#klaine alternate meeting

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A Boyfriend For Christmas

Author: CoffeeAddict80/ @caramelcoffeeaddict

Rating: T

Status: Completed in December 2023

Word Count: 9,221

Summary: When Kurt takes his 6-year-old nephew, Caleb, to see Santa, he's mortified when Caleb asks Santa to give his Uncle Kurt a new boyfriend for Christmas; Blaine - who is working as one of Santa's helpers - however, is eager to help Caleb get his Christmas wish.

Tropes/Genre: fluff, Christmas, alternate meeting, Uncle Kurt

Lynne's review: This is pure sugar and I loved it so much!!

Read at: AO3

[klaineineverylifetime]

The Wandering Poet

Title: The Wandering Poet (2012)

Author: wynniethepooh

Links: AO3 [x] FF.net [x] LJ [x] Klaineficspdf [x]

Words: 27k; POV: Blaine; Rating: T

Summary: Love is not a common factor between the people in Blaine's life.

Review: A lovely little heartache of a character study about Blaine coming of age and doing his best in an unfair situation. It can be a tough read at times, especially given the tenuous nature of his relationship with Cooper (a decidedly more dour version with canonical tensions pulled out and exaggerated), but the pacing and voice helps cast some light on the shadows. Though this is arguably more of a Blaine story than a KurtandBlaine story, there’s still moments of quiet, grounded emotional intimacy as they build their friendship that really cuts to the heart of their connection. This is one of those stories that you can really settle into while it settles itself under your skin; they feel real, Blaine’s hurt and desperation is palpable, and all that’s left to do is hope they find their happy ending (or perhaps their happy beginning).

[annepi-blog]

Klainetober2024 [1/4]

- Costume Connections

Hello everybody,

To your (and my) surprise, I'm apparently writing for Klainetober this year as well.

After I spontaneously wrote my last story for a Klaine challenge and just finished it, I thought I might need a break until Christmas. But then I saw the prompt for the first week of Klainetober and had an idea that I had to write down right away. Let's see if I can be as creative for the other weeks.

And oops, it turned out to be much longer than I had planned for a one-shot.

I hope you like it! Let me know, comments are my motivation :D

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Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationship: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel

Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, Adam Crawford

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - College/University, Meet-Cute, Halloween Costumes, Minor Adam Crawford/Kurt Hummel, Star Wars References

Words: 8,655

Summary:

If you were to ask Kurt Hummel how his night went... well, he had better ones. Kurt and his boyfriend are invited to an exclusive NYADA Halloween party, but the night takes a turn Kurt didn't expect. My contribution for Klainetober 2024 Prompt for Week 1: NYADA Halloween Party

[caramelcoffeeaddict]

A Season of New Developments [Klaine Fanfiction]

Relationships: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, Isabelle Wright Chapters: 1/1 [Complete] Word Count: 10,618 Rating: Teen&Up Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Different First Meeting, Christmas Fluff, Neighbors!Klaine, Coworkers!Klaine, Photographer!Blaine, Vogue!Kurt, Stylist!Kurt Summary: Shortly after Kurt moves into a new apartment building and meets his hot new neighbor, Blaine, he hires Blaine to photograph a huge fashion spread that he's organizing for the January issue of Vogue. In the meantime, the two men spend their free time getting to know one another better. Author Notes: Written for the Klaine Secret Santa Gift Exchange as a gift for @jayne89 ❤️️ Merry Christmas, Kay! 🎄 Hope you enjoy your gift! 🎁 :) Original Post Date: December 2023

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[bitbybitwrites]

Sanctuary - Klaine fan fic (Klaine Word Scramble 2023) - Chp 1

So here's a little something I've been thinking about, which was inspired by this artwork by @datshitrandom and a sort of a prompt by @justgleekout who had asked for a medieval prince!blaine and an elf!kurt meeting in the woods.

And so this fic was born.

Also, I'm really fascinated by the @klaine-word-scramble challenge. I've loved the stories that folks have written so far for it, so here's me taking a ( really slow- because that's just how I roll) start on it.

Not sure how many of the prompts will finish out the story - I'm flying by the seat of my pants on this one. Also note - the rating may or may not change as well.

Thanks for coming along for the ride!

Rating: Mature

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category: M/M

Fandom: Glee

Relationship: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel

Characters: Kurt Hummel, Blaine Anderson

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Magic, Elf!Kurt, medievalprince!blaine, klainewordscramble2023

Language:English

Collections:Klaine Word Scramble 2023

Stats:Published:2023-08-29

Updated:2023-08-29

Words:1,779

Chapters:1/?

[fallevs]

✨️ the masterlist no one asked for ✨️

Although I've been a member of this fandom for only a few years and have been publishing stories for even less time (because I have written quite a few, but some of them are well hidden in my pc), I thought it would be fun to create a masterlist, in case anyone wants to take a look at the nonsense I create.

