#OURS A LOVE I HELD TIGHTLY FEELING THE RAPTURE GROW LIKE A FLAME BURNING BRIGHTLY

[clementine-writes-things]

"I've got a busy day tomorrow. I should really go to sleep."

*proceeds to listen to the Born To Die Paradise Edition album while sobbing into my pillow*

#lana del rey #aka lizzy grant #lana del slay #born to die #i love lana so much #this is a daily thing for me tbh #DON'T MAKE ME SAD DON'T MAKE ME CRY SOMETIMES LOVE IS NOT ENOUGH AND THE ROAD GETS TOUGH I DON'T KNOW WHY #LETS GET OUTTA THIS TOWN BABY WE'RE ON FIRE #BEEN TRYING HARD NOT TO GET INTO TROUBLE BUT I #OURS A LOVE I HELD TIGHTLY FEELING THE RAPTURE GROW LIKE A FLAME BURNING BRIGHTLY #I'VE GOT A BURNING DESIRE FOR YOU BABY #THINK I'LL MISS YOU FOREVER LIKE THE STARS MISS THE SUN IN THE MORNING SKY #LIKE A GROUPIE INCOGNITO POSING AS A REAL SINGER LIFE IMITATES ART #MON AMOUR SWEET CHILD OF MINE YOU'RE DIVINE DIDN'T ANYONE EVER TELL YOU IT'S OK TO SHINE #AND THERE'S NO REMEDY FOR MEMORY YOUR FACE IS LIKE A MELODY IT WON'T LEAVE MY HEAD #COME ON BABY LETS RIDE WE CAN ESCAPE TO THE GREAT SUNSHINE #THIS IS WHAT MAKES US GIRLS WE ALL LOOK FOR HEAVEN AND WE PUT LOVE FIRST #TELL ME IM YOUR NATIONAL ANTHEMMMMM #BABYS ALL DRESSED UP WITH NOWHERE TO GO #WE GET DOWN EVERY FRIDAY NIGHT DANCIN AND GRINDIN IN THE PALE MOONLIGHT #IVE NOTHING WITHOUT YOU ALL MY DREAMS AND ALL THE LIGHTS MEAN NOTHING WITHOUT YOU #I WILL LOVE YOU TILL THE END OF TIMEEEEE #NOW MY LIFE IS SWEET LIKE CINNAMON LIKE A FUCKING DREAM IM LIVING IN #DIET MOUNTAIN DEW BABY NEW YORK CITY NEVER WAS THERE EVER A GIRL SO PRETTY #HELLO HEAVEN YOU ARE A TUNNEL LINED WITH YELLOW LIGHTS ON A DARK NIGHT #WOULD YOU BE MINE WOULD YOU BE MY BABY TONIGHTTTTTT #YOU MAKE ME CRAZY YOU MAKE ME WILD JUST LIKE A BABY SPIN ME AROUND LIKE A CHILD #I NEED YOU I BREATHE YOU I'LL NEVER LEAVE YOU! #HEAVEN IS A PLACE ON EARTH WITH YOU TELL ME ALL THE THINGS YOU WANNA DOOOOOOO #ONE FOR THE MONEYYYYY TWO FOR THE SHOWWWWWW

[gauloiseblue]

Blue Velvet

(König × Reader × Horangi)

War isn't easy to get through, and the importance of keeping the soldiers' morals is as crucial as their ratios. They need distractions as much as they need food, and the higher ups are forced to provide it to them. It should be a bare minimum, since they subjugated them to fight their war. But they're a bunch of pigs, of course they'd rather keep the money to themselves.

They did give them a show—twice a week, but it felt inadequate. They only call a shrieking woman, with equally loud music to entertain them.

It's appalling to him, and he scoffs at the thrumming beat from the tent, where the singer—if you can call her a singer—screams her tune. The soldiers would whistle at her, stretching their hands to touch her, and she'd playfully evade them. It feels animalistic, vulgar, and he scoffs everytime the music starts. He'd walk to the opposite side, while the soldiers flock to the tent.

He sometimes found the Russian agent by the woods, and they'd sit in silence while the rowdy show filled in in the background. Though he prefers to be left alone, it's a better option than the crowded tent.

