the way quinn looked at rachel

anonymous asked:

Do you still remember Faberry?

Do I still remember Faberry?

Anon, I know you’re playing but this might be the most offensive thing anybody has ever sent me in a tumblr ask.

I remember Faberry.

I remember they weren’t friends.

I remember when Rachel first reached out to Quinn, encouraging her to come back to Glee, that she would need friends who could relate.

I remember the time Rachel organised the Glee Club to sing Keep Holding On for Quinn.

I remember when Rachel came to apologise to Quinn about telling Finn who the real father was, and Quinn not being mad.

I remember Quinn drawing a picture of Rachel in her notebook with a million hearts around it.

I remember Quinn was there when Rachel discovered that Shelby was her birth mother.

I remember that Quinn would later give up her daughter Beth to Shelby.

I remember when Quinn put herself out there in a rather humiliating way, which Quinn Fabray has never done ever, when she asked out Finn to check how true his feelings were for Rachel. 

I remember when they first held hands during Dog Days Are Over.

I remember Hey Girlfriend!

I remember how the story plays out and with tears in her eyes, Quinn telling Rachel she didn’t belong here and that she can’t hate her for helping to send her on her way.

I remember Quinn telling Rachel she couldn’t write a good song if she keeps looking for that happy ending, and that she is never gonna get it right.

I remember Get It Right being the song that wins them Regionals.

I remember Pretty/Unpretty being their duet. And how they only had one. And in some way they only ever needed one because it is the single best duet the show ever did.

I remember the light green ribbon wrapped around it to match her eyes.

I remember the slap.

I remember the immediate horror on Quinn’s face.

I remember Quinn opening up to Rachel and telling her her biggest fear.

I remember Rachel telling Quinn that she’s a very pretty girl, prettiest girl she’s ever met, but she’s a lot more than that.

I remember Quinn letting Rachel wipe away her tears.

I remember Quinn dyeing her hair pink and how Rachel told her she was sorry that she was so sad. That she missed seeing her in Glee club. That they’re a family and this is their year to get it right.

I remember that possessive hold during I Kissed A Girl.

I remember Quinn spilling her plan to get Shelby fired to Rachel. 

I remember Rachel chasing Quinn down the hallway.

I remember when Quinn thanked Rachel for stopping her from doing something she would have regretted her entire life. 

I remember kind of.

I remember Rachel telling Quinn that she is a lot better than she knows.

I remember Rachel going to Quinn for advice on Finn’s proposal.

I remember Quinn saying she can’t.

I remember Rachel being the first person Quinn tells about getting into Yale.

I remember their first hug.

I remember Quinn telling Rachel that she has an amazing life ahead of her and if she really wants to be happy she’s going to have to say goodbye to Finn.

I remember Quinn standing up in front of Glee Club, talking about how she was the only one standing in the way of herself, that you can’t change your past but you can let go and start your future. And that all of that was directly said to Rachel.

I remember Quinn holding Rachel’s hand like a lady while being serenaded on Valentine’s Day.

I remember the look on Quinn’s face when Rachel announces that her and Finn would be getting married after Regionals.

I remember when Quinn wasn’t going to stand around and watch Rachel ruin her life by marrying Finn Hudson.

I remember Quinn asking Rachel when she was singing that song, she was singing it to Finn and only Finn, right? With tears in her eyes.

I remember Quinn setting aside her own personal feelings about Rachel’s decision to get married and deciding to support her instead.

I remember their second hug.

I remember Rachel making a room full of her closest friends and family wait because she didn’t want to get married without Quinn.

I remember ON MY WAY.

I remember Rachel not being able to stop thinking about Quinn.

I remember Rachel breaking down in front of everyone else and interrupting to tell Quinn she was so sorry.

I remember their third hug.

I remember do you not understand what you mean to me?

I remember Quinn being everything that Rachel wanted to be.

I remember that Rachel sees the new Quinn, the still-beautiful, but humbled and inspiring Quinn.

I remember when Rachel looks back on her high school career the one thing, the one accomplishment that she’s going to be so proud of is that she found a way to be Quinn’s friend.

I remember that Quinn first started talking about being prom queen in episode 2 of Glee, and that it’s all she ever wanted.

I remember that Quinn won.

I remember that Quinn rigged the votes.

I remember that Quinn chose Rachel as prom queen.

I remember the smile on Quinn’s face when it was announced that Rachel won.

I remember Quinn talking about change being so good because if they hadn’t changed they would’ve never been friends.

I remember Quinn bought Rachel a Metro North Pass from New York to New Haven, and one for herself, so she could make sure they stay in touch.

I remember their fourth hug.

I remember Quinn’s smile as Rachel arrived at the station to leave for New York, being so proud that Rachel finally got it right.

I remember the hundreds of gifs I’ve made.

I remember the thousands of words I’ve written.

I remember Rachel and Quinn as being the love story of Glee. 

anonymous asked:

Could you recommends some Faberry fanfics pretty please?? I just discovered this fandom and I NEED to read some good five 🙏🏼


Since you said you are new here, I’m going to rec all of my faves (several of which include like really popular ones in the fandom):

By stix04 (she’s like the ultimate) -

I’ll Be - Can Quinn pretend to be in love with Rachel just to get out of Lima? Can Rachel pretend to love Quinn so she’s not so lonely in New York? And what happens when both girls realize they’re no longer pretending?

Mirror Mirror - When Quinn looks in the mirror, who does she see? And why is her reflection talking back?

Santa’s Little Helper - Rachel was just trying to be nice when she bought Quinn the massage kit for Christmas…she didn’t realize HOW nice a gift it truly was.
(this is smutty (she writes REALLY good smut - she has another smutty series that I would suggest reading, too) but like it’s honestly laugh out loud funny)

By FlyingFleshEater -

Simple Parts - That awkward moment when you travel thirty years forward in time and find out you’re married to your high school nemesis? Yeah, it totally sucks…except…maybe it doesn’t.

By BattleKitten -

Never Asked To Feel Your Halo - The thing was, neither of them wanted this-whatever it was, but since when did the Universe care about what Rachel or Quinn wanted? Their cards had been dealt the moment they’d entered that shower together. Now it came down to how well they played them.

By K'sChoiceofAFI - (honestly, like everything she writes is really good)

America She’s Beautiful - AU. She walked in with long curly blonde hair, hands clasped behind her back, and a red smile, and all Rachel wanted to know was why large, burly men were following her everywhere. / She walked in to find an ordinary brunette to strike up an argument with, and all Quinn cared about was that Rachel hadn’t the slightest clue who she was.

The Heart is a Machine - AU. Future fic. Quinn Fabray, former blade runner, is called back into the force when a group of androids called replicants crash land on Earth and go on a killing spree. When a seemingly unique in her own way android weasels her way into Quinn’s life, Quinn begins to question what it really means to be human.

What Doors May Open - AU. Rachel comes out as gay after dumping Finn. People slowly start to find out and, when Head Cheerio, Quinn Fabray finds out, Rachel knows her life will never be the same again.

Substantial Evidence To the Contrary - Quinn corners Rachel in a bathroom stall and asks her to do a very important favor. (this is honestly like 2k words of smut, and it’s both like really good smut, and also an interesting character study)

Revelation - You’re pretty sure you’ve hit puberty. And not the puberty in the sense that you’re growing breasts and getting your period because, been there, done that. But puberty in the sense that you’re starting to become attracted to the most random things like low tones of voices, people innocently brushing against various parts of your body, hugging.

By roxystyle011 -

Bedtime Stories - Beth is babysitting and the kids want to hear a bedtime story, so she tells them the story of how her parents got together. Faberry.

