Klaine: UntitledKlaine: Untitled4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kurt's words hit me like a brick. In the face. He thought I was going to ask him out? Maybe it's cause I was just rejected and one of my friends just told me he liked me, but suddenly he was a lot more attractive. And his eyes were like Whoa. I didn't even notice them before. And he was waiting for me to answer him, or say something. I stared at him, then my shoes. My head was racing to sort things out before I said anything. I just thought that my sudden Emotion-attack was because I had just gained the knowledge that a living, breathing PERSON was, y'know, interested in me. I'm sure people had liked me before What's not to like? But no one had ever told me. I had never known people wanted to be with me. And why not Kurt? He's kind of cute, he's funny, and he's right there staring at me with those eyes.
Well yeah, I can't go out with him because I don't really like-like him yet. I may suck at romance, but I
Day One: Baby/Kid!KlaineDay One: Baby/Kid!Klaine3 years ago in Humor More Like This
In Lima, Ohio a six years-old Kurt Hummel is sitting in the living room with his mother, laughing and singing along to The Little Mermaid. When Kurt's favorite scene comes onthe one where Ariel is singing to a half-awake and dazed Prince Eriche bounces and giggles and squeals.
"Mommy, Mommy," he exclaims, "someday I'm going to marry a boy like Prince Eric."
Elizabeth, not really shocked by this declaration, smiles and hugs her little boy, kissing his temple.
"I know, baby..."
In Westerville, Ohio a young Blaine Anderson sits with his older brother in the den watching Sleeping Beauty; when Aurora's singing and dancing in the woods with her animal friends, the six years-old grins widely and sighs.
"What's with the smile," sixteen years-old Cooper laughs.
"One day," he says, "I going to find my own Prince Phillip "
A small pause follows, broken when the older boy snorts and they both end up laughing.
"Sure, Blainey, sur
Artemis' offical ProfileArtemis' offical Profile10 months ago in Profiles More Like This
Name: Artemis Rose Barton (Huntress)
Birth Date: 3/2/2023
Clint Barton (Father)
Natasha Romanoff Barton (Mother)
Apollo Barton (Twin Brother)
Past Love Interests: N/A
Current Love Interest: Ethan Stark
Anyone who poses a threat to the Avengers or A2
Being a leader
Hacking (especially hacking into S.H.I.E.L.D and/or Stark industries)
Having no weapon
People treating her or her team with disrespect
Anyone who thinks a girl cannot lead
People doubting her leadership abilities
Anything that puts her team in danger
Appearance: Artemis has medium length auburn colored hair
To Boldly Go: Introduction“Life is the art of drawing with no eraser.”To Boldly Go: Introduction2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
~ John W. Gardener
My name is Luna Marie Kirk. I was born on Earth 16 years ago. I never knew my mother because she didn’t want me. So, when I was born, they cut the cord, and left me in a bag on top of a garbage can. Someone heard my cries and called the hospital, where they managed to save my life. When running my blood sample to see if they could find my mother, they found that my father was James T. Kirk, captain of the USS Enterprise. They knew that he probably knew nothing about me, as there was documented proof that he hadn’t been on earth in 8-10 months. They didn’t think he would want me, but they sent a notice to him anyway out of protocol. They were right, he didn’t want me, but my Uncle Bones, missing his own daughter, persuaded him to at least meet me, and my Dad agreed. He says that the second he laid eyes on me, he loved me, and knew it was his destiny to raise me. And so, at three months o
He Will Be Loved Chapter 2"Shit, sorry. You're phone's okay isn't it! Oh god, it's an IPhone. Please tell me it's okay! I'm such a klutz, I knew something was going to happen on my first day, and now I'm rambling, at least I haven't said something about how good your ass looks in those jeans. Crap. And you're probably straight and you're going to want to beat me up, I'll just go "He Will Be Loved Chapter 23 years ago in Romance More Like This
"My phone's fine, it's been thrown against a wall enough times!" Kurt interrupted, blushing at the man's last statement. "And thanks for the compliment, I am actually gay. And I'm not going to " Kurt finally looked up from his phone and into some gorgeous hazel eyes. The man was stunning. He had his dark brown hair slicked back (Kurt thought it was naturally curly, and wanted to hope that he'd find out) and was wearing bright yellow capri pants, a black polo shirt and a striped bow tie. Kurt was breathless."My name's Kurt" he finally got the courage to say.
