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[non_horation]

Stolen from some random journal while browsing friend's friends. And yes, my songs are weird. That will make it more fun.

Here are lines from the first 20 songs that pop up on my playlist. The challenge: write drabbles inspired by any line of your choice! :D



1. "My nasty reputation takes me everywhere"
(Skid Row - "Youth Gone Wild")

2. "Won't you come upstairs, girl, and have a drink of champagne."
(Lynyrd Skynard - "What's Your Name?")

3. "I had a dream and you were in it
The blue of your eyes was infinite
You seemed to be
In love with me
Which isn't very realistic"
(The Magnetic Fields - "I Don't Believe You")

4. "Drop me off at a wormhole, I want to go home"
(Voltaire - "Screw the Okampa! (I Want to Go Home)")

5. "Safe in the trees you had tears on your face"
(Heart - "Dog and Butterfly")

6. "So forget your past my goodbye girl, now you're home at last"
(Hootie and the Blowfish - "Goodbye Girl")

7. "And you'll be proud to have me right by your side"
(The Nylons - "One Fine Day")

8. "I was wanting you to love me
But your love it never came
All the other love around me
Was just wasting all away"
(The Flaming Lips - "Ego Tripping at the Gates of Hell")

9. "Ask me, I won't say no, how could I?"
(The Smiths - "Ask")

10. "As they say, it's in your DNA! You're gay!"
(Avenue Q - "If You Were Gay")

11. "I get this feeling that time's just holding me down"
(Kenny Loggins - "Footloose")

12. "Bang! Bang! Knock on the door, another big bang, you're down on the floor."
(Weezer - "Buddy Holly")

13. "Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth"
(Queen - "Bohemian Rhapsody")

14. "Running just as fast as we can
Holdin' on to one another's hand
Tryin' to get away into the night"
(Tiffany - "I Think We're Alone Now")

15. "Too deep in love and we got no way out"
(Dolly Parton and Kenny Rogers - "Islands in the Stream")

16. "The night is gone
And the day is here
The stupid sun is shinin'"
(David Byrne - "Pirates")

17. "It's ten to ten and time is running out
Lock up all your memories, get outa here, you know that we can run"
(Blondie - "11:59")

18. "Apocalyptic and insane, my dreams will never change"
(30 Seconds to Mars - "Edge of the Earth")

19. "You're a knight who really likes his night life"
(Spamalot - "His Name is Lancelot")

20. " Oh loneliness Oh hopelessness
to search the ends of time
For there is in all the world
no greater love than mine."
(Annie Lennox - "Love Song for a Vampire")

Comments

[yubsie]

Slash drabbles ahoy!

[carrole.livejournal.com]

A Knight Who Really Likes the Night Life AKA Neiss to Hurt Tessa’s Brain

“That was so much fun,” she says, taking a sip from the soda cup in her hand.

“Told you midnight bowling was the greatest,” I say, leaning back in the seat to look at her. I love having a convertible. A pretty girl, a starry night, sitting at the In and Out Burger at half past two, sitting with the top down after spending two hours in a bowling alley. And we have work in the morning, and neither of us really care, because we’re sitting here in comfortable silence watching the moon and listening to the wind rush by.

[non-horation.livejournal.com]

LMAO! I love you.

[yubsie]

A Knight Who Loves the Night Life

"Come on, you promised!" Yayoi was about to pull Kei's arm out of its socket.

He just shook his head. What had possessed him to agree to this anyway? The Knight of Light did not dance. Ever.

Yet when Yayoi had suggested it with that sparkle in her eyes, he couldn’t help but agree. How did she do that? He sighed and rested a hand on her elbow. “Yes, let’s go.”

The club was not the sort of place that Kei would normally go anywhere near. Loud music, large crowds and flashing lights really weren’t his thing. At least the odds of encountering anyone he knew were low.

Yayoi tugged his arm again. Clearly, she wasn’t going to settle for just getting him into the club. He was going to have to get on the dance floor. Kei took a deep breath before plunging into the sea of movement. He could never admit that he didn’t know what to do.

His date did not share his problem. She was a blur, spinning in every direction. It was a challenge just to keep his feet out from beneath hers. He supposed that to an observer, his frantic dodging might even look like dancing.

As the night progressed, Yayoi began steering Kei to follow her movements. He didn’t ask for this lesson, but she gave it with joy. Her exuberance was contagious. By the time they made their way home in the wee hours of the morning, the Knight was really loving the nightlife.

[non-horation.livejournal.com]

LOL! It's so cute. There is something so endearing about the crack that is Kei/Yayoi. Poor Kei. :P

[yubsie]

Kei/Yayoi is insane but strangely endearing love. It just is.

And yes, poor Kei. :p

[puggywuggy.livejournal.com]

Awwwwwww. I don't know anything about Pretear, excepted what you thought you taught me, but that was cute.

And, YES, Hoyay. :P

[yubsie]

You crazy misreader.

Glad you thought it was cute. :p

[puggywuggy.livejournal.com]

"My nasty reputation takes me everywhere"

is completely, utterly Han Solo.

