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cwritesforfun · 4 months

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Regina George x Fem!Reader: Girl Crush

Regina George thinks a lot about Y/N. Like a lot and she talks about her a lot. After a talk with her new friends and her former girl squad, she realizes she is bisexual and that she likes Y/N!

I'm loosely incorporating lyrics from Girl Crush by Little Big Town and they will be in italics! Also - I know the song is about wanting another girl's man, but I used it differently.

** I don't own any of the characters, except for Y/N and Regina's jock friend, Sally** this is from my Wattpad but I added more here!!!!

Y/N = Your Name **

Regina's POV- Saturday Afternoon

I'm on my way to see Y/N. She invited me for a sleepover. We only see each other on weekends because she goes to a different school and it's at least a 30 minute drive away. My mom and her mom don't want either of us driving on week nights. If she ever needed me on a week night though, I would go in a heartbeat.

Recently I found out I was bisexual. I used Aaron back in junior year for power and because I was a b****!!!! I can admit that to myself now. I say now as if it has been so long since it happened. It's only spring of my senior year, so like half a year.

I arrive and knock on the door. Y/N’s mom opens the door and exclaims, "Ah Regina! Good to see you, sweetheart. Y/N is in the backyard already. I can bring your bag to her room if you want to go straight out there." I reply, "Thank you. That's perfect! I'll go out back! Thanks for having me." She replies, "No problem sweetie. You girls have fun." I nod and smile.

I walk through the house, go outside to the chairs next to the pool, and sit next to Y/N, who is lost reading. She's beautiful.

I ask, "Aren't you gonna say hi to your guest?" Y/N looks up, smiles, jumps up, and hugs me. I hug her back and smile. Wow, can we hug forever? Maybe? Pls. She says, "Omg Regina! I'm so sorry! I was just so lost in my book and I lost track of time." Old me would have made fun of her for being such a nerd. New me doesn't do that. That is personal growth.

After we release from the hug, I smile at her. She smiles back and asks, "Sooo... did you wear your swimsuit and want to swim?" I answer, "Yes, and yes!" She then takes off her sundress and she's left in her bikini. My jaw drops. She's wow. Stunning, beautiful, pretty, and perfect. Y/N laughs and replies, "Regina, are you okay over there? Did my bikini leave you speechless?" Oh, she has no idea. I reply, "I ... It is actually very flattering. You look really good." Was it too obvious that I like her? She answers, "Thank you so much." I take off my dress and she says "I love your bathing suit too. Everything is better in pink." She's so sweet! Wow:) I reply, "True."

We both swim and eventually she brings two floats over, so we can both lay on them. We float around the pool and we talk about our life recently.

I get out the pool to grab some water and Y/N swims a little more.

I lie back on the pool chair and Y/N pulls herself out of the pool. Ahhh you know how people do! She places her hands on the side of the pool and pulls herself up and out of the pool letting the water fall down her body. If I didn't already have a crush on her, I would now. That song by Little Big Town goes through my head ... I got a girl crush Hate to admit it but I got a heart rush It ain't slowing down...

She walks over to the chair area and smirks at me. I want to taste her lips ...

I ask, "So what's for lunch?" ... You? She answers, "My mom's making lunch. We found this yummy summer salad recipe and we decided to have smoothies since we will need something to cool us down. Tonight's dinner is going to be so good though because it is pasta and I made dessert." I smile and reply, "Good! I look forward to it!"

Her younger brother walks outside and hands Y/N a tray of two salads + two smoothies. We thank him and he walks off.

She hands me my food and we eat together.

I ask, "Can I ask you something kind of personal?" She answers, "Go ahead." I ask, "This is just something I've been thinking about recently. How do you feel about having friends that are LGBTQ? And what is your sexual orientation?" Yeah I didn't go the subtle route. She answers, "I think everyone deserves to be with whoever they love, so I'm cool with having friends who have different preferences than me. I think it's great to surround yourself with all kinds of different people. I am bisexual actually. What about you?" I answer, "I'm bisexual or I think I am. I only just kind of discovered it, but my friends at my new school said it was obvious. I didn't know it was obvious, but I guess it was." She laughs and smiles.

We continue talking outside until we decide to shower. I take a shower in her bathroom first and when I walk in, I see her perfume. I take off the lid off, smell it, and I smile. This smell is Y/N and it's wonderful. I want to drown myself... In a bottle of her perfume...

After my shower, I throw on my matching pink pajama set and I take a teeny bit of her perfume and put it on me. I then leave the bathroom.

Y/N goes in and showers.

As she's in the bathroom, I call my friend from lacrosse named Sally.

((Start of conversation)) R- Regina S- Sally S - Hey Regina. I thought you were with you know who. What happened with that? Is it not going well? R - Hi Sally. She's in the shower right now. I don't know what to do. S - Join her. R - I already took a shower and no I'm not doing that just yet. I haven't even told her that I like her. S - OK fine. What has happened so far?" R - We hugged, swam, sunbathed, ate lunch, and each took showers. I ... I also dropped my jaw seeing her bikini and just complimented her. It was a close call. Then I asked her what her sexual orientation is and she told me that she is bisexual. I told her I was too. She smiled about it. I just don't know if I want to tell her now or later or ever. S - I ship you two. You're so into her that I'm surprised it took you forever to realize it. What else is planned for the day? R - Dinner with the family and usually we watch a movie plus Y/N made a dessert for tonight, why? S- Wow, you're already meeting the family. I'm so proud of you. R - Omg geez Sally! Not like that! Haha! S - Fine fine whatever you say. Just tell her you like her. She knows you're bi and you know she's bi. That means you have a sliver of a chance. Take that leap. R - A sliver of a chance means I could still get rejected. Okay, I'm gonna go. Thanks, Sally. S - No problem Regina. Go get your girl. ((End of conversation))

I hang up laughing.

