#klaine word scramble

[esilher]

« "It's just... look at this view," Blaine continued, his voice filled with quiet awe, "it's like the city is glowing, radiant with all these stories and history. You can almost feel it in the air, like it's alive with the love and dreams of everyone who's ever been here. Every corner, every street... it's all part of something so much bigger, something timeless. It's like the city itself is whispering its secrets to us, sharing the hopes and passions of all those who have come before..." »

Illustration of the story « Leaps and Dives » from @annepi-blog. You can read chapter 8 on AO3. For the Klaine Word Scramble 2024.

[annepi-blog]

Leaps and Dives - A Klaine Story (1/14)

Hello everyone,

Welcome to my impromptu entry for the Klaine Word Scramble 2024! I've always liked the idea of this challenge, but I didn't really have an idea for a story. Then, two days ago, I saw this post and there it was :D

That being said, my August is so full that I won't always be able to write up to date for the prompts, but I promise I'll get it done in time. I think this will be done in September at the latest.

I would also like to point out that I am only a casual sports watcher and do not know too much about the rules of the Olympic disciplines. I will research everything as best I can in the short time between prompts, but forgive me if something is not correct. It's still fiction :) But what I love about the Olympics is the atmosphere and the incredible athletic performances, and I hope I can capture that feeling with this story.

Today's word for the first chapter: earbuds

Summary: As the 2024 Paris Olympics unfold, gymnast Blaine Anderson and diver Kurt Hummel find themselves navigating more than just their athletic dreams. Blaine, focused on his second chance at Olympic glory, crosses paths with Kurt, a newcomer to the world of professional diving with extraordinary talent. What begins as a chance encounter blossoms into something neither of them expected.

[klaine-word-scramble]

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[gleefulpoppet]

A Door to Nowhere & A Door to Somewhere For the 2024 @klaine-word-scramble Challenge •Explicit •Dom/sub with a focus on their emotional dynamic

Kurt Hummel is the personification of a perfect personal assistant. After eight years of working for Isabelle Wright, he had the most prestigious business owners in New York begging to hire him when she retired. He’s kept Blaine Anderson, lawyer extraordinaire, organized and overachieving ever since. There’s just a teeny tiny (colossal) problem: the unfettered chemistry that rages between them. And Mr. Anderson? Well, he has a wife.

You can read it on AO3 [here].

[bitbybitwrites]

Sanctuary - Klaine fan fic (Klaine Word Scramble 2023) - Chp 3

Ah ha! Bet you thought I forgot about this little fic, didn't you!

Nope!

OK . . . so you can read Chp 3 on A03 by clicking here.

And shoutout again to  @datshitrandom and @justgleekout for your inspiration!

Props to my friend @iris7124 for her lovely cover art.

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

[kirakiwiwrites]

Didn’t get as many this time, but laughed a lot writing this!

For this one, we are going back again to before the kids came along. If you have read any of our other stuff, you know we love Cooper so we had to have him in one. We might do one with him and the kids if we have a good idea.

Thanks to @klaine-word-scramble!

(Aug 7 entry - 942 words)

Warnings: explicit language

Title: Raven Expensive

Kurt trudged up the stairs to his apartment, his day finally over. Although it had been a mentally exhausting day being hurried from one audition to another, they had gone well for the most part and he was optimistic. He hoped to have a nice, relaxing evening, but he knew that probably wouldn’t happen. With a deep breath, he prepared himself for what he knew awaited him inside his apartment. Blaine’s brother Cooper was visiting and staying with them. He was mostly entertaining, slightly exhausting, and overall meant well. It didn’t stop Blaine bickering with him though. From the muffled argument he could hear from outside the door, Kurt realized with a sigh it was happening yet again.

“Cooper, it’s a terrible idea. The worst really.”

“Stop trying to squash my dreams!”

“I’m not trying to squash your dreams, you walnut! I’m trying to keep you from embarrassing yourself and me! And our entire family!”

“Dream squisher!”

Kurt hooked his keys next to Blaine’s on the wall and dropped his messenger bag on the table as he shook his head at the two brothers. They were in the living room, Cooper kneeling on the couch backwards and poking Blaine in the face repeatedly while his irate husband smacked his finger away. Kurt put his hands on his hips and resigned himself to be mediator yet again.

