#me and tswifts cats

[citrussunrises]

Also koracick is horrible but he's FASCINATING. I want to put him in a terrarium. I want to see him live a thousand lives so I can know what he'd do in all of them. I hate him. But GOD what a funky man.

[cowardlycowboys]

pacing anxiously because Lawrence is in the washing machine

[sarah-dipitous]

Some people on tiktok are excited to live so close to wherever Taylor Swift’s merch gets shipped out from that they’ll order and get it the next day. I’m excited that the Pokémon center warehouse is also in Ohio, so the Raichu I ordered last night will be at my house tomorrow

[rosewiltd]

not only is my cat a swiftie, but every time i start belting d.ear j.ohn (tv), she comes running to curl up on me.

[lavendercaffeine]

changing my name to karma so i can be taylor swift’s boyfriend. so i can be the cat purring in her lap. so i can vibe with her like that

[highpriestessofchildsacrifice]

Theres smthn really sexy and funny abt lez tswift stans and the way they interact w her music. also there's smthn sexy about tswift when she's wearing smudged eyeliner and a too big t shirt and her hair is straight and she's being crazy and maybe high. Or when she's wandering about black and white fields barefaced and barefoot in a giant smock and her hair is wispy and fluttering. Or when she's wearing dark red lipstick on the tv cover of RED . Ok that's my whole list but it's a good one imo

[thegentlesurvive]

Why does a Pinterest want me to search “Blonde Cat” and why is the picture of Taylor Swift?

…oh my gosh…

@taylorswift @taylornation look what you’ve done

[batboyblog]

Less than 60 days out from the election, how do you think we’re doing, considering the recent debate and Taylor Swift unleashing the Swifties?

I'll start this by saying we're with-in the margin of effort, if either side really puts their backs into it, and pushes and shows up, volunteers in big numbers and turns out voters it could go either way.

So having said that, I feel good, right now the national polls are close, but all show Harris ahead. The swing state polls likewise are close but mostly show tied or leaning to Harris. On top of which Senate Democrats (and the candidate for Governor in NC) are running far ahead of her in polling, I hope thats a sign that late undecideds will break Democrat, they often do break toward the incumbent.

On the debate, I'm often skeptical that debates shift things. That said I think anyone watching would say that debate is pretty unique in the history of Presidential debates. The media has been working very hard to uh "sane wash" Trump and what he says. That debate was an unfiltered view of Trump. I'm frankly shocked he brought up the pet eating, the right has been meming about it but I thought he'd only say some dogwhistle to it not just straight up say some of the most racist shit imaginable on live TV. The bar for Trump was very low and he still failed totally to meet it. Likewise Harris had a high bar and met it, she was claim, she was professional, she came across as ready and smart while also serving as the audience surrogate to let us all know "yeah this is as crazy as you think it is"

just briefly here the attack on Haitian Americans is crazy, and racist, and the whole "the immigrants are eating dogs" goes back 100+ years, I've read people accusing NYC Jews in the early 1900s of kidnapping and eating neighborhood cats and dogs. But also its politically crazy too since Florida where Trump and Republican Senator Rick Scott have both been slipping in the polls as America's largest ethnic Haitian community, just over 500,000 or roughly 2% of the state, so great plan to call them pet stealing and eating monsters just before an election.

The other factor is the Laura Loomer. If anyone doesn't know who she is click that link and enjoy, but basically she's a white nationalist and Islamophobe (that's according to her) and the person extreme far right Republicans point to as proof that they're not "that bad" any ways, Loomer seems to have been with Trump, on his plane the day of the debate and every day since, and Republicans are wigging out

MTG, and any number of Trump super supporters are sounding off about how much they don't like this, and the internet is "joking" that Trump and Loomer are sleeping together. Together with his unhinged debate being connected with one of the worst people in American politics might cause serious problems. In any case a campaign of just alt-right memes is not gonna win most Americans.

On TSwift, I mean the data I've seen showed a really big jump in people exploring registering to vote after her message which is good. I'm again skeptical about how much of an impact she'll have? celebrities in general don't have that big of an impact, basically 90% of famous people are Democrats/liberal, but their fans don't always go along, don't get me wrong I'm happy she endorsed I just am unsure how big an impact it'll end up having.

So to repeat what I said at the top, we're in the margin of effort, if everyone who doesn't want Trump volunteers and puts in the work Harris will win, so

VOLUNTEER

[onthewaytosomewhere]

Happy WIP Wednesday!!