Kurt felt a spark as he took Blaine's outstretched hand in
Kurt's PromiseWaiting in line for coffee, Blaine checked his watch again. It was almost midday, and though the flight was on time, Kurt was not expected to arrive at Ohio's airport for another hour or so. Sighing, Blaine ran a hand through his hair, watching a plane come in to land through the huge glass windows. Soon, it would be Kurt's plane that was landing there, and at last, they would be reunited once more. Picturing his boyfriend's shining smile, and imagining those arms wrapping around him affectionately, Blaine smiled as he stepped up towards the counter, and placed his order.Kurt's Promise3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
Taking his drink, Blaine made his way to one of the free tables, preparing himself the long wait ahead of him. How many times had he sat here, thinking of ways to pass the time as he awaited Kurt's arrival back from New York? Over the past year, Kurt had flown back for the summer and Christmas breaks, and any other free time he could get from college. But this time, he would stay home for longer. It was the end of Kur
''It's not fair...''''It's not fair...''3 years ago in Drama More Like This
Warning: Homosexual Relationship! Don't like, don't read OR get over it and enjoy; any comment complaining about it will be deleted, because I don't care for your bitching! I warned you and it's not my problem if you didn't listen!
Also SPOILERS FOR SEASON THREE FINALE, if you haven't seen the episode I advise you to read something else.
"I-I don't understand," Kurt sobbed into his boyfriend's chest. They were at Blaine's, lying sideways in his bed with the shorter one holding the countertenor tightly, giving as much comfort as he could.
"I know, baby," he whispered, "I don't understand it eitheryou nailed your audition "
"It isn't fair nothing in my life is fair "
"No, you're right it"
"Why is it always me ?"
Blaine couldn't reply to that, so instead he pressed his devastated boyfriend further into him. They would figure this out, they would, but for now that wasn't what Kurt needed; he needed to be held and kissed, nothi
Unsinkable Part 4They were back in Kurt's stateroom, semi-dressed and cuddling as both of them calmed down from their exploration of each other's body.Unsinkable Part 43 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Their breaths were in tune with one another, warming each other's faces as their arms were wrapped around another. Blaine leaned in close to Kurt, nuzzling his nose. "You are truly amazing Kurt. I have never met anyone quite like you."
Kurt didn't respond to that, instead he felt something gripping his stomach, gripping his being, something that just made everything about this feel wrong. Closing his eyes Kurt let out a held breath. Why did society condemn these feelings he felt for Blaine? Why does he need to hide these desires for fear of being hurt? Why must people condemn love like this?
"Kurt?" Blaine's voice interrupted Kurt's dark thoughts. "What's wrong?"
Opening his glasz eyes, Kurt met Blaine's. "Just thinking, wondering." Blaine began to fondly rub the pad of his thumb against the small blush that came across Kurt's cheek. Kurt then moved his
America x Reader x Captain AmericaYou were walking down the street, scratch that you were running down the street, trying to make it to your job before the big hand hit 'very' and the little hand hit 'late'. It wasn't working out very well, but you didn't get plenty of stares as you half ran down the street to the building where you worked. You were almost there, when you ran into what seemed like a wall.America x Reader x Captain America3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
"Sorry about that," came a deep voice and you realized that it was either a talking wall or a very strong someone.
"No problem, my bad," you started, taking the hand he offered you and getting up. Only when you were standing did you see just how cute this talking wall was. He had classic blue eyes and neatly styled blond hair. You stand there a little dumbstruck.
