Dancingonmyown Stories

i danced on my own for long enough, and now he's here to dance with me

This is a songfic based of Robyn's song Dancing On My Own. Everything recognisable belongs to their original owner, I only own the characters and part of the plot. Feel free to read, vote, comment and share. I hope that you will enjoy this story.

Short story inspired by the song Dancing On My Own. Specifically, the covers by Callum Scott and Kato. Staged in a dance club, this is my interpretation of two people affected by the song.

We danced the night away and even though I kept you close you were far away into the unknown and that's when I realised... I was dancing on my own... (This is book is inspired by a movie)

Kibum is in love with Jinki (who doesn't have a clue about that), Minho knows the situation and always cheers him up. Everything changes when they are invited to a party, and meet a girl Kibum had problems with.

an eternal love triangle involving the ocean, the moon, and the earth inspired by "Dancing On My Own" by Robyn

John is painfully aware of how shy and insecure he is. Which is why he doesn't dance or play bass often. It takes a lot of liquid courage for him to go out on the dance floor, usually because he doesn't have a dance partner. But when he's in the comfort of his bedroom or properly drunk, he'll let the music takeover his body. Playing bass alone isn't the same thing as rocking out with a proper band. So he writes songs and bass riffs that way when he joins a band he'll be prepared to wow them. If he ever stops being shy long enough to audition for a band. or John Deacon just wants to dance and play his bass.

When thirteen year old dancer Emme gets caught up in a custody war when her parents divorce, the only thing she can turn to is her quickly progressing dance career. Emme applies to a dance company and gets accepted, she has to decide whether she wants to stick with family or go to her dream school, as a teen, Emme's life pirouettes into a new perspective. Her decision also includes a boy, her best friend since the age of five, when Emme started dance. What will they do?

My first songfic! I'm really sorry that I made the reader semi-depressed :( WARNING: THIS IS A VERY DEPRESSING STORY (sorry not sorry).

What starts as something casual quickly blurs into something neither of them can define - too intense to ignore, too complicated to name. He won't call it love. She can't call it nothing. On a tour full of noise, lights, and fleeting moments, Maeve might just discover that the loudest battles are the ones happening inside her own heart. Maeve: "If he cares, why won't he say it?" Elijah: "If I say it, everything changes."