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Please start following me over here, this blog will be inactive. 

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I’m thinking of making a new blog and starting things from scratch. With my recent move into the new apartment along with other things, I haven’t been able to keep things organized over here. I’ll post the new follow link, when everything is made. Thank you for your time on this blog, it’s been fun.

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Me: *carries my phone with me everywhere in the house even though nobody is texting me*

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Darren Criss + Glasses

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JUST A MYTH [ 1 / ? ]

AUTHOR’S NOTES: I’ve been dying to write something like this for forever and have finally found the motivation to get it started. You can also keep track on it and follow any possible updates here on [ fanfiction ] but I will also be updating the fic on here as well. This is just the introduction and it’s pretty short but the rest of the series will grow in length as we follow along each character’s state of mind. This is mainly to get the basic information out there to help better understand what’s about to take place. 

SUMMARY / INFORMATION: We all know the different myths and legends which make up The Greek Pantheon right? What if you were a group of naïve high schoolers completely unaware that you are the very Deity that you’re studying about in class that day? With their memories sealed and their bodies reincarnated into brand new lifeforms. It’s up to the students of WMHS to figure out the mystery as to why they were sent to their new location and who was responsible for it.

CRASH! BOOM! Explosions all around making what was once a peaceful utopia into nothing but madness and chaos. The darkness had been winning and nobody seemed to have any other options up their sleeves to try and save what had once been their beautiful realm. If The Twelve Olympians themselves couldn’t have spared them – who honestly could? It seemed as though all hope had been lost. They were done for – the darkness was going to take over and win the war once and for all.

Until The Olympian King himself would come up with an idea. Sure, it had been beyond risky but he had been convinced that the balance of mankind would be restored with their sacrifice. It needed to be done for the sake of the entire galaxy – plus if it meant his family – his loved ones would be safe and sound? It had been a risk that he would be willing to take.

“I beg you all forgiveness for such a selfish act but I’ll do what’s right for Mt. Olympus – no matter what the cost might be.”

That would be the last that any of them could remember. Memories shattered, bodies destroyed – only to be restored and reincarnated into new life forms somewhere far, far away. Not even the King himself would be able to remember everything that had happened that chaotic night but he knew deep down, that it was something that needed to be done.

The Fates had told him that one day they would return – that one day his throne would once again be all his. However the price was simple, something Zeus was willing to pay.

“The darkness shall be reincarnated along with you, it’s up to you to put an end to them before their own memories are restored. Should they remember, your end will come.”

If this was what it took to protect the mountain he adored so much, his home – his kingdom. Then it was something that would have to be done. Now all he would have to do is remember – one step at a time.

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RING! RING!

“Quit all of your lollygagging in the halls! What are you high schoolers or amputated infants?! You think this is hard?! Try crawling across the Sahara Desert with nothing but a coconut-shaped bra and a midget companion named Doyle!” The raging call of Sue Sylvester herself would have the students running to their destinations. No one wanted to be on the wrong side of the infamous cheerleading coach after all. That included those who were currently on their way to their Glee Club practice.

Rachel linking her arm with Finn’s while walking tall and proud. “Oh, I just know what type of duet we’re going to sing this time! It’s guaranteed to make it with us all the way to Regionals at the very least!”

To which Finn would only nod, despite not having realized what it was his girlfriend had just said. It was senior year for most of them after all and all he could focus on had been what he would end up doing with his life the moment graduation came around. It was a lot to take in the more he thought about it.

“Finn! Are you even listening to me?!” Rachel scoffed.

Finn could only jump a bit, seeing the look in her eyes that would signal him to come up with something to say and hope it worked and fast. “Oh! Yeah, totally! Uh – what were we talking about again?”

Before Rachel even had the chance to speak, the voice of Santana would interrupt. “If you don’t mind Berry, I’d like to make it through one Glee Club session without you and Giant McGee needing marriage counseling. So if you don’t mind keeping that yapper of yours shut? I may be able to get’s my solo on.”

Everything had seemed like a normal day for The New Direction members. Rachel complaining about solo’s, Brittany saying something to make the rest of the club tilt their heads, Finn falling over his own feet, Santana keeping it real while being hot doing so, Quinn trying not to make those jealous eyes whenever a couple would have some sort of mushy moment together – yeah, all seemed normal alright.

A bit too normal….which is where all the fun starts for The Fates.

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This is how to be a heartbreaker Boys they like a little danger We’ll get him falling for a stranger, a player Singing I lo-lo-love you

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HAPPY NEW YEARS TO ANYONE CURRENTLY IN 2016. I still have a few hours left myself but regardless HAPPY NEW YEARS EVERYONE. 

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I didn’t know what love was Blue water; cherry blossoms Then I saw him, and I knew

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Darren in 2015 - Social Media (Part Two)

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Broadway Style Guide’s Elsie Fest Portraits  x x

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I have a massive fear that no one actually likes me, rather everyone is just politely tolerating me hoping I leave them alone

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me: *thinks about something really fucked up during class*

me: damn, it really is the quiet ones

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What can I do for you?