Taylor Swift Album Fanfic

IN WHICH: violet's best friend makes her give a bracelet with her number on it to taylor swift as a joke and taylor takes it seriously. [taylor swift x o.c.]

Speak Now is a young, careless woman. Her friends would describe her as the sweetest and fearless person. And she was. But when she started dating that John guy back when she was in college, the sparks of her personality started fading more and more. She wasn't seeing her friends as much as before. They started worrying. Turns out that John was possessive and abusive with her, but she couldn't just leave him... out of pity. Following her bestie's advice, she booked a therapy appointment. But when she met that therapist named Folklore, something in her changed. Hope.

Lover has always dreamed of becoming a famous singer, her heart set on sharing her voice with the world. But her life at home is far from harmonious. Her abusive mother has strict expectations, demanding that Lover follow in her footsteps and become a doctor-something she has no passion for. The pressure is suffocating, and the emotional weight of her mother's control drives Lover to a breaking point. Desperate to escape and chase her dreams, Lover makes the bold decision to run away, leaving her toxic home life behind. She moves to a new city where she lands a job at a prestigious music venue, determined to turn her dreams into reality. There, she meets Reputation, the enigmatic and powerful owner of the venue, who has a reputation for being tough but fair. As they work closely together, Lover finds herself falling for her boss, despite Reputation's aloof exterior and the boundaries she keeps. Reputation, in turn, is drawn to Lover's passion and fire, but is wary of mixing business with personal feelings. As their attraction deepens, Lover is faced with the challenge of balancing her new life, her burgeoning career, and the emotional scars from her past. In this story of love, ambition, and breaking free from the past, Lover must decide if she can trust herself-and Reputation-with her heart, while chasing the dream she's always longed for.

tay and y/n (daughter) oneshots 🫶🫶 open to requests will be updated as often as possible x 🤍🤍🤍

Why don't you love me? I just want you to love me. What if Taylor Swift had a toddler. Ophelia Swift has known nothing but negelct and loneliness her entire life. Really angsty.

Jade a bunch of Jade and Tori one shots when I have ideas but don't feel like making full stories

Y/N Y/L/N had always been the black sheep of her family, the one who never truly belonged. It wasn't her family who raised her. It was Taylor. Taylor had been there for as long as Y/N could remember, making sure she was safe, fed, and cared for. But to Y/N, Taylor wasn't just the person who took care of her. She was everything. Her home. Her world. The love of her life. But the world outside wasn't as kind. Because Y/N was always seen with Taylor, the kids at school never let her forget it. The whispers followed her wherever she went, venomous and cruel. Pathetic. Worthless. A stray Taylor picked up out of pity. They shoved her in the halls, knocked books out of her hands, and scribbled insults across her desk. Sometimes, it got worse-sharp pinches when no one was looking, stolen belongings, threats muttered under their breath. But Y/N never told Taylor. How could she? Taylor had done everything for her, given her a life when no one else would. The last thing Y/N wanted was to be a burden. So she smiled when she got home, hid the bruises beneath long sleeves, and laughed like nothing was wrong. Taylor never knew. And Y/N suffered in silence.

"So you're the new student", she said with a cold tone. Her tongue slid over her red lipstick, before she glanced down at me. Immediately I catched myself feeling submissive. "Uhm yeah Iam Y/N Y/L/N", I answered trying not to give in her blue eyes. They were so pretty. -------------------------------------- Y/N finally experiences the kind of love she's only ever dreamed of-the kind that pulls her from the darkness of an abusive past and into the arms of someone who seems to cherish her, protect her, and show her what real love is supposed to be. But is it truly love, or just another kind of cage? Is their tenderness genuine, or is it merely the mask of something far more possessive, far more consuming? As she falls deeper, she must ask herself: has she been saved, or has she only stepped into a different kind of trap? Teacher Taylor Swift X Reader the first one got deleted, so Iam writing a new story:) This story contains also Travis Kelce:)

Once, the world knew her voice. Now, they call her Dr.Swift. At forty, Taylor has traded stadium lights for chalkboards, hiding her past behind sharp rules and a strict syllabus. Her students know who she was, but not who she is now-and that's how she likes it. She doesn't notice her students...until she does. Until Evelyn. There's something about the quiet girl in the back row that Taylor can't ignore. The way she listens, the way she writes, the way her silence feels louder than words. But Taylor knows better than anyone: she's her professor, and the rules are clear. They can't be together. Or can they? 🥇taylorswiftfanfic 2/20/26 🥈Taylorswiftfanfic 2/18/26