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Satisfaction’s Guaranteed - NC-17 

istytehcrawk:

Title: Satisfaction’s Guaranteed
Author: istytehcrawk
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1,041
Summary: Blaine can’t take his eyes off the guy in the center of the dance floor.
Author’s Note: Thanks to Dany (fruitydany) for the beta!

Also available on AO3.

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Note: Listen to this song as you read. 

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It starts with drums.

A slow, steady, sensual beat, one Blaine vaguely recognizes but can’t quite place. He takes a sip of his drink, listening and watching the crowd as they move along with the rhythm. For now, at least, he’s content just to sit here in the corner, watching. Maybe he’ll join in later. Maybe not.

When the guitar kicks in, the crowd separates as if by command. There’s one guy left standing in the center, and the sight of him makes Blaine’s mouth water. Blaine can only see him from the back, but he’s clad head-to-toe in skin-tight, black perfection — a thin, short-sleeved shirt that does absolutely nothing to conceal his strong shoulders or slim waist and skinny jeans that show off every inch of his long, muscular legs, clear down to his stylish black boots, one of which is tapping in time with the beat.

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endofadream:

anonymous prompted: so after watching that gay bar scene, all i could think of was blaine giving kurt a lap dance in front of all their friends but everyone is a little tipsy but kurt and blaine don’t even care because they’re too into it heyooo *u*

“Hey, stud.”

Kurt’s still working through the beginning of his buzz, letting it mingle with the earlier rush over Rachel’s opening night. He’d thought he’d be more jealous, honestly, seeing Rachel up there before him, but he hadn’t been, because Rachel deserves this, deserves every bit of praise heaped upon her from now until closing night.

He looks up from his seat on the couch, sees Blaine and his easy smile, loosened by alcohol and the excitement of the night. The lights of the club pass over his face in streaks of color, and Kurt wants him. God, he wants him.

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daltoneering:

anon asked: klaine for 7 … being drenched whilst wearing white

woops no actual porn in this one but first meeting au with lifeguard!blaine instead

 By the time evening falls, the beach usually tends to start clearing out. Families head home for supper and to get the kids to bed, couples turn in to their hotels for the night, the few fisherman that still love in the now touristy town retreat further down the coast where the waters are calmer.

Blaine’s shift doesn’t finish till nine thirty—by then the beach is usually deserted, and he spends the time wandering up and down the sand between the lifeguard stand and the pier, kicking his feet in the waves.

Tonight, however, he’s properly on duty, perched on top of his chair and watching closely. It’s nearly nine pm and there are a group of young people, probably on their summer holiday from college like him, still fooling around on the beach. They’ve got a little wind shelter set up and are eating the remainders of their earlier barbecue, still lounging around in bathing suits and sunglasses despite the cool night breeze that has started to blow in.

Blaine doesn’t really need to be watching them—they don’t pose and real threat, and none of them are in the water—but he keeps an eye on them anyway. It definitely doesn’t change anything that there’s a very cute boy in the group, leaning back in a deck chair, clad only in white swim trunks and slowly sipping from a can of coke. Definitely not. Nope.

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legallyblained:

Klaine Fic: Oh So Quiet

Kurt and Blaine and babies and bowties! Pure sickly sweet fluff! ~1300 words

It’s quiet.

Too quiet.

Not that Blaine doesn’t appreciate it. As soon as Rosie was out of the noisy, screaming stage, along came Olivia and took her place. Even then, Rosie was still so chatty they never got a minute’s peace, which is why the silence now felt so odd. Blaine occasionally wished for silence, but he always found it disconcerting when he got it. It meant someone was hurt or upset or unconscious… either way, it meant something was wrong. He’s been told not to question peace and quiet when it happens, but he decides to investigate anyway – Rosie might have invented a new game or drawn a picture or be hiding somewhere, and she would definitely need sustenance. Blaine finishes cutting up peanut butter sandwiches, apples and brownies and balances three plates on his arm before going upstairs (Kurt would figure out where they were when he was out of the shower. God bless lazy Sundays where the four of them could just be at home together).

