Wet [ Pre Glee 3x05 "The First Time" ]

Dedicated to the one and only Kurt to my Blaine, justbeingaqueen ♥


( To be not granted visas to let hands travel south of the equator was probably one of the hardest tests of Blaine's life. His imagination had to be left to its own devices to come up with imagery of what his gorgeous boyfriend was hiding under those layers... )


rockstarwarbler // GLEE (Canon)

( She can't recall the last time she's had to press her thighs together so tightly. )

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Diana Meade // The Secret Circle (au) // 300 words

Spring break was something that most high school kids looked forward to with bated breath, unable to wait for the freedom from school, and the time spent with family and friends. ( Jeff? Wasn’t most high school kids. )

The words haven’t even left her and she already regrets them. She wants to go back, to answer from her heart instead of obligation and responsibility and isn't that a laugh? She wants to race toward the magical (alien) ship and its owner, cast aside average and boring and unfulfilling and embrace the unknown that somehow she knows is everything she ever dreamed about but never speaks aloud. They wouldn’t understand. They don’t understand. Can’t, maybe.

Rose tried to be adventurous once, to strike out on her own with Jimmy but that had been a mess and left her with nothing but debt and regret. Learn your lesson and stop reaching for the stars. This is your lot in life, so make peace with it. If only it were that easy.

She can’t go because Mickey has hold of her leg and he needs her, her mum needs her, and she let them down once already. They love her and she loves them, but it still feels like a cage she’s trapped in. Doesn’t it matter what she needs, though? Rose thinks it should, knows she can't stay, but it’s too late. Now it’s fading, now it’s gone and he’s gone with it.

Then, it’s back and he mentions it traveling in time, too, and the tightness in her chest is suddenly gone. She barely has the presence of mind to say goodbye to the past (Mickey) and it’s not her finest moment but it’s the truth. The first nineteen years of her life and nothing’s happened. Nothing.

Now, it can.

Now, she runs. Toward a blue police box and the man (alien) who calls himself the Doctor. This is her chance and she’s taking it.

She doesn’t look back.

Muse: Rose Tyler
Canon: Doctor Who
Word Count: 290

It comes out of nowhere, the roared word "Witch!" as Prue is leaving 415 for her car. She whirls around to face a hulking demon with menacing red eyes and a sword as big as her, eyes wide.

She gasps and hits the concrete, rolling underneath the nearest car, when the sword comes flying directly at her, clattering to the ground loudly behind her. But this demon must have the brain of a pea because the next roar she hears is clearly annoyed - and he cries out, "Stop hiding!" He can't find her.

He's storming around the car, looking everywhere but underneath it, his footsteps so heavy they feel like small earthquakes. Prue looks behind her, where the sword is still laying where it's fallen. When she's sure she's safe, she clambers out, flinging her arm toward the sword and telekinetically embeds it in his back.

The next roar she hears is one of pain, and the demon hits the ground as he loudly explodes, taking his sword with him.

Just your average three-minute demon vanquish. Always the highlight of Prue's day.

prue_ascorpio // Charmed // Canon
Word count: 182

It's the longest three minutes of his life. He licks his lips, finds himself tapping the box against his thigh to a fast staccato beat, and immediately grips said box tightly in both hands, hiding as much of it as possible and risking crushing the cardboard package.

And then it's his turn. His face has been beet red since before entering the store. He practically throws the item at the cashier, who merely arches an eyebrow, but doesn't even look at him as she scans it through. Why the hell don't they have self-check outs here? he finds himself wondering as he swipes his debit card.

When the cashier hands him his now-bagged purchase, she looks straight at him, and Kurt finds himself defiantly meeting her eyes and lifting his chin.

The girl smiles (smirks, and fuck, why did he have to get a cashier that looks so much like Santana?) and says, "Have fun, cutie."

Another three minutes later, and Kurt is throwing the same cardboard box again, only this time it's at his boyfriend's head, who barely catches it before impact.

"Next time, YOU'RE buying the condoms."

babypenguin || Glee || Canon
Wordcount: 189

Murphy was truly rat-arsed that night. It was an Irish tradition on New Year's eve. On most evenings, if you were a MacManus. Rocco had never failed at keeping up, he was usually the first one to start toasting. And even though he claimed to be as broke as they were at that time of the month, the man always walked in with a couple of bottles to share.

Glasses were raised, clicked together, laughs were shared. The boys cheered on Murphy and playfully smacked the top of his head after he finished his shot in one go, slammed the glass down so hard it shattered to pieces.

( Cut for spoilers )



Murphy MacManus || The Boondock Saints (canon)