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honeysucklepink · 9 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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wowbright · 5 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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kurtsascot · 1 month
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thank you @forabeatofadrum for tagging me <3
the next three chapters of klueless are written but need very much edited and as im doing that im writing the next chunk to keep the motivation alive. its working. wip wednesdays also help.
okay so. blina.
Finn had warned that Tina’s disproportionately confident and can hijack conversation. Blaine has proudly said that Tina is a bit of a diva. So, Kurt was fully prepared to only tolerate her company.
Kurt, though, wasn’t prepared for Tina to talk nonstop for the whole forty-five minutes that he’s been in the car, and, as the minutes tick by, the list of his gripes only grows.
Tina turns up and down the radio without rhyme or reason and is seemingly incapable of letting a song finish. She’s been chewing gum the whole car ride and Kurt’s convinced that the entirety of Ohio can hear it. She’s a serial sloucher, and, as she laughs at and with Blaine, she keeps rocking back and forth and the leather seat keeps squeaking against her thighs. It’s keeping Kurt awake. It’s keeping Kurt tense.
Honestly, Tina’s not even that pretty. Kurt doesn’t know what Blaine sees in her.
tagging: @daisyishedwig @special-bc-ur-part-of-it @backslashdelta @cryscendo @fallevs @wowbright @gleefulpoppet @hevanderson @boltgunkiller @burkleswinifred @blurglesmurfklaine @unholy-fabray @warblercore @esilher @porcelainvino and anyone else that i forgot/missed/wants to PLEASE PLEASE art or fic or whatever!!!
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spaceorphan18 · 4 months
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@wowbright - I mean, if we're going for things that I don't fully buy in universe... just with Kurt...
I'm not sure I fully buy that his best friend becomes Rachel. The Season 3 push on that just feels... not right, and purposeful to solely support the Rachel Berry story line.
In fact, I can see Kurt and Blaine closing off entirely to the point where they really aren't involved in the rest of what's going on around them, and the rest of them just kind of roll their eyes and let them be.
Which is why Blaine has so many issues when Kurt leaves. I do buy that.
Meanwhile, there's no way 2 teenagers from Ohio are affording a $1800 a month loft (I mean are Rachel's parents that rich?). Don't get me started on the nonsense that is NYADA and how that just does not work on so many levels that it makes my heard hurt. And I don't buy that either of them would really be as accepting as they are with Santana coming in - nor would Santana really tolerate being there and not find her own thing to do.
(I mean, TV logistics dictates all of it, so I get it.)
While I do believe Kurt and Blaine would have relationship issues (really probably for the rest of their life that they do learn to work through) I don't fully believe they'd break up a second time. I definitely don't believe Blaine would ever date Karofsky (even though that has grown on me over the years). And the two of them coming back to Ohio to become teachers... makes absolutely no sense at all.
But then again, I do buy Sue locking them in an elevator so they'd make out.
Just because I don't really believe it doesn't mean I don't accept canon for the insanity that it was (is). Or that I can't understand the limitations of writing a television show.
So, there ya go. <3
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fallevs · 2 months
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Thank you so much @kurtsascot for the tag ✨️ (don't worry about Klueless, it will be amazing!)
And happy Wip Wedn– Thursday? Ah, the beauty of the time difference...
Anyway, let's get down to business. I really want to start writing my escort!au in earnest and I already have a small (very small) draft of the first chapter. Which is this:
The sweaty, heavy body of the man dozing over him does not let him sleep. Regardless, he would not be able to do so. He is afraid, nervous. And so disgusted with himself. He barely has the strength to swallow the sharp lump in his throat. The only thought Kurt clings to in order not to sink into oblivion is his beautiful, sweet Phoenix. If only he had the courage to write him a letter and explain the reasons for all this mess, he is sure it would start like this: "My adored and wonderful Phoenix, I'm so sorry to be a disappointment and not to be the dad you deserve."
...tadan!? What do you think? Is this something that intrigues you and that you would enjoy reading? Please, let me know!
