#nyd chapter one

[foxes-that-run]

New Years Day

This song is bittersweet, placed at end to the album because NYE/NYD is an end and a beginning. Like Clean, this song is about moving on, but now with someone who stays. It was a surprise song when 1989 TV was announced. The subject and timing indicates it may have been cut from 1989. Also note the light up Anchor - like Harry's tattoo covering 'I can't change' in the World Premier video.

When Taylor performed it at the 2 June 2018 AT&T Secret Session in Chicago she introduced it by talking about Reputation being a 'bait and switch' that the album is about finding real love in the noise and learning who your friends are. Taylor Nation has a version of this with part of the intro by cuts Taylor off half way through a sentence at 24:38! They removed the part about a 3am icy swim (1:23)

"So... I found myself, um.. like 2 New Years Eve's ago I found myself in the midst of a very like incredible 3am moment where you think you are invincible and you end up like jumping in a pool in the winter and you feel super untouchable in that moment and the next morning you feel very fragile. And you're like this is love, this is what love really is. Like we all wanna find someone to kiss at midnight, that's cool or whatever But who is gonna want to hang out with me the next day? When you are like Advil or nothing! So this is a song about finding real love and finding someone to hang out with on New Year's Day."

WHY did Taylor Nation cut that? Is it because she sounds high? Because Joe was not there??? Inquiring minds need to know. The rest of their video is complete apart from a 8 second intro.

In her 1989 Grammy Museum talk Taylor talked about making 1989 sonically cohesive after Red didn't win AOTY on 26 January 2014. (6 mins) In other words, a song like New Years Day would have been cut to get AOTY. Harry and Taylors NYE kiss is well known and also in Question...?

Lyrics

There's glitter on the floor after the party Girls carrying their shoes down in the lobby Candle wax and Polaroids on the hardwood floor You and me from the night before, but

The first verse sets the scene of a morning after a party. On NYE 2013 they stayed in the Greenwich Hotel which does have hardwood floors in the suites and a lobby in which girls can carry shoes in. (I have always wondered about that combo!) Polaroids are a key theme of 1989.

(Chorus) Don't read the last page But I stay when you're lost, and I'm scared, and you're turning away I want your midnights But I'll be cleaning up bottles with you on New Year's Day

"Don't read the last page" is asking her muse to not close the book on them, to stick the relationship out through the hard and unfun times. There is a similar, or almost responding lyric in Death by a Thousand Cuts: "You said it was a great love / One for the ages / But if the story's over / Why am I still writing pages?" (Avoiding spoilers there’s also chapter references in a 1989 vault track)

Taylor is saying she will stay when it is hard and unglamorous. 'Stay' is in many HS/TS songs. Most recently in As it was "Seems you cannot be replaced / And I'm the one who will stay".

In the last lines of the chorus Taylor says she wants her muses midnights, meaning fun times, but that she will also be there to clean up the figurative and literal messes.

You squeeze my hand three times in the back of the taxi I can tell that it's gonna be a long road I'll be there if you're the toast of the town, babe Or if you strike out and you're crawling home

The first line of this verse gives us a glimpse of what happened after that Times Square kiss, Harry squeezing her hand to reassure her, them both knowing it was going to be hard. This video captures them as kids, people were yelling their names and police to get to the car. This line explores both 1 night and what was part of the downfall of the relationship.

The second half of the verse is Taylor reiterating that she will stay, if he is the toast of the town or strikes out, meaning regardless of fame. In Sweet Creature, (Released 6 months before Reputation) Harry has a similar message "When I run out of road, you bring me home"

[Bridge] Please don't ever become a stranger Whose laugh I could recognize anywhere

In the Bridge Taylor entertains that they may not stay. “whose laugh I could recognise anywhere" is so beautiful, perfectly capturing holding someone so dear fearing them becoming distant.

[Verse 3] There’s glitter on the floor after the party Girls carrying their shoes down in the lobby Candle wax and Polaroids on the hardwood floor You and me forevermore

After the bridge the first verse is repeated with 'you and me forevermore' instead of 'from the night before'. Making a vow to hold onto the relationship forever.

[Chorus] Don't read the last page But I stay when it's hard or it's wrong or we're making mistakes I want your midnights But I'll be cleaning up bottles with you on New Year's Day

Lost/scared/"you're" turning away becomes hard/wrong/"we're" making mistakes. This shows maturity. Rather than turning inward or away in a hard time they are supporting each other and accepting their mistakes.

In the context of the end of the Reputation album about drama and feeling alone Taylor is matured, looking ahead to a partnership.

[Post-Chorus] Hold on to the memories, they will hold on to you And I will hold on to you

In the closing Taylor is imploring her muse to hold on, remember the good in them despite hard times and promising to hold on too.

#haylor #reputation #new years day #Youtube

[queen-paladin]

1-25 jkjk.

1, 3, 8, 12, 14, 19, 22, 23, 24, 25.

Sorry if that's too many I just love hearing about books!

I love hearing about books too! So no need to apologize!!

One- How many books did you read this year? I read 26 books! Not all were finished, but you know. 21 were completely finished!

Three-What were your top five books of the year?

Henry IV Part One by William Shakespeare, Ahab's Wife or The Star Gazer by Sena Jester Naslund, Claim Your Power by Mastin Kipp, Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen, and The Duchess Deal by Tessa Dare

8. Did you meet any of your reading goals? Which ones?

My goals were 1) to read six books, 2) to Read Sense and Sensibility since I learned Elinor's monologue from the play (the one in context when she confesses that she knew Edward was engaged) and I wanted to learn about her character and situation, and 3) to Begin the A Court of Thorns and Roses Series, all of which I have accomplished!

12. Any books that disappointed you?

It was Wide Sargasso Sea by Jean Rhys! Although I LOVE the concept of it being Bertha Mason Rochester's story and exploring the more ableist and racist implications of Jane Eyre and seeing her in a more sympathetic light, it was very, very, hard to read, especially in the middle and latter parts. I hardly knew what was going on. If certain dramatic points weren't so juicy and it wasn't written so beautifully, I would have not finished it. But I...it's just hard to read and get into starting in the middle. Why is almost every Post Colonial Literary work I read so darn hard to read or know what the heck is going on??? Heart of Darkness and Salamin Rushdie I'm looking at you!

14. What books do you want to finish before the year is over?

I want to finish Tyrant by Stephen Greenblatt. It's about how Shakespeare wrote about politics and how his works comment on how tyrants rise to power and keep it and how they can be stopped or ended. It's fascinating and very short and I only have 30-50 pages to go, so it's a realistic finish!

19. Did you use your library?

Hell yes, I did! I spend most of the time and get most of my books from there! And it's where I get my audiobooks via Libby!

22. What’s the longest book you read?

This year? Definitely Ahab's Wife or The Star Gazer (had an audiobook to help me read some of it!). It's worth it though since it's so well-written and interesting!

23. What’s the fastest time it took you to read a book?

It took me about two weeks (I think) to finish the first volume of Lore Olympus!

24. Did you DNF anything? Why?

Yes, I did! Ironic considering my icon is from Crimson Peak as of this posting, but I Didn't finish Guilmero del Toro by Ian Nathan bc I had too many books checked out at once and it was a library book that had reached its due date. The other one was Find A Way by Diana Nyd bc I lost interest in it and got further into other books (and lately I read like 7 books at a time)

25. What reading goals do you have for next year?

I've yet to pick a number, but it might be 12. And I want to finish A Court of Mist and Fury AND go to a bookstore and buy and read Ariadne by Jennifer Saint. I have fallen in love with the myth of Ariadne (and even used it in my fanfic, Stella of Essex, or The Vicar's Wife Betrayed which became a light retelling of the myth. Oops). I read the first chapter and fell in love with it so much that I wanted to buy it and support the author. It is on my Christmas list, so maybe it'll be my gift this year! Who knows

[kinglazrus]

Not Your Danny – Ch 1. Moving Day

Phic Phight | Next | FFN | AO3

Submitted by @ecto-american: After Danny’s untimely death, his family and friends turn to Dani for comfort. She was so much like him in every single way. And she never felt more like a clone. A replacement for the “real” thing.

Summary: Maddie and Jack learn a lot of things about their son after his death: his powers, his secret life as the local hero, the truth behind his accident three years ago. And his clone who is so much like their boy. When Dani gets the offer to join their home, she thinks it's too good to be true. And she just might be right.

Word count: 2761

Two weeks after Danny dies, Danielle moves into his bedroom. It's a lacklustre affair. Dani has no belongings to bring with her, except the few trinkets stuffed in the pockets of her shorts. She only owns one pair of clothes, two of you want to be technically and count her ghost form. But that's tenuous at best when you consider the circumstances of her creation, and that her clothes were created withher, not given to her. She doesn't like to think about that too much, though.

Neither of Danny's parents are home for the occasion. Dani doesn't blame them. Her face time with Maddie and Jack Fenton over the past three years equals an hour at most—hour and a half if she really pushes it. And most of that time was with an ectogun between them. If she counts the times where she hasn't been staring down a glowing green barrel, then it's probably only five minutes, maybe less. And that only happened a few days ago.

