darren is the new performer in a small coffeehouse, quickly gaining support from the patrons - but the only attention he’s seeking is from a regular who comes in every morning and doesn’t speak to anyone, chris.
chris and darren have each the other’s name on their palms, but because they’re both famous actors, they don’t think that the other is their soulmate considering the amount of people with the same name; until they get cast on the same movie - as the leads.
princedarren prompted: AU where Chris is one of the famous people and Darren is the civilian on his team on Hollywood Game Night
A/N: Fic title comes from Royals by Lorde, a song I’ve been listening to on repeat for days. 4K words [AO3] This is my very belated birthday gift to Robert & Cloud. Hope it was worth the wait :)
“Welcome back to Hollywood Game Night!” Jane Lynch said, staring directly into the camera. “Here’s where we are. After four games, the score is Team Kay: 20 and Team Darren: 20.”
Darren let out a breath he wasn’t aware he’d been holding, relieved that he hadn’t led his team to total disaster, at least thus far. Chris turned to him, holding up his hand for a high five, and Darren happily obliged, thrilled to have any excuse to touch him.
“Don’t get too comfortable, because we have one last game tonight that might turn everything upside down and we call it I Love a Charade,” Jane announced, gesturing to the screen behind her with the game’s name written on it. “So Team Kay, I’ll give you a category and then I will give one of you a title that fits in that category. Without using words or sounds, you need to get your team member to identify the title I show you. When one of your teammates guesses right, you sit down and they take over as the performer. You’ll earn five points for each correct answer in this round, so now is the chance to jack up your score.
Darren watched nervously as the other team played the first round of charades, moving quickly through their category, sports movies, managing to get an impressive seven correct answers in ninety seconds. They were going to tough to beat, but Darren wasn’t going down without a fight.
[don’t wanna fly if you’re still on the ground] In Kurt Hummel’s world, there are dragons, and then there are Dragons. The latter are surrounded by mystery and myth, but it isn’t until Kurt gets lost in the woods (where the last dredges of magic exist) that he discovers the truth behind them.
~3.6k words based on this amazing art; also a birthday present for the lovely Becca uwu happy birthday angel
(title from tswift’s I’m Only Me When I’m With You)
That’s it. He’s lost. Undeniably, frighteningly lost.
It’s not that Kurt doesn’t know his way around the woods that surround his home – it’s that he has somehow managed to move too slowly and has ended up walking in the dark. After the sun sets, the woods change. He can’t explain it; the trees loom dark and dangerous above his head, almost appearing to lean in, reaching for him.
Maybe they are. After all, the wilderness is laced with ancient magic the likes of which very few people understand to even a tiny degree. Even Kurt, having lived on the edge of it for his entire life, really knows very little. Perhaps he knows more about the woods than most, but in the dark, everything known is cast in doubt.
Title: Burning Red Pairing: Chris/Darren Rating/Length: PG / 700 Summary: There are many things that remind Darren of Chris, colors are just one of them.
Birthday fic for Becca. Shamelessly references Taylor Swift’s song, “Red.” I suppose this is the Cliff’s Notes version of the fic in my head. I hope it’s ok. Happy birthday!
It’s Chris favorite color, everyone knows. And Darren knows it too. It’s hard not to. It’s everywhere – curtains and rugs and clothes and dishes. Even Brian’s bowl is a deep, heavy cobalt. As if the cat cares at all. Darren would make fun of Chris for it, his near obsession with a single color, when there are so many others to enjoy, but it’s not really funny at all.
All I can see is Blaine trying to talk Sam into wearing a bowtie (because you know, bowties are cool) and Sam being like “I don’t know, man - I feel like that's your thing, not mine.” So Blaine buys this bowtie for Sam and then buys himself a coordinating one because it’s two of his favorite things - bowties AND comic books - what’s not to love about that? And of course Sam is like “best present ever - okay you got me Blaine, bowties actually can be cool.”