#tswif

[folklouire]

I had a feeling so peculiar that this pain would be for evermore.

[catasthrophicblues]

Taylor Swift on the Golden Globes Red Carpet

[starlightswiftt]

And by the way, I’m going out tonight ✨✨

[swiftpolls]

i asked something similar before but—

[lt-sarai]

Hating both the Chiefs and tswif on this Superb Owl Sunday is a difficult thing when you live in Missouri.

[acipaer-at-scribare]

i gave my blood ,   sweat and tears for this .

[the-overbear]

she. is. STRAIGHT!!! *my telekinesis throws everything around the room*

[cricketnationrise]

Oooh I'd LOVE a ficlet!! Have been loving your fics <3

[Congrats on the followers, bud! Same name on AO3]

a time stamp - 5:25

a location - coffee shop

a character - Alex or Henry

a song title/lyric for vibes - enchanted by tswif: The playful conversation starts Counter all your quick remarks

HELLO AND THANK YOU FOR THIS PROMPT 💜 I freaking love this song and this scene basically popped into my head fully formed so I'm so glad to be finally getting to it!

read the rest of the ficlets here

❤️🤍💙❤️🤍💙

5:25am, coffee shop

One fine day, Henry won’t have to get up before the sun has even risen. But until that magical day, Henry stops by Brews & Books for his first Earl Grey of the day with a for-fun novel while he waits in line. It may be before six in the morning, but the small, family-run shop is already packed. 

A quiet, but emphatic “fuck me” catches Henry’s attention, but it’s the thump, slide, and contact of a heavy book with his foot that pulls him completely out of his novel. He glances down to see some sort of textbook and stoops to pick it up, fingers brushing with a strange spark as someone else reaches for it at the same time. Henry glances up to find the single most attractive man he’s ever seen. 

His dark circles rival Henry’s own, but the combination of a riot of dark curls, warm brown skin, and eyes like molten chocolate knock the breath from Henry’s lungs. 

“Sorry ‘bout that, sweetheart.” Henry wants to wrap himself in the man’s accent. Normally, the stranger’s beauty would have Henry clamming up, but there’s something so welcoming in the exhausted smile flashed his way that makes Henry practically bloom. 

“Not to worry, love. I wouldn’t expect much from anyone before being caffeinated.” Henry stands and reaches down to help the man up after him. 

“Two problems with that,” he says, ruefully as he accepts the help and straightens up with his textbook. “One, this will be my second cup already.” Henry’s eyebrow raises of its own accord. “I know, I know, I have a problem, but consider this: it keeps me functional.”

The man’s hand is still in his. It’s warm, despite the bite of the early morning air. Henry doesn’t let go either. 

“You said there were two problems?” Henry asks, proud when his voice comes out even and a touch teasing rather than stuttering from an abundance of gay pining. 

“Right! The other problem is that I’m this clumsy all the fucking time. My sister and her girlfriend have decided to classify my clumsiness as an ‘outlier of nature,’” the man says with a truly devastating grin. 

Henry can’t help a little huff of laughter at that. “I’m well versed in the despairing older sister department.”

“Did yours treat you like a personal dress up doll, or is that just me?”

“Constantly. I tried to get out of it exactly once growing up and Bea turned on the waterworks so quickly I thought she was auditioning for a hose pipe. It did guilt me into letting her do it though.”

“Dios mío, if June had any ability to cry on command she would have pulled the same shit, I’m sure.”

Their shared laughter draws the man’s attention to their still-joined hands. He pulls away at last—not that Henry would have minded holding his hand for the rest of the day—the hint of a blush showing up on his cheeks.

“I—ah, sor—”

“Next!”

The call interrupts the unwanted apology. Henry sends a rueful look behind him as he goes to order. The man shrugs, a smile tinged with what Henry’s romantic heart hopes is disappointment at their conversation getting cut short. He orders quickly and asks after Linda’s children as she punches in his order. Henry’s about to pay when a brilliant idea strikes.

“Linda, I’d like to pay for the man with the curly hair behind me.”

“A little pay it forward moment?”

“Something like that. May I borrow your sharpie?”

She grins wickedly. “Oh I see, go right ahead, honey.”

Writing quickly while Linda runs his card, Henry prints his number and a note: I don’t usually do this, but it seems you’re an outlier in more ways than one. Dinner tonight? - Henry.

By the time he’s done and collected back his card, his tea is ready at the end of the counter. He picks it up and turns back to see the stranger watching him, a sort of wistful look on his face. Henry can feel himself blushing, but lets himself look back at the man who upended his morning. The man’s face splits into a blinding grin and if Henry didn’t know any better he’d say the sun rose just to shine on his curls. Henry salutes the man with his tea before backing out of the shop and off towards his classes. He barely makes two blocks before his phone buzzes with a series of texts. Henry beams down at his phone as he reads.

Unknown Number: holy shit that was smooth i bet i can be an outlier in a BUNCH of different ways actually 😉 (i’m saying yes to dinner in case that wasn’t clear) i’m Alex by the way it was fucking enchanting to meet you Henry can’t wait for tonight

[felidaefatigue]

amusing watching the culture confusion of mainstream listeners reacting to chappel roan's politic cause like. essentially the problem is just. culture difference. theyre expecting Pop Princess as in like. tswif or b.spears Princess. not. gay subculture Princess. Like shes using southern drag culture as her business brand. You arent the target demographic and ur misunderstanding the terminology its not her fault ur makin the wrong assumptions lmao immerse urself in the culture for a minute. Out of the cosplay of a Queen she's also a rural american lesbian like?????? daddy's baby girl isnt the foundation here ur stARTIN WAY OFF THE WRONG FOOT

[log6]

someone made ai nudes of tswif they all over twitter ://

who gaf

[nezuchuuko]

i’m too scared of swifties to talk shit about tswif but i will not not reblog a post talking shit about her

[dameferre]

so no one was gonna tell me tswifs live vocals sounded like that huh

[wainswright]

Just remembered I really liked Safe and Sound by mz tswif, maybe because of it’s context. I think having good content to write about helps make these songs better

[lt-sarai]

Oh God. Chiefs fans are going to be insufferable. The local weatherman has said "finally a dynasty" on Facebook I wanna die. I don't even wanna watch the Stephen Colbert monologue. I just know it's gonna be full of tswif and chiefs shit.

I'm honestly just glad it's over. That doesn't mean people will stop talking about it but it won't be relevant anymore.

[itznarcotic]

girl help I am being ambushed by kpop, tswif, and picrew icons in my notifs

[herawell]

anti hero by tswift but its frm krishna's pov

I haven’t listened to TSwif since 2015, and studiously avoided since this summer, so I can’t really say!