#╰ ––––––– ✧ JOSHUA FARADAY : music ˙

[skylarynns-silverado]

Character Source List

Sources [usually films or television shows - anything else will have notation] will be in bold. Characters will be formatted with their in-universe name, followed by the original character in italics. Name formatting will be [First Name] [Middle Name] ["Nick Name"] [Maiden Name/Original Surname] [Married Name/Taken Surname] as applicable. I will probably also be adding links to everything, but later.

Wanted: Dead or Alive 1958-1961 Joshua Everett "Josh" Randall - Josh Randall

Rawhide 1959-1965 Randolph Jacob "Rowdy" Yates - Rowdy Yates

The Magnificent Seven 1960 Franklin Vaughn "Frank" Randall - Vin Giovanni Vittorio "Gio" Auditore - Bernardo O'Reilly Brittony "Britt" Calvin - Britt Byron Allen Lee III - Lee Carlos "Chico" Hernandez - Chico

The Dollars Trilogy 1964-1966 Jonas Blake "Joey" Yates - The Man With No Name / Joe/Manco/Blondie

Hang 'Em High 1968 Jeremy Cooper "Jed" Yates - Jed Cooper Rachel Warren - Rachel Warren

Once Upon a Time in the West 1969 Emilio "Harmonica" Arman - Harmonica Jorge Gutierrez - Cheyenne

Rustlers' Rhapsody 1985 Revelin "Rex" O'Houlihan - Rex O'Herlihan Peter Twist - Peter

Silverado 1985 [to be honest I'm taking almost all the characters, but main characters/love interests:] Emmett Martell - Emmett Paden Cassidy - Paden Tyree Ransom Ekker - Tyree Hannah Kincaid Weslan [Cobb] - Hannah Weslan Malachi "Mal" Johnson - Malachi "Mal" Johnson Jacob "Rattlesnake Jake" Martell - Jake Stella Bonneville - Stella Rae Johnson - Rae Johnson Phoebe Hartshorne - Phoebe

Quigley Down Under 1990 Matthew Quigley - Matthew Quigley

Maverick 1994 Bret Maverick [Jr.] - Bret Maverick Annabelle Bransford - Annabelle Bransford

The Marshal 1995 Veronica "Ronnie" Davis - Veronica Cole

The Quick and the Dead 1995 Jessamy "Jessie" MacIntyre - The Lady / Ellen Cameron "Cam" McPhee - The Kid / Fee Herod Cortney "Cort" Cobb - Cort

The Magnificent Seven 1998-2000 [much like Silverado I'm taking almost all the characters, but main characters/love interests:] Christian "Chris" Larabee - Chris Larabee Vincent Ulysses "Vin" Tanner - Vin Tanner Nathan Jackson - Nathan Jackson John Daniel "J.D." Dunne - J.D. Dunne Buck Wilmington - Buck Wilmington Ezra Phineas Standish - Ezra Standish Mary Travis - Mary Travis Casey Welles - Casey Welles Inez Recillos - Inez Recillos

Firefly 2002 Robert Malcolm "Bobby" Reynolds - Malcolm "Mal" Reynolds Zoe Martinez - Zoe Alleyne Washbourne Jayne Cobb - Jayne Cobb Eleena Vasquez - Inara Serra Simon Morgan - Simon Tam River Morgan - River Tam Kaylee Frye - Kaywinnit Lee "Kaylee" Frye Sheppard Book - Derrial Book

Supernatural 2005-2020 John Winchester - John Winchester Dean Winchester - Dean Winchester Samuel "Sam" Winchester - Samuel "Sam" Winchester

3:10 to Yuma 2007 Daniel "Dan" Evans - Daniel "Dan" Evans William "Will" Evans - William Evans Benjamin "Ben" Wade - Ben Wade Charles "Charlie" Prince - Charlie Prince

Six of Crows 2015 Caspian/Casimir "Caz" Zima Winters - Kaz Brekker Haruko - Inej Ghafa Christophe "Kit Benny" Benoit - Jesper Fahey Wyatt Vanderbilt - Wylan Van Eck Hannah "Nan" Gallagher - Nina Zenik

The Magnificent Seven 2016 Samuel "Sam" Chisolm - Sam Chisolm Joshua "Josh" Faraday - Josh Faraday Manuel Vasquez - Vasquez Goodnight "Goody" Robicheaux - Goodnight "Goody" Robicheaux Billy Rocks - Billy Rocks Red Harvest - Red Harvest Emma Cullen - Emma Cullen

The Hunters 2020 [a series I am currently working on writing] Elias Hawkins - Elias Walker Hawkins Lucas "Luke" Hearne - Faolan Lucas "Luke" MacTiernan Auryon "Aury" Hearne - Auryon "Aury" Hearne-MacTiernan Hawkins Sebastian "Owl Eyes" St. James Cheyenne - Sylvain Alistair Abigale "Abby" McKenzie - Kindra Arden

Jessta James Music Videos 2021-2022 [specifically Hell's Coming With Me, Loaded Gun, and War Cry] Josiah "Josey" James - Jessta James

Original Characters 2023+ [that I've made for the project] Melissa "Missy" Ekker - Tyree's mother Bethany "Beth" Skinner - a love interest

[emlee81]

Whiskey and Sunsets-Joshua Faraday-Pt. 1

This is a little three part story that I originally posted on Wattpad. It's just a little story about Chris Pratt's character, Joshua Faraday in The Magnificent Seven.

Warning this story mentions death, strong language, sex, alcohol, violence and prostitution.

***

I'd always considered myself a strong woman. Not someone who was intimidated by many. And in my line of work, I couldn't afford to be timid.

My parents were decent, hardworking people, who had a small farm on the edge of town. We lived a slow, simple life and I suppose if someone had asked me, I would have replied that I was happy enough.

Until the day the storm came. It tore through the county, bringing heavy rain, wind and hail. The damage was insurmountable. Especially when I discovered that my pa had been killed from a falling beam inside the barn, while trying to free our horses.

My ma was inconsolable. She refused to budge from the broken bed inside the battered cabin. I was only thirteen at the time and barely old enough to get any decent kind of job to support us.

I did some work at the general store, although I know the kindly old man who ran it could hardly pay me much of anything, I appreciated his charity.

One day, one of the saloon girls was out back, smoking a cigarette and spotted me dumping out the dirty wash water from scrubbing the floors. She beckoned me closer and I timidly complied.

"Honey, I know you're in a bad spot at home, and that old shopkeeper, bless his heart, he can't pay you enough. How's about you cone work with me?"

I didn't answer right away. I'd heard the rumors, what kind of shameful acts took place in the den of temptation, as our preacher referred to as, and was worried about what my neighbors might say.

"Isn't it...bad in there?" I whispered to the girl. She just laughed.

"It ain't always a picnic, honey, but it's not all bad. It pays real good."

"I'm just a kid," I mumbled weakly. "Those men would scare me."

"I'll protect you, honey." She flickered her cigarette into the dust, leaned down and gently took my chin in her fingers.

"If anyone tries to hurt you, I'll kill them." I stared, wide eyed at this woman, whom I barely knew. I wasn't sure if I believed her or not.

"You're...telling me the truth?"

