tumblr crushes! *in which terry uses her tablet bit too enthusiastically*
I ripped all the songs from the show and uploaded them for download here. I unfortunately cannot do anything about Darren’s mic in Track 2. All dialogue has been kept in, because cutting it out would’ve made the music awkward and it also adds to the feels
- This is the End
- A Very Potter Senior Year
- Always Dance
- Get Into My Mouth
- This School is Mine
- I Was
- Everything Ends
- Get Back to Hogwarts
- Days of Summer
- Get to go to Hogwarts
all these people are actual angels. go follow them if you still don’t :D
people complaining for blaine in three songs (but not for santana in three songs this week)
12 DAYS OF DARREN: DAY 3
↳ Favorite Darren performance
“Part of Your World” - Cover by Darren Criss
“Alright, so I don’t generally YouTube things or Myspace or anything, but I’m starting to because I figure a lot people are putting covers of songs, and I figured I’d do that, so I’m gonna… do that… for this song.”
[Based loosely off of this fangirl challenge]
I wanted to make a shorter, TV oriented challenge that might force me to make some hard choices about my favorite shows. I thought I’d post it, in case anyone else wants to give it a shot!
-  tv shows
-  female characters
-  male characters
-  otps
-  bromances
-  seasons
-  episodes that make you cry
-  episodes that make you happy
-  quotes
-  holiday themed episodes
-  pilot
written for my 100 drabbles challenge.
Summary: Blaine comes home to an unusual scene.
The moment Blaine opened the door he knew something was going on. The apartment was quiet, too quiet for a Tuesday at 6 pm, and the door to the living room, unusually closed, had a piece of pink fabric tied at the doorknob.
He took off his coat and scarf and hanged them and went into the living room, trying to be as quiet as possible. His heart started racing when he saw nobody there and how all the pillows and his son’s toys were scattered all around the floor. The couch and the seats had been moved into a square distribution, and in the center of them there was a toy house that belonged to Hugo, which he hardly never used anymore because he was “a grown up now, dad!”.
He was still trying to cope with the situation when suddenly a voice came from the couch.
“Dad! You’re home!”