Thursday: Misheard Lyrics
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ravenspear, bringing you my last theme for the week.
Today, we're going to be playing with a theme close to my heart; Misheard Lyrics. Because we've probably all had lyrics we got totally, incredibly wrong. And sometimes they're really funny and/or fitting to our favorite characters/pairings. And if you are one of those people who've never gotten a song lyric wrong in your life, then I direct you to KissThisGuy.Com, so you can use (and lol at) other people's mishearings.
And, of course, we always have to follow the rules:
♥ No more than five "live" prompts at any time.
♥ No more than three prompts from a specific fandom.
♥ No spoilers in your prompts until at least a week after release/air/publication date. If your fill is spoilerly, mark it obviously as such.
♥ Respect our codemonkey overlords, and format your prompts in the way that is pleasing to them:
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ravenspear, bringing you my last theme for the week.Today, we're going to be playing with a theme close to my heart; Misheard Lyrics. Because we've probably all had lyrics we got totally, incredibly wrong. And sometimes they're really funny and/or fitting to our favorite characters/pairings. And if you are one of those people who've never gotten a song lyric wrong in your life, then I direct you to KissThisGuy.Com, so you can use (and lol at) other people's mishearings.
And, of course, we always have to follow the rules:
♥ No more than five "live" prompts at any time.
♥ No more than three prompts from a specific fandom.
♥ No spoilers in your prompts until at least a week after release/air/publication date. If your fill is spoilerly, mark it obviously as such.
♥ Respect our codemonkey overlords, and format your prompts in the way that is pleasing to them:
GOTH; Kamiyama/Morini + outside POV; the creepers live up the street from me. (Live, Shit Towne)
Angel Sanctuary/Supernatural; Belial/Balthazar; First I'm gonna give you up. Then I'm gonna let you down. Then I'm gonna run around and hurt you. (Rick Astley, Never Gonna Give You Up)
(tag="misheardlyrics")
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Date: 2011-12-02 12:58 am (UTC)Dean looked up at the shocked looking waitress.
"We just got him exorcised." He explained with a shrug. "You never can be too careful when it comes to weird stuff happening."
The watress nods and brings them free pie in sympathy.
Dean loves the bible belt, even if he's starting to get annoyed by Sam's obsession with everything being post-satanic.
Re: Title: The Icy Summer (dark!fic)
Date: 2011-12-02 01:48 am (UTC)Re: Moves Like A Tiger, Torchwood Jack/Ianto, R
Date: 2011-12-02 02:01 am (UTC)Re: FILL: "Hot Pocket Rocket"; Mythbusters; Adam, Jamie; one-sentence fic
Date: 2011-12-02 02:19 am (UTC)AtS, Fred/Gunn, "DJ Gunn is falling in love"
Date: 2011-12-02 02:33 am (UTC)So is, like, everything else, obviously.
Living without something for five years makes you appreciate it so much more, it's almost mindblowing. The food on Earth is wonderful. The hot showers, the quick transportation, the books, the having conversation with people who don't want to kill you. It's all so great.
But the music... Maybe it's just the way it's presented, but it's like Gunn knows every awesome song ever, and he only ever plays her the good ones.
They cuddle up in the front seat of his truck and drain thermoses of coffee and eat their weight in Chinese food and, yeah, watch out for evil demons while he reminds her of what she missed.
The music is better than she remembered, but it doesn't even compare to falling in love.
Re: AtS, Fred/Gunn, "DJ Gunn is falling in love"
Date: 2011-12-02 02:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-02 03:56 am (UTC)Re: fill, spn, Godstiel and an ofc, pg
Date: 2011-12-02 04:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-02 05:26 am (UTC)Re: Title: Again
Date: 2011-12-02 07:05 am (UTC)Silent Wings (Supernatural, 2014!Cas, PG)
Date: 2011-12-02 07:10 am (UTC)Heaven was glorious.
Shining and pure, power crackling in the air like thunderbolts. He looked down at the mortal plane and frowned at their uncleanliness, scoffed at their ignorance, looked disapprovingly upon their transgressions.
And then for the first time in two thousand years, he walked upon the earth and felt it writhe beneath his stolen feet, twisting and leaping and buzzing with energy, life. And the humans were-- well, they were so human.