Suffice to say, Dani and the Fentons don't have a good relationship, or a relationship of any kind. So she doesn't blame them for being out of the house when their dead son's clone, who they only recently found out about, takes over his bedroom. Although take over might be too strong of a phrase.

Dani floats next to Jazz, hovering in front of Danny's open bedroom door.

"Is it... okay?" Jazz asks.

Dani drifts inside, turning her head from side to side as she looks around. She likes the blue walls, and the open brick on the outer wall is kind of cool. The bed, covered in a purple bead spread, topped with a fluffy pillow, looks softer than anything she's ever slept on. The room is nice, if a bit messy with Danny's stuff still inside. Posters decorate the wall, some about space, others from some band called Dumpty Humpy. The shelves are stuffed full of books and model spaceships. His dirty clothes lie next to an open hamper in the corner of the room.

The sight surprises Dani more than anything.

"What are you gonna do with his stuff?" she asks. "Do people usually just," she gestures toward the room, "leave it like this?"

"What? No." Jazz shakes her head and quickly wipe her hand across her eyes. "When someone dies, their family or friends eventually pack their stuff away. Not always right away, though."

"Two weeks isn't long enough?"

Jazz's breath hitches. "Don't– don't say that. It's inconsiderate."

Dani's cheeks go hot at Jazz's admonishing tone. "Oh. Sorry." She floats further into the room, if only to escape the awkward air settling between them.

If Dani didn't know any better, she would guess that Danny had just stepped outside for a second and would be back any moment. Lowering herself to the floor, Dani settles on the carpet and walks toward the desk. A controller of some kind sits on the desk chair, its cord tangled with a headset. Dani picks the controller up and turns it over in her hand. She only vaguely recognizes the X logo in the middle of it; her travels over the past couple of years haven't exactly involved a lot of gaming. Or any.

There was a small handheld system she picked up at a garage sale once. She carried it for a few months but lost it somewhere along the way.

Dani tosses the controller onto the chair and turns back to Jazz. "So, now what?"

"Well, if you're not comfortable with Danny's things still being in here, we can get some boxes and start packing. I think we have some in the basement. If you want." Jazz tacks on the last three words with a soft voice.

"No, it's fine."

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, course." It's just stuff, after all. Dani doesn't quite get it, which also means she doesn't care. If the Fentons don't want to move Danny's stuff yet, then it can stay. He was their son before he was Dani's cousin/DNA source.

"Okay. I guess I'll just... let you get settled, then. I have to work on some plans for the memorial, but Mom and Dad should be home in a couple hours. They said they wouldn't be gone long," Jazz says.

Dani nods. A few seconds of silence pass, and once it's obvious that neither of them is going to say anything more, Jazz turns and walks down the hall. Finally alone, Dani lets her ghost form fall away. The transformation rings prickle as their bright light ghosts over her skin, and when it fades, she's left in her typical shorts and hoodie. Dani rubs her arms until the prickling fades, then flops onto the bed.

Damn. It really is the softest thing she's ever lain on. And the blankets are warm. They smell like Danny, too. That's something Dani never thought she would think. She didn't even realize Danny had a smell, but it's hard to ignore now. It's not the most tangible smell. The best word Dani can find to describe it is crisp, like a cold day. She would bet her beanie that it was because of his ice powers, an ability they had never shared.

Dani shakes her head. Everything is weird enough right now. The last thing she needs to be contemplating is how Danny used to smell. It's also, like, a super creepy line of thought, yeah? Yeah.

As she stares up at the ceiling, a blur of movement catches her eye. Her gaze jumps toward it, in the corner of the bedroom closest to the door. A small brown lump clings to the ceiling. A bug, no doubt. Dani can't tell what kind, and she doesn’t care enough to find out. It's not too surprising, considering how messy Danny's room is. There's probably some old pizza hiding under his bed or something.

Dani rolls onto her side and closes her eyes. A little bug doesn't bother her, not after the places she's slept. And if the Fentons won't be home for a while, and Jazz is busy, she might as well take advantage of her new bed and the next few hours to get some shuteye. God knows she needs it.

—

Maddie feels sorry for Vlad's receptionist. She bears a striking resemblance to Maddie herself, with short auburn hair just a touch redder than Maddie's own, a curvy frame, and a sharp, pointed chin. She's even wearing blue, bless her heart. The girl is pretty, and young, and kind. Can't be too far out of high school, and hoping a job at the mayor's office will look good on her resume. Maddie hopes it pays off. The girl deserves it for putting up with Vlad daily. Working for him seems to be taking a toll on her, judging by the distressed look in her eyes when she looks up from Vlad's appointment book.

"I'm sorry, there's no appointment for you. I don't know if I can let you in," she says.

Maddie sighs. "Mr. Masters left me a message"—or several—"asking me to come in."

"I'm really sorry, but he didn't mention expecting you... oh no." The receptionist's eyes widen and she starts digging through papers on her desk. "Did I forget to write it down again? He got so upset last time."

Maddie reaches out and touches her shoulder, stopping the frantic search. "It's all right, dear. It's not your fault."

She suspected, when Vlad left numerous messages on her cellphone rather than calling the house, that something more was up. How Vlad even got her cellphone number she doesn't want to know. She will also be changing it very soon thanks to this incident.

"He's particular about his meetings," the receptionist says. "I really can't let you in."

"Just let him know I'm here, and I'll take care of the rest."

The receptionist nods. While she goes for the phone, Maddie steps away from the desk and turns back to the waiting area. It's empty besides her and the receptionist—not surprising this early on a Monday, and all the better for Maddie. She pulls her cellphone from her purse and checks the time; It's just after eight. Dani is due at Fenton Works soon, but Maddie and Jack won't be back until noon, at least. The reminder makes her wince.

Missing half of Dani's first day at home isn't ideal, but Maddie wants to get this meeting over with as fast as possible. They had other plans in the city, anyway, made before they invited Dani into their home. Better to get everything done at once.

Maddie eyes plush waiting room armchairs, wondering if there's any point in sitting down, when the receptionist calls out, "Mrs. Fenton?"

Maddie opens her mouth to answer, but her phone—still in her hand—buzzes at that moment. Jack's name stretches across the screen. "Excuse me." She steps toward the elevators on the far side of the room and turns her back to the receptionist, the closest semblance of privacy she can get, before answering her phone. "Hey, Jack. Is your meeting done already?"

"Not even close! How goes the shopping?"

"Fine so far. I forgot we didn't ask...." She tenses, feeling the receptionist's stare at her back. "We didn't ask what she might need, so I'm just grabbing the basics. Do you want me to pick something up for you? Are you waiting on the park board?"

"About that... I'm with them now, and—what day did we settle on for the memorial, again?"

Maddie shakes her head, but not out of annoyance. Jack forgetting the day hardly surprises her. He tends to forget the little details. If anything, it makes her feel grounded. The past two weeks have been a lot, to put it lightly. A lot of changes. A lot of revelations. But she can always rely on Jack to be his usual self.

"A month from today," she says.

"Thanks, baby! You're the best! See you later." The phone beeps as Jack hangs up. Maddie sighs while the corner of her lip twitches upwards. It's the closest she's come to smiling since Danny died. She holds like that for a moment, caught between the ache choking her heart and the desire for things to get better. They won't, not for a long time. She won't fool herself into thinking otherwise. But it's nice, for a moment, to pretend things might be okay.

"Leaving Jack alone with the DPR? I feel sorry for them." Vlad's slimy voice ruins the moment after the first syllable.

Maddie tenses, clutching her phone tighter, and turns to face him. "Vlad. It's bad business to ask for a meeting, then make your guest wait."

When Vlad smiles, his whitened teeth cut a bright slash across his cheeks. It's too wide, too sharp. Never reaches his eyes. Maddie remembers, long ago, when Vlad had a soft smile. He used it sparingly, doling it out to only the most deserved. She can't imagine him smiling like that now.

"Well, I don't mean to be presumptive, but when I phone a friend hoping for a visit, I expect them to stop by my house, not my work."

"Your mistake, then."

The receptionist's typing falters. Her have yet to stray from her screen, but Maddie already knows she's listening in. Vlad probably does, too.

"Natalie!" he snaps.

The receptionist jerks upright. "Yes, sir?"

Vlad rests a hand on Maddie's back and pushes her forward. She moves, if only to step out of his reach, and heads toward his office. Vlad reaches into his suit jacket as he walks. He pulls out his wallet and pinches a few random bills, tugging them out without looking. "Take a break. I'm sure you could use a coffee to perk you up."

He leans in front of Maddie to drop the bills on Natalie's desk. The contact makes Maddie grimace, and she hurries ahead into his office. When she turns, Vlad is already closing the door. The last thing Maddie sees of the waiting room is Natalie's frown as she glances at a paper cup sitting in plain view on her desk.

"Now, Maddie." Vlad turns. Rather than heading to his desk, he steps toward Maddie and touches her arm. "How are you doing?"

