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Aug. 25th, 2012 03:37 pm
lachicalopez: (Glare [Annoyed])
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Oh my fucking GOD! The bitch is making me leave Lima! Screw this, I'm not fucking going to New York! She can go without me, I'm fucking staying here! Then I can do whatever the hell I like!

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Aug. 25th, 2012 03:29 pm
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Back on my feet and back in the recording studio this week! Cannot wait. Nothing is keeping this MF down.
justbeingaqueen: (Intent [Listen])
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Who: Kurt Hummel-Anderson and Santana Lopez
What: A face from the very old past
Where: Hummel-Anderson Home
When: Tuesday evening

Blaine was finally starting to get back on his feet a little, but it had been almost a week now that he had been feeling ill. It was the previous Wednesday night he went and had a series of small fits, starting with one at the dinner table where he nearly sliced a finger off it a steak knife. Kurt was relieved when he started to get a little more colour back in his cheeks and he could get up and about without feeling dizzy again. Which was why he loosened the Nazi Nurse string a little and let Blaine come downstairs to lie on the sofa next to Kurt whilst they watched re-runs of Once Upon a Time on TV and Kurt worked on some more designs.

He had inevitably dozed off with his head in Kurt's lap, though, and with them both being home alone right now when Ellie went over to Benny's place for dinner, Kurt set his sketch pad aside and gave into the cosy comfort of just being with his husband, sitting there stroking his fingers through Blaine's soft curls while he watched him sleep. But that was when there was a knock at the living room door and Kurt looked up to find one of his housekeeping staff there. "A Santana Lopez here to see you, sir. She says she is an old friend...?" Kurt heard the lingering question in the tone and he frowned in confusion and shock.

He nodded. "She is. You can show her in," he murmured. He had no idea if this would be brief or what the hell it was all about, so he stayed seated where he was for now. If it sounded like it would be something a little more epic, he would move to somewhere more conducive.

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Jul. 1st, 2012 11:02 am
[identity profile] christiehudson.livejournal.com
Seriously? Fucking CHICKEN POX?! [livejournal.com profile] twin1vince and [livejournal.com profile] twin2gabe, you two are so dead when I stop itching long enough to kill you!
[identity profile] meandmyrockstar.livejournal.com
Sweetheart, when did you have to leave out for that next photoshoot again? My parents want to come and visit, and they wanted me to give them a good timeframe, and I can't find your datebook.
[identity profile] couturejourno.livejournal.com
Hey, gorgeous... My flight boards in 45 minutes... I can't wait to see you. ♥ Are you okay? How's your week been?
[identity profile] warble-on-jeff.livejournal.com
Pretty sure the twins both have chickenpox, guys... Forewarning if yours come down with something.
[identity profile] alittletoolegal.livejournal.com
I just wanted to thank you again for seeing Benny today, Jez. I know squeezing him in set all your appointments back.

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Jun. 23rd, 2012 09:14 pm
[identity profile] finninator.livejournal.com
Is it summer yet? I'm so tired, I'm starting to feel like a grandpa.
[identity profile] meandmyrockstar.livejournal.com
Oh, FFS! I'd forgotten how three-year-olds get into literally EVERYTHING. Aislinn found my makeup today, and I've just spent the last two hours trying to clean it all up... On the upside, her daddy got some lovely photos that I'm quite sure will show up when she goes out on her first date.
[identity profile] justbeingaqueen.livejournal.com
Who: [livejournal.com profile] justbeingaqueen and [livejournal.com profile] have2justbeme
What: A face from the very old past
Where: Hummel-Anderson Home
When: Tuesday evening

Blaine was finally starting to get back on his feet a little, but it had been almost a week now that he had been feeling ill. It was the previous Wednesday night he went and had a series of small fits, starting with one at the dinner table where he nearly sliced a finger off it a steak knife. Kurt was relieved when he started to get a little more colour back in his cheeks and he could get up and about without feeling dizzy again. Which was why he loosened the Nazi Nurse string a little and let Blaine come downstairs to lie on the sofa next to Kurt whilst they watched re-runs of Once Upon a Time on TV and Kurt worked on some more designs.

He had inevitably dozed off with his head in Kurt's lap, though, and with them both being home alone right now when Ellie went over to Benny's place for dinner, Kurt set his sketch pad aside and gave into the cosy comfort of just being with his husband, sitting there stroking his fingers through Blaine's soft curls while he watched him sleep. But that was when there was a knock at the living room door and Kurt looked up to find one of his housekeeping staff there. "A Santana Lopez here to see you, sir. She says she is an old friend...?" Kurt heard the lingering question in the tone and he frowned in confusion and shock.

