#ur behind taylor swift still but i believe in u

[conanssummerchild]

i am actually in love with your new theme. the background is actually my favourite colour ever also trobed <3 ALSO WE MATCH OMGLLDKJFKGJDFHGFKJ (ps youre making me miss my beloved yellow theme but no. i will stay strong. lessgo aro week. at least i can come to your blog to see ittttt)

hajshajshhdhs ty :)) ever since someone said orange and green trobed i fucking lost it like the dumb colour coding obsessed loser i am I JUST LOVE IT WHEN CHARACTERS HAVE COLOUR PALETTES OK

YAY TRUE SO SLAY

stay strong ive got ur back with the orangey yellow which will stay for a while hehehe

[graciegoeskrazy]

love ur healy reader writes. do u write 4 taylor swift? can u do one where she and reader get in a fight and she runs away to find matty because the two are very close? up to you. xx.

when we are together

matty healy + teen!swift!reader

warnings: absent father, running away, yelling

a/n: so cute imma cry

Matty didn’t expect to hear a knock at his front door that morning, And he most definitely didnt expect to find you. When he opened the door he was met with your gaze, giving a look that said, ‘I can explain.’

“What the fuck?” He said.

You brought nothing except your backpack with you that only carried your wallet, computer, some school things, and other miscellaneous things. “I need to talk to you-” You said, readjusting your backpack.

“What are you doing here?”

“Trying to talk to you-”

“Where’s your mum?” He was so confused. That confusion though would soon turn to anger.

You looked down at your feet and whispered the next part barley audible for Matty to hear. “Back home…”

He couldn't believe you would do such a thing like this. “...You did not-”

“I had to come! We got in a fight and I left and I didn’t know where else to go…”

“Does she know you’re here?” He asked, already knowing the answer. He grew nervous when you didn’t reply. “Y/n…” He pushed.

You shyly have up. “Not exactly, no.”

“Y/n Swift!”

“I’m sorry!”

“No you’re not-”

“No, I’m not.” You said, smiling a little His face softened just a tad. You took in a breath before continuing. “I didn't know where to go. I just knew I wanted to get out of there.”

He did his iconic pissed-off-parental sigh. “Get inside. Now.”

“Yes sir…” You said as you walked through.

As the door slammed shut behind you and Matty, George walked in from the other room. He, as always, was happy to see you.

“Woah! What are you doing here?” George asked, with a smile on his face.

Matty caught up from behind before you got the chance to speak. “This idiot decided to run away from home!”

“I’m not an idiot.” You bit back.

“Traveling 3 hours by yourself to your mother's ex-boyfriend’s house because you got into one stupid argument is something an idiot would do.”

You just sighed and sat on the couch. George let out an audible giggle.

“Give me your phone,” Matty said, reaching his palm out.

“Why?” You handed it to him even though you questioned his moves.

“I’m calling your mother.” He said, nonchalantly.

“What?!”

“If I call her from my phone she won’t answer.” He kept walking toward the back room.

“I’m not giving you my password.” You crossed your arms.

“Don’t need it your phone still unlocks with my face I.D.”

“Whatever.” You fell back into the couch.

“I’ll be back.”

Your gaze found the ceiling and you sighed. It’s the first time you’ve been still mentally and physically for hours. Geroge took notice of you from the kitchen.

“You alright?” He asked.

“Dandy.” You replied, not moving a muscle.

…

You could hear some dialogue coming from the other room, but none to make out a full conversation. At least they aren’t screaming at each other this time, you told yourself. Matty opened the door and walked back into he living room. George had left awhile ago.

“You’re spending the night here. Tomorrow morning I’m sending you on a train back to London.” Matty said, not giving you much choice in the decision.

“Okay.”

He sighed. “How did you get here anyway?”

“Took a bus,” You said, nonchalantly.

“Jeez, kid.” He said. You just shrugged.

“What did you guys fight about?”

“Life.”

“Life?”

“My life.”

“What about your life?”

“How much I hate it.”

“I need context, love.”

You finally sat up and faced him, looking him directly in the eyes.

“I haven’t seen my mother in almost a year.”

“That’s an exaggeration-”

“It’s not!” You cut him off. Matty stayed silent and you took that as a sign to keep going.

“She’s always working. On the tour, on a new album or music. T’s just always work work work.”

“I can’t blame her.” Matty said, shrugging.

“Yeah well, you don’t have a teenage daughter who you also need to take of.”

“Okay, so let me get this straight. You felt sad because your mom just happens to be the biggest pop star in the world, so you ran away from home, traveled nearly 4 hours by yourself from one of the biggest cities in the world, just to come and cry to me-”

“I have no one else!” You shouted.

Matty sighed. You continued.

“I’m constantly on a plane to New York or somewhere I’ve never been. Yeah, sure, I’m with my mom but I’m never with her because she’s always performing or writing or spending every free moment of her time in a studio. I miss my school. I miss the friends I had. I can’t talk to them anymore because of time changes or whatever and They’ve already moved on! They’ve already found someone to replace me, they’re fine without me.”

“Y/n, you-”

“My dad still won’t talk to me.”

Matty stayed quiet. He knew that was the real reason you were acting like this.

“He won't answer my calls. I’ve left countless voicemails and texts, even emails, and I have received nothing from him. Even if he wanted to, Mom wouldn't let me see him.”

Matty looked down. You had tears coming out of your eyes by this point.

“So sorry if I ruined your evening, but right now I’m feeling more alone than I have ever been and you are the only person that has actually listened to me in the past 10 months.”

You sat back in the couch, finally giving him a chance to speak. He wasn’t sure what to say though.

“I’m sorry.” Was all he could think of.

“But whatever is happening, you can't just run away like that-”

“I know. I know, and I’m sorry.” You said, sitting up and whipping your tears.

