I saw this meme on... someone's lj but now i can't find it again... ^O^;;;; (or maybe i'm making it up...) i feel like it was someone who write DBSK fic. (yes, i've become completely obsessed with DBSK... i'm sorry... >_>)
Anyway, the general gist of the meme is that you set your itunes to random and then write kind of like "flashfic" for the first 10 songs that come up. so it's random, little bits... no heads or tails...
1)
"Black, Black Heart"
Duo turned to Heero and grinned. It was dark, dangerous, and altogether not sane. But he was happy and Heero would do anything to keep Duo happy. He would give Duo everything. Anything. The world on a platter. And when the flesh had bled out, the remains tossed in a haphazard heap somewhere…in a back alley, then Heero would have the one thing that made *him* happy. The most precious, the most beautiful, a shining diamond, Duo sleeping peacefully next to him in bed, blood-soaked and tired out from playing all day. And tomorrow he'd do it all for Duo again.
2)
"Listen"
The music danced around him, perky, happy. The beat drove through him, moving up from the soles of his feet, moving in from the surface of his skin. He shivered to it, thought he felt his heartbeat change to it. And then Jaejoong touched him, barely skimming fingertips against the back of his neck, down his arm, across his waist. The world slowed, the music became like silk, soft and smooth. Then Jaejoong grabbed his hips, hard, the thumping beat started again, and Changmin rode it.
3)
"White Reflection"
“So…”
The five Gundam pilots (now ex-pilots) stared at the team of marketing agents, musicians, and government representatives, seated across from them.
“Let me just clarify…”
All the “adults” in the room nodded at Quatre in what they hoped was an encouraging manner. The young Winner heir did seem like he’d be best one to approach about this. After all, he had class, musical training, and was the least intimidating of the five.
“When, exactly, do you think that we will *need* a ‘theme song’ for the five of us?”
4)
"Angel Flavour's Present"
Who the hell can write a fic to this???
Even a drabble or one-liner???
Okay fine. It will be based on the title of the song.
The first time he kissed Uchi Hiroki, Ryo said that he finally knew what angels tasted like. Uchi laughed and popped a wad of cotton candy into his mouth, letting the spun sugar half dissolve on his tongue before he leaned in and seized another kiss from Ryo.
5)
"Angels, Roses and Rain"
Milliardo woke suddenly in the middle of night, unsure of what it was that had disturbed his sleep. He rubbed at his eyes and then stared blankly at the ceiling. Just a couple nights ago, around this time, his little sister had come crawling into his bed to sleep with him because she’d had a bad dream. They’d curled up together under his heavy feather duvet and he’d patted her soft, baby-fine hair until she fell asleep. Tonight, there was no comfy bed for him, no sweetly scented toddler pressing a cute kiss against his cheek, no… there was nothing for him anymore. The scent of roses wafted in from the open window.
6)
no, seriously. I got nothing.
7)
...nada
8)
"Great Escape - daidassou"
“Hey… Duo?”
Crouched by the outer gate, carefully picking the lock, Duo didn’t really have a moment to spare a glance at Trowa, but he tried to communicate a “please, do go on talking to me while I’m trying to break us out of this prison complex” to his partner.
“If you were a superhero, what colour would your costume be?”
Duo stopped what he was doing to actually stare at Trowa for a full minute.
“Black, clearly,” he finally replied.
Trowa nodded.
“Clearly. Heero would be blue… no, he’d be white. That’s Quatre in the blue…”
“What?”
Trowa pointed at three motorcycles cresting the hill in what looked like a very stylish, and hideously stereotypical ‘superhero’ maneuver.
9)
"Way Away"
Jin felt, rather than heard, the thrum of the plane’s engines powering up. There was a sudden pang of regret, of fear. KT-TUN had said he would never make it. They’d taken bets on when he’d come crawling back. But he was going to show them. He was going to go his way, at his pace, and they were going to know what it was like not to believe. Because he was going away so that he could come back, stronger, for them.
10)
"Bamboo Forest"
The sound of the wind in the bamboo.
The smell of the forest floor, soft, damp dirt, disturbed by footsteps light as air.
The sun, piercing through green, green leaves, left warm slashes across his face, hands, body…
His blood warmed the rest of him that lay in shadow.
... this was really random, wasn't it? i'm sorry i'm so much fail. T___T
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