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reblog and tag the 3 ttpd songs you relate to most <3
Where's the trophy? He just comes runnin' over to me
no more 'he's gonna save' me, no more 'I'm gonna chase him', no more 'the world wants him but will he want me'
now its just, he better walk to the ends of the fucking earth for me, and to me, because I'm the prize
That line clearly indicates she knows he chooses her. Them winning isn't what's important in the context. It's the fact that even though they're winning and a trophy will be presented, he's going to come running over to her
“My mother boils seawater. It sits all afternoon simmering on the stovetop, almost two gallons in a big soup pot. The windows steam up and the house smells like a storm. In the evening, a crust of salt is all that’s left at the bottom of the pot. My mother scrapes it out with a spoon. We each lick a fingertip and dip them in the salt and it’s softer than you’d think, less like sand and more like snow. We lay our fingertips on our tongues, right in the middle. It tastes like salt but like something else, too—wide, and dark. It tastes like drowning, or like falling asleep on the shore and only waking up when the tide has come up to your feet and you wonder if you’d gone on sleeping, would you have sunk?”
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The Alchemy by Carri Thurman (via wellconstructedsentences)
Wow, this is a powerful piece. I have also boiled seawater to collect salt and it is quite like the experience described.
(via dreamdoe)
nitpicky
i LOVE "The Alchemy" by taylor swift... but my nitpicky 🍑 just has a bit of a problem in the second verse... [Verse 2] Hey, you, what if I told you we'rе cool? That child's play back in school Is forgiven under my rule I haven't come around in so long But I'm making a comeback to where I belong
ok thats the second verse. but what i personally have problem is is the underlined lines. MORE specifically the very last line's "where I belong"
BECAUSE why is the stress in the "BE" of belong instead of the "I"??????? youre telling me "where I belong" sounds better than "where I belong"?????????????
officially done with twitter
i shouldve done it years ago.. i shouldve left or just never made an account.
the toxic shi thats posted there is ASTRONOMICALLY disgusting
welcome to twitter where toxicity and praising one person while putting others down is the hottest trend in town!!1 🤡🤡
just saw MULTIPLE posts about bashing taylor swift while praising another artist (not just taylor swift, even olivia rodrigo ffs)
im pretty sure that you can praise one person while NOT bringing down another person... its pretty easy actually but apparently these clowns are not getting it. you can call melanie talented without calling another one ugly and untalented thats common knowledge but theyre apparently in another world called twitter
so maybe its time to OFFICIALLY ditch the clowns, get the crown and escape this toxic circus that ive been wanting to leave and move to the grave called tumblr apparently (people told me its dead so--)
TTPD is about IWTV
(Part Eight)
This is a thread connecting Anne Rice’s The Vampire Chronicles to Taylor Swift’s most recent album, The Tortured Poet’s Department. Part One will be linked at the bottom, if you want to start from the beginning.
15.) The Alchemy
Executive decision: This one is about Lestat and Louis finally getting their shit together and going back to each other.
“This happens once every few lifetimes”
“These chemicals hit me like white wine”
“What if I told you I'm back?”
“The hospital was a drag”
“Worst sleep that I ever had”
“These blokes warm the benches”
“We been on a winning streak”
“Cause the sign on your heart said it's still reserved for me”
“Honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy?”
16.) Clara Bow
This one is for all of ‘em. I like the idea of paralleling “fame” with being chosen to receive the Dark Gift. Just like a small town girl who never thought she’d see the big city, I think the vamps would never have imagined their lives to turn out the way they did.
The allegory of vampirism and fame is really interesting to me. Being chosen to receive a gift that so many desire and, yet, so few receive. A gift that feels more like a curse once you have it. Beauty and aesthetic being a cornerstone to your existence.
Are you seeing the vision?
Also, Lestat’s rockstar era fits nicely into the context of these lyrics as well.
“All your life, did you know you’d be picked like a rose”
“No one in my small town thought I'd see the lights of Manhattan”
“Promise to be dazzling”
“I'm not trying to exaggerate”
“But I think I might die if it happened, die if it happened to me”
"You look like Stevie Nicks in '75, the hair and lips”
“Crowd goes wild at her fingertips”
“You're the new god we're worshipping”
“It's hell on earth to be heavenly”
“... Dazzling”
Part One: https://www.tumblr.com/funtheysaid/749134183115456512/ttpd-is-about-iwtv
fin.
