#glee multiples

[privilege-rpg]

RESERVE COUNT UPDATED (+1)

currently FOUR characters & faceclaims reserved!

[gunsatthaphan]

so anyway idk what's in the water over at gmmtv lately but between Joong driving everyone insane with his face card pics, Earth and Book getting b*llied and biting each other, FK being gayer than ever on main, TayGun making out on live and causing WW3 and Google doing them all dirty with their weird ass se*ual translations on top of everything idk what to think anymore lmao what a time to be alive.

[klainegifs]

Kurt in Gray (Season 2, Part 1)

[rustyelias]

chat is this a safe space to say I'm a glee fan…

[lopeirce]

@alltoounwell1989

Nope.

[lesbionic4]

📸

[rockitmans]

Send me a Ship and a Number and I will Write a Kiss

…on a scar.

Love the list and tempted to send ore than one number in one go . . but I won't be greedy . . 😊

from the kiss list / see the rest

Notes: Mentions of the fact that Blaine has scars caused by his Sadie Hawkins experience but no details about it.

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"So I can't help but notice," Kurt says. "That no one else is home." 

He smiles mischievously and pulls Blaine down next to him on the bed. Blaine feels the affection unfold in his stomach. He loves Kurt like this. Cheeks flushed and eyes bright and so obviously interested that it soothes some of Blaine's constant insecurities. 

"Hmm," Blaine hums like this fact had completely escaped him and the thought hadn't been thrumming under his skin for the whole car ride here. "Yeah. I guess my parents are both out tonight."

Kurt doesn't bother to act coy. His arms slide over Blaine's shoulders and then their mouths meet, soft and warm. 

It still feels so new. Kissing Kurt. Even though it's been a few months now. Months of sweet, shy kisses that have melted into heated making out. They've learned how to turn their heads to perfectly fit together. Blaine knows that Kurt's nose fits in the groove of his cheek. He knows that Kurt makes a gorgeous, needy little noise if Blaine's teeth catch on his bottom lip. He knows that his hand always finds Kurt's cheek or jaw, eager to keep him close. 

It's unusual for them to get any real privacy and Blaine doesn't fully know what he expected from suddenly getting some, but he loves how it’s turned out. Just the opportunity to kiss slowly and lazily, a constant catch and release of mouths and shared breaths until his ears are flushed and his lips feel swollen and Kurt's eyes are dark and heavy. 

Blaine can't believe how good kissing feels. He could happily never stop kissing Kurt. 

"Can I…?" Kurt breaths, trailing off. He toys with the buttons on Blaine's shirt. 

"Hmm?" Blaine can't stop staring at Kurt's mouth. Slightly red and damp. Completely kissable. 

"Can we take our shirts off?"

Blaine freezes, breath catching nervously. He wants to see Kurt so badly and trail his fingers across Kurt's perfect skin. Map out the shape of him without clothes in the way. But. That would also mean exposing himself. And he doesn’t know whether to warn Kurt about the scars. The ones that spider from his hips and up across his ribs. But the warning will just invite more questions. He doesn’t want to talk about Sadie Hawkins right now. Not because he doesn’t trust Kurt. But because he just wants to be with him in the moment and not invite his past into this bubble they’ve created.

Of course, not telling him means that Blaine might have to watch his face turn to shock or disgust. Blaine is not ashamed of the scars. And he doesn’t think that Kurt is the sort of person to care about them either. But there’s always that small level of doubt. 

"Blaine?" Kurt prompts gently. "Sorry. It's too soon. Forget I-"

“No,” Blaine interrupts. He cups Kurt’s face. “It’s not that. I want to. Just… do mine first.”  He doesn’t want to talk about the scars. But he does want to get the reveal over with.

Kurt catches Blaine’s eye as he reaches for Blaine’s buttons again. He makes quick work of them, hand sliding warmly over Blaine’s collarbone as the sliver of skin is exposed. Blaine shrugs out of the shirt before he can change his mind, letting Kurt pull it away eagerly like a kid tearing wrapping off a gift. 

He hears the way Kurt’s breath catches. “Wow,” Kurt murmurs. He sounds reverent rather than appalled so Blaine chances a glance at his face. His eyes are soft with open adoration. It makes Blaine’s own breath stutter. He thinks Kurt must not have noticed the scars somehow, as impossible as that would be. But Kurt places his hands directly over the worst of them in a gentle caress. 

“Does this hurt?” he asks. 

“No. They’re old scars.”

Kurt gives him a knowing look. Like he knows as well as Blaine that some scars never truly heal. “Can we lie down?” 

Blaine wants to protest that Kurt still has his shirt on but if Kurt looked at him the way he is now whilst half naked, he might just combust on the spot. So he just nods. He lets Kurt push him down. Kurt doesn’t quite straddle him but he does hover over him, pressing another lush kiss to his waiting lips before turning his attention to Blaine’s chest again. 

It’s startling when he puts his lips directly on Blaine’s bare hip. Blaine’s breath punches out of him. For all the kissing they’ve done, it couldn’t prepare him for Kurt’s lips on the more untouched parts of his body. It feels so intimate, the way Kurt’s lips softly press the path of the most obvious scar. Blaine shivers, hand fisting uselessly in the sheets. 

“Is this OK?” Kurt checks, voice low. “You’re trembling.”

