pinch hit: lyrics

[tigriswolf]

I was just asked to put up a pinch hit, so here y'all go: today's theme is lyrics. Pick your favorite stanza from a poem or verse from a song and give it a fandom and character you think it applies.

The rules are, as always:

+ No more than five prompts in a row
+ No more than three prompts per fandom
+ If one or more of your prompts is filled today, then you may prompt again
+ No spoilers within prompts until a week after the airdate/release
+ Warn for spoilers in bold and leave at least three spaces before the text


Have fun!



tag = lyrics

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[radondoran.livejournal.com]

Monsters University, Johnny Worthington, He is handling the money, he is serving the food / He knows about your party, he is calling you dude

[radondoran.livejournal.com]

Better Off Ted, Veronica Palmer, She is fast, thorough, and sharp as a tack / She is touring the facility and picking up slack

[daria234.livejournal.com]

Hello, all:

It was very enjoyable seeing glimpses of all of you as I briskly walked through your work areas. I am certain that seeing improved your morale, which is very important to the company. The company cares about you.

Please promptly inform Human Resources that I took the time to note how much the company cares about you.

Are you done telling them? Then keep reading.

I noticed several changes that should be made immediately. They are as follows:

1) Many of you have extremely unattractive haircuts. While the company cannot legally comment on your faces, I would suggest that a proper haircut is the least that some of you could do.

2) Many of you are simply peeling off throwing away the sentient moss that has been growing on your desks and chairs. Phil and Lem are very distressed about this situation, since they feel that this will hurt the moss' feelings. Also, throwing rapid-growing highly invasive sentient moss into the garbage could leave the company vulnerable to lawsuits from nosy, disgusting environmentalists.

3) The emotion control caps provided to you by the company are for your benefit to help you focus only on generating profit. Please do not remove the caps in order to make personal calls, to "socialize," or to otherwise engage is unprofitable behaviors.

4) Many of you have nicknames that others in the office like to call you. These nicknames are often several times longer, such as using "Jimboreeno" for "Jim." It is inappropriate for subordinates to have nicknames before their superiors. I will expect a highly flattering nickname by the end of the day.

5) I know that many of you have complaints about the new secure login system for the office computers. While it does take an extra few seconds to log on, it is worth it for the added security it provides. Again, simply tie the security cord around your neck and wait until it tightens enough to read your biometrics. You may call for help if the security cord does not stop tightening. Please be aware that tech support estimates a 5 hour wait and that you might want to turn the computer off and then on again. Unless this makes the computer kill you faster, in which case you shouldn't have done that.

6) I have decided that the colors puce, orange, green, and ecru lack the sophistication that this company deserves. Please make sure your clothing, desk supplies, hair, and medications do not come in any of these colors.

7) I overheard many complaints about sleep deprivation when you thought I wasn't eavesdropping. You should remember that I'm everywhere. Like the air you breathe. Or that you would breathe if the office weren't filled with "Cair," Veridian's new alternative to air, specifically made for commercial environments. Anyway, to address this problem, we will all be taking power naps every afternoon. Please make sure to sign the Waiver that acknowledges the slight possibility of undergoing experimental procedures while asleep. While I of course cannot make guarantees, it is highly unlikely that you will be turned into a cat-person due to the litterbox issues we all remember from last spring.

Thank you for your prompt compliance with these demand-requests.

Your leader,
Veronica Palmer

[swan-secrets.livejournal.com]

Firefly/Serenity, River Tam (/any), Run and hide your crazy and start actin’ like a lady

[swan-secrets.livejournal.com]

BtvS, Faith Lehane, And never mind that noise you heard / It's just the beast under your bed / In your closet, in your head

Don't know why Metallica made me think of this....

[daria234.livejournal.com]

After the big battle, Faith wanders around. She can't quite bring herself to set up little kindergartens for all the new slayers, and she definitely can't stay in one place for too long.

A year after, Giles contacts her with an offer.

