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screnmemes · 2 years

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(sad) lyrics to inspire you from folklore - taylor swift ♡

by: @ncoincidences for: @screnwriter ’s birthday! ♡

if one thing had been different, would everything be different today?

you knew the hero died, so what’s the movie for?

some things you just can’t speak about

a friend to all is a friend to none

chase two girls, lose the one

i knew you’d haunt all of my what-ifs

but i’m still on my tallest tiptoes, spinning in my highest heels, love, shining just for you

you taught me a secret language i can’t speak with anyone else

you know i didn’t want to have to haunt you

i knew i’d curse you for the longest time

look at this godforsaken mess that you made me

who knows if i never showed up, what could’ve been

you know damn well for you i would ruin myself a million little times

the worst thing that i ever did was what i did to you

don’t want no other shade of blue — but you; no other sadness would do

i remember thinkin' i had you

and if my wishes came true, it would’ve been you

i loved you, i swear i loved you, 'til my dying day

you had to kill me but it killed you all the same

even on my worst day, did i deserve, babe, all the hell you gave me?

my barren land, i am ash from your fire

you didn’t even hear me out

you’re not my homeland anymore, so what am i defending now?

you never even gave a warning sign (i gave so many signs)

i didn’t have it in myself to go with grace

you weren’t mine to lose, ’cause you were never mine

i never learned to read your mind, i couldn’t turn things around

look at this idiotic fool that you made me

and if i’m dead to you, why are you at the wake?

i still got love for you

i’ve been having a hard time adjusting, i had the shiniest wheels, now they're rusting

all this time, we always walked a very thin line

would it be enough if i could never give you peace?

it’s hard to be anywhere these days when all i want is you

you turned into your worst fears

i had a marvelous time ruinin' everything

you can aim for my heart, go for blood, but you would still miss me in your bones

so i’m leavin' out the side door

my only one, my kingdom come undone, you have beaten my heart

so step right out, there is no amount of crying i can do for you

you were my town, now i’m in exile, seein' you out

#song lyric prompt #writing prompts #ncoincidences #folklore #prompt list #writing ideas #writing inspiration #writing #rp meme #sentence starters #angst prompts #breakup prompts #song prompts

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apocalypse-shuffle · 2 years

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HAWKGIRL | KENDRA SAUNDERS (legends of tomorrow)

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“RAGE” (Kendra Saunders x Gn!Reader)

| You help Kendra out after she goes feral on a pentagon guard.

| Reader is always black unless I say differently

| SFW, canon typical violence I’d say - legend!reader

| 1k+ words

Song lyric prompt #ONE:

I like bad bitches who be ragin’! Rage!(Rage by Rico Nasty)

You take in a deep breath through your nose, hold for a few seconds and then slowly let it out through your mouth.

Across from you Kendra does the same, wings twitching a little as she attempts to empty her mind.

While her eyes are closed, yours are wide open checking for any signs of frustration. Rip had asked you to help Kendra out after the mission at the pentagon where she lost her shit on some guards and you needed to be sure this was actually helping.

“Just breath,” you murmur. “Before I can try anything you’ve got to be calm.”

And Kendra tries, she does, for ten more minutes she sits with you and breathes the way you instructed her to, but her body stays frigid. Her wings are the greatest indication that the breathing isn’t doing anything though, in fact the deeper she goes into her own mind the more they start to twitch and then ruffle.

“It’s not working,” you state.

Kendra seems to react positively to you not rising to her frustration and her wings fold in closer to her body as her breaths become less wild.

“I don’t know why, I’m doing what you told me to.”

You shrug, gathering the jacket you were partially sitting on from the floor.

“It happens, not everyone’s ready to be trapped in their own head.”

You wait until she retracts her talons before standing up.

“You know what?” Kendra gives you a low look, you smile. “I think I know something that might help.”

She crosses her arms.

“I think anything is better than more meditation.” She sighs, “No offense,”

You give a tiny laugh. “None taken, meditation is not for everybody and breathing exercises don’t even always help me.”

She nods and you walk over to her, telegraphing your approach to give her time to move away before you grab her hand.

“We good?”

Kendra flips her hair over her shoulder and squeezes your hand back.

“Yeah,” she nods. “Yeah we’re good. Trust me, if we weren’t I probably would’ve lost control on you. I’m prone to doing that now, you know?”

You roll your eyes and push her to start walking with you.

