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angeblancrose · 1 month
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An Honest Brief Review Of TTPD
People are going to dive into the words and look for clues to try and string people and events together, but I'm not here to do that.
I'm here to talk about the brilliant tapestry of words she's woven into this album, THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT.
Twists of Modern Poetry weaving in and out in a musical symphony. This was THE Taylor Swift album.
The songwriting, symbolism, and the aesthetic of it all encompass who she is as an artist in the music industry.
The whole album was compact and well intertwined from start to finish. You can count on Taylor Swift to make an album that is not only sonically cohesive or aesthetically pleasing but also contains songs that can exist even outside of the tracklist, on its own, with no context, whatsoever.
The whole promo leading up to release day and how she didn't put out any singles until today kept everyone on their toes, anticipating and wondering what this album is going to sound like. She's a Mastermind, no one can deny.
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tungtung-thanawat · 1 year
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whoever is attempting to write meta about midnight museum i salute you and your media analysis skills. cause let me tell you the layers of gay yearning runs so deep between khatha and dome that i can only experience it not explain it
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yume-fanfare · 6 months
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the ants scene was. life-changing i have no words. better than i hoped it would be. it's. you can tell how everything about it shaped tsukasa as a person.
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something profoundly wrong with him. i love him and need to wrap him up in a fluffy blanket and give him candy
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direwombat · 5 months
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ah. finally figured out how to keep myself from watching tv while writing (bad habit; don't get much writing done). all i had to do was use the spotify app on my ps4 (instead of on my computer) to play my writing playlist
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brutal-out-here · 5 months
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Very random post that makes me nostalgic of what I would post in 2018, but here’s each of my favorite outfits from Taylor’s tours! I may hate glitter with a passion but I do love things with beading/sparkles/fringes lol
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kingofmyborrowedheart · 9 months
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I wonder what the first day streaming numbers for 1989 (Taylor’s Version) are going to be.
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mitskicentral · 1 year
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mitski has officially surpassed 3 billion streams across all credits on spotify
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(📷 first two images by ebru yildiz; third by dario catellani for dazed)
— click "read more" if you want to know how this was calculated
definition of a credit: any song on spotify that mitski is featured in. this means that her standard songs are counted as credits, along with her side tracks (love me more clark remix, this is a life for everything everywhere all at once soundtrack, her collabs with other artists.)
this also takes into account the only songs mitski has pulled from spotify ever: shame (jammin' out solo version) and square (solo piano version). those two songs had amassed around 5 million streams from rfsncib release (august 1, 2013) til removal (july 31, 2022)
how to see the number of streams on a song: 1. open the spotify desktop app (i don't think it works for the spotify web app on phones and computers). 2. go to mitski's profile and scroll down to the "discography" section. 3. click the "show all" button on the right to open up mitski's standard discography. if the app is functioning right and you have an internet connection, the number of streams should show up beside the song title. it's to the left of the song duration.
for mitski collabs, go to mitski's profile, scroll down to the "appears on" section and click the "show all" button to the right. click on the albums and look for the song mitski is featured on to obtain the number of streams.
for the two deleted songs, go to spotify settings and enable the "show unplayable songs" option under the "playback" section. then, go to mitski's profile, scroll down to artist playlists and click on "mitski discography by mitski". scroll down to the rfsncib chunk of songs and hover your cursor over either one of the deleted songs (they will be greyed out). click the three horizontal dots to the right of the song duration label (or right click) and click "go to album" from the dropdown menu. the deleted songs should appear with the rest of the tracks now. (they are at the tail end of the album.)
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she really just puts out better and better albums everytime huh
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summeritsclear · 5 days
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why have i been putting red so low in my ranking it’s highkey in my top five wtf
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last-flight-of-fancy · 6 months
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i need a thousand fics featuring sidurgu and rielle and their funky lil found family but i can't have ANY of them until im done the game. life is pain.