They're forming an army of demons and other creatures to fight other creatures. Evil fighting on the side of good. Some bound by spells or deals, some there for pay, some there for the chance to kill other monsters, and some there, supposedly, to atone for their pasts.

Faith knows why Giles asks her, and only her, to lead them.

"Sure," she tells him over the phone. "Sounds like a riot."

--

With this group, Faith knows she has to lay down the law.

Ironic, since she had never given a damn about rules before.

But the first time a demon tries to challenge her for leadership of the team, suggesting that they should kill monsters so that they could be the biggest bad in town, Faith cuts him into pieces and lets the carnivorous demons eat the scraps.

There is no second time.

When they fight among themselves, she gives both sides a bruising but then listens to their complaints. She always tries to be fair, regardless of who or what they are. Fair, equitable, and always holding something sharp.

When they are outnumbered, she gives a rousing speech, just like the ones she's seen before, except with more emphasis on the bloodthirst. The more honest she is about herself, about how good, how clean it feels to stab a beast, the more courageous her army becomes.

They all fear her, right from the start, but over time, they start to respect her too. They trust her. Some of them even like her, and not just the Groful demon who keeps writing her bad poems.

She watches over this army as well as she can. They mostly sleep during the day, so she does too, but only for an hour or too, and always lightly. She wakes at the slightest noise. Because they may trust her, but she's never going to be stupid enough to trust them.

Sometimes, when she sleeps, she dreams that she has become a demon. She never cries out (she never shows weakness). Sometimes she dreams she is a vampire, that she hunts down all her old friends and bleeds them dry (this one, she knows, is not that far from the truth). Sometimes, she still dreams of slayers of the past, their deaths biting into her mind, their last gasps of air thumping in her chest.

When she wakes and sees that she is surrounded by familiar evils, she is relieved.

She is always on guard here, always showing who has the real power, always ready to slice and dice. It is more comfortable than it should be.

She has never wondered why Giles wanted her to lead this army.

She is a monster, a beast with a sword, who fights, inexplicably, for the side of good. She sinks her teeth into violence like it's a steak, a raw slab of night and noise clamoring for her teeth to find it.

She is surrounded by things of darkness. She leads them well.

[rei382.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, Roy/Ed,
"You and I go hard at each other like we're going to war/ You and I go rough, we keep throwing things and slammin' the doors/ You and I get so damn dysfunctional we stopped keeping score/ You and I get sick, yeah I know that we can't do this no more/ But baby there you again, there you again making me love you/ Yeah I stopped using my head, using my head let it all go/ Got you stuck on my body, on my body like a tattoo/ And now i'm feeling stupid, feeling stupid crawling back to you

(One More Night by Maroon 5)

[rei382.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, Ed (+any), "Dreams don't run, I've got the wrong idea
That's right, the one running is me. Isn't that right? How about it?" (Yume Yume by One Ok Rock)

[rei382.livejournal.com]

Fullmetal Alchemist, Roy (/Ed), "This is the way you left me,
I'm not pretending.
No hope, no love, no glory,
No Happy Ending." (Happy Ending - MIKA)

[radondoran.livejournal.com]

Tintin, Captain Haddock, You didn't have to say that I'm no good, 'cause I know

no fill

[elfgirljen.livejournal.com]

but your icon is amazing!
May I borrow it?

[enmuse.livejournal.com]

MCU, Tony/any, You were the first to Recognize and refer to Everything I am Not just who I'm trying to be ("Anti-Hero" Marlon Roudette)

[enmuse.livejournal.com]

MCU/Agents of SHIELD, Coulson/any, I've been having that dream again It seems I always will I don't know what the thing means except it sends me to the telephone ("It's Only Me" Dessa)

pt1

[daria234.livejournal.com]

When it starts, Clint thinks it's a technical glitch. But after a few times, he cusses up a storm and calls Tony.

"Seriously, who the fuck prank calls someone who can take them out at 1600 yards?!" Clint said.

