Linkinpark Stories

***ONE CHAPTER OUT PER WEEK ON FRIDAY*** Emily Armstrong has stopped singing. She lives alone in Echo Park, in a slowed-down, almost motionless routine. Days pass between scribbled notebooks, night walks, and memories she avoids without ever really escaping them. Music is still there, in the background, but she no longer dares to face it. The voice still exists, somewhere - it just doesn't fully belong to her anymore. This fanfic is deliberately slow and introspective. It lingers on silence, on thoughts, on small, almost invisible gestures. There are no immediate revelations, no clear trajectory. Just a woman trying to understand who she has become after losing the thing that once defined her. A quiet encounter, a few exchanged words, a sound barely allowed to exist slowly begin to crack the stillness. Nothing is forced. Nothing moves fast. Everything unfolds at her own pace. This is a story about waiting, resistance, and the fragile moment when something starts breathing again. Trilogy 1 | Nothing Sounds Like Me Anymore : A slow, introspective story about silence, loss, and the fragile moment when a voice begins to return. Trilogy 2 | Off the Record : Emily works with Linkin Park in secret, rebuilding her voice and herself away from the spotlight, where everything is still uncertain. Trilogy 3 | Louder Than Light : Thrown back into the public eye, Emily must learn how to stay whole while standing under the lights again. Important note : These stories are works of fanfiction inspired by Emily Armstrong. While they draw on certain real elements for context and timeline, the narrative, relationships, and events are entirely fictional. © Mary Unsaid. All rights reserved. This work may not be copied, reposted, or adapted without permission.

** Un chapitre par semaine - chaque vendredi*** Emily Armstrong ne chante plus. Elle vit seule à Echo Park, dans un quotidien ralenti, presque immobile. Les journées passent entre carnets griffonnés, promenades nocturnes, souvenirs qu'elle évite sans vraiment y parvenir. La musique est toujours là, en arrière-plan, mais elle n'ose plus s'y confronter. La voix existe encore, quelque part, mais elle ne lui appartient plus vraiment. Cette fanfic est volontairement lente et introspective. Elle s'attarde sur le silence, sur les pensées, sur les gestes minuscules. Il n'y a pas de grandes révélations immédiates, pas de trajectoire évidente. Juste une femme qui tente de comprendre ce qu'elle est devenue après avoir perdu ce qui la définissait. Une rencontre discrète, quelques mots échangés, un son à peine assumé viennent peu à peu fissurer l'immobilité. Rien n'est forcé. Rien n'est rapide. Tout se fait à son rythme. C'est une histoire sur l'attente, la résistance, et le moment fragile où quelque chose recommence à respirer. Trilogie en cours : 1) Nothing Sounds Like Me Anymore : Une histoire lente et introspective sur le silence, la perte, et l'instant fragile où une voix commence à revenir. 2) Off the Record : Emily travaille en secret avec Linkin Park, reconstruisant sa voix et elle-même loin des projecteurs, dans un équilibre encore incertain. 3) Louder Than Light : Replacée sous les regards du public, Emily doit apprendre à rester entière tout en affrontant à nouveau la lumière. Note importante : Ces histoires sont des œuvres de fanfiction inspirées par Emily Armstrong. Bien qu'elles s'appuient sur certains éléments réels pour le contexte et la chronologie, l'ensemble du récit, des relations et des événements est entièrement fictif. © Mary Unsaid. Tous droits réservés. Cette œuvre ne peut être copiée, repostée ou adaptée sans autorisation.

Rachel and Quinn really do want to be with each other.... What if Rachel never kissed Finn on stage?

After Linkin Park left the stadium in Texas during their tour, Mike Shinoda realized that Chester gets more love than him. He all of a sudden feels jealousy inside him and doesn't stop doing bad things to Chester....or himself.

We met on the beach at sunset. When I first time saw his brown nuts eyes, I couldn't tear them away. I literally drowned in them. Brad Delson, and me, Grace Hill are together for a few months. We went to the same college together. But one day I have to say goodbye to him.

a collection of poems...that connects to the darkness of the heart..somehow musical..cause some are songs..some are out of frustration..some are out of joy..at the end ..its somehow..relates to our loneliness..and happiness also...it's not that pain always makes you sad...somehow..we find freedom ..this collection is manifestation of nostalgia..a part of thoughts..that is yet to be made in to pages..of books..the smell of the books..the..paper roses and beautiful handwritten poems..that somehow relaxes our multi dimensional stressed out life....

These are the all the Linkin Park songs they've published (well, I think it's all of them....)

As title states. This will just legit be me sharing songs I like. Idk why. Maybe ppl can listen and be like "that's cool" lmaooo

Rob's schedule is to quit the band at 3 o'clock, and then when it hits 4 o'clock, he comes out from his cave. He pays a visit to Brad, and they hang out.

"Because a kind soul like you could never play such a sick joke on all of us." A letter to you.

A classic case of revenge, but revenge no longer matters when it's replaced with love and compassion, right?

An open letter to someone who has influenced and inspired me to become a better person, to be myself, and to be who I want to be in the future. To someone who I owe my entire life to.

All my favourite songs, mostly rock and alternative stuff :) I do not own these songs, so all credit goes to the bands and singers and stuff bands like ; 30 Seconds To Mars, All Time Low, Nickelback, Opshop, OneRepublic, My Chemical Romance, Villainy, Imagine Dragons, Hinder, Paramore, Fall Out Boy, Matchbox 20 etc. and yeah :) Comment and vote.. if you want. No pressure :P I really appreciate it #221 in non-fiction, :) Thanks peoples :)

Pictures and Info All credit for songs and lyrics go to Linkin Park.

Linkin Park chats online

Lyrics of all songs by Linkin Park

This is quite literally a random book about all of my random thoughts, feelings and obsessions! Discuss whatever you like here, for this is just a dump of my current interests :)

"Let him, Mike. He's a Freak" The two boys had never crossed paths, until one day when Mike was walking in the hall and he saw Chester slumped against the lockers, crying. Mike stopped and asked Chester if he was okay. Chester shrugged him off and said he was fine.