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imnameimswrld · 3 days

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𖤐 ִֶָ 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘𝐔 as 𓂃 𝓓𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓼 ³ 🧷

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friends to lovers. gyu is very clingy but, you don't mind because he's like you huge cuddle teddy bear. bro goes weak in the knees and gets all giggly when you ask him something simple like zipping you up. he's so obsessed with you, almost every date night ends with you two naked and tangled in the sheets (not that you mind, of course). you've been together for so long, but everytime your name leaves his lips, it makes your heart explode to butterflies and content. becomes incredibly sulky when he's away from you. adores going shopping with you, and he's genuinely a great help and has a great eye for fashion.

#kpop #seventeen #svt fluff #svt mingyu #kim mingyu fluff #kim mingyu #mingyu #seventeen mingyu #taylornation #taylor swift #reputayswift #dress taylor swift

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ourstolenlullabiess · 3 months

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Taylor Swift lyrics + classical art

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wilbursprincess · 3 months

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literally any bursona you would like x reader.

smutshot based off dress by taylor swift?:o

“Only Bought This Dress So You Could Take It Off”

Superstarbur x Female Reader

Warnings: Pure smut omg, Dom!Superstarbur, Sub!Reader, praising, degrading, begging (if you squint), riding, choking (but not really), unprotected sex, this is just so unholy and I’m not sorry

EXCELLENT TASTE IN MUSIC, ☁️ ANON. EXCELLENT. (saw the other ask lmao ik it’s you). This song is insanely queer coded to me lol. Reputation will always be my top album (in case anyone’s curious, my top three are Reputation, 1989, and Fearless) and Dress is just. Mwah. Chef’s kiss.

Fic below cut!

Wilbur’s eyes lock with mine from across the crowded room, making heat rush between my thighs.

“You two have the sweetest friendship,” sighs my friend, sipping wistfully on her cup. “I’d never be able to stay just friends with someone like him.”

I give her what I hope is a cheerful smile. “It’s easy. He’s just my best friend. I’ve never thought of him as anything more.”

Liar.

My friend keeps talking, but my gaze keeps drifting back across the room, admiring Wilbur for the nth time that night. He glances up, making sure nobody’s watching us before giving me a wink, pulling out his phone.

Wilbur: i need you.

Wilbur: make an excuse.

Wilbur: i’ve been dreaming about what i want to do to you all night.

I give my friend an apologetic smile. “Sorry, but I’ve got work in the morning. Wilbur’s about to take me home.”

At least the second part of that isn’t a lie.

Right on cue, Wilbur walks up, making my stomach tighten, placing a protective hand on my lower back.

“Sorry to steal her away,” he jokes, face cheerful, but his hand sliding down and cupping my ass tells me everything I need to know.

The second we make it outside, Wilbur’s got me roughly shoved against the wall, kissing me so hard I gasp. His hand slips up my thigh, rubbing circles in my drenched panties.

“Do you have any idea,” he pants. “What you do to me?”

“I think I have a general idea,” I reply. “It’s pressing into my leg.”

“I’m going to take you home and do the unholiest of things to that gorgeous, gorgeous body of yours, ok, princess?” Wilbur coos, and I frantically nod. “Good girl.”

We barely make it into his bedroom before he tosses me into the middle of the bed, running his hands over my body through the thigh fabric of my dress.

“Only bought this dress so you could take it off,” I murmur against his parted lips as I unbutton his shirt.

“Knowing how wet I make you from across a room when everyone thinks we’re just friends is almost pathetic,” Wilbur replies silkily, fumbling with his belt buckle. “You love that, don’t you, you little slut?”

I groan at the sight of his bare chest. “God, yes.”

He tugs my dress off over my head with one hand and yanks my thong off with the other. “I’ll never get enough of seeing you all naked and spread out in the sheets for me.”

Wilbur leans down, burying his face between my thighs and licking up the wetness pooling between them. “Oh my goodness,” he murmurs into the soft skin. “I could drown in this pretty pussy.”

“Please,” I whine, tugging on his curls. “Please, Wilbur.”

He snickers. “Please what, baby? You know I can’t do what you want if you don’t use your words for me.”

“Please…” I gasp. “Please fuck me.”

Wilbur smiles, pulling back to tug his pants and boxers off. “There you go, sweetheart. That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

God, he’ll be the death of me.

“Saddle up, love.”

We groan in unison as I sink down onto his cock, Wilbur’s hands grasping my hips and pulling me down. We start to move together and my head goes fuzzy from pleasure, swirling my hips as I take every inch he gives me.

“Bounce for me,” he groans, letting out a long, low, moan as I do exactly as he asks. “Good girl.”

