#and taylor HAS to be thinking about that right now

[bullet-prooflove]

Swiftie: Michael "Robby" Robinavitch x Reader

Tagging: @kmc1989 @yousigned-upforthis @oklahomapeach @before-we-get-started @fadeinsol

Summary: Robby realises your baby might just be a Swiftie.

Companion piece to:

Lines - It’s been a long time since Robby’s been attracted to someone like this.

Lipstick (NSFW) - It's love at first blow job for Dr Robby.

Crisis - Robby has a bad day.

ASMR For The Soul - Robby doesn't sleep when you're not around.

Bunny - Robby discovers you've been keeping secrets.

Something To Complain About (NSFW) - You ignite the ire of Robby's neighbour with your bedroom noises.

Noise Cancelling - Robby discovers his neighbour keeps a spreadsheet of your antics.

Poolside - When Robby's had a really shitty day he always ends up whereever you are.

The Betting Pool - Robby discovers that his collegues have been taking bets on his relationship.

Fifty Shades of Robby - Robby's collegues see the truth of his relationship when they find your Instagram.

Dumb Bitch - Robby exhibits his protective side when another man steps on his territory.

Stop Compressions, Start Compressions - Robby loses everything in the aftermath of Pittfest.

24 Hours - Robby refuses to leave your side in the aftermath of the shooting.

Saftey Rail - Abbot gets real with Robby when he finds him on the roof.

Baby, It's Gonna Be Alright - Robby wonders if he's fucked things up with you for good.

Exorcism (NSFW) - Robby and you finally find a way to be honest with one another.

Ready - Robby and you discuss starting a family in the aftermath of Pittfest.

The Rose - You give Robby a special gift for your anniversary.

Heartbeat - Robby finds something to help him sleep.

Jinx - Robby discovers a particular superstition of yours.

The Scary One - Robby and you face concerns during your second pregnancy scan.

Pop Tarts - You and Robby decorate the baby's nursery.

Brave Little Boy - Robby wakes up to the baby kicking and gets a suprise.

Brown Eyed Boy - The birth of your son doesn’t quite go the way you’d planned.

One Week - Robby cares for the two of you one week after his son’s birth.

Seperation Anxiety - Robby gets severe seperation anxiety at the thought of returning to work after Noah's birth.

The baby likes dancing.

He likes being tucked in close to Robby’s body, feeling the rumble of daddy’s chest as he sings to the music. His tiny fists flail excitedly as Robby sways his hips to Taylor Swift’s Shake It Off in the kitchen.

“He’s definitely a Swiftie.” You say watching the two of them over your laptop at the kitchen table. “He’s gonna drag Papa kicking and screaming out of the Blues and right into mommy’s favourite genre Pop, just you watch.”

“You been working him while I’ve been at the hospital?” Robby asks you as Noah’s chubby fingers come to rest his lips. He kisses the tiny pads, making loud smooching noises as the baby scrunches his face up as if to laugh.  “Playing the Midnights album while he sleeps?”

“Trust me when you’re not here the only thing he does sleep to is folklore.” You inform Robby as you return your attention to the spreadsheet in front of you. “He really loves The Last Great American Dynasty, I think it might be the fact it tells you a story you know? You put that on and he just crashes out.”

“Have you seen what happens when you put on Bejeweled?” Robby asks you and you shake your head before pulling up your Spotify playlist to find the right album. “I’m telling you he loses his mind.”

He isn’t wrong. As soon as the opening bars start to play baby Noah’s chubby arms go up like he’s at a rave, and his feet kick out as if he’s doing the two step at a barn dance. Those delicate features of his light up like the Fourth of July, a smile appearing on his pursed lips.

“Holy shit Robby.” You erupt as the song hits the chorus. “He just smiled. He’s smiling right now.”

“What…” Robby tilts his head down to look at him and there’s his son beaming like the god damn moon, bouncing his tiny booty. “I can’t believe we made a Swiftie.”