Sorry if you have already been tagged 😔 let's blame it on the time difference hehe, @shame-is-a-wasted-emotion @wowbright @caramelcoffeeaddict @gleefulpoppet @bitbybitwrites @daisyishedwig, only if you want to play! Oh yes, also @annepi-blog!
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klaineccfanficlibrary · 10 months
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hi! do you know how many writers are still active in this fandom? approximately, of course. I'm just curious, because now that I see these bingo cards (thank you so much btw), it seems to me that there are a lot more active writers in the fandom than I thought. that's so cool!! (I'd be curious to know that about the active artists too, btw.)
Thankfully, there are quite a bit of authors still writing for fandom. We are so grateful for them, and for all of the ongoing challenges put forth by many in our fandom keep it alive! I don't have an exact count of who's still writing, but I did a quick search of the first 10 pages of new fics on AO3 and got these (under the cut). ~Lynne
@kirakiwiwrites
@teddyshoney
@gleefulpoppet
@hkvoyage
@1908jmd
@lilyvandersteen
@wowbright
@heartsmadeofbooks
@special-bc-ur-part-of-it
@little-escapist
@caramelcoffeeaddict
ANNA_TIMBERLAKE
bitbybit (puttingittogether)
@gleefuldarrencrissfan
AlexaCardew
redheadgleek 
Verseau_87
Cerriddwen
hundredindecisions
maanorchidee
JButler
nineofhearts
spaceorphan
darrencrissish
wardo2796
@rockitmans
@grlnxtdr30
@bowtiesandboatshoesfic
@justgleekout
@porcelainandthehobbit
@blurglesmurfklaine
@coffeegleek
kellyb321
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daisyishedwig · 2 months
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@lusthurts tagged me this week, so for them specifically I'm going to share a cut scene from my McKinley 'Verse (that might make its way into a one-shot one day) but then I'm also going to share what I've actually been writing on this week, which is a Sebklaine fic.
He smirked. “What did you do to the football team to get them this worked up this quickly? You’ve been here two days.” Sebastian ignored him, moving past to get to the paper towels. He gathered a handful and dried his face, scrunching his hair in them to try and sop up as much water as he could even if he knew his coif was helplessly ruined.  The boy was still there, watching him expectantly. “One of them said he heard all French guys are cocksuckers.” Sebastian turned and leveled the boy with a hard stare. “I told him that his face was making me reconsider my attraction to men.”  He looked mildly impressed. “Coming out on your first day is certainly a bold choice. Especially in this school.” “Yeah,” Sebastian said, grabbing more towels to dab at his grey polo, “I’d heard this place was a hell-hole.” “Couldn’t convince your parents to send you elsewhere?” he asked, he was watching Sebastian’s futile scrubbing with amusement.  “My father,” he huffed, giving up and tossing the towels in the trash, “said it would build character. Straighten me out, so to speak.”
and the Sebklaine fic!
“How comfortable are you with me?”  Kurt slowly lifted his head from where he had it buried in a pillow on Sebastian’s couch. Sebastian lived alone, and when work and school and Rachel all became too much for Kurt to handle, it was the only place he knew he could go to exist in silence for a while. Even if Blaine was already there, he knew that Kurt showing up at Sebastian’s unannounced meant it was quiet time, and he certainly didn’t mind letting his boyfriend lay his head in his lap while he silently read or did homework. But it was just Sebastian today, Blaine’s other boyfriend and Kurt’s… friend. It didn’t always feel entirely platonic but they had yet to address changing the label, so friend was all it was for now. But he knew they were both simply dancing around the subject, waiting for the other to make a move to change it. And Blaine, for as much as he loved the idea of them all being together, was leaving that decision entirely up to them. Sebastian’s arms were folded tight across his chest. His brow drawn in deep contemplation as he waited for Kurt to answer. “Well, I came to your place to disassociate so I didn’t do it in public, so… decently comfortable.”  Sebastian sighed and dropped into the arm chair at the end of the couch.  Kurt pushed himself up on his elbows. “What’s up?” “Would you… be comfortable…” Sebastian leaned forward and rubbed his hands over his face, “participating in sex… with me there?” Sebastian said each phrase slowly like he was just waiting for Kurt to shut him down at any second.  Kurt pushed himself fully to sitting. “That is very strange way for you to ask me to fuck you, Smythe.” Sebastian groaned. “It’s not… you wouldn’t be having sex with me, you’d be having sex with Blaine and I would just… also be there. Possibly also having sex with Blaine. But we wouldn’t… we’re not… I’m not…” Sebastian shook his head, “nevermind, it was just a–” “Hold up,” Kurt said raising his hand to stop him, ““I’m confused… but I’m listening, walk me through what you’re thinking.”