Deal With the Devil - Rachel doesn’t understand what it is that Santana has that makes all the boys go crazy. When Santana denies her a simple kiss, Rachel enlists the help of Quinn to make her jealous. Faberry.

The Closest Thing - Rachel finds a leather journal full of lyrics in the choir room and begins investigating each member one by one, but only because she thinks that she just might be in love with the writer and their words. Faberry.

By poetzproblem -

This Kiss - One pivotal moment can change everything. Rachel and Quinn share a kiss during a game of spin the bottle, and the gleeks decide to play cupid. Faberry.

Magical Mystery Tour - It’s impossible to keep pretending that this future, or dream, or whatever it turns out to be, isn’t exactly what she wants. Faberry Week, Day Seven: The Future.

Acceptance - The first time it happens, Rachel is twenty-one. She knows that she will always remember the moment exactly, sitting on the sofa in her fathers’ house. A look into Rachel’s future.
Remembrance - Now it’s all bright lights and fake smiles and yearning to have those moments back when she was still swaying in the background with eyes closed and heart beating to the rhythm of a perfect song. A look into Quinn’s future. Companion to Acceptance.
Convergence - All the missed opportunities and diverging paths have still somehow led them here, and where they’ll end up is anyone’s guess. Follow-up to Acceptance/Remembrance. Faberry Week, Day One: Reunion.
(these are all in a series, they are each only a chapter/2 chapters)

Must Be An Angel - The thread between them weaves together into a gorgeous tapestry, alive with promise. Rachel and Quinn get a little help from above. AU.

By WaveGoodbye -

Rainbow Bright - Rachel Berry is hopelessly in love with McKinley’s head cheerleader. Convinced that they are on a two way street, she seeks the truth. But what happens when teen witch Tina Cohen-Chang casts a spell on some sprinkles to bring out Quinn’s true feelings? (this is mostly smut, but it’s amusing, and the sequel isn’t smutty, but it is really good)
Through the Looking Glass - Rachel seeks to repair the damage caused by cursed sprinkles and invites a reluctant Quinn to a sleepover at teen witch Tina Cohen-Chang’s house to prove to her that they are still normal people. Things don’t quite go as planned. Sequel to Rainbow Bright.(these are a series and are both 1 and 2 chapters, but longer chapters)

Riding in Cars With Girls - After Quinn quit Glee club and joined a band Rachel feels the gap Quinn has left and sets out to get her back, whatever the cost. But what happens when Quinn’s only condition involves her car and Rachel’s lips on hers every day at five? Punk!Quinn

By tothevision -

Rough Beginnings - Quinn decides she needs to end this obsession once and for all, but life doesn’t always work out the way we want it to. Sometimes it’s so much better. Faberry.

By vondrunkaton -

Kissing Quinn Fabray -   Quinn comforts Rachel after Finn says something oafish. Rachel is surprised by how sweet Quinn is. There’s also some making out in delicious detail.

By shaddowsong -

You Hit Like A Girl - The summer after her sophomore year, Rachel Berry has three goals: 1. Prepare for Glee 2. Befriend Quinn Fabray 3. Create a Lasting Romance with Finn Hudson. By the fourth week of summer she’s completely failed two of them. Now what is she supposed to do?

honestly, I have more. But I’ll stop here for now lol. Enjoy!

fyi anything done by any of these authors is great.

Flashbacks of the past

Being In Glee Club was probably the most difficult thing Finnley had ever done. It was affecting her reputation and it was also bad for her relationship with Quinn - which was quite complicated anyway. The girl being still in the closet about her feelings for girls always had caused Finnley to feel strange about their relationship - almost as if she was putting more effort into it than Quinn. But since being in Glee she was spending more and more time with Rachel and Quin seemed jealous. While she would usually be happy to have her girlfriend jealous - which just meant that she was indeed feeling things for her - the bitchiness and also the rude behavior she was getting from the blonde cheerleader was basically making Finnley run to Rachel. It was all more confusing than it needed to be. And the looks and small touches and kisses Finnley and Rachel had been sharing were adding to the confusion as well.

But Finnley couldn’t just forget everything for Rachel. Even if there was something special about the girl. She couldn’t just go for everything even if she wanted. She was still with Quinn and Rachel was pretty high maintenance. But she was also very persuasive so Finnley had accepted to pose with her for the picture of the Glee Club in the Thunderclap. Her nervousness was obvious because Rachel had invited her to the Choir room to cheer her up, to take her nervousness somehow. She was looking up, smiling as she noticed Rachel standing at the piano. A song. She could see it by the way Rachel held those sheet music in her hand and also by the wide smile. It always meant she would be singing. 

livinginrhythm  asked:

Puck keeps noticing Rachel checking him out in his uniform and decides he's not gonna let that go.

He notices her, noticing him.

It starts innocently enough, her eyes raking over him as he stands near Quinn in the choir room. He can always tell when a chick is checking him out, it’s like a sixth sense or something, and he can feel the heat of Rachel’s gaze on his back when he’s turned away from her.

Puck might be an asshole but he’s not enough of one to tell her that he sees her.

 At least not yet.


“Nice going, Berry. You scared him off!”

He feels bad for barking at her the second he sees her face drop as she watches Headphones (that’s what he calls the kid in his head since he has no fucking clue what his name is) basically run from the choir room.

“Hey,” he says when they are alone and he watches her sad eyes slide up to his. “Sorry, I’m just used to yelling at people all the time,” he jokes and she laughs quietly before looking away quickly. He doesn’t know what that’s about but he does realize that this is the first time that they’ve been alone in a room together in years.

The piano is between them and she’s looking away, almost like she’s shy, and he can remember years ago sitting next to her at this very piano while he tried to convince her to get drunk for the first time.

He’s still chuckling at the memory when he puts his hand up in a wave to leave the choir room, her eyes burning a hole through him all the way out the door.


Seven months.

That’s how long it took for things with Quinn to completely implode and as he watches her go over moves with two of the newest members of New Directions he doesn’t even really feel bad about it. That probably makes him a dick but so what? Like that’s news.

Rachel is watching him from across the room and he sends her a smirk as he works with Headphones (yeah, he knows his name is Roderick but the nickname kind of stuck) on a song arrangement. Rachel’s been doing that a lot lately, staring at him in and out of uniform.

Not that she’s seen him naked or anything, just that he doesn’t always wear his blues when he comes home to visit.

God, he kind of wishes that she’d seen him naked though because that would mean that he’d seen her naked. Which he decided a long time ago is something that he needs to do before he dies. It’s probably number one on his bucket list with a bullet.

He’s in his uniform today though and because he’s newly single and always an asshole he catches her eye when he sees her staring again and winks.

The blush that creeps across  her face is totally worth it.

No one is paying attention to him, except Headphones who is now scribbling away on his sheet music, so Puck excuses himself (yeah, he’s got manners. So what?) and heads over to where Rachel is standing in the corner.

“Berry,” he says with an easy grin and she narrows her eyes.

“What do you want, Puckerman?”

He laughs as he holds his hands up in front of him, palms out facing her. “Hey, feisty pants. No need to jump all over me. Unless…” He leans down a little so he can tell her something that no one else needs to hear. “Unless that’s why you’ve been checking me out for weeks.”

She’s sputtering as she backs away from him and he loves that he’s always been able to make her nervous. “Excuse me?” She asks defiantly, her cheeks flushed in embarrassment. “Checking you…Me? Checking you out? I don’t think so.” She’s shaking her head back in forth like it’s the stupidest thing she’s ever heard. He’s not buying it.

“No need to lie, Rachel.” He watches the way her breath hitches when he says her name. Noted. “I know for a fact that ladies dig the uniform.”

