#joe alwyn sightings

[jalwyn21]

Joe is back in London 😻😻😻

Joe and filmmaker Mona Fastvold in London, on April 2nd, 2024. All the 19 pics + the header. Mona Fastvold co-wrote the screenplay for The Brutalist with her husband and director Brady Corbet.

[rareswifts]

[kittyinhighheels]

Me before listening to TTPD: This is a breakup album and I'm in a happy relationship I don't think this is going to hit me as much as the other ones

Me actually listening to TTPD:

[preraphaeliteknight]

[septembersghost]

I hate how some people are making jokes or telling us we can't be sad or that feeling heartache listening to five albums worth of her music right now is hard and we're connecting to her art "wrong" like jfc it's been one day and this is a devastating shock we can be sad for a minute!

absolutely cannot stress enough how completely and entirely NORMAL it is for people to be sad and shaken right now, and it doesn't mean we're interacting with her music incorrectly or too invested or confused and think she's our best friend or something, none of that is true, and people dismissing it as that are the ones seemingly missing the point. when someone you care about is hurt, you hurt for them, it's human. it doesn't matter that we don't know her directly, an inherent bond is in fact formed between us and her music, and there is no getting around the fact that her music is deeply personal and autobiographical, and that a significant portion has been shaped by and written about this relationship - which also isn't a bad thing, it's beautiful! that love was so real and so transformative and such an important lifeline, and we can be grateful forever that she met joe when she did and that he helped her through those terribly dark times and that they supported and loved one another the way they did, when they did. all of that is still true. it's not undone - it was rare, it was there! (to borrow from a different tune) - and they needed it and it served them in lovely ways for as long as it could. the "these songs were about my life, now they're about yours" mentality is all well and good, but sometimes a bit impossible, and that is okay to acknowledge! the idea that you must take context away and only relate them to yourself or your blorbos is a bit silly, they're still taylor's art and diary and life (and you can and should do both!). also i'm gonna be honest here, many of us do not have a love like that to apply them to, so of course the original meaning sticks a bit. fandom acting like it's a sin right now to be thinking of her within her own music and aching for that is ridiculous. that WILL fade with time, but there hasn't been time yet! everyone's just sort of reeling and trying to process. this is collective mourning for many different aspects of things, it's in fact going to be a different bit of sadness for each person even though we're sharing it together, and that's also normal! her music being intensely personal and lyrically poignant gives us that sense of connection and empathy for what she's experienced and what she's shared, and this is the only time when we've experienced her writing about this type of love, the amount of time it's lasted (we are by extension very used to joe having been a constant! six years is a lot! there are many newer fans who've never known taylor without him being a significant factor), and tbh i could go into further detail here about why it's hitting hard and the little griefs everyone has been sorting through today. you can be grateful something happened and grieve its ending, and the ending of any potential future that might've happened, you can hurt for another person simply because you care for them and wish them the best and want them to be happy. it's not invasive when we are fully aware of the boundaries there too. it's okay for the music to sting and be difficult right now because it's about a life that no longer exists - we will all go back to it and reclaim it and feel the warmth and love in it again, we will hold onto that gratitude (i will never not be thankful that joe was in her life exactly when she needed him and helped her the way he did, that she flourished so much personally and creatively in that time, she didn't have to do that work or find that strength alone and that's a wonderful thing too). it's all about understanding those emotions and giving them space and compassion. we need to give grace to taylor and joe, to each other, and to ourselves for anything we're feeling right now.

[rebekahgaveup]

So....I guess forever really is the sweetest con

[herlondonboy]

Oh, My, Love Is A Lie

pairings: Taylor Swift x gn!reader / Taylor Swift x Joe Alwyn

summary: The one where Taylor falls out of love with you and in love with her PR boyfriend.

warnings: PR relationships, lmk what else. Is it weird that it’s Joe? idk. No way in hell am I writing about yk who though

word count: 0.9k

You were at home again.

