Side blog of kerly-fries reserved for fic recs, mostly Klaine but also CrissColfer...maybe occasionally other ships if I feel compelled?
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shur'tugal: i've got the friction that you need.: comewhatmayklaine: SMUT RECS ready go (rebloggable version of...
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klaine
(Source: whenthesuspenderscomeoff)
come closer, we’re alone. part 1/?
badboy!blaine meets newkid!kurtThere was something about Kurt Hummel that bothered him. He wasn’t sure what it was – not yet anyway. But something about that boy bothered him.
Title: one day could be today
Pairing: Darren Criss/Chris Colfer
Rating: NC-17 for sex
Word Count: 2292
Warnings: bottom!darren, unbeta’ed, written in 2011 so inaccuracies may occur, sloppily written porn
He was going to marry Chris one day. They were going to adopt a bunch of kids and spoil them rotten. They were going to grow old and still be watching nerdy movies together when they were in their 80s. They were going to be side by side at every red carpet event for the rest of their lives and hold hands when they went out for dinner and of course the sex would be awesome except- except no one knew.
No one knew that he had been completely in love with Chris for the past three years, and no one knew that he had known he was bisexual since he was 14. But why, why didn’t they know? Darren wanted them to know. He wanted everyone to know that he belonged 100% to Chris Colfer, and oh, Chris was sucking on that one spot on his collarbone that just drove him crazy and what was he thinking about again? Oh, right.
...And Other Expressions of Jenny's flailing: Ficlet: Pocket Dial
Rating: G
Pairings: Kurt (/Blaine), Burt
Spoilers: up to 4x10
Summary: Blaine and Burt have a series of phone conversations that result in Blaine going to NYC for Christmas. Post-Ep for “Glee, Actually.”A/N: Thanks to anxioussquirrel for the quick beta, judearaya for the extra cheerleading and
I lead a Jennifer Lawrence Appreciation Life: asdreamsmaycome: [A sequel to this nerd!bp!blaine/badboy!kurt drabble...
[A sequel to this nerd!bp!blaine/badboy!kurt drabble I wrote the other day. This is a bit more PWP-y than the last one…]
WARNING: Rated NC-17 for sexual content.
It’s three days later when Kurt corners him again, and all the time between is spent with charged…
Wide-eyed but worth believing: #18: Kurt and Blaine meet during Carnevale
Kurt never wants to leave Italy.
He loves it here, from his Irish roommate all the way to the night job he has as a dancer in a club. The costa he’s staying up is absolutely gorgeous and so uniquely Venice that he’s already taken pictures as to never forget it. Not that he…
I lead a Jennifer Lawrence Appreciation Life: Drabble: Snuggles
Marissa wanted snuggle fic so here is snuggle fic. Slightly future klaine, in Blaine’s first year of college.
“Blaine, this needs to stop.”
“But Kurt - I just - I need to -“
“Blaine. This is hurting you.”
“It’s suppose to help, Kurt.”
“Well it’s not,” says Kurt…
i wrote the gospel on giving up: slightestwind: asdreamsmaycome asked: klaine were friends in jr high...
asdreamsmaycome asked: klaine were friends in jr high and even though blaine’s parents sent him to private school at dalton, they keep in touch. and then one day, when blaine goes to pick up his friend after school to grab some coffee, he sees cheerio!kurt at…
Fic: Bloom
kurt/blaine: alternate universe in which your soulmate’s name appears on your wrist
Kurt’s name appeared on Blaine’s wrist the Monday after he flew back from New York.
He cried for a day straight, and didn’t leave his room until Friday.
Blaine’s name appeared on Kurt’s wrist a week later, when the wounds were still fresh and the pieces of his heart were still scattered, and he hadn’t been able to pick them up just yet.
i wrote the gospel on giving up: ryderlynn: just the old, obligatory Christmas speculation fic :)...
just the old, obligatory Christmas speculation fic :)
“Blaine! Blaine, shhh, quiet,” Kurt giggled breathlessly as they tumbled into the loft, the door sliding open with the amazingly loud caucophony of un-oiled hinges. Boots stomped on the welcome mat and Kurt let out a…