“I’ll have you know that your clothing no way affects the way that I look at you,” Rachel says and he’d believe her if her eyes weren’t flashing with this dangerous mix of mild hatred and lust. He’s been known to bring out that mix in women.

She’s breathing hard when he leans in closer and he doesn’t give a shit who’s watching when he places his hand on her hip to speak directly into her ear.

“Find me later.”

When he pulls back he searches her eyes to make sure he wasn’t getting mixed signals but then she’s licking her lips and nodding slightly.

He completely ignores the looks from the others (Quinn) as he makes his way out of the room.


He’s got her pressed up against the door of her room and he feels like he’s sixteen again.

Her fingers are gripping the lapels of his jacket and he grins against her lips as he presses his hips against hers.

“Damn, Rachel,” he breathes into her neck and the sound she lets out is practically perfection. “Who knew a little uniform would get you so hot?”

She giggles when he reaches down to pick her up, her skirt barely covering her thighs as he carries her over and drops her onto her bed.

“Uniforms are good,” she says breathlessly when she’s naked and he’s shirtless and unbuckling his belt but her voice catches when he steps out of the rest of his clothes. “But out of uniform is good too.”

He gives her a wicked grin as he pulls her by the ankle until she’s half on the bed, half off.

“Yeah,” he says, lifting her legs so she’s open and ready for him. “This is good, too.”

Ok but UnREAL...

Quinn and Rachel get closer every ep. This season in particular they are stepping that shit up. One of the major anticipatory moments this ep was waiting to see what Quinn would do when she hears about Rachel being [spoiler alert] hit by Jeremy last episode. We as viewers know hers is the most significant reaction and the show recognizes that. We knew she was gonna burn shit down for Rachel when she found out, and the show made that important.
Chet calls her as soon as he starts getting concerned about Rachel because… hers is the most significant reaction - he knows Quinn cares. And not only does she care, the second she hears about it she calls Rachel and says she will be on the next flight out to her. She demands she take time to herself to recover. 
She repeatedly contacts the people surrounding her to make sure she’s okay and to get her home and safe, because Quinn can’t be there to do it herself. 

When she calls Coleman she’s impatient and snippy because she’s worried. He has his hackles up until Quinn describes Rachel in such observant detail, so aptly and unnervingly well with this tone in her voice…it’s as if she’s a fucking renaissance painting that hangs in her office; Coleman snaps out of it and knows she’s serious; that Rachel might not be okay. 

Q: You keep her on that set and she is a time-bomb. I need you to get her home, now. 
C: Look, she seems fine to me, Quinn. I’m looking at her right now.
Q: [laughs] Okay, lemme guess. Right now she’s backed into a corner, chewing on her fingers like they’re twinkies, eyes ablazing, talking as if her words are going to save the world…
C: [pauses] I’ll call you back.

This is exactly the kind of over-involved behaviour you expect from Quinn - but the difference is that here it’s all about making sure Rachel is okay - she excuses that care as a lot of things, but she’s seriously protective. See the look in her eyes when she confronts Jeremy; she wants to flatten the guy.

Later, Quinn literally gets confronted by Wagerstein about her interest in Rachel…

W: There’s no such thing as an entertainment emergency. 
Q: This wasn’t about the show.
W: What then, Rachel?
Q: [shocked] …
W: Have you ever asked yourself why you care so much about that girl?
Q: [scoffs] Okay, here we go. This’ll be rich.
W: I’m gonna tell you the one thing no-one else is brave enough to say to your face. You’re lonely.

Quinn then calls Booth - while Rachel kisses Coleman.

Both distressed, both dealing with the same situation re: Rachel’s well-being, both looking for comfort. Rachel is pissed at Quinn because of her constant attention and asking if she’s okay - goes to Coleman. Quinn has just been called out on that attention by Wagerstein - calls Booth. Both are deflecting their emotions about each other onto other people, is what i’m saying. 

The ep ends with them literally mirror images, either side of the same wall, both looking to the men close to them for comfort and intimacy. Can you say textbook cinematography/narrative way to frame two people who should be looking to each-other rather than outwards at their respective partners? 

This fucking show.

Two women who claim not to care about each other while simultaneously caring THE MOST 👌 Moments where their care is undeniable 👌 Where they’re forced to acknowledge it 👌 Where it’s more important they make sure the other is okay than continue to pretend that lack of care 👌 Complex as hell female relationships 👌

Regression Therapy

The next morning Rachel and Quinn sat in the therapist’s office, Rachel was in between big and small and just just didn’t know what to do. Whimpering, she curled up with her blanket and unicorn and sighed. “Rachel,”She looked up at the therapist, “It is perfectly normal for you to feel this way, but you have to know this is the only way. We want to work with you, to help you accept yourself for who you are. We’re going to integrate you back into your big self, but this will help you become more at ease in the end. Do you understand?”
“Yes, I know all about regression Therapy . I read the books,” She looked over at Quinn, “I’ll do it, I just wish you would have asked me first. I don’t want to go to a group home and I know you care about me.”

Fic: Wills and Ways

Since because I have been PINING for historical romance!Klaine: Blaine returns to his family’s manor after WWI - and to his valet/lover, Kurt. As the new heir, however, he must take a wife. At least until the unexpected happens.

~2500 words, PG, mostly fluff. Inspired in the vaguest of ways by Eva Ibbotson’s A Countess Below Stairs.

Blaine felt mechanical as he walked up the driveway of his family’s sprawling country house for the first time in three years. It somehow looked both exactly the same and entirely different to him, as though everything had been shifted a centimeter to the right in his absence but was still set up as he had left it.

Or more accurately, as his brother had left it.

The pang of loss at the thought of Cooper consumed Blaine so fully that he was properly inside the estate before he became aware of his surroundings again.

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Santana laughed gently as she pressed her lips to Satan’s muzzle. He’d just taken a long drink of water so the gentle exchange was brief due to the fact he was desperately trying to get at her face with his slobbery chops. “You’re going to be good and you’re going to have a nice long nap. I’ve put a bone in your bed so you won’t go bored or starved,” She informed him. He watched her with intelligent, soft eyes before batting at her knee with his huge paw. She took it and shook it firmly before rising to her feet and heading back into the living room. As the door swung closed she heard him let out a deep bark because the sound of his plastic bed scooting across the floor sounded out and she knew he was going to settle down like the good boy he was.

She picked up the bag on the coffee table and hung it over her shoulder. The reassuring weight of a successful night to be had felt good. She knew that not all the frat types would want to buy from her but their visitors definitely would. She could offer them what they requested of her and then leave with a handsome profit and a sexy little gymnast on her arm to fuck into oblivion when she got home. After she’d gone to town with the new imported shit she’d ordered of course. Maybe she would try one of the infused juices in her fridge too. But not before she started selling. 

She checked her pockets to make sure she had everything before she headed toward her car. The backpack was placed with great care into the passenger seat before she headed off, making her way easily toward the big, yet slightly battered, looking house right in the middle of the student area. She could already hear the music banging and she shrugged off her leather jacket to expose a loose vest top. It’d be hot once she got inside anyway. 

As she’d expected, the party was already in full swing when she got inside. Frat boys with their broad shoulders and tailored waists, complete with various branded t-shirts were swarming the hallways and room surrounded by attractive girls. Very attractive girls in tiny skirts. She smiled at a few as they wandered by, an unbelievable sway in their hips. Damn. She made a slow route around the house, avoiding the place she guessed Rachel and Quinn would be. She wanted to get a few sales in before she met with them. And she managed it too in her smooth yet forward way. With alcohol already in their veins and a desire to get to the next level, she could reel in a steady flow of cash that got tucked neatly into the back pocket of her rucksack. 