“Give yourself a break, you've been through a lot in a very short amount of time. And not even regular people ‘a lot ‘.”

Kendra chuckles, though her lips stay thinly pressed together.

“Most people don’t almost maul someone to death when they’re stressed.”

“They don’t have wings either, Kendra.”

You both stop in the loading bay, devoid of the other Legends for once, and you drop your jacket on one of the crates. Kendra raises her brow at you.

“So what? Are we gonna sit around and talk?”

“Hell no,” you scoff. “If we can’t get rid of that rage, then we’re going to redirect it.”

You move things that could hinder you off your person as you speak, and Kendra seems to get your drift because she takes a second to pull her hair back.

“Your plan is to beat the rage out of me?”

She shifts into a fighting stance. Across from her you mimic it.

You shake your head. “Mm mm. If all that anger is festering then we can’t move forward to solve its root. So we’re going to dispel some of it. Kind of like primal therapy.”

She smirks, “If it gives me a reason to kick your ass then I’m down.”

“Good,” you gesture to yourself as you start circling each other. “Now yell.”

She does, battle cry reverberating along the small space.

The two of you clash in the middle. Dodging and dishing out hits in equal measure. Fighting Kendra is different from fighting Sarah, she’s clumsier when it comes to skill, but watching out for her wings is an added obstacle that tends to make things more fun.

As she’s gotten more comfortable with her wings Kendra’s upgraded from only utilizing them for flight. She often strikes with them now, and the large wingspan makes it harder for you to get close.

“Now tell me something that's frustrating you.”

She grunts, swinging a fist at you but you block it with your forearm.

“I’m mad that Carter talked me into becoming a Legend even though I was fine back home.”

“I thought you made a bet and he beat you?”

“That’s not the point!”

Her next hit catches you off guard and you skid backwards then have to twist out of the way of her leg when you see it coming moments later.

“I’m mad that every decision I make is someone else’s!”

She dodges one of your hits and the two of you are back to circling one another. You're both panting as she keeps yelling.

“I’m tired of people making decisions for me!”

The second battle cry she lets out after that doesn’t startle you but it does immediately send you back into action. You both make good use of the limited space in the docking bay. Kendra corners you, face steeped in concentration, and you climb up a stack of crates to evade her.

“Then start making your own,” you blow out as you jump away from her wing.

“How? Even you helping me right now wasn’t my decision.”

You hum as you knock her in the arm and then slide behind her.

“Do you want to stop?”

You hit the back of her knee and she kneels for a split second before catching herself with her wings and flying upwards, she lands a few feet in front of you.

“I’m not stopping, no.”

You smirk at each other and close in again.

When you manage to get near enough to her after sliding underneath one of her wing swipes, she actually laughs as she’s forced to retreat backwards to avoid any more of the couple hits you get in. At another point she faints and swipes you on the arm, you feel the scrape and fall back.

It’s fun, the two of you spar, taunting one another and eventually even laughing as you fight. There’s no goal for who’s going to win, but eventually you go so long sweat starts to fall into your eyes and your reaction time gets slower. Kendra’s stamina unfortunately has no such bounds.

It’s as that’s happening that you get a really good hit in, it’s pure luck at that point and you’re definitely ready to call truce, when Kendra growls and then launches herself at you. Your eyes widen and you duck. You're not fast enough though and she catches you right in your middle, causing the air to evacuate from your lungs as you’re brought to your back.

Your heart spikes, you can’t help it, you’d seen Kendra rip that security guard's face to shreds. The lack of recognition in her eyes when you’d dragged her away, the distinct feeling of being prey, had felt nauseating. That’s why you’d agreed to Rip’s request so easily. You didn’t want a repeat of that and the way Kendra had panicked right afterwards, looking like she wanted to jump right out of her skin, you didn’t want to see your partner in that state again either.

You start to buck wildly in her hold, you were doing so good and that hadn’t even been the first good hit you’d landed, you didn’t know what triggered-

It takes you a few seconds of struggle before you realize that Kendra isn’t moving. She’s only got the brown of your wrists firmly held above your head, looking down at you with her eyebrow raised.

You suck in a harsh breath and laugh.

“Fuck.”

At your exclamation Kendra gives you a tiny smile.

“Sorry,” she looks away with a little cringe. “I got excited.”

You nod, testing her hold, it doesn’t budge.

“Well, I haven’t been brutally mutilated.”

