#and i think they did an okay job at showing that kurt is still a man even if hea stereotypically feminine

[kirakiwiwrites]

Hi friends! So it’s been a minute lol. Why? A whole slew of reasons like migraines, a new job, traveling, carpal tunnel, and good old fashioned writer’s block. Are we still working on a one shot for Obsidian Castle and another new multi chapter story? Yes. Three actually. We will be posting new stuff soon. Thanks so much for all the love from Obsidian Castle too. So happy everyone has enjoyed it!

Anyway, we thought to get out of the little rut, we would participate in the @klaine-word-scramble. It looks like so much fun and if you haven’t checked it out you should! So here is our first one, just a very short one shot full of cute fluff. The theme for most of these will probably be future fics like this one. We will also post these to FF.net and A03

Thank you to all who organized it and come up with all the fun scrambles!

Disclaimer: We do not own Glee, the characters, or quotations from the show.

(Aug 1 scramble - 979 words)

Craft day:

“Do we need more glue?”

Blaine scratched at his head before grimacing as he realized his hands were covered in glue. now his hair was also covered in glue. The stuff was everywhere. “No, I don’t think that’s it.” He scanned the directions while he wiped at his head. “If we add more glue, things could get worse.”

His eight year old son Michael huffed a sigh and poked at the goopy substance in the bowl. “What about more glitter?”

Blaine shook his head slowly as he tried to make sense of the mess they had made. “Oh god no. No more glitter.”

It looked as though a glitter bomb had exploded in their kitchen. There was glitter on everything: the floor, the cabinets, them. Glitter had even somehow ascended to the top of the fridge and landed amongst the mousetraps they stored up there. It was quite a mess.

Michael blew the dark curls he inherited from his father out of his eyes and glitter puffed out and slowly and floated down. “Did we put enough activator in?” He spread his fingers and purple glittery glue gunk made strings across them. “I don’t think it’s supposed to be so sticky.”

Blaine made a noise of agreement before he realized two of the pages were stuck together. Carefully, he peeled them apart and saw they had missed a step.

“Okay, kiddo. I figured it out. Grab that spatula and stir until you think your arms are gonna fall off.”

Michael did as his father told him and stirred, the tip of his tongue peeking out from the corner of his mouth. “What do I do if my arms do fall off?”

“Use some of the glue and stick them back on. I’m going to clean up a bit before—“

“What did you two do to my kitchen!” Kurt exclaimed as he clutched his face in horror. He stood in the doorway, his keys and a brown paper bag in one hand. “Did you blow up a disco ball?”

Blaine winced. “Oh, hey honey.” He gave his husband his most charming smile. He cleaned faster. “You’re home early!”

A little giggle came from their six year old daughter who had spent the morning with Kurt. Her bright blue eyes sparkled as she took in the mess. “Mikey looks like the shiny troll from that movie!” She set down a matching brown paper bag and skipped over to the counter where her brother was stirring vigorously. “I want to do it too!”

Kurt set his bag down quickly beside his daughter’s and gingerly picked his way through the disaster zone. “Tracy! Wait! At least change your clothes first!” He sighed and accepted a kiss on the cheek from his husband. She was already elbow deep in the concoction and chuckling maniacally.

“Don’t worry, Kurt,” Blaine said brightly. “I’m going to have all this cleaned up before dinner. How did it go making candles?”

Kurt leaned tiredly on the counter, then remembered it was covered in slime and stood upright. “We actually had fun until Tracy decided things were too calm. She decided she didn’t want a normal cat shaped candle, but she wanted a headless cat shaped candle that would bleed when she burned it.”

“Jesus Christ,” Blaine mumbled as he picked out some sparkley glue from his arm hair. “Has she been watching Wednesday again?”

Kurt rolled his eyes and grabbed a dish towel. After wetting it, he began to carefully wipe the glue off of Blaine’s arm. “I don’t know but I’m having a hell of a time encouraging her to express her creativity while also not making the other children around her cry.”

Blaine thanked him for the glue and eyed the room with another grimace. “It’s a precarious dance for sure. You do a wonderful job.”

Kurt smiled and kissed him just as their children screamed in triumph.

“Dad! Papa! Look! We made slime!” Michael held up a blob of purple goo studded with glitter.

“Can I eat it?” Tracy asked as she squeezed some through her fingers.

“No!” Blaine yelled in alarm at the same time Kurt yelled, “Absolutely not! Don’t you dare put that in your mouth!”

Tracy glared at them for ruining her fun, but then got distracted by the shiny slime. Michael gave her a very brotherly look that said he considered her only a step above an animal.

“Why are you so weird?”

“Am not! You’re weird!”

“You’re the one trying to eat slime!”

“I just asked! I wasn’t gonna do it!”

Kurt took a deep breath and released it as Blaine continued to clean the kitchen. “Kids! Enough!” Kurt interjected, hands on his hips. “Mikey, don’t call your sister weird. Tracy, don’t ever eat anything unless you know it’s food. I will not have fighting on craft day!”

Blaine nodded solemnly in silent support as he scrubbed at a dried pile of goop. He accidentally upset a pile of glitter that puffed out in a cloud and caused him to sneeze.

Michael shrugged and continued to stretch the slime out and whirl it like a jump rope between his hands. Tracy stared down at the small bit in her hand. “I wasn’t gonna eat it,” she grumbled.

Kurt pinched the bridge of his nose in an effort to stay calm. “Alright. Help me and Papa clean up the kitchen and we will all go out for pizza. Deal?”

This was met with cheers of agreement from the two children who took wet paper towels offered to them by Kurt and set to work wiping up glitter. Kurt smiled at how determined they were and grabbed the broom and dustpan.

“Thank you,” Blaine said with a grateful smile.

“You’re welcome,” Kurt replied as he started sweeping. “But buckle up because next craft day is painting and Tracy had me take her by the cemetery for ‘inspiration’.”

“Of course she did. But it’s fine because in the Hummel-Anderson house, we support weird.”

“Absolutely.”

*words used from the scramble:

Candles (pretty sure this is the unscrambled word but shhh don’t tell lol)

scan (scanned)

land (landed)

ascend (ascended)

clean

dances (dance)

deal

#klaine-word-scramble #glee #klaine #klaine fanfiction #fanfic #kirakiwi #oneshot #noideawhywenamedtheirsonmichael #itseemedtofit #future!klaine #blaine anderson #kurt hummel

[thebreakfastgenie]

If you had to make a script for a Billy Joel episode of Glee what episodes would you put in it

Okay so I actually think the Billy Joel episode of Glee did a decent job with the songs it chose:

Movin' Out

Piano Man

My Life

An Innocent Man

Honesty

Just the Way You Are

You May Be Right

They had previously done Piano Man, Only the Good Die Young, Uptown Girl, New York State of Mind, and The Longest Time.

They had no problem using Piano Man again, so I'm going to treat songs appearing previously as no object, that being said I feel less strongly that Only the Good Die Young is essential since it was used in the show elsewhere. Anyway I'm going to come up with seven songs because Movin' Out had seven and that gives me a guide lol. This isn't a cohesive episode plot it's just songs I think would work well, I will think about a cohesive episode plot but I need more time for that.

I would do:

The Entertainer (idk who would sing this but I'm picturing Mr. Schue bringing someone in to mentor the kids about the music business and this person being cynical and singing this song)

You May Be Right (but edited better, christ I hate how they edited it)

Tell Her About It (I see Blaine doing this one)

Allentown (that tank factory you're obsessed with fits in with the dying industrial town theme, also the music video for this is a little homoerotic so Kurt and Blaine could do something with that maybe)

An Innocent Man (in the episode this is used as a teen angst romance thing and it's great, it was kind of a surprising choice to me at the time and it was excellent I would keep it)

Summer, Highland Falls but only if Blaine gets to sing/play piano (I can't stomach a Glee cover of Vienna even though I think Darren Criss could do it so he gets Summer, Highland Falls)

We Didn't Start the Fire (Gwyneth Paltrow's substitute character should do this one. Also I know Mr. Schue becomes a history teacher but it doesn't suit him.)

I know Piano Man is obligatory but fuck that. It's too long and you can't edit Piano Man because Billy Joel will write a whole other song just to yell at you. Also like enough already. Enough.

Some other considerations:

This Is the Time as a Finn/Rachel graduation/breakup situation, featuring the other high school kid couples facing an uncertain future as well

My Life was great in the episode also and I would love to see that again

It's Still Rock and Roll to Me in the context of the kids freaking out because their intel says their competition (that school in the pilot with the steel drum band) is doing something flashy and new and Mr. Schue reassuring them that it's all still just rock and roll and they just need to do what they do

Keeping the Faith in the context of doing an old school throwback number for a competition but I would kill myself if I had to watch Glee do that because old school throwback numbers were my school's show choir's Thing and they won all kinds of competitions and everyone was obsessed with them

Miami 2017 when one of the original kids has a getting fired/quitting/dropping out arc in New York and is being dramatic about it lol

[deathsbestgirl]

so this part of my skinner/memento mori post.

okay so it's like. mulder shows up with flowers and has to inject humor into the sweet thing he did because his partner got bad news. he has to cover his worry because scully is the one with cancer. but they both know. they know.

scully knows this is going to turn his world upside down, and she's already worrying about what it will do to him. (i've already talked about how gentle she is with him here. such a good delivery of earth shattering news.)

mulder didn't fully understand in never again, but he understood enough that he started telling her when she did a good job, told her she should be proud. (something i don't think she lets herself feel often or maybe at all — and i think about the ice queen persona and how much others misunderstand her — and she can't even appreciate his validation because she's terrified "you have something i need")

mulder has to believe there's a way to get rid of the cancer. he cannot accept anything else. if he lets himself believe that...well, you know.

there must be some people who have received treatment for this...

yes there are.

the mufon women are already on her mind. she called him. told him first. because mulder is the one with answers. mulder knows the truth and doesn't push her to confront it. because she's afraid. afraid of what happened to her, afraid to believe. afraid of what it means. but now she has cancer and it's a lot harder to avoid.

then the scene with kurt crawford.

scully started on this path with him. she knows why but she's still in denial. she's afraid to let herself believe the truth of her cancer. and he gently prods her (he's always kind, always tender). when she shuts him down, he says okay and tells her to put her back up against the work. the work steadies her. she's not at the point yet where she can fully lean on him.

mulder has been investigating, learning what kurt crawford knows, reading everything he can get his hands on.

he's telling her about it but she called for a reason.

penny northern told scully she remembers her, from the place. they let penny comfort her after the tests. scully couldn't hear any of it from the mufon group, can barely hear it from penny now. the kindness these two women shared with each other. penny got her to the point that she's ready to be treated.

scully still isn't confronting where her cancer came from, but mulder & penny get her a few small steps closer.

scully asks him for help. to bring her stuff, call her mom and he'll be right there.

and here. i talked about it already. but scully is going to fight, she's going to face it. she needs answers. mulder needs answers.

scully is going to keep working, because she can't leave mulder like this. she's going to keep working because they still have work to do and it's the only way she can face what happened to her. the x files, in a warped way, are her safe place. at work, she's strong and capable. at work, she has a partner with her who is there for everything.

the only way scully can face her abduction is with mulder. his validation, his strength, his support. his love, his belief, his relentlessness. scully's afraid to believe but she's never been afraid to believe in him. and that's what will save her, what will save both of them.

#dana scully #mulder and scully #memento mori #cancer arc #txf quotes #the x files

[lilyvandersteen]

Home Away From Home Chapter 1: The Hotel From Hell

Chapter summary:

This chapter is from Kurt's point of view. He's an inspector in this story, and we get some insight as to how that's become his profession. And of course, he likes Blaine at once, but doesn't want to show it because that wouldn't be professional, now would it? 

Many thanks to my beta @hkvoyage!

You can also read this story on AO3.

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Chapter 1: The Hotel from Hell

Kurt wished the manager of the hotel he’d just inspected a good afternoon and promised he’d send her his report and recommendations as soon as possible.

She smiled and thanked him and his colleague Artie.

Artie smiled back. Kurt didn’t.

This hotel had passed their inspection with flying colours, yes, and the manager had been nothing but courteous and accommodating, true, but Kurt still liked to keep his distance. He felt like his function demanded that.

Kurt helped Artie into the van and secured the wheelchair.

“These guys really did their homework, huh?” Artie said. “Nice for a change, not having to lay down the law, because they’re already doing everything they should even without us having to point out this or that during our inspection. Very nice hotel, too. I liked it. Things are going well today. Let’s keep that going.”

Kurt, who was now checking their schedule for the day, groaned.

“Stomach ache?” Artie inquired. “I got antacids here somewhere, hang on.”

But before Artie could dig up the medicine, Kurt shoved the schedule under his nose. “Look where we’re heading next!”

“Lima, Ohio? Ugh, no… Is that…?”

“Yep, the final inspection at the hotel from hell. With that rude guy who seems to think it’s perfectly okay to take money from guests for beds that break their backs, food that might make them ill…”

“And who treats me like I’m subhuman because I use a wheelchair,” Artie added grimly.

“We’re not granting him any more time to fix stuff,” Kurt said. “Last time, he hadn’t done ANYTHING on the very long list of issues he had to deal with. And he just laughed in our face about it. I can’t fathom why our boss gave him another two months’ time.”

