I was just forced to watch this for a project I’m working on finishing up today, and it made me grin. Just bringing this back in case you need a little postS4 Sunday pickup.
I just watched this three times in a row. OH GLEE.
Media: Fan fiction
Title: Someone’s Baby Now
Betas: aspiringtoeloquence, hedgerose, penguinutopia, innypocket
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.
“I saw two soulmates rediscovering each other.”
WATHJGN KLAINE MEET IN NBK AN TEENAGE DREAM AND ORIGINAL SONG AND I CAN’T WHEN I JHUST WOKE UP
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
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.
So Sarah and I were watching Disaster Date on MTV the other day and we got the idea to write a quick little oneshot about Klaine being on the show. Soo…here it is!