Klaine Hiatus Madness: Day 5 — Fandomception
After Blaine and Sam move to New York, they rope Kurt and Santana in for their weekly Minecraft gaming nights. Kurt loves building houses for Blaine and himself. Santana loves breaking them.Blaine and SamNightbird and Blond Chameleon help to keep the peace.
Sometimes.
summary: At McKinley High School, the post-graduation tradition is to treat the graduating seniors to a fun, all-night lock in at the school—the catch being that no one can leave until five in the morning. Enter Blaine Anderson, valedictorian, and the captain of the Cheerios and salutatorian, Kurt Hummel and their desperate need to leave the damn building and go on with their lives. This is the story of their very first, extensive interaction in four years.
word count/rating: 3000~, rated PG-13 for dem make-outs
notes: for megan, inspired by her own post-grad story! featuring nerd!blaine and cheerio!kurt. featuring make-outs in janitor’s closets. whoops.
Blaine just really wants to leave.
It was absolutely fun for the first two hours, but once the third hour struck, all he wanted to do was to go home and sleep, curled up with his diploma instead of jumping around one more damn time in the ball pit or run around the laser tag maze only to be absolutely destroyed by his best friend, Sam, for the umpteenth time. Plus, he could only eat so much Domino’s, ice cream cake and Wings-N-Things before he wanted to puke.
Pairing: Crisscolfer
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~1300
Summary: Chris and Darren’s easy friendship becomes something a little more complicated. The first part in what will likely become a verse about those times when that thing between them rears its head. Starting with Dublin, of course.
Notes: This is for Bee because today is her one year anniversary of shipping Crisscolfer! *throws confetti* It’s also a bit of a belated birthday present for Erin because she’s the one that sent me into a fic writing spiral (from Colfaguire feels and Crisscolfaguire threesome thoughts, strangely enough…anyway). Big thank you to Audrina who was kind enough to do a beta read-through for me.
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Dublin, July 2011
The Glee Live Tour is over. The entire cast is crammed into Lea and Heather’s adjoining hotel rooms, the door between them propped open with someone’s suitcase. Empty champagne bottles litter the counters. Everyone is smiling and laughing and joking around, drunk and exhilarated from the last show.
Chris is standing with Mark and Ashley, only half-listening as they discuss their favourite hangover cures. He’s watching Darren. Darren, who somehow managed to acquire one of those “Kiss me I’m Irish” T-shirts and a matching leprechaun hat, and who is making his way through both rooms and securing cheek kisses from everyone. Right now he has Curt kissing one cheek and Dom the other, all three boys holding the pose for Cory’s camera. Chris smiles, feels the warmth of affection bubbling up inside him.
pollination yellow cab + listen + a new york city playlist
a punk - vampire weekend // moving to new york - the wombats // new york i love you (but you’re bringing me down) - lcd soundsystem // new york - sex pistols // new york city cops - the strokes // barlights - fun. // m79 - vampire weekend // empire state of mind - jay z ft. alicia keys // new york - snow patrol // safe in new york city - ac/dc
Chris suffers from anxiety, and he can’t talk about it.
Warnings: Internalized homophobia, mentions of bullying, and description of panic attacks.
NC-17 Crisscolfer ~9,000 words ((AO3 link))
thanks to Mandy for reading and having opinions and stuff!!
When Chris was sixteen, he experienced his first panic attack.
(if I) fall for you, I’ll never recover (if I) fall for you, I’ll never be the same
— Kurt and Blaine have known each other since childhood, but they’re far from friends. High school enemies turned college roommates in New York, they’re forced to spend extra time together thanks to mutual friends. What happens when “never” turns into “what if?”
(also: dirty dancing) (lyrics - Maroon 5’s Love Somebody)
“Where are you running off to?” Kurt mutters, eyes trained on his roommate’s back in the doorway.
“I’m going out,” is Blaine’s terse response. He doesn’t move from the doorframe though; instead he turns to look at Kurt, who refuses to make eye contact as he pretends to look over his textbook review pages. Blaine grins. “Just how smart are you?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, I consider myself pretty intelligent, but I’d never succeed at studying an upside-down textbook.”