At last, she moved toward the living room. One of the sofa cushions was hanging strangely from the wall but she ignored it and wound through the people, looking for a flash of brown hair and a blonde with her. It took a while and a few cold words towards a shirtless guy, but she finally came up behind them. “Sup crew,” She greeted enthusiastically, her hand instantly moving low on Rachel’s back. She wasn’t even ashamed to move it even more south and place it on her ass while she squeezed Quinn’s shoulder. “How fucked are you both? Want some E, Fabs?”

Sportsmed!Brittana Part 3

Here we go!

Santana slammed the door to her and Quinn’s small apartment, “Brittany Pierce can go fuck herself.” She grumbled into the empty living room.

Quinn appeared from the hall way dressed only in a robe, “Santana it’s 2 am. What the hell is your problem?”

The Latina was obviously pretty drunk. Swaying as she was now standing in the kitchen hunting a beer down. “Sorry Q. I know you and the hobbit were sleeping. Apparently Brittany has a boyfriend.” Santana swung the beer in her hand around, with the container open. Spilling beer all over the floor. “We have been fucking for 3 weeks…and she has a god damn boyfriend.”

Quinn grabbed the beer out of Santana’s hand and dragged her off toward her bedroom. “Honey, I’m sorry things are messy. But if you drink anymore you are going to start crying.”

Santana just huffed out as she started to take her Jersey off, “I would not fucking cry.” She glared at Quinn, “I would not.”

The blonde could see her eyes starting to water. She knew her best friend was going to start the water works shortly. She just sighed and put her hand on the door, “Get your pamajas on and I’ll be right back.

“Fuck you, Q.” She threw her shirt off cross her bedroom. “I don’t need to be fucking babysat.” She went to step out of her pants and nearly fell on to her bed.

A few minutes later Quinn came back with some Advil, water, and some toast. “Drink the water with the toast and take 4 Advil. We can talk about Brittany in the morning when you get up.” She set them on Santana’s night stand.

“Shut up, Q.” She sighed out. She was overly annoyed and fairly irrational at this point. She at least managed to dress herself. She walked over to Quinn and gave her a small hug. “Now get the fuck out of my room.”

Santana woke up to bright light and the smell of pancakes and bacon. She groaned as she rolled over to look at the clock. It was almost 11. Quinn had let her sleep in. Usually after one of her drunken stupors, her best friend will punish her with loud cleaning very early in the morning. She also assumed by the smell of bacon, Rachel must have had work this morning. Quinn was sensitive enough to not cook real bacon in the morning when the diva was there.

She grabbed her glasses off her night stand and hobbled her way into the kitchen. “Q,” She mumbled out softly before she took a seat in at the table.

Quinn just sat a cup of coffee and a plate of food in front of her, “If you don’t have a hangover yet and you eat this you might dodge the bullet.”

Santana just nodded and took her first sip of coffee. “Life would just be easier if we just married each other.” She snarled out softly.

“You’re welcome,” Quinn had known Santana long enough and well enough that that was her form of a thank you. Just not in so many words. “We would kill each other.”

The soccer player just sighed, “That’s very true.” She shoveled almost a whole pancake in her mouth, “Madye I colled be da nun.”

Quinn sat down across from her at the table and laughed, “You couldn’t be a Nun, Santana. You like sex too much. You would probably literally die without it.” She snapped a piece of bacon in half and put it in mouth, “So what is this about Brittany and a boyfriend? I feel like I haven’t really seen you since you started whatever the fuck this is.”

“Well, the night of the fundraiser was the first night anything happened.” She pushed her food around her plate and shrugged. “We were supposed to go to dinner then go to her place. But she lives like 30-45 minutes outside of the city depending on the part of town you’re in.” She took another sip of her coffee, “So we just ended up here. We didn’t even make it to dinner.”

Santana had Brittany pinned up against the wall with the blonde’s long legs wrapped around her waist. The Latina was assaulting her neck with licks, kisses, and bites. The kind that would for sure leave marks for the next day.

Brittany grabbed her chin rough, bring their faces so close that Santana had to make eye contact. “Bedroom,now.” She unwrapped her legs lowing herself down slowly, she kissed the small brunette roughly, and started to push her backwards.

Quinn just sighed, “I remember that night.” She groaned out a little and finished off her piece of bacon, “There were clothes strung from the front door to your bedroom. I still don’t know how you got her underwear across the living room and on the lampshade.”

Santana smirked a little, “It had been a while since I had gotten any. Some of us don’t have girlfriends.”

Quinn slammed her hand down on the table, “Thank god I do. I’m so glad I went to Rachel’s that night so I didn’t have to hear you guys. Brittany is loud. Anyway, go on.”

The next morning Santana woke up in bed alone. She wasn’t really surprised by that. They had talked briefly about last night just being fun and she was okay with that. No note or text message. Santana didn’t really care.

Well, she didn’t care until she got to practice and Brittany was there. The blonde basically ignored her for the 2 hours they were there. She didn’t need to be hugged, kissed, and fawned over. But a hello would have been nice.

A little later Santana overheard one of the other girls ask Brittany about the marks all over her neck. The Latina’s chest did swell up with pride a little bit at the question. But what really surprised her was Brittany’s answer.

“Well, let’s just say I haven’t had that kind of fun in a really long time,” Brittany shuffled her bag on to her shoulder and went to leave. “I really hope I can get it to happen again.”

Santana didn’t think Brittany had seen her. She was around the corner changing basically hiding from plain sight. Brittany rounded the corner just as Santana pulled her shirt over her head, she looked up and caught Brittany’s wink as she left the locker room.

“So, do you think that was a professional thing? Like her not talking to you after?” The blonde asked softly.

“Yeah, I guess so.” Santana just huffed and crossed her arms leaning back in her chair. “So I see her at practice all that week. We talked a little bit more, but nothing you know sexy. Then she texted me 2 Fridays ago pretty much out of the blue.”

Santana shoved her law book out of the way when she heard her phone vibrate. She hoped to God it was Quinn getting out of work early so they could go get a drink. Brittany came across the screen with one new message it confused her.

Round 2?

Was all the text said. Santana didn’t need to be told what it meant. She texted back Yes, when and where. She grabbed her jacket and drove the 35 minutes to Brittany’s place. She didn’t end up coming home until 4 the Saturday afternoon.

“So at this point you guys have banged twice and that’s it?” Quinn was trying to follow as Santana filled in the blanks.

“Yea, pretty much,” She sighed out, “Then that Sunday, we went out and had lunch. She acted normal all week. We made plans again for Friday. Same kind of set up, but she came here instead. That was last weekend when you went to Rachel’s parents.”

“So what happened while I was gone? I haven’t really talked to you because all of the practice you have been having for the tournament.”

Brittany knocked on the door and patiently waited for Santana to open it. “Hey, San.” She said softly before she kissed the brunette deeply.

Santana just took at the door a little stunned. Sure Brittany had kissed her like that before, but she thought they were going to have dinner before they just started fucking. She had actually cooked for them. “Hey, Britt.”

They did end up having dinner, mostly talking about school and the tournament coming up. Santana cleaned up the dishes and got them both desert. Santana was a little confused when Brittany led them to the couch for what seemed to be movie watching time. Brittany had seemed pretty quiet most of the night. Letting Santana make up most of the conversation topics.

About half way through the movie their small kissed started to turn into a very hot and heavy make-out session. Brittany had lost her shirt over the side of the couch. Santana’s hair was down and her shirt was unbuttoned to the middle.

The Latina went to un-clasp the blonde’s bra when her hands were stopped by Brittany’s. The blonde lace their fingers together and pinned Santana’s hand above her head. “This week…getting past second base might not be a good idea.” She leaned down and started to kiss Santana’s neck. “At least not for me, but I can do whatever I want with you.”

