Anonymous asked: For the song otp thing, bicycle race by queen
I see you trying to trip me up and all I have to say is:
I hope this is as weird as you expected it to be. I feel like it fits the tone of the song. Two OTP’s, even though only half of each
pairing is present, and I guess this is more like…the start of plot than just an OTP thing.
“Once upon a time, there was a girl,” the
girl with the long hair murmurs, “and what no one knew was that the King of the
Goblins had fallen in love with the girl, and he had given her certain
powers. Which I thought included a sense of direction, but clearly not,” she adds
with a scowl, her helmet tucked under one arm and her hip propped against the
motorcycle behind her. “Snickers, where
are we?”
The goblin in question peers out of her pack—where
she firmly stuffed him out of sight because wow
she is not explaining that to any cops who happen to pull her over—and stares,
wide-eyed, up at the town in front of them.
It looks…odd. The town, not the
goblin, Snickers looks pretty much how he normally does except slightly less
chocolate-smeared, because it’s been a good six hours since their last stop at
a gas station and his beloved candy bars have since run out. But the town…
Well.
Sarah’s not going to call the Arbys with the glowing lights overhead,
the park in the distance surrounded by a twelve-foot fence topped with barbed
wire (helpfully labeled ‘Dog Park: Do Not Enter, Look At, or Think About’ to
Sarah’s unusually good eyes), or the house apparently under a pillar of divine
light the weirdest thing she’s ever seen.
But she’s maybe considering adding it to the list.
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So, on the subject of ‘things i finished a while back and needed to post,’ this is Part Two of this thing. It’s basically shippy nonsense and discussion of how Sarah Williams is a weird motherfucker.
“So who’s Sarah?”
Jonathan asked after they’d eaten dinner—just takeout, because they were both
feeling particularly lazy. He was toying
with the folded bit of notebook paper with Sarah’s number on it, curious, and
Nancy smiled as she dropped the last few dishes they’d used into the drying
rack. She padded over, barefoot with her
hair loose around her shoulders, and settled herself in his lap without so much
as an ‘as you please’. He wrapped his
arms around her snugly and tucked her back against his chest, his chin hooked
over her shoulder like a little boy.
“Sarah,” Nancy
said, reaching out to play with the paper herself, “is the girl who recited Der Erlkonig in its original
German. She’s a freshman and she’s…odd.”
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lathori asked: Darling, dear, love. You've watched Stranger Things. You love Labyrinth. You are free from your internship. Stranger Things/Labyrinth Crossover we discussed. Nancy and Jonathan are my baby monster hunters. Sarah and Nancy meet in college. Go forth <3
LAURENS, your timing is a dream, I just finished the first part of that. It’s going to be a longer thing, because of course it is, and I’m going to post it piecemeal under the tag “Stranger Labyrinth AU” because if people can portmanteau character names into increasingly worrying sexual diseases, I can do that.
It was the
girl’s smile that drew Nancy’s eye, the first time. There was something about it, something
off-kilter and a little familiar—it was the smile of someone laughing at a joke
no one else understood. Harder than pure
humor, somehow, as if looking out at the world and saying you poor oblivious bastards all the while.
There were days
where Nancy lived that smile. She hadn’t gone a day without seeing it on a
face since she was in high school. Her
brother had it, sometimes, her boyfriend, often, she could feel it curve her lips
every time someone suggested a horror movie.
They sort of lost their thrill, when you’d lived one.
So when she saw
the girl sitting alone at a table in the quad, long dark hair swinging loose
and her lovely face turned up toward the sun, Nancy walked over.
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