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[chillwildwave]

The Wishing Kingdom Song Rewrite: This Wish

So you guys are pretty curious as to why I’m rewriting some of the songs for my rewrite of Disney’s Wish, well, to put it simple, I personally didn’t mind some of the songs, I liked At All Costs and Knowing What I Know Now, but I eventually wanted to rewrite This Wish, simply because I noticed some problems with it in the first place.

I know the lyrics were a massive letdown due to awkward structures and the way they flowed, this is because it sounds more like a pop song rather than an “I Want” song, we’ve had many songs like these in the past that were able to establish characters but why couldn’t they just do something with Asha? I mean the concept was there but it was the execution that had the final nail in the coffin.

The way I visualise my rewrite of “This Wish” is that it has more of a “God Help The Outcasts” vibe with a some hints of “How Far I’ll Go” and “Reflection” except in this situation as it plays out in the rewrite, Asha is begging to call the power on the stars just because she wants to please everyone and her people just because she gives up easily at magic, so to put it simply, she wants to do better so she can feel like she’s loved by many, including her adapted parents, King Magnifico and Queen Amaya so that she can become the next wish granter before she turns 18, you would see this throughout the rewrite though, I mean, this is where her wish changes as the rewrite progresses cuz character development!

Anyways, let’s get into the song!

Should’ve known that I was capable,

Should’ve known that I was held on to it,

Couldn’t figure out if my hands fumbled,

Or was it all just a mistake,

Can I try again, just one take?

When I try, I think I’m not enough,

If that’s the case then why does it look complicated,

All I did was play my part,

They don’t see it in my heart,

But I don’t know where my story will start…

So I look up at the stars to guide me,

And leave all the dangers in the dust,

Even if they can’t hear me or they find me,

They are the only beings I can trust,

Now I make this wish,

I want something magical than this,

Now I make this wish,

I want something magical than this!

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Hey yeah, yeah, yeah, ah-ah,

Magical, ooh-ah-ah-ah.

For years, I knew how to work things out,

All the time, I was a thinker without any doubt,

Now I feel like I am trapped inside a cage,

What is wrong with myself?

Is there a way I can escape?

With all these reservations and hesitations on where to go and where to begin,

I’m past dipping my toes in, but Im not, no I’m not past diving in,

If only that my daddy would be right here beside me, he always knew what I should do,

Keep your head high and just believe, the way he always taught me to!

So I look up at the stars to guide me,

And leave all the threats and dangers behind,

I know there will be challenges that find me,

But I can take them on one at a time!

Now I make this wish,

I want something magical than this,

Now I make this wish,

I want something magical than this!

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah, ah-ah,

Magical, ooh, ah-ah-ah.

Now I make this wish,

I want something magical…

Than this!

Thanks for reading and stay tuned for more!

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[muchmossymess]

Loser, Bambi

A radiostar/radioapple/duckiedeer rewrite of loser, baby (as an aroace myself, this is platonic, I think it'd be hilarious to their dynamic) (set after the finale, and let my delusional heart believe alastor cares deep deep deep down)

Lucifer: So things look bad and your back's against the wall

Your whole existence hangs in the balance

You're feeling panicked like you heard the hunter's call

Can't face the world without you malice

You've lost your way, your reputations wrecked

Well me just say, (scoffing) what'd you expect?

Alastor: Excuse me?

Lucifer: You're a loser, bambi

A loser goddamn baby 

You're a fucked up little whiny bitch

Alastor: Now listen here

Lucifer: You're a loser, unlike me

Alastor: What a surprise

Lucifer: You've amused hell's ruler 

If only your shtick was newer 

You're an overlord gone overboard

But you've got company

Alastor: *staticy boo track*

Lucifer: There was a time I thought no one could relate

To the holy things that I cant let go

But lettin' walls down, it can sometimes set you straight!

Can't let the hotels progress plateau 

Alastor: I must admit, that I seem to've grown to care

Lucifer: You aren't the only one with his soul bare

Get outta here man 

We're both losers, bambi

We're losers, it's okay to be a-

Alastor: Psychopathic radio?

Lucifer (out of tune with the song): eeughhhhh…

Alastor: *snickers*

Alastor: I'm a loser deary

To admit it is quite dreary 

But at least I know I'm not alone

Lucifer: You're a loser

Both: Just like me

*tune change*

Lucifer: I've got a habit of creation

Alastor: I've got a knack for devastation, of every lowly sinner I can find

Lucifer: You know what Charlie thinks of that, come on

Alastor: I helped fulfil all of her dreaming

Lucifer: I'm making sure I'm never leaving 

Now that I'm back in her life

Both: I will protect her from all ill meaning

Alastor: You're a loser, Luci

Lucifer: A loser, but just maybe if we

Both: Eat shit together, things will end up differently

Lucifer: It's time to lose some of that loathin'

Lower your mask, let hope in, bambi

Play your card, be who you are

Both: A loser, just like-

Charlie: There they are! They're fucking singing???

#if yall want ill reblog this or make another post breaking down why i chose a few of the lyrics #anyway at first i was going to write a songfic but then i just rewrote the song 😭 #hope yall like it i suppose #(if anyone were to make a cover using this (WITH CREDIT) i would implode /pos) #radiostar #radioapple #duckiedeer #alastor #hazbin alastor #hazbin lucifer #lucifer morningstar #lucifer magne #hazbin hotel #loser baby #song rewrite #i suppose??

[finleyforevermore]

My long overdue tribute to Nex Benedict.

I'm no poet, nor am I a composer, rewriting this song I love was the least I could do for a teen who was brutally robbed of their life.

Pour the wine and raise a cup

Drink up, siblings, you know why

And for dear Nex, please spill a drop

A new angel soars in the sky 

Some birds sing when the sun shines bright

My praise is not for them

But the one who sang in the dead of night

I raise my cup to him

My sorrow is immeasurable 

It stretches far and wide

Perhaps I will forever mourn

This child who shouldn't have died

Some flowers bloom

Where the green grass grows

My praise is not for them

But the one who bloomed in the bitter snow

I raise my cup to him

I raise my cup and drink it up

I raise it high and drink it dry

To darling Nex and all of us

Goodnight, siblings, goodnight.

Adapted from "We Raise Our Cups" and "I Raise My Cup to Him" from the musical Hadestown by Anaïs Mitchell.

