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bonefall · 11 months

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Does Tiny Branch still die from his wounds/sickness because Clear Sky's won't ask for help?

Tiny Branch's existence is currently up in the air because of how significantly overhauled BB!DOTC is compared to canon

BB!Star Flower isn't his cute little mate who provides him with a bunch of reward-kittens. She's a Priestess of One Eye, a demigod in her own right, and she uses him as a supernatural blood sacrifice by bleeding Skystar out 8 times.

Moth Flight's Vision is now Moth Flight's Vow, and Skystar's role is utterly changed in it. There's 0 need to create another baby to violently kill to serve Skystar's arc in BB; I'm honestly sickened that these fucking writers even considered the idea

ANYWAY take this concept art of BB!One Eye my partner and I made a couple weeks ago. May this tide you over until after the WindClan tree is done

CW blood and BODY HORROR. My partner is a HORROR ARTIST. There's HORROR and it's BODIED.

[ID: Some sketches of One Eye. One is a sketch of a cave lion licking its lips, the other is a bloody-faced cat-lion creature with its tongue hanging out]

We were trying to figure out a good balance between cat and lion, plus how we were going to approach his missing eye. This is from the "scene" where One Eye eats Tom

[ID: A cave lion creature with an X-shaped eye scar, cracking open to reveal something firey deep within it]

We really liked this scar shape for his missing eye until we realized it looked kinda like an Xbox... but, anyway, we started really leaning into the body horror angle of this THING breaking apart the body, rearranging it into the shape of a cave lion, like One Eye is ripping its vessel to shreds and rearranging it to fit his needs

So we started playing with the idea that when it's doing something like this, assuming a "higher form," its "real" eye pushes through the empty socket. Partner pitched the idea of the eye looking like that of an eagle, we played with a couple bird designs

[ID: A bedraggled looking cat-owl creature. The second sketch replaces the nose and chin with a sharp beak]

We toyed with some bird-heavy designs for a bit. I actually really like the weird bird/feline hybrid thing I made on the right there, I'm thinking about turning it into another type of mythical creature, or saving it for some other project

The first one's not super clear, but I pitched the idea of the lip "peeling" back like a gelada to reveal skull. We ended up moving away from it

[ID: The BB version of One Eye. He's a big, ragged cat who looks like he's falling apart at the seams]

We wanted to make it obvious, just by looking at this dude, that there's something... taxidermic about him. Like he shouldn't be alive, and something deeply unnatural is at play here. The demon for whom death is a dinnerbell.

[ID: Another sketch, but this time with sunken eyes, and a missing eye that looks like more of a long stitch.]

This was the last one we passed between us before we ended up writing some COOL stuff for Sun Shadow, and chased the joy of discovery down that path. We really like the 'sunken' look in this one's sockets-- and I really like the idea of the scar on that side connecting his facial stripes like a stitch.

And yeah that's enough for now, still working on him.

#tw blood #blood #cw blood #body horror #cw body horror #sketches #bone babble

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lumaverse · 7 months

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Day 36 of drawing every @falloutboy song! As much as I love this song, it was harder to visualize than other tracks. In the end, I landed on an idea based on the line, "I'm a stitch away from making it and a scar away from falling apart", and I'm pretty happy with it!

#fall out boy #fanart #art #fall out boy fan art #pete wentz #patrick stump #joe trohman #andy hurley #infinity on high #the after life of the party

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hum--hallelujah · 3 months

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the fact that Thriller (the only thing I haven't done yet is die/and it's me and my plus one(s) at the afterlife) is on the same record as (After) Life Of The Party (I'm a stitch away/from making it/and a scar away from falling apart [...] kiss away young thrills and kills on the mouths of all my friends) and Hum fricking Hallelujah (*gestures at the whole song*) and GOLDEN????? when I say Hum acts as a touchstone for IOH this is what I mean

#also takeover. um. wouldn't you rather be a widow than a divorcee. FULLY a metaphor bc that was long before ashlee #like. you can extrapolate so much and it all kinda comes back to that October 2005 alt press issue where they talk about best buy #and then immediately all go and yeah we're already working on the next album btw. like those two things automatically go together #she speaks!#fob #fall out boy #infinity on high #ioh #tw suicide #*implied. I'm talking about hum hallelujah again :')#saw the (after)life(r) poem and it made me feel insane

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vox-ex · 2 years

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i’ll lean into you

Supercorptober Day 9 “fresh"

thanks to kmsdraws for the prompts

Kara taking care of Lena as she experiences the physical and emotional aftermath of the final fight with Lex and Nyxly

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The counter of Kara's small bathroom is littered with half-open packages of gauze and alcohol wipes, a small pile of discarded clothes still lays in a heap in the corner, forgotten amongst so much else.

