noitstaylor

[noitstaylor]

wait—you weren’t in the o.c.? well, shit. i had full-blown cinematic visions of you strolling the halls of harbor high, trading sharp dialogue with the core four like you belonged there all along. guess that’s what i get for being the most delulu person alive. your words alone had me convinced—clearly, you’ve got the range, even if it's through a screen and typed in pixels. i was this close to asking for the exact season and timestamp. we’ll go ahead and scratch out the word “love”—too emotionally volatile, too legally binding—and replace it with “adore.” but really, what do you do for work? assuming you're not out here casually moonlighting as a secret marissa cooper understudy. maybe i should snag one of those vanity fair lie detector tests just to keep things honest.

Oh no, then you're really going to hate me when I tell you that was a complete lie. Anything that's pure art would not touch me with a 10 foot pole, but I absolutely adore that you think it could. Thank you for believing in me against your will. If it helps, I love you. And I love cats too, so maybe you'll forgive me. Hey, you're consistent! We love to see it. I've been having a routine of napping at the worst times and then somehow being awake between 3 and 6am, then passing out again at noon and waking up just in time to get to work. I hate it. I would happily trade with you.

And I'll try not to lie to you again.

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THE TORTURED POETS DEPARTMENT: THE ANTHOLOGY

merch concept - a patch/magnet for every track, excluding official patches (click for full quality) (poster edition)

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i don’t even care if it got cut — you’re automatically cooler than me for just being on the o.c. i was obsessed with that show… and that epic soundtrack? don’t even get me started. like, the second i hear jeff buckley’s ‘hallelujah,’ i’m instantly back to ryan carrying marissa away from the flaming wreckage. pure drama, pure art. but anyway, hi — i’m taylor. proud owner of the cat trinity, certified professional at giving large groups of people mild heart attacks by keeping them in suspense a little too long. as for my sleep schedule? basically just waiting for the clock to hit the thirteenth hour (jokes). though if we’re flipping pm into am, i usually crash somewhere around one… glamorous, i know.

Hi everyone. My name is Cole and I'm just checking in. How've you been feeling? Are you eating? Sleeping okay? You're probably asking yourself, who is this person and why are they even talking to me right now; get away. Well, I'm here to answer that for you. You might know me from that one Tiktok your brother sent you at 1am that you never opened. Or you might've seen my face on the playbill you stepped on in New York City on your way to Moulin Rouge. And I was actually in the OC, but only the deleted scenes. Anyway, it's so very nice to meet you. I hope we can learn all about each other and become great friends. @sbhqstarters

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i totally get you on the movie front — that’s literally how ‘death by a thousand cuts’ happened. i was watching someone great, heard gina’s monologue, and boom… suddenly i’m writing one of the most angsty songs on lover. and i looooove the ‘revolving door’ music video. honestly, all your videos are insanely hot and just show off how stupidly talented you are, but the way you did those slow-motion cuts? using just the timing of the video to show yourself breaking down and then pulling it back together — that was genius. like, quietly brilliant in the loudest way.

well i just meant pop girls in general by the our. but if your music's considered pop now then you can totally join. it really hits me out of nowhere, to be honest. i could just be watching a movie or just see something in the real world and it comes to me. then i'm grabbing for my voice notes app or a notebook to get the words out before they disappear. well, no i have. there's just more on this side of the tour. i wanted to give the first half a bigger mix since i've never played there before. give them a chance to hear some more live. i've been loving getting to perform revolving door. and really just getting to perform the new added songs for this leg.

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tay: totally get you. it’s all fun and games owning eight houses… until you can’t remember which one your favorite sweater’s hiding in. so yeah, fully understanding the storage unit life. tay: and honestly, i need to get my pin game together like my life depends on it — because the idea of me running around disneyland hunting for tinkerbell pins? sounds chaotic but kinda legit.

madelyn: i think something mickey mouse? i have it somewhere, we moved soon after i went and there are some stuff that have just kind of stayed in storage bins. that's cute, though! i like when people do things just to make a cool thing happen for someone else, no strings attached

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tay: what other stuff are they even doing? i feel like i should know, but honestly… most of the time when i was at travis’s games, i was way too busy playing ‘spot the camera’ and ‘dodge the brads and chads.’ real olympic sport, honestly.

sabrina: he is, it's adorable. feeling like the luckiest girl in the world that i get to witness him branching out from the football world. i think it's great that the nfl and the fashion industry are doing so much to intertwine the two together.

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that doesn’t kick off until september though, right? which means you’ve got plenty of time to parade your two gorgeous girls around the theme parks like the proud show-off you are. sunshine, snacks, and a little flex — sounds like a solid plan to me.

Nickelodeon Universe? Nah, I haven't been yet. But I'd love to go at some point and take our girls whenever we're not busy, but that probably won't be for a while. Got a pretty tight schedule this year.

