People are sharing all sorts of images of the late chapter and I admit they are incredible the fact that this scene in particulary is going under the radar is surprising to me, like… Atsushi just said out loud that he wants to spent time with Akutagawa after the war????Despite the fact that Akutagawa just threatened him?? To teach him things other than killing???(which knowing Atsushi means nice mundane life things ??)… Like nobody is going to talk about this!?!?!? I mean this phrase is fanfic gold?!?!?!?!
One of our fandom’s most
original and imaginative writers is @sunshineoptimismandangels. I love her
stories. She can take an age-old trope and completely turn it upside down and
inside out. I love her take on Kurt and Blaine, and she writes Cooper so well,
too. The fic of hers I’m going to rec is Missing
Pieces. I’m not going to spoil the plot for you.
All I’ll say is that I’ve read and re-read this story countless times, and it
never fails to move me. Absolute must-read!
did those men think we were gross?” he asked. “What did we do
Kurt said, turning in his seat to face B. “We didn’t do anything wrong. Some people just
don’t like to see two men together.”
“But… They were all men and together.”
but they thought we were on a date, and they don’t like gay people.”
don’t like people just because they are gay?”
He hated that this was something B had to learn about the world.
are scared of things they don’t understand,” B said, remembering the words
Kurt had told him before.
and sometimes people don’t want to understand.”
B was quiet
for a moment and Kurt watched him closely, trying to determine what he was
thinking. Slowly, a smile grew on B’s lips.
thought we were on a date?”
his eyes and laughed. “That’s what you got from what just happened?”
and smiled. “I don’t mind people thinking we were on a date.”
2. I’m a fluff writer, and I also love to read fluff. Nothing brings me
more joy than waking up to a new story by @hazelandglasz, @whatstheproblembaby,
@a-simple-rainbow, @chatterboxrose, @sir-pyllero, @notthetoothfairy,
@skivvysupreme or @fablewriter . They never fail to make me smile and they
improve my mood a thousand-fold. If you’re fever feeling blue, I encourage you
to look up these authors on AO3 and read some of their offerings – it will make
you feel happier in no time.
The piece of fluff I’m
going to rec here, though, is a wonderful cross-over between Glee and Enchanted
How You Know, and written by the lovely
@afterthenovels . It’s still a WIP, but there’s more than enough of it to
capture your attention, and there’s no cliffhanger that will make you count the
days until we get the next chapter. And oh, I love this story SO much. Kurt and
Blaine are so sweet and shy and oblivious, and they complement each other so
well. *Happy sigh* Read it, you’ll LOVE it, that’s a guarantee.
Blaine steps closer as quietly as he can, but Kurt
doesn’t even stir, his eyelashes fanned out over his cheeks as he sleeps. He
looks… younger. Less like a prince and more like a regular man.
“I guess you really were tired,” Blaine says
unfolds the blanket in his arms and spreads it carefully over Kurt’s body,
making sure it covers him from neck to toe. Kurt shifts in his sleep, huddling
closer to the warmth and letting out a pleased hum, his lips curling into a
small smile, and Blaine can’t help the smile that spreads over his own face.
His hair is a mess, he has no idea where his
boyfriend is or why he missed their date tonight, his best friend is worried
about his love life, and there’s a strange man sleeping on his couch, looking
surprisingly at home for someone who’s clearly very far away from home.
Yeah. Maybe he can deal with all of this tomorrow.
Much as I hate scary
movies, I love to read scary stories once in a while. Ghosts and vampires and
djinns and the like stirring up no end of trouble. I’m reading a delightfully
eerie nail-biter right now called Callaway Place (also by
@sunshineoptimismandangels), but the story I’m going to recommend here is All the
Beautiful Pieces by @lady-divine-writes.
Once again, it’s a WIP, but I hope you won’t let that scare you off, because
this story has everything to keep you spell-bound: a house with a dark past,
voodoo magic, a protagonist with second sight, and a sweet love story between
Kurt and Blaine, because of course they find each other and fall in love in
spite of all the craziness surrounding them.
a hand beneath the puppet’s shoulder and another behind his head, lifting him
ever so gently and relocating him the final distance.
“Just a few
more inches,” Blaine says in a soothing voice, “and we’ll wrap you up and put
you in the box.” Blaine gazes at the puppet’s face, into his single good eye.
