Your face, sir
Tom Postilio & Mickey Conlon: At around 1:00 AM on Sunday, Darren Criss decided it would be a really good idea for all of us to drop-in to Marie’s Crisis. Four hours, forty showtunes, and a grilled cheese later, it turned out that he was right.
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Teen Wolf AU: Stiles decides it’s about time someone told Derek how important he is, and taught him that sometimes people just say or do nice things about you without wanting anything in return.
#he’s so fucking SEXY HERE #LIKE JESUS FUCKING CHRIST WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE KURT HUMMEL #it’s my headcanon that he and blaine came together for the first time the night before kurt’s transfer #it was all rutting together in the backseat of kurt’s car and kurt knew that he was getting close and could tell that blaine was #and they usually stopped at that point #but they weren’t going to see each other as much anymore #and the feelings were just too much #so there was a mumbled ‘we can stop’ ‘i don’t want to’ ‘neither do i’ #and then they came and they clung to each other #and after that kurt felt like a wicked sex god
Stop teasing me I need a fic about this. Now.
You know why I love AUs? Because the whole point of them is that everything is changed, and yet these two people are still going to meet and fall in love- that they’re so set in stone and so meant to be that you can change literally everything in a hundred universes and they’ll fall in love over and over again.
(AN: This is the last chapter of Boy Meets Boy and we wanted to take this opportunity to thank every one of you for reading it and all your wonderful comments. This was our first attempt at writing Klaine fanfiction and the response was more than we ever could have imagined. We so loved writing…
Anonymous prompted:Klaine just got done settling into their apartment and Kurt is tired as heck but Blaine is a bouncy, excited puppy and he’s full of energy and it’s driving Kurt insane so he goes “why don’t you use that energy for something other than making me go crazy” and Blaine’s like “I thought you liked it when I make you go crazy” and he teases Kurt for a while, kissing him and annoying him a little but Kurt can’t really be mad at him, and then Blaine fucks Kurt
A/N: So I had a few anons this morning asking for top!Blaine and I promised I’d try. This is the result. I hope you enjoy! :)
“So, what do you want to do now?” Blaine lets himself fall sideways onto the bed they just finished setting up, grinning eagerly.
Kurt, sprawled on his back and arms stretched out to the side, body aching from an entire day of carrying boxes, snorts indelicately. “Mostly, I want to go to sleep. I think I don’t even want to bother finding the sheets. I’m just gonna sleep like this. For at least eight hours.”
i was doing some glee reverse gifs for fun
looks like Blaine got back from work late
and doesn’t want to wake kurt up
so he cuddles him softly
because he can’t sleep any other way
darren-lea prompted: Would you consider writing blind!Blaine getting the opportunity to have his eyesight restored and even though there’s still a high chance it won’t be but he decides to take it. Kurt’s with him when they see the result and Blaine wants to see is Kurt first and when they remove the wrap from his eyes he sees Kurt for the first time ever and starts crying and Kurt thinks it didn’t work but it did and Blaine’s crying because he can finally see his gorgeous husband(note that even with research i took a few liberties for the sake of the prompt and because hey, it’s fiction)
There are empty coffee cups stacked four deep on the chair next to the bed in Blaine’s exam room, evidence of Kurt’s proclivity to chain-drink caffeine when stressed. The doctor is a lot later in coming to exam Blaine than he’d said he would be, and despite Blaine’s understanding, laidback attitude about it Kurt knows that he’s antsy and nervous, too.
“Where is he?” Kurt asks, not even bothering to try and disguise the agitated whine in his voice. He takes to pacing by the window, hands jittering as he flutters them. “He said he’d be here ten minutes ago.”