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yournameoverandover · 7 months
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alright I’m putting this under a break but this is what I mean by categories (and if you don’t care then just scroll)
*️⃣ red tv = most streamed album in a day (ever) BY A FEMALE; taylor = most streamed FEMALE in a day (ever)
⏫️ midnights = most streamed album in a day (ever) BY ANYONE; taylor = most streamed ARTIST in a day (ever)
↔️ speak now tv = most streamed COUNTRY album in a day (ever) and most streamed album in a day IN 2023 SO FAR
⬆️ 1989 tv = most streamed album in a day IN 2023 SO FAR; taylor = most streamed ARTIST in a day (ever, again)
like yes her star power continues to grow in a way that is terrifying and awe inspiring but close reading is a skill people!!! and idk I just want facts to be facts
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yume-fanfare · 11 months
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the parallel maze event story is so good
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yueebby · 8 months
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Dying thinking about gojo literally pinning and hardcore simping for reader, literally showering reader in praise, flattery and gifts because he no longer gives a damn about hiding his feelings, almost proposing to reader whenever he can and reader's just... completely clueless about it💀 and she thinks it's just gojo being friendly. Poor man would be absolutely devastated when he goes one day "[name] i'm in love with you" and she just goes "me too, i love all my friends!" 💀
she loves me, she loves me not! — gojo satoru x fem!reader
contents. fluff, lovesick!gojo (what’s new), highschool!gojo, he’s pathetic but in love your honor, oblivious!reader, ooc gojo i got carried away soz
notes. anon, when i first read your ask i literally started giggling and kicking my feet. that. is. so. gojo coded.
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“please reject gojo and put him out of his misery,” utahime implored, taking hold of both of your hands. you think she’s asking, no, begging you to. beside her, shoko nods vigorously. 
“but why?” you furrow your eyebrows, perplexed by their sudden request. “i can’t reject someone who doesn’t like me.”
shoko giggles at your comment. her laughter only wanes when she notices the dead serious look on your face. “... you seriously have no idea what we’re talking about?”
“not really,” you shrug, criss-crossing your legs to find some comfort on the hard wooden floor in shoko’s small dorm. it was late, past midnight, and the three of you had a shared mission tomorrow, but for some reason your two friends managed to rope you into their drinking circle.
utahime and shoko exchanged a significant glance, their unspoken communication raising your curiosity. utahime takes a long sip of her beer. 
“hopeless. they’re both hopeless,” your short haired brunette friend lamented, pinching her nose bridge. it leaves a faint pink mark.
intrigued, you lean in closer towards the two, “care to elaborate?”
“you’ve never once questioned satoru’s borderline inappropriate behavior?” shoko asks you earnestly. you ponder for a moment, trying to recall any moments in the two years you’ve known the snow-haired boy.
“satoru is satoru…” you mumble, shaking your head in denial. 
utahime’s eyes bug comically. she slams her can of beer harshly on the ground. you wince at the loud noise of the metallic can hitting the floor.
“you’re kidding. even i can see through that jerk!” utahime’s black pigtails sway wildly. 
“[name], how about what happened in shinjuku last week on our day off?” shoko quietly reminds you of last weekend when the two of you along with satoru and suguru decided to empty your pockets in one of tokyo’s largest entertainment wards. 
utahime’s head whips back and forth from her best friend to you, “eh? what happened?!”
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from behind the dressing room curtain, you voiced your concerns, “shoko, i don't think we can afford designer clothes on our student budget.” the cream-colored silk dress you wore clung to your body, its price tag undoubtedly surpassing a year's worth of your student earnings.
“don’t worry your pretty little head about it,” shoko’s voice carried a knowing smile. “just come out and show me the dress!” you think satoru’s carefree attitude is rubbing off on her.
with a nervous sigh, you emerged from the dressing room. the dress fit like a glove, accentuating your body in just the right places.
bright flashes from shoko's phone startled you, and she chuckled deviously while rapidly typing. she tossed her phone onto a luxurious cushion, and you couldn't help but feel a sense of exposure.
“you look so sexy. even better than the model.” she gives you two thumbs up, eyes roaming your figure. you feel flushed at her praise.
“as flattered as i am, there’s no way i can afford this,” you look down at the dress, lips downturned. “i’d be in debt for life.”
“no need to worry,” shoko winked, leaving you confused. given that her income was similar to yours, it didn't make sense for her to be able to even dream of shopping designer.
a soft thud interrupted your conversation. you turn around to see a blue lollipop rolling on the expensive carpeting of the store.
“suguru, are my eyes deceiving me or is that an angel?”  satoru's mouth is wide open as he shamelessly checks you out. he takes one of his hands and places it over his heart, gripping the fabric of his white shirt. the windbreaker he is wearing rustles at his dramatic movement.
“i think… i’m experiencing a heart attack! shoko help!” he kneels in the middle of the store dramatically. shoko shares an unamused look with suguru. the pair nod before simultaneously kicking satoru.
during all of the commotion, you stand awkwardly in the million yen dress. 
“satoru, are you okay?” you watch him take the two blows from your friends, concern evident in your voice. he grunts softly before gently taking ahold of your hand.
