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etherealacoustic · 2 years

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All Of Me

Pairing - Tom Hiddleston x fem!reader

Summary - On your third anniversary, Tom sings this song to you. Also depicts your and Tom's relationship.

Warnings - none!

Also I love him sm 🥺💙

Your lips mouthed the lyrics to the song that was playing on the radio, a soft romantic one. That was always your preferred choice, either love songs or sad songs. There was no in between.

Even after being married for almost three years now, one of your traits could be traced back to when you were a teen. Which was that you were a hopeless romantic.

You chuckled at the thought of your younger self daydreaming at how would you meet the love of your life. Various memories ran through your mind where you created scenarios in your head, imagined how the conversation would play out.

And speaking about getting hitched, tomorrow would be you and your husband's third marriage anniversary.

You smiled at the thought of your husband, Tom. The most caring, loving, sweet, and handsome gentleman you'd ever met.

Just as you were driving, you spotted a florist shop on the sidewalk and immediately stopped the car in front of it.

Getting out you quickly went over and greeted the old lady at the counter. There were many different kinds of flowers but you were looking for a particular one.

"This one," you said and pointed to the small purple sprig kept in a vase.

"Bougainville?" The lady seemed a little surprised at your choice as she plucked it out and handed it to you.

"My husband loves it," you chuckled and paid the amount.

"Quite an extraordinary choice," she nodded appreciatively.

"I know right," you said and shook her hand before retreating back into your car and driving home.

Finally reaching your apartment, you parked the car and walked towards the elevator to get home at last.

Tom on the other hand, was busy jamming to music and cooking dinner to hear the door open.

You grinned at hearing the all too familiar tunes being blasted and smirked at your perfect opportunity. Quietly tip-toeing towards the kitchen, you stood right behind him and yelled, "BOO!"

He jumped and turned around so fast that you were afraid he had snapped his neck. His eyes went comically wide and he clutched his chest to soothe his agitated heart. "That wasn't fair in the least".

"Sorry," you said in between laughs. "Couldn't turn down such a perfect chance now, could I?"

He rolled his eyes but smiled nevertheless, his eyes visibly brightening at seeing you after a long day.

"I got something for you," you said and he noticed one of your hand was behind your back, hiding something.

"What?" He asked curiously, a childish excitement glowing on his face.

At that, you held out your hand which was holding the small bunch of Bougainville and presented it to him with extreme dramatics and unnecessary elegance.

A faint blush rose to his cheeks as he laughed and took the flower from you, a huge smile on his face. "Thank you, love".

"My pleasure, husband," you winked and went forward to wrap your arms around his torso and rest your head on his shoulders.

He sighed contently and tightened his grip around you, swaying slightly and just enjoying the closeness.

"I'll quickly go and get changed," you whispered and he nodded, kissing you deeply before letting go.

Dinner was quite peaceful compared to the time spent after. You two were watching those try not to laugh challenges on YouTube and you were failing miserably.

"You're an actor!" You exclaimed angrily after your fifth defeat. "It's not fair!"

"A good actor might I add," he retorted smugly. "Everything's fair in love and war".

You frowned and huffed, "One last time, winner takes it all".

But as predicted, you had lost. Again.

"I hate this bloody game," you groaned and face palmed at being so easily cheered.

"Only because you totally suck," he grinned and backed you against the armrest of the couch.

"I do not! It's just that you have a really unfair advantage," you said and pulled him closer by wrapping your arms around his neck.

You two were quite close, noses brushing and foreheads touching slightly. His baby blue eyes gazed into your shining irises, both pairs filled with every ounce of affection.

He leaned forward to kiss you, your eyes instantly fluttering close as you felt his slight weight on your body. Your lips moved against his in a familiar harmony, one that both of you knew all too well.

The small ding of the clock was what made Tom pull away, he glanced at the time before turning back to you.

"Happy anniversary, my love," he whispered and brought in his embrace.

"Happy anniversary, Tom," you breathed back, smiling at hearing his heart taking up it's speed.

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It was early in the morning and you were moving around, trying to be as quiet as possible to not disturb your sleeping husband.

You looked at yourself in the mirror, adjusting your hair and coat before giving a satisfying nod.

"Love?" A raspy voice was heard making you smile softly.

