I am an amateur writer trying to get published, a lover of books and eloquence, a Potter fanatic, a nerdfighter, and a huge geek in general. This is a place to post those things I find amusing or interesting. Is what I said at first. Pretty much this is a place for me to flail in my fandoms. Run while you can.July- August: 7/ 15 books. 46% done!
We know that Moriarty leaves Grimm’s Fairy Tales as a clue for Sherlock to find the abducted children. But what if he also leaves this book as a clue to the IOU riddle?
It’s obvious that Sherlock doesn’t believe for one second in the binary code – the “code” he’s tapping out in Bart’s is…
This is by far the most fascinating Reichenbach theory I’ve come across. If it isn’t canon, I don’t know WHAT is.
AU: Spy!Klaine. Kurt and Blaine are from enemy organizations. They fight each other and fuck each other. Their one rule: no feelings.
It should have been very simple, Blaine thought, hearing the splash of the shower spray in the bathroom and the squeak of the tub as Kurt climbed in. It should have been easy: don’t fall in love. He’d done it a hundred times before; what made Kurt so different?
He didn’t exactly have an answer to that, but he didn’t really need to. All he needed was to know that Kurt was different, that this thing they had went deeper than just sex. That maybe, just maybe, he might be falling in love.
He shook his head violently. No. That wasn’t possible. He couldn’t be falling in love with Kurt, he just couldn’t. They were supposed to be enemies! Just this affair was dangerous enough; if they tried to have a relationship, they’d probably be killed.
Try telling that to his heart, though. He felt it’s beating quicken as his thoughts wandered perilously towards the idea of Kurt as his boyfriend, his husband, a father…a father with him, carrying a little girl with long, dark curls, or a tiny boy with bright, blue-green eyes…
But no. Blaine sighed, running his fingers through his hair distractedly as he heard Kurt climb out of the shower and the spray shut off. He froze, caught red-handed, and could only waited, unbreathing, as Kurt dried himself off and got dressed again, before walking back out into the bedroom to join Blaine.
“Are you okay?” he asked, winding his arms around Blaine’s waist and pressing light kisses to his neck.
“Yeah, no, I’m fine.”
“Are you sure?” Kurt asked. “You seem tense. Talk to me?”
Blaine sighed, tipping his head to one side to grant Kurt’s lips better access. “I…I kinda need to tell you something.”
“What is it?”
“…I’m in love with you.”
Take two for the Weasley Twins: After ten years as the Hogwarts double act, Harry Potter’s chums have ditched their ginger hair dye to head for Hollywood
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