Compartilhando essa música com vocês porque ela é muito linda e eu AMO ela e pra desejar um FELIZ NATAL para todos 😊🎄💕💫🎁🎅😘😍🎉❤🎊🎄🎅 . Edit. Do They Know It's Christmas? Vídeo 1: versão glee cast Vídeo 2: versão Band Aid 30 · 2014 Vídeo 3: versão original, Band Aid · 1984 . #feliznatal #natal #merrychristmas #christmas #xmas #alegria #vida #gratidao #glee #gleek #gleecast #Sting #leamichele #nayarivera #glee4ever #darrencriss #paulyoung #chriscolfer #corymonteith #harrystyles #bonovox #boygeorge #chordoverstreet #diannaagron #BandAid30 #BandAid #DoTheyKnowItsChristmas
4 years ago，we lost a great guy.He was such an amazing man.Nobody will forget him. #4yearswithoutcory #corymonteith #corymonteithforever #thequarterback #glee4ever
Glee me faz tanta falta, me ensinou tanta coisa, e talvez isso seja o que me deixa mais triste: saber que futuras gerações não poderão viver o que nós gleeks vivemos. Mesmo com o decaimento do nível da série nas últimas temporadas, e com um fim digno, desejo uma nova temporada, parecida com a primeira. Acho que simplesmente não consigo conviver com a ideia de que a série acabou. De que não teremos mais a Rachel brigando pelos holofotes, a Santana sendo cruel, ou todas as outras peculiariedades dos personagens.
I cant wait for Glee season 6 ... Love this scene Lea Michele sing Let It Go 😂😂😂 Oh my 7 days more ...@msleamichele @gleeonfox I Love Glee #gleeks #leamichele #letitgo #loserlikeme #glee #GleeSeason6 #Glee4ever #HolaGlee #season6
Love this song so much 😍😍😍 It would be better if Glee Cast cover this song ☺☺ But Glee has reached the peak of the end of the story 😢😢 Oh my life feels empty without Glee later 😭😭 #Roxette #ItMustHaveBeenLove❤ #GleeRoxette #gleeks #LoveGlee #Glee4ever💋 #PrettyWomen #JuliaRoberts #RichardGeer
Summary: The year is 2020. The government decided to enslave every boy with aboypussy. These victims are called ‘toys’ by the society and have no human rights anymore.
Although there have been a few uprisings by parts of the population is the mainstream keen on the situation and all the toy auctions.
Unfortunately is Kurt Hummel one of these people and Sebastian Smythe purchases him. Living with Sebastian is strange and not what Kurt had expected.
Not at all.
"Nice", Sebastian said and wanted to close the door again, but Kurt pressed his body into the door frame.
"You annoy me like 99% of all time. And I alternate between feeling the urge to punch you in the face to silence you and cover your lips with kisses to keep your mouth shut."
Sebastian swallowed and scanned Kurt's confused expression.
He had no clue why Kurt said such things, but he liked the sound of it.
And he wanted to believe him.
"But no matter in which mood I am. I never saw you as a friend. Not one second." Kurt clenched two fists and tensed up.
"That's what you were aiming at as well, right? That you don't want to be me friend?"
Yes, Sebastian thought, but couldn't admit it. He knew he didn't deserve the way Kurt was looking at him, with pleading eyes, flushed cheeks and the need to be hugged. Kurt was only acting like that because he felt grateful and even that was something Sebastiand didn't deserve.
"Listen", he started and put one hand on the door frame, not wanting to let Kurt in, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't say that", Kurt mumbled nervously and lowered his head, starting to question his feelings and the feelings he thought Sebastian would have.
"Kurt, why did you come here?"
"I wanted to bring you home. I'm sorry for Dad an Carole. They just need to get to know you-"
"You don't know me either, Kurt", Sebastian sighed and fought against the need to reach his hand out to stroke Kurt's cheek.
"I know that I thought I would know you. But you are so different and I don't want you to be alone now."
Sebastian laughed and felt tears flooding his eyes. He had been horrible towards Kurt and yet was he worried about him.
Kurt Hummel was really an angel.
"I like to be alone", Sebastian lied and wanted to close the door again but Kurt slipped under his hand into the hotel room.
"I don't believe you", he explained and stemmed his hands on his hips.