Tony furrowed his eyebrows. "I... actually can't figure it out." He sat back and grinned. "I totally just found a hacker better than I am."

"Fucking huge amount of good that does me," Clint grumbled.

"So what is it, like heavy breathing? Do they ask you what you're wearing?" Tony said, grinning.

"Shut up, Stark. It's just someone calling, then I answer, then they hang up."

"Do you have anything especially valuable in your apartment? They must be checking if you're home," Steve said.

They all said nothing.

Steve realized, "Calling a cell phone wouldn't tell someone if you're home."

"I'm seriously need to shoot something," Clint said.

Natasha intervened. "Next time they call, hand the phone to me."

"Why?" Clint asked.

She gave him a look.

"Fine. But the last time you took a message wrong, we almost ended up on another planet."

"That was completely your fault," she said cheerfully.

---

[wendyr.livejournal.com]

Kane RPF, Christian/Steve Oh, I wish I'd never ever seen your face I wish you were the one that got away" (The Civil Wars) (no making Christian the bad guy here, please)

[snow-white.livejournal.com]

He was beginning to like the conventions less and less, particularly the ones in Europe - because it seemed to him as though the further he travelled from home, the more predatory the fans became. Sure, when he was on that stage, he belonged to the audience one hundred per cent, but when he wasn't on that stage he wanted his time to be his own -

(yours and Steve's)

He sighed gently, leaning back in the chair by the window, and he thought about the time he and Steve were here nearly two years ago for the Vampire Ball. With most of Saturday to kill, they'd jumped into a cab which had taken them to Covent Garden; they'd spent hours walking through the market, watching street performers, sitting outside a little Italian café drinking coffee - just him and Steve in their own little bubble, surrounded by tourists and nobody recognising them...

When had that bubble burst? Longer ago than he wanted to think, if he was honest.

The two of them had eyed each other up for who knows how long before that Friday night when the two of them had been leaving Dante's - when Steve had cornered him in the parking lot, leaning towards him with a smile and asking, "So how long are we gonna keep dancing around each other like this?" - and that weekend when they'd hardly gotten out of bed had been the start of it. Oh, he'd heard the stories about Steve being a player, how no sane person would get involved with Steve unless they had a death wish - but he'd told himself he could handle it, that it wasn't going to go any further than sex...

...but the trouble was, it had. He'd fallen for Steve, fallen hard; he'd started to think that he'd be the one Steve would change for, and by the time he'd realised that he was just another notch on a bedpost it was too late.

Chris stared out of the hotel room window at the bright lights that were London on a Saturday night, wondering where Steve was and when he'd be coming back - although the inner voice he should have listened to a long time ago was answering those questions for him. Pressing his forehead against the window, his ears picking up the noise in the street below, he thought about that Friday evening outside Dante's - and he wished he'd ignored that smile and driven home alone.

[enmuse.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, Gabriel/Sam, You found me, you found me
Lyin' on the floor
Surrounded, surrounded
Why'd you have to wait?
Where were you? Where were you?
Just a little late
You found me, you found me
Why'd you have to wait?
To find me, to find me
("You Found Me" The Fray)

[enmuse.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, (wee!)Sam + any angel, gen, I remember tears streaming down your face
When I said, "I'll never let you go"
When all those shadows almost killed your light
I remember you said, "Don't leave me here alone" ("Safe and Sound" Taylor Swift)

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

any, any, I could have saved a life that day,
But I choose to look the other way.

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

Teen Wolf, any, Once, in a fable, the moon woke the dead.