He sat next to you on the couch and pulled you in a hug. “I know you are.”

You cried into his chest for what felt like hours. Matty didn’t mind though. He would do it for however long you needed.

…

The rest of the night consisted of eating trash food you made George pick up and watching a movie that you fell asleep to halfway though. When the morning came, you packed the few things you had up, and got into the car with Matty. The car ride was silent. It took everything in you to not turn to him and say ‘Please, please, please! Let me stay! I can’t go back there!’ but you ended up deciding against it. He bought the ticket and handed it to you. He saw the few tears starting to lip out and whipped them with his thumb, pushing a few stray hairs behind your ear while he was at it.

“Next time you’re having a mental crisis just…call me first, okay?”

You smiled and let out a small chuckle before finally looking up at him. “No promises.”

[roe-and-memory]

besties can i just say omg so i went thru ur blog obsessively bc i looove the ideas behind ur headcannons and little snipets of stories. i was wondering what bobby headcannons u guys have. also memory i loove ur writing and roe?? gorgeous fanart oml

AWWWWW THANK YOUU!!! rhis is so sweet 😭🫶🫶 i saw your comment on my fic thank u sm

im gonna be honest, we dont have many bobby hcs (i really wanna change that, i fucking ADORE bobby - and, if its any help, i actually have a fic up ((dont look back in anger)) where he’s a main character!! although its an au, i hope it’ll suffice for now :3)

- bobby is definitely a prankster, but like, hes NOTORIOUS for it. and not in the bad way. he has silly pranks that only mildly inconvenience the person on the receiving end (like the dumping water on lmq and cals heads after races) and he’s Always at the scene of the crime when something silly happens. he just Is the embodiment of silly. and yes i know this is canon for the most part but hes literally just so silly i cant not include it

- hes the youngest of the trio, the baby, even, he’s a december baby, born in 1988 (same year as lightning - cal is an ‘87 baby i believe - so when bobby started racing in 2007 he was still 18) but just at the End, whereas lightning was born in may . despite this he’s still the tallest, and probably the most well built of the three . aka lightning is scrawny and cal is just Average. and when lightning makes fun of him for being a Baby hes like ok well ure literally short as hell. what about that. huh? what can you do about your height? i’ll have a birthday but you dont have a get taller day? huh? and lightnings like. well. okay.

- i feel like he befriended cal first, like, he and lightning “hated” each other but it was less hate and more lightning being incapable of making friends (lmq and cal met at the infield care center after strips crash, so they were friends ever since then) and so cal was just in the middle of this “rivalry” that was in reality like. hey. cal. i think that bobby guy is really cool do u think he’d wanna be my friend. and cals like I DONT KNOW TALK TO HIM? and they talk and theyre like wow i actually thought u hated me (theyre best friends now)

- bobby both has an iconic autograph, but hes also so good with his fans its impossible for anyone to hate him. he has so many iconic pictures and literally everyone he meets praises him for his kindness and blatant silliness . hes just super easy going and generally amazing to be around

- out of all the racers hes probably got the most amusing advertisements as well, he will go ALL IN for whatever octane gain (or his smaller/secondary sponsors) want from him, and its so Genuine it just feels like he LOVES to be there

- he loves taylor swift. AND I KNOW WHAT YOURE GONNA SAY. “ITS STEREOTYPICAL” BUT NO U DONT GET IT.. SHE DOESNT MATCH THE REST OF HIS MUSIC TASTE AT ALL. hes the last person you’d ever expect to listen to her. he says its because they have the same last name so hes obligated to be a fan, but also the day Taylor Swift (album) debuted he bought the dvd and forced the other two to listen to the entire thing multiple times on a road trip and its safe to say that since the day taylor swift has existed, lightning and cal have feared her album release dates.

- hes the burnout king. every race he wins he will do a burnout down the frontstretch in front of the grandstands that will take his tires down to the RIMS. the tire marbles are INSANE

THIS IS ALL I HAVE IF I REMEMBER CORRECTLY 😭😭 i wish i had more and i WILL eventually make more trust me on that.. but thank you so much for the ask and i hope u liked them :3

[pwarkluv]

❝ what is love? - l.mk ❞

lee mark x reader | fluff | 2k words

WARNINGS | lowercase is intended, idol au, love at first sight au, 6thmemberofitzy!reader, shy!mark and shy!reader, fluff bc that’s what i’m best at LOL, another request :), just enjoy <3

REQUEST | “hii i read ur electric love fic w jisung and i really loved it :DD could you do the same for mark ? still as the 6th member of itzy ofc :D” - my lovely anon <3

SUMMARY | he wonders what is love, but finds the answer in you.

AUTHOR’S NOTE | inspired by the song “what is love” by twice (english lyrics by genius translations)! ANOTHER REQUEST HDSFKLDSJHF IM SO SO SO SO EXCITED! i wanted to change up the setting so it’s still 6th member itzy, but not in weekly idol :P ALSO this was inspired by when nct dream, itzy, and stray kids sat next to each each other in that one award show so yeah lolol. IM SO SORRY I LOST THE MESSAGE WHERE MY ANON ASKED FOR IT BUT I STILL WROTE IT FOR YOU! I LOVE YOU, THANK YOU, NEVER BE SHY TO DM ME ;)

what is love?

mark knew the general idea of it; the sappy moments movies show, the “butterflies in your stomach” feeling books portray, the pain and hardships songs make you feel. 

but he’s never been in love, at least not like this.

