For the anons who requested animal hybrid/breeding.
Kurt is a human born as a breeder, capable of impregnating hybrid carriers. Blaine is a hybrid carrier, a canine male capable of being impregnated. He’s brought to a clinic to be bred as necessary—if hybrids don’t mate during their heat they can die—and Kurt is assigned to him, though he gets a lot more than he bargained for and finds himself instantly drawn to the young hybrid.
Warnings for: puppy!Blaine, hybrid sex, mating in heat, knotting and, obviously, barebacking. Kurt is 19 and Blaine is 16 if that’s an issue for you.
The breeding rooms always smell unpleasantly of the cheap, bought-in-bulk hybrid-friendly cleaner that the janitorial staff uses to sanitize the rooms in between visits. It’s made worse by the air freshener that they use to cover the antiseptic odor; the two combine to form an absolutely noxious scent that Kurt can never seem to get out of his clothes.
True be told, there’s very little about his job or his place of employment that he actively enjoys. There’s nothing to be said for the breeding program aside from the fact that it’s necessary; breeders like himself are genetically built to fertilize carriers and carriers, whether male or female, are genetically built to breed.
The only difference is that he can breed at will and has control over himself; the carriers, when they go into heat once a month, have to come to a clinic to be bred or their heat will either put them into a coma or kill them.
luckyjak requested a Star Wars AU, where Blaine is a Force sensitive sex slave and Kurt is a chaste Jedi who rescues him. D/S relationship with some BDSM elements (whipping). Set during the Old Republic time, not the original trilogy era. This was so much fun to write.
“I can’t thank you enough,” is the first thing that Blaine says to him when they exit the council chambers on Tython. “I—I don’t know how to—”
Kurt adjusts his hood around his neck and stops, nodding to a passing trainer and guiding Blaine through the crowd to the shuttle bay where Kurt’s ship is docked. A maintenance droid chirps the usual confirmations about the ship being ready and cleared for take off. He waits until they’re safely inside the slightly cramped, slightly run-down ship before answering.
“I won’t pretend that I wasn’t concerned they might reject you because of your age,” Kurt says, trying to sound gentle. He is aware that most of the time he just comes off as cool, and Blaine is nervous enough as it is. “But these are trying times; the Republic needs every able Jedi that it can find and train.”
They’ve been traveling together for weeks; Kurt hasn’t been training him, really, just giving him general background knowledge and occasionally allowing him to ask questions and receive answers. He hadn’t been prepared for anything more. To that end, neither had Kurt; the last thing he’d expected from his mission on Nar Shaddaa had been to return with a battered, young, Force-sensitive sex slave in tow.
Summary: NYADA is throwing a Masquerade ball, and Rachel asks a reluctant Kurt to be her date. He immediately catches the interest of a masked stranger with dark hair and hazel eyes.
Warning for Age Difference (Blaine is 34, Kurt is 19.)
This is for my amazing friend Corey, because it’s her birthday today and I love her. Happy Birthday, angel! <3
For anyone wondering: Kurt’s mask | Blaine’s mask | Rachel’s mask
Title is a lyric from the song “Masquerade” by Lelia Broussard.
The mask is surprisingly painful, elastic digging in to the sides of his head uncomfortably. It’s tight and hard, sharp plastic pressing at the apples of his cheeks and making him feel almost claustrophobic.
It was Rachel’s idea, going to this dumb party. Kurt had been planning on having a relaxing Friday night in, watching musicals and drinking wine to his hearts content. But no, of course this “huge opportunity” for Rachel had come up. And by huge opportunity, she’d meant an invite to the masquerade ball NYADA was throwing, the same ball in which Brody- a student who seemed nice and semi-interested in her- would be attending.
She’d immediately insisted that Kurt come as her date, which of course, Kurt wasn’t too happy about.
Media: Fan fiction
Title: Someone’s Baby Now
Author: idoltina
Betas: aspiringtoeloquence, hedgerose, penguinutopia, innypocket
Rating: R
Genre: AU, angst, fluff
Spoilers (if any): None
Warnings (if any): Mentions of past animal abuse, mentions of character death
Word Count: 13,057
Summary: Blaine is an abused dog. This is the story of his recovery. Each day means something now, marks a new progression and sign of his slow rehabilitation. It’s supposed to be easier, now. And it is, in some ways. Blaine can stay on his feet longer, can eat more in one sitting, isn’t afraid to be touched (mostly). He has someone to spend his days with and a warm place to sleep.
