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Fic: Finally Found The Boy

Based off my tags on this post#okay but combine all four: person a works at a coffeeshop #person b works at a flowershop #they start fake dating to cover for person a who’s lied to their parents about meeting their soulmate #but then they do whatever thing reveals soulmates while fake dating and start REAL DATING #THE END

Title from “I Can Hear The Bells.” PG, ~1700 words, mostly fluff. Thanks to skivvy for the soulmate identifying idea!

Kurt brightened when he saw Blaine approaching from across the street, clearly coming over for their mutual fifteen-minute breaks - Kurt’s from the flower shop, and Blaine’s from Starbucks. Blaine always brought over a couple of drinks for them to share, claiming his employee discount was too good not to use, even if he didn’t always have a reason to take advantage of Kurt’s discount in return.

When Blaine entered with his phone pressed against his ear and a frustrated look on his face, however, Kurt became concerned.

“Yeah, Mom, I kn - of course I’m happy for Coop - I actually met my soulmate, too, Mom!” Blaine said. He wasn’t being particularly loud, but his voice rang through the quiet flower shop all the same, taking on an echo in Kurt’s head.

Met my soulmate

Met my soulmate

Met my soulmate

Kurt’s heart sank into the sewers below. He’d known for a few weeks now that Blaine was his soulmate - ever since he heard Blaine laugh at one of his jokes, hearty and genuine. He was hoping that Blaine would hear his Sound in return soon, because he wasn’t sure if Blaine would believe him without proof, but apparently that hope was misplaced.

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Famous!Kurt fic recs

The perfect follow-up to the famous!Blaine fics is a list of famous!Kurt fics :-)

Fanfare, by @chatterboxrose.

When Blaine is bullied in high school for being gay, he takes courage in the fact that his idol Kurt Hummel is openly gay. And then, of course, they meet, and it’s magic :-)

War of the Words, by @arainymonday.

Both Kurt and Blaine are famous online book reviewers, and they don’t share the same views (to put it mildly). Only, when they meet, one day, their chemistry is off the charts …

Not Like the Movies, by @unchainmylove (knightlycat).

Kurt is a famous film star with a stalker, Blaine is hired as his body guard and posing as his boyfriend so as not to raise suspicion. This story is so beautifully written! Your heart aches for Blaine, who’s kind of love-starved, and you root for the both of them to get together from the very start.

No Regrets, Just Love, by xBleedingBlackRosex.

Kurt is a famous fashion designer, Blaine is a singer/songwriter. They prove to be soulmates, and this is about their first meeting. Short but sweet. Unfortunately removed from ff dot net by the author :-( Anyone who knows her and could persuade her to post her stories again?

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hidden-hermione  asked:

"both of our flights home for Christmas got snowed in by a freaking blizzard, there’s only one room left at the airport Hilton and we can’t get out of here for like, three days" for Klaine, please. I find myself with a mighty need for this, with how much time i spent in hotels last month.


I’m sorry this is so laaaate (I compensated with the length of it ;))

Klaine Bingo: Snowed in

Fits todaydreambelievers ’ Prompt 10 ;)

Available on AO3

That was not planned at all.

Fly before Christmas to get to his parents’ house in time to help for the festivities before letting his mom smother him in hot chocolate, cookies and some of her special Christmas Carbonara, that’s the plan.

But now Blaine is trying to bury his face in his hands, as the voice in the speakers confirms what he feared.

All the planes are stuck to the ground until the snowstorm is over.

Snowed in in an airport because of a blizzard.


At least the company is taking them to the closest hotel–the Hilton, no less, and Blaine is busy sulking, his forehead against the window of the shuttle.

He can hear a father and his daughter talking, or playing, and it makes him smile infinitesimally but no, he prefers to sulk.

And as soon as the last passenger of the shuttle arrives and they get to the hotel, Blaine intends on using the vouchers given by the airline to empty the mini-bar and gets to sulk in a more drunken fashion.

“Excuse me.”

Blaine turns his head towards the voice.

“I’m the last one here, but I don’t know what’s going on.”

What’s going on is that there is a silver lining that matches your sinful pants, he-llo.

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[Fic] Leave Your Fear in the Fray: Prologue

Otherwise known as, that one time Tony Stark unknowingly slept with a goddess and his life changed forever. 

Special thanks to andiheardeverything and spinmybowtie for putting up with my crazy during the writing of my fic, and hopefully continuing to do so as I move into the actual plot of this. 

