#fanfic written with lyrics

[definedareasofuncertainty]

Hi friend, how are you 😙

I have some lyrics for yooooooou 💕

They shake their heads saying: God, help her, when I tell 'em he's my man But your good Lord doesn't need to lift a finger I can fix him, no, really, I can And only I can

“Caroline, you can’t go after him! He will kill you!” Elena yelled, grabbing hold of her arm to stop her.

Her words barely registered. Not when the searing pain in Caroline’s chest kept flaring up, accompanied a perhaps inexplicable anger. How could they have done this without telling her? If they had just said something- if they had just remembered to include her for once, then she could’ve made them see reason. She could have prevented all of this.

A body was laid on Elena’s living room; it looked half destroyed and ashen. She could still recognize it as Kol’s.

She’d never interacted with him much, and, truth be told, she hadn’t exactly been planning on extending her time in his company. And yet- a knot formed in her throat anyway. Where was Klaus?

“He will be back any time to kill you all! You murdered his brother. One he actually cared about. This is not like anything else- He will not let this go, Elena. I have to- if I talk to him, maybe I can convince him to let you go. Or at least buy you time. I-“

Her voice broke off. What was that conversation going to be like? How could she convince him not to avenge his little brother’s death? But if she didn’t say anything… He would come after her friends. She was the only one who could prevent more bloodshed. Would he even listen to her? Would he believe her when she told him she hadn’t known?

Klaus knows you, a voice whispered in the back of her mine. He had always been able to tell when she was telling the truth. Had always been able to see through her, to see her entirely. It would have to be enough. It would be enough.

“Why do you think he will listen to you? He is murderous, Caroline. You can’t distract him this time. I won’t let you put yourself in danger so that-

“I will not be in danger,” she said firmly. Too firmly. With too much certainty.

Elena faltered. Eyes widening in surprise then brows furrowing. “How do you know that?”

Caroline felt her heart racing. Her lips parted and closed twice, as she tried to find the words to form a confession. Her eloquence fell short for once, and she was left in silence, staring at her friend as her face betrayed far too much emotion. Guilt at secret she had been hiding. Hurt. Anger. And something that was beginning to look a lot like love.

“Elena.” It was Stefan who broke the silence. The look in his eyes too understanding.

Elena’s face crumbled, her mouth opening as understanding dawned upon her. “Oh, no. Care. What have you done?”

Caroline squared back her shoulders. “He won’t hurt me.”

send me lyrics from ttpd and i’ll write a minidrabble 🤍🖤

[incurable-peppermint]

Marcille feels herself being eaten alive as she revives Falin. Hollowed out, every last desire sucked out of her body. Created for the Lyrical Titles Album Challenge (2024) The Scary Jokes: April Fools Track Two - Apple Pie

[sauntering-down]

sometimes i wonder why we were all so enraptured by Evanescence in the early 00s and then i listen to My Immortal The Song and remember

[therealslimshakespeare]

those who can vibez || Bucky & Ida

[dreambigdreamz]

Written in the Stars — by Karliene

Um, so enjoy my not-so-great gif edits. I guess. It's mostly just for me to procrastinate on my fanfic hehe and there's more to this. Like I have in mind to make some more for Théodwyn & Éomund, as well as Nimbrethil Lothíriel's parents and something for Elfwine as well. I just love this song so much. Please listen to it! It's grand. Like no I cannot imagine anyone as destined as these two, goodbye. I am hopeless, you can well see.

[blackbutler-readerinsertsandjunk]

Peter after getting his S/O pregnant, pumping his fists in the air and cackling and feeling oh so virile: FUCK YEAH AM I A MAN OR WHAT?! Peter when his baby is born, sobbing his eyes out: OH MY GOD THEY'RE SO FUCKIN SMALL WHAT IF I BREAK THEM???

[questionablequeeries]

I will send you a song title for fic inspiration! How about "Faraway Promise" ?

