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link-sans-specs · 2 months

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You ever smell the back of your glasses?

Brittany Broski

Rhett & Link Join Brittany Broski's Royal Court

#brittany broski #royal court #link neal #rhett mclaughlin #link sans specs #of course he chose a blue cloak #he knows how good he looks in that color #and rhett in purple #which he now admits is his favorite #yeah i see you #2 pretty best friends #knights of the dilf brotherhood #blue-tiful boy #scruffy daddy #his glasses don't stink bc he washes them everyday #yep that checks out #gosh he's pretty #sigh 🥰#my edit

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wgm-beautiful-world · 1 year

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Mausoleum of Louis XII and Anne of Brittany, Basilica of Saint Denis, Paris, FRANCE

#mausoleum #mausolée #mausoleo #louis xii #anne brittany #saint denis #san denis #basilica #paris france #paris francia #europe #europa

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sohemotional · 1 year

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Brittany when she gets exposed for cheating on Artie with Santana in S2 be like

#I was joking with a friend that Brittany is Ms Jackson #it fits so well lol #the way Brittany gave that speech to San in Sexy and then probably slept with her the same night #Miss Brittany Omfg you can’t do that 😅

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buffynha · 2 years

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Goodnight, Baby

By: PoppieJoy

One-shot. Love can never be found too late.

Rated: Fiction T

Genre: Romance/Tragedy

Pairing: Santana L., Brittany P.

Status: Complete

Chapters: OneShot

Words: 5,674

Published: Jan 16, 2012

Goodnight, San

By: PoppieJoy

A sequel to Goodnight, Baby. Life after love will always wait for you.

Rated: Fiction T

Genre: Angst/Hurt/Comfort

Pairing: Brittany P., Santana L.

Status: Complete

Chapters: OneShot

Words: 12,516

Published: Apr 23, 2012

Goodnight, Girls

By: PoppieJoy

Love remains, even when the sunshine bids goodnight. Final installment to the Goodnight trilogy.

Rated: Fiction K

Genre: Family/Friendship

Pairing: Brittany P., Santana L.

Status: Complete

Chapters: OneShot

Words: 1,841

Published: Sep 3, 2012

#Goodnight Baby #Goodnight Baby fanfic #by PoppieJoy #PoppieJoy #Goodnight San #Goodnight San fanfic #Goodnight Girls #Goodnight Girls fanfic #Godd Night Trilogy #Brittana #brittana fanfic #santana lopez #brittany s pierce #brittany s. pierce #quinn fabray #fanfic #fanfiction #brittana fanfiction

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palestineusa · 2 months

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Depleted Maple Leafs challenged by Rielly suspension, fresh injuries

David Amber and the Monday Night Hockey panel discuss Toronto Maple Leafs' defenceman Morgan Rielly's response to Ottawa Senators' forward Ridly Greig's empty net goal and debate whether it was an appropriate reaction or too much.

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i-am-gek · 1 year

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And the updates keep coming. Alot of them are short, I do admit, but I'm determined to get some content in these stories!

Here's an update to Emo Santana!

#love #cute #brittana #santana lopez #brittany pierce #fanfiction #ao3 #fanfic update #glee #glee fanfic #ff.net #angst #emo san

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katherines-imagines · 7 months

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“Stupid bitches, be stupid bitches.”

pairings: hazel callahan x reader

warnings: angst, fighting, mean PJ, bad writing

summary: PJ starts yelling at Hazel, but her girlfriends not having it.

A meeting was called for the fight club after their revenge on Jef. As the girls started coming in, each had a mischievous yet proud smile adorning their faces. Y/N walked towards the back where her girlfriend, Hazel, was saving a seat for her. Sitting down, Y/N took Hazel’s hand into her own, playing with her silver rings. When everyone arrived, PJ began to speak.

“Alright, well, some of us clearly have a different definition of egging.” The girls gave each other knowing looks. “But if we keep our mouth shut, stay calm, we’ll be fine,” PJ finished.

“They’re gonna shut us down, aren’t they,” Sylvie asked sadly.

“What,” PJ laughed nervously. “No, we don’t know that. Why-”

“Principal Meyers will believe whatever Jeff and Tim say,” Brittany pointed out. “I don’t really see how we recover from this.” She was right, and all the girls knew it. As much as they could hope that the club would continue, after their little stunt, the club would be shut down.

