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Meeting Taylor

SO everyone’s been asking me for my story of how this amazing picture came into my life:

and so I thought I’d finally get round to sharing my story!! Sorry that it’s taken so long (almost a week - oops!) it’s just been totally crazy with me and I just want to take this chance to first of all thank you for all the reblogs, likes and support you guys gave me, and for being so kind and lovely after it finally happened!!

My 1989 tour story starts at the Glasgow date on 23rd June 2015 (although my story with @taylorswift starts way back). At the Glasgow date, I camped out with some lovely gals from @thescotlandsquad - @forever-dreaming-0f-you, @we-found-wonderland-in-1989, @taylorfreakinswiftt and @tayloralis0nswift! I was actually in Paris the weekend before at a convention, and was due to come home on the 23rd, but wouldn’t have made the concert so I swapped my flights over just so I could go. I wore my big white prom dress and camped all night (literally) with some of the best people - and something wonderful happened!! @taylorswift followed @forever-dreaming-0f-you and @tayloralis0nswift while we were on tumblr trying to let her know that we were already camping out for her!! We freaked out and it was the best. During the day of the concert we met up with a bunch of other fab people from @thescotlandsquad AND I FINALLY GOT TO MEET @panicatthetaylorswiftconcert!! This was all seriously cool and she brought Taylor’s coat that she got given in her valentines day package and she let me try it on and then Gaby said she was meeting Taylor and she took my scrapbook that I made for her in for me (which I will forver be grateful for and you are the best and I miss you) - side note THANK YOU TAYLOR FOR MAKING GABY SO HAPPY BECAUSE SHE IS THE SWEETEST - and then it was time for the show. I was in block 11, and it was the closest I had ever gotten to Taylor during a show (more on that later). I had the time of my life, although my dress was a bit too hot and it was hard to move but I really loved wearing it and people kept coming up to me to say how beautiful I looked and some people even asked for pictures with me, which was lovely. I got to speak to Sierra at the Taylor Nation booth and she was so so lovely. I bumped into @goodgirlwhoshopeful at the TN booth and we talked and then we had a picture of us taken (which would later end up on Taylor’s website!!) I then went to my seat and not long after, I see @nowthat-imclean and her mum being upgraded to pit!! Just after, I see @goodgirlwhoshopeful get upgraded too which is super cool. About halfway through the show, there was a message on the Scotland Squad facebook chat and it said that @oohiremember, @screaminggcolourr and @oohmymymyy had GOTTEN LOFT ‘89! Everyone really really wanted them to get it so we were all really really happy. And then I started to wonder if it was going to happen to me, since Taylor had been following me since May and had noticed my posts before. When it didn’t happen to me, I got so sad (I don’t even want to talk about how sad I was but if anyone saw me at the date after the concert was over you’ll know what I’m talking about.) But now I understand that it wasn’t meant to happen then, and that’s totally totally okay. 

Flash forward to 26th June 2015. Initially, I was only planning on attending the Glasgow date of the 1989 tour, but this was the day it all changed. I was just browsing tumblr when I saw that @xomol  was giving away a free ticket to the london show!! I quickly messaged to see if it was still available, and when she told me it was, I booked my train down without question. I had nowhere to stay or anything, I just hoped I would be able to stay in the train station overnight or something. I didn’t really care, all that mattered to me was seeing Taylor again. I narrowly missed my train the next day, and had to cry my way out of a £60 fine for getting on a later train (as technically my tickets weren’t valid). I got there eventually around 2pm and waited for Molly to arrive with my ticket. Around this time is when I bumped into @showyouincrediblethings who was an absolute darling and we queued for ages together! I got to meet up with my best friend @partyinhannahsroom and her sister while I was there too which was so great! I managed to find the (well hidden) Taylor Nation booth and Sierra was there again, and she recognised me from Glasgow! I said hi and I told her that it was a split decision and that I was just here because I kind of threw caution to the wind and emptied my bank account for the train down. She said she hoped I enjoyed the show and then I wandered off and managed to find @partyinhannahsroom by chance (since it was such a big place and it was all standing!) and then the concert started and Ellie Goulding was incredible and then Taylor came on and I stopped being able to cope with my life when she brought out the squad during Style - seriously Taylor OH MY GOD!! and then I wasn’t fussed about not being noticed by Andrea or anyone that night because I knew chances were really slim anyway and I just wanted to see Taylor again. I was so grateful to see the show a second time because this is the first tour where I’ve been able to go to multiple dates.

A week or so after that, I began to miss Taylor and the 1989 concert terribly, and I wondered about the idea of travelling to Asia to see the tour - since one of my ultimate goals is to see Taylor on every continent that she tours in. I put it out of my head and decided I couldn’t afford it, but when I started making money from my redbubble account I knew that seeing Taylor again was what I wanted to do with the money. I booked my hotel and invited @southwesteros to come to Singapore with me, since she studied it for her graded unit at college and she’d always wanted to visit there. I hadn’t bought my ticket by this point and the show was actually sold out, so I had to buy my ticket from viagogo. I was really worried about it being fake, but it wasn’t so that was good 

As everyone who follows me knows, I made this post about me attending 1989 Singapore this year after I found out where I would be sitting, and I reblogged it from August right through to just days before the concert. I knew there was no way I was going to be able to make any other dates this tour, so this was my last chance. I queued the post to post when I was sleeping, I constantly reblogged it whenever @taylorswift was online and started tweeting it to Taylor Nation on twitter and tagging them in posts about it on instagram. We flew out on November 6th and I didn’t hear anything for ages and ages and I was convinced it wasn’t going to happen, so I just got on my flight to Singapore. We were two hours delayed and then we finally got there on November 7th. When we got there, I logged on to the airport wifi (the first time I’d had wifi in around 24 hours) and I HAD AN EMAIL SAYING THAT TAYLOR NATION HAD DM’d ME ON TWITTER. I started to cry and I couldn’t deal with it and Gail had to calm me down,Then I replied and the next day I got a phonecall from Kevin to say that Taylor had seen my tumblr post that she loved it and everyone at Taylor Nation loved it and that she’d asked to meet me. I couldn’t believe it was finally happening! I thanked Kevin over and over again, and then he was like “we’ll see you tonight then!” and I said my goodbyes. We went around a shopping centre in Singapore and I was FREAKING OUT when I got another phone call - this time it was from Erica! She explained that it wasn’t an official meet and greet, and that it was going to happen backstage before Welcome To New York. She also said she was UPGRADING MY SEAT which meant that Gail could go to the concert which was super cool!! So I got upgraded to front row:

We then went to the venue and queued, here’s a picture of me queueing with my sign (which the venue took from me before I was allowed to get in and they threw it out so I couldn’t have it back but I didn’t really care at this point:

so they took the sign off me and then I went into the venue and sat in my (UPGRADED) seat and waited for Erica to come get me. She came and got me around quarter to 8, and Taylor was due to come on stage around 8. We went backstage and there was also two other girls, but I was the only one from tumblr. We were led to a door and told to wait there, and Taylor’s dancers were warming up right in front of us! A few of them introduced themselves and asked how we were holding up, and then suddenly they were gone and Taylor and Andrea appeared. 

The first thing Taylor did when she arrived was say “Hey Guys!” and came straight to hug me (TAYLOR HUGGED ME WHAT IS MY LIFE) and said “thank you for coming all this way, that’s crazy!” she then spoke to the two other girls who’d been asked to come backstage and I spoke to Mama Swift and she was so so lovely to me and we got this selfie: 

And then it was time for Taylor to talk to me. She came right up to me (I didn’t even have to introduce myself!) and she said: “ You’re so fun to follow on tumblr, you’re so fun!” and she said she’d seen my post that I’d reblogged “like 100 times” so basically she knew everything about me,  then she said my cat was cute and she love cats like that and that she loved that his name was Dusty because “he’s, like, Dusty.” (like the colour) and then I was like “I brought you a cat!!” because I’d brought her a cat toy thing thats hand moves when there’s a battery in it and she said she loved it and that she used to have one but she lost it, so this was really cool. I then said hi from @thescotlandsquad, and gave her Izzy’s (@iknowyouveheardaboutme) URL and she sent Izzy her love and then I told her that she’d saved my life and I thanked her for everything and she took my hands and said thank you too and she was holding my hand the entire time and we got a picture (Erica kept trying to get Taylor to hurry up I think, but she kept on talking to me) and we got a picture and then she had to go and we were led out by one of her team to the B-Stage and given B-Stage wristbands. The guy who was in charge of the B-Stage seemed confused that I was there and the member of Taylor’s team who led us out was like “oh she’s good, she’s Taylor’s.” SHE’S. TAYLOR’S. Taylor I’m yours now okay? Okay. And when the people around me saw that I met Taylor (because I’d already made the picture my lock screen, obviously) they let me straight through to the front and I was literally at the bottom of the B Stage and she looked at me all night and I genuinely have photos of her directly looking into my camera and basically the whole night was perfect and unbelieveable and I can’t believe this is my life. Thank you to everyone who’s been a part of my Taylor journey, eras past and present, and thank you to Taylor Nation for making this happen. Thank you to all my followers who stuck with me during my mass reblog of that post, it all paid off!! 

The biggest thank you goes to you, @taylorswift. Thank you for wanting to meet me and for making me feel just like we were best friends who just hadn’t met up in a while. Thank you for surprising me, and thank you for going to all that effort, because you really didn’t have to. I’ll never forget you as long as I live, Love you forever. <3 <3 <3

(photo creds to @southwesteros and Erica Worden)

Playing with Connor’s Hair HC’s

Connor Murphy x Reader

(Kept gender-neutral)

Request: “would you mind doing headcanons for playing with connor’s hair, please? i love the headcanons that you’ve posted and i’m excited to see more from you :)” 

Thanks so much for the request! Sorry for the wait on this one- I have some summer homework I have to cram in before school starts. But nevertheless, I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: Light swearing


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Dream trip.

Author Ladyoftheteaandblood

Happy fluff with Alternative fact Tom the actor and OC.

Underground trains were never my thing, I always worry about going the wrong way, or the wrong line. 

