#ttwili

[pharawee]

will I ever get to watch Tell the World I Love You? Or Jenny AM/PM for that matter? 😔

#jane watches stuff #(or not - the ongoing saga) #at this point i'd watch ttwily without subs #hell i'd pay for ttwily without subs #now and then i check mdl for updates but nothing #i've been waiting for over a year #at least jenny am/pm is out there somewhere without subs #but i'm not feeling desperate and/or brave enough to watch it #and anyway i know i'm like alone in this #but when will star hunter give bas suradej back to me?? #star hunter pls

[lorenlily]

hey bestie! hope you are having a good day so far! um ok albums ranking for singles:

1. 1989

2. folklore (cardigan was the PERFECT choice)

3. evermore

4. fearless

5. debut, actually

6. red

7. rep (so many missed opportunities)

8. speak now (why wasn’t enchanted a single???)

9. lover, for obvious reasons

hbu? how would you rank them?

hiiiii babs thank you so much  for sending this <3

lol I always end up being the one asking ranking questions because I can never answer them for myself but I will try...

1. speak now (I don't understand how these didn't pop off i think they were all a good balance of the different sounds on the album)

2. 1989 (I will always mourn how wonderland wasn't a single)

3. fearless (I still don't get how ybwm didn't hit #1 also I think these were a good balance but ttwily should've been a single)

4. folklore (the only time I'd put it above evermore lol I like cardigan a lot but secretly I would've chosen something else)

5. evermore (I love this song but grammy version outsold and I would've chosen something else too)

6. red (I do think the singles were more of the pop side and not balanced with the sound of the album)

7. debut (I think these were all solid choices but I do prefer some of the above songs more)

8. lover (lol it would rank last except for the lover mvs and the archer my beloved)

9. rep (other than lwymmd i didn’t like the mvs haha the lyric videos outsold and honestly most of the singles are bottom ranking for me on the album except ciwyw)

#i love recieving asks like this but rarely do lol so thank you #lol a little shameless plugging of some of my edits #the only bad thing about the speak now singles is the ours mv #and enchanted as a single would be amazing but think about how annoying people would be #lol its getting tiktok treatment right now #the 1989 mv were bangers #mutuals 🥰 #what becomes of curious minds*

[roronoacherries]

ok so next i’m working on one of these ?

angsty smut w/rough sex after zoro finds out y/n cheated (request)

hits different by taylor swift inspired (request)

all i’ve ever known from hadestown inspired

that’s the way i loved you by taylor swift inspired

it should probably be the ttwily one since it’s been in my head for the longest ,, but i have a really neat idea for that first request too

#it involves luffy ;) #truly i should be worried about my finals instead but oh well #this list is mostly for my own reference but lmk what i should work on first #୨⎯ sol habla ☼ #୨⎯ wip list ☼

[thievesandtraitors]

Was listening to Fearless and realized that Taylor also mentions being comfortable but wanting pain in TTWILY. One can’t help but wonder

[evanstanhoney]

Please Honey: TTWILI 🌹✨

pairing: dom!chris evans x sub!reader

summary: you help chris take his mind off of things. 

word count: 3.2k

⚠️warnings: smut

more of this series can be found here.

Dating Chris for as long as you have, you’ve gotten pretty good at reading one another, you better than him. He didn’t make it too difficult for you, every emotion constantly etched on his face and his heart on his sleeve. And lately, he’d been more stressed than usual with a permanent scowl on his face, and constant huffs every time his phone rang. He tried to put on a brave face for you, and you tried not to pry. To let him come to you when he was ready to talk about whatever it was that was bothering him, but you there was only so much of his pouting that you could take before you gave in. 

“Chris?” you ask lifting your head up from his chest. You were tucked under his arm, cuddled up in his side, attempting to watch a movie, but both of your minds were elsewhere. He was drawing mindless patterns up and down your arms, willing himself to focus but he just couldn't. The sound of your voice snapped him out of whatever daze he’d been in. 

 “I’m fine,” he mumbled, already knowing where things were headed. 

“Are you sure about that?” you ask softly, rubbing circles on his stomach. It was something that you learned calmed him down when he was getting worked up. 

He takes a moment biting the inside of his cheek. You think he’s going to protests some more, insist that he’s perfectly content but instead, he looks down at you with those doe eyes you love so much, “Actually, can we - can we play?” 

