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just-call-me-the-intrusive-thot · 4 years ago

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Soulmate September - Day 16

Day 16 - When your soulmate listens to music or is singing, you hear it in your own head as well. (Songfic, Crazy = Genius by PATD)

Pairing(s): Romantic Intrulogical, Ambiguous/Romantic Analomus, Background Roceit [the Janus part is ambiguous but whatever], Familial Logicality, Familial Virremile, Background Remile [again hinted]

TWs: swearing, sexual themes [light but they’re there], makeouts, Remus being Remus, drunken behaviour, pyromania, vomiting [not graphic just mentioned]

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“Either of you pyros got a lighter I can borrow?”

Logan sighed, not making much in the way of eye contact with the emo sitting in the cell next to him and his soulmate. He dug into his jean pocket and lazily tossed the lighter to the boy clad in so much black and purple he looked like the sapient embodiment of a bruise.

“Keep it.”

��Oh. You sure? This is a pretty sweet lighter-”

“I insist.”, Logan groaned, running his hands down his face, “It’s not like I’ll be needing it ever again after this.”

From beside Logan, Remus slung his arm to the side, flopping it about limply to swat at his soulmate, “Shuddafuckup”, he slurred, hauling himself upright from his slumped over position, “S’gonna be fiiiine. Roman said he’d bail us oooouuuut, so fuckin’ chill-”

“Your brother told you last week that he would give us a ride to Dairy Queen but instead he was too fucking busy getting to third base with his boyfriend!!”, Logan snapped. Ugh, he would regret that in the morning. He ran his hands through his hair anxiously slicking it back. How had the night gone wrong so fast?...

‘You can set yourself on fire! You can set yourself on fire!’

Logan wasn’t sure what it was about the glowing ember embrace of a flame that drew him in toward it like a moth with a death wish, but as he allowed his soulmate Remus to haul his ass towards their usual hangout with the promise of some pretty choice items to burn, he found that he couldn't care less.

As he approached the overpass with his soulmate chugging a whole half a bottle of tequila without blinking, Logan wondered how he ever survived before without this whirlwind in human form.

‘She said at night in my dreams

You dance on a tightrope of weird

Oh but when I wake up you're so normal that you just disappear

You're so straight like commuters with briefcases towing the line

There's no residue of a torturer inside your of eyes’

“Check it the fuck out, babe! Did I bring the goods or what?”, Remus grinned nearly as brightly as the shine on the rather expensive looking crimson car - he guessed it might have been a Mercedes, but car brands all looked the same to him really - parked under the overpass. Logan didn’t have a particular favourite item to burn, but when Remus walked over in his lime green hoodie that barely covered his black leather shorts and fishnets to pose seductively on top of the hood? Logan hadn’t wanted to incinerate anything more in his life.

“You… How on Earth did you come by this?!”, he ran his hand along the curve of the hood, unashamedly letting his hand roam over Remus’ thigh.

His soulmate hummed, leaning in to steal a kiss, murmuring softly against Logan’s lips, “If I told you I might’ve hotwired it just this afternoon? Is that a turn off or a turn on?”

Goddamn him, Remus knew just how to speak right to Logan’s soul.

“The latter, and you know it.”, Logan all but growled into their kiss.

‘She said you're just like Mike

Love but you wanna be Brian Wilson, Brian Wilson

Said you're just like Mike

Love but you'll never be Brian Wilson’

In the back of his mind, Logan did wonder what his father and morally conscious little brother would think; if they knew he snuck out to satisfy his pyromania, make out with his feral cryptid of a boyfriend, and engaged in petty acts of vandalism and thievery from time to time. What would Thomas and Patton think of their stoic, orderly son and big brother who - instead of studying for his undergraduate degree in astrophysics - would rather spend the night getting dangerous and dirty alongside his soulmate who had literally just admitted to auto theft to acquire a ridiculously expensive car for him to burn?

The thought was there for all of two seconds until Remus’ tongue licking into his mouth banished it away. The only thot he needed tonight was the one driving him crazy with a kiss alone.

‘And I said (hey ay, ay)

If crazy equals genius (hey ay, ay)

If crazy equals genius

Then I'm a fucking arsonist (hey)

I'm a rocket scientist (hey hey)

(Hey ay, ay)

If crazy equals genius (hey)

You can set yourself on fire (hey ay)

But you're never gonna burn, burn, burn (hey ay)

You can set yourself on fire (hey ay)

But you're never gonna learn, learn, learn hey!’

Knowing they came here for a reason, Logan reluctantly ended their makeout session and grabbed for his trusted blue lighter.

“How full is the gas tank?”, Logan made sure to ask, popping open the door to the driver’s side to see what was left in the car. Might as well keep anything worth selling.

“Not sure.”, Remus shrugged, twirling the keys around his finger excitedly while he finished off their first bottle of the night, “Wanna help me make sure there’s nothing left?”

‘She said darlin' you know

How the wine plays tricks on my tongue

But you don't seem to change when you stuff all of

your feelings with drugs

Other boys you may have dated serrated your heart with a slice

But the cut of your love never hurts baby, it's a sweet butter knife’

Logan wasn’t sure how Remus managed to look even more majestic every time he looked at him, but as he clung tight to the hand rest above the passenger window while his soulmate pulled off his sixteenth donut in a row, all he could think about was how lucky he was to have him. Like a trickle of water turning into a river, Logan recognised the beginning of Na Na Na starting to play in his head. Of course. He knew Remus well enough by now to know that was coming. The humming under his soulmate’s breath also gave it away somewhat.

While Remus kept trying to empty the tank, Logan couldn’t help but feel nostalgia for their first meeting; Remus’ older brother Roman had asked Logan to stand in for the theatre department’s regular dramaturge when Logan began to hear the beginnings of Avenue Q’s The Internet Is For Porn begin to invade his mind. Luckily for him, it hadn’t taken long for Remus to saunter over and try to flirt with him, humming the exact tune Logan had been hearing the whole time.

From there, they’d begun dating though it took a good few months before Logan would join Remus in his fantastical ramblings. He lamented on how he felt trapped by a father who meant well but expected so much from him, how stifled he felt having to be a role model to his living marshmallow of a little brother. How Logan just wanted the fun, exhilaration of doing something extreme for a change.

With Remus’ encouragement, Logan opened up about his pyromaniac tendencies which his soulmate was 110% onboard with. Ever since, the underpass had become their dirty, out of the way, graffiti scarred home away from home. Where Logan could indulge the urge to burn away his stresses and lose himself in Remus’ mantra of doing whatever the fuck they wanted.

‘She said you're just like Mike

Love but you wanna be Brian Wilson, Brian Wilson

Said you're just like Mike

Love but you'll never be Dennis Wilson’

With the car finally seemingly out of gas as it shuddered to a stop, Remus fluidly slid out of the open window - you know, like a normal functional human being - and slid across the hood of the car to open the door for Logan, “Alright, time for this bitch to burn!”

Logan was more than happy to get down to the main event after doing a last quick sweep of the car. All he’d found worth keeping was the planet shaped air freshener; so sue him, the sweet scent of mixed berries was delightful. Whipping out his lighter, Logan escorted Remus a safe distance away and pulled out the hairspray he’d swiped from his room earlier. He aimed the spray towards the car - making sure it wasn’t against the wind or pointed back at himself, he preferred to keep his eyebrows, thanks - and watched as the plume of fire engulfed the car’s seat cover.

Crackling flames. Straining metal. Hissing fabric burning to a plastic like mess. It was a symphony and Logan was it’s conductor.

With his boyfriend wrapping his arms around his shoulders, Logan tilted to kiss him once more as the heat of the fire caressed their skin. Remus’ eyes never once left Logan, seeing his soulmate delight in an act of pure mindless vandalism, watching the way Logan looked truly free, sent his heart racing. In compliment, Logan turned back to Remus, grinning already at the shades of orange and yellow that painted his handsome features. He always thought Remus was at his most beautiful that way.

‘And I said (hey ay, ay)

If crazy equals genius (hey ay, ay)

If crazy equals genius

Then I'm a fucking arsonist (hey)

I'm a rocket scientist (hey hey)

(Hey ay, ay)

If crazy equals genius (hey)

You can set yourself on fire (hey ay)

But you're never gonna burn, burn, burn (hey ay)

You can set yourself on fire (hey ay)

But you're never gonna learn, learn, learn hey!’

Logan couldn’t tell you what happened next; one minute the two of them were watching the flames while his soulmate continued his campaign to destroy his kidneys with alcohol, the next Remus was sitting in his lap leaving hickeys all over his neck while Logan let his hands roam around under Remus’ hoodie. In the back of his mind, Logan could make out the beginning of a song he didn’t recognise at first, but as the lyrics kicked in, he let out a breathy chuckle. Of course, trust Remus to pick a thematic piece of music for the night’s events. As the song got louder - and Remus marked him more needily - Logan found he rather liked the song. He’d have to ask Remus what it was called later.

‘You can set yourself on fire (hey)

You can set yourself on fire (hey)

You can set yourself on fire’

The next thing either of them knew, there was a vague clattering noise followed by a thunderous metallic bang. Followed by another, then another. One after another for a total of seven times before it finally quieted down. No music, no bang, just the fire crackling away. Thoroughly shaken, Remus and Logan untangled themselves from each other, the former demanding all too loudly, “What the creme fresh fuck was that?!”

“I-! I have no idea-”, Logan began. There wasn’t anything that would’ve done that inside the car, he’d checked. However, as he rounded the car, giving the flames a wide berth, Logan noticed someone laying on the ground on the other side of the car; dressed in a dark, patchy hoodie and ripped jeans, a plume of purple dyed frizzy hair poking out from the hood. He looked like your run of the mill emo. For a second, Logan was worried he and Remus would have to dispose of a body, but fortunately the young man groaned and began to sit up. To his side, Logan winced at a metallic glint blinding his vision.

The spray can doing so had clearly rolled out of the bag full of other cans, all in different colours. At least now Logan could put a face to the rather beautiful graffiti that tattooed the underpass as well as what had exploded in the fire as he noted the burst open paint cans under the car.

“Are you alright? What the hell happened?”, Logan questioned firmly, though he knew the disoriented emo on the ground likely couldn’t answer right away. He assumed from the way the young man rubbed the back of his head that he’d taken a rather nasty fall. The anxious artist seemed to remember exactly where he was, eyes blown wide in fear,

“Dude, get outta here quick-”

“There he is!”

Three officers rushed towards the two of them prompting the emo and Logan to make a break for it, being sure not to run into the inferno. Remus pretty quickly got the idea and joined the two of them. It seemed neither of the three of them knew exactly where they were trying to run to, but a silent, unspoken agreement saw them all heading for the same direction. Looking back on it, Logan wondered if parting ways and heading for his car with Remus could’ve at least seen them with a better chance of getting away.

But hindsight is a bitch that wakes up seven hours late and didn’t even bother to bring Starbucks.

‘And I said (hey ay, ay)

If crazy equals genius (hey ay, ay)

If crazy equals genius

Then I'm a fucking arsonist (hey)

I'm a rocket scientist (hey hey)

(Hey ay, ay)

If crazy equals genius (hey)’

Before long, all Logan could hear was his sneakers scraping the ground and his own breathing competing against his heartbeat to dominate his ears. The urge to stop and breathe was intense but it felt as though doing just that would send the world crashing down around them.

Of course, prolonged exercise and a stomach full of alcohol wasn’t the best combination.

“‘M gonna fuckin’ puke-!”, Remus huffed, trying to cover his mouth with his hand.

“Just hold on, Remus, we’re-!”

Logan watched in horror as his soulmate stopped to empty his stomach, unintentionally doing so in a way that blocked off the hoodie clad young man trying his best to keep up.

“Ah sHIT-!”

He didn’t need to look back; the clattering of the satchel, the mutual yelps of surprise and pain, Logan kept running even as two of the officers apprehended his soulmate and the hooded lad. The guilt would catch up to Logan before the third officer did, or it would have if he didn’t mistime his turning around the next corner only to end up nearly getting run over. How poetic; from making out on a car hood to being cuffed against one. Had Remus not been busy insulting the officers’ mothers rather colourfully, Logan theorised he would’ve no doubt made some innuendo about it.

Exhausted from their chase and thoroughly cuffed, all Logan could do was let himself be loaded into the back of the cop car with Remus and the anxious emo.

‘You can set yourself on fire (hey ay)

But you're never gonna burn, burn, burn (hey ay)

You can set yourself on fire (hey ay)

But you're never gonna learn, learn, learn hey!’

“Mmm… Logan, can you-”, Remus burped a little too wetly for it not to make Logan feel as queasy as Remus looked, “Can you stroke my hair? Pleeeeeease?”

Sighing in that playful kind of annoyance only true love can allow, Logan did as asked. The night may wind up with him being harshly reprimanded by his father and possibly losing his come-and-go privileges, but at least for now he had Remus.

“...... I’m sorry.”, came the rough voice of the emo in the cell next to theirs, “You both wouldn’t be stuck here if it wasn’t for me.”

Remus just gave a dismissive grunt in reply while Logan assured their cell companion, “While you may have led the police to us, I doubt our proclivity for fiery vandalism would’ve kept going undetected forever.”, he looked the emo up and down, “Might I ask,...?”

“Virgil.”

“Virgil,”, Logan repeated, “Might I ask how you ended up stumbling across us?”

Virgil shrugged, “I’ve been painting the underpass for years. Pretty much everything down there’s something I’ve done.”.

He chewed the inside of his cheek, “I had a shitty night so I came down to paint something when I walked in on you two getting all ‘friendly’,”, he airquoted, “So I went to go home but I got stopped by an officer and started panicking. So I just…. ran.”

His posture curled a little while he twirled Logan’s lighter between his fingers in a stimming action, “Then I realised I was way too fucking close to the fire and I blacked out.”, Virgil embarrassedly pulled his hood up, “Fire scares the shit outta me, always has. Next thing I knew, I woke up with you staring at me. You both know the rest.”

Logan nodded quietly. It really did fill in a few gaps, “I can’t blame you for not wanting to stick around. I do apologise that we inadvertently ruined your night.”

Virgil shrugged, “Eh, it’s alright, it’s just gonna suck having to have my dads bail me out again. Not that dad would mind but pops will probably gimme another lecture about ‘unhealthy coping habits’ again....”

At that, they sat for the most part in silence. Then that song began to trickle into Logan’s brain again. As nice as it had been in accompaniment to their antics before, Logan found it almost grating now. He sighed and gently nudged Remus,

“Re-”

“Logan, babe,”, Remus groaned, beating him to the punch, “Can you fuckin’ give it a rest with the music? M’fuckin’ head hurts.”

“....But you’re the one who’s been thinking about that song, right!?”, Logan’s concern was obvious. Remus caught on as well.

“No!? I thought it was you!?”, he sloppily hauled himself onto Logan’s lap, pressing their foreheads together, “Issokay babe, I won’t let-”, he stifled a burp though it did nothing to save Logan from Remus’ drunken breath, “Won’t let fate change our soul bond! I’ll fuckin- I’ll whip out my brain surgery skills right here if I gotta-”

“Remus!”, Logan sternly held him back a little, “Calm down, let’s just try and think rationally, okay!?”

“.... Have you ever MET me, you stupid sexy science bitch?”, Remus cackled at the alliteration.

“Please be serious for once.”, Logan sighed, fixing his glasses in a self calming gesture, “Do you know the name of the song in your head?”

“Yeah, iss fuckin’ um...”, Remus clicked his fingers in thought, trying to place it, “S’fuckin Scream In The Club, or some shit who sings it...”

“..... You mean, Panic At The Disco?”, came Virgil’s voice from the neighbouring cell.

Remus pointed dramatically, “THATS THE BITCH!”. He put his fist to his chest to stifle another burp, instead taking a second to turn and spit out some of the awful taste on his tongue, “Fuckin’... the lyrics were like…. “You can set yourself-””

“- On fire?!”, Virgil finished, looking rather interested in the conversation now.

Logan nodded between the two of them, “Yes, that’s the same opening line I remember. Virgil, I take it you’re familiar with the song?”

“Well yeah, and I’ll do you one better. Uh,....”, he rubbed the back of his neck nervously, “I’ve had that song stuck in my head all night.”

Remus and Logan shared a look of shock. Could Virgil really be their soulmate? It would explain the times when they would hear music that didn’t seem to line up with each other’s tastes. Before Logan could propose a test, Remus was way ahead of him; he rolled his eyes as the music flooded into his skull.

Virgil brightened up, “Ashnikko, huh? Good choice-”

“HOLY SHIT, LOGAN, WE GOT-! WE GOT ANOTHER ONE!!”, Remus screeched, wriggling excitedly in Logan’s lap, almost causing his boyfriend to drop him.

“Indeed.”, Logan sighed fondly as he tried to get Remus to sit back down on the bench instead of his lap, “So now you better call Roman and see if he can bail us ALL out..”

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... I know I won’t probably be able to catch up but hell with it, I love some of the prompt ideas, I’ll just stop tagging the blog if I run over at this point.

A big thanks to @accidental-sanders for the idea for this one, it was really fun to do.

@tsshipmonth2020

Taglist: @somehow-i-got-an-account @cateye-glasses @fandomsofrandom

#analomus #intrulogical #logan sanders #remus sanders #virgil sanders #my fics #fanfics #logan #virgil #remus #crazy = genius #songfic #soulmate september #I'm still going I s2g #I miiight put these all up on my ao3 tbh

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vapid-slut · 4 years ago

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Perfect Harmony; Ch.1

Warning[s]: Swearing, Michael being a dirty bitch

Word Count: 1.8k

Summary: Entering her senior year as a cheerio, the reader is excited to combine both her love of music and her newfound popularity. To Michael, however, this is the perfect opportunity to fuck with his innocent neighbor

A/N: Can we say, I hate this, because I really do. I have no idea what has compelled me to post this dumpster, just know that if you read this, no u didn’t <3 + I did not proofread this so if theres any typos I’m so sorry, I’m running on 4 hrs of sleep and 5 cups of coffee

Music was your life. Your parents often joked that you were singing before you uttered your first word. Unfortunately, there were no music clubs during your past two years of high school. It was only last year that you and the glee club won nationals, hence why you were able to keep funding. School administration was never really fond of the arts, but they would bend over backward to give the sports clubs whatever they needed.

