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mrswint3rs · 1 month
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Make Me Bad
(drabble)
pairings- dbf! heisenberg x fem! reader
cw- age gap (reader is in her 20s), consent isn’t established so use your imagination ig, unprotected sex, they get caught at the end ꨄ
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Your father’s garage is the place you’ve grown to know all to well. He spends 90% of his free-time there, drinking, watching his confusing sports on TV, or on rare occasion, fixing up his bike.
That’s when his good friend, Heisenberg, comes around. Though lately, it seems every time you make an appearance at your dad’s house, he’s there, even if they’re not working on anything.
He lounges on the couch, puffing from his cigar, dirty shoes hiked up on the table in front of the TV and blocking your view. Your dad cracks open a new case of beer just for him and they watch whatever’s on for hours, yapping about modern times and how different things are now.
Heisenberg hates your generation of people. Says they’re all too sensitive and cancel friendly, blames it on too much internet access. But he excludes you from that sector.
He thanks your father for raising you properly, gifting you with correct opinions especially in music, same as his. He feels like he can talk to you like one of the guys, not having to worry about offending you with something controversial that spills out of his mouth.
But he also knows you’re not one of the guys. You’re a woman. A woman he’s been dying to get his grimy hands on.
So when your dad takes off to the corner store on a beer run leaving the two of you secluded, he’s on you within minutes.
He takes you right on the couch, rushing to have his way as he knows your dad won’t be long.
With one knee on the cushion beside you, the other on the floor, he holds your leg over his shoulder stuffing his cock into your gummy walls. He may be old, but he undeniably has game.
He quiets your sweet moans with his own mouth, lips pressing forcefully against yours, teeth clashing from the roughness put into his thrusts. His scruffy facial hair irritates your skin, but you’re distracted by all the other sensations he’s giving you.
“yer gettin’ so loud sweet cheeks,” he grins into your lips, nipping and pulling away with that cocky chuckle when it makes you whimper.
He’s pretty good at keeping face, pretending like your pussy doesn’t feel that good but he’s never had better. Hasn’t even gotten laid in about a year.
“Keep squeezin’ me like that nd’ I won’t have the strength to pull out,” he groans. His movements become less methodical as his composure slips. His face contorts, brows furrowing and jaw clenching like he’s about to go overboard. “Fuck sweetheart I gotta—“
But he fails to remove himself in time, it was too tight of a squeeze for him to make it out.
His voice sounds a low, almost growl as he empties himself into you. He loses focus for a minute, feeling you pulse and throb around his girth, pulling him back in so greedily. He swears you’re gonna be the one to send him to an early grave.
That is, until the side door of the garage flies open, the man neither of you would have hoped to see, seeing you.
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munsster · 4 months
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Hiiiiiiii loved your Eddie munson x wealthy!reader fix, I was wondering if you could do a billy Hargrove one? Thank you bby💗
billy with a wealthy s/o
A/N: its 100% giving reluctant allies to lovers gif cred: @selinasdalton
Warnings: partying, drinking/smoking, insults (mostly playful), pet names (sweetheart), implied sex
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the FIRST thing i thought of was reader rolling with the popular crowd
ie harrington, tommy, carol etc
and seeing billy for the first time at a party
honestly, he probably offers you a drink or better yet a smoke
and you’re disgusted (horny)
and he thinks he’s totally gonna score (you accepted his drink offer)
neither of you really remember how or when it started
you can never agree on an anniversary date
but you both know he fell first
mainly because he was absolutely floored by just how many insults you had ready in your back pocket
“the ball goes in the basket, airhead” “you look like rob lowe if he was a woman and a munch” “my dog could sink more free throws than you and he’s 20 years old”
honestly, he was a little flattered by your creativity
which is why he knew he had to get in your pants somehow
and the first time you invited him over to your house, you wouldn’t hear the end of it
“hey, richie rich, where’s your robot maid?”
“oh, it’s her day off”
“…”
“i’m kidding,” you tease, “she’s not a robot”
he does not know how to handle the amount of shit you spoil him with
“billy… i really like your necklace”
“…”
“…”
“…”
“i can buy you a new—”
“i dont need a new one, sweetheart”
and you don’t know how to handle the fact that he doesn’t want to be spoiled
but you eventually figure out how to be sneaky with it
making him lunches (con caviar), ‘accidentally’ misplacing his shoes so you have to buy him new ones, taking him to fancy barbershops and paying half the cost so it still seems like he’s paying the full price
some may say it’s manipulative. you say it’s loving.
and the first time he buys you a meaningful, mildly expensive gift, you tear up a little bit
you bringing him to the golf course and finding out 1) he’s really good at golf and 2) he is excellent cougar bait
not that you want the over 60’s hitting on your man, but it’s very sweet when they send him drinks and call him a handsome young man
you definitely encourage him to play into it with some “how are you young ladies this evening?” and “don’t you have to be 21 to sit at the bar?” action
he has his fun with it, but he really only does it ‘cause it makes you smile
would never BEG for anything…. but he DOES get really sad when you don’t bring him to the mall to watch you try on shoes or sweaters or whatever.
yeah, if there’s something he’d beg for, it’s that
he lives for the moment you walk out of the dressing room, do a twirl, and ask (like clockwork) “do you like it?”
his answer is always yes, but you claim to know the differences in his tone that indicate what he actually likes
sometimes, if he’s lucky, you’ll let him sit inside the dressing room. watching you change. watching you change.
he is the reason you’re both banned from sears at starcourt
the first really expensive watch you gift him is INSANE
it has like four dials and you said something about alligator leather and 18 carat gold
he can’t decide between wearing it on special occasions to preserve its value or never taking it off because he loves you
when you do stay at his house, usually no ones home
but you have met max
and she likes to stay away from you
but you took her to get a new skateboard and you think that might’ve helped her warm up to you
just a smidge
now she lets you gossip about stupid boys and watch shitty action movies with her
she even promised she would go as croft’s robin for halloween if you swore you’d go as wilson’s batman
that was an interesting halloween for billy
your mansion house has this shiny ass gramophone in one of the downstairs offices
and you told billy that the last thing that had played on it was a glenn miller ‘best of’ album
and that was just not good enough for billy
so one night, he brought over his twisted sister vinyl and convinced you to dance with him while what you don’t know blasted through the brassy pavillon
he also may or may not have convinced you to make out with him while the rest of the record played
even though you drive a brand new, cherry red benz (convertible, he might add), you still love it when he drives the two of you in his camaro
but you also let him drive your car whenever he wants. and he wants to most of the time.
in fact, he’s pretty sure he drives your car more than you do
he also loves to let you dress him up
and do his hair (please practice that cute hairstyle you saw on him. he’ll think about your hands in his hair for hours on end)
even if youre just going on a chill diner date, you still drag him into your (now shared) walk-in closet and pick out these satin shirts and pressed slacks and the shiniest shoes he’s ever seen
but of course, most of your dates are lavish and breathtakingly creative, anyway, so he’s already dressed accordingly
his new catch phrase is something along the lines of “what happened to eating somewhere normal. like pizza hut”
sometimes, his only requirement is “as long as there’s no chandelier”
you flatter him so often, he gets grumpy on days you forget to call him handsome (or pretty boy, which has really grown on him)
typically, he wouldnt go for all the fuss and feathers, but he likes to see you happy.
and boy, does prettying him up make you happy
seriously, you get the wildest look on your face. it’s fulfilling enough that billy feels safe to say he’s content being your ken doll forever
if you’d let him
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ok so it turned out better than I was hoping for
and a price break-down for anyone curious:
black dress - Amazon - I’ve had this for ages, but I think I paid maybe $20 for it?
white underskirt - craft store and sewing machine - about $16 for pattern and materials, eight hours to make because I had no idea what I was doing
hood - craft store, sewing machine, and tears (completely free-hand) - about $10 for fabric, crafted while watching half of The Two Towers and all of Return of the King (extended editions)
horns - about $20 for two buffalo horns from the dog toy aisle plus a cheap headband - time and emotional toll for assembly: uncalcuable
corset - free from my sister (thanks, babe!)
gloves - free from my mother
bandolier and accessories - mostly Dollar Store, some craft stores, and a pouch from last year’s faire - estimating $20 for all, assembled slowly over many weeks
sickle - $10 from an antique store plus free leather from my father for the cover, which I whipped up on a whim many moons ago
shoes - ebay - $27
face paint - I don’t even know, man, but it’s cheap; about 30 minutes to apply
Total estimated cost: $125
Total estimated price paid: enough blood, sweat, and tears to satisfy a witch’s potion
Affect on cats’ digestion from eating yarn and netting have yet to be calculated.
Elements on hand that I later abandoned: plague mask; second sickle; tunic or white blouse; feathers (for hood or belt); shawl.
Chance I’ll actually fix everything in good time for next year: minuscule.
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toddtakefive · 4 years
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Honestly, I've been coming up with a LOT of prompts out of no where recently, so here's just a list of them...
1. "That was funny!"
"Really? But you've never found my jokes funny."
"What! Yes I have!"
"Uhm... *proceeds to list every time they've found their jokes not funny*."
2. "You ever wondered where babies come from?"
"You did not just ask me that."
"What! It's a genuine question!"
"You're twenty-three!"
3. "Why are you calling me at three A.M from a landline?"
"I made some smoothies."
"...ok?"
"Well do you want one?"
4. "Tell me again how we got from you throwing up in your moms car, to a fucking holding cell?"
5. "Your dad is scary, man."
"That was my brother..."
"..."
"..."
"You have an older brother?"
6. "As much as I love being held at gunpoint, can you maybe stop getting us into situations where we are HELD AT GUNPOINT?"
7. "It's not that high of a jump."
"Honestly, it's not high enough."
8. "Is your home screen a picture of my hand?"
"One, why are you on my phone, two, how do you know my password, and three, did you seriously recognize a picture of your hand from four years ago?"
9. "Your mom hates me."
"She likes you!"
"She threw a plate at my head."
"Well, Mazal tov right?"
"That's for marriage, and you know it!"
10. "Do you think I could win a fight with a bear with my nothing but my fists?"
"Why?"
"Someone said they'd pay me fifty bucks if I did."
11. "Didn't you get those shoes in eighth grade?"
"Maybe."
"Dude, we're seniors."
12. "I know gays own pool scenes or whatever, but I really would apprecite if everyone stopped making out in my pool."
13. "You said you're royalty, right?"
"That I did."
"Would you behead me if I asked?"
"...What?"
14. "It's honestly so tiring carrying all the looks in this group."
"Babe, I love you, but you carry a fourth of them at best."
15. "So I'm in trouble for expressing my opinion?"
"No! You're in trouble, as you so eloquently put it, for breaking the kid next doors nose!"
"He called me a loser..."
16. "You'd be a lot easier to deal with if you didn't argue with everything I said."
"I don't do that!"
17. "And if you look closely here, you'll see that I didn't pay attention to this class at all and I gave up half way through making my presentation."
"Can you stay after class? We need to have a little chat."
18. "Just because I stare at him all the time and want to know what it's like to hold his hand, and like kiss him and whatever doesn't mean I have a crush on him!"
"You are so much stupider than I thought you were holy shit."
19. "So this issue is done with, alright?"
"Fine!"
"Fine!"
"..."
"..."
"But you owe me another capri-sun."
"OH. MY. GOD."
20. "Are you reading fanfiction?"
21. "Duck!"
"Haha, quack."
*gets hit in the face with a ball*
22. "You're staring at the batter."
"I'm watching the game."
"No, you're staring at the batter on-deck."
"Shut up."
23. "So, what's it like working at a coffee shop."
"Absolutely riveting."
"Really?"
"No."
24. "Are you eating my cereal?"
"Perhaps."
25. "This is the height of betrayal! I can't believe I have a crush on you!"
"I win one game of jenga, and suddenly peoples crushes on me jus- wait you
have a crush on me?"
26. "You look like a stringbean."
"And you look like a damn fool each day, but I never commented before."
27. "Are you gonna eat that?"
28. "Pleasing people is so hard."
"Pleasing- YOU JUST TOLD MY DAD TO GO FUCK HIMSELF!"
"I never said I was any good at it."
"You're TERRIBLE at it!"
29. "You're Jewish, right?"
"You've known me since kindergarten, I thought you would know this already, but yeah."
"So like, if I were to marry you would one of us just have to like, convert?"
"...why are you thinking about what would happen if you married me?"
30. "Why is multiplication so hard!"
"I'm sorry. Did you, a fucking PHYSICS MAJOR, just say that MULTIPLICATION was hard?"
31. "My computer brokle again."
"I fixed it a week ago."
32. "Why do you do that?"
"Huh?"
"That thing with your nose. You like scrunch it up all the time."
33. "Why are you staring at me?"
"Sorry, I was looking at your beauty mark!"
"I have a beauty mark?"
34. "I'm gonna commit a crime!"
"Let's go back a few steps. Why are you mad?"
35. "Looking good there, cutie."
"Are you seriously trying to flirt with me after running face first into the shop door?"
"You saw that?"
"All the cashiers saw it."
36. "Killer shoes."
"Thanks, I stole them."
37. "Not to be poor or anything, but can I borrow five bucks?"
"Did you seriously start that sentence off with 'not to be poor or anything'?"
38. "Crazy how you're effortlessly cute."
"Crazy how you're effortlessly annoying. But thank you. You're honestly not that bad yourself"
39. "Good news! I got a number from the girl I was talking to."
"And the bad news?"
"It definitely wasn't hers."
"How do you know?"
"Cause she wrote down yours."
40. "Hey, can you help me get this cat out of this tree?"
"Who are you...?"
I'm definitely not gonna be writing all of these, so @justanaveragefangirlsblog feel free to use literally ANY of these!
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tonguetiedraven · 2 years
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flinders, please!
This one broke the 20 sentences, lol. It's 25 xD
Prompt: Flinders
I hade to look this up, because I’d never heard of the word. If anyone else is in that same boat, it’s: small fragments or splinters.
Angst ahead
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Rin stared down at the nob in his hands with a frown. He hadn’t meant to tug it free. He hadn’t even thought he’d pulled that hard.
Rin hates splinters. Aside from being obnoxiously painful — Rin has been stabbed, shot, burned, and a plethora of other horrible things, but damn, do splinters hurt — they’re really hard to fix. His super healing doesn’t help with them. It just makes everything worse. He heals over them, and then Yukio has to recut him to get the things out, and it’s just miserable for both of them.
None of that is why he hates them. No, Rin hates them because every time Rin has been surrounded by splinters, his life has been at the worst.
The first time he broke someone’s bone, he followed it up with smashing every single thing around him. Basically, he threw a temper-tantrum of supernatural proportions.
It was the first time he broke someone’s bone, the first time he lost a friend, it was not the first time he was called a demon, and it was the first (and not only) time he hurt Shirou.
They were in his hands and they’d cut through his shoes. He was sobbing and the little pieces of his wreckage were surrounding him as he punched his father and wept into his shoulder.
That would be enough to give him a bad taste forever, but nope. It got worse.
The clearest memory of splinters, the one that always rises and locks his throat and chest up until he’s choking and fighting back broken sobs and flames, is the one that happened the last time he hurt Shirou.
The old man locked him in the basement to keep him safe. It took months, years really, to understand, but Rin did, eventually. Shirou locked him down there because he knew Satan was coming, and he wanted Rin safe.
Everything about that horrible night is a blur, and Rin was grateful for that, but he’d never forget the rage and terror as he slammed his fist against the door over and over until it was shattering and covering him in splinters. They were in his hair, in his clothes, on his hand, piercing, biting, stinging, and unimportant after everything.
Yukio didn’t have to pull those out. Rin had burned them all away. It didn’t matter. Any time he closed his eyes and thought of that night, he could still feel them.
He just really hates splinters.
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achliegh · 3 years
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THANK :)
Yeehaw Leo… it's all because this song came on one day (I don’t even really listen to country anymore so it really is fate). Leo is based off that song, each chapter is going to be based off a yeehaw song too.
Characters belong to @lumosinlove
Beta: @the-most-slyterin-hufflepuff & @punkkkboi
TW/CW: Smut, terrible yeehaw sayings and jokes, injuries, mentions of past death/suicide, minor character death, underage drinking, mentions of past arrests, cringe
Chapter Songs (listening in order is recommended):
Chapter 13:
Anchors Away
Clay was bored, wandering around the mall with nothing to do. Thomas was at practice, Noelle was at work at the aquarium. He was alone again and he really didn’t like it. Leo was busy cleaning the apartment for his mom who is showing up later tonight and Reg was hanging out at the rink.
Clay thought about going to the rink but everytime he goes for longer than 20 minutes he gets a head cold. He was walking past a recently closed store and heard faint music coming from inside. He walked in and noticed a small table set up with two men who were jokingly singing along to the song.
Clay took note of all the posters around the small store.
‘Feeling like you need a purpose in life?’ Yeah, he does. Everyone around him is doing actual things with their lives. Reg has started going to art school for errotic photography and portraits. Leo has been selling horses over video calls with rich clients and helping his mother set up times for the clients to go down and visit the horses at the ranch. Obviously, the hockey boys are playing hockey. Noelle is a year away from graduating and was recently promoted, and Clay just kind of existed…
Leo jokingly called him a houseboy when he mentioned how he just stays at home and cleans, now that's all he is ever called by Leo and Reg and it really makes Clay feel worthless. He knows they don’t mean anything by it but…. It still stings.
He moves on to the next poster. “Want financial benefits, healthcare, and more?”
That would be nice, to make his own money for once instead of his parents randomly filling his account with too much money. Something he knows he shouldn’t complain about but he wants to make a name for himself.
‘Join the U.S Navy.’ He paused, he doesn’t know a lot about his birth family, but he does know they were in the military. He has no clue which branch and he knows if he asked his parents they would help him in a heartbeat. But maybe this was a way to find out on his own.
He left the mall feeling lighter, a pep in his step.
He just enlisted in the navy. He was going to make something of himself and maybe even feel like he isn’t just watching his friends and partners pass him by.
Then it hit him, the one thing Leo and him promised each other they would never do is join the military. Because they both know how it fucks people up. Leo lost his uncle, and Clay’s dad lost his own father to PTSD from not having proper care after. Maybe he just screwed up…. But there was no going back now. He wouldn’t.
Walking in the house, Noelle was looking beautiful. She was wearing a pair of sweats rolled up twice at the waist and one of Clay’s old ratty t-shirts. Her curly hair was in her normal ponytail and she was putting on her sneakers. She looked tired from work.
Earlier in the week when Clay and Leo announced Eloise was coming to visit for a few days Noelle started stressing immediately. She has always worried about meeting parents because they always seem to dislike her when they first lay eyes on her, she blames it on her chronic RBF. Clay reassured her that Eloise would love her and actually already loves her from all the stories Clay has told her on her weekly calls.
Eloise was coming tonight, fuck! It was his birthday today and he forgot to mention it! Oops...
Thomas was sitting next to her, freshly showered in his own sweats and t-shirt looking relaxed, he was wearing some socks with little hamsters on them that Clay found for him a while ago. It made his heart jump and he felt his face stretch into a smile. He was scrolling through his phone and Thomas’ whole face opened up in a bright smile as soon as he saw Clay. He made Clay feel so special in a specific way, a way that is so different from how Noelle does and he loves them both.
He needs to tell them that.
“I have something to tell you guys… honestly, I don’t know how you will react but what's done is done.” He puts his hands in his jean pockets and taps the hell of his boots to the toe of his other boot. He was fidgeting and knew the other two noticed. It made him even more nervous.
“That doesn’t sound like good news.” Thomas looks at him a bit worried. His smile was still there but it fell slightly and Clay just wanted to fix it. He noticed Noelle had paused stomping on her shoes, oddly similar to Logan, it made him want to stop what he was going to say but… communication is important!
“Well, I first need you guys to promise me something, then I will make Finn and Logan promise the same thing when we see them because I know I will have to tell them.” He has to tell them, so they are ready for Leo just, not being okay.
And it was all gonna be Clay’s fault.
“What's the promise?” Noelle finishes putting on her shoe and looks up at him. She is trying her best to keep her face neutral but he could tell the wheels were turning in her brain.
“Do not tell Leo, I need to be the one to tell him… and I know he isn’t going to react well. Same goes for Reg but I will probably tell him a lot sooner than Leo.” He keeps on switching his feet that he is tapping and finally looks at them.
It’s now or never.
“I enlisted in the navy today.”
“Okay, Reg and I are going to pick up Ma and then we will be right back!” Leo has been all smiles all day. Finn knew he was close to his mom but this is just adorable.
“Drive safe!” Leo and Reg wave as they leave the apartment and as soon as the door closes Clay is standing in front of Finn and Logan who are snuggled together on the couch. Logan was wrapped up in Leo’s favorite blanket that his grandpa made for him before he passed away. It was a woven blanket with an image of Peanut on it. That blanket has seen Leo and Clay in their worst moments.
He was surprised Logan wasn’t scared of it given his fear of horses.
“Alright you two, I need to tell you something and it needs to be kept secret from Leo and Reg, if you so much as tell them a peep I will never forgive you. That will make family reunions super awkward.” Finn looks up from his phone where he and Logan were reading the comments on their latest tiktok on their joined account.
“Don’t look at me.” Finn raises his hand on surrender and looks at Logan who rolls his eyes annoyed and snatches Finn’s phone away to keep reading the comments.
“I enlisted in the navy-” Clay didn’t even get the full sentence out before Logan had thrown the phone down on the cushion next to him and Finn covered his mouth with his hand looking shocked.
“YOU DID WHAT?”
“Mama!” Leo hugs Eloise tightly as she drops her bags to hug him back. “How was the flight?” He squeezes her tightly before noticing her new hearing aid is flashing is three blinks then a pause and three more blinks. “I think your hearing aid is dying. Make sure to charge them when we get home.” She either ignores him or doesn’t hear him even though she can normally hear him this close.
