#goodbye reputation

[stillgotscars]

oh wait a minute… “put the money in a bag and i stole the keys / that was the last time you ever saw me” // “remember when you couldn’t take the heat? / i walked out, i said, ‘i’m setting you free’”

[vettelsvee]

i had insomnia last night and i’ve thought about this seriously… my friends who read goodbyes are bittersweet, this one’s for you: if taylor announces reputation (taylor’s version) today, i’ll do a one week marathon of goodbyes are bittersweet, including some smaus i have already prepared, as soon as all chapters are written

hope you like this one because i know this will be the end of me, but you’re are going to like this a lot 😙 (let’s never forget i’m doing this for a reason, and yes: y/n will have her rep era… in my upcoming seb fics…)

[demodraws0606]

I'm really scared about the fact that Rui will graduate next year (in project sekai time) because I 100 pourcent think the idea of leaving the highschool friends he literally recently just made and everyone else in kamikou would definitely make him emotional.

And also there is definitely a bad association between graduating/changing periods in his life and losing people he was close to

[impossible-rat-babies]

[bojackhorsemanobviously]

eric: You wont fuck me cause I'm fat I see how it s ):

DAMNIT ERIC IT WAS ONE TIME ..

But would you let him? That is the real question

IM NOT GAY!!!!!!

[bookwyrminspiration]

wait how long ago did project-moonlark delete their account? I just joined a year ago and for someo reason I remember seeing posts of hers on my dash. I could be wrong tho

I don't have the exact date, but it was several years ago. I believe it wasn't too long after I joined the fandom, so perhaps 2019? Edit: perhaps 2020

That may not be right, but it's definitely been over a year. Sometimes we'll reblog posts of Casey's (like I've been doing), or perhaps you saw posts on pinterest, which could explain why you remember that. Hope that helps!

[joellescardigan]

goodbye, goodbye, goodbye, you were bigger than the whole sky. you were more than just a short time…

[mbsanandreas13]

🤎 the good in goodbye and …ready for it MV both goes to show that our queens have all the power ever and they are unstoppable. This makes me wanna get exited for rep tv lol 🩵

[nerdysk8s]

This is a reminder that you always have the option to leave a church nicely.

[tuiyla]

Totally agree with you saying why the hell did Kurt think the guys and not the girls in Goodbye. He was always best friends with girls, apart from Blaine, and they hung around with them much more. Glee writers had no idea.

Right like it's just so obvious, and then Glee turns around and in such an important episode tries to retcon this shit? Nah I'm not having it. The boys as a collective barely started showing up for Kurt when things got really messed up whereas the girls, particularly Rachel and Mercedes have always welcomed him.

And what's that bs that they never saw him for their differences, that's ALL they saw him for, for a long while. Some of them even acted like they could catch the gay from hanging around him. Nah I'm just not having this suck-up fest that's entirely unearned.

[acteur-dramatique]

Dancing with Hands Tied

The playlists sits in his hands now,

a message folded in melody,

and I watch his face, my heart a quiet drum,

waiting for him to press play.

He's excited -- more than I thought he'd be,

and it's joy and terror twisted together,

like we're dancing with our hands tied,

each song a step closer to the truth

I try to bury under chords and verses.

I'm afraid he'll hear it all,

that hidden pulse, the steady beat,

the silent notes woven between every line.

It's an unspoken confession I hope stays silent,

a feeling tucked under baselines and drums,

where I thought it would be safe.

But what if he hears it, the undercurrent,

the rhythm of something unsaid,

something I haven't dared to let rise

to the surface of us, where we stand,

just friends, the easy laughter, the light talk?

What if he hears that quiet ache

I tried to lace through the songs,

a story only I knew was there?

If he does, if he reads the lines

like a map leading straight to me,

I'll shatter like glass,

a death by a thousand cuts,

a bleeding heart in a thousand notes.

But he's smiling, scrolling through the songs,

oblivious, innocent, maybe unaware

that each lyric, each choice

is a step closer to the edge of knowing.

Maybe he won't feel it, the message,

the way I've tangled myself up in the tunes,

hoping he doesn't see it but almost wishing he does.

It's a delicate balance, this feeling,

the thrill of him loving what I love,

but fear, too, that he'll hear more than music --

that he'll hear me.

So we dance like this, his excitement, my fear,

moving together in a rhythm we can't break,

hands bound by words left unspoken.

If he knew, if he caught even a glimpse

of what I've hidden in each verse,

I'd have no choice but to turn, to hide,

to vanish into the silence I left behind.

I'm here, waiting, hoping he loves it,

but terrified of the cost.

So we dance, hands tied, a little reckless,

each song a step closer,

each beat a little too l out,

and I wonder -- how long before he hears?

[khioneee]

tap out. pt ii.

warnings. mentions of death, emotional distress, grief and loss, pregnancy.

a few years later, another tap-out ceremony arrives, but this time, the air feels different—heavier, somber. simon’s been gone for over a year, his deployment unexpectedly extended due to an incident overseas. you’d been told he couldn’t come home for a while, but that didn’t make the waiting any easier.

today, you stand among families who aren’t just here to tap out their loved ones but to say goodbye to those who didn’t make it home. tears stream down faces as loved ones gather around caskets, grieving the soldiers they’d lost. the sight fills you with a mix of dread and relief, knowing simon is still out there, waiting.

simon stands in formation, rigid as always, but he has a sense for you. before you even appear in his line of sight, he knows you’re near. but imagine his surprise when he catches a glimpse of you in his peripheral vision, a small bundle wrapped securely in your arms.

his heart hammers in his chest, quickening as he realizes what this means. his breath catches, his eyes fixed on you as you approach. you look up at him, your eyes sparkling, a knowing smile on your face as you watch the subtle changes in his expression—the slight twitch of his eyebrows, the way his breathing picks up as it dawns on him.

both of you had been trying for a baby before he left, and now, standing before him, you hold that precious life in your arms. it had been a struggle going through pregnancy without him, feeling his absence during every kick and every sleepless night. but seeing him now, looking more than ready to meet your child, all the pain fades away, replaced by a joy so profound it fills every inch of you.

