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cherrysfanfics-ily · 1 year

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↬ What and Who I Write for ↫

☆ Grease: The Rise of the Pink Ladies

♡ Jane Facciano

♡ Oliva Valdovinos

♡ Nancy Nakagawa

♡ Cynthia Zdunowski

♡ Richie Valdovinos

♡ Shy Guy

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♡ Gil

♡ Susan

♡ Dot

♡ Rosemary

♡ Wally

♡ Hazel

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♡ Frenchy Facciano

☆ Grease

♡ Frenchy Facciano

♡ Betty Rizzo

♡ Sandy Olsson

♡ Marty Maraschino

♡ Jan

♡ Kenickie Murdoch

♡ Danny Zuko

♡ Sonny

♡ Doody

♡ Roger

♡ Leo Balmudo

☆ Grease 2

♡ Paulette Rebchuck

♡ Frenchy Facciano

♡ Micheal Carrington

♡ Goose McKenzie

♡ Stephanie Zinone

♡ Johnny Nogerelli

♡ Louis DiMucci

♡ Sharon Cooper

♡ Rhonda Ritter

☆ Criminal Minds

♡ Spencer Reid

♡ Aaron Hotchner

♡ Emily Prentiss

♡ Derek Morgan

♡ Jennifer Jareau

♡ Elle Greenway

♡ Penelope Garcia

☆ Twilight

♡ Jasper Hale

♡ Alice Cullen

♡ Rosalie Hale

♡ Emmett Cullen

♡ Edward Cullen

♡ Carlisle Cullen

♡ Esme Cullen

♡ Bella Swan

♡ Sam Uley

♡ Paul Lahote

♡ Leah Clearwater

♡ Seth Clearwater

♡ Jacob Black

♡ Alec Volturi

♡ Cauis Volturi

☆ Miss Peregrines Home for Peculiar Children

♡ Enoch O’ Connnor

♡ Emma Bloom

♡ Jacob Portman

♡ Millard Nullings

♡ Bronwyn

♡ Victor

♡ Horace

♡ Olive

♡ Hugh

♡ Fiona

☆ Glee

♡ Rachel Berry

♡ Finn Hudson

♡ Kurt Hummel

♡ Artie Abrams

♡ Santana Lopez

♡ Tina Cohen-Chang

♡ Mercedes Jones

♡ Brittany S. Pierce

♡ Noah Puckerman

♡ Sam Evans

♡ Blaine Anderson

♡ Mike Chang

♡ Quinn Fabray

♡ Jesse St. James

♡ Sebastian Smythe

☆ Pitch Perfect

♡ Donald Walsh

♡ Jesse Swanson

♡ Beca Mitchell

♡ Aubrey Posen

♡ Chloe Beale

♡ Stacie Conrad

♡ Cynthia Rose Adams

♡ Unicycle

☆ Pitch Perfect 2

♡ Jesse Swanson

♡ Beca Mitchell

♡ Aubrey Posen

♡ Chloe Beale

♡ Stacie Conrad

♡ Cynthia Rose Adams

♡ Emily Junk

♡ Flo

♡ Pietrar

♡ Kommissar

☆ Pitch Perfect 3

♡ Beca Mitchell

♡ Aubrey Posen

♡ Chloe Beale

♡ Stacie Conrad

♡ Cynthia Rose Adams

♡ Emily Junk

♡ Flo

♡ Calamity

♡ Serenity

♡ Charity

♡ Veracity

♡ Chicago

☆ Ride the Cyclone

♡ Mischa

♡ Noel

♡ Ricky

♡ Constance

♡ Jane Doe

♡ Ocean

☆ Mamma Mia

♡ Sophie Sheridan

♡ Sky

♡ Donna Sheridan

♡ Sam Carmicheal

♡ Harry Bright

♡ Bill Austin

♡ Pepper

☆ School Spirits

♡ Maddie Nears

♡ Simon Elroy

♡ Wally Clark

♡ Xavier Baxter

♡ Rhonda

♡ Charley

♡ Dawn

☆ Nerdy Prudes Must Die

♡ Stephanie Lauter

♡ Peter Spankoffski

♡ Richie Lipschitz

♡ Ruth Fleming

♡ Grace Chasity

♡ Max Jagerman

♡ Lords in Black

☆ Movie! Five Nights at Freddy's

♡ Micheal Schmidt

♡ Vanessa Afton

♡ Platonic! Abby Schmidt

☆ Fruits Basket

♡ Tohru Honda

♡ Yuki Sohma

♡ Kyo Sohma

♡ Hatsuharu Sohma

♡ Momiji Sohma

♡ Shigure Sohma

♡ Hatori Sohma

↬Will most likely add more fandoms later↫

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darkshrimpemotions · 11 months

