I have never been so heart broken in my life. I don’t think I can be on tumblr anymore or do anything. I’m sorry for those who I have made friends with on here I will never forget each and everyone one of you. But i have reached a point in my life at uni and i have never been so unhappy. i truly understand what people mean by rock bottom. i have hit that. and i dont think i can get back up anymore.
AU
└Amy and Rory are back safely inside the TARDIS, ready for their next adventure
requested by static-and-glitter and anonymous
Klaine AU | Kurt has a crush on Blaine, who’s the new lead singer of New Directions, and he’s kind of a jerk (or just pretends to be one)
Call Me Maybe (AU gif-set inspired)
“Rachel you should’ve seen the auditions,” Kurt sighs into the phone, “I mean, the song they picked was atrocious…”
“Oh no, I know which one, don’t say it…”
“…but the tie, and the shirt, and the pants… I didn’t notice before that he’s been working out,” Kurt stage whispers and looks around making sure he’s not overheard.
“Really Kurt? Blaine Anderson?” Kurt can almost see Rachel rolling her eyes.
“I know. He’s kind of a jerk. Not to mention an attention whore,” Kurt replays the auditions in his mind, complete with Blaine’s dance moves, pushing others out of the way and trying to be the only one noticeable on stage. And Kurt has noticed.
“But he’s HOT.”
“Kurt…”
“I know, I know,” he sighs and turns the corner, “but hey, I do have eyes,” he bumps into someone just as he’s saying it.
“You’d think you’d use them then,” Kurt blinks as a familiar voice comes from the body he just crashed into.
“Rachel, I’ll call you back,” the phone nearly falls as Kurt stares into the hazel eyes.
“So… hot?” Blaine raises his eyebrow and smirks.
“I… that…”
“I was hoping you’d notice,” a blush rises into Blaine’s cheeks and Kurt looks at him with surprise.
“You… that…” he tries to get his mouth working, but he’s trying to reconcile the Blaine he saw on stage and previously in school, the cocky, confident one, with the one standing in front of him now, shy and blushing and obviously having done his best to impress Kurt of all people.
“How could I not notice,” Kurt smiles softly, “but… we need to talk about the song choice.”
Blaine visibly relaxes and grins at Kurt, “again, I was hoping you’d notice. And take a hint,” he says with a little more confidence.
“Wouldn’t I need your phone number then?”
“Is that your way of asking?”
“Maybe,” Kurt smiles, “come on, let’s walk to Glee. I have a feeling you got in.”
