ok swifties i put my writing skills to an eras fanfic yes you read that correctly
My attempt an an eras fanfic lol Lol my fanfic era haha
[Based some elements on alef vernons eras art, specifically tayrealm/eras swords, this fan fic is non-canon to alef vernons work (unless you decide to get inspo from some of these scenes/stories, which i dont mind!!!) Just a big, for-fun, non-profit swiftie contribution to the fandom!!!! All stories are here on tumblr for free!!! For all the swifties (: and....Taylor??? (': ]
YUP AND SETTING IS THE LOVER HOUSE
~CHAPTER 1~
"Its been a long time coming!!!" Lover exhaled at the sight of her first order of crunchwrapped burritos rep had plopped on the table.
"You owe me, Love" rep uttered dryly, through a smile.
"Ha." chuffing coyly, lover could see right through rep, as always, knowing her edge was just for show. "I cant make any promises, but ill make you a drink." she grinned, and shyly dragged the warm package close to her.
"FOOD????" A disasterous cacophany of cowboy boots stomped down the spiral staircase. A Barely brushed, half-haggardly stumbling, debut.
"Not for you 'bu!" Rep waved over to her. "But sharing is caring!!!" debut exclaimed, "y'all know i was the first to move in here but the perks??? Dryer than snakeskin in the sahara desert. cant i get, like, special dibs on food????"
" 'Bu is right, sharing is caring!" lover scrunched her face in endearment toward debut. After all, being the youngest of the bunch, she rarely goes out too much on her own, and is always looking from the Outside. "get over here."
Wild curls, reveling in their early morning pre-brush reign, rattled and bounced as debut skipped across the living room into the kitchen.
"I ordered double,... Triple actually. i knew you and fearless would catch me now," lover winked.
"Fearless is asleep, but you can eat upstairs and bring her breakfast in bed this morning...."
"....Like a princess!" lover and debut chimed in unison.
'Bu beamed. She always had a soft spot for lover. After all. Shell never forget when she asked for all her old journals and had them organized and read out. She always had something wise to say about debuts wild shenanigans. She saw debut's wild fire almost as much as….
"HAS ANYONE SEEN THE BUTTERFLY I LEFT ON THE WINDOWSILL!?"
jars clattering and clanging can be heard from the kitchen, but its origins are far from it.
"Folklore what did you bring in the house THIS TIME!?" Rep exclaimed.
"IT WAS A RARE MORPH!" Her Footsteps slow ombre toward the kitchen, clatter and clinking of jars accompanied her.
she appeared with her typically umkept hair, yet somehow still harmonious with her tattered nightgown, always trailed by moss or leaves, despite always swearing she slept in the house the entire time (almost, at least)
"I found a rare dead monarch morph yesterday and left it by the windowsill, i hadnt preserved it yet cause i was due to go out to get some more supplies… Have any of you seen it…?"
"Listen i may be the snake of the group but i havent seen your butterfly, fol."
"Damn it!!! It was rare!!!! "
"I was THERE!" red skittered down the stairs to defend folklores lost claim.
red can usually be seen trailing behind folklore, Jittery and in endearingly awkward humor, in her squirrel pattern pijamas or squirrel morph, gathering up nuts of the chaotic kind.
"I remember it all too well... she placed it on the window sill last night."
Debut uttered a small squeak and looked at lover, while pointing to speak now's room.
Folklore caught the subtleties.
" speak now took my butterfly?"
"No…" Rep caught on.
Low rumbling Sounds emerged from speaknow's room.
"Oh…."
" its her time of month, isnt it?"
Smoke rose from the cat door as it slowly creaked open….. Scratches were heard from the door that seemed like a small pet. But Who emerged was far from it… a dragon, barely fitting the size of the door nonetheless.
"Yup" all said in unison.
"Looks like you skip breakfast today speak," Rep said.
"Yall never get me my cravings before they start!!! " she explained through her chewing. "So i had to resort to folklores room!!!" Speak rumbled, before coughing up some ash over folklore.
Omg Sorry!!! Morning voice :(
Nah, folklore waved a hand in the air. "Im covered in dirt anyways."
"But….i didnt eat the butterfly, swear. a muffled, cronching speak insisted. "Snacked on some of the wisterias though. Sorry :("
"Thats okay, i planted those for you :)"
Speak now: ……(:
"Well, then if you didnt then…."
Sounds of heaving were very audiably going down the stairs.
"Speak- speakn-n now isnt the only enchanted one here …" debut stuttered.
Yeah, we got merideth olivia, benji thats taken care of by…
An auburn cat emerges, looking sickly.
"Evermore…"
"EVERMORE YOU KNOW THOSE ARE POISONOUS!" folklore exclaimed.
"reeellalaax, im not THAT fucked in the head." evermore said through the coughs, " the butterfly? Oh thats GONE," evermore explained.
"Emergency spell last night, i have to show up for work today, and i cant show up to work LIKE THIS, im a monster on my time of month you know….. im not some fae that sprout wings once a month," she glared at folklore playfully.
"Ha, ha." Well, in MY OPINION… you should show up to work in whatever form of your nature."
"Im just as dignified;" evermore adds. but the spring lunar cycles are always that damn season for allergies…."
Folklore teased a smile. "Either way, i guess you cant pass my wrath this time."
Evermore took out a small jar of ember sap and took a sip. Smoke suddenly filled the room as a golden orb appeared around evermore, growing until she returned to her human form again.
"Thats MUCH BETTER." evermore straightened her terra cotta tone dress adjusting the frills and evergreen cape. "a temporary potion, but...As a high sorceress you think i'd get used to this by now, but im ashamed im probably still fucked in the head. I'll never remember to prep for these spring allergies."
Eras fanfic (updated 3/31/23)
-CHAPTER 2: JUMP THEN FALL-
Now that the dust had settled, the eras scattered to their respective morning dues.
Debut skittered upstairs with the breakfast burrito lover gave her and her plus one, eager to share it with her room neighbor.