“Boys, what’s going on? I leave you for a few hours and you are at each others throats? Do I need to ground you both?”

Blaine softened a little at the sight of his husband and kissed his cheek when he came to stand beside him. “Cooper has been binging Ru Paul’s Drag Race again and now he thinks he wants to be a drag queen. I’ve told him just because he’s watched all the seasons—”

“Including Untucked and All Stars! The international shows are next!”

Blaine rolled his eyes. “Just because he’s watched one show doesn’t mean he is going to be successful as a drag queen. It’s not just about wanting to—“

“I can do it!” Cooper interrupted much to Blaine’s annoyance. “I can serve cunt! And I’m very pretty as a boy, I’m sure to be gorgeous as a queen!” Tossing his head, he gave Kurt his most dazzling smile that truthfully made him blush a little. He was in love with Blaine, of course, but Cooper definitely had his own charm.

How to make peace? He didn’t want to take sides, but the last thing they needed was Cooper ruining the rest of his visit with a half-cocked idea and upsetting Blaine. Kurt gave Blaine’s hand a reassuring squeeze and smiled at Cooper like he would an unreasonable child. “Have you even done drag before?”

“Not on the stage, darling, but I wore a skirt once!” Cooper pretended to brush his hair behind his ears and then caught a glimpse of himself in a mirror. He primped a little, pouting out his lips.

“That was a kilt, you dummy. That’s not a skirt,” Blaine grumbled beside Kurt.

“It still counts!” Cooper retorted. “And my legs looked fantastic. You are just jealous that I could pull it off and you couldn’t! You don’t have the charisma, uniqueness, nerve, or talent I have!” He snapped. “That’s called a read dear brother. It’s an insult.”

Blaine’s eye twitched as the last thread of his patience began to unravel. “I know what a fucking read is, Cooper. This is like every other thing you have picked up for two seconds and tossed away!”

Cooper nodded, his eyes sparkling. Yeah, he wasn’t listening whatsoever. “Be real, Blainey. This is my calling and I shall answer her! I’ve even picked out a name! Raven Expensive! Isn’t that just the best!”

Blaine rubbed a hand down his face while Kurt nearly bit his lip off trying not to laugh. It wasn’t the time. Blaine was seconds from losing it completely. “Coop, I say this with love and concern. You would suck at it. You can’t walk in heels. Remember when you decided your destiny was to walk on stilts and travel with the carnival? You nearly broke your tailbone.”

Kurt could see Cooper was about to argue again, so he tried to help Blaine convince him. “Yeah, walking in heels is harder than you think. You have to practice a lot if you don’t want to fall.”

“When did you wear heels?” At the barely contained lust in his voice, Kurt turned to Blaine and blushed at the heated way he was eyeing him.

“For glee club mostly. What? I’ve worn them for Halloween costumes too.” Kurt nudged him for the way he was leering. He could tell by the glazed expression that Blaine had something dirty in mind. “Why do you want to know?”

“Definitely for purely innocent reasons and not perverted ones,” Blaine replied low and growly.

“Look, drag is already bringing this family together!” Cooper exclaimed. “As for the heels, I can learn. Kurt can teach me! Now, I’m thinking for my performance I use lots of fire—“

“Cooper, absolutely not! Kurt, we are going to the shoe store like now. You can dance in heels, right? Like dirty dance?” Blaine was already tugging him towards the door and grabbing his keys. Kurt giggled at the excited gleam in his husband’s eye as he tried to push Kurt out the door while mumbling about how amazing Kurt’s ass would look in heels.

“Wait for me!” Cooper shouted as he flopped off the back of the couch into the floor and hurried after them. “I need shoes too! And I need someone to film my audition video! Guys!”

Words used:

Unravel

Real

Learn

Raven

[daisyishedwig]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Glee Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, Finn Hudson Additional Tags: autistic kurt hummel, Meet-Cute, First Meetings, Over protective brother of the year: Finn Hudson, Non-verbal Kurt, Overstimulated Kurt Summary:

Kurt's boyfriend takes him to a rave and then promptly ditches him. When Blaine finds him nearing a meltdown, he helps him to a quieter place.

[forabeatofadrum]

There is aap noot mies chocolate. I repeat, there is aap noot mies chocolate!!!