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Speak Now TV Fandom Associations

I would not survive if I tried to talk about my real life associationd with every song on Speak Now (Taylor's Version), but I thought it'd be fun to get a little tag game going with fandom associations. So! Here are my fandom associations for each song. And at the end I'll tag some folks to do this too (only if you feel like it, no pressure!).

Mine - Brittana 🥺

Sparks Fly - Destiel, 100%. Their meeting, obviously, but every time they show up for each other.

Back to December - I have no justification for this but it's Bella about Jacob, especially when she's a thousand years into her horrorfail marriage with the dusty glitterbag watching Jacob follow her daughter around and knowing he didn't want this.

Speak Now - April and Jackson from Grey's 🫣

Dear John - Dean about John, maybe also Mary when she finds out what John became (she was 19 when they met 😭)

Mean - This is Kurt Hummel's song to all his bullies for me

The Story of Us - Silverhardt 💔

Never Grow Up - Dean 🥺

Enchanted - Klaus about Caroline

Better Than Revenge - Katherine Petrova. I'm not saying she's right, I'm just saying this is how she sees Elena and Stefan

Innocent - Dean again 🥺 (seriously half this album is on my Dean playlist, you know that man is a Speak Now girlie)

Haunted - I want this to be about anything else, but it's that fucking sex scene from True Blood

Last Kiss - Bughead's breakup

Long Live - Quentin, Eliot, Margo, Alice, Josh, Fen, and Julia. With heavy emphasis on the Queliot vibes.

Ours - Bughead during the good times, especially season 2 🥹

Superman - Juliette Silverton watching Nick drift farther and farther from her as he becomes more focused on being a Grimm (especially in season 1 when he's lying to her about it)

Electric Touch - Ethan Waite and Lena Duchannes (rhymes with rain)

When Emma Falls In Love - IT'S EMMA SWAN 😭 and all the bad boys who tried to be good for her

I Can See You - Haylijah but also somehow Klaroline?

Castles Crumbling - Dany when everyone began turning on her in season 8, but also Rhaenyra as she becomes more angry and paranoid throughout the Dance

Foolish One - Caroline with Matt, Tyler, and Stefan

Timeless - Malex and their incredible love story that transcends time and space

@thehomohomosapiensapien @pixiedustandbluebutterflies @darcyfangirlsfrequently @moonlightspectre @pinknatural @spookybibi

(I wanted to tag 13 people but failed)

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realnews20 · 23 days

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Parco degli incubi. O dei sogni. A seconda dei punti di vista. Terribile per il Psg e per i suoi tifosi, dolcissimo per il Borussia Dortmund, baciato dal coraggio e dalla fortuna. I tedeschi hanno battuto anche in trasferta i campioni di Francia e li hanno eliminati: in finale a Wembley ci vanno i gialloneri. Uno a zero all’andata, uno a zero al ritorno. Tre pali colpiti dal Psg all’andata, quattro al ritorno: quando si dice che la fortuna aiuta gli audaci. Perché è impossibile non abusare dello storytelling e non definire impresa quella compiuta dal Borussia Dortmund, sfavoritissimo alla vigilia, con un tasso tecnico direttamente proporzionale al costo delle due rose a confronto (l’autarchia economica dei gialloneri, i petroldollari dei parigini). Ma il calcio è fatto così, non sempre (eufemismo) vince il più forte e il più ricco. E la prima semifinale di ritorno di questa Champions è l’eccezione che conferma la regola. Che non sarebbe stata una serata facile per il Psg lo si è capito da subito. Borussia determinato e combattivo, che non ha perso l’occasione di impensierire i padroni di casa in quelle rare occasioni in cui i tedeschi sono riusciti a farsi vedere dalle parti di Donnarumma (bravo a parare nel primo tempo un’incursione pericolosissima dei tedeschi). Il Psg, però, ci ha messo del suo: sempre in attacco, spesso pericolosi, a tratti arrembanti (nel finale), Mbappe e compagni hanno colpito ben quattro pali, a testimonianza di una gara sfortunata, ma anche confusa e pasticciata. A decidere è stato un gol di testa del capitano e bandiera giallonera Hummels a cinque minuti dall’inizio del secondo tempo. Più squadra il Borussia, più tosta, più organizzata, meno bella ma tremendamente più pratica. Sarà sfavorita anche a Wembley, dove affronterà una tra Real Madrid o Bayern Monaco, in un’ipotetica rivincita della finalissima della Champions 2012-2013. In panchina per il Dortmund c’era Jurgen Klopp e quella volta vinsero i bavaresi: era il 25 maggio 2013, al gol di Mandzukic per il Bayern rispose Gundogan, poi la rete decisiva di Robben. Dove si giocava? A Wembley, of course. Articolo Precedente L’ultima pazzia del “Loco” Bielsa: il ct dell’Uruguay convoca il bomber del campionato dilettantistico