“Rick was a great pilot as always, even let me bring y’all some moonshine he made. It's watermelon and raspberry!.” Eloise pulls away after one last squeeze and sees Reg and her smile widens. “Reg! I’m so happy you’re here!” She waits for him to open his arms as an invitation to hug him so she knows he is comfortable with her touching him and she does as soon as he opens his arms. Tighter than she did Leo. “Have you been eating well? How about sleeping? Did you ever enroll in college?”
“Yes, yes and yes.” Reg can’t help but laugh when she picks him up still hugging him and sways him around. He isn’t used to this much affection from a mother figure but… they love it.
“I’m so proud of you for following your dream.” She pulls away and smiles at him with a sincere smile and brushes his hair back. “Your hair looks nice by the way.”
“Thank you.” Reg and Leo help her with her bags and pack them into the truck and drive the short way back to the apartment. Talking about everything and anything. The door man sends a wink Eloise’s way and she holds up her left hand where her wedding ring is. Letting him know she is taken. Walking up to the apartment they smell an odd smell through the door and everyone shares a look.
“I promise it doesn't normally smell this way unless… oh no.”
“What does that mean!?” She leans over to Reg to whisper as Leo fiddles with his key in the lock.
“It means Finn and Logan tried to cook something.” Reg whispers to Eloise as Leo opens the door, Clay was the first to greet them, smiling his million dollar smile he hugs Elosie so tight it surprises her.
“Hello Bluebell! I was surprised I didn’t see you at the airport. How are you doing sweetheart! Twenty years old today! You’re all growing up so fast.” She kisses his forehead and they pull apart. “You look good. Your mother wants you to call her later tonight so she can sing happy birthday.”
“It's your birthday!” Noelle pipes up and looks at Clay offended. “And you didn’t tell us!” He cringes before turning to her.
“Oh, I guess I forgot.” He walks over to her and kisses her cheek while Eloise puts her hand on her chest from just how cute they are.
“Seems like that should have been the first thing you told us this morning instead of, ‘ I feel like a jellyfish’.” Thomas laughs a little and kisses both Noelle and Clay’s cheeks. “So cute.”
“It slipped my mind!”
“Okay, what is that smell?” Leo leads Eloise towards the kitchen after she is done fawning over how cute those three are. Finn and Logan are suspiciously standing in the way of the countertop right next to the stove. “What are you hiding?”
Finn turns bright red and Logan looks anywhere but Leo. Eloise sets her purse on the counter and walks over to them, giving them both kisses on the cheek.
“What did you make us?”
“Well… we tried to make a cake from your cookbook-”
“It didn’t go very well.” They both move to the side to reveal a lopsided cake with some diluted frosting dripping off and random coconut flakes floating around on it. “Can you at least tell what it is?” Logan casually turned the plate so the ‘good side’ was facing Leo and Eloise.
“Umm… not really. Do you mind just telling us?” Eliose was examining the cake, trying to figure out what cinnamon cake she had in her cookbook. None that she can remember.
“Something called,” Finn walks over to the book and notices Clay and Reg standing to the side with their phones up and probably recording. “Divinity Cake.” The room was suddenly really still and quiet. Eloise looked like she was about to cry and Leo was just staring at the cake in shock.
Then Eloise brokedown in laughter, to the point where she was laughing so hard she was on the ground holding her stomach and crying. Finn and Logan were visibly confused and looked to Leo for an explanation, only to find him trying to conceal his laughter in the crooks of his arm.
“Oh my god! What is so funny?” Logan looks at the cookbook and then back at the cake. It looked terrible but they tried their best! They didn’t burn the house down at least.
“Oh my lovely lovely boys.” Leo wraps an arm around both their shoulders and pulls them in close so they are all cheek to cheek for a moment. “Divinity cake is usually cooked for your in-laws in the south.. To prove you are worthy of being a good wife.” explains through his laughing breaks. “This is amazing.”
Eloise eventually stands up and dabs her eyes so she doesn’t smear her makeup. Pulling the two embarrassed boys into a tight hug. “Y’all are so sweet. Thank you for the cake.” She gives them both sloppy kisses on the cheeks and then pats where she just kissed. “Alright I’m going to put my things in the guest room and then we can cook something up for y’all to eat.” She smiles and takes most of her bags to the guest room but forgets her purse. “Finn, would you be a dear and grab my purse for me?” She calls out and Finn being the sweetheart he is, grabs the bag and tries to take it with him as he walks past.
The bag won’t budge, Leo is watching with a smile on his face and his arms crossed. Finn tugs at the bag again and eventually gets it off the counter, it nearly knocks him over with how heavy it is. He scurried to Eloise’s room and gave it to her. She holds it like it’s nothing.
He makes his way back over to Leo and sinks into his chest, his face buried in his neck. Logan is still poking the cake, showing off just how gelatinous it is. Clay and Reg are comparing videos that they took and laughing at how they zoomed in on different faces. Sending them to each other.
“I’m sorry we messed up the cake.” Finn looks up at Leo and sees the sweetest little smile, showing his dimples off. Finn has noticed Leo’s tan from the summer is fading and it is making the small scar across his nose more prominent. It was cute.
“Honestly, it’s better than anything else y’all have made. Plus, now Mama can teach you how to make it the right way for the next time she visits.” Leo kisses his eyebrow and wraps his arms around him as Finn pouts even more. Logan eventually makes his way over and rests his head on Leo’s shoulder.
“Maybe it still tastes good?” He closes his eyes and rubs his cheek on Leo’s soft shirt and tough shoulder, massaging his jaw muscles. His arms are crossed.
“We can try it afte Mama and I make some food, how about y’all pick out what you want so she can put on her mini cooking show.” Leo feels the boys lean off of him and smiles as he watches them pour over each page of the book looking for a meal they want.
“Alright, I’m ready to cook.” Eloise comes back into the room and gathers everyone so they are sitting on the other side of the counter, unless they are Reg or Leo because they are allowed to help cook. Finn and Noelle have taken the two seats while Clay and Thomas are on either side of them watching and Logan is in between them.
They all watch as Eloise explains what she is doing in hopes it helps them understand and make them want to try and make this on their own. Logan gets in trouble for focusing on Leo instead of what she is teaching and she gives him a smirk.
“You remind me a lot of Wyatt, you know that? Around the same height too.” She smiles as she fiddles with her ring after she washed her hands to get the rest of the flour off her hands. Leo is watching the food in the oven as he leans against the counter and nods in agreement with her.
“I do?” Logan looks at her a little confused, he sadly never got the chance to meet Wyatt but he always pictured him as more of the strong and silent type who was also tall, giving Leo his extra few inches of height.
“He was 5’10 and the sweetest man I have ever met, he was goofy and carefree like Finn and always had this hard look in his eyes like you do. Unless he was looking at Leo or I, or in your case Leo. Please don’t look at me like that.” Leo snorts and smiles.
“That would be kinda weird.” He turns his head over his shoulder and smiles at his boys. “Why don’t we tell them some stories about dad? I never really talk about him because… well, it still hurts.” Eloise smiles a little sad at her son and gives his arm a comforting squeeze. Her love language.
“Well, he was in the air force.” She notices Clay looking away, Noelle suddenly looks uncomfortable and Thomas looks a little sad. Something was off. “He and his twin brother Wess joined at the same time, and flew fighter jets together. His brother was shot down and Wyatt made Leo promise to never join. After he came back he vowed to never leave again. He kept his promise.” She smiles at the image of him coming home still fresh in her mind. “He was in love with music, sometimes I think he loved music more than us. He tried to get Leo to learn how to play instruments but the poor boy is so tone deaf he couldn’t figure anything out.” She laughs a little as Leo smiles. “I remember when Leo was being taught the guitar Wyatt would be thrown into laughing fits when Leo would play the wrong chords and smile up at him like he just did something.”
“I thought I did!” Leo laughs a little and turns around to face everyone else. “Look It took me forever to learn rhythm, and now I can dance like there is no tomorrow… still can’t sing though.”
“Ahmen!” Clay pipes up and ducks as Leo throws a spoon at him.
“Shut up!”
“Wyatt did manage to teach Clay how to play fiddle somehow, do you still play?” Eloise checks the food in the oven and determines it's not done.
“I haven’t played since… yeah I haven’t played in a while.”
“He was so proud of you. Wyatt was also a sportsman. He loved sports, especially baseball. So when Leo came home and told Wyatt he joined the team, they went out back and played catch for, I don’t know, hours.”
“My arm was sore the next day.”
“He came to every single game of Leo’s besides one, and was his biggest fan. He made shirts with Leo’s player picture on them and wore them to every game. No matter how many times Leo begged him not to!” The timer goes off and Reg gets the food out of the oven.
“Is this done?” He asks, Eloise comes over to check and nods.
“Looks good! How about we eat?” She smiles and has everyone line up so she can dish it out for them.
Thomas and Noelle are getting ready to leave when Eloise asks Clay to join her outside. He gives them a worried look but follows her. Outside is cold, and there is a bit of snow on the railing of the balcony.
“Talk to me Clayton, something is wrong, I noticed it earlier.” She looks at him and taps her foot as he pulls out a cigarette and lights it. “Clayton.”
“I joined the navy, and I haven’t told Leo, and I ask that you don’t tell him either because he needs to hear this from me.” He is looking out at the traffic below so he doesn’t have to watch her face. He knows she is upset with him.
“Is that what you really want to do?” She walks up next to him and joins him in looking at the traffic. Clay has always admired how strong Eloise is, she has been through a hell of a lot and still has this calm and stable energy.
“Yes.”
“Then you made the right choice.” She turns and looks at him, smiling in a way that he knows is trying to hide her sadness. She ruffles his hair as he finishes his cig and puts it out on the bottom of his boot. “Have you told Noelle and Thomas?”
“Yeah.” He knows his short answers sound hostile but he wants to be away from this conversation.
“They support you?” She always makes sure he has support, it hurts sometimes. Like he can’t just get support himself and he always needs help.
“Yes.” She nods and walks back towards the door.
“Then you better spend as much time with them as you can.” She goes inside, leaving Clay to think about everything by himself.
It was dangerous.
He walks back inside and they leave. Noelle turns around from the passenger seat and smirks at Clay. He was in for a fun night.
“I’m off to bed boys, we have a busy day tomorrow!” Elosie kisses her boy's cheeks and walks to her room.
“I like you mom.” Logan says as he tackles Leo to the ground straddling his back with his scented markets in hand. He tugs at Leo’s shirt, he complies and takes it off. Logan has been dying to do this all day.
“I hope not too much!” Leo crosses his arms under his head until Finn sits down next to him and he pulls his thigh so it's underneath Leo’s head. Leo shivers as the cold marker hits his skin and Logan begins coloring.
“What other stories do you have about Wyatt?” Finn rubs his fingers over Leo’s short hair that has really grown out over the past month, it was starting to curl at the ends making Leo look sweet.
“He used to read to me when I was little, then when I was able to read I would read to him until he fell asleep and started snoring.” Leo smiles and Finn can feel it on his leg. “He was also my coach for little league baseball for a bit and he was great but not everyone liked that he was my dad. Other parents thought I was getting special treatment. Also he would argue with the umpires and get in trouble!” Leo bursts out laughing and Logan gorans.
“Leoooooooooo! Be still!” Leo calms down and lets Logan keep coloring the flowers of his back piece.
“Sorry sorry, I just remembered when he got kicked out of a game because an umpire called Clay out when he was safe. It was hilarious. He called the umpire a muppet.” Smiling Leo yawns and blinks a few times.
“You can fall asleep, we will wake you up and go to bed when Logan finishes.” Finn is scrolling on his phone and is petting Leo’s head as he feels it get heavier with sleep. Finn looks up at Logan after making sure Leo is asleep.
“We need to tell him we love him.”
“Yeah, we do.” They smile at each other and share a peck before going back to what they were doing.
The next morning Finn and Logan wake up with a Leo sized dent in the bed and not Leo. They wander out to the kitchen and get smacked in the face with the smell of blueberry pancakes. They float into the kitchen and smile at the sight. Eloise has her hair in curlers and is in a thick grey robe and Leo’s sweatpants because she doesn’t own a pair. Her face is free of makeup and it shows how well she has taken care of her skin over the years. She is flipping a couple of pancakes while Leo sips on some apple juice. Just chatting away about the plan for today.
“Okay so after family skate is the party at Pascal and Celeste’s.”
“I won’t be at family skate dear, I have some work to do today.” She puts the last pancake on a plate, making sure that each plate has two, she takes two plates over to the table while Leo carries the other two.
“Ma, you promised me you wouldn’t work while you were here.” He sighs and sets the plates down. He sighs and sits down, not noticing the other two people in the room, he starts poking at his pancakes with his cheek on his hand and elbow on the table. Sulking.
“I know sweetheart but these people are someone who your Daddy tried to sell to for years. They plan to get two mares and then I will be at the party. On time. I promise.” She puts the dishes from cooking in the sink and fills the pancake batter bowl with hot water before grabbing her cup of coffee and walking over to sit next to Leo.
Logan and Finn share a look. They shouldn’t be listening to this.
“Okay but, just please be there towards the beginning of the party. I want to introduce you to my-... the team.” Leo furrows his brow not understanding why he about called the lions his team, when he doesn’t even play hockey.
“I will try my best, Merigold.” She pats his hand and Logan and Finn make their entrance, yawning and stretching as they walk over to the table. “Morning boys.”
“Morning!” Finn smacks a kiss on Leo’s temple as he walks past and Logan does the same, taking their seats and chowing down.
Later that day Eloise was putting her hair in a ponytail as she checked to make sure there were no creases in her uniform. Well, it's not a uniform but what she likes her and Leo to wear when they go to sell.
A black tall-neck turtle neck with long sleeves and tight to the body. Some khaki colored riding pants with tall back socks and brown riding boots. Professional yet comfortable. She was selling to the Malfoy family today, the father is buying these mares for his sons wedding coming up. She is still convinced that they only want their mares because Wyatt is gone, making Knut horses more desirable.
They were in contact with Wyatt for years and were not very nice. She knows she needs to make this sale though. Walking out to the living room to grab her purse she sees Leo moping on the couch by himself. She sighs out of her nose, walking over to him and petting the top of his head.
“I promise I will be there tonight, with moonshine.” She smiles as Leo rolls his eyes.
“I trust you.” Then he stood and gave her good luck and a hug before walking back to his bedroom… not the master bedroom. She takes a deep breath and leaves the apartment.
The rink was cold, Leo was bundled up in his new coat, hat and gloves while rocking his normal jeans and boots. His brand new skates were in hand, not broken in so he was wearing two pairs of tall socks just to help against blisters. Clay actually owned a pair of skates and has been skating since he was younger because he has family in Montana that he would visit for the holidays.
Jerk.
Leo was sitting in Finn's stall just trying to stay warm while he watched Noelle tie one of Clay’s skates and Thomas tie the other. Leo had to admit, he was so happy for Clay, seeing him with that sappy smile makes Leo know that he’s okay. He never smiled like that with Ashley.
Logan walks over to him, completely ready to skate and looking good. He was wearing his favorite well worn sweats and Leo’s new thrifted sweater that was dark green, showing off his eyes. He was wearing his normal cap backwards and Leo has always found it funny that Logan will never wear a hat forwards.
“Ready to get laced up?” Leo nods and holds out a skate to Logan. “You’re very quiet right now, are you that cold?” Leo just narrows his eyes and gives a short nod. Logan shows him how to lace up and once his other skate is on he stands up and nearly falls over.
“This is going to be terrible… is there a dentist nearby? I have a tendency to fall teeth first into the ground.” Licking over his chipped tooth absentmindedly he looks around. There were kids running around in skates and jumping into other players arms. He smiles a bit and rests his elbow on Logan’s head who is wear much more worn down skates so Leo is a fucking giant to him. “You’re the perfect height.”
“Yeah yeah, lets watch you try and walk. Then we can find Finn who I’m guessing is talking to Syd.” Logan helps Leo take a few steps knowing Leo has no balance at all. In skates or not. He has witnessed this name trip over nothing.
“Whose Syd?” Leo starts walking on his own and feels like this isn’t so bad.
“My oldest sister. Aubry is here too. They also play professional hockey. So… don’t get on their bad sides.” Leo stops walking.
“You never mentioned your sisters will be here! I thought I was meeting them when we go to visit your parents in a week! Oh boy… Do they know about you and Finn?” Leo continues walking after Logan grabs his hand and leads him out of the tunnel.
“Yes they know about me and Finn, I told my family first because… well my parents love him and my sisters all had a bet so… yeah. But they don’t know about you because I didn’t know if you were ready for that.” Leo stops him before they completely exit the tunnel and presses him up against the wall, kissing him softly.
“Thank you.” Leo smiles when Logan does and they pull apart to see they are the last out of the tunnel. Walking out Leo stops in front of the ice. “Yo, I don’t know if I have enough ego to let me fall face first onto the ice in front of a whole hockey team yet.”
“What, you aren’t up for the challenge?” Clay skates right up to him, not as seamless as everyone else but still pretty well. He has this challenging look in his eyes and Leo knows exactly what is going to happen. “I knew you weren’t good at everything.” Leo launches himself at LCay who skates out of the way just in time for Leo to miss and barely holds himself up as he glides across the ice.
“Clay! When I get my hands on you, I swear!” Then he falls flat on his ass and gorans laying down, staring at the ceiling annoyed. This sucks.
Clay is having an absolute field day, Laughing his ass off as he skates up to Leo and helps him stand. Patting his back for a moment and letting Leo get his balance he then pushes him over and skates away.
“CLAYTON!” Leo falls basically into a middle split and it distracts Finn from his conversation with Logan and his sisters, hitting Logan’s chest until he looks over at Leo who is still being taunted by Clay and now Reg.
“I didn’t know he could do that.” They share a look and both seem to get ideas around the same time because their faces get all reg and they high five.
“Who is that?” Sydney is readjusting her hat as she looks at Leo. “He’s a cutie, I wouldn’t mind getting a piece of that.”
“Agreed. He is really handsome.” Aubry nods in agreement and Logan is suddenly possessive. He glares at them.
“Back off, he’s mine!” He crosses his arms and turns his attention back to Leo who is now talking to Katie who has made herself at home on his leg. Leo looks like he is trying his best not to shake from how cold he is.
“You have Finn, let us have our fun.” Aubrey hits his shoulder and skates over to Leo and Katie. “Need some help?” Katie smiles at her. Leo looks up at her and gives a shy smile because he is embarrassed. Nodding she holds out her hand, Katie grabs his other hand and helps him up. With Katie on one side and Aubry on the other, Leo starts more skating and less falling over.
“Awww they are so cuteeeee.” Sydney smiles at them and hears Logan grumble, looking at them annoyed and Finn is still snorting everytime Leo stumbles. But Finn has this look in his eyes that Sydney has only ever seen him give Logan. She hopes there isn’t anything shady going on between those three.
Eventually, Aubry and Leo stake back over to Finn, Logan and Sydeny who are all still chatting on the ice and sipping their hot chocolate that Celeste brought.
“Can I have a sip?” Logan holds up his cup over his shoulder to Leo’s lips, because Leo is behind him, and holds it as he takes a sip. “Mm, so yummy. I’ve never really had this before. Hot chocolate?” Leo doesn’t really drink warm drinks at all, even the coffee is normally cooled down to where it isn’t hot, sometimes iced.
“You should have Finn make you some, he is really good at it.” Finn kisses Logan's forehead and smiles.
“It’s like the one thing I learned how to make properly. Alex taught me! He is coming to the party later tonight if you want to meet him.”
“I’d love to meet him! Now, I’ve met Aubry. I’m guessing you are Sydney? Logan talks about you guys sometimes but I don’t know a lot.” Leo smiles at her and reaches his hand out to shake hers.
“You have a southern accent…” Aubry and her share a look.
Logan is definitely not keeping him from them.
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Do you still accept these? I'm late to the party.
If yes, Angsty/Fluff drabble With Màma also being there.
If no, I totally respect that
this got...way longer than I meant for it to. sorry it took so long!
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Maria's always been a light sleeper.
Between being a cop, a wife to a man who worked for Scrooge McDuck, and a mother to a boy who ran before he could crawl, the slightest noise had her eyes snapping open.
So when a cupboard in the kitchen closes a little too loudly, followed by a muffled curse, she throws back the covers and runs to the door.
"Pollito? Gandra?" she says softly, squinting in the dim light, hand groping along the wall for the light switch.
A sniffle greets her, one that spurs her actions, and Maria flips on the switch, bathing the kitchen in light.
Gandra raises a hand the shield her eyes. "Mar--M'ma," she sniffs, wiping her face with the back of her wrist. "I didn't mean to wake you, I'm sorry."
"No, no, mija, it's fine. Are you okay?" The question is rhetorical, of course, as her gaze slides from the girl's disheveled appearance and tear-stained face to the clock on the stove that reads 3:20.
"I'm fi--" Her shoulders slump as Maria raises an eyebrow, not in an uncaring way, simply disbelieving. "Yeah, this, uh, this doesn't look too convincing, does it?"
She shrugs a shoulder. "It raises some questions."
Hanging her head a little, Gandra scuffs her foot against the tile. “I was just making some tea, but I couldn’t find it.”
Maria's not surprised. She and Pollito mostly run on coffee, and she knows Gandra does too, but she keeps a light stash of chamomile for after long days at the station that's buried in one of these cupboards.
“I’ll make us some. Siéntate, it’ll just be a minute.” She moves around the kitchen without waiting for an answer, filling the kettle with water and setting it on the stove before rummaging through the cupboard for two mugs.
One is her ancient, chipping "I'm a mother, what's your superpower?" mug Fenton gave her ages ago. The other is newer, Gandra's, she bought a week after moving in with them.
(She doesn't get the joke--"No flux given"--accompanied by a complex scientific equation, but Pollito and Gandra think it's hilarious)
It's one of the few touches that remind her there's a third person living with them again--the shoes by the door, the extra pillow on Fenton's bed, the growing clutter on the second bathroom's counter.