[myheadcanonismymuse]

[kurtsascot]

getting older- KWS 2023 Day 2

written for klaine word scramble day 2!

been writing a lot of angst in my wip so i felt inspired to write some fluff- this challenge was super fun;;

i will crosspost on ao3 once i get back from vacation.

enjoy married klaine that is canon (?) compliant

blaine anderson/kurt hummel

rated T, 2394 words

summary: blaine discovers he needs glasses. kurt helps him cope with getting older.

words used: realign, linger, gel, glare, angle

Blaine always knew that this was a possibility, but he didn’t think today would be the day.

“You need glasses,” the shopping mall optometrist says with a degree of nonchalance that only annoys Blaine further. He’s tapping away at his chunky, dated keyboard, working to pull up Blaine’s vision prescription, avoiding eye contact. Blaine has determined that his vision must be so horrendously disgusting that looking him in the eye is out of the question. “You’re getting older, and so are your eyes.”

“I don’t wear glasses,” Blaine says, like it’s a valid argument. “I can’t need glasses.”

The optometrist doesn’t look back. He hits print. “Well, you do need them.” He swivels in his chair and faces Blaine, eyebrows raised, with a face that mimics parental disappointment. “And you should wear them.”

He gets up to leave and Blaine is on his heels. “You don’t get it,” Blaine says, and he’s whining, but this guy really just doesn’t get it. “I’m an actor. Stage makeup is already enough of a headache without glasses or contacts. I can’t have my roles limited.” There’s another optometrist in Blaine’s path, and Blaine does a quick side step to avoid running straight into her. He nicks the back of his optometrist’s-he just met the guy and Blaine’s not possessive but right now this guy is his- heels in the stumble. “Shit, sorry.”

The man hands Blaine’s file off to the receptionist. “Are you really arguing with me?” He straightens out his lab coat, and Blaine tries not to laugh at the absurdity of it all. Why does this guy have a lab coat on in the middle of an Ohio mall? He’s not even a real doctor-why is Blaine listening to him? “Look, you can’t see up close, and your distance vision needs a little help. Since you are more farsighted, you can probably get away with not wearing any glasses on stage and see just fine.”

“Probably?” Blaine needs something definitive.

Fake-doctor guy just shrugs. “I don’t know what you do for a living, man, and I really don’t care.” He gestures with his working, perfect eyes behind Blaine. “Go pick out some frames. We have a buy-one-get-one sale going on.”

Blaine doesn’t move. He shuffles on his feet. His hand roots around his pants pocket for his phone. “This can’t be happening,” he mutters to himself.

The receptionist gives the optometrist a worried look. He just shrugs again and walks off into the back.

Blaine momentarily entertains following him- he wasn’t even done talking to him- but, no, that’d be crazy and controlling. Blaine’s trying to not be like that anymore.

The receptionist’s voice pulls Blaine out of his crisis. She sounds mousy. “Glasses aren’t that bad,” she tries. “They can help elevate your personal style.”

“My style does not need elevated,” Blaine defends, shooting a text. He’s squinting at the screen as he sends it, hoping that whatever blurred jargon he typed actually meant something. “This is the worst day of my life.”

“If this is the worst day of your life, can we switch places?” Her expression is less affectionate now, and she gives Blaine a pointed look. “I have to deal with disgruntled customers arguing with our staff and moping.”

Blaine’s eyes may narrow at her, but it’s honestly half a squint. He lets out a huff. “It’s not personal. I’m not mad at you specifically.”

“Right, but you are taking it out on me.”

Blaine opens his mouth to defend himself, but stops. He knows she’s right. “I’m sorry,” he offers. For the first time since stepping in the store, he actually looks around. “Any of the frames here will work with the sale?”

She offers Blaine a soft smile. “Any frames. You will have to let me know if you want two pairs bifocals, or one pair of bifocals and one pair for distance, or-“ She starts shuffling through Blaine’s file, and her gaze stops mid-way on the page. “I would recommend bifocals.” She looks up at Blaine. “How long have you not been able to see?”

Now, Blaine’s embarrassed. He looks around the store and no one is pointing and laughing at him, so, that’s good. No ones even paying attention to him.

