at breadstix

I’m just saying, Beronica is OTP Material like Brittana

Beronica have the main ingredients of what OTPs are made of. (At least for me):

  • Blonde & Dark-Haired Cheerleaders
  • Short Sassy Dark-haired Latina
  • Tall Blonde Dorky Angel (who likes to tilt her head a lot)
  • Happy Place™ (Beronica’s Pop’s is literally the counterpart of Brittana’s Breadstix)
  • Undeniable Chemistry of Actors who play the role
First Language [a Sebastian Smythe imagine]

a/n: ok we know seb lived in paris but never got specifics soooo i had an ideaaaaaa…maybe part 2? yes? no? anyone?

“You guys didn’t have to come with me.” you huff back at the gang following you, angrily stomping through the posh hallways of Dalton Academy. “He is my boyfriend… and you hate him… Why did you come actually?” you wonder, crinkling your eyebrows together, pulling both your backpack straps to the waistband of your ripped sky blue jeans.

Santana scoffs, crossing her tan arms over her cheerio’s uniform. “Uh, duh, I wanna see what happened to the mole faced chipmunk.” she states as if it’s the most obvious thing in the entire world. You roll your eyes, sighing deeply.

While holding Rachel’s hand, Finn tilts his head in confusion; Sam does the same, wondering the exact same question on everyone’s mind. “What exactly happened to him again?” the blonde asks, fixing his purple hoodie on his shoulder. “All I saw was you get a call and leave rehearsal…. Then everyone followed you and I got lost… I’m still lost.”

You bound around the corner, stopping when you get to the door that says ‘nurse’. Spinning on the heel of your sneaker, you fix your pink shoulderless shirt. “He was in lacrosse practice and hit his head and passed out, okay?” you rush out, inhaling deep. “And can I please see him alone before you all parade in?” you plead, hands returning to the straps of your backpack.

When most of the club nods, you let out a breath, facing the door. Turning the knob, you cautiously step in the office. “I’m Y/N, Sebastian’s…” you trail off as the nurse leads you to the cots. “How is he?” you chew on your lip nervously.

“Non! Non!” Sebastian’s voice lingers in the room, French accent a lot more noticeable. “Retire tes mains de moi (get your hands off me)! Ou est ma petite amie (where is my girlfriend)?!” he spits at Trent, who’s trying to coax the Warbler back into the cot, muttering ‘why are you not speaking English?’. “Je ne sais pas bon anglais (I don’t know good english)!” he bites in a frustrated tone, running a hand through his hair.

You furrow your eyebrows together, pushing the curtain. His knuckles curl around the edge of the cot, shoulders almost touching his ears. The moment Sebastian sees you, his green eyes light up, smile stretching on his lips. “Mon bébé, là tu es (my baby, there you are)!” he beams, standing up; navy lacrosse jersey hanging off his shoulder. You blink in confusion. “Ne me comprends-tu pas (do you not understand me)?” he whispers, eyes filling with water.

Frowning, you bend down in front of him, cupping his face. “Sebastian… Je t'aime (I love you)…” you hum, saying the only French you really know.

He grins, “Je t’aime, Y/N.” The knock on the door startles him and the glee club enters. “Pourquoi sont-ils ici (why are they here)?” he snarls, nose scrunching at the gang. “Quelle (what)?”

“Why is he speaking French?” Mercedes whispers to Kurt, who shrugs.

Sighing, you card your hand through his uncharastically messy hair, shaking your head. “French is his first language. He only learned English two years ago, before he came to Dalton.” you frown, eyes searching his face. “When we started dating, he was still learning.” you explain, “He must’ve hit his head really hard…” you cringe, pulling your beanie down.

“So, what’re we gonna do?” Artie pipes up, pushing his glasses to his nose.

Sebastian tugs on your hand, pouting. “Regarde, je ne comprends pas ce que tu dis mais (look, I don’t understand what you’re saying but)…” he pauses, licking his lips. “Je meurs de faim, pouvons-nous manger (I’m starving, can we eat)?”

You shrug your shoulders, squinting your eyes. “I think he’s hungry? Help me take him to Breadstix?”

