this is why i love darren

Unlike Godzilla, Pacific Rim doesn’t try to be serious even when it’s being serious. Characters have names like Stacker Pentecost and Hercules Hansen. The film requires you to believe that the best way to battle a giant monster is to build an even larger robot to fight that monster.

Much of the Act 2 drama derives from inter-pilot tension airlifted from the Val Kilmer scenes in Top Gun. It’s the polar opposite of the Godzilla school of drama, where everyone is a total professional who has absolutely no personal goal besides Saving The World. In Pacific Rim, Idris Elba is Rinko Kikuchi’s Obi-Wan Kenobi, and two of the last Giant Robot-pilots in the world frequently get into sneering fights over who’s the bigger badass, and Charlie Day is a scientist.

So, for all these reasons, Pacific Rim is a movie that I’ve heard perfectly smart people describe as “stupid” or “silly.” The problem with this line of thinking is that, really, that every blockbuster is pretty “silly,” in the context of Things Adults Should Care About. Godzilla is not less stupid than Pacific Rim just because people frown more. […]

The difference, I think, is that Pacific Rim glories in its own silliness. There’s a flashback scene where Idris Elba rescues a little girl, and when he emerges from his giant robot, the sun shines upon him like he’s the catharsis in a biblical epic. There’s a moment when one giant robot swings an oil tanker like a sword. Then it grows a sword out of its wrist. Then it falls from space to earth.

There are real complaints to make about Pacific Rim, I guess, all of them fair and most of them pedantic. I know a lot of people who have issues with the story. (“Why didn’t they use the wrist-sword earlier?” is a popular one.) Conversely, I don’t really know anyone who minds the story in Godzilla, possibly because everything stupid that happens is prefaced by Frowning Watanabe saying “This is why the stupid thing that’s about to happen makes sense.” Godzilla wants so badly to make sense. Pacific Rim wants so badly for Ron Perlman to wear golden shoes.

—  Darren Franich, “Entertainment Geekly: A call for an end to serious blockbusters”
Some of the reasons why I believe in CrissColfer...

Darren broke the rules…

Chris can’t hide his happiness…

The secrets they share…they’re in their own world

The sheer bliss on their faces, the love in their eyes.

Everyone is looking at the photographer…um, Darren?

This is one of countless instances of their cars always parked side by side…did they drive in together and just happen to park near each other? Coincidences.

A beard-free party when C and D were allowed to let loose and be together.

Teen Choice Awards - even though beardie was in tow, D stood alone screaming in support for his true love.

Whenever you get Darren talking about Chris…he gushes uncontrollably

Um, what are you covering up, Darren?

Another perfect example of CC as Klaine. 

They weren’t on camera, told they didn’t need to “practice” the kiss, yet they felt the need (bonus points for the crew member walking through the set)

Darren supporting his love at the Prop 8 performance. Chris making heart eyes contact.

Arriving together, and leaving together.

“Chris spent most of his time with Darren” Oops…rebuttoning…loose tie…caught.

The main reason we can never see them together is because D just cannot hide it…

In addition to Chris admitting that the 12 hour skating filming in NY with Darren was his favorite Glee filming memory, D was next to him the entire time helping him learn to skate, goofing off with him, and protecting him when he’d nearly fall.

and the cherry on top…

Oh wow! See this is why my standards for men is so high! Tyler, Darren, Matt all in one photo gives me life!!!!!! All have black hair and gorgeous eyes and seem to be the perfect guy!! I have lost the ability to finish typing. Damn….and whats fnny is the height differences lol. Put Darren, Tyler, and Matt side by side and you’ll see the major difference. SO Hoech is 6 ft, Matt must be 6 ft 2 or 3and Darren I believe is 5 ft 8 or 9. Regardless I love my black haired, green hazled eyed beauties!!!!!


When they say you can’t love
I think you’ve got it wrong
They say you can’t feel
With a heart made of steel
But you can’t say that steel ain’t strong
Well if that’s who you are,
Just a meaningless star in the sky
Tell me what is the meaning
Of what I am feeling if you are the reason why.

–Darren Criss (Tootsie Noodles: Starship: The Way I Do)
Darren Criss & Brother Chuck Talk New, 'Unapologetically Fun' Alt-Pop Project, Computer Games

Darren Criss was always destined to make a career out of music. He studied the violin from age 5 well into his teenage years, picking up other instruments along the way, while also pursuing a love for musical theater. But he credits his own musical endeavors to the environment in which he grew up – particularly his older brother, Chuck, who brought other musical interests to the table especially when they were in high school.

