#fanfic song playlist

[devastatedloyallute]

Bigger Than The Whole Sky -Spotify Playlist! 💕

Songs are in chapter order! (will add more songs as more chapters come out)

Songs designated to each chapter (and character POVs) listed under the cut!!

Chapter 1 Songs:

-Still Into You by Paramore /Lute's POV/ -Our Love by Coheed and Cambria /Adam's POV/

Chapter 2 Songs: /Adam's POV/

-Bigger Than The Whole Sky by Taylor Swift -Ashes of Eden by Breaking Benjamin

Chapter 3 Songs: /Adam's POV/

-Take Me Back To Eden by Sleep Token (this song bleeds into Chapter 4 at the 5 minute mark)

Chapter 4 Songs: /Lute's POV/

-Murder Mitten (acoustic version) by I See Stars -Rain by Sleep Token

Chapter 5 Songs:

-I Bet On Losing Dogs by Mitski /Lute's POV/ -Soon You'll Come Home from All Dogs Go To Heaven /Abel's POV/

Chapter 6 Songs: /Adam's POV/

-Doomed by I Prevail -There's Fear In Letting Go by I Prevail -Curse by Architects -Heavier by Rain City Drive -Let Me Be Sad by I Prevail

Chapter 7 Songs:

-Euclid by Sleep Token /Lute's POV/ -Run by Snow Patrol /Adam's POV/

Chapter 8 Songs:

-Bad Life (acoustic version) by Sigrid,Bring Me The Horizon /Abel & Lute's POV/ -My Boy by Elvie Shane /Lute's POV/

Chapter 9 Songs:

-Louder Than Thunder by The Devil Wears Prada /Adam's POV/

Chapter 10 Songs:

-Walk This World With Me by The Home Team /Adam's POV/

[isabeauwolf]

I remember reading this one fanfic I think a few weeks ago suggested listening to a song while the mc gave Overhaul a lap dance in a night club. I usually don't pay it any mind, but I clicked on it for shits and giggles, it become an instant new favorite in my playlist XD If ya'll know, you know. It ends with smut, hehe.

"Monsters" by Ruelle

Definitely, won't be able to listen to it now without thinking about Kai Chisaki now XD

[moonlight-records]

Because I Liked A Boy | LN4 (PSDE)

pairing: reader x LN4

summary: You were known as the one who tamed Mr. Playboy of the paddock and for a moment, you thought you had. Then everything goes sideways and suddenly you regret what you've done all because you liked a boy.

warning: angst. so much angst. break-up, player!lando, OOC Oscar?? it's based off the song, sorry not sorry

a/n: welcome to the playlist series, deluxe edition! i put my stim playlist on shuffle and picked the first 12 songs that was played (last two songs are bonus songs!). yes the titles are the songs, whoops

wc: 1.9K

song 1 out 12: because i liked a boy by Sabrina Carpenter

You and Lando had “broken up” right before Baku. Aka, Lando had dumped you right before Singapore which was horrible because he had given you tickets to the race. He let you keep the tickets, thank god, but you would’ve easily sold them if your flight was refundable but the asshole had done it quite literally 24 hours after they hit the non-refundable mark so you decided to go.

That was the first mistake you made. The news broke right after qualifiers when Lando was spotted with another girl at a club.Then the rumors spread that night about how Lando and this girl were a thing first. That you were nothing more but a psycho. Obsessed. A “proud mistress.” A homewrecker. A slut. You decided that it wasn’t worth the energy because you knew the truth and that things would blow over within a week or two.

That was mistake number two because by the second week (and the first week into summer break),  you were still getting hate and death threats directed at you or about you and it was too late to attempt to clear your name. You were thankful for the handful of fans who defended you and found it really odd Lando decided to just let himself be seen with another girl instead of announcing his split beforehand since clearly this girl came after you but there was nothing to do now to change the public’s view of you.

Clearly, it showed that Lando really did not care for you as much as you thought so you decided to do yourself the favor and just disappear. You deactivated all your socials and only told your close friends you were going on a social media detox. Your family were going on a mini vacation when in reality you found yourself waltzing into

Plopping down on the couch, you run your fingers through your hair before letting your head hang. Your fingernails dig into your scalp and suddenly your sweats are wet from the tears falling onto them before dragging your hands down and silently crying into a mix of  your hands and hair. You tried to figure out what had happened.