So apparently some of y'all have been busy and well I'm gonna get this in now before I don't get a chance to because while it's still rough draft, this bit of 'baby just say yes' (that tswift fairytale) is really quite cute and deserves to be seen by more than just me b4 April

so thank you @adreamareads @stellarm @duchessdepolignaca03 @suseagull04 @sophie1973 @england-would-fall so much for the tags I am so excited to read what ya posted ❤️

Prince Alex is still ten years of age when it happens, just days before Prince Henry is to turn twelve, they are practicing their magic lessons together in the garden, learning how to wield their magic together. They are working on a lesson they learned from Prince Henry’s parents, Princess Catherine and Royal Earl Arthur, on strengthening each other’s magic. They have been working at it for quite some time to no avail, and young princes are growing frustrated when there is a sudden poof! of magic between them.  Prince Alex closes his eyes at the flash of light accompanying the burst of magic, and when he opens them, Henry is no longer sitting in front of him. The young prince lets out a screech that he denies whenever the story is retold as he feels something small jump in his lap. The young prince looks down, and the most adorable, almost-blonde kitten is staring up at him; the kitten's eyes look like Henry’s shade of blue in them. The prince is so excited to show Henry the kitten when he finds out where he is. When Arthur finds him, Alex is still sitting with the kitten curled up in his arms, petting and kissing its adorable face. The magic emanating from the area gives some indication of what happened, but he asks anyway, “Alex, where is Henry? I was under the impression the two of you were out here practicing.” Alex sets the kitten into his lap and looks up; the fear in his young eyes is evident to any who takes a moment to look. “Well, we were practicing, working on some of the tandom magic you and Catherine showed us, and - something happened. I don’t know what, but there was a poof!” Alex says with an exaggerated movement of his arms, continuing, “And I closed my eyes because of the very bright light, and then when I opened them, Henry wasn’t here, and this adorable kitten was instead. I may have gotten a little distracted when we were working, and now I don’t know where Henry is.” Alex stops speaking when the kitten starts to bat at his arms, which are still moving around. He picks the kitten back up into his arms, and it snuggles into his chest. Arthur barely has to use any of his magic to know that the kitten Alex is so attached to is his son, Henry. The young prince, Alex, is devastated when he is told that his friend, his best friend, other than his sister, June, is now a kitten. He is so smitten with the kitten that he only lets it out of his sight when he falls asleep. He deems it his job to care for Kitty Hen as he has taken to calling the kitten; after all, he blames himself for the magic mishap that caused the change. Alex spends his days at the palace in Windsor caring for his friend; he asks his favorite cook in the kitchen to help him make a cat-friendly cake for Henry when it’s obvious that he won’t be turning back before his birthday. He finds only the best tuna for his friend, which he finds funny because he’s never known his friend to eat tuna when in human form. Alex brings Kitty Hen with him everywhere and sometimes swears to those around them that the kitten is trying to communicate with him; the prince has yet to figure out how to understand the cat, though. The Prince has found that if the kitten must do his business inside, he will attempt to climb onto the toilet rather than use the litter box that has been provided. This leads to Alex finding the kitten fallen into the toilet the first day, and from then on, he has spent almost every waking moment he can outside with the kitten to give it somewhere it won’t fall into to do his business. If when Henry is in human form, Alex gets them into most of the scrapes they get into, then in kitten form, Henry is definitely making up for that - as Alex follows the kitten everywhere, and kittens have a much easier time getting around unseen. Every time Alex receives a scolding for one of their adventures, the kitten that is his friend climbs into his lap and purrs until he forgives him, only to do it all again.

Ok so some no-pressure tags going out to (if you've already posted - just saying 'hi' cuz well I didn't check today) @agame-writes @anincompletelist @bitbybitwrites @dragonflylady77 @firenati0n @firstprinces @forever-fixating @heybuddy-drabbles @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @inexplicablymine @itsmaybitheway @junebugclaremontdiaz @kiwiana-writes @lizzie-bennetdarcy @magicandarchery @nocoastposts @piratefalls @priincebutt @sunnysideprince @taste-thewaste @typicalopposite and bcuz it's relevant to our convo @littlemisskittentoes

[dayslynthesix]

Charles Leclerc x Button!Reader | summer break dump

elisebutton

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elisebutton beach, tswift shows, a lot o karting races (i won most of them but ironically my phone wasn't able to take one single picture, funny) and a lot o beach volleyball

p.s: i was on sunscreen every day!

