I gleefully offer you fic...
...along with a horrible pun. Sorry - can never resist the puns.
Yeah, so - don't know if anyone on my flist is into Glee at all? If you are, I've done some stories for the puckurt comm and one fill for the glee_angst_meme that you might want to look at if you've nothing better to do. :)
(if you're not then fyi, Glee is light, silly tv about a high school singing club. It's ridiculous, it's nonsense, it's... addictive as hell. Run, damn-it! It's too late for me but you could still save yourself!)
I'll probably post these here properly at some point but I'm tired so I'll just link at the moment. Stories are:
The one where I break Kurt's arm, the rest of the club's heart's, and skirt dangerously close to melodrama - untitled fill for the angst meme
The one where I saw Puck's pool-cleaning/MILF seduction business described as 'one big cluster-fuck of statutory rape' and decided to muse on his psycho-sexual history. And Santana's, for some reason - Like a Virgin
The one where I had very little sleep and made everyone drag up because I wanted to see Puck in a dress - Drag Me To Your Level
The one where I kill someone, fuck up everyone else, and break everyone on puckurt comm - Talk My Heart Away (and break me down)
For the last one the only excuse I can offer is that it had been a 'nice warm bath with a side order of razor blade' kind of a week and I'd subconsciously decided to take it out on someone. I'm now writing about buttsex and evil cats, so I'm not sure if my mental wellbeing has improved or declined...
Yeah, so - don't know if anyone on my flist is into Glee at all? If you are, I've done some stories for the puckurt comm and one fill for the glee_angst_meme that you might want to look at if you've nothing better to do. :)
(if you're not then fyi, Glee is light, silly tv about a high school singing club. It's ridiculous, it's nonsense, it's... addictive as hell. Run, damn-it! It's too late for me but you could still save yourself!)
I'll probably post these here properly at some point but I'm tired so I'll just link at the moment. Stories are:
The one where I break Kurt's arm, the rest of the club's heart's, and skirt dangerously close to melodrama - untitled fill for the angst meme
The one where I saw Puck's pool-cleaning/MILF seduction business described as 'one big cluster-fuck of statutory rape' and decided to muse on his psycho-sexual history. And Santana's, for some reason - Like a Virgin
The one where I had very little sleep and made everyone drag up because I wanted to see Puck in a dress - Drag Me To Your Level
The one where I kill someone, fuck up everyone else, and break everyone on puckurt comm - Talk My Heart Away (and break me down)
For the last one the only excuse I can offer is that it had been a 'nice warm bath with a side order of razor blade' kind of a week and I'd subconsciously decided to take it out on someone. I'm now writing about buttsex and evil cats, so I'm not sure if my mental wellbeing has improved or declined...