"Oh, right, I'm (Name) (Last Name), sorry again about running into you," you smile and shake his hand.
"No problem, my name is Steve, Steve Rogers. May I ask where you are heading in such a rush?" You had a moment of enjoying his voice and smile, befo
BTOM: Purpose and DeterminationBTOM: Purpose and Determination2 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
The sun was high in the sky, showering the city of Tenochtitlan with golden rays of heat and making it nearly impossible to endure the tiresome arithmetic lessons this early afternoon.
Chicomeacatl wasn’t listening to the instructor anymore, anyway, not since he’d discovered the praying mantis right below the open window he was sitting next to.
It had taken him a while to realize the large predator for what it was. Camouflaged as a dry leaf, it lurked among the foliage, shifting with the gentle breeze and patiently waiting for its prey.
The object of its desire was a slender lizard that bustled over the ground, looking for smaller insects and utterly unaware of the skulking danger above. In fact, the lizard’s persistent search for food drove it closer and closer to its mortal enemy, almost right beneath the mantis’s calculated position.
Body tensed in excitement and fascination, Chicomeacatl held his breath and didn’t dare to exhale, as if the slightest mo
Life is Chaos. Prologue"Miss Erabusu, would you care to join us?"Life is Chaos. Prologue3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
A girl jolted awake as the teacher shook her shoulder. She nervously laughed and apologized.
Her name was Erabusu Pao. When this girl had came up to me at random I thought this whole thing was a joke. I thought they had set me up. Because when you put her first name before her last, it's Pao Erabusu, which literally means "To Choose A Path"
And that's exactly what I have to do...
My parents...shipped me off here. I live alone in a small apartment. They gave me enough money to survive but said I needed to learn about life and so I was force to get a part time job.
Sometimes I wonder if I did something bad. Well of course I did. my exsistence was a mistake...I'm not suppossed to be here....I'm nothing but a big stupid...
The teacher sighed and continued her lesson. Pao-chan is a bit of an airhead, and often goes in her little world. Her hair is normally in twin drills. I kinda find them cute-argh...what am I saying...
After school the st
Unsinkable EpilogueUnsinkable Epilogue3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was September 5, 1985. Brock Lovett and his two fellow crewmembers, Bobby Buell and Lewis Bodine, found the strangest thing in one of the higher standard cabins in the wreck of the Titanic.
Two skeletons, in a tight, almost lover-like, embrace.
Later analysis would show them both to be male.
I Was Dreaming for So LongI Was Dreaming for So LongI Was Dreaming for So Long3 years ago in Romance More Like This
"The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more; that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds," Kurt turned off the TV with a huff, tossing the remote to the side before slumping back down against Blaine's headboard with his arms crossed.
"Eyy," Blaine protested through a mouthful of popcorn. "'S watching that," Kurt stared at his arms with his head down, biting loosely on his lower lip. Blaine stared at him for a moment, swallowing thickly and sucking his teeth. Kurt didn't meet his eyes, only turned his gaze to the blue screen of the DVD menu. He shut his eyes and breathed in deeply as Blaine set the bowl of popcorn aside, turning over on his side to face Kurt.
"I'm sorry," he mumbled, running his hand up and down the length of Kurt's folded arm gently, though he got no response. I had been hard, watching Rachel board the train without any of them, trying to keep his smile as genuine as he coul
if you want my bodyplease read description below first. thank you!if you want my body4 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kurt Hummel doesn't do this every night. That's why he has to keep reminding himself that it's okay. That he's allowed to have a little fun in a city where he knows no one, especially on the night before the most stressful job he'll ever take on. And sure, maybe he's experiencing a little more than a buzz. Maybe the colored lights over the dance floor blur prettily as he watches the mass of people moving to one beat, and everyone is being a little loud. But it gets a lot easier to justify this as he moves from drink to drink, pretending that he's part of the vibrant crowd of young people all around him. What he's not expecting is to bring someone home that night. The thought hasn't even crossed his mind, because who wants to have sex with the pale, anti-social young man who looks more twelve than twenty-six?