And far more scary what if it breaks down, and we all have to walk back down the tunnel​ in the dark to safety. Thus having to avoid the large man eating rats plus the zombies that live down there, that I’ve seen in every horror film.

So it takes a special reason to get me down here, and today I had one. I still however, had to find some way of distract myself from the thoughts of horror in my head and the only way for me to do that was people watch.

There was the family all together out for a day trip to London. The teen looked mighty pissed off that mum and dad had dragged them away from the computer, just to see some dusty relic that didn’t beat internet shenanigans.

The business man with his copy of a serious newspaper, who kept shaking the pages so we all got the fact he was reading it, and as he was reading it, it must mean he was important. 

The middle-aged lady in the corner who was reading something on her phone. I’d say smut by the happy expression and slightly heightened colour of her cheeks, that and the occasional high pitched giggled that escaped her lips.

The young lad who kept looking round at all the girls getting really embarrassed when they smiled  back at him, suddenly finding interest in his smart black shoes.

And the really tall handsome chap, who was reading a book and reminded me of….shit….wow…..Nope it really was Tom Hiddleston!

At which point he looked up, and seeing me opened mouth looking at him smiled that crazily sexy smile and returned his eyes and thoughts to his book.

I just couldn’t stop peeping at him, he was so handsome. I mean we all know he is but in the flesh, fifteen feet away from you, that bastard glows.

He unfortunately looked up at me again as I looked at him, so rather than look silly I signed in a language only known to a few -me-

 “Are you going to the tennis?” This involved me miming a game of tennis. What was I saying about not looking silly?

He grinned at me, eyes now sparkling and nodded his head, pointed back at me then repeated my tennis mime. 

I nodded with a huge grin because I’d wanted to go to Wimbledon for many years and this was the day, it was the reason I’d braved the bowels of the earth to do so.

Tom then mouthed “Center court?” I mimed back, by first rubbing my fingers on one hand together, next showing two fingers and then holding my hand up. “Cost to high” Which of course he didn’t have a clue what I was trying to say, so over he came.

Fuck he’s tall and in the confined space of a tube train, ridiculously so.

“Hi, didn’t get the last bit, care to try again” 

“Ha, um, well the cost of Center court is too high, so I’m watching one of the lesser mortals play on court two, it will still have all the feeling, excitement and atmosphere”

“Been before?” He asked.

 Being as I hadn’t  really expect the conversation to carry on after that first sentence, and was frankly amazed I got out the answer to that, I was now panicking.

“Not really, first time, always wanted to, decided this year I had too” wow almost real sentences.

“Why this year?” he asked as he looked at me intently. If that guy ever decided to go into interrogation he’d only have to do this look and you’d spill all.

I’d actually hoped that no one would ask why I’d come and now they had, and it was sexy mother fucker here, I could feel myself welling up inside and he could see it on my face, oh shit lady you are such an embarrassment.

“You ok?” He asked with what sounded like genuine concern.

Deep breath and say it, or look bloody stupid.

“I watched Wimbledon every year with my cat and dad and last month he died and I just felt I should actually go, to remember him”

“Oh I am so sorry I wish I hadn’t asked, shit you must miss him terribly?” His eyes looked as sad as I felt. He was so lovely as he gave me a Hiddle’s hug, while the guy who had been looking at his shoes kindly took a picture of us.

“Yes I miss him every day, it would have been weird to watch it on the telly without him, he use to chance the balls round  the screen” Tom face looked down at me somewhat confused

“Your dad chased the balls on the telly?”

“No my cat! but he got run down by a car last month, and dad has found a new lady friend, so I decided to come here to honor Frodo’s memory”

Toms face was now a picture, he was caught between trying to look concerned for the mad cat lady, and not laughing out loud.

“Well in honor of dear departed Frodo, could I ask you to give up your seats in court two and come join me in center court. But whatever you do, please, for the sake of not ending up as the front page story in the Sun, don’t chase the balls round the court in his memory. Although it would be funny.”

“Wow! Really, you’ve got no one better to go with than me?” his turn to look embarrassed

“I seem to be at a temporary loss for female company, maybe I’m not cool enough to be seen with at the moment”

“No not cool, just totally hot!” Bugger said that out loud.

“Thank you, now will you, with memories of your much loved pussy, join me”

“Love too” This day just got to the stuff dreams are made of.

I realized at this point we’d been snapped a lot since Tom had come over to talk to me, good job I’d worn my best summer outfit with the spanks under I thought, proving yet again how weird the brain is at times like this.

Tom was as per advertised, a proper gentleman. He made sure I was by his side all the rest of the tube journey, and back out to the sunshine. He didn’t even laugh when I told him of my underground fears, well not so I could see.

We took a taxi from Wimbledon park underground to the courts themselves, Tom chatting all the way, telling me who was playing and what he expected the score to be.

On arrival, we got the royal treatment by busy men and women in smart uniforms. Cameras clicked, journalist asked dumb questions, and girls gave the occasional involuntary squeak when they saw Tom. Tom took this all in his stride, even if he did have a slightly more strained look on his handsome face. I walked a bit behind and as I guessed no one even considered I might be with him. 

We got lead into a lounge decked out beautifully in pink, there was food put out the tables, including strawberries and cream, which took all my willpower not to barge passed everyone in the room and claim the table as mine, like Gollum over his precious ring. Tom seeing me drool over the fruit, got me a large bowl of the sweet ruby heaven, which I may, or may not have eaten a little too quickly. Drinks also flowed freely but I noticed Tom went for water as did I. 

Tom didn’t leave my side again explaining he’d wanted to avoid me being journalist fodder for page three gossip. My mind just kept screaming ‘Well this is gonna be headline news in the office on Monday.’

He introduced me to others including Benedict and his wife, who I had a really great girly chat with,  while the boys talked about other stuff. She was hilarious with tip bits of gossip she had on stars and celebs that I will never tell!

Time for the tennis and into the posh seat where, to use a phrase from a certain trash novel, ‘My inner goddess was doing cartwheels’ Me in the posh seats! This of course this did mean that the paps had full view of me sitting beside the A Lister actor and happily snapped away all game. Seems it would now be more than office news after all.

We didn’t help this because at a particular thrilling match point, I grabbed hold of Tom’s arm and he grabbed me back as we held our breaths. Yelling together when our man made his opponent skid across the court and he still miss the ball. I might just point out here that Tom is very vocal at these things, which lead my mind to think about other occasions he might be as vocal. Back to the game girl, back to the game!

The game ended with our man winning and the crowd went wild, so did Tom who gave me a huge hug and sort of jumped up and down as he did so.

I thought that would be it but he insisted I did the whole after games drink. He then like some gallant knight of old, got me all the way back to where he found me, chatting nonstop about the game all the way.

He kindly, I think for the sake of appearance, took my number but didn’t give me his.

Finally, he left me at my station to go home with a hug and a kiss on my hand. He actually thanked me for a lovely day!

I went home feeling like the cat who had got the cream, he was the nicest guy, a true gentleman and I’d been on an adventure with him.

All this was written in my diary with pictures and write ups from the gossip rags of “Tom Hiddleston with mystery female at Wimbledon”

Pictures of me grabbing Toms arm, plus pictures of us jumping up and down in a hug when our man won, had been all over the net. It kept the gossip rags and click bate sites happy for a week, till Tom was seen hugging an A list female star at an awards ceremony, and I quickly was forgotten.

The office was not as fun as I expected, some people were lovely, genuinely pleased Id had my magic moment. Many others being really nasty about

 ‘why the hell would he pick you?’. I didn’t care, he did, we had fun, a day never to forget. 

Two Saturdays later I was laughing at a video of kittens on Tumblr when my phone went.

Text unknown caller, strange

“My two imaginary gold fish, Ant and Dec drowned today and they loved Shakespeare. To honor them I have got two tickets to ‘Twelfth night’ fancy coming with me? Tom X.

(picture not mine I just played)

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Paring: Bucky Barnes/Reader

Tags: female reader, punk!Bucky Barnes, rlly I mean punk, amputee Bucky Barnes, amputation humour, dark humour, College AU, punks, alcohol, reader is a dancer, angst, cutesy, fluff, Bucky feels, POV Bucky Barnes.

SummaryEvery Wednesday, without fail, there was a girl who’d run through the conjoined classrooms in E Block. She’d always have her satchel bursting at the seams, and be wearing the same thing. Black leotard with ruched shoulders, tights. Hair falling out of a scrappy bun. Worn out military boots.

Bucky Barnes got out of the military, but not after his arm decided to leave him first. Now, in university, he’s trying to make something of himself, but that’s all fine and well but he can’t help but notice the girl who’d interrupt his advanced physics class…

Notes: Inspired by one of my favourite tumblr artists’ rendition of Punk Bucky. Shout out to @illustratedkate for being so darn talented!

Word Count: 3,035

Posting Date:  2017-05-29

Current Date: 2017-06-15

Originally posted by vibraniumdoll

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Tinder Date

Summary:  Arthur’s first experience with Tinder doesn’t go as planned. But maybe that’s a good thing. USUK

Rating: G

Around ~1,500 words

Also on ao3!

Arthur downloaded Tinder because he was feeling sad and lonely. That drove him to do a lot of things, actually, but that was an issue he was not willing to deal with just yet. The point was he was 23 and he had never been in a real relationship. He was starting to get desperate.

So he downloaded the app. He set his profile.

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(Gif not mine. Credits to the owner)

You could barely hold your excitement as the moment you had been waiting for the whole last week was about to come. Your nerves were going to kill you with the anticipation. When your manager told you that one of the cutest vocalists of EXO, Byun Baekhyun, had been chosen as your partner for the couple photo shoot you tried your best to keep it cool, but you failed miserably, making him laugh at your hyped reaction. Byun Baekhyun. The one and only Byun Baekhyun. That boy had been the center of your life, honestly, ever since EXO debuted, and having the chance to be close enough to him to hear his voice or watch his beautiful smile was driving you crazy.