You can track this fic through the tag “Fic: Leave Your Fear in the Fray" 

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Tony Stark has never been in any danger of being labeled a “good person.” Genius? Visionary? Prodigy? Sexiest man alive? Hell, even at times self-obsessed? Of course. He’s heard all of that in the last hour alone. A good person is not something Tony Stark will ever be considered, no matter how many lives his technology saves overseas. It’s not because he couldn’t be a hero. Hell, his dad was an asshole and he’s still classified an American war hero by many — not all, as his work on the Manhattan project was controversial — but many. Tony could be a hero, but he’s made the conscious decision not to be.

It started early for him, probably around the time that he was old enough to realize that his father, the great Howard Stark, wasn’t all the papers made him out to be. He was cold, calculating, and lacked any affection for his son. The expectations that Tony would one day take over the company were high. He was expected to study hard and excel in school so that he could grow up and be just like his father. So he did, and in many ways, he was even smarter than his old man. He doubted Howard Stark ever built a circuit board at the age of 4. However, he never felt like he was good enough, and his dad died before Tony ever heard him say he was proud of him.

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It Feels Like the First Time

Blaine breaks his arm and has to undergo surgery. When he comes round from the anesthesia with Kurt at his side, he briefly forgets he’s married. Based on this hilarious video and gifset. Written for Heather who needed some fluff this week. 2.8K [AO3]

“Papa, papa!” Elizabeth shrieked, running into the house, her curly brown hair a blur behind her.

Kurt looked up from the outfit he’d been sketching. The hair on the back of his neck stood up as he took in the look of wide-eyed terror on his daughter’s face. “What’s wrong?” he asked, already on his feet and poised to spring into action.

“Daddy’s hurt. He told me to get you,” she answered, worrying her bottom lip between her teeth.

“Show me,” Kurt directed, grabbing his cell phone off the desk and sliding it into his pocket before he followed Elizabeth out the door and into the backyard.

Blaine was sitting awkwardly on the ground next to the tire swing, his right arm drawn up to his chest, cradled gingerly by his left hand. “Honey?” Kurt called out as he knelt beside him, stomach twisting as he got a brief glimpse at Blaine’s arm which was jutting out at an unnatural angle.

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Fic: Beyond Expectation

Someone previously called klaineniffhuntbastianmalec prompted: mafia/soulmate klaine. Kurt works at the lima bean, which was just bought by the Anderson family. Kurt hates the family since they’re the local mafia. Blaine’s name is on Kurt, doesn’t matter where, and has no idea his new boss is also his soulmate.

Kurtana friendship, ~1700 words, PG-13, probably much fluffier than anything “mafia” usually is.

“I’m going to quit, I’m going to quit, I swear to God I’m going to quit.”

“What’s got your panties in a bunch this time, Hummel? Customer pay for their six dollar latte entirely in change?” Santana asked as she walked into the storage room, tying her apron around her waist.

“Oh, ha ha,” Kurt said snidely, unamused as ever by Santana’s remarks about his ‘prissiness’ - her word, not his. “No, Santana, for once it’s actually something you might consider a real grievance.”

“That bitch came back and demanded we give her a free drink for ‘loyalty’ again? I’ll-”

“The Andersons bought the Lima Bean,” Kurt interrupted before she could build up a head of steam.

“What?” Santana said, genuinely surprised for once.

“The Andersons. Bought. The Lima Bean,” Kurt repeated, enunciating each part of the sentence sharply. “We’re now officially employed by the local mafia.”

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Anything You Want Or Need

Gravitation cannot be held responsible for people falling in love. How on earth can you explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love? Put your hand on a stove for a minute and it seems like an hour. Sit with that special girl for an hour and it seems like a minute. That’s relativity. -Albert Einstein

Artist: @heartstringsduet (whom tumblr won’t tag, huzzah)
Rating: If we were using UK film ratings, 15? Y’know, strippers, Blaine’s imagination, Santana’s boobs, Kurt’s thighs…
Word Count: ~9K
Warnings (if any): sex work (strippers), brief mention of canon character death (Finn)
Fic Summary: The last place Blaine expects to find happiness is in the back room of a strip club, and yet… (Meet cute, essentially.)
Notes: Title lifted, not that it bears any significance, specifically, to this story, from Ray Kurzweil’s ‘The Age of Spiritual Machines’. (I could elaborate on why I’m choosing a phrase from a sentient AI to title a story about sex work, but I’m sure it’s fairly obvious, really.) Also, massive thanks to misqueue for going through this for me and helping to make it something that actually works instead of just floundering uselessly in endless middle. My gratitude is truly bottomless.
Also up at the AO3.

