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bysamsbrush:

I bet she is, that’s really cool and hey it’s your own personal cheerleading section back home too. You think so too? I know, I’d kinda love to see that actually, she did a lot for us back then. Oh of course, you got it man! They haven’t come out yet but I’m sure one of these days they might make the trek. I think Stacey still has a crush on you by the way.

You’re welcome dude, well I wasn’t going to ask what happened, but now that you say that… kidding! I think? I don’t know really, can you seize carp? Maybe we should ask Siri or Alexa or something.

That’s true! I do think so. Haha, she’s a cute kid, I’ll let her down gentle, I promise. How old are they now??

So rude! I mean, with a net, maybe?? We should. Also I’m having one of those days where you try and fix something and end up taking a wrecking ball to it by mistake.

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atouchofquinn:

Private: According to your new friend, it is.

She seemed to know a lot more than that, Finn. But good to know that while I’ve been bothered by this entire thing, you have no problem talking to her. Oh, she also told me to fuck off because you and her are friends now and can do whatever the hell you want together, so. Congratulations. Not only is she messing up my friendship over this, but our relationship too. I feel more like you’re defending her more than me.

Our relationship is none of her business, Finn. Period.

Don’t.

I don’t want to talk about this anymore. I don’t really even want to talk to you at all right now. Just leave me alone. You have her to talk to anyway. I’m taking the couch tonight.

Private:

At least let me take the couch. You should have the bed.

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TEXTS || SANTANA & FINN

Santana: I'll text him tomorrow to think of a game he wants to really go to.

Santana: Right now I have a G wagon and a rolls Royce. I used to have a Range Rover and a Cadillac.

Santana: How do you know I'm only just mad? And the reason she is so damn pissy is because she knows I'm spitting the truth. She just can't handle it. All she wants is attention. Always. Everything has to be about Quinn 24/7. Always has been that way, always will be. It's just who she is and she literally thrives on attention. It's why your gf is still friends with her ex. It's just how she works. So when you piss her off, she has him to make her feel better.

Finn: Shit, those are nice.

Finn: I guess I don't. Maybe you're upset too, but you've gotta stop, Santana, she's hurt. I love her, and I don't like seeing her like this. It's not like that. She's not like that. She's friends with Sam because that's who we are. We're the Three Amigos and that's that. I want to be friends with you but I have to put my foot down. I don't like hearing you talk about Quinn like this. You're hurting her.

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atouchofquinn:

Private: The more time you spend in the spotlight, they will… so just be careful, Finn. Well, yeah, but most of the times we’ve hung out, you’ve been there. You know we’re just friends. And he doesn’t ask me to go places that are date territory… like a red carpet. Maybe it was a little immature of me, but I had hoped your first big LA experience would be spent with me, not another girl. It doesn’t matter now though.

That’s not it, Finn. And you don’t need to try and pretend to be innocent… I know you’re getting all chummy and chatting up with her - talking to her. You know how I know? Because she texted me not only insulting me and telling me to grow up and quit making everything about me, but claiming that I forced you to make this all up to me. She even knew about the whole cereal thing, and I didn’t tell her. I didn’t tell anyone. Then she told me to get my own and to quit making you do stuff for me. So, way to be in my corner, Finn. Thanks, a lot.

I really was trying to just let it pass and get over it, but this has been blown out of proportion, and mostly by her. Obviously she’s getting intel from one of us, and it’s not me. I really don’t like having to hear how horrible I treat you from someone else, and having her jump down my throat, accusing me of things I never did. I even told you there was nothing to make up.

So, have fun with your new friend. I really don’t give a shit anymore.

Private: Yeah, that’s true. And it’s not immature. It’s really understandable.

Whoa, whoa. Okay, I told her the cereal thing when she texted me asking if we were still arguing and I told her that you agreed to be my Marshmallow Matey. And I spent a lot of time trying to get her to your side, and defending you. I have never once thought you were trying to make this all about you. I told her that. I also told her I did the cereal thing because I wanted to. Me.  I am in your corner. The whole story isn’t getting through.

