I'm Brazilian. Christian.
I love X-Files and both Mulder and Scully. I think they have the most beautiful love on tv and Chris Carter is a genius!
I love House and I don't care for ships on this show, except for Hilson in a friendship level.
I ship Kurt and Blaine HARD! And I'm also completely in love for Blaine Anderson.
I'm now a little obsessed for Darren Criss... he's kind of amazing and lighten up my days like a motherfucker lamp.
Shows I'm watching now: X-Files, House, Once Upon a Time, Chuck, Glee (next season maybe I'll be moving to klaine-edits... This show... I s2g), Supernatural, White Collar, Bones, The Office...
I blog about all this and anything that catches my attention.
My english sucks and you can correct me anytime if you want to... I'll love you forever.
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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
for chella, who wanted nothing but schmoop about blaine’s eyelashes ♥ (R)
Mornings like these are easily Kurt’s favourite; he wakes to finding Blaine, deep asleep, practically on top of his chest, his mouth a little open and arms wrapped around Kurt’s waist.
As much as they like to fall asleep in a tangled mess, holding each other, usually it doesn’t last long since Blaine has a habit of flopping around like a seal in his sleep, legs kicking and body tossing and turning, and most of the time he ends up on the other side of the bed – if not on the floor.
klaine advent calendar meme, day 24
Anonymous prompted: sneaky
PG, 900+ words. a thousand thank yous to bowery for helping me write this ♥
(tag / list of prompts)Blaine stands on his tiptoes, reaching in to hide the small box right behind Kurt’s perfume bottle ornament when he hears the soft shuffle of feet behind him.
“You coming to bed?” Kurt asks, and Blaine spins around.
“Yeah, of course, I’m just— I was just looking at the tree,” he finishes awkwardly, but Kurt doesn’t seem to notice. He looks like he was falling asleep in the bedroom, actually, because his eyes are heavy and his hair is sticking out on one side. Blaine feels his chest swell and Kurt starts walking toward him, his smile glowing warmly in the soft light of the tree.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”
“Yeah,” Blaine says, not looking away from Kurt. “It is.”
Kurt flushes and laughs, ducking his head. “Come on to bed, sweetie. I feel like if I leave you here you’re going to shake presents until you figure out what I’ve gotten you.”
BLAINE’S SMILE IS SO CUTE LIKE THE ENORMOUS ONE WHERE ALL OF HIS TEETH SHOW AND HIS EYES DISAPPEAR IMAGINE KURT PINNING HIM TO THE COUCH AND JUST TICKLING HIM LIKE CRAZY AND MAKING BLAINE SHRIEK WITH LAUGHTER AND KICK HIS FEET BEGGING KURT TO STOP BUT KURT JUST TICKLES HIM HARDER AND KISSES HIS CHEEK OVER AND OVER AND GOES “YOU’RE SO CUTE YOU’RE SO CUTE YOU’RE SO CUTE” AND BLAINE’S LIKE “KURTTTT PLEEEEEHEHEASE I’M DYHAHAHAHAHIIING”
Apparently I’m stuck in the It’s A Wonderful Life verse…
Kurt tied the laces of his ice skates tightly around his ankles before hobbling to his feet awkwardly.
The Westerville skating rink was the nearest one that he could go to without running into any neanderthals from school and so he traversed an hour away too get the little bit of Christmas time that he was anticipating.
After a wobbly circuit around the ring with his hand on the edge, he started jerkily skating as Michael Buble and Shania Twain started singing White Christmas over the speakers.
Kurt kept his torso bent, plodding through the ice, ignoring the rush of blood to his cheeks as he saw couples skating around each other with ease and grace.
I’m dreaming of a white Christmas
Just like the ones I used to know
Where the treetops glisten and children listen
To hear sleigh bells in the snow…
Kurt started skating towards the middle as he hummed along to the song, singing Shania’s part under his breath as he attempted to straighten up. “I’m dreaming of a white Christmas with every Christmas card I write.” He lifted his leg up at an attempt at his own sort of move. “May your days be merry and—”
He gasped as he wobbled dangerously, losing his footing.
“Gotcha!” a voice breathed heavily in his ear as warm hands steadied his waist. “I’ve got you. Are you okay?”
Kurt firmly planted his blades in the ice before looking up, gulping at the flashing white teeth and the blinking gold eyes and the immaculately gelled hair. “I…I’m fine. just haven’t skated in a while…”
“Just try to be more careful next time,” the boy laughed before holding out a hand. “My name’s Blaine.”
“Kurt.”
