#happy birthday hkvoyage!

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Ok. .bc it came up recently in an ask of mine. Is there a Klaine/Jane Eyre crossover fic anywhere?

If not, could you recommend your favorite historical AU fics? Now I'm in a mood to read some!☺️

Hello! I've done searched for Jane Eyre, Charlotte Bronte and even Mr Rochester with Klaine, but nothing is coming up at all for those! Maybe you need to write it?! ~Jen

The historical trope is a big favorite of mine. There's quite a few in 1960's-1980's

Can’t take my eyes off you by @gleekto

1969 Klaine AU.

Blaine is a gay. He’s known for years and he’s not ashamed. He just wants to be sensible about it as it carries a lot of risks. So he chooses to study Arts at one of the best colleges in the country - Columbia - that makes his parents happy. And it also happens to have the first college sanctioned gay group in the country - the Student Homophile League - for people like him. And that makes him happy. He hopes. He just has to muster up the courage to actually go to one of the League meetings. Instead he wastes his time staring at that icy hippie in his music history class who doesn’t know he exists. He needs to stop pretending people are gay in his head and actually meet some real homosexuals.

Blaine coming of age in 1969. Hippie!Kurt. Elliott and Sebastian as Blaine’s mentor-friends. Unironic use of ‘groovy’. Coming out and fitting in and falling in love.

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Come Alive by delires

Newly-wed junior advertising exec Blaine Anderson finds a missing piece to his puzzle in the back room of a Manhattan bar. Mad Men era AU.

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To Be Myself by @wowbright

What if Kurt had been born 25 years earlier? A story about Gen X Kurt Hummel learning about love and, most importantly, learning to be himself, 1976-1985.

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Indiscretions by shandyall

As childhood best friends in the 40’s and secret high school sweethearts in the 50’s, Kurt and Blaine never would have guessed they’d both end up married to women in the 60’s. But even when the world they live in keeps them from walking hand in hand, there’s nothing they can’t face side by side.

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Gimme Shelter by Kurtswish

On a joyride out with friends, Blaine stumbles upon a man that would change his life forever. It is a time when changes are coming swiftly with Civil Rights laws and Vietnam on the forefront of everyone’s minds. Finding each other and romance should have been the hard part, but what will two young men endure in the time of free love and war. Story is complete.

And also, before those eras, two highly recommended by fandom:

Westerville Abbey by @hkvoyage

Blaine is the second son of the earl of Westerville, and is considered the spare heir. After his 18th birthday, he attends the London Season to fulfill his duty of finding a wife. He soon realizes he is more attracted to the new footman. Kurt, who has just arrived at Westerville Abbey to work alongside his father, becomes equally as smitten with the earl’s youngest son. Will Blaine and Kurt be able to overcome their class differences in 1910s England? Will their forbidden love survive WW1? A Downton Abbey inspired historical Klaine AU.

and also part 2 Life in the Big Apple

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Gilded Cage by canarian

In the winter of 1895, Blaine Anderson, the son of a wealthy doctor, and Kurt Hummel, the son of a middle class mechanic, cross paths at a luxury hotel in the quiet seaside town of St. Augustine, Florida. With everyone and everything working to keep them apart, can they find a way to be together?

and of course, this one:

Known as Cavemen klaine by IconicAnon

Kurt and Blaine are cavemen discovering buttsex for the first time

Enjoy!!!

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The Christmas Guest Chapter 2

Author’s Note:

One year ago, I started this story for @hkvoyage​‘s birthday, intending to finish it by Christmas. Well... That proved to be an over-ambitious goal.

So here I am, one year later, with chapter 2. I fully intend to continue this story as soon as possible.

Happy Birthday, @hkvoyage, and I hope you enjoy some more Christmas fluff out of season :-)

Chapter 1 can be found here.

Chapter 2: Feeling Right at Home

Blaine pocketed his phone and cursed his own optimism. Of course his parents hadn’t thought of him while planning their end-of-year holidays. When had they ever? More than once, they had made him stay at Dalton for Christmas break, because they were on a business trip.

But now his father was retired, and his mother had cut down on her hours, so he’d been confident he would get to spend some time with them. He’d missed them, and he’d hoped they’d missed him too. Yeah. Clearly not.

He headed to the help desk to book a ticket back to New York, but was stopped by a hand on his arm. He was ready to snap at the person disturbing him when he saw who it was: the cute guy who’d been sitting next to him on the plane. He introduced himself as Kurt Hummel, and was… What? Offering to take Blaine home with him, for a family Christmas? A total stranger?

Blaine was so flummoxed he didn’t know what to say, and probably was gaping unattractively at Kurt, who was now blushing and apologizing for his impulsivity.

Blaine had only just started reassuring him that it was okay when Kurt’s father arrived, mistook Blaine for his son’s boyfriend, grabbed Blaine’s luggage and disappeared with it.

Ten minutes later, he found himself in a car with two strangers, heading to their home, where apparently, he was going to spend the Christmas holidays.

Kurt had chosen to sit with him in the back rather than in the shotgun seat, and had sent him such a calming smile that Blaine took courage. And Kurt’s hand. What? He was supposed to be the guy’s boyfriend, so he might as well play the part, right?

