In a cupboard... under some stairs...
This is a place to record things as and when they appeal to me.
My name is Steph, but call me Rini ;D.
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And pray that I can win."
This is a place to record things as and when they appeal to me.
My name is Steph, but call me Rini ;D.
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30 Day Drabble Challenge: Fuinn ~ Move
Quinn won’t stop moving. One minute she would be in the living room checking the labels on the boxes, the next she was out in the driveway shouting orders at the poor sods who were loading the van, and the next she would be at his shoulder, in the kitchen, asking him if he’d checked that the attic was definitely empty.
“I’ve checked three times,” he replies, and she eyes him suspiciously. He always panics slightly when she does that, even though he has checked that attic from top to bottom. “Quinn if I go and check again now, I’ll be the thing in danger of getting left behind,”
She’s not listening; she’s already halfway out the front door. The movers have the painting her mother bought them last Christmas. “Would you please stop manhandling that?”
He sighs but he can’t help but smile slightly. She hates to lose control over anything, but with a now four month old bump, there was no way he was letting her lift heavy furniture, and since she wouldn’t let him and the old club loose with her things in a million years, they had hired a firm. He walks outside, wrapping his arms around her from behind. “You’re scaring them,”
“They’re supposed to be professionals,” she huffs, leaning back against him.
“It’s going to be fine, come sit down,”
She shakes her head, “I’m fine supervising from here thanks,”
He laughs and holds her tighter, “Guess I’ll just have to supervise you then,”
Fuinn Week Day 2: First Kiss
She’s not entirely sure why she does it really. They aren’t even dating yet, though everyone is convinced that they are. It’s not like he did or said anything special. Actually he’s been talking about a British sport called Rugby - something he recently got invested in - for the last five minutes, because she made the mistake of asking how it’s played. Still, he just seems to light up when he talks about sport, he gets the goofy kind of energy… like there’s nothing he’d like more than to actually be out there, playing rather than just talking about it. He falls over his words a little, not seeming completely sure that what he’s telling her is right, but anxious to seem knowledgable.
It’s just so cute and she finds herself watching the way his mouth moves, and before she knows it she has one hand around the back of his neck and they’re kissing.
She has to admit. It’s not exactly how she envisioned her first kiss. For starters she didn’t think she would be the one to initiate it, and she was fairly convinced they’d both be on the same page when it started. Finn however seems completely taken by surprise and it takes a few seconds for him to relax into it. It’s a simple kiss, just the press of lips against lips… Quinn thinks briefly he must have been chewing gum in class, because the smell of mint seems to surround her… but it’s perfect in it’s own way. As they pull apart, and Quinn rocks back off her tiptoes onto her heels, Finn stands there looking stunned. There’s a moment of silence, not uncomfortable exactly, but slightly tense.
“Um…” Finn starts, looking down slightly in embarrassment, “Sorry, was I talking too much?”
Quinn can’t help but burst out laughing. “Idiot,” she murmurs fondly before rocking forward again, and pushing herself up for another kiss.
“Because you’re beautiful, and sweet and amazing and you deserve to be happy. Because you’re my best friend and the only person in this stupid, messed up world who makes sense. Because I’ve fallen in love with you Quinn…”
Fuinn Week Day 1: Falling in Love.
AU: Finn Hudson has been in love with his best friend Quinn for as long as he can remember. However, before he can tell her his feelings, she hooks up with someone else. It quickly becomes clear that she feels more strongly for him than he does for her, but she insists that she’s happy and doesn’t care that he doesn’t love her. Finn can see that it’s really eating her up inside, but she refuses to talk about it, until he corners her in the school auditorium one day and blurts out his true feelings.
Fuinn ~ White Flag
Remember when I realised I was actually physically incapable of making a Fuinn video with an unhappy ending?
And it’s not theirs to speculate, if it’s wrong.
Your hands are tough but they are where,
Mine belong.