Santana was about to ask why, when it registered with her. Brittany her been kind of quite. She looked exhausted. “Do you just want to go to bed?”

Brittany looked down at her confused. She wasn’t sure what her answer should be. “Do you want me to stay?”

Santana just shrugged, “I mean, I still have a heating pad from my shoulder. I also have chocolate. If you have better options, you can go if you want.”

“Let me get this straight. You couldn’t have sex because she was on her period. She offered to give you probably a whole night’s worth of sex, at least from what you say happens between you guys,” Quinn stuck her tongue out in disgust for a second, “And you instead ask her to sleepover and offer to take care of her.”

Santana just shrugged, “I know. That was the night I really fucked myself.”

Monday afternoon, was the first time since that Santana had seen Brittany. They were in the locker room getting ready for another long practice.

Brittany was checking her bag to make sure she had everything. She walked up to Santana holding a small plate with clear wrap on it. “Hey, San.” She said softly, standing in front of the Latina.

Santana looked up from the floor, she had been lacing her new cleats.  “Hey, Brittany.”

“These are for you,” The med-student said softly, “Kind of like a thank you for the other night.”

Santana wasn’t sure how someone could be the sexiest and the cutest person on the planet rolled into one. But Brittany did pull it off. Santana took the plate out of her hand and nodded. “No problem, Britt.” Santana pulled the clear plastic back and smiled. “How did you know snickerdoodles were my favorite?”

“A little blonde birdy told me,” She grinned a little bit, “I also don’t have class tomorrow night. I know you don’t either,” She leaned down towards Santana’s ear, “I’m game if you are.”

It took as second for what Brittany had said to sink in. “I don’t have anything on the books. My place?” She asked softly.

“Yea. I like your place. I’ll be here tomorrow anyway with the tennis team,” She leaned down and kissed the soccer player on the lips softly, “I’ll see you on the field, Thirteen.”

“So what happened after that?” Quinn for once was actually enjoying Santana’s escapades. Usually she told the Latina to keep them to herself.

“Well, she came over Tuesday night. She spent the night.” Santana said softly finishing up her coffee. “I mean, you saw her that morning. I heard her talking to you right before she left.”

The blonde just nodded. “Yea, she said something about an early class that day.”

Santana rolled over early in the morning feeling the other side of her bed for Brittany. When she came up empty, she grabbed her glasses from her night stand letting her eyes adjust for a second. She felt her breath get caught in her throat. Brittany was standing in Santana bathroom, with the door open. Leaning over the counter washing her face. Santana wasn’t sure if it was the sight of Brittany’s bear ass or the fact that the shirt said Lopez across the back, but one thing was for sure. She liked it.

“You’re up early. It’s not even 8.” Santana grumbled out as she rolled to her side putting her hand under her chin.

“Some of us aren’t lucky enough to have classes at noon most of the week. I have a 10 am. I have to get home to get ready for class,” Brittany replied softly as she walked back into the bedroom throwing her hair up into a messy bun.

“I can’t help it your major requires like 5 hour classes with 8 hours worth of labs.” She teases softly batting her eyelashes at the blonde.

Brittany sat on the edge of the bed and started to pull her jeans up. “Well, you also have to do nine thousand research papers.”

Santana traced the number 13 on the back of her jersey that Brittany was wearing. “That’s my away jersey. Since the game is home this weekend,” she leaned up and kissed the back of Brittany’s neck. “You could wear it Friday if you wanted.”

Brittany tensed up a little bit. She turned to Santana offering her a small smile. “Ms. Lopez, that might get us in trouble.” She took the shirt of slowly, keeping her back towards turned Santana. “It might be seen as a little unprofessional.”

Santana just nodded. Brittany did have a good point. But that didn’t change the fact that earlier in the week the blonde had kissed her in front of half the soccer team in the locker room. “That’s very true.” She leaned back and threw her arm over her face. “Let me get dressed and I’ll walk you out.”

The bed dipped when Brittany leaned over top of Santana. “Don’t worry about it. You should go back to sleep for a little bit while you can,” She leaned down and kissed the soccer player lightly on the lips, “See you tomorrow afternoon for practice.”

She knew Brittany was about to pull away, but Santana hadn’t gotten enough yet. Her hand slowly made it’s way to the back of Brittany’s neck. She pulled her back down and bite on her bottom lip. Not wanting to waste any time, she kissed her back deeply. “Okay. See you tomorrow.”

“That doesn’t seem like she was pulling away or like trying to back off at all to me?” The short blonde said as she cleared their plates off the table.

Santana threw her hands up in the air, “I fucking know right?!” She huffed out softly and laid her head on the table. “Wednesday was normal we got a drink after, but she went home to study. She was at the game Friday. So I invited her to the party for last night.”

“And you effectively came home drunk as shit,” Quinn piped in mid-sentence.

“Yea,” Santana snapped bitterly. “She showed up with some asshole in a military uniform. Stupid fucker had a Mohawk. She said it was her boyfriend…what the fuck. Like seriously?” Santana smacked the table.

“Well, what did she say about it when you asked her?”

“That’s a fucking shit show too.” Santana huffed out as she got up from the kitchen and motioned to the living room. “You will want to sit down for the rest of this.”

Sheesh, can we not? Is Kurt really so much of a special snowflake that now that Santana insulted him, it’s suddenly Brad Falchuck doing that and not a character? It’s still a TV show, people. No matter how bad it sucks, it’s still not a meta way for the writers to hate actors throught.

If we really looked into it, Brittany saying she has two vaginas was also kind of an insult to Heather. Santana calling Rachel Unibrows. Everybody just took those as a joke, no further judgment. When Santana calls out Kurt for ruining one of the happiest moments of her life, and the moment is actually pretty funny, remarkable, Santana-ish and impressive Naya’s acting-wise, people suddenly act like someone peed in their cereal, because for some reason, Santana mocking Kurt’s freaking DANCE MOVES is a big deal. Because, obviously that was aaaalll Brad to Chris, hands down. More feminine Quinn Fabray? That is barely an insult and many of you are looking way too far into it. tbh though you’re adults. this is ridiculous

Samcedes Glee Reunion

If you haven’t read any of this please stop and read this first Present and then read 6Months later and then Another 6 Months  before reading this reunion chapter. (in that order)


Glee Club Reunion

Sam nervously looked around the room looking for a familiar face. Looking for one particular face in the crowd to be honest. He sighed noticing that he barely recognized some of the faces in the crowd. They must have been graduates from after he left and of course their dates. He saw Will and Emma talking to Holly and Shelby who took over the glee clubs when he left but that wasn’t at all why he came today. He wanted to see his friends who he had lost touch with pretty much. He only kept in touch with Blaine but it was really not like it was when they were best friends.

And he wanted to see her. Who would have thought that the one time that they parted ways with no argument would have been the last day he saw her. She boarded the plane and things just changed. He was busy with school and she was busy with her album and eventually they slowly stopped tweeting and skyping but he would occasionally send her a text here and there. He started dating and was seeing a woman he met at school and things were okay but she still wasn’t Mercedes, so eventually he broke up with her.

“Look who I’ve found!” Sam smiled turning when he heard Blaine’s voice. He turned around and hugged his old friend and then hugged Kurt.

“Look at you two…still going strong, huh? I thought one of you would have killed the other by now.” Sam joked.

“We’re going through couple’s therapy but we are doing better and dealing with our troubles.” Blaine responded.

“And how are things with you, Sam? How has the glee club been doing?” Kurt asked. Sam laughed causing them to look at him as if he were crazy.

“I haven’t coached glee in years.”