❝ how could it be as sweet as candy? ❞

training at such a young age molded mark into the perfect idol, and with that he was fully aware dating would look bad to the public. he accepted the fact that he might never find love, all to help achieve his dream. 

but as cheesy as it sounds, the canadian wished to be loved. 

yes he was loved by his members, his family, his friends, his fans; but the type of love he longed for was something none of them could give him. 

mark wanted to feel the sweetness of being in love, the giddiness you’d feel whenever you talk to them, the pounding of your heart whenever they’re near. he wanted to experience the overwhelming need to be with that person, like if they’re gone for too long it’s like you can’t breathe.

was being in love like making a song for the very first time? or was it like eating watermelon all the time?

so many questions with no answers, the boy left to wander in his own thoughts. 

❝ how it’s like flying in the sky? ❞

he smiled bittersweetly as the newly wed couple danced around in confetti, the sound of laughter and cheers resonating around the room. one of nct’s managers that had been with them since the beginning invited them to her wedding, to which the team obviously accepted. 

all 23 of them were happy for their noona who found her happy ending. mark could only watch in awe at the sight of the two lovebirds, the love and adoration for the other evident in the way they looked at each other.

his heart tugged a bit knowing he wanted something like that too. 

“being in love is like flying in the sky.” his manager explained to the boy as a makeup artist experimentally brushed strokes on her face. it was a couple hours before the ceremony when mark knocked on her hotel door, wanting to visit his favorite noona before she finally said ‘i do’. 

his question left his mouth before mark could fully register what he was about to say, the poor boy flushing a bit as the woman laughed at him. 

“are you in love mark? is that why you’re asking me how i knew i was in love?” she teased as mark stutterd, denying her accusation.

“n-no i swear!” he said as his manager continued laughing, the makeup artist having to pause a bit to let her get it all out. “i’m just curious.” mark said quietly trying to stop the heat from rushing up to his cheeks. 

“well being in love is a magical feeling.” the woman said, turning a bit serious. mark sat up straight as he listened intently. “when you realize you love someone, it can be a scary thing. love isn’t perfect mark, and i want you to know that. there are moments where you want to scream and rip your hair out, or cry to let it all out.”

the boy nodded in understanding, having a bit of knowledge from all the good breakup songs taylor swift writes about. 

“but it can also change your whole world.” she continued on. “it’s like seeing the world again for the very first time and the colors are more vibrant. it’s like having a permanent reason to be happy, and a reason to stay.” she explained as the mark sat quietly trying to comprehend it all. 

❝ i wanna know know know know, what is love? ❞

the poor boy’s head couldn’t wrap around the thought of you. 

his heart hammered in his chest as he secretly glanced at you, desperately trying to avoid suspicion from fans and his members. you were just too breathtaking, having the canadian looking back for more. 

the moment he first laid eyes on you, it was like an epiphany. you were the answer to all his questions.

so this is what it feels like, mark thinks to himself as he looks back on all the things he’s heard about love. 

the butterflies, the pounding of your heart, the “seeing the world in a whole new perspective”, mark felt everything and as much as he felt excited, he was scared.

as harmless as it sounds, award shows were a risky thing for idols. being surrounded by fans of different groups as well as said groups themselves always seemed to cause a bit of a stir between fans.

between dating rumors and rumors about beef between two idols, anything could happen.

but usually mark would be okay. he’s been doing this for a long time and knew how to behave.

however what he didn’t expect was to see you, the tiny rookie idol from the newly debuted girl group ‘itzy’. 

nct 127’s table was right next to yours which let mark have a clear view of your pretty eye smile as you laughed at something lia had whispered into your ear. your laugh was bubbly and contagious, the boy having to physically stop himself from wanting to laugh too. 

he was panicking, but mark couldn’t tell if it was in a good or bad way. 

❝ what does love feel like? ❞

your breath hitched as you saw the boy sneak glances at you from the corner of your eye.

the mark lee was looking at you, your heart racing as you tried to deny the fact that he was staring you down. there was no way the dude you’ve looked up to your entire trainee life is noticing you, no way at all.  

everyone has heard of mark lee even if you weren’t into kpop. he was just that iconic. 

you’ve been an nctzen since the very beginning, being there for nct u’s debut stage. in fact, nct was the very reason you decided to audition to become an idol in the first place. you looked up to the team but more importantly you looked up to a certain canadian in the group.

originally doyoung was your bias in nct when nct u first came out. but as the years passed by you found yourself more and more intrigued by mark, having him absolutely wreck your bias list.

since then you’ve been a loyal mark stan, even rapping his part in cherry bomb for your audition tape which ultimately led you to become an idol yourself. 

you refused to believe you were in love with the dude, not knowing a single thing about him. there was no way you could love him, not if you’ve never even met the boy.

but your heart seemed to prove you wrong as it beat wildly knowing mark was sitting right there on the table next to you. 

“you okay bubs?” lia asked in a worried tone, leaning in to whisper into your ear. she saw the way your leg bounced in a fast rhythm, knowing you only did that when you were nervous. 

you forced a smile as you hesitantly looked her way, knowing that she could take one look into your eyes and know you were lying. “i'm fine unnie, don’t worry about me.” you replied as sweetly as you could, wishing the elder wouldn’t notice a thing. 

though you two and yeji were the eldest in the group, all being born in the year 2000, you were the baby of the unnie line. lia and yeji knew you the best, having grown up with you after all. 

the girl only gave you a look before taking your hand in hers to give a soft squeeze. “i know you’re lying but i won’t push you. also mark lee from nct 127 is totally checking you out.” lia said, whispering a bit on the last part. she winked as you flushed, looking away in horror. 

-

johnny nudged the boy next to him with a small smirk, clearly seeing the heart eyes he was giving the girl in the table next to them. mark jumped a bit at the feeling, looking at his hyung with confusion.

“so y/n of itzy?” johnny said with a small smile as the younger immediately sat up straight. 

“is it that obvious?” mark whispered back with a hint of fear in his eyes.

if any of the fans were to get a hold of this… the boy could only shiver at the thought. 

johnny’s playful smile dropped a bit at mark’s worried look knowing how he must feel. they were idols after all.