“Music has always been the backbone of our relationship and our household,” Darren tells Billboard. “We both had a voracious appetite for music, but I think high school is when we started playing together and being to communicate on a level that changed everything. I think the kind of music we played is probably loud garage rock, because we were just playing in the basement.”

Once they graduated, though, the Criss brothers decided to take their own paths. Darren independently released a solo EP, Human, in July 2010, just months before debuting in his breakthrough role as dreamy choir head Blaine Anderson on Fox’s hit musical dramedy Glee, while Chuck found a home in New York City and became a founding member of indie-rock fivesome Freelance Whales.

With Glee seeing its end in 2015 and Freelance Whales’ most recent album hailing from 2012, both Criss brothers were itching to do something new musically – so they thought, why not relive the days of the brotherly collaborations? And come March 8, 2017, behold, the Criss alt-pop project Computer Games.

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back in school, back in place

back in school, back in chains

back in school, back in my cage

Josh Hutcherson AMA Transcript

This is the transcript from Josh’s AMA on Reddit on February 16th, 2017.  All spelling and grammar errors are as written by the original people  This is very long, so the majority is under a read more.

Q:  Do you miss working with the Hunger Games cast?

Josh:  yes… they were the best! family forever. i miss them all dearly… however we still hang now and then and keep in touch.

Q:  Hi! What’s your favorite television show to watch?

Josh:  the Bob Ross painting show… i can benge for hours

Q:  Hey Mr. Hutcherson, is there any actor (that you have not yet worked with) that you wish to work with someday?

Josh:  so many…. joaquin phoenix is up there for sure.

Q:  Hi Josh, You got second class treatment from Rosemary Telesco and continued with Katniss Everdeen. Does it hurt your feelings?

Josh:  hahaha…. life imitates art…

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I always love when our villains have a bit of tongue-in-cheek quirkiness about them. They get silly and goofy, and that’s definitely what this is. He’s kind of this all-knowing and all-powerful being that we don’t really know where he comes from or why he’s doing what he’s doing until the very end, but I guess that’s how he’s different. He’s very mysterious and more magical than violent
—  Melissa Benoist about Darren’s character Music Meister []

anonymous asked:

What does it means "Bless his heart, he said yes"?

Hi anon! Thanks for the ask.

Darren has told the story of how we went to a dinner and a concert with Chris after his first day on the set. He has told it more than once. There’s a great post from Michelle about that (x), but to recap…

Darren shared this story publicly for the first time for a BTS interview in spring 2011, but he didn’t say much, he didn’t even mention the concert. I believe Darren had this date in mind also when he was describing what the perfect date is in his view for the interview in People Magazine in fall 2011 (x). In that interview, he was talking more in general terms.

The story didn’t really start unraveling until later. In summer 2014, it was actually Max Adler who revealed that Darren and Chris went out to a dinner and a concert after Darren’s first day. The first time Darren really told the story publicly was for the BTS interview for Klaine wedding episode in fall 2014. Chris was sitting next to him. In that interview, Darren said: “And I was like ‘do you wanna come?’ And bless your heart.” By ‘bless your heart’, he was referring to Chris agreeing to go out with him.

Darren repeated the story again for the Paley Fest interview in spring 2015. In that, Darren said: “Here I am, just meeting Chris Colfer for the first time and I’m like ‘This is a long shot, man, but I’m going to this concert. Do you want to come?’ Bless his heart he came with me.”

And he told it again for the interview with Alan Cummings in fall 2015. In that, Darren said: “I asked him. I was like ‘I know we don’t know each other, but our characters might have to get to know each other a little better. So if you want to come with me, if you like Sutton Foster, it’d be my treat.’ And bless his heart, he said yes!”

So… Darren has, more than once, used the line “bless his heart” about Chris agreeing to the dinner and concert on that first night. Why? I can’t read his mind. The words tell us that he is at the very least grateful that Chris agreed to it. I think it goes beyond this though. I think he feels grateful to have Chris in his life, a sentiment that is undoubtedly shared by Chris too. They feel grateful to have each other. I don’t think that has changed through the years and the struggles. If anything, the feeling has grown stronger.

itsvaleriethings5  asked:

Hey! Can you please do a story about the I don't mind song and the fact that people are speculating that while he played it in Nashville he had his phone out cause he called Chris during the performance. 😍😍

Hi! Thanks for this lovely prompt. Filled it in ASAP since I was unsure when you’d sent it and felt a little guilty for keeping you waiting. 

