#since that's how it's spelled on photos of memorials and on his gravestone

[rockpaperscissuhs]

Band of Brothers Birthdays

January

1 John S. Zielinski Jr. (b. 1925)

21 Richard D. “Dick” Winters (b. 1918)

26 Herbert M. Sobel (b. 1912)

30 Clifford Carwood "Lip" Lipton (b. 1920)

31 Warren H. “Skip” Muck (b. 1922) & Robert B. Brewer (b. 1924)

February

8 Clarence R. Hester (b. 1916)

18 Thomas A. Peacock (b. 1920)

23 Lester A. “Les” Hashey (b. 1925)

March

1 Charles E. “Chuck” Grant (b. 1922)

2 Colonel Robert L. “Bob” Strayer (b. 1910)

4 Wayne “Skinny” Sisk (b. 1922)

10 Frank J. Perconte (b. 1917)

13 Darrell C. “Shifty” Powers (b. 1923)

14 Joseph J. “Joe” Toye (b. 1919)

24 John D. “Cowboy” Halls (b. 1922)

26 George Lavenson (b. 1917) & George H. Smith Jr. (1922)

27 Gerald J. Loraine (b. 1913)

April

3 Colonel Robert F. “Bob” Sink (b. 1905) & Patrick S. “Patty” O’Keefe (b. 1926)

5 John T. “Johnny” Julian (b. 1924)

10 Renée B. E. Lemaire (b. 1914)

11 James W. Miller (b. 1924)

15 Walter S. “Smokey” Gordon Jr. (b. 1920)

20 Ronald C. “Sparky” Speirs (b. 1920)

23 Alton M. More (b. 1920)

27 Earl E. “One Lung” McClung (b. 1923) & Henry S. “Hank” Jones Jr. (b. 1924)

28 William J. “Wild Bill” Guarnere (b. 1923)

May

12 John W. “Johnny” Martin (b. 1922)

16 Edward J. “Babe” Heffron (b. 1923)

17 Joseph D. “Joe” Liebgott (b. 1915)

19 Norman S. Dike Jr. (b. 1918) & Cleveland O. Petty (b. 1924)

25 Albert L. "Al" Mampre (b. 1922)

June

2 David K. "Web" Webster (b. 1922)

6 Augusta M. Chiwy ("Anna") (b. 1921)

13 Edward D. Shames (b. 1922)

17 George Luz (b. 1921)

18 Roy W. Cobb (b. 1914)

23 Frederick T. “Moose” Heyliger (b. 1916)

25 Albert Blithe (b. 1923)

28 Donald B. "Hoob" Hoobler (b. 1922)

July

2 Gen. Anthony C. "Nuts" McAuliffe (b. 1898)

7 Francis J. “Frank” Mellet (b. 1920)

8 Thomas Meehan III (b. 1921)

9 John A. Janovec (b. 1925)

10 Robert E. “Popeye” Wynn (b. 1921)

16 William S. Evans (b. 1910)

20 James H. “Moe” Alley Jr. (b. 1922)

23 Burton P. “Pat” Christenson (b. 1922)

29 Eugene E. Jackson (b. 1922)

31 Donald G. "Don" Malarkey (b. 1921)

August

3 Edward J. “Ed” Tipper (b. 1921)

10 Allen E. Vest (b. 1924)

15 Kenneth J. Webb (b. 1920)

18 Jack E. Foley (b. 1922)

26 Floyd M. “Tab” Talbert (b. 1923) & General Maxwell D. Taylor (b. 1901)

29 Joseph A. Lesniewski (b. 1920)

31 Alex M. Penkala Jr. (b. 1924)

September

3 William H. Dukeman Jr. (b. 1921)

11 Harold D. Webb (b. 1925)

12 Major Oliver M. Horton (b. 1912)

27 Harry F. Welsh (b. 1918)

30 Lewis “Nix” Nixon III (b. 1918)

October

5 Joseph “Joe” Ramirez (b. 1921) & Ralph F. “Doc” Spina (b. 1919) & Terrence C. "Salty" Harris (b. 1920)

6 Leo D. Boyle (b. 1913)

10 William F. “Bill” Kiehn (b. 1921)

15 Antonio C. “Tony” Garcia (b. 1924)

17 Eugene G. "Doc" Roe (b. 1922)

21 Lt. Cl. David T. Dobie (b. 1912)

28 Herbert J. Suerth Jr. (b. 1924)

31 Robert "Bob" van Klinken (b. 1919)

November

11 Myron N. “Mike” Ranney (b. 1922)

20 Denver “Bull” Randleman (b. 1920)

December

12 John “Jack” McGrath (b. 1919)

31 Lynn D. “Buck” Compton (b. 1921)

Unknown Date

Joseph P. Domingus

Richard J. Hughes (b. 1925)

Maj. Louis Kent

Father John Mahoney

George C. Rice

SOURCES

Military History Fandom Wiki

Band of Brothers Fandom Wiki

Traces of War

Find a Grave

[bave-de-crapaud]

The Darkness Within...

CHAPTER ONE

(Lips Like Compass by https://society6.com/withoneline)