"You left me seven messages just so you could ask that?" Maddie brushes Vlad's hand off. In three long strides, she cuts across his office and takes one of the visitor's chairs. While the waiting room had plush armchairs, these are made of dark wood, armless, with firm leather cushions and straight backs. A deliberate choice, no doubt.

Vlad comes up beside her, his hand on the second chair. Before he can sit, Maddie swings her purse off her shoulder and drops it on the empty cushion. Vlad pauses, glances between her and the bag, but relents and takes his seat at the desk instead.

His chair sits considerably higher than Maddie's.

"I can imagine the pain you're going through right now," he says.

Maddie's fists clench. "Can you really?"

"Believe it or not, yes, I can." He pauses, giving her a chance to respond. But whatever question he wants her to ask, whatever game he wants to play, Maddie refuses to give in. She might have put up with him once, but after what he's done, he will be lucky if she willingly suffers his presence ever again after today.

She waits for Vlad to elaborate.

"I'm sure you've wondered, all this time, where Danny went whenever he disappeared for hours. Being our city's young hero explains a lot of it, yes, but to be honest, that wasn't everything." Vlad stops to take a deep breath, closing his eyes for a brief moment. It's quite the performance. "To tell you the truth, he was often with me."

Bullshit! Maddie wants to shout, but she bites it back. Her jaw aches from how hard she clenches her teeth.

"I discovered his secret a long time ago and gave him a safe place away from home. You know, when conversation at the dinner table got to be too much." Vlad pauses again, letting his words sink in.

Maddie hates that she knows exactly what he means. All those times she and Jack discussed their inventions, their plans for when they finally captured the ghost boy. Most of what Vlad is saying might be a lie, but the truth within it cuts her deeply. "Really?"

Vlad might think himself a great actor, but he's apparently ignorant to Maddie's own deception. He nods at her questioning tone, eyes low and mouth pressed into a grim line. "I understand this is hard to hear. I did my best to make him feel safe, and we actually became close. Over the years, I came to think of him as something of a son. And his death has affected me deeply."

He stands, trailing his hand along his desk as he walks around toward Maddie. His shoulders droop, as if Danny's absence weighs on him. It really is a good performance. Peering closer, Maddie sees that he even looks pallid, and purple bags rest under his eyes. A look easily accomplished with some pale foundation and smudged eyeshadow.

"It's like a piece of me is missing without him. I'm sure you feel the same. We need each other, Maddie. To make us whole again."

Vlad reaches toward her, but she ducks away from him, slipping out of her chair. His hand falls through the empty air and he stumbles, nearly falling into the chair.

Now he's being ridiculous, Maddie thinks. She could have fallen for the makeup and the sob story if she didn't know better, but the off balance act? The distressed look in his eye when she pulls away? She's insulted that he thinks she would fall for it.

"You're right Vlad. I'm in pain. Danny is gone and it feels like he took a piece of me with him when he died. But I have my family to help me through it." She grabs her purse off the other chair and heads for the door. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have somewhere to be."

"Madeline, please—"

"Vladimir!" Her shout tears at her throat. She turns on him, blinking to fight back the burn in her eyes. He stands frozen where she left him, crumpled pathetically against her empty chair, one hand still outstretched. Maddie swallows the lump in her throat. "Enough."

She leaves without another word.

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[nyd-needs-cuddles]

*screams in svsss au*

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[mitchtheficus]

A Golden Lovers Timeline

PART 6: SEIZE THE THRONE

Welcome to the pining chapter(s) of this love story

New Years Dash is one of my favorite events in NJPW, it takes place the day after WK and it generally sets up new storylines for the year to come. you never really know what’s going to happen

this particular NYD (Jan 5th, 2016 - Official LINK, Unofficial LINK) is extremely good. Kenny and AJ have a tag match against Nakamura and YOSHI-HASHI, and Kenny (still a junior) pins Nakamura (the IC champion) winning the match. It’s the exact kind of Proving himself he set out to do by joining bullet club

and as they celebrate the victory Kenny looks over at AJ Styles

[ID: AJ stands on the second rope of the right turnbuckle, hands raised in victory. On the other side of the ring Kenny is prepared to do the same but he stops, puts his foot back on the mat and turns his head to look over at AJ. End ID]

and goes, i’ve had enough of this fuckin guy

[ID: Kenny gets AJ on his shoulders from where AJ was standing on the turnbuckle in the last gif. AJ flails and Kenny hits him with the one-winged angel. End ID]

The other members of bullet club rush out to intervene, but when it comes down to a question of Kenny vs anyone else (a question they are forced to face fairly often), the Young Bucks pick Kenny.

[ID: two gifs. in the first the young bucks crowd Kenny into the turnbuckle, speaking closely to him while the other bullet club members are huddled around AJ's prone body. in the second the other members of the bullet club have AJ standing up with their help and Kenny and the Bucks superkick him. End ID]

Always.

[ID: two screenshots from twitter, in the first Matt Jackson posts a collage, with photos of the bucks being buddies with Devitt, AJ and Adam Cole on the left, and on the right pictures of them kicking them out of the bullet club with the twitter caption: “We’ve had to make a couple executive decisions over the years.” Someone replied “When’s Kenny” and Matt quote retweets saying “Wherever Kenny goes, We go.” Kenny has liked the tweet. End ID]

(at least in this story)

Kenny didn't sell his soul, carve out his own heart, and get saddled with a ring name like “The Cleaner” just so he could be some lowly underling. Now that he’s had a chance to feel the full breadth and depth of his own ambition, he’s come to believe that he is The Best Wrestler in the World and he’s ready to prove it. Who the hell is AJ Styles anyway?

[ID: Screenshot from the documentary Second Home. Kenny is saying: "I can finally take my position as the rightful leader. And yes I say the rightful, I should have always been the leader" End ID]

Kenny was just holding himself back out of some kind of misplaced loyalty to AJ

[ID: Gif of Kenny's promo after betraying AJ, he says: "While I struggled! While I starved! Forcing myself to be a junior!" End ID]

Of course he’s been a True heavyweight all along, only faking being a junior to accommodate AJ’s ego. But no longer. He has to reach as far as possible and AJ’s in his way

This moment is also the birth of The Elite (a group comprised of Kenny and the Bucks, separate from and Above the rest of the bullet club, the rest of njpw and roh, and the rest of wrestlers generally)

[ID: picture of Kenny posing over AJ’s slumped body while the bucks do their pose on their side of him. I’m not sure it’s intentional but it mirrors the pose Devitt did when BC beat Kenny in the super juniors. End ID]

When we next see Kenny his gear has changed

until now heel!Kenny has been wearing black trunks with two golden wings on the back framing the bullet club logo

[ID: image of the trunks described above]

but heavyweight!Kenny’s got full length pants!

[ID: screenshots of Kenny’s entrance, his pants are swirly pinks and black, with blue fringe down the sides, Bucks are with him wearing colorful pants with fringe at the bottom. End ID]

and they are multi-purpose

1. Kenny irl wasn’t especially interested in the silent/cold/calculating “badass” character njpw gave him, these new pants are colorful and a bit silly, asserting his own interpretation of his character over the company’s (kind of like with the broom shtick)

2. they kind of match the Young Bucks’ gear (colorful and with fringe), signaling their connection

3. these pants become Kenny’s Not A Serious Match gear, he only wears them when he’s in matches that he sees as Unimportant, and for those matches he also keeps his shirt on. So they can be used to demonstrate his contempt for his opponents (wearing them even in title matches against those he sees as unworthy etc.)

[ID: two gifs of Kenny speaking to the camera in a ring. in the first he says: “No black tights today! We keepin’ this shirt on! Not a big match.” End ID]

We see his Serious Match pants for the first time a little later, in a tag match against Tanahashi. it’s his first match as a heavyweight against someone who matters, and it’s the lead up to their IC title match

On this new gear are two wings, one is complete and whole, made of silver and gold feathers

[ID: the wing described above. End ID]

the other is skeletal and almost completely bare except for a few lone feathers still clinging to the bones

[ID: the wing described above. End ID]

(how dramatic is that. to put your broken heart on your gear and only wear it to important events in your life)

Kenny and Tana’s IC title match is really, really fun (Feb 14, 2016 - Official LINK, Unofficial LINK) there is some ridiculous, elaborate cheating involving the bucks, it’s so funny that one of the japanese commentators actually bursts out laughing

(this isn’t important but Red Shoes DOES kick at the young bucks in this match and i love him)

[ID: gif from the match. Kenny is laying near the edge of the ring while the bucks spray Cold Spray on his knee. Red Shoes sees them and runs over, sticking his leg through the ropes to kick at them. End ID]

Kenny wins

it’s a huge moment, not only because it’s his first heavyweight title (something Kota was never able to achieve) but also because he wins it from Hiroshi Tanahashi, the Ace of NJPW, one of the Big Three wrestlers of NJPW, and Kota’s wrestling god

[ID: picture of Kenny’s post-match promo, saying “ You have a new valentine. You have a new hero. You have a new god! You will love me!” End ID]

