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queerstudiesnatural · 7 months
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Area Woman Shocked To Discover: Ranking 754 Glee Songs From Worst To Best No Small Feat - Actually Very Difficult And Time Consuming
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cowlovely · 2 months
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there’s something deeply fascinating and somewhat unsettling about watching videos where people rank EVERY song in glee as opposed to just listing their top 100 or so
because there are a LOT of songs that glee fans agree are the cream of the crop, so you become accustomed to seeing many of the same ones in lists of people’s favorites—even if the order is very different or there are some odd ones out that throw you for a loop. but seeing someone rank ALL of the songs forces you to confront just how wildly different someone’s experiences can be from your own
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othergaywarbler · 8 months
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cross-post from my tiktok
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eurydicees · 2 years
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if you want to rewatch glee in its entirety you have to submit to the mortifying ordeal of watching finn sing you're having my baby and honestly guys idk if it's worth it
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fizzlehead · 2 years
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also here’s my top 10 glee songs that no one asked for:
1. thriller/heads will roll
2. paradise by the dashboard light
3. 4 minutes
4. don’t dream it’s over
5. the scientist
6. teenage dream (sorry)
7. CREEP
8. don’t rain on my parade (rachel version. sorry)
9. singing in the rain/umbrella
10. i’m not gonna teach your boyfriend how to dance with you (SORRY.)
honorable mentions to like 15 additional songs but ESPECIALLY i can’t go for that/you make my dreams come true and ROSE’S TURN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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inlovewith-icecream · 2 years
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I’m bored, send me glee opinions to rank
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lunarislilly · 5 months
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Ranking every Mercedes Jones Solo
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I'm gonna start ranking/reviewing every episode of Glee 🤭🤭
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stuffymcstuffsworld · 8 months
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Under foot
*Warning content mature for physical confrontation in story do not attempt in reality*
Someone should have warned him. Honestly? You thought someone had by now, and he was just ignoring the rumors. But really now, he was asking for it. If it didn't come from you, you were sure someone else would have done it.
Nobody scares your son and gets away with it. And how dare this mutt even think of telling your little Ray of Sunshine that he doesn't belong here when clearly he is thriving. How was this flea bag even related to a pedigree of Kalego-Sans caliber?
You stared down at the demon that you had just bitch-slapped to the ground. You won't apologize he was upsetting iruma and your poor baby looked close to a panic attack! You stood your ground and kept yourself in front of iruma just in case.
"It seems to me that you're the one who doesn't quite understand their place. You must have very low self-esteem if scaring a child makes you feel high and mighty." The cold tone, much like the echoed song of your slap, had the entire rooms attention.
"I don't want to hear that coming from an unrank-" another slap knocked him over before he could even try to climb back up on whatever high horse he rode in here with. You spotted a trickle of blood run down his cheek, and you buzzed with glee inside.
"Regardless of if I am or without a rank, do you honestly think that I would let you get away with threatening my child?" You examine your nails for a moment letting out a soft tsk when you spotted a chip in the perfect manicure Opera had given you for tonight.
"Frankly, I don't give a shit about who you are. I made a promise to my child from day one that I would protect them. You've made yourself a threat. It's sad to see that one who is a candidate for the 13 crowns is a mannerless dog."
You had been excited to meet the brother Kalego-San had spoken highly of, but meeting him like this, you knew Kalego-Sans opinion was unfortunately biased. He tried to push himself up, but you weren't done yet. Jamming your heeled shoe right into his calf, he grunted in pain. Mentally, you thanked Opera for convincing you to wear stilettos instead of the normal wedged shoes you would grab for height.
He snarled at you and tried to scare you with his magic. A large black wolf with 3 eyes and multiple tails. The beast imitated it's masters displeasure and growled deeply. It was scary you'd give it that 7/10 on the whole it'll eat me alive bit. But iruma being hurt or scared was far more terrifying to you.
Looking it up and down, you feigned disinterest. "Practically foaming at the mouth. A rabid beast with a moronic and tactless master." The dry monotone seemed to confuse all those watching. How could you be so calm?