Under the cut you will find the stories with tags and triggers

Invisible Strings verse:

Don't let me go (cause I'm tired of feeling alone)

9,868 words

Relationship: Kurt/Blaine

Tags: Platonic Romance, Fluff and Angst, Blangst, Sadie Hawkins Dance, Gay Bashing, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Hate Crimes, Violence, Trauma removed, Age Difference, Alternate Universe, Hospitalization, Verbal Humiliation, Nurse!Kurt

Sequel: A moment of forever

6,897 words

Relationship: Kurt/Blaine

This is slightly angsty, but mostly fluff and melancholy.

Neighbors Apart

19,514 words

Relationship: Kurt/Blaine

Tags: Mutual Frustration, They can't stand each other until they do, Falling In Love, Idiots in Love, Neighbors!Klaine, Fluff and Crack, Some Humor, A little bit of angst, Eventual Smut, Anal Sex, Inspired by an italian movie, Blink and you'll miss it blood mention, Blink and you'll miss it Kurtbastian, Antarctica, Saving the whales, Saving the turtles, Alternate Universe, Manhattan

Last Night I Dreamt That Somebody Loved Me

Klaine Secret Santa Gift Exchange 2023

4,145 words

Relationship: Kurt/Blaine

Tags: Alternate Universe, Soulmates, Dreams, Dreams vs. Reality, Light Angst, Poetry, Love Poems, Inspired by Romeo and Juliet, Writer!Blaine, Florist!Kurt, Nostalgia, Melancholy, Memories, Epistolary, Diary/Journal, Language of Flowers

My Name Has My Father's Voice

10.636 words

Kurt and Burt centric, Kurt/Blaine

Tags: Character Death, Cancer, Terminal Illnesses, Father-Son Relationship, Hospitalization, Not Canon Compliant, Glee Season/Series 04, Takes place after Christmas, Finn is well and alive, Angst and Tragedy, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Suicidal Thoughts, Based on a real experience, Vomiting, Crying

Headphones Recommended

9,212 words

Relationship: Kurt/Blaine

Tags: Online Romance , Cute, Meet-Cute, Cute Ending, Everything is Beautiful and Nothing Hurts, Insomnia, Jeremiah is an ass, And Sebastian can't stand him, Some Humor, Tumblr Prompt, Teacher!Blaine, He teaches art history, I don't know why... but I can imagine him doing it, Massage Therapist!Kurt, Asmrartist!Kurt, ASMR, Fluff and Humor, Mentioned Quinn Fabray, Lesbian Kitty Wilde, ASMR Triggers

[eldarvendeglee]

I've never been this frustrated over finding a fanfiction to read. I have to admit that i am used to the vastness of klaine (glee) content. But, for the life of me, i can't find anything that meets my basic tags in tmr ff fandom. So, I'm asking for help. More specifically for suggestions. I've never had any difficulty finding many of my current favorite stories, but this is also the first time that I'm looking for a fic with a female oc, out of the majority of newtmas fics. I'm just looking for a completed fic of tmr, tst, tdc; alternative ending to Newt's death; an omniscient, third person narrator and most importantly an original female character who doesn't go by y/n or you or I. Newt and the girl falling in love ofc! I welcome all the help i can get 'cause I've been searching everywhere for sooo long. I've found on quotev and one on ao3 but not much anywhere else. I really need to get over Newt's death... please help me <3

[wowbright]

Fic: One Body

Klaine Valentine’s Challenge 2023: “I'll Never Not Love You” by Michael Bublé (Day 4 prompt)

Words: ~4,500 words

Rating: Teen and Up

Summary: Over dinner with the elderly Catholic lesbians, Kurt has a lot of complicated feelings.

I’m back with more vignettes from my Mormon!Klaine universe for Klaine Valentines 2023! This vignette takes place after Plain to See. Mutual pining, and Kurt thinks Blaine is straight.

Notes: Jana and Liesl are Jan the jeweler and Liz her partner from 4.22 “All or Nothing.” English version of the children’s hymn alluded to: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BIAMDF81w8k German version: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T1fijOx1Jn4

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“This is my wife, Jana,” Liesl said, beaming.

Kurt’s reaction wasn’t what Blaine expected. His eyes didn't go in wide in shock. He didn't glance over at Blaine in question or confusion.

The only sign of anything out of the ordinary was a slight straightening of his already ramrod shoulders. A small adjustment to a new reality. “Nice to meet you,” Kurt said, shaking hands with Jana. “I'm Elder Hummel.”

