just wanna know how many fans we have

10 Subjects That International Swifties Will Understand

1- Your English is -highly percent, reallly good.

We spent our childhood and teenager years with her. She is American and she speaks English, so we needed to know English to understand her. I remember that when I was like 13, I was trying to translate her interviews with my strange, A2 English. My English is much better now, but I know hundreds of fans who’s English is better than my still strange tongue. She is literally a teacher.

2- With the first subject, you are -probably- speaking in American accent.

I hope It’s not just me! I can’t speak the English accent I learnt at school, I can only make a country accent or modern American one. Chancing through the eras. 

3- Taylor Swift concerts that you have never been in.

Hello Turkish, nearly whole European and Latin American Swifties! We all understand each other. Nothing to talk about.

4-The Competitions that you have never been in.

You saw a video on Youtube about Tay. Ticking it. So many brands are giving presents and surprises to fans and this one’s Ups. They are giving concert tickets and boxes to lucky fans. You are so excited and happy and WANNA JOIN annnnndddddd Only North American fans. Nice.

5- TaylorSwift.com and Target

They are writing ‘Including Europe’ and when I open the page, It’s just UK, Scotland and Germany. I bet same goes for Latin America too. HOW I CAN GET MY MAGAZINE? I WANT THAT MAGAZINE!

6-We know everything about time differences.

Six hours between West Europe and New York. Seven hours for East Europe. Fourteen hours with Melbourne. I can guarantee that every international Swiftie feels this.

7- The programs and award shows that you can’t watch.

Yesterday, I opened ABC’s page to watch GMA. It said ‘not available in ur region’. I opened VPN and the page said ‘Use Chrome’. I cannot use VPN with Chrome. ABC WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?

8- Waking up in the middle of the night.

(For Europeans, ‘cause I don’t know how Australians do) I’ll wake up at 2.30 am to watch VMAs on this Monday, with my best friend coffee. 

9-When a Taylor song/album is #1 in your country.

*BEING PROUD WITH TAYLOR* *BEING PROUD WITH YOUR COUNTRY*

10- You know Taylor loves and cares us equally and you love her so much too.

But … I WANT THAT MAGAZINES.

I don’t have that big of a following but I just wanna say to any black fans/fans of colour, I hope you’re doing ok. we had a chance to feel safe and it was ruined. the poor girl was told to her face that she would be supported and she wasn’t. I feel very hurt. I’m also hurting because I know how much this meant to so many people and it was taken from us. I always call myself a “diary” cuz I’m pretty good at listening to people’s thoughts so, if any of you see this, feel free to message me and vent.

TEACHING VIXX - CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO

Ok….please don’t laugh at me. This is the first I’ve ever written something going this far into explanation. I hope it doesn’t make you cringe.

I will try to get a Ravi chapter out soon. Expect fluffy fluffiness and a bit of sexy Ravi….maybe.

Anyway, here goes nothing…

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“What do you mean by ‘a green light’?”

“Just exactly that. After I saw you sink to the floor, I freaked out and screamed. I was going to push him away but I hadn’t even touched him before this green light came from my hands and knocked him into the wall.”

“So, basically you "Kamehameha’d” him?“

"I’m being serious!”

You slapped Taekwoon’s thigh next to you. You both had woke up early and, thankfully, the power was back on. You started explaining to Taekwoon what you had done after he’d been stabbed. He had brought you over to sit between his legs and pulled the comforter around you both.

“I know. I’m sorry. Please continue.” His arms came around your waist and rested there.

“There’s not much more than that. After all that, I panicked and ran to Unni’s apartment. Is that something that goes along with hybrid stuff? I’ve been feeling weird since then, too.”

“I’ve never heard of anything like that. Maybe I can ask JangPil. "Are you feeling really bad?”

“No, I just feel….off. I don’t know how to explain it. Like it drained my energy or something.”

“I’m glad you got a lick in on him, though. Little bastard deserved it.”

You played with the hem of the comforter and snuggled in further.

“I never thought he would be like that. He used to be so nice.”

“Oh, yes, we need to talk about that. I believe you said you liked him?” His legs squeezed around you, causing you to smile slightly.

