glenn is the person who avoids the dentist for literal years for various reasons* only to find (to everyone’s consternation) that his teeth are in great condition, actually, and is insufferable about it for weeks.
morgan does everything right and still somehow manages to pop out a filling while flossing.
*glenn claims it’s to avoid mind control implants. everyone assumes he’s just scared of the dentist.**
**glenn lets people believe it’s the second one because the actual truth is something far more embarrassing.
I still believe this is one hundred percent true but also I one hundred percent believe everytime Morgan gets her twice-yearly cleaning her dentist looks her directly in the eye and goes, "Stop fucking gnawing on crab shell, I can tell by the wear pattern on your fucking teeth."
sorry I know A Lot happened plotwise this week but my brain is refusing to engage in anything New and plot related and is giving me shit like this, see below:
does Glenn think there’s a Destiel conspiracy going on
does Glenn still think there’s a secret good fourth sherlock episode
NEXT - the next line. meaning i will finish the sentence I'm on and write a new one, which you'll get.
[i chose a different fic from the previous ask. for variety.]
Glenn rolls his eyes. “It’s high-school, dawg, nobody’s happy in high-school except for psychopaths or the assholes on the football team. So psychopaths.”
LAST - the most recently written two sentences of my current project
[these are more than two sentences but since i haven't posted anything in a while you can have a whole paragraph:
"Hey, Nancy, Glenn here. Sooo you’ve probably figured out that the band thing isn’t going to work out. I still think you’re a great drummer, but to be honest I don’t know how I feel about you as a person. I let you into my home, and you basically went took a shit all over my goodwill. You disrespected me, but more than that, you disrespected my partner. From now on I think we should just be professional with each other. I don’t plan on telling anyone about this and I think you should do the same. Uhhhh… yeah. Anyway. Catch you later. …NOT literally. Do NOT seek me out! Okay, bye for real this time. Peace."
NEXT - the next line. meaning i will finish the sentence I'm on and write a new one, which you'll get.
the way I typed out this big long thing the one time i decided not to answer an ask in a different word document only for my BROWSER TO CRASH AND LOSE EVERYTHING LOL NO TALK ME I’M ANGY
1) Describe their first date.
A little chaotic lol. Morgan gets "paid" in expensive opera tickets for a job she did, and she figures since she can't sell them she might as well use them, so she invites Glenn, on the “condition” that she gets him weed, which she does, like a true gentlewoman. Like the way you buy flowers for your date.
Turns out the tickets are for Puccini’s Turandot, which is awkward because 1) it’s in that uncomfortable liminal space of “racist but seminal part of opera canon,” in the same way Madama Butterfly is (also a Puccini work. Funny, that) and 2) Glenn’s kind of high so when the part where the Prince and the titular Turandot sing a love duet to each other almost immediately after a character has been tortured and then kills herself out of love for the Prince (spoilers for a 100 year old opera ig) Glenn just goes, “HEY MAN WHAT THE FUCK,” which makes Morgan basically howl with laughter and the two are promptly kicked out.
Personally I would have just let them stay, the opera’s basically almost over by that point, but that’s just me. Anyway, Glenn’s feeling bad but Morgan’s just like, “It’s cool, dude, shit’s racist anyway.”
They go to a bar and get a little tipsy, tipsy enough for them to come up with the brilliant idea of breaking into the classroom where Morgan does her piano tutoring (I’m assuming there was some shit-talking regarding this while they were at the bar which lead to this brilliant idea). Morgan shows off her mad skillz, Glenn is suitably impressed, and they almost get caught by security while they’re fucking around, so they hide under the piano, where the heady combination of booze + weed + adrenaline + proximity + general feeling of “wow, Morgan’s so cool” = Glenn kissing Morgan.
They leave and head to Morgan’s apartment, where things very quickly escalate, but then very suddenly and very quickly de-escalate, and the night ends with them both sleeping together, in a very literal sense, with both of them deciding that they’ll deal with things when they wake up in the morning together.
So you know, all in all, a pretty good date.
39) When and how did they admit that they loved each other? If they haven’t yet, why?
I’ve thought up a lot of situations and a lot of scenarios for these two, but the one I’ve always had trouble on was this one! I don’t actually know if they have ever said the actual words out loud. Morgan is very taciturn and guarded so she would rather show her love through her actions rather than words. Glenn is emotionally constipated in general anyway, so he also tries to show his love through his actions, with slightly less success than Morgan, but he does try. I also think both of them grew up with parents who didn’t outright say the words “I love you” to them, so for both of them it’s really awkward hearing it, too.