“no,” he croaks with a playful glint in his eye. “i’m wounded and there’s only one way to fix it.”
you look at him, your gaze heavy with concern.
“i’m afraid you’ll have to kiss me for the pain to go away.” he added, blinking at you expectantly with his blue eyes.
 you lightly shove him away from you. “you’re an idiot.” satoru laughs loudly.
“that’s what love does to a man.”
“yeah, yeah. i’m going to change out of this dress, don’t get into any more trouble while i’m gone.” 
 satoru’s grip on your hand strengthens, halting your actions.
“how much?”
“excuse me?”
“the dress. how much for it?” he stands up to his full height, reminding you of the obvious height difference between the two of you. 
you're at loss for words. gojo was crazy, but definitely not crazy enough to spend a million yen on a silly dress.
shoko happily chimes into the conversation. “one million yen. it’ll be two million yen with the rest of my purchases though!” 
suguru’s calm demeanor is replaced with shock. the black haired male’s jaw drops, “two million– satoru, you’re seriously not thinking about–”
“hah? who said i’m paying for your stuff?” gojo makes an ugly face at shoko.
she raises her hands innocently, “it’s not my fault the dresses come in a set. if you want to see your beloved [name] in that dress you’ll have to pay for mine as well.”
you watch shoko and satoru engage into a silent argument. the tension in the fitting room section is so thick, you think it’ll take a special grade weapon to slice through it.
trying to alleviate the mood you tell gojo, “satoru, you really don’t have to–”
“i’m buying you that dress.” 
“o-okay.” 
half an hour later, satoru happily strolls out of the store with an arm around your shoulder like he’d just won the lottery.
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perhaps gojo is just naturally flirty, you had tried to reason to shoko and utahime.
it’s been a week since the eye-opening conversation with the two and you’ve found yourself on cleaning duty with said snow-haired boy. it was a miracle that satoru even showed up. he had a tendency to skip his turns, often resulting in a long lecture from yaga.
as the two of you worked silently in the empty classroom, you couldn't help but admire the setting sun. its golden rays painted the sky with hues of pink and orange, casting a warm glow over everything. unknowingly, while you gazed at the sky, gojo's gaze was firmly fixed on you.
breaking the silence, he asked, "have you ever thought about getting married?"
his question caught you off guard, causing you to momentarily pause from wiping the windows.
“not really,” you replied, biting your lip gently. “unless my family decides to arrange a marriage. you know how unforgiving the world of jujutsu sorcery is.”
gojo's grip on the broom tightened, his eyes locking onto yours with a newfound intensity.
"we should get married y'know," he blurted out.
the piece of cloth you were using slipped from your hand in shock. surely, he couldn't mean what he was saying. after all, the two of you were only second years.
“what?”
“i’m saying i think i’m in love with you.”
“oh.” 
silence engulfs the room once more before a soft giggle escapes your lips.
satoru can only watch, entranced.
“that’s good to hear! i love you too– and suguru and shoko! perhaps the four of us should all just get married.” you chuckle into your hand.
satoru can't help but stare at your hand in envy. perhaps if he were the palm of your hand, he’d be able to feel the touch of your lips.
but he couldn’t. he was cursed as a man with an overpowered innate technique, and despite it all he couldn’t even gain the one thing he desired. gojo satoru watched you, eyes filled with a mixture of longing and defeat.
his devastation does not go unnoticed by you.
you were under the impression that he was grumpy because yaga had forced him into cleaning with you.
"cheer up, satoru! if we finish early enough," you continue, your tone highspirited, "we can go to the new crepe shop that opened last week. my treat!" you winked, and that immediately caught his attention.
“like a date?” his eyes sparkled with hope.
you shrug, a smile on your face. “i suppose if you look at it from a certain perspective…”
“great, it’s a date!” 
good things come to those who wait, satoru thinks, humming happily as he starts to sweep the room at an inhumane pace.
maybe in ten years time the two of you will be happily married with eight kids, he smiles to himself.
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ghostsxagain · 11 months
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//I just really think it's tragic that I have a shift today and can't spend my entire day distracting myself with writing and listening to Speak Now (Taylor's Version) on a loop//
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titsthedamnseason · 2 years
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SOEMTHING CRAZY HAS HAPPENED TO MY TOP SONGS OF 2022 LIST
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aajjks · 5 days
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Hot Night (m)
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synopsis. Your nightmare will never come true because gojo satoru will never die, and he will make sure that you realize just how alive he is by fucking you relentlessly on this cold night.
rating: 18+ (explicit smut)
warning: expl-cit sex, k—ssing, unpr-tect-d sex, r-ugh sex, m-ssionary, posess-veness, borderline y-ndere gojo, f-ngering, he’s dr-nk, manga sp-ilers, nightm-res.
note. This is where all the Gojo fuckers out here. I love him and I need him and I fucking hate sukuna and GEGE. fuck u both please share your feedback. I love you guys. Enjoy. Also this contains manga spoilers.
