Everyone’s talking in soft voices, as if they think it makes a difference, but they might as well be shouting, screaming in his face, because they’re all saying the same thing anyway; Your sister’s dead.

They're still at Troy's house and Ryan's clinging to Chad, because holding onto Chad is the only thing making any sense right now. They called and ( Read more... )

Ryan doesn't know to worry, until they realise no one's seen her for a couple of hours and Zeke's passed out but she's not with him, then he calls and calls but she doesn't pick up. She doesn't pick up because she can't, and she never will. They'll never speak again.

There was a wall and she hit it.
Witnesses said she had time to see it, that she ( Read more... )

They have too much alcohol (there’s no such thing!) and they’ve all had enough already, they’re all drunk enough already (except Kelsi, who is still sipping delicately at her first drink and will never make it beyond that). Gabriella and Taylor are sharing an armchair, giggling a lot as they gossip in what they think are quiet voices; Gabriella is ( Read more... )

It starts on the stage at the end of their High School Musical, with Ms. Darbus announcing where they'll be going and Troy revealing that he is, once again, doing something unexpected and carving out his own path. This marks the beginning of the end. The future's coming soon and they're being pulled in a hundred different directions (okay, that may ( Read more... )

Mike's parents are really, really okay with him being gay. To the point of trying to help him move on from Matt by trying to pick him out a nice new boyfriend who won't leave and break his heart while they're on (despite Mike's loud protests) family outings/at the supermarket/etc, but all Mike really wants is Matt back.
Bonus points for;
Extra sad ( Read more... )

I swear ice_whisper eventually, you will have PKF fic. You will have angsty pregnant!Puck and likely another angsty!Puck fic (I need to leave the poor boy alone) and probably something fluffy and cute because they should have fun sometimes.

For now, have some mostly Brittana angst.

Puck’s rejection letters pile up and he keeps them all. He’s the type of guy who ( Read more... )

I feel like I am becoming an actual stalker now. I AM SORRY, TOM MILSOM. I AM SUCH A FAN GIRL.

I should not look at angst meme prompts when I should be working, but here are some words I vomited last night. I may never do anything else with them, but I am posting them here anyway. Please excuse the epic tense fails.

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The overhead light flickers and ( Read more... )

(Oh, this may be riddled with typos btw. My brain = mush.)

Kurt leaves his final midterm, entirely exhausted. He feels drained. Everything is beyond him. He can’t imagine how he’ll get home; he’s utterly incapable of driving in this state.

He’s had too many late nights studying, cramming and generally freaking out. He’s had stress dreams and ( Read more... )

Puck acts like he isn’t afraid of anything, and he isn’t. Except there’s an accident, something bad happens, and he’s in his car. He’s trapped, he can’t move, and when he does move it fucking hurts. Even when he doesn’t move, it hurts. And he’s kinda scared, and he doesn’t want to be alone.

Someone’s already assured him that they’ve called an ( Read more... )

They still haven’t discussed that text message.

When Kurt and Finn showed up at Puck’s house the following day, it was obvious that he was too tired to talk, so they’d bundled him off to bed and stayed reassuringly close while he slept. They were still there when he woke up, but Kurt apologetically told Puck that he and Finn had to leave so his dad ( Read more... )