“Oh really? I didn’t know that.” Blaine responded in shock. “Between the Broadway shows and couples therapy I just…”

“Well when we talked you didn’t really ask me about what I was doing you asked if I was dating.” Sam noticed Kurt roll his eyes before drinking the champagne he was cradling. “I actually went back to school and started my own graphic designing company.” He felt proud talking about it and he couldn’t wait to hug the woman responsible for it. He scanned the room once more looking for her then looked at Kurt as he spoke.

“You know what…I remember Mercedes mentioning you designed her Cloud 9 album cover…it was beautifully done. I designed her outfit for the video she made.”

“I didn’t know that!” Blaine added in shock again.

“What do you know?” Kurt mumbled under his breath.

“Where’s Mercedes anyway?” Sam asked praying that they’d seen her.

“I haven’t seen her…” Blaine replied then smiled. “Look, is that Tina, Artie and Mike over there?” he waved for their attention.

“Mike! Artie…Tina…I am so happy to see you guys!” Sam stated as he hugged his dear old friends. Even as he hugged them he looked around trying to see if Mercedes had arrived. They all spoke over each other in happiness of seeing their old friends. Mike spoke on his involvement with being the choreographer for a show that Artie was directing and Tina was playing the lead actress on. Sam was really proud of all his friends but his mind was elsewhere.

“If I am not mistaken I would say that the infamous Brittana is coming our way!” Kurt announced with a smile.

“So is this where the best glee club members are meeting because Britts and I were over there with a bunch of kids we never met and signing autographs. Who knew they watched our reality show!” Santana smiled and looked at every one.

“Was Mercedes over there?” Sam asked before suddenly feeling ashamed for even asking as everyone turned to look his way.

“Trouty mouth, please don’t tell me you are still running after that tail?” Santana shook her head and placed her arm around his neck. “Even Britts and I evolved, we’ve moved from scissoring to using strap-ons, trying not to dislocate her hip before she’s 80.” Sam could tell Santana was already drunk.

“I really just don’t want her to get me pregnant.” Brittany added before drinking and looking at everyone. “I want to make sure we get a contract for another year first.”

“Brit, that’s not how it works.” Kurt tried to explain. Sam shook his head and excused himself pulling away from Santana and walking away as Kurt continued to explain how babies were made to Brittany. Sam scanned the room once again and then bumped into a pregnant Quinn Fabray and Puckerman.

“Oh my gosh Sam, get over here!” she exclaimed pulling him in for a hug. He couldn’t believe that this was his ex-girlfriend and now he assumed married to one of his best friends from High school as he admired the rock on her finger.

“Look at you, how far are you?” he smiled hugging her back then looking over at Puck. “Bro, you’re going to be a dad again?”

“I’m 8 months and this is baby number two aside from Beth.” She replied smiling.

“Dude, really?”

“That’s what the Saw does!” he said proudly and the demonstrating it with his hands. That’s when Sam realized he wasn’t in uniform as usual.

“So what’s going on with you two? Are you at the air force?”

“No left that after baby number one, became a police office and my wife here became a lawyer.” He laughed. “If someone told me that I would be a cop and marry a lawyer back when I walked these halls I would have thrown them in the dumpster.”

“Well, people grow!” Quinn added fixing his tie then planting a kiss on his cheek. “Speaking of people growing…what have you been up to?”

“I uh…I have my own graphic company!” he answered proudly again.

“Right, Mercedes told us that you designed her album cover…it was really beautiful Sam…where is she by the way? You two came together right?” Quinn asked and before Sam could answer Puck interrupted her.

“Don’t turn now but here comes one of our ex-girlfriends.” he mumbled to Sam.

“Which one of them?” Quinn asked just as Rachel and Jesse walked over to them. “Rachel, look at you!” Sam tried his hardest not to roll his eyes. He didn’t hate her but she just reminded him of how he wasted months with her when he could have had Mercedes all that time.

“Hey you guys…Quinn is that baby number 2?” Rachel rubbed Quinn’s tummy and then rubbed her own which wasn’t showing much. “I just found out I am pregnant as well.” She smiled as she hugged everyone. “Jesse, you remember everyone right?”

“Yes dear!” he smiled and watched as everyone caught up. Sam looked around again before excusing himself yet again from the commotion. As he was walking away he heard Quinn ask for Mercedes again.

“She called and said she wasn’t sure she was going to make it.” He heard Rachel say sadly. He sighed and made his way outside needing to get some fresh air until something caught his eye at the far end standing amongst what he assumed were fans.

Mercedes sat in the back watching as everyone mingled signing autographs to fans who recognized her despite her disguise. She still hadn’t seen Sam and was wondering where he was just like she was sure everyone was looking for her. She decided at the last minute that she would come even though she wasn’t sure she wanted to be there. She knew he’d be there. She knew he’d have his girlfriend with him. After their last split they became very busy and spent a lot of time just texting each other. She made plans to come see him until Blaine told her that Sam was seriously seeing someone. There was no way that they weren’t serious if he’d been seeing the same girl for that long. And here she was still single and watching everyone from glee in a relationship. It was high school all over again. She felt her phone buzz and looked at it and noticed it was from Sam.

“Auditorium Now!” she chuckled and shook her head. He was still as rude as she remembered. She stood up and took a deep breath and wondered how she was going to pass by everyone without them stopping her. She looked up and noticed she couldn’t see everyone that she knew anymore. She walked slowly looking around occasionally smiling at others there till she reached the hallway. At the end near the auditorium she saw it was dim but heard voices so she continued wondering if this were a secret glee meeting for them only. She was really hoping she’d have alone time with Sam to talk. She sighed and allowed her heels to make their way towards the light. Then she heard singing and knew it was a glee meeting.

La La La La La La

La La La La La La…each step it got louder and she finally saw Mason and Jane holding a candle and smiling at her as they sang near them were the other new members from glee. Mercedes smiled unsure of what was going on then she passed by Artie and Kitty she hugged them and continued to walk wondering what was happening. The Next group had Ryder, Unique, Marley and Jake and they continued singing as she asked them what was going on. Sugar and Rory smiled at her and gave her a hug as she looked over at Joe, Santana and Brittany.

“What’s all this?”

La La La La La La

La La La La La La

They ignored her as well. Tina was in tears but managed to stop in time to hug her until Mike held her away. Mercedes turned noticing everyone was following her into the auditorium. Kurt and Blaine smiled and continued to sing along as they hugged her. She saw Quinn with Puck and couldn’t stop the tears that was falling from her eyes. At that point she was waiting to see Sam and she was dreading that he would have his girlfriend with him. Instead the next couple was Will and Emma as they took her hand and brought her into the auditorium. On the stage stood Rachel and Jesse, which made her even more confused. “What is going on?” she questioned until Will and Emma left her side singing as well. Mercedes looked up at Rachel and smiled waiting for her to start singing as usual but instead she heard his voice and tried to figure out where he was till Rachel turned and smiled at him. He came out with the guitar in hand strumming as everyone continued to sing. Rachel and Jesse went down and took Mercedes hand guiding her to the stage before rejoining the rest of the glee cast down stage.

“Last time you were here you said that someday we’ll be together.  I see no reason why that someday couldn’t be today.” Sam smiled as he continued to play the guitar. “Guess this means you’re sorry…You’re standing at my door…Guess this means you take back all you said before…” He smiled at how she kept looking around at everyone and then back at him as he sang. “Like how much you wanted anyone but me…said you’d never come back…but here you are again…” he smiled and nodded causing her to shake her head as everyone from the glee club sang.

Cause we belong together now, yeah

Forever united here somehow, yeah

You got a piece of me

And honestly

My life would suck without you

“Maybe I was stupid…for telling you goodbye…Maybe I was wrong for trying to pick a fight…I know that I’ve got issues…”he shrugged then pointed his guitar her way. “But you’re pretty messed up too…Either way I found out I’m nothing without you…” he placed the guitar down as everyone sang and walked up and stood in front of her holding her hand. Mercedes knew they weren’t the only ones in the room as she could hear them singing but right at that moment Sam was all she saw.