Your biggest dream was to get a scholarship, preferably for music, since you excelled at it. All your life, you watched your father slave away to keep you happy. You just wanted to repay his kindness. Abruptly, your dream, which entailed you winning a grammy, was disrupted by the ringing of your alarm clock. Your arm stretched over to your nightstand, turning the device off, bringing the sound to a halt.

Slowly, you removed the sheets off your body, standing up for a brief stretch before walking to your bathroom. You went about your morning routine much quicker than you typically would. Mostly due to your excitement, this year would be the first that you spent closer to the top of the social food chain. Over the summer, your dad became fast friends with Coach Sylvester. She had come over a few times. And although their relationship was strictly platonic, they both had grown fond of each other. A week before school, she offered you a spot on the cheerios, one you couldn't turn down. Cheerleaders were at the very top of the pyramid. Girls wanted to be them while boys wanted to be with them.

Once you had finished doing the bare necessities your morning required, you hastily made your way to your closet, immediately reaching for one of the three cheerleading uniforms hanging on the rack. You stripped out of your pajamas before slipping into the skimpy skirt, unaware that you had an admirer. Michael had moved next door a few months into your freshman year, was a rather charming boy. He quickly became a hot commodity, no doubt due to how impeccably handsome he was. You were never too fond of him, but even you had to admit that he was a divine sight.

It never truly bothered you that the window into your room was straight across from the one piercing into his. But if you could see the look of satisfaction on his face as he watched you undress, you'd feel very unnerved. The boy had always felt attracted to you. He saw you as a challenge. You were one of the few students in your grade who was still a virgin. Not due to your looks, you frankly didn't have the time to go to parties or hook up with people. Your focus was on your education. And if getting into a great school meant sacrificing your social life, you were content with that.

Once you had finished getting your uniform on and slicking your hair into a neat updo, you gathered your things into your bag and hurried downstairs for breakfast. "Mornin' kiddo!" Your dad said, greeting you with a smile. You muttered a cheerful 'hey' in response, walking towards one of the cabinets full of cereal boxes. "Oh, I forgot to tell you. My car had to get fixed up last night so, I'll have to take yours today." You shrugged as a reply, not caring. "So am I taking the bus today?" Your father shook his head, reaching for a spoon at the same time. "No. That nice boy next door offered to give you a ride today. Isn't that sweet?"

Fuck- you thought to yourself, of course, the universe found some way to screw up your day. You took a long sigh before shifting your eyes to the clock on the wall. "Shit! I'm sorry, dad. I'd love to eat breakfast, but the Glee meeting starts in 20 minutes." Your dad shrugged, not too bothered. "It's fine, go have fun and tell Michael I said hello." You nodded to your old man, and with that, you were up and out the door.

As soon as you stepped foot outside, there he was. Hair perfectly curled, toothpick dangling from his soft lips. You sighed, walking towards the blonde, waiting for him to get out of the way. "Wow, you become a cheerleader, and now you think you're hot shit?" He spat, you gave him a death glare before pushing him lightly to get inside the car. He followed suit, taking his place in the driver's seat. "As much as I find you annoying, your ass does look great in that skirt." You scoffed, rolling your eyes at the boy as he started driving. "Listen up, Pillsbury fuckboy. Though this might seem hard to understand, I don't like you. And I'd rather not spend my senior year arguing with someone as unbearable as you, so can you please leave me alone?!"

The blonde chuckled at your response. Your mouth said one thing while your thoughts said another. "Your wish is my command." He mumbled sarcastically before reaching to turn up the music on the radio to an obscene volume. The rest of the car ride was entirely uneventful, neither of you uttering a word to each other. Ultimately, you had reached the school parking lot. Not many cars were there since it was early, and only a few clubs were meeting today. Before Michael could do anything, you swiftly got out the car, making sure to slam it loudly. "Don't fucking slam the door!" He said, his voice reaching you even though you were still walking, in response you promptly flipped him off. "Fucking bitch." He uttered lowly as you slowly left his field of view.

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"Welcome back, New Directions!" Glee's coach, Mr.Shue, said as you embraced your friends. "As you know, this will be our last year together, and a few of our beloved friends have left for college already. Which means we'll be having auditions for some newcomers." As he spoke, he walked over to the whiteboard, grabbing his trusted magic marker. "But there's a twist." You and everyone else in the room watched as he wrote out the words American Idol. "This time, you'll be judging with me."

You would typically be seated next to Tina and Mercedes, but they were both absent for the meeting. Instead, you sat with Santana on your left and Quinn to your right. You had to admit that it felt nice. Usually, you wouldn't ponder on things so benign. But you had spent most of high school getting teased by Michael and the rest of his sought after friends. Not a day went by that slushies weren't thrown in your face, now you could finally walk the halls without fear of humiliation.

Besides that, you were also really ecstatic to help Mr. Shue with auditions. Glee club was what had brought a group of entirely different people together. So you'd be more than glad to share that with a new ensemble of students before you all went your final ways.

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The rest of your day went by quicker than usual. There wasn't much to learn on the first day. Once the clock hit 3:30, You rushed to the auditorium as if your life depended on it. You had to admit that you missed the stage, singing, and dancing with your friends. You made your way the middle of the seating area, taking your place beside Artie.

A majority of the auditions were lackluster. Only a handful stood out. Like that girl Marley and that kid Jake. You were just about ready to leave and go home until something caught your attention. "Michael Langdon?" Your eyes lit up immediately as you heard the name. You watched as the blue-eyed boy made his way to the stage, smug look on his face.

There was no way in hell Michael fucking Langdon, the same boy who referred to glee as "homo explosion," would ever willingly audition. His rendition of "Suit and Tie" was incredible, which only pissed you off more. Not only was he insanely attractive, but he just had to be talented too, fucking men.

You watched as your fellow glee members watched in amusement. It was the girls who seemed most excited. Eventually, it all became too much, and before the boy could finish entertaining your friends, you stormed off into the parking lot. Far too upset with the blonde to drive home with him, you sent your friend Mike a text asking if he could get you. He lived pretty close to the school, so you knew it would only take a few minutes.

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By the time Mike had pulled up to the building, the other glee kids were exiting. You quickly reached for the door of his car, rushing to get to the passenger seat. "You alright?" He asked, worried by how fidgety you were. You nodded. "Yea, I just wanna go home." Mike was always very comforting. The two of you became friends during your freshman year, mostly because of how many classes you shared. You both had a love for music and were smart, so it wasn't long before you two clicked.

Within a few minutes, you had arrived at your house, Mike flashing you a smile. "Thank you for coming to get me. It means a lot." The dark-haired boy shrugged. "It's no biggie, see you tomorrow, cheerio." You rolled your eyes sarcastically. "Whatever, jock-face." And with that, you entered your home.

The house was currently empty. He was taking the night shift at the hospital so, he probably wouldn't come back till late at night. You walked up the stairs to your room, dropping your bag on the floor. After everything that had gone down today, you were exhausted. You quickly took off the scanty cheer uniform and slipped on your much softer penguin pajamas.

You practically threw yourself on the bed, hoping to get some rest, but were promptly distracted by a notification on your phone. The text, from an unknown number nonetheless, read 'look outside your window.' You quickly sat up, confused, and turned your head only for your eyes to be met by Michael Langdon, who just happened to be balls deep inside some random brunette.

You gave the boy a disgusted look before pulling down your blinds. Never in your life had you been more repulsed. Your mind tried long and hard to block out any memory of what you just witnessed. After around forty-five minutes, you received another text message from non-other than Michael.

'It's a shame you missed my performance."

'Go fuck yourself, Langdon.'

'If you say so ;)'

The rest of the night, you wondered what you had done to be the new subject of Mr. Pillsbury Fuckboys torment. You had spent most of your high school years avoiding him at cost. Suddenly it seemed like you weren't getting rid of him anytime soon. You were just lucky you only had to endure this for a few more months, and then you'd be on your way.

Or so you thought.

#Hawthorn!Michael x Reader #michael langdon x reader #michael langdong imagine #michael langdon smut #michael langdon blurb #michael langdon

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backslashdelta · 3 years ago

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Glee Soundtrack Rating Project Results: kurtanaaa

@kurtanaaa

Favourite character: Mercedes Jones

Least favourite character: Rachel Berry

Favourite season: Season 2

Least favourite season: Undecided

Mean song rating: 6.16

Mean song rating for favourite character's songs: 7.54

Mean song rating for favourite character's solos: 8.48

Mean song rating season 1: 5.95

Mean song rating season 2: 5.72

Mean song rating season 3: 6.17

Mean song rating season 4: 6.7

Mean song rating season 5: 6.55

Mean song rating season 6: 6.49

Songs rated: 560

[ID: A bar chart titled Number of songs assigned each rating by kurtanaaa, illustrating the number of times each score was assigned to a song by kurtanaaa. 10 was assigned 26 times, 9 was assigned 47 times, 8 was assigned 98 times, 7 was assigned 106 times, 6 was assigned 101 times, 5 was assigned 42 times, 4 was assigned 59 times, 3 was assigned 46 times, 2 was assigned 18 times, 1 was assigned 17 times, and 142 songs were not rated.]

About the Project | Results Masterpost

Ranking:

1. (10) - S1x07 - Ride Wit Me

2. (10) - S1x13 - And I Am Telling You I'm Not Going

3. (10) - S1x15 - 4 Minutes

4. (10) - S1x22 - Any Way You Want It/Lovin' Touchin' Squeezin'

5. (10) - S2x05 - Time Warp

6. (10) - S2x06 - Stop! In the Name of Love/Free Your Mind

7. (10) - S2x06 - Start Me Up/Livin' on a Prayer

8. (10) - S2x09 - Valerie

9. (10) - S2x11 - Thriller/Heads Will Roll

10. (10) - S2x16 - Misery

11. (10) - S2x18 - Somewhere Only We Know

12. (10) - S3x03 - It's All Over

13. (10) - S3x06 - Rumour Has It/Someone Like You

14. (10) - S3x11 - Black or White

15. (10) - S3x11 - Human Nature

16. (10) - S3x11 - Smooth Criminal

17. (10) - S3x17 - How Will I Know

18. (10) - S3x21 - Paradise By the Dashboard Light

19. (10) - S4x04 - Don't Speak

20. (10) - S4x04 - The Scientist

21. (10) - S4x21 - Higher Ground

22. (10) - S4x21 - Superstition

23. (10) - S5x15 - Colorblind

24. (10) - S6x04 - Bitch

25. (10) - S6x08 - At Last

26. (10) - S6x11 - Take Me to Church

27. (9) - S1x01 - Rehab

28. (9) - S1x03 - Bust Your Windows

29. (9) - S1x05 - Somebody to Love

30. (9) - S1x09 - Proud Mary

31. (9) - S1x11 - Don't Make Me Over

32. (9) - S1x13 - My Life Would Suck Without You

33. (9) - S1x15 - Express Yourself

34. (9) - S1x15 - Like a Prayer

35. (9) - S1x15 - Vogue

36. (9) - S1x21 - Loser

37. (9) - S1x22 - Don't Stop Believing (Regionals)

38. (9) - S2x01 - Empire State of Mind

39. (9) - S2x02 - Me Against the Music

40. (9) - S2x03 - Bridge Over Troubled Water

41. (9) - S2x04 - River Deep, Mountain High

42. (9) - S2x08 - Just the Way You Are

43. (9) - S2x17 - Ain't No Way

44. (9) - S2x18 - Born This Way

45. (9) - S2x18 - I Feel Pretty/Unpretty

46. (9) - S3x03 - Spotlight

47. (9) - S3x04 - Candyman

48. (9) - S3x05 - America

49. (9) - S3x08 - Man in the Mirror

50. (9) - S3x09 - All I Want for Christmas Is You

51. (9) - S3x11 - Bad

52. (9) - S3x12 - Don't Wanna Lose You

53. (9) - S3x13 - I Will Always Love You

54. (9) - S3x17 - My Love Is Your Love

55. (9) - S4x03 - Celebrity Skin

56. (9) - S4x04 - Mine

57. (9) - S4x05 - Everybody Talks

58. (9) - S4x06 - Greased Lightning

59. (9) - S4x06 - You're the One That I Want

60. (9) - S4x13 - Girl On Fire

61. (9) - S4x15 - Footloose

62. (9) - S4x17 - My Prerogative

63. (9) - S4x20 - We Will Rock You

64. (9) - S4x20 - Longest Time

65. (9) - S5x03 - I'll Stand By You

66. (9) - S5x03 - Seasons of Love

67. (9) - S5x03 - If I Die Young

68. (9) - S5x07 - Nasty/Rhythm Nation

69. (9) - S5x10 - Gloria

70. (9) - S5x12 - Valerie

71. (9) - S5x16 - I Want to Know What Love Is

72. (9) - S6x02 - Tightrope

73. (9) - S6x13 - I Lived

74. (8) - S1x03 - Mercy

75. (8) - S1x05 - Last Name

76. (8) - S1x05 - Maybe This Time

77. (8) - S1x06 - It's My Life/Confessions Part II

78. (8) - S1x07 - Hate On Me

79. (8) - S1x10 - Lean On Me

80. (8) - S1x12 - Jump

81. (8) - S1x13 - Don't Rain on My Parade

82. (8) - S1x14 - Hello, I Love You

83. (8) - S1x15 - Like a Virgin

84. (8) - S1x16 - Beautiful

85. (8) - S1x18 - Rose's Turn

86. (8) - S1x18 - The Boy Is Mine

87. (8) - S1x19 - Dream On

88. (8) - S1x20 - Shout It Out Loud

89. (8) - S1x20 - Beth

90. (8) - S1x22 - Bohemian Rhapsody

91. (8) - S2x02 - I'm a Slave 4 U

92. (8) - S2x03 - I Want to Hold Your Hand

93. (8) - S2x04 - Le Jazz Hot

94. (8) - S2x04 - Sing!

95. (8) - S2x05 - Whatever Happened to Saturday Night?

96. (8) - S2x05 - Sweet Transvestite

97. (8) - S2x07 - Singing In the Rain/Umbrella

98. (8) - S2x08 - Marry You

99. (8) - S2x09 - Dog Days Are Over

100. (8) - S2x11 - Bills, Bills, Bills

101. (8) - S2x11 - Need You Now

102. (8) - S2x12 - Fat Bottomed Girls

103. (8) - S2x13 - Sing

104. (8) - S2x14 - Blame It (On the Alcohol)

105. (8) - S2x16 - Blackbird

106. (8) - S2x18 - As If We Never Said Goodbye

107. (8) - S2x19 - I Don't Want to Know

108. (8) - S2x19 - Don't Stop

109. (8) - S2x19 - Songbird

110. (8) - S2x20 - Dancing Queen

111. (8) - S2x21 - Try a Little Tenderness

112. (8) - S2x22 - For Good

113. (8) - S3x01 - Anything Goes/Anything You Can Do

114. (8) - S3x03 - Cool

115. (8) - S3x04 - Take Care of Yourself

116. (8) - S3x05 - A Boy Like That/I Have a Love

117. (8) - S3x08 - Buenos Aires

118. (8) - S3x08 - Survivor/I Will Survive

119. (8) - S3x08 - ABC

120. (8) - S3x10 - Summer Nights

121. (8) - S3x11 - Never Can Say Goodbye

122. (8) - S3x11 - I Want You Back

123. (8) - S3x12 - La Isla Bonita

124. (8) - S3x13 - Love Shack

125. (8) - S3x13 - Stereo Hearts

126. (8) - S3x13 - L-O-V-E

127. (8) - S3x14 - Cough Syrup

128. (8) - S3x15 - Up Up Up

129. (8) - S3x15 - Fighter

130. (8) - S3x16 - Disco Inferno

131. (8) - S3x18 - School's Out

132. (8) - S3x18 - Shake It Out

133. (8) - S3x19 - Take My Breath Away

134. (8) - S3x20 - Mean

135. (8) - S3x21 - We Are the Champions

136. (8) - S3x22 - Glory Days

137. (8) - S4x01 - Chasing Pavements

138. (8) - S4x02 - Hold It Against Me

139. (8) - S4x02 - Womanizer

140. (8) - S4x06 - There Are Worse Things I Could Do

141. (8) - S4x07 - Holding Out for a Hero

142. (8) - S4x09 - Being Alive

143. (8) - S4x09 - Don't Dream It's Over

144. (8) - S4x11 - No Scrubs

145. (8) - S4x12 - A Thousand Years

146. (8) - S4x12 - Love Song

147. (8) - S4x13 - Diva

148. (8) - S4x13 - Hung Up

149. (8) - S4x15 - Old Time Rock & Roll/Danger Zone

150. (8) - S4x15 - Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend/Material Girl

151. (8) - S4x16 - Cold Hearted

152. (8) - S4x17 - Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go

153. (8) - S5x02 - Hey Jude

154. (8) - S5x04 - Marry the Night

155. (8) - S5x05 - If I Were a Boy

156. (8) - S5x06 - Just the Way You Are

157. (8) - S5x06 - You May Be Right

158. (8) - S5x09 - I Believe in a Thing Called Love

159. (8) - S5x09 - Every Breath You Take

160. (8) - S5x10 - Hold On

161. (8) - S5x15 - You Make Me Feel Like a Natural Woman

162. (8) - S5x15 - No One Is Alone

163. (8) - S5x16 - Addicted to Love

164. (8) - S5x18 - Doo Wop (That Thing)

165. (8) - S5x19 - I Melt with You

166. (8) - S6x02 - Take On Me

167. (8) - S6x03 - You Learn/You've Got a Friend

168. (8) - S6x07 - You Give Love a Bad Name

169. (8) - S6x07 - Somebody Loves You

170. (8) - S6x07 - I Know Where I've Been

171. (8) - S6x12 - I'm His Child

172. (7) - S1x01 - Respect

173. (7) - S1x01 - Don't Stop Believing (Pilot)

174. (7) - S1x05 - Alone

175. (7) - S1x07 - You Keep Me Hanging On

176. (7) - S1x09 - Dancing With Myself

177. (7) - S1x11 - Hair/Crazy In Love

178. (7) - S1x13 - You Can't Always Get What You Want

179. (7) - S1x16 - One Less Bell to Answer/A House Is Not a Home

180. (7) - S1x17 - Run Joey Run

181. (7) - S1x18 - Lady Is a Tramp

182. (7) - S1x19 - Dream a Little Dream

183. (7) - S1x20 - Bad Romance

184. (7) - S1x21 - Another One Bites the Dust

185. (7) - S1x21 - Give Up the Funk

186. (7) - S1x22 - To Sir, With Love

187. (7) - S2x01 - Listen

188. (7) - S2x02 - Toxic

189. (7) - S2x03 - Losing My Religion

190. (7) - S2x03 - Only the Good Die Young

191. (7) - S2x03 - One of Us

192. (7) - S2x05 - Damn It, Janet

193. (7) - S2x05 - Science Fiction Double Feature

194. (7) - S2x07 - Make 'Em Laugh

195. (7) - S2x10 - Baby, It's Cold Outside

196. (7) - S2x11 - She's Not There

197. (7) - S2x12 - P.Y.T. (Pretty Young Thing)

198. (7) - S2x13 - I Know What Boys Like

199. (7) - S2x13 - Take Me or Leave Me

200. (7) - S2x16 - Hell to the No

201. (7) - S2x17 - Turning Tables

202. (7) - S2x17 - I Follow Rivers

203. (7) - S2x18 - I've Gotta Be Me

204. (7) - S2x19 - Dreams

205. (7) - S2x20 - I'm Not Gonna Teach Your Boyfriend How to Dance with You

206. (7) - S2x22 - Yeah!

