Drabble/Music Meme
I'm trying to get rid of my writing problem, so I decided to do this little meme right here.
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these then post them.
Of course I chose SPN, both J2 and Wincest and it's unbeta'd this time, because it's no biggie and I'm only posting this at my journal.
At the end of each drabble, I posted the part of the song lyrics I used as inspiration. Hope you enjoy :)
1. All You Need Is Love - The Beatles, Sam/Dean
Once in a while Dean wondered how the hell he was supposed to keep on dealing with the crap he had to see on an almost daily basis. Dean was a strong, secure person and he didn't do emo, he'd just start asking himself questions. How long until Sam would leave again? How long until Dean himself couldn't do it anymore? How long, how much, how many of them would it take for them both to break?
Then he'd look at his little brother, see love and trust shining in hazel eyes, and he'd realize every goddamn time that it was worth it to keep fighting. There wasn't nearly enough to make them break.
There's nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.
- It's easy.
All you need is love.
2. Soulmate - Natasha Bedingfield, Jared/Jensen
Jensen knew their routine. Short, stolen kisses in between scenes; meetings in the night and awkward goodbyes in the mornings. He didn't know it any other way and he was content, relaxed and okay. Maybe not happy, but it was enough. Jensen knew it could be different with a partner who was ready to come out to the public. Someone who wasn't ashamed of their relationship and his feelings.
But Jensen was content, relaxed and okay. He just sometimes wished he felt this deep connection with someone else.
Here we are again, circles never end
How do I find the perfect fit
There's enough for everyone
But I'm still waiting in line
3. Sweet Home Alabama - Lynyrd Skynyrd, Sam/Dean
Sam hated that song, he hated it with all his being. They weren't even from Alabama, goddamn it. He had learned to endure Dean's taste in music, but sometimes he was ready to shock Dean enough to make him crash the car into the next rock, just so this damn music would stop.
Then again, when his brother was carefree like this, singing along on the top of his lungs, and wearing the goofiest smile on his lips, Sam couldn't help loving this song. He loved everything that made Dean happy, it had always been that way, and if that meant he had to sit through Lynyrd Skynyrd, then he was happy to do so.
Big wheels keep on turning,
carry me home to see my kin,
singing songs about the Southland.
4. Help! - The Beatles, Sam/Dean
"Oh, Dean, come on."
"No, dude. Step off!"
"Let me help you, man, it's not a big thing."
"Sammy, for the last time, I can do this on my own."
"Fine."
"Fine."
* * *
"Dean?"
"Yeah?"
"Why are you lying on the floor?"
"I can't move."
"... I warned you not to take a lumbago lightly. It's not a shame to get old, dude."
When I was younger, so much younger than today,
I never needed anybody's help in any way.
5. Lose My Breath - Destiny's Child, Jared/Jensen
Sex during conventions wasn't the smartest thing to do, but those damn fangirls just kept on fucking groping Jared and he was just a man after all. It's not like it left him completely cool and chilled when tons of girls had their paws all over him. It was only a natural response of his body to search for some sort of relief.
And if it found that relief in shoving a very willing Jensen against the next wall of a stall in an, thankfully, empty public restroom, pulling down his trousers and swirling him around to face the wall, then it wasn't Jared's fault. Neither was it when he began pounding into Jensen, breath coming in short gasps and clinging to his hips hard enough to leave bruises. Nope.
It was the fault of those damn, perverted fangirls and their grabby hands, thank you.
Can you keep up?
Baby boy, make me lose my breath
Bring the noise, make me lose my breath
6. Save The Last Dance For Me - Michael Bublé, Sam/Dean
Sam didn't mind girls groping his brother. He knew that the smile Dean gave them was nothing like the ones only Sam knew. And maybe Dean was flirting, but jeez, he was a guy and a guy was damn well allowed to flirt. And while they were pressing their, much likely fake, tits into his brother's face whilst trying to talk him into dancing with them, Sam leaned back and watched them with an amused smile on his face.
They could grope Dean all they wanted, because in the end Sam was the only one who got groped by Dean.
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me
7. With Or Without You - U2, Sam/Dean
Sam had tried to leave many times; times that his brother didn't even know about. He had faced all kinds of spirits, vampires, werewolves and demons, but when it came to facing Dean, Sam was a coward. He had packed in the middle of the night, ready to go, just somewhere, anywhere else than where they were. He loved his brother with all his heart, but he always had wanted to start over. Maybe go back to school, find a girl, settle down and have 2.5 kids. He knew that if he stayed with his brother, he would never have this.
It had always turned when he had been at the door. It had always just taken one look back at his sleeping brother and Sam couldn't leave anymore, ready to stay and accept the life he was forced to live. He'd unpacked his bag and climbed back into bed with Dean, wrapped himself around his sleeping form and just held on, silently wondering how long it'd take this time until he'd be ready to leave again.