Request by: @belladonnarey Thank you girl! Massive delay in writing this but the idea/request comes from the wonderful BellaDonnaRey. I hope you like. More chapters are coming.

Sirius x reader Older Sirius Sirius lives / Post Azkaban Slow burn and eventual smut

Word count: 2300+ Disclaimer: all characters are assumed 18+ Warnings: dark little things and scary crows

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It was late. The only light was a near full moon in the sky highlighting your silhouette against a gravestone. Regardless of the darkness you could see clearly in front of you, which was, at least, odd. The mist on your breath indicated that the temperature was low, however you didn’t feel the cold. Another unexplained nod to your true nature perhaps?

Ye gods he was taking ages with this. It is like he is deliberately trying to inconvenience you.

I hate this. You thought for the 100th time.

Yeah well, it’s all you’re good for so suck it up. Another voice played in your head.

The problem with you was that you tried very hard to distance yourself from your past. Very hard. How much distance would it take? Especially as you really didn’t know that much of your past to begin with.

As you waited in the deserted graveyard a prickling sensation you did not like swept up your neck. It wasn’t the crows - you didn’t mind them per-say you even admired their bold plumage and haunting eyes. It wasn’t their fault they embodied dark feathered nightmares in every children’s tale ever read, but their constant scuttling through leaves, foraging for worms and mice was distracting and masking other more sinister movements. You felt like you were being watched.

“For fucks sake! Hurry up Macnair!” You growled loudly to yourself. “I haven’t got all day.”

A wheezy chuckle sounded behind a large mausoleum where Macnair revealed himself in the moonlight.

“You’ve been watching me Walden!” You heavily emphasised his first name, knowing he disliked being addressed as such. “What, didn’t believe I would be alone?” He scowled at you and merely shrugged. “Can’t be too careful Y/L/N, you might have turned.”

A tight menacing laugh spilled out of your mouth. “The Dark Lord holds me in high regard, Macnair. I would have thought that’d be good enough for you.”

Macnair scowled at the reminder that you outranked him at more than half his age. He was not used to being usurped and the fact Voldemort asked of you more important, more dangerous tasks while he was left squabbling over the scraps did not sit well with him at all. He used every chance to get ahead and finally had been thrown a bone. Tonight you were summoned to meet Macnair and collect a package. He was reviling in his 15 minutes of favouritism and he seemed determined to undermine you at every step of the way.

“The Dark Lord hasn’t heard everything about your school days Y/L/N. He would have found your alternative ‘influence’ a lot less palatable that I have.”

You grimaced knowing what he was referring to. It’s true you had been different in school. Not the cold, calculating witch he saw never faltering under Voldemort’s rule. You were small, skinny and weak looking, a little strange, and prone to outbursts. He particularly disapproved of your tendency to talk about the delusion of purist mania, and how wizard kind would benefit from muggles instead of incessantly inbreeding until magic dies out. No one told you this would earn you one of the foulest punishments you had ever endured by your own house mates. You clutched at your throat momentarily.

