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wowbright · 1 day
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Fic: Out of Eden, Ch. 64, To Tell the Truth
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Chapter 64 of Out of Eden, aka the big Mormon!Klaine fic, is up on AO3.
Fic Summary: As a gay Mormon, Kurt Hummel has decided to go the rest of his life without falling in love. But toward the end of his two years as a missionary in Germany, Elder Blaine Anderson moves into his apartment—and Kurt’s best-laid plans fall apart.
Chapter Summary: Kurt comes to a decision. Blaine tells Kurt the whole truth.
"Well, I just think, with the hundreds of people in the Book of Mormon, at least some of them are going to be gay, statistically speaking."
Read it on AO3: Chapter 64—To Tell the Truth
Additional notes: Thanks to @gleefulpoppet for the art and beta! The art is so perfect to me for this chapter. ❤️❤️❤️ All delays were my doing. She was so on top of this and saved me more than once!
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honeysucklepink · 3 months
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So, I just finished watching a Christmas special that tells the story of Gail Halvorsen (and of course, it features the Mormon Tabernacle Choir) and since my brain always goes to Klaine fanfiction, I wondered if @wowbright had heard of the story and thought of incorporating it into “Out of Eden.” A devout Mormon delivering candy at Christmas to German children during the Berlin airlift? It sounds right up the alley of Elder Hummel and Elder Anderson!
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redheadgleekfic · 1 year
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Ficlet: Dear Elder Anderson
by @redheadgleek for @wowbright
Words: ~1400
Rating: General
Summary: Coming home isn't always easy.
A/N: written for and inspired by my dear friend @wowbright and their Mormon!Klaine universe. Several months ago, we were talking about what happened after Kurt's return from his mission and it inspired this idea. As Wow hasn't read this, think of it as an AU of an AU.
Other notes: this includes blatant descriptions of the LDS temple with direct wording from the endowment and sealing ceremonies. Along with a multitude of other sins not condoned by the church. If this offends, I encourage you to find something else to read.
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5 August 2014
Dear Elder Anderson,
I know, it’s a little weird calling you this after so many weeks of using your first name. But now, after coming home where I can’t call you Elder Anderson to our investigators on a daily basis or hear Elder Flannigan slaughter the pronunciation, I miss it. 
I miss you.
I miss you every day. I think I miss you most in the mornings, when I think about those mornings sitting across from you as you ate your pretzel and scrambled eggs and we did companion scripture study together. But I also miss you at night when I could hear you breathe in the dark and listen to the little snort you’d make when you were just drifting off. 
It’s weird being home, weird being away from you after so many months with you constantly at my side. You’ve been my compass for so long, that now I feel adrift. I swore I wouldn’t be one of those missionaries who couldn’t have a normal conversation for months. But every time I start to share a story about my time in Germany, it always seems to feature you, and talking about you both thrills and hurts me, so I stop and I sound so awkward. 
Dad suspects something. How much I don’t know, but he asks me a lot of questions about you. He can sense something has changed. That I’m different than I was before. 
He and Carole sat down with me two nights ago. They want to be sealed in the temple next month. And they want me to do Finn’s temple work. 
I am so conflicted and I think my silence surprised them. Doing my brother’s temple work so that we could be together as a family for eternity was my primary goal for so many years. This is what I wanted. 
I feel no guilt or shame over my feelings for you or anything we did. What we have is precious and God-given. I know this with as much of a burning bosom surety as I got when I’ve prayed about the church. So I felt no guilt when I sidestepped the questions at my exit interview with the bishop and I told him I obeyed the law of chastity and was worthy to enter the temple with no hesitation. He would have disagreed with me, would have excommunicated me if I had confessed, but he is wrong. It was harder to answer the questions about sustaining the president as a seer and revelator, when I’m not sure that he really is, but I got my recommend and I’ve been determined to use it. 
And yet, when Dad brought up us spending the day at the temple, I was at a loss. Do I want to do Finn’s work any more? Will he really be lost to me for eternity if I don’t? If the church is wrong about being gay, is it wrong about the afterlife too? 
I wish you were here so I could talk to you about this. Your straightforward explanations always calmed my worries and got me out of my head. You never were afraid of any of the questions I asked. I know if I brought them up with Dad, he’d worry about it. 
On the plus side, I was able to shove all of my mission suits to the back of my closet. I went on a shopping spree and treated myself to a new waistcoat and shirts with color and jeans - jeans, Blaine, I’ve missed them so much. They look great with the bowtie you gave me - I’ll send you the pics. 