What has gone wrong?

You swore that you and Lando were happy. Sure, the long distance at times was rough and the time zones felt killer but you had held strong. You were convinced that you two could make it to the postseason and the few month or two that you two had together would help immensely. Still, you had been warned to keep him at a distance. That Lando was nothing more but a player and a heartthrob that moved on when he was bored but you swore that you were the one and for a bit, you were fooled into believing it along with everyone else.

It was almost a year. A fucking year basically you spent with Lando before he decided to dump you. A year of fucked up sleep schedules and sleepless nights. A year of traveling to go see these races. A year of meeting his friends and slowly being integrated into his world just for it to come crashing down. God, how stupid were you? You had poured so much energy into this boy just to be the one that got hurt in the end. What you would’ve give to punch him in his stupid fa—

“Here.”

You look up to be greeted with a carton of ice cream. You take the carton without a second thought, top flung off, and spoon diving in. You grunts slightly as you struggle but you manage to be victorious as you get a spoonful. The couch shifts next to you and tears immediately swell again when there’s a gentle comforting hand rubbing soothing circles on your back.

“…I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry,” you mumble while shaking your head before shoving another mouthful of ice-cream into your mouth, “you tried to warn me. I didn’t listen. This is the consequence of my action.” You laugh bitterly, “God maybe I really am nothing more than a naive hopeless romantic who can’t pick a good guy to save my own life.”

“Don’t say that, y/n.” You can hear the frown as you look over, “you aren’t naive. You see the good in everyone and I admire that about you greatly. You saw the best in him,” gently brushing some hair out of your face. “But he’s never going to change unless he wants to. Sadly, he doesn’t and you got burned in the end because he’s too busy being a player.”

Wrapping his arm around your shoulder, he pulls you into his side. “You’re too good for him.” Pressing a gentle kiss to your temple, “Now. Do you want a trashy movie or trashy TV?”

“Trashy TV. Maybe that new mom documentary about those Mormon moms from tiktok?”

You snicker slightly at the . “The what documentary?”

“Do you seriously not keep up with these things?”

“No.”

“We really have to change that.”

Summer break had come and gone. You had done a lot of crying and snacking but you had also done a lot of healing. You think you’ve done a lot of healing anyway but today would be the deciding factor.

Your stomach twisted and turned as you watched the destination time get lower and lower the closer you arrived to the Austin track. You glance out the window anxious before looking back at your phone. When you arrive, you thank the driver as you climb out, holding your purse just a bit tighter before making your way to one of the back entrances you knew existed. Nobody in the media knew about it so you got into the paddock undetected from the media as you started your journey to a certain garage.

You’re so close to your destination before you’re finally spotted. “Y/N?”

You freeze hearing the familiar British accent behind you. His voice sounded surprised. You should just keep walking, you’re so close to your destination but your body betrays you as you turn. You study those stormy green eyes that seem to grow a bit colder seeing you here. You ball your hands into fists, nails digging into your pal to keep from crying. He didn’t deserve that from you.

You silently stare at Lando, who was in his cream sweatshirt from his new academic merch drop and some joggers along with that stupidly beautiful mullet. God, you swore that Aphrodite herself had hand sculptured Lando which would explain why you could not find it in you to hate his looks. Instead, you clear your throat, “can I help you?”

Lando decides to save both of you the trouble and cuts right through the bullshit. “What are you doing here?”

“I’m here to support my friend.”

“Friend? Seriously?” Lando looks around then back at you, “last time I checked we weren’t even acquaintances. Hell, are we talking again?”

Anger simmered in your stomach but you kept it at bay, “Why would you think I was talking about you?”

Lando seemed a bit surprised by that, “Well, you aren’t really close with anyone else here,” he let out a small chuckle. “The boys might’ve liked you but I’ve known them longer.”

“Well, maybe some of them weren’t happy with how you let things end. I mean, with your new fling starting rumors about me being a homewrecker and such even though when all that went down we’d already broke up. Yet you didn’t have the balls to say that to the media, did you?”