Y/N walked back into the room near the end. I notice her outfit and it's identical pajamas to mine just in a different color. I exclaim, "Omg I love your outfit. Wow, I always forget we have matching ones and then this happens." She replies, "Goals right?!" I laugh and nod. Y/N asks, "So, who were you talking to?" I answer, "My friend, Sally." Y/N asks, "Isn't Sally your lacrosse friend?" I answer, "Yeah, she's really cool and friendly. You'd like her." She replies, "I'll have to go to one of your games this semester to meet her and of course, to support you." I ask, "Wait you'll come to my soccer games to support me?" She answers, "Of course Regina. I'm so proud of how far you've come in both soccer and personal growth this year. I have to support you! And, at least this isn't the dance you did for the talent show." I laugh and ask, "Wait you didn't like it?" She laughs, smirks, and answers, "I liked it when you were dancing and center stage, you were really good." Did she just say I was a good dancer?! I was dating Aaron Samuels at the time, but I really wanted Y/N's opinion. So she liked my dance?! She might actually like me.

Her brother knocks and lets us know dinner is ready.

We go downstairs and eat dinner with her family. It's so good!!

After dinner, we eat dessert and Y/N asks, "How do you like the dessert?" I answer, "It's literally so delicious." She replies, "Thanks. I'm glad you liked it."

After dessert, we go to Y/N's bathroom to brush our teeth. I glance over at Y/N brushing her teeth and smirk causing toothpaste to slip out of my mouth. It's like we're an old married couple in a movie. Imagine me living with Y/N forever and always being her person. That would be the life. I really like her.

We both spit our toothpaste out and Y/N asks, "What made you laugh?" I answer, "Oh nothing. It's a silly idea." I then walk out and to my bag.

When I'm done, I get on her bed and she sits down next to me. She faces me and rests her hand on my hand. Y/N exclaims, "Regina, whatever you have to say, just say it. It made you smile. I want to know what made you smile. I care. I won't call it silly. I promise." I nod and say, "As we brushed our teeth, it just reminded me of old romantic movies where married couples brush their teeth together. That's all." I glance over at her and she replies, "I think that's a cute idea, Regina." Awww. Well, do I take that sliver of a chance? I think I will.

I exclaim, "Y/N, I like you. I've liked you for a while and I just didn't realize that I liked girls until recently. And when I realized it, it all clicked and I've just had a crush on you forever. I know that makes us hanging out awkward depending on what you say back, but I really like you. I just think you're perfect and I'd love to take you out on a date." She smiles and says, "I would love to go on that date with you. I like you too." I smile and ask, "May I kiss you?" She nods and we kiss.

THANKS FOR READING!!! I LOVE YOU ALL :)

#Spotify #regina george #mean girls movie #regina george x reader #regina george x you #wlw #gxg imagine #gxg #wlw imagine #mean girls #mean girls musical

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thewilddoghaunts · 6 months

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I got a girl crush

I hate to admit it, but

I got a heart rush

It ain't slowing down

I got it real bad

Want everything she has

That smile and that midnight laugh

She's giving you now

I wanna taste her lips

Yeah, 'cause they taste like you

I wanna drown myself

In a bottle of her perfume

I want her long blonde hair

I want her magic touch

Yeah, 'cause maybe then

You'd want me just as much

I've got a girl crush

#Hadron #im age sliding again lads #im college aged and it this hardcore #for stanford #musik #girl crush - harry styles

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littlekohai77 · 2 years

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Eleceed x oc

Chapter 9

Word count: 1627

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So Hwa-Young always stands in the kitchen and watches as the food cooks. No matter if it'll take 3 hours for it to cook, she staying there watching it.

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Arthur was quite annoyed that he's roomie won't come cuddle him and instead chooses to stand in the cafeteria kitchen and watch as the food cooks.

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘰 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥?

Some food taking his crush's attention away from him? Ain't happening on his watch.

Waltzing into the kitchen, he processeds to try every method in the book to get her to come to back to the lounge with him, his patience wearing thinner at every failure.

He pokes and probs at Hwa-Young, the latter remaining ever so indifferent.

She insisted that he go back to what he was doing instead of wasting his precious time pestering her, she said all of this with her back turned to him, facing the stove. It infuriated Arthur how she hadn't even looked at him once.

Giving up, he pouts, crossing his arms and huffing. Mumbling "Why do you even do this anyway? "

Making her finally look at him.

Arthur cheered internally at this.

◡̈⋆ⓎⒶⓎ!(*´∇')ﾉ 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘦.

Hwa-Young pretended to not hear the sudden increase in his heart beats.

Being able to hear ones heart beat is an ability she never told anyone, only one person knows about this ability, Seongik Han, her old man.

She mainly never tells her allies about this for the fear of them suddenly avoiding her.

She hates the fact that she has grown soft to people she's better off not trusting.

But there's not much left to do now, feelings don't just vanish away. Lying seems like the safest option for her heart, even if it kinda makes her feel a bit guilty for some unknown reason.

"You really wanna know? " She quirked a brow, loosely crossing her arms over her chest. The fabric of her hoodie wrinkling up.

"Of course I wanna fucking know. " He huffed with a pout, still upset. Untangling his arms, he lays his hands on the counter behind him, using them as support to lean back a bit as Hwa-Young went beside him and also leaned back on the counter.

Turning his head towards Hwa-Young, he moved his chin to motion her to explain herself.

Hwa-Young sighs and rubs her temple. Getting the feeling that he won't leave her alone until she elaborates.

"Well, way before old man took me in, when I was about 9 I think? I used to survive on my own. I used to speak Arabic back then. Why? I don't fucking know. I didn't remember where I was from or why I was alone.

I survived by either begging or stealing.

Child me really had strong sense of morality. So, I was rather hesitant about stealing.

One day I finally went 'fuck it' and stole something.

I almost got caught with how slow I was which wasn't surprising considering I haven't eaten shit in the past three days.

What I stole was a pack of instant ramen.

I lived or more like hid in an abandoned building at that time. And luckily the stove was still functioning and there were a few pots.

Reading the instructions was the hardest part, honestly. It was in Korean and at that time my Korean was a bit rusty.

By following what was written on the packaging I let it cook and went to sit down in another room.

That other room had an old sofa and with how tried I was, I just couldn't resist the temptation to laying down.......That was the first mistake.

After laying down fatigue hit me like a truck and I didn't even realize when I fell asleep.

That was the second and biggest mistake.

When I had woken up there was smoke everywhere. Remembering the pot on the stove I rushed to the kitchen and in my hurry and panic, instead of turning off the stove stupid dumb little me lifted the pot with my bare hands.

I got second degree burns from that. When I realized that I had just touched it without oven mitts or anything protecting my hand. I kinda panicked again and dropped it, making it fall to the floor and also give my feet 2nd degree burns in the process. How fun. "

She lifted her hands to show him the marks he had always been confused and asking about.

