WHY HERROW.

[bellumina]

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~.

botling //

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emilie autumn ¬ i want my innocence back.

[bellumina]

He digs his nails into his palms, putting enough pressure on the flesh that it gives way, and blood flows through the new openings. The nightmares, memories -- they don't go away, they never, ever leave.

Each night, they come back. He remembers the screams. The burnt flesh. The blood. The guilt. Eighteen's a pretty early age for anything that serious to happen.

He's twenty-seven now. It still doesn't go away. He smells the burnt hair, chokes on the smoke.

"It's okay," he'll say to the person in bed next to him, lips pressed against a sweaty forehead. "It's okay. It was just a dream."

But he doesn't say he has them too. He doesn't say he's not perfect, because Charles Milano isn't weak, and Sullivan isn't supposed to know that he's not the only one with nightmares that cause him to wake up screaming in the middle of the night.

Infected Mushroom - I Wish (Skazi Remix)

[keikain]

Mukuro let out a soft sigh of contentment as he felt it cut into skin, the pure rush of power when he knew that the fight had been won. No one had a chance against an attack that would end them the second they were sliced by his trident. There wasn't anyone that could avoid him forever. Certainly, yes, Byakuran was different. A powerful man with allies farther than even he knew, he hadn't been easy to get close to

radiohead ¬ backdrifts. (honeymoon is over.)

[bellumina]

The snow falls around him. He's awake. He's alive. Well. Maybe not so much the latter. But he's certainly awake, and the cold doesn't bother him like it used to. He touches his neck. No blood

Hi-brid - Golden Boy (Jimmy Mix)

[keikain]

Her skin is wet against his lips, strangely cool to the touch. She's elegant, something truly beyond human and it consumes him in a way that he doesn't fully understand. His eyes lid against the pleasure of it against his own. He knows he shouldn't trust her. There's something wrong lurking in the edges of his consciousness even as he draws closer.

Beasts like the two of them, so consumed by what shouldn't exist, what couldn't exist for the stability of them all, should never meet. And, yet, here he is, pressed tight against her, fingers memorizing the smooth surface of skin ages older than it appears.

Witch, yes. He knows of the terrors that lurk inside of her, what processes her mind must be ticking away at, because he knows them, too. They whisper to him like she does, in the quiet of his labs at night. But, he's different, than her, he thinks.

He doesn't listen, he tells himself. But it doesn't change the fact that he shares this with her.

And she smiles.

Kanno Youko - Vital Force

[keikain]

There's a rush as the wind hits his face and he remembers what it's like to live his dreams again. To actually feel the sky around him, to know that the ground is so far below him and there's nothing but him and the air that wisps around him is a precious, powerful feeling.

He doesn't even pay attention to those around him, the sounds of the radio static, the voices of those on the ground below, because it's not important. Not when there's a world just waiting for him to dive into it.

He takes a long, deep breath and plunges.