You learnt the right way to live in this world soon after.

Macnair continued on getting more and more passionate as well as louder about how he was a better Death Eater than you. You ignored him, caught deep in your memories. He had touched a nerve. Was I really that transparent? There is no way this moron could know? The Dark Lord didn’t know. Heck, you didn’t even really know.

You started to mentally take stock of your life as Macnair prattled on.

You were a young woman. You looked normal, pretty even. You tried to behave normally however: -Things burn when you get angry -You can see in the dark and never feel the cold. -You can manipulate peoples emotions by making them feel horrible, terrified, and hopeless however you cannot make people feel happiness -Strange symbols, and pictures appear on your skin whenever you are scared -You were twelve years old when you first conjured all the animals in proximity and set them on a boy in your year for pulling your hair and that scared everyone around you to start throwing words around such as ‘dark magic,’ and ‘locked up.’ You had never done that since. -You had no idea how you had these ‘gifts’ as Voldemort called them -You didn’t know who you were except that…

You were an orphan. You were a Slytherin. You were a Death Eater.

Plagues of memories, shattered glimpses of your past flashed through your mind. How were you supposed to know who you were if you didn’t know where you came from?

No photos, no lasting family heirlooms, just jolted memories here and there of orphanages and foster homes to piece together your origins.

In a happier time, you used to believe that you would find yourself happy and content, filled with warmth from a loving family. However, as soon as you turned eleven, something dark began to grow. It was though these gifts were not yours but belonged to a living creature buried deep inside, a sleeping dragon lying dormant - perhaps forever - but the first day you held your first wand she awoke, sparked a fire in your stomach and slowly filling your heart with lead.

Meanwhile…

Sirius kicked a stray pebble with his boot it bounced along the footpath until it hit a loose cobblestone and ricocheted into a high stone fence. He was bored, Remus could tell. They had been on duty for the Order ten nights in a row, scouring the streets of London for suspicious activity, yet found nothing. Remus surmised that this was a good thing. Sirius, on the other hand, thought they weren’t looking hard enough.

“Alright Pads, let’s move…” Remus stopped mid sentence noticing Sirius had suddenly gone stock still, ear cocked to his left.

“Shhh Moony, I hear something!” Remus listened carefully. For a while he only heard and saw his and Sirius’ breaths in the crisp night air until an unmistakeable chatter was rising higher and higher as if two people were arguing.

Sirius looked at Remus, eyes gleaming with excitement. “You know the drill? Got to check it out!”

Remus nodded slowly and followed Sirius along the stone fence line, coming to an entrance bordered by two large and rather rusty wrought iron gates, grotesque gargoyles standing sentinel either-side.

As they crossed the gates they looked around at what was a very old cemetery. Sirius looked at Remus and jabbed his head to the right before scrambling between two gravestones and further into the dark. After five minutes of tip-toeing behind tombs, trees, and statues, Remus and Sirius located the sound of their quarry. They could clearly hear a conversation between two people standing on the other side of the large mausoleum blocking both parties from seeing each other.

Remus crouched low, pressing his back against the door of the mausoleum listening carefully. Did he recognise one of the voices? Sirius, not content with just listening was twisting his body around the tomb to get a better look. In his attempt he had not noticed that he had snagged a low hanging tree branch on his leather jacket, and continued moving forward. A sharp pop rang through the air as the branch broke startling the two arguing who had so far not noticed anyone approach. Sirius slammed his back, back against the mausoleum grimacing at Remus who slowly shook his head with distain. He mouthed “Sit still” at Sirius, who shrugged but did not make effort to move again, both men listening intently to the reactions of Sirius’ mistake.

———

“What was that?” You demanded? “You bought friends, Macnair?” “What? No I can handle this job on my own!”