When they called your name to enter the room you wasted no time and as soon as you got in your eyes scanned the place looking for him. The world stopped moving as you spotted him in the back of the room, next to a large window. The light coming through it made his hair and skin shine bright, and when his gaze met yours and he smiled at you, his features became even brighter, if that was possible.

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Un Chien

Lafayette x Reader (ft really badly translated french, don’t kill me please)
Words: 1022
Prompt: One of Person A’s beloved pets recently passed away and today they’re going to the local animal shelter to find a companion for their remaining pet. Person B is a volunteer there and they help Person A find a suitable companion. They end up sitting in a pen with some animals, chatting, sharing pictures, and occasionally crying.  
( prompt from @otpisms )

hey everyone! i’ve been writing this all day, and i thought it was cute so i was like hey why not post it. 
if you have any ideas for imagines then send me a request in my ask x
have a lovely day!


You pushed open the door of the animal shelter, sighing quietly. This was it. This was the moment where you would move on.

Your dog had been put down a few weeks back. Turns out it had been fighting a battle with cancer, and you had never known. Treatment was going to be expensive, and may have been pointless so you decided the best option was to have them put down.

But now, you had taken your time to heal and you were ready to allow a new animal back in your life. Instead of going to a pet store, you decided to check your local animal shelter, knowing that there were many animals there that deserved a home.

You walked up to the counter, pressing the bell that sat on top of it. A man with dark skin and his hair tied up in a ribbon emerged from the back.

“Bonjour! Oh, merde! Hello, how can I help you today?” He asked. You smiled weakly.

“I’ve come to adopt,” You said quietly. “I lost my dog a few weeks back and I was hoping there’d be an animal here that needed a home?”

“Of course, miss…”


“Mademoiselle (Y/N), it’s nice to meet you. My name is Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette, but please just call me Lafayette. I can assure you there are many animals here needy of a home. I’ll just need you to fill in some forms before you can come with me to see them,” Lafayette stated. You smiled.

“Of course,” You said, taking the forms and the pen as Lafayette handed them to you. Quickly, you filled in the forms, handing them back to Lafayette, who smiled at you. “Right this way,” he said, moving out from behind the reception area and unlocking the door that lead to the animals.

“So what kind of animal are you looking for today? You earlier mentioned un chien?”

“Pardon?” You asked, raising your eyebrow.

“Oh! Sorry, again. I’m originally from France. I often find myself slipping into my native language.” He started as he rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly, “What I meant to say was, a dog.”

You smiled. “Have you been here for long?”

“I moved here a couple of years back,” Lafayette stated. He checked the forms that you had filled in. “It says here you have an apartment that is more, small?” You nodded. “There are some lovely small and medium dogs available that will, of course need daily exercise as well.” You nodded your head again. Lafayette stopped at an enclosure, grabbing a lead that hung up outside it. “I think I’ve got the perfect friend in her for you. But, I will warn you, she has also had a little rough time.”

Lafayette returned a few seconds later with a three legged Rottweiler puppy, who was excitedly tugging at its lead.

“Oh, it’s beautiful!” You exclaimed, kneeling down to pet the dog.

“I call her se leva, Rose,” Lafayette stated.

“Can we sit with her and play? I want to get to know her before I take her home,” You asked. Lafayette smiled, handing you the leash.

“We can take her for a walk if you’d like. I’ll ask someone to organize her adoption papers and you can take her home when we get back.”

“I’d like that.”


“So you had to dress as a pregnant woman to get here? That’s crazy!” You said, laughing.

“Well, no. I didn’t have to. My online friends dared me. They took so many pictures when they arrived to pick me up. They ended up all over the socials,” Lafayette stated. You kept laughing.

“That’s amazing. You’re such an interesting person Lafayette! You’ve done so much with your time. All I do is reblog stuff on tumblr and watch youtubers!” You stated.

“I’m sure your life can’t be that boring,” Lafayette said, smiling. He stopped, pulling out a bag from the pocket of his uniform and picking up a poo that Rose had just finished making. He threw the bag in the bin, wiping his hands on his pants.

“Oh, trust me, it is,” You replied. “But you know what? I get to tell my followers that I met a really cool guy today. They’ll probably enjoy that,” You said, frowning slightly when seeing the adoption center come back into view.

Lafayette simply nodded, smiling at you. You raised your eyebrow. “dieu que tu es belle,” He said quietly.

“What was that?” You asked. Lafayette’s eyes widened when he realized that you had heard him. “Oh! Um, nothing mademoiselle.”

Suddenly, Rose was running in circles around both of you. Your eyes widened. “Bad puppy! No!” You said. The puppy ignored you, and soon enough you found yourself tied up with Lafayette. You laughed. “She can move well for a three legged pup,” You said. Lafayette chuckled. You both gasped as Rose pulled on the rope, making you both tumble to the ground. You landed on top of Lafayette, your noses touching. You smiled.

Lafayette coughed awkwardly, rolling to the side and grabbing the end of Rose’s lead. “I should probably get back to work,” He said, standing up and brushing himself off. He held out his hand, which you took quickly and stood up.

You both walked back to the adoption center in silence while Rose ran in front of you, tugging on the leash every now and then. When you arrived back, you paid and took Rose’s adoption forms.

“It was really nice meeting you Lafayette,” You said quietly, looking up at the man with the now disheveled ponytail.

“puis-je venir avec toi?” He asked. You raised your eyebrow. “You know, even after spending a day with you, I’m still not fluent in French.”

“Can I come with you? I mean, I’m sure Rose would feel a lot more comfortable settling in if she had a familiar face. Plus, I mean I know what she likes. We can go shopping together and-“

“Oui.” You replied, smiling, “You know, you’re awfully cute when you’re flustered.” Lafayette smirked, clocking out. “Pareillement.”

Dark's Heart (part 2)

The next day it was all over the internet, the picture of you booping Dark’s nose.
People had taken a video of you when you talked to Dark and posted it that day. A lot of people commented that you provoked him and some said you must be really brave enough to talk to Dark like that. Google goes through the comments in the video and the ones for the photo of you booping the nose. “This is really trending right now from the community.” Google looks at the three screens looking through the comments. His brothers are also looking it up on other social media outlets. Dark is standing in the room with them, hands behind his back watching them work.

“This is humiliating.” Dark does not look pleased as he notices Yellow found so many gifs of the boop on Tumblr. He woke up to the sound of Willford laughing so loudly and he bursts into Dark’s room to show him the photo. From there Dark called the Googles and made them search it immediately. “What do the comments say?”

“Some find it funny, then we have others who find it rude for some reason, the ones who say "who do they think they are”, and those praising their bravery.“ Green saids. Red snickers, "I like their style.” That gave him a dirty look from Dark. “I don’t like that some of the people are being rude. I don’t think they did anything wrong.”, Yellow saids looking at some hate comments. Dark looks over Yellows shoulder and reads some. Some were pretty rude and some were just childish jabs. 

“They should have thought of that before doing anything.” Dark saids. He looks at the picture of you with him. He is still curious about you then shakes it off thinking why would he want to know about you. “Look someone found out who they are.” Green saids. Google pulls it out to a bigger screen, sure enough there you are in a photo. “Some of these fans are relentless… kind of scary…” Google saids. Dark looks at your Facebook profile, “So (Y/N) is it. Hmmmm”

“Should we do something about this?” Google looks up at Dark. Dark is usually in charge making some calls when it comes to things like this. The Googles go through online for anything going wrong in the community. They cant stop hate comments since more would come but they do make an effort to stop some bullying to the fans. In this case it was people wanting to know who you were after the event, the really intense ones. Dark was more concerned over his image rather than you but he does for some reason think of how you feel about this. “I suggest just to keep people from looking into (Y/N) for now. Mark would not want them to feel targeted, like I care they did this to themselves.” , Dark said. The Googles get to work on it and within a minute they are able to hack the internet together to get your page protected. “There crises averted. And while you are at it delete what happened that day.” Dark commands. Google looks up at Dark from his seat, “ Dark that would take at least five hours to do even with all of us working on it…” Dark just gives him a look and Google turns around and starts deleting.

Dark leaves the computer room where all the Googles work at and heads to the kitchen. He gets some water and Willford comes up from behind him. “Well well who knew there was someone out there who wasn’t going to take your shit. Besides me of course.” Dark drinks his water and looks at Will, “They were foolish to do so. It got them targeted by some fans.” Willford shrugs, “You know sometimes there are those too intense fans. I mean some of them still say mean things about Amy.” Dark thinks about the situation. He thinks about what you said to him. He thinks abut how you just smiled at him even when he was threatening you. Dark didn’t know what to think of you, a fooling person or someone who was trying to get to him. Did you know that someone was most likely going to film them and take pictures? Were you looking at the aftermath and what were you thinking about it? Dark thought of this curiously then just took his cup and started to go to his office. “Well anyone who doesn’t give care what you say is good in my book!!!” ,Willord yells at you laughing.

Dark goes to his office. He makes Google allow him access to your Facebook page. He looks through it, he sees pictures of you with some friends, some with family. He sees you being goofy and make silly posts about things you are doing. The things you like and dislike, your favorite things like color, season, shows, movies, books, and music. He sees you posted a new photo of you in your new Dark shirt smiling. the post read you had a good time and that Dark wasn’t as bad as people say he is. Dark sees comments instantly piling up, some were asking if you were crazy and others nice boop. Dark chuckles when you post a comment ignoring the mean comments and answering to the friendly ones. “You are an interesting one. Taking the high road aren’t we?”

You are at home looking at your laptop. You see some hate comments but scroll past them. Although you were puzzled when some of the people sending some bad messages on other sites you have an account are being deleted suddenly without you doing anything. You already read a few and some were pretty nasty like you only wanted attention or you were just trying to act badass when you were not. It didn’t matter to you but the constant mean comments did annoy you, you were just trying to have fun. Then you laugh at how Dark just looked up at you surprised. He has probably never heard that from anyone before by the look of it or someone didn’t have the guts to tell him to his face. "First time for everything.“ You say to yourself. You get up and decide to head out for a walk.