"Yes, I am." She turned to leave. "I'll let you think on it a spell. Let me know when you decide."

She hurried back inside the saloon, where loud, lively piano music was playing and I heard some angry shouts, along with a loud crash. I stood, thinking about her offer. I wasn't sure if I had enough nerve to go work inside that den of temptation or not.

***

"Mira, get yourself over here!" I roll my eyes, deciding to make the asshole who's hollering at me, wait a few extra minutes.

"Mira, get over there!" Salina, the young woman who'd recruited me all those years ago, snaps quietly at me.

"He can wait a bit. Serve the jackass right." Salina gives me a rough nudge, drawing a fierce glare from me. She pretends not to notice, instead only giving me another push. This one means business.

I drag my feet a little, cringing on the inside. Most days, I'm perfectly content to mingle with the crowd. Unless Cletus Smith is among them. Cletus is the type that you can't see them coming a mile away, but smell them.

Cletus gives me a wide grin, his teeth stained yellow from tobacco juice and who knows what else. He's wearing the same shirt and trousers as always, stained with tobacco juice, alcohol, dirt and various other stuff that I'm better off not knowing about.

"Mira, dear, you look as pretty as a picture!"

"Mr. Smith." I take a seat beside him and immediately, he's leaning towards me, an eager look in his eyes.

"Oh hell, Mira! No need to be so formal!"

"You know it's part of the job," I say, shifting away from him, his foul breath and body odor nearly wanting to make me vomit.

"I won't tell if you won't," Cletus says, giving me a wink like we're the closest of friends.

"Fancy a dance, Mr. Smith?" Cletus laughs, standing and slapping his thigh in delight. I plaster what I hope is a convincing smile on my face and take Cletus' cold, clammy hand, leading him over to a less crowded area and reluctantly putting my arms around him.

"You're the best damn dancer in this whole joint!"

"Thank you kindly." We dance for several minutes before Cletus starts getting impatient, dropping less than subtle hints about something more...private.

"Very well, Mr. Smith." I take his hand, weaving our way through tables, chairs and the other patrons, heading upstairs. I nearly stumble as Cletus gives me a rough tug. I toss him a dirty look, but he only pushes me again.

"Hurry up, you dumb bitch! I got an itch that's just waiting to be scratched!"

"Mr. Smith." Salina is by us in a moment, a fierce look on her face. "Need I remind you that you must obey the rules here?"

"Oh calm down, Mama! I didn't do nothing wrong! 'Sides, I am a paying customer!" With that being said, Cletus pushes me and this time, I stumble, nearly falling down half a flight of stairs, cracking my head on the wall.

Salina jumps in, but before she can, I hear an unfamiliar male voice speak up, along with the soft click of a gun being cocked.

"That's no way to speak to a lady, sir. Nor any way to treat her. I strongly suggest you apologize. Before I get trigger happy."

Someone grabs me by the arm, dragging me out of the way, my head throbbing as stars appear in my vision. I shake my head a little as Salina has her arms wrapped around my shoulders, my upper body pressed into hers. She's trembling.

My vision clears and I turn my head, gazing at the man who thought it was a good idea to intervene on my behalf. What he doesn't realize is that once he leaves town, Cletus will really let me have it.

He's tall, slender, although muscular, with dirty blond hair and blue eyes, a patch of rough stubble across his lower face. There's a mischievous twinkle in his eyes and he briefly flickers his gaze over to me. Our eyes lock.

"You sorry son of a bitch!" Cletus snaps, facing this mystery man, who appears as cool as can be.

"Do you like card tricks, mister?" Cletus' brow furrows in confusion.

"What?"

"Card. Tricks," the man says in an exaggerated way.

"Are you loony?" Cletus starts to push past the man, who's far more solid than he first appears, pushing Cletus back a few steps.

"Nope. But we're not talking about me. I was asking you a question."

"Did ya mean like playing cards?"

"Again, no." The man reaches into his pocket, removing a pack of filthy playing cards, fanning them out in front of Cletus, who looks downright baffled.

"Pick a card," the man instructs. Cletus does so. "Look at it. Commit it to your memory. Cletus looks the card. I'm looking at the man, who turns, giving me a wink. I scowl.

"Replace the card." Cletus replaces the card and the man shuffles them for a few seconds, before pulling one up off the deck and holding it up for everyone see.

"Is this your card?" It's the five of hearts. Cletus scowls.

"Hell, no! Fraud!"

"I wasn't finished." The man reaches behind him, appearing to pull the card out of thin air. I blink. Huh. Even I'm impressed.

"Your card is the Ace of Spades." Cletus' jaw drops, looking shocked.

"How'd you do that?"

"Can't tell you. It's a secret." Suddenly he's pushing the barrel of his gun into Cletus' chest. The poor man looks like he's going to piss himself.

"I'll make you a deal. You leave this here saloon and never bother these women again."

"W..What's the...deal?" Cletus' knees are practically knocking together. I've never seen him this lily livered before. It's entertaining.

"Oh." The man moves another gun up to his face, scratching it, as though he's thinking.

"And I won't fill you full of lead."

"Y..Yes, sir!" Cletus turns and flees, his face as pale as snow. The man chuckles, turning to Salina and I. She helps me to a standing position.

"You're welcome, little lady."

"I don't recall asking for your assistance!" I push myself away from Salina, turn and promptly crash into the man, who immediately reaches out to steady me.

"Easy." His gaze turns soft, catching me off guard. I quickly apologize, extracting myself from his arms. We step apart.

"I hope you realize that you've only made things worse by stepping in, Mr...?"

"Faraday. Josh Faraday."

"Mr. Faraday. Cletus Smith is a regular here. Once you've left town, he'll take up his place, right where he left it. And probably be bragging about how he scared you away."

Mr. Faraday turns to exit the saloon, a jaunt to his step. He's quite sure of himself.

"Who says I'll be leaving town, Miss..?"

"Ross," I supply. "Mira Ross." Joshua Faraday touches the brim of his hat, smirking as he heads out.

"The pleasure has been all mine, Miss Ross."

"He's trouble," Salina says to me.

"No shit."

****

As I'm running errands to collect some food items Salina and I's supper, whom should I see again, but Joshua Faraday. He grins, approaching me as though we're old acquaintances.

"Miss Ross, pleasure seeing you again."

"I wish I could say the same for you, Mr. Faraday." I thank the shopkeeper, grabbing my bags and head for the door. Mr. Faraday follows behind like a lost, little dog, begging for scraps.

"Have you recovered from your injuries?"

"Mr. Faraday, I had no injuries."

"Looked like to me you'd hit your head pretty hard on the wall. Not to mention, falling down half a flight of stairs."

"In my line of work, Mr. Faraday, that shit happens all the damn time."

"Not very ladylike, are you?"

"No, I think I've probably forgotten how to behave like a lady, truthfully."

"What about your family?"

"You're a bold one." I stare at him. I suppose he's the sort who charms every woman he meets, using his good looks and card tricks to get into their panties.

"That I am." Mr. Faraday chewing on some straw. He's staring into the distance. Is he worried someone catch with him? Maybe he's an outlaw, on the run.

"Your card trick was mighty impressive," I say.

"You liked that?"

"Yes." I side eye him. "I bet you use shit like that when you're playing cards, huh?"

