"I missed you," Chris says, softly, but it carries. “I know." [inspired by Emily’s CrissColfer drabble ‘A Distant Star’ | Gif Credit]

Kurt Blaine Reversebang Fic: In Spite of all the Darkness

Title: In Spite of all the Darkness Artist: ileliberte Rating (art/fic): PG/NC17 Word Count: 12,334 Warnings: (no major) Character death / blood / vomiting / violence / descriptions of crime scenes / serial murder / mentions/discussions of past abuse (physicall & sexual), eating disorders and other mental issues / gun violence /  Summary:  Crime AU written for the Kurt/Blaine Reversebang 2013. When the bodies of teenage girls start appearing next to dumpsters over New York City, the NYPD calls in the FBI. Because Serial Killers are always stopped easier when there’s experienced back up on speed-dial, and with bodies starting to pile up, they need to move fast. 

Link to full art Notes: Unending thanks to atruthsoloud, feedmelines, and cliveevans for their collective effort in making sure I didn’t look like an idiot and that it all made sense. And to Ileliberte for the amazing art that sent my mind running wild with ideas. I hope I’ve done it justice.

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Imagine you have a rough day. Maybe a bird shit on your car. So you go through the car wash and you look up and see this

Fic: Whatever You Want (Chris/Darren/Grant RPF) -- NC17

Title: Whatever You Want Author: fictocriticism Rating: NC17 Pairing: Grant/Darren/Chris RPF Warnings: Threesome, rimming Word count: ~5700 Summary: Chris raises an eyebrow. “Now now,” he says, “I’ll take good care of you.”

A/N: Very, very late birthday fic for Nikki. Was supposed to be just Grant/Darren. Then morphed a little into Grant/Chris. And then become another threesome. Oops. Usual disclaimer: don’t read if you don’t like it, and please don’t share this with people who shouldn’t see it. 

LJ | AO3 Grant’s first day on set mostly passes in a blur. It’s “Uptown Girl” - the smaller scenes are scheduled for the following day. Grant has already met the Warblers during rehearsal and choreography so he watches in learned bemusement as Riker stretches as a warm up and Curt stands on his own taking deep breaths.  The shoot itself passes quickly. They run the blocking a couple of times in costume to get the cameras right and then Darren shows up. 

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"A Different Kind Of Burn" - Kurt/Blaine

The thing is, he just doesn’t have the time.  It shocks him, because even at the busiest point of his high school career he made time.  His schedule, locked down to the second, had been simultaneously the most OCD thing about him as well as the most impressive.  So when he moves to New York and becomes a college student and everything seems to be designed to be impossible—balancing classes, rehearsals, auditions, and course work—he slowly begins to realize that he’s just not going to be able to control his day the way that he used to at McKinley.

Especially not when you add “boyfriend" and “relationship rebuilding" into that equation.

The first thing to go is obsessive gelling.  Not gelling entirely—he still hates his natural hair with the fire of a thousand suns and the thought of not styling it doesn’t even occur to him.  But he cuts the gel use by at least fifty percent, working the curls and puffy strands into a neat arrangement without slicking everything down into a helmet the way he had when control over every aspect of his appearance had been one of the things that kept him sane after he’d lost Kurt.

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The numbers on Kurt’s phone glow a blinding blue as he manages to lift his arm up and check for the time. The movie is almost over and Blaine’s parents are asleep upstairs, so they’d never know that he’d stayed over if he left early in the morning, but—he can’t. He’d have to call his dad first and it’ll never work out, no matter how amazing Blaine feels pressed against him like this and no matter what the excuse that they both come up with is.

He locks his phone again with a sigh and nuzzles his nose into Blaine’s hair. He wishes that he could stay here forever, that there wasn’t such a thing as curfew. He wishes that they were both in New York already, living in their tiny apartment together and staying up late together and sleeping together and just being together with no worries of roommates or parents or life.

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#what kind of movie does this to you at the beginning

#we are the generation that grew up on angst and pain #that’s why we’re all insane

I have never seen a comment on a post that is as true as this one.

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