charles_leclerc why does it feels like the sunscreen was a hint?

jensonbutton thank god our daughter knows how to protect herself from the sun

beatricebutton unfortunately, our son in low doesn't!

landonorris thanks for the invitation

maxverstappen1 could you guys just please stop that, my blood pressure is high enough

charles_leclerc

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charles_leclerc yeah yeah, it's just me and lis and summer break and max's cats (he brought them to italy, and i wish i was joking)

maxverstappen1 if you won't come back I'll go to you

pierregasly that was the most out of character max could ever

carlossainz55 cabron 1 and cabron 2 went for a walk

elisebutton my mom loved jimmy and sassy

maxverstappen1

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maxverstappen1 nothing, just jimmy, sassy and website hanging around

danielricciardo wait, lis cat is named website?

landonorris LOL WEBSITE

jensonbutton i told her that was a great name, she did believe me...

mickschumacher

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mickschumacher make it double date all the summer

elisebutton THANK YOUUUUU it was amazing spending those days with you guys

lewishamilton i mean, mick's photo: all good, elise and charles photo: im not sure if jenson and beatrice will like thought

charles_leclerc send me this pic please i need to change my background

georgerussell63

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georgerussell63 yep, that's me, I'm just ken, while carmen is barbie

ps: thanks lis for the photo

charles_leclerc im here to politely ask you to stay away from my girlfriend

georgerussell63 its not my fault that i didn't drowned her while riding a jet ski that she doesn't trust you anymore

beatricebutton he... she... they did what?

charles_leclerc i can explain

elisebutton hey georgie, is your girlfriend single? *winks*

maxverstappen1 now i see, lis and charlie were walking around just with couples while i was home alone

elisebutton don't make me post all the photos you're in during my summer break, there's you and me, you and charles, me, charlie and YOU, YOU WITH MY PARENTS, YOU WITH MY CATS AND YOU EVEN CHANGED MY DOG'S NAME TO MAXIE 🤗

[citrussunrises]

Greys anatomy writers love to bat around Owen like a wet rat that mean little kids play tennis with

[lesb0]

better question for last anon: why is calling someone unremarkable or plain an insult. beauty isn't virtue. 75% of people in the world are some variation of plain. being plain is fine. chill out

that said... i was actually surprised by how much people are defending chappell when she managed to present her point in such a rude way that i, who AGREES STRONGLY with the principle of "celebrities aren't your friends and parasocial relationships are weird", was kinda like.... okay girl, calm down lol. asking for pictures with a celebrity or saying hi isn't stalkerish.

when doja cat was very similarly aggressive to fans who were legit being MUCH weirder than chappell's fans, she was dragged to hell and back. if tswift is anything other than gushingly loving at her fans, she's dragged to hell and back. this is a fascinating difference

yeah "I don't give a fuck about you creeps and weirdos" is an insane way to address the problems with celebrity worship syndrome and people taking pictures. those freaks are the people streaming her shit 50x in a row. she's trying to work at mcdonald's or something? 💀

An abuelita took pics of me on the metro this morning and people stopped me to say I was a beautiful model at whole foods, I got catcalled and stared at 50000 times and I didn't flip my shit at anyone. that's just a regular day. I think there's def a little bit of a privilege to being the most average mediocre looking girl in the pop game rn, like nobody sees her as a "threat" even at her meanest so she can get away with career suicide for any other woman

[madisonlovestaylor]

oh hi!

my name is madison🫶🏼 from CA but just moved to D.C. for work!! I’m 22 and have just graduated college trying to survive in the real world / my masters program & never grow up

loved tay since 2007! I vividly remember my mom taking me to target to buy the fearless / og tswift CDs and I’ve been hooked ever since.

i love folklore and red, they’re my babies (midnights&rep&1989 honourable mentions). I sobbed when she played exile LA N4. I manifested that soooo hard. It’s my most played song for 3 years now and it was just such a special moment (sorry to the people around me who had to hear my whale mixed with dying cat singing voice) i lost my mind.

thankful for Taylor & this community for being my safe space, never failing to make me feel included and happy, & for all the memories I’m holding on to.

[shimmerystyles]

Better Together - Harry x Reader (Part 3 to What are you doing, NYE?)

Summary: Y/N's big day has arrived and Harry's made it his mission to make it up to y/n, after all, they're better together.

