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justaredheadf1fan · 1 year

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I wish Seb's prediction became true in 2023 and this track disappeared under water right now 🤣

Hola muchachos y muchachas 🤪

It's time to see if I can keep it together and watch this properly. I might die tomorrow morning at work, but who cares.

Quali - Saturday

First few minutes of Q1 not giving much, except for Nico drifting away almost against the wall. We might've had a laugh with this so early...

WHOA KEVIN!!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?????? Oh my goodness I almost shouted, that was scary, what was he thinking? 😭 Lewis ended up touching the wall, luckily he was super close to the pit lane, thank the stars... AND CARLOS NOW, WHAT IS GOING ON??? And it was just shown how Kevin scratched that wall as well.....

I hate this track. Can someone please stomp some sense into the damned FIA to stop building and using shitty tracks? Seriously, it's not funny anymore. Not justifying them, just trying to see reasons behind such actions. There were not enough images to really see properly what happened and why, so I'm just thinking about my first impressions. Mercedes really needing to rush into the track, what are they doing? They're out right now!!!! Oh my Lance, no.... 🥲

Starting Q2 while yawning so far, right now I'm not quite sure if it's because I'm beat or because this is the worst. Seriously, I think I might be on the verge of dislocating my jaw at this point 🤣

What are Mercedes doing today? Twice now. Are you kidding me?? There's like 2 minutes left, for fuck's sake. Mmmmmm WHAT? Mercedes what the fuck. I'm truly speechless. What was that?

This is far from the team I fell in love with back at the end of 2021, honestly. Not because they're not winning, obviously. But because they're just a shadow of what they used to be and I don't get it, personally. I get that you can mess it up developing such a complicated car with less money involved and new shitty regulations, but as a team doing these kids of things... Unbelievable.

I've checked out. I'm gonna watch Q3, but I'm terribly disconnected and just thinking about having a quick shower and dinner so that I can quickly go to bed. I'm actually falling asleep.

NO NO NO CHARLES NO!!!!!!!! RED FLAG, RED FLAG!!!! WHAT THE FUCK DID JUST HAPPEN!!!!!!! Oh my god, same place as yesterday, right at the end of Q3... Nope, too tired for this, more tomorrow, and I hope it's a doozy because otherwise I might as well lose my motivation altogether 🥹

Race - Sunday

Well, barely made it after taking a very cold shower, but here I am. I missed all the bullshit going around before the race, thankfully. The shitshow is about to begin. Am I excited? Nope. Do I want it to be short and over right now? Yep.

Very clean start in general, maybe there was something tricky at the back of the grid but for now no clue. Oh, apparently Piastri had a very good start and ate up a few people. Moving on. Sargeant pits because of a broken front wing. No idea what happened. Moving on as well.

Sharl takes Kevin amidst Sid the Sloth's tries and then they both lose position. Tell me again how that car's not illegal 🤣 Apparently, someone made a sandwich outta Lewis at the start. No idea who. Estie Bestie going flying over those turns.

This is just... Meh. Even Alonso and Sainz said to the Spanish media that Fraudstappen would be 1st by lap 25 at most. AT MOST. I mean, if that doesn't tell you anything, I don't know what will. Even they know it's a lost cause already. Pretty sad. And seeing how it's going, he'll be 1st by the time they're on lap 15, 20 at most and I don't think it'll take that long since Carlos is useless.

Meanwhile, Lewis is still P13 and Sharl is P8. Can this be any sadder? Don't think so. Are you really saying that the most interesting thing of this race might be Kevin, Sharl and Estie Bestie fighting? Unbelievable. It's somewhat exciting to watch, not gonna lie to you.

Oh dear God is Carlos really gonna be penalized? I'M FUCKING LIVING RIGHT NOW HAHAHAHA. OH YES, 5-SECOND PENALTY, LET'S GO!!!! If no one can beat the undesirables, at least we have this.

Now Lance and George are being investigating too. Of course I can't have anything nice.

I kinda blacked out for a minute. Not really, it's just... I'm not paying that much attention. This race is complete and utter bullshit. Just like this sport. The FIA wanted Mercedes (Lewis, but saying Mercedes is because that's the team he drives for, basically) out of the way, that's why they pushed these new regulations and instead of making it exciting as they promised they would, they just made RBR untouchable. That's it. No competition, no racing, no nothing. Absolutely heartbreaking, if you ask me. At least for what I gather, Lewis had competition all the way regardless of how crushingly powerful his cars were back then. He competed, not just drove to the sunset and forget about everyone else.

I just need someone to explain to me how the only 2 teams that breached the cost cap and were barely given a slap on the wrist for it, are the teams leading the championship and every single race, and why the fuck no other team is boicotting the sport or doing anything at all because of it.

I'm done with the race. I just hope both RBRs just crash against each other. It's the only chance of anything remotely interesting happening. So Fernando is watching the race ON THE SCREENS. I think that tells you everything that you need to know about this race.

The only interesting thing was seeing Lewis passing Sharl. That's it. Seriously, this needs to end.

I have nothing today after this. Seriously. No words on my end besides what I already said so far.

Good thing there's no race next week, I don't think I would've been able to take it.

Peace out until May 19th or so, no clue when the next one is 🤣

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amarantine-amirite · 1 year

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Slightly Bewildered

It started when I cleaned up all the crap off my computer. Part of me worries that I have gotten rid of the wrong stuff. I brush it off as being ridiculous.

I had only just started to get over this when I heard my aunt say, "Hey, where's that voucher that's good for forty iTunes gift cards? I need it now."

The first thing that ran through my mind was, Uh oh. I messed up, didn't I? It then occurred to me that what's urgent is seldom important. You're better off to slow down and think about what you're doing if you can. "Does it have to be right now?" I asked.

"Yes it does, Mercedes"

I went over to the computer and looked at what it was. My aunt's boss emailed her. Somebody set fire to her car. The arsonist was never caught, and the boss got stuck with the bill for $1,500 from the fire department for responding to the call. She doesn't know where the $1,500 bill came from. The collections department told her to go to the city, but the city told her to go to collections. Nobody answered her questions.

What the boss asked my aunt to do was to buy up 1500 dollars worth of iTunes cards and pay the fire department for her.

When we receive an email giving us important news, we decide we'll deal with it later. But the longer you think about something, the more likely you will notice things that don't seem right. "Is your boss's spelling usually that bad?" I asked. I didn't get an answer.

It went beyond bad spelling. The more I looked at the request, the less reasonable it seemed. iTunes gift cards are only good for anything iTunes, they would be worth nothing to the fire department. I had good reason to suspect that this was a scam, and a very sophisticated one at that. Criminals know that we're likely to drop everything if our boss emails us with a high priority request, no matter how stupid it looks. We're even more likely to fall into the trap if they pretend to be your boss because, even if the recipient did suspect foul play, they might be too afraid to confront them. After all, if they are wrong, they're implying that there was something unprofessional about the boss's request.

"Please tell me you found the voucher" my aunt demanded.

I didn't. But that didn't stop me from saying, "I've connected the dots!"

My aunt strutted to the computer in a corporate manner. "'For Christ sakes, Mercedes," she began, "There are only two dots, you drew them right next to each other, and they don't mean anything."

"Yes, but I think that story about the $1,500 bill to put out the car fire was bogus." I said.

My aunt sat there on the chair in the kitchen with a confused look on her face. "It was?"

"Yep, it was bogus. Nobody other than Apple recognizes iTunes cards as money. So it doesn't matter that I accidentally deleted that thing, right?"

I thought I was out of the woods. Nope. "Yes, it does matter. What if it was important?"

"Then I wouldn't have deleted it in the first place." I still didn't understand why my aunt was upset.

"I want you to go to Staples and buy 40 iTunes gift cards," she demanded, "sometimes emergencies are emergencies, and we can't ignore them just because we're uncomfortable." Yes, I thought, and sometimes a clown statue is a murderer hiding in your house.

I went to Staples. I Saw office chairs and thought it would be funny to go-kart in them. I zoomed around until I Hit some old lady. "You damn kids need to be respectful of others around you," she chastised.

Her comments Snapped me back into reality. I came to Staples for something important. But what was it?

I forgot why I came to Staples.

I Walked around the store twice. A tall staff member with a weird haircut that tried to look like a slicked up version of Ed Sheeran's hairdo but failed so badly asked, "You need help finding anything?"

I noticed his name tag said Doug. "Have you ever walked into a room and forgot why you went there?"

Doug laughed. "Take your time," he responded.

I walked around the store a third time. At that point, I decided that whatever I had come to Staples for wasn't important, as I would've remembered if it was important. I picked up a couple of after-eights at the checkouts and left

I think this is the first time that forgetting something wound up working out well for us. A few weeks later, we discovered that I was correct in assuming that it was a scam. The email didn't come from her boss, it came from the boss's secretary. Ever since she came out as gay, the company stopped paying her. That means that she has been logging into the boss's email and scamming her subordinates to make ends meet.

Even still, my aunt was still mad at me for losing track of something. Shouldn't she be happy I stopped her from falling for a scam?

@oopsprompts

#writing #writers #writers on tumblr #short fiction #short story

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the-suns-beloved · 7 months

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without further ado, Perseus' C supports with Mercedes and Lorenz! they play out much the same, but also VERY differently, aha.

MERCEDES

[-c: they play a game together.] PERSEUS: Oops, it's the moon. A symbol of secrets and illusions… I won't be earning this trick, at any rate. MERCEDES: Ah, but it's hardly all doom and gloom. It can also mean imagination and fantasy, right? PERSEUS: Oh, are you familiar with this game? MERCEDES: Mm-hm! I used to see it played quite a bit when I was younger. Did you learn it along your travels? PERSEUS: Actually, I picked it up in my hometown. MERCEDES: Interesting… I bet I could guess where you grew up, then! PERSEUS: If you'd like, then by all means. MERCEDES: Hmm… Did you, by any chance… live in Boramas? PERSEUS: Nope. MERCEDES: Then Enbarr, perhaps? PERSEUS: Close. My father's territory was just east of Enbarr, on the southern coast. MERCEDES: Ah, I seem to remember something like that. So you were born to House Centoleau? That's a very recent barony, isn't it? PERSEUS: Er, yes. I seem to have talked myself into a bit of a corner, though… MERCEDES: Forgive me! I don't mean to bring it up if you don't want to talk about it. MERCEDES: I just find it funny that we both began in the Empire, and we both ended here. MERCEDES: With no more titles or honours to our names… Now, we're simply ourselves. PERSEUS: Yeah…. It's quite nice. PERSEUS: Shall we go another round, then? MERCEDES: Oh, of course!

(I've got synopses written up for future supports, but to put it shortly Mercedes and Perseus have quite a bit in common!)

LORENZ

[-c: they're at tea together.] PERSEUS: I do appreciate your humouring me with this. I wouldn't normally trouble someone of your position, but I felt we might have things in common. LORENZ: Nonsense. We as noble folk relish the opportunity to form cordial relations with our subjects. And I can always make time for tea of such quality. LORENZ: It's quite incredible, you know. PERSEUS: Hm? LORENZ: I've noticed that for a commoner, your tea etiquette is immaculate. The shape of your dominant hand is perfectly formed, and I haven't heard your spoon clatter against your cup once. LORENZ: If I didn't know better, I'd think that you were raised by only the finest noble standard. PERSEUS: Ah… Well, um, thank you…. LORENZ: Who taught you? If you're not of noble standing, then surely you must've learned from someone who was. PERSEUS: Oh, you know, I've picked up many things on my travels. It's, ah, not really important just where… LORENZ: But it's quite important! Really, the art of etiquette is nearly lost nowadays. LORENZ: You'd be astonished how much even some nobles fail to grasp. Why, I dined with Heather the other day, and her table manners were atrocious. Elbows on the table and everything - simply ghastly! PERSEUS: If-if-if you don't mind, I'll be going now. PERSEUS: I thought that tea would be a nice talk. I wasn't prepared to be sized up like p-prize cattle. PERSEUS: Good afternoon, Lorenz. LORENZ: Hm… And for all that praise I heaped upon him, he left his napkin on his chair…

(I have less written up for these future supports. basically, the B support gets worse before it gets better, as Lorenz learns the truth about Perseus ;0)

#percieposting #SORRY for badmouthing heather for plot development 💔#there's also a dimitri a support mostly written up and MAYBE you will see that tomorrow. MAYBE #mercedes and perseus are so elder sister coded they get on so well #they are playing a tarocchino game! or at least a bastardized version of one lol #and lorenz. well I figured he had a lot to say about perseus' situation

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dagmartoons · 2 years

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Okay so here's my thing:

Yes it is entirely possible that Lupin and Tomoe are still not biologically related and there is a chance that the child is actually Mattea

but

I very strongly think that it is Lupin and I'll explain why here (spoilers under the cut):

Lupin says in episode 14 that he'd love to meet his real mom someday if she's still around. That was my first inkling that maybe they're setting up to reveal that, yes, Tomoe is his real mom. Also considering the flashbacks to that scene in episode 18 I'd say there's a very good chance that's what they're going for.

I saw someone say that Tomoe being Lupin's mom would make him feel better about being ditched by her or more special compared to Mercedes or Hazel. While that is a good idea, I have to disagree. I'd argue that Tomoe being his real mom would actually make the whole situation worse for him, because it would turn her leaving him from "oh she abandoned one of her students and robbed his family" to "oh she abandoned her son and robbed his family," which in my eyes is way more fucked up (especially considering Tomoe's the one who sent Mercedes after him). I don't think they'd go that dark with it, but it is something I think could work if they wanted to go that route.

