Hit me with the worst you got.

I'm not afraid to be called a LOSER, 'cause I can accept that's what I am. Glee + other fandoms multi-muse Multi-verse | Multi-fandom 21+ RP Blog penned by: jaffia | they/them

[loserlikewe]

DOCS: guidelines & muse list (please read the guidelines before sending plots/memes) FANDOM: fox’s GLEE (2009 - 2015), multi-fandom MUN: jaffia, 28. they/them TIMEZONE: HST CONTACT: IMs/ask open, discord available by request (mutuals only, selective) 

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[loserlikewe]

the holidays have been BUSY, but i hope to be on later tonight and get to replies!

[caphollander]

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" But he's already dropped his stick, prepared for whatever Hunter has to say to him, which is just something that goads him further, and he is fully aware of himself, what he's doing, that they're both skating towards each other angrily, and he drops his gloves first, throws a punch that Hunter dodges but before either can react again, they're pulled apart, and just yelling at each other. It isn't until they get back to the bench that he gets himself out of the grip of his teammates and just storms down the tunnel, back to the locker room, and everyone gives him a wide berth - no one heard what Hunter had said to his chirping in the first place, and it seems like asking their pissed off Captain wasn't smart. They'd be right. Shane's still pissed.

Everything else he does is mechanical, and for the first time in his career, he refuses to do the media part - let someone else talk, because he has no idea what to say. They won the game, and then he fucked up. He shoves everything into his bag after probably the fastest shower he's ever taken, and leaves, knowing he's going to get shit for it the next day.

It isn't even until he gets home, sitting on his couch, that he bothers looking at his phone, expecting something from his mom probably, about images and brand deals, and there is a text and a missed call, but it's late - he'll call her back tomorrow. And he's still angry. Which is only heightened by the texts from "Lily". The fuck does Rozanov want?

He shouldn't reply, should go to the news page on his phone and see whatever was said about the fight, or lack there of. They mostly just yelled at each other, but he doesn't want to do that. Fuck it.

[ text ] -> Lily : Fuck off, that was not my first fight. [ text ] -> Lily : Why were you even watching the game? [ text ] -> Lily : It was after the game. No one was going to let us actually fight.

[loserlikewe]

ilya's focus is glued to the screen, the camera watching hollander and hunter skate off to opposite sides of the rink. the commentators are taking the affair to construe it in a way that will have all of the media talking. there's something burning inside him - wanting to be the only one behind the cause of hollander's frustration.

as soon as the broadcast concludes, he shuts his tv and checks his phone to see if he received a message back. none yet. ilya gets up and goes to change into a matching pair of adidas wear before exercising in his home gym. with a pair of earbuds in, he starts off on the treadmill with a slow jog. it isn't until a while later that he feels a buzz from his phone.

pulling it out, he continues to run as he reads the texts from shane. a smirk falls on his lips, hollander's annoyance radiating from his texts.

[ text ] -> jane : i watch all hockey. entertainment. [ text ] -> jane : fight was far from entertaining. [ text ] -> jane : what did old man say to you to make you angry?

[andbreathe]

❛  not every person, just the homophobic ones. ❜ he can't tell puck why his so angry about what the football team did to kurt. 'im questioning my own sexuality and kurt was brave enough to be himself and deserved to do so.' he could imagine how well that particularly talk would go with PUCKERMAN of all people. He hadn't even told Mike. It was his secret and at this point he was sure he was keeping it till he left this school.

❛  I didn't mean for you to get punched, I can handle myself and plus, you got Evans now. His doin' alright from what I've heard. ❜ looking down for a moment.... he did wonder how he even managed to get onto the football team; he was hardly the right size. Adams towered over him, as did Karofsky, even Puck did. Size wasn't everything in football of course, but it was definitely something. ❛  Sorry. ❜

[loserlikewe]

the football field has become a warzone ever since karofsky practically made kurt transfer to a different school. now the glee club was down a member, and kurt became their opponent for regionals. he's pissed at karofsky, for sure, but he couldn't help but notice matt trying to fight at a lot of the bullies on the football team ever since he quit.

"yeah, well, hopefully i don't get sent back to juvie for trying to stop a fight. fuck's sake," he murmurs the latter under his breath, pulling the ice pack from his nose. "sam's cool, yeah." he wipes at his nose, checking to make sure the blood has stopped. "doesn't help how there's so little of us now that you're off the team. we need to stand together, dude. how else are we gonna stop these guys?"