“don’t worry, i only noticed because she was looking back at you too.” he said, mark flushing at the revelation.

“really?” he asked a little out of it. 

“i say talk to her after this?” the elder said, laughing a bit when mark jumped in his seat, immediately saying no. 

❝ will love come to me someday? ❞

“unnie why are you making me stay in the dressing room~” you whined as the end of the award show came along.

you just wanted to go home, your body worn out. not from all the dancing but from the way it viciously pounded in your chest whenever you ever thought about mark. 

lia only smirked in retaliation as she brought a hand up to squish your cheeks. “trust me, you’ll thank me later.” she said as she walked out of the dressing room, bumping into a 6 foot tall boy with a smaller boy behind him. 

“oops sorry.” she said a little playfully, as lia gave a wink to johnny knowing their plan was going accordingly. johnny only gave her a small smile, but if you looked closely you could see the mischief in his eyes. 

“hyung where are we going?” mark asked, a little weirded out by the two’s interaction. johnny only ignored the boy, dragging him by his arm as they walked down the hallway. 

“hyung i swear if this is a prank i’ll-” mark’s words were cut off as the two entered a door, only to see your confused face staring back at him. 

“oh shit.” he cursed under his breath, a little taken aback from how beautiful you were. one whole award show later and you were still as gorgeous as when he first saw you sitting down in the table next to his. 

your confused face quickly turned to an embarrassed one as you noticed the boy, turning another shade of red when you noticed he couldn’t take his eyes off of you.

“hi y/n, my name is johnny and this is my band mate mark.” the taller boy said, holding his hand out in a handshake. 

“h-hi i’m y/n.” you stuttered, not expecting to see the boy you’ve been daydreaming about for the past two hours to be right in front of you. 

mark gawked at the sight of you, his mind malfunctioning as the words seemed to get stuck at the tip of his tongue.

“markie right here has something he wants to ask you.” johnny said, pushing the younger in front of him with a grunt. 

this seemed to knock him right out of his trance, a hand coming up to the back of his neck as he stared down at the floor with pink cheeks.

“do you maybe wanna-”

“yes.” you blurted out, a hand covering your mouth in shock. “i-if you were gonna ask if i wanted to hang out sometime, the answer is yes.” you said a little shyly as the boy smiled. 

all this time mark thought he was gonna find love, but maybe love found him instead. 

“i’ll pick you up at 6 tomorrow evening.” mark said with a sweet smile as he took a step back only to be pushed back up again by johnny.

“you don’t even have her number you dumbass.” the elder scolded, disappointed at how dumb the boy was. 

your laughter caught both of the boy’s attention as you put your hand out with a small smile. “you want my number or nah?”

[princessofgayskull]

ik this isn't she-ra related but ur main blogs asks aren't open 😳😳 n e wey, thoughts on folklore?? i wanna hear ur favorite songs, favorite lines, any parts that gave u chills, all the good stuff

Someone asking me about Taylor Swift? Someone asking my thoughts about Taylor Swift?! Someone actually wanting to hear what I have to say about Taylor Swift? I feel like Entrapta back in season one when she was asked about her theories about Etheria and was she excited to show everyone her model.

Before I dive in, I want to apologize that it took me so long to get this to ask. I’ve been swamped trying to keep up with summer classes and I wrote several versions of this post only to have tumblr delete it and make me start over before I had the bright idea to write it on a google doc first so I didn’t lose all my work and that is the draft you are reading now! But, for authenticity reasons, after I saw this ask I scrambled to write what I could remember from my first album listen that took place at exactly 11pm (after I watched and cried to the cardigan video, of course). Here there are in note form:

I cannot believe that in the darkest timeline that Taylor Alison Swift dropped a surprise album with sixteen songs in an entirely different genre (the heart attack I had when I learned folklore was a genre shift; I cannot believe I doubted the song writing legend herself). The album has been out for a week and I kid you not the only reason I know I didn’t make it up or dream it is because this album is far more beautiful than I could’ve ever come up with. I’ve lost track of how many times I’ve listened to it. Everything about the album- the lyrics, the topics, the genre, the production- speaks my language fluently. Even during the first listen I felt that I had somehow known these songs my whole life despite their raw newness. 

This might read weird, but I think one of my favorite aspects about the album is how voyeuristic it feels to listen to. I don't mean sexually, but rather the way it feels like I don't have full permission to be looking at the lives of the people she is singing about. It's as if Taylor said, "I know you want to peek behind the curtain and see all my flaws" so she dives into these characters who are very flawed people and is so raw and honest as she takes their place saying almost "I will treat them like you treat me." 

Yet at the same time, it's her most grounded album. There's something so shiny about pop music (I'm not knocking it, I love pop music, life's too short not to) but this is as if Taylor's pop mentality was left out in the rain and rusted. There's something so real and familiar about it. Like you can reach out and hold it in your hand.

It's venturing too far into the forest and stepping into another dimension and living in it for sixteen songs. A dimension of mysticism, nihilism, magic, and mistakes.

