warbler fic

anonymous asked:

Flustered

always a good word with these two. ESPECIALLY WHEN IT’S BABY WARBLER!KLAINE!!!!! :D

blaaaah just spat this out really quickly in all my never-ending season 2 feels

(one word prompt thingy)

The Warblers are appropriately somber as the final notes of “Blackbird” ring through the council room, though no one seems to know what to say. In the ensuing silence, Kurt sniffles, tears pouring down his face and his voice tight when he says, “Thank you,” to the room at large. Everyone stays quiet for another beat or two, until Wes, looking at his folded hands on the desk, nods to himself and says, “A fitting farewell for our dearly departed Pavarotti.”

No one is looking at Kurt - not awkwardly, just politely, out of respect for his grief - but they all murmur in agreement with Wes’ sentiment.

Blaine, on the other hand, can’t stop looking at Kurt. He says nothing.

“Warblers, I think it’s only appropriate that we reconvene at tomorrow’s meeting,” Wes announces, banging his gavel with finality before standing up from the council table. “Kurt, please let the council know if you need anything.”

“That goes for all of us,” Nick adds.

Kurt thanks everyone again as they begin to file out of the room, but when he looks up, his eyes go directly to Blaine.

If Blaine speaks, he might just start babbling, or crying in sympathy, or worse. So he just breathes, trying to keep himself together in the wake of this… discovery? Revelation? Wake-up call? Whatever this is, it’s overwhelming, consuming all his senses as his mind, body, and heart finally seem to come to an agreement:

Kurt.

They are the last two in the room.

Kurt walks slowly towards him, rubbing his thumb along the edge of his “Blackbird” cassette tape before he slips it into his back pocket. He looks like an angel of death in a comic book in Blaine’s eyes, light and dark, elegant and beautiful in the way that lightning is elegant and beautiful. His sweet face is so sad, and still wet from crying, but he gives Blaine a soft smile when he reaches him.

“So… did we decide on the blazer piping issue for Sectionals? Did you even get it on the table yet, before I halted the proceedings?”

Blaine blinks, the question confusing in its distance from his current train of thought. What blazers? He couldn’t give two shits about a blazer right now. “I… uh.”

“I mean,” Kurt goes on, shrugging one shoulder and swiping delicately across his cheeks with the side of his hand, “I agree with you, that the Warblers could use a little shake-up. The issue is that the reversed color scheme just isn’t as aesthetically pleasing. Doing something different for the sake of it is usually a good thing, but not at the expense of style.”

“Uh. Here. “ Blaine hands Kurt a handkerchief from his bag, which Kurt takes with a grateful nod of his head before dabbing carefully under his eyes. “I… yeah.”

Kurt peers at Blaine from behind the handkerchief with a little frown. “Look, I know that was… a dramatic eulogy, for a bird, but I needed to do it. Pavarotti was important to me.”

“No, I – that’s not it. I’m just… having, um, a… a moment? It’s not–”

He can’t say, It’s not you, it’s me. It’s Kurt, all right. Everything is Kurt, and Blaine feels like an idiot for not understanding that sooner.

Kurt.

“That was perfect.” It’s the most honest thing Blaine can allow himself to say while the rest of his feelings are still tumbling around inside him. He has to adjust to this clarified sight.

“Oh. Well… thank you,” Kurt says, reaching out to hand Blaine his handkerchief.

Blaine gently pushes Kurt’s hand back towards him and says, “Keep it.” He notes, with a little jolt of pleasure, that Kurt clutches the tiny scarf against his chest with both hands like a token, smiling down at it for a moment before he looks back up at Blaine with those piercing, wet blue eyes.

Blaine isn’t sure this is the smartest thing to do in his current state, but he asks, “Do you want company? We could… watch a movie or something. Or… um, I don’t know.”

“Oh, thank you for the offer, but no. I need some time to myself now, if that’s all right.”

“Of course it’s all right, Kurt. Whatever you need.” Blaine’s heart aches for him.

Kurt.

“I’ll see you in the morning. Feel free to text me if you want.”

Blaine definitely wants. “Yeah. I’ll… see you.”

Kurt gives him a funny look, bemused by his awkward behavior, but he grins and waves the hand with the handkerchief in it as he leaves the room.

Blaine just stands there for a few more minutes, pressing his palms together in front of his face as the words for what he needs to express start to sort themselves out in his head.