But then came the Devil, and the war that never stopped. His brothers fled like cowards, bats flocking to hide in their dank caves before the Morning Star. And the silence in his head, it was deafening. He wondered if this was what it was like to be human.
It was no wonder they were all so unhappy.
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Date: 2011-12-02 07:26 pm (UTC)Re: Title: Burn it Down (SPN, Jo Harvelle)
Date: 2011-12-02 08:31 pm (UTC)Re: Microfic: The Hunger Games, Katniss/Peeta.
Date: 2011-12-02 08:37 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-03 03:14 pm (UTC)Hardison sat at the corner desk, playing with his computer as usual. Parker was perched on a bookshelf behind him, singing to herself. Eliot just smirked, waiting for the outburst from Hardison.
Sure enough, he didn't have long to wait.
"WHAT?! No, Parker, no! That just ain't right!"
"But that's what the song says!"
"No. No, it's not. Eliot, you know music as well or better than the rest of us. Tell her that ain't right!"
Well, this was a new one. He'd never heard them argue about song lyrics before. Eliot stood and walked over to the bickering duo. "What are ya'll going off about now?"
"Parker's trying to get me to sing something about wanting boobs!"
"I didn't write the song, Eliot. And it says when I grow up, I wanna have boobies!"
Eliot sighed. "The actual line says I wanna have groupies, Parker."
The tiny blonde blinked up at him. "But I don't want groupies! I'd get caught. Maybe worse. I'm not going to sing that I want groupies. Besides, I want boobies."
Eliot blinked. "You're a woman. You already have breasts, Parker!"
The thief pouted. "Apparently they're not big enough."
"Whoa, Parker, what are you talking about? Not big enough? Why would you want them any bigger?"
"Well, you never notice me. Every girl I see you go off with has a rack. Like that Raquel that tried to kill you. I don't and you never look at me like that, so I figure I'd need a rack to get you to notice me."
Eliot's breath caught in his throat as he nudged Parker out of the corner. "You're perfect the way you are, Parker," he whispered as he steered them both toward the couch. "It's not because your breasts are to small."
"Then why is it? 'Cause you think I'm too crazy?"
Eliot sighed. "No, it's because you're too precious. You're our sunshine, Parker. I don't want anything to happen to you. You don't know the kind of people I've dealt with before we had this team. Anyone of them would kill you first to get to me if they knew how I feel about you. And that's if they're in a good mood. I can't let that happen."
Parker grinned. "Silly. What do you think would've happened to me if we hadn't beaten that Sterenko? I'm nott made out of glass, Eliot. I've nearly gotten killed more times than I can count. You know I can fight. Not as well as you, but you've taught me a lot. I have my own price on my head. You don't need to protect me this way."
Eliot swallowed thickly. He put a hand on her cheek and drew her close to him. Leaning down, pressed his lips to hers. Her mouth opened at the contact. He eased them onto the couch, wrapping his arms around her. "You're the most amazing woman I've ever met, Parker," he breathed in her ear.
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Date: 2011-12-03 05:40 pm (UTC)“What? You, getting that wrong?”
Spike swung the guitar back and stepped up to him. “Not wrong, love. Not at all.”
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Date: 2011-12-03 10:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-04 12:21 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-04 12:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-04 03:31 am (UTC)fic: Welcome to Hallmark Habilitation Home
Date: 2011-12-18 04:41 am (UTC)It’s the most wholesome prison Dean’s ever been in. Every time Dean rolls his eyes, Sam babbles more psycho-neuro-touchy-feely-pseudo-science shit about it being healing and good for him.
Fuck that. If Dean has to eat one more vegetable he’s going to go postal.
Re: fic: Welcome to Hallmark Habilitation Home
Date: 2011-12-19 12:38 am (UTC)Re: FILL: Sherlock (BBC); Sherlock, John; Take it to the fridge (Sexy Back by Justin Timberlake)
Date: 2011-12-24 04:07 am (UTC)Re: FILL: "Hot Pocket Rocket"; Mythbusters; Adam, Jamie; one-sentence fic
Date: 2011-12-31 06:21 am (UTC)Re: FILL: "Hot Pocket Rocket"; Mythbusters; Adam, Jamie; one-sentence fic
Date: 2012-01-02 04:27 am (UTC)