my dreams remind me of an ocean
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At Leakycon we don’t say “I love you” we say “WE’RE WIZARDS WE’LL PARTY FOREVER TURN AROUND BRIGHT EYES HARRY I’M COMING HOME I...
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I have a request
related to a post I just saw about cashiers asking “Did you get everything you need today” or somesuch
my request is this: when...
Title: Ewoks, Homosexual Stimulation, and Captain Picard
Fandoms: Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Dollhouse
Rating: M
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Topher Brink/Andrew Wells
Summary: Topher Brink and Andrew Wells meet at Comic-Con, and sparks begin to fly. Andrew’s totally smitten, but Topher refuses to accept that he’s not straight. Will Andrew be able to get Topher to open up before they have to go back to their separate lives? Basically, if you like adorable, nerdy boy slash, this is the fic you should be reading.
Read the first chapter here! If you like it, please add it to your favorites or something, because I probably won’t post about it after this.
Since all of you Brittana shippers are probably going crazy waiting for tonight’s Glee episode (I know I am,) I thought I would share my band’s song Brittana in hopes of tiding you over!
Buy the song here! And subscribe to our YouTube channel to see the music video in January (which we’re buying Cheerios uniforms for) and for more Brittana songs in the future, if this one is well-received!
Lyrics
v1. You’re my favorite dolphin in the deep blue sea
And if we were gummi bears, we’d live in broccoli
But you’re still hiding behind Karofsky
I think I know why I’m such a bitch all the time
I couldn’t come to terms with wanting you to be mine
It’s so hard when you’re with some stupid guy
*If I could gather the courage to take your hand
We’d slow dance all night to “My Headband”
Will the landslide ever bring you down?
If you would take the leap, I’d be there to spot you
And we’d make sweet, sticky, hot fondue
Just say you love me, too, please, please, please*
v2. The only reason I wanted to be prom queen
Was to make a royal decree for you to be with me
I don’t know why I’m so scared, Brittany
I don’t get why you won’t tell them you’re lebanese
Then we could walk the halls with linked pinkies
I think, for you, I can forget about Artie *
~I’ll admit it wasn’t your cat that read your diary
(Fondue for two, fondue for two)
I just wanted to know if you ever wrote about me
(That’s some hot dish)
Lady kisses are more magical than Santa
(Fondue for two, fondue for two)
You don’t have to bribe me with Dots to go to prom with you, Santana~ *
(I wanna make fondue with you……Brittany)
“San, do you think they have like, a Do-You-Like-Girls scanner that you have to pass through before they let you in here?” Brittany asked, her cheeks pink. “Because with you around, there’s no way I’m gonna pass the test. I haven’t even studied.”
Santana shook her head and fought back a smile. Brittany could be ditzy, it came with the package, but she managed to make it so adorable it could give cavities. “No, Britt. Lesbians practically get an employee discount. We’re like a walking two-for-one special. Plus, did you see all of those practically naked girls in the windows? Who’s that supposed to be bringing in, men?”
“Men can wear bras if they want to. Bras are like, a civil right,” Brittany said seriously.
“A bra probably would make Finn look less squishy and moobish, I’ll give you that.”
Read the rest here, and please consider leaving a review. <3
The tighter he binds his chest
The sooner people will believe
He’s allowed in the men’s restroom
