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Do you have an epub for A Parade of Paper Faces by LilahTeminaEast? The AO3 link (at least for me) doesn't have words for chapter 1 or the beginning of chapter 2. TIA!
Hi! I do not have access to this, but I would recommend asking @klaineccfanficlibrary they're great at this kind of stuff!
It's all Blaine's idea. The 'marriage.' They're best friends, he points out. It will be easy. No one will suspect a thing.Â
Kurt has a lot more doubts about it. For one thing, he's pretty sure it's fraud, marrying someone just for their health insurance benefits. The second thing is that he has no desire to lie to his family about something this fundamental. And third⊠is that it's not pretend. Not for him.Â
He doesn't say any of this. "No one is going to believe us as a couple. We've been friends for years and never shown any romantic interest in each other." Lie.Â
Blaine looks at him with those soft, sweet eyes. The ones that make Kurt unable to breathe. "We'll make them believe it."Â
"You just woke up one day and decided you were in love with me, did you?" Kurt snarks.Â
"No. I've always been in love with you. I just never had the courage to say it before now."Â
That gets Kurt right in the stomach. He tears his gaze away from Blaine's. "And me?"
He feels Blaine shrug beside him. "Whatever you want. Maybe you felt the same. Maybe you were won over by my earnest attempts to woo you. Maybe I'm just a really good lay."
Kurt glances at him in time to catch the mischievous grin. Another stomach flutter. This is way too dangerous. He can't do it.Â
"I don't know about this," he says.Â
"Kurt," Blaine grabs his hand. "You need your insulin. If you marry me, you would never have to worry about affording it again. Or at least not for a while. I'm not saying you have to marry me forever but I can't stand by while you bankrupt yourself for something you so essentially need. Not when I can help."
It's hard to ignore the logic of that. Unfortunately. Which just means they have to fool everyone they know. People who know them both well enough to tell if something is off. It's a horrible prospect
"You still look troubled," Blaine says when Kurt doesn't say anything.Â
"I'm just thinking about how Santana will scent blood in the water after about four seconds."
Blaine laughs. "It's fine. We can just practise."
The sense of foreboding increases. "Practise?"
"Things like touching each other naturally and pet names that don't feel forced. Stuff like that."
"You mean like kissing?" Kurt hates himself.Â
"Oh, definitely. I can kiss you right now if you want," Blaine says easily. It's what Kurt always wants. "In fact, let's do that. If we just get that out of the way now, it won't feel weird at the wedding."
The fucking wedding. "I haven't agreed to that yet."
"Come on, Kurt," Blaine leans in, smiling. His face is so close. "Marry me."
"UhhâŠ"
Blaine's hand cups his jaw. His voice drops to a murmur. "Can I?"
Kurt nods despite himself, and Blaine basically melts against him. The press of his body is suddenly everywhere. He uses his hand on Kurt's jaw to guide him in, kissing him sweetly and gently. It shouldn't feel like much but it feels like everything.Â
Kurt exhales in a rush against Blaine's mouth.Â
He moves without thinking. His lips part, catching Blaine's lip between his own. His hand wraps into Blaine's hair, pulls him closer, muffles the soft sound Blaine makes against his lips. Blaine's free hand lands on his thigh and it sparks heat in Kurt's belly. Hungry and wanting.Â
Blaine moves against him, matches his sudden intensity, half topples into Kurt's lap when he tries to surge forward. It's both ridiculous and hot. Kurt steadies him without breaking the kiss. If he stops that will be it. He can't believe he's actually kissing Blaine.Â
Blaine, making a soft needy sound under the sweep of his tongue. Blaine's hand inching dangerously up his thigh. Blaine's small gasp when Kurt tugs a little more roughly on his hair. Blaine, his best friend, who wants to fake marry him just so can afford his insulin. Fuck.