This angle is hitting exactly where I need it too, and when Wilbur reaches around to rub my clit in time with my movements, I know I’m an absolute goner.

“I’m so close,” I cry out, legs shaking as the waves of pleasure washes over me. “Fuck, right there.”

Laughing, Wilbur grabs one of my nipples, twisting it between his fingers until I cry out. “So close already, huh?” He says teasingly. “Pathetic little thing, falling apart on my cock.”

I scream out his name as I tip over the edge, shuddering from overstimulation as he keeps thrusting into me.

“You can give me one more?” Wilbur says, and I nod. “That’s my girl. Lay down for me.”

Shakily, I climb off him, whining as he tosses my legs over his shoulders and dives back in.

He’s pounding into me fast and hard, every whine and groan music to my ears. One hand is snuggly around my throat, the other playing with my tits and only adding to the pleasure.

“You’re absolutely soaked, love,” teases Wilbur, nibbling and sucking at a spot on my neck I know will be visible tomorrow. “Does it really feel that good?”

I frantically nod. “Feels so good,” I manage to whine out, sinking my teeth into his lower lip. “Fuck.”

“Gonna cum with me, baby?” Wilbur asks, thrusts growing sloppy as he wills himself to keep going for me.

“Yes,” I gasp. “Oh, God, yes,”

My second climax hits me like a train, lasting so long I practically see stars floating in my vision. Just as I start to come down from the high, Wilbur cries out my name, pulling out and releasing all over my stomach.

“Hang on,” he whispers gently, kissing my forehead before reaching into his nightstand and grabbing a towel. “Thought I should be prepared this time.”

I laugh wearily, letting him clean both of us up a little.

“So much for you being my best friend,” I murmur sleepily. “God, you’re so good in bed.”

Wilbur leans down and softly plants a kiss on my lips. “I’ve never slept with someone who makes me feel like you do.” He tugs me against his chest, curled as the little spoon, gently kissing the deep purple mark he left just minutes earlier. “Stay with me tonight?”

“Always.”

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dasapphic · 5 months

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Your camera roll if you were dating Taylor Swift 😌🤌🏼

#taylor swift #lgbetty #the eras tour #gaylor #swifties #taylor nation #lesbian #gaylor swift #evermore #folklore #cottagecore lesbian #camera roll #kaylor #swiftgron #dress taylor swift

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vivi-designs · 1 month

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DARLING X APPLE

Idk who said this but dapple is so Dress coded by Taylor swift !

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thecoldcoffeecup · 8 months

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it was the best of times, the worst of crimes

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trickarrows-bishop · 4 months

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tanthamore + taylor swift lyrics ; dress // suburban legends // delicate // snow on the beach // dancing with our hands tied // labyrinth // peace

#tanthamore #willlow 2022 #jade claymore #kit tanthalos #kit x jade #jade x kit #web weave #web weaving #taylor swift #taylor swift lyrics #dress taylor swift #suburban legends taylor swift #delicate taylor swift #snow on the beach taylor swift #dancing with our hands tied taylor swift #labyrinth taylor swift #peace taylor swift #:))))))))))

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moon-witchs-world · 11 months

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Dress - Harry J. Potter

I don’t want you like a best friend. Only bought this dress so you could take it off.

Harry J. Potter x Fem!reader

~1,1K words Summary: After defeating Lord Voldemort Harry Potter wants nothing more than to be happy. To have an easy, simple life. Be boring for a while. Things have changed. The golden trio becomes a loved-up duo and leaves Harry spending more time by himself than he likes. Things with Ginny Weasley just didn’t work out, both of them have changed and they have gone their separate ways. He spends more and more time with you, his best friend and decides to ask you to be his plus one at Ron and Hermione’s wedding.

Author’s note: this is pure, sickly sweet fluff inspired by the TS song Dress. Hope you enjoy, please leave me a comment or reblog, it makes my day!

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It would make me so happy to go to R&H’s wedding together. Will you go with me?,’ Harry had written to you a few weeks earlier. You had written your reply with shaking hands. I would love to, Harry.

And so there you were on a sunny Spring day wearing a flowy, fairytale like dress that complemented all your curves, waiting for Harry Potter.

Ron and Hermione were getting married today and you were beyond excited. You loved weddings. Adored them. There was something so magical and promising about two people dressed up to the nines, in front of all their loved ones, making vows that would last a lifetime. It was even more special when the people getting married were two of your best friends.

You met Harry, Ron and Hermione when you were just eleven on your first day at Hogwarts. Being muggle born you didn’t know anyone who went to Hogwarts and you were so anxious. The trio was kind to you and accepted you into their little friend group. After the Wizarding War you remained closest to Harry. Ron and Hermione had finally confessed their love to each other and were making up for lost time by never leaving each other’s company or their home for that matter.