NJPW makes a short documentary called Second Home [April 2016 - Official LINK, Unofficial LINK] about Kenny as new IC champ. In it they go to the location of his first match against Kota, and it’s clear that even now, in this moment of triumph, Kenny is still mourning Kota’s absence

[ID: two gifs of Kenny from the documentary Second Home. He says: “Back then [...] he was the real Golden Star, he had everythinggg in the palm of his hands, he was the future, and that day [their first match] I just wasn’t good enough. Boy, things have changed. Really changed.” he looks wistful. End ID]

He’s openly wondering where Kota could be, making little comments that seem to simultaneously plead for Kota to come back and dare him to

“I thought from then [their first match] I had found my arch-nemesis. My rival. And then...as time went on, we became friends. Best friends. But alas... It's a new day. It's a new year. Everything's completely different. I'm the intercontinental champion and Ibushi is nowhere to be found. Where is he? I don't know. So will there ever be a match? I don't know. Maybe not. Maybe he's not in my league anymore. He's just old feelings. You know, like when you miss your ex-girlfriend. It's kind of like that. Just something that stays with you in your heart.” - Kenny in Second Home

Kenny may not know where in the world Kota has gone off to, but he’s about to find out

during the last few months Kota has been enjoying his time being a freelancer on the indies, wrestling as a representative of “the Ibushi Pro Wrestling Research Institute” and now his wanderings have taken him all the way to WWE

[ID: Screenshot of WWE’s article with the headline “Kota Ibushi shows up at NXT TakeOver: Dallas” with a picture of Kota in the crowd. End ID]

in June 2016 Kota is announced as an entrant in WWE’s Cruiserweight Classic tournament

[ID: Kota stands in the middle of the CWC ring, wearing a CWC shirt (part of the parade of cruiserweights). End ID]

(Kenny is unimpressed)

“For him to do that, be a junior in WWE, isn't that embarrassing? I can do so much more here (in New Japan)." - Kenny (translation by Chris Charlton)

(wouldn’t you rather be here, Kota? In NJPW? With me? Being a heavyweight? With me?)

and while Kota tests out the waters in America, Kenny gets ready to participate in his first ever G1 Climax

[PART 7] [ALL PARTS]

#kenny omega #kota ibushi #the golden lovers #njpw #goldenloverstimeline #piningera #mestuff #myomegagifs #mykotagifs #myGLgifs #alternative title: wear your heart on your butt #the way i thought i could make it to the end of the g1 with this post... #kenny showing up in new pants: update on my heart guys its gotten worse

[starpunchsoup]

I'd Do Absolutely Anything For You - Chapter Six

(aka the ‘Kurt has EDS-verse.’)

Summary: Kurt Hummel has ehlers-danlos syndrome, a genetic condition that makes his joints very flexible, but also incredibly prone to dislocating. Blaine, upon realizing how chronic Kurt’s condition is, learns how to help put Kurt physically back together, while Kurt has to navigate putting himself mentally back together. (Set in modern-ish time. Yay technology and science, boo covid.)

Chapter Six: Mostly Group Chat Shenanigans

Read under the cut below, or read the full story on AO3!

The week between Christmas and New Year’s was always strange; but for Kurt especially, it was his least favorite time of the year. He was more tired than usual, reclusive even. Kurt spent most of the week wrapped up in the maroon electric blanket Blaine insisted on giving him for Christmas, watching hours and hours of Say Yes To The Dress on his phone. Blaine and his parents had flown to Los Angeles to spend time with his brother, so Kurt was assuming that Blaine was about as miserable as he was. Kurt didn’t know much about Blaine’s brother, other than they weren’t very close.

Kurt closes his eyes as he tries to swallow his own bitter feelings. It’s unfair of you to be mad at Blaine for having a strained relationship with his brother. You can’t be upset that he is unhappy visiting family, simply because you are unhappy that you cannot visit your own. Kurt reminds himself.

Kurt hears a gentle knock at his door, and Kurt pauses his show. “Come in.”

Carole slowly opens the door and makes her way inside Kurt’s bedroom. “Hey, Kurt. How are you feeling?” She asks, closing the door behind her and walking over to sit next to Kurt on his bed.

“Physically? I’m actually doing sort of okay. Emotionally? Not super phenomenal, but we’re getting through it, I suppose.” Kurt says with a shrug.

“Yeah, that’s about what I thought you’d say.” Carole says with a sad smile, and she gently brushes away a few hairs on Kurt’s forehead. “It doesn’t go away, but it gets easier over time.”

“I know. And it has, in some ways. Anniversaries just suck.” Kurt winces dramatically, earning a small chuckle from Carole.

“Yeah. Yeah they do.” Carole spaces out for half a second, and Kurt decides not to snap her out of it. He knows that faraway look, he’s had that look on his face since he was eight. “Well. I just wanted to double check. Everyone is cold and sad, so I’m making some potato soup for dinner if you’re hungry. I bought the good bread for dipping.”

“You’re my hero.” Kurt smiles, reaching out to grab Carole’s hand. “Thank you.”

Carole squeezes Kurt’s hand before she lets go. “Anytime.” She stands up, and quietly leaves Kurt’s bedroom.

***

On day four of Kurt’s grief-fueled shutdown, Santana has had enough.

From: Lima Heights Adjacent

(2:56 P.M.)

>ok losers. who’s volunteering to throw a nye party. princess hummel is having a meltdown and if i dont see his lil smiley face in the next four days, i am actually going to fistfight god.

From: Ryan Seacrest Tramp Stamp

(3:01 P.M.)

>Fighting God is not possible, nor is it smart. You couldn’t even fight Zizes, The Big Man would crush you.

>Also, that sounds like so much fun! I can’t host though, any volunteers?

From: We make culture 💖

(3:03 P.M.)

>Santana. You are aware as to why Kurt is upset, right?

Kurt rolls his eyes, but smiles at Mercedes’s protectiveness.

To: The Brady Bunches Of Oats

(3:05 P.M.)

>i’m all good cedes. a party sounds fun! i don’t think i can host tho, pretty sure carole has to work early on NYD

From: Tina Cohen Queen

(3:06 P.M.)

>i can host!! my parents are partying with one of my mom’s college friends in columbus, so bc it’s so far she said they’d be spending the night there. party at the cohen-chang residence!!!

From: RIP My Faggy Lamp </3

(3:07 P.M.)

>wow santana. it’s sweet you care about kurt so much 👀

From: Lima Heights Adjacent

(3:09 P.M.)

>shut it manboobs. puck, u got booze?

From: Puckasaurus

(3:15 P.M.)

>with this much time i could get us a distillery. shld i bring anything…special?

From: Lima Heights Adjacent

(3:18 P.M.)

>tbh those cupcakes you made our sophomore year were good as fuck. if u wanna make some…more potent ones, i think thats ok 👀

From: Ryan Seacrest Tramp Stamp

(3:20 P.M.)

>Oh no.

From: Puckasaurus

(3:20 P.M.)

>SAY LESS

To: The Brady Bunches Of Oats

(3:21 P.M.)

>tana. i hope you know what you’ve done

From: RIP My Faggy Lamp </3

(3:23 P.M.)

>this is puck in his element. reeling puck back in is mine. i’ll make sure he doesnt go too overboard

To: The Brady Bunches Of Oats

(3:24 P.M.)

>oh ya you were so good at reeling puck in that one time that he broke your PS4 by knocking it off the shelf when you dared him to do a backflip off of ur bed

From: Twinkle Toes

(3:25 P.M.)

>Yikes! Do not envy that.

From: Samothy

(3:27 P.M.)

>lmfaoooooo that lowkey was funny as hell. also, count me in for this party. i know it’s just bc we’re on winter break but. i miss u guys

From: We make culture 💖

(3:29 P.M.)

>if anyone throws up i’m not babysitting. miss jones wants a night off from being the responsible one

To: The Brady Bunches Of Oats

(3:31 P.M.)

>so valid kween 💖

From: Rachel Barbra Brice ⭐

(4:02 P.M.)

>Hey! When did I stop being the responsible one? :(

To: The Brady Bunches Of Oats

(4:04 P.M.)

>since the last time u got drunk and made out w my boyfriend and then tried to steal him away from me bc he’s hot and talented

>yes i’m gonna die mad about that

From: Twinkle Toes:

(4:04 P.M.)

>As you should. It was funny at first, but it got really weird, really fast. Yikes.

From: Don’t Call Me Arthur

(4:04 P.M.)

>mike ur so correct king. shit was whack yo

From: Brittany Not Spears

(4:05 P.M.)

>idk i thought it was kinda hot

From: Rachel Barbra Brice ⭐

(4:07 P.M.)

>He wasn’t your boyfriend yet! :(

From: Blainey Babey <3

(4:11 P.M.)

>i’m gone for a family thing for TWO HOURS and yall blow up my phone like this. wtf i hate it here

>also the kiss w rachel wasnt bad by any means but being kiss-ambushed while waiting for coffee is not high on my list of favorite experiences

To: The Brady Bunches Of Oats

(4:13 P.M.)