"Sorry. I can't give away any of my secrets."

"Heaven forbid," I mutter. We reach the back entrance the saloon. I'm ready to get myself some supper and relax for a bit before getting back to work until closing time.

"I have to go. You watch your back, Mr. Faraday. Cletus Smith might not look like much of a threat, but he has friends."

"I have friends, too." Mr. Faraday grins, patting his gun holster. I roll my eyes.

"I'll be seeing you," he adds.

"Not if see you first."

***

"Mira, can I ask you something?"

"You can ask, doesn't mean I'll reply."

Salina and I are closing up the saloon. We're about to drag our weary bodies upstairs and get straight into bed. My back is killing me. I massage it for a moment before moving the last two chairs.

"I think that Faraday character is sweet on you."

"That's not a question." We blow out the last of the lanterns and head upstairs.

"He's handsome, no?"

"He's a pain in ass," I retort as I begin undressing and tossing my dress aside, reaching for my night dress, slipping it on and collapsing on my bed. Ooh, it feels amazing.

"Mira, he defended your honor." Salina moves to blow out the lamp before climbing into her bed.

"And? I owe himself for that?" I roll over on my back, staring into the darkness. I recall Joshua Faraday's ruggedly handsome face. Damn. Now I think he is getting under my skin.

"No. But who knows if I would have been able to stop Cletus from...harming you."

"Salina, anybody could take on that sack of shit, Cletus. He's as dumb as a post."

"I don't know. He is a man, after all."

"Men are men," I retort, rolling back over and closing my eyes. "Cletus, Mr. Faraday, they're all the damn same. Aggravating, stupid and full of themselves."

"I bet Joshua Faraday isn't as bad as you think," Salina murmurs.

"Sorry," I reply, grinning, thankful for the cover of darkness. "I'm not much of a betting woman."

[everythingheard]

faraday tag drop!

[coffeeandtin]

It’s On Random

Anon requested:The Seven reacting to an eighth member who has a beautiful singing voice. Here are my headcanons about what happens when a bard joins the party! This one comes with a playlist! (The title is a quote from Shaun of the Dead.) 

Goodnight Robicheaux: Goodnight is over the moon when he finds that you have an amazing singing voice. When you’re on the road, he’s the most likely of The Seven to request a song, and is not shy about joining you in a duet. If you visit a saloon, and a piano is available, Goodnight will inevitably ask if you’d care to sing along while he plays a little ditty. He admits that his skills as a pianist are rusty, but the more you sing, the more practice he gets. Goody enjoys a wide variety of music; but his favorite to hear you sing is something that is both poetic, and maybe a tad melodramatic.

Goody’s favorite song: Raglan Road

Sam Chisolm: Sam is grateful that you share the road with him and the rest of The Seven. Singing goes a long way toward lightening the monotony of the road. That you have a lovely voice, he thinks, is also good for the morale of the group. Sam is content to listen to you sing about any variety of subjects, but there are times when the fire is burning low and the rest of the group is asleep that he hears you sing about mournful, tragic things. Sam would never openly ask you to sing these songs, but he favors them, and the private catharsis they bring him.

Sam’s favorite song: I Am Stretched on Your Grave

Joshua Faraday: Though Faraday’s compliments tend to sound more like insults; he genuinely revels in your voice. He stubbornly insists that bawdy songs are his favorites. While no one contests this, it’s clear that the songs Faraday prefers are surprisingly sentimental. Faraday never directly asks you to sing a song. Instead he asks you “How did that one song go? I can’t quite remember.” He will make vague allusions to the song and its lyrics until you actually sing it.; at which point he pipes down and listens while smiling as though he’s won some great victory by outsmarting you.

Faraday’s favorite song: The Parting Glass

Red Harvest: While Red Harvest very much enjoys hearing you sing, it also makes him miss the voices and music of his people. Secretly, he worries about how much of his own culture he’ll eventually forget because he’s been so far removed from it. To allay this fear, Red will sing to himself when he’s alone. Maybe one day he’ll share with the rest of the group. He is conflicted, but he also finds that listening to music is a practical way of bolstering his linguistic knowledge. He’s also discovered that, among your repertoire of songs, he has a taste for ones about revolution.

Red’s favorite song: The Rising of the Moon

Billy Rocks: Billy often catches himself humming along with your songs, and drumming his fingers; or tapping his toes along with the beat. He displays these subtle signs of enjoyment even when you’re not singing. For Billy, one song bleeds pleasantly and maddeningly into the other. He doesn’t know if it’s the melodies, or the rise and fall in the pitch of your voice, but Billy is keenly aware that he can’t –no matter how hard he tries –get the songs you sing out of his head. Billy favors songs that take place in far-away places, and he never minds if there’s a hint of danger in the songs.

Billy’s favorite song: Jim Jones at Botany Bay

Vasquez: Vasquez loves listening to you sing, and he’ll also teach you songs in Spanish. There’s something in your voice that reminds him of a lullaby he used to know. He can’t quite remember it; all he knows is that if he finds himself in a bleak mood, or if he has difficulty settling down for the night, your voice helps to calm whatever burdens his usually sanguine nature. Except for a leg that might swing along with the rhythm, his tendency to fidget also stills itself while he listens. Vasquez isn’t picky about your song selection, but he enjoys lyrics wherein a story plays itself out.

Vasquez’s favorite song: The Black Velvet Band

Jack Horne: The beauty of your voice juxtaposed with your lifestyle confounds Jack. He doesn’t tell you that you could make a career with your voice. He figures you already know, and that your life experience has helped to make your voice the lovely thing that it is. He continually reminds you that your ability is a blessing to the group. He says you sound angelic, and is typically the first to thank you for singing. As for Jack’s taste in music, he prefers something that is simultaneously sad and hopeful, that has a gospel bent to it.

Jack’s favorite song: Poor Wayfaring Stranger 

[make-me-imagine]

Songbird

Scenario Prompt: “B hearing A sing for the first time and being surprised at how good they sound.” Requested by: @lost-girl-of-onceuponatime

Pairing: Joshua Faraday x GN!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of guns (cleaning them).

Word Count: 1.1k

General Taglist: @criminaly-supernatural, @caswinchester2000, @imaginesfire Mag7 Taglist: @spuffyfan394 - Let me know if you want to be added.

*The song lyrics are from a song called "The Meeting of the Waters". It written in 1807, first as a poem, then it was set to music.

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Faraday groaned as he climbed down from his horse, the ride from town was a bit longer than he'd like. He wasn't sure why you had all chosen a safe house so far away. But he wasn't one to complain about a roof over his head and a bed under his back.

He grabbed the bags from his saddle and moved to take them inside. He had noticed that all but one horse was gone. He was the first to get back.

The others had split up, there was a possible job to take up in the next town over. Goody, Billy and Chisolm had gone to talk to the townsfolk. Vasquez, and Jack to learn more about the gang, and Red to scope out the town and surrounding area. Faraday was left to get supplies, while you stayed behind to clean and prepare the guns and other supplies.

After he put everything inside he wandered back outside, wondering where you had gone too. As he stepped off the porch, he halted in his step when he heard something.