Lena sits on the edge of the tub, wearing nothing but loose pair of Kara's sweats and one of her old college t-shirts.

Kara steps out of the dim light of her bedroom and leans against the doorframe blinking away the sleep from her eyes.

"Hey," she says softly.

Lena looks up, surprise and embarrassment clear on her face. "Hi," she replies almost cautiously, hands moving to pull the edge of her shirt back down.

Kara pushes away from the doorframe, feet finding their way underneath her as she steps over and kneels in front of her, "Let me help you with that."

Gently, she takes Lena's hands in her own and pulls them away from the worn fabric, fingers brushing over the skin underneath gently, feeling the slight tug of the stitches.

Lena's eyes meet Kara's, and they hold each other's gaze.

"I can do it," Lena says, but she makes no move to stop Kara.

"I know you can," Kara replies, hands moving to the hem of the shirt and carefully pulling it up, so it sits just under Lena's breasts.

"How are you feeling?" Kara asks as she works.

"Fine," Lena replies, shifting a little to allow her good arm to hold the pushed up shirt in place, shrugs as much as she can, "just couldn't sleep anymore. Needed to change this."

Kara searches her face for a moment before reaching up to tuck a stray hair back from her back behind her ear. "It's okay to not be fine," she says cautiously.

Lena looks down at her lap, swallowing hard.

Kara rocks back on her heels, reaching for some of the alcohol wipes and clean cotton gauze.

She talks to Lena softly — about nothing — about everything.

Gradually, Lena starts to relax, leaning back against the wall and letting her eyes close.

"Thank you," she whispers.

Kara gives her a soft smile as she wipes away the last flecks of dried blood and presses a clean bandage into place. "Of course."

She reaches up to the hem of the shirt once more, pressing a light kiss to the inside of Lena's wrist as she moves her arm back to her side. She lets her hands ease the fabric down, resting onto the curves of Lena's hips once they reach the end, not quite ready to let go.

All their personal boundaries skewed by nearly losing each other once again.

Lena reaches out, fingers ghosting over Kara's cheek, "Thank you," she tries to say again, but the words start to fall apart just a little — she starts to fall apart just a little.

And Kara is there to catch them both — leaning forward on her knees, body folding itself around Lena with a sudden, steady certainty. Her head resting across her lap so she could curl her good arm around her shoulders.

"You're okay" Kara murmurs, words muffled by the fabric of Lena's clothes and the soft skin of her stomach. "you're okay."

"I know" she heard Lena whisper back, hands clinging to the fabric of her shirt. But all the ache, all the pain, and her scars were too fresh to let her really believe it.

Kara presses a kiss to the outside of her thigh. "I'm here," she tries again, "I've got you."

Asks her to believe in her instead— in the two them held there together.

And this time, she can feel Lena nod, feel the faint trembling of her body start to fade.

"I know."

#supergirl #supercorp #supercorptober2022 #supercorptober #day 9 #you didn't think we'd make it the whole month without a little angst did you #but there's hope at the end #always hope at the end

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lotrefcp · 8 months

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Hidden Away - Chapter 19

pairing/AU: Javier Peña x female!reader

summary: When the DEU fails to catch Escobar you are sent to Bogotá to help the team.

warnings: I don't understand this so just gonna say mature content, 18+

word count: 2000+

Hello guys. My life has changed in the last few days and I'm always tired and, because the interactions are getting less and less with every chapter I'm thinking about ending this fic with one more episodes after this one, I have ready for a while now. So, for now, this will be the last one. It won't have a definite ending but well. Thanks for all who read it.

Chapter 19

The following days were spent between work, your apartment and Peña's house, spending the nights there, even after he had already removed the stitches. He still couldn't make much effort because of the scar and he took advantage of that to have you keeping him company. With each passing day you started to talk more, you started to spend more time in the chair next to him, he would go to your side when you were reading on the couch. And every day, whenever he saw your tired face, he offered you his bed so you could lie down next to him without, however, being able to convince you.