You walked over to his side of the bed and sat next to him, laughing as he wrapped an arm around your waist to pull you closer. "You look beautiful," he mumbled with his eyes closed.

"Morning to you too," you chuckled and ran your fingers through his blond locks.

He hummed and slowly opened his eyes, "Leaving already?"

"Yeah," you sighed. Though wanting to stay home and enjoy your anniversary together, you had an unavoidable meeting. "I promise I'll be back early.

"It's fine. Drive slowly," he murmured and smiled sleepily at you.

You nodded and kissed him one last time before leaving rather reluctantly.

Tom watched as you closed the door and smiled before falling asleep again.

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It was late evening and the living room of your house was decorated nicely. Not too lavish but simple and beautiful, just the way you liked.

The lights were dimmed to a soft golden colour, fairy bulbs hung around, some draped over a plant and some on the wall.

Tom looked around, checking everything to make sure all was in place and smiled softly at your reaction on seeing this.

He went over to the bedroom to check himself. He adjusted his blue formal shirt, brushing off creases and rolled the sleeves up to his elbows. Running a hand through his hair and styling it a little, he nodded before taking the most important part of the entire surprise.

His guitar.

It was placed near the sofa, not easily visible but not completely hidden too.

The doorbell rang and he immediately perked up, a small grin on his face as he hurried over to open the door.

The door was open and you stepped in, not having the slightest clue about everything. The first thing you saw was your husband, looking extremely handsome in that shirt.

And before you could even say anything, rose petals started falling and you let out a tiny gasp, looking up and holding out your palm. Your body spun slowly without you even noticing as you were busy smiling widely.

You laughed a little and looked at Tom who had a fond look on his face. You walked closer and wrapped your arms around his neck and his went to your hips.

"Thank you so much," you said and cupped his cheek with your right hand, an excited expression adorning your face.

"My pleasure," he replied in his deep and alluring accent. He raised his hand and removed a small petal that was stuck in your hair. A warm feeling spreading through you at his touch.

He smiled, and that was all it took for you to press your lips against his.

Tom pulled away and his hands went to your shoulder to pull off the blazer, "How was the meeting?"

"Not bad," you responded and let him lead you towards the sofa. "I think we will end up making a deal".

He nodded encouragingly and made you sit down on one of the couches before seating himself in the opposite one. You gave him a quizzical look but he just smiled pleasantly and took the guitar in his hands.

"You've been playing?" You asked in surprise and delight.

"Yep," he grinned and started tuning the instrument as you sat there.

"Now," he said after he was done. "I'm gonna play a song okay? And- I- I'm gonna sing too.. All you have to do is just watch".

A smile spread across your face as you took in his words. He was going to sing and play for you. You loved this man.

"Which song?" You questioned, trying your luck though you knew it to be hopeless.

"You'll just have to wait," he smirked which then faded to a slightly anxious look.

"Go ahead," you said reassuringly after seeing his nervous state.

He nodded and cleared his throat, offering you a charming grin before beginning to strum gently.

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What would I do without your smart mouth? Drawin' me in and you kickin' me out. You've got my head spinnin', no kiddin'. I can't pin you down.

Your eyes widened and you smiled at the familiar song, one that both of you loved. Another thought struck you that he was singing this for you, to you.

Tom's eyes that were previously on the guitar were now glued to your face as he sang, clearly letting you know that it was you he was dedicating this to.

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What's goin' on in that beautiful mind? I'm on your magical mystery ride. And I'm so dizzy, don't know what hit me. But I'll be alright. My head's under water, but I'm breathin' fine. You're crazy and I'm out of my mind.

His eyes were still on you, taking in your features as his fingers moved and strummed the strings with no effort. You were looking especially beautiful tonight. Maybe it was due to the cost ambience, the golden glow of your skin, or maybe it was just your awed expression.

You were staring back at him, the love of your life, your man. Still not believing this was really happening. To someone it might seem simple, but to you it was a big deal.

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'Cause all of me, loves all of you. Love your curves and all your edges. All your perfect imperfections. Give your all to me, I'll give my all to you. You're my end and my beginnin', even when I lose, I'm winnin'.

His lips held a small smile as he looked you right in the eye, as though making sure you were hearing his every word, trying to make you believe in him. His gaze scanned your body, affection fully visible in every part of his face.