To your utter bafflement her face lights up and she smiles down at you.

“Exactly! I felt the same urge as last time but then I was on top of you and it got a lot easier to control when I saw your face.”

You smile back finally, eyes bright and clear of panic.

“That’s great! Now we just have to figure out why and how to replicate it.”

Her light eyes sparkle, “Good, this definitely worked better than meditation,” she smirks down at you before squeezing at your captured wrists. “And I like putting you on your back.”

NOTE: This one was nice and easy I think. And also for a character that’s not in high demand but I don’t really care.

#legends of tomorrow #kendra saunders #hawkgirl #hawkwoman #kendra saunders x reader #kendra saunders x black reader #kendra saunders x black!reader #kendra saunders x gn!reader #black!reader #lot x reader #black y/n #song lyric prompt

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tempest-melody · 1 year

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Writing Group: Poetry: XVII

It has been a while since I posted a writing exercise. This one was a fun one, we all contributed song lyrics and then drew one at random. From there we could write anything using the selected lyrics as inspiration. I don’t remember the song my lyrics were from but I did use them to write a poem. As always, I have only made edits for spelling and readability. There used to be a graying…

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#Fire #Free verse #Poerty #Song Lyric Prompt #Writing Group #Writing Prompt

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pinealis · 2 years

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I dont know which is more annoying, people who claim the universe is objectively good without having any data to back dat up or people who whine all the time.

I am usually both but not today.

Today, our fellow citizens, our way of life, our very freedom came under attack in a series of deliberate and deadly terrorist acts. The victims were in airplanes, or in their offices; secretaries, businessmen and women, military and federal workers; moms and dads, friends and neighbors. Thousands of lives were suddenly ended by evil, despicable acts of terror.

The pictures of airplanes flying into buildings, fires burning, huge structures collapsing, have filled us with disbelief, terrible sadness, and a quiet, unyielding anger. These acts of mass murder were intended to frighten our nation into chaos and retreat. But they have failed; our country is strong.

God bless.

(bass drop)

#song lyric prompt

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creativepromptsforwriting · 7 months

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Fic Titles: Song Edition

Part IV

Two hands longing for each other's warmth - Still, Daughter

I wish everyone knew what's so great about you - This is the last time, The National

You will still haunt me - Tessellate, alt-J

Thought I learned my lesson - me & ur ghost, blackbear

I know my heart would break - Francesca, Hozier

All my lovers were there with me - Pyramid Song, Radiohead

You are the solution - You are the solution, Loving Caliber

Save me once again - Lifesaver, Sunrise Avenue

Mess with us (you messed up) - The girls, Blackpink

Please take me home - I'm a liar, Amy Shark

I can't remember to forget you - Can't remember to forget you, Shakira ft. Rihanna

They own this town - They own this town, Flora Cash

My sweetest downfall - Samson, Regina Spektor

Someday, we'll both be older - Using you, Mars Argo

'Cause I will be the death of you - Breath, Breaking Benjamin

They were lost and never found - Fallen leaves, Billy Talent

So long, my luckless romance - Almost lover, A Fine Frenzy

I'm gonna kiss you like the sun - Every other freckle, alt-J

Like a lonely lover's charm - Get some, Lykke Li

You′re the sweetest I've ever tasted - Dark Side, Blind Channel

I will love you without any strings attached - Two, Sleeping at last

Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down - Everybody wants to rule the world, Tears for Fears

Why do I keep getting attracted? - Case 143, Stray Kids

I will hold you in my arms like a friend - World falls apart, Dash Berlin

Making me come (to my sinful senses) - Using you, Mars Argo

Someone who'll set my heart free - Hope there's someone, Avicii

Dancin' in the dark (in the pale moonlight) - Summertime sadness, Lana del Rey

Pushing past the limit - Hallucinogenics, Matt Maeson

Let's dance the dance that lovers do - Soul mate, Flora Cash

It's the long goodbye that gives us away - Mess her up, Amy Shark

More titles!

#fic titles #song titles #song lyrics #writing ideas #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writing prompts #writing inspiration #creative writing

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seakrisp · 10 months

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SulemioWeek23: Day 6 highschool (if you squint)

i wanted to recreate the hug from the show and paired with the most teenage sapphic yearning song bcs yes.

lyrics from Triple Dog Dare by Lucy Dacus

#seajjae illustrations #my art #fanart #suletta mercury #digital art #g witch #sulemio #miorine rembran #mioletta #sulemioweek23 #lucy dacus #song lyrics #highschool au #shipprompt #shipweek #prompt week

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swingstep · 6 months

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she said, "it just feels inhumane to lose this much." 'cause when you leave, you know you take more than your love.