"I don't care what you do – get out!"
"Bas-"
"And stop calling me like that!", he hissed and gripped Kurt at his arm, trying to pull him out, but Kurt just tilted his head up and pressed an awkward kiss on Sebastian's lips, making him freeze. Kurt held his breath, too. He really didn't get Sebastian, but he didn't want him to be alone in this strange room. He wanted to have him near him and right now – he just wanted to feel him.
Sebastian puckered his brows when Kurt kissed him a second time and a third. He hesitated, but wrapped his arms tightly around Kurt's waist, making Kurt's heart beat faster. Then, he felt how Kurt jumped on him and gripped hiss butt cheeks to support him while Kurt put his legs around Sebastian's waist. The kisses became wild and sloppy and Sebastian pressed Kurt against the wall next to the door and slammed it shut with a one hand before he used it to hold Kurt's hips and push him onto a small desk.
Kurt had his hands on Sebastian's neck and pulled him down to him. He stopped thinking and was just feeling Sebastian. He could even smell him and his scent along with his touches made Kurt feel so nervous and extremely greedy.
Sebastian pulled away and scanned Kurt's dilated pupils with a smile on his lips. Kurt thrusted his crotch up against Sebastian's and encouraged him to press back. He bent to Kurt again and felt how he ran his fingers through his hair.
"You're right", Sebastian whispered in his ear, "I definitely don't see you as friend."
Kurt snuggled up to Sebastian and enjoyed the feeling of his muscular back under his palms while he kept rubbing his crotch against his.
"I don't usually want to fuck my friends apart", he mumbled and bit Kurt's neck close to his collar. Kurt moaned and pressed his body closer to Sebastian's. He felt his ass under his legs, his mouth on his face, his chest on his and his hands everywhere.
But it felt like it wasn't enough.
"I'm glad I'm not your friend", Kurt answered and felt how Sebastian pulled him roughly at his ass against his body. Kurt wrapped his arms around Sebastian and let the man carry him on the bed where he let him abruptly fell on the mattress.
Kurt swallowed and leaned back, breathing heavily as Sebastian crawled over him. He smiled so gently that the sight almost hurt Kurt.
Sebastian was not only hot, he was handsome.
"Do you remember what I told you when I bought you?", Sebastian asked when he massaged Kurt's thighs over his jeans.
"Obey?"
"This", Sebastian laughed and licked his lips, staring at Kurt's trembling hands, "and that you need to beg me to fuck you."
Kurt blushed and sat suddenly up.
"Excuse me? Who said I want you to do that?", he yelled and slapped Sebastian's hands away. He laughed, gripped Kurt's shoulders and pressed him back in the mattress, planting a kiss on his lips. Kurt kissed back, although he felt ashamed for his feelings. For the need to get more. He was so torn. He hated Sebastian. Or he had hated him. He wasn't sure. He disliked so much about him, but there were so many parts to like as well.
"Come on, beg for it", Sebastian pushed and Kurt bit his lips and turned his head away.
"Why don't you fuck yourself?", he retorted and Sebastian released his shoulders, sitting up with a laugh.
"You're so bitchy, so hot ..."
Kurt sat up again and wanted to put his hand on Sebastian's shoulder, but he winced when he heard someone knocking at the door.
"Kurt? Sebastian?"
It was Burt and Sebastian sighed.
"I start to feel really cockblocked by your dad."
Kurt bit his lips and walked to the door, tugging at his clothes and brushing over his ruffled hair.
"Hi, Dad," he said as he opened the door. Burt saw immediately Kurt's swollen lips, his red cheeks and watery eyes and knew what was going on.
"Do I disturb you?"
Kurt blushed even more and shook his head eagerly.
"N-no. Why would you – do you want to come in?"
"No. I just wanted to tell you that some guy appeared and told me that I can't keep parking there. We have ten minutes to disappear. And I was hoping you would come with us? Both of you", he meant and looked to Sebastian who puckered his brows.
"I don't know-"
"We would love to have you home with us", Burt mumbled and hated the sound of that lie.
*
Sebastian came home with Kurt and slept on the couch. They had breakfast the next morning and they were all pretty polite. Until they started to ask why he didn't visit his own family.
"It's just my dad and brother here in Lima."
"Why don't you visit them?", Carole asked and really didn't want to hurt Sebastian.