Warnings: Swearing, fluff GALORE.

a/n: read parts 1 and 2 before this one, otherwise you'll be VERY lost. thanks for all the love and keeping me accountable for actually writing a finale! love you all<3

this is the FINALE! yay! enjoy my loves!

word count: 3.4k

two recommended songs that i mentioned in this story to listen to at any point! all too well (10 min version heh) by tswift and i hear a symphony by cody fry<3

y/n's outfits: 1 , 2 harry's outfits: 1

"C'mon, Y/N... it's been WEEKS. You've got to get yourself back out there. If not for a boyfriend at LEAST for makeup se-"

"LIV!" You interrupted her hitting her arm in the process.

"Owwwww. Girl you're mean when you're sad, this has GOTTA change." She rubs her arm and shakes her head at you.

"Anyways, GIRL. Your birthday is TOMORROW!"

"Yeah, I'm glad I didn't plan anything, I'm sitting my ass at home with Mitzi."

Liv stares down at your newly adopted cat, Mitzi. Sleeping on the pillow next to you on the couch.

"No offence babe, but Mitzi isn't exactly... a hoot."

You gasp.

"Don't listen to her my love. Who needs men, a party, or anything when I have you." You pet her head and she purrs into it.

"Okay. I love you Y/N/N, but it's time to get out of this slump girl. You're going out for your birthday."

You look over at Liv with pleading eyes. "Please don't make me."

"Listen, Y/N. I kind of already planned something.."

You groaned. "Uggghhhhhhh. Liv. Whyyyy?"

"Stop whining and say "Thank you bestie for pulling me out of my slump over the man who was supposed to be the love of my life!!"

"Ouch. Thanks for the reminder, Liv." You pulled your knees up to your chest and Liv sighed softly.

"You know I mean well, Y/N/N. You deserve the best. Even if that means it's not Harry."

You've been holding onto hope that you and Harry would come back together in the last coming weeks, especially recently. He went from calling and texting you dozens of times a day to sometimes not even once a day. You felt him slipping away and it was killing you inside.

--FLASHBACK--

You ran into your house, hearing Liv call your name over and over but slamming your bedroom door behind you and locking it.

"Y/N/N, please talk to me."

"Just go away, Liv. Please." Your voice broke as you pushed out the plea to Liv.

She sighs. "I'll be downstairs babe, I'm so sorry."

Tears flooded your vision as you shuffled over to your desk, staring at all the pictures of you and Harry you'd put there. You wiped your eyes and felt your hand form into a fist. You angrily picked up a picture frame and threw it at the wall, flinching at the sound of broken glass hitting your floor. You took yourself by surprise and gasped.

Every ounce of hurt, anger, sadness, had all flood in at once. Your impulsiveness had shaken you and you felt so unlike yourself that you were terrified.

You walked over to the broken frame, hesitantly picking up the photo of you and Harry. The day you both got caught in the rain and one of your friends had taken a candid of you both dancing around the down pour with huge smiles on your faces.

You smiled weakly at the photo as more tears streamed down your cheeks. You held the photo to your chest as you felt yourself start to whimper as the crying got heavier.

You lost your person, not once, but twice now. Your know your heart isn't ready to heal. It's only going to hurt more by looking at all of these photos and reminders of your once amazing relationship with the love of your life.

You carefully walk back to the desk and grab a small empty box, filling all your photos and items from Harry in it. Every item picked up is a memory that floods your mind. You bring the box past your mirror but you stop as something dangling distracts you.

The necklace.

You took the small heart in your two fingers and glide your thumb over the engraving.

To Y/N, my only angel.

You kept the necklace on. You couldn't bring yourself to take it off. It wasn't something you could get rid of. It was something that brought back the best feeling of love and warmth. You knew the second that necklace comes off, you would feel a never ending cold.

You take the box of everything and place it on the floor of your closet, sliding the door shut.

Only in time will you heal. Only in time will you truly understand Harry and his actions and if he truly deserves a third chance... but for now..

That remains tucked away behind closed doors.

--PRESENT--

You grabbed your phone from beside you on the couch and see a text from Harry.

H - Good morning, Y/N.

You smiled weakly. You missed him. It wasn't hard to tell.

"Anyways, girl. I planned the PERFECT party! It's going to be a fun, winter-esque theme and.... A PRIVATE SKATING RINK!"

"Uhhh, Liv, where did you get the money for this? You and I both know you are always broke and can barely buy a cheeseburger from Dons..."

"I have my ways. My new boo has some money and he's been veeeery generous to us."

You raised a brow and smirked at Liv. "Us?"