“Man. Fuck,” Sylvie sad dejectedly.

“It’s been real guys,” Hazel said, looking bittersweetly to the group. Her girlfriend lovingly tracing her hands, nodding in agreement.

“Okay,” PJ interrupted. “Let’s not jump to conclusions with the, goodbyes,” she waved her arms around.

“I’m gonna miss you guys so much,” Hazel said, ignoring PJ. Y/N’s heart felt heavy from the break up for the group. These were her friends. This was her safe space. Now it would end, but she didn’t regret joining at all, and that made it all the more bittersweet.

“I’m like,” Sylvie started while standing up. “At least we went out with a bang,” Sylvie referred to the bomb Hazel made, causing the group to laugh sans PJ and Josie. “I mean, that was fucking insane!” The group laughed louder. “It’s just like, fire, everywhere” she continued, playfully hitting the girls.

“Wait, wh, stop,” PJ stuttered. “We don’t, wait, no, we don’t know that for sure,” PJ tried to deny, but the girls had already accepted it.

“PJ,” Annie stopped her with a sad smile. “Don’t be sad it’s over. Be happy it happened,” she smiled towards the fight club members, them smiling back.

“Alright, can everyone calm the fuck down please,” PJ said exasperatingly. “The club is not over, Josie? Right?” PJ motioned to her best friend, a hand motioning in her direction. Josie kept silent, PJ turning in disbelief at the lack of answer.

“No matter what,” Isabel started. “This club has brought me so much. I feel..” She took a deep breath before continuing. “So much more powerful, and, protected.”

“Me too,” Josie agreed, eyes showing vulnerability like the rest of the girls. PJ let out a sarcastic laugh

“Great,” PJ said. Hazel, tired of her attitude, interrupted her.

“Oh my god PJ, okay,” Hazel stood abruptly, her hand leaving Y/N’s grasp, causing her to jump at the sudden movement. “I’m sorry you didn’t get what you wanted out of this group, but I think the rest of us did.” She motioned towards the girls with a smile.

“Oh,” PJ spoke sarcastically. “Good for fucking you Hazel.” Y/N’s eyebrows furrowed, not liking how PJ was speaking to her girlfriend. “I’m glad that you finally wrote one email. Accomplished a lot.”

“I actually did, I practically ran this club for you and Josie,” Hazel said frustratedly. Y/N nodded harshly in support.

“Let’s calm down, maybe,” Josie said, trying to deescalate the situation, but it was too late for that.

“You really think that your the reason that we have this club,” PJ asked rudely.

“The reason? No, but I can tell everyone that if you want,” Hazel shot back. The girls heads snapped to Hazel at the comment, none of them expecting Hazel to have a mean bone in her body. Y/N stood up next to her girlfriend, hand going to the small of her back in support. As much as Y/N wanted to tear PJ a new one, she knew that Hazel had to do this part, at least, by herself.

“Hazel, uh hey, let’s calm down,” Josie said to Hazel. Y/N glared at Josie. Clearly PJ was the one who needed to calm down, not Hazel.

“You’re really ungrateful,” PJ snapped at her. “You’re so lucky that we even let you be a part of this.” How dare PJ try and glorify herself?

“PJ, your a liar.” A silence followed after Hazel’s retort, eyes turning to PJ for an explanation. PJ scoffed in disbelief.

“Yeah, well,” PJ started. Y/N had a feeling that the next few words that would come out of PJ’s mouth would make Y/N’s patience snap. “You have no friends, and a skank as a mom, so,” PJ smiled maliciously, as Josie looked at her feet. As the girls stared quietly, Y/N yelled at PJ.

“How dare you say that? She has friends, and you have no right so say something so atrocious to her,” Y/N said angrily, while Hazel stared in disbelief at PJ. Before Y/N could continue, Hazel looked at her friends in pain before picking up her stuff. Y/N followed Hazel’s lead, picking up her and her girlfriend’s stuff before following Hazel down the bleachers. Before leaving the gym, Y/N went to PJ’s face and spoke coldly, “If you every say shit like that again, I’ll fuck you up. Don’t you ever, disrespect her.” Shoving PJ with her shoulder, Y/N followed Hazel out the gym. While the rest of the girls watched them leave, Josie calling out for Hazel. When Y/N caught up to Hazel’s fast walking, she stayed quite. After a few minutes of walking quietly, Hazel spoke softly.