*

Kurt considered, briefly, telling the women that there had been a misunderstanding. That this was just a quick visit; they were expected for dinner elsewhere. (It wouldn't have been an outright lie. No person was expecting them, but the rules were their own set of expectations. It would have been too awkward to outright explain that two boys barely out of high school couldn't dine alone with two grandmotherly women because something sexually untoward might happen—particularly considering that the women in question were married to each other and one of the boys in question wasn't attracted to ladies of any age. Saying they were expected elsewhere would be a less complicated way of saying, we're expected to not be here.)

But Jana had a way of holding herself that reminded him, despite her age, of his own mother. On the best of days, Kurt could barely remember his mother's face without looking at a picture. He had vague impressions of dancing with her in the living room to Bruce Springsteen and showtunes, of her lower body swaying, her hands reaching out to him at just about his eye height, his palm clasping with hers as she twirled him about the room.

It was Jana’s hands, he thought. The shape of her palm against his as they completed their greetings.

Or her eyes: green with flecks of gold, and a warmth like embers.

Or maybe it was the frame of her body—willowy and birdlike, long and reedy like a sandhill crane, even as she stood almost a foot shorter than Kurt himself.

It suddenly occurred to Kurt that his mother, too, had probably been shorter than he was now. She had always been so big and lofty, like a skyscraper or a white pine. No matter how tall he grew, he would always remember her as bigger than him. Bigger than life.

Their hands parted. Out the sliding glass doors at the back of the living room, Kurt saw a patio and a table set with placemats and cutlery and two large bottles of mineral water. Jana followed his gaze. “Your companion said there was some rule about meeting alone in the homes of the opposite sex, yes? We figured that should take care of it.” And then she winked.

Kurt felt his heart tip toward her—not falling, not the feeling of alternately plummeting and flying that Blaine filled him with. More like that warm feeling he got around Mercedes: here was a kindred spirit, someone who could understand him and he could understand in return, someone who saw him for who he was.

*

Ten minutes into dinner—after they had gone through the standard small talk of how long each of the missionaries had been in Germany, where they lived in Ingolstadt, whether they had been to the Audi Museum, and why was the name of their church so incredibly long; and during which Kurt was reminded once again how easy his rapport was with Blaine, how effortlessly they built off one another, how much Kurt enjoyed hearing Blaine speak, even when he was saying things that Kurt had heard before, and how that was probably a quality one wanted in a marriage: the ability to see your companion anew, day after day, and to find even the pedestrian things about them charming—Jana set down her fork and leaned forward, intent on hearing something that had not yet been spoken. “You make a charming couple. How long have you two been together?” she asked.

Kurt almost choked on his bite of Jägerschnitzel.

“Nine weeks,” Blaine answered breezily. “Our missions last two years, and we always work in pairs, following the model Christ set out in chapter six of the Book of Mark. But we alternate companions throughout. Elder Hummel has been in Ingolstadt for longer. I met him when I moved here in March from Leipzig.”

“Oh,” Jana said. “I never would have guessed. You seem so close. I would have thought you two had known each other much longer.”

Blaine shrugged. “Maybe we have. March was the first time we met in this life, but in our faith, we believe that we had a life before this, in heaven with God. I have a feeling we knew each other then.”

Kurt moved his foot sideways in search of Blaine’s. When he found it, he gave it a sharp jab with his toe. Yes, they were supposed to share their faith. But they weren't so supposed to make it sound so weird and hippy dippy.

“Ah.” Jana smiled and reached toward Liesl’s hand, giving it a fond squeeze. “Liesl used to say that kind of thing to me. She went through a sort of Hindu phase when we were younger.”

Liesl rolled her eyes. “It does disservice to actual Hindus by calling it that. I was just looking for something less binding than Catholicism. I dabbled in a lot of things.”

“And where did you land?” asked Kurt, hoping this would steer the conversation away from—well, Kurt wasn’t exactly sure where it was heading. But he couldn't get rid of the nagging feeling that, despite Blaine’s answer, Jana thought they were boyfriends, and if they continued on a Jana-led path, she would outright say it sooner rather than later. And Blaine, being as oblivious as he was, would keep answering her probings in a way that mistakenly confirmed her beliefs, before finally realizing the error and saying, with a kindhearted laugh, Oh, I’m sorry. My German’s still not what it should be. I misunderstood. I'm straight. I love Elder Hummel, but not in a romantic way.

And Kurt couldn’t handle hearing those words.

“Where did I land?” echoed Liesl. “I suppose you could say I landed back in Catholicism. Obviously, I'm not orthodox. But there are many, many people in Catholicism who are not orthodox. There is a sort of expectation in our version of Christianity that we're all going to fail. Catholicism is not a religion that demands perfect faith and perfect obedience. And if you end up with a priest that does—well, you ignore him. Find another parish to attend. Not that I attend much, either. But when I speak to God, when I want to connect to something bigger than myself—Catholicism is the language I use. It’s like a mother tongue, you know? You don't pick the language you were born into, but once you learn to speak it, it resonates like no other. You two—” Liesl gestured at the missionaries with her fork “—were born speaking the language of Mormonism, and that feels like home to you. All religion is like that. Like languages, none is better than the other. They are just tools for understanding.”

