So I’m not a confrontational person. At all. So I’m just going to (vaguely) say this and be done with it.
When someone in our fandom does something, just imagine someone in the opposite fandom doing it and how it would make you feel, or how you would react. If it makes you feel uncomfortable, or like they’ve crossed a line, or like they’ve done something wrong, chances are the person in your own fandom is doing the same exact things, and invoking those same exact feelings.
Just because someone is your friend doesn’t mean what they’re doing is right or justifiable.
Welcome to the New Age
Kurt-centric (prelude to Kurt/Blaine) scifi au
I’m waking up to ash and dust
I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust
I’m breathing in the chemicals
- Radioactive, Imagine Dragons
Kurt is born to a family of underground workers. He lives the first five years of his life in the family barracks. His mother is beautiful, with big blue eyes just like his, and she’s one of the smartest people in their sector. She works on the computer systems and she sings and mends and cooks, as well, and Kurt doesn’t think there’s anything she can’t do. His father isn’t bad, either; he isn’t as pretty and he can’t really sing but Kurt knows that the repair work his dad does on the air and water filtering systems keep them alive. It’s as prestigious a job you can get, resigned to the underground where even relative success isn’t actually all that successful.
But Kurt doesn’t know that, not at that age. He just knows that his parents are his heroes and that this is his life.
I can post this now she’s been given it! Emily’s Christmas present is Prayer By Blood Chris and Darren, with special appearance from Chris’ nipple.
Baby I don’t care
The what, when, how, or where
Folks may try to laugh and make a fuss
They’ll try to make shit hard for us
But darling, I don’t care
Kurt/Blaine, PG. Disgustingly fluffy.
Blaine walks into the room to find Kurt holding his prom queen crown and staring at it contemplatively. “I’m throwing this away,” he announces.
"What?" Blaine frowns.
Kurt shrugs like it doesn’t mean anything, but the determined set of his jaw betrays him. “There’s no point in keeping it. It’s a reminder of high school failures and ridicules. what purpose does it serve?”
Sing My Imperfect Offering(part six)
Chris/Darren. PG-13. Chris is a writer, a recluse, and in love with his delivery boy. 1.4k.
Be my friend
Hold me, wrap me up
- Breathe Me by Sia(on AO3)
Suddenly, Darren is there again.
But it’s not like before. It’s not like before at all.
Darren is there every day. Sometimes just for a couple of hours, sometimes whiling away half the day. He always checks with Chris beforehand. He leaves when Chris asks him to, not appearing hurt or bothered by the request.
Sometimes they watch movies. Sometimes Darren writes songs. Sometimes he just plays the one’s he’s already written.
Chris comes to know the word and love them as much as he loves the heart behind them.