207. (7) - S2x22 - My Cup

208. (7) - S3x01 - You Can't Stop the Beat

209. (7) - S3x01 - We Got the Beat

210. (7) - S3x05 - Uptown Girl

211. (7) - S3x06 - I Can't Go for That/You Make My Dreams Come True

212. (7) - S3x06 - Hit Me with Your Best Shot/One Way or Another

213. (7) - S3x07 - Constant Craving

214. (7) - S3x08 - Control

215. (7) - S3x08 - Red Solo Cup

216. (7) - S3x09 - Christmas Wrapping

217. (7) - S3x09 - Blue Christmas

218. (7) - S3x10 - Moves Like Jagger/Jumpin' Jack Flash

219. (7) - S3x10 - We Found Love

220. (7) - S3x11 - Scream

221. (7) - S3x11 - Wanna Be Startin' Somethin'

222. (7) - S3x12 - Bamboleo/Hero

223. (7) - S3x14 - Stronger (What Doesn't Kill You)

224. (7) - S3x14 - Glad You Came

225. (7) - S3x15 - I'm Still Standing

226. (7) - S3x16 - Stayin' Alive

227. (7) - S3x16 - If I Can't Have You

228. (7) - S3x16 - Boogie Shoes

229. (7) - S3x17 - So Emotional

230. (7) - S3x19 - What Makes You Beautiful

231. (7) - S3x20 - Flashdance...What a Feeling

232. (7) - S3x21 - Tongue Tied

233. (7) - S3x21 - Edge of Glory

234. (7) - S4x02 - 3

235. (7) - S4x06 - Look At Me I'm Sandra Dee

236. (7) - S4x08 - Whistle

237. (7) - S4x08 - Home/Homeward Bound

238. (7) - S4x09 - All That Jazz

239. (7) - S4x12 - Centerfold/Hot in Herre

240. (7) - S4x12 - Let Me Love You (Until You Learn to Love Yourself)

241. (7) - S4x13 - Make No Mistake (She's Mine)

242. (7) - S4x14 - Getting Married Today

243. (7) - S4x14 - Anything Could Happen

244. (7) - S4x15 - Shout

245. (7) - S4x15 - Come What May

246. (7) - S4x15 - In Your Eyes

247. (7) - S4x16 - Bye Bye Bye/I Want It That Way

248. (7) - S4x17 - Wannabe

249. (7) - S4x20 - Little Girls

250. (7) - S4x22 - Clarity

251. (7) - S4x22 - I Love It

252. (7) - S5x01 - You've Got to Hide Your Love Away

253. (7) - S5x01 - Got to Get You Into My Life

254. (7) - S5x01 - A Hard Day's Night

255. (7) - S5x02 - Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band

256. (7) - S5x03 - Make You Feel My Love

257. (7) - S5x06 - Honesty

258. (7) - S5x09 - Don't Rain On My Parade

259. (7) - S5x10 - Don't You (Forget About Me)

260. (7) - S5x13 - Party All the Time

261. (7) - S5x14 - Best Day of My Life

262. (7) - S5x14 - Rockstar

263. (7) - S5x17 - Lovefool

264. (7) - S5x20 - Shakin' My Head

265. (7) - S5x20 - Pompeii

266. (7) - S5x20 - Girls on Film

267. (7) - S6x01 - Sing

268. (7) - S6x02 - Home

269. (7) - S6x03 - Will You Still Love Me Tomorrow/Head Over Feet

270. (7) - S6x05 - My Sharona

271. (7) - S6x05 - You Spin Me Round (Like a Record)

272. (7) - S6x06 - They Long to Be Close to You

273. (7) - S6x06 - Alfie

274. (7) - S6x09 - Uptown Funk

275. (7) - S6x11 - Chandelier

276. (7) - S6x11 - Come Sail Away

277. (7) - S6x13 - The Winner Takes It All

278. (6) - S1x01 - Sit Down You're Rockin the Boat

279. (6) - S1x01 - Can't Fight This Feeling

280. (6) - S1x02 - Push It

281. (6) - S1x06 - Halo/Walking On Sunshine

282. (6) - S1x07 - Keep Holding On

283. (6) - S1x10 - I'll Stand By You

284. (6) - S1x10 - (You're Having My Baby)

285. (6) - S1x11 - Imagine

286. (6) - S1x11 - Bootylicious

287. (6) - S1x11 - Papa Don't Preach

288. (6) - S1x11 - True Colors

289. (6) - S1x14 - Highway to Hell

290. (6) - S1x14 - Gives You Hell

291. (6) - S1x15 - What It Feels Like for a Girl

292. (6) - S1x17 - Total Eclipse of the Heart

293. (6) - S1x18 - Jessie's Girl

294. (6) - S1x19 - Safety Dance

295. (6) - S1x21 - Good Vibrations

296. (6) - S1x22 - Faithfully

297. (6) - S2x01 - Billionaire

298. (6) - S2x01 - Every Rose Has Its Thorn

299. (6) - S2x02 - Baby One More Time

300. (6) - S2x03 - I Look to You

301. (6) - S2x04 - Lucky

302. (6) - S2x05 - There's a Light (Over at the Frankenstein Place)

303. (6) - S2x06 - Teenage Dream

304. (6) - S2x07 - Forget You

305. (6) - S2x09 - (I've Had) The Time of My Life

306. (6) - S2x15 - Do You Wanna Touch Me (Oh Yeah)

307. (6) - S2x15 - Landslide

308. (6) - S2x16 - Loser Like Me

309. (6) - S2x16 - Trouty Mouth

310. (6) - S2x19 - Never Going Back Again

311. (6) - S2x20 - Isn't She Lovely

312. (6) - S2x21 - Pure Imagination

313. (6) - S2x21 - Back to Black

314. (6) - S3x01 - It's Not Unusual

315. (6) - S3x02 - I'm the Greatest Star

316. (6) - S3x06 - Hot for Teacher

317. (6) - S3x06 - You and I/You and I

318. (6) - S3x07 - Perfect

319. (6) - S3x07 - I Kissed a Girl

320. (6) - S3x09 - Let It Snow

321. (6) - S3x09 - Do They Know It's Christmas?

322. (6) - S3x10 - Wedding Bell Blues (Bill)

323. (6) - S3x10 - Without You

324. (6) - S3x13 - Let Me Love You

325. (6) - S3x13 - Cherish/Cherish

326. (6) - S3x15 - Somebody That I Used to Know

327. (6) - S3x16 - More Than a Woman

328. (6) - S3x18 - Cell Block Tango

329. (6) - S3x18 - Not the Boy Next Door

330. (6) - S3x20 - Because You Loved Me

331. (6) - S4x01 - Americano/Dance Again

332. (6) - S4x02 - Gimme More

333. (6) - S4x04 - Give Your Heart a Break

334. (6) - S4x07 - My Dark Side

335. (6) - S4x08 - Come See About Me

336. (6) - S4x08 - Live While We're Young

337. (6) - S4x13 - Nutbush City Limits

338. (6) - S4x14 - Just Can't Get Enough

339. (6) - S4x16 - The Bitch Is Back/Dress You Up

340. (6) - S4x17 - Mamma Mia

341. (6) - S4x19 - Fight for Your Right (to Party)

342. (6) - S4x21 - Signed, Sealed, Delivered, I'm Yours

343. (6) - S4x22 - Hall of Fame

344. (6) - S5x01 - Help!

345. (6) - S5x01 - I Saw Her Standing There

346. (6) - S5x02 - Here Comes the Sun

347. (6) - S5x02 - Revolution

348. (6) - S5x03 - Fire and Rain

349. (6) - S5x03 - No Surrender

350. (6) - S5x04 - Wide Awake

351. (6) - S5x06 - Movin' Out (Anthony's Song)

352. (6) - S5x09 - My Lovin' (You're Never Gonna Get It)

353. (6) - S5x09 - Brave

354. (6) - S5x11 - Mr. Roboto/Counting Stars

355. (6) - S5x13 - I Am Changing

356. (6) - S5x14 - You Make Me Feel So Young

357. (6) - S5x15 - I'm Still Here

358. (6) - S5x16 - Love Is a Battlefield

359. (6) - S5x17 - Pumpin Blood

360. (6) - S5x20 - American Boy

361. (6) - S6x02 - Problem

362. (6) - S6x03 - Hand in My Pocket/I Feel the Earth Move

363. (6) - S6x03 - So Far Away

364. (6) - S6x04 - Rock Lobster

365. (6) - S6x05 - It Must Have Been Love

366. (6) - S6x06 - Wishin' And Hoping

367. (6) - S6x07 - Time After Time

368. (6) - S6x08 - Hey Ya!

369. (6) - S6x08 - Our Day Will Come

370. (6) - S6x08 - I'm So Excited

371. (6) - S6x09 - I Want to Break Free

372. (6) - S6x09 - Cool Kids

373. (6) - S6x10 - Rather Be

374. (6) - S6x11 - Mickey

375. (6) - S6x12 - Popular

376. (6) - S6x12 - I Kissed a Girl

377. (6) - S6x13 - Daydream Believer

378. (6) - S6x13 - Teach Your Children

379. (5) - S1x01 - You're the One That I Want (ver. 1)

380. (5) - S1x02 - I Say a Little Prayer

381. (5) - S1x02 - Gold Digger

382. (5) - S1x08 - Sweet Caroline

383. (5) - S1x14 - Hello, Goodbye

384. (5) - S1x15 - Borderline/Open Your Heart

385. (5) - S1x18 - One

386. (5) - S1x20 - Poker Face

387. (5) - S1x22 - Over the Rainbow

388. (5) - S2x01 - Telephone

389. (5) - S2x06 - One Love (People Get Ready)

390. (5) - S2x10 - Last Christmas

391. (5) - S2x12 - My Funny Valentine

392. (5) - S2x13 - Somebody to Love

393. (5) - S2x14 - Don't You Want Me

394. (5) - S2x14 - Tik Tok

395. (5) - S2x15 - Animal

396. (5) - S2x16 - Get It Right

397. (5) - S2x19 - Go Your Own Way

398. (5) - S2x21 - Some People

399. (5) - S3x01 - Ding-Dong! The Witch Is Dead

400. (5) - S3x04 - Last Friday Night

401. (5) - S3x09 - Santa Claus Is Coming to Town

402. (5) - S3x10 - The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face

403. (5) - S3x11 - Ben

404. (5) - S3x13 - You're the Top

405. (5) - S3x16 - You Should Be Dancing

406. (5) - S3x16 - Night Fever

407. (5) - S4x01 - It's Time

408. (5) - S4x07 - Some Nights

409. (5) - S4x13 - Don't Stop Me Now

410. (5) - S4x17 - Copacabana

411. (5) - S4x22 - Wings

412. (5) - S5x01 - All You Need Is Love

413. (5) - S5x02 - Get Back

414. (5) - S5x04 - Applause

415. (5) - S5x12 - Keep Holding On

416. (5) - S5x15 - Not While I'm Around

417. (5) - S6x04 - Whip It

418. (5) - S6x04 - Thousand Miles

419. (5) - S6x09 - Friday I'm in Love

420. (5) - S6x12 - Don't Stop Believing (Pilot/2009)

421. (4) - S1x01 - Mr. Cellophane

422. (4) - S1x01 - I Kissed a Girl

423. (4) - S1x01 - Leaving On a Jet Plane

424. (4) - S1x02 - Take a Bow

425. (4) - S1x04 - Tonight

426. (4) - S1x08 - I Could Have Danced All Night

427. (4) - S1x09 - Defying Gravity

428. (4) - S1x10 - Don't Stand So Close to Me/Young Girl

429. (4) - S1x14 - Hello

430. (4) - S1x15 - Burning Up

431. (4) - S1x17 - U Can't Touch This

432. (4) - S1x18 - Pink Houses

433. (4) - S1x20 - Funny Girl

434. (4) - S1x21 - It's a Man's Man's Man's World

435. (4) - S2x01 - What I Did for Love

436. (4) - S2x02 - Stronger

437. (4) - S2x04 - Happy Days Are Here Again/Get Happy

438. (4) - S2x05 - Touch a Touch a Touch a Touch Me

439. (4) - S2x05 - Planet, Schmanet, Janet

440. (4) - S2x10 - You're a Mean One, Mr. Grinch

441. (4) - S2x10 - We Need a Little Christmas

442. (4) - S2x10 - The Most Wonderful Day of the Year

443. (4) - S2x10 - Welcome Christmas

444. (4) - S2x10 - Merry Christmas, Darling

445. (4) - S2x12 - When I Get You Alone

446. (4) - S2x13 - Baby

447. (4) - S2x15 - Afternoon Delight

448. (4) - S2x16 - Raise Your Glass

449. (4) - S2x16 - Big Ass Heart

450. (4) - S2x22 - I Love New York/New York, New York

451. (4) - S2x22 - Light Up the World

452. (4) - S2x22 - As Long as You're There

453. (4) - S2x22 - Still Got Tonight

454. (4) - S3x02 - Something's Coming

455. (4) - S3x02 - Somewhere

456. (4) - S3x03 - Run the World (Girls)

457. (4) - S3x03 - Fix You

458. (4) - S3x04 - Bein' Green

459. (4) - S3x07 - Jolene

460. (4) - S3x07 - I'm the Only One

461. (4) - S3x09 - My Favorite Things

462. (4) - S3x12 - Sexy and I Know It

463. (4) - S3x13 - Chapel of Love

464. (4) - S3x14 - Stand

465. (4) - S3x17 - It's Not Right But It's Okay

466. (4) - S3x17 - I Wanna Dance With Somebody (Who Loves Me)

467. (4) - S3x18 - The Music of the Night

468. (4) - S3x18 - The Rain in Spain

469. (4) - S3x19 - Love You Like a Love Song

470. (4) - S4x03 - Everybody Wants to Rule the World

471. (4) - S4x03 - The Way You Look Tonight/You're Never Fully Dressed Without a Smile

472. (4) - S4x04 - Teenage Dream (Acoustic)

473. (4) - S4x05 - Hopelessly Devoted to You

474. (4) - S5x01 - Yesterday

475. (4) - S5x12 - Happy

476. (4) - S6x07 - Same Love

477. (4) - S6x09 - Break Free

478. (4) - S6x09 - Lose My Breath

479. (4) - S6x12 - Pony

480. (3) - S1x01 - On My Own

481. (3) - S1x03 - I Wanna Sex You Up

482. (3) - S1x05 - Cabaret

483. (3) - S1x08 - Bust A Move

484. (3) - S1x08 - What A Girl Wants

485. (3) - S1x12 - Smile (Charlie Chaplin)

486. (3) - S1x12 - Smile (Lily Allen)

487. (3) - S1x14 - Hello Twelve, Hello Thirteen, Hello Love

488. (3) - S1x16 - Home

489. (3) - S1x16 - Fire

490. (3) - S1x16 - A House Is Not a Home

491. (3) - S1x17 - Physical

492. (3) - S1x17 - Ice Ice Baby

493. (3) - S1x19 - I Dreamed a Dream

494. (3) - S1x21 - Tell Me Something Good

495. (3) - S2x01 - Getting to Know You

496. (3) - S2x04 - Don't Go Breaking My Heart

497. (3) - S2x07 - Nowadays/Hot Honey rag

498. (3) - S2x07 - Conjunction Junction

499. (3) - S2x09 - The Living Years

500. (3) - S2x09 - Don't Cry for Me Argentina

501. (3) - S2x12 - Silly Love Songs

502. (3) - S2x13 - This Little Light of Mine

503. (3) - S2x16 - Only Child

504. (3) - S2x19 - Nice to Meet You, Have I Slept with You?

505. (3) - S2x20 - Friday

506. (3) - S2x20 - Jar of Hearts

507. (3) - S2x20 - Rolling in the Deep

508. (3) - S2x21 - My Man

509. (3) - S2x22 - Bella Notte

510. (3) - S2x22 - Pretending

511. (3) - S3x01 - Big Spender

512. (3) - S3x03 - Out Here On My Own

513. (3) - S3x05 - Tonight

514. (3) - S3x05 - One Hand, One Heart

515. (3) - S3x08 - We Are Young

516. (3) - S3x09 - Extraordinary Merry Christmas

517. (3) - S3x15 - Rio/Hungry Like the Wolf

518. (3) - S3x16 - How Deep Is Your Love

519. (3) - S3x17 - Saving All My Love For You

520. (3) - S3x17 - I Have Nothing

521. (3) - S3x19 - Big Girls Don't Cry

522. (3) - S3x21 - It's All Coming Back to Me Now

523. (3) - S4x02 - Oops!...I Did It Again

524. (3) - S4x16 - How to Be a Heartbreaker

525. (3) - S5x10 - Barracuda

526. (2) - S1x04 - Taking Chances

527. (2) - S1x07 - No Air

528. (2) - S1x10 - Endless Love

529. (2) - S1x10 - Crush

530. (2) - S2x02 - The Only Exception

531. (2) - S2x03 - Papa, Can You Hear Me?