Debut slowly peeked into fearless' room slowly creeped near her bed and… "…FEARLESS! BURRITO!!!"
fearless' wild curls covered her whole face, looking like a golden shrub that took over the sheets.
Debut tossed the burrito over any way, getting absorbed in the golden shrub.
"The scent should wake you up sleepyhead!!! commiting to the princess motif, arent you?"
"Mmmmhhh… whats going on…???"
Her mind caught up to the added warmth over her shoulder, and felt for its location without raising her face.
"Cmon!!! We can eat together by the patio. My burritos already getting cold!!!
Fearless finally turned over, sighing. Shes always one of the last to wake in the mornings, but was hardly ever grouchy. She tossed her hair out of her own face, and beamed deviously at debut.
"Its speak nows enchanted week right? Her time of month?"
"Yeah. She was the center of folklores butterfly fiasco this morning… Until it was evermore….."
"But thats a great excuse…." Fearless smiled.
" ....to have her fire our burritos."
debut burst out with a laugh "see ive always liked the way you think," "RACE YOU TO THE BATHROOM??? looks like ill win this time i got a head start!!!!"
"NOT ON MY WATCH !!!!" fearless sprang out of bed, and suddenly two wild golden streaks lined the hallways.
thinking they reached the bathroom, they burst in .
They bumped into the newest member of the family, and her room
Oh where are YOU TWO little rascals up to???
Ooohhh sorry midnights!!!!! We keep forgetting this rooms repurposed." Fearless looks flushed as she and debut look at eachother.
"No worries," midnights assured. She quickly turned to the erratically tweaking and ticking artisan grandmother clock she had been working on.
Ever since she moved in, Midnights room has been an enigma. Always hearing a plethora of creaks, tuning and turning gears in the middle of the night. None of the eras ever took the time to ask what was going on, and only assumed that midnights never desired to be bothered by such a question.
Now… debut and fearless wouldnt had dared step in hadnt they been serendipitously distracted by their competition… But now that they were here….
debut backed and turned away, with fearless hesitantly… turning back.
"What-…. Whatcha workin' on????"
Clinks and tinkering sounds of a pleaseant volume accompanied their conversation.
Ohhh, just a bit for a trip im taking…
"Ooohh!!!! Where are you going?? " fearless asked.
Debut tapped fearless on the shoulder. " more like when…. "
Suddenly what fearless hadnt noticed took form around her. A moving board of Maps of several time periods of each era mapped out on its cork wall, along with various equations, calculations and mysterious locations.
The room in fact was leviathan, ceilings raised up higher than the roof of the lover house itself, as well as its shape greatly mismatching. Rounded, it looked like a library belonging to an old castle rather than the refurbished bathroom fearless and debut had mistaken it for previously. walls stacked with books upon books, wooden bookshelves with a coat of midnight blue yet with edges fading. despite midnights new addition, it was as if time ran its course over them. wood embedded dividers of each section, portruding as intricate wooden carvings, lines parallelling then intertwining and streaking in parallell yet again. The heart beat of time echoing through the ceiling taken from a cathedral. The whole ambiance crisp, yet cold, as if the air from the room originated from elsewhere, as if midnights room was enchanted itself.
"Can we uhh… Take a look at your room??? Uh, weve never been here before and … It looks pretty neat." Fearless voice echoed, bouncing off the cielings. She mustered up some more confidence quickly, upon detecting midnights chilled nature.
"Sure, just dont touch anything."
Midnights spoke in a calm yet slightly stern voice, carring wisdom effortlessly with each intonation. A voice that could get even Fearless and debuts' fire to settle.
"Okay, " debut and fearless agreed.
The motioned across the room to a far corner, that had aisles of ancient looking artifacts that seemed engulfed in lore and story.
Debut and fearless could not resist, swords of different eras displayed, each with its set place to rest.
"Wow…. I never knew we had this much stuff…" Debut said in a hushed tone, in awe of the sythe before her.
"Omg look!!! Theres one for evermore and folklore too!! ….woah…. Does that mean i have one too??"
Fearless pitter pattered ahead of debut to the second aisle, And caught the glint of a golden sword..
"LOOK, Debut!! I HAVE ONE!!!!"
Debut caught up with fearless , careful to stay a safe distance from the swords.
"Lookk this is soooo cool and look you have one!!!"
Fearless' sword looked like an intricate key, while debuts looked mirrored like the surface of a lake.
She leaned in for a closer look.
"This is so neat…. " fearless' voice seemed to trail off.
"Yeah. I never knew we had this… Pretty cool. We can look more later though fearless, im actually kind of hungry…."
"Me… Tooo…." Fearless was entranced by the gleaming glint of her sword, which suddenly started glowing.
Oh my gosh, YOURE glowing!
"Yeah, its cool, the sword is doing that !!"
"No, YOURE GLOWING!"
fearless looked at her own hands and arms. Slowly, the glow overtook her whole form and brightened, enveloping her in golden light, glowing just under brightness that you could still see fearless astonishment.
"Debut!!!! Whats happening!!!"
"I dont know!!!"
From the bottom up, fearless started disintegrating, becoming golden glitter flecks that began to funnel into the fearless sword.
"FEARLESS OH MY GOD!!! MIDNIGHTS!!!"
Midnights overheard the commotion and sprang to the scene in the back of the room, taking a few moments to reach the far corner where fearless sword was.
Skittering through the last aisle, midnights exclaimed " I told you not to touch anything!!!"
"We didnt!!!" Debut and fearless said in unison, before a partly departed fearless wholly dissapeared into embellished gleams of light, warping into the center of the fearless sword.
"FEARLESS!!!!!"
debut cried. " WHAT HAPPENED TO HER!! SHE DIED DEAD, IM SURE SHE DIED DEAD!!!"
"You NEED to calm down, debut" midnights somberly put her hand on her shoulder
" i shouldve taken this into the equation..."
"What do you mean??"
Well…. Quantum entanglement. You wouldnt-
Debuts eyes glared for awnsers.