Eddie was capable of being shockingly delicate with his hands. Seriously, the first impression people got when they saw a leather-clad, tattooed, scar-riddled man was generally not ‘Oh, I bet he does really good shading work when he paints his figurines’. It was why he was hunched over a music box now, assembling parts he’d hired someone to blacksmith (was that still the accurate term?) until it all slotted into the wooden pieces he’d carved to tell the story of a brave knight who had rescued the court jester from an evil warlock. The center figure that spun around was the two of them embracing, kissing so sweetly as they twirled to the tinkling rendition of Corroded Coffin’s ‘Broken King’ (their first gold record and the first of many that were written about Steve). When he brought it to Steve’s birthday party, he honestly forgot about the little surprise tucked away, distracted by friends oohing, his boyfriend’s sweet smile, and then being shoved into the pool by Dustin (he got the little twerp (not so little now, but still a kid to him) back by grabbing him around the ankles when he was talking to Suzie about colleges).

Steve wasn’t good with his hands. Okay, not completely true, he was relatively good with makeup and he could leave Eddie gasping and writhing under his touch, but other than that apparently four concussions and counting left his hands shaky. He would blame said shaky hands for knocking the music box off his dresser, sucking in a gasp, heart plummeting as his prized possession did, “Oh, no, no, no, no, no!” He pleaded to nobody in particular, cracking it open to see if it was intact. He breathed just about the deepest sigh of relief when he saw that it was okay. Eddie was recording a new album, he shouldn’t have to come back to fix Steve’s dumb mistake…okay, not dumb, his therapist had been working with him on self-deprecation, but he knew Eddie absolutely would drop everything for him. He paused when he saw the little heart that was before the twirling couple, squinting closely at it and making a curious little sound. It almost looked like…as he pushed it in and heard a click he confirmed that it was, in fact, a heart-shaped button. The couple stopped their dancing as they lifted slightly, mechanisms releasing to allow Steve to pull it out and reveal that they stood on top of a key. Oddly enough, he actually knew where it went, had seen the hole in the back of the box where the jester’s chest was, and he carefully inserted it. His eyes went wide when he saw the inscription against the secret drawer, ‘You are the key to my heart. Will you marry me?’ Along with a brilliant ring, a combinations of both of their birth stones. His first thought as his eyes watered was, ‘Oh my god, yes!’ And dreams of a small wedding that may never be recognized by the government but would always be recognized by they and their family. After his joy died down slightly and he was on the move to their phone to call his fiancé, his second thought was ‘Oh my god, Eddie, you absolute idiot. My birthday was five months ago.’

[sairitaikutsu]

Ya’ll would it be funny if instead of looking for a song to include in Reignite (bc it’s a bAND AU)…

What if. What if I just. Write one myself— *gets assassinated*

[ohanahoku-ao3]

Whumptober Day 4

@whumptober This is pretty late, so I doubt the mods will see it, but to those who do come across this, I hope you enjoy it!

General Audiences - Gen - Teen Wolf

Let's Be Wary of the Others, but Stay True to Ourselves

     Stiles was young when his mother told him about the 'Others'. She sat him down one night and held his hands as she warned him of the danger they posed. Werewolves, vampires, fae, and more. They were all 'Others'.

     "Be careful, Mischief. The Others are dangerous. They'll try to kill you. Do you understand me?" She asked, her usually playful voice more serious than he'd ever heard.

     "Yes, Mommy," Stiles answered, already so smart for his age, already too aware of what death meant.

     "Then promise me you'll be careful. Promise me you'll stay away from the Others."

     "I promise."

     Years later, Claudia Stilinski died. Left alone and without his mother to supervise him, Stiles found a loophole in their promise. He'd stay away from the Others but could at least research them. So he did. Stiles read everything he could get his hands on that could possibly be accurate. It was a lot of sketchy first-hand accounts, a few publications he could only find hidden behind the strongest firewalls he managed to break.

     Werewolves were the easiest to learn about. (Apparently, subtlety was not found in most wolves.) So when Scott got attacked and bitten out by the old Hale House at the start of freshman year, Stiles immediately knew what had happened. He knew that Scott had been turned, and with no signs of black blood, Stiles knew that his body had accepted the bite.

