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[ElwoodJBluesr1]

Hey all.

I wrote a few drabbles the other day, and I thought I'd post them here to see how you all liked them. For those who don't know, a drabble is nothing more than a 100 word story, or vignette if you will. They're not at all supposed to be connected.

I've never written for the Blues Brothers before, so please be gentle. I'd love some feedback, though!

Elwoodr1-


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His hands were pale as bones, the lettering on them vivid against knuckles and flesh, holding tight to the melodic silver piece of heaven, eyes shaded in black and downcast, and the night was rolling on, and he bent his head, lips touching the cool metal and blew.

Born of blue and cast in black.

And the song tore through the night, more words than he could ever conjure, because it was always all about the music. It was always about the music, it was always about their souls.

Jake’s hands were rosy and warm when they clasped Elwood’s shoulder.




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It was like trying to imagine a world without blues.

Some part of him deluded himself into believing that he was still in prison. It was just easier to handle that idea than the thought of him—cold, alone, and…

It was like imagining his harmonica didn’t exist.

“My brother…” He couldn’t say it. Not Jake.

But his harp slipped from his fingers and hit the cement with a metallic clack, and Elwood dove for it. The dent in it reflected his image back at him, warped and hollow, the ghost of a reflection just behind him…

And Elwood broke.



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He might have looked stoic, waiting there by—was that a police car?!—to anyone looking, but his brother knew better.

The gates slid open like knotted and popping jaws, illuminating Elwood and silhouetting himself…somehow appropriate, he thought with a smirk.

And then his brother was walking toward him, lanky and exactly the same, and he followed suit, and like always they met in the middle.

And Elwood actually let a smile creep onto his lips and before he could even react, Elwood’s shoulder pad was pushing against his face, and long arms circled around his back.

And Jake grinned.



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It all came flooding back at once, Jake’s ****-eating grin and the way he had led Elwood down the stairs, nothing in his hands but Elwood’s admiration and a guitar string that was Elmore James’ supposedly, and before Elwood could even flinch at the pain he’d stabbed Elwood’s finger and drug the string, doing the same to his own—wet, hot and red spilling over their palms and dripping and Jake smacked their hands together.

“Blood brothers now, Elwood.” He was all too excited.

“We’re the Blues brothers now.”

A rare smile quirked its way onto Elwood’s lips years later.


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[3LW00D]

Oh my gosh! I love those! You did an awsome job, ya gotta add some more to these. Do you have and acount on fanfiction.net ? If you add more ya gotta post 'em there.

[Blueblood]

Your pen has eloquence, be it art or in a textual medium..!

[Jo_Pierce]

These are great! Very well done!

I agree - post them onto some fanfiction writing sites! Fanfiction.net, or FanNation are my two favorite spaces.

[ElwoodJBluesr1]

3LW00D said:

Oh my gosh! I love those! You did an awsome job, ya gotta add some more to these. Do you have and acount on fanfiction.net ? If you add more ya gotta post 'em there.

Jo_Pierce said:

These are great! Very well done!

I agree - post them onto some fanfiction writing sites! Fanfiction.net, or FanNation are my two favorite spaces.

Thank you!!! I really appreciate the feedback immensely. I'm so glad you both liked them!! I don't have a fanfiction.net account yet, or a FanNation one, but as I write more I'll definitely make one, and post my name on this thread, if you would be interested in reading more...

Blueblood said:

Your pen has eloquence, be it art or in a textual medium..!

Thank you SO much! That is truly, truly kind of you to say. I greatly appreciate it!

[3LW00D]

Cant wait to read more on those sites JB.

[Vinnie Blues]

Hey nice stuff ! Please don't wait to have tons of thems nice little drabbles to post onto FanFiction.net.

We need all BluesBrothers fanfic writers on the net ! Keep on the good work.

[james cotton]

rollin, rollin, rollin, rawhide! cool, stuff, real poetic, and dreamy,streamy.---HIT IT

[james cotton]

I came off the interstate ramp and smoke boiled outa the hood so thick I could'nt see my eye lashes; then a puff of wind slithered across the road like a snake.
then I saw those shoes red and high at the back,with the most beautiful legs going
straight up to the sky.
she walked over to my window, which I had up so I could breath,I rolled it down ,red lips like blood
spoke slowly " you need a hand"
she walked over to her car and poped the trunk, she walked over with a can of WD 40,
I thought I'd gone to heaven.
She poped my hood,and I smelt WD seepin in the car, the car stoped smokin and she said, "
"that should get you to a station"
I thanked her and dreamed of her all nite long.