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Mirrors
Title: Mirrors
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Skrillmau5
Summary: How Sonny’s and Joel’s differences bring them together.
Warnings: Boy love. Self hate.
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When Joel looked in the mirror, he saw his best friend. Someone who had always been there. As a child, when everything went wrong, he would go to a mirror. He’d look at his reflection for a while, then, he’d touch the glass. In his mind, he was touching his own hand. Letting himself know he was not at all alone. He had himself, and that was all he needed. One night, he had realized just how vulnerable he was. He knew he had to do everything he could to protect that fragile man in the mirror. That was why he was so reserved. Because, sometimes, you have to put up a pretty big wall up to defend a person who can’t protect themselves. Joel began to form a habit. Everytime he saw a mirror. He’d tap it. As a small reminder, as if to say, “You’re not alone.”
Everytime Sonny saw a mirror, he saw his worst enemy. So he’d always look away. He hated the man he saw. He was a fool. An ugly fool. At age fifteen, he had broken his mirror. He had taken a good look at himself. Too good. Out of a state of pure rage and fear, he smashed the mirror in. The blood dripped down his arm. He sang to himself, his favorite disney song, to keep him calm while he poured alcohol on the wound. In one way, the broken mirror gave him solace. It gave him his most powerful weapon. His voice.
Weather the mirror be broken, or put together, the simple object had all too much meaning to the two of them. It gave them the answers they had been looking for their whole lives. Who they were. Even if the answers were wrong.
“Dumb mirror.” muttered Sonny, as he stepped out of the shower, not daring to look.
Joel stepped in to check on him, “You okay, babe?” he asked.
Sonny gave him his infamous ‘copaface’ and nodded, “Yeah.” He said, exiting the bathroom.
Joel stepped aside and let him pass. He reached to turn out the light, but didn’t dare to flip the switch, without first touching the mirror.
Today
Today, I went to a water park. I’ve always considered myself to be average. Ya’ know, not too thin, not overweight, just average. I got a brand new bikini and was going to try it out. I spent the whole day, swimming in my tanktop. Every girl there was tall and skinny. I hated the fact that their thighs didn’t touch, unlike mine. They were all so beautiful. This was one of the very few times I’ve felt insecure. I need a hug.
Anonymous asked:
Thorki~
Maybe tomorrow, Anon, I’m not in the mood for any other pairing but my OTP at the moment. I promise I’ll have it up, though. Thanks for understanding:)
cee-is-just-a-letter asked:
ceemau5 >:[ or skrillhog?♥
I’ll do ya’ one better.
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“Cee, wake up.” whispered Joel, shaking her softly.
Her eyes flitted open, “Hey, hon.”
He leaned down and gave her a gentle peck. Sonny and Joel were on tour. She, the boys, Hog, Porter, and Anton were all sharing a bus. Each night, two people had to share a bunk, and two had to share the bed in back. Anton and Hog had to share the bed last night, leaving Cee and Sonny together in a bunk.
“How was he last night?” Joel asked, sipping some Starbucks.
Cee looked down at the short frame that clung to her waist. She smiled and ran her fingers through his hair. He stirred slighly and clung tighter.
“Good. He kept me warm.” she replied.
Joel laughed, “Wake him up, we’re gonna go get pancakes.”
Cee kissed his head, “Sonny, wake up.” she sang
He opened his eyes, only to shut them even tighter, “Too bright.” he grumbled
She slid out of the bed and brushed her hair. Sonny hung his legs off the edge of the bunk. She tossed him the brush once she was finished.
“Where’s Joel?” he yawned
“In the restraunt. C’mon, let’s go.”
They walked out of the bus, hand in hand. Sonny told her about his dream from the night before. It was rather interesting.
They found Joel sitting at a booth. Sonny walked over and sat next to him, Cee sat across.
Joel put an arm around him and kissed his cheek, “Hey Sonny. You wanted pancakes, right?”
“Pancakes!” he squeeled.
Cee smiled and took Joel’s hand from across the table. She did have some great boyfriends.
Anonymous asked:
ThuhderFrost (Thorki)
Ooo! Something other than EDM
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“I find you may have had enough, brother.” Thor laughed, taking the glass from him.
“My! What is that wonderous nector?” exclaimed an extremly inhebriated Loki.
Thor shrugged and put the glass on the other end of the counter, “They call it vodka.”
“I demand eight more bottles!” Loki said, waving a finger and swaying slightly.
“Oh no,” Thor chuckled, picking Loki up and putting him on his back.
Loki put his arms loosly around his neck and rested his chin on Thor’s head.
“Where *hic* are we going, Thor?” Loki asked.
Thor held his legs up, “To our quarters, brother. Man of iron let us stay for the night, remember?”
Loki giggled, “Oh, yes, I remember.”
Thor opened the door and put Loki on the bed.
“Brother?” slurred Loki.
Thor turned around, “Yes?”
Loki lied back and lifted the blanket, “Will you share my bed for the night?”
Thor laughed and lied next to his brother. Loki grabbed at Thor’s midriff and curled into his chest.
“Till the morning, Thor.” he mumbled.
“Goodnight, Loki.”
Anonymous asked:
skrillmau5
Sorry if it sucks.
