#quite frankly i don’t care who taylor is dating! it’s none of my business!

[notebookmusical]

what the fuck.

[isthisthingeven0n]

face to face, at last : d.d

brief summary: ever since you turned sixteen, you’ve had the ability to know when someone will meet their soulmate. it’s a blessing and a curse, as you’ll never know which one might be yours. 

word count: 2k requested: yes by the sweetest anon. i loved the concept and i hope you like the outcome! warnings: none that i’m aware of, just floof 

* masterlistin’ / masterlistin’ 2.0

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“Okay, how about me?” Another friend eagerly walks up to you with bright eyes as she clutches the cash in her hands. 

You hide your sigh before holding your hand out, accepting her payment. 

Everyone watches closely as you look at her closely before shutting your eyes. “Four months. You’ll meet them on July 2nd.” You tell her, watching as she excitedly walks away with the anticipation of finally meeting them, of meeting her soulmate. 

“So, that’s at least fifty bucks today alone my friend.” Your friend walks alongside you, doing the calculations in her phone as you look around, noticing everyone’s dates in their minds that remains hidden away to all except you. “Man, if I had your ability I’d of raked in the cash a long time ago.” She chuckles before nudging your arm, snapping you from your thoughts. “Good job I’m here, Y/n.” 

You nod in response as you keep your head down before exiting the campus and heading back home. “It’s not a great gift, Elsie.” You tell her as you unlock the front door and pull out your phone. “My phone is inundated with messages about other peoples soulmates.” You sigh, but Elsie doesn’t quite seem to get the point.

“What’s the issue with that? Just think how much money you’ll make from it!” She encourages, but you shake your head as she follows you into the living room. “People get to know when they’ll meet their soulmate, you make twenty bucks per person. And ten for close friends.” She comments as you roll your eyes. 

“But I’ll never know about mine, Els.” Your statement hangs in the air as the realisation hits her. 

“Oh,” She mutters before sitting down beside you, letting the words truly sink in. “I, I’m sorry Y/n.”

“No need, Els.” You say with a small smile. “Sometimes it just hurts that I know when everyone will meet their soulmate, but I’ll never know about my own.” You admit, even know it’s still difficult to come to terms with. “After five years of knowing I thought this would get easier.” 

“It will, Y/n.” Elsie tries to remain positive as you shrug your shoulders before rising to your feet.

“I’m going to take a nap.” You speak through a yawn as she waves you off, returning her attention to her phone. 

As you collapse down onto your bed, you reach for your phone. 

Scrolling through the endless requests you pause, seeing a missed FaceTime call from the one person you’ve missed talking to. 

Postponing your nap, you try to call and wait for the endless ringing to come to a halt, and luckily it does. “Hey, you in class earlier?” He asks through the phone as you force yourself to sit upright.

“Yeah, and a lot more people asked about their soulmates obviously.” You scoff as he chuckles to you. 

“That’s still a trend, huh?” He questions as you nod to yourself. “Y/n, I can’t see you nod but I’m assuming you just did.” 

“You’d be correct, Dave.” You chuckle. “So, what’re you up to this evening?” You rise to your feet, wandering over to your laptop before starting it up and curling up into your chair. 

David glances over at his clock, seeing Natalie sat editing with Jason. “Just some more editing really. Nothing exciting.” He tells you half-heartedly. “We could always FaceTime though?” He tries to hide his excitement about the idea, unaware of how eager you are to see him once more.

“Yeah, I think I can squeeze you into my busy schedule of sleeping and avoiding assignments.” You tease as the familiar butterflies start to flutter in your stomach. 

“Okay, well I’ll catch up with you later, don’t work too hard.” He jokes, unable to hide his smile from his friends. 

Elsie wanders up the stairs, noticing you looking down at your phone, struggling to wipe the smile from your face as you stare at the blank screen. 

“I still find it weird you guys have never met,” She inputs as she leans against your doorframe, snapping you from your thoughts.

Uncrossing your legs from your chair, you swivel to face her. “It’s not weird,” You mutter. “he’s just in another state and the money I’m making is going straight to my savings.” You explain something she’s heard countless times.

“And you don’t want to fly out to LA only to meet him and discover he’s got a soulmate ready and waiting.” She finishes for you as your smile falls. “Why can’t you just see it when you guys FaceTime?” She questions.

“I don’t know,” You say truthfully. “something in my head blocks it off. I have to meet the person in person.” You explain, somehow still getting to grips with the technicalities of this ‘gift.’ 

“Do you want to meet him?” She takes a step into your room, testing the waters as you focus on the dark screen of your phone, watching it light up with another soulmate request. 

“Of course,” You admit with a heavy sigh. “I just don’t want to disappoint myself by thinking of something that isn’t possible.” 

