#glee piano guy

[lestatdelionwh0re]

who is this diva? 💜

[mynonah]

WARN ME before you talk!

Brad can’t decide if this one is his favorite or the first one he’s going to murder.

[receivedhope]

Burt and Blaine parallels

Dance With Somebody draws a very obvious similarity between Burt and Blaine - mainly, that they both react to Kurt's (at the time) impending leave for NY in the fall by pulling away from him, as if having a dry run for what the next year without Kurt will be like.

This made me curious if there were any other instances where Burt and Blaine share similarities and while I'm unsure how to itemize this list for the easiest understanding, I do want to put forward that a huge chunk of it is moreso speculation and for the main purpose of my own enjoyment lol.

Back to DWS however, since that, I believe, is the biggest example to mention, since it is through having a heart to heart with his dad that Kurt understands where Blaine was coming from.

I believe how one reacts to stressful situations says a lot about them, which makes Burt sharing this kneejerk reaction of avoidance particularly fascinating to me. And as a side note, out of the three of them, I see Kurt being the one most firmly aligned under 'fight'  when having a fight or flight response. While Burt can sorta go either way (and I think the lack of any non-Kurt related examples skew the statistics) he's a pretty mellow guy. In Bash he does say "You could've called the cops…you could've gotten help…" but, again, Kurt-related example and I'm of the opinion that Burt would move the Moon and the stars for his son and Kurt being safe is the utmost priority for him. However, it is a recurring character trait of Blaine that he likes to run away, something he says about himself and even dislikes that he does. Blaine is not very perceptive about himself,  but this is a flaw even he is aware of.

Burt and Blaine are also just two people who get along really well and I chalk that up to them seeing themselves in each other. A friend of mine has said that Burt and Blaine share the same goals (providing a comfortable life for Kurt and keeping him close) but are not in direct competition, which helps their relationship. And I believe that to be such an apt and great description to illustrate the basis of their mutual like!

I also want to highlight this scene from Glee, Actually - where Burt and Blaine share almost the exact same body language, even when engaging in such mundane activities as watching football. You can see Kurt trying to relate and sit similarly, however he cracks in record time and assumes a much more comfortable position that is inarguably himself - leaning back, crossing his legs to lazily flip through his Vogue magazine. There is no resemblance left with Burt and Blaine after that, however those two keep on mirroring each other (notice them starting to eat popcorn at the very same time).

Something else I also appreciate is that both of them seem to share an understanding that the quickest way to Kurt's heart is giving him gifts. Burt uses an expensive car as a bargaining chip so that Kurt would stop wearing form fitting sweaters that stop at the knee (also note that Kurt does not take this seriously at all, aware of how doting and forgiving Burt is, even though this takes place at the time when the distance between them seemed to be the largest) and has gotten Kurt a Maria bonnet (referenced in Grilled Cheesus) - not to mention that all of Kurt's belongings are supplied financially by Burt. Blaine has gotten Kurt monogrammed towels for his graduation, a Gilmore Girls box set as an apology (which Kurt sends back unopened - cute...) and a whole piano just for Kurt letting him stay in the loft for two days lmao... And based on the box scene, which I believe to be more or less canon since it just ended up on the cutting floor, Blaine also aims to give more thoughtful, sentimental gifts as well.

Kurt is very crow-like, he loves his things and collecting whatever sparks interest. He's also pretty ruthless about what he keeps and needs his stuff to serve a purpose (even if it is just to look good), so I find Burt and Blaine's shared gift giving philosophy pretty endearing. As another side note, while Burt seems to also easily offer Finn football tickets, I'm unsure if Blaine was ever such an enthusiastic gift giver to other people. When he thinks Sam is stealing macaroni because he is poor, he offers him money - much more impersonal and upfront. (Meanwhile Kurt helped Sam out with clothes a few seasons prior.) There is also him making everyone into puppets in Puppet Master and giving it to them, however this is also an unfair comparison - since he is obviously attached to puppet Kurt the most.

I also find myself seeing a bit of similarity between Burt in Laryngitis and Blaine in the break up of Loser Like Me. They can tell when Kurt is unhappy, but have trouble initiating conversation about it so they'd rather pull away entirely and ignore the issue, until Kurt is ready to come out and say what is what. Kurt also easily picks up on other people’s emotions, which is why the accusation in Home/Laryngitis, that Burt deep down does want a son like Finn too, hits the nail on the head and puts Burt on the defensive. I could also imagine that to Burt, this was not a conscious decision or preference and only after Kurt shed a light on it, understood. 

Meanwhile in Tested, Blaine doesn't want to open up about what is bothering him. His first reaction when Kurt accidentally sees his porn tab open isn't that of embarrassment, shame or anger, he wants to talk about it. I believe this was done in an attempt to bait Kurt into having a much needed heart to heart. (And just, who leaves the opening page of a porn site out like that? Especially such a secretive person as Blaine, who only ever admits to his secrets on his own accord, rather than having to be caught.)

Burt in Preggers comes to mind as well, how he seems to be more aware of Kurt's (pathetic attempt of) a lie than Kurt thinks he is. Similarly to how in Laryngitis he even says that he is ready to accept Kurt however he may be. I believe Burt is willing to accept Kurt's word as final when it comes to Kurt himself, and does not see it necessary to pick a fight about it.

Burt is reluctant to call Kurt out on anything. Even in Duets, he only brings up his crush on Finn because Kurt might be making the same mistake - but he does not initiate the conversation at large. He even says that he has been meaning to bring it up, since Carole has told him previously - how long has he been sitting on this information?

I think Blaine is a little similar. In DWS, the Chandler plot's cheating aspect seems to be zeroed in on and while I'm of the opinion it is a pretty shitty thing to do, I hesitate to call it cheating, since Kurt is so passive throughout the whole ordeal. However what is more interesting to me is that the argument seems to mostly be Blaine deflecting, to get to avoid Kurt calling him out about avoiding him, so Blaine does not have to actually talk about the relevant issue at hand: his anxiety about Kurt leaving him and the fear of being replaceable in Kurt's life.

In Grilled Cheesus, Burt tells Kurt “Let’s face it Kurt, if we don’t schedule it, we don't hang out. If we don't hang out, then our lives, they just go right by each other” - which made me think of Kurt’s comment in DWS, about the scheduled make out sessions with Blaine. It just makes me think that the necessity for those scheduled sessions was not because it is a chore they drag themselves through, but because the final word is always Kurt’s and he needs to be approached gently and slowly - otherwise he immediately pulls away and closes himself off, see Home with Burt and Sexy with Blaine. Kurt is able to compromise thought, hence the schedule.

