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𝒉𝒄𝒏𝒈𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 , a private & dependent rp blog for campusloser penned by lisa , 21+ , gmt+2 , she/her 𝒎𝒖𝒔𝒆𝒔 , ○ aidan walsh , 24 , new directions & tennis team & debate society ○ julian devereux , 24 , new directions, drama club, film society, musical theatre troupe
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who has surprised you the most in new directions?
"surprised me? unfortunately, most of our members are exactly what they appear to be on first glance, which is part of the problem. but… milo, i can't deny that he has noticebly improved in a short period of time, which is not something i expected of him. for the record, his improvement is not accidental. it's the result of me providing him with structure, proper guidance and correction, all while inspiring him by showing him what being 'good' actually looks like. so yes, milo has surprised me in the sense of how well he takes direction now that he has finally been exposed to competent leadership. mine specifically."
aidan- why did you really join show choir?
"why did i really join? well, definitely not because of some sudden 'oh my god i found my passion for music' moment. truthfully, nothing else on campus was interesting enough, and cringe as glee club is, at least it comes with drama built in. besides, i knew i'd be better at it than most of the people already in it, so it would be easy enough to keep up with. or maybe i just enjoy suffering in group settings where no one can leave, who knows?"
for aidan! fmk: valeria, charity, & micah
"oh, that is so easy. fuck charity, because she's beautiful, sweet, and she'd probably spend the next morning convincing herself it meant something, which is just adorable. marry valeria, because she has already tolerated me for this long, so it's obvious she has rather questionable judgement. plus, i know she'd keep life fun and interesting. so, that means i'll have to kill micah, which is the only correct choice. a mercy kill, if you will. someone ought to put him out of his misery before he buys another hideous grandpa blazer."
fmk carter, captain of the hockey team, and mr. cortez
"...that's just one untalented and deeply irritating man with different titles. you're essentially asking me to sort the same lousy record into three different bins. which, now that i say it out loud, is exactly the kind of ridiculous filing system carter cortez would come up with. i'm beginning to suspect this is less of a fun game and more of an attempt to study my psychological limits at this point. so, i'm not playing, and i also reject the notion that i think enough about this loser to be able differentiate between various versions of him."
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julian - who’s the most talented member in new directions?
"it would be profoundly irresposible for me to answer this question prematurely and ruin my dramatic reveal, as i actually plan on dedicating my ballad for our latest glee club assignment to the most talented member of the new directions. so, when that performance happens, you will all have your answer."
julian, how does it feel to be under appreciated as co-captain?
"exhausting. do you have any idea what it's like to be insanely talented and possess extraordinary creative vision, while constantly being told by this dime a dozen music teacher to compromise? i pitch innovative concepts on the regular, and i want to push the new directions toward artistic excellence, but then i get told i'm just 'being difficult'. it's the tragedy of being so far ahead of your time, no one understands you. well, almost no one. stella gets it. she has actual standards. she understands that we won't achieve greatness by lowering the bar until every jock can step over it. she and i have basically been carrying this glee club on our back, while everyone else debates whether the thong song belongs in a competitive show choir."
julian, a night with carter cortez or a night with lin-manuel miranda?
"i refuse to answer this question under the assumption that you're implying something scandalous with 'a night', but if you want to know who i'd rather have a lovely evening of conversation, theatre and perhaps a respectable dinner with… well, it's quite obviously the tony award winner. i'd have approximately 417 questions for him regarding his creative process, lyrics writing and orchestration. more importantly, he would actually know what i'm talking about. meanwhile, airhead cortez probably thinks mr. miranda plays left wing for the pinguins or something."
cheers to the freakin' weekend! for this week's sleepover meme weekend, we are bringing back honesty hours! please make sure to reblog this post and open your inbox if you'd like to receive questions, which can range from anything silly goofy, FMKs, this or thats, invasive personal matters, as long as they're in-character! the only requirement here is that these questions are answered honestly, duh! please note: the answer to these questions should be considered private, unless the writer specifically notes that they're public knowledge! think of it as mostly for the community to get to know muse's headspace unless stated otherwise!