Arthur's eyes widened, he could still see the faded scars. He raised his hand to lightly graze it against her faded scars. He took her hand in his, wearing an unreadable expression.

Hwa-Young tried tugging her hand out of his grasp, wearing a blank yet flushed expression.

But he had no plans of letting her go so easily, she eventually gave up, looking somewhere other than his face, hiding her face that was raising in temperature.

Arthur smirked evilly, amused at her cute attempts to mask her shyness.

Caressing her hand with his thumb, his expression turning soft, an almost sad smile on his lips.

"I-I was coughing and crying like crazy. I felt like shit. The food was nothing but ashes. I had nothing to eat.

I really wanted to cry more but I didn't. At that point of life I realized that crying never fixes shit.

So, I wiped my tears not really caring how it stung my burns.

I suffered two more days of starvation before an old grandma offered to cook for me if I cleaned her house. The grandma I later ran away from.

So, lesson learned. Always watch the food as it cooks. "

After finishing her story she expected him to go back to his room but instead was surprised when he wrapped his arms around her.

Her eyes widening, cheeks becoming red.

She hated how this was making her heart race, not understanding what she should do with her hands that were awkwardly hanging off to the side she settled with awkwardly running her hand up and down his back.

Little did they, they were being watched by a certain someone.

That certain someone clenched his fists in rage and jealousy, muttering something under his breath as his crimson eyes bore into the raven head.

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"Was it you who suggested the idea to Mr. And Mrs. Bryan? " Hwa-Young spoke in a monotonous voice, her expression pointed.

Arthur could be seen nervously looking around on the other end.

"Well.....it wasn't really me who brought it up and it seemed like my opinion didn't matter. And marrying you doesn't really sound that bad. "

"Does it really mean anything to you? " Hwa-Young questioned with a monotonous look to mask her desperation. She's feels lost, she, herself doesn't even know what she is desperate for.

"Does it mean anything to YOU?"

Arthur dodged the question, instead answering it with another question.

"Do you want it to mean anything? "

She retorted, using an eraser to roughly erase the wrong answers she had written on her notebook. With a troubled expression she kept roughly rubbing the eraser against the paper, eventually tearing the paper. She put her head down on the table and let out a defeated sigh.

"Ok, this is just confusing. If you don't want it to happen then just say it. " Arthur stated in a frustrated tone.

Don't get him wrong, he wasn't annoyed at Hwa-Young, he was just upset at the possibility that she might not want to be with him.

He was confused with the things she was saying.

He sighed, bringing a hand up to rub the back of his neck.

"Hwa-Young, you don't have to talk about it right now. We can talk once your ready." He said with the ghost of a smile on his lips.

Hwa-Young peaked from underneath her white lashes, wearing an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry for wasting your time like this. "

"Nah, it's okay. "

"So, you agree that I was wasting your time? (￣へ￣凸" Hwa-Young inquired, sitting up straight, her arms crossed over her chest and a pout on her lips.

"Wait! That's not what I meant-" Arthur rushed to defend himself, raising both his arms in front of him.

"Nah, I'm just messing with you. " Hwa-Young assured, biting her lower lip to stifle her giggles, wincing when she put too much pressure on the cut.

"How'd your lip get busted?"

"Well, I was playing a rhythm game and things kinda got intense and..... Yeah.. "

Hwa-Young shrugged both her shoulders.

"Why do you torture your oh-so-kissable lips that I would absolutely love to suck on? Why? " Arthur blurted out, his eyes widening when he realized what he just said.

"What? Σ(゜゜)" Hwa-Young was shell shocked.

"What? Σ(゜゜)" Arthur was embarrassed.

Not being able to face her anymore, Arthur abruptly ended the video call.

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📝Author📝:

Breaking News!

If your receiving this right now, it's because you just said something excessively fucking cringy to the person you like.

Locals are gagging and throwing up on the street from secondhand embarrassment and are begging for you to stand up and get a grip after saying that absolute word vomit.

Enjoy the new 3 am thought that will keep you up for the next seven years and that VIP pass to cringefest you loser simp.

More on this later, I'm Stanzi Potenza and this is Call Out News.

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Arthur read the new message.

He just wants to bash his head into the wall at this point.

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"Well, whatever that was. I have two more people to call anyway."

Hwa-Young sighed, brushing off what Arthur said.

#eleceed #eleceed x reader #eleceed x oc #eleceed oc

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adelleandlaura4ever · 1 year

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youtube

Girl Crush

I got a girl crush Hate to admit it but I got a heart rush Ain't slowing down I got it real bad Want everything she has That smile and that midnight laugh She's giving you now

I want to taste her lips Yeah, 'cause they taste like you I want to drown myself In a bottle of her perfume I want her long blonde hair I want her magic touch Yeah, 'cause maybe then You'd want me just as much I got a girl crush I got a girl crush

I don't get no sleep I don't get no peace Thinking about her Under your bed sheets The way that she's whispering The way that she's pulling you in Lord knows I've tried, I can't get her off my mind

(Songwriter: Liz Rose / Lori McKenna / Hillary Lee Lindsey)

❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

Oh, my sweet Girl!

Do you know that I'm as much in love with you today as I was when it all started more than five years ago. I think about you, and I have butterflies in my tummy, just like I do now. My breath gets bigger and stronger as my heart widens. You're my sweet girl in my heart and it feels like I'm on a roller coaster right now. I'm so excited and I can't wait to be kissed by you. I don't know how you do it, but you have magical powers that reach into my very soul.

My sweet Sunshine - I love you, I love you more than ever ❤️ ❤️ ❤️ ❤️

@adelle4ever

@adelleandlaura4ever

#adelle&laura #Youtube

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krushkreates · 2 years

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What's I got a heart rush and it ain't slowing down?

it’s none other than my beloved damien pining over huxley fic!!! “unrequited” love, sprinkle of slow burn and a lot of angst

the line is from girl crush by little big town (but it’s the harry styles cover bc duh)

wip game

#rambles n asks #themonotonysyndromefanpage #redacted asmr #redacted huxley #redacted damien #wip ask game #redacted asks

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luthcrandsupcr · 4 years

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tag drop 2\? - general

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luthcrandsupcr-a · 4 years

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tag drop !

