glee will never be the same

A Couple of Awesome Players

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by Esselle

Overcome with glee and affection, Shouyou smashes his cheek against Kageyama’s, and his grin overflows, the happiness sliding over onto the other boy’s face until he’s beaming, too.

“Kageyama, do you wanna be best friends?”

Kageyama looks stunned. “If you want. I’ve never had a best friend before.”

Shouyou meets volleyball and Kageyama at roughly the same time—during his first year of middle school.

Words: 3427, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

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Watching you get all the attention with the pretty blonde cheerleader.

Not, watching you give all the attention to the pretty blonde cheerleader.

Think about it.

What if…?

laga glee au part 2

STEFANI walks down the halls of her high school, the scent of newly dyed pink hair encroaching the nostrils of anyone who dares gawk at her
STEFANI: *voiceover* Senior year, and I’ve finally found myself.
I’m not sure what the tipping point was– dyeing my hair, the nose ring, my ironic tattoo of Ryan Seacrest– but one thing I know, I’m never going back.
TAYLOR and KARLIE stand inside of a fence during Cheerios practice
TAYLOR: Stefani, look, this is our senior year, and, frankly, being on the Cheerios isn’t the same without you.
STEFANI: You guys are such suckers for going back to Coach Sylvester.
TAYLOR: Come on, screw her, this is for us. We could win two national championships this year. We joined the Cheerios together, we joined Glee Club together, we all slept with Marina the same year. We’re like besties for life.
Come on Stef.
KARLIE: Mmmhm, come on Stef. You know, we used to be like the Three Musketeers, and now Taylor and I are like Almond Joy, and you’re like a Jolly Rancher that fell in the ashtray.
STEFANI: You guys never understood the pressure I was under. It sucked. I’m not interested in the boys, or the makeup, or the polyester outfits.
TAYLOR: Look, I’ve got a bar of soap and a bottle of peroxide with your name on it in my locker. Come on, Stefani, you can’t break up the unholy trinity.
STEFANI: People grow apart. Deal with it. I’ve got new friends now, and they except me for who I am.
*under the bleachers*
STEFANI: We call ourselves “The Skanks.”
FLORENCE: I’m Florence.
MADONNA: I’m Madonna.
TONY BENNETT: They call me “The Mack” because I like to make out with truckers at the rest stop. It’s kind of a double meaning thing
FLORENCE: I once ate cat poo.
MADONNA lights a cigarette for STEFANI as LIZZY walks up to them
LIZZY: Heyyy, Stefani. Hello… Skanks.
TONY BENNET: Your friend stinks of soap, Stefani.
LIZZY and STEFANI shared weighted eye contact.
LIZZY: We were friends once.
STEFANI: okay….
LIZZY: And maybe when you cut off all your hair last year and thought it would solve all your problems, I should have spoken up. Maybe when you dropped out of society this summer and started dating that 40-year-old skateboarder, I should have said-
STEFANI: I’m not coming back to Glee Club.
LIZZY: We need you. O-O-Okay? Have you seen those-those purple pianos around school? We’re planning this this big, you know, recruiting number, and it’s going to be a tribute to the Go-Go’s I mean, who doesn’t love the Go-Gos?
FLORENCE: I prefer The Bangles.
LIZZY: Okay…We need your tremulous alto and your Belinda Carlisle glamour
TONY BENNETT: I’ll give you ten bucks if you let me beat her up for you, Stef.
STEFANI smirks, flicks her forgotten cigarette
LIZZY: I’m sorry you’re so sad, Stefani. And maybe you’re not going to believe me because we were never really close, but I’m sad not seeing you in the choir room. And we’ve all been through so much together. We’re a family, and this is our year to get it right. We would love to have you back in Glee club, whenever you’re ready. Okay?
STEFANI leers and licks her lips as LIZZY turns away and leaves, leaving STEFANI staring at her wistfully

bandtrashqueen  asked:

I was a die-hard Glee fan back in the day, and I agree. irl they would never be able to fund all the shit they do. That's one of the things I loved about that show is they would constantly bring up the fact that they do all this shit and don't have the funds for it. Like they would openly admit that it was absurd for them to do all these performances.

Like…. It’s so unrealistic I love it,,,


There was a sense of glee to me, like which I never felt before. I was just happy to know she felt the same way I did. I turned around and hugged, her, her lips just inches away from mine.

“I reckon you are feeling much better now,” she asked.

“Yes. Much better.”