#finn hudson masterlist

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Masterlist ;)

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The Hunger Games

Imagines

Finnick Odair

Wasting All These Tears On You

Don’t Be Late

Love and War

Peeta Mellark

They Don't Know About Us

Katniss Everdeen

Johanna Mason

Haymitch Abernathy

Worse Things

Cato Hadley

Marvel Sanford

Clove Kent

Coriolanus Snow

Sejanus Plinth

Series

none yet :(

Teen Wolf

Imagines

Scott McCall

Stiles Stilinski

Derek Hale

Jealousy, Jealousy

Peter Hale

Chris Argent

Lydia Martin

Issac Lahey

Allison Argent

Malia Hale/Tate

Liam Dunbar

Kira Yukimara

Series

Lupus Nox- S1 Cast, Prologue, S1 E1, S1 E2, S1 E3, S1 E4, S1 E5, S1 E6, S1 E7, S1 E8, S1 E9, S1 E10, S1 E11, S1 E12

The Maze Runner

Imagines

Thomas

Newt

Minho

Gally

Aris

Brenda

Sonya

Harriet

Series

none yet :(

Marvel

Imagines

Steve Rogers

Sparks Fly

Tony Stark

Snowflake

Bucky Barnes

Loki Laufeyson

Natasha Romanoff

Clint Barton

Logan Howlett

Peter Quill

Misery Loves Company

Gamora Ben Titan

Peter Parker

Peter Parker (TASM)

Thor Odinson

Michelle Jones-Watson

Wanda Maximoff

Pietro Maximoff

Series

none yet :(

Once Upon A Time

Imagines

Regina Mills

Emma Swan

Killian Jones

David Nolan/Prince Charming

Peter Pan

Rumplestiltskin

Neal Cassidy/Baelfire

Series

none yet :(

Bridgerton

Imagines

Anthony Bridgerton

How To Be A Heartbreaker

Colin Bridgerton

Benedict Bridgerton

King George

Simon Bassett

Eloise Bridgerton

Series

none yet :(

Harry Potter

Imagines

Harry Potter

About Time

Ron Weasley

Hermoine Granger

Fred Weasley

George Weasley

Remus Lupin

Sirius Black

James Potter

Like I Can

Draco Malfoy

Lucius Malfoy

Tom Riddle

Luna Lovegood

Bellatrix Lestrange

Series

none yet :(

Glee

Imagines

Finn Hudson

Sam Evans

Jesse St. James

Quinn Fabray

Santana Lopez

Brittany S. Pierce

Rachel Berry

Mercedes Jones

Mike Chang

Noah Puckerman

Series

none yet :(

Criminal Minds

Imagines

Aaron Hotchner

Undercover Heat

Spencer Reid

Derek Morgan

No Place Like Home

Emily Prentiss

Jennifer Jareau

Matthew Simmons

Luke Alves

Kate Callahan

Series

none yet :(

9-1-1

Imagines

Evan 'Buck" Buckley

Eddie Diaz

I Knew You Were Trouble

Bobby Nash

Athena Grant

Howard 'Chimney' Han

Maddie Buckley

Series

none yet :(

Gossip Girl

Imagines

Chuck Bass

Nate Archibald

Dan Humphrey

Serena Van Der Woodsen

Blair Waldorf

Carter Baizen

Series

none yet :(

Pitch Perfect

Imagines

Jesse Swanson

The Flirting Game

Beca Mitchell

Chloe Beale

Bumper Allen

Cynthia Rose

Benji Applebaum

Donald Walsh

Fat Amy/Patricia Hobart

Series

none yet :(

Miscellaneous

Chandler Bing

New Years Eve

We Can’t Be Friends

[embodyingchaos]

Hi! Since you are writing for Finn could you please write about the gaga episode including the reader and they help him with his red outfit or the rocky horror episode? Thank you!

❥ hi sweetheart! MY FIRST GLEE REQUEST AAAAA im so excited, i hope you like this! (so sorry this is so late!)

theatricality rewritten pairing: finn hudson x gn!reader genre: platonic, fluff, sorta angst(?) warnings: finn being sortaaa homophobic, mention of the f slur, finn being a jerk, this is like so bad im so sorry word count: 1.9k

the halls of mckinley were filled with students roaming around, conversing with one another while someone was just trying to put their books back into their locker. y/n swore as the books inside their locker fell out and plopped onto the floor, “how the hell does this even happen, i put them sideways for god’s sake.” they whispered to themselves, bending down to grab them before rearranging their positions. as they were putting their books back in, finn hudson had approached them.

“hey, y/n.” they looked up, “oh, hey finn. what’s up?” y/n asked as they closed their locker, “so many things are up. so many damn things.” he exasperatedly said, leaning his back on the wall. 

finn and y/n had been friends ever since pre-school, they used to be best friends but some things change. they both reconnected when they joined the glee club around the same time. “what is it now? rachel? quinn? puck?” “kurt.” y/n whistled lowly, “that’s a new one.” they started to walk down the hallway to head to the glee club. “what about him?” “well, my mom made us move in with him and his dad, and now- now, i’ve got to share a room with him! like the dude’s fine and all, sure, but i need my privacy and he kinda makes me feel, i don’t know, uncomfortable?” finn rambled, stuffing his hands into his pockets as his flannel brushed to the side.

y/n only chuckled, “why on earth does he make you uncomfortable?” their question makes finn fidget a bit, “he just… i’m so sure he likes me. it’s obvious. sharing a room with him is like sharing a room with a girl that likes me.” y/n gave him a weird look, “okay, i’ll pretend you didn’t just compare kurt to a girl and that you think he likes you-” “i’m not thinking it! he does!” they sighed, “right. look, if it bothers you that much, sleep in the living room. it isn’t that complicated, finn.” finn huffed and nodded as they entered the choir room.

he sat beside tina, who was looking a little off today and that’s when it clicked. “you aren’t wearing your usual goth look, t. what happened?” y/n asked her as they sat beside finn, “figgins thinks she’s a vampire and said if she wore goth any time soon, she’d get suspended.” mercedes explained, “what.” y/n deadpanned, in disbelief that their principal actually believes vampires are real.

“it’s so weird.” “this so isn’t you.” artie and finn commented, “i feel like an asian branch davidian.” tina expressed woefully, will frowned at her state. “tina, are there any other looks you can try?” mr. schuester’s question started a plenty of suggestions. “biker chick?” “cowgirl?” “hood rat.” “computer programmer!” “cross-country skier.” “catholic schoolgirl?” “a happy-meal, no onions… or a chicken.” everyone looked at brittany with concern before tina had enough of their ideas.

“look, i appreciate it, guys, but it just isn’t me. i know who i am, and i’m not allowed to show it. it’s like communism.” she begrudgingly comments before rachel stomped into the room, fervent as always.

“guys, we have a serious problem. you know, i’ve been doing some deep background on vocal adrenaline-” “isn’t that against the rules?” artie asked her, “no, not at all- or, probably. whatever!” schue shook his head at her answer, but rachel didn’t really seem to care. “anyway, what i figured out, i rooted through the dumpsters behind the carmel auditorium and i found 18 empty boxes of christmas lights.” tina’s eyes widened, “oh, no.” “which led me to joelle fabrics. i asked them about red chantilly lace and they were sold out!” rachel exclaimed and now the girls and kurt looked entirely worried. “oh, sweet jesus.” “oh, my.” mercedes and him commented, a few of the guys looked confused.

mr. schuester looked at rachel, “what?” “they’re doing gaga.” kurt explained while mercedes and rachel expressed how screwed they were. “we should have guessed it. they’re going full out theatricality. they know it’s the easiest way to beat us. damn them!” y/n took a deep breath in, they were definitely screwed.

“what’s up with this gaga dude? he just dresses weird, right? like bowie?” puck’s question made rachel scoff, “lady gaga is a woman! she’s only the biggest pop act to come along in decades! she’s boundary-pushing! the most theatrical performer of our generation, and she changes her looks faster than britt changes sexual partners.” “that’s true.” she agreed as kurt went on a rant about how amazing lady gaga is.

“it makes sense that vocal adrenaline would pay homage. it’s a brilliant move. she’s a perfect fit for them.” artie muttered, “now, hold on a second.” schue spoke up, “we might be able to kill two birds with one stone here. we can help tina find a new look and find a competitive number for regionals.” tina smiled as y/n held her hand encouragingly.