Midnights sighed. " you know that each of you have a ceartain quality to you that makes you unique right?"
"Yeah."
"And like attracts like?"
"Yeeeahh...???" Debuts brows furrowed.
"Well what if i told you... ive been masterminding with other versions of each of you that exist through space time???"
"Uhhh… Wouldnt you need PERMISSION FOR THAT???"
"well…. Thats the thing…. I didnt have time to ask for permission…."
What do you mean??? Are we in trouble???
….sort of…? You have…. A chance to be locked in this house forever if i hadnt stepped in…. Well. Except lover.
Permission was taken from us…why is just lover safe??? Whats so special about lover??? (except the fact that she is literally my MOTHER compared to y'all. Debut thinks to herself.)
"Its…. A lot to explain." The important thing for you to know is that where fearless is, is safe…. Shell be taken care of, by … Herself."
"WHAT!? SHES TRAPPED THERE ALL ALONE??? OH MY GOD HOW COULD YOU!!"
"Debut please! Im telling you… Shes not alone…. Shes with herself…. Her other self….."
-CHAPTER 3 THE FEARLESS REALM-
HEY GUYS…? where- where am i…???? Guys????"
An eerie silence filled the grass clearing.
Fearless plopped on the grass, limbs still spread as she then sat up.
A grumbling noise caught her attention.
"…Damn it. I never got to eat the breakfast burrito. "
"Yeah im never getting outta here."
"You could always touch grass" a voice echoed from the shrubbery.
"i AM touching grass." fearlessly immediately awnsered but quickly realized ... Who- what? This this strangers tomfoolery was untimely. fearless snapped, "Are you saying that literally touching grass is not enough??? what do you want me to do, eat it???"
"Sure, thats what i'd do"
Out of the bushes arrived, perhaps just in time…
"A white horse!?"
Yeah yeah, get on. Its not too late, she winked.
"Hmmm. Red taught me not to just get on any white horse though…"
"Ohh, but im not just any white horse."
The horse began to Emit an off white aura gruadually shining brighter in intensity as she clopped closer to fearless.
"More GLOWING? im getting in trouble again." fearless backed away slightly, still sitting on the soft grass, gripping it in anxiousness.
A white orb enveloped the horse, and out from it appeared a tall blonde woman, much older than fearless.
Why do you look like..?
"Hi, im you, (uh, your, version.)"
Taylors version?? What do you mean??
"Well…. Thats not important right now, i just need to get you somewhere safe so … Just follow me."
Fearless tv took fearless' hand leading her into the deeper forest.
Fearless tv whistled, and upon doing so, a heard of white horses galloped to her.
She approached one of them and mounted, and extended her hand to fearless.
You couldnt trust me back there, how about now?
She took her hand and said " well why would i trust a white horse ive never seen before???"
"Hmmm… Red taught you well…. But sometimes… The road is trecherous, and theres no choice so you better hold on!!!"
…."Heyah!"
The herd of white horses picked up great speed, something fearless was usually used to, but in this big new world without her old friends around, she definately felt more unsure of everything."
The forest eventually cleared, and what was before her was a castle, a tower at the center.
"Were home." fearless tv sighed.
Two cats lined the door immediately.
"Fearless tv where HAVE you been? 5 minutes late to dinner again!" Screeched a demanding Meredith.
"Calm down Meredith" Benjamin pleaded. its always like this with you, cant you trust her a bit? She gives us The best pets in the Tayrealm, have a little faith."
"There's literally MULTIPLES of her now? and she still manages to be late." Meredith scoffed.
Fearless tv sighed, leaning over the cats.
"....Hey guys." She beamed, smiling with her eyes.
"Wheres ....?"
"Oh, shes already eaten all the jars full of the enchanted honey from the evermore tree you gathered, and went out for more."
"She travelled that far AGAIN?" Fearless exclaimed.
Benjamin rolled his eyes. "Yeah, we keep telling her its an addiction, but she says she has it """under control""" air quoting with his paws.
rustling from the leaves near the castle entrance caught all of their eyes, fearless tv already rolling hers for days expecting what was to be.
"De-de-de-de HEY GUYS ITS DIBBLES"
A honey-ridden, sticky cat appears, holding many jars in her sling pack.
"Oh dibbles…. Honey…" fearless tv sighed affectionately. Lets get you cleaned up… Oh dear."
Fearless stood there, onlooking the ordeal.
Olivia, or dibbles , as she was known, teetered a few steps before falling into her back; looking like a fuzzy honey-glazed seal.
Fearless tv slowly picked up the drunk cat, and extended her now sticky hand due to olivias shenanigans, but quickly retracted realizing fearless would rather stay honeyless. She nodded her head in the direction of inside.
"Come in, fearless, after all my home is your home," she winked.
Fearless modestly stepped in, and took a gander at all the trinkets inside.
awards lined the shelves…. From fearless eras past… Fearless walked slowly around them, wondering how they too reside here. "This must be some weird mirror dimension…." She said to herself.
"Looking at all those ceartainly makes you feel nostalgic doesnt it?" Fearless tv peeked from the washroom.
"Yeah…. So are you like a doppleganger or something???"
"Eh…. Sort of" fearless tv replied "i mean…. Yeah."
"….like an older doppleganger… Lets just say youve needed to revisit your past a little bit …. In the future."
"Oohhh why? Did all the fans love fearless that MUCH?"
"….WELL…. well, you know what yeah actually. Its why you could revisit them the way you did" fearless tv winked.
Light from the washroom caught her shirt, partially wet from olivia wrestling her way into the bathtub. Light streaked eyes, which held a great more deal of knowing over fearless, yet held the same fired embers, still hot, but emitting a golden love. instead of wearing her usual dress a men's blouse was worn…. From a love story older than time.
"Anyways… I think its best ill explain a bit more over dinner… What would you like?"
"It all seems all warped over here…" Fearless pondered for a moment. "youre older, well…. Im…. Uh.. Youre older..? This is confusing."