Please TMS give me the Lupin mom angst I've been hoping for since the Act 2 trailer dropped pleeeaaassseee

(The most important one) If they were going to reveal Mattea as Tomoe's real child, they would've done something to set that up earlier in the series. We the audience know jack shit about her aside from that she works at a flower shop and wants to travel. That's it. We don't know anything about her family, we don't know if she's got a dead mom or her mom left or anything like that, we know nothing. If Tomoe was her mom (which again, there is a very real possibility that she is), they would've established Mattea as someone who could be her daughter.

Literally the only thing placing her as a candidate for Tomoe's kid is her inclusion in the plot-related episodes of this act. By that logic Ari could be the child (which... honestly, that'd be pretty funny).

With all that said, I am aware of the possibility that they purposefully chose not to say anything about her heritage with the intent of revealing her as Tomoe's child. However, in my opinion it doesn't make a lot of sense for them to establish Lupin as the one who never knew his real mom and who was abandoned by Tomoe as a kid only for them to turn around and be like "nope it's actually the NPC girl sorry." Again, not saying it isn't possible, I'm just saying it'd be kind of a lame twist after all that buildup.

But I don't know. We've still got the second half of this episode to wait for (god this is gonna be a fun wait isn't it /s), then after that there's still two more girls on the poster we need to meet before the show ends. Assuming neither of those episodes is a two-parter that leaves us at most three episodes left afterwards to tie this up. I imagine there will probably be more clues and information revealed in the lead-up to the finale, but for now this is all just my speculation and I'd love to see what other theories people have!

#lupin iii #lupin the third #lupin the 3rd #lupin part 6 spoilers #speculation #theory

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thatnerdwolfnell · 3 years

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@madllamamomma mentioned something about

The Main 6 Getting Their Wisdom Teeth Out

So here it is

Asra:

SUPER cuddly and affectionate.

Thinks he's a poet.

He will tell you how your hair looks like spring and your nose is a flower.

It doesn't make sense but he seems to think it does.

Also he does NOT hold back what he thinks and it's hilarious

he says the dentist looks like a bald chicken and he's right.

"Fauuuutttttthhhhhht faaaautht. Fautht you have a thuch funny name.You awe the betht in the whowe wowld I wove you tho much. I onwy love you and MC and thometime Muwel. Everyone elthe thucks. can we vithit Muwel?!"

Takes the gauze out way too soon and starts bleeding and just does that knife cat grin (except it's super creepy when his mouth is bleeding)

So full of energy but basically passes out as soon as you're home.

Nadia:

She doesn't say much because she knows she sounds stupid and she DOES NOT like being in this position.

People look her on the way back and she'll try to hold her head up but her balance isn't great and she's blushing a lot from embarrassment

even though she STILL somehow looks sophisticated.

"I have to portray thtrength, MC"

You support her and she slips an arm around your waist (maybe a little closer to your butt than she needs to but you're not complaining)

She doesn't want to go home and rest because she just remembered she has to approve some zoning changes and also there's a shop with some shoes you'd look magnificent in that's on the way to the palace and you deserve to wear them.

You assure her Portia's taking care of everything and that you promise you'll let her take you shopping tomorrow.

It takes a long time to get her to rest but when she does you're cuddling in her gigantic bed.

She holds your face in her hands and just stares at you intently for a minute. Kinda squishing your face a bit.

"You'we tho fucking cute...." She mutters before drifting off to sleep.

As you pry her hands off your face you realize that's the first time you've ever heard her say fuck.

Julian:

Honestly he's surprisingly normal.

Maybe it's because he drinks so much that you've just gotten used to it.

The difference between drunk Julian and this Julian is that drunk Julian is horny while this Julian is more like a very nerdy kid in a candy store.

He excitedly tries to explain some of the medical stuff but he's talking so fast with his mouth full of cotton that you have NO IDEA what he's talking about.

Not that he seems to notice.

Occasionally you can tell he's making a very suggestive joke because his face does that smirk and he kinda freezes and watching for your reaction.

You just laugh and he immediately goes back to his rambling.

He starts talking about Portia and Mazelinka and their adventures growing up swinging his arms in dramatic gestures making you duck to dodge his long ass arms.

But honestly you've never seen him so relaxed and happy.

You feel like you're getting a glimpse of a Julian without the weight of the world on his shoulders. Excited, curious, and loving freely without feeling guilty for it.

You're about to put him to bed when he stops you

"Can you do a magic thing?"

You smile and pull up some colourful swirls of light from your hands

He wraps his arms around you staring in awestruck wonder at the lights with the dopiest swollen grin on his face.

He nods. "Thath good. I love that"

And then he turns around and goes to sleep.

Muriel:

He is so scared. People touching him. Looking at him. Hospital gowns. Not his scene. He feels trapped in the sterile windowless room.

He wakes up and watches you the whole time the dentist is talking and his eyes just scream "help"

They give him juice and he just kinda...holds it.

He's a bit touchier than normal. He kind of hangs on behind you as you help him get home and burrows his face into your shoulder.

He wraps himself up in his giant cloak somehow making himself look small and basically only communicates in grunts, hmms and hand squeezes until you're out of Vesuvia.

Once you're in the woods though, he relaxes completely. He keeps stopping to pick flowers wordlessly handing them to you to hold.

Starts pointing out birds and other animals and talks about their migration patterns and their effect on the ecosystem how they were actually originally native to prakra before they spread here and bred with the local species.

He has such a soft low voice and you're not sure if you've ever heard him say this much at once.

You're a little surprised by how much he knows. It can be easy to forget when he says so little.

You know he's smart of course, he'll catch on to things nobody else does and even Nadia has learned to ask for his opinions. But you've never seen him go full infodump before.

About halfway up the mountain he starts giggling (if you can call it that. It's more like shaking with noise.) He pulls out your tarot deck, shop keys, coin purse, and a fistful of flowers from his cloak.

"How did you DO that?"

He just shrugs "I should make you a charm to protect from pickpocketh".

When you get back he sits against the outside of the hut and hugs Inanna.

Chickens slowly start coming to sit on top of them. And his eyes just sparkle.

"Do you want to come inside" "Nope" "You need to rest" "I am"

You decide it's better not to argue so you sit by a nearby tree and pull a chicken into your lap.

Portia:

She's horny.

And she wants everyone to know that you're dating.

"Doctor did you know.... that MC hath the cutetht butt? *Giggles* BUT NOT FOW YOUUUU they'we mine. Both buttcheekth."

You suspect she's taking advantage of the plausible deniability to embarrass you as much as possible.

She's suddenly an oversharer. All the secrets she kept just come flooding out

"My brotherth a doctor but he'th not allowed becauthe hith medical lithenthe got revoked becauthe of the murder and he'th legally dead but he thill doeth doctor thtuff and- MC ITH ILYA UNENPWOYED???"

You just keep apologizing and try to get her home as soon as you can.

She cries when she sees Pepi because "he'th tho cute and thmall MC look how thmall he ith"

She will also try to lift you multiple times just to show off

Luckily Mazelinka is there with soup and that pretty much knocks her out.

Lucio:

Okay man he already has 0 impulse control and says every single fucking thought that goes through his head no matter how stupid.

Like if anything he's EASIER to deal with.

He's infinitely less hyper but he still claims that he will fight anyone who passes.

"Pleathe. I could take him. I'll jutht thwing my thord and he'll RUN AWAY. lemme try."

He's also way more sensitive than usual (which is saying something)

You pass a dog and he goes apeshit.

"MC why doethn't athra like me.... I jutht *hic* want to be hith friendth *sobs*"

He wants to be babied so bad.

Mercedes and Melichor are INSTANTLY protective because the smell reminds them of the dungeon and they want to be ON HIM AT ALL TIMES.

You manage to tuck him in and bring him some water, and just for kicks you read him a bedtime story that he keeps interrupting to give you kisses.

You think he's fallen asleep when he whispers "it'th okay to thwollow gauze right?"

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angelmichelangelo · 3 years

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i’m about five years too late and nobody asked for this except me and i need to just get this out of my brain because it’s 2am so here’s a list of things i wish happened on glee that didn’t HERE WE GO:

- new directions being actual teenagers. just them hanging out. going to group sleepovers. giant study sessions (because school exists in this universe?) like remember in tpp when they were eating lunch together ? that’s what i wanted MORE of. just them being actual friends. a sleepover episode is all i wanted imagine all the abba songs we could have gained from that episode

- a halloween themed episode. the closest to this that we got was the ‘thriller/heads will roll’ mashup which YES was iconic but im greedy and it’s not enough. my idea for a halloween episode is that the gang gets trapped inside the school after staying behind to idk rehearse? or something? and then things get progressively worse as they start to go a little mad, thinking the school is haunted and they split up into pairs trying to find an escape and they think they’re seeing ghosts/someone lurking around the school and they’re getting real spooked but it turns out it’s just sue fucking with them lmao

- kurt and finn being brothers. THE POTENTIAL WAS THERE and sadly after furt we are left with crumbs. why ?? WHY?? little moments like finn saying that he’s driving back home with kurt or them saying they can’t do something because they have a family thing would have been good enough. more scenes of them hanging out in their home with their parents would have been *chefs kiss* but alas. it never happened because glee writers are bastards

- based off my last point: sam actually living at the hudson-hummel house because he actually did live there? but nothing is ever said like what’s the dynamic there why weren’t kurt and sam and finn close if they all lived together for what? like a year? was sam living in the mf shed? did he ever get close to carole and burt?? where tf did he live when everyone went off to college did he just stay in their house lol who knows not me LMAO

- blaine dealing with his trauma ? mental health was never dealt with very well on this show. emma’s ocd was just ignored after she got married or whatever and blaine mentioned his trauma once and then it was ignored until it was mentioned in passing a few seasons later and even he just brushed it off and it was never brought up again like wtf. i have no idea how they wrote a whole episode about hate crime in bash and they never once thought to have blaine and kurt have a single conversation together, let alone a conversation about how they’d both been victims of a hate crime. AND THE ONLY TIME BLAINE DOES MENTION IT IS IN TESTED WHERE ITS JUST USED AS A REASON FOR THEM TO FIGHT AAAAAAAA no wait im calm it’s okay. i just would have liked to have seen kurt and blaine have an emotional moment together in that episode that didn’t include blaine singing and kurt being knocked tf out. just sayin.

- kurt dealing with HIS trauma !! again, glee gets bad points for talking about mental health and it just is crazy that they had so much potential with kurt, ie: depression, anxiety, ocd (kinda?) his bullying, being literally assaulted (i see u ryan murphy taking that whole plot line so loosely mmhm) and then shoehorning in the fact that he was suicidal AT THE SECOND TO LAST EPISODE when they had a whole episode about suicide and they could have mentioned it at any time but ofc they didn’t because the writers just wanted to shove in as much as they could in the flashback episode AYE AYE AYE the potential!!!! oof.

- literally just more tina. jenna ushkowitz is a fantastic actor/singer/preformer and she was criminally underused. i like the episode props because of two reasons: one. everyone switching characters was amazing. and two. some actual tina scenes. even if she.. technically was rachel but also herself or something? either way. i digress

- this is just in general but MORE ABBA AND ALSO THE CARPENTERS and also some sound of music songs would have worked GREAT but they already had like a million songs and as the show progressed they veered away from old songs and more towards popular songs at the time to help chart numbers blah blah blah whatever it’s cool. but also how did they only do a few abba songs that is criminal

- a more fleshed out ending that wasn’t so rushed. like rachel won a tony and everyone else is just? there? why is sam at mr shue’s house ??? how did artie get up the stairs? did quinn graduate from yale? and where tf was kurt and blaine’s child during ‘i lived’ because burt and carole are vibing in the audience and rachel isn’t pregnant so like? is the baby just?? alone somewhere in the wings?! lmao where are u bby girl!! but once again i know they didn’t have the time to do it so idk it’s fine what they did it just sucks we didn’t get more! but again. fanfic exists so yah im all good

- more of blaine’s mum. or mom, in this case i guess. why cast gina gershon and then give her ONE line like ? ik there was a whole deleted script that explained why she was there but i love that up until that point blaine seemed like he genuinely murdered his parents, lived in their big house all alone and when people got suspicious he just told them that they were “out of town” :) either way pam is great i love her and i wish she had more to do in the one episode she was ever in. not even a moment with blaine?? wasted.