“this week, your assignment: gaga.” a round of whispers filled the room as the girls and kurt began to plot, rachel announced the ideas were coming to her, needing a pen and paper before mr. schuester pointed at his office. the boys, however, didn’t look too happy about it. y/n was pretty neutral on the topic. 

after the glee meeting, both finn and y/n walked side-by-side in the hallway as they headed to class. they turned to finn, “you look excited about gaga.” they commented sarcastically but finn didn’t catch that. “what? i’m not-” “i know. i was being sarcastic, you big doof.” y/n smiled, “come on, it isn’t so bad. lady gaga’s got some catchy hits, like just dance.” finn tilted his head, “of course, you don’t know that song. why did i even mention it?” they muttered to themselves, looking around the hallway with a bored expression.

finn let out an annoyed grunt, “why are we always doing the things the girls wanna do?” he wondered out loud, y/n pressed their lips into a firm line. “well, if that’s how you feel, then why don’t you express it to mr. schue? i’m sure he’ll understand your point of view. sometimes.” the tall boy nodded, slowly smiling. “maybe i will.” he simply said before turning back around to head to mr. schuester’s office. “aaand there he goes.” y/n quietly commented, continuing their journey to history class.

gaga week had gone extremely well, other than karofsky and azimio picking on tina and kurt, and rachel finding out that vocal adrenaline’s coach was her mom. finn had also convinced mr. schue to allow the boys to do a song by the band kiss instead of lady gaga.

y/n was getting text spams and long rants every five minutes from finn about how much of a hassle it was to live with kurt, it was honestly starting to get on their nerves. they didn’t care about it much until they got a text from the quarterback saying he had called kurt a slur when he was blinded by rage. 

finn drove to their house and was immediately met with an upset face. “i cannot believe you called him that!” they yelled as finn fell onto their bed with his hands on his face, “i know, dude. i feel really bad about it, too.” he groaned in frustration, mad at himself for being such a jerk.

“i wanna make it up to him, but i just don’t know how.” finn muttered, staring up at their bedroom’s ceiling. y/n fiddled with their oversized t-shirt before their eyes lingered on a specific costume that was hung on their closet door; their gaga costume. y/n smirked, “i have an idea.” they slyly turned towards their best friend who raised his head up with a questionable look on his face.

with that, they spent the entire night fashioning up a theatricality costume for the boy as a way to show his support for kurt and that he was different from the other guys on the football team who would judge and scrutinise everything the glee club did.

the next day, since it was the end of the week, everyone had decided to go to school in their costumes. y/n didn’t mind but it was a bit uncomfortable to get to and from class in white latex tights.

“woah! guys, why are you all in your theatricality costumes?” mr. schue asked as he walked into the choir room, “it’s the end of the week. we were kind of hoping to learn what the lesson of the assignment was.” artie told him, “well, um, you guys have had some great numbers this week but i’m not sure that i know either.” he confessed and the rest of the club chuckled with him before a voice spoke up.

“i do.” tina walked into the room in her usual goth attire, “goth tina! you’re back!” y/n exclaimed, beaming at her. the girl smiled at their enthusiasm, “i refuse to dress like somebody i’m not to be somebody i’m not, and i learned it’s good to be a little theatrical.” she said before taking a bow as everyone applauded. “there she is! she’s back!” mr. schue encouragingly announced, patting her on the back.

artie looked around amidst all the cheering, realising that two people were missing. “wait, where’s kurt? and where’s finn?” his question made everyone look around, before the revelation hit y/n. “guys, we need to go find them. now.” the entire club ventured out together through the hallways to find the two guys, which they did.

“oh my god.” “what is finn wearing?” santana stated and quinn asked, in shock. “he wanted to make up for something he did to kurt so i helped him with his gaga costume.” y/n explained, “problem was that we could only use this old shower curtain i found in my attic.” they added, snickering at the sight of their friend wearing a red, rubber-looking dress. they walked towards them as they noticed karofsky and azimio were once again bullying them. “‘cause i’m pretty sure we can take the both of you.” “yeah, but can you take all of us?” puck quipped as they backed finn up.

“okay. okay, i get it. i took biology. you know what, karofsky? we done disturbed the freak hive! the worker freaks is trying to protect the queen freak.” azimio mocked, “next time, we’ll bring some friends, too.” karofsky threatened before the two jocks walked away from the group.

rachel took off her shades, “i’m tired of everyone calling us freaks.” she complained, “well, look at us. we are freaks.” mercedes joked as everyone laughed along. finn smiled at this, “but we’re all freaks together, and we shouldn’t have to hide it.” he told them before sudden clapping attracted their attention. 

“nice job, finn. think you just figured out what the lesson was, kinda makes me wish i’d planned it.” mr. schue joked, “but mercedes is right, you do all look incredibly insane.” y/n smiled and turned to finn, high-fiving one another. “told you my plan would work.” they whispered to him as he rolled his eyes, “yeah, yeah. you’re always right, i get it.” y/n only punched him lightly on his shoulder as they all began to walk back to the choir room.

[canned-heelys]

Kink/Fluff/Angstober '24 Master List

A new fic every day of October!

Kinktober

Oct 1: Oral Fixation | Fiddleford x Stanley (Gravity Falls)

Oct 2: Phone Sex | Dean X Cas (Supernatural)

Oct 3: Pegging | Apple White x Clawdeen Wolf (Ever After High - Monster High)

Oct 4: First time | Lightning McQueen x Doc Hudson (Cars)

Oct 5: Lingerie | Normal Oak x Hermie The Unworthy (Dungeons and Daddies)

Oct 6: Cockwarming | A. J. Raffles x Bunny Manders (Raffles)

Oct 7: Strip Poker | Spiderman x Deadpool (Marvel)

Oct 8: Overstimulation | Eddie x Venom (Marvel)

Oct 9: Only One Bed | Dick Grayson x Wally West (DC)

Oct 10: Jealousy | Poe x Finn (Star Wars)

Flufftober

Oct 11: Drunk Confession | Fiddleford x Stanley (Gravity Falls)

Oct 12: Lucky Charm | Dean X Cas (Supernatural)

Oct 13: Coffee Shop AU | Apple White x Clawdeen Wolf (Ever After High - Monster High)

Oct 14: Hoodie Sharing | Lightning McQueen x Doc Hudson (Cars)

Oct 15: Mistaken Identity | Normal Oak x Hermie The Unworthy (Dungeons and Daddies)

Oct 16: "You love me?" "I always have" | A. J. Raffles x Bunny Manders (Raffles)

Oct 17: Bewitched | Spiderman x Deadpool (Marvel)

Oct 18: Pet Names | Eddie x Venom (Marvel)

Oct 19: Yearn | Dick Grayson x Wally West (DC)

Oct 20: "I hate it" "You love it" | Poe x Finn (Star Wars)

Angstober

Oct 21: You're Losing me | Fiddleford x Stanley (Gravity Falls)

Oct 22: Betrayal | Dean X Cas (Supernatural)

Oct 23: Tired of Fighting | Apple White x Clawdeen Wolf (Ever After High - Monster High)

Oct 24: Abandoned | Lightning McQueen x Doc Hudson (Cars)

Oct 25: "You're No Better" | Normal Oak x Hermie The Unworthy (Dungeons and Daddies)

Oct 26: "You're Too Good for Me" | A. J. Raffles x Bunny Manders (Raffles)

Oct 27: Miscommunication | Spiderman x Deadpool (Marvel)

Oct 28: Growing Pains | Eddie x Venom (Marvel)

Oct 29: Tear-Stained Cheek | Dick Grayson x Wally West (DC)

Oct 30: Nightmares | Poe x Finn (Star Wars)

[couchlovers]

As someone who recently got into Santana Lopez x reader, I got so excited when I saw you write that!!

Hidden Love

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YN -> your name 4,4k words hope its okay!!

Y/N Hudson never wanted to step into the spotlight. Being Finn’s twin was already enough pressure—constantly compared to her brother, whether on the football field, in the classroom, or now, in Glee Club. While Finn radiated an easygoing charm that everyone seemed to love, Y/N was more reserved, someone who preferred the comfort of blending into the background.

That all changed the day Santana Lopez decided she was interesting.

Santana wasn’t exactly known for her kindness. Quick-witted, sharp-tongued, and devastatingly gorgeous, she was the queen of McKinley’s social jungle—a Cheerio with a reputation for taking down anyone who got in her way. But there was something about Y/N that Santana couldn’t ignore.

It started small: a few snide remarks about how another Hudson didn’t need to be in Glee Club or sarcastic quips about Y/N’s quiet nature. But when Y/N fired back without missing a beat, Santana found herself taken aback—and maybe a little intrigued.

As the weeks passed, the teasing turned into something else. A partnership in a duet that left the entire Glee Club stunned. Glances exchanged during rehearsals. Conversations in the hallways that lingered longer than they should have.

Y/N wasn’t like anyone Santana had ever met. She didn’t try to impress her, didn’t care about her social status, and wasn’t afraid to call her out on her attitude. And that terrified Santana as much as it thrilled her.

But with Y/N standing in the shadow of Finn and Santana hiding behind her walls of sarcasm and bravado, both girls knew that whatever was growing between them wouldn’t come easy.

Could Santana learn to let Y/N in, even if it meant facing her fears about vulnerability and rejection? And could Y/N step out of her brother’s shadow and find the courage to fight for her own happiness—even if it meant risking her heart in the process?

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Y/N Hudson hadn’t planned on joining Glee Club. It wasn’t her scene, and she figured Finn already had that part of high school covered for both of them. But her brother had been relentless, begging her to join after Mr. Schuester’s numbers started to dwindle. It wasn’t like she could say no—Finn was her twin, and if there was one thing she couldn’t resist, it was his puppy-dog eyes.

