1. lilieaurelie:

    Dianna Agron arrives at MySpace party

     
     

  2. nakedfabray:

    faberry week | day 4 - historical au

    Titanic!Faberry

    Quinn: Where to, Miss?

    Rachel: To the stars.

     

  3. iamaslowdyingflower:

    Faberry week: Day 4 - Historical AU

    Quin as Shosanna and Rachel as Marcel in Inglourious Basterds.

    “Rachel, burn it down.”
    “Oui, Quinn”.

     

  4. quinnfabrai:

    Faberry Week: day 4 - Historical AU

     

  5. Faberry!AU | Historical Faberry. Quinn as a knight, Rachel as her queen.

     

  6. tracylaurencook:

    Faberry Week - Day Four - Historical AU

    • Faberry in the 1950’s
     

  7. tracylaurencook:

    Faberry Week - Day 4 - Historical AU

    • Faberry in the 1920’s
     

  8. lrbcn:

    Faberry Week - Day 4: Historical AU

    Quinn and Rachel as a Roman patrician and her slave.

     

  9. jennception:

    AfterEllen’s 2013 Hot 100 Part 2 (50-1)

    4. Dianna Agron

    BORN: April 30, 1986 (age 27) Savannah, Georgia

    HEIGHT: 5’ 6” (1.68 m)

    SCORES HOTNESS POINTS FOR…

    When Quinn Fabray hooked up with Santana Lopez on Glee this year, it made our hearts hammer in our chests. Of course, seeing Dianna Agron almost always has that effect on us, no matter what she’s doing.

    FOLLOW HER ON TWITTER: DiannaAgron

     

  10. reginamea:

    Faberry Week 2013, Day 4: historical AU - 1930s

    “It’s true, y’know…” She trailed off for a second and Rachel, still enraptured by the words this woman had just spoken to her, lifted her eyes, the blush still rosy on her cheeks.

    And there was Quinn … this woman who Rachel had found as mysterious and untamed as this strange new country, so puzzling that Rachel found her thoughts straying, contemplating,studying Quinn as though she was a rare breed of cryptofauna, native only to this remote part of this very country; there Quinn was, looking right back at her, seeming to stare straight into the very core of her soul, and Rachel shuddered.

    “I wouldn’t have said it if it wasn’t true,” Quinn whispered. “I know you don’t think I’m much of an Einstein, but even I can tell truth from lies and good from evil and beauty from ugliness. And you, Miss Rachel, are beautiful.”

    And Rachel, in reply, found the words tumbling from her lips without thought, “oh, Quinn,” sighing, “you are so much more.”

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