my-kurtbastian

Fic: Unspoken (1/?)

Pairing: Kurtbastian
Rating: Eventual NC-17
Written for this deaf!Sebastian prompt on the GKM.

Kurt’s just about to take a sip of his coffee when something in his periphery makes him turn. A boy sits in a booth with his friends, carrying on a conversation in very fluent sign language. There’s a smirk on the boy’s face as he goes through signing a description.

A description of a boy.

Kurt takes a drink of his coffee and watches, eavesdropping on the silent conversation.

The description of the boy gets expanded. The boy apparently has a white t-shirt, black vest, pale skin…

Kurt’s eyes drop to his own outfit and he grins privately to himself. That boy is describing him. And he has no idea Kurt can understand.

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The Plan (5/7)

Pairing: Kurtbastian

Summary: Kurt has a Plan; he’s going to go to New York City and study musical theatre at NYU. He will become a successful Broadway actor. He will date loads of interesting and witty guys. But then Kurt gets accepted to Carnegie Mellon University and falls in love with the program and the city of Pittsburgh. It’s there that he runs into Sebastian Smythe at a college party–former nemesis Sebastian Smythe. And suddenly Kurt’s Plans get changed, ever so slightly.

Rating: NC-17

Word Count: ~12k total

A/N: This story is complete and will be uploaded regularly. Major shout out to Ashley for reading this through beforehand and rooting me on.

Chapter One / AO3

Chapter Five / AO3

Fic: Unspoken (3/?)

Pairing: Kurtbastian
Rating: Eventual NC-17
Written for this deaf!Sebastian prompt on the GKM.

A/N: Okay, remember how I said that all future updates would be on the GKM. Yeah, I lied about that. There’s another fill for this prompt and posting each update there would be really messy, so it’s going to be posted on my tumblr instead. :)

From Sebastian Smythe: Are we still on for coffee at four?

Kurt smiles as he reads the message and taps out a quick Yep before tucking his phone back into his pocket and entering the choir room, immediately struck by the tension in the room that is threatening to jab a pin into the little bubble of happiness he’s felt like he’s been floating in all day. Everyone looks tense, save for Sugar.

Sugar has her arms crossed smugly across her chest and is staring at him with a haughty expression. When Rachel crosses the short distance to take his hand, there’s sadness and something that looks almost like pity in her eyes as she leads him to a small circle of chairs.

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Complicated

Prompt: 100 Drabble Challenge
Number: 2/100
Pairing: Kurtbastian. You should just come to accept that the majority, if not all, of these drabbles are gonna be Kurtbastian ficlets.

Kurt and Sebastian have just finished yet another argument and frankly, Kurt’s exhausted. He doesn’t have quite as much energy for this as he used to. He doesn’t know exactly when his arguments with Sebastian dissolved from witty banter into actual, rather hurtful verbal sparring, but he wishes he could go back to that moment and take it back.

He chances a glance over at Sebastian and, to his boyfriend’s credit, he does look pretty guilty. The silence carries on for a few moments more, before Sebastian breaks it by saying, “This… is a lot harder than I thought it would be.”

Kurt doesn’t have to ask what Sebastian means by ‘this’. He knows. He responds by quirking an eyebrow at him and asking, “You thought it’d be easy?”

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Fic: Unspoken (4/?)

Pairing: Kurtbastian
Rating: NC-17
Written for this deaf!Sebastian prompt on the GKM.

A/N: Sorry for the wait and for the fact that this is a fairly short chapter. The story is in the process of being outlined, but I wanted to get something out tonight. :)

Come in. The living room is right around the corner,” Sebastian signs, smiling as he takes off his Dalton blazer and hangs it on the coat rack in the entryway. “I’m just going to go change into something that’s not this.”

Kurt nods silently, looking away from Sebastian quickly to let his eyes scan the home he’s just entered. All the furnishings are a rich, dark mahogany and warm, inviting colors. He realizes that he’s now alone in the biggest house he’s ever seen and can’t help but peer into all the little alcoves on his way to the living room where he’s met with tasteful decoration and more of the rich mahogany that Kurt quickly finds himself falling in love with.

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Introduction

Prompt: 100 Drabble Challenge
Number: 1/100
Pairing: Kurtbastian (surprise, surprise)
A/N: Season 2 AU where it’s Sebastian who goes with Kurt to confront Karofsky at McKinley and the scene plays out very differently. For @riddikuluslypunk.

Kurt’s plan to confront Karofsky about what happened in the locker room is not going so smoothly. He enlisted Sebastian as back up just in case things had gotten out of hand, but he’d insisted that he’d wanted to be the one to do the talking. However, Karofsky isn’t as open as he’d hoped and is currently invading his personal space, looking very angry. 