and I'll tag @cryscendo, @kurtsascot, @bitbybitwrites, and @wowbright this week
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forabeatofadrum · 10 months
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Hello and a happy El WooWoo to everyone, but more importantly, a happy birthday to Simon Snow!!! 🥳🥳🥳 Thank you @blackberrysummerblog​ for the tag.
I have a long post, actually. I am surprised myself, and also, it is not about my thesis (🤯) for a change. But anyway, a few weeks ago, I wrote a post about the Glee podcast And That’s What You Really Missed and about how they discuss Asian racism in the show, and how it resonated with me. Good ole @thnxforknowingme​ reblogged it and it got some traction and I liked reading everyone’s tags. At the end of the post, I mentioned that I started writing a fic/character study to sort of “reclaim” the weird shit that Glee put its Asian characters through. It’s about Mike, Tina, Blaine, Wes and an original character.
Tina and the OC’s story is about being adopted into a white family, Mike’s about moving to America from China as a young child, Blaine’s about being biracial and Wes’s about being the child of immigrants. As my post also said, I haven’t touched that fic since 2018. I did share some snippets of it before, here on my blog. You can find them here and here. But for this post (😉) I am opening this document again to post this:
“You learn to live with it,” Mike always says, “You start to accept casual racism from your friends.” And it’s true, but it still stings every now and then.
Mike and Tina always joke about the ‘Asian’ ‘Other Asian’ thing, but why does Coach Sylvester have to group them together like that?
Why do people always assume Mike and Tina are secretly related? Puck’s jokes about that aren’t funny anymore.
Mike knows Tina doesn’t like it when people say that they’re both Chinese.
Tina isn’t a ‘Geisha’, and people aren’t even willing to listen to her when she tries to explain that she’s Korean, not Japanese- and yes, Geishas are Japanese.
Mike and Tina are pretty sure they can eat with a knife and fork and Rachel can stop putting chopsticks in her hair.
Not gonna lie, this is good. I don’t wanna come off as conceited, but I had a rough time picking out a snippet. There are so many moments in this document (promptly called “Tina”) that are still so relatable. Also, I gave Wes the username GavelMan92. I don’t know if I will ever finish it. I can see from the document that I am writing this as a couple of standalone chapters, not one big fic, so maybe I can post some finished parts, although there is still a chronological order somewhere.
What do you guys think? Even if you aren’t a Gleek (hewwo Snowbazzians!), would you read an uncompleted fic that consists of vignettes? Or would it be better to publish all chapters separately and then add them to one series in AO3? I have written a bullet point fic for my SJAEU with this idea in mind: so that I can add later chapters out of order in a series. Even though I haven’t added anything to the SJAEU series yet (oop), it is an easy possibility and I have also been thinking about posting my Sense8/Glee AU in this way.
Ah, choices, choices.
