MUSICAL DRABBLES OH YISS YOU KNOW YOU WANT IT
The meme is:
Put your iPod/iTunes on shuffle and write a short fic on the first ten songs. When the song ends, you must move on. (I changed it a bit, and used 15 songs.)
This is nicked from the wonderful gals on MS over on livejournal 3
The amount of Muse that showed up was like 'omfg ipod do you even have anything else?' I honestly was surprised at how much Muse came on shuffle. And it's all from The 2nd Law I was like 'WHAATT?'
Also, I recommend that you listen to the song at the same time as you read, but you don't have to.
Tbh, my musical taste is really obscure so you'll probably be all like 'woah who even is that lol' as you're reading this so yeaaahhh let's go
WARNINGS: mentions of character death, suicide, some angst, and loads of fluff.
1) Explorers - Muse
"Phil? Do you ever just want to escape?"
Two confused celurean eyes raised from the laptop screen and stared into a pair of chocolate brown irises.
"Like, do you ever just want to break free from society, from this world? Like you're trapped in a place you don't belong?"
Phil placed his laptop onto the sofa, shuffling closer to Dan.
"Are you okay, Dan?" He asked softly.
Dan nodded.
"Just getting philosophical, is all." He shrugged. "I don't know, I just feel sometimes like everything is wrong."
Phil pulled Dan into a sweet embrace, pulling Dan's head onto his shoulder and tangling his fingers in the brown locks.
"But this... This will always be right." He snuggled further into Phil's neck. "You're my freedom."
2) Madness - Muse
Phil was gone.
They'd had one of their stupid arguments again, and Phil had stormed out.
Now Dan had been left alone, to ponder his own actions.
He couldn't even remember what the fight was about, it was always something stupid. The dishes aren't done, you left your socks out, where are the keys?
The door opened and Phil ambled in, a sheepish smile on his face.
"I'm sorry, Dan." He muttered softly.
"Me too, Phil."
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
And with that they fell into each others arms, because, no matter what, they needed each other's love.
3) The Lost Art Of Keeping Secret - Queens Of The Stone Age
PJ knew.
Dan couldn't take that back.
PJ knew everything.
He knew how Dan loved Phil, how each time Phil's blue eyes would latch onto his, his heart would throb and how his laugh sent him into a beautiful place.
But PJ had promised not to tell.
He had also broken that promise.
Now Phil knew.
But Phil wasn't angry.
No, the soft, tender kiss that had ghosted his lips was far from anger.
PJ had done the right thing.
4) Follow Me - Muse
The blade dropped to the floor.
Angry, rasied welts of red marred the pale skin of his forearm. Crimson blood trickled in small streams from the cuts.
Phil stared.
The destruction was beautiful.
It reminded him of how he had lost the only one he had loved. He remembered the scarlet of blood and the shattering of glass and that was all.
Dan had told him to always be with him, to follow him.
That's why Phil picked the blade up again, and dragged it harder against his wrist.
5) Endlessly - Muse
Hopelessly, he watched as Dan fled from him.
That was it; the end. He had lost his everything he ever needed. He had lost his love.
Phil hadn't expected him to react to his admission like that. He had expected a perfect ending with a soppy kiss and soft murmurs of love.
But he was wrong.
He'd had to watch as Dan silently packed his things into a bag, refusing to meet his eyes.
Now he was gone.
Into the silence of the London air, he whispered, hardly audible under his breath:
"I'll love you endlessly."
6) Space Dementia - Muse
"You make me sick." He screamed. I love you.
"I despise you, get out!" Please stay.
"I'll never love you!" I've always loved you.
And the door shut onto Phil's face, heart splitting into splinters at Dan's words.
It was meaningless, the God's had decided; they would always be torn apart.
7) I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor - Arctic Monkeys
From opposite the bar, he could feel a pair of eyes on him.
A sly glance over his shoulder proved it to him; he was being watched.
He sent a flirty smile in the man's direction, beckoning him with cool blue eyes.
A drink was pushed up on the bar towards him, and the server nodded towards the man, who was still staring unashamedly from the other side.