- more of cooper anderson, matt boomer is so fucking funny everytime i think of the emotion tornado i bust a lung laughing like it’s so fucking stupid but oh my good i love it. (and if you haven’t watched the special feature of cooper’s transformers audition tape please please watch it because it’s just so funny.) ik he was just a special guest but i wish they got him back for at least the wedding ep but guess my mans was just busy. boo ;(

- going back a couple of points, i wish they’d done a whole episode like props. every actor here just shines when they’re impersonating each other. finn and puck as kurt and blaine is beautiful and quinn and sugar is incredible. also idk why they refused kevin the right to wear the cheerios skirt; they could have put a little more effort into some characters but that’s glee for ya lmao but yeah. a whole episode like that would have been so much fun

- they should have let chris colfer write more episodes. purely for the fact that he wrote with his own bare hands the whole scene where lea michelle’s character gets dragged down a road by dogs. this guy. it’s a shame he only got to write one since he actually did a really good job! i would have loved to have seen what other episode ideas he had :)

- glee in the summer! obviously it only was centred around the school year but after season 3 who honestly gave a shit about the glee club and mckinley lmao i wanna see them in SHORT SHORTS and POOL PARTIES but nope we just got september - june so like rip all my hopes and dreams

- WHAT HAPPENED TO DALTON? bitch just burst into flames ?? and for WHAT?? oh yeah plot convenience smh this is so sad i wish they’d either written something better than “we need the warblers to team up with new directions so uhhh the school burnt down” like. it’s a private school. if the school is gone and they’re just staying at mckinley what are the parents paying for? they’re just cool with sending their kids off to public school now? every adult in this universe has been murdered by these kids, haven’t they? they’re just doing whatever they want jfc

- a wedding was a good episode. ish. and yknow, huge kudos to them because gay marriage wasn’t legal in the us at the time so im less harsh on the fact that they definitely threw up the rainbow flags and made it less about the characters getting married and more so “we have gay characters and look they’re getting married what a concept” but i do wish we could have gotten some more married!klaine since they don’t really have much to do after this understandably but a little moment alone together after the wedding would have been nice :) IT WOULD HAVE BEEN NICE IM TELLING YOU

- get rid of the hummelberry friendship and send mercedes to new york instead. i have nothing else to add to this other than the fact that i mourn the fact that kurt and mercedes went from bffs to just. school mates. this is tragic this is traaaaagic !! and all for more of the rachel berry show smh

- every day i wonder what was going through carmen tibideaux mind when she watched the kurt hummel preform not the boy next door and was like :) and then watched rachel berry have a breakdown on stage and then proceeded to give rachel the spot at nyada and kurt gets payed literal dust. and THEN she had the nerve to tell him it was because his performance had no heart. AND HOW DID ADAM GET IN THIS BABY GOT BACK MOTHERFUCKER?! nyada is a circus school oh my god !!!!! kurt deserved better im telling yall he deserved so much better

there’s so much more i could rant about but im going insane im so tired and i need psychological help after watching glee so im gonna leave it here and say peace out homies it’s been fun but i need to sleep so bad

#this is insanity #how did this happen #glee #tw hate crime mention #tw suicide mention #tw mental health mention #this was from my drafts lmao

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relishredshoes · 3 years

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Interview given to The Severus Snape and Hermione Granger Shipping Fan Group.

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Hello CorvusDraconis and welcome to Behind the Quill, thank-you so much for sitting down with us to chat.

You’re a well known and beloved figure in the SS/HG community for your many stories - including a personal favourite of mine, A chance for happiness.

Okay, let’s jump right in. What's the story behind your pen name?

I have always had a fascination for the shiny things and the Northwest Coast depictions of Raven the Trickster/Creator, and, I tend to hoard (and get super protective) of my art supplies. Corvids have always been a positive sign in my life. They tend to show up when I’m feeling down and engage in funny antics in the yard. As for dragons, I’ve always had a love for them and think the Western depiction of them as dangerous beasts with no mind but for hoarding treasure and killing people only to be slain by a knight quite despicable.

Which Harry Potter character do you identify with the most?

Severus, actually. I see a lot of my life in his. Hardships, challenges, bullying— trying to be something better and later wondering about unwise decisions. I have a very similar dislike for dunderheads, but I do not share his inclination to denude rosebushes of their petals. Do you have a favourite genre to read? (not in fic, just in general) I have always preferred fantasy and sci-fi.

Do you have a favourite "classic" novel?

I am not sure if you would call it a classic novel, but grew up on all things Tolkien (and even puzzled through the Silmarillion at the grand age of seven), and have a special place in my heart for Watership Down. While I’ve read pieces like War and Peace, Iliad, Ulysses, Pride and Prejudice, Grapes of Wrath, Moby Dick, Great Gatsby, Little Women, Catcher in the Rye, Tom Sawyer/Huckleberry Finn, Scarlet Letter, Don Quixote, To Kill a Mockingbird, Animal Farm, Jane Eyre, Lord of the Flies, Tale of Two Cities, Heart of Darkness, Robinson Crusoe, Alice in Wonderland, Great Expectations, Odyssey, Frankenstein, Dracula, Crime and Punishment, Heart of Darkness, Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde, The Secret Garden, Treasure Island, Anne of Green Gables, Les Misérables, Peter Pan, Gulliver’s Travels, all things Jack London, 20000 Leagues, etc.— they never captured me as aptly as Anne McCaffery’s Dragonriders of Pern or Mercedes Lackley’s the Last Herald Mage. Though, if I were to pick classic stories I read more than once (litmus test for things I like) it would be things such as The Secret Garden, Call of the Wild, Wild Fang, The Hobbit, The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe, and The Last Unicorn. At what age did you start writing? The moment I could pick up pencil and paper, I was writing. I had notepads full of stories I wrote as a kid. Alas, my dad found them one day when I was off to college, made fun of them, and I came home and burned every single one in mortification.

How did you get into writing fanfiction?

The moment TV shows did “stupid things” to their characters. I used to write things about Beauty and the Beast (the old CBS show) when they killed off the main character, Knight Rider, Robocop, Transformers— there are probably far more that I just don’t remember now. I was writing it long before there was a fanfiction dot net or a term to even call it. What's the best theme you've ever come across in a fic? Is it a theme represented in your own works? I am a shameless romantic for the beauty within and sometimes the quite literal love for a monster (not just some person who acts like a monster and changes into a better person.) The misunderstood monster is perhaps my most favourite theme, and it shows up in my stories often if not always. What fandoms are you involved in other than Harry Potter? I ship SessKag from Inuyasha, Lucard/Sophie from Dracula: The Series, and Loki/Hermione when I’m feeling crossover-y. If you could make one change to canon, what would it be? Do you have a favourite piece of fanon? Other than my favourite fanon that Severus lives/survives/finds a better life free of two masters and his guilt, I would say I would want Harry to wise the heck up and realise his father was a swine, his godfather was an almost successful murderer that used his own best mate to try and kill off another student, and his mother wasn’t all that hot either. I would want him to find value in himself without having to make stuff up about his “perfect” parents. Then again, I would want Vernon/Petunia to be arrested for child abuse and put in gaol, but— then the story would have been very different XD Do you listen to music when you write or do you prefer quiet? Sometimes quiet, sometimes music. But usually, I am best mates with Spotify.

What are your favourite fanfictions of all time?

In the HP universe: I honestly don’t read many of them because I’m always writing my own stuff XD, but when I really feel like I need a good Ron bashing SSHG HEA, I read just about anything by IShouldBeWritingSomethingElse. However, that being said, I often return to “The Sun is Often Out” by Hannah-1888 for just the right amount of angst and HEA to make me happy.

In the Inuyasha universe: A Trick of Fate by PristinelyUngifted

In the Marvel universe: Mutual Respect Sends His Regrets by moor

In the Star Trek universe: Gratified By Your Company by starfleetdream

Are you a plotter or a pantser? How does that affect your writing process?

I go by the seat of my feathered rump, to be honest. Inspiration is a fickle, unpredictable beast, and I usually don’t know what is going to happen until it does.

What is your writing genre of choice?

Fantasy

Which of your stories are you most proud of? Why?

Chance of Happiness because it was my very first publication. It may not have been my best, but it was my first, and it very well could have been my last yet somehow wasn’t.

Looks Can Be Deceiving and One Step Forward, Two Decades Back are two epic tales that seemed to demand being written. The fact I finished them was something I think deserves a little pride.

Did it unfold as you imagined it or did you find the unexpected cropped up as you wrote? What did you learn from writing it?

Looks started off with me attempted to write Dramione just once. It failed. Draco demanded to be her brother of the heart, Viktor came in and said “nope she’s mine,” and no one was more surprised at the outcome of that story than me. The characters did what THEY wanted.

I learned that trying to plan a story from start to finish is useless when the characters decide what they want. The story demanded more, and I was just a conduit that typed it down. For me, at least, attempting to outline and plan is utterly useless

How personal is the story to you, and do you think that made it harder or easier to write?

I think every story I write is personal in some way. The inspiration comes from somewhere inside, and I often have no idea what it is until I go back and read it later. I think the story wrote itself in a lot of ways, which made it easier in a way, but there are a lot of things I can’t say were from personal experience because as a high fantasy of talking gryphons and such I can only imagine it. There is no basis in real life on how any of that would go down. There is a freedom in that but also many challenges in making it real enough to identify with despite how alien and fantastic the idea is.

What books or authors have influenced you? How do you think that shows in your writing?

Dragonriders of Pern introduced sentient dragons and the idea that despite a vast difference in species there could be teamwork and love between the two as they teamed up against a greater threat.

The herald-mage books by Mercedes Lackley were also important staples in my childhood because it impressed the values of responsibility despite having powers others did not, and that people were fallible despite greatness and potential.

Gandalara Cycle by Randall Garrett and Vicki Ann Heydron: I cannot tell you how often I read this story. I had dog ears on these novels because there was so much I loved about them. It was a search for humanity when displaced in a seemingly alien world, societal clashes, and the great sha’um (the giant rideable cats) that were the main characters’ partners for life.

The Enchanted Forest Chronicles by Patricia C Wrede: A princess rebels against her arranged marriage by running away to be a dragon princess.

All of these books had creatures in it that chose to partner with a human and be with them for life, not as lovers that you find in the more modern supernatural romance blender out there, but the ultimate friend for life— the family you choose.

Do people in your everyday life know you write fanfiction?

Oh heck no. Hah. They have their secrets, and I have mine. Personally, I think mine are more healthy than theirs.

How true for you is the notion of "writing for yourself"?

Very.

I write for myself. Sometimes I’ll write a story for one of my betas or a sshg friend, but for the most part, I write for my own entertainment because nothing like what I write is out there. There is a lot of SSHG out there, but mine is almost always a creature feature story. I blame X-Files growing up. It tickles me that others enjoy my stories, but in the end I write to get things down and out of my head. They just so happen to entertain others as they do me.

How important is it for you to interact with your audience? How do you engage with them? Just at the point of publishing? Through social media?

I will often engage in A/N talk at the end of chapters, but I really don’t engage in the fandom. I loathe social media. That being said, I read every review, and while I don’t reply to everything because FF dot net is a horrible platform for messaging anymore (or ever was really)-- I appreciate every single one. Sometimes it helps to know people are enjoying the story for the story’s sake.

What is the best advice you've received about writing?

Get a beta, even if you are pretty good at writing. Get one because a second pair of eyes will catch things you don’t. Read your own stuff out loud. If you trip over it, your audience will too. If you stumble, so will they.

Get a beta who isn’t afraid to tell you that your shite stinks in places and you make no sense. You may want a cheerleader, but what you need is a beta. If you are super lucky, you can have both at once.

What do you do when you hit writer's block?

I play computer games and sew things. I’ve sewn a lot of things lately. Scrub caps and masks for work—

There has been a lot of writer’s block lately due to the times, and I will not write when I’m uninspired. I will not force inspiration. That’s not fair to me or those unfortunate enough to share in the reading. I want to be able to go back on a story I wrote and enjoy it and not curse at myself. XD

Has anything in real life trickled down into your writing?

Sometimes certain catch phrases and things from real life friends have trickled in as a sort of Easter egg (unbeknownst to them since I don’t tell them I write fanfic). Sometimes random news stories or whatnot find their way in. Lessons of the day. Random events. Things that are too odd not to stick in my brain somehow. I can’t say I always do it on purpose, though.

Do you have any stories in the works? Can you give us a teaser?

No, I have a goal this year to finish off the unfinished stories. This is made harder because Dragon and the Rose keeps adding more and more bunnies into the idea bin, and my brain wants to run with them, but I’m like NO DANGIT, I HAVE STUFF TO FINISH STILL! It’s a hard thing trying to finish what you start when so much interesting stuff pops up and waves at you like “heeeeeyyyyy I’m cool too!”

Any words of encouragement to other writers?

Keep writing but remember you can always be better. You can always improve. Writing isn’t a popularity contest. It isn’t about how many reviews you get or how many fans you may or may not have. Write because you want to write. Write what you like not what other people like. Write for you because in the end, you are the one who goes back to read it and say “I wrote this story, and I still love it” instead of forcing yourself to write something just because the topic is “popular” and gets a lot of visitors. Write something you’ll be proud to go back and read and enjoy. You’ll find when you write something genuinely, readers will come. And if only one person leaves you a paragraph review on how much your story meant to them out of someone else’s hundreds of “great!” (with nothing else)-- think of what you value more.

If my story helped someone through a dark time.

Just one person—

Then it was a good effort.

Maybe that person didn’t have the bravery to leave a message. Maybe they are ashamed. Maybe they send you a PM instead of a review.

That is, to me, the ultimate reason why I realised that despite writing stories for myself that there are people out there that needed to hear my story at just the right time in their life. If my story can bring a little joy to someone else, then it doesn’t matter how many reviews I have. It doesn’t matter that I don’t have thousands of reviews like “that other author.” What matters is that I told my story; someone out there read it and it spoke to them.

I love hearing from people and what they liked about my stories, but I also am glad that there are some people out there who secretly like my stories but do not feel safe enough to review.

So, I would say to the aspiring author: write for yourself but share it. You never know whose day you will make with your story. They may never tell you. They may tell you years later (happened to me!). There is a good chance that someone out there needs your story as much as you need to write it. That being said, find yourself a beta to share your journey with you. You may find a few friend in the process.

Thanks so much for giving us your time.

You are quite welcome.

#fanfiction #fanfic #ss/hg #snamione #writing

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spaceorphan18 · 4 years

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Kurt Duets Ranked

Part 2 of my Kurt Performances series, we move onto duets -- which will probably the least exciting of conversations, because this isn’t going to be much different than my Klaine Duets rankings. I didn’t go check that, however, so we’ll see how I feel about them now that more time has passed.

Meanwhile, the thing about the duets section is that while there are a ton of great songs in this one, it feels limited. Glee didn’t like to stray from what it knew worked, and therefore, we get Kurt having only a handful of duet partners, and only two of them make up a majority of the songs. It’s unfortunate that we didn’t get more Kurt and Mercedes duets, but even more unfortunate that Kurt didn’t sing with a larger variety of people. I mean, could you imagine a season 4 Kurt/Santana duet? Or something season 1 or 2 with Kurt/Quinn? Lots of possibilities, little room for experimentation.