During those post-war years you and Harry grew closer than ever and spent a lot of time together. He was the best friend anyone could ask for, but lately your feelings for him changed. You had fallen for the Chosen one. The man with the lightning shaped scar on his forehead and the fierce green eyes. The kind wizard who was seemingly unaware of the magnetic power he had on you.

And then he asked you to go to the wedding together. Maybe he meant it just as friends, but you felt hopeful. Maybe today you were finally going to be brave enough to confess your feelings.

You arrived before Harry did and had some time to take in the beautiful scenery. The wedding would take place outside, in the idyllic backyard of Bill and Fleur’s Shell Cottage. There were wildflowers everywhere and champagne flutes floated through the air. You grabbed one and took a sip. Maybe a bit of liquid courage was exactly what you needed.

A faint pop behind you startled you and when you turned around you felt a mixture of comfort and anxiety when you saw Harry Potter had appeared behind you.

‘Forgive me for being late. You look absolutely gorgeous,’ he said after pressing a kiss on your cheek. You hoped he didn’t notice you blushing just a little. When you replied, he was still staring at you.

‘No problem, I only just arrived. You look very handsome as well, Harry,’ you answered. His dark green dress robes made his eyes pop even more and his hair wasn't as messy as usual. You liked his messy, raven coloured hair that never seemed to want to behave in a certain way and you had to resist the urge to run your hands through his hair to mess it up a bit more.

‘Please, everyone, take your seats. The ceremony is about to begin!’ Mrs. Weasley said rather agitated and you and Harry both went and took a seat at the front.

The ceremony was intimate and beautiful. You were sure Ron had had a bit too much to drink before, he slurred his words a bit during his vows and his posture was a bit unsteady. Hermione looked radiant, even more beautiful than on a normal day.

Maybe it was wishful thinking, but you thought you felt Harry’s eyes wander to you at least a couple of times during the ceremony. You were very aware of your upper legs touching ever so slightly and when you wiped away a few happy tears, he squeezed your hand softly.

When Ron and Hermione were officially husband and wife and the newlyweds were sharing a passionate kiss, everyone got up and cheered.

‘Let’s celebrate!’ Ron yelled enthusiastically. The chairs were magicked away which made space for a dancefloor. Harry took your hands and the both of you started to dance. You let him lead you over the dancefloor, never breaking eye contact for longer than a few seconds. After a while you two decided it was time to take a break and have a drink. Harry took two glasses of champagne from one of the floating trays and gave you one. You stood there in silence for a moment, looking at Ron and Hermione, locked into a tight embrace in the center of the dancefloor.

‘You’re my best friend. I’m glad we’re here together,’ Harry suddenly said with a beaming smile. You had always been proud to call someone as kind and authentic as Harry Potter your best friend, but now the words hurt you. They felt empty. Not anything close to what you actually felt for him.

‘I don’t want to be your best friend,’ you heard yourself say. His eyes widened in confusion and a few wrinkles appeared on his forehead as he frowned.

‘Well, I mean, I like being your best friend. But I want to be more,’ you said so quietly it was no more than a whisper. Harry grabbed your hand and leaned in a bit.

‘Well, to be honest, I didn’t ask you to come with me as a friend,’ he said with a slight flush on his cheeks. You looked at him in disbelief. Could it be? Could your feelings for Harry be mutual?

‘Is it weird to ask you to be my girlfriend at our best friends’ wedding?’ You giggled.

‘I don’t know, maybe you should try it.’

Harry took a deep breath, straightened his back and took both your hands in his, in a way very similar to the way Ron and Hermione had stood before them not too long ago.

‘My lovely best friend. Would you mind if I started to call you my girlfriend from now on?’

‘That would make me very happy,’ you answered. Harry looked relieved and then came a bit closer. His face was just inches away from you.

‘I guess that since you’re my girlfriend now, I finally get to kiss you.’

‘I guess you’re right,’ you said with a smile on your face. He leaned in and pressed his lips on yours. Even though you had fantasized about this moment for so long, it was way better in reality. His lips were softer than you could have imagined and the touch of them woke a million butterflies that had been sleeping in your stomach.

‘Okay, now let’s go and find a place where I can take off that dress. It’s absolutely gorgeous, but I think I like what’s underneath it even more,’ he said with a mischievous smile.

