— teenage dream.

IT'S TIME TO BEGIN a blaine anderson roleplay blog. selective. jess | she/her tracking: bandersonrps "I'd say bye, but I wouldn't wanna make you angry." — Blaine Anderson, 2011.

[be-your-luve]

[bandersonrps]

kurthummel-nyc​:

As they made their way into the bedroom, Kurt’s eyes darted around to look at the rest of the place.  He didn’t know why.  A part of him wanted to focus on other things so he wouldn’t chicken out and push Blaine away.  It wasn’t as if he didn’t want Blaine or want this.  He’d wanted this more than he’d wanted anything before, honestly. He’d had dreams of this- ones he didn’t voice to anyone.  

Once they got into Blaine’s room, Kurt turned to slide his arms around Blaine’s neck and hmmed as they both fell back on the bed.  He moved his hands to Blaine’s chest and let out a breath. He slid his legs around Blaine so that his boyfriend was slotted between them and tilted his neck, “Oh god, that feels good,” he moaned out and bit his lower lip.  He loved it when Blaine kissed his neck.  The feel of his lips and tongue all over him.  Kurt kissed Blaine when he moved up and slid his fingers through the back of Blaine’s hair, letting it come free from the gel, “then do it,” he whispered against his lips, “I want you so bad.”  He swallowed thickly and moved his hand down Blaine’s back, gripping his shirt and pulling it up as Blaine went lower, placing wet kisses down his collar bone.  Kurt jutted his hips upward as Blaine moved to undo Kurt’s pants.  He kicked off his shoes with the help of hi other foot and finally freed Blaine of his shirt, then leaned down and kissed Blaine again, hotly, then tugged his lower lip with his teeth, “I need to start wearing less layers around you,” he muttered, then kissed Blaine’s jaw.

Another shot of arousal curled in Blaine’s stomach upon hearing those words. It was one thing to feel wanted, but quite another to be wanted by Kurt - that thought alone turned him on like no other. The promise he made to Kurt that night, about keeping things above the waist for now had long been forgotten as he deftly undid Kurt’s pants and pushed the fabric down his hips, his legs, before dropping it onto the floor without much thought. Then, he sat up slightly, letting Kurt pull his shirt up and over his head and taking it off of him completely. “I honestly don’t mind the layers, but yes, less is always better.” He breathed over Kurt’s skin as he leaned down once again, moaning softly when he felt Kurt’s teeth and tongue along his jaw.

There was nothing sweet nor innocent about this, but even then, it still felt right and perfect and just - them. The heat and anticipation was driving Blaine crazy, but he had a feeling that Kurt might be even more impatient than he was, and so, he quickly slid his hand down, all the while murmuring against the shell of Kurt’s ear, “I’ll do anything you want me to do...Anything.” His fingertips dipped under the waistband of Kurt’s boxer briefs and he teased the sensitive skin there for a few moments, before peeling it off and casting it to the side. Blaine was practically aching with the need to touch at this point, his eyes dancing with something akin to a deep longing as he stared down at Kurt’s half-erect cock. His mouth was dry and all he could think about was touching Kurt and making him feel good. “You look so hot, so beautiful.” He whispered softly as he brought his hand to Kurt’s cock, creating a tight ring with his thumb and index finger and stroking him to full hardness. 

[michonnegrimes]

Once again, I’m impressed by the tenderness with which the writers have chosen to treat these two characters, and the skill with which the two actors approach them. You can’t help but root for Kurt and Blaine. ❤

[bandersonrps]

kurthummel-nyc​:

“You really don’t know how to take a compliment do you? Even if it’s about your apartment,” Kurt smirked and shook his head.  He glanced around the place and tried to think of a time when he would move in with Blaine and they could make this place their home.  Maybe Blaine would let him redecorate a little bit.  Kurt could add little touches about each of them to Blaine’s place and then it wouldn’t be just Blaine’s apartment.  It would be theirs.  He didn’t know if it was too soon to talk about it, much less think about it, but he couldn’t help that it was on his mind.

