Just once I want some Glee cast member to tweet “Recorded a really mediocre song today and…honestly…I was just there for the check.”
"Thank god they asked me to cover this shit show because the original artist was in waaaaaaaay over her head. #NAILEDIT"
LOL well Kevin was kind of harsh towards Werewoles of London last year, wasn’t he? When he had us all thinking they were doing “Who Let The Dogs Out”. Which is wrong because Werewolves of London is an awesome song ;p
Summary: The Newbies start a band.
Thanks to adampascalfan for being my beta. I started writing this before summer school, and left it with only one paragraph yet. Meant to be a one shot.
It was a long and very depressing summer. Marley didn’t think it was possible for this summer, the summer when she was no longer alone and preparing to start a new school would be the saddest. But it was. Glee club was over. It was never coming back. Many for her friends were leaving. Sam and Blaine having left for New York two days after graduation. Kitty went off to cheer camp, leaving Marley, Unique, Jake and Ryder in Lima with nothing to do but mope.
"Child, we need to find something to do, because I refuse to go into my senior year feeling like this," Unique exclaims as they sat with their feet in Ryder’s pool.
"I just miss performing. There’s only so much singing in my room that I can do. It’s just hard. I miss the choir room."
"We could sing here. Ryder has this huge yard and his neighbors are never home," Unique suggests.
"That just sounds lame. Might as well just give it up it’s over," Jake says from the pool before doing an impressive underwater handstand.
"We could start a band," Ryder says before diving into the water and splashing Unique and Marley. When he comes up for air, Marley was staring at him, head cocked to the side in question.
"It was a joke," is all Ryder says before swimming over and shaking his wet hair all over Unique who tries to look annoyed but is mostly blushing at him.
It’s not brought up again for weeks, but it’s all Marley can think about. They’d get to perform together. Maybe they’d never get out of Ryder’s garage, but what if they did? They could play at Breadstix, they could play Bar Mitzvahs like Sam told them he did when he had his one man Beiber band. Marley could try out more of her edgier songs.
It sounded like the best idea, but she had no idea how to even get started. But she knew someone (who knew someone) who did. So she put in a call to New York.
*sobs forever at how perfect this fic is* I love this so much, every character is so spot on. I love having Marley as a POV character and seeing the way her mind works. So great! Also the Klaine cameo was hilariously pitch-perfect.
prompted by a lovely anon: some Klaine intergluteal sex with a dash of dirty talk thrown in. (~2k, NC-17). Written fast with no beta.
“Hey!” Blaine smiles up from where he’s buried in homework at Kurt’s table.
“Mm, hi yourself,” Kurt murmurs, bending low to kiss him softly, then once behind his ear.
“What’s gotten into you?” Blaine asks. Kurt’s fingers have traveled over the slope of his shoulders.
“You seem awfully tense.” Kurt starts to knead the muscles. There’s a playful lilt to his voice.
*flails and flops around* This is so goooooddd I cannot even. So good. I’ma go read it again, kay?
If anyone has a spare $700 they should totally buy me a couple of tickets to that GLAAD gala Alex is singing at btw. Just in case.