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for @sunlewis, who came up with this glee au and then waited patiently for like a month for me to finish it. love of my life @softjimon for helping me edit and cheerleading me into publishing it. anne and jess are two of the best people on this planet earth and you can fight me on that!!

if you ever want to be in love (i’ll come around) || jace/simon, 10k+, glee au || ao3 link here

And all your tears will subside ,” She sings softly, her voice quieting down as the music lowers to just a single guitar again. Simon and Jace are standing by the lamp, and Jace looks at Simon, drinking in the sight of him crossing his arms and bumping shoulders with Jace, happily singing. “ And all your tears, will dry .”


It’s serenades week in Musical Performance 113, the slightly less exciting college version of Glee Club. Simon’s decided to woo Jace with this; Jace has decided to have an existential crisis with it.

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anonymous asked:

Eddy! Holy ahit!! I just woke up and saw my ask!! I didn't even think about Clarke being the Brittana child!! So fucking brilliant, man! This is why you're my Fav blogger. God, Idk how to feel about this. We're playing with the unholy trinity of Lesbian power couples here and it's glorious, beat headcanon ever.

Thank you ! I’ve always mentioned how my head goes back to Glee ships everytime, but this a delicious mix that is far beyond my silly Glee whims. So today, while I was in therapy, I thought about this ‘universe’ and I came up with some headcanons.

If other people are looking for the origin, this is the Faberrittana / Clexa discussion anon and I came up with!

Okay, so, ahead:

Faberritana / Clexa Verse Headcanons

Originally posted by forgottencat


  • Brittana were on the Ark, they met there and fell in love. Now picture this: Brittana running in the hallways of the Ark when no one is around, hand in hand, singing silly songs. Because you know, Hallways™ is their thing.
  • Their first and older child is Sugar Motta, obvi.
  • When Clarke was born, the man who donated semen was obviously executed and she was sent to juvie being she a second child (like Octavia kinda) until … her final journey to the ground. Until this very day, besides being Clarke Lopez-Pierce, Clarke also likes to remember her ‘dad’, Jake Griffin.
  • Brittana are amongst the people who fight hard to Skaikru to get to Earth and eventually they make it and meet their daughter again.
  • Brittany had a lot of crayons on the Ark. She was an artist, but when Clarke was sent to juvie, she gave them all to her so that she had something to do while being down there. When she comes back to Earth, she is heartbroken to find Clarke too occupied with being a leader and saving everyone’s ass to draw anymore.
  • Bonus: When they come to Earth, Clarke is dating Finn, and Santana dislikes him so much, she constantly makes joke about his hair and his fuck-boy attitude; Brittany is more understanding, but also, partly shading, you know how she is. Santana makes Finn uncomfortable with sex jokes, let’s get real, she wants him to fuck off. Sugar approves, but she also kinda likes Finn, because she likes fuck-boys a bit.

Originally posted by bechloeaf


  • Okay, so Faberry are Grounders (Rakel and Kuinn). Rachel is from the Ice Nation. Her mom, Shelbi, is the Ice Queen and there is a lot of controversy because Rakel joined Trikru so that she could be with Kuinn. Shelbi did not approve because ya know, no coalition back then. (Optional, because I need to plot this better: Kuinn is a nightblood but THERE IS A REASON why she is alive still, but I gotta come up with that, ‘cause I’m tired now)
  • Or (Alternative Route) maybe Kuinn is the Commander and Lexa is just her daughter. For some reason I need to invent, Kuinn can’t be the commander anymore, so they take the chip off her without having her die because the Commander can be removed with an unanimous vote. Kuinn introduced this rule but in reality it was her little daughter that suggested it when she was a kid.
  • Kitty (Her real name is not Kitty, but they call her that because she is agile like a cat) and Marley (I gotta come up with a Grounder name, Kara maybe - lol) are Rakel and Kuinn’s seconds. 
  • Bonus: When she becomes the Commander Lexa joins the coalition to get the clans of her moms together. She even introduces the chance for members of different clans to have their union ceremony.

Originally posted by adcspirit


  • Okay, so generally, the Clexa storyline is the same as canon, only with the moms added and lol no Lexa dying. 
  • What changes is that Santana gets really pissed when the betrayal and she wants to go all Sector 6 on Lexa’s ass because she hurt her daughter, but then she figures her daughter is a badass and can handle it but oh, Clarke leaves and becomes Wanheda and Santana regrets not dragging Lexa. She and Brittany don’t see her for months and Sugar goes looking for her (Bonus: Sugar/Bellamy are endgame).
  • OBVIOUSLY Rakel is the one that sings the Grounder anthem when Clarke bows to Lexa. Like, this is obvious, I shouldn’t even have to write it because 1) imagine Lea’s voice on that 2) Rakel would never let someone sing at her daughter’s wedding. Bonus: Santana gets really emotional in this scene over Clexa, but also because Rakel’s voice, although she’ll never admit it. This is the Pezberry duets-challenge origin. 
  • Lexa has so many candles because Rakel found old albums of the Phantom of the Opera and it kinda went this way. Musical inspiration.
  • Lexa took her whipped from Kuinn.
  • Clarke took her sass and lack of chill from both her moms.
  • Kuinn hates Titus and she yells at him all the time, also she knows he is the one that taught her that love is weakness and she’s like, fuck no, my love for Rakel made me the strongest bitch in this joint.