Kurt really wasn’t ready for Blaine’s reaction.  He figured maybe they would ease into things, but Blaine went right to his legs and then his hips to pull him close.  Kurt swallowed thickly and nodded, “I guess I do,” he whispered as his heart started pounding in his chest.  He wanted to lean forward and kiss him, but he was frozen in his spot, feet firmly planted in the ground. His knees were slightly weak when Blaine whispered against his ear and he oved his hand to Blaine’s shoulder to steady himself, “Oh god,” he muttered and tilted his head.  Kurt’s eyes rolled back and his mouth dropped at the feel of Blaine’s lips against his ear and jaw and neck.  “Blaine,,” Kurt moaned out and slid his hand to Blaine’s shirt, untucking it from his pants, “God yes, please…” He pulled back and looked into Blaine’s eyes, kissing his lips, a little forcefully, “Lets go to your room,” he muttered and moved to untie Blaine’s bowtie.

Blaine felt his breath stutter in his chest when Kurt moaned out his name. He had never heard Kurt made that sound before, nor had he witnessed such delicious reactions coming from his boyfriend. Kurt’s eyes were darker than he had ever seen them, and as Kurt’s hot, forceful lips found his, he couldn’t stop the aching whine that came rushing out of him. His head started to spin then, from a mixture of arousal and Kurt, and all he could think about was how satisfying it would be to settle in between Kurt’s elongated legs and pleasure him with his mouth. The moment Kurt gave his consent was the moment Blaine groaned out an okay between kisses as well, tearing his lips away from Kurt’s to take hold of his hand and pulling him towards his bedroom, completely ignoring his bowtie as it fell to the floor. With some difficulty, Blaine stumbled with Kurt into his bedroom and they fell onto the bed with no finesse, with Blaine landing on top of Kurt. “You’re so hot.” Blaine breathed out as he leaned down to latch his mouth onto Kurt’s neck once again, his teeth scraping against the alabaster skin. A coherent part of his brain reminded him that he should probably slow down since Kurt was inexperienced in sex, but he didn’t, couldn’t, not when Kurt was just right there, and the more Blaine kissed and sucked and nipped at the exposed expanse of Kurt’s neck, the harder it was to stop. “I can’t wait to taste you, Kurt. I really want to make you feel good...Want to make you feel so good.” He whispered against Kurt’s mouth as he moved downwards now, past Kurt’s jaw and down to his collarbones, pushing aside the soft material of Kurt’s shirt to gain access to more skin while reaching down with his other hand to undo Kurt’s pants. 

[settleforbeingnothing-blog]

[bandersonrps]

kurthummel-nyc​:

As Blaine walked him towards his apartment, Kurt’s mind was swimming with everything that had just happened at lunch and everything that could happen in Blaine’s apartment.  It wasn’t lost on Kurt that he had asked for this- he wanted to go to Blaine’s place.  A part of him was scared, though.  Even if they didn’t go too far tonight he didn’t know what Blaine would think about his body.  He didn’t want to embarrass himself with the noises he made or how needed he would be. It was all Blaine’s fault for sliding his foot up Blaine’s leg. Blaine already knew how to push his buttons.  Kurt was putty in Blaine’s hands, and he was certain Blaine knew that.

Once they got to their street, Kurt picked up his steps and squeezed Blaine’s hand once.  He’d never been to his place before.  They’d spent plenty of time at the loft and Kurt was happy to finally see a piece of Blaine and have some much needed privacy. He let go of Blaine’s hand as they walked up to Blaine’s apartment and waited for Blaine to unlock his door.  He smiled once he waked in and looked around the room, “Oh please, the only thing mine has on yours is size.  Yours has actual doors and less roommates. I say yours is much better.”  He smiled at Baine and walked around, looking at the sheet music and letting his fingers dance over a few notes on the keyboard.  He smiled and looked at Blaine, “I think it suits you.”  Kurt  nodded and walked over to his boyfriend then slid his arms around his neck, “You haven’t showed me your closet yet….” 