So there she was, standing awkwardly at the front of the choir room, all eyes on her.

“Everyone, this is Y/N Hudson” Mr. Schue said with his usual enthusiasm. “She’s going to be joining us for the rest of the year. Let’s give her a warm welcome!”

The room erupted in a mix of polite claps and murmurs. Rachel Berry’s hand shot up immediately.

“Excuse me, Mr. Schue, but do we really need another Hudson in the group? No offense, Y/N, but we already have Finn, and while he’s adequate, I’m not sure we need redundancy.”

Y/N bit back a sarcastic reply, but before she could say anything, another voice cut through the room.

“Relax, Berry” Santana drawled from her seat, her dark eyes scanning Y/N with a mix of curiosity and amusement. “Maybe this one actually has talent.”

The room burst into quiet laughter, and Rachel glared at Santana, her lips pursed. Y/N didn’t miss the smirk playing on Santana’s lips or the way her gaze lingered a little too long.

“Thanks, I guess?” Y/N replied, raising an eyebrow at Santana.

Santana leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms. “Don’t thank me yet. You’ve got a lot to prove, Hudson 2.0.”

The rehearsal moved on, but Y/N couldn’t shake the feeling of Santana’s eyes on her. Every time she looked up, there Santana was, smirking like she knew something Y/N didn’t. It was equal parts infuriating and… intriguing.

By the time the bell rang, Y/N was gathering her things when Santana sauntered over, her signature confidence on full display.

“So,” Santana said, leaning against the piano. “You any good, or are you just here to ride your brother’s coattails?”

Y/N straightened, meeting Santana’s gaze head-on. “Why don’t you wait for the duet assignment and find out?”

Santana’s smirk deepened, and for a moment, she looked almost impressed. “Fair enough, Hudson. Just don’t choke when the spotlight’s on you.”

With that, she walked away, leaving Y/N both irritated and oddly intrigued. Whatever Santana Lopez’s deal was, Y/N was determined not to let her get under her skin.

Not yet, anyway.

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A week later, Mr. Schuester stood at the whiteboard with his usual enthusiasm, scribbling the words “Duet Week!” in big, bold letters.

“This week,” he announced, turning to face the class, “you’ll be paired up for a duet assignment. Singing with someone else is all about connection and trust. It’s a great way to grow as performers and as teammates.”

Y/N shifted in her seat, already feeling the weight of Finn’s expectant glance from across the room. She knew he was hoping they’d get paired together, but part of her was desperate to escape his shadow for once.

“And to make things interesting,” Mr. Schue continued, “I’ve already assigned your partners!”

The room groaned in unison.

“Rachel, you’re with Artie. Mercedes, you’re with Sam…” Mr. Schue went on, listing names until Y/N heard the one combination she hadn’t expected:

“Santana and Y/N.”

The room went dead silent for a moment before Santana’s voice broke through. “Seriously? What did I do to deserve this punishment?”

Y/N rolled her eyes but couldn’t stop her cheeks from heating. “Oh, I’m sorry—did you have someone else in mind to terrorize this week?”

A few muffled chuckles echoed through the room, and Santana’s smirk returned. “You better keep up, Hudson. I don’t do mediocre.”

“Neither do I,” Y/N shot back without missing a beat.

Santana’s eyes flashed with something unreadable—approval? Challenge? Whatever it was, it made Y/N’s stomach flip in a way she wasn’t ready to unpack.

Later that afternoon, they met in the empty choir room to rehearse. Santana was already there when Y/N arrived, lounging against the piano with an air of effortless confidence.

“About time,” Santana quipped as Y/N set her bag down. “Thought you chickened out.”

“I was debating it,” Y/N replied, shrugging. “But then I realized I couldn’t let you win that easy.”

Santana raised an eyebrow, clearly amused. “Cute. Let’s see if you can back it up.”

The two spent the next hour working through their assigned song, a soulful duet that demanded both vocal power and emotional vulnerability. Y/N quickly realized two things:

1. Santana Lopez was ridiculously talented, her voice rich and captivating in a way that sent shivers down Y/N’s spine.

2. Santana Lopez was also infuriatingly good at pushing her buttons.

“Again,” Santana said after their fourth attempt at harmonizing a tricky section.

Y/N groaned. “We’re fine, Santana. It’s not supposed to be perfect on the first day.”

“Yeah, well, I don’t settle for fine,” Santana shot back, her tone sharp. “If you can’t handle the pressure—”

“Stop,” Y/N interrupted, stepping closer. “I’m not Finn. Don’t treat me like I need training wheels, okay?”

Santana blinked, clearly caught off guard by Y/N’s sudden intensity. For a moment, the sharp edge in her expression softened.

“Okay,” Santana said quietly, her voice losing its usual bite. “Let’s take it from the top.”

When they sang the song again, something shifted. Their voices melded seamlessly, creating a connection neither of them had expected. By the time they finished, the room was silent except for their heavy breathing.

Santana turned to Y/N, her dark eyes unreadable. “Not bad, Hudson. You might actually survive this duet after all.”

Y/N smirked, grabbing her bag. “Told you I don’t do mediocre.”

As she walked out of the room, Santana watched her go, the smallest hint of a smile playing on her lips.

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By the time duet day arrived, the choir room buzzed with anticipation. Mr. Schuester had arranged for the performances to happen in front of the whole Glee Club, turning what could’ve been a casual rehearsal into a full-blown event.

Y/N stood at the side of the room, nerves bubbling beneath her calm exterior. She tried to shake it off, but knowing she was about to perform with Santana Lopez—a girl who seemed to radiate effortless confidence—didn’t exactly help.

“Relax,” Santana said as she approached, her tone casual but her eyes sharp. “You’re not gonna blow it. I won’t let you.”

“Wow,” Y/N said with a teasing smirk. “Was that… encouragement?”

“Don’t get used to it,” Santana shot back, though the corner of her mouth lifted in a small grin. She leaned in slightly, her voice dropping low. “Just stick close to me, Hudson. We’ll kill it.”

The moment Santana stepped into Y/N’s space, the nerves faded, replaced by a buzzing energy that made her pulse race.

When it was their turn, the room quieted as Santana and Y/N took center stage. The music started—a soulful ballad with a fiery edge that suited them perfectly.

Santana began the first verse, her voice sultry and commanding, instantly drawing the room’s attention. By the time Y/N joined in, her voice blending effortlessly with Santana’s, the room seemed to hold its breath.

Their chemistry was undeniable. The way they moved around each other, their gazes locking during the chorus—it was electric. When Santana reached out and brushed Y/N’s hand during a particularly emotional line, it sent a visible ripple through the room.

As they hit the final note, their voices soared together in perfect harmony. Santana took a step closer, her dark eyes locked on Y/N, and for a brief moment, the world outside the music didn’t seem to exist.

When the song ended, the room erupted into applause. Finn clapped loudly, a proud grin on his face, while Rachel looked torn between admiration and frustration at being upstaged.

Y/N turned to Santana, still catching her breath. “Told you we’d kill it.”

Santana smirked, but instead of her usual biting remark, she did something unexpected: she grabbed Y/N’s hand, lacing their fingers together as they walked back to their seats.

The move didn’t go unnoticed. Finn’s eyes widened, and whispers spread across the room, but Santana didn’t seem to care.

When they sat down, Y/N leaned closer, her voice low so only Santana could hear. “Not exactly subtle, Lopez.”

“Don’t care,” Santana replied, her smirk softening into something almost shy. “You deserved that moment—and so did I.”

Y/N felt her cheeks flush, but she didn’t pull her hand away. For the first time, she realized that maybe Santana’s confidence wasn’t the armor it seemed to be.

And as Santana gave her hand a gentle squeeze, Y/N decided she didn’t mind the spotlight—not if Santana Lopez was standing beside her.

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The days following their duet were a whirlwind. Between Glee rehearsals, classes, and Finn’s constant questions about “what’s up with you and Santana,” Y/N barely had time to think. Not that it mattered—because every time she saw Santana, her mind was already full of her.

They’d somehow fallen into a rhythm: stolen moments in the hallways, lingering touches during rehearsals, and an unspoken understanding that whatever was happening between them, it wasn’t something either of them could easily explain—or ignore.

One afternoon, Y/N found herself leaning against the lockers, waiting for Santana after cheer practice. The hallway was quiet, most students already gone for the day, leaving just the hum of fluorescent lights and the faint echo of distant chatter.

When Santana appeared, her ponytail slightly messy and her cheer uniform looking a little too perfect, Y/N felt her stomach flip.

“What’re you doing here?” Santana asked, raising an eyebrow but smirking as she approached.

Y/N shrugged, trying to look casual. “Thought I’d walk you to your car. Unless you’ve got some Cheerio-related emergency?”

Santana rolled her eyes but didn’t hide her smile. “Please, like I’d let you waste your time on something that boring.”

As they walked out of the school, Santana bumped her shoulder lightly against Y/N’s. “So, you’re my personal escort now? Should I be flattered?”

Y/N laughed. “I don’t know. Are you?”

“Maybe” Santana replied, her tone teasing but her gaze softer than usual.

