#loserlikewe

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@loserlikewe​ // noah puckerman

                a shaky hand dabs at wide eyes as rachel leans forward, inspects the damage in the mirror. ( there’s unmistakable puff underneath her eyelids, and despite the way she’s tried to avoid making things worse, the black from her mascara is nearly dripping down her cheeks. truthfully, she should know better than to let someone like santana lopez get the best of her, but sometimes, rachel can’t help it. and her front for tolerance simply crumbles in front of her eyes. )

                the bathroom door swinging open has rachel sniffling quietly to herself as she turns away, though the reflection of her best friend in the mirror has her face scrunching with confusion. ❛ --- you can’t be in here, noah! this is the ladies room! ❜ ( there’s no true malice behind her voice, but she tries her best to sound intimidating. )

#loserlikewe #𝐱𝐱. i’m rachel berry and i’ll be singing... ────── rachel interaction. #𝐱𝐱. baby just say yes. ────── ☆ best friends verse feat. loserlikewe. #𝐱𝐱. are you gonna steal something from me? ────── rachel feat. puck. #TEE HEE HEE #𝐢. power down. ────── queue.

[awesomegaydar]

@loserlikewe​ liked for a starter

❛This party blows.❜ And she shoves her red solo cup against the chest of passing football player, who groans in protest at the force behind it but keeps walking with a beer-stained t-shirt. ❛And you’ve been quiet all night. Is there something you wanna tell me or do I have to put up with your attitude until you give me a ride home?❜

#loserlikewe: quinn fabray #loserlikewe #( 06. verse - canon ) #what is this? i have no idea! but it's something!

[unitedleader]

"i didn’t mean to hurt you." - from quinn :')))

BITTERSWEET RP MEME

THINGS WEREN’T SUPPOSED TO BE THIS WAY. how could everything slip so quickly from his fingers? had he really been that stupid? he wasn’t innocent, no and yet she’s the one apologizing to him. the truth was, her spent too much time pissed at her that it almost felt like wasted energy now. mistakes often played on a loop, over and over, repeating themselves in his mind during times he should be sleeping. spending his waking hours wondering what the next day would bring. An apology wasn’t what he was expecting. it was her taking the higher road to an already low blow.

He’s quiet for possibly too long as he mulls her apology over. if he were really and truly still pissed at her he could just as easily stormed away from her the same day she told him the baby wasn’t his, but his best friends. there was a time and a place for hypocrisy, and it wasn’t now. “ I’m sorry, “ he felt his voice crack a little, his throat feeling that dry and scratchy feeling before he swallowed. “ I know — I know you didn’t mean to, but you did and I kept asking myself : why wasn’t I enough? I swear I’ve never been more humiliated in my life and that’s . . . sayin’ somethin’. but I hurt you, too and I never meant to. “ he didn’t know who he was anymore, losing the essence of what he believed was himself, he didn’t know her ( perhaps he never did ) and puck, someone he knew nearly his whole life felt like a stranger. more than anything, finn wanted to forgive. to move past it. he could do that if he wanted, he just had to allow himself to do so. “ I should’ve apologised to you, I just never seen it coming - any of it. There’s no .. going back. both of our hearts are broken and somehow I end up feeling more alone than I’ve ever felt. I just don’t know how to be your friend anymore. I want to, I do. I just think we need to give each other some more space. “ it would be hard- especially in glee but at least by letting it be known instead of just avoiding her without telling her, he didn’t know but he could not deal with any of it right now. “ I’m sorry, quinn, but I gotta … I gotta go. “

#I’m crying on the outside #𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪’𝘮 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯’ 𝘧𝘰𝘳 ( verse 001. ) #𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘺. ( answered. ) #loserlikewe﹐ quinn. #loserlikewe

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@loserlikewe​​ → s.c.​

                   despite the way sleep threatens to pull at the corner of his eyes, blaine’s smile is bright as he approaches sam’s locker. ( there’s something akin to nerves in his stomach, but he’s quick to push it down and cast it aside. as tina said, it’s perfectly normal for him to project these feelings of loneliness onto people. though there’s something to be said about her doing the very same, but... that’s a problem for later. )

                  a hand taps sam’s shoulder as blaine reaches out, and his jaw cracks on a small yawn before he speaks. ❛ hey, man, ❜ he offers, voice light despite himself. ❛ i don’t know if you’ve heard, but -- mr. schue’s out today. apparently, he’s come down with a cold? ❜ his tone is questioning in nature, and his eyes roll despite himself. ❛ either way -- glee’s cancelled today. ❜

#loserlikewe #blaine anderson tester tag. #ANYWAYS NO ONE PERCEIVE ME #i literally made this banner just for you jaffia i cannot believe this

[deathhumored]

RACHEL  &  QUINN  /  @loserlikewe​

❛    WELCOME  !       sorry  for  the  mess----      we  thought  you’d  be  getting  here  later----      santana  is  useless  with  a  broom.     ❜           she  smiles  sheepishly  as  she  gathers  up  the  blankets  from  the  sofa  &  moves  to  dump  them  in  a  nearby  basket.     