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also-web · 3 years

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⩨ 정국 ⋆ ♥︎ ᠀ i got a boy crush. hate to admit it but i got a heart rush ain't slowing down. ☠︎

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likethegardensofbabylonn · 2 years

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i got a girl crush

i hate to admit it but,

i got a heart rush

it ain't slowing down.

Girl Crush by Harry Styles (cover) | Sam + Tory

#samtory #tory nichols #samantha larusso #cobra kai #harry styles #i just think it fits them and i hope my samtory girlies agree

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fieldofsecretss · 2 years

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Girl crush. D.M.

Warnings: absolutely none : )

FLUFF

Au note: I got inspired by the lyrics ‘girl crush’ by Harry Styles. I really hope you like this one 😘

Draco x fem!reader

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“ Mate what’s going on with you? Why are you acting like that every time y/n is around, you look at her, smile at her AND even laugh with her!? “

Theo said while Draco watched the one and only y/n y/l/n walk away all dreamy after a quick normal conversation. But for Draco it wasting just a conversation, it was a dream come true. Draco and y/n has known each other for a couple of months but he can already tell that he wants more.

“ I got a girl crush

Hate to admit it but

I got a heart rush

It ain’t slowing down

I got it real bad

Want everything she has

That smile and that midnight laugh

She’s giving you now “ Draco said with a weak smile.

“ I want to taste her lips

Yeah, ‘cause they taste like her

I want to drown myself

In a bottle of her perfume

I want her long y/h/c hair

I want her magic touch

Yeah ‘cause maybe then

She’d want me just as much

And I’ve got a girl crush

I got a girl crush “ Theo just looked at Draco, he haven’t ever seen Draco talk about a girl a none sexual way like this.

“ I don’t get no sleep

I don’t get no peace

Thinking about her

Under my bedsheets

The way that she’s whispering

The way she’s pulling you in

Lord knows I tried

I can’t get her off my mind “ Draco played with his ring clad fingers…

“ I want to taste her lips

Yeah, 'cause they taste like her

I want to drown myself

In a bottle of her perfume

I want her long y/h/c hair

I want her magic touch

Yeah, 'cause maybe then

She’d want me just as much

And I've got a girl crush

Oh, and I got a girl crush “

“ wow man “ Theo whispered to himself.

“ I got a girl crush

Hate to admit it but

I got a heart rush

It ain't slowing down “ he chuckled to himself at his emotional state. “

Theo looked at Draco as serous as ever. Draco looked back confused.

“ if you’re not asking her out right now, I’m never ever gonna talk to you “ Theo said looking like a angry father at the tall blonde.

“ but what if I mess up and she says no or something… “ Draco looked annoyed by his own thought. But Theo walked up to him and put his hand on his shoulder.

“ listen… I have never ever in my entire life! Heard you talk about a girl in that way man… let me tell you that if you don’t ask her out now, it’s gonna be the biggest mistake in your entire life “

“ but I think she doesn’t look at me in that way “ he said blankly.

“ I can tell by her stolen glances on you at class that she definitely thinks about you the same way “ Theo said while he chuckled lightly.

Draco’s eyes lit up with hope again, tonight he would ask her to meet him in the astronomy tower and there, he’d ask her to go out with him. He would pour his entire heart out just for her. His cold and Lonely heart… the cold and lonely heart y/n had succeeded to warm up and fill up with love and warmth…

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Ahhhhhhh guyyyyysss! Sorry for so much soft Draco content on my blog 😅 but it’s the cutest thing ever! I just wanted to say thank you for all likes and follows I’ve got lately😘

#draco lucius malfoy #draco malfoy imagine #draco malfoy #fanfic #fluff #imagines #ao3 #drabbles #draco smut #draco fluff #Spotify

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annaphoenix1994 · 3 years

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Horseshoe Overlook - Exit Pursued by a Bruised Ego

Her nerves rattled within as she did everything in her power to ignore nausea coming over her, but the strong grip on Arthur's coat and constant bouncing from his horse walking failed to make anything better. "I feel like I'm going to faint," She whispered, hating to admit that she was weak when she was known to be strong. She was gripping just his jacket to keep herself centered, afraid to avoid physical contact.

"You need me to stop?" He asked, slowing his horse, sitting up slightly.

"N-No, I'll be fine." She waved her hand, feeling dizzy, encouraging him to continue.

"You sure? I can take you to a doctor if you need me to." He suggested.

"No," She panted. "I don't know why you just won't leave me here."

"I don't have that in me, Miss," He replied, feeling her grip loosen on his jacket. He immediately turned his head to check on her, seeing that her sunken eyes were starting to shut. To keep her from sliding off of his horse, he stopped his horse completely, using both of his hands to wrap her arms around his waist, his heart fluttering as he felt her head rest on his back just between his shoulder blades. "You'll be okay, just hang on." He assured her, feeling her nod her head weakly in response.

An hour later, he had returned to camp right at early evening, seeing that almost everybody's head had turned to see that Arthur returned with a woman. "Arthur!" Hosea said, quickly walking up to him, grabbing his horse's reins, helping him stop his horse. "What happened? Who is this?" He asked worriedly.

"Found her back at that cabin Kieran told us about. They killed her father and had her tied up for a while. Figured we could give her some food and get her back on her feet." Arthur explained, dismounting his horse carefully before reaching up to help her down, noting how weak she was. Hosea nodded as he looked at the poor woman, taking in her features as she looked familiar, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

"Okay," Hosea sighed. Although he was eager to help, he didn't like the fact of constantly rescuing strangers and bringing them back to camp. He liked dear Sadie, but for now, she had no benefit to the camp as she was another mouth to feed, this woman all the same. "You know Dutch ain't gonna like this." He whispered.

"Dutch'll be fine," Arthur scoffed. "Besides, this is who you think it is." He hushed, watching the old man's brows rise in surprise. Minnie Barlow was a woman he had always wanted to meet. Arthur ignored the camp's wandering gaze as he led Minnie towards the main wooden table the gang had their meals at, helping her sit down before rushing to his tent to retrieve a wool blanket to drape over her shoulders as she was cold to the touch.

"Arthur..." He heard Dutch say in a low tone as he was watching him tend to her from his tent, a pipe hanging between his lips. Arthur turned to walk towards him, his arms open and his face begging for forgiveness.

