#taylor are you okay

[cametotheshowinsd]

evermore | taylor swift

// 2020. 12. 11.

[repmet]

@rwrbsource & @rwrbmovie’s rwrb appreciation month bingo: underrated moment

Alex getting recognised in public

[firstprinced]

sometimes, you just gotta jump and hope you're not standing on a cliff

#he really said it's probably a cliff but i'll survive and climb back up with henry

[evermoredeluxe]

“Guys, we gotta play august now” seems like the band forgot the new setlist order for a minute there and Taylor had to verbally remind them 🤪

- The Eras Tour in Paris (N4) on May 12, 2024 (x)

[madisoncounty]

cause it was never mine AUGUST The Eras Tour — Los Angeles, California

[super-nova5045]

sylvia plath, todd anderson and virginia woolf (aka ACTUAL tortured poets) watching taylor “im breaking up with my boyfriend for his intense depression and blaming it on him, im dating a racist who enjoys watching woc being brutalized and harasses young woc artists, i sent my fans out on a hate train to attack a young woc actress for a line she had to say as part of her job to show how mentally ill her character was, im dating a maga supporter, i refuse to say anything about a current genocide despite being the most influential person in the world right now, i am a billionaire, i fly 13 minute flights and have the highest carbon emission of any celebrity, i am a known white feminist who only speaks about issues when it affects me and has constantly let my fans get away with extreme racism and even encouraged it by associating myself with known racists” swift call herself a tortured poet (her writing sounds like a bunch of thesaurus words slapped over gabba hanna and rupi kaur-esque poetry that was created purely as a trinket for an edgy pinterest board)

[agirlwiththoughtsandnegativity]

oh sorry you’re right I forgot that an album specifically had to cater to everything you like and nothing can be different and it all has to be up to your crazy standards which you change everyday. and she better not put her real feelings on it because you don’t like what she feels. it can’t possibly be good because it’s not the one you imagined in your head so it objectively has to be horrible! And the rest of us can’t like it either we’re delusional!

[chimivx]

“…back and forth, from new york, sneakin’ in your bed…”

Warm breath fanned over your neck, a soft sigh tumbling from his lips between the sounds of the traffic thirteen stories down on the street. One arm beneath your head, his hand tangled in your hair, the other was slung around your waist, keeping you tucked in close to him, curving together in a perfect harmony. A gentle breeze poured in through the window only open a few inches, as far as it’d go, letting in the first glimpses of daylight, warming your bare bodies with the heavy summer air.

Mere hours ago you were nothing but a mess of tangled limbs and panting breaths, neither one of you getting close enough to satisfy the hunger that ravished in you whenever the other was near. Fingertips pressed hard enough to leave bruises, teeth left indents in the soft skin on either of your bodies. A centimeter of space was all that was allowed between you, and no hand was allowed to drop. In the dimly lit quiet, serenaded by the sirens and horns of the city that never sleeps, you took your time. Savoring every slow burning, sweaty, blurry second.

He’d be leaving you in a few hours. He was to get on a plane, another one that would take him far from you, physically. Never emotionally. With how he moved closer to you, though it seemed near impossible, and nuzzled his nose into your hair, you knew he was yours. Every curve of his body, now littered with traces of you, was yours. The curls that popped up along his hairline the second the heat between you turned up too high, the ones you toyed with now, wrapping your pinkie finger within the ringlet, they were yours.

His heart shaped smile, the one he hit you with the moment he saw you, it wouldn’t fade, not until you slipped his shirt over his head. That was yours too.

Though most days it was hard, the time apart, the weeks between moments like this one, one thing was for sure… This was golden.

[chappellrroan]

internet has really fried people's brain so much that they can't even normally dislike something. fucking hell how are you going to advocate for everyone's right to live when you want someone dead for listening to a different artist

[yayi-fuji]

“Rae, why does this coin look so unique compared to the other yen?”

“Oh! See how this one has a face instead of the number of value on it? It’s because this is American currency, this here is a quarter, worth 25 cents. They have George Washington’s portrait in them.”

“That- That’s George Washington!? The first president of the United States!?”

“Uh… yah? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing! I simply, uhm… envisioned him rather differently than… this.”

Based on Even in the Next One !!! This isn’t an actual scene inside the chapters, but it’s just so easy to imagine them with how lively they feel. Please go give it a read if you haven’t yet <3

To @jobrrr : AUUGHH I’M IN LOVE WITH YOUR FIC!!! It has been a few months since I last became this invested in one :’D It just feels SO real and there are so many thoughts in my head as a result; hopefully I overcome my shyness and drop a comment proper sometime soon. Thank you for your service.

ALSO @melpymoo ! HUGE thank you for reading this alongside me omfg this is crazy, never before has a hyperfix been revived this violently 😭 Ty for granting me the space to be totally normal about these 2, looking forward to the rest of your reactions ^^

[nataliesscatorccio]

That's not what you're hungry for.

[alien-bluez]

errrrmmm cheesed to meet you?

[ithinkdogshouldvote]

Rouge-like tendencies, courtesy of grandpa

[wouldntbehim]

mix: firstprince (taylor's version)

[lover-of-mine]

I choose you and me religiously...

[bubbarnes]

"... i may not know what i'm doing, but i always look good doing it".