Glee, 3,727 words. I like happily ever afters. So sue me.

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EPILOGUE

10. king of the rodeo
-kings of leon

( So, as it turned out, baseball season was totally Rachel’s favorite time of the year, but she didn’t realize it until May hit, Glee ended, and suddenly her afternoons were all blue skies and birds chirping; Noah smelling like leather and freshly cut grass, tasting like sunflower seeds and grape Big League Chew bubblegum (her favorite). )

author's note: And that’s all folks. Stay tuned for a couple of ficmixes, in the days to come, and maybe (who are we kidding, definitely) more workings of my crazy twisted, Glee-addled mind!

Oh and for those of you on Tumblr, I just created puckyou for all things Noah Puckerman. If that's your kinda thing!

Glee, 2,871 words. We're nearing the end, y'all. :(

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9. it goes on and on
-the avett brothers

( When they got to school, she was afraid (and secretly hoping) he'd do something overt and awful like sling his arm around his shoulder or call her baby in public, but he didn't. He did something infinitely better. )

author’s note: I can’t believe this is almost over! SO SAD. Its been so much fun to write, for real. Keep your eyes out for an epilogue, I’ll try to post one in the next couple days before Thanksgiving! And if you have any ideas or prompts for fic for me to write in the future, by all means send them my way. I can already forsee me needing a support group and lots of fic to satisfy my Rachel/Puck itch until we get something in the show! As always, thanks so much for all your enthusiasm.

Glee, 2,593 words. This was supposed to be my last chapter before the epilogue, but I decided to split it up so I could get something new out before tomorrow’s episode (!!!). So here’s something considerably lighter than the past two chapters to reward you all for putting up with such crazy teenage angst. Will get back on point with plot in the next (and final) chapter, after which I have a kind of amazing epilogue in the works, if I do say so myself. I also plan to post some fic extras after everything is said and done, so if you’re into that kinda stuff, feel free to add me since I’m not sure if I’ll be posting all of it (I have a few things in mind) in other comms. Hope you enjoy this latest bit, and as always, thanks so much for the positive feedback! You guys are so fantastic.

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8. tear
-red hot chili peppers

( This time he wasn't doing it so he wouldn't have to listen to her or so he could get in her pants; there was no guise or hidden agenda, no reason for it. He was kissing her because he wanted to kiss her.  )

Glee, 3,751 words. So, this is angst with a side of angst with a slice of angst pie for dessert. When I’m done with this, I’ll seriously need to write some fluff or something, because this is getting out of control. I hope I was still able to stay true to the characters and didn’t succumb to melodrama…One of the scenes is kind of a cliché, but I like it so whatever. Oh and I know it’s supposed to be December in this, but sometimes there are gross rainy 40 degree days in the middle of winter, right? Or at least we can pretend there are.

In other news: this week’s episode??!?!?!?!?!?! Apparently I ship Puck with anything that breathes. HOW FANTASTIC WAS HE? His love of dip is hilarious. And good lord, his whole monologue to Quinn at the end. That’s basically all I’ve ever wanted him to be. I HAVE TOO MUCH LOVE FOR HIM. TOO, TOO MUCH. I’m looking out to friend some new Glee peeps on my personal journal, so if you think we have similar personalities/interests (outside of this show), if your sense of humor meshes with 30 Rock, Arrested D., Flight of the Conchords, and/or mid-late 90’s Adam Sandler films, and you also happen to love this cast so much it literally makes your cells smile and your heart hurt, WE SHOULD PROBABLY BE FRIENDS. I may be slow to respond, but feel free to hit me up.

brief author’s note: everything I include in my stories are simply for the sake of plot progression and are not mentioned for any underlying purpose, agenda, or commentary, nor do the characters’ choices or actions reflect the author’s views (unless they include Rachel and Puck totally bonin’).

