance to first of all thank you for all the reblogs, likes and support you guys gave me, and for being so kind and lovely after it finally happened!!
My 1989 tour story starts at the Glasgow date on 23rd June 2015 (although my story with @taylorswift starts way back). At the Glasgow date, I camped out with some lovely gals from @thescotlandsquad - @forever-dreaming-0f-you, @we-found-wonderland-in-1989, @taylorfreakinswiftt and @tayloralis0nswift! I was actually in Paris the weekend before at a convention, and was due to come home on the 23rd, but wouldn’t have made the concert so I swapped my flights over just so I could go. I wore my big white prom dress and camped all night (literally) with some of the best people - and something wonderful happened!! @taylorswift followed @forever-dreaming-0f-you and @tayloralis0nswift while we were on tumblr trying to let her know that we were already camping out for her!! We freaked out and it was the best. During the day of the concert we met up with a bunch of other fab people from @thescotlandsquad AND I FINALLY GOT TO MEET @panicatthetaylorswiftconcert!! This was all seriously cool and she brought Taylor’s coat that she got given in her valentines day package and she let me try it on and then Gaby said she was meeting Taylor and she took my scrapbook that I made for her in for me (which I will forver be grateful for and you are the best and I miss you) - side note THANK YOU TAYLOR FOR MAKING GABY SO HAPPY BECAUSE SHE IS THE SWEETEST - and then it was time for the show. I was in block 11, and it was the closest I had ever gotten to Taylor during a show (more on that later). I had the time of my life, although my dress was a bit too hot and it was hard to move but I really loved wearing it and people kept coming up to me to say how beautiful I looked and some people even asked for pictures with me, which was lovely. I got to speak to Sierra at the Taylor Nation booth and she was so so lovely. I bumped into @goodgirlwhoshopeful at the TN booth and we talked and then we had a picture of us taken (which would later end up on Taylor’s website!!) I then went to my seat and not long after, I see @nowthat-imclean and her mum being upgraded to pit!! Just after, I see @goodgirlwhoshopeful get upgraded too which is super cool. About halfway through the show, there was a message on the Scotland Squad facebook chat and it said that @oohiremember, @screaminggcolourr and @oohmymymyy had GOTTEN LOFT ‘89! Everyone really really wanted them to get it so we were all really really happy. And then I started to wonder if it was going to happen to me, since Taylor had been following me since May and had noticed my posts before. When it didn’t happen to me, I got so sad (I don’t even want to talk about how sad I was but if anyone saw me at the date after the concert was over you’ll know what I’m talking about.) But now I understand that it wasn’t meant to happen then, and that’s totally totally okay.
Flash forward to 26th June 2015. Initially, I was only planning on attending the Glasgow date of the 1989 tour, but this was the day it all changed. I was just browsing tumblr when I saw that @xomol was giving away a free ticket to the london show!! I quickly messaged to see if it was still available, and when she told me it was, I booked my train down without question. I had nowhere to stay or anything, I just hoped I would be able to stay in the train station overnight or something. I didn’t really care, all that mattered to me was seeing Taylor again. I narrowly missed my train the next day, and had to cry my way out of a £60 fine for getting on a later train (as technically my tickets weren’t valid). I got there eventually around 2pm and waited for Molly to arrive with my ticket. Around this time is when I bumped into @showyouincrediblethings who was an absolute darling and we queued for ages together! I got to meet up with my best friend @partyinhannahsroom and her sister while I was there too which was so great! I managed to find the (well hidden) Taylor Nation booth and Sierra was there again, and she recognised me from Glasgow! I said hi and I told her that it was a split decision and that I was just here because I kind of threw caution to the wind and emptied my bank account for the train down. She said she hoped I enjoyed the show and then I wandered off and managed to find @partyinhannahsroom by chance (since it was such a big place and it was all standing!) and then the concert started and Ellie Goulding was incredible and then Taylor came on and I stopped being able to cope with my life when she brought out the squad during Style - seriously Taylor OH MY GOD!! and then I wasn’t fussed about not being noticed by Andrea or anyone that night because I knew chances were really slim anyway and I just wanted to see Taylor again. I was so grateful to see the show a second time because this is the first tour where I’ve been able to go to multiple dates.