Kurt made no objection whatsoever, and did his best to keep his father from interrogating Blaine, especially when Burt speculated that Blaine had wooed Kurt by serenading him in his workplace, and Blaine froze, thinking of Jeremiah and how spectacularly that had backfired.

With Kurt’s comforting presence next to him, and catchy tunes on the radio, Blaine found himself relaxing, and by the time they arrived at the Hummel residence, he’d made up his mind to enjoy this impromptu experience.

He felt awful, though, when Kurt’s stepmother greeted him like a long-lost relative, and he didn’t even have a gift to thank her for her hospitality. When he apologized, she waved it off, though, and took him and Kurt to the kitchen for a snack to tide them over until dinner, chattering about Kurt’s stepbrother and her colleagues at the hospital and Burt’s employees.

Kurt nursed a cup of tea with honey and hummed occasionally to show Carole he was listening. He looked exhausted, but the tea apparently helped, seeing as he was coughing a lot less than he had on the plane.

Dinner was absolutely scrumptious, and Carole nodded and smiled at Blaine encouragingly when he helped himself to some more meatloaf and mashed potatoes. Her cookies proved just as good, and Blaine had to stop himself from eating until the cookie tin was empty.

He felt surprisingly at home sitting on the sofa watching a Christmas movie with Kurt leaning into him and holding his hand. He found himself smiling at his supposed boyfriend, who was fighting a lost battle against sleep, yawning until his jaw popped and struggling to keep his eyes open.

He took a mug of tea from Kurt’s hand before it could fall and break, and put it on the coffee table.

Then he put Kurt’s head on his lap and tucked him in snugly with a blanket Carole handed him, whispering, “Sleep well.”

By the time the movie ended, Blaine felt rather sleepy himself, but he didn’t dare move for fear of waking Kurt. Also, he had no idea where he was supposed to sleep.

Luckily, Burt’s thoughts ran along the same track. “Well, kiddo, I was going to make you sleep on the sofa, but it’s already taken by Kurt. So I guess you can have his bed tonight. I don’t think he’ll mind. I’m sure you share his bed in New York too.”

Blaine’s mouth fell open and heat flared up in his nether regions as he pictured Kurt spooning him in bed. Yes, that certainly sounded appealing, but the truth was he’d only just met Kurt and wasn’t dating him whatsoever, and he had to tell his host about this misunderstanding. “Uhm, sir, about that… You see… I’m not actually…”

Burt interrupted his halting explanation with a booming laugh. “Oh, no need to lie about it. I know he’s not my little boy any longer, he’s a grown-up, and I trust him not to throw himself around like he doesn’t matter. I Here, put a pillow under his head so you can escape.”

“Thank you, sir… uhm, Burt.”

“You’re welcome. It’s great to have you here. Kurt thinks the world of you, I can tell. And you’re just as smitten, huh? The hearts in your eyes are beyond obvious. I’m so happy you found each other. I was getting a bit worried about Kurt all on his own there in the Big Apple.”

Blaine fumbled with the pillow and ducked his head, not knowing what to say. It looked like Burt wouldn’t even believe him now if he told him he wasn’t dating Kurt. So he’d just have to roll with it a little longer.

He lifted Kurt’s head carefully and put the pillow under it, smiling when Kurt smacked his lips and mumbled something unintelligible in his sleep.

A warm hand touched his shoulder. “Come, I’ll show you to Kurt’s room and the bathroom.”

Twenty minutes, he was lying in a comfy bed, marveling at how this didn’t feel in the least weird to him. This family was so welcoming that he felt like he’d known them forever, and like he belonged with them.

He startled awake in the middle of the night and didn’t know where he was at first. Then he heard loud coughing, and he remembered. Kurt! Who apparently needed some more tea with honey…

Blaine quickly put on a pair of jeans and a sweater and followed the noise until he arrived in the living room.

Kurt’s eyes were closed, and he seemed to be asleep, but every few seconds, he let out a barking cough and winced. He was also tossing and turning, and when Blaine put a hand on his forehead to check his temperature, he felt scorching hot.

Blaine ran back to the guest room for his travel stash of Advil and some sore throat lozenges. He also took a bottle of water from his backpack, and hurried back to the living room.

He put his hand on Kurt’s cheek for a moment. “Kurt… Kurt, please wake up for a minute, you’re running a fever. You need to take something to get your temperature down.”

Kurt let out a weird snorting sound and opened his eyes the tiniest bit. “Wha?”

“Sit up for a moment, yes, that’s it.” Blaine helped Kurt up, supporting his back. “Now, here’s an Advil for you, and some water to wash it down. You can go back to sleep straight after.”

Kurt obediently swallowed the pill, making a pained noise as he did so. “Hurts.”

“I know, I know, sweetie. You’ve been coughing so much your throat must be raw. Do you want a lozenge or do you want tea with honey?”

Kurt blinked at him sleepily and didn’t answer.

“You just want to sleep, huh? Here, pop this in your mouth, that should make your throat feel better.”

As soon as he had the lozenge in his mouth, Kurt closed his eyes again, and he started to snore almost instantly.

Blaine chuckled. “Well, it’s better than the coughing. I’ll leave the lozenges and water here for you just in case.”