Maria knows it's far from permanent. Gandra will move out someday, and Fenton will probably--definitely--follow her eventually, if not right away. But for now, having them both here...she likes it. The house feels full again.
The kettle whistles, pulling her out of her thoughts, and she clicks the burner off, pouring the water over the tea bags.
Picking up the mugs, she carries them to the table, sitting across from Gandra, placing it in front of her.
The girl looks a little less miserable, just sullen, dark circles under her eyes as she traces aimless shapes in the wood of the table.
"Do you want to talk about it, mija?" she finally asks after a moment of them sitting there, neither touching their tea.
“Just...bad dream,” Gandra says, tracing the rim of her mug. 
Maria doesn't press. She didn't get to where she was as a detective without learning how to read people. Gandra wants to talk, but she won't with too much prodding.
So she takes a sip of her tea and waits.
After a moment of sipping her tea, and clearly trying to hide her distaste for the drink, Gandra says, "I was back in the catacombs, in the cell. Only, uhm. Fenton was there, too. And he was so mad at me. Like, really mad. And he's...intense when he's angry, you know, he's gotta get that from you. Just, like, yelling at me about it being my fault that he was there, and then he was about to be wiped out of existence and he couldn't call the suit, and--"
She inhales shakily, cutting herself off, fresh tears pooling in her eyes and Maria slides her chair closer to her. “Oh, mija,” she whispers, reaching for her hand. 
“And, like, I know it’s a dream. I wake up, and he’s next to me and I’m not in the cell, but I can’t lose this tight feeling in my chest, like I’m breathing that stale air again and I don’t know if he’s going to be okay. And I don’t know why I can’t just tell myself it’s not real.”
She squeezes her hand tightly, feels the lines of her nanotechnology among her feathers. It’s a sensation she’s still getting used to, but Fenton had told her Gandra didn’t take her gloves off around just anyone, let alone let them touch it without intent to shock them, so she never let on that the wires in any way unnerved her.  
“Honey, you went through something traumatic, even if you didn’t realize it at the time, spending every free moment trying to escape. That’s not something you can just logic away, no matter how hard you try.”
“Then what do I do?” Gandra asks bluntly. “If I can’t logic my way out of it, what do I do?”
Fenton never had this problem--for all his smarts, he had too big a heart to try and think his way through his feelings.
“You have to let yourself feel it. All of it, even the bad stuff. You can’t lock it away, you can’t think your way out of it. You just have to feel it so you can work through it.”
Gandra leans her head on her hand. From her expression, that’s the last thing she wanted to hear. “That sounds shitty.”
Maria huffs a quiet laugh. “Sí, it’s not fun, but we’re here to help you with whatever you need.” 
“Fenton’s really lucky to have you.” Her voice is soft, and she gently retracts her hand; Maria lets her. 
“You have me, too, mija.” Not for the first time, she wonders about Gandra’s past, but even Fenton doesn’t know all that much, it seems. But, even though the tears are at bay for now, the girl looks drained. “For anything. Talks, late night tea. Although.” She nods towards the cooling cup, largely untouched. “You don’t really like tea, do you?”
Gandra snorts a laugh. “I can’t stand it. But I read somewhere it was supposed to be good if you couldn’t sleep. And my mom used to always make it after I had nightmares. Thought it might help.”
“More about the routine than actually drinking it, right?” Maria understands that. After Hamilton passed, she still fixed up his to-go thermos every morning for almost two years.
She nods, but before she can say anything, they hear a muffled voice from the other room.
“Gandra? Gandra!” 
“I’m in here, Suit,” she calls softly. A moment later, Pollito stumbles through the doorway.
He sighs in relief when he sees her. “There you are. Is everything okay, are you alright?"
Gandra slides over so he can share her chair, which he gladly does, wrapping an arm around her. "Just a nightmare, Fen. I came to make some tea and ran into your mom."
Pollito looks to her hesitantly, as though to confirm, and Maria nods slightly, already standing to quietly clear away her mug and give them some space.
"Okay. Is there anything I can do?" She hears him ask. "Do you want some more tea? Or something to eat? Or--"
Glancing over her shoulder when he cuts off, she sees Gandra's leaned her head on on his shoulder. "Just...stay here a minute, with me?"
His arm tightens around her, and Pollito leans his head against hers. "Always. Siempre."
Maria smiles softly at the two of them, slipping out of the kitchen, unnoticed.
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below the cut i'm going to be noting & detailing aspects of the screenplay i found interesting. as of right now, i don't think i'll be altering my canon too much save for some little, tiny things. this is going to be a very long post so you are by no means obligated to read it but if you do you have as much dedication as i do & i commend you for that.
to start off with, top - dollar is not the head honcho, he's 2nd or 3rd in command. the real big bad is called lao.
sarah is instead called "elly" which i dislike. too close to "shelly."
the skull cowboy makes several appearances as a sort of undead mentor to eric & trains him in honing his new supernatural abilities.
( at the hotdog stand )
MICKEY: what's goin' on, elly? ELLY: i went to see a friend of mine. MICKEY: well, how's your friend? ELLY: she's still dead.
eric was, in fact, buried in a suit. still no shoes. what's up with that
not only is he still capable of touching people/objects & seeing flashes of their fate, but he can absorb their pain. this is one of few things i will be applying to my canon.
( on the fire escape )
ERIC: my kitten walks on velvet feet, and makes no sound at all. and in the doorway nightly sits to watch the darkness fall. i think he loves the lady night... ( to crow ) am i alive? am i dead? something else? something in between?
inscrutable. no answer here.
ERIC: ( almost bemused, steadier. a hint of friendliness. ) thanks for sharing that.
eric is not immediately a master at his new abilities. he learns as he goes. also something i will be applying to canon.
he also suffers from a head - splitting pain once the flashes of memory are over. the longer they are, the more drained he is. applying to my canon.
elly/sarah actually calls darla "mom."
when he first holds gabriel, the memory he gets is of himself strumming his strat o.s. on the floor with shelly holding gabriel. he stops, shocked by the pain, gathers gabriel up again. this time:
A MAN and A WOMAN make love on a big bed amidst a hundred points of candlelight. shelly and eric once upon a time. FLASH ENDS.
as the cat, dropped, hits the floor and scrambles out of the way.
CLOSE UP - ERIC. vising his head, teary-eyed, his nose bleeding.
ERIC: no! don't look! no! no!
he whirls unexpectedly and punches his fist completely through the masonry wall. FLASH: eric and shelly in a mock waltz. he spins her and they collapse on the bed. FLASH ENDS.
ANGLE - ERIC slowly pulling his arm out of the wall.
ERIC: ( whimpering ) stop it.
his eyes roll up and he slumps the length of the door frame. a drowning man.
[...] ANGLE - ERIC ON FLOOR. he's awake. pushes himself up. realizes he is in the center of a faint chalk outline on the hardwood floor. he reaches to touch the dark stain of old blood.
FLASH: shelly spills into frame, mouth bloodied. t-bird instantly on top of her, rough. FLASH ENDS.
ANGLE - WITH ERIC. as he abandons the outline and staggers to the window...where he cuts open his hand on jags of glass.
FLASH: eric held firm in the grasp of t-bird and funboy, one arm in each. five bloody bullet holes in eric's chest. the thugs 1-2-3 and hurl eric backwards through the window, which shatters. FLASH ENDS.
ANGLE - ERIC AT THE WINDOW. reeling backwards, same trajectory as in the flash, but toward the floor in SLOW-MO. overloaded. blacking out. AS ERIC FALLS, INTERCUT MONTAGE.
a jumble of good/bad images from the loft: tin-tin embedding a page of paper in the loft wall with a throwing knife...shelly's face as she lights a candle...a POPPING champagne cork...the echoing CANNONADE of the shots that killed eric...skank backhanding shelly...shelly blowing bubbles from a clawfoot tub full of suds...eric catching funboy's first slug high in the chest...NEW ANGLE of the glass in the window blowing out as t-bird and funboy throw eric through...
ANGLE - ERIC'S REALTIME FALL. he plummets to BLACK OUT FRAME. THUMP. out cold.
[...]
SKULL COWBOY: having fun yet? no? ( beat ) i'll give you a hint. remember whatshername? ERIC: shelly? SKULL COWBOY: miss her? ERIC: yes. SKULL COWBOY: kill the men who killed you both, and the day of the dead will be your reunion. ( the skull cowboy prestigitates a flat throwing knife like tin-tin's. eric's gaze follows it closely ) you must use your eyes. ( he points the crow )
as he DUCKS out of the path of the knife he sees through the bird's eyes. he rolls. ON THE CROW. it hops out of the way as the knife embeds in the wall. eric finishes up his roll nearby.
ERIC: goddammit. he grabs for the knife as if to use it on the skull cowboy, but FLASH: eric bouncing off the bedroom doorframe, tin-tin's knife stuck in his shoulder. FLASH ENDS. vising his head with his hands, in pain. too much pain.
[...]
he picks up the cat -- wary of flashes, which don't come this time -- and returns to the window. feeling safer.
ERIC: the last time we saw each other, i didn't do so well. ( holds cat up ) huh, gabriel?
he moves to the fireplace. with his free hand, lifts the tragedy mask off its hook. puzzles it, face-to-mask.
ERIC: i bet you need some cat food...right?
at first, that tragedy mask is what eric wears during his encounter with tin-tin.
FLASH: shelly, sleeping in her divan, a year ago, wakes up as eric ( o.s. ) says "boo." she cracks an eye open.
SHELLY: your scary quotient needs some work
FLASH ENDS.
ERIC AT VANITY. considering old cosmetics. everything he touches will hurt. but he's ready to eat this pain. he grabs a lipstick. FLASH:
SHELLY: i think red's my color, don't you?
FLASH ENDS.
[...]
FLASH: eric, smashed on the street, t-bird's car b.g. upside in eric's pov as he rolls over and blood courses from both corners of his mouth, a definite foreshadow of "the crow." FLASH ENDS.
EXTREME CLOSE - THE MIRROR
ERIC: she always said red was her color. we see only a reflected corner of eric's mouth as he duplicated the blood trail in red lipstick, making one half of a harlequin smile.
[...]
eric and elly/sarah are sitting on a car hood togeter:
ELLY: what are you supposed to be? a clown? ERIC: he smiles for what seems to be he first time. warm, even past his crow makeup. sometimes. ELLY: you look like a rockstar without a job. ERIC: i dabble. may i? he indicates the car hood, a "seat" next to elly from which he may observe the pit. ELLY: if you're not some kinda child molester. eric looks behind himself. who, me? genuinely amused. he shakes his head no and sits down next to elly.
[...]
ELLY: can you play that thing or do you just carry it around everywhere? elly indicates to the guitar strapped to eric's back. ERIC: i can pick out a tune now and again. ELLY: can you play "teddy bears' picnic?" ( re: the doll in her lap ) it used to be her favorite. ERIC: does she have a name? ELLY: no name. you sure ask a lot of questions. elly hands the doll to eric and he experiences a wholly unexpected FLASH: elly and shelly at shelly's vanity, goofing with makeup, test-driving lipstick, the doll visible on the vanity. FLASH ENDS.
instead of "hangman's joke," eric's band was called "diabolique."
the scene with eric, funboy and darla:
FUNBOY: you better take your bird and leave, freako. ERIC: rips open his shirtfront to reveal a circlet of bullet punctures. this gives funboy pause. take your shot funboy, you got me dead bang. FUNBOY: tilts the gun off-target. grins as eric flat-handedly pats his chest, indicating where to shoot. you are seriously fucked up, man. just look at yourself. in a blur, he sighs, and shoots eric through the heart. BANG! he shoots, he scores! then his expression drags a bit. ERIC: looking down and daubing his fingers in the bullet wound. bull's-eye. good shot.
and then they duke it out, eric breaks funboy's shooting hand, asks if it hurts and says "i have some painkiller right here" as he fills the needle all the way with morphine.
during the scene with albrecht he says shelly only said one thing to him before she died. eric lowers his head and says, "my name."
when eric is making t-bird drive, he's rifling through his glove box and tossing out various objects, one of them being "a giant d*ldo ( brief eyebrows up to t-bird )"
when eric has t-bird strapped down in his own car: ERIC: a little restrictive? good. ( chilling ) you held her down and r*ped her. you were the first. she burned while you were inside of her. ( re: bomb ) what's the lag on this? about 20 seconds, would you say? i've comrades in hell, t-bird. give them my best.
[...]
the big shootout scene. everyone is dead but eric and top-dollar.
ERIC: top-dollar, you're the only one here who's still wasting good air... TOP-DOLLAR: five large, in the drawer right over there. i never saw you. ERIC: do you know what you destroyed? TOP-DOLLAR: take the dope too. ERIC: ( backhands top-dollar into a wall. gets in his face, seething ) a year ago. a very nice lady circulated a petition. she died. last hallowen. yes or no. TOP-DOLLAR: that's ancient history. ERIC: it's yesterday! do you know what you destroyed? TOP-DOLLAR: who gives a fuck?! i'm a businessman. you gonna do me, then do me and shut your face! ERIC: you don't even remember... TOP-DOLLAR: i never forget anything, dickhead. that building was a sweep-and-clear; the bitch was a nuisance with her goddamned petition. it got a little rowdy...end of story. ERIC: rowdy. let me fill in some gaps for you. and he grabs top's head the way he grabbed albrecht's earlier, slams top into the wall, nose-to-nose. FLASH: shelly backing away from oncoming funboy in the loft, trying to retreat, nowhere to run, her home invaded, scared. FLASH ENDS. top is quivering, almost helpless in eric's hypnotic grasp. eric winces hard and-- FLASH: shelly cut, bleeding, struggling against t-bird. wild. FLASH ENDS. you're a detail man, top. you need to see more. this time, top tries to twist from eric's grasp but it's no good. FLASH: shelly, comatose in icu, eyes fixed and staring, hoses darting in and out, cold blue refrigerator light. bloody, bruises and broken ( from albrecht's memory ). top is arching, stiffening in pain. all of her pain, top. thirty hours. all at once. eric bears down on top again. top screams. blood begins to leak from his eyes, nose, ears. FLASH: rapid fire close-ups. a jagged compound fracture, jutting. shelly's eye, blood red sclera, purpled and sunken. her scraped-raw hand clawing at air. icebox lighting. a tight shot on her monitor flatlining. eeeeeeeeeee..... FLASH ENDS. top sags in eric's grasp, terror fixing his wide-staring dead eyes. eric lets him drop like a laundry sack. i didn't think you could handle it either.
in the car with albrecht after the big police chase, eric's been shot 14 or 15 times to which he says, "it's only a flesh wound."
ERIC: i'm finished. shoots him a doubtful look. i mean, i've done what i came to do. it shouldn't hurt this much. but it will pass... ALBRECHT: ( not buying it ) right. ( beat ) you sure i can't take you to the emergency ward? ERIC: they couldn't do anything for me. ALBRECHT: how 'bout the morgue? ERIC: no. i have one more thing to do. i have to prepare for an anniversary. this coming night.
back in the loft with eric and elly/sarah as he's burning what's left of his life with shelly:
ELLY: what's going on...? ERIC: a remembrance. ( beat ) a closure. better now. i feel good. how are you, elly, my friend? elly is clearly uncomfortable, clearly looking for an excuse just to see eric. eric is staring at her intently. what is it? ELLY: i knew. i knew i knew you. even with the makeup and stuff you wore. ( beat ) you really loved her, didn't you? ERIC: you brought flowers. as long as you don't forget her, elly, she lives. ELLY: ( upset ) she's dead. she's gone. and now you're just gonna go away and never come back, too. i hate this place; it isn't fair. ERIC: elly...he draws her close. wipes away an errant tear with his thumb. sometimes the people we care about are gone, for no reason. sometimes that's really tough. i cry. but if the people we love are gone, we keep them -- ( he taps elly's temple, then his ) -- right here. it's a big responsibility. and that makes it okay to mourn. ( beat ) i know that if you weren't here, i'd be very sad. ELLY: gives eric a hug. you look funny without your white face on. like it's your day off or something. ERIC: her quizzical expression amuses him. somebody here wants to meet you. gabriel? gabriel the cat has wandered near the fireplace to join them. elly is immediately smitten. happy. ELLY: i remember him! here gabriel...here kitty...gabriel...is he still yours? ERIC: i think he's yours now. the cat seems to like that idea. elly wraps him hugely up in her arms, talking to him: "how're you, gabriel? whatcha doin'?" while elly is preoccupied with the cat, eric gives up his last bit of shelly to the fire - a portrait photo of her, small and creased. he puts it in the fire, watches it burn for a beat, then turns to elly. i have something else for you. eric lifts off his neck shelly's ring for elly's inspection. ELLY: nobody ever gave me something like that before. ever. eric places it around her neck. she beams. ERIC: she would've wanted you to have it. this way, you'll think of her every time you see it... ELLY: and she'll be alive. up here. elly taps her own temple with a smile, keeping one hand on the ring.
on the roof of the loft as eric plays guitar a second time:
dark clouds have gathered to highlight the sunset. eric plays the guitar -- LOUD, the shelly theme in major key. where before it was wandering, uncertain; now it's bold and heartbreaking. definitive. pain replaced by strength and a sense of homecoming. as eric gets to the end of it, the notes are flying out...at the climax, rips the guitar up over his head and brings it down -- SMASH -- on the amp. he's finished here.
later on as eric is approaching the church to rescue elly/sarah:
SKULL COWBOY: stop screwing around. TIGHT ON ERIC. angry, ready to battle. you talking to me? your job is done. you interfere with the living again. ERIC: tell me i'll get hurt. that i might die ( beat ) i've already done that. i don't need anyone's help. yours included. SKULL COWBOY: do this thing and you will be vulnerable. the blood will not return. no powers. no reunion. nothing. ERIC: fine with me. SKULL COWBOY: you'll be alone. ERIC: i'm already alone.
up on the rooftop where the fight unfolds, lao shoots albrecht dead and blames it on eric's interferance. lao has tumbled down the slant of the roof. eric has him by the lapel in a fist, furious; the crow has pecked out lao's eyes:
ERIC: time for a sacrifice. LAO: i don't need eyes to take what i want from you. he embraces eric and RAMS the killing blade deep into eric's back! ON ERIC as he looks down to see the blace protruding from his sternum. tight grimace. a lot of pain. ERIC: can you fly? he pulls lao into a BACKWARD ROLL down the roof, holding him TIGHT. eric lands on his back, forcing the blade through himself and INTO lao. eric completes the roll and KICKS LAO OFF THE ROOF, the killing blade still in him!
after eric has saved elly/sarah, at the cemetery. ready to say goodbye:
ELLY: eric is bloody and out of it. she helps him walk. now do you get to see her? shelly, i mean. ERIC: in a better place, i hope. ELLY: you're not gonna come back, are you? ERIC: his response is halting and uncertain. but he tries to give her hope. he reaches for shelly's ring around her neck, holds it up to her. i don't know if i can. but you have this..and you know where to come. ELLY: you mean you'll, like, dig your way out of the grave? eww. ERIC: amused by this in spite of his grievous injuries. he grasps elly's face in his hands and bends, painfully, to kiss her on the forehead. for you, i'll try. spent, empty, he holds the rose determinedly, but he's never going to make it the few yards back to his own grave. so close. his legs finally go and he collapses onto the humus. one groping hand tries to drag him further. leave me now.
elly has tears on her face. she can't watch this. she turns and drops the flowers on shelly's grave.
ERIC'S POV, his own grave. still too far away to matter. RESUME ERIC ON THE GROUND. he gives it up, his face sinking into the wet grass for a beat before SHELLY'S hand intrudes into frame to grasp his hand. no ethereal glow, no heavenly choir...just a near-dead eric's blank faced astonishment. and he moves forward. [...] eric is gone. the white rose lies neatly in the top of undisturbed earth there
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verasays · 3 years
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TEN YEARS.
+ONE+
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warnings: nothing extreme,loneliness,Jimin is stubborn and Jungkook is hopeless.
genre: angst,fluff.
pairing: jikook,jiminxf!reader. +more will be added as we move along.+
song rec: billie eilish -ilomilo
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Life is in your hands, you could choose happiness or you could choose to see hopelessness in everything. Everything is entirely connected to you, some people see beautiful skies and flowers despite everyone looking for something good enough or a beautiful place. Kazacankis says; “You have a brush, you have colors. Paint yourself heaven and get inside it, it doesn’t matter what colors you have right now, you could always decide to use new colors.”
So there you are, at 20 years of age with so much love to give yet no one to share it with. Your colors remained dark until the day you decided to leave the small town you were born and raised, rid yourself of all titles given you by your old friends, family, and relatives.
That day, you just left, used the money you saved working as a waitress, bought a one-way ticket, and rented an apartment.
The change was drastic for you, being out of your family's reach freeing but also dreadfully lonely, now you had to do everything on your own and nobody was there to take responsibility for you, that was the problem you feared the most, your family was one of the strict ones not even letting you use the bus, so growing up behind white picky fences, you thought responsibility and surviving would be hard, loneliness was not something that bothered you, up to now anyway, it was not that you missed someone, just that you wanted to see someone when you looked in the mirror, you decided to choose happiness and yet, your reflection stood empty. You could have argued with that though but jobs usually don’t wait for mental breaks.
You were lucky enough that a big ass company like HYBE was hiring, also lucky that you followed your dream.
