#kurthorton

[enchaentd]

permanent new bloggie starter call, always accepting!  ˎˊ˗             featuring;  @kurthorton ♡

        it happened so fast.   and it was horrible.   no amount of her could appreciate it,   or realize what was happening.   a strike of violence cut into the sudden air of climbing nervousness,   shattering the crumbling tower she had begun to tip off of.   boys.   but she wanted kurt.   she had wished for him,   and then there he was.   she wanted him no matter what.   she wanted him no matter what.   but she didn’t want him to hurt anyone.   kurt had hit him, fierce enough to send the other boy to the ground, and allie almost screamed. allie tugged at him,   ceaselessly,   even through the silence of shock that scattered across the group of them in waves.   it didn’t matter what had happened,   what he had seen.   she feared his anger,   his wrath,   this wasn’t like kurt at all.   “ no! no,   kurt, please,   stop, i don't want you to. i wanna' go home, please. ”   desperation seeps from her voice as she begs him with everything in her.   his name,   even more pleas,   tugging him away as she trembled.

[violatile]

▷     𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘   𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐊    :    in which liv finds out kurt’s parents are trash bc they WILL bond damn it ):<  @kurthorton​

sunnyvale  had  many  downfalls  but  god,  their  parties  weren’t  one  of  them.  when  you  had  a  bunch  of  bored  rich  kids,  they  were  sure  to  throw  ragers  big  enough  that  she  could  slip  in  unnoticed.  plus  they  had  the  hard  liquor,  none  of  that  cheap  gas  station  bullshit,  which  was  precisely  what  she  needed  after  yet  another  explosive  night  with  her  mother.  but  there  always  came  a  point  in  the  night  where  the  music  died  down,  the  drinks  stopped  pouring  and  she  was  left  alone,  nowhere  to  go.

as  she  makes  her  way  down  the  sunnyvale  streets,  tightening  a  gauze  around  her  knuckles  (  something  that  would  scar  and  remind  her  of  yet  another  reason  she  should  have  never  been  born  )  she  finds  herself  gazing  into  the  homes  she  passes.  all  the  houses  looked  the  same.  they  all  had  the  same  perfect  nuclear  families  that  probably  had  home  cooked  dinners  together  at  a  table  and  not  frozen  tv  dinners  isolated  in  their  rooms.  they  probably  told  each  other  ‘  i  love  you  ’  without  it  feeling  like  a  bargaining  chip.  probably  kissed  their  kids  goodnight  and  read  them  bedtime  stories.  while  on  the  outside  she  snorted,  on  the  inside,  she  ached.

the  streets  are  empty  except  for  their  perfect  lawns,  expensive  cars,  and  one  boy  sitting  on  the  curb  of  their  perfect  sidewalks.  even  with  his  head  cast  down,  she  recognizes  that  head  of  hair  anywhere.  swoopy.  “  yo,  kurt?  ”  head  tilts  to  try  to  get  a  look  at  him,  “  surprised  i  didn’t  see  you  at  that  rager.  what,  did  you  not  get  an  invite  or  something?  or  could  you  not  fit  it  in  between  gelling  your  hair  up  or  your  mandatory  fifty  thousand  pushups?  ”

[contradictivs]

“No, I’m okay, I just… I hit my head. Really hard. I’ll be okay, just give me a second.”

"Are you dizzy at all? Can you open your eyes?"

Ryder was trying to be mindful about the gaggle of kids hanging at his peripheral. He managed to keep the majority of his worry at bay as he focused on being the responsible head counselor — He couldn't exactly react like the worried boyfriend that he was when they were in the middle of their work day with a bunch of kids. He had to be mindful, too, because Kurt was also supposed to be in charge with him. (Most of the kids seemed to be worried alongside with him which was good). A hand reached out to gentle touch Kurt's shoulder, pausing for a second before his hand moved up to gently nudge his chin up.

"I'm going to take you to the nurse," Ryder said after a moment, nodding to himself. "Just to be sure. Kate-" Attention flickered toward the group of kids, one of the girl's perking up at her name. "Can you take everyone back to the mess hall? Tell Tommy that Kurt and I are at Nurse Lane's office."

[contradictivs]

“I’m fine. This just happens sometimes. It’s normal for me.”

Despite all the practice he had, Ryder had to use all of his strength to not react to those words like he wanted to. The immediate sensation of being worried and wanting to do anything to help Kurt. He knew that most of his efforts would not be immediately welcomed as his boyfriend, like he had just done, would claim that everything is fine. That he didn't need to worry and-or that he could handle it on his own. Ryder knew better, of course, but he couldn't exactly say that without putting his foot in his mouth.

He was filling away the information for later, though, and he would be watching Kurt a bit more closely for the rest of the day.

"Yeah?" The blonde found himself shifting closer to close the already small amount of space between them. He was not reaching out to guide Kurt just yet but he was ready to reach out if need be. "Okay. Let's get you some water, at least. That usually helps me feel better."

[shehook]

" good god , you actually enjoy working here , don't you ? " harriet jones had been desperate for a summer job to get her out of her father's house before she moved away and never looked back . the camp counselor position had not been ideal , but it was better than nothing . now , she will be content to never come back to the hellhole that is camp nightwing for as long as she lives . it's too early , she slept like shit , the coffee tastes like ass , and mr. head counselor won't stop talking . " that's nauseating . i'm gonna dump the entire contents of this mug on you if you don't lower your fucking voice , horton . "

@kurthorton gets a starter !

[hegrudges]

❝         i   missed   you.         ❞         it   had   been   quite   a   few   weeks   since   it's   been   safe   for   wade   to   sneak   in   through   kurt's   window,   and   even   longer   since   he'd   had   time   to   do   so.      lips   press   against   @kurthorton's   forehead,   a   gentle   touch.      but   oh,   it   was   so   needed.         

[enchaentd]

@kurthorton-moving: me ticking off noticeably gentle when my top draft is allie watching him get into a fight and begging him to stop

are you allie's type? (probablyyyy!!!!), always accepting!  ˎˊ˗

I'D LIKE TO ARGUE FOR MYSTERIOUS because it's like. so many secrets at first

[contradictivs]

❛ it’s nothing. i’m fine. ❜

“You don’t sound fine.” Voice softened as he turned his attention to where Kurt was. The sound of kids around the campfire was nice background noise that mixed well with the chirps of crickets and other forest bugs. He leaned closer to gently bump their shoulders together as he gave the other counselor a soft smile. “Want to talk about it? It seems like Joan and Tommy have the kids whole attention.”