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Begin again…
and you throw your head back laughing like a little kid🥹❤️
time to continue the fun by playing the surprise song game for paris n3!!! 🇫🇷 this has been such an iconic eras tour city so far and i’m so jealous and happy for everyone there!! if you want to play along, just leave your surprise song guesses in the tags or replies and i will give shoutouts to all the winners 😊
my guesses today will be the black dog and how did it end? x so long london
Teen Years.
Twenties.
Adult-hood.
Athena Liang tag dump
@amaeranthos | non-verbal rp starters | accepting.
💕 Pull my muse in for a tender kiss ( Sirius for Athena
It’s been too long since she’s seen him. She’s forgotten, as much as she’d like to say she remembers, his scent. Lingering laughs that haunt her waking hours when she thinks he’s around the corner, only to find he’s not. Promises and the familiar brush of his laughter on her skin isn’t there as she wishes. Those mornings that she wakes up without him beside her leaves her hollow, touching the place she’s grown accustomed to doing to bother him awake.
To this day, she still finds her hands wandering over to his pillow, only to grab air and cold sheets.
He was and is her moment of weakness. In a time when she’s already struggling with her place, her role, and her identity, he made it easy. That’s what mattered, at the end of the day. Once two outcasts, and perhaps even then, still outcasts of a different sort, had their ways together.
Ten years, Athena thinks with a wry smile. Too long, and much too much time lost. It’s an ache that she’s certain she won’t be able to fill again at the loss and grief she’s accrued from her time spent, defending, and angry with the world around her as they unjustifiably announced him guilty without a trial. Yelling until she’s lost her voice and then her voice gets lost among the laughter, the bureaucratic idiocy as they ignored her pleas.
Athena thought she’s lost more than just her sense of normalcy, she lost her heart.
And now, she finds herself watching as Sirius interacts with Harry with a warmth and an emotion too strong in her heart to quiet. Athena can feel Remus’ curious gaze on her, both of them partaking in a drink together as Sirius and Harry are playing an aggressive game of cards. ( Athena says aggressive but honestly, it’s all in good fun. )
After excusing herself to get everyone another round of drinks, she misses the way all of their eyes follow her out of the room, unaware she’s been too deep in her thoughts today for them to not notice. In the kitchen, Athena is preparing her drink when she smells him before she sees him.
Sometimes, there are those days where she knows and he knows. Perhaps, today has been one of those days when she turns and sighs against his gentle embrace, tugging her close. The soft press of his lips against hers soothes whatever frayed edges she’s had and when they part, she closes her eyes and rests her head against his chest.
starter call muse roulette ( of whoever is awake ) always open | @amaeranthos ( sirius )
She’s forgotten what it’s like to have him near. She’s forgotten what it’s like when he smiles at her and her heart skips a beat. All of those untold years of grief and separation has left its mark and while she’s aware of how much time is being spent of them being together, she’s forgotten.
And it’s as though she’s in falling in love all over again.
It’s morning, one where they’re trying to grow comfortable with the separation of Harry being at school and Sirius spending time in the little cottage in Hogsmeade. While Remus has his own room, the business that Sirius and he needed to attend were of the utmost importance. And so, it left the two of them alone in the small cottage. It’s one of the days where Sirius doesn’t have work or the obligations he signed up for that requires him on campus.
Athena could almost say that it’s a day off.
Her eyes flutter open when he sits up and she sees his back, where his tattoo is inked into his skin and the permanent scar embedded into his skin. Athena moves before she thinks of moving, eager and needing to touch in the quiet of the morning. She slowly runs her palm along his back until her arms wrap around his torso and she’s resting her cheek against his back. Her other hand rests against his chest, right over his heart.
