#bejeweled

[gospelofme]

I need Echo shooting baddies with Taylor Swift’s Bejeweled playing in the background. Honestly I feel like that would just work.

Hunter and Co finally arrive at the lab: ….what is that…

Rampart: Bejeweled by Taylor Swift.

Crosshair: ….how do- -stormtroopers running into hanger-

Echo: -slides into the hanger blasting stormtroopers to “best”, “bejeweled”, “walk”, “still” “place shimmer”

Omega: Nice!

[bunnybbx0]

[andichoseyou]

i want the penthouse of your heart!!

[khruschevshoe]

You know, it's rather interesting to me that Taylor Swift's parasocial relationship with her fans is honestly more akin to a YouTuber than a writer's. When I scroll through her tag on tumblr/Twitter, it's far more regarding the connection to her personal life/relationship developments than the actual metaphors/fictional story she might be telling. Everything comes back to how her songs reflect back on her relationships with Joe/Matty/Travis/Jake/insert ex-boyfriend here. And what fascinates me about it is that even though she complains about it, she leans into that very perception because it strengthens the parasocial bond.

The marketing for TTPD so clearly being about Joe Alwyn and the songs to Matty Healy. The marketing/video for Red TV so CLEARLY being about Jake Gyllenhaal, with so many of the new lines in All Too Well specifically being digs at him (I'll get older but your lovers stay my age, casting an actor that looks like him for the video, specific lines in I Bet You Think About Me). The fact that songs like Getaway Car and Bejeweled and Gorgeous and London Boy and Lavender Haze being picked apart at time of release and long after for signs of relationships crumbling. The way she uses surprise songs in relation to her relationship development with Joe/Matty/Travis. The damn TTPD "stages of grief" playlists where she deliberately undid/changed the meanings of old songs just to keep her audience speculating on her love life.

It's not sexist to point out that her wielding her love life is a marketing tool and that the strongest connection to her audience isn't the strength of her writing/the composition of her music- it's her deliberate crafting of a connection between her music and her personal life, leaving the audience invested in her music as an extension of Taylor the Person/Girlfriend rather than Taylor the Artist.

[everglowmore]

⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ⋆｡˚☽⋆ let the only flashing lights be the tower at midnight in my mind ✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

[cormeliastreet]

💙✨💙✨💙✨💙✨ (x)

[labyrinthaze]

I am a princess, this is a fairytale

[rayanlovestaylor]

bejeweled and anti-hero existing on the same album is a great lesson on the duality of self love — we can simultaneously be our biggest fans and own worst critics. confidence ebbs and flows; it’s not always there but when it is it SHIMMERRRSS

[mutateddinonugget]

born to be bejeweled, forced to be a mirrorball

[sadbeautifulttragic]

some guy said my aura's moonstone just cause he was high...

[clarasboww]

Speak Now easter eggs in Bejeweled (2022)

[bunnybbx0]

[andichoseyou]

the eras tour in singapore

[cametotheshowinsd]

Taylor Swift + portrait shots | Midnights music videos

[soniruza]

It's me, hi! 💙 The planets and the fates, and all the stars aligned just for me to bring you the Midnights’ Taylor Room. 🕰️

Can I ask you a question…? Did you ever have so much fun searching for clues? Cause best believe I did when I drew them! 💫

[loseyoutoloveme]

MIDNIGHTS – OCTOBER 21, 2022

It’s a momentary glimmer of distraction. The tiniest notion of reminiscent thought that wanders off into wondering, the spark that lights a tinderbox of fixation. And now it is irreversible. The flame has caught. You’re wide awake.

Maybe it’s that one urgent question you meant to ask someone years ago but didn’t. Someone that slipped through the cracks in your history, and they’re are too far gone now anyway. All the ghost ships that have sailed and sailed away, but at this hour, they’ve anchored in your harbor. They sit with flags waving, bright and beautiful. And it’s almost like it’s real.

We lie awake in love and in fear and in turmoll and in tears. We stare at walls and drink until they speak back. We twist in our self-made cages and pray that we aren’t — right this minute — about to make some fateful life-altering mistake. This is a collection of music written in the middle of the night, a journey through terrors and sweet dreams. The floors we pace and the demons we face. For all of us who have tossed and turned and decided to keep the lanterns lit and go searching. Hoping that just maybe, when the clock strikes twelve… we’ll meet ourselves.