Now that Brand New Day content is dropping it’s giving me the spark to update my parkner fic that has been dormant for over a year now 👀

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Now that Brand New Day content is dropping it’s giving me the spark to update my parkner fic that has been dormant for over a year now 👀
stick around until the end, she changes the outro melody and it’s beautiful
- Taylor performing this is me trying at The Eras Tour in Melbourne, Australia (N2) on February 17, 2024 (x)
even if it's a stretch, i'm compelled by this thought. like, a song about love being so pure - because of your youth and innocence, but also because it's a memory of warmth and care. the face of that love doesn't even matter when the feeling that lingers, the innocence, becomes its legacy. your braids like a pattern, love you to the moon and to saturn, this love lasts so long.
and then consider how, twenty years later, as an adult, you feel like you get older but never wiser, so ahead of the curve, the curve became a sphere. you're so far from the child you were, and you have so little to show for it but scars and fear of ghosts. then you find that warm pure love again, in a person who makes you feel safe, like the child you used to be. just being in their arms takes you back to that time when you were fierce and unapologetic, you hadn't been hurt, you weren't caught up in your own web and afraid of making the wrong move again and again. been sleeping so long in a twenty year dark night... it's nice to have a friend.
thinking about the pipeline from ‘i drew curtains closed, drank my poison all alone’ to ‘pouring my heart out to a stranger, but i didn’t pour the whiskey’ and hurting my own damn feelings…
I had the shiniest doors now they're rusting (it's august 1st)
THIS IS ME TRYING: A Dave York x F! Reader AU.
Summary: By day Dave York is seemingly your regular, run of the mill guy. A popular surgeon specialising in trauma but when the white coat comes off; so does the façade. Contracted by a local mob, Dr. York provides his services to interrogate and induce fear and pain... but when a young woman ends up in the wrong place at the wrong time and witnesses a crime that puts her life in danger; could Dr York’s conscience make a sudden reappearance?
Pairing: Dr. Dave York x F! Reader {legal age difference early 20s + mid 40s}
Warnings: Rated E for eventual smut. These two fools are going to fall so in love they won’t know what’s hit them. Some canon violence and threats. Some Dark/Asshole/Possessive! Dave.
First chapter to be posted: Monday 29th August.
Proposed chapters: 5
A/N: This will be my first ever attempt at an AU. I am super excited to share it with you and I hope that I do it justice.
Mood-board credit: My dear + sweet @queenofthefaceless! Thank you so much for making this gorgeous mood-board and being so sweet and supportive of my idea for this upcoming fic. I adore you.
1: Chapter One.
2: Chapter Two.
Me: I wonder if people know what my favourite album and book are....
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The theoretical potential of a Quinlan Vos trained canon version of Corran Horn is sending me