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labyrinthaze · 10 months
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Cruel Summer and The Archer shot on film
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marysong-mp3 · 8 months
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Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince in Los Angeles, via idccarlos
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riddles-n-games · 6 months
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Given Evajacks is finally canon, it is safe to say that Jacks and Evangeline have entered their Lover era. I mean, they've been Lover-coded from the start. Every time I think of them, I imagine the blue and pink sky on the album's cover and hear the instrumental start of Miss Americana & The Heartbreak Prince.
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hangmansgbaby · 3 months
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This is my formal apology
To @eternalsams (and any other Danny Stans) for the way Danny/Mickey is starting to look in Miss Americana
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moobell55 · 1 year
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~Evajacks is literally the album Lover by Taylor Swift~
Miss Americana and The Heartbreak Prince- “Now I’m feeling hopeless, ripped up my prom dress, running through rose thorns.” Every time Eva has run when in danger it’s always leas her to the safety of Jacks.
And the whole “You pay stupid games, you win stupid prizes.” That’s 100% something Jacks would say and honestly shows his attitude to most people expect for Evangeline.
“Voted Most likely to run away with you,” both ditched Lala and Castor for some cuddles in The Hollow.
Lover-“ My hearts been burrowed and yours has been blue. All’s well that ends well to end up with you” LITERALLY THEM
The Archer-It’s Jacks view of himself in my opinion. Like “All of my heroes die all alone, help me hold onto you.” It’s him trying to give Eva a better future by going back in time and changing the past because he doesn’t want to hurt her anymore.
Not to mention “Cause all of my enemies started out friends.” It’s Eva realizing she has almost no one she can trust in the North and wanting Jacks to be someone she can trust wholly and truly.
"I've been the Archer, I've been the prey," Jacks is the mythical archer who killed his first Fox, and I believe in ACFTL Apollo is probably trying to hunt him down to keep him from Eva.
Cruel summer-“Devils roll the dice, Angels roll their eyes,” Eva constantly describes Jacks as looking like an Angel despite quite literally being the devil.
“It’s blue, the feeling I’ve got,” This describes Jacks wanna be Emo faze with the Blue hair.
“And if I bleed you’ll be the last one to know.” Castor killed Eva with all the Valor's watching, Jacks was the only one who tried saving her, I believe he felt her pain through their shared bond. He was the first one to know.
“I don’t wanna keep secrets just to keep you,” listen they’re definitely true loves, I think Jacks probably knows or is becoming aware of it. I think he’s going to keep it a secret if he thinks she’s doesn’t want him (She definitely does), he’ll do anything to protect her, even from himself.
“I love you, ain’t that the worst thing you’ve ever heard.” It’s the Stone scene in The Hollow, Eva thinks they’re feeling everything because of the Mirth Stone. I believe Jacks knows that not true and thinks she doesn’t want him. She brushes off his feeling and he grows upset to the point of tears, feeling as if he’s ruined everything because she doesn’t want him or won’t admit it because he’s a fate.
Ps. This might need a bunch of editing, currently writing this on the bus home from my Hockey match also tell me your favorite Taylor Swift song
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everdeenwayland · 2 years
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spoilers so beware
I know we are all sad about the ending and Eddie’s death but I can’t stop thinking about the eddissy crumbs like I feel so validated.
The “This is for you, Chrissy” ????? GOD I SMILED LIKE AN IDIOT AND REPLAYED IT TWO TIMES 
The “Make him pay for what he’s done to us” babyboy you were in love with her and can’t stop thinking about her tell the truth
The constants references to her ???? 
AND JASON’S AND LUCAS’ CONVERSATION. Him being like “if Chrissy had problems he would have asked me for help, not Eddie”, I don’t exactly remember what he said but it felt so in tune with our perception of their relationship, she didn’t tell him anything but went to Eddie for help. 
I’m so inspired right I can’t wait to open word and write a fix it fic (especially now that we now El can bring people back) Anyways, that’s what I wanted to say, I’m just focusing on the good things and I don’t think I’m going to leave this fandom in the near future 
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wishallthatiwant · 2 years
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just heard my sister tell her boyfriend she's going to go through every single miss americana and the heartbreak prince lyric and tell him why it's about red white and royal blue. this is the pinnacle of romance
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ikyw-t · 2 years
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the scene where kim comes back to their apartment balcony after a long day and throws a beer bottle off the roof and jimmy throws one too with no hesitation.... love their dynamic. the lyrics "it's you and me/ there's nothing like this" came into my mind bc it is just so them.... like yeah... through it all it's rly just them.....
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teyamsatan · 1 year
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Pairings: Neteyam x (f) Human/Avatar!Reader
Synopsis: You and Neteyam have been bound to the hip ever since you were born until your 17th birthday, when Neteyam leaves you without saying goodbye. Everything changes as soon as you get a gift that will bring you back together, for better or for worse.
Word Count: 210k words (completed April 3rd, 2023)
Warnings/notes: Neteyam and Reader are aged up; angst; mentions of death, violence, disease, mental illness, injury, blood, swearing, smut (18+ , minors DNI), spoilers for Avatar The Way Of Water (The Archer)
A/N: I wanted to create a masterlist for this story so it's easier to find, but the individual posts for each part are still up, if that's easier to navigate. I hope you enjoy this story as much I am enjoying writing it, and I appreciate you all so much for all the love and support xoxoxo
'*•.¸♡ Cardigan Series Spotify Playlist ♡¸.•*'
Cause I knew you, stepping on the last train, marked me like a bloodstain, I knew you, leaving like a father, running like water And when you are young, they assume you know nothing But I knew you'd linger like a tattoo kiss, I knew you'd haunt all of my what-ifs And I knew you'd come back to me
。・:*˚:✧。Part I: Illicit Affairs 。・:*˚:✧。
CHAPTER I: Willow
CHAPTER II: Right Where You Left Me
CHAPTER III: Exile
CHAPTER IV: Evermore
CHAPTER V: All Too Well
CHAPTER VI: Death By a Thousand Cuts
CHAPTER VII: Hoax
CHAPTER VIII: My Tears Ricochet
CHAPTER IX: Seven
CHAPTER X: Invisible String
。・:*˚:✧。Part II: The Archer 。・:*˚:✧。
CHAPTER I: Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince
CHAPTER II: Out of the Woods
CHAPTER III: I Know Places
CHAPTER IV: Peace
CHAPTER V: This Is Me Trying
CHAPTER VI: The Great War
CHAPTER VII: Epiphany
CHAPTER VIII: Bigger Than The Whole Sky
CHAPTER IX: Safe and Sound (All is Found)
CHAPTER X: Daylight
。・:*˚:✧。 Oneshots 。・:*˚:✧。
I: The Moment I Knew
II: If This Was a Movie
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✨The MHA Boys Go To The Eras Tour With You✨
Lol I just had to do this, please bear with me! I just watched The Eras Tour film and my MHA brain rot kicked in. Here's a few headcannons of how the MHA guys would react to being taken to the Eras Tour as your boyfriend. Spoilers: They're all weirdly into it. And some of them even plan out couples costumes! Gasp!
