Excerpt from a Faberry fic I will probably never finish

Summary: pre s1 AU ftm!Quinn fic from Puck’s perspective. Featuring Quick bromance later on.

warnings: oral sex. mentioned het sex, homophobic language, teenage boy mind

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Three texts from Mike Chang is all that it takes to get Puck’s Summer of Sloshdom started.

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NaNo prompt updated:

War was inevitable. As tensions continued to grow, the citizens of the United States knew it was only time before political allegiances were tested and innocents were caught right in the crossfire. So America prepared. Manufacturing spiked, unemployment rates went down, and drilling took precedent over everything else. New technologies became available, our cars ran faster, for longer. But we still needed oil and resources. More and more teams were sent out to various parts of the world, anywhere we could get our hands. The oceans became a small war of their own, with everyone rushing to take the Earth’s resources first.

The first earthquake was a day in late May, 2018. It happened in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean, with no one there to foresee the consequences. Five days later, a tsunami swallowed the eastern Coast of Africa. Seismic activity was reported all over the world. Once dormant volcanos were overflowing and islands were swallowed. No one was exempt. The North Anatolian Fault, Liquine-Ofqui Fault, Macquarie Fault Zone, San Jacinto Fault, Chixoy-Polochic Fault, Itoigawa-Shizuoka, and Motagua Fault all reacted within days of each other. Whatever their drills had hit, the world wasn’t prepared for the reaction. 

The people, and government, panicked. For two weeks, earthquakes, tsunamis and volcanos wrecked the land. Religious cults popped up, believing that Mother Nature was finally taking the Earth back. The sky was a misty gray, and a thick layer of soot covered the air. Fearing their lives, multinational corporations invented sky halls. The buildings were insanely expensive, and had a hollowed out bottom floor and glass ceilings. Sky halls functioned above the average sky scrapers into the clouds, were the air was still clean and the wealthy could hide. Most importantly, the sun could actually reach the top layers, and enough food was grown to survive indefinitely. Solar panels kept the building alive and the electronic doors locked.

Governments collapsed and tucked tails, offering asylum in hopes of a safe apartment. Everyone else? They were dead, dying or left to rot without the sun.There is n o government, no states, no cities and no rules. Just dirty air that could kill you and the fighting spirit that keeps you alive. And, of course, the sky halls.

The ‘Dillos are just survivors, collateral damage of the world they live in. Travelling from ruined city to ruined city, they make their living from looting bomb shelters and robbing the defenseless. A mismatched group, The Gentleman, the Badass, The Scholar, the Shadow, The Sprite, The Mechanic, and countless others scavenge their area dry with little remorse and one thing left: primal human nature.




NaNo prompt:

War was inevitable. As tensions continued to grow, the citizens of the United States knew it was only time before political allegiances were tested and innocents were caught right in the crossfire. What they didn’t expect was the biological warfare that came first, quickly and quietly, and the defenseless position America would be in once bombs started going off. The soot and ash cloud the air now, as the U.S. has effectively been turned into a nuclear wasteland. There is no government, no states, no cities and no rules. Just dirty air that could kill you and the fighting spirit that keeps you alive.

The ‘Dillos are just survivors, collateral damage of the world they live in. Travelling from ruined city to ruined city, they make their living from looting bomb shelters and robbing the defenseless. A mismatched group, The Gentleman, the Badass, The Scholar, the Shadow, The Sprite, The Mechanic, and countless others scavenge their area dry with little remorse and one thing left: primal human nature.




Community Prompt Part II

It starts when you’re making a fool out of yourself on the ground, yelling after Jeff and how he blows everything off. It ends with you on your back, undignified as you talk in gibberish and a flash of blonde hair catches your attention.

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Faberry Prompt ~ Firefly

"Is it set up correctly?"

"Rach…"

"Honestly, Quinn, you would think someone who is attending Yale would be able to figure out how to connect a simple-"

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Community Prompt

You kissed him.

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Glee S4 Quinn Fabray Faberry Meta

Because I told Gogi she was wrong and now I have to prove it. Based off of this post, except not at all.

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Quinn goes to Yale. She fits in, meets a small group of friends that’s everything and nothing like the gleeks. She’s there, she’s comfortable. In her element, for once in her life. Her tight smiles loosens up and her squared shoulders slacken for the first time in nearly a decade. It’d be perfect, except for the tension. It’s slowly killing her as the days grow on and her metro pass remains unused and Quinn has no idea how to fix it. That’s the worst part. She grows, she learns, but she’s still Quinn Fabray, the girl who had one too many drinks and wound up almost ruining her life. Until one night she isn’t.

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Faberry Drabble: DnD

Anonymous asked: Quinn somehow gets into playing 3.5 at Yale. Rachel finds out but Quinn tries to pass it off as something less nerdy.

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“So I was hoping you’d come up to visit this weekend…”

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the world has a way of making you feel like giving up (but you don’t)

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Rachel Berry doesn’t remember how she functioned without Quinn.

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lost under the surface (i can’t feel you there)

Fic: lost under the surface (i can’t feel you there)  

Fandom: TVD 

Mentioned / Actual Pairings: Steroline, Klaroline 

Word Count: 1.1kish

The last time she’s seen him feels like forever ago. Which is a ridiculous concept, especially as a vampire, but Caroline’s always been different from the rest. It’s why he said he liked her, ‘fancied’ her, and with that charming, smooth accent she almost wanted to believe it.

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