If you hate me that much, Hummel… why are you stalking me?

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“You can’t do this.”
She didn’t look up from her task, just continued folding shirts, pants, skirts and placing them into neat piles in the two suitcases on the bed. They’d been fighting since last night. She’d already went over her options, and she’d been trying to find the nerve to pack for the last two hours.
“I can do this, and I am.”
“You can’t just throw away five years of marriage like it was nothing!”
She sighed. “It wasn’t nothing,” she whispered, almost to herself. “But it isn’t enough.”
“How can it not be enough? Haven’t I been good to you? I’ve got a good job, so do you. We’ve.. we’ve got a house, a home… we’re going to have a family. Why isn’t that enough?”
“You’ve always known what I really want. What I need. And this.. isn’t it.”
He sat heavily down on the bed and rubbed a hand across his face. “What… what about the baby? You’re not going to…”
Her eyes widened. “Of course not! I’d never… You’ll be a part of his or her life, you will always be my baby’s father. But… I can’t be your wife anymore.”
She picked up the suitcases and wavered a bit at their weight. She smiled at him with tears in her eyes as he took them from her and led her out to the waiting taxi.
“Is it… her?”
She nodded.
“Do you even know where she is?” Finn asked.
“No,” Rachel answered. “But I’ll find my way to her.”
i don’t even ship faberry that much but askdhgaklsjghasjflg
may have discovered a new kink I’m kind of into via a new fic on k_b…
huuuuuuuhmmmm. idk. i feel as though it’s really not my thing WHATWOULDPAPAHUMMELTHINKOHLORDY but i’ll give it a go!
oh okay now I hate you
and now Papa Bear Hummel or Finn will dislocate your face from your body okay
“Hey Blaine. Long time no see.”
Every muscle goes cold and oddly sick; that’s not Kurt’s voice. “What - who the hell-“
“You don’t remember me, I’m hurt. Guys, he’s forgotten us, can you believe that? We’re all real upset here, little man.”
He knows that voice, standing silent and very still outside Kurt’s dad’s garage. He knows that voice, and he knows who the ‘guys’ are, or at least the collection of guys it could refer to, depending on who’s in jail or juvie and who’s actually free to be there right now. He makes himself breathe, slowly, through his nose, and says as flatly as he can, “Where’s Kurt?”HELP I CAN’T BREATHE
asfdalkjdhfdh do want
A seriously gorgeous piece of fiction.
Title: Where Do I Begin
Summary: Blaine is an assistant choreographer and ballet dancer, who finds himself working with the star of an off-Broadway show - Kurt Hummel. Sexual tension, miscommunication, mirrors and music and spotlights. Future AU.
Pairings: Kurt/Blaine, briefest reference to Santana/Brittany
Rating: NC-17
Word count: ~26,000
Warnings: Mentions of physical and attempted sexual assault.
Spoilers: None.
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“You were being charitable? Please. You can’t be that full of yourself, Hummel. In what world do you live?”
“The same as you, but instead of passively waiting for shit to happen to me, I work for it. This is why I have a successful career and you’re still in the exact same place you were last year, Anderson.” His voice started getting higher with every word he said, his eyes shooting daggers. “I’m going to Europe, did you hear? Apparently they’re all crazy for androgynous faces, or whatever bullshit they used to sell me over there. How’s next season’s Gap collection?”
bitchy model Klaine is my new crack
oh, god, must read this NOW.
neaf:
DFCR fic prompt written for the lovely and wonderful mskaylee, who has so kindly allowed me to publish here as well and share with you all <3.
Prompt: sensual, based on “Overlap” by Ani DiFranco (download available on the link).
basically, this is very teasing and does have a lot of sexual overtones, but it is PG.
enjoy, everyone!
Yeah, me too.
Remember how that never happened..?
…
It’s okay, I forgive you all, but yeah, shower me with some now! :D
This is aimed at those tagged specifically, but I’ll love anyone who wants to give me some to read :D Pretty much the only big fic I’ve read is Dalton.. I read other fics I find on my dash quite often, but I don’t know any of their names xD
So yeah, Klaine, CrissColfer and general Glee fic recs are all much appreciated! :D
everythingsklainenothinghurts:
Title: You got me hypnotized.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Darren Criss/Chris Colfer
Summary: Nothing really. Just 6.600 words of pure smut and fluff.
Disclaimer: I do not own any persons in this. I respect Darren and Chris and I don’t claim that any of this happened, it’s all just a product of my imagination.Extract: Darren smiled softly, pulling Chris up so they were face to face again.
Their foreheads were resting against each other’s, their noses brushing, eyes still locked.
“Know what?”, Darren asked.
“What?”, Chris asked back.
“I’m glad we are doing this tonight. I just…I’m not scared of the aftermath you know. Because I think it was meant to happen one day. I care about you so much and even if I don’t know where this is taking us or what we are and even if this is making any sense because I’m still not sober…but anyways…I want you to know that this is not a drunken fuck. It’s not some slip. You’re my best friend so it can’t be…just don’t ever feel like I’m using you ok? Promise me.”
I missed writing CrissColfer.
Let me rephrase. I missed writing CrissColfer Porn.
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1200
Enjoy!
Reblogging for the morning crew.
Morning crew are very appreciative! ^_^
This is what happens when we get to talking about what happened in scenes we didn’t get from Glee. Brad requested drunk!Blaine and aftermath after Rachel’s party.
Even I’m not curious enough to see what’s going on there.
somebody plz gimme the url
seriously?
well, okay…
well THAT could be intersting… :|