Artie shrugged. “Smythe’s father forced the issue. Told Rick in no uncertain terms that he and everyone who worked for him would be replaced if we made trouble for his son.”

Kurt’s eyes narrowed. “So that’s the way it is, is it? Well, that smirky meerkat isn’t the only one with an influential father. I’m going to close down that hotel today, and you will back me up, and if Smythe Jr. so much as dares to breathe in my direction, I’ll sic my father the senator onto him.”

They drove to Lima in silence, each of them lost in thought.

Kurt spent the drive thinking about his father. At sixteen, he’d almost lost his father to a heart attack. Then, Burt had been diagnosed with cancer and had spent years battling it.

After Kurt had graduated high school, he’d chosen to study at Ohio State so he could stay close by.

Yes, Burt had remarried in the meantime, and yes, Carole looked after him well, but Kurt hadn’t wanted to risk moving so far away he wouldn’t be able to make it to the hospital in time if Burt had another episode.

Luckily, Burt’s health improved, and soon, Kurt was happy to be nearby for another reason: Burt ran for office and ended up becoming a senator for Ohio, a feat he’d only managed because his son had run a very successful social media campaign for him.

Through Burt, Kurt scored a government job for himself and his high school friend Artie. Inspecting hotels was not what he’d ever imagined himself doing, but unlike fashion design or acting, it was a steady job with good benefits, which was rare and valuable in this Rust Belt town.

It wasn’t easy work, though. So many hotel managers shrugged off Kurt’s safety concerns and did anything to cut costs, frustrating Kurt no end. There were those, too, that became aggressive when Kurt took away their hotel license, threatening him and sometimes even assaulting him.

Thank heavens Kurt was fit, young and well-versed in self-defence. That had always saved him so far. He couldn’t imagine doing this job until he was in his sixties, though.

When they arrived in Lima, the first thing Kurt noticed when he drove onto the hotel’s parking lot was a van that had mice and cockroaches and other unsavoury beasts depicted on it, and the promise to get rid of that vermin for you, with a phone number under it in big red numbers.

Was it possible that Smythe had turned over a new leaf?

Ugh. Too little, too late, anyway. This hotel would not stay in business one day longer, if Kurt had anything to say about it. And fortunately, he did.

Kurt helped Artie out of the back of the van, and together, they headed towards the hotel.

“Still no ramp,” Artie remarked.

He’d spoken too soon, though. A guy from the hotel staff spotted them, called for two others, and they quickly brought a few sturdy planks Artie could use to get inside.

“Thanks,” Artie said, “though you guys need a permanent ramp here.”

“Working on it, sir,” said the staff member who’d first spotted him, shooting the both of them a brilliant smile. “This is just a temporary measure. The ramp has been ordered and should arrive tomorrow. Do you have a reservation?”

Hmm, never heard anything like that before when I came here… Smythe finally got serious about this, did he? Well, he’s too late, and I’ll tell him so. Too bad for his new employee, though. Polite, welcoming and with a can-do attitude – yes, it’s a pity, all right. I’ll see if I can find another job for him in a hotel nearby. Put in a good word for him.

He couldn’t help but notice that the employee was classically handsome and totally his type. Plus, he’d caught a glimpse of the guy’s ass while he was arranging the temporary ramp for Artie. Delectable! So if the guy was thankful for Kurt’s help finding him a new job, one thing could come from another…

Kurt smothered that line of thought before it caused problems in his pants, and firmly reminded himself to stay professional at all times.

Out loud, Kurt announced that he wasn’t a guest. “I’m Inspector Hummel, and this is Inspector Abrams. My colleague and I are hotel inspectors, and we are here to see Mr. Smythe.”

The staff member’s eyes widened and his mouth fell open. Clearly, he had not been informed of their scheduled inspection.

He rallied fast, though, plastering a smile on his face again. “My name is Blaine Anderson, pleased to meet you. You were looking for Mr. Smythe? I’m afraid he no longer owns this hotel. It belongs to my brother now.”

“Yes, we’re here for the final inspection that will decide whether or not this hotel keeps its licence…” Kurt started to say, and then it sank in. “What did you say? The hotel has changed owners? When exactly? And why weren’t we informed of this?”

Anderson managed to keep his smile on. “The sale has only just happened, that’s probably why. My brother bought this property last week, and sent me here to oversee the renovations.”

“Our department should have been informed straight away!” Kurt snapped at him. “By filling in a form on our website, it’s easy as pie. Ugh, why am I even bothering to explain… I’ll fill in the form myself. Identification please. And I’m going to need the ownership documents too.”

Anderson rushed off to get the documents, while Kurt took his laptop out of his briefcase, logged in on the website and found the right form to fill in.

“Artie?” said a female voice behind Kurt.

Both Kurt and Artie turned around.

“Tina!”

Artie sounded glad to see the woman. There was something familiar about her. Where did Kurt know her from?

“Good to see you! It’s been ages – I haven’t seen you since high school!” Artie said to Tina. “How have you been?”

Oh, right. Now Kurt remembered. Tina hadn’t been in the AV club with Artie and Kurt, but she’d dated Artie for almost a whole school year. Then she’d hooked up with someone else during a summer camp, and Artie had been history. He’d been quite broken up about it.

“What are you doing here?” was Artie’s follow-up question, and when Tina told him she was here to help with the renovations, Kurt knew straight away what Artie would say.

And yes, Artie proved just as predictable as Kurt had feared.

“Well, seeing as you’ve only just started renovating, it doesn’t seem fair to inspect the hotel right this minute. Let’s give you some more time to fix all the issues of the place. Maybe…”

“Artie!” Kurt interrupted his colleague. “A word, please.”

He gestured for Artie to come and confer with him.

Artie rolled his eyes, but steered his wheelchair in Kurt’s direction.

“What?”

He sounded belligerent. It looked like it wouldn’t be easy to swerve Artie from his position.

Internally, Kurt groaned, cursing Artie’s love for pretty girls and the stupid decisions he made because of it.

“Artie, you know this hotel should have been closed down months ago! There are so many things wrong here. We can’t in good conscience let this establishment continue to have paying guests when that puts them in danger. And it does, you know it. There’s vermin, the electricity is faulty, it’s actually dangerous for people’s health and safety to spend the night here. We simply can’t let that continue. We CAN’T.”

“The vermin is being seen to at the moment,” Anderson told them, panting a bit from running so hard, and handing Kurt his driver’s licence for identification as well as the ownership documents. “We called in a pest control firm, and they’re dealing with the problem right this minute. The electrician has made his rounds earlier this week, and will start fixing things next Monday. We’ve had a plumber come and look at the place too, but his schedule was too full to start on the repairs right away. Those are scheduled for next month.”

While Anderson explained what his team had been doing so far, Kurt quickly filled in the online form to notify his department of the change of ownership and submitted it.

“Well, there you go! It’s not fair to punish the new owners for everything Smythe did wrong,” Artie argued. “They mean to set things right. They’ve already gotten started, this guy says so – sorry, didn’t catch your name…”

Anderson smiled at Artie, and introduced himself again as Blaine Anderson, brother of Cooper Anderson, the new owner. He shook Artie’s hand, and offered his hand for Kurt to shake it as well, but Kurt just glared at him, displeased with how easily Artie let himself be swayed.

Anderson’s smile faltered, and all at once, he looked less cocksure and very, very young.

“Remember everything Smythe promised us?” Kurt reminded Artie. “Nothing ever came of it.”

He turned to Anderson. “Excuse me for being sceptical, but you seem like another Richie Rich with a silver tongue whose only experience with renovating is playing Homescapes on his cell phone. Why would I believe a word you say? I’m not falling for that again. Trust fund babies like you need to learn that hotels are not playthings. That the guests staying here matter, and deserve a decent place to stay. That there are rules and regulations, and that hotel managers have to toe the line or they’ll lose their licence.”

Anderson’s brow knit, but before he could say a word, Tina came to his aid.

“Blaine is NOTHING like that smarmy Smythe,” Tina yelled at Kurt. “When he says he will do something, he will.”

“I’ll believe that when I see it,” Kurt said, his voice barely louder than a whisper, but cold as ice.

He turned back to Artie. “We’ve been here twice, to inspect this hotel, and it’s the worst case we’ve ever had on our hands. Safety and health violations in all categories. If it had been up to just me, this place would have been closed down months ago. But Mr. Smythe got extra time to fix things, twice, and today was to be the final inspection. We were clear on that. We’ve always been clear on that. If things were not A-OK today, the hotel licence would be revoked.”

Artie sighed. “I know that, but you could at least give the new owner the benefit of the doubt. And more time to fix things. They’ve only just arrived.”

“I could show you what issues we’ve fixed already?” Anderson offered readily, the smile back on his face. “And I can tell you what’s on the planning for the weeks to come. Obviously, there might be things mentioned in your inspection report that I haven’t thought of so far, but I’m willing to do everything that’s needed to make this a safe and healthy quality establishment, I assure you. We have the same goal.”

Anderson ran to the reception desk and came back with a clipboard, which he shoved under Kurt’s nose.

Kurt saw a checklist not unlike the ones he drew up himself while inspecting hotels. Next to every item was the name of the firm or specialist who would be dealing with the issue, as well as the projected timeframe in which that would happen.

The issues that had been dealt with already had checkmarks next to them, and there were quite a few.

He nodded. “All right, show me.”

Half an hour later, trailing after Anderson, who was taking them on a tour of the hotel to show what had been done so far, Kurt acknowledged that Anderson and his team had certainly not been twiddling his thumbs in the week they’d been here.

The place looked cleaner and smelled a lot better now that the air conditioning was actually working, and the new furniture looked a lot sturdier and better quality.

“Okay,” Kurt conceded, “I can see you’ve been working hard and that matters have already improved, so we’ll compromise. Artie and I will grant you an extra couple of months, Mr. Anderson.”

Anderson nodded like a bobble-head, a thousand-watt smile back on his face, and Tina looked pleased as well, but Kurt wasn’t done speaking.

“We’ll also give you a copy of our last inspection report, with the full list of all the issues that need to be tackled, and we’ll come to check up on you at least once a week, to make sure you actually do the work you’ve promised to do. Deal?”

Anderson didn’t seem daunted at all, still nodding and smiling. Tina seemed less happy at the prospect of being inspected every week, and Artie was shaking his head.

“Every week? That’s overkill, man!” Artie protested. “Make it every month, and we have a deal.”

“Every two weeks then, and that’s final. It’s not like this place is far away, Artie. It’s Lima. We pass by this hotel every day. It’s no big deal to drop in for five minutes. I’ll do the inspection, and you can shoot the breeze with your friend Tina here.”

“All right, then. Deal.”

Kurt turned to Anderson. “I’m going to need your e-mail address, so that I can send you the inspection report and the list of issues that need to be addressed.”

“Certainly, sir, let me jot that down for you. And as soon as you’ve sent me the list, I’ll tackle all the issues I haven’t thought of so far, planning all the work, ordering materials and contacting professionals and so on, and I’ll send you the definitive schedule as soon as I’ve been able to draw it up. That should make the follow-up easier.”

Kurt had to hand it to the guy – he was polite to a fault and perfectly cooperative. Maybe, just maybe, this wouldn’t remain a disaster zone now that it had been taken over by someone who seemed competent.

Here’s hoping…

Ten minutes later, Artie and Kurt arrived at Artie’s place, and Kurt helped him out of the van.

“Well, that was a nice surprise, for sure,” said Artie.

Kurt hummed non-committally.

“Maybe they’ll actually turn this hotel into a nice place.”

Artie sounded hopeful, and Kurt hated to be a downer, but it had to be said. “Let’s just wait and see if Anderson does what he says, or if it’s just empty talk again, like it was with Smythe.”

“Tina wouldn’t be friends with a rat like that!”

“We’ll see. All right, see you tomorrow, bud.”

While Kurt drove on home, he found himself hoping that Artie was right. He thought of Anderson’s warm smile and expressive eyes, and wished that he had shaken his hand instead of refusing to in a fit of pique. Not the best first impression. Yes, he had a job to do, but he could remain civil all the same.

He wondered how long it would take before he got that promised schedule. No matter how long it took, he’d stop by the hotel two weeks from now to check up on things.

A smile crept onto his face at the prospect of seeing Anderson again.

Who’d have ever thought he’d look forward to another inspection of the hotel from hell?

#klaine fanfiction #klaine prompt reverse bang #enemies to lovers #artist: justgleekout

[rememberingnayarivera]

finn got away with so much not just in the show but like within a very small part of the fandom aswell. they definitely don't give other members of the glee cast the same grace as they do finn.

that whole situation with santana and finn showed me just how unserious some of that fandom are. how are you more mad at santana for slapping finn than you are at finn for literally ruining her relationship with her family? so unserious. wilddddd how RIB handled that whole thing.

It still pisses me off that there are people in the fandom that believe Santana deserved to be outed cause what she said to Finn. Karofsky physically bullied Kurt to the point he didn’t feel safe at school anymore and transferred but he still didn’t out Karofsky. But that doesn’t matter cause Santana is a bully that made fun of Finn’s body so bad he was hurt so he hurt her so that is okay smdh.