#library of ruina #roland lor #angelica lor #cringetober 2023 #cringetober2023 #prompt was Song Lyrics ! ft. cicada days - will wood bc iam Very normal abt that track. ✌#this wasnt the original plan but uhhhh blacked out n did this n i liked it so \o/ yippy !!!!!

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unboundprompts · 10 months

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The Oh Hellos Prompts

➣ writing prompts from The Oh Hellos songs. feel free to edit as you see fit.

"The terrible fire of old regret is honey on my tongue." - Bitter Water

"There is beauty in the way of things." - There Beneath

"I am not the fool I was when I was younger." - Exeunt

"I am not afraid to die." - This Will End

"They were quick to recognize the devil in me." - Second Child, Restless Child

"I can't shake this feeling that I was only pushing the spear into your side again." - Passerine

"We have lived in fear, and our fear has betrayed us." - I Have Made Mistakes

"I want to be more than this devil inside of me." - Dear Wormwood

"I know I shouldn't love you." Bitter Water

"Leave the ruins where they fall." - Grow

"You can't take any gold or rings further than the grave." - Eurus

"I can see how this will end in all its bitter tragedy." - This Will End

"You'll bury me beneath the tree I climbed when I was a child." - Bitter Water

"The heavens can be both sacred and dust." - Hieroglyphs

"I cannot trust what you say when you're grieving." - Exeunt

"When I saw my reflection it was a stranger beneath my face." - The Lament of Eustace Scrubb

"Suffering is all there is to gain in life." - This Will End

"The sight held me fixed like a bayonet against my throat." - Pale White Horse

"We were born in the shadow of the crimes of our fathers." - The Valley

"My palms and fingers still reek of gasoline from throwing fuel to the fire." - Passerine

"You were the brightest shade of sun I had ever seen." - Like the Dawn

"I know that wicked shape to your smile." - Where Is Your Rider

"You have always been there in my mind." - Dear Wormwood

"I am coming home to you." - Thus Always To Tyrants

"I wanna give it all I've got, and I want nothing back." - Theseus

"I want to spin something out of nothing." - Zephyrus

"Blood was our inheritance." - The Valley

"I think that you're worth keeping around." - Soap

"I've got holes in my pockets burned by liar's gold." - In Memoriam

"You were the light that the fire would bring." - Passerine

"All the memories come flooding fast." - Grow

"Like the wind it slips again out of my fingers." - Eurus

"You've been too busy thinking ahead of where we're all going after we're dead to maybe consider our bodies are worth more than the dust that we can return to the ground again." - Hieroglyphs

"You were the song that I'd always sing." - Passerine

"We were born in the valley of the dead and the wicked." - The Valley

"Like the dawn you broke the dark and my whole earth shook." - Like the Dawn

"Death, she is cunning and clever as hell." - Eat You Alive

"They saw trouble in my eyes." - Second Child, Restless Child

"I stole from my father all I thought I could sell." - Wishing Well

"When I saw my demons I knew them well and welcomed them." - The Lament of Eustace Scrubb

"I was torn between my god and my Father." - I Was Wrong

"The rain will strengthen your soul." - I Have Made Mistakes

"If there's two things I know, it's that the sky looked white and then the water like wine when I first met you." - Lapis Lazuli

#prompts inspired by lyrics #writing prompts #writing ideas #prompt list #dialogue prompt #story prompt #the oh hellos #song lyrics #lyrics #song quotes

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yarrowdraws · 7 months

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Discotober 9. - "maybell"

One day the sun, too tired to shine Slept in the deep, green sombre lake And in the darkness, the world did ail Until she came, for all our sake Oh that girl with pearls in her hair Is she real or just made of air I know she'll wait for me She will set me free

#everyones favorite doomer grandpa (the communist one)#disco elysium #Iosef Lilianovich Dros #the deserter #discotober #im gonna take a break i cant draw all of these prompts #song lyrics is pearl in her hair/ gyöngyhajú lány by omega. hehe

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mrsjellymunson · 14 days

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Turning P!nk

Written for the @steddiemicrofic April prompt ‘Fool’

WC: 454 | Rating: T | CW: none | tags: and then they were roommates, friends to lovers, idiots in love, love confession (sort of), ficlet based on song lyrics

“So if you're too school for cool,

And you're treated like a fool-

Treated like a fool!”

