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Glee/Doctor Who X-over, Burt Death. Triggers: self-harm
anonymous
October 22 2011, 20:00:54 UTC
So, Burt Hummel never came out of his coma and ended up dying. Kurt's...gone just a little bit off the deep end but he's just barely keeping himself together. Barely. Thanks to Aunt Mildred and a lot of begging, he's been able to keep Child Services off his tail but he's living by himself, dealing with the shop, and the bullying's all getting worse
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Re: Glee/Doctor Who X-over, Burt Death. Triggers: self-harmsj_rOctober 23 2011, 01:50:10 UTC
Oh! Oh, yes, that would be awesome- with Nine all brutal and broken from the Time War, and Kurt discovering the beauty of the universe after it had been so cruel to him before, and then the self-harm issues- love this so much! Except for Rose- don't want to cause any wank, everybody's entitled to their own opinion, but let's say I'm not a fan. At all. But I'm now picturing Kurt in her place as Nine's first companion, and it is epic (I'm also thinking of him with Five, my most favourite Doctor, and Eleven, too, and now I can't stop picturing him with all the different incarnations). Hope this gets filled!
Re: Glee/Doctor Who X-over, Burt Death. Triggers: self-harm
anonymous
October 23 2011, 16:51:57 UTC
I think I might have to take this prompt, it's riiiiiight up my alley. And Nine is also totally my Doctor. Is it okay if I go with the "pairing-free is the way to be" credo? I personally love Rose but I don't know how confident I am with writing romance with the Doctor, especially since I've never touched Doctor Who fic before.
-FILL- Limits 1a/?haicrescendoOctober 23 2011, 21:25:40 UTC
OH MY GOD OKAY. REPOSTED. My eternal apologies. Once again, totally the anon above who mentioned wanting to fill this, and this time I am going to fix my damned typos because they were driving me insane. Not even bothering to anon for this because I'm absolutely shameless
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Re: -FILL- Limits 1b/?haicrescendoOctober 23 2011, 21:27:10 UTC
--- “Kurt, you want to stay the night with me?” Mercedes asked, sidling close to bump her friend gently with her shoulder, “Your aunt wouldn’t mind, would she?”
Kurt forced a smile and shook his head.
It was the only thing that would ever work.
Icy replies and cold looks would never work on Mercedes, never in a thousand years. She knew him too well and loved him far too much and while someone like Puck or Tina might cringe at such a tactic, she never would. Not before either, but certainly not after the heart monitor had slowed and stilled and Kurt had hurled the entire I.V. at the nurses.
He’d been screaming.
He’d screamed at the doctors for failing him and for failing the only person in the world who’d never failed him. He’d screamed at the nurses, the orderlies, the paramedics, the EMT’s.
He’d screamed at Mercedes too and had asked her, harshly and with tears slipping down his cheeks, where her God was now. She’d fallen to her knees and wept. He hadn’t broken her beliefs, but that hadn’t been his purpose. Kurt hadn’t had a
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Re: -FILL- Limits 1c/?haicrescendoOctober 23 2011, 21:29:13 UTC
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The nights were awful.
The physical pain only came in the daytime because no one in the world could be scared off by Burt Hummel anymore and Sue Sylvester couldn’t be around all the time, but Kurt much preferred it to the nights, where the shadows were so deep and dark. Sleep was always far away and always restless. Peace never came, only fear and anger and bad dreams where nothing went right. He’d give anything, absolutely anything he owned for a dream in which Burt Hummel had opened his eyes.
Kurt was so tired of being angry.
Sometimes he thought that he hurt so much that he thought that there couldn’t possibly be any room left for anger, but it was always there anyway. It was always there, bubbling just underneath the surface, just under his skin, just under him and what was left of Kurt
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-FILL- Limits 2a/?haicrescendoOctober 24 2011, 01:58:06 UTC
HEY HEY. Second, uh...movement, section, chapter thing is coming up. Revel. :) Or something. I hope whoever's reading this enjoys it, because I kind of don't know what the hell I'm doing
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Re: -FILL- Limits 2b/?haicrescendoOctober 24 2011, 02:02:08 UTC
New Kurt knew that the only thing that waited for him at home was emptiness and the only things he’d find at school were platitudes and pity, thick and nauseating
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Re: -FILL- Limits 2c/?haicrescendoOctober 24 2011, 02:09:16 UTC
“Eat your- I’m not going to eat your brain! A bit morbid, are you?”
“There are people outside who could and would easily kill me and I’m inside a police box that looks like a spaceship. I wouldn’t be missed so if you’re lying to me and you are going to eat my brain, make it quick.”
The girl sighed and rubbed her temples.