I don’t think fans believe Santana deserved to be outed because they’re unserious. They just really don’t like Santana because their hate for her is underlined with racism, misogyny, and homophobia.

That SL was handled very poorly. RIB didn’t write it but they did approve it. Matt Hodgson wrote it. Idk if you know that. He’s also responsible for Brittany being extremely daft in later seasons. Which is why fans used to call him Flopson. He’s not a very good writer. He only got the job cause he is a friend of RM.

#anonymous

[the-official-account]

Episode 22 3o❤️s

I've just been sitting here rotating them in my mind so I'm gonna do another episode

What I love about podcasts is how they make me permanently associated a certain feeling with this opening music in a pure Pavlovian response. The absolute adrenaline hit I got from the Desperado opening music was craaazya an now three of Hearts makes me 🥰🥰🥰

Essay's ability to repeat the word "crystallis's" is astounding.

Namesake AND relative. Okay. Okay okay okay I'm normal I'm so normal!

Diamond agreeing with the plan or not is the difference between consensual kidnapping and uhhhh kidnapping.

"If diamond doesn't trust queer creeper we might be able to get away with just heisting diamond, we don't need diamonds cooperation" HFODGSODGKZVSZ THATS JUST KIDNAPPING BUT OKAY!!!

"we can kidnap diamond consensually or by force" 😂😂😂😂 okay I get this as like a witness protection thing but damn

"a find my phone but for the people you've adopted" VDODHKSBSKD. I love this podcast about vellum, spar, and their strange child who is their age

Loving this strange shadowy room that definitely has nothing lurking in the corner

"STANDING IN THE CORNER IS A PERSONS OUTLINE" BECAUSE OF COURSE

Bxksgskdgs he says EXCUSE ME

NOT THE STEALTH CHECK JOKER IM DEAD

A HILARIOUS introduction to voracity

Ipswitch is such a nerd... WHEEEEW GETTING CAUGHT IN THAT WAS NAAAARROWLY AVOIDED

I get this nagging feeling that no matter what diamond is not gonna be with the agents by the time shit shakes out.

"diamond has a method of circumventing free will" is diamond altered? This was definitely mentioned in just not sure. But that means they mind controlled Kurt or something, right? I wonder if voracity can suck people's alterations out of them or something.

Ooooh locate person spell yeah...

Spar just *goes*...yeah. yeah that's spar. Go get 'er!

"if something happens and spar gets murdered, whatever" NOT WHATEVER. I WILL CRY

Here I am like oh, I love this little fight it is so cute and harmless and really shows off who they are as people so nicely and then—

"are you saying I'm not a good enough fields agent?"

"yes. I am" spar noooo

VELLUM PUNCHES HIM? OKAY KING MAYBE NOT THE APPROPRIATE RESPONSE EMOTIONALLY BUT IM SO HERE FOR THIS. THE DRAMA. TAKE NO INSULTS!

TWO SUCCESS TO PUNCH. TWO TO RESTRAIN. OH MY GOD.

"and kaolin vellum can't throw a fucking punch" okay part is me is SO MAD right now but the larger part is me is eating up all this info about spar, I didn't know he got like this

JAKUB THIS IS NOT GREAT TIMING IM FUCKING DEAAAAD.

'if you're gonna be dead can I at least uhhhh do my job?'

"This is what I'm for" ugh. Ugh. OUCH.

"I care too much about you for you to get hurt, you know that right?"

"SPAR DID NOT KNOW THAT"

... "HE DOESNT WANNA HAVE TO TELL ANY OF THE OTHER FELSPARS THAT SOMETHING HAPPENED TO SPAR WHEN HE WASNT THERE" OH IM SHAKING.

I was warned about this episode but I was not warned

"You got it kid. Sir" that's cute.

Wow I have so many emotions in my body right now.

HE CHECKS HIS TIE AND DIEBDKDBSKDBDISVS

"be careful"

"I always am"

"that's a lie—DAMMIT SPAR"

But the cheek kiss. Oh my god the cheek kiss. I feel like people get so wrapped up in mouth-kisses that they sometimes forget the simple shit like hugs and kisses on the cheek can be just as emotionally impactful if not more in context. The cupping his face. This. mmmmmmmmmmMMMM!!!!!!!

God I love them. I love them. I love them so much.

Spar and Xbala's friendship is so precious. Everyone is so precious. I'm gonna cry. but SPAR STOP DUCKING JOKING ABOUT THE IDEA THAT YOU'RE LOVED! GODDAMN!

I'm still loving the groove, this time I am bopping and weeping.

Okay but thinking about a last name in a hypothetical marriage that they hypothetically decide to want they'd probably keep theirs??? For work reasons?? But idk. I was just thinking that "Velspar" is a cool shit name. Kaoliam. Merlin. Maybe not merlin fksgsksgdjdgs

[spar bakes tiny pixie sized cakes for Sorel as he organizes her birthday yearly, doesn't org. His own lets someone else. He's confident in his cakes but otherwise can't really cook]

Ipswitch is a mood, I also love tasks.

Maybe my volume is slightly higher than normal but this end of midtro music seemed extra groovy

It just hit me that there was no heavy content warning at the start of this episode so spar's fine at least for now. I'm not feeling particularly anxious today but knowing that would definitely help a lot of j was :D

"she's not gonna blow up the car" awhhhh

I know he's fine and I'm still worried, but like, in an exciting way

He cuts the radio station in half <3.

I'm imagining Anya giving the guards bad legal advice because I think it's funny. Anya is a "vengeance is best served cold" kinda gal

I love spar saying he wants to pick Anya up because I know she is the size of maybe 2 footballs (exaggeration)

I LOVE THAT THEY KIDNAPPED CARNATION ALSO LMAO. sorry you got muzzled tho bestie that makes me sad....

How are we transporting carnation in the sedan? Or maybe carnation is just really fucking fast because pigs are fucking scary. And then this one has ANTLERS oh my god. I also need to draw carnation

Eughhhh I don't like where this incoming car is going

There are animatics in my head of all the fight scenes that I will never be able to make but know that they are VERY cool.

I WAS SO FUCKING SCARED ABOUT VORACITY BUT THE FUCKING BEARTRAP LMAOOOOOOO

This does imply voracity has some sort of physical ability maybe.

>:( the hosts need to stop being funny they keep making jokes before I can make the jokes. But still "playing whatever card game is the gayest" is SO much fun.

The :0 face..... IPSWITCH!!!! ASK FOR AN ALTERNATIVE DATE OR SOMETHING OH MY GOD

the suits manual (which I know exists but I maintain does not exist exactly because it is funny) — "MAKE PEACE WITH YOUR GODDEX" FFFFUCK.

One success has ME making peace with my goddex.

IMAGING GETTING A BEAR TRAP THROWN AT YOU

"IF NEEDED SPAR WILL FASTBALL SPECIAL ANYA TO THE CAR" 😂😂😂😂

SPAR SPAR SPAR SPAR SPAR STOP FUCKING BEING SELF SACRIFICIAL THAT IS A BLOOD SUCKING VAMPIRE MY MAN WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK SPAR WHAT THE FUCK

JORDAN THE MINUS ONE FLIP WHAT THE FUCK JORDAN WHAAAAAA

Oh shit cool sword shit I love cool sword shit.

THEIR BLOOOOOD TURNS TO STONE? THATS SO FUCKING COOL.

Spar I love you but your hubris —TWO JOKERS. The deck said "fuck you. The timeline."

Ooooh it won't kill a Felspar........SO HE'S GONNA FUCKING SHOOT THEM? VELLUM DEFINATELY DIDNT FUCKING AUTHORIZED THIS BUT I IMAGINE ITS ASSUMED—NO SUCCESSES

HHHHHOLLLLLY FUCK.

VORACITY KNOWS—FUCK YOU VORACITY STOP TALKING ABOUT HIS PARENTS FUCK YOU. CHRIST. GOD. THIS. HUPEHDLJM?

Xbala's gotta be fucking flooring it.

Wheeeeeeew. What a fucking episode. Fuck. Wow. Fuck.

@threeheartscast

#holy....wow. wow. wow wow wow. Wow. hooooooooo #edil chats #three of hearts pod #three of hearts #edil liveblogs three of hearts

[the-90s-music-colosseum]

All right folks I continued the fic. I wrote this partially yesterday and some today but once again... don't expect anything.

Mike looks at the group on the patio and then back to Jonny.

"Probably some award show...or they have the same dealer"

Colin, who took on more of an observant role up until now decides to chime in.

"I mean yeah they did cop together with Mark Lanegan and because of industry ties... but...it's actually a funny story! The two bonded at their lawyers office"

Colin can't help but chuckle; as he takes a sip of Grünwaldbräu, the bassist is blissfully unaware of the circumstances that got his partner into the lawyers office in the first place.

Overhearing their conversation Kurt chimes in. As he takes another drag from the Joint in his hand he turns to his wife.

"Oh man, I completely forgot to tell him about the BBQ. We better call Albarn!"

Courtney takes the Joint from Kurt in a swift motion.

"Oh yeah Damon, how could you forget him?"

Kurt just shrugs.

"Didn't even think I would come to my backyard BBQ. Can you give him a call? I don't feel like getting up right now"

Before Courtney was able to get up to call Damon while ranting about having to always do these things for him; a new voice was heard...

"DO YOU FUCKERS WANT YOUR PIZZA OR NOT?"

The black haired man took it upon himself to enter the house. Layne just opened the door and ran away towards the garden.

"Holy shit... it's ratboy!"

Colin couldn't believe that his Partner just said this out loud. Still, he also couldn't help but smile at Layne's bluntness.

"My Name is Billie and not ratboy. It's not that hard! Now pay for that stupid pizza so I can leave without my boss showing up! This is my last delivery of the day and I want to go home..."

Billie, like most artists trying to make it, took on a regular job to support himself. Batistas weren't as wanted right now so he took the second best thing an artist can do, delivering pizza. 》Los pablos de miel《 is a sketchy store. The owner, a bloke named Yorke, apperently opened it after a messy breakup. The guy is a bit strange, but he pays on time and as long as you do your job on time he won't bother you. However, Billie wasn't on schedule anymore. The clock was ticking...

"Dude we don't have the time to listen to you whine! And why do you just enter my fucking house! I don't want your fucking pizza!"

Courtney was getting pissed but so was Billie.

"No, no it's okay I'll pay I want the pizza"

But before Jonny could reach for his wallet, wanting to deescalate the situation (and a slice of pizza), Billie had a better idea

"Oh now you want the pizza? This one? Go fucking ahead! I'll even serve it"

And with a skillful throw the Pizza landed on the roof of their garage. Everyone was shocked. Including Billie; he really did it. But what if Mr.Yorke shows up and sees the pizza? The black haired man seemed calm, but his thoughts were racist. The silence was finally broken.

"That was so punkrock"

"better call Albarn" "we don't have the time to listen to you whine" "the black haired man seemed calm but his thoughts were racist" I AM CRYING AT THIS. IT IS EVERYTHING

Mark Lanegan appearance too. Respect.

#most attractive 90s musician #asks #gruncharov #jike bbq crack fic #???

[forabeatofadrum]

Ebb and Flow (7/12)

AO3 | S&C | Tumblr

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forabeatofadrum I’m about to tell my dad and brother Well, I started the conversation and then my brother had some weird freak-out about it cause okay let’s be honest I’m the one who changed plans But in my defense it’s not like we had plans in the first place and I,m going to hold that against him so I’m waiting for a nwew cup of coffee and then we’ll talk Wish me luck!

--

Cooper seems genuinely interested in the whole Splatoon 2 thing. Blaine shows him the videos of his plays.

Blaine does a double take when Cooper even asks him if there are tickets for the World Championship left.

“Uhm, I don’t know,” Blaine says, dumbfounded, “It’s a popular event.”

“It is?” his father asks.

“Yes, dad, it is.”

His father looks down to his coffee cup with a contemplative look on his face. He’s been silent during the entire explanation. Blaine quickly explained the basics of the game and the world of competitive Splatoon 2. Then he followed his friends’ advice and he put a lot of emphasis on the good qualities that come along with gaming and then he talked about the music aspect, like he did with Kurt.

It’s all very true and also all a load of bullshit.

Blaine stares at his father and maybe he’s being even more of an asshole, but he sees a possible strike.

“Despite that, this is different from music,” he says, still looking at his father.

Out of the corner of Blaine’s eyes, he can see Cooper’s shocked and yet amazed look.

“Blaine, you know this isn’t what I meant,” his father says with a sigh, “It’s not like you can put this on your resume, can you?”

“Do I have to?” Blaine asks.

“By playing video games. Blaine, I just…” his father pinches the bridge of his nose.

“Dad,” Cooper jumps in, “There is a World Championship and everything.”

Cooper shows their father his phone screen. He’s looked up the World Championship.

Blaine’s father moves closer to the phone to get a better look.

“But what do you win?” he asks and he squints towards the screen. He reaches for the phone, but Cooper pulls back, which makes their father squint even more. “Is there a monetary prize? Can you make a living out of this?”