❝Come back to sleep,❞ Athena murmurs, her voice husky with sleep. ❝I think you can sacrifice a few hours for some sleep, Sirius.❞
since we’re SO close to RED (taylor’s version) after all these months, put in the tags your holy trinity of RED❤️
a kind caring character being kind and caring because they actively choose to be despite their anger and trauma will always be infinitely more compelling and relatable than them just being a pure innocent baby uwu
ok so i KNOW everyone is talking about the “i’ll get older but your lovers stay my age” but i swear i can’t help but focus on the first part of that line. on the “and i was never good at telling jokes…” because it reminds me so much of so many other lyrics that she writes, esp in the red album. but from the second i heard the full all too well, i’ve been thinking about the chorus of begin again, where she says that “i think it’s strange that you think i’m funny because he never did”. in begin again, it almost reads to me as her relearning that she can be funny, that she has value, that her self image isn’t just based on that one man (jake gynecologist messing everything up smh). anyway. these are my unsolicited thoughts on a line from all too well. tune in next week for more haha
California Cowgirl 🐴 (my western wear aesthetic music video)
87th Academy Awards : Best Original Song
"Everything Is Awesome" by Shawn Patterson from The LEGO Movie
"Glory" by John Legend (John Stephens) + Common (Lonnie Lynn) from Selma
"Grateful" by Diane Warren from Beyond The Lights
"I'm Not Gonna Miss You" by Glen Campbell + Julian Raymond from Glen Campbell: I'll Be Me
"Lost Stars" by Gregg Alexander + Danielle Brisebois from Begin Again
i really believe taylor will release a single on the 22nd, because it's THE 22 AND BEGIN FALL ON WEDNESDAY!! i don't think she would miss one of this huh
The world is round,and the place which may seem like the end may also be the beginning.
Ivy Baker Priest
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reblog and tag your top five songs from red
Begin Again
Pairing- Fred Weasley x Fem!Reader
Summary- Based on Begin Again (Taylor’s Version) by Taylor Swift <3
Warnings- Slight angst, kissing, a lot of Fluff and as always my poor english :)
Word count- 1.6k
A/N- Long time no see people. So here I am with a Fred Weasley fic coz I love this dork sm. Also this happens after the war and yes Fred is alive coz he never died (im delusional)
It was Wednesday, probably your least favourite day of the week. You were getting ready for work, deciding to wear heels for today.
“Don’t wear them, they don’t look good on you.” Your ex-boyfriend would have said if he were here. You sighed and looked into the mirror.
“But I look good in them.” You smiled at yourself before leaving. You decided to walk to the ministry for today rather than apparating, stopping by a cafe to grab a quick morning coffee for a head start for the day. Your headphones played a song you loved.
“I don’t get this song.” Your ex-boyfriend would’ve commented if he were here. You shook your head and smiled through the song.
“But I do.”
As you walked towards the cafe, you suddenly bumped into someone who was much taller than you. The things they were carrying dropped on the floor as you quickly bent down to pick them up, removing your headphones from ears to your neck, apologies never stopping to leave from your mouth.
“I’m really sorry for not paying attention, hope I didn’t break anything.” You said, finally looking at the stranger’s face as you gave them the last thing you picked.
It was a man. A really good looking and tall man. He had red hair, which were perfectly messed up, his smile looking genuine as he smiled at you.
“It’s alright.” The handsome stranger said, “I hadn’t been paying attention as well. Reckon its partly my fault too.”
Damn, you could listen to his voice forever if you could. It was as clear as crystal water, as smooth as silk.
If it had been your ex-boyfriend, he would’ve gotten mad. Mad that because of you he dropped his things. He would’ve cursed at you, maybe even yell. You shook your head and quickly came out of your thoughts.
“Guess we’re both sorry then.” You said, trying not get awkward. He chuckled and extended his free hand.
“I’m Fred, Fred Weasley.”
-
Three weeks later on a Wednesday, you walked inside the same cafe, half expecting that Fred wouldn’t arrive. But you were immediately proven wrong when you saw him, already standing near a table, waiting for you.
He waved at you when he saw you and gestured for you to sit across from him. You walked towards him, sitting down as he pulled out the chair for you. He didn’t know how nice this gesture was but you did.
You small talked about everything. You attempted to make jokes about things to which he responded with throwing his head back laughing like a little kid. “That was the funniest thing someone has ever said to me.” He said.
You were surprised at his response. “It wasn’t even funny, why do you even try to be funny when you’re not?” Your ex-boyfriend would’ve said if it were him instead of Fred.
As your conversation went on, you thought that maybe not all relationships are the way your previous ones were. Maybe some included this. Happiness. Because today, on Wednesday, in this cafe, you watched your feelings begin again.
-
“I’ve never met someone who has the collection of all the chocolate frog cards.” He had said laughing a little when you showed him your card collection. “Well except my brother Ron of course. This is impressive.”
You had smiled and responded, “thanks. I’ve liked chocolate frogs since I first ate them on my way to Hogwarts, back in first year.”
“I kind of figured, it’s cute if you ask me.” He had smiled, making you blush.
He had been telling you about himself and his family. You had been listening intently and laughing every time he told you about the pranks he had played on other students along with his brother George, back when he was in Hogwarts.
