I'm sparrow, a 20-something year old from the UK - Hi!
I'm mostly in the Glee fandom but I'm always keen to branch out!
OTP(s): LoVe, Kurtbastian
Other Ships: Klaine, Johnlock
Oh I'm also a massive computer geek so that sort of stuff might slip in here now and again, sorry about that!
Warnings: Vampire!AU, references to blood and its consumption, light suspense. NOTE: This chapter is a fair bit darker than anything we’ve come across yet - it’s time for Kurt to find out some of the darker aspects of his new vampire personality
Summary: Sebastian, a 100 year old Vampire, sees Kurt in Scandals and turns him thinking he’ll be sweet and innocent - boy was he wrong. Kurt is bitchy, strong-willed, extremely pissed at being made a vampire, and very, very demanding. Now the two of them are stuck with one another for at least the next 3 months, and need to learn to live with each other.
AU: Kurt meets with Sebastian in NY.
Perfect gifset it absolutely perfect.
I need a new TV series. Any suggestions?
NO BUT I WANT A NY STORY IN WHICH BLAINE MISSES BEING NIGHTBIRD
BECAUSE IT STOOD FOR SOMETHING. HEALING, AND HELPING, AND CHAMPIONING HIMSELF AS WELL AS ADVERSITY
AND HE’S ALL DOWN ABOUT IT AND JUST MENTIONS IT TO KURT BECAUSE KURT ASKS WHAT’S BUGGING HIM
AND THEN ONE NIGHT BLAINE GOES BACK TO THE LOFT
AND THERE’S A RANSOM NOTE
AND IT’S LIKE “IF YOU WANT YOUR FIANCE BACK, NIGHTBIRD, YOU MUST FACE ME ON THE ROOF”
AND SO BLAINE THROWS ON HIS NIGHTBIRD COSTUME AND CLIMBS UP TO THE ROOF
AND KURT’S UP THERE IN SOME FABULOUS COSTUME WITH SOME SAI SWORDS AND LATEX AND A MASK AND HE’S SMIRKING AND HE’S CLEARLY SUPPOSED TO BE A SUPERVILLAIN LIKE HE’S ALL IN RED OR SOMETHING
AND HE GIVES BLAINE THIS CHEESY VILLAIN SPEECH AND IT’S ALL RIDICULOUS
AND BLAINE PLAYS ALONG AND THEN KURT’S LIKE “FACE ME LIKE A MAN”
AND BLAINE’S ALL “OKAY” AND THEN HE JUST TACKLES HIM AND KURT GOES DOWN LAUGHING AND THEN THEY KISS
AND BLAINE’S ALL “THANK YOU”
AND THEN KURT GOES “WHAT, FOR GETTING YOU TO DROP YOUR GUARD?” AND THEN HE STARTS TICKLING BLAINE MERCILESSLY AND THEY JUST GOOF OFF AS NIGHTBIRD AND HIS ARCHNEMESIS AND
I JUST WANT THAT
imagine being in ravenclaw and going back to your common room stumbling drunk in the middle of the night after a magical night of partying and having to answer a fucking riddle in order to get in your own goddamn bedroom
"what gets wetter and wetter the more it dries"
"your mom eeyyyyyyy"
I LOVE THIS BECAUSE NONE OF THEM ARE EMASCULATED OR FORCED TO BE BAD ASS OR STEREOTYPES THEY’RE JUST INDIVIDUALS WHO DO AWESOME SHIT AND HAPPEN TO BE FEMALE
Here is a prompt fill from llamanatorm: Kurt is a celebrity (around 18-19 years old) and at the signing he meets kid!Blaine (like 10 years age difference beetween them) and B has the biggest crush and asks K to marry him, but K just laughs at the adorable boy and promises he’ll wait for him (awwww). And then they meet like 10 years later and K is like “Shit he’s hot” and remembers and stuff stuff stuff ♥
so age difference blah blah blah
Kurt has been on Broadway for a little over a year now, after somehow landing his big break at just 18 - fresh out of high school and only a month into living in New York, the city of his dreams. All it took was one audition and bam - he was suddenly in the role of Fiyero in Wicked.
Now he has prospects. Whenever he decides to leave this role, he has people that want him to originate their title roles or even transfer onto the big screen. Things are suddenly open for him and at 19, that is a lot to take in.
Thankfully, Kurt has a father like his that keeps him grounded. He also has a roommate like Rachel who, while annoying and sometimes extremely jealous of Kurt’s career while she is in NYADA (the school that had turned Kurt down and originally led him to hit the audition circuit), is a good friend that makes sure to keep one foot in the real world while the other is placed in Oz.
Awww so cute!
The worst thing about hangovers isn’t the pain of the hangover itself, it’s the abject terror of not knowing what you might or might not have done the night before.
Its like I could have been a happy sociable drunk, or a drunk that dances on tables and flirts with every warm body in a 3 block radius, or a drunk that gets weepy in the corner convinced everybody hates her, and all three scenarios are equally possible and equally likely and oh god I was out with work colleagues last night who do I call to find out if I was socially acceptable or not?
Mr. Queen was my father. Right, but he’s dead. I mean, he drowned. But you didn’t. Which means you could come down to the IT department. And listen to me babble…