#Music shuffle fic

[theresawritesstuff]

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Hazy - Rosi Golan

I watched you sleeping

Quietly in my bed

You don't know this now

But there's some things that need to be said

And it's all that I can hear

It's more than I can bare

What if I fall and hurt myself?

Would you know how to fix me

What if I went and lost myself?

Would you know where to find me

If I forgot who I am

Would you please remind me oh?

Cause without you things go hazy

Midge lay listening to the February sleet pepper her windowpane, Lenny's arm slung possessively over her middle.

There was a peacefulness to him when he slept, she'd discovered, watching him like this all tangled in her sheets. Something in him that was always a little on edge just…melted away when he finally let himself drift off.

Part of her could hardly hold back from touching his cheek, caressing the stubble along his jaw, savoring every bit of him.

Another part of her was terrified to breathe, lest she wake up and find it had all just been a fantasy.

They'd talked a little, patched things up after the fight at Carnegie, and then quickly fallen into bed soon after. 

Repeatedly. 

But there was so much yet to be said between them, it kept her awake.

What they had felt so good. It felt real. Like she could fall asleep in his arms for the rest of her life.

And that scared the hell out of her. Because in her experience it was the good things that didn't seem to last.

If she lost her way again, lost herself, would he still be there to help her pick up the pieces?

Because the more often they did this, the more she was having a hard time seeing a future without him in it.

Without him in the picture things just felt hazy.

She knew he was still fighting his own demons. Knew he could just as easily lose his way. 

But he'd been trying. Really trying.

Still, some nights she wondered if it would be enough.

Could he love her enough to fix the hurts that lingered in her?

Could her love be enough to guide him away from those dark roads he'd traveled?

 Because she did love him.

God, did she love him.

He knew her. For all that he'd been skating around the edges of her life until recently, he knew her better at her core than possibly anyone. Maybe even better than herself.

And that should have been the scariest part of all but… it wasn't.

It was just the thought of losing him that scared her.

She snuggled in a little closer to his chest, breathing in the scent of him.

Lenny stirred at her movement, his arm wrapping around her a little tighter as he pressed a sleepy kiss to her hair.

"Don't go," he mumbled.

"I'm not going anywhere," she promised.

"Good. It's not allowed."

"No?"

"Nope." He shook his head, keeping his eyes closed as he nuzzled into her hair. "I like seeing you all debauched in the morning."

Midge smirked to herself. "The artist admiring his handiwork."

"Exactly," he yawned, settling back down.

She took a breath, her hand resting over his heart.

"Lenny?"

"Hm?"

"I don't want you to go either," she whispered.

"Okay I won't."

"I mean it."

"Me too."

"Promise?"

Lenny cocked an eye open at the question.

Taking in her expression, he gave her a quiet smile before kissing the tip of her nose.

"Promise."

Midge nudged into him until her head was pillowed on his shoulder.

And after a moment of working up her courage, she murmured, "I love you."

And just when she thought he might not have heard her or fallen back asleep he said "I love you too."

He kissed her again then lay back as they let the declaration hang in the air, settling into the space around them, filling in the blanks.

Midge breathed deeply and finally went to sleep, feeling the haze give way to comforting clarity.

It would be enough. They'd still have to put in the work, but whatever happened they would see it though together.

[zarnzarn]

Penelope owns a golden chain.

It is a thick, large piece with two cuffs connected to one end of it, made of robust metal that still shines beautifully years later. It stretches perhaps some four metres, at most, and the clasp in the middle allows her to twist it tighter if she wants it to. The blacksmith she had commissioned it from had given her two copies of the key- one of which she'd tossed off of a high cliff, and the other that she keeps safe in a locked box in her room.

It can clasp to her bed, to the throne and to the bath flooring. She had it enchanted by a witch on the run from a neighbouring kingdom in exchange for security, to never cross the limits of the shoreline- so she never loses it, she'd said. She had won a favour off an alchemist in a bet and gotten it spelled to never break. She polishes it every day carefully to look it's best before she leaves the room.

It has only one use.

"I will hobble you like a horse," She hisses to her husband when he returns to her after twenty years. Adjusts herself and leans down to whisper in his ear, "I will chain you down like a common beast, cut out that silver tongue of yours so you can no longer get into trouble, break your fucking legs."

The chain clinks as Odysseus gasps for air. Penelope smiles and traces the edge of his adoring, breathless grin. "You are not allowed to leave me ever again."