“What did you say, hun,” Y/N asked softly, not hearing what Hazel had said.

“Could you please hold my hand,” she shakily asked, quiet tears streaming down her face. Instead of answering, Y/N simply took Hazel’s hand in her own, comfortingly rubbing her thumb across her girlfriend’s hand. They walked in silence before Y/N spoke up.

“She’s a bitch.” Hazel let out a startled laugh of disbelief. “And not even a good one like me,” Y/N added, hesitantly looking at Hazel to see if it was ok to talk. Hazel laughed quietly, wiping her tears with the back of her hand. Y/N stopped the pair, Hazel looking curiously for the reason why. Y/N dropped their bags and took of her jacket, using the sleeve to wipe Hazel’s tears before putting it on Hazel. When Y/N picked up their bags, she took Hazel’s hand and continued to walk. “Don’t listen to her Haze. You know what they say about girls like her?” Y/N waiting until Hazel hummed in question.

“Stupid bitches, be stupid bitches.”

Hazel laughed loudly, hugging Y/N’s arm to stop her from falling.

“Y/N,” Hazel laughed.

“Hazel,” Y/N responded seriously. Well, semi-seriously. She couldn’t help the small smile growing on her mouth. Sighing gratefully, Hazel tugged on Y/N’s arm to stop.

“Thank you, love,” Hazel said, looking into Y/N’s eyes with love. Y/N swore she could feel her heart melt, warmth filling her up.

“Of course, pretty girl,” Y/N spoke softly, hugging her girlfriend tightly. Y/N was not going to let PJ get away with this.

No one spoke to her girl like that.

a/n: first imagine since I came back! if you have any requests from any fandom, please let me know. if I know the fandom, I will try and do it! Hope you guys like this one as much as I did.

#hazel callahan #hazel callahan x reader #hazel callahan x you #hazel callahan imagine #bottoms movie #bottoms x reader

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jomsimagination · 10 months

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“my love”

warning: fluff i think? soft tana

It was just a simple sleep over at rachel's house, you, santana, mercedes, kurt, quinn, tina and brittany, were sitting in the couch waiting for the boys to get the food.

"Guys what movie should we watch?" Rachel asked

"Les mis" kurt suggested, but every one was quick to say no.

"Oh! We should watch ten things i hate about you" i exclaimed,

"No y/n." Rachel said sternly,

"Then why did you even ask?" I asked as she rolled her eyes, "did you just roll your eyes at my girl berry?" Santana said a little angry, "n-no" rachel shook her head, "really cause why did i-" i cut santana off, "san no" i whispered, holding her hand.

She calmed down when she felt your hand touch hers, everyone saw that and quickly said.

"Whipped"

"Oh! Santana lopez is whipped as hell"

"Hahah shes so whipped"

"Whip!"

Everybody either snickered or giggled, she just rolled her eyes, the two of you were sitting in the couch with rachel and kurt, while the others were at the floor. she laid you down, you looked at her confusingly, while kurt and rachel just looked at the both of you shocked, so they got of the couch.

When santana felt the two get of the coach, she smiled to her self, once you were laid down she put herself in between your legs with her head on your boobs, "i love your boobs" she mumbled in between you boobs, "what?" I asked the girl, since she just said that like you two were alone.

"I mean it i love your boobs. I mean who doesn't love them." she mumbled once again, "me" kurt replied, you chuckled at what your best friend had said.

She just stayed still, with her head in between your boobs and her stomach in between your legs. They were just debating on what movie we should watch, but you really didn't care, since all you cared about the girl in between your legs.

You caress her hair as you looked at the tv, she suddenly kissed both your boobs, and you raised your leg in surprise as she focused on the tv.

After a few moments the guys finally came back with the popcorn and more things, finn handed us a popcorn, she sat up, as i did the same, she pulled me to her so i can lean back.

"Sanny could you grab water?" I said since i was thirsty, quinn sat on the couch on the other side, "of course 'my love" she said standing up, your heart fluttered and you got butterflies at the nickname.