#⇀ 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐅𝐔𝐍𝐍𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 ; verse. glee. season 5. #loserlikewe #✕ 𝐈 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 ; muse. rachel berry

[fondermusique]

@loserlikewe​ asked: “ tell me i have nothing to worry about ” - sam :))

she has to pause. has to catch her breath.

i can’t go through this again.

there’s already tears at the threshold, wishing wildly to be set free, but she can’t. she can’t be the girl who cries every time something goes wrong. especially when she’s the one who made it all go so wrong. she didn’t want to be her anymore.

“ sam, i - ” breaking off suddenly, quinn’s eyes make the split decision to tear themselves away from sam’s. she can’t keep looking at him, or she knows it’ll all come crumbling down.

the real truth, the honest fact of the matter was, she didn’t know. there was this insatiable desire in her heart, one that fought tooth & nail to be satisfied.     her need for love was so strong sometimes it felt like it could consume her.     but she didn’t always feel that way. one by one, the people she was closest to took away what she once thought was everything she needed. now she was left with not just the desire to replace what had been lost, but the hunger for whatever it was that the rest of the world was feeling. because the way love is supposed to feel according to the likes of great poets & love songs, even to her ex boyfriend, & the girl he chose over her ----- was nothing like the hollow hope that lived inside her heart as she painted on a smile & called it perfect. quinn was really starting to believe she’d never know what true love felt like. & then she met sam.

in many ways he scares her. confuses her. makes her feel like she’s living in some weird dream land of his own creation ( not that he’d likely protest such a sci-fi fantasy way of life ). & as much as she wants it, there’s still a big part of her that isn’t certain she deserves it. & how can she do this if she’s just going to get hurt again ? how can she do this, if she’s going to hurt someone else again ?

“ i can’t do this. ” finally her admission overtakes her. she blurts it out but has no plan for what to say or do afterwards. in the moment she wanted to run away & erase all the feelings that drew her in, making her feel safe & secure for once in her life in a way that made her feel FREE. & that broke her heart more than his question did. did he have something to worry about ? of course he did. & she did too.

“ i don’t know, sam. i don’t know if you should be worried. i don’t know, what i’m feeling or what i want.     i’m worried, i-i’m more than worried, i, am terrified. ”     harsh breaths interrupt her briefly, but at least she’s trying. firmly placing both feet on the ground while ever bone in her body begged her to get the hell out while she still could. “ i don’t want to mess this up, but i know i will. ” tears finally fall, dripping in two uneven lines down her cheeks. “ & i’m sorry. ”

#me making her use her words because i refuse to not cry #loserlikewe #hi am i using the first time he tried to kiss her for icons? yes :( #this is so fun for us :))))))) #me halfway through: it would be ic for her to leave #also me: uhhhhh no

[finnhdsn]

@loserlikewe​  :   “ you love me, don’t you ? ” 

finn swore that his heart had fallen into the pit of his stomach, pulsing so hard that a warmth spread through his core. it burned any sort of words that started to form in his throat, blinking like a deer in headlights. he had been single for a few weeks now after finding out about rachel and puck, and now     QUINN FABRAY   , the girl he had never fully gotten over, was standing at his locker with her big, hazel eyes, ready to wreck his entire existence all over again.