Your family wanted you to pursue your career in English Language and Literature but you wanted to be a Makeup Artist, so aside from excessive reading and stupid long essays about a writers life you also took courses, practiced between the finals weeks, you gave it your all, it was not like they hired you and gave their stars in your hand, no! You were there to clean up after your higher-ups, it was the same routine for a few months now, clean the mirrors, wash the brushes, replace the sponges but hey, it was keeping you fed and you were learning from them, your days went without a hitch, people were nice to you, you even had some friends to talk, today was no exception, you were the last to get out, cleaning up and all, you put the last brushes to their drying spot, you felt exhausted, the weight of your body felt like it collected itself on your waist and back, your feet ached inside your shoes, working behind the scenes for BTS were not easy, you thanked god sometitmes that they were nice people, so when you were collecting all your belongings you were so close to fainting, you stopped for a while, slowly sitting yourself on one of the chairs, you checked around one las time while sipping on your water, you always felt the strangest way of comfort at the silence of your workspace,it reminded you that "you made it" but the silence was disturbed when you hear the faintest voice, your brows furrowing when you make the sound out to be the sound of someone was sniffing.
You left the room almost worried to check the waiting area.
The man looked small, his blonde head of hair shined in the cold light, Park Jimin looked fragile, you slowed your steps and debated if you should approach him or not, but you approached him.
“Sir, are you alright?”
“Mr.Park?"
You bowed to him when he raised his head, he sniffled again and smiled.
“It’s alright..”
You should have left, you really should have! but you also should have stayed at the comfort of your father's house but, eh?
“Mind if I sit?” He patted the couch.
You sat down, your eyes still in his face, how could anyone hurt someone that radiates purity, looks so sweet, beautiful.
You took a deep breath, illegal you thought.
It should be illegal to hurt Park Jimin because even when you look at him with adoring eyes, your heart clenched in your chest.
“Need someone to talk to, maybe..?”
He shook his head.
“I just feel upset but I can’t seem to find a reason for it.”
“Hm..that seems pretty normal for me, you see;”
You turned your body to him,
“Sometimes, we don’t need a reason to feel bad, to cry, to scream our lungs out, even.
I know that life is heavy to carry, I can only guess how much weight you are carrying on your shoulders and how much hate you had to..unlearn.”
His watery eyes were fixed on you, now sitting with his whole body turned to you, he looked like an absolute angel.
“Sometimes, it’s just annoying that life is moving smoothly too because you needed to be stuck on something, maybe and..just maybe..you didn’t do it because you thought you didn’t have the time or it wasn’t the time to be selfish. “
“But I think it’s time to be selfish, Mr.Park..”
You exhaled, once again losing yourself on his soft breaths and tear-stained cheeks.
“Thank you..um..”
He laughed,
“I am sorry..your name was..”
“Y/N”
You smiled back and patted your knees.
“Now, I have to go but you know...I will see you tomorrow?”
He gave you a thumbs up.
“Thank you for your words, you know your way around them” he got up while fixing his black cap,
“Well, I am a literature student.”
“So you read me a book back there?”
You were walking with him to the exist without thinking anything.
“No, not really. I just told what I needed to hear when I felt like that.”
The expression on his face changed to something you were familiar with and you hated yourself for opening your mouth once again.
Pity.
“Goodnight, Mr.Park.”
But Jimin didn’t feel pity towards you, it was reminiscing, behind the closed curtains, he was still a boy that gave out too much love to ever get the same in return, a kind soul that has been broken before, so when you looked into his eyes, there was also hope lingering, the hope of a new someone, without noticing he sought out your voice on his way home but in life, hope is a dangerous thing to have for him, it always has been with living breathing proof.
“Welcome home,” Jungkook spoke in a calm voice yet Jimin’s heart started beating like a wild bird in a cage, you would think it would stop after all these years, but it did not. “Hi, what did you guys do?”
“Nothing much, really.” he took a deep breath and shook his head in an understanding manner.
“Jimin-shi, did you cry?” His tattooed hand cupped his reddened cheek. “It’s nothing kook, don’t worry about it.”
“No, look at me.”
Jimin’s eyes met his and Jungkook swore the man trapped the night sky inside his eyes. “Why do you always run away?”
Jimin turned his head away from his hand,” I am not in the mood to talk, I will see you in the morning.” he quickly said while rushing into his room, leaving Jungkook alone in the living room, the faint sound of the air conditioner and tinkering sound of the blonde man's jewelry being things that ground him to the room.
Just a few miles away, your fingers traced the side of your bathtub while the music echoed through your bathroom
You closed your eyes and leaned back, the dark and blurry hands of loneliness enveloped you once again, the man with stars in his eyes remained,
“Remember not to get too close to stars, they’ll never give love like ours.”
A pained smile spread on your lips.
Pity.
“The friends I had to bury, they keep me up at night.”
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kimistorm · 3 years
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Late Night Shenanigans [Bang Chan x Reader]
Fandom: Stray Kids
Pairing: Bang Chan x GN! Reader
Warnings: None! <20% of this is actually a texting conversation
Summary: You’re a little doubtful of where Chan is taking you for your midnight date, especially since he looks to be taking you into the middle of nowhere, but by the end of the night, you end up with a very special wish.
You ran your hands through your hair in frustration as you looked at your assignment. You had been staring at this darn problem for the past half hour, going to google and desperately searching for something that wasn’t behind a paywall.
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Armed with Chan’s answer and excitement for later that night, it wasn’t long until you received another text from your beloved boyfriend letting you know was outside.
You quickly shut off your laptop and grabbed your house keys before heading out to the front door of your home. You silently made your way through the house, straining your eyes to see from the small amount of moonlight peeking through the windows. A hand waved around cautiously in front of you in hopes that it would keep you from smashing into a wall. Once at the door, you felt it safe enough to turn on the flashlight from your phone. Enough to see which pair of shoes was yours. You quietly slipped them on, and eased out the front door as quietly as you could, cringing when the deadbolt clicked as you unlocked and locked it behind you.
Turning around, you saw Chan’s black car stopped in the street in front of your house. You quickly ran across the grass towards him, and pulled open the door to the passenger side, “fancy seeing you here.” You grinned as you slid into the seat, “come here often?”
He paused to think about it, “I’d say so, I have a beautiful significant other who lives in that house.”
“Aww,” you cooed as the two of you gave a quick kiss, “you’re too kind.”
“I see no lies.” He responded smoothly as he pulled on the shifter and released the hand brake to head towards your destination.
“Yeah?” he didn’t see your quirked brow as you admired his profile, “well there’s an even more beautiful man right next to me.”
He scoffed, “no.”
“Yes.”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“Naurrrr.”
“I can do this all night.” You teased when you noticed the annoyance in his voice grow with each comeback.
“Please don’t,” he nearly sighed out, “Jisung kept on texting me awful jokes and puns.”
You let out a mock offended shout, “and he didn’t think to include me?”
“Consider yourself blessed.” He responded as his eyes stayed on the road. While it was quiet, and there were hardly any cars about, he was taking the two of you down a winding path devoid of lights except for the ones coming from his headlights.
“Wait, but I want to hear!” you continued excitedly.
“What do you call a baby computer?”
You tilted your head to the side and thought about it, “minitor?”
“What?” the shock in his voice was clear, “what does that even mean? Like a minotaur?”
“Ah, like a mini-monitor?” you tried to defend your answer, “nevermind that. What was the answer?”
“Data.” Chan deadpanned and it was your turn to be in shock and confusion.
“Data?”
“Da-ta-ta,” he added in a baby voice and you nearly snorted. Mostly from the sound of Chan doing a baby voice, and not really because of the joke. “Come on, it wasn’t that funny.”
“That’s such a Jisung thing,” you smiled as you watched the scenery pass by before turning on your phone to confront said person.
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When did that happen? You quickly checked the group chat and scrolled through it a bit to see ‘Seungmo removed Jeekies from the chat.’ Without a second of hesitation, you quickly added Jisung back into the chat.
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“Is that the group chat going off?” Chan asked and you took your attention away from the chat to look up at him and the road.
“Yeah, Jisung and I are tagteamming the data joke.” You replied with a smile.
Chan let out a groan, “it’s not a good joke.”
You let out a giggle, “I’ll tell that to Jisung.”
“Believe me, he knows.”
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“Do you know why Jisung was proposing to Minho with a squid?” you turned off your phone to refocus on what was happening around you. The area had darkened quite a bit, and by this point you had no idea where you were. You were impressed that Chan seemed to know where he was going, considering how he didn’t even have any navigation system up.
The man in question nearly choked, “proposing with a squid?” he asked incredulously and even glanced towards you in confusion, not that he could make out anything from the darkness.
“Well, an octopus.” You admitted, recognizing the difference between the two.
His laugh blended into his next words, “no. About time though.”
You laughed along with him, “I don’t think Minho liked it that much. Or Seungmin.”
Chan already had a hunch as to what happened and clicked his tongue almost disapprovingly, “did he remove Sungie from the chat?”
“Yuup.”
Chan let out a sigh, “of course he did.”
You laughed at his resignation, “anyways, where we going?”
“You just thought to ask now?” he couldn’t help but laugh at the sudden question, considering how the past few minutes were quiet except for the typing from you and the background music from his spotify playlist.
“I mean, I trust you, so I’m not too concerned.” You hummed and gazed out to the dark expanse surrounding you, “I’d say Area 51 but we’re nowhere close to that.”
“This will be better than aliens,” Chan confirmed with a nod.
You glanced at your phone that lit up again with a picture of an actual squid, Jisung must’ve been running out of octopus pictures, “I think Jisung’s got the alien part covered.”
“Anyways, here we are.” Chan slowed down the car and the dirt crunched beneath the tires as he pulled off to a small clearing by the side of the road. It looked remarkably the same as what the rest of the drive looked like. Dark and empty.
You gave him a confused look that he probably couldn’t see well as he turned off the car, “the middle of nowhere?”
“Exactly.” He told you with a touch of giddy excitement in his voice, “come on!” he nearly jumped out of the car and to the trunk, where he pulled out a blanket and a bag.
You were a bit more skeptical as you slowly got out of the car, “Channie? What are we doing?”
“You said you trusted me?” there was a pout in his voice as he stopped fiddling with trying to lay out the blanket on the hood of his voice.
“Of course I do,” you told him and quickly gave him a hug. You could tell he wasn’t that upset though, judging by the way his voice jumped a couple octaves.
“Hop on,” his voice returned to its normal level as he patted the soft fabric that was laid out on the largest flat surface of his car, “it’s thick enough that the heat from the engine won’t burn.” He added after a moment of hesitation from you. You felt bad for your hesitation and tried to scootch yourself up the hood, “like lay back.” He added as he laid down next to you. You followed his words and what greeted you was a dark sky littered with tiny pinpricks of light.
You felt your jaw drop in awe as you saw an entire collection of stars that you had never seen before. “Oh wow.” You gasped as you tried to soak in the view. It was almost humbling. Each of those tiny pinpricks of white were huge balls of gas light years away. The light that you were currently had traveled the distance of several light years and for several years, now to be witnessed by you and your boyfriend. A warm hand came down to clasp around yours and you eagerly squeezed back.
“It’s my favorite place to stargaze.” He told you softly as you continued to gape up at the sky.
You used your free hand to point at the streak of stars in the sky, the area outside of the streak looking surprisingly empty, “that’s the Milky Way?”
“Yup,” he continued in the same soft tone, enjoying the night atmosphere and you at his side, “that’s literally our galaxy.”
“Looks smaller than I expected,” you laughed and Chan giggled along with you.
“It’s about 50,000 light years across,” he added and gave you a light elbow, “not exactly small.”
“Okay smarty-pants,” you laughed and gave him a slight shove in return. He let out a sound of protest, but let you have the last laugh. You sighed and looked up to the sky again, “do you feel small?”
“From this small glimpse of how vast our universe is?” Chan asked without any hesitation.
You couldn’t help but tear your gaze away from the sky to deadpan at him, “when you put it that way that just makes it seem so much more intimidating.”
He shot you a dimpled smile that you were able to make out as your eyes adjusted, “no.” He scootched over to press himself against your side, “I feel impressed. So many things had to go right. Gravity is the perfect amount that it allows expansion of the Universe, but also brings things close enough together to form atoms. Our planet is the perfect distance away so we’re not scorched or frozen to death. Life evolved from tiny organisms that lived in the ocean to living, bipedal, thinking humans. I exist today. You exist today. And we met, and here we are, gazing at the universe around us. So no, I don’t feel small.” At some point during his ramblings Chan turned his eyes from the twinkling stars shining above to fix you with an adoring look, so it was to your great surprise when you turned and found a pair of eyes looking fondly at you.
“Wait that scares me even more.” You put a hand up to your mouth in slight fear and also to hide the grin as Chan let out an exasperated sound and rolled over so he was on his back again.
“That was insightful!”
“Too deep!” you protested, “it’s midnight, my head’s empty. No thoughts.”
A hand found its way to your head and ruffled at your hair, “lame.” You feebly cried out and tried to fight off his hand but ended up giving up and dealing with it, knowing that nobody was going to see your tousled hair. The hand found itself on the other side of you (effectively bringing the two of you even closer together) and pointed out the brightest star in the sky. “That’s Sirius. Well, technically Sirius A and B since it’s a binary system,” he rambled under his breath, not that you really had any clue what he was talking about, “but we just see it as one point of light.”
“I think you’re brighter than Sirius,” you couldn’t help the cheesy comment as you planted a quick kiss on his cheek.
You could almost see his ears redden and the embarrassed and slightly shocked smile grow on his face as you watched his reaction, “that’s a good one.”
You let out a happy hum and rested your head against his shoulder again, “anything more I should know about Sirius?”
There was a moment of silence before his hand rose back to point at the sky, “it’s part of the Canis Major,” he continued and tried to draw out the shape of the dog with his finger. “Though, not as major as my love for you.” He let out an awkward laugh mixed with a screech and pulled his hand away to cover his face with embarrassment.
“Was that you trying to one up me?” you questioned with a light grin on your face as you propped your head up on a hand as he peered at you past his fingers.
“Maybe?”
You laughed and pressed a kiss to his hands, “nice.” You laid yourself back onto the hood of the car and snuggled up next to him as he continued to point out stars and constellations in the sky while simultaneously giving you more astronomy knowledge than you knew what to do with. It was enjoyable and peaceful as the two of you left your buzzing phones inside the car and there wasn’t a car that passed on the road behind you. The cool night paired with the chirping of insects, Chan’s warm body heat, and the two of you just cuddling up under the stars was your the perfect way to end the week.
“That was a shooting star!” Chan screamed as he pointed up to the sky, you eagerly nodded as you saw the tiny streak of light, “make a wish!” you hummed in agreeance and closed your eyes as you thought about it, but finding it hard as everything you wanted was already right here. “I love you.” He added softly, planting a kiss onto your head.
“Love you too.”
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Note: The octopus proposal is a reference to episode 2 of mysterious kitchen! That's literally Han holding that octopus.
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gohyuck · 4 years
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4,11&20! with mark :) make me suffer pls
based on this post 
notes: you asked for the suffering. cheater!mark and pure angst
4: college
11: second chance at love
20:  “let’s go back to pretending none of this ever happened.”
She’s nothing like you.
That’s one of the worst things about all of this - her hair, both color and style, is completely inverse of your own. Her height is on the other end of the spectrum from yours. Even the way she looks at him is completely opposite of how you do.
Your actions and hers, also, dictate an entire story on their own. Where she is scrambling to get herself fixed up - to fix her hair, adjust her bra strap, get off of your boyfriend’s lap - you are frozen, gravity threatening to pull you through the floor. Too aware of everything - of yourself, of her apologetic gaze, of his wide-open mouth - he never was able to hide his surprise - you know that you haven’t blinked in seconds. It almost feels like moving in any way at all will make it real.
Before either you or your boyfriend - ex, now, that is - can make a sound, she opens her mouth to let out the kind of breath you give when you’re about to speak. You let your gaze fix faux calmly on the air around her face - you’re not quite looking at her, but it’ll fool him, at the very least. Maybe even her. You make your stare at the clay cat on the mantle behind her head steady and icy - a double kill. She nervously lets air escape through her parted lips again.
Will she say something important? Meaningful? Some excuse for him? Or even some excuse for -
“I had no clue he had a girlfriend, I promise! I am so fucking sorry, oh my god -”
- some excuse for herself.
You find yourself smiling at her, impressed by yourself and how you haven’t exploded yet.
“There are pictures of us together everywhere in this apartment. Most of them are in this room. Actually, there’s 2 on the table by my couch. You know, the couch on where you were sucking my boyfriend’s face like... a second ago.”
She pales, eyes bulging like a deer in headlights, though not nearly as graceful. You can almost feel her nearing the edge of passing out in fear. You smile again, your ‘kind’ mouth and sharp eyes conveying messages worlds apart.
“Get the fuck out of my place. Feel free to let the door hit you on the way out.”
She nods quickly, grabbing her purse and making her way out as quickly as humanly possible. If you were less wound up, the blatant relation between her leaving and a rat scampering back to its sewer would have you rolling.
The click of your front door’s lock pulls you out of your simile and your eyes dart over to Mark who, in all of this, has failed to move from his damning position.
It’s his blank expression - it hasn’t moved to remorseful yet because he hasn’t processed that he’s been caught - that makes you realize that he doesn’t deserve your anger. He doesn’t deserve your feelings of betrayal and he sure as hell doesn’t deserve to see you break down in tears over him.
It isn’t that you think he’s a piece of shit. You know that Mark isn’t a bad person - he never was and never has been. He’s not a mean, spiteful, or hurtful person - you know this. He’s the same Mark Lee you met in your freshman year of undergrad, the same one who’s been with you for two years. He can be awkward, can be petty on occasion, can get angry easily and can forgive easily. He has always been supportive of you, and he has always shown you what you mean to him.
He’s a good man.
A stupid one, evidently, and one that doesn’t know that actions have consequences. Even then, he’s still a good man.
It’s why he has to leave as soon as possible - if you let him linger for even a moment too long you’ll find yourself thinking of every time he’s led you right even when you know that this one time he’s fucked up outweighs every bouquet he’s ever bought you and every presentation of yours he’s attended.
It’s only when you pick his phone up from the coffee table and outstretch your hand to hand it to him, chillingly calm on your part, that he breaks down.
“(Name) -” His sentence is interrupted by a hiccup as his own choked sobs sabotage his ability to speak.
“You aren’t the one who should be crying, Mark.”
You hand him this one sentence as if it’s a lifeline, giving his this one short look into your emotions. It’s a take-it-or-leave it thing - he isn’t going to get anything else from you. Not tonight.
He knows you like he knows the veins that run their ways through the backs of his hands - like he knows the curve at the bottom of your back and the feeling of your forehead against his and how it feels to smile into your lips. It’s why he’s aware that he has to leave. There isn’t anywhere else for him to do - nothing else for him to say.
Why would there be? He was caught red-handed with another girl in his lap - with his hands tangled in another girl’s hair and his tongue down another girl’s throat.
“Remember when you begged me to say ‘yes’ to you? After that one party during freshman year?” You ask him, voice flat. Mark nods, albeit slowly, and you smile bitterly. “That was me giving you a chance, even thought I didn’t think I was ready for a relationship. I liked you so, so much.” You can see the gears in his head turning as he processes your usage of past tense. It’s no matter. You forge on, ignoring as his expression keeps falling. 
“You’re not getting a second chance, Mark. Let’s pretend - let’s go back to what we were before we got together. Let’s go back to pretending none of this ever happened.”
Before he can even try to speak, you tilt your hand forward, imploring Mark to take his phone off of your hands while effectively shutting him up. Holding it makes you feel dirty - he probably has her number saved in it. Does she have a heart emoji by her name, too? What color is hers?
He grabs it, eyes trained on your fingers as you pull away quickly to avoid touching him.
Mark pushes himself off of your couch and makes his way to your front door, pausing to slip his shoes on. You show no inclination towards going to hold the door open for him for the first time in almost three years of having known him. If he notices this he says nothing of it.  
You hope he notices.
He looks back at you. You look right back - you know that your face is blank. His shoulders droop.
The door closes and the lock clicks. You deadbolt it and head to bed, knowing full well that 1) it’s only 9 and 2) it will take you hours to sleep.
When you open your door to pick up the newspaper the next morning, you find your spare key tucked within the pages of the arts&entertainment section.
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Glee Soundtrack Rating Project Results: anderhummel
@anderhummel
Favourite character: Burt Hummel
Least favourite character: Artie Abrams
Favourite season: Season 3
Least favourite season: Season 6
Mean song rating: 7.6
Mean song rating season 1: 7.58
Mean song rating season 2: 7.75
Mean song rating season 3: 7.46
Mean song rating season 4: NA
Mean song rating season 5: NA
Mean song rating season 6: NA
Songs rated: 380
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[ID: A bar chart titled Number of songs assigned each rating by anderhummel, illustrating the number of times each score was assigned to a song by anderhummel. 10 was assigned 53 times, 9 was assigned 69 times, 8 was assigned 94 times, 7 was assigned 85 times, 6 was assigned 37 times, 5 was assigned 15 times, 4 was assigned 18 times, 3 was assigned 5 times, 2 was assigned 1 times, 1 was assigned 3 times, and 322 songs were not rated.]