"Hell yeah, babe. You need a Gucci bag, I got you!" She lifted her Gucci tote and you laughed in shock.

"Liv, how the hell do you get yourself into these situations?" You admired the bag and she giggled.

"Honestly babe, it's a long story. For another time. Right now, we gotta go shopping for a birthday outfit!!!!" She squealed jumping up from the couch.

You chuckled at her excitement and took her hand, yelping as she pulls you up too quickly.

"TO THE MALL!"

---

"Liv, I look ridiculous."

She put you in a long, PUFFY jacket and giant ear muffs. Leather pants and a lace bodysuit underneath the jacket. You felt like you were going to two different parties.

"Babe, this is PERFECT for your party! What do you mean?"

"I look like I should be going to a club in Canada." You took the jacket off and Liv shrugged.

"I mean, IIII think you look great."

You rolled your eyes. "I'm gonna try on MY option now."

You walked back into the dressing room and heard Liv sigh. "Okay but I'm sure my outfit is cuter!"

You put on the black turtleneck dress and black coat and immediately you feel more like yourself.

You walked out of the fitting room and Liv gasps.

"Okay I lied, this is CUTE! Soooo you!"

You smiled. "I think this is it. With stockings and booties, it'll be gorgeous!"

"Okay, outfit's picked! All that's left is to show up and you're set!"

You pulled Liv into a hug and she squeaked in shock. "You okay, Y/N/N?" She rubs your back.

"Thank you for everything, Liv. It's been a rough couple weeks. I'm so grateful for you."

"Awwwww, bestie!!! I love you, you're my number one girl forever!"

You pulled away and walked back into the change room. You were still hesitant about the party but Liv and this new outfit made you feel better about it.

---

"WAKE UP BESTIE!!"

You groaned at the sound of Liv singing at your bedroom door. "5 more minutes, please." You pulled your pillow over your head upon hearing the door open.

"Bestie! It's your birthday! It's your dayyyy!" Liv got on the bed and started jumping up and down singing the same words over and over.

"Liiiiiv, let me sleep. It'll still be my birthday 10 minutes from now."

She plopped down next to you and giggled. "No can do, missy." She took your pillow and you groaned again.

"Y/N, it's 2 in the afternoon. We have to get ready for the party!"

You sat up and wiped your eyes to help wake up. "I feel miserable." You said stretching your arms up and back.

"Oh come onnnn, you know this is going to be your BEST birthday yet! You have no idea!"

You shook your head and smiled.

"Okay okay, I'm getting up!"

Liv squealed and opened the door of your bedroom again. "Guys, work your magic!"

Your eyes got wider as you watched two men walk in with suitcases full of makeup and hair products. You watched them set up their stuff at your vanity and you scoffed at Liv. "Liiiiiiv, what did you do?"

"Happy Birthday, bestie!! Enjoy the hair and makeup on me! I'm gonna go grab you Starbucks, you have a good time! Also, girl, make your bed... you have guests!" She winks and you roll your eyes at her with a smile.

You got up to the vanity and immediately they started working on your hair. They lightly curled it while doing a sparkly makeup look to match the extravagant winter wonderland theme Liv set up for you.

You couldn't lie, you were so excited for the fun plan Liv set up for you, but part of you wished Harry would be apart of your day too. You grabbed your phone to see if he messaged you as normal, but today, nothing. Not even a good morning like he would send everyday.

You were hurt.

"Bestieeee, I got your iced vanilla latte with extra va- babe, no tears!!! Don't you ruin this makeup this wasn't cheap girl." Liv ran up and grabbed a tissue to avoid mascara running.

"H-he didn't even wish me a Happy Birthday Liv, nothing."

Liv rolled her eyes. "Y/N, I love you, but girl... the guy doesn't technically owe you that. You're not together."

"Well I thought he was better than this, to completely isolate me. Especially on my birthday."

"Girl, today's YOUR day. Don't let him ruin it for you."

You nodded reluctantly, letting the hair and makeup guys finish up as you sipped your latte, humming softly as the flavours filled you with happiness.

---

"You ready, Y/N?"

You walked out of your room in your outfit and grabbed your beanie to throw on your head before heading out.

"Ready."

Liv reaches her hand out to yours and you take it, following her out to the car service she set up to take you to the venue.

As you started the drive, you took out your phone and saw a messages from your friends and family, but the one person you wanted to talk to wasn't reaching out at all.

Your smile quickly faded and Liv noticed instantly. "We're almost there, Y/N/N." She takes your hand and squeezes it, causing you to smile weakly.

