As the Reputation Stadium Tour draws to a close, tensions between Taylor Swift and her boyfriend Joe Alwyn reach a boiling point, leading Taylor to storm out in the midst of a heated argument. Seeking solace in alcohol, she finds herself entangled with a stranger, the events of the night becoming a blur in her memory. Wrestling with guilt and uncertainty, Taylor chooses to conceal her infidelity from Joe. Weeks later, the news of her pregnancy shatters Taylor's world, prompting Joe to depart upon learning the truth. He isn't the father. For the following five years, Taylor commits herself to single parenthood, vowing to steer clear of romantic involvement. But fate has other plans in store for her when she crosses paths with Travis Kelce, a striking and enigmatic tight end. Despite her best efforts to guard her heart, Taylor finds herself drawn to Travis in a way she hadn't thought possible. Yet, amidst the burgeoning attraction, Taylor can't shake the feeling that there's something hauntingly familiar about Travis, a nagging sense of déjà vu that whispers of past mistakes and regrets. #1 in United States 07/14/24

Ardheene Faith, Actor slash activist from London. Private life all she wants, and she was able to keep her life private until The singer songwriter hired an investigator to find out where Ardheene's whereabouts, to find none. Intrigued to put it softly, Swift absolutely captivated by the actress gentleness and quiet persona. Only took one splash of wine took Ardheene mind spiraling about certain blonde. Taylor would've made such a lovely bride, what a shame she is fucked in the head, they said. * "I- i had to hire private instigator for you! Would be easier if you use Styles as your stage name." The blonde rolled her eyes for the amount of time and money she spend just to find her ex's cousin. "Because you dated the other Styles?" Dheene raised her eyebrow at the blonde. When she first saw her at the Met, she didnt realized she was Harry's Ex because how different her looks from the teenager version of the country turned popstar princess. "I would ask Harry and we'd meet months ago." ************* Taylor Swift x OC Mature Content Copy right to Miss Taylor Swift herself And The Author @from199x -Pure fanfiction. never assumed anyone sexuality- (This is fanfiction based on imagery characters. I DO NOT own any song or any indication it belongs to Taylor Swift's only. Do not copy or steal the plotline. It will get reported immediately.) ©from199x

"I'll sue you for slander." "Well, that would prove my point, wouldn't it?" IN WHICH - Dorothea Madison is a wife and mother who is supposedly living her dream life in The Lakes, an Upstate New York suburb known for its nature and happy people. She has the house, the kid, and the pride of her job as an entertainment content writer for a major publication in NYC. On paper, and according to her Follower counts, she has it all. But even having the *perfect* life gets a little boring, and so one day she decides to take one of her writing assignments a little off-script. Little does she know that Taylor Swift, AKA the subject of her article, would not find this little attempt at escaping boredom to be the least bit entertaining. *Note: This is a work of fanfiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. *This is an original work of mine. Please do not reproduce or copy this story in any way. Any evidence of this will be reported.*

"ᵐᵃᵈᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵐᵃʳᵏ ᵒⁿ ᵐᵉ, ᵃ ᵍᵒˡᵈᵉⁿ ᵗᵃᵗᵗᵒᵒ" 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘥𝘺𝘭𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘢𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥𝘭𝘺 𝘣𝘦𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳?

Assassin has been assigned to assassinate Taylor started : 1-3-2025 finished : -

New York, 1990. A city held together by lights, surface, and silence. In rooms scented with champagne and expectation, a woman like Taylor Swift was less a person than a performance - polished, rehearsed, and kept intact by the hands of those who claimed to know what was best for her. Her team managed her, her parents shaped her, the public adored her, and beneath all of it she remained - watching, calculating, enduring. At twenty-five, she had already learned the art of withholding. There was power in being looked at, but more in knowing when not to speak. She understood exactly how to give people what they wanted. What she hadn't yet learned was what she wanted herself. Eva Marlow was not meant to change that. A young actress with a name just beginning to circulate and a face not yet smoothed by fame, Eva entered the picture like a slip - something accidental, perhaps forgettable. But there are encounters that make memory behave differently. They don't announce themselves as pivotal. They unfold slowly, then all at once. This is the story of what happens when the performance slips, and something real presses up from underneath. Not in the eyes of the public, but in the spaces no one was meant to see. - My house of stone. Your ivy grows. And now I'm covered in you. - - So yeah, it's a fire. It's a goddamn blaze in the dark and you started it. You started it. -

baby. i could get used to calling her that. a story in which two life long best friends fall in love. TW: - self harm - depressive themes - abuse