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cryscendo · 11 months

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kurt hummel solos | spotify tracks (insp)

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ao3feed-jarchie · 2 years

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My Babysitter’s a SuperGleeDalePotter SMP

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/t5uQVpw

by hey_shawtie, womenwantmefishfearme69

Everyone has a hero, the Orlando Elementary School bulldogs hero is dr*am until he tears his ACL, like a wimp.

we hit the tag limit so also includd are: funz choni watt quatt our irl, BigD authors brother, sam irl from school, sam mcgonagall badboyhalo skeppy madam pomfrey skephalo karlnap will schuester (deragatory) castiel (deragatory) badlinu tommyinnit (i hate him) sarah fox aimsey billzo karl sapnap note: aimsey, badlinu, and billzo do not deserve this utter bullshit

Words: 997, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Dream SMP, Supernatural (TV 2005), Glee, Riverdale (TV 2017), Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, Bella and the Bulldogs (TV), My Babysitter's A Vampire, The Beatles (Band)

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, Gen, M/M, Other

Characters: Clay | Dream (Video Blogging RPF), Bartemius Crouch Jr., Evan Rosier, Regulus Black, Alexis | Quackity, Wilbur Soot, Rachel Berry, Dorcas Meadowes, Erica Jones, Quinn Fabray, Jschlatt (Video Blogging RPF), Jughead Jones, Dean Winchester, James Potter, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Lily Evans Potter, Archie Andrews, Marlene McKinnon, Uncle Sam (Character), Sam Puckett, Luke | Punz, GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Sam Winchester, Ethan Morgan, Betty Cooper, Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF), Sam | Awesamdude, Scott Morrison, Froy Gutierrez, Rory Keaner, Benny Weir, Sam Evans (Glee), Blaine Anderson, Noah Brown | Foolish Gamers, Toby Smith | Tubbo, Corpse Husband (Video Blogging RPF), Sykkuno (Video Blogging RPF), Sue Sylvester, Phil Watson | Philza, Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Ringo Starr, Paul McCartney, John Lennon, George Harrison (The Beatles), Troy Bolton

Relationships: Clay | Dream/GeorgeNotFound (Video Blogging RPF), Regulus Black/James Potter, Bartemius Crouch Jr./Evan Rosier, Alexis | Quackity/Wilbur Soot, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Archie Andrews/Jughead Jones, Sam Evans/Quinn Fabray, Mary Macdonald/Lily Evans Potter, Marlene McKinnon/Dorcas Meadowes, Ranboo/Toby Smith | Tubbo, Ranboo & Toby Smith | Tubbo, Corpse Husband/Sykkuno (Video Blogging RPF), Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel, George Harrison/John Lennon/Paul McCartney/Ringo Starr

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Hogwarts, American Football, Band Fic, crackfic, slowburn, author is funny, author insert

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/t5uQVpw

#ao3feed #fanfic #jarchie #riverdale #jughead x archie #ifttt

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sscrambledmeggss · 2 years

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If Kurtbastian were going to be stranded together on a deserted island and could each only take three things, what do you think they'd bring?