If Santana knows anything about ‘us’, it’s because I’m trying to smooth things over, I spill stuff that’s between you and me. But it keeps backfiring. 

Quinn...

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TEXTS || SANTANA & FINN

Santana: Good, cause it's too damn cold and even though I look cute in a hockey jersey, lasting three periods is hard as hell. Mateo on the other hand would have it go into over time and a shoot out just to say he was there for it all.

Santana: If you drive up North, you can go to like the mountains and snowboarding or whatever you like to do in it. I for one hate it cause I can't be caught dead shoveling and only know how to tube. But yeah, California does have ski resorts and all that shit. Yeah, I would. My dad tries to make up for literally never being around ever so I've had my fair share of brand new cars and I don't know how to do a damn thing when it comes to the under the hood part.

Finn: You gotta bundle up. And he knows how its done.

Finn: What kind of cars??

Finn: I can't believe I have to ask this but what are you texting my girlfriend? Because we were fine and apparently you're going off on her and I really, really hate seeing her upset. I told you this wouldn't end well for anyone. She's hurt, you're mad.

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TEXTS || SANTANA & FINN

Santana: The season doesn't start til like, September right? The real season, I mean. My dads never around so if you ever wanna kick it with a 12 year old at a Kings hockey game, lemme know. Hes always bugging me to go.

Santana: The restaurants and all of that are way too small cause everything's like shoved in and everyone's on top of you wherever you go. Plus the whole snow thing is a no. Ew. I wouldn't know anything about oil stains. Or cars. I take mine to a shop and only go places where someone else pumps the gas for me.

Finn: Right. Hey, I'm terrible at Hockey but I love watching. So yeah, I'd be down sometime.

Finn: What!? I love snow. That's the thing I'm gonna miss most out here. Well it gets everywhere, you can't touch the inside of a car without getting oil on your hands. I'm not an expert but I know my way around. I liked working there a lot, actually. Ah, so I could've counted on you as a loyal customer then.

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bysamsbrush:

Finn’s answer didn’t totally shock Sam, PB&J’s were some of their most usual foods they snacked on. This was college, it was cheap and also a good way to keep bulked up for football. “Mmm, flutternutters sound great too. Who says we have to choose?” He was happy Finn seemed in agreement with the night’s prospective plans, it did promise to be a fun night. “Hell yeah! Isn’t that what college life is supposed to be about?”

Mentioning the way he was going at the label on his bottle of beer, Finn’s answer was kind of noncommittal. “Alright, well that’s not like you.” Breaking in a grin after the gentle ribbing, he listened as Finn continued to speak and seemed to have a bit of a serious tone behind the words. “Sure, I know it.” Sam knew it had been giving him trouble lately, worrying his buddy, but relaxed a bit when he added he’d been doing better. “You are? That’s great man! Here I thought you were going to say you’re flunking and about to get kicked off the team or something. I can’t get through this place without you around, dude.” Sam nodded, in agreement about their friend. “She has? That’s cool, and honestly she’d be the one to go to. Of course she is, she’s Quinn.” Sam was still taking time getting used to thinking about Quinn as just a friend, but that’s what she was now. And an ex, but it was just easier to think of her as his other best friend now. His attention back on the game again, Sam nodded. “So you’re saying you’re a bad luck charm? Maybe it’s just me but it doesn’t feel like their year. Or decade.” The Dolphins were unfortunately a team going nowhere, and had been for quite a while now. “At least it’s just tied though, anything can happen right?”

See, this was why Finn and Sam worked so well. Finn posed a question, usually something black or white, where he thought there was one answer, and Sam would think of something out of the box. He was the mad genius Finn needed in his life. “Dude, now that’s what I’m talking about. Gold, man, pure gold. And I’m not talking about your hair,” he grinned.

