We didn't say yes to this.

It all started with the person that brought us here. Barely out of college and, somehow, they had already built a time machine in their basement? And the first thing they did with it wasn't to go back in time and stop a war or something sensible like that. No, they had missed Taylor Swift's Eras Tour. MY Eras Tour. And they were going to use a goddamn time machine to rectify that mistake.

Except, turns out the onboard computer was kind of dumb. Don't ask me about the logic behind it, I don't know. All I know is it didn't take anybody to any of my Eras Tours. I guess it decided to give my eras a tour instead. Instead of one person going into that time machine, nine of us tumbled out. Nine Taylors, nine different ages, nine completely different personalities. Turns out the machine wasn't exactly built for that kind of load, so now we're stuck until it gets fixed.

It's not so bad. Turns out someone with the resources to build a time machine was kind of loaded to begin with. As far as being stranded in another universe with a bunch of versions of yourself goes, hanging out in a mansion is a pretty deal.

Fearless is the baby of the group. Total hopeless romantic, always going on about her fairy tale fantasies. It makes sense, she's barely a hair over eighteen.

Speak Now is kind of the same, although she's a little more realistic about her fantasies. No more Romeo and Juliet, she dreams of being married and settling down as a housewife. Still to a big, strong, handsome man though, so not much has changed.

Red's been through some heartbreak, so she's not quite as boy crazy as the first two. Still pretty boy crazy though. She's at least mature about it, and knows how much work a real relationship takes. At least, as mature as someone her age can be.

1989's a complete party girl. Like, kind of off the wall. She's still pretty into boys and all, but most of the time she's out partying her perky ass off. Both kinds of perky, she's incessantly positive.

Reputation is… Kind of a bitch. Like, a mega bitch. Always flaming up drama and starting it if there isn't any. Super catty and snide too. She's kind of an outlier, thank god.

Lover is as perky and positive as 1989, maybe even moreso with all those bright and gaudy outfits she wears. There's always a hint of desperation underneath it all for her, though.

Folklore is very mellow and calm. Doesn't really say all that much, especially when she's buried in her books and sweaters. She seems pretty happy with it though, so I'm not judging.

Evermore kinda gives off that vibe too, except… Not as sure she's so happy about it. She always seemed kind of depressed to me. And she doesn't much like putting a happy face over it either.

And me? I'm Midnights. The oldest of us Taylors. Kind of the mom by default. I'm pretty anxious and insecure, but hey, at least I've got myself figured out. Seems like I'm the only one who has.

Hey there! Bringing a fun scenario I'm cribbing from a past roleplay I did that was quite fun.

How we go about playing this can go a few different ways. My absolute favourite would be for me to play the man who brought all these Taylors to his world, while my partner plays all the Taylors. Failing that I'm also open to the reverse, as well as stuff between different Taylors. As for what that stuff is, I'm pretty open to anything between cute romantic stuff and some kinky lewdness.

I'd also be open to including other pop stars, if you're into lots of them. Let's brainstorm! If this scenario isn't exactly to your liking, I'm more than happy to cook up something new with Taylor or other pop girls.

My full kinks list can be found here. The main ones that I like to include are anal, cumplay and clothed sex. I'm open to a wide range of kinks, even less popular ones, so don't be afraid to ask.

As always, I am 18 and all participants and characters must be 18 .