#bleeonfox

[cantpoisonitout-archive]

i love you :)

[darthronstoppable]

having a teen wolf cast sex riot on twitter with Audree and Tushie and everything is wonderful.

[gingerbbatch]

#he doesn't even look in costume he just looks like a boyscout chillin on the street

[darreneverettcriss]

Blaine slips through the rack of clothes to the other side where a group of girls, and one boy, sit in front of a mirror, all dressed in bird costumes. He clears his throat and they all immediately turn to him.

"What kind of bird are you?" Blaine asks, his eyes on the boy in the middle.

The girl to the right of the boy, dressed in a tight, light gray bodysuit speaks up: "I'm a sparrow," She points to the girl sitting at the end. "She's a dove--"

"No," Blaine says, cutting her off. He points straight at the boy. "I said, what kind of bird are you?"

The boy blinks before answering in a quiet voice: "I'm a raven."

"Boys aren't allowed in here," the girl to the right says, sneering at Blaine.

"He's a boy," Blaine shoots back.

"Kurt's an honorary girl," the girl at the end quips.

"I'll be leaving soon," Blaine tells her. Kurt's eyes stay on him, squinting slightly as he tries to figure out exactly what the deal is with the bold, curly-haired boy in the Scouts uniform. Kurt sucks in his bottom lip as Blaine looks back at him. "What happened to your hand?"

Kurt's eyes flicker down momentarily to where his hands are folded over the top of his chair, a blood-stained white bandage wrapped around his left one.

"I punched a mirror," he answers, looking back up at Blaine.

"Why?" Blaine asks.

"I was frustrated."

"With who?"

"Myself," Kurt says, silently daring Blaine to say something. He expects him to call him crazy or weird like everyone else does, including the four girls sitting around him (but they only do that when they think he's not listening; unfortunately for them Kurt is always listening).

"Oh," is all Blaine says. No judging, no name-calling, no words muttered under his breath. Just "oh." Kurt is surprised. And intrigued.

there are some moments when i get an idea in my head and my brain is like "LET IT OUT LET IT OUT WHY IS IT STILL IN JUST GET IT OUT SOMEHOW". this is one of those moments.

[darreneverettcriss]

i'm sorryu i know you should finish the pushing daisies au but imagine the french kiss part or when sam says "i love you but you don't know what you're talking about" oh mgy ogd this movie

BUT LIKE IMAGINE

Blaine's small fingers clutch the pencil tightly as he writes:

Dear Kurt,

When?

Yours, Blaine

Hundreds of miles away and a few days later, Kurt squints at the chicken scratch Blaine calls handwriting and smiles fondly. He selects a clean piece of paper from his notebook, smooths it out, and picks up his favorite red pen. He's been practicing his penmanship and he concentrates on neatness as he writes in his best cursive:

Dear Blaine,

Where?

Yours, Kurt.

[psychopathiccrush]

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yay have fun!!

thanks angel!!!!!!!