You walk to a park and sit on a bench looking around. You see some families playing around, joggers pass by, couples laying on the grass or under a tree, and some children in a playground far off. It is a nice evening out and you take in the fresh air. A breeze comes in and you love the coolness of it taking a deep breath. Then you hear a group of footsteps behind you coming closer, "Hey your that one from the event.” A girl looks at you annoyed. You turn around in your seat to see two girls and three guys giving you a judging look.

“Ummm can I help you?” You tilt your head at them. 

Girl one flips her hair and looks at you mad. “Are you serious? You totally made us look bad.”

You are confused raising an eyebrow, “I don’t understand.” Guy two answers, “You showed we were being a bunch of babies because we didn’t go up to Dark.”

 "Yea whats up with that? You think your cool or something?“ Guy one said. 

You notice girl two has her phone out, "Are really recording this?” Girl two huffs, “Its live so people can see your actually a dork and all talk." 

You stand up, "Umm look guys I didn’t mean it to look like that. I was wanted to meet the guy, I was looking forward to the event just like anyone else. So can we just get past it? I got to go now.” You start to leave but then girl one takes your arm.

“What’s the hurry? We just want to talk or are you too good for that now your some internet star.” Girl one saids. You look at the others around you who look like they are trying to block your way. “How unfair are you? Outnumbering me one to five? Come one guys.” You say casually, but inside you think I am so screwed.

“Whatever you started it by-” Guy three gets cut off. The area feels cold suddenly like something ominous is in the air. You feel it and look around and notice that the others look nervous. They start to shiver and feel uneasy looking around like something was going to pop up behind them. The group hears a voice whisper in their ear, “Leave.” They all get chills down their spines and run off. You stand there confused not hearing the voice. You still feel a dread in the air. It does not consume you like it did the others that ran but you wonder why you feel this way.

“How are you still here?” You turn around to find Dark standing behind you his hands behind him. “Usually my presence makes people uncomfortable yet here you still stand.” He gets up close to you looking you in the eye. “What are you?”

You look back at him and smile. “I’m different that’s all.”

“So it seems.” Dark looks at where the others ran. “ You have become quite popular it seems.” You follow his gaze and sigh, “Yea I guess so. It sucks to be honest. I didn’t know just being me was going to end up like this.”

Dark raises an eyebrow at you, “So it wasn’t for the attention. What was your purpose then?” You look at him studying him for a moment. “Nothing. Just wanted to let you know I like your character. That’s all.” You then realize something, “How the heck did you get here?”

Dark shakes his head. “For someone who is suppose to be a fan of mine you don’t know what I can do.” You just shrug, “Am I suppose to know everything?” Dark rolls his eyes. “I can go where ever I please through a dark portal as long as I picture where I want to go.” You look at him eyes big, “Really that is so cool. That must make traveling so much more easier for you. Wait if you can do that then how do you know I was here?”

Dark takes out his phone. “The Googles were keeping an eye on how your little stunt was progressing in the community. They saw that someone had found you and was filming you via live trying to possibly hurt you. So here I am.” You laugh, “Wow the Googles can do that? Nice..” Then you think of why did Dark show up. “Not that I am not grateful for you saving the day and all, I thought it would have been Silver instead, but why did you come here?”

“I came because my stupid creator would throw a fit knowing a fan was being harassed and I rather not deal with that, its annoying. Besides…” Dark leans into you his face inches from yours making an evil smile. “If anyone is going to make you miserable its going to be me… You owe me and now I am going to collect my payment.”


Request: Hey, I love your writing so much 💗 Could you maybe write something about Y/n looking through fan accounts & fan fictions of Shawn & Shawn gets home & gets really uncomfortable 💗 it would mean a lot :))

Your name: submit What is this?

It wasn’t often that you stalked your boyfriend’s tag on tumblr.  It was a quick and easy search: Shawn Mendes.  Thousands upon thousands of search results would come up, and with nothing better to do, you decided to see what his fans were up to.

On your own tumblr, you followed about two or three blogs about Shawn, you know, just to keep up with him when he wasn’t answering his phone.  The ones you followed only posted pictures of him though, nothing else.  So when you came upon a few pieces of writing, you became interested.

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On Thursday, October 2nd, I sent the above text to my best friend, Annie (andyoucallmeupagain), at 12:43 in the afternoon.

At 12:45 that same afternoon, I logged on tumblr and saw that I had a message from Taylor Nation asking for my contact info, which I knew could only mean one thing. I was going to meet Taylor Swift.

Thursday started out as a normal day. I got ready, turned the radio on in my car, and drove to school. Right before I got there, the song “Best Day of My Life” came on the radio. I instantly felt excited and energized, and for some odd reason I thought, wouldn’t it be cool if a Taylor song came on next? Kind of like a sign that just maybe I’ll get invited soon? And a few moments later, “We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together” started playing, and I automatically had a feeling that I needed to check my inbox. Something good was in there. And that’s when I texted Annie. Two minutes later, my life was forever changed as I saw the message from Taylor’s tumblr account sitting in my inbox.

I emailed them my contact info like they asked, and not long after I got a call from Rhode Island. The girl on the phone explained who she was and what she was calling for. She then asked me a series of questions and finally said she would officially like to invite me to a listening session in Rhode Island this weekend. I put my mom on speaker so she could listen, too, and that’s when the girl said the invite was only for me. My mom sighed into the phone and the girl asked what was wrong. My mom explained how I had a sister who would love to meet Taylor. The girl told us she would talk to security, and a few minutes later she called back and said my sister could come, too. My family instantly made plans, and on Friday morning we left for Rhode Island.

After driving thirteen hours, we stopped at a hotel for the night in Connecticut. When we woke up, we drove into Rhode Island and checked into our hotel there. We then drove around looking for the place where we would meet, and we actually saw Taylor’s house along the way. To kill some time, my family and I went to the beach, and it was absolutely lovely. We haven’t been to a beach in so long, and I ended up writing things like “I Love Tay” in the sand.

When it came time to get ready, we went back to our hotel and got all pretty for Taylor. We then drove to the parking lot we were supposed to meet at, and there were already so many people there. Unfortunately, the weather was quite bad, and that put everything behind. We ended up waiting in the parking lot for about two hours. When we finally got to leave our vehicles, we went and signed an agreement, gave our stuff to one of the Taylor Nation girls, and were checked by security. My sister and I were then loaded into the shuttle and taken to Taylor’s house.

We arrived at her garage where we had to be checked by security again. Then someone led us up the stairs and into Taylor’s living room where there was food and drinks for us. Not long after, we were all allowed to go into this other living room where we would get to chill with Taylor and listen to her album.

When Taylor came out, no one was expecting her. She came out of nowhere and was like, “Well hey guys!” We all started screaming and crying, and she came and sat right by me. I was so close to my idol for the very first time! She was so beautiful and so tiny! And tall! I literally could not believe it was her. She also has the voice of an angel, and it is instantly calming. She made everyone feel relaxed and welcome in her home. We listened to the first half of her album then had intermission where she served us the cookies she made! Afterwards, we listened to the next half of the album and even had a little visitor named Olivia “Dibbles” Swift. After we heard the album, we had a dance party to Shake it Off, and I got to dance right beside her. It was so cool.

We were then taken to our little holding area which was one big living room while Taylor met with each group in another room. I was group seven out of nine, so I had to wait a little while. Her parents took us out on the balcony, and we got to see her pool and the ocean. It was an amazing view. Her mom showed us Taylor’s original WANEGBT lyrics which were handwritten on notebook paper and put in a frame. Her dad gave me some guitar picks from the Red era because he said the 1989 ones weren’t in yet. And, finally, it was my turn to meet the love of my life.

I quickly walked over to Taylor and embraced her for a hug. I sobbed so hard into her shoulder. I won’t tell you exactly what we talked about because it’s something I want to keep between her and I, but I could tell she was so interested in what I had to say and genuinely cared about me. She looked right into my eyes as I spoke, and that’s something I’ll remember forever. We then took our “sister picture” and I got my individual one with her. She said, “How do you want to pose?” I said, “Let’s do something creative! Something no one else has done!” She turned around to her shelf and said, “Let’s hold these lanterns!” We got the picture then she looked right at me and yelled, “We’re idiots!” and laughed so hard. I then asked her for one last hug and she embraced me so tightly. She put her head in my neck and said, “Thanks for coming, babe!” I could barely breathe. We then got our goodie bags, was checked by security again, and took the shuttle back to the parking lot.

I literally had the best day of my life. I am forever grateful for being hand picked by Taylor for that opportunity. I will never forget it for as long as I live. Please, if you’re reading this and believe you will never meet her, get that out of your head right now, because I promise you will. Until Thursday, I would cry and cry because I thought I would never get to thank my hero. But I did. It happened. And it was so beautiful.

Taylor, if you’re reading this, thank you. Thank you for being my best friend for all these years. Like I told you, I wouldn’t be able to live this life without you. I love you forever.

David @ the Imperial Oct 2017

This is the second time today that I am writing this review. After spending a precious hour writing it up, I was on the last sentence when I accidentally hit a wrong key and the page closed. Now I have to try and recreate what I wrote. To say that I want to cry is putting it mildly.  After I wrote it a second time (this time in Notepad), I started copying the text over and adding pictures. I was halfway through when Firefox froze. Sigh. Here we go again.

When I found out that David was going to perform in Vancouver, I decided to book a two-week trip for my annual vacation. I live in Montreal and I have never visited Canada’s west coast, which is practically sacrilege.;) It was on my must-visit list for quite some time. I am so pleased that I finally got to go. This review will cover more than just David’s show because for me it was also about meeting the people who this amazing man has brought into my life.

Three days before the show, I met Mary for the first time. Some of you may know her - @super-infinite-possibilities. We have been communicating via Tumblr since last fall. She is a recent Canadian transplant via Ireland. There is always some trepidation when meeting someone in “real life.” I have been through this many times since 2005 and sometimes you just don’t click outside the computer. I was hoping that our online chemistry would translate in the outside world and I’m happy to report that it did. :)  She is a total sweetheart and someone I am proud to call a friend. We sat in a coffee shop and chatted nonstop for a couple of hours. Here we are at the concert. 