#nex benedict #justice for nex benedict #trans lives are human lives #trans lives matter #trans lives are valid #save trans lives #save trans kids #save non binary kids #non binary lives matter #we raise our cups #i raise my cup #song rewrite #hadestown #queued

[annymation]

I changed the song “I’m A Star” to fit with my rewrite of Wish

Soooo yeah… I don’t have any song writing background so please be nice 😅

But I’m pretty proud of how it turned out. Think of it as “You Never Had A Friend Like Me” kind of song but sang by Star Boy from the concept art to Asha, explaining to her he’s there to help her out, but he can’t exactly make her wishes come true just with the snap of his fingers, because her wishes can only come true through her own actions

Hope you like it!

Lyrics in orange are said by Star ⭐️

Lyrics in purple are said by Asha 💜

The song has the same rythm as the original, but I recommend listening to the demo when comparing

I’m A Star (rewritten)

[Verse 1]

Have you ever wondered why you look up at the sky for answers?

Or blow dandelions in the wind? Asking them to better your chances

Why throw a coin down a well? Knowing well that's no spell?

Things passed down generationally, to you (yes, I hear)

And to some unbelievers those are simply fallacies

But have you ever wondered why you look up at the sky for answers?

[Chorus]

Well, you don't have to look too hard

I'm here for all your question marks

If you're tryna figure out just who you are

Don't look far

In the sky, and your front yard

In your heart and in the scars

If you really wanna know just who you are

You're a star…

[Verse 2]

What! You just said YOU'RE a star! Uh-huh

Well, yeah, but you're up to par

Cause' while I do bring that sweet magic intervention

Only you can reach your own desti-nation!

See I'm more of that lil voice that suggests

Whenever you don't know how to handle all your quests

So even though I can't do the work for you

I can sure always help

You get it through!

[Verse 3]

A wish is a dream that comes from your heart

See, I’ve dropped in just to do my part

With my magic I'll make that dream go just as planned

But I'm sure that by now you already understand:

My wish coming true, depends on me?

EXACTLY! huh

[Chorus]

For you don't have to look too hard

It's all around and not too far

If you're tryna figure out just who you are

You're a star

Do you know you're a work of art?

Even in the deepest dark

If you really wanna know just who you are

I'm a star!

[Verse 4]

Some say that's just too ordinary

Like us stars just ain't necessary

Cause’ I’m no genie legendary

Granting wishes one, two and three

Well friend, just between you and me

I think I'm more fun cause, you see

I'm here to guide and make you believe

YOU can write your origin story!

[Chorus]

You don't have to look too hard

It's all around and not too far

If you tryna figure out just who you are

You're a star

No matter where you end or start

We're both each other's counterparts

If you really wanna know just who you are

I'm a star (Wooh)

[Post-Chorus]

Ooh, I'm a star

Watch out world here you are (Hey, hey)

You know who's lookin' sharp? (Who?)

Me, I'm a star! (Wooh)

Oh, you're a star

Watch out world here you are! (Hey, hey)

You know who's lookin' sharp? (Who?)

You! You're a star

[Outro]

Ha-ha-ha, wooh

Yes, wooh

Ah-ha-ha, ho-ho

I had a lot of fun experimenting with this song! Please do send suggestions on how to improve it if you have any. Also I’m curious, if we had gotten Star Boy, who do you think should voice him?

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[thatdammchickennugget]

Too Sweet

a rewrite of hozier's "too sweet" because it reminded me of toxic! bad boy! mattheo with a good girl! reader realizing she deserves more and I just went with it. probably doesn't match the song at all but well, I can't sing anyways so who cares.

it can be said that I’m an early bird, by ten you’re voice has barely stirred. darling, I can never tell why you stay wide-eyed, so unwell? I'll keep on urging you to live right, and I know you find solace through the night. but, dear, when darkness does descend you'll yearn for sweet love to transcend. baby, now and then don't you wish to rise, with the sun's first ray in the daylight's glow brightening our way? if night's your pleasure, dear, day's where I'll stay in this world, my love. I'd rather taste like something sweet, but maybe that's just what you need. I could be your harmony, I've given you my honesty. I'll give you love, just the way you need, let me stay, don't make me bleed. let me take up your memory, I can be your sweet remedy. I see you aiming low, yet, darling, you must know, you find solace in the night, alone in the depths where shadows grow, but I can't stay where you go. as days go by, I start to see, you're not here for love, just company. you take what you want, then leave me behind, using my sweetness to ease your mind. darling I’m not blind you know I’m like the morning's light, as gentle as the rain in flight. lovely as a vine in twine, sweet as grapes on the vine. if I could fit in your world's barrel, maybe then I'd wait to travel. but until that day I'll let my spirit roam and soar, no longer shackled to your door. maybe I’m too sweet for you, I'll find someone who sees me through. I'm stepping out of your shadowed gaze, no more will I play in your maze. I won't be just a melody, in your lonely symphony. I won't be your sweet escape, no longer will I play this game. I'm worth more than just a taste, I'll find love that's not just a name. now I know I’m too sweet for you and I'll find someone who loves me true. I'm too sweet to be bound by you, I'll find my freedom, start anew.

#mattheo riddle #mattheo riddle x reader #writing #mari writes #hozier #too sweet #song rewrite #rewrite #poetry

[choicesprompts]

Song Rewrite Challenge

This will be just like the Rewrite Challenge and the Rewrite Challenge Holiday Edition, except with songs!

Music often inspires and informs our writing, but what if you straight up took a song and rewrote it as a story using your characters?

Here are a couple of examples:

Betrayal by @nestledonthaveone

Social Climber by @angelasscribbles

The rules are simple:

Pick a song

Rewrite it using your characters

Tell us in the header what song you're using as well as what fandom your characters are from.

Tag @choicesprompts <- This part is very important! It ensures that your story gets seen, reblogged, and added to the master list at the end of the event.

Use the hashtags #choicesprompts and #songrewrite

Post/submit by the deadline, which is January 31st, 2024 11:59 p.m. CST

That's it! This is open to ALL choices fandoms!

Go forth, create, and be great!!!

Tagging the general choices prompts interest list under the cut.