JJ Maybank x reader based on the song
So High school by T.Swift!
‘Truth dare spin bottles you know how to ball I know Aristotle..’
The reader is maybe John B sister or Sarah’s? They fall in love?
And either the same fic or different also based on the song
The trophy by T.Swift
‘Where’s the trophy? He just comes running up and it’s me’
He has to choose between you or Kiara or he realises he loves you?
I love your writing!! :) 🫶🏻
thank you so much 🫶🏻 you can find this here: the alchemy
—the alchemy
pairing: jj maybank x fem!routledge reader
summary: you always had a thing for jj, while you thought he had a thing for kie. you couldn't have been more wrong..
warnings: none i think
notes: i have absolutely no clue how to play poker, so please don't grill me lmao
the water glistened, reflecting the afternoon sun. you dunked your feet inside, hanging from the bridge you were sitting on. it was lightly moving due to the waves beneath it.
you kept your eyes trained on the horizon, but looking at nothing in particular.
jj came running from the shore, sitting down beside you, letting his feet dangle into the water next to yours. "john b is making food"
"what could he possibly be making?" you smiled, clearly knowing that there wasn't much left in the pantry. you got through the day alright, thanks to both of you working, but you didn't buy any extraordinary things to make sure you had enough money to pay everything else.
“we’re having toast,” jj smirked, then paused for dramatic effect. “but we raided heyward’s for tomatoes, and kiara brought guac from her mom. so it’s fancy toast.”
“fancy toast! the ritz could never.” you hugged your knees to your chest, resting your chin on them, but a smile crept up on your lips.
"what are you even doing out here alone?"
"i'm thinking"
"about your dad?" jj asked carefully. "you know I’m here if you need to spill. no judgment. not even if it’s super depressing.”
"thanks, i know" you were thankful that you had such great friends. people that were like family to you and always made sure you were alright, even if they didn't have much to give themselves, apart from kiara.
"are you going to surf the surge tomorrow?" jj changed the topic, interpreting your silence as answer enough.
"heard agatha's gonna be a bitch" you shrugged. "must be nice to lose a few unnecessary limbs"
"don't be ridiculous, i'm a pro" jj took the sunglasses off his head and pushed them on your nose instead. "are you coming or not?"
"i prefer not to" you giggled, slapping his hand away as he tried to readjust the rest of your apperance. "gonna look good for cps"
"they won't even make it out here, agatha will arrive too soon for that"
"well, then i should be thanking her, right?" you looked up to the sky, the sun still breaking through the slowly arriving clouds, but the darkness of them made it evident that it wouldn't take too long for the storm to arrive. "thanks aggy! sorry for calling you a bitch"
"if that isn't nice" jj grinned. "look at you! such a polite lady"
"told you i could behave better than you" you stood up and waited for him to do the same. "i'm pretty sure they just told you to go and get me not to wait out until they had finished the food, right?"
"caught me" jj shrugged. you knew him well enough to guess that he was trying to escape more work than necessary. "but it did take some time to find you. you weren't in the tower john b locked you in"
"oh, maybe i'm not as well behaved as we thought" you shrugged, following him back to the beach. "you need those sunglasses soon?" you liked the red tinted look of them. you had worn them before and you loved that they made you look like a hippie or vanessa hudgens going to coachella in 2014.
“keep ‘em,” jj shrugged, giving you an exaggerated once-over. “you look better in them anyway.”
you raised an eyebrow, genuinely curious. “how much did these cost?”
jj spun around, pretending to be offended. “whoa, whoa! don’t insult me like that. i didn’t pay for them.”
you laughed. “you stole these?”
“they were like six dollars, okay? i stole them out of principle.” he wiggled his eyebrows like that somehow made sense.
you shook your head amused. “jj, that’s still stealing.”
“nah, see, i was planning on giving them to you for a while, so really, it was a selfless act. call it proactive gift-giving.”
jj’s face lit up, the trademark smirk in place as you walked side by side back toward the beach. he kicked at the sand a little, glancing over at you every few seconds like he was waiting for you to laugh again.
you could hear the others before you saw them—john b shouting something about the toast burning, and kiara’s voice cutting through with, “how do you even burn toast?!”
