Day One: Baby/Kid!KlaineDay One: Baby/Kid!Klaine4 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 Profile2 years 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
Unsinkable EpilogueUnsinkable Epilogue4 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.
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 24 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 Promise4 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
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 44 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
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
I Was Dreaming for So LongI Was Dreaming for So LongI Was Dreaming for So Long4 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
Unsinkable Part 1Unsinkable Part 14 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
Klaine: UntitledKlaine: Untitled5 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
Where Is Our Courage?(Klaine Break Up)Where Is Our Courage?(Klaine Break Up)3 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Blaine stood by the tree at the park. It was pitch black outside but instead of going on home, he stood there. He had texted his boyfriend Kurt to meet him here, but Kurt had texted him that he was in a situation at the moment. Blaine needed to see Kurt, now. So Blaine slid his IPhone out of the pocket of his cuffed, tight jeans and dialed Kurt's number. His name showed up on Blaine's phone as "Kurt(Baby<3)" and that made Blaine half smile out of the corner of his mouth, but it was quickly wiped clean as he pressed the phone to his ear as it started to ring.
"Hello? Blaine? I am on my way but I kind of got lost." Kurt laughed through the phone. Blaine loved his laugh, but he couldn't bear to hear it any longer, so he only sit back a short reply and prepared to hang up the phone. "Alright Blaine, I'll be there in a bit. love you." Kurt said, it almost rolled off his tongue, like it was so easy to say, but Blaine had to bite back the words he struggled to say and he only hung up the p
a broken kind of beautiful (first klaine fic)A Broken Kind of Beautiful.a broken kind of beautiful (first klaine fic)4 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
''It's not fair...''''It's not fair...''4 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
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 Friend5 years ago in Humor More Like This
Remember....Remember....4 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Remember all those days
All those promises
I wish I could
Tell you we can go back
But we both know
Not everything can be okay
I want to believe it can be okay
Trust me I do
But all things end
It just seems the better things
Won't last as long
As we thought they would
So I want to smile and say
Maybe we look back
But, I hope you do
Those memories you gave me
Glee Diaries- Rory FlanaganGlee Diaries- Rory Flanagan4 years ago in Profiles More Like This
Dear Diary ,
I've been in America for a while now. Mommy gave me this so I could write about what's going on. Well, here I go. First off, I have amazing friends. Sam and Finn have really "got my back" as they say . Finn is teaching me to "trash talk" . Apparently, it isn't talking about trash. I also have a girlfriend, now. Her name is Sugar Motta . she is one "hot mama" as people say. I also have a lot of friends in Glee Club . I still miss Ireland , but I like it here too. Well, Sugar is calling me.
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 America4 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
Life is Chaos. Prologue"Miss Erabusu, would you care to join us?"Life is Chaos. Prologue4 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
The Storyteller.Words burst from my fingertips likeThe Storyteller.5 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
The Ides of March reviewThe Ides of March review4 years ago in Reviews & Guides More Like This
*****Warning, the following review contains political opinions and reference to the current job loss protests which have been going on recently that may offend people with differing political opinions. I really don't care to get into political debates right now so kindly take what I've written, appreciate what thought I've stated and make your own choice to see the film or not, otherwise, if you're gonna be bigot about it, I'll delete your comment (and you can kindly go f*** yourselves if you are being idiotic bigots). Thank you and have a nice day*****
It's the pivotable final week in the Democratic presidential candidacy for Governor of Pennsylvania Mike Morris (George Clooney). His optimistic Jr. Campaign Manager Stephen Meyers (Ryan Gosling) is passionately working to get Morris the nomination as Senior Campaign Manager (Phillip Seymour Hoffman) tries to grab Ohio's vote. But a personal meeting with slimy rival campaign manager Tom Duffy (Paul Giamatti) lands Meyers in hot water wh
WaitI waitWait3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
For you to see
The person I am
Not you think I should be
But you just wish
That I would change
For better or worse
So no one is blamed
But I am just me
No one else
And never well be
I want to stand still
And watch the world fly by
I just want to stand here
Waiting so patient
For your reply
I just want to wait
For you to tell me
If you like me for me
Or the person I could be
I well just wait
For an answer
I'll never get
A Dragon-Free Christmas'Twas the night before Christmas and all through the houseA Dragon-Free Christmas6 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
BTOM: Purpose and DeterminationBTOM: Purpose and Determination3 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
Where I'm FromI am from backgammon,Where I'm From6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
from round-offs and Huffy 3-speeds,
I am from long, drawn-out, school-girl sighs.
(Directed at David Cassidy, perhaps,
but more often at those attractive schoolteachers.)
I am from Pixie Stix,
Wacky Packages and Dots
whose stale, sugary sweetness lingers on my tongue
even after all these years.
I'm from freestyle and butterfly,
from ABBA and John Denver.
I'm from Laverne and Shirley
and Happy Days,
from Peace! and Keep on truckin'!
I'm from Are You There God?
It's Me, Margaret
and those petty problems I thought I'd never have.
I'm from Don and Margot's Place,
Moving vans and British accents.
From Ride a crockhorse
to Danbury Cross,
the people I dreamed of doctoring someday.
Behind my door was a list of names
connected with lines,
a stream of old printing
to watch over my sleep.
I am from this noble ancestry -
forever entwined, and waiting for me -
a new twig on the family tree.
- Abigail Leigh Hummel