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“Having trouble, eh?”
“Shut up shorty.” Joel sneered.
Sonny laughed and walked over to him. He was on his computer (no suprise there), screwing around with a new track. He was frustrated, he was almost there, but not quite. Sonny swatted his hands away from the buttons.
“Here, do this.” he said, turning a few knobs, “Now try.”
Joel gave him an odd look, but trusted his judgement. He played the melody once again. It sounded perfect. Joel laughed and pulled Sonny into his lap.
“How did you know?” he asked, kissing his nose.
Sonny kissed his hairline, “Well, I learned from the best.”
yeffyaboyuice asked:
I am now a puddle of feels
Sonny, go get your rainboots, we will play in this puddle.
Some Skrillyeff
For Angela. I’m looking for some redemption here, so I hope she likes it:)
Enjoy!
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Last song. Last chance to touch him as he dives into the crowd. That was everybody’s thought right as Skrillex stepped to the edge of the stage and prepared to jump. Angela wasn’t exactly at the very front, but she was pretty far up there, right in the group of people that would catch him.
She put her hands up, along with the rest of the crowd. Obviously she wasn’t the only one who wanted to catch Sonny. She felt someone jam a muscualr elbow into her thin frame. She toppled backward, losing her glasses in the midst of the commotion.
She moved her hands frantically to find them. Just then, a pair of green boots crushed her hand. She yelped and drew it back. The same pair of boots began to jump about, stepping on her arm. Her head got knocked back. She shut her eyes, hoping for no one to crush her.
Too late. She didn’t catch whom, but someone stepped on her face. She began to taste blood.
“Move, move!” yelled a voice.
Out of pure instinct, she stuck out her hand, hoping for the person to take it. She was releived when they did. They pulled her up and slung her arm over their shoulder. They took a firm hold of her waist and began to walk her out.
“Call an ambulance!” yelled the voice. She now realized it was a man.
She tried to tell him she was fine, but it was no use, she could barely hear him, and her was probably yelling at the top of his lungs.
It took a while, but they finally got out of the theater. The ambulance had arrived already. He ushered her into the doors and shut them behind him. She heard the familar whine of the siren.
“Are you alright?” asked a nurse, wiping her off.
She brushed the woman’s hand away, “I’m alright. You can just take me home.”
She laughed, “No, no. We have to give you a check up.”
Angela groaned. She was stressed. What with just getting trampled, and losing her glasses. Everything was so fuzzy.
She felt the man take her hand, “Are you okay? I’m so sorry.”
“Yeah, I’m fine, just blind.” she said, rubbing her eyes.
“Here, you can take mine. I brought my contacts.” he said.
She took the glasses and slipped them on. She scoffed quietly, realizing they had the same perscription. She looked around for a bit then looked over.
“Oh my…”
It was Skrillex, or Sonny Moore. Sitting there, putting in contacts. He was right there. Right fucking there, close enough to touch. It took a lot not to.
“Ah, that’s better.” he sighed, blinking, “Hey, you look kinda cute in those.” He winked at her.
Nothing had made Angela blush more than right then. He brushed a stray piece of hair from her eye, moving his hand slowly to her cheek. They both leaned in, and Angela could feel his warmth.
“We’re here!” sang the nurse.
Angela laughed, she just got cock-blocked by a nurse! They climbed out of the ambulance. The nurse took hold of Angela and escorted her to a room.
“Stay out here, we’ll be done in a bit.” instructed the nurse, pointing Sonny to a seat. He nodded and sat down.
After about twenty minutes of playing Temple Run and screwing around on Twitter, it was okay to go see her.
He walked in to see her sitting on the edge of her bed, her legs had a few bruises, her arm had a scrape, and her gums got cut. But after getting trampled, she came out pretty great.
“So, how ya’ holdin’ up?” he asked
“Good, I can go back to the hotel tonight.” she said, finishing a text.
He smiled, “Good, hey, we never introduced ourselves. I’m Sonny.” he shook her hand.
“Angela.”
“You wanna ride back to your hotel? I can get us a cab?” he asked
She nodded, smiling, “I’d like that.”
It was an easy car ride. Angela leaned on Sonny’s shoulder, while he told stories. They arrived at the hotel, Sonny still rambling on about how he and Joel got kicked out of Walmart. They rode the elevator to her room, stopping at her door.
After a moment of akward silence Sonny spoke, “If you don’t mind me asking, could I stay with you tonight?” he asked, looking at the floor.
Angela nodded, “I’d love that.”
Not bothering to change, she just climbed into bed. Sonny followed behind her. Angela turned out the light and got comfortable. Sonny hugged her waist, running a thumb over her hip-bones.
“Angela?”
“Hm?” she responded, tilting her head so she could see him.
He took her chin and pressed his lips to hers. Angela immediatly kissed back, savoring every moment.
“Goodnight.” he whispered, upon releasing. She could hear his smile.
“Night, Sonny.”
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She woke up too find Sonny gone. She wasn’t suprised, for he was a busy guy. She got up and stretched, to see a blue stickey-note on her lamp.
“Gone to Vegas
So sorry baby
But here’s my number
So call me, maybe?”
She laughed at the note, and entered the number into her phone. Maybe she would call him? But first, a shower