Blaine felt a familiar flicker of excitement in his stomach as Kurt entered his room and looked around, like this was a step in the right direction in terms of how their relationship should be progressing. Being the hopeless romantic that he was, he had always wanted to share his life and spend his New York days with his significant other. To him, that was the New York City dream; he just didn’t think it would actually come true. “I beg to differ, but again, let’s just agree to disagree.” He chuckled, his expression soft as he watched Kurt move around his place with ease, his heart warming at the thought of them living together, hopefully soon. 

Kurt’s movement caught Blaine’s eye, and the next thing he knew, Kurt was already in front of him, sliding his arms around his neck and eliciting a small gasp from him. “Right...my closet.” He stepped forward a little and whispered against Kurt’s lips, running his hands up Kurt’s thighs before putting them low on his waist and pulling him closer. “I need to show you my bedroom, then.” His entire body was tingling somewhere between excitement and want - a feeling he hadn’t felt in a very long time. Kurt was basically giving him the go-ahead, and he could feel his self-control slowly crumbling away as he briefly considered the idea of just ripping off Kurt’s clothes without asking, but the gentleman in him had reservations against doing something like that. So, he leaned forward and breathed out a ‘Kurt’ against his boyfriend’s ear instead, before moving his lips slowly down the side of Kurt’s ear, jaw, and then his neck, kissing and nipping at his skin. “I really want to blow you. Can I?”

[michonnegrimes]

[magda-lennah]

[bandersonrps]

Blaine was equal parts nervous and excited on the way home; his entire body was just buzzing and tingling with energy, with how unreal this felt. How did a simple lunch led to them skipping school and heading over to his place instead? Okay, perhaps it wasn’t that simple, and Blaine was pretty much to blame, for putting on the moves and seducing Kurt in broad daylight. To be completely honest, he wasn’t really thinking when he did that, but he enjoyed it all the same. He enjoyed drawing that side out of Kurt, a side which, Blaine was more than happy and eager to accept. Kurt wasn’t the only one who would like to do a little more than just cuddling. Blaine was equally turned on as well, and he had an inkling that Kurt could see right through him, despite his best efforts to remain composed and courteous. 

“Here we are.” Blaine smiled as he pushed the key into the lock and opened the door, stepping aside to let Kurt enter the room first. “It’s honestly rather mediocre compared to yours, but at least it’s compact and cozy.” He remarked casually, closing the door behind him. Inside, the walls were lined with hunter green and cream striped wallpaper, with monochromatic wood panelling along the bottom. There were piles of music sheets and anthologies lying around, as well as books, gaming consoles, and an electronic keyboard he had brought with him from home. There wasn’t too much going on since he had left all of his pictures, posters, trophies, and camera models back at home, but he had everything he needed here, not to mention the piano that came with the place, which, was the deciding factor in his decision to sign the lease. “So, what do you think?”

[lostintheseclouds]

blaine anderson + emojis (insp.)

[bandersonrps]

kurthummel-nyc​:

🎭

“One thing about me, Blaine, is I don’t say things I don’t mean,”  Kurt shrugged, “So yes, you’re the cutest. Possibly the hottest, and I may be biased, but it doesn’t mean I’m not truthful.”  A blush came to his cheeks when Blaine said he was the most beautiful and stunning person in this word, “I think Bradley Cooper might have something to say about that.” He sighed and took a drink, then shook his head, “Neither? I’m more of a mixed drink guy. But definitely wine over beer if I had the choice.”

