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You Are Mine
Character: Kurt H., Blaine A.
Every sub grows up dreaming of their perfect Dom, and Blaine Anderson is no different. He soon learns though that perfect isn’t always what people think it will be, the best things in life don’t come easy, and sometimes the future is even better than our dreams. **Klaine endgame, D/s warnings inside. **
Not sure if anyone else has said this yet, but based on the spec that Blaine is in LA next season…I was wondering if it was foreshadowing by the writers when Blaine says “No Oscar is worth that” after taking a sip of his cleanse at the end of the episode. I would have expected his to say “Tony” instead!
I think a big part of why I read way more fanfiction than books is that there’s just a hell of a lot less exposition
the first 10 pages of most books are always “these are the main characters and here’s some background on each of them and this is the setting etc etc” and it’s such a fucking hassle getting to the plot sometimes
fanfic is just like “fuck it you know all of this already let’s go”
The best part about cutting it down to a smaller cast?
EVERYONE was involved in the A, B, or C plot. Everyone had something to do. No one was sitting in the back of the choir room, nodding along, with the knowledge that we won’t hear from them for three episodes until we cycle around to their bit and we just have to assume that they go about their daily lives.
We got to hang out a bit with everyone. And I loved it.
I do wonder often whether anyone has ever pointed out to Chris just how fanfiction-y ‘The Land of Stories’ is… More than that, the latest instalment looks like it might be a bit historical rpf-y.
I, of course, am not judging. I’m just wondering whether he knows and how he feels about it.
THIS THIS THIS THIS THIS
I’ve always said this. Chris and Darren both are some of the biggest fanfic writers. As is Ryan Murphy if you look at the New Normal/Glee parallels.
I have predicted the future
Kurt, Santana, and Mercedes will not lie on some nasty floor. They to classy for that.
How did I not spot this? Also look at Rachel.
(This note was written to accompany my last reblog. The original conversation sounds so defeated and sad that I just didn’t have the heart to add to a pile-on; what’s done is done. But here is what I think about it, because boy, what a common fannish experience that we probably don’t talk about often enough.)
I think that meeting the object of fannish devotion is something that every fan needs to have a come-to-jesus moment with themselves on, and I’m posting this because I think it’s helpful for getting there.