“It’s OK. Better than OK. Good even,” Blaine babbles and Kurt grins down at him, head slightly cocked. 

“God, you’re gorgeous. I’m kind of feeling insane that I get to see you like this.”  

Blaine would agree but Kurt’s mouth is back on his body and all he manages is a groan. He throws a hand over his face. Heat spreads from every point of Kurt’s lips on him. His hips shift helplessly against nothing. The simmering arousal from making out, slightly quelled by his anxiety, roars back into life. Blaine reaches for Kurt, finds his hair, wraps his fingers through it. 

“So gorgeous,” Kurt repeats half like an assurance and  half like he just can't help himself. 

By the time he's finished mapping Blaine's scar and is making his way up Blaine's throat instead, Blaine barely knows what to do with himself. He's hard and aching. He's breathless and flushed and incoherent. He wants Kurt's body on him, wants to get at his bare skin, wants to devour him. 

Kurt's face meets him back at eye level and looks down at him. He looks flushed too, bright eyed with arousal and looking at Blaine's lips. He nuzzles their noses together and Blaine melts. He hooks an arm over Kurt's shoulders and pulls him close so Kurt is half on top of him and their foreheads are pressed together. 

"You're perfect," Kurt says, quiet into the space between them and Blaine didn't know how much he needed to hear it. 

"So are you." Blaine slides a hand under Kurt's shirt, trailing over warm skin. He wants to make Kurt feel the same as he does. Adored and content and stupidly horny. "Let me show you."

[discreet-insanity]

My own fic is consuming my life- so have some small silly little broppy fluff i doodled instead of focusing on work

If you, too, enjoy small silly little lovely broppy moments like this one, try checking out my fic, this one is from the second chapter:

It's got Brozone, and Broppy, and Cliva, and more ships that have yet to be revealed.

And yes, there will be lil gay trolls- as if I would ever leave them out.

[xerith-42]

MCD Heathers AU

I didn't ask for this, I had a passing teehee funny thought and then it stopped being funny and actually turned out to be a brain worm that took over all my neurons. I do not know what the fuck happened to make this AU but here we are.

Main thing to know before I come up here and elaborate in a later draft, this AU is imagining a production of Heathers featuring the cast and crew of mcd. It's an AU that's largely non magical other than the furry stuff, and it's distinctly the mcd characters and how I characterize them, not the MyStreet version of these characters. I think I've made my... thoughts on the matter of MyStreet characterization well known.

Anyways, the real actual main thing I meant to write was that this AU is also two productions. One is the main cast, and then there's the Understudy Cast! I might put that in a separate post because holy fuck this is already going to be a lot and I have to pull the entire cast of Heathers out of the pits of my memories.

"Couldn't you just look it up?"

This is way cooler. My source for all of the things I will ever say about this AU come mainly from the fact that I was in a production of it. Also I found the entire original libretto and read it all in a single night.

Main Cast Lead Characters

Veronica Sawyer-Katelyn

Jason Dean-Aaron

Heather Chandler-Dante

Heather McNamara-Garroth

Heather Duke-Laurance

Martha Dunstock-Lucinda

Kurt Kelly-Ivan

Ram Sweeny-Melissa (okay hear me out on this one--)

Ms. Fleming-Nana

Ensemble Members (yes these are all real ensemble members in Heathers)

2 Important Ensemble Disclaimers:

*If I don't give them a student character they're playing, that because there's an unspecified number of student characters to fill out the backing vocals that aren't necessarily listed in the original script. The fill ins I use come from when I was in the ensemble of this show

Ensemble is mostly the same across both casts.

Stoner Chick/Veronica's Mom-Sasha

New Wave Kid*/Kurt's Dad-Zenix

Metal Head*/Ram's Dad-Gene

Hipster Dork-Dottie

Preppy Stud/Big Bud Dean-Jeffory

Beleaguered Geek-Kenmur

Fuck it, Understudy cast

If they aren't performing as an understudy, they are another unnamed student in the ensemble, except for Nana and Sasha because they had to be fuckin different.

Veronica Sawyer-Aphmau

Jason Dean-Ein

Heather Chandler-Nicole

Heather McNamara-Nana

Heather Duke-Vylad

Martha Dunstock-Emmalyn

Kurt Kelly-Janus

Ram Sweeny-Blaze

Ms Fleming- Sasha

(the understudy cast is... insane. All of them. Collectively and individually)

This is just the cast. I haven't even got into the crew, how some of the ensemble are also crew members, the backstage drama, the showmances, the absolute chaos those dressing rooms would be. How they would be organized in the most logical yet perfectly chaotic way. This AU is peak chaos.

[zestyderg]

I weep for the fossil fighters merch that exists in my dreams but not reality

[biblicallyaccurateblaine]

I'm not strong enough to read glee fanfiction so I need someone to tell me if they're performing full musical numbers in the fics

[teabookgremlin]

just realized that “creep” (radiohead, glee, and/or book of life version) will likely be in my works spotify wrapped this year

[diaphragmspasm]

im rewatching glee and these mfs istg

"noo we cant win without rachel shes our best singer"

SANTANA AND MERCEDES ARE RIGHT THERE????

[poorlittleyaoyao]

stores playing Christmas music in November got me like

[calsvoid]

hmmmmm