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[rhiannonsknife]

I think I am 🦌 anon…… I love h2O just add water SO much im sobbing I’ll love anything u write for it…. Also bc im such a gigantic Rikki/emma shipper its making me think about Jackie/Melissa and now I feel galaxy brain 🌌🌌 like Melissa would have way more fun giving Jackie shit occasionally and they could have fun banter… meanwhile Shauna is standing by quietly losing her mind diskjdkwjfjejeh anyways Melissa calling Jackie “princess” do you mind if I exit

— H2O JUST ADD WATER (yellowjackets au)

the three of them weren’t even supposed to end up on the island. they were meant to be out on lottie’s boat (well, mr. matthews’, technically) for an afternoon cruise, a little celebration after winning regionals & qualifying for nationals. a few jv girls had tagged along (hence, melissa) and the day itself couldn’t have been better. until the engine of mel’s boat stalled on the way back, leaving them stranded just off mako island. she pointed out they could dock and check the motor from shore. so they did and, while waiting, wandered off. that’s how jackie found the moon pool…

or: healing my inner child…let me have my mermaid moment with this guys!!

SHAUNA SHIPMAN ⋆˙⟡ cleo

shauna keeps it to herself the longest. it’s not that she’s any better at hiding it, if anything, she’s the worst liar…(definitely writes about it in her journal, too!!) but the rational part of her just refuses to believe it’s real.

her first signs aren’t as dramatic (meaning no tail incident), it’s mostly water, acting strange: the morning after, at the sink, shauna reaches for the faucet, and the stream bends, curving away from her hand. she flinches, and it snaps back.

it takes three full tail incidents (one in her bathtub, one at the harbor, and one in the locker room where jackie has to block the door) for shauna to finally admit: “okay. yeah. so i think i’m a mermaid too.”

hydrokinesis — the ability to control the shape & volume of water. shauna is secretly practicing her powers in the tub and the pond in the park, to avoid incidents like the one time she accidentally made the water in her mom’s flower vase swirl into a spiral when she got distracted watching jackie eat a popsicle…

JACKIE TAYLOR ⋆˙⟡ emma

jackie is, for once, the unlucky one. her first transformation happens right before jeff is supposed to come over. she’s in her bathrobe, mid-prep for one of her ‘everything-showers’ she’s decided make her irresistible (comphet jackie taylor, you are real to me in every universe…) when she dips a toe into the water to test the temperature. 

the contact is all it takes. water hits her skin & she changes. jackie’s legs fuse together, and her body slumps into the tub. she screams once, then slaps a hand over her mouth in shock. gripping the tub’s edge, she’s sobbing, terrified, and somehow furious that it had to happen today of all days (omg jackie who transforms the day she was planning to “finally” lose her virginity…?? fate stepped in!!)

when jeff calls to say he’s out front, jackie, still stunned, chokes out: “uhm- i can’t hang out! i’m...sick. like…puking sick! go home.” then she hangs up and stares down at her new tail.

cryokinesis — the ability to freeze water & create ice (the concept of this being jackie’s power….). in the beginning, jackie can’t stop accidentally freezing things. she ruins several sinks and refuses to drink anything cold, afraid it might freeze in her throat. she’s definitely the most frustrated with her lack of control.

MELISSA HAT ⋆˙⟡ rikki

melissa is the first to admit it not only to herself (which, frankly, is hard to deny when her legs turn into a full-blown tail the second she touches water), but out loud: “okay, don’t freak, but i think i’m a goddamn mermaid.”

she says this to gen, obviously. gen: her best friend, and more importantly, the only person she trusts enough to show what happens when she pours water down her arm. to be fair, gen does freak out a little. “oh my god, do it again!” she shrieks “can you, like, breathe underwater now?!”

melissa tries to play it cool, as if she hasn’t been spiraling for 48 hours straight & didn’t scream the first time it happened, slipping into her pool and nearly passing out from shock. as if she’s not lowkey in love with both shauna & jackie, losing her mind about it more and more every time they mention weird water stuff…

hydro thermokinesis — the ability to heat & boil water. it starts with bathwater, then escalates to a full bottle she forgets she’s holding during an argument with shauna, which explodes in her grip. melissa is surprisingly cautious, though, taking time to practice and gain control.

[bambisbabygirl]

Hi hello me again ^^ hope your doing well by the time you read this as I'm coming at you with a request for rafe this time :> (pls let me know if I'm annoying you too much 😆)

Let me paint a picture for ya. High school AU, popular!Rafe and outcast!reader. I was thinking a Beverly Marsh type situation where some boys spread rumours about her sleeping around

But she ends up catching Rafes eye and despite the rumours they begin talking and going out. I'm trying to keep this short so basically while Rafe leaves reader alone at a party to go get them drinks Rafes friends come up, make some snide remarks until Rafe comes back and has to put them in their place ^^

Hi omgggggggg you know full damn well how much I love writing for Rafe, and this? Y’all my birthday is in 24 days anyone wanna get me a Rafe Cameron for my present?

