meme from cruelest_month
So I'm gonna go with her version of the rules:
This is the ten drabbles for ten songs thing. Ideally, you go with tenrandom songs and write a drabble during the length of the song.
Well,I’m sure it’ll upset the goddess of memes, but while I went with random songs, I skipped over ones that I couldn’t work with or write drabbles for. And I’m sure I went over the length of the song for a few of them and I did some editing, but I wasn’t about to give up on it or deal with too many rules when I really wanted to write something so… Oh well.
Several fandoms within. I provide links to lyrics for each song. And I am sooo very tempted to explain in what why the song inspired me because it might not be very obvious, but that would be longer than the drabble itself. Oh! There is one that is longer than a drabble, because I had such a burning desire to write about two certain characters at a rave.
Featured Fandoms:
-Pirates of the Caribbean
-Dark Shadows
-Strangers with Candy (3)
-Doctor Who (2)
-Life on Mars (2)
-Hot Fuzz
Heather Nova - "Ship Song"
Pirates of the Caribbean (sorta DMC AU): Sparrington
When he finally managed to make it stop looking like something a seagull might like to nest in, Jack gathered Norrington's hair and held it in one hand, and tied it all up in a tattered blue ribbon. Jack repositioned himself to get a look at Norrington from the front. He smiled. "There, all neat an proper. More like your old self." He frowned. "Now, about that beard."
"I'm not letting you shave me." Norrington tried to shift away.
"I'm going to do it anyway."
"What, you'll groom me against my will?"
Jack held up a knife. "If I must."
Orgy - Blue Monday (New Order cover)
Dark Shadows: Willie Loomis (early Barnabas era)
It used to be so simple. Money, girls, and a good fight. That's all Willie Loomis wanted. Now everything was confused and conflicted. Hate. Love. Repulsion. Desire. Fear. Trust. All combining into a fierce loyalty that he knows is not his own, but fears that everyday it is his real feelings a little bit more. He does what he is told because he has no choice, it's not of his own free will, but because of a monster's power over him. But that wouldn't explain why he feels a little warm and happier when he is told, "Good job, Willie."
Dire Straits - Romeo & Juliet
Strangers with Candy: Chuck/Geoffrey
"No."
"It's romantic!"
"I'm not wearing tights."
"Come on, Chuck," Geoffrey whined, adjusting his conical hat. "I always thought you'd look great in a codpiece."
Chuck narrowed his eyes at his secret lover. "What, you think I need some sort enhancement, is that what you're saying?"
Geoffrey purposefully changed the subject. "I thought you liked the role playing!"
"It's not that I don't enjoy the games, but the costumes are a little much."
Geoffrey stamped a pink-slippered foot. "Fine, see if I ever let you poison yourself over me!" He lifted his skirts and ran out of the bedroom.
Jacknife Lee - Cookies (lyrics unavailable)
Strangers with Candy: Troy/Laughton (download of the Troy/Laughton scene from the unaired pilot)
Laughton tried to make himself as small as possible. He never even liked going to school dances, how did he ever let Troy convince him to go to a rave? The music was too loud, the flashing lights hurt his eyes. He tried to not even touch one of the grinding and jumping dancers for fear that whatever mind-altering drugs they were certainly taking were transmissible via sweat.
Troy emerged from the throng of irresponsible young people sweating, smiling, glitter in his hair, glowing plastic around his neck and wrists. He was even more annoyingly pretty than usual. "Can't you at least try to have fun?" Troy shouted above the music.
"You can lead a horse to water," Laughton started to say.
"What?!"
Laughton stepped closer to Troy, to speak directly in his ear. "I said, you can-"
But he was interrupted again when Troy turned his head and pressed his lips to Laughton's. Shocked, Laughton couldn't move. His mouth still open in mid-sentence, Troy took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside. Laughton had no idea what to do, he actually had never been kissed before, much less Frenched. Troy pulled back and grinned at him.