“I Saw the Signs” - Kurt/Blaine

anon asked: “ Can you write a little something-something post 3x05 where Santana or someone can tell Kurt and Blaine had sex and is totally loving embarrassing them about it xD“

excellent prompt but Santana is not embarrassing enough

how about 1400 words of post-”The First Time” Hudmel family shenanigans :P

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Burt sits at the kitchen table, flipping through the morning paper. There’s already a review of McKinley’s production of West Side Story in the arts section. Admittedly, Burt would normally pull this area out of the paper without reading it and set it aside for Kurt, but on this particular morning, there’s a big, grainy picture of Blaine and Rachel at the top of the column. The columnist gushes relentlessly about the perfect casting, particularly spotlighting the “incredibly talented” romantic leads and musing about their possible real-life connection. Burt can’t help but feel a swell of pride, here; Rachel and Blaine are family, and watching them already doing well in their chosen field is a real treat.

He muses, just for a moment, with a wistful little grin on his face, that those two will be legal family someday, if his sons get their way.

Burt looks up at the sound of soft footsteps padding down the stairs. It’s Kurt, looking a bit more disheveled than Burt’s used to seeing him in the mornings; his hair is a mess, and instead of his usual muted pajamas, he’s in a bright red Dalton Athletics t-shirt that’s pretty snug on him.


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You're Just Dumb. (Sebastian Smythe x Reader)

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Sebastian smythe imagine where he pretends to like y/n but he uses the reader to get close to Santana (or any girl) and she finds out and is hurt?

I smiled at the notification on my phone. It was a family-friendly text message from Sebastian, and we were playfully arguing over whether or not the correct spelling was with a J or a G. It was either Jeez or Geez. It was an ongoing thing we’ve been having ever since we met.

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A Glee Wedding(Sam Evans)

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His blonde hair was covered in sweat, he couldn’t let this happen. He couldn’t let you get away. Not this time.

“Sam?” You watch as he steps into the Glee club, strumming his guitar. It doesn’t take long before he’s dancing around the room, singing ‘Give Me Love’ by Ed Sheeran. Singing to you.

“Happy Anniversary,” he smiles wide.

Rushing up, you jump into his arms, allowing him to lift you off the ground for a moment as the room of your friends fills with applause. “And a reservation tonight at BreadStix,” he grins.

“You didn’t have to do all this for me,” you slap his arm. “I would’ve loved a movie night.”

“I know,” he shrugs softly. “I just wanted to do something nice for you.”

“Well I appreciate it,” you lean in, kissing him softly, ignoring the sound of cheers and whoops.

Sam runs down the street, yelling out apologies to the people he pumped into. He can see Rachel, Kurt, and Blaine stepping out of their car. “Hey! Guys!” He waves his hands frantically, “Has it started yet?!” He’s panting, looking at them with worry and panic in his eyes.

Kurt stammers, “Uh, no, we were just coming to help Y/N get ready. Uh, why?” Sam doesn’t answer, he only bursts into another sprint, rushing to find you. “Sam?!”

“Good morning,” Sam mumbles in a raspy voice. The morning voice that you loved.

“Morning,” you smile down at him. He was cuddled into your chest, laying the majority of his body over yours. “Sleep good?”

Sam smiles, almost in a daze, “Best I have in years.” He kisses your bare chest, hugging your body close. “Get dressed,” he kisses you softly. “I’ll get started on breakfast.” With a smile, he stumbles out of bed, slipping his boxers on and heads towards the kitchen of your apartment in New York. 

While Sam was working on his modeling career, you were attending NYADA alongside Kurt and Rachel. Everything was perfect. Every morning and night with the guy you loved, going to school for something you loved with your best friends. Life couldn’t get any better. 

But it could get a whole lot worse.

Sam regretted the way things had ended. It wasn’t how he wanted things to go, but that horrible fight had changed everything.

“Why can’t you just be happy for me?” He yells, “This is my big break!”

“I am happy for you, Sam, you know that! But this is my big break, what about me?”

“It’s always about you! It’s one week, in Bora Bora, you’d love it!”

“Maybe, but I can’t miss this audition, Sam, it’s between me and someone else. I have to be here!”

“So, what? Are you saying you care more about your job than me?”

“Is that what you’re saying?”

“I just want you there!”

Your voice drops, “Are you asking me to choose?”

Sam takes a deep breath, “Yes, I am.”

You let your eyes flutter shut, and breathe before looking him in the eye. “Guess this is goodbye.”

“Guess it is.” Sam couldn’t believe it. Your career meant to you more than he did?

“Don’t ever,” you jab your finger into his chest, “Make someone choose between the two most important things in their life. I love you Sam, but I’m not giving up just because you ask me to.”

“Y/N,” Sam forces the locked door open, the hinges go flying.

You scream, a hand on your chest, eyes wide. “Sam? What the hell was that?”

