1)Choose a pairing.
2)Put your music player on shuffle.
3)Write something about your chosen pairing for each of the first 10 songs; you have only the length of the song to write in. Make note of the songs and artists.
'Ugly' – Brie Larson.
Like so many other female adolescents, Raven struggled with herself on a daily basis. Her reflection mocked her, her self-perceived imperfections like beacons in the mirror's glass. She could not be convinced otherwise. She was inconsolable. Raven's mind was one that liked to sneak up on her, to prey on her self-esteem with constant reminders of past mistakes and moments of weakness, over which she'd had no control. There was only one thing in her life she was proud of. And he knocked on her door at that exact moment. She turned from the reflected image. To her world. Beast Boy.
'Scars' – Papa Roach.
Both of them loathed the markers left behind of times in which the world had beaten them down, whether that had been in an attempt to save it, or in the dark corner of a lonely bedroom when everything had simply been too much. Neither of them needed these physical scars, for the ones left on their fragile minds and struggling hearts were even more painful, and not yet healed. If they had not had each other, what would have they had? Sometimes they resented each other for this understanding, for the other's presence was a reminder in itself. Fixing another is a hard job when one cannot fix themselves. But they had not yet given up. They felt too strongly for each other to let such things tear them down or pull them apart.
'Diary of Jane' – Breaking Benjamin.
He had known from the beginning that it would be an uphill battle that might have even turned out to be a fruitless fight. But what's worth having is worth fighting for, whether you get it in the end or not. At least, that's what Beast Boy told himself. Every time she walked in his eyes would follow her, he didn't know what she wanted from him. He didn't know what he could do. He was near desperate for her attention and most of the time she hated him for his intrusions. There's a fine line between hatred and love; but neither of them had much of an understanding of that. His desperation permeated the air between them, conversation was stiff and awkward. He knew he was pathetic. But the feelings she provoked were simply too strong for him to bear. He needed to understand. He needed her to give him a chance.
'In Transit' – Mark Hoppus featuring Pete Wentz.
The Titans were pressured by those who didn't understand what they went through. At such a young age they had not yet discovered themselves, but saving countless lives left little room to go searching. They held the weight of the world on frail and sagging shoulders. They held their chins to the sky and depicted the heroes they claimed to be. Raven felt like no such thing. The public of Jump City believed many different things; they defined her for themselves, but knew so little of the truth. Beast Boy knew, he was the only one who knew her, and only because she'd shown him. She trusted him, and he'd done for her the same. And so they continued to carry their burden, and a burden shared did seem to weigh less for the lost souls, hidden in the world's heroes, who couldn't save themselves, but could save each other.
'Alex English' – Dance Gavin Dace.
It was only after it had occurred did she see how truly inevitable it had all been. Why had she bothered with her dancing? She kept getting in so close and then scampering away just when things got interesting. So much time had been wasted, and he'd trifled in much the same fashion. But they were both so inexplicitly drawn. It was a need, raw in its intensity, but fuelled by kindling warmth that meant so much more than what was shown on the surface. But they'd fallen together in a hot heap on the floor that night that had started with another pointless argument. It seared with passion and it was angry and needful and it was everything they'd both wanted, but soon it shifted, into something so tender, they delved beneath the surface. He was so secure and he'd never let her down, and he had no intention of doing so. She couldn't stop her eyes from wandering all over him, she needed to ensure herself that he was there, that the moment was real. It was an overload of the most perfect kind, and oh so inevitable now.
'Saving Me' – Nickleback.
"Raven!" She'd heard him scream.
Her bleary eyes had captured the mystified image of his extended arms, diving to catch her from falling. She fell into the black. It had been weeks, no response. Beast Boy was stressed to the maximum capacity. He should have seen it! He should have taken the shot! He looked down at the motionless body of the girl he'd do nearly anything for, the girl who'd been comatose with no improvement, for well over a month. He'd cried himself out. He'd snapped at anyone who came near. He hadn't realised just how possessive he was of her. But she was his. And if he could switch their places, he would have done so the second he'd seen her falling. His life was worth saving hers.
'Just The Girl' – The Click Five.
"It's not gonna happen, B." Cyborg chuckled as Beast Boy shamelessly watched the resident empath retreat from the room.
"Says who?!" Beast Boy exclaimed, offended by his best friend's implication.
"Logic. Common sense. And most importantly, her." Cyborg quipped.
"Gee, thanks for the pep talk." The changeling grumbled.
Cyborg gave a boisterous laugh and they resumed their game. It was a while before Raven emerged again. And just as Beast Boy opened his mouth to speak, she cut him off with a simple and dry "No."
He didn't see her tiny smile as she heard his whining. He didn't register the softness in her eyes. She'd always loved to shut him down. Not even she'd known that she liked playing hard to get. She did so love to put a damper on his mood.
'Terrible Things' – Mayday Parade.
With a deep and pained sigh, old Garfield Logan made the trek up the hill to the tree he'd spent so many days led under. The trip was one he made every year on the anniversary of the day his everything had been taken away. He remembered with perfect clarity all of the afternoons he and Raven had laughed and danced and talked under the grand oak that stood proud atop of the small hill. That morning Gar had had an awful argument with his only son, exclaiming in desperation that love would only tear him down. Young Mark had hoped to introduce his first girlfriend to his aging father. And Gar had shamefully said he didn't want to know. But Mark had surprised him. "Wasn't it worth it? Wasn't knowing her worth losing her? Or would you rather have not known mom at all?" And with a single tear, Gar whispered "She was always worth it."
'Stop Crying Your Heart Out' – Oasis.
Beast Boy had heard her soft whimpering, the sobs that she tried to conceal. His sensitive ears had picked up the small sounds from the other side of the door. He hated the pain that seemed so loud.
"Rae?" he'd called tentatively.
"Go away." She'd croaked out.
"No." he'd said stubbornly, and before she could voice her objection he'd spoken again "I'm staying right here until you tell me what there is to cry about."
There was a heavy silence before Beast Boy elaborated.
"You're alive, in a world full of possibilities, with friends who love you. You're healthy, you're talented, you're intelligent, and you're beautiful. So why are you crying?" he persisted.
And wordlessly she'd opened her door, and flung herself at him. And as they unceremoniously fell to the ground she'd whispered her thank you and she gave him the tiniest of smiles, his was gargantuan in return. And to his utter shock, she'd pressed her lips to his cheek.
'The Poison' – All American Rejects.
It wasn't hard to get lost in a good piece of literature. Raven travelled to new worlds every day. The other Titans didn't understand why her 'nasty old books' would intrigue her so much. Beast Boy wanted to understand though, if she'd ever give him the chance. She looked so hauntingly beautiful wrapped up in her own head, searching fantasy and imagining legend. He wanted to see what she could see. They were so opposite, and what would come to his mind if he were to read the same story would surely be so far from what she envisioned, and that wasn't good enough for him. He wanted to have her eyes, and her mind, even for a moment. He wanted to be sucked in. He wanted her to want him there. She wished for the same.
So uhh…this was a little sad wasn't it? Geezzzz, what is my music doing? What is my head doing? What are these feelings?