Fearless tv cracked a smile. "Bet."
"but…. everything seems clocked back like a gazillion years…. But well…..
Do y'all have chicken tenders???"
-To be updated-
Updated 4/2/23
-Chapter 3- FROZEN BEHIND GLASS
Back in the lover house, midnights had called a meeting amoungst all the eras as to brief them of the happenings in her bedroom. She left a note on the door with a joke they all make when theres a problem to take the edge off of the suspense, at least until they had all gathered around. All the eras congregated in the kitchen over a bit of a meal, some sugar cookies with the last scrape of the chai icing folklore had made for her and evermores small at-home baking business. (Speak now had devoured the other 13 batches earlier that morning, in typical dragon fashion). With debut trailing behind her, wide eyed with unceartainty, midnights tapped the edge of a champagne glass, refrencing the notes on the doors all the eras recognized…. There was a problem. a champagne problem.
"What did FOLKLORE do this time?????"
Rep always assumed folkore brought some other mythical creature into the house AGAIN.
"WHY ARE YOU COMPLAINING REP? we have a literal DRAGON in our kitchen and youre a SNAKE."
Rep hissed. but im a HOUSE snake and speak now isnt always covered in enchanted moss and pollen that brings up evermores allergies at springtime. She waved.
"YEAH! and then i just stay cooped up in my room with em trying to make another spell for every new moss and pollen variety folklore encounters!….. Not that…. I mind hovering over my cauldron, but you know, a bit of ATTENTION WOULD BE NICE!!!"
"calm DOWN," Lover interviened. "Youre just mad you couldnt go on our long pond trip for folklore's birthday three summers ago."
"And what if i am??? WHAT DID I GET ON MY BIRTHDAY WHEN YALL GOT BACK? ALLERGIES."
Folklore chimed in slowly…. "evermore…??? Ive been dabbling in some magic lately and…. " she handed her a golden sap elixr with wisteria and diced leaves of sweet tea."
Evermore examined the jar with her keen Sylvan Eyes. "Folkore…!?!?? this is an expert level spell. Where did you learn to do this!!??"
"Yy- your books?" She smiled cautiously.
Evermores expression of confusion swerved into relived realization. " i KNEW i wasnt crazy! i could TELL you were in my room! my allergies were extra bad this month!…. You… Made this for me???"
Folkore shyly nodded, looking at the floor and then up at evermore. "Surprise?"
Evermore screwed open the jar, and the sweetest mangle of sweet tea and wisteria, with notes of clover nectar filled the room so quickly evermore knew it was perfectly enchanted. So much so, the entire room let out a delighted sigh over its agrestal scent.
Evermore took a small sip. "Oh my goodness, its sweet like honey, its perfectly made? Ive been trying for a whole year for this to cure my allergies. How did yo--"
"You just got to know where to find them…. It wasnt in your book but ….The wisterias by the lakes are the most potent, sweet tea growing from seven feet are the crispest. plant them and in three summers time you pick them, when the moon and saturn are conjunct." She smiled.
Red side eyed evermore. "I knew you could never stay ALLERGIC to AWESOMENESS!!!, haha. Youre perfect for eachother! "
"Sisters! Twin fire signs! Four blue eyes! " Red added, shoving evermore playfully and bursting into a giggle.
evermore blushed, emitting a warm, slightly silly-feeling smile.
".....WELL IM GLAD THIS FAMILY DISPUTE IS SETTLED." rep looked over at midnights. "now for what were REALLY here for."
Rep, having the notiriety of skillfully re-directing the tangents of the household, could have done this at any time, however, she secretly still enjoys folklore and evermores endearing interactions.
"Well, now that were all here." midnights tapped the champagne glass three more times. Dragon sized munching noises accompanied the suspense.
"This champagne problem is a … Little more complex than tree sap, unfortunately."
"Listen, I know everyone loves ur pop-girlie a** rn but its not just cottagecore tree sap" said evermore, backing up folklores skill of the craft.
"…your right, sorry" midnights added. "Well, our dilemma here may span over a few more minutes than expected… Or years… Depending…. On uh…. Time zone differences."
"Oohhh oooh!!! Are we travelling !!!?? " red erupted. Shes been raving about going to london for months, lover silently scheming along with her, sticking brochures under everyones door this entire summer.
"No red we ARENT going to london." Rep closed her eyes asking for patience.
"But its FUNdon!" Lover and red rose in unison.
"No… I mean yes BUT LISTEN TO MIDNIGHTS! THERE IS A CHAMPAGNE PROBLEM ! we!!! will!!! Travel !!! Later !!!!"
"You know what, exactly," midnights said. "We are travelling now, later."
" that makes no sense." Reps eyes narrowed.
"Well…. ive been working on something. I hadnt since told you, because i havent beta tested it yet, but it looks like there might not be much… Uh,… Time."
"Okay, so where are we going? Its gotta be new york right? this whole plot sounds like it could totally take place in new york, not to brag but….im a street rat. i know the streets like the back of my hand" 1989 scoffed smugly, waving her hand in the air, refrencing the time 1989s streetrat form saved all evermores wand and unbound spellbook pages from the subway tracks.
"Its not where, yall….dont you see?? Someone is missing….."
"Oh shit, i cant believe we started without fearless! She must be sleeping again."
"Hmmmmm ….. Sort of????" Debut looked at midnights nervously.
Red scoffed. "Hah. Shes definately in SOME other dimension thats for sure"
" yeah, actually she is uhmmm SHE GOT WARPED INTO MIDNIGHTS SWORD…. WELL NOT MIDNIGHTS…. the fearless sword, like, she has one."
"A sword? Who let a CHILD interact with a sword!?" Rep exclaimed.
"Well!!!! Like!!!! We were in midnights room and… and she said for us not to touch and we didnt and!!!!! It just !!!! " debut reenacted the whole ordeal, guiding her hand along her body, making a 'schloop' sound for when fearless faded away.
