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froschli96 · 10 months
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🗣️ Darlin', you give love a bad name
Found this in my old wip folder and it feels now more relevant than ever :)
Also these don't know why I never uploaded these they were just sitting there completely finished:
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melchiordommik · 4 months
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An angel's smile is what you sell You promise me Heaven, then put me through hell
Eddtord divorce era!!
Based on the song by Bon Jovi, You give love a bad name
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radioisntdead · 1 month
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Could I request an awkward, shy reader who is a frequent highlight of a popular bar for absolutely killing it on karaoke with popular love songs (think Careless Whisper and the like) and one day catches the eye of an overlord (Rosie, Velvette)
Good evening my dear! I went with Velvette because I haven't done her in a while!
I did tweak the request a little as I don't think "You give love a bad name" by Bon Jovi counts as a popular love song but it fits
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You give love a bad name
Velvette x reader
Warnings!
Mild power inbalance
Original version of the song here
And a cover I really like here
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You weren't the most confident person, not in life, nor in death, you were a bystander, the type of person to stand frozen instead of doing something in an emergency.
Maybe that's what landed you below but that didn't matter.
You worked in the Vee's tower specifically for Velvette you were one of the people in the back making sure everything ran smoothly, that this dress was properly dry cleaned, some jackets were hung properly and delivered etc etc, you were lucky enough to not have to talk with your boss just her assistant.
you were unnoticed and you liked it that way.
However you tended to turn into a different person, more confident when on stage, you worked nights singing at a up and coming bar of sorts, it didn't feel much like a job you practically got to sing your little heart out AND got paid for it, it was a win-win!
Typically you'd sing more cheesy songs but you felt like changing things up a little, deciding to pull out a song you enjoyed while alive,
You walked out onto the dark stage waiting for your que, typically you'd be wearing cardigans, professional suits and the like but you decided to forgo that for a striking red and pink two piece for your performance.
With your hands gripping the microphone you tapped your foot on the stage.
The spotlight shined down on you, conveniently in a heart shape.
"Shot through the heart and you're to blame,"
Velvette sat in a booth scrolling on her phone as per usual, some drink in her free hand, she had come with a couple other people but they were nowhere to be seen.
"Darlin', you give love a bad name,"
Guitar played out as you looked around the room, not catching your boss in the corner,
Velvette decided to spare a glance over just to see what act was going on, you caught her attention with your attire.
You looked nice in those clothes.
"An angel's smile is what you sell, you promised me Heaven, then put me through Hell,"
You strutted down the stage reaching the stand that was meant to hold the microphone,
Velvette put her phone down, eyes locked on you
"Chains of love got a hold on me,"
You mimicked chains holding you, putting your wrists together like they were put together.
"When passion's a prison, you can't break free,"
You were somewhat familiar, where did she recognize you from? A video online? Were you one of Val's whores? Probably not you didn't look like how they did.
"Whoa-oh-oh, you're a loaded gun, yeah,"
You strutted around the stage completely owning it, nothing could take this from you.
"Whoa-oh-oh, there's nowhere to run, No one can save me, the damage is done,"
You did a few movements with your arm, just for dramatic effect, Velvette's eyes widened ever so slightly as she finally realized who you were,
That awkward little nobody that handled preparing the clothes for the shoots, shows and whatever else.
"Shot through the heart and you're to blame,"
Who would've thought you'd be doing this in your free time?
"You give love a bad name, I play my part and you play your game,"
And who would've thought that you could look so amazing? Maybe she should just scoop you right up to model for her.
"You give love a bad name,"
A smirk appeared on Velvette's face, she swung one leg over the other as she leaned back in the booth to get a better look at you.
"Hey, you give love,"
You gave a wink to the crowd.
"A bad name,"
Sinners and hellborn alike swooned.
"Paint your smile on your lips,"
You could give Verosika Mayday a run for her money.
"Blood red nails on your fingertips,"
You moved back to the microphone stand.
"A schoolboy's dream, you act so shy,"
You held the microphone stand in one hand the mic in the other,
"Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye,'"
Your eyes scanned around the club, widening at the sight of Velvette,
"Whoa-oh-oh, you're a loaded gun,"
Well it wasn't like she recognized you, you doubted that she even knew who you were or that you worked for her.
