Several image and gifsets that have or have almost made me write really extensive fic--and some teaser paragraphs from each one.
First of all, the one you've already read:
“It’s not sex, Blaine,” Kurt interrupts, rolling his eyes. “But why am I not surprised you and Rachel Berry have sex like a couple at the end of a Hallmark movie? She probably calls it ‘making love’, too, doesn’t she?”
“Well maybe it is,” says Blaine. “But I’m still here, doing this with you, even though I don’t know what you’d call it--”
“Breaking up the monotony of the evening,” says Kurt.
“I just know that this...relationship that we have, it’s really confusing for me,” Blaine says, sitting up and trying to look just a little more pitiful.
“Breakfast is confusing for you,” says Kurt. “Last week you spent four days in a deep ethical and philosophical quagmire over whether it was all right to eat bacon.”
Okay, and if this actually works...muahahahaha. DW will be my bitch.
In an attempt to work out this whole gifset code thing...
First of all, the one you've already read:
“It’s not sex, Blaine,” Kurt interrupts, rolling his eyes. “But why am I not surprised you and Rachel Berry have sex like a couple at the end of a Hallmark movie? She probably calls it ‘making love’, too, doesn’t she?”
“Well maybe it is,” says Blaine. “But I’m still here, doing this with you, even though I don’t know what you’d call it--”
“Breaking up the monotony of the evening,” says Kurt.
“I just know that this...relationship that we have, it’s really confusing for me,” Blaine says, sitting up and trying to look just a little more pitiful.
“Breakfast is confusing for you,” says Kurt. “Last week you spent four days in a deep ethical and philosophical quagmire over whether it was all right to eat bacon.”
Okay, and if this actually works...muahahahaha. DW will be my bitch.