⚡️⚡️Denki Kamanari⚡️⚡️
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Ok there is no doubt in my mind here - Denki is absolutely a Swiftie. He read all of the blog posts detailing hacks and tips to get tickets for the show, and he preregistered for a sale code the minute he was able to. He has half of Class 1A sign up for presale codes so that he can have the most amount of chances possible to enter for a spot at the show.
He's absolutely over the moon when he scores you both tickets to the upcoming concert. He asks you to help him make a Pinterest board so that you can come up with the perfect Eras outfits (he wants to do Lover). Guess what? You go as Miss Americana and The Heartbreak Prince. He's decked out in a glittering blazer with a bejewled plastic crown and he's thrilled. He picks out a matching flashy dress for you to wear, and keeps complimenting how absolutely gorgeous you look in it the whole night.
He's all about taking photos of your 'fits in front of the stadium and blushes every time he gets a compliment from a fellow swiftie. When Taylor takes the stage, he nearly faints. As she starts playing Lover he holds you close and tells you that he's so glad you both get to share the special night together.
🖤🖤Hanta Sero🖤🖤
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Sero really doesn't get what all the hype about Taylor Swift is about, but of course he's willing to go to the concert with you. The man loves live shows - but you need to tell him to leave his vape pen behind for fear that you won't get let into the stadium if he's caught with it ("But babe, getting high at a concert is part of the experience!).
You get him a plain black t-shirt with a small snake icon on it. He doesn't get it, but he shrugs and promises to wear it. When you get to the stadium, he's really overwhelmed and intrigued by all of the glittery, feathery costumes. He spends a lot of time trying to figure out how his snake shirt fits into the mix since all he sees is hot pink and red regalia. He smiles and waves gamely at the other swiftie boyfriends in attendance and makes more than a few bro friends while in line for a beer.
When the show starts, he is immediately impressed by the production value of the whole thing. When Taylor steps out onto the stage in her glittering bodysuit, his jaw drops and he turns to you accusatorially "BABE! I never realized that she's hot!?" You both laugh as she sings her way through the Eras.
When Love Story comes on, he wraps his arms around you and says "I remember this one from when we were kids! Makes me think of you." He plants a kiss on your cheek and you grin.
Finally, the intro music for Reputation queues up and an animated snake curves it's way across the stage below you. Sero grabs your arm excitedly as he realizes the snake on his shirt matches the stage. When Taylor comes out and kills the choreography for "Are You Ready For It?" Sero turns to you with stars in his eyes and says "This is the coolest concert I've ever been to. Thank you so much for bringing me!" By the time Karma comes around, he is fully dancing in the aisles alongside the rest of the swifties, completely wrapped up in the moment as confetti rains down on the crowd. When you get home, he buys you matching Reputation era sweatshirts on Etsy to commemorate the night.
"Babe - maybe you can get one of those sparkly bodysuits like Taylor wore?"
"Sero - I have absolutely no place to wear something like that."
"I can think of somewhere you can wear it." He waggles his eyebrows suggestively as he pictures a bejeweled bodysuit tightly hugging your frame.
💚💚Izuku Midoriya💚💚
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Izuku has no idea who Taylor Swift is. Why would he? She's not a Pro Hero.
Once you excitedly show him your hard-won tickets stored in your Ticketmaster app, he realizes how important the concert is to you. We all know Izuku is great at hyper-focusing on a topic until he masters it - so for a month straight Taylor Swift is his obsession.
He starts an Eras Tour specific notebook and spends lunch breaks interviewing everyone at Lunch Rush about their favorite Taylor Swift songs and eras. He spends time online gathering data and drawing up little charts, guessing at what songs might make the set list. He's disappointed when he can't find any interviews online that feature her choosing the best Pro Hero, so he decides that her favorite is likely All Might (the only valid choice).
He listens to each album in full, starting with Debut and ending with Midnights. He's thorough, and learns the lyrics to the chart toppers off of each album. He's so excited to impress you with all of his Taylor Swift knowledge and fun facts at the show, that he forgets he needs to dress up for it. When you both arrive at the stadium, he whisks you off to one of the merch lines so that he can grab an official Eras Tour t-shirt. He needs to be appropriately dressed for this occasion in order to prove his dedication to you and, by extension, to Taylor. You tell him that it doesn't matter what he wears, you just want him to enjoy the show with you.
When the show starts, he is bouncing off the walls. From time to time, he'll bend down to whisper an obscure fact or data point about Taylor's meteoric rise to the top of the music charts. A few eras into the show, he stops sharing fun facts - that's how you know he's legitimately enjoying the show.
He tries his best to dance along, but even with the moves he's picked up from Mina he's a truly terrible dancer. He doesn't seem to care, though, as he throws back his head to belt out the bridge to "You Belong With Me" while shaking his hips. You smile at how much he's enjoying the concert - you haven't seen him let loose like this in a long time.
Finally, when the performance for Vigilante Shit starts to kickoff, you notice a deep blush settle across Izuku's cute freckled face. Without taking his eyes off the stage, he leans down to whisper in your ear: "I didn't realize that this song was so...sexy?" You crack up and he grins sheepishly, watching Taylor straddle a chair. He then boldly says: "Maybe you can do some of these moves when we get home?" Your loud cackle of a laugh is drowned out by thousands of swifties singing along around you. You tilt your head up to kiss your boyfriend hard on the lips. He threads his fingers into your hair and deepens the kiss.