>when are u getting back from family obligations hot stuff

>AKA can you join us for new years shenanigans

>AKA do i have to fight rachel off w a stick during this party as well

>at least we’re actually dating now so i can throw a tantrum if i need to 😈

From: Blainey Babey <3

(4:15 P.M.)

>ma says my flight should land about 2ish on nye. so i can make it, but i’m gonna be jetlagged to shit lmao

From: RIP My Faggy Lamp </3

(4:18 P.M.)

>...you guys do remember that she’s not exactly single right now either, right

>i may have to fight gelmet off with a stick to get him off my girl smh

From: Rachel Barbra Brice ⭐

(4:22 P.M.)

>You wouldn’t be upset if I still wanted to duet with Blaine though, right?

To: The Brady Bunches Of Oats

(4:22 P.M.)

>are you asking for my permission or your boyfriends

From: Don’t Call Me Arthur

(4:23 P.M.)

>yes yes everyone wants to kiss blaine. can yall take the familial issues out of the living room

>i hate it when mom + dad fight

***

The day before Tina’s New Years Eve party, Kurt tells himself that he absolutely cannot avoid asking his dad about it any longer. After a few seconds of deep breathing outside Burt and Carole’s room, Kurt knocks on the door.

“What’s up?” Kurt hears his dad call from inside the room, which was code for ‘come in.’

Kurt opens the door and steps into the room. Kurt’s dad is laying on his bed, reading a book - which was pretty normal whenever he wasn’t at work.

“Hey! I just wanted to talk to you about New Year’s.” Kurt says outright, knowing that beating around the bush is rarely a smart tactic with his dad.

Burt glances up from his book to look at Kurt, and he sets the book down on the bed next to him. “Okay, what’s the plan for New Years?”

“Tina offered to host a New Year’s Eve party. I said I couldn’t host because Carole works early on the first of the year, but Tina’s parents are visiting some friends in Columbus over the winter break.” Kurt takes in another deep breath. “Normally glee club get togethers are no big deal, but I wanted your explicit permission for this. With Tina’s parents gone, and Puck having a few days to plan…things are probably going to get a bit out of hand. Given what happened at Rachel’s party last year, I figured being 100% transparent was important. Especially because I know for a fact that this is going to be more of an ordeal than the last party I went to.”

Burt raises an eyebrow, then shrugs. “Okay.”

Kurt blinks. Then blinks again. His eyebrows furrow together as he tries to figure out if he heard his father right. “Okay?”

“Listen, Kurt. You’ve had a hell of a year. A hell of a life, at that. I’m so proud of you, you know that? If you want one night off from being Superman, I can’t say I blame ya.” Kurt isn’t used to his dad being so lenient. While they’ve always had a good and honest relationship, after Kurt’s mom died, he became very protective of the only piece of her he had left.

“Dad, are you serious?” Kurt said, still absolutely puzzled.

“I mean, there are a few rules I’d like to set down before you go, but I trust you kid.” Burt stated nonchalantly.

Kurt smiles a little bit, sitting down at the foot of the bed. “Okay, rules like what?”

Kurt’s dad matches his smile. “Well for starters, I am driving you guys there and home. I don’t want anybody having access to their keys and doing something stupid, yeah?” Kurt nods in agreement. “So, I will drive you and Blaine and Finn in the evening, I’m assuming that you all will be spending the night, and then you can text me in the morning for me to come get you guys.”

“Yeah, that’s reasonable enough.” Kurt agrees, gesturing for his father to continue.

“And I want you to give that whole glee club my number, okay? If anything goes wrong at all, you call me, and we’ll deal with it. It’s not a call I want to get, but I’d rather you kids be safe. Carole has to be up early on the first, but I don’t - so no hesitations, okay?” Kurt nods again. “And all I ask is that you use your judgment. You’re a smart kid, I hope that won’t go away anytime soon. Take care of yourself. That’s all I want.” Burt leans forward and gives his son’s shoulder a quick squeeze, then leans back against the headboard of the bed. “I think that’s all I have to say.”

“That’s…surprisingly reasonable, actually. And yes, I will text everyone your number and double check that everyone has it saved before anything happens. Thank you, dad. You’re the best.” Kurt says excitedly.

“I have the mug to prove it.” Burt says with a small chuckle, picking his book back up.

#nat writes things #i'd do absolutely anything for you

[cyb-by-lang]

Fic Writer Interview

Tagged by: @writer-and-artist27

Name: Lang (or Liangnui for people who want to try to parse my back-asswords attempt at Pinyin as a college student)

Fandoms: Naruto (well, the universe I made), MDZS/The Untamed, My Hero Academia, One Piece, and Critical Role, at least in terms of what I’ve actually written for. Other stuff that has shown up includes Assassin’s Creed (before it went off the rails), Persona 5, Dragon Age, and more.

Two Shot: Closest I’ve got is enfants perdus, which was a fic written as a reaction to episode 26 of Critical Role’s second campaign and contains the best DnD-style battle I’ve ever written. It technically has a third chapter, but that’s just for fun.

Most Popular Multi-chapter Fic: Catch Your Breath by a mile. Even when I’m not actively writing for it, it serves as a baseline for every other Naruto fic I write.

Actual Worst Part of Writing: It varies, usually by the results on the “what is vexing Lang today” dartboard of writing progress debuffs. The usual suspects are fight scenes — which I know am good at — because of the amount of tedious detail-wrangling they involve, and the process of plotting things.

How You Choose Your Titles: Chapter titles in CYB and OSF come from songs, Shell Game had a “aspect of school life” theme going for a while, Dig Two Graves chapter titles are all single-word summaries of the events therein, and it must be a thursday’s first arc had all the titles come from the warlock class’s Eldritch Invocations. 

In terms of actual fic titles: CYB and OSF are from songs, Shell Game is a term for a con and a turtle pun, Dig Two Graves is a part of a longer saying, and it must be a thursday is a riff on both the But For Me, It Was Tuesday trope name and to CR’s traditional airing weekday.

Do You Outline: Not consistently. I tend to pile up notes for a while, then start writing, then discard basically everything as the writing evolves beyond the outline. Nowadays, the actual outline is a bulleted list of what needs to happen in a given chapter, sitting at the end of the document.

Ideas You Probably Won't Get Around To, But Wouldn't It Be Nice?:

1. An FMA crossover based on a really shitty pun and Xingese culture. One of the few ideas I have that don’t really feature Kei, at least not as her actualized late-CYB self.

2. Pokemon crossover. It would be extremely cute.

3. Persona 5 fic. I had a vague thought about it during Shell Game’s run, but it’d probably wear away at Kei’s patience until she got arrested for dangling the volleyball coach out a third-floor window by his ankles. At least UA has superheroes. Instead, I just snuck a couple of Persona 5 references into Shell Game.

4. I have wanted to actually write a proper Fire Emblem Three Houses fic forever, but it doesn’t appear to be happening because I cannot confine myself to a one-shot for the life of me.

Callouts At Me: Howsabout I actually finish some stories. The fact that Shell Game and Nailed It! have been marked “complete” gives me joy every time I see them. A lot of other fics on my roster do not. XD

Best Writing Traits:

1. Snarky first-person or third-person narration. When people say they stick around my fics, this is usually one of the common reasons they cite. As a probably inevitable consequence, writing characters who don’t have opinions about everything is extremely slow going.

2. Banter and character interactions during downtime. One of the things I try to do a lot is actually make the characters friends, with a dynamic that is compelling and allows them to relax in each other’s presence. Sure, it’s a bit more rough-and-ready than some people probably prefer, but I find the back-and-forth allows the truly sincere moments to shine through better.

Spicy Tangential Opinion:

If you decide to drop one of my fics in the middle for whatever reason, don’t tell me about it. Especially don’t tell me in a hostile tone, as though you’re trapped on the page by a cursed internet browser that will devour your OS if you ever click the back button and that somehow makes your fit of pique my fault.

Just close the tab like a normal person.

This seems to be a thing that happens more often on FF.Net than on AO3 for whatever reason.

Tagging: @nyd-needs-cuddles, @mikkeneko, and whoever else feels like it?