And now, the weather. It’s calm after the storm. Yes, there was a storm in the Netherlands: @quizasvivamos @blurglesmurfklaine @coffeegleek @esperantoauthor @otherworldsivelivedin @caramelcoffeeaddict @sillyunicorn @bazzybelle @dragoneggos @raenestee @tectonicduck @nightimedreamersworld @urban-sith @thnxforknowingme @captain-aralias @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @takitalks @justgleekout @cerriddwenluna @tea-brigade @ivelovedhimthroughworse @moodandmist @whogaveyoupermission @bookish-bogwitch @confused-bi-queer @aroace-genderfluid-sheep @ionlydrinkhotwater @1908jmd @wowbright @special-bc-ur-part-of-it @larkral​ @chen-chen-chen-again-chen​ @cutestkilla​ @nausikaaa​/@wellbelesbian​ @artsyunderstudy​ @martsonmars​ @facewithoutheart​ @shrekgogurt​ @boyinjeans​ @rockitmans​ @bitbybitwrites​ @whatevertheweather​
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bitbybitwrites · 6 months
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9 people i wanna know better
Thanks to @welcometololaland for the tag!
current book you’re reading: Well, not surprising, I just finished my 4th read of Red, White and Royal Blue. 😂. I'm currently in the middle of What If It's Us. I do need to get back to two books I stopped and put down for some reason - most likely I got distracted: Pachinko and L'Appart: The Delights and Disasters of Making My Paris Home
last song you listened to: I just checked my Spotify - and it was actually Get Low 😂. But I'm also enjoying this playlist a lot recently:
currently watching: I really am not watching anything right now - I'm so horrible and boring. There's plenty I want to watch, just haven't got time to sit and focus on that now.
current fic you’re reading: Dang - ready for the list? I'm one of those readers who has multiple tabs open at once/am subscribed to a ton of fics.
RWRB fics:
Even if It's Just Pretend by nontoxic
But I love him, whether or no. by Leaves_of_Laurelin
Twice the speed (of you and me) by @myheartalivewrites
A Love That Haunts the Land by @14carrotghoul
Where There Are Octobers by @iboatedhere
Take me where I cannot stand by @clottedcreamfudge
Klaine fics:
Cause and Effect by @heartsmadeofbooks
Sonder by @gleefulpoppet
The Witches of Lilibury by sarkyblueeyes
Kurt Hummel Sucks (But Only if You Ask Nicely) by @rockitmans
Out of Eden by @wowbright
next on my watch list: I've been meaning to see Season 2 of Loki . . and I'm horribly behind on all of the Star Wars series - yeah, yeah don't sue me, I'll get there eventually . And don't get me started with Doctor Who - I'm like a whole season behind!😂
current obsession: Because the current Klaine fic I'm writing, I'm probably listening to more cello/classical music than I would normally would. I'm on the side also doing research for some other fics I hope to get to eventually - (my first RWRB ones) - so looking at some Mexican history and CIA/MI6 background information.
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Tagging - no pressure - only play if you feel like it: @hkvoyage, @justgleekout, @esilher, @wowbright, @little-escapist, @yadivagirl, @lady-divine-writes, @iboatedhere @myheartalivewrites
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gleefulpoppet · 7 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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wowbright · 5 months
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Fic: Authority
Fandom: Glee, Kurt/Blaine
Event: december klaine fanworks challenge 2023
Words: ~ 900 words                                           
Rating: Teen and Up
Summary: In 2015, the Lima bishop tries to ruin the Hummels’ Christmas. Kurt won’t let him.
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. Should you read this if you’re waiting to see what happens in Out of Eden? IDK. But what I can say is this might be part of Kurt and Blaine’s in-verse “canon” future, or it might just be one of many possible futures. Fanfic of fanfic, if you will.
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Kurt didn't want to be fatalistic. He didn't want to assume the worst of people. He was trying to learn at least that much from Blaine.
But he wasn't naive. And the signs pointed toward a confrontation: The new, uninspired policy, of course. Elder Nelson declaring that it was a revelation from God—the same Elder Nelson who believed that God was incapable of loving unconditionally, and therefore could not be trusted to tell God or God’s revelations from the inane clamorings of his own ego. The bishop’s questions to Kurt’s dad after the wedding invitations went out. Kurt’s membership records still being held up in Lima, even though his new bishop in L.A. had put a request in several times to get them transferred to the new ward and was just as frustrated as Kurt over the delay.