He suddenly has a lot more to put on the council table than those silly blazers.

Over Again

Originally posted by marvilimagines

Originally posted by allghostillusions


Pairing: Sebastian Smythe x Reader

Request: “SEbastian Smythe X reader? Maybe where Blaine is your brother and when he throws the slushie you get mad and tell him the relationship is over and he argues it was meant for Kurt and u say it’s the same thing bc Kurt is family and Seb pleads for u to stay and she rejects him. Later after time being apart he tries to win her back and is successful (maybe this happens in college, they’re both studying to b lawyers and he gets a second chance bc he’s more mature now)hope I’m not a bother!❤️”

Word count: 2.512 (Oops, sorry.)

A/N: I’m sorry for the late post, but I hope you like it. It’s a little bit long, I know, but I didn’t know how to write the story line and I just went with the first thing that came in my mind. Thank you for requesting and you will never be a bother to me.

- G. x


People say that everything that has happened in the past remains in the past and we can’t do nothing to change it, but we know that we can always use the past as our point of reference to learn in the future.

But did they know that everything that we put in our heads stay there? Like we remember some things, don’t we? And usually we remember the things in the past that we want to forget and forget the things we want to remember.

These thoughts kept running through your mind as you studied for your Law and Government exams. You honestly couldn’t concentrate on your papers since the moment that you knew that Sebastian Smythe was studying in the same college you were attending. You both wanted to be lawyers, but you never thought that you could attend the same school one day, mostly after what he has done in high school.

Sebastian Smythe was your loving but snarky and annoying ex-boyfriend. You loved him so much and people knew how you both completed each other. He had many positive traits, such as his intelligence, his talent at singing and dancing, his capacity of treating girls right. Although, he was so competitive and he didn’t accept defeat. He was never the loser, so he always needed to play dirty.

You remembered how you met him and how he made you fall in love, even though you hated him at first.

“Hi, I am (Y/N) and I think that you are a douche bag.” You said to him annoyed. He was bothering Kurt while you two were in your favourite coffee shop, Lima Bean, and you thought that it was a great move to stand up for your brother’s boyfriend.

“Mademoiselle,” He flashed you a kinky smirk. “I am Sebastian and I don’t care of what you think.” He smiled sarcastically and you groaned because of his annoying gestures.

You started your conversation in that way, but you never thought that you would’ve loved him nevertheless his flaws and it never bothered you whenever he planned something bad just to obtain victory. It didn’t matter if he cheated or he stepped on other people, he should always win. You never minded him about doing those bad stuffs, until he made a really bad mess.

He was part of a glee club in high school, the Warblers, and so are you, but in a public school, New Directions. These two groups hated each other, since both of them wanted to win every sectionals, regionals and nationals and the memory of a terrible happening was still fresh in your mind, even though many years have already passed.

It was another day of fight with The Warblers, when New Directions sustained that the first has copied your group’s idea of performing a Michael Jackson song during the regionals. A sing-off had took place, so this way your group could show them that you deserved to do a Michael song.

Bad by Michael Jackson was sung by both of the groups, that have shown their best to get what they really wanted.

Everything was going well: the song, the performance and the dance moves, until something went really fast and you haven’t gotten any idea of how it has happened. You were singing the last part of the song as you saw your elder brother, Blaine, fell on the ground. He was covering his face as he was shouting for pain and agony.

“Blaine,” You quickly ran to him, not even minding to finish the started song, and kneeled in front of your suffering big brother. Around him there was a big puddle of melting red slushie. “what’s happening?”

“I can’t open my eyes; my face is burning.” He yelped in pain once again and the guys of the group quickly helped Blaine to get up. You were so confused of how it happened, you were sure that The Warblers did something stupid again.

“Talk to your boyfriend, he did this.” Santana spat her words like they were venom in her mouth. She then gave Sebastian a stinging death glare, that made you confused even more.

“Seb?” You couldn’t believe at her accusations, so you turned yourself at him and you saw that he was holding a large empty paper cup using his right hand. He was shocked on what has happened.

Anger and delusion quickly filled your emotions. You couldn’t help but get up from where you were kneeling and give him a sharp and violent slap on his right cheek. He deserved it, he really did.

“You let me down.” You shook your head and you slowly walked away from him. He was shocked on what you did, obviously, but he knew that he deserved it.