You pull away, craning your neck to take in more of the killer choreography before turning back to face him. "I like concert Izuku. I'd like to see more of him." You say, and he blushes even more furiously.
💥💥Katsuki Bakugo💥💥
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Katsuki loves concerts. You know this because he's dragged you to countless shows across the past 6 months of dating. He loves all genres of music - pop, rock, sad boy emo, heavy metal. You name it - he's heard it. Even so, you're a little apprehensive to ask him to go to the Eras Tour with you. It just doesn't seem like his scene - glittery, screaming fans making heart eyes and painting "13s" on their hands just seems like something he would not enjoy.
"Hey dumbass! Why didn't you tell me you got Taylor Swift tickets!?" Katsuki angrily bursts into your dorm room one Friday night, looking pissed as usual.
"What? Who told you?" You look up from your laptop, surprised.
"Mina! She said you've had them for weeks! Why wouldn't you tell me?" He sounds more hurt than angry now.
"Kats...I didn't think you'd be interested to be honest!" You get up and cross the room, taking his face in one of your hands. "Do you want to go?"
"Not if I'm your second choice!" He's defensive, but his face has softened at the physical contact.
"Babe - you're always my first choice. I just didn't think you'd enjoy her music style and all of the girly vibes." You pull him into your room and shut the door to keep nosy dorm-mates at bay. You motion for him to sit down in your desk chair and you hop onto your bed.
"That's pretty sexist of you!" He has you there.
"Kats - do you want to go or not?"
It turns out Katsuki has been trying to get Eras Tour tickets for months but to no avail. He is dying to go to this show since it's being lauded as "the biggest stadium tour since The Beatles played Shea Stadium!" As a music lover, it would be a crime to miss such a spectacle.
A week leading up to the concert, you can tell he's getting pretty excited. He's made you read through the setlist with him at least twice. He's trying to guess what the surprise song might be - hoping you get to hear something exclusive so that he can brag about it online. You laugh at this - even with concerts he's so damn competitive.
You're most surprised when he shows up at your door one day with a big cardboard package from Etsy. "I got us some shirts for the concert." he says gruffly, pushing his way into your room. He pulls out two dark purple tees - one that says "Karma is My Boyfriend" and the other stating "I'm the Boyfriend" in bold font. He smiles sheepishly up at you, a rare moment of vulnerability as he waits for your approval. "Katsuki...these are so cute! Literally this is perfect." His mouth quirks up into a smile at the praise, he's clearly pleased with himself.
Before you know it, you're taking a couples pic in front of the stadium in your matching purple Karma shirts and jeans. You snap a few pictures and press your lips to the side of his jaw, leaving a ruby red lipstick stain. "Ugh - come on!" he groans, wiping the lipstick off his face with the back of his hand. He makes a show of being annoyed, but you know he secretly loves being doted on like this.
He goes crazy during the show - he's extra appreciative of the pyrotechnic display during Bad Blood. He gets especially quiet during the Folklore era, and you can see how much he loves watching the grace of the dancers as they swirl across the stage during The Last Great American Dynasty.
You notice that he loves watching you dance and belt out the lyrics to every. single. song. He has this adoring look on his face as he looks at you. You knew he loved going to concerts - but you quickly realize that he loves going to concerts to spend time with you.
At the end of the night, he pulls you into an Uber and plants a soft kiss on your mouth in an unexpected show of public affection (Katsuki is not huge on PDA, he prefers private moments of intimacy with you). "Thanks so much for bringing me, babe. I can't even describe how much I enjoyed that show. Did you see the flamethrowers during that one song!? Insane!" Katsuki has glitter in his hair, and a smile stuck on his face.
You spend the rest of the ride home recounting favorite moments from the show and grinning at each other.
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labyrinthaze · 9 months
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Don't you dream impossible things?
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marysong-mp3 · 11 months
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Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince in Nashville, via caroline0k
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notealotgoingon · 4 months
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2023 Bullet Journal Cover & Lists
- movies - books - physical music stickers
(typed list below cut)
Movies
X (2022) ★★★★★ 1/9
Pearl (2022) ★★★★★ 1/10
Jason X (2001) ★★★ 1/17
X (2022) ★★★★★ 1/26
Pearl (2022) ★★★★★ 2/11
Rosemary's Baby (1968) ★★★★★ 2/11
Harley Quinn: A Very Problematic Valentine's Day Special (2023) ★★★★★ 2/12
Skinamarink (2022) ★★★★ 3/8
Re-Animator (1985) ★★★★ 3/12
Ring (1998) ★★★★★ 3/12
Ju-On: The Grudge (2002) ★★★★ 3/12
I Know What You Did Last Summer (1997) ★★★★ 4/2
Scary Movie (2000) ★★★ 4/3
Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves (2023) ★★★★★ 4/5
Everything Everywhere All at Once (2022) ★★★★★ 4/18
Scary Movie 2 (2001) ★★★ 5/3
Scary Movie 3 (2003) ★★ 5/4
The Green Knight (2021) ★★★★★ 5/20
Black Panther: Wakanda Forever (2022) ★★★★ 5/21
Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania (2023) ★★ 6/6
Evil Dead Rise (2023) ★★★★1/2 6/27
Nimona (2023) ★★★★ 7/2
Barbarian (2022) ★★★★ 7/6
Malignant (2021) ★★★★ 7/7
Barbie (2023) ★★★★★ 7/23
Scream VI (2023) ★★★1/2 8/1
Saw (2004) ★★★★ 8/1
Frozen (2010) ★★ 8/2
