Swiftie, Sheerio and extreme Sweeran shipper. This is the place where I fangirl and post my writing. :)
excellentswift:

when ed says nice things about taylor in interviews

excellentswift:

when ed says nice things about taylor in interviews

trueheartswift:

What a great way to start the morning :)

trueheartswift:

What a great way to start the morning :)

somuchsweeran:

YAY FINALLY SOME CUTE SWEERAN FANFICTION I FEEL LIKE THE SWEERAN TAG HAS BEEN DEAD RECENTLY

IT WAS GETTING SO BORING IN THE TAG SO I THOUGHT IT NEEDED SOME “EXCITEMENT”

Just a Kiss

Inspired by Just a Kiss by Lady Antebellum.

The only sound that could be heard was the cackling of the fire. It was late and Taylor and Ed both knew that they had to be up early the next morning, but they couldn’t bear the thought of going to bed just yet. Their friends had all left to get some much needed sleep, but they were enjoying finally being together after a long evening.

The near silence was comforting. They didn’t need to talk to enjoy each other’s company. Taylor had her head on his shoulder, her hair draped down his back. His arm was around her waist. Both of their legs were spread out in front of them, their toes almost touching.

It had been weird between them recently. Not a bad weird though. They were a bit more awkward than usual, Ed would seem to blush more often. Taylor’s laugh had been louder and she was always a bit hyper when she was with him.

Taylor knew she wasn’t in love with him. A crush, maybe. The timing wasn’t right, she knew that, but it didn’t stop her from daydreaming about him. How they would fit together, the way he would look at her in the early hours of the morning, it was all a mystery and she was all too curious.

Ed knew he was in love with her. He had been for months, but he now just realized that the blonde might actually return his feelings. He would never tell her how he feels in fear of making her uncomfortable and possibly losing one of the best friendships he’s ever had, but that didn’t mean he didn’t love her.

Suddenly, Taylor lifts her head of his shoulders and turns to him, searching for something, anything, in his eyes to indicate to her what was going through his mind. He seemed to be in deep thought, although she didn’t know about what.

"Hey," she whispers, not wanting to speak too loud in fear of ruining the calmness that had settled around them, "Whatcha thinking about?"

"Us," he replies. He seemed surprised at himself for being so honest, but turns to meet her gaze nevertheless.

"And what about us?"

"I don’t know," he sighs, "It’s complicated."

"It’s okay, you don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to," she leans in to kiss his cheek, but he turns at the last second and her lips land on his, catching them both by surprise.

Ed pulls back, embarrassment written across his handsome features, “I’m sorry - I didn’t mean to - I’m so -“

But Taylor cuts him off by planting her lips on his again. This kiss is more sure than the last, but it’s still shy. They stay that way for a few minutes, his hand on her waist and her fingers tangled in his hair before the both pull away, a little lightheaded and slightly out of breath.

"Don’t be," she giggles, the sweet sound seeming louder because of the silence. "I don’t want to go to fast."

"We won’t, I promise. I’ll always be here if you need me."

"I know," she murmurs, before taking his hand and leading him back inside for some much deserved sleep.

I am in desperate need of a good new Sweeran one shot to read pLEASE


sweeran + touch

sweeran + touch

This or that -> Anonymous asked: Taylor and Ed or Taylor and Zac?

Taylor and Ed

"She’s someone to aspire to because she’s one of the biggest touring acts and record-selling acts on the planet. That’s where I want to be and I’ll work up to that point.”

I wrote this song after the Grammys. I was in a situation at the Grammys and everything was kind of all happening at once and there was a lot of people around just talking a lot of shit. And I found the only sense that was coming out of anyone’s lips or vocal box from this one person. I wrote a song about it.


I see fire, blood in the breezeAnd I hope that you remember me

I see fire, blood in the breeze
And I hope that you remember me

ohmyfandomblog:

idk about you but i always forget this picture happened 

and then i see it and i’m like ouch

they look like a married couple

ouch

ohmyfandomblog:

idk about you but i always forget this picture happened

and then i see it and i’m like ouch

they look like a married couple

ouch

sweeran + instagram

Distressed • Lungs