Alex Rewrites: Funeral

for the glee/greek gods ask —> Quinn!

Quinn is the daughter of Athena no contest. She is so smart and plans out a large portion of her life. Also that weird blonde hair thing from the PJO books works so that’s fun. I also think that after Beth was born (maybe the s3 ish time of this universe?) she chose to join the Hunters of Artemis and swear off romance forever because she is a strong independent woman and should.

Finding out about the RT shutdown is actually a huge blow to my mental health rn, I literally told my friends the other day how RWBY has been the only constant in my life since I was in elementary school, and to lose that when I just lost a family member and am feeling so homesick in my first year of college? It really really sucks. I know it was no where near a perfect show, but I liked that it was flawed, and that it grew up with me. I made a good portion of my friends through this show. RWBY said its first swear word the same year I did. Bumblebee became cannon the year I figured out I was bi. This show has followed me through every landmark and I can’t imagine life without the possibility of it coming back.

I hope the cast and crew find new and better jobs, and I hope that the good people who were part of this fandom remember it fondly.

And finally, a memory, because I would like to share a good one to remember how much this show has meant to me.

Last one for tonight, so here’s @snarkyhag !

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Silver?

“Why on earth would you paint yourself silver?” Finn whispered, standing in the doorway of the bathroom as Sam rubbed frantically at his face with a washcloth, silver face paint covering him from the top of his forehead and down to where his V-neck tee, a light grey, started. “Did you use permeant marker or something?”

“It won’t come off,” Sam cried, trying to stay quiet. The Humdel parents had been kind enough to let him stay for the school year, he didn’t want them knowing he’d snuck out for a midnight screening for a double-viewing of the Fantastic-Four movies. He also didn’t want Mr. Burt to see him covered in silver. He knew the man was very kind and accepting of pretty much anything, but he was sure the man didn’t appreciate his bathroom getting covered in silver paint. “Finn!” He whispered, a bit frantic. “Help me!”

“I don’t know what to do!” Finn cried back, stepping into the bathroom to look at Sam through the mirror. “Maybe we should wake up-”

“No.” Sam interrupted, his eyes wide with fear. “Waking up Kurt is the last resort.”

“Why?” Finn asked. “Kurt will know what to do to get the paint off.”

“You really think waking Kurt up-your brother, who bit you when you woke him up from a nap to ask him where the coffee grounds were-will appreciate being woken up to help me de-silverfy?” Sam shook his head, and groaned when another swipe at his face with the wash cloth barely removed anything. “No way.”

“Well,” Finn shrugged. “It’s either I go and wake up Kurt, or you are silver until he wakes up in the morning.”

Sam wiped again at his face. He looked in the mirror, and whimpered a bit: he’d been cleaning up for an hour, and he was still mostly silver. He still didn’t want to wake Kurt.

“I’ll just be silver forever,” Sam moaned. 

“What are you two-Sam?” Kurt stepped into the bathroom doorway, drawing back in surprise when the pair whipped around to stare at the smaller teen. Kurt was gaping at him, eyebrows upturned as he took in the situation. Finally, after a few moments of awkward silence, Kurt deflated, shaking his head in obvious disappointment. “Sam,” he groaned, rubbing a hand over his eyes. “I told you not to paint yourself silver.”

“Ohhh,” Finn said, registering why Sam didn’t want to wake Kurt. “You didn’t want to wake him, because he told you this would happen.”

“Yes yes yes,” Sam looked to Kurt desperately. “You can lecture me in the morning. Please help me,” Sam begged. He clasped his hands-also silver-and made puppy-dog eyes at Kurt. Kurt, for his part, just looked at him through tired eyes, and sighed again.

“Fine,” he said. “Wait here. Finn, grab the extra washcloths from the cabinet so Sam doesn’t turn this whole bathroom silver.” Kurt strode out of the doorway, Finn tossing Sam a few new washcloths with his order. The pair waited a few minutes, Sam feeling so tired he wondered if it was just best to sleep in the bathroom and wait until morning to clean, just as Kurt reentered, holding a jar in one hand a glass of water in the other.

