Title: Our little dance

Author: bluecloudsupabove/ca_te

Pairing: RoyxEd

Rating: PG-13

Genre: Romance, slightly Au

Warnings: mentions of sex, Ed is sixteen in this story

Notes: A small drabble inspired by this picture. This is a birthday present for one of the most amazing girls I’ve ever met. Happy birthday tierfal<3

Discliamer: I do not own FMA or its ( Read more... )

Title: In the light of day
Author: ca_te
Pairing: Roy/Ed
Genre: Romance, Angst
Rating: PG-13
Notes: Written for my lovely tierfal
Disclaimer: I do not own Fullmetal Alchemist or its characters!

( Ed's hair is exactly as he has imagined it )

Title: A love to fill universes
Author: ca_te
Pairing: Blaine/Kurt
Genre: Romance, future!fic, a bit of angst
Rating: PG
Warnings: spoilers for S4
Notes: Written for a prompt left by an anon over at Tumblr "I don’t think that’s a good idea, Kurt."
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee or its characters!

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When Blaine first joined the circus, he was barely fourteen and had run away from his family, sick of his father’s judgmental glares and his mother’s coldness. Back then he had only one talent-singing. At first, they made him sing soft songs when Santana and Brittany were flying high above the spectators’ heads and fast and rhythmic ones when Finn ( Read more... )

Title: Of getting lost and silent skies
Author: ca_te
Characters: Blaine
Genre: Romance, Angst, slightly Au
Rating: PG
Warnings: based on the spoilers for season 4
Notes: I needed a way to deal with the spoilers for season 4 and came up with the idea of writing a series of drabbles, both from Kurt and Blaine’s POV. Just small pieces of thoughts and ( Read more... )

Slowly Darren removes the rest of his clothes; he feels as though he is uncovering some unknown treasure and his blood runs faster in his veins with every gasp and soft moan that escapes Chris’ lips as he trails his fingers down his ribcage, over the triangles of his hipbones.

When he finally allows himself to ghost his fingertips over Chris’ hard ( Read more... )

Darren feels heavy all the way back home, his eyes finally dry but his heart cracking at the seams. He doesn’t get what has happened, the only thing he knows is that he wants the warmth of Chris’ arms, of his lips back. He wants Chris to smile at him, to say that he feels the same and that they can make it work.

But Chris is not in their room when ( Read more... )

Chris would be lying if he said he wasn’t nervous. The last time he went to a  party he spent less than half an hour there and came out of the apartment with tears stinging his eyes and the image of Darren kissing that girl burnt in his retinas.

He knows he is probably gripping Ashley’s arm a bit too tight but he can’t help it.

“C’mon, Chris. Relax! ( Read more... )

“The thing is you’ve got to set yourself out, Colfer!”

Mark, Ashley’s friend and colleague at the café, looks straight at him and Chris blinks before glaring at Ashley who’s currently snorting behind her bottle of water on the other end of the bench.

“What? He has a point, Chris!”

When he had thought to bring them lunch during their break, he didn’t ( Read more... )

Chris’ has always liked airports, the constant flow of people leaving and arriving, their suitcases filled with dreams or memories.

But right now he can’t bring himself to enjoy the buzzing energy flowing around him, his stomach seems to be tied in knots. Actually it has been like this since he got that text from Darren on New Year’s Eve.

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He had ( Read more... )