Resident Evil: Death Island (2023) ★★★★ 8/21
Studio 666 (2022) ★★★★ 9/4
The Exorcist (1973) ★★★★1/2 9/4
Saw II (2005) ★★★★ 9/9
Saw III (2006) ★★★1/2 9/9
Saw IV (2007) ★★★1/2 9/9
Saw V (2008) ★★★ 9/9
Saw VI (2009) ★★★ 9/9
Saw 3D (2010) ★★ 9/9
Jigsaw (2017) ★★★ 9/10
Miss Americana (2020) ★★★★ 9/10
Spiral: From the Book of Saw (2021) ★★1/2 9/17
Spider-Man: Across the Spider-Verse (2023) ★★★★1/2 9/24
Saw (2004) ★★★★1/2 9/25
Saw II (2005) ★★★★1/2 9/26
Dracula (1931) ★★★★ 10/1
Friday the 13th: The Final Chapter (1984) ★★★1/2 10/1
Friday the 13th: A New Beginning (1985) ★★★★ 10/1\
House of 1000 Corpses (2003) ★★★★ 10/8
Friday the 13th (1980) ★★★★1/2 10/13
Taylor Swift: The Eras Tour (2023) ★★★★★ 10/19
Saw VI (2009) ★★★1/2 10/28
Saw 3D (2010) ★1/2 10/29
Saw X (2023) ★★★★1/2 11/6
Saw IV (2007) ★★★1/2 11/20
Saw X (2023) ★★★★1/2 11/20
Terrifier (2016) ★★★1/2 12/4
Hellraiser III: Hell on Earth (1992) ★★ 12/4
Saw V (2008) ★★★1/2 12/4
Terrifier 2 (2022) ★★★1/2 12/11
The Green Knight (2021) ★★★★★ 12/18
Sonic Christmas Blast(1996) ★★1/2 12/22
Black Christmas (1974) ★★★★★ 12/23
Black Christmas (2006) ★★★1/2 12/24
Saltburn (2023) ★★★★ 12/29
Taylor Swift: Reputation Stadium Tour (2018) ★★★★★ 12/30
Books
The Ballad of Black Tom by Victor Lavalle 1/2
The Witcher: The Last Wish by Andrzej Sakowski 1/12
We Can Never Leave This Place by Eric Larocca 1/14
Causes and Cures in the Classroom by Margaret Searle 1/29
Vox Machina: Kith & Kin by Marieke Nijkamp 2/1
Black is the Body by Emily Bernard 2/4
A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas 2/18
The Anthropocene Reviewed by John Green 2/19
Black Klansman by Ron Stallworth 2/26
The Dark Tower V: Wolves of the Calla by Stephen King 3/7
Ring by Koji Suzuki 4/14
What Moves the Dead by T. Kingfisher 4/14
In the Time of the Butterflies by Julia Alvarez 5/8
Circe by Madeline Miller 5/19
When the Emperor Was Divine by Julie Otsuka 5/30
Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe 6/1
The Hellbound Heart by Clive Barker 6/25
The Way of Kings by Brandon Sanderson 6/28
The Lesbian Classics Get Me Off by Chuck Tingle 6/28
Icebreaker by Hannah Grace 7/5
Teacher of the Yearby M.A. Wardell 7/7
The Colorado Kid by Stephen King 7/17
This is How You Lose the Time War by Amal El-Mohtar & Max Gladstone 7/31
Camp Damascus by Chuck Tingle 8/4
The Writing Revolution by Judith C. Hochman & Natalie Wexler 8/10
You Can Go Your Own Way by Eric Smith 8/20
Phasma by Delilah S. Dawson 9/12
Small Spaces by Katherine Arden 9/27
Reforged by Seth Haddon 10/8
Fifty Feet Down by Sophie Tanen 10/23
The Exorcist by William Peter Blatty 11/22
Good Omens by Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett 12/2
Spoiler Alert by Olivia Dade 12/7
Wildfire by Hannah Grace 12/5
Interview With the Vampire by Anne Rice 12/12
Tender is the Flesh by Augustina Bazterrica 12/19
A Prayer for the Crown-Shy by Becky Chambers 12/20
Last Night at the Telegraph Club by Malinda Lo 12/28
Stowaway and Silent Song by Vera Valentine 12/29
Physical Music Media:
(this isn't all of the records/CDs I've gotten or listened to this year, but I figured I'd decipher the stickers I put in the book; these are all of the promo stickers on the outside of the plastic wrapping on the releases)
Beat the Champ - the Mountain Goats
Paradise - Lana del Ray
Red (Taylor's Version) - Taylor Swift
What's it Like? - Sure Sure
Did You Know There's A Tunnel Under Ocean Boulevard? - Lana del Ray
Stick Season - Noah Kahan
The Rest - boygenius
Midnights (Late Night Edition) - Taylor Swift
Raving Ghost - Olivia Jean
The Record - boygenius
Speak Now (Taylor's Version) - Taylor Swift
Dark in Here - the Mountain Goats
Bangerz (10th Anniversary Edition) - Miley Cyrus
God Games - the Kills
1989 (Taylor's Version) - Taylor Swift
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wh0refornikolailantsov · 11 months
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omg hi could you maybe do a high-school au where you're failing English lit and Tolya is assigned as your tutor and you had no idea he was good at English and just mutual crushing vibes over poetry and maybe he's a jock and you go to his games to cheer him on and yeah...
the song could be Miss Americana & the Heartbreak Prince by Taylor Swift
Okay, look. Normally I don't do AU stuff, because, so many reasons, but I looked at this request and thought about it, and then I thought about it out loud and it sent me and bestie spiralling so fast into a whole Shadow and Bone High School AU concept, that I kind of, have to write this. I kind of have to, but it will have a lot (A LOT) of AU background info so hold on tight buddy. It may get to the point where you're asking yourself "what happened to the original plot of the movie," and to that I say... Idk.
Between Classes And The Bell - Tolya Yul Bataar
Content Warnings: Explicit Language. Spoilers for Seasons 1 & 2 And Potential Book Spoilers Implied Throughout. Not Canon Compliant, As AU But Canon Referenced Throughout. Not Beta/Proof Read.
Word Count: 5k+
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"My expectations are low," Kaz says, tapping his cane against the table as he passes Zoya, a gentle taunt. Zoya purses her perfect lips and taps her pencil against the table, refusing to take the bait. "But they can always go lower, of course."
"You really think this is an argument you'll win, Brekker?" Zoya asks, turning in her seat to look at him. He smiles, eyes darting to make sure there is no teachers to oversee the devilish smirk, and clasps his spare hand over the one holding the cane.
"Never been in a fight I couldn't," he says. Zoya looks ready to explode. And you can understand why, Kaz never loses Debate, and she was just beginning to think she had the upper hand on him, but he had only wanted her to think that.
"I don't think we need to take this so seriously," says another classmate, "we aren't being supervised."
