Glee idiot back again. I never liked the second gen either except for Kitty. I rank my Glee favs by how awful of a person they are. Like... Rachel? 11/10. I think seeing these idiots do absolutely heinous shit and face no consequences is so funny.
LMAO they are pretty awful in their own way.
Rachel is so unbelievably deranged but I absolutely love her character. Lea sucks tho 💀
I think my favorite thing about glee is how they could have quite literally just killed someone and their first thought is, “Oh. Let’s sing about it.” And that somehow Will is going to save them 😂
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I can't stop thinking about Jordan wearing boxers in their female form, they are going to be the dead of me fr
i think abt this night and also day also imagine them slipping their hand through the slit in the boxers to rub at their wet little clit because they've been thinking of you all day. rolling the hot little bud between their fingers and jerking it like they would their cock, though it feels 10 times more sensitive this way. thinking of pinning you down and forcing your legs open and making you feel how wet you made them, bumping their wet flesh against yours in an imitation of fucking you, thinks about your legs wrapping around them and pulling them into you cause you want it harder, thinks about you moaning their name and holding on to them and gasping and jesus fuck the way you looked today, in your fucking short skirt, those fucking thighs, they wanna fold you in half, sink their mouth into that wet pussy, and just the thought is enough to have them shaking apart. fingers wet as they pull them out of their boxers shiny with their cum. god.
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I've seen a couple of your posts on Glee, and I just need to talk about it. Kitty giving a girl and eating disorder and almost killing her and then having everyone blame the victim and LITERALLY NEVER BRINGING IT UP AGAIN will always be the height of comedy to me. Like? Those quirky moments you just wanna kill your classmate because why the fuck not? I will never stop finding this morbidly hilarious. Why did Kitty never get punished for this???
(Not even sure if you've seen the later seasons. Either way, throwing this into the void)
This might be a hot take idk since I’ve never actively been in the Glee fandom.
But I cannot stand that second gen of glee kids lmao
Like Marley and Jake were cute, until you know. But the rest? Pass.
Kitty really did that shit with no remorse either 💀
But that Glee Grease episode hit because we got Santana singing There Are Worse Things I Could Do. Fire 🔥
Also, the way Marley just let people talk about her mom like that? Couldn’t be me. I’d be fighting everyday.
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A/N: So, I was working on a story and then I couldn't edit it anymore... Probably cuz I took too long. Oops. Sorry @starry-fool
Sing With Me?
The Hat of Fate can burn.
Because of that accursed thing, you were now sitting in the living room of one Quinn Fabray. As the new kid in school, she scared the ever living shit out of you. While she wasn't quite the HBIC anymore, Quinn was still quite intimidating. What sucked further was that the two of you couldn't agree on ANYTHING.
"What about this one?"
"We've done that song already."
"This one?"
"No."
You had been at this for the past hour. Almost every suggestion you had was rejected one way or another. Quinn wasn't helping either. It was as if she wasn't even trying. It was frustrating.
"You suggest something then!" You groan, throwing your arms in the air. "Even if you don't care, it's still an assignment."
The blonde just rolls her eyes and levels you with a glare.
"Look. It doesn't matter anyway. Rachel and Finn are gonna sing, Mr. Schue will fawn over them and the rest of us are shoved into the sidelines. That's just how it is."
"That can change! There are so many great voices in the club. There's always a chance."
At that, Quinn slams her hand onto the table, startling you into silence.
"Things aren't going to change! Why bother trying!? If Mercedes and Santana can't, then we definitely have no shot. So just give up, dumbass!"
The other girl gets up and stomps away, leaving you stunned. You try not to cry. You were never great when someone yelled at you. Regardless, after a moment, you slowly gather your things and move to put your shoes on and leave. Why fight a losing battle?
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Quinn felt horrible. After hearing the front door close, she knew she screwed up. She knew she forgot the main reason for the Glee Club's existence.
Acceptance. Love of singing. Love of each other.
She had to apologize, but you weren't making it easy. The next day at school, Quinn couldn't find you at all outside of class. It was clear you were avoiding her and it made her feel even worse.
By the time lunch came around, Quinn nearly gave up her search. It wasn't until she heard rhythmic tapping coming from an empty classroom. Peeking her head in, the blonde finds you sitting, headphones on while tapping a pencil onto the desk. She was about to get your attention, but then you started singing.
I could play any game with you
I could say what you want me to
I could lie, I could lie
She listens to your voice and suddenly realizes that your voices would mesh incredibly well together without her changing her natural tone too much. So she stands there, listening further while you continue to lose yourself into the song. The song was unfamiliar, but it was easy enough for her to pick up the chorus.
So she does and joins in the next time it comes around.
Even through your headphones, you hear Quinn's voice and it startles you.
"Quinn? What are you doing here?" You ask, standing up and pulling the headphones from your head.
"Looking for you," she replies with a smile. "I wanted to apologize for last night. Honestly, I shouldn't care about the drama and politicking. I've been in too much of it and I'm tired." She shakes her head. "Let's just have fun and sing, yeah? That's what we're in the club for, right?"
Her hand reaches out towards yours and waits. It was an offering. Of friendship? Of teamwork? All of the above? You weren't sure, but you were willing to find out. Your hand grasps hers and you look into those shining hazel eyes.
"Let's figure out what to sing then."
Quinn pulls you out of the classroom and you walk alongside her.
"Actually, I really liked the song you were singing. Teach me that one?"
Her hand never lets go of yours.
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In the span of the week, you and Quinn work on your duet. Together, you figure out the lyrics and arrangement relatively quickly and dedicate the rest of your time to rehearsal. It doesn't take long for you to notice a shift in your relationship though.
You're sitting in Quinn's living room again. While you were opposite each other, you were still sitting close enough for your knees to touch. Quinn's voice blends with yours as you practice. But at a certain lyric, your eyes meet and there's a sudden tension in the room.
And if I go, will you love me
Will you love me when I come back
You were performing tomorrow. You were going to show the club that a performance doesn't need the best voices. You just needed to have fun. You and Quinn had worked hard to show this.
But this? This seemed like so much more.
The singing had ebbed as soon as you locked eyes. The air was so heavy, you could hardly breathe. It wasn't until Quinn's eyes flicked to your lips did you look away.
"Heh... I think we have that, what did Mr. Schue say? Vocal chemistry?" You say awkwardly. You could feel Quinn's eyes boring into you. "M-maybe we'll convince him to change things up, yeah?"
Suddenly, there was a hand on your cheek and you were staring into hazel eyes again.
"It doesn't matter if Mr. Schue changes things," Quinn says. Did she get even closer to you? She got even closer to you. You can feel her breath against your face. "But maybe we can still shake things up a little."
The smirk she pulls draws your attention to her lips and now you can't look away. You lean in and press your lips to hers. It starts out soft and tentative. You feel Quinn let out a soft sigh before pressing a little further into you. When you finally part, a small laugh escapes from you.
"Yeah, that'll shake things up."
Quinn just pulls you against her again.
"And as great as that is, I just want to 'sing' with you again."
Another kiss, plus many more, follow. You don't end up rehearsing anymore. Things were more than perfect.
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