Somehow, it still feels like they are. “I’m going to go look at frames,” he mutters, saying it aloud to hold himself accountable, and steps away from the counter.

Shopping for glasses, Blaine discovers, should be a torture tactic that the US government reserves for enemies of the state. The frames look promising displayed, but none look right on his face. Certain frames look so similar that the price jump is laughable. Other frames Blaine doesn’t even attempt to try on because, well, there is a reason some of them are so cheap. They look clunky or dated.

Like the frames, Blaine feels dated. He isn’t one to get hung up on age, but he’s in his thirties now, and today, well, he is feeling that old.

Older, even. He should just check himself into an retirement village at this point. First his eyes, then his mobility-his mind surely is soon to follow, if he hasn’t started to lose it already.

Blaine might currently be losing it.

Blaine loves sunglasses shopping. Sunglasses shopping makes him feel chic. Why is this so painful?

Blaine’s just staring at the discarded, already tried-on and not instantly hated frames lined up in front of him when Kurt shows up.

“I got your text.” Kurt looks a little flustered. He hangs his sunglasses off the neckline of his shirt. “What’s the emergency?” Across his collarbone there’s a thin sheen of sweat from the summer heat, and Blaine can’t help but look. “Hey-my eyes are up here.”

Blaine tears his focus away from Kurt’s neck and up to his face. He is looking at Blaine with a soft, amused expression, but there’s some tension held in his jaw. “You came.”

“What’s the emergency?” Kurt asks. He plays with Blaine’s hair a top of his head. It was humid today, and Blaine had to use some gel. He wishes he would have been able to keep his hair fluffy-maybe this whole ordeal wouldn’t feel so restrictive. “Are your eyes going to fall out of your head?”

“I need glasses,” Blaine laments.

Kurt blinks at him, then steps back and scoffs. “I left work early because you need glasses?!”

“Shit-I forgot what day it was.”

“I can’t skip out on rehearsal, Blaine. I can’t set a bad example for all the fresh-out-of-college extras.”

“I know.” Blaine groans. “I’m sorry. I was-I am freaking out, okay.”

“I got that from your text,” Kurt deadpans, but gets closer to him nonetheless, so they are standing shoulder to shoulder. His eyes survey the plethora of frames in front of them. “You need glasses?” The question sounds softer now, more emphatic.

“Bifocals,” Blaine corrects with a grimace. “I’m officially old.”

“I’m older than you.”

“And yet, you don’t need glasses.”

Kurt picks up a frame holds it up to the light, turning his hand to take it in from a different angle. “I take care of my eyes,” he says, not looking at Blaine. “I told you those exercises I do are important.” He tilts his head and passes Blaine a glance. “You should stretch your eyes, especially when you insist on reading in low light. Or, at least put on a lamp.”

“Yeah,” Blaine says, but he’s not really listening. He’s focusing on the endless variety of frames in front of him and how they are all terrible and make him feel terrible.

“Hey.” Kurt places a hand on Blaine’s shoulder and holds him steady, rubbing his thumb in small circles. “Do you want my help?”

Tension is released from Blaine’s shoulders that Blaine wasn’t aware he was holding. He visibly exhales and hangs his head. “Yes.” He rolls his shoulders back and picks up one of the glasses frames he has been eyeing, putting them quickly over his ears. “What do you think of these?” Blaine asks as he turns away from the mirror and towards Kurt.

Kurt fights off a nose twitch and steps back. “Those are-“ He knows Blaine is going through it, and he’s trying to be polite-“Different.” A beat. “I don’t think they suit you.”

“You can say they look bad on me.”

Kurt exhales a sigh of relief. “They look bad on you,” he admits. “You look like a cartoon character,” he adds without thought.

Blaine laughs and puts the glasses back on the display, far away from his pile of maybes. He picks up another pair, puts them on, and turns towards Kurt. “Okay. And these?”

Kurt blinks at him. “I don’t know. It’s hard to tell.” He looks up. “You know, with the lighting and the glare.”

“I can get anti-glare lenses.”

“Yeah…” Kurt trails off.

Blaine takes off the glasses and puts them back with an amused hum.

“Look,” Kurt says. He starts going through Blaine’s pile and putting the ones back that he hates, not even asking Blaine to try them on. “You can get frames anywhere. It doesn’t have to be here. We can order a bunch online and try them on at home.”