They reached Santana’s car, and for a moment, neither of them moved to leave. Instead, they leaned against the hood, the cool evening air wrapping around them.

“Do you ever get tired of it?” Y/N asked suddenly, breaking the comfortable silence.

Santana glanced at her. “Tired of what?”

“Keeping up the act,” Y/N said, her voice quieter now. “Pretending like nothing ever gets to you.”

Santana’s smirk faltered, and for a moment, Y/N thought she’d gone too far. But then Santana let out a soft laugh, shaking her head.

“You’re annoying, you know that?” Santana said, but there was no bite in her tone. “Always trying to figure me out.”

“Maybe I just like knowing the real you” Y/N said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Santana looked at her then, really looked at her, like she was trying to decide something. For a second, Y/N thought she might say something, but instead, Santana reached out and flicked a strand of hair off Y/N’s face.

“You’re a dork” Santana said, her voice softer than Y/N had ever heard it.

“And you’re deflecting” Y/N shot back with a grin.

Santana laughed, shaking her head again. “Whatever, Hudson.” But she didn’t move away.

Later that night, Y/N lay in bed, replaying the moment in her mind. She could still feel the warmth of Santana’s touch, hear the soft laugh she never showed anyone else.

What was this thing between them? And why was it so hard to just say it out loud?

On the other side of town, Santana sat in her room, staring at her phone. She’d typed and deleted the same message at least ten times, her fingers hovering over the screen.

“I think I like you.”

It wasn’t like her to be scared of saying how she felt, but this was different. Y/N was different.

With a sigh, Santana tossed her phone onto the bed and flopped back onto her pillow. Maybe tomorrow she’d figure out what to say. Or maybe, she thought with a small smile, Y/N would say it first.

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For a while, everything felt like a balancing act. Santana and Y/N were careful—too careful. They’d learned how to hide their relationship behind playful banter, stolen glances, and secret touches when no one was looking. But it was only a matter of time before the truth began slipping through the cracks.

It didn’t take long before Sue Sylvester, ever the schemer, noticed the tension between Santana and Y/N. Sue’s sharp eyes had already caught the subtle shifts in their dynamic, and with her usual penchant for stirring up trouble, she wasted no time spreading the word. It wasn’t long before everyone in the Glee Club knew about the secret connection between the two of them.

The whispers started—first quietly, then growing louder with each passing day. Rachel made a few passive-aggressive remarks, Artie shot knowing glances, and even Kurt seemed to have a comment on everything. But none of that compared to the storm brewing with Puck.

Puck, as it turned out, didn’t just resent the idea of them together—he was furious. Furious that Y/N was with Santana, furious that she was slipping away from him.

By the end of rehearsal one afternoon, Puck had had enough. As the last note of their final song echoed through the room, he stormed up to Y/N, his face twisted with anger.

“You and Lopez?” he spat, his words laced with jealousy. “What the hell do you see in her?”

Y/N, caught off guard by the venom in his voice, took a step back. “Puck, what’s your problem? She’s my friend—”

“Friend?” Puck interrupted, his voice rising. “You’re more than friends, and you think she’s just gonna play nice? You’re too damn naive, Y/N. She’ll break you in half, you know that?”

Before Y/N could say another word, Puck shoved her hard into the corner of the school hallway, slamming her into the cold metal lockers. The force of it made her head spin, and before she could catch her breath, Puck’s fist collided with her side. She gasped, the pain shooting up her ribs.

“Stay the hell away from her,” Puck growled, his grip tightening on Y/N’s arm. “I don’t care what you think you have with her, but if you keep this up, you’re gonna regret it.”

With that, Puck let go, shoving Y/N against the lockers once more before storming off, leaving her trembling, bruised, and with a sinking feeling that things had just gone from bad to worse.

Later that night, Y/N stumbled home, the weight of the day pressing down on her shoulders. She tried to hide the pain as best she could, but the bruises were hard to ignore. She dragged herself up the stairs to her room, the exhaustion weighing heavily on her.

But when she walked into her room, she froze.

Santana was lounging on her bed, her legs kicked up, her arms behind her head like she owned the place. She raised an eyebrow as Y/N stood in the doorway.

“What took you so long?” Santana asked, the hint of concern in her voice barely masked by her usual playful tone.

Y/N’s heart sank as she tried to keep the bruises hidden, but it was no use. Santana’s sharp eyes immediately caught the swelling around Y/N’s eyes, the busted lip, the deep purple bruises scattered across her arms.

“You’ve got to be kidding me,” Santana muttered, sitting up quickly. “What happened?”

Y/N hesitated, not wanting to admit what had happened, but there was no way to hide it. She let out a sigh and finally spoke. “Puck… He doesn’t like that I’m with you. He, uh, he shoved me around a little.”

Santana’s eyes darkened, the usually confident girl now filled with concern and fury. She reached for Y/N’s face gently, her fingers brushing over the bruises.

“I’m gonna kill him,” Santana growled under her breath.

Y/N laughed softly, despite the pain. “You’re not gonna kill him. Just… just help me, okay?”

Santana’s eyes softened as she leaned in closer, her breath warm against Y/N’s skin. “Of course I’ll help you,” she whispered, the usual sarcasm replaced with something deeper. “But first, I’m gonna take care of you.”

She moved to sit next to Y/N, grabbing an ice pack from her bag and carefully pressing it to Y/N’s swollen eye. The tender touch made Y/N’s heart race, a mix of tenderness and the undeniable attraction between them that was hard to ignore.

“You know,” Santana said, her voice low and flirtatious as she applied a gentle pressure to the ice pack, “I think you’ve got a thing for getting yourself into trouble, huh?”

Y/N chuckled, wincing slightly from the pressure. “Maybe I do.”

Santana leaned in, brushing her lips against Y/N’s temple. “Well, if you keep letting people like Puck get in your way, you’re gonna have me to answer to.”

Y/N felt a smile tug at her lips, despite the pain. “You’re not scared of him, are you?”

Santana’s eyes twinkled with mischief as she shifted closer. “Not in the slightest.”

Before Y/N could respond, Santana kissed her gently on the lips, the tenderness in the kiss leaving Y/N breathless. It was soft at first, like Santana was trying to reassure her, but then it deepened, a quiet promise between them.

As they pulled away, Santana kept her face close, their breaths mingling. “Don’t you ever hide from me again, Y/N. I’ll always have your back, got it?”

Y/N nodded, feeling the warmth of Santana’s words settle in her chest. “Got it.”

The next day, after school, Y/N arrived at Glee rehearsal early, hoping to avoid any more confrontations. But when she walked in, she saw Santana standing beside Finn, both of them glaring at Puck, who was already in the room, arms crossed.

“Puck,” Santana said, her voice low but filled with authority, “we need to talk.”

Finn stepped forward, his voice firm. “You lay another hand on Y/N, and I swear to God, I’ll make you regret it.”

Puck, caught between the two of them, looked furious but also uncomfortable. “I don’t care what you think. She’s my friend, and I don’t like seeing her with you.”

Santana didn’t flinch. “It’s none of your damn business who Y/N’s with. You don’t get to put your hands on her. Ever.”

“Yeah, man,” Finn added, his usual laid-back demeanor replaced with something stronger. “You’re out of line.”

Puck’s anger was evident, but as he looked between Finn and Santana, he seemed to realize he was outnumbered. He muttered something under his breath and stormed off, leaving the room in tense silence.

Y/N stood at the back of the room, watching the confrontation unfold. She felt a strange sense of relief wash over her—finally, someone had stood up for her. And it wasn’t just anyone. It was Santana.

As the door slammed behind Puck, Santana turned to Y/N, her eyes softening. “You’re not alone in this, okay?”

Y/N smiled at her, the bruises on her body forgotten for a moment. “I know. Thanks for having my back.”

Santana’s smile was warm, a rare sight that made Y/N’s heart flutter. “Always.”

And in that moment, Y/N knew that no matter what came next, they’d face it together.

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The weeks after the confrontation with Puck had been tense, but also oddly liberating. Santana and Y/N had never been more sure of each other. With Puck staying out of their way and the rest of the Glee Club getting used to the idea of their relationship, it felt like everything was finally falling into place. And with every stolen moment, every whispered promise between them, the connection between them grew stronger.

But nothing was quite as bold as what happened on a crisp Friday afternoon, just after Glee rehearsal had ended.

It was the end of the week, and everyone was gathered in the school courtyard, chatting, laughing, and getting ready to head home. Y/N and Santana had grown accustomed to holding hands in secret, but today, something was different. Y/N felt the weight of the moment, the desire to stop hiding, to embrace what they had, no matter what anyone thought.

Santana, noticing the flicker of determination in Y/N’s eyes, raised an eyebrow, sensing that something was about to change.

“What’s up, Hudson?” Santana asked, her voice teasing yet with a touch of concern.

“I’m tired of this secret,” Y/N replied, her voice steady. “I don’t care who knows anymore.”

Santana’s lips curled into a grin. “You sure about that? Because once we do this, there’s no going back.”

Y/N nodded. “I’m sure. Let’s stop pretending.”