“Hey, Chris?”


“Are you gonna be free tomorrow night?” Darren almost whispered into his phone.

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Treat You Better

Tony Stark x reader

Warnings: angst, abusive boyfriend, angst, swearing, angst, fluff

Words: 3.2k

Inspired by: “Treat You Better”- Shawn Mendes.

All credit goes to Marvel

Originally posted by passion-of-arts

The first time Y/N brought her boyfriend to the tower, Tony’s heart sank. He and Y/N hadn’t been official, it was never anything more than friends with benefits. She was allowed to date, they even had discussed this. But like most friends with benefits cases, one always falls for the other. For once in Tony’s life, he developed actual romantic feelings for someone.

And that someone had found someone else.

Y/N’s laughter filled the hallway as she dragged her boyfriend through the tower, giving him a tour. Tony cleared his throat, and busied himself with washing the dishes. “Tony, you know you have like 100 people that you pay to do that for you, right?” Y/N asked. Tony looked over his shoulder, doing a once over of the guy Y/N was with.

“Yeah, uh, I gave them all the night off to get some sleep for clean-up after the party tomorrow night.” He focused back on the hot water running over his hands and Y/N’s smile faltered, but quickly brightened back up.

“Okay, well I was just going to show Darren around the tower.” Tony nodded and Darren scoffed. He could hear Y/N give him a swat, but he pretended not to hear the comment, despite his anger starting to bubble. This guy was an asshat, what was Y/N doing with him? He shook the thought out of his and sighed when he realized he was alone. Tony dropped the dishes back into the sink.

“What am I doing? I don’t wash dishes.”

It was 1:03 in the morning. Tony laid in bed, tossing a ball into the air and catching it, a constant cycle to distract him from his thoughts. Y/N’s laugh played over and over in his head like a broken record. He should be the one making her laugh. Not Derrick or whatever his name was. He just looked like a tool. Y/N’s too good for him and everyone knows it. Tony groaned before pushing himself out of bed and walking down to the lab. He had a suit he had been working on, and hopefully forcing himself to finish it would ease his mind.

Except it didn’t. Tony just sat on the couch, replaying old news clips about all the times he’s “saved the day” or “saved the world”. He guessed he must have been playing the TV too loud, because soft steps pulled him out of his trance. “Tony?”

Y/N stood at the doorway of the lab. Her hair was tied in a messy bun that was now loosely hanging off of her scalp, she was wearing a pair of dark red sweatpants and one of Tony’s old sweatshirts that he had given her at least a year ago. “Hey, what are you doing up?” She padded over to the couch, plopping down on it and resting her head in his lap as he yawned. His fingers instinctively began brushing through her hair.

“Couldn’t sleep, Darren snores.” Tony laughed.

“So do you.”

“Yeah, but I don’t hear it when I’m sleeping,” she smiled softly, closing her eyes. Unbeknownst to Tony, she missed this. She missed this feeling. Especially his fingers running through her hair. When Darren did it, he would do it quickly and pull at any knots she had; it was painful when he did it. But when Tony did it, it was enough to lull her to sleep. Which it was currently doing.

Tony was looking down at her. Her eyes were closed, her hair was brushed from her face, and her cheeks were a rosy pink. She peeked one eye open, “Tony?” He hummed in response, never ceasing the movement of his fingers. “Do you want me to call it off with Darren?”

Yes, yes. Oh God, yes. Please dump that tool and love me instead. “Do you want to call it off with Darren?”

“Well, no, but I can tell there’s something that you don’t like about him. What is it?”

He’s not me. Tony took a deep breath. “I get a bad feeling from him. Is he treating you right?”

“Yeah,” she looked down at her hands on her stomach. “He has some anger issues.”

And that’s when Tony saw it; the big dark purple mark on her left shoulder that wasn’t being concealed that great by Tony’s baggy sweatshirt. He cleared his throat, averting his eyes. “Y/N…” she didn’t answer. He gently lifted her from laying on his lap until she was sitting in his lap and resting against the arm of the couch. “Say the word and he’s gone. I won’t even let him make it past the front gate. He won’t hurt you again. Not on my watch.”