“Uh…”

This is the one question Blaine didn’t plan for. You get Nintendo points, but you can hardly buy a car with that. And you get some Splatoon 2 merchandise. There’s also a cool cup and you get to meet the producer Hisashi Nogami.

Blaine’s father gives him a knowing look.

“As I said, music’s my job, so this can be my hobby. It’s nice to unwind after practise by playing,” Blaine quickly says, “The competition is just a nice extra.”

“Besides, we’re rich,” Cooper says while he’s scrolling. Of course Cooper says that with such ease. “There’s a reason I can live in Hollywood and Blaine in the nicer parts of New York.”

“Rich or not, it’s always good to be motivated to work hard, Cooper!”

“There’s a lot of protentional with games, dad,” Cooper says and Blaine sits back. This entire situation is playing out so differently than he expected. Cooper’s completely switched sides. “The video game industry is a playground for technological advancement that can be used in other ways.”

“Yeah!” Blaine says, as if he knows what Cooper’s talking about. Cooper’s the one with a tech background, so it must be alright.

Cooper goes back to scrolling.

Their father looks as if his sons just upended his entire world. The idea of video games as a career is outlandish, and then hearing that there’s no big monetary gain must be insane. Blaine knows he could make millions from video games, since streamers do it all the time, but that’s not the same as this.

“But yeah, I am going to the matches.”

“The three of us are barely together, Blaine,” his father then says. Blaine thinks his father knows he can’t talk Blaine out of it and Blaine has to hold back a satisfying grin.

“You can come along, like Cooper. Then you can also see what it’s all about.”

“Won’t do, squirt,” Cooper says from the couch, “It’s indeed sold out. Bummer. I really wanted to see what opportunities it could bring me.”

“What?” Blaine asks him. He jerks his head towards Cooper.

Cooper uses one shoulder to shrug.

“Like I said, the gaming industry is booming. My IT stuff doesn’t reach half of its brilliance, but it’s still an interesting thing to explore. And it would look cool on my Instagram if I show my interest in niche crap like this. That’s what my agent once said.”

Of course.

Of course Cooper was only interested because he saw an opportunity for himself.

Blaine gets up. He needs some time to let this all sink in. He stares his father down.

“I’m going. No discussion.”

Then he walks away to the hallway and he lets out a breath. He checks his phone and he smiles when he sees that Kurt’s sent a message.

someonetocrowdyouwithlove Want to call?

Blaine sees the message and he feels a sense of relief. Yes, he desperately wants to call. He sees that Kurt’s online and he hits the VC button.

“Hey you,” Kurt says when he picks up. He sounds a bit sad. Blaine instinctively checks the date, even though he knows he’s good. Kurt’s dad’s death anniversary is at the end of June, not at the beginning.

“Hey, everything alright?” Blaine asks.

“Yeah. I’m fine. It’s just one of those days,” Kurt says, “It’s almost the anniversary, so I am a bit out of it. I even took some time off from work. I mean, it’s not like The Guy is at work. He took some days off as well.”

“If there’s anything I can do-”

“Hey, none of that now. I came to ask you about your dad. Did you tell him?”

Blaine takes some seconds to think about it. Kurt’s obviously saddened by the upcoming anniversary of his dad’s death, but he also wants to change the subject. And the last time Blaine tried to talk to him about it, it only seemed to make things worse.

Blaine nods to himself.

He cannot upset Kurt. And also, it’s nice to talk about Blaine’s own life instead of The Guy.

“It was… okay-ish,” Blaine eventually says. Maybe it’s not a good idea to do this over VC. Although Blaine knows that there’s no other way. If only Blaine knew Kurt offline. “I may or may not have used my dad’s guilt. I don’t think he believes in it, but you know, he also doesn’t believe in music.”

“Guilt?”

Blaine nods.

“Yeah. He started talking about how he’d support me if I wanted to obtain another non-music related degree and I got mad at him. Then he apologised!”

“Wow,” Kurt sounds equally impressed.

“Yeah, I know right. If only sixteen-year-old-me could see this. But anyway, I then dropped the Splatoon 2 bomb on him and my brother. My brother seemed interested and he even wanted to come along to the matches until I realised he had an ulterior motive. I think they’re a bit bummed that I am ditching them for this, but I also used my brother’s guilt.”

Kurt starts laughing.

“Aren’t you a little manipulator.”

“As my friends would say, I am indeed little.”

Another laugh.

“Well, I wouldn’t know.”

“Right. Uhh…”

Blaine still hasn’t asked Kurt for more than a name, and the wanting grows, especially during these more personal moments. He has to set this wanting aside.

“Anyway, do you have news?” Blaine asks.

Kurt makes a somewhat affirming sound, as if he’s still figuring out if it’s newsworthy or not.

“Yes?” Blaine prompts.

“Well, I’ve been thinking about The Guy a lot. And about what you said a few weeks ago.”

Blaine’s body sags. Of course, The Guy. Never mind! For a second Blaine thought he could avoid it, but no. They can no longer talk about anything without The Guy being mentioned. Kurt said that The Guy isn’t at work, and yet, Kurt still wants to talk. Blaine forces himself to sound interested. It’s easier to mask his displeasure in writing.

“Now that he’s not here, I think it’s time to finally do something,” Kurt says.

“Okay.”

“He’ll be back in a couple of days.”

“Sure.”

“And then I’ll ask him out.”

“Righ- wait, what?”

And Kurt sounds so happy and proud of himself when he talks about how he’s still nervous, but how he’s also proud of doing this. He’s spent some weeks being nice to The Guy and now he wants to make a move. The worst part is that according to Kurt, Blaine’s encouragement and kindness is the thing that made him realise that he cannot wait any longer.

“After all,” Kurt continues, “if I don’t try, then I will always wonder what could’ve happened.”

Yes, Blaine vaguely recalls saying that.

Well. Fuck.

“Let me know how it goes,” Blaine says through gritted teeth.

--

Blaine makes a photo of the theatre and he sends it to the LGBT Splatoon 2 Discord. A lot of excited reactions come in. It’s a relatively small server, so Blaine’s the only one from the server at the matches. Everyone else will have to live vicariously through him.

It’s amazing in the Belasco Theatre. The house is filled and there are cosplayers everywhere. Blaine is wearing a bowtie with pink and green. The colours don’t match completely, but it’s the thought that counts.

His father and Cooper are at the cinema, watching the new Ocean’s 8, but Blaine wouldn’t trade that for this.

He’s seated next to three people who are talking excitedly. When Blaine overhears that they’re talking about being from Ohio, he smiles. The guy who’s next to Blaine notices.

“Ohio?” he raises an eyebrow.

“Ohio,” Blaine confirms and he puts a hand on his chest, “Westerville.”

“We’re from Lima,” the guy says, “Although the three of us now live in New York.”

“No way!” Blaine says excitedly, “I live in New York too!”

The guy extends his hand.

“I’m Sam. Sam I am, I don’t like green eggs and ham!”

The guy next to Sam waves.

“And I’m Mike. I don’t have a nice rhyme to my name.”

“Dude, there’s so many possibilities,” Sam says quietly, and Mike just laughs.

The last guy, who’s sitting at the seat next to the aisle, also extends his hand. There’s a wheelchair parked next to his seat. Blaine has to reach over Mike and Sam to shake his hand.

“And I’m Artie.”

“I’m Blaine,” Blaine says to the three of them.

“Are you here by yourself?” Sam looks past Blaine to see if the person next to Blaine is interested in an introduction.

Blaine nods.

“Yeah, my brother lives in LA so I am visiting here and I decided to go to the championships while I’m here. I wouldn’t want to miss it.”

“Preach!” Artie makes a hand sign, “Competitive Splatoon 2 is so cool. I’d love to try it myself.”

“Same,” Sam echoes.

“Yeah, the three of us are actually thinking about starting a team. We only need a fourth person, but most of our friends who game aren’t interested,” Mike says.

“Puck finds it childish and Finn… well, we miss him every day,” Sam nods. The three friends share a private and sad smile.

“We’re not pros, but we’d love to try,” Artie says.

It’s as if the stars are aligning. Blaine’s just ran into three players from New York who want to try competitive Splatoon 2?

“Well, if I can apply, I have a highlight video of my best plays on my phone,” Blaine says sheepishly.

“Dude, really?” Sam sounds excited.

“What are the fucking odds, man?” Artie sounds equally excited.

What indeed?

The crowd suddenly goes wild as the three commentators take their seats and the four international teams arrive. Blaine, Sam, Mike, and Artie all share an excited grin. It’s time for the show.

--

The next day, the four of them meet up at the Belasco Theatre for the grand finale between the European Backsquids and the Japanese GGBoyz. Blaine knows that as an American, he could’ve rooted for the American SetToDestroyX, but he was rooting for the Australian Yeah Nah, purely for the name. Unfortunately they both got eliminated yesterday.

They plan on chilling out for now. Once the four of them are back in New York and they have time, they’ll start looking into becoming an actual team. Now, they’re just here for the game.

Blaine has told Kurt all about it, and Kurt’s really happy that Blaine’s seemed to hit it off with the three guys. It feels a bit weird to talk so much about Splatoon 2 with someone else. Sure, Blaine has some mutuals on the LGBT Splatoon 2 Discord, but Kurt’s his number one guy for Splatoon 2.

Well, if Kurt can potentially play Splatoon 2 with The Guy for fun, then Blaine can play it with Sam, Mike and Artie for competitions.

Blaine shakes his head. No one can claim the game. He’s just being weirdly idiotic about it.

The gaming will have to wait a little bit, so while the four wait for the finale to start, they get to know each other a bit more. Blaine learns that Artie is an independent film maker. He’s currently working on a short movie about mobility in the big city from a disabled point of view. Mike moved to New York after he studied dance in Chicago and he dances at the New York City Ballet. He’s never had a big role, but he loves what he’s doing. Sam is the only one without a creative career, although he did some modelling. After he achieved his dream of being naked on the side of a bus, he went back to school to become a teacher.

When Blaine tells them that he’s in the orchestra of The Street, the three of them are very excited.

“Yo, I’ve seen The Street five times!” Artie says.

“Really?” Blaine asks. The Street is a popular show, but it’s not like they can beat the big names like Hamilton or Wicked.

“Yeah, one of our friends works there as well,” Mike says.

“Well… ‘friend’,” Sam makes air quotes, “We haven’t really seen or spoken him in quite some time. But we forgive him for it. He’s going through a rough time.”

“Rachel did say that she got a message from him a few weeks ago,” Mike says and Sam and Artie’s heads jerk towards him.

The three of them talk about this friend and Blaine sits back in his seat. He obviously cannot jump in, because he doesn’t know that friend. Maybe he’s run into him backstage without knowing.

Mike notices that Blaine’s leaning away from the conversation and he apologises.

“Sorry, the three of us got caught up in the moment.”

“It’s fine,” Blaine says, although he appreciates the small apology, “And who knows, maybe I know your friend.”

“His name is Kurt,” Sam says, “Does that ring a bell?”

Blaine’s mind immediately goes to his Kurt, but that’s not who they’re referring to. He mentally lists all the names of the colleagues, but there’s no Kurt. There is of course a chance that Kurt is one of the couple of colleagues whose names Blaine doesn’t know, since The Street is a big production. Blaine tells them that.

“Does anyone have a photo of hi-”

Artie gets cut off by the applause. Just like yesterday, the commentators and the teams are getting on stage and after the opening, Hisashi Nogami comes on stage and the crowd goes wild. The camera flies over the audience and at one point, Sam shakes Blaine’s shoulder and he points towards the screen. The four of them are on camera so they all wave exuberantly.

Blaine is so happy he’s here. He can’t wait to tell Kurt all about it. 

--

End notes: You can watch the semi-finals of the World Championship here, and the finals here, in case you’re interested.

#klaine #glee #klaine 321 prompt bang #Klaine321promptbang2022 #k321pb2022 #multichaptered #2022 #holy fuck I wrote #story: ebb and flow

[i-bring-crack]

Gosh I got like, a few Fem Giyuu ideas I wanna share you with bc it's that time of the month again.... I have writer's block.

This one came out from reading webtoons (again)

-A story where Giyuu is transported into an isekai novel as a villainess, but he was a boy in the past and now he's just in a girl's body and has to deal with that as well as dealing with getting her head chopped off by one of the five main leads and oh- what do you mean her childhood friend Sabito wasn't one of them he's fucking hot-- whatever it seems the heroine has bad taste but this villain doesn't.

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Second story got more angst-y

-Giyuu is forced to hide her identity as a woman, no not because there are a few woman in the corps or other stuff like sexism (demons exist, throw that shit out the window for now) but because she had a friend even before joining the corps, that would always be bullied for having a lot of strength and pink hair, so she tried to act like her boyfriend to help her until she found someone who would love her for who she is.

Of course to pay back for the help Giyuu did, Mitsuri would also fight demons with her.

One day Mitsuri decided to present her teacher to Giyuu. It was the new Flame Hashira, who, is it just her or does his face seem red? Is he having a fever? Oh dear she must ask.

Third story, got wild. It was because I was writting about this first when I decided to change the entire storyline. But the idea still remained.