@dcbbw @bebepac @karahalloway @harleybeaumont

@twinkleallnight  @missameliep @jerzwriter @twinkle-320 @aussiegurl1234

@argylemnwrites  @katedrakeohd @peonierose @sillydg

@choicesficwriterscreations

@choicesmonthlychallenge

#choicesprompts #rewrite challenge #choices fandom #choices fanfiction #song rewrite

[karahalloway]

The Highwayman: Part III - The Highwayman Comes Riding

Fandom: TRR (Historical AU)

Pairing: Drake Walker x F!OC (Harper Gale)

Series Summary: On a dark, moonlit night, a highwayman's luck runs out...

Masterlist: The Highwayman

Chapter Summary: Drake arrives, but it's too late...

Word Count: 4,100

Rating/Warnings: M (swearing, physical violence, murder, grief, suicidal thoughts, main character death) Do not read if you are triggered by any of these things!

Chapter theme song:

A/N1: As with Part II of this series, this installment is also quite grim and dark. So read at your own peril. There is no happy ending. As before, I have made some changes to the original, but hopefully, these are for the better.

A/N2: This is my third and final submission for @choicesprompts January 2024 Song Rewrite Challenge. The song I chose to rewrite is The Highwayman by Loreena McKennit.

Part III - The Highwayman Comes Riding

The crack of a musket explodes out into the night.

I duck instinctively, pistols primed and itching to return fire...

...until I realise that the shot had come from the casement.

My throat constricts. "Harper..."

But she has vanished behind the plume of powder smoke that now obscures her window.

"Shit..."

I'd known something was wrong the moment I laid eyes on her. She'd been too tense, too still, sitting on that ledge, more akin to a doll than a flesh-and-blood woman...

...but I'd spotted the silvery gleam of the barrel too late, and now all hell has broken loose.

Fucking Beaumont.

I should never have let my guard down.

Heedless of the preservation of my own skin, I leap forward, fingers on triggers, desperate to reach her.

Another flash of orange...

...and my hat sails from atop my head as a bullet goes just wide of its mark.

I raise a weapon, volleys of lead peppering the thatch to my left and right...

...but I am quickly forced to confront the obvious.

I cannot risk it.

The darkness, in combination with the smoke screen being kicked up by the 'Coats flintlocks obscures my sight into the room, and Harper's location within.

And though I desire nothing more than to dispatch each and every one of Beaumont's whoresons to the depths of hell, the truth is that I'd be firing blind. And I wouldn't be able to live with myself if my bullet found Harper instead of a dragoon.

So, I have but one choice.

Flank the bastards.

Spinning 'round, I dash back down the length of the roof, bullets nipping at my coattails. Diving to the side, I return a pair of retaliatory shots in the general direction of the inn — careful to avoid the actual window — so the 'Coats are under no illusion as to the direction of my retreat.

Sliding down the thatch, I push off from the roof to land bodily atop the muck heap.

Not the most graceful of my escapes, I have to admit, but beggars can't be choosers. And I am pressed for time that I do not have.

Rolling off the pile of shit, I quickly sheath my spent pistols and lope towards the barn with sabre drawn instead.

Emile, the stable hand, had paid back my previous generosity by making me wise to the unsavoury nature of the guests that had descended on the inn. So, instead of hitching Drogon and the new palfrey up in a stall, I've taken the added precaution of hiding the horses out in the gorse.

But where I erred was thinking that the Greencoat patrol had sought the inn out for benign purposes. Because it sure as hell hadn't been me who'd plotted the course for them. In fact, I've always taken care to ensure that my tracks never led directly back to Harper.

Which begs the question... How the fuck did I end up walking into an ambush? With Gale strung up as bait?

My grip tenses on the hilt of my sword.

Someone had let the cat out of the bag. They must've. There's no other explanation.

Who? I have no clue. As there are a grand total of two souls who are privy to the secret that I frequent The Crown, and neither would betray me.

Not willingly, at least...

But, first things first.

Skirting along the shadow of the structure's perimeter, I arrive at the stable doors.

It appears quiet. But after being greeted by gunfire once already this eve, I am loath to take further chances.

Pinching up a handful of peddles, I toss them through the doorway. Only when no shots fire in reply, do I dare slip inside.

"Sir?" comes the hesitant query from within the shadows. "That ye? I heard musket fire an'—"

My sabre slices through the night. "Thought I'd be dead?"

The boy's countenance morphs into a mask of horror as the blade comes to rest 'neath his jaw. "Nay, sir! I'd never! I—"

"Care to swear on that?" I interject with a dangerous edge.

"On a tower of Bibles stacked on my parents' graves, sir!" Emile vouches with a tremble to his voice.

I assess the lad under the pale light of the moon. His face is ashen but his eyes glint with steadfast surety.

I lower my blade. "The 'Coats have Harper..."

The hand emits a gasp of disbelief. "Sacré dieu...!"

"...and I could use your assistance," I add, moving to the closest stall that houses a mount bearing Greencoat livery.

"Anything, sir," he proclaims earnestly. "Yerself an' Mistress Harper ha' always been good t' me!"

"Fetch a bag of oats," I direct as I grab the reins of the bay gelding. "And a length of rope if you have it."

"Right away, sir!"

While Emile sets about his task, I lead the Greencoat mount out onto the gangway. Reaching for the girth, I tighten it back up before slipping the bridle off and tossing it into the straw.

"The things ye requested, sir," huffs Emile, reappearing once more.

"Good," I approve, taking the sack of feed from him. "Now, help me lash this to the saddle."

Working in tandem, we quickly secure the decoy atop the horse. Shrugging out of my justacorps — on top of the retribution for Harper, that cunt of a Beaumont also owes me a new hat and coat — I sling the muck- and bullet hole-ridden covering over the sack to complete the trick.

"Think'll fall for it, sir?" asks Emile as he meets my eye from across the horse's neck.

"Better pray to God they do," I reply, slapping the mount on the rear to send it galloping out into the night. "Else this might very well be our last meeting."

Emile's throat bobs in consternation. "Best o' luck to ye, then, sir."

"Christ knows I'll need it," I accede, grasping his palm to press a gold ducat into it. "Now, make yourself scarce afore the dragoons show up."

With a quick nod, the lad disappears back into the gloom of the barn.

Withdrawing from the stables once more, I skirt 'round the far side of the building, careful to keep to the shadows. Hopping the low fence of the vegetable patch, I make my way towards the low door that leads into the kitchen.

