O brave new world, That has such people in't!

O brave new world, That has such people in't! I don't own Glee or any of the characters on the show. If I did it would just be one giant gay orgy...Also it would be all about the Warblers and Klaine. \o/ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ASK BOX IS CURRENTLY CLOSED. When my ask box is closed I am NOT taking prompts. If I get a prompt that I've already written for I will send a link to said story.

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Guys, I really just want to write a drug addiction/rehab Niff AU but I have SO many stories that I need to work on/finish and just scerfdavjerhyfet6u

I WANT TO WRITE IT SO BAD!

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Just some random Niff, please? Funny friend kind of stuff? No angst please!

(A.N:// Going to try and get some of these old prompts out of the way (No, I'm not taking new prompts right now. Haha, well it’s been a long ass time since I’ve written anything…and a lot longer since I’ve written something that’s not angst… Let’s see how this goes…Tagging it as Niff!Fluff for my navigation because it doesn't really fit anything else...)

"Niiick! I think I’m dying!" Jeff whined from his bed.

Nick let out a short, light, huff, keeping his face crammed into his book. “And I think I have to read the last twenty pages of this chapter by one o’clock today.”

Jeff huffed, flailing his arms in an attempt to get his roommate’s attention. “I’m literally dying and all you care about is getting a good grade on your Math test? That’s just mean.”

Nick chuckled. “Well first of all, you aren’t literally dying. You’re just bored. And secondly, this isn’t Math.”

"I am literally dying! We’re all slowly dying if you really think about it."

"Deep." Nick replied, sarcastically.

"Fine, so what’s so damn important that you can’t pay attention to me?"

"I’m reading."

"Oh, okay, see, I thought you were planting flowers. What are you reading?"

"…It’s uh…school stuff…"

Jeff frowned. “You’re writing Sherlock smut again, aren’t you?”

"No! I’m…reading it."

"Nick…"

"It’s an art, okay?!"

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(A.N:// Okay, so after watching tonight's episode of Glee the Blaine line about his parents made me want to write this drabble. I mean, c'mon, did you see how terrified he looked! So, here is some blangst. I named his parents btw...it'd be weird if Mr. and Mrs. Anderson referred to their partners as "Mr. and Mrs. Anderson" so... Enjoy)

Summary: Blaine finds out about Sue's credit scams. Contains spoilers

Warning: Abuse, blangst, possible feels

"Blaine, come down here." Mr. Anderson barked out from the bottom of the stairs.

"Coming!" Blaine yelled instantly, racing towards the stairs, only slowing down once he reached the last three, making it a point to stay at arms length away from his father. "Yeah, dad?" He asked, trying his best to push down the hint of worry in his tone. He could tell just by his father's voice that the older Anderson was pissed at him for something. But what had he done?

"Take a seat in the dining room. Your mother and I would like a word." Devon Anderson said, turning on heal to stride over to the dining room, Blaine following shortly behind.

"So what did the two of you want to talk abo-" Blaine was cut off by a rough backhand across his face from his father. He instinctively placed his palm against his now burning cheek. He looked up, locking eyes with his mother who stood in the  corner of the room, arms crossed and shaking her head as if Blaine had done something wrong. "Mom, I-... What did I do?" He asked, looking from one parent to another. "I don't understand, I brought my grade in Economics up like you wanted me to." Blaine began mentally making a list of all the things he could have possible done wrong but was cut short when his father finally decided to speak again.

"You idiot, this has nothing to do with your grades! I just received a call from the bank asking me why I've spent over $100,000 on real-estate in Tribec!"

Blaine felt like he was going to throw up. "W-what!?" 100,000!? He was supposed to go to New York next year! He was supposed to go to New York and have Kurt fall in love with him again next year! How was he going to do that when all his parents money was just stolen!? "How did this happen!? Did someone steal one of our identities?" 

Devon's face hardened. "Well that's just it. Thinking that some lunatic did steal my identity I told them to track the card and it turns out that not only was all the transactions being held here in Ohio, but it was under your name. Blaine, when your mother and I gave you that credit card it was for emergencies only. I knew it was a mistake thinking that you could handle such a responsibility. You were stupid and let someone steal your credit card number!" Devon spat. 