closed starter ft. @hcngover's aidan location. sweet sugar maybe ?? context. having a sweet lil treat and a wild aidan appears
the table had slowly disappeared under valeria’s version of research, which meant her phone, one earbud case and a drink she'd been trying to finish. she had been switching between spotify and youtube for the past twenty minutes, playing only the first few seconds of each song before deciding whether it had the right energy. when aidan sat across from her, familiar enough that she didn’t bother easing into conversation, valeria glanced up from her screen with a smile already forming. “ wait, you. ” she pointed at him with the hand still holding her straw, like the thought had only just caught up to her. “ you skipped mashup week. ” there was no real accusation in her voice, only teasing, but his little disappearing act clearly had not gone unnoticed. “ were you actually busy or do you just hate joy? ”
a heavy sigh falls from aidan's lips as he leans back in his chair, much like a man who's just been accused of something he absolutely did. "i object... to the wording. i didn't skip mashup week, actually. i just found a way to make it work for me," he explains, reaching across the table to steal a sip from her drink before she has a chance to protest. "come on, val. you have to agree that randomized pairings are a terrible idea. i'm supposed to leave my reputation, and more importantly my sanity, up to chance?" he shakes his head. "nah, i don't think so, but rest assured that a mashup is in the works. just with people who i actually want to perform with, and who aren't trying to convince me that pairing defying gravity with some lame ed sheeran song is art." a quiet chuckle escapes him, before his attention shifts to the seemingly endless queue of songs on her phone. "so...which songs have made the cut for yours?" he points at the screen. "actually, let me guess" his grin widens. "none of them, because you've listened to what, thirty-seven songs now, but they just aren't the vibe?"
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there were very few places on campus where nobody expected anything from rhys davenport. the gym, strangely enough, was one of them. weights didn't care about last names, family expectations, net worth, networking or carefully taught reputations. they either got tossed around like a bean bag or they didn't.
he slid the final plate onto the rack, racked the sled with a quiet metallic clang, and sat up, dragging the back of his hand across his forehead before reaching for his water bottle. it wasn't until he caught movement out of the corner of his eye that he realized someone had stopped nearby. his gaze flicked toward the leg press before returning to his new spotter. "you want to work in?" he asked between breaths, one corner of his mouth pulling into a tired smile, "i've got one more set, but i'm headed to squat next."
tldr: this is a gratuitous rhys gym starter. i googled stuff about gym bros and it could be inaccurate. enter at your own risk.
for the record, julian would like it to be known that he has absolutely no business being inside a dirty, deeply uncultured environment as the gym. the smell alone was enough to offend him, and yet here he was, moving carefully between the machines, making sure not to touch anything, all because of some rumors he had overheard that needed to be addressed with his roommate right away. yes, as if it wasn't bad enough that his glee club has been invaded by gymrats, he also had to live with one. "no, i do not." his face scrunches up at the mere thought. "i value my joints, and fail to see the appeal or benefits of voluntarily placing several hundred pounds on top of myself," julian states, matter-of-factly, narrowing his gaze and folding his arms across his chest. "i'm here to talk to you, rhys. it has come to my attention that you're involved with some kind of... heckling club? care to explain yourself?"
eleanor @ open
miss eleanor took it upon herself to host an extra practice for new directioners... and nobody showed up! she's totally crashing out now, so. good luck!
"Private practice is over." Eleanor knew it was a FRUITLESS idea the moment she had announced it to the choir room, and damn the smooth brains of her classmates that left her efforts lacking. An extra couple of hours a week to work on harmonies, choreography- socialization? Didn't any of these people care about sectionals? New Directions? Being a competent enough team to smash Vocal Adrenaline into a thousand tiny pieces? If the empty room had anything to say about it, then she had to assume that the answer was a big, fat NO! And she would quiet the part of her head that told her that maybe they would rather be doing anything else than spending an hour with Eleanor Sun-Duffy. Those people were probably just jealous anyway. "If you wanted to participate, then you should have gotten here at four, when it was scheduled-" It was only 4:38 now, but the last half hour (those first eight minutes were still brimming with some modicum of hope) had eaten away at any patience she had ever pretended to have. Up until then, she had been gathering sheet music, reveling in the sound of her ballet flats stomping against the linoleum- tossing the juice, and cookies she had bought in the trash. Finally, and suddenly, she stopped, letting out a frustrated little groan along the way. "Not everyone can just... sit around, waiting for someone to actually care about this club. I have my own performances to worry about without trying to keep you all from embarrassing yourselves."