-Giyuu is a, by all means, really weird and extremely special demon who, doesn't need to eat people, or at least doesn't want to kill anyone(trauma cuz she ate her sister) . So as the years pass she finds ways to eat without killing, thus becoming a doctor and eating peoples disposable parts in accidents, while also having another job in the district as an oiran(just like daki, she dissapears for some years to work as a doctor and then comes back) bc, apparently, she can also get nutrients from sperm.

Ehm, yeah oiran Giyuu suddenly meets Sanemi again who she had treated his wounds when he was just 12 years old, and now he's 21 and a demon slayer, she's fucked (in both terms :D)

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Okay so fourth one is a crack ship I was swallowed into.

-Uzui has lived all of his life being tought that his and his's wives lives were nothing but disposable and that the mission was more important than them. That never sat well with him and is the main reason why he left, but 2 years later he finds those dead eyes his brother had in the hashira meeting to announce the new member.

At first, he knows he won't like her, with such an unflamboyant attire and superior attitude, but his views start to change the more he seems to spend with her.

The next years goes by and she finally opens up about her past and just how little she values her life.

Tengen, being as he is, asks for her hand in marriage out of the blue, so that Makio, Suma, Hinatsuru and him can show her that her life is just as valuable as the ones she lost.

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Fifth one is an ask for help bc god do I need it.

Giyuu as Veronica from Heathers

Sabito as JD

Shinobu as Heather Chandler

Daki as Heather Duke

Mitsuri/Kanao as Heather McNamara

Akaza/Ren or Kaigaku/Gyuutarou or whatever bromance that would fit as Kurt Kelly and Ram Sweeney

Mitsuri or Koyuki (Maybe even Nezuko or Tanjiro) as Martha Dunnstock

Like COME ON I can't be the only one that would think it's hot for Sabito to sing "Meant to be yours" LIKE DUDE---

DUDEEEE THE ANGST OH GOD THEM HUGGING AND THEN THEM FUC--

OK I'll stop with my simping.... but I need it. (Then again if don't see this after I finish.... Ok Moon breath, Who were you so long ago, A new beggining, and that re mastering of Mythology Sabigiyuu, I swear I'll get on with it....

But like that will take me until 2022-23 come one I can't be the only fem Giyuu writer here ;-; (I know I'm not but come on, heathers? Anyone???)

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Sixth one is more lighthearted.

I just want.....

Giyuu, being pregnant, and then having kids, and then being loved and smothered a lot by her husband (sorry, can't choose between Sanemi, Sabito, and Kyojuro, I know it must be easy for you  but it ain't for me ;-;. Blame the God artists out there sucking me into their ships like a Bermuda triangle.)

J-j-just fluff, tons of fluff, pike me up with so much sugar I get Type 5 Diabetes

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Seventh one

GODDAMN LADY DIMIT---- I'm sorry, let's start.

-Apperantly, it seems that Demons are not the only monsters that feed on the blood of humans, for there was a woman living in Europe that has lived there for centuries upon end.

Only Three Hashiras where sent to investigate and their Tsugukos take their place in their absence.

And boy will it be a long absence.

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Eight. Lesbionage

Lady Giyuu, a woman of high ranked woman in the taisho period is serving under her doctor's orders to find demons within the upper class. Said nurse is one of the Hashira with quite as many mysteries as faces she has.

(Shinogiyuu, it's just Horny giyuu pining on her nurse.)

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Nine. More lesbians (its a crack ship, but have you seen my user name? )

-Little known fact about Mitsuri, is that her adoration with women goes far beyond the friendship line, especially when she is face with her seniors, who are both incredible in their own ways.

Such distinct personalities and yet their beauty as well as reputation could never be surpassed by her, no wonder they are called the "Poison princess" a "Ice queen"....

Elegant, regal, beautiful... Gods why did she have to fall for the two of them.

-Little known fact about Shinobu is her deadly temper that had suddently dissapeared after her sister's death.

-Little known fact about Giyuu is her sensible heart, too sensible she had to completely lock herself up to appear fine.

-Little known fact about the three was that a misinformed letter carrying Giyuu's crush confession about Mitsuri, their new companion, to Urokodaki, would suddently find itself in the hands of a pining Shinobu.

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Ten...

Give.

Me.

Political.

Concubines.

You know what I mean.

-Men of Harem

V

THIS

Anyways that's all, sorry for tormenting yall about my simping.

+That one Mulan!Giyuu and Captain Shang!Sabito I'm also working on but is still on those damn drafts.

#please #Fem Giyuu #can it be on the rise just for once? #sabigiyuu #sabito #rengiyuu #kyojuro rengoku #sanegiyuu #sanemi shinazugawa #kny giyuu #giyuu tomioka #shinogiyuu? #shinogiyuu #also #Uzugiyuu #MitsuShinoGiyuu #crackship #demon slayer #kimetsu manga #kimetsu no yaiba #DUDE #SABITO SINGING MEANT TO BE YOUR LIKE COME ON #GIYUU WEARING A DIMITRESCU OUTFIT LIKE PLEASE STEP ON ME #god my bi is leaking again #get your horomone ass back to where it belongs #in the pit of shame #ok im done

[gleekto]

Fic: Can't Take My Eyes Off Of You (9/?)

Short Summary: Blaine coming of age in 1969. Columbia University. Hippie!Kurt. Elliott and Sebastian as Blaine’s mentor-friends. Unironic use of ‘groovy’. Coming out and fitting in and falling in love.

Amazing Poster by @caramelcoffeeaddict

Full Chapter 1 (up to day eight) is now on AO3! Read it there for easy reading (and commenting!)

Day One, Day Two, Day Three, Day Four, Day Five, Day 6, Day Seven, Day Eight

Day Nine: Regular (Truly destiny that this word falls on this scene)

Blaine eats dinner at the residence cafeteria with Sam and Tina, pushing around the dry roast beef on his plate. Chewing that gummy stuff seems too effortful when he's preoccupied. Honestly, making coherent comments in the mundane conversation about the pros and cons of the Beatles versus Simon and Garfunkel while replaying his conversation with Kurt in his head is complicated enough.

"Guys, I'm going to catch you later. I've just gotta make a phone call about show choir." The men's glee club, which he is still singing in, has become his cover for all things to do with the Homophile League. It's getting tired really and he knows he really should tell Sam and Tina. Tina is from New York and she even commented at breakfast the other day that the article shaming Earl Hall for hosting the homosexual group was so prejudiced and old fashioned.

"Are they still in the dark ages?" She shook her head to herself. "There's nothing wrong with it, really. This is the late 60's. It's time to let people be free to do what they want. You probably think it's gross," She looked up at him briefly before looking back down at the article. "But I think it's kind of hot." She said it proudly.

"I don't think it's gross," Is all he said.

"How modern of you."

He's more worried about Sam really. He's a guy. And he lives with him. If Sam is uncomfortable, he will be uncomfortable and that is a risky situation. All in good time, Elliott had told him. It's not a rush and it's his choice. He definitely needs to talk to Elliott right now.

He gets back to his blessedly empty room and dials him on his rotary phone. "Hey Elliott. It's Blaine."

"Is everything okay?" Elliott's immediately concerned.

"Yeah, why?"

"It's 9pm on a weeknight and wait - Did I forget a meeting or something? Sebastian's here and I think we got a little distracted-" Blaine can just picture the smirk on Sebastian's face in the background. He wonders if they have clothes on. And immediately wants to stop wondering. He guesses he doesn't usually call Elliott out of nowhere.

"No, no. I just - umm, I have some news?" Elliott hums in interest. "Turns out, that my friend, Kurt, you know from the-"

"Yes, Blaine. We know Kurt." That's Sebastian listening in the background. Back seat driver.

"Well, he is gay."

"Blaine, we know." Sebastian again. Elliott chuckles.

"I think the bigger news here is that you finally figured it out."

"How were you so sure?"

"Call it a sixth sense, takes one to know one. Been around the block - that kind of thing," Elliott says. "Oh yeah, and that he came to the Homophile League meeting. Honestly Blaine." Blaine can just see him rolling his eyes. With affection, though.

"The real question is why you didn't know, Blaine. What are you so afraid of?" Sebastian always cuts through the bullshit.

"Whatever Sebastian. I was just being respectful."

"And being a homo is disrespectful because..."

"Okay Seb, that's enough. Excuse me while I swat him away," Elliott says. "It's great, Blaine. We're always glad to have a new member of the team."

"And I declare it's officially your job to welcome him." Sebastian and his smug tone. Blaine loves and hates the implication. Because Kurt is attractive. And he is gay. Obviously Blaine has to make sure Kurt knows that he's not just lusting after him, that they are friends. Or he risks scaring Kurt away.

After their joint class the next day, Kurt wants a coffee before heading home and they end up finding themselves at a corner table sipping watered down campus cafeteria coffee made better by whole milk and sugar cubes.

"Do you miss home?" Blaine asks.

"Do I miss Lima, Ohio?" Kurt grimaces. "Look at me, Blaine." Blaine appreciates Kurt's always edgy outfit of the day - today plaid orange and brown bell bottoms with a silk brown button down shirt and an orange scarf around his neck. High fashion hippie, he's termed it in his head. "I spent a lot of years standing out - not in the good way -"

"And now it's in the good way," Blaine smiles at him. Kurt shakes his head with a little blush.

"I don't know about that, but I mean, I miss my dad sometimes, but I don't miss Lima. Do you miss Westerville? The guy you had a crush on? Your best friend, you said."

"Oh that? Yeah, that's Thad," Blaine waves dismissing the idea. "He's not gay, though. Doesn't know about me either. I don't know if I had a crush on him, or just the idea of him. I feel like all gay guys must have crushes like that."

"Not me." Kurt shakes his head. “Not at my backwards school. All my friends were girls. The guys I knew left much to be desired," Kurt frowns at the memory. "Greasy football players throwing me into lockers were not exactly my type."

"I'm so sorry, Kurt."

"Jokes on them really because they're working pumping gas at the Lima station and I'm in New York City studying Arts. They've peaked. I haven't even started."

"'Course not." Blaine looks at Kurt and takes a sip of his coffee. "I wasn't that brave in high school."

"Brave for getting beaten up by the football team?"

"I just spent my whole life trying to fit in - dress a certain regular way, play sports, fix cars-"

"I can actually fix cars, by the way. My dad's a mechanic."

"Of course you can," Blaine shakes his head. "I shouldn't be surprised by your zig zag. But I still am." Kurt is the coolest. "I just was so afraid of standing out. You just aren't," Blaine shrugs his shoulders and looks down.

"I just stood out. Wasn't even trying."

Blaine looks up and smiles. "Yeah," The blush rises on his cheeks. "I may have noticed you in our music history class."

Kurt crosses his arms. “I thought you didn’t know I was gay.”

“Well, it only crossed my mind because your clothes were way too cool to just be a hippie and you know, some stereotypes are worth embracing. Have you seen the hippies sitting on the campus green? Not exactly camera ready. I just didn’t want to assume or you know, hope.” He looks down quickly. He probably shouldn't have said that.

"Yeah," Kurt sighs but he smiles. If he feels uncomfortable from Blaine's confession, he doesn't react. "My superior fashion sense gets me every time. I did not notice you," Blaine crosses his arms back but Kurt looks like he's about to burst out laughing so he can't be too insulted. "As in, I mean, like I wouldn’t have known about you except for the dorm rap.”

“Like I said, I guess I try to fit in.”

“That’s what I thought about all those gays at the Homophile League before your rap session - it's why I hadn't even tried. I thought it would be a plea for tolerance because we're all just regular joes and I’ve wanted to get away from regular joes my whole life. I'm just not one.”

“And now that you know us?”

“I don't know about the rest of them, but you, you're not so regular.” Kurt smiles, cheeks flushed and pink and Blaine is sure his cheeks are matching. Blaine isn't sure if Kurt's handsome or gorgeous or what he's supposed to think but he feels butterflies and mildly nauseous sitting with him like this. Whatever it is, Kurt is hot. God, he should not let himself think these thoughts. "You have red shoes after all."

Blaine laughs out loud. "I do. And Kurt," Blaine pauses, "just wait until you see my bowtie collection."

#klaine spring fling #can't take my eyes off of you #gleekto writes

[aliwritesfic]

The Night Shift part 10 (F!Reader x Frankie Morales)

Summary: back to work :( frankie and the boys are sweeties tho

W/C: 1.3k

Warnings: none I think but its late and i'm probably wrong so pls let me know if i need to add some

AN: this is just a quick lil filler chapter before a biiiiig one on either friday or monday, depending on when I finish it, but I wanted to get this one out because part 11 might be late because im very in my Feels about it (and i think you will be too)

Spotify

Part 1 Part 11

Frankie noticed every time your head snapped up, shadowy eyes darting towards the diner door. He noticed how your shoulders would lose some of their tension in relief whenever it was just a group of kids, or an elderly couple, or one of the people he’d come to realise were regulars to the diner.

You wore long sleeves tonight, telling him before leaving that it was to cover the ‘ugly ass’ bruise on your wrist. The less questions the better, you said with a smile that hadn’t reached your eyes.

Frankie carefully organised a stack of choc-chip pancakes on a gleaming white plate and set them on the window. You shot him a confused look – there weren’t any orders.

“You look hungry,” he told. Your face softened as you took the plate and grabbed a set of cutlery. It was nearing 1, and you were always hungry at 1.