"What? No! No, look I swear I didn't do it! I would never do something like that! I've never even used that credit card! I don't even put it in my wallet! It's upstairs in my desk drawer! Please... believe me." He looked up at his father who looked as if he was ready to give him the beating of a lifetime. "Mom?" He said after a moment, looking up at his mother who had remained silent the entire time. "You... you know I didn't do this, right?' He pleaded. 

"Your brother would never have let something like this happened." He said, coldly. "We're just... well, we were hoping that with age you'd mature and end up a respectable young gentlemen like Cooper, but... Well, I guess one decent son is enough." And with that she left the room. "I'll see you upstairs when you're finished punishing Blaine, Devon." 

"We're not getting the money back, are we?" Blaine asked, quietly. 

"Of course we aren't, you little fuck up. Do you know how hard I work for that money? How many hours I had to sacrifice so that I could have a decent lifestyle? And you just go and throw it all away like it's a toy. Like it's something that doesn't matter to you. Do you realize how much effort I've put into trying to fix you? Into trying to make you an actual man and not some sissy who prances around singing and dancing like... like a girl! And then there's that summer, that entire summer that I wasted trying to straighten you up and teach you how to be a real man and learn how to fix up a car. It's bad enough that you still are trying to get attention with the whole 'being gay' phase but now this too!?" He was red in the face by the time he finished yelling. 

"I'm sorry." Blaine mumbled, looking down. 

"You really are a disappointment, you know. Now get your ass upstairs and start your homework. I'll deal with you properly later." 

"Yes sir."

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(A.N:// Sorry it's so shitty...)

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Jekdndjrtsjsjs!!! New chapter!? Some spoilers to tide us over please??

Ahaha well, alrighty then.

Last chapter you saw how Nick interacted with mama Sterling. What about Jeff and Mr. Duval?

Dark scenes emerge.

(also, update: I have about 1000 words written so far for this chapter. I'm estimating this chapter will be around 2500-3000)

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WHERE ARE YOU???? WE MISS YOU AND YOUR WRITING!! :(

Don’t worry! I HAVE begun writing again! I’m not sure when the new chapter of Underneath it All You’re Just a Mess will be posted but I am working on it, I swear!!

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Wow, I go on hiatus and now the niff tag is basically only RPs...

I swear there were other fic writers than me...the fuck happened, guys!?

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(A.N:// Not really sure what this ship name is called...if there is a ship name...Anyway, if there is I would appreciate someone telling me what it is but until then I'm gonna go with 'Rorbastian'. So, hope you guys enjoy!!)

Kurt had called the ambulance after Blaine had been slushied and had been carried off. Almost everyone had left, New Directions and Warblers, there were just a few people left. A couple of Warblers had stayed behind along with Brittany and Santana who thought it would be fun to have car sex. Rory was currently waiting for them to finish so Brittany could drive him back to the Peirce home. He sighed to himself as he kicked a tiny pebble around, following it when he kicked it a little too far.

"Having fun there, leprechaun boy?" A voice said, making Rory jump and look up.

"Uh..." He started, recognizing the boy as the one who threw the slushy in Blaine's face.

"I have to say, that accent? Super hot. I'm Sebastian." He replied, smirking as he approached Rory.

Rory frowned a bit, biting his lip. Sebastian was the New Directions enemy. He just slushied Blaine. Surely Rory would get into trouble if any of the New Directions were to catch the two conversing. "I uh...I should be going..." He said, awkwardly, leaving his pebble behind.

Sebastian's smirk grew. "What? Don't want any of your nude erections friends catching you fraternizing with the enemy?"

"I er...no?" Rory said, a lot less confident than he meant to be.

"Aw, adorable." Sebastian said, taking a few steps closer to Rory, effectively closing the gap between the two. "So, you straight or...? Heh, what am I saying, look at you, you clearly play for my team."

"No, I-er..." Rory sighed. Why was he so terribly awkward at talking to people? Oh right, because every time he tried making friends at McKinley he got his head slammed into a locker by some random jock. "I should...Oh look, Brittany!" Rory said, turning swiftly to head towards the blonde.

Before Rory could get further than a step Sebastian grabbed his arm and stuffed a piece of paper in Rory's hand. "Call me, I've never fucked an Irish guy. You'd help me finish my world of fucks map." He said, walking away after a wink.