Your throat tightened and you swallowed down the burning sensation. It had been just a minute and you were already getting emotional. You looked up at him to see him mouth, "You're perfect," and you chuckled, blush rising to your lips fast making him laugh.

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'Cause I give you all of me. And you give me all of you. Oh-oh.

You didn't know how to respond to the way he was looking at you, like it was you who hung the stars. He was looking at you with so much love, so much care, that all you could o was offer him a teary smile, hoping your eyes showed the same, wishing you weren't looking like an absolute mess.

His smile slipped a little at seeing your eyes welling up, he hated to see you cry. But his face brightened again at seeing your smile.

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How many times do I have to tell you? Even when you're crying, you're beautiful too. The world is beating you down, I'm around, through every mood.

You almost laughed out loud at the perfect timing, it was as though the universe had aligned your emotions to the lyrics. Not even a minute ago you were a tiny bit conscious and here it was, your husband reassuring you unknowingly.

He cheered internally at seeing your happy grin, knowing what you were thinking. All that was running in his mind was you, and you only. He wanted you to know that he'll always be there, no matter what.

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You're my downfall, you're my muse. My worst distraction, my rhythm and blues. I can't stop singing, it's ringing. In my head for you. My head's under water but I'm breathin' fine. You're crazy and I'm out of my mind.

A smirk was seen on your lips despite your tear-filled eyes. You had multiple playful arguments, where Tom was so-called annoyed at you because according to him, you were the reason for the numerous diversions he faced when working.

He rolled his eyes at your mischievous grin, him understanding exactly what was running through your mind. Though being 'frustrated' with you for many times, you would always be his favorite distraction.

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And as though it was the perfect time, the tears you were holding back slipped from your fierceness and you shut your eyes tightly, trying to stop them but to no avail. His voice was just too sincere, full of too much adoration that it became difficult for your heart to stay silent.

Tom's eyes bore a sympathetic and fond look as he gazed at you, he loved you too much and even he could feel his voice starting to shake and throat starting to burn.

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'Cause I give you all of me. And you give me all of you. Oh-oh. Give me all of you, oh. Cards on the table, we're both showing hearts. Risking it all, though it's hard.

You had not even bothered to wipe your tear-stained cheeks. You just watched and listened. Your eyes flitting from his face to his hand as it strummed the guitar.

His gaze though was settled on you, taking in every tiny reaction and capturing it in his mind forever.

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'Cause all of me, loves all of you. Love your curves and all your edges. All your perfect imperfections. Give your all to me, give my all to you. You're my end and my beginnin', even when I lose, I'm winnin'. 'Cause I give you all of me. And you give me all of you. I give you all of me. And you give me all of you, oh-oh.

You eyes didn't stray away from his until his very last note, until his very last strum. You were taking everything in. From his shirt-clad body, to his glowing face, and to his glistening eyes.

And he did the same, losing himself into you as he mindlessly finished the song.

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As soon as the guitar was placed down, Tom wasn't even given the chance to look up when you had jumped on him, bringing him in the tightest hug ever.

He laughed softly and raised his hands to wrap them around you. He slowly pulled away to see trails of tears down your cheeks.

"Oh, love," he sighed and wiped them away, cupping your face gently, holding you with extreme care and kissing you at last.

"You shouldn't make your wife cry on her anniversary, Thomas," you sniffed and placed your head on his shoulder.

"I'm sorry, darling," he whispered genuinely and you could hear the huge smile.

"Well you sung a goddamn song for me. I can't even be mad," you laughed and kissed his cheek.

"You liked it?"

"Of course I did! It was amazing, thank you," you said genuinely.

"Happy anniversary once again, my love," he murmured and pulled you close, letting you rest your head on his chest.

"Happy anniversary, handsome," you sighed and snuggled closer.

Both of your hearts swelling up with unfathomable amounts of love for one another as you cuddled.

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awalkinggparadox · 2 years

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when conan gray said 'cause i could give you all you want the stars and the sun but still, i'm not enough' and when conan gray said 'all the things that I've done for you not to notice' and now all I'll be doing for the next few weeks would be listening to 'yours' over and over.

#conan gray #always yours #dark acadamia aesthetic #literature #story songs #poetry #memories conan gray #loveislove #existential questions #dark academic aesthetic #quotes #poem #books and libraries #dark academia #music #people watching #overdrive #heathers

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equilibriocomunicativo · 4 months

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"Cause nothin' lasts forever, and we both know hearts can change, and it's hard to hold a candle in the cold november rain".