“Don’t do this,” he pants. “Don’t go out there and marry him, you don’t love him.”

You sigh softly, “Sam it’s been two years, I love this man.”

“Not like you love me,” he shakes his head. “I hated myself everyday for letting you go, for making you choose instead of supporting you in everyway. I hate that I’m the reason he got you, but Y/N, I can’t let you get married.”

“Why not?” You fold your arms, “He’s a great guy, he treats me right, what’s there to think about?”

“He doesn’t make you feel the way I do,” Sam takes a step towards you. “He doesn’t get your toes all tingly,” another step closer. “He doesn’t sing disney songs, or makes great impressions,” his chest fills with pride at the small smile that tugs at your lips. “I know I have the worst absolute timing ever, but,” he takes a deep breath and drops to a knee. Taking out a ring, nothing big or fancy, just a small simple ring. “I know I can’t offer you everything you deserve, I know that our careers are just kicking in, I know that he might be able to give you the world, but I will damn near try. I’ll do everything I can to show you I love you everyday, and I’ll never let you think that you’re less than perfect. You are my world, Y/N, and I want to spend every second of my life with you by side. Will you marry me?”

You stood there, in complete and utter shock. Here he was. Your high school sweetheart, the one you loved with every being in your body, the one who was asking you to marry when you were supposed walk down the aisle to marry someone else.

Your laughs filled the air, surrounded by the ones you loved. Sam somehow got you to say yes, just from that hopeful look on his face, and that beautiful smile. His lips were on yours as the sound of your Glee club family cheered you on in the room covered in cheap wedding decorations with a man who had years on Mr. Shue and probably got his marriage license online. But it couldn’t be better. You couldn’t be happier.

Everyone you loved all in one room, marrying the man you wanted to be with forever. Life couldn’t get any better. But it did. It only got better from the moment you stepped out of the chapel.

klaine fic: A Decade and More

post-high school au, future!klaine, i don’t understand how this tagging thing works because i’m a grandma

Rating: NC-17

Word Count: 4, 871

Summary: Blaine returns to McKinley for the 10-year high school reunion. He’s done his best to put his life before he came out, and his memories of Lima, behind him, but it all comes flooding back when he walks through the doors…

A/N: this is the first fic i’ve posted, so i really have no idea what i’m doing. Also, please ignore the fact that i don’t know any new york streets.

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let me love you

word count:2020
Ryder Lynn x reader

song imagine but not with the annoying lyrics…

I walk the halls with Marley and Jake, heading for glee club. They’re holding hands and every now and then his thumb rubs over her knuckles to assure her he’s still holding hers. I sigh as I see how in love they are. I’ve never dated anyone which also means I haven’t even kissed a boy. Marley notices my mood drop and as my best friend she knows exactly what’s wrong, as always.

“you’ll meet the right boy in time, maybe sooner thank you think…” she winks and giggles walking into glee club, Jake trails behind her after giving me a smirk. I follow them with my eyebrows furrowed in confusion. I sit down and prepare myself for today’s assignment. Finn comes in not long after and heads for the whiteboard, he writes something then turns to us. He moves out of our way so we can see what he has written- in blood red ink is spelt ‘LOVE’. I shrink in my chair knowing all the couples are going to go to town with their ballads and I’ll sit and watch, alone, because I’m single. I lose interest for a few seconds as everyone mutters about their ideas of songs to sing, I pick at my nails tuning everyone out until I hear Ryder trying to get everyone’s attention. When he finally has he stands in front of us. I sit up straight again.

“uh, I’ve liked someone for a while now and I thought If I can’t say it I can sing it. I asked Finn for this weeks assignment.” he says nervously, pulling out a chair and sitting backwards on it. It’s almost directly in front of me and my heart jumps at the possibility. He starts singing and I instantly recognise it as Ne-Yo’s let me love you, one of my favourite songs of his. Throughout the song he stares at me, I blush and I even start to well up but don’t let the tears pass. When he’s finished he’s breathing starts to get heavy as he takes my hand in his. 

“y/n will you go out with me?” he asks nervously. I nod and smile. The glee club cheer and we get dismissed by Finn. As everyone’s filing out I take the time to speak to Ryder as he slowly packs his bag. 

“how long have you liked me?” I ask curiously. He blushes. 
“uh” he laughs nervously. “since I met you” he blushes even more. I blush too. “so that date?…” he trails off while staring at the floor. 
“tonight? or is that too eager?” I mumble fumbling with the strap on my bag. He smiles proudly.
“very eager” he smirks. “but tonight is great, Breadstix at 7?” he suggests. I nod and lean up to peck his cheek then leave. Outside Marley is standing with a grin on her face. She links her arm with mine and her smile widens. 