About the Project | Results Masterpost
Ranking:
1. (10) - S1x05 - Maybe This Time
2. (10) - S1x05 - Somebody to Love
3. (10) - S1x07 - Keep Holding On
4. (10) - S1x09 - Proud Mary
5. (10) - S1x09 - Defying Gravity
6. (10) - S1x11 - True Colors
7. (10) - S1x13 - My Life Would Suck Without You
8. (10) - S1x14 - Gives You Hell
9. (10) - S1x14 - Hello, Goodbye
10. (10) - S1x16 - Beautiful
11. (10) - S1x18 - Rose's Turn
12. (10) - S1x22 - Bohemian Rhapsody
13. (10) - S1x22 - Don't Stop Believing (Regionals)
14. (10) - S2x03 - I Want to Hold Your Hand
15. (10) - S2x03 - One of Us
16. (10) - S2x04 - Le Jazz Hot
17. (10) - S2x06 - Teenage Dream
18. (10) - S2x07 - Make 'Em Laugh
19. (10) - S2x09 - Hey, Soul Sister
20. (10) - S2x09 - Don't Cry for Me Argentina
21. (10) - S2x09 - Valerie
22. (10) - S2x12 - Silly Love Songs
23. (10) - S2x13 - Somebody to Love
24. (10) - S2x15 - Animal
25. (10) - S2x16 - Raise Your Glass
26. (10) - S2x16 - Blackbird
27. (10) - S2x16 - Loser Like Me
28. (10) - S2x18 - Somewhere Only We Know
29. (10) - S2x18 - As If We Never Said Goodbye
30. (10) - S2x18 - Born This Way
31. (10) - S2x20 - I'm Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How to Dance with You
32. (10) - S2x21 - Some People
33. (10) - S2x21 - Pure Imagination
34. (10) - S3x01 - It's Not Unusual
35. (10) - S3x02 - Something's Coming
36. (10) - S3x02 - I'm the Greatest Star
37. (10) - S3x03 - It's All Over
38. (10) - S3x05 - Uptown Girl
39. (10) - S3x06 - Rumour Has It/Someone Like You
40. (10) - S3x07 - Perfect
41. (10) - S3x09 - Let It Snow
42. (10) - S3x10 - Summer Nights
43. (10) - S3x11 - Bad
44. (10) - S3x11 - Human Nature
45. (10) - S3x11 - Smooth Criminal
46. (10) - S3x11 - I Want You Back
47. (10) - S3x13 - Love Shack
48. (10) - S3x14 - Cough Syrup
49. (10) - S3x17 - I Have Nothing
50. (10) - S3x18 - Not the Boy Next Door
51. (10) - S3x21 - Paradise By the Dashboard Light
52. (10) - S3x22 - You Get What You Give
53. (10) - S3x22 - In My Life
54. (9) - S1x01 - On My Own
55. (9) - S1x01 - Don't Stop Believing (Pilot)
56. (9) - S1x02 - I Say a Little Prayer
57. (9) - S1x03 - Bust Your Windows
58. (9) - S1x04 - Tonight
59. (9) - S1x06 - Halo/Walking On Sunshine
60. (9) - S1x07 - Ride Wit Me
61. (9) - S1x10 - Don't Stand So Close to Me/Young Girl
62. (9) - S1x11 - Imagine
63. (9) - S1x11 - Papa Don't Preach
64. (9) - S1x12 - Jump
65. (9) - S1x13 - Don't Rain on My Parade
66. (9) - S1x14 - Hello Twelve, Hello Thirteen, Hello Love
67. (9) - S1x15 - 4 Minutes
68. (9) - S1x16 - A House Is Not a Home
69. (9) - S1x18 - Pink Houses
70. (9) - S1x19 - Dream On
71. (9) - S2x01 - Empire State of Mind
72. (9) - S2x01 - Billionaire
73. (9) - S2x02 - The Only Exception
74. (9) - S2x03 - I Look to You
75. (9) - S2x03 - Bridge Over Troubled Water
76. (9) - S2x04 - River Deep, Mountain High
77. (9) - S2x04 - Don't Go Breaking My Heart
78. (9) - S2x04 - Sing!
79. (9) - S2x06 - Start Me Up/Livin' on a Prayer
80. (9) - S2x07 - Singing In the Rain/Umbrella
81. (9) - S2x08 - Marry You
82. (9) - S2x09 - (I've Had) The Time of My Life
83. (9) - S2x10 - Baby, It's Cold Outside
84. (9) - S2x11 - Thriller/Heads Will Roll
85. (9) - S2x11 - Bills, Bills, Bills
86. (9) - S2x12 - When I Get You Alone
87. (9) - S2x13 - This Little Light of Mine
88. (9) - S2x14 - Don't You Want Me
89. (9) - S2x15 - Landslide
90. (9) - S2x16 - Misery
91. (9) - S2x16 - Get It Right
92. (9) - S2x17 - Ain't No Way
93. (9) - S2x18 - I Feel Pretty/Unpretty
94. (9) - S2x19 - I Don't Want to Know
95. (9) - S2x20 - Dancing Queen
96. (9) - S2x20 - Jar of Hearts
97. (9) - S2x20 - Rolling in the Deep
98. (9) - S2x22 - My Cup
99. (9) - S2x22 - For Good
100. (9) - S3x01 - You Can't Stop the Beat
101. (9) - S3x03 - Run the World (Girls)
102. (9) - S3x03 - Cool
103. (9) - S3x04 - Last Friday Night
104. (9) - S3x05 - Tonight
105. (9) - S3x06 - I Can't Go for That/You Make My Dreams Come True
106. (9) - S3x07 - Girls Just Wanna Have Fun
107. (9) - S3x08 - We Are Young
108. (9) - S3x10 - Without You
109. (9) - S3x11 - Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'
110. (9) - S3x14 - Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You)
111. (9) - S3x14 - Glad You Came
112. (9) - S3x15 - Fighter
113. (9) - S3x15 - Somebody That I Used to Know
114. (9) - S3x16 - Boogie Shoes
115. (9) - S3x17 - It's Not Right But It's Okay
116. (9) - S3x17 - I Wanna Dance With Somebody (Who Loves Me)
117. (9) - S3x17 - How Will I Know
118. (9) - S3x17 - So Emotional
119. (9) - S3x18 - The Music of the Night
120. (9) - S3x19 - Big Girls Don't Cry
121. (9) - S3x21 - Tongue Tied
122. (9) - S3x22 - I'll Remember
123. (8) - S1x01 - Sit Down You're Rockin the Boat
124. (8) - S1x01 - Respect
125. (8) - S1x01 - Rehab
126. (8) - S1x02 - Take a Bow
127. (8) - S1x03 - Mercy
128. (8) - S1x05 - Last Name
129. (8) - S1x05 - Alone
130. (8) - S1x06 - It's My Life/Confessions Part II
131. (8) - S1x07 - Hate On Me
132. (8) - S1x07 - You Keep Me Hanging On
133. (8) - S1x09 - Dancing With Myself
134. (8) - S1x10 - Lean On Me
135. (8) - S1x10 - I'll Stand By You
136. (8) - S1x10 - Endless Love
137. (8) - S1x10 - Crush
138. (8) - S1x11 - Don't Make Me Over
139. (8) - S1x12 - Smile (Lily Allen)
140. (8) - S1x13 - And I Am Telling You I'm Not Going
141. (8) - S1x14 - Hello, I Love You
142. (8) - S1x15 - Express Yourself
143. (8) - S1x15 - Burning Up
144. (8) - S1x16 - Home
145. (8) - S1x16 - One Less Bell to Answer/A House Is Not a Home
146. (8) - S1x16 - Fire
147. (8) - S1x18 - Jessie's Girl
148. (8) - S1x19 - I Dreamed a Dream
149. (8) - S1x20 - Poker Face
150. (8) - S1x20 - Funny Girl
151. (8) - S1x21 - Give Up the Funk
152. (8) - S1x21 - Loser
153. (8) - S1x22 - Over the Rainbow
154. (8) - S2x01 - What I Did for Love
155. (8) - S2x02 - I'm a Slave 4 U
156. (8) - S2x02 - Toxic
157. (8) - S2x02 - Baby One More Time
158. (8) - S2x04 - Happy Days Are Here Again/Get Happy
159. (8) - S2x04 - Lucky
160. (8) - S2x05 - Time Warp
161. (8) - S2x05 - Science Fiction Double Feature
162. (8) - S2x06 - Stop! In the Name of Love/Free Your Mind
163. (8) - S2x09 - Dog Days Are Over
164. (8) - S2x10 - The Most Wonderful Day of the Year
165. (8) - S2x11 - She's Not There
166. (8) - S2x11 - Need You Now
167. (8) - S2x12 - Fat Bottomed Girls
168. (8) - S2x13 - Take Me or Leave Me
169. (8) - S2x14 - Tik Tok
170. (8) - S2x16 - Candles
171. (8) - S2x16 - Hell to the No
172. (8) - S2x16 - Big Ass Heart
173. (8) - S2x16 - Only Child
174. (8) - S2x17 - Turning Tables
175. (8) - S2x19 - Dreams
176. (8) - S2x19 - Go Your Own Way
177. (8) - S2x19 - Don't Stop
178. (8) - S2x19 - Songbird
179. (8) - S2x20 - Isn't She Lovely
180. (8) - S2x21 - Back to Black
181. (8) - S2x22 - I Love New York/New York, New York
182. (8) - S2x22 - Pretending
183. (8) - S2x22 - Still Got Tonight
184. (8) - S3x02 - Somewhere
185. (8) - S3x03 - Fix You
186. (8) - S3x04 - Candyman
187. (8) - S3x04 - Take Care of Yourself
188. (8) - S3x05 - America
189. (8) - S3x06 - Hit Me with Your Best Shot/One Way or Another
190. (8) - S3x06 - You and I/You and I
191. (8) - S3x07 - Jolene
192. (8) - S3x07 - I Kissed a Girl
193. (8) - S3x08 - Man in the Mirror
194. (8) - S3x08 - ABC
195. (8) - S3x09 - All I Want for Christmas Is You
196. (8) - S3x09 - Extraordinary Merry Christmas
197. (8) - S3x09 - Blue Christmas
198. (8) - S3x10 - Wedding Bell Blues (Bill)
199. (8) - S3x11 - Ben
200. (8) - S3x11 - Never Can Say Goodbye
201. (8) - S3x13 - I Will Always Love You
202. (8) - S3x14 - Fly/I Believe I Can Fly
203. (8) - S3x14 - Here's to Us
204. (8) - S3x14 - Stand
205. (8) - S3x15 - Rio/Hungry Like the Wolf
206. (8) - S3x16 - If I Can't Have You
207. (8) - S3x16 - Night Fever
208. (8) - S3x17 - Saving All My Love For You
209. (8) - S3x18 - Cry
210. (8) - S3x18 - Shake It Out
211. (8) - S3x19 - What Makes You Beautiful
212. (8) - S3x19 - Take My Breath Away
213. (8) - S3x21 - We Are the Champions
214. (8) - S3x21 - It's All Coming Back to Me Now
215. (8) - S3x21 - Edge of Glory
216. (8) - S3x22 - Forever Young
217. (7) - S1x01 - Can't Fight This Feeling
218. (7) - S1x01 - You're the One That I Want (ver. 1)
219. (7) - S1x01 - Mr. Cellophane
220. (7) - S1x01 - I Kissed a Girl
221. (7) - S1x01 - Leaving On a Jet Plane
222. (7) - S1x02 - Push It
223. (7) - S1x04 - Taking Chances
224. (7) - S1x07 - No Air
225. (7) - S1x08 - I Could Have Danced All Night
226. (7) - S1x08 - Sweet Caroline
227. (7) - S1x11 - Hair/Crazy In Love
228. (7) - S1x12 - Smile (Charlie Chaplin)
229. (7) - S1x13 - You Can't Always Get What You Want
230. (7) - S1x14 - Highway to Hell
231. (7) - S1x14 - Hello
232. (7) - S1x15 - What It Feels Like for a Girl
233. (7) - S1x15 - Like a Virgin
234. (7) - S1x15 - Like a Prayer
235. (7) - S1x15 - Borderline/Open Your Heart
236. (7) - S1x17 - Total Eclipse of the Heart
237. (7) - S1x18 - Lady Is a Tramp
238. (7) - S1x18 - One
239. (7) - S1x19 - Dream a Little Dream
240. (7) - S1x20 - Bad Romance
241. (7) - S1x20 - Beth
242. (7) - S1x21 - Another One Bites the Dust
243. (7) - S1x21 - It's a Man's Man's Man's World
244. (7) - S1x22 - Any Way You Want It/Lovin' Touchin' Squeezin'
245. (7) - S2x01 - Telephone
246. (7) - S2x01 - Listen
247. (7) - S2x02 - Stronger
248. (7) - S2x02 - Me Against the Music
249. (7) - S2x03 - Losing My Religion
250. (7) - S2x03 - Only the Good Die Young
251. (7) - S2x03 - Papa, Can You Hear Me?
252. (7) - S2x05 - Whatever Happened to Saturday Night?
253. (7) - S2x05 - Sweet Transvestite
254. (7) - S2x05 - There's a Light (Over at the Frankenstein Place)
255. (7) - S2x05 - Damn It, Janet
256. (7) - S2x06 - One Love (People Get Ready)
257. (7) - S2x07 - Forget You
258. (7) - S2x07 - Nowadays/Hot Honey rag
259. (7) - S2x08 - Just the Way You Are
260. (7) - S2x10 - Last Christmas
261. (7) - S2x10 - We Need a Little Christmas
262. (7) - S2x12 - P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing)
263. (7) - S2x13 - I Know What Boys Like
264. (7) - S2x13 - Baby
265. (7) - S2x14 - My Headband
266. (7) - S2x14 - One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer
267. (7) - S2x15 - Kiss
268. (7) - S2x16 - Jesus Is My Friend
269. (7) - S2x16 - Trouty Mouth
270. (7) - S2x17 - I Follow Rivers
271. (7) - S2x18 - I've Gotta Be Me
272. (7) - S2x21 - Try a Little Tenderness
273. (7) - S2x21 - My Man
274. (7) - S2x22 - Light Up the World
275. (7) - S2x22 - Bella Notte
276. (7) - S3x01 - Ding-Dong! The Witch Is Dead
277. (7) - S3x01 - We Got the Beat
278. (7) - S3x03 - Spotlight
279. (7) - S3x03 - Out Here On My Own
280. (7) - S3x05 - One Hand, One Heart
281. (7) - S3x08 - Control
282. (7) - S3x08 - Survivor/I Will Survive
283. (7) - S3x09 - Santa Claus Is Coming to Town
284. (7) - S3x12 - Don't Wanna Lose You
285. (7) - S3x12 - La Isla Bonita
286. (7) - S3x13 - Let Me Love You
287. (7) - S3x13 - Stereo Hearts
288. (7) - S3x13 - Chapel of Love
289. (7) - S3x13 - L-O-V-E
290. (7) - S3x15 - Up Up Up
291. (7) - S3x16 - You Should Be Dancing
292. (7) - S3x16 - More Than a Woman
293. (7) - S3x16 - Stayin' Alive
294. (7) - S3x16 - Disco Inferno
295. (7) - S3x16 - How Deep Is Your Love
296. (7) - S3x17 - My Love Is Your Love
297. (7) - S3x20 - Mean
298. (7) - S3x20 - Flashdance...What a Feeling
299. (7) - S3x20 - Because You Loved Me
300. (7) - S3x21 - Pinball Wizard
301. (7) - S3x22 - Glory Days
302. (6) - S1x08 - What A Girl Wants
303. (6) - S1x15 - Vogue
304. (6) - S1x17 - U Can't Touch This
305. (6) - S1x17 - Physical
306. (6) - S1x17 - Ice Ice Baby
307. (6) - S1x18 - The Boy Is Mine
308. (6) - S1x20 - Shout It Out Loud
309. (6) - S1x21 - Good Vibrations
310. (6) - S1x21 - Tell Me Something Good
311. (6) - S1x22 - Faithfully
312. (6) - S2x01 - Getting to Know You
313. (6) - S2x05 - Touch a Touch a Touch a Touch Me
314. (6) - S2x05 - Planet, Schmanet, Janet
315. (6) - S2x08 - Sway
316. (6) - S2x10 - Welcome Christmas
317. (6) - S2x10 - Merry Christmas, Darling
318. (6) - S2x12 - Firework
319. (6) - S2x14 - Blame It (On the Alcohol)
320. (6) - S2x15 - Afternoon Delight
321. (6) - S2x19 - Never Going Back Again
322. (6) - S2x19 - Nice to Meet You, Have I Slept with You?
323. (6) - S2x22 - As Long as You're There
324. (6) - S3x04 - Bein' Green
325. (6) - S3x05 - A Boy Like That/I Have a Love
326. (6) - S3x09 - Christmas Wrapping
327. (6) - S3x09 - My Favorite Things
328. (6) - S3x10 - Moves Like Jagger/Jumpin' Jack Flash
329. (6) - S3x10 - The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face
330. (6) - S3x11 - Black or White
331. (6) - S3x12 - Bamboleo/Hero
332. (6) - S3x13 - Cherish/Cherish
333. (6) - S3x13 - Home
334. (6) - S3x18 - Cell Block Tango
335. (6) - S3x19 - Love You Like a Love Song
336. (6) - S3x20 - I Won't Give Up
337. (6) - S3x21 - Starships
338. (6) - S3x22 - Roots Before Branches
339. (5) - S1x05 - Cabaret
340. (5) - S1x10 - (You're Having My Baby)
341. (5) - S1x17 - Run Joey Run
342. (5) - S1x22 - To Sir, With Love
343. (5) - S2x01 - Every Rose Has Its Thorn
344. (5) - S2x09 - The Living Years
345. (5) - S2x10 - You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch
346. (5) - S2x15 - Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh Yeah)
347. (5) - S3x01 - Anything Goes/Anything You Can Do
348. (5) - S3x07 - I'm the Only One
349. (5) - S3x07 - Constant Craving
350. (5) - S3x09 - River
351. (5) - S3x10 - We Found Love
352. (5) - S3x11 - I Just Can't Stop Loving You
353. (5) - S3x18 - The Rain in Spain
354. (4) - S1x02 - Gold Digger
355. (4) - S1x03 - I Wanna Sex You Up
356. (4) - S1x11 - Bootylicious
357. (4) - S1x19 - Safety Dance
358. (4) - S2x04 - With You I'm Born Again
359. (4) - S2x07 - Conjunction Junction
360. (4) - S2x08 - Ohio
361. (4) - S2x12 - My Funny Valentine
362. (4) - S2x13 - Sing
363. (4) - S2x17 - All By Myself
364. (4) - S2x22 - Yeah!
365. (4) - S3x04 - Waiting for a Girl Like You
366. (4) - S3x06 - Hot for Teacher
367. (4) - S3x11 - Scream
368. (4) - S3x12 - Sexy and I Know It
369. (4) - S3x13 - You're the Top
370. (4) - S3x15 - I'm Still Standing
371. (4) - S3x18 - School's Out
372. (3) - S3x01 - Big Spender
373. (3) - S3x08 - Buenos Aires
374. (3) - S3x08 - Red Solo Cup
375. (3) - S3x09 - Do They Know It's Christmas?
376. (3) - S3x19 - Dinosaur
377. (2) - S1x08 - Bust A Move
378. (1) - S1x08 - Thong Song
379. (1) - S2x20 - Friday
380. (1) - S3x12 - A Little Less Conversation
381. (NA) - S4x01 - It's Time
382. (NA) - S4x01 - Call Me Maybe
383. (NA) - S4x01 - Sister Christian
384. (NA) - S4x01 - Americano/Dance Again
385. (NA) - S4x01 - Never Say Never
386. (NA) - S4x01 - Chasing Pavements
387. (NA) - S4x01 - New York State of Mind
388. (NA) - S4x02 - Boys/Boyfriend
389. (NA) - S4x02 - Hold It Against Me
390. (NA) - S4x02 - Gimme More
391. (NA) - S4x02 - Everytime
392. (NA) - S4x02 - Crazy/U Drive Me Crazy
393. (NA) - S4x02 - Oops!...I Did It Again
394. (NA) - S4x02 - 3
395. (NA) - S4x02 - Womanizer
396. (NA) - S4x03 - Everybody Wants to Rule the World
397. (NA) - S4x03 - Celebrity Skin
398. (NA) - S4x03 - The Way You Look Tonight/You're Never Fully Dressed Without a Smile
399. (NA) - S4x03 - A Change Would Do You Good
400. (NA) - S4x04 - Teenage Dream (Acoustic)
401. (NA) - S4x04 - Barely Breathing
402. (NA) - S4x04 - Don't Speak
403. (NA) - S4x04 - Give Your Heart a Break
404. (NA) - S4x04 - The Scientist
405. (NA) - S4x04 - Mine
406. (NA) - S4x05 - Hopelessly Devoted to You
407. (NA) - S4x05 - Everybody Talks
408. (NA) - S4x05 - Blow Me (One Last Kiss)
409. (NA) - S4x05 - Born to Hand Jive
410. (NA) - S4x05 - Juke Box Hero
411. (NA) - S4x06 - Beauty School Dropout
412. (NA) - S4x06 - Look At Me I'm Sandra Dee
413. (NA) - S4x06 - Look At Me I'm Sandra Dee (Reprise)
414. (NA) - S4x06 - Greased Lightning
415. (NA) - S4x06 - You're the One That I Want
416. (NA) - S4x06 - There Are Worse Things I Could Do
417. (NA) - S4x07 - My Dark Side
418. (NA) - S4x07 - Heroes
419. (NA) - S4x07 - Superman
420. (NA) - S4x07 - Holding Out for a Hero
421. (NA) - S4x07 - Some Nights
422. (NA) - S4x08 - Whistle
423. (NA) - S4x08 - Let's Have a Kiki/Turkey Lurkey Time
424. (NA) - S4x08 - Home/Homeward Bound
425. (NA) - S4x08 - Come See About Me
426. (NA) - S4x08 - Live While We're Young
427. (NA) - S4x08 - Gangnam Style
428. (NA) - S4x09 - Something Stupid
429. (NA) - S4x09 - Being Alive
430. (NA) - S4x09 - Don't Dream It's Over
431. (NA) - S4x09 - Being Good Isn't Good Enough
432. (NA) - S4x09 - O Holy Night
433. (NA) - S4x09 - All That Jazz
434. (NA) - S4x10 - Feliz Navidad
435. (NA) - S4x10 - Hanukkah, Oh Hanukkah
436. (NA) - S4x10 - White Christmas
437. (NA) - S4x10 - The First Noel
438. (NA) - S4x10 - Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
439. (NA) - S4x10 - Jingle Bell Rock
440. (NA) - S4x11 - Baby Got Back
441. (NA) - S4x11 - No Scrubs
442. (NA) - S4x11 - Tell Him
443. (NA) - S4x11 - Locked Out of Heaven
444. (NA) - S4x11 - I Only Have Eyes for You
445. (NA) - S4x11 - I Don't Know How to Love Him
446. (NA) - S4x12 - Centerfold/Hot in Herre
447. (NA) - S4x12 - Let Me Love You (Until You Learn to Love Yourself)
448. (NA) - S4x12 - A Thousand Years
449. (NA) - S4x12 - This Is the New Year
450. (NA) - S4x12 - Torn
451. (NA) - S4x12 - Love Song
452. (NA) - S4x13 - Don't Stop Me Now
453. (NA) - S4x13 - Diva
454. (NA) - S4x13 - Bring Him Home
455. (NA) - S4x13 - Make No Mistake (She's Mine)
456. (NA) - S4x13 - Nutbush City Limits
457. (NA) - S4x13 - Girl On Fire
458. (NA) - S4x13 - Hung Up
459. (NA) - S4x14 - Just Can't Get Enough
460. (NA) - S4x14 - Getting Married Today
461. (NA) - S4x14 - You're All I Need to Get By
462. (NA) - S4x14 - Anything Could Happen
463. (NA) - S4x14 - We've Got Tonite
464. (NA) - S4x15 - Shout
465. (NA) - S4x15 - Come What May
466. (NA) - S4x15 - Old Time Rock & Roll/Danger Zone
467. (NA) - S4x15 - You're All the World to Me
468. (NA) - S4x15 - Unchained Melody
469. (NA) - S4x15 - Footloose
470. (NA) - S4x15 - Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend/Material Girl
471. (NA) - S4x15 - In Your Eyes
472. (NA) - S4x16 - I Still Believe/Super Bass
473. (NA) - S4x16 - How to Be a Heartbreaker
474. (NA) - S4x16 - Closer
475. (NA) - S4x16 - The Bitch Is Back/Dress You Up
476. (NA) - S4x16 - Cold Hearted
477. (NA) - S4x16 - Bye Bye Bye/I Want It That Way
478. (NA) - S4x17 - Against All Odds (Take a Look at Me Now)
479. (NA) - S4x17 - Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go
480. (NA) - S4x17 - Wannabe
481. (NA) - S4x17 - My Prerogative
482. (NA) - S4x17 - Creep
483. (NA) - S4x17 - Mamma Mia
484. (NA) - S4x17 - Copacabana
485. (NA) - S4x18 - Say
486. (NA) - S4x18 - Your Song
487. (NA) - S4x18 - More Than Words
488. (NA) - S4x19 - Fight for Your Right (to Party)
489. (NA) - S4x19 - You Have More Friends Than You Know
490. (NA) - S4x19 - Outcast
491. (NA) - S4x19 - Don't Stop Believin' (Rachel)
492. (NA) - S4x19 - Next to Me
493. (NA) - S4x20 - We Will Rock You
494. (NA) - S4x20 - Longest Time
495. (NA) - S4x20 - Everybody Hurts
496. (NA) - S4x20 - You've Lost That Lovin' Feelin'
497. (NA) - S4x20 - At the Ballet
498. (NA) - S4x20 - Little Girls
499. (NA) - S4x21 - For Once in My Life
500. (NA) - S4x21 - Uptight (Everything's Alright)
501. (NA) - S4x21 - I Wish
502. (NA) - S4x21 - Signed, Sealed, Delivered, I'm Yours
503. (NA) - S4x21 - You Are the Sunshine of My Life
504. (NA) - S4x21 - Higher Ground
505. (NA) - S4x21 - Superstition
506. (NA) - S4x22 - Hall of Fame
507. (NA) - S4x22 - Clarity
508. (NA) - S4x22 - Wings
509. (NA) - S4x22 - I Love It
510. (NA) - S4x22 - All or Nothing
511. (NA) - S4x22 - To Love You More
512. (NA) - S4x22 - Rainbow Connection
513. (NA) - S5x01 - Help!