"Whoa-oh-oh, there's nowhere to run,"
You'd scram when the show was over, maybe grab a drink beforehand though, you would need a drink.
"No one can save me, the damage is done,"
Velvette kept her eyes on you, unable to look away even as her phone blew up with notifications.
"Shot through the heart and you're to blame,"
Velvette decided for whatever reason to get up from her seat and walk up to the stage, maybe it was to get a better look, maybe it was to get you to look at her.
"You give love a bad name, I play my part and you play your game,"
You briefly locked eyes with her as you sang watching her come closer to the stage,
"You give love a bad name,"
You looked away, twirling the microphone stand before discarding it by walking away.
"You give love, oh,"
Maybe it was because you were feeling slightly woozy from the thrill of singing, maybe it was because you falsely thought she didn't know who you were, that she wouldn't recognize you
Maybe it was because the gal that ran the joint suggested you should do more fan servicey things while singing like booping someone on the nose if they had one.
"Oh,"
You did a walk around the stage before stopping at Velvette,
"Shot through the heart and you're to blame,"
Eyes locked with hers
"You give love a bad name,"
You reached a hand out placing your finger underneath her chin and tilted her head to look up at you.
"I play my part and you play your game,"
This was not how Velvette was expecting her night to go,
"You give love a bad name,"
But she didn't mind it, her stunned expression turned into a confident smirk,
"Shot through the heart and you're to blame,"
You leaned in slowly,
"You give love a bad name,"
Your eyes flicked down to her lips
"I play my part and you play your game,"
You removed your finger from her chin and stood back up, retaining eye contact as you watched her get everso flustered or maybe stunned was a better word.
"You give love a bad name,"
You broke eye contact as you moved around the stage back to the microphone stand,
"You give love,"
You took a quick breath as "Whoa-oh"s were sung out by someone behind you
"You give love, bad name,"
You tapped your foot on the ground, timing it with the guitar,
"You give love,"
You turned your eyes back to Velvette,
"You give love, bad name,''
You blew a quick kiss to her,
You didn't know what possessed you to do so, you'd probably regret it later though.
"You give love,''
You turned around and began walking over to the part of the stage you originally came from,
"You give love, bad name,"
Velvette watched you, eyes never leaving you for a moment, did she even blink??
"You give love,"
You grabbed onto the silky red certains that hide the back part of the stage from wandering eyes,
"You give love, bad name."
Velvette watched as you disappeared from sight, going behind the stage.
Velvette returned to her seat where her companions from before finally returned,
She glanced back at the stage, and managed to spot you waltzing out from behind it with someone patting your back saying what a great show you did, she watched as you ordered a drink, slowly going back to your more reserved persona.
Velvette would most definitely corner you against a wall when you came to work the next morning, putting her fingers under your chin like you had done to her.
Truly did you expect to get away from her that easily after your little show?
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Good evening folks! Hope you enjoy I had a ton of fun writing! This is scheduled to go up Monday morning!
The amount of times Velvette autocorrect into Velveeta while I was writing.
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*KICKS YOUR DOOR DOWN* FELLS OMG IVE HAD AN EPIPHANY
hear me out: you give love a bad name by bon jovi
"An angel's smile is what you sell / you promised me heaven but put me through hell" - Aziraphale asking Crowley to come back to heaven with him
"Chains of love got a hold on me / when passion's a prison you can't break free" - Aziraphale getting himself arrested in Paris so Crowley can save him!!
"You're a loaded gun" - aim for my head and shoot past my ear anyone????
"your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye" - DO I NEED TO EXPLAIN THIS ONE
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Even though the way you wrote this whole ask points to severe brainrot [affectionate] i have to admit this is very gomens and also ‘Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye’ ended me rip it’s been good
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440mxs-wife · 11 months
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You Give Love A Bad Name
Pairing: Dean x F!Reader
Word Count: 515 (including lyrics)
Warnings: Cheating, bachelor/bachelorette party, allusion to sexy times, Dean as an exotic dancer (hubba hubba) 
A/N: This was my entry for @deanwanddamons Rock SPN Flash Fan Fic Challenge 3. I chose #98, which was You Give Love a Bad Name by Bon Jovi (who rocks, on occasion)
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Thirty seconds. Thirty more seconds and he might've gotten away with it. A whole half-minute longer and you wouldn't have seen them. Your soon-to-be ex-boyfriend, Patrick, leaving the bathroom after making out with fellow bridesmaid but soon-to-be ex-friend, Karlee.