"Be fucking for real 'Bu, where the fuck did she go!?" Rep, as edgy as she was, probably felt the most protective of all of the eras, due to her time in….. Well… we do not speak of that.
Midnights added to debuts explanation. "Uh, yeah… I havent really said much about myself have i well… Uh… Being a time keeper… I have access to all of time space via grandmother clocks…. And… a couple of swords….assigned to each era. I didnt think they would be activated this early…"
"Broooooooo i thought you were just fixing up old shit!" 1989 erupted nervously.
"Well im in charge of fixing up all of you sooo....well, actually saving."
"HAH" rep cackled covering her mouth. even she gave into that tease.
composing herself, a cold chill ran over her upon absorbing midnights words. "Wait… Were all in trouble??"
"Yeah… Well ...except Lover, folklore and evermore."
Red turned to lover and folkmore. "Why is it when theres this much trouble its never you three?"
"Conflict avoidant i guess??" Lover shrugged.
"Not with THAT tracklist, Miss americana." 1989 said.
"So what do we do about fearless?" Speak now asked.
"Well fearless is safe," midnights reassured. "…For now. But we dont have that much time. If the swords began activating now, the darkness must be settling in the realm sooner than i thought" midnights' gaze looked distant.
"…. Darkness??? realm??? Oh boy we ALL know THIS is going to some Wonderland …" 1989 rolled her eyes.
Rep grew silent. She had suddenly gotten nauseous, and wondered if she added too much icing to her sugar cookies. She also considered that all this was way too much to take in.
One of the youngest gone who knows where, no where to be seen, the newest of the bunch keeping some long held family secret. She got up from her chair and …. Froze.
Rep???? Are you okay???
No awnser.
Crystals began to form under reps feet, creating a glass chrysalis around her.
"REP!!!" lover sprang from the table.
Midnights stopped lover in her tracks. "No, dont touch her. Not even i know what could happen if you do. Back away."
"I can fire her up and thaw her out!!!" Speak now gleaned in with an idea
"Ill look in my magic books for these symptoms!!!!" Evermore exclaimed.
"there has to be something we can do!!!"
Debut, despite being the youngest… Sat with a cold stomach, piecing the occurance together in her mind.
"Midnights….. Is this… The darkness??"
"Im afraid so, 'Bu. " midnights sadness colored her tone, worry settled in on her face.
"Wh- what can we do???" Lover hoped that the awnser as clear as traffic lights.
"I dont…. Exactly know." Midnights solemnly awnsered. "I have an idea about whats happening, but i cant be too sure. As much as im your resident mastermind….My craft… Is a mysterious one."
"HEY! i found something!!!" Evermore shouted running down the stairs with an open book.
"Its called the *glass* darkness." Evermore explained. No one knows where it originates from officially, but it seems it has something to do with overtaking everything it encounters as its own, mercilessly. It doesnt exactly say if its deadly or not….
It seems like its just…. An eternal trap… So i guess… That counts as deadly right???"
"Ugh, we dont have time for this!!! We had plans!!! I wanted to just stay home all day today and have fun with rep in her snake form ): " folklore sighed.
"do you really wanna talk about time in times like these!?" evermore exclaimed we cant let this damage reputation."
"Well we actually DO need to talk about time. " lover noted. "How long does this last? Is there anything in there on how to stop the glass from forming?"
"Well…." Evermore flipped through the pages. "Hmmm… There. It talks about… Different versions…. Of us???"
"But wait arent we all just different versions of eachother??" 1989 asked.
"Yes yes… BUT! Parallell worlds…. Different parallel versions of us could help reverse this!!!!"
"dopplegangers!?" Red exclaimed. "well it looks like well be trying to find ourselves…AGAIN."
"So are the swords how we.. Uh… Find them?" 1989 looked over to midnights.
"Yes, " midnights expression seemed to have softened a bit, with reassurance that the whole gang was in on the efforts to reclaim the homes harmony.
"The swords are portals to respective locations within the Tayrealm. Each of you must find your parallel version and meet them in their respective castles. From there, we can figure out a way to stop the glass darkness from overtaking their realm, and the outer world."
"Does this mean that reps realm is ...?"
Evermore flipped through more pages. "Oh No…"
-CHAPTER 5- ARE YOU READY FOR IT?
- updated 4/4 -4/5 while clowning lol-
"I hope they arent too crispy" fearless tv spoke softly as she turned to set the dish of freshly made chicken tenders on the table.
"Ooooh finally im starving!!!!" Fearless beamed.
"Ketchup" both fearless asked and fearless tv offered in unison.
"Woah," fearless said through an impatient mouthful. "you really are my doppleganger!"
Fearless tv quietly smiled and passed the ketchup. She hadnt really said much about how finding fearless again after all these years made her feel. An all encompassing warmth that only her girlhood could bring to her. Incredible to be able to look at oneself through a further lens, only to feel that fire is still going strong.
" aahh that hits the spot! Here! Have one! Or are you like a weird hologram that doesnt eat?"
"No, ill surely eat," fearless tv replied, still smiling with her eyes at fearless' brash remarks. Spunky, that one, She thought, knowing all too well that ferocious hunger.
Fearless tv sat herself at the table with her own first batch, as well as a second plate, forseeing the future as fearless went in for seconds.
"well i cant believe i didnt trust you," fearless said through a mouthful. " this place is great! I wonder what else is around here…"
Fearless tv dipped a tender in her own small ketchup saucer. "Well we got quite a queendom…. Its grown so large over the years…. And im insanely grateful… We have quite a few new landmasses of the emerging from the sea of consciousness the past few years, so the queendom is as happy and busy as ever… We even got a new bookstore."
"BOOKSTORE!?" fearless already jumped up in excitement.
"Yup. run by a doctorate!" Fearless tv winked.
"OH MY GOD LETS GO." fearless already imagined the plethora of love stories sitting in the shelves.
"Hmmm… Well the path there is relatively safe…. No where near the…"
"LETS GO LETS GO!!!" fearless insisted.
"Very well." Fearless tv agreed. "Finish your tenders, then we can go."