Okay, this is it for now. @fearwanheda contributed to some of those, we’re talking about this meme right now haha. Definitely gonna come up with more and eventually some fic if I managed. (PS. sorry for eventual typos)

May we meet again.


One year ago today, my two favorite people were married. Brittany and Santana started off as 2 high school cheer leading best friends and became something that many people look up to and hope for in their lives. The immense amount of love we see in their eyes when they look at each other is something irreplaceable and beautiful. The Brittana fans can not thank Naya and Heather enough for making this relationship out to be the best one on Glee that showed the most love and affection and had the best connection *no matter how much RIB scewed it up* (don’t fight me on this its my opinion) 

I will always love you the most


Kitchen Crush (Medium Imagine)

*Crunch crunch crunch*  You pray that you don’t fall and break your neck as you walk home under the snow from the bus. It had snowed the day before, and your school was on a delay today. Everywhere, each and every road was full of shoveled snow with long lines of parting tire tracks aligning through it all. You fiddle with your phone, turning your music off as you approach your house.

“Hey (Y/N)” your brother says as you walk in. He’s sitting on the couch playing video games, with a bunch of papers next to him. 

“New strategy?” you say, looking at the T.V. and seeing that he’s on a long-lasting game of Call of Duty: Black Ops 3 Zombies. 

He shoots, and you notice he has the surround sound on.

“You know it.” 

You just smile at him and head to the kitchen. You grab the bag of chips you’ve been working on all week, and a soda. Your Mom always complains to you about how you don’t eat very healthy, but it doesn’t bug you. Walking into your room and shutting the door behind you with your foot, you feel your butt vibrate. You sit your snack down on your desk, put your book bag in its usual spot in the corner, and pull out your phone.

hey girl, sry but I cant come over 2nite. Turns out that my dumb Dad decided to work OT so he’ll be home late and doesn’t want me going out.

You and (Y/F/N) planned for a girls Netflix night at your place since it was Friday and you both had nothing better to do. Now, it looks like you’ll be binge watching Glee alone, which doesn’t bother you because you love Glee so much. You can’t help but imagine that you are Rachel and (Y/C/N) is Finn.

You finish your homework and start turning on your T.V. and closing your curtains to start watching Glee for the rest of the night. Just as you finish selecting the program, your phone rings. You look at the screen and its your Dad.

“Hey Dad.” you say.

“Hi pumpkin. How was school?”

Horrendously boring, awkward, tiring, and socially exhausting. “Good! How’s working going?”

“Eh, you know; same deal everyday with this rich private school kids and their Republican parents. I swear, a kid messes up, the teacher sends him to me, and I’M the one who has to get lectured by the parents for their kids mistakes. Sometimes, I just wanna get a chair and throw it right at their big, stupid, arrogant, ignorant, big-headed, bald a-”

“Dad! I know you didn’t call to vent. And I gots some Glee to watch so get to the point!” you say jokingly.

“Oh right. Anyways, I’m having a kid’s parents over for dinner tonight. They need some information from me for the board meeting. So, do whatever you gotta do just make sure the house is clean for me. I’ll be coming home with them. I gotta go because the traffic is building up, see you soon honey.” The other end clicks and you hang up. Really not feeling up to cleaning, you yell downstairs to (Y/B/N).

“(Y/B/N)! Dad just called and told me to tell you to clean up the kitchen before he gets home!”

“What? Why me! You’re not doing anything!”

You roll your eyes. 

“Because I’m doing..homework and stuff so you gotta do it. Just do it!” you say and slam the door loud enough to signal to him that you are no longer talking about this. Before you press play, you decide to take a shower first before you get too comfy. 

Your on the second season of Glee already when you finally decide to go get that popcorn you’ve been craving, but haven’t got because those parents were still over. As you make your way down the hall to the stairs, you can hear your brother had relocated to his bedroom to play, and you can hear laughter and glasses clinking together coming from downstairs. You wish that your house would have been constructed differently now, so that you wouldn’t have to pass the dining room to get to the kitchen. You take a deep breath, and walk towards the kitchen. You get near the dining room, and luckily no one sees you. You begin to search for the popcorn in the cabinets, and can’t find it. You walk over to the other side of the kitchen to the pantry, open the door, and search until you find a brand new, unopened box of extra buttery popcorn. You take out a bag, and shut the pantry door, turning around to make your way to the microwave.

