#burt & blaine

[cryscendo]

the ABCs of KEH: H IS FOR… HANDS

He just took my hand and squeezed it. And just knowing that those hands were there to take care of me — that was enough.

[esilher]

Here on this side of the planet we are the 20th! And at the same date 9 years ago, this lovely pair became husband and husband. And I thought we all deserved a really theatrical kiss to celebrate the occasion!

[nicoise]

Kurt held the sword over Blaine’s head before lightly tapping Blaine’s left shoulder with the flat of the blade. “I dub thee once.” He moved the blade to his right shoulder. “I dub thee twice.” Finally, he lifted the sword to rest the metal on Blaine’s head, disrupting his hair momentarily. The words felt like they were a lump caught in his throat. He knew he had to show endurance, but at the moment, to endure was just about the hardest thing he could do. He swallowed, and forced the words out. “I dub thee Knight.”

from @cryscendo's royalty fic amantium irae <3

klaine rendition of edmund leighton's "the accolade." of course also inspired by @warblercore's gorgeous art. the thing on blaine's back is supposed to be a blackbird

[ciinelqura]

— glee characters as social media posts/memes [pt39/?]

[gleetournaments]

The Ultimate Glee Ship Tournament: Round 4 Match 8

[bitbybitwrites]

Ugh - life is so crazy, got to this really late. Sorry!

Thanks for tagging me in this and past six /seven/several sentence sundays and WIP Wednesdays that I've missed!:

@porcelainmortal, @alasse9 @sheepywritesfics @softboynick @forabeatofadrum

@daisyishedwig @sophie1973 @taste-thewaste @14carrotghoul @wordsofhoneydew

If I forgot anyone, I apologize!

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What's been up with writing:

Well I recently posted my latest chapter in my Klaine fic, If I Can Make Your Heart My Home. I have quite a few writing asks to tackle (I'll get to them, I promise) and my immensely large WIP list . . .

But of course, because I'm a sucker for punishment, I started, what I am jokingly referring to as - one prompt, 2 ships 😂.

Basically saw a writing prompt on Tumblr and loved the idea so much I could see it fit in both for Klaine and FirstPrince.

So I started writing something for both because my brain won't let it go.

Both stories are fantasy AUs, each with a little "saving someone from a dragon" element aspect to it - we'll see where they go.

Pardon the silly fire themed titles - thought they went well with the dragon aspect of the story 😂

Really rough snippets are below:

baby won't you light my fire - Klaine WIP

“I’m not sure I understand, Sir, “ Blaine said, as he shifted uncomfortably in the heat of the summer sun, his leather jerkin feeling a bit stiff and uncomfortable. The sword strapped to his side grew heavy after his long journey from Westerville. 

Perhaps it was just the fatigue.  Perhaps it was his lack of a morning meal, thanks to him leaving at the crack of dawn to avoid his brother Cooper’s incessant questions about his latest quest.  Whatever the reason was, Blaine unable to focus on the words coming out of the other man’s mouth.

Burt sighed as he pushed his cloth cap from his head, rubbing his forehead.  “Perhaps it’s best I show you son.”

The blacksmith paused first to call out to dark innards of the forge.  “Finn!” He shouted “Finn!”

A tall, lanky young man emerged, a leather apron wrapped around his frame and a smear of soot across his forehead.  He removed a pair of thick gloves, also leather, from his hands as he squinted in the bright sunlight, spying Burt and giving him a bright smile.  “Yes, Burt?” He asked.

Burt nodded towards Blaine.  “This is Blaine.  He’s here to help your brother.”

For a moment, the younger blacksmith looked puzzled.  Then after noticing the sword at  his belt, the furrow on his brow smoothed. 

“OH . . .” Finn’s eyes lit up with understanding, and then softened a bit with sympathy just a moment later.  “I’m glad.  Don’t let Kurt intimidate you.  He’s got a . . um . . strong personality.”

Blaine nodded.  “I’ve had to rescue many a temperamental damsel in distress,” he confided, thinking back to Lady Kitty and the Baroness Sugar de Motta.  Those quests were nothing but headaches.  He tolerated it for the pay though.  “I think I should be fine.”

Finn’s eyes shifted from Burt to Blaine.  “Yes . . .” he said, appearing as if he was unsure how much farther to explain.  “Well, Kurt’s situation might be a bit different that any other ladies in ivory towers that needed saving,” the young blacksmith told Blaine cryptically.

“Well,” Burt said, as he coughed  and nodded, looking about nervously.  “I think we should get going before nightfall.  Tell your mother I may be home later for dinner.”

Finn nodded as he held out his hand to the visitor.  “Um . . .good luck, I guess,” Finn said.  “Safe travels and . . uh,” Finn straightened, puffing out his chest and lifting his chin.  “You make sure to treat my brother right, or you’ll have to deal with me.”

Blaine stared up wordlessly at Finn, clueless as to what he was trying to convey.

Burt snorted in the background.  “Finn,” he gently chastised his step-son.  “I think Kurt can take care of himself . . don’t you?”

“But I’m still the older brother . . .”

“Kurt is older than you.”

“Bigger brother then . . .“

With a chuckle, Burt gave his step son a look.  Finn begrudgingly sighed, his shoulders deflating a bit as he gave in.

“Fine . . .”  Finn still tried to give Blaine an intimidating glare.  “Just, be nice to Kurt, ok?” he asked.  “He’s been through a lot lately.”

Blaine nodded at the puzzling request.  “I promise.”

*****

2.) burn baby burn - FirstPrince WIP

“I think you’re crazy.”

Alex snorted as he shoved a few more items into his rucksack “You would," he countered.