“Just sleep down here with me tonight, please. If he asks in the morning where you went, tell him Natasha and Bruce broke up and you spent the night eating ice cream with her and binge watching Gossip Girl. I’ll even have her back you up. Stay, please.” Y/N looked to be contemplating her options before she slowly nodded. “FRIDAY, lock the doors, close the blinds, and turn the lights off.”

Tony laid down on the couch, pulling her on top of him and tucking her head into the crook of his neck. She lightly gripped his shirt and her breathing wavered for a split second before he felt her take a deep breath and relax in his arms. This is so not running away from my feelings, he thought to himself.

The next morning, Tony jolted away at a hand on his shoulder. He immediately went to grab the wrist of the person, but relaxed when he saw it was just Bruce. “Have you seen Y/N?” Tony asked, looking around the lab.

“Yeah, she was making strawberry pancakes in the kitchen,” Bruce noted. He paused, then opened his mouth in shock and somewhat disappointment. “Tony, tell me you didn’t hook up with her again last night.”

“Strawberry? She doesn’t even like strawberries.”


“No, no, we didn’t. She came down here last night when I couldn’t sleep and I saw something. I couldn’t let her get back in bed with that sadistic bastard. I had her sleep down here with me. No sex.”

“Saw something?” Bruce urged Tony to continue, even though he already knew where this was going.

“Yes, something. That something being big, purple, and in the shape of a handprint, Bruce,” Tony had gotten up, and began pacing back and forth in front of the couch. “What am I supposed to do? I mean just go tell her I love her and that I can treat her better? That’s insane.”

“What did you just say?”

“That she had a big, purple bruise in shape of a handprint.” Tony stopped pacing, looking up at Bruce curiously, who in turn was looking at Tony like he had three heads.

“After that. That you…” Tony nearly had to sit down at the realization of what he just said hit him. “…love her?”

“I…love…her.” He sounded out, Bruce nodding along slowly to each word. “I have to go tell her.” He got up to walk from the lab but Bruce grabbed onto his bicep, stopping him from moving.

“Do you really think that’s a good idea when she’s eating breakfast with her boyfriend?”

“I have to try.” Bruce begrudgingly let go of Tony’s arm and watched as Tony nearly sprinted from the lab.

“Y/N, I need your opinion on something for the party tonight, can you come with me?” Y/N looked up from the stove top where she had been flipping the strawberry pancakes that everyone knew she hated. Her boyfriend turned to look at Tony. “She’ll only be a minute.” Tony added, trying his best to sound pleasant.

Y/N began following Tony down the hall until they were standing in the doorway of his bedroom. “What do you need my help for?”

“You need to leave him.”

“What?” Y/N looked incredulously at him. He’s out of his mind, she thought. She knew from the start that she didn’t want to be with anyone other than Tony, but when she found out that he and Pepper had gone out, she gave up on pining for him. He just wanted a distraction from Pepper’s absence. She should have known that their breakup wasn’t permanent. She was just a filler in Tony’s sex life.

He gently pulled the hem of her- his- sweatshirt down, exposing the bruise along her collarbone. “Do you expect me to believe he gave you hickies in the shape of a hand? Y/N, what has he done to you?” Both their heads turned when they heard Darren call for her.

“I have to go, Tony.” She began walking away.

“Wait,” Y/N turned back to him. She felt her eyes light up with hope. Maybe he was going to tell her he loved her and that she should leave Darren and they could go and elope in Paris, she wished. Tony looked like a deer caught in the headlights that she actually turned around. How the hell was he going to tell her? Why did Bruce let him leave the lab? “Um, you don’t like strawberry pancakes.” Y/N let out a sigh.

“He does, and I want him to be happy.” She walked away, and Tony felt his heart breaking all over again.

For the rest of the day, Tony busied himself with preparing for the party. He made calls to the caterers, decorators, and made sure security was almost air tight for this party. He had subconsciously picked the color scheme to be blue and green- Y/N’s two favorite colors.

After he had showered, Tony went to his closet, pushing the doors open, pushing aside all of his different suits one by one until he found the one he was looking for. A dark blue blazer with a brown blazer and white dress shirt. He found the matching blue pants and laid the ensemble down on his king sized bed, staring down on it. “Y/N’s favorite suit.” A voice from behind him said. He turned to look. Steve stood in the doorway of his bedroom, leaving against the wall, a knowing smirk on his face.