At work, they had finally managed to get La Quica to start talking, occasionally giving out the location of one of his boss's hiding places. When that happened, you and Murphy would join the Search Bloc in hopes of finally catching him, and at the end of each day, you'd always walk away empty-handed. Even when he was in the place you were attacking, he managed to escape. The secret passages were getting better and better and the frustration just kept growing. Javi was also upset about the situation but, deep down, he was happy. He wanted to be by your side when he got caught. After so many years spent in Colombia, he didn't want to hear about the news of Escobar’s capture by others while he was locked up at home, recovering.

“We're still going to have to drag him out of a hole in the middle of the jungle.”, you said to Peña after you finished dinner. “That man will eventually run out of hiding places.”

“If we find him in a hole, we can always cover it up and leave him there to die, suffocated.”

“It wouldn't be a bad idea. But I think a prison in the United States might be a punishment more in line with everything he's done."

“Well, of course you're right. But being buried alive is always a possibility to be considered.”

“So morbid.”

"Don’t you like it?"

“It is better not to answer that and maintain my presumption of innocence.”

“Hmm, hmm. I know that behind that saintly face there is a much darker side.” You stared at him for a while, considering what he had just said.

“There is a darker side, yes, but not as you think.”, you said almost in a breath.

“What do you mean by that?”, Javier asked with a heavier face and with his eyebrows closer together.

"What? Nothing.”, you replied, realizing what you had just said. “Well, now that you're a lot better I think I can go to sleep in my bed. Your couch is killing me and I really need to see if I can rest.”

“And do you think you can do it in your bed?”

“I have to try.”

“I know I've said it many times and the answer has always been negative, but why don't you stay here? You might fall asleep more easily.”

“No need and...”

"And nothing. You can’t use the excuse that you are afraid of hurting me again anymore. I'm almost recovered now. There is no longer that risk.”

"But..."

"But what? If you want, you can stay under the sheet and I'll stay on top, in case you're afraid of not resisting my charm.”

“Hey, don't be silly.”

"It was just a joke. But we can do that if it makes you feel more comfortable. Come on. I know you haven't been sleeping. Why don't you try? It doesn't hurt.”

You were standing, hands on your waist, moving your gaze from the door of his room to the bed and vice versa not knowing what to do. You knew he was right but you didn't want to share a bed with him. The further away from him you were, the better. But in the end, tiredness won out and you gave in to Peña's offer.

“One over and one under.”, you said pointing a finger at him vigorously.

“Over, under, face to face, back to face.”

“On the sheet.”, you shouted without knowing how to answer him.

“Calm down, I was just messing with you. Come on, lie down here beside me,” he continued, patting the free space on the other side of the bed with his hand.

“What despair makes us do.”, you ended up saying with your face turned to the ceiling and heading towards the place that Peña indicated. As he was already under the sheet, you ended up lying on top of it, trying to stay as far away from him as possible.

“You know that at the end of the mattress it’s the floor, don't you? You don't need to be there at the end. Come over here. I still only sleep on my back so you won't wake up with anything near your ass.”, he said while looking at it, inside the tiny shorts you had on.

“That’s just what I needed. Try it and you’ll find yourself without anything to rub against my ass and you'd have to start pissing sitting down for the rest of your life.”

“Come on, move closer here, otherwise you will still not be able to sleep.”

“Damn it. Ok." And so you turned to his side and approached his body, although you didn't quite touch him. Even a little farther away, you could feel the heat that his body gave off, his usual odor.

"See you tomorrow then."

“Until tomorrow.”, Peña said, letting you close your eyes beside him, hoping you could get a good night's rest.

Gradually your breathing began to get heavier and, in your dazed state, you brought your body closer to his, holding onto his arm with both hands, as if you were afraid that he would suddenly disappear. He smiled looking down at your hands, your arms wrapped around his. Lowering his head a little, he stuck his nose in your hair and gently inhaled the scent of your shampoo, feeling the texture of each strand of hair, kissing your forehead. “Rest, mi sueño.” And so, facing you, he fell asleep too.

It hadn't been 4 hours since you fell asleep when your body started to shake, slowly at first, and then uncontrollably over time. This woke up Peña who still had his arm trapped between your hands. When he looked at you he got worried. In addition to the tremors, your face was covered with beads of sweat, your expression was one of suffering and the heavy breathing of a few hours before had turned into a mixture of groans and cries. You woke up suddenly with a small scream and Javi tried to hold you with his free arm, grabbing you by the shoulder. Still not being aware of where you were and what had just happened, you saw a hand resting on you and quickly moved away.