Before Santana could respond, Y/N took a deep breath and stepped forward, pulling Santana into a slow, deliberate kiss right in the middle of the courtyard. It wasn’t hidden, no secret gestures, no quick pecks—just a kiss, deep and meaningful, the kind they’d been holding back for so long.

The world around them seemed to pause. Their friends—Rachel, Finn, Kurt, Artie—watched in stunned silence. Some gasped, others smiled knowingly, and a few even clapped. It wasn’t a grand spectacle, but the warmth and openness of the moment were undeniable.

When they finally pulled apart, both Santana and Y/N were breathless, smiling in that way that only the two of them shared. The world felt right, and for the first time in a long time, there were no barriers between them.

“You didn’t have to do that,” Santana said softly, her forehead resting against Y/N’s. “But I’m glad you did.”

“I wanted to,” Y/N whispered, her heart racing as she looked around at the surprised but mostly supportive faces of their friends. “I want everyone to know who I’m with. I want them to see us, to see you.”

Santana grinned and kissed Y/N again, this time with a little more urgency, a little more heat. The crowd around them murmured, some teasing, some congratulating, but all of them clearly accepting of the couple in their midst. The tension that had once surrounded their relationship had evaporated, and in its place, there was only love and acceptance.

As the kiss broke, Santana turned to face their friends, her hand still entwined with Y/N’s. “So, this is happening,” she said, her voice full of mischief. “Get used to it.”

Rachel, ever the dramatic one, clapped her hands, breaking the silence with a bright smile. “Finally!” she exclaimed. “You two were way too cute to keep this a secret. I’m glad you guys are being real now.”

Kurt and Artie exchanged looks and then nodded. “It’s about time,” Artie said with a grin. “You two are perfect for each other.”

Finn walked up to them, shaking his head but smiling. “Well, I can’t say I didn’t see this coming. But seriously, Y/N, if anyone gives you a hard time again, I’ll deal with it.”

Santana rolled her eyes playfully. “Not like we need anyone to defend us. But thanks, big guy,” she added, smirking at Finn.

Y/N chuckled, squeezing Santana’s hand tighter. “Yeah, we’re good. Nothing’s gonna stop us now.”

They shared a quiet moment, surrounded by their friends, who were all watching with understanding smiles. It was clear to everyone that Santana and Y/N had something real, something strong—and that nothing and no one could break it.

As the day came to a close, the two of them stayed close, walking side by side, their hands never letting go. The PDA wasn’t forced or out of place; it felt natural, like they were finally free to be who they were, no shame, no hiding. Santana stole a kiss here and there, pulling Y/N close whenever the moment felt right, and Y/N couldn’t help but smile each time, her heart swelling with happiness.

By the time they reached the school parking lot, Santana stopped walking and turned to Y/N, her eyes soft with affection. “You sure about this?” she asked again, though this time, her voice was full of warmth, not uncertainty.

Y/N grinned, leaning in for another kiss. “Absolutely.”

And in that moment, surrounded by friends, by laughter, and by the feeling of finally being free to love, Y/N knew—everything was exactly how it was supposed to be. She had found her place, her love, and nothing could ever tear that apart.

[girlkisser13]

glee masterlist

a/n: normalize separating the actor from the character.

artie abrams

blaine anderson

brittany s. pierce

finn hudson

jacob "jake" puckerman

jesse st. james

kitty wilde

kurt hummel

lucy quinn fabray

marley rose

mercedes jones

mike chang

noah "puck" puckerman

rachel berry

ryder lynn

samuel "sam" evans

santana lopez

sebastian smythe

tina cohen-chang

[thealtoduck]

Masterlist: Glee

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Sam Evans:

Waiting for tonight

Valentine’s Day at Mckinley High (Part 1)

Valentine’s Day at Mckinley High (Part 2) (Smut)

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Finn Hudson:

Motivation

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No Pairing:

Original Song

Physical

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Glee OC Masterlist (K-Z)

(A-J)

Name: Kaipo Steele

Fic: How Far I’ll Go

Love Interest: Jake Puckerman

FC: Auli'i Cravhalo

Name: Karina Jimenez

Fic: Walk In The Sun

Love Interest: Brittany Pierce

FC: Melissa Barrera

Name: Knox Berry

Fic: Berry Beautiful

Love Interest: Sugar Motta

FC: Noah Centineo

Name: Kyra Puckerman

Fic: A Rose By Any Other Name

Love Interest: Marley Rose

FC: Antonia Gentry

Name: Leonard Sparrow

Fic: Mirror In The Sky

Love Interest: Sebastian Smythe

FC: Logan Lerman

Name: Marceline Giles

Fic: Dancing Through Life

Love Interest: Mike Chang

FC: Sofia Carson

Name: Marigold Stinson

Fic: Walk Walk Fashion Baby

Love Interest: Sam Evans & Mercedes Jones

FC: Josie Totah

Name: Nico Nichols

Fic: Like A Prayer

Love Interest: Sam Evans & Mercedes Jones

FC: Michael Evans Behling

Name: Ramona Harris

Fic: Love Song

Love Interest: Rachel Berry & Quinn Fabray

FC: Victoria Justice

Name: Reagan Harlow

Fic: Show Stoppin’ Number

Love Interest: Santana Lopez, Noah Puckerman

FC: Sarah Jeffery

Name: Saoirse Flanagan

Fic: Luck of the Irish

Love Interest: Mike Chang, Ryder Lynn, Artie Abrams endgame

FC: Brenna D'Amico

Name: Scott Macmillan

Fic: Slapshot Romance

Love Interest: Brittany Pierce, Sugar Motta, Finn Hudson endgame

FC: Jack Falahee

Name: Sophia Hummel

Fic: The Tiniest Lifeboat

Love Interest: Mercedes Jones

FC: Mary Mouser

Name: Steve Schuester

Fic: Faithfully

Love Interest: Jesse St. James, Rachel Berry, Quinn Fabray

FC: Mitchell Hope

Name: Warren Anderson

Fic: Perfect Son

Love Interest: Sebastian Smythe or Hunter Clarington or an OC

FC: Dylan Sprayberry

Name: Xavier Carver

Fic: Still Frames In Your Mind

Love Interest: Quinn Fabray

FC: Charles Melton

Name: Zeke Beiste

Fic: Take Me On

Love Interest: Kitty Wilde, Marley Rose

FC: Booboo Stewart

[jjsmaybank20]

I know i made a request and you’ve done it, so mf good btw. But i miss Corey :(

Could you do a Kurt x f reader x finn?

They’re all siblings and it’s like either she and Kurt going through his room with Carol and Burt and saying their favourite memories and it like plays out yk? like it says their thoughts and actions through the memory

ORRRRR

its like, mandatory sibling bonding day (Carol and Burt made them bc it’s at the start of their relationship, y/n and finn are siblings or Kurt and y/n are siblings and the other is their best friend) Kurt and Finn are arguing over what to do and y/n figures out a way for them both to enjoy it since she was ok with either idea. Everyone’s happy and they have a really good day and at the end of the day Santana comes to pick up her friend (gf) and they both go protective brothers on her ass. y/n is like ‘we’re not even dating, jesus. Chill with the protective brother thing.’ and gets mad bc of the things they say, mostly bc they say it’s a date or something but y/n is mad bc Santana isn’t out. so some angst *evil smile* and they get an assignment in glee club and sing to her as an apology kinda thing?

Ghosts

Finn Hudson x fem!reader x Kurt Hummel

Summary: Dealing with the loss of your older brother is harder than you thought. Nothing can prepare you for the pain that comes from it.

Warnings: ANGST ANGST ANGST (loss of a loved one)

Word Count: 2.0k

A/N: Sorry this took so long! I kept getting distracted.

navigation glee masterlist

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Losing someone you love is always difficult. Losing a sibling is another kind of pain. It’s indescribable. One day, you’re talking to them on the phone and joking about how they were failing some classes, the next, they’re just gone. You can never talk to them again.

You walk into your parents house, trying to mentally prepare yourself for cleaning out your late brother’s room. You hear your mother and step-father already in the room, getting started with some boxes and other supplies. As you walk closer, you hear the front door open as your step-brother enters the house. 

Standing in the doorframe of Finn’s room, you can’t help the lump that forms in your throat. Your brother was your best friend. So many memories were made in this room, from having serious conversations to doing the stupidest stuff. 

Your mother catches sight of you, and sees your contorted face. When you look at her face, you can see dried tear streaks along with some fresh tears already forming in her eyes. She quickly gets up and pulls you into a hug, which is quickly joined by Burt and Kurt.

Pulling back, you hug each of them individually. When you get to Kurt, you hold him for as long as he allows you. You can feel his tears seeping through your shirt, but you pay no attention to it. Instead, you let him sob into your chest. 

“Let it out. That’s it. Just… let it out.” You pat his back comfortingly, trying to bring a small amount of solace to the man that you are so happy is still around, alive, and kicking. When you finally pull apart, you both turn to face your parents. 

