#swap swift

[swaprandaljade]

[germultiple]

my take on the wifeys (and the malewife)

[seventeenthya]

«devil» you call me

but seem to be enjoying

the fruits of my labour that came to me too young

when he stole my virtue

I'm glad it seems to serve you

that I was born a daughter and not a son

for if I’m going down

I guess I’ll take you with me

screaming birds sound an awful lot like singing

and I will tell you now

that I’m not even singing

there’s no escape for some

what if we were two tragically fucked up lesbian vampires in 1940s paris and kissed

and what if 70 years later we were too far gone to bring back to life and definitely needing a divorce

and what if there was love somewhere in us all along

[fandomnerd9602]

Lady DP traveling through different realities to reclaim a Y/N after hers died pls

Lady Deadpool pops up and hugs Y/N tightly…

Lady DP: baby! Tell me you love me! Tell me you’ll never leave me!!!

Y/N: T-Taylor Swift?!

Lady DP: sorry I’m Lady Deadpool. But I appreciate the compliment. So will you be all mine, baby?

Y/N: yeah okay

Lady DP: sweet! I promise you a love story that won’t end in a cruel summer. Wink!

Y/N: did you just say wink?

Lady DP: I can’t wink in this mask

[fuck-sewingmachines]

Put the surprise songs you've seen live in the tags ! I wanna know!

[daily-oliver-swift]

Okay so idea...

Oliver... And... Opposite Oliver meet... From different universes...

Please...

I think it'd be funny...

Just two gnarly boys looking at each other

Day 32 of drawing Oliver Swift everyday until I get on HRT

[kaidanalenkosprmanager]

Sophie Shepard & Dominik Shepard (ME2)

Ft. Cmdr. Kaidan Alenko & Zaeed Massani MIRA'S MORE CANON ME2 "We both did the best we could do underneath the same moon- in different galaxies..." AKA: The aftermath of Lair of the Shadow Broker. Recruiting the Not-Dossier: Apollo. Mass Effect 2: Legendary Edition (2021) + Bonus :)

[imbones]

Since everyone Loved swap Randy or RAD-ny here is Swap oliver. I'm probably going to make an ask blog to go with them and build their personalities. Oliver or better called Oli is a ball of anxiety and is often found hanging with Rad-ny hiding behind his outgoing and radical friend. Oli wears a white button up and faded red sweater rather than a flannel.

[grahamdefamily]

I’m on my vigilante shit again.

— Pluto (Black Cat Felix) + Taylor Swift 💜🐈‍⬛

Damn. This woman certainly has a lot of songs about murder.

Vigilante Shit

Look What You Made Me Do

Don’t Blame Me

no body, no crime

[16sydd16]

My day 6 submission for Cadina week!! It's still technically day 6 in my timezone, so I made it just in time.

It's also only 5 pages, so it's a quick read, unlike all the other monsters I've posted this week. Hope you like it!!

[swaprandaljade]

PAST MY PRIME TIME

The guys! Nothing conspicuous here! -☎️

[edge-oftheworld]

why is she looks so perfect playing at uni

[henrysglock]

I turn on the TV. I see the US honoring Israel on the news. I shut off the TV.

[fandomnerd9602]

Petra Parker walks into the garage to find Y/N sitting behind the wheel of the car crying…

Petra: baby what’s-?!

She opens the door and freezes…

Petra: are you listening to Taylor Swift and crying?

Y/N: I bit a pepper, a really hot pepper

Petra: uh huh

Y/N: it’s just like dammit dude! Give Taylor back her favorite red scarf!

Y/N breaks down crying in Petra’s arms…

Petra: (thinks) aww my beau has a heart

For @supercorpdanbeau

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

we need more vivi hurt/comfort in this fandom. #25 prompt (“I’m going to ask you how you are and I would like you to answer me honestly.”) from Artie to Vi if you're up for it? 💛🩵

(hurt/comfort dialogue prompts)

(oof god i'm rusty with these characters. let's get into it)

"I'm fine," she says, for what feels like the millionth time.

"Bullshit," is Arthur's response. "I'm down an arm, Vi, not my fucking eyes. And ho- honestly, I wouldn't- wouldn't even need th-those to tell right now." A hand lands on her shoulder, pushing her down further into the chair for emphasis. "One more try. I'm gonna ask you how you are, and it'd be nice if you c-could answer me honestly."

She shoves him off and stands up, already stalking away, ignoring the shooting pain all up through her side when she does. "God, fuck you. Fuck off. This is so stupid. I don't need,"

And then her vision whites out.

---

She blinks herself fuzzily awake into a world much softer than the one she was just in. She's in bed, she registers, or at least a pile of blankets. The pain is gone, but it also feels like everything else isn't quite online, either. There's a vague clicking noise from somewhere to her right.

"...you hovering all the time," she finishes her thought, although it comes out too mumbly to really deliver.

"j'you say sa- s-something?" The clicking noise stops, and an Arthur appears in her field of view. He looks worried. So, like normal.

"Yeah, uh, what? Why am I in bed?"

Now he just looks exasperated, throwing his hand up in annoyance, which is an improvement at least. "You passed out, stupid! And th-th-then when I freak out, out about it you're all like oh no never mind it's whatever fr- from the fucking floor. 'Why am I in bed.' Dumbass."

She only vaguely remembers that, not that she's going to admit it. Well, okay, question answered. She tries to get up, and Arthur immediately shoves her back into the pillow.

"Hey," she protests.

He makes his usual staccato ch-ch-ch disapproval noise, which she usually thinks is cute when it isn't directed at her. "Nope. I j-just got done bandaging you up, you are not getting up. You, you are st-staying right here."

She tries to wrestle him off, but he's annoyingly persistent and her angle's all off. "Okay, I'm patched up! So it's fine! Let me out!"

Whup, and her hand is flat against the bed, and Arthur's hanging out of his chair to get his arm over her chest and pin her down. "No."

Probably she could flip him. Maybe. He'd hit the wall behind her but not, like, hard. She thinks about it. It's really hard to lift even the non-pinned arm. Maybe she couldn't.

"Stop being stupid," she tells him instead, sounding normal and not at all desperate. "This is nothing."

"It is- v-very much- not nothing."

"This can't be enough to stop me. It isn't! I'm better than this!"

"Get up, th-then!" he challenges.

"I'm not a fucking tranq'd animal!"

He yells wordlessly at her, she shouts back, until they're both panting.

She shoves him again, no real force behind it this time. This is such a waste of fucking time, when he damn well knows they never have enough of it. "I need to get up. You need me out there, you know that."

"Go to hell."

Now tears are welling in her eyes. She's screaming at herself, internally, but for some stupid reason it's not translating into more strength. "We're wasting time, here. I'm ready to go, I can move, I can work. Let me up."

He flops over, into a less aggressive pin, but not actually a less effective one. Their faces are almost touching, which was maybe the idea. "One more try," he says, again.

His damn stubbornness is another thing that she likes more when it isn't being used on her. This is not a fight she is going to win.

"If I fall asleep," she says reluctantly, "and you're not there when I wake up, I'm going to fucking kill you."

That gets a laugh out of him. "M'not going anywhere, Vi."