That was the last thing you’d expected. It had been a while since you and Chris had done that thing that you do. You’d had sex over the last week of course, but it was nothing more than slow lazy morning sex, or before bed lazy sex. It was lovely, of course, it was always good with Chris. But you hadn't ...played in what felt like ages. And the prospect of finally being able to indulge made your cheeks heat up.  

“Like now?” you say in a near whisper, the slightest smile on your face. You were excited, you were finally going to have Chris the way you’d been craving for days. 

“Please.” He nods, bringing a hand up to caress your cheek, drawing smooth circles into the skin with his thumb. 

“Yeah, yeah - we can.” 

His eyes darken, and a smirk graced his lips the moment the words leave your lips. “Go to the room and strip. I’ll be there in a minute.” he leans in for a kiss and it’s deep and slow. You get lost in it for a moment until he pulls away, biting his lip. “Go on.” He rasps, with a tap to your ass, instructing you to make your way to the bedroom and you do. 

As soon as you round the corner, you dash into the bedroom, quickly tugging down your shorts and panties, and pulling your shirt over your head. You should be embarrassed by how eager you were, but it’d been so long since you’d gotten to have Chris in this way and you just couldn't hide your excitement. You position yourself in the center of the bed, completely bare of all of your clothes, waiting for him. It doesn’t take long before he walks into the room, slowly a smirk on his lips. He situates himself at the end of the bed. 

“Knees, baby.” You knee-walk your way down the bed, crawling onto the floor in front of you on your knees, and the way you are looking up at him, eyes all big and innocent and waiting, it drives him wild. “Remind me of the rules please.” 

You go over the rules again like always, reciting your colors and signals, and he praises you with a ‘good girl’, and you are already feeling yourself get to that floaty place that makes you feel tingly all over. 

You stay there kneeling, waiting for instructions when he tugs down the sweats already hanging low on his hips, along with his Calvins. He takes himself in his hand pumping a few times letting out a relieved sigh. 

“Open.” He demanded, and you obliged, scooting closer to him placing your hands on his thighs and opening wide, “Suck.” without hesitation, you wrap your lips around him and begin bobbing your head, taking him as far as you can, working the rest of him with your hand. You’re rewarded with Chris’s moans of praise, and a caress of your cheek. 

“Oh fuck baby. You are doing so good - fuck, you're so good for me.” he huffs, running his hands through your hair, tugging at the roots. “I’m going to fuck your mouth now baby, okay?” He says breathlessly, and you lift off of him for only a second, nodding eagerly. He guides you back on his cock, thrusting in and out of your mouth, holding your head still. His thrusts are slow at first but deep, hitting the back of your throat. You always prided yourself on not having much of a gag reflex. His thrusts picked up speed, and it wasn’t before long he was fucking quicking in and out of your mouth, your hands helping you stay steady on his thighs. He pushed himself to the back of your throat a few times, just staying there enjoying the feeling of your throat constricting around his cock. He let up allowing you to catch your breath before going back in again. 

“Fuck your mouth feels so good.” he groans, lifting you off of his cock one final time, “Color baby?” he prompts 

“Green. I’m green.” You stutter quickly catching your breath, before reattaching yourself back onto his cock, taking him down your throat. He lets you go on a few more moments, without any assistance from him before he’s pulling back, making you look up at him with curious eyes. 

“I’m not coming like this. I’ve got plans for you baby.” he rasps, caressing your cheek running his thumb across your swollen bottom lip. You playfully nip at his thumb, and he smiles down at you, completely smitten.

With one hand under your chin, he guides you back up to your feet, legs a little wobbly. You want to wrap your arms around his neck pulling him close to you but you don’t dare. He never gave you explicit permission you could touch, and you wanted to be good for him. He asked for this, the least you could do was be a good girl and follow the rules. He places both hands on either side of your face, pulling you in for a deep kiss. Nibbling at your bottom lip, tongue grazing at your bottom lip asking for permission to enter which you gladly give. His hand roams down the front of your body, caressing your right breast, giving it a light squeeze, eliciting a moan from you. His hands roam down your body, cupping your heat, feeling the wetness already pooling there. 

“Wet from just sucking me off, eh?” 

