#lover crest

[daisyswift3]

Cardiac Arrest, CPR, and the Reticent Volcano 🌋🎁

So yesterday I made a very interesting discovery while watching the TTPD (track) lyric vid that led to me having several epiphanies at once. If you watch the vid, you'll notice that for the most part the lyrics are in all caps save for a few lines. Of these lines, one in particular, “like a tattooed Golden Retriever,” caught my attention bc it has 2 capital letters--G and R--that you wouldn't have been able to see if the line was in all caps like the ones just before it. What makes it more interesting is that golden retriever is not a proper noun like a name or title so it shouldn't be capitalized according to English grammar rules.

This led me to search for the TTPD album booklet scans to see if this was also capitalized in the booklet and to see what other words were capitalized. Then after looking at the booklet it hit me--CPR(G)!!! Charlie Puth Retriever Golden. Everyone agreed these lyrics sounded a little odd compared to the rest of her lyrics and the shout out to Charlie Puth seemed kind of random. But now it makes complete sense why she wrote those lyrics. She was trying to draw attention to the capital letters CPR(G) that are repeated throughout the album. In this post I explained that Taylor mentions CPR in So Long, London bc they're all related to each other, they're a family. C=Cassandra=Taylor; P=Peter=her 2nd kid; R=Robin=her 1st kid; G=Gold/Golden=Karlie. If you look at the TTPD tracklist, Cassandra, Peter, and Robin are in the same order as CPR.

Taylor wanted to acknowledge her family in some way on this album and so she represented them w these 4 letters which are likely a stand-in for the Swift-Kloss family crest since I don't believe that showed up on this album. This is the key to deciphering several of the anon messages and understanding why some things are lowercase while other things are capitalized. For example, all of the volcano 🌋anon messages and the last 2 messages from (PR)esent anon 🎁 are lowercase with the exception of the words "Gold" and "Goodbye." This connects these messages to TTPD (track). "Gold" is highlighted like "volcano" to indicate that Miss Gold Rush is going to be a part of the atomic bomb Taylor is getting ready to drop. And the "Goodbye" being capitalized indicates that Karlie is indeed the "neighbor" in this message and in Fortnight as well as "the woman who sits by the window" in Peter that turns out the light/lamp. She is the one who keeps a lit jack-o-lantern 🎃 on the front porch while awaiting Taylor's return home from exile. These things single-handedly prove that 🌋 and present 🎁 anon are indeed legit bc how would a troll have been able to predict these things when The Anthology tracks were surprise dropped at 2am and weren't revealed w the standard edition tracks on Feb 5, and why would a troll even bother w such subtle details?? Plus no lyrics had leaked yet at the time these messages were sent so the only logical answer is that they must've either been sent by Taylor or someone close to her.

Side note: When I first wrote that post analyzing the present 🎁 anon messages, I had thought that the song Robin, and maybe Peter as well, was the gift/present to us kaylors that present 🎁 anon told us to look out for since P's and R's are repeated in the messages. However, I have since figured out that actually the poetry book For now, she slumbers was likely the gift since present 🎁 anon's messages mention the title of the book "for now, she slumbers" and "reticent volcano" which is the author's name as an anagram (see this post). Plus the March 4 message directly quotes the first poem in For now, she slumbers called "Two" ✌️ (If you want to read all the poems in order see this post). I explain in this post that the reason why this poem is the first one in the book is bc it's the key to understanding all the ones that follow and to understanding TTPD. The 2 ✌️ is probably the most important motif in TTPD bc it symbolizes the 2 different versions of Taylor and 2 opposing narratives abt her life that exist. Taylor Swift the brand vs Taylor Swift the person; the boy-crazy maneater that only writes songs abt her ex-boyfriends vs the tortured closeted queer poet that is forced to hide her truth behind metaphors and red herrings. Going back to the CPR of it all, I still believe my initial analysis of the present 🎁 anon messages was correct for the most part since the "reticent volcano" is likely a tell-all memoir that will explain the whole messy story and how and why she kept her family (CPRG) a secret. The purpose of the 🎁 and 🌋 anon messages was to guide us to both the poetry book and to CPR(G) which both foreshadow what her memoir--that she's hinted at w The Manuscript and The Story of Us--is going to be abt.