[mangacrack.livejournal.com]

Supernatural, John + sons, I’m just the boy inside the man, not exactly who you think I am
I’m just a speck inside your hand, you came and made me who I am (Be Somebody)

[enmuse.livejournal.com]

Haven, Audrey(/Duke/Nathan), ‘Cause they took your loved ones
But returned them in exchange for you
But would you have it any other way?
Would you have it any other way?
You couldn't have it any other way
("What the Water Gave Me" Florence + the Machine)

[synnerxx.livejournal.com]

Bandom, Pete/Patrick, The person that youd take a bullet for is behind the trigger - Miss Missing You, Fall Out Boy

[wendyr.livejournal.com]

Leverage, Eliot/Quinn (or Nate), Standin' there, in the morning mist
A Jack and Coke at the end of my wrist
Yes, I remember when first we kissed
Though it was nothing at all
Like a wrecking ball (Wrecking Ball, Gillian Welch)

[blondebabe800.livejournal.com]

any, any, When I look in the mirror, sometimes I see traces of some other guy

Blue Rodeo, 'Till I Am Myself Again
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CKcZsBLS17U

Fill: BtVS, Willow(/Tara)

[foxstarreh.livejournal.com]

When Willow finds her first white hair in the mirror, it’s like a weight is lifted off of her shoulders. There’s an ‘oh,’ and a moment, and then relief.
White.

It’s not coming back.

There’s black and there’s white and some way, somehow, it’s been as if the black was never truly gone without the white. Like ever since she lost Tara, ever since she collapsed into Xander’s arms, weeping for her lost love and her frightened friends and her broken crayon and all the pain they’d gone through, day after day, year after year, like ever since then, she’s just been standing on the edge, waiting for the black.

But now she can see her future. Now she can see that she’s only herself.

The dark, the hurt, the shadow, it can’t creep up on her anymore. Sooner or later, it’ll have nowhere to hide. She’s not going to look into the mirror anymore and see who she doesn’t want to see.

The black is black and the white is white and now the white will grow and swell and there will be more good in her than there is evil, there will be more light in her than there could ever be dark.

She will change and evolve and move forward.

It’s what Tara would have wanted.

[blondebabe800.livejournal.com]

Death Note, Misa/Light,

It isn't that hard, boy, to like you or love you
I'd follow you down, down, down

Lana Del Rey, Million Dollar Man
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B5H467MnzVs

Once Upon A Dream

[rett-chan.livejournal.com]

Misa dreams:
that she and Light are angels in Heaven, so beautiful and so bright. Light is the brightest of all, of course, and he makes wonderful plans to turn the world of humans into such a paradise as is Heaven.

However, even Heaven is not completely free of evil. Certain others plot in turn, to stop Light and his wonderful plans.

And they succeed.

Light screams as he plummets down, down, down into the void. Misa cries out in horror and claps her hands over her ears. When she lowers them, she sees that they are covered in warm red liquid like strawberry syrup.

She realises that she is shaking. "Light!" she screams, and she sounds like nothing human, perhaps something more like a mighty bird, although not quite that either.

She throws herself over the edge of Heaven and falls down, down, down into the void. It hurts like the fires of stars are burning her skin and her insides; she is unravelling.

And then she wakes up.

"Light," she whispers into the dark. "Do you ever have this dream?"

She has been dreaming this ever since she met him, and every time it feels a little more real, and all her life before Light feels a little less real.

It doesn't really worry her.

[lah-mrh.livejournal.com]

Star Trek XI, Spock Prime, Where do you go and what do you do / When you lose everything you ever knew?

[lah-mrh.livejournal.com]

Star Trek XI, Winona(/George) & Jim, All alone I heal this heart of sorrow
All alone I raise this child
Flesh and bone, he's just
Bursting towards tomorrow
And his laughter fills my world and wears your smile

[ivotedforsaxon.livejournal.com]

Pacific Rim, Newt/Hermann

If i'm crazy then it's true
That it's all because of you
And you wouldn't want me any other way

(Billy Joel - "You May Be Right")

[rett-chan.livejournal.com]

Black Lagoon, Hansel/Gretel,
You have bound my heart with subtle chains
So much pleasure that it feels like pain
So entwined now that we can't shake free
I am you and you are me
-I Am You by Depeche Mode