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@loserslushied
hi i love @loserslushied that’s all
not to be emotional on main but ummmm i love @wrblr @loserslushied @loserlikewe @ofberry y’all have made me feel so welcome and important here and it’s been the sweetest thing ever ily you guys.
What can I say? I got the girl.
choiroom:
eyes are soft as his dad speaks, and kurt shakes his head, smile shy as she chuckles. ❛ — i know, dad. it never hurts to hear it, though. ❜ a beat, shoulders knocking. ❛ how long are you in town for? ❜
" i will say it as many times as it takes. do you need me to say it again ? because i'll do it. " kurt was his pride and joy. the thing that got him through so much over the years. if he needed to hear how proud he was or how much he loved him a few million times a day ? so be it. " for as long as you want. " a beat passes. " so long as it's before next week. i have some big meeting i can't miss out on. "
wrblr:
he can’t help the way he begins to exhale soft laughter. ❛ if only that were possible. ❜ his demeanor begins to sober just a touch. ❛ but everything is going to change soon. ❜
a gentle smile is present as her hands find his, giving them a reassuring squeeze. " oh but it doesn't have to. it's how you deal with it that matters. change can be a beautiful thing, blaine. you just have to find the beauty in it. "
wrblr:
he stares at her for a moment, mouth hung slightly agape as his head tilts just so. though it isn’t long before he cracks a smile, before he begins to laugh. ❛ very funny, britt. ❜ he reaches out nudging her gently. ❛ you are kidding –– right? ❜
brittany tries to keep a straight, serious face for as long as she can. of course she's messing with him, she knows his name. they're best friends so how could she not ? " if it's not blaine warbler, what is it ? " she questions in response, the most confused expression crossing her features. but almost immediately after asking it, her lips deceive her as she finds it hard to keep them from curling into a smile.
wrblr:
[ SMS : SEB ! ] our second date, hm? [ SMS : SEB ! ] you seem so confident about the prospect, i don’t see how i could refuse such a tempting compromise. [ SMS : SEB ! ] i think you’ve got yourself a deal.
[ blaine anderson ] : well, i guess i just know what i want. [ blaine anderson ] : or in this case . . . who. [ blaine anderson ] : i was just kind of hoping maybe you felt the same way ? [ blaine anderson ] : i can’t wait.
wrblr:
his own head is clouded with the gentle buzz of alcohol, cheeks heated, no doubt flushed as hazel eyes gaze adoringly back at the other man. and though his words have his heart skipping a beat, they also have soft laughter pouring from between his lips. even in a drunken haze, he knows the offer isn’t genuine. knows this isn’t how either of them would want this to happen at any point.
but still, he leans forward, sebastian’s hand still held within his own, closing the distance between them as his free hand moves to cup the other’s cheek, lips pressing gently to the other man’s in something sweet, soft — lips tasting of alcohol, though blaine can’t seem to care. ❛ maybe someday. ❜ he says against the other’s lips, pulling back just enough so that hazel can meet blue, affectionate smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
@loserslushied // cont. from here !
though the current offer wasn’t anything more than drunken words said in a moment, it wasn’t entirely off from what he was feeling at all. it was something he had been thinking about for a while now. and something he wanted more than anything . . . with blaine. but that didn’t mean he was ready to ask. it didn’t mean he was ready to take things that far in their relationship, no matter how committed he was to the man in front of him. no matter how much he loves him.
sebastian doesn’t take any offense to the clear no ( for now ) that he’s given. there’s barely a reaction out of him because blaine’s lips meet his in a sweet kiss and it takes away his every thought in the moment. it only takes a few seconds after his boyfriend is pulling away for him to lean back in with another kiss. the smile meets his eyes as it’s his turn to pull away, nodding slowly. “ someday. ” he gives his hand a gentle squeeze, head tilting as he stares lovingly into blaine’s eyes. “ i don’t know about you, but i intend on being your husband. doesn’t matter how far away someday might be. ”
frnknteen:
he felt an immediate swell in his chest — one that threatened to open up his tear ducts. he worried about a lot of things, and he spent a lot of time and energy trying to make probably too many people happy. but no one else’s opinion mattered to him more than his mother’s. finn had started living to make her proud long ago, to be a man she could point at and say ‘that’s my son’ with nothing but joy. and while he’d always feel like he could do more, and while it had certainly taken him quite a long time to get here in the first place, finn felt proud of himself in a way he rarely did hearing his mother’s affirmation. “yeah, look at me — still the twelve-year-old kid with that awful haircut who just wanted to protect you and make you proud.” he was half-joking with her, smile crooked but gentle, eyes twinkling with a bit of light but his gaze was still undeniably warm. “that part hasn’t changed.”