Taking a small breath, you locked eyes with the animal. It was a battle of wills. And you were not willing to lose when you had iruma shaking behind you. Your baby came first, not you. So you weren't going to turn tail.
Twisting your foot deeper into your prey you grasped Fenrir's ear and also held it in a tight pinch he was not getting up or escaping anytime soon you noted from the painfull hiss you heard escape his lips. Oh, right, demons' ears were far more sensitive. You noted before brushing off the thought with a he'll live. 'For now.' A dark and twisted part of you agreed.
The wolf seemed conflicted as it watched you manhandled its owner. Though like a loyal dog, it did try baring its fangs at you. You bared your own teeth and let out a guttural snarl. You weren't certain if animal noises from Earth translated to those in Hell, but you hoped the message was still clear. 'Back off mutt.'
Its ears immediately flattened, and it let out a whine of sorts before disappearing. Glancing down, you saw Fenrir looking at you in what you could only describe as pure shock. Clearly, no one had been able to do that before. Good.
"See, even your little puppy knows when to submit to the alpha of the pack." You released his ear but did not ease your foot. Looming over him, you carefully stroaked the scratches you had landed on his face. He winced as you started applying pressure to the wound.
"You think you're superior? I literally have you under foot. I thought those of you on the border patrol were taught not to underestimate your enemy?" Tilting your head back, you glanced over at iruma just a quick check. He had stopped shaking and was looking at you in amazement.
You knew why. The entire course of your actions screamed that 'I belong here'. And if you who had less magic and no physical strength could walk amongst demons and go toe to toe with them, it was saying so could he and his ideals. You gave him a quick smile before returning your gaze to your current headache.
You had an entire room full of demons watching, and of course, you had a role to finish. Acting out the role of Irumas enraged parent was easy. Took absolutely no effort on your part cause you were actually that pissed. But being Sullivan's child, you had to show a bit of class.
You were among high society in the demon world, after all, for a party for the newest members of the 13 crowns. And you had one of the candidates under your heeled boots injured and awaiting your next move. The crowd mermered most in fascination of your control over not only the situation but the room itself.
It was as though you were holding trial over a convicted criminal. Or a ruler holding court and about to perform an execution. Finally removing your hand, you showed him your palm stained with his own blood. A vicious and cunning smile painted your face. Leaning closer, you allowed the weight of your body to press into his leg, allowing him to feel more pain from your actions.
And as he tried to hold back any sounds of discomfort and erase any traces of pain from his face, you started to whisper in his ears. "I know exactly who you are, Naberius Narnia, and I know you know what I am." His body stiffened immediately, seeming to realize how much trouble he was actually in with you.
"Don't you think it's funny? That demons needed to be the ones to leave instead of humans. I do." You purred into his ear, watching him twitch. "It's so cute how one thinks it was for the safety of humans that demon kind left!" Leaning back, you began to ease your foot off him.
"The reality of the matter is demons like you got scared of ones like me. Ones who just charge in blindly uncaring of the odds against them. Humans can be more frightening than demons when they want something." Your voice still low and hushed almost seductive.
"I don't care what you're planning. You could flip Hell upside-down for all I care. But if you try to drag my son into whatever game you are playing, just know this. You will meet your end by my hand. You will watch as I rip your wings off so you can't fly away. You will see me slowly skin you inch by inch. Your eyes will be my new earrings watching each bit of horror I wreak on you."
Standing at full height, you smirked down at him, confidence oozing out of you as you looked at the once proud alpha reduced to a quivering omega. Once more, you showed him your blood-stained palm. The madness seeping through your eyes, and you voice loud enough for the room to hear now.
"I do believe we've made quite the scene. It would be a shame for this party to be ruined by some... disagreement of opinions. I'm certain you've learned to be more mindful of your words, especially around children. They are impressionable."
The unspoken warning rang throughout the ballroom. Bowing his head lowly at you. "Thank you for imparting your wisdom on me. It was... enlightening." He remained on the floor, not daring to move. "And?"
Licking his lips, he lowered himself further down. "I apologize to both you and your son for my brazen behavior. You are correct, I acted out of line. And for that I am sorry." You tilted your head and hummed as if debating on if the apology had been to your liking.