Still, he had hoped the Lima bishop believed enough in the sacredness of family that he wouldn't inject himself into Kurt’s visit home for Christmas.
He had hoped, but he hadn't assumed. So when he went out for the mail on Christmas Eve and saw the ward secretary’s car parked across the street, he knew what was happening. He headed straight for the driver side window and knocked. “You do realize you two look like stalkers, don't you?”
The ward secretary smiled as he got out of the car. He held a business-size envelope in his hand. “Sorry to startle you. We just got here and were taking a moment to pray first.” On the other side, the bishop’s second counselor emerged.
“So, did it work?” Kurt said.
“I’m sorry?” the ward secretary said.
“Did the prayer work? Did you convince God that you’re doing the right thing? Or at least convince your own conscience?”
“Kurt,” the ward secretary frowned. “This brings me no joy. You've been called to a disciplinary council.” He held the letter out for Kurt.
“Merry Christmas to you, too,” Kurt said. “But you can keep that.”
“I’m required to give it to you.”
“I’m not required to take it.”
The ward secretary stepped forward. He put a hand on Kurt’s front coat pocket and made to shove the envelope in it.
Kurt stepped back. “Watch it. That's assault.”
“Kurt—” The second counselor chimed in. “We want to help you. The church has clarified that those who enter into same-sex marriage are in apostasy. But you haven’t done it yet. The disciplinary council is an opportunity for you to change course. You've been such an important member of our ward. I've always been inspired by your faith and your commitment to the truth. But this is a blind spot for you. And maybe it is for me, too—the natural man in me keeps questioning it and wondering why it has to be this way. But that’s why we have prophets and apostles—because we can’t trust our own feelings. And they have spoken. Elder Nelson said it was a revelation—”
“Elder Nelson is in apostasy,” Kurt said.
The two brothers looked as if they'd just been bitten by a snake.
But they hadn’t. Kurt was the one who had been bitten, over and over again, and now these two representatives of the priesthood were here to bite him once more in the name of God. And he was tired of it. “Elder Nelson usurped the prophet. Did President Monson tell us this policy change was a revelation? Have any of the other apostles confirmed it? No. It’s unclear if they were all even there to vote on it. And if it is revelation? True revelation? Then he would bring it to the next general conference for a vote of common consent, because our scriptures themselves tell us that a revelation is only true for the whole church and can only bind the whole membership of the church if we have a chance to vote on it. But we haven't had that chance, and there's no sign that he's planning to give us that chance. He thinks he can just say a thing is a revelation and we're all supposed to fall in line? What is that, if it's not apostasy?”
They continued to stare at Kurt. Then, the ward secretary spoke up. “Kurt, don’t make this worse.”
Kurt laughed. “How could something I do possibly make this worse? The bishop sends you out as his goons on Christmas Eve, away from your families, to come to my father’s home and threaten me with excommunication—which, if you actually believe everything Elder Nelson says, will separate me from dad and my mother and Carole and Finn and the rest of my family for all of eternity. Is that the Christmas present you wanted to deliver to my father? Is that your idea of Christlike love? Because it's not what I was taught in Sunday school, and it's not what the scriptures say. And you can keep that letter. I'm not going to come to a disciplinary council held by a bishop in a ward where I don't even live anymore and plead for forgiveness because I refuse to forsake the best gifts that this church has given me: love and grace, charity and forgiveness. Even of this bishop who is trying so hard to make himself my enemy. I feel sorry for him, that this is what he thinks God wants him to do. That he thinks God's love is conditional. That he thinks the love I have for Blaine, one of the greatest gifts God has ever given me, is depraved. That he thinks he has the power to separate me from my family and the people I love in the eternities. It’s so sad, and I pray for him every day that he will stop living in fear. I pray for him, and I love him. But I don’t recognize his authority over me.”