“I told you so” I give her a deadpanned look and she laughs. “now come on we have to get you ready for your first date” she squeals. I shush her. “what?” she asks. 
“I don’t want anyone to hear that I haven’t been on a date yet, especially Ryder” I mutter. 
“wait do you like Ryder too?” she yells. I shush her again and see Ryder and Jake standing off to the side, Jake grinning and Ryder blushing. We make eye contact and he smiles at me while mouthing ‘see you tonight’ I nod back and turn to leave with Marley in tow. 

We get to my house and start getting ready. She helps me with my hair, makeup and outfit choice. Everything has to be perfect. The doorbell rings at exactly 7 and I go to open it. I had decided to wear flats so I don’t accidentally fall over in my heels and make a fool of myself, I had put on a dress that is dressy up or casual. My hair is curled and I have a light smokey eye, but decided to not wear any lipstick. When I open the door I see the most amazing sight. Ryder stands there nervously playing with the button on his suit jacket. He holds a single rose and it takes me a moment to catch my breath before I finally mumble out a ‘hi’. His head snaps up to mine and he stops in his tracks looking me up and down. I shuffle nervously under his gaze. 

“what?” I say self consciously. 
“nothing, you’re just beautiful” he smiles. I smile back at him while grabbing my jacket and coat then stepping out onto my porch. He takes my hand leading me to his car. We drive to Breadstix making small talk. A song I love comes on the radio and I immediately reach for the dial to turn it up, apparently Ryder likes this song too and was also going to turn it up. I pull my hand away and blush, he laughs and turns the song up. I can’t help myself and  start to sing. He looks at me with a smile. We both end up belting the tune out together, Ryder all the while trying to drive safely. 

We make it to Breadstix and we exit the car. Ryder runs around to my side of the car and takes my hand. We walk into the restaurant and get seated. Throughout the dinner we eat- obviously and talk about everything. I feel that when we leave I know everything about him. He pays for the check much to my protest to split it and walks me back to his car. We get in and I turn to him. 

“can you not take me home just yet?” I whisper to him. He smiles and nods.
“where would you like to go?” He says. I think for a moment. 
“Let’s go the beach” I say. He thinks about it for a moment first then nods enthusiastically. We drive to the beach and I leave my shoes in the car when we step out. 
“you coming?” I say to him eager to feel the sand beneath my feet. 
“I’ll be there in a second” he smiles. I nod and go to find a good spot. I find one and stare out onto the sea, the moon peeking behind it. A strong arm wraps around my waist and I look up to find Ryder grinning holding a few blankets. He sets one down on the sand to lie on and we do, with the other he places over us. We sit for a while and continue to talk until I start to get tired and lay down. He lays beside me, our bodies facing and our noses nearly touching. 

“I’m really glad you asked me out, I never thought it would happen” I say with a breath of a giggle. He grins widely. 
“does that mean you have a crush on me too?” he raises his eyebrows. I whack his arm. 
“of course I do, I mean your amazing and uh-” I’m cut off by Ryder’s warm lips despite the coldness from the wind. It starts off slow but then it get’s really passionate. I pull apart biting my lip and blushing. 

“That was amazing” I whisper. He nods back while biting his lip. 
“that was the best kiss I ever had” He laughs. I look away from his eyes embarrassed. 
“that was my only kiss” I mumble but he hears it because he reaches for my hand. 
“really? I’m sorry, I didn’t know I just assumed your so beautiful I thought for sure you’d have had a boyfriend before” I cut him off this time with my own lips. He grins into the kiss and caresses my hip pulling our bodies flush against each other. I gasp at his sudden confidence and he pulls away with a smirk. Somehow we end up falling asleep. 

The next morning we wake up to the blinding sun. I’m spread across Ryder’s chest and his lips are pressed against my forehead while he grips my waist tightly but not so tight as to hurt me. I put my hand over his and trace his knuckles. He smiles tiredly and reaches for his phone. He looks at the clock and sits up quickly pulling me with him. He rushes to stand up and grabs my hand to pull me up to. 

“we have 15 minutes to get to school” he panics. I nod and we rush to his car. 
“wait we don’t have clothes, I can’t go to school like this!” I rush out. He thinks for a moment and jumps out of the car running to open the boot. He comes back with a bag. 