The day before the concert

Mary and I met some fellow fans for dinner. Pam @pjstafford from Albuquerque had driven in with her friend Cathy @xfilesobsession  from Seattle and Mary’s friend Angie @angiep2504 who had flown in from Belgium. It was fantastic to talk and laugh with fellow David fans about this incredible man, the X-Files, and whatever else popped into our heads. They are all super ladies! The dinner happened to be on Mulder’s birthday, too. Pictures here: http://greeneyes0526.tumblr.com/post/166402581882/celebrating-mulders-birthday

Concert Day

M&G ticket holders were told to arrive at the venue for 6:30. I knew that fans would start lining up early. I wanted a front row spot, but my feet were tired from a week of nonstop sightseeing so I only arrived at the venue at 5:15. I was pleasantly surprised to find a small amount fans lined up. I did end up in the front row, which came at an intermittent cost. Because the concert was being filmed for a documentary, there were two guys filming/taking pictures and one of them always seemed to move right in front of my camera when I wanted to record my favourite songs. When I wasn’t filming, they were no where near me. I got annoyed during Heroes because I wanted to film the entire thing. In the grand scheme of things, this was not a big deal. David was on stage so IT WAS ALL GOOD!

Meet & Greet 

When David came out for the M&G, he looked SO GOOD! Good enough to eat. He laughed at something and his entire face lit up. I can’t even describe how this made me feel. I said to Pam and Cathy that he looked like he did 20-25 years ago. Laughter took years off his face. I wish someone had captured that moment. It was totally precious. At this point my stomach, or a point farther south of my stomach, was all a-tingle. ;) I’m sure most of you already know how the M&Gs went. He said hi, shook my hand (wow, soft!), asked me my name - I said Maria from Montreal and he said, interesting name. LOL. I’m a dork. Then we took the picture ((HUG)). I asked him where Brick was, and how Brick was the real VIP and should be the one taking pictures with the fans (of course I was kidding) and David chuckled. :) He said that Brick was asking for too much money and he couldn’t afford to pay him what he was asking. He told me to enjoy the show. I wished him a great show and he thanked me. Yes, it was brief, but for me it was magical. Look at his smile. I am framing this one.

Meeting the band

I was on a mission to meet his band. I didn’t have to wait too long because after sound check, Colin and Pat wandered onto the floor. They are both super nice. Pat is the happiest guy with a megawatt smile! He told Mary and I that he has a project in the works so keep your eyes and ears peeled. He is very talented. They all are!

Angie, me, and Mary with Colin.

The Concert

I’ve read reviews from other fans who commented that they were underwhelmed by the experience. Everyone is entitled to feel how they feel. My feelings are the total opposite. Acoustic sets are meant to be stripped down, relaxed, reflective and emotive. It would not be a high-energy show like he did in New York City. David delivered the kind of performance that I was expecting and I thoroughly enjoyed it. He did half of HOH and half of ETT, plus three covers. He ended the night with a 4-song encore that included his fabulous rendition of Bowie’s Heroes, over which I am still salivating.

I read that nasty review (I don’t have the link, I read it on my laptop which I don’t use when I am home) and was stunned that the critic said that David was intoxicated. It never crossed my mind that David was intoxicated nor do I believe that he was. Did he have a drink or more? Of course he did. It wasn’t the first time and it won’t be the last. But he was in no way drunk. After reading the entire review, it seems to me that Mr. Critic is a David hater because he basically ripped him to shreds. Whatever dude. Those who can’t are jealous.

My feet were killing me, but I would’ve happily stood there for another two hours listening to him. I love the way he emotes when he sings. He puts his whole heart into it.  Yes, as others have said, he didn’t interact with the audience the way he normally does, but again, documentary. It didn’t bother me. I was thrilled to be there and we made eye contact once and my legs almost gave out on me.  I enjoyed his commentary, which he delivered with his typical dry wit. I’ve been asked by several fans if I think he was serious when he made the, “Those who call my dancing dad dancing, stop it. I don’t like that shit,” comment. I think he was. Others might disagree. The comment did make me laugh because he had a pout on when he said it. I don’t even know what dad dancing is. I never heard the term until I started seeing it on Tumblr. To me his dancing shifts from cute to hot, depending on how he’s moving. I don’t see a dad. I see a hot 57 year old man. ;) Another comment I liked was when he came out wearing a Vancouver tee and said, “I’m such a kiss ass.”  Hehehe. There were other cute/funny comments, but I’m so tired of rewriting this that I cannot remember them at the moment.

After the Concert

Before we left, I spotted Mitch. I’ve always thought that he’s cute. Not only cute, but tall and a great smile. Mission accomplished.

The Day After

Sunday morning I met up with Pam and Cathy before they headed back to Seattle. We all had the post-concert blues. We wanted to go see the A-maze-ing Laughter Statues. I don’t consider myself a Phile so it didn’t cross my mind to visit locations where past episodes were shot, but I did want to see the statues, not so much because X-Files shot there, but because they were a sight. However I have to admit that it was pretty cool to be at a location where a delicious looking David recently shot an episode.

Afterwards, we walked across the street to the beach where we ran into Mulder & Scully having one of their famous conversations on a log.  After they left, Pam and I took a picture on the log. With her red hair and my long black raincoat, I dubbed us Mulder & Scully. Hehehe.

I want to end this long ass review by saying that I had a BLAST with Mary, Pam, Cathy, Angie and of course, David. It was also wonderful to see fans that I met at the New York concert, like Laurice, Walt, Timea and other fans I had never met before like Karen and Donna. There were fans from so many countries in Vancouver. David really does bring people together. :)

On a personal note, 2017 has been a crappy year for me so I needed this non crappiness in my life. The most recent crappy thing to happen was my cat passing away. She had been with me for 20 years and she passed exactly a week before I left for Vancouver. The trip really helped keep me mind off her.

David, thank you for the memories and friends. Looking forward to the next time. Mary, thanks for everything!

I will post more pictures and videos soon.

Happy Fanfiction Writers Day!

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Originally posted by velvetjjks

Hello my pretty pandas! 🐼❤(I’ve decided that will be the name for all my amazing followers!) Today we’re celebrating… do I even have to say it? I mean, everyone in the world knows what day it is….

Just kidding, most people in the world probably don’t give a crap. However! In the world of tumblr, readers can take the time to validate all of the hard work that authors do to bring us stories about our favorite celebrities/ characters :-)

In honor of this very special day (which to me is even more important than my birthday,) I will be writing a special story inspired by all of the authors who have inspired me to express my creativity through writing to my fellow kpop fans! Since I want everyone to enjoy it, you can either picture the Jimin in the story as Park Jimin (BTS) or Shin Jimin (AOA) :-)

Prompt: In a world that degrades people, works them to the bone, and discourages individuality, there is one place where people can always go to express their creativity. However, many still think of it as weird or a waste of time. 

Genre: Fanfiction Author!Reader

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Just Keep Swimming.

Pair : Single!Jensen x Reader
Request : hi I love the way you write. Can you possibly make a OS of jensen x reader. The reader is Tom and shepherds personal swim instructor. Little did you know, Jensen was over with his daughter JJ. He and Danneel got a divorced and he wanted nothing more than to get to know you. You can decide what happens at the end! Thank you love you!

A/N: I know I was suppose to post part 10 of breathless, I don’t have access to a computer to link all the other parts to it so I have to postpone it /:

But I hope you all enjoy this little one shot!!


It was a hot beautiful day. You had your bags and floaties all packed away in your car, and you were ready to head to your private class.

The music blasted as the soft warm wind blew through your hair, the Rays of the sun tingling your skin, these were the days you lived for.

As you drove endlessly down the road, Jensen and the kids were all in the pool, swimming around as they waited for you.

“What time was she suppose to come?” Jensen exhaled, as he pulled the floaty his daughter sat on.

“Mm, she should be here soon.” Jared muttered as he took a glance at his watch. He pulled his shirt off from his torso, and dove right into the pool.

The two boys giggled as they tried to see where their dad was.

He plopped up by Shep, and splashed jensen in the face.

“Hey watch it!” He croaked.

Jared and the kids all laughed simultaneously.

“Well should Jay and I leave so the boys can swim with the instructor?”

Jared frowned his lips and shrugged. “Nah I think it’ll be okay. If anything, I can pay for her part today. It’ll be fun. Plus, the boys miss her.”

Jensen nodded and flashed a smile at his daughter. “What do you say princess? Want to learn how to swim?”

Her eyes widened and her lips curved up from ear to ear. “Ya!” She squealed.

Gen came out with her phone in her hands. Dressed up for her girls night out with some close friends.

“Hey! Smile!” She muttered.

She snapped a picture of them, jj staring intently at Shep, while Tom climbed up on the floaty. Jensen was the only who smiled, and yet, she absolutely loved the way it came out.

“Okay well I’ll be home tonight. Be safe! I love you.” She croaked to the boys and Jared.

“Say bye mommy.” He motioned to Shep.

“Bye mommy!”

Jensen and Jared loved the days they got to spend time with the kids. They were so busy with filming and the conventions, that when they were able to go back home, they would do whatever to be with their families.

Jareds phone went off.

He jumped up out of the pool and made his way to the table.

“Hello?” He breathed. “Oh yeah sure, I’ll let you in.”

He wrapped a towel around his waist, and slid into the house.

You were a nervous wreck. Your heart was pounding profusely and your throat was parched.

The door swung open, and your gaze landed on the familiar face.

“Hi Mr. Padalecki.” You smiled.

Jared chuckled and shook his head. “Oh no, please call me Jared.”

“Of course. Sorry.” You felt embarrassed of the situation.

He motioned for you to come in. You followed him as he made his was through the house and toward the back yard.

“They’re so excited. They’ve been waiting all day!” He stammered.

“I’m excited too!”

As you both made your way outside, you stopped in your steps as you noticed Jensen in the pool.

Sure you loved the show, and you loved Jared, but jensen was different. His character as Dean pulled you in. And getting to know him through the conventions and interviews you have seen all over tumblr, you grew more and more attraction for him.

“Oh I forgot to ask if it’s okay that Jensen and his daughter stay out here too?” Jared wondered.

