what do I have to do to get Joey x Brian :U:
I’ve written it! Somewhere… oh, right, here!
Holy shit, really? Now I want to know who you are so I can flood your actual askbox with hugs.
I feel like at some point I probably either wrote it or at least strongly considered it, but Joey’s such a fun one to just pass around.
At this point I think I’m more likely to write him with Brian Rosenthal. Joey and Lauren are adorable, though.
Have you read alianne’s For Better or Worse? Definitely one of my recent faves.
jadenmichaelsofficial Fun night w/ my favorite people :) @kevinmchale @msamberpriley @thejohnlock 😘😘😘😍
We have a part that’s around 30k that’ll go up… I will go ahead and say within the next month. We have to finish editing and get the last part of our klaine fic posted, and then we’re editing the next pornstar au!
If editing weren’t a thing we would just be posting installments every week. But no one wants to read this stuff unedited, believe me. We literally write pornstar au every single day. We could both leave the fandom tomorrow and still have enough written to be posting their story for the next two years.
Me Am What Me Am—The Cookie Monster
Listen to this but interpret it as bisexuals defending their positions of liking more than one gender because yes.
I’m dying, Sesame Street has been having to do official media releases about this for years, it’s a fantastic metaphor for having to come out multiple times as a bisexual and the media panic over it.
In a Season 43 episode, Cookie Monster is offered vegetables to eat while waiting for a batch of cookies to finish baking. At every instance, Mario Lopez, appearing as a news reporter, claims that Cookie has become the Veggie Monster. Cookie sings “Me Am What Me Am" to explain that he is still Cookie Monster, even though he does love to occasionally eat vegetables. However, after Cookie eats part of the Sesame Street lamppost, Lopez comes back to report that Cookie is now "The Lamppost Monster."
I can’t breathe…
Chris Colfer/Darren Criss
Darren-centric, 1.1k of maudlin half-drunk internalizing with a dash of hurt/comfort.
Sometimes life feels more like a merry-go-round than a roller coaster. It has ups and downs but they happen in the same kind of cycle, a ride than turns predictable. The music starts to sound grating to his ears and the more easily he can predict the swoops of his stomach the more nauseating they become.
He starts to crave those things that break the pattern. He starts acting outside of himself, outside of the guidance of all those people he hands over money to to tell him how to run his life.