Warnings; none really drinking slightly

Note; I wrote this one slightly different to the ask to make it longer but I will 100 percent rewrite it if you want it changed

Rumours + Rafe

“Two drinks,” he said with a grin, leaning in close, lips brushing your temple. “Don’t move.”

You nodded, a little dazed—half from the beer you’d already had, half from the fact that Rafe Cameron, Kildare’s golden boy, had kissed your cheek like you were his. Like you weren’t the girl people whispered about in the halls. Like he hadn’t heard the things they said about you, and somehow still chose you anyway.

You stood awkwardly near the back porch, arms crossed, trying not to look out of place. You weren’t wearing heels, and your makeup wasn’t expensive, and people still looked at you like you were a walking punchline.

You caught the glances. Always did.

Especially when they walked up.

Topper. Kelce. A few other guys whose names you couldn’t remember—ones that wore polo shirts and smug grins and reeked of money and entitlement.

Topper was the first to speak, of course.

“Damn, Rafe just left you here like that?” he smirked, looking you over like you were an animal at the fair. “You must be real special.”

Kelce chuckled. “Thought you didn’t like sloppy seconds, man.”

Your stomach turned. You shifted a little, folding into yourself, nails digging into your palms.

“Bet she told him she’s ‘not like that’ too,” another one muttered, not even bothering to hide it.

You didn’t say anything. You were used to it by now. Since sophomore year, when one bitter guy you didn’t sleep with had started a rumour. You’d been the school’s favorite dirty secret ever since.

But Rafe… Rafe had been different. He never asked if it was true. He never brought it up. He just saw you—really saw you—and that made it worse somehow. Because it meant you had something to lose.

“I guess the only thing better than dating a hot girl,” Topper said with a grin, “is dating one who already knows what she’s doing, huh?”

You blinked hard. Your throat burned, but you didn’t move.

And then—

“Say that again.”

The voice came sharp. Cold.

Rafe.

He was back—holding two drinks, eyes narrowed, jaw tight.

Topper turned, his smile faltering. “Relax, bro, we were just—”

“No,” Rafe cut in, stepping closer. “You were running your mouth about my girlfriend. Again.”

Your heart stopped.

Girlfriend.

He never called you that out loud. Not yet.

Topper laughed, but it was uneasy now. “Jesus, man. We’re just messing around. Don’t tell me you actually—”

“You think this is a joke?” Rafe’s voice rose just a hair, enough to make them tense. “You think you’re funny for talking about her like that? Like she’s not standing right here?”

Kelce raised his hands. “Chill, Rafe.”

“No. You chill. You shut the hell up. You don’t talk about her. You don’t look at her sideways. You get me?”

They didn’t respond.

Rafe stepped between you and them, like a wall.

“I like her,” he said clearly. “And I’m not gonna keep saying it every time one of you opens your mouths.”

He turned to you then, expression softening, one hand reaching for yours again.

“C’mon,” he said gently. “Let’s go somewhere quieter.”

You followed, your heart racing—not from fear, but from something else. From the way his fingers laced through yours like it was nothing. Like it was natural.

You let him lead you to the back of the house, where the music faded and the porch light buzzed faintly overhead.

He turned to face you, looking almost shy now.

“I’m sorry,” he said. “I didn’t know they were gonna be—”

“It’s okay,” you whispered.

“No, it’s not.” His voice dropped, sincere now. “I hate that they talk about you like that. I hate that people think they know you just ‘cause some asshole told a story.”

You bit your lip.

He stepped closer, letting his forehead rest against yours.

“I don’t care what they say. I know you. That’s real. That’s what matters.”

Your chest ached—in that way it does when you’ve been holding something heavy for too long and finally set it down.

“I’ve never had someone stand up for me like that,” you admitted quietly.

“Well,” he said with a crooked grin, “get used to it.”

And then he kissed you. For real this time. Not a secret. Not something hidden. Just him and you, under the porch light, and not a single person’s opinion in sight.

[patri56001]

I'm in a wholesome mood and a little angst so swiftie Jason Todd!