Tonight was the joint bachelor/bachelorette party for your friends, Josh and Gracie at Club Karma, where the club was split into two sides. Josh and his friends were entertained by scantily-clad women, while men with six-pack abs were on tap for your side.
An angel's smile is what you sell You promised me Heaven, then put me through Hell Chains of love got a hold on me When passion's a prison, you can't break free
Karlee had left the table to use the restroom, or so she'd said. When she'd been gone for nearly twenty minutes, you decided to look for her. You paused in the hallway after hearing giggles that sounded like Karlee, so you turned to go back to the table. As soon as you took two steps down the hall, you heard Patrick's voice tell Karlee how beautiful she was and pull her in for a deep kiss.
Shot through the heart and you're to blame You give love a bad name (bad name) I play my part and you play your game You give love a bad name (bad name)
Tears sprang to your eyes, but you fought to push them away. You hurried back to the table and sat down next to Gracie just as they announced the next performer, a man named Dean. Your heart wasn't into partying anymore, but you didn't want to ruin Gracie's night. Instead, you focused your attention on Dean.
He was wearing dark wash denim jeans that hugged his bowed legs and molded perfectly to his backside. The sleeves of his white T-shirt were cut off, and there was a red and black flannel shirt tied around his waist. Gracie's table was near the front of the stage where Dean was standing, so you had an unobstructed view of his fine physique.
The music started, the low, pulsating beat creating a framework for Dean to settle into his routine. He slowly sauntered towards the edge and made a show of scanning the crowd for a woman to single out for some one-on-one attention.
Dean's piercing gaze locked onto you and a sexy grin showcasing his pearly whites stretched across his face. He held out his hand in your direction, but you looked at Gracie, thinking he meant to dance with her. Gracie smiled as she shook her head, then nudged your elbow, causing you to direct your focus to Dean. He dropped to his knees and nodded at you, his bottom lip caught between his teeth in a sultry smirk.
Slowly you rose up from your chair and made your way up onto the stage, accepting Dean's hand in the process. He stood up and pulled you towards him roughly so your body was nearly flush against his. You caught a whiff of his woodsy cologne, as his finger traced your jawline. Then Dean leaned close to your ear. "Babygirl, I'm gonna make you forget all about that cheatin' sonafabitch," he whispered.
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An angel's smile is what you sell You promise me Heaven, then put me through hell Chains of love got a hold on me When passion's a prison, you can't break free
Halollie edit that @queen-lance asked for!💖
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fxckin-blackbeard · 25 days
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You Give Love A Bad Name
|| You Give Love A Bad Name by Bon Jovi: X || Lyric Starter Post: X || || @cxptainflint ||
An angel's smile is what you sell You promised me heaven, then put me through hell Chains of love got a hold on me When passion's a prison, you can't break free
ᒥ☠ᒧ—        How did this happen again? Rum, that's right. It was always the rum. Edward rolls over in the cot, pulling the scratchy fabric blanket with him. His goal was to get up and get out as quietly as possible.
The night had been...interesting. He remembers a lot of bickering through their activities. How did they even get through it with all that bickering? Again, rum. How he could curse rum right now. He almost never wanted to touch the stuff again.
Just as Edward gets up, he trips over his own boots and hits the floor with a loud thud. So much for a quiet exit and walk of shame back to the Queen Anne's Revenge. He lays on the floor, ass out, and groans as he buries his face into the blanket. If the rum didn't give him a headache, slamming his head against the Walurs' floorboards certainly had.
"Fuck me..." He grumbles, accepting defeat. Edward rolls over and looks up at the cot to see if Flint had woken up from all the noise he had made.
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llilli64 · 25 days
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“An angel's smile is what you sell.
You promised me heaven, then put me through hell”
You give love a bad name by Bon Jovi
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starlightcleric · 10 months
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9 Ship Songs
Tagged by @dragonologist-phd, thanks! All my character playlists are ~10 songs in total, so I'm splitting this up over multiple ships XD
Tagging (no pressure) @emjs-good-out-here, @shimmer-like-agirl, @sayonaramidnight, @queen-scribbles, and anyone else who would like to!