514. (NA) - S5x01 - All You Need Is Love
515. (NA) - S5x01 - Drive My Car
516. (NA) - S5x01 - You've Got to Hide Your Love Away
517. (NA) - S5x01 - Got to Get You Into My Life
518. (NA) - S5x01 - Yesterday
519. (NA) - S5x01 - A Hard Day's Night
520. (NA) - S5x01 - I Saw Her Standing There
521. (NA) - S5x02 - Here Comes the Sun
522. (NA) - S5x02 - Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band
523. (NA) - S5x02 - Get Back
524. (NA) - S5x02 - Hey Jude
525. (NA) - S5x02 - Let It Be
526. (NA) - S5x02 - Something
527. (NA) - S5x02 - Revolution
528. (NA) - S5x03 - Fire and Rain
529. (NA) - S5x03 - I'll Stand By You
530. (NA) - S5x03 - Seasons of Love
531. (NA) - S5x03 - No Surrender
532. (NA) - S5x03 - Make You Feel My Love
533. (NA) - S5x03 - If I Die Young
534. (NA) - S5x04 - Marry the Night
535. (NA) - S5x04 - Wide Awake
536. (NA) - S5x04 - Applause
537. (NA) - S5x04 - Roar
538. (NA) - S5x05 - Wrecking Ball
539. (NA) - S5x05 - Blurred Lines
540. (NA) - S5x05 - On Our Way
541. (NA) - S5x05 - You Are Woman, I Am Man
542. (NA) - S5x05 - If I Were a Boy
543. (NA) - S5x06 - Honesty
544. (NA) - S5x06 - Piano Man
545. (NA) - S5x06 - My Life
546. (NA) - S5x06 - Just the Way You Are
547. (NA) - S5x06 - You May Be Right
548. (NA) - S5x06 - An Innocent Man
549. (NA) - S5x06 - Movin' Out (Anthony's Song)
550. (NA) - S5x07 - You're My Best Friend
551. (NA) - S5x07 - Nasty/Rhythm Nation
552. (NA) - S5x07 - Into the Groove
553. (NA) - S5x07 - The Fox
554. (NA) - S5x07 - Cheek to Cheek
555. (NA) - S5x08 - Here Comes Santa Claus (Down Santa Claus Lane)
556. (NA) - S5x08 - The Chipmunk Song (Christmas Don't Be Late)
557. (NA) - S5x08 - Mary's Little Boy Child
558. (NA) - S5x08 - Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree
559. (NA) - S5x08 - Away in a Manger
560. (NA) - S5x08 - Love Child
561. (NA) - S5x08 - O Christmas Tree
562. (NA) - S5x09 - Whenever I Call You Friend
563. (NA) - S5x09 - My Lovin' (You're Never Gonna Get It)
564. (NA) - S5x09 - I Believe in a Thing Called Love
565. (NA) - S5x09 - Every Breath You Take
566. (NA) - S5x09 - Don't Rain On My Parade
567. (NA) - S5x09 - Brave
568. (NA) - S5x09 - Breakaway
569. (NA) - S5x10 - The Happening
570. (NA) - S5x10 - Hold On
571. (NA) - S5x10 - Barracuda
572. (NA) - S5x10 - Gloria
573. (NA) - S5x10 - Jumpin' Jumpin'
574. (NA) - S5x10 - Don't You (Forget About Me)
575. (NA) - S5x10 - Danny's Song
576. (NA) - S5x11 - Vacation
577. (NA) - S5x11 - America
578. (NA) - S5x11 - More Than a Feeling
579. (NA) - S5x11 - I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For
580. (NA) - S5x11 - Mr. Roboto/Counting Stars
581. (NA) - S5x11 - I Love LA
582. (NA) - S5x12 - Raise Your Glass
583. (NA) - S5x12 - Happy
584. (NA) - S5x12 - Defying Gravity
585. (NA) - S5x12 - Keep Holding On
586. (NA) - S5x12 - Toxic
587. (NA) - S5x12 - Valerie
588. (NA) - S5x13 - Loser Like Me
589. (NA) - S5x13 - Party All the Time
590. (NA) - S5x13 - I Am Changing
591. (NA) - S5x13 - Don't Stop Believin' (Season Five)
592. (NA) - S5x13 - Just Give Me a Reason
593. (NA) - S5x13 - Be Okay
594. (NA) - S5x14 - Don't Sleep in the Subway
595. (NA) - S5x14 - You Make Me Feel So Young
596. (NA) - S5x14 - Best Day of My Life
597. (NA) - S5x14 - Rockstar
598. (NA) - S5x14 - Downtown
599. (NA) - S5x14 - People
600. (NA) - S5x15 - Not While I'm Around
601. (NA) - S5x15 - I'm Still Here
602. (NA) - S5x15 - You Make Me Feel Like a Natural Woman
603. (NA) - S5x15 - Colorblind
604. (NA) - S5x15 - Broadway Baby
605. (NA) - S5x15 - No One Is Alone
606. (NA) - S5x16 - Addicted to Love
607. (NA) - S5x16 - Love Is a Battlefield
608. (NA) - S5x16 - I Want to Know What Love Is
609. (NA) - S5x16 - Let's Wait Awhile
610. (NA) - S5x17 - Lovefool
611. (NA) - S5x17 - I'm the Greatest Star
612. (NA) - S5x17 - Pumpin Blood
613. (NA) - S5x17 - Who Are You Now
614. (NA) - S5x17 - NYC
615. (NA) - S5x18 - Story of My Life
616. (NA) - S5x18 - Piece of My Heart
617. (NA) - S5x18 - Wake Me Up
618. (NA) - S5x18 - The Rose
619. (NA) - S5x18 - Doo Wop (That Thing)
620. (NA) - S5x19 - Werewolves of London
621. (NA) - S5x19 - Memory
622. (NA) - S5x19 - Lucky Star
623. (NA) - S5x19 - Take Me Home Tonight
624. (NA) - S5x19 - I Melt with You
625. (NA) - S5x20 - All of Me
626. (NA) - S5x20 - No Time At All
627. (NA) - S5x20 - American Boy
628. (NA) - S5x20 - Shakin' My Head
629. (NA) - S5x20 - Pompeii
630. (NA) - S5x20 - Glitter in the Air
631. (NA) - S5x20 - Girls on Film
632. (NA) - S6x01 - Sing
633. (NA) - S6x01 - Dance the Night Away
634. (NA) - S6x01 - Uninvited
635. (NA) - S6x01 - Let It Go
636. (NA) - S6x01 - Suddenly Seymour
637. (NA) - S6x02 - Tightrope
638. (NA) - S6x02 - Take On Me
639. (NA) - S6x02 - Home
640. (NA) - S6x02 - Problem
641. (NA) - S6x02 - Mustang Sally
642. (NA) - S6x02 - Viva Voce
643. (NA) - S6x03 - It's Too Late
644. (NA) - S6x03 - Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow/Head Over Feet
645. (NA) - S6x03 - You Learn/You've Got a Friend
646. (NA) - S6x03 - Hand in My Pocket/I Feel the Earth Move
647. (NA) - S6x03 - So Far Away
648. (NA) - S6x04 - Rock Lobster
649. (NA) - S6x04 - Whip It
650. (NA) - S6x04 - Thousand Miles
651. (NA) - S6x04 - Bitch
652. (NA) - S6x05 - It Must Have Been Love
653. (NA) - S6x05 - All Out of Love
654. (NA) - S6x05 - Father Figure
655. (NA) - S6x05 - My Sharona
656. (NA) - S6x05 - You Spin Me Round (Like a Record)
657. (NA) - S6x06 - Arthur's Theme
658. (NA) - S6x06 - Wishin' And Hoping
659. (NA) - S6x06 - Baby It's You
660. (NA) - S6x06 - What the World Needs Now
661. (NA) - S6x06 - Promises, Promises
662. (NA) - S6x06 - They Long to Be Close to You
663. (NA) - S6x06 - I'll Never Fall in Love Again
664. (NA) - S6x06 - Alfie
665. (NA) - S6x07 - You Give Love a Bad Name
666. (NA) - S6x07 - Somebody Loves You
667. (NA) - S6x07 - All About That Bass
668. (NA) - S6x07 - Time After Time
669. (NA) - S6x07 - I Know Where I've Been
670. (NA) - S6x07 - Same Love
671. (NA) - S6x08 - Hey Ya!
672. (NA) - S6x08 - Our Day Will Come
673. (NA) - S6x08 - I'm So Excited
674. (NA) - S6x08 - At Last
675. (NA) - S6x09 - Uptown Funk
676. (NA) - S6x09 - I Want to Break Free
677. (NA) - S6x09 - Break Free
678. (NA) - S6x09 - Lose My Breath
679. (NA) - S6x09 - Cool Kids
680. (NA) - S6x09 - Friday I'm in Love
681. (NA) - S6x10 - Far From Over
682. (NA) - S6x10 - Rather Be
683. (NA) - S6x10 - Rise
684. (NA) - S6x10 - The Trolley Song
685. (NA) - S6x10 - The Final Countdown
686. (NA) - S6x11 - We Built This City
687. (NA) - S6x11 - Mickey
688. (NA) - S6x11 - Chandelier
689. (NA) - S6x11 - Come Sail Away
690. (NA) - S6x11 - Listen to Your Heart
691. (NA) - S6x11 - Take Me to Church
692. (NA) - S6x12 - Pony
693. (NA) - S6x12 - Don't Stop Believing (Pilot/2009)
694. (NA) - S6x12 - Popular
695. (NA) - S6x12 - I'm His Child
696. (NA) - S6x12 - I Kissed a Girl
697. (NA) - S6x13 - Daydream Believer
698. (NA) - S6x13 - Someday We'll Be Together
699. (NA) - S6x13 - I Lived
700. (NA) - S6x13 - This Time
701. (NA) - S6x13 - Teach Your Children
702. (NA) - S6x13 - The Winner Takes It All
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Vices (Part Three)
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Word Count: 2.2K+
Author’s Note: Ok, I know this is short, but I kind of just kept writing and I never found a proper cut off point so this part and the next are back to back scenes, if that makes sense. I love you, thank you for understanding, part four will be up soon!
Warning: drug abuse, drug withdrawal, resurfacing memories. The next part is a doozy, so be mentally prepared for that. 
Pairing: Spencer Reid x Reader
Summary: As Dr Reid reaches three years sober, a case comes to the BAU that his old vice Dilaudid plays a key role in – the only witness to the murders is a young woman who abuses the drug to forget. Can Spencer break through to her and catch their killer before he strikes again?
Read ‘Vices (Part One)’ here, and ‘Vices (Part Two)’ here. Explore the Masterlist here.
Part Four is up now. Read it here!
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“What do you mean she’s missing?” 
Hotch snapped at the person on the other end of his phone as the BAU congregated the next morning in the hotel foyer, causing looks to be shared amongst the team. The words and tone could only mean one thing, and it would be detrimental to the case if it were true. “When?” Hotch asked, running a hand over his face. “Have patrols out immediately, send out a special bulletin to all cars currently out.” Hotch ended the call, looking up at the six expectant faces. “20 minutes ago, Y/N escaped from police custody. Feigned nausea to convince a male officer to let her use the bathroom, fled out of the window.”
“Those windows are… They’re tiny.” Prentiss muttered, and Rossi shrugged.
“You want something bad enough.” He mused, Hotch leading the team out to the cars.
“JJ, you are coming to the precinct with Garcia and me. I want the rest of you patrolling. Garcia will have a look into all known dealing spots for Dilaudid, we’ll send out an alert to all pharmacies and free clinics in the area.” Hotch informed, Prentiss, Rossi, Morgan, and Reid heading for the second car while Hotch, Garcia and JJ headed for the first. “If she is able to get any more of that drug in her system, we lose a day. We’re on a tight schedule as it is people.” He reminded, and with that the team split in two, Hotch driving towards the precinct, Rossi perpendicular to it.
After about ten minutes of cruising through LA’s morning traffic, Garcia got the patrolling team members on the phone, along with other dispatched vehicles.
“Talk to us, baby girl.” Morgan greeted, only to hear a chuckle somewhere on the other end of the line.
“You’re on with Detective Caldwell, Detective Warwick and Detective Pollit, Derek. Behave.” Garcia scolded before continuing, Prentiss stifling a chuckle from the back seat. “So, in the last half hour, no pharmacies within the 3-mile radius of the precinct have flagged any suspicious women who look like Y/N, so it seems much more probable that she has gone to a dealer. Caldwell, your destination is downtown LA, Warwick you’re at West Lake, Pollit, Lincoln Heights, and BAU, Chinatown. Coordinates for logged selling points are being sent to your phones,” Garcia instructed, a ping coming through on Morgan’s phone. “And I wish you all luck. Any local precincts will be out on the lookout too.” With that, the call was ended, Rossi turned on the sirens, and the SUV sped towards Chinatown. The drive to Chinatown was only two minutes away, and with Y/N on foot and suffering from withdrawal, the chances of finding her were high.
It was more about what state they would find her in.
The team split up, Spencer and Prentiss fanning north towards the parks bordering Chinatown while Rossi and Morgan made their way to the seller’s point in the car, sirens now off. Rossi and Morgan took a second to secure a bulletproof vest, sharing a glance before turning off the car engine, guns ready, and stepping out of the car in front of the house Garcia had told them to check out.
“Negative in West Lake.” Warwick reported over the earpiece.
“Negative for Downtown.” Caldwell followed, and Rossi knocked three times on the door. Silence ensued, followed by heavy footsteps.
“Yo, I told you-” A voice spoke as the man opened the door, only to be met by Morgan and Rossi, guns aimed at his chest.
“Don’t run, we aren’t here to arrest you. We have a question about a possible client.” Rossi said reassuringly, lowering his gun.
“I don’t talk to pigs.” The man replied, going to close the door, but Morgan’s foot got in the way of it.
“We can arrest you if you don’t cooperate.” Morgan reminded, pulling out his phone and showing the man a picture of Y/N. “We need to find this woman. Has she come by to buy anything?” He asked, and the man stopped for a moment, weighing out his options.
“Yeah.” He replied. “She was here a few minutes ago. I’m not her regular, and when she asked for double what I usually sell I told her to take what I offered or leave.” He explained. “She looked sick man, in really bad shape… Bleeding and everything.”
“Which way did she go?” Rossi asked, Morgan heading back to the car.
“Towards the parks. LA Historic. There’s a lot of places to shoot up around there.” The dealer shut the door before any more questions were asked, and Rossi radioed to Reid and Prentiss.
“Guys, she headed in the direction of LA Historic. I think she’s moving on to liquid formula.” Rossi added, jumping in the car, Morgan speeding away with sirens blaring.
Spencer stopped for a moment as Prentiss ran ahead towards the park. Rossi’s words had resonated with him, reverberating around his head as he tried to figure out what was wrong with them. Why didn’t he believe this was her first time on the liquid formula he himself had been so addicted to? It seemed unlikely, seeing as her arms were clear of track marks, unlike his own, when he realised.
Her feet. She had been scratching at her feet.
“Fuck…” he muttered, breaking into a jog. He radioed in. “Prentiss, take the park, I’ll see about the side streets. She’s been injecting through her feet. In this state of mind, I think she might try and overdose.” Reid called through, pushing through the early morning pedestrians towards Historic Park, dashing down every alleyway he found just to make sure she wasn’t there. In the distance, sirens sounded off, more uniform police flooding the area in search of the only witness and survivor of the Cali Slasher.
Reid’s heart was beating in his ear, his legs moving as fast as they would allow in his work attire, his eyes scanning desperately along the road, into alleys, just looking for any sign of Y/N. In the Dilaudid withdrawal process, between hour 12 and 48 was always the worst. Users tend to lose their inhibitions, and will do anything to stave the cravings their body begged for. Reid has been the same when he first came off the drug, had to lock himself in his apartment for an entire weekend just to get through it. And with what little Y/N left the police station with, Reid had more than a suspicion she would be using a tainted needle, and looking for the biggest fix possible, she would probably overdose just to feel that euphoria.
“No sign of her in the park yet, Reid.” Prentiss radioed as a whimper sounded down a side street. Reid stopped dead.
“I think I might have her.” He radioed back, running down the alleyway towards the large dumpsters that sat in the centre.
Behind the second sat Y/N, curled in a ball, her hand pressed to her eyes and her entire body trembling.
Reid slowed down a little, moving towards her as he assessed the area. He was correct in his thinking that she would be using a tainted needle, which lay beside her, but the bottle of Dilaudid was shattered, the drug spilled across the concrete, and Y/N hadn’t yet removed her shoes.
“Y/N.” Reid said softly, and she screamed, looking up in fear. Reid crouched down, holding out a hand. “Hey, hey, it’s alright. I’m here to help, ok?” He soothed the frantic young woman, who tried to breathe deeply, steady herself as the pair kept eye contact. “Do you need help getting up?” He asked again, softly, and Y/N nodded weakly. With a single move, Reid stood and lifted Y/N into his arms, the fragile girl holding onto him for dear life, her head buried in his chest.
“I tried to make them go away…” Y/N whispered gently through her quiet sobs as Reid carried her towards the main road, where Rossi and Morgan were waiting with the car.
“Make what go away?” Reid asked, looking down at her. So scared, so timid, like a porcelain doll about to break.
“The memories… He isn’t there anymore when I take it.” Y/N responded softly, and Reid nodded, not pressing her to say anymore. As he placed her in the car’s back seat, fastening her seat belt, Prentiss ran towards them.
“Is she alright?” She asked Reid, who took a moment to watch her, make sure the half-conscious was still breathing, before closing the car door and looking back at his teammates.
“I think she dropped the bottle before she could take a hit… But we now know why she’s doing it.” Reid said, getting into the passenger seat of the car as Morgan took the driver’s seat.
“We do?” Rossi asked as Prentiss got in the back beside Y/N, there to hold back hair and offer a plastic bag for her to puke into if needed. Rossi would ride back with one of the on-scene officers.
“I think she uses Dilaudid to repress her memories of the events…” Reid said, glancing back at the girl behind him, now asleep against Prentiss’ shoulder. “Rossi, she remembers the unsub.”