Penelope owns a golden chain.

It looks wonderful around her husband's feet.

[goodlucktai]

13 with sunset duo :)))

dialogue prompts

13. “I would believe that you’re fine, but you have a goddamn knife sticking out of your leg, so.”

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Raph probably would have been successful in sneaking to his room if Mikey hadn’t decided to swing by the kitchen for a snack refill. When he flicks the light on, his biggest brother freezes mid-step cartoonishly and they both just stare at each other, one caught, the other confused. 

“Uh, hi,” Mikey says. “Is your Goon Gala with Casey over already?”

It’s what the former Foot recruit calls it when she and Raph get together to be rowdy and reckless and somewhat violent but like recreationally. Full throttle vigilantism. Mikey tagged along once and was so exhausted by the end of the night he had to be carried home—allegedly!!

The twins quietly disapprove, but they haven’t ratted Raph out to pops yet. They probably think the same thing Mikey does; that it’s good that Raph has something that’s his. It would be better if it was something safer, shared with someone slightly less likely to commit felonies for fun, but it’s a start. 

“Uh, yep,” Raph says awkwardly, standing kind of sideways. “Raph’s actually pretty wiped, I was gonna—”

Mikey’s eye for color pings. That’s the only explanation for why his subconscious was like hey something’s wrong about this picture and his gaze flicks down to follow the thought. 

It lands on the hilt of a knife sticking out of the thigh Raph is trying to keep out of view. Deep red drips down his knee.

Mikey drops the empty popcorn bowl, stray unpopped kernels scattering across the floor. 

“Hey, hey, no, it’s okay,” his brother says quickly, heading off the very loud reaction he can sense building up between them like an active geyser. “Shh, Mike, come on. I’m fine.”

It would work a lot better if one of the two hands he held up to shush him wasn’t bloody. Mikey’s panic wracked up another three levels automatically. 

“I would believe that you’re fine, but you have a goddamn knife sticking out of your leg, so–”

“Language,” Raph scolds by rote.

“Don’t language me!!” Mikey says shrilly. “What happened? No, don’t answer that. I know what happened, you got stabbed. You should be in the infirmary already! You go, and I’ll get—”

“No!” Mikey is grabbed by the shoulders, actually lifted off the floor so he and his brother are eye-to-eye the way Raphie has a bad habit of doing when tensions are high as Raph goes on, “Leo doesn’t need to know. I’ll take care of it.”

Mikey blinks, processing that. It takes a minute, because it might be the stupidest thing this particular brother has ever said directly to his face. And then he scowls. 

When he bellows, “LEO!” it’s in that particular baby brother voice that gets every older sibling in a mile radius moving with gusto. If Donnie weren’t at April’s for the night he would have removed the kitchen wall to get there two seconds faster. 

As it is, Leo tumbles into the room wild-eyed, probably wondering what the hell could have happened in the three minutes between Mikey asking him to pause the movie and this targeted attack on every protective instinct in Leo’s body. 

It takes him a second to clock that Mikey is present and correct and just sort of dangling in Raph’s hands still. Then he leans against the doorframe, playing it cool. What a nerd. 

“Guess this is where the party’s at,” he says, doing that thing where he manages to look at Raph without looking at him. “So what’s the cover fee? Any live music?” 

He probably would have kept going, but he’s processing the scene with sharp eyes, and that’s about when he connects the blood on Raph’s hand to the blood on his leg. Every single ounce of disingenuous charm and cheer evaporates from him instantly. His smile drops like a ton of bricks. 

“What the fuck, Raph?” Leo says in a tone Mikey doesn’t know if he’s ever heard from him before. “Is that a knife? Casey let you get fucking stabbed?”

He moves while he’s talking, so fast that Mikey isn’t a hundred percent sure he didn’t actually teleport. He has the daisy-printed dish towel formerly hanging on the oven door in his hands and he’s kneeling at Raph’s side, wrapping it around his thigh and pressing down hard. 

“Jesus, language,” Raph says, lowering Mikey to the ground before taking a resigned seat in one of the kitchen chairs. “Casey didn’t let me do anything. I’m fine, I’m handling it. You should see the other guy.” 

“You’re—you’re handling it,” Leo parrots blankly, as if those words in that order don’t make any sense to him at all. “I should see the other guy. Is this a joke to you?”

