You have to let it be free to change.

I began to wonder whether anything truly existed, whether reality wasn't an unformed and gelatinous substance only half-captured by my senses....If that were true, each of us was living in absolute isolation. The thought terrified me. I was consoled by the idea that I could take that gelatin and mold it to create anything I wanted...At times I felt that the universe fabricated from the power of the imagination had stronger and more lasting contours than the blurred realm of the flesh-and-blood creatures around me.







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robaguire:

he pulls out the most precious thing ever 

his dick

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Cut Blaine speeches
  • Blaine: Did you know that real Warblers won't sing alone? It's true - if a Warbler loses it's flock or is caged seperately it sits silent until another one shows up. (He looks at Kurt). It's not that he doesn't have a beautiful voice - it's just that without a companion he just doesn't feel like singing anymore.
  • Blaine: There is a moment, Kurt. There is always a moment when suddenly a lightbulb goes on. A moment when you look at someone differently... When your heart expands, when you say to yourself - 'oh, there you are! I've been looking for you forever.'
  • Blaine: To always love you. To defend you even if I know you're wrong. To surprise you. To always pick up your call no matter what I'm doing. To bake you cookies at least twice a year and to kiss you whenever and where ever you want. Mostly to make sure that you always remember how perfectly imperfect you are. I know it's not something Elizabeth Taylor would've worn---

The Box Scene

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“Extraordinary Merry Christmas:” Act Six

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[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

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“… the grooms prepared their own vows.” , the pastor nodded in Blaine’s direction, encouraging him with a small smile.
Blaine nodded back and took a deep breath, his grib on Kurt’s hand tightened and he looked up into those blue eyes he loved so much.
“Kurt.. I-” his voice broke and he swallowed hard. Kurt shook his head slightly and smiled at him. His eyes red and filled with tears, lips curled into one of those smiles Blaine loved the most. His smile.
He cleared his throat and chuckled nervously.
“Kurt. I promise to always love you. To defend you, even when you’re wrong. To surprise you. To always pick up your call, no matter what I’m doing. To bake you cookies at least twice a year, and to kiss you whenever and wherever you want. Mostly to make sure that you always remember how perfectly imperfect you are. I love you. “
He heard a few sobs and quiet “Awww’s” from the audience but nothing mattered. Nothing except the beautiful man in front of him. The man who was smiling so brightly at him that his heart stuttered, even after all these years.
Kurt sniffed and closed his eyes for a moment.
“How am I suppose to reply to that”, he chuckled softly and the audience laughed.
“Blaine.. I promise to be there for you, no matter what will happen. I promise to always tell you how much you mean to me. To protect you and to love you. I promise to hold your hand on events when you’re a big broadway star.” Blaine shook his head an laughed softly, tears running down his cheeks.
Kurt smiled in return and sighed.
“You are my best friend, my soulmate, the love of my life. I promise to be yours forever. I love you so much.”
Their eyes locked. Hazel met blue. And the world stopped moving.
They heard the voice of the pastor - far away.
“… you can now kiss the groom.”
And their lips met. Brushing softly against each other, in a way that felt so familiar but also new, because it was their first kiss as husbands.

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