That said - I do enjoy a vast majority of these songs, and like the solos, most of them complement Kurt’s story nicely.

Kurt Duets Ranked:

27. Candles (Original Song, 2x16)

You guys can’t seriously be surprised by this, right? As with all of these numbers, I went back to listen to see if I’ve changed my mind. Nope. And here’s the funny part - I actually do like this song. But the arrangement, production, and context of this number is terrible. My theory is that Original Song had so many songs in it that they were rushed to get this one done. Coupled with the fact that that the arrangement was redone (by Darren? - idk, Darren’s usually better than this.) and probably rushed means that it was just sloppy by the time they got to production.

From a music point of view, the arrangement is not complementary to either of their voices, and both of them clash on harmonies and go out of tune multiple times throughout the song. On top of that, the emotion of the song is completely off. It’s a break up song -- purposely more tailored for the Finchel story line at the time -- but doesn’t mesh well with Klaine’s getting together story. It feels awkward and out of place, and one of those times where I think who ever picked this song made a bad choice.

I know there are those out there who like it -- and that’s great! Don’t let me slow you down. But it will remain a weak link in an otherwise solid discography.

26. Get Back (Tina in the Sky with Diamonds, 5x02)

While this is way, way better than Candles, I do think it’s a weaker number for Kurt, and Kurt/Rachel, seeing that you’ll see they have some fantastic numbers coming up on this list. Not a favorite Beatles song of mine in the first place, not helping is the fact that this song should have a grittier and harsher sound than either of these relatively more classically trained vocalists can give it.

There is some fun with the choreography (weird NYADA piano tuning thing aside - that’s not how you tune pianos...), and Kurt and Rachel’s voices mesh just fine, but the rest of songs on the list just offer a bit more.

25. Memory (Old Dogs, New Tricks, 5x19)

This one is... rough. And it makes me sad to say that about a song picked specifically by Chris Colfer. For Kurt’s part, it’s a perfectly adequate rendition of Memory, though I think it lacks any of the deeper emotion that Kurt normally brings to his solos. But marring it further is the addition of June Squibb (who doesn’t have the same caliber of voice) and the fact that the scene itself is a bit of forced sentimentality. I get what Chris was going for in the script, but we’ve barely met these people, and they’re not memorable enough for us to get a tug on the heartstrings that this song wants us to have. The scene just kinda falls flat. (I’m sorry Chris!)

24. Lucky Star (Old Dogs, New Tricks, 5x19)

I promise, I’m not picking on Chris, even if the two songs he specifically wrote for himself are down here at the bottom. At least this one has more entertainment value even if I think it’s not a great performance. Kurt flying around as Peter Pan is super cute, and the song choice works relatively well with the scene. Once again, though, June Squibb’s Maggie is not a vocalist (And that’s fine - she’s a super cute old person), as well as this is bogged down in that weird sentimentality Memory was going for. It’s not really good, but at least it’s entertaining.

23. Story of My Life (The Back Up Plan, 5x18)

On a list featuring the what works and doesn’t for Kurt’s performances, this one just... oy. First of all, technically, the boys sound fine. Their voices mesh just fine, as usual, though Blaine’s voice is better suited for these slightly melodramatic boy band numbers. It’s a fine song to listen to in the car. Watching the performance, though, is rough. It’s done that way intentionally, to fit the context of the story -- and while it’s supposed to be comedic, to me it comes off as awkward and cringeworthy. Kurt has some odd performance choices, but normally a good performer, and this makes him kind of a bumbling idiot for the sake of the story, to the point where I rarely ever watch this one. I get what they were going for, and enjoy the song as just a song, but am not really a fan of the actual performance.

22. It’s Too Late (Jagged Little Tapestry, 6x03)

This one I definitely have some mixed feelings about. The song is fine, albeit a little on the pop-y side, though that’s intentional for the theme of the episode. And it’s the first time one of these songs directly commentating on the story that’s actually going on with Kurt. On the one hand, the angst of the scene is played well, and these boys pining for each other works for this part of the story. On the other, the vocals are a tad on the generic side (though these boys always sound great each other), and I’m still not sure I understand what was going on with the fantasy element during the middle of the song. Still, it accomplish the feel the story needed, which is why it gets bumped up here.

21. I Am Changing (New Directions, 5x13)

We only get two Kurtcedes duets on this show, which is a damn travesty. But what makes it harder is this one is, well, a little one sided. Mercedes freakin’ brings the house down with her half of the song -- clearly Amber Riley deserves all the credit she got for doing Dream Girls. Kurt, on the other hand, sounds a little rough here. I’m not sure if it’s because Chris’s voice changed during the show, and it actually got deeper, or if it’s due to the weird production values of season 5, but Kurt’s solo verse is a bit harsh and unrefined, and not in a good way. Mercedes saves it and steals the show, and when the two come together they sound fantastic, but this one gets dropped a little further down because it’s just not a strong one for Kurt. Add to that the fact that they’re trying to make Rachel and Santana be friends again, and the song is unfortunately a weaker one.

20. I Believe In A Thing Called Love (Frenemies, 5x09)

Look, I love Elliott, and I love that Adam Lambert came onto the show. He and Chris had some great chemistry, which actually does show through this performance. It’s fun and crazy and a bit out of Kurt’s normal repertoire, but that’s okay, because Kurt lets loose a little, and it’s really fun to watch. No - Kurt can’t match Elliott when it comes to the heavier rock material -- this is much better suited for Lambert than it is for Colfer, and there are times when Kurt kind of gets overshadowed and out performed, but that’s fine. We get to see Kurt pole dance - I think that’s justification enough to have it where it is on the list.

19. White Christmas (Glee, Actually, 4x10)

Believe it or not, out of the three Christmas duets Kurt and Blaine have, this is my favorite to listen to. I love this song, and I love this arrangement. They sound gorgeous on it as it highlights the strengths of their voices when singing together. My biggest issue is, really, with the scene overall. Look - it’s not easy choreographing people who aren’t used to doing routines on ice skates, and I get that. But due to that fact, the performance ends up being a lot of shots of people who aren’t Kurt and Blaine, and that’s a shame. The other two Christmas duets are much more in sync than this one, and this one is really being held back by the technical difficulty. Still - I like the song, and the context that it’s in, which is why it’s as high as it is.

18. Let it Snow (Extraordinary Merry Christmas, 3x09)

While lower than it perhaps deserves, upon watching it again, I know I’m placing it higher on the list of Klaine duets. It’s an incredibly hard number to do with all the dance steps and vocal runs, and the two of them nail it while being in character as their characters and as the Christmas special characters. I’m kind of in awe at the technical ability of this one, and it’s a shame the writers didn’t always play to Kurt and Blaine’s (and Chris and Darren’s) strengths. It’s not a personal favorite of mine, nor does the song hold much weight with their story, but it’s an incredible embodiment of what makes Klaine - Klaine, and showcases how well they can work together when given really good material.

17. You Make Me Feel So Young (New, New York, 5x14)

This is one of those songs that I go back and forth on, and really could write a dissertation on it, because I think there are a lot of elements both internal and external going on, which makes the onscreen performance... weird. But I feel like that would get way too long for the likes of this already too long post. So, I’ll say this. Vocally, they sound fantastic together, which is why I think it deserves to be up there on the list. It’s also one of the few times that we get to see genuine domestic Klaine being themselves with each other, which is also very cool. My issues with the acting and directing of the scene are very nitpicky, and it all lines up with my growing consensus that one of the weaker elements of season 5 were the musical numbers, but if y’all want more, I’ll do another post on just this song specifically. For now, I’ll just say that I enjoy the good things about the song, even if some of it leaves an awkward taste in my mouth.

16. Animal (Sexy, 2x15)

Animal is one of the few truly comedic performances Kurt gets to do. Between the silly sexy faces, euphemistic foam, and overkill addition of plastic balls, it’s hard to take this one very seriously, but that is the point. Both boys sound great on it, and it’s a lot of fun to watch -- being cringy in a good way. I really don’t have any criticisms of it besides I just prefer the others on the list just a bit more. But we’re getting into that territory where I think all of these songs are solidly good, and on any given day, I could rearrange the whole list.

15. 4 Minutes (The Power of Madonna, 1x15)

The second, and original, of the Kurtcedes duets, this is the first time in the show that Kurt gets to turn his sexy on, and it’s really awesome that they give him the chance to shine in such a way. Despite the fact that Kurt is doing the occasional weird hand gesture and choreography in this one, he and Mercedes play off each other incredibly well, and it’s a shame they never let these two really get to do anything once the juggernaut of Hummelberry came along. No, the song isn’t the best for Kurt’s voice, but sometimes it’s the spectacle of what’s going on during the number rather than how it sounds.

14. Love is a Battlefield (Tested, 5x16)

Showing that not all Season 5′s numbers were, well, not up to par as everything else, we’ve got this Klaine duet, which might be one of my favorite pieces of choreography and showmanship on the show. I really don’t like the song, at all, which I know goes against the grain of a lot of you, but it’s a testament to how powerful this number is visually that I’ve ranked it so high. (It’s about anger sex guys, and more sexual than the scarcely few sexy time-ish scenes we actually got.) The boys sound great on it, and the layered acting in it is pitch perfect. I love this duet, even if I’m not a fan of the song.

13. Ding, Dong, The Witch is Dead (The Purple Piano Project, 3x01)

Well, there is a reason Hummelberry was what it became, and this showcases that to perfection. The song isn’t worth much story wise, but it does show just how wonderfully these two play against each other, as well as sounding great together. This song is playful and light and the perfect showcase for what real talents they both are. I have my issues with Hummelberry (really, I do) but I can’t deny that they’re standout performers together, and everything about this number comes together to show that off.

12. Perfect (I Kissed a Girl, 3x07)

Look, this list is subjective. Yes, there are a few that stand over the rest and a few that are really not that great, but most of Kurt’s duets, like his solos, are really all solid performances. And I just happen to really love this song. I’m not going to defend Blaine’s questionable rapping or the context this song is performed in the episode. But what I will say is that I love what the lyrics have to say about Klaine’s relationship at the time, and the fact that they both (but especially Kurt) sound so great here. Plus, I enjoy jamming out to this one in my car.

11. Daydream Believer (Dreams Come True, 6x13)

This just happens to be one of my favorite songs ever, and I’m so glad this got to be the last Klaine duet. I have no issues about how well they sound together. As cute as they are dancing with the kids, I do wish the context would have been totally different -- I wish that they were singing this to each other -- or their own child. But I still think it’s a pretty meaningful song, and I love it, so here we are.

10. Just Can’t Get Enough (I Do, 4x14)

I unabashedly love this song. Sure the song is rather repetitive and is going on during other people’s plot lines, but every time I hear this one, I just want to get up and dance along with it. The boys sound great on it, and they get to be rather flirty in the moments that the camera is actually on them. If only the had more screen time, I probably put this one higher near the top.

9. Somebody Loves You (Transitioning, 6x07)

A lot like Just Can’t Get Enough, this duet is flirty and adorable and I love everything about it. They sound great together and, as usual, play off each other well. On top of that, the song itself plays nicely into the Klaine story of the moment, which I appreciate. It’s not a perfect performance, but an incredibly enjoyable one, and that’s what matters.

8. American Boy (The Untitled Rachel Berry Project, 5x20)

Are either Kurt or Blaine suite for Rap and R&B? No, not really, but do I care? No. As you’ve probably noticed, I love these flirty duets, this is one of the best ones. Sure, they don’t really capture the style or tone of the original very well. But they’re having a lot of fun out there and being adorable while doing it. And Kurt simulates having sex. I mean, do I really need to say more? But really - I actually enjoy this song a lot, so there we go.

7. Popular (2009, 6x12)

This is easily the best performance of Kurt’s limited performances in season 6. Kurt and Rachel haven’t head a duet together since Season Five’s Get Back (interesting right?) but they’re able to turn right back on the magic that was going on in the earlier seasons. This song is near perfection -- the acting is solid, the performance is layered -- being both comedic and a commentary about the both of them, and they sound wonderful together. This is truly a treat for the end of the series, and I’m a little sad the rest of the season didn’t put as much effort into its musical numbers.

6. Come What May (Girls and Boys on Film, 4x15)

The thing about Come What May, for me, is that it’s deeply a romantic song - and shot (intentionally) in a very movie-like way. I love so much about this, from the staging, to the bit of flashbacks setting the tone at the beginning, to the misdirect and reveal that it’s really Kurt’s fantasy and not Blaine’s. Vocally, there are a few weaker spots towards the beginning, but that can be overlooked when visually and lyrically there is so much wonderful things going on here. I love when a performance can have layers to it -- and this one say so much about Kurt as a character and the head space that he’s in, while being deeply romantic without being vulgar, that it firmly takes a spot near the top of the list.

5. Got to Get You Into My Life (Love, Love, Love, 5x01)

The thing that’s so great about good Klaine duets is their push and pull of each other. This duet has a ton of that -- each of them playing against each other in such a flirty way. They sound great, they look great, the number has a ton of energy, and the bright tone is a nice change from all the somberness that came along with season 4. It’s a visual treat as well as a aural one, and nearly flawless in execution, which is why it’s ranked so high on the list.

4. Rockstar (New, New York, 5x14)

Is this really one of Kurt’s best duets? Technically, probably not. I don’t really care - I. Love. This. Song. Really, I listen to it all the time, and it’s just a song I never tire of. It’s really Adam Lambert’s show, and Kurt is kind of dancing around like the littler brother of the rockstar that is Elliot ‘Starchild’ Gilbert. And I do think Kurt and Elliot’s voices mesh rather well -- even if Kurt’s overshadowed a bit here. But that’s all fine - because this song makes me happy for no other reason that it does, and that’s a fine reason to be near the top of the list.