“What’s it to you, Cap?” Tony said, popping the ‘p’, hoping Steve wouldn’t catch on to his nervous and very un-Tony Stark behavior.

“Tony, it’s no secret that you and Y/N were friends with benefits. Both of you would come down from your rooms in the morning with hickies all over each other, despite neither of you bringing someone home the night prior. She’d whisper something to you at a party and you’d disappear for hours immediately after,” Steve smiled, a new realization dawning on him. “You like her, don’t you? That’s why you give Daniel dirty looks all the time, why you’re wearing her favorite suit, and why the decorations for this party are suspiciously her favorite colors.”

“Okay, one, his name is Darren. Two, have you not seen her shoulder? It looks like he missed her hand in a violent game of patty-cake,” Steve narrowed his eyes, his jaw clenching. “Third, I don’t like her. I believe ‘head over heels in love with her’ is a better term.”

“So why not kick the guy out?”

“Because what if, in some sick and twisted way, he does make Y/N happy? Why would I get in the way of that because of my own selfish feelings?”

“I can almost guarantee that if he’s hitting her, she’s not happy.” With that, Steve turned and left, leaving Tony with his thoughts.

He looked in the mirror as he buttoned up his dress shirt, which was already tucked neatly into his pants. He pulled his tie around his neck and began tying it, remembering all of the times Y/N would do this after they snuck away from his party for a little bit. If only he knew then that he was going to fall this hard for her.

He shrugged his jacket on and slid his sunglasses on before checking his hair once more and spraying his cologne and walking down into the common room, where people had already began piling in for one of Tony Stark’s signature parties.

Sam and Steve welcomed him into the circle of 90% of the Avengers and handed him a glass of tequila. “Thanks, Lord knows I’m going to need it tonight,” That’s when Steve pointed to the stairwell, where Y/N was walking down. She was wearing a long silver evening gown with a dangerously long leg slit. Her black heels accentuated her legs. Her hair was curled to perfection and her makeup was simplistic. “Does anyone else feel like they’re going into cardiac arrest or is that just me?” His teammates laughed and smiled as Y/N approached them closer, Darren at her side. “I’m going to be playing a dangerous game and I need you to play along.”

“You look amazing, Y/N.” Natasha said, Y/N smiled and thanked her.

“Simply stunning. You might just be the most beautiful girl in the tower tonight.” Tony complimented, giving her a hug and making sure his hand splayed widely on the small of her back, just about touching the rise of her butt. Y/N’s back tensed against him but the smell of his cologne made her relax slightly, aside from whatever he was doing.

“Tony, help me get drinks for everyone, yeah?”

“Sure thing, sweetheart.” They began walking to the bar and once they were out of ear-shot, Y/N stopped him, lightly grabbing his forearm.

“What are you doing?”

“Treating you how you should be treated, unlike him.”

“Darren’s a great guy.” Y/N said confidently, but Tony knew better. He knew she put on a confident front when she was unsure of something.

“Is he, though? Y/N, if he’s hitting you,” Tony started, voice getting lower and turning into a hushed whisper. “You have to leave him. Please.”

“Why, so we can go back to being no-strings-attached fuck buddies?”

“No, dammit.”

“Then why?” Tony bit his lip, cursing himself for causing this situation. He had to tell her.

“Because I love you, and I can treat you better. Frankly, I don’t know how he can live with himself after doing this to you,” he gestured to her shoulder, which was covered the best she could with makeup. “You don’t have to leave him for me. Just leave him.” Both of their heads turned when they heard Darren calling for her.

“Why did you wait until now to tell me?” She asked. It was as if she was almost pleading with him, begging for him to give her permission to leave Darren.

“Because I never explored the possibility that you could end up in someone else’s arms.” She grabbed his hand, looking down to where they connected. It felt like they were made for each other, fitting so perfectly. She squeezed his hand.

“I have to go.” She whispered. Tony nodded, releasing her small hand from his. He didn’t turn around to watch her walk back into Darren’s arms. He couldn’t.

Darren had a death grip on Y/N’s arm as he nearly yanked her away from the party. She tried scanning the crowd to look for her friends, but they were all chatting with each other and not paying much attention. They wouldn’t notice even if she was waving her arms like crazy. Darren shoved her into her bedroom, falling onto the floor before he slammed the door behind them. “What’s going on between you and Stark?”