You both frowned at each other before turning to look at a large stone tomb on your right. Something or someone was there. You had both heard it. Was it an animal? You cast a spell revealing if enemies where around you yet nothing happened. It must have been another crow, You shivered, feeling the hairs on the back of your neck stand up for the second time. There it was again, the unsettling sensation that you were being watched. The sooner you got out of this place and finished your business the better. “Hurry up Macnair” you turned back to him. “You’ve gone on long enough, probably alerted half of London to our presence. Now, to what do I owe the pleasure? Why did the Dark Lord send you to meet me here tonight?”

Macnair grumbled, looking at you with a sneer before reaching into his robes…

———-

Remus furrowed his brows. That voice sounded familiar. Macnair was a Death Eater but who was the woman he was talking to and why did Remus…..oh god! It’s Y/N. Remus started to panic. He could see Sirius shaking with anticipation out of the corner of his eye. They were about to come face to face with Y/N - this would not go down well, they were no match for her - everyone would know.

He calculated his options not noticing Sirius had started to move again. Realising Sirius was about to interrupt what he thought was merely a tame Death Eater meeting he frantically tried to get Sirius’ attention by waving his hands erratically in front of him but Sirius was focused - he had found a gap between graves and was now locked on his prey like a bloodhound.

——-

“…I was asked to give you this.” Macnair pulled out a small package from inside his robes pausing before handing it to you. “The Dark Lord was most instant that only you should open this as only you with your, history, would know what it was.”

Could this be it? The clue that broke the mysteries of your past? Explain the darkness within? You eyed the package greedily, eyes flashing purple before you swallowed and took a deep breath. The desire to know what was inside you almost overran your rational thoughts.

Why would Voldemort be taking an interest in your past? What did he know? Was it to use you as a force, a weapon only to discard you later like he did most of his followers? You couldn’t let that happen. However strong the desire to know, the desire of self preservation was stronger.

As if sensing your deliberation, Macnair started pulling back at the same time the hairs on the back or your neck stood up, so fast they almost pinched you. You heard a whoosh and felt yourself lifting into the air and thrown back at force hitting your head on the hard ground, causing you to lose your grip on your wand.

Macnair turned on the spot, ducking from another curse with surprising ability for an old man. The words “Black!” And “Werewolf” reached your crumpled heap as you pulled your self off the ground. So you were being watched, by Order members.

“Nice to see you Macnair! My you are looking fat - been sitting on your arse too much lately? Not Voldemort’s best friend yet?” Sirius Black’s laugh vivid in his jest - Geez you thought, rubbing your skull - he knew how to hit a nerve.

Macnair cried out in anger, ducked again as another curse flew towards him before lunging at Sirius, conjuring a large whip and slashing it across his back. Sirius was thrown onto his knees before Macnair had him up in the air, held at the neck by an invisible force.

Before you could get up Remus Lupin was hovering above you pointing his wand at your chest looking panicked. You locked eyes with him as you sat on the ground desperately fumbling behind you for your wand. Why wasn’t he doing anything? You frowned into his face almost daring him to hex you half listening to Macnair taunting Sirius who was now being choked by whatever was holding him up.

“Not so cocky now, are you Black?” Macnair sniggered up at him, “Well…” spluttered Sirius “I have my moments.” One hand grasping at the clasp around his neck he used the other to point his wand at Macnair. It glowed brightly and then suddenly a large fireball emerged heading straight towards Macnair’s wand hand, lighting it up in flames.

At once, Macnair’s curse was broken and Sirius fell to the ground grasping for breath. While Macnair rolled around around in agony. Remus gave you once last look before sprinting over to his friend grabbing his arm hurriedly whispering, “we have to get out of here!”

“What?” Sirius threw him a shocked face, one hand still massaging his neck.

“I’ll explain later, now move!” Before they could a large body of water dropped from above, putting out the fire on Macnair’s arm and drenching Sirius and Remus, while you walked towards them holding the back of your head.

“MY WAND!” Macnair screamed with fury. It was burnt to a crisp. Whatever fire Sirius used was not normal. Sirius was quickly regaining his breath and looking at you with intent to fight.