Cause we belong together now, yeah

Forever united here somehow, yeah

You got a piece of me

And honestly

My life would suck without you! They all slowly walked out of the auditorium humming the rest of the tune until they were completely gone.

“Cause we belong together now, yeah!” he sang slower than the original version of the song. “Forever united…here…somehow…” he reached up and wiped away a tear. “You’ve got a piece of me…and honestly…” he paused and took a deep breath before speaking. “Mercedes Jones, we have been playing this game for far too long…this thing that we have… started right here at McKinley but we’ve taken it with us everywhere we went. I gave you my heart a long time ago and I can’t live another day with it being away from me. I thought this whole thing up a few minutes ago when I saw you sitting there it hit me…our first prom…that’s where it began…that’s when I gave you my heart…” he bent down slowly on one knee and smiled as she brought her hand up to her lips. “I don’t have a ring right now but I don’t want to lose you again, will you marry me?” she stood there in shock at everything that he was saying and just couldn’t believe her eyes. “I’m not saying it will be easy, okay? I’m just saying that we can make this work. Just say yes and I promise I’ll love you unconditionally.” He searched her eyes for an answer, nervously wondering if she’d say yes or run away. Her eyes were filled with tears as she looked around then back at him and smiled.

“Yes…Yes…Sam Evans…you are…” before she could finish he’d shot up and kissed her and then pulling away at the sound of their friends clapping.

“It’s about damn time, Trouty!” Santana shouted as everyone continued to clap and whistle. Mercedes smiled as everyone piled up on the stage to hug them.

Sam shook his head as he stared at Mercedes signing autographs in the back of the room. He was wondering how she slipped past them because even with the shades and huge hat that he’d only seen on TV, he recognized that smile. He knew there was no way in the world she would say yes to his proposal, he had no ring, no candles (that was their thing) and he refused to propose in the same way he told Mr. Shue to propose. He looked at her once more and sighed before walking out of the room.

Mercedes smiled as she signed autograph after autograph. She shook her head when she realized it was a dumb idea to come so late and assume no one would notice her. Finally she looked up and noticed the back of Sam’s head walking out of the room and felt her heart skip a beat. How was he capable of doing that even after being apart for so long?

“Excuse me you guys I have a few friends over there that I need to say hi to.” She stated as she pushed past them and made her way to where Sam had left. She didn’t make it far before she bumped into a pregnant Quinn and Puck talking to Jesse and Rachel.

“Mercedes!” Rachel and Quinn both shouted and wrapped her in a hug. She hugged them back. She really needed to catch up with Sam before he left but she also really did miss her girls.

“I thought you weren’t going to make it.”

“Changed my mind at the last minute…didn’t want to miss seeing you all.” Mercedes smiled and then set her eyes on Quinn’s tummy. “Is that baby number two?” she asked placing her hand on the belly and smiling at Puck and Quinn.

“Sure is and I think we will finally get that boy that Puck’s been begging for.” Quinn gushed.

“I love my baby girls but I have a little black book that I need to pass on to someone and it will be Cory Puckerman.” Puck responded then moved away as Quinn frowned at him.

“Wouldn’t those lady’s be old enough to be his grandma, Puck?” Rachel asked. Puck looked at her as if she was asking something crazy.

“What’s your point?”

“Dude, that’s disgusting, even for you.” Jesse added.

“Well I am sure Quinn is not letting Puck influence the baby in the wrong way.” Mercedes added looking to see if she could find a way to escape.

“I agree with Mercedes here, Quinn was always the level headed one out of us all and I am sure she will do well and I am looking forward to calling her for parental advice.” Rachel smiled as she rubbed her non-existent belly. Mercedes smiled not wanting to ask anything that will have Rachel talking more.

“Well, um, if you all will excuse me I left something in my car. I will be right back once I get it.” Mercedes lied and past by them as they continued talking about children. She was almost to the door when Blaine spotted her as Kurt was explaining how babies were born to Brittany. “Oh hey Blaine!” Mercedes said forcing a smile on her face as she embraced him.

“Oh my god, I almost didn’t recognize you!” he gushed.

“Mercedes!” Kurt exclaimed wrapping his arms around her. “You have been the woman of the night, you know. We have all been looking for you.”

“When he says we, he means Sam, when he says looking, he means hounding.” Santana interjected as she wrapped her arms around Mercedes. “I don’t know what you did to that man but years later and he is still trying to tap that ass.”

“If you do let him make sure you use a rubber band because he can get you pregnant, right Kurt?” Brittany asked smiling after hugging Mercedes. Kurt looked over at her as if he wanted to correct her but decided to let it go. “Nailed it! I am so ready to be a mom now!” she exclaimed looking over at Santana.

“Um…okay…so do you all know where he is exactly?” she asked looking around as if she didn’t see him leave.

“I think he was looking for you.” Blaine added. “I can send him a text, if you would like?” she thought about it for a minute then decided it would be better if he received it from her.

“No thanks I think I know where he is…be right back.” She smiled and made her way out the door finally only to bump into Mike, Tina and Artie talking in the hallway. “Oh my gosh Tina…Mike…Artie!” she smiled as she hugged her old friends.

“Mercedes, it’s so good to see you! You just missed Sam, he was looking for you.” Tina stated as she hugged her. She smiled but remained neutral as she hugged Mike and Artie as well.

“It’s really good seeing you and everybody, I am actually working on a TV show pilot that I want to launch but I need to talk to everyone about it because it will be about our lives. Mike has agreed to be the choreographer and I have Tina working as the Glee teacher for the show. I will be in touch with you about more if you want in.” Artie explained as Mike and Tina smiled and nodded.

“We’ll have our people call your people, right?” Mike laughed. “But honestly, the show wouldn’t be right without you.” He added touching her arm and smiling.

“I will think about it…but I will be right back I have to use the little girl’s room.” She lied again. She walked away once again hoping no one else would pull her away. At this moment, Sam was the only thing on her mind. Honestly, he’d been on her mind long before but life got in the way and then of course she heard he was seeing someone and didn’t want to interfere anymore. Who was she kidding? She knew that no matter who she dated and who he dated, they would always come back to each other. She didn’t want to play that game anymore and she knew she had to let him know this. She walked into the auditorium and noticed him sitting on the stage. He must have been deep in thought because he jumped when she started to sing.

“All along it was a fever…” she sang causing him to look up and allow a smile to creep on his face. She smiled and took steps closer to him. “A cold sweat, hot headed believer…” she smiled when he stood up. “I threw my hands in the air I said show me something…He said, if you dare come a little closer.” She stepped closer to him as she continued to sing.

“Round and around and around and around we go…Oh now tell me, now tell me, now tell me now you know…Not really sure how to feel about it…Something in the way you move…Makes me feel like I can’t live without you…It takes me all the way…” she finally made her way to the stairs near the stage when he took her by the hand and lead her to the stage. “I want you to stay.”

 “It’s not much of a life you’re living.” He sang causing her to smile reminiscing on the last time they had a duet on that very stage. “It’s not just something you take, it’s given…” he grabbed a guitar and began to play and sing…”Round and around, and around, and around we go…Oh now tell me, now tell me, now tell me, now you know…Not really sure how to feel about it…Something in the way you move…Makes me feel like I can’t live without you…It takes me all the way…” he paused and looked her way exhaling before singing. “I want you to stay…”

 “Oh the reason I hold on…Oh ‘cause I need this hole gone…” they sang together staring into each other’s eyes. “Funny you’re the broken one but I’m the only one who needed saving…'Cause when you never see the light, it’s hard to know which one of us is caving…”

 “Not really sure how to feel about it…Something in the way you move…” Mercedes sang as Sam walked around her.