“Coconut oil,” Kurt told him, setting the jar on the counter and opening it up. “Put this on your skin, wet a washcloth, and it will come off. I suggest taking a shower after since you’ll feel very slick and gross, even if you won’t be silver anymore.” 

“Thank you,” Sam replied, relieved. “What’s the water for?” Finn stood from his seat on the bathtub rim, leaving Sam to finally wash off his mistake.

“Me,” Kurt replied. “It’s why I was up.” Before he could stop him, though, Kurt raised his arm, and quickly took a photo, having hid his phone in his pajama pants pocket. “Thanks for not waking me up. Goodnight Sam, Finn.” With that, Kurt quickly, and somehow quietly, dashed back down the hall to his room, before Sam could grab at him.

“Night dude, Finn said with a laugh. “Have fun. See you in the morning.” Sam could only watch, still too silver for retaliation, as the taller teen left him alone. Groaning for what felt like the 100th time that night, Sam stared back at himself in the mirror.

He was never going to paint himself again. 

Fantastic-Four be damned. 

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I’m so upset, I had a teacher once that made us study the musical theory behind Sea Shanties and the SNL skit was so close! But it was just a tiny bit off in terms of how it was used breath and note wise that my brain went ahahayag

So my brain is making me angrily miss sailor Regé because I’m too busy thinking about the music theory of FRICKEN SEA SHANTIES

Young Parisian corset maker Sylvain Nuffer began cutting, stitching and boning corsets for men four years ago and now sells 30-odd standard models a year at 500 to 600 euros (650 to 775 dollars) a shot, 40 percent more when made to measure.

“I felt frustrated by the lack of choice of clothing for men,” he told AFP. “I made one for myself and they kind of multiplied.”

Wearing jeans with a gray silk corset of his own making over a shirt and tie, Nuffer, who learnt the complex trade with his corsetiere mother, stands tall, waist nipped in, shoulders wide, back straight.

Corsets for men have a history, he said, worn by medieval horsemen to protect the spine, adopted by bikers today for the same reason.

But the real inspiration behind Nuffer’s corset - laced up the back with a clip-open busk at the front - dates back to the heady days of the 1789 French Revolution.

Male followers of utopian philosopher and economist, Count Claude Henri de Saint-Simon, at the time adopted the corset precisely because it was impossible to lace up alone. Having to help each other with the ties symbolised the humanitarian helping-other ideals of the Saint-Simonien movement.

Critics derided Nuffer’s early creations, however, saying a garment stiffened with a multitude of bones and stays would be uncomfortable.

Not so, said one adept, Laurent Renaud, who teaches at a fashion school and wears his everyday. “I wear it over a shirt or under a sweater,” he said. “I use it as daywear or to go out at night.”

“The problem,” he added, “is you get so used to it keeping you straight that it gets difficult to go without.”

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I’m rewatching early season 1 and gosh. I love the plot lines and the focus on the kids in the rest of the seasons, really I do. But there’s something beautiful in the uncomplicatedness of the first 13? Not many of them get a focus because of how much we follow Schue’s story and that somewhat makes me like the kids better? Like glee really mostly focused on characters or relationships if they were going to be mean or there was going to be drama. But with so much drama being taken up by the Ken/Emma/Will/Terri and babygate plots the rest of the characters live out of background moments. And it’s truly a testament to these actors how well they craft these kids with the little time they have. All these little moments and friendships and callbacks just make me feel warm because it feels real. With how dramatic all the kids are from sectionals on out (and yes they are dramatic in the first 13, but in like a teenagers way) a lot of them being kids is lost? Watching throwdown and sectionals and just seeing all the interaction and ways the casts’ bond came through? Gosh as much as we all rag on the first 13 there’s a reason people came back for more. And it was these actors doing so much with so little in such amazing ways.

Forgetting the restraints of reality and the time continuum, I will forever be upset that we didn’t get the Dalton boys doing a number from Newsies

You are absolutely corrrect, season 3 warblers do Newsies, season 6 do Book of Mormon

Forgetting the restraints of reality and the time continuum, I will forever be upset that we didn’t get the Dalton boys doing a number from Newsies