"Okay MOTHER." fearless teased.
"I guess i could be wise enough…" Fearless tv laughed.
"But you know whos wiser….." Fearless tv gleaned. " She could definately help us figure out why youre here…."
"You know it !!!! And how to get back!!!" Fearless said through chomping the last bite of chicken tenders , playing into the fact she was DEFINATELY not distracted by chicken tenders and a promise of checking out love stories.
Fearless tv grew silently sad about fearless leaving, but insisted she should visit under more correct circumstances every now and then.
"You know, i dont mind you visiting any time after to listen to old CDs" fearless tv chimed, while getting up from her seat and sprucing up her table. fearless already spruced up and ready to go, replied
"sure! So far im loving it here, im not sure why midnights kept this a secret for so long…."
Fearless tv hid her concern, back turned to fearless as she was washing the last ketchup saucer.
"Okay, are you ready for it?"
"Yeah!!! Race you to the door!"
"Oh you WOULD know i cant resist a good race" Fearless tv gave a daring look and both skittered to the front door and into the front yard.
"HEY HEY HEY where are YALL going in such a rush?" Merideth asked.
"Bookstore…. for some….. Research."
"Oh so youre going to gi find out what happened to re-"
Fearless tv quickly shut benjamins muzzle.
"Shes having a GOOD time. I dont want her to worry too much. You know how i get - when she gets- uh, when we get…how i used to get…. when theres a risk of getting in trouble."
"Oh, rightyo." Benjamin agreed.
fearless mounted on a horse a lot more daringly this time, "hey fearless you ready? I cant wait to RACE YOU!" fearless squeaked, well fed and with a new hunger for adventure, now that she gained some trust in fearless tv.
"Youre going to have to follow me fearless…" fearless tv reminded her " you… Dont know the way."
"Ooo, right. Can we go fast?"
"Alright" fearless tv caved. She mounted on her own horse this time.
"Heah!" They galloped, through the winding trails, to Dr. Tay's bookstore. The road there wasnt as trecherous, with enough paths made through the kingdom, brush had been cleared for most connections to major sites, and in times like these, Dr. Taylors bookstore had been the center of attention.
They got off their horses and entered the seeminly small, quaint bookstore, with an everpresent scent of chai tea and baked goods from its in house bakery run by….
"Folkmore!?" What are you guys doing here????
Fearless tv leaned in for a close whisper, they arent your folkmore , fearless. Over here, theyre called woodvale and november." She winked.
"But they look …. Well i suppose a BIT different." She added
Lets just say, nothing much has changed for them, theyve just arrived from the sea of consiousness recently…. By a new boat. Theyre like pseudonyms of….Hmm well… I suppose theyve grown a bit. maybe a couple of bonus tracks…."
"Would they recognize me!?" Fearless asked noticing this was a bit more trippy for fearless.
"Sure they will, they know i have a younger version, even if you havent been here before (:"
"Heyyy fearless!!!!" Woodvale chimed. Weve been expec- "
"Haha we had no idea you were coming!!!!" November budged in.
"Smoooooooth, guys…. " fearless tv rolled her cerulean eyes. " i shouldve known y'all wouldve slipped through the cracks."
"Maybe if you would have PREPPED US PROPERLY we wouldnt have SLIPPED." woodvale remarked.
Fearless tv sighed. "To be fair i mightve ran it by too quickly… "
"Anyways…."
"Guys im right here." Fearless added. " i guess you told them i was coming…. You knew??? Did you….did you summon me when i got too close to the sword or something?"
"Uhh well… "
"Yess actually," woodvale added. "She took the opportunity you got close enough to-"
November quickly placed her sleeve over woodvales ever-open yap. "ENOUGH WOODVALE CAN YOU NOT KEEP A SECRET?" november shoved her other sleeve over woodvales face.
"Would you like some tea?? Cookies??? On us!"
"We just a-"
"Ooh free dessert ? How COULD you say no!" Fearless interruped.
"Well, now that the secrets out, were going to have to sit down for this anyway," fearless tv said.
Fearless tv solemnly looked at fearless, waiting, leaning over the bakery's glass display. The most quintessentially innocent scene, a childlike eagerness, tunneled vision, a wild expression, The scent of the bakery an etheral manifestation of this endearing sweetness. She Watched as Fearless pressed the side of her face over the bakery glass. " oooohhh its warm, hehe" she remarked with a silly smile.
Her heart ached for fearless' potential fate, as, those qualities resided in her still. despite existing alongside more knowledge and wisdom, these qualities were still precious and delicate on their own. so many let that enthusiasm decay away, replaced by stoic ambivilance. knowing these qualities tarnish so easily, she silently vowed to protect fearless at all costs.
Woodvale returned with a freshbaked batch of chai cookies and november brought in a small teaset, with a squeaking teapot.
"Well have these set up for you at the table" Follow us…"
The tables, on the farside of the bookstore, were reached through a labrynth of book shevles. Fearless took a passing glance at each title, gleaming, twinkling in a gilded gold rush.
…books were tabbed by the names of 'tay realm artifacts'….' the glass darkness'….'quantum entanglement.' …
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Fearless eagerly seated herself in the chair by the glass, overlooking all of tayrealm, as november and woodvale placed their tea and cookies on the table.
"Bone apple tea!" Woodvale and november said in unison.
Dr. Taylor will be with you in a moment, woodvale reassured.
"Oh great!" Fearless exclaimed. "Im starving"
"We just ate a few-"
"THAT WAS A LONG TIME AGO FEARLESS TV, a girls gotta eat!!!!!" Fearless exclaimed before devouring a three layered self-stacked cookie sandwich.
Fearless tv sighed and smiled, endearingly teasing a side eye.
"So…." Fearless said with a mouth full. "Whatcha here for? Seems you know something i dont, im all ears , who do we have to fight?"
Fearless tv slightly chuckled before returning to a somber expression. Well…
"Hey!" a voice appeared from the shelves. It was Dr. Taylor , in her regal violet study gown, holding a book, complete with a sling pack of quill, gel and fountain pens.