You really wish you wouldn’t have. 

Standing there in the doorway of the kitchen, your kitchen, was (Y/C/N). 

Wearing a t-shirt and shorts, with bunny slippers and your long hair all over the place, you feel suddenly naked. 

“I was uh, just looking for the bathroom.” (Y/C/N) says, his voice sounding like he was in a trance. 

Your hands start to get warm, and you put the packet of unpopped popcorn on the counter, afraid the kernels will start to pop in your hands. 

“…It’s up the stairs and to the left.” You say, not really looking at him but more at the backdoor; an escape from this awkward yet amazing predicament.

He looks at you a bit longer than usual. “Thanks.” 

He leaves the kitchen, and you wait a couple of seconds before freaking out. (Y/C/N) is in your house! His parents are in your house! What is HAPPENING right now?!

You lean back on the counter and run your hands through your hair, tucking both sides behind both ears.

“Oh. My. God!” you whisper to yourself, covering your wide-open mouth when you realize you’re smiling like an idiot. You put your hands over your face and giggle to yourself, thinking about about silly you probably look. A creak in the floor makes you look up, and (Y/C/N) is back in the kitchen, smiling right at you. He leans to the side, and gazes at you from across the room. The only thing between you is the kitchen island.

“Did you find it?” you ask.

His faces changes when you speak, as if he was thinking about something else. 

“Yea! Yea, I did. But, um..” his eyes meet yours, and he lets out a big breath.

“Okay, (Y/N). Here’s the thing. I didn’t really need to use the bathroom. I know your Dad is the Dean of the school, and when my parents told me they were coming over here tonight, I asked them if I could come along. I was secretly hoping you were going to be here so that I could get you alone. I wasn’t really sure until I saw you walk by. So, I excused myself and went to look for you. I saw you in here, and I was going to tell you this, but you looked so adorable in your bunny slippers and t-shirt I ended up just staring at you. And when you turned around and saw me, I panicked and asked for the bathroom. But, I never went. I just stood outside here, and built up the courage to come back. Truthfully, it wasn’t working. But then, I saw you in the reflection of that mirror-” he points to the mirror hanging above a side table.

“And how you reacted after talking to me. I like you, (Y/N). I have ever since the first day of school when I walked in the room and saw you. You’re the prettiest girl I’ve ever seen. And, you’re so…different. I love that you are quieter from everyone else in class. And that you get outstanding grades on everything. There’s just something about you like I can’t seem to get around, and I can’t stop thinking about you. You’re seriously all I think about. I’m always thinking of ways to try to talk to you, but I never can seem to do it. Your maturity and beauty just intimidate me. And it drives me insane. I just…I just really, really like you (Y/N). And judging how you reacted, I think you like me too. We’ve let so many months go by not saying a word to each other. But we both feel it; we know we want each other. I know I want you. And you know you want me.”

By now he’s standing 1 foot away from you, and you can’t breathe. You place your hands on his chest, and look up at him. 

“I do. God, I really do. You drive me crazy. I just…I don’t know.” You begin to take your hands off his chest, but he takes them and squeezes them in his. You look into his beautiful, (Y/C/E/C) eyes.

“What about (Y/C/E/G/N), your ex? Aren’t you guys talking again?” With this, you move away from him. 

“No. I’m not talking to anyone.” he says, his voice a bit raspy.

You begin to get a bit frustrated.

“C’mon, I heard you and (Y/C/F/N) talking about her in class the other day. You were showing him your phone and everything. It was so obvious.”

He senses that you’re jealous, and smiles at you and begins to move closer.

“What? Why are you smiling?” you say, confused.

“So it worked.” he says, only a couple of feet away now.

“What worked?”

“I did that to see if making it look like I was talking to someone else would make you jealous.”

“What! Why would you do that! I was actually trying to not like you anymore because of that!” You smack his arm, making him laugh.

“Because! I needed to know that you cared, or something, anything. Considering neither one of us have the guts to talk to each other in class.”

You bite your lip. He’s right. 

“And, uh..” he stands so close to you, your noses almost touch. He pushes your hair behind your ear.

“How’s that going, by the way?” he asks.

“How’s..what..going?” you say, wanting to kiss him but holding back. He smells so good, and you still can’t believe any of this is happening right now.

“Trying to not like me.” he smirks.

You look right into his eyes. “Not good at all. If anything, its making me like you more. My head isn’t straight anymore.”

This must have been the green light, because for the first time ever, (Y/C/N) kisses you. He cups your face in his hands, and you put your hands on his waist. When he pulls away, you both look at each other, and start laughing.

