Klaine fic: Hold Me Close
(A/N: I saw this post earlier today, and I couldn’t help but fic it because omfg most adorable promt ever! I’m tagging those that requested a fic like this one in their reblogs - hope this fits the bill!)
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Okay, so maybe Kurt shouldn’t have bought the pillow at that sketchy shop on the corner with all the weird things in jars. But it was half the price of the same pillow online (not that he’d been searching for one online, of course not), and he was living on an intern’s budget, and as used to sleeping alone as he might be, the thought of another person’s arm, snug and warm around his body, made him yearn.
You Make Me Feel So Young
lilsnix prompted: As soon as your soulmate is born, their name appears on your wrist in inky black. Blaine waited and waited, yet a name never showed up on his wrist. He continues on with life, albeit sad, believing that he was one of those rare people that didn’t have a soulmate. At the age of
twentyeighteen does the name ‘Kurt E. Hummel’ find its way on his wrist.
So I’ve been working on this prompt for weeks. I changed it slightly, but I hope both the prompter and all of you like it! Thank you to slightestwind and daltoneering for acting as betas for this monster!
Summary: Blaine Anderson was eighteen and pretty sure that, in a world where you get your soulmate’s name on your wrist the moment they are born, he was never going to have a soulmate. Then on the day of his high school graduation, Kurt Hummel is born. His wait begins.
Warnings: age difference
The name of your soulmate appears on your wrist the very moment they are born.
This being said, some people are born with a name already on their wrists, because their soulmate is already out there living somewhere at the time, the name of their newborn soulmate just appearing.
Blaine Anderson goes many years without realizing the severity of what not having a name on his wrist means.
When he starts school most everyone in his class has a name on their tiny wrists. Blaine always knew his mom and dad had each others’ names on their wrists and his brother Cooper and his girlfriend had their names, but he didn’t realize that everyone had them.
He didn’t, though.
So he goes home and asks his mom what it means.
“It means… those names are your classmates’ soulmates,” she says, struggling for a long moment and choosing her words carefully.
Kurt and Blaine Unaired Dalton Scene
fic: Can’t Take My Eyes Off Of You[Tube] (1/2)
Word count: ~7,100
Kurt and Blaine both have YouTube channels.
It starts when Blaine’s mum wants him to send a video of him performing to his grandmother, and when Blaine started to explain about file size she just sighed a little and told him to “figure it out”.
He knows when the Warblers did Teenage Dream in the Senior Commons a couple of guys had camera phones on them, filming the performance, so Blaine puts it up on Facebook requesting a copy. The footage isn’t bad quality, is taken from the front so you can definitely see him leading, but also highlights that they are a group. So Blaine creates a YouTube channel and uploads it. He sends his grandmother a courtesy email with the link, as well as sending it out to the rest of the Warblers in case they might want to show their families as well.
Blaine doesn’t think any more about it.
anonymous prompted: idk if you’ve ever written kid fic or wish to, but what about one where klaine know each other in 2nd grade or something and blaine proposes to kurt with a ring pop haha
(and since i didn’t get to write fic the day of their first meeting anniversary commemorating it i decided to blend it in with this fic so yay! \o/)
Kurt startles, his fingers slipping a little on the buttons of his brand-new gray peacoat that his mom had bought him over the weekend. Most of the class is chattering away as they take off their heavy winter coats and hang them up at the back of the room, and Kurt, who hasn’t ever really talked too much to anyone in his class besides Rachel, is surprised at the sudden boyish, slightly-lisping voice behind him.
Ridiculous Blam bros dealing with Blaine’s twerking video going viral.
Blaine awoke to something crashing on top of him. Before his instincts could kick in telling him to punch whatever was on top of him, a familiar voice cried “BLAINE! WAKE UP!”
He jerked up violently, opening his eyes and trying to focus them in on the person holding him down. “Sam?! What the-?!”
“Blaine, you’re famous!” Sam screeched, letting go of Blaine’s wrists that he was holding down and bouncing beside him on the bed.
Blaine sat up tiredly, trying to fully wake up. Rubbing his eye he asked, “How did you even get in here?”
“I used my spare key.”
“I never gave you a-”
“Blaine that is irrelevant! You’re famous!”