“so, what’s the plan after we survive this gourmet meal?” you asked, your tone only half-teasing.
jj rubbed his hands together with a glint in his eyes. “well, after we feast on fancy toast and whatever leftovers kiara’s mom sent, i was thinking… poker.”
“poker? don’t we always lose when we play with pope?”
“yeah, but he’s working today, so we have a chance.” jj wiggled his eyebrows as if this were the best news in the world.
you laughed, shaking your head. “so, your plan is to take all my money after i generously agree to participate in poker?”
jj’s smirk deepened. “well, since you’re wearing those shades, you’re bound to win. you’ve got that poker-face-hippie thing going on.”
you shrugged, pretending to think about it. “true. i could absolutely bluff the hell out of you all.”
he nodded seriously. “exactly. so really, it’s your civic duty to play.”
“civic duty,” you repeated, laughing. “sure, sure.”
"sit down, you two" kiara ancouraged when you walked onto the patio.
"where have you been that long?" john b questioned, looking at you suspiciously. "you're always sneaking around together"
"don't be ridicilous, b" you shook your head. "we were just watching the waves"
kiara and jj exchanged glances you didn’t quite understand. it made your nerves tweak to not know what they were hinting at.
“i bet it was a sight so see” kiara said softly, a smirk on her face.
jj nodded. “as always” he shrugged, his eyes still on her.
you had to try hard not to let your face distort into jealousy. you had had a crush on jj for as long as you could remember. and the two of you were close, but nothing ever really happened with your brothers best friend.
being in love with jj was confusing. most of the time, he treated you just like anyone else, acting completely normal. but then, out of nowhere, he'd start flirting, leaving you unsure of what to think.
even though you tried your best, the crush on the boy always resurfaced when he would flirt with you once more, keeping your hopes up.
the meal continued without anything happening and you found yourselves cleaning the table to play a few rounds of poker like jj had promised.
"looks like you're in a tough spot" he grinned.
kiara had put down her cards, while you were trying hard to keep a straight face, knowing you would probably lose.
you shrugged. "i don't see you putting down anything valuable, maybank"
"ohh" kiara and your brother hollored at the same time.
"well, let's see then" kiara nudged jj's shoulder.
the blonde smirked before he revealed his cards to you, flushing a street. "you've underestimated me, guys"
john b and you sighed simultaneously, accepting defeat as you threw your own cards in the middle. while jj was busy mixing the cards, kiara took a look at her phone.
"i think i better head out" she smiled, standing up from her chair. "my mother's gonna go crazy if i'm late again"
you played a few more rounds after the girl had left, john b and you losing to jj each time. you were sure he had gotten help from pope, knowing that his time would come.
john b threw down his cards after one more uneventful round. "i'm heading to bed" he nodded, pulling his snapback down, before he highfived jj and pressed a kiss to your hair. "don't stay up too late"
"night, b" you smiled as you watched after him.
"one more round?" jj giggled.
"i'm all out" you shrugged, pointing at the pile of money on the table in front of him.
"well, if i lose you can have all of it"
"this sounds almost too good" you muttered. "okay, what if i lose then?"
"you'll take off your shirt" he shrugged.
"jj!" you pushed a hand to your mouth, draining out the scream of outrage that threatened to errupt in the air between you.
"what?" jj smirked, looking up at you with wide blue eyes. "am i making you nervous?"
"not a chance," you shot back, trying to keep your voice steady despite the way your heart was hammering in your chest. jj's smirk widened, the mischievous glint in his eyes only growing as he shuffled the cards one more time.
"alright then," he said, dealing the cards smoothly. "prove it."
you glanced at your hand, trying to keep your expression neutral. jj's eyes flickered up to meet yours, watching you intently, and you couldn't tell if he was bluffing or not.
you took a deep breath and played the first card, trying to focus on the game instead of the way jj was watching you like a hawk.
the next few minutes were tense, each of you placing cards with care. it was almost suffocating.
"you're really dragging this out, you know that?" you muttered, glancing up at him.
jj just grinned, his eyes glinting with amusement. "patience, sweetheart. good things come to those who wait," he replied, his voice low and teasing. you rolled your eyes but couldn't help the slight tug at the corners of your mouth.
finally, it came down to the last card. you had one left in your hand, and so did jj. your eyes met, the room silent except for the sound of your heartbeat in your ears. You hesitated for a split second, then threw down your card.
jj's eyes flickered to the table, his face breaking into a triumphant grin. he laid his final card down with a laugh.
