Log in

No account? Create an account
21 June 2013 @ 12:33 pm
Like Shooting Stars
Artist: beeemyhoney
Author: froggydarren
Rating (art/fic if different): T/PG-13
Word Count: 6227
Warnings (if any): alcohol use

Fic Summary: "Just dance, Kurt, nothing else, just dance." Kurt likes to lose himself in the music, to let it lead him so he can forget everything around. He likes to be left alone, until one night, someone moves right along with him.
Chapters: 1/2/3/4

Link to Art: Full art
Playlist: YouTube
Mode: accomplished
21 June 2013 @ 12:25 pm

Make It Through The Night

"The usual?"

Blaine looks to the bartender and nods, then turns back to the dance floor, scanning it for the one familiar face he's hoping to finally spot. It's been a few weeks and he's finding it hard to come up with excuses for why he's there. For all he knows, there's no hope that Kurt would be back, there's a good chance that by doing what they've done that night -- by breaking his rules and bringing Kurt home -- Blaine has ruined any chance he had at something more with Kurt.

It had taken Blaine about an hour after he woke up that morning and found Kurt gone, with no note, no explanation, only a rumpled side of the bed, to realize that it wasn't at all what he wanted. He was not the type to have one night stands, and he's since endured a lot of teasing from Sebastian about that.

"Give it up, Anderson," Seb says, coming over to him just as Blaine is reaching for his drink, "boy's not going to show up."

Read more...Collapse )

Now Playing: Maroon 5 - Won't Go Home Without You
21 June 2013 @ 12:20 pm

Would You Let Me See

He's drunk. He knows he is, and Santana is not helping by bringing him a new drink whenever he empties the one he has. She keeps telling him it's her duty to have him absolutely wasted because it's his birthday. But then she also tells him it's on her to get him, in her words, "thrown against a wall and ravished in ways he's not even dreamed of before," which Kurt rolls his eyes at. He has no intention of letting anyone bring him home and most definitely no plans to be bringing anyone to his own place. All he wants is to get drunk, dance a little, and then go home to sleep it off.

When the music changes to a slow song, Kurt’s struck by a need, a want to lose himself in the words and the melody. He knows it well, mouths along all the words and barely notices when a pair of hands grips his waist. It’s only when he feels arms wrapping around him and the gust of warm air hitting his neck as the person behind him moves closer that he hears a familiar voice softly sing into his ear.

Read more...Collapse )

Now Playing: Labrinth feat. Emeli Sandé - Beneath Your Beautiful
21 June 2013 @ 12:15 pm

Best We Get Our Distance

Several weeks pass before another night out happens when Blaine allows Sebastian to drag him out. There's a promotion to celebrate, and while Wes can't make it, Seb insists that dancing is a better option than sitting at a bar and drinking themselves senseless.

"No, Seb," Blaine shakes his head when Sebastian tries to talk him into doing tequila shots, "you know what happens when either of us drinks that, and I would prefer to be able to come back to this place."

"Well, that's a nice little change of tune," Sebastian says with a laugh, "you spent weeks telling me you'd never go clubbing with me again."

Read more...Collapse )

Now Playing: Fun.: Some Nights
21 June 2013 @ 12:06 pm

Wish Right Now

“You know I didn’t want to come, San,” Kurt is aware of the slightly whiny tone in his voice as he glares at Santana, “I don’t like the whole night club scene, I have no need to be parading myself in front of people with dance moves or hook up with a random asshole who’ll be hard to get rid of in the morning or who’ll rob me while I’m sleeping.”

“The solution to that is to go to his place and sneak out in the morning.”

“Thank you, Ms. Lopez, we’re all aware of what you do with your prey,” Rachel pipes in and Kurt’s for a moment glad to have her around, “but, Kurt, there’s nothing wrong with going out and having a little fun. I’m not going to leave with anyone else, not when I have Brody to go home to.”

Read more...Collapse )

Now Playing: B.o.B - Airplanes ft. Hayley Williams of Paramore
17 June 2013 @ 04:24 pm

They'd decided to make things easier and be able to see everyone that they would spend the whole weekend at the beach, with both families present. Chris organized the entire trip and they lucked out on the weather, since it's allowing them to make a barbecue and enjoy the sunshine.

"Papa, look!" Daisy yells out to Chris, who is safely under a parasol, still all too aware of the potential results of too much sunshine on his skin.

She points to a spot not too far away from where they are all settled and Chris can't hold back the chuckles when he notices Darren's curly head sticking out from the sand. Chuck is crouching down by Daisy, his lips in a satisfied smirk.

Read more...Collapse )

Mode: bouncybouncy
17 December 2012 @ 09:12 pm
So, to avoid de-anoning myself on my usual account, here's one I'll use for filling GKM prompts ;)

I'm on tumblr at FroggyDarren if anyone's interested ;)

My fic is at DCrissCColfer & IsThatALittleBowtie.
Mode: creative