Rory sighed, tucking the paper into his pocket.

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(A.N:// I hope that was enough Rorbastian for you. Some shameless flirting from Sebastian and awkward Rory. Woo. Anyway, hope you enjoyed.)

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Well fuck!

I didn't even finish the Niffmas thing!? It's fucking February...what the fuck...

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You're still doing prompts?

Not right now, I have like 30 to still do before I'm going to start taking them again. Sorry!!

\o/

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Where'd ya go? :(

Sorry! I've been extremely busy since like early December. My sister just had a baby Thursday so I've been planning baby showers and spent the last few days in the Hospital (plus she was admitted a few times in December and January)

And I've been working a lot and trying to work on my novel. Sorry!! I'm back for a bit though.

\o/

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GUISE!

The ever so amazing Andrew has written this super amazing Rammy AU that all you Rammy (Rory and Sammy) fans should check out. Seriously. I am in love with this story so far.

It's a college AU where Sammy has a crush on his professor (the ever so attractive) Blaine Anderson-Hummel.

It's just...super amazingly perfect and everyone needs to read it and since I said it that means it's basically law so...

READ IT HERE

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Rammy,Rory proposes.

Rory looked over at Sammy, smiling a bit at the other's face. Sammy was currently staring happily at the lake, watching three ducks fly around each other, splashing around and toying with a fish. "So," Rory started, "You remember this place?" He asked.

Sammy nodded. "I do. This was where that hobo came up to us and-hey, I'm kidding!" Sammy said as Rory elbowed him in the ribs. "I'm kidding, I'm kidding! It's where I told you I loved you the first time." He said, smiling widely. "See, I remember these things. I'm romantic."

"You're also ruining the moment." Rory laughed.

"We're having a moment?" Sammy joked.

Rory rolled his eyes, playfully. "Well, I'm trying to but you are killing it so hush..." He waited a moment before continuing. "Sammy, I love you and...I...I'm terrible with words." Rory let out a short, nervous, laugh.

Sammy nodded. "Go on..."

"And well we've known each other our entire lives...we've been best friends our entire lives and I want things to be like that forever."

"Are you trying to break up with me...?" Sammy asked, slowly.

"No! No, I'm trying to ask you to marry me!" Rory blurted out, clasping his hand over his mouth, instantly. "Shit!"

Sammy nearly fell off his chair in shock. "Oh. Oh!" He said, laughing a bit. "Sure. Yeah, alright."

Rory frowned. "That's it?"

"Well, what do you want me to say? No?"

Rory glared over at Sammy. "Shut up."

"Love you too, Ror."

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Break me! PS: i love your stories!! :D

(A.N: Thank you so much!! I'm glad you like them!!)

trigger warning.

"You promised you'd stop drinking." Nick said, as Jeff stirred in his bed.

A few moments later Jeff got up and groaned, rubbing his eyes tenderly. "Can you...not so loud, okay?" He groaned again. His hangover was killing him and though he promised Nick he wouldn't go out drinking with Sebastian anymore he did anyway.

"No, Jeff." Nick replied, a little louder than usual to purposely aggravate Jeff's head. "You promised...and you broke that promise."

"You don't have to be so mad, Nick."

"You know I'm only mad because I care about your health. You could've been seriously hurt, or hurt someone else."

Jeff sighed. "Fine, fine, fine. I won't drink again."

"Promise?" Nick said, tiredly.

Jeff smiled, crookedly up at Nick. "Promise."

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Nick smiled sadly as he thought of Jeff; thought of his last conversation with him. How he promised he wouldn't drink anymore yet did so that night.

"You're an idiot, you know." He said to Jeff who was lying in a hospital bed, looking more un-human than anything else. He was hooked up to wires in all sorts of places. The doctors said it was the only thing keeping him alive. "You knew better than to drive home, Jeff." He mumbled. "You almost killed three people...and...and now...you're..." He trailed off, unable to speak anymore, he was shaking too hard to make any sound. His thumb grazed over Jeff's hand. What used to be full of life was no pale and unmoving. Nick sighed before getting up from his chair. "You promised."