“Used to. Past tense. He was one of the first guys I met when I came here for school. At the time, he was so sweet and helped me learn Korean. He would always do this thing where he would grab my face, look into my eyes, and tell me that he was going to download Korean into my brain. I used to think it was the cutest thing. Now, I know he was just trying to connect my mind to his. I should have known though. He never really showed much interest beyond that. I held onto that crush for a good three years before he stopped all contact with me.”

When Taekwoon didn’t say anything, you turned to look at him. His eyes were narrowed and red. He seemed rather pissed off.

“Taekwoon?” He snapped out of it when you said his name. He looked up at you and smirked. Well…that was a dangerous look.

“Taekwoon, are you okay?” You turned around and sat on your heels.

“I’m fine. Just controlling the urge to tear him apart.” He smiled but it was edged with something else fatal. “Now I’m kind of pissed that I didn’t get to beat the shit out of him.”

“He probably would have liked it anyway.”

“Sick bastard. You were right, you know. He wanted someone to hit him. His whole body was humming with anticipation.”

“He probably wouldn’t have stabbed you though if I hadn’t called him out on it.”

“He would have found another reason anyway. Don’t dwell in it.” He tucked your hair behind your ears and pulled on one of your ear lobes.

Suddenly, an embarrassing thought crossed your mind. Taekwoon noticed and smiled.

“What’s going on in that pretty little head? I can feel the gears turning.”

You mustered up all the courage you had in you and asked.

“D-do you have any?” You couldn’t make eye contact with him. If you did, you would lose your will to carry on the conversation.

“Any what, love?”

“You know…”

“No, I don’t.” He joined his hands behind your back and pulled you a bit closer.

“Any, um, you know…..k-kinks? Things you like….like that?” Your face was burning. You still couldn’t believe you asked that. You heard him chuckle so you finally looked at his face. His eyes took on a lovely glow and he smiled sinfully. Your heart kicked up and it only served to widen his smile.

“Why do you want to know?”

Your eyes widened at his question. Was it too foward? Did he not want to tell you? Maybe he wanted to keep it a secret.

“You don’t have to tell me. Honest! I was just curious! We can talk about something else.”

“Well, if you really want to know, I have a couple. Wanna guess what they are?”

“I have no idea….uh…oh! I know! Biting!”

He nodded and laughed. You had to bite down the urge to crawl under the floor after saying that outloud.

“I think any Starlight could guess that though. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had that conversation with another f–”

His eyebrows raised at what you had said. You had never talked about being a fan before you’d met him. And he never asked.

“What kind of conversations?”

Your mind searched for ways to change the subject.

“Oh, nothing important. Just how nice your voice was, how well you danced, and the musicals you did. Stuff like that.”

“No, you said you had conversations about me biting people.”

“J-just in passing. Whenever there was a photo released or something, usually with JaeHwan as the victim. We just noticed is all.”

He sat there for a moment, turning things over in his brain. A slow smile spread on his face.

“You like it too.” You gave up. He was too good at reading you. You buried your head in your hands and collapsed on his chest. This conversation had gone south, really quick.

“So, basically, you like my animal side. The eyes, growling, and biting.”

Worried that he might think that was all you liked, you raised back up.

“No! Well, I do. But thats only part of what I love! I love all of you! I swear, I do! Oh goodness, this was supposed to be about me learning more about you and it flipped around on me!” You flopped your head down on his chest again and you could feel him chuckle. You groaned at his amusement.

“I know, sweetheart. I was just messing around with you. I love that you like the animal side of me. It certainly responds to you.” His hands found their way under your shirt to lightly caress your back. You smiled and snuggled into his chest.

“Do you really want to know another one?” You looked at him and nodded. “Promise not to think I’m a freak that should be avoided at all costs?” Again, you nodded. “Promise never to run away from me again?” Rolling your eyes, you nodded for the third time.

Suddenly, he grabbed your waist and lifted you. When he set you down, you were straddling one of his thighs. You looked up at him, curious. His eyes slowly started to glow as he lifted his leg at a low angle. If it weren’t for his hands on your waist, holding you steady, you would have fallen forward.

“Hands on my shoulders.” You quickly obliged, confused at his actions. You looked down at your position but still couldn’t figure out what he was doing.