Lando grits his teeth, “I never told her to—”

“Doesn’t matter,” you cut in. “You let the rumors spread. You let the fire grow. You never denied the rumors or told her it was wrong. You didn’t even tell the media we broke up before that night. Now I’m just the homewrecking slut when she came into the picture after me. Seemed like she was doing a lot of projecting and yet, here we are.”

You cross your arms over your chest staring the Brit down. Silence falls upon the two of you and you’re ready to leave before an arm is slung over your shoulder startling you and Lando. “There you are.”

“Oscar!” You exclaim and smile, “hey.”

“What the fuck are you doing?” Lando interjects.

“Excuse me?” Oscar asks, “I don’t know what you mean.”

“Spare me, Oscar. Why the hell are you inviting Y/N knowing damn well we broke up just a little over a month ago.”

You can feel your heart twist as Lando speaks. His words were like a knife that would stop at nothing until you were nothing more than a shell of yourself wallowing in pain occasionally through the numbness.

“Well, Y/N and I are friends and I invited her as my guest this weekend so…” he lets his words trail off for a moment.

“When did you and Y/N become friends?”

“When you decided to treat her like trash and tossed her to the side for some random girl probably after you just for your fame and money.”

The silence that followed Oscar’s comment was suffocating. Your jaw was opened a little while you stared at the Aussie in pure awe while Lando’s jaw had dropped to the floor. He quickly regained some of his composure, still unsure how to respond to his teammate and friend (maybe?) remark but Oscar wasn’t done.

“I mean, come on. Y/N is great. Everyone loves her. Everyone looked forward to seeing her. She stayed up countless nights for you. Rearranged her schedules to visit. Hell, she didn’t know anything about F1 until you and worked her ass off to learn your profession. What’s the thank you gave her for almost a year of your life? Some random girl at the club? Seriously?” Oscar shakes his head, “Mate, I love you but I’m not gonna side with you. You fucked up. You picked a girl who’s known to be a celebrity hopper over someone who gave you everything and you want me to side with you and the celebrity hopper? Who has to slander other girls and put them down so nobody focuses on how fast she moves on?? No thanks.”

You stare up at Oscar in awe for coming to your defense. You feel tears starting to swell because this has probably been the worst month in your life and here was Oscar, reminding you first hand that there were people in your corner. That there were people who saw you for you. Who knew the kind hearted person you were. The one who gave it their all until they couldn’t give anymore. The one who saw the good in everyone and loved way too much and never got the same energy in return. You avert your eyes quickly when Oscar’s gaze meets your and you clear your throat. “You should head back to your garage before they look for you. I’ll meet you there.”

“You sure?” Oscar asks.

“Yeah!”

Oscar nods, “Okay,” he glances at Lando but doesn’t bother saying goodbye. They’d see each other soon enough.

You watch Oscar leave before turning to look at Lando, unsure what to say. It seems he was in the same boat as you both stood there awkwardly.

“Well.” You start finally.

“I didn’t mean—”

“Save it.” You hold a hand up, looking away from him, “please. I don’t. The damage has been done, Lando. It’s over. You’ve already told me who I am from your actions. Just…have a good weekend,” You turn and head to Oscar’s garage without a second glance back at the man who was once your everything.

[caughtinthera1n]

What are your BBC Merlin songs?

I’m making the ultimate Merlin playlist and I need songs! I already have some of the classics*, but I would love some input, and also some deeper cuts! No song is too obscure or too cliché. The playlist tends to skew towards Merthur, but I want to expand it, so drop as many as you want, for any of the characters!

*the classics I have right now include King and Lionheart, A Thousand Years, Carry On My Wayward Son, Soldier Poet King, and The Night We Met.

[chio-chan2artbox]

Million Ways

Short animatic of Heinz and Perry dancing one of the many songs they dance at their wedding on the fic "Forever and a Day" by @inators

It was such a experience to be working on this while Inators was working on the Forever and a Day fic. I'm so happy that we got to collaborate on this perryshmirtz wedding project ❤️. It took me a while, but I am so happy and excited to finally being able to share this with everyone. I worked very very hard on it 🤓. Enjoy!