3. Baby, It’s Cold Outside (A Very Glee Christmas, 2x10)

I keep trying to think of reasons not to put this as the number one Klaine duets. I keep looking at the list thinking that something else about one of the other duets will stand out more, and I just can’t. This scene and this performance is damn near flawless. I’ve already talked about this scene at length, and I really don’t have anything new to add, but here’s the thing -- this song sounds wonderful, the game of cat and mouse they play with each other is one of the best scenes on the entire show, and I can’t say enough at how brilliant and layered and amazing this scene is. Hands down, best Klaine duet, and one of the best overall duets on the show.

2. Happy Days Are Here Again/Get Happy (Duets, 2x04)

The thing is, about this duet, is that it’s iconic. Just hands down iconic. Not only were they able to take an old school mash-up done by Babs and Judy and make it their own, but they gave it the same amount of power and emotion the original had as well. I don’t think it’s easy to sit on a stool and make any kind of song engaging but these two are able to do it. They sound flawless on a technically difficult song. There’s subtly and nuance in the performance. There’s balance and give and take. And contextually, it fits in nicely with where each of the characters are at. On top of that, it’s a really great arrangement of these two songs in the first place. I have nothing but good things to say about one of my favorite songs and favorite performances on the show. And while Hummelberry has so, so many issues as a friendship -- their ability to make amazing performances together was not one of them.

1. For Good (New York, 2x22)

I went back and forth on what the order of the top three would be -- they could easily be interchangeable they’re all so good. But here’s the thing about this one. I feel like this one just takes an extra step up in, well, everything -- the performance level, the context, the layers of emotion woven through this song, it just hangs itself up a little higher than the rest of them. Yes, Kurt and Rachel sound as good as they ever do -- playing off each other and meshing with each other brilliantly. But this song is a grand musical theater piece that they pull off masterfully.

But on top of that... The weight this song has is given is higher than pretty much any other song on this list. it’s a perfect fitting song that punctuates their paralleling journey throughout the season. This song is a final statement and thesis of everything that became before it, and because of that, I’m ranking it as the best of Kurt’s duets.

#finding kh #kurt hummel #non link no photos version #because tumblr is the worst and has a million restrictions

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theatrelove3000 · 4 years

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Moving Day

Hi! I hate writing these so I am keeping it short. I procrastinated this for the last 13 days but I finally finished it! Also, @thatavengersbitch if you post about my misspelling Stark tower, you will get no Irondad.

Summary: Loki and Noelle move into Stark Tower and watch the Baby Starks.

Warnings: Idk. Swearing maybe? There are references to sex but nothing to crazy. Mostly kissing.

Moving Day

Noelle PoV:

“I think that is everything.” I say breathlessly as I drop the last box onto the floor of the bedroom.

Loki comes up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. Placing a kiss on my cheek and setting his chin on my shoulder, he starts to complain.“I still do not see why we cannot just share a bed chamber. I know they do not know we are courting but... well. I don’t really sleep without you.” Loki says softly.

I turn in his arms to face him and wrap my arms around his neck. “We are going to share a room. We just can’t do so publicly yet. We have to lay low for a while.” He huffs and pouts, his lower lip jutting out slightly. I laugh and press my lips to his for a moment before backing away and starting to unpack the boxes.

“Are we going to let them believe we are simply friends? I am not sure if you have noticed but you do not look at me the way you would a friend.” He asks, picking up his box of books and starting to put them in the bookcase.

I scoff, “Me?! What about you? It’s like you have suction cups for fingers!”

“Me? Initiating physical contact? Never.” He comes up behind me and growls the ‘never’ in my ear. He is close but not actually touching me. My automatic reaction is to lean into him. It isn’t until after I did it that it occurs to me that I proved his point.

He laughs triumphantly and wraps his arms around my waist, bending to kiss my neck. Before we can go any further, we are interrupted by a knock on the door. I sigh and Loki groans, releasing me. I open the door and am met by the Iron Man himself.

“Good, you aren’t busy.” He enters the living room, looking around.

“No, no. We aren't unpacking or anything.” I mutter sarcastically. Tony didn’t seem to hear me.

He rounds on me and starts talking again. “So I have a gala tonight and I remembered that you aren’t the biggest fan of crowds so I wondered if you could watch Morgan tonight. Pete is staying here, too, so he will help out. I am willing to pay you to babysit if you want.”

“I’m down. What time are you leaving?”

“About 6:30. I can drop her here but she needs to end up in her room at my place.” He adds, glancing at a text he got.

“We can chill in the lounge and carry her to her own bed.” I say. I catch a glance at who he is talking to and what the contact name is. Spiderson. “Have you adopted the kid yet?” I chuckle.

Tony’s head shoots up to glare at me. “If you must know, I just talked to his aunt about it. I am waiting for the paperwork to show up.”

“That’s fantastic, Tones!” I hug him and he willingly reciprocates. We have been working on physical affection and he has gotten a lot better about it. “Congratulations. Have you told him yet?”

“No. I am waiting for the paperwork to ask him. Don’t say anything about it yet, okay?”

“Got it. Hey! Could I take Morgan with me to the grocery store? It would be better for us to go later in the day so that we aren’t recognized as much.” I throw an arm around his shoulders.

“We normally have things delivered if you’d prefer that than going to a store. We haven’t really been going out since the news of Sokovia broke. Quite the uproar.” He pokes my ribs, trying to make me laugh through the seriousness of his statement.

“Nah. I got this. I am better at disguises than you dweebs. Sunglasses, baseball caps, and hoodies? Amateurs!”

“You can change your appearance at will!” Tony argues back.

“You can?” I hear a voice behind me and both Tony and I jump.

“By the Norns, Loki! That isn’t funny. You can’t just pop up behind me like that; you’ll hurt yourself.” I warn him, raising an eyebrow.

He laughs and teasingly pats my head. “But then I would never get any of those amusing reactions. And you didn’t answer my question, Noelle.”

I sigh, “Yes I can change my appearance at will. I practiced with Frigga after you fell from the bridge. I thought I told you this?”

“I feel as though-”

“Okay! Time out for thee and time out for thee.” Tony stops us dramatically, “Focus on issues or focus on me.”

Loki and I pause for a moment, looking at the man of Iron.

“So the kid showed me Thomas Sanders and I think he’s funny. Sue me!”

“I am using that.”

“Thanks a lot, Tony.”

“Blame the kid! Will you come with me for a bit? I need some help with things only you know the answer to.” Tony tips his head towards the door.

“Uh, sure. You keep unpacking, I will be back.” I say to Loki as I follow Tony out the door.

We head to the elevators and he pushes the button leading to his personal apartments.

“Are you sure he is safe to be around?” he asks.

I roll my eyes and sigh. “Yes. If you are worried about how he will be with Morgan, he had a son before. And from what I have seen at the garden parties, he is excellent with her age group.”

“Wasn’t his son a horse though?”

“No!” I laugh, “He was Asgardian and looked like we do. Those stories of his ‘children’ were rumours Thor made up and spread to the Midgardians that worshiped them.”

Tony chuckles. “Whatever. If you stay with him, fine. Don't leave him by himself.”

“Yeah. Okay.” He opens the door to his apartment and I am suddenly hit with the smell of pizza and the sound of a toddler playing with her future older brother.

“Hey, kiddos!” I say as I walk in.

“Auntie Elle!” Morgan cries.

“Hi, Baby Stark! How are you?” I ask, lifting the two year old up and onto my hip. She nuzzles into my neck and Peter comes over, doing the same.

“We are great! Morgan and I missed you. Have you brought Mr. Loki this time?” Peter questions lively.

“I did! He is downstairs unpacking the apartment. He is gonna be helping me watch you two tonight.”

Peter does one of those weird dances and Morgan squeals. The children have never met Loki but Peter really wants to and Morgan doesn’t really know the difference. She is too young to have prejudices against other people.

I set Morgan on her feet and watch her take off back to the table where she colours while Pete does his homework. I spot Pepper enter the room and make my way over to give her a quick hug.

“Are you settling nicely? Apartment is to your liking?” She asks me, pulling away and patting her daughter’s head.

“It’s wonderful. Thank you both for letting us move in. We really appreciate it.”

“Nonsense. You don’t need to thank us, Elle. You are family. We wouldn’t have let you live in the streets.” Tony chimes in, draping an arm around my shoulders. “Plus, free babysitting!”

“Woah, woah, woah there, Iron Man. You said you’d pay for my services.” I tease, pushing him away.

He laughs and ducks away from me, “Are you asking for compensation, Lady Darkness?”

“No,” I sigh, “But I am not totally opposed to you buying my groceries?” I cock an eyebrow at him. Pep laughs and hands me a credit card with my name on it.

“Company card. Whatever you need, we got you.”

“Thanks, Pep. I am going to go help Loki unpack the rest of our stuff. That is, unless you need me for anything else?”

“Nope. get outta here. See you in a few hours!”

I wave to the children and head back to my room.

~~~~~Le Time Skip~~~~~

Loki is sitting in a chair with a book open in his lap while I am in the common kitchen making tea for both of us. When I finish, I take him one of the mugs. He thanks me and lets his fingers linger on mine for a moment longer than necessary. I walk away before he can decide that he doesn’t care if the others know of our relationship.

As I sit on the couch and open my book, I hear the elevator doors open and the patter of two little rubber soles running as fast as they could to the couch.

“Hi!” cries the culprit of the noise.

“Hello, Morgan! Are you ready to go to the store with me?”

“Yes!”

“Okay. Let me put my shoes on and we can go.” I tell her and set her on the couch next to me.

“We will be back around one or two. Behave yourselves, don’t burn down my tower.” Tony pops his head in and sends Peter into the room.

As I lace up my combat boots, I hear Peter approach Loki. I look up to watch what the kid does.

He sticks his hand out to shake Loki’s hand. “Hi, I’m Peter!”

Loki glances at me before setting his book aside and taking Pete’s hand. “Loki of Asgard.”

Peter releases Loki’s hand and bounces on the balls of his feet. “So… are you really a… bad guy? Auntie Elle says you aren’t but you hear things.”

Loki smirks at the spiderling’s question. “Well, Peter. My villainy varies from moment to moment.”

“Okay! So on a scale from one to ten, ten being, like, killing puppies and one being ‘I’ll spit on your hotdog’, where are you right now?”

Loki chuckles and purses his lips thinking about it. “Maybe a three?”

“Cool.” Peter says happily, “Just let me know if it gets above a six okay?”

Loki nods and whispers in my mind ‘I like him.’

‘I knew you would!’ I reply. “Okay, kiddos!” I say, out loud this time. “Are we all ready to go to the store? We need to get stuff to make cookies!”

Morgan cheers and tugs my shirt to lift her up. “Before we go… Morgan, this is my very, very good friend, Loki.”

The toddler gives him a big smile and he waves at her, smiling just as wide at her. The four of us get on the elevator and take it down to the garage level and load into one of Tony’s cars. I drive because a car is not a horse and Loki doesn’t get to drive Tony’s Mercedes.

~~~~~Le Time Skip II~~~~~

After making cookies, we all sit on the couch for a while and watch Morgan’s favorite movie: Frozen. Morgan is weary of Loki at first but after he uses his magic to turn off the lights and makes a glowing golden orb appear, she is totally comfortable with him. She even tells Peter, “Issa wizard, Petey!” making all of us laugh.

As the night grew later, Morgan warmed up to Loki considerably. She actually ends up crawling over to him and leaning into him during the movie when she gets tired. She falls asleep on his chest and he carries her up to her room.

She wakes up when he sets her down and she asks him to read to her.

“Of course, smár einn. What would you like to hear?”

She grins, scrambles out of bed and over to her little white bookcase. She pulls out the book she wants and hands it to Loki.

“Goodnight Moon?” He reads the title and she nods enthusiastically. He nods and helps her back into bed. He sits beside her after she tucks herself in. “Ready?”

“Goodnight Moon by Margaret Wise Brown. In the great green room; there was a telephone; and a red balloon; and a picture of; the cow jumping over; And three little bears sitting on chairs; And two little kittens; And a pair of mittens; And a little toy house; And a young mouse; And a comb and a brush and a bowl full of mush; And a quiet old lady who was whispering ‘hush’”

Baby Stark is falling asleep but is obviously trying to fight it. She keeps trying to keep her eyes open after a particularly long blink. I have to admit I feel a little sleepy myself, what with my lover reading one of my favorite stories from my childhood aloud. How could you not with a velvet voice like his?

“Good night room; Goodnight moon; Goodnight cow jumping over the moon; Goodnight light; And the red balloon; Goodnight Bears; Goodnight chairs; Goodnight Kittens; And goodnight mittens; Goodnight clocks; And goodnight socks; Goodnight little house; And goodnight mouse; Goodnight comb; And goodnight brush; Goodnight nobody; Goodnight mush; Ang goodnight to the old lady whispering ‘hush’;Goodnight stars; Goodnight air; Goodnight noises everywhere.” He finishes at a whisper. She is asleep.

“Well done.” We hear a whisper at the door. I jump slightly but Loki doesn’t react much. “She never falls asleep that fast.” Tony says, slightly begrudgingly.

“His voice is soothing to everyone. I am half asleep myself.” I nudge Tony as we all walk out to the elevator. “Have fun tonight?”

He rolls his eyes. “Tons. I am going to bed now. Thank you again.”

“Any time, Tones.” I say as the doors close and Loki and I are finally alone.

He stands relatively close to me and lets his fingers brush my own. If I wasn’t positive of the cameras in the elevator, I would kiss him right here and now.

‘I figured as much.’ He says.

‘I want my bed.’ I groan.

‘I love when you are in bed.’ He smirks. I roll my eyes and elbow him, causing more of a bruise to myself than any damage on him. He chuckles as the doors open again and we enter our apartment.