Now continuing on w the theory, as I mentioned previously, we have Cassandra=Taylor, Peter=her 2nd kid, and Robin=her 1st kid. And if you look at the pg in the booklet w The Manuscript, you'll see that there is a capital G in "Good Samaritan" which completes the CPRG set and is also the only capital G that shows up in this song.

And to tie it all together, if you look at the summary poem/epilogue at the very end, Taylor mentions cardiac arrest. This happens when someone's heart suddenly stops functioning and can be reversed by CPR! "I stopped CPR after all it's no use, the spirit was gone we would never come to." And this connects to You're Losing Me (From the Vault) which is abt the fans not seeing the real her or paying attention to her repeated queer signaling -> "I can't find a pulse, my heart won't start anymore for you, 'cause you're losing me." Taylor has given up trying to get her fans to listen to her (CPR) and has accepted that she may lose a lot of them when she reveals everything (CPRG). She is warning them that they are abt to lose the Taylor that they know, the old Taylor, bc she is going to have to kill her public persona and brand in order to be reborn as the new version of herself and move onto the next chapter of her life.

And to add even more evidence to this theory, CPR is often performed on drowning victims, and where does drowning show up in TTPD? Oh it shows up in The Bolter which just so happens to be sandwiched in between Cassandra, Peter, and Robin! -> "By all accounts, she almost drowned when she was 6 in frigid water...And she liked the way it tastes, taming a bear, making him care, watching him jump then pulling him under...as she was leaving, it felt like breathing/freedom" // "When I was drowning that's when I could finally breathe." Drowning also shows up in Guilty as Sin which I've determined probably represents the acceptance stage of grief so the drowning metaphor checks out (see this post) -> "Drowning in the Blue Nile, he sent me 'Downtown Lights.'" (Also check out this amazing video which explains the Blue Nile and religious connections). This connects to the 8th 🎃 message where Taylor chooses to jump into shark infested waters and sacrifice her image and brand so that her lover doesn't have to. So putting all these pieces together, this means that by giving up on trying to revive her relationship w her fans or to maintain her image (CPR) and by putting her family and her happiness first (CPRG), Taylor will finally be able to be truly free. She is going to let Taylor Swift the brand drown so that she can finally breathe. This connects to The Black Dog where she compares the red herrings/bearding/lavender haze/smokescreen to an old habit like smoking that she's trying to quit -> "6 weeks of breathing clean air, I still miss the smoke."

Now w all this context in mind, it makes more sense why Taylor has been emphasizing capital and lowercase letters and the number 4 recently. The hidden word hunt on Apple Music, thanK you aIMee, imgonnagetyouback, her retweets from 4/21/23-4/24/23 which happened in groups of 4, putting 4 letter words in all caps, etc. And now it's clear that "I keep these longings locked in lowercase inside a vault" is most likely referring to her explosive tell-all memoir, the reticent volcano, she's going to publish since 🌋 anon's messages were all in lowercase. "Restful, reticent, restraint" = locked inside a vault. Rep tv and the folklore and evermore vault tracks may also be included in this since these albums are in lowercase as well.

In conclusion, I think it is safe to say now that all of these anons are probably legit. In my opinion, all of these connections provide concrete evidence that these anons do foreshadow things and have ties to Taylor.

[kwyw]

can you please explain to me the meaning of your profile picture where is that from i am so curious please

Ohhh buckle up, ‘cause it’s a doozy! 😉

[admiralgiggles]

On World Photography Day, remember to find the charm in imperfection and the humor in an aquatic bird hiding from the rain.

[asteracaea]

it's currently sold out but i see it restocked frequently in case anyone is interested! the pin is awesome and my experience with the seller was great

i just remembered i need to incorporate this into my tour outfit somehow!

[ellenchain]

I'm playing some old missions again to update my challenges and was surprised at how good I find the 7 Deadly Sins compared to the newer content (pff) But playing Ambrose Island, I realised again how little we know about Lucas Grey's past.