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taylor's finger drifted up to her ear, weaving around the tangle of earrings that clinked softly like charms on some boutique jewelry stand. her touch lingered against her skin, light and absent, as if feeling for an answer. she thought about staying quiet. gracie had always had her back, and around her, the weight on her chest loosened a little — but the last month had been a storm. "zayn told me he loved me. like, two weeks ago," she said, voice edged with a crooked smirk that didn’t quite reach her eyes. it wasn’t pride, it was doubt, raw and flickering. "and then he started hinting at commitment… i think? i don’t even know anymore. it kinda feels like he lovebombed me, and now i’m stuck wondering if it's my fault. like, maybe i’ve been in two minds about everything." her gaze flickered away, the unspoken name—joe—floating between them like smoke. "but what i do know," she breathed, voice catching just a little, "is that i have to move on." her head tipped back, eyes blinking up at the ceiling where tears clung stubbornly at the corners. when she looked back at gracie, there was a smile stretched tight across her face. reaching out, she found her friend's fingers and gave them a squeeze, firm but trembling. "i’m fine. i don’t want you worrying about me. you’ve got a tour to crush."

Having Taylor join her stage side had to be the greatest honor. In a way, it brought her back to the Eras tour, and how the roles were reversed and Gracie would spend her nights singing along to every word the songstress poured from her heart. Though, Taylor's usual attitude had faltered a bit - and maybe it was the jet lag, but that didn't stop her from pursing her lips together and looking at her with a gaze of concern. She collected herself with a sigh as she straightened up her posture, "and sometimes, the emotional support groupie needs emotional support," she said, raising a brow. "Is there something on your mind?"

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what’s your go-to munchables when you’re watching concert films? are you a butter popcorn kind of girl, or do you channel your inner first daughter like me and toss some m&ms in there too? i caught yours when it dropped, and honestly, i was hooked. your explosions of color? pure sorcery. you’ve got an actual gift for curating a palette — whether it’s those audacious purples or that red that’s so bold, it’s practically lustful. i’m obsessed. you definitely have a secret pinterest board hidden away, right? as for me, i’m still buzzing from the era's movie’s theater run. all the collectibles, that premiere oscar de la renta 1989-inspired gown… it honestly felt like a twinkle-town star moment.

i hope you know, the eras tour concert film is a weekly watch in the rodrigo residence and i won't even lie when i say it inspired me with the GUTS tour film. i've always been a fan of concert movies, like..i was seated with the hannah montana tour movie. so to have one still feels so insanely surreal. @noitstaylor

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honestly, right now, it's probably more fitting for me to flip that question and ask: what's the latest in the planet of rudy? what projects have you been orbiting? any tunes you've been vibing to? you know, the usual cosmic scoop.

how's the life of the legendary swift going? are you quiet right now because you're thriving in your very deserved break or are you plotting? or both? / @noitstaylor

[noitstaylor]

catch an australian postcard and odds are it'll promise a kangaroo sighting—bold letters, maybe even a grinning roo in sunnies—but taylor hadn’t seen a single hop since touching down with gracie. not one tail, not one pouch, not even a suspicious rustle in the bushes. instead, she’d seen stage lights shimmer like mirages and watched gracie bask in the kind of love that only a roaring crowd could give. and honestly? she’d loved every second of it. her little corner by the stage had felt like the best seat in the house and, somehow, also the best decision she’d made in a while—which, given her recent track record, was really saying something. her past few decisions could be filed under “chaotic neutral,” including, but not limited to, that one regrettable moment where she’d declared love for someone who’d fled the scene so fast he deserved a medal. olympic-level ghosting. “don’t look at me like that,” she said to gracie with a pout, nudging her food around like it was some culinary jigsaw puzzle. she scraped a few potatoes into the sausage void on her plate as if that act alone proved she’d eaten something (spoiler: she hadn’t). “you’re the one who’s meant to be powering up, superstar. i’m just the emotional support groupie.” / @gmabrams

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tay: do you really? because now i’m going full early 2000s mode—picture a mini-you, lizzie mcguire cartoon alter ego included, dramatically tossing out motivational one-liners. tiktok’s resurrected the show and i’m just letting it carry me. who needs therapy when you have nostalgia and glitter lip gloss? tay: i do love a pinkie promise. feels like we’re in some secret scouts society, minus the weird handshakes. i draw the line at spit swapping or blood bonds though—i’m whimsical, not feral. and yeah, probably a silly question, but look… i’ve had everything leaked. albums gone early thanks to target jumping the gun, surprise drops getting not-so-surprising, and dates turning into decoding missions. so now we play it tight. military-grade secrecy. tay: and please 😂 there is just no version of reality where i can picture you locked up. you’re way too soft for the cell block saga. i’d have to break you out with a glitter bomb and an alibi.

ari: live, laugh, love, learn. i've got a whole bunch of mottos up in here. sometimes i think so, too, but hey - we're all doing life for the first time. ari: at least, i think so... ari: shaking on it. next time i see you, pinky promises will be had. and a pinky promise to the secret keeping, too, while i'm at it. oh, yeah? have you ever had anything leaked for real? or is that a dumb question? i'm sure you have, everyone would do anything possible to get their hands on your stuff, right? it's crazy. i'll see ya'll in jail.

