klaine with a splash of something extra

Hi, I'm Jacqui. I post about glee and two gay boys in love a lot. Sometimes I create stuff.

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“Don’t listen to what people tell you because they’ll try to bring you down. And don’t listen to yourself, either, because yourself will try to bring you down even more so than anyone else. As long as you just put all your energy into one thing, it can happen.―CHRIS COLFER

[klainegasm-blog]

I really need to make more use of my blog.

So, after a pretty crazy six months, I'm back in the land of the living. Mostly. I'm starting work on a Klaine overview video for S3 ala my Marching On video that I did for the second season. 

I'm probably also going to spend some time making fanart and gif sets and doing that nerdy running a RP thing I do. If you were following me while I've been in the land of the dead and don't want or like Glee, gay boys, Darren Criss or Chris Colfer, leave now and go in peace.

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This is stunning.

Brittana and Santana fans, you should watch this. Beautifully edited reflection piece.

Vidder: Adjectivalfulx

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livinganexistence:

i-opened-the-chamber-of-secrets:

To the Klainers; our time is now.

To Kurt & Blaine; we love you.

To Darren & Chris; we thank you.

Oh my god I am actually sobbing. Just watch and re-blog. THIS is why I am here, these flawless human beings and their beautiful pairing. 

Oh my God. I can’t stop crying ;____;

Oh my goodness. This is beautiful.

[folliesandwhims72]

ALSO - THIS… because as achingly sentimental as it is, it’s so stunning.

[whenidance]

This is still the best. *happy sigh, chin hands*

[aelora]

The fact that this fictional couple still sends me into tears a year later really says something about their impact.

[midsummersky]

OH MY GOD THE CREYS

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I'm not sure if I ever thanked the Klainers out there for the overwhelming (over 5000 notes guys, really?) response to this little tribute I made about 5 months ago now. So much has happened to our boys since and they're still going strong, which is awesome and very in tune with the message I left everyone with in this.

The best is yet to come.

I still believe that.

Thanks everyone for being awesome!

-Vidder.

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those guys are my friends.

[gingerbbatch]

x

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#person; how to succeed in being an asshole

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Foundations - Cooper/Blaine - Fic Piece

TITLE: Foundations

AUTHOR: Jacqui

RATING: PG

PAIRINGS: Klaine, mostly just a look at Cooper and Blaine's relationship. 

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He seems to have a lot of moments like this with his brother.

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His room is dark, the blinds have been pulled and he’s in a lot of pain but it’s dulled by the drugs. His head feels pleasantly empty but for the bulk of the padding over his eye. He can’t open it and reflex makes the lid twitch to attempt it even so. Kurt is coming around to see him once school lets out and Blaine realizes with a jerk that he has no idea what the time is.

He thinks he sees daylight creeping under the blind, but he’s too comfortable in his folded down sheets and fluffed pillows to loll his head to look carefully enough to really know.

His good eye is shutting again, his mind playing tricks; disconnecting time - he feels the flare of pain and sits up with a cry, tears loosing from the corner because ohgodohhellitburns he’s got to protect Kurt from the malice in Sebastian’s eyes - the door is opening and he’s wiping at his face as a familiar figure fills it; props a shoulder lazily against the jamb with a coffee cup in hand and tilts his head.

“You are a mess, baby brother.”

“Cooper?”

His mouth feels unnaturally dry and he turns, groping for the glass of water set by the bed before Cooper checks him and moves around to grasp it; handing it over and dragging the chair closer; tugging his slacks up before he drops into it and settles. He’s in a suit, as usual, the tie loosened; collar open; a cheek propped up against his fingers.

Bright blue eyes focused.

Studying Blaine’s face so steadily that even under the influence of pain killers the younger boy flushes and looks away. “I didn’t think you’d come home because - ” Blaine’s hedging, fidgeting with a loose thread. He doesn’t know how to end his thought, his head already muzzy without the added benefit of Cooper’s regard.

“Well I did.”