Here is my track-by-track list of favorite things/ chill moments/ awestruck moments.

the 1- WHAT AN ALBUM OPENER. This song rips my heart out and stomps on it. "You know the greatest loves of all time are over now" Why does lyric make me wanna break down and have the most cathartic cry? The defeated acceptance of it all is gut wrenching. "In my defense I have none" Taylor's turn it phrase on this album is brilliant and I aspire to this level of word cleverness.

cardigan- the slow buildup of this song pure magic. If you don't scream "Cause I knew everything when I was young!" at the top of your lungs when listening to this song, are you really a cardigan stan?

the last great american dynasty- F. Scott Fitzgerald who? No, I only know Miss Taylor Swift. Seriously, this song isn't even four minutes long and it's better than any novel written about the American dream. Also, "and then it was bought by me" Taylor you cannot just drop that bombshell on me without letting me get emotionally prepared.

exile ft. bon iver- a song crafted in heaven. Somehow it makes me both depressed and provides me serotonin. I can't get enough of the lyric "I'm not your problem anymore/ so who am I offending?" FUCK THAT'S GOOD. THE SONG IS SO GOOD. SMASH THAT REPEAT BUTTON. I could drown in this song.

my tears ricochet- by far my favorite on the album, and my favorite number five track. I don’t think there’s another Taylor Swift I relate to as much as this one. This hits a very, very close to a personal place for me. Right at the center of an open wound. And god, the build up. It just makes the emotional experience that more poignant. “And I can anywhere I want, anywhere I want, just not home.” I got chills the first time I listened to that lyric, and it brings tears to my eyes. Needless to say, I’ve had some good cries to this song.

mirrorball- this track is about as cutting as they come. The Imposter Syndrome anthem. It’s the “everything that comes from me has to be perfect, to make up for the fact that it’s from me” song. It’s the sense that nothing you do is worth doing if there’s no audience, yet the audience is the biggest threat. “I’ve never been a natural, I’ll do is try, try, try.” Yeah. There’s a reason this is the TS album I relate to the most. 

seven- I keep saying these songs are so beautiful, but god, this one. Her vocals, the lyrics; in my opinion, a defining moment on the album. The driving home of the point that stories are important because we tell them. It’s a story plagued by a narrator who’s too young to understand and can only put the pieces together as she’s looking back. “And I’ve been meaning to tell you/ I think your house is haunted/ your dad is always mad and that must be why.” I almost can’t handle that. The loss of childhood innocence and the longing for it in just three minutes and twenty eight seconds.

august- “REMEMBER WHEN I PULLED UP AND SAID GET IN THE CAR AND THEN CANCELED MY PLANS JUST IN CASE YOU CALL/ BACK WHEN I WAS LIVING FOR THE HOPE OF IT ALL, FOR THE HOPE OF IT ALL/ MEET ME BEHIND THE MALL!” currently trying to learn this on guitar, which is fun because I’m not much of a singer. Also, I think that Betty and this girl should ditch James and date each other, if you’re of the interpretation that James is a cishet guy.

this is me trying- So I know that this is a song about a woman struggling with an alcohol addiction, but I really relate to this song because it just feels so much like my struggle with mental illnesses and the way my potential died so quickly because of that struggle. “I was so ahead of the curve/ the curve became a sphere/ fell behind all my classmates/ and I ended up here.” yep. that’s about it.

illicit affairs- again, the build up. “Don’t call me kid! Don’t call me baby! Look at this godforsaken mess that you made me!” Gotta scream that everytime. Also are we going to talk about the lines “Take the words for what they are/ a dwindling mercurial high/ a drug that only worked/ the first few hundred times” ? because I cannot stop thinking about it, or any of the lyrics for that matter.

invisible string-Joe Alwyn, do you know one of the most beautiful songs in history was written about you? I love the instrumental on this one. Also, it’s just flat out brilliant. “Bad was the blood of the song in the cab on your first trip to L.A” Holy shit.  Also, “cold was the steel of my axe to grind for the boys who broke my heart/ now I send their babies presents.” You know what that is? Growth.

mad woman-while my tears ricochet takes the spot as my favorite, this is the Taylor Swift song I claim above all others. “Every time you call me crazy, I get more crazy/ what about that?” This song is at the intersection, however coincidental, of my identity as a mentally ill woman. It’s also extreme vindication the way she calls out women acting as double agents of the patriarchy. A scathing criticism of patriarchal socialization and the way women are punished for reacting to anything. 

epiphany- listen to this song after watching the news. lay down. assume fetal position. try not to cry. fail and sob. wash, rinse, repeat.

betty- the old taylor can’t come to the phone right now cause she’s chewing out james for cheating on betty. *wink* However, she will write a folksy banger that’s very old taylor where James takes accountability for their mistake. I love the wlw interpretations of the love triangle songs, and I also can totally see James as a he/him lesbian. 

peace-the disembodied feel of this song is so unique to Taylor’s sound but I totally dig it! This is the album of a woman in her thirties, and I hope it paves the way to more women being able to stay within the industry getting older. There’s a maturity here that is the result of having created so many albums and having found her voice.

hoax- Time to go scream off the edge of a cliff in solidarity. An open closer that rivals the defeatism of the opener, a slow descent into madness that has followed a trauma. “You know it still hurts from scars from when they pulled me apart/ but what you did was just as dark/ darling, this was just hard/ as when they pulled me apart.” Literally no words. I’m always left speechless. 

If you’ve ever thought “I like Taylor but I don’t like her music because she did country and now does pop” this is the album you need to take a chance on. I can only dream of one day possessing Taylor’s ability to tell stories and this album will stick with you in all the best ways. The reason Taylor Swift can genre jump the way she does so seamlessly is because of her unrivaled strength as a songwriter. Stream folklore on spotify!!!!!!!!!

This is probably much more than you asked for, but I hope it satisfies! Thank you for letting me gush about Taylor and this album!!!!!! Sorry it took me so freaking long! If you have thoughts, I would LOVE to hear them!