Guns n' roses | November Rain. Use Your Illusion I

#guns n roses #story songs #song of the day #frases de canciones #equilibriomusica #equilibriocomunicativo #love quotes #life quotes #quotes #quoteoftheday #quotation #qoutes

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nr1-logo-design-inspiration · 2 years

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Creative "guitar + bike" logo design ○●

Logos serve to represent a given organization or company through a visual image that can be easily understood and recognized.

Get your premium logo done! 💫Contact: [email protected]

#guitar #song #musician #music #songwriter #story songs #logomark #logo concept #business #illustration #artists on tumblr #creative #startup #new york

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artistdakshsharma · 7 months

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#digital art #concept #character design #youtube #game assets #game art #digital painting #illustration #art #comics #three little pigs #story songs #fatty piggy #jumpsuit

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badassbutterfly1987 · 4 months

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Holland/Vortalis song?

#shades of magic #story songs #holland vosijk #ros vortalis #looks like i'll be making that playlist #Youtube

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slikkyslim · 2 years

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If you see the girl I used to be, could you tell her that I'd like to find her? And if you see the shell that's left of me, could you spare her a little kindness? Cause I've been high and I've been low, I've spent a thousand nights alone trying to hold on tight. Feelings come but they won't go… please, won't someone take me home before I lose my mind?

Am I broken? Am I flawed? Do I deserve a shred of worth or am I just another fake, fucked up lost cause? Am I human? Or am I something else? Cause I'm so scared, and there's no one there to save me from the nightmare that I call myself. I've tried everything and anything, but nothing seems to work quite like it should. Between the madness and the apathy, seems there's nothing left inside of me that's good.

Anson Seabra - Broken

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giataxamenaoneira · 2 years

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I pick my poison and it's you <3

Πόσο νόημα σε έναν στίχο..

#romance quotes #story songs #in love #love lyrics #love quotes #unrequited love #thoughts #sayings #song lyrics #romantic #hopelessromantic #unconditional love

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conclush · 2 years

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The Adventure

pairing . ִ ་ ˖ ʿ ִֶָ ׄ Taylor swift x Fem!Reader

summary . ִ ་ ˖ ʿ ִֶָ ׄ You and Taylor swift fell in love, showing your adventure and process of your relationship.

warnings . ִ ་ ˖ ʿ ִֶָ ׄ none just some sweetness

an: such a romantic love story ya know :)

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It's the first day of October, it's your and Taylor's first anniversary. It all began when Taylor came to your cafe she was wearing a long baggy white sweater and brown sweater pants, with her blonde hair being tied up.

You were too stunned when she entered your cafe, she's really nice 'overall nice' She ask for one black coffee.When you were doing her coffee you could feel someone is staring at you and that's when you caught her staring at you, she's looking at you.

Before she left she asked what time you closed and open your cafe and you answered that you open up in 9am to 9pm, but you were confused because there's a note in the counter where it says the time you open and close.

She gave you a smile and paying you, she said she didn't need the change and you can keep it, you were too stunned to speak and you just thanked her.

After seeing her leave the days passed, She only came when you were working or in the cafe, you both would have friendly conversation.

But sometimes you've felt uncomfortable some paparazzi is there taking pictures the both of you, Taylor would sometimes cover your face or sometimes hugs you so no one could see your face.

You remembered that day when you took a day off because your cat was sick and you needed to go to the vet, she was at the cafe waiting for you that's when your co-worker told her that you had taken a day off because your cat was sick.

She even asked your co-worker where was the vet but she had no luck, she felt so upset that day because she was going to ask you out.

She was walking in the street covering her face so no paparazzi could see her, that's when the idea came into her, she came back from the cafe the bell ringing and she ask to your co-worker again where do you live, they were so shock and said your address.

They can't believe that a famous singer-songwriter would ask for your address, I mean come on she's Taylor Swift.

After you had gotten on the vet you were now driving back home, you sigh then looking at the mirror of your car seeing you cat, feeling sick.

This made you upset you should've seen this coming, you super care about your cat.

When you got out of the car and getting your cat out of the car, you did not especially did not expect this to happen.

„ Taylor?” you tilt your head while she was standing to your door her head pop up when she heard her name.