Love, Kurt
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7 September 2014
Mein Liebling Elder Anderson,
Yesterday, Carole took out her endowment and she and Dad were sealed together for time and all eternity. And with me acting as proxy, Finn was sealed to them too. They were so happy. Carole looked radiant in her white dress and Dad kept hugging us both. 
It was a draining day, spiritually nourishing and numbing at the same time. 
Dad baptized me, confirmed me and gave me the priesthood for Finn. I wept hearing his name over and over. “Kurt E Hummel, I baptize you for and on behalf of Finn Christopher Hudson, who is dead.”
Kurt E Hummel, I confirm you a member of the Church of Jesus Christ for and on behalf of Finn Christopher Hudson, who is dead."
Who is dead. I was reminded over and over that he was dead.
I’ve always loved the symbolism of the temple. Perhaps because Dad was a convert and Mom did things her own way, but I’ve never minded the anointing or the endowment or found it weird. There’s something meaningful in the rituals, the way that we would all perform the same signs at the same time that felt powerful. I felt closer to God the few times I went to the temple before my mission and that’s why I’ve been so determined to keep my recommend. 
Elder St. James told me once that he almost walked out when he took out his endowments, certain that he was part of a cult. I don’t think I ever asked you of your experiences with the temple. Carole didn't seem too shocked, but I'm pretty sure that Dad filled her in on what to expect.
The endowment bothered me more yesterday. Finn was washed clean from his sins by someone who everybody else in the church would see as sinning. I couldn’t help that wave of worry that by lying to the lord’s anointed to get the recommend and doing Finn’s work, I would be invalidating it all and he would be in the terrestrial kingdom forever. I tried to ignore it as I pledged to refrain from loud laughter for my brother whose loud, free laugh could be heard across the school and made everybody around him happy. I took vows to obey the law of chastity with promises for his posterity when he never got to get married or have kids or any of that. 
There were beautiful moments too and those were almost harder. When the officiant reminded us about the meaning of the marks, I remembered stroking the mark of the square on your breast as I listened to your heartbeat. I love seeing you in your garments, seeing you as a son of God. 
And everything felt peaceful and familiar and right when I stood in the prayer circle next to my dad and stepmom. Carole was crying, tears that seeped out from under her veil and my dad was glowing in pride for what I was doing. His wish of having all of his family together. 
Dad took Carole through the veil. Does my mom mind sharing my dad for eternity? So many questions that I have no answer for. He also served as the officiant when I got to the veil too. I didn’t know that this was going to happen and I started crying when I heard his voice through the veil. Having my dad’s hand on my shoulder, holding my hand and giving the tokens, and hearing him say “Let him enter” - Blaine, this is all I’ve ever wanted. We sat in the celestial room afterwards, talking about Finn and cried together. For once, one of the temple workers didn’t try to shush us for talking too loudly. 
When it was time for the sealing, we all walked to the room together. It was just the three of us and the sealant. Dad and Carole were sealed first, and then I knelt next to them as Finn, who is dead. I looked into the mirror, and watched our reflections echoing, trying to picture my mom beside us and Finn and you. Because you belong there too in our circle of love. I wish I could kneel across from you and take your right hand and pledge before God, angels and witnesses to uphold the holy order of matrimony.
And I can’t. I won’t ever be able to do that. 
We took pictures outside on the temple grounds. I’ve always loved the simplicity of the Columbus temple. It was built when I was a toddler, and I have pictures of my parents and me at the open house, my dad carrying me because it had been a long day. 
Again, I imagined you holding my hand as we exited out of the front door to the cheers of all of our loved ones. 
I thought I could still make the church work after coming home. I’d be like John Gustav-Wrathall, faithfully attending church every week with you by my side, even if they disfellowshipped or excommunicated me. I don’t know if I can do that, because I ache so much for what I can’t have. 
But I know this. You are worth more than the eternity that the church offers. 
Love, Your Kurt
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snarkyhag · 2 years
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I love reading the mormon!klaine verse from @wowbright so much. The new updates from the Klaine Word Scramble have me awash in feels. I’m gonna go read some more and then sit and think about it for the rest of the evening.