Kurt tears himself away, his chest heaving erratically. "Well I think we have that covered," he says, his voice high and slightly manic. Blaine blinks at him. He's flushed and beautiful. He grins.Â
"Sooo?" he asks in a sing-song. "Does that mean you'll marry me?" He's so unaffected it's insane.Â
"Fine. Yes. I'll marry you." Kurt can hear this heart in his ears. He barely knows what he's agreeing to. Blaine is still half in his lap. He feels trapped, unable to go and put himself back together.Â
"I'll make you the happiest fake husband alive," Blaine promises, beaming.Â
Right. Fake husband. Because it doesn't matter how that kiss made him feel. Not when it was all just for pretend.Â
thereâs something really special about somebody loves you in relation to kurt and blaineâs stories, i think. the songâs message - the care and love thatâs depicted through lines about domesticity and the commitment to loving a person even in bad/stressful times - really hit hard when thinking about the journeys both kurt and blaine have gone on with acceptance.Â
iâm thinking about kurtâs history of bullying, of being called names and shit on for who he was, to having his quirks and eccentricities made fun of (even in this season alone, it happens quite a bit), conceptualized with the way blaine is looking at him as he sings âwho knows you canât be replaced / who thinks that youâre one of a kindâ and itâs justâŠâŠso blatant. itâs laid out there, unable to be contained. this idea that for so long kurt was treated so badly for who he was, but blaine loves him just as he is, but further, because of who he is, is so, so special.
and blaine, with his history of leaning into conformity, trying to fit in and blend because thatâs whatâs safe, conceptualized with kurt pointing at him while singing âyouâre one of a kindâ really highlights the way kurt has always seen him as unique, as special, as not someone who dresses like everybody else and does what everyone else does, but as the person he truly wants to be. blaine wants to be loved for who he is, but heâs afraid that that wonât happen, so he hides his true self. and kurt sees what heâs hiding and loves that person, for exactly who he is.Â
and the thing is? itâs so easy for them. they fall into this place without any pretense, really. the way theyâre looking at each other and flirting with each other is so familiar that they donât have to think twice about it. thatâs why what karofsky says to blaine during the break up scene is also significant, in my opinion. they communicate this love and care for each other in song so easily that itâs second nature. the next step is to vocalize that, removed from song. the feelings are there, and iâm of the opinion they never went away. the expression of them is whatâs really needed now.
I'm looking back at random things I was taught as a kid by various adults and media and. did nobody bother to factcheck anything? was that just not an option or
swallowed chewing gum takes years to digest, blue veins are blue bc deoxygenated blood is blue, fossil fuels are made from dinosaurs, feeding bread to birds is fine, mice like cheese, carrots are good for your eyes, cleopatra was a sultry seductress, bulls can see the color red, corsets were uncomfortable and caused deformities, glass is a slow-moving liquid which is why old window panes are uneven at the bottom, tomato juice gets rid of skunk smells, young einstein failed math class, eating before swimming increases your risk of cramps and drowning, cracking your knuckles causes arthritis, iron maidens were used as torture devices, the earth's core is molten rock, and basically anything at all whatsoever to do with the myth of thanksgiving
bats are blind, diamonds are made of coal, the dark side of the moon is dark, the sun is yellow, lightning doesn't strike twice, columbus landed in the u.s., medieval europeans believed the world was flat, piranhas eat human flesh, goldfish have no long-term memory, porcupines can shoot their quills, people often swallow spiders in their sleep, wolves howl at the moon, humans only have 5 senses, sore muscles are caused by a buildup in lactic acid, and rust causes tetanus!
It was Baby Itâs Cold Outside. The entire time we were singing, I just wanted to turn off that damn boombox and confess my undying love for you and give you the worldâs most passionate kiss.
I love that in all of their years of dating, they never talked about this. I love that in the last gif Blaine has a look of, âThatâs not how I remember it,â and I love that I donât know his version of events. I love that Blaine forgot Jeremiah existed. I love that in this scene they have reached a point in their friendship where they can talk about the past with ease and reverence. And I love that they are both whole here, both on solid ground, both in love with each otherânot as the boys they once were, but as the men theyâve become.