„ y/n! I'm so worried about you, is your cat ok?” Taylor fired up some questions while you narrowed your head then looking to your left and right.

You pulled her wrist and you pulled your keys out, you both entered your house you pulled her into the living room, and you carefully put your cat in the couch.

You closed the door before speaking again.

„ what are you doing here? it's not that I'm being rude.” Taylor scratched her head.

Taylor Swift is just in your house, in your floor! While your trying to process this Taylor doesn't know what to say she kept stuttering.

„ you know it-its fine, do you like some coffee, juice or water?” you tried to ease the weird moment.

„ water would be fine.” after you gave her water, you both are sitting in your couch awkwardly.

„ so uhm can you tell me how'd you came here and why you're here?” her eyes softens she thought you were gonna be mad at her, thinking she might be a stalker or a weirdo.

„ We uhm I asked for your co-worker address and I just want to tell you something..uhm yeah kinda long-short story.” you softly nodded raising your brows.

„ What were you gonna tell me?” you carefully crossed your arms.

She again scratched the back of her neck, clearing her throat, she was trying to avoid your eyes.

„ I don't know if you noticed, but I really like you. All this time I think I was bound to fall in love with you. It was only a matter of when and where, I'm in love with you and it's ridiculous at this point.”

„ please say something.” Taylor closed her eyes then standing up picking up her things.

„ Wha-what are you doing? Are you leaving?” you ask her, she gave you a sad look.

„ yeah, you know what uhm just forget what I had just said and just forget that this just this didn't happened.” you felt your stomach burned, you didn't know what to say.

When Taylor was about to pull the door a loud thunder can be heard from miles, you were traumatized you put your both hands in you ears, sheilding your ears, you let out a sob.

Taylor rushed to you, she hugged you asking what's wrong you let out another sob again, you said you were afraid of the thunder.

„ hey love it's ok I'm here, I'm here.”

Hours passed Taylor decided to stay with you tonight. She decided to cook for you while you slept on your bed, you didn't even notice that you had fallen asleep from crying.

„ Alrighty uhm, cleo here's your food you need to get better so y/n doesn't stressed herself to, we both don'tike seeing her like that, don't you think?” Taylor patted him while his eating his food.

When you opened your eyes, you knew you were in your bedroom you could feel the soft frabic in your arms, you stood up leaving the soft fabric a little mess.

It shocked you when you entered the living room, Taylor Swift is cooking in your house.

„ Tay? I thought you had left?” Taylor looked up seeing you confused.

„ oh uhm I decided to stay tonight, it's raining actually and if I'm intruding I can leave you know.” you shake your head and gave her a soft smile.

„ Tay it's fine you can stay it's not great if your driving in the rain.” you both looked into each other, like you both are looking to each other's souls.

Cleo decided to interrupt the tension between you two, he was purring onto your legs and you picked him up.

„ I think cleo like for you to stay too.”

After eating and some weird awkward silence from the both of you, You still cannot forget her confession for you.

„ Hey Taylor, uhm can we talk about the 'thing' you've had just said earlier?” Taylor gave you her attention then nodding twice.

„ And if I say I do like you, then what?”

Taylor eyes shot up, she felt so many emotions but there is something that kinda bother her.

„ Are you saying this because you just want to be you know like you just want a money some fame, because I've dated many people like that.” Taylor crossed her arms looking at you serious.

„ I’m not doing that, I felt uncomfortable with you too sometimes, someone and some weirdo paparazzi taking pictures of us, if you would like to date I would love to but I want it to be like a 'normal relationship', but clearly your too famous to be my date.” You were trying to defend yourself

„ I'm not used to Taylor, I'm not...I just thought... never mind. It's dumb.” you huffed and scratched your head.

„ Do you think I care about what they say?” she looked at you, she holds your hands onto her.

„ I know it might be not easy for us to be together, but I'll do my best and I'll do anything for you.” you knew she's telling the truth.

„ Just shut up and kiss me tay.” you smiled at her making her blush.

Oh how much she loved this moment, she loves the moment when you both would spend time together. It feels like eternity.

She dated many guys but this feels like more reality.

She feel like she will have a future with you.

„ Have you always been this beautiful?” your cheeks became pink meanwhile Taylor holds your other hand rubbing it softly.