“Do you know of any decent not-a-total-rip-off moving companies?” you asked after swallowing a mouthful. Frankie nodded.

“Yeah, me and the boys.”

You narrowed your eyes at him. “No. You’ve already done so much I can’t ask you or any of your friends to give up one of their days just to get my shit back.”

“Well, yes you actually can,” Frankie countered, “and if the boys know something is important to me then they’ll help.”

“This is important to you?” Frankie fixed you with a stare and a raise of a brow. The look was one of pure are you serious right now? You threw up your hands and shrugged. “Okay, okay, I get your point. I’ll pay you guys, obviously.”

“Just a case of beer,” Frankie said. Tom might want money, but then against it was unlikely Tom would show up: he was leaving on Thursday. “Listen, just tell me the day you wanna do this and we will be there. I promise you that.”

You finished the pancakes and handed the plate back. “I was gonna let Lou know I wouldn’t be available on Friday night and get it done then.”

“Perfect, three-day weekend,” Frankie grinned. You smiled back, the first true smile he’d seen all night, and turned to greet a trucker who had just arrived.

Frankie grabbed his phone out of his pocket and opened the group text chat.

Catfish: Who’s free Friday for a favour?

Given the time, he wasn’t expecting an answer from any of them, so he was shocked when Benny texted back straight away.

Benny: Whatever it is, William and I are in. Even murder.

Catfish: It’s (probably) not going to come to murder. Just need help moving the girl I work with into her new place.

Pope: oh the 1 youre in love with? yeah ill help and ill bring that photo too

Frankie narrowed his eyes at the screen. He wouldn’t go so far as to say in love, so he decided to ignore that.

Catfish: It’s too expensive to hire moving ppl, so I said I’d help her, plus her ex is a cunt and I don’t know if he’ll try shit if it’s just her there

Pope: is she still there?

Catfish: No she’s staying at mine until she gets her stuff into her new place

Ironhead: Is this the guy you KO’d?

Catfish: Ok 1 why are you all awake? And 2 where did you hear that??? I didn’t KO him btw, but I could have if I felt like it.

Ironhead: I didn’t put my phone on silent

Ironhead: And I heard it from Benjamin. You know he loves gossip.

Benny: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Catfish: ????????? how did you do that?

Benny: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Frankie rolled his eyes and put his phone back in his pocket. They were impossible to talk to at this time of night, and he could already see that the conversation would just go in circles. He would find out how Benny made that weird little face though.

“Hey,” Frankie waved to get your attention, “the boys said they’d be happy to help, and they’ve all got pick-ups so no need to hire a moving truck.”

You looked confused, your eyes darting to the clock. “You spoke to them already?”

“Yeah, they’re light sleepers,” Frankie said. “Old army thing, I guess.”

You cleared your throat and blinked rapidly, “well, uh, let them know I’ll buy them all dinner as well as a case of beer each and money for gas. Whatever they need.” Frankie knew the boys wouldn’t accept your money, but he also knew you wouldn’t take no for an answer. This was something you could sort out Friday, he decided. If he was being honest, he was interested to see how would win that battle of wills. His money was on you. His money would always be on you.

~*~

“Can we go to the store quickly?” You asked, climbing into the truck next to Frankie once your shift was over. You were beginning to think of it as Your Spot now. Your spot, next to him, so close that if you wanted to you could reach out and hold his hand, lean over and kiss him.

“Yeah, what’d you need?” Frankie pulled out of the tiny diner parking lot and onto the road. Your cheeks heated slightly.

“A rotisserie chicken,” you mumbled, staring at one particular spot on the dash. “Sometimes when I’m . . . going through emotional turmoil I just need to eat. And I want a rotisserie chicken more than anything else right now.”

Frankie grinned his white toothed smile and you felt a little better about your habit. “That sounds like a fantastic idea, we should get two, one each.”

You smiled back, buoyed by the idea. The one and only time you had brought this up to Kurt, he had shot the idea down, grabbed your sides and commented on your weight. You knew there was nothing wrong with your weight, that there wasn’t no matter what size you were, but the comment hurt nonetheless.

But now you sat here in Frankie’s truck, and he seemed delighted with the idea of eating a whole rotisserie chicken in one sitting at 8AM. He drove to the grocery store, singing along to Stevie Nick’s Edge of Seventeen.

“I’ll go in, you wait here,” Frankie flashed you with a grin and raced into the store. You sat back, relaxed, and closed your eyes. You had been happier in the past twenty-four hours with Frankie than you had been almost the entirety of Kurt. You found yourself imagining a life with him; dinner at his cosy table, a new record playing every night, talking about your day at whatever jobs you had. Life with him would be comfort, it would be home. Your heart quickened at the thought of laying beside him each night in bed, bodies pressed against each other, skin against skin, delicious warmth -

His return snapped you out of your thoughts, the sight of him sent a rush of heat through you. He held a plastic bag in one hand, and keys in the other. “Should we eat these here or at home?”

Home.

The word sent a shiver of hope up your spine. Like he was saying it could be your home too. You moved an inch closer to him, so your thighs barely touched. It was electric though, the kind of touch that felt dangerous and familiar at the same time.

Your eyes met his and you wondered if he was feeling the same thing.

Taglist: @hnt-escape @sharkbait77 @1800-fight-me @annathewitch @darnitdraco @frankiecatfish @punkerthanpascal @nakhudanyx @gracie7209 @quica-quica-quica @pintsizemama @phoenix-of-loki

#the night shift #triple frontier #frankie catfish morales #frankie x reader #frankie morales x reader

[honeysucklepink]

Anyway, Here's Wonderwall (21/?)

Day 21: Work (also on AO3)

“Holy shit.”

Kurt lay in bed, his naked body still thrumming and curled around Blaine’s, his feet tangled in sheets, his hand still slightly sticky with Blaine’s release. The room was dark, save for the moonlight shining through the window, the only sounds beside their breathing being the faint, drunken singing of an Oasis song downstairs. With his other hand he combed his fingers through his hair and off his forehead. That was the best blow job I have ever had.

“Penny for your thoughts?” Blaine whispered.

Oh, the thoughts he had were worth much more than a penny. “That was fantastic.”

“Ooh, fantastic, high praise.”

“I’m serious. That was amazing, Blaine. I saw stars, my body is still buzzing, and I’m pretty sure at some point you may have sucked out parts of my brain through my dick, because I couldn’t make words for a minute.” He patted Blaine’s arm. “Nice work, you’re hired.”

“I’m sorry, I’m what?”

“I asked if you were qualified, you showed your skills, and you are very skilled at that.”

“Why, thank you. So, what exactly am I ‘hired’ for, anyway?”

My boyfriend, silly is what he was about to say, when he heard the distinct sound of a cell phone buzzing on vibrate. Kurt wasn’t sure if he was saved by the bell or irritated at the interruption…possibly a bit of both. They both retrieved their pants from the floor to see whose phone was going off. Kurt reached in his pocket. “It’s my dad.” He pressed the answer button. “Hey, Dad, it’s kind of late.”

“Sorry, kiddo, I thought I was calling soon enough to catch you, time zones and all,” Burt said. “I figured when I hadn’t heard from you that something happened with your flight?”

“Yeah, we got snowed in at the pub. Sorry I didn’t call sooner.” Kurt looked back at Blaine. “We got preoccupied.”

“Well we’ve been through enough Ohio winters, I know you can handle yourself. You keeping warm?”

Kurt blushed, because yep he sure was. “Um, sure Dad. Nice and toasty.”

“And uh, Elliott and Dani, they doing okay? You know Carole’s looking forward to having Dani over. The more the merrier, right?”

“Right,” Kurt said. He glanced back at Blaine for a moment and suddenly got a crazy, presumptuous idea, because he didn’t want whatever this was to end in this pub. “Say, Dad, do you think you have room for one more? There’s a possibility I have another orphan tagging along.”

“Like I said, our home is their home. You just let me know, okay? As soon as your flight’s rebooked, we’ll come pick you up.”

“Thanks. I’m sorry I’m missing out on family time.”

“So long as you’re home by Christmas day, we’ll be fine. Love you, bud. Goodnight.”

“Love you too.” Kurt ended the call and put his phone back in his pants pocket.

“Oh, I’m another orphan, huh?” Kurt turned at the sound of Blaine’s voice. Dumb, stupid, gorgeous, tauntingly naked Blaine, leaning back on his hands.

Kurt crawled back onto the bed and sat across from him. “I mean, you could say no. I was pretty bold to even ask.”

“No, not at all,” Blaine said, leaning in. “The weather and Wes’s appendix pretty much cut our Dickensian Christmas short, anyway. I mean, we’d probably just be spending the holiday in the hospital cafeteria. Wait, do British hospitals have cafeterias? And is the food just as bad?”

“Some ignoramus would probably say ‘no worse than regular British food’,” Kurt said in a purposefully moronic voice. They laughed. “But in all seriousness, Blaine, I don’t really want this to be a one time thing.”

“Neither do I,” Blaine scooted closer to Kurt and rested his hands on Kurt’s thighs, rubbing circles with his thumbs. “I’d love to spend Christmas with you.”

“And after?”

“Oh, after isn’t even a question.” Blaine’s thumbs continued to stroke, inching further towards Kurt’s crotch. “Now, did you really say, and I’m quoting you here, that I ‘sucked parts of your brain out through your dick’?”

Kurt let out a cross between a giggle and a sigh of pleasure. “Oh God, did I?”

“Well, it seems to me you still have some brains,” Blaine bent down and placed a kiss at the tip of Kurt’s cock, already twitching to attention. “And I want to fuck them out of you.”

#klaine advent 2021 #klaine advent: work #anyway here's wonderwall #pink writes things #hey bonus Burt! #interlude I didn't think needed a cut #but the next one? Whoo boy... #Needs a cut and a change of underwear #(Or you can consider this a fade to black and skip the next chapter)

[klaineownsmysoul]

i saw you were talking about perfect gcv , so what are your top five klaine duets and top five solos for both kurt and blaine. i'm really sorry if it's something you'd already answered

Top 5 Klaine duets? Oh boy - even if I had answered this before (no apologies needed), I will always be happy to discuss this. In no particular order:

1) Somebody Loves You - they are all kinds of fun and flirty together and sound and look like they never missed a beat. If you knew nothing about the show, you'd never guess they were exes at this point. Plus the lyrics of the song fit them perfectly.

2) Baby, Its Cold Outside - their first duet together set the bar so incredibly high it was hard to ever top. Their playfulness is a delight and vocally its the first time we all realized just how beautifully their voices blended together.

3) Perfect - for all the reasons I previously mentioned. Its perfect in every way imaginable.

4) American Boy - I love a good "fuck you" moment and this one's a giant middle finger to anyone who thinks either of them would be better off without the other.  It also cements the idea that they choreograph duets together in their spare time - you know, just in case a moment arises where they need to call one up with no advance notice.

5) Come What May - it would be a crime to compile a list of Klaine duets and not include this one. Its heartbreakingly beautiful and haunting: the flashbacks, the set that so perfectly channels "Moulin Rouge," the longing on both of their faces to figure out a way back to each other, and the emotional vocals that sum up their situation.

Top 5 Kurt Solos - again in no particular order:

1) Rose’s Turn - Kurt’s first real big solo on this show and he absolutely killed it.  He poured out his entire being on that stage and sung for his life.  I’ll never forget Burt’s line to him after: “fine don’t sing like you just sung” because it sums his performance up perfectly.

2) Blackbird - I can’t not include his solo from the seminal Klaine episode on this list.  How could one leave off a performance so good that it reaches into someone’s soul and quite literally wakes them up inside?

3) I Have Nothing - its gorgeous and sadly the only time we get to watch Kurt serenade Blaine.  The way he locks his eyes on him and never once wavers from his gaze because he means every single word.

4) The Boy Next Door - a powerhouse performance in every way possible.  Kurt went for this 110% and it showed.  

5) As If We Never Said Goodbye - one of the few times they aired a song in its entirety on the show and if you were going to choose, this was a damn good one to go with.  It sums up Kurt’s arc from McKinley to Dalton and then back to McKinley, which he never wanted to leave in the first place.  

Top 5 Blaine solos:

1) Teenage Dream - I’m counting this as a solo since he was singing lead and I can’t make a list of my favorite things about Blaine and not include this song. I am, of course, referring to the life changing season 2 intro and not the soul crushing sob inducing version from 4x04.  

2) Its Not Right But Its Okay - I love me some sassy!blaine and he just owned the fuck out of this song.  Bonus points for that remarkable black suit the costume dept put him in.  

3) All of Me - his last solo (still pissed btw) but holy crap did he go out with a bang.  Gorgeous and full of emotion; its hard to top the original, but I think he did a damn fine job with this.

4) Cough Syrup - love the vocals, hate that the performance was intercut with DK which makes it unwatchable for me.

5) Against All Odds - I’ve loved the original Phill Collins version for years so I was super excited for one of my favorite people to cover it.  If you ignore the way the show tried to make it seem like this is Blaine singing to Sam (bullshit is not a strong enough word), this is amazing - both the live version and the recorded one.

So there you have it.  I don’t miss glee as a whole, but I miss these three things immensely.