"Not everyone has Burt Hummel as dad", he retorted and walked away just when Kurt was coming from the bathroom.
"You said something mean again?"
"No", Carole insisted. "I was just asking about his family."
*
The first week was beautiful. Burt was now and then in his shop and Carole was working almost the whole day, so Kurt and Sebastian were alone in the house.
"You really don't like your dad, do you?", Kurt asked once and Sebastian tensed up.
"I don't want to talk about it."
"But I want to know more of you. You know all about me. You know about my ex, my life, my career. I don't know anything about you."
Sebastian tilted his head and scanned Kurt pensively.
"Why do you even care?"
Kurt pressed his lips together and shrugged his shoulders.
"I'm just curious."
"Curious to know more about your owner?", Sebastian teased and Kurt narrowed his eyes to slits.
"I thought you were sorry for treating me the way you did and now you call yourself my owner?", Kurt asked, but wasn't upset. He could see the smile in Sebastian's eyes and could tell that he was flirting
"I never wanted to call me your owner again but then you ran after me and had that 'fuck-me-look' in your eyes", he mumbled, put his hands on his waist and pulled him against his body.
"Only in your imagination, Smythe", Kurt whispered, but relaxed. He couldn't believe by himself how much everything had changed between them. Sebastian was still demanding, dominating but other than before Kurt felt comfortable when Sebastian behaved like that. Although he was still thinking about what exactly had changed.
Or when.
"Wasn't my imagination that you kissed me."
"I don't remember that", Kurt lied with a grin and Sebastian gripped his neck.
"You don't?"
"No."
"Let me refresh your memory?"
Kurt smiled, closed his eyes and let Sebastian kiss him. It was a soft kiss and so different when Sebastian held him so gingerly, so tight.
"How is this supposed to refresh my memory if you initiate the kiss?", Kurt asked and used Sebastian's amazement to press a kiss on his lips. He stroked Sebastian's neck and snuggled up to him after the kiss, closing his eyes.
"Have you ever loved someone?", Kurt asked and felt how the muscles of Sebastian's back tensed.
"What?", Sebastian pushed Kurt away and looked at him with an angry gaze.
Kurt stood still and swallowed.
"Just because you seem like there was a person who really hurt you sometime."
"We need to talk."
"Since when do we talk? We usually yell at each other or say nothing at all", Sebastian laughed, but his dad's angry expression let his smile vanish.
"What is it?"
"John told me that you held hands with ... a guy in school."
Sebastian trembled at the way his father had said 'a guy'. He had been so afraid of this moment for so long. He had felt attracted to boys a long time ago and never found the right moment to talk to his mum about it. And then she died two months ago and Sebastian was alone with this situation.
Not completely alone. There was this senior, Alexander who could make Sebastian laugh. Who understood him.
They were together for a few weeks now and kissed and held hands in public. He was his first boyfriend and the first person Sebastian had sex with.
Not even Samantha knew about that.
"I love him", Sebastian whispered and he expected his dad to get angry, to yell at him.
But he just laughed.
He laughed.
And Sebastian's heart broke.
"You won't meet him anymore."
Sebastian played with his fingers and lowered his head. He was completely embarrassed and hated himself for this feeling. A part of him knew that there was nothing he should be ashamed for, but the bigger part of him felt the need to break up with Alexander and find a girlfriend.
"But I love him", he mumbled again, as if his dad would believe him if he just said it often enough.
"Love doesn't exist."
Sebastian looked up and bit his lips.
"There are desire and lust and we think we can persuade us that we love the people we want to sleep with because it makes us feel less animallike."
Sebastian started to sweat.
"B-but you loved mum."
"No."
Sebastian couldn't believe his ears.
"She had a nice ass though."
"No", Sebastian explained and turned away. "I've never loved someone. I don't love."
Kurt puckered his brows and stepped to Sebastian, placing his hands on his shoulders.
"I'm sorry", he said sadly. "That was a stupid question. Everyone loves. I'm sorry for asking that."
"You don't have to feel sorry. And I'm not everyone", Sebastian breathed as he turned around and gripped Kurt's hand's firmly, looking in his eyes. "As I said, I don't love", he insisted with cold eyes and pushed Kurt against the next wall.