„ You're beautiful too tay.” you placed a soft kiss on her cheeks.

After You and Taylor had gotten together the media was blown up, many paparazzi followed you now from working even going at the groceries store.

You've felt uncomfortable with it, I mean come on somebody always asking you and following you, you felt many eyes on you.

But you soon got used to it Taylor was always at your side, she sometimes would have a extra hat or hoodie just to cover you, She'd know you can't go somewhere where there is nobody that you both are alone.

„ I just really missed my girlfriend and my baby too.” you playfully rolled your eyes as she picked up cleo from the counter.

„ I thought I'm your baby?” you said in a baby voice, you playfully make your eyes cute Taylor just giggled.

„ You both are my babies, should we get going now?” you made your way to the table beside the lamp and you picked up your sling bag.

„ mhm, let's go.” you made your way to the door you pulled it to open meanwhile Taylor picked up the carrier and put cleo inside.

Yeah, You and Taylor couldn't leave cleo inside your apartment he could be stress so you both decided that whenever you both would go on dates cleo would be there.

It all start at the uncomfortable part but in the end you ease with it.

an: love story is the best o(⸝⸝ºᗜº⸝⸝)>♡

#taylor swift #loverelationship #fluff #romantic #love story #lovers #celebrity #celebs #singer #story songs #celeb rp #sweetness #swifties #taylor allison swift #gxg fluff #gxg imagine #wlw love #lgbtq #lesfic

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highway80stories · 6 months

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Listen/purchase: Mike Was a Soldier by Highway 80 Stories

Michael James “Sarge” Broussard (1948-2014) was born and raised in Vivian, Louisiana. He served in Vietnam (1966-1967) in a transport unit, keeping the vehicles running in the jungle, but on occasion, as necessary, he would go out on patrol. D.W. Washington was from Detroit, African-American, and he and Mike became friends. If not for D.W., Mike most likely would have died over there, as had his brother Luke (see songs, “Vivian, Louisiana” and “Shreveport, 1963“). But they both made it back, and Mike returned to Vivian where he owned and operated a filling station and repair shop (see song, “Sarge“). D.W. joined him and worked there with him (see song, “Mike and D.W.“). Mike and his high school sweetheart, Marie, got married and had one child, a daughter Rosalie.

Mike was a soldier He’d just joined up Off to Vietnam To work on trucks Nineteen sixty-six Just turned eighteen, Doing his duty Like his brother done

Just a teenager Nineteen sixty-five Mike and Marie Said their goodbyes Made some promises Like getting married That is, if Mike made it Back alive Not like his brother No, all too often Families just have the flag That draped the coffin And some memories Of him on a bus Thumbs up, and laughin’ Just laughin’ Mike was a soldier Barely breathin’ It was D.W. got him home To Vivian After forty years They ‘re still friends Down on Main At the filling station Mike was a soldier And a husband Was a good friend To dozens They called him Sarge And said he was A pretty good guy Yeah, Mike, he sure was one Mike was a soldier He’d just joined up Off to Vietnam To work on trucks

© 2019 Frank David Leone, Jr./Highway 80 Music (ASCAP). The songs and stories on the Highway 80 Stories website are works of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

#bandcamp #the south #southern fiction #literature #story songs #history #highways

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lonely-witch-version · 2 years

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okay gold rush by taylor swift. it’s a song about falling in love knowing you don’t want to because it’s not going to be the daydream you want it to be- this song is about a crush. it upsets me sometimes how people make fun of the concept of crushes, it is the most beautiful thing to have (ESPECIALLY when you’re with them). the eye contacts across the room, the longing, the pining, sharing a pencil, accidentally (not really) touching hands- the romanticisation of the most mundane things. but what do i know i’ve had like 3 crushes in the last month.

#taylor swift #gold rush #story songs #crushes #romance #music #ahaha help #screaming #Taylor swift is a lyrical mastermind #someone make me their girlfriend please #tswiftnation #tswiftlyrics #evermore

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etherealacoustic · 2 years

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In The Stars

Pairing - Remus Lupin x Sirius Black

Warnings - character death, death, depression.

Summary - A oneshot describing Remus' state after the death of his husband.

Sunday mornings were your favorite, I used to meet you down on Woods Creek Road. You did your hair up like you were famous, even though it's only church where we were going.

