April 20th  -  977 notes  -  J

make me choose | warbler!blaine or mckinley!blaine

April 20th  -  894 notes  -  J
being alive ○ not while i’m around
April 20th  -  360 notes  -  O
Anonymous said:
Burt finds out about Kurt's tattoo and piercing.


LOL okay.


Burt called the next morning. Kurt barely slept the night before, because after the novelty wore off the swelling settled in. His tongue felt like a foreign object in his mouth, and the ball of the barbell scraped lightly against the roof of his mouth every time his jaw clenched tight as he slept. Even if he hadn’t been given caution about what he could eat he wouldn’t feel much like doing it anyway. He couldn’t even use a straw. He settled in to make an extra-liquidy smoothie with some extra protein powder just as the phone rang.

"Ulloh?" Kurt said, shocked and appalled by the sound of his own voice around his monstrous tongue. "Dah?"

"What’s going on, are you sick?" Burt said. "Or are you talking to me while you’re brushing your teeth again, Kurt, I told you last time—"

"No, no, not bwushing," Kurt said, rolling his eyes, because there was something he hadn’t yet considered—brushing his teeth. "No, not thick."

"Then what it is, you get one of those tongue piercings?" Burt said, before laughing like he did when he found something he said himself especially funny. Kurt stayed silent. "Come on kid, you’re supposed to be laughing with me here."

"I haf to go," Kurt said, hanging up the phone. He wasn’t sure why—it wasn’t like his dad could do anything to him. Or would even care. Kurt hoped he wouldn’t care. 

Kurt was attempting to slurp smoothie by spoonful minutes later when his phone began to buzz with text messages.

Blaine: Your dad called me.

Blaine: He asked me to tell him you hadn’t done something stupid like get a tongue piercing.

Blaine: I couldn’t tell him that because you HAD gotten a tongue piercing, so I asked if I could tell him something else instead.

Blaine: So he said, Well at least it’s removable. It’s not like he got a stupid misspelled tattoo or anything.


Blaine: I asked him about the game last night instead but there wasn’t a game last night Kurt

Blaine: I am the worst liar ever I am so sorry we will never be maniacal archvillains together

Kurt sighed, lowering his head to his hands. He was gonna have to call his dad back. 

Right after he ate fifteen ice cubes.

April 19th  -  495 notes  -  O
Based off your tongue ring/tattoo fic: times Blaine tries and fails to lie to Burt about things relating to Kurt. :D


It didn’t take long for Burt to realize that Blaine was the weak link. 

Neither of the boys were great fibbers, but Kurt excelled at diversions. He could talk around a question for hours, getting angry about something else until you were on the defensive and storming off in a huff before you even realized he hadn’t answered your question in the first place.

Blaine, on the other hand, carried with him a strong moral compass that made it nearly impossible for him to avoid answering a direct question when asked. Coupled with Blaine’s intense determination to stay on Burt’s good side (Burt didn’t know Blaine’s dad but he knew he was rather lacking in the warmth department, and he often wondered if that had anything to do with it), that compass made Blaine Anderson just about the worst liar Burt Hummel had ever seen.

Burt tried not to take advantage of that fact, but well—sometimes he just couldn’t help it. Like the first time Kurt asked to go to a sleepover at Mercedes’ house after he and Blaine had become official (Burt wouldn’t call it ‘started dating’ because those boys had been dating as long as they’d known each other). Blaine was over at the house for Friday dinner, and he and Burt were watching Sportscenter while Kurt finished up cooking. 

"So what are you up to tomorrow night?" Burt asked during a commercial. Blaine froze, his cheeks turning pink.

"I, uh—" Blaine started, before rubbing his hand along the back of his neck. "Why do you ask?"

"Kurt’s hanging out with the girls tomorrow night, right?" Burt asked, frowning as Blaine’s mouth began working like a fish. "Blaine?"

"Yes?" Blaine asked, and Burt wasn’t sure which question it was meant to be a response to.

"Is Kurt hanging out with the girls tomorrow night?" Burt asked, and Blaine’s eyes turned big and sad. 

"I think he said he was doing that," Blaine replied. "Right?"

"Kurt’s not having a sleepover with the girls, is he," Burt said, suddenly putting it all together. "He’s having a sleepover with you."

Blaine’s face crumpled. “Yes.”

Burt sighed, wishing he had a beer. “Ah, come on, don’t look like that.”

"I’m sorry," Blaine said. "We didn’t mean to lie—"

"Of course you did," Burt said, shaking his head. "You’re just no damn good at it."

April 19th  -  94 notes  -  J
April 19th  -  384 notes  -  J
reblogged 3 days ago  (© mothafickle)
April 19th  -  224 notes  -  J
April 19th  -  61 notes  -  O
sothinky said:
Ok, so your comment about that Blaine and communication post I wrote got me thinking about your fic in general, and now I'm wondering—when you think back to your earliest Glee fic, is there an aspect of how you characterized someone that's radically different from that character in canon now, as you understand them? Or a characterization that's "held up," if you will, through the seasons, if that makes sense?


Oh man, this is such a good and thinky question (appropriate, given your screenname), and all my good and thinky thoughts are dedicated to the paper I’m doing edits on today. But this is pretty much me-bait, so I’ll give it a stab and reserve the right to come back to it.

Read More

April 18th  -  814 notes  -  J


i was re-watching Black Bird (because i like to cry) and i just wanted to quickly paint the scene where Blaine signs his soul away to Kurt ;u;

April 18th  -  1,081 notes  -  J
April 17th  -  1,082 notes  -  J

tabitha requested: klaine’s butts

April 17th  -  1,070 notes  -  J
April 17th  -  6,017 notes  -  J



And I know we’ve said some variation on this a million times but… he’s so BLAINE in this moment. Every movement of his face says BLAINE, not Darren. I love it.

April 16th  -  106 notes  -  J

Back at McKinley I would be the guy getting fawned over, I lifted, boxed, I was in the Dalton Fight Club for god sake…

April 16th  -  1,688 notes  -  J