You snapped out of your trance and swallowed hard. “Yea sure, totally. That’s fine.” You tried to play it cool.

“Great.” He smiled as he jumped back into the pool.

You slipped out of your clothes, nothing but your bathing suit. You retrieved your lifeguard float and slowly walked into the pool.

The water felt amazing against your skin. Not only were you hot from the heat, but being next to both Jared and Jensen, you couldn’t help but be flustered.

“Hey!” You squealed as you swam over to the boys.

Tom had a smile plastered on his face while Shep looked intensely at you.

You met Jensen’s gaze, your breath hitched to the back of your throat as you noticed he was already staring at you.

He couldn’t help but think of just how beautiful you are. The way your hair pulled back into a ponytail, and your smile, he could stare at that all day.

Jared cleared his throat, catching both of your attention.

“Um hi. I’m Jensen.” He smiled.

You felt your stomach flutter as you tried to keep your composure.

“H-hi im y/n.” You muttered.

You bit the inside of your cheek and turned your gaze the kids.

“Are you boys ready?” You asked.

Tom nodded his hands and legs moving around in excitement. “I’m ready! Can I go first?”

You nodded and reached for him. He immediately jumped into your arms. You all laughed as he began to kick his legs like crazy. Splashing everyone around him.

“Don’t drown us over here kid.” Jared croaked.

You pulled him off you and made him hold onto the float. You walked over to his legs and gently showed him how to properly kick.

“Here, try it like this.”

Jensen couldn’t help but focus on you. He was mesmerized as he watched you lose yourself into what you were doing. Smiling and laughing and being patient with the kids. He was in awe. Something he hasn’t felt in a very long time.

“She’s pretty great with them.” Jared nudged J, interrupting his thoughts.

“Yeah, she’s pretty awesome.” He muttered. “They all look like they are having fun.”

You took each kid around the pool. Helping them learn to kick properly and also to float on their own.

JJ, she was nervous at first. She wasn’t liking the idea of going to a complete stranger.

You flashed a soft smile and pulled the float in front of you.

“How about this, I’ll let your daddy take my spot and have him show you. Would that be okay?” You muttered.

She nodded and you swore you saw a little smirk appear on her cute little face.

You called jensen over and handed him the float.

Both your hands gently grazed over another, making your heart pick up and your stomach flutter.

You both snapped your gaze up to each other, a smile slowly forming on his face.

“Daddy, are you ready?” She mumbled.

“Yeah princess, I’m ready.”

You watched carefully as Jensen pulled his daughter around the pool. Making sure she wouldn’t get hurt.

It was so beautiful to see them together. You could tell just how important they were to each other. Her eyes never left him.

It was sort of breath taking.


The night was beginning to roll in, and it was time to leave.

“Are you coming again next week?” Tom asked, pulling at your shirt.

You nodded and smiled. “Yep! Every Tuesday for 2 months, it’s our day.”

He and Shep both jumped up and down. Jared couldn’t help but laugh seeing his two boys squeal.

You felt a small tug on your hand, and you shot your eyes down.

It was JJ.

She had a ‘Frozen’ towel wrapped around her little body.

“Can I come too?” She whispered.

You knelt down, becoming eye level with her and smirked. “Of course! I’m going to need another girl here to help me with these boys.” You flashed a wink.

Her lips grew into a smile, and she wrapped her tiny arms around you.

“Thank you!” She yelped.

“Okay, let’s get you all in the bath.” Jared stammered.

“I’ll walk her out.” Jensen stated.

Jared nodded. “Well thank you Y/N, see you next week.” He motioned for the kids to go inside. “Drive safe!”

“Thank you! See you!”

It was just you and Jensen. He helped you with your things, and walked you to your car. Though it was getting darker, it was still beautiful out side.

You opened the trunk to your car, Jensen gently placing your belongings in.

“Thank you.” You whispered.

“No problem.”

You felt your palms begin to sweat. Being alone with him made you nervous. He was so intriguing and something about him made you not want to leave.

But little did you know, he was feeling the exact same way. Seeing you with JJ, and getting to see your sense of humor, he was hooked.

He wanted nothing more than to get to know you. To figure you out.

He was nervous himself. It’s been years since he asked a girl out on a date, and he wasn’t sure how to get it out.

“Thanks for letting Jay and I join today. She had a blast.” He exclaimed.

“Oh no worries! It was my pleasure, plus she is so adorable.” You couldn’t help but gush over her.
Jensen liked knowing you enjoyed her.

“Well I better go.” You smiled.

He nodded and cleared his throat. “Right, of course.”

Jensen opened the drive seat door, and motioned for you to slid in.
The blood rushed up to your cheeks. No one has ever done that for you, so you weren’t sure exactly how to respond.

“Thanks.” You chuckled.

Before getting in, you reached your hand out to him. “It was nice to meet you. Hope to see you next week.”

He slowly took your hand into his, his gaze never leaving you. “It was nice to meet you too. And don’t worry, I practically live here, so I’m sure you’ll be seeing lots of me.” He flashed a wink. “And JJ of course!” He exclaimed.

You chuckled to yourself, and slid into the car.

“Good night Jensen.”

“Good night Y/N.”

As you made your way down the road, Jensen stayed, watching you disappear into the night.

His hand still tingling from when he touched yours.

“See you soon.” He whispered to himself.

anonymous asked:

Hurrah on your blog! Welcome to the family! Good luck with college and life, I'm a college student too so I can relate ;; okay, can I request RFA's, V's and Saeran's reaction when MC brings a baby home (She found the baby abandoned at the streets)? And how will they interact with them? Thank you!

wooooow! my first request! i got excited when i saw this. i wish you good luck with college and life too. let’s hang in there. ;; if this ask was from a while ago, i am so so sorry if it took too long. i just saw this today. tumblr didn’t give me a notification ;;;; this is going to be pretty long, so i’ll put the rest under the cut. 

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  • he would be a bit surprised when you arrived home with a little bundled in your arms
  • over the course of the night, he and MC discussed what they should do and came to the conclusion of adopting the baby
  • he believed that he and MC could make good parents for the baby
  • it was really difficult for him to see her at times, so he finally agreed to getting the eye surgery
  • he wanted to be able to give her the best of the best
  • he’d take a lot of pictures of her no matter what she was doing
  • whether she was sleeping, eating, crying, biting onto one of her toys, or smiling, he’d be there with his camera in hand
  • he wanted to capture and cherish every moment
  • “Haneul, smile for the camera~”
  • he’d just be so kind and gentle, doing whatever it would take to make her laugh and smile
  • he’d put together a whole scrapbook full of photos with him, MC, and Haneul
  • when he’s feeling down, he’d look through all the pictures in his camera and soon enough, a smile appears on his face and he’s ready to take on a new day
  • he would enjoy going on picnics with MC and Haneul
  • he’d just love watching her interact with nature
  • sometimes he’d make flower crowns or even necklaces and bracelets
  • if there was a stream or pond near the area, he make little rafts out of twigs and grass with sails, so then they can watch the rafts race down the stream and see which one would win
  • in the backyard, he’d lay out big blankets and brings tons of fluffy pillows so the three of them could stargaze at night
  • he loved seeing Haneul’s eyes full of curiosity and pure innocence
  • her excited baby talk as she points up at the stars cleansed his soul made him feel so happy
  • he and MC with Haneul in the middle, would fall asleep all snuggled up in the fluffy blankets and pillows


  • he had arrived home late from work and thought he was just hearing things when a little giggle sounded from the living room
  • keeping a cool composure, he made his way to the living room and saw MC playing with a baby
  • “MC, why is there a baby in our penthouse?”
  • after MC tells him the whole story of finding her wailing, abandoned in the streets, his eyes soften and he bends down to peer at the baby’s face
  • he takes out his phone and asks Jaehee to contact people and try to find the parents
  • if no one could be found, he’d go through with all the paperwork to become her legal guardian and registering her as a part of the family
  • welcome baby Han!
  • “What should we name her?”
  • “Miyoung sounds like a pretty name.”
  • guess who’s a Daddy’s Girl?
  • he would spoil her with gifts from the different countries he visited and talk to her like a regular person
  • he said he read in a parenting book that you aren’t supposed to use baby talk
  • he’d never change diapers
  • he even suggested hiring someone just for diaper changes and MC just heaves a big sigh
  • but like HE FREAKIN HAS MIYOUNG’S DIAPERS TAILORED not just her clothes
  • she wears silk diapers omf- Han Jumin wut r u doing
  • ……tailored diapers why
  • he doesn’t even let her eat baby food from the jars and stuff either
  • he hires nutritionists and a special chef to make sure Miyoung gets all the vitamins and nutrients she needs
  • sometimes MC would bring him lunch and take Miyong along
  • his face would lighten instantly when he sees the two walk into his office
  • even though he’s always busy traveling around the world and having meetings, he’d make sure to spend time with the baby
  • he even started making future plans to go to different places once Miyoung was old enough
  • sometimes when he’s out and sees clothes that he thinks would be perfect for his baby girl, he’d purchase it right then and there
  • “Jumin, the closet is overflowing!”
  • “But it’s for my Baby Angel.”

