I love Harry Potter, Glee and Doctor Who so thats what will be on here alot of the time, also lots of quotes and geeky stuff that I think is awesome. So prepare yourself for the random awesomeness that is my blog :D Hi, I'm Esther and I am one of the tiniest 22 year olds you will ever meet (No seriosuly I'm 5'1'' and have been since freshman year of high school) I am an English Literature major with a profound love of books and quotes, and I am a hopeless romantic. I dream of a romance like ones in my favorite romance novels :) I follow back <3 ❒ Single ❒ Taken ✔ Quite happy watching a gay couple on television fall in love.
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It’s just a pack of gum, right?
Not this week.
It’s a promise ring. I made it out of gum wrappers. Juicy Fruit.
This is a pack of 15 tiny thematically appropriate Klaine drabbles, each written on a gum wrapper, repackaged and reassembled and ready to send to somebody out there in the world. On the right there is a fuzzy photo of the first one.
Yes, for real. Apparently gum wrappers are a thing we do now.
I don’t know - it seemed like the right kind of ridiculous? Remember that I felt a burning need to send 100 people Christmas letters from the Hudson-Hummels last year and actually recruited other people to help me make it happen and the whole thing might make a little more sense to you. I like my fan culture to occasionally take a walk on the material side, and this made me smile.
It’s the usual giveaway deal - I’ll ship it wherever it needs to go and there will be some kind of random drawing, probably Sunday night at around midnight Eastern. You don’t have to be following me, and if for some reason this really strikes your fancy, don’t reblog it more than twice, okay? There’s no need to piss off your dash, not for the sake of a handful of sentences written on something you’d usually throw away.
Kid!Klaine
“Blaine? What’s going on?” Kurt frowned as Blaine sat him down on his couch.
Blaine sighed, standing in front of him. “Okay, so you said that you wanted to marry a prince so I went home and asked Cooper how to be a prince but he didn’t make a lot of sense and wasn’t really helpful but he said that if I wanted to be your prince I should sing you a song and point at you which seems silly but if it’ll make me a prince, I’ll do it for you plus there was this song that mommy was listening to yesterday and it reminded me of you.” He took a deep breath. “So here goes.”
He started singing, his young voice slightly cracking and slurring past a couple of lyrics.
You’d think that people would have had enough of silly love songs
But I look around me and I see it isn’t so, oh no
Some people want to fill the world with silly love songs
But what’s wrong with that? I’d like to know. ‘Cause here I go again…
I love you.
He made sure to point right at Kurt as he said, “you”.
I love you.
When he’d finished, Kurt was staring at him awestruck on the couch. “So…” Blaine said nervously. “What did you think?”
Kurt scooted forward and took Blaine’s hand. “Wow, Blaine.” he whispered, awestruck. “That was amazing. You’re definitely my prince.”
Blaine grinned. “Good, because I love you, Kurt and I want to be your prince.” He tightened his hold on his hand. “Does this mean that we’re married now?”
Kurt shook his head bashfully, blushing before he leaned over and kissed Blaine on the cheek. “There,” he said shyly. “Now we’re married.”
Blaine grinned and hugged Kurt, his husband.
And then they watched Aladdin.
Do you want to know how I picture the end of my life? Just like in The Notebook: I’m sitting in a nursing home, talking endlessly about my high school sweetheart; my first love. Only, in my version he’s there with me ♥
(Source: darren-criss)