A week or so after that, I began to miss Taylor and the 1989 concert terribly, and I wondered about the idea of travelling to Asia to see the tour - since one of my ultimate goals is to see Taylor on every continent that she tours in. I put it out of my head and decided I couldn’t afford it, but when I started making money from my redbubble account I knew that seeing Taylor again was what I wanted to do with the money. I booked my hotel and invited @southwesteros to come to Singapore with me, since she studied it for her graded unit at college and she’d always wanted to visit there. I hadn’t bought my ticket by this point and the show was actually sold out, so I had to buy my ticket from viagogo. I was really worried about it being fake, but it wasn’t so that was good
As everyone who follows me knows, I madethis post about me attending 1989 Singapore this year after I found out where I would be sitting, and I reblogged it from August right through to just days before the concert. I knew there was no way I was going to be able to make any other dates this tour, so this was my last chance. I queued the post to post when I was sleeping, I constantly reblogged it whenever @taylorswift was online and started tweeting it to Taylor Nation on twitter and tagging them in posts about it on instagram. We flew out on November 6th and I didn’t hear anything for ages and ages and I was convinced it wasn’t going to happen, so I just got on my flight to Singapore. We were two hours delayed and then we finally got there on November 7th. When we got there, I logged on to the airport wifi (the first time I’d had wifi in around 24 hours) and I HAD AN EMAIL SAYING THAT TAYLOR NATION HAD DM’d ME ON TWITTER. I started to cry and I couldn’t deal with it and Gail had to calm me down,Then I replied and the next day I got a phonecall from Kevin to say that Taylor had seen my tumblr post that she loved it and everyone at Taylor Nation loved it and that she’d asked to meet me. I couldn’t believe it was finally happening! I thanked Kevin over and over again, and then he was like “we’ll see you tonight then!” and I said my goodbyes. We went around a shopping centre in Singapore and I was FREAKING OUT when I got another phone call - this time it was from Erica! She explained that it wasn’t an official meet and greet, and that it was going to happen backstage before Welcome To New York. She also said she was UPGRADING MY SEAT which meant that Gail could go to the concert which was super cool!! So I got upgraded to front row:
We then went to the venue and queued, here’s a picture of me queueing with my sign (which the venue took from me before I was allowed to get in and they threw it out so I couldn’t have it back but I didn’t really care at this point:
so they took the sign off me and then I went into the venue and sat in my (UPGRADED) seat and waited for Erica to come get me. She came and got me around quarter to 8, and Taylor was due to come on stage around 8. We went backstage and there was also two other girls, but I was the only one from tumblr. We were led to a door and told to wait there, and Taylor’s dancers were warming up right in front of us! A few of them introduced themselves and asked how we were holding up, and then suddenly they were gone and Taylor and Andrea appeared.
The first thing Taylor did when she arrived was say “Hey Guys!” and came straight to hug me (TAYLOR HUGGED ME WHAT IS MY LIFE) and said “thank you for coming all this way, that’s crazy!” she then spoke to the two other girls who’d been asked to come backstage and I spoke to Mama Swift and she was so so lovely to me and we got this selfie:
And then it was time for Taylor to talk to me. She came right up to me (I didn’t even have to introduce myself!) and she said: “ You’re so fun to follow on tumblr, you’re so fun!” and she said she’d seen my post that I’d reblogged “like 100 times” so basically she knew everything about me, then she said my cat was cute and she love cats like that and that she loved that his name was Dusty because “he’s, like, Dusty.” (like the colour) and then I was like “I brought you a cat!!” because I’d brought her a cat toy thing thats hand moves when there’s a battery in it and she said she loved it and that she used to have one but she lost it, so this was really cool. I then said hi from @thescotlandsquad, and gave her Izzy’s (@iknowyouveheardaboutme) URL and she sent Izzy her love and then I told her that she’d saved my life and I thanked her for everything and she took my hands and said thank you too and she was holding my hand the entire time and we got a picture (Erica kept trying to get Taylor to hurry up I think, but she kept on talking to me) and we got a picture and then she had to go and we were led out by one of her team to the B-Stage and given B-Stage wristbands. The guy who was in charge of the B-Stage seemed confused that I was there and the member of Taylor’s team who led us out was like “oh she’s good, she’s Taylor’s.” SHE’S. TAYLOR’S. Taylor I’m yours now okay? Okay. And when the people around me saw that I met Taylor (because I’d already made the picture my lock screen, obviously) they let me straight through to the front and I was literally at the bottom of the B Stage and she looked at me all night and I genuinely have photos of her directly looking into my camera and basically the whole night was perfect and unbelieveable and I can’t believe this is my life. Thank you to everyone who’s been a part of my Taylor journey, eras past and present, and thank you to Taylor Nation for making this happen. Thank you to all my followers who stuck with me during my mass reblog of that post, it all paid off!!
The biggest thank you goes to you, @taylorswift. Thank you for wanting to meet me and for making me feel just like we were best friends who just hadn’t met up in a while. Thank you for surprising me, and thank you for going to all that effort, because you really didn’t have to. I’ll never forget you as long as I live, Love you forever. <3 <3 <3
I forgot how bitter-sweet I made the ending to this chapter. I really like where it’s going, and I hope you do too. I’m trying to do as much writing as possible today and tomorrow because I’m on holiday for a week or two soon so I want to queue things up. In the meantime, enjoy!
Prompt[s]: Hey. I love your Loki x Reader fanfic The Tower.