"Youre just in time," fearless tv said.
" sorry i took so long…. The new surge of lost books….we've needed much help…" Dr. Taylor's voice trailed off. Trailing a longside her, was another taylor, of which a specific name had not been apparant. She wore a green red and yellow striped shirt, and glittery orange shorts, with green snakeskin boots. On her chest read an empty name tag saying "its me hi!" Fearless guessed she was nameless, an npc or something, she thought.
Nameless taylor tilted her face away from the bookpile she straggled , freeing one hand to wave hi.
Fearless tv and fearless smiled and silently waved.
Dr taylor took one book from the top of the pile that nameless taylor was carrying. Dr. Taylor's eyes shifted to fearless and softened in to a sweeter welcoming expression. "Well this should help….."
Dr. Taylor opened up the large book, with sparks flying all over the place. A holographic map of tayrealm appeared before their eyes. Fearless tv watched fearless eyes take in the magic book with the most hungry eyes she had ever seen, except her own, of course.
Well if you see here, Dr taylor pointed at a tower somewhere near what looked like a swamp.
"That was the epicenter. The towers bridges began crumbling and reputation castle has been inaccessible ever since…. But whatever caused rep castle to crumble….. Is spreading…..a darkness, that spread all the artayfacts all over tayrealm. the natural karma of tayrealm responded by creating alternate versions of ourselves, the taylors versions. in our creation we knew our goal was to summon all of our alternate versions back into tayrealm, to help us retrieve all the artayfact gems to restore complete harmony in our world."
"So…. You summoned me here to find some rocks?" Fearless said between chewing.
This is serious fearless…. If we dont restore the gems, all your friends in your world will be trapped behind glass…. Forever." Fearless tv's brows furrowed.
"What!?" So wait!? Where are the rest of the girls?"
"Well , apparantly safe, for now, Dr. Taylor continued. The darkness has only reached reputation castle for now."
"So…. What happened to rep?" Fearless voice began to grow quieter.
"Shes….frozen Behind glass. But theres a way to unfreeze her, and if we gather all the gems before the darkness spreads we can keep it from happening to the rest of you all in the outside world." Fearless tv reassured.
"Oh my gosh!! Okay." Fearless stood up. Then lets go get the rest of the albums here right now!!! cant you all just summon them or something?"
"Well its not that simple…" Dr taylor added. You know you got here through getting too close to the sword. The rest of the girls need to get really close….
-CHAPTER 6- LET THE GAMES BEGIN
to be updated
, 4/6 update: ooopppps i skipped to latrr in the story story cause i got ideas so read only if you dont care for , ill. be writing the in-between eventually.
All the taylors entered the center of the circle, and held hands. With all the artayfacts in their places, midnights entered the center of the circle, where one last place lay for her sword. She placed her atayfact. A mirror, locked in an upright placement, on the side. She then finally locked her last sythe In place. Lights engulf all the eras in their respecive colors… all of them slowly desintegrating into light .
"omg its happening again!" Fearless exclaimed.
"Were going back home?" Fearless asked.
"actually, i dont know," midnights replied. I havent seen that far out yet…. It freaks me out. The only reason i have years ahead of me planned out is cause, you know, i have to. But this time….
Debut looked ahead of her toward red and 1989. already pure light, like holograms, they began to blend together, and in turn look like hybrid versions of eachother.
"Red you look different! Uh well 1989 uuhm ??? "
The now blended red/1989 looked at their outfit and beamed.
"Okay but this is kind of a slay, why didnt we ever try this before!?"
"You did. Its giving january 2014" debut snickered.
Red and 1989 now one, wearing 1989s typical skirt with a button up collar blouse red typically wears, sporting 1989s sunglasses, reds ponytail, and a city style bag to match.
"Hey! Thats not fair! I wanna try that!" Speak now bursted, and turned to folklore.
Folklore, sensing shed been targeted, looked daringly back at speak now
"Bring it."
A transluscent flower crowned dragon emerged adorned with wisteria and sweet tea leaves.
Speak now/folklore paused, then yelled.
"You ate my ACORNS!? well now you cant keep any secrets from me with my access to your….our memory?"
Rep cackled. " holy shit thats gold , maybe this is the ONE thing that will keep yall from your shenanigans in the house hold."
"…Or cause more of it." lover laughed.
Rep turned to lover. "Hey, our aesthetics are so opposite this…. Just might work."
Rep and lover collided, and out emerged a rainbow snakeskin, cornelia, and street wear adorned rep/lover.
Fearless glanced at evermore. " oooh ooh!!! Me next!!!"
Evermore gently hugged fearless, a plaid princess dress emerged, lined with with gold, slightly resembling evermores button coat, with the buttons like gems from a gold rush. (Note from the author: gold rush RIGHTS!!!)
Evermore/fearless emitted a cozy smile (:
Debut, the but-last one standing as a singlet, gazed at the ever-wise midnights. She wondered of all the secrets , gazing from her eyes looking out for her, the various journeys through timelines adorned by what-ifs or maybes, if-thens and then-whats, only-ifs, and if-onlys, carried on in some conglomerate of a semblance of peace, at least, in destiny and fate and….
karma cat walked up to debut, brushing her warm black fur against her leg, purring.. Debut crouched for a moment to meet the cats ember eyes…
Karma…. I know everyone is excited for me.. And i am too… I love this… but…….."
"Im scared."
"This feels….. like a death. I've only known this, but still…. The yearning, " debut looked at midnights.
"…it stays."
Karma cat's purring accompanied the glittering chime sounds, of which in this very moment was like debut could hear every stray fleck of light surrounding the great castle room.
"….will….Will i make it?? Will i make it out …alive?"
Karma cat , eyes flashing a warm orange glow, placed her chin on debuts leg. I know your future…can be a vast and somewhat ominous abyss, but i have always been there, guiding it. You can make it. Youre young. youre talented. I see it in you. And most importantly, this is You… Trying. And For every spider web and paper airplane flying, ill be there. there is daylight…. Starlight…. Even In the most ominous of midnights."