Apart from the fact that Grey suddenly comes around the corner with a mission that also happens to have something to do with Providence, I'm sure it's down to IOI looking for content that fits in with the overall game. So no further questions.

But still I ask myself: Who was Noel Crest for Lucas Grey?

Because have you noticed that Grey sounds super, super sad when Crest dies? Or when he announces him? Or when he briefly talks about his past? In general, Grey was extremely vulnerable in this mission. John Hopkins does a fantastic job as always, but I really wonder why Grey is so emotional. I mean, I melt every time he says "I'll see you soon" when the mission is over. It's very sweetly purred. Longingly, even.

Crest was probably one of Grey's confidants, they worked closely together. But for comparison, Sean Rose, the guy who ran the big militia in Colorado (on Grey's behalf), also seemed to me to be a confidant of Grey. Otherwise he wouldn't give him such a task. Grey himself worked in the house alongside all the others (we remember the cellar). Intense co-operation, as with Crest. And we see Grey directly after 47 has done his deed, namely on the hill with his sniper rifle. But here, he didn't look sad at all. More like "well, now they're dead, crap, I'll have to think of something else now"

With Crest, I had the feeling that he needed 5 minutes to himself to process the death of his former... friend? I don't know, maybe I am reading too much into it.

Are there any fan theories on Noel Crest and Lucas Grey yet??

[bex-xa-2026]

So did anyone actually choose to kill Michael or Trevor? Bc how could you make that decision to just kill Franklin’s bisexual disaster fathers/mentors? I chose to take down the FIB and some rich bitches

[inklinefan]

Will I ever see the sky again? / The circle controls your life

[deaddcas]

"Bells Hells are going to the moon." That's funny because I just saw them in a tavern and Imogen and Laudna were giggling because they found mistletoe above their heads.

Maybe you need to check your facts

[ant1quarian]

carmine loves to push killer to see how far he can go before he gives up and submits (in battle)

but the second they come around and killer doesn't attack, they immediately start trying to find out what the fuck is up and running around chaotically to desperately find ways to help

[yuseirra]

***persona 3 reload spoilers***

I saved RIGHT before I could get the theurgy last night AND I DIDN'T EXPECT THIS, IT WAS SO SWEET,

SHE SAVED ME!! I'M SO PROUD OF HER.. I'm so glad this game expands more on her caring sides, it was always there but it's more upfront now..makes everything more powerful

[lady-bess]

Just A Date - Din Djarin

Part of the LadyBess Valentine's special! 8 Characters; 8 Dates 💜

Din Djarin x GN!Reader Mature/18+ (Minors DNI Please✨) WC: 1.7k Notable Tags: Fluff, Nervousness, Din being slightly clueless about feelings, Romantic Gesture, Friends to Lovers, Not all Valentines Celebrations need to be romantic, Agressively strong hugs, Kissing (but the helmet stays on).

Din…Din doesn’t fully understand what Valentine’s day is. In fact I’d put money on him not really having a grasp of what date it is, what with all the flying around in hyperspace he does, so the chances of him remembering the famed Hallmark Holiday are slim to non-existent. But, fortunately for Din, his sweetheart is more than understanding of this, and gives him a little wiggle room when it comes to remembering the date, and celebrating it.

He think it’s today. Or maybe it was yesterday? Or perhaps it’s tomorrow…

He hasn’t got a clue, basically. Din sighs to himself as he disembarks the Razor Crest, parked just out the way of all the hustle and bustle of your town. The journey to your house isn’t far for him to walk from here, and at least parking out here in the dust bowls would draw slightly less attention to him.

Well, as little attention as possible for a Mandalorian…

You’d come a long way to meet Din. Humanity had perfected space time travel, but at the expense of you getting lost in an entirely different galaxy. You’d found yourself landed on your ass in a galaxy far, far, away, and with no idea how to get home.

Eventually you’d given up on trying, accepting that the likelihood of you ever returning to Earth were slim to non-existent. It was only because of Din’s generosity, and limited sympathy, that you managed to find your feet out here. He’d dropped you off with friends of his (‘friends’ was a strong word. ‘Peli’ was a better one) and you’d picked up work and the way of life around here fairly quickly.