He nodded. "She is. You can show her in," he murmured. He had no idea if this would be brief or what the hell it was all about, so he stayed seated where he was for now. If it sounded like it would be something a little more epic, he would move to somewhere more conducive.

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Jun. 19th, 2012 03:36 pm
[identity profile] couturejourno.livejournal.com
There is nothing more incredible than coming home after a week of writing abroad to Kat. That sneaky bitch domesticated me before I even knew what was happening! ;) Can't wait to get home to her. ♥
[identity profile] nickthewarbler.livejournal.com
Who: [livejournal.com profile] nickthewarbler and [livejournal.com profile] warble_on_jeff
What: The crazy that his parenthood
Where: Hinton-Matheson Home
When: Father's Day night

With the end of year finals, exams, and marking, Nick had worked close to sixty hours that week. By the time Father's Day rolled by, he was absolutely exhausted. He had worked late into Friday night, all of Saturday and was woken at seven am flanked by two blond twins telling him he had to get up because they were going to Atlantic City for Father's Day... and by the way, surprise! Just when Nick thought he was going to have one day he didn't have to drive to Jersey, the boys went and tapped into Jeff's energy with Father's Day plans. Hell, summer couldn't come quick enough. But it had been a great day, and the four of them had a ball at the beach spending time together. It was well worth it, even if now, after the drive home, Nick was pretty sure he wouldn't be able to move ever again.

He was slumped down on one of the comfy recliner chairs, chin almost resting down on his chest and eyes only about half open as he watched his two sons across the room on the sofa together. Through a heavy-lidded blink with a coffee nursed on his chest he even forgot to drink, Nick saw the boys crashed out together. They were all supposed to watch The Goonies together, but just fifteen minutes in, Gabe's had lolled to the side and he fell asleep with his head on the arm rest. It was only a short while after that when Vince's eyes drooped and he was now asleep with his cheek squished against his brother's shoulder, snoring softly. Jeff was standing over then, tucking a blanket around them before he turned the volume down on the TV with the remote.

"Is this the part where we talk about Vince getting caught smoking, Gabe's detention, or the fact that our second born seems to be going through some sort of... thing?" Nick asked quietly. He hadn't had time to scratch himself that week, so discussing stuff like this had fallen by the wayside. As tired as he was, and feeling like he was about to pass out like both twins, he and Jeff really did need to make sure they were on the same page.
[identity profile] justbeingaqueen.livejournal.com
Who: [livejournal.com profile] justbeingaqueen and [livejournal.com profile] woman_or_a_girl
What: Just a little confession about something not so little
Where: Hummel-Anderson Home, Upper East Side
When: Monday morning

Quinn and Kurt had a standing appointment every second Monday. They never had the same thing planned for each time, but it was their time and had been for years since Kurt got better and accepted his fag hags back into their rightful place in his life. As it was, he even eventually agreed to be godfather to Mercedes son, Darius, and ever since marrying Blaine, family had been one of Kurt's biggest focuses in his life. His career and his family, but family always first, and that included his extended family. Quinn and 'Cedes had always been his fag hags, and they always ensured time for each other, no matter what. Even if they all had their hands full with work or kids, this time ever fell by the wayside.

Today, though, with Blaine not well, Kurt wanted to stay close to home. The kids were in their last week at school before the summer break, so the home was quiet and they had a lavish morning tea spread out in front of them courtesy of Kurt's old housekeeper, Mrs Martin, who was still going strong. Real English tea and freshly baked scones and cakes. Kurt came back after checking in on Blaine, who was awake upstairs, but still not feeling well enough to be up and about yet. He sat down and took her hand with a smile. "How have you been, darling? The brood not giving you any grey hairs?"

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Jun. 18th, 2012 02:34 am
[identity profile] ninjajunior.livejournal.com
Does anyone else have a sore throat? I have a sore throat.

One blow job joke, and I'll ninja yo' ass.
[identity profile] theundapperone.livejournal.com
Why do they always want to bounce off the walls the afternoon you really just want to take a nap?
[identity profile] gotstarpower.livejournal.com
Anyone else's offspring making them feel like they wanna turn to the bottle lately? How do y'all with more than one do it?
[identity profile] twin2gabe.livejournal.com
Who: [livejournal.com profile] warble_on_jeff and [livejournal.com profile] twin2gabe
What: The downside of being a twin
Where: Hinton-Matheson Home, NYC
When: Thursday afternoon, after Glee

When Vince made it home from school, he was in a bad mood. It was late, and he was annoyed, and it wasn't like him to be throwing his bag around roughly, slamming doors or stomping his feet up the polished boards of the family home... but he was. He didn't even go looking to see if anyone was home to greet them like he normally would, he just went into the living room, flopped on sofa and grabbed the remote to turn the TV on. He started to blindly channel surf, not even taking even notice of what was being shown on the screen or making any attempt to pick something.