Laughton's face went hot. "Wh-wh-wha?"
"I always wanted to that. Also, I slipped you a tab of E."
"You WHAT!?"
Troy laughed.
"I can't believe you did that! Oh my God, I could get hypothermia or die from excess Serotonin! Oh my God, I'm hyperventilating already!"
Troy shut him up again with his tongue. But after a moment Laughton realized he really didn't mind. In fact it felt good, really good. And Troy was good. He didn't even seem to mind Laughton's inexperienced attempts at this whole kissing with tongues thing. He was so happy Troy asked him to go out with him. Really really happy.
Nina Simone - Feeling Good
Life on Mars: Sam
It was 1974, the sun was shining, and the birds had returned for Spring. Sam knew all this to be true because he could feel the sun warm on his face, hear the birds singing. He inhaled the scent of dew-covered grass and laughed. A women walking in the park gave him a wary glance. But he didn't care. It didn't matter if anyone thought he was crazy because he was alive. This he knew to be true because he had never felt more alive. Somewhere he was dying. Even knowing that to be true never dampened Sam's mood.
Jamiroquai - Virtual Insanity
Life on Mars: Sam
"What if this is all some kind of experiment? My brain was so badly damaged in the accident they had to resort to some kind of new experimental nanotechnology, so I have all these microchips in my head, and they're the ones creating this virtual reality. You're not parts of my psyche, your all tiny tiny tiny robots. And they're monitoring me, the doctors. They designed this world to test my reactions. I'm the guinea pig for new...I don't know, entertainment or torture technology. I'm in The Matrix, you know? No, you wouldn't know."
"Sam, you're drunk."
Siouxsie and the Banshees - Obsession
Doctor Who: Doctor/Master
He didn't know where it came from, or how it came in his possession. It was such an innocuous thing. If someone found something like it in their own home, they probably assumed a guest I had dropped it, or it came from a pair they had bought some time ago and forgot about. But the Doctor knew it was not his. He never wore velvet gloves. He picked it up, running a thumb against the fabric. It made him shiver. Shivers from memories of physical ecstasy and from the cold pit of loss that grew ever larger inside him.
Nightwish - Nemo
Doctor Who: Doctor/Master
They ran towards Professor Yana's lab. No, not Yana. The Doctor knew, could feel it already. If there was only one other Time Lord that managed to survive, it had to be him. He left signs, clues, as if he knew the Doctor would find him.
And of course he would. They always found each other. They needed each other. After all, what was light without the darkness? (Swirling light, revealing truths) What was pleasure without pain? (Piercing pain, reforming identity) What was hope without fear? (Hearts beating faster from the hope) Who was the Doctor without the Master? (Nothing)
Snow Patrol - Wow
Hot Fuzz: Nicholas/Danny
"I thought maybe since you lost yours in the line of duty, we could share."
Nicholas smiled. "Joint custody of a peace lily? I get to water it every third weekend of ever month?"
Danny shrugged, didn't meet Nicholas' eyes. "It doesn't have to come from a broken home."
Nicholas' smile fell, realizing what Danny was suggesting. "Are you saying you want to move in together?"
Danny shrugged again. "Just seemed like a such a shame, thinking about you livin' alone, no lily, no DVDs."
Nicholas thought about Danny living alone, surrounded by his boxes. "Well, since you're already packed..."
Rocky Horror Picture Show - Time Warp (lyrics unnecessary)
Strangers with Candy: Chuck/Geoffrey
Claire asked Chuck about the fishnet stockings, and a bright red lipstick stain on his collar. Chuck explained that he left to buy her a gift, but the car stalled. He got out as a prostitute walked past, and her stiletto heel broke, and she fell, getting her lipstick on him. The stockings were hers, too. She was a mechanic and used them to tie something together. After getting it properly fixed he must have accidentally stuffed them in his pocket.
Claire believed him.
Chuck called Geoffrey and told him they were never going to a Rocky Horror showing again.
