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twentysomething at 12:06am on 26/07/2011 under bandom, cobra starship, fic, fuck everything i hate me, glee rps, ian/chris, ian/chris/darren, p!atd, this is mere's fault, what even, what the fuck am i doing
twentysomething at 12:06am on 26/07/2011 under bandom, cobra starship, fic, fuck everything i hate me, glee rps, ian/chris, ian/chris/darren, p!atd, this is mere's fault, what even, what the fuck am i doingTitle: You Make Me Feel... Like Raising My Glass
Fandom: Bandom, P!ATD, Glee RPSSTILL? ALWAYS.
Pairing: Ian Crawford/Chris Colfer, Ian Crawford/Chris Colfer/Darren CrissI've crossed all my lines, k?
Summary: "There's a picture attached and Chris can't really open his eyes more than an angry slit but he's 94% certain that's Darren in the midst of a label cuddle puddle. Only his dumb, troublesome curly head is sticking out beneath Brendon's torso, next to Vicky-T's tits and Chris is certain however Darren ended up there, he really doesn't deserve to be saved."
Length: 3200 wordsishno really fuck everything
Warnings: NO. NO. NO. NO. I'VE ENTERED INTO THE VALLEY OF THE WORST. THREESOME.
Notes: So, you have to read I Constantly Thank God For George Lucas for this to pretend to make sense, but it's not like it makes a lot of sense, anyway. Basically,fifteendozentimes kindly mailed me a signed Panic poster FOR FREE and I was like I'll write whatever you like, at least, in return! And then I was like, "Sorry... it's this," but since my bro is a gentleman and scholar, it was accepted as payment, anyway. The title is 10000000% amazonziti's fault. And like all the things I do, merelyn aided and abetted this.
( The craziest party Chris has ever been to was at Lea and Dianna's apartment, back when they were shooting season one- he'd woken up the next day wearing most of the contents of a Sephora and with three phone numbers written on his stomach in bright green sharpie. )
Fandom: Bandom, P!ATD, Glee RPS
Pairing: Ian Crawford/Chris Colfer, Ian Crawford/Chris Colfer/Darren Criss
Summary: "There's a picture attached and Chris can't really open his eyes more than an angry slit but he's 94% certain that's Darren in the midst of a label cuddle puddle. Only his dumb, troublesome curly head is sticking out beneath Brendon's torso, next to Vicky-T's tits and Chris is certain however Darren ended up there, he really doesn't deserve to be saved."
Length: 3200 wordsish
Warnings: NO. NO. NO. NO. I'VE ENTERED INTO THE VALLEY OF THE WORST. THREESOME.
Notes: So, you have to read I Constantly Thank God For George Lucas for this to pretend to make sense, but it's not like it makes a lot of sense, anyway. Basically,
fifteendozentimes kindly mailed me a signed Panic poster FOR FREE and I was like I'll write whatever you like, at least, in return! And then I was like, "Sorry... it's this," but since my bro is a gentleman and scholar, it was accepted as payment, anyway. The title is 10000000% amazonziti's fault. And like all the things I do, merelyn aided and abetted this.( The craziest party Chris has ever been to was at Lea and Dianna's apartment, back when they were shooting season one- he'd woken up the next day wearing most of the contents of a Sephora and with three phone numbers written on his stomach in bright green sharpie. )
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