"Sirius!!" Remus Lupin-Black's tired voice called out yet again from his place on the sofa. "I swear if you don't get here within two minutes I'm going by myself!"

"Hold on I'm coming!" Sirius Lupin-Black yelled back from the bedroom making Remus sigh at the repeated reply.

He was sitting in the living room for fifteen whole minutes, waiting for his husband to get ready. They were just going to go on a walk across the street but Sirius heavily insisted that he needed extra time to become handsome.

"Sirius, love. We're not going to attend a bloody fashion show. It's just a walk for merlin's sake!"

"Yeah yeah just a minute!"

But it certainly had been more than a minute. Five to be exact.

"Sirius Orion-" Remus began in an irritated voice but was cut off by the devil himself standing in front of him.

There he was. Leaning against the wall, arms crossed upon his chest and the classic smirk stretching his pink lips. Dressed in skinny black jeans and a black silk button down with sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and a few buttons unbuttoned; he was quite the view.

"You were saying?" Sirius asked and stepped closer, placing himself only inches apart.

Remus' breath hitched as he noticed the hair being tied into a man bun and a few stray locks framing the well-defined face. "Nothing," he breathed and stood staring for a second before leaning in and kissing the other breathless and senseless, just like he had been moments ago.

"Oh wow," Sirius muttered after pulling away and grinned widely. "You're looking great too," he smiled.

A blush coated Remus' cheeks as they walked out and locked the door behind them. "Let's go".

"Yeah," he smirked and laughed before pressing a kiss on the other's cheek.

That was the last time they had ever hung out freely. Without any care, without any worry. Just them.

This was the last fond and happy memory they had before it was snatched away, taken from them sooner than necessary.

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Now, Sunday mornings I just sleep in. It's like I buried my faith with you. I'm screamin' at a God I don't know if I believe in. 'Cause I don't know what else I can do.

Golden rays passed through the clear glass windows of the small cottage, drowning the room in warmth and waking up the sleeping man from his slumber.

He opened his eyes, not even bothering to look at the time as he sat up. Everything seemed meaningless and empty, but he was used to it.

Or at least, Remus thought so.

It had been three months and still, he felt his heart clench and tighten at the sight of every photo frame. He felt his chest become heavy and his throat burn at every memorable thing.

He walked into the kitchen and did all the work exactly in order, nothing even a little different than the other days.

Everything around him seemed hollow, dull, lifeless and void of every emotion.

He couldn't bring himself to even go outside for some fresh air, afraid that he'll see something that'll make his already broken heart crack once again.

He didn't have a single ounce of energy, hope, faith or warmth inside him. It was like Sirius hadn't just left, but had taken all these things from him as well.

He drained the cup of tea. Black tea, his preferred choice these past few days. The drink mirrored Remus' feelings quite accurately.

Dark. Emotionless.

He went out in the living room to sit on the couch and stare around mindlessly. His wandering honey-brown eyes stopped on a particular photo hung on the opposite wall.

It was their wedding picture.

Sirius, his husband dressed in a gorgeous black tux. His long locks swaying and a genuine smile painting his lips. His hands were intertwined with Remus, who was in a white suit. They were moving on the dancefloor, doing their first dance.

Remus pressed his lips against each other and shifted his glance to another frame.

A lone tear slipped down his cheek, dropping from his chin and onto his lap.

"Why?" He whispered, voice shaking a little. "Why me?"

But there was no one to answer that question. He was alone. Again. Forever.

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I'm still holding on to everything that's dead and gone. I don't wanna say goodbye 'cause this one means forever.

18th June. One year since the death of Sirius Orion Lupin-Black. One year since he passed, leaving his Remus all by himself.

Remus was standing in his bedroom, arms wrapped around himself as he stared out of the window. It was late afternoon and he watched random leaves fly around in the air before falling down.

He sighed, biting his lip before opening his wardrobe. He pushed shirts in search of that familiar clothing and felt his jaw tighten after getting hold of it.

It was that black silk button-down shirt. Sirius' shirt to be clear.

With slightly trembling fingers, he took the clothing and wore it himself, instantly feeling a small amount of warmth and at the same time an abrupt coldness seeping into his body.

He then pulled out a black leather jacket, another one of his husband's prized possession. His fingers ghosted over the Orion belt stitched on the back before putting it on.

