+ Between 1 and 1 million yrs old + Likes long walks to anywhere peaceful
+ K L A I N E R &multishipper + avenging gryffinclaw waterbender in ND
+ still figuring out how to write and art + Ms. Swears-A-Lot + liberalism and other ideas, anti-SJWank +
(maybe a)bi-corn + in possession of a perverted mind, a black belt in emoticons, and CAPS LOCK + tag whisperer
+ tag me with luminarychild please!
lie with me, with your tiny feet
Summary: “So, long night; Kurt didn’t exactly enjoy it. Still, there are mornings like these that make everything so, so worth it.”
A/N: I was surrounded by babies on my bus to school today - I got inspired. Also, it’s inspired by this BECAUSE IMAGERY, MAN, IT’S PERFECT.
(hope you dkm for using the baby Tracy /o\)Title from yet another Ed Sheeran song: Small Bump
Disclaimer: ~glee is not mine~
It had been a rough night.
“Daddies, Daddies!” Eliza calls out, rushing towards to the living room where her fathers are watching TV as fast as she can.
Blaine turns the volume down on the television, turning towards his daughter. “Yes, Eliza?” he asks, and Kurt turns to his daughter as well.
Eliza hides her hands behind her back, grinning wide.
“Guess what I learned in school today?” the 8 year old prompts, jumping on the balls of her feet.
Kurt raises a perfect brow, looking at his husband, who looks just as confused as he feels.
“Penguins mate for life,” she answers, as if it were the most obvious thing and explained everything.
Blaine narrows his eyes, his head tilting to the side every so slightly.
“Yes, and?” he asks.
“Annnnnnnd,” Eliza continues, “that’s like you and daddy!” As she reveals so, she brings her hands out from where they were hiding behind her back, revealing a small, homemade card in a dimpled hand. Eliza passes the card to her fathers, who take the card with matching dopey smiles.
The card is onesided, with a family of penguins standing in the center in the middle of a snow background. Eliza seems to have written in which penguin was who, with Blaine and Kurt penguins hugging the smaller penguin version of Eliza.
They two men look at each other with stupid grins before turning back to their daughter, who was patiently waiting for their verdict.
“It’s beautiful, honey,” Blaine says, an arm reaching out to the little girl. Eliza takes it happily, hugging her daddy tightly.
“Gorgeous, Eliza,” Kurt agrees, wrapping his arms around his family and holding them tight. “Thank you.”
Later that day, the card hangs proudly on the fridge, and though most people who look at the picture often don’t understand what’s happening, the Hummel-Anderson family know exactly just what’s going on.
Klaine Week 2012 - Day Seven: daddy/domestic!Klaine
In which Eliza finds out that penguins mate for life, and decides to share this information with her daddies. Part of this verse.
Again, another super freaking cheesy fanart, BUT THIS VERSE WOULD NOT LEAVE ME ALONE!! AND PENGUIN!KLAINE?!!!
As per usual, I have unrelated fic for the day’s theme as well found here.
Keep It Together (But I Can’t!)
Pairing: Kurt/Blaine (+1!)
Summary: Klaine Week Day Five – Graduation/College. A graduation is celebrated, and Blaine can’t quite seem to keep himself together for it.
Spoilers/Warnings: Slight character spoiler for s03x15
A/N: Part 5 of 7 fics I have for Klaine Week! Previous parts can be found here. This is a short thing (the shortest thing I’ve ever written tbh) because I can’t write justifiable nor proper grad/college fic for Klaine /o\ Hope you enjoy my interpretation of this theme and I’m sorry it’s a bit late!
Disclaimer: I would’ve written in a Klaine conversation sometime since TFT if I owned glee. Just saying.
Blaine’s hand tightens where Kurt’s fingers are tangled with his, biting his lip as he watches the little girl with bright blue ribbons on her pigtails. He’s shaking for her, anxious and excited all at once, and he doesn’t notice but Kurt rolls his eyes at the way Blaine’s acting. Not that Blaine would really care at this point. He just continues to watch the girl, who’s waiting patiently in her chair for her name to be called.
And then, finally, it is.