She Used To Be Mine (Waitress) - annapantsu cover.
It Took Me By Surprise - Maria Mena.
Oleander - Mother Mother.
Hopping - 4everfreebrony.
Strangers - Scratch21.
We Were (feat. Ckibe & FritzyBeat) - Exiark.
|Anna| Hellfire (The Hunchback of Notre-Dame).
Tourner Dans Le Vide - Indila.
Paramore - Let This Go .
*SPOILERS* (Songs based on the story arcs I haven’t written/posted about yet):
Ready As I'll Ever Be - From "Tangled: The Series".
Just a lie - Chickensteve (apparently, it got deleted :/).
Trusting You - Megaphoric feat. Joaftheloaf.
(More songs may be added in the future).
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Higuel Challenge: Shuffled iTunes Song AUs
My internet shot me in the foot. For over 2 hours. So, I eventually challenged myself to shuffle all my iTunes songs. For each song that played, I had 10 timed minutes to think of a Higuel idea and write it fast. (sometimes I cheated and lengthened the min) These are the (mostly) unedited results.
1) Pokemon Mystery Dungeon Final Boss Battle
Miguel stood before the towering gateway and absently rubbed a thumb along one of the pokéballs on his belt. The Champion. The last person to defeat and he’d be the strongest trainer in the region.
He pushed open the gate and stepped inside the grand room. Across the battle field stood a throne. On that throne, a young man lounged with a arcanine curled around the base. The room was warmed by the torches scattered throughout the room.
“So,” the black haired man kicked his feet off the armrest. “You must be Miguel Rivera.”
“Estás Hiro Hamada, sí?”
The large canine pushed itself to its feet and stretched as the Champion slid to his feet. The Champion rolled his shoulders and cracked his neck with a sloppy smile. Leisurely, the man strode across the playing field and shook his hand. They parted as Hiro gestured toward one side of the court.
“Take your place.” Hamada stuffed pale hands into hoodie pockets. “And watch yourself lose.”
Miguel snorted. Despite the nerves making his hands shake, he knew his pokémon trusted him. And he in turn trusted them. They’d win and show the cocky guy a thing or two about teamwork.
He took his place and shifted into a battle stance. Hiro called out. “You know the rules. Now, begin!”
Instinct prompted Miguel to send out his trusted smeargle. “Dante!”
2) Angle in Blue Jeans – Train
“No, I never got his name.” Miguel strummed the guitar. “Or time to find out anything, I loved him just the same.”
The crowd at the café listened as he performed on the stage. It was a small time gig, but a paying gig all the same. He thoughts strayed to the young man who had inspired the song. Black hair. Brown eyes. Charmingly arrogant smile.
“No I road a different road, and sang a different song…”
He tapped his foot. The man was a mystery. He met him once at a nightclub. The DJ had played some fast beat song but Miguel was busy watching the dancers from a corner. He thought about joining them. But he was a fresh face in a fresh country. How would he fit in?
A young man with wild hair and a strange group bounced his way over to him, grabbed his hand, and tugged him to the dance-floor. He had tried to excuse himself. The man was clearly tipsy and possibly dared to drag him along, but then the guy had tilted his head with a small smirk and said.
“Dance me if you dare.”
And then he bust into a move that had Miguel cracking into giggles so he joined along and danced. It was fast and it was crowded but brown eyes kept him moving.
“I’ll love him till my last breath’s gone.”
His gaze skimmed the audience. A young man, though shadowed by the dim lights, weaved among the crowd. Miguel tilted his head at the fluff of black hair. Familiar black hair.
Huh.
3) Fireflies – Owl City Piano Version
Miguel never imagined he’d find himself standing in a hot air balloon. Let alone in one with a handsome face. It was a serene afternoon and the sun was setting. Soft blue blended into a warm orange-gold. Clouds drifted together among the array of colors. It was a beautiful sight, but all he could focus on was the warm smile watching him.
He pivoted in the small space and sidled closer to Hiro’s side. “It’s picture-perfect.”
“Yeah,” the man agreed. “I could look at you forever.”
Miguel snorted and punched his shoulder lightly. “Even when I’m old and wrinkly?”
“You’d age well.” Hiro gathered him into a hug. “Like fine wine.”
Miguel giggled against the shoulder. “No wonder abuelita adores you.”
“I’m the best.” Hiro agreed and murmured into his ear. “But you’re even better.”
4) Put You in a Song – Keith Urban
Hiro snapped his fingers as Miguel played the guitar. Hiro sang and swayed to the beat in their room. “Well here you come again, and you’re looking so fine.”
Miguel stifled a sigh as the man continued to practice the song to woo the ‘love of his life’. Apparently the older man had found someone ‘sweeter than sugar’ that he just had to date. Hiro had roped him into playing the chords while Hiro sang the country song.
Honestly, why Hiro would drag him into his wooing practices was beyond him. It was a good thing he was such a good friend or else Hiro would be without a guitarist. That, and Miguel was so-totally-not-in-love with his best friend.
“You don’t notice me, but it’s alright.”
Got that right. Miguel grumbled inwardly and missed a chord. Hiro shot him a glance but worked with the misstep.
“I’m just a guy who wishes I could be your man someday.”
And then Hiro danced his way to his side and Miguel had to grind his teeth to stop the blush. Hiro circled him.
“A picture paints a thousand words, it’s true.”
Hands trailed along his shoulder and through his hair. Probably practicing his moves for the girl.
“But it’s still not enough about you.”
Miguel stopped playing and snapped. “Would you stop that?”
Hiro snapped away, wide-eyed. “What?”
“Don’t–I mean that. Stop treating me like I’m the girl you’re trying to–to!” He growled as the words wouldn’t string together properly. “I know you’re practicing for the actual thing, but stop doing that.”
Hiro frowned at him. “They were right…” The man sighed and shifted. “You can be really dense.”
Miguel stared a beat. “What?”
Hiro cleared his throat and sang. “I wanna put you in my car, and, drive…roll down my windows and shout it out:”
“I love this boy.”
Oh.
5) Come Home Soon – JoaftheLoaf on Youtube
He stared at the sky through the window of his castle walls. In the light of the moon, he thought he could see the faint outline of a face. An achingly familiar face.
“100 years since you’ve been gone.” He muttered and skimmed his gaze across the chamber.
A guitar lay propped beside his dresser. As he strode to the instrument, his gold colored robe flowed around him. Crystals sewn into the fabric sparkled from where the moonlight reflected off them. Gold for the sun. Crystals for the stars. His heart hurt at the thought.
He bared the burden of sun and moon alone.
Softly, he sang. “Please, come back soon.” He grabbed the guitar. “Cause I can’t do this without you.”
He wandered back to the window and opened the glass. He stepped out and onto the lone balcony and settled atop the waiting chair. Strings hummed beneath his fingers as the young man, older than centuries, played.
The guards who stood in the courtyard listened to the wistful song. Just as their fathers or mothers had listened during their time as guards, so too did they listen.
The heartbroken ruler let his voice flow throughout the night. Magic amplified his voice to project to the one banished among the stars. The banished one had lost himself grief after the loss of his brother. As for him? He lost his best friend.
“Return safely soon, cause I miss you.”
Yes, I listen to country. Shut your moth.
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