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[parchmateshp]

F2F #2 🥀🌧️

Sod off, Malfoy. If you’re looking for a spot to brood, this room is already at its max.

[bensxsolo]

002 || could have been over

The Resistance had been spotted, their ships seen on Pasaana. It was a fairly harmless world, one that usually was off the radar of the First Order, but the sightings could not be ignored. On top of that, word of the Jedi had spread, sights of her. It was enough for Ren to board the ship to the world, ignoring Hux’s suggestion to just blow up the world and call it a day.

In recent times, Kylo had found himself busy with his own missions, leaving side battles for others to handle. However, he needed to see her, to see Rey. What he would do when he finally spotted her... well... he would figure that out when he saw her. 

Kylo tried to stay calm and patient the whole way to Pasaana, but as they neared, his whole body tensed. 

The moment Troopers stepped off the ship, it was a war zone, one that Kylo ignored, his sights on Rey. He reached out the best he could, searching for her signature, for the bond to help. 

[wordsfailblaine]

Like We Never Left || [Blainchel]

Tagged: Blaine Anderson & Rachel Berry @broadwayberryforever

Location: Berry / Fabray residence 

Timeframe: July, 10th, 2019 - approx 2pm

General Notes: Rachel and Blaine decide to catch up after months without a proper conversation.

TW: N/A

In the back of his mind, Blaine knew that it was a strange decision to meet up with Rachel after not speaking for so long. He didn’t mean for it to turn out that way, to just drop those he had known for years, but it just happened. They hurt, those he had left behind, and if he were smarter, he would have accepted the true reason behind that pain. Thankfully for him and Rachel, the pain had numbed away and accepting the invitation was not such a battle. At least he had his recent rendezvous under his belt; if anything, they were like practice for a potentially awkward encounter for the two old friends. Who would have ever guessed that the once outgoing Blaine Anderson would have needed practice to talk to people he already knew. ‘God, you’re pathetic.’ He shook his head at himself and tugged nervously at the black, button-up he had thrown on. The clothes might have been familiar to him and those who knew him, but they fit so differently, shifting around his smaller frame. 

He walked up the short steps of the vaguely familiar door and took a deep breath. He hoped that he wouldn’t have to fumble around their lunch-date. He rapped on the door and held back the urge to text Rachel and tell her that he was sick last minute. He’d seen Mean Girls enough times, he knew exactly what not to do if he wanted to seem believable. Thankfully, he wasn’t that much of a coward and held his ground instead, waiting for the door to open before him. 

[actuallyberry]

F2F  🦁 WILDEBERRY

Rachel: finds it hard to walk off the subway, looking back at Jesse, and with a final wave she turns away to walk towards her destination. She makes it to 'Employees Only' and with a smile she shows off her ID, giving the bouncer a look as he looks over it carefully. "It's real." She snaps, thankful when he hands it back and she slips it back into her clutch and walking inside. Like she had been instructed she looks around the speak easy themed rooms, looking for the prettiest blonde in the room. She would be lying if she didn't say Kitty was pretty. She's beautiful really. When she spots her Rachel walks over and grins widely. "Hey. I made it. I hope you haven't been waiting long? Have you looked over the drink menu. They have some fancy drinks I hear." She walks to the bar and picks one up for herself to eye over.

[peculiarberry]

F2F / Wendy + Rachel

Rachel feels like she is walking on clouds beneath her feet, despite feeling a bit off from the combination of alcohol, and adderal, and the one hit of Sav’s vape pen she took as she made her way back into the party. 

After kissing Blaine for the second time in less than 24 hours and planning to go out for dinner, Rachel decided she needed to head back to her dorm room and get some rest, or at least some water, and a snack. 

As she walked through the hall she spots Wendy and it makes her blush a little considering what just happened between her and her brother. “Hi Wendy. Did you have fun at the party last night?”

[cheeriomarleyr]

Oops → F2F

Marley had to admit, being surrounded by a group of people at all times had its benefits. There was always someone with lip balm or mascara for casual between class touch ups; she was always hearing about the latest gossip so she wouldn't be out of the loop when it came to what parties they would hit on the weekend and if she ever forgot her pen in class, there would always be a fellow cheerio near by just dying to lend her one of theirs. Sure, it was weird to have the freshman getting her coffee from the Lima Bean on occasion, but that was Quinn's doing, not hers. Plus, her schedule was exhausting and the java most definitely helped. However, as she stood at her locker listing to Quinn drone on and on about routines and celibacy club, she wanted nothing more than to excuse herself and find a quiet corner of the school to escape the nagging. Instead, she zoned out - nodding and saying 'yeah, obviously' on occasion to make it seem like she was invested. 