This makes sense, with how comfortably Kurt falls into a routine and prefers them, as well as being an insanely reserved and private person who does not open up easily - apparently not only emotionally, physically, but also when he makes time for someone. I think Burt makes a good reference point to how Kurt acts with the people he loves. He is inarguably the most important person in Kurt’s life but even he has to clarify ahead of time when he wants to spend time with Kurt - this really makes me think the necessity of scheduling make outs was not emphasized by Blaine, but by Kurt.

There are also some interesting aspects to Burt's implied change of heart between Wonder-ful and Love, Love, Love, seemingly coming around to Blaine asking for Kurt's hand in marriage. This is another one of Burt and Blaine's shared goal, to keep Kurt tied to Lima in some way. But I also think there is something else there: Burt is a simple guy, recognizing so much of himself in Blaine is comforting and puts his mind at ease. He would rather have someone similar to him anchor Kurt than Kurt potentially throwing himself around, like he does not matter.

"I'm dumb, but I'm not stupid" - while Burt and Blaine may not understand the complexities of Kurt all around, they are the first and biggest two members of the Kurt fanclub.

[hearta54]

Studio With Dom (reader x Dominic Fike spicy fluff)

Summary: You and Dom are both musicians, you guys hit the studio to record a track together and Dom can't keep his hands off you...

Word Count: 629

Notes: This was hella fun send request and pls repost.

You woke to Dom nuzzling his cheek into the crook of your neck you loved the way his dark brown curls caressed your skin like that's what they were crafted for and his morning stubble -which he always shaved, you sometimes wondered what he'd look like with a beard - grazed you.

"Good morning beautiful," Dom whispered staring into your eyes his incessant need was perfectly visible in those big brown eyes.

Any tiredness you were clinging onto was forgotten as Dom kissed you softly at first, growing hungrier as his hands roamed over your waist slowly creeping under your blush pink shirt, he whispered sweetly dirty things into your ear, kissing your neck and sucking on that spot that made you clench. Truth be told you could stay here all day with him forever letting your limbs get tangled until you weren't sure which belonged to you and which to Dom.

"Dom..." You gasped his name.

"Y/N?"

"We should get up," you had a day to seize together and a world beyond the four posts of the bed you both shared.

You went to climb out of bed when Dom stopped you.

"Baby where do you think your going?" He said smiling sweetly wearing a questioning look on his face.

You were left wondering what he had planned as he walked out the room gloriously shirtless, Calvin Klein boxers slung low on his hips.

There was a twenty minute Domless interlude before he trailed back with two steaming egg benedicts he chuckled at your glee. He knew how much you loved egg benedict, egg anything really (Y/N is so real for this)

Dom watched you eat slowly, he had finished his breakfast minutes ago.

"Y/N, finish up pretty, we have to hit the studio."

Your stomach twirled not just because Dom was watching you intently giving you raging butterflies but also because today was your first time recording music with Dom, you wanted it to be perfect.

...

In Dom's Porsche he caressed your upper thigh mindlessly as he kept his eyes on the road heading to his favourite studio in downtown L.A. His touch made the nerves you had felt wither and you could finally breathe evenly again.

...

You admired Dom as he laid down the hook of your song the way he confidently mixed the vocals and recorded the guitar riffs making an effortless melody. It had taken you much longer to record the piano piece even though you'd been practicing it for days. Your eyes were also glued to him because you loved the way he looked in baggy black jeans and fitted white tee with a red Clayborne symbol on the back.

You turned back to your notes app formulating the lyrics of your verse.

"Baby, what you got there?" Dom walked behind the chair you had cocooned yourself in enveloping his arms around you and placing his head on yours.

Your notes read:

If I don't belong to you

Something's gone wrong

I'll always find you

No matter what planet I'm on...

"Y/n, this is great, lets record this right now," Dom was shouting dragging you to the booth.

You sang everything so smoothly with a slight falsetto at the end. When you were done Dom was jumping up and down elated.

Now in front of Dom you said, "How was that?"

Dom grasped your face pulling you towards him and in a dizzying maneuver pinned you against the wall. His tongue laced with yours and held your waist so firmly it bruised.

Suddenly you were on the couch and Dom's hands were lowering into your flare pants and kissed down your stomach...

"Amazing, it was amazing," he whispered in a raspy tone and he stuffed your panties in his pocket

...

THE END

[rotten-corpses-blog]

Billy Loomis Head Cannons because I promised

These are just things I think are true about Billy, nothing really to worry about.

Billy is Bisexual, it's in his name guys. and there's no way this man is straight.

His first ever crush was Angela from Sleepaway Camp, he just thought she was cute. He was like 12-13

He is a snuggler, especially when he's sleepy or drunk.

Anytime he has attempted to grow a beard Stu picked on him, so he stopped trying.

He smells like Old Spice, idk what scent because probably can't commit to one. (like his dad couldn't commit to his mom)

He's a mama's boy, but it's not toxic. If his mom ever came back and said anything negative about you he would believe you.

He has a knife collection, it's obsessive and they are hung up in his room.

He was a cute baby I just know it, he has been cute since birth

He hates the show Glee, he saw one episode and couldn't understand it, so I'm sorry if you like it...

He was a theater kid in middle school, He was tame tho. He really liked the class but, his dad kept calling him the f slur so he quit.

He knows how to play a bit of the piano, not much.

He became a feminist after seeing the barbie movie, but refuses to admit he liked the movie. (you can sometime catch him singing the ken song in the shower)

I have said it before and I will say it again! Billy likes kids, he pretends he doesn't but he does. He doesn't like the mess of kids because they are sticky for no reason and cry at random.

One time he fell asleep on Stu's couch and Stu drew a dick on his forehead. He almost killed Stu.

When he was little he would go out of his way to make his dad's life a living hell. Setting things on fire, trashing his office, screaming bloody murder anytime his dad came near him so his mom would make him sleep outside. he was, and still is a nightmare. And in his mom's eye's he can do no wrong so when his dad tried to discipline him, his mom would get upset and claim he was hurting her dear little Billy.

He works out a bit, but after he killed Sidney (assuming he did) he gets kinda lazy.

He collects your stuff, not anything you care about. It's weird shit like a shell you put in your pocket and forgot about, hairties, old makeup sponges, just weird shit.

If you are AFAB and have periods, he has tampons on him. Don't like tampons? he will get you pads, he will just complain.

He does call tampons pussy cotton balls sometimes...

He won't eat cabbage, or beans.