“(Y/N), it was not meant for Blaine.” He calmly explained to you, he knew he was on the wrong side. Taking a step forward, he was trying to reach your hand. You asked for your group to leave you alone with him and they quickly went away, bringing Blaine, who kept on complaining under his breathe, with them and guiding him as he walked.

“Then for who it was? Santana? Artie?” You raised your voice a little louder and you noticed that his group mates weren’t there with you anymore, in short: you two were both left alone in the room.

“It was for Kurt, damn!” He raised his voice and answered you aggressively. “You know how much I hate that annoying friend of yours.” He let the empty cup fall from his grip and he walked towards you.

“And it was okay to hurt him?” You raised your left eyebrow, sarcasm in your voice could be heard. He crossed the line and he knew that.

“I have my own reasons why I should’ve hit him with the slushie.” He sassily answered and you were honestly tired of his shit. “Who cares if I hurt Kurt?”

“Sebastian, are you fucking hearing yourself? You did this to win the regionals and I know that, because you’re too competitive! And second thing, I care for Kurt, I care for everyone in that group. I care for them and it wasn’t okay to hurt Kurt because he is part of our family, since he’s Blaine’s boyfriend.” You shouted at him. You lost your calm because of his stupid plans and his stupid words.

“And you didn’t care for what I felt? You don’t care for what your boyfriend is feeling right now. Your boyfriend.” He held everything against you that you never cared for him whenever your friends were involved. He looked at the floor with a death glare, but then quickly looked at you.

“Sebastian, I cared for you and I really did. Nothing was a lie for me and I loved you so much, with or without your flaws. I loved you, but you really crossed the line this time.” You shook your head as you spat words that hurt you and Sebastian so much. “You need to grow up and I think that it’s better if we end this relationship now.” Tears then started to stream down your face.

“No, you don’t want to break up.” Sebastian shook his head many times, not believing of what you have just said. “We decide this together, (Y/N)! You can’t break up with me, just because your friends hate me or just because I hurt Blaine accidentally. No, you can’t and I am not letting you to do so.” Sebastian was a hard-headed person and you knew that he wouldn’t agree with your decision easily.

“Sebastian, I am so damn tired of tolerating your fucking actions. You grow up and I think that this would be better for the two of us.” You sadly told him and you turned yourself away from Sebastian, trying to walk away.

“Thank you!” He sarcastically shouted. “Thank you for leaving me after what I have done for you (Y/N)! After the patience, the support and the great things I’ve given you. Thank you.”

You didn’t mind what he has said, because you knew that Sebastian was acting up like that just because he was angry with everyone, he was angry with himself. You decided to leave him, even though it was a fast and hard decision to do. You walked away from him, turning around for one last time to see Sebastian crying while he was giving you a stinging death glare. It was hard for you to let go, but you really needed to let him go.

That painful thing happened many years ago and it caused you a hard time moving on from your first serious relationship, who would’ve ever thought that just a bad happening could separate two people that loved each other.

“(Y/N)!” You suddenly heard your brother calling you and you shook your head to erase your thoughts, the gesture slightly gave you a headache.

“What is it, Blaine?” You snapped at him as you turned around to face him.

“I called you a millionth time now.” He rolled his eyes as he went near you. “You were lost in your thoughts?”

“Uhm…” You bit your lower lip and nodded as you looked in his deep hazel eyes.

“What has happened?” He curiously asked you, taking the sit beside yours.

“Something is just bothering me, but it’s not that important. Don’t worry.” You lied through your teeth and then added a fake smile at the end.

“I’m not convinced, (Y/N). I know when you’re faking it or not.” He laughed out loud and you just rolled your eyes in response.

“What is it? Why are you here?” You bitterly asked him when he caught that you were just pretending to be okay.

“Someone’s looking for you downstairs.” His face quickly became serious. You suddenly felt a sting in your chest and you became nervous for a second.

“Who is it?” You curiously asked, trying to hide your nervousness.

“I didn’t ask, but you should go now.” He flashed you a sweet smile to courage you and you just nodded your head, not knowing why you quickly got up and walked out of your room.

You quickly ran downstairs and you felt another pang in your chest as you saw who it was. How could it be possible that you were thinking of him just a moment before and he then suddenly shows up at your door?

He was talking with Kurt calmly, but they suddenly stopped when they noticed that you were fixing your gaze on them.

