Darren Criss is my life, universe, everything. Just like whole Team StarKid.
Lovingly related to Melissa Benoist, Mia Swier, Lucy Hale and Dianna Agron.
Typical fangirl. Sees gays everywhere and ships everyone with everything.
Klaine is ruining my life no matter what's going on.
Pretty Little Liars, The New Normal, The Vampire Diaries, Grey's Anatomy.
Mumford & Sons, Ed Sheeran, Jason Mraz, The Beatles, Of Monsters And Men, Coldplay, BOY, OneRepublic, Florence + The Machine, Freelance Whales, Charlene Kaye, BIGkids, Jim and The Povolos.
Phew. That was a lot.
You gotta boom, man!
i got tired of moaning about the finale and just decided to fix it instead because i just need to see how kurt’s feeling okay okay cool
As dinner dates go (it’s not a date, it’s not a date), this one’s pretty weird. These are two completely charming lesbians, of course, but Kurt had figured Blaine would want to be alone with him. He’s a little relieved, actually. The last thing he needs is a candlelit evening alone with Blaine. He’s still reeling from everything with his dad, and he knows a few kind words, Blaine’s hand holding his, those stupid golden eyes… it would be hard to hold back. And he needs to hold back. Needs Blaine to stop doing that… that thing he keeps doing.
There’s only really one topic on everyone’s minds, though, and it seems kind of deliberate. Kurt glances at Blaine, eyes narrowed, only to see him beaming at the ladies, head tilted to the side, eyes aglow with all the talk of marriage. He can’t ignore it when Blaine does that thing, making that face again when he hears ‘we broke up twice’ and it feels like a setup, plain and simple, until he realises it’s not for him. The proposal is adorable, and it makes him feel a lot less tense, until about twenty minutes later. Jan looks at Blaine pointedly and pretty much gives everything away.
“It doesn’t matter how long it takes when you know you’ve got forever.”
schmackie prompted : Kurt and Blaine at Finchel’s wedding in the future!
How about Kurt toasting as Rachel’s Man of Honor. One of them catching the bouquet.Kurt and Blaine slow dancing. Shoving cake in each others faces. Kurt sitting on Blaine’s lap to talk about their own wedding (this one i really want. mainly just the lap sitting) and then them dancing for fun. :) hooray! Hope you’re still taking prompts :)Ah, that happy glow one gets after the wedding is over - when you’re not of the married people that is …
[UHQ] Darren Criss accepts a check for Unicef from the Hollywood Foreign Press Association to help with Philippines disaster relief on March 8, 2012
Short tattoo!klaine
Blaine stops, his sense of coherency betraying him for a second.
“Well?” Kurt ventures, hands gripping to show Blaine the inside of his left thigh.
Blaine gently outlines the angry blush on Kurt’s skin, immediately recoiling when Kurt winces slightly. “You got a tattoo.”
For my wifey, Shan. Shameless
and a little naughtyKlaine schmoop. Wherein there are lots of kisses, S4 was a fever dream, and junior!gate never happened.Kurt’s suitcases sat by the door.
“I wish I didn’t have to leave,” Kurt sniffled.
“I don’t,” Blaine answered, his voice soft, warm, and sure. Kurt loosened their embrace, unhooked his chin from its resting place over Blaine’s shoulder, and leaned back just enough for Blaine to see the question in his furrowed brow.
A small, confident smile began to tug at the corner of Blaine’s mouth. “Kurt, you were meant for this,” Blaine breathed as he wiped a stray tear from Kurt’s cheek. “It’s your dream. You’re taking a real Broadway show on the road. Of course you should leave.”
Title: Rome
author: Knittywriter
Summary: Kurt and Blaine are visiting Rome!
warnings: none. Except may induce extreme cravings for gelato, cappucino and/or cornetti.
Rating: R?
Notes: Rome is my favorite city in the world, Italian is my favorite language. I’m not from there, but I always feel at home when I visit. This is my little love story to that city — these are my thoughts and impressions of it.
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The light in Rome is different from New York. It feels closer to the sun – everything is edged in gold, everything gilt and glowing from within.
Blaine blossoms here, in this light, shedding the layers of careful reserve he’d cultivated in Ohio, and even still retained to a degree in New York. Rome gets to see the Blaine closer to how Kurt sees him – radiant and expressive and complex.
anon prompted: I’d adore if you could do one with Kurt’s reaction to hearing Blaine swear for the first time (preferably in bed, but anywhere will do)
okay, so i’m still not overly comfortable with writing anything near smut or whatever, but i compromised. it’s early-ish!klaine.
personally, i think it turned out shit, but meh.
The thing about kissing Blaine, Kurt had discovered within the first few wonderful weeks of dating him, was that it was similar to eating or drinking something amazing. One kiss wasn’t enough to satisfy; all it did was make him want more.
It usually started off as something relatively innocent. A peck, a chaste kiss, and the next thing Kurt knew, they were making out on his bed. Not that he was complaining, of course. He’d never complain about that.
whilelifepassesby prompted: klaine having sex in kurt’s bedroom and burt suddenly comes home so they have to end really quickly so he won’t discover them
“Oh fuck. Blaine, right there,” Kurt moans out, gripping the sheets on either side of him tightly as Blaine fucks into him fast and hard. Blaine has purposefully been sexually frustrating Kurt all day, from the way he chewed on the tip of his pen in history class to the dirty things he whispered in Kurt’s ear as they passed by each other in the hallway to the way he ate his banana at lunch. Seriously, no one puts that much of the banana in their mouth before they take a bite.
Basically, Kurt has been fighting an erection all day so as soon as the bell rang he dragged Blaine out of school, shoved him inside of his car, and kissed him long and dirty, not caring who saw them. He pulled back whispering to Blaine that no one would be home for a couple hours and he’s been hard all day and he needs Blaine to fuck him.
Originally posted here as a prompt fill. Reposting so that it can be rebloggable. :)
“Kurt’s on his lunch break at work and he gets a few text messages from Blaine, that’s pretty normal, but Blaine starts sending raunchy pictures of himself in his underwear. Kurt goes back to work but Blaine keeps going all afternoon. By the time he gets on the train home and Blaine’s lost the clothes altogether.”
Kurt doesn’t “take lunch” at Vogue until Blaine moves in, and then he actually has a reason to want to stop at some point and contact the outside world. His co-workers tease him to no end, so he eventually ends up walking somewhere to get something to eat and chatting with Blaine along the way.
He’s halfway down the block when he taps an unread text from Blaine and—walks right into a garbage can, because there’s what looks like Blaine from the hip down, dress pants around his thighs, button down gaping open with just an undershirt beneath, and some very flattering black underwear.