Absentmindedly gazing over Quinn's shoulder out of boredom, a familiar face caught her eye and before she knew it, she found a smirk forming on her lips. Jake Puckerman, standing out like a sore thumb among all the letterman jackets in the crowded hallway, was in her line of sight and if she was being honest with herself, before the weekend - she probably wouldn't have noticed. However, the party had definitely peaked her interest in him. When her eyes met his, she was automatically taken back to a blur of tangled sheets, playful banter and one broken lamp that she promised to replace. All the touching and teasing had halted since then, but it certainly wasn't 'out of sight out of mind' to her. 

"Marley... Earth to Marls..." she heard Quinn, as forceful fingers snapped her back into reality. The blonde was clearly annoyed she was being ignored and even though Marley didn't have the energy to keep up with her banter, she hadn't meant to offend the girl.  Breaking eye contact with the boy across the hall, she was caught off guard by her classmates scowl. "Yeah, I'll be there" Marley answered quickly, unsure as to what she was even agreeing to.

[san-pez]

I TAKE IT BLACK → PEZBERRY

Her afternoon was going marvelously. Not only had she run in to a few guys on campus who needed some of her supplies, the demand at the dorm halls had been higher than the previous week. Everyone seemed to know her face, which made sense since she’d been dealing around the university for a few years by now. One of the guys had invited her inside for some videogames and a drag from his bong, another had offered her a slice of pizza while they shared a spliff, and one of the girls had practically pulled her inside for a quickie Santana hadn’t been able to pass on. Yes, her life was good when everyone was cramping over midterms.

Sex always made her crave a couple of things – food, nicotine, and Red bull. Her cigarette had been lit the second she’d walked out of the dorm building, the smirk on her face probably revealing what she’d been busy doing while she waltzed down the pavement, her free hand showed into the debts of her pocket. Since she’d stuffed herself with, well whatever her name was, less than a few minutes ago, she was craving the pick-me-up more than anything else. Her eyes scanned the campus as she spotted the coffee shop, and she changed direction within a second. Caffeine would be just what she needed.

The smell of coffee grains was one of Santana’s favorite. Even when she’d been a child, she’d adored it, and as she’d become older with a healthy appetite for staying awake, it had become her personal drug – among others. Placing her order, she scanned through her phone while she waited. A few missed call and a dozen of texts. Apparently she was more needed than she’d imagined and she checked through the messages with a grin. Clearly, she’d be making another round of delivery after her caffeine-fix. Pocketing her phone, she grabbed the cup in front of her before letting her eyes roam the shop. When they caught sight of a familiar face, a smirk crept upon her face.

Santana had made her way to Rachel’s table without hesitation. The smaller brunette was obviously busy with whatever she was doing on her laptop, but did she really care about being called an intruder? The answer was no. “You know it’s rude to leave a girl hanging when she hasn’t even gotten your number, right?” Her words were playful as she slumped down in the chair opposite Rachel. Placing her backpack between her legs, she leaned back in the seat as she took a sip from her cup. “So, did your man bleed to death, or did he just need to borrow a tampon?”

[finnhudsonx]

A BIT TOO MUCH → FINCHEL

Finn knew that he was running late. He had known ever since he got in the shower a few minutes ago. His alarm hadn’t gone off, and he and Luke had rushed up. Of course his little boy could have gotten a few more minutes of shut-eye, but he knew that sitter would be over soon, and he didn’t want Rachel to have to deal with a groggy Luke. The boy was in his spiderman onesie and currently sitting with his legs crossed on the couch, a bowl of cereal in his lap, while watching cartoons. Finn had told him to sit still while he would take his shower, and the boy seemed to easily agree.

What he didn’t realize though, was how on point and time his sitter was. He didn’t hear the sound of the doorbell, too busy washing out the soap he’d gotten in his eyes. Neither did he hear the sound of the smaller footsteps approaching the front door, and opening it up slowly because of the weight. Luke had been smiling widely once he saw Rachel, already having taken a liking to the girl, though instantly turned on his heel to run back and watch his cartoons as soon as the girl was inside.

If he had known she was going to stand right in the middle of the hallway, he would have put some clothes on. Fact was, though, that Finn was running down the stairs in nothing but a towel, water droplets still falling off of his skin, and he stopped in his steps when he realized who was waiting at the bottom. “..Hi.” He smiled awkwardly, making sure one of his hands was holding on to the towel just to avoid the situation escalating to a whole different level of awkward. “My alarm went off too late, I just gotta get dressed.”

It didn’t take him long to finally find his clothes, it all laying around clean in the dryer. Boxers, jeans, socks, and he stepped out of the room while he put on the black t-shirt, not wanting for Rachel to wait for too long, either. “Hi.. Again.” He smiled, running a hand through his still damp hair. “I’m sorry about that. Help yourself to whatever you want in the kitchen. I should be back around threeish, or so I would think. That sounds good?”