Cal/Xoti (Pillars of Eternity)
"Building a Mystery" - Sarah McLachlan
You woke up screaming aloud A prayer from your secret God You feed off our fears And hold back your tears, oh
"Stockton Gala Days" - 10,000 Maniacs
How I've learned to please, to doubt myself in need, You'll never, you'll never know. You'll never know. Violet serene like none I have seen apart from dreams that escape me. There was no girl as warm as you.
"Build Me Up From Bones" - Sarah Jarosz
Build me up from bones, wrap me up in skin Hold me close enough to breathe me in The moon's a fingernail Scratching on the back of the night in which we lay beside
Ophelia/Arueshalae (Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous)
"Birds and Stars" - Elephant Revival
In the backdrop of the night I meld into the starry light. The moon it pushes and pulls the tides, And tempts the soul to stay alive. And once again for you I fall, Underneath a million stars. How could you ever have enough? Ahh, this must be….
"Once Upon a Dream"
I know you, I walked with you once upon a dream I know you, that look in your eyes is so familiar a gleam And I know it's true that visions are seldom all they seem But if I know you, I know what you'll do You'll love me at once, the way you did once upon a dream
"All We Ever Knew" - The Head And The Heart
Well, well my love We've been here before Don't drag me through this again We tried everything under the sun Now I'm trying to wake up from this I'm trying to make up for it
Layla/Wenduag/Camellia (Pathfinder: Wrath of the Righteous)
"Daughters of Darkness" - Halestrom
Daughters of darkness Sisters insane A little evil Goes a long, long way We stand together No we're not afraid We'll live forever Daughters of darkness Daughters of darkness
"You Give Love a Bad Name" - Bon Jovi
An angel's smile is what you sell You promise me Heaven, then put me through hell Chains of love got a hold on me When passion's a prison, you can't break free
"Toxic" - Britney Spears
With a taste of your lips, I'm on a ride You're toxic, I'm slippin' under With a taste of a poison paradise I'm addicted to you Don't you know that you're toxic? And I love what you do Don't you know that you're toxic?
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page-2-ids · 1 year
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Shotura|Shottura: A gender related to dress shirts with lipstick marks/stains and perfume on them, red lipstick, red wine, mussed beds, black eyeliner, mascara, disloyalty, betrayal, and feeling as though all relationships are tainted, due to a bad experience. It may also be related to the Bon Jovi songs You Give Love A Bad Name and/or Shot Through the Heart, though it doesn’t have to be. Some also may experience this gender through a Ruptura lens/as a Ruptura gender, though that won’t apply to all users.
Some lyrics that describe the theme of this gender, and that it may be related to though it doesn’t have to be, are:
“Shot through the heart and you're to blame || Darling, you give love a bad name”
“An angel’s smile is what you sell || You promised me heaven, then put me through hell”
“Paint your smile on your lips || Blood red nails on your fingertips”
“Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye”
“Shot through the heart || It's all part of the game that we call love”
“Would you be content to see me crying? || After all those little games you put me through || After all, I've done for you, you're lying || Wouldn't it be nice, to tell the truth?”
