WITH THE MUSIC FILLING MY HANDS
I feel kind of guilty for never actually using my LJ for anything other than lurking, so this is my attempt to change that!
The problem is mainly that I made an account to post fic and I just can't seem to finish anything. I'm hoping that the new episodes of Glee will spark some sort of inspiration, especially since 2x03 looks promising for some Finn/Kurt moments.
Probably I'll just end up wanting to start a bunch of new things, though, when I already have approximately fifty stories in progress. /O\ HERE, A SNIPPET.
From the futurefic I'm writing for the kink meme, where they end up living back at home after college:
“I really thought I was going to get out of here,” Kurt whispers.
We both did, Finn thinks, but he doesn’t say anything, just lies back next to his step-brother. After a moment he tangles their fingers together, tries to focus on the warmth of Kurt’s palm pressed against his own and not the lump in his throat or the way the ceiling is starting to blur.
“Would you still want me if we were anywhere else?”
Finn closes his eyes.
“Never mind,” Kurt says, and laughs a little sharply. “I don’t think I want to hear the answer to that.”
Finn thinks about the way Kurt sings now, quiet and sure, how his heart stutters in his chest whenever Finn kisses him. “But we are here,” he says, and Kurt looks at him. “You and me. We’re right here.”
I don't even know, guys. Maybe putting that much out there will give me the extra nudge I need. If not, at least this means I can start making use of my moodtheme. :D
The problem is mainly that I made an account to post fic and I just can't seem to finish anything. I'm hoping that the new episodes of Glee will spark some sort of inspiration, especially since 2x03 looks promising for some Finn/Kurt moments.
Probably I'll just end up wanting to start a bunch of new things, though, when I already have approximately fifty stories in progress. /O\ HERE, A SNIPPET.
From the futurefic I'm writing for the kink meme, where they end up living back at home after college:
“I really thought I was going to get out of here,” Kurt whispers.
We both did, Finn thinks, but he doesn’t say anything, just lies back next to his step-brother. After a moment he tangles their fingers together, tries to focus on the warmth of Kurt’s palm pressed against his own and not the lump in his throat or the way the ceiling is starting to blur.
“Would you still want me if we were anywhere else?”
Finn closes his eyes.
“Never mind,” Kurt says, and laughs a little sharply. “I don’t think I want to hear the answer to that.”
Finn thinks about the way Kurt sings now, quiet and sure, how his heart stutters in his chest whenever Finn kisses him. “But we are here,” he says, and Kurt looks at him. “You and me. We’re right here.”
I don't even know, guys. Maybe putting that much out there will give me the extra nudge I need. If not, at least this means I can start making use of my moodtheme. :D