iPod shufflin'
Felt writers-blocky, wrote 8 drabbles. It was going to be ten but then SNL.
(and my crush on Maya Rudolph, oh man, she is perfection.)
Anyways: three Social Network (two Mark/Eduardo-ish, one Christy gen), three Supernatural (two Dean/Castiel, one Dean & Sam gen) and two Juno (one Juno gen, one Juno & Mark), 1433 words total.
also I highly recommend the Chris Thile/Punch Brothers song!
1. Snow Lion, Feist, 3:39
Mark codes.
Dustin and Chris go to parties, sometimes. Eduardo is in and out, socializing with econ majors and maybe sometimes going on dates (not really, but he doesn't tell Mark that--) and all of them but Chris go to AEPi parties, even that mostly-worthless Caribbean Night.
They couldn't have dug up a clip of an actual beach?
And sometimes they're all three of them out and Mark is alone with his laptop and the beer he's just restocked the fridge with, and it's perfectly fine.
TheFacebook is more important than things.
Not more important than people, that little voice in his head that sounds like a worrisome combination of his mother and older sisters says. Your code won't talk back to you.
Which is the appeal of it, used to be the appeal of it, but now it's ringing a little hollow. Mark sighs and closes the laptop, and digs for his phone so he can call Eduardo.
Maybe he'll just lie on the bed and talk.
2. Endomorph, Rasputina, 2:40
Will Christy, years later, look back at this moment and wonder why the fuck she is acting crazy over, of all people, Eduardo Saverin?
Yes.
He is fairly anxious and definitely privileged, and oh yeah, more neurotic than his best friend. As for that, any sane person can see that he wants to fuck said best friend.
He's also funny and smart and kind, and when she'd said to Alice I like the tall one who looks like he doesn't know what to do with his limbs, Alice had grinned and prodded her to get out there. Because she likes Eduardo. She likes him a lot.
She just doesn't like being second best. She doesn't deserve to be second best. Not to Eduardo, not because of Mark, and not to some goddamned website.
3. Fair, Remy Zero, 3:54
If there's one thing he would like to say to Castiel (and there are a lot of things he would like to say to Castiel, let's be fair), Dean would like to tell him that it isn't too late. That all the damage isn't done.
You spend a couple of years with this guy, this angel, and you turn around one day and suddenly he's your best friend. (Suddenly he's defying heaven for you, more specifically, but he can't quite go around saying that to sympathetic faces in dimly-lit bars, can he).
Suddenly he's there, and just as suddenly you win, and then one day you turn around again and notice that everything you hadn't noticed has exploded, somehow, and you love him and all that's left is his trenchcoat, soaked and dirty and now your only inheritance.
"I'm so sorry you never got to tell him how you truly felt," says the girl, the sympathetic face, eyes ringed in purple liner that makes the skin underneath look bruised. "That sucks, man." She takes a sip of her expensive microbrew and hey, Dean really hates that there are so many hipsters in the Hudson Valley to run into when all he's trying to do is gank a spirit and get drunk on cheap beer.
"That wasn't-- I don't-- you've gotta be shitting me," he forces out, but the girl gives him a look; hadn't she said she was a pysch major at Bard?--and maybe it's time (too late) that he stopped kidding himself.
4. They'll Need A Crane, They Might Be Giants, 2:32
It's not a breakup. It's a break. But she still feels like shit.
It was-- okay, it was a fucking given that she and Bleeker were going to break it off in college. He was an awesome high school boyfriend, yeah, but she's older (she grew up, rather) and she can see more. Like, that the whale-i-tude back in high school had more of an effect than she likes to pretend it did.
"Hey," Juno says to her roommate. Aisha's dark eyes peer at her.
"What are you doing with the scissors, Juno?"
Juno hands her the scissors, and Aisha raises one perfectly-arched eyebrow. "I don't know what you want me to do with these."
"Cut it off," Juno says. "My hair."
Aisha blinks. "I'm a cosmology major. Not a cosmetology major."
"I don't care," Juno says. "Just-- do it, please."
Aisha does.
She ends up feeling so much lighter.
5. She's Losing It, Belle & Sebastian, 2:22
It makes sense that she runs into him one day, in a sick horrible twisted kind of fashion.
He doesn't recognize her at first, the girl behind the counter at the indie bookstore, brown hair curling loosely around her chin, and then he does.
"Juno," Mark says. "What a pleasant surprise!"
It's not, but Juno nods and smiles graciously, because her boss is like twenty feet away and she's supposed to be nice to customers.
There's so much he could say to her-- I'm sorry, it was my fault, I shouldn't have fucked your kid's future over the way I came close to doing, I'm so sorry, it wasn't your fault you had to grow up like that-- but he doesn't, and Juno doesn't give him more than the necessary niceties and sends him on his way.
She texts Leah after, oh god we're going for drinks tonight and is grateful when Leah doesn't press her as to why.
6. Corridors and Fire Escapes, Doctor Who Series 4, 1:13
Dean's gonna blame this one on adrenaline.
It's easier.
Look, they're used to near-death experiences, they both are, but normally Dean unwinds by, like, drinking and watching bad TV and explaining to Cas the point of BBC America and once, memorably, that SNL's Weekend Update actually does have real news in it.
