Dreams in Ink

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"Maybe in season 4"

— Ian Brennan, about Faberry. (via quimily)

illkissyou:

Holy shit, you guys. I was rewatching the memoriam of the Emmy’s. Can you imagine in 60-70 years we’ll be watching and some new celebrities will be singing and Dianna’s face will flash across the screen with a quote, and then Lea’s, and Naya, and Heather. There will be clips of their acting and their smiling faces. Then will come Jenna, and Amber, Mark, Harry, Chord, Cory, all of them. Pictures of their red carpet walks will flash, sad music will play, maybe the year they were born and the year they died. We’ll all be watching and suddenly we’ll remember glee. We’ll remember the fandom, the ships, the cast. We’ll remember this website, we won’t remember the name, with the manips and the spoilers. We’ll all, all over the world, begin to mutually weep. Can you guys even imagine this?