A light breeze was blowing towards him, and it was bringing with it an unusual sound. Music? He stopped and listened, holding his breath. There it was again. Coming from the nearby barn.

Faraday walked over, taking quick but quiet steps. He stopped just outside the barn, as the words he had been hearing before became clear.

Yet it was not that nature had shed o’er the scene Her purest of crystal and brightest of green; ‘Twas not her soft magic of streamlet or hill, Oh! no, — it was something more exquisite still.

Faraday almost felt his heart stop. He knew this song. He had heard it before as a child, his mother had sung it before. It had been a long time since he had heard it last.

Faraday peaked around the corner, his eyes landing on you as you sat on an overturned bucket. Your gun was in your hands as you carefully cleaned your pistol.

Your voice was smooth as it came out, and if Faraday didn't know better, he'd of thought you'd been trained to sing.

‘Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near, Who made every dear scene of enchantment more dear, And who felt how the best charms of nature improve, When we see them reflected from looks that we love

You continued the song, and Faraday's heart beat heavily in his chest. He leaned against the doorway, having forgotten that he had previously been sneaking around. He was caught up in the sound of your voice, surprised at how good you sounded.

Sweet vale of Avoca! how calm could I rest In thy bosom of shade, with the friends I love best, Where the storms that we feel in this cold world should cease, And our hearts, like thy waters, be mingled in peace.

Faraday recited the words in his head, unaware that his lips were moving along as well. His eyes stared at your profile, and he found himself seeing you a bit different than he had before. He knew you were attractive, flirted with you relentlessly, but now, as he watched you, heard you, it felt a bit different. As if he was really seeing you. And he admitted, he really did like what he saw.

Faraday hadn't realized that the song was over, until you looked over at him. His body seemed to stiffen as he felt like he got caught doing something bad. He expected you to get embarrassed, chastise him for spying.

But you simply smiled at him. "Hello Faraday." You greeted calmly.

Of course you wouldn't get embarrassed, your voice was good, and you probably knew it.

He cleared his throat as he stood up. "Well I didn't know we had a little songbird in our gang of gunslingers."

You rolled your eyes lightly as you put down your pistol, reaching for another. Your heart was beating a bit heavily. You pushed down your anxiety. You hadn't realized Faraday had been there, watching you.

"I wouldn't say I'm a songbird." You said softly.

Faraday sat down on a hale bay nearby, "Hell, I haven't heard anyone with a voice like that in years. You could be a professional."

You smiled a little. "That was originally the plan. Or at least, my parents plan." You spared a look at him, and saw surprise on his face. "I loved to sing ever since I was a child, but when someone takes something you love from you, forces it upon you, and tries to use it to make money, you lose your love for it."

Faraday watched you as you spoke. There was a hint of heartbreak in your voice, as well as malice. He didn't know much about your past, but he was glad you felt comfortable enough to share something.

"So I don't sing for people anymore. Just myself usually." You continued.

Faraday nodded lightly, "Well I wont tell no one." He said with a soft smile. "But I wont complain if you ever wanna sing again, within earshot I mean."

You met his eyes and smiled in return. He looked down at his feet and the spoke again. "My mother used to sing that song when I was younger. She had come from a family of immigrants, from Ireland. I was surprised to hear it."

"I heard it from a Gleman that came into town once. I loved the words so much I asked him to write them down for me." You paused for a moment, unsure if you should pry. "Did your mother sing a lot?"

He nodded, "Yeah. Almost every day, or night, to help me go to sleep. It was a nice memory to come back."

You heard the hint of what sounded like gratitude in his words, but you did not push for more.

You both looked up at the sound of hoof-beats, someone had returned.

Hearing Vasquez call out, Faraday called back. As he stood up, he looked down at you and smiled "Don't worry songbird, your secret's safe with me."

"Wont be for long if you keep calling me that."

He chuckled, as he began to leave the barn, before he began to hum the tune of the song. Spinning around as he left, he winked at you once before disappearing.

You smiled to yourself as you began to pack up your guns. You began to hum under your breath as well. Feeling a once familiar joy of music coming back to you. Maybe it wont be so bad to sing for someone again.

xx End xx

[oceluna]

‘’We could start a fire Let the tables turn baby We could start a fire ‘’

[hetaczechia]

Short story I generated via plot generator

Joshua Faraday looked at the random guns in his hands and felt drunk.

He walked over to the window and reflected on his sun surroundings. He had always loved people Rose Creek with its helpless, happy houses. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel drunk.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Vasquez . Vasquez was a serious outlaw with dark hair and pale skin.

Joshua gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a hairy, grumpy, whiskey drinker with tan hair and brown skin. His friends saw him as a grotesque, gorgeous gambler. Once, he had even made a cup of tea for an angry dead man.

But not even a hairy person who had once made a cup of tea for an angry dead man, was prepared for what Vasquez had in store today.

The sun shone like horse riding horses, making Joshua confused.

As Joshua stepped outside and Vasquez came closer, he could see the kooky glint in his eye.

Vasquez gazed with the affection of 1505 joyful grieving geese. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want gun."

Joshua looked back, even more confused and still fingering the random guns. "Vasquez, wanna grab a drink," he replied.

They looked at each other with sober feelings, like two determined, different dogs running at a very fast party, which had piano music playing in the background and two scared uncles hugging to the beat.

Joshua regarded Vasquez's dark hair and pale skin. "I feel the same way!" revealed Joshua with a delighted grin.

Vasquez looked happy, his emotions blushing like a misty, mute money.

Then Vasquez came inside for a nice glass of whiskey.

THE END

[crying-over-spilled-feels]