AHH THANK YOU FOR THE ASK! :D

For Kurt, Kurt is a fairly reasonable character, and does usually think ahead of time, because of this, I think he would choose one of his items to be a first aid kit. But the problem is, that’s as far as his two brain cells would go, so his next two items would be Cheesecake and his skin care routine 🦧

I also think Kurt is probably flipping out during this time, and is panicking about sun exposure, and how to get home.

NOW SEBASTIAN, he is all about living in the moment, he will not think about the future. Unlike Kurt, sebastian isn’t reasonable. He is here stranded on a deserted island, and he WILL make it a fun vacation island get away.

He probably brought one bottle of Courvoisier (since he drinks it like mothers milk or something ???), crocs (just to spite Kurt. He definitely could’ve chosen a more useful item, but he loves seeing Kurt go, “😟” every time he sees them), he also brought sunglasses which seem useless at first, but they use it to start a fire later 🧌

Somehow neither of them were smart enough to bring clean water 😭😭

#ty for the ask! :D my brain isn’t working atm so I’m sorry if some of the items are lackluster </3 #Kurt could also bring a salad but cheese cake is a more fun option 🕺#🪐bella🪐#kurt hummel #sebastian smythe #kurtbastian

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limamuckraker · 4 years

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THE MUCKRAKER : SECOND EDITION ( MAY 25TH, 2040 )

THERE’S NEVER A DULL WEEK IN LIMA, OHIO. READ THIS WEEK’S EDITION BELOW TO STAY IN THE KNOW OF LIMA’S HOTTEST GOSSIP!

INDEX

SERIAL CHEATER: FROM BOYFRIENDS TO BALLOTS (page 2)

IT WAS NO SURPRISE, when we got a tip that @wtfbclla is planning on cheating, but this time it isn’t in a relationship! according to our source, who wishes to remain anonymous, bella lopez-pierce is going to stuff the ballot box prom night to secure her win for prom princess. hopefully this article alerts the wmhs prom committee to the threat. cheating seems to be in bella’s nature, and while we’re all for the scandal, we want prom princess to be a fair fight between those three foxy ladies!

MCKINLEY ROYALTY TO TURN TRAILER PARK PRINCESS? (page 4)

EVERYONE HAS BEEN ANTICIPATING, just how well @patienceish is going to fare once her son is born. all year she’s done nothing but assure everyone about her plan of attending college full time, but we aren’t confident she’ll feel that’s so possible once she realizes how strenuous motherhood is. not to mention the bills that are going to come with that alleged dream home she’s bought. combined, the debt she’s looking at is astronomical! patience, mason, and matience jr. are undoubtedly bound for trailer park living after falling from their high school peak come graduation. sources even report patience is already acting the part and has been see behaving irate and trashy. looks like this couple is bound to join the cast of the real housewives of lima heights in a few years time!

CELLBLOCK TANGO: BROADWAY’S BABY BEHIND BARS? (page 6)

TURNS OUT, @graysonlopezpierce can’t take a punch! for a multitude of rumored reasons, we know @eli-stjames gave him a good punch and a swift kick at lemon and kaden’s rager a few weeks ago. well now it’s come out that grayson plans on pressing assault and battery charges! yikes! we doubt even eli’s rich mommy and daddy can bail her out of this one. we hope it was worth it because we suspect that the oldest st.james daughter isn’t going to look very good in orange. but just to prove we can see the good in all situations, we hope that eli ends up very happy with the prison wife she bound to inevitably obtain! finally, someone to help her move on from vic.

TATUM KAROFSKY’S REAL DAD STEPS FORWARD, WATCH OUT WINNIE! (page 8)

MYSTERIOUS HEARTTHROB, @tatumfm has always lingered in the shadow of his sister’s shining star. turns out, winnie isn’t the only one with connections to hollywood. famous wrestler turned actor, dwayne “the rock” johnson has come forward about an affair he had in 2019, resulting in a birth to a baby boy in 2020. this lines up perfectly with one tatum karofsky’s origin story, and to be honest? we can see the resemblance between the two! we only hope tatum hits up daddy dearest soon so he can get his fifteen minutes of fame before the male pattern baldness kicks in!