“I was supposed to stay at Jake’s the other night but he had to help Marley with something. It has a pair of sweatpants in there and a t shirt. I think there’s a jacket in the too.” he says handing me it and pointing to the back seat. I look at him sceptically then dive into the back considering the time. “I won’t look” he smirks. I nod sarcastically and flip him the bird. He drives off to school. 
“what about you, you can’t go to school in a suit…”I mutter pulling his jacket over myself. I admire myself in it for a second before looking up to him, he’s looking in the mirror at me in an indescribable way. I smile slightly. 
“There’s a pair of jeans and a t-shirt in there too, I’ll change quickly when we get to school. I nod then realise he’s driving. 
“okay” I say climbing back into the front seat. I check my makeup in the mirror and I’m thrilled to see it hasn’t smudged at all then I pull on my converse. When I’m done he grabs my hand. 

“this isn’t the exact circumstance but would you be my girlfriend?” he asks nervously, I squeeze his hand. 
“obviously” I grin and peck his cheek. He smiles and pulls into the parking lot, I step out leaving him in the car to change. I get a few weird looks as people walk past but I just smile at them awkwardly. A few seconds later Ryder steps out dressed in normal clothes. He instantly stops and looks me up and down.

“what?” I mutter. 
“You look so cute in my clothes” he whispers pulling my face up to his, he pecks my lips then we walk into school, straight to glee club. We walk in holding hands and the chatter of the room stops. We ignore them and sit in the back. The chatter starts again slowly until Kitty speaks up. 

“Are we all just going to ignore that y/n has arm candy?” She yells over everyone. Everything goes silent and  I slouch down in my seat. Ryder smiles really big. 

“were dating” he announces. 
“no shit sherlock” Jake laughs. I blush as Ryder grips onto my hand. 
“is nobody going to mention the fact that shes dressed head to toe in his clothes too?” Tina blurts out. I blush even harder and before we have time to reply Finn interrupts. 
“come on guys, we have regionals to prepare for, leave them alone” he says and gives me a wink afterwards, I smile gratefully. 

After glee club I leave the room as quickly as possible, I make it to my locker when I’m cornered by Marley, Unique, Kitty and Tina. They look at me expectantly and I groan. 
“We went to breadstix then we went to the beach afterwards, we accidentally fell asleep and we didn’t have time to go home so he had some clothes in his car, the shoes are mine but the shirt, sweatpants and jacket are his” I flush crimson as they ‘aww’ and hit my arm.  I see Ryder walk past with Jake, Blaine and Sam. He winks at me and I look away smiling. The girls see this and freak out even more. I sigh but continue smiling. 

“come on, let’s go to class” I say giggling.

Greased Lightning {Ryder Lynn X Reader}

Prompt: you work at Hummel Tires and Lube (Burt Hummel’s garage) and you see the boys rehearse for Grease

Warnings: one bad word (naughty sam)

Author’s Note: *screams* i love ryder lynn! this is my favourite of the songs and i had to write this. here’s a link to the song (y/h/c) = your hair colour (y/l/n) = your last name

Your name: submit What is this?

you walked into Hummel Tires and Lube (seriously? they couldn’t have picked a better name?) dressed in their signature grey jumpsuit with (y/n) on the tag. you tied your (y/h/c) hair up into a ponytail and saw your friends Ryder, Sam, Jake, Mike, Joe, Finn and Artie dancing to Greased Lightning.

you laughed as you watched them dance and sing, jumping around on an old rusty junker car. the car was clunking and rattling, but the only sound you could hear was the sound of Ryder’s voice. he was like an angel. a really, really sexy, leather-clad angel.

once they had finished, they all sat on the car in odd, grease-like positions. you applauded the boys and grinned.

“A+, boys. you better get me tickets to this show if you perform it like tat!” you laughed.

“Shit, (y/n)! how long have you been there?!” shouted Sam.

”when you started doing this. you jumped on the car, practically pushing Ryder off and broke into song and dance. “Go greased lightning, you’re burning up the quarter mile.” you danced around on the car for a while, partially copying what Ryder did and partially making fun of them. they all laughed.

“Damn, (y/n), they should have casted you as Danny Zuko!” laughed Ryder, scrunching up his nose. damn, he was cute.

“nah, i couldn’t even do half of what you did.” you said, lightly punching his shoulder. “you’re really talented, you know that, right?”

the boys all shouted “awwwwww” in unison. you glared at them, whilst Ryder just looked at you like you were made of diamonds.