Trying the handle, I find it unlocked. Pulling the heavy wooden door back, I slip warily inside.

The crash of boots above me confirms that the Greencoats have fallen for my ruse. But there is no guarantee that every last one of their dastardly lot plans to depart the inn.

Belvedere Beaumont may be a godless dog, but he is by no means a fool.

Which means I'll need to keep ahold of my wits... and weapons.

Pausing at the bottom of the short set of stone steps that lead up to the main hall, I spare a moment to quickly reload my flintlocks.

Slotting one gun back into my belt, I grasp the hilt of my sabre in one hand, and the second pistol in the other before ascending the stairs.

The hall is dark... and quiet.

Whatever patrons there may have been must've made themselves scarce upon the discharge of the first shot.

Honestly? I cannot blame them. I certainly would not wish to be caught on the wrong side of the dragoon's crossfire.

I clench my eyes shut. Please, let her be safe...

Moving through the hall like a ghost, I arrive at the main staircase.

Cocking my pistol, I proceed onto the first step with as much care as I can muster, even as every fibre of my body is raring to dash upwards as quickly as humanly possible.

Sticking to the wall, I inch my way slowly towards the second floor, flintlock before me, on guard for the faintest sound or movement.

Reaching the landing without incident, I am greeted by the wanton destruction left in the wake of the dragoon besiegement.

My jaw piques in ire.

This had been punition — pure and simple. The setting of a heavy-handed example to put the fear of God into the hearts of all those who may cross paths with Beaumont and his men.

A warning of what will befall those who dare defy the letter of the law.

I shake my head. I should never have involved—

A shadow moves in one of the rooms to my left.

Flattening myself against the wall, I sneak a peek through the doorway...

...and what I see roils my guts.

Robert Gale — the inn-keep — is hunched over the chest standing in front of the large, four-poster bed, his hands bound behind him, his shirt and hair matted with sweat. A dark puddle of blood pools at his feet.

Two 'Coats root through the things in the room, pocketing anything that catches their eye and fancy, sniggering amongst themselves.

A hiss of chagrin escapes me. "Putain de merde..."

There is punishment, and then there is persecution. And Harper's father is — without a shadow of a doubt — a victim of the latter. The extent of his wounds provides ample proof of Beaumont's abuse of his authority.

And I cannot allow myself to stand idly by in the face of this atrocity.

I step out of the gloom and into the doorway.

A floorboard creaks beneath my boot.

One of the dragoons glances up...

...but by the time his faculties have clocked the fact that I am foe, not friend, I have already splattered his brains onto the wall behind him.

His compatriot meets the same fate half a breath later, as he fumbles ineffectually for his musket, his body thudding to the floor as the second of my bullets also finds sharp and swift retribution.

Robert Gale's voice croaks out from the foot of the bed. "Ye should'a left them alone, lad..."

But even that simple act is too much for his broken body, and he starts to hack violently.

Taking three quick strides 'cross the room, I manage to grab the old man 'fore he keels over. "Easy now..."

He heaves a shuddering breath 'gainst my breast. "Now, we'll be strung up fer sure..."

"Nay," I counter softly, reaching behind him to loosen the bonds that secure his wrists. "You just lay the blame at my feet. Where it belongs."

Robert twists his neck up to regard me with bruised eyes and cracked lips. "Yer him... The Raven Rider..."

"Amongst other things..." I admit, lowering him as gently as I can to the floor.

The inn-keep hacks out a strained laugh. "Aye... I can see why she likes you..."

"Have you seen her?" I demand, shrugging out of my waistcoat to press it to the wound at his side.

"Nay," Robert replies hoarsely. "Not since they found the gold in her room..."

The icy hand of dread grips my heart. "Sweet Jesus...How the bloody hell did they even know where to look?"

"Théo..." comes the raspy confession. "He... He heard—"

I nearly choke on my own breath. "The window..."

We never closed the damn window...

Springing to my feet, I dash from the room, heedless of the sound of wood striking wood as my booted feet pound the length of the hallway.

How could I have let myself be such a careless fool!

Not only have I tarred the woman I love by virtue of our association, but I've unwittingly led the bastards right to her! And if they found out about the gold, then...

I cannot allow myself to even think on that.

Skidding to a stop in front of the last doorway, I throw myself inside...

...and skid to an abrupt halt as I lay eyes on the horror spread out before of me.

"No..."

The dogged denial slips from my tongue in a whisper.

But my lack of acceptance does nothing to assuage the merciless truth of the reality that assaults me like a thousand knives to my chest.

Harper lies prone in the moonlight, bound and gagged, her golden tresses soaked in the slick crimson of her blood.

"No... No..."

My feet carry me unthinkingly to her listless form beneath the casement — the window of which sits still ajar — and I crash to my knees at her side.

Grasping her by the shoulders, I pull her to me with trembling hands, praying under my breath, hoping against hope that it's a mere trick of the night, a cruel misjudgement, a sordid nightmare that I have somehow stumbled into, soon to awake from...

...but even though her skin still feels warm to the touch, no breath issues from her chest and those hazel eyes that once sparkled with magic and love now stare dully out into the night.

My nails dig into her flesh as my body bows over hers. "Oh, God... Please... No..."

But if the Almighty Lord hears my plea, He is either a heartless bastard or an impotent fraud because He ignores my beseeachment. And she remains unmoving 'gainst my heart.

"NO!!!"

The delegation roars forth from my chest with a force that is naked in its brutality. The heathen keen echoes out into the night as the bitter taste of anguish engulfs my throat and my soul shatters 'neath the stars.

I am too late. And she is dead.

Shot in the heart and left to bleed out on the cold floor like a dog. Alone. Without any assurances or prayer.

All because I'd allowed my heart to sway my head. Convincing myself that despite all my prior misdeeds, I could nevertheless steal a future for myself. A future I had no right or claim to. A future that was more akin to the spectre of a mirage than any flesh-and-blood destiny. A future that was doomed from the start.

Yet my covetousness knew no bounds. And blinded as I had been by the promise of the lie I'd weaved not just myself but Harper as well, I'd led us into the mire of disaster.

"It should've been me..." I rasp into her neck as anguish blurs my vision. "It fucking should've been me..."