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coffeegleek · 1 year
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I have been informed by @forabeatofadrum that Wednesday has come again. While I would prefer to roll around in a blanket pretending this isn't so, I shall suck it up, admit that I haven't written anything new in days, and give you all excerpts from the Maps & Countries "fic" (stand alone appendix) that I'm making for my Everybody's Naked & There's a Country To Run verse, which includes the prequel. This is only a draft and again, bits of a longer entry. I included the map.
Consecrated Deseret & Blessed Lands of Utahnevada - Legally established in 1849, the nation is comprised of land that begins at the midpoint of the western side of the Sierra Nevada Mountain range and extends to the edges of the Utah Territory.
The Moral Code, practiced by members of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints and required of all who reside within the country, has strict policies regarding modesty. As such, the leaders of the nation have very limited relations with monarchies that have royal dress codes which involve forms of nudity. They will not attend international gatherings where such is present and will not abide by those dress codes in close quarters meetings even if it’s a matter of national security for that country. 
Similarly, citizens are discouraged from visiting those countries, and missionaries are forbidden as the accidental viewing of “pornographic material” (i.e. pictures of the reigning monarchs and their adult crown heirs in royal attire) is unavoidable.
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klaineccfanficlibrary · 4 months
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Hi! Could you recommend some mutual pining? Preferably not high school. Thanks
Here are some of the more recent stories in this trope, it's a good one! ~Jen
Rate my Professor By @kurtsascot
Rate My Professor exists. Kurt tries not to remember that, and, most days, he succeeds. But, on days like today, at the end of a semester from hell, with some of the most intelligent and equally infuriating students he has ever taught, Kurt finds that it’s easier to slip.
He caves and reads.
or: Two professors are pining for each other. Thanks to the internet, the tension breaks.
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Beautiful, crazy By JButler
Kurt Hummel is beautiful and Blaine Anderson might be crazy in love...
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Camp Klaine By @kirakiwiwrites
Kurt and Blaine are eagerly anticipating their last summer of theater camp together. Having been best friends since meeting at Sanford Theater Camp three years ago, they intend to make the most of this one. But this year, things feel different between them. Blaine’s starting to realize he might have a crush on his bestie while Kurt introduces everyone to his new boyfriend…
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Indigo Dreams by @gleefulpoppet
[AU] Blaine Anderson is rich, revered in his profession, and a powerful man in New York. After years of what has become nothing more than a weekly routine, he takes selected clients and models to the trendy, upscale nightclub—Indigo Dreams—to wine, dine and entertain them. What happens when a new dancer takes center stage and captures Blaine’s soul with those beautiful color-changing eyes?
~~~~~ Measure for Measure by@teddyshoney
Blaine Anderson, the new band and choir director for McKinley High School, immediately feels a connection to Kurt Hummel, the English teacher, during their initial teacher in-service days. He wants to get to know him, and after a conversation with the art teacher, Tina Cohen-Chang, he finds out that Kurt is stand-offish with nearly everyone at school—except his students—and his only real friend is Mercedes. Spurred on by his feelings, Blaine decides to do something brash: give himself five days to win Kurt Hummel. After he learns more about what secret Kurt's been hiding, however, that might prove to be a taller order than he'd originally thought.
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I'd cry a river just for you by maanorchidee @forabeatofadrum
Seven years ago, Kurt and Blaine had a huge fight that ended a ten year long friendship. Now they unexpectedly run into each other in another part of the world. Can they let go of the past?
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Out of Eden by @wowbright
As a gay Mormon, Kurt Hummel has decided to go the rest of his life without falling in love. But toward the end of his two years as a missionary in Germany, Elder Anderson moves into his apartment—and Kurt's best-laid plans fall apart.
(It's not necessary to have read the previous works in this series to follow this one, or to read the works in order. I try to make most things understandable from context. You can start this and, if you like it, hop back to the earlier stories as you wait for new chapters to post.)
Also the author is regularly updating and adding to the story, including in this year's Advent challenge.