Finn couldn’t help but laugh at Sam’s teasing, “No it’s not. Don’t worry, haven’t thinking too hard,” he joked. Finn’s eyebrows shot up when Sam mentioned getting kicked off the team. God, until a week ago, that had been Finn’s worst nightmare and even thinking about it now made his heart rate spike. “Whoa, no, not that. I’d be way too down for beers and hanging if that was the case. I’m here to stay,” he said. He turned to look at Sam head on. “I need to ask you something. Important. And I want honesty, because you’re family, man, and I’d never do something you didn’t want me to.” He realized he sounded a little serious, but he meant it. Sam mattered to him, Quinn mattered to him, the three amigos mattered to him. “I think...I think there’s something there with me and Quinn. And I don’t know what it is yet but it feels like it could really be something good. But I know we’re a little trio, and I know you two have history, so if you tell me you’re not comfortable I won’t do anything,” he said, holding up his hands. “I just had to ask. I tried to push it aside, but man...” he trailed off, shaking his head. Quinn was something else. He sat there, waiting for Sam’s answer, each second feeling longer and longer, as he tried not to tear at the label more. His nerves had just spiked. “Well...I hope I’m not the bad luck charm. I might be chased out of Miami!” he said. Though, that wasn’t likely because the Canes were just as loved, if not more, than the Dolphins. “Yeah,” Finn said, looking up at the screen. “Anything can happen.” That sounded way too cheesy. He shook his head, “Ten bucks says they lose, though.”

Can’t Go Back Now (flashback) || Sinn

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san-lo-pez:

Santana let out a long, exaggerated breath. “I mean, it’d be pretty fucked up if you were together three years and she wasn’t the best you’ve ever had? But I mean, you don’t seem like the kind to sleep around, so I’m guessing your list isn’t that long?” She wasn’t saying it in a judgey way, but she did almost gag when he said something about being in love. “But how would you know? Did you wait until you were in love to sleep with her or is it that whole ‘making love’ mumbo jumbo that you go with to base off of?” Her tone showed she really didn’t care the answer to it, it was more rhetorical, but knowing Finn from just tonight already, he would take it seriously. “You go in a shower or bath. That’s the best place to go for any nasty storm, but usually with earthquakes, you don’t really have time to prepare for it, bud.” She told him with a closed mouth grin.

The color of his cheeks made her eyes go warmer and her own chest was flushing a bit but he obviously couldn’t see that. “What kinda stuff do you like, I told you I’d let you know about my fantasies and kinks if you told me some of yours?” Her hand set on his, making it seem like super normal even though she could tell he was thrown all over the place with his thoughts and words. Santana’s teeth chewed on the inside of her cheek as she shrugged her shoulders a bit and once again flipped her hair over her shoulder. “Maybe I like hanging out with unicorns. Maybe I like being able to be myself, even if it takes some liquor, more than most celebrities.” She said lowly before blinking a few times. “What the hell were you doing that you got such a bad bruise on your damn leg. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I’d love a few on the inside of my thighs, but not from working out.” It was both calming and annoying to see how straight forward Finn was with things. His blinders were clearly on at all times and it was funny, cute, but a little bit frustrating all at once and the alcohol was making it harder to figure out why. “I always win. I had a feeling you were way too much of a wuss to touch these boobs.” She sat back with her drink in hand before using her phone to check out her lips, making sure the nude lipstick was still in tact. “Yeah, so what. Cuddling is for people like you who want the white fence, two kids and all that bull shit.” Her face showed she was teasing somewhat before completely shaking her head at him. “One thing you don’t ask Santana Lopez is how much she plans on drinking. The answer is always a lot. And I’m always miserable in the morning, so it might as well have a good reasoning behind it, huh?” She saw his reaction to her life goal and it was sweet that he looked like he believed it would and could come true. Of course so did she, but it was nice to have someone actually like, look at her and see it happening. “Thanks, Finn.” It was the first time she used his real name and thank you’s weren’t something she really gave out often. She was drunk, but still, it meant a lot. “How about we do a photo booth thing and you can carry me to my door step after we get in the car. I’m good on my heels for now, but once we get in the limo, it’s all downhill from there.” Her sultry, raspy voice was on full blast as she took his hand to pull him with her and somewhat help herself up.

