Title: Make a Record of My Heart
Author: Meg /
juniperlane /
betternovembersRating: NC-17
Warnings: Sex, swearing, lyrics, mentions of Pitchfork.
Pairing: Penny/Sheldon
Summary: The continuing adventures of a certain lead singer, and her band. In this installment: a road trip adventure to Cincinnati.
Word Count: 7278.
Disclaimer: The Big Bang Theory and various song
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IT IS AS EPIC AND FANTASTIC AS I KNEW IT WOULD BE. IT MAKES ME SO HAPPY, AND THE ENTIRE THING IS JUST. RIDICULOUS.
HERE ARE THE THINGS THAT I LOVE THE VERY MOST:
First off, Penny, it is after noon on a Tuesday, and you are a lazy asshole, and absolutely zero rules have been violated.
LOL FOR BERNADETTE. LOL FOREVER.
Sheldon looks as if he's just been informed the zombie apocalypse has started-half shell-shocked, half ready to go into a battle frenzy.
I DON'T EVEN KNOW, OKAY?! ZOMBIES AND SHELDON MAKES MY BRAIN GO ALL WONKY.
Sheldon takes over on the chorus, and she sings harmony. Their voices weave around each other, and on the third line - the slight pause, the kick drum, and there's the rest of band coming in to fill out the spaces in between her guitar and Sheldon's keys. Leonard's making those chimey guitar sounds he's so obsessed with-clear, ringing notes an octave above them all. Raj is laying down a steady beat, leaning into the mic every time he joins her on the oohs, and she's got the sound of Howard's cymbals on the eights in her ear.
That section is just. Jeeze. HEY, DO YOU LIKE MUSIC? BECAUSE IT'S HARD TO TELL FROM THE WAY THAT YOU WRITE IT SO FUCKING WELL.
"Detroit," Sheldon supplies, almost instantly, even though he's been pretty quiet this entire time.
OMG DETROIT. I WASN'T EXPECTING IT AND IT CAME UP AND KICKED ME IN THE TEETH. JESUS FUCK, THAT IS SO FUCKING SWEET.
“Don't think you can't be replaced by a drum machine, Howard Wolowitz. Are we clear?”
HAHAHA. HAHAHAHAHAHA. ACE.
Alright, this is already epically long, but just know that you took these characters and made them so fantastic, and your Sheldon/Penny is perfect, and man. I can't even.
Well done, friend. Well fucking done.
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Thank you about a million times over for... everything.
HEY, REMEMBER THAT TIME YOU MENTIONED TO ME IN PASSING, OH, AND YEAH, I HAVE LIKE 800 WORDS OF ONE WHERE THEY'RE IN A BAND, AND THEN I FLIPPED MY SHIT?
Good times.
Your turn now :D :D :D
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