Right outside the living room, he bumped into Carole and squeaked in surprise.

“Sorry, honey, didn’t mean to scare you!” Carole whispered. “I came down here to give Kurt something for his cough, but I can tell you’ve already taken care of that.”

“Yes. I hope he’ll sleep better now.”

Carole giggled. “Certainly sounds like it. Well, good night again, honey.”

“Good night.”

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Happy Birthday @hkvoyage!

Hope you have a great day! :)

[hkvoyage]

Happy birthday!!!

@sunshunes

Thank you! It's been a relaxing day so far. I just returned from the beach. - HKVoyage

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Happy Birthday HKvoyage

@hkvoyage  

Have a wonderful birthday and many happy returns. <3 <3

I wish you always sunshine and rainbows and no nasty hurricans anymore!!! Sending you hugs and love.

Did you know that you share your birthday with Bilbo Baggins

and Frodo Baggins

AND my brother AND my nephew ?!?

So many wonderful people to share a wonderful day. Have fun with friends and family (are you in HK again?) and enjoy your day. <3 <3

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Are there any fics of Kurt going into war, set anytime, in medieval or modern times? Basically I guess warrior! Kurt

most of the military Klaine fics I’ve seen have Blaine as the soldier. but I have seen a couple with Kurt too.

Find Your Freedom in the Music by Teilo [AO3](57,898 words rated Mature)

Elizabeth A. Hummel died on September 11, 2001 at the World Trade Center. While visiting his grandparents in California Kurt decides to throw away all his future plans in order to honor his mother’s memory 

Gimme Shelter by Kurtswish [AO3](94,713 words rated Explicit/NC17)

On a joyride out with friends, Blaine stumbles upon a man that would change his life forever. It is a time when changes are coming swiftly with Civil Rights laws and Vietnam on the forefront of everyone’s minds. Finding each other and romance should have been the hard part, but what will two young men endure in the time of free love and war. Story is complete.

Military!Klaine verse by lostinfictionalworlds [AO3](14,271 words rated Explicit)

Blaine deals with the everyday routine of being without Kurt, and tries to normalize things for his five year old daughter. He feels the pain and the longing first hand, because he’s been there himself. The reason why they met is the reason why they’re apart.

A fluffy military Klaine AU story based off of the following prompt, with a little added extra twist. Don’t worry I only do happy endings.

*“I think that a military story would be worth reading. The ones I have read are with Blaine in the military and Kurt pining at home. It would be interesting to have one where they are both in the military getting around the ridiculous USA policy of “don’t ask don’t tell”.*

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I, unfortunately, haven’t gotten around to reading this one yet but the author is amazing and I love her work.

Westerville Abbeyby HKVoyage [AO3](232,291words rated Mature)

Blaine is the second son of the earl of Westerville, and is considered the spare heir. After his 18th birthday, he attends the London Season to fulfill his duty of finding a wife. He soon realizes he is more attracted to the new footman. Kurt, who has just arrived at Westerville Abbey to work alongside his father, becomes equally as smitten with the earl’s youngest son. Will Blaine and Kurt be able to overcome their class differences in 1910s England? Will their forbidden love survive WW1? A Downton Abbey inspired historical Klaine AU.

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hkvoyage replied to your photo “Happy Easter everyone (And thank you for those of you who reached out...”

Happy birthday. Enjoy your special day ��

Thanks so much!

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Happy birthday, @hkvoyage !

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY @hkvoyage!!!

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Author spotlight: Lilyvandersteen day 5

Last day for @lilyvandersteen Sniff!With the cutest prompt ever!

Day 5: looking forward

A. Pick one or two of your fics. What would canon Klaine think if they read it?

I’d like to think they’d laugh while reading “Stop Flirting!” (and Blaine would say to Kurt: “See? You can be oblivious too”, to which Kurt would reply, rolling his eyes, “Yes, in fanfiction!”) and they’d coo over the Kiddie Klaine fic “Going the Extra Yard” (and Blaine would whisper, “I totally HAVE a bear with a bow tie!” and Kurt would snort and say, “Of course you do…”)

2.    Are you planning to write more Klaine fic? Do you have any currently in progress? Share a quote from an upcoming work!

Oh yes, I have tons of ideas for other fics. I have several WIPs right now: Weave Your Magic, obviously, but also a story featuring a time-travelling Kurt, a D/s fic, a Kurtcedes and Unique fic that was actually @tacogrande’s idea, and a story where Kurt works as Coach Beiste’s assistant, which started out as a short one-shot as a birthday gift for @notthetoothfairy and @skivvysupreme, but insists on becoming a multichapter. Next to the stories I’ve already started, there’s also the Young King Blaine prompt from the Prompt-a-Klainefic blog that has caught my eye, and a pretend relationship Klaine AU I hope to co-write with @hkvoyage, and so many more prompts that tickle my fancy.

An excerpt from “Mine”, the Assistant Coach fic:

“Hey, Coach…”

There was that pain-in-the-neck new kid again, grrr!!

“Yes, Anderson?”

“You get the deciding vote,” the kid continued.

“What?”

“We were comparing our dicks, and voting for the best one. Mine and Sam’s got the most votes, but it’s a tie. So tell us which dick you like best.”