I hear the floorboards strain behind me. But I care not. I have no words or sentiment left. And if it's one of Beaumont's enterprising men come to shoot me in the back? Well, then at least they'll be doing me the favour of putting me out of my luckless misery.

Because the knowledge that I have doomed the woman I love cuts deeper than any mortal knife could.

And I've lost the right to live anyway.

"Imma sorry, lad..." says Robert Gale, laying a calloused hand on my shoulder, his own voice cracking.

I shrug the gesture off. I don't deserve his pity. Let alone his succour. I am the one holding the body of his dead daughter in my arms. If anything, he should be setting on me to tear limb from limb in payment for my sins.

Yet, he does no such thing.

"Had I know afore tonight 'bout ye..." He heaves a hoarse breath from above me. "But I s'pose we all had our secrets... And I know it inna any consolation as of now, but we'll bury her 'neath the oak tree. Next t' her mother. That way ye can—"

"Them," I bite out through clenched teeth.

The old man shifts. "What do ye—?"

"She was with child," I grit, reaching up to pull the bloodied gag from her face.

Robert falls into deathly silence beside me.

"So, raise your hand," I tell him bluntly as I pull her eyes gently closed. "Beat me. Wring my neck. Kill me, for all I care. For this is the only opportunity I'll afford you to exact your just vengeance upon me."

"Ye must think very little o' me, if ye think I'd strike a grieving man," rebuts the inn-keep with a hint of steel. "Let alone one who loved my daughter so."

"Then you are a better man than me," I reply solemnly, leaning in one last time to lay a kiss on her lifeless lips.

"Imma'n older man," he corrects as I gently return Harper's head to the floor. "Who's stood where yer standin'. So, I can afford some clemency. 'Specially in this bitter hour."

"You might come to regret your choice," I reply, forcing myself back to my feet. "As I bring nothing but death. And our paths will not cross again after tonight."

"Where ye goin'?" comes the flummoxed query as I push past him.

I throw my reply carelessly over my shoulder. "To exact vengeance of my own."

"They'll kill ye, lad!" Robert calls after me as I stride from the room. "They'll hang ye fer murder! And her death will've been fer n—!"

"I'm a dead man anyway."

Without caring to look back, I let my boots carry me back 'cross the corridor to retrieve my weapons from where I'd left them in the master bedroom.

Reloading the pistols on the fly, I stash them in my belt and I beat a determined path back to the lower level of the inn and out into the night.

The crash of the door 'gainst the wall catches unawares the pair of dragoons that had been left to stand watch on the exterior. But by the time they turn towards me, I have already run both of them through.

Leaving the sods to bleed out in the mud, I plunge into the darkness rising before me.

The cold, winter air whips through my hair, stinging my eyes and my lips in sharp contrast to the hot blood slithering between my knuckles.

But I pay it no need. For I have but one goal. One mission.

To take every soul I can into the night.

Because death? It is all but assured for me. As whether I go by my own bullet or a Greencoat's, it is simply a matter of choice at this point. For I have no reason left to live.

My world turned to ash the moment she died. And there is nothing left to salvage.

Coming to a halt some ways off from the inn, I shoot a sharp whistle into the depths of the murk. A shadowy form raises its head from the gorse, and in the next instant, Drogon is trotting eagerly towards me, the new palfrey in tow.

"Change of plans, mon gross," I advise as he comes to a stop in front of me, breath steaming in the moonlight. "And I don't think you're going to like it..."

The Merèns regards me for a moment, as if sensing the shift in my soul, before letting out a world-weary sigh.

"You always were far too opinionated," I tell him dryly, reaching up to untether the palfrey from his saddle.

Turning the bay towards the stables, I give it a slap on the rump to send it on its way. With Harper gone, I have no further use for the horse. And Emile will ensure it is well cared for.

The stallion shakes his head at me as I swing myself onto his back. But I allow him no further opportunity for protest as I gather the reins in one hand, and point him north.

"Hue!"

Upon command, Drogon leaps forward, and the night becomes a blur as we fly across the moor, like an ill wish upon the wind, seeking our quarry 'neath the path of the stars.

I have no clue for how long we ride. The silvery eye of the hunter's moon casts an eerie pall over the land, distorting any earthly sense of time or distance as its lunar magic stretches shadows and swallows minutes.

Eventually, though, from out of the darkness and the mist appears a ghostly glow, bobbing on the brow of the hill.

"Beaumont," I growl, watching the company ride closer.

They must have caught the horse and realised the nature of the ruse they had fallen prey to.

But it matters not. The time for tricks and cons has passed. There is no more running... No more hiding. No more trying to cheat or contrive our fates. The last of the road has run out.

It is judgment hour.

Wrenching the flintlocks from my belt, I press Drogon forward, down into the valley, down into the well of our doom.

Yet a strange sense of calm blankets me as we draw level with the oncoming troop. Perhaps because my heart already stopped beating the moment I laid eyes on her. And this last, earthly act is merely a formality. Or, I'm so drunk on the potent potion of grief and bloodlust that swirls through my veins that I've become numb to all else.

Either way, I am a shadow of the man I once was. And welcome the sweet promise of release.

The reins slip from my fingers as I raise the pistols to sight my shot.

The figures of men and horses coalesce from out of the gloom, torches borne aloft.

I reach the edge of the sphere of light...

... and let the first shot fly.

The lead dragoon's eyes widen in surprise as the crack of flint 'gainst frizzen ignites the black powder in the pan, splintering the calm of the night.

The lead round explodes out of the barrel in a flash of smoke and fire, hurtling through the air to imbed itself in the soft flesh of the man's cheek, shattering teeth and bone as it goes.

The shock of the impact causes the 'Coat to jerk back on the length of his reins, pulling his horse into the path of its neighbour.

Taking advantage of the confusion, I fire another round into the heaving mess of bodies, catching a horse in the shoulder, causing it to throw its rider from its back.

Cries of horror and surprise rise up as the precisely stacked formation careens into itself, turning both man and beast into a maelstrom of panic.

Slinging the spent weapons into the night, I whirl Drogon back 'round, his hooves rearing into the air as he seeks to redirect the sharpness of his momentum.

Whipping my sabre from its sheath, a hellish howl erupts from my throat as I point the tip of the blade across the narrow divide in vengeful promise.

"BEAUMONT!"

A glint of gold flashes in the middle of the fray as my target snaps his head up at the sound of his name.