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Rammy first kiss in front of former-ND-and-Warblers

Sammy bent down to kiss Rory lightly on the lips before smiling broadly at Santana. Thanks to her, Rory decided to come out and now he could kiss his boyfriend whenever, and wherever (in both senses, of course) he wished so.

Rachel clapped, happy that her godchild (Rory) had found himself someone to make him happy. Blaine and Kurt smiled, but at the same time felt a little discomfort seeing their son with someone (no matter how old he would be, Rory would always be their baby). Sebastian knew the Irish kid was gay all along and was handed fifty dollars by Puck who was one hundred percent sure that Rory was straight. The rest of the singers laughed as Puck grumbled, annoyed that he lost a bet while Trent said, "I told you all so."

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X me - Niff breakup ~ then Nick walks in on Jeff cutting after months of not doing so???

(A.N:// Angst. My favourite thing to write >:D)

Jeff stormed into his shared dorm, followed shortly by his roommate, and boyfriend, Nick.

"Jeff, please, you have to calm down and listen to what I'm sayin-"

"Oh, I hear what you're saying!" Jeff shot back, cutting Nick off all while whirling around to face the brunet. "What you're trying to say is that you," He jabbed his finger into Nick's chest. "Were just fucking Sebastian but it meant nothing because you love me." He said, hissing out the last two words, bitterly.

Nick sighed. "No, Jeff, please just...ugh. You just need to understand that it just kinda happened..."

"How does sex with someone other than your boyfriend just happen? You didn't just fall naked onto his dick, Nick!"

"Well maybe if you wouldn't be such a prude-"

"Are you really trying to blame me for this!? Really? Wow, Nick, just...wow. You need to leave, now. You need to leave right now before I do something I'm going to regret."

"Like break up with me?" Nick asked, worried.

"No, like punch you in the face and break your nose. We broke up the second I walked in on you fucking someone else." Jeff said, heading towards the door. If Nick wasn't going to leave, then he was. "I'd say go fuck yourself but you have someone for that." He said, bitterly, before slamming the door shut.

----Three months later----

Nick walked into his dorm, nervously poking his head in to make sure Jeff wasn't there. Since their breakup the two had done everything in their power to avoid each other. Once Nick decided that he was alone in the room he took a few steps in before stopping dead in his tracks after hearing what sounded like a small child's sob. He nervously looked around the room, noticing the light on in the bathroom.

Shit, Nick thought, Jeff's in there...wait...is he crying? Jeff never cries. Nick looked around the room a moment, trying to figure out whether he should leave or go check on Jeff. Another sob came from the bathroom and Nick knew he couldn't just leave. It was Jeff after all, even if they did break up, Nick still cared about him.

Nick quietly made his way over to the door before knocking softly. "Jeff?" He asked, hearing the sound of metal clanging on the ground. Clearly Jeff had thought he was alone in the dorm.

"W-what?" Jeff replied from behind the door, trying his best to sound annoyed but coming off as a hurt puppy.

"Are you...uh...whatcha doin' in there?" Nick asked, awkwardly.

"None of your damn business, Duval." Jeff shot back.

There was another sound of metal hitting the floor and Nick began to wonder. What was Jeff doing in there? He wasn't...no, of course not. He hadn't in months now. He quit when they started dating. But...what if... "Jeff, are you alright?"

"Yeah." Jeff said, shortly.

"I'm...I'm coming in, alright?"

"No!" Jeff said, instantly, sounding in a panic.

Nick's heart dropped. "Jeff, I'm coming-" He cut himself off when he opened the door and saw the blood on the floor and the blade in Jeff's hand. "In..."

(A.N:// Hope it's alright that I combined them...)

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Leave a “Amuse Me” in my ask, and I will write a funny drabble about one character trying to cheer another up.

Leave a “Break Me” in my ask, and I will write an angsty drabble.

Leave a “Call Me” in my ask, and I will write a drabble about one...

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Niff: Jeff wimping out on sky diving.

"You ready?" Nick asked as the plane door was open.

"Er...You know what? Better plan," Jeff started, "I'll stay here and safely land when the plane does and you can plummet to your death. How does that sound?"

"Jeff," Nick whined a little, "This was your idea. Now c'mon, the other two couples just jumped out and we're the only two left. It's now or never."

"Never. I choose never."