As you pulled into the parking lot, you saw many, MANY cars. You began to feel overwhelmed. "Tell me there's other events happening here."

Liv shook her head. "No love, just your day! The ENTIRE rink is booked for tonight!"

You were dumbfounded at how many people were here for you, your day. This was a lot.

You got out of the car and walked to the entrance but stopped as you approached the entrance.

"Maybe this isn't a good idea." You say to Liv, turning yourself around. "Y/N, come on, it's okay!"

"No, I don't know if I'm ready for this. I just want to go home."

Liv takes your hand again. "I'm not leaving your side, Y/N. I promise."

You squeeze her hand and she rubs the top of your hand with her thumb. "Come on, let's go skate and enjoy your night!"

Liv opens the entrance and you're instantly greeted by a big crowd of your family and friends cheering for you. You wipe a happy tear as you laugh in shock. You scan the crowd and immediately your eyes stop at the center of the crowd.

"Harry?"

He smiles softly and you don't know what comes over you but you run over to him and jump into his arms, him taking you in right away.

"Hi, love. Happy Birthday."

You smile into the scarf around his neck. He didn't forget. He didn't forget your birthday, he didn't forget you.

"OKAY PARTY PEOPLE LETS SKAAAATE!" Liv yells and the crowd cheers, making their way to the ice.

"Well, shall we?" Harry holds out his arm for you to hook onto, you take it with a smile. "I'm ready to watch you fall on your butt." Harry scoffs and dramatically grips his chest. "Uhh, definitely you, not me." You hit his arm playfully and walk over to the skates desk to pick up your sizes.

The second you have your skates on you immediately step on the ice, doing a graceful spin.

"Now hold on, you didn't tell me you were good at ice skating?" Harry smirks standing up. "I'm alright, can you keep up, slowpoke?" You spin again and start to glide across the ice. "Oh you're on." Harry steps on the ice and barely catches his balance. You giggle at his clumsiness and he smirks. After a few seconds he glides like a pro and your jaw drops.

"Now hold on, YOU didn't tell me you were good either??" You wink, spinning around him. "Not as good as you, you're doing circles around me and my.. whatever you call this." He chuckles, trying to catch up to you.

You slow down to wait for him and he reaches for your hand. You extend it and he loses his balance as he grabs onto your hand and you both fall, you falling on top of him. You both laugh at his fall but immediately break laughter when you are met with eye contact. The feelings flood back almost immediately, the love, the happiness, the memories, all coming back into this one moment.

"You still have it on?" You blink out of your daze and hum him a "Hmm?" to get him to repeat.

"The necklace, you still have it." He smiles.

"Oh, yeah. That's the one thing I couldn't part with. It was too important.. plus it felt like it kept you-"

"Y/N!" You look up and Liv is holding her hand out to help you. You look down at Harry and feel the blush flood your cheeks. "Babe, you okay... did I interrupt something?" You roll your eyes. "I'm okay, Harry broke my fall." Harry chuckled. "My pleasure, birthday girl. I'll see you later." He gets up and skates away, leaving you with Liv. Liv slaps your forearm and you grab it immediately in pain.

"OW!" You exclaim. Liv chuckles. "You seem to be having a fun birthday." She winks. You shake your head. "I have to admit, Liv. You really know how to throw a party."

"Y/N. I didn't actually plan this." You look at her for a moment confused. "What do you mean?"

She smirks. "Who else would go to all these lengths, just to see you smile?"

You furrow your brows at her. "My family did this?"

She slaps your arm again. "OWWWW"

"You idiot, Harry did this. He's the one who paid and planned the ENTIRE thing. He wasn't even going to come, until I told him he was the one person you'd want to see tonight. He wanted me to take the credit but this, this was all him I could never take credit for something THIS good. I may not have always been nice to Harry, but this guy LOVES you. Like LOVE LOVES you. If you want to give him chance number 3, I won't be upset."

You feel a small smile creep on your face.

"Liv, you have no idea how happy that makes me." You pull Liv into a hug, almost losing your balance on the ice. She giggles. "Girl, don't make me regret it. Fix this with your mans. I don't wanna change my mind."

"I'm gonna get off the ice for a bit, give my legs a break and go grab a coffee." Liv nods. "I'll be with my mans and the kiddy cart he has to use to keep up with me." You snort at her comment and she skates off to help her man skate around.

You skate over to the entryway and take a seat to slip your skates off. You leave them tied on the bench as you slip your boots back on to walk over to the coffee merchant that was open.