OLD HABITS DIE HARD, JO RUTHERFORD POPS PILLS IN PUBLIC! (page 10)

IT’S NO SECRET THAT @jorutherford‘s prolonged absence from mckinley had to do with the fact she got carted off to rehab. all seemed to be going well until we got an anonymous tip that maybe rehab didn’t do it’s job all too well. or at all for that matter. jo was seen popping pills in the locker room before her gym class. we knew she was a careless wreck, but we didn’t think she was this careless. it was only a matter of time before jo fell back off the wagon, everyone was waiting for it, but we hope to see her still living and breathing at prom! that way she can maybe share with the baby drug addicts.

ASPIRING LAWYER HAS NO MORAL CODE. ARE WE SURPRISED? (page 12)

THERE’S A COUNTLESS number of complicated romances in lima, but more recently we’ve received word that @alexiscsmythe has been hooking up with @wrenschuester‘s ex, @ncalanderson. wren tends to be a pretty go with the flow kind of gal, so we’re curious to see if she cuts ties with alexis or not. personally, we think it might be time to cut that cord anyway. it’s not like neal is worth it, but alexis seems to have a future of alcoholism ahead of her. if wren was smart, she’d slap that bitch and invest in a new bestie.

RUBY ZIZES INVOLVED IN YET ANOTHER SEX SCANDAL (page 14)

THE MOST RECENT of many scandals for her, is that @rubyzizes was involved in a gang bang with the male members of the so called ‘brown baggers’ @kadenabrams, @tracehummelandersons, and @graysonlopezpierce have all hit it with her at least once before, so it wouldn’t surprise us if those bros wanted to do her together. considering the recent drama with ruby and grayson, we can only imagine that poor girl would be willing to do anything for him. oh well, not like she had much dignity left anyhow!

CHECK BACK NEXT MONDAY FOR THE MUCKRAKER (ISSUE #3)

#bella lopez pierce #patience lopez pierce #eli st.james #grayson lopez pierce #tatum karofsky #jo rutherford #alexis clarington smythe #neal anderson #wren schuester #ruby zizes #kaden abrams #trace hummel anderson

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shortkingwolfdad · 5 years

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I’m loving the Twilight renaissance but where’s the Glee renaissance?

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wowbright · 2 years

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Fic: Flirting with Danger

Tan Hands and Tan Lines Sophisticated Word Challenge 2021: zealot

Words: 2850 words

Rating: Teen and up

Summary: The day-to-day work of proselytizing can be grueling. But talking about vampires and the nonexistence of hell can help lighten the mood. As can using your charm to interest two giggly girls in spiritual matters.

I’m belatedly going through the prompts for The Tan Hands and Tan Lines Summer Event 2021 to flesh out my Mormon!Klaine universe. This one takes place after Of Good Report and before Transparent.

My Mormon!Klaine Masterpost.

Notes: This ones a bit of a cheat. I wrote most of it a year ago but never posted. Wanted to get it in the timeline now for my own reasons. Also: A “transfer” is when a missionary gets assigned to a new companion (or reassigned to the same companion). It also refers to the period of time between transfers—about six weeks, on average. Dolcezza is Sugar and Harmonie is Harmony from Glee. If you have any questions or typo corrections, feel free to use my ask box!

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They had no appointments on Wednesday. So after prayer, looking at maps, and more prayer, they decided to go to the campus of the Catholic technical school in hopes of interesting students in talking about the church. There weren't many people about when they arrived, but Elder Hummel had tracted there before and said there would be a rush soon. He chattered energetically in German as he oriented Blaine to the location, pointing out the exact line between campus and the public right of way. “Pretend you’re a vampire,” he said. “Stay on this side unless a student invites us in. Not that we've ever gotten complaints. But no reason to start now.”

Blaine was tickled. He’d never heard missionaries compared to vampires before—at least not by a church member. He was surprised how much it made sense. “That’s a unique way to remember it,” he said.

“I had an unfortunate obsession with the works of Stephenie Meyers when I was younger. She was a gateway to all things vampire.”

“Why unfortunate? I loved those books.”

Elder Hummel quirked a single eyebrow. “Really?”

“Yeah. They were so romantic. Finding your one true love, defeating all the odds, eternal marriage …”

“Aah, well. The problem is, I’m Team Jacob. I could never forgive her for marrying Bella off to Edward.”

“But they were destined for each other!”

“Edward Cullen was a stalker.”

“Well, yeah, if you take it literally. But Twilight’s a fantasy. A vampire can’t be expected to act like a human should. Everything got exaggerated for the story.”