[storiem-moved]

despite her jewish heratige, rachel cannot help her love for christmas. perhaps it's the theatricality of it all -- the songs, the shows, the decorations. ( plus, a secret santa sounded intriguing, considering rachel's never really gotten a present for anyone besides her dads. and noah, of course, but -- that was different. ) she's apprehensive about certain aspects, certainly -- the last time she threw a party in her basement, things ended up a little... wonky, for lack of a better term. and though rachel has no intention of drinking nearly as much as she had previously, the current cup in her hand is filled with what she likes to call liquid courage.

finn is currently chatting with her, talking about regionals in just a month or so. ( it's hard to escape shop talk with rachel berry. ) still, her eyes tell her to turn, and when she does, noah is already looking back. there's something that flutters in the pit of her stomach, but she pushes it down, ignores it as she dismisses herself from the conversation. slowly does she approach the group that's gathered by the bar, just next to the stage. her hands tap the side of her drink, blunt nails against red plastic, and her smile is a little shy when she stop in front of noah. ❛ when do you think we should begin the gift exchange? ❜ she starts, looking to her friends ( who are pleasantly buzzed, rather than totally trashed -- it seems like an opportune point in the evening. )

[loserlikewe]

the people that surround him are making conversation, talking about what they all think their parents got them for christmas and who will land under the mistletoe next. puck is tuned out, and soon he feels her presence approaching. he turns his head to find rachel, flashing her a gentle smile then instinctively wrapping an arm around her shoulder -- platonically, of course. he feels a pair of eyes shooting daggers into the back of his head, but easily ignores it.

"i think now's a good time as any," he responds, prompting the rest of the glee club to approach them. sam and brittany perk up, both of them eagerly begging to go first. a simple intimidating look from santana allowed brittany to take the lead. brittany started, revealing that she's finn's secret santa. puck removes his arm from rachel to go around the bar and make more drinks while everyone begins to go one after the other to reveal their secret santas. unfortunately, he was tina's secret santa instead of rachel's, but that didn't stop him from getting a gift for her too.

[holllanov]

shane & ilya + comforting each other

[loserlikewe]

@snnydcys liked for a starter

it isn't his first guest appearance on a show, but it's definitely his first appearance on a drama. beck's manager called him up, explaining how the whole cast of mackenzie falls seem to be big fans of rockstar beck greene. he's completely unaware of the show and it's plot, but he refused to let fans down. so he agreed to take the gig and did a quick research of his own, falling into a rabbit hole on all things mackenzie falls. in his honest opinion? not the best drama he's watched.

it's day one of filming, and beck's set to start filming in a couple of hours. he's taking the free time he has to tour around the studio lot, only to get lost along the way. he enters a warehouse, filled with different props. "hello?" he calls out, only to find no one. he wanders around, examining the different props. they look familiar to him, unaware that they're all from a comedy show he tends to watch after concerts to decompress.

[loserlikewe]

@storiem liked for a starter -> elliott witt.

shane  doesn't  know  how  he  allowed  himself  to  get  pulled  into  this.  his  hockey  team  won  tonight's  game  against  the  boston  raiders,  and  his  teammates  convinced  him  to  come  out  and  celebrate  the  win  with  everyone  at  the  club.  he  has  strayed  away  from  his  team,  overwhelmed  by  the  amount  of  bodies  and  loud  music  surrounding  him.  shane  approaches  the  bar,  raising  his  hand  to  call  on  the  bartender.  “hey!  uh-  do  you  have  any  ginger  ale?”

[loserlikewe]

@heatedhollander liked for a starter

ilya sits alone in his apartment, sprawled out on the couch as his eyes are set on the television. it was the montreal metros vs. the new york admirals, and the renowned scott hunter seemed to be missing. clearly whoever was in hunter's shoes was doing a fucking god awful job. as for hollander, ilya had no doubts he would be victorious.

he pulls his phone out, his gaze fixed on his messages to send a congratulatory text to "jane" until the sound of a horn captures his attention. his eyes widen, sitting up and leaning forward to make sure his vision isn't playing games with him. "holy shit." ilya isn't sure whether to be proud or jealous. shane hollander having a fight on the ice with scott fucking hunter. quickly, he unlocks his phone, nearly fumbling it out of his hands as he texts hollander.

[ text ] -> jane : you are absolute idiot [ text ] -> jane : that's your first fight, yes? [ text ] -> jane : even your fights are boring

[loserlikewe]

@storiem liked for a starter -> rachel berry.

christmas is nearing closer, and the glee club decided to have a little get together to celebrate amongst each other before spending the holidays with family. the club decided to do a secret santa, which they pulled names for a couple of weeks ago. puck encouraged rachel to throw the party in her basement, while her dads along with his mom and sister went out to dinner with a couple of people from their shul. he spent the day helping rachel decorate and, to get a laugh, he hung a mistletoe in the middle of the room.

finn was one of the first people to arrive, which puck took as his signal to move away from him and rachel. he takes a break every once in a while to work the bar, making a few drinks for their fellow peers (he may have broken into the liquor cabinet, but puck promised rachel he would replace the alcohol he borrows). he stands with mike, sam, quinn, santana, and brittany. every time he took a sip of his drink, he would look over to rachel conversing with finn. every time, santana would clear her throat. every time, puck would nudge her to shut the fuck up.