Laughter rang through the locker room again, and Kurt felt steam coming out of his ears, but he tried his hardest not to let it show. Of course they’d guessed he was gay. And of course it was funny to them to see how far they could go, baiting him.

Don’t show them they got to you. You’re better than this. Calm down.

So Kurt slapped on his poker face, gave both Evans and Anderson a quick once-over, quirked an eyebrow and announced, “Mine.”

“Uhm, what?”

“My dick is the best.”

More laughter. Lynn shouted, “Good one, Coach!”, and Puck’s half-brother drawled, “All riiiiight, be proud!!” and held his fist up for a fist bump. Kurt hesitated a moment and then bumped it. Puckerman grinned and then turned around to pull his undershirt on.

That seemed to be the end of the prank. Everyone continued washing themselves or getting dressed. They didn’t seem fazed by Kurt’s presence in the least. Not homophobic then, this lot. Well, that was good to know.

  3.    Do you have any other writing plans you’re willing to share?

You mean original fic? No, not at the moment, sorry.

(note from editor, I meant any non-Klaine fic, is there a new fandom in your life, is there a Quinn/Lauren piece you are thinking of, or original fic :) 

4.    Give our readers a prompt for a Klaine fic you’d like to see!

Oh, I just saw this really great prompt the other day that would make an excellent Klaine fic:

https://lilyvandersteen.tumblr.com/post/160735207134/college-professors-living-together-broke-in-love

Basically, Kurt and Blaine have been best friends forever, but never anything more. They went to college together, sharing a tiny apartment, and then went on to become professors together, still sharing the apartment because they’re not rich enough to rent a bigger one. Everyone thinks they’re married or at least boyfriends, because they always arrive and leave together. But they’re totally platonic, of course, and always wonder why on earth people think they’re dating. Secretly, they’re crushing on each other, and then one day, they drunkenly hook up, and there’s a lot of awkwardness, but eventually a happy ending :)

<3

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Thank you!!

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Any other fics where one of them is a servant? But not fantasy and not slavery. I read Westerville Abbey and everything in tags servant!Kurt and servant!Blaine

Titles and Roses by shanahane

When Blaine, the second son of a Lord, comes to visit his relatives overseas, his attention and affections are quickly stolen by the valet they appoint to help him. But whatever it is that sparks between them, how could it possibly last?

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How Things Should Be by Imogen_LeFay

Kurt Hummel's life is comfortable for a peasant with his work in the kitchen of Earl Anderson. It would be more comfortable, if he could rein in his feelings for the Earl's younger son, Blaine. But Kurt knows, life isn't a fairy tale. And lords marry ladies, they don't fall in love with kitchen servants.

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Like the Sun in a Gloomy Hour by nothingbutgoneness

Blaine is a knight of the kingdom of Dalton. Kurt is the personal servant of Prince David Karofsky. This is the story of how they save each other. [Cover art by artistwriterloverfighter. Warning for mentions of non-con. Rated M for both violent and sexual content. Other genres include Adventure (-ish), Angst, Suspense (maybe), and Friendship.

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When the Two Collide by skintightsocks

Kurt tries to ignore it, though he usually finds Blaine's embarrassment about these matters comforting and just a little charming. It's part of why he chose Blaine instead of an older, more experienced servant - that, and because of Kurt's hopeless affection for the boy.

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Westerville Abbey by @hkvoyage

Blaine is the second son of the earl of Westerville, and is considered the spare heir. After his 18th birthday, he attends the London Season to fulfill his duty of finding a wife. He soon realizes he is more attracted to the new footman. Kurt, who has just arrived at Westerville Abbey to work alongside his father, becomes equally as smitten with the earl’s youngest son. Will Blaine and Kurt be able to overcome their class differences in 1910s England? Will their forbidden love survive WW1? A Downton Abbey inspired historical Klaine AU.

Happy Reading! - HKVoyage

[lilyvandersteen]

The Christmas Guest

I know it’s unseasonal, but here’s a Christmas story for you as a birthday gift, @hkvoyage. (Well, the first chapter... The rest will come later.)

 “What do you mean you’re on a cruise?!”

Kurt, who’d just taken the first sip of his mocha and was savoring the taste, turned around to see who was disturbing his moment with their yelling.

He was surprised to see that it was the perfect gentleman who’d sat next to him on the plane and who’d never so much as winced when Kurt kept sneezing and coughing, going so far as to offer him a handkerchief when Kurt ran out of tissues. Even when Kurt had knocked over his tea, the man hadn’t complained. Most of it had landed on Kurt’s lap, of course, but some of it had spilled on his neighbor, and it had been hot, yet Mr. Perfect had seemed unperturbed, smiling at Kurt when he bumbled through an apology.

Now, though, Mr. Perfect seemed a lot less put together. His eyes were wild, and he was raking his hand through his hair.

“You’re telling me that I bought a plane ticket to Ohio to spend time with my parents only to find that they’ve gone on a cruise? At Christmas?”

Mr. Perfect paced to and fro while listening to the other end of the conversation.

“Oh, it’s not about the money, Mom, seriously. It’s about me being fool enough to believe you’d want me around for the holidays. Isn’t Christmas supposed to be family time?”