“You seem like too much of a gentleman to tolerate stalking,” Elder Hummel said, placing a stack of flyers in Blaine’s hands.

“I am. But it wasn’t stalking in Twilight because it was part of the whole metaphor that Stephenie Meyer built to convey the spiritual intensity of celestial marriage. I mean, if she’d just said, ‘there was this girl named Bella and she met a Mormon named Edward and they loved each other so much that they decide to get married for all eternity in the temple,’ who would have read that but members? This way, with all the metaphors, it becomes a subtle tool for sharing the gospel.”

“Well, Twilight certainly didn’t help me adhere to the gospel.”

“Oh?”

Elder Hummel looked suddenly flustered. “I wasn’t only Team Jacob because I thought he was better for Bella. Of course, that was part of it, but—” He bit his bottom lip as a flush spread across his cheeks. “Never mind. I don't know why we're talking about this.”

“Because missionaries are like vampires and can't cross the threshold unless invited in,” Blaine said, pointing to the edge of the sidewalk. “And you have to finish that thought because otherwise I'll be wondering all day what you were going to say, and I won't be able to concentrate on proselytizing.” It was true. Something about Elder Hummel’s blush made everything feel urgent in a way that made it hard for Blaine to think about anything else.

“Fine.” Elder Hummel glared at him, but there was no heat behind it. “I was only going to say that I may have had a crush on Taylor Lautner.” He ducked his face toward the sidewalk. “It’s silly.”

An image of Taylor Lautner from one of the movie posters flashed into Blaine’s head. His T-shirt stretched tightly over his muscular chest and biceps as he gazed at the camera, his brown eyes so intent on finding their target that they seemed to pierce the veil between subject and viewer. The thought almost gave him chills. “That’s not silly,” Blaine said. “He's a good-looking guy.”

Elder Hummel flushed again. “That's not how you're supposed to respond to information like that.”

“No? What should I have said?”

“I don't know. Keep my eyes on God?”

“You can keep your eyes on God and other people at the same time. I mean, how do you think anybody ever ends up married?”

“You are really something else, Elder Anderson.”

“Can I take that as a compliment?”

“If you must.”

“Thanks. Can I also use that vampire line with my future companions?”

Elder Hummel gave a sheepish smile. “I’m pretty proud of that one. You have my permission to use it with your future companions.”

Their goal for the day was to get people talking to them any way they could. They had flyers about their English conversation group and the sisters’ smoking recovery group, and clipboards filled with copies of a short survey about religion and ethics that provided an opening for talking about the gospel.

It was a sunny day and, while the campus appeared nearly abandoned at first, soon classes let out and people poured from the buildings. Blaine managed to hand out several flyers about the English group, and a woman who was speed-smoking a cigarette outside the library seemed more amused than annoyed when he handed her a flyer about the smokers group. But he couldn't get anyone to talk about the church. The problem was, they all seemed in a hurry to get somewhere else. Even the smoker, who he thought would have been a sitting duck while she finished her cigarette, said she had to get going. “Thanks for the reminder that I should stop,” she said, extinguishing her cigarette before even half of it had burnt away. “I probably won't join your group, but you're an angel.”

The rejection was disappointing, but at least she had called him an angel. He sometimes daydreamed about being a real angel one day, spending the time between his death and resurrection ministering to people who still lived on the earth. Her words were a reminder that he could minister that same way during his life, too.

The wave of people subsided to a trickle, and then to no one. Blaine walked over to Elder Hummel. “What now? Do we move to somewhere more productive?”

Elder Hummel laughed. “No place in Ingolstadt is productive.”

Blaine hadn’t expected that from Elder Hummel. He was a go-getter, with such strong faith. “There's got to be. Otherwise they wouldn't send missionaries here.”

“Doch,” Elder Hummel insisted, using a useful little word that meant something like ‘on the contrary’. “There's no place in Ingolstadt that's productive. But there are souls that will be. It's just a matter of finding the people who need our message, and they could be anywhere. The Spirit answered our prayers this morning by guiding us here, so here's where we’ll stay unless we get another message.”

