Musicfic cerita

Spain and Romano are having some relationship problems. Romano knows this, but he can't keep his god damn mouth shut long enough to do much anything about it. One day Spain disappears and Romano is left sitting, wondering how he could've let this happen and how he will go on living without his one and only friend. A really old Hetalia fanfiction I wrote based off Doubt by Twenty-one pilots. I... don't know what to think about this one. God its been a long time since I've done anything with Hetalia, found in the dark depths of my storage, looking for another old piece I will probably upload too, once I'm finished with it. Anywho I thought it might be interesting to some, Thnks fr rdng and have a nice day. ~Renee

The worst type of cry isn't the silent one. It isn't the one where everyone is asleep. It isn't the one where you feel it in your throat, and your eyes become blurry from the tears. It isn't the one where you just want to scream. It isn't the one where you have to hold your breath and grab your stomach to keep quiet. It isn't the one where you can't breathe anymore. It isn't the one where you realize that you're all alone. The worst type of cry is when there isn't anyone to be asleep It's the one where you can't feel it in your throat, because everything became numb a long time ago. It's the one where you can't scream because your voice has stopped working from neglect. It's the one where there is nothing for you to grab because you aren't even sure you exist anymore. It's the one where you try to stop breathing on purpose just to disappear for a while. It's the one where you just want to die, because you know there is no one left to miss you. It's the one where your soul weeps and there is no way to comfort it. It's the cry when you realize you just want to end it all.

Some days feel heavier without reason. When she finds a playlist titled with her name, she assumes it's coincidence-until the songs start mirroring her emotions with unsettling precision. Each track feels like someone noticing her from a distance. Someone who never interrupts. Someone who stays. This is not a love story with confessions. It's about quiet care, music as language, and the people who protect us without asking to be seen. (Inspired by BTS's comfort-focused discography and its impact on healing.)

📼 Back to When You Smiled A time-travel romance inspired by the heart-tugging magic of Lovely Runner Genre: Taglish | Time Travel | Angst-to-Comfort | Slow Burn | --- "A love worth rewriting time for." When Siena Caeli Moreau wakes up in her high school body, everything feels like a dream-except the memories she carries are real. Memories of Ezren Kael Alvero: the boy whose music once saved her, and whose loss shattered him beyond repair. But in this second chance at time, Siena is determined to change the ending. Armed with fragmented dreams, a mysterious cassette tape, and a love that refuses to fade, she walks the fragile line between fate and choice. Every moment with Ezren feels borrowed. Every smile-precious. Yet the past has its own way of catching up. As they get closer, shadows of the original timeline threaten to tear them apart once again. And when the ultimate truth is revealed-that it wasn't Ezren who was meant to die-Siena must decide: will she risk everything to save him, even if it means losing herself? --- 🔁 What would you do if time gave you one more chance with the person you lost? Would you love them harder? Or would you let them go again-so they could live?

Ranboo and Tubbo are famous twitch streamers who are tired of just creating content and Tommy needs people to join his band for his school project so who else to ask but his best buds.

In the summer of 2011, cities in Britain were ravaged by riots, fire and looting. I was talking to people via Facebook and the idea of a story was kindled. With their suggestions, and because I don't take much encouragement when I have an idea I love, this story grew and was written using the following criteria: It had to feature dragons and cake and these people either asked to feature in it, or were used because they'd come up in one of those Facebook status update game memes - mine was that I was a superhero. It helps if you understand British culture in terms of the puns, but hey, it's just a bit of fun. Also, the very occasional bit of dialogue has been borrowed from...elsewhere. See if you can spot it.... On 14 August 2011 at 12:14, the whisper of the Scarlet Harlot became a shout. The rest, as they say, is history ;)

Fic is based off the song "Until I Found You" by Stephen Sanchez Tavros x GN!Reader oneshot/musicfic because theres not enough fics about this amazing nerd :]] !!! I DO NOT OWN HOMSTUCK, OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN IT, OR THE SONG "Until I Found You" BY STEPHEN SANCHEZ, I ONLY OWN THIS FIC !!!

the moon rises and I am becoming you we were so different but my heart is now being colored with you a Na Jaemin story ©️ -jaeangels

Music brings out the writer in me. Albeit my writing is crappy, I still want to share it to the world. Disclaimer: I obviously don't own any of the songs or the person who wrote it or whatever tf.

She wonders, not for the first time, when it happened that those feelings of friendly affection turned into something much, much deeper. The fact is that Sugawara Koushi -her best friend since they were 5 years old and making mud cakes in the playground of their neighborhood- is just golden, in every single shape and form. In which reader, an aspiring pianist, and Sugawara Koushi are childhood friends. Both support each other through their aspirations and dreams.

David Schmitt is one of the biggest inspirations for this 16 year old girl, Velirah. She has a very bad home life and doesn't seem to care that much about norms. One day, she is actually thankful for her abusive brother putting her in the hospital. But the only reason is because she meets her biggest idol. Velirah feels unbelievably lucky when she finds out her Doctor is actually her biggest idol. What will happen to Velirah? Will she be happy? Find out by clicking "Read Now!".

Astra Opal is excited when her best friend, Diljá, invites her on her Eurovision journey. As an Eurovision obsessed fan she can do nothing but scream with joy, but how will she mingle with the other contestants? Simultaneously an old friend of her wants to reconnect after years of silence between them. She does not know much of Eurovision, but seems very keen on keeping Astra's attention. ☆✮Started: 1. December 2023✮☆ ☆✮Ended: ✮☆

lemme guess ur gonna read this cause u yearning like a clown in the club like the rest of us anyways jjba oneshots, contains occasional gore, yandere, lime, fighting, cursing, all that stuff

Idk I'm just doing this for fun

A Brandon Flowers AU set during the course of Flamingo, Battle Born, and The Desired Effect.

It's a moonsun fic about Byul having a crush on Solar and she is suffering so badly from pain cuz she is start to fall in live with her but the problems just stratnig to grow more and more...

A very short story (mainly) based off my favorite Tally Hall song 'Spring and a Storm.'

The story is based off of songs.

There is no feeling to be felt. No more sounds to be heard. No more colors to shine. All there is, is blank silence, and grey skies. The same grey sky shows dully as the first match is lit, and the butt of the cigarette is in flames. Then there is one sound though; a passing radio plays the right music, to express exactly how the atmosphere is inside of the minds of Marshall Simmons and Tessa Day; 'You're gone and I got to stay high All the time to keep you off my mind High all the time to keep you off my mind Spend my days locked in a haze, Trying to forget you babe, I fall back down Got to stay high all my life to forget I'm missing you Staying in my play pretend Where the fun ain't got no end Can't go home alone again Need someone to numb the pain' They've both lost everyone; it's time someone was found. (This is a slow moving story feelings wise. No automatic feelings or "Wtf, you just met them" reactions. I personally loathe types of stories like that, so I get the struggle perfectly.)