A few moments’ silence followed.

“So… What? Now that I’ve graduated high school, all of a sudden, I’m not supposed to need my parents anymore? I’m eighteen, Mom, not a thirty-something who has it all figured out! Sue me for looking forward to eating your lasagna and your meatloaf again after months of fix-it-myself meals.”

Mr. Perfect huffed at his mother’s answer to that.

“Ugh, as usual, you’re completely missing the point. Yes, I could eat out, and I do when I have the time and the money for it, but there’s nothing that beats home cooking. Anyway, I should stop making a scene here at the airport and look into flights going back to New York. Enjoy your cruise, and Merry Christmas, I guess.”

Muttering something under his breath, Mr. Perfect pocketed his phone and strode past Kurt towards the help desk.

“Um, hey…”

Kurt put his hand on the man’s arm for a split second. He stopped and turned towards Kurt, scowling, “Not now, please, I…”

Recognition dawned on his face. “You’re my plane buddy! Hey!”

“Yes. Kurt Hummel. Pleased to officially meet you. I’d offer to shake your hand, but I wouldn’t want you to catch my cold.”

Mr. Perfect smiled. “My name is Blaine. Blaine Anderson.”

“So, Blaine… I’m sorry, but I overheard you talking to your mom.”

“I was loud. I know. I’m so sorry.”

“Hey now, you had every reason to be angry. You came home and your family’s not here.”

Blaine sighed. “Yeah. Apparently, now that I’m no longer a burden around their necks, they’re honeymooning all over the place.”

“I heard. So I was wondering… If you’d like a family Christmas, as you said… You could come home with me? My father’s coming to pick me up, and I know he’d welcome any friend of mine with open arms.”

Blaine’s eyebrows rose to his hairline.

“I mean, I know we don’t really know each other, but you were so nice to me on the plane, so I thought, maybe…”

Kurt let his voice trail off and huffed. “You know what, forget it, it was a crazy idea. Sometimes I speak before I think.”

“No, no, it’s… I think it’s very sweet, but… I couldn’t possibly impose…”

A booming voice interrupted whatever else Blaine was going to say. “Kurt!! There you are!”

Kurt felt strong arms envelop him, and the comforting smell of Old Spice and motor oil surround him. He smiled and hugged his dad back just as hard. Oh, how he had missed this!

Burt released Kurt and grabbed the handle of one of his suitcases. “Packed light again, did you?”

“Daaaad…”

“So who’s that with you? The boyfriend?”

Kurt could blurt out no more than a “Huh, wha…” before his father was shaking Blaine’s hand and introducing himself. Blaine looked like a cute goldfish with his mouth opening and closing without any sounds coming out.

“He’s kind of quiet, Kurt. Do you do all the talking for him, is that it? Let the guy get a word in edgeways once in a while, eh?”

Kurt sighed. “Dad, you’ve got it all wrong. Blaine is…”

“Oh, he’s just shy, is he? Meeting the parents is kind of a big thing, that’s true. Well, I’ll give him a few days to get over it. Now, come along. I think I parked somewhere I shouldn’t, and I don’t want my car towed away, so we’d better hurry up. This way!”

Burt hurried off.

“He’s got my luggage!” Blaine said, his eyes wide and frantic. “What do I do?”

Kurt laughed. “When my dad gets something into his head, good luck knocking it out again. Seems like you’re coming home with us, Blaine. Don’t worry, you’ll survive. And you’ll have a good time. We’re crazy, yes, but harmless. Come!”

When Blaine, still flabbergasted, made no move to follow, Kurt grabbed his hand and tugged him along, providing some more information about the family as they weaved through the crowd.

“It used to be just the two of us, my dad and I, but when I was sixteen, Dad remarried, and I got a stepmom and stepbrother out of it. Carole is a darling, you’ll love her, and Finn… Well, he’s clumsy and he eats so much that he’s not allowed to take seconds until everyone else has been served, and he has a big mouth and always puts his foot in it, but he’s great, really. A good guy. And a good brother. He’s studying to be a teacher.”

When they reached the car, Burt had already loaded the luggage and urged them to get in, quick. Kurt decided to get in the back seat with Blaine. He just knew that Burt was going to spend the whole ride glancing into the rear-view mirror and questioning the supposed boyfriend, and he hoped him sitting next to Blaine would bolster the poor guy’s confidence.

Blaine did look grateful when Kurt slid in next to him, and grabbed his hand again as if it was a lifeline.

“What am I, your chauffeur?” Burt quipped.

Kurt faked a British accent. “Yes, of course. Take us home, James. The queen is coming to tea this afternoon, and I still need to make scones.”

Blaine snorted.

Still in the same accent, Kurt said, “What? I make wonderful scones!”

Blaine laughed out loud and then said, “I won’t believe that until I’ve eaten them.”

Kurt grinned, glad that Blaine was getting into the spirit of things.

“So, Blaine, is it? How did you meet Kurt?” Burt wanted to know. “You studying at the same school?”

Blaine shot a panicky look at Kurt, who squeezed his hand in comfort. “I’m studying at NYU, sir. Music therapy and composition.”

“Call me Burt, kiddo. Sir makes me feel old. Ah, so you’re a music nut, too. Are you working at the Spotlight Diner?”