“Always wet for you,” you mumble shyly leaning up again to reattach your lips to his. Your desire gets the better of you, and you find your hands roaming up his shoulders, wrapping around him tangling your fingers in his hair. You give it a light tug, knowing it's one of his favorite things and you get the smallest whimper from him. He’s lost in the feeling of your fingers in his hair, when he remembers his own rules, and quickly untangles your arms from around his neck, and pulls away. 

“Did I say you could touch?” 

“No. I’m sorry.” you pout, and he smirked down at you, giving your lips a quick peck. 

“That’s okay baby.” He says, and any other day he would probably have you over his lap in a second for breaking one of the rules, but he isn’t in the mood to punish you. He just wants to play. “Now up on the bed. Hands and knees.” 

You're quick to follow instructions, turning around and positioning yourself in the center of the bed like he’d asked, your ass presented perfectly to him. He couldn’t help the smirk on his face at your eagerness. He would never understand what it was that made you so pliant. Maybe it was the anticipation and excitement of what was to come next, what he would do to make you feel good. Or maybe it was your want, your need to please him. Maybe it was both. 

He took hold of your ankle and dragged you back down the bed so you were less center, and closer to the edge. The sudden movement, made you lose your balance and you couldn’t help the giggle that escaped your lips and his heart skipped a beat. There you were ass up, in front of him on display and still, you managed to do something incredibly adorable. 

“Sorry honey.” He smiles, picking your hips back up into the air. 

“ ‘S okay.” You giggle, and it quickly turns into a moan as his fingers find their way to your pussy, running up and down your folds. 

“This feels good?” He smirks, adding just the tiniest bit of pressure to your clit. 

“Mmhm, yes.” you nod, pushing your ass back against his hand, and he’s quick to pull away. You knew better. ‘Patience is key, Love’, but it just felt so good you couldn’t help it. 

You waited a few moments, waiting for his hand to go back to where you needed him, but instead, you were met with a swift smack to your right ass cheek. It didn’t hurt, but the sudden sting made you cry out. 

“You know the rules baby.” He says, hand soothing where he’d just marked you, before putting his hand back where you’d needed him rubbing up and down your folds, spreading the wetness already collecting there. Slowly he inserts a finger, curling it down, hitting that spot deep inside you drawing out a long moan. He begins pumping his finger in and out of you slowly, keeping it perfectly curved hitting your spot over and over again. Just when you think it’s all too much he slowly, inserts another finger in, curling it perfectly as he had before. “Holy shit.” You whine, pushing back against his fingers, earning you another slap to one ass cheek and then the other. 

“Honey,” Chris warns, slowing down the pace of his fingers. 

“I’m sorry. I’m sorry.” you moan, waiting for him to pick up the pace with his fingers again and he did. You feel yourself tighten around his fingers, heat pooling at the pit of your stomach and you know it’s only a matter of time. “Baby, I gotta come.” 

“You can come.” he cooed, and immediately your orgasm hits you nearly knocking the breath out of you. 

“Oh fuck.” you sigh, trying to catch your breath. You collapse on the bed, chest heaving when you feel Chris hovering above you, lips trailing kisses up your spine until he's kissing at the back of your neck, planting kisses at that shell of your ear. 

“Turn over for me.” 

Slowly you turn over, looking up at him with a lazy smile. He leans down, crashing his lips into yours, a hand caressing your side. 

“Scoot up,” he says nodding up towards the headboard. You shimmy your way back up the bed, laying down on the pillow, watching as he crawled the way across the bed before he was hovering over you. He leaned down kissing down your neck to your collarbone to your breasts, taking one of your nipples into his mouth, teasing you while his hand tweaked at the other. You arched your chest up to him, moaning at the sensation of his tongue swiping across the bud. As much as you were enjoying Chris's mouth on you, you wanted him inside you more than anything. You snaked your fingers into his hair tugging at his locks, bringing his face up to meet yours. 

“Chris -” you whine, but he quickly grasps both your wrist in his one large hand and pins them above your head. 

“Keep them here.” He warns, but his eyes are just as soft as ever. He goes back to work on your chest and just as your about to let out another whine, another beg for him to do something else, he’s pulling himself up, and kissing back up your neck. 

He takes a hold of himself, rubbing the tip of his cock up and down your folds, and you let out a long moan, relieved to finally feel him. He dips the tip inside, just barely, collecting your wetness before spreading through your folds and rubbing the head of his cock against your clit. It feels so good you can’t help but roll your hips into it. 