“Oh, that’s rich coming from you.” Raphael’s annoyance makes sense, since Leo has adamantly refused to take anything seriously since he was given the leader badge to wear. If Leo slacked off before, he is pointedly doing the absolute bare minimum now. 

He’s obviously trying to prove something to someone. Donnie just sighs when Mikey brings it up which means that he’s right but also that Donald isn’t going to break the disaster twins’ honor code by admitting out loud that he’s right. 

“This isn’t about missing training,” Leo grits out, really, properly angry. “This is about you sneaking around with a knife sticking out of your leg and scaring Angie and letting me find out by accident instead of—I dunno—calling the second it happened? Were you just going to go yank this out of your leg in the shower and put a bandaid on it?”

Raphie is in pain, and his temper has been poked, so he replies, “For the past month you’ve been acting like nothing matters to you anymore! You’ve wanted nothing to do with me, you don’t want my advice, you don’t want my job—the job that’s always been mine, that pops took from me and just handed to you. So where’s the line drawn? For all I knew, you wouldn’t want to help with this, either.”

If Raph had slapped him, the look on Leo’s face probably would have been exactly the same as it is right now. He’s kneeling there on the floor and there’s blood staining his fingers and the big brother he adores so much is telling him right to his face that he thought Leo would have rather just let him bleed than help. And Leo let him think it this whole time, all because he had a point to prove.

Mikey folds his arms tight, tucking his hands away so no one sees if they start shaking. There’s a saying April quoted last week when she was working on a paper for her Introduction to Literary Journalism class, can’t see the forest for the trees. Mikey didn’t get it then, but it makes an unfortunate amount of sense now.

He knows better than anybody how much his brothers love each other. He doesn’t understand how they could be so blind to what’s right in front of them. 

Raph is the kindest person in Mikey’s whole life and can always tell when a hit has landed too close to heart. Some of the anger coiled up inside him like an animal has no choice but to relax its jaw. 

“I don’t know what’s going on in your head,” he admits. “I don’t know what you want from me.” 

“I want you to stop,” Leo says. It’s not a shout, but it’s loud, bouncing off all the polished surfaces until it fills the whole room. “Stop believing in me. Stop acting like I could ever be half the leader you were. Stop—stop getting hurt and acting like it doesn’t matter. What would we do without you?” 

What will I do without you, he doesn’t say, when you’re not there for me to follow anymore?

Raph’s eyes are huge in his face, and he lifts his hands in an automatic response to a little brother hurting within arms reach, but Leo ties the dish towel and steps back. He’s doing the not-looking-while-looking trick again. 

“Bleeding’s slowed. Let’s get you to the infirmary, big guy. Angie, Dad and Dee aren’t home so I may need your hands, okay?”

Leo always trusts Mikey to be able to help. It makes him feel three feet taller. 

“You got it!” he says, hoping one of them remembers to clean up the kitchen before Splinter gets home and wanders into a crime scene. 

When he heaves himself off the chair, Raph staggers a bit. Both his little brothers flock to either side of him instantly, and he says, “Raph’s just a little dizzy, that’s all. Let me lean on you guys for a bit.”

“Of course, Raphie,” Mikey says, willing to carry him if that’s what it takes. 

“We gotcha,” Leo adds, every other thing he must be feeling back to being a well-kept secret behind every layer of armor he owns. 

Raph puts his arms around them both and holds them close for the walk down the hall. He said he was dizzy, but his steps are steady. Everything about him is as steady as it’s always been. Mikey thinks he’s pretty good at sniffing out a scheme, but if he points out that Raph was only angling for a hug, then Leo’s going to run away like a feral cat who can’t tell the difference between affection and an attack.  

So Mikey doesn’t say anything, and squeezes closer beneath the arm Raph has around him—smiling to himself when Leo squeezes closer, too.

[pigeonstatueconundrum2]

7 Year Gap - a chronological Narumitsu playlist

• Spotify • Apple Music •

[nixie-deangel]

Shuffle your spotify on repeat playlist and have people vote for their favorite.