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klaine-word-scramble · 8 months
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Click through to the original post to see the most recent version. (Titles in bold have been added in the last 24 hours)
Multi-Chapter Stories: WIP •Sonder by Gleefulpoppet Chapter 1 • Chapter 2 • Chapter 3 • Chapter 4 • Chapter 5 •Chapter 6 •Chapter 7 •Chapter 8 •Chapter 9 •Chapter 10 •Chapter 11 •Chapter 12 •Chapter 13 •Chapter 14 Sanctuary by bitbybit Chapter 1 One-shots •Klaine Word Scramble 2023 by bowtiesandboatshoes kriskubed •Craft Day by Kirakiwiwrites •Getting Older by Kurtascot •Don't Know Whether It's Morning or Night by Kirakiwiwrites •You’re Perfect To Me by Kirakiwiwrites •Raven Expensive by Kirakiwiwrites •Wounded by @wowbright (mormon!Klaine verse) •Feel The Glass Start to Crack by Daisyishedwig
Last updated 08/29/2023
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gleefulpoppet · 6 months
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I was tagged by @bitbybitwrites ♥ All the rest of the questions are under the cut!
favorite color: Turquoise/Teal/Blue/Navy somewhere in there!
last song: You Make Me Feel (Adam Lambert)
last movie: Red, White and Royal Blue (whatever day it came out!)
currently watching: I really don't watch much TV but the last show I watched was Heartstopper Season 2.
other stuff I watched this year: Heartstopper. (when I say I don't watch much TV I really was not exaggerating lol). I really want to see Barbie, but haven't yet.
shows I dropped this year/didn't finish: Erm. Once again, nada. I am either working or if I have a free moment you'll find me writing or working on art😁.
currently reading: Some poetry! Selected Poems by Neruda and The Essential Rumi (both are translated into English). I used to consume copious amounts of books, but I haven't read nearly as much since I've become obsessed with writing.
currently listening to: Adam Lambert. Always. And the Sonder playlist I've been making/working on for hours and hours to find the right songs for!
currently working on:
Sonder (A Klaine AU that I am having the best time with. It's updated several times a week.)
Chapter headers for @wowbright Mormon!Klaine verse
Unnamed Elliot/Kurt/Blaine fic that I LOVE. Not sure when I'll get it finished at this rate, though!
I have three other drafts I've started in the last two years that I'll finish at some point.
Looking forward to NaNoWriMo!
current obsession:
Writing. Writing. Writing.
Stickers (I love finding artists on Tumblr and purchasing their vinyl stickers)
Popcorn with M&Ms
Vintage Muppet Photos (I have a side blog that is getting out of control)
Tagging anyone who wants! I know a lot of you have already played along! ♥
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tomdarryecs · 8 months
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Recently there are some mormon klaine fics that I really want to read it but I know nothing about this religion. I fear that I am not going to understand anything.
If someone could explain me the basics at least , I appreciate it.
thank you
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redheadgleek · 1 year
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I posted 2,005 times in 2022
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My Top Posts in 2022:
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#2
I hope you can get some professional help for your paranoia over a goddamn cold, because you need it desperately.
BAHAHAHAHA! Oh honey, you have no idea who you're talking to. See, I'm the one who has worked in the ICU for the last 2 years, pumping air into lungs that don't work, paralyzing bodies, flipping them back and forth like rotisserie chickens, throwing in IVs the size of hoses, draining out blood and putting it into giant machines that exchange electrolytes and provide more oxygen. I've seen the skin break downs, the blood clots, the kidney failure, the liver failure, the heart failure, the loss of muscle. I've treated the sepsis, the secondary pneumonias, the pulmonary embolisms, the strokes, the head bleeds. Covid toes - have you looked up those images?
And I've done it in more people than you could count who denied that this was serious, until they were the ones in my hospital begging to breathe better.
So, never you fear, little one, when your massive stupidity and arrogance catches up with you (if not this disease, then the next), we'll still be there. Until of course, you harass us out of this job, then I make no promises.
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wowbright · 4 months
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Fic: Wedding Gifts
Fandom/pairing: Glee, Kurt/Blaine
Event: December Klaine Fanworks Challenge 2023
Words: ~2,400 words                                        
Rating: Explicit
Summary: Blaine has some unconventional wedding ideas.
Notes: This is part of my Mormon!Klaine universe. It takes place after Out of Eden, which I am still in the process of posting to AO3. It’s among the possibilities for their future. The stuff Kurt gets scandalized about is related to LDS wedding/temple ceremonies, which members are not supposed to replicate outside the temple.
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“Oh my gosh, Blaine. We are not doing a presentation at the veil at our public, outdoor wedding.” Kurt spoke firmly, but how was he going to possibly win this argument? Of course Blaine would bring it up when they were naked in bed, Blaine’s legs sprawled over Kurt's thighs, his head on Kurt's chest, and Kurt an absolute pool of jelly, his brain and body spent from the things Blaine had done to him.