“Nothing, he just needed my help with something.”

“With what? What he needs to do for you to get on your knees for him? I bet that’s already happened though, huh?” He gripped onto her hair before spinning it around his fist and yanking her up onto her feet, a cry ripping through her throat.

“Let her go.” Y/N nearly cried of relief when she heard Tony’s voice at the door. She opened her eyes to see Sam, Bruce, Bucky, Natasha, Tony, and Steve all blocking the door. Tony stepped first into the room. Darren released his grip on her hair, nearly pushing her back onto the ground. Bruce picked her up off the ground and brought her to the corner of the room, farthest away from Darren. Tears pricked at her eyes and she buried her head towards Bruce’s shoulder. She promised herself that he would never see her cry; nobody would. Crying meant weakness. She didn’t have room for weakness. Natasha and Steve stood behind Tony, one on either side of him.

“Bucky, get Y/N out of here.” Steve ordered. Bruce lightly pushed her over towards Bucky who held his arms out for her.

“No, let her stay,” Tony said. Y/N paused, standing between Bruce and Bucky. Sam stepped in front of her, forming a protective border around her. “Give me one reason why I shouldn’t kill you.” Tony snapped. Darren looked unfazed.

“Are you really going to defend the same girl that you only used for sex?”

“At least the only handprint I left on her was on her ass. You, my friend, crossed a line.” Tony pulled a handgun from his pocket and the air in the room thickened. He rarely threatened someone like this.

“Stark-,” Steve began, trying to ease the situation, much to Tony’s disagreement.

“He hurt my girl.” Tony nearly growled. He clicked the safety off the gun and aimed it straight at Darren.

“We’re not shooting him,” Bucky said. “He’s not getting off that easy.” Tony thought for a moment before pocketing the gun once more. He turned to Y/N, who Bucky had stood in front of when the gun came out.

“Y/N, say the words, and he’s gone. Remember what we talked about?” Tony asked, eyes imploring her to give him the permission he needed to kick this guy out already. Y/N looked at him, and it was as if he could see her strength and courage he knew so well blossom back to life. She stepped out from behind Bucky and Sam and walked up until she was side by side to Tony. Sam couldn’t hide the smirk, more than pleased to see the old Y/N begin to shine through once more. Steve and Natasha still stood protectively by their sides, but she didn’t need it. She looked Darren right in the eye, smiling.

“I want him gone.” Darren’s eyes just about glowed with anger, but before he could lunge at her, Bruce jumped in front of her, putting him in a chokehold.

“You really don’t want to do that. I may not kill you, but piss me off enough, and the other guy will.” Bruce sneered. Y/N stood motionless by Tony’s side, still smiling to herself as everybody walked Darren out of the room. Steve shut the door behind him, leaving the two alone.

As soon as he heard the door close, Tony wrapped Y/N in his arms, hugging as tightly as he could without hurting her. He pulled away, checking her for more injuries as the smile on her face grew. “What happened? Is this a prank? Why are you smiling like that?” He asked frantically. Y/N pressed her palms against Tony’s cheeks before lifting herself up to his height and pressing a long kiss to his lips.

“I love you too, Tony.”

For You Are Mine At Last - A CrissColfer Fic

Prompt: oK got a CC PROMT FOT UU!!! can u expand more on the gifset analysis of the ring thing u reblogged. i NOTICED FROM THE FIRST TIME I WATCHED THE EPISODE I WAS LIKE. Lol C baby, wrong hand…. so maybe u can do like C bein hella nerv and D tryung to talk to him afterwards and idk imma let u do it ;) love uu!!

AAAH I LOVE THIS PROMPT. Okay, so I hope you don’t mind but I kind of ended up going in a very sappy direction. My CC feels got the best of me. 

*Title from At Last by Etta James

Word Count: 865 (G) AO3

Chris does certain things when he’s nervous. Several of which Darren thinks are completely and utterly adorable and others which just end up making him nervous too. Chris fidgets with the hems of his clothing, the buttons of his shirt, or with the strap of his ever-present watch- (“I like being on time, unlike some people, Dare”). Sometimes a soft blush forms high on the apples of his cheeks, and Chris will chew his lips restlessly, bouncing his leg to a beat that Darren can’t follow. 