“I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time.” he says, with his back now leaning on the kitchen island across from you.

You smile at him, and look at the floor. “Me too.”

He grabs you and pulls you closer to him, so your waists are touching. 

“What do you say we do that more often?”

“You read my mind.”

Just as he’s about to kiss you again, you hear footsteps coming down the hall. You both pull away quickly, and act as if nothing happened. 

(Y/C/N)’s parents appear, along with your Dad. 

“(Y/C/N), we’re getting ready to go. We’ll be out in the car waiting for you. And, hi, (Y/N). Your father told us about you, you’re a very remarkable student. I’m glad (Y/C/N) is making right decisions.” (Y/C/N)’s Dad says. 

“(Y/N)? You’ll show him out?” your Dad asks.

“Yea, I gotta finish telling him this story. We’ll be out soon.”

Everyone leaves and its just you and (Y/C/N).

He takes out his phone. 

“Here, give me your number and I’ll text you when I get home.”

You smile so big your teeth show.

He smirks at you. “What?”

“You don’t know how long I’ve waited for you to text me.” you blush.

“I think we both don’t know a lot about each other and what we’ve both been waiting for.” he says.

“And I can’t wait to find out.” he kisses you on the forehead, and walks out. 

You go upstairs to your bedroom, and look out your window. You see him driving off in his parents car. Plopping down in your bed, you suddenly get angry.

You still don’t have any popcorn.

Sorry if there are typos/mistakes, this is only my second imagine but I hope you guys enjoyed it!  I’d love to hear any feedback!

  • Finn: "It's your own star"
  • Rachel: "You named a star after me?"
  • Finn: "No, I thought about that but then I named it Finn Hudson, because there is already a star called Rachel Berry and she's right here on earth and she's brighter than any of those stars up there. So I wanted to make sure that whenever she feels lonely, she can look up at the sky and no matter where I am, she can know that I'm looking down on her"
  • Walter: So I figured we could get fitted for suits at this place I know.
  • Kurt: Actually, I have something else I wanted to talk to you about. I'm going to the wedding with Blaine.
  • Walter: Oh, I see.
  • Kurt: I'm so sorry. I never expected this to happen.
  • Walter: It's called young love, Kurt. It gets bruised and it gets back up again. It's a nice thing.
  • Kurt: So you're not mad?
  • Walter: Mad? I'm jealous. You're right at the beginning of it all. I look at you, I think of the lifetime of love I could've had if I hadn't wasted it pretending to be someone I'm not. You're lucky, Kurt. Go be lucky. And whatever happens, even if you get hurt again, just remember, the only thing worth doing is going towards love. Don't waste time double guessing. Don't waste time behaving yourself. You've got to run, you've got to jump, because it won't stick around forever. You gotta grab it while it's still right in front of you. Whatever you do, don't let it go.
In Its Final Season, Glee Was the Gayest Show That’s Ever Been on Television

I have a totally untestable theory that Glee did more to normalize homosexuality than any other show in TV history, perhaps more than any other mainstream work of art. Over six seasons, tweens, teens, and their families sat in living rooms around the world watching musical numbers, show choir competitions, and hormonal…

Leading with a Brittana pic? #check

TWO quotes from Britt about gay marriage? #check

Clip from Brittana confronting Santana’s abuela about “what true love looks like? #check

This article hits all the highlights. Check it out, ladies and gents.

no matter how many you have,
first kisses are always ineffable
in some way or another,

whether it’s from the palpable
awkwardness of a kiss at age 15
that now makes you laugh
almost to the point of tears

or from the silent softening 
of your body to a kiss
that surprised you with its
tenderness and sparks.

whatever they were,
whatever their stories are now,
however their plots ended
(or continued),

i hope that you look back
on each first kiss with a 
w     i     d     e   smile
and the glee of sweetness

for these moments are fleeting.

—  [another] first kiss, 159/365 (e.f.a.)

Both of my kids were out of the house this weekend so my wife and I spent the weekend having our own Glee marathon and watching the evolution of Klaine. From the introduction of Blaine Anderson we have both been captivated by the story of their friendship that developed into this beautiful love story, complete with soap opera complications. Although the writers/creators sometimes lost direction, the actors continued to carry their banner with every look and even the smallest of gestures. Even though the love story is groundbreaking, we prefer to look at it as just an amazing love story between two soul mates. We hope as Glee enters into its final stretch the writers truly realize what a gem they have in this story as well as in the phenomenal chemistry between these two fine actors. We also hope they reward their loyal viewers with a story line that is not only worthy of the talents of Chris Colfer and Darren Criss but gives us something worthwhile in which to remember them. For our emotional commitment we deserve that.