As soon as the door is closed behind us, my back is to it and his lips are on mine.

“Calm down.” I whisper against his lips when we come up for air.

“It is difficult knowing that I am in a society where touching you isn’t scandalous and not being able to because we have to keep our relationship a secret.” He growls against my throat. “I am touch-starved.”

I laugh and run my fingers through his hair. “I really am tired, Loki.” I whisper.

“Let me escort you to our chambers then, my love.” And with that, he scoops me up into his arms and carries my to the bedroom. He sets me on the bed and I start to stand up to change into pyjamas but he pushes me back down. He moves to the dresser and pulls out his black sleep pants and my flannel shorts. He throws them to me as I start peeling my clothes off my body.

“You didn’t give me a top.” I tell him. He pulls his own shirt off and hands it to me.

“Problem solved.”

I laugh and tug his shirt over my head, breathing him in. He smells like tea and old books and the forest. Like home.

Laying back, I settle against the pillows and watch him move across the rooms to catch the lightswitch. He crawls in next to me and lets me curl into his warmth.

“You are very good with her.” I whisper.

“She reminds me of Nari. Just as happy as he was.” He mutters.

I let my hand stroke his face, comforting him anyway I can. Nari dies centuries ago but the loss of a child never heals completely. “He loved you.”

“He would have loved you, as well.”

I smile. He thinks his son would have loved me.

Loki starts humming to me. It’s an old Asgardian lullaby that never fails to knock me out.

I fall asleep minutes later.

#loki #loki fanfic #loki x oc #loki x ofc #peter parker #spiderman #spiderson #baby stark #iron man #Avengers #avengers fic #pepper stark #pepper potts #tony stark

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this-shit-bnanas · 4 years

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Coffee Spoons: Chapter 4

[harpy screams]

Alan x Michiru

First : Previous : Next

AO3. FFn.

Shirou had some pretense or another to be up in Alan's office, but it was neither explicit nor satisfactory. It never was.

As Shirou waved his arms and growled about some test or another, Alan wondered when—if—he could ever fire him. Alan wasn't even Shirou's direct superior. Shirou shouldn't even be in Alan's office unless someone had held up a mouse and ripped its head off right in front of him. Which was a shame, because at least that would be interesting.

As it was, Shirou was here. In front of him.

Honestly, it was too bad Rose saw some great potential in Shirou. The man didn't even have a PhD, and anything great he could do was clouded over with his stalwart adherence to ethics. Maybe he and Rose had dated at some point. Who broke up with who?

"Shirou," Alan said, interrupting, "this is just a rough draft. A trial run, even. There's only so much we can do with the genetic research."

"So much?" His eyes almost bugged out of his skull. "Run another cell culture. It's one thing to test the effects on cells, another to start with mice—"

"I wonder if the cells would agree," Alan said. It did nothing to quell Shirou. "Science only progresses through trial and error. The results from the preliminary studies are back, they're done, Shirou."

"And I've read the procedure," Shirou shot back. "There's—"

"Is there a particular reason you've come to me instead of Rose or your superior?"

Ah, there we go. Shirou was caught off guard, eyes flashing with irritation, confusion. Maybe it was a subconscious thing, trying to protect his little bunny rabbit. Alan grinned. Shirou said: "I didn't know I had to make an appointment."

"Is this about me inviting Michiru to that little party?" Alan played with a pen on his tabletop.

Shirou didn't stop to think. Not very coolheaded, this one. "Why would Michiru's personal life have anything to do with what we're currently discussing?"

Alan gave a little shrug. "Perhaps this has less to do with the—" fucking "—mice and more with the ethics of dating an employee?"

Shirou's face was stony. "I believe that's an HR issue."

Alan gestured. "And I believe this is an issue for the lab director or your direct superior." He shuffled the lab procedure Shirou had thrown on his desk and handed it back to him. "If you have any further concerns, don't hesitate to contact me again." With an email, maybe.

Shirou's eye twitched.

…

Alan checked his hair in the sun visor. He had been waiting for Michiru in the parking lot for fifteen minutes; hopefully she hadn't gone home and decided to stay there. His suit was nice, and he had brought an umbrella for the rain, and his hair was good. Where—

Michiru knocked frantically on the passenger side window.

Alan unlocked it and a soaking Michiru fell into the passenger seat. She shook her hair out like a dog, laughing. She sat on heated, leather seats, dripping and giggling. "Sorry!" she said, "I was walking here and I got caught in the rain." Her teeth had started to chatter.

"Perfectly alright," Alan said, amused despite himself. He turned the heat up and began to drive. "Do you live far? How'd that all happen?"

Michiru wrung out her hair into her lap. "I was just taking the bus here, but the stop is a few blocks down and I guess I forgot to check the weather." She looked around Alan's car like she had just realized where she was. "Your car is really nice!"

"Thank you. It's a Mercedes."

She rubbed the smooth black dashboard. "I guess I didn't really realize you had a car."

Alan had told her he was going to pick her up at work, but he didn't feel the need to remind her. "It doesn't get much use. I would love to take it for a road trip, some day." It would likely get stolen, but he also kept that to himself.

"A road trip?" She looked at him, nose wrinkling as she smiled. "That's an American thing, right? Japan is pretty small. And we have a lot of trains."

"Yes, but a train trip doesn't sound as nice." This got a nice laugh from her. "You look nice tonight."

She had worn a pair of leggings and a nice, flowy top. She had thrown that warm jacket on top of the ensemble. She was severely underdressed. There was a little braid in her hair; Alan wondered if she had done it, fingers nimble, or if that roommate had helped.

"Thank you," she said, unabashed. "I burrowed this top from Nazuna. I told her it was a soiree, but she said there are a bunch of types of those, so we didn't really know what I should wear." Her phone buzzed and she pulled it out and became absorbed.

She leaned forward to read and text back, hair hanging down and exposing the back of her neck. A sliver of her back was exposed—he could see it in the flashes of warm light from the streetlamps—and Alan wanted to reach out with one hand and touch her there, feel the cold of her spine, the curve of her ribs, the soft of stomach and the tops of her hips.

Alan looked back at the road and tapped a beat on the steering wheel. When she looked up from the phone, he asked: "Have you eaten?"

"Nope." She looked out the window at the passing buildings. "There's food at this thing, right?"

"There's alcohol, and snacks." Alan glanced over slowly—casually, he hoped. "We could always grab food afterwards.

"There's probably not a McDonald's nearby, huh?" She sighed in mock disappointment. Alan didn't think it was entirely fake. "Buildings here are too nice; it would be funny to see a McDonald's just there, in between everything." She pulled out her phone again. Distractedly, she said: "Actually, where are we going?"

Alan wanted to pull the car over and take her wrists, squeeze to feel the tendons underneath his fingers. Catch her gaze with his own. "An art gallery. It's rather nice, you might like it. Abstract and modern."

Michiru perked up. "I was worried it was going to be, like, a board room. A meeting."

Alan exhaled sharply through his nose. "The people going to this thing have seen the inside of enough board rooms to last a lifetime. They like to spice it up a little."

Michiru looked at him again. He could feel her thinking next to him. "Are you one of those people?"

Was he? "Maybe," he said. "I won't object to looking at fine art."

She hummed. There was a heartbeat of silence. And then, in another tone of voice: "If you had to pick a place, where would you pick?"

Alan had picked places before. Rooftop gardens and rich mahogany rooms and mirrors reflecting the same people again and again. Rich and polite and terribly boring. He had been to a beach for something—he forgot what—but it was a mess, with sand working its way into shoes, but it had been nice, the dark, the waves crashing unseen.

"McDonald's," he said.

She burst out laughing. "Really?"

"Sure," he said. He heard something playful in his voice, unconsciously. "Good food, good atmosphere—" She erupted into giggles again. "How about you?" he returned.

"Hm, that's a hard one." She jiggled her knee, hming some more. "I guess somewhere with water? I don't know if that's fancy enough."

Alan blinked, the only sign of surprise he gave. "That sounds nice," he said, almost to himself.

#bna #brand new animal #alan sylvasta #michiru kagemori #alan/michiru #fanfiction #writing

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princeazurathepathetic · 4 years

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Character meme! Uhmm Niles, Caspar and Mercedes ? If i can ask for a few x3

Yes you most CERTAINLY can my friend!

I'll do em one at a time!

First, Niles, my boi:

My otp for them:

Leo and Odin. (As a threesome) ot3 definately.

My brotp for them:

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Odin (again).

Any other ships:

Leo and Odin on their own. Takumi. Laslow. And I may ship Subakniles just a bit (it's a love hate relationship)

Their best friend:

HMMMM IS IT WEIRD THAT I WANT TO SAY ODIN AGAIN??? Odin.

My favorite nickname for them:

I can't think of any... So... Niles!

My favorite AU of them:

Retainer/Lord role swap au! (it makes for some great comedy lmao)

My favorite outfit they wear:

Just his regular outfit actually! I do like his Halloween outfit, but I actually like his regular one better.

Defining color:

Navy!

Would I date them:

Nope. Definately not. Never. But he is really good looking I'll grant him that!

First impression:

I did not care about him at all. So I didn't really have much of an impression.

Current impression:

Love my boi!!! He's a great and interesting character, and I finally understand why the (no longer existent) Fates fandom likes him so much!

Hogwarts House:

... Hufflepuff or Slytherin.

Which Pokemon starter they’d be:

Again, I'm not sure if I'm supposed to do the most recent starters, or all starters in general, so I shall do both! For Galar, I think he'd go for Sobble. And out of all of them? ...maybe Mudkip?? Idk I'm bad at this one!

OKAY! LETS DO CASPAR!!!

My otp for them:

... I have not read all of his supports so I may have to before u can PROPERLY answer this. But.. (don't judge me) Hubert.

My brotp for them:

Ashe. Definately

Any other ships:

Casphardt is great!

Their best friend:

I REALLY DONT UNDERSTAND THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN THIS QUESTION AND THE BROTP QUESTION BUT HEY! ASHE AGAIN! And Petra! And Ferdie

My favorite nickname for them:

Caspie

My favorite AU of them:

Really ridiculous and overdramatic Tangled AU with Linhardt as Rapunzel (don't even ask, I am an odd little bean)

My favorite outfit they wear:

... I like his Brigand outfit. (I know I'm weird, alright?)

Defining color:

(I'm a normie but) Bright blue!

Would I date them:

Most definately not.

First impression:

I thought he was funny! But I didn't really care about him.

Current impression:

Idk, I like him and he is my son, but he can be incredibly irritating at times! But he's a good boi and his heart is in the right place!

Hogwarts House:

Griffindor. Duh.

Which Pokemon starter they’d be:

Galar: Scorbunny Out of all of them: Torchic (he wants a Blaziken)

AND LASTLY!!! MERCEDES:

My otp for them:

Probably Ingrid!

My brotp for them:

Annette!!! ☺️

Any other ships:

I really like her ending with Dedue!

Their best friend:

ANNETTE obviously

My favorite nickname for them:

Merciebear

My favorite AU of them:

Hmmm. Idk. I've never thought about it! I'll get back to ya on that one!

My favorite outfit they wear:

I like her bishop outfit, and her pretimeskip outfit!

Defining color:

Hmmm. Navy. Idk it sticks with me. And the light beige if her hair!

Would I date them:

Nope! But she is REAALLLY pretty (especially pretimeskip)

First impression:

Really soft and sweet, I definately thought about s supporting her!

Current impression:

She is a demon child. And she can be very savage when she wants to be! (especially in her supports with Sylvain and Lorenz) But is still very nice and soft and I love her!

Hogwarts House:

Griffindor. I don't make the rules.

Which Pokemon starter they’d be:

Galar: Sobble. Out of all of them: Popplio!

HOOO BOI THAT WAS FUN! THANKS FOR THE ASK!!!! feel free to send more!!

#asks #answer #ask game #fe mercedes #fe niles #fe caspar #caspar von bergliez #mercedes von martritz #niles von fire emblem #fire emblem #fe #fe3h #fe if #feif #fire emblem three houses #fire emblem fates #THIS WAS LOTSA FUN!!#i am a very odd lil bean!

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2020.....

Wow, it’s been almost TWO years since I've posted anything on here. I’ve thought about it from time to time, but never sat to actually say anything. I just looked at my last two posts....so funny. This is why I'll probably always keep this....just to look back, see where I was, who I was.

But back to 2020 bc HONESTLY this year is the one to go. down. in the mother. fucking. books.

2019 was literally the best year of my life. It was the year I did the most traveling, the year I made the most money...it was like, perfect until the end. I went to Puerto Rico and St Thomas....Atlanta, Boston of course, MARTHA’S VINEYARD FINALLY and even though I've been there 100 times, this was the absolute best. Of course having Dameo was a plus, getting to show him my childhood summers, but Unc let me use the Mercedes which I legit fell in love with, we met Danny Glover which was crazy, I got the brass ring on my first try lol, and we had a lot of good food. LA, was amazing, I miss it so much....NY.....I feel like I’m missing a city, oh yes, dc! That was a fun drunk night.

Late November for Britt’s bday we all went out and that was the first time I was ever real life drunk around his fam, but it was so much fun. The next week....nana passed. It was sad, weird....I hadn’t lost someone in a really long time, and I was there to see some of her last lucid moments. We definitely got closer over the last two years or so since I visited her a good amount, and it made me more sad than I thought. I’m glad I got to have those moments with her, it was cool to get a grandmother again. Made me miss nanny a lot though...