Special thanks to @inators for supporting me during the making process 💕

Credits:

Song -> Million ways - HRVY Choreography -> Million ways oficial video

[panevanbuckley]

i hope fic authors who put songs that inspired the fic in the notes know that i am immediately adding those songs to that ship's playlist

[maaxverstappen]

help me hold onto you | T | 8/13

f1driver!max and streamer!charles

The man—Charles, Max assumes—sounds French. He loves that. He should be used to a French accent, he was forced to converse with Pierre often enough, but it sounds different coming from Charles. More melodic. Almost similar to someone he used to know once. “And that made me think,” Charles says, voice bellowing from Max’s speakers. “That it was stupid that we didn't have carrots before. Like, come on, it's a farming game.” Max has no fucking idea what the hell he is on about.

or: Max is lonely and finds Charles streaming on Twitch.

based on this prompt sent to @f1prompts

[qtboni]

╰﹒ 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐎𝐏𝐄𝐒 !

PAIRING: Ooc!Simon 'Ghost' Riley X Reader

OVERVIEW: He lashes out on you + very dismissive over your efforts for him :((

C/W: Angst, no comfort (see p2 for comfort!), mentions of toxic behavior (bcz words), offensive languages, depictions of mental health struggles (anxiety, but js tiny amount). [ fanart credits : ave661 on tumblr ]

W/C: 1.1k bubs

Simon had been going through a lot lately, and you could tell it was taking a toll on him. He had been working overtime at work, and you could see the exhaustion in his eyes every time he came home.

You want to do something special for him, something to lift his spirits up.

The air was charged with anticipation as Simon stepped through the door, making you want to burst out of happiness.

You had been eagerly awaiting his arrival, eager to show him what you'd been working on all day. You had been so excited to do something special for him, and you had gone the extra mile to make this night perfect!

The air, still thick with tension, Simon walked through the hallway. He'd had a long, hard day at work, and the last thing he wanted was to deal with anything else.

Price had been nagging him more than usual on the mission. Simon was tired and just wanted to rest, but Price's constant barrage of questions and commands was starting to get on his nerves.

He tried his best to keep his cool, but he couldn't help feeling a little bit frustrated. Despite his best efforts, he managed to keep his emotions in check and focus on the task at hand.

After the mission was over, Simon was relieved to finally have a moment to himself. He just wanted to rest and have a good night, but there you were, being a nuisance to him.

You could see the weariness in his eyes, as if he were carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. He shrugged off your attempts to engage him, not wanting to deal with the small talk.

As Simon dropped his collection of his military wears in the near cabinet, you approached him, your heart still pounding with excitement.

"Simon," you said, your voice trembling and a cheeky smile forming on your lips. "I've been working on a special surprise for you all day. I made your favorite snacks, decorated the living room, and even picked out a movie I know you'll love! I just wanted to make tonight special."

Simon looked up at you, his expression unreadable. "What?" he asked, his tone sharp and exhaustion palpable in his voice.

Despite his attitude, you pushed forward, eager to show him the cozy living room setup you'd created.

"Ta da!" you exclaimed, gesturing to the cozy space. "I wanted to make our movie night extra special tonight, so I went all out."

You'd decorated it with fairy lights, set out the popcorn and drinks, and made sure the couch was nice and toasty with a mountain of blankets.

"I just wanted to do something special for you," you added, your voice light and upbeat.

Simon's expression fell. He looked at the setup as if it were an annoyance, and you felt your feelings going down the drain.

You tried to hide your disappointment though and put on a cheerful smile, but it was hard to hide the hurt in your eyes. "What's wrong?" you asked hesitantly.

Simon shook his head, and for the first time, you saw the signs of his stress and turmoil. His lips were thin, his brow furrowed, and you could tell that he was struggling just to keep it all together.

"I can't take on one more thing right now," he said, his voice rising with frustration. "I'm exhausted. I can't deal with this right now."

You felt a lump form in your throat as you realized the full extent of your mistake.

"I..."

Your heart sank.

You couldn't believe you hadn't realized how tired he looked, how haggard and stressed. You had been so caught up in your excitement that you had missed the signs, the signals that he couldn't take on any more.

You had been so eager to do something nice for him, and in doing so, you had only added to his burden.