At home alone whilst Taylor was off gallivanting with Joe. It wasn’t that you didn’t like Joe, he was nice and shared a few qualities of your own, it was that he was going on dates with your girlfriend. The part that probably pissed you off the most was the fact that when Taylor’s team had suggested a fake boyfriend to divert everyone’s attention from the two of you she agreed instantaneously.

You knew she wasn’t embarrassed by you per se, but the fact that she had already made up her mind on the matter before she spoke to you about it hurt.

Four years together were ruined by a photo of a kiss on the cheek that Taylor blamed herself for. She had let her guard down and loved you in public and now you were both paying the price.

The soft hum of the television was the only sound apart from your rapid beating. You stared down at the velvet box in betrayal before opening your phone to the messages from the night before, double-checking the time you had agreed on.

You: Are we still on to celebrate tomorrow?

Taylor: Yes, of course!! 10 pm, right?

You: Yep. See you then, I love you!

Taylor: Love you

You looked at the clock on your phone and sniffled, 00:13. It wasn’t even your anniversary anymore. A sigh sounded and you stood to go to the dining room. The dinner you had made Taylor was still on the table so you moved it to the oven just in case she got home and was hungry.

Next, you made haste with removing the wax that had melted onto the table. They Taylor’s favourite scent and you sniffled in remembrance before tossing them into the bin.

The television was still on as you found the bedroom. Plastic rose petals littered the floor in a way that looked random, but was anything else. You wondered if she’d even notice if you left before she got back. Probably not. You put the petals back into the bag that they came in and chucked them on the bed before walking over to the wardrobe.

You didn’t blame Taylor. You were nobody and Joe was somebody. Okay, maybe you did blame her a little bit. But she had fallen in love with someone who didn’t even love her back whilst the person that did love her watched from their home.

Four years gone. And for what? She let her insecurities get the better and now you were insecure. Constantly blaming yourself for being the reason she latched onto Joe. Had you seen the cameras sooner, she wouldn’t have kissed your cheek and she wouldn’t have needed the PR relationship in the first place.

Your thoughts were interrupted by the door creaking open and a small curse followed by skin slapping against the floor, “y/n, baby, are you awake?” She called out and you walked back into the lounge, frowning when she grinned at the sight of you. Taylor saw your look and pouted, walking over to you, “I’m sorry that I missed our date. I just got a little carried away at the studio.”

“It wasn’t a date,” You said softly, looking up at her, “And I wish that was true, but photos of you and Joe leaving the studio were published hours ago.”

Taylor tried to think of a response before just looking down guiltily. At least she still felt enough for you to feel bad, right?

“It was our anniversary,” You continued, a lump forming in your throat. “And I tricked myself into thinking that you wouldn’t stand me up for Joe on a day as special as this, but I was so wrong.”

“Y/n,” Taylor murmured, “I’m sorry. I lost track of time, but I can make it up to you. I promise, just let me try.”

You let out a shaky breath and looked down at the coffee table. Taylor followed your line of sight and gasped, covering her mouth. Picking it up, you held it out to Taylor, who took it regretfully.

“I love you, Taylor, and I always will, but I can’t be with someone that doesn’t love me back anymore. The way you look at Joe now is the way you used to look at me,” You explained. “And I wondered if you actually got here on time and we celebrated our anniversary would you have said yes?”

The look on her face said all. She knew she was falling out of love with you, too.

“Don’t worry,” You said, knowing that you didn’t want her to feel even worse, “I wouldn’t marry me either.”

“Y/n, that’s not-“ Taylor stammered, “I would- I would marry you. I just… I didn’t mean to.”

Sniffling, you nodded. People don’t control who they fall in love with, unfortunately. If they could, you wouldn’t be blaming yourself. A weak smile graced your lips and you leaned forward to hug the blonde, “I love you, Tay, and I want you to be happy. If that means Joe, then so be it. I’m sure, I’m sure he does love you back. You’re hard not to love.”