"Don't touch me. Let go of me.”, you said in desperation as you sat against the headboard of the bed.

“Calm down, Y/N. It’s me. You don’t need to be afraid.” You were still shivering, taking in quick breaths, fear in your gaze. "Look at me. It’s me. Javi. Breathe slowly.” You turned your face towards him and saw him with his hands in the air, as if to show that he meant you no harm, and you finally recognized him. Inhaling through your nose and exhaling through your mouth, you began to control your breathing.

“What happened?”, Peña asked not knowing what else to do.

"Sorry. It was just a nightmare.”, you said trying to minimize it. After all, it was already a habit.

"Are you sure?"

“Yes, sorry for waking you up like this.”, and still leaning against the headboard of the bed, you took your hands to your face to wipe the beads of sweat that filled it, letting them remain a little longer over your eyes when, after the feeling of the stress left your body, you started to feel the tears fall. Javi noticed and, afraid of scaring you again, approached you and put his arm around your shoulders very slowly, making sure you didn't react negatively to his contact. When he pushed you closer you dropped your head on his shoulder and apologized again.

“Sorry Peña, I don't know why I started crying all of a sudden. You wanting to help and I just acted like a child and woke you up.”

“It's okay. Don't worry about it. And you're not acting like a child. Y/N, look at me.” You looked at him with your eyes still swollen and red. “You can say what you want but I know this is not the first time this has happened. As I told you before, I had already heard you screaming, crying during the night. What's wrong with you? Tell me. I want to try to help.”, his voice conveyed the desperation of seeing you suffering without being able to do anything.

“Thanks, really. But it's not a big deal. Look, I'm not going to be able to sleep again so maybe it's really better to go to my place and let you rest in peace. I'll come back tomorrow before I go to work. Thank you for letting me stay here.” You got up and, taking your keys, you left. Javi let you go without protest, not knowing what to say to keep you there with him. The days went by and Javi didn't speak again about what had happened that night and you never slept next to him so he wouldn't see when all that happened again.

During your conversations, and feeling more and more comfortable with you, Javi began to talk more openly about himself. He told you about his childhood on the ranch, his mother's death and how that event affected him, how his father had reacted to that tragedy, why he left Laredo and, finally, his engagement that ended without marriage, but rather with a bride left at the altar.

"What? You were engaged?”

“Is that what chocked you the most? The fact that I was engaged? Not the part about leaving the bride at the altar?”

“I don't want to offend you, but everyone knows you run away from commitments like everyone else would run away from the devil. So it's easy to imagine yourself running away from something as big as a wedding. Now, imagining yourself getting engaged, asking someone to marry you, that’s amazing.”

“I am not afraid of commitments.”

"Of course not. So why is a man like you, whom all women want, still single? Even after being engaged.”

"I didn't know that aaaaaalllll women wanted me."

“All those who don't have to put up with you every day.”, you said with your face scalding.

"Yeah, right. But I'm not alone for not wanting to commit. Deep down I always imagined myself with someone, with a partner. But none of the people I have been with were who I wanted.”

“And don’t you think that being with all those women you didn’t want are hurting your chance of finding someone?”

“Of course. But as you said before, this job is hard, and sex has always been a great way not to live inside my head, you know?”

“But if you wanted to be with someone, why did you leave her at the church?”

"Because she wasn't the right person either."

“Don't tell me Laredo still has arranged marriages. It's the only reason you got engaged to someone you didn't want to marry."

“She's an incredible person, and I liked her, otherwise I wouldn't have asked her to marry me, but over time I realized that liking her wasn't enough. I needed passion, love, companionship. And she was just a pretty, nice girl who was impossible not to like.” He then ended up saying that even though he had made her suffer, she had forgiven him and that she was happy with her husband and children, and that nothing made him happier. “And you, working together for so long and I hardly know anything about you.”

You didn't want to have this conversation. “There is nothing to say. I was born, my parents raised me, I trained in the CIA, but when New York began to be invaded by the drugs that Escobar and others like him sell, I decided to join the DEA and one day they told me that the people here couldn't do it by themselves and they sent me to Colombia. The End.”, you ended up saying as you got up. “It's getting late. Rest up because tomorrow you have to be fresh to go back to work. I'll come by and give you a ride.”

“I know how to drive.”

“But at least tomorrow, I'll take you. Just to make sure you get there.”