“And I'm shot through the heart as I lay there alone || In the dark through the heart || It's all part of this game that we call love”
The name is a mix of shot from the title of one of the related songs and some of the related lyrics, and tura from Ruptura
The colors are inspired by my associations with the vibe of this term
This was for the ninth day of my coining event! Prompt: You Give Love A Bad Name (Bon Jovi) // Shot Through The Heart (Bon Jovi)
Suggested Names and Pronouns 🔽🔽🔽
Pronouns:
A/Angel/Angels/Angels/Angelself
An/Angel/Angels/Angels/Angelself
Angel/Angel/Angels/Angels/Angelself
Be/Betray/Betrays/Betrays/Betrayself
Be/Betrayal/Betrayals/Betrayals/Betrayalself
Betray/Betrayal/Betrayals/Betrayals/Betrayalself
Betrayal/Betrayal/Betrayals/Betrayals/Betrayalself
Dar/Darling/Darlings/Darlings/Darlingself
Darlin/Darling/Darlings/Darlings/Darlingself
Darling/Darling/Darlings/Darlings/Darlingself
E/Eyeliner/Eyeliner/Eyeliners/Eyelinerself
Eye/Eyeliner/Eyeliner/Eyeliners/Eyelinerself
Eyeli/Eyeliner/Eyeliner/Eyeliners/Eyelinerself
Eyeline/Eyeliner/Eyeliner/Eyeliners/Eyelinerself
Eyeliner/Eyeliner/Eyeliner/Eyeliners/Eyelinerself
Eyeliner/Eyeliner/Eyeliners/Eyeliners/Eyelinerself
He/Heart/Hearts/Hearts/Heartself
Hea/Heart/Hearts/Hearts/Heartself
Hear/Heart/Hearts/Hearts/Heartself
Heart/Heart/Hearts/Hearts/Heartself
Kiss/Kiss/Kiss/Kisses/Kissself
Kiss/Kiss/Kisses/Kisses/Kissself
Love/Love/Loves/Loves/Loveself
Mas/Mascara/Mascaras/Mascaras/Mascaraself
Mascar/Mascara/Mascaras/Mascaras/Mascaraself
Mascara/Mascara/Mascaras/Mascaras/Mascaraself
Mer/Merlot/Merlot/Merlots/Merlotself
Mer/Merlot/Merlots/Merlots/Merlotself
Merl/Merlot/Merlot/Merlots/Merlotself
Merl/Merlot/Merlots/Merlots/Merlotself
Merlo/Merlot/Merlot/Merlots/Merlotself
Merlo/Merlot/Merlots/Merlots/Merlotself
Merlot/Merlot/Merlots/Merlots/Merlotself
Red/Red/Reds/Reds/Redself
Rou/Rouge/Rouge/Rouges/Rougeself
Rou/Rouge/Rouges/Rouges/Rougeself
Rouge/Rouge/Rouges/Rouges/Rougeself
Wine/Wine/Wines/Wines/Wineself
Names:
Angel
Darlin
Darling
Heart
Heaven
Jovi
Kiss
Love
Lovely
Marlo
Merlo
Merlot
Nevaeh
Nox
Perfume
Red
Rouge
Tura
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literarycinematics · 10 months
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good omens season 2 has officially ruined me I just heard you give love a bad name on the radio and almost started sobbing why was my immediate response to "your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye" and "an angel's smile is what you sell/you promise me heaven, then put me through hell" to yell "INEFFABLE HUSBANDS NOOOO" every song reminds me of them now
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ladyof1000masks · 1 month
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You Give Love A Bad Name
I HAVE BA in Creative Writing for fuck's sake. I even graduated salutatorian yet there's this annoying bitchy voice screaming negativity in my brain.
"Maybe my entire class was composed of poor writers." I doubt it. A lot of my classmates have found a measure of success.
Maybe my professors were too lenient and the classes too easy. Then I remember the time my screenwriting professor, a stern passionate man made me cry over a fuck up. Is this imposter syndrome?
Please read the finished rough draft. I don't expect you to pepper my alabaster cheeks with sweet comforting kisses. I accept critiques so long as said critique is constructively given to me. In other words, don't be a cunty fuck nugget. Give me suggestions. I need a cute nickname befitting of Scarecrow.
Without further stalling here's my edited "finished" draft inspired by "Shot Through the Heart." (I'm a perfectionist, this bitch will never truly be finished in a way that satisfies me
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Int. Arkham Asylum - Night (Post Arkham Knight)
DARK WOMAN, 5'0 wreathed in dancing shadows watches the cell block below. Her orange eyes aglow like Jack-o-lanterns stalk the patrolling guards with predatory keenness. A palpable anger emanates from the figure as her eyes land on the cell at the far end of the block. The bodies of fallen guards lay at her feet.
SCARECROW/JONATHAN CRANE cowers in the corner of his cell jabbering to himself. His milky blue eyes dart fearfully to the minutest movement outside his cell.
SCARECROW: Bat... Ashes... Piano.
Guard 1: (bangs his fist on the glass of Crane's cell.) Shut up in there!
SCARECROW: (Screams.)
Guard 1: Not so scary now are you?
Guard 2: Batman really did a number on him. Not much left of the poor bastard now. I almost feel sorry for him. Almost.
Guard 1: (Laughs.) Poor bastard? He's lucky Waller doesn't let us beat him more.