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doonarose:

Obligatory post 516 fic (Please keep in mind that I have only seen the episode once and it was a dodgy livestream and I sitting in a huge lecture at a massive international conference on microscopes so yeah. Still, yay fic!! No sex though, sorry.)

It begins with Kurt asking, “What do you need from me to make it better?”

It’s innocuously said over dinner, Kurt’s eyes on his plate as though he’s unsure but his voice is even.

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daltoneering:

andersonhummels said: klaine, #22 … trying to play footsie with the other during a meeting (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧

(nc-17, public sex and like tiniest bit of foot fetish)

“So I brought folders for both venues, but first there’s another one I’d like to tell you about. You didn’t request it, but it fits your criteria and it’s got a certain character about it…”

Kurt glances at Blaine across the table, letting his mind drift from Paula’s monotonous drone about potential wedding venues—he knows very well which one he wants, thank you very much—and twitching a smile at his husband-to-be. Blaine’s wearing a well-fitted dark blue shirt with a yellow bowtie, and they haven’t seen each other in three days, and he looks absolutely delicious.

Kurt fiddles with his pen and stretches his feet out in front of him under the table, glancing at Paula to make sure she’s still fixated on her papers. He sinks down in his chair a bit until he can just brush the side of Blaine’s shoe, crossed neatly over the other.

Blaine glances at him and immediately realises what he’s doing, stretching his legs out as well. Kurt smirks at Blaine and drags the tip of his toe along the inside of Blaine’s foot.

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Little Numbers by iknowitainteasy (tumblr user heartwolf)

“Tell me everything.”

“Everything.”

“Kurt!”

“I mean it. It’s- He’s everything.”



"Like The First Time" - Chris/Will 

missbeizy:

Will convinces Chris to give bottoming another try.

The first time they talk about it, it’s two sentences exchanged in Will’s bedroom in Ventura and it goes like this:

"Preference?" Will forces out in between hungry kisses, his hand down Chris’ pants.

"I like to top," Chris answers, and pushes Will down onto the bed.

That’s it. Full stop.

The second time, they’re dating and not just fooling around behind everyone’s backs, at a party at Cam’s without Sam also in attendance for once.

While Will has no complaints about what they’ve been doing in bed, he tries to start a conversation about it—with a terrible joke—that Chris has no desire to have, and the attempt falls flat. Chris gives him that look that says not here and you know why, and yeah, he’s beginning to realize that the lines Chris draws are in completely different places than the lines his previous boyfriends have drawn, and also there’s about twelve thousand more of them.

That is just alright, because Will has known since pretty much their first real conversation that Chris is the man he’s going to wake up next to every day for the rest of his life.

It’s that simple for him.

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Fic: Forever Feels Like Home, Part 5/20 

spinmybowtie:

Title: Forever Feels Like Home (Part 5/20)
Rating: NC-17 overall, PG for this part
Word Count: ~1700 / ~62,000
Summary: Kurt Hummel is a senior in college and he’s tired of waiting to meet his soulmate. He decides to take matters into his own hands by placing an ad in the newspaper. The response he gets is more than he could have ever imagined. Written for this prompt on GKM: Kurt sends a newspaper advertisement to find his soulmate. Blaine answers via the newspaper.
Warnings: none for this chapter
A/N: Thank you again to star55 and nachochang. I’m changing up the posting schedule from Mon/Thurs to Sun/Wed, mainly because Mondays are kinda crappy for me and tend to be a very long work day. I hope that’s okay! This chapter is on the shorter side, but they do start getting longer soon. Thanks so much to everyone reading!

From the beginning: AO3

Chapter 5: AO3



Fic: Now’s Your Chance (7/?)  

slayerkitty:

Media: Fic
Verse: Chance Verse
Title: Now’s Your Chance
Author: slayerkitty
Characters/Pairings: Klaine, Background Finchel, Cooper Anderson, The Anderson Family, Various Misc Canon Characters Through Season 4 (including Chandler, Adam and Sebastian).
Genre: AU, Romance, Angst, Hurt/Comfort
Warnings: Meta (Lots of it), Inaccuracies with regards to film/television industry, Inaccuracies with living in New York, Infidelity (not Kurt or Blaine)
Rating: NC-17 (Overall)
Spoilers: 5.02
Word Count: This Chapter: 3,002/Total: 31,570(so far)
Disclaimer: Glee and its characters are not mine. I’m just playing with them. The songs are not mine either.
Summary: The perfect dream. The perfect life. Or what happens when Kurt and Blaine realize that everyday life continues once your dreams come true.