A tense silence fell over the room, and you could feel the tension rising between you. You wanted to comfort him, to make things right, but you didn't know how.

"I'm sorry," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. "I just wanted to do something nice for you."

As you stood there in silence, your heart racing and tears swimming in your eyes, he finally spoke.

"Well, don't," he snapped, his irritation evident in his tone. "I can take care of myself. And I didn't ask for any of these."

You watch as he points to the decorated living room. Your efforts. Your hopes of having a good night of movies with him.

You felt the tears spill over and course down your cheeks.

"I didn't mean to make things worse for you," you said, your voice trembling. "I just wanted to do something nice for you, to lift your spirits. I didn't realize..."

Simon sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"I appreciate the effort, really I do. It's just..." He trailed off, searching for the right words. "Can you just stop being a bother? I can't take on anything else right now. I'm already stretched so thin, and I can't..."

You felt your chest tighten at his words.

You had always known that Simon was a hard worker, but you had never truly appreciated the toll it took on him. You had always been there to support him, to lift him up when he was feeling low, and you had always assumed that he would do the same for you.

At that moment, you realized that you had been asking too much of him. You could see the exhaustion in his eyes and the slump of his shoulders.

The realization hit you like a punch to the gut.

Your voice barely above a whisper, you managed to say, "I... I understand. I shouldn't have pushed you like that."

You could feel the hurt in your chest, like a physical pain that made it hard to breathe.

“Stop being a bother.”

The tears were already falling down your face, and your heart ached with the weight of your mistakes. It was just a reminder of how much you loved him and how desperately you wanted to be with him.

Simon didn't utter another word, just nodded his head, but his silence spoke volumes. An oppressive and heavy sense of unease permeated the air, leaving no doubt that there was nothing else to be said.

You stood there, feeling numb and defeated as you watched him leave to the bedroom.

You had learned a difficult lesson that night, and one that you would never forget. The road to happiness was not always smooth, and sometimes, even the people we love the most can hurt us without meaning to.

Tears filled your eyes over and over again as you realized how much your effort was taken for granted.

In that moment, you didn't understand why he was being so cruel to you, especially when you had put so much thought into making him happy.

All you wanted was to see Simon smile.

A/N: okay.. well.. he was an ass.. HELP simon pookie why would u do this to us? :(( we even made you popcorns and and even bought you your favorite drinks :(( we had to even ask ur best bud soap what kind of movies you like :(( we did so much for you :(( but it's okay ig. . . as long as you can have your rest. . . and well. . . goodnight :((

lmk if you guys need a part 2 cuz i be crying in my sleep

EDIT! part 2 is posted !!

[erinwantstowrite]

erin drop the lof playlsit

https://open.spotify.com/playlist/7FIvFvEj07fSN0WcJ3Eqan?si=IcU5et3YRL-fvTVmN3XXTQ&pi=3gw6j3_TQfCpv

dw anon you're good!! alighterwood made this playlist and it has ripped my heart out quite a few times... also there are songs on here that describe future chapters/have been included as chapter titles so 👀 be aware there are hints all over this

[aloeverawrites]

Writing for Rafah

I'm doing sensitivity readings, beta readings, fanfic commissions, lyric/poem writing, character playlists, and image description writing in exchange for donations to Maryam’s family and newborn (Urgent) , Fatima’s family and their newborn or to Ibrahim and his family.

(Update: Ibrahim and his family have made it out of Rafah and now need financial security in Egypt. Fatima’s family has yet to make it out of Rafah. Update 2: Fatima’s family has reached their goal but we’ve yet to hear another update from them. )

If you find another gofundme for someone in Palestine that you'd like to donate to I'll accept donations for that as well. I recommend looking at the operation olive branch document to find gofundmes to donate to.

The details for these commissions are below.

Sensitivity readings:

I can read for people looking to portray trans men, autistics, bi aces and biracial black people. Contact me to ask if you have something else you'd like me to read for as not everything is mentioned here.

€ 1 for 2,000 words.

Beta reading:

I can offer basic editing like spelling and grammar.

€ 1 for 2,000 words.