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anonymous asked:

I do not understand. Darren telling a story about Chris in 2015 - two years ago - is important why?? So much changes in 2 years. Showing pictures of Klaine is important why? They were paid as actors to play lovers. You cannot say that is CrissColfer because that is an assumption, not proof. It seems creepy to use fake pictures to justify a relationship. Give me something current please.

Dear Nonnie,

Are you feeling so threatened by the video that you have to point out that it’s 19 months old?  I guess even you can see and hear how reverently Darren talks about Chris. How he says his name like it’s the most magical word(s) in the world. How excited he is to tell the story as he declares “it’s not a secret” and bounces a little in his chair. You know why he is excited?  Because everything else about his relationship is a secret.  This is the one story he’s allowed to tell thanks to Max. And he’s told it in detail.  4 times!!  

As for Klaine  I generally do not use character moments  it’s the BTS moments  that are pretty telling.   But yes   The kisses went far beyond what was required for the role   

But you are correct, the video is 19 months old.  But what confuses me in your ask.  You are asking for current evidence.  So does this mean you concede that as of 19 months ago they were a couple and perhaps they’ve broken up?  You do understand that if this is the case.  The other 2 couples you rely on existing mainly so CC cannot exist.  It means they are fake and were used as a prop to cover CC.  And if they were fake 19 months ago.  Well I doubt much has changed with regard to their legitimacy.  And if they are still being held at in public as real, you have to ask yourself. Why?  What are they still hiding?  And well.  I think we have the answer.  

But you asked for more current proof.  So here we go:

The fact that these two men and self declared friends that exude chemistry and clearly enjoy each other’s company have not been seen together in over 2 years and don’t interact on social media.  In direct contrast to pretty much every other person on Glee.  

Stranger than Fanfiction released this past February.  Chris’ most autobiographical book to date.  About contracts, celebrities lying, legal obligations.  With a shout out to the Kraken!  And of course Sunshine Studios. And let’s not forget our closeted teen.  

The Day the Dance is Over.  A song that Darren can’t push off and say chuck wrote it unlike Lost Boys Life.  "Many times you have kept me higher up that I can reach.  And now you’re on my shoulder.  And well there’s something to talk about. And well there’s something to say. I promise you that I won’t be gone on the day that day that the dance is over, I will be your song.  Keep holding on. Because on the day the day dance is over I will be your song.  You can put away your costume. You can be yourself. There is nothing to be scared of.  They can turn all the lights out.  Leave us standing in the dark. I’m not going anywhere love, no.“

The reprisal of Chris Col-Fur on the very evening the worst Von beard ever appeared back in San Fran.

TLOS.  With Froggy in the mirror.  Placed there by Morina.  Both prominently on the cover of the last book.  And we know Chris is Red.  

Mother Goose snap. Mother Goose a character Darren has no independent association with.

Christmas in October.  Why did this have to be staged? Especially as Darren did spend Christmas in Northern California.  Away from Chuck who was in New York. Suspicious indeed.  

The subsequent refusal of Chris’ cousin to out his boyfriend.  Ummm.  Will is pretty out as the public kept man.  

Ben?  You can’t tell me you are ignoring the man that lives in that house.  

Chris’ denial that he had seen AVPM. Ask yourself. Why?  Why deny this when there is an abundance of evidence to the contrary that not only had he seen it. But loved it and was a complete fanboy.

That’s just a few examples.  I could continue. But it’s early and I think you get the idea.  

Criss and Colfer.  Still going strong.

Layover - cc ficlet

Title: Layover
Pairing: Chris/Darren
Length/Rating:  ~1,450 / PG
Summary: As requested, a small follow up to Departure.  Now where are my promised mimosas?


Chris’ stomach twists in cold knots when the landing announcement sounds through the cabin otherwise quiet cabin. They’re arriving in Los Angeles and Chris doesn’t know what comes next.

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anonymous asked:

I can't think of any other couple straight/gay/animals/aliens who look as good and cute together as Darren and Chris. Like seriously. THEY JUST LOOK AWESOME TOGETHER AND THAT'S ONE OF MILLION REASONS WHY I SHIP THEM. Sorry, it just hits me sometimes... I can't wait to see them together publicly and adorably..

I know right?

They’re so a power couple.

Look at them being pretty and with the world in their hands. 

We’re in two, dear anon to can’t wait to see them being handsome as ever and totally in love in public.