#klaine #klaine duets #blaine anderson #kurt hummel #so many songs #so many memories #anonymous

[deathsbestgirl]

memento mori

i’m ready to be torn to shreds

okay but !!! i’m weak every time scully has a little monologue. the way she speaks just cuts right through me. the words, the rhythm of her speech. yes thank you gillian (+ writers)

the words she’s saying for mulder. speaking to him over anyone else in her life. monumental. they know what they have even if it isn’t voiced or shown traditionally between them.

(i am SO curious — did viewers have any idea that this is what was coming? scully having cancer?)

mulder making his way through the hospital with flowers. making a joke, like he always does. her smile. she loves him so much. but his worry is palpable and he can’t wait for her to tell him so he asks. the way he looks at her !!!!

she’s so GENTLE when she tells him. at the same time though, she’s telling him there’s no hope. eventually, however much time there is, she will die. he refuses to accept that — because there can’t possibly be a life without scully. they’re too entwined, their connection consuming. and she knows this. she know what losing her will do to him…

so they already know who has gotten treatment? like the next scene they’re in skinner’s office. was this part of a past case idr?? when she met all the mufon women?

scully just has no idea what she means to skinner. they’re not close, but he’s someone they want to trust even though he’s a thorn in their sides more often than not. because that’s his job lol but he’s always there when they need him.

she doesn’t want it to be ~awkward. she doesn’t want his concern or pity, or to take leave (as he rightfully expects her to take) — she just wants the go ahead to investigate the source of her cancer. like this woman. these agents. they’re crazy and he can’t tell them no. i LOVE skinner.

and then they learn betsy hagopian is already gone. her fear.

god when they’re chasing kurt crawford and scully’s nose starts bleeding. mulder can’t hide his concern, can’t even let her finish in the bathroom before checking on her 🥺

she’s so BOTHERED when he isn’t in cuffs anymore lmao

this scene makes it so clear that scully really is afraid to believe. she can’t believe she was abducted by aliens or the government and experimented on, resulting in her cancer & probable eventual death. it goes “against” everything she believes in — in her country, her faith. and it’s a terrifying thing even without that.

mulder is so gentle when he tries to encourage her confront it, and she doesn’t seem to want to but she listens & visits penny northern. and i think it’s just so precious the way she listens to him despite how much she doesn’t want to believe & how scared she is, even though she’s trying not to be.

“…i think that we both know that right now the truth is in me and that’s where i need to pursue it…”

he want to stay on the path he’s on to help her, but scully asks for him and he doesn’t hesitate for a second 🥹🥺🥺

scully knew mulder would come & do as she asked, without question, without any doubt. this arc is so painful but it’s my favorite for the leaps & bounds their relationship takes — even if they don’t explicitly voice anything. for mulder, you see it with his gestures & his worry/concern for her. with scully, you see it in the way she’s so vulnerable with him.

maggie scully’s reaction is soul crushing. her fear, her terror is almost unbearable. she can’t lose another child. and she doesn’t want to be protected.

scully writing to mulder — her thoughts & feelings — is so intense. she’s trying so hard to allay his guilt and bring him peace. like. this is the most heart wrenching thing and so fucking heartfelt. i love when we get to see into scully’s mind because it’s always overflowing with love & so many emotions that we only get to ~see rarely.

gods her nightmare. was that a memory? and then penny northern was there for her again. even the way she shows vulnerability with penny is just. incredible. scully still can’t face it though. she doesn’t want to remember or make sense of it, and penny is so gentle with her too. the compassion is just. overflowing

OH GOD. mulder going to skinner.

“i’m pretty damn sure sure she’s never undergone treatment for fertility.” especially not at a federal facility…

he wants a meeting with csm so he can save scully — skinner won’t let him put himself in that position because csm ~deals in lies~ (I LOVE SKINNER WITH MY WHOLE HEART)

and finally FINALLY mulder brings in the gunmen. i love this little family so much.

and god. skinner knows he’ll find csm in THEIR office. how fucking dare he be there?? skinner is so willing to put himself on the line for them, knowing a lot more about what he’s setting himself up for. but he does it because he loves scully (& mulder) and he believes they’re worth it. like literally my heart could explode. i feel like this is the moment you truly know skinner is on their side. he’s done a few things in the past (not letting mulder abandon the x files, wetwired) but this is next level, so far beyond anything.

he has this whole operation going to find out what’s going on with the fertility clinic & scully is writing to him — calling it “his own path” when it’s all for scully. like my dear sweet scully, your paths are the same. they can’t be separated anymore.

and he finds more kurt crawfords. he knows exactly what they are now. (team they were made from scully because they’re so soft and i like this guy.)

the way they’re trying to cure the cancer that’s afflicted all these women. and he finds scully’s ova, they bring mulder right to them. learning scully’s barren. that the abducted women are their mothers. they want to save their mothers 😭

sincerely, the lengths these men go to for scully is so far beyond the realm of possibility and they are INCREDIBLE.

close call with that psycho shooter and mulder SPRINTS to scully’s room, he doesn’t find her but he finds the notebook she’s been writing in. the PAIN.

when byers leads him to scully, the RELIEF in his eyes. penny northern instilling hope in scully again. it’s so good. scully has the softest heart & incredible strength. mulder sat outside the room waiting for scully, giving her that time with penny. then telling her about reading what she wrote and she’s so sad he read it. because she has more to do, she’s not giving up. he has so much faith in her, that she will find the answers & save herself. scully still thinks she’s going to die, but she also believes she can live with the cancer. it’s the ~treatment that can kill a person faster.

she has too much left to do. for all those other women, for the x files, for mulder. for HERSELF. i can’t explain how happy it makes me that she puts herself on the list & that’s what’s most important. the LIGHT in mulder’s eyes when she says it.

mulder calling skinner to tell him he’s right about csm, that there’s another way — and skinner is sitting there with him and says “there’s always another way” and that fucking bastard “if you’re willing to pay the price. mulder was but scully is fighting & that’s all he needed to know. but skinner. he’ll still pay the price in case it’s necessary. again — love this man with my whole heart

#txf txt #mulder and scully #dana scully #fox mulder #walter skinner #the lone gunmen #memento mori #cancer arc

[chocoholicannanymous]

If the Spit Hits the Fan (Glee) Pt XVIII

This is the last part of this. Of a story that I was pretty certain I wouldn’t finish and just posted the bit I had in my scraps and snippets tag for a lark. You read that, and you liked it, and your response made me want to try and finish it. And so here we are, ~29k finished fic. 

Thank you for the support.

Follows pt I, pt II, pt III, pt IV, pt V, pt VI, pt VII, pt VIII, pt IX, pt X, pt XI, pt XII, pt XIII, pt XIV, pt XV, pt XVI and pt XVII.

New York is big and loud and filthy and expensive.

Kurt's first apartment had been an absolute rathole. He'd shared it with four others, and his “room” had been a repurposed coatroom. There had been just enough place for a bed and a tiny table instead of a desk. He'd only brought the most necessary in way of clothing, and with the exception of two shirts hanging from a nail in the wall he'd been forced to keep everything in a suitcase under the bed.

He'd moved out after a month, tired of never being able to keep food in the kitchen, weary of the nicks surrounding the lock on his door – he'd replaced the old one day 1, but even the best of locks only went so far – and fed up with having to carry all his valuables with him at all times.

Luckily the Warbler network had activated and Trent's older brother had offered up his guest room (and if that wasn't a sign of wealth, a student in New York with a guest room, then Kurt didn't know what was) for the rest of the year provided Kurt find someplace else to spend the night on those occasions it was needed. During the fall it'd mostly been solved by Sebastian coming to visit and the two sharing a cheap hotel room, and during the fall by Kurt spending the night at Sebastian's apartment. It had been tempting to move in with Sebastian then, but Kurt had resisted and they both agreed they'd become stronger for it.

Living together had been tough, especially since Sebastian had a lot more money available than Kurt. They'd managed to find a balance though and looking back Kurt feels proud of the work they'd put in to make it work. Three years (and counting) together and these days Kurt is willing to proclaim that Sebastian is as much of a perfect boyfriend as it's possible to be.

Yes, New York is still loud and filthy and big, but it's also full of light and laughter and love. Kurt's learned to find his way around both city and school, and he's on track for graduation with excellent prospects. Life is good.

Of course, that kind of means he's overdue for a cold shower and unfortunately it comes as cold and icy as is possible.

“Blaine. I guess I should have known you'd turn up.”

Like a bad penny, Kurt thinks. His ex-boyfriend just smiles wider at the words, clearly not picking up on the undertones.

“Yes! I'll always come back to you, Kurt. We're meant to be – you're my soulmate.”

Kurt shudders. All these years, and he still haven't gotten over his negative reaction to those words.

“Yeah, I'm pretty sure you and I have different interpretations of what those things mean. Personally I can't see how someone who walked out of my life without a word years ago could be considered my 'soulmate', but that's me.”

“That's not fair! I never wanted to leave you, but my parents made me.”

Blaine does this thing with his face that resembles what Kurt remembers of Blaine's “I've apologized, sort of, and you should forgive me now” expression and Kurt thinks that if Blaine could see himself he'd never ever do it again. It's not pretty. It kind of looks like he's about to shit his pants, frankly.

“Right. Your parents. And why, exactly, were they so determined to get you out of Lima without saying goodbye?”

Blaine flinches, and Kurt can see the realization hit him. Strange. It's as if he never even thought about the possibility that Kurt would know about the lies Blaine had told. Emotions run across Blaine's eyes and face, one after the other, and Kurt just waits without even trying to figure out what's going through his ex's mind. He's beyond caring.

“Kurt, I... I, I have a confession to make. When I got home that last night, my parents, they were waiting up for me. They made assumptions, and I, I let them.”

Blaine's face twists, and a couple of tears start falling. Kurt would be touched, really he would, except he happens to know that Blaine can cry on command.

“I know I shouldn't have, I know it was wrong, I was just so afraid! I thought they'd throw me out, and so I kept quiet and did what they wanted. I'm so sorry I did that to you.

“I love you, Kurt!”

The thing is, he can remember when those words from Blaine's lips would make him melt. That's no longer true. Now he listens to them like he would a performance, and he finds them lacking. He should have gone for soft instead of intense, a hint of tears maybe, not volume and anger.

This isn't school though, even though it very much is a performance, nor is it worth critiquing. It's not worth anything, really. Kurt sighs a little, just wanting all of it to be over and Blaine to be gone.

“Here's the thing. I understand, I guess. In your shoes I would have been worried to tell my dad the truth too. I think just about every teenager out there would be at least a little afraid to tell their parents they got drunk and stupid.

“But I also think that just about every teenager out there knows that there's some kind of middle-ground between 'I got drunk and tried to rape my boyfriend' and 'my boyfriend drugged me and tried to rape me'. Except apparently you didn't. You just went with what would get you of the hook the fastest and easiest.”

“Hey! That's not fair!”

“Oh, it isn't? You doing what you did is okay, but me calling it what it was is unfair? Now, why am I not the least bit surprised that that's how you feel?

“You know, at first I didn't understand how you could do it. How you could say you loved me and then not just leave me, but let your parents believe that I would do something like that to you. Well, that you could let anyone think I'd do that to anyone.

“But as I said, I understand why you did it.”

A triumphant look flash up in Blaine's eyes. Oh, he's doing a pretty good job at hiding it – much better than he would have been able to as a teenager – but Kurt knows him, and he's looking for it.

“You threw me under the bus because you knew it'd be an easy out. You could have told your parents something else, anything else, but you chose the worst possible lie – one you had to have known would get me in trouble. You did it because it was easy, and it would get you of the hook – maybe even get you some sympathy instead of the punishment you deserved – and you did it because that was all you cared about. You.

“I always knew you were a bit self-involved, but I told myself it was just part of you being a performer. A healthy ego's pretty much a must, and I used to think that was it. Except it turned out you were so focused on you, and your needs and wants, that nothing else mattered. Certainly not me.

“It took me a while to accept, but I know now that regardless of what you said you didn't love me. Not really. You might have thought you did, but Blaine? Love means that the other person's just as important to you as you yourself are. And I never was that to you.”

He ignores Blaine's protests and just continues, projecting his voice to be heard over the barely restrained excuses and lies.

“The truth is that your lack of empathy and care for other people borders on Narcissistic Personality Disorder, and quite frankly I am better off for not having you remain in my life. Just don't expect me to thank you for it though.

“No one else will either. Do you realize how many people you worried with your little disappearing act? There was quite a few at Dalton who were convinced that your parents had shipped you off to conversion camp. They were counting down until your 18th birthday and from what I heard there was even the beginning of a fund to pay your way at Dalton if you escaped and were disowned.”

There's a triumphant gleam in Blaine's eyes. Clearly he's pleased about his friends being so worried about him and so ready to help him out. Kurt just wants to stomp that light out. Violently.

“Then when you didn't resurface after your birthday a few started worrying that your parents had you in a mental hospital, and there was talk of trying to stage some kind of rescue. That only lasted so long, of course.

“You see, somehow it's hard to convince anyone that their friend is practically jailed and in need of a rescue when they're seen out and about clubbing in L.A.. After all, these days everyone carries a phone, so the idea that you were unable to contact someone – anyone – and ask for help went up in flames pretty quick after that.”