“Your so wet baby.” He rasps, resting his forehead against yours, “You ready for me?” he asks and you nod furiously, wanting nothing more than to reach out and pull him closer to you. Slowly slides himself inside eyes glued to yours, and you both let out a relieved groan. 

“Can I? Please.” You ask biting at your bottom lip, begging him to allow you to touch him and he nods. You quickly wrap your arms around him, pulling him closer to you and wrapping your legs around his waist. His thrusts are slow and shallow. Just barely pulling out before thrusting back in again. It’s just to get you adjusted to his size but it wasn’t enough, you needed more. So you begin rolling your hips up, trying to take him in deeper, but the grip on your hips tighten, and you know you’ll have Chris-shaped bruises in the morning. 

“Stay still honey.” He growls, so you do. 

Eventually, his thrusts get deeper, and faster until he’s pistoning his hips into you, drawing out moans and whines. Your hands are taking down his back, and he’s got his head buried in your neck, sucking at your favorite spot behind your ear and you can feel yourself getting to that place where you feel floaty and everything gets tingly. 

“Chris I’m - oh shit.” you whimper tugging at his hair, “Don’t stop please.” His grip on your hips gets tighter and his pace gets quicker, his sucking on your neck more deliberate. You could feel that coil tightens in your stomach again and before you knew your orgasm came crashing into you. “Oh my god,” you whine into his ear, trying to catch your breath.  

“Fuck, that’s my girl” he growls, feeling you contract around him. He stops his thrusts in favor of slow lazy grinding, drawing long deep moans from you. It’s not the prettiest sounds you’ve ever made, but it just feels too good that you can’t be bothered to care. 

“Chris, I - I can’t anymore.” You pant, combing your fingers through his hair. He lifts up from your neck, resting his forehead against yours, a smirk on his face. 

“You sensitive?” you nod and let out another moan when he hit that spot deep inside you once more. “Come on, give me one more. Please baby. Come with me.” He moans, before leaning down crashing his lips with yours.

“Okay,” you whine pulling him closer to you. He lifts your leg up, hooking it around his waist, and you both groan at the new angle. 

“Holy shit, honey.” He says through gritted teeth, he buries himself back into your neck, sucking and licking and nibbling as he started up with a slow pace with his hips once more. His thrusts were still deep and slow but quickly picking up speed as he swiveled his hips. It’s when one of his hands snake up from your hip to your neck with only the slightest bit of pressure do you feel that familiar burn at the pit of your stomach. 

“Chris, oh my - fuck-.” you whine

“It’s okay I got you - fuck. I got you.” He groans into your neck “Honey I’m gonna come. Come with me.” he lifts his head out of your neck, resting his forehead against yours, “Please, honey. Come with me”. It only takes a few more thrusts before you’re coming completely undone beneath him, nails raking down his back, chanting a mixture of swears and his name. “Holy shit.” He huffs, his breath fanning across your face. 

Your tingly all over, and the only thing that you can sense is Chris. His smell, his weight on top of you, his voice letting out little praises. You looked up at him with a lazy smile, eyes slightly glassed over, “Wow.” you smile, and he lets out a little chuckle.

“You did so good baby.” he praises planting kisses all over your face “How are you feeling?”

“Good. I feel good.” you sigh brushing a curl back that’d fallen in front of his face. “I can’t feel my toes.” you giggle. It didn’t happen always, only when your orgasm was particularly intense, and Chris always was proud of himself when he’d been able to do that for you. 

He pulls out of you, and he moves to lift himself away from you and out of bed but you’re quick to pull him back down on top of you. 

“I’ll be right back. Gotta get you cleaned up.” He smiles, placing a quick peck on your cheek before disappearing into the bathroom. He’s back in a flash with a washcloth and quickly cleans you up, tossing the towel to the side and pulling the covers back for you to crawl under. He follows in after, pulling you to his chest planting soft kisses on your hair.  

“Are you okay?” he asks running his hand up and down your arm “I wasn’t too rough?” 

 “Did I call it?” you ask referring to your safe word, and he shakes his head “Then I’m fine.” you smile, “you really needed that didn’t you?” 

 “Yeah.” he chuckles placing a kiss on the top of your head. 

 “Are you going to tell me what’s wrong?”

 “It’s stupid.” 

You look up at him eyebrow raised “If it’s upsetting you then it’s not stupid.” 