"I think taking things more seriously when unsupervised is essential to a thriving environment," Kaz is mocking Zoya and she knows it. She wants to do something, and if she let her heated nature get the better of her, she might. But she just folds her arms, and takes in a deep breath. As Head Girl she has to be composed, and as Captain of the cheer squad she has long learnt composure. When Zoya breathes it is like even the air is competing for her attention, she is that kind of beautiful. You glance at her and she has her eyes closed, calming herself. She shouldn't let Brekker get under her skin so easily, but Zoya takes everything very seriously, whereas Kaz gives the illusion of caring about school, all the teachers think he is a perfect student, and his grades suggest as much, but it is more of a game to Kaz. But that would go unnoticed by most, after all, no body tends to look too closely at a boy with a cane. But you don't doubt he is probably the most threatening of all of you. You'd heard a rumour once that he was running a blackmail scheme and that's why his grades were perfect without trying. But you knew Kaz was smarter than he cared to display, and you didn't want to put too much stock in rumours. School is so full of them after all.
You get up as the class empties, and you try not to pay close attention to the way Kaz hovers in the room, awaiting it's empty, you cannot tell if he is waiting for someone or waiting for the silence.
Zoya is headed for cheer practice and you are quick to step out of her way, it is best not to get under her feet at the best of times, yet again when she is fuelled with rage from an argument and especially when she is running late at the expense of losing said argument.
You step to the side to let most of the crowd pass, but as the corridors empty you feel yourself getting confused about where you were going. You catch a glimpse of your science partners leather messenger bag, and watercolour eyes and you nod to yourself, science, you're sure you've got a science next... but which one? Probably Chemistry, you'll settle for Chemistry.
"You're getting all turned around again," comes a voice from behind you. You turn and the familiar face of Inej Ghafa, is closer than you expected it to be. Inej is one of The Dregs like Kaz, you hated that name, but High School will be as High School will be and names like that sort of stuck. They called them The Dregs because they were scholarship students who couldn't afford to be in the school without the scholarship, 'Dregs Of Society' as a senior had not so politely explained to you one day when you were fresh in and dumb enough to ask. You nearly jump out of your skin, seeing here so close to you, without sensing her at all. She has a tendency to do that, so light on her feet, petite and so quiet. You have often wondered if the ability to walk unheard came first or if it was something she had learned from being a gymnast. If the acrobatics came naturally and the silence was learned, you're not sure which would be more impressive. Inej is simply a marvel, her scholarship is based on her gym skills and you would never doubt why, you've never seen someone able to preform with such confidence and prowess as her. But more than that, it's her heart you've noticed most, so quiet and yet so endlessly kind.
"Am I?" you ask her. She nods.
"You have English," she tells you, pointing towards the arts block.
"I have Chemistry," you say quickly but Inej shakes her head.
"No you had Chemistry last semester in this time slot on a Thursday," she corrects you, "now you have English."
You pause, but you realise she is right. You don't bother questioning how she knows that, one of the things you were quick to learn about Inej was she seemed to know everything about everyone, it came with the quietness you guessed, that she can hear and learn everything about everyone while no one even notices she's there. You wonder if that's what Kaz sees in keeping her so close, but then again based on the way the boy looks at her, you'd guess that was something else.
You turn to thank her but she has already disappeared from sight.
You're not late but you are cutting it close when you make your way to your seat. Nina, who you know relatively well from the short time you spent in the drama department last year, at her own coaxing, throws you a smile. "Pass this back to the pretty one?" she asks, handing you a note.
You glance over your shoulder and you don't need to ask who she means, you should have guessed. Matthias is looking even less eager to be in this class than you feel, but you don't blame him. For an exchange student Matthias doesn't seem to be thrilled to be here at all, most of the time, except when he is with Nina, which he is every moment he has the opportunity to be.
Every time you hear him speak it is to tell Nina that something she is doing is improper, and where he grew up that would've never been allowed, and yet every time you see him he is staring at her with a look in his eyes that could make you believe in love all on its own.
"Please?" Nina asks, fluttering those long beautiful eyelashes at you. You've never seen anyone say no to Nina Zenik, it might not be at all possible.
"Of course Nina," you tell her and hand the note back. Matthias frowns, and you can see the thoughts bubbling to the surface. He mumbles something about etiquette and respect for educators and then recognises Nina's handwriting and stops his grumbling.
"I think I am winning him over yet," she grins before turning back to the front of class. Nina was studying to be a nurse, but after a particularly rough semester switched carer plans and now intends to be a mortician, most of her bubbliness has come back to her, but it's clearest enough when she has the blonde in her eyeline, he truly brings out the best in her.
You find yourself tuning out most of the lesson, which you know you shouldn't, your Literature teacher is old enough that you feel like you should be able to get away with not paying attention, but you know she sees everything, and you're more than a little convinced everyone is afraid of her. So you're knocked sick immediately when Miss Morozova asks you to stay behind as the class is finishing up. You hope for a moment you might have misheard her, but her cold eyes on you is confirmation that you didn't.
She beckons you to the desk with a flick of her wrist and you approach, wondering what misstep you took, but she just slides your previous paper across the wood at you, and you see your mark and goose bumps spread through your skin. Fuck.
"You're going to fail," she tells you. She has never had a knack for encouragement or being gentle with her students.
"That is not what I had hoped," you admit. She laughs, it's a cold type of laugh, all apathy and disappointment.
"Not about hope child, it's about application and effort, I am not sure if you're missing the point or if you are not trying to see the point at all, either way you're not getting where you need to be," she shuffles a few papers, "so I have assigned you a tutor, hopefully that should fix your shortcomings, if not you will fail this class."
"A tutor?" you ask, the cold feeling just continues to spread through your body. Please not Zoya, please not Zoya. You don't doubt she is good at it, you've seen the turn around of Zoya's tutoring, but she intimidates you if you're honest and you don't think that is optimal for your learning. "Who?"
"Tolya Yul Bataar," she says, not bothering to look at you, "I have already informed him, the rest he will sort out, you're dismissed."
"Tolya?" you ask. You hadn't thought about it, you know he is in the advanced class, but you'd never given it much thought. Always seen the jock first, which isn't surprising, his education likes to focus on his sports, they treat his twin sister Tamar the same. Their skills making your school highest in competitive sports, it makes the school want to focus on their athletics. But you're a little annoyed at yourself for not even thinking about it.