They talk when it's necessary, but most of the time they keep their thoughts to themselves. Nikto would stare at the woods, or anywhere else, really. It doesn't matter, since his mind isn't here.

He thought it'd stay that way, until Horangi told him to come.

"It's not the loud American slag," He explained to him, "Trust me, you'll like her."

He was vexed when he dragged him along, but it quickly changed once they got into their seats.

It's not as crowded as usual, and he can hear the soldiers murmur behind him. Some of them have a curious tone, but some of them are derisive. He didn't understand the sentiment, until the lights are dimmed.

And there you stand. On the stage, with the floodlight shines on you.

You were cold, aloof. And there's something delicate in the way you stood. Though it's only a brief moment, before the music plays softly.

As if lured by the tune, you step into the light and sing.

She wore blue velvet

Bluer than velvet was the night

Softer than satin was the light

From the stars

The murmurs begin to cease, as you sing the gentle ode.

She wore blue velvet

Bluer than velvet were her eyes

Warmer than May, her tender sighs

Love was ours

He holds his breath, as the flutter of your voice reaches his ear.

Ours, a love I held tightly

Feeling the rapture grow

Like a flame burning brightly

But when she left gone was the glow of

His friend glances at him, and a smirk spreads on his lips. He sees it from the corner of his eye, but he couldn't care less.

Blue velvet

But in my heart there'll always be

Precious and warm a memory through the years

And I still can see blue velvet through my tears

"Told you you'd like her."

He stares at his friend, before he states a warning.

"Don't act like you know me." He hissed.

Horangi lifts his hands lazily, as he returns to watch the stage.

She wore blue velvet

But in my heart there'll always be

Precious and warm a memory through the years

And I still can see blue velvet through my tears

"You know," He started, while his eyes stayed on your figure, "I wouldn't watch her if she's not pretty, but you gotta admit that she's more than just a pretty face." He took a glance at him, "She makes you feel… things, doesn't she?"

"What do you want?"

His voice is enough to convey the message, but his friend doesn't flinch away. He pushes through instead.

"Help me capture the bird, and I'll give you half of it."

The chair screeches when he stands as he glares at him, before he marches out of the room.

His friend's eyes burn holes into his back, and he grits his teeth at the prying gaze. He hates it, he hates that he's seen through him.

#drabble #call of duty #cod #cod mw2 #konig x reader #konig cod #horangi x reader #horangi cod #might continue this if people are interested #since it's only the intro of the bigger story #i haven't even written the Nikto's part in this #btw #oh noo konig wasn't the only one who's obsessed. he didn't like that

[greyfics]

fifties/sixties song lyric prompts

because I've drafted so many quotes from songs that I want to use as inspiration for fic writing whilst listening to my throwback playlist and whether you're on this little site for role-playing, fanfics or general writing inspiration I'm sure this'll be of use ! will be doing another one with lines from songs I have specifically discovered via the fallout tv series soundtrack I was going to add them here but realised I already did uh a fair few by that point to say the least haha

you don't have to use these as quotes ( personally I like to use prompts sometimes as the titles for the writing it inspires, even if I don't use the prompt at all in the end ), so do what you want with them :)