Eddie watches as Steve, in his own world, folds laundry, singing along with one of his favourite tracks. He’s a little flat in places, probably because he’s wearing headphones, but he has a surprisingly nice singing voice, and is even doing the harmonies.

He’s bending his knees and wiggling his shoulders to the beat, but it’s when he starts swinging his hips in time that Eddie nearly loses it.

He’s the fool if he thinks he can carry on like this, sharing an apartment with his friend who he’s developed a massive crush on.

If only there was a way to tell him that didn’t involve, y’know, actually coming out and saying it…

A few weeks later Steve’s come to watch Corroded Coffin at The Hideout. He notices Eddie’s antsier than usual, hands running through and frizzing his hair, a crease between his eyebrows that Steve’s doesn’t often see. Unusually for him, he’s repeatedly checking in with the rest of the band, who are valiantly trying to chill him out, reassuring him that everything will be fine.

The gig goes really well, Eddie looking fantastic on the stage and absolutely killing it. Steve wonders whether he’ll ever get used to that. Seeing Eddie like this always makes him… feel things, things he hasn’t yet allowed himself to properly process.

Steve’s in the crowd, as usual hanging towards the back in his yellow polo so he can avoid the disparaging stares of some of the other patrons and the flailing limbs of the mosh pit.

He’s nodding his head and swaying a little, but he never lets go like he does at home.

They finish their standard set, and along with the rest of the crowd Steve claps and cheers and then starts to move away from the stage.

But to everyone’s surprise they start playing something else, Steve hearing the chords of a song he recognises.

Of course, the style is very different. It’s relentless, driving guitars and Gareth’s thumping drums, but it’s so familiar. And when Eddie starts singing, Steve can’t believe it.

“Right, right, turn off the lights,

We’re gonna lose our minds tonight,

What's the dealio?”

The band gives it their all, but Eddie especially. He’s scanning the crowd, seeking Steve, and when he sees him, laughing and dancing in the middle of the floor and smiling widely because it’s his favourite song, he smiles right back.

And at the end, where they’ve tweaked it so it’s literally just Eddie’s voice on the final two words, he sings them straight at Steve.

“Just come on and come on and, raise your glass,

For me…”

Tags: @joejoequinnquinn @jamdoughnutmagician @curlyjoequinn @madaboutmunson @airen256 @sunshinepeachx

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lucassinclaer · 10 months

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— iris by the goo goo dolls inspired by @storybook-tiles [ID in alt]

#strangerthingsedit #strangerthingsedits #dailystrangerthings #byleredit #byler #mikewheeleredit #mike wheeler #willbyersedit #will byers #tvstrangerthings #smallscreensource #tysm for this prompt kal!!#i've only ever heard cover versions of this song i have to admit #bUT it fits so well you're so right??#*mine #*gifs #*lyrics

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lyralit · 1 year

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heartbreak prompts off taylor swift lyrics

"they tell you that you're lucky but you're so confused, cause you don't feel pretty, you just feel used" the lucky one

"you've got your demons and darling, they all look like me" sad beautiful tragic

"how long will it be cute? all this crying in my room?" nothing new

"I made you my temple, my mural, my sky...now I'm begging for footnotes in the story of your life." tolerate it

"no one knows how much I miss her" the very first night

"that's the kind of heartbreak time could never mend" Cornelia street

"how's your heart after breaking mine?" mr perfectly fine

"desperate people find faith" soon you'll get better

"if the story's over, why am I still writing pages?" death by a thousand cuts

"god rest my soul, I miss who I used to be" would've could've should've

"trying to find a part of me that you didn't touch" death by a thousand cuts

"I can't say hello to you and risk another goodbye" I almost do

"won't let no one break your heart...and even though you want to, please try to never grow up" never grow up

"I guess sometimes we all get just what we wanted" midnight rain

"so I'll say words I don't believe" bigger than the whole sky

"all love ever does is break, and burn, and end." begin again

"just because you're clean don't mean you don't miss it" clean

"you drew stars around my scars, but now I'm bleeding" cardigan

"I never was ready, so I watch you go" champagne problems

"I won't ask you to wait if you don't ask me to stay" tis the damn season

"wasn't it easier in your lunchbox days? always a bigger bed to climb into..." innocent