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kurtsascot · 4 months
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thanks @forabeatofadrum for the tag!!!!!
so, ive been working on the klainepolls fic primarily, and, honestly, with the 24 hr turn around time, i haven’t had time to write much else this week. its a huge undertaking and i cant really plan much because i have no way to predict how the votes will go.
but!! with the fic wrapping up, i got back into writing for klueless/ugh as if today.
heres something i wrote today :^)
“Is it a problem that a guy is interested in me?”
Blaine groans and thunks his head against the headrest. “That’s not what I mean. Stop putting words in my mouth.”
“You aren’t giving me much to work with! What am I supposed to think if you only give me half-answers?” Kurt sits back, leaning against the car door, his hand tapping on the windowsill. He takes a shot in the dark. “I mean, is it because he’s older?”
Blaine scrunches his face up. “That’s part of it...”
Oh- unbelievable. Kurt scoffs. “He’s almost your age. You see me as an equal. Who’s to say that he won’t?”
lets tag a bunch of people :^) @cryscendo @shame-is-a-wasted-emotion @backslashdelta @wowbright @daisyishedwig @fallevs @hevanderson (and art?? as many sketches as you want to share ?? @warblercore @porcelainvino )
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spaceorphan18 · 7 months
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fic writer 20 questions - ask game
Thank you @bitbybitwrites for letting me self indulge more.
i still have issues with tagging, but -- @wowbright or @redheadgleek or @coffeegleek wanna try - go for it!
1. how many works do you have on ao3?
Right now - 59. But there are some I think I'm going to take down, mostly the MCU related WIPs I started and have no intention of finishing.
2. whats your ao3 word count?
899,883
3. what fandoms do you write for?
Right now - only Glee. But I started with The Office, and have written MCU related things, too.
4. top 5 fics by kudos
1. 99 Perspectives on a Single Love Story 417 2. The Accident 336 3. Chasing Pavements 312 4. Faking It 303 5. How I Met My Soul Mate - A Drunken Kurt Story 275
5. do you respond to comments? why or why not?
I do! But I get so behind. I'm finally caught up again, but I'll go months without responding (and I always feel bad). I feel like - if you've taken the time to write, I should take the time and thank you for acknowledging my work.
6. what is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
I don't really have any that have angsty endings - I'm not big on that. I do have bittersweet and sad endings, though -- such as Things We Say in the Shadows, Scenes from December, and The End of the Story
7. whats the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
Ooh, I don't know - maybe Chasing Pavements?
8. do you get hate on fics?
Not really. I think I had one comment once that said they thought I needed more editing. (which, fair) and one that didn't like how I did vampires in Things We Say in the Shadows -- but since I know nothing about Vampire lore - I wasn't too worried about it.
9. do you write smut? if so, what kind?
Clearly, I do. But here's the thing about smut. I feel like - when you start writing, it can be like this scary thing, and then the more you do it, the more almost... routine it starts becoming? It's been an interesting journey...
10. do you write crossovers? whats the craziest one youve ever written?
Not really? Only when it's kind of done in a cracky way. I wrote Scam School as a joke, which is a Glee/MCU crossover. And Blurring Lines is a RPF crack fic about Kurt and Blaine's reaction to Darren and Mia getting engaged.
11. have you ever had a fic stolen?
God, I hope not. Please let me know if someone has!
12. have you ever had a fic translated?
Yes! I had someone ask if they could translate my works into German! So they are!
13. have you ever cowritten a fic before?
I have! @ckerouac and I wrote a silly MCU fic about fake dating and @darriness and I wrote a cute one-shot together.
14. fave all time ship?
Hmmm, I don't know! I'm still having fun writing Klaine. I will always have a special place in my heart for Jim and Pam - and sometimes think about writing more of them. And there are lots out there that I enjoy - but I wouldn't necessarily write fic about.
15. wip you want to finish but doubt you will?
Idk about doubt completely, but I'd love to finish writing The CrossRhodes Saga -- it's a 40s noir mystery, and it's so fun.
16. what are your writing strengths?