"I can explain. I-"

"Explain why you just brought a woman back to camp without askin' me?" He scolded in a whisper.

"It's not like that, Dutch. I found her at Six Point Cabin where Kieran led us to. Turns out Colm killed her father and he was keepin' her hostage as he was gonna turn her in for the bounty."

Dutch raised his hand to stop him from speaking much more, "Bounty?"

"Yeah, she's Miss Barlow." He replied.

"Minnie Barlow, huh? How do you know she's tellin' the truth? Is she really who she says she is?" Dutch questioned, nodding his head as he looked at the woman as her back was turned to him as she was sat at the table with her head resting on her forearm as she fought another round of nausea.

"Just look at the 'wanted' poster, Dutch. I'm sure it's her," He begged. "She hasn't eaten for days. I told her I could take her to a doctor, but-"

"Why didn't you anyway? Then leave her there? If she's who she says she is, she should need no help from us." Dutch argued in a hushed tone.

"I wouldn't do it..." He frowned, feeling embarrassed.

"Because you have a crush?"

"No!" Arthur argued. "I'd do it to anyone else, not just her. Just let me make sure she gets back to her feet. She'd do it to one of us..." He suggested.

Dutch scoffed, "You don't know what a woman like that is capable of."

"Oh, I do. She pointed a gun to my chest when I stepped foot in that cabin. I thought she was dead. I believe all the stories." Arthur remarked.

"Okay, so if you know she's that dangerous, why is she unbound in my camp?"

"She can't do much, Dutch," Arthur frowned.

Dutch smirked, "If you're gonna have her here, she needs to earn her keep until she gets back to her feet. We're gonna have to treat her just like that O'Driscoll. Tie her up to that tree and give her what she needs. Once she feels better and gets some food in her belly, we'll question her, then decide from there."

"I don't think we should do that, Dutch." Hosea intervened, keeping his voice low.

"You gentlemen have to understand that we are wanted men. You know her history. How do we not know she's settin' us up right now? I ain't takin' no chances!" Dutch hissed.

"You fools are actin' like I'm deaf!" Minnie said, keeping her back turned to them.

Dutch shot Arthur a glare before making his way out of his tent to her, cautious in every step. Hosea and Arthur shared a look as well as a smirk, enjoying Minnie's attitude. "She's a pistol," Hosea chuckled, patting Arthur on the shoulder before following Dutch. "We got our hands full with this one, I can tell."

"That, you may be right," Arthur said, keeping his voice low as he too followed Hosea.

"Minnie Barlow, is it?" Dutch questioned.

"Unfortunately." She replied, looking down at her lap.

Dutch chuckled, "Well, you're not known to be frail and scared like this, what happened?"

Minnie rolled her eyes, "What happened? My father was killed and I was tied up like a damn mule for days with barely any food or water. Tortured by those men who call themselves O'Driscoll's. You can take me over there to that cliff and shoot me in the back of the head for all I care. I got nothing more to live for." She seethed.

Arthur frowned, his heart breaking for the poor woman as he knew she was everything he had heard about, hating how Dutch was treating her like she was a liar. In a way, he could understand where Dutch was coming from. By how Hosea told it, she worked for the Pinkerton Detective Agency for a while before she became an outlaw. She made a living in exposing crude acts and lying to get answers. The brief thought of her lying to them at that moment crossed his mind, but his gut was telling him that she was what he was seeing: a brittle and frail woman who needed help.

"That could be an option if it becomes one, Miss," Dutch replied, taking a seat across from her. "Listen, since our dear friend here has let his heart swell for the past few weeks and as much as I don't want another mouth to feed, you're welcome to stay here until you feel better, but I have to treat you just like any threat, in which you are. You get to make friends with that tree over there, so make sure you're comfortable." Dutch explained.

'You goddamn bastard,' Arthur thought to himself, glaring at Dutch.

"Hosea, you and Arthur make Miss Barlow comfortable by giving her something to eat and drink, then tie her up at that tree. Can't have her runnin' off and tellin' the law about us." Dutch demanded, standing to his feet.

"I don't think this is necessary, Dutch." Hosea said, catching him by his elbow as he was walking back towards his tent.

"Oh, it's completely necessary," Dutch replied. "Do you not remember those stories you told me? I'm not takin' any chances. If she's who we think she is, she could kill every one of us with no problem or run off and tell the law about us. If she earns her keep here, then that's how it is. But until the time being, she's our prisoner."

Arthur pursed his lips as he watched Dutch walk away before looking at Hosea, "Looks like Micah's been tellin' sweet nothin's in his ear."

"I know," Hosea shook his head. "We'll figure it out. Go take care of her, Arthur, but make sure you follow orders." He warned.

"Sure," Arthur nodded before walking to the pot to get her a bowl of stew and a tin of water, setting it down in front of her. "You need to eat." He said as he took a seat next to her, keeping his eye on her.

"I know," She frowned. "Can you just kill me now?" She asked, her hazel eyes looking into his blue orbs, the sight of her making his breathing hitch.

Arthur gulped, "I'm not doin' that, Miss."

She rolled her eyes, hiding a sly smirk, "It needs to happen soon. Beats bein' tied up like some mule."

"I know," He sighed. "But you have to understand that I have to do what I have to do. You're a dangerous woman. We can't risk someone with your background turnin' us in..."

"Someone with my background? You mean when I worked for the Pinkertons, thinking I was doin' honest work when they tried to have me killed because I knew too much so I became an outlaw?" She questioned, her brow raising.

"Y-Yes..."

"You think I'm gonna turn you in, huh?" She chuckled. "Listen here, you're right, I am dangerous, but if I was gonna turn you in, you woulda been dead by now since I done had ya by the ear back at that cabin. I'm nothing to mess with, but I'm not doin' nobody dirty. I may be an outlaw, but I don't thrive off of claiming bounties on other gangs. If they leave me alone, I leave them alone. Simple as that. I used to investigate the mob, not gangs like this. Shit, that's petty work. I was doin' big jobs in big cities, not shit like this." She explained.

Arthur's mind searched for a response as she explained herself, believing every word she was saying. His gut was telling him that she wasn't lying. "I understand, but I still have to follow orders. Now eat somethin'." He said in a low tone, biting his cheek as her words hurt him - hurt for her.

