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The next time Adam saw Kurt was at least 8 months after the last incident, though he wasn’t entirely sure of the exact time frame. It was really hard to concentrate on anything right now but Kurt looked good.
His hair was longer falling in small curls at the end over his forehead. Did he get highlights? Were his cheeks hollower and lips fuller? He definitely looked like he filled out; healthier even. Or maybe Adam was just drunk.
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anonymous commissioned: AU where Kurt and Blaine didn’t meet in high school. Kurt’s first relationship was with Adam, and a few weeks after a particularly nasty break up, Kurt happens to bump into him and his new boyfriend at a coffee shop. In a moment of panic to not appear as alone as he is, Kurt kisses a stranger. His name is Blaine.
Kurt was having the worst day.
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I’m writing this because there is nothing that makes me crazier than wasted potential, and as such, OUaT S2 is driving me out of my flippin’ mind. Also it got too difficult to tweet this madly at likeadove. There’s a lot more than 140 characters here.
The alternative version, cut for major length and for people who don’t care.
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that awkward moment when
“uh… so we did it
“Uh… so, we did it.”
“I can’t believe this.”
“I’m not surprised. You’re still wearing a shirt. You should have let me take it off, gorgeous.”
“Fuck, don’t call me that. And yeah, right. Like my nakedness from the waist up would’ve played significant role in me screwing you over the dresser.”
“Well, you did insist on ripping all of my clothes off, so not exactly fair! And then you laughed at my chest-hair. Asshole.”
“It’s not my fault little gnomes could make little gnome carpets out of it.”
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no cough syrup
you are not ‘grape flavoured’
have you ever tasted a grape
you taste like death and the tears of small children
not fucking grape
wow what a surprise another cis-gendered white upper-middle class american male telling someone what they can and cannot identify as. why don’t you go fuck yourself
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or, that Blaine-as-Persephone fic I keep threatening to write.
Greek Gods! AU
Kurt x Blaine as Hades x Persephone
Summary: ”Death is but the next great adventure.”
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But the 8-hour workday is too profitable for big business, not because of the amount of work people get done in eight hours (the average office worker gets less than three hours of actual work done in 8 hours) but because it makes for such a purchase-happy public. Keeping free time scarce means people pay a lot more for convenience, gratification, and any other relief they can buy. It keeps them watching television, and its commercials. It keeps them unambitious outside of work.
We’ve been led into a culture that has been engineered to leave us tired, hungry for indulgence, willing to pay a lot for convenience and entertainment, and most importantly, vaguely dissatisfied with our lives so that we continue wanting things we don’t have. We buy so much because it always seems like something is still missing.
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