Summary: Blaine Anderson realizes that, in order to access his trust fund, he needs to be married for an entire year. Luckily, his best friend is always willing to play along with whatever plans he thinks of. Based off of this prompt.
(The eleventh month of marriage)
I realized while I was warming up today that I had never actually drawn Mama Anderson
and then this happened
I’m sorry ;______________;
[ Between Two Summers ]
and one more from Deadwood Floats <3
or, the one that wasn’t about “come what may”
Oh, he thinks about it, of course. There’s no way he can stand on this side of the choir room door, watching Blaine joke with Tina and Sam, and not picture it: all eyes turning to him as he strolls into the room with the first lines of Satine’s song on his lips, shock fading to stunned realization fading to joy on Blaine’s face as he opens his mouth to join in—
It’s a nice fantasy. (Even if he privately suspects some of New Directions might not be as respectfully hushed in the wake of this as he would like them to be.) The thing is, Kurt isn’t sure he believes it anymore.
He doesn’t know if he believes, after everything, that love is enough to ensure that you will always reach someone, or that you will never become unreachable. He doesn’t know if he still believes that there are things that will never be broken. Maybe he was right, all those weeks ago, talking to Adam about faith and an imagined wedding: maybe what they had before was only ever a childish fantasy. Maybe this is what real, adult love looks like, this fragile and tentative and unbearably hopeful thing he’s holding right now; maybe it will only ever look like this.
Or maybe he’s wrong. Maybe that certainty will find him again someday.
Either way, as he steps across the threshold, he knows it doesn’t matter, because as Blaine turns towards him the laughter falls away from his face, replaced by an expression that’s half-sorrow, half-joy, both terribly changed and exactly the same as it’s always been—and he thinks, he doesn’t need a grand romance, and he doesn’t need to be afraid of one. As long as he can continue to love Blaine, and Blaine can continue to love him, they will be all right. In the end, they will be all right.
“Kurt,” Blaine breathes, already half-rising. “What are you—”
Doing here, he doesn’t say, and Kurt smiles, feels the smile take root and spread, cheek to cheek. “Blaine,” he says, and holds out both hands.
"top five favorite fics ever? (man, nice alliteration)"
Why would you give me such a hard question? Ugh. Okay, this list should be far longer (and it is in my heart) and the longer I think about what should be on the list, the more my heart aches with all the beauty we’ve been given in this fandom.
nicole wanted early-relationship klaine and then proceeded to tell me what happened like she just spoilt it for herself really
# oh god my heart # klaine fanart # fic rec # eeeeeeeeeee # queue
# they can still see your hearteyes from space Anderson # oh god my heart # married by 30
# imma cry # still sobbing # oh god my heart # Burt Hummel # married by 30 # white christmas # spoilers
Anonymous asked you: AU where Kurt and Blaine are more like acquaintances, but one surprises the other with a Christmas gift.
The workplace Secret Santa event had been optional, so Blaine chose not to participate. His coworkers were nice enough, but a situation where a person who barely knew him was obligated to get him a gift didn’t sound like much fun to him. That’s how people ended up with Bed, Bath, and Beyond giftcards and useless Brookstone contraptions.
He was stuck closing on Christmas Eve. Not that he minded. Not that he had anywhere else to be.
The door chimed to signal a customer, but it wasn’t just any ‘five-minutes-to-close-I-should-give-you-decaf-instead’ asshole. It was Kurt.
# no but he's smiling like he hasn't in such a long time # oh god my heart # Blaine Anderson # Kurt I love you so much # jkdwncksxkd
#i can;t hadlr the bottom left one #blaine’s biting his lip so hard #and his little nod #and hes two seconds away from crying #and also the second in the left row #how he’s just looking down #he’s just SO ADKSFJDSDG #I CANT EVEN DECRIBE IT #THIS HURTS MORE THAN THE FUCKING BREAKUP EPISODE DID #DONT EVEN DENY IT #ugh