#fic writer interview #ask the author #asks

[brandnewdress]

reputation is just such a good album????? idsb and Taylor’s first ‘shit’ in a song??? dbm and vocals???? delicate??????? the way the ... in rfi and the ... in so it goes represent the two ‘chapters’ in reputation - how people perceive her and how she actually is???? ciwyw?? the video with the fox slippers???????? dress???? DRESS!!!! the way NYD is one of the best album closers????? I could talk about reputation all day

#trying to decide if I like folklore more than reputation and I think the answer is they’re equal

[jakeperalta]

This is the same anon as before. You brought up interesting points, like how some rep songs dont fit with the newer albums aesthetic..I didnt even think about that. I was just thinking there wasnt a lot of big singles during rep. I think New Years Day would fit at least yay. But also a lot of the hits of Lover are very poppy and upbeat entirely different from Folklore. I know no one likes the singles that much but I was talking to my sister who said it seems obvious from just listening they would be singles and I kinda agree nothing else would've fit. I think Cruel Summer wouldve been too personal or it would become about her personal life to the media I mean. Also it occurred to me that maybe no one likes Lover now a year later was only because she already put out Folklore and people were just comparing. I think Lover would be a fun tour, but I'm not sure about Folklore and what she would and wouldnt perform. Another reason is that in my opinion, both eras felt short. I actually loved the buildup to Lover and the promo was good. I dont really need promo..rep didnt have any for example, but I guess cuz there are no music videos or singles either? I just dont know what it is but also I understand because of Covid. Theres a new magazine interview with Paul McCartney today though and maybe there will be another live performance at an awards show. I loved the making of the songs videos too, that made me feel connected to her. I do love Folklore though but maybe listening as an album doesnt work for me. The half fact and fiction thing..I understand it and its clever but it really affected the listening experience the first time I think cuz I didnt know. It's okay cuz I usually listen to individual songs anyway. In the future I would prefer if she did a concept album or a complete story like a musical. Even her other albums like 1989 or Rep kinda have a beginning middle end. I know Folklore isn't supposed to be that but I think even ending on Hoax without the Lakes makes it feel unfinished to me. Maybe I should just listen to the more story songs first all together then the more personal songs which I like more. I guess I haven't tried that. Anyway thank you for reading and responding to everything..like all the different points I made. I really appreciate it..and it's okay if you dont agree cuz a lot of people say I'm overanalyzing.

i hope she continues to play nyd live, it’s one of the songs that can kind of fit with any era and would be a great one from rep to bring forward! personally i would’ve loved to have cruel summer as the lead single (mostly because i don’t really like me! or yntcd as songs lol) but i think that’s a good point that she wanted the singles to not invite speculation into her private life and just focus on a general message/vibe for the era instead. the lover era definitely felt short, especially since there was that long build up and then we didn’t get to see it through with a tour or anything and now with folklore the whole aesthetic and everything has changed so it really feels like the lover era is dead :( i think we’ll have to wait and see with folklore, i’m sure we’ll get some more performances and other kind of press stuff but tour will definitely be interesting because it feels like the kind of album suited to small intimate gigs not big festivals like lover.

i get that about preferring individual songs to the experience of listening to a whole album, i usually put either my whole library or playlists on shuffle because i’m a lot more song-oriented too! i agree about folklore especially, it feels to me that it could work in any order (and the lakes is definitely a better closing track than hoax imo) and definitely doesn’t have the same sort of cohesive structure type thing that 1989 or rep or even red have, i guess because of how it’s all a bit of a mish mash of fiction and reality and a load of stories all combined into one. maybe that’s why she also put out those different chapters, to sort of show that there’s different orders to listen and ways to categorize the songs, unlike something like rep that really works best as that whole narrative.

#i think it's fun to overanalyze like this! these asks are always interesting to receive :) #taylor swift #Anonymous #answered

[melodramas-archive]

i'm thinking about how even though new year’s day and iftye are so different they’re both perfect transitions from rep to lover.

new year’s day is a breath at the end of rep, taylor’s finally allowed herself to let go of what the media defines her as, and wants to hold on to her lover for as long as she can. whether or not he’s the toast of the town or he’s crawling home, she wants to share every single one of her moments with him. she loves him unconditionally, which provides a wonderful transition into lover, an album where she professes her love for joe on so many levels.

iftye, on the other hand, is an official fuck you to anyone who doubted or shittalked taylor previously, and she is ready to let go of that completely as she enters a new chapter of her life. though everyone else got out some popcorn as soon as [her] rep started going down, her lover has stayed with her through thick and thin, just as she promised she would do in nyd. taylor’s gotten a clear message, learned some hard lessons thanks to everyone who didn’t believe in her, but she lets that fade to a blur, and wants to start a brand new life with her lover.

#aashna.txt

[faean]

Adamance of a Dragon

Collaborator: @i-am-here-with-fanfic.

Rating: T; I am too tired for this.

Word Length: 2,138

Chapter 7: So, It Begins

Author’s Note: Terribly sorry about the delay and apparent inactivity. It has been a... curious few months. Fortunately, I am back. And I intend on staying, my filthy heathens.

                                                       _________                                                      

           “Amazing… I’ve never seen a Quirk like yours so up close. I mean, I’ve seen some heroes who have Quirks that allow them to use magic or have mythological references but they’re usually vigilantes and most of them happen to be European or in the Americas due to the media coverage although there’s the Dragoon Hero but-”

           “Deku, you’re muttering again. It’s honestly kinda creepy.” Uraraka mentioned as we ate our lunches.

           My little clover was quite the adept interviewer; he had been asking me questions about my Quirk every chance he got since the deal we made before homeroom. My interest was piqued when I suggested an equal trade of knowledge regarding our Quirks and that seemed to rattle him as he began spewing excuses. It was…

           Curious.

           Instead, we settled on my answering any question he asked me regarding my Quirk within a twelve-hour time period and, in exchange, I was allowed to read through all thirteen notebooks of his. My little clover was ecstatic, especially when he learned of how the trade works. While his questions were open and any one can understand them, my answers could be heard by Midoriya Izuku alone; to anyone else it was as though I did not say a word.

           A similar effect would happen when my little clover recorded my answers in his notebook. Were Uraraka and Iida to attempt to look over at his journal and ‘sneak a peek’, all they would see were strange scribbles; however, it appeared as his own writing to Midoriya. He was indeed free to share that information if he desired, and the writing would become clear to those who know of my Quirk, like Aaron.

           Also, I did have to revert to my natural form to make the deal and stay in it for as long as our deal lasts, which startled a few of our classmates. Many of their reactions were warranted, although being referred to as a ‘winged devil’ by Mineta was a phrase I…have become accustomed to, as unfortunate as that may be; however, there were a few compliments, which was… Well, it was certainly welcome, to be honest. Praise was not given lightly back in the college, and I was expected to perform exceptionally in spite of my young age.

           Especially because of my age.

           Either way, I had handled the comments by my classmates quite well. Assuming my backing into a corner and trying to quell the stream of questions aimed towards my appearance as I tried not to knock anything or anyone over with my wings and tail counts as ‘handled well’. Fortunately, Aizawa arrived and ordered us to get into our seats.

           “I think that covers everything…” My little clover trailed off as he looked at the filled pages.

           “Of course. I shall-”

           “Oh!” My little clover exclaimed. “I completely forgot to ask about the magic part of your Quirk; I spent all my time on your Quirk mutations and draconic abilities! Magic type Quirks are already rare, but to have one with your dragon Quirk is crazy! What sort of magic are you capable of using? Or do you have your favorite types that are better suited for certain conditions? And what sort of energy do you use to power it? Is it life energy, or mana, or do you have something-?”

           Iida quickly cut Midoriya off, trying to establish some sense of order as he rambled query after query, not giving me a moment to respond. “Midoriya, please. I’m certain you have many more questions, but Nadal does need some time in between each to give you an adequate answer.”

           “Several things: Firstly, Iida, while I do appreciate and understand your intentions, do not ever speak on my behalf. As for the questions, our deal was that I would answer every question Midoriya has until 7:52 tonight, so long as it pertains to my Quirk. Unfortunately, I am afraid we will have to continue another time, Midoriya.”

           With that, I took my leave, much to the confusion of the trio; I had a few different errands to run before lunch ended.

           I deposited a small note in Aaron’s locker to notify him that I will pick him up after school by the main gate.

           I stopped by the principal’s office to drop off my application for work-study.

           Finally, I…

           There was a small rune etched into the door to the 1-A classroom. It was the Celtic symbol for ‘vital fire’ and ‘fate’, “Nyd”. It was jarring to see her call sign here. Of course, while incredibly important to me, it was just that.

           Important to me.

           With a simple snap of my fingers, the rune disappeared, and I entered the empty classroom with a single thought in mind, ‘Soon…’

                                                       _________                                                      

           “Oh, gods no.” I muttered as All Might proceeded with the lesson.

           We were all dressed in our hero costumes in preparation for the first lesson in hero training. Of course, as we were exiting the classroom with our costumes, All Might requested I ‘hang back for a moment.’ As with Aizawa during the apprehension test, I received different instructions. Rather than participate in the ‘Battle Trials’, I would offer insight on every match, helping to mark my classmates and provide advice on how they could better themselves in future lessons.

           No doubt making use of my previous experience in hero work, as well as the fact that I may or may not be less than keen on cooperation.

           “Now then! Before we begin with the first trial, I’d like to show you noobies a recording of a similar exercise to give you an idea on what is expected of you! I’m certain you may recognize at least one of the students in it!” All Might’s voice boomed as he played the recording I dreaded.

           It was of a simple training exercise the principal had me undergo in autumn last year with some of the second-year hero students. Honestly, I do not recall their names as readily as I should. Even with the recording, all I could remember was the odd trio of blond, periwinkle, and indigo hair.