If you had had time you might have been impressed, but with a quick glance at Remus, you turned your wand on Sirius and cast the cruciatus curse. He fell to the floor writhing in agony. The darkness inside was moving - swirling round and tempting eruption. You braced yourself, waiting. Remus’ hex whipped through your body temporarily winding you and breaking the curse on Sirius.

You grabbed Macnair’s arm, not hearing his screams of protest. The last sight you saw was Sirius coughing on his back, and Remus crouched down next to him but looking at you with an expression akin to sorrow and understanding as you twisted into the darkness and disappeared.

-------- Tag list: @belladonnarey @sirius-lysad @riddikuluslypotter @emmamass24 @evyiione @evyiione @mylovelykelsifer @sly-vixen-up2nogood @ashkuuuu @virgilwrites-archive @songforhema @wangmangagavroche

[stoplookingupforheaven]

alright friends here we go. @goodlesson tagged me (thank you 💙) so we are doing this. all 73 questions!!

on a scale of 1-10, how excited are you about life right now? 4, fuck you coronavirus

describe yourself in a hashtag? #yeet

if you could do a love scene with anyone, who would it be? no. can i just get a hug or maybe steal a hoodie from dan smith or tom holland

if your life was a musical, what would the marquee say? it’s a disaster but hopefully you’ll love it anyway!

what’s one thing people don’t know about you? one time i won a spelling bee and it was so traumatizing that i swore i’d never do another one ever again

what’s your wake up ritual? wake up, pretend i don’t have to do anything, remember that i do actually have to do stuff, start school. and breakfast happens somewhere in there

what’s your go to bed ritual? snack and tumblr and music

what’s your favorite time of day? i’m a big fan of golden hour because photography. also midnight, i dig it

your go to for having a good laugh? john mulaney

dream country to visit? besides all of them? the czech republic or new zealand!

what’s the biggest surprise you’ve ever had? signing to run in college? i know i did it, but i surprised myself with it honestly

heels or flats/sneakers? yes.

vintage or new? new styles purchased at thrift stores

who do you want to write your obituary? i’ve written my own epitaph six times and i don’t even want a gravestone

style icon? shailene woodley, taylor swift

what are three things you cannot live without? trail running, music, sweet tea

what’s one ingredient you put in everything? parmesan fucking cheese. i said what i said

what 3 people living or dead would you want to make dinner for? oh no who from bastille do we kick off the dinner invite

what’s your biggest fear in life? rejection in any form 

window or aisle seat? window cause i like my views

what’s your current tv obsession? working my way very slowly through NCIS

favorite app? pandora

secret talent? i can sing the entire Hamilton sound track. any part. from memory.

most adventurous thing you’ve ever done in your life? i ate a mango with cayenne pepper on it in panama. i did this knowing full well that i a) hate mangos, b) hate cayenne pepper, and c) was already sick. aside from that, it was the best trip i’ve ever taken!

how would you define yourself in three words? adventurous, cynical, smart

favorite piece of clothing you own? chacos baby

a must have clothing item that everyone should have? sneakers. with arch support.

a superpower you would want? i’d love to be able to move undetected

what’s inspiring you in life right now? oh god. um. all the people giving us access to livestreams and musicals and arts in general. and not just the artists - the organizers, the computer people who are making it functional, you are all doing amazing jobs and i adore every single one of you.

best piece of advice you’ve received? sometimes it’s better to ask forgiveness than permission

best advice you’d give your teenage self? when people invite you places, go. you’ll like it more than you think you will

a book everyone should read? the immortal life of henrietta lacks

what would you like to be remembered for? trying new things and being kind.

how do you define beauty? if it makes you happy, it’s beautiful. no one else gets a say in what makes you happy

what do you love most about your body? i’m really good at running and i wouldn’t be able to do that without my legs or my lungs. so.

best way to take a rest/decompress? music, read a book, cup of tea

favorite place to view art? outside always. if you take me to a sculpture garden i’ll love you forever

if your life was a song, what would the title be? "Is This My Decision Or Am I Just Following Everyone’s Advice”

if you could master one instrument, what would it be? can i say singing? i wish i���d joined choir so much

if you had a tattoo, where would it be? possibly my back?