Ships I Will Write Requests for as of January 17th, 2022

Ships Listed Are in No Particular Order

1.    Robin x Regina (Once Upon a Time)

2.    Happy x Toby “Quintis” (Scorpion)

3.    Megan x Sylvester (Scorpion)

4.    Paige x Walter (Scorpion)

5.    Cabe x Allie (Scorpion)

6.    Daphne x Simon (Bridgerton)

7.    Anthony x Kate (Bridgerton)

8.    Benedict x Sophie (Bridgerton)

9.    Colin x Penelope (Bridgerton)

10.  Violet x Edmund (Bridgerton)

11.  Flynn x Eve (Librarians)

12.  Jake x Mabel (Librarians)

13.  Judson x Charlene (Librarians)

14.  Diana x Steve (Wonder Woman)

15.  Chloe x Jackson (Zoo)

16.  Kaliis x Aurora (Aurora Rising book series)

17.  Finian x Scarlett (Aurora Rising book series)

18.  Cat x Tyler (Aurora Rising book series)

19.  Saedii x Tyler (Aurora Rising book series)

20.  Elizabeth x Will (Pirates of the Caribbean)

21.  Jack x Angelic (Pirates of the Caribbean)

22.  Thor x Jane (Thor)

23.  Tony Stark x Pepper Potts (Avengers and Iron Man)

24.  Loki x Sif (Thor)

25.  Loki x Nebula (Thor and Guardians of the Galaxy crossover)

26.  Ryder x Grace (The Grace Year novel)

27.  Fletcher x Sylva (Summoner book series)

28.  Clint Barton x Laura Barton (Avengers)

29.  Wanda x Vision (Avengers and WandaVision)

30.  Bruce x Natasha (Avengers)

31.  Steve Rogers x Peggy Carter (Captain America)

32.  Peter Quill x Gamora (Guardians of the Galaxy)

33.  Scott x Hope (Ant-Man)

34.  Fitz X Simmons (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.)  

35.  Coulson X May (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.)

36.  Trip X Skye (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.)

37.  Bobbi Morse X Lance Hunter (Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.)

38.  Killian Jones x Female OC (Once Upon a Time)

39.  Will Scarlett x Anastasia (Once Upon a Time in Wonderland)

40.  Gendry x Arya (Game of Thrones)

41.  Tyrion x Shae (Game of Thrones)

42.  Sanji x Nami (One Piece)

43.  Zoro x Robin (One Piece)

44. Luffy x Vivi (One Piece)

45.  Jonathan Joestar x Erina (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventures)

46.  Joseph Joestar x Suzi Q. (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventures)

47.  Mista x Female OC (Jojo’s Bizarre Adventures)

48.  Kit x Ella (Cinderella 2015 version)

49.  Joshua Faraday x Emma Cullen (Magnificent Seven 2016 version)

50.  Vasquez x Female OC (Magnificent Seven 2016 version)

51.  Gilbert x Anne (Anne with an E)

52.  Diana x Jerry (Anne with an E)

53.  Mary x Bash (Reign)

54.  Leif x Claude (Reign)

55.  Kili x Tauriel (Hobbit)

56.  Claire x Owen (Jurassic World)

57.  Mia x Nicholas (Princess Diaries)

58.  Joe x Clarisse (Princess Diaries)

59.  Maria x Georg (Sound of Music)

60.  Lara Croft x Lu Ren (Tomb Raider 2018 movie version)

61.  Maleficent X Diaval (Maleficent)

62.  Kate X Daniel Forsythe (The Spirit of Christmas)

63.  Tiger Lily X James Hook (Pan)

64.  Westley X Buttercup (Princess Bride)

65.  Chato X Grace (Suicide Squad)

66.  Logan/Wolverine X Mariko (Wolverine)

67.  Vlad X Mirena (Dracula Untold)

68.  Will X Elizabeth (Pirates of the Caribbean)

69.  Jack X Angelica (Pirates of the Caribbean)

70.  Galavant X Isabella (Galavant)

71.  Richard X Roberta (Galavant)

72.  Gwen X Arthur (Merlin)

73.  Gwen X Lancelot (Merlin)

74.  Gwen X Merlin (Merlin)

75.  Merlin X Morgana (Merlin)

76.  Morgana X Male OC/Reader (Merlin)

77.  Lancelot X Female OC/Reader (Merlin)

78.  Marian X Robin Hood (Robin Hood BBC)

79.  Will X Djaq (Robin Hood BBC)

80.  Marian X Allan (Robin Hood BBC)

81.  Allan X Djaq (Robin Hood BBC)

82.  Ban X Elaine (Seven Deadly Sins)

83.  Margaret X Gilthunder (Seven Deadly Sins)

84.  Meliodas X Elizabeth (Seven Deadly Sins)

85.  King X Diane (Seven Deadly Sins)

86.  Arthur X Merlin (Seven Deadly Sins)

87.  Ana X Alberto (Velvet)

88.  Claire X Matt (Daredevil)

89.  Lilette X Robbie (Rise)

90.  Hardison X Parker (Leverage)

91.  Nate X Sophie (Leverage)

92.  John X Sara (Alienist)

93.  Mary X Laszlo (Alienist)

94.  Farkas X Female Dragonborn (Skyrim)

95.  Vilkas X Lydia (Skyrim)

96.  E’lara X Caddoc (Hunted: The Demon’s Forge)

97.  Rime x Ember (Degrees of Separation)

98.  Cody x May (It Takes Two)

99.  Frank x Karen (Punisher)

100. Makoto x Abigail (Great Pretender)

101. Robb x Talisa (Game of Thrones)

102. Tadashi x MK (Big Hero 6 and Epic Crossover)

103. Eloise x Sir Phillip (Bridgerton)

104. Francesca x Michael (Bridgerton)

105. Hyacinth x Gareth (Bridgerton)

106. Gregory x Lucy (Bridgerton)

107. Okabe x Mayuri (Steins;gate)

108. Okabe x Kurisu (Steins;gate)

109. Edward x Elizabeth (White Queen)

110. Liam Jones x Elsa (Once Upon a Time fan pairing)

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rules: answer all questions, add one question of your own and tag as many people as there are questions

Tagged by both @oddly-drawn-thoughtss​ and @rocanono​ thanks! :D

1. coke or pepsi: neither 

2. disney or dreamworks: disney 

3. coffee or tea: both 

4. books or movies: both, depends on time and attention status 

5. windows or mac: Windows

6. dc or marvel: marvel! 

7. x-box or playstation: neither never owned either 

8. dragon age or mass effect: neither i’m not a gamer 

9. night owl or early riser: night owl

10. cards or chess: cards, i’m too bad at chess 

11. chocolate or vanilla: Vanilla

12. vans or converse: converse 

13. Lavellan, Trevelyan, Cadash, or Adaar: i have no idea what that means 

14. fluff or angst: Fluff for reading, angst with happy endings for writing 

15. beach or forest: both 

16. dogs or cats: Cats

17. clear skies or rain: both in moderation 

18. cooking or eating out: cooking

20. halloween/samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: christmas 

21. would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: cold, sweaters ftw 

22. if you could have any superpower, what would it be?: defeat anxiety 

23. animation or live action: Live action 

24. paragon or renegade: Idk what either are

25. baths or showers: Showers

26. team cap or team ironman: Team Cap 

27: fantasy or sci-fi: you’re asking me to choose???

28. do you have three or four favorite quotes, if so what are they:

"Comparison is the thief of joy.” - Theodore Roosevelt 

“There may be more beautiful times, but this one is ours.”  - Jean-Paul Sartre 

"So far, so good.” - Joshua Faraday

"What we lose in the fire we’ll find in the ashes.” - Sam Chisolm 

29. netflix or youtube: Youtube, i don’t have netfllix 

30. Harry Potter or Percy Jackson: Harry Potter by far. Although I liked the first PJ book 

31. when you feel accomplished: relief and exhaustion

32. star wars or star trek: fffffff BOTH 

33. paperback or hardback: Paperback, cheaper and lighter and softer corners if you fall asleep on them 

34. horror or rom-com: depends on the rom-com and depends on the horror, both not a favorite 

35: Tv shows or movies: Movies

36. spotify or pandora: YouTube

37. zootopia or inside out: neither? kinda wanted to watch zootopia, but never did 

38. favorite book: too many 

39. favourite flower: pretty low-maintenance ones (most, as long as i don’t have to take care of them) 

40. what field of study are you in (or aspire to be in): Linguistics student, translations would be nice 

41. song lyric you really love?: all with a deeper meaning 

42. what’s your MBTI type? i forgot, something with an I 

43. fave movie: Jurassic Park 

44. favourite tv show(s)?: I can’t possibly choose…..