532. (2) - S2x08 - Sway

533. (2) - S2x12 - Firework

534. (2) - S2x14 - My Headband

535. (2) - S2x14 - One Bourbon, One Scotch, One Beer

536. (2) - S2x17 - All By Myself

537. (2) - S3x07 - Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

538. (2) - S3x14 - Fly/I Believe I Can Fly

539. (2) - S3x19 - Dinosaur

540. (2) - S4x05 - Blow Me (One Last Kiss)

541. (2) - S4x08 - Let's Have a Kiki/Turkey Lurkey Time

542. (2) - S5x05 - Blurred Lines

543. (2) - S5x13 - Loser Like Me

544. (1) - S1x08 - Thong Song

545. (1) - S2x04 - With You I'm Born Again

546. (1) - S2x08 - Ohio

547. (1) - S2x09 - Hey, Soul Sister

548. (1) - S2x15 - Kiss

549. (1) - S2x16 - Jesus Is My Friend

550. (1) - S2x16 - Candles

551. (1) - S3x09 - River

552. (1) - S3x12 - A Little Less Conversation

553. (1) - S3x14 - Here's to Us

554. (1) - S3x18 - Cry

555. (1) - S4x16 - Closer

556. (1) - S4x18 - Your Song

557. (1) - S4x19 - Don't Stop Believin' (Rachel)

558. (1) - S5x07 - The Fox

559. (1) - S5x18 - Story of My Life

560. (1) - S6x10 - The Trolley Song

561. (NA) - S3x04 - Waiting for a Girl Like You

562. (NA) - S3x11 - I Just Can't Stop Loving You

563. (NA) - S3x13 - Home

564. (NA) - S3x20 - I Won't Give Up

565. (NA) - S3x21 - Starships

566. (NA) - S3x21 - Pinball Wizard

567. (NA) - S3x22 - I'll Remember

568. (NA) - S3x22 - You Get What You Give

569. (NA) - S3x22 - In My Life

570. (NA) - S3x22 - Roots Before Branches

571. (NA) - S3x22 - Forever Young

572. (NA) - S4x01 - Call Me Maybe

573. (NA) - S4x01 - Sister Christian

574. (NA) - S4x01 - Never Say Never

575. (NA) - S4x01 - New York State of Mind

576. (NA) - S4x02 - Boys/Boyfriend

577. (NA) - S4x02 - Everytime

578. (NA) - S4x02 - Crazy/U Drive Me Crazy

579. (NA) - S4x03 - A Change Would Do You Good

580. (NA) - S4x04 - Barely Breathing

581. (NA) - S4x05 - Born to Hand Jive

582. (NA) - S4x05 - Juke Box Hero

583. (NA) - S4x06 - Beauty School Dropout

584. (NA) - S4x06 - Look At Me I'm Sandra Dee (Reprise)

585. (NA) - S4x07 - Heroes

586. (NA) - S4x07 - Superman

587. (NA) - S4x08 - Gangnam Style

588. (NA) - S4x09 - Something Stupid

589. (NA) - S4x09 - Being Good Isn't Good Enough

590. (NA) - S4x09 - O Holy Night

591. (NA) - S4x10 - Feliz Navidad

592. (NA) - S4x10 - Hanukkah, Oh Hanukkah

593. (NA) - S4x10 - White Christmas

594. (NA) - S4x10 - The First Noel

595. (NA) - S4x10 - Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

596. (NA) - S4x10 - Jingle Bell Rock

597. (NA) - S4x11 - Baby Got Back

598. (NA) - S4x11 - Tell Him

599. (NA) - S4x11 - Locked Out of Heaven

600. (NA) - S4x11 - I Only Have Eyes for You

601. (NA) - S4x11 - I Don't Know How to Love Him

602. (NA) - S4x12 - This Is the New Year

603. (NA) - S4x12 - Torn

604. (NA) - S4x13 - Bring Him Home

605. (NA) - S4x14 - You're All I Need to Get By

606. (NA) - S4x14 - We've Got Tonite

607. (NA) - S4x15 - You're All the World to Me

608. (NA) - S4x15 - Unchained Melody

609. (NA) - S4x16 - I Still Believe/Super Bass

610. (NA) - S4x17 - Against All Odds (Take a Look at Me Now)

611. (NA) - S4x17 - Creep

612. (NA) - S4x18 - Say

613. (NA) - S4x18 - More Than Words

614. (NA) - S4x19 - You Have More Friends Than You Know

615. (NA) - S4x19 - Outcast

616. (NA) - S4x19 - Next to Me

617. (NA) - S4x20 - Everybody Hurts

618. (NA) - S4x20 - You've Lost That Lovin' Feelin'

619. (NA) - S4x20 - At the Ballet

620. (NA) - S4x21 - For Once in My Life

621. (NA) - S4x21 - Uptight (Everything's Alright)

622. (NA) - S4x21 - I Wish

623. (NA) - S4x21 - You Are the Sunshine of My Life

624. (NA) - S4x22 - All or Nothing

625. (NA) - S4x22 - To Love You More

626. (NA) - S4x22 - Rainbow Connection

627. (NA) - S5x01 - Drive My Car

628. (NA) - S5x02 - Let It Be

629. (NA) - S5x02 - Something

630. (NA) - S5x04 - Roar

631. (NA) - S5x05 - Wrecking Ball

632. (NA) - S5x05 - On Our Way

633. (NA) - S5x05 - You Are Woman, I Am Man

634. (NA) - S5x06 - Piano Man

635. (NA) - S5x06 - My Life

636. (NA) - S5x06 - An Innocent Man

637. (NA) - S5x07 - You're My Best Friend

638. (NA) - S5x07 - Into the Groove

639. (NA) - S5x07 - Cheek to Cheek

640. (NA) - S5x08 - Here Comes Santa Claus (Down Santa Claus Lane)

641. (NA) - S5x08 - The Chipmunk Song (Christmas Don't Be Late)

642. (NA) - S5x08 - Mary's Little Boy Child

643. (NA) - S5x08 - Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree

644. (NA) - S5x08 - Away in a Manger

645. (NA) - S5x08 - Love Child

646. (NA) - S5x08 - O Christmas Tree

647. (NA) - S5x09 - Whenever I Call You Friend

648. (NA) - S5x09 - Breakaway

649. (NA) - S5x10 - The Happening

650. (NA) - S5x10 - Jumpin' Jumpin'

651. (NA) - S5x10 - Danny's Song

652. (NA) - S5x11 - Vacation

653. (NA) - S5x11 - America

654. (NA) - S5x11 - More Than a Feeling

655. (NA) - S5x11 - I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For

656. (NA) - S5x11 - I Love LA

657. (NA) - S5x12 - Raise Your Glass

658. (NA) - S5x12 - Defying Gravity

659. (NA) - S5x12 - Toxic

660. (NA) - S5x13 - Don't Stop Believin' (Season Five)

661. (NA) - S5x13 - Just Give Me a Reason

662. (NA) - S5x13 - Be Okay

663. (NA) - S5x14 - Don't Sleep in the Subway

664. (NA) - S5x14 - Downtown

665. (NA) - S5x14 - People

666. (NA) - S5x15 - Broadway Baby

667. (NA) - S5x16 - Let's Wait Awhile

668. (NA) - S5x17 - I'm the Greatest Star

669. (NA) - S5x17 - Who Are You Now

670. (NA) - S5x17 - NYC

671. (NA) - S5x18 - Piece of My Heart

672. (NA) - S5x18 - Wake Me Up

673. (NA) - S5x18 - The Rose

674. (NA) - S5x19 - Werewolves of London

675. (NA) - S5x19 - Memory

676. (NA) - S5x19 - Lucky Star

677. (NA) - S5x19 - Take Me Home Tonight

678. (NA) - S5x20 - All of Me

679. (NA) - S5x20 - No Time At All

680. (NA) - S5x20 - Glitter in the Air

681. (NA) - S6x01 - Dance the Night Away

682. (NA) - S6x01 - Uninvited

683. (NA) - S6x01 - Let It Go

684. (NA) - S6x01 - Suddenly Seymour

685. (NA) - S6x02 - Mustang Sally

686. (NA) - S6x02 - Viva Voce

687. (NA) - S6x03 - It's Too Late

688. (NA) - S6x05 - All Out of Love

689. (NA) - S6x05 - Father Figure

690. (NA) - S6x06 - Arthur's Theme

691. (NA) - S6x06 - Baby It's You

692. (NA) - S6x06 - What the World Needs Now

693. (NA) - S6x06 - Promises, Promises

694. (NA) - S6x06 - I'll Never Fall in Love Again

695. (NA) - S6x07 - All About That Bass

696. (NA) - S6x10 - Far From Over

697. (NA) - S6x10 - Rise

698. (NA) - S6x10 - The Final Countdown

699. (NA) - S6x11 - We Built This City

700. (NA) - S6x11 - Listen to Your Heart

701. (NA) - S6x13 - Someday We'll Be Together

702. (NA) - S6x13 - This Time

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judylicious · 4 years ago

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And When He Smiles I Swear I Can’t Breathe

Alan Rubin x fem!Reader

Word count: 1,415

Fandom: Blues Brothers

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Blues Brothers characters or movies. This refers to Alan Rubin as a character in the movie, not the real Alan (although he obvsly played himself but you know what I mean)

I’d like to add that I made everyone of the band a few years younger (so the age gap between the reader and Alan isn’t that big), so he’s approx. in his early 30s.

Sophia & Lisa are two OCs created by two lovely people within the fandom.

Warnings: swearing

Chapter II

When they got to the bar Charlotte did her best to stick to her two best friends which were pretty soon wrapped into their boyfriend’s arms.

Charlotte shared a table with the two couples, Elwood and Murph, who started to report on their latest US tour, which they had ended with tonight’s concert in their home town of course. “Think we can all agree that we got the best response in the Southern cities” “Sure, those mountain people do not know anything about proper dance music and shaking a leg.” Elwood added. And then Murph told the funniest story about how the smashed his e-piano by accident on the highway and how desperate they were to find a new one before the next gig.

Jake ordered a few rounds of shots for everyone and the guys kept on telling some stories from the last few weeks. The rest of the band was lingering at the bar and Mr. Fabulous took a long glance at Charlotte. She was wearing a black dress with golden details on it, black boots and a leather jacket. He really liked her style. And she looked adorable, smiling and laughing about the jokes the others must have told. He admired the young woman for some time until he finally approached her. “May I buy the lady a drink?” “Er.. I-, I…”, she stammered. “Sure, she’d love to!”, Lisa chipped in and gave her friend a soft push towards the trumpet player, who carefully put his arm at Charlotte’s lower back, ushering her towards the bar. “So what does a girl like you likes to drink? A beer? G and T?” “Wine, please, white!”, she gave the bartender an assuring nod. Alan raised his hand. “Any particular wish?” “Right, you’ll probably judge me for that but a Chardonnay, please.. if you got any.” “Make that two, please.” They picked up their glasses and went to the nearest table. “Chardonnay, huh?”, the man laughed. “Why’s that?” “I dunno… My parents love those fancy-schmancy restaurants and I kinda started to like the taste of a good Chardonnay.” She raised her glass “Thanks for the drink, Alan. To the fancy things in life then…?” “And to your first and hopefully not last concert of the Blues Brothers Band!” The two clinked their glasses. “Cheers!” “Surprisingly this one tastes quite delish.”, Alan joked after taking a sip, checking out the bar in an exaggerated manner and they both laughed. “Well, to be honest I think wine is the only fancy thing I like. Can’t even stand the food at those restaurants, most times I order a salad, can’t do much wrong with that.” “I guess that’s true.” “How long have you been playing with these boys?” “A few years know. I know Jake back from NY City and he asked me to join these fellas. Good thing I didn’t know how nut these boys were, I’d probably have never agreed to that.” He looked at Charlotte and couldn’t quite read her face, so he quickly added “I’m just kidding, they’re great… So, what do you do when you’re not dragged to concerts of your bestfriend’s boyfriends?” “You know, college stuff. I study law.” Alan gave Charlotte an acknowledging nod. “Oh? You wanna become a lawyer?” Her mood suddenly changed. “Well, my dad is one, so…” She quickly changed the topic and cleared her throat. “May I ask you something?” “I’ll answer you everything you wanna know.” She blushed. What was he doing to her? She insecurely pushed around her glass. “Soo… Why that nickname?” She emphasised “Mr. Fabulous?” He shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know.” He took a big sip from his glass and licked his bottom lip after swallowing. Charlotte felt hypnotised. She couldn’t take her eyes from his sensuous chiseled lips. “I guess I AM fabulous.” Charlotte softly moaned “You certainly are.” The following awkward silence brought her back to reality. “Gosh, did I just say this? I’m so sorry.”, she apologised. “The wine must have gotten into me.” God, she wanted to slap herself for that. “It’s alright, thought it was rather cute.” She looked up from her glass into his beautiful hazelnut eyes and could have stayed there forever.

“Do you like another drink?”, he offered her. “Huh? Oh no, it’s really getting late. I think I better leave!” “Sure I’d be happy to take you home.” “Thanks for the offer, Alan but I got here with Sophia, her car’s still parked outside.” “So?” “Well I bet she wants me to drive back with her.” “I bet she don’t.” Charlotte sighed and looked over to her friend, who was sitting on Jake’s lap, one arm around his neck, wearing his hat. “Look, I’m sorry, don’t wanna force you into anything.” “Would you give me minute with her?”, Charlotte asked the handsome musician and went over to her friend. “Hey girl. Did you check the time recently? I really need to get home.” “Oh I’m sorry hun. I planned on spending the night with Jake… You know he’s been on tour so much lately, we barely got to see each other the past few months.” “Ffs, c’mon, you can’t let me down.” “On the contrary, looks like Mr.Fabulous is very eager to drive you home.” She giggled and couldn’t help noticing him at the bar, watching the two vigilantly. “How about that: You take me home and THEN you can still go to Jake’s.” “How cruel of you! That’s the most unromantic thing ever.” Charlotte squinched her eyes. “Don’t you see I’m only trying to force your luck here? He’s obviously crazy about you.” “Right, just never mind. I’m sorry, it’s just, I feel kinda overwhelmed. Enjoy your night, you two!” Charlotte gave his friends a quick smile and turned back to the man who had been waiting for her at the bar. “Seems like we’re good to go.” “Excellent. Just let me grab my jacket.” They walked down the street until they got to a black Mercedes 300SL sports car.. “Here we are.” “No way this is your car!” “Well, seems like I’ve got the keys.”, he said and opened the passenger door, holding it open for her. “This is one of my favourite models.” She stated and let her fingers trail over the passenger’s instrument board. “How do you - I mean, you’re only a trumpet player!” “Yeah but I play the flugelhorn, too.”, the quick-witted musician replied. He quickly closed the door behind her and took a seat behind the wheel.

It was a rather awkward ride for both of them. Both thought about what to say or how to keep the conversation going but couldn’t come up with anything inventive. And Charlotte felt guilty for her remark about his car, thinking this was the reason he was so quiet.

They finally reached Charlotte’s house. He got out of the car, walked around and opened the passenger door for her again. He held out his hand to her “Milady?” She put her hand in his and tried to get out of the car as elegant as possible.”Why thank you!” Seeing that he actually wasn’t angry at her gave her some desperately needed courage. “Alan? I’m sorry about what I said about you owning that car… I didn’t-“ “Don’t you worry about that! Usually I’m pretty good at dishing it out in a joking way, so I have to be able to take it as well.” He shrugged his shoulders and took a look at the house in front of them. “This isn’t your home, is it?”, he asked with a smile. “What? Of course it is.” She looked over her shoulder. “What blew the secret?” “The tricycle at the front door…?” She inhaled sharply. “I mean chances still are you have a sibling at the age of 4.” Charlotte sighed. “I’m so sorry. This got nothing to do with you. My parents think I’m on some kind of girls movie night at Lisa’s. And they prefer staying up until I get home.” “No harm done. I completely understand. I hope to see you again sometime…?” “Sure, I’d like that.”, the girl smiled. “Good night then.” And with that he gave her a kiss on the hand. She couldn’t believe he just did that! What a gentleman! How freakin wholesome! She tried not to show any of her excitement on the outside when he watched her walking to the neighboured house and disappearing through the front door.

Chapter I

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justapotatonow · 5 years ago

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Sunshine boy ch.3

Summary: Lucas and Y/n have been best friends for a long time, so what will happen when there's trouble in paradise and a new person enters their lives

Masterlist

You woke up still feeling tired because of the sleepless night Jungwoo caused you. You wondered how it hasn't come up in the conversation that he's a literal millionaire. You got dressed, ate breakfast with Kevin and headed out. Lucas usually picks you up and you drive to school together, but you weren't in the mood today, so you told him to go to school without you.

The first few classes went by unusually fast, and before you knew it, it was time for lunch. You grabbed your wallet and went to grab something to eat from the cafeteria. As you were standing in line someone tapped you on your shoulder. You turned around and saw Jungwoo scolding a handsome brunette.

"Oh hi Jungwoo" you smiled brightly at him.

"Hey" he laughed sheepishly.

"Thanks for inviting me to hang out with you and your friends, I'm looking forward to it."

"Me too" he smiled, and your heart, beat just a little bit faster.

You bought yourself some crisps and a smoothie, "I'll see you later then"

"See you later Y/n"

This time you avoided Lucas' table and rushed to where Kevin was sitting. "Hey, guys, what's up?

"Oh nothing," your friend Minho smirked "just watching you flirt with that dude over there," he said pointing at Jungwoo.

"He's her new boyfriend"

"kEVIN, no he's not my boyfriend"

"But you want him to be" added your friend Mingyu.

You just started eating your crisps as the boys kept teasing you about your "boyfriend".

"So who is this 'boyfriend' you're talking about?" you heard a familiar voice so you looked up from the bag of crisps. "It's no one Lucas. Chill"

"Alright then. You wanna hang out later? The guys and I wanted to check out the new place downtown."