Apparently, the man who sits on the stool next to him, instantly invading every barrier of personal space that Kurt's set up
Unsinkable Part 1Unsinkable Part 13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He hated this, he hated his drab clothing and the boat and the sea air and the way the stupid foghorn kept sounding, keeping him up at night. But mostly Kurt just hated himself. Why? Why was he born?
He knew something was different about him, all the other boys his age were fancying the girls and flirting with them. Kurt liked their styles, but the women themselves held no appeal to his tastes. Instead Kurt had noticed that his preferences were more towards the male population than the female.
He liked their lines. He liked the wide shoulders, the narrow hips and the straight jaw. His nightly dreams always consisted of some male form lying beside him, snuggled close, breaths hot, fast and shallow on each other's lips.
Kurt Hummel was a homosexual. And he hated it. He hated how he couldn't just ignore these feelings or change them so he can be just as inflamed by the female form as by the male. He'd tried, but just couldn't. He yearned for the one thing he could never have. Even worse w
Sassy Gay POLISH FriendThe world is at war. This could have been avoided if they had a Sassy Gay Friend. "VAT ARE YOU DOING? VAT VAT VAT ARE YOU DOING?" Poland strutted in, flipping his pink scarf fashionably. Everyone stopped their killing to stare at the Polish man... woman... thing... "We're... uh... fighting in the war." One soldier answered nervously. "Over what?! Unless this is for tickets to a Justin Timberlake strip show, I don't see what the big deal is! You guys are fighting over NOTHING!" And suddenly it donned on them. One by one, the soldiers set their swords down, and the countries marveled at Poland's reasoning. "Now c'mon, let's go find Liet and go to a Justin Timberlake strip show, you stupid bitches!" Poland turned and said quietly. "They such stupid bitches." SASSY GAY POLISH FRIEND~Sassy Gay POLISH Friend4 years ago in Humor More Like This
Half of youHalf of you gone, half of you livesHalf of you3 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Half of you takes, half of you gives
Skin is pure or full of scars
Become endless night without stars
Half of you whispers, half of you calls
Half of you flies, half of you falls
Go and erase all those lies
Become ash so you can rise
Half of you goes, half of you thinks
Half of you swims, half of you sinks
Hoping that once I can see
Maybe half of you loving me
Strictly PlatonicA/N: Alrighty, my first Glee fiction. This is a little scary for me. I'm used to being a pretty well known author in my usual fandom, so switching gears here and going back to being an unknown is pretty scary for me, and a little difficult. Especially going into the Glee realm of all places. Muchacha has been one of my favorite DeviantArt artists and through her I found all these great fics. So I couldn't help second-guessing myself as I was writing this, wondering how I'm ever supposed to live up to masterpieces such as Dalton or Knife Going In.Strictly Platonic4 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
As an aspiring author however, I'm always eager to step outside my comfort zone and try something new. So here's my first attempt. Hoping it's well-received. Please let me know what you think! I'm always open to ideas, suggestions, requests, you name it.
The only thing you really need to know here is that despite the last three Glee episodes stating otherwise, I still subscribe to the theory that Dalton is a boarding school.