"I'd like to be my old self again, but I'm still trying to find it" all too well

"and I can go anywhere I want, anywhere I want, just not home." my tears ricochet

"should've kept every grocery store receipt, cause every scrap of yo would be taken from me..." marjorie

"so I'll watch your life in pictures like I used to watch you sleep, and I'll watch you forget me like I used to feel you breathe..." last kiss

#LAST KISS #BUT IN THE PERSPECTIVE OF A PARENT #WATCHING THEIR CHILD GROW UP #AND MOVE AWAY #this is too much #writing prompts #lyralit #prompts #prompt list #Taylor swift #heartbreak prompts #song lyrics

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daughterofcainnnn · 20 days

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IDOITFORMYDADDYANDIDOITFORDALEIMDOINGWHATIWANTANDDAMNIMDOINGITWELLFORMEFORMEFORMEFORME

#ethelcain #preachers daughter #american teenager #southern gothic #southern gothic aesthetic #gif post #gif warning #god loves you but not enough to save you #hayden anhedönia #sun bleached flies #lyric prompts #song lyrics #lyric posting

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thefreakandthehair · 6 months

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@eddiemonth prompt, oct 25th: Songwriting | Snuff - Slipknot | Melancholy a/n: established steddie, angst resolved quickly with fluff. excerpt and new outtake from over the hills and far away! I think it makes sense without reading the whole thing, but it is my favorite thing I've ever written so feel free to read the whole thing if you feel so inclined ✨ read on ao3 + masterpost | tumblr masterlist

October 1987

Eddie’s pen runs out of ink and he chucks it across the room, clattering off the walls with a loud clang before falling to the ground. Everything he writes is wrong because everything he writes is Steve, or Hawkins, or Chrissy, or some other version of his past that cuts him too close to the bone.

Chicago has been good to him over the past year— his apprenticeship turns into a job, his apartment isn’t a total shithole, he’s met decent people, he’s even forced himself on a couple of (albeit dead-end) dates— so there’s no reason that he should be sitting on the floor of his living room with pages and pages torn out of this notebook because they aren't right. But there he is.

Crumpled up pieces of paper surround his outstretched legs, and his joint is almost kicked, and his beer has been warm for almost an hour. Slayer plays at a low volume in the background and while he knows that’s now how it’s meant to be played, he really doesn’t want to deal with another noise complaint. Eddie lets his head lean backwards over the couch cushions and shifts to sit up straighter, his back now pressed against the front of the thrifted piece.

Hands in his hair, like always. It’s a tell he’s noticed about himself and he wonders briefly if he’s done this his entire life, if he’s been so obvious with his discomfort in the company of others?

Maybe that’s why—

He cuts the thought off at the pass and brings his fists down to the floor before grabbing his shitty warm beer from the coffee table and pressing it to his lips. Warm beer is better than no beer, he thinks, at least when being tormented by my own stupid brain. It hits the back of his throat and he cringes.

Moments pass and he looks back down at the notebook, a fresh page full of potential, possibility, future. His hands search the drawer of a side table within reach and come up with a new pen. The plastic nearly cuts his lip as he pulls the cap off between his teeth and spits it somewhere to his left, bringing one shaky hand to the page.

The next song will be happy. I promise.

April 1990

Eddie sits alone in his apartment– their apartment, now– with his legs outstretched in front of him and his back against the cushions of the couch. It’s as though he’s gone back in time as he sits in a familiar position, the same notebook gifted to him by Steve all of those years ago open in his lap with the pen sitting in the middle of the pages. The last entry stares up at him, his own handwriting pressed deep into the pages.

The next song will be happy. I promise.

He hasn’t put pen to page in this notebook in years but life is strange and time is a flat circle. Somehow, he’s ended up right back in Steve’s arms except that this time, they aren’t broken. This time, they aren’t terrified. This time, it works.

So for months now, Eddie’s poured over the pages of this notebook and agonized over verses and choruses, bridges and metaphors. All of his thoughts are wrapped in writing this song, the one he’d promised Steve without him even knowing.

A song he hopes can convey what he’s feeling without making a true and complete ass of himself.

A song he’s probably never going to finish because his brain feels like cotton and his thoughts are too jumbled to become words, a ball of yarn wound too tight.

A song he wants to finally play for Steve.