He normally doesn't grab him and push him up against the wall and kiss him, both their hearts racing.
You know. As you do.
7. Stay Away, Chris Thile/Punch Brothers, 3:54
"You shouldn't move halfway across the world because of a boy," Julieta says quietly. She always looks at home on the beach, even now in worn cutoffs their mother thinks are too short and a bikini top. "Come back here. Don't go to Singapore."
"You don't understand," Eduardo says, and it's the old, tired argument. Juli shrugs.
"Maybe not. But if you come back here, it will be easier. We miss you, Edu."
"I missed you too," he says. "It's chilly up north." Juli nods at him.
"First Boston and now New York," she says. "I don't think you do well in cold Yankee cities." Juli goes to Tulane, in New Orleans, and it's beginning to show, in her vowels and her colloquialisms. "But you have never been to Singapore. You don't know how you'll find."
"I know I won't fall in love there," Eduardo says. "That's enough for me."
8. Who Will Comfort Me, Melody Gardot, 4:56
"Don't you ever get tired of it?" Sam is stretched across the latest motel bed. Like the one in Idaho over the summer, and the one before in California, his feet hang off the end. Dean isn't sure what the fuck to blame for his baby brother's ridiculous growth spurts, but there's gotta be something out there. "I'm sick of trying to get blood out of all my shirts."
"Do what I do and just get a ten-pack of them, then you can replace as needed." Dean lets his head fall back against the wall, wincing at the thunk. His fake worked at the liquor store here in Nowhere, Montana, and he's now on his third bottle of beer.
"That's stupid. I'm not doing that," Sam says. He's pouting, and if he weren't fifteen and a half, Dean would consider giving him a beer if it would shut him up. Would've worked on him, four years ago.
"Suit yourself," Dean shrugs, and takes another pull. "Just tell me what's wrong, Sammy, stop dancing around the goddamn point."
Sam still looks like he wants to lecture Dean about language, but he gulps and goes for it, says, "it's my PSAT scores, I finally got them, the mail caught up to us."
"Oh yeah?"
"I scored in the 98th percentile," Sam says, all in a rush. "It's only my sophomore year, I'll get another chance to take them again before the actual SATs-- Dean, this means something."
"Uh-huh, you're the man of the year." But Dean smiles and winks at him, so Sam knows he isn't really mad.
"I can go to college," and now Sam's saying it quietly. "And I know you're not gonna go, but I-- I kind of want to." He bites his lip and looks down. "But please don't tell Dad."
There are so many hipsters in the Hudson Valley thohug, I read an article about it.
(and my crush on Maya Rudolph, oh man, she is perfection.)
Anyways: three Social Network (two Mark/Eduardo-ish, one Christy gen), three Supernatural (two Dean/Castiel, one Dean & Sam gen) and two Juno (one Juno gen, one Juno & Mark), 1433 words total.
also I highly recommend the Chris Thile/Punch Brothers song!
1. Snow Lion, Feist, 3:39
Mark codes.
Dustin and Chris go to parties, sometimes. Eduardo is in and out, socializing with econ majors and maybe sometimes going on dates (not really, but he doesn't tell Mark that--) and all of them but Chris go to AEPi parties, even that mostly-worthless Caribbean Night.
They couldn't have dug up a clip of an actual beach?
And sometimes they're all three of them out and Mark is alone with his laptop and the beer he's just restocked the fridge with, and it's perfectly fine.
TheFacebook is more important than things.
Not more important than people, that little voice in his head that sounds like a worrisome combination of his mother and older sisters says. Your code won't talk back to you.
Which is the appeal of it, used to be the appeal of it, but now it's ringing a little hollow. Mark sighs and closes the laptop, and digs for his phone so he can call Eduardo.
Maybe he'll just lie on the bed and talk.
2. Endomorph, Rasputina, 2:40
Will Christy, years later, look back at this moment and wonder why the fuck she is acting crazy over, of all people, Eduardo Saverin?
Yes.
He is fairly anxious and definitely privileged, and oh yeah, more neurotic than his best friend. As for that, any sane person can see that he wants to fuck said best friend.
He's also funny and smart and kind, and when she'd said to Alice I like the tall one who looks like he doesn't know what to do with his limbs, Alice had grinned and prodded her to get out there. Because she likes Eduardo. She likes him a lot.
She just doesn't like being second best. She doesn't deserve to be second best. Not to Eduardo, not because of Mark, and not to some goddamned website.
3. Fair, Remy Zero, 3:54
If there's one thing he would like to say to Castiel (and there are a lot of things he would like to say to Castiel, let's be fair), Dean would like to tell him that it isn't too late. That all the damage isn't done.
You spend a couple of years with this guy, this angel, and you turn around one day and suddenly he's your best friend. (Suddenly he's defying heaven for you, more specifically, but he can't quite go around saying that to sympathetic faces in dimly-lit bars, can he).
Suddenly he's there, and just as suddenly you win, and then one day you turn around again and notice that everything you hadn't noticed has exploded, somehow, and you love him and all that's left is his trenchcoat, soaked and dirty and now your only inheritance.