Looking choked up, Burt hesitantly asks, “How’ve you two been holding up?” You shrug, worried that if you start talking about how it’s been for you that you would start crying. Carol grabs one of your hands and squeezes while Kurt keeps a firm grip on your other one.

Kurt then sits the couple down and pulls out a few boxes that the two of you had labeled donate, keep, and throw away. They look at them haphazardly, and Kurt starts to explain what he was trying to do. “I marked these boxes so it would be easier to separate things.” Carol mutters out a faint, “Thanks, honey.”

Noticing her distantness, Burt puts his hand on her back. “You don’t have to do this now. It can wait.” Kurt shrugs, trying to help out by saying, “There’s no timetable.” You bend down so that you are at eye level with your mom and you grab her hands. “It’s going to be hard, mom. We can do this at your own pace.”

Carol shifts slightly, saying softly, “No. We should do it now. Or else, I’m afraid I’ll never do it.” Kurt shifts over towards a pile of Finn’s old football stuff. He pulls out a football with a bunch of names on it, including yours and his. Letting out a soft laugh, he says, “Oh, look. It’s the ball from the first game we ever scored at.”

He playfully moves his hand as if he was doing the Single Ladies dance, before tossing the ball to Burt. “You should keep this, dad.” Burt laughs slightly, gesturing with the football. “That’s the weirdest football game I’ve ever been to.” You laugh slightly, adding, “That’s the weirdest game of football I’ve ever played. That’s including the Monster Mash one.”

Clearly paying attention to something else, Kurt moves towards a familiar lamp in the corner of the room. “It’s the faggy lamp from my Marlena Dietrich collection.” You glance over at it, recognizing it as the one that your older brother had insulted oh so long ago. You knew he didn’t mean to be that mean about it, and he took it like a champ when both you and Burt yelled at him.

Seemingly remembering the same thing that you had, Carol stood up from where she was bent over. “I think he kept it in here to prove a point to Burt.” Burt looks at the lamp sadly before moving closer to it. “You know, if it’s okay with everyone, I think I’d like to keep that lamp.” Carol waves her hand around, taking a breath. “No, it’s not okay with me, that thing is awful.”

You laugh airily, subtly agreeing with your mother. Burt puts his hand on the lamp. “I need a lamp in my office at the shop.” He tears up, and his voice cracks slightly. “I tore into him about this lamp. You know, I was right in principle, but, you know, come on, the kid didn’t have a prejudiced bone in his body. And I knew what he meant when he was calling it faggy. I wasn’t teaching him a lesson in tolerance, I was teaching myself one he was just unlucky enough to be there for it.��� 

You move towards him, putting your hand on his back. You pull him into you while saying, “I yelled at him too. He knew what he said was wrong, and he fixed it immediately. Finn was the most caring man I’ve ever known.” Burt nods into your chest, tearing up. Carol looks at him and says sadly, “Finn knew how you felt about him, honey. Kind of liked it when you yelled at him.” 

Burt covers his mouth with his hand, tears gathering in his eyes. “Should’ve hugged him more. No, no, I was always… you know, we’d fist bump, or we’d high-five, but… should’ve given him more hugs. You know, the last time I saw him, he was so bummed out, about some test at school, and I just, you know… told him to get back at it, you know? He’s worth it.” The tears start dropping down his face, and you start crying as well.

“Was the perfect time for a hug. But for whatever reason, I just gave him a pat on the back, and that’s that. Now he’s gone.” You pull Burt back into your embrace, trying to help make up for all the time when he didn’t hug his other son. Out of the corner of your eye, you see something shiny. You pull away from your step-father and move towards it.

When you pull out a trophy, you start crying even harder. Kurt comes towards you, slightly confused as to why you were crying over a trophy. He sees a bin full of them in front of you, and you’re holding onto the oldest looking one tightly while sobbing.

He pulls you towards him, muttering, “Hey, hey! It’s alright, it’s okay. What are these?” You hold it out to him, and hiccup before you start speaking. “When we were younger, Finn lost a little league championship. He was super disappointed and sad. I had just won my softball championship, and everyone on my team got one of these little trophies. I saw how sad Finn was, and at age six, I scratched out the words ‘Softball Championship’ and wrote in sharpie ‘Best Big Brother Award’. He loved it, and I gave him one every single year for his birthday after that. This is the very first one. He…” Your voice cracks again as the tears start reforming. “He kept them all. Every single one of them.”

Kurt turns around to look at Carol, who is crying and putting Finn’s varsity jacket in the donate bin. He reaches forward and grabs it. “Oh, don’t… don’t donate that. I want it. Seeing him come down the hallway wearing this, it was like Superman had arrived.” He puts it on and snuggles further into it, the arms being too long for him. “God, his arms were long.”

Carol sniffles. “I always thought that when I, uh. How do parents go on when they lose a child? You know, when I would see that stuff on the news, I turned it off because it was just to horrible to think, but I would always think, how do they wake up every day? I mean, ah- how-” She seemingly loses her breath. “How do they breathe? But you do wake up. And for just a second, you forget. And then, oh, you remember. Yeah, that’s like getting that call, again and again, every time. You don’t get to stop waking up. You have to keep on being a parent, even though you don’t get to have a child anymore.”

She starts sobbing, and you, Burt, and Kurt all rush forward to pull her into a group hug. 

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Walking into the music room didn’t feel the same without your brother’s presence. You weren’t used to him not being there, ready to pull you into a headlock and noogie you until you tapped out. The rest of the glee kids and your old friends filed into the room, while you stayed standing in front of them.

You clasp your hands together in front of you uncomfortably. You clear your throat, making everyone settle down and look at you with sympathy and sadness in their eyes. “This is weird without him. God, I miss him. So, um, this is for Finn. The best brother and best friend anyone could ever have.”

The band starts playing, and you take a deep breath before you start to sing.

(Ghosts by Banners)

(Bold is singing, Italics is memories)

I hear noises

Awoken from my sleep

I'm haunted by the thoughts, I creep

If the earth quakes down, buildings fall

I'm pulling pictures off, from our bones, till you say

Here, here I am

Oh, and here, here I am

Oh, oh

Finn was walking down the hall towards his next class. Suddenly, you jump on his back, surprising him so much that he turns around ready to punch you. When he realizes that it’s just his sister, he lets out a breath. “Oh my god, I almost hit you. Don’t do that!” He then slings his arm around your shoulder and walks with you the rest of the way to your next class.

All the ghosts

They float, float around us

How they turned all our dreams into dust

We saved your mother

But darling then there was no spark left for us

We won the battle, but lost the heart

And now I know that here, here I am

Oh and here, here I am

“Do you ever think about what it would be like if dad was still around?” You look up from where you are reading a book, startled by the sudden question from your brother. “I mean, yeah, I guess.” Finn glances over at you, and you can tell that he is about to ask you something else. “Do you miss him?” You put your book down and think about it for a second. “I honestly don’t remember him all that well. And anyway, I think Burt is a better father than he could ever be.” Finn considers that for a second before nodding. “You know what, you’re right. How’d you get so damn smart?” You smile at him before saying, “Got it from you, bro.”

Oh, hard to believe

It's said and done, hard to believe

It's not dead and gone

I want to believe

All is well that ends well

But I just can't convince myself

Can't touch the stars, or make them shine

Fight the tide, until the day we die

Can't touch the stars, can't make them shine

But you know I'll try

Can't touch the stars, or make them shine

Fight the tide, until the day we die

Can't touch the stars, can't make them shine

But you know I'll try

For you I'll try

You finish singing with tears rolling down your face. The glee club sits in silence for a second before Kurt gets up to hug you, and the rest follow quickly behind. They hold you until you calm down a little. You wipe away the tears before pulling everyone back in and quickly muttering, “I love you guys so much. I am so happy you are still here.”

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[randomestfandoms-ocs]

Album: The Good Witch (Maisie Peters)

my favourite album truly like ik my brand is taylor but actually maisie is my favourite

also first of all every single song is a betty song (within her canon, this is a betty album) but that's boring so throwing in some other ocs too and second of all i really need to keep working on the edit series

The Good Witch – Kirsty Gilmore

Coming Of Age – so so so many ocs but Lilibeth Anderson

Watch – Dolly Corcoran x Jesse St James

Body Better – Betty Fabray x Xander Smythe (ft Kitty Wilde)

Want You Back – Carla Vasquez Brice x Xander Smythe

The Band And I – Betty & The Band (fun fact 1: this is her fic title once i stop being lazy/update the masterlist / fun fact 2: within canon, she writes this for the band and it's the final song of New Directions for her)

You’re Just A Boy (And I’m Kinda The Man) – Betty Fabray x Xander Smythe

Lost The Breakup – Betty Fabray x Xander Smythe

Wendy – so so many but again, Betty Fabray x Xander Smythe

Run – too many ships to decide so we're gonna say Betty x Xander again oof

Two Weeks Ago – Carla Vasquez Brice x Aaron Kennedy

BSC – Ophelia Wayne x Jason Skolimski

Therapy – Evie Van Der Woodsen x @cecexwrites' Finn Rockwell forever

There It Goes – Kirsty Gilmore!!!!!! this is the title of her AYITL fic too!