"Shoot him, you whelps!" screams the captain, grabbing for his own pistol. "Blast him dead!"

But I am already charging forward.

Shots crack out into the night as I bear down upon my mark...

...and there is but one prayer on my lips.

"I am coming, mon coeur..."

I am almost upon the wall of dragoons when I feel Drogon stumble. Another round pierces my gut a breath later. A third lodges in my shoulder.

But still, I urge the stallion on...

...until his knees give way in the face of the desperate volley of bullets and he careens into the mud, taking me with him, mere steps from my goal.

A thousand pounds of horseflesh crashes down on me, pinning my leg 'neath the weight. My sabre clatters from my hand to vanish into the tangles of the gorse beside me.

The back of my head collides with the ground, and I find myself staring up into the black expense above me, my body broken, my senses reeling.

Drogon lifts his head briefly, attempting to pull himself to his feet, before succumbing to the inherent futility of the exercise with a mournful sigh.

"It's alright, mon gross," I whisper, attempting to comfort the wounded beast lying atop me, even as my vision skips and my lungs struggle for breath as a familiar wetness drenches my shirt.

This is not the way I planned to go. But it seems I left what remained of my luck in that cramped room where my love had blossomed and then died.

Fitting, really...

A pistol clicks above me.

With the last of my strength, I reach beneath my shirt, where Harper's talisman lies coiled 'gainst my heart.

Twisting the damp silk 'round my finger, I close my eyes with a final exhale.

…look for me by the moonlight.

They say that in the depths of the dark — when the moon is high and full — that the sound of hooves may be heard, galloping 'cross the moor...

And though you may not glimpse it, a ghostly rider's there. Searching for his love, they say, who gave her life for his...

If he finds her, 'tis not known; but he made a solemn vow to her. And a promise bound in blood and silk, is a promise that must be filled...

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[marvelmaniac715]

A Pokey version of Your Reality from DDLC specifically for Paulkotho. I rewrote a few lines but full credit still goes to Dan Salvato:

Every day, I imagine a future where I can be with you

In my heart is a piano that composes a song just for me and you

The spores flow down into a dark puddle

Just move your hand, sing the way into his heart

But in this world of infinite choices

What will it take just to find that special day?

What will it take just to find that special day?

Have I found everybody a fun dance number to do today?

When you're here, everything that we do is fun for them anyway

When I can't even feel my own feelings

What good are words when a song can say it all?

And if this world won't write me an ending

What will it take just for me to have it all?

Does my hive only sing false words for those who are dear to me?

Is it love if I take you, or is it love if I set you free?

The spores flow down into a dark puddle

How can I force love into reality?

If I can't hear the sound of your heartbeat

What do you call love in your reality?

And in your reality, if I don't know how to love you

I'll leave you be

#team starkid #starkid #the guy who didn't like musicals #hatchetfield #hatchetverse #lords in black #pokey #pokotho #paul matthews #infected paul matthews #paulkotho #doki doki literature club #ddlc monika #your reality #angst #song rewrite

[asmodeus-682]

Loser, Buddy (a Loser, Baby rewrite for a friend of mine)

Based off an offshoot of Trapped Forever AU by @madcatdaderpydrawer-blog ((this is also for Madcat because they're Trapped Forever AU is awesome and gives me many fun ideas to work with for concept like this.))

Characters used Taurus and Tf Lunar/Traveller

Taurus:

So things are bad, and you're pressed against a wall

Your whole life is pretty hopeless

You're rather filthy, like a divebar bathroom stall

Can't face the world supported or adored

You lost your way, you know your life is shit

Well I'm here to say you're..Correct!

Traveller:

Wait- what?

Taurus:

You're a loser buddy, a loser you fucking baby

You're a messed up little crybaby bitch

Traveller:

Hey-!!

Taurus:

You're a loser, much like me

Traveller:

Thanks asshat

Taurus:

You're a screws-loose loser

An only one star reviews-er

You're a pillow princess in a pit

But you have company

Traveller:

Are you- trying to comfort me??

Taurus:

There was a time, I wouldn't think anyone could relate

To the gruesome ways in why I'm damaged

But knocking walls down will surely set us straight!

We're all stuck in the same shit-sandwitch

Traveller:

I was remade, by a psychopathic freak!

Taurus:

And you see thst as unique? Get outta here kid!

We're both losers, buddy

We're losers, it's okay to be a-

Traveller:

Emotionally unstable bitch?

Taurus:

Buddy that's fine with me

Traveller:

I'm a loser, honey!

A crybaby and a dummy

But now I know, I'm not alone

Taurus:

You're a loser

Both:

Much like me!

Taurus:

I got an appetite for killing

Traveller:

I got an appetite for trying, every escape that I can find!

Taurus:

Go ahead buddy, sing along now. Come on!

Traveller:

No reasons left for me to cower

Taurus:

I risk my life to show off my power!

Both:

Now I'm under that bastard's watch and it gets worse each passing hour

Traveller:

You're a loser, buddy

Taurus:

A loser, but maybe if we just-

Both:

Eat shit together, it'll work out eventually

Taurus:

Now's the time to lose that self-loathin'

Be yourself, let hope in buddy

Play your cards, be who you are

Both:

A loser, much like..

Tf Monty, barging in:

THERE IT IS!!

Tf Moon, behind Monty:

THEY'RE FUCKING SINGING!!?

((Small note: this was my first time doing a song rewrite so if it's messy that's why lmao))

#trapped forever au #tf Monty #taurus laes #creds to madcat #laes lunar #song rewrite #loser baby #hazbin hotel #asmo post #gift post

[angelasscribbles]

Chain of Love

Series: None, this is a one-shot and you can find those here.

Fandom: The Royal Romance

TRR characters in this: Regina, Drake, Riley.

Rating: G

Warnings for this chapter: None

Word Count: 990 <- Me trying to keep any song rewrites under 1,000 words and succeeding!!

A/N: This is my first submission for the @choicesprompts song rewrite challenge. This is a complete AU. No Cordonia, no royalty.

The song I chose is The Chain of Love by Clay Walker

My other stuff: Master List.

Regina guided her Mercedes over the icy road with trepidation.

She shouldn’t be out here alone, but she had wanted to beat the winter storm that was coming. She was on her way to visit her sister and determined to make it before the bad weather set in.