He tossed the remote aside and grabbed a pillow to hug it, nose scrunching up a little. Vince had gone to get a burger with Darius and Brendan, but Gabe couldn't go, could he? He was too busy being stuck in detention after Glee for an hour and a half, and for something he didn't even do. Sometimes, he hated being such a pushover and being a kid really sucked. Instead of watching TV, he proceeded to just sit there and scowl at it. That would make the world feel better.
[identity profile] bennypuckerman.livejournal.com
Who: [livejournal.com profile] jewhawk and [livejournal.com profile] bennypuckerman
What: Attempted discipline
Where: Puckerman Home, Upper East Side
When: Thursday afternoon

Benny ditched his last class of the day of the school day, which really, really wasn't like him considering it was a Glee day after class. He loved music and he loved Glee and he never missed. Plus, he had only ever ditched school once before with Darius and Brendan, and their moms had reefed them such a firm new one none of the teen boys wanted to tempt fate ever again. He just couldn't help it because his head was thumping and he felt like crap. He was sure if he had to sit through Chemistry, he would barf on someone.

So, he ditched and walked the few blocks from school home, figuring that no one would be home anyway. His kid sister would still be at school and both folks at work. He could just go home and lie down for a bit, and no one would be any the wiser. Still, it probably wasn't the best move considering he had been caught smoking by Miss Schuester earlier in the week. Nothing had come of it, so maybe she decided her warning was enough. He didn't like it anyway, and told her that. It tasted awful and made him feel gross, plus he couldn't catch his breath. Why anyone did that by choice was beyond him.

He dumped his school bag inside the front door by the coat rack, kicked his shoe off messily and then went straight up the hall to his room to flop face first down on his bed. Oh god, it was heaven. Sometimes, bed was just awesome.
[identity profile] elliehummerson.livejournal.com
Who? [livejournal.com profile] justbeingaqueen and [livejournal.com profile] elliehummerson
What? Revelations
When? Thursday afternoon, after Glee
Where? The Hummel-Anderson home

Ellie came home right after Glee in a relatively bad mood. Not an angry mood so much as a concerned one when Benny Puckerman hadn't showed up for Glee, which would've been bad enough if she didn't already have a lot on her mind. She'd gotten home from school and immediately changed into her favorite pajamas with Mushu from Mulan on them. For all the fashion sense coming at her from one of her dads, when it came to pajamas? She was her daddy's daughter through and through.

She was sitting cross-legged on her bed, laptop and a bunch of printouts spread out in front of her as she tried to focus on her project. It was a pretty intense project for her English class, a final exam grade, and a huge presentation, but she just couldn't get past one bit of information she'd found in her research, and her head was spinning a little with the knowledge she'd found.

As hard as she tried to focus, she was really struggling, a conversation she knew she needed to have kept coming to the forefront while actually working on her project was falling by the wayside. After about 45 minutes of seriously trying to force her personal connection to the whole thing aside until she finished, Ellie realized that was all in vain, and set aside her pen, picking up one very old article she'd printed from the New York Times archive at school. Reading over the headline for the millionth time, though she'd memorized it by now, she tucked the paper under her arm and padded barefoot down the hallway to her dad's studio. Knocking lightly, she called out in a soft voice, "Dad, it's me. Can I come in?"
[identity profile] justbeingaqueen.livejournal.com
PARENT(S)
Mike and Tina Chang

CHILDREN
Brendan, aged 17
Molly, aged 7
Blake, aged 1


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[identity profile] justbeingaqueen.livejournal.com
PARENT(S)
Mercedes and Matt Rutherford

CHILDREN
Darius Rutherford, aged 17


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This is a Glee future family verse which is an AU of some facets from other verses constructed with our group of Glee RP'ers. It is a stand-alone verse and what occurs here is not bearing on anything in the other verses. It's a bit of AU fun for our players only, in a sort of "what if" the characters grew up with their own kids. We're a PSL, so not open for new members or applications.

Some of the now teenage kids are taken from other verses (where they are children or babies there), and some of the character backstories/ships here are also from other verses. No single verse is solely drawn from, which is why this is classified AU for us and a stand-alone verse of its own. The kids exist only here in this verse connected to these players and will not be played externally from this community.

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