This is the ten drabbles for ten songs thing. Ideally, you go with tenrandom songs and write a drabble during the length of the song.
Well,I’m sure it’ll upset the goddess of memes, but while I went with random songs, I skipped over ones that I couldn’t work with or write drabbles for. And I’m sure I went over the length of the song for a few of them and I did some editing, but I wasn’t about to give up on it or deal with too many rules when I really wanted to write something so… Oh well.
Several fandoms within. I provide links to lyrics for each song. And I am sooo very tempted to explain in what why the song inspired me because it might not be very obvious, but that would be longer than the drabble itself. Oh! There is one that is longer than a drabble, because I had such a burning desire to write about two certain characters at a rave.
Featured Fandoms:
-Pirates of the Caribbean
-Dark Shadows
-Strangers with Candy (3)
-Doctor Who (2)
-Life on Mars (2)
-Hot Fuzz
Heather Nova - "Ship Song"
Pirates of the Caribbean (sorta DMC AU): Sparrington
When he finally managed to make it stop looking like something a seagull might like to nest in, Jack gathered Norrington's hair and held it in one hand, and tied it all up in a tattered blue ribbon. Jack repositioned himself to get a look at Norrington from the front. He smiled. "There, all neat an proper. More like your old self." He frowned. "Now, about that beard."
"I'm not letting you shave me." Norrington tried to shift away.
"I'm going to do it anyway."
"What, you'll groom me against my will?"
Jack held up a knife. "If I must."
Orgy - Blue Monday (New Order cover)
Dark Shadows: Willie Loomis (early Barnabas era)
It used to be so simple. Money, girls, and a good fight. That's all Willie Loomis wanted. Now everything was confused and conflicted. Hate. Love. Repulsion. Desire. Fear. Trust. All combining into a fierce loyalty that he knows is not his own, but fears that everyday it is his real feelings a little bit more. He does what he is told because he has no choice, it's not of his own free will, but because of a monster's power over him. But that wouldn't explain why he feels a little warm and happier when he is told, "Good job, Willie."
Dire Straits - Romeo & Juliet
Strangers with Candy: Chuck/Geoffrey
"No."
"It's romantic!"
"I'm not wearing tights."
"Come on, Chuck," Geoffrey whined, adjusting his conical hat. "I always thought you'd look great in a codpiece."
Chuck narrowed his eyes at his secret lover. "What, you think I need some sort enhancement, is that what you're saying?"
Geoffrey purposefully changed the subject. "I thought you liked the role playing!"
"It's not that I don't enjoy the games, but the costumes are a little much."
Geoffrey stamped a pink-slippered foot. "Fine, see if I ever let you poison yourself over me!" He lifted his skirts and ran out of the bedroom.
Jacknife Lee - Cookies (lyrics unavailable)
Strangers with Candy: Troy/Laughton (download of the Troy/Laughton scene from the unaired pilot)
Laughton tried to make himself as small as possible. He never even liked going to school dances, how did he ever let Troy convince him to go to a rave? The music was too loud, the flashing lights hurt his eyes. He tried to not even touch one of the grinding and jumping dancers for fear that whatever mind-altering drugs they were certainly taking were transmissible via sweat.
Troy emerged from the throng of irresponsible young people sweating, smiling, glitter in his hair, glowing plastic around his neck and wrists. He was even more annoyingly pretty than usual. "Can't you at least try to have fun?" Troy shouted above the music.
"You can lead a horse to water," Laughton started to say.
"What?!"
Laughton stepped closer to Troy, to speak directly in his ear. "I said, you can-"
But he was interrupted again when Troy turned his head and pressed his lips to Laughton's. Shocked, Laughton couldn't move. His mouth still open in mid-sentence, Troy took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside. Laughton had no idea what to do, he actually had never been kissed before, much less Frenched. Troy pulled back and grinned at him.