Jana scoffed. “I can't agree with you that none is better than the other. None is completely right, and none is completely wrong, but what about those crazies who poisoned the Tokyo subway?”

“Wait—did this happen recently?” Kurt said. “We don’t follow the news.”

“No, no,” Liesl explained. “In the 1990s. Maybe you two weren’t born. Now I feel old. Some weird Buddhist offshoot pumped mustard gas into the subway at rush hour and killed at least a dozen people.”

“Oh,” Kurt said. “I didn’t know. Did you, Elder Anderson?”

Blaine shook his head. “I thought Buddhists were pacifists.”

“Well, you’re old enough to know about 9/11,” Jana said.

Liesl sighed in exasperation. “That’s not real Islam. Most Muslims don’t go around flying planes into buildings.”

“I'm not saying they do,” said Jana. “I’m simply saying that not all religious beliefs are the same. Some are objectively better than others.”

“Yes, but the examples you bring up aren’t religions,” Liesl said with conviction. “Those are cults.”

Jana shrugged. “People in cults never believe they're in cults. They believe they have ‘the truth.’”

Kurt had to change the direction of this conversation. The mention of cults was never a good sign. It too often led to questions about whether the Mormons were a cult, and did they still practice polygamy, and why were they so secretive about what went on in those temples, anyway? “Well,” Kurt said, “if there's one thing we can all agree on, it's that those people didn’t have the truth. God doesn't condone terrorism or mass murder.”

Liesl chuckled. Kurt obviously didn't know her well, but it sounded like a mixture of half discomfort, half relief. “I hope we can agree on more than that!”

Blaine took that as his opportunity. “I’m certain we can,” he said. “For example, what do you feel is foundational to faith? The most important thing one could learn from religion? I bet we have some things in common there.”

“God is love,” Liesl answered without a pause.

Jana took longer. “‘Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.’ And you? What's foundational to you?” Yes

Kurt knew what Blaine's response would be before he spoke. “What Liesl said,” Blaine answered.

But Kurt had to think about it. Jana’s answer covered part of it, but was incomplete. As for Blaine or Liesl—they weren’t wrong. Not exactly. But it wasn't his answer. He could believe that Jesus was love or the Holy Spirit was love. Even Heavenly Mother, he could believe was love.

But for God to be loved, the sentiment had to apply to all of the Godhead. And he wasn't sure about God the Father?

Sometimes Kurt felt Heavenly Father’s love so clearly. But other times, when he scrutinized the Plan of Salvation too closely, it was hard to believe in that love. How could an all-knowing God create a plan that required every single one of his children to marry a member of the opposite sex and be fruitful and multiply, while knowing that this very plan would be misery to a portion of those children?

If the Plan of Salvation wasn’t for the happiness of God’s children, then who was it for? Whenever Kurt asked himself that question, he was lead inevitably to the thought that Heavenly Father had created that plan not for the benefit of humankind, but for his own benefit. That he had created earth and all its inhabitants for the sole purpose of having people to rule over.

There was this idea in Mormonism that Heavenly Father was not the first of his kind. That he had once been a man like Blaine or Kurt, but became a god by faithfully obeying the rules that his own Heavenly Father had set out for him to follow. As a god, he created his own worlds and populated them, and imposed those same rules on his creations. Those of his children who managed to obey and persevere could in turn become gods, who could then create their own worlds and subject their own children to the same rules, ad infinitum.

As the deified descendants of Heavenly Father grew in number, he grew in glory. If Kurt had children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren who all maintained faithful membership in the church and entered the celestial kingdom, he would have greater glory than if they became Lutherans or Baptists or gave up on religion altogether. He would certainly have more glory than he could ever earn as an unmarried, chaste, childless homosexual.

It was like a divine pyramid scheme, with no ultimate purpose but to enrich those who played the game right. In a divine plan like that, the capacity of a god to love or not love seemed inconsequential. It was simply about following the rules, taking the right steps, repeating a pattern simply because that was the only pattern one knew.

Kurt couldn't believe that was his ultimate purpose—to become a god who repeated the mistakes of the previous generations of gods, and who compelled his own children to repeat those same mistakes. Such gods weren’t gods at all. They were powerless cogs in a providential machine.

No. Kurt couldn't believe in this kind of Heavenly Father. And yet he also did, without wanting to, because it was the language he had been raised in.

What languages were complex, expansive things. The English language had 400,000 words, most of which Kurt probably can't even encountered yet. German had six different ways to say the word “a.”

The language of Kurt’s heart had the same sort of complexity. Amid the confusion, there also lay beauty. A memory left into Kurt’s mind from the previous Sunday. As he had walked past the primary room, he'd heard one of his favorite hymns from his own childhood.

