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Muddling Through With Just One Heart

Attempting to live some semblance of a normal life

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Dazed Muisngs



April 6th, 2012

Hello, you!

Yes, I am glad that you have decided to visit my page, maybe read some fix, download a fan mix, but who are you? Comment! Let me know what you think!

Or just comment and let me know what you're looking at.

March 30th, 2012

Nothing Can Keep You Here

my arm, me, outside
Fandom: Game of Thrones
Rating: K
Genre: Angst, romance, pining, anger
Pairing: Robb/Theon

Something a little different, I guess (in that it involves sex, but nothing explicit). But it still has angst and feelings and whatever, so I didn't stray too far.

Robb knew he would never be able to keep Theon for as long as he wanted. It simply wasn't possible.

Theon barked out a laugh, years full of confusion and longing and anger. “A sign of what? Of favor? Of destiny? Of what, Robb? All the Starks have curly hair, is that it?” He lashed out, a lifetime of pain giving his words more weight than they deserved.Collapse )

March 27th, 2012

Waiting for you

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They don't know each other very well, but they're already best friends. When they met, something just... clicked. They like the same things, they're both awkward, they insult each other, share their thoughts...

Everyone thinks they're dating, but of course they're not. They've only known each other for about four months, and it's a bit of a leap to assume that. Isn't it?

She wants something more, of course she does. She's a romantic (probably more of one than what's practical, but what can you do?), and she believes in love. She wants to believe that this is it, there's a reason why they mesh so well. But she's also shy, and insecure, and scared, and willing to just let things be.

He's... a mystery. At least to her. Well, his thoughts about romance are. Or rather, his feelings about a romance possibly involving her are unknowable. But he jokes and hints and flirts and gives mixed signals, like anyone in his situation would.

Every day, she wants to say something, do something, let him know what's going through her mind, but instead they just joke and hang out and laugh.

Which is fine, really. She likes having a best friend, she likes being able to talk to someone who gets her totally and completely. It's just, well, she can't really name it.

There's just a sense that there's something more, right out of reach, that he could help her achieve. If she wasn't shy. If he weren't so obscure. If she knew what words to use. Just if.

March 23rd, 2012

A Theon/Robb fan mix

my arm, me, outside

I know there is a huge glut of Theon and Robb fan mixes, but I couldn't stop myself! They're everything that a fangirl needs: tragic, in love, angsty, heartbreaking, and glorious. 
I tried to capture the feelings that each of them goes through, from Theon's leaving to the Iron Islands to when he finds out about Robb's death. So, hopefully, there's a sense of finality and loss, love and wanting, regret and confusion, and sadness and anger in here, because that's what they felt.
Hope you enjoy, and if you like it/download, let me know!

What Did You Expect From Me? (A Theon/Robb fan mix)

Your Ex-Lover is Dead”- Stars

When there's nothing left to burn, you have to set yourself on fire

There's one thing I want to say, so I'll be brave
You were what I wanted
I gave what I gave
I'm not sorry I met you
I'm not sorry that it's over

You're Not Going Anywhere”- Brad Sucks

I've got what it takes
To help you make mistakes
To put you through a phase
That's harder than it seems

Pity and Fear”- Death Cab for Cutie

A storm at sea
The bow cracked
And I was capsizing
And I sunk below
Where I swore I would never go.

There are no tears,
Just pity and fear,
A vast ravine right here.

Left and Leaving”- The Weakerthans

My city's still breathing (but barely it's true)

Through buildings gone missing like teeth

The sidewalks are watching me think about you,

Sparkled with broken glass.

I'm back with scars to show
Back to the streets I know
Will never take me anywhere but here.

Plans”- Bloc Party

We make plans for big times
Get bogged down, distracted
We make plans for good times
All neon, all surface
So kiss me before it all gets complicated
I've got a taste for blood

The Past and the Pending”- The Shins

Held to the past too aware of the pending
Chill as the dawn breaks and finds us up for sale
Enter the fog another low road descending
Away from the cold lust, your house and summertime.