"Thank you, we accept your apology." Iruma nervously spoke from behind you. You clapped your hands together cheerfully. "I'm so glad that's settled! Now run along doggy and go wash up." Waving the vile demon away from you, you watched as he quickly slipped out of the room. Only when he had disappeared behind the doors did you turn to face your son.
"Thank you for keeping our promise." Iruma said, smiling peacefully now that everything was over. "I intend to keep it with my dying breath." You told him before ruffling his hair. "Ugh, I'm hungry. Let's eat!" You quickly guided him to one of the nearby tables to stack countless items on your plates.
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polifandom · 4 months
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high school musical drama club analysis
im rewatching high school musical, as one does, and it didnt strike me till now that the drama club (or at the very least sharpay, and ryan by association) is actually pretty popular
lets start by making it clear that the basketball team is presented as the highest ranking in the school hierarchy, which is shown by intances like chad telling troy after status quo that "because he auditioned for the musical, people now think they can talk to them"
it is a constant throughout the entire show that we see how relevant the basketball team is for the school, so much in fact that the principal favors them and has basketball decor in his room
BUT what it is not so obvious is that the drama club is also popular! now, how have i come to this conclusion?
firstly, sharpay immediately is presented as a desired girl by the entire male population of the school (remembering, of course, that sharpay and ryan, but especially sharpay, are the faces of the drama club)
secondly, chad and the basketball team are not upset that troy wishes to audition for the musical because it would be "social suicide", which you might expect in a situation like this in any other high school show (which is the case of glee, another one of kenny ortega shows, so it goes to show that he's acutely aware of this directing choice), instead being upset because "people should stick to the stuff they know" as the song statuo quo says and because troy is the "basketball guy"
thirdly, chad, who was outraged the skaters now think they can talk to them, approaches ryan and sharpay when they are looking at the call back list (which we can analyze as chad seeing them as somewhat social equals)
fourthly, this might be a reach, but seating in the cafeteria in high school shows usually represents some form of hierarchy, the less popular kids sitting close to the trash cans and the more popular ones sitting at the better tables. what we know for a fact is the drama club table, because other than ryan and sharpay there's also kelsi sitting in it, is placed above the stairs at the very center, overlooking the entire cafeteria
fifthly, sharpay mentions how gabriella getting the part with troy would mean the scholastic club would go from drool to cool, meaning, at least in her manner of speaking, the club is below them
and lastly, chad, who is the most vocal in his disdain of the drama club, only speaks badly on in as ut opposes to basketball, telling troy following a musicak career would get him in his fridge as well, but mostly not attacking the musical directly other than making fun of its name "twinkle town"
anyways, overall i just think its interesting how the plot is so much more than you might see at first and i can do a whole analysis just on how much discourse there is on the statuo quo song (which is a fucking banger too)
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queerstudiesnatural · 6 months
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you ever take something way too seriously that should not be taken seriously at all
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kevinmchalenews · 20 days
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Wrap Party for Season Three
Even though the curtain is closing on Season 3, the fun is not over yet! Jenna and Kevin are back with your votes for Season 3’s top five favorite songs, episodes, and couples. There are some surprising rankings, some not-so-surprising winners, and a tie! Let the overview begin! Plus, the thing Kevin thinks there was not enough of in season 3 or all of Glee, for that matter and Jenna reveals she was super sick during an upcoming episode and was allowed to go home, but she refused! She spills all.
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mamawasatesttube · 1 year
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Can I request konbart and 86 please?
86. "Don't be scared; I'm right here."
"You're doing it again," Bart complains.
On the big common room TV, a zombie looms out of the darkness and slams into the hallway window—classic jumpscare. Bart doesn't flinch; he just opens his inventory, grabs the wooden planks, and boards up the window just as the zombie crashes through. Then he sticks his tongue out at it, for good measure.
The TTK holding his waist in a vice-grip, however...
"Kooooon." Bart reaches over and smacks one rock-hard (ow!) shoulder. "You're squishing me!"
