#thread:rachel

[animumxfractum]

“you wouldn’t like that shit.” to rachel, from gar

@unmiitigated || lu, h8u meme

She eyed the drink curiously, holding his fridge door open wider as she debated on whether or not to just put it back. “Why? What’s wrong with it?” 

[animumxfractum]

"So why do you follow him anyway?" - Jason Todd to Raven

“He saved me,” she told Jason softly, pointedly keeping her eyes away from the nearest window where the evil within kept reminding her that Dick would leave her first chance he got.

[kurtizelizabethummel-blog]

Dinner For Two // Kurt & Rachel

TAGGING → Kurt Hummel & Rachel Berry 

TIMEFRAME → May 27th, Evening.   

LOCATION → Berry/Anderson/Whomever else's apartment. 

NOTES → Kurt comes over for a long, overdue reconnection dinner.

KURT HUMMEL:

The day had been long, Isabelle still fuming because of the added work. It wasn't his fault, and she tried not to direct the anger towards him, but he could tell she was on edge and wasn't particularly fond of him at the moment. She'd reluctantly let him off early, her eyes rolling and a soft mumble under her breath, 'All this work and you want a night off'. He decided to ignore her, letting the shorter blond get over everything without him there to take her misplaced anger. He wrapped up as quick as he could, his eyes catching the time on his watch every so often to make sure he had enough time to get to the address Rachel provided earlier. 

Hailing a cab, Kurt climbed in quickly. He didn't usually spend the money, but he stayed as late as he could and walking was no longer an option. Giving the cabby the address, Kurt leaned back into the cracked leather seat, his long fingers picking at an imaginary piece of thread at the hem of his sweater. He hadn't seen the lively brunette in what seemed like forever. How would this turn out? Maybe they lost their connection because of all the time and the choices they made with their careers. He hoped she was the same girl he once hated to love. 

After a quick ride, and a couple minutes to spare, Kurt tossed the drive his money and climbed out, suddenly nervous. Smoothing his hands down over the front of his sweater once more, he made his way up to the apartment number he'd repeated over and over in his head on the way over. Sweat collected on his palms as he stood out in front of the door. He had a chance to take a step away and forget everything. Rachel wouldn't know any different, instead he steeled his expression and knocked softly on the door. Taking a step back, Kurt waited nervously for the door to open.  

[foryounomorecrying]

Drug Deal || Blaincheltana

[This wasn't quite how Santana envisioned spending her Sunday night, but after her Abuela had gone off to bed, it was quite easy to sneak out of the house. Admittedly, it'd been a while since she'd done anything this rebellious. Santana had to keep stifling chuckles, looking over at Rachel.]

Ready to go?

[foryounomorecrying]

Pezberry Thread

[Santana packed up her books and trudged upstairs. Her doing some work downstairs was a way to keep up appearances for when her mother came home, but also a way for Santana to get some time for herself to think.

She reached her bedroom door and tapped softly before letting herself in, locking the door behind her.]

Hey.

[foryounomorecrying]

Home Again || Pezberry

[Santana pulled up in front of Rachel's house and parked, getting out of the car and once again sending up a silent thanks that her dad's work schedule was as hectic as it was. Maybe she'd even be able to keep the car for the entire night.

She let herself into the house, locking the door behind her. Her gaze immediately swept the room until they fell on Rachel.]

Hey.

[foryounomorecrying]

[Santana paused briefly outside her parents' door, hearing nothing but silence. It'd been at least an hour since they'd retired to their room, but she had to make sure neither of them (especially her mother, who was both a light sleeper and irritable when woken) were awake.

She tread down the stairs, moving softly to the door. Tonight would be better, so much better than last night had been. Maybe it was a problem that both of them were dependent on each other for sleep, but Santana couldn't bring herself to care, not when Rachel was about a minute away from being in bed with her. She threw the door open, her smile widening.]

 Hey.

[foryounomorecrying]

Library Stacks || Pezberry

[Bathroom pass in hand, Santana sashayed her way into the library. It was Rachel's free period, which was, in Santana's mind, her tease-Rachel period. She ignored the look of confusion on the librarian's face as she walked in, and made her way to the fiction stacks, knowing that if Rachel saw her it'd be a matter of minutes before she followed.]