He will eat an entire bag of salt and vinegar chips in one sitting tho

That's all I got for now

[i-just-drink-coffee]

The Yellowjackets as Glee Characters with little to no explanation:

Misty: Tina Cohen Chang Chang circa glee s1 (self explanatory)

Nat: Santana Lopez (Always angry, hates everyone but a softie)

Lottie: Brittany S Pierce (slightly confused, iconic, hot and weird)

Shauna: Sam (“oh wow he has no game”)

Jackie: Quinn (cmon this is too easy)

Tai: Blaine (driven, really fun and good at what he has to do)

Van: Finn (loving, ready to do whatever)

Mari: Sugar Moto (kind of there for vibes, created some tension, then chilled)

Laura Lee: Emma Pilsbury (like girl, we been known)

Akilah: Brad the piano guy (kind of irrelevant tbh)

Travis: Artie (kind of iconic, slightly annoying)

Coach Ben: Sue Sylvester (hates the Yellowjackets the way sue hates the glee club)

[logbush]

P.Y.T

2010 words

idk enemies to lovers

santana lopez x reader

summary- you've always hated santana and santana has always hated you, but then for a duets lesson, you two get partnered up.

A/n: i've been wanting to write something else for santana for a while now, i've got somethings cooking up rn lol.

you were sat next to mercedes and kurt waiting for glee club to start. “so y/n, whats up with you and santana?” mercedes questioned. “yeah i want to know too. there has to be something there,” kurt added on. you shook your head before looking behind them at santana, who, to your surprise, was already looking at you. as soon as your eyes met hers she looked away. you shrugged this off as nothing but a judge mental glare and looked back at your friends, “nothings up, we hate each other” you said sternly. they both shook their heads, “one of you wants more,” kurt stated. you shook your head as schue walked in, cutting your conversation short.

“alright!” schuester clapped his hands together as he started, “this weeks lesson is a return of our duets! our duet for regionals needs to be killer guys!” he walked towards the piano and looked at the teenagers watching him. “the winner of our challenge will be singing at regionals,” rachel raised her hand, “will you let us pick our partners this time?” schue grinned before leaning down “i am so glad you asked rachel” he said as he stood back up straight with a hat in his hands. the glee club groaned. “who wants to draw first?” he quizzed.

rachel shot up and walked towards the piano before reaching her hand in the hat and grabbing out a piece of paper. “kurt” she read. kurt gave her a fake smile before looking towards you and mercedes and rolling his eyes. you shrugged and walked down next. you grabbed a piece of paper from the hat before looking at schue “can i grab a new one?” you questioned quietly. “no,” he said while shaking his head. you sighed before looking straight at the latina cheerleader you hated. “santana,” you stated.

mercedes and kurt let out muffled laughs before you shot them a glare quickly making them shut up. you walked back to your seat with a sigh, “you guys are gonna be dating by the end of this week, im calling it,” mercedes said as soon as you sat down, “shut up,” you snapped back.

after everyone got their partners, they went to begin working on their songs. you walked over to santana and sat next to her, ignoring any eye contact. she did the same before sighing, “we need to work together, we cant hate each other for this week,” she acknowledged. you nodded your head “i know.” you began “lets do something upbeat” she nodded "yeah let's do something we can dance to" she agreed. you shook your head before turning to look at her "im not as good of a dancer as you" you said. santana smiled at you as she made eye contact with you. "you've never complimented me before" she said softly, you shook your head "don't take it to heart" you stood up and looked down at her "tonight, your place, 5, we're gonna work on the song" you said before walking out of the choir room.

you knocked at her front door at 5:05. santana opened the door for you a few moments later, "youre late" she stated. you shrugged "and you waited for me," the cheerleader rolled her eyes "it's my house stupid, come on," she heaved, walking downstairs. you walked inside and shut the door before following her into the basement. she turned back to look at you "what song do you want to do?" she quizzed you. you sat down on a brown woven chair and shrugged "you have to choose" santana groaned and stood in front of you with her arms crossed, why is she kinda hot right now?, you thought ignoring what she was saying. "y/ln." she said sternly, making you come back to life. "what'd you say? i got distracted by your obnoxious decor" not your best comeback, the only thing you could think of at the time though. santana rolled her eyes and pulled you out of her chair. "that the worst thing you've ever said," she exhaled.

the cheerleader pulled out her phone, putting it on shuffle. "whatever song this lands on is the song we're going to do" you nodded and watched her. santana was staring at her phone, praying that it wouldn't play something dumb. you listened as her phone speakers began playing p.y.t by michael jackson. you both looked at each other and sighed. you weren't going to back out and reshuffle it, so you settled on it. "you're the dancer out of the two of us, you have to make the choreo" you stated as she put her phone down. "i need to know what you can do first" she looked at you as you shrugged. "make the choreo and i'll tell you if i can do it or not" santana groaned and crossed her arms while watching you. "i'll make all the harmonies, and you make the choreo, it's a perfect mashup" you said as you went to go find some paper and a pencil. "the cabinet to your left dumbass" she yelled out to you as she began listening to the song over and over, trying to visualize the choreography.

you ended up staying over for hours. "we should get something to eat" santana called out to you, looking at you sitting on the same woven chair you sat on forever ago, doodling on the paper you had found. you shrugged before nodding. "yeah sure, but we should cook something" the latina looked at you, slightly disgusted. "why would we do that?" you stood up and looked down at her "because it would be a good bonding experience" you answered, reaching your hand out to her. santana grabbed your hand, using it to pull herself up. the two of you walked up the stairs together and walked into the kitchen. "you're still holding my hand tana" you said with a smirk as she looked down at your hands. she quickly yanked her hand back, scoffing "you were holding my hand" she mumbled, clearly flustered by the nickname you called her. "do you know how to cook?" she asked. you nodded "yeah, what do you have?" santana shrugged before moving back to let you search around. you weren't exactly sure what you were going to make "can i just make mac and cheese?" you quizzed. you looked back at her "im just going to order a pizza" she stated before quickly calling a local pizza place before you could interrupt.

the pizza arrived after about twenty minutes. "hey can i ask you a question?" santana questioned you as she went to grab two plates. "sure what's up" you took a plate from her before grabbing a piece of pizza. "do you like anyone right now?" she questioned you as you two began walking back down to the basement, pizza in hand. "why do you want to know that?" you questioned in reply. she shrugged, "so i can tell them and ruin your chances, obviously" she sat down on the floor, leaving the chair open for you, you instead sat down next to her, leaning against the wall, "i don't know, i don't think so but maybe" you said in reply, not trying to give her too much information. santana looked kind of sad as she said "oh i see"

now, you didn't want to admit this, but maybe you were starting to catch feelings for santana. you liked how controlling she was, no one ever fought back against you. you admired that quality in her. you admired her work ethic, and that she said whatever she wanted. and, bonus, she's super hot.

once you two finished eating, santana started teaching you the choreography. “bend and snap” she says as she did the motions. “i expected you to make this harder” you stated as you copied her. the cheerleader scoffed “do you want me to make it harder?” she asked with a soft smirk on her face. you nodded “oh you’re going to regret that” she says smugly. you shrugged before sitting back down on the chair “i doubt it”

in glee club the next day, you and santana had decided to do your duet. “i dont know if i can do the dip” you whispered next to her. the cheerleader looked at you with a soft smile, “you can do it. i know you can” she reassured, gently taking your hand in hers. this caused you to smile and gently squeeze her hand, before you realized what was happening and yanked your hand back. santana frowned at this before looking straight ahead and straight faced, trying to avoid anyone seeing her emotion. schue walked in to the choir room “we have our first duet today, give it up for santana and y/n!” he said while clapping his hands near the end of his sentence. the glee club clapped along with him. you and santana walked down and looked at each other "you can do this" she whispered so only you could hear. you smiled and pointed to the band, causing them to begin playing the song.

you started,

"you know you, you make me feel so good inside"

you and santana were circling around one another.