“(Y/N)!” Kurt happily greeted you, like what he does every day. It’s a fun to live with Blaine and Kurt, because they always spoil you and you always get what you want. They take care of you as if you were their daughter, even though you are grown up now.

“Morning, Kurt.” You absent-mindedly greeted him. He got up from the couch and smiled at you.

“Do you want something while you talk to Sebastian?” He gently asked.
“I’m fine, Kurt. Thank you.” You sweetly smiled at him and he smiled back at you.

“Alright, I’m leaving the both of you then.” He started to walk upstairs, obviously going to where Blaine was. You and Sebastian both followed his steps, but then looked at each other shyly when Kurt was already out of the scene.

“Uhm,” He shyly started. “Hi?”

“Hi.” You shortly replied. You couldn’t deny the fact that you missed him so much, but he hurt you and you couldn’t just hug him tightly, like what you used to do.

“How are you?” He seemed happy at that moment. He was happy to see you and you knew it, you could see it in his eyes.

“I’m fine, stuck at studying Law and Government.” You sighed as you break the ice between the two of you and you treated him as if he didn’t do anything in the past. “How about you?”

“I’m good, thank you.” He smiled. “If you want I can help you to study.”

“Uhm, okay.” You nodded slowly and his smile widen even more. “Why did you visit?”

“Oh,” His smile suddenly fell and he had a serious look in his eyes. “it’s about the past.”

“Sebastian, we can’t change the past.” You reminded him coldly.

“I know, but we can change our future.” He looked at you and you saw the loneliness in his green orbs. “If we want to, we can.”

“But,” You didn’t know what to say. You want to fix everything with him, but it feels like your pride is still eating you whole.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to, but let me say that I am sorry for what I have done in high school. I know that I was a douchebag that didn’t deserve anything in his life, but I am grown up now. I know what is right from wrong and believe me that I really do. In high school, I thought it was all fun and games, until it’s not.” He explained it seriously while he fiddled with his fingers. “Losing you made me realize something and I knew that I wanted to change myself.”

“Sebastian.” You sadly pronounced his name. “I really don’t know what to say.”

“It’s okay, you don’t have to say something.” He bit his lip and then he admired his shoes, as if they were the most interesting things in the planet. “I just wanted to tell you this.”

“You really changed.” You smiled sweetly. You missed Sebastian and you couldn’t lose him for the second time now. If you both met once again after all these years, there is a possible reason. “I’ve been unfair to you that day, I know, but I am happy that you decided to change yourself.”

“It wasn’t easy to lose someone you loved so much.” He looked at you straight in the eyes, but he looked away when you both felt embarrassed.

“I agree that it wasn’t easy.” You nodded slowly. “And you know how much I want to change the future with you.” You were shocked for the words that slipped out from your mouth.

“Really?” He was full of enthusiasm and he was really happy on what you have just said.

“Really.” You shortly answered.

“So, can we start it all over again?” He asked you sincerely. “Obviously, in a better way.”

“Hi, I am (Y/N) and I think that you are a douche bag.” You winked at him, remembering how you two first met.

“Mademoiselle,” He flashed you a kinky smirk. You smiled because he still remembered everything. “I am Sebastian and I am sorry for treating your friend bad.” He then smiled and winked at you.

You both chuckled loudly and you both got up from your seats. You warmly wrapped your arms around each other’s body and you enjoyed his touch silently. You missed his smell, you missed his hugs, you missed everything, but you are happy that you can finally have all of these things every day once again.


Clap Your Hands And Shout

Nonnie prompted: Wes and David finding out and getting on Blaine’s case, then showing up to celebrate anyway
Note: I wrote a crack fic and it’s really quite long, and added a few surprises, see if you can spot them! Sebastian is mentioned in the back if it bothers you guys <3 AO3

“C’mon… pick up pick up pick up…”

…hello?

“DAVID!”

Whaa? Who is this?….” There was the sound of sheets getting rumpled, “Wes? The hell you doing up at this time? Did you forget that I’m studying in LSE? At the other side of the world? Look up the time differences, you ass.

“It’s only five hours difference, but-” Wes snorted but got interrupted.

It’s 2:06 in the morning!

“Listen to me, I called because something happened. Go log onto Facebook.” Wes rolled his eyes, glancing at the clock that read back 9:06 pm.

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Kurt always knew that his chances on getting sick with what killed his mother were high. That doesn’t mean it’s any less of a shock when it happens.