“Agent Jareau, can you give us any more information on the Cali Slasher?” A reporter yelled over the ruckus of the press vying for position outside of the LAPD Headquarters as the rest of the team pulled back into the station. “An anonymous source said you had a suspect in custody? Is that them now?” He asked again, Hotch and JJ stood on the steps with Police Chief Knowles, the blonde woman stepping forward as Rossi got out of the car.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, if I can have your attention please?” JJ announced, police moving into place to allow the BAU and Y/N through, the young woman shielded by a diamond formation around her as Hotch ushered them inside. “At 4pm today, a press conference will be held regarding the case. The BAU are currently finishing their profile. This joint FBI and LAPD work effort hopes to finally stop the Cali Slasher.” JJ smiled, and thanked the press for their time, before turning and walking with Chief Knowles inside, heading back up to the offices.
Sat in a desk chair, with Prentiss kneeling by her side, Y/N sobbed softly, pressing the palms of her hands into her eyes and muttering softly.
“He’s there… He’s there…” She kept whispering, Prentiss rubbing her back gently, looking up at JJ as she approached.
“Hey Y/N, we haven’t met.” JJ introduced herself, nodding to Prentiss. When Y/N finally moved her hands from her face, revealing bloodshot eyes, JJ took her hands and got her to her feet. “I’m JJ. Look, I know the last few days have been really hard for you, and we want to make you as comfortable as possible, ok?” Y/N sniffed and nodded, cracking a weak smile. “Would you rather talk to us now, or head to a safe house and get showered?” JJ asked, and Y/N took a breath.
“Could… Could we head to the safe house?” She asked quietly, and Prentiss nodded.
“We’ll get you all sorted alright?” Prentiss promised, the two agents moving quickly to ready themselves for the trip to the safe house. “Hotch, we’ll be back in two hours to help with the profile, could you send Caldwell over after us?” Prentiss asked, Y/N stopping their walk and looking up at her.
“Could… Could it be Officer Gomez?” She asked, and Prentiss nodded, giving her shoulders a squeeze. Whatever fear Y/N had when she was high, it was tripled while sobering. The girl was terrified to say something wrong.
“We’ll see you and JJ shortly, Emily. Be safe. Go out the back.” Hotch instructed, and Y/N even sent a smile his way as she waved goodbye.
Once Prentiss, JJ and Y/N had arrived at the safe house, and after Y/N had showered herself clean and changed into clean clothes for the first time in days, she sat in front of one of the bedroom vanities as JJ brushed her freshly cleaned hair through. Now washed and combed, her hair was beautiful, if a little fine, and curled just past her shoulders. Y/N’s face looked less pale too, and while she still shivered, and had to excuse herself every ten minutes or so to vomit, she already looked better.
JJ had taken the time to iron her clothes, and Prentiss had made her a cup of coffee, the three reconvening as JJ dolled the young woman up, perhaps for the first time in her life.
“How are you feeling, Y/N?” Prentiss asked as Y/N sipped her coffee, her eyes anywhere put on her reflection.
“Like shit…” She let out a little laugh as she said it. “But, but better than I would high…”
“Do you mind if we ask you some questions now?” JJ asked, tucking a loose lock of hair behind Y/N’s ear as she finished brushing, and Y/N nodded, twiddling her thumbs as she nursed her coffee, careful not to spill a drop despite her shaking hands.
“Now, I know this is going to be hard, Y/N, but I need you to remember that JJ and I are right here.” Emily reassured, and Y/N took one last gulp of coffee before setting the mug down. “Can you close your eyes for me?” Emily asked with concern in her voice. All the memories this girl had been repressing for twelve years were bubbling to the surface now, she had no idea if Y/N would be able to cope. But as JJ took the young woman’s hand between her own, Y/N’s face turned to one of determination, and her eyes fluttered shut.
It was now or never.
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luzarya · 3 years
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Summary: It's just another day for Yuu and Engel at the Mostro Lounge.
ao3 link: here
warnings: none
songs: this
part: 3/3
-> 1 (first)
-> 2 (previous)
word count: 1,950
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Lively.
That is what one would describe the lounge as. Lively.
There was a singer on stage, singing ever hypnotically. They had captured most of the customer’s attention, drawing them in with their voice.
I'm gonna wear blue
And find a pair of flat black leather shoes
But shine more than a diamond, mine could do
And add something new
Engel took an order from a table, their footsteps unheard as they yelled out the order to those preparing it. In a matter of minutes, the drinks came out, Engel quickly swiped the drinks, already walking back to the table.
They set down the drinks to the Savanaclaw students, who only glanced at the drinks in acknowledgement.
To another table they go.
I drop a hint and then my keys
And then I cast a net
To catch someone who's even searchin, night he won't forget
The night continued on like that, taking orders and serving them. Many more people came in by the sheer number, enraptured by the voice that sang.
Engel was one of the few waiters out there- the other being Octanivelle students, who were inherently less affected by the voice. After all, a siren cannot enchant a fellow mer like they do with non-mer.
Engel stole a glance at the singer- their beloved Yuu. It was near the end of the song, and Engel knew that as soon as Yuu would finish their song, there would be an influx of orders for a proper meal.
Gonna drop the yellow pages
Finally then she had a thrill
To dress me up and make me look like someone else instead
It's time for my rehearsal, the ultimate reversal
You see, I've got it planned
I'm coming back as a man
With the last of the notes of the song, there was an audible increase of chatter, customers talking amongst themselves. Engel didn’t bother to listen to the chatter. They had to focus on their job, otherwise they knew they would make a mistake should they listen in on the gossip.
“How’s the night going, Engel?”
The question broke Engel’s concentration, as they turned to the owner of the new voice. It was Jade, who was manning the counter- it looked like everyone had a drink or a meal, so the vice dorm-head had free time, it seemed.
“Oh! Everything is going well, Jade,” Engel enthusiastically replied, as they gathered another batch of orders, “Is Yuu taking a break right now?”
“Yes,” Jade smiled, “Although, if you wish to catch them before the next song, I suggest you do so in the next few minutes. They have another song coming up, though I suppose you know that already.”
“I see, thanks for the heads up! I’ll see you in a bit, Jade!” Engel nodded as a means of farewell, their hands occupied. They left just as Jade their own farewell, their feet quick to take them to their destination.
After setting down the plates to a group of Scarabia students, Engel then speedily walked to the employee break room. Upon opening the door, Engel squealed in delight, running up to an exhausted Yuu, who readily accepted the unexpected hug.
“Well, hello to you too, my love,” Yuu chuckled, “Careful with the suit. I don’t want your efforts going to waste, aight?”
“Ahhhhh, Yuu!” Engel only squeezed them tighter, “You did wonderfully! You never cease to amaze me with your voice!”
“Thanks?”
“It’s a compliment, silly goose!”
Engel released Yuu from their suffocating hug, eyeing Yuu up and down. They wore a suit- one that Engel had created with their own two hands. It was a tux, but with extended tails (the rear end of the fabric, from what Engel had learned). It suited Yuu well, giving them a slightly more feminine appearance with how long and ruffled the tails were.
“Ah, your makeup is a bit smudged,” Engel noticed. “Let me get the kit Vil gave us…” Engel left Yuu’s side for a moment, retrieving the item, then returning. Utilizing what they had learned from Vil, Engel managed to fix up Yuu’s make up. It was put on in a way that it made Yuu’s face look more masucline than usual. It was enough that no one would recognize Yuu bare-face, allowing them to evade others from recognizing them as the hypnotic voice from the Mostro lounge.
“Thanks, love,” Yuu quietly replied.
“Anything for you, my dear.”
An alarm rang out, disrupting whatever moment Engel and Yuu had. Yuu gave an apologetic look to Engel, who, in turn, only shook their head. Engel pulled Yuu up from their chair, and led them to the door. Before opening the door, Engel raised Yuu’s hand and kissed it softly, watching Yuu’s face become flushed from the small action.
“Good luck!” Engel teased, as they opened the door and left, leaving Yuu a moment to their thoughts. Yuu shook their head after fully processing it, and then left the silence of the room, entering the lounge.
It was time for another performance.
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It was quiet.
No one would have thought that this was the same lively lounge from a few hours prior. It was empty, save for a few souls that needed to stay behind, and clean. Azul sat at one of the booths, Engel and Yuu in front of him, Jade standing at the end of the table. Unseen, Floyd was elsewhere, the sound of food sizzling distantly heard.
“Thanks to Yuu’s performance, we earned the same amount of profit as last week.” Azul looked over the papers, quick to do the math of how much was earned. He was evidently pleased with the turn of events- a smile staining his beautiful face.
“That’s great,” Engel softly replied. Yuu quietly sat next to them, unable to speak. The performance had left Yuu drained of all energy. It took too much energy to even speak.
“The number of people asking about Yuu increased,” Jade casually commented. Engel raised a brow, slinging an arm around Yuu.
“Is that so?”
Jade noticed the interaction, and chuckled, “Fufu, worry not, I do not believe they were asking for malicious reasons, Engel.”
“If you say so,” Engel happily chirped, though there was an edge to their words. Azul briefly glanced at them, but didn’t comment on it.
A slam grabbed their attention, as everyone turned to look at the source of the noise. In very typical fashion, it was Floyd- who kicked the door open, a large plate of some sort of pasta in his grasp.
The eel mer sauntered over, placing the large plate right besides the papers.
“Floyd, careful with that.” Azul moved his papers, scooting over to the end of the table and moving the papers, so that they wouldn’t be any stains. Jade took a seat, as did his brother, although Floyd sat next to Engel.
“So,” Floyd began, giving some utensils to his brother- who graciously took them without a second thought. “How long will the contract with Shachi-chan and Selkie-chan last?”
Yuu didn’t say a word.
“Hmm,” Engel pondered, “I think it’s for life?” They had signed the contract, although they had forgotten most of the details already- it’s been about a month or so since they did.
“Correct. It’s for life,” Azul paused his reading, “Yuu will be under my employment until retirement, since I’ll be providing them a means to live once they graduate from here.”
“Oh?” Floyd smiled as he took another bite of his meal. Engel eyed the plate- it was large. And the twins already ate a good small portion of it.
“What about when we’re fourth years, and the year after?” Jade questioned, wiping his mouth. It was a valid question, considering the fact that fourth years would have to leave the school on internships, then there was the fact that Engel and Yuu were technically a grade below them.
“Who do you take me for, Jade?” Azul grinned, propping his arms onto the table, “I have a plan to ensure that the business continues when we’re in our fourth year. After Engel and Yuu have finished their fourth years, I’ll make sure that they’ll live comfortably down in the deep blue sea.”
“Really?” Engel’s eyes sparkled with hope, “Thank you!”
“No, no need. I have to thank you,” Azul corrected, “The two of you brought in more profit than I would have by myself. Truly, Yuu’s voice is astounding- it’s quite the good thing that their voice is almost useless against mer. And you Engel, you brought in a few customers yourself, if a bit fewer than Yuu had brought in. Don’t think I haven’t noticed.”
Yuu glared at Azul, but they remained silent. Engel wondered how they brought in customers, but they had a suspicion it had to do with the fact they were a selkie- Engel didn’t quite like the implication of it, but they too, remained silent.
Azul continued, “With the profits, it’s more than enough to pay for your living expenses, now and in the future.”
“Oh? So Shachi-chan and Selkie-chan are gonna stay with us forever?~” Floyd appeared to brighten up at the idea, turning to look at Engel.
“It does seem that way, fufu.” Jade smiled. Engel felt unease by it, although they couldn’t pinpoint as to why.
“Nonetheless, we’re doing well, financially.” Azul sighed, picking up the papers and organizing them into a folder. He glanced at the clock on the distant wall, “We should finish this up and head to bed.”
With that, they cleared the table.
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Ramshackle dorm was quiet, not a sound heard, save for the subtle footsteps. Engel and Yuu made their way up to their dorm room that they shared. Engel clutched onto their pelt, which was large enough for Engel and Yuu to fit inside as they had came from the Octanivelle dorm in the cold.
Engel never had their pelt more than 20 feet away from them.
They entered their room- spotting a snoring Grim on the bed. On performance days, Grim was left alone to his own devices. The two mer quickly shifted out of their work clothing, donning comfortable clothing. They gently moved Grim, laying themselves down. They faced one another, Engel’s pelt laid over them, with Grin right at top.
“Today was nice.”
“Yea. It was.” Yuu lazily smiled, their eyes droopy.
“Sleep well, my darling.”
“G’night, love.”
Yuu quickly fell asleep, but Engel didn’t. Sure, they were tired, but they remained up to look at Yuu’s sleeping facial features.
They recalled the time when Yuu was introduced to them, after their mother was taken away. They recalled when Yuu had become their friend, and consequently, their beloved. They recalled the painful moment when Yuu was taken by the carriage after the two of them were drawn into the forest. They recalled how they searched for Yuu for months. They recalled when they, too, were finally brought to this world, better than the old, and thus reuniting with their beloved. They recalled Yuu’s first performance, and many more moments.
It was hard, no doubt. It was one plight after another, but they stood together through it all, even when they were separated for a good amount of time. Engel touched their bracelet- its warmth brought a smile to their face.
Sure, they’re practically bound to Azul via contract for the rest of their lives, but that didn’t matter. They no longer resided in the old, barbaric world. No longer did Engel have to fear the worst, and no longer did they have to worry.
After all, didn’t they promise to stay together, even through hell itself?
Engel fell asleep with that last thought on their mind.
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achliegh · 3 years
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Punk Rock Leo? If y’all want a series of this you will have to let me know because I like this, but it also reminds me of something a 12 year old would write. (Cringe)
TW/CW: Swearing, Drinking, and a blowie in the bathroom lol, if there are others let me know I can’t think of anything else.
Sergei was on the phone with someone. Everyone else was in the shower or getting into their game day suits. Everyone was a little bummed because they just lost against the Rangers, 3-0. It stung but with Kasey being their only goalie and having a pulled thigh muscle makes it hard on the team.
Sergei was pulling on his blazer, he laughed into the phone and nodded as if the person on the line could see him. No one really paid attention, usually people get calls in the locker room from family, then again Sergei was speaking English. Suspicious.
“I will let them know! The whole team got it!” He hung up and whistled for everyone's attention. When all eyes were on him and mostly dressed he made his announcement. “Okay, I have the entire team invited to go to a free Punk Rock concert!”
“You like Punk? Sergei, why did I never know about this?” Dumo walks over to stand next to his friend and puts a hand on his shoulder. Sergei punches him in the arm slightly and rolls his eyes.
“I don’t really care for it, but an old friend of mine's son plays and has a concert at the Barclays Center. I thought you would like to go, maybe cheer up.” He smiles that sweet smile he always puts on when he wants to do something but not go alone. Most of the team agrees, Sunny and Sirius decide that concerts aren’t really their place and decide to stay at the hotel.
Everyone went to the hotel to change into something more comfortable. Finn knocked on Logan's door because he was taking forever. Finn didn’t really know what to wear to a punk concert so he went with his normal ripped black skinny jeans and a white shirt and some white tennis shoes. When Logan finally opened the door the room was a mess as expected, he shook his head as Logan held up two shirts for him to pick from.
Logan was so indecisive that Finn being his best friend made all his decisions for him. Once Logan was dressed in a Metallica black and white tie-dyed shirt with the sleeves cut off and some light wash baggy and ripped jeans, he threw on his stupid boots that weighed like 20 pounds but Logan took everywhere.
Everyone was waiting for them by the time they walked out of the elevator, the usual chirping about being late ensued as everyone piled into the vans waiting for them. They were expecting some small concert hall with a couple of mediocre bands that would sound great after a few drinks. Instead everyone but Finn was taken aback when they pulled up outside one of the biggest concert halls in NYU. Sergei went first and gave the bouncer a word. He let them through without hesitation. Leading them into a taped off area of the mosh pit.
“Sergei who the hell do you know!?” Finn was looking around so confused but also in awe. “Do you have a past we don’t know about?” Sergei laughed and shook his head, patting Finn a little hard on the back.
“Nope! You remember the travelling Junior Professional teams I used to coach.” Some of the older players nodded while Logan and Finn shook their heads. “Well I used to coach Eloise Knut’s son. He was diagnosed with rheumatoid arthritis last year as he was on the road to recovery from a torn ACL. He used to just do music for a hobby but now it’s his whole life.” Sergei shrugs as Finn and Logan gawk at him. Dumo snaps a picture of the two and sends it to the group chat.
“You mean Eloise Knut the absolute hockey LEGEND!” Finn looks at Logan then back at Sergei. “You’re shitting me.” Sergei shakes his head again as the lights start to dim and the band comes out. They all turned to face the stage, it was too dark to see anyone clearly but they knew people were up there.
Suddenly, a spotlight shines down on an angel, a giant angel. He’s tall built blonde with a green streak over his left temple missing with his beautifully golden angel curls. The mop of hair suit his face, a mesh shirt tucked into some bagged Black torn to shreds jeans and four inch platform boots. His golden skin glowed from under the light with a cloud of twinkles on his face that must be piercing's that can’t be seen from this far away. They also notice some black smudges around his eyes.
Logan is suddenly very thirsty. He got even thirstier when this angel opened his mouth. The songs were amazing, they were punk and crazy but also not anything he ever imagined. Everyone around them was dancing, drinking and laughing. Whooping when the angel from the stage came closer to sing directly to the group and pointed at Sergei before waving at him with the sweetest smile.
He was close enough Finn could make out his piercings, a septum a simile, an eyebrow and so many in his ears. What took his breath away is when the angel had been focusing so much on his bass solo that his tongue poked out of his mouth… and it was pierced.
Finn and Logan both took big gulps of water at the same time, then gave each other pointed looks saying ‘You too?’ They both nodded and looked back on stage. Standing so close the back of their hands were touching. There had always been an unspoken thing between them but unspoken was always unspoken unless they were slightly inebriated somehow. So they never did anything around the team. But, this angel was pushing them close and closer to having to drink.
Once the performance came to an intermission Logan and Finn shared a look. Then they told the team they were going to the bathroom. Being told to be safe they made it to the bathroom, luckily it was empty. Logan had Finn pinned to the door in a matter of seconds.
“Please tell me you saw that gorgeous man!” Logan was dropping to his knees and undoing Finn’s belt and jeans before Finn could even process what was happening. A shocked moan was ripped from his throat as Logan swallowed him down with no hesitation. It didn’t take long for Logan to pull an orgasm from Finn. Logan loves going down on Finn so making him finish was easy, without even being touched. Logan stood back up as Finn was fixing himself. He washed his hands and splashed some water on his face.
“Yeah” Finn is still trying to catch his breath as he finishes his belt. “I saw him.”
They get back to the team without drawing too much attention to themselves, again standing so close to each other but this time their pinkies are linked. Finn is all bright smiles the rest of the night while Logan is a bit more shy than normal. Blushing at the slightest joke.
Once the concert ended and everyone crawled back into their respective beds they still couldn’t get that boy out of their heads.
The next morning on the car ride to the airport Finn tapped on Logan's headphones and showed him his phone. He has typed out a tweet that had Leo (They eventually got his name from Sergei) tagged.
“I’ve never been to a Punk concert but @peanut made me fall in love <3” It had a picture of him and Logan, and another that was just Leo. Logan was tagged on the side. Logan nodded, smiling and clicks post for Finn.
What they weren't expecting was a response when they landed.
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deathsmallcaps · 3 years
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April’s Story
Shrek premiered 20 years ago this month! So I decided to honor it with my own illustrated version of the movie for my Win A Commission Contest! If you’d like to see the illustrations in context with the text, please
Once upon a time, there was a lovely Princess
But she had an enchantment upon her of an awful sort, that could only be broken by True Love's First Kiss
She was Locked away in a tower, guarded by a terrible fire-breathing Dragon
Many brave Knights had attempted to free from this dreadful prison, but none prevailed
She waited in the Dragon's keep, in the tallest room of the tallest tower. Where she waited for her True Love and True Love's First Kiss...
A large green hand ripped a page from the Book and revealed another part involving the whole kingdom celebrating on the Princess and her True Love's wedding day, laughing heartily as he slammed it shut.
"Like that's ever gonna happen!" A Scottish voice said dismissively. "What a load of-" A flush of a Toilet drowned out the last part of the sentence.
We look and see an outhouse. It was made of white birch wood, lashed together with a rope for a handle and a black crescent moon facing the right. There was some hanging moss on the tilted roof growing and a pathway of stones, weeds crowding in between. It was set right in front of a thick wood, facing towards a house. The strange thing about all of this is that the outhouse had plumbing with a flushing toilet.
The door slammed open, revealing no Prince Charming nor a Frog, but an Unlikely Hero: an Ogre. Yawning and stretching out before fixing his wedgie, he shook off a ripped page that was sticking to his shoe and stared at his house.
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He lived in a giant, white, hollowed out mangrove tree, the trunk thinning out into a perfect chimney. Moss, ivy and weeds grew all around or on top of it, and there was a crude door and some small windows set into the side.
The Ogre breathed in and left the outhouse with the door slamming behind him as he began his day.
Using a bucket and scraping up some mud, he carried it over to a branch. The ogre undressed and pulled on a rope, causing the mud to pour onto him. He made an “Oof!” sound when it first hit him, but continued scrubbing himself with the mud like it was soap. He drank the last dregs of the mud and then spat it out, ending the shower.
Then the Ogre brushed his teeth. He grabbed a red caterpillar, and squeezing it like a tube of toothpaste, pushed its innards onto a bone. He scrubbed well, getting the insides of his teeth, then the outsides. It turned his already unhealthy teeth greener, and the putrid goo shown in his hideous smile caused his mirror to shatter and fall onto the floor.
Next, he plunged himself into a lake and made a huge splash, turning himself right and getting ready; the Ogre let out a loud, horrendous and terrible gaseous fart that bubbled behind him. Feeling relieved and making an “innocent” pose with his finger to his lip, he turned to see that there was not one, not two but three red salmon floating up to the surface; murdered by the deadliness of the stench that continued to plague the rest of the underwater native wildlife. He grabbed the one next to him and proceeded to leave.