"i always wanted a girl like you

such a p.y.t"

neither you or she wanted to say this part, so you decided to flip a coin. it landed on heads. you chose heads. the rest of the performance went smoothly. the chemistry between you two was palpable. then, the scary part came, the dip.

the dip was when you dipped santana down between your legs before bringing her back up quickly and holding her close to your chest, ending the song. you were scared that you might drop her, you didn't think you had the strength. santana reassured you that even if you did drop her, she could save it and make it look like it was planned.

you quickly dipped her down before pulling her up, holding her against your chest as the song ended. you felt santanas breath against your neck. your hand gripped on her waist before you went for it. you placed your lips on hers, ignoring the glee club watching. the cheerleaders arms wrapped around your neck, deepening the kiss. you both saw fireworks. you continued like this for a few moments before schue walked over and tapped you on the shoulder "y/n, santana, wrap it up" you quickly opened your eyes before pulling away from her and running out of the choir room. santana chased after you, desperately trying to keep what she thought had formed.

"y/n wait!" she yelled out to you. you sighed and leaned against a locked, sitting down on the cold linoleum tile. santana stood in front of you and made eye contact "why did you kiss me?" she mumbled as she sat down across from you. you sighed and looked down at her "santana," you started, taking her hands in yours "yesterday, i think i caught feelings for you" she was about to speak before you cut her off "and i don't know if you like me back or what but i just-" santana cut you off with a quick kiss. you sat stunned before she pulled away "i have feelings for you too y/n" you stood up, pulling her up with you before kissing her deeply. she kissed you back as her arms wrapped around your neck. your hands gripped onto her waist as she pushed you against the locker. "we can't make out right now" you said in between kisses. santana pulled away and pouted "why not?" you chuckled and interlocked your hands before walking down the hallway "glee club is expecting us to make our relationship debut"

you and santana walked inside the choir room, hand and hand. you went to go sit down next to kurt and mercedes "i told you something was there" mercedes said "it didn't even take a week" kurt added on. "shut up." you said with a smile.

[neptunescore]

Paring, lestappen, word, piano🎹🎵

Prompt word: Piano | Pairing: Lestappen

The melodic symphony echoes against his living room walls, a slow tune, but one that never fails to bring him comfort. Charles tips his head back, a hum on his lips as his fingers dance upon keys of black and white with easy familiarity; the stool beneath him creaking slightly, protesting against the shifting weight on top as Charles’ body sways slightly.

A second creak makes itself known — sudden and loud — causing the slow blink of drowsy eyes and an abrupt silence as long tanned fingers hover still over the ornate piano.

“Schatje.”

A soothing rumble, the voice vibrating against his back as a chest presses against him and larger calloused hands pull him towards the warmth behind. Charles melts against the man immediately, a satisfied sigh leaving his lips, “Max.”

Max’s head drops against the younger man’s shoulder, tousled blonde hair falling this way and that as the driver nuzzles into Charles’ neck, “they kept me for so fucking long,” he groans; pale hands squeezing and pinching his boyfriend’s waist in an attempt to express his obvious unhappiness.

“Hey! Don’t take it out on me!”

Another groan, muffled by the soft sweater it’s pressed against — and this time Charles’ can’t help but let out a small chuckle, “Stop pouting, mon chéri. You’re here now, get off so we can go sit somewhere more comfortable,” a pause, “preferably in bed.”

Max’s head lifts up, eyes narrowing as he frowns at the other man, “Charles. It’s 3AM. What in the fuck are you still doing out of bed.”

His boyfriend flushes immediately, a squeak leaving his mouth as he turns around to look at Max, a slow smirk forming on the other man’s tired face.

“Oh my god! Oh my god, you were waiting up for me, weren’t you?” He shouts with glee, “you’re such a clingy idiot! You couldn't fall asleep without me, could you?”

“NON-” Charles exclaims, hands flailing around as he tries to think of something — anything — to save himself from the mortified embarrassment coursing through him, “No! Max-” the ferrari driver leans back as the blonde man steps closer with a smug smile; the brunette’s arms reaching behind himself as he blindly searches for anything to grasp and steady himself with.

“Charles, wait- NO!”

A cacophony of sounds boom through the quiet apartment, both men flinching as Charles hurriedly lets go of the various keys he’d unknowingly clutched onto, gulping as he locks eyes with Max’s sleep-addled ones.

Blue irises stare into green as a silent pause rings through. Max smiles,“you ready to sleep now that I’m finally here, mijn vervelende jongen?”

“Max!” Charles scowls, yet a thick honeyed happiness seeps through him as he reaches up to interlace his hand with the one being held out to him.

Thin, sun kissed fingers intertwine with big pale ones. “Yes. Let’s go to bed now, mon chéri.”

It's been a while since I wrote anything so be nice to me😔, let me get back into the writing grind before you start judging me please😩🙏🏽. Anyway, I hope you liked this, anon!!💗

Divider by @cafekitsune (guys how tf do you make dividers, someone help me please)

Edit: I just reread this and do I have a hand kink or smthng😭? Why have I described their hands like 10 times😭😭

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[d-criss-news]

delanymcc: What a week it’s been as supporting vocalists for @ darrencriss‼️💯🔥 your humility is everything and so personable. Obviously if you’re a true Glee and Broadway fan you should know who he is. Thanks for the laughs, reassurance, and making this such a great experience for me/Us.

Additionally, I finally got to meet even more people I’ve loved from a virtual sense like @ fantasia (who tore the stage both in rehearsals and live like she always does) such a true honor meeting you and your wonderful star team.❤️❤️

@ thedennisreedjr you’re the man🔥💯👏🏾 don’t change your energy was everything my guy…keep elevating and killing it. Hope our paths cross again in the near future!

@ misschloeflower slayed on the pianos🔥🔥 thanks for your dope aura and masterful gift.