Quinn saw this and smiled, "wow i thought santana was the one whipped but it was y/n" she teased, "aw where's the y/n that called me fabgay multiple times" she chuckled, "where's the y/n that spread a rumor that i had cooties in kinder garden?" She teased further more,

"Well that y/n's gonna come back if you continue" you warned her, "aw did santana make you soft" she cooed, "i swear quinn." I said sternly, trying to intimidate her, "aw who knew you were so cute" she teased more,

"No i'm not" i looked at her with furrowed eyebrows, "aw you're such a cutie, who knew all it had to take was santana" she teased, "shut up" i mumbled, then santana came back, "san she called me cute" i said in annoyance, "well, you darling, are you cute" she grinned, i just huffed in annoyance, "cmon you are one cutie patootie." She held my cheeks in her hands,

She leaned in and kissed me, i put my hands on her shoulders trying to pull her closer, while quinn just watched in horror and shock, then she went down on the floor to be with her girlfriend, tina.

After a few moments one of her hands trailed down to the back of my thigh, she pulled me up to her lap, since we were the only one on the couch, she put the popcorn some place on the couch.

I felt her tongue poke at my bottom lip, i parted my lips a little, her tongue delved into my mouth, i moaned slightly at the contact.

"Really?" You guys were interrupted by rachel, you tried to pull away but santana's hand were on your back pulled you into her even more.

"Hello?" rachel rolled her eyes, "shut up berry. Its free porn" you heard puck say.

You felt a stinging in your lungs, you whimpered into her mouth, then she finally pulled away.

"Finally!" The diva exclaimed. "Awh cmon keep going" puck said as you rolled your eyes at him.

"You're disgusting puck." Santana chuckled at what you said. After a few minutes into the movie, you and santana finished the popcorn, and she laid you down again, so that she could use your boobs as pillows.

You felt your self fall asleep and santana noticed it when you stopped caressing her hair, the she went up to your face and kissed your cheek,

"i love you princessa" she whispered in your ear,

"I love you too tana" you mumbled sleepy. But everyone heard that.

"God i feel like a third wheel"

"Omg they're so cute"

"Awhh my hearts gonna explode"

"I-i can't there so sweet"

They all muttered to each other.

a/n this is my first ever post, please don’t judge,

#santana x reader #santana lopez #glee #sleepover #fem!reader #santana lopez x reader

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velveys · 8 months

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Brittany Murphy & Ashton Kutcher in San Diego (2003)

#brittany murphy #ashton kutcher #event #2003 #2000s

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sgiandubh · 9 months

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Jottings: Season 7, episode 7. If my Latin serves me, that must mean star traveler

Finally made it. Ticked that box. Doubled Cape Fear. I deserve an ice cream, I suppose.

To be honest, I was expecting way worse. And it ends much better than it started, despite SS moaning like a banshee, despite the chopped editing, despite that finger-in-mouth failed transplant (I shall not thank thee, Vanessa Woman) and despite an almost unreadable storyline for us, show-onlies.

A few words on this season's Lallybroch set. I know the Eighties were dubiously fond of shrieking orange shades, diarrheic golden browns and horribly impractical furniture, of course. But am I the only one that feels modern-day Lallybroch is tacky and kitschy AF, as compared to the wonderful, really perfect J&C& the Murrays' timeline? I also find it disturbingly confusing, a failed hybrid between a Texas ranch and a Brittany gentilhommière. To bear the shock, my gaze needs the active help of details with a story and a destiny, such as the Jacobite 'Nemo me impune lacessit' saltire I've noticed ever since Mrs. Graham was reading Claire's teacup, in season 1 - now almost an afterthought. Therefore, the overall result feels like J&C's shrine has been colonized by anachronistic hipsters, not to mention that horrible caravan. There is a complete lack of coziness to a space that did not have the time to become a real home. That only makes things worse when #Broger try their best at mimicking a functional, credible marriage, sex included.

Let's be done already with the Phil Collins moment. And go tell it on the mountain that, despite the multiple warnings received recently, my reaction somehow managed to surprise myself. Reader, I HOWLED, which is beyond redemption and potentially much more cruel than a heavy disappointment. The hydraulics were shaky. The afghan was mustard. She was indescribable and he was elsewhere. I shall only add that my brain refused the connection with In the Air Tonight and went instead for I Can't Dance. If there is any truth in that old symmetry between dancing, driving and canoodling - go figure. Enough said.