           There was nothing spectacular about the mock battle, considering the second years had just recently gotten their provisional licenses and had barely begun training similar to what I had experienced. Our two opponents had a fighting style that heavily relied on melee combat while my ally for the match was long range, and my preference for mid-to-long range battle gave us the upper hand.

           Once the recording ended, All Might began the trials, and I began my analysis...

           After reprimanding him for being so careless with the first trial. Not even the most grizzled of professors back in the States would ever be so careless with their students; however, U.A. and Japan are vastly different from the college and America.

           The trials went by rather quickly, and some of my classmates attempted to converse with me. Admittedly, I did enjoy the company.

           Yaoyorozu was amiable and our shared insight was praised by All Might.

           Shouji was fairly interested in some of my abilities that were shown in the video, and Tokoyami was fascinated (enthralled?) by my navy and crimson wings, and the four horns sprouting from my head. Although, he did mistake my scales for being black.

           As usual, Todoroki was distant, but he did compliment my costume. He may have regretted it, though, as I immediately had to stifle a laugh when I first saw his.

           Asui was also rather friendly, and she was much more understanding about my reservations. We were even touted as ‘Blank Stare Pair’ given our base facial expression.

           I did not enjoy the company of Kaminari nor Kirishima; they were much to boisterous and handsy for my liking. Obviously, Mineta was less than respectable. And may or may not have a bruise on the back of his head after his blatant ogling of several of the female members of the class.

           In short, a fairly enjoyable afternoon. Of course, it did not last. Bakugou essentially threw a tantrum and barged out of the classroom some time after we finished the trials. As if on cue, Midoriya arrived from Recovery Girl’s office and then confronted Bakugou outside. It appeared to be a personal dilemma, so I avoided listening to their conversation as best I could. Until Midoriya confessed he obtained his Quirk from someone else.

           While it did pique my curiosity quite a bit, my attention remained elsewhere. I still have no idea why Aria requested I fly Aaron home and stay. Nor did I forget about the message from her, and what it entails.

           This is certainly turning out to be an intriguing day.

                                                       _________                                                      

           “Who… who is my dad?” 

           Aria looked down at her feet, trying to find her words. Finally meeting Aaron’s gaze, she answered the question he seemingly longed for. “Aaron… Your father… His name is Toshinori Yagi, better known as the Symbol of Peace- All Might.”

           I had to catch Aaron, his knees buckling from the revelation of his parentage. I helped him to the table, and Aria quickly embraced him, crying into his shoulder. After taking a few moments to fully comprehend the situation at hand, I heaved a long sigh as I realized what I must do.

           “I am not one for speaking when it is not desired, but I cannot, and shall not, lose another family. Mother, you clearly know you have done something awful, that alone is admirable, and you have spent so many years trying to right that wrong. It shows. I do not think Aaron would have wanted to model himself after you if you did not atone for your sin.” 

           My arms were open, and my lips donned a small, soft smile. Aria slowly stood up, her hand resting on Aaron’s shoulder for a few seconds before she leaned into my embrace, her head resting against my chest. I looked at Aaron, who stared blankly at the table.

           “Brother. I do not pretend to know what you must be going through. My parents may have been heroes, and my great grandmother instrumental in normalizing Quirks; however, your father is a symbol. That is not to be taken lightly, but please understand that you do not need to follow in his footsteps. I think Mum has made that clear over the years.” 

           Soon, Aaron joined us in the hug, and we remained that way for some time.

           “No matter what stories we may weave, or the tales we may spin, there is no fathomable way to avoid the truth. We must accept it, and while it may render us apart, it is only temporary. We are indomitable, and we will continue to grow and learn and better ourselves in ways we cannot begin to imagine. I have no doubt that we will have our share of disagreements but know this- For so long as my heart beats, it beats for the two of you.” 

           I had no more words to say, and I did not need to say anything else. Once we had the time to compose ourselves, I suggested Aaron spend the night with me. He would need some time away to figure stuff out. Aria agreed and went to go pack a bag for him, and I finished the brownies she asked me to make, leaving some for her as I put the rest in a parcel for Aaron and me.

           After finishing packing for him, Aria drove us to my house, saying goodbye and that she will pick him after school the next day. As we entered my house, Aaron spoke for the first time since learning about his father.

           “I forgot to tell her I love her…” 

           “Aaron…” 

           “Do you think she loved him? I mean, really loved him. She’s a huge fan, but I… I don’t know…” 

           I gave him another hug to reassure him that all will be well. Leading him upstairs to the guest bedroom, I suggested he bathe before getting some sleep. Planting a small kiss on his forehead and wishing him a ‘pleasant night’, I left him to his thoughts.

           Retreating to my bedroom, I showered and changed into my sweats and long sleeve. Once I was certain that Aaron was asleep, I made my way to the study. As I entered the room, my eyes scanned across the bookshelves burdened with books and mementos. I stood underneath the projector that hung from the ceiling, steadying my breath and focusing intently, my eyes tightly closed.

           A large magic circle came to life beneath my feet, slowly spinning and casting an ethereal glow of gold and silver throughout the room as my eyes shone with raw magical energy.

           Unbeknownst to me, neither Aaron, Aria, nor myself got any sleep tonight.

                                                       _________                                                      

Beta Reader, Collaborator, Owner of Aria and Aaron Granchester, and Creator of The Illegitimate Son storyline- @i-am-here-with-fanfic.

All right, again, I do apologize for the hastiness of this chapter, and my, well, procrastination; however, I do intend on staying active, and fulfilling requests once more. While I will start updating this story with @i-am-here-with-fanfic every other week, starting the 22nd, I will complete one request every week.

With that said... Enjoy, my filthy heathens!

#bnha #mha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #male oc #mha fanfiction #Faian Nadal #Aaron Granchester #Aria Granchester #bnha all might #bnha class 1a #bnha todoroki #bnha yaoyorozu #bnha midoriya #bnha deku #bnha uraraka #bnha iida #bnha shouji #bnha asui #bnha kaminari #bnha kirishima #bnha mineta #@i-am-here-with-fanfic #enjoy you heathens

[alexisborchardt]

I’m sure I speak for a million people when I say that @taylorswift has a way of writing an album that perfectly narrates my life. This can be said for most people who started following Taylor around her first album. School “romances” of the boy who will never notice you (Invisible), first rejections (A Perfectly Good Heart) and friendships that seemed like they’d last forever (Only Me When I’m With You).

As I grew, Taylors songs grew, covering first “kinda” boyfriend (Fearless/Love Story/Our Song/You Belong With Me) and break up that felt like the end of the world(White Horse/Forever and Always/Breathe/The Way I Love You/Teardrops On My Guitar/Should Have Said No...it was a good break up album) we also got the best Mother’s Day song for the rest of our lives (The Best Day) where lyrics change meaning with age.

Jump to Speak Now where I met first *real* boyfriend (Enchanted/Mine/Sparks Fly) and break up....(Rocked OUT to Haunted more times than I could count) crying my eyes out at “I’ll keep up with your old friends just to ask them how you are.....hope it’s nice where you are” (Last Kiss) only to get back together and break up again over the next 7 years. Also got the most amazing Senior Send off song (Long Live) which I convinced my friends to do our Senior dance to!

RED was the PERFECT college album. I wasn’t quite 22 yet but every night felt like a perfect night. In between the break ups (Red/I Almost Do/WANGBT) there was hopes of new relationships (State of Grace/Everything Has Changed) with new beginnings (Begin Again) that led me back to old heart break again and again (The Last Time/Sad Beautiful Tragic/All Too Well). Taylor was there for all of it.

Towards the end of college 1989 appeared at got me ready to take on a new chapter. (Shake It Off) still able to jam out to the relationship that was always ending (This Love/I Wish You Would/Out of The Woods) and my second “real” boyfriend in between that was it’s own kind of complicated(I Know Places). Taylor shared her life openly, making me crave my own #squad and picture perfect relationship. Though I knew New York wasn’t my end game I listend to the song as my way to escape the Midwest I knew I’d leave behind (WTNY).

Then I moved to San Francisco for my first real job, ended up alone and unfamiliar places. I ended things quickly with second boyfriend realizing that may not have been my “Romeo” but in my loneliness reached out to old boyfriend and in a word...settled. I started to make friends and Taylor went quiet I still didn’t feel right with my choices in love or friends and started to question San Francisco at all. In July of 2017 I broke up with on again off again for real and a boy I thought only thought of me as a friend dropped not so subtle hints that he was interested in knowing me more (Gorgeous...but I didn’t know it yet) Our first date was August 17th 2017 and that weekend Taylor deleted EVERYTHING.

We started our new chapters at nearly the exact same time, though hers was technically a year before mine just in secret. LWYMMD dropped and my brand new no label discussed yet boyfriend let me watch it daily, multiple times a day. He’d play it the second I got in the car, he knew Taylor had always been there and this was no different. Reputation came at a time of this new relationship that I never thought was possible but was the greatest thing to every happen to me (Delicate/Call It What You Want). It let me reflect on myself for being untrue in relationships in the past (Getaway Car/ I Did something back) realize the friendships that were draining (TIWWCHNT) and the ones absolutely worth keeping (NYD)

I’ve lived the last two years in an amazing relationship that is 100% “the end of all the endings” and really in love with life and love and what does Taylor release? Lover. An album that tells a love story so beautiful that you can’t help but cry when you hear it. This could not have come at a more perfect time. I want to go into a deeper anlysis of what the album means to me but I just wanted to write this open love letter to Taylor and to Lover and all that she’s created in the past 13 years for me and everyone who’s been graced by her talent. But now I 100% have to go to bed.

