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damn-it-dom-hummel:

Bitch, I had to talk to a dude with fake glasses to get that tea for you. Now you’re just dumping it from whence it came?

You know, I just really thought my paper needed some color. And some smeared ink.

#{ dominik hummel: dash }#{ dominik hummel: all }

theofficialrachelbcrry:

Knowing me, I would have encouraged your sleepiness, Quinn. You know how much I appreciate sleep these days, so I would apply the same to you.

You need sleep more than anything. Sleep, relaxation, rest, and everything that is synonymous to those words.

Which is wholly boring. Even if it is sweet.

I’d rather have something to show for all this time I’m just sitting around. I wasn’t made to be sedentary.

#{ rachel berry: all }#{ rachel berry: dash }

theofficialrachelbcrry:

Poor paper. What did it do in its previous life to deserve such mess upon its beauty?

Be near me while I was dozing off.

Maybe you should’ve been there to keep me company — and keep me awake.

#{ rachel berry: dash }#{ rachel berry: all }

blackbirdkurthummel:

Unfortunately I don’t think anything mixes with paper. Someone needs to fix that, honestly.

Paint? Pens?

I do all my editing on actual paper instead of my computer and now I regret it.

#{ kurt hummel: dash }#{ kurt hummel: all }

The most recent page of my screenplay now looks like it’s trying really hard to be a middle schooler’s art project. Tea and paper don’t mix.

#shgrstarter

mushi-and-junior

glee characters: Quinn Fabray

You can’t change your past, but you can let go and start your future.

#{ ! }

diannaagronn

#{ ! }

📲 ice queen

dylan: teach me. all that. every little thing you want me to know. i'll sit, and be quiet, and bring a fuckin note book. i'll remember. i'll show you i can take the responsibility

quinn: It's not something I can teach you in an hour. It's not simple either.

#{ dylan gilbert: all }#{ dylan gilbert: text }

📲 ice queen

dylan: then teach me.

quinn: Excuse me?

#{ dylan gilbert: all }#{ dylan gilbert: text }

📲 ice queen

dylan: course

dylan: q, i know you don't like me

dylan: i just wanted to say like

dylan: i just wanna tell you i know she's special. and i know that she's not just another girl. and i'm never gonna treat her like just another girl. and i'm okay with you not liking me. most people don't. but i just need you to know that i'm never, ever gonna hurt her.

dylan: and if you need me to keep my distance whenever you guys have family shit, then i will, and if she needs me and you need me to just stay in a corner or some shit, i will. i just wanna make her happy. and i know that's all you want too

[ 10 minutes pass ]

quinn: I want her more than happy. She's not happy when I don't give her ice cream. She's not happy when I tell her to try and sleep before 3am. She's not happy when I take her to the dentist or the doctor, or anything like that. I want her happy, Dylan. But I also want her safe. And I don't know if you understand the responsibility of that yet. You're young, and she's beautiful, and bright, but it's not going to always be happy go lucky and adorable. There's going to be nights when she can't breathe. There's going to be nights when you're going to have to put her on the phone with me because she doesn't believe where she is, or she just can't stop crying. There's going to be times where if you don't know down to the exact second what she's thinking of, or how she's hurting, she's going to break. Yes, she's more than just a girl. And she is more than just my world. I have spent almost 23 years of life trying to make sure that the world didn't break her.

quinn: So pardon me if I don't welcome someone I don't know into her world.

#tw mental illness #tw anxiety #{ dylan gilbert: all }#{ dylan gilbert: text }

📲 ice queen

dylan: oh, yeah, okay sorry

dylan: do you guys need anything? I won't stay

quinn: We're fine.

[ a few minutes later ]

quinn: Thank you, Dylan.

#{ dylan gilbert: all }#{ dylan gilbert: text }

📲 ice queen

dylan: hey, sorry to bother, but have you heard from stevs? she was supposed to meet up with me a couple hours ago

quinn: She's asleep. She had a hard night. She'll text you when she's awake.

#{ dylan gilbert: all }#{ dylan gilbert: text }

reborngracekelly

there's no remedy for memory x fabrays

reborngracekelly

alienfabray:

Stevie couldn’t help the small flinch as Quinn’s fingers brushed her hair away, eyes still trying to focus. She knew that her older twin was the least likely person ever to hurt her, but old habits died hard.

As she tried to catch her breath, she clung to Quinn, curling up against her with trembling hands. The closeness and soothing touches effectively calmed the shorter girl, feeling her heart getting in sync with her sister’s.

Nodding against Quinn’s shoulder, Stevie sighed shakily. “Uh huh… sorry.” She sniffled, not even trying to move from her sister’s embrace. “I was trying not to think about stuff earlier but when I fell asleep, the memory knights let their guard down and some of the prisoners escaped…”

Quinn pressed down the feelings of hurt from seeing Stefanie like this, each and every twitch, and stutter pulling something up from her chest, making it impossible to breathe, like Stevie’s happiness was a requirement for air the circulate. Her arms tightened around the other blonde, pressing soft kisses against her hair, movements careful and rhythmic, as to not startle her.

“Don’t be sorry baby.” Quinn cooed gently, her hand resting against the curve of Stevie’s head, brushing through soft blonde strands. “I know, sweetheart. But everything’s okay now, yeah? Just me, and you. And lots, and lots of cookies.” Quinn feigned a smile, knowing that Stevie’s sweetness, her warmth, was the only thing that kept Quinn from spiraling. Was the break between Quinn and what made a Fabray, a Fabray. And she found herself, especially lately, so terrified of losing it.

“It’s never going to go back to that. Okay?” She paused, swallowing as she leaned to press a lingering kiss to her baby sister’s cheek. “I won’t let it.”

#{ stevie fabray: all }#{ stevie fabray: f2f }#f2f: remedy

ffrankienstein:

Yeah, you’re probably right. Never been good at this stuff. I can help with that. Maybe something from ‘Where the Wild Things Are’?

Yes you have. It’s just — it’ll be an adjustment, for everyone.

I think she’d love that.

#{ francine fabray: all }#{ francine fabray: dash }

ffrankienstein:

Hey, no worries, Q.

I know it’s not going to happen straight away, but I’d like to do the big sister stuff again. Let me take care of things, I owe you that at least. I can beat people up if you have a problem with them too, now I’m a street scamp. I gotta figure out how to make a clay dinosaur for Stevie anyway, that and find out what the hell Steven Universe is.

As sweet as that is, I think that would just make her remember — but she loves new stuffies, and I’ve been meaning to get her some new shoes, or a new bedspread.

#{ francine fabray: all }#{ francine fabray: dash }

ffrankienstein:

PRIVATE

Yeah, this city is great but it certainly knows it. I don’t want to sound like, well, you know… but if ever need help— you, or Stevie. Just let me know, okay? I got a job again and it’ll probably save me blowing it on weird, old junk for badly thought out projects. I know you can look after yourself but it isn’t always easy.

PRIVATE

I — thank you. Really.

And same with me. I have some money saved up. I’m not bringing in anything but a couple royalty checks and a little from my last paychecks. I know rent is good to not have to pay for but there’s still a lot.

#{ francine fabray: all }#{ francine fabray: dash }

ffrankienstein:

PRIVATE

Lost my job. Ended up on the street, kind of got into some stupid shit. How’d you find yourself here?

PRIVATE

We just — left. I had money saved up from some commercials and CSI episodes, and got us here. And then, didn’t realize how much money it would take once we were here. I was working a couple jobs when Adam approached me at a diner.

#{ francine fabray: all }#{ francine fabray: dash }

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