"She's mad, Taylor! Obviously you shouldn't keep feeding into her insanity!" "Yeah, I know. But it takes one to know one." -- Vienna Blanton doesn't hate Taylor Swift. She just has a grudge and a strong disliking of the singer. Although when she drunkenly tells a livestream this, the internet doesn't understand. Suddenly she's the new hot gossip, with her face painted onto the cover of every magazine. No matter how many times she refreshes her Instagram feed, she can't escape the drama. It wasn't meant to spiral out of control, and Vienna definitely didn't want to have Taylor Swift as a public enemy. Unfortunately for her, not everything goes according to plan. To release her stress, she finds comfort in an unknown number online that she accidentally dialed. Olivia, she goes by. A one time message turns into daily conversation, and soon they become friends. Or more. Vivi and Olivia. Both of them are lying to each other, trying to hide their real identity. What would happen when they find out they actually already know each other? -- This story contains serious topics that may be triggering to some readers. Please read at your own discretion, and put yourself and your mental health first. Also, this story is mature, and contains some scenes that aren't appropriate for younger readers. -- I do not own Taylor or any of her work. I only own my own characters, including Vienna, her friends, and other characters. Please ask before you use them! Do not translate this story. Do not steal this story. Please ask for permission before using anything from it. Love you lots! #1 in swiftie #1 in folklore

Taylor Alison Swift isn't just a CEO - she's a legacy. A former global pop star turned billionaire powerbroker, she commands boardrooms the same way she once commanded stadiums: flawlessly, mercilessly, and in heels sharp enough to kill. She built an empire. She retired the fame. She doesn't look back. The new intern wasn't supposed to catch her eye. She wasn't supposed to have a mouth made for sin or a stare that challenged Taylor's control. She wasn't supposed to look like temptation wrapped in inexperience, offering herself up like a secret too dangerous to keep. Taylor hires her anyway. And then she breaks every rule in the handbook-starting with the one that says you don't bend your intern over the desk. But lust has teeth. Obsession has a clock. And when their filthy little arrangement starts to taste like more, Taylor has to ask herself: How much power is she willing to lose... for a girl who was hired to kneel?

This fanfic is from the eras' POV during all of taylor's careere with tansion and dramas. ((THIS IS TO CELEBRATE THE LIFE OF A SHOWGIRL, ALL THE ALBUM STUFF BELONGS TO TAYLOR SWIFT HERSELF))

Taylor Swift Album Fanfic

1989 has always been quiet and tried not to stand out or cause problems. Midnights is the complete opposite, she is popular, loud and has tons of friends, on top of that she often gets into trouble. Could there be anything that these two girls have in common? #1 in #198nights- 07.12.24 #1 in #lovertation- 14.02.25