#also @fencecollapsed seems to like it a lot

[takingback-thepenguin]

Look Through My Eyes

In the same kind of situation as Trust In Me (meaning that the Hive has siren powers), I decided to do a soft Paulkins fic. 

Despite Paul no longer being infected, he still retains his siren song ability. So when Emma has a nightmare and can’t fall back asleep, she asks Paul to sing to her.

Also originally the Hive eyes weren’t going to be a part of this, but due to the conversations I’ve had with the lovely @fencecollapsed and @mooooooosicals, as well as the art they’ve both drawn (check their stuff out honestly both of them are amazing artists!) it’s kinda become a reoccurring thing.

“No! No! Please no!” Emma cried out, hoping that someone would listen. Her eyes flicked up towards the puppet that stood in place of the man she’d come to see as a father figure. “Professor Hidgens! Please!” However, he ignored her as she was dragged down the hallway. “Paul! Please oh God Paul! Please don’t do this. I don’t want to die!” But Paul didn’t seem to hear her either, his once ocean blue eyes now cerulean and soulless. The Hive brought her into one of the hospital rooms, strapping her into a chair. Once they were sure she couldn’t get away, Paul knelt down to her height. “It’s inevitable, Emma.” He sang leaning over her, his mouth dripping with blue. With the last burst of fight she could muster, Emma screamed.

Bolting up in her bed with a scream, Emma looked around the dark room. It was quite the difference from the room she’d been dreaming about. And unlike in her nightmare, she found comforting warm arms around her. “Shhh, it’s okay Em. It was just a nightmare.” Emma shifted, turning to look at her boyfriend as he turned on the light. “Do you want to talk about it?” Paul asked softly.

“I was back in the Clivesdale Hospital.” Paul paled, needing no further explanation. What had happened at the hospital had still haunted him as well. Thankfully though, PEIP had gotten there before the Hive could’ve killed Emma, and after a few weeks, Paul had been cured, with the rest of the people in Hatchetfield following suit.

“I can promise you, Em. Nothing like that is ever going to happen again. We’ve all been cured, and the meteor’s been destroyed.” Emma let out a breath she hadn’t realized she’d been holding. Paul’s words were reassuring. But unfortunately, no matter how many times he’d said that he’d been cured, her brain would give her nightmares about the time before.

“Tell that to my nightmares.” She hadn’t meant to snark him (this time), but the nightmare had terrified her. But it seemed he hadn’t realized, and Emma could practically hear the gears turning in his head.

“Would you like me to help you fall back asleep?” He asked softly, his eyes scanning hers.

“You mean use your trick?” She asked, voice barely a whisper. Even though Paul had been cured, oddly, he still retained some of his powers, one of those being his siren song.

“Well, yeah. If you want me to.” Emma felt herself smile, glad that Paul was gentlemanly enough to ask her for her permission first.

“Sure, why not. It’ll make shit a hell of a lot easier.” And it was better than another sleepless night. With a nod Paul turned the lamp off, rolled back over, and brought her close. Emma smiled, playfully bumping her nose against his.

“Hey!” He replied, scrunching his nose in response, although his tone was teasing. “I can’t concentrate with you bumping me.” Emma let out a chuckle before growing silent. Although she wasn’t sure how Paul’s powers worked, what she did know was that he needed to be free of distractions.

Gently Paul brought his hand up to Emma’s cheek to maneuver her, however Emma nuzzled into the warmth of it. Once her eyes met Paul’s, she noticed they began to glow. “Focus on me, Em.” Paul said, pitching his voice low as the cerulean of the Hive crept back into his eyes. Emma had to admit that it was nice to watch; the colors danced around each other, beckoning her to look deeper. “There are things in life you learn and oh in time you’ll see.” As she watched the colors in Paul’s eyes swirl, Emma realized she vaguely recognized the song. “Cause out there somewhere, it’s all waiting. If you keep believing.”

Paul gently brushed his thumb over her cheek, moving it in time to the song. “So don’t run. Don’t hide. It will be alright.” Emma let out a yawn. “You’ll see, trust me. I’ll be there watching over you.” Although her mind was starting to feel a bit hazy as she floated on the melody, she knew that the lyrics spoke the truth. Paul was there for her. And he’d always been there for her, even before the meteor had struck Hatchetfield. “Just take a look through my eyes. There’s a better place somewhere out there.” Emma’s muscles began to relax, and she slowed her breathing. “Just take a look through my eyes. Everything changes. You’ll be amazed what you’ll find. If you look through my eyes.”