He heard the refrain now in his mind, and realized it was a summation of the simple faith he’d had as a little boy, before his mother died and everything became complicated.

It was the faith he wanted to have now.

“Love one another,” Kurt said. “That's the most important thing.”

*

They met when they were sixteen. It was love at first sight, but it took a while for either of them to admit it. “I knew I was gay already—well, not in those terms, but I knew that I didn't like boys and that I liked girls,” said Jana after clearing the last piece of potato off her plate. “Liesl had a boyfriend she’d been dating for three years. I figured they were going to get married.”

Liesl laughed. “Except he was gay, too. I was gay, and he was gay, and we dated for—what was it, now, Jana, five years?—and we never spoke about it. I had my suspicions. He never wanted to make out with me. Little kisses, yes, but nothing passionate. I felt so lucky to have a boy who was so respectful! I found out years later why he was, when I came back from college. He’s in the Netherlands now, with a husband and stepchildren and everything. You know, they got married in a church before it was legally recognized there—maybe before you two were even born! Jana and I have talked about getting married in a church, but then we’d have to become Protestants first, and that would be ... well, it just doesn’t fit.”

“So how did you two get together, then?” Blaine asked. It wasn't an appropriate question, but Kurt did not poke Blaine with his big toe. He was curious, too.

“Oh. Well. That’s complicated," Liesl said. "There were some things in high school when I was still with this boy, but I won't go into the salacious details. And then a falling out, and I was never going to talk to her ever again—”

“With good reason,” Jana chimed in.

“—but two years into college, she contacted me, and I couldn't not see her, and—” Liesl squeezed Jana’s hand, their faces transforming into something much younger, as if they were in the first flush of love “—it's been 40 years and counting, and I wouldn't have it any other way."

“That's so romantic." Blaine’s eyes were practically sparkling with sympathetic joy. “Meeting so young and really, well, growing up together.”

"I don't think a lot of gay people find that,” Jana said. “so many people don't even know they're gay until later in life. And even if they do, there's the closet and all the pressures from the outside world. Plus, there’s fewer of us. For a lot of people, it takes years to meet the right person. Though I suppose that can be true for straight people too. When we were younger, you know, in the seventies with sexual liberation and everything, a lot of our friends thought we were a bit silly to commit when we were so young. And of course, some people in our family thought we were too young to know that we were gay. But when you’ve met the right person, you know. Youth and inexperience is no reason to lose out on being with them.”

“So true,” Blaine nodded. He looked over at Kurt with a smile, and something welled in Kurt—a feeling of both pain and exhilaration, pushing into his breastbone, as if Blaine was thinking the same thing that Kurt was: You’re the person I don't want to lose out on.

Blaine looked away, and the illusion passed. But the ache in Kurt’s chest remained.

*

“Two years?” Jana said later in the meal, after setting out generous slices of apple cake in front of the two missionaries. “You each are in Germany for two years, yes? And then what?”

“Then we go back to the United States,” Blaine said with a wistful, almost sad, expression.

“And you are missionaries there, or?”

“No. Then we go to college.” Blaine poked at his apple cake, breaking off a small piece and stabbing it gently with his dessert fork, but not yet bringing it up to his lips.

“And what do you study for? To be priests?”

“No,” said Kurt, who had already sampled the cake—delicious—and wanted to release Blaine from the obligation of talking so that he could taste it, as well. “We're already priests. It’s different from Catholicism. Or Protestantism. Most boys get ordained into the priesthood at the age of 12.”

Liesl’s eyes almost bugged out of her head. “That's quite a commitment for a 12-year-old.”

“Yes, but— Perhaps not the same commitment as one of your priests. The priesthood gives us the power to do certain things in the name of God. At the very beginning, one can do things like distribute the sacrament. Later, one can bless it. As one progresses, one can do other things like bless the sick and perform baptisms. But for most of us, it's not a full-time calling like it is for your priests. I mean, it is—we're always mindful of the privilege with which we have been entrusted and of the need to fulfill our callings—but we aren't performing the administrative functions of running a church, or conducting mass every day, or hearing confessions.”

“All right,” Jana said. “But what I'm trying to figure out is, what exactly is a missionary in your church? You see, when I was your age, I became a novitiate.”

“Novitiate?” Kurt and Blaine repeated in twin confusion.

“A candidate for becoming a religious sister. A nun,” Jana explained. “So having dinner with you tonight, talking about God, seeing the fire in your eyes… it reminds me of myself when I was younger.”

If Kurt had been asked to guess which of the two women had been a Catholic zealot in her younger years, it certainly wouldn't have been Jana. He thought better of saying so, however, and instead placed another piece of apple cake on his tongue.