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"You're alone now, no love of your own- but darlin', reach out." "Nobody's right if everybody's wrong." "You keep losin' when you ought to not bet." "You told me lies, now it's your turn to cry." "That's the kind of girl I'd like to meet." "You, to me, are sweet as roses in the morning." "The concrete and the clay beneath my feet begins to crumble- but love will never die." "We'll see the mountains tumble before we say goodbye." "The shadows fall, and once again you're in my arms." "Everytime I see your face, I get all choked up inside." "Hope you are quite prepared to die." "I thought love was only true in fairy-tales- meant for someone else, but not for me." "I thought love was more or less a given thing- seems the more I gave, the less I got." "I betcha five dollars he'll kill you dead." "Is her sweet expression worth more than my love and affection?" "He's taken everythin' I got." "I wonder, what went wrong with our love?" "I wonder, where she will stay- my little runaway." "Your mind is so full of red." "Your eyes may look like his- but in your head, baby, I'm afraid you don't know where it is." "Wouldn't you love somebody to love?" "I go through life, without a care." "Now that I've surrendered, so helplessly- you now want to leave." "Now that you've got me, you wanna leave me behind." "I know something about love: you've gotta want it bad." "Why should true love be so complicated?" "I want to be with you all of the time." "The only time I feel alright is by your side." "I don't believe you, you're not the truth." "Are you lonely, just like me?" "When I found you, the moon stood still." "All of those vows you made, were never to be." "Though we're apart, you're part of me still." "If we go some place to dance, I know that there's a chance you won't be leaving with me." "I can see it in your eyes that you despise the same old lies you heard the night before." "Though it's just a line for you, for me it's true." "Bluer than velvet were her eyes; warmer than may her tender sighs." "Ours a love I held tightly, feeling the rapture grow." "Like a flame burning brightly- when she left, gone was the glow." "And I still can see blue velvet through my tears." "Darlin', save the last dance for me." "I will never, never let you go." "Carry on, 'til the night is gone and it's time to go." "Ain't that a shame? You're the one to blame." "Say you belong to me and ease my mind." "A wave out on the ocean could never move that way." "I love every movement- there's nothing I would change." "Will you still love me tomorrow?" "I only know I never wanna let you go." "Ever since we met you've had a hold on me." "I never knew that I could be in love like this." "I didn't stand a chance." "No one here gets out alive, now." "You get yours baby, I'll get mine." "They got the guns. but we got the numbers." "We're takin' over." "I'll make you so proud of me." "We'll make 'em turn their heads, every place we go." "Since the day I saw you, I have been waiting for you." "You know I will adore you, 'til eternity." "You're a real mean guy." "I know that you're the one to blame." "You mixed me up for good right from the very start." "I don't feature what you're putting down." "Since I kissed his loving lips of wine, the thing that bothers me is that I like it fine." "Might as well confess, if the answer's yes." "Though it really hurts me, there's something that I've gotta say." "You stretched my love, till it was thin enough to tear." "I'm just a somebody nobody wants." "I don't want to set the world on fire, honey- I love you too much." "If your love is gone, how can I face the dawn?" "Maybe you'll ask me to come back again- and, maybe, I'll say maybe." "It hurts me to tell 'em that you're gone."

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#will probably end up using this myself too lol #greyfics ✰°.• ➸ [ resources ] #writing prompts #prompts #rp prompts #dialogue prompts #rp memes #50s prompts #60s prompts

[pacifymebby]

born to die // chapter two

The bar lulled to an almost quiet, an electric hush simmering as I wrapped my fingers around the microphone and closed my eyes.

My lashes fluttered as I drew in a breath and held the room captive.

The lights were low, Christmas shades of green red and blue, winking in the windows as a collective breath condensed in the air and misted the bar.

She wore blue velvet, bluer than velvet was the night...

I heard my voice glitter with reverb as I sang, a small smile tugging on my lips when I heard the hush which followed my opening line.

I could barely see my audience but I liked it better that way and as I danced my fingers along the microphone I scanned the crowd for familiar faces. It was however a room full of usuals, men I already knew to look out for. Men I was told only came here to see me.

Softer than satin was the light, from the stars... 

I held the microphone delicately, moved my eyes slowly over the crowd. Let my voice drift over them as rich and velvety as the night I sang about. Let Johnny see the smile on my lips because this was his favourite song to hear me sing.

She wore blue velvet, bluer than velvet were her eyes, warmer than May, her tender sighs, love was ours...

And just as I placed one hand over my heart as I sang, I could place my hand on my heart and tell you now that I didn't notice anything different. Didn't see a single warning sign. Not a shadow out of place in that familiar smokey room, the condensation glistening on the walls and the windows.

Ours a love I held tightly, feeling the rapture grow...

I didn't notice him stood at the back with his hood up and the collar of his denim jacket popped thought I should have done because I'd seen him there before a sullen shadow at the back trying not to be seen. 

I Didn't see the others either. Didn't recognise anyone I didn't recognise.

But they were there all of them, waiting, listening to me. Letting me be the unwitting distraction they needed to strike.

Like a flame burning brightly, but when she left gone was the glow of blue velvet but in my heart there'll always be... 