Thanks for reading/skimming/stopping by. I’m excited to go head first in to the loving community of Tumblr Swifties <3

#taylor swift #taylurking #reputation #taylornation #lover #1989 #red #speak now #fearless #daylight #step into the daylight and let it go #swifties #my story

[spartanswiftie]

Was there more to the Long Live/NYD mashup?

Hear me out on this...I was watching Rep Tour Netflix for the billionth time while running on the treadmill this morning and listening to her speech before Long Live/NYD she says “This is a song that for me will always be about you”. I get it, she STARTS with Long Live but it is essentially 2 songs in one that she commences to play.

I’m throwing a lot of pieces in the mix here, but it’s starting to make sense. First, people have pointed out that the Rep tour started out dark then got lighter and by the end of the show had incorporated a lot of the colors of TS7 so far, sort of a transition. I think the Long Live/NYD mashup was the turning point of the show.

Some theories talk about NYD being the last song on the album and therefore leading into the next...the Story of Us references, “Next Chapter”...then there’s the social media blackout before Rep and for a bit of time the fandom was fearful that she may be gone for good, not knowing what was next. Once LWYMMD was released we didn’t know what the “new Taylor” killing off the “old Taylor” meant...but as the Rep era proceeded we figured out that she was essentially killing off the demons of her past and moving forward as a new version of herself that was BETTER and HAPPY and that OUR Taylor was still very much alive and well!

Long Live highlights points like “It was the end of a decade, but the start of an age”... Taylor turns 30 this year (the end of a decade) and 30 is a milestone birthday (the start of an age). Long Live pretty much explains itself. You could write pages upon pages about how that applies here. Taylor went through a lot between 1989 and Rep and made it fairly clear that the Rep Era was all about/for her fans.

Now if you look at The Story of Us references everyone has pointed out as well as the “Speak Now” Taylor not being killed off in the LWYMMD video AND “next chapter” references, “Don’t read the last page, BUT I STAY” and the Long Live/NYD mashup I think the mashup is a reassurance of sorts to the fandom. Also “There’s glitter on the floor after the party | girls carrying their shoes down in the lobby | candlewax and Polaroids (the instax booths at tour) on the hardwood floor | you and me forevermore” could symbolize the end of tour, another reassurance that she’s here for us forever and we don’t need to worry about her leaving....and of course “Hold on to the memories they will hold on to you”

THEN she leaves the stage and the “Why She Disappeared” Poem/video plays...explaining on the deepest level what she went through in that time but revealing that she came out stronger and the happiest she’s been...also displaying the soft pastel dress and the red and purple smoke trails that match the May 13 seal on the calendar and many think also references Speak Now and “Next Chapter”.

I guess I’ll have to wait another 4 days and 14 hours to find out if I’m right! Am I close?? What do you all think!? @taylorswift @taylornation

#taylurking #taylor swift #taylornation #ts7 #ts7iscoming #ts7 era #taylorswiftapril26 #taylorswift4days #swiftieparentsquad

[mooosicaldreamz]

I didn't realise it was NYD in Chapter 4. It always seemed not winter to me because it didn't seem toooo long before the Olympic break

oh it’s not i just call it new year’s day bc of the song that i connect very deeply with that scene and the chapter in general bc i listened to it and cried and shouted at lynne for like 20 minutes about that one sex scene. literally i just imagine this song playing over the scene before the sex and during the sex scene and i get EXTREMELY EMO

it’s summer when that scene happens

[into-the-daylight-swifties]

TS7 CHAPTER THEORY

As the days pass with no news of TS7, our theories have been falling apart one after the other. But some theories haven’t been falling apart, and instead have been falling into place.

On November 10th, 2017, three poems written by Taylor were released as a part of the Reputation Magazines.

On July 13th, 2018, Taylor posted a photo of her holding a scrapbook that documented her life; five days later she is seen leaving a recording studio. 7/13 also happen to be a starred date on Taylor’s calendar this year.

On October 9th, 2018, Taylor spoke of a mysterious “next chapter” while on stage at the AMAs giving an acceptance speech.

On February 27th, 2019, Taylor wrote in an essay published in Elle Magazine, “My favourite kinds of books to read are the ones that do more than just tell you a story. They do more than just set the scene or paint the picture”, “It’s something F. Scott Fitzgerald did so well, to describe a scene so gorgeously interwoven with rich emotional revelations, that you yourself have escaped from your own life for a moment”, and “It’s this alliance between a song and our memories of the times it helped us heal, or made us cry, dance, or escape that truly stands the test of time. Just like a great book.”

Since the release of the first Elle essay, Taylor has been posting photos from the magazines with her quotes from them. Our theory is that with all of the quotes and references to writing, TS7 is going to include an Intro to start the album, a middle in between the songs, and an ending—like chapters. Now, you may be wondering, why do these posts with quotes matter? It matters because what if parts of these quotes help make up these chapters.

The intro starts with “According to my birth certificate, I’ll be turning 30 this year.”, she then goes on to talk more about growing up and the experiences she’s had and learned from, “I love writing songs because I love preserving memories, like putting a picture frame around a feeling you once had.”

The middle then talks about these memories she’s written about in these songs.

And then in the ending, she talks more about everything as a whole, and finishes off with combing two quotes she’s posted to make: “We have to live bravely in order to truly feel alive, and that means not being ruled by our greatest fears. Step into the daylight and let it go.”

—Kat

Part of the reason we feel this theory could be correct, aside from the clues Kat mentioned, is because its something Taylor has done before. To name some examples: the speeches she gives before certain songs at her concerts (I.e Gorgeous, Delicate, DWOHT, the surprise songs, and LL/NYD during RepTour), the words or intros she’s featured in some of her music videos (I.e IKYWT and OOTW), not to mention the intro and poems in the Reputation magazines like Kat said.

As far as the actual songs on the album, we have a feeling it will be a really personal album about Taylor reflecting back on her life and all that’s happened (especially in these past 13 years). There will most likely be songs along the lines of Fifteen, The Best Day, Never Grow Up, Long Live, All Too Well, You Are In Love, and many others. Songs that tell stories so clearly and beautifully that you can see them play out in your mind. Songs that you can cry to, laugh to, and just relate to. Songs that might take you back to times when you were just a little kid who believed in mermaids and fairies, or a teenager just learning who you are, or a young adult just trying to figure out life own. Each song will be like a different chapter to a story with the intro and ending being like a prologue and epilogue.

-Lina

#ts7 #ts7 is coming #ts7 predictions #ts7 theory #ts7 theories #taylor swift #ts7 secret sessions #swifties #taylornation #taylurking

[swiftiejules]

Thoughts on New Year’s Day

(📸: me!)

The more I listen to the rep tour version of Long Live/New Year’s Day, and then listen to the full reputation version of NYD, the more I think there is a much deeper meaning to NYD than the one you get at first blush. Of course I think it has the literal meaning described in the song. But I think it has a deeper meaning about Taylor’s fans (and friends and band and others that stood by her through the tough/less glamorous times) that she points out by mashing it up with Long Live. In Arlington, when I first heard her say, “This is a song that, for me, is always gonna be about you,” I thought she might just be referring to the Long Live portion. But I think it really refers to both Long Live and NYD.

I think the people who stick around to clean up bottles on NYD can also stand for those people who are there for the big popular hits when she is the cool thing and its cool to be a fan (the New Year’s Eve midnights), but also there to stand by her when it isn’t cool to do so. Those people who stay around and support her on the morning after the huge successes when there is the gossip refuse generated by the media and others to contend with. Those who stand by her on the rough morning after the fun party, even though she is human, fragile, and in desperate need of Advil (or some other salve for the “hangover” pain during the tougher times) - because being all of those things is part of her humanity that is part of why we love her, not some fatal flaw.

I think NYD could also stand as a reassurance to her fans that it will be a long road and she is going to stay around. It could even be an acknowledgment that, while her fans always talk about how much Taylor has helped them through their tough times, she really appreciates the fans who stood by her during her tough times and gave her the time away from the spotlight that she needed and then were so ready for it when she returned with reputation.

This theory could be totally out there and reading waaaaaaay too much into the song. Also, could be a deeper meaning that was not there initially, but developed during the amazing rep era. Either way, Long Live, NYD, and the mash up of the two will always be some of my favorite @taylorswift songs!

I’ll continue to stand by you forever. I very much look forward to the long road ahead (and will continue to be there through the inevitable highs and lows). I am SO EXCITED for the next chapter!!!!!!!!!!!!!

💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

@taylornation

#taylor swift #taylornation #reputation #new year’s day #nyd #long live