The only thing I’m throwing back on Thursday is alcohol
I’m sittin’ in the railway station
Got a ticket for my destination
(Source: , via caviarandcocktails)
Anonymous asked: COYT I am begging you, its been 84 years. I know you said that you often forget about it because you have other stories that you like more, which must be freaking mind blowing because srsly what can be better than that. also, COY is my fave fanfic ever in history of fanfics and thats big, reading fanfiction its the only thing I do in my life. U r so Freaking talentedª
haha i spose i’ll start rereading it so i can remember what it’s about
I’m in a sorority.
Each year I would have fifty or so sisters that I could count on to be there for me. If I wanted to go see a movie at midnight, I would have three girls along for the ride. If I wanted to roadtrip home for the weekend, I’d have a car full. It was the best part about being in a sorority, in my opinion. I was never alone. Until I realized I had no one to talk about heartbreaking ships with, or how Dianna’s smoldering stare should be illegal. I kept a huge part of me closed off to all of these lifelong friends because I was afraid of how that would be received. So while I was never physically alone, emotionally I sort of was.
When I got thrown into this fandom, I never would have imagined myself taking the excruciating long one-hour train ride to Newark to meet all of you. And now I can’t imagine not doing that.
No one from my life knows I even dabble in writing, but you guys had me on your Fic Author Panel. And while I’ve had a few short conversations over tumblr and twitter with people, I’ve never had that back and forth with someone about things I’ve never talked about in public. Faberrycon provided that outlet that I’d been missing all these years.
While I’m not exactly new to the whole quick-make-a-bunch-of-best-friends-in-a-short-amount-of-time concept, I definitely am new to the speaking-out-loud-about-the-things-I-truly-love idea. Not once did I feel uncomfortable or weird about anything. And I loved hearing other people say things that I’ve always thought about the show or characters. That I’m not alone.
The point I’m trying to make is that, you guys, this fandom, it’s a sisterhood (and brotherhood). It’s finding people that you connect with, and that are there for you. They thrive with you at your best, and help you up when you’re at your worst. I consider you guys brothers and sisters, now.
And that shit is for life.
It’s outsiders not being able to possibly understand this bond, and all of us not being able to explain it. Up until this weekend, I was technically an outsider, and while I knew what the con was, I couldn’t possibly understand the depth of it. Now, it’s hard for me to explain just how much it means to me, so I hope you’ll accept this as a start. It’s why I wrote that quote on the white board.
I met some amazing people this weekend, and I’m so so glad that you took me in, allowed me to crash your party, and let me wear my crown.
So I had an idea in my head for some time now, and I finally wrote it yesterday. Thank you to the amazing Xactodreams for coming up with and creating this clever Haiku for it. I probably wouldn’t have written it without your help.
She shouldn’t have stayed up to watch that last episode last night. She should have gone to sleep like she wanted to. She should have ignored Kurt’s pleading and retired to bed so she could get her full eight hours. Bad things happen when you stray off schedule.
“Kurt!” she yells loudly, too loud for the current hour, and much too loud for their apartment. Sound travels easily through the studio apartment decorated with tapestries.
He doesn’t respond and she huffs loudly as she tosses another pair of shoes to the side. She’ll clean those up later. She’s all kinds of disoriented and the lack of response from her roommate isn’t helping.
She throws open her curtain divider and finds him engrossed in his laptop, mid sip of coffee, with his hair all sorts amiss.
“Kurt,” she states again, calmly this time.
“Have you seen my wedges?”
“The tan pair or the black pair.”
Obviously the tan pair.
He points in the general direction of their living room and doesn’t take his eyes off the screen.
“Where you left them.”
She rounds the corner of the couch to find them lying innocently on the floor. She’s too proud for Thank You’s this morning. Instead, she throws a, “What are you doing, anyway?” over her shoulder.
“Catching up on my missed connections.”
She’s heard him going on about this before and she thought it was fairly sad.
She sits on the recliner and straps her shoes on, “Why?”
“I missed a whole week’s worth.”
She grumbles something under her breath. Normally, she thrives in the morning but today she just feels bitter and angry. She doesn’t like oversleeping her alarm, she doesn’t like running around like her head’s cut off, and she certainly doesn’t like that her roommate gets to lounge around the apartment for two more hours while she has to start her twelve hour day.
“It’s sad,” she comments, “And a little troublesome that you read those.”
His eyes finally leave the screen, “They’re romantic.”
He sidesteps her jab, “Okay, some of them are just looking to hook up, but some of these people feel like they missed their one true love.”
“Give me a break.”
“You’re going to miss your train,” he offers with a glance to his clock.
She throws her hands up in the hair and mumbles some more obscenities under her breath, and continues to mumble them as she grabs her bags, throws a wave over her shoulder, and slides her apartment door closed.
Anonymous asked: Hi, I don't know if you were ever asked this question, but I finished Crazy on you last week, and first let me tell you, it's amazing! I love how you portrayed both characters, so thank you for that. Anyway, my question is about the sequel, I was wondering if you were planing on finishing it at some point. You see I haven't started to read it wet since I saw that it hasn't been updated in years, but I loved COY so much and want to read the continuation, but I don't want to suffer either you see?
That’s nice of you to say, i’m glad you enjoyed it. I wrote crazy on you in it’s entirety before i posted it and people were enjoying it so i decided to use the epilogue i wrote for it and turn it into the continuation. Originally the story was supposed to end where you stopped reading. If i’m being honest, i would say wait to read the second part. Just cause i feel really horrible when people read the second part and then are left hanging. I suck and i hate that it’s still unfinished. Since getting back from Faberrycon i’ve had renewed inspiration to get back to it and finish it. I just have to re-read it first so i know what i’m talking about.