"looks like i win," he drawled, his voice smug. your eyes widened as you stared at the cards, disbelief washing over you. how did he keep doing this?
"you've got to be cheating," you grumbled, pushing back from the table. jj laughed, the sound warm, filling the quiet night air around you.
"well, you agreed to do this" he shrugged, like he was completely in the right.
you looked at him without any expression on your face, before you sighed, your fingers dipping down to meet the material of your shirt, as you stood up.
jj's eyes widened at your movement, standing up at the same time. "it was a joke, y/n" he muttered quickly. "you don't have to do anything you don't want to"
you halted in your movement. "if you had won, would you have given me the money, like you promised?"
"of course" jj answered without so much as a thought.
your smile deepend, before your fingers gripped the hem of the shirt, pulling it over you head in a quick motion. revealed was your bikini top. the one jj had seen you in a million times, but still his eyes widened even further.
jj's mouth opened slightly, his usual cocky demeanor vanishing as he stared at you. he remembered seeing you in it before, but this still felt different. maybe it was the intimacy of the dimly lit patio, or the way you stood before him now, your eyes steady and unwavering. you had called his bluff, and he was utterly speechless.
"see?" you said, trying to keep your voice light despite the rapid thudding of your heart. "no big deal. just a bikini, jj."
he swallowed hard, finally snapping out of his daze. "right," he said, his voice cracking slightly. he cleared his throat, his gaze darting away before quickly finding its way back to you. "just a bikini."
you walked around the table, pushing yourself between him and the discarded chair. "this can't really be the reason you're so uneasy"
you tried to read the emotion on his face, but he just looked at you, at a loss for words. you softly pushed your hand to rest against his chest. your eyes widened in surprise. "your heart is racing" you declared with a soft whisper.
"yeah" jj finally found his words. "you're so close"
you looked up at him, surprised at what he was hinting at. "i'm sorry if i'm making you uncomfortable" you tried to step back, but his hand shot out, holding you in place by your elbow.
"jj" you muttered, your voice barely audible. you could feel your heart beat just as fast as his did.
"have i ever told you how beautiful you are?" jj's voice was soft and tender, like he was trying not to disrupt the calmness of the moment.
"no" you sighed, unsure. he came closer, your noses were almost touching. his eyes were ready to close, not far from kissing you. your voice rung out before he could do anything of that sort. "what about kie?"
"what?" jj blinked in surprise, stepping backwards.
"what about kie?" you repeated a little bit louder.
"what about her?" jj laughed, before he saw the confusion in your eyes.
"i thought there was something—“
"between me and kie?" he smiled, shaking his head. "well only that she knew about my crush on you"
"you have a crush on me?"
"i thought it was kinda obvious" he pointed a finger between the both of you. "can i please finally kiss you now, routledge?"
you smiled, your heart fluttering in your chest at his confession. "of course" you watched him step closer once more, before you grinned. "but what about—?"
"—oh would you shut up now?" he pushed his lips against yours, drowning out your giggle as your smile touched his mouth like it was supposed to.
THE PROPHECY IS SO ANNABETH CHASE CODED YOU CAN PRY THIS SONG FROM MY COLD DEAD HANDS.
ITS ANNABETH WHEN THAILA DIES AND SHE HAS TO LIVE A LIFE WITHOUT HER OLDER SISTER IN A NEW WORLD DESPERATELY WANTING COMFORT THAT WASNT TAINTED
ITS ANNABETH WANTING A QUEST SINCE SHE WAS CHILD BEGGING FOR SOMEONE TO LET HER DO ONE
ITS ANNABETH REALIZING LUKE LEFT HER, THAT HE CRAVED POWER SO MUCH HE LEFT HIS LITTLE SISTER PLEADING FOR SOMEONE TO FILL THE VOID
ITS ANNABETH IN THE MIDDLE OF A MAZE CLINGING ONTO HER LAST SIGHT OF NORMALCY EXCEPT HE FUCKING DIES AND SHE NEEDS GUIDANCE
ITS ANNABETH WANTING HER BOYFRIEND BACK EXCEPT SHE DOESNT KNOW WHERE HE IS AND NEEDING SAFETY BUT HES HER SAFETY
ITS ANNABETH IN THE PITS OF HELL WANTING HOPE FOR THE LIGHT AT THE END OF THIS DARKNESS BECAUSE HELL FUCKING SUCKS
Yeah the prophecy is very annabeth chase coded and I would give a ted-talk about it
What has been the most interesting are the ways in which the universe yields to you when you declare to yourself and the world that you are an artist and mean it.