dolphins or koalas? why would you make me choose

what’s your patronus? penguin

best gift you’ve ever received? my grandma gave me my grad present early and it’s a quilt made of all my old tshirts!

best gift you’ve given? i gave my grandparents prints of some of my photos and they loved them!

what’s your favorite board game? i... honestly don’t love board games that much. i love cards against humanity but that’s cards so

what’s your favorite color? teal

least favorite color? orange

diamond or pearls? diamonds

drugstore makeup or designer? drugstore always

blow-dry or air-dry? air-dry bc i’m lazy

pilates or yoga? yoga

coffee or tea? yes

what’s the weirdest word in the english language? hippomonstrosesquippedaliophobia is both improbable and ironic

dark chocolate or milk chocolate? milk chocolate but i love them both

stairs or elevators? hi, future collegiate cross country runner here, i’m that jerk that literally runs up every flight of stairs

summer or winter? winter

you are stuck on an island, you can pick one food to eat forever without getting tired of it, what would you eat? ice cream

a dessert you don’t like? lemon anything ew

a skill you’re working on mastering? i’m trying so hard to practice drawing but i am struggling so much and i’m not getting much better and that doesn’t help motivation. but i’m doing my best!

best thing to happen to you today? running in the rain!

worst thing to happen to you today? ap calc test that i will surely fail

best compliment you’ve ever received? this lady that i absolutely idolize from my church told me that she was amazed by the depth of wisdom i possessed and i definitely cried

favorite smell? cinnamon

hugs or kisses? HUGS ALWAYSSSSSS

if you made a documentary, would it be about? effects of climate change in developing countries and how they are fighting it because no one talks about them enough

last piece of content you consumed that made you cry? legitimately i never cry at anything. but i just got done watching Help Me Chase Those Seconds and since it’s late and i’m already emotionally compromised, i came pretty fucking close.

lipstick or lipgloss? lipstick

sweet or savory? sweet

girl crush? shailene woodley or bea miller

how do you know you’re in love? um

a song you can listen to on repeat? the entire wild world album

if you could switch lives with someone for a day, who would it be? des linden

what are you most excited for about this time in your life? moving to college if covid clears up in time

tagging: this is so, so long so definitely don’t do it if you don’t want to. @prismaticheretic @atrophicgalaxy you’re up!

[taylorklaine]

A Comprehensive List of the Symbolism and Details in “Look What You Made Me Do”

I’m including everything, from the obvious to the minor details and symbols that at this point are only speculation, to big and small things that made the video amazing. Here we go.

The video, of course, opens with an aerial pan of a graveyard. The specific site that Taylor is buried at, supposedly, the graves spell out “TS”.

“Here Lies Taylor Swift’s Reputation”

Other names on the surrounding gravestones include “Nils Sjoberg”, the pseudonym she used when she wrote “This is What You Came For”, and Joseph Kahn, the director of LWYMMD as well as Blank Space and Bad Blood

Zombie Taylor is wearing the same dress Taylor wore in the “Out of the Woods” music video, which was the final true music video released from 1989 (the New Romantics video was all tour footage). People have taken this to mean either she never truly made it out of the woods or one of the many allusions to the death of her old self.

All the gravestones are tilted during the “tilted stage” line

The outfit that Taylor is wearing when she is being buried into the ground is from the 2014 Met Gala, which was the last public event Taylor attended before the 1989 era began.

While a lot of the public has speculated that Taylor bathing in a tub of diamonds is a jab at KKW’s robbery, a lot of fans see the comparisons to a performance of Blank Space at the Grammy Museum, and I can’t remember the exact quote, but it’s about what people see her as.

There’s also a single dollar bill in the tub, referencing the symbolic $1 she won in her recent assault case.

People think her makeup in this scene is also really similar to how her makeup looked in the Blank Space video, which was another song in which she portrayed a character that the media believed her to be, even though it wasn’t true.