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"Alright, you know the drill," Arthur said as he led her to the tree that Kieran was once tied to. She nodded as she willingly put her hands behind her back, her arms erecting chills as she felt Arthur's hands grip her wrists cautiously as he guided her back to the tree before gently tying her wrists together after she slid her back against the trunk as she sat down. "Are you uncomfortable?" He asked, his face flushed as all he wanted to do was nurture her, not make her feel like he was torturing her.

"Well, I've had my shoulders in an awkward position for a few days now, I'm sure it's now seen as normal." She replied with sarcasm to which Arthur couldn't help but chuckle at.

He knelt down to her level, "Just be on good behavior. You cooperate with Dutch, you'll be just fine. I don't want you havin' to live like this, just know that," He whispered, hoping to assure her the best he could. She nodded as she accepted her sentence before leaning her head back against the tree's trunk.

Arthur was hesitant to leave her tied, but he knew he couldn't bring much attention by constantly tending to her, even though that's all he wanted to do. He sighed as he entered his tent, sitting down slowly on his cot, pulling out his journal.

𝓘 𝓷𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓘'𝓭 𝓫𝓮 𝔀𝓻𝓲𝓽𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓼 𝓑𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓸𝔀 𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓹... 𝓢𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓰𝓮, 𝓘 𝓴𝓷𝓸𝔀. 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓴 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓰𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓪 𝓼𝓾𝓲𝓬𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓲𝓸𝓷 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓪 𝓰𝓵𝓲𝓶𝓹𝓼𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓱𝓮𝓻, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝔂𝓮𝓽 𝓘 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓬𝓴𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓽 𝓱𝓸𝔀 𝓬𝓸𝓸𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱 𝓶𝓮. 𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓸𝓸𝓻 𝔀𝓸𝓶𝓪𝓷 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴𝓼 𝓪𝓼 𝓲𝓯 𝓼𝓱𝓮'𝓼 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓾𝓲𝓽. 𝓣𝓱𝓮𝓻𝓮'𝓼 𝓪𝓵𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓷𝓸 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓵 𝓲𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓼 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓴𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓒𝓸𝓵𝓶. 𝓝𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓵𝔂 𝓰𝓸𝓽 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓲𝓭𝓮 𝓽𝓪𝓷𝓷𝓮𝓭 𝔀𝓱𝓮𝓷 𝓘 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓫𝓪𝓬𝓴 𝓽𝓸 𝓬𝓪𝓶𝓹 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓓𝓾𝓽𝓬𝓱, 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝓪 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓸𝓯 𝓶𝓮 𝓭𝓸𝓮𝓼 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓬𝓪𝓻𝓮. 𝓗𝓮 𝓸𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓯𝓸𝓻 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓵𝓶𝓸𝓼𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓪 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓻 𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓲𝓵 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓽𝓪𝓵𝓴𝓼 𝓶𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓲𝓷-𝓭𝓮𝓹𝓽𝓱 𝓪𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝔂 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓲𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓲𝓯 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓷 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓴𝓮𝓮𝓹. 𝓔𝓿𝓮𝓻𝔂 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓘 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓴 𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓼𝓮 𝓱𝓪𝔃𝓮𝓵 𝓮𝔂𝓮𝓼, 𝓶𝔂 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓼𝓴𝓲𝓹𝓼 𝓲𝓽 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵𝓼 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮. 𝓘 𝓯𝓮𝓮𝓵 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓲𝓼 𝓰𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓪 𝓫𝓮 𝓪 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶 𝓘 𝓬𝓪𝓷'𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓴𝓮 𝓾𝓹 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶...

"Arthur," Hosea whispered, breaking his attention from his writing. "Meet me in the mornin'?"

"Sure," Arthur nodded. "Whatchu need?"

"I may have a huntin' trip on our list..." He suggested.

"Good, I could use one!"

"What do you think Dutch is gonna have us do with her?" Hosea questioned, keeping his tone quiet.

"I don't know," Arthur shook his head. "We'll figure it out."

"Sure," Hosea nodded. "I'll check on her before I turn in for the night. Meet me after you check on her in the mornin'?"

"I'll do it."

───※ ·❆· ※───

"Did you get any rest last night?" Arthur dared to ask as he checked on her as soon as he awoke, seeing that the morning dew had moistened her clothes.

"What do you think?" She frowned. He looked at her with guilty eyes, feeling like he could have done something to prevent her from being treated this way, but he knew he had to follow the rules. He was at least grateful that she was being cooperative.

He lowered his head in shame as he thought about how her night could have possibly gone. Being cold and hungry all while trying to rest as she was tied to a tree while he slept soundly on his cot. He felt so selfish that maybe she would have been better off staying behind. "I'm sorry. Do you need me to get you anythin'? Pearson is cookin' some eggs and ham for breakfast." Arthur suggested.

"No, save it for the fortunate and worthy mouths." She replied.

He could tell by just looking at her that she needed food. She was not a skinny woman naturally as she had more of a pear shape body instead of an hourglass, but she carried herself well. "How do you like your eggs cooked?" He asked, not taking any stubbornness from her.

"Excuse me?" She asked, confused.

"You heard me," He raised his brow. "How do you like your eggs cooked?"

She looked him up and down, "And I think you heard me, Mister..." She said, suggesting an answer to her question as she wanted to know his name.

He sighed in defeat, "Arthur, Arthur Morgan."

"Well, Mister Morgan, I would gladly shake your hand and introduce myself, but I'm kinda restricted to do so," She replied with sarcasm. "But to answer your question, I do not need food as I am perfectly fine in the confines of my sentence."

She looked up at him as she watched him smirk, which was almost too attractive for her, "Not to be rude, Miss, but I don't really care what you have to say about the matter. I'll be back with some food for you."

She nodded in defeat and hung her head, feeling ashamed that she let her stubbornness get the better of her, desperately not wanting to admit that she was hungry, but she felt like she didn't deserve it.

"You gonna feed me, too?" She scoffed playfully as he soon approached her with a tin plate.

"If you wanna act like a baby, I will," He remarked. "I can untie you so that you can eat, then I gotta tie you right back up." He explained.

She nodded, "After I eat, can I please get approval to go down to the river and get a bath? I can't stand feeling like I stink." She asked hopefully.

"I don't see why not, but you'll need to be chaperoned."

"I'll sit and rot in my own filth before I have someone chaperone me while I take care of myself." She rolled her eyes.

