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Alex Bennett as Taylor Swift Eras

(Thanks you @mortemoppetere for the amazing graphic <3 )

Debut

A Place in This World

I don't know what I want, so don't ask me 'Cause I'm still trying to figure it out Don't know what's down this road I'm just walking

Fearless TV

Change

Because these things will change Can you feel it now? These walls that they put up to hold us back will fall down It's a revolution, the time will come For us to finally win

Speak Now TV

Innocent (to Kaden)

It's alright, just wait and see Your string of lights is still bright to me Oh, who you are is not where you've been You're still an innocent It's okay, life is a tough crowd 32 and still growin' up now Who you are is not what you did You're still an innocent

Red TV

The Lucky One

It was a few years later, I showed up here And they still tell the legend of how you disappeared How you took the money and your dignity and got the hell out

1989

New Romantics

'Cause baby, I could build a castle Out of all the bricks they threw at me And every day is like a battle But every night with us is like a dream

Reputation

Getaway Car

I was ridin' in a getaway car I was cryin' in a getaway car I was dyin' in a getaway car Said goodbye in a getaway car

Lover

The Archer

I've been the archer I've been the prey Who could ever leave me, darling? But who could stay?

folklore

my tears ricochet (Alex&Andy)

And I can go anywhere I want Anywhere I want, just not home And you can aim for my heart, go for blood But you would still miss me in your bones And I still talk to you (when I'm screaming at the sky)

mirrorball

I'm still on that tightrope I'm still trying everything to get you laughing at me I'm still a believer but I don't know why I've never been a natural All I do is try, try, try

evermore

tolerate it (to parents)

I made you my temple, my mural, my sky Now I'm begging for footnotes in the story of your life Drawing hearts in the byline Always taking up too much space or time You assume I'm fine But what would you do if I Break free and leave us in ruins Took this dagger in me and removed it Gain the weight of you then lose it Believe me, I could do it

Midnights

Mastermind

alex: hey if i was a dog what kinda dog do u think i'd be

alex: hey so there isn't a good Team TM in my year to pull this off but uhh

“Are you a coffee or a tea person?” Alex asked, hoping that if she smiled cutely enough while asking Fiona wouldn’t notice how little progress she made on the worksheet. “Because I feel like I can see either from you... or an energy drink? Monster, maybe?” Maybe it was a bit disruptive to the library’s ‘No Talking’ policy, but Alex figured her need for distraction outweighed the sacred nature of that rule.

Alex rang on the doorbell, being hit by a strong wave of nostalgia at the weird little twinkle that the button caused, a sound muffled by the door, but still there. She stared down at her boots as she waited, holding the bag of food she got on the way in a too-tight fist. When the door opened, she looked up, bringing the bag out so Paige could see. “I stopped on the way here... Orange chicken is still your favorite, right? I figured if you’re going to have to deal with me working on this project, I might as well give you a reason to tolerate it.”

Alex knew that this was going to be an iffy mission, one powered mostly by lesbian solidarity and by making the most out of someone else’s people pleaser tendencies.

That someone else, of course, was the one and only Fiona Coyne. 

Alex had even put on makeup this morning to ask for this exactly favor- some black lipstick and eyeliner, she thought, should make any lez weak enough in the knees to do a small favor, right?

“Hey, Fiona,” she said, leaning against the locker next to her. The devil-may-care attitude would, she figured, make clear that this was only a little fashion-related favor. “By any chance, do you like doing little quests? Like... just a little interesting task that could challenge you on a fashion level?” This was as good of an opening as any to ask for Fiona to make a special pocket on her jacket for hiding her juul.