A few weeks later, we found out I was pregnant! It was planned, we were excited although tbh I was kind of freaking out. A baby??? Like a whole ass human? No more weed, liquor, or runny eggs??? HOW SWAY! I don’t think I was ready yet, and a few weeks after that, RIGHT before Christmas, RIGHT before we were going to tell the family, I had a miscarriage. Goodness, I really wasn’t ready for that, at all. Obviously it’s common, but I never thought I’d have one....I was healthy, in a healthy relationship....happy....how the hell did this happen? Unfortunately we already told our moms at that time, partially to help cheer ang, and I knew my mom would be hype as well. I knew it was early, but I told some close friends as well. The pain I felt from that, I just didn't really expect. It was, really sad....I delayed our trip to Boston twice because I really just couldn’t bring myself to leave the bed and sit on a train for 6 hours. I almost canceled altogether but KNOWING NOW THAT THE FUCKING WORLD WAS GOING TO SHUT DOWN, I'm really glad we still went. It was reassuring to get my hugs from my mom, cry it out with her, and see the fam. Except Kendall was such a douche that visit *rolls eyes*. I did get to go see the friends pop up which LEGIT made my whole holiday. As such a huge fan, it was AMAZING, simply, amazing, and I got to enjoy it with my two older cousins and of course, the Dame.

So that brings us to the new year of 2020. 2020 the year I think EVERYONE thought was going to be amazing, and maybe it will be. Maybe everything that’s going on albeit sad, overwhelming, insane....is in fact the year we all really needed. The Amazon was on fire, forever and as someone who truly cares about global warming that was super stressful. We almost had WWIII thanks to good old Trump, but boy oh boy....that was just the tip of the iceberg. A few weeks later AGAIN, I call my dr telling them I still haven’t gotten my period, my boobs hurt, and wtf is going on? She tells me to take another pregnancy test, which I thought was a joke because I JUST had a miscarriage weeks before, and yes we had sex, but we were ‘careful’. COME TO FIND OUT, my ass is pregnant again. I was, very confused...a little upset because I was planning on waiting a bit before trying for real again. I mean we just dealt with so much loss between nana and the miscarriage, I hadn’t even fully processed what my body just went through. I remember angrily buying the test because, those shits aren’t cheap.....peeing with the door open with Dame downstairs, (not at ALL romantic like the first time I told him) and looking down like....wait. “WHAT THE FUCK” about 3 times was said, I explained to dame this indeed does say I’m pregnant, but how??

30 minutes later, the world finds out Kobe Bryant died. There were a lot of emotions that day for sure. Even though I wasn’t a die hard Kobe fan or anything, for some reason this one really made me sad. Maybe because I was currently listening to a book his personal coach wrote; relentless....which is REALLY fucking good.

A week later, I'm confirmed via bloodwork that I am indeed pregnant and it’s time for take two! I didn't get excited until I passed my first trimester, just in case...but now at almost 26 weeks, I’m really excited to meet her. My babygirl! It’s still wild to know I’m about to be a mom, but I’m really pumped for both of us and I know we’ll make great parents.

Ah yes, the mid march, covid 19 hits America. I was supposed to go on a three city tour to the west coast which I was very much looking forward to, before the world stopped. In fact, it was that very weekend, right after we had our ultrasound, the first and only visit Dame was allowed to come in, that everything stopped. A week or so later, a mid level of depression kicked in for me, which lasted about a month. I couldn’t believe that after WEEKS of puking and being dead ass tired, I was finally ready to work again, but I was Essentially unemployed. The west coast gig was a cute check, I had multiple events coming up that got canceled....weddings that got postponed, and all I could think about was I’m about to have a kid with no money. I went almost two entire months without making ANY money....luckily unemployment kicked in and I got a couple of grants I applied for because I really don’t know what I would’ve done. My mom of course was in my corner, and Dame would start working from home, but still fully employed so at least we wouldn’t be homeless. I knew there were hundreds of thousands of people in my boat, if not worse but I couldn’t help but be consumed with not making any money, and my 2020 year essentially being wiped out.

Again, this was supposed to be MY year. Be a parent, make a lot of money, and I felt like I just fell flat on my face, in mud, and was suffocating.

America’s approach to covid was trash, more and more people died...I was worried about my mom and aunts as they're older and more susceptible. This is the longest I've gone without seeing my mom, but thanks to technology! We literally FaceTime every day.

I almost forgot! Red literally almost died. He got attacked by a pit that lives up the street and it was one of the scariest things I ever dealt with. We just came back from a cute little drive, it was absolutely beautiful out, and I just remember parking, letting him out for a walk, looking at a dog running but I couldn’t tell if it was on a leash or not. I then realized nope, this bitch is not on a leash, crossing the street, and watching it whip its head at me and red and sprinting across the street to attack him. I was absolutely terrified. My baby red, is literally getting mangled by a fucking pit by the neck. I’m also pregnant and scared the pit is going to attack me, that my stress is going to cause another miscarriage, and that I’m probably going to watch red die in front of my eyes. I completely blacked out on the woman who was sloppily running to get her dog off of him. Had it been a minute more, max, he would’ve been dead. I still picture it sometimes and it legit makes me so sad, but luckily he pulled through after about a week of healing, and a huge bloody abscess that needed to be drained.

THEN about a month ago now, George Floyd was killed on tape by a cop and it changed the world. Between Breonna Taylor, and Ahmaud Abery dying and being cooped up for months in the house, major cities went up in flames, literally. It was a revolution that Is still happening which has caused corporate America to shove ‘black lives matter’ down our throats like black people just popped up, shown privileged ass white people who refuse to try and understand, racist fucks that just hate us so much....and the list goes on.

That’s been our year so far! and it about to get shut down again because because aren't taking covid seriously.

Pregnancy has been really interesting though....not at all like what they show on tv and the movies. I’ve been emotional as hell crying over my body changing....constipated af to the point where I now celebrate any time I shit, hella uncomfortable....but I know when we see her face it will indeed all be worth it. Doing this back to back though like Dame envisions....I don’t know man lol. We shall see. She's due in about 3.5 months. Check in before then....

Tdot, out.

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poetzproblem · 5 years

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Have You Ever Really? Part V

Author's Note: Part V to close out this series of ficlets. It's a bit different. Those who don't like Santana might want to skip it.

Under the cut, or read at FF.Net or AO3.

It's been a long, strange summer.

Strange in not bad ways, as far as Santana Lopez is concerned. She's not exactly marching through the streets of Lima waving any rainbow flags, but she and Brittany are finally together. Together, together—the way God and Ellen and the entire fucking golf team intended.

She and B are back on the cheerios for their senior year, and so is Quinn—complete with her new, short (sexy) haircut, her fucking annoying (and weird) good mood, and her mysterious blink-and-you-miss-her disappearing acts the moment she gets her ass out of practice.

If Santana didn't know better, she'd think the bitch is getting laid.

Problem is, Santana does know better, and she still thinks the bitch is getting laid.

She just can't quite figure out by who.

Quinn had dropped Finnsufferable's dopey ass last year and hadn't taken him back despite him predictably ping-ponging right back to her as soon as he finally figured out Berry was serious about trying out the ladies.

Puckerman is back to banging everything in a skirt since Lauren dumped him, and no matter how pathetic Quinn can be, she'd never put up with his two-timing bullshit.

Trouty Mouth got dragged to Kentucky by his parents, and even if he was still around, Santana doubts he'd be giving Quinn her happy since he'd been all up in Mercedes's business before he'd left.

Chang is still with other Chang, despite her weird infatuation with the midget after the big coming out.

So the only person Santana suspects it might be is the one person it just can't.

Because even if Quinn hadn't smacked Streisand upside the head for serenading her in glee last spring, she also hadn't gone running into her tiny little arms. She'd just soaked up the attention like the vain bitch she is and then gone back to pretending it never happened. It was actually kind of sad to watch.

Funny.

But sad.

Hell, Berry's take on I'm Yours right after Finn had blown Nationals for them had been kind of fun. She'd even managed to keep her ogling of Quinn on the subtle side—well, for her.

But the next day's rendition of She's Always A Woman had caused all kinds of secondhand embarrassment throughout the room. Seriously. Anyone with an ounce of common sense would have guessed that Quinn wouldn't be thrilled with those lyrics. Frankly, Santana was surprised Berry had gotten off with only a Fabray glare and a weak-ass storm out.

The following day had featured an impassioned cover of I Want To Know What Love Is that made everyone but Schuester cringe. No one should ever willing choose a Foreigner song. (Except that Quinn hadn't seemed to hate it as much as everyone else had. She'd actually seemed kind of amused by it.)

Thank God the school year had ended. Otherwise there would have undoubtedly been more serenades after Berry's final choice of I'll Be. (Which wasn't terrible. Quinn had even looked a little teary-eyed after that one. And Santana swears she'd seen her stuffing a teddy bear into her bag before taking off for summer vacation.)

Frankly, Quinn could probably do a lot worse than Rachel Berry.

Who's she kidding? Quinn's entire dating history is worse than Rachel Berry.

If Santana was wondering whether Berry's crush had petered out over the summer, she gets her answer in their first glee meeting of the new school year—right after they spend twenty minutes arguing over the best way to attract new members now that they're down two bodies.

Rachel has another song.

"To welcome us all back," is what she says, but nobody buys it when she starts making those big moony eyes at Quinn again. She'd managed to get through the entire meeting without doing it. She'd sat her ass in the front row and barked out suggestions for the year without even a glance to Quinn—or to Finn, who's still pouting over his single status. But damned if she doesn't flip that crazy obsessive switch right back into Quinn-mode in the blink of an eye.

This time, it's to the tune of the Beatles.

"Something in the way she moves Attracts me like no other lover. Something in the way she woos me. I don't want to leave her now. You know I believe and how."

Santana is sitting right next to Quinn today, so she gets the experience of having this serenade aimed in her general direction. And okay, she has to admit—only to herself and very reluctantly—that having the full force of Rachel Berry's voice and expressive eyes directed at you for a love song is pretty fucking alluring. Like, Santana doesn't even like her (much), but she'd totally bang her after this.

If she didn't have Brittany, obviously.

But she does have Brittany, so she sends a sweet smile to her own girlfriend and thinks about banging her as soon as they can get the hell out of here.

"Somewhere in her smile she knows That I don't need no other lover. Something in her style that shows me. I don't want to leave her now. You know I believe and how."

Santana glances over at Quinn, trying to gauge her reaction. She expects the same cool indifference from last year, but—well, fuck! Quinn is wearing that same weird smile that she's had on all summer—at least until she notices Santana's eyes on her, then she schools her features like the fucking pro she is.

"You're asking me, will my love grow. I don't know, I don't know. You stick around, now it may show. I don't know, I don't know."

Santana thinks she knows.

Apparently the head bitch isn't as immune to Berry as she wants them all to believe. She's just a fucking closet case.

"Something in the way she knows And all I have to do is think of her. Something in the things she shows me. I don't want to leave her now. You know I believe and how."

There's some applause when Rachel is finished, but it's pretty weak, and Santana supposes it's because they'd all been hoping she would have moved on by now. Santana is thinking she hasn't moved on because she hadn't actually needed to, but Quinn sure as hell isn't making any moves to claim the girl.

"Why do you keep trying to hurt me?" Finn whines before grabbing his bag and stalking out of the room.

"Jerk," Quinn scoffs under her breath, rolling her eyes at his storm out.

"You got something to say, Fabray?" Santana taunts, arching an eyebrow.

Rachel gazes up at her expectantly, but Quinn only shrugs. "Nope."

Santana watches Rachel's face fall in disappointment, and an expression of remorse flashes across Quinn's face before it's gone again in the blink of an eye. Santana frowns, wondering just what the hell these two are playing at with their little back-and-forth, but then Schuester is calling it a day, and everyone is packing up to leave.

With one last look up to Quinn, Rachel sighs, gathers her bag, and slips out of the room. Quinn watches her go like a hawk stalking its prey, and then she's grabbing for her own bag in a rush, but Santana stops her from jogging down the risers with a hand on her arm.

"Are you seriously gonna let her keep doing that?" she demands, ignoring the impatient annoyance that radiates off of Quinn at being detained. "I mean, it was fun the first five times, but now it's just painful to watch."

Quinn scowls at her, jerking her arm away. "Why do you even care?"

"Hey, I'm just tryin' to help you out," Santana drawls with a smirk. "Unless you, I don't know, actually like Berry singing love songs at you." She'd wager good money that Quinn fucking loves it, but the fear in her eyes when Santana says it is all too recognizable. She'd seen it enough in the mirror last year, so she should probably ease up and wait for Quinn to creep out of the closet on her own. But fuck that! "I know you're a bitch and all, but I didn't think even you were cruel enough to string a queer girl along just to make yourself feel better."

Quinn takes a menacing step toward her, looking about two heaving breaths away from slapping her—or, you know, actually coming out. "You know nothing about me," she growls.

"Please don't fight," Brittany pleads, immediately stepping between them. "Santana isn't being mean. She's just worried about Rachel." And Quinn instantly deflates, the anger draining right out of her.

"I'm not," Santana denies quickly. (She is.) "I'm just bored with the daily serenades and the pathetic loves eyes. You should be too," she reminds Quinn suspiciously. "How many times does Berry have to embarrass herself in front of everyone before you finally put her out of our misery for good?"

Santana figures the question works both ways. Either Quinn is leading Berry on for her daily ego boost—something even Santana wouldn't do now that she knows firsthand what it's like to want a girl you can't have—or she's not and is keeping them in the closet to protect her own reputation while she lets Rachel sing her little heart out to everyone's ridicule and pity. Either way, Quinn needs to fucking stop letting Rachel do that to herself. This one-sided bullshit doesn't fly with Santana.

Quinn doesn't answer. She just starts chewing on the corner of her lip with this pained look in her eyes.

Santana sighs in defeat. "C'mon B. Let's go get our lady kisses on," she urges, holding out her hand.

