Spanking Fic!

Paring: Kurt/Blaine

Rating: R

Warnings: spanking and um… some biting

Length: ~3500 words

Notes: Started this aaaages ago, deleted most of it, redid it tonight. slightestwind was lovely as usual and looked it over for me quickly, any remaining mistakes are mine and you’re free to let me know about them if they bug you :D

It starts completely by accident.

But perhaps that’s not exactly right.

Blaine becomes aware of it completely by accident.

It’s not like he was searching out new and exciting ways to be a pervert.

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Fic: Big Wood Cabin

Pairing: Chris/Darren

Rating: NC-17

Word Count: ~31000

Notes: Thank you to Tess and Courtney for betaing and Bowery for ~bolstering my confidence and Andie for the prompt. Sorry it took so long, it’s hardly even cold out now.

Prompt: CrissColfer - Stranded in a cabin in a snowstorm (shh there’s nothing wrong with good ol’ cabin fic)

Warnings: Oversensitivity and multiple orgasms, talk of uncomfortable sexual experiences and a fish fetish. Also eyeball licking.

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Fic: Buckle Down

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Pairing: Darren Criss/Chris Colfer, (allusions to past Chris/Ricky Martin)

Warnings: Descriptions of a panic attack, bondage/restraint, whispers of breathplay, mentions of ~food play

Length: ~24,000

Summary: Chris could really use some help buckling down. Darren offers his services. Things get complicated, as they sometimes do. Also, hotdogs.

Notes: Thank you muchly to Bowery for cheerleading/keysmashing, and Aubreyli for being the most wonderful beta in the land and gently guiding me towards cohesion and proper comma usage <3

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ifmusicisthevictim asked you:

drabble prompt: Rachel walking in on Blaine in the apartment wearing nothing but an apron.

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“No, because all men are stupid, and I’m sorry Kurt, you know you’re the exception, but the rest of them-” Rachel shakes her head and closes her eyes, arms stiff by her sides and fingers splayed as she breathes in deeply through her nose. When she speaks again her voice starts high and gets lower as she goes on. “The rest of them can go to hell. I never want to see another one, or touch another one, or, or sing with another one for the rest of my life, and that’s final.”

Kurt rolls his eyes fondly, unlocking the door.

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crisscolfer, darren dying chris’s hair ;)

please note that I can’t read and wrote something entirely not the prompt

Chris’s day has been long.

Emotionally and physically draining, he spent it crying his eyes red and his voice raw, acting out a heartbreak he feels as keenly as if it were his own. By the time he gets home it’s all he can do to slip his clothes off and step into the shower, leaning against the wall so he doesn’t fall over as the spray pounds against him, stinging and scalding and washing away the remnants of the character that cling to him.

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