Musical Drabbles The Second (One Shot)
Title: Musical Drabbles The Second
Author:
engel_sehnsucht
Beta: The lovely millionstar. Thank you, D!
Pairing: Belldom
Rating: Varied. 15/R highest, to be safe.
Feedback: would be great. I'd love to know which you like best. :)
Warnings: Nothing, I think
Disclaimer: I don't own Matt, Dom or any of the songs/lyrics. This is complete fiction: it never happened. No offence is intended and no profit is being made.
AN: Reusing the iTunes meme to try and break through this writer's block. :( Instructions under the cut. Sorry that some videos are lives/possibly crappy quality.
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Put iTunes or equivalent media player on random.
3. For each song that plays, write something related to the theme you picked inspired by the song. You have only the time frame of the song: no planning beforehand: you start when it starts, and no lingering afterwards; once the song is over, you stop writing. (No fair skipping songs either; you have to take what comes by chance!)
4. Do 10 of these, then post.
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1. E.T. - Katy Perry
I sit and watch you with hungry eyes, your motionless body strapped down and your blond hair splayed in every direction. I’m waiting for you to wake; even though you chose this, I still want your permission. You whispered, as I stood over you in your bed, your grey eyes glittering, wanting me to take you. “You’re hypnotising,” you said, seemingly lost in my gaze. “Your eyes are unearthly.”
I suppose I do look different, but I could blend in with people like you. I can be charming, charismatic; I can be manipulative. Which is why you liked me so much, why your mother took such a shine to me, invited me into your family when I said that I had no family here. And now you’re mine. What’s next, Dominic? You wanted this, but I tell you what to do. You’ll be begging for me to take you, just like you did back on Earth. Now you’re millions of miles away; what now?
~~~~
2. Darf ich das behalten - Wir sind Helden
Can I keep that, please? I ask silently. Keep the last thing I have left: my dreams. You’ve stolen everything from me: my freedom, my dignity, my body. All I need is what I have left. You keep me in your clutches, in your world with your threats. As long as you stay, I’ll be here. I know you take everything, but that’s exactly why I can’t leave - you’ve taken me. You know it, and you know that’s why I can’t go. Is that why you continue? You know my reasons, you know that I’ve tamed my thoughts and dreams; they’re mine. The only thing you will never get. Take your cold hands from my hand.
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3. Yoü And I - Lady Gaga
Walking back through the town where I grew up feels strange, but the feeling is not unwelcome. I haven’t been back for a long while - I left on bad terms but I intend to rectify that now. I’ve missed you, you know. And I know you have too. I follow you into your house with a huge grin on my face, murmuring, “There’s something about this place. I just can’t leave.”
You turn, a smirk on your face. “You know it’s me.”
You take my hand, pull me down onto the sofa beside you, playing with the hem of my checked shirt. “You’re back.”
“I am.”
We sit in awkward silence, before I break it. “We made love for the first time on this-”
I’m cut off by your lips on mine. “Missed you.”
“Missed you, too. Something about this place - you were right. There’s something about you and I.”
And then comes the question I’ve been waiting for. “You’re staying this time, yeah?”
“I’d rather die than be without you again.” You nod, trying not to show just how happy you are with this.
“I love you. It’s been a long few years.”
“I know. But now I’m back in town, and this time I’m not leaving without you. And I love you, too.”
~~~~
4. E.S.T. - White Lies
I’m standing in a room alone. It’s cold. Dark. My head’s hanging.
If you tell me to jump then I’ll die,
In my dreams I’m there,
I always hoped that I’d learn how to fly,
In my dreams I’m there,
You can tie my hands to the walls but you can’t tie my dreams to this place,
I might fall like a rock from your heart but you won’t see me fall from grace.
A breeze starts to blow, ruffling my shirt sleeves, my arms outstretched. You’ll never get into my head. I love(d) you. You loved me. I don’t care anymore. I’ve lost hope. The chains around my wrist start to drag me backwards; I shake my head, straining against them. I want one last chance to tell you how much you mean(t) to me. I’ll have to show you somehow.
I leave my memoirs in blood on the floor and my fears with a nurse on the stairs,
I’m only going where you’ll be someday so don’t say ‘Rest in peace’ in your prayers.
I shake my head more violently. Be good, hissed into the darkness. You’re here, I know you are. The chains yank and I stumble backwards, nearly falling flat on the floor. “I love-” I try to shout, but something stops me; like a hand clamping over my mouth, my words are trapped before they can escape. Shaking it off, I whisper, “I hope you never pretend for me.” I hope you never pretend(ed) for me. A quiet laugh. The chains keep pulling until my body slams into a hard brick wall, and I fall unconscious from the blow to the back of my head.