“Kurt,” Blaine said with a smile. Suddenly he was leaning in and Kurt’s eyes went wide, breath catching in his throat. But Blaine just squeezed Kurt’s hand tighter and pulled him along the ice. “Come on. We’ll practice.”
omg but can you imagine Kurt and Blaine walking through the streets of Manhattan during Christmas time and the city’s all lit up with Christmas lights and there are fat snowflakes floating down everywhere and they’re all bundled up in their pea coats and thick wooly scarves and they got steamy eggnog lattes and are sipping them and Blaine keeps looking down at Kurt’s empty hand and Kurt really wants Blaine to hold it but they’re just friends now and Blaine asks Kurt if he’s blushing and Kurt says no it’s just the cold (but it’s really Blaine) and then their fingers somehow end up lacing together and they just keep walking, secretly hiding smiles from each other but then they crowd close together because it’s chilly out and fjkdsl;afjkdl;safjkdl;safjkdl;saj
I literally just flailed
Made for the “We Will Get Through This” project :).
Prompt 1: Past!Klaine - Victorian!Klaine
Kurt and Blaine both come from wealthy families and have been friends since their childhood. They end up falling in love with each other and date secretly. Even though it’s hard, they love each other dearly and take all the little moments of intimacy they can. One day, Rachel (who is one of Kurt’s closest friends) discovers their relationship. Kurt and Blaine are scared she will be disgusted and/or will denounce them but she happens to be not that surprised and is quite supportive to their secret love story (which is “quite romantic!!”). Thanks to her help they will manage to get to spend even more time together :).
And at the end Kurt and Blaine live happy together in a little house hidden in the countryside.
…”…and I swear! all of us where so shocked when suddenly she…she…uhh…”
“what? what did she do then?”
“I’m sorry. sometimes I forget how to speak because you…you look so stunning.”
“…”
“what?”
“now I don’t know what to say.”
“maybe we should kiss.”
“I think we should.”
“I think it might be letting up a little,” Kurt says, since the sound of the rain beating down on the leaves above them has quieted down some. “Care to brave it?”
Blaine bites his lip in thought, squinting at Kurt from underneath their blanket. “Not yet.”
Kurt’s about to ask why, his eyebrows raised and the words on his tongue, but then Blaine is leaning in and cupping Kurt’s face with his free hands, brushing away raindrops with his thumbs as he presses his lips to Kurt’s.
ann wrote this adorable ficlet & it was so cute i wanted to die, so here’s a quick sketch before i go to sleep :x
(Source: seasonofstars)
“Phew! That wave was a big one.” Blaine sighed wiping his brow.
“Yeah. Is it just me or do they seem to be getting more organized?” Kurt pondered as he reloaded his gun.
“Worried about a zombie army?” There was that infamous smirk, the one that made Kurt melt. When he’d met Blaine four months ago after the first wave of infestation and agreed to the offer of a partnership, he never thought that he would actually need Blaine for survival. Now he found he needed him more than uninfected water.
“Haha.” He deadpanned. “That kind of stuff only happens in horror movies.”
“And shooting groups of zombies one heat shot at a time from the top of a building isn’t?” They both chuckled.
“You make a good point, but whatever happens, armies of zombies or not, we’ll deal with it.”
“Together.” Kurt met his gaze and felt his heart flutter.
“Right. Together.” They stayed staring for a few second before Kurt coughed and turned away with a blush.
“So,” Blaine changed the subject, “How many did you get?” They’d taken to keeping tallies of their head shots and making small bets over them.
“I got eight.” Kurt grinned.
“Twelve!” Blaine just grinned back smugly.
“What! No way you got that many!”
“You are welcome to go down there and check the bodies.” A wink.
“No thanks. I’ll take your word for it. So what do I owe you then? Straight up cash or are we talking food rations here?” Food was the most valuable item now a days. Money was only useful for old abandoned snack machines and playing poker.
Blaine didn’t answer right away. Instead he stood up from where he was sitting and walked over to where Kurt was leaning against an old heating duct, one of the few things that kept the roof looking like a roof. It was amazing how quickly nature took over, coving the black top roof with wild grasses.
“You know the drill: one for each of the difference.” Kurt blushed as Blaine leaned in to speak this softly.
“Yeah, okay. I owe you four, but four what?” Kurt managed after a nervous gulp. Blaine bit his lip. A nervous habit Kurt had noticed.
“I was thinking you could pay me in kisses.” Kurt allowed an unexpected smile to grace his lips before answering back just as softly.
“I think I can manage that.”
(Source: chrismydisneyprince)
anderstan asked you: kurt and blaine saying goodnight after their first date and being really adorable and shy
Kurt felt silly the second he unbuckled his belt and Blaine looked down as though wondering what he was doing. “I’m sorry, I just — I wanted to follow you to the door, it’s silly—” Kurt stammered out and blushed.
A grin spread on Blaine’s face and he leaned over to kiss Kurt on the mouth, a gentle brush of their lips before he pulled back to open the car door and said, “I’d like that.”
