#This was initially meant to be a rough outline to go along with a song - see if you can guess which one!

[daisyswift3]

The tortured poets were quite clever to intentionally throw in red herrings like the 12/13/24 and Friday the 13th hints making us think the mass coming out would happen end of 2024. But us falling for these red herrings was all part of the story. I realized the 🫚 message abt the volunteer and the magic show was abt us true fans (the volunteer) falling for these red herrings while solving the secret/story of us puzzle. See my tags on this post ⬇️

“Be as clever as a god translating seeds of hope” message + the volunteer who gets bitten by a snake message -> The tortured poets knew us gaylors w good pattern recognition would take the bait and think the “12 (Dec), 34 (Taylor’s age in 2024)” and birthday cakes were easter eggs for a mass coming out either on 12/13/24 or 12/31/24 and we did take the bait (we were bitten by the snake). But then on New Years nothing happened (the box was lifted and the phone was left untouched). BUT this was all by design. For some reason they needed us to fall for the red herrings and spread the dandelion seeds. I think they might be using our falling for the red herrings to throw off SB^2 and the other ppl trying to thwart them so that the mass coming out goes exactly as planned.

“Be as clever as a god translating seeds of hope” = every bait and switch was a work of art. Seeds = secrets or the secret of us (5th and 7th 🎃 message). We did solve most of the puzzle correctly, it was just the timing that was off. They gave us some crumbs of hope abt the mass coming out or revolution but cleverly threw in red herrings.

I think the 1, 2 see what they drew 🫚 message was actually meant for this yr and that the Halloween (Oct = 10 = turn of the decade) when the final act ends is actually this yrs’ Halloween. I think the laying it on thick in June of last yr w 🏈 was a red herring bc Taylor knows we have very good pattern recognition and she needed to throw us off the trail a bit so that her enemies didn’t catch onto her plan and the exact timing. She’s keeping everyone on their toes bc again every bait and switch was a work of art and she can’t be thwarted again. And the midnights vinyl clock is for this yr as well where each quarter is the rough outline of her plan (each hr represents each month of the yr). I think this is actually what Taylor was referring to when she said she was going to try to hint at sth 3 yrs in advance; Midnights was released Oct 2022 so 3 yrs later is Oct 2025 (11th 🎃 message abt returning home from exile on Halloween). And the For now she slumbers poem abt the breadcrumbs relates to the SNL skit abt Sabrina queer signaling. They leave breadcrumbs or small easter eggs and then loaves of bread or big ones. It feels like we’re being strung along bc that’s exactly what’s happening. They’re breadcrumbing us and giving us just enough hints to be able to see the true story in the background but also some red herrings so that it discredits us and we just look insane and not too many ppl fall down the rabbit hole.

The ides of March ♠️ riddle is for March of this yr and sth big is going to happen maybe KK’s divorce announcement (🌋 “heartbreak is loss. divorce is a piece of paper.” … crumble it up and toss it. burn it, if you must). This 🌋 message was received on 11/9 and there have been a lot of 911 hints. I think the PR PR PR PUBLISH 🎁 message means Taylor will do all the work of bearding and ruining her reputation so that KK will look like a saint when she comes back into Taylor’s life again. That’s how the ♠️ riddles started out so I think they will reuse that same PR strategy (the 2019 mastersheist ruined her initial plans -> the FUCKx13 07/01/2019 ♠️ riddle). Karlie will get a divorce in March and then they will rekindle their friendship which is what will start Taylor’s fall from grace. Plus the ides of March is when Julius Caesar was assassinated in Shakespeare’s play and his last words in the play are “Then fall, Caesar” which matches w all the fall/autumn and falling from the pedestal easter eggs. I think swifties (non-gaylors) are the ones who will metaphorically assassinate Taylor once they realize she’s been lying to them this whole time. This is also why Taylor was Marie Antoinette in the bejeweled mv (Marie was beheaded during the French REVOLUTION).

And I think Taylor is gonna keep teasing rep and debut so that swifties are distracted by that (🎃 and 🫚 messages abt the chess game and magic and “reputation is illusion, expectation the magician”). All magic tricks work bc of sleight of hand where the magician does sth showy w one hand (PR/bearding/red herrings/debutation easter eggs) while making the real moves w the other hand (The Secret/Story of Us, the cracks in the facade widening into a chasm). I think the fall from grace starts this spring (break) and ends in the actual fall (9, 10 the final act ends).

🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿 The New Year midnight is nearly upon us. As we March into the sunset, 2022 is not the only thing that will expire at midnight. A fresh page…a new chapter. Au revoir, à bientôt en tournée. - December 30, 2022

-> March being capitalized in this message is another indicator that sth big will happen in March.

I think ivy is the key to knowing the timing bc it mentions the crescent moon and “spring break” so March. And that matches with the 2nd 🎃 message. So I think the fall/autumn stuff was kind of a red herring (they wanted us to think sth would happen fall 2024) and that it’s referring more to a metaphorical fall(ing down) that starts in the spring or early summer.

2nd 🎃 message (“The time draws near, springtime sunshine causing small drips and fractures”) = falling through the ice (the bolter) or falling from grace = (spring break)s loose = March = house burning down. Also ivy has the burning house metaphor and obviously that connects to the lover house in the eras tour which symbolizes her willingly burning down her entire career. And I think this connects to that 2020 Spotify wrapped video that had March highlighted.

Lastly, Gracie has a March apparently playlist which has some very interesting songs. I’ve been following her playlists and I believe they are a giant easter egg that supplement the riddles and messages.

Swimming -> Taylor diving into the stage and swimming to the Midnights era; Gracie’s Risk “God, I'm jumpin' in the deep end, It's more fun to swim in, Heard the risk is drownin', but I'm gonna take it” (this song is abt the tortured poets risking everything for the revolution and also abt us true fans going off the deep end believing this conspiracy theory bc we’re so invested in it)

Early To The Party -> ♠️ “Ides of March, they say beware but prior till the day unveils, one or two may see right through, the nine that sit in its view.” - 1/30/2020. I believe Karlie is the 9 because she was the one who carried their kids and pregnancy lasts 9 months -> all the messages and easter eggs abt pregnancy, “pregnant with possibility” (x)(x); plus the eras tour ended with 9 Canada shows and Taylor started a countdown on night 1 that ended on night 9 (x)(x)(x)(x)(x) -> Karlie’s It’s the Final Countdown Spotify playlist + “Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye. And also…hello!” 👋 + “Endings are beginnings…A new era to flourish and thrive.” And this relates back to the 911 easter eggs. 9 = 🤰and 11 = K (11th letter of the alphabet) for KK

Daisy -> this is pretty self explanatory 🌼

Don’t Delete The Kisses -> “all of the letters - addressed to you and sealed with a kiss”; Sabrina Carpenter (who is one of the main characters in this story) releasing her Short n Sweet album with all the kisses💋 and having them all over her body on tour (x)(x)(x)(x)(x)

Ariana’s eternal sunshine album -> Wicked/The Wizard of Oz/Goodbye Yellow Brick Road/Karma mv

At Seventeen -> 17 yr old boy named James (Taylor)

Hey Nineteen -> Would’ve Could’ve Should’ve which is an allegory abt how the music industry forced her into the closet around 19 yrs old

🌋 it’s been a while. don’t worry, i didn’t forget about you. all of the letters - addressed to you and sealed with a kiss - have been resting on the pillow that used to be yours. maybe i should’ve addressed them to the fire, like i said i would …

[scgdoeswhat]

Mine – Jake x Cris (NSFW)

Prompt: “Jealousy,” requested by @lahuertasprincess for Choices Thirsty Thursday

Summary: Jake gets jealous 😁

Rating: NSFW

Words: 2090

Author’s Notes: LOOK AWAY, KIDDOS. This takes place in some AU, where everyone is alive, happy, and Cris had a normal upbringing. Screw those endings, PB. My babies deserve to be happy! 

The “Read More” links still aren’t working. Not my fault, tumblr’s fault!

Tagging @itsagoodluckkiss @endlessflame @boneandfur @hellomynameisdeviblaire 

Jake sighed as he looked at himself in the rearview mirror. He wasn’t much of a club goer and this wasn’t his scene at all. A good dive bar playing some classic rock with some whiskey? Now that’s what a proper night out would look like.

He glanced over to the passenger side at his wife. Smiling to himself, he saw how excited she was to go out and meet up with the rest of the gang. It was undeniable. He would do anything to make her happy and if it meant a one-off night listening to some hip hop or EDM godforsaken noise, he’d comply with her wishes just to see that smile on her face.

Cris looked smoking hot in her little red, strapless mini dress that clung to her like a second skin. Her clubbing days were far behind her but if this was how she dressed going out? Maybe he could spare a night or two if she really wanted to go out dancing.