carole would be lying if she said she hadn't noticed the way her son worked to make her proud. or the way he was so hard on himself in the times where he maybe didn't meet his own expectations to get him there. but what he failed to realize was that she was always proud of her little boy. even in the moments where he failed at something. because he never gave up and even when he did, he pushed himself to get back on the horse and worked at it until he succeeded. because she loved him unconditionally with her entire heart and soul. she just wished more than anything that he could see that even in the moments where she wasn't vocal about her pride in him. seeing his smile only made hers grow, hand reaching up to gently rest against his cheek. " oh, honey . . . i never needed you to protect me. that's my job. i'm the mom here. i'm your mom. " a beat passes as she searches his eyes, tears filled with love and pride threatening to fall. " and i have always been so proud of you. there's never been a moment in which i was anything less of it. i love you, honey. don't you ever forget that. " a gentle laugh escapes her. " i don't know . . . i loved that haircut. i thought you looked adorable. "
frnknteen:
“that bad, huh?” finn exhaled a short, mirthless chuckle in commiseration, leaning back in his chair with a sigh. “ … guess i haven’t been much better,” he conceded under his breath before looking back up to brittany, cracking a little smile. “but, uh … doesn’t happen with friends, right?” he shrugged, making an effort even if it maybe wouldn’t end up being entirely successful in cheering her up. “you wanna, like … i dunno, go bowling, or something? get your mind off it, maybe?”
there's a silent nod in response to his first question, pout clearly present on her features. she doesn't look up at him just yet, instead looks down at her hands as she messes with her nails. once perfectly taken care of now a mess due to her anxiety. " i think it can happen with friends. " comes the answer to the next, finally looking up at him with a slight tilt of her head. " if we let it. " there's a shrug to follow, " friendships are like a garden, finn. they're really beautiful if you love and care for it but once you forget to give it that love and attention it needs and deserves, it all wilts and falls apart. don’t forget to water your garden. " she pauses for a moment, thinking over her final answer. though she doesn't intend for it to come off as dramatic as it does. " do you think the bowling ball weighs as heavy as my heart does ? "
"It's not the first time." britt!
there's a quick glance at quinn as she adjusts a photo on her locker door. fingers grip her ponytail a moment later, tightening it with a final look in the small mirror. the cheerio grabs her binder before closing the locker, arms wrapping around it securely. " well . . . maybe it should be the last. i don't know about you but i'm really tired of guys thinking they have a right to us just because we're way hotter than they’ll ever be. ”
☆ . . . @qufabry.
❝ you’re not alone. ❞ to brittany
brittany hates the way santana's words sting. because this was coming from someone she loves the most in this world and they felt farthest from the truth. how could she believe she wasn't alone when everyone left her behind ? how could she sit here and accept that to be true ? " it feels a lot like being alone to me. " she admits, head hanging low so her girlfriend can't catch her gaze. " you and everyone else left me behind. i'm really happy everything is falling in to place for everyone, but i'm still here in lima. i'm alone. "
☆ . . . @lopeiz.
loserlikewe:
he frowns at the sight of her tears rolling down her cheeks. “hey, it’s okay. it’ll be okay,” sam assures her softly, repeating the words like a mantra. reaching over, he helps wipe away at a few tears with the pad of his thumb. when brittany confirms that she’s going to keep the baby, his gaze averts to her stomach. she has life growing inside of her, life that they created together. there’s a palpable sense of fear, but he can’t help but feel excited at the thought of becoming a father.
“you may not be asking, but i’m offering.” green eyes meet blue, familiar hues that he always found himself getting lost in. “i want to be there for both of you. and i know, like, women empowerment and everything and you could totally pull this off by yourself, but i want to help. i do. and i promise i’ll be, like, the coolest and most-loving dad ever. i’ll even take apart my lego death star set so i can rebuild it with this little booger one day.” it’s said lightheartedly with a goofy grin, hoping he could help ease her mind about the situation.
“i know you can do this by yourself, but you shouldn’t have to.” he wipes away at another tear before he cups her cheek, his thumb gently caressing her skin. “i care about you.” i still love you. “i want to do this with you.”
that's something brittany had never doubted about all of this from the moment she took the test and the moment she got it completely confirmed by her doctor. that sam evans would be the best dad. she's seen the way he was with his younger siblings. how he loved and cared for them. she’s seen the way he was with her own little sister. she's seen first hand in the years being his friend and the months they were together the kind of man he was. her faith in him was something that would never waver, even after going their separate ways.
" sam . . . i never had any doubt about your ability to be the best dad in the world. i always knew that one day you would make totally cute babies and you would pour your heart into loving and caring for them. no matter who that ended up being with. " but now one day was today and that was scaring her more than she'd care to admit. and maybe that was more than a little due to the fact that she finally felt she was starting to get her life together. only for this huge change to throw a curve ball in her plans. school was looking up since her transfer to nyu. life was finally starting to come together for the mckinley graduate. but as she's sitting there with sam, she's finally starting to realize that maybe while her life was coming together, this new addition to it could be her life's greatest part.
she leans into his touch, head turning so that her cheek presses against his hand. eyes close momentarily as more tears fall and when they open again, they meet his. " i care about you, too, sam . . . " the four words linger on the tip of her tongue, silently begging herself to be out in the open with her feelings. and she almost sets them free. but as she opens her mouth to say it, a single question takes its place. " are we really doing this ? "
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3/5 outfits ↪ brittany, “new york"
hey loves !! i’m watching some g.lee now to hopefully regain muse to do drafts but i was just ??? wondering ??? can you give this a like if you still are okay with me replying to our threads, even if it’s been a long while since my last reply? i’ve been getting anxious about that lately bc most of the things i owe are from like last month and i just want to make sure y’all are still into it. i would appreciate it v v much, thank you all. <3
i haven’t been feeling great both mental health and physical health wise so i’m sorry if i’m on the super slow side of things for a while. i promise i’m not ignoring anyone or any ic or ooc replies, i will get to them soon.