Let's try a new position, Blaine had said. But it hadn't just been a position. It had been a revelation: Blaine hovering over him, praising his cock and demanding things of it that Kurt wasn't sure it could deliver, not letting him come and not letting him come when Blaine was riding him past all sanity, their hands clasped together at the side of Kurt’ head and Blaine using them for leverage, pushing against them as he lifted himself up and then plunged himself back down onto Kurt's erection, over and over again, and stammering and moaning and bossy in a way that he never was outside of bed and that he had only recently begun to let himself be in it, and Kurt really did like it when Blaine got that way, because it meant that all his reservations were gone, he was afraid of nothing, and so when Blaine told him No, not yet Kurt, you can’t come yet, I still need you inside me, I need you to fuck me so slowly, I need your cock filling me up and oh stretching me and you’re oh yes you’re so big give it to me oh yes like that Kurt yeah Kurt fuck me like that give it to me give it to me I love your cock I love you oh yes— Well. It was Kurt’s pleasure to oblige.
“It's not public,” Blaine said innocently, running his thumb back and forth over Kurt’s nipple. “We sent out invitations.”
“You know what I mean. There will be non-members there. And what about the members. Are you trying to give them heart attacks?”
Blaine propped himself up on one elbow and looked down on Kurt with a seductive smile. “You mean, like I gave your member a heart attack?”
“Don't you dare bring up that mind-blowing sex when we’re talking about our relatives.”
Blaine smirked. “It was pretty mind blowing, though, wasn't it? Kurt, the things you do with your—"
“Ahem.” Kurt cleared his throat. How was he getting hard again already? When he'd orgasmed, it had felt like Blaine was pulling every last ounce of delight from the center of his body and out onto the surface, out into Blaine. But apparently his body had some secret stores Kurt didn’t know about—or, more likely, Blaine had spilled his own pleasure back into Kurt, and was doing so again now, recharging him body and soul. “You will not use orgasms as a bargaining chip in our wedding planning.”
“It wasn't just the orgasms that made it mind-blowing, though, was it?” Blaine said, and Kurt almost answered but then decided not to, because he refused to let Blaine distract him into agreeing with his cockamamie wedding ideas. He made a face at Blaine that he hoped approximated a glare.
“Oh, fine. Be that way,” Blaine said, flopping onto his back. “But who cares what they think? This wedding is for us, not them.”
“Um, technically it is for them, Blaine. Given that we're already legally married.”
“Yeah, but that was in a courthouse in front of two people we didn't even know, and this is our public declaration of love. And I want us to declare it in our own way. We said this wedding was about celebrating the roles our guests have played in our lives and inviting them to celebrate our relationship. And if people show up and they can't handle how we choose to express our love, they shouldn't come to our wedding.”
“Ah. So it's a big fuck you to your family, huh?”
“No!” Blaine pouted. “My mom would love it. She figures we're going to the celestial kingdom already. She's so bummed we can’t get sealed in the temple. But if we had a veil … and it wouldn't be the whole presentation at the veil, anyway. Just some white curtains. Lots of people have white curtains at their wedding. You have to have a canopy in case it rains, and if you have a canopy, you need to have something on the edges to keep the rain out. I'm just saying we could step through them at the start of the ceremony, instead of going down the aisle.”
In spite of himself, Kurt was becoming intrigued. He rolled on his side toward Blaine. “Together?”
“Well—” Blaine mirrored Kurt’s action. They were almost nose-to-nose. “I was thinking maybe you first, and then you could pull me through?”
Kurt almost burst out with That is not just stepping through curtains, Blaine! That's what grooms do with their brides at the veil! But Blaine looked so hopeful, and his eyes were so wide and eyelashes so long that speaking crossly would be like shooting Bambi. Kurt reached for Blaine's hand. “Are you the bride in this scenario?”
“Sort of?” Blaine said. “I don't know. It's just always the way I pictured it.”
“Always?”
“Well, since I first dreamt about it. In Germany. When I was starting to realize I was in love with you. I had a dream about you pulling me through the veil. And I couldn't explain it, but it felt so right. I guess that dream has never left me.”
“You never told me about that.”
Blaine shrugged. “It never came up. But now we have a wedding where we can do everything the way we want, the way that speaks to us? This speaks to me, Kurt.”