“When you are exploring a calling to become a religious sister, there are stages to it,” Jana explained. “As a novitiate, you live and work with the sisters, but it’s an exploratory period. You are not asked to commit yourself yet. You experience the life, you talk with God and your spiritual director, and after months or years, you gain clarity whether or not you should take your vows. You know the basic vows, yes? No? Chastity, poverty, and obedience. Anyway, I wondered if being a missionary is like being a novitiate?”

No, Kurt was about to say, but Blaine spoke first. “Yes and no. We’ve already taken vows of chastity and obedience. Not poverty, though. For better or worse, Mormons aren't fond of poverty. And the vow of chastity is that you won’t have relations with anyone other than your spouse. It's not a vow to never get married.”

Liesl perked up. “And when you do get married—does this vow permit you to marry a man? Or only a woman?”

“The vow itself?” Blaine asked. “It doesn't specify. It does say that your marriage should be legal and lawful in the place where you live.”

“It’s state by state in the U.S., right? So is it legal to marry a man where you're from?” Liesl asked.

“No,” Blaine said, in a tone that sounded almost deflated. “But in America, you can always move to a different state if you want to. It's like the EU that way.”

Kurt knew that Blaine had good intentions. but it was irritating, all the same. “Elder Anderson is wrong.”

Blaine looked like Kurt had just stabbed him in the thigh. Kurt had the urge to reach under the table and comfort the metaphorical wound. he ignored it.

“As a missionary, this isn't something I would usually discuss with people. But you have been open with us, and I feel I should be open with you. Elder Anderson doesn't want to offend you, or me. So he paints a rosy picture. Because he’s straight and it doesn’t personally affect him, he doesn't understand how being positive can actually hurt people like us in the long run. How hiding the truth can make it harder to deal with when you finally find out. I’m gay, though. And I can tell you with certainty that missionaries are expected to return home, find a compatible woman, and marry her for time and all eternity. That is the only way to the highest level of salvation in our church. And I will never reach it unless I marry a woman, not a man.”

Blaine’s lips were tight with frustration. Possibly even anger. Or was it hurt? “But—”

“And if I were to marry a man, or have a relationship with one, that would be seen as a violation of my covenants.”

“Well,” said Liesl, frowning. "When are you released from these covenants? Three years? Nine years? In Jana’s order, the temporary vows were renewed every—what was it, Jana?”

“I think it was five,” said Jana. “I never got that far, of course.”

“I don't understand the question," Kurt said. "Covenants are for time and all eternity.”

“No! No, no, no.” Jana shook her head vigorously, with a passion that sparked another sense memory of his mother, slamming an issue of New Era on the kitchen table in disgust and saying to his father, He’s the prophet, but he’s certainly not speaking as one.

“Humans can't make covenants for all eternity because we're humans,” Jana said. “We die. From where we are, we can’t see into eternity. We can’t even see into the future of our own lives. That's why the religious orders have periods of exploration, and when you take your first vows, they are temporary. They have an expiration date, because you don't know what it's going to be like to live those vows until you actually do it. Only then do you have enough information to make a permanent commitment."

“Clearly their religion does things differently," Liesl said gently, trying to dial back her wife’s intensity.

It didn't work. Jana set her sites on Kurt, her gaze piercing through him. “How do you feel about having made this covenant, Elder Hummel? Do you truly feel that you should spend the rest of your life alone or in a loveless marriage based on a value made when you were, what, eighteen? Nineteen? How do you ever even experience romantic love? Did you know what you were giving away?”

Shame and self-righteousness and rage—with Jana? with the church? with God?—warred within Kurt’s brain. He touched his mangled CTR ring. He took a deep breath. “I've said enough. I don't feel comfortable answering that question."

Jana's forehead wrinkled. “Well, I'll tell you how I feel. I don't like that. I don't like that at all. The Catholic Church doesn't celebrate relationships like mine and Liesl’s. But it never asked me to take a vow against them. And you’re too young to have taken vows already, before you even had a taste of the religious life. Elder Anderson, did you know what you were promising?”

“No. I didn't.” Blaine said with a pained look. “And I don’t think Elder Hummel did, either. And you’re right. That’s not fair. It's too much to ask of anyone, to never have real companionship or love.”

Kurt glared at him. He shouldn’t. Showing displeasure with your companion in front of investigators was highly unprofessional. But really, it was so annoying. Blaine was talking against the church, which is absolutely should not be doing in front of nonmembers. And why? He had no obligation to take on Kurt’s battles for him. Kurt didn't want him to. Blaine’s life was going to be easy, and he should appreciate that—not worry so much about any pain Kurt might be going through. Knowing Blaine cared that much just made the pain worse. “I wouldn't put it that way,” Kurt snapped. “I've been in the church since I was born. I know what it's about. We attend religious classes every day throughout high school. We received specific preparatory classes before we made our covenants.”