I Remember”- Damien Rice

I wanna hear what you have to say about me
Hear if you're gonna live without me
I wanna hear what you want
I remember December
And I wanna hear what you have to say about me
Hear if you're gonna live without me
I wanna hear what you want
What the hell do you want?

Nobody's Fault But My Own”- Beck

And on the day you said it's true
Some love holds, some gets used.
Tried to tell you I never knew
It could be so sweet.

Tell me that it's nobody's fault,
Nobody's fault,
But my own.

I Saw”- Matt Nathanson

And if I told you
That I'm sorry,
Would you tell me that you were wrong?
Or would you hold me down forever
If I came to you for answers?

Awake My Soul”- Mumford & Sons

Lend me your hand and we'll conquer them all
But lend me your heart and I'll just let you fall
Lend me your eyes I can change what you see
But your soul you must keep, totally free

Sleepless”- Baths

C-c'mon back
G-Good God, I was good enough
Oh, where are you?

The Season”- The Dodos

I cross the sand
without your hand
I go back to
where you and I began
and I was yours
and you were mine
things seem so soon to say goodbye
I hope you're well as I am fine
I keep to myself where I go where I lie

Calling All Cars”- Senses Fail

So will you scatter my ashes where they won't be found?
I kept my word when I said I would let you down.
(And now that I'm gone) Try to forget me and just  move on.
So will you scatter my ashes where they won't be found?
I kept my word and you hate me for it now,
(You hate me for it now) Try to forget me and just move on.


November 13th, 2011

It's Easier not to Think

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Chapter VI. Interlude

A different kind of chapter, just a small piece on Glenn's thoughts so far. It's a little more frantic, but hopefully it's a different enough writing style so that you can tell it's not Daryl focused.

He was tired. Tired of running, of being anxious, of not sleeping, of all of it. Sometimes, he just wanted to be alone, away from it all.Collapse )

It's Easier not to Think

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Chapter V. Imperfect
  Hey, comments are always fun! Let me know what you think (cause I'm kinda stuck).

This was the second day Glenn was missing. Two days he'd been gone, and there was no further sign of him.Collapse )

October 30th, 2011

It's Easier not to Think

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Chapter IV. Incubus

Who knew incubus had so many definitions/fit in with the theme of this story so well?

There's a little less guilty sex in here and more action (sorry?), but hopefully you enjoy it! Also, yes, I kind of skimped on the mystery/looking for the missing person aspect and it's long and it ends on a kind of cliff hanger, but suck it up.

And astute readers might have noticed that there was a chapter up, but I realized it sucked and so edited it.

This was a nightmare. It had to be. There was no other way for Daryl to accept it.Collapse )

October 29th, 2011

Do you play a musical instrument? For how long?
I played clarinet for 3 years, then I switched to bass clarinet, which I still play (I've been playing for around 6 years with it). I'm learning percussion, but I'm not very good yet.

October 28th, 2011

It's Easier not to Think

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Chapter III. Internal

All right! This is probably the last chapter (as I'm running out of words that start with "i" and match the theme of the story).

The tone's a little different cause Daryl's kind of panicked, but it'll go back to normal. Ish.

No happy ending, as per usual to me, but a slight glimmer of chance. As long as there's drugs...

Fandom: The Walking Dead
Genre: Lots of angst, romance
Pairing: Daryl/Glenn

Daryl wasn't gay. He wasn't a faggot, a guy who fucked other guys cause he liked it. He liked women, he did, it was just... his options were limited right now, weren't they?Collapse )

It's Easier not to Think

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Chapter II. Implementation

I had to break this fic up into chapter, cause I have at least two more incidents to tell, and I thought that would be to much text in one page.

(Apologies if I don't have the exact show dialogue written.)

Fandom: The Walking Dead
Genre: Lots of angst, romance
Pairing: Daryl/Glenn

"Booyah!" Daryl crowed, acting more drunk than he was. Everyone at the table was laughing and having a good time, but, most importantly, drinking. Except Glenn.Collapse )
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