@ sheilaedrummer I looooveeee and honor you for all you’ve contributed to Music and the world in general. You’ve trailblazer a path in music both females and males glean from. Thank you for being you and for the love you put out in the world. ❤️❤️

@ sistersledgeofficial LEGENDARYYYY!!!! Im sure everyone has danced and sang to y’all’s catalog, whether they know it or not lol. @ sledgedebbie you and your daughter @ camillesledge honestly made this backstage experience a joy. It was amazing to see those as accomplished as yourselves remain so personal and approachable (rare these days). We were cutting up with Camille all week lolol. I love yalll. Looking forward to seeing yall again❤️

Shout out to all the amazing artists and @ july4thpbs team that made this such an impactful and memorable concert that I’ll never forget. ❤️🔥🔥🔥🔥

Lastly Thanks to these two amazing singer that stepped in last mins changing plans and schedules to make this experience a great one. @ mizz_tx you already know your my sister for life! I’m excited for all that’s coming your way because you deserve it. I got you 💯‼️ @ yayae_music thank you for your support this weekend…it was great meeting you and connecting🙏🏾. Keep pushing and striving for the stars🔥🔥🔥🔥

Thank to everyone in my corner that continues to support and believe in me…trust and believe, I’m gonna make it exactly where I’m destined to be with God. #acapitolfourth

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Excerpt from “Liza Minnelli confesses: Curiosity keeps her looking ahead” from Oct. 18, 2012 (link)

Related to: Glee, Lady Gaga, My Chemical Romance

Q: Shows like "Glee" suggest there's a resurgent interest in the musical. Do you see your influence in any of that?

A: I went to see Lady Gaga, whom I love. I went to see her in concert, and someone came out and said, ‘Gaga wants to see you.’ So I go backstage, and she hasn’t got her gear on yet. And she came out and said, ‘I do what you do. I do it because of you.’ I said, ‘What?’ Madonna had said that, too. It’s just amazing to me.

Q: You're surprised by that?

A: Yes, constantly. But she was so nice and boy, is she talented. The woman’s a great musician, plays the piano like a sunuvagun, sings her behind off and has figured out the sensationalism and how to use it in her artistry.

[…]

Q: You've had such an acclaimed career. What keeps you going at this point?

A: Curiosity.

Q: About what?

A: About what’s happening, what different people are like. What’s going on? That’s why when My Chemical Romance calls me [to sing on “The Black Parade” album], I do it.

Q: What was that like?

A: Oh, wonderful. That guy [lead singer Gerard Way] is as smart as a whip. It was great fun.

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I’m absolutely dying for any information on Dave and Karkat in your gleestuck au. Im obsessed.

Okay so first of all I'm sorry sorry for this being so late- I've had to think real long and hard about what I wanted to add here.

Second, I'm so happy you guys are enjoying this as much as I do. It genuinely makes me so excited when I see y'all's tags and reblogs :')

Hmm I guess I'll start with how they met? Which would be in middle school when karkats family moved to town.

Almost immediately they Didn't like eachother, karkat didn't like Dave because of his "douchebag shades make me want to punch him". And Dave actually didn't mind karkat until he found out why karkat didn't like him, then it was, "Jesus what a prick, maybe I'll fuck with him later."

After that it sort of just began a whole "I can do better than you just watch." Sort of deal, UNTIL karkat started gleeclub in freshman year (when Jake started teaching) Dave basically saw that as karkat trying to one up him again but he legitimately could not join. Mostly because of his dad (bro) having just started being enemies with the glee teacher, and well because he knew he couldn't sing. "Touche vantas"

That being said, Dave had been playing the drums and the piano since before he had met karkat. He would always practice late in the band room when he'd have a particularly bad day, otherwise he'd wait til he was home to use his own.

Funny story actually, karkat (for the longest time) had a crush on dirk. Until he found out that dirk was interested in the schools paranormal obsessed dork. He only found out after accidentally hearing Dave rant to rose about it, afterwards he gave up on liking dirk completely (besides being friends).

Junior year, Karkat has just heard about dirk wanting to try out (due to johns antics) and went to look for him to ask to do a duo together. That's when he passed the band room and accidentally seen Dave just hammering on his drums. He then sort of snuck in, about to give Dave an earful about being in there without permission, when he actually listened to what Dave was playing and "woah isn't that one of the songs we were practicing earlier?"

Which Dave didn't hear obviously, but when he looked up and saw karkat you bet your ass it scared the shit out of him, falling out of his chair and on his ass with surprise.

That's when karkat just sort of blurts out that he should try out for glee, that they needed more people anyways and since his brother was joining he might as well too. Dave immediately shuts him down, making a joke about being too good for the club which pisses karkat off and gives him a new purpose at the school.

Getting Dave strider to join glee club.

Which proves to be a bigger hassle than he'd imagine because damn, striders are really fucking stubborn. But so was karkat, and eventually he had to settle with what they were best at doing. He called Dave out for being a Wuss, practically. Told him that he was admitting that karkat was better than him because he wouldn't join.

Dave being, well, Dave. Immediately jumped to being defensive, "fuck it! I'll join!" And boy did he, and boy did he like it, and boy was karkat getting cute? Oh shit.

I'll leave this here before it gets too much longer haha, but please! Feel free to ask me more, there's so much I can say on this au (there's so much for everyone please ask me about everyone pls pls)

[ghostradiodylan]

I'm on a four hour car drive, singing at the top of my lungs (terribly, I'm so congested right now, not gonna stop me though lol), and having quarry brainrot. Who among the counselors do you think can sing well and who do you think can play an instrument?

I looove this question and I have to admit I haven’t thought about it that much so this is gonna be kind of off the cuff, instinctive stuff and I’m sure I’ll refine my opinions if others chime in (please!).

It’s kind of weird we never get any campfire singalong action in the game when there’s a guitar in Chris’s bedroom and he mentions Kumbaya, but maybe they’re tired of that from camp by the time the plot line picks up.

Miles obviously is a musician and Dylan’s the music guy so I’d imagine he’s musically inclined in some way. I’ve seen headcanons that he plays guitar and I could see that but I lean more toward thinking he would have taken piano lessons when he was younger and moved on to keyboard and adding on techie stuff like the Mellotron and Moog synth. I think he loves dials and buttons and weird sounds and he can sing but he’d rather fuck around in the noise. Any instrument he plays is gonna get a bit sad if he loses his hand but maybe he’d get more into sampling and remixing and looping computer generated beats as a result.

I think it would be funny if Jacob had a surprisingly angelic singing voice that was completely uncoached and no one ever expected out of him, sort of like Finn from Glee (RIP) but less auto-tuned. I think he’d be an acoustic guitar guy for sure just for the romance of it. Anyway, here’s “Wonderwall.”

Actual footage of Jacob serenading Emma, feat Abi.