Jake knew he was a good-looking guy. While he usually kept his appearance very casual, tonight he had slicked his hair and kept things simple. Even though his sleeves were rolled up, the white button-down shirt was crisp and looked sharp as he partnered it with some black slacks. Sometimes less was more.

As they entered the dimly lit space, he began to notice that every guy in the place had their eyes glued to her. He frowned to himself, placing his hand on the small of her back as they were led to the VIP area. Everyone was already there when they arrived at the table, including some people he did not know. Sean and Craig introduced them as some friends from back in the day, including a couple of NFL linebackers he recognized. Apparently one of the guys knew Cris from Hartfeld and it had been a solid five or six years since he had last seen her.

Jake had stayed primarily quiet as everyone became boisterous as the drinks flowed freely. She was on the couch next to him when she noticed.

“Everything okay, Top Gun?” she asked him, leaning over and putting her hand on his leg.

“Yeah, great. You know how I am. This ain’t really my thing.”

She smiled at him, eyes twinkling.

“I know. And I want you to know that I really, really appreciate you coming here tonight with me.” Planting a quick kiss on his lips, he couldn’t help but grin as she went back to chatting with Michelle and Quinn. Soon thereafter, some old song started to play overhead, bringing the nostalgia of college to the group.

Turning to Jake, Cris asked if he wanted to dance. Shaking his head, he had to fight the scowl that threatened to appear as one of the NFL guys asked if it was okay for him to dance with her for “old time’s sake.” What could he do but say fine so he wouldn’t come off as a possessive ass?

Watching her on the dance floor, she her body moved effortlessly, while keeping her distance from the men surrounding her. Even when they leaned in to her ear to say something, she laughed it off, swatting them away.

Jake observed the scene intently, drinking his vodka tonic. Slowly. He didn’t trust this Uber generation and insisted to be the designated driver tonight. He knows that it's foolish to feel the way he does, but he can't help his jealousy. Watching her fluidity on the floor has started to affect the crux of his being and he feels himself getting aroused at the thought of the way she's going to be moving under him later.

Some time has passed since he finished his drink. Two, three songs, he doesn't know. The beats have melded together and all he knows is that one guy has moved closer. Cris always sees the good in people and would never suspect her friend of trying to creep on her, but Jake knows. He's played the good husband all evening long, but enough is enough.

Standing up and striding over to the dance floor, he has a commanding presence and people part as he approaches.

Suavely wrapping his arm around her waist, he pulls her close as he tells her firmly in her ear, "It's time to go."

She looked at him with a perplexed expression. Initially opening her mouth to protest, she doesn’t bother as his steely gaze silences her immediately. She knows this look; trying to argue would be akin to talking to a brick wall. After bidding good night to their friends, she turned around and glared at him as she walked towards the exit, him right next to her with his arm still firmly around her waist.

They wait in silence for the valet to bring the car around and it continues all throughout the drive. The tension is palpable and she feels her frustration grow until they arrive home. The minute they walked through the threshold, Cris spun on her heel, annoyance gracing her stunning features.

"Jake! What the hell has gotten into you tonight?!"

Jake's stare is intense, so intense, it almost unnerves her.

She frowns even more, his refusal to give her an answer starting to piss her off.

"Jake! Seriously, what the-"

Before she could even fathom what was happening, Jake crossed the distance between them, tangling one hand in her hair as he crushed a bruising kiss to her lips.

Her eyes widened with shock at the unexpected action. He tilted his head, his tongue demanding entry into her mouth. His other arm snaked around her body, bringing her utterly close to his muscular form. She gasped involuntarily as she felt his hard length pressing into her lower abdomen. He took advantage of the moment, deepening the kiss as he swept his tongue into her mouth.

Eyes fluttering shut, she felt her knees go weak as she wrapped her arms around his neck to balance herself while he overwhelmed her senses. He backed her into the wall, pinning her against it as his hands wandered down her body. He finally broke the kiss and they both opened their eyes, gazes hazy from the passion between them.

"Mine."

His hand roughly squeezed her breast, eliciting a whimper mixed with pleasure and pain from her. He lowered his mouth to her collarbone, sucking as she tugged on his hair.

A stifled sound escaped her lips as he branded her with his mouth. He yanked the top of her dress down, cupping both of her tits with his rough hands as he brought his face into the valley between them. Keeping a firm grip on one, he rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, bringing it to a stiff peak. He lightly traced his tongue over the other, flicking her nipple once, twice, before taking the hardened bud into his mouth.

"Jake..." she trailed off, her hands in his hair.

