#michael 1996

SWORDFISH UNIVERSE swap with pulp fiction

teen! CEO's daughter! y/n : —looking him up and down— you look a lot like my bodyguard.

gabriel : oh, do I now? —smirks with a quirked eyebrow— what do we have in common then, little miss?

teen! CEO's daughter! y/n : you've got a weird haircut, you don't believe in god and you kill people.

gabriel : blunt and straight forward, but well, that sounds about right.

GREASE UNIVERSE swap with staying alive

*y/n walking through the campus when the T-Birds catch glimpse of her from the benches*

danny : —whistling— hey there, doll! are you new around here?

y/n : yeah, what do you want?

*the T-Birds start chuckling among themselves*

danny : well, you've got nice.. —gesturing to her body—.. attributes and my place's free, what'dya say?

y/n : uhh —starting to frown— yeah, no. Go pull that crap with another gal and grow up a little, yes?

*walking away, rolling her eyes and muttering 'jerks'*

SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER swap with grease

*tony dancing at the 2001 Oddyssey's dance floor when y/n approaches dancing, too*

pink lady! Rizzo's bf! y/n : hey, boy! you've got some moves in you!

tony : —quirking an eyebrow with a chuckle— thank you for letting me know, babe —looking her up and down— say, is the name as pretty as the face, or..?

pink lady! Rizzo's bf! y/n : —chuckling— aren't you a gentleman?

tony : the best you're gonna find here, dollface —wink—

pink lady! Rizzo's bf! y/n : say, would this gentleman be as smooth as to take me for a dance? —holding out her hand with a mischevious smirk—

tony : —grabbing her hand and pulling her in— you bet he is!

MICHAEL 1996 swap with saturday night fever

*cynical stare contest in tense silence*

michael : you.. don't look like my y/n at all.

dance queen! y/n : well, you don't look like the angels in the bible at all.

michael : fair point —taking a drag from his cigarrette— you want some?

dance queen! y/n : hell, yeah I do.

PULP FICTION swap with michael

*vincent and teen!y/n sitting on a table, eating sandwiches*

vincent : yeah, no —waving his hand around dismissively— god doesn't exist and neither do angels.

teen! y/n : yes they do! I've got a guardian angel!

vincent : you sure you're not just schizophrenic, kid? have you stopped to think about that, huh? —pointing at her— because I think your head is messed up and it's all in there.

teen! y/n : you are the one that sees things here! you're a drug addict!

vincent : —rubbing his temples— oh my god, now I've gotta deal with two miracle obsessed people.

URBAN COWBOY swap with swordfish

y/n : so.. are you a real cowboy?

bud : —tiping his hat with a smirk— you bet I am, honey.

y/n : well, you know, I know how to ride too —looking down at his lap—

bud : oh, you blunt little- —chuckling, completely flabbergasted—

STAYING ALIVE swap with urban cowboy

*tony and y/n in his dance studio*

tony : so, you teach me how to do the double step and I teach you ballet?

y/n : deal —putting her cowboy hat on him—

tony : —laughing— oh, now I just feel stupid, y/n.

y/n : well, you don't look stupid! —chuckling— you look like a really handsome cowboy.