When things seem down, you keep creating, when things are good, you keep creating. You do this to show the universe that you are indeed the artist you say you are. After a while, in the most unexpected times, the god momentum which has taken over starts attracting people, resources, ideas 💡, and muses.
You begin to create things you never thought were possible. You find out how strong you are made and how resilient you truly are. You realize though, that that strength, and endless flowing of creative ideas comes from the original declaration. “I AM AN ARTIST” This declaration mixed with consistent creation everyday is where the alchemy flows and where the magic is made. It is what makes the shuffling back and forth from the conscious to subconscious realms possible.
"Honestly, who are we to fight the alchemy?"
"Where's the trophy? He just comes running over to me."
The Alchemy
a/n: This is inspired by The Alchemy by Taylor Swift
tw: mentions of heroin
You and Steve are exes and last year you moved away to Chicago. Today was the day of one of the biggest basketball games ever for Hawkins and you decided to come back to watch it. It felt weird being back. You were so used to Chicago so Hawkins felt different from how it used to feel. You was outside Hawkins High School and called Nancy before you went in and she answered.
“Heyyy what’s up?” Nancy asked. “What if i told you i’m back?” You asked and Nancy immediately went silent. “Wait no way are you outside stop don’t play around like this” Nancy said. “I’m not playing around I am back” You said and then you heard Nancy moving and then you saw her walk out of the school and she immediately saw you. “OH MY GOD YOU ARE BACK” Nancy exclaimed before running up to you and hugging you. “Yeah I wanted to see this game” You said hugging her back. Jonathan quickly also came out, probably because Nancy was with him and then suddenly ran off. “Oh my god” Jonathan said when he saw you. “Hey Byers” You said with a smile and he smiled back. “Robins probably gonna scream when she sees you” Nancy said laughing. “Yeah i’m so excited to see her again” You said. “Y’know who else you’ll see again?” Jonathan asked. “Don’t remind me” You said with a sigh. Nancy laughed and then you all walked in and sat down. Robin was with the band and she saw you and immediately smiled at you. You smiled back and then it was time for the speech before the game to start. This was the most boring bit ever.
The game then started and Steve walked onto the court. It was weird seeing him again. He looked better than he did before. A lot better. He then saw you. ‘So when I touch down, call the amateurs and cut ‘em from the team’ He thought before the whistle was blown and the game started. Steve scored a goal and everyone screamed and cheered for him. He made eye contact with you and smiled before going back to the game. “The sign on his heart said it’s still reserved for you” Nancy whispered to you smirking and you smiled. “Honestly who are we to fight the alchemy” You whispered back and Nancy had the biggest smile on her face. You and Steve were so cute together. Everyone thought you’d be endgame so when you broke up that shocked literally everyone. Even Billy Hargrove was shocked which proved how perfect you and Steve were together. “What if I told him we’re cool? That child’s play back in school is forgiven under my rule?” You said and Nancy and Jonathan immediately looked at you. “Oh my god are you finally coming around?” Jonathan asked. “Well I haven’t come around for so long… But i’m making a comeback to where I belong” You said after a few seconds and Nancy gasped.
‘Those blokes warm the benches we’ve been on a winning streak’ Steve thought. “Didnt he used to joke it was heroin but this time with an ‘E’.” Nancy asked referring to what he used to say your love for eachother was like. You nodded then went back to watching the game. Steve won for the team and everyone cheered. Shirts off and his friends lift him up over their heads. Beer stickin’ to the floor cheers chanting cause’ they said “there was no chance trying to be the greatest in the league”. After about ten minutes everyone was leaving so Nancy,Jonathan and you also got up Robin ran over to you guys. “YOURE BACK?” Robin asked you. “Just for today I wanted to see the game” You said. Steve then immediately came over runnin’ to you guys. “Congrats on the win” You said. “I didn’t expect you to be here” Steve said to you. “Yeah well I am” You replied. “I’m so happy you’re back even if it’s just for the rest of the day” Robin said before hugging you. “I’m sorry… For everything” Steve said after a few moments of silence. “I’m sorry too” You said and he hugged you.
I mean who were you to fight the alchemy?