Later army crawling into a hollowed husk of a fallen tree, pointing diagonally skywards, the Ogre pushed out a ton of mud as he climbed his way forward like a commando in the trenches of a battlefield. The final mud slopped out as his stained face popped out.
He smiled as he found a green slug right outside the tree trunk. The Ogre grabbed it and the slug squirmed in alarm as it was picked up by a giant green hand, leaving the small maggots once underneath the slug exposed to the air.
Closer to sunset, near a lake with verdant hills in the distance, the Ogre began painting a new sign. Having picked out a broken off- plank of moldy wood form his outhouse, he didn’t bother with a base coat of white. He spent several hours painting. Once he finished, the Ogre placed his palette down, took a good look at his newest masterpiece, and out of sheer joy of satisfaction he kissed the ogre in the picture on the lips. It left red paint all across his lips as he posted it next to an older sign that said, "STAY OUT". It was a rather hideous portrayal of his face with red eyes and red writing that stated, “BEWARE OGRE".
After The Ogre had ate his fishy and sluggy dinner and had lit a fire with the strength of his belch, he sat back on the crocodile flesh recliner. Just as he was settling in, the Ogre's tiny trumpet ears picked up a disturbance in the Swamp.
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It was the sounds of people trespassing. With a groan he lurched to his feet and glanced out his window, spotting a group of Ogre Hunters in the far distance, mostly visible due to their torches. Within moments, the Ogre snuck outside his home and was tiptoeing behind them.
The Ogre Hunters, dressed mostly in green and sporting crappy haircuts, pushed aside the tall grass and foliage as they watched the Swamp House, lit from within by The Ogre’s Belch-Fire.
"Think it's in there?" The one with a bowl cut asked
"Alright... let's get it!" The one in the a tall hat declared, holding a torch and about to make a charge forward before he was stopped short by the one with the mustache next to him.
"Hold on, you know what that thing could do to you?" the mustached one said with fear.
"Yeah, it'll grind your bones for it's bread!" The one with the bowl cut told him.
They all froze when a loud chuckle echoed behind them.
Turning around, they saw the Ogre towering over them. He spoke in an almost friendly manner, but what he said was the opposite of friendly. “Ha, yes, well actually; that would be a giant!" He exclaimed, causing the men to back off. The Ogre stepped forward each time they stepped back. "Now Ogres, oh.. they're much worse! They'll make a suit from your freshly peeled skin!"
"No!" A man was horrified
"They'll shave your livers!"
“No!”
"And squeeze the jelly from your eyes!" The Ogre Hunters were cornered as the Ogre added, thoughtfully, "Actually it's quite good on toast."
The bearded Ogre Hunter swung torch at The Ogre’s face. "Back! Back, beast! Back! I warn ya!"
The Ogre simply raised an eyebrow before calmly licking his fingers and putting out his torch with a pinch and a smile.
"Right..." the Ogre Hunter dropped the extinguished torch.
The Ogre let loose an horrible and fearsome ear bursting roar directly into the faces of the cowering Ogre Hunters. Spit flew in their faces as their hair and hats were thrown back. They screamed in response as their torches extinguished as the roar continued. After a long moment, he stopped and wiped his mouth, but the Hunters continued to scream; when they finally stopped they looked like their wits had long been scared out of them.
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The Ogre leaned in and whispered to them as the crickets and other hidden wildlife in the night went on in the silence. "This is the part where you run away..."
With a yelp they immediately dropped all their pitchforks and weapons and bolted out of the swamp as the Ogre chortled to himself. The bowl cut Ogre Hunter tripped but kept running in desperation.
The Ogre laughed whole heartily and yelled after the retreating party. "And stay out!"
A piece of paper they must’ve left behind caught his attention. He picked it up, and saw that it had the face of a solemn elf with a green leaf hat and white beard. There were bags of gold drawn around it, but no explicit price was given, just the word, “Reward” written in red. Above it he read, "Wanted: Fairy Tale Creatures...".
He realized they had wanted to capture him for the reward money. He looked towards the fleeing villagers in disgust and shook his head, throwing the paper to the ground as he went back inside to spend the rest of the night in peace.
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The next day, as part of his new plan to get people to leave him alone, The Ogre set up some new new signs, even farther from his home. Just as he was setting up his last one (it had a green skull with the words ‘Keep Out!’ in the pupils), something ran into his butt.
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The Ogre turned around to face what appeared to be a terrified mini-donkey.
Someone yelled, "He's getting away! Get him!" and the sounds of guards in armor scared the little donkey into hiding behind The Ogre. "This way! Turn!"
The local Captain of the Guard and his men ran up, stopping when they all saw the tall Ogre who stood before them. "You there... Ogre" The Captain grabbed a scroll his waist
"Aye?" Was The Ogre’s reply, hands on his hips and now seemingly irritated that his day was once again involving contact with humans.
"By the order of Lord Farquaad... I am authorized to place you both under arrest and transport you to a designated resettlement... facility...?" The Captain's voice was shaking and nervous due to the face that the Ogre was walking towards him slowly, now standing right in front of him as a deafening silence fell.
"Oh really?" He asked, leaning down so he was face to face with the Captain. "You and what army?" He asked as his teeth glittered with a smile, glancing behind him.
The Captain turned around to see what was once left of his men as their halberds fell down and a shield spun around onto the ground like a coin. He turned back to the Ogre; the mini-donkey smiled as the Captain took his men's example and made a run for it.
Now that confrontation is over with, the Ogre shook his head and walked away; but the mini-donkey had nowhere else to go and decided to follow his accidental savior. He trotted behind him.
"Can I say something to you?" He asked with the Ogre walking on. "Listen, you were really, really, really somethin' back here. Incredible!"
Now fully irritated, The Ogre turned around. "Are you talkin' to..." The Ogre saw no one else, just the ground lit by the sunlight within the forest of the tall trees. The voice was clearly gone. "Me?" He blinked and shrugged, turning before giving out a startled yell as the Donkey now stood before him.
"Yes I was talkin' to you. Can I tell you that you was great back here? Those guards! They thought they were all of that. Then you showed up and bam!" The little donkey caught up to The Ogre before getting up onto his hoofs in front of The Ogre and made a martial arts move with his right hoof, stopping him again. "They were trippin' over themselves like babes in the wood. I loved seeing that, made me feel happy seeing that"
"Oh, that's great. Really." The Ogre sarcastically replied
"Man, it's good to be free!" The burrito declared as the Ogre turned to him.
"Now, why don't you go celebrate your freedom with own friends? Hmm?" He suggested, leaning down to the little donkey, before walking off again.
"But... I don't have any friends, and I'm NOT going out there by myself!" Exclaimed the creature. A flash of inspiration came to him. "Hey wait a minute, I got a great idea! I'll stick with you" Donkey returned happily to the Ogre, deaf to his annoyance. "You're a mean green fighting machine! With you, we'll scare the spit out of anybody who crosses us!"
The Ogre halted and regarded Donkey for a moment. Then seemingly out of the blue, he fully turned and gave off an all might roar right into the animal’s face; hoping this would scare him.
The mini-donkey just stared, now with an impressed look drawn on his face. "Oh, wow! That was really scary!"
The Ogre just frowned and stomped away.
"Now if that doesn’t work, your breath will certainly get the job done, 'cause you definitely need some Tic Tacs or something 'cause your breath STINKS!"
The Ogre continued walking, but then looked back when he didn’t hear the none-stop chatterbox for about five seconds, to his relief and hope that he lost the annoyance.
To his irritation and surprise, the donkey appeared looking down at him from above; atop of a fallen tree over The Ogre’s path.
"You almost burned the hair outta my nose, just like the time..."
The Ogre covered the donkey's mouth, muffling his little obnoxious tale. The donkey still did not shut up as he kept it held there; continuing to talk either way; The Ogre removed his hand. "Then I ate some berries, man I had some strong gasses leaking out of my butt that day!"
"WHY are you following me?!" The Ogre asked, losing patience; nothing could shut this donkey up and he just needed to get away right now.
"I'll tell you why!" The animal leaped off the tree as he followed the Ogre, before breaking out into obnoxious song. "Cause I'm all alone, there's no here beside meeeee." He stopped in front of the Ogre as he wiggled his butt, the Ogre's right eye was half closed and his left eye was twitching in madness as the mini-donkey continued. "My problems have all gone, there's no one to deride me... but you gotta have faith-"
"Stop singing!" The Ogre yelled, he grabbed the burrito by the ears and tail as he moved him out of his way. "It's no wonder you don't have any friends!"
"Wow, only a true friend would be that truly honest!" The small donkey claimed.
The Ogre only groaned "Listen, little donkey. Take a look at me: What am I?" He held out his arms and stood tall before him.
The burrito looked from the Ogre's shoes to his head, whose face looked irritated while he thought to himself. "Really tall?" was his first guess. The mini-donkey wasn’t sure what The Ogre was asking.
"No! I'm an Ogre, you know. ‘Grab your torch and Pitchforks!’ Doesn't that bother you?" He imitated an Ogre Hunter before asking.
Donkey shook his head
"Nope." came the response
"Really?" The Ogre was a bit surprised.
"Really, really" The creature happily assured.
"Oh," The Ogre was not too sure on what to say next.
"Man, I like you, what's your name?"
The Ogre looked a little surprised. For all his time living alone in the Swamp, no one had ever asked him of his name. He had always been The Ogre, not a true individual to the people around him.
"Uhh... Shrek." He replied after a moment, before continuing his walk home.
"Shrek?" Th little donkey echoed, seeing if he got it right before following the now and forever named Ogre himself. "Well, you know what I like about you Shrek? You got that kind of I-don't-care-what-nobody-thinks-of-me-thing I like that. I respect that Shrek. You all right."
He continued to follow Shrek up the hill as they came overhead across a small grassy meadow hill above that overlooked Shrek's Swamp. Donkey (for that was his name) stared looked at the scene before him.
"Whoa! Look at that. Who'd want to live in a place a like that?" He asked with a hint of disgust, mostly discomfort, in his voice.
"That... would be my home" Shrek claimed, his hands on his hips before heading down the other side of the hill.
Donkey could only blink in response, he had really put his hoof in it now. "Oh! And it is lovely! Just beautiful. You know you are quite a decorator. It's amazing what you've done with such a modest budget!"
Shrek only shook his head as he continued downwards.
"I like that boulder, that is a nice boulder." Donkey followed him down. He continued after Shrek once again and stopped in front of the three signs: "BEWARE OGRE", "STAY OUT" and "DANGER". Donkey took a look at each of them all and asked,"I guess you don't uh.. entertain that much do you?"
"I like my privacy." Shrek claimed as he kept walking to his front door, Donkey trotting after him.
"You know, I do too. That's another thing we have in common. Like I hate it when you got somebody in your face. You've trying to give them a hint and they won't leave. Then there's that big awkward silence you know?"
Shrek turned to face him, silently willing Donkey to understand that the creature had just described their exact situation.
"Can I stay with you?" Clearly Donkey did not receive the hint.
"Uh, what?"
"Can I stay with you, please?" He added in the magic word.
"Of course!" Shrek declared lightheartedly as he smiled.
"Really?" Donkey asked.
"No." Shrek bluntly denied.
"PLEASE! I don't wanna go back there! You know what it's like to be living like a freak!" Donkey reconsidered for a moment as he looked at the large green humanoid before him as he pushed Shrek onto his front door with his hooves. "Well, maybe you do. But that's why we gotta stick together! You gotta let me stay, please, please!" Donkey was getting hysterical.
"OKAY! Okay..." Donkey dropped to the floor as Shrek opened his door inwards as he gave his one little stipulation. "But one night only." He was about to enter before Donkey bolted in.
"Ah! Thank you!"
"What are you...?" Donkey leapt onto Shrek's crocodile skin recliner. "No, no!"
"This is gonna be fun! We can stay up late, swappin' manly stories and in the mornin," He trotted around on the chair before sitting down as he finished with: "I'm makin' waffles!"
"Oh!" Shrek groaned as he held his hands out, as though he was planning to strangle the noisy intruder.
Donkey looked around and asked him. "Where do, uh... I sleep?"
"Outside!" Shrek screamed irritably.
Donkey's ears drooped upon hearing that response. "Oh, well, I guess that's cool. I mean, I don't know you and you don't know me, so I guess outside is best, you know. Here I go." He sniffled as got off his recliner and walked out sadly,"Goodnight..." He told him as Shrek slammed the door on him.
The mini-donkey kept talking, of course. "You know, I do like the outdoors. I'm a Donkey. I was born outside. I'll just be sitting by myself outside, I guess, you know. By myself, outside!"
Shrek looked out before shaking his head and sighing to himself, walking away from the door to enjoy himself for the rest of the day as Donkey began singing the same annoyingsong again; although more sorrowfully.
"I'm all alone, there's no one here besides me..."
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That night, as the cauldron hanging by chains over the firepit bubbled solemnly; Shrek was enjoying himself with a nice dinner while Donkey was locked outside of his home. He dropped a eye on a stick into his martini glass and slurped it down as he looked at his dinner before him. There was a slug with orange eyes, what appeared to be green grapes, a jar of eyes, spice, worm stuffed pumpkin and a nice large piece of cooked skinless meat on his plate.
These were the times he enjoyed the most out of his solitary life, he was home, nice and warm and he wasn't bothered by anyone at all. Though he had to pause and glance at his front door. Shrek had ... mixed feelings about his new acquaintance. He talked WAY too much, but he was also the first person in a very long time to actually treat Shrek like a person.
He shook his head and sighed, scooting in further to his table as he felt that there was just something missing from the layout of the table. The man he figured out what ir was. He brought his hand to his ear and started to pull hard and painfully as the earwax built up came out like a spear and placed it atop a candle platform; lighting the wick made of ear hair afterwards with a match. Now he can enjoy his meal alone.
The same could not be said for Donkey, who peeked sadly into the window before making his way back to the front door. He laid down as he smiled bittersweetly and went to sleep at his new friend's doorstep.
Shrek continued to eat and enjoy his meal until the sound of his door creaking interrupted his silence.
He put his fork and knife on the table as he got up. "I thought I told you to stay outside." He was hoping to shove Donkey back outside, if that was what had come in.
"I am outside." Donkey’s voice came from the window.
In confusion, Shrek turned and saw a shadow move across the wall. Who was now moving around near his table? He returned and observed it. Everything was normal underneath the table, but then he heard voices from above.
"Well, gents, it's a farcry from the farm, but what choice do we have?" A blind mouse asked, tripping over Shrek's fork.
"It's not home, but it'll do just fine!" The second of the blind mice knocked over the jar full of eyeballs, spilling out the contents.
"What a lovely bed" The third of the blind mice was bouncing on the Slug, Shrek immediately caught him.
"Got ya!" However it escaped his grasp.
"I found some cheese" the third mouse said, biting Shrek's left ear.
"OW!" He cried in pain, grabbing at the mouse again who was now on his other shoulder.
"Blah! Awful stuff!" The tiny rodent jumped down onto the spoon and inadvertently launched a piece of gravy towards Shrek's left eye, which he wiped away immediately.
"Is that you Gordon?" One of them asked.
"How did you know?" A different one asked back.
"Enough!" Shrek grabbed all three of them by the tail, flipping the wooden spoon off the left side of the table as he turned his back and demanded angrily.
"What are you doing in my house?" The dinner on his table was then violently shoved off and Shrek's back was hit with an gold and glass fashioned coffin, labeled, ‘Here lies Snow White, under the curse by the Poison Apple infected by the Sleeping Death curse’.
"Hey!" He turned and saw the Seven Dwarves, one of the waved at Shrek.
"Oh, no, no, no. Dead broad OFF the table!" He shoved her coffin back to the Dwarves
"Where are we supposed to put her? The Bed's taken!" They shoved the coffin back to him.
"Huh?" Shrek stopped short. He hurried to his bed and opened the curtain separating the rooms and gasped. There laid comfortably and in grandmother's clothing, was a wolf of all creatures.
"What?" The Wolf asked irritably.
Shrek was now on the verge of rage, he dragged the Wolf out of bed and held him in the air through his house as the Seven Dwarves made themselves comfortable.
"I live in a swamp, I put up signs! I'm a terrifying Ogre!" He shoved his door open outwards. "What do I have to do to get a little privacy?!" He screamed as he threw the Wolf out of his house.
Then he saw a sight that would haunt him forever. "Oh no... oh no!" Shrek bellowed.
His Swamp. His lovely, silent, peaceful Swamp was no longer the way he intended it to be. It was now swarming with many, many Fairytale Creatures; many, many beings now living in his precious Swamp. Even the old woman brought her entire shoe to his Swamp, with many children running around. Tents were set up, fairies roamed around in the air, Pinocchio and a short yellow elf with a cone shaped hat were arguing and many people were conversing with each other.
“No!" A witch flew past him. "NO!" He screamed out, three more witches came zooming past him and Shrek had to jump for cover as they came flying down with elves helping them land.
"Wha?" Shrek turned his head to the side with the old woman hanging her clothes with a child and two other children pushing each other.
"Hey, don't push!" A girl in the blue shrieked.
The Pied Piper in red was calling over rats with his flute while many other Fairytale Creatures were waiting in line towards Shrek's Outhouse.
In the meantime, Papa and Baby Bear were sitting by the fire, the latter upset and being comforted by his father; no Mama Bear in sight, as many other Fairytale Creatures warmed themselves up by the fire before them. Elves, Lepricons, Dwarves, Fairies, Witches, Pigs, Wolves, a Unicorn and any Fairytale Creature you can think of were all there in Shrek's Swamp; shattering his peace.
"What are you doing in my Swamp?!" Shrek roared out as he got up, his voice echoed all over the sound of his Swamp; everyone and everything came an abrupt half as it was followed by screams and gasps. The Dwarves who held bowls to be fed with soup from the cauldron by the witch dropped them, the three fairies of Sleeping Beauty flew in the tent to hide and two Dwarves ducked out of sight and appeared holding each other out of fear behind a branch.
Shrek wasn't going to have all this; he eyed everyone and began to walk to some Elves and Dwarves. "Alright, get out of here. All of you, move it! Come on! Let's go! Hapaya! Hapaya! Hey! Quickly, come on!" He shooed them all backwards but some of the Dwarves and fairies ran into his home as Shrek turned back. "No, no! No, no. Not there, not there!" He ran after them as they slammed the door on him and a little green fairy, the door now unable to open despite his best efforts.
He stopped and turned to face the large group before them, especially on Donkey.
"Hey don't look at me, I didn't invite them!" Donkey replied.
"Oh, gosh, no one invited us" Pinocchio confirmed.
"What?!" Shrek came over, demanding to know what happened.
"We were forced to come here" He told the Ogre.
"By who?" He was flabbergasted until one of the Three Pigs told him.
“Lord Farquaad. He huffed and he puffed and he... signed an eviction notice." His brothers nodded in agreement.
"Alright. Who knows where this Farquaad guy is?" Shrek asked.
Everyone looked around at each other with no answer, until Donkey answered. "Oh, I do. I know where he is!"
"Does anybody ELSE know where to find him? Anyone at all?" Shrek was desperate to not to go with Donkey of all people.
"Me! Me!" Donkey tried to get his attention, jumping comically into the air. Baby Bear held his paw up, but was stopped by his father.
"Anyone?" Big Bad Wolf and a Green Wizard pointed to each other while Donkey continued
"Oh! Oh, pick me! Oh, I know! I know! Me, me!"
"Okay... fine." He reigned himself to being annoyed; Shrek knew that he would either go with Donkey or risk asking a human. "Attention, all Fairytale... things. Do not get comfortable, your welcome is officially worn out. In fact, I'm going to see this guy Farquaad right now and get you all off my land and back where you came from!" He pointed to the left before the entire crowd went wild.
Shrek shook his head and groaned before walking, four birds draping him in a flower cloak. "Doh!" He swatted them away as he sharply pointed directly at Donkey. "You. You're comin' with me" He told him darkly as he shoved the cape off him and started walking, the birds returning and dropping a flower crown on his head.
"Alright, that's what I like to hear man: Shrek and Donkey, two stalwart friends, off on a whirlwind big-city adventure. I love it!" Donkey rushed after the ogre.
Shrek tried to grab torch from a Dwarf while walking. He refused to let go, so Shrek simply shook him and then dropped the dwarf into the water where the dwarf resurfaced moments later.
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"On the road again, sing it with me, Shrek. I can't to get on the road again!"
“What did I say about singing?" Shrek sharply turned to Donkey and grabbed his flower crown before throwing it off of him. They crossed a log that bridged the area between Shrek’s little island and the rest of the swamp.
"Can I whistle?" Donkey asked.
"No."
"Can I hum it?"
"Alright, hum it."
Donkey continued to hum ‘On the Road Again’ while Shrek
focused on the road ahead.
The two heroes marched off into the woodlands while being waved off by all creatures.
Art Explanation
So, it’s obvious I copied the title from the movie! It sure did make my life easier!
And I used a lot of references for my pictures. I hoped to make them true to the movie as possible.
The second picture is possibly my favorite, although I didn’t enjoy drawing all the scenery. It isn’t my specialty.
The third picture was fun! I remember being very jealous of Shrek’s belch power when I was little, lol.
To be honest, the fourth picture was my least favorite. It felt too busy.
The fifth picture is my other favorite, because it has Donkey!
The last picture was hard, for sure. I wanted to ge their reflections right, and not make the background look too crappy. It’s hard to adapt things from such a dark scene. But I think it turned out alright, although the scaling is a little funny :).
So, I was hoping to not have to write out these scenes myself, because it’s ten whole minutes of a movie and let me tell you, it’s hard to do from scratch. Luckily, I found a version, which I’ve left a link for below. I just polished it a bit.
Anyways, I hope you’ve enjoyed!
SOURCE
https://m.fanfiction.net/s/450448/1/Shrek-Adaptation
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