#everyone say thanks taylor!

[enchantedevermore]

taylor do u know cruel summer live is the only thing keeping me going rn yes or no

[emmafallsinlove]

Give me back my girlhood, it was mine first.

[hanfocus]

HAN ✶ 5-STAR DOME TOUR (231028)

[cellphonehippie]

i don’t like that falling feels like flying ‘til the bone crush (but i don’t like a goldrush)

[wolfchans]

BANG CHAN ♡ 5-STAR DOME TOUR (231028)

[sharpbutsoft]

Buck, mid-laugh, had glanced up, and Taylor had been standing at the top of the stairs. Pajamas on, her sleep mask pushed up onto her forehead, hair mussed, and Buck had forgotten how late it was, he had been sure Taylor was coming to yell at them to be quiet, but she hadn’t. She’d just kind of... looked at them from up there, barely making eye contact with Buck, her gaze glancing over the scene like it was a tableau. Like it was a painting, Two People Laughing, something removed from her and untouchable.

- That Old Familiar Beat by @clytemnestraaa

[masonjarsmoments]

@fritzes see the boy is alright 🩷

[galecstatic]

idk about you but the love making in paris was definitely one of the most beautiful scenes i have ever seen in queer media.

it was delicate and intimate. the emotions conveyed during the scene were natural and the way henry gives his consent to alex totally took my breathe away.

kudos to nick and taylor for delivering it in the most brilliant way.

[cometblaster2070]

i find it unreasonably funny when people hc raven listening to like sad emo rock or smth like that (honestly tbh it's so valid), when raven canonically is a swiftie.

and what's even better is the fact that dexter is also a swiftie and i think they both canonically sing a bit of enchanted together.

[asciuto]

all that you ever wanted from me was sweet nothin' 🐝

[agreyrose]

Taylor Swift really wrote “I Can See You” for the “We Shouldn’t Be Doing This” trope girlies

[the-chelseahotel]

[itspileofgoodthings]

something so fascinating to me about the way that Taylor’s enormous powers of endurance she holds in reserve interact with her petty streak.

[dressedlikeadaydream13]

The way I would kill to see killatrav’s group chat with his circle about the fucking speech Butker made. Like mr. “kneeled during the national anthem” and “became the face of vax commercials” would’ve been pissed and annoyed anyway but bringing Taylor into it? using her lyrics to say that being a “homemaker” should be every woman’s top priority and only referring to her as “my teammate’s girlfriend?”

Andy Reid is somewhere fucking exhausted

[pardonmydelays]

hey!! what happened? were people hating on you bc you supported Joe? that's so wrong, I'm so sorry that happened to you :// istg this fandom really annoys me at times.. especially since they're defending her even though Joe spoke up about palestine (it's not like travis is The Great Boyfriend/Person they all think he is😭)

hi! 🤍

so here's what happened: i reblogged some posts about joe supporting palestine, then all of a sudden a lot of my mutuals unfollowed me (so i'm guessing that was the reason). apparently when you're a swiftie you are obligated to hate joe, there's no other way. i got mad, i took a little break from tumblr (mostly because everybody on my dash either hates joe & calls him joebless or talks about travis being the most incredible man ever), but i am back, i unfollowed 100+ people because i don't want to see travis on my dash, i don't want to discuss taylor's personal life 24/7, i don't want to keep shitting on joe knowing only one side of the story & i want to criticize taylor when she deserves to be criticized. i swear to god, this is the most toxic fandom i've ever been in. just like you, i don't agree with travis being the most excellent boyfriend ever & i'm tired of seeing his face on my dash. i'm staying away from the fandom at the moment because none of this is exciting anymore & i guess i cannot call myself a real swiftie because i mostly care about the music & not her new perfect relationship that's very personal & not at all public.

[spagheddiediaz]

one look, dark room. meant just for you.

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I ACTUALLY POSTED MY FIRST AO3 FIC AHH!!

this is part one of the you are in love series that all started bc of this post. ok pls enjoy!!

It wasn’t the worst call they’ve ever been on. In fact, the minute they got out of the truck, Buck and Eddie had turned their heads to each other, giving the other a knowing nod that this one wasn’t even going to make it onto the Buck-And-Eddie Top 5 Worst Calls Ever list. There was no fire, no gas spills, and according to Captain Mehta, whose team had gotten to the scene just 4 minutes and 23 seconds earlier, no fatalities or life threatening injuries. But that didn’t mean it wasn’t messy. It was an 12 car pile up on the 405, right by where the exit ramp is to get to Eddie’s house from Carla’s and -  Buck freezes up, the color draining from his face as he scans all the cars in front of him, his eyes scanning for a blue Nissan Pathfinder.  “Buck.” Eddie said gently, recognizing the look of panic on his partner's face. “It’s 1 in the morning. He sent us a goodnight text in the group chat like - four hours ago, remember?” Buck reaches into the pocket of his turnout pants, remembering back to a few hours ago when they were in between races of a very heated game of Mario Kart in the loft. Both their phones pinged at the same time at 9pm on the dot, and they had both laughed and shook their heads as they read the sweet Goodnight, Dad! Goodnight, Buck! text that was followed by a firetruck emoji and a red heart. “Seriously?” Eddie had asked, knowing that Christopher was going to be staying up playing video games for at least another hour and a half, if not more. Buck, who was already two steps ahead of Eddie, had already hit the menu button on the switch controller and scrolled over to the “friends” app. “I can literally see him online right now. He’s playing Super Mario Broth- wait a minute, we were working on that level together!!” The betrayal was prominent on Buck’s face, causing Eddie to laugh. Traitor. Buck had sent back to Christopher in the group chat, followed by a picture of the TV screen showing he was online playing. If Buck had anything, it was receipts.

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