Probably conversation -- also, the ability to weave in canon elements. Plus, I think I'm funny - I don't know if other people think I am though.
17. what are your writing weaknesses?
Details and descriptions. Also transitions. And probably mechanical things like where to use a comma. Plus, my inability to just proofread and clean it up before posting.
18. thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in a fic?
Make sure you know what you're doing? Or have someone proofread it? Idk - I've never done it.
19. first fandom you wrote for?
I mean, if you want to get technical, it'd be The Mighty Ducks when I was ten... but the first thing anyone read was for The Office.
20. fave fic youve written?
It's really a toss up between With Every Broken Bone -- which, was really a fic written for me and how to reconcile between seasons 5 and 6. I still will go back and reread that one. The month of June still manages to be one of my favorite things I've ever written. And 99 Perspectives on a Single Love Story which may have been a long, tedious journey to write, but it ended up being just exactly what I wanted it to be. I also have hopes for my current project: Head Over Feet but we'll have to see how that works out when I finish it.
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thnxforknowingme · 8 months
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Thanks for the tag @forabeatofadrum! It's been SO LONG since I've posted one of these lmao, I have not been writing at all recently. However, this weekend a couple friends and I had a "writer's retreat" where we all hopped on a Discord call together and each worked on our own writing projects, which has been super fun and productive. Because of that, I managed to finish TWO MORE CHAPTERS of my Kurtbastian WIP All's Fair - those will be posted in the near future!
When I hit my mental limit for working on that fic, though, I decided to have fun by just writing out a little bit for another fic idea I have, which is a Klaine reunion fic. I am extremely unclear on the details, but the basic premise is this: Klaine gets married after their S4 reunion, but haven't resolved any of their issues, so they end up getting divorced a few years later. Then, like 10 years after that, they run into each other again (how? why? I don't know yet 🤷‍♀️), and get back together. Sort of an S6-esque reunion but on a much longer timeline. I don't actually really know what the plot is going to be so everything I've written is subject to change. But here's a snippet I quite enjoyed (under the cut because it's much longer than six sentences):
It’s odd to be divorced at the age of 27. Most of Blaine’s friends are just getting married now, instead of having that life experience firmly in the rearview mirror. When he looks closely, he can still see the faint band of paler skin around his finger where the ring used to sit. But he doesn’t look closely very often anymore.
The worst part of being divorced at age 27 is having to tell the people you date. It usually comes up by the third date - stories about your life or questions about your dating history end up revealing it. The reaction is often disbelief or confusion, followed by alarm. How terrible of a partner must Blaine have been to get divorced so young? And how irresponsible to have gotten married even younger?
If he were a heterosexual woman with a religious upbringing he might have some culturally-acceptable excuses. But as a gay man, it pretty much boils down to: we were young, and in love, and stupid enough to think that that was all that mattered.
Tagging @blurglesmurfklaine because I know she specifically was interested in this fic idea when I mentioned it a few months ago, and also tagging @special-bc-ur-part-of-it @wowbright @backslashdelta @starpunchsoup @redheadgleek @rockitmans @cerriddwenluna and anyone else who wants to share!
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klaineccfanficlibrary · 6 months
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Ok. .bc it came up recently in an ask of mine. Is there a Klaine/Jane Eyre crossover fic anywhere?
If not, could you recommend your favorite historical AU fics? Now I'm in a mood to read some!☺️
Hello! I've done searched for Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte and even Mr Rochester with Klaine, but nothing is coming up at all for those! Maybe you need to write it?! ~Jen
The historical trope is a big favorite of mine. There's quite a few in 1960's-1980's
Can’t take my eyes off you by @gleekto
1969 Klaine AU.
Blaine is a gay. He’s known for years and he’s not ashamed. He just wants to be sensible about it as it carries a lot of risks. So he chooses to study Arts at one of the best colleges in the country - Columbia - that makes his parents happy. And it also happens to have the first college sanctioned gay group in the country - the Student Homophile League - for people like him. And that makes him happy. He hopes. He just has to muster up the courage to actually go to one of the League meetings. Instead he wastes his time staring at that icy hippie in his music history class who doesn’t know he exists. He needs to stop pretending people are gay in his head and actually meet some real homosexuals.
