videohall:

Dog Cries after being reunited with its owner

colferplz:

It takes Kurt a while to realize just how difficult it had been for Blaine to confess to him.

Kurt has never had a problem with words. Cutting retorts, playful jibes, angry speeches - he’s dabbled in them all. He doesn’t have a problem speaking his mind, and if people get upset because of it? It’s their problem, not his. He’s never been afraid to speak up, not really - not until Karofsky, but that was a rare exception. Even Kurt can be terrified into silence.

But Blaine isn’t like that, and although Kurt’s registered it at the back of his mind, it took Blaine’s heartfelt, jumbled confession to make him fully understand. Blaine is not comfortable with words the same way Kurt is. He finds it easier to use someone else’s - be it through song or memorable quotes or even memories. Kurt remembers the Jeremiah incident, and how Blaine had attempted to convey his feelings through (a clearly inappropriate) song. It was the domain in which Blaine was most at ease, using the lyrics to display what he felt.

But he hadn’t done that with Kurt. With Kurt, Blaine had fumbled, he had paused, he had been nervous - but he had used his own words. Every single thing Blaine had said to him had been his own. And when Kurt realizes this, when it registers that Blaine liked him enough to try like that, his heart beats just a little bit faster.

He’s really so lucky. 

pianoprinceblainey:

fuckyeahgleelove:

artemismoon12:

utakpandesal:

KURT+BLAINE+RORY= KLORY FAMILY

IT’S THE HUMMEL-ANDERSONS AND THEIR DARLING SON RORY!

IT’S GOING IN THEIR SCRAPBOOK UNDER THE PAGE LABELED “RORY’S FIRST DAY OF HIGH SCHOOL”

HAHAHAH AWWWWWWWWWWWW

“Just one more photo!”

Rory let out a loud groan, rolling his eyes half embarassed, half affectionate. “Dad,” he whined, “you’re being embarassing again.”

Blaine just grinned. “Come on, son, I swear in ten years time you’ll want this to show your children!”

“Ten years?!” Kurt squawked indignantly.

“Fifteen, baby,” Blaine corrected himself, soothing his husband with a quick kiss to his cheek. Rory rolled his eyes again.

“Could you guys please just for once act your age?” he begged. “Please. Go to the bowels club with Auntie Lauren or something-“

“Never. Again,” Blaine said severely. Kurt patted his arm reassuringly, turning back to his son.

“One more picture,” he compromised. “For your father’s sake.”

Rory huffed. “Fine. One more.”