Through the storm we reach the shore
You give it all but I want more
8. Crazy Little Thing Called Love - Queen, Jared/Jensen
Love made you do the craziest things and no one knew that better than Jared. He'd always been kind of a dork, but right now, sitting in the audience and watching Jensen play, he felt like the craziest and biggest fangirl in history. Maybe he should've made a poster, or maybe he should've ordered a customized Jensen-shirt, just to underline his fangirl-being.
When the play ended he was the one clapping the loudest and yelling Jensen's name like there was no tomorrow and he guessed he was being a dork enough to make up for the lack of a poster and Jensen-shirt.
This thing called love i just can't handle it
This thing called love i must get round to it
I ain't ready
Crazy little thing called love
9. Hurt - Johnny Cash, Sam/Dean
Sam had always known that he couldn't live without his brother. It had been for pure selfish reasons when he had tried everything to save Dean, to keep the Deal from coming due, because he was the one who would be alone when it all came down. He had lost anyway and he could've tried all he wanted, he still could, but there was no way to bring his brother back. When Dean died, Sam had been sure that his own heart would just stop beating too, that he'd follow Dean, because there was no way he was supposed to keep breathing after Dean had left him. As it turned out, Sam was still alive.
But as he was staring at the sky, black with strikes of dirty yellow in it, the sun long turned into a dark red ball and he could hear cries in the distance, he knew that he'd stopped living a long time ago.
What have I become,
My sweetest friend,
Everyone I know,
Goes away in the end,
And you could have it all,
My empire of dirt,
I will let you down,
I will make you hurt
10. A Wish For Something More - Amy MacDonald, Jared/Jensen
There were times when Jensen was sure he could see something in Jared's eyes, something other than friendship anyway. Something like the searing, all consuming heat he felt when he looked at Jared's eyes, his floppy hair or, God help him, even his damn dimples. Jensen knew it was just his own wishful thinking and not reality, but no one had ever said that you couldn't be happy with what you were merely imagining.
When he stood in his trailer, sweating and tired and ready to fall asleep on the spot, worn out from a long day of shooting and Jared just waltzed in, grabbing him to plant the sloppiest kiss on his lips, accompanied by the worst smelling breath Jensen had noticed in a long time, he remembered also that no one had ever said that wishful thinking couldn't be based on reality.
And you look at me and say I’m your best friend every day
But I wish for something, wish for something more
Oh I love you like a friend, but lets not pretend
How I wish for something, wish for something more
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these then post them.
Of course I chose SPN, both J2 and Wincest and it's unbeta'd this time, because it's no biggie and I'm only posting this at my journal.
At the end of each drabble, I posted the part of the song lyrics I used as inspiration. Hope you enjoy :)
1. All You Need Is Love - The Beatles, Sam/Dean
Once in a while Dean wondered how the hell he was supposed to keep on dealing with the crap he had to see on an almost daily basis. Dean was a strong, secure person and he didn't do emo, he'd just start asking himself questions. How long until Sam would leave again? How long until Dean himself couldn't do it anymore? How long, how much, how many of them would it take for them both to break?
Then he'd look at his little brother, see love and trust shining in hazel eyes, and he'd realize every goddamn time that it was worth it to keep fighting. There wasn't nearly enough to make them break.
There's nowhere you can be that isn't where you're meant to be.
- It's easy.
All you need is love.
2. Soulmate - Natasha Bedingfield, Jared/Jensen
Jensen knew their routine. Short, stolen kisses in between scenes; meetings in the night and awkward goodbyes in the mornings. He didn't know it any other way and he was content, relaxed and okay. Maybe not happy, but it was enough. Jensen knew it could be different with a partner who was ready to come out to the public. Someone who wasn't ashamed of their relationship and his feelings.
But Jensen was content, relaxed and okay. He just sometimes wished he felt this deep connection with someone else.
Here we are again, circles never end
How do I find the perfect fit
There's enough for everyone
But I'm still waiting in line
3. Sweet Home Alabama - Lynyrd Skynyrd, Sam/Dean
Sam hated that song, he hated it with all his being. They weren't even from Alabama, goddamn it. He had learned to endure Dean's taste in music, but sometimes he was ready to shock Dean enough to make him crash the car into the next rock, just so this damn music would stop.
Then again, when his brother was carefree like this, singing along on the top of his lungs, and wearing the goofiest smile on his lips, Sam couldn't help loving this song. He loved everything that made Dean happy, it had always been that way, and if that meant he had to sit through Lynyrd Skynyrd, then he was happy to do so.
Big wheels keep on turning,
carry me home to see my kin,
singing songs about the Southland.
4. Help! - The Beatles, Sam/Dean
"Oh, Dean, come on."
"No, dude. Step off!"
"Let me help you, man, it's not a big thing."
"Sammy, for the last time, I can do this on my own."
"Fine."
"Fine."
* * *
"Dean?"
