that “hi” thing where i answer questions about you, these ones:
1. First impression:
2. Truth is:
3. How old do you look:
4. Have you ever made me laugh:
5. Have you ever made me mad:
6. Best feature:
7. Have I ever had a crush on you:
8. You’re my:
9. Name in my phone:
10. Should you post this too?so, send me a “hi” and stuff
(Source: biblicalbelief)
Drabble based on this AU gifset by Jen.
It should be made clear that Blaine Anderson didn’t do this.
Not that he didn’t watch porn. Of course he did. He didn’t think any seventeen year old boy didn’t watch porn—or hadn’t, at the very least. That was normal. But this? This was something that he didn’t do. And it had his pulse racing at the thought of it.
It wasn’t the first time he’d thought of going on an online sex date or whatever he was supposed to call it, but it was the first time he was actually going to follow through on that train of thought. He didn’t even know where to begin his search, or what sites were good or whatever. It was actually kind of freaking him out, to be honest. The thought that he could get anybody out there… including some kind of perv or creep or pedophile. It was terrifying. Why was he doing this? He should back out now.
But his curiosity (and the fact that he’d been horny for over an hour already) was getting the better of him, and Blaine suddenly found himself on Google browsing through site after site of ‘find hot singles in your area’ and attempting to pick the most normal-looking one.
The first link he clicked was full of boobs, and he closed it with a glance at his locked door.
Gross.
Quickly, he added ‘gay’ to the search and started browsing again, finding one that said ‘live sex with hot twinks’ and blushing, clicked it, scrolling through the page where there were images and images of naked bodies and parts, staring up at him. Before he could talk himself out if it, Blaine took a deep breath and clicked on one with a boy whose face was twisted up in pleasure, rosy lips open and eyes closed. He had no idea how this worked, and a pop-up asked him if he wanted his built-in camera to connect. Biting his lip, he hesitated for a moment before selecting ‘Accept’, and a loading bar waited for a video to show up.
After a few moments, the circle stopped spinning and an image came into view. Of a bed with a wall behind it, and two pillows neatly propped up on it. His face was in the corner of the window, and he could see himself looking nervously at his screen.
“Hello?” he called out a little, clearing his throat when it came out hoarse, and licked his lips, hovering his mouse over the ‘x’ button when suddenly an ‘Oh!’ came from his laptop, and he watched, stomach twisting in nerves, before someone came into view, and—wow.
Blaine felt his breath hitch as the most beautiful man he had ever seen in his life moved to lie on his stomach in front of his own screen. “Hey honey, you looking for a good time?” the man at the other end of the screen asked, his lips tilted up in a confident smirk.
He stared.
It was like he didn’t have words. Or as if his brain had decided that it had done enough for the day and taken a break, and had his mini-brain between his legs take over instead. His cock was twitching eagerly in his pajama pants as he gaped at the man.
“Don’t be shy,” the other guy chuckled a little, reaching up to scratch at his neck and smile at him. “I’ll take care of you.”
Blaine sucked in a breath and nodded, his face flushed to the point where it burned, and he suddenly felt silly in his plaid sleep coat while the other guy had a zip-up sweater that hung off his slender, pale shoulders, and he gulped. “Sorry,” he said quickly, his voice low. “I’m—uh—”
“New to this?” the guy guessed, smirking, and biting at his lower lip in a way that was entirely unfair. But Blaine nodded. “Don’t fret, darling. Everybody’s new at some point. I’ll make sure you’re comfortable.
“Now why don’t you let me show you how it’s done.”
Klaine AU | Kurt has a crush on Blaine, who’s the new lead singer of New Directions, and he’s kind of a jerk (or just pretends to be one)
(Source: gleeddicted)
AU: Klaine meets at the coffee shop and Blaine is stunned the first time he lays eyes on Kurt.
(Source: mrdevonhummel)
We’ve only just met, and we’re going to go look at a flat.
Problem?
We don’t know a thing about each other. I don’t know where we’re meeting, I don’t even know your name.
I know you’re ambitious. You chose your dreams over family and friends. That including your first love. I also know you were on top of your career when you took a fall. Judging by the scar on your neck - I’d say throat cancer and you probably haven’t sung a note ever since. You wear prada shoes so I know you like fashion. But they’re last season so I you probably buy second-hand. I know you’re not from New York because you don’t have an accent but you have attidue so you have presumably been located here for at least a few years. That’s enough to be going on with, don’t you think? The name’s Sebastian Smythe and the address is 77 Street Lexington Avenue . Afternoon.
(Source: padfootmoony)
(Source: smuchshypush)
(Source: padfootmoony)