The logic was sound. And, as if in answer to those very prayers, the library door opened. A young man with a friendly, round belly and thinning blond hair bounded down the steps and, upon seeing Blaine, smiled. Coming from the east, Blaine wasn't used to Germans randomly smiling at strangers. He took the man's smile as a sign. On an impulse, he decided to switch tactics from promoting the English group to the real meat. “Grüß Gott!" Blaine started. He loved how the southern German phrase for helloevolved from a sentence that literally meant May God bless you. "We’re doing a survey about religious beliefs. I was wondering—"

The man's smile abruptly dropped into a frown. "I don’t waste my time with zealots." He quickened his pace and disappeared down the sidewalk.

Blaine sighed. “He attends a Catholic school that probably has a crucifix in every classroom, and he calls us zealots?”

Elder Hummel nudged his elbow. “Don’t let it get to you, Elder Anderson. It's a state religion. People belong, but they don't necessarily believe. Just be thankful Germans are so straightforward. If they don't want to hear what you have to say, they tell you. It saves time and embarrassment. I'll miss that directness when I go home.”

Blaine felt a pang at those words. Why was Elder Hummel already thinking about going home? It was still two transfers away. Did Blaine bore him that much?

No. Blaine was being silly. Missionaries came and went all the time. That's just how it was. One day you were living in Leipzig, finally getting used to people’s accents and the bus schedule and your companion’s odd obsession with his own reflection, and the next thing you knew, you were being ferried off to Dresden with a new companion and a new map to memorize and new investigators to befriend. Missions had an impermanence about them that was meant to reflect life as a whole, to remind you that everything was temporary and didn’t matter in the long run, as long as you stayed devoted to the gospel.

Still …

“You’re not supposed to be thinking about going home already, Elder Hummel,” Blaine said. “You’ve got some time before you die.” As soon as the verb slipped from his mouth, Blaine wanted to kick himself. When he’d entered his mission, he’d sworn he would never adopt the more distasteful and insensitive bits of missionary lingo—like dying for completing your mission and getting pregnant for training new missionaries (because new missionaries are babies, get it?)—but here he was, doing just that. And to Elder Hummel of all people, who’d already lost two close family members to actual death.

But Elder Hummel took it in stride. He countered with some lingo of his own. “Don’t worry. I won't get trunky on you. I just know the future will come eventually.”

Trunky meant metaphorically packing your trunk before it was time. Missions were the best two years of your life, but they were also long, arduous, and full of unproductive stretches like the one Blaine and Elder Hummel were currently experiencing, fruitlessly trying to get random people on the street interested in the gospel. Even the best missionaries tended to get trunky toward the end of their service. Blaine fully expected to.

“So you’re not looking forward to going home?” Blaine said.

Elder Hummel scrutinized Blaine, his lips pursing into a frown that Blaine would have mistaken for an intentionally sexy, kittenish pout if he’d seen it on a model in a fashion magazine. It made Blaine feel both eager and nervous for whatever his companion was going to say. “So I’m damned if I want to go home, Elder Anderson, and damned if I don’t?”

Oh. Is that how his question had come across? “That’s not what I meant,” Blaine said. “I’m just … trying to get to know you. See how you tick.”

Elder Hummel’s frown turned into a barely perceptible smile. “So I’m a clock? And you just have to take out the gears and cogs and put them back together to understand me?”

“No,” Blaine said. “You’re a divine mystery.”

Elder Hummel didn’t exactly roll his eyes. It was more like he swayed them to the side and held them there, as if his eyes were a baseball bat and he could deflect any praise off the field with a bunt.

“Everyone’s a divine mystery. But I’d like to get to know this one in particular. You’re my companion. So … how do you feel about going home?”

Elder Hummel looked around them, perhaps hoping that someone would walk into view and he could chase them down with a flyer instead of answering the question. But there was no one on the public side of their vampire line, or in greeting distance on the opposite side. He sighed and shrugged one shoulder. “Honestly? I don't know. I really like the routine of the mission. I think it will be hard to adjust. But it will be nice to wear brooches again, and maybe join an acapella group, and listen to music that’s not classical, and …” He looked down at his hands. “And I’ll be doing Finn’s temple work. So that will be good.”

“Oh.” Blaine was surprised it hadn’t been done already. “No one’s done it yet?”

Elder Hummel shook his head. “No. My stepmom asked me to do it, and you have to wait at least a year after someone passes. I was in Germany by then.”