 “Makes me feel like I can’t live without you…It takes me all the way…” he sang with her before placing the guitar down.

“I want you to stay, stay…” he sang holding on to her hands.

“I want you to stay, ohhhhhhhhhhhhh!” she sang the last note so softly he wasn’t sure when he had his lips on hers. She wrapped her arms around his neck deepening the kiss as he cradled her face with his hands. “I missed you so much, Sam.” She whispered softly as she placed her forehead on his. “I don’t want to do this anymore…this thing that we do.” She looked into his eyes. “I know we live far and you love Lima but we can make this work…we can…” she rambled and he stopped her by kissing her again.

“I love you.”

“I love you too, Sam.” She leaned up to kiss him again when someone barged into the auditorium and suddenly more people started coming in.

“I found them…they were in the auditorium…making out…..again.” Artie shouted behind him as all the glee members came in.

“Seriously you two, have you thought about just getting a room or just getting married like the rest of us.” Santana added as they all fell in.

“Santana…one thing at a time.” Mercedes sighed pulling away from Sam a bit and rolling her eyes at her friends for ruining their moment.

“Mercedes, is right Santana…plus with Quinn and I being pregnant, I am sure she is not trying to plan a wedding that might be eclipsed by our sudden deliveries.” Rachel added hooking her arm to her husbands.

“Mercedes, if you and my bro finally get married I am sure no one from the glee club would miss it for the world. I don’t care if Quinn delivers the baby at the reception.” Puck added.

“We’d be there!” they all agreed ignoring how upset it was making Rachel.

“Well, I guess you all don’t need to be in the delivery room but I can confirm you will cancel your honeymoon till after the baby gets home right?” Rachel asked.

“Sam and I are not getting married….”

“Yet…” he cut her off pulling her closer to him.

“Yet…”she added with a smile looking over at him. “We are just finally getting back together and figuring out what’s what but…”

“You all barged in and interrupted us.”

“Awww look they are finishing each other’s sentences already!” Tina exclaimed cupping her face. Mercedes shook her head and leaned into Sam.

“Anyways, we all came to discuss my new TV show called Glee that I will be filming soon…” Artie continued to explain as Mercedes and Sam spoke on the side of their plans. Brittany came over and pulled a rubber band from her purse and handed it over to Sam.

“Thank me later!” and then she walked away. Sam looked at the rubber band then at Mercedes.

“Don’t ask, babe, don’t ask!”


Alright yall this how I see the finale playing in my head. Where we know exactly what the glee kids are doing with their lives and with Artie making a show out of it…and my samcedes babies getting back together. Yes I know I didn’t make them get married but they were definitely heading there lol 

I am hoping that tumblr doesn’t screw me over and post this before samcedes week as I have planned.

jojolu samcedes85 mrsbubblelee sunichii think you 4 are the ones that wanted the finale I could be wrong…sue me lol

So Here's What You Missed On Glee: Faberry Edition


Rachel: Finnnnn
Finn: Quinn. Quinn. Quinn. Rachel?
Quinn: *gets drunk, sleeps with Puck because he tells her she’s pretty*
Pregnancy Test: Yes.

Finn: Yay, I’m gonna be a dad! Let’s name her Drizzle.
Quinn: Um… yes. Yes Finn.
Rachel: *sings sad songs*
Rachel: *almost dates Puck*

Quinn: *still disowned by parents, still social pariah, now kicked out of Finn’s house too*
Quinn: for fuck’s sake, rachel.

Quinn: *gives baby to Rachel’s birthmother* Don’t take this personally, Rachel, she’s a stable adult with a good home and she wants her.

Quinn: *cuts hair short, dyes it pink, hangs out with grungy lesbians*
Rachel: QUINN there you are. Join the Glee Club again.
Quinn: No.
Rachel: Please? I need you.
Quinn: *joins Glee Club again*

Finn: Marry me Rachel we are stable adults at only 17.
Rachel: K.
Quinn: *looks sad*
Rachel: I’d really like it if we could be friends.
Quinn: *looks happy*
Rachel: Be my maid of honor.
Quinn: For fuck’s sake, Rachel.

Rachel: Quinn I think the hideous car accident you were in on the way to my wedding was a sign that I shouldn’t get married.
Quinn: Yes probably.
Finn: But I love you Rachel and also you’re better than me and going to leave me behind.
Rachel: No, Finn. Well, yes, Finn.
Rachel: But also I love you and you should come to New York with me.
Finn: *joins the army*

Quinn: I got into Yale.
Rachel: Aw, but that’s so far away from New York where I am which is the center of the universe cause of me.
Quinn: Look, I bought us train passes so that we can visit each other whenever.
Train: *never happens*

Mr Schue: I’m getting married! Finn, you’re only 19 but you’re my best friend be my best man!
Finn: That’s flattering and not at all weird Mr Schue OK I’ll do it.
Santana: Nice wedding.
Quinn: Yep.
Santana: Wanna dance?
Quinn: Wanna fuck?


Fic: [Song of Magic] Klaine Advent Day 22: “Vow”

Summary: Blaine doesn’t know a lot about NYADA, except that his roommate insists it’s a school for magic.

A/N: I can’t believe we’re almost at the end. I’ll miss writing parts of this every day. Thanks to everyone who’s been reading along so far! <3

Previous chapters: anniversary | Broadway | competition | day | escape | fan | guidehope | indecent | jumble | kink | legend | moon | number | ocean | passion | question | regret | shift | time | underneath

The next day, Blaine feels strong enough to get up again. He’s still a bit wobbly on his legs, but with Kurt’s arm around his waist he makes it all the way downstairs, wearing a fresh pair of Kurt’s pants and a sweater that’s a bit too big for him, but that just makes it all the more comfortable.

Everyone is downstairs – Burt of course, and Carole, who has been checking in on him regularly when she wasn’t at work. Finn is there, Kurt’s brother – Blaine hasn’t seen that much of him yet, but he likes him. And then there are both Rachel’s dads, Rachel, Mercedes, Elliott, Tina, Mike, Brittany, Artie and Quinn. And Sam, of course, sitting on the arm of the Hummel’s couch and looking nervous until he spots Blaine stumbling his way through the door at Kurt’s side.

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Clear the Air

Author’s Note: Canon compliant through the first half of season six of Glee. Ignores Jesse St. James and the five year time jump.

By request from long ago. Sorry it’s taken so long.

“I would like to propose a toast to our dear Ms. Berry’s triumphant return to the Broadway stage,” Kurt announces, raising his Manhattan into the air over their tiny, crowded table in the corner of Call Backs.

“Off-Broadway,” Rachel automatically corrects, but she can’t keep the smile from her lips as she lifts her own glass. She feels good—better than she has in a very long time—with the rush of a perfect performance still buzzing in her veins, making her blood sing with excitement.

“Don’t fuck it up this time,” Santana adds, clinking her tequila against the rim of Rachel’s wine glass.

Rachel’s smile slips slightly at the blunt reminder of her first unfortunate foray into show-business, but then Brittany elbows her wife’s side in silent chastisement and tells Rachel to, “Fuck your hot costar instead,” immediately lightening the mood and drawing laughter from everyone. Well—almost everyone. Quinn’s lips are curved into a frown, and Rachel’s not sure if she’s annoyed by Santana’s initial comment, unamused by Brittany’s crude suggestion, or slightly disgusted because Rachel current costar happens to be a woman. Or maybe she’s just not in the mood for jokes of a sexual nature after having ended her relationship with Noah once and for all.   

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