History Of Man – Nikki Rogers!!!! also Helena Jackson & Summer Sol (and others others others but especially them)

Holy Revival – Roxie Flores

Yoko – Colton Cartwright x Finn Hudson

The Song – lowkey every glee oc but Carla Vasquez Brice x Aaron Kennedy

Guy On A Horse – Betty Fabray x Xander Smythe, of course

Truth Is – Betty Fabray x Xander Smythe (honestly if anyone is surprised at this point... that's not on me lmao)

The Last One – Kirsty Gilmore x Jess Mariano!! (but also @the-witching-ash's Richie Gilmore about Kirsty 🥺 gilmore twins my loves)

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Glee OCs Masterlist [A-K]

Name: Alaska Devon

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Noah Puckerman

Quote: And you know damn well, for you I would ruin myself a million little times.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Madison Iseman

Name: Audrey Clay

Pronouns: she/her

Story: The Band And I

LI: TBD

Quote: Love yourself, girl, or nobody will.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Barbie Ferreira

Name: Benjamin Evans

Pronouns: he/him

Story: Untitled

LI: TBD

Quote: Any you've got a smile that can light up this whole town.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Kit Connor

Name: Carina Fabray

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Rachel Berry

Quote: The very idea that you're too kind, too sensitive, too emotional, too enthusiastic, too loving is bat-shit preposterous.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Aimee Lou Wood

Name: Chrissy Chamberlain

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Tina Cohen-Chang

Quote: I've been so lucky, I am the girl with golden hair.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Peyton List

Name: Christine Schuester

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Coming Of Age

LI: Finn Hudson; Quinn Fabray; eventual Quinn Fabray & Sam Evans

Quote: I am holding my loneliness and she is a teenage girl with puffy eyes, and I love her more than I have ever loved anyone.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Maisie Peters

Name: Connie Sanchez

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Edge Of Great

LI: Marley Rose

Quote: It's not what you lost, it's what you'll gain, raising your voice to the rain.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Madison Reyes

Name: Cosette Chamberlain

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Cooper Anderson

Quote: Please don't ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize everywhere.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Tilly Keeper

Name: Dahlia Jones

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Brittany Pierce

Quote: She was sunshine, I was midnight rain.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: China Anne Mcclain

Name: Dorothy Berry

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Mercedes Jones

Quote: I'm so tired of being the girl I am.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Emma Mackey

Name: Dulcie Klempt

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: TBD

Quote: The seats are empty, the theatre is dark. Why do you keep acting?

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Kristine Froseth

Name: Ellie Duke

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Coming Of Age; [Multi]

LI: N/A

Quote: When you grow up, you should be just like you.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Abby Ryder Fortson

Name: Elliott Walker

Pronouns: he/him

Story: True Colors

LI: Rory Flanagan

Quote: I want to be great or nothing.

Pinterest: X

FC: Tom Holland

Dance Team: Charlie Fenlon - Duncan Dayrell - Gigi Collier - Hannah Gloss - Lau Reed - Louis Aster - Rosamund Gaulett

Name: Emmett Dove

Pronouns: he/him

Story: Untitled

LI: Waverly Jones

Quote: Even in my worst times you could see the best of me.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Nicholas Galitzine

Name: Garreth Duke

Pronouns: he/him

Story: Coming Of Age; [Multi]

LI: Emma Pillsbury

Quote: Be the reason someone feels welcomed, seen, heard, valued, loved and supported.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Paul Rudd

Name: Honey Hayes

Pronouns: she/her & they/them

Story: The Band And I

LI: TBD

Quote: I am bitter. I am seventeen. I am searching for the exit.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Sophie Thatcher

Name: Jake Berry

Pronouns: he/him

Story: Untitled

LI: Blaine Anderson

Quote: Be gentle with me. I'm more delicate than I look.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Felix Mallard

Name: Jean St James

Pronouns: she/her

Story: The Rose Song

LI: TBD

Quote: How silly of me to forget that I am the love of my life.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Olivia Rodrigo

Name: Jennifer Glynn

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Linda Berry

Quote: How can I ask anyone to love me when all I do is beg to be left alone?

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Liz Gillies

Name: Kathleen Bao

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Artie Abrams

Quote: Just because my dreams are different than yours doesn't mean they're unimportant.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Lana Condor

Name: Kaylee Hummel

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

LI: Sam Evans

Quote: Gonna find the strength, find the melody, 'cause you showed me how to do it.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Danielle Rose Russell

Name: Kipp Hudson

Pronouns: he/him

Story: Untitled

LI: Noah Puckerman; Brittany Pierce; endgame Mike Chang

Quote: Mother says I was a dancer before I could walk. She says I began to sing long before I could talk.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Milo Manheim

[grahamzcracker]

— glee masterlist

quinn fabray : N/A (coming soon…? 💭)

santana lopez : N/A

brittany s. pierce : N/A

marley rose : N/A

finn hudson : N/A

sam evans : N/A

requests : open ! if there’s a character who isn’t on here that u want to send a req for, u can still send the request, i’ll more than likely consider writing for whoever it is!

(i will say tho that i will not do any requests for canonly gay characters unless its platonic because i do not write male reader ! ^_^)

[embodyingchaos]

(╥ ω ╥) glee masterlist

last updated: 22nd september, 2023 newest: definitely deserved(glee x gn!reader)

rules for requesting: ✮ disclaimer: i do not do smut, i can do dark themes such as stalking, etc. requests are open.

glee definitely deserved genre: glee x gn!reader, platonic, angst warnings: light violence, light assault, sebastian being an ASSHOLE, not rlly a character x reader synopsis: sebastian wants to take mj, sebastian is being an asshole, y/n's had just about enough of this asshole. finn hudson theatricality rewritten genre: finn hudson x gn!reader, platonic, fluff, sorta angst(?) warnings: finn being sortaaa homophobic, mention of the f slur, finn being a jerk, this is like so bad im so sorry synopsis: reader helps finn make amends with kurt by helping him with his gaga costume. rory flanagan - none yet. joe hart - none yet.

[undrcssed]

MASTERLIST

A masterlist of muses that I have played throughout the years, that I am always willing to play. I do need to go over some of the FC's and probably make some changes since this list is YEARS old. But I will do that and update it!!