With the way Blaine was looking at him, that tender look that always made Kurt feel like he’d been blessed more than any other human being in the history of human beings, Kurt wanted to say yes. But if he did that, he would be ignoring his own gut. And if Blaine had taught him anything, it was that they didn't have to do that with each other. “I don't know, Blaine. I'll have to think about it. I know my relationship with the temple has changed, but it still feels … I don't know, maybe too bold? Besides, one of us pulling the other through—isn't that a little heteronormative? Just because you like to bottom doesn't make you a bride.”
“Oh, but you see, it's the opposite of heteronormative! It's reclamation. It's a challenge to narrow gender roles and the church’s myopic vision of family.” Blaine’s joyous smile turned sly. “Besides, can you really call what I just did with you bottoming?”
Kurt snickered. “You mean, because you were on top in more ways than one?
Blaine crawled over Kurt. They slotted their hands together on either side of Kurt's head. “I can take charge again for you, if you want. I know how tired you get, how you sometimes need a break from holding the reins.”
“Are you talking about sex or about wedding planning?”
Blaine smirked. “Maybe both.”
“Because next thing you're going to tell me is that you want mirrors at the wedding.”
“Well—”
“No!” Kurt protested, but it came out with a peal of giggles. “We are not doing mirrors. If you need us to stand between two mirrors so that we can see our coupledom infinitely reflected back to us, we can order that for the honeymoon suite.”
“Hmmm.” Blaine lowered himself onto Kurt, pressing the beginnings of his renewed erection onto Kurt’s belly. “That's not a bad idea.”
“You like that?” Kurt said, returning the gift by pressing his own reburgeoning arousal into Blaine’s flesh. “Besides, wouldn’t that be better? To see us naked together, joined in the flesh for eternity, me inside you and, if you want …” In spite of himself and the fact that they were already baring themselves to each other, Kurt felt himself blush. “… you inside me?”
Blaine's eyes went wide, whether from surprise or arousal, Kurt wasn't sure. “You'd want that?”
Kurt shrugged. He could be coy, too. “Only one way to find out.”
“Have you tried …?” Blaine wiggled his fingers against Kurt’s meaningfully.
Kurt wasn't sure whether to nod or shake his head. “Sort of? I mean, I did it in high school a couple times but I would get self-conscious and stop. And I’ve tried it a little when we've been apart, but I've never come from it—not because I don't think I could, but because…” Kurt felt himself flush all the way up to his hairline. “I wanted to save that for you? Which, talking about heteronormative—”
“You want me to do that, now?” Blaine said quietly, with the calm sincerity of reading a scripture verse. “You want me to finger you?”
Kurt nodded.
The initial stretch wasn't as intense as Kurt expected. Maybe that was because of the orgasm he'd had less than an hour ago, or maybe it was thanks to his occasional practice. Still, he let out a guttural moan that would have embarrassed him if it wasn't this and it wasn't with Blaine.
“You okay?” whispered Blaine.
“Yeah, yeah,” Kurt panted. “Keep—” A spark ignited deep in Kurt’s groin. “Oh!” He had liked this in high school. He’d enjoyed it in each of his practice sessions. But here, with Blaine on top of him, kissing him and moving his finger carefully inside him, it was beyond enjoyment. Because it was them—their bodies moving together, serving each other. Because with Blaine, Kurt could be himself, free and unashamed.
Blaine slid his finger in and out, whispering to him softly, asking him what he liked and what he wanted and what felt good, “because I want you to feel good, Kurt, I want you to feel so good.”
And Kurt tried to be snarky, but it came out as, “Not so—oh—not so—yes. Blaine.—not so bossy—oh God oh God oh God—not so bo—ahhhh—ssy now, a-are you?”
“You want more of that?” Blaine asked tenderly. “Another finger?”
And Kurt didn't even have to think about it, the words just came out of his mouth, pleading, “Yes. Oh, yes.”
Now Kurt was starting to feel the stretch, and he liked this, too, liked the way his body could open for and accommodate Blaine, liked that he'd been designed to experience pleasure in multiple ways, and now was not the time to analyze if he liked this better or the same or less or if it was just different, a different way to love Blaine and draw closer to him, a different way to experience his body and the goodness of his physicality and his desire.
“Do you want me to suck your cock?” Blaine asked like he was whispering a special request to Kurt at sacrament meeting.
Kurt shook his head. “Kiss me.”