His best friend rolled over from her position lying down. Her gilt embroidered slippers glinted in the early morning sun as she waggled her toes while she perched precariously on the bed. Her head hung over the edge and her dark curls reached downwards toward the floor. Nora continued watching him pack, with a smirk on her face. 

“Only you, Alejandro, would accept this sort of one-man-needed, dangerous, save-a-damsel-in-distress type of job”.  she said, still very amused. "Just face it, you’re hoping the princess is pretty and you might get a roll in the royal bedsheets before accepting payments and heading off on your way.”

A soiled shirt flew across the room and hit Nora squarely in the face.

Alex sighed.  “We are not discussing my love life right now.  I have to prepare for this job.”

“What love life?” Nora teased.

“Lalalallalalalalala . . .” June sang loudly as she entered, her hands full of items.  “No talking about my little brother’s love life.  Don’t want to know the details.”

“You sure, because there was that one time . . “ Alex began as he smirked.

June let out an exasperated sound and tossed the armful of items at her brother.  He quickly cursed, dropped what he was holding to attempt to catch everything hurtling his way. What items he failed to grasp floated in the air before him. June’s eyes twinkled as she wiggled her fingers causing them to dance around her brother’s head, inches out of his reach,  occasionally making  one or two dip down and smack him in the skull.

Nora cackled as she watched the siblings from her upside down position.

“Why on earth do I need all this , Bug?” Alex said exasperated, trying to jump up to catch a floating bundle of herbs, but failing to reach it miserably.

“Because you can’t go in and face a dragon by yourself (which is INSANE) . . “

“Told him that already!” chirped Nora

“ . . And not have some magic in your pocket. Since you won’t take me with you, I'm stocking you up on herbs and crystals.” June said firmly.

With a few swift waves of her hands all the items bounced into the air into a open bag of holding that dangled between her fingers. After peering inside, June sniffed, contented that it was ready. She tied the drawstrings of the velvet pouch shut and held it out to her younger sibling who took it reluctantly.  

It wasn't that Alex had anything against magic. But he was a more of a practical, hands-on swordsman for hire. Steel blades, arrows, maces . . working with any sort of weaponry was his forte, along with being devastatingly handsome and charming, the combination of the all of that usually was all that he needed to get the job done.

Magic had its own place, he figured. And he'd do anything to placate his sister's worries. So he tossed what he often referred to as June's "bag of rocks and weeds" into his rucksack.

“I’m not sending you out there unprepared, Lil Bit.  I’d like for you to come back in one piece . .  .“ June continued as she began weaving a spell to ensure his traveling cloak would be impervious to weather.

“And sexually satisfied . . “ crowed Nora.

June groaned, stopping mid way through her motions. “Did I not say I didn’t want to hear anything about that.”

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[klaineccfanficlibrary]

King of My Heart

Author: soprano_squad

Rating: M

Status: Completed in July 2023

Word Count: 60,941

Summary: New York high society– fraught with gossip, lies, and a rigid social hierarchy. A hierarchy that some would do anything to climb the ranks of…

Essentially: Kurt is filthy rich. Blaine is even richer. Blaine is blackmailed into an arranged marriage with Kurt, who doesn’t know the truth behind their engagement. Banter, pining, smut, and spending obscene amounts of money ensues.

Tropes/Genre: wealthy!Blaine, wealthy!Kurt, angst, arranged marriage, NYC!Klaine, future!fic, Burt Hummel, enemies to lovers, dark!Blaine

Lynne's review: Wow! Such a roller coaster of emotions! I haven't read a dark!Blaine fic in a long time. Not sure I can actually picture Burt like this, but well done! I actually stayed up past my bedtime several nights - binge worthy for sure! Really enjoyed it. 

Read at: AO3

[ericdooley]

[hevanderson]

glee + reductress headlines

[porcelainvino]

werewolf!blaine was also in my dream but only in this short comic because i was like struggling to draw him and i cried

[cryscendo]

the ABCs of KEH: G IS FOR… GIFTS

Kurt, they’re beautiful. But what are they for?

You killed your audition, Blaine. If anyone else got Tony, including me, the Wrath of Sondheim would fall upon William McKinley like a plague of Shubert Alley locusts. These are to celebrate you. [insp]

[esilher]

Collaborative December klaine challenge 2023 between @esilher and @mynonah

"I can see you both!!"

"You got your back to us, kiddo."

"I hear you then. You're about as discreet as two toddlers. You had your chance to assist in the baking, remember? Now you two have nothing to do in the kitchen, so go back to watching the football game!"

"It's baseball."

"Potato, potahto. Cookies for after dinner!"

[jauntilyplacedcaps]

[ciinelqura]

— glee characters as social media posts/memes [pt43/?]

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Submissions to @somewhatunhinged`s Glee Playlist Project by @itstruthtime

[ranwing]

Glee Fic: The Road Less Traveled (12/?)

Title: The Road Less Traveled Pairing(s), Characters(s): Kurtbastian, Kurt/original characters, Kurt Hummel, Sebastian Smythe, Rachel Berry, Santana Lopez, Mercedes Jones, Artie Abrams, Quinn Fabray, Blaine Anderson, Burt Hummel, Artie Isabelle Wright, minor Kadam, Adam Crawford, Original Characters Rating: PG13 Genre(s): 12/?

Summary: Kurt felt like he’d been left with nothing after being rejected from NYADA. After so many times of doing his best, only to be left disappointed, Kurt just didn’t think he had it in him to keep trying. He might be in New York, but his dreams seemed no closer to being fulfilled and he was on the verge of giving up. Sometimes, though, the path that you find yourself on takes you to a new and unexpected destination.

On AO3