He smiles wider as he lays the puppet on the blanket, but his hand beneath the
puppet’s head starts to feel warm. It begins at a spot in the center of
Blaine’s palm and radiates like a single ray of golden sunshine. It’s liquid
heat, pouring into his veins, shooting out to his fingers, filling his body up
like a cup of cocoa on a cold winter’s day.
His eyes are
open, his mind awake, but the haze returns. It obscures his vision in a veil of
white mist. It drifts in front of his eyes. He can only peek through in random
spots where it thins, revealing shimmering images that disappear like the
dreams you hold on to in those seconds right before you wake.
“Can you feel that?” Blaine hears his own voice
whispering inside his head.
“I do,” another voice replies. It’s high and lilting, pure as silk and
singing in his ears.
“What does it feel like?”
“It feels like…like summer all over my body…”
laughs, pressing his lips to cool skin. “And what else?”
answers him in that same musical voice. “It feels like…”
gasps, and Blaine feels his body tighten.
“It feels like you,” the voice whimpers
breathlessly. “Everything is you…all around me…it’s you…”
closes his eyes as the world collapses in on him. Behind his eyelids he can see
another set of eyes gazing back at him – perfect blue eyes, patient blue eyes,
loving blue eyes that shift to grey and glimmer like rare jewels. Quivering
pink lips smile at him, part, and then whisper a single, blissfully choked-off
I much admire writers who
can make their readers laugh their heads off. So the fourth fic I’m going to
recommend is a very funny one. In this category, honourable mentions go to
@skivvysupreme’s Drunk Kurt fics, Sexy101 by Sweet Emii, Seduction &
Straight For A Week by @Crazy4Klaine and When you read my mind by @alexwishington. But the story I’m choosing to spotlight is called Teenage dreams and movie scenes, and
it’s written by @saraklaine100. Both Kurt and Blaine are famous in this fic, and
Kurt has a huge crush on Blaine, so his best friends corner Blaine until he
agrees to meet Kurt. Cue a very embarrassed Kurt, and an instantly smitten
Blaine. This story is amazing. Guaranteed to cheer you up however blue you’re
working on autopilot. He had no conscious decision to outstretch his hand or
the time to process it. He just stared at those hazel eyes he found so
fascinating one moment and the next he could feel Blaine’s warm hand squeezing
his own. He felt prickles all over his skin. Well, up until the moment James
and Oliver clasped their hands and all but yelled “We now pronounce you
Kurt Hummel and his teenage dream” and Kurt facepalmed at this, ripping
his hand away from Blaine’s hold.
the fuck out” Kurt hissed at his friends and they knew better than to
stay. They patted Blaine’s shoulder like he’s an old friend, still smiling and
he could swear he heard Sean say “Condoms are under the sink” before
still craning his face in his hands. “Please just leave” he said.
“Just…Look, I’m gonna keep my face covered and you can just run away and
you can pretend this never happened. Send me the bill from therapy. ”
And of course my fic rec
list wouldn’t be complete without a smutty fic rec. It’s so difficult to narrow
this down to just one fic. Some authors you should definitely check out in this
category are @dualwielding, @stellata, icedwhitemochas, flyblckbirdfly and
rayychel infinity, but the fic I’m going to recommend is by
@caramelcoffeeaddict. It’s called Desperate Times… and it’s absolutely
smut-a-licious, but definitely more than just PWP. It’s a wonderful story, and
I promise you that you will love it.
Devon takes a
few steps back, so he’s now standing in front of Angel, and starts teasing the
removal of his pants; all while dancing seductively to the music. His fingers
twist in the waistband of his pants and then he yanks hard, pulling the breakaway
pants off, and throwing them at the wall behind Angel. He’s left in just a
tight red thong that leaves nothing to the imagination.
Devon straddles Angel, hovering just above his lap. He stretches his arms above
his head, crossing them at the wrists, and rolls his hips down, teasing Angel.
Devon turns himself around, bending at the waist, showing off his ass. He
cranes his head around to see Angel licking and biting his lips as he stares at
Devon’s ass. Devon smirks, and then smacks his own ass once, before righting
himself and winking at Angel.
to face Angel, Devon starts to play with the straps of his thong, giving Angel
tiny glimpses of his cock. He straddles him once again, gyrating to the music.
“Would you like to touch me, Angel?” Devon asks in a low, sultry voice.
gulps, lets out a shaky breath, and slowly nods his head.