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"Once upon a time, an egg hatched. But instead of being a bird, it was a Pettyartist. The birds got mad at her, but then she was saved by a wizard. They then flew off into Hogwarts where Pettyartist was raised as a Ravenclaw (since she was almost a bird) until she found her true calling was Hufflepuff. The end."


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Posts tagged Until my dying breath

Dec 26 '11

Until My Dying Breath, Part 8

16 notes Tags: I need part 9 like I need air until my dying breath fanfic emilianadarling

Nov 15 '11

I forgot there’s always a part two to each chapter of Until My Dying Breath.

it’s like f&^%^@ Christmas.

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Nov 15 '11

Reading chapter 6 of “Until my Dying Breath”

^ Me the entire time.

2 notes Tags: Until My Dying Breath fic rec kjghgjkjgkdghdfkgjhdfgjdhg holy mother of moses

Nov 4 '11

 And Kurt is standing there, right in front of the door that is the only  way in or out. Hair styled in a messy, casual way; dressed in a shirt  and jacket and soaked, absolutely soaked, in blood. His whole body is  covered in splashes and smears of brown-red; steeped into his clothes in  great swathes. His face, strangely, is practically clean; there are  only the tiny splatters and spots across his perfect pale features, not a  massive smear around his mouth. Instead, Kurt’s lips are decorated with  a delighted, ecstatic grin. Stretching his smile wide across his face,  eyes sparkling and bright and blue. 
 He’s here. In person, in real life; not over the phone or behind a  barrier, but real and murderous and in front of him right now. There is  absolutely nothing between them. 
 When he speaks, Kurt’s voice takes on a high, sing-song quality; like a  child winning at hide and seek after a very long game. Smirking and  self-satisfied and very, very pleased with himself. 
 “Got you,” says Kurt, his lips stretched into a wide, sinister smile as  he tilts his head and stares, and there is nowhere left for Blaine to  run. 


Some really quick, rushed fanart of vampire!Kurt from emilianadarling's fic, “Until My Dying Breath”.

I nearly had a heart attack when this heppened.

You should all read it.
Like now.

And Kurt is standing there, right in front of the door that is the only way in or out. Hair styled in a messy, casual way; dressed in a shirt and jacket and soaked, absolutely soaked, in blood. His whole body is covered in splashes and smears of brown-red; steeped into his clothes in great swathes. His face, strangely, is practically clean; there are only the tiny splatters and spots across his perfect pale features, not a massive smear around his mouth. Instead, Kurt’s lips are decorated with a delighted, ecstatic grin. Stretching his smile wide across his face, eyes sparkling and bright and blue.

He’s here. In person, in real life; not over the phone or behind a barrier, but real and murderous and in front of him right now. There is absolutely nothing between them.

When he speaks, Kurt’s voice takes on a high, sing-song quality; like a child winning at hide and seek after a very long game. Smirking and self-satisfied and very, very pleased with himself.

“Got you,” says Kurt, his lips stretched into a wide, sinister smile as he tilts his head and stares, and there is nowhere left for Blaine to run.

Some really quick, rushed fanart of vampire!Kurt from emilianadarling's fic, “Until My Dying Breath”.

I nearly had a heart attack when this heppened.

You should all read it.

Like now.

87 notes Tags: Until my dying breath fanart fic fic rec glee doodle Kurt Hummel Kurt emilianadarling

Nov 4 '11

5 notes Tags: Glee fic rec Until my dying breath klaine fic