“Oh, the Doctor’s going to have a fit when he gets a load of this.” At her words, Kurt finally chanced a look, hoping that she wouldn’t still be staring intently at him. He’d never been lucky and the moment he raised his head, he got a piercing look. “What’s that all over your clothes?”
Kurt glanced down at his sleeves and sighed.
“If I’m not wrong, some repulsive mixture of spaghetti and rotten fruit.”
The girl cringed.
“Well, this wasn’t included in my instructions. Stay in the TARDIS, Rose. I’ll be back in a few hours, Rose. Lock the door, Rose,” she muttered to herself and Kurt had the distinct impression that she was mocking someone, “Well, I did all those things. Everything else is out of my book.”
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Re: -FILL- Limits 2d/?haicrescendoOctober 24 2011, 02:15:43 UTC
“Anyway, he’s just the Doctor; best leave it at that. I’m Rose, feel like getting up off the floor?” The girl -Rose, he told himself- rocked to her feet and glanced down at him, extending a hand to him. Kurt just stared at it for a few seconds, wondering about hidden tentacles or claws but finding none. “Hey, I’m human, I promise. And I won’t eat you.” She waggled her fingers and Kurt finally took her hand, warm and normal underneath his fingers.
“Uh…nice to meet you. I’m Kurt.”
Something, whatever this whole thing was, was beginning to catch up with him and Kurt tried desperately not to think about how this was working or why this huge room was inside an old police box. He had a feeling he didn’t want to know. He’d try and wash the garbage out of his clothes and hopefully his pursuers would have gotten bored by the time he was done
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I feel very strongly that Chris Colfer should be the next doctor. He would be great at that role.
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“Kurt, you want to stay the night with me?” Mercedes asked, sidling close to bump her friend gently with her shoulder, “Your aunt wouldn’t mind, would she?”
Kurt forced a smile and shook his head.
It was the only thing that would ever work.
Icy replies and cold looks would never work on Mercedes, never in a thousand years. She knew him too well and loved him far too much and while someone like Puck or Tina might cringe at such a tactic, she never would. Not before either, but certainly not after the heart monitor had slowed and stilled and Kurt had hurled the entire I.V. at the nurses.
He’d been screaming.
He’d screamed at the doctors for failing him and for failing the only person in the world who’d never failed him. He’d screamed at the nurses, the orderlies, the paramedics, the EMT’s.
He’d screamed at Mercedes too and had asked her, harshly and with tears slipping down his cheeks, where her God was now. She’d fallen to her knees and wept. He hadn’t broken her beliefs, but that hadn’t been his purpose. Kurt hadn’t had a ( ... )
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The nights were awful.
The physical pain only came in the daytime because no one in the world could be scared off by Burt Hummel anymore and Sue Sylvester couldn’t be around all the time, but Kurt much preferred it to the nights, where the shadows were so deep and dark. Sleep was always far away and always restless. Peace never came, only fear and anger and bad dreams where nothing went right. He’d give anything, absolutely anything he owned for a dream in which Burt Hummel had opened his eyes.
Kurt was so tired of being angry.
Sometimes he thought that he hurt so much that he thought that there couldn’t possibly be any room left for anger, but it was always there anyway. It was always there, bubbling just underneath the surface, just under his skin, just under him and what was left of Kurt ( ... )
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“There are people outside who could and would easily kill me and I’m inside a police box that looks like a spaceship. I wouldn’t be missed so if you’re lying to me and you are going to eat my brain, make it quick.”
The girl sighed and rubbed her temples.
“Oh, the Doctor’s going to have a fit when he gets a load of this.” At her words, Kurt finally chanced a look, hoping that she wouldn’t still be staring intently at him. He’d never been lucky and the moment he raised his head, he got a piercing look. “What’s that all over your clothes?”
Kurt glanced down at his sleeves and sighed.
“If I’m not wrong, some repulsive mixture of spaghetti and rotten fruit.”
The girl cringed.
“Well, this wasn’t included in my instructions. Stay in the TARDIS, Rose. I’ll be back in a few hours, Rose. Lock the door, Rose,” she muttered to herself and Kurt had the distinct impression that she was mocking someone, “Well, I did all those things. Everything else is out of my book.” ( ... )
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“Uh…nice to meet you. I’m Kurt.”
Something, whatever this whole thing was, was beginning to catch up with him and Kurt tried desperately not to think about how this was working or why this huge room was inside an old police box. He had a feeling he didn’t want to know. He’d try and wash the garbage out of his clothes and hopefully his pursuers would have gotten bored by the time he was done ( ... )
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You just...
How did you do that?
How did you just break my heart whilst simultaneously making me so so happy?
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(P.S. It's because I'm magic ohohohohoho.)
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