a broken kind of beautiful (first klaine fic)A Broken Kind of Beautiful.a broken kind of beautiful (first klaine fic)3 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
spoilers for 3X22 "goodbye"
[this is my first fan-fiction and really my first creative writing since middle school i think, so please be gentle, this one is kind of poetic-esque but i intend to write more, especially if anybody likes this one, they probably wont be as... i dunno... i wanna say lofty but that's not right, they might be though, i dont know, havent written them yet, i intend to write about their respective childhood's though, and then in new york and various marriage/ child rearing/ broadway careering milestones... maybe something with fashion for Kurt because honestly they're always blabbing about the arts being so damn important and they've never once done anything with visual arts (save for Kurt and his tacky glue) and as a visual artist i feel dangerously underrepresented, Also lots and lots of smut. but the girly kind with feelings.. sorry if there are a lot of errors
The Good Life: Part 1The Good LifeThe Good Life: Part 14 years ago in Fan Fiction More Like This
Kurt Hummel led an extraordinary life in the eyes of everyone around him. Hell, in his eyes, his life was pretty damn good. He had an incredible job that paid him more than enough to live comfortably; he had good friends, and still remained close to his family after moving to New York. Still, he couldn't shake the feeling of loneliness. Was it too much to ask for one date? One decent man to approach him and ask him to dinner, was that really an absurd longing? Kurt knew he didn't need to have a boyfriend in order to be happy, mind you, but it would be nice to have some sort of a love-life to speak of.
At twenty-five you would think his tally of conquered men exceeded two. And if he was being brutally honest, he had been the one conquered. Yes, he was known for falling quick and hard, but if you were going to do something, you might as well do it right. Granted, Finn would protest that falling for straight guys wasn't exactly what one would call "doing it right". Ku
Suicide Is Not An Option IIThough it's true you tried,Suicide Is Not An Option II1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes you need to try harder.
And keep trying.
The Storyteller.Words burst from my fingertips likeThe Storyteller.4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Licks of fire, burning paper
Where they etch and score their
Meanings with absolute passion.
The faint, illusory scent of make-believe
Smoke surrounds me like a shroud:
An ensorcelled cloak, its hem stitched with a
Magical thread that imbues me with the
Power of words, its fabric dyed
Dark, shimmering with shades of ambition.
Creatures of all forms and ages begin to
Flit across my page with alarming clarity.
Voices - strident and shy, tenacious and meek -
All attempt to make their stories heard:
There are adventures to be spun in
Stimulating hues of royal blue and jade;
Romances to be told in the
Swelling notes of a sweet serenade;
Downfalls to be declared by the knell of
Death as he leads a doleful black parade.
Day after day, my Muse leads me from
Forest to meadow to coast to city, opening
Portals through which I can glimpse
Alternate realities and different lands altogether,
That I may understand the
Wonders of wor
A Dragon-Free Christmas'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the houseA Dragon-Free Christmas5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A party was raging, causing neighbours to grouse
The slurries were hanging 'round the chimney with beer
In the hopes that some cute guys soon would appear
The junkies were gathered 'round the fire with pills
While dealers nearby counted 10 dollar bills
Pop music from the stereo loudly did blare
And the scent of eggnog and vomit pervaded the air
Then from outside there arose a strange humming
Which clashed rather badly with Boni M.'s thrumming
I ran out of the door as fast as I could
Out onto the patio of lacquered wood
The moon up above lent a handy dull glow
To light up the strange scene unfolding below
As suddenly, it seemed right out of thin air
A full-sized pseudo TARDIS did strangely appear
And a funny young lady stepped out of its door
Clutching a hare by its soft, silver paw
Then down from the sky a hideous dragon came
And she screamed, and shouted, and called it mean names
"Get out of here! you fiend! you scaly green
Acurrate Eponine CostumeHonestly, there is only one thing that annoys me about the Les Miserables musical and that thing is, like in the book, Eponine and how the fans romanticize her. If you have only seen the musical and never picked up the book, you might assume Victor Hugo's Eponine wears a cute short sleeved blouse, a slightly tattered skirt, a cap, a trench coat, a men's belt with a big brass buckle, and some old boots. You'd probably think she was drop dead gorgeous, busty, and had perfect hair. And you would be dead wrong. Never in the book does it ever mention Eponine wearing a cap (except when dressed as a boy) or a coat, she didn't have a proper belt (or bodice for that matter), and several times she is described as being barefoot. She was not particularly well-endowed, and passed as a feminine boy easily enough. She was not overwhelmingly beautiful though if she had an easier life she might have been; she was dirty and most likely had bad teeth and bushy eyebrows.Acurrate Eponine Costume2 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This