"I'm so sorry you never got to tell him how you truly felt," says the girl, the sympathetic face, eyes ringed in purple liner that makes the skin underneath look bruised. "That sucks, man." She takes a sip of her expensive microbrew and hey, Dean really hates that there are so many hipsters in the Hudson Valley to run into when all he's trying to do is gank a spirit and get drunk on cheap beer.
"That wasn't-- I don't-- you've gotta be shitting me," he forces out, but the girl gives him a look; hadn't she said she was a pysch major at Bard?--and maybe it's time (too late) that he stopped kidding himself.
4. They'll Need A Crane, They Might Be Giants, 2:32
It's not a breakup. It's a break. But she still feels like shit.
It was-- okay, it was a fucking given that she and Bleeker were going to break it off in college. He was an awesome high school boyfriend, yeah, but she's older (she grew up, rather) and she can see more. Like, that the whale-i-tude back in high school had more of an effect than she likes to pretend it did.
"Hey," Juno says to her roommate. Aisha's dark eyes peer at her.
"What are you doing with the scissors, Juno?"
Juno hands her the scissors, and Aisha raises one perfectly-arched eyebrow. "I don't know what you want me to do with these."
"Cut it off," Juno says. "My hair."
Aisha blinks. "I'm a cosmology major. Not a cosmetology major."
"I don't care," Juno says. "Just-- do it, please."
Aisha does.
She ends up feeling so much lighter.
5. She's Losing It, Belle & Sebastian, 2:22
It makes sense that she runs into him one day, in a sick horrible twisted kind of fashion.
He doesn't recognize her at first, the girl behind the counter at the indie bookstore, brown hair curling loosely around her chin, and then he does.
"Juno," Mark says. "What a pleasant surprise!"
It's not, but Juno nods and smiles graciously, because her boss is like twenty feet away and she's supposed to be nice to customers.
There's so much he could say to her-- I'm sorry, it was my fault, I shouldn't have fucked your kid's future over the way I came close to doing, I'm so sorry, it wasn't your fault you had to grow up like that-- but he doesn't, and Juno doesn't give him more than the necessary niceties and sends him on his way.
She texts Leah after, oh god we're going for drinks tonight and is grateful when Leah doesn't press her as to why.
6. Corridors and Fire Escapes, Doctor Who Series 4, 1:13
Dean's gonna blame this one on adrenaline.
It's easier.
Look, they're used to near-death experiences, they both are, but normally Dean unwinds by, like, drinking and watching bad TV and explaining to Cas the point of BBC America and once, memorably, that SNL's Weekend Update actually does have real news in it.
He normally doesn't grab him and push him up against the wall and kiss him, both their hearts racing.
You know. As you do.
7. Stay Away, Chris Thile/Punch Brothers, 3:54
"You shouldn't move halfway across the world because of a boy," Julieta says quietly. She always looks at home on the beach, even now in worn cutoffs their mother thinks are too short and a bikini top. "Come back here. Don't go to Singapore."
"You don't understand," Eduardo says, and it's the old, tired argument. Juli shrugs.
"Maybe not. But if you come back here, it will be easier. We miss you, Edu."
"I missed you too," he says. "It's chilly up north." Juli nods at him.
"First Boston and now New York," she says. "I don't think you do well in cold Yankee cities." Juli goes to Tulane, in New Orleans, and it's beginning to show, in her vowels and her colloquialisms. "But you have never been to Singapore. You don't know how you'll find."
"I know I won't fall in love there," Eduardo says. "That's enough for me."
8. Who Will Comfort Me, Melody Gardot, 4:56
"Don't you ever get tired of it?" Sam is stretched across the latest motel bed. Like the one in Idaho over the summer, and the one before in California, his feet hang off the end. Dean isn't sure what the fuck to blame for his baby brother's ridiculous growth spurts, but there's gotta be something out there. "I'm sick of trying to get blood out of all my shirts."
"Do what I do and just get a ten-pack of them, then you can replace as needed." Dean lets his head fall back against the wall, wincing at the thunk. His fake worked at the liquor store here in Nowhere, Montana, and he's now on his third bottle of beer.
"That's stupid. I'm not doing that," Sam says. He's pouting, and if he weren't fifteen and a half, Dean would consider giving him a beer if it would shut him up. Would've worked on him, four years ago.
"Suit yourself," Dean shrugs, and takes another pull. "Just tell me what's wrong, Sammy, stop dancing around the goddamn point."
Sam still looks like he wants to lecture Dean about language, but he gulps and goes for it, says, "it's my PSAT scores, I finally got them, the mail caught up to us."
"Oh yeah?"
"I scored in the 98th percentile," Sam says, all in a rush. "It's only my sophomore year, I'll get another chance to take them again before the actual SATs-- Dean, this means something."
"Uh-huh, you're the man of the year." But Dean smiles and winks at him, so Sam knows he isn't really mad.
"I can go to college," and now Sam's saying it quietly. "And I know you're not gonna go, but I-- I kind of want to." He bites his lip and looks down. "But please don't tell Dad."
There are so many hipsters in the Hudson Valley thohug, I read an article about it.