I think for Morgan in particular, the closest she’s ever “said” it was during a trip to Disney World. It's their first trip together as a couple, Morgan's first time ever on any Disney property, and probably their last hurrah on the east coast before they head west to California, so naturally they're both feeling like they're young, dumb and full of you know.
It’s their second day there, Morgan’s still a little bit low-key drunk from doing the Drinking Around the World challenge the night before, Glenn is basically dead on his feet from trying to do the same, so she parks Glenn on a bench so she can get them both water (and a dole whip for Glenn), and it’s taking a weirdly long time for Morgan to come back so he goes to look for her only to find her basically unleashing a no-holds-barred beat down on a face character.
He spirits her away to their motel room before she gets arrested, or worse, banned from Disney, where he patches her up and cleans her injuries (all cosmetic, thankfully) because neither of them have health insurance and want to risk going to the emergency room, and Morgan tells Glenn, (again, still kind of drunk and also wired from the adrenaline and the pain of her injuries and also from having to see a shitty person from her past in a place that’s supposed to be happy and fun) that he’s, “the only mother-fucker who can handle me,” which, as far as Just Morgan Things go, is basically a love confession anyway.
Anyway, that's why I draw Morgan with a slightly fucked up right earlobe.
21) Do they enjoy domestic life?
I had this whole long answer about how they both want kids (and Morgan wants a house, eventually) but they also both want to keep their jobs but with the type of career they have (Glenn’s is obvious, Morgan is principle dancer on tour in her prime) makes it really hard to be domestic and stay at home all the time, and even when one (or both) of them is at home base, neither want to do the stay-at-home spouse thing, but since they’re committed to staying together, they work it out, but not without their fair share of arguments and compromises, but seeing as how it all got deleted, I will just say, “not at first, but they manage and eventually they do grow to appreciate it,” and link you to this ship meme I did a long time ago to keep track of my own shit of cute couple-y domestic things they do.
15) What songs remind you of their relationship?
You just wanna know my Glenn/Morgan playlist ;p Well it’s a work in progress so maybe later.
I originally listed only 2 songs, but this time I will list 3, you’re welcome.
Blues for Klook – Eddy Louiss
The figure skating fans will know what this piece is. No lyrics, just mood, and what a mood it is. Dark, brooding and very sensual. I don’t often portray Glenn and Morgan like this, but I do think people see them as pretty sexy, individually and also definitely together in a moody, “mad, bad, and dangerous to know,” sort of way.
The Day Before You Came – ABBA
It's funny, but I had no sense of living without aim
The day before you came
Probably my favorite ABBA song, despite the melancholic, wistful feel if you take the lyrics at face value it’s about a person recalling their previous dull and monotonous life before the titular ‘you’ comes along and changes things. This is also a song that is apparently subject to much more sinister interpretations, such as the ‘you” being dead or even a murder. Glenn would appreciate the conspiracy theory-ness of it all.
Marauders – Thao and the Get Down Stay Down
I got that poison
Carve it on out
Barely served me then
And it only hurts me now
My darlin’
Your patience
Rain it on me
I know daughters of marauders are just so hard to please
Of course I have a Thao song for the occasion. Sometimes you bring baggage into the relationship and the kindest thing you can do it ask your partner to help you bear it.
Honorable mentions include: Nature Boy (Nat King Cole), You and I (Lady Gaga), The Ugly and the Beautiful (The Real Tuesday Weld), Venus in Furs (Velvet Underground)
This May I want to get back into writing. I’m not at all consistent. I’m at a point where I don’t feel like I can work on bigger things, because I can’t guarantee myself to keep working on it in a week from now. So I will take this month as a training month to get back into the habit of writing. I will do this by writing (or trying to write) 200 words every day. Topic is irrelevant. How great my writing is that day is irrelevant. Just 200 words written down. A habit taking 21 days to form was debunked, it does take a lot longer, but 31 days are a start I would say. These are already 140 words, so 200 words every day are hopefully manageable. You're more than welcome to join me if you like 😊
glenn is the person who avoids the dentist for literal years for various reasons* only to find (to everyone’s consternation) that his teeth are in great condition, actually, and is insufferable about it for weeks.
morgan does everything right and still somehow manages to pop out a filling while flossing.
