Deadsara cerita

A collection of songs that I think are underrated or think more people should listen to :)

He tenido la idea de agregar una especie de recopilación sobre canciones de rock y metal clásicas y también más modernas para poder traducirlas en este espacio. Si eres de los que aman el Rock y el Metal, no importa de que variante, te recomiendo que te pases a leer algunas traducciones de las canciones más representativas de este género, y si quieres saber la traducción de una de tus canciones favoritas no dudes en ponerme tu sugerencia en los comentarios, siempre y cuando la canción sea de Rock o Metal. Esta es una recopilación de canciones y traducciones sin fines de lucro y ninguno de los materiales que aquí presento son míos, sino de sus legítimos dueños.

Trilogie 1 | Rien ne sonne plus comme moi (une fanfiction sur Emily Armstrong) Fanfiction. Queer. Brute. Inspirée par Emily Armstrong. « Je m'appelle Emily Armstrong. Tu connais la voix. Tu ne connais pas l'histoire. » Elle était le feu derrière Dead Sara. Brutale, magnétique, vivante. Mais à 36 ans, la voix s'est tue. Emily vit seule à Echo Park, hantée par le silence, les souvenirs, et une femme qu'elle n'arrive pas à oublier. Ce n'est pas une success story. C'est ce qu'il y avait avant. Avant Linkin Park. Avant la lumière. Juste le silence, le désir... et une dernière chanson que personne n'était censé entendre. Trilogie en cours : • Fanfiction 1 - Rien ne sonne plus comme moi (40-50 chapitres) Emily dans l'ombre. Elle écrit. Elle cherche. Elle renaît, lentement. • Fanfiction 2 - Off the Record (30-40 chapitres) Elle travaille avec Linkin Park, en secret. Personne ne le sait. • Fanfiction 3 - Plus fort que la lumière (30-50 chapitres) Elle rejoint le groupe. C'est public. C'est puissant. C'est intouchable. Inspirée de faits réels. Écrite pour toutes celles qui sont tombées amoureuses de sa voix et qui en voulaient plus. Important : ceci n'est pas la réalité.

Trilogy 1 | Nothing Sounds Like Me Anymore Fanfiction. Queer. Raw. Inspired by Emily Armstrong. "My name is Emily Armstrong. You know the voice. You don't know the story." She was the fire behind Dead Sara. Loud, magnetic, alive. But now, at 36, the voice is gone. Emily lives alone in Echo Park, haunted by silence, by memories, by a woman she can't forget. This is not a rise-to-fame story. It's what came before. Before Linkin Park. Before the lights. Just silence, desire... and one last song no one was supposed to hear. Trilogy in Progress • Fanfic 1 - Nothing Sounds Like Me Anymore (40-50 chapters) Emily in the dark. Writing. Searching. Slowly reawakening. • Fanfic 2 - Off the Record (30-40 chapters) She works with Linkin Park secretly. No one knows. • Fanfic 3 - Louder Than Light (30-50 chapters) She joins the band. Public. Powerful. Untouchable. Fictionalized from real events. Written for all of us who fell in love with her voice and needed more. Important : This is not reality.

'Only stopping close infront of me, she fixates me with her gaze. I can feel her breath on my face as I shift my eyes to her lips. They look so soft. I wish I could press mine against them. Caressing them with my tongue. Tasting her warmth. Shyly I look back up. Seeing her blue iris. The dark lashes framing their almond shape. We're close. Extremly close. Only one more step and our mouths would touch. I can feel the tension building up. Electric sparks dancing between us. Our breaths going fast, exhaling through our parted lips. And just as I get the courage to close the gap, the door is being opened.' -> for the best experience listen to the songs in the titles of each chapter

A dancer, whose career feels like it's coming to an end, and a singer, whose career only seems to be getting started, meet in Paris. A/N: This work contains descriptions of addictions and mental health issues.

Some cursing will be in the lyrics

Of guns who make them rule. Of blood that break them through. Of love, that's for a fool. Of leather that's left of you. "...and all the money I had couldn't buy what I wanted at the exact moment. And all the whiskey in the world couldn't make me forget what I was feeling. And I would gladly give up all the power I had gained to feel it one more day." What if feels to be a part of the most dirty money-making businesses a man could ever imagine. What it feels to delete your past and live in the present and future. And most importantly, what it feels to gain and lose. An Emily Armstrong fanfiction