“If acting doesn’t work out…” Kurt trailed off and then smiled softly, “I have a ten year plan.”  He leaned forward and moved his hand around, “Basically, I’m going to become a Broadway star and then I’ll be able to be a guest editor in Vogue, and possibly come out with me own line.”  He knew that it was a far away dream, mostly, but Kurt was always a dreamer.  Kurt tilted his head and smiled softly at Blaine.  He rubbed his thumb along his boyfriend’s and sighed softly, “I’m the lucky one,” he whispered and looked into Blaine’s eyes. He’d been so happy to meet Blaine.  There had been something about him from the start, and even though Kurt was already with someone it was amazing how drawn he was to the man in front of him.  It was something he’d never felt before.

Kurt nodded, “Don’t get me wrong, a part of me wants to shout it from the rooftops, but then I feel like I’d have to answer so many questions and I don’t know if anyone would really understand what we have.”  He tilted his head, “It’s like I found this thing that’s so precious and even though I was with someone else, I couldn’t stay away.  I didn’t want to stay away…no matter what it meant.” He sat back, “I’m sorry I hurt Adam, but I didn’t want to stay away from you.  I don’t think I could have even if I tried.”

As he looked at Blaine, Kurt couldn’t help the fact that his heart started beating faster.  Heat pooled in his stomach as he watched Blaine lean forward and take a bite from his fork.  His jaw dropped just slightly and his eyes flickered from Blaine’s lips then into his eyes.   Blaine had no idea just how much he was turning him on.  He finally closed his lips and nodded, “Yeah.  Yeah, I’d like that,” he whispered.  He smiled just a little and moved the tip of his foot just a little, to let Blaine know silently that all of this was okay.  This flirting that was pushing Kurt towards the edge of wanting more.  Kurt knew, that He wouldn’t be able to hold out long with Blaine, but at the same time he didn’t want to.  He didn’t have as many reservations as he did with Adam.  With Blaine it was different.  He took in a breath and sat back his foot again, moving up Blaine’s calf, much like Blaine had done to him, “You’re making it really difficult for me to go back to class.”

🎹

Blaine wrinkled his nose slightly, eyes dancing with a twinkle as they bore into Kurt’s, “Let’s agree to disagree, but I hope that you’ll still find me cute and hot even when I’m old and gray. No take backs.” He teased, taking a moment to actually picture them growing old together and smiling fondly at that mental image in his mind. He knew he was getting ahead of himself, but quite frankly, his future had already been decided for him the moment he walked into that coffee shop. “You’re the most beautiful person to ever grace this earth, and nothing and no one can persuade me otherwise. And I’m not just talking about your looks, Kurt.” While Blaine chose to run away from most things out of fear and feelings of inadequacy, Kurt stood tall and proud and faced them anyway - again, and again. Kurt had a strength he didn’t possess; Kurt was beautiful, in every sense of the word. “We should go drinking and dancing someday...gives me an excuse to cling to you, as you said. We could even invite Rachel. I still owe her a duet, after all.”

Kurt opening up and telling Blaine all about his dreams was unexpected, but it was also deeply moving and endearing at the same time. Blaine felt like he was now one step closer to peeling off all of those layers and getting to know the man underneath them. “If that’s your dream, then it’s mine to be there for you and support you through everything else until you get there.” He said with equal parts of passion and conviction, as if he had just received his life’s mission. “Have you already thought of a name for your own line?” He asked afterwards, resting his chin on his palm. A soft smile overtook his features as he glanced down to where their fingers were connected, relishing in the fact that he could now easily reach out and hold onto Kurt’s hand anytime he wanted, considering there was a time when he couldn’t. “I guess we both got lucky.” He murmured, feeling his heart doing a somersault in his chest at the way Kurt’s thumb was rubbing against his skin, leaving him slightly breathless. 