Arthur smirked, "Well, I guess you'll sit and rot then, huh?" He teased.

"I guess so." She sighed, looking up at him as he held the plate of food in his hand before crouching to her level.

"You ready to quit bein' stubborn and eat somethin'?" He asked.

"I guess I have no choice."

Arthur nodded as he set the plate down on the ground before unsheathing his knife, cutting away the rope binding her wrists together carefully. He helped her bring her arms around to where they were sitting in front of her as she rubbed the raw skin on her wrists, clear that the rope had made a dark red mark on her flesh. She flashed Arthur a weak smile as she took the plate from his hand, slowly raising the fork to her mouth to take her first bite of food since the prior night.

"Can I trust you to sit and eat while I go talk to Hosea?" He asked.

"If you didn't trust me to begin with, you never woulda untied me." She warned.

He pursed his lips as he nodded, hating her sarcasm when all he wanted to do was help her. He thought a lot of her as a mirror of himself as he did the same thing. He always was the giver, being reluctant to accept help when he truly needed it. In a way, he couldn't blame her. She was scared and in a position where she couldn't trust anybody herself.

"Hosea." Arthur said to the old man, seeing that he was oiling his favorite rifle.

"You wanna go huntin'?" Hosea asked, seeing that he was finished tending to Minnie.

"What are you hunting, an elephant?" Arthur asked as he took the rifle from Hosea, examining it.

Hosea chuckled, "I wish! No, I saw a huge bear. One of the biggest I ever saw. I reckon nearly a thousand pounds..."

"My God. What, you need me to come with you?"

"Of course, that is if you're finished tending to Miss Barlow..." Hosea teased.

Arthur chuckled, hiding his smirk behind the brim of his hat, "You were right, that woman's a pistol. She may be in a weak state now, but she's a tough nut to crack." He admitted.

"She reminds me of a mustang whose spirit can't be broken," Hosea admitted. "Remind me to have a talk with her when we get back. She looks timid right now and I can't blame her."

"She is. Probably just where she's so used to bein' alone and losin' her father... I don't know." Arthur shrugged.

"Let's go. I'll go get the horses ready and you go check on her before we leave?" Hosea suggested, hinting that he could already see that she meant far too much to Arthur already, but he wasn't going to let him know that.

"Sure," Arthur replied as he nodded his head, turning on his heel to proceed to the task at hand. He slowly walked up to her, seeing that she had only eaten the two eggs that were cooked for her, taking little bites of the ham. "You okay?" He asked.

"I guess so," She shrugged. "Time to tie me back up now?"

"Unfortunately." Arthur frowned.

She nodded and accepted her sentence, willingly putting her arms behind her as they wrapped around the base of the tree. She was never going to admit that her legs and lower back were aching as well as her shoulders feeling out of place. Somehow, someway, she felt like she wasn't in danger anymore. Even though she was in the possession of another gang, she didn't feel like she was going to be tortured nor starved. 'I really gotta earn my keep around here...' She thought to herself as she felt Arthur's presence kneel behind her, crouching down to carefully tie the harsh rope around her wrists.

"Thank you again for bein' so cooperative, Miss." Arthur said in a low tone.

"Pleasure," She said sternly, hearing a faint chuckle from him.

"I'm gonna be gone huntin'. May be gone for a couple of days. Until I get back, Susan and Mary-Beth will be lookin' after you." Arthur explained.

"So I take it you're my assigned nursemaid?"

"Well, I did bring you here, so yeah, I am. Like it or not," He replied, somewhat agitated. "I'll be back soon."

"Yes, I long for the weary timed trial for your return," She swooned, rolling her eyes in a teasing way.

Arthur stood up and looked down at her, "You keep talkin' like that, and I won't be and I'll have old Dutch breathin' down your neck." He warned.

"So terrifying..."

"Spirited little thing, ain't ya?"

"Maybe," She teased. "Won't you go kill that bear and make a man outta yourself before I bruise your ego."

Arthur raised his brows, "Yeah, I'll bruise you." He said playfully.

"So tough! Wouldn't be the first man to put a bruise on me, 'cept I bruise harder." She warned with a playful wink.

'Goddamn this woman, already makin' my heart beat,' He thought to himself before rewarding her with a smirk before walking away. He could feel her eyes on him and he would proudly admit that he liked it.

He soon met up with Hosea, seeing the sly grin on his wrinkled face, "Your chemistry you have with her is recognizable." He said.

"I don't know what you're talkin' about." Arthur blushed as he quickly mounted his horse.

"Whatever you say," Hosea chuckled. "Let's go get this monster."

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KAYLOR JOKES: SWIFTIES CONFUSED PART 2 (jokes 129)

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Reputation album is coming out.

Me: Hye swifties, who do you think is rep album about? Calvin, Tom, Joe?

Swifties: Reputation is all about Joe.

Me: Who is Taylor call Gorgeous with pink color font that Taylor said she is furious the love she's dying to keep on someone who know Taylor have DJ boyfriend at that time and she doesn't know what her DJ be doing in the club? and her crush is cool about it. She hates it because of her crush seem cool about it.

Swifties: Joe! We know DJ is Calvin.

Me: But, Taylor end up with Tom. Instead of Joe. Maybe it's about Tom.

Swifties: No, it's Joe. That's why Taylor said he's so cool. He maybe take times with Taylor. Don't like to rush things. He also doesnt care Taylor with Tom too.

Me: How about on the roof and drinking beer with plastic cup?

Swifties: Joe!

Me: He had really clean shaved skinny leg, I guess in Call It What You Want Lyric Music Video?

Swifties: Yeah, I think Joe like to have clean shaved legs like Taylor.

Me: Yeah, I also think he is probably jealous with Taylor's smooth skinny legs too. Maybe he hate to have guy hairy legs? But, lazy to shave his beard. Yeah.

Swifties: I guess he like smooth legs.

Me: Taylor want her best friend to take out her dress? but, she don't want her secret lover as best friend. Why is that?

Swifties: It means, she want Joe more than just like best friend. To be her soul-mate.

Me: So, who is the trip of Taylor's life? Who is calling Taylor, daisy?

Swifties: Joe! Joe love daisy so much. Joe call Taylor daisy.

Me: Who paint Taylor's deep blue eyes with Golden?

Swifties: Joe! because he is such a sunshine. Joe have golden blond hair.