“Well, you won’t know until you try, Y/n.” She nudges your arm lightly as you look up to see her trying her best. “I’m going to order Chipotle, want some?” 

A small scoff leaves your lips. “Like you have to ask, Els.” 

*

Over the last few weeks, you came to the decision, it wasn’t easy to make and frankly, you were terrified. “So you’re really going to see him?” Elsie sits beside you in the living room as the flight confirmation remains on your laptop screen. 

“Yeah,” You breathe out. “I used most of the money saved from the soulmate checks.” 

Elsie squeezes your hand and rests her head on your shoulder. “I’m sure it’ll be worth it, Y/n.” She states, feeling you nod softly as you shut your eyes. 

“I hope so too.” You admit through nerves as you have less than a week to go until you’ll finally meet your close friend in person. “I’m just wondering if he’s excited or unphased.” A small laugh leaves your lips as you envision him filming with the likes of Madison Beer or David Blaine, and then there’s you. 

Yet, across the country David was sat in his room, trying his best to calm down. “Dave, you gotta relax.” Natalie jokes as she walks in, seeing David lying on his back with his head hanging off his bed. “You’ve known each other for like a year now.” 

David groans before sitting upright, feeling the blood rush as he turns to face Natalie. “It’s not that,” He admits. “I really care about her, but what if she’s not the one? Like, I’ll still care about her, but I’m falling hard.” 

Natalie sighs before sitting beside her best friend. “You won’t know until you meet her I guess.” Natalie pats his thigh. “And who knows, maybe you’ll meet and she isn’t the one, but you’ll have a great friendship and story.” She shrugs her shoulder, seeing David remain unconvinced. 

“Thanks, Nat.” David mutters as he looks over to his phone, counting down the days until you arrive. 

*

Wandering through the airport, you wheel your suitcase alongside you. You’re still wearing your headphones, having music blasting into your eardrums to ease the gnawing sensation you can’t shake. 

“Okay,” You mutter to yourself as you make it to arrivals, knowing he’d be there somewhere waiting for you.

As your eyes search for him, all you can see are numbers and dates for other people. You can see some will wait for years, and others are blank as they embrace a loved one. Despite it being somewhat of a gift, you shut your eyes as the sense of being overwhelmed returns. 

“Y/n?” You hear your voice being quietly spoken in front of you, and you open your eyes to see brown ones looking right back at you. 

Opening your mouth to say something, you’re startled. He’s here, in front of you. His hands are resting on your arms as his smile widens. “Hi.” You manage to squeak the word out before he laughs, enveloping you into a tight hug.

Dropping your bags to the floor, you wrap your arms around him, not wanting to let go.

“I can’t believe we’re finally meeting in person.” He mutters into your hair as you let out a sigh of content before pulling away. “Like, it’s been a long time coming but you’re here!” He motions to you as you twirl around, he can’t help but think how much prettier you are in person. 

“That I am, Dave.” You joke before he helps you pick up your bags. “I was expecting a cute ass sign and everything.” You tease, watching as he rolls his eyes before motioning to Natalie and Taylor standing with a brightly coloured sign. 

‘surprise, bitch!’ It reads and you laugh at the state of it, having clearly been battered along the way. 

“Yeah we had a few issues, it kinda got run over on the way.” David comments, scratching the back of his neck as you smile before greeting some of the friends you’ve heard plenty about.

“I love it,” You tell him geuinely as your bright smile forms on your lips, causing David’s heart to swoon. “so, where to?” 

“Ooh how about that cafe down the road? They do the best matcha lattes.” Taylor suggests as you follow behind her and Natalie, David remaining by your side as he struggles to keep his eyes off of you.

“Dave, stop staring at me.” You speak up, catching his gaze as a pink tint crosses his cheeks. 

“I’m not staring,” He comments as his hand reaches down for yours, and waits for you to pull away, but you don’t. “I’m simply admiring as I’ve waited for this moment for months.” He chuckles, squeezing your hand lightly as your fingers intertwine. 

As you sit in the car beside David, he props his camera up. “So as you guys know, this is Y/n.” You wave happily to the camera, still shocked that this isn’t just a dream. “And, she has a special gift.” His voice trails off as he turns to face you, knowing he’s waited for this exact moment to know the truth. 

“You can tell when someone is going to meet their soulmate for the first time, right?” Natalie questions and you nod, swallowing the lump in your throat.

“Yeah, I can see when they’ll meet them in person. What date it’ll be and sometimes a time. If it’s blank, they’ve already met.” You explain what you do understand about this and both Natalie and Taylor raise eyebrows. 

“Could you do me?” Taylor asks, smiling shyly as you nod.

