#short scenes

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Mu Qing stares down at the abomination in his hand. “What the hell is this?!” He means to shout, but somehow his voice comes out reedy and high.

“It’s bingo,” Hua Cheng says casually, not even looking at him. 

Mu Qing's eyebrow twitches seeing Hua Cheng bump shoulders with Xie Lian. Xie Lian leans closer when Hua Cheng points at something on his bingo card and wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. To Mu Qing's utter lack of surprise, Xie Lian's face lights up with interest.

Taliyah x Reader - Shopping with you is always a pleasure!

Author's note: Hiii, it's been year(s) and sorry for the wait but Sol, you've been a follower for a longer time and thank you for being very patient with me. I hope you enjoy my rusty attempt at writting a short scene for you. Thanks again <3 I hope the wait somewhat paid off.

Lemme add, the scene WILL CONTAIN the toys part, so if anyone else do not enjoy it, do not read further please.

Edit 1: I tried to fix any mistakes I made because I wrote this post firstly on mobile ^^

Taliyah wasn't used to a middle-city activity. The frequency of people, their loudness and general volume coming with it at first overwhelmed her. It's been years since she first experienced marketplace of Ionia with her teacher, Yasuo, and now she's way more used of Ionian people's ways. So picking a shopping date with her beloved partner seemed like a not so bad idea. Like, what could go wrong?

And he stepped out onto the stage the crowd began to shout; screaming at the top of their lungs "JIM! JIM! DO THE LIZARD KING AGAIN!!"

He reached for the mic; and greeted the crowd "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT?" The crowd roared out of control. Pushing their ego's a bit more, he yelled "THIS WHAT YOU WANT, BOYS & GIRLS? YOU'VE COME TO SEE A SHOW OF IMPERSONATIONS; FUCK A FEAST OF FRIENDS, HUH?! He laughed" They began to edge closer to the stage, crowd mentality took over and he kept playing to it. "WADDYA THINK ROBBIE; GIVE 'EM WHAT THEY WANT? DANCE AND SING LIKE SOME PLASTIC PUPPETS; PLACATE THE IGNORANCE?" he sneered back at the band.

Robbie's bottle neck began to slide and the guitar started to pick up with L.A. Women, John Densmore kicked in the with the rhythm of drums taunting the crowd more and more. Anticipation building as Ray Manzarek started in with that unique organ sound, the band was becoming more known for. Not bad for some kids out of film school in UCLA he thought. The music picked up urging Jim to begin the song; but he held the silence longer, acting as though thought and trance had somehow shifted him away from any stage performance.

As the music continued a silence came across the crowd, only an occasional voice yelling "I LOVE YOU JIM" peppered even more randomly with "PASS HIM THE JOINT". Brought back from the journey his mind had taken him down, the band began to run through the progression of opening chords for a third time. Walking to the front of the stage he looked back at Ray and said "My Wild Love".

He walked to the front of the stage, his boots hanging just over the of the cliff when a woman handed him a finely wrapped cigarette filled with weed. He reached down to take it from her, she grabbed back at him trying to pull him into the crowd. Laughing as he regained his balance; he looked at the joint and smiled "Man, you can tell that's a New York joint all right, wrapped as skinny as a toothpick and over tight." The crowd was mixed with boos and cheers as he lit the left handed cigarette and took his first hit.

The band started softening the music hoping to signal him to move into the set, confused by why he was playing with them more than usual instead of starting the show. Just as the music got to it's softest point he shrilled "IS THIS WHAT YOU WANT NEW YORK?! MR. MOJO RISING! A CRAWLY KING SNAKE FOR YOUR PET?! They picked up enthusiasm a bit but even by know they were getting stale from excitement. "THE LIZARD KING! MORE OF MY COCK?!" he shouted back as he took another hit from the cigarette.

"NOT TONIGHT HE SCREAMED; I GOT BIGGER THINGS PLANNED". The fans went crazy and the band took the cue that things were back on track. "I GOT BIGGER THINGS TO DO THAN PLAY PUPPETS WITH YOU" he slammed the mic into the stage and took a final puff before flicking the joint back in the audience. Walking off stage, the silence deafened the auditorium as everyone wondered what was going on - as the mumbles started amongst the crowd, the house announcer came out and said "Ladies and gentlemen, they'll be no show tonight". Boos began to take over and riots broke out in the crowd becoming directed at the police as they tried to get the band out.

Jim, made his way to the dressing room and grabbed Pam's hand; leaving rubber on the street as his Shelby darted off to the Catskills. She asked him quietly in the car "What happened?" He looked over with the devilish grin; and said nothing; they wanted a puppet show and I wanted to tel you a story about a boy and girl instead".

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Omg, this is such a great ask. Thank yooou <3

Okay so... let me think this through. Lol. Okay, I’ve got it xD

I’m gonna ramble about this idea I had a while back that I’m trying to figure out how to bring to life. I used to write a lot of short drabbles and one-shots back in the day where I had a mood, maybe a driving sentence and no dialogue, kinda? I can’t explain it well bc my brain is empty right now but it used to be a page long at the most about a theme, kinda. So I wrote one that was this girl running away from home, no real plot, just feelings and sentences that came into my head that morphed into this tiny scene. Have you ever heard the monologue in the beginning of National Anthem by Lana? Kind of like that but sometimes it would have more plot. 