Jason hasn't visited the manor in a while, he has visited Alfie, he's not a monster, and talked to his siblings on the phone, but he got into a petty argument with Bruce again, he doesn't remember about what, but he is still right. So he is sulking in one of his safe houses, listening to Taylor Swift's new rerecording, Speak Now TV, when "Never grow up" starts to play and he wants to skip it, but the lyrics are hitting him a little too close. And he is remembering his life, what he didn't get to have when he listens "Remember that she's getting older too" and he just thinks of Bruce and how much gray hair he has now (Bruce is 45, Jason is 20) and his wrinkles and how he is certain that he heard his knees pop when he got up to go after him..... "Memorize what it sounded like, when your dad gets home" of course he knows how his dad footsteps by heart.... "I just realized everything I have is someday gonna be gone" and Jason just stops breathing for a second.... And starts to overthink, "When was the last time he called Dickie? Or Alfred? Is Bruce okay? Is he injured, or dead, would they tell him?? Have they been happy when they called? They sounded a little tired maybe they were just dealing with a complicated case or something, they are fine, no one is dead..." He is pacing back and forth, and he remembers how much he hates living alone sometimes. And how much he wants to see Bruce, cause he tends to look more tired when one of them argues with him and leaves the manor for long periods of time. And he's worried bc he hasn't seen him on patrol either.... And did Alfred mention an incident??? Is Bruce okay?? Is he alive? Is his dad alive?? He feels like he can't breathe... he bolted out the safe house, drove like a madman to the manor it's like 4 am everyone is sleeping, and he runs up the stairs to Bruce's room but he is not there, and he can't breathe, "where the fuck are you?!" He mutters and checks the dining room, the kitchen, the living rooms, and he notices a little light coming from the library... HIS library, he pushed the door open slowly, breathing for the first time in what feels like forever bc there's his dad staring at the fire holding HIS favorite book

"...Dad?.." Jason says weakly

Bruce is startled by his sudden appearance, but one look over Jason and he rushes towards him.

"Jayson? Are you okay? Are you injured? What hurts, son? " And he is checking him for injuries and Jayson just starts crying out of relief bc his dad is alive.

"Da-ad, you are okay? " Between sobs

"What? Of course I'm okay? Why wouldn't I be?" Bruce frowns

"Alfred said there was an incident?"

"Oh, that was Dick, he fell into a garbage can and got mildly concussed" Bruce said tiredly.

"Oh..." Jason sniffled, he hugs Bruce tightly. "I..I thought that you got injured " he muffles onto Bruce's shoulder

"Oh chum, I'm not injured I promise"

"I heard your knees popped, old man!" Tightening his grip "are you sure?!"

"It's a natural occurrence, Jaylad, it comes with age" he chuckles " I'm surprised it's the only thing popping, given my life style"

It's supposed to bring comfort but Jason just looks at Bruce and starts bawling his eyes out again. And Bruce is panicking bc he doesn't know why what he said cause such a reaction, from Jason no less, "chum it's okay! I'm healthy as always-" they move to the couch, Jason refusing to let go of him, "Jason, son, I'm not going to disappear or drop dead tomorrow I promise! I'm still plenty young! I'm only 45!" He reassures Jason, and it works somewhat. He tries to put him to bed but Jason just pouts all teary eyes, and Bruce tucks him in his bed, and goes to lay down, Jason doesn't even let him get comfortable when he latches on to Bruce, B just sighs and kisses his forehead and goes to sleep.

Later that day, when they wake up, Jason is still clingy and follows him everywhere like a baby chick, Alfred is getting flashbacks from when Jason was 13, and everyone else is confused.

"Oooh, just never grow up"

[gymbunnycandiehart]

🌙✨ “A Sleepover to Remember” ✨🌙

The fireworks are long done, the firecrackers and sparklers put away for next year. But inside Candie’s cozy living room, the glow is softer now — twinkling fairy lights, a few half-melted candles, and the comforting hum of summer bugs outside the window.

Candie and Taylor are curled up on the couch exactly like they’ve always done — legs tangled under soft blankets, oversized mugs of tea cooling on the coffee table. Candie’s wearing his favorite fleece shorts and a loose cardigan, hair pulled back with a ribbon that still has a hint of red, white, and blue. Taylor’s got her snack bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, pausing just long enough to grin at Candie’s dreamy face.

