becbecbobec Don’t kill my vibe
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Sinking ‘verse: “…there’s something about you that makes me want to keep you smiling.”
a/n: god these boys are going to ruin me; mid-November
(heads-up for harassment and a bit of the non-sexy kind of slut shaming followed by sickeningly sweet sweetness ugh)
how they met | rumors and a proposition | scandals | confirmation | cherry blossoms | meeting burt (&finn, again) | blaine’s surprise | first date | secret’s out | scandals v2 - chrono
He was really starting to regret not driving to Sam’s place.
Blaine turned off the sidewalk to walk behind a series of buildings in the middle of Lima, hoping that the freezing wind would carry the snow around the brick figures rather than into his face. It was the first snow of the season, as Blaine’s luck would have it, and he still had a long way to walk before he reached his house.
“Dude, just hang out somewhere until it gets better.” Blaine sighed loudly into his phone and zipped his jacket up as much as possible.
“You know it’ll just get worse,” he said to Sam. “I’ll be fine.”
“Okay. Just don’t, you know, let your big toe freeze off. I heard about this guy—”
“Sam. I’ll text you if I figure out that math problem, alright?”
“Oh, thanks man! Later.”
“Bye.”
I had to. ;_; Forgive me.
Fluff. CWM reaction/spoiler spec fic.
He loses it backstage after he performs “Against All Odds (Take A Look At Me Now)” for the NYADA representative He’s not sure why, precisely; he had been steady throughout the entire song, but there’s just something about the empty, dark auditorium that takes whatever he has left of his composure and shreds it to pieces.
He’d originally planned to sing “Something’s Coming” from West Side Story for his audition. It had been a solid audition choice; he had the look, the range, and the passion to pull it off and he knew it.
But this song had come up on his “Win Back Kurt” playlist last night and before he’d known it he was pulling the sheet music off the internet, rearranging it a little and perfecting it at the piano.
@chordoverstreet: Bout to try my first time at yoga. Or should I say… #broga
Darren Criss at the 2013 Met Gala Red Carpet (1080p) [by AmericanVogue]
nc-17, ~1900 words. written for strangesilences as part of the klaine wedding minibang! a sort of canon-inspired au in which TBU never happened (because fuck that noise) and instead kurt and blaine maintained a successful long-distance relationship during blaine’s senior year of high school. contains rimming and sacrilegious behavior. :D?
01. They Don’t.
He knows it’s a little — okay, a lot — tacky to be fumbling with Blaine’s zipper in the backseat, sun streaming through the car windows as the guests make their way into the church. It’s true, wedding hookups are more or less de rigueur, as much a tradition as something old and something new, but he’s also aware that they usually come later, after hearts have been warmed by the vows and everything else has been warmed by a few rounds of champagne toasts. Probably pawing somewhat desperately at your boyfriend’s dick, eight minutes before your former teacher’s wedding ceremony is scheduled to begin, is a little outside the norm, but then again — he’s Kurt Hummel, he’s always been a trendsetter.