So yeah, I wanted to bring those short little things to life. I would read it and record it, then film some of the scenes. Nothing too fancy bc ya know I don’t do that for a living and I have no equipment lol but short scenes? The setting sun, a shot of bruised knees, wiping away fake blood. That kind of shit. 

And then this idea kind of developed bc I was so inspired by the way Al just fucking came up with like 30 secs of a song based on Daughter of Fire and I was like... what if I did that? I mean, I already have more than 260k words written for this fic, maybe it would be a good starting point? 

Yeah, I’m still in the how phase of this but I just really love writing those short scenes and I’ve been going back to that when writing DoF gets to be too much.

For info on the 2018 Short Fic Challenge please visit this blog post (x).

I’ve had this prompt in my head for the last two days. I had already written part of it my head as I was falling asleep. The phrase is something I said when chatting with a friend and it was just too much fun not to use. So I did. The following snippets are not related in anyway other than having the same prompt. Not Prepared for Pants #1 Go ahead. Laugh all you want, but I swear I seriously was not prepared for those pants. You think by now I’d be used to how amazingly pretty my girlfriend is right? Nope. I’m still stunned time and time again. And those pants. They didn’t highlight her curves - they gently wrapped her curves in a hug and then smiled at you smugly.   Now how am I going to keep my hands sufficiently to myself until we are no longer in public? Not Prepared for Pants #2 When Rowan told me he found the perfect outfit for our first ever gig I was doubtful. Rowan’s taste in clothing can be rather eclectic, and I kinda love him for that, but I also didn’t want him to wear something that was just so wrong for the occasion that our band was scuttled before we ever really got a chance. I had no way of knowing if he’d come back from changing and be made up to look like a French aristocrat from the Renaissance, or in a poodle skirt and a bouncy ponytail, wearing footie unicorn pajamas, or something even stranger.

I shouldn’t have doubted. Rowan’s taste in clothing might wander and pillage throughout history, but he always pulls it off. He emerged from his room with a flourish and a twirl. His hair was up in a messy bun, a faded black t-shirt with Captain America’s shield on the front, and worn leather pants. It was perfect. It was amazing. It was … ok yeah I was not prepared for those pants or how damn hot he looked in them. 

Ok, maybe I don’t just kinda love him. 

Not Prepared for Pants #3 “No, no, you don’t understand, I wasn’t NOT prepared for pants!” Jen said a little desperately. She hated trying on clothes. Had ever since she was young. Pants were especially frustrating because it was harder to even guess at whether or not they would look good on her. 

“Oh come on, I’m telling you these are perfect!” Rani responded. 

Jen rolled her eyes but gave in. Rani had a weird ability to spot clothes that would look good. Seriously, it was like a super power or something. 

With a deep sigh Jen retreated into the changing room. She pulled off her pants and pulled on the jeans Rani had handed her. After they were all zipped and buttoned she looked at herself in the mirror and promptly squealed. 

“Told you!” Rani retorted smugly. “Come on out so that I can see them.” 

Jen did so and then did a mock model walk up and down the changing room hallway. She already knew they looked good on her, but now she realized they felt good too. In fact, she was feeling pretty damned sexy. 

“When will you stop doubting me?” Rani asked after Jen had sashayed back to her. 

“I promise, for the rest of the day, I won’t argue about trying on anything you suggest.” 

“Just today?”

Odyssey!Yasuo x reader - Finally home. 

A/N: So! This shortscene is based on Odyssey Yasuo info which is linked under! I just love how funny these are alright??? Plus: If you want some True Damage Yasuo content, please read “I’m glad you’re evil too” fanfic, which is pretty long but I put much effort into it! 

“Captain, and where the hell are you going?!” Asked Jinx with this shit-eating grin on her face, interrupting white haired male with his “secret mission”. Yasuo sighed with defeat “I’m taking a week off, Jinx. And you guys are free to do whatever.”

“YES-”

“Whatever it is not to destroy Morning Star, of course.”

“Ugh. Party-pooper.”

 “Malphite and Sona will take care of things. Take it easy, guys.” 

Yasuo used much smaller but much faster ship to travel to his destination - home. Jinx calls it rumours about Captain’s second half, but rumours are true. He has his love waiting and it’s been so damn long since they saw each other. He’s magnificent at fighting, but this talk might be hard even for him. Well, he should not think about it now, he should focus on a flight. He’ll think while walking to your house.

...

Comming up with ideas - with excuses - wasn’t as easy as he thought. He was just...busy. He did a big fuck up, now he needs to face the consequences. He gulped and knocked on the door. His heart felt so heavy by now. You, not expecting this face to show up, just open the door, casually looking up and wanting to start typical conversation, but seeing him made your eyes widen.

“ Yas- what??”

“Hey...honey. I’m home?” Space lizard jumped to you, making it’s way safely into your shoulder and snuggling to your cheek. You frowned your eyebrows and folded your arms.

“Okay, listen, I’m sorry, okay? I didn’t expect you to wait for me or to accept my apologies, but I wanted to make sure you’re still healthy and safe, and...”

“ Are you dumb? Didn’t expect me to wait? I have been waiting all this fucking time for YOU and you mentally gave up on me anyway?!” You shouted at his stupid attractive face you fell for.

“[Y/N], I-”

But you cut him off with forced kiss. You pulled him to your level by putting hands on his cheeks and just like that kissing him. He hummed into the kiss, placing his hands on your back, hugging you. 

“I’ll listen to pety excuses after we spend some time together. Come in. I’ll tell you off later, too.”