“Yeah, I guess that would be fucked up, and no, I guess the list isn’t really long,” he said, leaning back in the seat. He hadn’t really thought about it to be honest. “No, it’s just...god I hope this doesn’t sound lame,” he said dragging his hands over his face. “Sex is great, right? Not denying that. But, for me, when there’s an emotional connection, and there’s like, intimacy or whatever, it feels better,” he said. He’d never laid it out like that before, just for kicks, but hey, here he was.

“Yeah I know,” he said, “It’s just so personal,” he said. He looked down at her hand on his and sighed. “Like I said, I like intimacy. I like making people feel good. I like leaving hickeys a little too much, probably. And teasing and that kind of thing. I’m not going to elaborate a lot,” he said, not going too deep because he felt like he was walking on the high wire right then. “Well, I like hanging out with you too, for what it’s worth,” he said. He wasn’t sure if it was worth anything, but he did think she should know. “Oh, the bruise isn’t from working out. We did a scrimmage the other day and one of the guys fucked up a tackle. He got my legs but his shoulder pads jammed right into me. Not fun,” he said. He didn’t even fight her wuss accusation. “Crowned victor Santana Lopez,” he smiled. He even laughed at her white picket fences joke. One, because she was clearly teasing, and two, because yeah, he did kind of want that stuff, but he could laugh at himself. That was how he got by in life. “Okay, so you’re not a morning person,” he mused. He used to not be a morning person, but as he got older he was kind of forced into becoming one. And yeah, it’d be hard to imagine Santana all chipper in the morning. Didn’t seem like her style. “Sounds like a plan to me,” he said, steadying her as she got out of her seat. He followed her through the crowed of people to the photobooth, pulling back the curtain. “Ladies first?” he offered.

Post-Oscar Partying || Finntana

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TEXTS || SANTANA & FINN

Santana: His names Mateo but likes to go by Matt around his friends. He's like cool and a little bit shy at first, but he'd warm up real quick with other dudes and think he's one of the guys. So yeah, he'd love that and so would I for him.

Santana: NYC is legit. I love going there for fashion week, but LA is just way more laid back. It's like you take the shore and NYC combined it into one which I love. NYC is crowded as fuck always everywhere. Your mom sounds like she's super sweet. Looks like Burt taught you a thing or two bout girls and relationships besides just auto things.

Finn: Matt, got it. He sounds like a good kid. Just text me when you want tickets.

Finn: I like visiting, but I could never live there. Pace is way too fast for me. She is. I always try and make her proud. Oh, yeah, I guess he did. Though I think the most valuable thing Burt ever taught me was how to get oil stains out of clothing. That shits tricky.

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TEXTS || SANTANA & FINN

Santana: Thanks, Hudson. He'd probably freak out so hard. Football and Hockey are his favorite things ever so I'd probably surprise him with it all. And who knows, maybe if the jersey making goes well, I'll make him a Hudson one, too. This way he can support you and all that at the game.

Santana: That's cool that you two bonded and clicked as brothers. Does he still live back East? I'm sure they're all gonna be dying to come see you at your first game. What about your step dad, you cool and close with him?

Finn: Yeah, I'd be happy too. I can take him around to meet the big names and all that. Hey, I'd love that. It'd be nice to know I have a fan.

Finn: Yeah, we did. He's in NYC. It was his dream since forever. Oh yeah, my mom's already badgering me. Oh, Burt's great. I worked at his autoshop all through high school, so we're pretty close. Also, he treats my mom like a queen which is good enough for me.