The camera looks like it’s out of focus for a second, but if you look closely, Taylor is clapping along to the beat of the song in the mirror.

When Taylor fires her finger gun, a real spark shoots out of her fingers as if she’s shooting a real gun.

She wears a ton of snake jewelry, and tons of snakes slither up to her throne, a direct reference to post-KKW drama where everyone left snake emojis on all her Instagram posts.

On a couple of the columns as well as the gold skull she rests her hand on, there is an engraving of “Et tu, Brute?” which is a quote from a Shakespeare play. In the scene, Caesar is being stabbed to death, betrayed by his friend, Brutus.

One of the snakes serves Taylor tea (serving or spilling tea is now slang for spilling dirt on someone, or exposing something bad about them).

The entire crashing a car followed by a paparazzi swarm of her posing, to me, is just a general analogy of causing drama to get attention

BUT some fans have noticed that the car she drives is a Maserati, and have made comparisons to the “driving a new Maserati down a dead end street” line from Red. In addition, in the next scene, she’s holding a Grammy, alluding to when Random Access Memories beat Red for AOTY, but the announcer drew out the “rrr” sound making her and her team thinking for a split second she won. I’m sure there’s video online of her reaction.

One more thing about this scene: She’s sporting a haircut very similar to the one Katy Perry has. Katy has never won a Grammy.

(Also the leopard in the passenger seat has a 13 necklace)

People have made the obvious metaphoric comparisons to her in an orange outfit in a cage to being a prisoner. This is further emphasized by the armed guards that surround the cage. People also consider being caged a metaphor for being in a zoo and locked up and watched like an animal.

There’s a rat on her plate during the “feast”. People have made jokes about this being symbolic of Calvin Harris. I’m not sure why.

Taylor & co. infiltrate a safe wearing cat masks, giving some fans hope that she has not shed everything about her formal self.

Her sweater also reads “Blind for Love”, making comparisons to her long-standing reputation as a serial dater.

People believe Taylor and a crew of girls riding motor cycles is an allusion to the Bad Blood music video.

When Taylor burns the stack of money, and when she comes in with a baseball back, the banner in the background reads “stream.co”, a direct allusion to her letter to Apple Music and pulling her catalog from the Spotify music streaming surface, leading people to believe she did this to make more of a profit and that she’s money hungry. 

The next scene is the media portrayal of her squad. She is an evil dictator who recruits beautiful, plastic models for her cult. You can see the banner flashes “Squad U”, pictures, of cats, and Taylor’s lucky number 13.

Everyone also wears black leather, which people think is another allusion to Bad Blood.

And people think all of the bodies piled next to each other might be a reference to Kanye’s “Famous” video.

All of the men at Taylor’s beck and call is another reference to her being called a diva and “kidnapping men and holding them hostage in her house”, which is another paraphrased quote from the Grammy Museum performances.

The African-American back-up dancer who hold the pen during this scene is actually Todrick Hall, one of Taylor’s real life friends.

Taylor sawing the wings of the plane is believed to be a metaphor for her taking back the narrative.

All the male backup dancers are wearing “I <3 TS” crop tops, which her ex Tom Hiddleston was seen wearing while they were together.

There are also 8 backup dancers, and Taylor reportedly has 8 famous ex-boyfriends.

And now for everyone’s favorite part of the video: Taylor stands in front of a neon letter T in a jumpsuit that reads “rep”, short for reputation. This is the new Taylor, and she is standing on top of a mountain of people who are trying to save themselves from some kind of doom. But these people are actually older versions of Taylor from through the years. Some major ones include the ballerina outfit from Shake It Off, the ringleader outfit from WANEGBT on the Red tour, her nerdy Junior Jewels shirt from the YBWM video, and the sparkly dress, guitar, and 13 on her hand from the Fearless tour. Other ones that are not as visible are the iHeartRadio Awards, the 2015 VMAs, a polka dot shirt from WANEGBT, her 22/Everything Has Changed outfit from the Red tour, her Style outfit from the 1989 tour, WANEGBT pajamas, and several other looks from music videos and appearances she’s made over the years

Taylor’s Junior Jewels shirt has the names of her real life friends written on it, including Ed Sheeran, Selena Gomez, Gigi Hadid, Todrick Hall, Alana, Danielle, & Este Haim, Lena Dunham, etc.