45. top three authors?: Michael Crichton, GRRM, JK Rowling 

46. favorite season?: Fall and Spring 

47. favorite high school musical?: None i was once forced to watch one and i’m still traumatized 

48. silver or gold?: Bronze :P 

49. Favorite director(s)?: ??? idk really, i think gareth edwards did a neat job with r1 

50. favorite thing about summer? late warm evenings and no depressing darkness at 4 pm 

51. opinion on sparkling water: good as long as it’s cold 

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Untitled | Joshua | Challenge 1

After waiting a bit to see if anyone wanted to go next Joshua glances around. Maybe people were a bit nervous about following up those other acts, and it was fair. Every performance had heart, they all were winners in their own right. Taking in a deep breath he jumps up from his seat with a 'Hup' and grabs his violin case.

Scrambling backstage he shuffles about for a few moments, psyching himself up. It didn't have to be perfect. It didn't have to be a fantastic master piece. It just had to be his. If he didn't win the challenge, that was okay. Even if he was here to try to win all he had to do was his best. That was all Faraday had asked of him, to give it his best shot.

Finally feeling sufficiently talked into playing, he stepped out on stage violin and bow in hand. Another violin appearing from a small circle of black smoke behind him. Offering the crowd a sheepish smile, he gets into position and starts his song.

The melody is relatively simple, a slow melancholic sound, but their are fleeting moments of a more complex composition. His eyes fall close as he plays, and he sways soft and slight to the music. After a short while his notes stop, and his eyes remain closed. He couldn't play and sing at the same time. However the other violin picks up where he left off. 

"Yer pulling me taught by the hand, With yer next demand, and I think that I'd rather go this way. A stifling judgemental word,  One I've already heard, I don't think it'll help if I stay. I think that I'll worry a lot less, I'd rather, I'd rather live more, Oooh oooh, I think that I'll worry a lot less, I'd rather I'd rather live more." His voice starts off a bit too quiet and a little hoarse, but quickly picks ups in volume. The hoarseness stays however, perhaps intentionally to add to the melancholia. He brings his violin back up and once again he plays the same melody. His features ease into something a bit more relaxed, and the two violins join in a duet before his next set of lyrics. "Fill up yer empty spaces, Throw out yer upset faces, Everything's working out fine. Move yerself along, Dance to a happy song, I think I'll choose the tune this time.

I think that I'll worry a lot less, I'd rather, I'd rather live more, Oooh oooh, I think that I'll worry a lot less, I'd rather I'd rather live more."

As he continues there are no special effects, no lighting changes or visuals added. Only a man standing on stage and pouring his little heart out into a lil diddy. He sings with a bit more emotion, and his voice shakes slightly. When he joins back into playing his violin he seems a lot more absorbed in it. The melody shifts a bit, dips into more complex territory but instead of little flourishes it's a short burst of it. Almost reluctantly there is a pause in playing and singing, with only the other violin to carry the tune.

"Yer holding my heart in yer hand. The words won't come out of my lips. I'm puffing my chest well I leave. I don't know how to say, that, I'll miss ya.

I think that I'll worry a lot less, I'd rather, I'd rather move on, Oooh oooh, I think that I'll worry a lot less, I'd rather, I'd rather live more."

The violin behind him plays softer, gearing up to fade out entirely. Joshua, now swaying a lot more, is a bit teary eyed.

"I'm going my own way. I'm going my own way. I'm going my own way. I'm leaving you behind."

The lyrics are slowed, and said more gently. The continue to slow, and the last line is practically spoken. Opening his eyes, Joshua blinks rapidly to disperse the tears. That was weird! He gives a sheepish wave, heads backstage, and comes back out once his violin is in it's case to jump off the stage and head back into his seat.

He nearly flounders the landing before evening his weight out. Laughing cheerfully like he didn't almost face plant he heads back to the seat he had previously. 

[hellacluttered]

Mag7 Rock Band AU headcanons

Written with the wonderful @rosecreeksashes <3

Goodnight Robicheaux - a rocker that's past his prime. He was successful but his band split up and he burned out, but kept struggling to make music. At the last show he played, the crowd was tiny and he left feeling like he put his heart into it but it wasn't enough. The drummer quits promptly after the show, and Goodnight gives up.

Red Harvest - a street performer that sparks Goody's love of music again. He's insanely talented and he has a great work ethic, but he needs a mentor, someone who's both good at music and experienced in the industry, and that's where Goody comes in.

Sam Chisolm - a music exec, one of Goody's best friends from back in the day. Once Goodnight and Red Harvest start to work together and results show, they come to Sam to see if he can help them out. He takes it upon himself to assemble the rest of their group, and bring them into the public eye.

Vasquez - a songwriter that Sam invites to join the project both because he's extremely talented and because he's more up-to-date with the industry and trends in music than Goody is. At first he and Goodnight severely clash, but eventually they begin to get along, and they realize how well their styles of songwriting can complement each other's as they gain respect for one another.

Joshua Faraday - an experienced if somewhat non-conventional stage production guy. He takes care of lights, sound, pyrotechnics (his trademark is LOTS of fire), and he also happily serves as moral support for the group, although once in awhile he's even more sullen than they are.

Jack Horne - a roadie and security man who has a fairly distinguished past in music. He always worked a lot behind the scenes- producing, arranging, etc. - and he knows how the minds of musicians work. He ends up a friend and mentor to most of the members of the group both because of that, and because he always seems to be able to keep any problem in perspective and offer good advice on it.

Billy Rocks - Goody's closest friend and biggest supporter. He gave up on music awhile ago to get a steady job, but he knows Goody still has it (and he plays music from Goody's old band sometimes just to annoy him). He's always pushing Goodnight to keep trying, keep working, keep struggling with the music that's still inside him, to get it out before it eats him up. If it wasn't for Billy, Goodnight would have given up on music a long time ago and never gotten back to it.

Bartholomew Bogue - a self-centered, self-promoting, and extremely aggressive exec at the same label Sam works under.

Matthew Cullen & Teddy Q - A musical duo who, after finding some success after many years of working together, were offered a contract by Bogue. They accepted, but after he gained legal rights to their music, he dropped them on a technicality, and used their music for another group he was working with. Years' worth of songwriting gone to waste, Matthew and Teddy both quit music.

Emma Cullen - a reporter who found from her husband's personal experience exactly how Bogue works. As soon as he tries to threaten Sam and his new group, whom she grew close with over a series of interviews and time spent hanging out, she releases the story of what he did to Matthew's group. Between that and the immediate success of Sam's group, Bogue is brought down and fired.

[foolbrite]

Rules: answer these questions, and tag 20 followers that you would like to get to know better.

Tagged by @princesskushina tysm!!