"Sorry I have plans already. Maybe next time." you said smiling sweetly at him. He rolled his eyes and walked back to his table where his girlfriend was already draping herself over him.

"What was that? You could cut the tension with a knife" Minho asked.

"Its nothing honestly, he stood me up yesterday and blah blah its a long story," you said as you looked at your phone "that Kevin can tell you because I have 3 minutes until my next class starts." you said swiftly packing up your belongings and rushing to your next class. "Bye guys love you" you shouted out as a goodbye.

Finally, it was your last class. It was only 20 more minutes until you could see Jungwoo again. Okay, you admit maybe you were crushing on him a little bit. But you didn't really know the guy so who knows maybe he's some weirdo who steals women's shoes. Or maybe he exclusively eats cereal in his bathtub. You were so caught up in your own thoughts, you didn't realise that the class already ended, until someone snapped their fingers in front of your face. You looked up and it was the handsome brunette Jungwoo was shouting at earlier.

"Do you not want to hang out with us that badly that you'd rather stay in an empty classroom?"

"Wha-oH shit I'm late fuck," you hurriedly packed your stuff while mumbling profanities under your breath. When you were ready to go, you realised that the guy was still there.

"Are you Jaehyun by any chance?"

"In the flesh, honey."

"I'm Y/n, it's nice to meet you Jaehyun"

"Nice to meet you too Y/n, should we get going? The guys are waiting for us at the front entrance"

"Sure" you said as you both started walking towards the entrance.

"So you're the one who texted me yesterday huh?" He laughed and said that it was indeed him who set this meeting up.

"Yeah, but only because Jungwoo wouldn't stop talking about you. I think

he really likes you, you know?"

"Really? Wow, well I'm not going to lie and say I haven't thought about him since yesterday."

Jaehyun smiled "I think you two should get some alone time, otherwise, how are you gonna find out if he exclusively eats cereal in his bathtub."

Your face turned bright red "How in the world?"

"Well the cartoon you drew was hard to miss" he laughed "you're pretty creative"

"I like to think so" you smiled.

Lucas was just walking to his car when he heard his best friends laughter. He looked around the corner and saw her laughing with some guy. He definitely wasn't one of her friends, none of them had the same hair colour. He admits that he can be quite protective over Y/n but he's just looking out for her. At least that's what he tells himself. He then thinks back to the conversation he had with Y/n earlier. Was that her boyfriend? But she would tell him something like that right? Did she not want to hang out with him because of that guy? The thought made him angry and he stormed off to his car, eager to get back o his house, slamming the door as he got into the car and sped off.

Jaehyun and I arrived at the front entrance where Jungwoo was waiting with two other guys one of them looked quite short compared to Jungwoo and the other guy who was also very tall but looked more mature than the rest of them.

As soon as they saw us walking towards them the two guys walked towards us and embraced both of us in hugs, Jungwoo stayed behind and as you got closer, you saw that his face has turned a bright shade of red. "Johnny! Ten! You're gonna crush her."

"Jungwoo it's fine," you said laughing at the unexpected affection.

He looked down embarrassed by his friends' actions "Shall we get going? We can take my car" proposed Johnny. All 5 of you jumped when you heard a car door being slammed and the sound of a car speeding off "idiot" Ten mumbled and everyone silently agreed with him.

The guys started walking towards spot where you saw an expensive-looking black Mercedes. You thought about Kevin's words "they're one of the richest guys on campus" and wondered why they even invited you.

"It's gonna be a little tight back there, sorry I'm not used to driving 5 people around." Johnnys words brought you back to reality.

"I'm sure it'll be fine," you said.

Well, it wasn't. You were squished between Jungwoo and Jaehyun, Jaehyuns arm was draped across the headrest and you were having breathing problems because of how close you were to Jungwoo. Thankfully the ride wasn't long and when you finally arrived at the restaurant you got out of the car faster than ever.

You sat next to Jungwoo, across Jaehyun. The afternoon was soon filled with the guys telling you embarrassing stories like that one-time Jungwoo dressed as Rose from titanic on Halloween. They even showed you pictures and videos of him dancing in the costume. Johnny was also rambling about his dad inventing coffee by spilling coffee beans on a rock. Which made you laugh so hard, you almost fell out of your chair.

Yours and Jungwoos hands brushed a couple of times and it made you both blush every time.

When the sky got dark the guys suggested going on a walk to which you agreed to because you ate way too much and needed to burn some calories.

Johnny, Jaehyun and Ten walked ahead of Jungwoo and you to give you guys some time to talk alone.

"I had a great time tonight Jungwoo"

"Me too, uh listen," he said stopping and turning to face you "wanna, like- I mean, If you're not busy ... we could get lunch? You know uh alone this-this time" it was so cute how nervous he was.

"I'd love that," you said smiling sweetly at him.

"Wait really? Woah okay uh is Saturday okay?"

"It's perfect"

"Great. Cool, I'll pick you up at six?"

"Okay, I'll text you the address later"

He was smiling so brightly you thought you're gonna be blind. You started walking forwards slowly and Jungwoo was still not moving so you gently took his hand in yours and led him to the car with red cheeks.

Johnny dropped you off later and you thanked him for the wonderful day.

As soon as you stepped into your apartment Kevin, Minho and Mingyu wanted to know everything about your 'date'. So you told them how it went and you told them about your one on one date with Jungwoo on Saturday. "Aww our little Y/n-ie is growing up so fast," said Minho wiping away fake tears.

"Alright, guys I'm gonna shower and go to bed," you said grabbing water out of the fridge. "Can I join you" shouted Minho.

"Come on then, pretty boy," you said smirking. Minho was always the flirty friend but it would never go past some innocent remarks. Okay maybe once at a party but only once. It's one of the reasons why Lucas didn't like your "other" friend group, and you were careful not to mix them.

You didn't realise how tired you were until you laid in bed. You fell asleep almost immediately after your head hit the pillow.

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gleefail · 4 years ago

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Glee Memories: 1x6 Vitamin D

A long, long time ago, as Glee was approaching graduation in Season 3, I found myself nostalgic with some rare free time on my hands. So I decided to rewatch the series from the beginning and jot down some memories, discrepancies that have arisen since, fave quotes, tally solos - all that good stuff, strictly for shits and giggles.

8 years later (eek!) and once more I find myself with an unexpected abundance of free time. With so many revisiting or being newly introduced to the show between binge watching during Quarantine and all the tragedy that has surrounded the show since it went off the air, I figured I’d finish what I started. And by finish, I mean go through the end of S3. Cause I truly cannot acknowledge what happened after that. Except for 5B.

Kicking this off by reposting the first 15 episodes I already went through. Enjoy!

1x6 Vitamin D Mr. Schue is worried cause the Glee club is being lazy and complacent. First time and still true until Sue came along to help the club.

Mmmmkay. And now Mercedes starts dressing kinda funky. Oh goody. :/

Ugh. Listen, I have adored Matthew Morrison since I saw him in Hairspray 10 years ago, but it’s still not at all appealing when he tries to lick that mustard off his own chin.

“I will hold my tongue no further.”

”You have to remember something: we’re dealing with children. They need to be terrified. It’s like mother’s milk to them. Without it, their bones won’t grow properly.”

“Ellen, that blouse is just insane.”

”I don’t understand how lightening is in competition with an above ground swimming pool”

BOYS V. GIRLS FOR THE FIRST TIME! <3

“Okay, split up: guys on the right side, girls on the left side…Kurt” *gestures for him to join the boys, not the girls* Kurt looks soooo pissed. And is such a baby-faced nugget!

A Mash-Up was just defined and used for the first time.

”We’re planning on smacking them down like the hand of God” yaaaaay, Sue’s Journal entries! I miss those. Hey, did she ever get that hovercraft she was working towards?

”Let me be frank: your husband is hiding his kielbasa in a Hickory Farms gift basket that doesn’t belong to you.”

”I’ve always thought the desire to procreate showed deep personal weakness. Me? Never wanted kids. Don’t have the time, don’t have the uterus.” #oops

“I think you should both pack up and move out of the district. Unless you wanna lose your man to a mentally ill ginger pygmy with eyes like a bush baby”

the Matthew Morrison mustard licking is even less appealing in slow motion. Ew.

Terri just wiped Emma’s mug off with her own spit. Even if you didn’t have OCD, that is not right.

“But you’re not a nurse. You don’t have any training…” “Oh please, Will – it’s a public school.”

Wait…Mr. Schue seems to be teaching music theory? WTF? Has this happened before? Since?

“She freaks me out in a Swim Fan kinda way”

“But her body’s smokin’…if you’re not into boobs” Finn re: Rachel

I don’t think I ever caught this before – Finn is rubbing BioFreeze on his legs and accidentally scratches near his eye…and you can see the effect set in and then he spazzes out. Ha! #BlessFinnsHeart

“My mom says I’m stretched too thin so I gave up homework but that didn’t help” #BlessFinnsHeart

“Puck, with respect, you’re more helpful when you don’t contribute”

“Where’s Quinn?” “Probably down at the mall looking for elastic waistbands”

“Let’s do the number and then build a house for Habitat for Humanity” oh, Finn on ‘vitamin d’. He has the mind of a child. Especially during this performance. Holy crap!

“No one at Glee is gonna judge you.” Oh, that will change Rachel.

Hahahaha, Quinn drew pornographic pictures of Rachel on the bathroom walls. I miss when Quinn hated Rachel. Just a little bit. Cause she did it so well and right now it would please my soul to see some of that.

Poor Howard Bamboo is so terrified of Terri and just pitiful. I just want to hug him and tell him to stand up to her! :(

“I see em’ together all the time – laughing, talking…all the stuff she never does with me”

Terri’s office looks like it’s the same as Emma’s…

“I am not built to work 5 days a week”

“I’ve been thinkin’ maybe that if you and I started seein’ each other on the side it might kinda cancel their thing out”

“She doesn’t like to be touched…by me.”

“Look at the two of us. You pregnant and me with psoriasus and one testicle that won’t descend.”

“Though I’ve been grouped with the boys, my allegiance still remains with you ladies. They declined my offer to do their hair in cornrows and all my artistic decisions have been derioted as ‘too costly’ because they involve several varieties of exotic bird feathers.”

Rachel’s goal is a Grammy, not a Tony. #oops

smack-talking Finn is a giant douche. Ugh.

“You being here is not good for our marriage.” “Spending time together is not good for our marriage?” She has a point…

“A lot of ants on the sidewalk today.” *long uncomfortable silence* “Pretty late in the season for that.”

oh, Ken proposing. I hated you from the first moment I laid eyes on you.

“Look, Emma, I know our relationship hasn’t been perfect. You won’t ride in my car. I can’t touch you above the wrist. Remember you cried for an hour that one time my elbow accidentally brushed by your breast? But I think about you all day long. I kiss that picture of us at the State Fair every night before I go to sleep. Emma Pillsbury, this is not an engagement ring – no, I mean it is, but it’s more than that. It’s a promise. Look, Emma, I know you have this thing about being clean. Now I can’t promise to pick up my underwear or squeegee the shower door, but I can promise to keep your life clean of sadness and loneliness and any other dark clouds that might float into it. It’s cubic zirconia. I know how effected you were by Blood Diamond.”

“Thankyousomuch,itreallyisapleasure.Whiletheboyschoseaselectionofsongsthatcastaneyeinwardontheirresponsiblelifechoicesandsexualhungeroftoday’smodernteens,wehavechosenaselectionofsongsthatspeakstothenationasawholeduringthesetroublingtimesfilledwitheconomicuncertaintyandunbridledsocialwoebecauseifthere’stwothingsAmericaneedsrightnow,thatissunshineandoptimism.” *awkward pause and Rachel finally breathes* “Also angels.” OMG. Maybe my favorite Rachel Berry moment ever.

Also, this was one of my fave musical moments (songs, singers, choreography) of all of Season One. Heather Morris is gangsta on this, dancing like she’s on crack. OMG. I love it. Every one of these girls is such a great dancer.

“Can you um…can you think of any other options I might have?” “Is that a reason to marry someone?” “That’s not what I’m asking.” See, Glee still does this – these weird conversations that are clearly about something else, but never really get finished and things are left in limbo but as if the akward moment didn’t happen, so I think I’m losing my mind when I look for the continuity….ugh. Headache. What just happened?

“You have no chance with my husband. Do I make myself clear? You might think there’s some kind of competition going on with you and I, but that’s like saying that a nail is competing with a hammer.”

“Do yourself a favor, honey. Marry Ken Tanaka. Oh sure, he’s dumb like sand, and his fondue pot of nationalities is gonna open your kids up to a host of genetic diseases…but he’s kind, and he’s generous. And he’s available.” I don’t like Terri but….truth.com right there.

“I need to talk to you, about the baby” “Is everything ok? You’re not having it right now, are you?” What?! No! Aren’t you supposed to be a nurse?”

“You want money from me?” “It’s gonna be your baby.” “Which means I’m gonna be paying the bills for 18 years – I think you can handle 9 months” Oh Terri.

Aw. My heart still breaks for Emma during this scene where she basically accepts Ken’s proposal and asks for a secret marriage. And says she doesn’t wanna spend the rest of her life alone. Gah – so sad! :(

“I don’t even remember performing.”

“I’m sorry for what I said the other day. For calling you contemptable and deplorable” “Ah, that’s ok. I didn’t even know what those words meant.” #BlessFinnsHeart

“My goals are too selfish.” Rachel. Why did you forget that lesson?

Howard Bamboo got arrested on suspicion of running a meth lab. Ha!

“You are oblivious to consequences” A running theme of this show.

oh Glee. Again with the weird situations…neither Will nor Emma even preTENded to be happy about her marrying Ken when she told him. How does neither of them address it? What just happened?

I remember the first time I saw this episode and I loved that Rachel Berry had changed to being a team player and making her goal about winning sectionals with the team. That didn’t last long. SOLOS: Finn (1), Artie (1), Rachel (1) MERCEDES TAKES THE GLORY NOTE: 2nd time

#Glee Memories #Glee #lol Glee #Glee Vitamin D

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nationals setlist

i wanted to give a huge shout out to k, our lovely rachel, for putting this together for us! please everybody in the glee club review the following information to get familiar with nationals coming up on 06/06/2020. the glee club will be riding down to dallas, texas on friday morning and will have the opportunity to rehearse on stage the day before. they have a one hour rehearsal to check to stage lighting, etc and then they will be free friday afternoon to do what they would like. call time for saturday is 800AM. therefore i would not venture out too late friday night.

we do not in anyway want to god mod your character. therefore if you disagree with any of the following please come to us and let us know. it wasn’t our intention to force your character into something they don’t want. please speak to us and we will work something out. any questions-- please let me know.

hey look ma, i made it - group number

dance pairs

santana & brittany

marley & blaine

rachel & brody

mike & mercedes

tina & npc

Blaine

All my life, been hustlin’, and tonight is my appraisal ‘Cause I’m a hooker sellin’ songs, and my pimp’s a record label This world is full of demons, stocks and bonds and bible traders So I do the deed, get up and leave, a climber and a sadist, yeah

Brody, add Blaine and Mike

Are you ready for the sequel? Ain’t ready for the latest? In the garden of evil I’m gonna be the greatest In a golden cathedral I’ll be praying for the faithless And if you lose, boo-hoo

All

Hey look ma, I made it, hey look ma, I made it Everything’s comin’ up aces, aces If it’s a dream, don’t wake me, don’t wake me I said, “Hey look ma, I made it”

Marley, add Brittany

Friends are happy for me or they’re honeysuckle phonies Then they celebrate my medals or they wanna take my trophies Some are loyal soldiers while these other thorns are rosy And if you never know who you can trust, then trust me, you’ll be lonely, oh

Tina, add Mercedes

Are you ready for the sequel? Ain’t you ready for the latest? In the garden of evil I’m gonna be the greatest In a golden cathedral I’ll be praying for the faithless And if you lose, boo-hoo

All

Hey look ma, I made it Hey look ma, I made it Everything’s comin’ up aces, aces If it’s a dream, don’t wake me, don’t wake me I said, “Hey look ma, I made it, I made it” I said, “Hey look ma, I made it, I made it” I see it, I want it, I take it, take it If it’s a dream, don’t wake me, don’t wake me

All, Rachel, Santana

I said, “Hey look ma, I made it” (Mama best believe it, Mama best believe it) Hey look ma, I made it (Think I must be dreamin’, wide awake and dreamin’) Hey look ma, I made it (Mama best believe it, Mama best believe it) Hey look ma, I made it (Think I must be dreamin’) Hey look ma, I made it

adore you - blaine anderson solo

dance pairs

N/A

Blaine (Brittany, Marley, Tina, Rachel, Santana and Mercedes)

Walk in your rainbow paradise (Paradise) Strawberry lipstick state of mind (State of mind) I get so lost inside your eyes Would you believe it?

Blaine

You don’t have to say you love me You don’t have to say nothing You don’t have to say you’re mine

Blaine (Brittany, Marley, Tina, Rachel, Santana and Mercedes)

Honey (Ah-ah-ah) I’d walk through fire for you Just let me adore you Oh, honey (Ah-ah-ah) I’d walk through fire for you Just let me adore you Like it’s the only thing I’ll ever do Like it’s the only thing I’ll ever do

Blaine (Brittany, Marley, Tina, Rachel, Santana and Mercedes)

You’re wonder under summer sky (Summer sky) Brown skin and lemon over ice Would you believe it?

