ect0biologist:

//ok so i don’t normally do songfics, but i was listening to this in the car this morning and actually started listening to the lyrics, and they’re all so vague… and i was like, what if it’s not the obvious story, what if it’s many people singing? or hey, what if it’s onceler singing to himself? or hey, what if it’s the hs oncelers…… so this happened. and now i totally have a music video of this going on in my head.

//some of the things vageuly reference some of the events that have happened in the other hsau fics i’ve written. there’s no one “pairing” in this; but 72, bitter, entre, swag, nightmare, and one show up. (not alltogether, sorry. not an orgyfic :P)


~~~~rumor has it~~~~

he, he ain’t real,
he ain’t gonna be able to love you like I will

72 hummed softly along to the music playing while he graded papers in entre’s office. John Mayer, he thought. He didn’t like this guy quite as much as Mraz, but it wasn’t bad to listen to something different for a change. He could always call it market research, if nothing else. The guy’s guitar was pretty calm, he could see why he was so popular.

Glancing up he saw a familiar pair of glasses in the office door window as Swag opened it. “Hey,” the younger teen said, “I’m supposed to give you - what the fuck is that bullshit you’re listening to?”

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