“   where is this coming from?   ”    he finally managed to ask, brow furrowing.  “  is this one of those   RECTANGULAR QUESTIONS    that girls like to ask that don’t really have a real answer, so it’s kinda a trap?   ”

#JAFFIA T.T #⟨ QUINN ⟩ / * 𝐢 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 . #⟨ SEASON TWO ⟩ / * 𝐢'𝐦 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 . #loserlikewe #answered

[wmhsgossip]

JACOB BEN ISRAEL, HERE TO REPORT THE LATEST GOSS!

mr schuester @schuestr​ is sexually attracted to his sweater vests. he is an addict and needs rehab. — anonymous

Well, well, I can’t say we’re all surprised. WILL SCHUESTER, I think you’re overdue for a sweatervention. Perhaps your not-so-subtle lady lover can help with vest addiction?? This makes the perfect time to address your RAPPING problems and your added obsession with JOURNEY. Your glee club members especially request that you stop.

blaine @wrblr is cheating on kurt @simpbastian with.... MATT RUTHERFORD! @bgdancer​ — anonymous

WHAT’S THIS? Our resident turtle seems to know his way around population BOY in McKinley. And with the shining hair gel from Gay Dalton? BLAINE WARBLER, care to comment? Are you officially kicking the ex-kicker from your gaydar?

I heard Rachel @ofberry is ready to leave Finn any day now and begin a love affair with one Quinn Fabray @loserlikewe​ — anonymous

OOH-LA-LA! It appears we have some interesting girl-on-girl action happening in our halls! LUCKILY, I have managed to grab some footage (from an..anonymous sender) that catches these two in HOT STEAMY ACTION! (Rachel, if you’re no longer interested in our ice queen, I will happily take her place).

#003. / GOSSIP SUBMISSION. #schuestr #wrblr #simpbastian #ofberry #loserlikewe

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          @loserlikewe​  said  :  [TEXT] Did you sleep together? //  (sam 👀)

[ SMS : SAM ! ]  what would you say if i had? [ SMS : SAM ! ]  and no, that’s not a confession.

text  message  starters !!  //  accepting.

#loserlikewe #verse tag tbd. #answered. #i ??? don't know what this is

[saintsandsiinners]

"Will you be my valentine, my love?" (quinn to ade!)

     “yes, yes, yes, a thousand times yes, no question,” adelaide answers immediately, reaching for quinn, ignoring the display of roses set before her for the time being because quinn fabray is nothing if not incredibly detailed and a complete romantic at heart no matter what she says. “as long as i don’t have to cook and risk giving us food poisoning again,” she points out seconds before wrapping her arms around quinn’s neck and drawing the woman against her, planting a thorough, sweet kiss upon her fiance’s mouth.

#( convo : adelaide monroe ) #( ship : adelaide+quinn ) #ugh the babies #loserlikewe

[lopeiz]

@loserlikewe​ asked: ‘ i keep collecting spiderwebs on my face and now i’m just sort of immune to them. i’m just letting them accumulate. ’ from sam!! buzzfeed unsolved || accepting !

face twists with disgust.     the queen of means’s honesty came across in many ways, one of which was with her distinct expressions. it’s clear to anyone with an observant eye that she’s grossed out, but santana decided that was enough payback for having to listen to sam talk. “ open your mouth. ” distaste transfers to judgement as toned arms cross over her chest “ i want to see how many spiders have taken resident in the crevesis of your gigantic mouth. it must feel like owning a mansion. i wonder if they’ve started a family in there, not that they’d want to subject a whole new generation to your impressions which i’m such echo like crazy in there. ”

#loserlikewe #i am amazed at how sam that is suigbsigb #i love him & she can not handle it

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@loserlikewe​ // s.c.

              ❛ you know those days when you wanted to choose to not get out of bed and get lost in your head again? ❜

#loserlikewe #𝐱𝐢𝐱. if i may. ────── kurt interaction. #𝐱𝐢𝐱. one day you will all work for me. ────── kurt: william mckinley. #𝐱𝐢𝐱. i gave him my word. ────── kurt feat. sam. #THEY......... t h e y........ :'))))

[ofberryarchive]

GLEE, 02x16, original song. ( cc: @loserlikewe )

#☆ ¦ ᴛʜᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ɢᴇᴛs ᴛʜᴇ ʙʀᴀss ʀɪɴɢ ( visage. ) #( photo. ) #( edit: mine. ) #☆ ¦ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ( faberry. ) #loserlikewe #personals do not interact / like / reblog #mutual quinn players can reblog if u feel so inclined !! #anyways this took me entirely too long but i think it was WORTH IT #long post //

[unitedleader]

@loserlikewe ( quinn liked for a starter )

he paused what he was in the middle of , throwing an incredulous look her way with a scoff leaving him — weighing his reaction towards hers , which was met with disbelief. “ I’m making the DIFFERENCE, “ he blurts his brows still furrowed. he didn’t really wanna argue with her , but he knew that he’d definitely already taken it there by allowing his temper and mouth to get the best of him. “ — why can’t you just be HAPPY? “