"Sebas-"
He forced a kiss on Kurt's mouth and gripped his wrists so firmly that it hurt.
"Don't be like that again", Kurt muttered with a wobbly voice and turned his head away and Sebastian continued with kissing his neck.
"Like what?"
"Like an asshole! One question about your love life and you think you have to prove what a tough guy you are!"
"I am", Sebastian told him and gripped Kurt's belt. Kurt laid his hands on Sebastian's and breathed heavily. He hated when Sebastian was like the guy who bought him.
"Sebastian, calm down-"
"Strip!"
"Sebas-"
"I said strip!"
"Bas!", Kurt almost yelled and Sebastian held his breath. He was close to crying when he left hold of Kurt's open belt.
"I'm sorry. I didn't want to – I'm sorry."
"Okay", Kurt said although he was more than confused.
Sebastian rubbed his eyes and wanted to pass Kurt, but Kurt held his arm and made him stop.
"Don't just walk away. Let's talk about it."
"There's nothing to talk about."
*
Sunday afternoon. At the Lima cemetery.
The four people were standing at Finn Hudson's grave and Carole was crying. She was not the only one, though.
Kurt rubbed his eyes often and even sniveled.
"You know, I love to see you so often little brother", Finn said when he and Kurt were watching a movie, "but what are you doing here, anyway? Shouldn't you be in New York?"
"I came here for Dad."
"And you stay for Blaine."
Kurt shrugged his shoulders and took another piece of pizza.
"Only for Regionals."
"Sure."
"Let me be."
"Kurt."
"Finn."
Finn laughed and ruffled through Kurt's hair.
"Finn, my hairstyle!", Kurt hissed but laughed, when he saw Finn's face. He could never hold anything against Finn.
"I can't dance, I'm not smart. I don't have a serious job. But I know that you belong to New York. Lima is bad. For both of us."
"You like working in the Glee Club!"
"It's okay, I guess. But you shouldn't be here."
Kurt sighed and lowered his head.
"He said I look cute."
"Wow! That's the best thing someone will ever say to you! He is Prince Charming. Why don't you get back together?", he asked ironically.
"Since when don't you like Blaine?"
"I'm sure grilled Jesus would dislike him, too."
"Grilled what?"
Finn laughed nervously and scratched his neck.
"Forget it!"
Kurt raised one brow and Finn sat down before his stepbrother.
"You aren't thinking about going back to him, do you?"
"I don't know. I feel only like a half person when he's not there."
Finn sighed when he looked at that sad face and patted Kurt's shoulder.
"I know what you mean. But Blaine and Sam ..."
Kurt held his breath.
"He had an enormous crush on Sam. And I think if Sam said yes, Blaine would always jump in his bed ... whether he was in a relationship or not."
Kurt cleared his throat and sat up.
"He would never cheat on me again."
"He would."
Kurt's lips started to tremble.
"B-but-"
"You're not half, little brother. You were always so strong, so confident. What happened?"
Kurt started to cry and Finn hugged him tightly.
"He loves me. He cares about me. He sings me songs."
"What about you? Do you love him?"
"He says we belong together."
"Kurt, do me one favor and take the next flight to New York."
"He wants me to stay until-"
"Blaine is not your brain!"
Kurt pushed Finn away and rubbed his face with a deep sigh.
"Mind your own business ..."
"You can be single and happy nonetheless."
"Yeah, thanks, Finn."
"You and Rachel, you are the most talented people I know. You are stars and amazing. And Blaine is – if you are a star, a falling star, Blaine is your stardust." Finn raised his head and smiled. "Hey, that was pretty good, huh? So deep and smart."
Kurt rolled his eyes at Finn, but laughed at the same time.
"Yeah, very smart."
Sebastian looked to Carole who was held by Burt and was thinking about taking Kurt's hand. But he thought that he had no right to take it. They came closer this week, they talked, laughed, but Sebastian didn't dare to comfort him.
That's why he was surprised when Kurt gripped his hand and squeezed it. Sebastian squeezed back and stepped a bit closer to Kurt.
"I didn't know him", Sebastian whispered to Kurt. "But everything I heard about him was positive. Almost everything. They said that he loved this Rachel girl, that he was a sincere friend and ... clumsy."
Kurt laughed and wiped away his tears.
"He was."