There was a loud thump and her car pitched to the left. She fought to get it under control and brought it to a stop on the side of the road.

Shit. Just what she needed, a flat tire.

Regina had led a charmed life. Some might call her spoiled. Changing a flat tire was not something her parents had taught her. It was not something she’d ever done. First her father, and then her husband, had always taken care of such things. But her father was long dead, and her husband was two hundred miles away, unable to get off work for the holidays.

She pulled out her cell phone to call AAA, but there was no signal. She fought the panic rising in her throat. She couldn’t get stranded out here in the middle of nowhere.

A beat-up ancient truck pulled up behind her. A pair of dirty work boots hit the ground. A man who looked about the same age as her youngest son walked up to her car.

She cracked the window, unsure if she should trust a stranger.

“Howdy, ma’am. Need a little help?”

Relief surged through her. “I really could use some, if you don’t mind.”

“No problem. Happy to oblige. Do you know where your spare tire is located?”

“I…I’m not sure. I’m so sorry!”

“It’s okay. They’re usually in the trunk. If you could just pop it for me, I’ll find your tire and if you don’t have a jack, that’s all right because I do.”

Regina exited the vehicle so she could move her suitcase from the trunk to the back seat, but he shooed her away, telling her to stay in the car where it was warm. He moved the suitcase, then walked back to his truck and returned with a floor jack.

Fifteen minutes later, he was at the driver’s side window again. “All set, ma’am.”

She tried to pay him, but he refused the money. “I couldn’t look at myself in the mirror if I took money for helping someone who was stranded like that.”

“But I could have sat here all night until the car ran out of gas and I froze to death. You saved me!”

The man laughed. “Not likely in these parts. Someone would have stopped.”

“Please let me give you something for your trouble.”

He shook his head with a grin as he wiped the grease from his hands. “Tell you what. If you really want to thank me, then just pay it forward to the next person.”

“What does that mean?”

“Just do a kindness for a stranger that seems to need it.”

“Okay.” She agreed. “What’s your name just so I know who rescued me?”

“Name is Drake Walker.”

“Well, thank you, Drake. My name is Regina Rys. I appreciate you more than you will ever know. I’ll be sure to pay it forward.”

He waved at her as he walked back to his truck. She put the car in gear and navigated back onto the road, realizing how hungry she was. Glancing at the clock on the dash, she decided she had time to grab a quick bite to eat.

The parking lot of the unassuming brown building that housed the town’s only restaurant was about half full when she pulled in. She pulled her coat on and hurried from the car to the warmth of the restaurant, where she was seated quickly.

The waitress was young, pretty, and very pregnant. She made polite chitchat as she filled her water and took her order, but Regina could tell the young woman was exhausted. Dark circles ringed her eyes and her hand kept going to the small of her back with a small grimace of pain. Despite her obvious discomfort, she was efficient and friendly.

“When are you due, dear?”

“In a week or two.”

“Oh, my! Shouldn’t you be at home resting?”

The waitress smiled ruefully. “Probably. But the rent doesn’t pay itself.”

Regina finished her meal quickly, pleased with the quality of the food and the service. As she was counting out bills to pay her check, her eyes fell on the waitress across the way and Drake’s words came back to her.

She patted the woman on the shoulder on her way out. Glancing at her name tag, she said, “I left your tip under the plate, Riley. Congratulations on your baby.”

“Thank you, ma’am.” Riley smiled. She waddled back over to the table, expecting a five or ten-dollar bill. Her mouth dropped open when she saw two crisp hundred-dollar bills. Her head spun around, looking for the woman. It had to be a mistake. She ran to the door, but the woman was already pulling out of the parking lot.

Her eyes widened when she realized the lady had meant to leave her that much money. Elation soared through her. This would be enough to pay what was left on the doctor’s bill and to finish paying off the stroller she had on layaway. She squealed with delight as she pocketed the money.

She drove home tired, but happy. She peeled off her clothes and took a hot shower before crawling into bed next to her sleeping husband. She wasn’t surprised he was asleep already. He had been working double shifts to make extra money so she wouldn’t have to work after the baby came.

She’d tell him about the extra money in the morning.

He shifted in his sleep as she slid under the covers next to him, moving closer to her. She leaned over and kissed him softly on the cheek and whispered, “I love you, Drake.”

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[aevyk-ing]

On the first day of Christmas, my true love sent to me

A Palchuk in a pear tree

#12 days of christmas #tales of arcadia #trollhunters #steve palchuk #song rewrite #yes i'm going to continue

[chillwildwave]

The Wishing Kingdom: Our Command

Hey y’all, I think it is time for me to come up with this conclusion before I rewrite the villain song, I saw some of the issues surrounding Magnifico’s villain song such as the upbeat attitude and the lyrics being awful, for instance, when he says that he lets the people of Rosas live there for free and he doesn’t charge rent, that’s the same thing, like come on, we’ve had so many cool villain songs over the years and you guys CHOSE THIS ONE, I mean yeah, enough of my ranting let’s just get into my version!

So in my version of the rewritten song, which is titled “Our Command”, is sung by Magnifico and Amaya as they are mostly mocking Asha’s conflict with wanted to please her parents by showing them that she is capable of being a wishgranter but has no skills whatsoever therefore saying that she’s unworthy of getting what she wants, the vibe I went for with this song is “Playing With The Big Boys”, “Mother Knows Best” and “In The Dark Of The Night”, so this will mostly be the couple showing their evil nature towards Asha despite being adopted by them.

Now, let’s get into it, shall we?

(Amaya speaking)

Oh, Asha, didn’t we tell you before?

(Magnifico)

There’s power, and there’s strength,

No matter what size, or even length,

You see this?! Is what you’re asking,

From us,

(Amaya)

Now what do you have to say?

Too nervous, what a bad day,

Too tedious to speak up,

Why won’t you stand up!

(Both)

By the power of glory,

How are we so unworthy?

Trust us we’ll do the talking,

Stay shut, it’s our command!

(Magnifico)

You see all these powers,

That you hold in your hands,

It seems like not everything works as your plan,

Let us teach you how to use it well,

(Amaya)

Whoops, that was all a slip up,

Looks like the crown will pass on,

(Asha)

But please, I swear it didn’t happen…

(Amaya)

Who cares, they’re just excuses!

(Both impersonating Asha)

It’s impossible,

It’s all so useless,

Why is this so hard?