Debut smiled with tears welling up in her eyes. She passed one last pet over karma, sending good wishes so that all of her, her daring, her innocence, her kind heart and thin skin, would be safe. That all of her would stay in tact… And should she ever break… She would find her pieces again. Hopefully gaining new ones for compensation.
She slowly walked up to midnights and smiled. She turned for one last look at karma, who had been sitting, tail swishing, in a calm, metronome fashion."
"Remember, you're never on your own, kid."
Purrs still heard from where debut stood, it was taken as the softest most honored blessing one could have. She turned again to midnights.
Midnights looked at those eager eyes, her own, glimmering in a watery nostalgia. The youngest Fire and the wisest, actually not much different despite experience, embraced together .
All the hybrid eras glimmered as pure light before meeting at the center infront of the mirror and…
She opened her eyes.
She looked down at her arms and hands in surprise and somehow utter relief, as a feeling of wholeness overtook her for the first time since rep era…. No, it was even better.
In its place, after all the toils and spoils, and all the oils before her… It was nice… to get to a place where you can just… Rest in the knowing that, the gems broken apart had not only been put together, but added to. A bracelet laced her wrist, glittering in the starlight. All the eras, including her versions, in their bejeweled state of grace.
In the mirror in front of her, She sees her incarnations, all 12 of her previous eras, flashing before her, crowds becoming larger and larger as time went on, flashing eyes on her brighter and brighter, until the darkness, confusing and painful, took its slithering shape, and then again… spider webs, in some ways…hard to look back on even now… yet…then there it was, daylight, once again. A reclamation of time. A sparkling forest, and then a glittery night sky….the ultimate priority of sweet nothing. the ebb and flow of one lifetime, of yet all of it like she had lived multiple incarnations of herself. The firefly imbued forest and star stroked sky solidified in the mirrors background, informing her where shed been transported to. strings that were once invisible, flickered and and flashed and danced in the dark, designing a familiar figure in the night sky.
The archer.
The mirror fading away from its montage of the past, retuned to the present in its reflection. And There, in focus, were all the eras, both flashy and subdued, firey yet whimsical… Yet… in her merged state she was just…
Taylor Alison Swift, born December 13th, 1989. to a mama and papa swift, surrounded by the scent of pine and myrrh of Pennsylvania, the first holy ground. A Sagittarius, she was born the archer…. And the prey, in her many lifetimes of one. Slain as a witch , but in turn bullseyeing a koi fish in a dive bar on the east side. in her merged state …. the ultimate reflection of a sweet nothing.
…barefoot and not necessarily outwardly flashy, Taylor wandered through the night forest the mirror transported her to. as if hiding in plain sight, she wore a comfortable everyday wear dress with a small-flower pattern on it, on other days she would be in the mood for a knit sweater with some jeans. Even on nice summer dinner-nights, the mood a simple yet stylish embellished blouse perhaps not warrented to set herself apart from a bustling crowd, yet one of the many wandering geode minds with gem encrusted secrets idling about in New York City. Her hair unruly and untamed, a bit like fearless debuts and speak nows… No make up, this is the taylor the cats and the koi fish, strung out of sight, see in the morning, with scarlet, maroon impressions of where her bedsheets have been on her face. Calm, yet undone, bangs curling up in all sorts of directions rebelliously, like folklore and evermore. At times compelled to wearing flashy things like 1989 lover and midnights, and getting excited about fall fashion like red. Compelled to dream of love stories, to enshrine and embellish child-like awe in violet sparkling nights and sparks; wonderstruck meetings with those who had been once held dear in her previous incarnations, dreaming of familiar souls masked in unfamiliar faces, with every love story, whether of romance or friendship, beginning with their eyes whispering "have we met?"
This is the taylor where all the eras come from, the taylor up at night, fiddling with instruments, exploring facets of herself to duplicate and bring life to. The taylor that hungers for the thrill of the songwriting cloud visiting her in these hours that create new landmasses in the tayrealm, bubbling and crumbling into existence out of the sea of tayconsciousness (as well as a midnight appetite guiding her, feral, to the fridge chomping on chai cookies… less like a human and more like a racoon). Still a mirrorball, showered in attention and care from her koi, and her friends, snickering and gregarious, hours on the phone, with one of the only quirks being her stopping only for huddling in a corner with her voice memo app. Not necessarily a mythical creature at first glance; perhaps you wouldn't have noticed her, had her face not been memorized by millions. but maybe, so much as her tall presence and exceptionally friendly aura would have great magnetism alone, whether she had been known by almost the entire world or not. perhaps in an alternate timeline, had her name not gone up in lights…She would open a small family record store business in nashville, known by the locals to be the friendliest and most welcoming, perhaps a tourist destination, with songwriting classes on thursdays and fridays. (instead of big music distribution annoucements..)
All in all… in any case… very much at her core the same, a tall eager blonde girl at a bookstore (perhaps online ones these days…(:), devouring 800 page books on folklore or esoterics, going on for hours about the favorite words she keeps in her 'favorite word' folder on her desktop, going on about fantasy or mystery series (or documentaries of the feline kind) shed watch hours on the tv whilst laying in bed with her cats. Seeing her like this, you would wonder how the world could forget she was feeling, delicate and thin skinned. And imperfect. Assuming, unassuming, saying too much or too little, too active or too passive. Under all the flashing lights now, it may become buried sometimes. not an unstoppable leviathan, repeatedly shot through the heart yet immortal, or a name on a brand, rebranding and rebranding… But a spirit meeting the bone…. Trained to get along. Someone with feelings of hunger, cold, desire, Need.
A someone, like anyone, and like anyone, extrordinary.
( note from the author: welp. THAT last sentence killed my songwriters block NICELY. OKAY. NOTED. quite a peculiar origin story for THAT lyric. we carry on.)
-to be updated-