"jesus, ellie. intense much?" aidan chuckles, leaning against the doorframe, arms folded across his chest. he couldn't be less surprised by the fact that nobody else cared to show up. what was it with these og gleeks and their total lack of self awareness? running a college show choir like a military style bootcamp, taking themselves so damn seriously all the time. he peers into the trash can, that he just saw her toss something in. "well, had i known you were offering cookie, i would have skipped class. you really need to work on your marketing, babe." a mischievous grin tugs at the corners of his mouth as he slips his hands into his pockets, casually sauntering closer. "but you see, this right here? this is why nobody showed up. because you make glee club sound less like fun every time i see you. god, spending an afternoon with you feels more like reporting to a parole officer." it wasn't like aidan didn't care about the new directions, he just wasn't borderline obsessed with it like some people in here. "here's a crazy thought, have you considered that maybe there are people who have lives outside of glee club?"
♩ . . . milo wasn't one for constructive feedback. milo was just milo, no feedback necessary. it was daunting for him, hearing that his best wasn't good enough anymore. “ right, totally! ” slipping past a laugh laced with tension. he knew he could always be better but he thought that came naturally, without the requirement of external input. eyes shift every which way as they relocate, mind flooded with thoughts of the worst possible outcome. this was uncharacteristic for milo, a guy who lived in a state of constant ecstasy. what would funny girl, fanny brice, have to say about this? don't rain on his parade, julian devereux.
the initial notes are hopeful, nodding in agreement of his positives with a beaming grin. “ knew i had.... ” annnnnnd he's cut off. the look of gratification wiped entirely by the time his tendency to always smile throughout his performances. perhaps he should do a genre shift from indie pop? a comfort to him that makes it impossible for his smile to falter. milo callahan had never felt like a failure. that wasn't acknowledged in his vocabulary. but now, he felt tiny. useless. a failure. his body had retracted entirely, hands beneath the table as they anxiously fiddled with one another. “ so i'm a bad performer? ” he muses, mind lost from all positives and focused on his amateur ways. there's zero eye contact, eyes low and away from julian and his, suddenly, intimidating persona. he hadn't just rained on his parade, he'd caused a category five hurricane that would require years of rebuilding. “ yeah, uh— here you go. ” middle and index press down against the stack, pushing them out toward the other. his comment of ‘doing quite well’ brings a faint smile to his lips, concealing a scoff. unlike julian, he'd never want to offend. “ i picked out some of my favorite albums and some of my favorite musica— some musicals i've been recommended. ” he corrects himself, albeit a lie just waiting to be called out on. he reaches over and adjusts the pile until he's paired each one with another. “ i thought pairing showtunes with indie pop could be fun. ” head still remains tilted low, eyes only peering up momentarily until he assumes julian is going to disregard his ideas entirely. time for plan b. he pulls another vinyl hidden beneath the pairings. “ or, i was thinking something from queen's jazz? like, don't stop me now? i don't know. could be fun? right? ” tone is soft and shy, fearing the words that could possibly follow.
"yes, you are a bad performer." most people would try to soften their answer. dance around it, wrap it in pleasantries or make it sound less of an issue than it actually is. not julian. without brutal honesty, how is one supposed to improve? however, he could tell by milo's reaction that the younger male hasn't been hit by the cold hammer of reality very often. admittedly, his kicked puppy demeanor tugs a little on his heartstrings. "but that doesn't mean you are hopeless," he assures, letting out a sigh as he closes the notebook with a quiet thump. "it just means you are untrained and inexperienced, but being a bad performer doesn't have to be a permanent condition. i wasn't born performing on my current level either, you know?" it's true, his god given talent could only take him so far. "quite frankly, you have a lot that can be worked with, and under the right mentorship, i could see you improve quickly. and luckily for you, you now have access to the strongest and most knowledgeable vocalist in the new directions. me." he places a hand against his chest, and a smug little grin plays on his lips, seemingly satisfied with his own peptalk.