Name: ashleigh

Nickname: idk i dont rlly have one, ash maybe?? no one rlly calls me that tho

Zodiac sign: scorpio

Hogwarts house: hufflepuff

Height: 5″8 

Orientation: lesbian

Ethnicity: scottish

Favourite fruit: mangoes + pineapples

Favourite season: autumn

Favourite book series: percy jackson!! its a series i grew up reading and still adore (i rlly need to read the trials of apollo books still tho)

Favourite fictional characters: anne bonny, james flint + madi (black sails) shadow moon (american gods) miles edgeworth, sebastian debeste, franziska von karma, ema skye, kay faraday (ace attorney) joshua kiryu (twewy) axel/lea and saix/isa (kh)

Favourite flower: sunflowers

Favourite scents: the blue bubble bath thats supposed to help ‘muscles relax’ or w/e, freshly cut grass, the smell after it rains

Favourite colour: light blue, green, and grey

Favourite animal: love dogs, birds, also those cool deep sea fish!! i watched a documentary on them the other day and they are Wild

Favourite artist/band: glass animals, gorillaz, childish gambino, mother mother, hozier, ben howard, queen (i also listen to a lot of musical soundtracks and stuff rip)

Coffee, tea, or hot cocoa?: coffee

Average sleep: recently?? abt 4-5. idk why but im finding it really hard to get to sleep at night, like im anxious for no distinguishable reason

Number of blankets I sleep with: one

Dream trip: probably japan? idk honestly mostly everywhere

Last thing you googled: ‘persona 5 school answers’ cause im not smart enough to answer the questions myself and i need those Intelligence Points

How many blogs do I follow: 821

Number of followers: 596 (4 away from next hundred woo)

What do I usually post about: lately, american gods!! that show fucks me up every monday i cant believe theres only two eps to go

also b99, black sails, ace attorney, jojo, bnha, and miscellaneous other stuff

Do I get asks regularly: nope, only like once every few months

What is your aesthetic: renaissance stuff, like gold ornate shit idk? also idk beaches in the rain, warm, cozy looking houses, rainy cities with loads of lights and stuff etc. also gay shit

I tag @noxide @murasakiyuzu @spuddychan @staticpalmz @crockercop @apxlllo @otayxri @crywonk @moomooducky @aghostlyflower and whoever else wants do do it!!

[coffeeandtin]

Party Approval

Anon requested:  Reaction/preference for the seven and gift-exchanging with s/o reader or friend reader. What gifts they like to give, what kind they like to get. Any occasion. (I called it “Party Approval” because this made me think of video games where you give your NPC companions gifts to boost your approval rating.)

Jack Horne 

Jack is a successful trapper, so he would likely present you with the net results of some of his work: perfumes, and garments that are tastefully lined with fur. He likes to know that you’ll be warm, even in his absence. 

Jack is a man of simple tastes and limited needs. Anything too ostentatious would likely make him uncomfortable. He’d likely prefer something small and personal that could easily be carried around with him. Something like a lock of hair, or a photograph. 

Goodnight Robicheaux

Goodnight has affection for music, and as such would want to share that with you. He’d bring you a music box, and he would even suggest dancing to the tune it plays. He’d also favor bringing you shoes and gloves; probably in styles that are a little more extravagant than you’d prefer. But because they’re from Goody, they are near and dear to your heart. 

Goodnight would enjoy receiving lapel pins, and cravats. He would also like a new kerchief, particularly if your initials happened to be stitched into it. 

Joshua Faraday (Actual Magpie)

Faraday has a self-proclaimed affection for shiny things. While he doesn’t necessarily keep those baubles for himself, he loves procuring them for you. Jewelry, watches, pins, you name it. He especially enjoys it if there is a good story involved in the way he got the item, whether he won the present in a game of poker, or if he bought it with his winnings. He also loves to see you wear what he got you.

The gifts Faraday likes to receive are much simpler, however. A new playing deck is always a welcome sight. Faraday would also be unlikely to decline the well crafted fishing lures that you purchased from a craftsman. 

Sam Chisolm

Accepting gifts isn’t Sam’s forte, but you make sure that the gifts are useful to him. Maps are appreciated. You also get him books that can easily be stowed in a saddle bag. Sam has a knack for making acquaintances from different cultures, so you manage to find books for Sam that are not in English, so that he can enhance his skills as a linguist. 

The gift Sam gets for you is equally practical, if a lot more lethal. He trusts that you can protect yourself in his absence; and to that end, he gets you a beautifully crafted revolver. 

Red Harvest

Red gifts you the location of a hot spring that few, if any, know about. (He’s uncharacteristically giddy the entire ride there.) Once you’re both bare, and relaxed in the water, he gives you a necklace. He made it from leather and claws and beads. It’s beautiful and brutal; and it’s always with you, even when Red is not.

You give Red a spyglass. You almost say something like “for when your path doesn’t seem clear,” but you don’t need to. Red tries out your gift immediately. He smiles as he pans from the horizon to your face. 

Billy Rocks

Billy gets you a lock box and the key that goes with it. It’s likely his way of saying that he has secrets, and he doesn’t mind if you have your own. The box manages to be both understated and elegant at the same time. You discover later that within the lock box, Billy also left you a gift of a more...illicit nature.

You notice that Billy and Goodnight share a canteen, so you get Billy his own. (In the back of your mind, you hope you aren’t overstepping a convention of their relationship.) You also have a coat made for Billy. This one has secret compartments sewn into it. 

Vasquez

Vasquez gets you a painting. Like you, it is something he inexplicably connected with in passing. He’s not sure if it’s the content, or something in the brushstrokes, but it makes him think of you; and he feels it is something you should have. 

Vasquez puffs contentedly at the cigars you get him until you present him with one more gift. You hand him a piece of paper and he unfolds it, quirking an eyebrow with playful suspicion. It’s one of his Wanted posters. (You assure him you didn’t find it anywhere near where you currently are.) The two of you argue about whether it does, or does not look like him. Then he uses his cigar to set the paper alight. He holds you close as the two of you watch it burn. 

(Image from: https://reasonandreflection.wordpress.com/tag/colt/) 

[storiesuntold]

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NICKNAME : Sinise TIME RN : 6:53pm LAST THING I GOOGLED: something for my school work FAVORITE MUSIC ARTIST(S): Linkin Park, Disturbed, Rammstein, Nickelback, Papa Roach Daft Punk, Skillet, Three Days Grace SONG STUCK IN MY HEAD:  I Shall Rise - Karen O LAST MOVIE I WATCHED: Assassin’s Creed LAST TV SHOW I WATCHED: Doctor Who WHAT AM I WEARING RIGHT NOW: A white shirt, a light blue hoodie jacket & black sweatpants. WHEN I CREATED THIS BLOG: 28th September 2016 THE KIND OF STUFF I POST:  Roleplay / Writing, headcanons, quotes, lot of different fandoms related stuff bc multi muse and all that  DO I HAVE OTHER BLOGS: @killingwithkindncss, an archived blog and my personal + art blog. DO I GET ASKS REGULARLY: Not really WHY DID I CHOOSE MY URL: because I wanted something that fit all my muses in some way and since they are all survivors in one way or another I decided on the one I have GENDER: Female. HOGWARTS HOUSE: Huffelpuff POKEMON TEAM: No idea  FAVORITE COLORS: Blue, Green, Dark Red AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: 6-8 LUCKY NUMBERS: 7 or 14. FAVORITE CHARACTERS: Should I really list all of them bc then I’ll be here till tomorrow or longer... Desmond Miles (AC), The Master/Missy (DW), The Doctor (DW), Barty Crouch Jr (HP), Percival Graves (FBAWTFT), Snake-Eyes (G.I.Joe), Clint Barton, Logan Howlett (MCU), Stephen Strange, Jefferson, Nathan Ingram (POI), John Reese (POI), Leonard McCoy from Star Trek AOS, Lord Vile (SP), Billy-Ray Sanguine (SP), Joshua Faraday (Mag7), Chase Collins (The Covenant), Lara Croft, Alfred Pennyworth and a lot more. BLANKETS I SLEEP WITH: 1

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@warlock-owl

Here, I couldn’t find my post, so the snips are under this cut!