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you wake up in cold sweat.
Gojo cut in half.
When you look around he’s not by your side, the sweat on your forehead falls down, what if dream is your upcoming reality?
It’s midnight,, there’s thunderstorm, and you’re so fucking lonely and scared- no you’re terrified.
Where is he? “Satoru…” you curl yourself in bed, your paranoia slowly creeping up, your dream felt so vivid, so real.
Your boyfriend died in it.
As you think about your vivid dream, you can’t help but cry softly to yourself, you love him so much, he loves you so much.
Gojo’s love makes you feel so alive. You need him. You need him so badly right now. you want to touch him to make sure that he’s OK
God please…
You pray for his safety, goodness you need your boyfriend with you right now. You know he’s the strongest, he can protect himself but you’ll only calm down once he’s in your arms.
“Baby…” your eyes widen in surprise as the door of your bedroom opens and there’s him, a little sloppy with his steps as he comes in.
“Sa-Satoru…” you fall out, taking your blanket off as you see his soaked body. He stares at you with a weird gaze, “ynnnn..” he slurs out.
He’s drunk.
“You are drunk!” You glare at him, your tears now dry, sense of relief washes over you when you see him in his glory. He is okay and that dream of yours was just a stupid nightmare.
Gojo doesn’t reply but he walks over to you, his hair wet, the outline of his muscles showing through his soaked shirt and you feel his strong arms wrap around your body.
“My pretty baby…” he looks at you with his vibrant blue eyes, you glare at him. “Oh you horny fucker no.” You cuss at him.
He’s got that Look in his eyes, you know him like the back of your hand, despite him not saying anything about getting intimate with you yet you can tell he wants you.
Gojo pouts before you watch him kick his pants off, you don’t stop him, soon he’s taking off his clothing.
Getting completely bare.
“you stupid bastard why are you getting naked?”
You tease him acting, angry,
He pushes you towards him, your chest hitting his, and before you say anything else he pulls you into a bruising hot kiss.
His lips meet yours feverishly as he shoves his tongue in your mouth, demanding entrance and you grab his face kissing him back.
Satoru moans into your mouth, grinding his hard erected dick against your clothed thigh. That sends shivers down your spine. “Yn baby let me fuck youuu I need you.” He whines against your mouth.
You know he’s asking for consent, so you nod, and that’s all he needs before he pushes you onto your shared bed
You wait for his next move and he climbs on top of you, and soon he sticks his two large fingers inside you after taking your panties off which were hidden by your night dress.
“o-oh fuck.” You shiver, arching your back. His fingers make you feel so full and the way you clench around them makes Saturo grunt.
“where the fuck were you? I had a nightmare…” you try to surpass the noise that threaten to escape your throat when you tell him about your nightmare, but he’s just so mercilessly fucking you with his fingers.
“Aw baby you had a nightmare?” He asks, his face closer to yours as he buries his head in your neck and starts to kiss your neck, all over.
You moan again, “y-yeah.. I had a dream that you died… you were cut in half..” a tear escapes your eye because of the intensity of the pleasure of his fingers inside you or maybe because of the pain due to the nightmare you had.
but then you hear him laugh as he takes out his fingers right as you cum on them, as you chase your orgasm you’re confused as to why he’s laughing at your misery.
“Baby you taste so amazing… fuck.” He runs his tongue on your arousal on his fingers, licking them clean.
He’s so nasty and so lewd.
“Why the hell are you laughing? I love you and I thought I lost you.” You whine.
He doesn’t say anything, but he kisses you again, hungrily shoving his tongue inside your mouth.
“No one can kill Gojo Saturo… he always be alive baby. Don’t you see me right in front of you?” He peppers, your face in kisses, leaving you breathless with his former kiss.
You’re not sure if he’s being ignorant or.. sympathetic.
Or maybe he’s just telling you the truth.
Gojo looks at you loving his eyes full of love for you, “come on, let me make you feel just how alive I am as I fuck you senseless on my cock.”
And without a warning, he thrusts inside you violently.
And suddenly all the coldness from this rainy night disappears, the heat of his body making your night incredibly hot.
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