Tagged by @impalachick 💛

Tagging (for those that wish to do it!): @morningstar1399 @emseebeans @zeawesomebirdie @omg-just-peachy @crownofstardustandbone @xarichii @ohhalefire @dear-massacre @midnighterapollo @asexual-fandom-queen @violetfairydust and whoever else would like to do this, I tag you as well!! 💛

[razrogue]

Ten Songs, Ten People

Tagged by @phasebun ♡♡♡♡♡

Latest songs on repeat - for me, current songs I've repeated lately PLUS a shuffle from a playlist on repeat (since YTM only shows as few repeat songs at a time) 😕

Victoria Monét - Moment

Lucky Daye - Careful

H.E.R. - Comfortable

Tyrese - Sweet Lady

Dru Hill - Beauty

Victoria Monét - Touch Me

Lucky Daye, Masego, & Alex Isley - Good & Plenty remix

Tyla - Water

Alina Baraz - Feels Right

Isabel LaRosa - butterflies

No obligation tagging: @eazzy--pink @battisonsgf @absansombre @sardoniqueen101 @meishuu @plethomacademia @coldshrugs @rowanisawriter @doomcathedral @saarasabaku and if you see this and want to share, you're tagged!

[quietzap]

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[libra-lizard]

A Beginner’s Guide to Fixing a Heart You Didn’t Break 3/6

The Wedding? Called off.

The Honeymoon? Paid for.

The Bride? Inviting an old friend to join her on an all expenses paid trip to Europe.

Left heartbroken and contemplating the benefits of never leaving her apartment again, Lexi makes a drunken decision to take one last trip for no reason other than to help her forget. Fezco, on the other hand, is intent on trying to find a way to help her learn how to heal.

Step 3: Encourage Joy

[cosmic-hoboandthehighlander]

Listen, flufftober is over.

It’s angstvember my friends and I’m sorry, all I’ve been thinking about lately is tedmort breaking up.

[a-cloud-for-dreams]

∞ ! <3

YESSS ONE OF MY FAVES!! Funny I got this one for you because it's definitely a good song for ships. It's so aesthetic and I LOVE the bridge there's just so much tension <3

We're gettin' closer, inches away Lose composure, favorite mistake Friendship's over, won't be the same

This song has the same vibes as that 100 diamond 20-minute scene w/ Alexandre in 2x5 💀

[hippolotamus]

♾️🖤

Well, hey there! So this one makes me a bit teary because it makes me think of one of my favoritest fics ever: Your Fingerprints Smeared on My Heart (Lead Me Back to You) by the incredible @letmetellyouaboutmyfeels

basically every chorus makes me wanna cry if I think about it too hard but this one specifically

say you'll remember me / standing in a nice dress/ staring at the sunset, babe / red lips and rosy cheeks / say you'll see me again / even if it's just pretend

send me a ♾️ and I’ll send some lines

[quaranmine]

whenever i have music playing and post humorous by gus dapperton comes up without my direct input i have to take it as a sign from god to work on firewatch

[likecometsx]

┘music shuffle meme *☄; @softsliders19 said --

♫ Chris and Adam

"in any other reality, i'd say we'd creep up on extinction real quick," chris said, wiping down the bar just to the left of the other. "doesn't seem like anyone stays dead though." that didn't mean that there wasn't a loss, though. chris wondered if anyone else in the city struggled with making sense of that complex loss. "how are people supposed to deal with that, ya know? it's scary."

♫ as the world caves in - matt maltese [maybe, i'm afraid] / you love fred weasley but your father is a death eater // writing playlist for fred weasley fic

[thebroccolination]

Playlist Meme

Tagged by @nejineeee!

Rules: You can usually tell a lot about a person by the type of music they listen to. Put your playlist on shuffle and list the first 10 songs, and then tag 10 people.

By Your Side - Jonas Blue, RAYE

Bittersweet Symphony - The Crown Soundtrack (they did a special remix for the trailer and it's all cinematic and atmospheric)

Free Them (feat. Teddy Swims) - ONE OK ROCK

โชคดีแค่ไหน (The Luckiest Boy) Boy Sompob

Somewhere Only We Know (feat. Darren Criss) - Glee Cast

Escape This Moment - Lightscape

Let Me Let You Go - ONE OK ROCK

I'm Alive - Celine Dion

Drove You Away - Fly By Midnight

You Set Me Free - Michelle Branch

[hammerbacks]

how did it happen that we both are singing an Electronic song... (mine is Forbidden city)

the timing on that was perfect 😄 i listened to get the message earlier on as well! have you got a favourite song of theirs?

[ghostlynimbus]

Ended up deciding to work on HHH today so i'm gonna be listening to this playlist for it for a while.