     Scott was a werewolf. Stiles had promised his mother he’d avoid those, so he tried. He didn’t hang out with Scott for the next few days except at school. But come the night of the full moon, Stiles broke his promise. Werewolf or not, Scott was his best friend, and he had no idea what would happen on the full moon.

     So Stiles broke his promise, getting into his Jeep and racing toward Scott. Not to Scott's house, no, but towards the school. He parked in hurriedly, casting a wary glance towards the buses before rushing towards the line of trees. He crashed through the thin brush, heart racing as a howl rose in the night air. He pushed forward, running faster than he ever managed for lacrosse.

     "Scott!” No sooner had he called out than Stiles felt his best friend slam into him, sending him flying from the collision. He coughed and wheezed as he landed among dry leaves, a hand pressing to his chest. “Scott.” He huffed, looking up into a stranger’s eyes. They were glowing yellow, so different from their usual brown. Scott’s brow was furrowed with rage above the golden gaze, and his teeth were bared with fangs hanging down, dripping saliva.

     “Scott, it’s me,” Stiles said desperately, slowly getting to his feet. “It’s me, buddy. I’m here to help.”

     Scott roared and rushed forward, claws popping from his fingertips and digging into Stiles’ shoulders as he threw him aside, Stiles crying out as he hit a tree and dropped to the ground.

     “Scotty, please.” Stiles gasped, pain ringing through his body, radiating from his shoulder. “Don’t make me do this.”

     The werewolf lunged at him again, claws reaching for his throat, and Stiles thrust his hand forward, watching with half-lidded eyes as Scott flew backwards this time. Stiles got to his feet again, wincing as his shoulder protested. He watched as Scott hit a tree and fell to the ground, blinking his eyes rapidly. The yellow glow flickered, wavering in his gaze as their eyes met.

     “You in there, buddy?” Stiles asked warily, stepping forward, one hand still raised.

     “Stiles?” He asked, voice rough. “Stiles, what-?” He lifted a hand and stared at his claws, reaching up to feel the fangs in his mouth. He growled and flinched at the noise, pulling away from his best friend as his voice shifted between the deeper tone and his natural pitch. “Stiles, stay away. I don’t- I don’t know what’s happening. You have to stay back!”

     Stiles breathed a sigh of relief. “Well, to hell with that!” He plopped himself down right in front of Scott, reaching out to put a hand on his friend’s shoulder, ignoring his slight flinch. “You’re a werewolf, Scott.”

     “What?” Scott’s voice was nearly silent as he stared at Stiles with wide eyes.

     “You’re a werewolf,” Stiles told him. “That’s what bit you, a werewolf.” He watched as Scott shook his head, disbelief and fear in his eyes. “Hey, buddy, look at me. You’re gonna be alright.”

     “How can this be alright?! This isn’t normal, Stiles!” Scott shouted, gesturing to himself.

     “I know, Scott! I know that.” Stiles was breathing heavily as he stared Scott in the eyes, his own fear playing over his face as he spoke. “Because I’m not normal either.” He said, letting his power come forth, causing his free hand to glow softly as he held it up to show Scott.

     Scott blinked but didn’t flinch away. He reached out with both hands to grab Stiles’ one, being ever so careful with his newfound claws. “What are you?” He breathed, looking up at his friend, the stranger before him.

     The world seemed to hush around them as Stiles spoke, his words all that Scott could hear. “I’m a spark.”

     The sound came rushing back as soon as Stiles stopped speaking, and a furious howl split the night air, Scott jolting with it, his eyes flashing as his wolf heard the call. But Scott didn’t go feral this time, seeming to anchor himself with his tight grip on Stiles’ hand. “Stiles, is that..?”

     “The werewolf who bit you,” Stiles answered, turning back from the noise to look at Scott. “Listen to me, Scott. The others are dangerous. They may be like us, but that does not mean they’re safe. We have to be careful.”

     “Okay.” Scott nodded, closing his eyes. He concentrated hard for a minute before the claws and fangs receded. His face returned to normal, and he looked up at Stiles. “What do we do now?”

     Stiles smiled, helping Scott to his feet. “Now we figure out how to avoid this alpha and stop him from killing anyone else.”

