Lea doing the whole “gay arm” thing. Remember, kids - girlfriends that gay arm together stay together.
Oh yeah, so here’s that achele smut from last night. It was sparked by this idea: “Achele Mutual Masturbation. Maybe Lea doesn’t want to cheat on Theo (DO YOU REMEMBER THEO??) but she’s horny and she wants Dianna so she’s in Dianna’s room, near-naked on Dianna’s bed, touching herself while Dianna watches.”
this year at the golden globes Lea Michele will be presenting an award instead of her fingers to Dianna Agron in the ladies’ room during commercial breaks
CB:So there was hestation on Naya’s part, but you were all for going hard [with aggression in a scene]?
DA: Well, you do things within safety limitations [laughs]. But I think if you trust and love somebody enough, like I love Naya, it make things a little bit easier to go a little bit further. It’s a great scene. The moment reminds me very much of Season 1. There’s a lot of emotion.
so Dianna isn’t afraid to hurt Naya for work but when it comes to Lea, she wouldn’t hurt that pretty face no no?
Imagine your OTP sending anon hate to several blogs, high-fiving each other after doing so, and ending the hate fest with laughing manically with salads on a plate.
I want Taylor Swift to hook up with Dianna Agron and write a song about it and then have Lea Michele cover it on glee
you can only ship something so much before realizing 90% of the shippers live in a delusional fan bubble
Artist: Lana Del Rey
Album: Video Games - Single
Plays: 1211
It’s you, it’s you, it’s all for you
Everything I do
I tell you all the time; Heaven is a place on earth with you
co-mod needed for a faberry blog and an achele blog
So, hey. I’ve been going through my saved urls lately, trying to clean them out (I’ve cut down about 20 - goodness) and it came to my attention that I currently have two blogs that aren’t being actively run, but should be. I’d like to start posting on both of them again, but I don’t want to get into the same situation as I did before where I can’t keep up with the material that I want to post and have the blogs die again. Therefore, I’m looking for one person per blog to help me run them. Here’s a little information about them to help you out.
1) Chicken Soup for the Faberry Soul - When I made this blog, I was at a point in my life where I needed something to make me feel better. I found myself searching for a lot of fluffy, low-angst Faberry fanfic, and sharing it with others that also needed cheering up. The point of this blog is to be a sort of feel-good Faberry blog. It reblogs art, makes fic rec, and takes submissions for anything under the sun.
2) Hey Girl, It’s Achele - Inspired by all of those “hey girl” blogs out there, but Hey Girl, It’s KStew in particular. This one was pretty fun, but I quickly ran out of my own material and the incoming submissions weren’t enough to keep it on its feet. I don’t even know how to describe this blog… cheesy? Silly? Not sure. You can see for yourself what it’s like. If you want to help with this one, it’s highly recommended that you have photoshop or an image-editing program of some kind.
If you’re interested in helping me run either (or both!) of these blogs, drop me a message and we can discuss tactics. Thanks!
“Lea. Come with me. Think of what we could do…together.” Dianna holds her hand out imploringly, and when Lea doesn’t immediately respond, she presses on. “Together, we’re unlimited. Together, we’ll be the greatest team there’s ever been.” Lea’s eyes shine with understanding at the quote, which encourages Dianna. “Dreams the way we planned ‘em—”
“—If we work in tandem,” she finishes softly, a smile threatening at the corner of her lips.
Dianna actually does smile at this and reaches forward to clasp Lea’s hand in her own. “Just you and I. What do you say?”
Deep brown meets fierce hazel and as she looks down into Lea’s eyes, Dianna sincerely thinks that Lea is actually on board with this. But then Lea shifts her eyes downward, and her chin wobbles, and a sharp pang hits Dianna right in the chest.
“I hope you’re happy,” she mumbles, still staring at the ground. Something wet hits Dianna’s shoe - with a start, she realizes that it’s one of Lea’s tears.
“You too.” She moves forward and wraps the other woman in a tight hug for what will surely be the last time for a very long while.
Unsurprisingly, Lea is the first to draw back. She studies Dianna’s face for a moment before planting a tender kiss on her cheek. Lea squeezes Dianna’s hand one last time and walks away.
All Dianna can do is stand there and watch Lea make her way back into the writers’ room. She squeeze the crumpled contract in her hand until Lea looks back at her longingly, takes a deep breath, and closes the door behind her.
you know you have an achelediction when you’re listening to somebody to love and get all weepy at the exact moment when you know that the handhold happens