I sang without realising who or what I was in those moments, didn't realise that we were building to anything in particular but the end of my song. Didn't realise that the moments through which I sang were all borrowed moments, moments ticking by taken for granted.

Precious and warm a memory through the years...

And standing there at the back, hood up, collar popped, he didn't realise it either. Much later he would promise me he hadn't known either. It would be the first promise he made I knew I shouldn't believe but I would believe him all the same.

And I still can see blue velvet, through my tears...

I had my eyes closed when the first scream pierced the night. Shattered my song like a mirror and snatched the melody from my throat. I had my eyes closed when I heard the first crack of steel on bone.

I had my eyes closed when the first body hit the floor, not dead but out cold and about be trodden into the floor with the broken glass by fleeing locals.

It wasn't until I'd opened my eyes that I realised my mistake. With my eyes closed I hadn't been able to see the blood, hadn't been able to see the violence breaking out in all corners of the room. Wouldn't have known how trapped I was. How lonely I was on my little stage, hands held to my face as I watched on in horror.

I didn't even really realise that I'd frozen. That I should have been fleeing myself but wasn't. That I was simply standing there behind the microphone, eyes wide, fingers hovering over my cheeks, trembling.

I didn't realise until I locked eyes with a stranger across the room, a stranger I'd just watched hurl a hammer into the back of a young lad I'd seen working for Van a few times. He couldn't have been older than me and I wasn't really old enough to be working the bars the way that I did. It was knowing how young he must have been, knowing that he'd have only been out of school a few years which left me paralysed despite the stranger with his eyes locked on me. Despite the blood on his face, blood that didn't belong to him. Despite the malice in his eyes which told me he was looking to draw more. Perhaps from me.

And I remained paralysed until the wind was knocked out of me. Until someone else sent me barrelling through the back door into the dressing room, my body rolling across the floor with theirs locked around me, their arms shielding me from the worst of our landing.

I'd closed my eyes as they'd slammed into me and when I felt them pull away from me I kept my eyes closed.

I wouldn't make that same mistake again. I didn't want to see anymore of the evenings horrors.

Instead I stayed fixed to the floor, eyes squeezed shut, hands still clasped over my mouth as if to stifle my scream. But I hadn't screamed yet and I was determined that I wouldn't.

Even when they spoke and I recognised their voice. Realised that he wasn't "friend" wasn't "family" either.

"Are y'alreet love?"

He was a little out of breath as he moved furniture around looking for something.

"Does this door lock like?" He asked a second question, not seeming to mind I hadn't answered his first. Not seeming to notice how I was shaking too much to answer him at all.

"No," I managed to force out the lie, realising all too late that he'd soon realise. Realising he already had when I heard him chuckling.

"So these aren't gan work?" He asked jangling a bunch of keys, his laughter warmer than enemy laughter should have been. "Or are you still stuck on me first question?" He asked lowering his voice, his footsteps dull as he made his way away from the door towards me.

When I heard his clothes shift as he crouched in front of me, when I felt his presence so close, his breath skimming my cheek as he spoke, that's when I opened my eyes.

"Did a hurt ya?" He was familiar, the son of Van's nemesis from across the river, frowning at me his brows tugged in towards one another, a crease between them furrowed into the bridge of his nose. I knew his blue eyes too well, I'd seen plenty of photos, been warned about him plenty of times and yet in that moment they were so unfamiliar. Soft with concern.

Somehow that terrified me.

Because I knew that me and Sam lived on different sides.

I starred back at him in silence, trying not to let my tears fall. I could feel them gathered heavy around my lashes but I was determined to hold onto them. Determined not to appear anymore helpless than I already did.

But the words had fallen from my lips before I could stop them. Words which hung in the air far too fragile linger very long.

"Do you want to?"

"No." He said quickly, quietly, the small shake of his head almost hesitant, the small smirk twitching and then disappearing, replaced by that same frown etched just s little deeper as he looked at me closer. "Nah course not, no a don't wanna hurt yer.." he said glancing back over his shoulder at that locked door. I couldn't help but follow his gaze warily.

Whoever burst through next, one of us was dead.