     “Else?” Scott looked a little green, and Stiles nodded solemnly.

     “He’s the one who killed the girl in the woods, and he’s not done yet.” Stiles squeezed Scott’s shoulder tight and made a promise- One he didn’t intend to break. “I won’t let him hurt you.”

     “I’m dangerous now,” Scott whispered, and Stiles nodded. “So I won’t let him hurt you either.”

     Stiles held his fist up. “Best friends for life?”

     Scott grinned and bumped their fists together. “Always.”

     Stiles smiled as he felt the cosmic promise set itself in place. That was one promise that neither of them would break.

[stxrdust-widow]

Posting this here as shameless self promotion, as well as create a place for me to reblog with updates. Hopefully seeing this every time I open Tumblr will guilt me into writing and finishing at least one of the many sequels I have planned ✌️

[arielmagicesi]

Every day I regret titling a fanfic after one of the less good CXG songs because whenever I get kudos for it, I get goddamn "Camp Kvetcher Girl" stuck in my head

[lovelesslittleloser]

Someone needs to hold me back or I’ll start writing so many new fanfics that will never see the light of your phone screen

[stransberries]

my dad is in the bathroom and he's on his phone, i'm in the living room just chilling and drinking coffe. then i suddenly hear dancing queen by abba playing for a few seconds, the sound is coming from the bathroom. i take a sip of coffee as the realization that i am no longer only seventeen hits me.

well, at least i can still be young and sweet...

[hidden-but]

today on Me vs Poetry Written in English:

My brain point blank doesn’t recognise hozier’s lyrics when they’re written as a plain-text sentence.

[izzyizumi]

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Digimon Adventure 02 ~ A.M.V. {Anime Music Video} Title: “Kocchi wo Muite” {“Look This Way”} Sung by: Yukana Nogami Music © CLAMP / Kodansha (Originally from: Cardcaptor Sakura) Featuring Duo/Ship/O.T.P: + {Daikari} / {DaiHika} (with equal Hikari<->Daisuke P.O.V’s, though leaning a bit more in Hikari->Daisuke focus) [+Bonus Ken, 02 Chosen as Support; Taichi & Hikari as Platonic/Familial/Supporting each Other]; {KenDai(+Miya)Hika can be read in; However, the main focus of this one is Daikari specifically, with KenDaiHika as side Poly!}

Summary:

“Although you show COURAGE, YOU’VE{?} got it Backwards A {maiden}[?]’s Heart is {fragile} and Trying…”

“Throughout all of the {xxxx} WE’RE Invincible”–

Digimon Adventure 02 © Toei Animation A.M.V. by Me No $$$ is being made off this Fanwork

Notes: - The 1st minute took about 45 min; 2nd part made took about just over 2hr’s; The 3rd+4th parts from interlude on took 35~ min each, Altogether, it’s already taken 3~4+ hr’s. - This is my 08/02 Focus work, for August 2nd anniversary of Adventures timeline! (by August 2nd, Vamdemon’s invasion of Odaiba had Begun) Daisuke, who was initially captured inside the same center as Odaiba convention center Vamdemon kept Tailmon trapped in; just might have come across a Certain Person (or two) Near this and the following exact Day{s}… (Alluding to Daisuke’s official Drama CD audio Track from “Digimon Adventure 02: Spring 2003”!) - This A.M.V. is overall a Standalone work. (It is not directly involved with my other work); However, it can be considered a work For the storyline that’s a precursor to Repeat-verse, which came before that story was conceived!) Therefore, it can be watched as a Standalone! - I reused a part of an older edit for the earliest Tri P.V.; (for timing placements) it had an old subtitle on, but I’ll remove that for the finished version! - (There is a moment of Hurricane Touchdown!Taichi for Timing) {As it works for my fan-‘verse, I left it in, with a bonus by end!} However, the work is overall/near-wholly 02-focused (so far)! - There is a small amount of out-of-context scenes, However, they’re meant to overall parallel the lyric{s} on-screen. - There is a single Tri spoiler from Kyousei; involving the character of “Homeostasis”, that (mind)-possesses Hikari briefly in Adventure Ep. 45 previously. {“Gennai” [Tri] can also be seen for some short seconds} - Major handful of “The Beginning” sequel spoilers by ending; However, it’s all actually immediately Pre-Final battle. (The Digimon in final battle can be seen Clearly, +Rui)

{I have not yet re-written the Daikari storyline involved with the past ficverse of mine in full; So please take this work as a sort of preview to it!} The ending lines and following sequences especially hint/allude a little more to my ficverse’s potential turnouts; but it can be viewed/read as semi or even fully canon compliant too!