“No, sir... uhm, Burt. I work as a barista.”

Burt chuckled. “With how much coffee Kurt drinks every day, I’m not surprised he found a boyfriend in a coffee shop. So what did you do, leave a foam heart on his drink? Write your number on the cup? Serenade him in front of all the other customers?”

Blaine went rigid, and his hold on Kurt’s hand bordered on painful. Kurt decided to save Blaine from further interrogation.

“Dad, please stop, okay? Blaine is exhausted, leave him alone.”

Burt huffed but shut up for the rest of the ride, cranking the volume of the radio up.

Bit by bit, Blaine relaxed, until he was bopping his head to a Katy Perry tune and softly singing along. He had a lovely voice, and Kurt sat there watching him and listening, completely entranced, until Blaine noticed. He stopped singing at once and ducked his head.

Kurt wanted to say something reassuring, but was distracted by Blaine’s fluttering lashes. The urge to tilt Blaine’s chin up and claim his lips in a kiss was overwhelming. Mesmerised, Kurt moved just a little closer, and then froze when someone cleared his throat.

“We’re home.”

Kurt snapped his head up and looked out of the window, and yes, the car was in the Hudmel driveway.

Next to him, he felt the click of Blaine’s seatbelt, and then his hand suddenly felt cold and empty when Blaine’s slipped out of it.

Kurt hastened to leave the car too, and felt his cheeks heat up when he saw his dad’s knowing grin.

Carole hugged Kurt tightly and told him not to lose any more weight. “What on earth are you eating, there in New York? You can’t live on coffee alone! And you’re way too pale. Are you cooped up inside 24/7? And you have a cough, tsk, tsk, I’ll make you some tea with honey straight away.”

She cooed over Blaine, who was polite and bashful and the perfect guest personified, apologizing that he hadn’t brought a hostess gift for her.

Dinner that night was meatloaf, and Kurt grinned at Blaine, who couldn’t quite disguise his enthusiasm. “Look, it’s your favourite! And Finn isn’t home yet, so you’ll actually get seconds this time.”

Carole squeezed Blaine’s shoulder affectionately. “You take as much as you like, sweetie.”

Blaine did the meal justice, and heaped praise on Carole, his eyes shining with sincerity.

Kurt didn’t notice he was smiling until he caught his dad’s eye and flushed at the meaningful look he saw there. It seemed to say, Oh boy, you’re so far gone on this kid!

Well, Burt did have a point there, but Blaine wasn’t really Kurt’s boyfriend, so this crush would lead to nothing again, as usual. That realization made the smile slide off Kurt’s face as fast as it had come, and he got up and started stacking the plates to clear the table.

“Let me help,” Blaine offered, and he took the oven dish holding the rest of the meatloaf and then hesitated, not quite sure where to take it.

“Follow me,” Kurt said, and led the way to the kitchen.

Blaine deposited the dish on the counter. “That was seriously the BEST meatloaf I’ve ever had in my life.”

“It’s the cheese,” Kurt revealed. “There’s Parmesan cheese in it. That’s what makes it so yummy. It’s my recipe. I can teach you how to make it. If you like.”

“I like.”

Kurt rinsed the plates and put them in the dishwasher, and then popped his head into the living room to ask Carole and Burt if they wanted coffee. “I could make some decaf? And are there any cookies?”

They said yes to the coffee, and apparently, Carole had baked the day before.

Kurt found the cookie tin and sniffed appreciatively as he opened it. Even though he had a cold, the spices were strong enough for him to catch a whiff. Mmm, that smelled good!

He saw sugar cookies and gingerbread cookies and snickerdoodles. No chocolate or chocolate chip as yet, so he’d be making those the next day. Also almond snowballs, shortbread and maybe his rosemary-lemon bars? He’d have to ask Blaine what his favourite cookies were.

He held out the tin to Blaine. “Try one. We’ll be baking more tomorrow. Lots more, ‘cause Finn eats them faster than we can bake them.”

Blaine laughed and took a cookie. His moan when he bit off a piece made the tips of Kurt’s ears redden, and he hastily rummaged in the cupboards to find a tray for the coffee and the cookies.

In the living room, Carole had started the film It’s A Wonderful Life, and Kurt sighed happily, set down the tray on the coffee table and curled up on the sofa. He felt the cushions give, and a hand reach for his. Blaine!

The corners of his lips turned up of their own accord. He interlocked his fingers with Blaine’s and inched a bit closer because Blaine exuded so much body heat it was like sitting next to an oven. Cold and tired as Kurt felt, this was as close to perfect as it could get.

He watched the movie, munching a few cookies and nursing a mug of tea with honey, and suppressing more and more yawns.

The last thing he was aware of before his eyes slid closed was someone taking the mug from him and covering him with a blanket, with a soft whisper, “Sleep well.”

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hi! do you know any stories where Kurt and Blaine decide to have a baby? maybe the process or the first steps? like, Rachel having their child? (I just need to understand lol) or even an AU, anything like that would be perfect. Thank you!!