“I’m sorry,” Taylor whispered, “I really did love you.”

Can’t you see that your words are hurting me? You wanted to scream at her. She was trying to comfort you and was failing miserably.

[jewishbarbies]

i know i sound like a meanie but OH MY FUCKING GOD this whole taylor swift-travis kelce shit is making me SO DARN ANNOYED i need to get it out somehow.

first of all, i used to be pretty neutral about TSwift. Most of her music was never my tea, but i liked folklore-evermore and some bits of midnights quite a lot. i considered myself a casual fan, i did not know neither did i care at all about what her life beyond her music was.

till this year: what a shitshow she's gotten into since breaking up with joe. why is her life suddenly a public spectacle that SHE herself is orchestrating and shoving down everyone's throat. the pap walks the obviously sightings with her "girlfriends" for pr reasons the "flings". tf is she trying to prove? what happened to her wanting a private and protected personal life?

it seems like she is trying to clean up her association with matty asshole healy from public memory by this sudden and out of nowhere "fairytale whirlwind romance" with a hunky sports hunk. it's so obviously PR motivated it's CRINGE. are people not seeing it.

and the public discourse surrounding it all- holy fuck. "taylor is finally dating a manly man" "no more emo actors/musicians for our mother" "they are like a highschool romance movie" "a man that is as rich as her who won't get insecure" "every girl wants to be an athlete gf" "taylor in her WAG era" EW. JUST STOP IT. everything i learn about them has been against my will and i dare swifties to go around saying "dont make taylor's music all about her love life she's more than that". NO GIRL THAT'S LITERALLY EVERYTHING THERE IS TO HER. name good one song she's written about something more profound than some guy she fancies and how he doesn't treat her well. i cringe even more thinking about how in a couple months this all will end and these same people will go with pitchforks against the dude.

apparently joe alwyn's biggest crime was just not wanting to be a part of this circus. i wonder how long will this go on truly. taylor's fame and influence has reached its saturation point i think, only the crash can follow. and oh boy will it be something to watch

[bex-la-get]

Sweet Nothing (Ethan x f!MC)

Book: Open Heart

Characters: Ethan Ramsey x Natalie Cusack

Word count: 855

Summary: Nat and Ethan face speculation over their relationship.

Rating: T

Category: Fluff

Author’s Note: I’M BACK, BITCHES! Well, kind of. I’m really just here to get this out of my brain then I plan on returning to my self-imposed hiatus. 

This was based off a shower thought I had relating to the news of Taylor Swift and Joe Alwyn’s break up (I’m still absolutely devasted over this news, by the way). So, yeah, here’s a little fluff for your Tuesday. Enjoy!

*scurries off back to Hobbit Hole*

Natalie furrowed her brows as the “Breaking News” from Scoop Magazine appeared on her iPad screen. She scanned the headline and opened up the article, her curiosity getting the better of her.

BREAKING NEWS: 

Celebrity doctors and medical powerhouse couple file for divorce! Dr. Natalie Cusack-Ramsey and Dr. Ethan Ramsey are separating after just ten months of marriage! Dr. Cusack-Ramsey was recently spotted out and about without her wedding ring, causing speculation on her relationship with her new husband. Shortly after that sighting, a source close to the couple confirmed that they are separating. The reason given for this separation was “irreconcilable differences.”

Scoop has reached out to both doctors for comment, but neither have yet to reply to our inquiries. Watch this space for further updates!

Nat cocked her head to the side as she read the article… then read it again. 

“The fuck?” Nat asked, in disbelief.

“Hm?” Ethan replied from the kitchen.

She chuckled. “Uh… apparently, we’re getting a divorce.”

Ethan stopped making coffee to look up at his wife and raise an eyebrow. “Oh, are we?”

“According to Scoop,” she replied, waving the iPad. 

Ethan rolled his eyes and returned his attention to the espresso machine. “Ugh,” he stated. “Why do you read that garbage magazine?”