Abigail ‘Abbi’ Abrams FC: Victoria Justice 

Addison Smollen FC: Kendall Jenner 

Allison ‘Alli’ Ortiz FC: Madison Beer 

Amelia ‘Mia’ Abrams FC: Torrey Devitto

Ana Flores FC: Camila Mendes

Angelina Rose FC: Clemence Posey

Apollo Kona FC: Roman Reigns

Augusta ‘Gwen’ Porter FC: Hailey Baldwin

Avery Smollen FC: Kylie Jenner

Bailey Allwood FC: Katherine Langford

Bethany DuPont-Hunter FC: Rachel Bilson / FC: Crystal Reed

Benjamin DuPont FC: Theo James

Blaise Zabini FC: Keith Powers

Bleau St. Claire FC: Val Mercado

Braelyn Carter FC: Alycia Debnam Carey 

Caleb Kyriakos FC: Tom Austen

Callie Haverford FC: Gigi Hadid

Cameron Bartell FC: Natalia Dyer

Cathleen ‘Rey’ Murphy FC: Paige / Saraya Jade Bevis

Chasity Dean FC: Troian Bellisario

Clara Spencer FC: Alexis Ren

Connor O’Brien FC: Cody Saintgnue

Cooper Brozene FC: Joel Kinnaman

Cyrus Morgan FC: Scott Speedman

Daphne Greengrass FC: Pia Mia

Darya Smirnov FC: Taylor Hill

Davina Pace FC: Carmella Rose

Dawson St. James FC: Finn Wittrock

Dean Munroe FC: Jake Gyllenhaal

Demi O’Connor FC: Jessica Lowndes

Destiny Savvin FC: Eiza Gonzalez / FC: Salma Hayek

Dev Ambrogino FC: Nathan Parsons

Diya Gupta FC: Naomi Scott

Dorian Porter FC: Justin Hartley

Dylan Boyer FC: Olivia Wilde / FC: Odeya Rush

Eden Hunter FC: Danielle Campbell

Elizabeth Rush FC: Hayley Atwell

Evelyn Perez FC:  Bruna Marquezine

Genivive ‘Ginny’ Kennedy FC:  Alicia Vikander

Gracie Abernathy FC: Nicola Peltz

Harleen Quinzel FC: Margot Robbie

Hudson O’Connor FC: Charlie Hunnam

Hunter Munroe FC: Kit Harington

Irina Savvin FC: Claire Holt

Isabella Martinez FC: Naya Rivera  Christian Serratos

Isobel Garcia FC: Jackie Cruz

Ivy Hartley FC: Maggie Duran

Jack Collins FC: Tom Holland

Jalessa Myers FC: Jade Thirlwall

Jayden Munroe FC: Leigh Anne Pinnock

Jayson Hunter FC: Dominic Sherwood

Jennifer Martinez FC: Diane Guerrero 

Joanna ‘Joey’ Martell FC: Marie Avgeropoulos

Judith Grimes FC: Daisy Ridley 

Karina Smirnov FC: Irina Shayk / FC: India Eisley

Katherine ‘Katy’ Abernathy FC: Katie Stevens

Katya Ambrogino FC: Ariel Winter

Keith Newman FC: Travis Mills

Kimber Rhodes FC: Karla Souza

Layla Abernathy FC: Emily Kinney / FC: Candice Swanepoel

Leah Douglas FC: Nathalie Emmanuel / FC: Amandla Stenberg

Lee McBride FC: Dan Stevens

Lilliana ‘Lily’ Rey FC: Bella Thorne Luca Hollestelle

Lorelei Ambrose FC: Imogen Poots

Maddox Young FC: Amadeus Sarafini

Madison Nolan FC: Ashley Greene

Makenna Dean FC: Shelley Hennig

Mateo Fiore FC: Theo Rossi

Matheus Silva FC: Chay Suede

Matty Dodson FC: Cody Christian

Maximus ‘Mac’ Porter FC: Austin Butler

Melanie Rhee FC: Lauren Cohan

Mickey Wolfe FC: Troye Sivan

Natalia ‘Talia’ Smallwood FC: Emily Ratajkowski

Nate Ballard FC: Randy Orton

Nikolai Savvin FC: Joseph Morgan

Paige Stabler FC: Madison Davenport

Pansy Parkinson FC: Nona Komatsu

Parker Mercer FC: Jeffrey Dean Morgan

Phoenix Dattolo FC: Avan Jogia

Piper Romero FC: Maia Mitchell / FC: Giza Lagarce

Priyah Jacobs FC: Alysha Nett

Psyche FC: Sophie Turner

Rami Armand FC: Zayn Malik

Reagan Powers FC: Allison Williams

Rhea Lockhart FC: Julianne Hough

Richard Thorne FC: Jon Hamm

Rose Granger-Weasley FC: Madelaine Petsch

Ryan O'Brien FC: Cam Gigandet

Samantha ‘Sammie’ Barker FC: Arden Cho

Sergei Savvin FC: Max Riemelt

Sierra Tsu FC: Dichen Lachman

Stella La’ei Kona FC: Nikki Reed

Sunshine ‘Sunny’ Jacobs FC: Dove Cameron 

Sydney Pearson FC: Zendaya 

Tanya Dash FC: Khole Kardashian Bree Kish

Teegan O'Brien FC: Lili Reinhart

Titus Kona FC: Jason Momoa

Tobias Graves FC: Travis Fimmel

Trent Lancaster FC: Andrew Lincoln

Valentino De Luca FC: Dominic Cooper

Veda Patil FC: Priyanka Chopra

Wyatt Cahill FC: Ryan Guzman

Xavier Waters FC: Don Benjamin

Zion Waters FC: Ricky Whittle

Zoe DiMarco FC: Bex Taylor-Klaus / FC: Ruby Rose / FC: Ash Stymest

[cillianate]

ever since new york

the central page, where you can find all about me, my socials, and my work.

REQUESTS - OPEN!!

ask away ;)

a brief introduction 🕯

hello! my name is courtney, and i am some random teenage girl on the internet who is trying to start a blog. i love writing, music, and dilfs. i don't update on a schedule, but sometimes i just get these random bursts of ideas that all come at once, so if i post a story, you can probably expect another to come right after.

my main gimmick is writing, but i also read, sing, and do manyyyy crafts in my spare time!

here are some of my other interests...:

the mcu

cillian murphy

barbie

tom hiddleston

christian bale

christopher nolan's batman

the marauders

harry potter

djats

phoebe bridgers

maya hawke

reading fanfic

obx

american horror story

heartstopper

aesthetics

making playlists

charli xcx

dilfs

gracie abrams

going to concerts.

concert masterlist 🕯

(aka. people i've seen live, whether it be headliners, or openers.)

one direction

5sos

taylor swift

haim

shawn mendes

phoebe bridgers

muna

phoebe bridgers

claud

bleachers

claud

suki waterhouse

gracie abrams

tiny habits

bruce springsteen

sabrina carpenter

the backseat lovers

palehound

boygenius (oh my fucking god)

HOZIER?!!???

coming up:

ethel cain

the 1975

niall horan

olivia rodrigo

the deets 🕯

my goal for this blog is to have fun and write fanfiction, i write for many a fandom! these include the mcu, harry potter, stranger things, daisy jones and the six, etc!

characters i'll write for, separated by fandom!

glee

sebastian smythe

finn hudson

mike chang

santana lopez

sam evans

ryder lynn

djats

daisy jones

camila dunne

eddie loving/roundtree

karen sirko

warren rojas/rhodes

graham dunne

the marauders era

sirius black

remus lupin

james potter

lily evans

frank longbottom

alice fortescue

regulus black

severus snape

harry potter (golden trio era)

harry potter

ron weasley

hermione granger

neville longbottom

draco malfoy

tom riddle

mattheo riddle

sirius black

remus lupin

fred weasley

george weasley

severus snape

stranger things

steve harrington

robin buckley

nancy wheeler

eddie munson

lucas sinclair

max mayfield

jason carver

obx

john b routledge

jj maybank

rafe cameron

pope heyward

sarah cameron

kiara carerra

top gun, maverick

natasha 'phoenix' trace

robert 'bob' floyd

bradley 'rooster' bradshaw

jake 'hangman' seresin

mcu

bucky barnes / winter soldier

steve rogers / captain america

sam wilson / the falcon

natasha romanoff / black widow

stephen strange

thor odinson

loki laufeyson

pietro maximoff / quicksilver

wanda maximoff

bruce banner

peter parker / spiderman (tom and andrew)

my socials 🕯

twitter - hiddlestuns / cillianate (🔒)

tiktok - courtrry

wattpad - -sapphos

instagram - courtrry

airbuds - kneesocks

spotify - here

goodreads - here

[dancingsunflowers-ocs]

If they had a kid for the couple you've most neglected?

I had difficulty thinking of what my “most neglected” couple is, because I guess they ALL are kind of neglected in their own way.. I really NEED to desperately update my masterlist 😂 I’ve picked a fandom which I know you’re familiar with! 💕

Name: Piper Hudson

Gender: Gender nonconformity female (She/Her/Hers)

General Appearance: Short brown hair. Petite frame

Personality: Rebellious. Kind-hearted. Loyal. Confident

Special Talents: Playing guitar and drums. Drawing. Playing video-games. Creating stories. Hockey

Who they like better: Piper likes both of her parents equally, but has a better relationship with Finn

Who they take after more: Finn

Personal Head canon: She had a phase where she adopts a goth fashion style.

Face Claim: Maisie Williams

Thank you for the ask @carmens-garden!!! 💕

[manyfandomocs]

Glee OC Masterlist (A-J)

(K-Z)

Name: Alice Fabray

Fic: What The World Needs

Love Interest: Noah Puckerman

FC: Halston Sage

Name: Ashton Daniels

Fic: Ego Crush

Love Interest: Santana Lopez, Sam Evans, eventual Blaine Anderson

FC: Keiynan Lonsdale

Name: Beatrice Hudson

Fic: Dream On

Love Interest: Noah Puckerman (Or Sam Evans)

FC: Olivia Rodrigo

Name: Bentley Reynolds

Fic: Let Me Be Your Star

Love Interest: Jesse St. James

FC: Ncuti Gatwa

Name: Bianca Summers

Fic: Summer's On

Love Interest: Santana Lopez

FC: Sofia Black-D'Elia

Name: Carrie Ryan

Fic: I Hear a Symphony

Love Interest: Jesse St. James, Noah Puckerman, Sam Evans, endgame Jesse St. James

FC: Dove Cameron

Name: Christina Pierce

Fic: The World According To Chris

Love Interest: Tina Cohen-Chang, Nick Duval, Quinn Fabray endgame

FC: Reneé Rapp

Name: CJ Kelly

Fic: More Than Surive

Love Interest: Rory Flanagan

FC: Jeremy Shada

Name: Daphne Anderson

Fic: Little Miss Perfect

Love Interest: Rachel Berry & Jesse St. James

FC: Shay Mitchell

Name: Felicity Moore

Fic: Something There

Love Interest: Santana Lopez

FC: Emma Watson

Name: Felix Dosier

Fic: Paradise By The Dashboard Light

Love Interest: Finn Hudson

FC: Thomas Doherty

Name: Giselle Abrams

Fic: Backstage Romance

Love Interest: Rachel Berry

FC: Zoey Deutch

Name: Isadora Beck

Fic: Harder They Fall

Love Interest: Tina Cohen-Chang

FC: Emma Mackey

Name: Jasper Ratchford

Fic: Glad You Came

Love Interest: Sebastian Smythe

FC: Elliot Fletcher

Name: Josephine Fabray

Fic: (What Would You Think Of Your) Dear Daughter

Love Interest: Maybe Sam Evans

FC: Carlson Young

Name: Jupiter Ellis

Fic: Jupiter’s Rising

Love Interest: Noah Puckerman, Sam Evans

FC: Zendaya