Kaitlyn does not strike me as particularly musical though I headcanon that she and Jacob slay karaoke together. She just kind of shouts into the mic like a 90s riot grrl and sings Alanis or Joan Jett and kills.

Abi is so high school marching band nerd coded to me and I feel like she’s a total flute/piccolo girlie or else clarinet/oboe. Or maybe she plays violin in the school orchestra. Something sweet. She’s good but too nervous to perform or audition in front of people very much so it’s just a hobby she shares with people she trusts.

Emma I think would have a perfectly nice mid range singing voice that she’d wish was better. She probably started her influencer career recording Taylor Swift covers for YouTube but she’s a much better actress and dancer than she is a singer. Not quite triple threat material but she believes in herself so she’s trying.

Ryan has such a unique voice that I can’t decide if he definitely can sing or if he’s practically tone deaf. I kind of lean toward the latter. I imagine he hates his singing voice and rarely sings even for fun but if Dylan catches him singing or humming he’s like smitten times one million about it. I could see Ryan playing drums though, I’d imagine he has a good sense of rhythm.

Max, on the other hand, cannot carry a tune but sings ALL THE TIME anyway. And Laura cringes but finds it endearing all the same. He probably plays the ukulele. He just seems like the type.

Laura was a choir kid for sure and probably got solos in school plays and Max was accompanying her on ukulele and playing unnamed roles or else he was painting backdrops or something. We know Siobahn can sing and I feel like that would carry through with Laura for sure. I imagine them doing elaborate musical routines together on car rides even with their vastly different musical abilities.

Nick reminds me of a bassist I know who is maybe the weirdest human being alive. So that’s where I see him. He can sing a little but it’s definitely a backing vocals voice. I feel like he’d be in a stoner jam band just fucking around, playing the same song for an hour while both the band and audience are too high to know the difference.

Chris Hackett obviously plays guitar and Travis accompanies him on harmonica. Bobby plays blowing air over the lip of a jug and also cowbell.

I LOVE THIS ASK EVERYONE TELL ME THOUGHTS!

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I will forever talk about how I strongly believe that George Banks is autistic

I mean a fair bit of it boils down to him being an Edwardian Gentleman who must keep up appearances and social status, but an autistic guy can dream, right?

I mean his first on-screen appearance is him singing a song about how structured and orderly his life is and how he values everything he does being so perfectly on-time.

Arriving home at one minute past six, his slippers, sherry and pipe at two minutes past, and his children preparing for their bath and evening tea at three minutes past. The following morning he insists that the nannies be let in at exactly eight o'clock, not a minute before. This is all indicative of a need for schedule and routine.

The morning after, he is complaining about noise and of having a headache. At one point he bursts out in anger and proceeds to gripe about little things that don't even matter such as the piano being out of tune - despite the fact that he doesn't even play the piano. This, to me, screams sensory overload. Instances of too much noise and/or light giving one a headache and sometimes causing outbursts of anger.

When lecturing Mary Poppins in A British Bank (the Life I Lead), he's clearly trying to convince Mary to give his children different outings that would be more "useful" to their development rather than "frivolities." This is read by both Mary and Winnifred as him insisting that he should be the one to take them on an outing. This, I believe, is a good example of neurotypical people reading into statements for meaning that isn't there, while the autistic person is trying to be upfront and hiding very little in their words. Hence his confusion when Mary insists that he take the children out in the morning., having missed the insinuation in his own words.

AND. During A Man Has Dreams (The Life I Lead), George laments the lack of order and routine in his life since Mary Poppins walked in, seemingly rather distressed about the thought. Heck, he even takes Bert's words "it changes bread and water into tea and cakes" literally, assuming that that has indeed happened.

It finally takes Bert figuratively sitting down with him and talking him through things to get his head around what he needed to do. He wasn't able to take any hints that his children needed him in their lives more, and needed Bert to tell him straight-up. During his walk back to the bank, he takes the time to look around more rather than walk, and we can see by the look on his face that Bert's words are sinking in.

A few less solid arguments.

A little something I noticed, is that in the office of the bank, George attempts to make a joke; "this made the tea unsuitable for drinking, even for Americans." This could potentially be read as a small example of an inappropriate reaction to a social situation, then again it could simply be him attempting to relieve some tension in the room.

After being sacked and being overcome with glee, he skips off and begins to sing. He is once again seen singing the following morning when he greets Winnifred, presumably meaning that he has kept up this demeanour and the singing most of the night. This could be seen as an instance of stimming. Maybe.

TL;DR: George Banks greatly values structure and routine, suffers from sensory overload and requires being spoken to plainly in order to understand some things.

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Hi! I have a question about your fanfic Head Over Feet (it’s really good by the way). What made you decide to have Blaine be the one who is married with a husband who is very different to Kurt, while Kurt struggles to commit to a serious relationship?

Hi! Thanks for the question, Nonny, with as much Glee conversation as I get, I don't usually get things that discuss my writing, so I really appreciate the question!!

Also, just in case anyone is worried, yes, I am still working on it. I was working on the chapter the other day. I know I've been a little sidetracked (oops) but I promise, it's a passion project I'm still planning on finishing. :)

So, first of all, the structure of Head Over Feet is a mirror to Season 6, and my intention was to implement a lot of the characteristics and plot points that Season 6 had. One of those elements is that Blaine is (seemingly) in a committed relationship. While Kurt kind of flounders because his no matter how hard he tries, his heart is already at a fixed point.

I also liked to imagine what kind of place Blaine and Kurt would be ten/fifteen years down the road had they not had each other.

One of the elements of Blaine's character is that he did want to be married. And yes, in the show, he wants to be married to Kurt. But there was a romantic ideal about marriage in general. It is a big deal for him, and a goal he wanted to achieve. And I think a Blaine without Kurt would still try to latch on to someone who held those same ideals. I think Blaine -- finding someone who would be good enough -- would jump at the chance at marriage, whether it was truly the right person or not.

And... I'd like to point out that -- there's this kind of misconception about relationships sometimes. That they only have meaning if it's your one true person soul mate, etc, etc, etc. And I don't necessarily think that's true. I think Blaine and Sean's marriage helped Blaine heal in a lot of ways -- in the way that I actually think Blaine's relationship with Karofsky helped him heal.

Blaine being married to someone else, and for so long, will forever remain a part of him. He won't regret being in that marriage, and Sean will have always had an impactful moment in his life, even if the two of them get divorced.

Like the show -- I wanted Blaine to have some time to mature and grow and learn how to be in a functional relationship that didn't need to the epitome of perfect. And even as it ends, Blaine and Sean end on good terms, the same way Blaine and Karofsky ended on good terms. It was an important relationship at the moment, but it isn't the most passionate, the most love filled, the most soul searching relationship. And that's okay.