Although Paul was hoping he wouldn’t have to sing more of the song, it looked like getting Emma back to sleep would take a little bit more time than he originally thought. Usually, she would be out cold by the end of the first chorus, but he guessed her nightmare had really shaken her. “There will be times on this journey, where all you see is darkness.” He continued, glowing eyes trained on Emma’s. “But out there somewhere, daylight finds you. If you keep believing.” He noticed Emma’s eyelids were starting to droop. “So don’t run. Don’t hide. It will be alright.” He continued to brush his thumb gently across her cheek. “You’ll see, trust me. I’ll be there watching over you.” He would always watch over her and watch out for her. Although he knew Emma could take care of herself, she wasn’t always the best at doing so, and her stubbornness made things worse.

“Just take a look through my eyes.” Emma felt his hand leave her cheek, and she sleepily pouted at him. Paul let out a chuckle, and Emma soon felt his hand softly running through her hair. Relaxing into the sensation, her eyes began to get heavier. “There’s a better place somewhere out there.” Her eyes slid closed and she snuggled closer into Paul. “Just take a look through my eyes.” She began to drift off and although a part of her had been worried, the sound of Paul’s voice wrapped around her, protecting her from any possible nightmares. “Everything changes. You’ll be amazed what you’ll find. If you look through my eyes.” Although she didn’t realize it, a peaceful smile had snuck onto her lips.

With Emma asleep in his arms, Paul smiled; singing wasn’t something he often did (especially since he was no longer infected), but he had to admit he enjoyed helping Emma get back to sleep this way. He’d even go so far as to admit that it helped him sleep better as well, especially once he knew that Emma felt safe. Kissing the top of Emma’s head, he spoke, voice barely a whisper. “Sweet dreams, Em.”

#the guy who didn't like musicals #the guy who didnt like musicals #paulkins #paul matthews #emma perkins #starkid #hatchetfield #tgwdlm #okay to reblog #mine #my writing #i made an ao3 so i could just link my stuff and yet i'm posting the actual thing anyway

[takingback-thepenguin]

tgwdlm!

Since you just gave me the show, I guess I'll answer all of them!

1. favorite character?

It's a four way tie between Paul, Emma, Bill, and the Hatchetfield Bee!

2. favorite person to play said favorite character?

Uh...Jon and Lauren if we're going with the actual show. But also going to add @fencecollapsed for Paul, @graceschasity (as well as our friend Martine) for Emma, @miacheezytoon for Bill, and myself for the Hatchetfield Bee.

3. character you relate to the most?

Definitely Paul, Emma, and Bill. I can be a bit forgetful but also loyal like Paul, I'm snarky and sarcastic like Emma, and I can be enthusiastic, loyal, and sweet like Bill.

4. character you would most like to play?

I got to play Hot Chocolate Boy and the Hatchetfield Bee in a liveread, so I'll list someone different. I'd love to play either Emma or Melissa, even though I'm not a great singer.

5. character you would most like to meet?

Probably Bill, Emma, Paul, or Melissa! I think I'd get along really well with those four.

6. most underrated character?

You know...I'm not actually sure? But for some reason my mind is saying Bill or Deb even though I've personally seen a lot of love for both of them.

7. favorite sung line(s)?

I've said it before when talking about tgwdlm, I love the line "But what will I let in if I let it out?". Other favorite sung lines are "Oh he pines after a cute little barista, isn't that worth a show stopping fiesta?" because I love Lauren's voice there, "What an ass, what a bitch, what a cuck!" because it makes me laugh, "Should we kill him? Should we kill him?" because of the Dracula arms/aggressive dabbing, "Put your words to lyrics and you're playin' the game now." because I think it's a cool lyric, and "It's the ciiiiircle of life!!!" Because god that cracked me up and I love Bill!

8. favorite spoken line(s)?

Probably my top favorite is "Who is it!?!?" "Professor Hidgens!!!" "Don't lie to me whoever you are, I'M Professor Hidgens!!!" because that was the line that made me say "I HAVE to watch this show!" I laughed so hard when I first heard it and I still do. Other great ones are "Sing the beginning of Moana!", "It's crabfest, Alice! You're killing me!", "I'm gonna kick your...head!", and "Now Paul...get in a trashcan."

9. first song you heard from the show?

I think the opening number?

10. song you play on repeat?

Let It Out and Inevitable.

11. song you skip when it comes on shuffle?

Prefacing this with the fact that I love Jeff Blim and I think he's amazing, but probably You Tied Up My Heart (because I'm very specific with the slow love ballads that I like and there aren't many), and America Is Great Again (because it has amazing harmonies but it's scary to listen to when you think about the implications and with that song I always do).

12. most underrated song?

While it's not my favorite, You Tied Up My Heart is probably the most underrated.

13. favorite head cannon?

The Hive has siren powers! It would explain why no one really left the room while the infected people were singing, and while Charlotte even seemed drawn to Sam in You Tied Up My Heart.

14. three words that describe this show?

It was inevitable.

15. overall rate?

11/10, I wish I could forget what I knew so I could go back and rewatch it for the first time again.

#answered #i speak #tgwdlm