‘daddy’s home,’ you whisper softly, tilting the blanket so simon can see her tiny face, fast asleep, a perfect mirror of him in miniature. she’s got his nose, his quiet strength already etched into her tiny features.

with tears in your eyes, you reach up, your hand finding his cheek, tapping him out in the gentlest of touches.

the moment your hand connects, simon moves, breaking formation as he pulls both of you into his arms, holding you close as if he’ll never let go. his voice is thick with emotion, barely a whisper as he murmurs, ‘my loves.’

you knew your husband had a reputation in the military—a man as cold and unyielding as steel, a fortress no one could break. but as he held you and your newborn in his arms, that carefully built facade cracked, revealing a vulnerable side of him that only you ever saw. the tough soldier was gone, replaced by a man whose heart lay entirely with his family.

‘do you want to hold her?’ you ask softly, watching his eyes light up with a blend of surprise and joy.

‘her?’ he whispers, voice catching on the single word, as if it’s almost too much for him to believe.

you nod, smiling through a haze of happy tears. ‘her.’

with slow, reverent movements, you pass your daughter to him, watching as she looks impossibly tiny cradled in his strong arms. simon looks down at her with a mixture of wonder and fierce protectiveness, as though he’s already memorizing every detail of her face.

as if sensing her father’s gaze, the baby yawns, a soft little sound that makes simon’s eyes shine with awe. you catch the faintest smile pulling at his lips, a rare, tender expression that he reserves only for moments like this.

he leans down, pressing his lips gently to her forehead. ‘never gonna let anything happen to you,’ he murmurs, voice thick with love and quiet promise.

while simon was lost in his quiet moment with your daughter, a loud shout cut through the air, breaking the peaceful silence.

‘is that our baby i see?!’

simon’s head snapped up, his expression immediately shifting to something harder. he turned to see soap grinning widely, practically bouncing with excitement. with a sigh, simon reached over and smacked the back of soap’s head, though his movements were careful not to jostle the sleeping baby in his arms.

‘there’s people grieving, you idiot,’ simon muttered, but soap only snickered, completely unfazed.

‘and what do you mean, ‘our’? she’s y/n’s and mine. you’re not part of this relationship, mate,’ simon added, his tone dripping with mock irritation.

but soap, undeterred, just ignored him and held out his hands, wiggling his fingers in a display of exaggerated excitement. ‘oh, come on! let me hold our child!’

simon groaned, looking down at you with a glance that seemed to ask, ‘do i really have to put up with this?’ but he couldn’t hide the tiniest hint of a smile tugging at the corner of his mouth as soap’s enthusiasm filled the air around you.

reluctantly, and with another sigh, simon finally leaned over, carefully passing your daughter to soap, though not without a low, ‘if you don’t keep her calm, you’re not holding her again.’

soap just grinned, taking her into his arms as if he’d won the lottery, cradling her gently and cooing softly.

soon after, the rest of task force 141 gathered around, drawn by the excitement, each member eager to catch a glimpse of the new addition to the family.

you and simon stood to the side, watching with cautious eyes as they took turns holding her, each one adopting a careful gentleness you wouldn’t have expected from hardened soldiers.

price held her with a proud grin, murmuring something about ‘training her to be the next captain,’ while gaz made her giggle softly with his gentle cooing. even the usually reserved roach softened as he held her, a rare smile tugging at his lips.

you glanced up at simon, watching his face as he stood beside you, arms crossed in a show of casual indifference.

but you knew him too well. beneath the mask of stoicism, there was something warmer, a subtle softness in his gaze as he watched his team, his family, sharing this moment with him. this gruff, unbreakable soldier, who had once thought he’d lost everything, had found a new family among them, one that shared in his joys and sorrows alike.

reaching over, you took his hand, giving it a gentle squeeze. he didn’t say anything, just gave your hand a quick squeeze in return, a quiet acknowledgment. but you could see it in his eyes, that gratitude for a family he never expected to find—a family that had now become part of yours.

[suprntralsa]

— ✿ tag dump. › quinn fabray.

— ✿ when you really believe in yourself you don’t need to bring other’s down. › quinn's s1 verse.

— ✿ i’m happy to be back and ready to start fresh. › quinn's s2 verse.

— ✿ you can’t change your past but you can let go and start your future. › quinn's s3 verse.

— ✿ i’ve been that girl and i’m never going back. › quinn's college verse.

— ✿ beth she’s my perfect thing something even i can’t screw up. › quinn's single mom verse.

— ✿ believe it or not this is the happiest day of my life. › quinn's post canon verse.

— ✿ quinn fabray. › in character.

— ✿ how many times do you have to make the same mistake to realize it’s not going to work out. › quinn's appearance.

— ✿ a bad reputation is better than no reputation at all. › quinn's headcanons.

— ✿ if you really want to be happy you’re going to have to say goodbye. › quinn's aesthetics.

— ✿ the fact is these guys were pretty cool to me last year when i wasn’t on top. › new directions.

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[ghostlyilluminations]

Welp, my new phone may be taken away as well as my moms phone and car. Her boyfriend got them for us but they might be breaking up now. RIP my new Apple Phone, her apple phone, and that expensive fucking car.

I put the real stakes in the tags because it feels more private that way lol