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marley-janerose:

Yeah, no kidding. Ugh! I am not sure. I planned on doing nursing, but I kind of like the idea of opening my own dance studio. I mean I have to give it time, but it could be possible.. What about you?

Yeah, I asked the worst question to ask a student. Sorry! Those are both really great options, though. I can see you in both of those. Not at the same time. That’d be a little too much work, I think.

Well, actually, I was looking to be an elementary school teacher ‘till I started getting scouted. Then the Rams drafted me and that was that. Honestly, my first goal now is to have a good season.

Well that was interesting..

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TEXTS || SANTANA & FINN

Santana: He's 12, so like, its hard to really relate but he's still a baby to me. It's why I know a lot about sports, though. He loves them all.

Santana: How bout you, any siblings?

Finn: I get that. That's sweet, though. Once the season starts up if you ever wanna take him to a game just let me know, I'll hook you up.

Finn: Yeah, my mom remarried when I was seventeen and I got a step-brother. Kurt's basically the reason I'm not a walking jock stereotype. I mean, my mom gets first credit on that, but Kurt helped with the rough edges.

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ryderx-lynn:

I like the sound of that, the Ryder Lynn Method. Has a nice ring to it. Well I hope that’s not my only claim to fame, I do a little acting so maybe I’ll get noticed that way. What do you do? 

It has a great ring to it. Oh, hey, that’s awesome! In that case, maybe your first claim to fame. First of many. I’m the second QB for the Rams. Currently in rookie bootcamp so a lot of my week is spent in the gym, which can get a little boring.

Ryderx-Lynn is following you

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marley-janerose:

Porn? It wouldn’t surprise me. I mean  you are so much more impressive than I, and I am not doing that now, but it can be difficult at best. I love it though!

Eughhh that’s so awful to imagine. Mmm, I disagree. It’s great you love it, though! Is that what you wanna do once you graduate??

Well that was interesting..

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bysamsbrush:

Ohhh, then that’s even smarter. She’s got a shrine to you. And yeah, no kidding… they’re not exactly the most low key fans to be dealing with. That sounds incredible, wow! Good luck to her, I bet she’ll pick up her masters in no time! I know and I’m counting on it! Although I kinda feel like maybe we should treat her when she comes out, considering all the times she fed us back in college. Aw, and she’s like my second mama!

Oh… oh my. Finn, I take it all back. You really could rock it, that’s actually pretty damn adorable. I… don’t think that’s right. I think it’s something about carpet?

No they are not. But she’s in good hands. Yeah, I think she’s really enjoying being back in the classroom. Ooh, good thinking. It’ll also win us major brownie points, and I can just imagine the look on her face if we turned the tables on her. In like, a good way. And if you’re family comes by to visit, I expect a ring. Always a good time with the Evans’

Why thank you, Sam. I think its one of those things where the tiny version makes it better. Carpet? Yeah, I guess that sounds right. Though do you seize carpet? Oh who knows.

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TEXTS || SANTANA & FINN

Santana: One that I know of, yeah. Does that shock you or something? He's like, 10 years younger than me.

Santana: Whatever. If you're not gonna care for yourself than I'm not going to on your behalf either.

Finn: It's just that I didn't know that. Which makes sense, cause we've never had a reason to talk about it. You guys get along?

Finn: Okay...?

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marley-janerose:

Right? I thought it fit, and this is L.A, so of course he thinks he’s a producer or something. Same! They are so amazing! I could eat them every day!

Oh man. That sounds rough. I mean I thought teaching 10 year old’s how to dance point was hard, but you win!

I don’t even wanna know what Pervy McDaddy would produce. So far, L.A’s sunsets and food have totally won me over.

Hey, different skill set. I’m working out and scrimmaging, but you’ve got unruly kids to watch over. And a lot of them. I think it’s impressive.

Well that was interesting..