Blaine

You don’t have to say you love me I just wanna tell you somethin’ Lately, you’ve been on my mind

Blaine (Brittany, Marley, Tina, Rachel, Santana and Mercedes)

Brittany, Marley, Tina, Rachel, Santana and Mercedes

It’s the only thing I’ll ever do It’s the only thing I’ll ever do It’s the only thing I’ll ever do It’s the only thing I’ll ever do It’s the only thing I’ll ever do It’s the only thing I’ll ever do It’s the only thing I’ll ever do It’s the only thing I’ll ever do

Blaine (Brittany, Marley, Tina, Rachel, Santana and Mercedes)

I’d walk through fire for you Just let me adore you Oh, honey (Ah-ah-ah) I’d walk through fire for you Just let me adore you Like it’s the only thing I’ll ever do (Ah-ah-ah) (It’s the only thing I’ll ever do, it’s the only thing I’ll ever do) I’d walk through fire for you (It’s the only thing I’ll ever do) Just let me adore you Oh, honey (Ah-ah-ah), oh, honey (It’s the only thing I’ll ever do, it’s the only thing I’ll ever do) I’d walk through fire for you (It’s the only thing I’ll ever do) Just let me adore you (It’s the only thing I’ll ever do)

Blaine

Ooh, ooh Oh, honey Ooh, ooh Just let me adore you Like it’s the only thing I’ll ever do

transition

Brittany, Marley, Tina, Rachel, Santana and Mercedes

She is a bad bitch Made up of magic Pray to the goddess Don’t break your promise Thou shall be faithful and honest

Take a Hint - fem group

dance pairs

Tina & Blaine

Mike & Rachel

Brody & Marley

Santana & NPC

Brittany & NPC

Mercedes & NPC

Tina

Why am I always hit on by the boys I never like I can always see 'em coming, from the left or from the right

Brittany

I don’t want to be a priss, I’m just try'na be polite But it always seems to bite me in the…

Marley

Ask me for my number, yeah, you put me on the spot, oh

Santana

You think that we should hook up But I think that we should not

Mercedes

You had me at “Hello”, then you opened up your mouth

Mercedes & Santana

And that is when it started going south

Brittany, Marley, Tina, Rachel, Santana and Mercedes

Get your hands off my hips, or I’ll punch you in the lips Stop your staring at my… Hey! Take a hint, take a hint No, you can’t buy me a drink, let me tell you what I think I think you could use a mint Take a hint, take a hint La, la, la… T-take a hint, take a hint La, la, la…

Rachel

I guess you still don’t get it, so let’s take it from the top

Tina

You asked me what my sign is, and I told you it was “Stop”

Santana

And if I had a dime for every name that you just dropped

Brittany, Marley and Mercedes

You’d be here and I’d be on a yacht Oh!

Brittany, Marley, Tina, Rachel, Santana and Mercedes

Get your hands off my hips, or I’ll punch you in the lips Stop your staring at my… Hey! Take a hint, take a hint No you can’t buy me a drink, let me tell you what I think I think you could use a mint Take a hint, take a hint La, la, la… T-take a hint, take a hint La, la, la…

Tina

What about “No” don’t you get?

Mercedes

So go and tell your friends

Marley, Rachel and Santana

I’m not really interested

Santana

It’s about time that you’re leavin’

Marley

I’m gonna count to three and Open my eyes and

Rachel (Brittany, Marley, Tina, Santana and Mercedes)

You’ll be gone (One) Get your hands off my… (Two) Or I’ll punch you in the… (Three) Stop your staring at my… Hey!

Brittany, Marley, Tina, Rachel, Santana and Mercedes

Take a hint, take a hint I am not your missing link Let me tell you what I think I think you could use a mint Take a hint, take a hint Take a hint, take a hint Woah!

Mercedes & Rachel riff (Brittany, Marley, Tina and Santana)

Get your hands off my hips, or I’ll punch you in the lips Stop your staring at my… Hey! Take a hint, take a hint La, la, la…

Brittany, Marley, Tina, Rachel, Santana and Mercedes

T-take a hint, take a hint La, la, la…

immortals - group number

dance pairs

Mercedes & Brody

Brittany & Marley

Mike & Tina

Blaine & Rachel

Santana & NPC

Santana (Brody)

They say we are what we are, but we don’t have to be I’m bad behavior but I do it in the best way I’ll be the watcher (watcher) of the eternal flame I’ll be the guard dog of all your fever dreams

Mike, Blaine, Marley, Brittany

Oh, I am the sand in the bottom half of the hourglass, glass, glass Oh, I try to picture me without you, but I can’t

All

'Cause we could be immortals, immortals Just not for long, for long And live with me forever now, pull the blackout curtains down Just not for long, for long

Rachel, Tina, Brody

We could be immor—immortals, immor—immortals Immor—immortals, immor—immortals, immortals

Rachel

Sometimes the only payoff for having any faith Is when it’s tested again and again every day I’m still comparing your past to my future It might be your wound, but they’re my sutures

Mercedes, Santana, Blaine, Mike

Oh, I am the sand in the bottom half of the hourglass, glass, glass Oh, I try to picture me without you, but I can’t

All

Cause we could be immortals, immortals Just not for long, for long And live with me forever now, pull the blackout curtains down Just not for long, for long

Marley, Mike, Brody

We could be immor—immortals, immor—immortals, immortals

Tina & Brittany

And live with me forever now Pull the blackout curtains down

All

We could be immortals, immortals Just not for long, for long

Blaine & Rachel riff (all)

We could be immor—immortals, immor—immortals Immor—immortals, immor—immortals, immortals

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Tumby

The neighborhood is half suburbia, half forest, which is maybe why when he screams no one comes looking.

One hand is occupied by a ring of keys trying to unlock the old car door; the other arm is full of wailing, wriggling four-year old. She hasn't yet noticed the beast on the other side of the street. Gabriel is frozen.

“Mona,” he croaks, eyes locked away from her on the danger. “Love. Shhhhhhh.”

“Tumby!” she wails

“We brought Tumby back to his family. In the woods, remember? The stream?” Gabe keeps his voice low, steady, soothing. The glossy crayon woman on the cover of his wife's favorite parenting book would be proud of his control, given the circumstances.

Mona wails louder.

“Hush,” he tries again, sharper, jiggling her more fiercely. “Shhhhh, sh-shhh,” The keys he fumbles awkwardly in his hand, cold metal biting into his paper cut from church craft time this morning, clanking against his wedding band. He winces at the sound. Mona grabs his ear and tries to kick her way to freedom. He squeezes her tighter but doesn't dare drop the keys. “Mona baby, I'm sorry. I know you miss Tumby. But I need you to be quiet right now. Papa's trying to think.”

There. The keys settle in his hand, jutting out from between his knuckles. Their car is a classic, gorgeous steel low rider from the sixties that's also prone to deciding not to move any part of it at unpredictable times. Today it has decided to jam it's doors. Getting in and driving into the beast heroically is, unfortunately, off the table.

Equally unfortunately, he left his cell phone inside. He can picture it exactly, nestled lopsided in the mesh of the yellow polka-dot lunch bag Maria bought him as a joke right after his promotion, before he left to take care of Mona; he uses it as an emergency kit. Normally he keeps it in the diaper bag. But the batteries needed replacing and medicines' expiration dates needed to be checked. It's in the front hall buried under a jumble of hurriedly discarded hangers from their earlier walk to the park. Gabe dropped it right inside the front door while wrestling Mona into her shoes. Which are goners themselves now, at least a hundred feet away, right by the street and nearly on top of the beast's horribly dripping tail.

If he can get to the kit, he can call a ride.

The beast occupies the forest; the houses on this side of the road make up suburbia, linked by dead wooden hands all the way across the valley without a single break. The homeowners’ association takes appearances seriously. Normally, Gabe chafes at the caged simulation. Today it means he'll either need to bring Mona with him past the beast or set her down and leave her alone behind.

She sure wants to get down. Even without shoes her kicking feet are pounding his chest into a mosaic of tender bruises. Gabe's ear, the one Mona's tugging at with all the weight of her little body, is ringing and hot. Despite his dedication to the panic of the moment, he spares a few brain cells to miss the gentle way Mona was when she was three.

It's Tumby's fault, Mona's new voice. That damn lizard.

Maria and he agreed when Mona was born they would be the sort of parents who didn't freak over the small stuff. Who let their little girl get just as dirty as their boy and didn't fuss over things like lizards brought home in muddy pockets. Who kept more encyclopedia's on hand than pink or blue toys. Which is why, although Gabe thought the lizard's purple coloring was freaky and possibly poisonous from the start, he smiled at the kids indulgently and grabbed an empty butter box.

“Who's going to catch it bugs to eat?” he joked, holding out the lid so David could punch holes in the box lid with a screwdriver.

“Mona,” said David.

She nodded, her fists stuffed with brown grass and her chest puffed with the important gravity of being the chosen one during play time. Gabe held out the box so she could drop it into the bottom to make the lizard a bed. Then she dropped the lizard in, rather clumsily, on its head, which was the second sign something was weird. At work he'd always known lizards to be agile bastards.

Mona named it Tumby because it's stomach was a little light blue oval and was bottomless - the lizard liked to eat, and eat until all the bugs on their street disappeared for self-preservation. It outgrew the butter box in a day. It outgrew the shoe box in a week. By ten days, it was the size of a small yappy chihuahua and weighed twice as much. And it learned to climb. Mona forgot to bring it bugs that morning before her play date, and it scurried onto the kitchen counter and fell asleep in the bowl of the scale for most of the afternoon. Gabe found it with its nostrils poking over the edge of half-melted plastic like eyes and he nearly threw the knife in his hand out of fright. He told Maria that night it had to go.

“You're telling the kids,” she said, glasses tipped sideways on her face sensibly. It was such an extremely Maria moment, Gabe kissed her.

Mona thought the whole trip to the stream a great adventure, splashing about in her duck-print boots and tumbling about with David until both of their curls were littered with crunchy leaves. The trip back, she splashed less but chattered more, all about the adventures Tumby would have in the woods. It wasn't until Gabe was putting her to bed that night that the tantrum came as she realized Tumby's adventure was not a temporary one. She howled all night, and for a month straight anytime they took her outside.

Of course she's howling again now. Gabe starts to give in and set her down on habit to send her away to play before he looks up and remembers, right. The beast. Purple and probably a people eater. Most of its body is hidden in the shadows of the trees, so whether or not it can fly is still to be determined. It definitely has at least one horn; short for its size but still at least as big as Gabe's forearm.

“Mona,” he says, giving in to gravity and setting her on the ground. He keeps his hands looped over her shoulders, so she won't turn around and startle. She sniffles, but quiets. “Papa needs you to listen very, very carefully. Can you do that?”

Her lower lip trembles and there are watery beads stuck in the baby hairs around her face. She's looking everywhere except at him. Still, eventually she sniffles, wipes her little hand across her eyes, and nods.

“Thank you, Mona. Papa forgot his phone and needs to go back inside. But there's a...” How much to say, how to say it without setting her off again? “There's a snake on the path and it's camouflaged, so I am going to carry you so you don't accidentally step on it. Understand?”

“There's a...snake?”

“Yes.”

“What color?”

Gabe smooths her flyaway hair and plants a kiss at her temple. “Brown. It blends in with the sidewalk.”

She clings to him so he can't pull away from her. “I wanna see.”

Kids. Was David this circular when he was Mona's age? Gabe can't remember, and it's only been three years. The eternal enemy of parents everywhere, time. “I'll point it out as we walk past, if it's still there.”

“Okay,” says Mona. And just like that she's calm again, nearly her pre-lizard self.

Gabe hoists her up again so she's tucked neatly against his shoulder and as sturdy as he can manage with one arm. He peeks his head out around the edge of the garage, gauging the distance. The dragon's body doesn't move. Its green eye - the same size as their Mercedes's hubcap - is closed, although thin smoke trails from its nostrils. Shudders threaten Gabe's grip. He blinks, long and slow, makes his panic a game for Mona and counts with her to ten. They take one step out, and then -

Out of the corner of his eye, he sees the neighbor's front door open.

Bernadette is the sort of woman Gabe and his friends would have called a wicked witch and meant something mean by it, when they were children. She wears frayed, mismatched skirts, sending patchouli thick thorough the air with every step; she has flyaway hair, has the best garden on the block, and is older than everyone else in nearly the whole damn city, too. Her eyesight left her about the same time as her late husband, fifteen or so years ago. Her hearing lingers on halfway. Mona is still against his shoulder, but Gabe feels his heart rate pick up again.

“Bernadette,” he calls, loud as he dares. She doesn't look up. She doesn't look across the street, either.

There's a pebble near his shoe from the gravel driveway, dragged in by some forgotten romp. He nudges it sideways until he can lean down without dropping Mona, then tosses it at Bernadette's porch. It misses and clangs against the drain pipe on the other side.

“David, what sort of trouble are you up to today?” She's turned away the wrong direction, but her voice is the strongest part of her, and it carries. Too many years as an actress followed by too few years with anyone interesting to talk to but boisterous kids.

Gabe finds another pebble, dances it to his side, throws it. This time it hits her wooden stairs. He calls again, “Bernadette!”

“I moved the keys to the garage, David, you won't be able to find them before I find you,” she says to the wrong house beside her.

“David's in school, Bernadette. It's Gabe and Mona.”

“Bullshit. David is far too naughty not to be suspended.”

“Bernadette, I'm sorry but now is really not the time. There's a -”

“No time for me, huh? He gets it from his father.”

Gabe sucks in a deep whistling breath through his front teeth. “Mona and I are stuck out here in the garage. I don't have my phone. Can you call - no!” She has finally turned around the right way and is starting down her steps. ”Don't come out further, it's dangerous -”

“It's only mud.”

“There's a -” Well, that is the question isn't it. “There's an animal.” You think. You guess. “Across the road. It's been watching us, but we can't get in the car and we can't get inside. Bernadette I need you to call someone.”

“You want me to call the police?” Bernadette doesn't trust the police, and says it again loud as she can every time Maria's brother comes to visit to rub it in. If he needed Bernadette to call the police, he wouldn't even bother to ask.

But animal control won't have anything for this beast, either. “Try the fire department. Tell them, uh -” Gabe eyes the trees across the road, the way the beast's head blends flat against the treetops. “Tell them they'll need extra ladders.”

“What kinda animal are they after, anyway?” Bernadette grumbles. “A monkey?”

Mona wriggles warningly, and yells, “Snake!”

Gabe bites down on the inside of his cheek. “Just call them,” he whispers towards Bernadette like he's on a stage.

“Suit yourself,” Bernadette says to the nearby flower box, and goes back inside. The screen door bangs shut behind her.

Gabe and Mona both jump. She nestles deeper into his shoulder, resuming her kicking with half-hearted attention. Behind the car in the corner of the garage is a tidy, tiny workstation with a short stool the kids like to swivel around on while he works on the car's problem of the week. It's cozy, and good for getting energy out, and most importantly out of sight. The beast - dragon, probably, although thinking its name feels akin to blasphemy, surreal and scary and brave all at once - flicks its tail and takes out two young trees. Gabe sinks back into the garage and sets Mona firmly on the stool. She looks at him with narrowed eyes, confused.

“Papa is going to go watch out for the snake. It's poisonous, and Miss Bernadette is calling for help. I want you to sit here and be safe until I come back, okay?”

Mona considers this. She stands on the stool and uses her leverage on Gabe's shoulders to see past him to the front yard; whatever she sees, she's sits back down again with a satisfying thump, and nods. The creak of the stool spinning around and around follows Gabe back to the entrance. It keeps him grounded. He has to stand at the furthest edge of the garage, away from and out of Mona's sight, to see the road and wave down the help. It's probably an unnecessary gesture. Anyone with functioning eyes should be able to see what the call was about. But Gabe still doesn't quite believe his own. He tries to blink one eye at a time because if he closes both eyes at once, he'll open them to find the dragon is gone, and spend the rest of his life looking over his shoulder.

Bernadette's screen door slams open again against the peeling slats. When she steps back out, she hasn't got her phone. Instead, she's toting a rifle tall as she is, and holding it like she means business. She leans it tottering on the steps' railing and turns the long way around to face Gabe. “What did she say this animal is? Snake?”

“Did you call the fire department?” Gabe is going to have to schedule his annual doctor's appointment sooner rather than later. There's got to be some sort of lasting damage from adrenaline this high, this long. “Bernadette, please tell me you called.”

“What's those firemen going to do about a snake? You may never have done a day in the country in your life, but used to we took care of these things with a shovel.” She's reached the bottom of the steps, shaking the railing so the gun tips down after her. Across the road the dragon's unblinking eye rotates sideways until it's laser focused on Bernadette. The smoke coming from its nostrils is flecked with blue and purple embers. Where each one brushes against a leaf, a tree branch catches fire.

Gabe is halfway across the yard in pursuit of Bernadette before he stops. Arms too empty, shoulders too light. Mona. He turns around and runs back to the garage.

It's silent, and dim. He reaches the stool - no Mona. He looks under the car, and then panics, because the garage is too small and there's nowhere else to hide. He should know better, it's parenting 101, never leave your child unattended or they could get hurt. They could die. (“All those sharp tools!” chides his mother in his brain. “All those sharp talons!”)

Back to the yard, squinting against the sudden glare of day and patchwork fires. Looking at the shadows of the grass, the steps, the road, looking for a splash of purple color. There - Mona, waddling alongside Bernadette, leading her in a mostly straight path towards the dragon with her mouth spread wide, baring every crooked baby tooth. A look of pure glee on her face.

Gabe blacks out. He comes to with Mona cradled tight and kicking in his arms, Bernadette behind him ignoring every tenant of gun safety and trying to use the gun to force her way around. Gabe looks up. The dragon looks down. They're both standing nose to nose, breathing in the glowing smoke.

“Mona,” Gabe hisses. “Bernadette. Don't. Move.”

Something about his tone makes them both pause for the first time all day, or maybe the smoke has made him sound harsher than he intends. They both look up, following his gaze.

And let out twin gasps as they both finally see the dragon up close. Not entirely, because it was too large and too camouflaged even from the other side of the street, but in uncanny detail - eyes slitted like a cat's, scales the size of roofing tiles and so black they look purple in the light of the fires. Fine white streams of smoke are permanently etched around the dragon's jaw like whiskers. Well, at least Gabe can cross hallucinations off his list of symptoms he'll be bringing to the doctor if he survives this day.

Bang! A gunshot rings out, flat and startling. Mona screams. Then she bites down on Gabe's arm so hard she draws blood. Gabe's blood mingles with something dark and sticky, the same color of the dragon's scales - the dragon's blood? - and he has to press his hand up in his shirt to stop the flow. And he has to drop Mona. She immediately takes off.

“Mona!” he yells after her.

She runs towards the beast, arms outstretched, ignoring Gabe, still screaming.

“Tumby!”

#amwriting #creative writing #short story #danzer writes #i said i was gonna get this out and i said what i meant #moving made it later than ideal #but there will be three fresh stories on the blog this week which is kind of a treat when you think about it

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bixisarusher · 6 years ago

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Can I Have This Dance? (Stolen Kisses pt. 2)

T’is here! The companion piece to the spring inspired “Flowering Feelings” (x).