*glenn claims it’s to avoid mind control implants. everyone assumes he’s just scared of the dentist.**
**glenn lets people believe it’s the second one because the actual truth is something far more embarrassing.
Everyone’s carnival game proficiency, in order of best couple to worst couple:
Carol and Mercedes: just cleaning house left and right, they’re carrying out the whole carnival by the end of the night
Ron and Samantha: Samantha’s not great honestly, gets an A for effort, but Ron is shockingly good and the reason why the Stamplers are so high on the list
Glenn and Morgan: About equal, they each win a few for the other. Morgan is better and wins Glenn the big ones but Glenn is more likely to buy overpriced carnival food for Morgan that she says is much too expensive but secretly really really wants.
Henry and Mercedes: Henry’s okay, he wins one or two small ones for Mercedes.
[excited tone] Okay, what’s going on with the adult store AU? So Morgan owns the store and is mom/aunt to Nick (who is how old in this?) and Glenn is the accused mid-life crisis. If Morgan is aunt to Nick, how did she end up taking him in? How did Glenn and Morgan meet? I noticed Glenn doesn’t have the rose hand tats, so he isn’t a Christmas cover band musician? What does he do?
So the adult store AU came into existence bc I’m always making up new AUs, some I’ve talked about here, some I’ve talked about privately and some I kept to myself, and was actually doing some brainstorming for one of my WIPs involving some of them, and I wanted to involve one where 1) Morgan and Glenn meet when they’re “older” i.e. their “canon” ages, (whatever that age may be), and 2) they’re relatively normal people, i.e. no mercenaries with lost memories, no bodyguards, no evil princes with advisors who are the real power behind the throne, no fame—just two people living their life. Domestic AU basically lol, but not something like a tattoo shop/florist AU or something more common, I was going to do a bar AU but I work part time at a toy store and doing data entry and ecommerce surrounded by boxes of products while looking up other products online does things to your brain ig
Since everyone is their canon age, Nick is around 12-14. Glenn is in his mid to late 30s, and I have Morgan in her mid-40s which, when you’re their ages, is not actually a big age difference but when you’re a tween/teenager who doesn’t really see his mom date long-term and you only know this guy (from her recollection) as the weirdo she saw on the Brooklyn Bridge at 230am, high out of his mind and screaming at the garbage barge, you’re going to be kind of wary and weirded out by the whole situation, but your mom is a reasonable and practical person; surely she won’t keep this current boy toy around for longer than a few days, right?
Nick is pretty conflicted about Glenn, he’s not full-on Terry Junior levels of hate but Nick’s definitely weirded out by how immature and try hard Glenn seems to be, especially when Nick is so used to how Morgan acts, serious and reserved, doesn’t try to be cool and doesn’t care. OTOH, Glenn is totally in favor of Nick’s plan of taping Morgan’s favorite cleaver onto the Roomba and posting the carnage on TikTok, so yeah, definitely conflicted.
Gonna copy this directly from the private server I’m in:
Morgan is a single mom but instead of something sensible like “Morgan had a one-night stand and got pregnant with Nick,” I went with “Morgan’s brother knocked up his girlfriend and since they were both starving grad students at the time and Morgan was an established independent middle class adult (who is, most importantly, not their parents) kid brother asked her to bail him out and it snowballed into either a guardianship or outright adoption.
So that’s how that works, Nick is actually Morgan’s quarter-life crisis lmao. I think I went with the brother because I’ve mentioned him in one or two fics and never followed up on him.
So for my main canon AU/musicverse, I was putting together a list of jobs/careers that the two of them have had in the past, or would have if they didn’t do what they were doing now (this will be relevant). Morgan’s was a huge long list, on account of all the rough young adulthood (and also bc I ended up including the AUs also), and Glenn’s was very short because I can only ever see him as a musician. I did, however come up with sound/audio engineering for his dad once he was old enough to help/wasn’t cute enough to help Bill land chicks any more, and he tutors young kids in guitar when he’s not on tour with his band, though he’s not particularly great at it. All this to say, this is what Glenn does instead of being a full time musician, plus some freelance stage hand work and also, yes, DJing, but he never stops thinking of being a performer and he plays music in his spare time, so he’s actually quite busy most of the time.
Morgan owns the toy store because she seems like the type of person who could own a business and not have it go under, plus everyone needs sex toys once in a while right? I did briefly consider Glenn being the business owner, but I went with Morgan because…
They meet because Glenn comes in every single week at the stupidest hours ever with the intention of trying to talk to Morgan but every time, he either chickens out or it’s one of her employees so every single week he ends up buying one or two new products at random, because he figures it’s less weird to buy a sex toy every week (he has a “reputation” to maintain, after all! A reputation with whom? Well, that’s anyone’s guess) than to leave empty handed, even if ninety-eight percent of the time, the damn thing just ends up unopened and unused in his closet.