“Because usually it’s fun!” Nat replied, returning her attention to the article. 

“Mhm. And who exactly is telling these gossip rags that we’re divorcing?”

“Someone close to us, apparently. We are separating due to ‘irreconcilable differences.’”

“Do those irreconcilable differences include you putting your cold feet on my back every night?”

“Hey! It’s not every night!” Nat protested. She lifted her feet for him to see. “I’m even wearing socks today! See?”

Ethan chuckled and nodded. “My bare back thanks you.” Natalie stuck her tongue out at him, a gesture he returned right back at her.

She looked back at the iPad. “According to the article, speculation started when I was ‘recently seen out and about without my wedding ring.’” 

Ethan hummed in response, as he stirred his coffee. “This wouldn’t happen to be the same wedding ring that no longer fits your finger, would it?”

Nat wiggled her slightly swollen fingers. “It’s not my fault.”

“Are you suggesting it’s mine?” he replied, fighting a smile.

“Well, I’m certainly not the one who got me pregnant!”

Ethan laughed and joined her on the sofa, placing his coffee on the side table. “I’m pretty sure it takes two people to make a baby, my love.”

She scrunched her nose. “Mm, not necessarily.”

He snorted and kissed her temple. “With us, it did,” he whispered into her ear. 

Nat felt a chill run down her spine and giggled. “Either way, you’re still responsible for my fingers being like this,” she said, holding up her hand. 

He took her hand and placed a soft kiss on each finger, then held her hand close to his chest. “I assure you: your fingers are still quite beautiful.”

Nat frowned. “Even when they’re swollen?”

“Especially then.” The iPad dinged again and Ethan looked at it, frowning. “As for this article,” he said the word with clear disdain, “we should probably nip it in the bud while we still can.”

“Do we need to?” Nat asked. “I was just thinking we could ignore it.”

“Mm,” Ethan scrunched his face in disagreement, “I think we need to shut it down. Before any other outlets pick up on this trash.”

Nat chuckled. “You really don’t like gossip columns, do you?”

“I just think there are other things we should be putting our energy towards rather than worrying about people we don’t know and their relationship. Our relationship is our business; no one else’s.”

Nat nodded, smiling. “I like it when you get protective.”

Ethan raised an eyebrow. “Do you, now?”

“I do. It’s sweet and… well, it makes me feel safe.”

Ethan gave her a small smile and pulled her close, wrapping her up tightly in his arms. “You’re my life, Nat. And you’re carrying my son; of course, I’m going to be protective. But I also just really want people to mind their own goddamn business.”

Nat nuzzled into his embrace, wrapping her arms around his midsection. “Well said.” 

He kissed the top of her head. “And, just for the record, if we were to separate for irreconcilable differences, it would definitely be because of your cold feet.”

Natalie scoffed in disbelief. “Rude!” 

She pulled out of the embrace to lightly whack him but he caught her hand in his and pulled her back to him, kissing her soundly. 

She broke the kiss briefly to mutter “You’re a little shit,” against his lips.

“You love it,” he returned, peppering kisses on her face.

Nat chuckled. “I do.”

BREAKING NEWS UPDATE:

A few days ago, Scoop reported a story stating that Drs. Ethan Ramsey and Natalie Cusack-Ramsey were divorcing. Scoop has now learned that the information given to Scoop was false and inaccurate. Dr. Cusack-Ramsey has confirmed with Scoop that her marriage is strong and not at risk of divorce in any way. 

Scoop deeply apologizes for any harm or distress caused by our previous article. 

A/N: So... I definitely HC that Landry was the “source” that claimed E & N were separating. Forever the sore loser, that one...

Tagging separately.

[jalwyn21]

Swifties are the same people who mass bullied Joe even though they know that mass bullying caused their idol to flee to a foreign country and be locked in a basement for years, only emerging to star in an international tour where she sang love songs to her captor. So I'm not surprised they're being hypocrites about the weight thing.