“So…” Taylor pokes him with her foot, giggling. “Is it official-official yet? You and Ethan?”

Candie rolls his eyes but his blush gives him away. He picks at the soft throw on his lap, then lifts his head and grins like he just can’t help it.

“I don’t know… I mean, tonight was so perfect. He made me feel so… I don’t know… girly, but still me. I don't feel like a boy around him. I don't feel like I'm in a disguise. I dont know that I feel like a girl either. I just feel me. And maybe I'm more girl than I give myself credit. I don't know, Tay, we just fit. And maybe that's all that matters.”

Taylor clinks her spoon against Candie's glass and raises an eyebrow. “The fireworks…? That was a pretty tight fit!"

Candie melts deeper into the cushions, hugging a pillow to his chest. “Oh, don’t even get me started. He held my hand the whole time. And when the finale went off… he kissed me. Like, kissed me. Soft but sure. Right there, with all those colors popping above us. If I ever really did feel like I'm ALL girl, this was it!”

Taylor squeals and tosses a pillow at him. “Ugh, Candie! I knew it. Look at you, all glowy and giddy and girly to match. You're totally girl.”

They both dissolve into giggles, Candie burying his face in his pillow as Taylor teases, “Are we gonna have to plan a wedding next or what?”

Candie peeks over the pillow, eyes sparkling. “Let’s just keep it to picnics and late-night cuddles for now, please.”

Outside, a stray sparkler crackles somewhere down the street — a final pop of July celebration. Inside, Candie leans over and paints Taylor’s nails to match his own, laughing about all the old times and dreaming up all the new ones.

This is Candieland: sweet giggles, heart confessions, bare feet, and best friends who remind you exactly who you are — and just how much you deserve to be loved, fireworks or not--boy or girl--or a mix of it all. Imagine, dream, wish. It's as wide as you can think. 💕✨

💞—CandieHart

[frankierotwinkdeath]

Y’all want Taylor Swift to be gay so bad but you won’t even write femslash about her

[homosexualslug]

so I do think travis was just pretending to be possessed by the ghost of jackie to distract shauna. but in a way that's even funnier because that means he just made an educated guess about the slumber party make-outs and possibly still struck gold anyways.

[beanghostprincess]

Tsukkiyama is not only "I hate everyone but you" but also "everything surrounding me is pushing me down and making me try try try try again and again but with you I can finally rest and do nothing and you've been there for so long that normality and domesticity would shatter completely if you weren't there"

For my Tadashi @meiko-komoko <33

[itspileofgoodthings]

tags continued from prev post.

[random-weirdo]

Hello people,

I went to the Taylor Swift Era’s Tour Movie with a very good friend today, as a surprise for him, and while we were watching the reputation era, I couldn’t help but notice how stunning Taylor’s outfit was for it. Especially with the red snakes all around the body suit.

So, I am proposing an idea to the artists that see this.

I present to you: Crowley wearing the Reputation Era Outfit.

Thank you for coming to my TED talk, I do hope that the lovely artists of Tumblr who scroll upon this post think this is a good idea.

(And if it’s been done before somebody please tell me where I can find it it’s the only thing I’ve been able to think about.)

[icantalk710]

🤔

[pardonmydelays]

Did Lin say anything about Palestine? I couldn't find it and you know about everything he does

either he didn't (which is just as disappointing) or i missed it (because i definitely don't know everything). i think the first one. which makes me sad.

but it's not only about palestine when it comes to taylor, it's also about swifties sending death threats to joe alwyn only knowing one side of the story & basically treating him like a trash (one of the reasons i don't want to be part of this fandom, it's just embarrassing at this point), it's about her new relationship that feels so fucking fake (are you trying to tell me that this was a real conversation? sorry but i don't buy it), it's about so many things... that i don't even want to discuss at the moment. she's not the person she used to be & i'm sick of all of this.

[littlespoonevan]

tragic: the song i've been obsessing over for two days straight is actually best represented by buck and abby's relationship and i will never be able to convince someone to have an in depth discussion about it with me and/or make a gifset of it 💔

[piedoesnotequalpi]

Modern AU Katherine's style icon as a kid would be Taylor from High School Musical

[please-picturemeintheweeds]

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[thegreatimpersonator]

having a lot of messages used to be fun lol