Author’s Note: So this is the third story in the “Chance” series. You’ll need to have read An Accidental Chance and Chances Are for this one to make any sense. For a long time, I said that I was done with this verse. I had burned myself out and wasn’t sure I wanted to come back to it, no matter how much I love it. Finally, after much discussion with my betas and an itch to write something, I decided that was going to come back here, to finish out Kurt and Blaine’s story in this verse. I mean, Cooper Anderson didn’t even exist when I started writing these!! :D

There’s a lot(I mean A LOT)of meta here. Fandom tropes, in jokes, and real life cast member events may be twisted to suit my purposes for this fic (except for what happened with Cory. That will not happen in any way in this verse and Finn is very much alive, if in the background, for those that need that warning). As a whole, it’s largely an AU of season four. Warnings and ratings may vary by chapter.

If you want progress updates, or want to leave me a prompt for this verse, my tumblr is here. I am tentatively accepting prompts again, so hit me up!

So many, many thanks to beautifulhigh, star55 and unproductivepeanut for being my betas on this, including beautifulhigh betaing right in my living room while she was on vacation. You gals are the best. <3

In Depth:

This week we sat down with the new guy on the set of New York Life, Chandler Keihl.

I: Tell us a little bit about yourself – is this your first job?

CK: It is! *bounces a little in his chair* I was headed to NYU and I saw the open casting call for Thomas and got the part. Totally not what I expected, but C’est La vie!

I: How’s it been working with the cast? 

CK: Amazing! They’re really great guys and they’ve made me feel so at home, I can’t even. 

I: You’re originally from Lima, Ohio, right? What’s it been like moving to New York? 

CK: Like a dream! I’ve known for years this is where I wanted to be and now here I am! I met Blaine’s boyfriend, Kurt Hummel, at a store called Between the Sheets back in Ohio and it’s been really nice to have someone here that I already know. 

I: Can you tell us anything upcoming for Thomas and James?

CK: *Laughs* Nope, ‘cause then I’d have to kill ya, don’tcha know. 

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daltoneering:

anon prompted: skank!kurt and nerd!blaine

(warnings for dumb jocks being homophobic and bullying)

The bell signalling the end of lunch rang eight minutes ago, and Blaine still isn’t in his history class.

He shuffles through the rest of his papers and straightens them as fast as he can, willing himself not to take the time to make sure everything’s in the right place and arranged by date. His folder is waiting open on the table, and he slides the pile in quickly, snapping it shut and shoving it into his bag.

It’s not his fault he’s late for class. Mr Carter held him back after math to congratulate him on his 100% score on the latest test, and while he appreciated the recognition, he only had fifteen minutes for lunch before he had to head to the chemistry department to run his 9th Grade tutor group. And then of course one of the slightly less bright students stayed after to ask about valence electrons, which meant finishing late again and therefore not being on time for history class.

It also really doesn’t help that the chemistry department is on the complete opposite side of the school from history. He jogs down the empty corridors, bag bouncing against his side, and briefly considers changing over his books at his locker before deciding that he definitely does not have enough time.

He turns down the corridor past the Spanish rooms and immediately squeaks to a halt because—

Karofsky and his gang of thuggish jocks are standing at the far end, and they don’t look happy. Unfortunately, they see him immediately, one hand clasping his bag strap as he freezes on the spot.

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gingerberrysnap asked:
Based off your tongue ring/tattoo fic: times Blaine tries and fails to lie to Burt about things relating to Kurt. :D

musingsonaredradish:

It didn’t take long for Burt to realize that Blaine was the weak link. 

Neither of the boys were great fibbers, but Kurt excelled at diversions. He could talk around a question for hours, getting angry about something else until you were on the defensive and storming off in a huff before you even realized he hadn’t answered your question in the first place.