Now from gobsmacked Henry’s POV and where the previous was a birds view, this is pretty much the opposite. (Literally. As in they tumble on the ground, but you’ll see.)

I used some song lyrics here that are obviously not mine, but belong to Mikky Ekko’s Pull Me Down (the song Henry compliments on Jacinda’s mixtape in HH).

Also, thank you to @trueloveismagic and @margaritanightly for helping out with “what was School like for Ella?” and all around inspiration respectivly.

Without any further ado...

Also on ff.net; word count 1.352

erumpent (adj.): bursting forth

Leaning against a tree, he waited for her. He had the excuse of gathering wood, and she was out to search the area for enemies. Everyone was well aware why they took much longer than they should, but no one minded. Not even Tiana, although she pretended to. She kept grumbling that Henry was inefficient, but she always did it with a smile.

It felt awfully lot like they were teenagers sneaking around, and really, Henry hadn't quite anticipated to experience that again. It didn't feel like an epic quest for love… but truly? It didn't bother him. Rather, he marveled at the ease Ella allowed herself to around him.

Behind him, he heard the faint sound of hoofs, a thud, and steps bouncing toward him. He was greeted by a bright smile, and it felt like the sun shone right in his face. "Hey," she all but shouted at him.

"Hi," he gave back, and closed the distance left between them to press a kiss on her lips.

He took her in, her scent, her arms around his back, her soft skin as he brushed her cheek. When they broke the kiss, studied her features for a moment. Then he quickly kissed her again to hide the idiotic grin.

Yep. Like a teenager.

Time to break the tension.

"Glad to see none of Tremaine's minions plucked you apart on your way here."

"Tss, I can say the same to you, Mills. You're the poor lead on the sword."

"You take that back… " He quickly found the spot where her sides were unprotected and tickled her. She tried to run, but his legs were longer and before she could get anywhere, they had tumbled to the floor, a chaos of limbs and her locks, and her lips where on his again.

He enjoyed the rush that came over him. She was so beautiful, and so fierce, and feminine in an extreme way he had never seen before. And she was here only to see him. She allowed him to come so close and be with her, and showed herself to him.

When they broke the kiss, he leaned on his elbow to study her once more.

"Where did you learn to fight so well, anyways? Not exactly a school subject over here, I suppose?"

She scoffed. "I wish. We learned posture. And embroidery. And reading, but not the interesting books. If our tutor had ever caught me practicing sword fighting, she'd had me stand in a corner for an hour."

"So no Math? Or Biology? Geography?"

"Geo-what?" She turned from her back to her side, gazing up to him. The way her vest fell open in that pose was most likely unintentional. Most likely.

"Well, learning how to read maps. And the weather… and really our school is much more about learning how to read and to listen and to understand tasks rather than learning how to actually do things..."

His gaze had trailed over the clearing but snapped back when her fingers started drawing circles across the back of his hand.

"All together that sounds just as boring as our lessons."

"Well, it was. But I still enjoyed school..." his train of thought was lost for a moment when her fingers found the seam of his sleeve to play with. This woman was gonna be the death of him.

"You did?"

He cleared his throat. "...yeah. Sure not all subjects were interesting, but outside of classes we had quite a lot of free time. I used that for chess club, and hanging out with friends… and there were the occasional school festivals. Sports day, flee markets, or prom..."

"Who would want to buy flees?" She acted confused, but her smirk told him the truth.

"Alright, mock my world all you want, but prom is something you people miss out on."

She pushed herself up to her elbows and quirked an eyebrow, prompting him to elaborate.

So he did. "It's much like a ball, except it's for everybody. Everyone dresses up and there's a lot of food and dancing… Just instead of a castle it's set in a gym,… a sport's hall. And the music is much different."

Ella let herself fall back on her back. "Well, I don't mind missing out then. I'm not much of a dancer." Henry chuckled. Then an idea formed – didn't he find it in his satchel just this morning? "There are way less steps involved, though. - I could show you actually."

Before he could change his mind, he got up to collect what he needed from the bag under the tree. He fiddled with the music player and the headphones. Boy, he was jumpy. Would he ever outgrow his nerves around a girl?

"What are you doing?" Ella had sat up now, a mixture of curiosity and suspicion in her expression.

"Just come on." He pulled her up and handed her one of the ear buds. "Put that in your ear. Wait a second… ah, yes."

Beats started sounding from the speakers and by the time he directed her hands around his neck, the ethereal sounds changed to the lyrics.

Oh I heard you were trouble, and you heard I was trouble

His hands held her waist and he started swaying with her from foot to foot.

"It's called a slow dance."

"What is? The stepping or the screaming man inside your machine?"

"You don't like it?"

She listened for another moment, and damn, even though she may not call herself a dancer, she was pretty good at this.

"No, I like it." Her eyes found their way into his, and her gaze pulled him down right then and there. He wasn't able to tell if her next question was a few seconds or a few hours later.

"And what would you do after a prom? Are the girls leaving slippers there as well?"

He chuckled. "No. Well - there aren't specific rituals about that, but usually the guy picked the girl up, so he also gives her a ride home. Not on a motor cycle, though, in a car. So, I would have borrowed my Mum's bug, no, rather Mom's Mercedes to impress you, and drive you home. And I would have prayed to whatever power rules our lives, that you allow me to give you a good night kiss. And then two days later I would have texted you and told you I really enjoyed our time, and if you wanted to go get some Chinese take-out with me."

His words seemed to have over whelmed her a bit. He had told her what texting meant, hadn't he? Her gaze seemed fixated on the buttons of his shirt, so something was probably bugging her mind.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

She bit her lip before answering. "I don't know, … Don't you ever miss that life? It sounds so full of wonder."

It was his turn to take a moment for his answer. He hadn't expected that.

We could be King and Queen of the moonlight, two young lovers, and when the mood is right...

"There's no place I'd rather be."

He didn't want her to feel obliged to look at him, so he pulled her a little closer into his chest. Maybe, this way, it was easier on her. And then he whispered in her free ear: "But it'd be an honor to show you, if you'd ever take a trip with me to that world."

Because I, I, I wanna be you man.

And he realized it, at that moment. That it wasn't just about stolen kisses and the thrill of getting to know her better. He liked her, he really did and he hoped she did as well. He wanted her to stick around and to become a consistent part of his life – so that when he'd think about returning to Storybrook at some point, it would mean she would come with him. And at that moment he was glad her face is buried in his shoulder, because the idiotic grin was back.

Just like teenagers.

#glass believer fanfiction #glass believer #FLUFF #so much fluff #once #ouat fanction #this helped me forget I was sad!#ok I'm mostly exhausted and more likely to cry because of that #but here is promised fluff

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sinsiriuslyemo · 6 years ago

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Ok, so I don't know if this counts as a deleted scene, but can you do the POV of Nevada rather than Dama, for a scene like that drive by for instance .. a time before they met, did their paths ever cross without either of them realizing it?

The air was thick and smokey, humid from all the sweaty bodies gyrating on the dance floor as hues of greens, yellows and purples--among other neon colors--flashed in time with the pulsing latin beats that blared through the speakers. The weekends at the club he owned in Washington Heights were always filled to the brim, mostly with college kids from the Lower East Side looking to let loose and have a night or two of debauchery without tainting their pristine reputations. The Heights wasn’t a bad place to do just that, with the locals that were often far more concerned about each other than the privileged, predominantly white twenty somethings from another neighborhood.

The head of curly brown hair that bobbed in Nevada’s lap beneath the table quickened it’s pace. She was one of the college girls and had caught his eye from the dancefloor as he had been acquiring a drink. Tall, long stems that stretched from beneath a micro-mini dress, perky, rounded breasts and plump lips. A smouldering gaze and smirk was all it had taken on his part to get her to come over to him. Ten minutes later, she was sitting in the VIP section with him, at his booth, rubbing his crotch suggestively and biting down on her bottom lip as he snuck a peek down the front of her dress. A few more verbal exchanges of the racy variety and she was unzipping his pants, pulling him out and lowering her top half to envelop him in her hot, wet mouth.

Unfortunately--mostly for Nevada--she had either never given a blowjob before or was having an off night, and he had not the patience neither for the inexperience or the incompetence. Trujillo knocked back his shot of tequila before his hand reached under the cloth that covered him from the waist down. With calloused fingers, he brought the woman’s head up to join him back above the table, smirking at her confused expression.

“It’s fine, mami. You’re not really good at that,” he said, using a single digit to brush some hair from her face.

She looked angry, but he couldn’t have cared less, much less when she stood abruptly from the booth, straightened her dress and stomped away. Nevada was unfazed; he stuffed himself back into his pants and would only need a few minutes to soften before he would be on the prowl again. Such were the events of most Friday nights for him. He would find a willing female participant in his desires, and move on to next when he was finished. He never spent the night with anyone, never gave them false hope that they were different than any of the others. For him women were just a warm place to slide into and blow off some steam ever since Lauren had moved away, they were a means to an end. One he enjoyed thoroughly and without reservation.

After a few minutes spent thinking of all the conquests that tried to cuddle against him after sex or make him promises of breakfast in the morning, he was flaccid and stood from his booth, making his way towards the bar.

“Aberlour. Neat,” he said to the bartender, who nodded dutifully and left to fetch his order.

He barely noticed the two sitting to his left, one brunette with long, wavy hair and the other a blonde with a resting bitch face, but distinctly heard the brunette’s sobs of why did he have to ruin a good thing and the blonde’s because he’s an idiot, Barbie and Nevada rolled his eyes.

Women were all the same in this neighborhood; when the man they chose to spend time with wouldn’t behave the way they expected, all of a sudden he would become the idiot, the asshole, the one who doesn’t know what he’s missing. Nevada had always been of the opinion that women--for the most part--idealized men and sex in general, as if romance and love were the only reasons to want to be buried in the heat of a woman’s body. He didn’t have time for women like that, wasn’t interested in making time for women like that. At that moment he had never been more thankful for his well-practiced attitude towards the fairer sex. Not to mention the fact that in his line of work, a woman would have to be delusional or have a deathwish to want to have anything more than a one night stand with him.

The bartender came back with his drink and Nevada nodded thankfully just as he felt a pair of slender arms circle his waist. Turning, he looked down at the familiar dark-haired woman standing behind him.

“How’d you like our set?” she asked as her hand slid over his chest.

“It was pretty good,” he answered.

“We wanna play again tomorrow night. Wanna come backstage and talk about it?”

This was their usual dance; she would invite him backstage after a set, and when she was done he would promise that her band could play a set the following night. It was an arrangement he enjoyed--a guaranteed blowjob from someone who actually knew what they were doing and didn’t expect anything in return except a place for her band to perform.

“Yeah, we can talk about it,” he replied with a smirk. She bit her bottom lip and took his hand, pulling him towards the stage where he caught sight of Manny talking to the pink-haired guitarist. “What are they, dating now?” he teased.

“Manny and Emmy? Yeah, they’ve been hanging out for the last few weeks, I think,” his raven-haired companion answered as she pulled him to the corner where it was dark and somewhat hidden.

Nevada snorted as he eyed at the pair a little longer before turning his attention to...Jamie? Or was it Jessie? Jenna?

He could never recall, not that it mattered to him. Any time he saw her, it was mostly the top of her head that he would interact with by way of fingers tangling in tresses, moving the hot, wet mouth over his groin until she was swallowing every drop of him down. Afterwards, he would grab another drink, maybe dance for a while until he could find another warm body to slide into for the night.

A few years later...

The beginning of Spring always meant rain in New York City--despite the fact that grass only really existed in the parks--which also meant that Nadia would oftentimes need her brother to give her rides. He often wondered why she couldn’t drive her damn self. She had a car.

Porque I don’t wanna get my Mercedes all full of mud, Nevada was always her favorite excuse. Sometimes having an SUV was a curse.

That particular day, she’d asked him to drive her to PS 29, where Eddie went to school. He’d agreed only so as not to have to listen to her insistent whining when she called him throughout the rest of the afternoon, and also to see his nephew. If there was one good thing that Nadia had ever done, it was that little boy, not that she ever cared to realize that.

As he pulled up alongside the curb he could see Eddie playing on the swingset, and a woman with long, wavy brown hair pushing him and another boy on the swing beside his nephew. Nevada used a single finger to pull his sunglass down the bridge of his nose as his eyes followed the length of her legs, covered from the knees up by a dark-colored, school appropriate dress. Her curves were subtle and led to a modest bust, the cleavage of which was carefully hidden from the world.

“I’ll be right back,” he heard Nadia say from the passenger seat, but he continued to stare at the woman who pushed his nephew and his classmate on the swings, smirking when she let out a laugh that he could only see from his place in the SUV.

Upon seeing his mother at the gate, Eddie jumped from the swing and turned towards the woman before he ran to collect his backpack. The woman--upon realizing that the other boy on the swings had also abandoned their game--followed Eddie, smiling and talking with him as they approached Nadia standing at the fence.

Nevada rolled his eyes when he looked at his sister to find her staring at her phone, barely paying attention as his nephew and the woman approached her. With a wave of her perfectly manicured hand at the woman, Nadia walked with Eddie across the street to the SUV where Nevada was parked.

“Hola mijo, how was school?” Nevada asked after the car door opened and the ten-year-old climbed inside.

“Great! Señora Barba took us outside and taught us math with a game!” Eddie answered with a grin.

“Wow,” Nevada said with enthusiasm. “Esa es Señora Barba? That was pushing you on the swing?”

“Yeah! She’s so cool,” Eddie answered.

The corners of Nevada’s mouth stretched downward in amusement as he shifted his gaze once again to the woman, who now had a name...or at least a partial one. “Coño, not bad,” he mumbled.

“Oye!” Nadia scolded from the passenger seat, swatting Nevada’s leather-clad shoulder. “Ni lo pienses. That’s all I need is to have to hear about my idiota brother hooking up with Eddie’s teacher.”

“What do you care?” Nevada asked in a chuckle.

“Because then she’s gonna start asking me about you, and why haven’t you called, and I don’t have time for that bullshit “ Nadia replied. “I have better things to do with my time than talk about you, pendejo.”

Rolling his eyes, Nevada turned at the end of the block and drove towards Nadia’s apartment building. He was surprised his sister even bothered to try to deter him from pursuing Eddie’s teacher. She’d never shown interest in anyone he slept with before. It didn’t matter, he didn’t plan to go after the woman regardless. Fucking his nephew’s teacher likely wouldn’t end well for either of them. She looked like the type of woman to be on the lookout for prince charming, and Nevada Ramirez was no such thing.

Translations:

Esa es Señora Barba? - That’s Miss Barba?

Ni lo pienses - Don’t even think about it

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cheonjaem-blog · 7 years ago

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wanna one as types of boyfriends

yoon jisung:

the walking meme. everything he does is fucking hilarious. you literally have 2000 photos of him on your phone which could be edited into potential memes. there’s never a sad/boring day in your life. he’s actually always super excited about everything and you always sometimes question his mental age but you still think it’s really cute. always makes stupid puns and jokes to make you laugh (that sometimes even results to self degradation). all that makes him happy is seeing you smile, so he makes that his daily goal. likes to send you weird pictures of him using different filters on snapchat that you obviously screenshot. he’s super funny and your whole family loves him, especially the kids. “auntie when are you getting married to uncle jisung?” “soon” “um jisung wtf stop lying to the kids” “i never said i was lying”

ha sungwoon:

the tea sipper. he has the dirt on everyone, and i mean everyone. knows what’s going on in your life, your neighbor’s life, and your second cousin’s uncle’s grandfather’s life. your dates consist of gossiping with the neighborhood aunties every week at the book club he organized. wants to know how your day is and knows you so well that he can tell when your feeling down. sings to make you feel better, and if that doesn’t make you smile, he’ll probably pull out the big guns and start dancing to girl’s day something. doesn’t mind embarrassing himself if it makes you happy :’). doesn’t like it when you call him cute bc he’s “manly not cute”. tries to fight other people when they talk shit about you. talks a lot!!! like when you’re trying to catch some z’s, all he does is talk about how your neighbor’s husband is cheating on her with her sister??? “omg don’t tell anyone but jisoo’s husband is cheating on her with her own sister” “wtf how do you know?? did you stalk her husband again??” “no way, i was throwing away the trash and i saw them?? coincidentally??”

hwang minhyun:

the perfectionist. a little ocd and always needs everything to be super clean and organized. he told you that he had perfect attendance in school and always had straight a’s. his skin is perfect, his visuals are perfect, and his voice is perfect. sometimes you feel like he’s too good for you, but then you remember how much of an awkward loser he is in real life. texts you the most romantic things, but can’t say it in person to you. you like to tease him a lot for being an awkward antisocial person. very easily embarrassed person. not a big pda person. blushes a lot. doesn’t know how to convey his feelings into words or actions, but it’s okay bc you know he’s trying hard. he looks like a cold tsundere but sike he’s a soft mochi on the inside. smiles a lot more now bc “you make me happy i guess”.

