So I ended up in a Pentatonix youtube spiral that lead to me deciding to watch s3 of The Sing Off. Watching reality TV competitions after the fact, especially when you knows who wins is weird, but something I kind of love? A and I entered a Ru Paul’s Drag Race Spiral last week as Netflix has the first few seasons.
Anyway, got to the second episode, which aired 3 years and a few days ago, first one with Pentatonix and they are SUCH TINY BABIES WOW. Also this show is really great and clever and yay acapella!
Okay. First off, many thanks to sassyblaien for the conversation that sparked this one. Episode filler / “missing moments” fic is my kryptonite. And “I Do” is still one of the greatest things that’s ever happened, so.
Here, have 3900 words of mostly unbeta’d “I Do” filler.
Warnings: a bit of possessive sex, a hell of a lot of marking, and my fixation with writing past events out of order
PS: Remember how the last bit of fic I posted was my first? Well… look everyone, it’s baby’s first smut! This is probably really questionable, yaaaay!
Kurt tipped his head under the shower stream, eyes clenched tight, and let the hot water beat into his scalp for a few minutes. Yesterday had been surprising, to say the least, though Kurt didn’t know why he had expected anything less from a New Directions wedding. Even if he’d thought Miss Pillsbury being the bride would lend some sort of order to the proceedings.
No, the real surprise, Kurt thought, lathering up his loofah, had been how quickly he’d fallen into Blaine, how his poker face, so solid at Christmas, had cracked as soon as Blaine, all suited up, smiled at him so hopefully from the driver’s seat of his car. With only a gear shift between them, it was too close to be on the receiving end of that smile again — hopeful, devoted as ever, but nervous, a new member of Blaine’s “Kurt” smiles since Christmas Eve — and not be affected. So Kurt leaned over and pressed his lips to Blaine’s because he wanted to.
This fic is so great! I love the out of order storytelling, and the visceral way everything is described. It balances humour and seriousness, sex and sweetness in a great way.
All the roles I’ve ever gotten, they’ve been wonderful, but so many have been down-trotting. [Whoopi Goldberg begins to lowly snicker in agreement because she’s had similar roles]. They’ve been women who are pretty much asexual. They haven’t been realized. They have careers but no names. So all of a sudden I was given the opportunity to play someone sexy, mysterious, someone complicated. It was a chance to use my craft, a chance to transform, a chance to surprise myself and the public. And I took it.
I know so many actors in their careers—in the 70s, 80s—fantastic actresses of color who have never been given the opportunity. I’m just so thankful it came to me at this point in my life. [Rosie Perez chimes in that Viola is intelligent, fierce, and sexy in the show].
Listen, I see myself as those things, but I have very rarely seen people who are a physical manifestation of me on the screen. When I was younger it was people like Cicely Tyson and Diahann Carroll who made me believe that I could do it. Then somewhere along the line they disappeared…
I’m glad that Shonda Rhimes saw me. She SAW me. She took me in when I interviewed with Oprah and I said, ‘No one’s ever going to cast me in a sexy role’ and Shonda looked at that interview and said, ‘Well, why not?’ I’m glad she said, ‘Why not?’ I think that’s what makes her a visionary, that’s why she’s special, that’s what makes her iconic.
[Whoopi Goldberg goes back the part of ‘she saw me’ and uses it as a segue to bring up the NY Times article that called Shonda Rhimes ‘an angry black woman’ and referred to Viola Davis as being ‘less classically beautiful than typical tv stars.’]
Beauty is subjective. I’ve heard that statement my entire life that being a dark skinned, black woman. [Whoopi Goldberg mmm hmms in agreement.] You hear it from the time you come out of the womb. Classically not beautiful is a fancy term of saying ugly, and denouncing you, erasing you. Now it worked when I was younger. It no longer works for me now.
It’s like Ruby Dee said, she wanted that hard to get beauty that comes from within—strength courage, and dignity. So many black women came out after that article and used the hashtag to show their face and step into who they are because they’re teaching a culture how to treat them and how to see them.
Really at the end of the day, you define you.