You were working as a waitress in a cocktail bar when I met you…

Blaine Anderson isn’t supposed to be sitting in a dead car on an abandoned street in suburban Ohio. He’s supposed to be drinking overpriced alcohol in an airport lounge, waiting for his flight back to his home and his actual life. He checks his phone, and the battery flicks from 7% to dead just as he unlocks it. He blinks slowly and breathes through his nose, and then reaches for his bag to find his charger, only to find it isn’t there and is, probably, still at his mother’s house. He can’t even call her to ask her to check, or to mail it to him. He pinches the bridge of his nose and sighs, closes his eyes against the rain and mutters a curse into the cool recirculated air.

Beyond the windshield, the rain – which has been a steady drizzle the entire time he has been in town with his mom – turns predictably into a downpour, hammering a miserable tattoo on the glass, and he sits and watches for a moment. It is, he thinks, as he pulls his jacket over his head and throws the door of the car open, proof that there is absolutely no god. No higher power is watching over him today. He is, he decides, as he steps out of the car into the sticky humidity of the late evening summer rain - right into a puddle that splashes over the top of his shoe and ruins an almost new pair of $5000 bespoke Oxfords - completely alone down here. Just the same as everybody else.

He swears again, slams the car door, and dashes across the street and beneath the awning of the only place that he can see in this cow town that looks open. In his shoes, his bare feet swim in what feels like sludge, uncomfortable and disgusting, and he’s sure he can feel gel dripping down the back of his neck, collecting tacky in his collar. It’s awful. He straightens his jacket with a firm tug, grimaces at the pants which are stuck to his thighs, and thinks again: If there were a God, he’d have a cell with a battery that actually lasted one goddamn day. He has work back in New York that he needs to get to, has a meeting he has to make that could change his life, and if he even makes his flight, he’ll be shocked. He’ll be amazed, even. But right now, he’s stuck beneath the awning of the one place open at this time of day, with the keys to a car that won’t start in one hand, his wallet in his breast pocket, and a dead phone.

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Fic: Up All Night

Lorna anderson-hastings told me to write overtired snuggles/kisses, which turned into uberworried!Kurt and soothing!Blaine as expectant fathers.

1000+ words, G, hopefully nice and hurt/comfort-y.

Blaine awoke in the middle of the night to an empty bed and a light on in the nursery. If a baby actually lived there, then that probably wouldn’t be too weird, but since he and Kurt still had a few months to go before they were officially fathers, he was kind of confused.

He took a moment to rub the sleep out of his eyes before standing up and padding down the hallway, yawning as he went. When he walked into the soon-to-be-nursery, though, he thought he might still be dreaming.

Kurt was frenetically painting, covering both the walls and himself in the calming sea green they’d chosen since they were keeping the baby’s sex a surprise until it was born. There were streaks along Kurt’s arms and cheeks, even some in his hair, and one right on the tip of his nose that Blaine just wanted to kiss in his mushy, half-awake state.

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klaine advent drabble challenge day 5: escape

word count: 1960

When Blaine entered the animal shelter that day, he wasn’t expecting to come out with a three legged dalmatian in his care.

Honestly, he was looking for an older dog. One that would be happy to snooze next to him while he studied on the couch or stroll through central park at a leisurely pace. It had been a hard few months - the end of a two year relationship that Blaine had seen lasting for the rest of his life, three rejections from three grad school music programs, and the switch to a new medication that left him bedbound and numb for a solid two weeks. He was desperate for something that he could take care of that wouldn’t just crap out on him like a plant.

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Teach Me How To Love (part 5) Almost Doesn't Count

Here’s the next part. It would have been more if I wasn’t dealing with so much crap. Anyway the title of this chapter goes out to dayjavoo1 thanks for reading.  And I’m still open to more title suggestions. If this is ur first time reading this please check the tags below for the other parts. Or search TEACH ME HOW TO LOVE FANFIC 


“What are you doing here, Finn?” Mercedes asked avoiding the stare Sam was casting upon her. She could tell that he was upset that she didn’t tell him that she knew the Finn that he spoke of. She really didn’t think Finn would actually just drop by her office like this.

“Oh…I just thought it would be a good idea to surprise you since I tried calling you and couldn’t reach you on your cell. I brought you these flowers that I know you love so much!” Finn added before walking over to her and leaning in to give her a kiss on the lip. Mercedes turned her head just in time to allow his lips to graze her cheek instead before stepping back and looking over at Marley.

“Marley, can you please take these flowers from Finn and put them in some water?”

“Sure thing!” she stated taking the flowers from Finn and walking away. Mercedes really didn’t want her relationship to be on display for her receptionist to see, let alone her patient, who was standing there glaring at Finn.