“It’s just this stupid stuff with the cafe remodel. I just feel like everything is going to shit.” 

The cafe remodel was his dream. He’d keep his little cafe downstairs during the day and at night a nice little bar upstairs, perfect for open mic nights for local artists, and poets. It was everything he’s ever wanted, and he wanted it to be perfect. 

“It’s going to be a great babe. It’s going to get finished and people are going to love it.” 

“I hope so. I’m just anxious about it. And the closer it gets to being done the more things seem to be going wrong. And with all the constructions business is slow. I’m just stressed is all.” he says letting out a huff. 

“Well, it’s going to be great.” 

“Yeah, I hope so.” he sighs pulling you tighter to him, “Thank you.” 

“For what?”

“For helping me clear my head.” 

“Anytime baby.” You smile, placing a sweet kiss on his chest. “Anytime.”

#chris evans x reader #chris evans fanfiction #chris evans fan fiction #chris evans x black!reader #chris evans x black reader #chris evans concepts #chris evans prompts #chris evans blurb #chris evans imagine #chris evans imagines #my writing #ttwili series #ttwili universe #chris evans smut #dom!chris evans x sub!reader #dom!chris evans

[october-birds]

i miss screaming and fighting and kissing in the rain

#taylor swift #fearless #that’s the way i loved you #ttwily #tswiftedit #taylor swift edit #my photography #my edit

[konaizumi]

Tell the World I Love You is coming January 27th!!

#finally #been waiting for this forever #tell the world i love you #ttwily #bas suradej #perth nakhun #thai bl

[theworldinclines]

For that Perth and Bas movie. I swear I watched a music video on youtube with both of them in it. I thought it was connected to this movie.

bahdjajsjs god i wish. i went to youtube and didn't find quite what u may have meant but i found a short bts clip for the movie so 👌👌 here's that 🙏

#answered #tell the world i love you #ttwily #kheng x boang #khang #music #ttwily ost

[sadproseswift]

if taylor doesn’t sing this bop on bstage i will RIOT!!!!! @taylorswift 

#reputation tour #reputation #taylorswift #that's the way I loved you #fearless #swifties #rep tour #b stage #surprise songs #ttwily #mine

[bobafettsslut]

Ok but alluding to your post about continuing 'that's the way I loved you', I have a suggestion that no one asked for but I have thought about it and i think it has potential to serve as an inspiration:

ALL TOO WELL

Here some of its lines that I think could fit (amazingly) with the story

"I forget about you long enough to forget why I needed to".

"I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it"

"Maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much, but maybe this thing was a masterpiece till you tore it all up"

"Cause there we are again when I loved you so, back before you lost the one real thing you've ever known"

Also, since the story is told in flasbacks or more like aryas memories, it feels to me that Arya remembers too well you know?

If you dont like it, its okay I have more options too (really but not really) . And, if you're thinking this is kind of creepy, for legal issues it's a joke (:

I apologize, it's just that this fic has so much potential!!

this is really so sweet of you!! im super honored that you liked that fic enough to want a sequel ! and i hear you but the only issue that keeps coming up is i made that fic to fit “the way i loved you” specifically so its hard to recreate in the form of a sequel bc it will be harder to make the fic follow the lyrics of a song when ive already laid groundwork so its kinda hard to fill gaps that don’t really go into the original story but this ask really was appreciated and i dont find it creepy at all!

however bestie when the 10 minute version of all too well gets released from the vault there is no telling what i’ll write

#ask #anon #answered #ttwily

[flylikeastreamofthejet]

i had so much love for the OG but my goodness... she’s done it again

#those vocals in ttwily

[gunsatthaphan]

Hey, Doreen! Hope you're doing great ☀️

Quick question, since I can't access MDL (the site is down again), is Tell the world I love you postponed again? And if you know for when? Cuz as far as I remember it was pushed to 6th of April, which we know came and passed, so yeah.

Thank you and have an awesome week 🖤

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hey there! 💓

I’m doing good thank you! I hope you’re well too 🥰 

Yes, the last fixed air date for TTWILY was April 9th but it has been postponed indefinitely due to the pandemic. So it looks like we will have to wait a bit longer... :( 

have a wonderful week as well!! <3 

xxx

#tell the world i love you #vertigox #ask #doreen answers

[bisluthq]

Like she likes that he’s very nice but to her // don't all his co-stars say how nice and kind and gentle he is? Thats also how ed sheeran described him. He is probably moody like all artists but he is def the kind of guy she was talking about in the way I loved you.