ong seongwoo:

the prankster. he loves messing around with you and pissing you off. one time he put blue dye into your body wash and you came out of the shower looking like a smurf. you guys end up having prank wars and once you even super glued his feet into his shoes. when he’s not thinking of ingenious plans to prank you, he’s actually a really sweet boyfriend. sometimes he takes you out on spontaneous dates to that fancy restaurant across town to make up an excuse to see you wear a beautiful dress. but he loves taking you on midnight rides. like he’ll drive you in silence as you enjoy the night sky and talk to you about random things and let you rant about your inner thoughts. “stop staring at me ong!! focus on the road” “you’re just too beautiful. you distracted me”

kim jaehwan:

the musician. he confessed to you in broad daylight while playing the guitar and singing a song written for you. you guys were sitting on a bench in the city and he randomly whips out his guitar and starts singing. a crowd gathers around you eventually, and they cheer when you accept his confession. he likes to write songs in the middle of the night, so you’ll probably wake up at 3 AM and hear him playing random chords on the piano and writing lyrics in the dark. he writes songs thinking about you and likes to sing to you when you have trouble sleeping. also super extra!! likes to boast about things that he can’t do like karate and playing soccer. he told you that he used to play soccer in middle school, but when you actually took him out to play he said “yeah i played soccer. i played fifa” “ugh i hate you so much right now”

kang daniel:

the gamer. he’s a huge fucking loser, and he loves playing league and overwatch and basically every game ever. tried to teach you how to play league once but you never understood anything, so he ended up carrying the team and winning. spends 95% of his time indoors, but he also likes to cuddle with you when he’s gaming. makes you sit on his lap while he wraps his arms around you and rests his chin on your head when he plays. likes taking you to comicon or any other nerdy convention. but it’s endearing to see him so excited about cosplayers. “cosplay with me next year” “lol how about a no”

park jihoon:

the prince. on top of his handsome looks and dancing skills, he was also born with a silver spoon in his mouth. buys you everything you’ve ever wanted and then some. but you’re not interested in materialism ok yes you are but you’re more interested in him. so he doesn’t really understand love?? like he’s always been loved by his parents but he tries his hardest to convey his feelings for you without extravagant gifts. like this is the first time someone told him that they didn’t want a new car and he doesn’t understand why you don’t want a mercedes benz but it’s your loss?? he takes you to nice dates at super expensive high end restaurants while you assure him that getting a take-away pizza is always fine too. wears gucci and givenchy and saint laurent and tries to buy you clothes from there too but one dress is worth more than your life??? he likes to sleep on your shoulder while you stroke his hair. really cute relationship full of $$$. if you need a sugar daddy you know who to call. “you want a new car?” “wtf no i want a new boyfriend” “>:((((”

park woojin:

the shy turned wild one. yeah he was really shy when you first met but now he wildin. you tried taking him to a family party once but he was getting too into his dancing and ended up grinding the floor. what happened to the shy bean that couldn’t look you in the eye?? sometimes he’s still really shy around people he just met, and he kind of attaches himself to you. but dancing really makes him let everything go, and he tries to teach you choreographies to your favorite songs. taught you how to dance to red velvet and exo and rap to okey dokey. dates consists of dance lessons and chilling at home watching smtm together. bet milk tea on who’s going to make it to the finals. “yo it’s gonna be nucksal” “oh hell no i’m betting on hangzoo” “wow it’s only bc you like zico & dean more smh i thought you loved me”

bae jinyoung:

the nerd that turned hot. you known him since elementary school but boy did he glow up in high school. the last thing you remember was him being that smart nerd that never talked, but now he has a whole army of girls chasing after him. outside appearance may have changed but he’s still a nerd. dates consists of chilling at home and watching the latest episode of the anime y’all like while cuddling. takes you to animecon where you cringe at the weebs but where he enjoys every moment of it. likes taking you to manga and anime stores. dreams of going to japan with you. also likes to buy you cute couple charms for your phone. “i bought you the touka charm bc you’re the touka to my kaneki” “you’re such a fucking weeb lmao but sasaki is better”

lee daehwi:

the foreign swagger. yeah he lived in america for 4 years, that’s why he’s here man. just kidding, he’s a super adorable boyfriend that sometimes mixes up his languages when he’s flustered. super caring and always frets over you. nags you a lot when you get sick. “i told you not to go outside without a jacket!” but really good music tastes. makes different spotify playlists for you to listen to when you’re sad or tryna to get turnt. likes shopping dates!! he is your personal fashion designer and buys cute dresses when he thinks you look cute in them. “i thought this color suited you really well, so i bought it!” “um but it says it’s $300″ “oops?”

lai guanlin:

the athlete. he likes every sport but he’s super obsessed with basketball dude. like he’ll take you out to the nearest basketball court to shoot with him even if you can’t make a shot for your life. dw he’ll teach you the proper shooting form and how to dribble. you’ll end up having lots of cute basketball dates and afterward he’ll probably take you out for ice cream. likes to rest his head in your lap as he practices his shooting form laying down. lots of after-practice cuddles. “ew guanlin you’re so sweaty. get off of me” “no i like staying with you like this”

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sandiegodjstaci · 7 years ago

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Deidre & Eric’s DIY Backyard Wedding

Of all the southern California wedding DJs out there, Deidre and Eric chose me to DJ and MC their DIY backyard wedding in Colton, CA (Reche Canyon) on Saturday, May 12, 2018.

THE LOVE STORY

Deidre & Eric met at the gym in February 2016. Turns out they had been going to the same gym for over 20 years and had never seen each other!!! When Deidre first saw Eric, she thought he was too young, and she told me she’s not into the ‘Mrs. Robinson thing.’ Over the next 6 months the two became closer and eventually started working out together. We all know that when working out with the opposite sex, there is going to be some flirting, but Deidre remained true to her word. Everything changed when Deidre found out that Eric was actually older than her! On August 8, 2016, Eric walked Deidre to her car after their work out…and the rest is history!

Together they enjoy–obviously–working out, camping, hiking, paddle boarding, skiing, and horseback riding. On October 1st, 2017, Eric and Deidre were at the Yard House with her friends & family celebrating her birthday. Suddenly, Eric was down on one knee asking Deidre a very important question! They are planning a cruise to Bermuda for their honeymoon.

THIS DIY BACKYARD WEDDING CEREMONY

Before the ceremony, I played country love songs. The wedding party entered to Shania Twain’s “From This Moment.” The bride entered to “To Make You Feel My Love” by Garth Brooks. After the armed officiant/sheriff had Deidre & Eric kiss at the end of the ceremony, I cued up their recessional “Cowboy Take Me Away” by the Dixie Chicks and the newlyweds walked back up the aisle. About the time they reached the end of the aisle, someone from the crowd crowded out, “You never exchanged rings!!!” Errrrtttttt!!!!! Rewind….Deidre & Eric chuckled then rushed back to the altar. [Side note: DIY your flowers, not your officiant 🙂 Can’t tell you how many amateur officiant’s I see that do things like forgetting to tell the guests to be seated after the bride enters…]

THE RECEPTION

After BBQ and toasts, the newlyweds did their First Dance to Brett Young’s “In Case you Didn’t Know.” I got the dance floor going with a Two Step lesson. After dancing a bit, Eric removed Deidre’s garter to Black Eyed Peas’ “I Gotta Feeling.” We gathered up the single guys and tossed the garter to Montell Jordan’s “This Is How We Do It.” Deidre tossed her bouquet to “Wildflower” by the Jane Dear Girls. I then taught a “Good Time” (Alan Jackson) line dance lesson.

THE PLAYLIST

For the cocktail hour/dinner playlist at this DIY backyard wedding, the bride and groom requested: Blown Away – Carrie Underwood, Chase that Song – Cody Jinks, 80’s Mercedes – Maren Morris, Girl in a Country Song – Maddie and Tae, She Thinks my Tractor’s Sexy – Kenny Chesney, Dirt on my Boots – John Pardi, This One’s For The Girls – Martina McBride, Follow Your Arrow – Kacey Musgraves, Jason Aldean – Tonight Looks Good On You, Jason Aldean – Comin’ In Hot, Luke Bryan – That’s My Kind of Night, Brett Young – In Case You Didn’t Know, Hootie & the Blowfish – Only Wanna Be with You, Dustin Lynch – Hell of a Night, Dustin Lynch – To the Sky, Dustin Lynch – Seein’ Red, Tim McGraw – I Like It, I Love It, LOCASH – I Love This Life, LOCASH – Ring On Every Finger, Kane Brown – What Ifs, Sam Hunt – Take Your Time, Good Girl – Carrie Underwood, My Church – Maren Morris, A Real Fine Place to Start – Sara Evans, Humble and Kind – Tim McGraw, Don’t You Wanna Stay – Jason Aldean and Kelly Clarkson, God Gave Me You – Blake Shelton, When Boy Meets Girl – Terri Clark, and Cowboy Take Me Away – Dixie Chicks.

For dancing, Deidre & Eric requested PG-13 radio edits of 80s, Classic Rock, Disco, Oldies, and Top 40 with a few Hip Hop, Electronic Dance Music, and Country jams mixed in. The must-play songs were just Mama’s Song – Carrie Underwood & Head over Boots – John Pardi. The must-play line dances were God Blessed Texas, Power Jam, Electric Slide, Slappin Leather, Outlaw, Watermelon Crawl, Two Step, Wobble, Cha Cha Slide, & Cupid Shuffle.

Again, I was honored to be the one and only San Diego wedding DJ Deidre and Eric trusted with their big day. Thank you! See more at #EricDDJordan.

SAN DIEGO WEDDING VENDOR LIST

Here is the amazing team of San Diego wedding vendors I had the pleasure of working with on this DIY backyard wedding:

Venue ➔ private residence in Reche Canyon (Colton, CA)

DJ ➔ Staci Nichols

Caterer ➔ 2nd to None BBQ

Photographer ➔ friend

Officiant ➔ Brother-In-Law

Cake Bakery ➔ DIY

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gleefail · 4 years ago

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Glee Memories: 1x9 Wheels

Kicking this off by reposting the first 15 episodes I already went through. Enjoy!

1x9 Wheels I haven’t addressed yet that this voice-over “Here’s what you missed on Glee” guy is different…will be interesting to see when they changed it.

um…when did Kurt tell everyone that he was gay? Didn’t he only come out to Mercedes and his dad so far? I definitely missed that on Glee

Holy crap. I forgot about this Cheerios jump rope number.

This is when I started not liking S1 Quinn. When she started being just plain mean to Finn even as she lied to him about the baby being his. Uncalled for. Although her calling out that he’s a peabrain is hella-necessary.

Figgins can’t pay for a bus for Artie to get to sectionals. Understandable? Is that like, legal?

Makes total sense that Sue has boosters that provide funds for traveling etc. Doesn’t make sense that the Glee club never started music boosters….not to me anyways.

Will’s right. In high school, some of the best trips were rides to other schools for volleyball games and showchoir competitions together. Although that almost always involved people mooning out the back window. And getting to third base under letterman jackets. Just my school? Anyone else?

Aw…Tina is looking at Artie from afar…not necessarily romantically…concerned? Whatever the reason, it’s cute.

Aw, Kurt’s so excited about Defying Gravity

let the record show, Mr. Schue just handed a solo to Rachel for a competition for the first time ever. But not the last. Don’t get me started.

“Don’t worry. We’ll find something for you to…dip in chocolate” Two things: 1. Yes you will. And his name is Sam Evans. (’wanky’). 2. No, you won’t Mr. Schue. No. You. Won’t. #oops

“I mean, bake sales are kind of bourgee” “So hip people stopped eating delicious, sugary treats?” “It’s not that, it’s that most of us don’t know how to bake. I find recipes confusing.” I love every moment of this exchange. And

Britany’s officially not all there now. :) Yaaaay!

Aw, poor Artie and the peer pressure of having to say he doesn’t mind when he’s clearly hurt by people he thinks are his friends. Poor guy.

It really does impress me how Kevin McHale manages to completely lose use of his legs. Even when he’s boppin in his wheelchair. I don’t think I could do it.

Jenna Ushkowitz is flat out adorable laughing at her lunch table in slow motion.

Aw Tina. These original members really do all have a lil special place in my heart. Before RIB screwed most of them over.

Ruh roh, I know that look. Mr. Schue is getting an idea watching Artie jamming around in his wheelchair…

Why is Kurt wearing a gangsta bandana on his head?

“But I’m happy to have you try out something else, Kurt. And I’ll make sure it’s got a killer high note” No. No, you won’t Schue. Ugh. Three seasons of empty promises and he won Teacher of the Year? Riiiight.

“Well, you’re irritating most of the time but…don’t take that personally”

“Preach!” Yes!!! There’s the Artie I know and love! It makes me giggle more seeing moments like this knowing he asks Amber to show him how to do it, lol.

hahahahaha – Finn just got hit in the back of the head with someone’s baseball bat! Rachel just got her lunch spilled all over her! Oh, happiness.

“it’s what I have left of my pool cleaning money. After I bought dip and numchucks”

Quinn is so pretty in regular clothes with her hair down in season one. I would buy that THIS is the girl everyone wants to be. She’s totes that popular, bitchy girl who has everything.

“It would be pretty awesome if it came out with a Mohawk”

Aw, this food fight is still so cute. I feel like we haven’t seen Quinn laugh like that since until she was going up that ramp with Artie cheering her on. So cute.

“It’s not about a guy, is it? Cause…I’m not ready to have that conversation.” “At least you don’t have to worry about me getting someone pregnant” snicker snicker. True dat.

“You sing like a girl – in a good way”

So…yeah, they were doing Defying Gravity for Sectionals…what happened to that?

FIRST APPEARANCE OF LAUREN ZIZES!!!

Ugh. So stupid Rachel is complaining about having to audition for a solo. It’s showchoir. You should have to audition for EVERY solo and anyone who wants to can. …but it’s Glee

“We all know I’m more popular than Rachel – and I dress better than her…”

“Your right hand, Britany” *Santana whispers to her “it’s this one”* Yup. Not all there. There’s mah girl!

I love that instead of saying “I promise to vote for whoever sings the song better”, Mercedes blatantly says to Kurt “I promise to vote FOR YOU” with a big smile. I love Kurtcedes. Have I said that yet?

“Maybe one of these days you’ll find a way to create teaching moments without ruining my life.” Oh he will Rachel. He’ll just ruin everyone else’s.

“Those are what I call ‘lazy makers’”

Figgins is making Sue hold auditions to replace Quinn on the Cheerios. How do they not try out in the first place?

“and as soon as a cheerleader rolls herself out onto the field in a wheelchair she becomes decidedly less effective at cheering people up. It’s just a fact.”

“Stop attacking me. I’m sick of it” I like this Finn. Where did he come from? And where did he go?

I never ever ever realized that that was Kurt auditioning for the Cheerios with a baton. OMG!

haha, also never realized that the “freak” did the splits and clearly landed on his junk but tried to play it like he was fine. HAAAAA!

“Becky, I’m gonna stop you right there. You’re in.” YAY!

“I’m just saying, she has a point; you are kind of an idiot.” Truth.com, Puck.

“It’s just like you, with your stutter” Tina’s reaction said it all. “But I wanna be very clear: I still have the use of my penis.” HAAAAAAA!!! And Artie’s “why did I say that?!” look afterwards. Golden.

Kurt warming up to a high F while Burt gets the “your son’s a fag” phone call. So damn sad.

“Sometimes I just…I wish your mom was still around, y’know?” Aw, Burt. So happy you’ll find Carol.

“I don’t wanna win out of charity. I wanna win the solo because it’s right for the club. I really think that the judges at Sectionals will find a female version of Defying Gravity much more accessible.” Lies and manipulation and selfishness of Rachel Berry. And it begins.

“People just don’t like me.” “Yeah, you might wanna work on that” Yup. You might, Rachel. Too bad ya never really did unless it was to benefit you. hahaha, Puck put a lil pot in the cupcakes. I totally forgot about that. omg. There’s a loooot of flannel in that lunch room. What is that about?

Haha. Puck buying pot from Sandy. “The doctor said the shark fractured my spinal cord.” “This is why I don’t go to the aquarium.”

Sue’s mean don’t discriminate because of handicap, gender, religion, or sexual preference.

“You think this is hard? Try auditioning for Baywatch and being told they’re going in a different direction. THAT was hard.” Truth.

“Oh, I bully everyone, William. That’s the way I roll”

First official Diva-off!! I remember I soooo wanted Kurt to win, but it was all over his face that something was up ever since Burt told him about that phone call.

First sacrifice for Rachel Berry. Go.

Even back then when I liked Rachel Berry, I didn’t like her singing this song. I think my dislike of her started right around here. Like “who does she think she is, trying to sing this song better than Idina, when she knows damn well, coming from Broadway, who Idina is!?” that was me, lol. My point is I still don’t like her on this song. It has a special place in my heart and I need more of a powerhouse on it, and someone whose soul I can hear when they sing it, not just trying to sing pretty.

“’It’ is a ‘she’.” That’s a cute moment. :)

Ok. Ohhhhh boy. Finn got a job by pretending to be handicapped and stuck in a wheelchair. But wasn’t it Finn that 2 seasons later berates Quinn for not announcing that she’s improved to now be able to stand/walk to get votes for Prom Queen? I just…I refrain from comment. It’ll get ugly.

Aw, Artie is donating the money to get a ramp put in the auditorium instead of using it to get a bus to go to Sectionals with everyone. Way to take one for the team, Artie. He’s a good guy.

Sue donated the $600 to rent the bus for Sectionals. Aw. I knew something was up at that point. Lies. I knew something was up when she told Will “You don’t know the FIRST thing about me.”

Aw, Jean. This relationship was so sweet.

AWWWWW – Artie’s face after Tina kisses him!!!

Aw. Artie’s face after Tina admits that she’s faking her stutter. :(

“I’m sorry now you get to be normal and I’m gonna be stuck in this chair for the rest of my life. And that’s not something I can fake.” Aw, man. So sad.

“I’m just saying that I love you more than I love being a star.” Oh Kurt. You little angel.

Ok. There are no words for how I felt when I found out Glee was doing Proud Mary. Here’s the thing: Me and my theatre friends always go to karaoke and take turns singing this song. And then the rest of us kinda flash mob it and rush the stage once the tempo picks up in synchronized back-up dancing. And it’s the highlight of our night and the best tradition when we can get everyone together to do it. Once people came up and asked if we were some group of performers that the bar hired to come do it. It’s soooo much fun. It has such a special place in my heart. I do it now for warm-ups with my high school kids when we need to unwind. And I always use this Glee version. Cause I loves Amber Riley and Kevin McHale and Jenna Ushkowitz on it. Things like this are what make me sad that Glee-ers are graduating more than missing the show itself or the writing; the memories made along the way. And the things like this that just make me smile.

Lol, one of my friends loved the duplicity of them singing this. Cause it was ‘rollin’ for Artie and ‘Mary’ for Kurt. He was gay, so I guess he was allowed to say things like that cause he owned it, lol.

This number is so effing awesome. And the costumes and hair are super cute.

I love the behind the scenes of this where Cory talks about when Amber fell out of her wheelchair and he just heard a crash followed by incessant laughing. SOLOS: Artie (2), Rachel (1), Kurt (1), Mercedes (1), Tina (1)

#Glee Memories #Glee #lol Glee #Glee Wheels

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