Yeah, poor ts, locked in a basement for years .. 🙄🙄🙄

I think swifties want Joe to be miserable and sad he is not with her anymore, and scared to death about that album, so seeing him happy hurts their narrative.

Seeing Joe happy and healthy just makes them mad so they attack any way they can ...🙄

[rareswifts]

[cursed-man-prayers]

What are your thoughts on the lavender haze video? I love your analyses and would love your take on all the bearding discourse. I felt like she was being truly loud as hell

Lavender Haze as a song didn’t really stick out to me until I watched the video.

My main theory starts with the lesbian sweater.

I had forgotten that it was in the teaser we saw before the album came out, and it was so jarring to see if when the only notable color she’d worn throughout the video was lavender (obviously).

At the start of the party scene, it’s not obvious what she’s wearing. Her and Laith’s arms are covering the sweater.

Taylor reaches up to touch Laith’s hair, revealing the sweater. Around them is a crowd, some of whom are taking photos. She dances with Laith, still wearing the shirt, in a literal lavender haze. At the 2:42 time stamp, the shots flicker rapidly back and forth to foggier shots. We also see shots of women dancing with each other.

I think this scene represents how Taylor surrounds herself with queer people (see: Eras Tour openers), flags loudly (see: the sweater), and references queer history (see: lavender), but just the *thinnest* veil of hetero still prevents most people from seeing her as queer. They see one photo of her standing near Joe Alwyn and are convinced.

Then there’s a fairly hard cut to Taylor alone in the room the video started in. She’s still wearing the sweater, which is interesting because, in the rest of the video, each setting came with a different outfit.

The lavender gray t-shirt. the fluffy coat thing, the slip, and redacted. When she’s in the room with Laith, she’s wearing what’s essentially a muted lavender shirt. Then she smokes, crawls through, and swims in vibrant lavender. It would almost make more sense if the progression of vibrance gave us the lavender-est outfit during the party scene, but it’s a cold switch to warm colors, and the warm (lesbian) colors stick around when she’s alone in the room.

She’s wearing it when she opens the curtains and pushes down the walls. Alone, she can be who she is (queer), but it comes at the price of being alone in an enormous fishbowl (see: Lover mv). There’s no one there with her anymore.

She falls asleep on the cloud that, from earlier, we know represents her melancholia (which is basically an archaic way of saying depression). She covers herself with the cloud, submerging into it, and the cloud evaporates. She disappears. She has lost herself to the sadness, the melancholia, the depression.

(also, the cloud is bi flag colors. I honestly am not sure what I think is the meaning of that while she’s also wearing the lesbian sweater mshsbdhs)

tl;dr: Taylor starts off in bed with a man, lying awake, staring at the ceiling while he is fully asleep next to her. While she sits up, he is oblivious to the cloud (depression, mental illness generally). Taylor smokes the lavender haze strain of weed and progresses through various stages of lavender, including a sexy little baptism, and then at the party she wears the lesbian sweater. People take pictures of her with a man, a veil between the public and her queerness. She’s hiding in plain sight. Alone, she is able to be herself, but has to lie in her bed of secrets and sadness. No one is in the fishbowl with her.

alt: lavender haze mv is about weed and only about weed

[preraphaeliteknight]

More proof of Joe in budapest https://twitter.com/notlikethisb/status/1640370536365563906?s=61&t=8XCzzTStWDZd-pl0WMAB2w

Meanwhile we’ve also known for two weeks because we’re insane 🫶🏻

[eddiesxangel]

If I ever meet Joe Alwyn it is ON SIGHT

Idk how ppl thought this album was about Matty Healy?! Like this is so Joe centric

[iwanthermidnightz]

https://www.tmz.com/2023/04/20/joe-alwyn-taylor-swift-london-first-sight-breakup/?adid=social-twa. 🤭🤣

Not gonna say a word.

[hurricanewithmyname]

oh joe alwyn it is on SIGHT