“I don’t think my brother understood it either, but he did try to help in his own way...” Blaine paused then, trailing off quietly. It hit him then that he had forgotten to text Cooper when he said that he would, but then again, their relationship had always been a little convoluted, given their age gap. Cooper had bigger, better things to focus on, anyway. “It was the same for me. Even though I knew it was wrong, but I just- I couldn’t stop thinking about you. It felt...right to be with you, but it was also a lot more than just that. I genuinely lo- like,” He caught himself at the last minute and corrected his words, clearing his throat a little and giving Kurt a nervous smile before continuing like nothing had happened, “I genuinely like you as a person. If you were a religion, I’d be a hopeless devotee. Not that I’m not already one. That’s how crazy I am about you, Kurt.”

Blaine let out a quiet gasp when he felt Kurt’s ankle brushing up against his calf, stunned and surprised that Kurt would actually reciprocate. His stomach flipped inside of him at the feeling - just the idea that Kurt was okay with his bold, flirting moves was enough to make him swell with happiness. “Great.” His eyes darkened just a little as he fixed his gaze firmly on Kurt, his voice dropping an octave as he spoke, “I can’t wait to cuddle with you again.” He leaned forward once more, reaching up to wipe off an errant drop of the pasta sauce from the corner of Kurt’s mouth with his thumb and bringing it back to his own lips, coaxing it between them and sucking gently on the tip. “Mm, delicious.” He hummed with a mischievous glint in his eyes, looking as though nothing was different. “I don’t feel like going to class either. Come on, let’s blow it off.” 

[bandersonrps]

Kurt: Guys like you don’t happen to people like me. I’ve…My whole life I’ve been alone. I didn’t meet another out gay guy my age until I came to New York. My whole life I didn’t get the guy or the part in the musical or the college that I wanted. I had to settle for being alone, for the secondary role, and for the other path. Then I met you. And I’m terrified that once again, somehow, I’m not going to get the guy and I’m going to end up alone.

↳ CHARACTER AESTHETICS: KURT ELIZABETH HUMMEL ( @kurthummel-nyc )

Happy birthday, Manda! ♡ ( @rpwithkurthummel )

[darren-ecriss]

[lukejulie]

[hudconswift]

[madeline-kahn]

Music in Film: Sleepless in Seattle (1993) dir. Nora Ephron

[bandersonrps]

kurthummel-nyc​:

🎭

“Oh please, Blaine.  We need to get you some new mirrors, because apparently, they’re warped if you think you aren’t the cutest,” Kurt smiled just a little, shook his head, and just looked at Blaine.  He’d never met someone like him.  He was like an old Hollywood movie star and Blaine had to know how attractive that was, right? It was Kurt’s turn to blush and he shook his head, “For the longest time I didn’t drink.  I had the worst first experience being drunk and so I’ve been taking it easy ever since.  Meaning, I don’t get drunk often.  Or at all actually.  I guess I never trusted the person I was with enough to get drunk.

A smirk came to his lips, “Most people are.  I mean, you can do much better than the gap and if your pants are any indication you tend to have a tendency to go more towards Brooks Brothers.”  He took a drink of his water and tilted his head as Blaine began to talk about superheroes.  He found himself giving his boyfriend a somber smile.  He noticed the faulter in Blaine’s smile and immediately wanted to make that go away. Kurt ran his thumb over Blaine’s as he talked and smiled a little sadly, “Well, I for one would be glad to see the craftsmanship of this superhero suit.”  After a pause, Kurt squeezed Blaine’s hand, “And for the record…I do understand.  Half of the reason I was drawn to being on Broadway was because I didn’t have to be myself.  I could put on a costume and be someone else for a night.  I would dream of being a paperboy or a sailor or a Mormon…” he trailed off and shrugged, “I mean, I got better throughout high school and learned to be comfortable with myself, but….it was hard. For a long time.”

Kurt glanced at Blaine and wondered what was wrong with him.  He seemed a little uncomfortable, but he also didn’t want to ask him what was wrong.  Maybe Blaine was regretting their relationship.  Kurt didn’t know.  He smiled softly when Blaine squeezed his hand and immediately all those feelings went away. “Of course I want you to meet my family, and my friends.”  He paused just a little, “but honestly, I kind of want you to myself for a while.  I’m sure they all already know about you by now because Rachel can’t keep a secret to save her life, but my group of friends can be…a little much every now and then.  I just want to keep you for me. At least for a little bit.  Does that make sense?”

