Inspiredbymusic Stories

What if Michael Reeves and Pokimane(Imane) knew each other before Offlinetv and what if something happened before that lead to this Semi Hostility towards each other?

"I wished upon a Star last night and thought of you But it must have been a dream, 'cause you're not here I've not been one to believe in fairytales or fantasy But perhaps it's time for a change of mind, Guess there's a first for everything" Story inspired by 'One Less Star' by Matt Van Started all the way back in March 2020

I imagine this is a faerie wood for some reason - that's just what the music paints to me.

A short story, that I came up with whilst listening to Rise Against's "September Children". DISCLAIMER Look out for MILD LANGUAGE and ADULT THEMES. Personally I don't believe that it would warrant a Mature rating. If you've listened to the song and it's lyrics, you'll know what this story is gonna be about.

Alexandria Woods has become one of Hollywood's biggest stars by keeping everyone and everything at a distance. She is the ultimate professional. Go in, do her part and get out with as little attachments as possible. Love is weakness is her motto, and that leaves no time for friends or getting close to anyone. All of that changes when Clarke Griffin barges into her life. Clarke Griffin is a struggling actress about to give up on her dreams until she scores the role of her dreams. In a few short days, her life is completely turned upside down. She is costarring and living with the one and only Alexandria Woods, and nothing will be the same for either. The more the pair get to know each other the stronger the bond between them becomes. Will they be able to overcome the obstacles stacked against them and make it work? Can they find their happily ever after? - the story doesn't belong to me full credit goes to poupame on AO3 !!

A series of short stories/microfiction inspired by twentyonepilot's album blurryface. Fo each song, a new story. Not sure if I'll ever get round to finishing this but I figured it might be cool to do.

Well, you only hear the music when your heart begins to break. ↬ They live unaware in their enemy's heart. They've been hidden there for ten years. But not for much longer. ↬ Crossposted from Archive Of Our Own. ↬ P R A I S E i actually love the writing style! it's like one fluid thought, i love the way it flows, the way you can bring different moods into it, i love it, i love it. - thisdieswithme Hahaha I honestly love this series way too much it's just so good ahh I literally can't describe it (dies) anyways good job :) - ye well that was just amazing - anon

Most of this is just me spouting nonsense inspired by songs I like.

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cause everything my mind can make up is this grey poetry.

Lei era una inusuale ragazza la quale aveva una camaleontica anima: non aveva una bussola morale, non aveva una personalità fissa, solo un'indecisione interiore ampia quanto l'oceano.

When twenty-nine-year-old Edgar Conner's band collapses and his life stalls in the wreckage, he ends up behind the bar at a dim little place called The Lighthouse. One late night, while wiping down empty glasses and nursing a bruised ego, he meets Mia Presley - a freelance photographer with a quiet intensity and a camera bag full of secrets. Their connection sparks in fragments - coffee after shifts, late walks by the waterfront, shared exhaustion and half-meant laughter. But beneath the growing closeness runs the ache of two people who have learned to protect themselves more than they've ever learned to love. When old fears resurface, Mia pulls away, leaving Edgar to face the silence he's always tried to outrun. Music becomes his only language again - raw, stripped down, painfully honest. His songs reach her before his words do, and soon both realize what they had wasn't dependency; it was balance. Months later, they find each other again - older in quiet ways, steadier in fragile ones. Through art and sound, they rebuild something not perfect, but real: a love that doesn't rescue or consume, only holds steady through the weight of living. Set in a modern cityscape of rain-soaked nights, dim bars, and unspoken apologies, Unsteady is a story about learning that being broken isn't failure - it's human. And sometimes, the bravest thing two people can do is stand side by side, unsteady, but together.

What would happen if the survivors of the first Killing Game had their lost memories restored?

This will probably end up being a poetry book inspired by music that I listen to so don't expect some profound meanings in this. Started: 24.04.18 Finished: (N/A)

[ hazel callahan x fem!oc ] I can't hide from you like I hide from myself.

she was sunshine he was midnight rain _____ after so long, was it even possible for them to still feel everything they once felt? the shivers when skin touches by accident, the nervousness of knowing they are in each other's presence, the chilling exchange of glances, everything is back when haruto sees akira again when he, five years later, returns to fukuoka. | cross posted on ao3 |

Ebony and Tyler have been in a relationship for about 2 years. Tyler had always told Ebony he loved him, but Ebony had never said it back to him. Tyler was understanding and waited for him. But is Ebony even in love with him? Copyright © TheQuietLoser13| 2020 All rights reserved. The book may not be reproduced, distributed, or used in any manner whatsoever without the written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. (1367 words)

Just ideas the music and art supplied my head with.