Guard 2: It was fun making Crane shit himself for a change. Speaking of which has he had his share for today?
Guard 1: Haha! I love my job! Nothing like unleashing my aggression on these psychos.
The two guards approach SCARECROW's cell. Guard 1 withdraws his baton and smacks it against his open hand. SCARECROW shrinks into the furthest corner of his cell, shielding his already disfigured face.
A cadaver plunges from the catwalk, landing behind the two guards with a wet crack. The two whirl around to confront the source of the noise. A shattered face stares back at them with melted eyes.
Guard 1: What the fuck?
Guard 2: Who did this!?
Two more bodies fall from above landing in a twisted heap at their feet. Drawn by the commotion more guards investigate, gathering around the corpses. GUARD 3, wielding a flamethrower, followed by the more conventionally armed GUARD 4 and GUARD 5 study the scene.
Guard 4: *wretches .* God! What happened to them?
Guard 5: Ugh. Definitely closed casket viewings.
Guard 5 nudges one of the corpses with the toe of his boot. As soon as he does the body erupts in a cloud of green chemicals and gore, triggering a chain reaction among the other corpses.
Covered in viscera and the mysterious chemical their armor sizzles and bubbles.
Guard 3: (Screams)
A dark veil of orange smoke envelopes the hall as the woman leaps down in front of the guards. Her silhouette can barely be seen through the thick, acrid smog.
Shot through the heart
And you're to blame
Darlin', you give love a bad name
The guards blindly rush the woman through the smog, coughing violently. She parries their blows with elegant ballet-like movements. Her flexibility and dancelike manner of motion give her an uncanny and inhuman quality.
An angel's smile is what you sell
You promise me Heaven, then put me through hell
Chains of love got a hold on me
When passion's a prison, you can't break free
Frigid terror takes grasp of the guards, wracking their limbs with tremors and causing them to jump at shadows. The woman materializes from the smoke behind Guard 1 and plunges her needled fingers into his exposed eyes.
Oh, you're a loaded gun, yeah
Oh, there's nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done
Guard 1: (screams in agony clutching his bleeding sockets.)
Guard 3 unleashes a gout of flames upon the woman. The woman calmly stares down the fire and casually tosses a powder bomb at his feet, consuming him and his colleagues in flame. The surviving guards attack each other as a new contingent of guards pours in.
Shot through the heart
And you're to blame
You give love a bad name (bad name)
I play my part and you play your game
You give love a bad name (bad name)
Hey, you give love, a bad name
Paint your smile on your lips
Blood red nails on your fingertips
A school boy's dream, you act so shy
Your very first kiss was your first kiss goodbye
The woman walks down the block tossing small bombs at each passing cell. Inmates join the firefight, throwing the Asylum into chaos. She closes in on Scarecrow's cell pausing to sadly gaze upon him.
Woman: (In a soft southern accent, think Southern Belle) What have they done to you?
Whoa, you're a loaded gun
Whoa, there's nowhere to run
No one can save me
The damage is done
Shot through the heart
And you're to blame
You give love a bad name (bad name)
I play my part and you play your game
You give love a bad name (bad name)
You give love, oh
She produces a bloodstained keycard from her garter. The cell door slides open as she swipes the card and punches in the number (or uses a severed finger for a fingerprint recognition scan)
Scarecrow jumps at the footfall of boots clicking against the cell floor, his milky eyes darting toward the noise. A flash of familiarity warms his gaze.
Scarecrow: Rag... doll... Bat... hurt...Flame
The woman kneels next to the slender, much taller man and gently grabs his chin. Their eyes meet. He flinches when she strokes his cheek.
Woman: (Shushes him) It's okay darlin'. You remember me, don't you?
He relaxes as she briefly examines his face. Deep death black bruises paint his cadaverous face and sinewy arms. Her eyes narrow dangerously.
Scarecrow: Home... Ragdoll... Safe.
Woman (Ragdoll): Yes, Jonny *she pats hands.* You're safe with me. Nobody's going to hurt you ever again.
Ragdoll helps him to his feet, draping one of his long arms over her shoulders. The two use the chaos to escape the asylum.
Ragdoll: I'll make you better, I promise you, Jonny.
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I play my part and you play your game
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livlepretre · 6 months
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Shot through the heart and your to blame, darling you give love a bad name.