Din would come by regularly to check up on you, although he was never sure why. In his line of work he was no stranger to meeting people who had been caught on hard times, owed someone something, or just needed a bit of slack cutting. He never really cared about the majority of them, only occasionally finding sympathy if his puck had given him a job where there had definitely been an injustice or obvious rigging of the system. But there was never anything he could do about it – he just had to get on with it. For you, though? You were someone he could help.

Whatever reason he had for choosing to help you, he was glad he had. Months had gone by, and anytime he had been to visit you’d been an absolute delight to spend time with. You’d asked him once about the Mandalorian armour when you first met, but as soon as you understood his Creed, and why he’d never take it off, you never asked again. It never seemed to phase you either, and you treated Din just as you would anyone else whose face you could see.

He supposed that’s what made you so easy to get along with.

To help you settle in, Din had asked all about Earth traditions you followed, to try and give you some sense or normality. You were happy to assimilate, to experience the traditions of your new way of life, but that didn’t mean you perhaps would want to ever forget about where you’d come from. You’d mentioned about the “festive holidays” as a main one, but there was one other date that you kept mentioning.

Din had asked you about this date, and understood a little about what valentine’s day was now. Even if he thought it was a mighty waste of time, and credits, he felt for you yearning for the holiday. You’re so far from home, and life hasn’t treated you right – nobody deserved to be moved so far from home, especially not someone as kind-hearted as you.

He decided that while you might not be lovers, you may never see his face, but right now you were the closest thing Din had to a best friend. It was a lonely line of work he was in, and his visits to you made the time on foreign planets slightly more tolerable. The least he could do was show you a little thanks.  

If today even was that day, that is.

He did love you, in a way. In the same way you love your family, or a long time friend. Even if you’d only been part of each other’s lives for a short while, you’d had such an impact on him. So, just before landing, he’d headed to a market nearby and picked up some flowers you’d once seen Peli have in her kitchen window. They’d been the first thing he’d noticed you be enamoured with, fascinated to a point where he wasn’t sure he’d ever get you out of the kitchen that afternoon to go for a walk. The way the light caught the delicate blue petals, so you said, was “like looking into an ocean”.

Din headed down the steps into Peli’s courtyard, the bouquet of flowers in his beskar-clad hand. Under his suit he never normally felt warm, but right now he rather felt like he was running a fever. His heart was beating as fast as it normally did whenever he was working a particularly dangerous mission, and he could hear blood rushing through his ears.

Was he…was he nervous? he thought.

Trying his best to shrug it off, he headed towards the wooden door of the home you resided in. Peli had a large property, most of which she only used for storage of parts. There had been enough space for one of the larger rooms to be converted into a small studio home for you, and while Din insisted he could have probably helped you find somewhere larger, you’d been more than content with your living quarters.

Arriving at your door, he lifted one hand and knocked three times. Within seconds you answered it, muttering something under your breathe.

“Peli, I told you, I’m nearly- oh!” you said, squealing slightly as your eyes laid upon the shining beskar stood before you. “Din!” you exclaimed.

Din chuckled to himself, the modulator only just picking it up over the sound of your excited shriek at him being here.

“Hi, you. Happy valentine’s day!” he said, handing you the bouquet of flowers, “At least I think today is valentine’s day. I’ll be honest, I lose track of time,” he said with a shrug.

You took the flowers from him and smiled, tears springing to the corners of your eyes at the gesture. Your new life here was strange, and while a lot of people had been very welcoming, there was something about this gesture which made you feel like everything would truly be okay. For as small as it may seem to most, the fact you’d found a friend out here who clearly paid attention to you in the same way your friends and loved ones back on Earth had truly helped heal a part of you that you were scared had been lost.

“Oh, Din, you remembered!” you said, glancing down at the flowers and then up at the black T of his visor. “Thank you.”

Din nodded, happy he could do something for you today. And the look on your face, he realised, was worth every credit he’d spent at the florist’s. He wasn’t sure he’d ever seen you quite as happy as you looked right now, and for that he’d buy you these flowers every time he saw you if it meant you would never have a frown on your face again.

