Thursday: Music of the '60's

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Good morning and welcome to Thursday! I'm evil_little_dog and today's theme is near and dear to my heart: Music of the 60's. Prompts should reference a song title or lyrics from the '60's.

The rules still haven't changed:
No more than five prompts in a row.
No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
No spoilers in prompts.
If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.

Prompts should be formatted as follows:
Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt

Here, have some examples:
Covert Affairs, Auggie+/Annie,
She's one of those girls who seems to come in the Spring
One look in her eyes and you forget everything, The Lovin' Spoonful
Fullmetal Alchemist (2003/Conqueror of Shamballa), Edward+/Winry
I won't be the same without her by my side, The Monkees

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[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Covert Affairs, Auggie+/Annie,
She's one of those girls who seems to come in the Spring
One look in her eyes and you forget everything, The Lovin' Spoonful

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist (2003/Conqueror of Shamballa), Edward+/Winry
I won't be the same without her by my side, The Monkees

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, Edward/Winry
I will boldly light that lamp and we shall walk together
Let your hair hang down, wear the dress your mother wore
Let me sleep beside you, David Bowie

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Burn Notice, Michael+/Fiona,
His rival it seems had broken his dreams
By stealing the girl of his fancy, The Beatles

[evil-little-dog.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Any
Life is bringing you so down
You don't think you can make it
Every night is a show down
Every day is just fake it, Paul Revere and the Raiders

[quitehopeless.livejournal.com]

A/N: Parker butted in on this and the story went a bit sideways from the prompt. I hope that's okay.

(Funny enough, I had this whole "that song is familiar somehow, but I don't think I know it" moment and then I went and looked and I had it on my computer. Sometimes I'm very smart.)

Also, I couldn't seem to stop using the word "tired." It was kind of on purpose, but it could be annoying, maybe?

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Eliot was tired.

Too tired.

They'd just finished a job, he'd taken a few hits but given a lot more. He wasn't tired because he was hurt. He wasn't even that hurt. He wasn't sleepy, but he was tired, the sort of fatigue that went deep into his bones and deeper into his soul. He did not want to keep pretending. He did not think he could hold up the mask for much longer.

He wasn't a good man. He needed to stop acting like he was.

“I'm not the good guy.”

“Yes, you are.”

Eliot's head jerked up, and he frowned. “Parker, what the hell are you doing here?”

“Making sure I can still break in. I check everyone's place at least once a month.”

“Don't do that.”

She smiled, and he knew she wouldn't listen to him. She wouldn't stop. It was Parker. No one could tell her anything. She moved away from his window, crossing over to join him on the couch. He gave her a look, and she leaned into him, crowding his personal space.

“Parker—”

“You're the good guy. I've seen it. We were all bad guys before, but we're not anymore. We do good now. You still hit people, still hurt them. That's who you are. You just changed the whys.”

He frowned. “Who are you and what did you do with the twenty pounds of crazy?”

She flashed him a grin. “I'm still crazy. You know I am. That's what I'll always be. I'm just... different. I use my crazy for good, like you use your hitting for good.”

“We're not good.”

“We help people.”

“Doesn't make us good. Just makes us... better than we were.”

“That's good enough.”

She put her head on his shoulder, and he thought maybe she might be right about that.

[sksdwrld.livejournal.com]

Harry Potter, Any/any, "People are strange, when you're a stranger," (The Doors)

[mihnn.livejournal.com]

A/N: Remember that time that JKR said she had planned to kill off Ron at the Battle of Hogwarts? ...Yeah

No, it can’t be, he thought to himself, his fingers shaking as he took in the image before him. He had already lost so much; it was unfair to think that he had to lose something else—someone else—so dear to him.

It was wrong. It wasn’t right. It couldn’t be right.

This was never meant to happen.

Blue eyes empty of life looked up at him, but Harry couldn’t stay, not now. He turned on his heel and ran out of the castle, his aching limbs and blood soaked clothes forgotten.

He couldn’t do this, not after everything. It was too much. It was too overwhelming. He couldn’t do this. Not now, not ever. He couldn’t.

Hermione always did say that he was the impulsive one.

* * * * *

She finds him later kneeling beside the rubble, dazed and confused with the Elder Wand in his hand.

“Harry?” she whispers softly before she joins him on her knees, her fingers lightly parting the dark strands that had fallen onto his brow.

He looks up at her when he hears her voice, his lips splitting into a small, tired smile. “Hermione.”

Her eyes are red-rimmed and her expression is crestfallen.

“Where are the others?”

Her voice breaks. “With Ron,” she says, tears coming to her eyes too quickly for his liking.

His fingers tighten into fists unconsciously, but when he looks at her, his eyes are glazed and full of confusion. “Who’s Ron?”

She stares at him, hands clutching his arms tightly in disbelief as her eyes study his and see truth in their green depths. Then her gaze falls to the wand in his hand, clutched so tight that it could break.

“Oh, Harry,” she says brokenly, “how could you?”

He looks back at her, confusion marring his features. “What? How could I what?”

She breaks down then, heaving sobs wracking her body as she collapses against him and buries her face in his shoulder.

He circles his arms around her carefully, wondering why his one and only best friend is crying over a person he has never heard of before, a person called ‘Ron.’