#loserlikewe﹐ quinn. #loserlikewe #closed. #I hope this is okay !! 🖤 #my brain always chooses angst so I’m sorry jaffia)): #𝘪 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯’𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪’𝘮 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯’ 𝘧𝘰𝘳 ( verse 001. ) #cory montieth //

[shoreabove-moved]

@loserlikewe​ said : [ RAIN ] your muse kisses my muse outside during a rainstorm. ( puck )

                      leave it to rachel berry to get stuck in a love triangle she wants nothing to do with. ( she tried making things work with finn. he’s sweet and he’s nice and rachel really, truly believes that she gets to see a side of him that no one else does. their environment, however, doesn’t lend itself well to their budding young love. and despite her want and her need to fight for them, finn couldn’t handle it. )

                      and now she’s alone, fending off santana lopez for the twentieth time in assurance that she doesn’t want anything to do with noah. ( she ignores the way her cheeks flush at the mention of his name. she ignores the way she thinks about them ending up together. she ignores the way her stomach flares with nerves every time they’re alone together. she can’t be the only one to think they’re meant to be, but in the same vein, she has to be. because noah doesn’t understand how relationships work, and rachel can’t let herself fall prey to his charms. she’s smarter than that. )

                      that’s what she tells herself, anyways, as she storms away from his car and towards her front door. she insisted on leaving the party early, as per usual, when quinn and finn couldn’t keep their hands to themselves. and when santana started making wildly inappropriate accusations, she knew she had reached her limit. she doesn’t look at noah as she leaves, eyes focused strictly on the front door.

                      his larger hand around her wrist has her turning, though, and rachel hates that she’s crying. she hates that he can tell, too, despite the rain falling around them. ❛ i can’t do this anymore, ❜ she insists, tugging her hand back as it smooths down the front of her dress. ❛ i don’t know why she hates me so much, and i don’t know why you won’t say anything, but -- i’m done, noah. i’ve got more important things to worry about than this. ❜

                      he insists that she doesn’t understand, but rachel knows she does. ❛ you’re my best friend, ❜ she explains, her eyes wide as her voice breaks on a wet sob. ❛ and i can’t -- i care about you too much to watch you play this game with her. with both of us! ❜ the last part is unexpected, and it shocks even herself as her eyes widen. ( she knows she’s blushing, now, and her brows crease as her head shakes. )

                      he wants to hug her, but she’s not ready. she can’t. she just wants to go inside, take a warm shower, and sleep for ten hours. he tells her that there’s no game, and rachel’s disbelief is visible as she scoffs. before she can prove him wrong, though, he pulls her closer. out from underneath the shelter of her front porch, down the front steps and into the rain. she’s tired, her throat sore as she tries to say something, but her thoughts ( and words ) are silenced. instead, noah tugs her against his chest, his hand rough but soft as he cups the side of her face. ( it’s too intimate for them, a line in the sand they don’t cross. they know better. she does, anyways. )

                      whatever they’re afraid to say, they seem to convey with actions. instantly, noah’s head tilts down, and rachel pushes up on her tip toes to meet him in kind. when their lips connect, a wave of relief crashes over her -- like she’d been waiting for this moment for the past four years of her life. with how tightly he’s holding her, rachel has to believe that some part of him feels the same way.

( kissing prompts | accepting! )

#loserlikewe #𝐢. the greatest stories ever told. ────── answered meme. #𝐫𝐛. i’m rachel berry and i’ll be singing... ────── rachel interaction. #𝐫𝐛. are you gonna steal something from me. ────── rachel feat. puck. #𝐫𝐛. baby just say yes. ────── best friends verse feat. loserlikewe. #OUCHIE OUCH OUCH I AM IN PAIN #long post for bls // #sry for typing a novel i hate myself

[deathhumored]

quinn & biff  ---  @loserlikewe​  /     STARTER CALL    

❛    𝐢𝐟  𝐢  𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭  𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰  𝐚𝐧𝐲  𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫  ,      i’d  think  you  liked  your  phone  more  than  me.     ❜         a  smile  is  cast  over  at  him  ,  gaze  playful  despite  the  GUT  FEELING  she  was  right.          ❛    who  could  you  possibly  be  texting  ?     your  favorite  person  is  right  here.    ❜         𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞  𝐢𝐬  𝐤𝐞𝐲  ,  after  all.        

#the turns have taBLED now i am the blonde #✕ 𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐇 ; muse. quinn fabray #loserlikewe