We have LOADS of fic recs in the Daddies!Klaine tag. Some of them cover the period of deciding to have a child through their birth. Here are a few to get you started. - HKVoyage

USE OF SURROGATE

Daddies by GirlFromTheWest

Kurt and Blaine celebrate their 7th wedding anniversary by deciding to begin a family. What follows are their adventures, from deciding to become parents to their son’s 18th birthday. Join us, won’t you? Our favorite boys are going to be amazing parents!

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Making A Baby by flaming_muse

Scenes from Kurt and Blaine’s journey to pregnancy.

set within the future shown in 6x13 (“Dreams Come True”)

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An Earlier Heaven by cassie_black

Just as he predicted all those years ago, Kurt Hummel is indeed married by thirty: legally. When he and Blaine make the decision to expand their family, neither of them realise what a rollercoaster ride of emotions they were in for. Full of nerves and excitement and unfounded insecurities, and accompanied along the way by the 'ever-so-slightly over-bearing Rachel Berry, this is their journey to parenthood

ADOPTION

A Family for Christmas by @teddyshoney

Blaine and Kurt are thinking about starting a family, so they decide to look into adoption. This is what happens in their two year adventure to finally start their family.

Note: Part 1 of The Adventures of Josh, Jasper, and Liza

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Lights Will Guide You Home by lavender_love00

In which Kurt and Blaine take a journey toward fatherhood, and through it, learn more about themselves than they could have ever dreamed.

This is a story about family. The knitting together of it, its breakings and mendings, its inner workings that piece together like a clock. It is also a story about love. How love is not the same as magic, but how love can do many things that magic can’t. It is a story about life – the mundane and and the piercing pain and the utter delight and everything in between.

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Try The Swing by imaginentertain

Kurt and Blaine have survived a lot. A Vegas wedding to a stranger, a cross-country journey of discovery, and coast-to-coast separation. They came through all that to a second marriage, one that has been happy and successful for two years. The next logical step is parenthood. Only kids are rarely logical.

Note: Part 2 of the Vegas Verse. It can be read as a stand alone story, but I also thought the first story was good. 

[lilyvandersteen]

Turn Around Bright Eyes

This is based on the following Tumblr prompt: you work in a coffee shop and are in the middle of a hella rendition of ‘total eclipse of the heart’ and get WAY too into it, and a (really hot dammit) customer tried to get your attention by singing “turn around, bright eyes” AU

I turned it into a fluffy coffee shop Klaine romance with bonus Cooper :-)

I’m dedicating this story to the lovely @hkvoyage, my best friend in the Klaine fandom and all-round wonderful person, as a birthday gift ♥ Enjoy, sweetie, and the happiest of birthdays to you!

Also on AO3 and Fanfiction.net.

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“I just don’t understand why you wanted to come all the way here for coffee,” Cooper complained as Blaine held open the door for him, his voice carrying through the whole coffee shop.

Blaine ducked his head in shame and rued his decision to come to the Lima Bean today. He should have known Cooper would want to tag along. And ruin everything. Ugh.

“I mean, there are so many coffee shops in Westerville and around it,” Cooper continued. “There must be one that’s decent?”

“Cooper, shut up!” Blaine hissed.

Cooper raised his eyebrows at Blaine, and seemed about to tell him off, but then he noticed something that thankfully shut him up.

“Oh, now I see why you wanted to come here,” Cooper whispered, still too loud. “For the eye candy!”

Blaine jabbed him with his elbow. “Shut up!”

He looked at the counter, and saw to his relief that the barista hadn’t heard them. He had his back to them – oh, what a drool-worthy sight! – and was stocking the pastry case, and… singing? Oh wow, yes, he was singing! In a high, clear voice, that entranced Blaine straightaway.

“Every now and then I get a little bit terrified And then I see the look in your eyes”

“Turn around, bright eyes,” Cooper chimed in, and the barista whirled around in shock.

Blaine wanted to sink through the floor, and hissed, “Cooper!”

“What? I need my coffee fix! A white mocha, please.”

After a split second of silence, the barista grinned at the two of them. “Coming right up. And a medium drip for you?”

Blaine’s mouth fell open. “You know my coffee order?”

The barista winked at him, turned around and resumed singing.

When he was nearly at the chorus again, Cooper nudged Blaine. “Your turn now.”

“What? Coop, I’m not… You can’t just…”

“Oh, come on! He liked it when I sang my part!”

Cooper sidled a bit closer and whispered in Blaine’s ear. “Go on, sing with him, and slip him your phone number after.”

“Coop!”

“Oh! That’s your cue! Sing!”

“Turn around, bright eyes,” Blaine sang hesitantly, and yes, the barista whipped his head around and beamed at him.

By the time they’d finished the song together, Cooper had already paid for both drinks and was sitting at a table, watching them with a humongous grin and sipping his mocha.

“You have an amazing singing voice,” Blaine said.

The barista winked again. “Right back atcha, gorgeous. You and your… friend?... are great singers, too.”

“He’s my brother!” Cooper enlightened him. “And he’s single, and totally into you. We drove two hours just to come and have a coffee here, that should tell you enough.”

Blaine wanted to sink through the floor. Now he would never be able to come back here. Why did Cooper always ruin EVERYTHING?

“Hey…” said a low voice, and he felt a hand over his for a second. He looked up slowly, right into those blue-green eyes that had captured his heart from the moment he first saw them.

