Dyllan Kelce has spent her life picking up the pieces of her abusive mother and absent father. Her father Travis Kelce gets news that flips his life upside down and his fiance Taylor Swift is there helping him to navigate. NEW PARTS COMING VERY SOON!! This is a work of FanFiction and is not meant to spread rumors or cause harm of any sort. TW: mentions of abuse, medication, mental health concerns, injury

Taylor X Daughter one shots 🤍 please leave ideas, open to pretty much anything <333 x

.𖥔 ݁ ˖ Irene was just sixteen. Bullied at school, mostly silenced at home, and pushed to be someone she never wanted to become. Irene's life felt like one long, aching song on repeat, a song nobody ever listened to. Until one day... someone did. When Irene suddenly crosses paths with Taylor Swift, someone who's written her pain into the world for years, everything changes. What starts as a moment of kindness slowly becomes a lifeline for Irene. Taylor sees through her walls, her silence, her exhaustion. In a world that never gave her a place, Taylor offers her a home.

Taylor used to foster children, before her music career really took off so she hasn't been doing it for a while now to say the least. Taylor's currently on a break and enjoying downtime in Nashville, one day she gets a phone call from the foster agency. They may not have interacted in years but her foster license is still active. It's not that Taylor forgot about it but she assumed that they'd know she probably wouldn't be able to take a child in now due to her fame. Would she really be in a position to care for one? But Taylor picks up the phone, she's astonished when she finds out who the call is from. She's beyond surprised. Taylor is taken a back and goes silent for a few minutes, she takes a deep breath in and a deep breath out. Is Taylor ready for this? Are you ready for it?

Kaia didn't want to go on tour with the world's biggest pop star. She didn't want to leave home, didn't want to smile politely for strangers, and definitely didn't want anyone trying to fix her grief. But after losing her mom, everything felt like too much - and when Taylor Swift offered a distraction in the form of glitter, chaos, and a bunk on the Eras Tour, Kaia's dad said yes before she could protest. So she packed a suitcase full of sarcasm, sadness, and zero expectations. What Kaia didn't expect was Taylor being... a mess. An overexcited, sleep-deprived, too-emotional, cat-obsessed mess who cried at stupid things and hugged like she meant it. Who didn't try to parent her. Who sometimes needed parenting herself. Who turned out to be kind of awkward, surprisingly hilarious, and really, really terrible at pretending not to care. In the span of one strange, glitter-covered year, Kaia finds herself caught in a slow, reluctant orbit around someone she never meant to get close to. And Taylor - who just wanted to help - ends up unraveling in ways she didn't see coming. Together, they navigate grief, fame, stadiums, sleep deprivation, too much pizza, and the kind of love that has no name but still changes everything. A bittersweet, laugh-out-loud, quietly devastating story about grief, glitter, and the families we find when we least expect it.

Natalie is an orphan who is bullied and depressed, but is adopted by Taylor Swift's family. Then, her entire life changes.

rescued and adopted by Taylor Swift After a tragic accident, Bella and her cousin George are the only ones left in their family. What will happen when Taylor finds them?

Taylor Swift x daughter oneshots

They're in high school. It's a wlw story. Willow isn't exactly a nerd, but she's one of the smarter kids-brown curls, 172 cm, quiet, private. What no one knows is that she's the daughter of Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce. She keeps her head down, her circle small, because if people ever found out, it would be chaos-phones, rumors, fake friends. She's fine fading into the background. Then there's Olivia: the cheerleader everyone notices. Blonde, golden, 165 cm, always laughing too loud with her friends, perfectly posed without trying. The kind of girl who owns the hallway. Everyone either wants to be her-or be with her. Willow kind of wants both. They're not really friends, but in shared classes they drift toward each other. Sit in the back. Trade notes. Whisper jokes that no one else gets. Sometimes it almost feels like something real-until the bell rings and Olivia goes back to her world. Outside class, she's all bright smiles and boyfriends, pretending Willow doesn't exist. Willow tells herself it's fine, but every glance, every too-long touch, every half-smile gets harder to shake. She knows Olivia's not for her. But she can't stop wondering-if that look meant something, if the hand brush in class wasn't an accident, if Olivia knows exactly what she's doing. And soon, Willow's going to find out.