#midnights 3am edition

[anervousmirrorball]

you're on your own kid 💛 you always have been 🩵

[thegirlivealwaysbeen]

like snow on the beach...

[shakeitoff6202]

A whole mood rn

[rosegardensthorns]

women don’t owe men SHIT but if you see jack antonoff or aaron dessner you DO owe them a little pat on the head

[wineonmytshirt]

Dear Reader // Taylor Swift

[mmemirrorball]

my honest to god reaction to hearing “give me back my girlhood it was mine first” for the first time

[baby-girl-aaron-dessner]

Details of Taylor Swift’s original Midnight bodysuit.

This crystal embellished bodysuit is custom made by Oscar de la Renta. It took over 315 hours to complete.

[hits-differently]

I regret you all the time

[somedesignstuff]

Meant to post this on Halloween night.. oops 😬

Also, ended up making that IG account after all, I won’t promise daily posts but something close to it. At least while the inspiration flows.

[burntblueberrywaffles]

YOU DONT UNDERSTAND I NEED TO BUY THE CD I NEED TO HOLD IT IN MY HANDS I NEED IT

[ourstaturestouchtheskies]

Saint Joan of Arc – Paul de La Boulaye // Would've, Could've, Should've – Taylor Swift

[anervousmirrorball]

burn all the files, desert all your past lives

[bylunna]

taylor swift - midnights (3am edition)

like or reblog if you save/use

[mariamastermind]

You’re on your own, kid. Yeah you can face this

“You’re On Your Own, Kid”, 2022, Midnights

I’m a real tough kid. I can handle my shit

“I Can Do It With a Broken Heart”, 2024, THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT

[misalpav]

whoosh so taylor is releasing a song with ice spice of ALL people and you just know that some absolutely aloof swifties are gonna come out w some "see she's doing her best to salvage the situation" bullshit. this is a pr stunt at its best and it's way too fast to not be planned. before any of you say any of that they're trying to fix it, if healy even remotely wanted to fix his past then why the flying fuck is he making taylor do it for him? he's a grown ass man and if he truly felt any remorse he is fully capable of speaking for himself. if anything it's j taylor's latest version of performative activism.

edit: this post reached the wrong audience so I'm adding this bc i don't have the time to respond to everyone. #swifties dni

[herlondonboy]

High Infidelity

Pairings: Xavier Thorpe x gn!reader / Xavier Thorpe x Wednesday Addams

Summary: chase two girls, lose The 1

Warnings: cheating, infidelity, Xavier gets slapped. lmk if there are any more

Word Count: 0.8k

You loved Xavier so much. More than he would ever know. He was the sunshine on your darkest days; the moonlight and the stars in the sky. He was just yours. But that all changed when Wednesday Addams came to Nevermore.

You went to his art shed only to discover that the locks had been changed. You knocked on the door and heard Xavier curse and rush around the small room. A couple minutes later, he unlocked the door and greeted you with messy hair. You noticed how his lips were slightly swollen, but ignored it as he invited you in.

“So, uh, what brings you here, y/n?” Xavier asked, leaning against the doorframe.

“Can’t an Outcast come and see their boyfriend every now and again?” You joked, leaning up to kiss him. He smelt of death, the same scent the new girl smelt of. “I was wondering if you wanted to go to the movies. We could watch that new horror film you want to see so bad.”

“Oh.” He mumbled, looking back. “I, uhm, I’m kind of busy at the moment. Maybe tomorrow?” He asked sheepishly.

“Oh. Yeah, sure.” You nodded. You went to walk away before turning to him. “And how come you changed the locks?”

“Oh, I just have a surprise for our anniversary next month.” Xavier shrugged nonchalantly and your smile dropped slightly.

“Okay, see you.” You waved. “Love you.”

“Fare thee well.” Xavier joked. You waited a second, but the words you wished to hear never came.

It had been like that for a while now. Ever since Wednesday Addams arrived, you became more of a friend than a partner. Long, late night walks became ‘Sorry, Wednesday needs my help.’ He’d let go of your hand whenever he saw Wednesday, wouldn’t say ‘I love you’ back whenever she was in earshot distance. It hurt.

This boy that would once bring you breakfast when you were sick; this boy that would once teach you how to draw simple things under the moonlight, gone. Gone into a fraction of the man he was. This act of high infidelity destroyed you.

Part of you longed for him to tell you the truth, you wanted to hear it from him, not from your peers that had been under the impression that the two of you had broken up. They had seen Xavier’s moves, the ones he made on Wednesday. Your heart broke when everyone came to console you. You had no idea what was going on, having had the flu and being bedridden. Enid, Wednesday’s roommate attacked you with a hug the first time she saw you that week. You awkwardly patted her back in confusion and she broke away to explain. Xavier had been seen kissing Wednesday under the moonlight in your spot.

That was a month ago. You figured that if he really cared, he would’ve tried harder to keep it a secret. He should know, there's many different ways that you can kill the one you love. The slowest way is never loving them enough.

You were left doubting yourself. Did Wednesday have something that you don’t? Were you not as pretty as Wednesday? How could someone so in love with you just fall out of love like that? Did he ever even love you?

“I’m breaking up with you.” Xavier said. The date was April 29th. Your anniversary. He hadn’t shown up for your date and now here he was, breaking you with you. Who the hell does he think he is? “I… i think that you were manipulating me with your siren song and-"

You cut him off by punching his face. “You cheat on me for months and have the audacity to blame me?” You asked in shock, holding your pounding hand. Xavier looked shock. “Oh, you think I don’t know? You think that I don’t know that you kissed Wednesday in our spot under the moonlight? I built that place. I made the handles paintbrushes, not her. I said I love you there, not HER!” You yelled.

“y/n, calm down.” Xavier said quietly, looking at all of the eyes on you.

“Don’t tell me to calm down. I am calm!” You exclaimed. “No, Xavier, I break up with you.” You then said.

“Am I interrupting something?” A monotone voice said, making you jump out of your skin.

Xavier looked distraught and you turned to see Wednesday Addams. “Yes.” You said, turning back to your boyfriend. “I love you. You are my sun and my moon and my stars. I can’t even find it in my heart to hate you.” Tears gathered in your eyes as you spoke your mind. “Did I do something? Am I not pretty enough? Not cool enough?”

“It’s not you, it’s me.” Xavier said. You wanted to call BS, but he continued. “I fell out if love with you and instead of telling you, I lead you on.”

“But why? When?” You had began crying.

“I don’t know.” He admitted. “I just know that when I saw Wednesday, I felt what I felt when we first started dating.”

I didn’t mean to hurt you. But you did. You did, you did.