Just as he’s about to say something, Sebastian storms over and steps in between himself and Karofsky. “What seems to be the fucking problem here?”

Kurt immediately attempts to diffuse the situation. “Sebastian, it’s fine, let me handle it,” he says from behind him, but to no avail. Sebastian and Karofsky are already staring each other down viciously.

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The Plan (2/7)

Pairing: Kurtbastian

Summary: Kurt has a Plan; he’s going to go to New York City and study musical theatre at NYU. He will become a successful Broadway actor. He will date loads of interesting and witty guys. But then Kurt gets accepted to Carnegie Mellon University and falls in love with the program and the city of Pittsburgh. It’s there that he runs into Sebastian Smythe at a college party–former nemesis Sebastian Smythe. And suddenly Kurt’s Plans get changed, ever so slightly.

Rating: NC-17

Word Count: ~12k total

A/N: This story is complete and will be uploaded regularly.

Chapter One / AO3

Chapter Two / AO3

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The Smell of Old Books

Summary: AU. Sebastian runs a bookstore. When Kurt goes to buy a book, Sebastian asks him out on a date. They make a deal that if Sebastian can guess his name correctly, Kurt will go out on the date with him.

Kurt loves the bookshop on eighty-fifth street. It has a little coffee shop inside, and it smells like old books. The books themselves aren’t stacked neatly. Instead, they’re both sideways and vertical, and they overflow past the bookshelves onto the floor, put in piles.

“Wuthering Heights?”

“Huh?” Kurt looks up at the man who runs the bookshop. The man is attractive except for the look of disdain on his face.

“You’re buying Wuthering Heights?” the bookshop owner repeats.

“Yes. Would you rather I didn’t buy something from your shop? I can return it,” Kurt says, feeling somewhat hurt.

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Fic: Unspoken (5/?)

Pairing: Kurtbastian
Rating: Overall NC-17 (This chapter PG)
Written for this deaf!Sebastian prompt on the GKM.

When the final bell rings on Thursday, Kurt couldn’t possibly be more eager to get the hell out of McKinley. His day started with a Slushee facial and was interspersed with being hip-checked into lockers and having a jock dump a carton of milk over his lunch tray, ruining his food. So, he’s hurrying to put his books away and get to his car.

“Hey, pretty pony,” Santana greets as she strides over, leaning against his locker and crossing her arms. “My parents are leaving to go to something–I don’t know. I didn’t pay attention. Anyway, they’re leaving Friday and I’m having an intimate little get together in their absence.”

Kurt shuts his locker and turns to face Santana. “An intimate get together?” he asks, an eyebrow raised. Santana’s lips twitch up into a smirk and she shrugs, so Kurt continues. “And why exactly are you telling me this?”

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Drive My Car || KURTBASTIAN

It had been a really hectic first week for Kurt. Being Billy Holiday’s assistant was in no way an easy job, in fact, Kurt was reminded of him being Andrea in the Devil Wears Prada, one of his favorites flicks, and Billy being Miranda Presley. But Kurt would have bee lying if he said he didn’t like his work, in fact, he enjoyed it, and did everything in his power to do his best, by keeping all of Holiday’s wishes and whims, and work to date and in order. Nevertheless, come Friday night, he was also eager to get home and make it the start of a good and relaxing weekend, just so he could charge his batteries for Monday.

That night Kurt was supposed to meet Sam, just a couple of old friend having some dinner and a drink, while they caught up with their lives since the last time they saw one another. But just as he was walking out of the Chic Allure building, his phone buzzed inside the pocket of his coat. Kurt pulled his phone out, then sighed as he read the text. Something came up, that was all Kurt read before he pocketed his phone again, then he turned on his spot and started to make the walk to the bus stop. Hopefully one would pass by soon.

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Fic: Unspoken (9/9) [Complete]

Pairing: Kurtbastian
Rating: Overall NC-17 (This chapter NC-17) 
Written for this deaf!Sebastian prompt on the GKM.

A/N: This is it. :) Thank you all for sticking with me through the unexpected hiatuses and awkward update schedule. I love you all! I’m going to hopefully have the .pdf version of this up by tonight. 

After two hours, six ignored text message, and three declined Skype calls, Kurt decides he’s had enough. He grabs his keys and phone and climbs in his car, pointing it toward Westerville.

When he gets to the Smythe house, Sebastian’s car is the only one in the driveway. He throws his own car into park and pulls out his phone.

To Sebastian Smythe: I’m outside.

He doesn’t get an answer. It’s clear that he’s being ignored, but if he could just explain what happened… It was all a huge misunderstanding. The boy at the coffee shop means absolutely nothing and if Sebastian would stop being so damn unreasonable…

Kurt’s fist bangs hard on the front door and he knows Sebastian knows he’s here. He growls under his breath and pulls his phone back out, growing very, very tired of being ignored.

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