His jaw dropped slightly, when Blaine said his kink was pleasing him.  His mind immediately went to the bedroom and his face flushed.  When the food came out he sat back and took in a breath, smiling at the waitress and taking a drink of his diet coke once she set it down.  He leaned in and took a bite, smiling, “Oh that is really good,” he smiled brightly at Blaine once he said he would like to spend the evening together, “Good. I won’t have to deal with Rachel tonight so that’s a plus, and I get to spend the evening with you.”  Kurt took a bite of his own food and hmmed, “Want a bite?” he said, already putting some of his pasta and shrimp on a fork for Blaine.

🎹

Kurt’s compliment only pulled forth another soft chuckle from Blaine, his face lighting up with delight even as his inner critic was cautioning him to remain humble. “You really think I’m the cutest?” He asked, not knowing how else to respond. He knew he was somewhat good looking, but it was always about how sweet or kind or talented he was and rarely about his looks since that was usually reserved for Cooper. “I’d say you’re biased, but I happen to think that you’re the most beautiful and stunning person in this world, so I suppose that makes us even.” He nodded, a quiet, satisfied hum escaping his lips. Kurt’s reaction to Blaine’s question had him raising an eyebrow in amusement, and a part of him wanted to press for answers just to keep that blush there, but he decided against it in the end, so instead he just sat back slightly and asked, “On the occasion that you do drink, do you usually opt for beer or wine?” 

Blaine’s eyes widened slightly as he looked across the table at Kurt, his heart fluttering at how spot-on Kurt was. Sure, he had been complimented for his outfits before, but there’s a difference between telling him that his pants looked nice and being able to tell which designer they came from. “Color me impressed. Are you certain you wouldn’t want to reconsider a career at Vogue.com?” He asked, awe evident in his voice. Then, he squeezed Kurt’s hand back and made sure his smile was in place when the subject was changed, regretting bringing up something so heavy when they were supposed to just relax and enjoy lunch together. It wasn’t his intention to put a damper on Kurt’s spirits; this wasn’t Kurt’s issue to deal with to begin with. It was just him, with his complex emotions and dramatic tendencies. “I like you just the way you are, though.” He let on honestly, giving Kurt a soft smile. “You’re second to none, and I'm proud and insanely lucky to be able to call you mine.” He said, positively beaming at Kurt while holding his gaze the entire time.

Blaine really didn’t like the idea of another guy walking around Kurt’s place without clothes on all the time, but he knew it wasn’t his place to say anything about it either. So he took in a breath and did his best to push it down so that it wouldn’t show on his face. The loft wasn’t his home, after all. “You can...keep me for yourself for as long as you want. You won’t hear any arguments from this corner.” He said, biting his lips and trying his hardest to fight back the heat that was slowly forming on his cheeks. “The only person I’ve told about you so far is my older brother and even then, I hesitated to give him your name at first. I understand that feeling of wanting to keep something precious safe and private and just- closer, I guess.” 

Blaine searched Kurt’s face for a while, looking for signs of discomfort if any. He didn’t want Kurt to think that he was pushing for certain things because he definitely wasn’t. He’d be lying if he said he hadn’t once fantasized about having sex with Kurt, but they had both agreed on taking things slow and keeping things above the waist for now, and Blaine was nothing if not a gentleman of his word. Still, that didn’t mean that he would pass up any and every opportunity to flirt with his boyfriend, and so he did exactly that, leaning forward with purpose and parting his lips a little before closing them around Kurt’s fork, taking a bite and moaning softly at the taste of it. “That is delicious.” He murmured, never dropping eye contact as he hooked his ankle over Kurt’s under the table and ran halfway up his calf, then back down again. “Will you be staying the night?”