You've thought about Tolya more than enough to have justified thinking about his academics. But the slight crush you've had on the athlete who stands taller than you can reason and with arms you're convinced could move mountains, you have had time to think about him.
You had lunch with his sister once, just the once. Tamar is nowhere near as tall as her brother, with short cropped hair which is a contrast to Tolya's own, but her strength is just like his, even for her size she is fierce and unrelenting. She looks like she could fuck you up, and you know she has the power behind her to back that up, and she would, and is willing to if the need arises. Her girlfriend Nadia had also been present at that lunch and you'd wanted to talk more than you had. Tamar was a type of brave you often wanted to be, unapologetic in her braveness, equal parts bark and bite.
You don't try asking anymore questions, you're pretty eager to get out the classroom that you walk straight into the corridor, not thinking to look around you, and are met by a leaning Tolya, who is rested up against the notice board beside the door. If normally he makes your heart skip a few beats, seeing him waiting for you nearly makes your heart stop. You tell yourself that's a fear response, but you know you're lying. "Tolya," you say breathing a little too heavily.
"I didn't take you for the flunking English type," he smiles at you, "but then again how well do you know a person?"
You smile, trying to not blush too deeply and give yourself entirely away. "I didn't know I was flunking," you admit.
"That isn't reassuring," he says, but he isn't criticizing you, you know criticism when you see it.
"It wasn't supposed to be."
"I am sure we can fix it up, I am... fond of prose."
You're supposed to be studying Remains by Simon Armitage, but even in his tutoring state, you can tell Tolya is finding the poem just as painful as you are. You don't want to be difficult, you don't mean to be, you're stressed about the fact you're going to flunk English Lit, and you know Tolya wants to help. But this poem is driving your attention elsewhere, and in an attempt to not stare at the large, pretty, tutor doing his best to go through themes with you, you let your eyes wander around the library.
Jesper Fahey, the lean theatre student with the true talent for dramatics in every aspect of his life, right down to the way he is dressed with bejewelled collar pins and matching cufflinks, is leaning over your chemistry partner, giving him that smile you recognise. Jesper has always been a flirt, and he never misses the mark, you've seen him flirt with nearly everyone around, but he only ever gives Wylan those eyes. You'd seen it first the day Wylan has suggested pyrotechnics for one of their next play, the same day Jesper tried to pitch Rocky Horror, they were a strange match, but perfectly matched in their strangeness. You especially liked Wylan, as your partner in the sciences you spent enough time with him to know that he is so smart, the kind of smart that makes your head spin, he could be a scholarship student, but he actually is a Legacy, not that you'd know it by looking at him, or talking to him. He doesn't really talk about his family, and you never pushed, knowing he runs the tech for the drama kids and can make homemade fireworks is a decent amount of know about a person.
"Am I boring you?" Tolya asks, his voice soft.
"No," you chuckle, "but I won't lie Simon Armitage is, maybe to death."
Tolya offers you a chuckle in response. "In honesty, I would like to say there is credit in all poetry, and I think there is, something for everyone, but I am inclined to agree this is no Keats," Tolya concedes.
"Or Wordsworth, or even Larkin," you add. He smiles.
"So you do like poetry?" he asks. You frown.
"Did I leave you with the impression I didn't?" you ask. He tilts his head, and he looks so unreasonably large in that blue library seat that you bite your tongue to not giggle at it.
"I had to read your previous paper to prep," he says, "you made it sound like poetry was the lowest form of art."
"I didn't mean for it to sound like that, maybe that poem," you joke, "but not all poetry."
"So, what poems do you like?" he asks, closing the book.
"What poems do you like, I didn't take you for the type," you give that preconception willingly, hoping to dismiss it quickly, and get his true interests locked into memory in a hope to know him better.
"All muscle and no appreciation for art?" he asks. You shrug.
"I never thought you were only muscle," you say, "you've got height too."
He laughs a little too loud for the library but you're too busy smiling to care. "I like classic poetry, epic prose," he admits.
"Iliad?" you ask. He grins.
"Yeah, Homer is up there," he nods, "also The Cantos."
"Oh is that... Ezra Pound?" you check, genuinely unsure if you're right but the gleam in his eyes tells you that you are before his words do.
You sit for a while, swapping favourites and preferences and you don't hear the sound of the bell ringing, calling you to classes, you just keep listening to Tolya reciting from memory and you think you could listen to that forever.
"I hate to pull you away," comes a voice anyone would recognise. You look up and the resident Lantsov, Nikolai with his puppy grin and sparkling eyes is looking at Tolya, "but you are very late."
Tolya glances at the time, as long in you as you were in him, and gets up a little too quickly. "I lost track of time," he admits.
"I can see that," Nikolai spares you a glance, and smiles back at his friend. Nikolai is charming, charming in all the ways a politician might be without half the deceit and double the bravado. Handsome in the way that he knows he is handsome and leans on it, but doesn't rely on it solely like people as pretty as he often do. But it works for him, and you understand where it comes from. Lantsov is a Legacy student, which gets him a lot of allowances, but his older brother got expelled a few years back and he has been under a lot of pressure to not fuck up like Vasily did. So he goes the extra mile, does the extra work, head boy, and boy scout all in one, just to fix what his brother broke. The new girl Alina is hovering not far behind, Nikolai took a liking to her immediately, she looks lost in this place, she got in on a scholarship for a sport she didn't play and has been trying to juggle everything ever since. But she mostly talks about missing home, she has a boy back at her old school, a boy her heart aches at the absence of. Usually that sort of thing is a lie, but the way she talks about him, you would never doubt, you're not sure of his name, you've heard it once or twice, Hal, Mal maybe, you don't let your mind linger on the thought.
"I have to go, but I promise to meet you here tomorrow?" Tolya asks you, bringing you back to the library and out of your mind.
"I'll be here," you say. You watch the three of them walk away, the twins have been close to Nikolai as long as you've known any of them, thick as thieves and twice as protective of one another. You can admire a friendship like that.
"And the final stanza, ending with that imagery," Tolya is trying so very hard to stay on topic, but you are tapping your fingers across a very old copy of Odyssey and he knows you're trying to pull his attention away, and you know it's working.
"or six-feet-under in desert sand, but near to the knuckle, here and now, his bloody life in my bloody hands," you recite. "I know Tolya, it is ingrained in my mind I promise you."