David watches as you turn around, focusing on Taylor closely before you close your eyes. Within seconds, he watches as you open them. “Thursday, 2:45pm.” You tell her and her jaw drops. “And yours is blank, Nat.” You tell her, and she rolls her eyes.

“Of course it is.” She huffs. 

“Wonder if it’s Todd after all, hey, Nat?” David jokes, receiving a playful punch from Natalie. “Okay, how about me?” David focuses on you, seeing worry spread throughout your expression. 

“Sure,” You force the word out as you shuffle and face him. 

Holding his breath, David watches as you close your eyes. He notices you scrunching your face up, before a small smile lines your lips. 

“Looks like you already met them.” You tell him. “At 1:13pm, today.” You reel off the information that was displayed to you and pause. 

“Holy shit.” Natalie comments before covering her mouth, allowing the realisation to hit you both. 

“Well,” David chuckles as you remain quiet, letting it all sink in. “hi soulmate, ‘bout time we met in person.” He leans in, resting his hand on your cheek. “Is this okay?” He whispers into your lips.

“More than okay.” You whisper before kissing him back, relieved you finally made the choice to come and visit after all. 

[thisselflovecamebacktome]

This is definitely the most unpopular opinion I have in regards to the Taylor Swift fandom and the opinion that is most likely to get me “chucked out” of the fandom, but the general topic has been hitting me harder than it should the last few days so here it is.

Taylor getting one million pure sales in the first week of any album is ultimately meaningless because a good number of those CDs are from fans who brought multiple copies purely to get Taylor to that one million number and hence are sitting and collecting dust for most of if not all of their lives. Please note that this does not relate to people who buy multiple copies to give to friends/family/as part of giveaways because those albums will probably be used. I personally cannot do that both financially and because everyone I know buys the CD first week anyway, but this post is not talking about you. That’s not to say you can’t/shouldn’t buy those albums, but like anything, sales isn’t necessarily a good representation of how much people enjoy something, especially when the statistics are being skewed like this. Like I don’t know, my personal opinion is I’d rather sell 500,000 CDs and know every copy was listened to with most being listened to constantly than over a million where a lot of them weren’t even opened. But that’s an each to their own situation.

Additionally though, bragging you brought several copies you never plan to touch again is a weird flex, especially when it’s used in a way of being a dick to poorer fans and trying to say that you are a “better” fan. I mean to me it’d be like me buying ten copies of the same law textbook and being like “well I’m a really big fan of Sackville so I need these ten copies, nine of which I will never touch again and clearly I am the best law student for it!”. It’s just weird to me and quite frankly there’s better things to spend your money on than items you’re not actually going to use/enjoy.

On top of this, you all need to understand that people saying that they can/are only buying one CD (if that) is not a challenge for you to convince them to buy more. For example (and the reason I am making this post), a few weeks ago, I made a post stating that while I will stream Lover on spotify on release date, given the price of the deluxe packages and the fact that I only want to buy one copy along with my financial position at the moment and the fact I want to move out of home in the next 18 - 20 months and need to set myself up for that, I would be waiting until I could acquire a deluxe copy of Lover + shipping for $40AUD or less or at very least, waiting until I paid back the money I owe my mother (so mid to late October). In response, I’ve received the following over replies, messages and/or anons:

“Couldn’t you buy a digital copy now and deluxe later?”

“Well it’s ONLY $52.5 - $60! That’s nothing to give back to Taylor!”

“Have you tried [insert more expensive store here]?”

“Your mother won’t care, buy the CD and pay her back later” (This is true but 1. it’s not the point and 2. I CARE. My mother deserves more respect than that)

Firstly I’d like to make the point that while I love Taylor and her music, I am not “giving back” to a person who is worth more than I probably will ever earn. Me buying her music is not a gift. It is a business exchange. As such, I am not entitled for her to make music I like or do what I want but by the same token, she is not entitled to my purchase purely on the basis that she has done charitable things in the past, especially when I have other vital things I need to buy first. Secondly, saying it’s ONLY a certain amount shows you have no consideration that people are not in the same financial boat as you. Like imagine you went to a festival with $20 in your wallet and no bank card. It does not matter how many times someone says “It only costs $25″, you do not have that money and hence will not be able to spend $25. Same thing goes here.

And really that’s the take away message I’m trying to say here. While I personally don’t find meaning in getting Taylor to reach a million pure sales in the first week, it’s your own prerogative to if you want. But please be considerate and believe/not try and challenge people when they say they are not making that choice because chances are they aren’t making that choice for a good reason, and really even if they aren’t, that’s none of your business. And for the love of god, while I don’t think it’s going to be the case for Lover, when we do reach the day where Taylor doesn’t reach one million pure sales in the first week for an album, please do not turn it into a “Well I did my part to get her there because I brought multiple copies!” argument because ultimately it just makes you sound like an asshole.