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so many AUs, i'm not sure what to do with them all

+air conditioner repairman [v sweaty job]
+street racers
+Christmas light neighbor competition
+guitar teacher
+little kids with a lemonade stand or kissing booth
+motherFUCK there’s smoothie on the ceiling
+someone’s cat is in a tree
+“how do I say fuck in [language]”
 -[I love you]
 - “cool thanks”
+I broke into your apartment cause it smelled like something was on fire but I don’t think we can salvage your cookies
+try my chili!
 -here use my mouth to calm the heat
+I saw the dude/chick who manscapes/waxes me
+minor car accident
+frat houses across the street
+competing mattress salesmen
+teddy bear doctors
+we both picked the same weird place to watch fireworks
+someone needs a car jumpstart
+gym class soccer
+college tour
+school trip to europe
+I wrote an ode to your butt in 10th grade and you somehow found it at the end of senior year
+i accidentally spilled beer on you at a bar and you thought I wanted to fight
+21 jump street au
+i licked a pole when it was 2 degrees outside please help me kind stranger
+high school intern for senior pictures [I’m literally just here to hold this reflecty thing and make you look hotter than usual]
+you heard me singing in the shower, recorded it, and put it on YouTube and now I’m Internet famous and I’m not sure whether I want to kill you or marry you
+someone found our office game of fuck marry kill and you’re my fuck
+there’s a dorm wii + mariokart in the lounge and we’re now on best out of 39
+I drew a picture of you and put it on tumblr and you found it
+I wrote a fanfic and the au was how we met and you got suspicious
+you’re a really shitty tutor
+you needed to borrow sugar to bake a cherry pie
+all you wrote in my yearbook last year was your number and now I have no clue who did it
+I got locked out of my dressing room wearing only my underwear and now we’re both waiting for an attendant
+I accidentally dropped a water balloon on you instead of my friend
+you write nice comments on all the angsty poems I post online
+we’ve been arguing over the proper use of the subjunctive mood in spanish for 2 hours and neither of us has taken it since high school
+you’re the monster under my bed
+I 100000% did not mean to send you that nude on snapchat oh my god
+I had to explain what dtf is to you
+you tried to perform cpr and iM TOTALLY FINE
+you’re asking me for self defense lessons because you saw that one time I tripped and accidentally took out a guy making off with someone’s belongings
+the secret life of walter mitty au
+bones au
+someone’s cursed to live like they’re in a musical
+book illustrator & writer
+you work at a shoe store and you just laced that shoe up and put it on my foot and I’m having an actual cinderella moment
+you caught me trying to sneak a hamburger off your grill as I was running by
+naked and afraid au
+you’re an expert survivalist and one time I cried because I stepped on a worm
+look I know my window’s really big but that doesn’t mean you had to watch my entire re-enactment of “it’s raining men” from magic mike okay
+our kite strings got tangled up
+you accidentally hit me in the face when you scored that homerun
+there is a very good chance I took your shoes instead of mine when I left that party wasted last night
+i put a gopro on my dog to figure out where she was going and it’s to your house

Truth or Dare?

“I fell in love the way you fall asleep, slowly, then all at once,” you read from the pages of your book The Fault In Our Stars. Everyone told you it was a great book and you finally gave in and read the book and you were not disappointed by what you had read so far. You didn’t read much and the only reason you gave in and started the book was due to your complete boredom and lack of activities in your household. You had already tried watching TV, but there was nothing good on, and Niall wouldn’t be home for another hour. You looked up from your book and checked the time only to see that what felt like 30 minutes was only 3. You groaned and threw your head back which caused you to also throw your book to wherever in the living room. You grumbled and slid off the couch and inched your way over to retrieve the stupid book. You grabbed it and put it on the island in your kitchen. You decided that you should start making dinner seeing as Niall would be home soon and would most likely be hungry. You pulled open your fridge and loudly groaned again as you saw that all you had in your fridge was a jar of pickles, some lunch meat, and a whole lot of beer. You thought about your options. You could either go to the grocery store and get some food and cook with Niall once he got home, or order in some food. You thought long and hard before deciding neither and pulled out a 6 pack of beer. You brought the beer to the living room and you sat with your back on the couch and plopped the beers in between your stretched out legs. You had decide to just get drunk as fuck and see where the night took you. You opened the first beer and began to drink the cool refreshing liquid. You happily sighed before grabbing your phone and began scrolling through tumblr. 45 minutes and 2 beers later you were on your way to drunk as fuck. You laughed as you saw a picture of Niall on your screen and giggled to yourself and said, “Hey I know him. That boy is my boyyyyfraaand.’ You laughed to yourself at what you said before continuing on your drunken rant. ‘Oh my goodness he is pretty. Wowie he is a pretty man. His penis is pretty too. Very pretty man.” You laughed to yourself again and continued scrolling through your feed. Soon after the door opened and you heard Niall yell out, “Honey I’m home.” You laughed and he followed the sound of your giggles to see you slumped against the couch, beer in hand with 2 other empty bottles scattered around the room. “Oh my goodness my pretty boyyyyfraaand is home,” you laughed and tried to get up, but failed miserably. Niall laughed at your failed attempt before helping you up. You giggled and threw your arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around your waist to try and help stabilize you. He smiled big and laughed and said, “Pretty man have a beer with me. Let us have some drinks and then we can order tacos,” you said excitedly. He laughed at how excited you got over tacos. “Well I will most definitely take a beer and then we can see about the tacos,’ he said, ‘How does that sound missy?” he said and put one of his hands against your cheek, attempting to get you to look at him. But instead you tried to bite his hand and growled and scrunched up your face when you missed his hand. He laughed before helping you sit down then sat down next to you and opened a beer for himself. Soon after Niall came home he was just as drunk as you. You two were a mess of giggles on the floor of the living room laughing over stupid shit. You pointed at your screen and you laughed at the picture you had just taken of Niall. He had his tee shirt wrapped around his forehead like a bandana and was jumping over the couch and luckily you had caught the picture mid air before he fell on his face, but he quickly laughed it off. “When I’m sober I’m gonna print out this picture and frame it,” you said and continued laughing with Niall. “Babe I have the greatest idea,” he suddenly slurred. He struggled to stand up, but eventually got up and began his explanation. “Are you ready?”, he asked and you nodded like a 5 year old responding to their mother who asked if you wanted candy. “Are you sure you’re ready?”, he asked again, and yet again you nodded vigorously. “Are you sure you’re ready?” he asked again loudly. “JESUS CHRIST NIALL I’M READY,” you yelled back and nodded for him to just say whatever his great idea was. He laughed at the outburst before beginning his grand statement, “I propose that we play… wait for it… wait for it, TRUTH OR DARE!”. You laughed at how seriously he was taking his little monologue, but agreed. “Just let me go get some more alcohol and then I’ll be ready,” you said and ran over to your liquor cabinet and grabbed two shot glasses, vodka, and then went to the fridge and got some more beers. You walked back into the living room to see that Niall had cleared out the living room and pushed back your coffee table and anything else that could potentially become collateral damage. You sat down next to him on the ground poured a shot each for you. You clinked glasses before pouring the burning liquid down your throat. You scrunched your face in disgust for a second before turning to Niall and giggling. “Ok I think I’m ready now Niall boo.” you giggled. “Is that my new nickname,” he laughed. You nodded and threw your head back laughing. “Ok for real, truth or dare?”, you questioned. “Dare,” he replied. You nodded your head and thought about what you should do. You decided to start off with a bit of a challenge. You smirked and said, “I dare you to run outside butt naked down the street yelling that you love Harry,” you said with laughter. You looked up to see that Niall had already stripped down to nothing and his pale, scrawny ass was already headed out the door. You followed his laughter out the door and could see his pale butt running up the street and began yelling, “I LOVE HARRY”. You laughed loudly and took a snapchat of the naked man running down your street. Once he noticed you were filming him on the way back he cupped his junk with his hand and with his other gave the camera the middle finger. You both were laughing hysterically as he made his way back into the house and you threw him his boxers he had on prior. “I can’t believe you actually did that,” you said in between fits of laughter. “It was a dare, I had to,” he replied and laughed with you as you rewatched the video of him. “Ok well now it’s my turn, but first another shot,” you smiled at him as he poured out two shots. You took it in your hand and quickly swallowed the burning liquid. Your face scrunched up, but you opened your eyes to see a smiling Niall. You blushed and he began talking, “Truth or dare?”. “Truth,” you replied, he rolled his eyes at not being as adventurous as he was, but he laughed and you giggled. You felt much more sober than before and felt able to answer whatever question he threw at you. It seemed that Niall had sobered up quite a bit too because his blue eyes stared back into yours making you melt from his warm gaze. He grabbed your hand and drew small circles on the back of it with his thumb before questioning, “How much do you love me?”. Your cheeks heated up quickly and you bashfully bowed your head down, but a warm hand lifted your chin up to look back into his angel eyes. You squeezed his hand back before replying, “I love you more than words could ever describe. My heart is filled with love for you, and I know that without you there would always be a void in my heart that could never be filled with anything other than your love,” at this point in your rant Niall was blushing furiously, but he knew that you really felt that way and he felt the exact same for you. “I love you so much that it’s truly overwhelming at times. I love you through all the fights, and all the times you are away on tour, and all the times you force me to make you food at 4 am. I truly believe you are the one, and I honestly can’t see myself being this happy with anyone other than you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you and thank my lucky stars every day that I found someone as perfect as you.”, you finished your rant. At this point a few tears were running down both of your faces and you giggled at your rambling before gently wiping away the stray tears on both of your faces with the cuff of Niall’s sweater you were wearing. His eyes bore into yours and he brought both of his hands to the back of your head and kissed your forehead. You closed your eyes and smiled because of the sweet gesture and a moment later NIall pulled back ever so slightly and his lips ghosted over your forehead before moving down and placing a sweet kiss to the tip of your nose. You smiled even wider and he continued slowly and tantalizingly placing kisses all over your face. You bit your lip as he kissed the corner of your mouth and he pulled away and wiped a stray piece of hair behind your ear before leaning in to kiss you on the place you were most yearning for his lips to touch. His soft lips sweetly pressed against yours and you melted into his touch. The kiss was passionate, and beautiful, and it was the kind of kiss that the movies made kissing look like. It was the kind of kiss that your breath away and swept you off your feet. You felt a tear run down your face and meet between the two of your lips adding to all the emotions you felt at the moment. You hated to pull away from the most passionate kiss ever, but you were struggling to breath at this point and when you pulled your lips away from Niall’s you rested your foreheads against each others and enjoyed the serenity and peacefulness you felt. He kissed your nose again and you giggled again. He whispered quietly, “That’s how much I love you.”

So that took a fluffy turn

As always thank you to lukeaass and ohwhalestyles for helping me and I hope you enjoy.


My 1989 Experience ft the Red Tour.