Thad had been so angry that he'd made sure every single Dalton student that had ever know Blaine found out, and even the boy's most die-hard supporters had given up then and there.

They'd all understood not wanting to getting into a conflict with your family, especially when said family usually paid for college and any possible trust funds tended to be under the family's control for a while longer. What they hadn't understood was Blaine's total lack of communication. Email telling them that Blaine was okay but under orders not to contact anyone from Ohio would have gone a long way to ease worries, and was, they felt, the very least he owed them.

“Funny thing about you showing up here now? I can't help but remember that you turned 21 a couple of weeks ago. You didn't happen to get access to a trust fund then did you? Not that I actually care, but there are some old bets to settle.”

There wasn't, not really, but enough Warbler had warned Kurt about this very scenario with an added “I bet he shows up afterwards, thinking you'll take him back” for it to not quite be a lie.

Blaine splutters before launching into a long row of “explanations”, one more shitty than the other. It's obvious that he didn't expect Kurt to be angry with him, but instead to be welcomed with open arms. It's even sounding as if Blaine expected Kurt to take him back and just let him slide back into his life as if nothing had happened. Kurt isn't quite sure if Blaine intended for him to move in with Kurt and start a new life in New York, or if the idea was for Kurt to give up everything and follow Blaine back to L.A., but both options are equally ridiculous.

“Stop. Just, stop. I told you, I don't care. If you want to get in touch with any of your old friends from Dalton and McKinley and explain all of it to them, do so. But you don't need to explain anything to me. I don't want to hear it. Your window for explaining yourself to me closed years ago. It closed after you let your parents walk into a police station ready to have me charged with rape.

“Nothing you can say will ever make that okay. Nothing you say can make me forgive you.”

Kurt stops himself and takes a deep breath. There's so much he could say, so many accusations that could be made, so much hatred to be poured out.

Blaine's actions had gotten Kurt into trouble, and could have landed him in jails. They'd been what had stopped Burt Hummel from running from reelection after being asked – while nothing had come from the Andersons' accusations there had still been enough people who had known about it for it to leak and ruin a political career. After all, who cared if it was true when it made for a good weapon? And “local congressman buries son's rape charge” made for a great weapon.

Kurt had been willing to risk it, but his dad hadn't wanted to. Had it leaked the only way to prove Kurt's innocence would have been to make the video of Blaine trying to assault Kurt public. No good parent does that to their kid had been Burt's position, and Kurt had been grateful.

That didn't mean he wasn't aware of exactly how much that had cost not just his dad but the whole state. The man who'd replaced his dad had been the kind of bigot that wasn't good for anyone, not even his followers.

Kurt still blames Blaine for that, and even if he'd been insane enough to consider forgiving everything else he's never forgiving that. The chance of making Blaine understand any of that is minuscule though. The chance of him caring is even less.

There is, simply put, no point in spending even another second on trying to get through to him.

“You're not welcome here. Please leave. Goodbye Blaine.”

Once the door is closed and locked behind Blaine Kurt finally relaxes. He's closing the door on Blaine in more than one way, finally able to truly do that – because regardless of what he's hoped he's always known that one day his former boyfriend would pop up again.

“If he comes back you're filing for a restraining order.”

“He won't come back, Sebastian.”

“You don't know that. He did today, didn't he?”

It's obvious that Sebastian is coming from a place of care and worry, and Kurt feels himself soften. Blaine hasn't just been the monster under Kurt's bed during all of these years.

“Yes, he did, and no, I guess I can't really know. But honey, I really don't think he will. Blaine was reminded today that actions have consequences, and he found out I have the means to ensure said consequences. Coming after me and trying to change my mind is more work than he's ever shown himself willing to put in.

“After all, he's not the kind to stick around when the spit hits the fan.”

Luckily Sebastian is.

~ The end ~

#chocoholic fics #kurt fic #kurt hummel #sebastian smythe #kurtbastian #itshtf

[thnxforknowingme]

Glee Christmas Songs, Ranked

So last night, I decided to listen to all of the Glee Christmas songs (from episodes, I didn't include things released on Christmas albums that were never in the show) and rank them. As with everything I rank, this is an inscrutable balance between the quality of performance, the context of the plotline, and how much I personally vibe with the song, so honestly I could be talked in or out of changing my mind on most of these. Also, I was mildly intoxicated when writing this, but I believe I've fixed all the typos.

So, we begin:

Honorable Mention: Hanukkah Oh Hanukkah - Glee, Actually

I'm not going to rank this among the Christmas songs because it feels like its own thing. Idk, it feels a little shoe-horned (although...you could say that about 75% of glee songs) but it's catchy, it suits Jake and Puck's voices, it's good.

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27. The Chipmunk Song - Previously Unaired Christmas

This is the nadir of this listening experience. I didn't remember the existence of this song until I was already doing this and it was too late to stop. I can't say anything positive about their voices because it's not their voices. The only good thing about this scene is that Kurt is being slutty but then THAT doesn't even turn out well in the episode. I mean, this sums up the PUC ethos of...being intentionally stupid and offensive. I wish I were drunker for this.

26. Do They Know It's Christmas - Extraordinary Merry Christmas

I don't like this song. It's a bad song. Like, it was originally written and recorded to raise money for famine relief - which is a GOOD CAUSE, but the song itself is so weirdly condescending and white savior-y. The New Directions sing it well, but the lyrics skeeve me out so bad. Like, especially because they're singing it to homeless families? The optics are not good.

25. Feliz Navidad - Glee, Actually

Artie, why? Why did you think this was the song that would bring together these alternate-universe New Directions? This is the song that you sing in Spanish 1 in an American high school class made mostly of white kids. It's obviously a catchy song and Kevin McHale has a great voice but everything about this is WHY

24. You're a Mean One Mr Grinch - A Very Glee Christmas

I'm not listening to the studio version because I don't need this to go on for any longer than necessary. I mean, Jane Lynch does a fine job of performing it (wait, wikipedia tells me that Lynch didn't actually perform this one. Still sounded fine, whatever). And there's comedic value to the visuals when she's destroying the choir room. But like, this isn't a song I'd ever intentionally listen to.

23. Welcome Christmas - A Very Glee Christmas

okay so this one like, thematically makes sense because Sue was the Grinch earlier in this episode, but it's not that interesting of a song. It's got a nice choral-y sound, but again, I'm never gonna seek it out. Do love the "just as long as we have glee" line though.

22. Here Comes Santa Claus - Previously Unaired Christmas

Okay, Kurt Santana and Rachel all look very cute as elves in this song, but I don't like the plinky piano in the background, and it's also just tainted by being a part of the trainwreck that is Previously Unaired Christmas.

21. Mary's Little Boy Child - Previously Unaired Christmas

Okay, what I will give this song is that it's funny. There's not a ton of humor in the Christmas episodes usually. While most of PUC is just cringe and uncomfortable, this manages to be amusing. Also, the costumes slap, especially on Tina. That girl can WORK a leotard. I'm going to just also attach Love Child to this spot, because it's part of the same plotline and it also serves the point of being funny. Also, it's not a Christmas song. I rate it about the same, since it serves the same purpose.

20. Away in a Manger - Previously Unaired Christmas

This song is just kind of, meh. Decently performed, but nothing special about it. Also, putting all of your public school students in a nativity scene is...A Choice. I just don't care about it.

19. Christmas Wrapping - Extraordinary Merry Christmas

It's a pretty good Brittany solo, but...I'm just never gonna go wild over Brittany solos. I associate this song very much with these Christmas mash up CDs that my dad used to play, so it has some nostalgic value for me, but it's also just not gonna draw me in as much as a more genuine Christmas classic. It's short and sweet in the episode, though.

18. Jingle Bell Rock - Glee, Actually

I just feel...almost nothing about this performance. I mean, I like the song itself, it's a fun song that will always bring me back to the halcyon days of being obsessed with Mean Girls, but it just feels like there's nothing special about the performance.

17. The First Noel - Glee, Actually

Does this even count as a song? It's just Marley singing for like 30 seconds a capella. I mean, she does it well. But it's just the standard song with no instrumentation.

16. Rocking Around the Christmas Tree - Previously Unaired Christmas

This is the weakest of the opening choir room Christmas songs - it's fine, but it's a little weird that Will is there singing with them, the voices don't feel like they blend together super well as they jump from one singer to another, and the song itself doesn't have as much emotion as others.

15. O Holy Night - Swan Song

So this is from Swan Song, not a Christmas episode. IDK if there're any other xmas songs in non-xmas eps, but I remembered that this one existed. Anyway, it annoys me that Rachel sings it and says it's her "favorite holiday song" when she's Jewish and it's not just a Christmas song but like, a song specifically about the birth of Jesus. This is just like, one of the most egregious examples of erasing of her Jewish identity that I can remember, it speaks to a larger problem of representation in Hollywood, anyway it annoys me. But Rachel sings it well obviously and it's a pretty song.

14. Merry Christmas Darling - A Very Glee Christmas

I'm realizing now that watching these all on youtube to see the performances is going to fuck up my algorithm even worse than it already is. I mean, it's Rachel singing something kinda forlorn, she sounds good, but it's not personally my thing. idk, I'm warming up to it as it goes, but still never gonna be my favorite kind of Christmas song.

13. Last Christmas - A Very Glee Christmas

I admire how ridiculous and cheesy this song is, and it's catchy enough. Oh actually, I do like the duet parts between Finn and Rachel. Like, it's sad but you can bop to it. Ends kind of abruptly though, at least in the show.

12. The Most Wonderful Time of the Year - A Very Glee Christmas

A good group number, gets you in the spirit. If it's not already on my Christmas playlist I'd add it. There's the weird spoken part in the middle though. Love the thematically appropriate element that glee club = misfits.

11. My Favorite Things - Extraordinary Merry Christmas

This is a good performance (having Rachel, Mercedes, Kurt and Blaine all sing together is great), but it's not a very Christmas-y song and not the kind of thing I'd really choose to listen to for the holidays.

10. Santa Claus is Coming to Town - Extraordinary Merry Christmas

I do like a Puck/Finn duet where they play their own instruments. They take a classic, fun song and add a little bit of rock - no complaints at all.

9. Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas - Glee, Actually

I like this as a closing group number, pulling together the various plotlines and characters. It sounds good, that nice blend of hopeful and mournful. It features a lot of different singers, but they all sound good in their own ways.

8. Blue Christmas - Extraordinary Merry Christmas

I'm probably gonna rate this one too high, just because I like Damian McGinty's voice and we got SO LITTLE OF IT. But it's simple, sad, and he does a great job of being mournful and putting his heart into it.

7. We Need a Little Christmas - A Very Glee Christmas

This song gets cut off in the show, but it's a great catchy song. Because it got cut off I am listening to the studio version of this one, and Kurt is in this number...even though he's at Dalton in this ep. Was this originally not going to be sung at McKinley?? anyway it's fun and upbeat, great job.

6. River - Extraordinary Merry Christmas

I mean. This song is just a gorgeous song. It's not actually a song I really want to listen to around Christmas because it is sad (although now I have the opportunity to jam to Darren's maybe-blasphemous upbeat version), but it's a very pretty song and a good performance.

5. White Christmas - Glee, Actually

Does this rank so high just because I like Kurt/Blaine/Darren/Chris? Yes, probably. But I also like the arrangement, it's a fun take on the song, I like the harmonies, I like the variety of slower and more upbeat parts.

4. Extraordinary Merry Christmas - obviously Extraordinary Merry Christmas

I fucking love this song. The fact that they made an original Christmas song and it actually works? Love it. It's very produced and I can see the criticism that it's kind of artificial, but it's just so fun, and the lyrics themselves are earnest. I can't not get it stuck in my head, and Blaine and Rachel singing it together is excellent.

3. All I Want For Christmas - Extraordinary Merry Christmas

I mean, the opening notes of this song just evoke an indescribable feeling in me and get me immediately hyped. And of course Mercedes KILLS IT. Then when the chorus hits and you can't NOT dance? Also, as an episode-opening scene, this one is definitely the cutest. Everyone's Christmas-y outfits are on point. And that high note, Mercedes, amazing.

2. Let It Snow - Extraordinary Merry Christmas

I know I'm biased, but. This song is SO GOOD. The jazzy, upbeat take on it, it's so catchy and singable and danceable. Chris and Darren sound fantastic, they have a lot of the same flirty performance/choreography, but now with more confidence/comfort versus the will-they-won't-they of BICO. It's such a fun start to the Christmas special, which I wholeheartedly love. (also this isn't about the song, but the fact that Chris Colfer FULLY COMMITTED to the mid-atlantic accent for the whole special is incredible)

1. Baby It's Cold Outside - A Very Glee Christmas

God tier song. Darren and Chris own this song. They own Christmas, in fact. I mean, the arrangement and the way they sound is amazing, but also the PERFORMANCE. The flirty intonation, the longing tones, the give and take of their choreography...stop me before I start writing meta to figure out how the hell Blaine thought this was platonic. Anyway I've been obsessed with it for a decade and it ain't gonna stop any time soon.

#ranking #my opinions #christmas