This is absolutely everything I've written in this fandom, minus a few drabbles I wrote directly into Tumblr and didn't save anywhere else. No matter what I think about it or how embarrassed I am for having written it, it's all here. Woo?

I'll be anchoring this at the top of my journal, and updating whenever something new is posted.

( Klaine: )



( CrissColfer: )



( Other & Mixed: )

but I had to say this while it was still fresh in my head and heart.

Just over a year ago, I sat in the front row of a staging of ‘Hedwig and the Angry Inch’ and bawled like a baby because even though I was staring down some of the hardest choices of my life, something about that show made me believe that everything would be okay. That weekend as a whole was responsible for the story that became ‘Made To Be Broken,’ and that, in turn, kind of opened me up to this fandom on a bigger level than I’d ever expected. If it weren’t for this fandom, I wouldn’t be where I am, and I mean that in a number of ways and on a number of levels.

Back in January, a lot of you helped me out when I was at one of the lowest points of my life. At the time, I said that I would one day repay that kindness by donating to the Trevor Project (and I still intend to do that, once I’ve gotten out of the temp loop and can be assured of something a bit more long-lasting). That tonight, during a training session with that same organization, I felt something very similar to the release that I felt during ‘Hedwig,’ can’t be a coincidence.

I have a very complicated relationship with the idea of community. I have trouble believing I’m genuinely accepted, and it causes me to push back in ways that aren’t always to the benefit of myself or others. Tonight, and maybe even for the first time to this extent, I understood. That whole nebulous thing about being part of something bigger than myself and not just a little dot pinging from edge to edge like part of a giant game of Pong (and yes, that’s an old reference even for me).

After seven months (and that’s seven months to the day), I have a place here where people are excited to see me. A place where I know I’m welcome. A place where (maybe, just maybe,) I can make a difference. The recurring movie-hosting gig is a go. I’m also going to be part of the outreach team. I’ve been asked to volunteer at the Gay and Lesbian Film Festival. The guy who doesn’t like anyone asked if I’d like to hitch a ride with him to Gay Day at the local amusement park. After everyone left, I hung out with two guys at the bus stop and had a conversation that was so much fun, we all agreed to skip the first bus that came by so we could keep talking, then made plans to get together for lunch soon. At one point, one of them said “this place is my family, now. Even if you don’t know it, you are.”

I can’t think of a better way than that to sum up how I’m feeling.

I wouldn’t have any of this without you, so this is me, saying thank you. Not just for giving me the ability to be there tonight, but for everything else along with it.

It means more than you could know.

(Apologies for not putting this under a cut, but it's very rare that I feel this strongly about something being seen, and I didn't want it to be missed by anyone who's played a part in getting me here. I'm usually pretty good about them, so let's let this one time slide, okay? <3 )

Author: Odd
Title: Porcelain & Velvet 10/11
Rating: NC-17 (series overall)
Word Count: 5,000
Warnings: Car crash (first part only), suicide and talk thereof, off-screen character death, prostitution
Summary: For this prompt on the kink meme. "Kurt loses his dad in High School & cannot pay for college. He meets someone who tells him about a high class brothel where he can sell his virginity & earn enough money for college over a short time…Blaine is Kurt's age, very well off…He buys Kurt's virginity." (Snipped a bit to omit potential spoilers and details that have been changed.)
Notes: Big thanks to wanderer_chan and fabrisse for helping me whip this into shape, as well as foranotherworld and flyblckbirdfly, for being my secret-keepers. I know I said ten would be the last, but it turned out to need a lot more words than anticipated. We’re in the home stretch though. Promise. <3

Part one can be found here

( You're still here. )

Author: Odd
Title: Still There
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2,200
Spoilers: None. Potentially non-canon compliant, depending on what you think happened at the end of 'The First Time.'
Summary: Blaine just wants to savor the memory.
Notes: Another quick and dirty thing I whipped up because of a random idea.

( You haven't even touched your dinner. )

This is an "original" thing I wrote back in January.

It's really rough, and it's pretty different from what I post here (there's no porn, for one), but I really like it and since I opened my big mouth about it to certain people, here it is.

Eep.


( The first call comes on Tuesday. )

Author: Odd
Title: Leave Me Dripping
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,600
Summary: Puck gives Sebastian three seconds. Sebastian wants a lot more.
Warnings: masturbation, watersports, humiliation, rough sex, unrealistic sex, possible dubcon (depending on how you take it)
Notes: So.  I'm doing this thing where I'm trying to force myself to do new things and go out of my comfort zone.  This *definitely* qualifies.  I'm not really a fan of "warning" for sexual content, but seriously - don't blame me for what follows if you didn't read them.

( You got three seconds before this gets ugly. )