It’s hard to fit four years of love, and longing, and brokenness, and rebuilding into just a series of four verses– one for each year– but he’s trying. He’s trying because Steve deserves it, and because Eddie needs it. So much time has already passed, and if he has to go one more day without telling Steve exactly how he feels, how he’s always felt, he’s going to implode in upon himself.

Three deep breaths, and he picks up his pen.

September 1990

Eddie plays Steve his song.

Later that night, cleaned up and comfortable, Eddie whips out his guitar. Steve hadn’t thought to question why he brought it– it just felt like an Eddie thing to do. But then he takes out the little notebook Steve gifted him so long ago, right here in the same living room, and Steve hazily puts two and two together.

The next song will be happy, I promise. And it is.

“You wrote me a song?” Steve says, incredulous and warm from the inside out.

“I did. Tried to, at least. Hold your excitement until it’s done and then we can decide if you want to claim it for yours.” Eddie teases and winks, pulling the guitar up into his lap.

He strums methodically as Steve watches his ringed fingers glide along the strings. Eddie’s voice sings words from his heart, torn free of their cages after so many years.

War made us corpses, Let’s rise from the shallow graves, let’s watch the way time warps. Hold these broken bones until they’re healed, Hold them when they shake. Sometimes it’s hard To let you see me cracked and scarred. Moonlight through the curtains and music on the stereo, Just tell me all you say is true. Love is a three letter word, sweetheart, and it’s you.

There are no words Steve can muster to respond, but he cries, and that says more than words ever could anyways.

[read the full fic here on ao3!]

#steddie #steddie fic #steddie fanfic #steddie fanfiction #eddie munson #steve harrington #eddie month #stranger things #stranger things fic #stranger things fanfic #stranger things fanfiction #myblurbs #eddie month prompts #over the hills and far away #song lyrics may or may not have been inspired by a song an ex wrote for me

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ghosttotheparty · 11 months

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ok i have an idea but i don't feel like writing the whole thing as an actual fic so here's me talking ab famous!steddie

modern au where post upside down/saving the world eddie and corroded coffin gain popularity in the metal scene bc of eddies dropped murder charges and everything

steve and robin start making music too but it starts as just a way to make extra money; they play at local bars and cafes after leaving hawkins; steve writes songs and robin picks up piano and guitar p quickly (i assume w how good she is w languages shed be good w instruments too) but after a while she wants to stop when she gets a job so steve learns guitar himself and he keeps playing by himself

they both get big but they're in such different scenes (eddie is metal obv but steve is more like noah kahan midwestern loneliness vibes) that no one knows that they know each other but there's a consistent thing where ppl compare their lyrics and how similar they are

theres even a game ppl play on tik tok where they read some lyrics and ppl have to guess whose music its from (ppl know that eddie is the songwriter for cc and that steve writes his own music); their music both follow themes ab like mortality and lost faith and like kinda fantasy ish stuff (heroes and villains etc)

its not until theyre both present at some award show that ppl start wondering if they know each other; steve is being interviewed on the red carpet whatever but eddie walks by behind him and they both get kinda distracted watching each other pass bc they haven't seen each other in years and steve has to have the interviewer repeat the question; the clip of them looking at each other goes viral and ppl are speculating ab how their expressions change when they see each other (eddie almost smiles and his eyes widen a little, and steves lips part and he fully loses his train of thought until eddie is out of sight)

(and maybe steve wins something and someone catches eddie in the crowd just gazing at him w very wide eyes and a soft smile that looks almost fond)

and then a tik tok goes viral where some girl named madison hagan says she found her dads old high school yearbook and would you believe that eddie munson and steve harrington both went to hawkins high school and they were only a year apart and oh my god they totally recognized each other at that award show holy shit--

#someone write this i beg #i have too many wips to do it myself but i might write a snippet just to write some song lyrics #like maybe a tik tok of some kids playing that guessing game #steve harrington #eddie munson #eddie munson prompt #steve harrington prompt #stranger things #stranger things prompts #steddie prompt #famous!steddie

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lucascsinclairs · 1 year

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@usergif 1 Year Celebration: Shuffle Challenge

day 3: Blending | Single-Color Focused | Last Played Song

“Yeah, I showed up at your party Will you have me? Will you love me? Will you kiss me on the porch In front of all your stupid friends? If you kiss me, will it be just like I dreamed it? Will it patch your broken wings?” — betty by Taylor Swift

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