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15 March 2017 @ 01:42 pm
Everything I've ever done for the Glee fandom here. Because even I was starting to get irritated with never finding anything.

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a david karofsky fanmix

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Current Music: jj - From Africa To Málaga | Powered by Last.fm
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16 February 2012 @ 09:56 pm
Title: Iron Heart [3/?]
Author: illocutionary
Pairing(s): Dave/Kurt
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 1,255 [this round] ; 4,837 [total]
Summary: AU! Fairytale ; In an accident, Prince Kurt breaks his mother's favorite necklace, and goes to David, the resident blacksmith about fixing it. Neither are particularly happy with the arrangement.

Part One
Part Two

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07 November 2011 @ 12:47 am
“Hey, who the fuck’s this dude?” Azimio asks pointblank, jabbing a finger at a prone Blaine sleeping on Dave’s bed. A full four-hour rehearsal with Warbalers had completely drained him, but not enough to deter him from driving the forty minutes from Dalton to Dave’s house only to crash upon arrival.

Idiot. Dave thinks, as he hauled Blaine’s body upstairs. His poor mother might have a heart attack if he had simply left Blaine there practically comatose on the living room rug.

Now, he’s cursing himself for completely forgetting that Az was coming over for xbox night, now trapped with the inevitable explanation of why there’s a private school douchebag looking rich boy lying on his bed with a Green Bay Packers blanket wrapped nicely around him.

“Did you find him walking home all alone, crowbarred him, and take all his money and need me to help you dig a ditch?”

Dave looks up, and Az simply shrugs, “It’s what I carry a shovel in my truck for, dude,” he explains, sitting down in Dave’s beanbag chair and grasping for a controller, flicking on the console and Dave’s second hand tv. In a surprising display of gentlemanliness, he evens mutes the sound as he boots up Black Ops, to which Dave finally shuts down his laptop and wheels his chair over next to Az and picks up the other controller.

“You like him?”

Dave froze, but through some auto reflex, continued to mash the buttons in the correct order. What to do, what to do? Az is being extremely vague for a reason, to let him deny straight out, fuck, he can even go back to the whole ditch digging business.

“Yeah,” he manages to force out. He has more to say, but it dies before it even gets to his throat.

“Just saying, if you’re going to be a fairy for this dude, might as well milk it for all its worth: tell him you need a 360 for your birthday.”

“But I don’t need one,” Dave gestures at the screen.

“Not for you, for me, you dick.”

“Fuck you, dude,” Dave grunts, trying to keep from grinning. It seems that Az sort of knew all along in the first place.

Later on, Blaine semi-wakes up, blindly gropes for a controller and kills both of them in less than a minute with his face in the pillow, before rolling away, snoring.

“I’mma kill that fucker.” Az growls, staring at his now tarnished high score.
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19 June 2011 @ 06:55 pm
Title: Blossoms
Author: illocutionary
Pairing(s): David/Kurt
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2250
Summary: Inspired by a Chinese folktale; David fell in love with a young man who won't show his face.

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Current Music: Moby - The Day
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18 June 2011 @ 04:06 pm
"Human relationships should involve fraternity and honesty. Human interdependence is contemporary fact; human brotherhood must be willed however, as a condition of future survival and as the most appropriate form of social relations. Personal links between man and man are needed, especially to go beyond the partial and fragmentary bonds of function that bind men only as worker to worker, employer to employee, teacher to student, American to Russian.

Loneliness, estrangement, isolation describe the vast distance between man and man today. These dominant tendencies cannot be overcome by better personnel management, nor by improved gadgets, but only when a love of man overcomes the idolatrous worship of things by man.

As the individualism we affirm is not egoism, the selflessness we affirm is not self-elimination. On the contrary, we believe in generosity of a kind that imprints one's unique individual qualities in the relation to other men, and to all human activity. Further, to dislike isolation is not to favor the abolition of privacy; the latter differs from isolation in that it occurs or is abolished according to individual will. Finally, we would replace power and personal uniqueness rooted in possession, privilege, or circumstance by power and uniqueness rooted in love, reflectiveness, reason, and creativity."

Port Huron Statement
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11 June 2011 @ 04:16 pm
Title: Mission Accomplished
Rating: PG-13
Summary: David-centric. Blaine plays sounding board to David's thoughts this last year of high school. Mentions of Klaine; Blainofsky friendship.

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Current Music: s.c.u.m. - summon the sound (christian aids remix)
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04 May 2011 @ 11:52 pm
aka what i think the aftermath of prom should be like:

“Move it, Eyebrows!”

Sanatana kicked an infected body out of the way, as she turned back, snarling at Blai—what’shisface. She wanted to leave him behind, but Karofsky and Lauren weren’t having any of it, insisting that they’d stay together. She relented, but sorely regretted it, as Blaine emptied his stomach again on the side of the road.

Fifth time in an hour.

Tugging at her mangled prom dress, she whirled around and squatted, sighing as she watched Lauren try to pull the boy up while Karofsky scanned the perimeter, standing guard with a magnum in his hands. Dammit, by the looks of it, they had a snowball’s chance in hell of getting to Dayton by tomorrow. Santana squints down the length of I-75, before stomping back towards the rest of the group.

The poor sap’s boyfriend turned right before his eyes on prom night and then tried to give him a permanent hickey by ripping out his throat? Tough shit, live with it.

“San…” David started, before falling into silence, rummaging through his jean pocket for something, and clasping onto it, “let’s just keep moving.”

The girl huffs, before trotting out in the front once more, not catching David quietly passing on a stick of gum to Blaine, and the small smile of gratitude he received in turn.
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01 May 2011 @ 10:44 pm
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01 May 2011 @ 08:30 pm
Laura MarlingCollapse )