“I like you too,” the barista admitted. “You’re the best part of my day. Cute, and dapper, and so polite. And a good singer, too.”

Blaine saw Cooper miming “Phone number”, and rolled his eyes.

The barista giggled. “Is he always…?”

“This over-the-top? Yes. Lacking boundaries? Yes. Embarrassing me? Yes. He’s… Well, he’s Cooper.”

“And your name is?” the barista asked.

“Blaine,” said Blaine, and he held his hand out.

“Kurt,” said the barista, and shook Blaine’s hand.

“Would you… Would you go out with me sometime, Kurt?” Blaine asked.

Kurt smiled. “I’d love to.”

“Take him to Rent, squirt,” Cooper boomed. “I’d much rather go see Captain Marvel anyway.”

Blaine whipped his head around. “But… But I got you those tickets for Christmas!”

Cooper shrugged. “So they’re mine now, and I get to do with them whatever makes me happy. And hey, helping my brother impress his date by taking him to Rent makes me happy. Here you go!”

Cooper handed him the tickets, with a broad grin.

Blaine stared at them for a moment.

“I like Rent,” Kurt piped up. “So when and where do we meet?”

Blaine looked up. Kurt was grinning widely, too.

“It’s… It’s tonight, actually. At eight. At the Westerville Theatre.”

Kurt nodded. “So we meet outside, at about a quarter to eight?”

“Perfect!” Cooper boomed, clapping Blaine on the shoulder. “Blaine will be there.”

Kurt smiled at Blaine. “Can’t wait! Oh, and here’s your medium drip.”

Blaine took his coffee, waved at Kurt and followed his brother out of the Lima Bean.

“You have no game at all, squirt!” Cooper told him, once they were on the road again. “Thank heavens I was there to take matters in hand. You owe me so bad.”

“Don’t call me squirt,” Blaine snapped at him.

“Hey, don’t be mean! I got you a date with the boy of your dreams!” Cooper wiggled his eyebrows. “So the least you can do is say thank you.”

Blaine sighed. “Thanks, I guess.”

Cooper beamed and started to sing. “Hey, it’s okay, you’re welcome… For the sun, the sea, the sky. Hey, it’s okay, you’re welcome…”

Blaine groaned and sank deeper into his seat.

“Oh, come on, you know you want to sing along…” Cooper wheedled.

Blaine looked at the tickets he was still holding, and thought of Kurt smiling at him and agreeing to a date. His stomach fluttered, and the corners of his mouth ticked up, and before he knew it, he was singing along. “Hey, it’s okay, you’re welcome…”

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fics where klaine meet at a party?

The Party Favor by CoffeeAddict80 | @caramelcoffeeaddict

After Blaine’s brother ditches him at a party where he doesn’t know anyone, he’s approached by Kurt who has a big favor to ask.

Note: Also check out Costume Party Confusion.

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Bang Bang by afterthenovels

Kurt has a very loud birthday party. Blaine is the police officer who gets the noise complaint. It doesn’t go so well, until it does.

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Instant Boyfriend by @little-escapist

Blaine is at a party and sees that his ex, Sebastian, is there with his new boyfriend. It leads to a desperate question to a beautiful stranger that has unexpected consequences.

Written for a prompt on tumblr.

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In College You Know Who You Are by honorarymaraudr (PDF and EPUB]

This was written as a response to a prompt on the kink meme: "Kurt goes to college in NYC while Finn goes to college at OSU. Once in a while he goes back to Ohio and visits Finn on campus, where he meets Blaine during a party. The two hit it off immediately but are not looking for a relationship for whatever reason but both have needs, so they settle for a one night stand. Kurt keeps running into Blaine every time he comes back to Ohio (either intentionally or not ;)) and they quickly become friends with benefits. They also have phone/Skype sex and eventually hang out more together outside of the bedroom whenever Kurt is in town, until they realize they might want their relationship to be more than just physical. :)"

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Dirt On Your Name by wishicouldeletethisacc

Blaine Anderson is NYU's most notorious lothario. Everyone knows his name, and people either warn each other off him or vie for his attention. So when he meets Kurt Hummel at a party their dorm is hosting for the newly moved-in freshmen, he expects either rejection or, more likely, approval – and gets so much more than he ever would have guessed, and had definitely never hoped for.

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Like A Firework by BeautifulUnseen | @xbeautifulunseenx

Kurt, who has tried to stay away from the music industry, meets a beautiful stranger one night at a party and falls hard. The only problem is the beautiful stranger is Blaine Anderson, rockstar.

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A Moment of Serendipity by ittlebitz

A brief glimpse at a party, and Blaine Anderson can’t get a pair of blue eyes off his mind. AU that will refer to people and events from season 2 in different context.

Note: You need to be logged into an AO3 account to access this fic.

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The Holidays 'Verse by dahlstrom, icedwhitemocha

Blaine tried not to dwell on the handsome stranger he’d met — and kissed, oh god, it had been so nice — a few days earlier. Sure, he’d had beautiful eyes and a melodious voice and his hands had been really soft, but he was gone, and that was that. There were eight million people in New York City, and Blaine didn’t even know the guy’s name, let alone how to find him.

Happy Reading! - HKVoyage