“Look at her, so worried about me.”

“Messina told me to do it.”, you ended with a laugh mixed between your words, as you said goodbye and went to your apartment. Javi didn't know if it was true or not but he preferred to think that you cared about him.

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falloutbridge · 4 months

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afterlife vs. love

I'm a stitch away from making it And a scar away from falling apart Blood cells pixelate and eyes dilate Kiss away young thrills and kills On the mouths of all my friends

I saw you in a bright clear field Hurricane heat in my head The kind of pain you feel To get good in the end Inscribed like stone and faded by the rain Give up what you love Before it does you in

#pain and suffering on planet earth. why did i do this to myself.#fall out boy #falloutbridge #andy hurley #joe trohman #patrick stump #pete wentz

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areyoudreaminof · 11 months

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Whisper of Darkness: An Azriel Playlist

Sad boy summer is here, and it's time for Azriel's playlist!

This proved to be the most challenging playlist to make thus far. My feelings about Azriel are complicated to say the least. He frustrates me with his temper, then he has these really beautiful moments of compassion and kindness. I adore his friendships with Nesta and the IC. He’s dark but fascinating. I hope I capture that here with darker lyrics but really weird sonic cues, much like shadows. I hit the books to make sure I could refresh my sense of Azriel. The shadowsinger, hiding his own self doubt and frustrations beneath that stoic shell. Listen Here! And follow me behind the cut!

Nocturnal-Disclosure & The Weeknd

My shadow doesn't show in the dark The night time is inclined to my heart The emptiness I felt from the start Will follow me 'till I fall apart Nocturnal, My demons are blocking out the light And my mind is about to lose the fight Why can't I find peace, when a caracal could sleep tonight?

Talons-Bloc Party No bolt nor brick nor crucifix Can hold it back I have been wicked I have been arrogant And when it comes it will feel like a kiss, silent about it

And I did not think I'd catch fire When I held my hand to the flame And I didn't think it would catch up As fast as I could have run Fate came a-knocking When I was looking the other way

Unrequited Love-Lykke Li

And blue is my tune Another stitch to my wound Another inch in this dwell I know it all too well

When once again it's happening Oh our love has gone divided Oh my love is unrequited

Trip Switch-Nothing But Thieves

Sharing secrets with another world Rubbing shoulders with some unknown lovers Making waves through the universe Starting wars with anonymous brothers

What we do when the power's out? What do we do when the lights go down?

Woes vs Woahs-WILLS

You got me losing my mind Got me losing my mind Just to get you to notice me My friends say I'm losing it They can't even notice me But I know it's me I know it's me I know it's me

If this is nothing it's love I guess that's the way it's supposed to be If this is nothing it's love I guess that's the way it's supposed to be

You got me like woe is me, woe is me Or is it?

The Breach-Lazy Habits

And I'm in this, and it's been so long It's hard to know what you did right and what you did wrong Will the scales stay balanced at the end of the song? Coz it's all that I really wanted to be was strong

I walk this beat Feel each hit I've fallen in My blood streams I'll walk this beat I'll try to man the breach

Night Swimmers-Foals

We swim under the moon In the cool blue lagoon You count up all my scars Crumble them into stars You're such a perfect mess You in your dirty white dress And the day I came to

Holding on for Life-Broken Bells

Well you might belong to another time Still you have to carry on, yeah Nowhere else to go and you never know What to hide and what to show, no You're holding on for life, holding on for life You're holding on for love

Retrograde-James Blake

Suddenly I'm hit It's the starkness of the dawn And your friends are gone And your friends won't come So show me where you fit

Sleep-My Chemical Romance

Some say now suffer all the children And walk away a savior Or a madman and polluted From gutter institutions Don't you breathe for me Undeserving of your sympathy 'Cause there ain't no way that I'm sorry for what I did And through it all How could you cry for me? 'Cause I don't feel bad about it So shut your eyes Kiss me goodbye, and sleep

Ties-Years and Years

And you're a dancer, well, I'm a spy It's so beautiful to see you lie Are you having fun? Then give it up, you don't need that stress You're still hungry for another test Are you having fun? Oh, tell me, how did it feel? Did it all get too real for you? Everybody's screaming out your name Are you scared? 'Cause I don't think you're worth it

Genghis Khan-Miike Snow

I know there's no form And no labels to put on To this thing we keep And dip into when we need And I don't have the right To ask where you go at night But the waves hit my head To think someone's in your bed

Goodbye-Apparat & Soap Skin

Fold down your hands Give me a sign Put down your lies Lay down next to me Don't listen when I scream Bury your doubts and fall asleep Find out, I was just a bad dream

Possibly, Maybe-Bjork

As much as I definitely enjoy solitude I wouldn't mind perhaps Spending little time with you Sometimes, sometimes Possibly maybe

Keep the Streets Empty for Me-Fever Ray

Memory comes when memory's old I am never the first to know Following the stream up North Where do people like us float?