~~~~
5. I Kissed A Girl - Katy Perry
You’re writhing against that man ridiculously, and my mouth sours with jealousy. Your beer slops everywhere as you dance, mostly over him, but he doesn’t seem to care. You’re trying to make me jealous, I know. You’ve been trying to catch my attention all night. And it’s working, I can assure you. I’m gripping my bottle so hard I’m half afraid it’s going to shatter in my hand. This could be one of many shows of drunken flirtatiousness I’ve had to endure over the years, you dancing with another person - male or female, you’re not fussy - every night. Maybe you’re curious about what my reaction will be. Maybe you like the taste of strangers, and the thrill the kiss can bring you. Or maybe you want me to become possessive enough to adhere to your wishes and close our relationship. The way things are going, you’re going to get your wish.
~~~~
6. A Place To Hide - White Lies
As we ran through the storm I grabbed at your hand, giggling with you as the rain soaked us to our skin. I’ve always loved storms, and never understood why others didn’t. There’s nothing to fear for a storm. It always makes me, think, though; I remember back to my childhood, the memories attacking me, bombarding me and I have no control. But then you kiss me gently and say that I’ll be all right. You pull me to one side of the pavement, almost twirling us, your eyes alight with laughter and joy. Carefully, I lean in and kiss you; it’s like I’m being absolved from my sins, the rain washing them away and your lips taking my poison from me. I squeeze your hand and smile into our kiss as you squeeze mine back; I swipe my tongue along your bottom lip and you bite my lip gently, tugging softly. Your hands find their way into my hair as I stroke over your upper arms, sliding my hands around over your back and pulling you closer; your strong fingers wind around my hair as you part from me with one final peck.
“Come on; tonight, I think we’ll be all right.”
~~~~
7. Who’s Got A Match? - Biffy Clyro
Dancing around the fire at midnight, I catch your eye on the other side of the circle of people. The hollows of your face are illuminated by the flickering flames as we chant, “I’m a fire and I burn tonight.”
One, or more, of our number are going to be thrown out tonight, for breaking the group’s rules. I can only hope it isn’t us - how could they have found out about us? Someone has betrayed us, I think. They’re all avoiding my gaze as they close in around me. I catch your eye; you’re in the same situation. I growl, wondering which of the witches it was.
~~~~
8. Many Of Horror - Biffy Clyro
You say that you love me; but why? The question that’s always on my lips, the question I have to ask myself whenever you claim to adore me. If you did, why would you do this to me? And if I know that you don’t love me, why do I stay?
Because I believe that we could still do this. We could fix these problems between us. We could build a bridge across the gaping chasm between us - I still believe it’s you and me until the end of time. I have, and I will give my all to you. When we’re good, I feel so high that I can’t breathe; when we’re bad, everyone can see what we do to each other. We’re both perfect for each other and each other’s worst enemy. But I give you myself, Matt; I’m yours, even if you don’t want me as I want you.
I look at your child, settled in your arms, and wonder why you do this to me - why I do this to myself. But you’re happy, and that’s all I’ve ever wanted to see.
~~~~
9. Bad Love - White Lies
I prowl the streets, through the darkness, blood dripping from the corner of my mouth. My phone rang; I ignored it as you had ignored me earlier. Slipping into an alleyway and pressing into a wall, I shut my eyes, gritting my teeth, licking over the bite you’d left in my lip. I hiss as I press my hand to my stomach, a dark bruise surely colouring it under my white shirt, rapidly coming more see-through by the second because of the rain. I recall what you said to me: honey, sometimes love means getting a little rough. Bullshit, Matthew. You wanted to prove your superiority to me. My canines grow sharper and more pointed as a growl rips itself from my throat, nails piercing my skin where my hands rest on my stomach. Nevertheless, this is not bad love.
~~~~
10. Push Your Head Towards The Air - Editors
Slowly drowning in the atmosphere. Short, sharp breaths puncturing the air. Shaking hands reaching for each other.
One man rolled into the arms of the other; the man held his partner close, one hand at the back of his head, one of the small of his back. They were lost, the only thing they still had was each other.
Bodies pressed together. Fingers gripping to limbs. Wrapped around each other.
They rolled over, one man lying on top of the other, protecting him from the events of the day with his body.
“I will always be there, you know,” he whispered into the ear of the man beneath him, whose face was pressed into his neck. He felt water trickling down his skin and squeezed his partner, kissing his earlobe. “I will always be there, Dom.”
