#op is a swiftie

[sleepingintheflowers]

[mulderscully]

so when is taylor swift gonna use her girl power to tell her fans to vote of kamala harris hmmm

[thesunpersists]

playlist for chapter 3 of the third thing

listen on spotify read on ao3

[sprnklersplashes]

example 1: songs that work together thematically or are about the same subject eg. nothing new x dear reader, the bolter x getaway car, clara bow x mirrorball

example 2: songs that might not fit together thematically but have similar melodies and easily blend into one another eg. the black dog x come back be here, imgonnagetyouback x dress

example 3: songs that have similar themes but in opposite directions so they are bookending the same story eg. the great war x you're losing me (this was my mashup btw!), maroon x cornelia street, come back... be here x the way I loved you x the other side of the door, sweet nothing x hoax

example 4: times she picks songs that are not about similar themes and do not have similar sounds and it sounds like the picked them by throwing darts at a board but I don't care I love them anyway eg. sparks fly x I can fix him (no really I can), would've could've should've x ivy

[sabrinapolls]

reblog for better results ♡

[fellaswiththehellagoodhair]

saw this discourse on ig and it was really mixed. please join in. i know what id prefer but im curious what all of you think

[saulwexler]

how people assume taylor's music sounds:

the actually vibe:

[shesquicksand]

[forsaken-sedai]

Taylor really did go off with "It's me, hi, I'm thr problem it's me!"

Like yesssssss exactly that

Op is a swiftie

[loud-heartbeats]

Guys, I'm still the bravest soldier. Who's clapping?

[fridayiminlcve]

and are the poetry or literature or brains in the room with us right now?

[sprnklersplashes]

all I am saying is that as an aro swiftie, screaming "she would've made such a lovely bride what a shame she's fucked in the head" at the eras tour was one of the most cathartic moments of my entire life

[jonathanbyersphd]

I do think you can dislike Taylor Swift that's fine like your opinion is valid.

But what I do take issue with is when you know you're talking to someone who you know is a fan and just absolutely keep ranting about how much you hate her.

Like I'm sorry but I don't care and you're being rude

[thisismeracing]

Paddock Pass (Taylor's version) | CL16

⸺ there are many perks to being Charles Leclerc's girlfriend. You get free paddock passes, you're able to watch him chase his dreams while you work on yours from the garage, and of course, you get Charles. What you didn't know is that he would add a new thing to this list: your favorite singer in the garage (based on this request). ✓ mentions of food; friends to lovers; not proofread; fem!reader (she/her). 0.8k words

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Life has a funny way of making things happen. You knew it from an early age, and it was kind of funny looking back at it now, as Charles' girlfriend.

As a shy kid from Monaco, your childhood wasn't exactly the most social one - you were shy, wore glasses, and liked to keep things to yourself. That's how you ended up discovering Taylor's music and became friends with Charles at the early age of 7.

During the summer holidays, with not many friends to enjoy the time except for one girl from school who happened to be traveling, you ended up going with your mom to the hairdresser. The owner saw how uncomfortable you were with all the noise and people and showed you to the waiting area, a room with a big TV and a few toys. You were the only one there, and the echo of the TV caught your attention. It was playing a song you had never heard before, a blonde singer wearing glasses and pajamas sang with all her strength. You were entranced by the image, so much so that the door opening didn't catch your attention until someone poked at your shoulder. "Hi, I'm Charles," and just like Taylor was singing, he belonged with you.

Eighteen years later, you were in the Ferrari garage working on your computer while Charles got ready for quali. Since it was the Vegas GP, and you didn't like the rush and lights that much, you chose to stay in the deepest area of the home motor curled on a blanket waiting until it was time for the race to begin.

"Cherie, Kika is looking for you at the Alpine garage," Charles knocked on the door, and peeked his head inside, smiling fondly at you.

You adjusted your glasses, "Tell her to come here."

"She's having lunch there, told me she got your favorite snacks for dessert," he explained, and you bit your lips. "There are not as many people out there since it's qualy," Charles tried to reassure you and you nodded, grabbing your cardigan and lacing your fingers with his.

"I told her to wait for you. Hopefully, she did," he had this funny smile on his face, and if you weren't so tired from the flight the other day, you would nag him about it.

You walked hand in hand to the Alpine garage, Charles stopping here and there to take a few pictures, but nothing as crazy as Sundays usually are.

When you finally reached the pink and blue facility, things seemed different. You didn't know how to pinpoint what exactly it was, but you felt like the usual rush was slightly blessed, and from previous experience, you bet someone important was inside.

"I've been waiting forever to do this for you, I couldn't have done it sooner because of the whole world tour thing and you know how hectic it was for her, right?"

You furrowed your eyebrows, feeling your glass frames move in your face, "What are you talking about, Char?"

He shook his head, kissed your forehead, and entered the garage. The first thing you saw was a mass of a man, huge. Then you heard his laugh, and it sounded familiar. The second he turned around with a big smile on his face, you felt your knees weakened, not because of him but because of someone likely there along with him.

"THE Travis Kelce?" You whispered to Charles still holding his hand, and he beamed.

"Hey, Yn! Nice to meet you! Your boyfriend was just talking about you minutes ago," he took a few steps in your direction, offering you a handshake, and you took it.

"He said you were the biggest fan," you heard her voice before seeing her, and when she stepped around Travis, you almost fainted.

"Oh, sweet Jesus-," you screeched, and everyone laughed.

"Taylor! Oh my God! I've been listening to you since I was a kid," you whispered, trying to hold back the tears and the laughter of happiness bubbling inside.

"Careful now, or you'll make me feel old," she joked and opened her arms, motioning for you to get inside the hug. You glanced at Charles, silently thanking him, and crashed into your idol's arms. Her hug was warm and tight, and you felt like you could stay there for hours. Her hands caressed your back up and down feeling how emotional you got and trying to comfort you.

When you took a step back, you saw how her gaze softened, looking at the T pendant Charles got you when you were still little kids. She pointed to a nearby bench, "Everyone's trying to explain how this works, but I still don't get it. Can you enlighten me on the F1 world as someone who's been in it since childhood?" Your brows furrowed in a second, but you smiled brightly at her. She seemed to get your confusion, explaining, "Charles was updating us on how you were the biggest Swiftie since you were a kid."

"Yeah, I met him when I first listened to your song too," you observed, sitting down, and turning to her.

"What? Now you gotta tell me this! This paddock pass was so worth it. F1 rules can wait, I'm a sucker for a love story."

"That I know," you giggled looking from her to Travis who seemed to be in a deep conversation with Charles.

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