The two people who totally slayed this episode were Buck Mackenzie and Vandervaart - I know, indulge me, I am a poor woman of feeble mind. I do not intend to insist on young William, simply because I don't think it's savvy to shamelessly fangirl two days in a row. He shines in that very difficult battle scene, and yes, it reminded me of Culloden J sans the kamikaze touch. And yes, by the end of Saratoga 1.0, William is easily ten years older: the whole world's burden weighs on his shoulders and there is a taste of ashes to that Pyrrhic victory.

Spoiler: [looking at Jemmy's toy plane] Of all the things I have seen... have you been inside one? (...) My Jeremiah would love this. Buck is phenomenal. He is versatile enough to seamlessly transition from a hungry animal to the 18th century lawyer to the unwanted, macho cousin-ancestor to the father who misses his children, all of this in less than an hour. And even if I shall never forgive Herself for not bringing You-Know-Who through the stones, this could be as good as it gets, in terms of a second-best narrative solution. Still, unfair, Herself. Unfair to bits.

Spare the cosmic booing in the air these days, the J&C/S&C PDA issue has also been debated at length, in quite tired terms, to be honest. What I did see was a couple sure of itself and completely at ease with one another. And if you think S&C were nowhere to be found, think again about C's chuckle just after J cheekily tells her she needs spectacles, with a very 21st century flirty-coffee-in-town attitude that is not J.

I believe the next and last episode is on August 11th. That should be the one with the blue light mojo, right? Right.

I can't wait.

Credit given again to @flllk. Of course.

#jottings

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glitterarygetsit · 4 months

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Goodbye, Fawn

My brilliant friend Fawn (@esterbrook) died on Friday.

Fawn and I met when I was about 24 and she was about 43, and at the time, foolishly, I thought I was the cool one. I very quickly realised that I was wrong, and that Fawn was who I wanted to be when I grew up.

She was independent, funny, smart, and passionate. If there was anything she didn’t like, she would do something about it—she campaigned for abortion rights and did phone banking for US elections. She was sharp and kind and pragmatic and gave amazing advice.

Fawn loved stories and history—we met on an archaeological training dig in York, and later bonded over fic in the Sherlock fandom—and was forever turning up old letters and pens and other things that she breathed new life into. She found a pen at a flea market and tracked down its original owner; she chronicled a WWII romance from a box of photographs (https://www.tumblr.com/a-certain-party-i-love).

For the past twenty years, Fawn kept a diary that will now be donated to a women’s history library. I hope one day someone devotes as much care to her memory as she did to other people’s.

I find it hard to think of many people who are leaving as big a legacy as Fawn. Her activism, writing (also wrote the first book on surviving at work when you have depression), and (towards the end of her life) participation in a clinical trial have helped so many people directly, and will continue to reverberate.

And she’s still not done: even before she was diagnosed with ALS, she arranged to donate her body to forensic science (and wrote about it here: https://www.nytimes.com/2019/02/28/well/live/my-afterlife-on-the-body-farm.html).

I’m so lucky to have been able to make wonderful memories with Fawn. We went on a road trip in Northumberland and laughed at all the dicks in Chesters Roman fort with her friend Martin, who I would eventually move to Berlin with; she visited us there and baked a derby pie full of bourbon for Friendsgiving. We went to Brittany and got emotional about the Neolithic standing stones at Carnac. We walked all over London and she showed me spots I didn’t even know about despite living there for three years.

In May, I got to visit her in her beloved San Francisco, where she introduced me to tamales, giant redwoods, and her cat Cosmo, successor of Rupert, the fluffiest and most handsome gentleman who accompanied her for most of her last ten years.

We went over and under the Golden Gate bridge, drank many cups of coffee, roamed around the Castro and Haight-Ashbury, waved across the Pacific, browsed bookshops and made sourdough and did laundry and talked until late into the night.

She was diagnosed with ALS less than a year and a half ago, which was the cruellest fucking thing not only because she deserved so much more time on this earth, but because it made talking, eating and living independently—all things she adored—so much more difficult and eventually impossible. She chose to take advantage of California’s aid in dying law and leave on her own terms, because nobody was ever the boss of Fawn, not even death.

Fawn, I miss you already. I always imagined we would one day be old ladies cackling at dirty jokes together, and it’s a crying shame that the world has been robbed of the wicked glint in your eye at least thirty years too early. You changed my life for the better in so many ways, and I still want to be you when I grow up. I love you. Sleep well.

