regala-electra:

whenidance:

regala-electra:

moonshoespotterstarkid:

thewarblercry:

shanehane:

because

relevant!

“Kurt… is that?”

“No! No way. I mean.. it can’t be,” Kurt trailed off, looking up at the giant billboard in Times Square.

“But, it is. It has to be. I mean, just look. That’s him! That’s Blaine,” Rachel argued.

“But, that would mean Blaine is on Broadway. When did he even get time for this? He just graduated last year. And, I mean, I only graduated 2 years ago, and I know we kind of grew apart after that, but oh my god!”

“We have to get into that theatre. We have to see his show!” Rachel proclaimed.

“And I have to get my boyfriend back.”

Someone write this fucking story. Right now.

Not it!

STOP.

I ALREADY HAVE TOO MANY THINGS I’M NOT WRITING.

oh god I want to though.

What can I do to convince you to write this. Like. What kind of bribe do you need?

I’d be like, I WILL WRITE (?) FIC but lol my writing is shot because it’s too cold to type, no really.

I accept alcohol and starbucks as bribes because both will be needed in two weeks.

(only half kidding … ffffffffffffffff let me finish this 4k I have to write for the movies bb by saturday and we’ll talk)

(Source: sir-pyllero)