"Am not gan hurt y' lass," he said reaching out for my hand, holding my fingers which were so much smaller than his, as carefully as he could. It took me a moment to realise he was helping me to my feet.

I felt stupid having nothing to say to him but as I gripped his hand a little tighter and let him help me up I couldn't think of anything to say.

"You shouldnt'a done that..." I said watching him, watching me, watching him smirk and shake his head a little, a subtle movement but one which, when accompanied by his small smirking smile was enough to lure me in, enough to tempt me into believing his innocence.

"A shoulda," he smirked shaking his head, letting his fingers slip from beneath mine.

"No you..." I started to argue cut off only by the rattling door handle.

"Meadow?" I recognised Van's voice through the door, recognised the muffled northern lilt and the aggression laced through it, "Med love are you in there? Open the door girl..." He called rattling the handle once more.

When for a moment I didn't respond, wide eyed and starring in panic at Sam the door began to shake with the force of Van slamming his shoulder into it.

"Shit," the little smirk remained unchanged on Sam's lips, no sudden flash of fear at the sound of Van's voice. No care at all apparently for the man who would and definitely could kill him in a heartbeat.

"Meadow are you in there? Darlin are you okay? Med? Open this fuckin door girl!"

I stood frozen, starring at the door in horror, snatching Sam's hand, holding it a little tighter than I should have done.

It's strange to look back and think about it now. Think about how I didn't think at all, just snatched his hand and tore off out the back door with him in tow, saving his life just as quickly, just as thoughtlessly as he'd saved mine.

#sam fender imagines #sam fender fanfiction

[mermaidinthecity]

Mmm. She wore blue velvet. Bluer than velvet was the night. Softer than satin was the light from the stars. She wore blue velvet. Bluer than velvet were her eyes. Warmer than May, her tender sighs. Love was ours. Ours a love I held tightly. Feeling the rapture grow. Like a flame burning brightly. But when she left, gone was the glow of.

Blue Velvet by Lana Del Rey

#lana del rey #lyrics #ldr lyrics #blue velvet #paradise album

[marie23e]

And I still can see blue velvet Through my tears.

Ours a love I held tightly

Feeling the rapture grow

Like a flame burning brightly

But when she left, gone was the glow of...

[notmodernbrutalism]

[M 2B] Lana del Rey

Paradise

Ride

I hear the birds on the summer breeze, I drive fast

I am alone at midnight

Been tryin' hard not to get into trouble, but I

I've got a war in my mind

Cola

My pussy tastes like Pepsi cola

My eyes are wide like cherry pies

Body Electric

My clothes still smell like you

And all the photographs say you're still young

I pretend I'm not hurt

And go about the world like I'm havin' fun

Blue Velvet

Ours a love I held tightly

Feeling the rapture grow

Like a flame burning brightly

But when she left

Gods and Monsters

In the land of Gods and Monsters

I was an angel looking to get fucked hard

Burning Desire

Your hands were on my hips, your name is on my lips

Over over again, like my only prayer

Sin rencores.

Sin impostores.

📍Puntuación: 3/5 🙂

#lana del rey #musica #paradise #ride #spotify

[perfectdisastcr]

❛ That’s a nice color on you, bet it’d look better off of you though. ❜

@ncwperspective | aurora & jake

#jakeb #{ ours a love i held tightly; feeling the rapture grow like a flame burning brightly | aurora & jake } #ncwperspective

[ciaocara]

She wore blue velvet

Bluer than velvet were her eyes

Warmer than May her tender sighs

Love was ours

Ours a love I held tightly

Feeling the rapture grow

Like a flame burning brightly

[thesculptedflower]

Blue Velvet

This fanfiction is purely from my imagination. I don't know yet how many chapters there’ll be, but I’d say at least 5. We’ll see where this goes. I haven't written in a LONG time, so please please please, give me some feedback if necessary. 

Fandom: Gotham

Pairing: Platonic Oswald Cobblepot x reader, Edward Nygma x reader as the story goes

Summary: The reader is a highly talented on violin, and plays on the streets of Gotham to get some money for living. Her days of homelessness and cold nights are soon over, when a notorious club owner happens to see one of her street performances. | Written from the third person.