AU from Born This Way, set during Kurt’s senior year. Includes Finn. A little hooray for the Warblers.

Filling a prompt.

Missing scene can be read here

When Kurt can barely catch his breath after a Warbler rehearsal, he knows. 

He hates being sick, having a fever and throwing up. Not because he always thinks it’s because his kidneys are failing. He doesn’t, but his dad does, every time, and Kurt hates that. He hates that his father can’t just cure Kurt’s stomach flu by telling him to rest and making him drink lots of fluids. No, he has to take Kurt to the hospital to check if his son is dying and he has to do it every single time Kurt catches a bug that’s circling the school. 

He’s not even sick this time. Not really. 

But he knows. It’s his body and it’s not functioning the way it’s supposed to. 

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“Screwed” - Kurt/Blaine

Blaine and Kurt play a game of “7 Minutes in Heaven” at an illegal-for-like-ten-different-reasons party with the Warblers, because there’s no way that could go wrong.

(as prompted by bagels-and-netflix)

Features: season 2 Klaine and a bit of claustrophobia

~2900 words | AO3

“Warbler Blaine! Warbler Kurt! Into the circle, please!” Wes calls, waving them over to the cluster of Dalton Academy boys and Crawford County Day girls seated on the floor of the Warblers’ rehearsal space.

Jeff, seated next to Wes and his girlfriend, Roxanne, rolls his eyes and flips his blond hair across his forehead. “Wes, you don’t have to call everyone ‘Warbler,’ it’s not like this is an official meeting.”

“No, no, this is so official!” Nick laughs from his seat next to David’s girlfriend, Abby. “I want this in the official minutes at Monday’s meeting! David, make it so!”

David, a little farther down the circle between Abby and Trent, smirks and says, “See, this is why you’re not secretary. Because you would actually put a game of 7 Minutes in Heaven at a forbidden, co-ed, after-hours party on an official document where the faculty advisor could see it.”

“You’re so full of crap, David! There’s no way we have a faculty advisor. I haven’t seen a teacher in weeks.”

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Anything But

Summary: blackbirdprince prompted: early dalton fluffy klaine, where blaine learn some things about Kurt past like single ladies/football, or ohh push it, or there madonna week (cheerleading-4minutes)

Note: This got longer than what I had originally planned but it’s still a tiny little thing hehe. Threw in Wes and David because they’re awesome and totally klaine shippers. AO3

Smoothing out his shirt in front of the mirror, Blaine gave himself another spin and checked his outfit once again. He had reserved a table for two at the Italian restaurant near Dalton for Kurt and his dinner date tonight. It’s been 28 days, 9 hours and approximately 25 minutes since they started dating, and so far, it feels like he’s on a rollercoaster ride only heading up. 

The rush of butterflies in his tummy whenever he saw Kurt, the warmth of Kurt’s hand as they walked hand in hand to classes, and of course, the feel of Kurt’s lips against his; all of these, he probably would never get enough of them. Probably will never be able to get enough of Kurt.

Glancing at the clock, he realised that he still had 15 minutes before he due to pick Kurt up at his room. Maybe if he went early they could spend some extra time together…

His train of thought was stopped when there was a frantic knocking on his door.

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6x10 reaction fic.

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           When Blaine came in, the first thing Kitty registered was how comfortable it felt to have him in the choir room with the New Directions like in the old days, even if things had changed and she was a senior now and he was a teacher with dorky tweed jackets and kids her age who called him “Mr. Anderson.” The second thing she registered was Jane taking fright and rising nervously from her chair as if there was a threat.

           Kitty had a vague memory of the word “Dalton” coming up when she was getting filled in about the kids. She remembered asking something casual like “Oh, so were you a Warbler then?” and getting a too-quick “No” in response. She might have known there was a story there, but she hadn’t cared enough to pry at the time and now it was too late to find out, with Jane staring as if Blaine was one of the ghosts of her past. She skirted the corners of the room like she was planning an escape route, and suddenly Kitty remembered how she’d spent the entire wedding trying her utmost not to look at Blaine. A mean feat, considering he’d been the groom. And then Blaine saw her and she looked like a trapped deer and he just opened his arms, with that warm soft smile that Kitty remembered from the old days of Glee club.

           “Jane! How’ve you been?”

           The tension left her- it was like seeing a stretched elastic shrink back to its normal size, and she almost ran forward to hug him.

           “Hi, Mr Anderson. I’ve been great.”

