#gogofast

I’d say instrumentals are always a good way to go! You can always pick a song you like and search for a cover of it in a specific style. I’ve found frozen songs in heavy metal style so I’d say it shouldn’t be too hard!

Problem is I’m struggling to find pretty much any music that I feel fits Winry. The playlist I have doesn’t really feel like her. I feel like acoustic/indie/country music would work the best for her, but I have no idea where to even start with that because I don’t listen to country, and while I listen to Indie, trying to find something that suits Winry is proving difficult. 

gogofast

Living in such a large, expensive city such as San Fransokyo was hard no matter who you were; but it was even more so when one wasn’t quite human. Existing alongside humans wasn’t necessarily a strange concept for Isabel or her sister Ethel, having been born and raised in a world that was dominated by them, but that didn’t mean it was something that came easily to them. Humans were such untrusting creatures, always wary of the unknown and unfamiliar. It was why Weres of all kinds hid from them. Those who didn’t...well, their lives hardly lasted very long.

Isabel had always hated the restrictions. To keep her true self hidden from others, from those she truly trusted; but Ethel made it clear that such a thing would be stupid and careless and get them both killed. The younger twin was sure the latter was a bit of an exaggeration, but she listened for the most part. She shifted only in the confines of their home and the hidden foliage of the National Parks that thankfully were plenty around the city.

Of course, there were times where she would try to get away with breaking the rules.

The full moon was close to arriving, the lunar phase easily stirring the feline’s instincts. Isabel had always been the fidgety one, always itching for the monthly shifts where her feral self could truly come to life. It was something of a pleasure to her, really. It simply brought her a sense of freedom. But, until that night came, the young werecat was left aching for that blissful freedom. Even now she was restless.

Large, heavy paws padded over the hard concrete as the black leopard paced on the roof of their apartment complex. She wasn’t suppose to be up here like this, she knew that. But, it was hard not to. The coolness of the night air silently brushing through her fur, the space it gave her to pad about and not have to worry about breaking anything; it was all too tempting. Besides, no one came up here at this hour.

“Hiro, shhh,” 

Soft hushes left his lips, trying to sooth the fussing baby in his arms but his attempts were only futile. Wail after wail left the little brother, one after the other no matter what the older did.

It wasn’t unusual, nights such as these. Hiro was always quiet the handful; he always had been. He loved his little brother regardless, understanding that this was just how babies could be. Some of his neighbors, however--their angry complaints said otherwise. He couldn’t blame them, of course; Hiro cried at all hours of the night, surely disturbing anyone trying to fit in a good night’s rest. And Tadashi himself was no less of a victim caught in Hiro’s line of fire, often trudging along into work the next day on a mere few hours of sleep.

Tomorrow, he could tell, would hold no different. He could barely keep his eyes open now, and under them were dark circles to hint absolute exhaustion. Short stubble spread over his features, his hair tousled. He had been in day-old pajamas since the night previous, u

Today had been especially difficult on his day off. While his coworkers would be relaxing, enjoying their time away he was with Hiro from sun up to sun down. He enjoyed it plenty, sure; he adored Hiro with every bone in his body, but he was growing withered. Tadashi had been dealing with Hiro’s fussy behavior all day, and as the hours dipped later into the night, he prayed the little boy would finally grow too tired to keep this up any longer.

He held little Hiro is his arms, trying to shush him and ease him into a sleep for the night. Sadly, Hiro was relentless.

“Come on, buddy,” He bargained, bouncing him gentle in his arms. He rubbed small, comforting circle’s into the infants back as tiled his head, resting it on the back of the chair. His eyes fluttered shut, continuing his motions as Hiro continued. He could only hope everyone was in too deep of a sleep to confront him, and hoped with all he could that Hiro would finally, finally, fall asleep for the night. 

               SELFIEFORSCIENCE & GOGOFAST

                                                                       How can I stand here with you                                                                          And not be moved by you?                                                                                 Would you tell me,                                                                                   How could it be,                                                                          ANY BETTER THAN THIS?