Blue Velvet | Chapter 1

An open violin case laid on the still damp street. It had rained the night before. Usually she would have waited for a little sunnier weather, but money was really, really tight. 

’’She wore blue velvet, bluer than velvet was the night. Soften than satin, was the light. From the stars.’’

Eyes almost closed, her chin rested on the violin and her hands played the song with ease. She loved this violin. It had belonged to her mother when she was a child. When a sickness took her parents away from her, the violin was all that she had left of them. Every time she would play on the streets, she’d imagine her mother playing on the porch, while her father danced with her on the grass. 

’’She wore blue velvet, bluer than velvet were her eyes. Warmer than May, her tender sighs. Love was ours.’’

Her voice was warm, and so kind it lured people to take a break from their days to listen. She was captivating. How her hand moved the bow on the strings. She made it look so easy. Softly swaying to her music, she listened as her small audience dropped few coins to the case at her feet. She smiled softly and lifted her eyes to meet the people in front of her. As to thank them for helping her survive.

’’Ours a love I held tightly. Feeling the rapture grow, like a flame burning brightly. But when she left, gone was the glow of…’’

One would think that singing at the corner outside of GCPD, would only cause trouble, but it seemed to be quite opposite. Many of her onlookers were officers. And none of them seemed disturbed with her performance. Closing her eyes again, she focused on finishing the song.

’’Blue velvet, but in my heart there’ll always be, precious and warming memory. Through the years. And I still can’t see, blue velvet through my tears.’’

Silence. She bowed softly and rose with the best applause she had gotten so far. People were placing so much cash in her case that it almost made her emotional. She knew how talented she was with the violin, and she was somewhat used to performing, but getting money from complete strangers felt as new as ever. Living on the streets of Gotham and trying not to fall on the side of crime, while providing for oneself legally wasn’t exactly an easy choice. 

As the people started to get back to their own lives around her, one man remained still. She was on her knees on the street, packing away her violin when he offered her his hand.

’’What a wonderful performance, and might I add, filled with such emotion.’’ The man had a suit that looked very expensive. With purple details it looked almost royal. He had a walking stick with a head of a penguin on top, and two men standing behind him. His raven hair was sticking to his forehead, and he wore a soft smile on his lips. 

’’Allow me to introduce myself, Oswald Cobblepot.’’ He continued as she placed her hand to his, getting on her feet. She knew very well who he was. Everyone did. She wondered why the king of Gotham had taken such interest in her, and in front of the GCPD at that. He was notoriously bad man, but his demeanor didn’t radiate bad things. He seemed almost approachable in the moment. 

’’Y/N Y/L.’’ 

’’Well it is a pleasure to meet you Y/N. I was on my way to see the detective Gordon, but your heavenly voice captured me so strongly, I just had to stop and admire.’’ His eyes were shining like he was looking at something extremely valuable, something that he had to had.

’’I- I- Thank you, sir.’’ She stuttered. People rarely stopped to talk to her after her performance was done. While she sung, she was a real human, with value to them. But after the last note was played, she returned to be a street girl in their eyes, not worth of their time. 

She tried to come up with something to say, but Oswald was quicker.

’’Would you like to come work for me?’’

#gotham #oswald cobblepot #oswald cobblepot x reader #fanfiction #dc #gotham series #reader insert #edward nygma

[yestohoneymoon]

Paradise by Lana Del Rey

1. Ride

“Been trying hard not to get into trouble but I’ve got a war in my mind, so I just ride.”

2. American

“You make me crazy, you make me wild, just like a baby spin me round like a child.”

3. Cola

“My pussy tastes like Pepsi-cola, my eyes are wide like cherry pies.”

4. Body Electric

“Mary prays the rosary for my broken mind.”

5. Blue Velvet

“Ours a love I held tightly, feeling the rapture grow, like a flame burning brightly.”

6. Gods & Monsters

“In the land of gods & monsters I was an angel living in the garden of evil.”

7. Yayo

“Hello heaven, you are a tunnel lined with yellow lights on a dark night.”

8. Bel Air

“Gargoyles standing at the front of your gate, trying to tell me to wait but I can’t wait to see you, so I run like I’m mad to heaven’s door.”

9. Burning Desire

“I drive fast, wind in my hair, I push it to the limits cause I just don’t care.”