#harry potter #harry potter x reader #harry potter x you #harry potter fan fiction #harry potter fluff #harry potter short story #fanfiction #hogwarts #harry james potter #harry potter x reader fluff #dress taylor swift

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swiftieinbrazil · 1 year

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Taylor's dresses being rebel since Fearless Tour - (x)

#taylor swift #tswiftgifs #tswift gif #tswiftgif #taylor swift gifs #the eras tour #folklore era #fearless era #fearless tour #dress taylor swift #paralells

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taylorswiftshipsbyler · 3 months

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haha. I'm okay.

yeah. I'm okay. definitely not dying because it's literally byler. :D

#ITS THEMMMM BFJFBFBDJDBFJFBF #byler #mike wheeler #will byers #byler tumblr #byler brainrot #taylor swift #dress taylor swift #Spotify

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prescottsgirl · 9 months

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DRESS

sidney prescott x fem!reader

summary: sidney can’t take her eyes off that new dress that you’re wearing. she was soon to find out that you only bought it for the sole reason of her taking it off you.

warning: heavy making out and a little bit of sensual talking but that’s as far as it goes sorry babes

note: a songfic of dress by taylor swift :)

Sidney couldn't believe you were dressed like that. You weren't someone to that much skin unless you were in the comfort of your own home with her. It, if she were being honest, turned her on that you looked that good for everyone to see but only she could have you.

Little to her understanding, you only bought this dress for the sole reason to impress her. You knew she always thought you were beautiful, even with just a sweatshirt on. She always made sure to show that.

The dress was tight fitting and black, highlighting the best parts of your body. It stopped mid-thigh with a slit on the side. Sidney couldn't stop staring at your chest; how low the cut of the dress was.

Sidney didn't even have an appetite for her meal in front of her. The dim lighting of the restaurant highlighting your jawline made her want to just throw herself across the table and start marking you as hers right here, right now.

Made your mark on me, a golden tattoo.

But she noticed the way that you purposely took your time eating, letting her eagerly wait for you. You watched her fingers wrap around her wine glass, slowly taking as sip as she maintained eye contact with you. She was clearly trying to tease you right back.

When the check finally came to the table, she whipped out her cash and placed it down on the table. To call her fast would be an understatement. She probably overpaid too, but she was too occupied to count all those bills.

You both rushed into the car, and she would've took you right here, but she wanted to take her time with you, as impatient as she was.

Her knuckles turn white from her grip on the steering wheel. You smile at her, and she can feel your gaze, so she takes one hand off and places it on your thigh.

As soon as you make it in the house, Sidney's pinning you against the closed front door. She leans forward to kiss you. It's so hot, you could've melted from the heat boiling between you both. Her antsy hands against your waist channel every bit of anticipation.

"God you look so fucking beautiful," she says messily, drunk on you already. Your hands wrap around her body and slip her coat off of her shoulders, throwing it down onto the ground.

She takes this as the time to grab your hand and bring you into the bedroom. Even though nobody else lives here, she still shuts the door. "That dress is so gorgeous on you," she says, just observing your body under the dimmed light.

Your cheeks burn a bright shade of red and you feel a little dizzy from this all. "Oh baby, are you blushing? my pretty girl wore this just to impress me, didn't she?"

You get closer to her, bringing your lips up to her ear, enough to brush against the flesh there as you spoke, "mhm. I only bought it so you can take it off."

Now she's the one feeling hot. She kisses you again, full of desire and excitement. And all of a sudden her hands are on your back, unzipping your dress. Goosebumps arise all over your body as her cold hands merely brush against you skin.

She sneaks her fingers under the thin straps and lets the entire piece fall to the ground in a pile at your feet. The cold air touching your bare skin makes you shiver but then her body's rubbing against yours again as she kisses you and you're not so cold anymore.

You tug at the hem of her blouse a couple times before ripping it off above her head. She lightly pushes you back until you fall onto the bed. She looks down at you as she rips her jeans off, climbing back on as quick as she can. Neither of you can get enough of each other.

You reach your hand up to squeeze her covered breast and she throws her head back, mouth wide open. "Fuck, y/n," she says breathily, craving more of your wandering hands.

Carve your name into my bedpost.

But instead, she pins your hands above your head and stares down at you, right into your hazy eyes, her face only mere inches apart from yours. You're not sure if the wine you're smelling is off of her or yourself, you just know it's completely going to your head.

"Staring problem?" you tease and tuck her hair behind her ear so you can see your favorite face better.

She bites down on her lip, hard enough to draw blood but she doesn't even realize it. "I can't help it, you're so pretty like this.” You’re sure your hairs all messy and tangled at this point, your makeup’s most likely smudged, but even in your worst times, she sees the best of you.

She moves down your body, kissing from your chest right to your belly button, lightly dragging her nails along with her on your sides. “My gorgeous girl. All mine.”

As you look down at her, leaning up on your elbows, you realize that buying that dress wasn’t such an awful idea.

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dasapphic · 8 months

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