[jalu2.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Dean+/Sam,
"but the wind won't blow, you really shouldn't go, it only goes to show
that you will be mine, by takin' our time"
(What Is And What Should Never Be, Led Zeppelin)

[sksdwrld.livejournal.com]

Merlin, Arthur/any, "What's your name? Who's your daddy? Is he rich like me? Has he taken any time to show you what you need to live?....It's the time of the season for loving!" (The Zombies)

[sksdwrld.livejournal.com]

Harry Potter, Any/any, "Fortunate Son" (creedence clearwater revival)

[livingtolaugh.livejournal.com]

Pretty Little Liars, Toby/Spencer, I lover her, she loves me, but I don't fit her society (Down in the Boondocks)

[sksdwrld.livejournal.com]

Hemlock Grove, Olivia/any, "Mrs. Robinson" (Simon and Garfunkle)

[sksdwrld.livejournal.com]

Harry Potter OR Merlin, Harry/any OR Merlin/any, " I'm not a rat to be spat on locked up in this room Those bars that look towards the sun at night look towards the moon" (Elton John)

[livingtolaugh.livejournal.com]

Miami Vice, Sonny, Hot town summer in the city Back of my neck getting dirt and gritty Been down, isn't it a pity Doesn't seem to be a shadow in the city (Summer in the City)

[livingtolaugh.livejournal.com]

Pretty Little Liars, Jenna, I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then Ill fade away and not have to face the facts
Its not easy facin up when your whole world is black (Paint it Black)

[livingtolaugh.livejournal.com]

Any, Any, Please allow me to introduce myself, I'm a man of wealth and taste (Sympathy for the Devil)

[wendyr.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Nate & Eliot (or Sterling), "No reason to get excited", the thief he kindly spoke
"There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late". (All Along the Watchtower)

[wendyr.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Eliot, Jesus died for somebody's sins but not mine
Meltin' in a pot of thieves
Wild card up my sleeve
Thick heart of stone
My sins my own
They belong to me, me (Gloria)

[wendyr.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, any, I went down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
Down to the crossroads, fell down on my knees.
Asked the Lord above for mercy, "Save me if you please."

I went down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
Down to the crossroads, tried to flag a ride.
Nobody seemed to know me, everybody passed me by. (Crossroads)

[livingtolaugh.livejournal.com]

It's short, but I hope this is ok. Set at the end of season 2.

He's not the one who needs saving.

For the first time in ... well, ever, he's not the one who needs saving.

And it's not something stupid. It's not something fixable. Not this time.

This time ... This time's Sam's dead. Actually dead. So no ... it's not fixable. Not even something he can cope with.

Which is where the crossroads come in.

Which is where the bargaining comes in.

Which is where the begging comes in. Because Sammy's dead, actually dead ... and he can't live with that.

Not this time, not ever ... He's not the one who deserves to live anyway ...

[wendyr.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Eliot/Quinn or Eliot/Nate, Time keeps movin' on,
Friends they turn away.
I keep movin' on
But I never found out why
I keep pushing so hard the dream,
I keep tryin' to make it right
Through another lonely day (Kozmic Blues)

[lynzie914.livejournal.com]

the vampire diaries, caroline/Stefan

oh, what can it mean,
to a daydream believer
and a homecoming queen.

[lynzie914.livejournal.com]

pretty little liars, hanna marin, once upon a time you dressed so fine

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

MCU, any, I fell into a burning ring of fire/I fell down, down, down, and the flames went higher

Ring of Fire, Johnny Cash

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Any, any/any, You can't hurry love,
No, you just have to wait,
You gotta trust, give it time,
No matter how long it takes;

You Can't Hurry Love, The Supremes

Fill: Worth the Wait (Hawaii Five-0, Steve/Catherine)

[helsinkibaby.livejournal.com]

Catherine is well aware of what her girlfriends, and even a few of her very straight, very male crewmates think of her relationship with Steve McGarrett. 

It's going nowhere, they all agree. He's well known for being a commitment-phobe and she's crazy if she thinks she's going to change him. 

Catherine knows they think that but she also knows that they're wrong. 

Because she thought all that too and she still decided to date him - what the hell, she'd reasoned; scratch the itch and be done with it. But a funny thing had happened after that - they'd talked and he'd actually told her about his past, his mom's death, his dad sending him away. 

It had explained a lot. 

Catherine knows he doesn't open up like that to just anyone and it gives her hope. And when Steve keeps coming back to her, keeps taking her out, that gives her hope too. 

Hope - and happiness. 

Because she knows Steve and she knows he's falling in love with her. She's already in love with him, she knows that, so it's just a matter of waiting for him to catch up. 

It'll be worth the wait. 

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Tortall, Kel + any, You keep playin' where you shouldn't be playin'
and you keep thinkin' that you´ll never get burnt.
Ha! I just found me a brand new box of matches yeah
and what he know you ain't HAD time to learn.

These Boots Are Made For Walkin', Nancy Sinatra

[classics-lover.livejournal.com]

Torchwood, Jack(/Ianto), When I'm watchin' my TV
And that man comes on to tell me
How white my shirts can be
But he can't be a man 'cause he doesn't smoke
The same cigarrettes as me
I can't get no, oh no no no
Hey hey hey, that's what I say

I can't get no satisfaction

(I can't get no) Satisfaction, The Rolling Stones