He then walked up to his mirror and examined himself, but not seeing his reflection, no. All he could see was Sirius' image staring back at him.

That carefree posture, his signature black clothes, hair tied back with the usual smirk. And those goddamn grey eyes, sharp and mischievous but also loving and sweet.

Remus blinked, and he disappeared.

He shut his eyes tightly for a moment and then went over to the photoframe that depicted a picture of Sirius.

He raised his hand to the level, fingers gently brushing across the length as he admired the beautiful masterpiece before him. A small smile spread on his face.

"I miss you, Sirius. So, so much," he whispered under his breath and then with the bouquet red roses in his hand, he disapparated to the village of Godric's Hollow.

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Now you're in the stars and six feet's never felt so far. Here I am alone between the heavens and the embers.

Remus Lupin smiled at the familiar streets and houses. Feeling a little refreshed by walking in the fresh and clean air.

His feet kept moving as he looked around as though the path was way too familiar. And it was. He had been on this same road thrice already. Once for Euphemia and Fleamont Potter, the second time for James and Lily and the third for Sirius.

All three times being horribly painful, heart-wrenching and shattering.

He took in a shallow breath at the sight of that all-too familiar manor. Previously the most elegant, extravagant and comfortable, but now all broken, destroyed and cold.

Remus closed his eyes, preparing his body and his mind before entering the graveyard which was becoming quite a common place of visit for him.

He walked towards the graves, his feet moving on their own accord as though the route was memorized, and it was.

He stood in front of the gravestone, staring at the gorgeous and flawless white marble before letting out a puff of air and sitting down cross-legged.

A small smile spread across his lips as he looked at the name engraved intricately in the smooth surface.

In loving memory of

Sirius Orion Lupin-Black

3rd November 1959 - 18th June 1996

"What's life without a little bit of risk?"

Remus gently placed the roses on his grave, his fingers lingering on the surface and brushing stray leaves away.

He got up to sit on his knees, leaning forward carefully to press his forehead against the head. Eyes closed tight as he clutched the stone.

Abruptly, he felt a lump in his throat making him swallow down harshly. But it didn't stop, the burning sensation was still present and before he knew it, tears did escape.

And once they had a free opening, they kept falling. Trailing down his cold cheeks, to his lips, to his jaw and then falling down.

He breathed in and let out a quiet sob, being unable to pull himself away from the grave of his husband, wanting nothing more than for him to be alive, wishing nothing more than for the two to be buried side by side.

"Why?" Remus cried out silently, his voice trembling just like his figure. "Why'd you leave me, Pads? We had an agreement, remember?"

He sniffed and pulled away to wipe the tears none too gently. "Y- You don't understand how much I need you here right now. Why? You were always there for me, weren't you? And now that I need you the most, you're n- not here".

He let a few more tears fall down freely before opening his eyes and blinking to clear his vision. His eyebrows furrowed upon feeling something atop his head. He reached up his hand to see a leaf, a maple leaf.

And despite his earlier situation, he couldn't help but let out a small laugh. He looked at the leaf again before turning back to the headstone. "Look at you still making me laugh not even a minute after I cried".

With his honey-brown eyes twinkling, his gaze wandered and stopped at a sight that only caused the smile on his face to widen.

He was staring at the night sky, more specifically at a particular constellation that he spotted at once, his irises not moving from the brightest star that was shining up above in all its glory.

"Sirius," he whispered as he stood up, eyes still locked on the star.

"I know you're up there," he continued softly with his lips twitching. "And I also know you're having quite the fun. What with James, Lily, Reg, Marlene, Dorcas and Mary all being there. I'm really jealous now to be all alone here".

He blinked again to get rid of the few tears that were again welling up, "I miss you, my love. More than you can imagine. And I can't wait until I get to see you again".

"I love you so much," he murmured and looked up again. "Always and forever".

And Remus swore that he saw the star twinkling, he swore that the star actually did brighten for a second and a dorky and loving grin was etched on his face.

The dog star, the brightest star flickered once again. As though it was hearing everything, as though replying to the adoring statement that was said.

It was twinkling as if wanting to say a response. As if Sirius Lupin-Black himself was up there, with his dark hair tied back in a bun and his silvery-grey eyes dancing with mischief. With an affectionate smile on his lips and obvious love present on every inch of his face.

I love you too.

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