Lover: Where's Debut, Fearless and Speak Now?
Midnights: They're playing hide and seek.
Lover: Where?
Midnights: I don't think you get how this game works.
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Debut: Why isn’t the statue smirking at me?
Evermore: It isn’t smirking at anyone. They’re all just imagining it.
Midnights: Three of us saw it, Evermore. How do you explain that?
Evermore: *points at Midnights* Sleep deprivation. *points at Reputation* Paranoia. *points at Folklore* Delusional personality disorder.
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RED: Looking left cause you don’t treat me right.
1989: Looking right because you left.
Speak Now: Looking up cause you let me down.
Evermore: Looking down cause you fucked up.
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1989: Can I be frank with you guys?
Evermore: Sure, but I don’t see how changing your name is gonna help.
Lover: Can I still be Lover?
Evermore: Shh, let Frank speak.
Reputation: And you two are supposed to be the geniuses?
Midnights: Hush, Frank has something on her heart.
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Midnights: What if the person who named Walkie Talkies named everything?
Lover: Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies
RED: Socks are Feetie Heaties
Debut: Forks are Stabby Grabbies
1989: Defibrillators are Heartie Starties
Speak Now: Nightmares are Dreamy Screamies
Fearless: Stamps are Lickie Stickies
Evermore: That hurt to hear.
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Midnights: There is no future. there is no past. Do you see? Time is simultaneous, an intricately structured jewel that humans insist on viewing one edge at a time, when the whole design is visible in every facet.
Lover: ...
Fearless: ...
Debut: ...
Everyone Else At Midnights Surprise Birthday Party: ...
1989: All I asked was if you wanted to cut your birthday cake first.
Midnights, softly: No. Lover can cut it. She's best with keeping even slices
1989: *silently slides the cake over to Lover, who's gently taking the knife from Reputation before she stabs someone*
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*Debut running past the snack table where Lover is standing*
Lover: What do you have?
Debut, giggling like a gremlin: A kNiFe!
Lover, taking off after her: nO!
Reputation turns to Midnights, who's laughing: Why did you give her a knife?
Midnights: I told her to go hide it.
Reputation: Okay, let me rephrase, who's knife did you give to her?
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Fanfiction▪︎Taylor Swift albums personified. ▪︎Incorrect album quotes. ▪︎One shots. ▪︎Ships: 'Debut × Fearless 'RED × Evermore '1989 × Midnights 'Reputation × Lover 'Folklore × The Tortured Poets Department ▪︎Absolute choas ensues...