“I didn’t ask them to call.” Edge, there. Defensiveness, perhaps. It’s been a while and this is how it always is at first before the walls come down. It takes time for that and they don’t really have it, this time. The man in the chair, for he is a man in contrast to the boy in the bed lets out a quiet sigh and sets the coffee down; scrubs his face and pushes unruly hair from his brow. It’s auburn, lighter than Blaine’s and without the curl.

They share a jawline; a fondness for theater; mutual disagreement on how their father treats them; not much else.

“You surprised? They don’t know how to do this.” A wrist with an expensive watch (Rolex, Coop?) attached flicks between them with fingers splayed. The twist of a smile bearing that Anderson charm to light. Blaine shrugs; drawing his knees up and tries to remain unperturbed. His palms are sweating and he’s got the strangest feeling of disconnection again - is he dreaming this?

“Hey.”

A hand is on his; then a weight depresses the bed; a shoulder bracing into him and the cloy of aftershave. “Shove over, squirt.” Blaine shuffles on autopilot; snuffling. His heart is squeezing down; pinching and there are tears on his face that burn to let go of.

Time is playing tricks again, he doesn’t remember starting to cry.

“I’m so scared, Coop.”

“Yeah, I know.”

He grips at his brother’s sleeve and presses his face into his shoulder. He falls asleep there and loses hours.

-

Wakes up and there’s another shape in the chair reading a magazine; long, lean legs crossed at knee and ankle; spine straight in a manner many call haughty but he knows is projection; preparation for anything.

“You’re so beautiful.”

His voice sounds sluggish even to him and he knows its the drugs but Kurt is radiating; skin sufficed with a glow and Blaine just wants to touch him; wrap himself up in his lover and stay there where the world can’t hurt them anymore. 

“How do you feel? Do you need anything?”

Kurt is leaning over him, smoothing his sweaty curls off his forehead and Blaine hums and stretches like a cat. He wraps an arm around his body, catching him at his thighs and rolls to press his face into Kurt’s denim clad leg.

“You. Want you. C’mere, Kurt … get in bed let’s cuddle.”

“Blaine, honey …”

“You feel like love tastes.” He mumbles; time catching as he drifts again.

-

He’s on the mend, another few days and he thinks they’ll let him return to class when Skype declares he has an incoming call from Mr C. Anderson. It’s noon and he’s in sweats with gelled hair as he hits accept and Cooper’s face fills the screen. Sitting in a desk-chair; his brother is framed by a window and a potted fern.

Blaine can’t help the grin.

Cooper has a fern. A potted fern in his Office. His brother’s eyebrows crawl at the expression and he leans back. “What is that look about? You must be getting better, your dopey expression is back.”

“You have a plant.” He’s bursting.

Cooper turns; looks back. Shuffles his chair in front of it to block the view. “I’m professional, you get a plant. I also have my own coffee cup. Can we move on?”

“No,” Blaine’s solemn, eyes bright. “Never. Ever.”

“Brat.”

“Plant Owner.”

“Short ass.”

” … I’ve grown!”

“Your hair doesn’t count, Squirt.”

It’s the easiest like this. Blaine’s head is clear for the first time in days. They don’t talk about the scene in his bedroom the same way they never did his confession before he came out to their parents -

“I think I’m … Coop, I’m gay.”

“I kind of figured.”

“They’ll hate me.”

“They’ll adjust.”

“You … do you?”

“Shut up. You’re my brother.”

- or laying in a Hospital bed with an arm in a cast and Police taking statements at the door, whispering the things he never wanted anyone to know. But it lays between them; the foundation to the wall is trust.

“Courage. It gets easier, Blaine.”

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Here you go, love!

For the record, all my fanvids are still up (at least the Glee ones) on myyoutube. You can find them via the fanvids link in the sidebar.

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You changed your url too...

I did!

Just to throw everyone off. Also because this URL amuses me and basically describes my life. Plus I'm just diabolical.

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Anything that combines Doctor Who and Klaine is instantly reblogged, just sayin'.

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What in the world…

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OMG THE GOLDFISH IS GONNA PRESS CHARGES PUT IT IN A JAR

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Title: Just Say Yes

Pairing: Klaine

Vidder: Jacqui, aka Klainegasm, formally ravingsofafangirl

Music: Snow Patrol

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In the end I wanna be standing At the beginning with you