Blaine’s stomach twisted. He hadn’t realized the death of Elder Hummel’s stepbrother was quite that fresh. “Well. I’m sure he’ll appreciate it.”

Elder Hummel shrugged a shoulder. “I hope so. It was hard to get him interested in the gospel when he was alive. But he has a good heart. Now that he’s on the other side of the veil, things should be clearer for him.”

Over on the steps of the library, two girls had gathered with their overcoats and books to study in the cool spring sunlight. Or young women, really—Blaine needed to stop thinking of females his age as “girls.” The one on the left, who had dark hair with blue streaks that reminded Blaine of his friend Tina back home, gave them a big wave. “Yoohoo, missionaries!”

They waved back. “Was that an invitation?” Blaine asked.

“Close enough,” Elder Hummel answered.

"It's a beautiful day, isn't it?" Blaine called as they walked over.

“Almost as beautiful as you two!” said one of the other girls, a girl with straight brown hair that peeked out from beneath a gaudily flowered hat.

“Oh, not this,” Elder Hummel mumbled under his breath. “At least I know how to put a stop to it.” He turned back to the blonde. “Sorry, ladies. I’m gay.”

“You win some, you lose some. What about him?” She nodded toward Blaine.

“He’s not a piece of meat,” Elder Hummel said. “You can ask him yourself.”

She did.

“That’s not what I’m here to talk about.”

“Because Jesus is the love of your life?” she asked.

“Exactly.”

The girl with the blue streaks squinted one eye toward the sun behind Blaine as she read his nametag out loud. "Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints," she said in a clean Berliner accent. That wasn’t a good sign, either. Berliners rarely wanted to hear about God. "What are two cuties like you doing handing out Bibles?"

Blaine took a deep breath. Somehow, he didn’t think the religious survey approach was going to work with this team. "We’re not handing out Bibles. We’re just letting people know about an English conversation group we run. It’s free." He handed her a flyer.

She inspected it like an accountant combing a tax return for errors. "And what does that involve? Learning in English how to tell people they are going to hell?"

Flower Hat giggled. Elder Hummel laughed, too, but it was more of a chuckle.

“I know why my friend is laughing,” Blue Streak said, looking at Elder Hummel. “But why are you?”

“Oh, it’s just a funny image, us preaching about hell. Because we don’t believe in it. And the group really is just an English group. Unless someone asks us about religion, we won’t talk about it.”

Blue Streak closed her book and studied Elder Hummel, then Blaine, as if trying to tease out a lie. “All Christians believe in hell. That’s what’s wrong with them.”

“It’s an unfortunate misunderstanding of Scripture,” Blaine said. “But the truth is, all people of good will go to heaven."

"And what about people of bad will? You know, like Hitler?" Her smile spread into a sort of maniacal grin. "And George Bush?"

Flower Hat snickered and buried her face into Blue Streak’s shoulder.

Blaine had heard much worse. Besides, he wasn't a big fan of politics. Germans could insult almost any American political figure they wanted and he wouldn't take it as a personal affront. "I don't know about the eternal fate of anyone in particular, but if someone truly rejects God, they wouldn't like heaven much. And God’s not going to make them go there. But there’s no hell." It was a little more complicated than that, but Blaine felt he was covering the basic gist of it.

“Well, I didn't expect you to say something interesting. But you have." Blue Streak stood, offering her hand for Blaine and then Elder Anderson to shake. "Harmonie Müller. I'd ask your names, but I can read your tags. And this is my friend Dolcezza Motta.”

Dolcezza gave a little curtsy. “Yes, it’s Italian. But we’ve mostly lived here. My daddy says the schools in Germany are better and he wants the best for me. Piacere mio, by the way.” She extended her hand, almost as if she expected the elders to kiss it rather than shake it. “Oh, and you can call me sweetie if Dolcezza’s too much of a mouthful for you. That’s what it means, anyway.”

“Dolcezza’s fine,” Blaine said.

“Thank you. You’re fine, too,” she said with a wink, shaking Blaine’s hand a little too long.

#mormon!klaine #wowbright writes fic #spaceorphan's sophisticated challenge: zealot #klaine fic #yes redheadgleek you have read this #thatl #my thatl #i'm not sure how much this adds to the plot but it makes the pacing make more sense at least in my brain #and character stuff #why do i pretend i'm interested in plot anyway #it's all about character lol

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