Each day is easier than the last, but it’s never just that. There’s always something — the sound of sirens outside, the accidental upturn of a hand that causes Blaine to flinch and cower, the bowl of food he can never quite seem to finish, the night the power goes out and Blaine whines in the dark.
But today is different.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Glee, etc.
Author’s Note (if any): A Kurt/Blaine visual aid can be found here. Burt and Carole are a couple of college-aged students in this. Title comes from Augustana’s Someone’s Baby Now.
cowspayingtaxes prompted: secret admirer notes
—Being in New York City is almost everything that Kurt Hummel has ever dreamed of - but when an anonymous note-writer drops into his life, he has to wonder if there’s something more out there for him.
A/N: This has been in my drafts for MONTHS, so I decided to get at least this much posted. This way I can work on it along with ATAP. (I am so sorry for the prompt delay oh my god)
Title is Aqualung’s Brighter Than Sunshine.
Kurt supposes he should consider himself lucky.
After all, he’s managed to snag a decent apartment in New York City without bankrupting his entire family in the process, and he got enough financial aid to keep up with his NYU tuition. He still can’t quite believe he’ll be starting his second year there, preparing to study design for stage and film at Tisch. Granted, it isn’t NYADA, but Kurt let that ship sail long ago.
The apartment is small and could really use some of his Kurt Hummel flair, but it’s cozy enough. There’s a tiny kitchen that could just barely fit two people which is connected to the living room and a narrow hallway with doors leading to a closet, the bedroom, and the bathroom. His favorite part of it, however, is the balcony overlooking the quiet street tucked into the Upper East Side. It’s technically an old, modified fire escape, but Kurt found that it’s the perfect place to have a cup of coffee and just watch the city wake up each morning.
“I can’t believe you’re gonna get tatted up!” Sam says excitedly as he gets out of Blaine’s car. “Ah, man, it’s gonna be so awesome. You’re gonna look like a total badass.”
Blaine flushes, ducking his head as he locks the car and steps onto the sidewalk. Sam’s praise still manages to make him feel fuzzy, even though he’s been trying in vain to tamp down his crush for months now. Sam is straight and his best friend—though he’s completely okay with Blaine being gay and talking about boys, Blaine’s afraid that if Sam knew the thoughts that sometimes crept up into the back of Blaine’s mind he’d run the other direction.
“I will not,” he says, pushing up his glasses and stopping just outside the door. “It’s just something small. And no one will even see it but me.”
Summary: Kurt’s husband dies in action. He’s left to pick up the pieces of his life. He might have help.
Minor Character Death
Part 4 (as well as links to previous parts) here.
I do believe this is the end! I don’t really have plans for an epilogue at the moment, but if something tempts me I might end up writing it someday. I hope you enjoyed this story! <3
Kurt wakes up to the sound of music.
His eyes open and he takes in the unfamiliar room. No, not unfamiliar, just not his own. The whiteness of the room, as he begins to wake up, makes him remember that it’s Blaine’s room.
Author: pulling-the-puzzles-apart
Summary: Glee Crossover with the film ‘Brief Encounter’. Kurt meets Blaine at a railway station in 1940s Britain. They are both married to women but they fall in love regardless. This is Kurt’s story.
Rated: K+
sequel
Summary: Sequel to my story ‘A Klaine Encounter’ - Glee crossover with the film ‘Brief Encounter’. Blaine and Kurt meet again twenty years later and so much has changed. This is Blaine’s story.
Rated: M
Klaine au based on this post
Kurt had a long, stressful day at work, full of incompetent people and dealing with bitchy clients. He cannot wait to get home and relax with his beautiful boyfriend, perhaps crack open a bottle of wine. Blaine always seems to be able to ease the stress and tension right out of Kurt. Maybe, if he’s lucky, he could convince Blaine to give him one of his famous back massages.
Kurt enters their apartment with a groan, kicking off his shoes and placing his coat on the hook by the door. He wanders in the living room and finds Blaine spread out on their sofa with a book in his hand. Kurt smiles at the sight and walks over to him.
Blaine must sense Kurt’s presence because he looks up and his face breaks out in a grin, which falters slightly when he sees how tired Kurt looks.
Kurt lifts up Blaine’s legs and collapses on the sofa, setting Blaine’s legs over his thighs. He looks over at Blaine when he feels him nudging him slightly.
Author: Heartattackandvine
Summary: Blaine was lost, looking for an escape from the deception and monotony in his life. Kurt was young, vibrant, seeking. He just wanted to be understood. They found each other, amongst it all. Blaine is a 26 year old drug dealer, Kurt is a high school junior. This is their love story.
Rated: M
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