“Finn, this is not the time or the place!” she stated forcing a stern smile his way. Finn nodded then looked over to where Sam still stood watching the two of them.

“Oh, hey sup man! I didn’t mean to intrude.” He stated extending his hand for Sam to shake. “I just really needed to see my fiancée. You know how that is, right?” he asked chuckling as Sam looked down at his hand and then over at Mercedes again.

“You don’t remember me, Finn?” Sam asked as Finn finally put his hand down. He chuckled again shaking his head.

“Should I remember you?”

“Finn, just go in my office and let me finish with my patient here.” Mercedes said. After all this was still her place of business. Last thing she needed was for an all-out brawl to break out over something that occurred way back in high school.

“Alright babe, don’t keep me waiting too long!” he stated kissing her again on the cheek and going into her office and closing the door. Sam shook his head and turned to leave, stopping when Mercedes ran to him and stopped him.


“Why didn’t you tell me he was your fiancé?” he asked not even looking down at her. She sighed noticing Marley heading their way with the flowers.

“My relationship has nothing to do with my ability to help you.”

“Are you serious right now?” he asked finally looking down at her. “How can I trust you when at night you go home to the one guy that took my girlfriend away from me in high school?”

“I am a professional, Mr. Evans!” she replied lowering her voice as she watched Marley pretend as if she wasn’t listening. “Now if you feel that this is a conflict of interest, I can recommend my colleague on the 3rd floor. I can refer you to Blaine Anderson for this Friday instead.” She stated walking over to where Marley was and pulled out a referral sheet. She could hear Sam sigh behind her before walking over to her and pulling the pen from her hand.

“I am not going through this again with another doctor! I’ll see you on Friday at noon as we discussed.” He stated dropping the pen and then walking out. Mercedes had to catch herself as she watched him strut out of the office as if he was running things. It was definitely turning her on. She turned and noticed it had affected Marley as well.

“Now that I have the time…you and I have some things to discuss about your behavior while working for me, Marley.”

“Yes Mercedes?”

“I am signing you up for some classes that you will take during your lunch. These classes are mandatory for you to continue working for me. You’re the first line of contact my patients have to me and I need to know that you will remain professional at all times. So that means, no flirting with the patients and remembering what your job description includes.” Mercedes added as she wrote down the name of the classes on a sheet of paper then handed them to her. Marley took the papers from her and read it over with a frown on her face.

“Did I do something wrong, Mercedes?” Marley asked as she watched Mercedes walk over to her office door.

“You’re recent behavior with Mr. Evans has been questionable. If it were anyone else I would have fired you but I really like you Marley and want to keep you here.” She replied holding the door and then turned to her once more. “Don’t make me regret that!” she stated before entering her office and closing the door.


“Finn, you shouldn’t have come here! This is my place of business and you know I don’t like people in my personal affairs.” She stated moving away from him as he tried to kiss her again. “And I told you we were over…that’s why you have the ring.” She stated as she tried to move papers around on her desk.

“Speaking of rings, I brought it with me just in case you choose to put it back on after I explain things to you.” Finn said flashing his lopsided grin at her. She rolled her eyes before sitting down in her chair and looking at him.

“What is there to explain? You have a child out there with your ex-girlfriend…I think I pretty much get it!” Mercedes watched as the grin on his face faded, which in turn made hers appear. “I told you that if I heard anymore rumors we were through!”

“Look Mercedes, I didn’t see a reason to tell you about the child because Quinn gave the baby up for adoption!” he stated and prayed that she would believe him. Mercedes felt terrible that she didn’t give him an opportunity to explain himself. She couldn’t help but notice how sincere he was looking as he held that enormously cheesy teddy bear in front of him. Then she heard the voice of Unique in the back of her head and she snapped back to reality. He still never mentioned having a child out there and to her that was another lie.

“Finn, you need to leave!” she stated turning back to her computer and started to type just to avoid looking at him. She could see in her peripherals that he had the dumb baby look he always sported when his charming ways didn’t work on someone.

“Mercedes! It’s the truth! I swear!”

“Yes it’s the truth! But guess what? It’s too late! You waited…what…3 years…you’ve know for almost a decade! And only to tell me that you have a child with your ex, now! You have pictures of you in Mexico with Rachel Berry. All these crazy rumors! You have all these lies and rumors that just keep piling up on me and I’m supposed to run back to you…now?” she looked over at him as he frowned and continued. “I almost fell for your games, Finn Hudson, but almost doesn’t count!” she turned back to her computer and started typing again. “Now get out of my office with that ridiculous looking teddy bear!”

“Fine!” he said before kicking the chair that was near him and then swinging the door open and walking out. Mercedes closed her eyes and sighed remembering she was doing the right thing.