His own blue eyes met the brown of the stranger's and he beckoned to the swirling energy of the dancefloor.
A quick nod and then they shoved their way through the swirling crowd.
8) Starlight - Muse
He would always be not good enough, always searching for something he would never find.
All he needed was someone to love him, someone that cared.
He needed love.
That's why he was leaving. He just needed to get away.
The train was moving slowly, snow falling quickly outside the carriage. It was rapidly filling up, business men and busy mothers all taking their seats.
A man, with shining brown eyes and a beautiful smile sat opposite him.
"Hi, I'm Dan." He said softly.
And that was the day that Phil found love.
9) Still Take You Home - Arctic Monkeys
He wanted Phil. He needed Phil.
He couldn't have him.
That's why he was here, in a random back alley with some woman he had forgotten the name of.
She wasn't what he wanted, but he'd still take her home.
He wanted the masculine beauty of Phil, his shining eyes and soft raven hair. It's all he'd ever wanted.
But he couldn't have it.
So he had resorted to her and she would have to do.
10) Exogenesis: Symphony Part Two (Cross-Pollination)
"What's your final wish, Phil?" Dan asked him.
"You." He gasped. "Always you."
Then Dan's lips were against his own.
A shared: "I love you," then Phil boarded the ship, always looking back at the ever shrinking silloutte of Dan.
He would never see him again, never share another kiss, another laugh.
He had been chosen to go, the hopes of the human race pinned onto his broad shoulders. He had to go, even if it meant leaving everything behind.
The doors shut, obscuring his view of Dan.
He would forever remember his face; the look of pure desolation on his perfect features.
It would haunt him until he died; alone, in orbit of a dead planet.
11) F.E.E.L.I.N.G.C.A.L.L.E.D.L.O.V.E - Pulp
It hit him with a force he could not argue with. The crushing feeling washed through his body with an intensity he could not stop.
It was so unexpected, so strange, so new that he couldn't do anything.
Why me? Why you?
And why did it have to be Phil?
It's not convenient, no.
Love never strikes when called for, always when least expected.
It always strikes when you think you don't need it, but proves you wrong. You always need it, always.
Dan needed it.
He needed Phil.
12) Switchblade Smiles - Kasabian
Can you feel it coming, can you feel it coming?
The radio was playing as they cooked. "Yeah, Phil can you feel it coming?" Dan teased, waggling his eyebrows.
Phil's adorable high pitched giggled filled the kitchen. "Dan!"
"Yes?" Dan said innocently, batting thick eyelashes in his direction.
"Ugh, you know what I mean!" He said, hitting Dan with the tea towel.
Dan laughed.
"Yes." Phil answered softly, winking in Dan's direction, then returning to the pancakes.
Dan's mouth flew open and he stared at his boyfriend, astonished. "Kinky." He muttered.
13) #1 Crush - Garbage
He needed Dan.
His body felt an everlasting need for him. He always needed to be near to him, he always needed him by his side.
Everything made him think of him, everyone.
He would do anything for him. Anything. He would destroy everything, tear his own heart apart, just for Dan to notice him.
I would die for you,
I would kill for you,
I would steal for you,
I would do time for you,
I would wait for you,
I make room for you,
I'd sink ships for you,
To be close to you.
14) Do You Want To - Franz Ferdinand
"Do you want to?" He asked.
The smile that spread across Dan's face was the widest he'd ever seen.
It's what he'd always wanted, a date with the human personification that was Phil. He was so lucky.
He could never refuse, he could never say no to Phil's shy request, ever. He would never say no to the one he would love.
15) Misery Business - Paramore
She had wanted him, taken him from him.
She was never going to get Phil from him. Phil was his.
She had tried, so, so hard to break them up, to make them stop loving each other, but it was all in vain.
Phil loved him.
He had been concerned at first, scared that Phil would fall into her traps, but it seemed that Phil always wanted him.
He didn't care for her figure or tight skirt.
And now Dan had Phil in his own arms, and everything he ever wanted. He had his love and she was just a whore.