(Further lyric{s} under ‘read more’!)

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[felassan]

What's all this about Solas speaking in iambic pentameter? English isn't my first language so I never noticed anything odd about the way he talks, but your blog is the first time I've seen it mentioned by anyone

hello! ◕‿◕ Solas sometimes speaks in a specific pattern or rhythm. It sometimes gets described as or compared by people to iambic pentameter. (which is a type of rhythm common in traditional English poetry. Shakespeare used it in his sonnets and plays.) Though, I'm not sure that it's actually literally that or always that. The main point is that at those times, he's speaking particularly poetically, with a specific poetic rhythm in his speech. (Like where the stress on syllables is and the 'beats' in his speech.) Occasionally, the Inquisitor's dialogue line[s] in response to him are the same.

When Trick Weekes wrote Solas in DA:I, they wrote some of his key scenes to KD Lang's cover of the song Hallelujah on a loop. They talked about some of their process and the reasons for the use of this technique in terms of Solas' characterization in this DA:I-era blog post:

Trick Weekes: "When Solas talks about things that he saw in the Fade, things that speak to a distant past, I needed him to sound ever so slightly otherworldly and wistful – someone remembering a dream with a sense of both sadness and inevitability. If you follow [that link] and look at some of Solas’s lines, you may notice a familiar rhythm come out. It would have been forcing it to give lines the same rhyme scheme, but giving the words the meter captured some of that wistfulness and made Solas sound ever so slightly otherworldly. (In the rare cases the player got into the same rhythm, there was always an approval bump from Solas. For that brief period, it was like the player was thinking like he did.) I used this a few times over the game, and I love what it did to his voice. Also, Cori (who edited Solas) is exceedingly kind for putting up with my request that changes to those lines keep this surreptitious rhythm."

[source]

An example of when it happens in DA:I is:

"I've journeyed deep into the Fade // in ancient ruins and battlefields // to see the dreams of lost civilizations. I've watched as hosts of spirits clash // to reenact the bloody past // in ancient wars both famous and forgotten. Every great war // has its heroes. // I'm just curious // what kind you'll be."

Compare this with the song's lyrics:

"I heard there was a secret chord // That David played, and it pleased the Lord // You don't really care for music, do ya? Well it goes like this: The fourth, the fifth // The minor fall, the major lift // The baffled king composing Hallelujah Hallelujah // Hallelujah // Hallelujah // Hallelujah"

An example from Trespasser is:

"I lay in dark and dreaming sleep [I heard there was a secret chord] while countless wars and ages passed [That David played, and it pleased the Lord] I woke still weak a year before I joined you. [You don't really care for music, do ya?]" etc.

Recent mentions of this are:

Q. Will Solas still occasionally or dramatically speak in iambic pentameter? A. “Massive kudos to Patrick, who always writes Solas so well. Again, Solas is a returning character. It’s the same Solas you know and love (or hate depending on who you are). The same writer. So I think the answer is yeah, it’s Solas.” – John Epler

[source: BioWare dev Discord Q&A on June 14th]

User: "you really went off with solas. but the iambic pentameter makes writing fanfic dialogue for him so treacherous..." Trick Weekes: "It doesn't always have to be in the cadence! Just when he's deeply feeling The Old Days! He's written in standard prose 99% of the time!"

[source]

I think he does it a bit in the gameplay reveal video [Veil ripping scene with Varric] too. hope this helps :>

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[For the developer Q&A from June 14th on Discord: Notes are here, re-watch link is here]