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love that i’m basically low-key besties with your entire family despite us barely having had more than a handful of actual conversations. tragic, really. couldn’t squeeze them into the whirlwind tour schedule, but that’s a crime i plan to rectify asap. pretty sure papi abrams would be obsessed with me, let’s be honest. so he’s a decent human but it just fizzled? classic. at least you’re on good terms—infinitely better than the “burn everything they ever touched” phase. we’ve all been there, dramatic bonfires and all. speaking of ‘us’ (yes, i caught that), how did it feel to sing it in new zealand? don’t think for a second i forgot you kicked off the down under leg—i see you, superstar. proud doesn’t even begin to cover it.

Imagine if I did. I feel like they'd be like, "well... it's Taylor, so, when has she ever proved this family wrong?" - we stan in this household, every one of us. It's... complicated. It's a little awkward, like everything, but I wouldn't shove him away like I would some people of the past, y'know? He's a little different. Oh my goodness, please, it might almost be worth it but I don't know how well I can hold that secret. It took everything in me to keep us. in. Puns intended.

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tay: that’s so cute—wait, which pin did you end up getting? the video i saw was one where one of the cast members gave someone an exclusive pin, no strings attached. didn’t even ask for a trade. that’s the disney magic for you—serving soft diplomacy and serotonin in the form of enamel.

madeelyn: yeah, actually! i went for a friend's birthday a year ago or so? and we all got the mystery ones and traded in the stores with the cast members. it was super fun madelyn: a dream come true

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begging already, joseph? didn’t even have to twist your arm, huh? you practically sprinted to the deep end. but honestly, that’s the whole point—i think i’ve earned a little meltdown moment. consider it full ttpd mode, sprinkled with a side dish of hot girl 1989 summer, served sizzling soon. the entire world though? mother earth’s about to hit the eject button if our reunion ends up being more catastrophic than climate change. i mean, sorry, not sorry. and if you think i’m sitting around hand-stitching you a cardigan, you’re adorable—delusional, but adorable. you’ll be getting the kind where you have to play “spot the guest in residence dupe,” something half-ghostwritten by gigi, half-held together by hopes and dreams. maybe it’s because you bring it up every five seconds—which, for the record, is hot. obsession looks good on you. and that headache? yeah, that's just pining with a dash of chronic longing. hilarious that i wasn’t even talking about 'heart by heart' and you went there first, confirming everything i already knew. absolutely though, we have to make sure capaldi’s eating good, stacking up those royalty checks one sad love song at a time. me? i don’t have to worry about sharing. singer, writer, director—i’m stacking lead roles like infinity stones over here. ZADDY, ZADDY, ZADDY. be honest: do you think some rogue soccer mom is about to corner him for a boob autograph? because, like, obviously. the man’s a public hazard.

the delusion level is concerning. please, get help. i beg. please don't insult me by giving me the 'fake voice of reason' job. fake or real - i'd be shit at it and you know it. i'd be down for the chaos and the way we'd actually break the entire world with that reunion though. you put that out there so now you actually owe me that cardigan. no color preference. all the qualify you for is that forever title of 'cat person'. how is that the truth??? that's wishful thinking on your part. you're seriously wilding out here. i don't miss you. in fact, i miss the moments before all this because ever since we've got talking again, i've had this annoying, low-grade headache that won't go away. accidentally, my ass. i know you've had that song on repeat since the drop. probably responsible for most of my streams at this point. DO NOT CALL KEVIN ZADDY. YOU NEED TO BE IN JAIL IMMEDIATELY FOR THAT. OH MY GOD.

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tay: oh, wow, so he’s really deep in the fashion game. you’re living the dream—wag life perks and a front row seat while your runway romeo does his strut. best of both worlds, honestly.

sabrina: it just depends on my mood. because it could go either way for me. sabrina: exactly. but i try to tune all that out just by focusing on other things as much as i can. no, he's actually really into fashion! i know he went to paris fashion week last summer and actually walked a runway a couple months ago. it's really cute.

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have you been to nickelodeon land? i was chatting with your wife about disneyland, but now i’m thinking maybe the mouse can wait—we might need a detour to go pay our respects to the sponge who lives in a pineapple under the sea first.

All of the above, honestly. Any episode of Spongebob can make you laugh, but that one in particular can definitely give you a good laugh when you really need it. At least, in my opinion.