Sebastian smiled at Kurt and laid his arm around his waist, kissing his temples.
"Do we go to Mum, now?", Burt asked and gave Sebastian a warning gaze. Burt and Carole headed off to another grave and Kurt and Sebastian followed them.
Sebastian realized that Kurt stopped crying when they arrived this grave. Has he loved Finn more than his mum? Or had he simply not so many memories of her that made him cry?
"Where's your mum's grave?", Kurt asked Sebastian and made him smile. He was thinking about her the past minutes, but wasn't brave enough to ask whether they could go to see it.
"Can we go there?"
"I would love to see it."
They left Burt and Carole alone and Sebastian was a bit disoriented before he could find it. But what he found made him feel sick.
The grave was overrun with weeds, you could barely see the font.
Kurt could hear a low sobbing and felt how Sebastian released his hand. He went a few steps and crouched down, rubbing his eyes.
"I hate him", he hissed. "He does this to hurt me. I hate him."
Kurt's stomach hurt a bit when he walked to Sebastian and knelt down next to him. Sebastian turned his head immediately away and took deep breaths, trying to calm down.
"You don't need to be strong now. That's horrible and makes me almost cry, too."
Sebastian looked hesitantly to Kurt who brushed over his tear-stained face with a supporting smile.
"Cry as much as you want to."
"I thought I had only one daughter. Since when do I have two?"
"You're heartless!", Samantha yelled to her dad, holding her youngest brother in her arms. "We just buried our mum!"
Sebastian couldn't stop to sob. He knew that it had to look pathetic, but he couldn't help. Everything felt so unreal and strange. He lost all his feelings. Except the dark pain that wanted to eat him up.
"I buried my wife. And I don't cry like a girl."
"How is it even possible that a boy cries like a girl? Keep your misogynic jokes to yourself!"
"Shut up, Miss Piggy", John insulted his sister.
"Oh, this one is great. Really. So imaginative. Never heard that before", she screamed back and Sebastian started to run.
It was evening when Samatha found him, crying in the cemetery while hugging the cross of their mother's grave.
"I should have known that you're here", she said in relief as she found him.
"Where is she?", he sobbed and looked to his older sister. "Here's her body, but where is SHE?"
Samantha felt tears in her eyes when she knelt to her brother and shook her head.
"I don't know."
"I need her."
"I'm here. I won't leave you alone."
"I don't even dare to cry at home, because John said he would beat me up if I did", he cried and Samantha pulled him into her arms.
"Forget him. I'm here. I will never leave you. Never."
And a few months later she graduated.
And went to College.
And left him alone.
Sebastian tilted his head and kissed Kurt gently. He buried his face in Kurt's shoulder later and cried a bit. Not as much as he needed to. But more then he ever dared to cry when someone else was with him.
And Kurt stroked his back soothingly and cried in empathy.
"I don't like what is going on there", Burt said to Carole, watching this scene. "I don't like it at all."
"I think they look cute together."
"You don't know what he did to my son."
"You don't know it either."
"Because Kurt won't tell me."
Carole took Burt's hand and leaned her head on his shoulder.
"I came only back because of Kurt. You know that, right?"
"I thought you forgave me?"
"You're only on probation. I thought I decide after tomorrow. After the next demonstration."
"There is a demonstration?"
"Don't akt like you don't know!", she told him and pinched his arm. "I told you to don't go there again."
Burt looked down.
"Carole, he's my son."
"We can't afford another bail!"
"I need to go there-"
She left hold of his hand and nodded her head.
"Seven times, Burt. We paid that bail seven times. And it gets more with every time."
"I have to fight for my son. Finn isn't dead for such a long time, why can't you understand me?"
Carole hit Burt in his face, took her ring off and threw it against him. She opened her mouth to say something, but she gave it up and just walked away.
glee4ever reblogged your post:Huh. I just got a reply to the email I sent to the...
yeah and what did they say?
Not much. Just thanked for taking the time to write and that she would share my thoughts and those of the community with the team. It was your basic acknowledgement reply, I was just surprised to get even that so fast. But I guess the line about the community means they are at least aware of our opinion on the new update.
Do you ever think what it would be like to have sex with Barry Allen?
I mean would he pound you so hard and fast and simply so good that it would be amazing or would he be too fast and come within seconds and you would be like: can we start now?
