Swiftie Bday Video Project...it’s gonna be awesome guys
As you know, Taylor’s birthday is on December 13th, and she’s gonna be 26! We were going to do the Swiftie Scrapbook Project, but we realized a video would be much easier to get to her. It’s basically going to be a video of a bunch of Swifties wishing Taylor a happy birthday, either through a post or you can send in pictures and videos to wish her a happy birthday if you want :) Your tumblr urls will be in the video, along with whatever message you want to send her! This is a great opportunity to get a Taylor follow and tell Tay how much you appreciate her! I’ll make the video and post it on her birthday. Follow the instructions if you want to be included-
1. Make a post wishing Taylor a happy birthday or email a video/picture to email@example.com
AN: Short fluffy canon piece (yes, it can be done) for Tay @candicemorgan. Set after 4x06. Oh, Caroline and Tyler broke up for real here.
“I got so emotional during that movie that i didn’t notice i was gripping your hand I’m so sorry.” (x)
When Caroline had said she would need at least three seats between them, she probably hadn’t predicted he would invite himself to her house to watch said movies.
Well, that certainly wasn’t his fault, was it? Klaus smirked, stepping over the threshold of Forbes’ house, a stack of DVD’s in his hand.
Oh yes, he came prepared.
The blonde fussed over the change of plans for a while, her brows adorably furrowed. Finally, her inbred hospitality won over and she fixed him a drink, then left for a few minutes to change.
Unneeded breath caught in his throat when he saw her descend the stairs. She had looked ravishing in her date outfit, black skinny jeans that hugged the curve of her arse and showed off her shapely long legs, frilly peach top that brought out her porcelain skin. But now - in loose shorts and a soft tank top, her curls loose and bouncing - Caroline was just as gorgeous.
He helped her out with preparing the snacks, revelling in the subtle intimacy of the act, two people puttering around the kitchen, chatting, laughing.
Back in the living room, she still put as much distance between them as she could, nestling herself on the exact opposite side of couch.
But he had a plan for that too.
With the help of his hybrids, Klaus had carried out a little investigation regarding Caroline’s cinematic tastes.
And now, having decided to go for the kill (not literally) from the get go, he inserted Gone With The Wind DVD into the player.
“Of course you chose the longest movie possible,” Caroline shot a dirty look his way, shaking her head.
“I happen to know it’s one of your favourites, love. I merely aim to please,” he replied innocently (as innocently as he could) and observed in delight as the blonde fought the smile curling her glorious lips.
They watched in silence for a while, until he threw an off-hand comment about a detail or two about the war tactics during Civil War. Caroline’s eyes lit up, as if she just realized now he had lived through that period. It seemed couldn’t help herself as she peppered him with questions, elbow perched on the headrest while her eyes held his, twinkle of interest in her eyes.
Hook, line and sinker.
When the time for the next movie came, Caroline was sitting in the middle of the couch, only a feet or two of distance between them now.
Time for The Notebook.
Even if the movie was a pure torture for him to watch, all 5 times Rebekah had made them sit through it, Klaus knew his devotion would pay off.
Throughout the romantic entanglements of Allie and Noah, his gaze was focused on Caroline. The way a corner of her mouth would lift up a bit in amusement or her nose scrunch in distaste. Her pearly laugh tickling his skin and his fingertips itching to brush off her tears.
Klaus almost forgot about his plan when suddenly, he felt her soft body nuzzle into his side, shivers trailing down his spine at the contact.
“But it’s so sad,” Caroline wept, “and so sad. He remembered for both of them…and then they died to-, to-, together.” She buried her face in the crook of his neck.
Running his fingers through her curls soothingly, he dipped his head a little, breathing in the honey vanilla scent of her hair. A small smile emerged on his face when she purred quietly at his caress, her tears slightly soaking his shirt.
“Don’t think I don’t know what you did here, Klaus.” A mumble reverberated against his chest. Caroline looked up and glared at him, “I am so choosing the movies next time.”
This is Juliana (and her friend Emily) and she’s 14 years old and has fought cancer 8 times. It just came back for the 8th time last month, and she doesn’t ever remember being healthy because she’s been fighting since she was 5 years old. Juliana and Emily went to your show together in Washington DC for the 1989 tour, and they both LOVE you. They stay in the same hospital when they are getting treatments too, and sometimes they are even room ‘neighbors’ 💗 Juliana inspires me just like you do, and so does Emily. I don’t know them personally but I’ve been following Juliana’s story on FB for months now and I know it would mean the world to them even if you just saw this post. You make so many people smile, Tay, I love you.
(picture credit to John Carver from 'Angels for Juliana’ FB page)
Hey all, so I’m making a little collage to post for Tay! I’m not going to say what it is saying yet, but I need 41 people to send me a message & I will give them a letter that they have to draw out and take a selfie with and then I will also tell them my iMessage so I can receive the photo.
If you’re interested please send me an ask or an IM, ASAP and I’ll give you some more details :)
Also please reblog so I can get enough people for this!