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7. she’s all i’ve got left
-ezra furman & the harpoons

( As the rain pelted down on him, he didn’t feel sadness or relief or fear…He didn’t feel anything. Only the water running down his face and soaking through his clothes. The look on her face was something familiar – that deep hopelessness, that feeling of abandonment – but he couldn’t relate to it. She made the decision to cut people out of her life, whereas he? Well, he was the one people always decided to cut. )

Glee. 2,606 words. You guys you guys you guys new Glee tonightttttttttttttt. I am so excited, CAN YOU GUYS TELL I'M SO EXCITED? Anyway, in honor, I bring you...More angst? Forgive me!

Oh and when I get some time I might have to venture out and find some fellow Gleeks to friend on here because HI, MY BRAIN DEVOTES TOO MUCH ENERGY TO THEM AND IT WOULD BE NICE TO SHARE IT. But alas! That will have to be later. Until then, I do have a question: what grades are Puck and Rachel supposed to be in? In my brain they're both juniors but I have absolutely no reason to trust that because I definitely made it up.

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6. when the levee breaks
-led zeppelin

( It didn’t take long for her to realize that whatever he was going through had shook him up real bad. This whole him being out of touch with everything and going to class and reading books and coming to Glee on time and talking to Rachel in the hall…It was all just very unsettling. )

Glee. 2,417 words, title stolen from the classic Bob Dylan tune, as performed by one of my absolute favorite people. This chapter took quite a turn for the angsty? Somewhat unexpectedly because I was definitely planning on milking some of the light-hearted fun for a little longer, but oh well. Will try to be a bit more balanced in the following chapters! (Oh man, be pumped, shit’s totally going downnnn.) Again, thanks so much for all your enthusiasm about this; I haven't had the chance to properly sit down and reply to all your lovely comments, but I hope to soon!

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5. oh sister
-andrew bird

( Her eyes were closed and he was pretty sure she was imagining Finn in his place when her hands found their way under his shirt and she began drawing lazy circles on his back. As he watched her eyelids flutter, his chest swelled with that unfamiliar ache of having everything he wanted and still not feeling satisfied. )

Glee. 3,508 words. I don't know how this ended up so long! I kinda had to sacrifice Puck's inner monologue-ish third person narrator for this chapter because I had too much Rachel stuff going on and dialogue and I'm bad at multi-tasking :( But have no fear, it should be swinging back around next chapter. Thanks so much for all your continued support; hope you all enjoy this!

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4. i'm a cuckoo
-belle & sebastian

( You make a valid point. Maybe I am suffering from a bit of sexual frustration, but that makes me no less appalled that you’d make a suggestion so lewd and utterly preposterous. You know I’ve taken a vow of celibacy in honor of Finn. )

Glee. 1,760 words. I promise things will be start to heat up next chapter! And also, I've kind of started putting together the most amazing Puck fanmix that's meant to complement this-- remind me to post it when this story is completed. My goal is to have it finished before the next new episode. I want this to live forever in the gap between Mash Up and the rest of the season!

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3. strange times
-the black keys

( Dude, did a Liza Minelli CD just fall out of your locker? )

Glee. 1,520 words. Multi-chapter Puck/Rachel, post-Mash Up. Thanks for all the positive responses! Really glad you guys liked the first chapter, hope you stick along for the ride.

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2. love underground
-robbers on high street

( Noah, are you trying to say you want to talk about your feelings? / Hell no, feelings are for pussies. )

Glee. 971 words. Multi-chapter Puck/Rachel, post-Mash Up. Title (in subject line) from Pink Floyd's "Wish You Were Here," and chapter title from Spoon. My brain has been completely consumed by these two, you guys. I'm seriously considering seeking professional help. Oh! And chapter titles = soundtrack, so LISTEN. To the street beat. (Get the reference, win a cookie.)

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1. my mathematical mind
-spoon

( well, that, and he kinda liked how her voice got all soft and girly when it was just them; the way it sounded when she called him noah. )

X-Files. 785 words. Takes place season seven? IDK, sometimes I fudge the whole notion of distinct time frames within the course of the show. Oh, and it's Thanksgiving-themed! From dorasolo's prompts: apple pie, a stalled car engine, and the phrase "you can't be serious."

( He’s sprawled out across his couch, his coffee table littered with boxes of Chinese take-out and shards of fortune cookies when his cell rings. )