julian finally shifts his attention toward the records milo has spread across the table. his eyebrow arches as he takes in the selection. indie pop, some showtunes… wait, is that queen? "did my rendition of it's a kind of magic inspire this choice? on back-to-school day in the auditorium? you snuck in, didn't you? if you were impressed, you can simply say so." or was milo just trying to flatter him now? well, the attempt is appreciated either way. julian sets the record down and moves to the showtunes. "these… are certainly not what i expected." examining his picks more carefully now, he can't shake off the feeling that his pairing choices are too unsual for a titan. too good. how could he not be a little bit suspicious? "of course, he knew i would like these..." he mumbles under his breath, eyes narrowing as he stares directly at milo. "so, you're telling me you just picked this? and this one? and that you somehow arrived at stephen schwartz on your own? because that doesn't make any sense. at least half of these are something i would choose, so naturally i can't help but question your motives. are you secretly this cultured, or is this the titans's opening move of psychological warfare directed at yours truly?" the words leave his mouth with full sincerity. julian isn't about to let this slide without a thorough investigation. "tell me the truth, milo. did carter cortez sent you here with a carefully curated music selection to lower my defenses? did he instruct you to weaponize your big brown puppy eyes and that alarmingly infectious smile to disarm me? is he using you to sabotage my mash— no, don't answer that, actually," he suddenly cuts himself off, gears visibly turning in his head. "no, i'm giving him way too much credit now. the neanderthal who filed sondheim's sheet music under b for broadway, with complete confidence, and then defended it to me.. no, there is no way he is capable of orchestrating a level of deception this sophisticated. but that being said, you obviously have some explaining to do."
"so, who is she?" the dreaded question she has been actively avoiding to ask him. something about not wanting to give him that satisfaction of knowing that she cared enough to know. "or he, or they," she amends, folding her arms across her chest as she slowly circles him like a venomous snake sizing up her prey. it doesn't help that she is already on edge. coach steele insisting on fitting her for the co-captain uniform had left her with a knot in her stomach, knowing cece wasn't going to take that well. and, if she was being entirely honest with herself, some of the things that freak stella had thrown at her earlier in the auditorium were still rattling around in the back of her mind as well. "out with it, carter. you owe me at least that much." it really sucks that the most obvious explanation for why he chose glee club over her was also the most painful one. "and i swear to god..." she points a warning finger at his chest. "if you tell me it's stella freaking nasr i will slushy both of you. every. single. day. i will order the entire squad to do the same thing. i'll make sure neither of you walks across this campus without wearing raspberry ice until the day i graduate. do not fuck with me, carter cortez." ( @loserspng )
stella didn't appreciate aidan's slight. putting the growth of the new directions at odds with her leadership? when she had specifically worked to recruit several members - all of which had stuck around and proved their worth in one way or another? it felt slanderous for him to accuse her of scaring people off. especially when anyone who left was likely in it for the wrong reasons and deserved to be scared. but maybe he just hadn't yet realized her brilliance - after all, this was their first year of overlap in the new directions!
"yes, well, quality over quantity. being triple the size means nothing if people aren't pulling their weight. i'm simply ensuring that they do," she explained, giving him the benefit of the doubt for the moment.
"as for letting my partner lead, that won't be happening. i'm not one to take the backseat, and even if i were, i would be a backseat driver. everyone knows that - including lo, i'm sure."
stella nasr, completely incapable of reading the room? aidan couldn't be less surprised. the popular athletes might respond well to intense speeches from the captain of the hockey team and head cheerio, but captain of the glee club isn't a title that holds that kind of weight. and honestly, who wants to listen to someone who could easily turn a simple rehearsal into a whole performance review? "how about instead of pointing out that they haven't been pulling their weight, you give them a reason to want to?" aidan sighs, involuntarily rolling his eyes. he was perfectly fine with being the club's batman, doing what needed to be done behind the scenes to ensure glee club would have enough members to continue, by any means necessary. in fact, it suited him perfectly that stella took full credit for that. the fewer people who realized how much he actually cared about the new directions, the better. "what i'm saying is that you worked so hard to get them through the door. it would be a real shame if they walked right back out because you can't settle for anything but perfection before they have even had a chance to learn our names," he softens his tone slightly, trying to reason with her. "but if taking the backseat is really out of the question, maybe just try dialing the crazy back to, i don't know, a sensible seven?"