[loserlikewe]

@andbreathe liked for a starter -> matt rutherford.

another day, another fucking fight. puck has always found himself either starting them or joining in on one, but this time he was trying to end it - without violence. probation has him on a chokehold, and he wishes he could do more. in the midst of the fight, adams got a punch in, landing his nose. it happened just as a teacher came around the corner, catching all of them in the act.

now he sits outside of figgins's office holding an ice pack to his nose, matt sitting next to him. "what the fuck is up with you and fighting every damn near person on the football team? just 'cause you quit? do you have a death wish?"

[loserlikewe]

@storiem liked for a starter -> henley jones.

"hen." luca calls out to henley, trying to catch up to her. it all happened so quickly. he was down the hallway, talking with one of his boys, allen, when he caught a glance of a guy approaching henley and trying to talk her up. whatever allen was trying to tell him, it went in one ear and straight out of the other. luca threw his backpack down and marched up to them, his vision focused on whoever was talking to henley. luca took him by the collar of his shirt and shoved him against the wall of lockers, threatening him to leave henley alone and ignoring henley's calls of protest.

"henley!" catching up to her, he pulls her back by her hand. "look, i'm sorry. okay?"

[loserlikewe]

@krys4lis liked for a starter -> rachel berry.

finn should've been there - that much he knew. how is he supposed to protect his friends - this glee club - if he couldn't even protect kurt? kurt, who is about to become his step-bro. it's still wild to process. he could feel everyone's disappointment in him, and finn hated it. but he couldn't be in two places at once.

"--you're mad at me." the words leave his mouth just as soon as their peers cleared out from the choir room. they come out as a statement, knowing rachel had been trying to encourage him to talk to karofsky and have him back off from kurt.

[firstprinced]

something something symbolism?

[thunderousmemes]

SLOW–BURN SPARKS & QUIET HEARTFIRE

roleplay starters inspired by slow burn love — lingering glances, almost-touches, and feelings that simmer for months before finally spilling over

LONGING IN THE LITTLE MOMENTS

soft looks, subtle shifts, that ache of wanting more but not daring to reach

“Why do you always look away right when I catch your eyes?”

“You keep brushing my hand. Accidentally… right?”

“You don’t have to leave yet. Stay—just a few more minutes.”

“Why does being around you feel… different?”

“I notice the way you soften around me. Even when you try not to.”

ACCIDENTAL INTIMACY

hands brushing, falling asleep near each other, warmth passed back and forth

“You’re freezing—come here. It’s just body heat… nothing else.”

“You can lean on me if you’re tired. I wouldn't mind.”

“Hold still, you’ve got something in your hair—just let me…”

“Didn’t mean to fall asleep on you, but… I didn’t want to move.”

“I like it when you stand close. Even if you pretend you don’t notice.”

DENIAL THAT’S OBVIOUS TO EVERYONE ELSE

everyone sees it except the two falling in love

“Why does everyone keep asking if we’re together? We’re not… right?”

“No, I wasn’t staring. I was… observing. For reasons.”

“We’re just friends. Totally normal friends who… talk every night?”

“Why does it bother you when I flirt with other people?”

“We’re close. But not that close. Unless… you want to be?”

RISING TENSION, UNKEPT DISTANCE

the space between you shrinking, breath catching, lips almost touching

“You keep stepping closer. Are you doing that on purpose?”

“Tell me to back up. If you don’t, I won’t.”

“You can’t look at me like that and expect me to think straight.”

“If you touch me again, I’m not sure I’ll be able to stop myself.”

“We’re either about to kiss or make the world’s worst decision.”

LATE NIGHTS THAT LEAD TO CONFESSIONS

quiet rooms, tired voices, guards slipping

“I shouldn’t say this, but… I feel safer with you than anyone else.”

“You’re the first person I think about in the morning. And the last at night.”

“I don’t know when it happened, but you’ve become… important.”

“Why do I only tell you the things I’m scared to say out loud?”

“Stay up with me. I don’t want this feeling to fade yet.”

FEAR OF RUINING EVERYTHING

the hesitation, the trembling, the hope

“If I told you the truth… would it ruin us?”

“I’m scared of losing what we already have.”

“I care about you too much to risk it unless you feel the same.”

“Don’t lie—there’s something between us. You feel it too.”

“Tell me you don’t want me, and I’ll pretend none of this happened.”

FINALLY CROSSING THE LINE

the moment where holding back isn’t possible anymore

“Come here. I can’t pretend I don’t want you anymore.”

“I’ve been waiting for you to make the first move.”

“If we’re doing this… don’t pull away.”

“I’ve wanted to kiss you for months.”

“Tell me this isn’t just one moment. Tell me we’re choosing each other.”

[loserlikewe]

fresh starter call! gonna try to freshen things up. please specify which muse of mine you want (and for which muse of yours if you have a multi).

strongest muses: noah puckerman (glee), ilya rozanov (heated rivalry), shane hollander (heated rivalry), quinn fabray (glee), luca matthews (loving my brother's best friend)

[ilyasmole]

ilya + smiling because of shane (heated rivalry 1.01 & 1.02)

+bonus:

the moment that actually inspired this gifset but turned out to be more of a fond look than a smile but i can't NOT include it