Author:
engel_sehnsucht
Beta: The lovely millionstar. Thank you, D!
Pairing: Belldom
Rating: Varied. 15/R highest, to be safe.
Feedback: would be great. I'd love to know which you like best. :)
Warnings: Nothing, I think
Disclaimer: I don't own Matt, Dom or any of the songs/lyrics. This is complete fiction: it never happened. No offence is intended and no profit is being made.
AN: Reusing the iTunes meme to try and break through this writer's block. :( Instructions under the cut. Sorry that some videos are lives/possibly crappy quality.
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Put iTunes or equivalent media player on random.
3. For each song that plays, write something related to the theme you picked inspired by the song. You have only the time frame of the song: no planning beforehand: you start when it starts, and no lingering afterwards; once the song is over, you stop writing. (No fair skipping songs either; you have to take what comes by chance!)
4. Do 10 of these, then post.
~~~~
1. E.T. - Katy Perry
I sit and watch you with hungry eyes, your motionless body strapped down and your blond hair splayed in every direction. I’m waiting for you to wake; even though you chose this, I still want your permission. You whispered, as I stood over you in your bed, your grey eyes glittering, wanting me to take you. “You’re hypnotising,” you said, seemingly lost in my gaze. “Your eyes are unearthly.”
I suppose I do look different, but I could blend in with people like you. I can be charming, charismatic; I can be manipulative. Which is why you liked me so much, why your mother took such a shine to me, invited me into your family when I said that I had no family here. And now you’re mine. What’s next, Dominic? You wanted this, but I tell you what to do. You’ll be begging for me to take you, just like you did back on Earth. Now you’re millions of miles away; what now?
~~~~
2. Darf ich das behalten - Wir sind Helden
Can I keep that, please? I ask silently. Keep the last thing I have left: my dreams. You’ve stolen everything from me: my freedom, my dignity, my body. All I need is what I have left. You keep me in your clutches, in your world with your threats. As long as you stay, I’ll be here. I know you take everything, but that’s exactly why I can’t leave - you’ve taken me. You know it, and you know that’s why I can’t go. Is that why you continue? You know my reasons, you know that I’ve tamed my thoughts and dreams; they’re mine. The only thing you will never get. Take your cold hands from my hand.
~~~~
3. Yoü And I - Lady Gaga
Walking back through the town where I grew up feels strange, but the feeling is not unwelcome. I haven’t been back for a long while - I left on bad terms but I intend to rectify that now. I’ve missed you, you know. And I know you have too. I follow you into your house with a huge grin on my face, murmuring, “There’s something about this place. I just can’t leave.”
You turn, a smirk on your face. “You know it’s me.”
You take my hand, pull me down onto the sofa beside you, playing with the hem of my checked shirt. “You’re back.”
“I am.”
We sit in awkward silence, before I break it. “We made love for the first time on this-”
I’m cut off by your lips on mine. “Missed you.”
“Missed you, too. Something about this place - you were right. There’s something about you and I.”
And then comes the question I’ve been waiting for. “You’re staying this time, yeah?”
“I’d rather die than be without you again.” You nod, trying not to show just how happy you are with this.
“I love you. It’s been a long few years.”
“I know. But now I’m back in town, and this time I’m not leaving without you. And I love you, too.”
~~~~
4. E.S.T. - White Lies
I’m standing in a room alone. It’s cold. Dark. My head’s hanging.
If you tell me to jump then I’ll die,
In my dreams I’m there,
I always hoped that I’d learn how to fly,
In my dreams I’m there,
You can tie my hands to the walls but you can’t tie my dreams to this place,
I might fall like a rock from your heart but you won’t see me fall from grace.
A breeze starts to blow, ruffling my shirt sleeves, my arms outstretched. You’ll never get into my head. I love(d) you. You loved me. I don’t care anymore. I’ve lost hope. The chains around my wrist start to drag me backwards; I shake my head, straining against them. I want one last chance to tell you how much you mean(t) to me. I’ll have to show you somehow.
I leave my memoirs in blood on the floor and my fears with a nurse on the stairs,
I’m only going where you’ll be someday so don’t say ‘Rest in peace’ in your prayers.
I shake my head more violently. Be good, hissed into the darkness. You’re here, I know you are. The chains yank and I stumble backwards, nearly falling flat on the floor. “I love-” I try to shout, but something stops me; like a hand clamping over my mouth, my words are trapped before they can escape. Shaking it off, I whisper, “I hope you never pretend for me.” I hope you never pretend(ed) for me. A quiet laugh. The chains keep pulling until my body slams into a hard brick wall, and I fall unconscious from the blow to the back of my head.