*A-hem* Here goes nothin'.

- - - - - - - - - - -

"So, Princess, what do you think about scoundrels now?"

You toss a grin her way and waggle your eyebrows a bit. It used to annoy her--before--but this, this is after, and the action always succeeds in making her smile.

"I don't know," she replies, and you can tell she's trying her best to repress that smile. "Actually, you had quite a reputation going around, so I suppose I had a lot of preconceived notions."

"Oh?"

"Mmhmm."

"Care to share, sweetheart?"

"Well," she returns, and it's driving you crazy the way she's sitting an arm's reach away, simply twirling her hair, "I guess I just expected something... different."

You nearly choke. "What?"

"You're a mercenary, a pirate, and I heard a lot of stories about you, down in the mess hall on the bases. Girls talk, you know--and before you say anything, yes, I did have friends."

You think you lost your dignity somewhere between "stories" and "talk," and you aren't even really sure what she said after that. "What're you trying to say?"

"I told you. I thought I had myself out for a scoundrel, but apparently it was just all talk. You really are just a nice man."

You're floored. Sure, yeah, it's great and all that she thinks of you as a nice man--it's better than when she hated you--but you have a reputation to serve, protect, and uphold!

"Is that all you think of me, sweetheart? 'Just a nice man.'"

"Well," she says, coyly, and finally, you get it--it's all just a game, and you're just now tuining in--"that's all I've been treated to. Got anything else up your sleeve, Mr. Mercenary?"

She waggles her eyebrows at you, and you suddenly understand why the move is so entrancing. She's got that sparkle in her eyes, too, and you're reminded--for the millionth time today--why, at all times, you choose the midst of being chased by TIE fighters to fall in love with this woman.

"As you'll come to see, part of the point," you reply, grabbing her by the waist, forcing her to tumble backwards next to you, "is that we won't be wearing any sleeves."

- - - - - - - - - - -

YAY. It sucks, don't make fun, but you wanted me to do it, so I did. :P

[non-horation.livejournal.com]

Aw, Puggy, it's not bad! I love H/L, and this is adorable. :P

[yubsie]

*giggle*

It's cute!

[yubsie]

Stupid Sun

All things considered, the Night Watch was a good job for a troll. Detritus got to use an interesting variety of implements. He got to be in the middle of things. He was good at getting in the middle of things. And trolls were just plain better off working the night shift.

Things had been rough for the past few weeks though. Someone new had taken charge of the Day Watch. Detritus didn’t know the new guy’s name, but he knew he was very, very lazy. Didn’t like the whole idea of the day shift starting at dawn. He thought the best solution was for the Night Watch to pick up the slack. This was supposed to be the first extended night.

Commander Vimes had sent Detritus to patrol near the new Day Captain’s home. They would see how he liked it when the night was over and the morning came.

And just what trolls meant when they said the stupid sun come out.

[non-horation.livejournal.com]

LMAO!

Only you would write Detritus fic.

[yubsie]

It was ASKING for it!

[silent-chris.livejournal.com]

Ohhh, that's good.

[yubsie]

Thanks ^_^

[littledivinity.livejournal.com]

This is why I don't allow myself to write anymore.

"The night is gone
And the day is here
The stupid sun is shinin'"
(David Byrne - "Pirates")

Fucking sunshine. Worthless, bright, torturous, a daily reminder of the current situation of his life.

The sunrises, and he sits up to look around his cage, the white heat of the sun glaring off the iron bars of his prison cell. No matter which direction he looks, all he sees is grey concrete, save for the small corner that holds a grungy looking toilet. Every. Single. Day. The same view.

His life currently consists of waking, showering with twenty other men who he wouldn’t touch on a dare, “eating”, and sitting in a cell staring at his hands, counting scars and freckles to pass the time. What a life, indeed.

[non-horation.livejournal.com]

LMAO! Poor stupid Sark. This is what you get for NOT DRIVING AWAY. :P

[sunshine-queen.livejournal.com]

Okay. I wrote an ENTIRE DRABBLE before seeing that NICA USED THE SAME QUOTE. Furthering the fact that we are THE SAME PERSON.



"My nasty reputation takes me everywhere."
(Skid Row - "Youth Gone Wild")




"Why, Mrs. Vaughn," Sark greets with a purr, "You're so far from home, and in such a state. I'm sure your husband-"

She silences him with a glare. "Perhaps if you worried a little more about my husband and a little more about your job, I wouldn't have had to come out here at such an ungodly hour."

"Darling, you're less upset than you're pretending."

"I was wondering, though- how did you get here so fast? Things amiss in the Vaughn household?"

She glowers again, countered by the shining pink satin of her slip with a black skirt carelessly shimmied over it. "My nasty reputation takes me everywhere," she says drily, as though she were referring to a mode of transportation.

Sark eyes her appreciatively as she unzips the skirt and lets it fall to the floor. "It's everywhere you want to be."

[non-horation.livejournal.com]

First off, hilariously approproate icon. :P

And hee at the fic. Poor Lauren, keeping up appearances is harder when people know you're evil.