They kissed, and kissed, and kissed—the way they used to on their little loveseat in Germany, back when they had rules about shirts on and buttoned and no making out in the bedroom and every touch was a sacred shock to the system, and they would kiss each other into fervors of passion that only more kissing could quench—only now Kurt was splayed on the bed, Blaine inside him and their dicks twitching against each other’s flesh, and it felt good, truly good, in Kurt's body and in his soul, and Blaine experimented with different ways of stroking and different speeds and “would you like another finger, Kurt? Do you think you can take three?” and everything went blurry but also exquisitely in focus: the thrum of Blaine’s body in time with his; the need inside Kurt, growing like life itself; the soft grunts and groans they each made, so that Kurt sometimes didn't know if he was moaning his own pleasure or in response to Blaine’s—not that it mattered, it all felt the same—and Kurt found himself thrusting back on Blaine's fingers as much as Blaine was thrusting into him, found himself delirious with the pleasure of it, found himself calling out yes yes yes yes yes yes oh Blaine yes and when Blaine asked, “Do you want to come?” Kurt couldn’t answer because he wanted to but also he didn’t want this feeling to stop and so he spread his thighs out as far as he could and took Blaine’s fingers just a fraction deeper and that—oh, that, oh, Blaine, you’re inside me Blaine, fuck me, Blaine, you’re—
“Oh, Kurt, you’re so hot, you’re so beautiful, I want you so much Kurt, oh Kurt, oh Kurt, I can’t help it, I think I’m gonna come—"
And Kurt held Blaine’s face as he came, watched his mouth drop open and his eyes go wide but never losing their focus on Kurt, making Kurt feel like he was some sort of miracle, and maybe he was, because they were, they were a miracle when they moved together like this and when they loved each other, and Blaine’s semen fell warm upon Kurt’s belly and yes, yes Blaine, I want to come, I want to come for you.
It was like an earthquake and a blessing and a thousand metaphors that Kurt would never have the language for, because Kurt never had the language to describe the level of ecstasy that Blaine kept bringing him to, for the depth of love that existed between them.
“That was okay?” Blaine said a few minutes later, when they’d caught their breath and the faculty for forming complete sentences had returned to them.
Kurt burst into laughter. “Yeah, Blaine, it was okay.”
“You want to try it again sometime?”
“If you're amenable.”
Blaine smiled and kissed Kurt's cheek. “You want me to deflower you?”
“You mean, more than you already have?”
Blaine nodded knowingly.
“I was thinking …” Again, Kurt felt the familiar heat return to his face. “Maybe on our wedding night? Or on our honeymoon?”
“Hmmmm,” Blaine said with a teasing look. “That's not too heteronormative?”
Kurt bit his lower lip as he shook his head. “Nope. It’s a wedding gift.”
“For you or me?”
Kurt rolled onto Blaine and kissed his chin, his cheek, his forehead. “That’s the beauty of it. We’ll find out together.”
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honeysucklepink · 8 months
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@wowbright this is pertinent to your interests:
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I think Elder Hummel could have gotten away with a bit more in the tie department based on this (or maybe being a quarterback for BYU gives you some leeway).
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lobstercardigan · 2 years
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Society if i had writing skills to create the worlds that live in my head rent free. My god I would be so powerful
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gleekto · 2 years
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The Klaine Spring Fling Fic Challenge
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Hi all. I don't usually organize these things but here's the situation - I am writing that 60's klaine fic and I need a little help from my friends...My friends being daily word prompts like with advent. I find them motivating. I checked in with @wowbright, creator of everybody's favourite mormon!klaine and they also find the prompts motivating (and really, anything for more mormon!klaine). So starting next Monday March 21, the first day of spring, for 14 days there will be a daily word prompt for me, and perhaps for you. I would prefer not to be the word provider but will if no volunteers. Here are my asks:
1. Would anyone like to be the random word provider for 14 days? Involves finding random word, and posting it under this title with the gif above each day. @slayediest does a fancier and very awesome job with this for klaine!advent as a resource. If you would also like to be fancy, I welcome anything more exciting.
2. @todaydreambelieversfic - Are you willing to reblog fics? Should we tag you?
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coffeegleek · 3 years
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Funeral Potatoes - vegetarian 
I decided to make funeral potatoes for the first time, but vegetarian, and also using cream cheese because I hate it just a little less than I do sour cream. (Next trial will use sour cream.) I also used a carton of dehydrated hashbrown potatoes because I bought them early on from Sam’s Club when stocking up on shelf stable foods for the pandemic. 
End results? Needed salt. Next time I’ll add some garlic and rehydrate the potatoes in vegetable broth. Maybe add a little milk if going the cream cheese route again. 