[xxkellsvixen19xx]

Blue Velvet Pt 1 Duncan Shepherd x Reader

Blue Velvet Pt 1 Duncan Shepherd x Reader

Prompt: I want you do you want me?

Requested by: @ophelialondon

Y/N sat at the table across from Duncan Shepherd most of the night at a mindlessly boring charity event backed by the Shepherd Foundation. Off in the distance your mother was in a animated conversation with Annette. It was all you could do to keep your cool and not end up rolling your eyes at how bored you were actually. You excused yourself and made way to the balcony for some fresh air, it was a beautiful night but a tad cool for the time of year you shivered a bit watching goosebumps form on your arms.

Your thoughts were interrupted by Duncan coming up to you from behind drapping a jacket over your bare shoulders. “By the looks of it you could use this more than me right now.” “Thanks” you replied smiling back him for his gesture. “You seem bored.” He observed, “you guessed right, sorry no offense to your family I just feel so out of place at events they have not really been my thing but I promised my mom I would come.” Music drifted through the opening of the glass doors behind them a classic oldie played sweetly adding an almost romantic vibe. You felt your face go flush, granted you had known the Shepherd's for years so Duncan was no exception you never thought that there was anything between you both more than just friendship. With Duncan it was hard to tell, but he was such a flirt that it was like second nature to him but even so you could never tell because you often got mixed signals when it came to him. Duncan reached out his hands “may I have this dance?” “Would be my pleasure.” You stated taking one of his extended hands in your own.

‘She wore blue velvet

Bluer than velvet was the night

Softer than satin was the light

From the stars

She wore blue velvet

Bluer than velvet were her eyes

Warmer than May her tender sighs

Love was ours

Ours a love I held tightly

Feeling the rapture grow

Like a flame burning brightly

But when she left, gone was the glow of

Blue velvet

But in my heart there'll always be

Precious and warm, a memory

Through the years

And I still can see blue velvet

Through my tears’

You swayed to the music the fabric to your deep blue velvet off the shoulder dress brushing against you. Your head was on Duncan's shoulder as you stared off into the city lights and breathing in the scent of his cologne. When the song ended you snapped back into reality, when you looked up his face was meer inches from yours, he brought his lips to yours. The kiss was sweet and pure again you went flush feeling your cheeks redden. “I have wanted to say this for the longest Y/N, I know I come off as a tease but I want you to know my true feelings….” Placing a single finger to his lips you quieted him “shhhh…” your replaced you finger with your lips again this time letting your tongue slip into his mouth, he obliged in return, Duncan walked you backwards towards a separate glass door further down the balcony that led to a guest room in the Shepherd home. He pulled away for a moment looking at you fully, “I want you Y/N… Do you want me?” It seemed so surreal hearing him say it, you did want him but was so afraid to say anything due to the fact wasn't sure he would return the same feelings. But hearing him say it to confirm it made it so easy to finally tell him. “I do want you Duncan, I always have.” Duncan learned in touching his forehead to yours breathing a sigh of relief at the realization. “I should have said something so long ago.” he whispered to you.

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Raerys Songbrook Performance         Succulent Tart - Carnival

From the darkness of the stage an illusion emerges. Nighttime on a brightly lit carnival midway takes shape. There are games and booths all draped in strings of colored lights. The path between them filled with patrons in pairs and groups, all moving from amusement to amusement.   In the background a figure strides forward, luminescent against the darkness and the gaudy scenery. The crowd seems to split before her. Raerys wanders into the main stage lights, dressed in a charming summer dress of rich velvet blue, sleeveless and without ornamentation. Cut just above her knees it sways over heavy crinoline, airy, smooth and light as a night time breeze. There is no violin, no case, nothing but the young woman with her hair pulled back into a youthful ponytail, small pearl earrings in her ears and a sorrowful half smile upon her lips.