His other hand found its way under her dress, his fingers caressing the outline of her folds through her thong. She moaned, which only served to spur him on.

"You like this, Princess?" His long fingers danced along her covered slit.

"Ye-yes," she barely stammered out, rocking her hips forward.

Jake raised his head to look into her hooded eyes. In an instant, he ripped the flimsy piece of cloth off, growling as his hand grabbed her pussy.

"Mine."

Cris let out a small cry, the fierce action surprising and exciting her simultaneously. She had never seen him act like this. So possessive. So demanding. So desperate.

He laughed, thickly, removing his hand then bringing his fingers to his mouth.

"You're so wet for me already. I can’t wait to fully taste you.” He smirked, tugging her dress to the floor, leaving her only in her black Louboutin stilettos. Picking her up, he deposited her on the dining room table, spreading her legs wide. He stepped back to remove his shirt and slacks, admiring her sprawled body, only for him. Her right hand glided to her core, only to earn her a reprimand.

“No. You don’t get to touch yourself. Only me.” He bent down in between her legs, trailing wet kisses and nibbles on the inside of her thighs. His stubble was a stark contrast to her smooth skin, the feeling of it against her sensitive flesh causing her to shiver in anticipation. Slowly running his middle finger along her lips, he observed her body as she responded to his teasing.

She watched his head lower to her center, his tongue giving her long, languid licks as they maintained eye contact. Her hips threatened to rise sharply, except that he firmly held her down. She wasn’t going anywhere unless he allowed it. He slowly inserted two fingers into her heat while he lapped at her pearl, making her writhe beneath his touch.

“Oh, God, Jake!” She yelled out, as he continued to pump his fingers in and out, teeth lightly grazing her clit. “Please, I’m so close…”

Abruptly, he pulled away, leaving her hanging on the edge. She opened her eyes to look at him, a pained expression on her face as her chest heaved heavily. He stared back at her intensely, holding his erection in his hand, stroking it.

Normally, Jake would eat her out until she exploded. But tonight? Tonight, he needed to feel her walls clench around him as he fucked her into oblivion.

He grabbed her legs and pulled her towards the end of the table, turning her over and positioning her until she was face down and bent over the smooth surface. The sight of her glistening sex presented to him almost made him lose control. There was nothing he wanted more than to plunge straight into her but he wanted to hear her voice her desire for him.

“Tell me you’re mine.” His rock-hard member hovered at her entrance, his tip barely touching her. She whined in response as she tried to buck her hips towards him. He leaned over, murmuring into her ear, “Say it.”

She turned her head, her arm reaching up behind her to bring him close for an intimate kiss.

“Jake, I’m yours… it’s all for you.”

Upon hearing her declaration, he buried his cock in her all the way, relishing the feel of her tight pussy around him. She screamed out in pleasure as he ravaged her core, his thrusts hard and deep. The sounds of their bodies coming together echoed throughout the room, along with his grunts and her strangled cries from being taken so roughly.

“Goddammit, Cris. I’ve wanted to fuck you all night.”

“Then fuck me harder. Faster. Make me cum, baby,” she moaned, urging him on.

He didn’t need any more encouragement than that, as he gripped her hips tighter and pounded her hole with a frenetic pace. One of his hands reached around and rubbed her clit until he could feel her walls pulsate around his manhood, orgasm overtaking her. He continued fucking her as she came, feeling his own climax building.

Jake thrust into her one more time as he came hard, shuddering as he held her close to him. Their worlds spun with force after such an intense lovemaking session. They found themselves sitting on the floor against the wall for a while, as their breathing became less erratic and returned to normal. Leaning into his embrace, she stifled a giggle that threatened to bubble up. He cupped her face, gently bringing her in for a kiss.

“What’s so funny?” He asked hoarsely.

“I get it now,” she smiled. “I never thought I’d see the day, but I do believe that you, Jake McKenzie, were actually jealous.”

He smirked at her.

“I s’pose there’s a first time for everything, darlin’. I can’t help it if I just want you to myself all the damn time.” He kissed the top of her head before standing up.

Her movements were slow as she went to join him, her legs still wobbly from how hard she came. He caught her in his arms, steadying her on her feet.

“You okay, Princess?”

She grimaced slightly, taking a deep breath.

“You might have to carry me to the room. It hurts too much to walk.”

He let out a loud laugh.

“That might be the best compliment anyone’s ever given me,” he beamed, before scooping her up into his arms and making their way through the dimly lit hallway.