[triptaech]

♔  A COMPILATION OF TAGS ♔

looked through my likes to find all the tag games i haven’t done :’) some of these tags are from once upon a time so i’m sorry i’m doing these super late. so here they all are in one solid post!

lock screen, home screen, last song, and self tag by @taeverie!

my lock screen has been this taeguk selfie since it was posted, just changed my home to the gorgeous Art of #vante, all time low released a new album pls listen to it and support them, also self tag is dis from the bts concert in march!

more tags under the cut!

url song tag by @hobibliophile thank u!

these aren’t all gonna be kpop :^)

Tell Me I’m a Wreck – Every Avenue

Rain – BTS

I Won’t Let You Go (Darling) – Hedley 

Paint You Wings – All Time Low

TODAY - IKON

Artificial Love – EXO

Elizabeth – The Airborne Toxic Event

Closing Time – Semisonic

Hunt – DAY6

bias vs bias tag by @jung-kookin alkwejrawer this is xtremely late!!

used a random pairing generator :D

chanyeol (exo) vs jungkook (bts) - sorry but guk is bae

dean (solo) vs dowoon (day6) - the baby always wins

taehyung (bts) vs jiyong (bigbang) - aeirawe my ult :’)

dawon (sf9) vs jaebum (got7) - THIS IS SO MEAN I CANT CHOOSE

hwiyoung (sf9) vs bobby (ikon) - why is this so hard

tagged by the hoe @taeverie

HOW TALL ARE YOU? 5′0″ and i fight ppl’s knee caps

WHAT COLOR AND STYLE IS YOUR HAIR? black but im hoping to dye it a lighter color this summer :^)

WHAT COLOR ARE YOUR EYES? dark brown

DO YOU WEAR GLASSES OR CONTACTS? glasses im blind wo them sadly

WHAT’S YOUR FASHION STYLE? depends v much on my mood, i wear a lot of dark colors but on good days i’ll be wearing lighter ones

HOW OLD ARE YOU? 20 rip

DO YOU HAVE SIBLINGS? two younger sisters!

WHAT KIND OF STUDENT ARE YOU? used to be the one that did work ahead of time but i’ve been so caught up in club stuff and tumblr that i just….didnt :)

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE SUBJECTS? im rlly digging abnormal psych rn and generally all my psych classes :D

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE SHOWS? i dont keep up w shows anymore but always down to watch brooklyn nine nine and a few animes

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE MOVIES? awerlkjawer im an avid movie watcher i cant choose but recently HELLO WONDER WOMAN MY GIRL GAL GADOT

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE BOOKS? fuqqq i havent read a Real Book in so long but i rlly dig The Original Sinners series by Tiffany Reisz, The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern, Anna and the French Kiss by Stephanie Perkins to name a few. so many fics are so good these days that they deserve to be published :’)

WHAT ARE YOUR FAVORITE PASTIMES? crying about my grades and attempting to balance life and writing

DO YOU HAVE ANY REGRETS? not focusing more on my grades this semester :\

WHAT IS YOUR DREAM JOB? as much as i’d love to be a therapist/counselor, idk how i’d handle that tbh LOL but whatever i end up doing, i rlly do wanna keep writing as a hobby

WOULD YOU LIKE TO GET MARRIED? yes

DO YOU WANT KIDS? HOW MANY? maximum two

DO YOU LIKE SHOPPING? to a certain extent yes

HOW MANY COUNTRIES HAVE YOU VISITED? uhh i took one of those like question things once to count how many and i think it was abt 20-30???

WHAT WAS YOUR SCARIEST DREAM? it wasn’t that scary but as a kid i couldnt sleep after dreaming about people climbing over the walls behind my house and like basically kidnapping my entire family rIP

DO YOU HAVE ENEMIES? not anymore :))))

DO YOU HAVE A BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND? single pringle

PUT YOUR PHONE ON SHUFFLE. POST THE FIRST 15 SONGS:

no words - the script

tonight - bigbang

her love is my religion - the cab

work this body - walk the moon

hold on - jonas brothers

nothing’s wrong - echosmith

whatever it takes - ron pope

ships in the night - mat kearney

bonnie & clyde - dean

lovin’ it - ariana grande

untitled - simple plan

if you say so - vinyl theatre

wake me up - avicii

bloodstream - ed sheeran

superman - taylor swift

random tag thing by the filthy animals of penetration station @taeverie & @addictedtonamjoon when we should be finishing sports LMAO

nicknames: sam i refuse to reveal the rest

zodiac sign: stuck between aries/taurus but more aries i think?

height: 5′0″ or 154cm if ur an international kid like Me

birthday: april 20

favorite fruit: pineapples and strawberries

favorite season: fall aside from the rain 

favorite book: ill rec a fic instead cause Rich Bitch by mindheist is bae af

favorite flowers: lilies and jasmine

favorite scent: jasmine flowers so presh

favorite animals: puppers and killer whales

coffee, tea, or hot chocolate: t e a

average amount of sleep: usually 6/7 hours 

cat or dog: DOGGO

favorite fictional character: aomine daiki

number of blankets you sleep with: one

dream trip: south africa and greece

blog created: last year??? 

favorite colors: teal and pastel pink

name: samantha/sam

orientation: straight

number of followers: a number that i still cant believe til now :’)

tagging @ohsuga, @nottodayjeon, @sugasweetsubs, @sugaredmarbles, @dailydoseofdia, @jjkfire if you guys want to! and feel free to just select one/two :’D

[babyrides]

Can u write a smut where ur playing spin the bottle with Mingyu and Minghao after u guys left a boring party and it leads to a threesome sex? (Sorry if its too much!🙈)

Bottles

Genre: Smut

Word Count: 2506

Summary: A simple game escalates quickly when alcohol is involved.

(A/N): THIS KILLED ME Minghao is my bias and Mingyu is right up there with him so basically I’m biased af through this whole thing. But it was super fun to write and I’m really happy with how it turned out, I hope you like it~

“Doyou want to get out of here?”

Words you usually heardfumbling from the lips of some guy you’d danced with. They’d become part ofyour party routine, at this point; you show up, maybe drink a bit, flirt a bit,and wait for those words. What happened next depended on how you were feeling.