"If you fail the next essay you won't be stuck with me anymore, you'll be failed," Tolya reminds you.
"I am very aware of my predicament," you straighten up, "fail and well fail, or succeed and be told the tutoring is effective and I must continue to spend these hours with you."
The way you tease him makes him want to forget the studying all together and just keep you in his company for longer, without explanation or reason beyond just wanting you there.
"This is such torture for you, isn't it?" He asks, not meaning a word.
"Not in the slightest," you confess. "My favourite part of the day, and not just because you bring really good snacks."
"I do," he agrees reaching to take a biscuit from the centre of the table. "Are you coming to the game?"
The question strikes you as odd, you have spent weeks with Tolya and you've discussed art and music and poetry at length, but you've avoided talking sports, you thought because he had wanted not to talk about it, but with this question you wonder if maybe you've been negligent in not asking him about that aspect of his life. If you've come across as uninterested in the athletics and dismissive because of it, and that thought fills you with an uncomfortable nervousness.
"I hadn't been planning on," you say slowly, "should I?"
"It's going to be a good game," he says, "a competitive one." You nod, trying to seem more enthusiastic than you're sure how to be about sports. "It's an important game," he admits, "and I would... like to have you there, if you want to come?"
"Are you asking me to come watch your game?" you ask, twiddling your pencil between your fingers. He smiles.
"Yeah, I kind of am," he admits, "is that okay?"
"Yeah," the blush creeps up your neck but has the respect to stay away from your cheeks, weeks alongside Tolya you've had to train yourself to blush more subtly, "I'd like that."
Genya and Nina are both fussing over Zoya in preparation for the game, Genya because she wants to be beautician and it is helpful, Nina because it's her prerogative to get involved wherever she wants to. Seeing Genya and Zoya be so friendly with one another is still a little unnerving, due to a not so friendly rumour about Genya and a teacher Genya had been the subject of a lot of hate from the girls at school. Zoya was among them. But the last year has brought everyone a lot closer, and everyone has become a lot more understanding, and Zoya with the help of Alina went around getting Mr Kirigan fired for his unprofessional behaviour, that which they could prove anyway. Genya weathered the worst of it all, and she never seemed to shake.
"Genya if you do not stop fussing me," Zoya warns her, but it's coming from a softer place than her normal warning tone. Zoya holds a lot of guilt when it comes to Genya, about not defending her, about not believing her, about not protecting her from the rumours.
Even Zoya had her fair share of rumours, the real reason as to why she doesn't date, the way her eyes linger moments too long on a pretty girl in the hallway, but again, you didn't like to put too much stock into rumours.
Genya twirls one of her red tendrils around her hand, trying to keep them off Zoya's long dark hair which she has pulled up into a ponytail. "Can I at least-,"
"No," Zoya says sternly. "David, please come get your girlfriend."
David, the reed thin brunette who rarely understands half of what is going on around him, looks up from the book he is reading, something on geology and metallurgy, to look at Genya who gives him a sweet smile, and he gives her a little wave, not having heard exactly what Zoya said. David and Genya are high school sweethearts, the type that you're not even aware you are rooting for at first, but at some point you realise the happiness of their relationship is the thing you are basing your idea of true love on.
"You're coming tonight right?" Nina asks you, throwing you a look across the room, you hadn't realised she noticed you being there, between trying to keep Genya from trying to colour Zoya's hair and Zoya from trying to kill Genya with a look.
"To the game?" Genya turns her eyes to you and they're glistening with anticipation. "I didn't realise you found your school spirit."
"I was invited," you explain.
"Yeah, by a tree with the muscles of a Saint," Nina quips giving you a wink. "I don't think it's school spirit they've found."
"Tolya?" Genya asks, tone shifting up a pitch with her eagerness.
"Don't say it like that," you say. Genya leans up on her elbows, resting her pretty face over her crossed hands.
"Like what?" she asks.
"Like," you gesture to her in her entirety, "like that, like you think you know something I don't know."
"If your truly flunking Lit, I think we all know something you don't know," Zoya says, "now can we get this show on the road, I cannot and will not be late."
"Ignore her," Nina mouths, "she's just cranky because... well because she is Zoya."
The air is brisk but you don't feel cold as you walk towards the field, you see Brekker underneath the bleachers talking with someone you don't recognise, but you pretend not to see anything.
Wylan has his arms around Jesper's neck in the back of the stands, and he looks less lost and more found. Matthias and Nina are bickering by the food queue about how acceptable sweet toppings are on savoury foods and she is too wrapped up in her fun game of wind up Matthias to see your wave, but you don't mind.
Zoya has corralled the cheerleaders and they're all pretty ready, Alina is staring trying not to get roped into anything as one of the cheerleaders in blue tries to tell her how good cheer is for the spirit.
Nikolai is trying to convince Zoya of something but you're not sure what, but you are at least sure it isn't working.
You are brought out of your people watching by feeling a presence close to your side, you turn your head and Inej is walking in stride. "Tolya is looking for you," she says, and you expect her to disappear into nothing as quickly as she appears, but she doesn't. She is a girl after all, not a ghost.
"When does the game start?" you ask.
"You have time," she assures you. She points south and you follow that guidance, and you see Tamar leaning on the gate, she is talking with some of the other players, and she looks so at home. It would be hard to believe there was a time when Tamar had to argue her way onto the team, given how much she has to offer.
Tamar gets a warning for cursing with enthusiasm and you cannot help but chuckle. If the other team wants a fight, they will definitely find one with her. You're about to ask if someone has seen Tolya when you feel the shadow casting across your shoulder.
"I'll get them back," Tamar is insisting.
"Always forgive your enemies; nothing annoys them so much," Tolya quotes, standing beside you. Tamar throws her brother an unamused look.
"Oscar Wilde," you say craning your neck up to look at Tolya. He looks different in his sporting kit, but his hair is still held back the same, and his arms are still exposed to the cold air, just not with rolled up sleeves this time. Looking at him makes you feel cold, and you want to ask him how he isn't.
"You're shivering," he points out.
"I am?" you ask, glancing down at your own body, "I hadn't expected it to be so cold."
"Here," Tolya reaches behind him into a bag and pulls out a jersey, it's for the team and is sporting his number on the back, he hands it to you with one hand. "So you're warm."