“Anytime,” he said, and he watched as you scurried to the sink to set the flowers in a vase of water. You smiled as you looked at them neatly displayed together, happy with how they looked, then turned to Din.

Giggling slightly, and a bit overwhelmed at the kind gesture, you took a bold step. You and Din had not really been physically affectionate, aside from occasional arms around each other when in fits of laughter, but that’s where it had ended. But today, you didn’t care. You’d had shit luck recently, and this had been the kindest thing Din had done for you just because he felt like it.

Skipping over to Din, you threw yourself up into his arms, laughing as you landed against the solid beskar. Din instinctively caught you, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you in tight to himself. It was the first really affectionate hug he’d had from anyone, and he relished in the moment, however short it might be. The one thing he knew for certain is that he wouldn’t be the first one to pull away.

With your arms wrapped around his neck, you relaxed into Din’s strong hold. Even though your body was pressed against a hard metal, there was something comforting about it in a way. The fact he was so solid and stoic helped you feel more at ease around him, and subliminally understand that he really wasn’t going anywhere. Not without you noticing, anyway.

“You’re so kind,” you whispered to Din, loosening your grip slightly so you could slide back down and your feet touch the ground. He smiled behind the mask, hoping his body somehow gave off enough of a ‘tell’ that you’d somehow know he was stood looking into your eyes, so happy to see you content.

Almost like an answer to his question, you got up on your tiptoes and planted a kiss onto the middle of his visor. His breathing hitched under the mask, so loud that he knew you heard. The little giggle you did gave it away as you sank back down to your level, then finally pulling away.

“Come on then, you sap. Let’s go out for a bit now you’re here!” you said, grabbing your jacket and heading out the door of the studio, a noticeable spring in your step.

Din stood rooted to the spot for a moment, in slight disbelief at what just happened. It had been a long time since he felt this way about anyone, and even longer since anyone had returned any kind of feelings. He peered round the doorway and watched you head off into the courtyard, blissfully unaware that he was on the verge of crying happy tears.

Because, just maybe, perhaps the love he felt towards you wasn’t all as platonic as Din first imagined…

For more from this series, check out the Just A Date Masterlist! For more works from me, here's my main Masterlist! ❤

LadyBess xox

[spiritofdragonfire]

Happy Appreciate a Dragon Day 2024 from me and my tiny dragons!

[krasna-strelka]

Look at her eating. So happy :D

She's shy on the camera tho

[admiralgiggles]

While the composition isn’t the greatest, I feel the rain really makes this shot.

[airsignaura]

when was the last time you got laid?

7500 BC

[mwezina]

The Lovers & FE3H

The Lovers card represents close relationships. The Rider-Waite version depicts two people, presumably Adam and Eve about to make contact with one another. A divine being stands over them, blessing the union. However, it can also represent a crossroad. There are two trees behind the figures. One with the fruits of the earth and a serpent representing life and the evils inherent in them. The other has leaves made of fire, representing desire and passion. Between the lovers stands a mountain, showing that although the union may be blessed, there are challenges. 

The crest associated with this card is the Crest of Cethleann. Cethlenn is a wife and mother in Irish mythology. Just like Mac Cuil, Cethlenn draws on Irish mythology. She is a prophet for her people who is also a capable warrior. She excels in projectile weapons such as spears. 

The dragon associated with this crest is the Light Dragon. Light symbolises understanding and intellectual thought. It can also represent happiness, prosperity, and becoming a perfect being. Strangely enough, I think the Light Dragon may be the only surviving Nabatean dragon that is not related to the Godai elements. 

The character I choose to relate to these elements is Flayn / Cethleann. Flayn has close relationships with those around her and is at a crossroad in her life. She could either choose to continue growing these connections, or go back to isolation, where she was safe. Just like Cethlenn, Flayn is a healer and a lance user. Although she never really throws the lance, it’s close enough to the use of spears. Connecting with the Light Dragon, Flayn is wise and brings healing and happiness to those around her. She is truly a spot of bright light for those in her life. 

Overall, I’m finding the Nabateans to be pretty well connected to their tarot card, crest name, and dragon name. Flayn is no exception. What do you guys think? Any details I’ve missed?

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