Me: So, why Taylor and her secret love have to dancing with their hands tied?

Swifties: because Taylor and Joe wantt their relationship to be private.

Me: And their love is frozen?

Swifties: I guess, because of the media know they are together now and everybody is start talking about them. it's too overwhelmed for them. They have to stop for seeing each other for awhile because of everyone knows about them. There is no secret anymore. so that's scared Taylor when everyone know about them.

Me: Really? and why Taylor have bad feeling about it and think everyone couldn't take it of their relationship. Look like they are so good to be together. Why she so afraid of?

Swifties: because of Taylor's image as serial dater man. People said she just playing guys. People gonna separate Joe from her.

Me: So, let's talk about dress. What is the secret crowded room that Taylor and her lover are in. and everyone doesn't know anything about their relationship? I dont recall Taylor being in crowded room with Joe Alwyn. Which event she is talking about? Which award show they have been?

Swifties: Crowded room? They attend Met Gala together in 2016. Maybe at that time.

Me: And she already love Joe. That so fast. That's was when she first met Joe, right? and she already consider Joe as her best friend? want her best friend to take it off her dress??? when she still with Calvin that time. and date Tom later after that?

Swifties: Yeah, Flashback to Taylor's bleached hair and Joe's buzz cut hair. so, it's confirms Met Gala 2016.

Me: Why Taylor said 'just say my name and everything just stop and I don't want you like a best friend'? and want that person to take it off her dress?

Swifties: Because if Joe just say He is dating Taylor. Everything will stop. Everything with secret meeting, hiding, all the rumors about them will stop.

Me: What stop? The media will never stop talking about their relationship ofcourse. I think what Taylor meant is "stop pretending they just best friend". What i understand here. They'll never have to pretend and hide from everybody. Hide their secret relationship. Because they are sick of hiding.

Swifties: if joe mention Taylor's name everything could stop.

Me: Stop what? People will still talking. and The media will talking. Say Taylor's name will never stop all of that. Stop means 'pretending'.

Swifties: I don't agree. Stop means stop being in secret relationship. and let the world know about them. But, Joe want his relationship with Taylor to be private. Out of Media. Out of people's conversation. That's all.

Me: So, did Joe have a big reputation then Taylor say in End Game? You got big reputation. You and Me, We got big reputation...What Joe had before? he debut as actor in 2016. No reputation at all before 2016.

Swifties: What Taylor means is everyone will talk about them if this relationship to be public. That will be big conversation about them.

Me: Why Taylor said to her lover, they can't make a promises and tell her lover can make her drinks instead? what stop Taylor making any promises with her lover?

Swifties: Delicate is about Taylor afraid of making serious commitment with joe. To the next level of their relationship. Like Marriage. She's not ready. So, she still want to be successful singer. and Joe want to focus on his acting career. They cant settle down.

Me: Why Taylor said when she look into her secret lover's eyes, she pretend that person is hers? all the damn times. but afraid to make any promises with her lover?

Swifties: That because she want to get married with joe but at the same times she's not ready to settle down. They can't get married yet because of their career commitment, Taylor with tour. Joe with movies.

Me: Is her lover is someone else? not hers? but Joe is still her boyfriend. No one ever deny that. What she really means not hers? pretend Joe is hers all damn time?

Swifties: Joe is always belong to Taylor. No matter what. She pretend Joe is her husband all the damn times. That's what Taylor meant.

Me: and is it too soon to do this yet? cause I know it's delicate. what 'this' means?

Swifties: 'This' means marriage. Taylor ask Joe if this relationship is too fast to jump in marriage. That's why Taylor say they can't make any promises. They want to take it slow.

Me: She love Joe so much. But she cant make promises to marry Joe now. You means that?

Swifties: Yeah. sort of like that.

Me: Getaway Car? Who is guys she talk about? Want to leave him, I need a reason? Who is with Taylor in getaway car?

Swifties: it's about Tom. Taylor fly all around the world with Tom. She glad she left Tom first. She want to leave Tom for Joe. She loves Joe so much at that time.

Me: Taylor stole the money and car keys? What that means?

Swifties: because Taylor refer her relationship with Tom like Boyne and Clyde. The worst crime is dating Tom while still with Calvin. Calvin know about that. But, at the same times keep her desire to be with Joe.

Me: So, Tom stole Taylor from Calvin? and Taylor dump Tom for Joe. That the worst crime. Do you mean by that?

Swifties: Sort of. I guess. But that relationship only last 3 months. Never get far.

Me: Why Taylor said her relationships with Tom is like Circus. The three of them. Who three of them? The circus ain't the love story.

Swifties: Getaway Car is about Tom, Calvin, Taylor. The Circus is clown. She knows that relationship really never works. That relationship is laughable. Just for fun.

Me: Who is King of My Heart?

Swifties: Joe!

Me: Who is Motown beat? Salute Taylor because she's American Queen.

Swifties: Joe is Motown beat. He salute Taylor for being American Queen.

Me: Why Taylor emoji (Taymoji) on King of My Heart have lion head?

Swifties: cause Lion is King of Jungle.

Me: Not sign of Leo?

Swifties: No!

Me: Did you know Taylor recorded KMOH on Karlie's birthday. The same day Taylor call Karlie to wish Happy Birthday and send Sunflower to Karlie? She wear the same outfit on that day. August 3.

Swifties: But, King of My Heart is about Joe. That outfit doesnt proof KOMH is about Karlie.

Me: I dont say KOMH is about Karlie. So, How about upon the roof with the school girl crush? Did Taylor with her school girl crush?

Swifties: Joe have crush with Taylor since he was in high school. Taylor is Joe's high school crush. Joe and Taylor sit on the roof together. Drinking beer.

Me: We met a few weeks ago, now you trying call me, like trying on clothes? What that means?

Swifties: Joe really like to change clothes. Calling Taylor as 'baby'is easy for Joe like he's trying on clothes.

Me: I guess, only supermodel love to trying clothes. Joe must be a supermodel. He really love changing clothes every second of his life.

Swifties: Yes, Joe is supermodel too. Yes, he love changing clothes.

Me: Which brand he present? i dont know? Dont tell me Joe is on Victoria Secret too? one of the angels.

Swifties: Tom Brand?

Me: Yeah, You mean Tom Ford. You are right. Only one brand.

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