(Source: rocketssurgery)
(Source: rocketssurgery)
(Source: clintonbarton)
Quinn and Blaine kill zombies to protect Rachel and Kurt. Because I’m insane.
So when I was stuck in a car for five hours coming home Sunday night, I dreamed up this AU where Kurt was in the Skanks with Quinn and through a school project or something starts hanging out with a very nerdy Blaine Anderson.
And Kurt is a virgin but Quinn is the only one who knows and he gets super jealous of Blaine but pretends he’s just teasing and then???? Shit happens?????
This is when I wish I could write fic better so I could just make this happen sIGH (mainly I just like drawing Kurt in harem pants???)
Kurt grumbled, staring murderously down at his coffee.
“That’s not very nice. What did you your coffee ever do to you?”
Kurt nearly threw the thing in Blaine’s face as he slid into the booth next to him, but opted for a much more smooth, “It offended me.”
“It’s a non-fat mocha.”
“It’s an offensive non-fat mocha.”
Blaine rolled his eyes, sipping his medium drip and taking out his English folder. He turned back to Kurt, who was still glaring. “What?”
Kurt jabbed with his finger. “That offends me.”
“It’s a cardigan.”
“It has lobsters on it, Blaine. The closest I’ve ever gotten to the ocean is Lake Erie. Blaine, why are you mocking the fact that I’ve never seen a lobster before?”
Blaine stared at him. “You know, you’re really weird.”
“Whatever,” Kurt shrugged, looking out the window.
Blaine just sighed and started writing in his notebook.
“How?”
Blaine looked up. “What?”
Kurt bit his lip. “How did you get laid?”
“By having sex,” Blaine said dryly. “You know, the usual way.”
Kurt rolled his eyes. “You know what I mean—how did you find someone when you’re usually preoccupied between the sheets of your calculus book and Star Wars fanfiction?”
Blaine groaned, shutting his notebook. “Really, Kurt? First off, it’s Star Trek and second, it’s quite frankly none of your business.” He got up from the table, slinging his bag over his shoulder.
“No, I’m—” Kurt sighed. “I’m sorry, I just…I just wanted to know where you met someone else who was gay in this town.”
Blaine fiddled with the strap of his bag. “Are you doing anything Friday night?”
Kurt ignored the weird clenching in his heart. “Um, plans to hang with Quinn?”
“Cancel them. We’re going to Scandals.”
I hope Rick Santorum gets emotionally attached to Glee.
(Source: my--gleecaps)
i am looking forward to “elementary” but mostly i am looking forward to seeing what a fandom built largely upon spite will be like
some interesting fanfiction i’ll tell you what: “and then sherlock placed his lips upon joan’s, who was a woman and also lucy liu. and they kissed. with tongues. neither of them were benedict cumberbatch at all.”
At first, there is a tree.1
i haven’t read ‘good omens’ (i own it! it’s in my apartment somewhere!), but this is delightful. *_*