Yeah but my point is that’s not how she romanticizes him. To her they very much do have “you're so in love that you act insane” moments - that’s like the premise of False God tbh. He doesn’t scream and fight but he gets pissed at her and into his depro moods and she is aware that his attitude to her isn’t what it was to past girlfriends so she feels special even tho sometimes she acts out and causes shit.

Like obviously he’s a kind and nice and gentle person we’ve been over this before and yes every co-star frames him that way but the way she romanticizes him and constructs him in her work is absolutely not the way she talks to the boyfriend in TTWILY.

I’m not even saying Joe isn’t like that because like I said by all accounts he exhibits those behaviors especially to her but that’s not what she romanticizes about him because she’s... not unbiased and she self-mythologizes.

#nat talks swiftwyn

[niallssecret]

•Deck The Halls•

A/N: Just Niall and Jasmine being cute during the holidays. This was going to end differently but then niall went and disrespected us today so....here ya go! 

 Niall was having a shitty day. He was tired, and felt like he was working far more than he should have been. He understood one that being a co-owner of a cafe would mean he'd need to be there, most of the time. But he also understood that he’d rather be at home on the couch, doing nothing. He was exhausted,  and incessant holiday music that’d been on repeat in the shop the past week wasn’t helping.  It was Gerry’s idea and Niall about socked him when he suggested it. ‘It’s the holidays Niall. It makes people happy!’. So he let him. He wasn’t happy about it but it’s not like he had much of a choice.

 Gerry let him go home after lunch. He said he could handle everything on his own, and didn't need Niall there. Really he was  tired of watching him brood his way through his shift. He took his time walking home though. 

  He wanted to get home but he needed time to clear his head too. He walked around in circles, up and down a the same couple of block a few time listening to some moody music. It was all very dramatic. He couldn’t figure out why he was so...anxious. He just was. The holidays was had never his favorite. And it seemed lately he was acutely aware of  the constant reminders of what time of year it was everywhere he went.

  With his last circle around the block he dug his key out of his pack ready to buzz his way up to place. He was more than ready to change into some sweats and lay himself on his couch with the warm comfort of a blanket and a beer or two. So when he he opened his door to see Jasmine he thought the rest of the day could only get better.

She’d had a key now for a little over a month. It wasn’t a huge gesture, she’d spent a ton of time over at his anyway due to a weird roommate situation. So the thought of giving her a spare key didn’t seem to serious to Niall. He was worried that maybe Jasmine would think they were moving too fast, but she was just as excited as he was at the prospect of always having her around.

He kicked off his shoes and shrugged off his jacket and backpack tossing them to the side near the junk table near the front door, and made his way over to her. He made it halfway through his small living room, before he tripped on a string of christmas lights. His place turned into Santa's workshop. And then he realized Jasmine wasn’t near the window just sipping tea. She was putting up more decorations.

  She didn’t hear him come in, too focused on the work she was doing,trying to figure out how she should around the ornaments on the pint sized ttree she managed to get. It was when she heard huff in the living room she turned her attention away from the tree.

“Hi! How was your day?” She smile, cheerful and as adorable as ever. He didn’t have it in him to be the smallest bit annoyed. She meant well he knew she did.

  “It was alright.” He lied. She didn’t notice, but it didn’t bother him that she didn’t notice.

  “Good.” She turned her attention back to the true, biting her cheek trying to debating on whether enough one side of the tree was too dressed than the other. He came up to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder pressing a kiss to her hair. She turned for only a moment to give him a proper one on the lips before going back to her tree.

  He took a look around and noticed a few christmas nick nacks here and there. A small christmas center piece arrangement in the living room. A magnet on the fridge. He knew Jasmine liked Christmas but he didn’t know she liked it this much.

  “Aren’t these a bit much?” He question pointing at one of the Santa ornaments on the tree.

  “I can take it down-”

  “No no- it's fine.” He said, giving her shoulder a squeeze.

  She finally put down the ornament she’d been fretting with down and turned to look at niall.

  “Listen, I know how much you hate Christmas -”

  “ I don’t hate christmas.” He huffs taking a step away from her.  Call it childhood trauma. Or mommy issues. Or daddy issues. But the fact is that Niall has not been the biggest fan of christmas, for a very long time.