Tonight was different,however. The alcohol choices were limited to a random assortment of cheap beerand a few scattered wine coolers, and you were almost positive they’d beenplaying the same shitty Taylor Swift dance remix for two hours. Not to mentionthe lack of anyone interesting enough to give the time of day. So there youwere, leaning against the wall, alone, barely even buzzed with half a red solocup of vinegary liquid you couldn’t seem to choke down another sip of when youheard the fateful words:

“Doyou want to get out of here?”

You turned to look,mouth already half open and ready to lecture the guy about how you don’t leavea party for just anyone when you collided with a familiar, tall boy.

“Mingyu,thank god,” you mumbled, causing him to chuckle. “Where’s Minghao?”

“Right here,” thesmaller boy piped up from your other side. You turned to find him in a similarsituation to you, a half-drunk cup of beer in his hand, a bitter look on hisface.

“Thank god. Let’s go.” Yougrabbed both of their hands and led them out of the party, ignoring the enviouslooks you were getting from girls left and right.

Your apartment wasn’tfar and you had better alcohol, so you decided to walk there, the two boysstill trailing behind you.

Once you got home, itdidn’t take long for you and the boys to break into your liquor supply. It wasevident you all wanted to forget the flop of a party you had left, most of allMingyu.

“Let’s play truth ordare,” he suggested, taking another swig from the paper cup in his hand. Theidea elicited a groan from Minghao, who even went so far as to throw an emptycup at him.

“What are we, twelve?”He said, running a hand through his hair and taking a drink in one fluid motionbefore laying back with his hands behind his head. You were staring withoutrealizing, only able to tear your eyes away when Mingyu spoke again.

“But I’m so bored,” he huffed, crossing his arms.“What about spin the bottle?”

“There’s only three ofus,” you pointed out, “Which gives you a 50% chance of having to kiss Minghao.”

Minghao suddenly sat up,a devilish smirk on his face. “Wait, this could work. We just need to make itinteresting.”

You rolled your eyes,kicking at him. “Cut the bullshit, Hao. It’s a kid’s game.”

“Can’t I just explainwhat I mean?” You opened your mouth to object but he cut you off, explaininganyway. “You can either make out or pass and take a shot.”

Both boys looked at youexpectantly. You still were unsure you wanted to play, but the idea of the passeased your mind a bit and you found yourself slowly nodding.

“Since you’re so excitedabout this, Mingyu, why don’t you go first,” he said, tilting his head to anempty vodka bottle. Mingyu nodded, placing it in the center and spinning it. Itended up landing on Minghao, and you laughed as both boys silently took a shot.

The game continued thisway, all three of you using pass after pass until you were beginning to believeMinghao had only made up the rule change to get all of you drunk. It wasn’t asif you were repulsed by the thought of kissing the boys; it was just that theywere your best friends, and you needed to be a little more on the tipsy side towillingly make out with either of them.

It wasn’t until severalturns later when Mingyu finally spoke up. “(Y/N) why do you keep using passes?Don’t you want to kiss me?” he teased. Minghao turned to look at you too, cockinghis head to the side.

Your face flushed andyou took a drink just to avoid their eyes. “No comment,” you said, taking yourturn. The bottle landed on Minghao, and you automatically reached for thebottle to take a shot when he grabbed your wrist. 

“No more passes,” hesaid, pulling you to him. In your drunken state, you were unable to stopyourself from falling on top of him, your legs tangled in his and your armsholding you so your face was level with his. Gently, he guided your lips to hiswith a hand on the back of your neck. His lips were soft and plush, movingslowly at first. You melted easily into his touch, kissing him back. His handsstarted to roam, landing on your hips, his thumbs brushing over the bare skinexposed by your shirt riding up slightly. His teeth grazed your bottom lipbefore he ran his tongue along the seam of your lips. You parted them automatically,your mind beginning to fog up as he slipped his tongue into your mouth.

You would be lying ifyou said you had never thought about kissing Minghao, but you never could haveimagined he’d be this good at it. Therest of the room had melted away, and all you could think of was his lips onyours and his hands on your body and him,in this moment with you.

That is, until a coughfrom Mingyu interrupted your moment, causing you to push yourself off Minghao.Your face was flushed, but you’re not sure if it was from the kiss or from theembarrassment of knowing the other boy had witnessed the whole thing. 

“My turn now,” he said,moving toward you. You put up a hand to stop him.

“You didn’t spin. Youhave to play the game, Gyu.”

He huffed in response.“But Minghao got to kiss you, it’s only fair that I get to kiss you now. Whatif when I spin the bottle lands on him?”

He had a point, andthere was no way that you could resist him, with his big brown eyes that weresparkling slightly despite the dimness of the room. You sighed in defeat.

“Well come here then,”you said, beckoning him closer. He grinned in response, moving so he wasdirectly in front of you.

“You’re gonna have tohelp me out a little here,” he said with a sheepish grin, and you laughedbefore moving up onto your knees. He was less forward than Minghao, his handsresting in his lap as you pressed your lips to his. Hesitantly, his hand curledaround the back of your neck, his mouth moving against yours desperately. Youshifted closer to him, moving to straddle his lap and deepening the kiss. Hisfree hand slipped to the small of your back, gently guiding your hips towardhis. You rolled your hips, barely brushing against him and causing a breathygroan to slip past his lips. Your hands came up to card through his hair, thesoft strands slipping through your fingers easily.

You were the first tobreak the kiss. Mingyu was certainly a sight to see, his lips swollen and hishair a mess. Admittedly, it was the sexiest he’d ever looked.

“If you guys wanted tofuck you could’ve just told me to leave, you know.” You turned to glance atMinghao, seeing his gaze shift from your face to your hips, which still hoveredover Mingyu’s.

Mingyu took your hand inhis, trying to pull you back to kiss him again. “Don’t listen to him, (Y/N).He’s just jealous.”