An angel smile is what you sell, you promised me heaven and you put me through hell.
I’ve been listening to Bon Jovi all day and I stumbled on this song and I thought this song is actually so Klena!
Obviously Klaus gives love a bad name and he promised her an eternity with him and he ended up putting her through hell.
hahaha oh that's funny! I always think of Stefan/stelena when I listen to bon jovi since it's canonically a favorite band of Stefan's-- but I think this interpretation is just great!!
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Okay, buckle up guys, this is gonna be a long one…
So, a bit of a story time to start with. I went to like the last and only Birmingham UK Creation Con when it was over. I managed to get autographs with Jared and Jensen, and I was having a great time and living my best SPN life.
It came time to line up for the autos and I went to Jared’s line first. When I got to the front, much to my delight he was playing Bon Jovi as his signing music. I have been a major fan of Bon Jovi since Crush came out back in 2000, and Jared is my favourite so I just said “I love your music, dude,” he smiled, thanked me, signed my shit and I left happy.
Until I got to the front of Jensen’s line. Now one thing you need to know about me is that I am a total dork. I can’t speak to famous people and it is one of the main reasons I never want to meet any of my favourites in real life. Jared was clearly an anomaly. So I got to Jensen, and he was playing something almost techno. It wasn’t good, but I’m not a techno girl so the only thing that came out of my mouth was:
“His music’s better than yours.”
My brain is screaming at me, threatening me with imploding just to get out of the situation my stupid mouth had put me in. And Jensen just looked at me.
“What’s he playing?” he asks me. I’m beet red at this point. I’m surprised anything came out of my mouth to be absolutely honest with you.
“Bon Jovi,” I almost whispered, the words fighting past my brain who had apparently decided that I wasn’t allowed to speak properly for the rest of the weekend.
“Still?” He asks, and all I do is nod. And then he looks at his assistant and goes: “Put some Zeppelin on or something will ya, cos that’s the second person who’s told me that,” and then he smiled and I escaped.
So with all that being said, It was Jon Bon Jovi’s 61st birthday last week. And as well as this story living in my head rent free at all times and playing back on a continual loop, I also started to think about how Bon Jovi was a bit of a ‘guilty pleasure’ band when it came to Supernatural. From Dean making fun of Sam for checking in under the name Sambora (the original lead guitarist from Bon Jovi), to them singing Wanted in season 3…they were never seen as seriously as bands like AC/DC, Kansas and the like.
However, I made up a playlist of my favourite Bon Jovi songs the other day so I could relive my teenage years, and as I was listening to it, it was jarring to realise how many of the songs had lyrics which really spoke to the characters of Dean, Sam and Cas. It’s weird, but as I was listening to the songs all I could see was where they might slip into the storyline. It might be the fan fic writer in me (who am I kidding, it definitely is), but it’s all I could think of and now I want to share it all here. So we’ve got the name of the song, who I think it relates to, the album and a clip of lyrics that I think prove my point…enjoy!
1 – Runaway (Bon Jovi, 1984)
“All your life all you asked when your daddy gonna talk to you, but we’re living in another world, tryin’ to get your message through. No one heard a single word you said. They should have seen it in your eyes, what was going around your head…”
Well this is clearly pre-season 1 Sam. I see it as him trying to get it through to John about how he wanted something different from his life.
2 – You Give Love a Bad Name (Slippery When Wet, 1986)
“An angel’s smile is what you sell, you promise me heaven then put me through hell. Chains of love, got a hold on me, when passion’s a prison you can’t break free…”
I see this as a young Dean. Womanising, young, just sleeping through the lower 48…loving and leaving them really. A bit of an edge and dangerous with it too…you know exactly the person he changes from as Supernatural continues on
3 – I’d Die For You (Slippery When Wet, 1986)
“If you could see inside my heart, then you would understand, I’d never mean to hurt you, baby, I’m not that kind of man. I might not say I’m sorry, yeah I might talk tough sometimes, and I might forget the little things or keep you hangin’ on the line…”
So I would definitely say this was pretty much Dean’s personal anthem for Sam. I don’t think much more explanation is needed but this is literally Dean’s mantra when it comes to his baby brother. It shows that he is flawed but everything he is doing he does it for Sam. It may be a love song originally but the words really do ring true with brotherly love too.