I never really took the time to write a post about my 1989 experience with a small insight into my Red Tour Concert. I guess reality and life took over after such a magical event and I never really got to put it all into words. I want to share my dream coming true because I really hope that if you’re reading this, yours come true someday too. So here goes… 

The Red Tour

After being a Swiftie since 2008, I finally got the chance to attend one of Tay’s tours and it was more than I could have ever imagined. Growing up in a small town in England, my family and I bought tickets to the RED tour in Kansas City, USA… Me and my little brother decided to make our posters bright, with his expressing our travels and mine featuring a sketch of Taylor on one side and Ed Sheeran on the other. We all dressed in red and added lights! My t-shirt pointed to my brother and said, ‘God smiles on my little brother’ and his pointed to e to say, ‘Never Grow Up’. Both lyrics/songs mean a lot to me so it was lovely to put them on t-shirts.
    After four flights, we finally made it! We were all so tired and in a rush to make it on time but it was worth it. People wanted to take pictures with us and the security loved us so much that they called the ‘manager’ to come and see what we had made… The 'manager’ turned out to be Mama Swift and I cannot tell you how lovely and beautiful she is. She is honestly the most wonderful woman. I met some amazing Swifties and the concert was so magical… I still have confetti from the end of the show <3 It was such a long journey but I would fly across the world to see her again.

The 1989 Tour

So where to start? I guess it all began the day I heard 1989 for the first time; with every song, I began sketching and doodling ideas for possible outfits. After debates, I finally decided to create a polaroid skirt….

Creating the Skirt:
When I first envisioned a polaroid skirt, I thought it would be simple… Sewing a few pictures on, how hard can it be, right? WRONG. I had over sixty polaroids that I had to work onto my skirt. I began by making small sketches of colour ideas, layering techniques and style. From this, I showed my mum and we bought a basic black circle skirt. However, when we began to pin the polaroids on the skirt, we realised that a full circle skirt was not going to work! The polaroids were difficult enough in texture and this certain skirt made them hang really weirdly. We found another skirt and experimented more, and luckily it worked. To help vision the skirt, we attached it to a mannequin  and added the images. After we were happy, my mum sewed them all on whilst I  arranged them how I liked them best… And after many hours, we finally completed it!

Making the Poster:
Once the skirt was completed, me and Sam decided to work on the poster. We had so many discussions and change of ideas for this one haha… In the end, we wanted to go for an older Tay style poster, hence the hands in a heart shape. Using poster board, card and lots of time, we finally got the shape we anted. After this we filled the shape with lyrics and doodles. To finish, we added Electroluminescent wire so it would light up at the concert! :)

The T-Shirts:
The T-shirts we wore were inspired by Bad Blood. I designed them on my computer adding both me and Sam’s names and adding 'Manchester Premiere 24.06.15’ to create personal, finer details.

The Concert:
Okay… So the whole thing was like a crazy ball of magical glitter!!! The night before, I put my outfit on Tumblr and went to sleep with 2 reblogs. The enxt morning, I woke to find that 300 people had liked/reblogged my photo and I was so surprised at the reaction I got. By the afternoon, I had over 800 notes and I can never ever thank all of the Swifties for sharing and supporting my hard work! <3 Anyhow, I curled my hair, added red lipstick and put on my skirt (which restricted me from sitting down properly :’) haha ) and finally made it to the concert with Sam. There were so many Swifties and cool outfits… People kept staring at my skirt and asking for pictures, including a man from a Newspaper Company and I was filled with this little sense of butterflies and happiness. We met two Swifties dressed in fox outfits and ended up making friends. Once the doors opened, we ran so fast to find Taylor Nation, and yes, we all had a joke saying, 'we are the foxes… and we RUN!’.
    When we arrived, the queue was so so long but we really wanted to get pictures. So we waited, and waited and waited for around an hour and a half. The girls dressed as foxes left but Sam convinced me to stay… We finally got to the front of the queue and we knew Tay was going to be on any minute. I was so worried that I was going to leave but once again, Sam said I should stay. We met some other Swifties who were so lovely- and we even ended up getting photos in the booth with them! I had written a card for both Taylor and Mama Swift, but I decided not to give them to anyone to pass on as I figured a lot of people do that. So I held onto them. After we had our photo taken, I was asked to get a picture alone on a different camera… I never really thought much of it; I guess I thought it was for the website or something but looking back now, it may have been for other reasons…
After this, I ran so fast to find out seats, I skipped buying a drink and just sprinted ragging Sam with me… :) We made it in time, got our bracelets on and I was so so happy.  When Tay came on, I was screaming so hard, I think I actually died right there and then. R.I.P me.
When Welcome to New York was playing, I saw Mama Swift walk past me and I freaked out so much! I tried to grab my card that I made for her but by the time I got it, she was gone… and as you can imagine, everyone swarmed around her to get pictures. I realised she wasn’t going to come back so I forgot about everything apart from the concert. Sam said he would mind my letter just in case… I was dancing and singing so much that I never thought about Loft 89 or meeting Tay because right in that moment, I was just so thankful to be at the concert…  
During the second song, Sam noticed a woman who was taking photos of me- I thought she was also a fan until I saw her go backstage… Once again, I didn’t really think about it too much.
      During the third song, I was dancing like crazy and somehow, I noticed Mama Swift passing me again. So, I shouted so loud, 'Mama Swift!!!!’ and she turned to look directly at me. My heart stopped and I was like, 'I wrote you a letter…’ and I tried to hand it to her… She smiled this amazing smile and said, 'OMG! WE HAVE BEEN LOOKING FOR YOU GUYS EVERYWHERE!’
I didn’t really process what she said so I spluttered, 'I wrote you a letter…’ Mama Swift then repeated, 'I don’t think you understand… we have literally been looking for you guys everywhere!’. At that moment I was in shock. Us? Me? What? Why? I questioned over and over. She asked us if we had ever met Tay and I began to cry so much. I told her no and she gave us Loft 89 passes. I kept on crying and thanking her. She asked if the card was for Taylor and I told her it wasn’t and that I had made it for her. She thanked me and carried on greeting other fans.
After that, I just enjoyed the concert and danced till the very end. I sang so much and I felt like I was in some kind of dream. I guess I’ve wanted to meet Taylor since 2008 and the fact it was going to happen was just magical  perfect enchanting … I can’t even describe it in words because words will never be enough to tell you how my heart was fluttering and pounding against my chest, how I wanted to cry all these fuzzy warm tears and how everything just fell right into place…

Loft 89:
After the show, we had to meet at a certain place so me and Sam ran to find it… We met two really lovely people and were discussing how it all happened! :D I called my mum to tell her and she cried… I thanked her for all her help with the skirt and told her how much I love her. When we entered Loft 89 there was pizza and cold drinks and it was perfect. Like Pizza and Tay?! What could be better ahha. I remember Ellie Golding playing in the background but the rest was a blur because of how excited I was. Me and Sam took a place in the corner and waited for Taylor to speak to us. When it was our turn, she came over and was like, 'OMG I saw your skirt on TUMBLR!!!’ and in that moment, everything fit together like a puzzle. Why people were taking photos of me, why Mama Swift said she was looking for us… Taylor personally wanted to meet me! :’( :D! She asked if it took a long time and I was like, 'yes, a VERY long time!’. She was like 'oh you sewed them all on that’s so cool!’ and asked if I wanted one of them signing…I said no thank you as I had a spare polaroid with me that I wanted her to sign. She asked my name and how to spell it and I swear my life was complete there and then. She knows my name and that’s all I ever wanted. She signed Sam’s Loft 89 pass and I gave her my card. I was so speechless that I never got to say everything I ever wanted but I wrote it all in the card. The card had a drawing of Elsa on it that I did :) She asked if we wanted a picture and I was like, 'YES!!!’. She saw our poster and was like, 'OMG this is so cute! Did you guys make this!?’ and I laughed and nodded. Taylor then giggled and was like, 'Can I just like, stick my head through it?!’ OMG I WAS LAUGHING SO MUCH! So that’s how we got such a cool unique photo- like Tay you are epic for that idea! We said our goodbyes and left Loft 89 after she met everyone else. I remember walking home that night so damn happy and it’s all because of Tay.

So Taylor, thank you for being there for me since 2008, thank you for picking me out of a crowd of 21,000 people and thank you for being my friend when no one else was. I know how lucky I was and I will never ever take that for granted.

I love you taylorswift, you are amazing in every single way.

From 2008, back to 1989 and to the endless years of forever and always…

Lizzie xxx


Very recently I was blessed with the most amazing and incredible experience of my life and I thought it was time that I shared it with you all! I actually wrote down a lot of what I wanted to say on the plane ride home, but haven’t really been able to coherently gather my thoughts until now. Just over a week ago, I got to not only meet…but really hang out with Shelley Hennig…so read on if you’d like to hear all about it and get some details on what went down! (Warning….this will be long)

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Dedicated to goldcaught, as one of her tag rants about needing an AU with Klaus being Caroline’s bodyguard is the basis of this fic and I wouldn’t have written it without her! Smut warning

When Caroline Forbes hired a personal bodyguard, it was withone motive and one motive only: protect herself from Tyler Lockwood and his stalker-liketendencies.

Breaking up with him had been for the best, really—he was onthe fast track to be NFL Rookie of the Year, and she was lined up as the next big singer-songwriter after Taylor Swift–not that she’d ever brag about it, of course.

She had known he would be upset. Furious, even. But what she hadn’t counted on was his vengeful streak to rear its ugly head.

The first incident he had crashed her birthday party and started a fist fight with one of her guests.

The second time, he had somehow managed to sneak into her home in Los Angeles and beg her to return to him, eventually shattering a wine glass that he had thrown dangerously close to her head.

Hence, the pressing need for a bodyguard.

Katherine had sworn her fiancé Elijah’s brother was the best in the business and handsome to boot, and when he first appeared in his dark clothes and Aviators, she had to admit he was quite easy on the eyes.

Until he opened his mouth.

Niklaus Mikaelson, however attractive, was one of the most infuriating, arrogant men she had ever encountered, with his condescending pet names for her and his teasing about her neuroticism and his refusal to leave her alone even for one small shopping spree. Their days usually ended with a full-blown argument over even the most trivial of matters.

But slowly, so gradual that she hardly realized it, all that began to change.

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