There is absolutely no rhyme or reason to what he buys, will just plop down banana flavored lube and a scented candle and a stroker on the counter one week and a double-ended dildo, three of those pina colada flavored cock shaped lollipops, and a clit stimulator the next, so the employees have a game of trying to upsell and unload the weirdest shit they possibly can on him.
There is a disembodied male torso AND a disembodied ass and vag in Glenn’s closet. It freaks him the fuck out every time he sees either of them. He doesn’t know how much more of this he—or his wallet—can take.
He’ll eat the dick shaped lollipops though.
Also regarding his rose tattoos, Glenn is ride or die for Morgan, and though tattooing your significant other’s name on yourself is tempting, it’s considered bad luck, so what’s the next best thing? Tattooing something that reminds you of them. What’s beautiful but can hurt if you’re not careful, and also happens to be their favorite flower? 🌹🌹 So no rose tattoos if he’s not together with Morgan, but he probably has a whole bunch of other tattoos instead!
@odd-kid-42 I still regularly think about Glenn buying rope and saying it's for hanging up his plants and when Morgan asks what sort of plants he panics and says weed
Based on some rumblings I heard, I ended up quickly throwing together a fun little WIP bingo sheet! I'll admit I largely wrote the prompts for writing, but I think a good number of them should also apply to art!
Ultimately, the goal is to have fun, and finish whatever WIPs you can (without burning yourself out or having a bad time). If you needed a sign to pick up that project you've been putting off, the time is now!
3x4 Bingo square titled "Finish your fucking fics february"
the top three across left to right read "Update your oldest WIP", "Finish a WIP that's been buried deep in your drafts", and "Finish a WIP that you haven't posted yet"
the second row reads "Finish a recent WIP", "Finish a WIP you're scared of" and "Finish a WIP that's been haunting you"
the third row reads "Update a partially posted WIP", "Finish any WIP/Free Space", and "Finish the next WIP in a series you've been avoiding"
the last row reads "Update your newest WIP", "Finish a WIP that's been ignored for at least 6 months", and "Finish the next chapter for a fic you've been meaning to for months"
Summary: The Glenn Close Trio fan club is sharing conspiracy theories again. In other words, it's a normal day on the internet. A social media fic.
Characters: Glenn Close, Morgan Freeman, and a smattering of original characters
Warnings: Some minor aphobia (happy ace awareness week I guess)? Parasocial relationships?
A/N: I started writing this very silly social media fic in May ...............of 2020. I've been holding off on posting it because I generally like writing the majority of a fic before posting, but this section feels "complete" enough to post as a standalone.
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Alright gang, it’s that time of the week again. I know a lot of us have thrown this one around casually in the community, and there are believers and naysayers on all sides, so I figured it was high time to actual get all the facts straight in one post, so:
Glenn F. Close. Is he fucking married or what?
link to Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51120280
see negronis are fun bc u look at it and ur like, "aww what a pretty color, and it's got an orange slice in it, I bet it's going to be nice and sweet and fruity :) " and then u actually take a sip and ur like, "uhhhhhhhhhh wtf"
and midori sours? well, jack and cokes are nice and sweet and the jack gives it a nice kick and all but sometimes you just want to have some candy in liquid form and that's okay u and your busted tastebuds are valid
Thank you for the prompt @electricxmayhem!! Gave me an excuse to polish this up a little! (❁´◡`❁)
50) I’m scared but won’t admit it so you take my hand
Morgan doesn’t like heights. Nothing so severe that she considered it debilitating. She can handle certain things with little difficulty. High rise buildings (enclosed) are fine. Fire escapes (stationary) are fine. Airplanes… exist.
(Heights are the least of anyone’s worries on a plane anyway, but point that out and suddenly everyone else loses their damn mind.)
Ferris wheels are decidedly not fine. Especially rickety, old creaking things that look like a stiff wind will blow it off its spokes. The exposed cabin things on this one definitely don’t help.
But when your son points at the big rusty spinny wheel and says that he wants to go on it, well…
“Ah, sorry, Nick! The cars only hold two people at a time. Looks like it’s just you and your má for this!”
Your husband volunteers you to go on it. Traitor.
“It’ll be fine, babe—how long can a ride last, anyway?” Glenn rubs the small of her back comfortingly. “And it’ll take your mind off your parents. And, you know. Everything else,” Glenn adds quietly.
“Oh, shut up and hold this,” Morgan had said grumpily, shoving her cane into Glenn’s arms for safekeeping before climbing into the passenger car to sit next to Nick.