4 – Bad Medicine (New Jersey, 1988)
“I ain’t got a fever, I got a permanent disease, it’ll take more than a doctor to prescribe a remedy, I got lots of money but it isn’t what I need, gonna take more than a shot to get this poison out of me. And I got all the symptoms, count em, one, two, three…”
Well if this isn’t just how Ruby got Sam hooked on Demon Blood?
5 – Born to be my Baby (New Jersey, 1988)
“Light a candle, blow the world away, table for two on a TV tray. It ain’t fancy baby, but that’s okay, our time, our way. So hold me close better hang on tight, buckle up baby it’s a bumpy ride, we’re two kids hitching down the road of life, our world, our fight…”
So I see this as a young Dean not knowing any nursery rhymes and singing this to Sam to get him to sleep when they were alone and John was out hunting…
6 – Keep the Faith (Keep the Faith, 1992)
“Father, father, please believe me, I am laying down my guns. I am broken like an arrow, forgive me, forgive your Wayward Son…”
Well taking the obvious quote out of the way…this is for Dean. About Dean.
7 – Hey God (These Days, 1995)
“Hey God, tell me what the hell is going on. It seems like all the good shit’s gone, It keeps on getting harder hangin’ on, but hey, hey, hey, hey God. There’s nights you know I wanna scream, these days you’re even harder to believe, I know how busy you must be, but hey, hey, hey, hey God, do you even think about me?”
So I’m seeing this as Season 4 and 5 Dean and even Cas a bit later on, when he starts to question Chuck’s plan. When they all think that Chuck is good and have no idea what his plan actually is for them all…
8 – These Days (These Days, 1995)
“I was walking around, just a face in the crowd, tryin’ to keep myself out of the rain. Saw a vagabond king with a Styrofoam crown wonder if I might end up the same. There’s a man out on the corner, singing old songs about change, everybody’s got their cross to bear these days…”
I have Castiel in my head, just been made newly human and been thrown out of the Bunker and abandoned by Dean and trying to get through his new life.
9 – It’s My Life (Crush 2000)
“It’s my life, it’s now or never, but I ain’t gonna live forever, I just want to live while I’m alive. My heart it’s like an open highway, like Frankie said ‘I did it my way’, I just wanna live while I’m alive…”
Is this Sam and Dean when they realise they are Michael and Lucifer’s vessels?
10 – Undivided (Bounce, 2002)
“I found spirit, they couldn’t ruin it, I found courage in the smoke and dust, I found faith in the sounds of silence, deep down it’s ringing out in each of us,”
Pretty much the entire undercurrent of the second half of the series. The way in which Cas and the Winchesters fight back each time against fate and what has been written for them.
11 – Everyday (Bounce, 2002)
“I used to be the kind of guy, who never let you look inside, I’d smile when I was crying, I had nothing but a life to lose, thought I had a lot to prove, in my life there’s no denying…”
This is exactly how Dean was in the beginning before his character growth. He had to be the strong fighter and not show any weakness at all (‘no chick flick moments’)
12 – Bounce (Bounce, 2002)
“Bounce, bounce, nothing’s gonna keep me down, bounce, bounce, stand up shout it out, bounce bounce, I play hard I play to win, count me out, count me in, I’ll be coming back again…”
This is Sam, Dean and Cas. Dead and out so many times but they always find a way to come back. And that’s why we love them
13 – Always (Crossroads, 1994)
“And I, will love you, baby, Always, and I’ll be there forever and a day, always. I’ll be there til the stars don’t shine, til the heavens burst and the words don’t rhyme, and I know, when I die, you’ll be on my mind and I’ll love you always…”
Well unlucky number thirteen and my last choice is for everyone’s favourite angel, Castiel. I don’t think I need to explain this one??
Anyway, here’s the link for the playlist with all of these on them and a few more that I love so have a listen if you’ve gotten this far and let me know what you think:
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Shot through the heart and you're to blame Darlin', you give love a bad name
An angel's smile is what you sell You promised me Heaven, then put me through Hell Chains of love got a hold on me When passion's a prison, you can't break free
Whoa-oh-oh, you're a loaded gun, yeah Whoa-oh-oh, there's nowhere to run No one can save me, the damage is done
Shot through the heart and you're to blame You give love a bad name 
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