Kurt meets Sebastian, Blaine, and Adam in New York and starts dating them all at the same time, and now he doesn’t know who to choose.
Teen Vogue catches up with singer, Blaine Anderson, on his latest photo shoot about the proposal to his husband, the Broadway star, Kurt Hummel.
I almost scrolled past this
I fucking almost scrolled past this
IF YOU SEE THIS MAN, REPORT IT TO THE POLICE.
HIS NAME IS STEPHEN EUGENE BECK AND HE IS WANTED FOR DOZENS OF COUNTS OF CHILD RAPE AND MOLESTATION. HE IS WANTED IN TENNESSEE BUT POLICE BELIEVE HE HAS FLED TO KENTUCKY. PLEASE CALL THE LOCAL POLICE OR 1-859-253-2020 IF YOU SPOT HIM. ALSO, PLEASE KEEP YOUR CHILDREN SAFE. THIS MAN NEEDS TO BE PUT IN JAIL FOR WHAT HE’S DONE.
people who make those pretty photosets about how cosy and fun winter is have obviously never experienced a real winter cause that shit aint cute
ok calm down ned stark
please tell me the funniest joke you know this is for an experiment
conclusion of experiment: the tumblr community’s sense of humor has been warped to no return
The fact that I laughed at all of these proves your point.
"how many potato / no potato / i am a tree"
i hate small talk
tell me about how lonely you are or tell me about why you keep waking up in the morning or talk to me about your mum’s eyes and your dad’s laugh. I don’t care about the weather and you don’t care about how my job’s going.
if we just met and u try and tell me how lonely you are i will turn 180 degrees and walk away
Butt vs. electric fence
At first i thought wow this bitch gon get her ass fried but it was SOOO much better than that
two minutes I will never regret
regala-electra prompted: post-honeymoon blaine and kurt unwrapping wedding gifts they definitely DID NOT put on their wedding registry. (and deciding what to do with them).
“So, how do you want to do this?” Kurt asks, eyeing the stack of gifts that’s sitting on the coffee table in their tiny living room. It’s high enough he can’t even see the television from his vantage point by the door.
Blaine yawns and stretches his arms over his head, shirt riding up to reveal just a few inches of belly and Kurt thinks that after just getting back from a two-week long honeymoon, the sight shouldn’t make his fingers itch quite like that.
Kittens bust biphobia myths.
These are pretty basic, but hey, I still hear ‘em. So there you go.