May 18, 2012 • 9 notes
May 18, 2012 • 20 notes • borogroves

Polaroids: You Matter

borogroves:

Title: You Matter
Author: borogroves (me!)
Verse: Snapshots/Polaroids
Characters: Audrey, Blaine, Kurt, Oliver
Rating: G
Warnings: None.
Summary: For knittywriter, who prompted “Kurt and Blaine have the “You Matter” sex talk with their children, under whatever circumstances, for whatever reason, at whatever age”.  This just sort of wanted to happen like this.  Hope I did the prompt justice!  Unbeta’ed, any and all mistakes are my own.

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Kayla, stop. Stop! Your Kurt and Blaine are so yummy, the thought that they’re not real makes me depressed. Wait. I am oddly familiar with this feeling. Hmm…

May 18, 2012 • 27 notes • honeychurch
You’re confusing product with process. Most people, when they criticize, whether they like it or hate it, they’re talking about product. That’s not art, that’s the result of art. Art, to whatever degree we can get a handle on (I’m not sure that we really can) is a process. It begins in the heart and the mind with the eyes and hands.
Chris Stevens, Northern Exposure (via honeychurch)
May 18, 2012 • 88,918 notes • bitchsuckmy12inch
I hope my son is this awesome in high school. 

I hope my son is this awesome in high school. 

(via beautifulwhatsyourhurry)

May 17, 2012
Q
This might seem like a weird compliment, but you recommend the best stories!
keelssss
A

Not weird at all — this is a HUGE compliment. Thank you!

May 17, 2012 • 22 notes • borogroves

Polaroids: Nutshell

borogroves:

Title: Nutshell
Author: borogroves (me!)
Verse: Snapshots/Polaroids
Pairing: Blaine/Kurt (implied)
Rating: G
Warnings: Angst and very, very abstract writing.
Summary: How long-distance feels.
Notes: For knittywriter and forgiveninasong, who are disgusting enablers (but I adore them).  Unbeta’ed, any and all mistakes are my own.

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Aren’t we all so lucky to have Kayla in the fandom? Yes. Yes, we are.

May 17, 2012
Q
Darren Criss narrating Thomas The Tank Engine would solve a lot of problems for me...
knittywriter
A

Yes! (I am so grateful to be past that with my guy. Whatever you do, never, ever, EVER watch the Thomas and the Magic Railroad movie. That movie is evil.)

May 17, 2012 • 1 note
Q
ohhhh, Battle of the Network Stars. That was a good one -- you inspired me to look up Circus of the Stars, which I adored as a little kid -- Bronson Pinchot doing a trapeze routine? Brian Austin Greene tumbling? Brooke Shields walking across broken glass? Yes, please!
knittywriter
A

I totally forgot about Circus of the Stars. Why can’t we just watch the Glee actors do everything? I think we should watch them compete on Project Runway, Top Chef, The Amazing Race, etc., etc. Can they do the news too? Maybe guest on one of my son’s Nick shows so I can stand watching it?

May 17, 2012 • 585 notes • leepbc14

Fic: Tender Years [Klaine+kids, AU future!fic, WIP]

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Title: Tender Years
Rating: PG
Pairing: Kurt/Blaine
Word Count: 9,700 (so far)
Spoilers: None
Warnings: Intense amounts of fluff
Summary: AU. Kurt and Blaine are single dads to seven year olds in New York City. When Kurt’s son invites Blaine’s daughter out on a date, it kicks off a day that Kurt and Blaine will never forget.
A/N: This fic is inspired by this Humans of New York Tumblr photo of two incredibly adorable kids in NYC. I wrote a little ficlet, lots of people flailed and demanded more, and so…here it is! Title is nabbed from lyrics from the song “Teach Your Children” by Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young, which kind of embodies my vision of Kurt and Blaine as kickass parents.

Now posted on Scarves & Coffee!

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Part 1

“Dad,” Elliot began, his voice solemn and far too adult-like for a cherub-faced boy of seven years old. “I have something important to tell you.”

Kurt put his fork down beside his plate, dabbing a napkin at the corner of his mouth before speaking. “Okay. What’s up, Ell?”

Elliot drew in a deep breath; his chest puffing up like a balloon before his words rushed out on an exhale. “Ihaveagirlfriend.”

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Part 4

“There she is!” Elliot exclaimed, shattering Kurt’s cool demeanor and causing him to jump with surprise. Before Kurt could react, Elliot yanked his hand away and took off, leaving Kurt scrambling after him.

“Elliot! Wait!” But Elliot didn’t stop for a moment. The straps of his backpack bounced against his shoulders as he dove into the thick, noisy street crowd.

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Part 5

Blaine couldn’t help himself. He blinked at Kurt in surprise, just as he’d reacted when the man had introduced himself as Elliot’s father. His father. This lovely, effortlessly sophisticated man who’d stood out like a beam of light among a nameless mass of thousands was a young dad, just like Blaine.

He was also – unquestionably – flirting with him.

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Part 6

Kurt had seen fireworks displays that weren’t quite as dynamic as Maya Anderson.

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I’m in love with this fic. 

May 17, 2012 • 18 notes • fuckyeahfol

Oh God. I’m getting lost in old TV crushes. Help.