BREATHE

Billy always tells Goody to breathe during his attacks. While he holds the shaking man, he wishes he could take his own advice.

DANCE

Goodnight watched from the sidelines. His eyes tracked every step, every turn, every little movement until he couldn’t look anymore. He tilted his head back and looked up at the sky, praying for a day when Billy would be able to dance with him and no longer with knives and bullets.

AWAKE

“Goody?”

“Mornin’, cher!” he smiled over his shoulder while he packed up campsite.

Billy sluggishly sat up, turned and glared towards the top of the tree across from him. “I’m going to kill those birds.”

Goodnight laughed merrily. “Oh, you grump. Lay back down, close your eyes and take it all in! Those birds are singing for you!”

There were a few beats of silence.

“Goody?”

“Yes, my dear?”

“I’m going to kill those birds.”

SMOKE

Vasquez held it up to the light from the fire. He turned it over in his hand, inspecting carefully before he sighed with a small smile. “Well, güerito… Let’s see why you liked these so much, eh?”

HOME

“You have some where else to go, handsome?”

Vasquez was about to answer when a hearty laugh from the poker table across the saloon rang out. “Si. I do now.”

HOME (2)

“Three years you boys have been runnin’ around, ‘causin’ Lord knows all sorts of Hell and not so much as a word on where you are? Better yet, if you’re even /alive/?”

The seven looked among each other with slightly guilt ridden expressions as the residents of Rose Creek came out to greet them.

Goodnight took his hat off, ever the gentleman, and held it to his chest. “Ms. Emma–”

The fiery red-head cut him off and threw her arms around the Cajun. “Welcome home, boys.”

HOLE

“You can’t be serious.”

“I said the same thing, my friend.”

Faraday rolled his eyes, crossing his arms over his chest, “Yeah. You did. After fallin’ on your ass from laughin’!”

Red shook his head. “I told you to watch where you walk.”

“You didn’t tell me your damn animal traps were the reason!”

Vasquez chuckled as the Comanche walked away. He crouched down and held out his hands, “Okay, mi amor. Let’s get you out of there.”

MUSIC

Growing up in Louisiana, Goodnight has heard his fair share of music. None of it can compare to Billy’s laughter.

BLIND

That was a shout. Billy’s shout. Goodnight threw the broom he was using aside and ran inside. Billy NEVER shouted unless there was a reason. And it was usually a bad reason.

“Billy?! Billy, what– Christ! Billy!” he dropped down to his knees beside his partner.

“My eyes, Goody… My eyes…”

Swallowing hard, Goodnight gently grasped Billy’s wrists, “It’s okay, cher… Let me s-” his brow furrowed as he got a clear look at the other. “The /Hell/, Billy?!”

The assassin looked up at him. His deep brown eyes were normal, a little pained, but normal nonetheless. “I saw Faraday’s ass…”

REUNION

“Sam. Red.”

The leader of the rag-tag group of seven tipped his hat, “Vasquez.”

Red nodded towards him before taking a seat besides the outlaw. “Hello, my friends,” his voice was quiet as his eyes came to rest on the four crosses.

GAME

“Okay, güero.” Vasquez smiled around his cigar as he took a seat on the cold, packed dirt. He dug into his pocket and took out a deck of cards, “I know I’m a little late, but I believe I owe you a round.”

SNEAK

“So that’s where the cornbread’s been goin’, hm?”

Red looked over his shoulder to see Horne leaning against the stacks of wood. He gave a small shrug and turned back to his task. “She just had babies. She needs the food.”

The tracker chuckled and walked over. He bent down a bit with a grunt, “How many?”

“12.”

“Alright, just… Don’t tell Joshua. That boy hates rats.”

BLUE

Billy never had a favorite color. Then he saw Goodnight’s eyes.

PAIN

He felt each bullet enter. Hit after hit, the pain grew and grew. Goodnight knew his death would hurt. He just wasn’t aware of the indescribable agony he would feel when he saw Billy crumple to the floor as he fell from the church steeple.

1.      He found life.

Goodnight, was in all purposes of the term, a “dead man walking”. A shell of a man getting along in the world by just his name and the air of a man who was lost long ago, a soul hanging by a thread.

Goodnight, is in all purposes of the term, a “man brought back”. A man whose core is renewed and restored, is getting along in the world by just his name and his partner's as well, the glowing aura of a man who found his way home, a soul tightly intertwined with another.

7.      “Who gave you the knife?”

When Faraday had asked Billy that question, he couldn't understand why Goodnight broke out into a laughter that was borderline hysteric at his answer.

“Fate,” was all the assassin gave with same stone face as always.

A little dramatic, but from someone who killed with a hair pin, Josh took it as a legitimate response.

When Faraday heard Red ask Billy the same question, he figured it out.

“No one,” Billy shrugged, “I was doing the dishes when I took down the master of the house.”

AUDIENCE:

He liked to watch. He liked to follow the fluid motion of his arms as they moved. The way they cut through the air as though he were a composer conducting the most elegant and sophisticated orchestra. He liked to see the curve of his smile. The way his lips formed around his words; the perfect lyrics to a song. His melodious voice painted pictures so clear he could close his eyes and see them. When Goodnight spoke it was like a symphony and Billy had a front row seat.

DUST: "Güero!" Vasquez called after he dismounted his mare. He pulled up his bandanna to cover his face as he ran into the smoking field. His heart raced as he looked in every direction. "Güero! Güero, man!" his voice was reaching near desperate. He jumped over the mangled and charred bodies of the Blackstone agents, kicking away pieces of the Gatling Gun as he continued his search. "G-Güerito..." Vasquez slowed, voice now cracking as he called out for the gambler. There was nothing left but debris in the air clearing. The air; thick with the stench of gunpowder, burning flesh and blood. It made his head spin with sickening nausea. The outlaw's heart clenched as he gave another feeble call for Faraday. Vas tilted his head up towards the sky, "Dios mio... Why are you so stupid?” He could feel tears roll down his cheeks, leaving clean trails. His fists clenched, teeth bared, he screamed out again.  Vasquez didn't notice when his legs gave out and he was on his knees in the filth of this war. Vas wasn't aware of the light breeze until he was hit with something. Begrudgingly, he opened his eyes and felt his heart shatter completely upon seeing the singed and smoking Ace of Hearts card stuck in the mud in front of him. For the first time in God knows how long, the gunslinger's hands were shaking as he reached out and oh so hesitantly picked up the card. Vasquez let out a heart-wrenching sob, that was drowned out by gunshots in the distance, as he held the card to his chest. "O-Oh... C-Cariño..." his voice was wrecked, "Joshua... Te a-amo..." His sobs carried out into the open world, tangling with the dust ridden smoke.

[oceluna]

‘’I don’t care if this tuns into a riot Lets get reckless, tear this place down to the floor Turn the music way up loud Can’t nobody stop us now I just know I feel so good tonight I just know I feel so good tonight’’