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it was a frown that was suddenly spread across goldie's face. not because she was upset at what eugena was saying, but because she knew what the girl was saying was true. "i swear she's like a bloodhound," the blonde said, taking another bite of the cupcake. that would be enough to curve her craving for a few days. "like, i think she somehow smells it in our blood."
as genie continued to point out what goldie already knew, she did not think twice before crumpling up the remainder of the sweets in the packaging it had come in before dumping it into the trash. "you're right, you're right! i'll be good! i don't want coach comin' up with a reason to kick me off the squad." she knew how coach, and some of the other cheerios, felt about the glee club. and that she had already had a strike against her for joining. but what was so wrong about being apart of a group that was fun? wasn't that what college was all about? exploring things and having fun? making friends! "and it's called glee club, genie." she corrected, assuming that the girl had misspoken. "you know, this week we're supposed to do mashups of songs. i can't decide what the heck to sing in a normal week, and now they want me to pick two songs? it's bananas."
eugena gives goldie an approving nod when the girl throws her cupcake away. "see, goldie? it's really not that hard to make the right decisions." however, she rolls her eyes dramatically when her fellow cheerio corrects her. "no, actually, i meant gleek circus. you're performing with literal clowns," eugena states, matter-of-factly, folding her arms across her chest. "mashups again? god, coach steele is so right. that old fart really is out of ideas." nonchalantly, she leans against the counter, as if she's thinking it over. "so how does that even work? do you guys just throw random songs together and hope for the best? actually, knowing the flopped directions, that probably is exactly what they do," she chuckles, before shifting to a more serious tone, eyes narrowing. "but if they're making you sing mashups, i assume everyone has already picked a partner? who did carter choose?"
cece is halfway through tossing a potential skirt to wear onto her bed when eugena starts, and she pauses just long enough to let it land before shifting gears and walking over to her friend. “ i hear you, " she says lightly, tone familiar rather than dismissive, like she’s used to eugena’s concern hitting maximum volume. " but i’m not exactly taking orders in my own room. " she pushes a lock of blonde hair behind her ear, completely unfazed. " look, i’m not happy about this whole glee club thing at all, but i can't quit, genie. ” her gaze drifts toward the mirror, dark eyes scanning her reflection closely. “ coach would kill me. or worse, kick me off the squad. or even worse, demote me. ” she exhales softly through her nose, then looks back at eugena, calm and certain. “ my reputation isn’t fragile enough to be killed by a club that’s already halfway to collapsing on its own, babe. this is just a temporary setback, i promise. ” cece flashes her friend a confident smile, wanting to reassure her that her reputation still came first and she'd be damned if she let anything tarnish it. “ oh, god, no. sully's idea of destroying the club is probably sleeping with everyone, which … could create chaos, but no. i’ll come up with a plan that isn’t a total mess. plans are my thing, anyway. ”
eugena lets out a long, exasperated sigh at her friend's response, which didn't provide much of an explanation for her behavior. if anything, her decision to join the glee club made even less sense. despite her claims of a plan, eugena can't help but question whether or not cece has fully thought this through. "you keep saying temporary setback like people on this campus have the attention span to remember context, but they don't. they remember tiktoks, though. like, do you really want to end up the new meme on the new directions account, lip-syncing to a celine dion remix?" she shudders at the thought, before narrowing her eyes. "what i don't understand is… why? you hate that club almost as much as i do, cece. literally how many of those dweebs have you slushied in the past? and now all of the sudden, you have a change of heart? you've developed an uncontrollable impulse to burst out into song at inappropriate times and locations? what am i missing here?" despite all of her firm criticism and annoyance with the other girl, eugena's concern is genuine. dropping carter is one thing, but she really didn't want to do the same to her friend. "i trust you, cece. i really do, but don't just say you have a plan. actually tell me the plan, because from where i'm standing, all you've managed to accomplish is giving the gleeks their biggest popularity boost in years."
eugena lets out a long, exasperated sigh at her friend's response, which didn't provide much of an explanation for her behavior. if anything, her decision to join the glee club made even less sense. despite her claims of a plan, eugena can't help but question whether or not cece has fully thought this through. "you keep saying temporary setback like people on this campus have the attention span to remember context, but they don't. they remember tiktoks, though. like, do you really want to end up the new meme on the new directions account, lip-syncing to a celine dion remix?" she shudders at the thought, before narrowing her eyes. "what i don't understand is… why? you hate that club almost as much as i do, cece. literally how many of those dweebs have you slushied in the past? and now all of the sudden, you have a change of heart? you've developed an uncontrollable impulse to burst out into song at inappropriate times and locations? what am i missing here?" despite all of her firm criticism and annoyance with the other girl, eugena's concern is genuine. dropping carter is one thing, but she really didn't want to do the same to her friend. "i trust you, cece. i really do, but don't just say you have a plan. actually tell me the plan, because from where i'm standing, all you've managed to accomplish is giving the gleeks their biggest popularity boost in years."