Still, Morgan has to admit, as the cabin slowly but steadily rises into the air, watching Nick’s eager face light up in unabashed joy and wonder as he takes in the glowing lights of the city that her parents and her grandparents and the rest of her family grew up in—a city she herself had not thought she’d see again—it’s not so bad. In fact, it’s kind of—
“Fuck!” Morgan swears, loudly, as the Ferris wheel lurches to a stop in an incredibly unpleasant way.
Well, Glenn was right about it taking her mind off her parents.
Morgan closes her eyes and leans back in the car, causing it to sway to and fro in an unsettling manner. “Fuck.” Morgan says again, quieter but with the same amount of feeling.
Next to her, Nick makes a discontent sound. “This is higher than I thought it’d be. And way more unsteady.”
“You think so?” Morgan asks, surprised at how casual her voice sounds.
“Uh-huh. It’s kind of freaking me out a little.” Nick adds, slipping his hand into hers as if to emphasize his statement.
Just like that, the dread fades and her body relaxes. “Do you want to sit closer to me, con?”
“Yeah,” Nick says almost immediately, scooting closer as he does so, and Morgan smiles. She squeezes Nick’s hand one more time before slinging her arm around his shoulders.
The ride lurches again as it begins to descend, and it’s not nearly as startling as before, but Morgan still holds Nick tight as he rests his head on her shoulder.
“So did it work?” Glenn asks casually at the end of the night as they pile on the back of Morgan’s cousin’s motorcycle.
“Shut up,” Morgan says again, planting a kiss on his cheek before sticking the key into the ignition, the engine roaring to life. “Put your damn helmet on, both of you. Let’s go home.”
monday: do you struggle with the ‘boring’ parts of writing?
I write slice-of-life domestic fluff, most of my writing IS the boring stuff 😘 To answer a little more seriously, if we're talking about things like editing and research, yeah I struggle with that immensely! I have trouble cutting things down if I've written too much filler, because I never know if anything I write will become relevant later (spoiler alert, the answer is "usually never") and I find research frustrating at times, oftentimes it's trying to figure out incredibly specific details and not a broad strokes thing that can be easily answered with the top Google result.
friday: most self-indulgent fic you have ever posted?
I was going to say it was the one where Morgan puts Glenn in a rope harness under his clothing and just lets him go about his way in public but I honestly don't feel very much about this one at all except "Yeah, that probably happened."
I think the one I feel is actually completely self-indulgent that I have posted so far is probably My Heart Over Yours, Your Heart Over Mine because of how personal it ended up. I initially wanted to write something for Asian American Pacific Islander Heritage Month back in May, just something silly and fun about Glenn and Morgan being in love, two Asian people being in love and the cultural stuff about being Asian diaspora, but it ended up ballooning into something bigger.
These past two years have been, to put it bluntly, real bad. Obviously I didn't pull completely from real life-I am not mixed like (how I headcanon) Glenn and my parents aren't fiends like Morgan's, but a lot of things in it are based on similar things I or people I know have experienced. This monster ended up being less a fun romp into a simpler and sunnier time in Glenn's life (and not just because Morgan is still alive in musicverse) and more an ode to being Asian-American, the good parts and the bad.
saturday: what gets you excited whilst writing?
Thinking about the cool thing I want to write! It takes me a long time to actually get to the writing bit, because I want to write the exciting parts first. I still need to remind myself that nobody is stopping me from doing exactly that except my own sense of IDK propriety or some shit like that. So once I finally knuckle down and start writing, I do the parts I really want to do first and the feeling of accomplishment of doing the thing helps me fill in the boring parts. It helps that slice-of-life is very forgiving in that regard!
Me, always forgetting that I wrote Morgan as a professional dancer in Everyday Words Seem To Turn Into Love Songs, not a musician: Yes, I can work with this
#see she wanted to be a musician as a kid but didnt become one bc sad trauma reasons #and only went the dance route bc spite is a good motivator #teal deer she becomes the cryptid of the performing arts world when she grows up #her death just cements it #was she a dancer? a singer? an actress? a magician? #DID SHE EVEN EXIST AT ALL??? #the answer is yes #glenn takes comfort in the fact that she managed to fuck with so many people without even trying
Best case scenario for me is Freddie and Anthony tell us about Morgan and she’s exactly what I imagined and I can continue to make up stupid shit like this.
Second best case scenario for me is Freddie and Anthony tell us literally nothing about Morgan and I can still continue to make up stupid shit like this.