Jana remained skeptical. “Preparation requires more than classes and abstract knowledge. I thought I was exactly cut out for the religious life. I had no interest in marrying a man, I enjoyed material possessions but wasn't fixated on them, and I longed for rules and structure. The world—the little of it I had experienced—was frightening to me. I should clarify that I already had met Liesl at this point. We had gone to high school together, and I knew what I felt for her was not what a girl usually felt toward her female friends. I knew that I loved her, and she had told me that she loved me. And that terrified me. We didn't have legal partnerships back then in Germany. Even France and Denmark didn't have them. There was no place in the world where same sex-marriage was legal. I didn't know how we could build a life together. So when she started college, I went to the cloister. But my spiritual director—she could see through me. She kept asking me why I was called to a religious life. And I kept telling her it was because it was the only life I could see myself living. I thought that was a good answer. But she wasn't satisfied. Finally, one day—it before Easter, the crocuses had only started peeking through the ground and all the branches of the trees were still bare—and she said, ‘Jana, are you running toward this life, or are you running away from life outside?’”

Liesl was watching Jana speak, enraptured. It was clear she had heard this story before, but her eyes teared up all the same. She reached out and lay her hand on top of her wife’s, and Jana’s turned instinctively toward it until they were palm to palm, fingers wrapped together.

“That’s when I understood,” Jana said. “In or outside of the community, I was never not going to love Liesl. God knew that. God didn’t want me to live a life that I could live. God wanted me to live the life that I should live. And as hard as it is for many Christians to understand, that life is the one I've made with her.”

Against his will, Kurt’s gaze was drawn toward Blaine. His companion’s eyes welled with tears. Blaine blinked them back, but one still managed to trickle down his cheek. It seemed to enter Kurt's skin spread to his heart, making it cramp at the contact. Kurt wanted so badly to wipe the tear from his Blaine’s face.  He wanted so badly not to care what Blaine felt at all.

“Thank you for sharing something so personal, Jana,” Blaine said. “It's so beautiful.”

Jana gave him a bittersweet smile. “I suppose I was hoping your faith gives individuals the same room to discern their callings. Not to push everyone on the same path. The church should reflect the body of Christ, and ‘a body has many parts, but all its many parts form one body. …  If the whole body were an eye, where would the sense of hearing be? If the whole body were an ear, where would the sense of smell be? God has placed the parts in the body, each in their difference—just as he wanted them to be.’”

[hkvoyage]

Klaine fic: Anderson’s Alley and Arcade

Klaine Prompt Reverse Bang 2022 Fic: Anderson’s Alley and Arcade

Author: @hkvoyage

Artist: @caramelcoffeeaddict

Prompt Provided by: @caramelcoffeeaddict

Pairing: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Word Count: 13,223

Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, Burt Hummel, Carole Hudson-Hummel, Unique Adams, Jeff, Nick, Trent, Jean Baptiste

Summary: When Kurt confessed that he was growing bored with his life in NYC, Burt suggested that he take up bowling. After all, they used to be the Big/Little league champions back in the day. Over Christmas, Burt even found a nearby place for Kurt to bowl. In the new year, Kurt visited the alley and quickly joined its bowling league so he could spend more time with the cute new owner. An alternative meeting featuring bowling alley owner!Blaine and NYADA!Kurt.

Genre/Tropes: Alternative Meeting, Alternative Universe, New York City, Bowling, Fluff, No Angst, Smut, Love at First Sight, Bowling Alley Owner!Blaine, NYADA!Kurt

Warnings: None

Author’s Notes:

Thank you to the moderators for organizing the challenge and helping to keep the fandom alive.

Many thanks to my amazing betas @lilyvandersteen and kellyb321. Your input has been invaluable and has made this story that much better.

For the first time, I'm posting a fic to scarvesandcoffee.net. A new administrator has taken over and made some improvements. If you haven't visited the site before, I urge you to because it has some classic Klaine fics that you can't find anywhere else.

The fic is now completed and available on AO3,  FF.net, and S&C.

[1908jmd]

THE-LIMA-BEAN

KLAINE PROMPT REVERSE BANG 2022

Klaine Prompt Reverse Bang Fic:  LET IT SNOW (OR AT LEAST STOP SLEETING)

Author: @1908jmd

Artist: @riverance

Prompt Provided by: @1908jmd

Pairing(s): Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel

Rating: Teenage/Mature

Word Count: 9715

Characters: Blaine, Kurt, Cooper Anderson; Sue Sylvester; Rory Flanagan, Santana Lopez, Brittany S Pierce, Finn Hudson, Quinn Fabray, Mike Chang, Sam Evans, Noah Puckerman, Lauren Zizes, Sugar Motta, Ken Tanaka, Howard Bamboo, Brenda Castle, April Rhodes

Summary: What could be more ideal than a snowy Christmas vacation with good friends and a chance to make new friends? What could go wrong?

