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#THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT
reputayswift · 3 days
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THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT: THE ANTHOLOGY
merch concept - a patch/magnet for every track (click for full quality)
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taylornation · 2 days
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One week since we got ✌️ add 31 new songs to the soundtrack of our lives! For research purposes, please tell us which you currently have on repeat. ✍️
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jakeperalta · 3 days
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So Long, London + parallels
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bruiselikeviolets · 3 days
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ttpd + text posts/ tweets
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alpacalypseartb · 2 days
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Comic cover inspired by Guilty as Sin? From the tortured poets department
Absolute banger
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stillgotscars · 3 days
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okay but “my beloved ghost and me, sitting in a tree, d-y-i-n-g” becomes even more devastating when you consider what comes right after the portion of the children’s nursery rhyme taylor modified: “first comes love, then comes marriage, then comes baby in a baby carriage”
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afterglowsainz · 3 days
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i'mgonnagetyouback | max verstappen
summary: after you and max broke up you released an album about it and when you go on tour, you didn't expected max to be there front row after being dragged by his new girlfriend's daughter
warnings: none
word count: 877
a/n: this is kinda told in max's pov (?, also heavily inspired on taylor's eras tour and i slightly changed the lyrics of the song to relate it a bit more to max
the tortured athletes department series
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the lights were out in the stadium but there was barely any darkness. the lights of flashes from phones and twinkling colored light bracelets illuminated the allegiance stadium in las vegas, every person there waiting for the one and only y/n y/l/n.
if you would’ve told max months ago that he was gonna be at her ex-girlfriend’s sold out concert the same weekend he was racing in vegas, he would’ve laughed in your face. but here he was, waiting with the other 69,000 people for her to show up on stage and sing all her hit songs, including the ones that she wrote about him after their breakup.
he had to remind himself that the only reason he was doing this was because of his new girlfriend's daughter, who begged them for weeks to take her to y/n’s concert or she would simply die. she was y/n’s biggest fan because, of course, karma had to do that to max. so there he was, in the vip section of the stadium without y/n’s knowledge, next to his new girlfriend and her daughter.
the lights on the bracelets turned off and the stadium went a bit darker than before, announcing the start of the show. when a huge clock on the stage came up and it reached the number zero, y/n came out singing the first song of the concert and the crowd went wild. max was immediately mesmerized by her. she hadn’t changed much since they broke up, that much he noticed, and she was as beautiful as ever.
he had to control himself not to sing along to her songs to not give his girlfriend a bad impression, even though her daughter was singing all her songs by heart. he just nodded and move along with the rhythm, avoiding the gaze of his girlfriend who was very well aware of her boyfriends history with the singer on stage.
y/n was singing her most famous songs and a few that were more lowkey, and when they reached the acoustic set of the concert, she was carrying a wide smile while playing a few keys on the piano. max smiled at the sight of her.
“hello, vegas!” she shouted at the microphone, making the whole stadium scream. “welcome to the acoustic set.” she smiled. “i’ve been meaning to sing different surprise songs every night, some that i haven’t played in a while, some others brand new. this one particularly is from my new album, i hope you enjoy it.”
max stopped breathing for a second. it was very well known with the public that y/n’s new album was about their breakup and she hadn’t sung any of those songs until tonight. he didn’t know what to do with himself or how to behave, so he simply crossed his arms and stood a bit further into the vip section. in the location he was he had a perfect view of her, but she hadn’t seen him all night.
soon enough y/n start singing one of the songs from the new album that max new for a fact was about him. he hadn’t listen to the whole album because he just didn’t want to relieve the breakup. in his defense he did try to give it a listen, but it was just to overwhelming for him so he had to stop listening mid-album, but this one he knew.
Lilac short skirt / The one that fits me like skin
max submerged himself in the lyrics and y/n’s incredibly familiar voice. only now she wasn’t singing just for him, but for thousands of people.
Whether I'm gonna be your wife or / Gonna smash up your car, I / Haven't decided yet / But I'm gonna get you back
a rebel smile appeared on his face, incapable of hiding how much she meant to him, how much he had missed her. seeing her there, singing her heart out on stage for a crowd of people who were crazy about her, god, how could he lost her?
I can feel it comin', hummin' in the way you move / Push the reset button, we're becoming something new / Say you got somebody, I'll say, "I got someone too" / Even if it's handcuffed, I'm leaving here with you
the smile on her face while singing the song she wrote made his smile even greater. he didn’t know the song fully like his girlfriend’s daughter, but he knew; he lived it, just as much as she did. in that moment in time, he felt connected to her in a level that no one in the stadium was.
I hear the whispers in your eyes / I'll make you wanna think twice / You'll find that you were never not mine / I'm gonna get you back
when the song finished, the multitude exploited in praise and y/n’s smile grew on her face. max completely forgot about everyone else and joined the crowd, screaming for her and applauding. y/n stood up from the piano and did a small bow before leaving the stage for her next set of songs.
it was as clear as day for max and it struck him like lightning. he was gonna get her back.
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paintedtaygolden · 3 days
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THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT: THE ANTHOLOGY
Now and then I reread the manuscript but the story isn't mine anymore [insp]
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nymika-arts · 2 days
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i can do it with a broken heart
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“Greetings from Florida” – postcard, ca. 1934 // Florida!!! – Taylor Swift feat. Florence + the Machine
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midnightswillow · 2 days
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The Tortured Poets Department [2024]
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gofightwin · 2 days
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I might just not get up, I might stay down bad
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tswiftupdatess · 2 days
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Taylor recording 'The Alchemy'
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thisisustrying · 1 day
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I hate it here so I will go to lunar valleys in my mind
t.s. + the motif of space
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franciscolicari · 15 hours
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my FLORIDA!!! illustration
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stillgotscars · 2 days
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what if he’s written “mine” on my upper thigh only in my miiiiiinnd? one slip and falling back into the hedge maze, oh, what a way to diiiiiiee! i keep recalling things we never did, messy top lip kiss, how i long for our trysts! without ever touching his skin, how can i be guilty as sin?
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