#esterbrook #oh fawn i miss you already #i was so wildly lucky to know her both online and off #she was absolutely brilliant #feels odd not to have written more about our fannish life but i knew her offline first #i’m realising that i may not have read all her fics yet and i now get to do that

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ltwilliammowett · 1 year

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A pair of flintlock duelling pistols by Twigg of London, owned by Captain Jeremiah Coghlan (1774-1844), English, circa 1785

Captain Jeremiah Coghlan (1774-1844) was famous for his extraordinary daring in a series of naval engagements. After going to sea in the Merchant Service, Coghlan attracted the attention of Captain Pellew when he secured a line for the troopship Dutton before the ship sank off Plymouth in 1796. Like the fictional Hornblower, for whom he was the godfather in real life, Coghlan was taken on by Pellew as an ensign on the Indefatigable, where he continued to impress in a series of daring boat actions. After his rapid promotion to lieutenant, Coghlan was given command of the cutter Viper, from which he led the elimination of the Cerbère at Port Louis in Brittany against almost insurmountable odds. He surpassed this exploit when, greatly outnumbered and outgunned on both occasions, when he destroyed General Ernouf off San Domingo and captured the Diligent off Puerto Rico.

Coghlan was also successful on land, leading 200 marines in the capture of the citadel battery at Cassis in southern France in 1813, before forcing the surrender of Joachim Murat, King of Naples, in May 1815, securing the city and its treasures for the restoration of the Bourbon royal family. Having dined with Nelson in 1800, Coghlan was given the double honour of dining with Napoleon when the Emperor was taken to Elba for short-lived exile.

During his career, Coghlan received a number of presentation arms, including a 100 Guinea sword from Admiral Earl St Vincent. Given the date and nature of the weapons, it is likely that his dueling pistols were also a gift, possibly from his patron Admiral Edward Pellew, Viscount Exmouth.

#naval weapons #duelling flintlock pistols #captain jeremiah coghlan #18th century #age of sail #captain pellew

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melancholydreamers · 9 months

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What are the most underrated Brittany moments/lines in Glee in your opinion? One of my favourites is her saying “Score” in response to Santana saying “Brittany will always be my girlfriend” in Saturday Night Glee-Ver 😂 and the whole “I once told a guy I had three v chinas” in S6

Ooo those are such great scenes! I think my favourite most underrated Brittany lines are when she was in baking class with Tina and she was hesitant about cracking an egg and she looked at it all sad eyes.“What’s the difference between an egg with a baby chicken inside of it and an egg with an egg in it?” Then Tina’s all like “😑it’s the same thing!🙄”, then Britt goes to say, “this is a baby chickens house🥺” like plss she is so precious! Her little pout and her confusion😭 plus Tina getting annoyed is so funny cuz it’s literally just an egg, but ofc Britt is totally valid!

Another one is when she said her favourite song was “My Headband” by Rachel Berry, I second that, cuz she obviously has great taste in songs

And those moments that I adore from her are when she would dance and groove to all of the “bad” glee performances! Like “Afternoon Delight”, babe was jamming to that song😭 and when Sugar sang “Big Spender” and when Rachel had laryngitis and sang “The Climb” omg she loved it, she was so supportive

During s2 prom when she was like “So? I don’t have a date, I’m just gonna dance, then all of your dates are gonna ignore you and come dance with me, so your dates are really my dates” 😭 her confidence tho!

This one is super underrated and ppl probably don’t even know it unless they payed super attention to Britt, but it was during “Rumors” when Finn and Rachel were angrily singing “Go Your own Way” and it cuts to Britt and she’s just aggressively snapping along with a pout on her face😭 like omg that was adorable for no reason. And then it cuts to Santana in the back looking at her and San slightly nods her head like “yeah” loll

I’ll add a gif so you know what I’m talking about lol XD

And here’s her in Afternoon Delight!!

Adorable! Right!

#isn’t she just absolutely precious #loml loml loml #thanks for the ask!! XD #brittany s pierce #brittany pierce #brittana #glee #heather morris

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hollywoodfamerp · 1 year

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UNFOLLOW (5+ DAYS OF INACTIVITY: THE FOLLOWING HAVE BEEN REOPENED)

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The Last Shadow Puppets - The Fillmore, San Francisco

April 17, 2016

📸: Brittany O'Brien

#the last shadow puppets #alex turner #miles kane #tlsp2 #tlsp #eycte tour #eycte era #eycte #everything you've come to expect #the fillmore

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