“y’know, (y/n), if you wanted to go see the show, i could get you tickets. then we could get food at BreadstiX afterwards.” ryder said, rubbing the back of his neck shyly.

“yeah, i’d like that.” you smiled.

“YEAH!” shouts Jake, “RYDER GOT A DATE!”

“shut your mouth, Puckerman.” replied Ryder.

“(y/l/n)! get over here!” shouted Burt Hummel, your boss.

“hey, i gotta go. you guys were great, keep it up.” you gave them a thumbs up before turning to walk away. 

Ryder grabbed your arm and pulled you back. he placed a light kiss on your lips. it was only for a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity.

“see you later, yeah?” he grinned after he broke the kiss.

“yeah.” you smiled.

anonymous asked:

im just watching the fb live now, and im actually shocked they mentioned kurt/klaine/chris, step in the right direction?

Ask 2: also, how he seemed quite nervous after mentioning the scene in breadstix,

Ask 3:     Also interestingly during Facebook Live last night, every time they mentioned Kurt or Chris Darren had this little far off look in his eyes.


absolute step in the right direction and his first mention of Chris, in my eyes, he did react. I think it just came out and was not planned. They were the 3 people in the scene. But I think he tries to avoid saying his name in situations like this. I think he can talk about Kurt much more freely as that is a character and no one is hiding that his character married Kurt.

This is why I am ok with the Lea/Darren continued connection. If it leads me to more mentions of Chris and ultimately public interaction, bring it on.

Interesting Darren tidbits from the Facebook Live:

  • He’s been working with Lou Eyrich this week for costumes for Versace
  • Versace is a bleak (ie dark) preparation - not preparing for Glee
  • Wants to sing with Lea in SF but isn’t sure he can get the time off Versace
  • He hasn’t really been directed by Ryan much before because he came to Glee after season one  - He mentioned being directed by Ryan in only one scene with him, Chris, and Amber. I assume this is the season 2 Breadstix scene with the pink purse. Seemed to imply Ryan is very hands on and involved with Versace (ie this time will be more working with Ryan? That’s the impression I got)
  • He couldn’t see Amber in Dreamgirls because of Computer Games stuff that had to get done (had planned to go), but crosses fingers for NY transfer (me too crosses fingers want to see her SO much!)
  • Darren wanted to sing Make You Feel My Love with Lea on Glee before she used it in the Quarterback.
  • Lea said that Darren spent a lot of time in New Orleans when they were filming Scream Queens there (presumably because Mia was doing bts content for SQ then). Thank you @consequenceofsound for adding this)
And I Liked It(Santana Lopez)

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Santana pranced around the glee club room, with all the other girls following suit. They sang the famous Katy Perry jam, and they sang it with pride. What a memorable way to come out. Shocking everyone in the club, Santana pulled you in for a kiss as soon as the song came to an end.

The cheers grew louder as you wrapped your arms around the girl, happy to have won her over. That was the start to such a beautiful relationship that everyone envied.

* * *

Things were great between you and Santana. There were weekly movie nights on Friday, kissing between classes, and cute presents at random. No one had seen Santana so happy. The glee club members were happy for you, all but one.

Sam Evans.

Sam recently returned to McKinley, and everyone welcomed him back with open arms. But your ex was not happy that you had moved on. Sam was hoping that he’d return to you, waiting with open arms.

Sam being Sam, was happy that you were happy, but he only wished you were happy with him. He missed seeing you everyday, cuddling on the couch with his younger siblings, and going on dates to Breadstix.

But he was happy that Santana made you happy, nonetheless. It still hurt, watching you hold her hand during glee. Singing songs to the other. Mumbling ‘I love you’s’ when you kiss her cheek or when she kisses yours.

“I’m really happy for you, Y/N,” Sam told you as you walked down the halls.

“Thanks, Sam, you really mean a lot to me, and I’m happy that you’re okay.” You grin up at him, “I’ve got to go, Santana’s waiting for me at my car, see you in glee!” You wave, rushing out the door. Sam watches, a sad smile on his face, as you leap into Santana’s arms. He turns away just as you give her a soft kiss.