The TTK loosens immediately, and Kon lifts his head from the pillow he's been hiding his face in with a sheepish look. "Sorry. It's just—that's so creepy, dude! How do you not freak playing it?!"
"You're scared of the zombies?" Bart can't help it; he laughs. "The zombies are the least scary thing in this whole game! Just wait 'til you see Mr. X."
"What the fuck is Mr. X?" Kon grips the pillow tighter, his eyes wide. Bart wonders just how much superstrength its seams can take before they give. "Bart. Who or what is Mr. X?"
"You giant baby." Bart grins. Leon keeps traipsing down the corridor; the unfortunately-bisected body of Officer Elliot lunges at him from the floor, and Kon yelps, clutching at Bart's shoulder again. In any other circumstance, it'd be cute; as is, Bart has to laugh at him. "Aw, don't be scared. I'm right here."
His distraction costs him; another zombie looms out of the shadows, and on the screen, Leon cries out as it sinks its teeth into his neck. Aw, grifenuggets. Bart's trying to go for that good good Hardcore mode S rank; he can't afford to waste heals on these chumps!
"This hallway sucks ass," he moans, knifing two of the zombies to death (redeath?) and then booking it outta there, pronto. "It gets worse once Mr. X is in here, though."
Kon stares at the screen with deep, deep suspicion. Bart can't wait to see him jump when Mr. X finally shows up in the station. "Bart. Who the fuck is Mr. X?"
"Oh, don't worry about it!" Bart sing-songs cheerily. The funniest part of this is, Kon was nowhere near this freaked out when they all ended up in that haunted house that was like actually full of malicious ghosts last week (...long story), but the scary video game? Ohhh, noooo. Superboy can't handle that.
It's like when he makes fun of Krypto for being scared of the vacuum cleaner, Bart thinks with glee.
Guess what, Kon? Mr. X is the vacuum cleaner now.
"I'm very worried about it!" Kon huffs. His TTK tightens a little around Bart's ribs again, and then Kon tips over into his side, rigid as can be. He's still clutching his pillow like a lifeline—better it get crushed than Bart's organs, though.
How indignant would he get if Bart told him he's being really cute right now? Like, in a really stupid way, but still. Cute.
"Sounds like a personal problem," Bart says instead, and keeps playing with a grin as Kon splutters at his side.
♥ angst/fluff prompts ♥
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Oooooooh Sarah what are you spicy NaNo thoughts on Midnights ep??
I still have 30+ more minutes to go so BUCKLE UP FOR THAT but below is a summary of truly eye twitch worthy things:
When doing her power ranking (by tier) Nora put "Question...?", "Midnight Rain", and "Glitch" into a tier-less purgatory and for that alone I lost my mind.
Nathan bald-faced making claims as if they are fact as to the circumstances of "WCS" made me actually see red I had to stop my hot girl walk for several minutes to cool the fuck down. Spoiler: Virginity things.
Nora doesn't like the "Mastermind" bridge which is fine that's just the entire point of the song but what to do I suppose.
It isn't about Midnights but Nora took the opportunity to call "Daylight", and I quote, "Meh". *screams*
I will not stand for 'sexy baby' slander. Either you understand the sexy babies or you don't!!!!
Calling "Lavender Haze" her best album opener when "SOG" is literally right there - truly baffling.
And that's what you missed on Glee.
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angelhummel · 1 year
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last one!
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angelatsumu · 2 years
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for whom the bell tolls.
in which some hq men choose their wedding song (from my wedding song playlist). no particular ranking or order, just collective yearning.
warnings: none, just tooth-rotting fluff. selfish yearning on my part, but i hope you all enjoy <3.