Genre/Tropes: Fluff; alternative meeting

Warnings: None; small amount of smut - not really

Let It Snow - Or At Least Stop Sleeting - Chapter 1 - 1908jmd - Glee [Archive of Our Own]

[klaine-a03-feed]

Let The Cat Out Of The Bag

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/UKDIivw by ANNA_TIMBERLAKE Sometimes, life is a Macavity. It has its hidden paws to make things work. That includes bringing crushes to confess out of nowhere and getting to pet a cute fluffy cat! Written for the Klaine Secret Santa Exchange 2023. Part 1 gift of the exchange. A totally fluff kitty involved fic. Words: 3968, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Glee, Glee Klaine, klaine fandom Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Kurt Hummel, Blaine Anderson, Original Character Relationships: Kurt Hummel/Blaine Anderson Additional Tags: messy meet, Alternate Universe, Turkish angora cat, Funny, Fluff and Humor, collegestudent!kurt, Collegestudent!blaine, College Student, Messy, Klaine secret santa gift exchange 2023(Glee), Klaine secret santa gift exchange, Pets, Life is a macavity, Blaine Anderson and Kurt Hummel are the Same Age, Blaine Anderson and Kurt Hummel had bad day with Mr.Taylor, Mr.Taylor is a drama queen and a hard snitch, Kurt gets a hard punishment, Damn his cat, young adult!Klaine, Fluffy Ending, heading to date, Classmates to crushes, Crushes to potential boyfriends, pet date mention, Cute cat and dog, Without beta I die like a paralyzed cat

[klaineccfanficlibrary]

I want to recommend Dance Me To The End Of Love by Kurtswish.

Yup! It's in the library! ~Lynne

Dance Me To The End Of Love by @kurtswish​

While unwinding at a club, Blaine Anderson meets a stranger who promises him one night of passion. When the night is over, Blaine wants more, so does Kurt; but what Kurt offers him is not quite what he was expecting.

[daltonblaine]

love alternate universe situations where klaine meet for the first time when they're older. blaine's awkward seduction attempts combined with his general enthusiasm and sunshine puppy dog personality and kurt being hopelessly charmed by it all...

[annepi-blog]

Love in Later Chapters (COMPLETE) -

A Klaine Story

Chapters: 14/14 Fandom: Glee Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Falling In Love, Finding Love Later in Life, Romance, Additional Warnings In Author's Note Summary:

Blaine, starting a new chapter after his divorce, decides to explore new territory by learning a new sport he's been curious about. His goal is to regain his confidence and find new joy. Little does he know that it will open the door to a remarkable new connection and bring someone new into his life.

Part of the Klaine Valentine’s Challenge 2024

[caramelcoffeeaddict]

Falling For You [Klaine Fanfiction]

Summary:

A fic written based off a mash-up of these two prompts from the gleepotluckbigbang​ prompt page – Prompt1: During rehearsal I tripped and fell into the orchestra pit and landed on you Prompt2: I have to share a dressing room with the most obnoxious, self-centered jerk; and when you sent flowers to our dressing room, they took them assuming they were for them but they were really for me Featuring: Broadway!Kurt, PianoPlayer!Blaine, Obnoxious!Broadway!Sebastian

Original Post Date: August 2020

READ ON AO3

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Relationships: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, Sebastian Smythe Rating: Teen & Up Chapters: 5/5 [COMPLETE] Words: 9,513 Tags: Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting, Broadway!Kurt, PianoPlayer!Blaine, Orchestra!Blaine, Secret Admirer A/N: as noted above with the original post date, this story was written and posted 4 years ago. even though I really do love the original art that I made for this story, I thought it'd be fun to celebrate the anniversary of this fic with new art and a new post. I hope you all enjoy it! and if anyone is curious about the original art it's below...

[bitbybitwrites]

Klaine Advent fan fic - Sugar and Spice

OK. . . are we crazy?

Maybe a little. I convinced @madas-ahatters-world to work on the @klaineadvent prompts with me.

So we've started a little series and will be adding stories to it bit by bit (ha!) when we can. It is a bit crazy at our houses with the holidays and all.

Thanks as always to iris7124 for her amazing artwork!

I got the first prompt - so here ya go! Enjoy!

Day 1 - Team

Story info below the picture!

Summary: A holiday cookie decorating contest at the Lima Mall brings sweet treats to the patrons, a competition amongst 4 schools and a chance meeting between two boys.

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: M/M

Fandom: Glee

Relationship: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel

Characters: Kurt Hummel, Blaine Anderson, Santana Lopez, Noah Puckerman, Rachel Berry, Finn Hudson, Jeff (Glee), Nick the Warbler (Glee), Wes (Glee), The Warblers (Glee)

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting