𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬 ✧ 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐞

We always thought it would be easy - or at least, easier than this. Starting a family was the next chapter we were so ready for. After years of tour buses, locker rooms, sold-out stadiums, and quiet nights tangled up on the couch, we finally looked at each other and said, "Let's do it. Let's build something even bigger - a family." I imagined it all: the baby shoes lined up in the hallway, lullabies replacing love songs, tiny fingers wrapping around ours. Travis would be the kind of dad who cried at every school play and coached little league with a heart too big for his chest. And me? I just wanted to see my whole world in someone's eyes. But when the doctor sat me down, everything changed. Low ovarian reserve. Those words echoed like thunder, even as I smiled politely and nodded like I understood what that meant. All I really heard was, You might never have a child of your own. IVF became our lifeline - our monthly ritual of hope and heartbreak. Shots. Pills. Early mornings. Hormones that made me feel like I was spinning out of control. We did it all for three years. Three long, soul-tearing years. Each cycle brought a new wave of belief and then... nothing. No heartbeat on the screen. No nursery to paint. Just silence and more space where dreams were supposed to go. Travis held me every time I broke. He never tried to fix it - just sat with me in the quiet, wiping my tears, whispering, "We'll figure this out, baby. We will." And one night, after another failed round and hours of holding each other on the kitchen floor, we finally said the words that changed everything. "Maybe our child isn't supposed to come from me." It felt like letting go and holding on at the same time. We didn't give up on our dream. We just found a new way to meet it. A different kind of miracle. And somewhere out there, a child is waiting - just like we are. Not born from my body... but born for us.

Just a bunch of short Tayvis stories, for the most part. Includes LOTS of drama and a little angst/comfort

What if Taylor Swift had a little sister? Born in 2008, Maeve is the youngest in the Swift family. What is life like when your sister is one of the most famous pop stars in the world? DISCLAIMER: This is fic consists in jumps in time. One chapter you may be in the past, the next one in the present alright? This mainly shows the daily life.

Travis Kelce didn't expect to find a little girl hiding in the football stadium after football practice... and Taylor Swift definitely didn't expect to be leaving the parking lot with a child in the back seat when she picked him up. Seven-year-old Charlie Bennett wasn't supposed to be in that stadium. But when the world left her behind - when her parents gave up, checked out, and stopped caring - Charlie learned how to survive in silence. She never expected kindness, never trusted safety, and certainly never believed that anyone would love her. She'd only ever known what love wasn't. Her parents forgot to feed her, left her at home alone, and told her every day that she was a disappointment because she was a girl, not another son. Her whole life had been about being invisible - about not being a burden. Taylor and Travis had talked about kids before. Someday. One day. After the season, after the Tour, in the future, when things had settled down. But nothing in life had prepared them for Charlie. For the moment when a scared little girl with tangled hair, a tattered football sweater and tired eyes quietly climbed into their hearts that December night and changed everything. Because Taylor and Travis didn't look away. They didn't turn around or pass her off to someone else. They saw her. And for the first time, Charlie felt like maybe... just maybe... she was worthy of the kind of love she'd only ever read about in picture books.

Collab between andshechewsonthem and xtaytayswiftiex Posted on both accounts with exact same cover, description and content so you can read on whatever account you choose. Chapters will be posted at the same time. The story of twins who somehow never met due to a split between their parents and some slightly wrong choices made when emotions were high. When their parents (Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce) finally decide its time to come back to each other they assumed the hard part would be working out the relationship, however it turns out to be reuniting the twins at the awkward toddler age.

𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬 ✧ 𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥

𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐬 ✧ 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮

𝐓𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐨𝐫 𝐒𝐰𝐢𝐟𝐭 ✧ 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐞, 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠, 𝐃𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞.

A story exploring Taylor and Travis' journey to parenthood.