  “Whatever. I know you have a complex about it and I - I still want you to have a nice one this year.” She was much too sweet to him sometimes, and he’d never understood why. He could be the most cynical person he’s ever known, but she still stuck around.

  “Thank you.” He let out a sigh smiling down at her. He brought her face close to his for a kiss that was interrupted far too early by an oven beep.

  “Jazzie?...What-”

“I made cookies.” She smirks up at him, placing a quick kiss to the corner of his mouth.

She pranced into the kitchen,putting on an oven mitt he didn’t even know he had. She came back up with a tray full of sugar cookies. He followed her the small distance to his small kitchen and then notices the small station she’d set up on the kitchen, and the few other cookies already baked.

  “Jesus christ.” He’s huffs, rubbing his face. He looks annoyed but he was so endeered.

  “I thought I’d be fun for us to decorate some cookies. I know you think it’s silly but I use to do it all the time as a kid and I liked it so here.” She hands him a spoon and a tub of icing. She forces him down into one of the bar stools and hands him a plate with a snowman and a christmas tree shaped cookies.He takes the spoon from her without caution, unable to keep the smile. She’s so cute.

  She places the fresh cookies on a cooling rack. She takes another spoon from the drawer and plate before taking her spot next to Niall. She goes for one of the cookies that is already half eaten placing a spoonful of blue icing, and finishing it off. She reaches for another one, putting a spoon full of icing on it, and taking a big bite. Niall is so endeared.

  “I’m no cookie decorating expert but i'm pretty sure your supposed to eat them after they are decorated.” He’s chuckles.

  “So?” The words are mumbled, behind her hand as she tries to finish her last big bite.

  She reaches for another cookie this time actually decorating it, and Niall realizes he hadn’t even finished his first, too mesmerized by how adorable Jasmine looks concentrating so hard over fucking christmas cookies. She starts talking, and it's something about christmas presents but niall is preoccupied.

“What - Niall are you even listening to me?”

“I’m listening.” He smiles moving himself closer to her.

She goes on about her story. All he picks up is that the store ran out of nutmeg before she’s turned towards him again.”

  “You’re not listening at all are you?” There’s only a little bit of irritation in her voice. Niall gives her small smile, and instead of an answer gives her a long sweet kiss instead.

  “What was that for?”

  “Nothing. I just like you alot. Your cute when you’re ranting.” He smiled down at her brushing his thumb over her bottom lip. He knew they weren’t ready for ‘I love you’s’, and Niall wasn’t even sure he had figured out what love felt like. But with Jasmine he felt like he was slowly figuring it out.

  She narrowed her eyes a little, not too pleased that he wasn’t listening. But flattered by the compliment.

  “Your cute too, I guess.” He gave her an affronted chuckle and one more peck.

  “Thanks, appreciate that.”

  He excused himself from the cookie decorating to go shance into some backet ballshorts and comfortable shirt and made his way to the couch. He looked to the side, looking at the small charlie brown looking christmas tree Jasmine had half decorated and smiled. After a few minutes of scrolling through his phone, he got board.

  “Jazzie?” He called without looking behind him.

  “Yes…”

  “Come here” He called out. He heard her let out a huff before he finally saw her. She lifted her eyebrows, expecting him to say something.

“Come cuddle with me.” It was in that husky almost whisper tone, that Jasmine loves. It wasn’t fair. Still she pretended to think about it for a few seconds, hands on her hips.

“Okay.” He gave her a smug smile, and quickly got her as close to him as possible. He grabbed the remote and he let her choose the station. She’d settled on House Hunters which, Niall didn’t mind all that much. He enjoyed the show actually.

  After a few moments Niall looked down at Jasmine, cuddled to his chest. It was seeing her muttering to herself about how wrong the house was for the couple, that he figured out what love feels like.

#niall fic #niall fluff #niall one shot #niall oneshot #ttwili extra #my writing #ttwili #MERY CHRISTMAS

[fiveholesinthefence]

Hey Stephen and TTWILY are mother fucking bops

[thievesandtraitors]

Out of the re-recordings, I think the best are F&A, TTWILY, YBWM, Love Story, MPF, and YNS. I’m sad I don’t like the piano version of F&A as much as the original :(((((