The Tower part 7 was amazing!! I loved it! Great job! Your writing is So amazing. And it always seems to keep me on my toes. 😊😊👍👍👏👏
I like their dynamic, it’s actually great to read. 😊 She does have some real sass talent in her and if she’s going to come back, I assume.. ;)
Every day that you removed the bricks from the tower wall,
it seemed to get a little easier. Perhaps it had something to do with the fact
that your hands were slowly beginning to get accustomed to the cold.
“You’re… back again,” was your greeting. It was oddly
reassuring to see that nothing had changed.
“Relax, I shan’t burden you with my company. I made surprisingly good time
today. The sooner I leave, the better.”
You heard a familiar pattering of feet far above your head. Knowing
that you now had his attention, you placed the basket on the floor and peeled
back the cloth.
“It’s not as much as yesterday, and my father had no more wine for me to
pilfer, but there’s still plenty of tasty offerings. The loaves are fresh from
the baker this morning, and there’s some jams in there from my neighbour.
There’s also a few vegetables – though I grew those myself so perhaps… perhaps
leave the vegetables.”
When you received no response, you sighed curtly. Your inner
monologue scolded you; what had you expected? Gratitude? The only gratitude
betwixt the two of you had been offered the day prior. That should’ve been the
end of it – but the mystery surrounding the tower had enticed you for a second
time. You wrestled with your thoughts for only a moment before dropping the
basket to the floor.
Staring at you has become a habit of mine.
My eyes complain when they don’t see you.
You’ve drenched me in the rain of happiness.
You’ve brought colours in my life.
You’ve brought light in my life.
You’ve made my life beautiful.
You’ve made my life better.
You’ve blown away my senses.
You’ve given me the melody of love.
You’ve become the owner of my heart.
I’ll come to you leaving hundreds of skies.
It’s you that my heart craves for.
❝ i don’t want to be dramatic or anything- ❞ ❝ you’re always dramatic ❞
❝ be quiet. but, it was like she brought colour into my life, y'know? ❞ [ DAMIAN WAYNE SOULMATE AU ]
THEY SAY THAT WHEN YOU WRITE SOMETHING ON YOUR SKIN, it appears on your soulmates arms.
Your mother told you that and you would occasionally draw on your self and would await a response.
One day, you were doodling random curvy lines on the back of your hand, when something appeared on your left arm.
You watched the black, inky words crawl their way from your arm down to your hand and you watched the first sentence from your soulmate unfold on your arm: stop doing that.
You chuckled slightly at that. Of course the first sentence from your soulmate would be something like that.
Lifting up your leg, you wrote on your thigh: hello soulmate. what’s your name?
‘I’m Damian. Who are you?’ appeared on your forearm and you responded: I’m (Y/N)
And that was that. The two of you would talk for hours, having conversations on your skin. Your mother thought it was cute, that it was romantic or something like that. You were just happy that you had a new friend. And little did you know, somewhere in Wayne Manor, Damian eagerly awaits the next time your words appear on his skin.
Damian is a very closed off individual. He puts up walls around him and refuses to let anyone in. The only people so far who has been able to break down those walls, are Dick Grayson and (Y/N).
He’s not much of a talker, but when he does talk, his words are usually in the form of insults. With (Y/N), however, the words just come to him so easily and feels comfortable talking with them. After all they are soulmates.
Every time you decide to draw on your skin, for whatever reason, Damian enjoys sitting back and watching your art unfold before his eyes. He finds it amazing that you are able to create such beautiful imagery with just a pen. You thought your creations were pretty too, but, he reckoned you were far prettier.
One day, you couldn’t stop drawing all over your skin, and Damian, not wanting to disturb your “creative process”, opted to wear a long-sleeved shirt to dinner to cover up your drawings. Not that he was ashamed of your art, God no, he just didn’t want the rest of his family prying.
The long sleeves worked well enough. No one seemed to notice and dinner was running smoothly. Of course, things don’t usually end up the way they’re supposed to. Bruce couldn’t help but notice the drawings crawling from up his arm down to his hand.
Dick seemed to notice Bruce’s focused gaze was now on the youngest at the table and also notice the ink appearing on his hand.
Like a domino effect, Tim, Jason and even Alfred noticed the markings appearing on Damian’s arm.
Said boy was fully aware of the stares his family was giving him. He was just waiting for one of them speak up.
Jason leaned over to Tim and whispered, “Do you think he just got it?” Though, subtlety doesn’t seem to be Jason’s strong suit as of now, as Damian could hear him, he was just waiting for the right time to speak up.
More hushed words were spoken throughout the course of dinner and the rest of the family were under the impression that he just got his marks.
Eventually, Damian cleared his throat and said, “I can hear you all, by the way. And no need to worry, I already know about my soulmate.”
The whispering stopped immediately and they watched as Damian stood up and excused himself and stalk back to his room. Damian was already itching to tell you about what happened during dinner.