You take it slowly, mind racing with the many implications of such a small, kind gesture, and you don't want to jump the gun with this, with him. "Thank you," you manage, slipping the fabric over your shoulders. "I didn't even realise you had one of these."
"Everyone on the team has one," he says.
"No, a jacket," you tease, "you never wear one."
He shrugs. "I don't get cold," he explains, looking around to see how quickly he needs to make his way to the field.
"Then why did you carry it with you?" you ask. The jersey smells like Tolya, from being in his bag you'd guess, and you feel a weight in the side pocket, reaching in you find a small packet of dried mango. You let yourself smile at that.
"I've got to run," he says, "wish me luck?"
"Break a leg," you say, "or is that just something you say for theatre?"
"I'll take it," he says before joining the team.
You'd not given the sports of your school too much thought, but watching Tolya play you must admit you weren't giving the sport aspect much thought even now. You cheer for Tolya, not the game, you're watching Tolya, not the game. If anyone asked you what was happening you're not sure you'd be able to offer more than this name.
If you had any doubts about your schools victory they would have been quickly squashed by the victory cries from Tamar, all fervour and for more expletives than the coach is happy for there to be. She gets a whistle of a warning and a stern look which she just brushes off, letting her brother pull her into a hug.
You are leaning on the fence, which you hadn't noticed until now, with Tolya approaching you. The field is lower set than the stands but Tolya still feels very tall as he gets closer. You can understand why Nina described him as treelike. "Good game," you say. The warmth of his jersey on your skin feeling as secure as that embrace you watched him give Tamar, and it leaves you reaching out for him with eager thoughts and hesitant hands. You tuck them deep into your pockets- his pockets, trying not to give yourself away.
"Thank you," he says, the adrenaline in his smile is dizzying. "Thank you for coming by the way, it means a lot."
"Thank you for inviting me," you say. You want to say more, you want to find the words for this feeling, this gentle buzzing that is sparking between the two of you.
"Ask her you coward," Tamar calls from her place now sat next to Nadia, straddling the bench of a lower section of the bleachers, sharing a milkshake with her girlfriend.
Tolya laughs. "I made a bet with my sister, if we win I had to take that win, and take a risk," he says, and for someone so tall he looks so nervous. "And we won."
"You did," you nod, "quite well I think."
"Really well," he admits, laughter echoing in the spaces between the words.
"So what risk?" you ask, feeling yourself leaning onto your toes, needing to know, feeling your heart pounding in your chest.
"I was wondering if you'd like to see me, outside of school hours?" he asks.
"Like now?" you ask, trying to keep the smile at bay. He tilts his head in a nod.
"Yeah, like now, but maybe more... just us," he says. You feel like you might fall down but you can't help but tease him.
"For studying?" you ask. He can tell you're playing with him.
"No," he says, "not for studying."
"Are you trying to ask me on a date Tolya?"
"I am trying."
"I would like that, I would like that a lot."
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jsjsjsksjdjhs · 11 months
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Omg i know you’ve done golden retriever Ellie x black cat reader but what about both Ellie and reader being golden retrievers?
ok that is so cutie!!!!!
🗒️' golden retriever!ellie & golden retriever!reader headcannons ☁︎,📎
noties: yellowjackets season finale spoilers and this is set in modern time!
- you and ellie always binge series together or if it’s the type of show where only one episode gets released a week, you too would wait to watch it together. when yellowjackets season two aired you both would cuddle up on your couch every Friday and watch it together. (ellie is a van palmer stan you cannot convince me otherwise!!!!!) and at the season finale ellie was so focused on the screen it was so cute, but when natalie died she let out a literal gasp of relief and quote on quote said “im just glad the lesbians are okay”
- you both share a spotify account and your guy’s spotify rapped had over 2000 minutes of taylor swift, (ellie is a swiftie bc i said so!!!!!!!) and she’d continue to deny it was her until she eventually gave up and said “it’s your fault, your the one who showed me evermore!” and when she heard “miss americana and the heart break prince” for the first time she would not stop talking about how she was the heart break prince and you were miss americana <3
- the both of your are continuously sending eachother songs that remind you of one another which mainly consists of taylor (obvi) clairo and girl in red (ofc)
- you take turns alternating big spoon and little spoon even though you both know ellie is deffs more little spoon but she likes to think she’s big spoon
- ellie is a HORRIBLE cook but everytime she tries she tells herself she’s going to get it right this time, and then says she doesn’t believe in recipes and that she’s going to just measure it with her quote on quote “intuition” but is still upset when it turns out to be a disaster so you have to end up cooking for the both of you instead <3
- the both of you have folders in your camera rolls for each other and there just both bombarded with embarrassing photos of the two of you and ellie threatens too post them (jokingly but you take it to heart everytime)
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amys-books27 · 11 months
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Unpopular opinion: Lover actually is an album that fits Renegades so well.
THIS MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS SO BE CAUTIOUS
I forgot that you existed: Nova to Ace (at some point I hope)
Lover: Ruby and Oscar cause of the vibes
The man: Nova
The archer: Nova (maybe even Oscar because of the descriptions Nova gives about him at the gala when he asks her about Ruby)
I think he knows: "And boy he's so obsessed with me, and boy I understand" This gave me Nova with Adrian vibes
Miss Americana and the Heartbreak Prince: "They whisper in the hallway she´s a bad, bad girl" Nova and Adrian again
Paper rings: SPOILERS OF SUPERNOVA'S ENDING "I like shiny things but ill marry you with paper rings" Evie and Max, it's them (hopefully)
Cornelia Street: Ruby and Oscar, Nova and Adrian and hopefully their little siblings, and Danna and Narcissa.
Death by a thousand cuts: Nova to Ace
London Boy: "Boy I fancy you" Nova and Adrian vibes
False god: Nova and Adrian when they grow up HABHJSHHSHS
Afterglow: NOVA AND ADRIAN ONLY THEM IF YOU DISAGREE ARGUE WITH THE WALL THIS SONG BELONGS ONLY TO THEM
ME!: idc Adrian, Ruby, and Oscar would love this song
It's nice to have a friend: Adrian, Nova, Ruby, Oscar, and Danna, love their friend group
Daylight: Nova and Adrian.
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