Trial 1
1 4.2 oz carton hashbrown potatoes - rehydrated
4 oz of softened cream cheese
1 cup shredded sharp cheddar cheese
1/2 cup (I didn’t actually measure) dehydrated onion flakes
1 can cream of mushroom soup
1 1 oz. snack sized bag of potato chips - crushed 
Mixed and baked according to directions in a buttered half-size Pyrex casserole dish.
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klaineccfanficlibrary · 9 months
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Here's a bingo card full of great Klaine fics:
Debut: Days by AllyThePotato
Page Turner: Come Alive by delires
Need Tissues: Stick Season by Blurglesmurfklaine
Unusual Occupation: Witch Wanted by RockItMan
Wild Card: Running in Circles, Coming up Tails by izwordsoup
Summer: Swing, Swing by quizasvivamos
Challenge: Ebb and Flow by maanorchidee
Laugh: these inconvenient fireworks by redheadgleek
Trope I don't normally read: Out of Eden (and the whole 'verse) by wowbright
Thanks for your Bingo card! HERE is the collection (125 fics and counting!) and here is the info for the 2023 Klaine Bingo! ~Lynne
1) Days by AllyThePotato
Blaine lives in San Fransisco, Kurt lives in Lima. They've never met in person, but befriend one another and talk over the phone. They make plans to live in NYC together, but will everything go as planned?
2) Come Alive by delires
1960s NYC: Newly-wed junior advertising exec Blaine Anderson finds a missing piece to his puzzle in the back room of a Manhattan bar. Mad Men era AU.
3) Stick Season by @blurglesmurfklaine
After Finn dies, Kurt leaves everything he knows behind without a trace. His hometown, his family, his boyfriend. When his dad has a medical scare, he returns to Lima, one year after breaking Blaine’s heart with no explanation.
4) Witch Wanted by @rockitmans
Blaine is cursed to not touch anyone, Kurt is the grumpy neighborhood witch. They each have something the other other needs (the thing is love)
5) Running in Circles, Coming up Tails by izwordsoup
Kurt and Adam are married with a seven-year-old daughter, Ellie. "Happily married" is another question. Ellie takes piano lessons from none other than Blaine Anderson, who also happens to be a good friend of Kurt's since college. What happens to them when Adam goes to England to star in a West End musical, leaving Kurt and Ellie in New York? What happens when Blaine becomes a more frequently-seen figure in Kurt and Ellie's lives due to Ellie's piano schedule?
6) Swing Swing by quizasvivamos
The Skanks, Kurt and Quinn, are a thing. Blaine, a bit of a bad boy, is dating that goth girl, Tina. The four best friends are fully immersed in the Emo/Scene subculture, the kids everyone at school calls emo or just plain freaks. As close-knit as a friend group can get, the couples share a lot in common: their love of choir and band, tastes in music and art, partying, going to shows and concerts, getting wasted, and—oh, yeah—each other's partners. They swap sometimes. Because it's cool, and it's hot. Besides, it's just for fun. Then, in the summer before their senior year, they take a life-altering road trip to Cleveland for Warped Tour 2005.
7) Ebb & Flow by maanorchidee
Blaine Anderson is yet another anonymous New Yorker who's trying to get a job in the entertainment industry. His days are filled with auditions, bleak subway rides, piano lessons, and complaining about his annoying next-door-neighbour. But Blaine has a secret that he cannot share with his other friends: he dreams of playing competitive Splatoon 2. He already has a hard time justifying this music degree, so he doesn't need to add an interest in eSports to that. That's why the only person who knows about this, is yet another stranger on the internet named Kurt. The two met in an LGBT Splatoon 2 Discord and became fast friends. Little do they know that they also know each other offline.
8) These Inconvenient Fireworks by redheadgleek
After an unexpected Tony award, Kurt Hummel is Broadway's hottest up and coming star, which comes with expectations and some admirers that won't take a hint. When his best friend Elliott Gilbert suggests that they pretend to date to get the leeches to back off, Kurt takes him up on the idea. It's all working out great - until Kurt starts to fall hard for the dark-haired music director of his latest musical.
9) Out of Eden by @wowbright
As a gay Mormon, Kurt Hummel has decided to go the rest of his life without falling in love. But toward the end of his two years as a missionary in Germany, Elder Anderson moves into his apartment—and Kurt's best-laid plans fall apart.
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