s. kiyoomi <3
“someone who loves me” by Sara Bareilles
he’s smitten, like cupid’s arrow had struck him through the center of his chest. he’s certain of it on your first date together, and he’s reminded of it every morning he’s waking up next to you. the day you procalimed “yes” with tears in your eyes as he knelt before you, he was praying begging you would ignore the salty drops on his cheeks. he’d never met someone that set his heart aflame before, and it was more than thrilling to know that you felt the same way. as he stood before you at the end of the aisle, he’s trembling. he can’t stop the tears from gracing his tanned cheeks, eyes locked in on your gorgeous face as you’re escorted to him with steady steps. he’s never seen anything so beautiful, something that he was certain would replace every other core memory in his mind. this moment, this is when he’s feeling the most surreal. you’re blushing at him, a beautiful grin playing on your kissable lips as you finally stand beside him. he’s tempted to turn away, to hide his tears from you, but your hand reaches to swipe his cheek, and more tears flow. he’s so lucky, so damn lucky to have you until the day he dies. he’s so lucky to have won the love of someone as kind, caring, and witty as you. he’s lucky that his mess was never enough to scare you away, and when he kisses you he thinks “i am so lucky to have someone who loves me”.
u. wakatoshi.
“Monster (feat. King Princess)” by Adventure Time, King Princess
ushiwaka’s never been good with words, and that didn’t change the day he proposed to you. he knew words could never unscramble the way his heart beats for you; they would pale in comparison for the way he loves you. he’s always needed your closeness, your touch, and your time. he finds you in all he does, and that’s when he knew he loved you. wakatoshi loves music more than he had before because it says things he knows he couldn’t. he never knew what love truly felt like, but he would describe it like an itch only satiated by being with you. the first time he confessed something so kind, so thoughtful, was in front of every loved one you had on your wedding day. the public display of his devotion to you had his chest swelling with anxiety, but the cheerful tears that graced the pretty blush of your cheeks was enough to assure him that he made the right confession. his words didn’t quite convey it all, all the years of built-up emotion. that’s why when this song plays, he’s boiling over with love for you and he’s bringing you into his warm embrace as he ushers you to the dance floor. you’re taken aback at the confessional, the willingness to share such an intricate part of himself in the song; you barely finish the first dance before you’re crying into his chest.
m. atsumu.
“Somewhere Only We Know” by The Warbler (Glee—this version is the best version, please)
atsumu’s always been a cheesy lover. he loves to serenade you, to blindside you with an affectionate concert in the middle of your livingroom. he loves giving you so much love it’s embarrasing, and it’s because he’s always known he’s loved you, and it’s pained him to keep it to himself. his love for you is spilling over in every moment the two of you have, and he never fails to make romance a staple in your relationship. the public displays of affection are never boring with atsumu, even before he dropped to one knee. this song is the one he hummed to you after your first night together. he hummed it again after he drove the two of you home after dinner with your parents. and finally, he hummed it as he prepared to pop the glorious question that had his palms sweating. the jovial tone and the innocent but personal lyrics of the song make him think of the earlier days of your partnership, the days he fell harder than he’d expected to. there were many places only the two of you knew, many places he wanted to show you. his devotion to you spilled over into this song, and tears met your eyes as he extended his hand to you on your special day, dragging you along to the dance floor. he sings the whole song to you as you slow dance for all to see. he knows this song is cheesy, but he also knows that it’s a testament to how long he’s loved you and how much longer he plans to—for eternity.
b. koutaro.
“Pink in the Night” by Mitski
this song has been rent-free in koutaro’s mind since he’d heard you play it during your night-time routine. he remembered the lyrics just so he could look it up when you weren’t around, playing it over and over until he learned every rhyme. the song was like it was written for him, for the both of you. loving you felt like he was warm all over, glowing whenever he thought of you. he’s always flushed when a teammate asks about you, quick to answer in a long-winded discussion about your new favorite whatever. he’s always beaming about you in interviews, on phone calls, on tour. he sees your face and all he can think is “i love you. i love you. i love you.”. he finds himself overwhelmed the amount of love that spills from his heart when he says his vows, tears speckling the eys of his groomsmen. when he kisses you after the “i do”, he remembers the song once more, claiming he needed to kiss you until he did it right. you’re beaming as he continues to speckle you with love-filled, sugary sweet kisses. he kisses you before the reception. he kisses you during the speeches from friends. he kisses you whenever you return from the bathroom. he’s grateful he has an eternity to kiss you because he’s never truly certain they will ever be right enough for communicating just how much he loves you.
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