"Vanilla iced latte, please."

The barista nods and makes your drink. "There you go, Happy Birthday." You smile and thank them before walking to the viewing area of the arena. You sip your coffee, the small hum escaping your lips at the flavour.

"Care for company?" You look over and Harry is standing next to you. You gesture to the seat next to you and he takes it.

"So, good birthday?" He asks, sipping his coffee. You nod. "Liv did a good job, huh?" He says with a smile. You smirk. "Yeah, you did good, Styles." He chokes on his drink and you laugh. "Who told?" He said with raised brows. "Liv." You say simultaneously. He shakes his head with a smile. "Shoulda known."

You watch your family and friends skate around on the ice, smiling at the kids skating with their parents, the couples skating together and Liv, skating with... well, helping her boyfriend. As you're scanning the arena, I Hear A Symphony starts to play over the speakers. You look over at Harry, his eyes glued to the rink below. You smile softly.

"Harry.. can I ask you something?" He nods and you turn to face him.

You sigh and smile. "This.. this is nice and all but, why did you do this for me? After all the crap we've dealt with.. why?"

He turns to face you. "No matter what, your importance in my life never changed. You continue to be incredibly significant to me. I told Liv I wanted to see you happy on your birthday and even offered to not come so you could fully enjoy yourself. I care about you a lot, Y/N."

You feel a small smile form.

"I appreciate your generosity and kindness, Harry. Truly, this is the best birthday I've had in a long time. You didn't have to do this for me."

He smiled weakly. "I'd do anything for you, Y/N."

You looked down at your feet. "Anything?" He hummed a yes response and you looked back at him.

"Kiss me."

He looked at you wide eyed. "W-what?"

"Harry, kiss me."

You look into his eyes, the pleading coming through instantly. He shifts close enough to you to grab your face with his hands and kiss you. You've longed for this, you've both been dying to do this since the second you saw each other at the entrance. You missed him, his presence, his kisses, everything.

This is what you needed.

Harry broke the kiss and you smiled. "I missed you." You said breathlessly. He put his forehead against yours and smiles softly. "I missed you more, love."

You kiss him one more time, having him peck your lips every time you try to pull away. You giggle at how eager he is. "Harry, I promise you can kiss me more later!" You say between kisses. He kisses you one last time and you both smile in the kiss. "Sorry I can't help it. I've got a lot of lost time to make up for." He kisses your hand and you kiss his back. "We have A LOT of catching up to do, H."

You stand up and hold out your hand to him. "Come on, clumsy. Let's go show these losers what real skaters look like." Harry laughs and takes your hand, pulling you back down into his lap. Your eyes meet again and you both smile.

"I love you, Y/N."

You smile. "And I love you, H."

He kisses you one more time, the smile never leaving either of your lips.

Happiness, that's all you could feel having Harry back with you at your side.

After all...

You're better together.

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MY BABIES. I'M SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG!!! LNJAFSKAN

I know I promised this in 2022. here we are, halfway through january 2023 and just getting around to posting this. i hope you don't hate this. i wanted it to end cute and cozy and just ahhhhhh the FLUFF!

i love you all, more HS writing will come :)

all the best, lexi

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[katiesharms]

The Lover one was amazing, but what about YOUR fav T Swift song with hangster

this has been sitting in my inbox for so long because i couldn't figure out my fave tswift song. but i've decided (it's subject to change)

the archer - taylor swift they see right through me/do you see right through me?

jake learned a long time ago that the best offense is a good defense. that high walls and an impenetrable facade will keep him safer than anything else he's tried. underneath it all, his heart is still tender; his underbelly is still soft. all it takes is one well aimed press of a boot heel, and he's bleeding over the pristine porcelain tile of his carefully constructed persona.

he tries as hard as he can to make sure no one is able to find those places on him where the skin hasn't grown back over the wound, where his heart is there for the taking.

it gets harder after the mission.

jake's hangman shield starts to slip. gradually at first, as he becomes closer to the other pilots. joking with them and letting them in on his fear of heights. but then it begins to slip further.

rooster starts playing 'cat's in the cradle' one night at the hard deck, and jake freezes, just for a moment. when he comes back to himself, phoenix is watching him carefully. fanboy throws an arm around him on the beach to ask jake something, and his breath smells so strongly of beer that jake flinches. when he looks up, bob has his brow furrowed.

it comes to a head their first time in the air after the mission.