Blaine, on the other hand, carried with him a strong moral compass that made it nearly impossible for him to avoid answering a direct question when asked. Coupled with Blaine’s intense determination to stay on Burt’s good side (Burt didn’t know Blaine’s dad but he knew he was rather lacking in the warmth department, and he often wondered if that had anything to do with it), that compass made Blaine Anderson just about the worst liar Burt Hummel had ever seen.

Burt tried not to take advantage of that fact, but well—sometimes he just couldn’t help it. Like the first time Kurt asked to go to a sleepover at Mercedes’ house after he and Blaine had become official (Burt wouldn’t call it ‘started dating’ because those boys had been dating as long as they’d known each other). Blaine was over at the house for Friday dinner, and he and Burt were watching Sportscenter while Kurt finished up cooking. 

"So what are you up to tomorrow night?" Burt asked during a commercial. Blaine froze, his cheeks turning pink.

"I, uh—" Blaine started, before rubbing his hand along the back of his neck. "Why do you ask?"

"Kurt’s hanging out with the girls tomorrow night, right?" Burt asked, frowning as Blaine’s mouth began working like a fish. "Blaine?"

"Yes?" Blaine asked, and Burt wasn’t sure which question it was meant to be a response to.

"Is Kurt hanging out with the girls tomorrow night?" Burt asked, and Blaine’s eyes turned big and sad. 

"I think he said he was doing that," Blaine replied. "Right?"

"Kurt’s not having a sleepover with the girls, is he," Burt said, suddenly putting it all together. "He’s having a sleepover with you."

Blaine’s face crumpled. “Yes.”

Burt sighed, wishing he had a beer. “Ah, come on, don’t look like that.”

"I’m sorry," Blaine said. "We didn’t mean to lie—"

"Of course you did," Burt said, shaking his head. "You’re just no damn good at it."


Fic: Forever Feels Like Home, Part 4/20 

spinmybowtie:

Title: Forever Feels Like Home (Part 4/20)
Rating: NC-17 overall, PG for this part
Word Count: ~3000 / ~62,000
Summary: Kurt Hummel is a senior in college and he’s tired of waiting to meet his soulmate. He decides to take matters into his own hands by placing an ad in the newspaper. The response he gets is more than he could have ever imagined. Written for this prompt on GKM: Kurt sends a newspaper advertisement to find his soulmate. Blaine answers via the newspaper.
Warnings: none for this chapter
A/N: Thank you again to star55 and nachochang. And thank you to everyone reading! :) 

From the beginning: AO3

Chapter 4: AO3



princehummel:

They say every relationship has its ups and downs. However, there have been an awful lot of downs lately. 5x16 reaction. ao3

Kurt wakes up the morning after their talk with a heavy weight in his chest. His hand is at Blaine’s waist - he remembers that they’d spent so long in bed together last night that he refused to let Blaine go back to Mercedes’ apartment so late. It had been reasonable, of course, given his experience a few weeks ago. He was, indirectly, protecting Blaine.

And he sees that Blaine has a point: the balance has shifted. He’s no longer running scared, standing up only to be torn right back down, relying on Blaine and the tiny dredges of determination he always had that held fast regardless of anything. And Blaine - he’s a star, Kurt knows it, but he’s not acting like one anymore.

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zavocado:

Okay, I’m not even reading over my own writing, I’m sorry. 5.16 reaction fic. Blangst, Kurt POV, boys talking about things and understanding each other while naked and cuddled up in a bed. Ahahaha, angst.

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            ”We should never go a week without that again,” Blaine mumbled. Kurt kissed his neck and snuggled closer, keeping one hand on Blaine’s belly. It still felt the same to him when he rubbed over it–Blaine loved having his tummy rubbed when they cooled down–maybe a little fuller when Blaine exhaled, but still beautiful.

            “Mmm, no more porn sites?”

            “No, they’re all muscle heads so I never got very far anyway,” Blaine admitted. Kurt giggled a little and kissed his neck again. “You don’t care?”

            “About the porn?”

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