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coldcherrycola  asked:

It's kind of funny whenever some say Barry can't dance, and how he said he's not too good on his feet, when Grant was in Glee. I'm sorry, but there HAS to a Headcanon of Barry surprising his friends with his rad moves, and maybe turning Oliver on? A little? Lol.

Eeee it’s been a while since I did warbler!Barry and that’s a damn shame, so let me fix that right now (thank you for this!) Also uh. Headcanon/drabble… same difference, really. 

Getting drinks after a team-up is just a regular thing they do now. Oliver had suggested a quiet bar, but apparently the younger crowd feel the need to go somewhere where they serve drinks in little plastic cups and play their music obnoxiously loud.

Pre-island, Oliver would have loved this. It’s one of the reasons he’d bought his own nightclub, really; so that people would assume that he was still the same Oliver Queen that left five years earlier - that he and the masked vigilante trailing the streets at night weren’t one in the same. 

But now? Fuck. Now he just wants to leave, and the only thing that’s stopping him is the warm body pressed into his side at their booth, looking just about as comfortable as he feels.

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Klaine Fic Update: The Warbler is a Tramp - Chapter Thirty

Fic: The Warbler is a Tramp

Pairing: Klaine
Read on AO3: 30
Previous chapters: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16-17- 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 - 25 - 26 - 27 - 28 - 29

Summary: Down on his luck after graduating NYADA, Kurt Hummel jumps at the opportunity to become personal assistant to the hottest boy band in the world. The Warblers are British, preppy, talented, and handsome. But their openly gay and notoriously promiscuous front man, Blaine Anderson, has a reputation that has left their manager, Wes Montgomery, no choice but to take steps to ensure they don’t lose another employee to his libido. Is a legal contract enough to keep Blaine a professional distance from Kurt, or will he charm his way into Kurt’s bed and by extension, his heart?

Read chapter 30 on FanFiction here. From the beginning here.

The Warbler is a Tramp is NOT abandoned!

Hey guys!

It has been brought to my attention from a concerned reader, that some accounts have declared my story, The Warbler is a Tramp, abandoned? 

This is not true, for anyone still interested.

Far from it. I have three chapters drafted, a plan drawn up for the final arc, and a one shot from Blaine’s POV written up. 

The story has not been updated in the last 6 months because real life demanded my attention, and I didn’t want to update with crappy chapters. Not because I have scrapped it.

Sorry for the wait. The story will reach its conclusion as soon as I can feasibly do so. 

Thanks!

Originally posted by yourreactiongifs

Klaine Fic Update: The Warbler is a Tramp - Chapter Thirty Two

Fic: The Warbler is a Tramp

Pairing: Klaine
Read on AO3: 32
Previous chapters: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16-17- 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 - 25 - 26 - 27 - 28 - 29 - 30 - 31

Summary: Down on his luck after graduating NYADA, Kurt Hummel jumps at the opportunity to become personal assistant to the hottest boy band in the world. The Warblers are British, preppy, talented, and handsome. But their openly gay and notoriously promiscuous front man, Blaine Anderson, has a reputation that has left their manager, Wes Montgomery, no choice but to take steps to ensure they don’t lose another employee to his libido. Is a legal contract enough to keep Blaine a professional distance from Kurt, or will he charm his way into Kurt’s bed and by extension, his heart?

Read chapter 32 on FanFiction here. From the beginning here.

Klaine Fic Update: The Warbler is a Tramp - Chapter Thirty Four

Fic: The Warbler is a Tramp

Pairing: Klaine
Read on AO3: 34
Previous chapters: 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12 - 13 - 14 - 15 - 16-17- 18 - 19 - 20 - 21 - 22 - 23 - 24 - 25 - 26 - 27 - 28 - 29 - 30 - 31 - 32 - 33

Summary: Down on his luck after graduating NYADA, Kurt Hummel jumps at the opportunity to become personal assistant to the hottest boy band in the world. The Warblers are British, preppy, talented, and handsome. But their openly gay and notoriously promiscuous front man, Blaine Anderson, has a reputation that has left their manager, Wes Montgomery, no choice but to take steps to ensure they don’t lose another employee to his libido. Is a legal contract enough to keep Blaine a professional distance from Kurt, or will he charm his way into Kurt’s bed and by extension, his heart?

Read chapter 34 on FanFiction here. From the beginning here.