I also want to point out, I did subtly throw in a nod to Kurt. Sean is a fashion designer for Broadway. That was completely intentional, and while Sean is a lot different (I think Blaine wanted to move away from someone with the same personality) there are ways we keep finding the same people, and Sean's profession was one of those ways.

(Also - as an aside, I purposely made Sean a big and bulky guy - somewhat to mirror Karofsky, and also because Blaine would choose someone who didn't remind him of Kurt.)

Likewise, I intentionally made Ian (Kurt's bf) a professional piano player as a nod to Kurt finding someone who had nods to Blaine.

So, on the flip side we have Kurt. Kurt is one stubborn guy -- and he did a serious, serious relationship when he was younger and decided that he would not do that again. He is very, very protective of his own heart, and he has no desire to ever put himself through that pain again. So he walls himself up and plays it safe by making sure he never gets in too deep with someone else. If he lets someone else in, there is always the possibility that his heart would break into a thousand pieces again when he and Blaine broke again. And consciously or not, he won't go through it again.

This is also a Kurt who didn't deal with the fact that he made a hasty mistake in calling off the wedding. He firmly believed he wouldn't get married until he was thirty. Didn't believe that marriage would work. And if he gave in, if he allowed someone in his space and in his heart, he'd have to face up to the fact that he fucked up. And he spends a lot of time trying to reconcile that his head and his heart are in two different places.

Much like Season 6, though, Kurt is quicker to return to Blaine than vice versa.

The thing about Klaine is this... Back in season 2 and 3, Kurt had an almost blind faith that his relationship with Blaine would work and Blaine had doubts, and then they ended up breaking up because Kurt didn't realize he had to put in work in his relationship, and Blaine didn't trust it enough. By the time Season 6 comes along, it's clear that the dynamic had flipped. Blaine had too much faith that marriage would fix all their issues, and Kurt was the one who had doubts -- because his heart had been broken before.

So, I wanted to take that dynamic and layer it onto the fic. Kurt figures out that he doesn't have doubts - that he knows Blaine is the one and he knows it'll be hard work. While Blaine learns that he needs to be skeptical and take his time to rebuild.

The upcoming part of the fic -- the last five/six chapters deal with this... and it's something I wish they had done more of during the actual show. In coming back together, it doesn't necessarily solve the issues they began with, so now that they are able to have a relationship again -- how do they fix what was broken before? How do they make sure it's the right fit this time and that it doesn't break. So that's the trajectory of the final chapters.

Anyway... I suppose that kind of scratches the surface of your question, Nonny! Characterization is very important to me, and I wanted to make sure I was making logical progressions of the characters in a post-Season 5 world where they didn't return to each other, while reflecting on elements we see in Season 6 only set 10 years down the road.

I hope that all makes sense! Thanks for the question, I always enjoy chatting about writing! :)

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Lone Wolf (Quinn Fabray x Fem-Reader part 7)

Warning: Fluff, Angst, Cussing, Bullying, Smut

We were all sat in the auditorium. Everybody except for me was watching Sue and Mr.Schue fight. I needed to talk to Sue after practice she needed to take the glee club down and I was ready to help. You see since the other day Quinn still has not talked to me. I overheard that she giving the baby to Terry. This highschool had never been this dramatic til now. It may or may have not also been the fact that I haven’t gotten layed recently. With glee I didn’t have time to go Cruising lately so I had to stay on home turf. Which wouldn’t had been an issue my freshman year when I was I had more confidence or any of the other years when there was ladies willing to do a little lady on top of lady stuff. But instead I’ve had to use my message gun and my fingers. It’s not the same I understand why Sue is always angry. I have gone full out against the glee club not only due to me not having friends except for the freshman. I’ve got nothing Santana won’t even flirt with me anymore. Which she started freshman year before all this Glee club shit. Sue had decided to turn the minorities against the others. As the meeting ended I ran up to Sue

“Hay sue” I said

“Yes Y/N” Sue said

“Can we talk in you office” I asked

“Sure” Sue said

As we both walked to her office together

“I can help you destroy Glee club. But you have to promise me two things one you won’t get kick Quinn off the Cheerios and two you’ll protect me if they come after me.” I said

“What do you got?” Sue asked

“I got things that will tear each of them apart. I’m tired of them bashing kids with special needs.” I told her.

The next day, I was sitting in the choir room as everybody entered. As Sue called out the names for her special club. Called Sues Special kids

“K just take the football players and your Cheerios” Mr.Schue said

“K when you hear your name cross over to my side of the black shiny thing.” Sue said

“That’s called the piano Sue.” Schue said

“Santana, Wheels, Gay kid, Asian, other Asian, Arthea, Shaft and Y/n” Sue said

As I was sitting in the glee room waiting for sue Santana came in.

“Hey” I said

“Don’t talk to me” Santana said

“Look I know we were never friends. But we at-least talked. We were becoming friends.” I said

“Okay than what’s going on with you and Puck.” She said

“Nothings going on I’m not flirting with him I’m mad at him. He got Quinn kicked off the Cheerios cause he blabbed to coach Sue about her pregnancy.” I said

“Why would he care? Why would either of you care?” she asked

“Because Finn isn’t the father he is she felt shitty about herself and he got her extremely drunk and took advantage of her. Oh yeah all of this was while you two were together.” I said

“Okay that does not answer why you’re helping Quinn.” She said

“What I’m about to tell you only two people in this school know. Sue and Quinn and know you. Freshman year I went worlds on the schools boxing team I was dating a Lacrosse, football player who was a senior. I got pregnant 6 months before school ended. The dad left for college I have never seen him since I then had the baby all alone no one was there for me. Because I had pushed everyone I cared about away. My daughter lives on a farm in Kansas. It was an open adoption so she can find me when she turns 18. But that’s why helping Quinn I was Quinn. I was popular I wasn’t a cheerleader I’m not hot or sexy enough to be one. But I was popular I lost everything so since Puck told Sue I’ve been trying everything to save Quinn’s reputation at this school. I even agreed to help you guys destroy Glee club. I care okay.” I said

“Wait that’s actually really nice.” Santana said “Wait do you think I’m hot?”

“Maybe I guess you will never know” I said

“Look When Sue told me to take glee club down. She also said that if I needed to get credit for a source to take you guys down too.” I said

“Of course she did” she said

“I really like you guys, you’re nice to my sister. I’m glad she has you guys as friends.” I said

“Thanks your not to bad yourself and hey I won’t get offended when you come at us. You’re actually kinda nice. This doesn't make us friends though” She said

“Oh trust me we will be friends one day.” I said

“Okay when pigs fly.” She said

As everyone else came in including sue went to sit next to each other she sprawled out on two chairs her head was on my feet as I was also sprawled out on two chairs.