Song or poem writing:

You can give me a few words as a prompt and I'll write lyrics for a song that can be dedicated to whoever you'd like. If you want to record the song or use it for a story or game feel free to.

€ 0.50 per song which can be about 100-400 words. Same price for poems.

Character playlists:

€ 1.00 per playlist. It can be about anything I just thought people might be more interested in playlists for characters- but if you want one on like, the concept of springtime or something I've got you.

Image description:

€ 1.00 for 10 image descriptions. If you only need like 3 then any donation amount above €0.10 is great. This can be helpful if you're a blog that posts a lot of photos.

I don't read/write nsfw. I don't have much experience with this, but I had to do something to help. I have been writing for a long time but I've only published original work. Thank you for reading this, and hope to hear from you. If you're interested dm me or send me an ask.

[harzeke]

if you have, for some reason, ever wanted a playlist of what i consider the soundtrack to my fanfiction, (fuck a) silver lining, including an extremely deliberate track order. well i have great news. also what is wrong with you

[alixandra-multifandom-version]

Hiii my loves! I don't know if everyone does this or not but when I listen to music I like to think about different scenarios with my crush so here's a dick grayson Playlist (all taylor swift songs are Taylor'sversion)!!!

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0:24 ─●──────── -2:56

↻ ◁ II ▷ ↺

Rose colored lenses -Miley cyrus

"Slut!" -Taylor Swift

You're in love -Taylor Swift

Invisible string -Taylor Swift

Gold rush -Taylor Swift

I think he knows-Taylor Swift

Paper rings -Taylor Swift

False god -Taylor Swift

Lavender haze -Taylor Swift

Snow on the beach -Taylor Swift (ft lana del rey)

Gorgeous -Taylor Swift

Daylight -Taylor Swift

Lover -Taylor Swift (ft shawn mendes)

Die with a smile -Lady gaga and Bruno mars

OMG what's happening -Ava max

Naked -Ava max

Kiss kiss -jann

L.o.v.e. -Frank Sinatra

Lovers rock -TV girl

Prison for life -Olivia Rodrigo (unreleased should be found on the internet)

In between -Gracie abrams (unreleased should be found on the internet)

[isabeauwolf]

Pff, figures, haha XD

Writing my villain oc meeting Dabi's in an alleyway while he's leaning against a brick wall, smoking a cigarette and the first thing that pops into my head is "Cowboy Casanova" by Carrie Underwood.

So of course, I gonna listen to it.

"He looks like a cool drink of water. But he's candy-coated misery. He's the devil in disguise. A snake with blue eyes."

Yup, another song added to the Dabi playlist that keeps on growing. Shit.... Pyro, keeps trying to bury himself deeper and deeper into my head.

I know Dabi fangirls are squealing and laughing at me, chanting, "one of us! one of us!"

All I can say, cuz I know I've already said it, probably a millions times already. XD

Patchwork keeps showing up more and more than Shiggy at this point while I'm trying to focus on Kai, but noooooo, hehe.

Dabi's gonna be an impatient little gremlin, waving his hands in my face, "It's my turn, princess, me me me! Leave birdface and play with me instead."

Ugh, it's like he knows I'm a sucker for blue eyes and white hair! Which I think suits him better anyways

Anyways, let me know what ya'll think? Do you agree with me that this song "Cowboy Casanova" by Carrie Underwood screams, "Dabi!" Yes? No? Maybe?

Is the Dabi brainrot going too far? No? Nowhere close?

[iodotsys]

So as some of you may be aware, I am a musician. And since I am a musician, I am also insane. So, I decided to write an entire overture for Insane in the Membrane over the course of two days. Enjoy.

[vladdyissues]

Everyone shut up, The Cure released their new album today

I'm taking the day off

[pix-writes]

Sneak peek of Vampire!Ford fic

Thank you so much to all of the people who voted on the poll! And lo and behold vampire ford fic was the most popular! I had been writing it cause I want to get it out this month, anyway, but I'm glad it has gotten the attention and I'm going to focus my attention on the ones with the most interest after this one, too (prof ford, mafia stan and ford with reader who works at the diner etc.)💕

See under cut for the fic pic ;)

EDIT: this fic has now been posted, you can find it in my master list (pinned post/link in my bio)