Give me time to regard?

(Asha)

Is this all still a joke?

It’s not meant for that way!

(Magnifico)

Call the guards, you shall stay OUT,

Thats the case if you don’t obey!

(Both)

You’re nothing but a failure,

No questions, Session’s over,

Get gone don’t grab my hand,

This is our command!

We’ve got something to do,

Don’t worry, pet, we’ve got you,

Ha, lies, don’t mean to burst your bubble,

Now, GO, before you’re in big, big…

(Magnifico)

TROUBLE!

There is also a reprise of the same song but is in a point where the couple held Antares captive while they’re about to get rid of his magical seed inside of his broach which made up star beings in the first place, and they wanted to steal it as revenge for not granting their wish and he is to blame! It’s a bit like “The Plagues” mashed up with “Hellfire” and “Friends On The Other Side” but it’s just as intense as those songs as with this, Antares was close to losing his power without that seed and all the stars as well.

(Antares)

Ugh, ugh, can you just, let me go for once?!

(Magnifico)

Uh, uh, uh, not so fast you stupid fool, right now, we’ve got a lesson to teach you…

Serveras, obstructum, evalidae qui,

Come feed all the wind and the misery,

(Amaya)

Grasunis, fraronfi, measelle stet,

Let heaven and earth break down at their fate,

(Both)

What left you hear at fault?

Our hearts were left so cold,

Because of you, so young,

We’ll take that power from your tongue,

Be prepared for your undoing,

For hell shall see you kneeling,

Now this time you won’t stand,

Now this is OUR COMMAND!

Thanks for reading and stay tuned for more!

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[reine-du-sourire]

For my heart is tired of stupid I obtain all glittering gold There is nothing can control me But that drunken pirate bold

#potc #pirates of the caribbean #cutler beckett #lord cutler beckett #jack sparrow #captain jack sparrow #jolly sailor bold #song rewrite

[niafromheaven]

“So if you dare to find me

Look to the blood red skies

As someone told me lately

Everyone deserves the chance to dream

And if I'm falling so low

At least I'm falling free

To those who tried to ground me

This is a message to you from me! 🖕🏻"

-Lilith

#lilith hazbin hotel #defying gravity #wicked #song rewrite

[annymation]

🎶Wish Away- the villains song

Magnifico and Amaya's villain duet for my Wish rewrite

So... I was in a silly goofy mood, searching for inspiration to make the Magnifico and Amaya's villain duet for my rewrite.

And what do you know, I came across a deleted song from EQUESTRIA GIRLS 3, YEAH, EQUESTRIA GIRLS, and that inspired me the most... Like, I found exactly what I was looking for, and adapted the song to fit my vision.

The song that inspired me was "Free the Magic (Demo)" and it has the exact kind of tempo and style I think are fitting for two manipulative monarchs, very sophisticated and classy but also hiding a lot of malice.

I may or may not change the lyrics as time goes on, but so far here's what I got:

So first things first, here’s the deleted Equestria Girls song that inspired me. Give it a listen first or while you read the lyrics so you can get a feel for the rhythm and feel of the song. Although in my version the very last verse would play differently, sounding a lot more intense.

If this was a Disney song tho it would obviously have more instruments than just a piano, which could really elevate it, I imagine there could be different kinds of instruments depending on who's singing.

Also, so you can better picture the scenery. Magnifico and Amaya are trying to convince Asha to give away her wish instead of just working hard to get it by herself.

They take her to that room we saw during “This Is The Thanks I Get” in the movie, with the miniature model of the kingdom and the lil dolls.

The dolls will serve as the backup singers, as Magnifico uses his magic to give them life.

The rooms is mostly dark, and the king and queen start out very gentle with Asha but their demeanor becomes more aggressive as the song progresses.

Lyrics in green- King Magnifico 🫧

Lyrics in blue- Queen Amaya 👑

Lyrics in bold white- little puppets from Magnifico’s model 🎎

Lyrics in purple- Asha ✨

Wish Away

You've been an outcast in this land

For far too long

It's time you show to them

That Rosa's where you belong

There's a wish in you

That just cannot wait to soar

So tell us, Asha

What do you wish for?

THINK! 

But before you answer

Look around and just see where you're from

From a kingdom with no sadness, no pain nor dismay 

And it's all because they

Wished away

(aah-ah, aah-ah, aah-ah)

MAY!

I give a suggestion?

What you lack might be just 

Some self reflection

You don't know who you are

So how could you ever go as far

To know what's your purpose in life?

(aah-ah, aah-ah, aah-ah)

Strife and hard work is fine, dear

But it's oh, so much easier

If you give me that wish of yours

Think just how far you'll go

Once that wish is mine-

I mean ours! I mean yours

hehehe

And what about your future?

Will it be just some doodles, my dear?

There's much more you can achieve (thanks to me)

So forget with no-

Forget with no regret

I don't know what I want, I've never knew

Too many pains to count, so much I've been through

But I know a wish will be for me to grant

So thanks for offering, but, I need no enchant

Little one, I don't think you comprehend

(Your wish will be the king’s command)

With my magic I can make all that pain

end 

(You can be one of us)

If you let us help you

Just wait and see

(You should be pleased)

I have a hunch this wish 

Shall set you free

(free, free, free)

Is this really the hill I'll die on?

(Wish a-way, wish a-way)

There's no hope for you

No stars to wish upon

(Wish a-way, wish a-way)

Should I give up on my integrity?

(Give it all away, You cannot get away)

I'm the ONLY ONE

Who'll end your MISERY

SO COME ON! WISH AWAY!

SO YOU MAY FIND YOUR WAY-

OKAY!

… Okay?

… okay … I have a wish …

Thank You For Reading!

#disney wish #wish #wish 2023 #wish asha #wish disney #wish movie #wish rewrite #king magnifico #queen amaya #song rewrite #demo song #equestria girls #wish reimagined #I scare myself with the lengths that my hyper fixations go sometimes

[loganofthenorth]

🎵My own skin, is killing me!🎵

🎶And I🎶

🎵I must confess, I 🎶still believe🎶

🎵Dermatologist, give me a 🎶sign🎶

🎵Diagnose me one more time🎵

#music #disability #skin condition #vent post #random thoughts #random #song rewrite #disability humor #coping with humor #no context