Me and Santana sat up and danced together and sang along to song that Sue had chosen. What apparently connected to us being minorities.

The next day in glee we all were sat in there singing rid with me

Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? Where they at? (Come on, now)

If you want to go and take a ride with me We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)

In the club on the late night, feeling right Looking, trying to spot something real nice Looking for a little shorty I noticed so that I can take home (I can take home) She can be 18 (18) with an attitude Or 19, kinda snotty, acting real rude But as long as you a thicky-thicky-thick girl You know that it's on (you know that it's on)

I peep something coming towards me on the dance floor Sexy and real slow Saying she was peeping and I dig the last video "So when Nelly, can we go?" How could I tell her no? Her measurements were 36-25-34 "I like the way you brush your hair And I like those stylish clothes you wear I like the way the light hit the ice and glare And I can see you, boo, from way over there"

If you want to go and take a ride with me We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)

Face and body Frontenac, don't know how to act Without no vouchers on her boots she's bringing nothing back You should feel the impact, shop on plastic When the sky's the limit and them haters can't get past that Watch me as I gas that 4 dot 6 Range Watch the candy paint change, every time I switch lanes It feel strange now Making a living off my brain, instead of 'caine now I got the title from my momma, put the whip in my own name now Damn, shit done changed now Running credit checks with no shame now I feel the fame now (come on), I can't complain now (no more) Shit, I'm the mayne now, in and out my own town I'm getting pages out of New Jersey from Courtney B Telling me about a party up in NYC And can I make it? Damn right, I be on the next flight Paying cash, first class, sitting next to Vanna White, c'mon

If you want to go and take a ride with me We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)

If you want to go and take a ride with me We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)

Check, check, yo, I know something you don't know And I've got something to tell ya You won't believe how many people straight doubted the flow Most said that I was a failure But now the same motherfuckers asking me for dough And I'm yelling, "I can't help ya" "But Nelly can we get tickets to the next show?" Hell no (what's witchyou?), you for real?

Hey yo, now that I'm a fly guy, and I fly high Niggas want to know why, why I fly by But yo, it's all good, Range Rover all wood Do me like you should, fuck me good, suck me good We be them stud niggas, 'wishing you was' niggas Popping like we drug dealers, sipping Crissy, bubb' macking Honey in the club, me in the Benz Icy grip, telling me to leave with you and your friends

So if shorty wanna knock, we knocking to this And if shorty wanna rock, we rocking to this And if shorty wanna pop, we popping the Crist' Shorty wanna see the ice, then I ice the wrist City talk, Nelly listen, Nelly talk, city listen When I fuck fly bitches, when I walk pay attention See the ice and the glist', niggas staring, know they diss Honies looking all "They wish, " come on boo, gimme kiss, c'mon

If you want to go and take a ride with me We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)

If you want to go and take a ride with me We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E Oh, why must I feel this way? (Hey, must be the money)

Hey, must be the money Hey, must be the money Hey, must be the money Must be the money

If you want to go and take a ride with me We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's Oh, why do I live this way? (Hey, must be the money) If you wanna go and get high with me Smoke a L in the back of the Benz-E Oh, why must I feel this-

After the song ended

Rachel said “I miss us all being together”

“I hope we don’t get in trouble for our covert jam session” Artie said

we all laughed

“If sue catches us mingling we’re cooked. She told me if I even talked to one of Mr.Schues kid that she would shave my head and I just can’t rock that look. Even Justin Timberlake is growing his frow back.” Kurt said

“Well we gotta go you guys Mrs.Sylvester is expecting us in ten minutes. In the dance studio.” Mercedes said

I started to walk down and waited for Santana to finish her hug with Brittnay.

we all said bye and left

“Bye white people” Artie said

“hey what are you guys doing here” Mr.Schue said

“oh we’re just stopping bye to say hello.” Tina said

“Hey at-least I still get you Freshman” I said after we had left

“Hey what minority are you?” Matt asked

“yeah” everyone said

“I’ll tell you guys just not right now okay. Let’s go get to Sue before she yells at us for being late.” I said

I wrapped my arms around Mercedes and Kurt shoulders as we walked to the classroom.

Two days later in glee club. We all got sat down after Mr.Schue

“You’ll all minorities cause your in the glee club now there’s only 14 of you so it doesn’t matter that Rachel is Jewish or that Finn is” Mr.schue said

“unable to tell my rights from my lefts” Finn said

we all laugh

“or that Santana is Latina or that Quinn is” Mr. Schue says

“pregnant” Sue said

“Sorry Q it will be all over the blogosphere this afternoon. Now everybody knows. Including me.” Sue said

I meet Jacob leaving school. “Jacob no I don’t care what Sue made you do. I told you not to run that story. Hell Rachael even gave you her underwear. I gave you everything you wanted. One day you’re going to have to realize that the things you write can destroy peoples lives. Your not a journalists Jacob you’re a nerd who’s a bully. You just ruined Quinn’s life and she needs friends right now so I’m not gonna hurt you. But if you ever come after someone in Glee again and destroy their life I will burn your house down and kill you. Do you understand me.” I asked

“yes can I go know” he asked running off

[wmucody]

@wmublaine

GLEE POST 001: AUDITION FOR NEW DIRECTIONS

"Uh, hi".

The bright floodlights of the stage made it difficult for Cody to see if there was even anyone watching him. This environment was new to him. Sure, he stood on stage before but that was one time for a high school talent show. And it was vastly different from the well-equipped platform he found himself on at this moment in time.

"I'm Cody, which you know, and I'll be auditioning for the role of Cody within the New Directions," he joked, hiding his slight nerves with his humour. "I think I'll be a good fit as a little birdie named Rachel urged me to try out, plus this other vertically challenged preppy guy has been pushing for this for what seems like forever. Think his name was.. Blair. You might know him," Cody pointed towards Blaine, knowing that they have a solid friendship enough for him to slightly bully him.

Clasping his hands behind his back, Cody stood fiercely and confidently. "Yeah, I think I'd be a good fit for New Directions for many reasons. I am talented, good-looking, and I hold a certain type of ambitious energy that would massively benefit not only myself but everyone within this team. I'm progressing my piano skills, my guitar skills are shit hot which you will see in just a minute".

Clearing his throat Cody bent down, un-clicking the case for his guitar before throwing the strap over his head. The guitar was his grandfather's before he sadly passed away when he was a younger boy. It was crazy, he thought, that his own father and mother were so against musical careers when they, themselves, were brought up by 'could-have-been' musicians. His musical talents were suffocated until they slowly disappeared in his household. His family had no time for 'creative' careers. It was finance and business, or finance and business. So to be stood in front of others singing, on a stage, with a potential to be entering into a club where he could be exposed to a life of performing. The feeling was almost overwhelming.

"Anyway, here's Bellyache".