jake flies fine. well, even. he hits his marks and executes his maneuvers, textbook perfect. then he climbs out of the jet, walks over to the edge of the carrier, and pukes his guts out into the pacific ocean. when he pulls back, the bitter acid taste coating his mouth, he makes eye contact with rooster.

jake hopes the other man forgets it. he knows that's a wild dream, but still. he and rooster aren't friends. sure, they aren't as hostile as they once were. jake's started to lower his defenses, let people in. he doesn't use combat as the default mood of interaction anymore, and their relationship is better for it.

but there's an edge of uncertainty between them. like neither of them know what to do when they're not actively hating one another. of all the people to see behind the mask of hangman, jake's the most worried about rooster.

that night, there's a knock on jake's door.

it's rooster on the other side, looking as uncertain as jake has ever seen him. more at sea than right before he got in an f-18 and flew an impossible mission. jake doesn't know if he likes what that says about bradley's perception of him.

he opens the door cautiously.

"you need something?" he asks instead of greeting the other man.

"can i, uh. can i come in?" rooster asks hesitantly, hands stuffed in his pockets.

jake doesn't answer but does swing the door open wider, stepping over to let bradley in.

"i fear i don't have much to offer you in terms of hospitality, but if you want a glass of tap water or a cider, i can get one for you."

"i noticed that," bradley says almost under his breath.

"huh?" jake can't help but ask, grabbing two ciders from the fridge.

"it's always cider, never beer. whenever you're drinking."

"oh," jake says dumbly. "i'm not a big beer guy."

it's an easier answer than explaining how the smell of it still makes his stomach churn, over a decade out of his father's house. bradley seems to understand it anyway.

"so, why are you here?" jake asks bluntly.

"i wanted to make sure you're okay," bradley says carefully, studying the way jake peels at the label of his cider.

"i'm fine," jake answers shortly, really not wanting to get into this with rooster of all people. anyone else would've been easier to stomach, but something about it being rooster, bradley, in jake's kitchen, asking him if he's okay, is too much.

"are you sure? because you lost your lunch to the ocean today," bradley pushes.

"jesus, rooster, i said i'm fine. leave it."

bradley does for a minute, sipping his cider silently. then he speaks again.

"you know, ever since the mission, my hands have been shaking. at night, when i'm reliving it. when i think about flying. it's why they haven't cleared me yet."

jake had been wondering about that. about why all of them are back in training protocols and bradley is stuck on the ground.

"so," bradley continues, "if you ever want to talk about it, i'm here."

something twists in jake's gut.

"is that what you want from me? some kind of trauma buddy?" his tone is a bit too nasty for the circumstances, but jake can't help it.

"well, no," bradley frowns. "i want-" he starts and stops, taking a deep breath. "i want a lot more than that from you. but i figured we could start small."

"we're not friends," jake practically sneers. "if you're here out of some misguided pity, just leave."

bradley's eyes widen. "that's not why i'm here, jake. i mean, how many people in the world understand what we've been through? i just thought, i dunno. we could do this together."

"there's nothing wrong with me," jake insists, feeling himself shrink.

"i never said that," bradley says firmly. "look, we understand each other in a way maybe no one else ever will. why can't we be there for each other? i want," bradley pauses, sucking in a breath. "i want to be there for you."

"you mean that? because you can't come here and say all this shit and then not follow through. i can't deal with that, not from you."

bradley gets up slowly, rounding on jake and cupping his chin gently.

"i mean it, jake. we can hold onto each other."

"what else do you want?" jake asks, voice a whisper.

bradley smiles softly. "i mean, i'd like to take you on a date. if you're interested."

jake feels like crying. he feels like flying.

"i'd be interested," he confirms, and bradley breaks out into a grin. "one condition, though."

"anything."

"kiss me."

bradley obliges.

[buckgettingcrushed]

short, sad and a guaranteed 100% taylor swift free playlist about Whatever The Fuck Is Wrong With Him.

Featuring songs like Desperado by Linda Ronstad, Steady As She Goes by The Raconteurs,Bad Catholics by The Menzingers, Metal Heart by Cat Power and of course the classic Silver Springs by Fleetwood Mac this playlist can be enjoyed on shuffle but I did put them sort-of in an order that made sense to me, especially the closing song feels like a gentle outro from all the catholic guilt, angst and repressed homosexuality

disclaimer! i am neutral on the topic of taylor swift some of my best friends are swifties etc i just got so tired of trying to find good 911- themed playlists and seeing the same 5 Tswift songs over and over