Glee Meme | One Quote

“It takes a lot of bravery to look around you and see the world not as it is, but as it should be. A world where the quarterback becomes best friends with the gay kid, and the girl with the big nose ends up on Broadway. Glee is about imagining a world like that, and finding the courage to open up your heart and sing about it. That’s what Glee Club is.”

Who Cares What They Say

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by klaineanummel

Kurt doesn’t have much experience with people talking behind his back. He’s never really been popular enough for that. To suddenly have everybody he knows, plus a multitude of people he doesn’t, doing it is a little overwhelming, to say the least.

Words: 5314, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Series: Part 2 of Labels

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I have been so caught up with the studies, that I completely missed out on the fortunate news about a certain royal couple getting a new addition into their family. I was so elated when I found out about this that I nearly fell off my chair when I, in such a non-flattering way, cheered all too loud this morning. I wish the sweet, royal couple and their new little bundle of joy all the happiness in the world. To the Dutch of Cambridge, Prince William and little Princess Charlotte!

Klaine Advent Day 24: Zig Zag

Only 5 months late or so, my final entry in the Klaine 2014 Advent. I’m going to miss these guys. There’s just something about these years of your life, the big changes from 14 to 24, that make it fun to write. So anyway, here it is. It really needed an editor (2700 words).

(Blaine and Dave K.; between 6x05 and 6x06; occurs the night before the events of my Day 23 entry)

His phone had died sometime over the weekend, so it wasn’t surprising when David looked up concerned when he came in the door dressed in the same clothes he’d been wearing when he left on Saturday.

“You okay, Boo?” He guessed he looked as awful as he felt; they had taken bird baths in the bathroom sink, but he hadn’t showered or changed his underwear, and it had been HOT in that elevator.

“Oh, God. You can’t imagine. I need the world’s hottest shower.”

“What happened?” Dave asked him as he crossed to the bedroom.

“How well do you know Sue Sylvester?” he threw over his shoulder as he pulled a clean t-shirt, boxers, and his sleep flannels out of his chest of drawers.

“Coach Sue was never a big fan of me. She’s—honestly, I think she’s a little scary.”

He huffed out his agreement. “Scary is right. Hey, do you mind holding that thought? I NEED to feel more human,” he called out as he jumped into the shower.

He used his time in the shower to untangle some of the mess in his head and his heart, hoping to feel better, healthier inside as well as outside, before he returned to his boyfriend. When he came out of the bathroom, squeezing his curls dry, Dave was in the kitchen pouring them both glasses of fruit punch. He carried them over to the couch with a basket of hard pretzels.

“I was gonna have a beer and pretzels and watch the late game, but you don’t look too up to it.”

“No, no. That would be fine. But that doesn’t mean the juice isn’t welcome.” He joined Dave on the couch and drew a deep breath.

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