Dating Santana Lopez (Glee)
  • Being one of the few people to calm Santana
  • Singing love duets in private while she’s in the closet because she wants you to know how special you are to her
  • Santana teaching you Spanish here and there so you can appreciate Snix’s aggressive humor
  • Going to Breadstix in Lima whenever you can because the breadsticks is her favorite
  • Sticking up for Santana when the members of New Directions gang up on her because you refuse to standby and watch people hurt her
  • Knowing how to cuddle her and listen to her on the hard days
  • Forever telling Santana how special she is because she’s your special person
  • Findng her drunken crying cute because that’s when she explains why she loves you the most
  • Being a little jealous of Brittany because even now there’s still a connection between them
  • Santana telling you exactly why the two of you are perfect together
  • The both of you spoiling each other whenever you can
  • Explosive arguments to match the fluffy overdose because there’s so much passion there! It’s always a build up from insecurities and after the yelling’s over it’s reassuring that the both of you always come back.
  • NEVER VIOLENT! She loves you too much to hurt you and you can’t imagine hurting her.
  • Jealousy because you’re both so beautiful but hate the idea of each other even being with anyone else.
  • Smoothing over these fits with laughter and love when it gets too serious
Loving Santana Lopez is like standing in the eye of the storm. She’s beautiful, she’s dangerous and she can destroy a person but you’re safe with her in a way no one else makes you feel.

AUTHOR’S NOTE: I tried!!!

deleteee  asked:

hey jj! i'm incredibly late to the party but i recently rewatched seasons 2-3 (i've watched till the end once before) and i was wondering if you have any thoughts about where brittana stood both off screen in between those two seasons and in the first few episodes of season 3, till "pot o gold" when they become official. i feel like by season 3 a lot is different in comparison to the end of s2 and i'm really fascinated by their relationship in those first three episodes.

Hey, @deleteee!

So here is the thing: 

The hiatus between S2 and S3 is kind of a lost period in Brittana history. As S2 ended, fans had high hopes that we would see a lot of Brittana development play out in S3, but that’s not really what ended up happening. To be sure, things, as you say, were most definitely different for Brittana once S3 started. It’s just that we didn’t get a lot of answers as to how that difference came about. So much was left open to interpretation and introduced through insinuation.

The bad news is that because the show kind of glossed over this transition in canon, we can’t really say, “The Brittana relationship specifically underwent X, Y, and Z changes between S2 and S3.”

The good news is that we have a lot of room for imagination due to the lack of canon evidence—which means that this time period is open for a lot of headcanon.

If you’ll allow me a good jabber, I’ll do some recounting and offer my take after the cut, okay?

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  • What I say: I'm fine
  • What I mean: Was BreadStyx the only restaurant in the Glee universe? I mean I understand that due to copyright laws they couldn't just mention pre-existing brands without paying ridiculous amounts of money, and that it wouldn't be worth the money to create a set for an entirely different restaurant when they already had one created for the show. But like, they couldn't even mention another one? Not even show anyone eating there, but just mention one. Did BreadStyx have a monopoly on the dining industry in their town? If so shouldn't that have been addressed in at least one episode? I mean I know the show was fictional and this issue didn't have any major effects on the central plot of any episode but still-
Imagine (12) - How To Get Away With Murder

Anonymous said to imagine-unicornys: Connor Walsh imagine

Please treat Ollie as if he never existed

Connor Walsh

Connor didn’t have many days left.

A few months ago, he was just a law student working hard to win a prized trophy from Annalise until he was involved in the murder of Sam Keating. From then, he was convinced his life was over. 

The only redeemable thing about his life was having you around. Before he had met you, his life constantly revolved around girls, competition and more girls; there wasn’t ‘love’ in his vocabulary.

He had met you by chance in a bar and when two strangers were drunk, it naturally led to a one night stand. When you’d realised what you have done, you left before he’d woken up…only to bump into each other on school campus. 

You were a student in Philadelphia University, same as Connor, but you were a major in Biology. Things were definitely awkward, you wanted to cease contact with him, but he’d to ask you out for coffee. From then on, he’d find you when he needed help with analysing evidence and thinking of an argument; what can you say, you had a flair in law too. One thing led to another, and there were a couple of times he stayed over at your house.

You weren’t someone who was into casual dating, so when you realised that Connor wasn’t planning to get into a serious relationship with you, you ceased contact with him. During that period, Connor couldn’t stop thinking about you whenever he was ‘socialising’ with others. Your existence had messed with his life and that was when he took a leap of faith and officially asked you out. 

He knew he had made the right choice, because you had changed him for the better. Heck, he resisted having sex at a sex party and when he told you about it, you were impressed with him because if it were you, you probably wouldn’t be able to resist it.

Somehow, the Keating Five managed to get away with Sam’s murder through Annalise’s help. They closed Sam’s case, they got rid of their tracks and he was silly enough to think that he could finally lead a normal life.