Brittany takes it with a sad smile, walking down the risers next to Santana, but she pauses at the bottom to glance back up at Quinn. "Rachel deserves to have some sweet lady kisses of her own. If you don't want to give them to her, you should let her get them from someone else."

Santana can't resist glancing up at Quinn to see her reaction to that, smirking a little when she sees the unhappy scowl and clenched fists. Yeah—that's totally jealousy bleeding out of her pointy, little ears. So much for a weirdly happy Quinn.

Of course, Santana gets infinitely happier once she gets Brittany alone, and she doesn't think about Quinn or Berry again until the next day when it comes time for the inevitable serenade.

Except—it's not Rachel standing in the front of the choir room this time.

It's Quinn.

Santana can't be exactly sure of where this is going until Quinn says, "I present this song without comment." And then, she just knows. Because Quinn is looking right at Rachel when she starts to sing.

"Maybe I'm amazed at the way you love me all the time. Maybe I'm afraid of the way I love you."

And yeah—there are gasps all around the room, and she's pretty sure she hears Finnsipid mutter, "What the fuck?"

"Maybe I'm amazed at the way you pull me out of time. You hung me on the line. Maybe I'm amazed at the way I really need you."

One glance at Rachel confirms that she's grinning like a loon.

"Maybe I'm a girl. Maybe I'm a lonely girl who's in the middle of something That she doesn't really understand."

And if anyone still has any doubts about what's happening, they pretty much get cleared up when Quinn moves closer to Rachel to sing the next lines.

"Maybe I'm a girl And maybe you're the only woman who could ever help me. Baby, won't you help me to understand?"

And Quinn—that sly bitch—smiles at Rachel and reaches out a hand to her, and of course, Rachel takes it.

Kurt fucking squeals in delight, and Brittany breathes out a quiet, "Yay," as she claps.

Mercedes looks shocked, and Tina looks kind of depressed, and Puckerman looks—well, he's obviously thinking perverted thoughts. Mike just looks confused, and Finn—

Yep. There goes the chair.

"You both suck," he screams as he stomps out of the room, cutting Quinn's serenade short.

She doesn't seem to mind. Neither does Rachel.

"You sang back," Rachel murmurs in wonder, proudly holding Quinn's hand in front of the entire club.

Quinn giggles happily, nodding. "I should have done it yesterday. I'm sorry I waited so long. I just wanted to hear you sing for me one more time before we came out as a couple."

"Wait? You're a couple?" Mercedes asks, still in shock. "Since when?"

Quinn glances at Rachel with a dreamy expression to rival any of Rachel's lovesick ones. "Since she took me stargazing on the very first day of our summer break."

"It was...very enlightening," Rachel adds with a mysterious smile.

Oh, yeah. Quinn is definitely getting laid. Santana can only imagine what they've been up to all summer.

(Really. She's imagining it pretty vividly, and it's kind of super hot. Hey! She's taken, not dead.)

"And if my girlfriend wants to keep singing me love songs everyday, she can," Quinn announces, gazing around the room with a challenging glare. "And you're all going to clap for her. Understood?" She ends with her eyes on Santana, just daring her to comment.

Santana can never resist a dare. "So I guess Berry must be really, really good at loving a woman, huh?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?" Quinn responds, wrapping a possessive arm around Rachel's waist. And then for some weird reason, she sends this really smug look in Tina's direction before adding, "But you won't."

"I do really love you, Quinn," Rachel murmurs, gazing at Quinn with undisguised adoration.

Quinn returns the look with a disgustingly besotted grin. "I love you too, baby."

And yeah—then they're kissing.

Santana rolls her eyes. Brittany claps again, and Kurt coos. Even Mercedes presses a hand to her heart and says, "Aw."

It's more ew if you ask Santana.

(Not really. It's still kind of hot. There's a lot of tongue and they're both really, really into it. The visuals are pretty inspiring. But she's not admitting that to anyone ever.)

"Get a room," she heckles, shaking her head.

They pull apart with dark eyes, lips slowly curling into matching smirks. Quinn arches a brow. Berry nods. And then they're grabbing their bags.

"Thank you for your continued support, fellow glee-clubbers," Rachel rushes out, gathering her things, "but Quinn and I have a very important prior engagement."

"Come on, Rach," Quinn urges, grabbing her hand and impatiently tugging her towards the door. "My mom won't be home until seven. We can practice...singing."

It's very clear that singing doesn't mean singing. It's probably more like Rachel screaming Quinn's name.

"Well," Santana scoffs, watching them go with an wicked grin, especially when she sees how green Schuester has turned from listening to the exchange. "Have you ever? Really?"

Because she certainly has. Glancing at Brittany, she knows she will be again very soon.

Yeah, she has a feeling it's going to be a long, strange (but awesome) senior year.

#have you ever really?#faberry #ficlet

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mightyfineblog · 5 years

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‘Stand By Me’ -2-

Ben Hardy x Reader

Ch. 2

Series Summary: You are moving in your boyfriend’s flat. As you unpack, you remember the long road you two have walked down from when you met to where you are now.

Chapter Summary: Ben remembers your first date.

Warnings: none; fluff and kisses;

Words:1.8k

Song: Elton John – The Way You Look Tonight

So, here is it. Enjoy:

You pull Ben for another kiss, savouring his salty lips. He sweetly places small and soft pecks all over your mouth. From the cupid’s bow, to the edge of your lips, you hum and smile. Pulling away, his mouth follows yours.

“Babe” your hand stokes his cheek.

He flutters his eyes open and you meet him.

“What is it, baby doll?” he cocks his head to side, examining your state.

“I can’t wait for us to start our life together after everything we’ve been through.” your other hand holds his in your fist.

He smiles and pulls you by your wrist over him.

“Me too. We’ll be so good, as long as you’re standing by my side. Here.” he takes both of your hands and brings them up to his lips. While he places a kiss on each knuckle, you gasp

“I love you so much.”

“I love you more.” he murmurs between each kiss.

Untangling your fingers, he brings your palms to each side of his face. You smile at the view.

“What a sight! The man I love, right here in my hands.” you lean, not breaking contact to place a kiss on his lips. “Are we still going to dinner? As a living together couple?” you pull away, repositioning from his lap.

“If you want baby.” he bites his lip, spreading his body to the sides of the sofa.

“You know I do. I love getting all dolled up for you Ben.” you wink at him, sitting up from his lap.

“Hey.” his hand grabs a hold of your thigh, giving you a smirk “I love it you when you are all dirty.” he squeezes, making you jump a little.

“Me too Benny Boy, but not when its actual dirt from carrying boxes around all day.” you chuckle, spreading his legs apart. Situating between them you lean forward, arms supporting your weight on his knees, you give him another kiss on the lips.

“On a second thought…” he gives you bedroom eyes, as his hands wander up your bum.

“Oh, we’re not skipping dinner tonight Hardy! Call your mates, We’re celebrating. Since the place isn’t in shape for guests, it’ll be a nice restaurant.”

“You wish is my command princess.” He sweetly charms you up.

You press your lips together, letting him know you got his incline “What about the shower we talked about earlier?”

“We can take it together.” He lifts a suggestive brow.

“You know” you step back “I’d love run me a hot bath, with you in it” your hands glide over his chest, feeling his toned abs through the fabric.

“Exactly what I needed to hear.” He stands up.

Lifting your chin up, his thumb brushes over your lips, separating them a little “My pretty.”

“I’ll prep the bath. Make the phone call.” You kiss him tenderly.

After a few minutes you are dipped in the hot tub, leaning against your boyfriend’s chest. He brushes your hair to the side, revealing your back. Ben’s lips placing lingering kisses over your shoulder. He hums at your soft skin. Taking some foam, he gently spreads it over your back and shoulders, while rubbing them. You don’t hold back your moans, as his thumbs ease the soreness. He smiles letting out a small chuckle.

“Whaat? I’m sore as hell.”

“Nothing babe. Your moans are so cute.” He places a kiss on your cheek.

He adjusts himself and lays back with you on his chest wrapped in a cuddle. The foam tickling your bodies, it feels peaceful. It feels at home. It feels so good, so right.

“Hmm. Home.” Ben lets you rest in his arms.

“I didn’t quite know what home felt like until your arms were around me.” You confessed.

“Anywhere with you is home.” he nuzzled on your neck, leaving small kisses.

A smirk appears on the corner or Ben’s lips, a sweet memory surfacing up on his mind. One particular moment, at the beginning of your relationship.

…

November 2015,

Hammersmith, London, UK.

I can’t believe she lives in such shithole. The place is awfully disgusting. At least I’m taking her out tonight. I can’t believe it’s actually happening. The pure fact she agreed to this is a miracle of it’s own. It totally was worth ruining the burberry. Okay, serious now.

Suit? Dapper.

Time? Like a swiss train conductor.

Hair? Sleek.

Teeth? Clean and shiny.

There she comes. Scratch that. I’d let her ruin me in pieces. Damn those legs, so fine in that tight number she’s wearing.

Fuck, I’m staring, I’m staring. Not good Ben. Not good. I quickly divert my graze.

“It, it’s a wonderful night.” I quickly look up to the sky. She chuckles in response.

Phew. That was close.

“Are we going to the restaurant or are we staying here?” she observed.

“Of course not. It’s just, you look lovely.” I take her hand and place a gentle kiss on her knuckles. Her skin is so soft against my lips, so delicate I might break her. She smiles warmly at me.

I open the door for her and can’t help but fall in thought at the sight. Her grace. Quickly running to the driver’s seat, I pop on and start the engine. It roars super manly, I bet girls dig that.

“Whoah!” she snickers.

“I thought I was a Mercedes guy, until I tried this baby.” I proudly pat the steering wheel.

After a while, i am sure she is convinced i’m a cool guy, my driving is good and I’m looking good tonight. Fingers crossed the night will go smooth and according to my plan.

I park outside the restaurant. Hopping off my seat, I hand the keys to the valet and rush to open the door for my lady.

I extend my arm for her and watch her as she steps out, lights revealing her beauty. The way she shines is more than enough to make a mall fall in love with her. I smile.

“Um, Ben.” she shrugs, “Why is everybody staring at me?” she shyly brings her head to my shoulder, while still holding my hand.

I hum and my smile turns into a smirk “Because they’re all jealous.” I lift my chin down to her ear.

“It’s alright. Let’s go inside.” I squeeze her hand in reassurance.

“Wait!” she pulls me a step back. “I forgot my purse in the seat.” she nervously chuckles.

“Let’s go inside, and I’ll have the valet to bring it, yeah?”

She nods and turns around. I place my hand on the small of her back to prompt her forward.

As we make a few steps she seems to loose her confidence. That’s where I entwine my fingers with hers.

Once inside, away from the flashing cameras and people’s stares, we are seated by the panoramic window. It certainly is the best place in London to take a date. The food is amazing, the wine is heavenly and view is breathtaking. Well, not as much as she is. I just gotta keep it together and don’t mess this up. Everything else will be alright.

“When I agreed on a date with you, I definitely didn’t expect the whole package.” she ponders.

“I, I don’t know where to start my apologies. I like you and I’d hate myself if I ruin it for us.”

“Well, seems like we’re on the same page here” she winks at me.

“Sorry, what?” I don’t quite follow.

“I like you too.” her voice is soft and girly, like a sweet melody.

I exhale, eyes locked on the ground. I feel so embarrassed.

“Shall we order some food? I’m starving.” she brightens up.

“Oh and as for what comes with in the package, i think i can handle a few snaps.” she perks up “Just gotta make sure i show my nicer profile” she casually pages though the menu.

“And you’re not gonna run away?”

“For a few photos? Nope.” she concludes.

“You’re so adorable” i can’t help myself.

The rest of the dinner was very nice. She seems so intelligent and cute and funny and witty. But it’s time for my special plan to put in action.

“Dear, I’ve got another plan for tonight.” I stand up from the table.

“What? I haven’t even finished my glass of prosecco.” she chants.

“We’ll have plenty. Come with me, or we’ll be late.” i extend my arm to her “Trust me”

“Okay” she warningly replies.

On the elevator to the exit I decide to reveal my plan. “I’m taking you to theatre.”

“You are?” she gasps.

“Mhm.” I straighten up, feeling accomplished.

“Means you remembered. That I’ve never been.” she is wide eyes beside me.

“You gonna love it.” i squeeze her hand.

Once at the theatre we move around the grand lavish auditorium to find our seats. Thank god I have my connections with the theatre to be able to get us the best balcony seats.

“I’m so excited!” she claps her hands quietly, squirming on her seat.

“I’m glad.” i take her wrist and bring the back of her hand up to my lips. “There’s something about the way you look tonight. I can’t quite explain but, it takes my breath away. You, take my breath away.”

“Oh Ben.” she panted.

Before I knew it, her lips were on mine. Good lord, have mercy on me. She has the sweetest, cutest kissable little lips in the world. I can’t help but run the tip of my tongue along her bottom lip. She parts her lips and out tongues meet. I could die a happy man right here, right now.

But i also got to remember we’re in public, so I pull away slightly, but she follows. She probably is as eager as me at this moment.

“Hey” I cup her cheek. “I can kiss you all night long, but there’s older people around.”

“Of course” she nervously chuckles, returning her fixed posture on her seat.

Soon after the start, I couldn’t pay any more attention to the stage. My eyes are glued on her. Watching her watch is all the joy I can feel. I study every little expression of her face, every little squirm she does. The way she’s holding my hand in her lap for reassurance suddenly feels like home.

…

“Babe” you brush your fingers along Ben’s cheek. “You must be so tired Benny.”

“Huh?. What? No I’m awake” he shakes his head.

“I love you” you lean in to place a kiss on his nose.

“Let’s go to dinner, shall we?” you mess with his damp hair.

“Mhm” he nods at you.

Exiting the bath you both roll into fluffy robes to get ready for your first dinner as living together couple.

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