“Look at me.” You brought your eyes up to meet his still glowing eyes. Your eyes widened when you could feel him tense the muscle in his thigh. You hadn’t changed from the previous night so you still had his oversized shirt on over just your underwear.

Finally, he pulled you towards him and you inhaled sharply. The feeling of your barely-clad center moving slowly over his thigh had you gasping for air. He moved you until you were flush against his stomach. You swallowed hard and looked up at him. Your hands were clenched on his shoulders and your lower half ached. His eyes met yours and your desire increased ten-fold. He must have sensed it because he smiled.

“Good?” His voice was gravelly from his own desire.

“Yeah.” Your own voice came out breathy and you had only a second to recover before his lips took yours. He moved his lips excruciatingly slow over yours as his hands moved you back across his thigh. He swallowed the gasp you released before bringing you quickly back down to rest at his stomach. You held onto his shoulders for dear life as he released your mouth and traveled down your neck. He repeated his torture for a few more moments as he flicked his tongue over your tattoo before moving down to bite your collarbone. Desperate for more, you rolled your hips experimentally over his thigh. The movement earned you a deep growl as his arms wrapped around your waist. He quickly flipped you so that you were underneath him. You whined a bit at the loss of contact with his leg.

“There will be plenty of time for that later. Right now, I want you underneath me.”

anonymous asked:

Do you ever think about how the BOM are a group of expendable characters with no face so we won't get attached to them? Cause that's just sad... Also do you have any theories regarding their ceremonial blades?

Tell that to the Ulaz and Thace fans haha

Kolivan’s days are numbered aswell….

I dun really have any theories I guess, just wanna know what is it exactly that activates the blades, I hope they tell us that at some point and dun just leave it vague 

anonymous asked:

Its just weird how last week or two weeks ago? people were wishing to have him hold the bi flag up and you saw so many post and finally when he did people were so happy (which is good), so like why cant we want that and allow that for black fans, i dont know like the past day or so really showed how racist some people are even though they think they're not

because bisexuality includes white people and now because it’s blm it’s unrelatable

Shoot Spinoff… I wanna say a few words.

Do I trust this guy? Not really. He could be serious, or he could just be trying to get the shoot fans as followers. BUT WHAT MATTERS IS:

Guys, we caught attention. We have NEVER targeted or tagged him, yet he saw how many people want a Shoot Spinoff. Can you imagine how it must look like to Netflix who we have contacted and tagged all the time?

We made noise and they saw us. They know people want a Shoot spinoff. If we keep this up, or if we even do more and everybody joins in, we could achieve so much.

Everybody, do not think “But the probability of a Shoot Spinoff is so small..”. It is but listen to Simone Biles who said “dreams DO come true” but only if you fight for it.  Think “ what if Amy and Sarah actually get their own show, TOGETHER?!” and we can make that happen. Remember Jericho fans got their Spinoff after they fought for it.

So stay tuned for more events from the Shoot Spinoff Campaign.

PS: I am lowkey sorry for the Simone Biles reference here but I think she is such an inspiration and I love her so much :)

Please like if you read this so that I know 😭❤

I just wanna say that Taylor, I love you so much. But you don’t even know that I exist *sobs*. You don’t know how many fans you have here in India. I wish you knew all of us, me and my friends. How we are so crazy for you, how we fangirl over you 24x7. How we can’t stand a word against you, how we LOVE YOU SO MUCH. And I honestly wish upon a wishing star that you read this and just acknowledge the fact that you know me and my fellow friends and your beloved fans 😭❤

- by your number 1 crazy fangirl Yusra, I go by YUS tho lol

@taylorswift @taylornation

Wanting attention (Chanyeol x reader)

Chanyeol x reader
Angst/fluff
Hope you like it!

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“YOU’RE LATE!” You practically shouted into your phone. “I know I know! I got caught up and forgot the time.” His voice sound a bit nervous.

You sigh and pinched the bridge of your nose. You had a date with Chanyeol today. But lately it’s always been an excuse after excuse. Practice, recording, he forgot, or he’s just too tired.

“Chanyeol if you don’t get here in the next 5 to 10 minutes, I’m leaving and never speaking to you ever again.” You spat.

“Okay okay! I’ll be there don’t worry.” He assured

“You better.”