Until Asher had to ruin it all.  

Asher had made a commotion in the afternoon. He was going to testify against Annalise for Sam’s murder and with Annalise holding onto his car, things weren’t looking so good.

He rang your doorbell and held onto a bouquet of white lilies. He’d figured that he would spend more time with you before heading to jail.

“You know, you stay here,” you said when you opened the door.

“It’s more romantic this way,” remarked Connor as he leaned in for a kiss and went inside.

“So, what’s the plan?” you asked as you placed the bouquet in the vase.

“Dinner at Breadstix,” Connor flashed an easy smile.

“We went there yesterday night,” you raised your brows and sighed.

“Babe, there’s no such thing as too much Breadstix,” Connor replied.

“I have a better plan,” you said.

“I’ll cook,” you suggested, rolling up your sleeves. You like to think that you were a pretty decent chef.

“Why not we cook?” Connor smirked as he wrapped his arms around you, causing you to laugh as both of you made your way to the kitchen.

Apparently, it took longer for two to cook instead of one. He started throwing flour at you, you retaliated by splashing water at him, and within minutes, there was a food fight.

“I surrender,” you raised your hands up in the air.

“I told you, nobody wins Connor Walsh,” he smirked and pressed his lips against yours.

“You taste like flour,” you remarked.

Dinner was ready when you finally got hungry and couldn’t wait to eat.

While you were eating, you suddenly remembered about the discovery you made about the Hapstall case.

“Remember the video footage at the Hapstall’s mansion after the murder?” You asked,

Connor nodded, not sure where the conversation was leading to.

“See, I discovered that the video footage wasn’t complete. Part of the footage was edited out so-”

“Which means that the police didn’t want us to watch the other half,” Connor’s eyes lit up.

“And I took the liberty of getting my brother to hack into the Police Department to recover the video,” you smiled, feeling proud of yourself. 

“It isn’t done yet, but we’ll probably get it by tomorrow,” you added.

“You little genius,” Connor shook his head in amusement and chuckled. 

“You know, I should get paid since I’m risking jail time. Having access to your files and all,” you suggested.

That was when Connor became serious.

“I might be going to jail, Y/N,” he said and stopped eating.

“Very funny, you almost got me,” you chuckled.

“I’m not kidding,” Connor said with a straight face. You knew him long enough to determine if it was a truth or lie. What Connor had said was the truth.

“What did you do?” You asked, your words trembling in fear.

"I can’t-I can’t say,” Connor bit his lips and shook his head.


“Look, I wish I could. I do. But you’d get in trouble,” Connor cut you off. He had considered confessing his crime to you, but that would only make matters worse.

"So this isn’t just about me being your mini lawyer assistant?” You asked, eyes widely opened in disbelief. 

He nodded and remained silent.

“Okay, wow. That is so mean,” you remarked, and went to sit on the couch. You felt helpless, not knowing what else to say or what else to do.

"I know,” Connor approached you. He bent down in front of you and held onto your hands tightly.

“Just know that meeting you and everything that we have, it’s everything - I mean, you mean everything. I love you, Y/N,” Connor was on the verge of tears. It broke his heart that he had to say those three words in such circumstances.

Your heart ached. Before you were able to respond or process his words, the phone rang.

“It’s my brother,” you said as you looked at the caller I.D.

“He’s done with the video,” You said and felt a sense of relief because you wanted this conversation to end.

“Alright, let’s go,” Connor stood up and took his jacket, heaving a sigh.  

“Connor, just know that whatever happens, I’ll wait for you,” you gave Connor an assuring smile and held his hand while both of you made your way to your brother’s house.

Fic: Sharing and Caring

Cheerio!Blaine/nerd!Kurt AU, featuring a terrible pick up line and copious amounts of fluff. PG, ~1100 words.

It all seemed to happen in a blur. One minute, Kurt was turning away from his locker after retrieving his algebra book to take home, and the next-

-searing coldness all over his face and shoulders, dripping and melting all over him as the passing football jocks laughed and high-fived as they walked away, not even worried about getting in trouble.

Kurt just stood there with his eyes shut tightly, trying to figure out if he knew how to get to the closest bathroom without opening them and getting even more corn syrup in his eyes, when he felt a hand wrap gently around his elbow and tug him away.

“C'mon, just follow me,” a somewhat familiar voice said. Kurt knew he had heard that voice before, could almost picture the person it belonged to, but he was drawing a blank. The stress of having a slushie thrown in his face was impeding his normally quick brain from working properly.

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