“Are you okay, Mercedes?” Marley asked running in and picking up the chair. Mercedes opened her eyes and smiled at her and shook her head.

“I am now!” she replied smiling. “Close my door please and throw away those flowers for me when you get a chance.” Marley smiled and closed the door before grabbing the flowers to discard them as she was instructed.

anonymous asked:

heyy, I am quite new to reading klaine fics and I was wondering could you tell me some classic multi chapter klaine fics that everyone has read and talks about. I don't mind whether it is smutty or fluffy or angst, just any you think are classics :)

That’s quite a tall order, my friend.  I will start you off with 10.  When you’ve finished with those, come back and we’ll chat about what you liked and I’ll hook ya up with some more!  Enjoy!

****Everyday - by whatIknew   (NC-17 Complete)  (This the best Klaine fic I’ve ever read - heartbreaking, romantic, insanely well written. Simply put - it’s PURE KLAINE! A MUST READ!)    A few days after their 2nd wedding anniversary, Kurt is in an accident and falls into a coma. Blaine struggles with the decision to let him go, and the night before they’re set to pull the plug, Kurt wakes up. One problem: He thinks it’s 2008 and that he is 14 years old. No New Directions, no Finn and Carole, and no Blaine. Blaine helps Kurt try to remember his old life while they consider starting a new one.


****Someone Like You by iconicklaine  (NC17 - COMPLETED - probably one of the best scenes ever in a fic *Chapter 3* - so damn good - seriously READ THIS FIC!!) -  Kurt and Blaine keep up their very own version of “When Harry Met Sally” for years, a friendship fraught with sexual tension and longing, until the agendas of Adele (yes, THE Adele), a bored NY socialite and a super-sweet hetero couple bring our boys together. The only problem is… they’re both in committed relationships.  *One of my top three fave fics EVER - will live in my heart and soul forever. 


****The Muse by Cimmerians (Rated NC17 Complete) Ignore the age difference and just bask in the love and honesty of this perfect fic.  Truly beautiful.  One of THE BEST FICS EVER. It’s a constant REread for me.  http://cimmerians.livejournal.com/42179.html

****Go Your Own Way by Zavocado (Rated NC17 - Complete)Kurt Hummel just wants to get through his Junior Year at McKinley in one piece. But when the new guy from Dalton Academy Reform School for Boys takes an alarming interest in him, he’s certain he’s going to be in for a wild ride. Badboy!Blaine, Klaine, AU Simply the BEST Badboy!Blaine fic EVER!  Everyone MUST read this fic (multiple times!) 


****Where There’s Smoke by Stoney  (NC17 - COMPLETE)  Fireman AU, set 7 years after graduation. Kurt is Kurt, except that he never met Blaine Anderson. Blaine grew up in Brooklyn with his mother and firefighter father. Rachel and Kurt have graduated NYADA, Kurt gained a Masters from Tisch, and now they’re in their first post-college apartment together ready to tackle their dreams. Unfortunately, Rachel never learned how to properly cook and almost sets their new house on fire. Enter Dreamy McFirepants. (has several one shot sequels to it as well)  This is definitely in my top 5 fave fics EVER.  I have read and reread this several times - it’s sweet, sexy and perfectly written - you will fall in love with Captain Anderson and Klaine - it’s simply BEAUTIFUL and a MUST READ!! 


****Syrup & Honey by LauGS (Rated M - Complete)    Kurt Hummel is 25 years old when he finds himself being the owner of the bakery he had been dreaming about his whole life, just in time to sweeten up Blaine Anderson’s days


****Little Numbers by iknowitainteasy (heartwolf on Tumblr) (Rated PG13 -COMPLETE)  (Blaine sends a text to the wrong number)  THIS IS A MUST READ FIC!  GO NOW!  


****Angel In A Red Vest by dontbefanci (NC-17 COMPLETE)  

Kurt is back home in Ohio, caring for an ailing dad and there’s a new fire chief in town. Secrets and circumstances make this particular rescue a bit more daunting than most. Warning for minor character death. *Yeah, read this NOW.


****CREMA by twobirdsonesong  (Rated M - Complete)  This is my new fave Klaine fic.  It’s wonderfully sweet, honest and romantic. You’ll want to wrap yourself up in this and never let it go.  Barista!Blaine


****Snapshots by Borogroves (Rated M - Complete) August 27, 2044. They say a picture paints a thousand words… and Kurt and Blaine have a whole scrapbook.     This fic is GORGEOUS. The writing, the story - everything. It has THE BEST KLAINE WEDDING EVER IN A FIC!