Laughton's face went hot. "Wh-wh-wha?"
"I always wanted to that. Also, I slipped you a tab of E."
"You WHAT!?"
Troy laughed.
"I can't believe you did that! Oh my God, I could get hypothermia or die from excess Serotonin! Oh my God, I'm hyperventilating already!"
Troy shut him up again with his tongue. But after a moment Laughton realized he really didn't mind. In fact it felt good, really good. And Troy was good. He didn't even seem to mind Laughton's inexperienced attempts at this whole kissing with tongues thing. He was so happy Troy asked him to go out with him. Really really happy.
Nina Simone - Feeling Good
Life on Mars: Sam
It was 1974, the sun was shining, and the birds had returned for Spring. Sam knew all this to be true because he could feel the sun warm on his face, hear the birds singing. He inhaled the scent of dew-covered grass and laughed. A women walking in the park gave him a wary glance. But he didn't care. It didn't matter if anyone thought he was crazy because he was alive. This he knew to be true because he had never felt more alive. Somewhere he was dying. Even knowing that to be true never dampened Sam's mood.
Jamiroquai - Virtual Insanity
Life on Mars: Sam
"What if this is all some kind of experiment? My brain was so badly damaged in the accident they had to resort to some kind of new experimental nanotechnology, so I have all these microchips in my head, and they're the ones creating this virtual reality. You're not parts of my psyche, your all tiny tiny tiny robots. And they're monitoring me, the doctors. They designed this world to test my reactions. I'm the guinea pig for new...I don't know, entertainment or torture technology. I'm in The Matrix, you know? No, you wouldn't know."
"Sam, you're drunk."
Siouxsie and the Banshees - Obsession
Doctor Who: Doctor/Master
He didn't know where it came from, or how it came in his possession. It was such an innocuous thing. If someone found something like it in their own home, they probably assumed a guest I had dropped it, or it came from a pair they had bought some time ago and forgot about. But the Doctor knew it was not his. He never wore velvet gloves. He picked it up, running a thumb against the fabric. It made him shiver. Shivers from memories of physical ecstasy and from the cold pit of loss that grew ever larger inside him.
Nightwish - Nemo
Doctor Who: Doctor/Master
They ran towards Professor Yana's lab. No, not Yana. The Doctor knew, could feel it already. If there was only one other Time Lord that managed to survive, it had to be him. He left signs, clues, as if he knew the Doctor would find him.
And of course he would. They always found each other. They needed each other. After all, what was light without the darkness? (Swirling light, revealing truths) What was pleasure without pain? (Piercing pain, reforming identity) What was hope without fear? (Hearts beating faster from the hope) Who was the Doctor without the Master? (Nothing)
Snow Patrol - Wow
Hot Fuzz: Nicholas/Danny
"I thought maybe since you lost yours in the line of duty, we could share."
Nicholas smiled. "Joint custody of a peace lily? I get to water it every third weekend of ever month?"
Danny shrugged, didn't meet Nicholas' eyes. "It doesn't have to come from a broken home."
Nicholas' smile fell, realizing what Danny was suggesting. "Are you saying you want to move in together?"
Danny shrugged again. "Just seemed like a such a shame, thinking about you livin' alone, no lily, no DVDs."
Nicholas thought about Danny living alone, surrounded by his boxes. "Well, since you're already packed..."
Rocky Horror Picture Show - Time Warp (lyrics unnecessary)
Strangers with Candy: Chuck/Geoffrey
Claire asked Chuck about the fishnet stockings, and a bright red lipstick stain on his collar. Chuck explained that he left to buy her a gift, but the car stalled. He got out as a prostitute walked past, and her stiletto heel broke, and she fell, getting her lipstick on him. The stockings were hers, too. She was a mechanic and used them to tie something together. After getting it properly fixed he must have accidentally stuffed them in his pocket.
Claire believed him.
Chuck called Geoffrey and told him they were never going to a Rocky Horror showing again.