Title: all this longing
Author: preach_electric
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Darren Criss/Chris Colfer
Warnings/Spoilers: None? Um, major facefucking?
Word Count: ~1900
Disclaimer: Not mine, not real, all that jazz.
Summary: Darren wishes it was just the stupid pants that made him want to fuck Chris.
Author's Note: Inspired by the Fashion Night Out video. Yup. Title from Florence and the Machine's new tune, What The Water Gave Me, which I had on repeat while I wrote this beast. Holla.

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Title: hipsters only piss in the woods
Author: preach_electric
Rating: R. ish.
Pairing: Darren Criss/Chord Overstreet
Warning/Spoilers: None.
Word Count: 1167
Disclaimer: Not real.
Summary: Chord realizes at Coachella that Darren Criss is the most ridiculous person in the world.
Author's Note: I'm novelized's bitch. That's why this shit exists.

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Title: i won’t crucify the things you do
Author: preach_electric
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Darren Criss/Chris Colfer
Warnings/Spoilers: Egads, a vampire!
Word Count: 7,500
Disclaimer: Not real, not mine, etc etc.
Summary: Chris really needs a drink after he turns 21. Darren doesn’t quite get what he means.
Author's Note: I've never written any type of supernatural AU, let alone an RPF one. But hey, I needed to break up all the other angsty WIPs I have going on. So have some vaguely angsty vampire porn.

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Title: dragging a halo
Author: preach_electric
Recipient: novelized
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 12,542
Fandom/Pairing: Glee; Kurt/Blaine. Blaine/Santana, Blaine/Jesse.
Warnings: Infidelity. ANGST ANGST ANGST ANGST ANGST.
Prompt: Very loosely based on The Jerk by Jeffrey McDaniel.
Summary: Blaine Anderson’s no good at romance, no matter how hard he tries. He can’t keep up the charade for long, not even for Kurt Hummel.
Author's Notes: This is the most depressing and angsty fic I've ever written... and it's probably not the angstiest to come! Fml. Written for the National Poetry Month exchange over at npmexchange.

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Title: only love sprung from my only hate
Author: preach_electric
Word Count: 27,347
Rating: R, for language and sexual situations.
Genre: AU/angst/humor/fluff.
Pairings: Kurt/Blaine, Quinn/Puck. Vague hints of Finn/Rachel, Rachel/Jesse, Blaine/Jesse, Puck/Rachel, and Sam/Kurt.
Warnings/Spoilers: No spoilers or major warnings. Don’t read if you have an aversion to an overabundance of Shakespeare references, Jew jokes, alcohol, and italics, I guess?
Summary: Kurt Hummel has dreams to make it big in New York City. Instead, he gets a dysfunctional family in a NYC nightclub.
Author’s Notes: This fic has been in the making since the holidays last year, fml. It wouldn’t have gotten finished without cheerleading and advice from my two favorite people in the entire world, episkeyit and candid_dreams88. This is the longest fic I’ve ever written. Ever. So I’m proud of this crazy little monster. It was inspired by this song because I initially wanted to write a gritty nightclub AU. Instead, you get this piece of work. So enjoy! and comment if you enjoyed it or have any concrit because this is my first epic fic that I’m happy with and I want to know what others think and I’m nervous :D <3


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Go figure, the first fic I post in ages is Chris Colfer/Darren Criss RPF.

title: freckle, freckle, what makes you so special
author: preach_electric
pairing: chris colfer/darren criss
rating: somewhere between R and NC-17?
word count: 954
summary: Darren should know better than to get involved with coworkers. Based on the Fall Out Boy song W.A.M.S.


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I finally got an itch to make some new icons - episkeyit said I should icon Wheels, so here's a batch of very heavily Quinn/Puck centric icons, all with a new coloring I've tried out. :)



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