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HALO HIDIN' MY OBSESSION - Taylor Swift x Reader
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Complete, First published Aug 11
Mature
You've been a Swiftie for nine years. You've written gay Taylor Swift fanfiction (and made progressively less appropriate Tumblr posts) for over three, and you've even grown a small fanbase of your own. You never thought this stupid habit would amount to anything.

It all bites you in the ass when you get a personal invite to Taylor's reputation Secret Sessions.

Fem!Reader x Taylor Swift fanfiction. No use of Y/N. Explicit sexual content (18+).
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Prologue The sound of her own heartbeat was deafening. Taylor stood frozen in the dark, her breath ragged, her palms slick. She lifted her hands slowly, staring down at them. Red. Streaked across her fingers, staining the lines of her skin. Her chest rose and fell in uneven gasps, the metallic scent of blood clinging to the night air. She swallowed hard, trying to steady herself, but her throat burned. The world felt tilted, wrong-like the universe had shifted in one violent second and left her standing in the wreckage. Somewhere behind her, voices called her name. Desperate. Urgent. She shut her eyes tight, pressing her bloody hands to her chest as if that could erase what she'd done. She whispered into the night, a plea more than a prayer. "No one can ever know." And then-darkness.