When Reputation Taylor kicks YBWM Taylor in the face, the shoes she is wearing are very similar to the ones she wore in her most recent Vogue cover, which was one of her first interviews post-1989 era.

Then Taylor blasts her former selves off the mountain and they fall to their death. This is what I think is the general theme going into the Reputation era. In order to save herself, Taylor has to kill off her older selves and become someone new, someone the media already thinks she is, in order to keep any respect. Even before, when the song first came out, many people considered the message of the song very similar to Blank Space. Taylor is playing a character, someone who she most certainly is not but the media certainly believes her to be. She’s taking on this persona as a tongue-in-cheek clapback to how the media portrays her. And as she said with Blank Space, “If you don’t get the joke you don’t deserve to get the joke” (again I’m paraphrasing).

Towards the end of the song, the Maserati explodes and kills the paparazzi, but Taylor walks away unscathed.

She spray paints “reputation” onto the plane with no wings, more analogies to her taking back control of her own narrative.

When the songs ends, one of the backup dancers grabs her butt, which people think is another reference to her assault case.

And now the other fan favorite part: 15 different versions of Taylor stand in front of the plane and argue. iTunes lists 15 total tracks for reputation.

Shake It Off Taylor falls onto the floor in the same way she did at the end of the video. KKW Taylor is shaking her ass.

YBWM Taylor pulls a surprised face, and both Zombie and SIO Taylor call her annoying and that “she can’t be that surprised all the time”. People have been making fun of her since the very beginning for constantly being surprised whenever she wins awards.

Zombie Taylor gets very angry when Reputation Taylor calls her a bitch, which a lot of people think is another reference to “Famous”. After KKW leaked footage of Taylor approving some of the lyrics, Taylor defended herself by saying she never approved the “I made that bitch famous” line

Fearless Taylor simply says “y’all”, a reference to her country roots, and Red Taylor accuses her of being too nice and very fake. Another criticism she’s faced over the years,

Fearless Taylor starts to cry at this, and another Reputation Taylor rolls her eyes at her “playing the victim”. We all know this is something Taylor’s been called a lot over the years, but especially more recently after the Katy/KKW feuds.

Another new version of Taylor simply holds a snake and hisses at everyone, again referencing everyone calling her a snake after the KKW incident.

Met Gala Taylor observes another new Taylor in surprise. Since MG Taylor is pre-1989, some people think her attitude is more innocent and pure here, how she was before the 1989 era began and her reputation began to falter

This new Taylor is “getting receipts” of Fearless Taylor and is “going to edit this later”, direct references to Katy, Swish Swish, and KKW on Snapchat.

We round this out with one more Taylor--VMA Taylor, complete with silver dress, Moonman, and mic, exactly how she appears in the infamous photo of her and Kanye in 2009. She says she “would like to be excluded from this narrative”, a direct quote from Taylor’s statement after KKW’s snapchat leak.

Finally, one more detail that fans have picked up on is the last frame, in which all the Taylors are in the shot and yell at VMA Taylor to shut up. However, the 15th Taylor stands on the plane wing and doesn’t seem to be participating. People believe this is another symbol of how the reputation era is going to go, and Taylor’s mental state at this point. On the wing, she is alone, separated from everyone else, separated from all of her older selves. As she says in the song, “I don’t trust nobody and nobody trusts me.” After everything that’s happened, she can only rely on herself. She is the only one who is going to have any say from here on out. She destroyed the wings so no one else could fly it for her, but she’ll be damned if she flies that plane on anything but her own terms.

This bitch did not miss a single thing and I’m not exaggerating when I say this is the best video of her career so far. I love her so much, and I’ve never been more proud. Brava, @taylorswift. Brava.

(please feel free to add to this if you think i missed anything)