“Of what?” Minghaoscoffed before you could say anything, “You’re an oversized puppy who’sprobably never given a girl an orgasm in your life.”

“Guys,” youyelled, “I’m not going to fuck either of you if you keep fighting.”

They both turned to lookat you, eyes wide as they tried to process what you had just said. You rolledyour eyes, standing up and heading toward your bedroom. They took the hint,following you and watching as you sat on the bed. The room was silent for a fewseconds, all of you waiting for someone to make a move.

“Well?” You finallysaid, raising an eyebrow at them. Mingyu was the first to make a move, sittingdown next to you and pulling you toward him. You sighed as he kissed you, relaxinginstantly into his touch. You felt the bed dip behind you, and Minghao movedyour hair off to one side, pressing soft kisses here and there. 

“Are you sure you canhandle both of us, baby girl?” He said, his teeth grazing the skin of your neckand causing your breath to hitch. You pulled away from Mingyu to give attentionto Minghao, pressing him back to the bed and straddling his hips. You groundyour hips against him, causing a breathy moan to escape his lips. His handscame up to grip your hips, trying to guide your movements, but you pinned themto the bed, slowing your pace and lessening the pressure just to tease him.

“Are you sure you canhandle me?” You pressed a quick kiss to his lips before climbing off of him. Mingyupulled you back against his chest, feathering kisses over your neck as hishands wandered to the hem of your shirt. He hesitated, silently asking forpermission. In response, you placed your hands over his and dragged them up abit, pulling your shirt with it. He took it from there, pulling it over yourhead before setting to work removing your bra. Meanwhile, Minghao had begunworking on your pants, popping the button and dragging them down your legs. He spreadyour thighs gently, settling between them. His gaze was trained on your face,watching your reaction as he lightly ran the knuckle of his forefinger overyour slit. Slowly, he applied more pressure, his eyes flicking to watch thedamp spot on your panties grow.

“You should see her, Gyu.She’s soaked,” he said, Mingyu merely grunting in response. Minghao’s eyesmoved back up to your own, and he cocked his head to the side. “Can I have ataste, baby girl?”

“God, please,” youbreathed. He smirked in response, watching you squirm for a little longerbefore pulling your panties down your legs. He pressed a soft kiss to your hipbones before moving further down, sucking marks into your inner thighs untilyou were ready to explode. His arms moved to wrap around your thighs, securingyou in place before flattening his tongue over your slit. You gasped, yourhands flying to his hair, trying to pull him closer as he flicked his tongueover your clit. He slowly began to apply more pressure, causing waves of warmthto wash over your body before settling in your lower stomach. Soft moans fellfrom your lips, occasionally forming into something that sounded like a curse orhis name. He moved one hand around, slowly running a finger over your foldsbefore pushing it inside. He pumped it in and out a few times before insertinga second, scissoring them to spread you out for him before curling both up,hitting a spot that made you see stars. Your moans were slowly starting to getlouder, and he was getting more confident, his pace increasing.

“I’m c-close,” youstammered, your head lolling back to rest on Mingyu’s shoulder. The other boyhad stopped his assault on your neck, opting instead to just watch you comeundone around Minghao’s fingers and tongue.

“Come for us, princess,”Mingyu said, his lips against your ear as you fell over the edge. Heat spreadto every part of your body, your hips lifting against Minghao’s hold as hispace slowed, riding out your orgasm until you pushed him away. He sat up,sucking his fingers clean.

You barely had time torest before Mingyu was pulling you to sit up and straddle his thigh, facingtoward him this time. “Ready, princess?” Your legs were still a bit shaky, andif it weren’t for his fingertips gripping your hips you probably would’vefallen over when he pushed your still-sensitive core against the rough fabricof his jeans. Your eyes screwed shut as he tensed his thigh, guiding your hipsto rock against the thick muscle. Waves of pleasure pulsed through you likeelectric shocks with every movement, almost too much to bear. He kept the pace slow,and you found the familiar knot beginning to form in your lower stomach muchquicker than expected. You let him do all the work, your head falling to thecrook of his neck as the shockwaves continued.

“It feels so good,Mingyu,” you mumbled, your breaths becoming quicker and your thighs tensing ashe coaxed you toward your second orgasm. 

“Are you close, baby?” Younodded in response, and soon enough you were shaking in his grip, warmthwashing over you in waves. He peppered your face with kisses as you rode outyour orgasm. “You’re doing so well, baby, can you hold on a little longer?” Younodded again, smiling at him.

You glanced over to see Minghaohad already stripped down, his hand moving slowly over his cock and soft moans fallingfrom his lips. You pushed his hand away, replacing it with your own, leaningdown and kissing the tip. His breath hitched, his hands fisting the sheets asyou took him into your mouth, swirling your tongue around the tip. You feltMingyu line up behind you, resting his hand on the small of your back as heslowly eased inside. You clenched around him, pushing back against him as hebegan to move. You concentrated on Minghao, taking him deeper into your mouthand hollowing your cheeks to coax him over the edge more quickly. He groanedsoftly and ran a hand through your hair, guiding your pace with a gentle handon the back of your head. Mingyu kept a relatively quick pace, reaching aroundto rub quick circles on your clit to draw you toward the edge. 

“I’m right there, babygirl,” Minghao groaned above you, and you pulled off of him, taking his cock inyour hand and pumping it quickly until he released, his head tipping back andhis mouth falling open. Mingyu finished moments later, pulling out of you rightbefore and coming on your back.

You collapsed on thebed, feeling it shift as Mingyu stood up. He returned seconds later, cleaningyou off with a damp washcloth before tugging a t-shirt over your head. You allclimbed into bed together, a tangle of limbs. Minghao pressed a soft kiss toyour forehead, and you fell asleep wrapped up in both of them.