#extraordinberrily

[tojakewithlove]

אני מתנצלת שהייתי מרושעת כלפיך || Jakechel

Who - Jake Puckerman & Rachel Berry @extraordinberrily

Where - Choir Room

When - Late Afternoon

Summary - Jake figures maybe he might’ve been too harsh when dealing with Rachel Berry’s badgering.

Jake was a world class douchebag. He knew it, everyone around him knew it; that was just how things worked. Didn’t mean he didn’t feel bad about it. He might’ve been the biggest jerk at McKinley right after his half brother--and definitely not before that Karofsky joke, but Jake still had a heart. Not that he’d let anyone actually know that. Still, after spending way too long debating on whether or not he should, he found himself walking into the glee club rehearsal room and...totally freezing. He didn’t expect it to be full of losers, but he didn’t exactly expect it to be empty either. From what he’d heard, Rachel Berry lived in the walls of McKinley, HQ being the very room he was standing in. Originally, his plan had been to bump into her and have things flow naturally but now that he was alone, he really didn’t know what to do.

He adjusted the strap of his backpack a bit before walking over to the piano where a bunch of sheet music was strewn about. Scoffing at the title of one of the options before him, Jake wondered not for the first time if maybe he should join the glee club for real. If not for him, then to help the entire club out of their lame spiral. Scanning the empty room once more, Jake went back to the sheet music and sifted through it until he found a tune that wasn’t garbage on paper. Starting to hum along to it, he sang a few bars under his breath.

Some things we don't talk about Rather do without And just hold a smile Falling in and out of love Ashamed and proud of Together all the while 

[ohsoplainjane]

text 📩 janechel

JANE: First and foremost, I would like to formally apologize for my behavior.

JANE: While discussing with Tina, I realized that maybe I took my method acting a bit too far. Nothing should get in the way of me being a good feminist--even a role in a musical.

JANE: Congratulations on getting Regina, by the way.

JANE: And as proof of my truce, I won't be joining glee club just to spite you.

[ohsoplainjane]

Apex Predator || Janechel F2F

When Jane had arrived to the party, she was clearly out of place. If there were spotlights, the one on her would be labeled ‘she doesn’t even go here.’ That simple fact was enough to take away all of her previously built up courage that came from her outfit and turn her back into the somewhat meek wannabe she’d been since the beginning. As her arms wrapped around her exposed midriff, she almost laughed at how ridiculous she was. How could she ever think to pull of Regina if she couldn’t even show off her figure?

No matter how much she wanted to leave, Jane knew she couldn’t. She knew that if she did, not only would it embarrass herself, but also Bree and there was nothing in this world that Jane could be promised that would make her want to get on her cousin’s bad side. Except maybe front row Janelle Monae tickets. 

Attempting to show off her borrowed outfit, Jane was only able to take two steps before a football flew at her. She threw her arms up and stepped back out of the way, bumping into someone. With the pigskin threat no longer a concern--at least for right now, Jane turned to apologize when her words died in her throat. Standing directly in front of her was none other than Rachel Berry. The last time they’d been in the same vicinity was during a tutoring session and their last conversation was something she found herself highly embarrassed about as it was less than friendly and truthfully one of her lowest points in a conversation yet. However much time had passed and however remorseful she currently felt, she was still a little upset about the words they’d thrown at each other. Taking a deep breath and putting a civil enough smile, Jane nodded in greeting. “Rachel.”

[tojakewithlove]

extraordinberrily said: I am mortified.

Okay, I’ll bite. Why are you mortified?