You hung up, stuffing your phone back into your bag. You huffed and crossed your arms, sitting on a bench in front of your favorite cafe.

5 minutes

‘Are you here?’ You messaged him. No answer. Ugh.

10 minutes

‘Park Chanyeol, istg.’ You messaged once again.

It’s been half an hour already. You pursed your lips and stood, stomping off. You angrily typed away at your phone before pressing it against your ear.

“Hello~” a happy voice answered through. The only person you could turn to at this point, Chanyeol’s best friend.

“Hi Baek, mind if I come over?” You spoke softly, clearing your throat so it wouldn’t seem like you were about to cry. “Y/N-ssi!” He greeted “of course you can come!”

“Cool, I’ll be there in a few” you informed before hanging up, wiping away the upcoming tears in your eyes

After arriving, you gingerly knocked on the door. Tears had finally slid down your face. Baekhyun opened the door with a big smile, but open seeing your face it had disappeared. “Y/N-ssi? What happened?” He asked.

You sniffled “he’s such an asshole..” You hicced.

Baekhyun stepped aside so you could walk in. You did, walking over to the couch. You plopped yourself down, hugging onto a pillow and digging your face in it.

You felt a shift and a hand pressed against your back. “Y/N-ssi.. What happened?” He asked once again. You let out a small sob against the pillow, peeking out of it. “Chanyeol’s such an ass…” You muffled your confession.

“I doubt that” he chuckled softly, trying to make you feel better. You just looked at him. That shut him up. “What did he do?”

“We were suppose to go on a date today, but he flaked again.” You sniffled.

“How many times has he done this.”

“This is the sixth time.” You said, looking down. “Y/N. He’s an idol. We’re nothing but busy. I mean, we have our fans, we wanna make them happy” Baekhyun explained, rubbing your back in soothing circles.

“I know! And I’m happy that he’s making his fans happy.” You started “I know this sounds selfish, but would it kill for some attention?” You spoke softly.

Baekhyun just sighed “I’ll go make some tea” he said, standing up. You nod and hid your face once again. Once he came back, he brought some cookies and tissues as well.

Knock knock

“I’ll go get it.” He announced, gently patting your head gently and walking over to the door.

You were in too much pain to care who was at the door. All you heard was something that sounded like scolding.

‘She’s on the couch, quit screwing this up. She’s too good to lose.” You heard Baekhyun whisper to the mystery guest.

The door shut. Two sets of footsteps were heard, one going upstairs and the other coming near you.

You hoped to god it was Baekhyun coming to you. You didn’t wanna interact with anyone in your current state. Hugging the pillow tighter, you curl up more as the footsteps got closer.

“Jagi..” A deep voice called out. No. It seriously can’t be.

“Go away..”

“Jagi please.” The voice was now in front of you “please look at me.” They said. You didn’t want you. You didn’t want to believe who it was. But none the less, you slowly peeked out of the pillow once again. Chanyeol. As expected.

The expression on his on his face was practically foreign to you. He was always smiling and looking so happy. But this time, he wore a frown.

God you wanted to wipe that frown off his face and replace it with a smile.

You hide back into your pillow “what do you want.” You muffled. You felt his giant hands hold onto your arms

“I want to apologize for being such a pabo” he spoke gently to you.

“No you don’t, you’re just going to be busy again..” You spat weakly. “I promise I’ll make more time for you.” He assured “just forgive me… Please Jagi?” You shook gently, slowly pulling your face away from the pillow. “How can I be so sure? I know you’re an idol and all and I know that you love your fans..” You looked down “but I love you.. And I want you to spend time with me too…”

You felt Chanyeol’s grip tighten. “You’re extremely Important to me, babe. I really am sorry that I’ve been so busy lately and I promise to make more time for you. You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me and I’m not going to risk losing you.” He said, pressing his forehead against yours “I love you too, Jagi.” He whispers to you.

You’re blushed and glanced up at the giant. The usual warm and loving happy smile was plastered on his face once again.

You smiled a bit too, wrapping your arms around his back and his around your waist.

“I do hope you know you’re going to have a lot of making up to you” you informed, closing you eyes and just enjoying his embrace

“I have ways.” He smirked. You smacked his back gently. Good ol’ Chanyeol. Your Chanyeol.


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