~~~~
5. I Kissed A Girl - Katy Perry
You’re writhing against that man ridiculously, and my mouth sours with jealousy. Your beer slops everywhere as you dance, mostly over him, but he doesn’t seem to care. You’re trying to make me jealous, I know. You’ve been trying to catch my attention all night. And it’s working, I can assure you. I’m gripping my bottle so hard I’m half afraid it’s going to shatter in my hand. This could be one of many shows of drunken flirtatiousness I’ve had to endure over the years, you dancing with another person - male or female, you’re not fussy - every night. Maybe you’re curious about what my reaction will be. Maybe you like the taste of strangers, and the thrill the kiss can bring you. Or maybe you want me to become possessive enough to adhere to your wishes and close our relationship. The way things are going, you’re going to get your wish.
~~~~
6. A Place To Hide - White Lies
As we ran through the storm I grabbed at your hand, giggling with you as the rain soaked us to our skin. I’ve always loved storms, and never understood why others didn’t. There’s nothing to fear for a storm. It always makes me, think, though; I remember back to my childhood, the memories attacking me, bombarding me and I have no control. But then you kiss me gently and say that I’ll be all right. You pull me to one side of the pavement, almost twirling us, your eyes alight with laughter and joy. Carefully, I lean in and kiss you; it’s like I’m being absolved from my sins, the rain washing them away and your lips taking my poison from me. I squeeze your hand and smile into our kiss as you squeeze mine back; I swipe my tongue along your bottom lip and you bite my lip gently, tugging softly. Your hands find their way into my hair as I stroke over your upper arms, sliding my hands around over your back and pulling you closer; your strong fingers wind around my hair as you part from me with one final peck.
“Come on; tonight, I think we’ll be all right.”
~~~~
7. Who’s Got A Match? - Biffy Clyro
Dancing around the fire at midnight, I catch your eye on the other side of the circle of people. The hollows of your face are illuminated by the flickering flames as we chant, “I’m a fire and I burn tonight.”
One, or more, of our number are going to be thrown out tonight, for breaking the group’s rules. I can only hope it isn’t us - how could they have found out about us? Someone has betrayed us, I think. They’re all avoiding my gaze as they close in around me. I catch your eye; you’re in the same situation. I growl, wondering which of the witches it was.
~~~~
8. Many Of Horror - Biffy Clyro
You say that you love me; but why? The question that’s always on my lips, the question I have to ask myself whenever you claim to adore me. If you did, why would you do this to me? And if I know that you don’t love me, why do I stay?
Because I believe that we could still do this. We could fix these problems between us. We could build a bridge across the gaping chasm between us - I still believe it’s you and me until the end of time. I have, and I will give my all to you. When we’re good, I feel so high that I can’t breathe; when we’re bad, everyone can see what we do to each other. We’re both perfect for each other and each other’s worst enemy. But I give you myself, Matt; I’m yours, even if you don’t want me as I want you.
I look at your child, settled in your arms, and wonder why you do this to me - why I do this to myself. But you’re happy, and that’s all I’ve ever wanted to see.
~~~~
9. Bad Love - White Lies
I prowl the streets, through the darkness, blood dripping from the corner of my mouth. My phone rang; I ignored it as you had ignored me earlier. Slipping into an alleyway and pressing into a wall, I shut my eyes, gritting my teeth, licking over the bite you’d left in my lip. I hiss as I press my hand to my stomach, a dark bruise surely colouring it under my white shirt, rapidly coming more see-through by the second because of the rain. I recall what you said to me: honey, sometimes love means getting a little rough. Bullshit, Matthew. You wanted to prove your superiority to me. My canines grow sharper and more pointed as a growl rips itself from my throat, nails piercing my skin where my hands rest on my stomach. Nevertheless, this is not bad love.
~~~~
10. Push Your Head Towards The Air - Editors
Slowly drowning in the atmosphere. Short, sharp breaths puncturing the air. Shaking hands reaching for each other.
One man rolled into the arms of the other; the man held his partner close, one hand at the back of his head, one of the small of his back. They were lost, the only thing they still had was each other.
Bodies pressed together. Fingers gripping to limbs. Wrapped around each other.
They rolled over, one man lying on top of the other, protecting him from the events of the day with his body.
“I will always be there, you know,” he whispered into the ear of the man beneath him, whose face was pressed into his neck. He felt water trickling down his skin and squeezed his partner, kissing his earlobe. “I will always be there, Dom.”