I will never disappear For forever, I'll be here Whispering Morning, keep the streets empty for me

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#acotar playlist project #azriel #az #why so much scandinavian electronica?#idk just go with it #sad boy summer #Spotify #pro azriel

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lavenderlegends · 6 months

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(header by @swiftieblink)

1989 (taylor's version) writing prompts (1 of 2)

(part two here) [i didn't see anyone else do this and was inspired by @kiddbegins] welcome to new york (taylor's version) ♡ everybody here was someone else before ♡ like any great love, it keeps you guessing / like any real love, it's ever-changing blank space (taylor's version) ♡ nice to meet you, where you been? ♡ i could show you incredible things / magic, madness, heaven, sin ♡ oh my god, look at that face / you look like my next mistake ♡ rumors fly / and i know you heard about me ♡ let's be friends / i'm dying to see how this one ends ♡ so it's gonna be forever / or it's gonna go down in flames ♡ got a long list of ex-lovers / they'll tell you i'm insane style (taylor's version) ♡ could end in burnin' flames or paradise ♡ i should just tell you to leave 'cause i know exactly where it leads ♡ you got that James Dean daydream look in your eye / and i got that red lip classic thing that you like ♡ i say, 'i heard, oh, that you've been out and about with some other girl' / he says, 'what you heard is true, but i can't stop thinkin' about you' ♡ and i got that good girl faith and a tight little skirt out of the woods (taylor's version) ♡ the rest of the world was black and white / but we were screaming in color ♡ are we out of the woods yet / are we in the clear yet ♡ we were built to fall apart / then fall back together ♡ remember when you hit the brakes too soon / twenty stitches in the hospital room

all you had to do was stay (taylor's version) ♡ people like you always want back / the love they gave away ♡ people like me wanna believe you / when you say you've changed ♡ all you had to do was stay ♡ why'd you have to go and lock me out when i let you in? ♡ you ended it / you were all i wanted shake it off (taylor's version) ♡ i go on too many dates / but i can't make them stay ♡ i never miss a beat / i'm lightnin' on my feet ♡ i'm dancin' on my own / i make the moves up as i go ♡ my ex-man brought his new girlfriend i wish you would (taylor's version) ♡ it's 2am in your car / windows down, you pass my street / the memories start ♡ you're thinking that i hate you now / 'cause you still don't know what i never said ♡ i wish you would come back / wish i never hung up the phone like i did ♡ i wish you were right here, right now ♡ wish you knew that i miss you too much to be mad anymore bad blood (taylor's version) ♡ 'cause, baby, now we got bad blood / you know it used to be mad love ♡ you made a really deep cut ♡ did you have to ruin what was shiny? / now it's all rusted ♡ did you think we'd be fine? ♡ still got scars on my back from your knife / so don't think it's in the past ♡ these kinda wounds, they last and they last ♡ time can heal, but this won't ♡ it's so sad to think about the good times wildest dreams (taylor's version) ♡ 'let's get out of this down / drive out of the city, away from the crowds' ♡ say you'll remember me / standing in a nice dress / starin' at the sunset, babe ♡ red lips and rosy cheeks / say you'll see me again / even if it's just in your wildest dreams ♡ 'no one has to know what we do' ♡ nothin' lasts forever / but this is gettin' good now ♡ and when we've had our every last kiss / my last request is ♡ someday, when you leave me / i bet these memories follow you around how you get the girl (taylor's version) ♡ say 'it's been a long six months' / and you were too afraid to tell her what you want ♡ i want you for worse or for better / i would wait forever and ever ♡ remind her how it used to be, yeah / of pictures in frames, of kisses on cheeks ♡ tell her how you must have lost your mind, oh / when you left her all alone and never told her why this love (taylor's version) ♡ clear blue water / high tide came and brought you in ♡ this love came back to me ♡ tossing, turning / struggled through the night with someone new ♡ you showed up just in time part two

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