AnderBros/Klaine AU: Cooper Anderson talks about his little brother’s Hollywood experience when he brings him to an awards show and tries to set him up with his fellow co-star, Kurt Hummel.
ash gave me all these stripper blaine ideas so all fingers are pointing at him ;OO;
also HELLO nyada is expensive as heck so i mean wouldn’t it be logical for blaine to take on a stripping job i mean he’s very dedicated- I JUST NEED STRIPPER BLAINE NOW\
his stripper name is the naughty warbler eUe
CrissColfer AU Wednesday : Childhood friends
♫Like a bolt out of the blue. Fate steps in and sees you through, when you wish upon a star ♫
The little brown haired boy remembered the lyrics of Pinnochio soundtrack and flinched at the thought, “Can I make it two instead one wish?”, when his mother said, “Make your wish before the stars gone.” He huffed, not having any other choices. “I want Hannah to get recovery quickly and…..maybe - maybe to met Darren again in the future. He was a really good friend to me.” He’s opened his lids and the sky goes back to quiet and dark just like before.
17 years later, ”I think I found him. Christopher.” Darren fastly hit the sent message button, not care to who he sent the message to. After years moving out and try get any tiny little information he could find, he would never let his - at least he’s considered as - bestfriend go. Never again.
Coachella 2013 fic. When Chris posted the before/after photo, Jen and I got headcanoning about how he got from one to the other. Inspired by that photo and The Lumineers’ Ho Hey (audio/video), here’s our version of events.
Read Part 1 (written by Jen) here.
Soon after Chris reluctantly parted ways with Darren, he started to feel a bit overdressed. There were way too many people wearing things that were definitely not pants. They also weren’t shorts and Chris wasn’t even sure if they’d qualify as underwear. Chris’ shorts and tank top made him downright Victorian by comparison. But he also felt underdressed, because he had expanses of pale, bare flesh that lacked any decoration. While Chris had been insistent on the lack of body paint, despite Darren’s teasing offers of help and some shameless begging, he was starting to feel rather boring in comparison to the sparkly throngs at Coachella. That wouldn’t do. Chris always knew how to accessorize.
He started by browsing several of the jewelry vendors, looking for something to add to his coveted Coachella VIP bracelet. He passed row after row after of glorified friendship bracelets, wanting something with a bit more edge. Finally, he settled on a studded cuff in a soft, well worn brown leather. He tried it on first, making sure it was loose enough on his wrist that it didn’t completely obscure the dinosaur tattoo on the inside of his wrist. He couldn’t quite explain it, but having Tristan the T-Rex staring back up at him made him feel safer, braver somehow. But of course, it had nothing to do with Darren’s solemn plea to a dinosaur tattoo to keep watch over Chris. Because that would just be silly, right?
Klaine AU | Blaine has the best of both worlds as a regular student at Mckinley and heart throb singing sensation ‘Devon’, who his best friend Kurt happens to be madly in love with.
The morning Kurt lets go of a few things he doesn’t need anymore. Though Adam is present, this ficlet is all about Klaine. Inspired by the 30 seconds of local NY news my son let me watch today.
1,000 words, PG-13
Warnings: I seem to have a thing for wise OCs counseling our boys through heavy-handed metaphor. I will probably always have this thing, so proceed with caution. ;)
The last thing Kurt wants to do at 7am on a Monday morning is stand in a crowd of crazed tourists waiting for Al Roker to come out and tell them it will be another cold spring day on the East Coast.
He’d agreed to meet Adam and his sister Lara for an early breakfast before class, but when breakfast turned into hanging out with the sign-toting frenzy of newlyweds, and Jersey moms, and screaming kids on break, he’d begged off and made his way to the ice rink at Rockefeller Center to wait them out. Lara is sweet, like Adam, and she’s only in town until Tuesday night, but the sad fact is they’re just not fascinating enough to stomach the crowds at The Today Show.
He looks out over the rink, watching as a crew chips away at the ice. It seems like forever since he’d taken Blaine and his Dad to see the Rockefeller Center Christmas tree, their hands warmed by decadent hot chocolate from Maison du Chocolat.
He sighs, scrolling back through the photos on his phone, past silly antics with Santana and Rachel and dozens of images documenting his budding relationship with Adam—the snowman they built on top of Adam’s building, Adam stuffing his face with madeleines at Bouchon Bakery, Kurt in a blue apron, covered in flour, the two of them smiling for a stranger who agreed to take their picture on the Promenade—until he finds the picture he most wants to see.
20 Year Old Lover, prompt #24: Kurt tells Burt about Blaine. ~3,900 words. (As always warning for age difference; Kurt is 19, Blaine is 39.)
January
“So,” Burt says in Kurt’s ear, one night while they are having their weekly catch-up phone call, talking about everything and nothing. “How are things with… you know, the boys?”
“Dad,” Kurt says and puts down his toast – cheese and tomato with oregano on them, just like Burt always made them back in Lima – on the plate on his coffee table, wants to slap himself for how his thoughts immediately drifted off to a certain person smiling at him from his desk at the office. “The boys?”
