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[UHQ] Chris Colfer attending the Summer spell-tacular showcase at Warner Bros. Studio Tour London - The Making of Harry Potter on Wednesday, June 19, 2013.

You are such a delight Chris Colfer.

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alilactree:

In 1932 America is still in the grips of the Great Depression and Blaine Anderson is fed up with his bland life in Lima, Ohio. When he decides to head to New York City in search of adventure he meets a performer named Kurt Hummel at an illegal speakeasy, and gets more excitement than he ever dreamed possible at The Oasis. 

part one: The Old-Fashioned / The Manhattan / The Bee’s Knees / The Ants In The Pants / The Thunderclap / The Gin Fizz / The Dirty Martini / The Morning Glory / ao3  

 The Hot Toddy

There’s this diner, a typical greasy spoon, nothing particularly special about the place to set it apart from all the other greasy spoons that dot almost every street corner. Except for the cherry pie. The best cherry pie in the city. Quite possibly the entire country. 

Cherry pie that is entirely worth Blaine getting off the subway three stops early and walking the rest of the way with his teeth clenched against their chattering, his coat pulled up tight around his neck. Ears and nose numb, and eyes watering from the blasts of frigid air, just so he can stop in for two fat, fresh slices. 

A few lost snowflakes scatter around his head in swirls as he approaches their block, Blaine tucks his prize closer to his chest- still warm, just barely- and heads home.

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This story is just gorgeous.

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blainehummel-kurtanderson:

I love how everything went from an embarrassing joke to public eye sex in seconds

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Oh, this just breaks my heart, because he’s so happy and adoring, and then…
Fucking damnit.

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randomactsofdouchebaggery:

Since so many of us angsted right along with this album…

Enjoy, my fellow flannel-and-birkenstock-wearing, emo-when-it-was-just-being-a-surly-teenager, tumblr geriatrics.

This song, I tell you. This song.
This song helped me discover that saying the word “fuck” was a kind of therapy.
I spent weeks, months even, screaming along to this song in the midst of a devastating broken engagement. I was a ball of anger and hurt, and I channelled it all into this break up anthem.
Good times (well, not really, but Alanis helped).

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kryptaria:

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callmebondjamesbond:

Bond

sexy bitch

Doesn’t it look like it’s instinct for him to draw a gun, with the position of his hand in that third shot?

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