"Yeah?"
"Why are you lying on the floor?"
"I can't move."
"... I warned you not to take a lumbago lightly. It's not a shame to get old, dude."
When I was younger, so much younger than today,
I never needed anybody's help in any way.
5. Lose My Breath - Destiny's Child, Jared/Jensen
Sex during conventions wasn't the smartest thing to do, but those damn fangirls just kept on fucking groping Jared and he was just a man after all. It's not like it left him completely cool and chilled when tons of girls had their paws all over him. It was only a natural response of his body to search for some sort of relief.
And if it found that relief in shoving a very willing Jensen against the next wall of a stall in an, thankfully, empty public restroom, pulling down his trousers and swirling him around to face the wall, then it wasn't Jared's fault. Neither was it when he began pounding into Jensen, breath coming in short gasps and clinging to his hips hard enough to leave bruises. Nope.
It was the fault of those damn, perverted fangirls and their grabby hands, thank you.
Can you keep up?
Baby boy, make me lose my breath
Bring the noise, make me lose my breath
6. Save The Last Dance For Me - Michael Bublé, Sam/Dean
Sam didn't mind girls groping his brother. He knew that the smile Dean gave them was nothing like the ones only Sam knew. And maybe Dean was flirting, but jeez, he was a guy and a guy was damn well allowed to flirt. And while they were pressing their, much likely fake, tits into his brother's face whilst trying to talk him into dancing with them, Sam leaned back and watched them with an amused smile on his face.
They could grope Dean all they wanted, because in the end Sam was the only one who got groped by Dean.
But don't forget who's takin' you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin' save the last dance for me
7. With Or Without You - U2, Sam/Dean
Sam had tried to leave many times; times that his brother didn't even know about. He had faced all kinds of spirits, vampires, werewolves and demons, but when it came to facing Dean, Sam was a coward. He had packed in the middle of the night, ready to go, just somewhere, anywhere else than where they were. He loved his brother with all his heart, but he always had wanted to start over. Maybe go back to school, find a girl, settle down and have 2.5 kids. He knew that if he stayed with his brother, he would never have this.
It had always turned when he had been at the door. It had always just taken one look back at his sleeping brother and Sam couldn't leave anymore, ready to stay and accept the life he was forced to live. He'd unpacked his bag and climbed back into bed with Dean, wrapped himself around his sleeping form and just held on, silently wondering how long it'd take this time until he'd be ready to leave again.
Through the storm we reach the shore
You give it all but I want more
8. Crazy Little Thing Called Love - Queen, Jared/Jensen
Love made you do the craziest things and no one knew that better than Jared. He'd always been kind of a dork, but right now, sitting in the audience and watching Jensen play, he felt like the craziest and biggest fangirl in history. Maybe he should've made a poster, or maybe he should've ordered a customized Jensen-shirt, just to underline his fangirl-being.
When the play ended he was the one clapping the loudest and yelling Jensen's name like there was no tomorrow and he guessed he was being a dork enough to make up for the lack of a poster and Jensen-shirt.
This thing called love i just can't handle it
This thing called love i must get round to it
I ain't ready
Crazy little thing called love
9. Hurt - Johnny Cash, Sam/Dean
Sam had always known that he couldn't live without his brother. It had been for pure selfish reasons when he had tried everything to save Dean, to keep the Deal from coming due, because he was the one who would be alone when it all came down. He had lost anyway and he could've tried all he wanted, he still could, but there was no way to bring his brother back. When Dean died, Sam had been sure that his own heart would just stop beating too, that he'd follow Dean, because there was no way he was supposed to keep breathing after Dean had left him. As it turned out, Sam was still alive.
But as he was staring at the sky, black with strikes of dirty yellow in it, the sun long turned into a dark red ball and he could hear cries in the distance, he knew that he'd stopped living a long time ago.
What have I become,
My sweetest friend,
Everyone I know,
Goes away in the end,
And you could have it all,
My empire of dirt,
I will let you down,
I will make you hurt
10. A Wish For Something More - Amy MacDonald, Jared/Jensen
There were times when Jensen was sure he could see something in Jared's eyes, something other than friendship anyway. Something like the searing, all consuming heat he felt when he looked at Jared's eyes, his floppy hair or, God help him, even his damn dimples. Jensen knew it was just his own wishful thinking and not reality, but no one had ever said that you couldn't be happy with what you were merely imagining.
When he stood in his trailer, sweating and tired and ready to fall asleep on the spot, worn out from a long day of shooting and Jared just waltzed in, grabbing him to plant the sloppiest kiss on his lips, accompanied by the worst smelling breath Jensen had noticed in a long time, he remembered also that no one had ever said that wishful thinking couldn't be based on reality.
And you look at me and say I’m your best friend every day
But I wish for something, wish for something more
Oh I love you like a friend, but lets not pretend
How I wish for something, wish for something more