You told him about yourself, getting shy occasionally which he couldn’t comprehend why, but you did. He was the sweetest man you had ever talked to.
He eventually took you to meet his family. You were a nervous wreck, to which he had assured you that there was nothing to worry about and his family especially his mother were going to love you.
And he was right. His mother, Molly Weasley who was also a redhead welcomed you as if you were her own. His father, Arthur Weasley was also genuinely interested in knowing about your work. He had asked you many questions related to your work field, making you smile a little as you didn’t really have anyone who was interested in what you did.
His siblings were all friendly towards you. You had immediately gotten along with George, which made Fred smile to himself. You had even given some advices on how they can improve their shop works. Ron showed you his chocolate frog card collection and told you how he still had some missing. You offered yours to him to which he smiled and agreed happily. Ginny treated you as her sister, very much interested in getting to know you more.
You liked the Weasleys, and the fact they accepted you made both you and Fred happy. He had kissed your forehead once you reached your doorstep, after he had insisted on walking you home. That night neither you nor Fred slept, replaying the moment you spent together.
-
Christmas was around the corner and snow had started to gather everywhere. Everyone you could see were busy shopping for holidays.
You were in a shop, buying gifts for Fred and his family. You smiled when you saw the things that Fred had talked about many times and how much he would love it if got it. You made your way to pay, the cashier surprised to see you buying gifts.
“You’re buying gifts for yourself?” he asked. You and the cashier had been friends for many years as you were a frequent customer in his store.
“No, they’re for my- friend and his family.” you had hesitated because you two hadn’t made anything official. Hell was there anything even to make it official? You thought.
The cashier smiled, “explains why you look better than before since last few weeks. Finally got someone right?”
You smiled and nodded back at him and said, “I’m giving love a chance to begin again.”
-
You and Fred were walking back to your house, hand in hand as he small talked about everything. You hadn’t been paying attention, your mind going back to your ex-boyfriend.
You didn’t remember anytime when you and him were like this, peaceful and most of all- happy.
You decided to tell Fred about him so you said, “I wanted to-”
“I wanted to-” he said at same time as you, making both of you laugh.
“You first.” You said.
“I wanted to tell you that my mother wants me to invite you home for the Christmas dinner.” He said sheepishly rubbing his neck.
“I don’t know, Fred. Christmas dinner is for families and-”
He interrupted, “But you’re a part of the family now. Please come, Y/N. I’ll feel better if you did. Plus we’ll get a jumper knitted by my mother herself with our initials on it. It's a family tradition for every Christmas."
"Okay, I'll be there." You said with a smile. Fred grinned widely and kissed your cheek in excitement making you a flustered mess and you thanked Merlin for the cold.
You forgot all about your ex-boyfriend as Fred went on to tell you stories of pranks he played on Ron with George. You had a small smile on your face as you listened to him, and for the first time you thought 'what happened in the past stays in the past'.
-
It was New Year's Eve and you and Fred were decorating your house for the party later tonight. He watched you as you were focused on shaping the cookie dough to bake. Your tongue was grazing your upper lip, ounces of flour around your forehead.
He blushed and looked away when you caught him staring and resumed his work, smiling to himself.
Night came on and the party was in full swing. Fred and George were entertaining the guests with the products from their joke shop. Ginny and Hermione helped you serve the drinks as Ron and Harry small talked, drinks in their hands.
And the time came for which everyone was waiting. The new year countdown. Everyone gathered around near the clock as it ticked. Suddenly, Fred took you by your hand and led you to the balcony.
People started counting backwards as Fred took your hands in his. He looked nervous and your heart couldn't help but pick up its pace.
"10!"
"Y/N, I've known you for almost an year now and I don't think I can deny it any longer."
"7"
"You have always been so kind to others but never to yourself. So I want to be the one to take care of you. You have showed me many times what I'm worth of. You showed me a new way to view life."
"5!"
"Fred, what are you saying?" You asked, quietly.
"3!
"I'm saying that I love you, Y/N. All of you. And I'll never get tired of admitting it. Be my girlfriend, Y/N."
"1!"
You didn't say anything as tears fell down your cheeks. You grabbed him by his collars and attached your lips with his. He immediately wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you closer when you heard everyone screaming.
"Happy New Year!"
Fred and you smiled into the kiss as he sealed the promise of never hurting you by deepening the kiss. Surely you have had some bad relationships but it was all worth it if it had brought you to Fred Weasley, the redhead which made your belief in love begin again.
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Ah I loved writing this. Thank you for reading!