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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
(Note: This is the first time I actually played by the rules of this stupid thing, and my playlist made it look like I rigged it. And it was evil, too. Damn thing.)
1. "Was I to blame for being unfair?" - the Mamas and the Papas, "I call your name"
2. "It's a sunrise and sunset, your lover is an actress Did you really think she would stay?" - Bright Eyes, "Sunrise, Sunset"
3. "Recall those days, look back on all those times, think of the things we'll never do." - The Phantom of the Opera, "Think of Me"
4. "Stay, lady, stay, stay with your man awhile," - Bob Dylan, "Lay, Lady, Lay"
5. "Angels, they fell first but I'm still here, alone as they are drawing near" - Nightwish, "End of all hope"
6. "Cherished dreams forever asleep" - Muse, "Endlessly"
7. "Stacey, can't you see, you're just not the girl for me, I know it might be wrong, but, I'm in love with Stacey's mom." - Fountains of Wayne, "Stacey's Mom"
8. "the man, the myth, the monotone," - Bree Sharp, "David Duchovny"
9. "Well it's too bad, and it's too sad, but I'm in love with you," - Jennifer Garner, "Since I fell for you"
10. "I don't care if it hurts, I wanna have control." -Damien Rice cover of Radiohead's "Creep"
11. "Maybe there's a God above, and all I ever learned from love was how to shoot at someone who outdrew you." - Rufus Wainwright, "Hallelujah"
12. "What do you think you'll do then? I bet that'll shoot down your plane. It'll take you a couple of vodka and tonics, to set you on your feet again." - Elton John, "Goodbye, Yellow Brick Road"
13. "Each night he would find her there, swinging in the coconut tree." - Debbie Reynolds, "Aba Daba Honeymoon"
14. "Now all that's left on me is what I pretend to be, so together, but so broken up inside" - Kelly Clarkson, "Behind these hazel eyes"
15. "Standing in the sunlight laughing, hide behind a rainbow’s wall," - Van Morrison, "Brown-Eyed Girl"
16. "But give me your hand and you will see your heart is keeping time with me." - Aqualung, "Brighter than Sunshine"
17. ""In a sense," he said "you're alone here - so if you jump, you best jump far." - Tori Amos, "Leather"
18. "If you walk out on me, I'm walking after you," - Foo Fighters, "Walking after you"
19. "The social papers say I've got the biggest balls of all," - ACDC, "Big Balls"
20. "Here I go, scream my lungs out and try to get to you- you are my only one" - Yellowcard, "Only One"
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Date: 2005-06-21 05:47 pm (UTC)“If You Walk Out On Me, I’m Walking After You AKA a post Season 4 Neiss drabble”
The beeps were all that broke the silence. Everyone promised that they were working as hard as they could to make sure that they would have the antidote, eventually.
For now, sedated, healing, she laid there.
He hadn’t forgotten what had happened the last time she was in the hospital. He’d been hard pressed not to get downright hostile when her father had entered the room to check on her.
So he sat there in the quiet and waited. Because he wasn’t going anywhere. “No nowhere, not no how,” he whispered, half expecting her gentle smile.
It still didn’t appear.
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Date: 2005-06-21 06:02 pm (UTC)That said,
Awww, poor Weiss! He quoted the Cowardly Lion!
And I looooooove "The Wizard of Oz." Immensely.
So thank you!
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Date: 2005-06-21 06:45 pm (UTC)And it had Nadia. And it...kinda made sense. I guess. Somehow. :P
At least it wasn't on crack. Cause the one I did for Yubs was *seriously* on crack. :P
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Date: 2005-06-21 06:07 pm (UTC)And awww, that was so sweet and sad. Poor Weiss. And, well, poor Nadia, too. All is no longer happy in Neiss land and this crushes my soul.
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Date: 2005-06-21 06:46 pm (UTC)I guess this is punishment for not understanding the Vaughn!love. Like, I get part of the Vaughn!love. But I get in that Vaughn is the one you spend the night with and Weiss is the one you take home.
Seriously. If my boyfriend worked for the CIA and not Kmart, he would *be* Weiss.
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Date: 2005-06-21 07:50 pm (UTC)Honestly, before my hardcore hatred started, I never understood how people could find Weiss attractive. I wish I could, even a little bit, because a lot of people are all, Weiss! *snuggle* And I'm all... no? thank you?
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Date: 2005-06-21 06:18 pm (UTC)(SyVa, s3)
These are the kinds of moments where she almost wishes he had stayed a French teacher. She'd assumed that after enduring a resurrection of sorts, everything else would pale in comparison. Sydney has always needed to believe in her own strength, and so it is stinging and foreign, this new weakness. His presence is something she'd thought she had been prepared to endure.
Now it is only the two of them here in the conference room, him scribbling something down, her lingering because she has nowhere else to go. (Weiss is at a family reunion; her father is in Prague.) He's left handed, and she remembers taking note of that once absently. Deciding it was cute. Which is silly, she concludes now. How is which hand someone uses to write with cute?
Love turns people into fools; centuries of great literature, thousands of Hollywood fairytales can attest to this.
She sighs without noticing. He glances up.
"Is something wrong?" He still looks at her the same way he had when he'd loved her and she hates him a little bit for that.
"No," she says, and smiles and does not, does not look at his left hand. "No, it's nothing."
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Date: 2005-06-21 06:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-21 06:55 pm (UTC)And beautiful drabble, Nita! I love anything and everything you write. You could kill Vaughn and have Sydney marry Mulder and have them kill Scully and then go hang out with Buffy and Hermione, and it would still be pretty.
Dude, I know. Just roll with me, here, and don't get any ideas!
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Date: 2005-06-21 07:44 pm (UTC)Damn it, now I'm tempted.
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Date: 2005-06-21 07:51 pm (UTC)This fic was gorgeous, Nita, thank you. And yes. Left-handed. The beautiful men of Alias are left-handed. And holy mother of snap, Nitzers, how did you remember how hot I found that?
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Date: 2005-06-21 08:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-06-21 07:58 pm (UTC)16. "But give me your hand and you will see your heart is keeping time with me." - Aqualung, "Brighter than Sunshine"
The air is filled with the dull scents of every other hospital room in America: Antiseptic, cheap air freshener, plastic, and the ever-present aroma of death.
But beneath this, she can smell him. His spicy aftershave, the light cologne he has always worn, even the lingering hint of smoke from the occasional cigarette he sneaks.
She can feel her throat begin to close, but she knows it is not from the fragrances assaulting her senses, it is the sight of his face. So bruised and broken. Slowly she eases herself into a bedside chair and delicately lays a hand on his chest, lifting one of his to her own breast, continuous beating reminders that they still live.
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Date: 2005-06-21 08:13 pm (UTC)100 Words is Hell :P
Date: 2005-07-05 10:36 am (UTC)"Standing in the sunlight laughing, hide behind a rainbow’s wall," - Van Morrison, "Brown-Eyed Girl"
They both still stand in awe of the baby. Her eyes are wide and brown, like her mother’s, but other features are clearly his. His wife rocks the baby in her arms and smiles up at him, a bright burst of sunlight that warms him in ways he still can’t explain.
“Sometimes I can’t believe she’s ours,” she says, leaning forward to give their daughter a kiss, “that together, we made her. She’s so perfect, and I – “
She stops and he shakes his head, resting his hand on her shoulder.
“You’re both perfect. My brown-eyed girls, Sydney and Laura.”
Re: 100 Words is Hell :P
Date: 2005-07-05 11:24 am (UTC)and exactly 100 words! woo hoo!
Re: 100 Words is Hell :P
Date: 2005-07-05 08:46 pm (UTC)