A swell of slow and nostalgia drenched music ushers on her last few steps toward center stage, where a microphone stands lonesome in the spotlight. Reaching for it with trembling hands the woman closes her eyes and sways moved upon the melody. Percussion begins, setting a lazy tempo and Raerys hums into the microphone low and sweet.  Her first notes are breathy and a touch uncertain. She wore blue velvet Bluer than velvet was the night Softer than satin was the light From the stars

The heel of her right foot, bounces, keeping time with the instrumentation’s purposeful cadence. Lifting her arms she gathers breath and emotive gravity, the words and melody carrying her along despite her fear. Raerys brings down her arms slowly, her hands reaching out to touch the mic stand, eyes honing in upon the audience for a moment. Leaning into the mic she sings, voice filled with yearning and melancholy. She wore blue velvet Bluer than velvet were her eyes Warmer than May, her tender sighs Love was ours

Raerys drags her fingers up the stand, clutching at its chrome for a moment, her eyes once more falling closed. Each word comes from some well of feeling, her face soft and vulnerable as the melody and the tender tone of her voice. Looking out into the night with a smoldering gaze, she grows closer to the mic and stand, almost cradling it with one hand she takes a slow, deep breath and turns her attentions to the audience. Ours a love I held tightly Feeling the rapture grow Like a flame burning brightly But when she left, gone was glow of

Her grip upon the microphone eases, painted nails tracing down its spine as if caressing some unseen lover. Both instrument and voice mingle, carrying the melody forward, churning the emotions in the sound and the lyric. As the music rolls into the final verse she is at full steam, comfort and confidence apparent in her posture. Emotion and love of the song in the expressiveness of her gestures and the growing sway of her tall figure. Blue velvet But in my heart there'll always be Precious and warm a memory Through the years Raerys closes her eyes once again, love of the song clear on her face. And I still can see blue velvet through my tears

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#Raerys Performance

[palebluelovepages]

make a playlist using 'blue', if not then just a playlist of songs that remind u of her!

oh boy !! I’ll list a few songs that remind me of her with blue either in the actual title or just in the lyrics! (I’ll also add some lyrics that really make me think of her)

⭐Noire - Baby Blue

“Oh but this life ain’t like no other I am fallin’ in the lie of the blueDon’t you see it’s just me and I’m callin’ oh out to you

When the lights go down and you’re beside meBlue baby blue, well do ya, you feel it too?”

⭐Lana Del Rey - Blue Velvet (cover)

“She wore blue velvetBluer than velvet were her eyesWarmer than may her tender sighs”

“Ours a love I held tightlyFeeling the rapture growLike a flame burning brightlyBut when she left, gone was the glow of blue velvetBut in my heart there'll always bePrecious and warm a memory, through the yearsAnd I still can see blue velvet through my tears”

⭐The Beatles - Because

“Love is old, love is newLove is all, love is you

Because the sky is blue, it makes me cryBecause the sky is blue, ah”

⭐Jye - A Shitty Love Song

“'Cause I don't know you but I'd like to know youIf you know what I meanI might not like you but I doubt that I won't like youRoses are red, violets are blueAnd I think I'm in love with youMaking me blush every time that I'm with you”

Not really much of a playlist aha, but those are just a few songs off the top of my head with the word ‘blue’. I’ve also made 3 playlists with songs that remind me of her before ! You can find em here, here and here if anyone wants to check them out !!! (I should probably make another one soon)

#ask #teacher crush #teacher crush community #teacher crush playlist #tc community #female tc #tcc #thanks for the ask!

[bluejeans20]

Ours a love I held tightly Feeling the rapture grow Like a flame burning brightly But when she left gone was the glow of

#Lana del Rey #paradise #my love #feel #boy #Blue #velvet

[candy-bloodandhell]

She wore blue velvet Bluer than velvet was The night Softer than satin was the light She wore blue velvet Bluer than velvet were he eyes Warmer than may her tender sighs Ours a love I held tightly Feeling the rapture grow Like a flame burning brightly Butt when she left, gone was the glow of She wore blue velvet But in my heart there'll always be Precious and warm a memory through the years and I still can see blue velvet through my tears... Lana del rey. #pole #poledance #dancing #moment #mood #lanadelrey #lana #sweet #feels #sosweet #tears #bluevelvet https://www.instagram.com/p/BpYcdiTh4aM/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=14g3vm82up9yg

#pole #poledance #dancing #moment #mood #lanadelrey #lana #sweet #feels #sosweet #tears #bluevelvet