Blaine coming of age in 1969. Hippie!Kurt. Elliott and Sebastian as Blaine’s mentor-friends. Unironic use of ‘groovy’. Coming out and fitting in and falling in love.
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Come Alive by delires
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.
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To Be Myself by @wowbright
What if Kurt had been born 25 years earlier? A story about Gen X Kurt Hummel learning about love and, most importantly, learning to be himself, 1976-1985.
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Indiscretions by shandyall
As childhood best friends in the 40’s and secret high school sweethearts in the 50’s, Kurt and Blaine never would have guessed they’d both end up married to women in the 60’s. But even when the world they live in keeps them from walking hand in hand, there’s nothing they can’t face side by side.
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Gimme Shelter by Kurtswish
On a joyride out with friends, Blaine stumbles upon a man that would change his life forever. It is a time when changes are coming swiftly with Civil Rights laws and Vietnam on the forefront of everyone’s minds. Finding each other and romance should have been the hard part, but what will two young men endure in the time of free love and war. Story is complete.
And also, before those eras, two highly recommended by fandom:
Westerville Abbey by @hkvoyage
Blaine is the second son of the earl of Westerville, and is considered the spare heir. After his 18th birthday, he attends the London Season to fulfill his duty of finding a wife. He soon realizes he is more attracted to the new footman. Kurt, who has just arrived at Westerville Abbey to work alongside his father, becomes equally as smitten with the earl’s youngest son. Will Blaine and Kurt be able to overcome their class differences in 1910s England? Will their forbidden love survive WW1? A Downton Abbey inspired historical Klaine AU.
and also part 2 Life in the Big Apple
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Gilded Cage by canarian
In the winter of 1895, Blaine Anderson, the son of a wealthy doctor, and Kurt Hummel, the son of a middle class mechanic, cross paths at a luxury hotel in the quiet seaside town of St. Augustine, Florida. With everyone and everything working to keep them apart, can they find a way to be together?
and of course, this one:
Known as Cavemen klaine by IconicAnon
Kurt and Blaine are cavemen discovering buttsex for the first time
Enjoy!!!
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daisyishedwig · 1 month
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I was tagged by @kurtsascot again this week, and I totally forgot to post it yesterday, but here's another little snipped from like it hasn't been forever.
Blaine avoided talking about Kurt. Whether it was because he didn’t want to think of the implications of him having a boyfriend while hanging out with Sebastian, or because he didn’t want Sebastian to start asking questions, Sebastian didn’t know.  As it stood, the little coffee shop in Marion seemed to be a place where Kurt Hummel wasn’t required to exist. When they were there, he, along with the rest of the world, fuzzed away. And they were just Sebastian and Blaine, sharing coffee and writing stupid jokes in the margins of each other’s notebooks.  And Sebastian pretended that those moments weren’t the highlight of his day, his week, his month. His relationship with the other Warblers had been strained since the Michael Jackson incident, and even as he’d made amends with the New Directions and turned a new leaf after Karofsky’s suicide attempt, he still felt like he was walking on eggshells. He didn’t trust himself to not fuck up again and lose any trust they’d regained in him, and as a result, he felt very, very alone. Every moment spent with them not in rehearsal felt like a test, a risk, a chance for him to say something wrong, to cause Nick to look at him with that disappointed frown that said, I believed in you, I trusted you, and look what you did? But with Blaine? There wasn’t that pressure. Blaine had no reason to be spending time with him, nothing Sebastian had done had worked to repair their friendship. Blaine had simply decided he was done hating Sebastian. And nothing he said ever made that feel conditional.
and I'll tag @lusthurts, @calsvoid, @wowbright, @cryscendo, @fallevs, @bitbybitwrites, and @annepi-blog
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