“Yeah, but,” Blaine clears his throat and picks up a pair that Kurt hasn’t gotten to yet. He puts them on and says to his reflection, “If I don’t get them today, I feel like I won’t get them at all.”

Kurt watches Blaine in the mirror. There’s a moment where Kurt studies Blaine’s face, and then, he lets out a sigh. “Okay.” He steps forward and looks at the frames in front of him, only this time, he is actually looking at them. “Let’s do this then.”

Instantly, Kurt picks up a pair from the wall and hands them to Blaine by one of the ear pieces. “This one,” Kurt says, sounding so sure of himself. Blaine falls a little more in love with him. “This one is nice.”

Blaine swaps the pair he has on for Kurt’s selection. It’s different from the others he tried on, but they look okay, Blaine thinks- they aren’t prescription yet, so, like, he can’t be sure he doesn’t look stupid. “I like them.” Blaine means it when he says it, but he’s not entirely convinced that he can be someone that just…wears glasses. “Do you like them?”

Kurt nods. “I do. You look distinguished.”

Blaine raises an eyebrow and leans closer to the mirror. “You think?” He turns his face side to side. “Isn’t distinguished a nicer way to say old?”

“No, it’s something entirely different.” Kurt places both his hands on Blaine’s shoulders and gives them a little rub. “Distinguished is hot.” He pecks Blaine’s cheek, his lips against his stubble. “You look hot.”

Blaine feels the smile before he sees it. He straightens his posture a bit, and gives himself another look. “Okay, you’re right. I like them.” He turns to face Kurt on his heels, snaking his hands around his lower back. “Thank you.”

Kurt hums in response, a small smile spread across his face. He gives Blaine’s shoulders a squeeze and brings his lips down to meet Blaine’s. It’s mostly innocent-they are in public- but Kurt’s affection always gives Blaine a lingering, floaty feeling, and now that they have settled on a pair of glasses, Blaine’s mind is floating away along with his restraint to keep this kiss simple and chaste.

When Kurt pulls back, he takes a bit of Blaine’s heart with him. Blaine thinks he has a bit of Kurt’s heart too- if they were keeping score over all these years, Blaine thinks there’s an even split. “I love you, you know that right.” Kurt pulls the glasses down Blaine’s face by the nose bridge, letting them rest on the tip. “Bad eyesight and all.”

Blaine’s grinning like an idiot, but he doesn’t care. He pushes the frames back to realign them. “I love you too,” Blaine says. He glances back towards the receptionist, who waves them over, looking entertained. “We should pay for these. If you are serious about them.”

Kurt steps back and pulls the frames off of Blaine’s face. “I didn’t even look at the price,” he mumbles as they make their way towards the counter. In a couple weeks, they’ll have to come back once the lenses come in to get the frames fitted, but today, it feels like the glasses are already Blaine’s.

Then, Kurt lets out an unsettled, amused squeak as he eyes the price tag, and his cheeks pinken.

Blaine attempts to decipher the number, but Kurt holds the frames over Blaine’s head and passes them to the secretary, taking advantage of their slight height difference. “Don’t worry about it,” Kurt says, pulling out his wallet “My treat.”

“Kurt-“

“Blaine, if you knew how much they were,” he says as the woman swipes his card, “you wouldn’t get them.”

Blaine blinks. “That doesn’t make me feel any better.”

“Hey,” Kurt leans on the counter and Blaine’s eyes naturally follow the motion. “They make you happy. You like them. Let me get you something you like-I splurge on my own wardrobe often enough.” The receptionist hands Kurt’s card back, and Kurt grabs it between two fingers. “We can invest in something that you wear every day.”

“You make me happy,” Blaine corrects, watching as Kurt places the card back in his wallet. “I don’t need anything expensive.”

“Well, buying you this makes me happy.” Kurt hold’s Blaine’s forearm and gives it a squeeze. It’s like Kurt knows Blaine’s floating, and he’s prepared to anchor him. “Let me be happy.”

Blaine finds himself nodding because, really, there isn’t another option when Kurt is looking at him like that, with a fondness that seems intuitive, as natural as breathing. “Alright.” He’s smiling and presses a kiss to Kurt’s lips. It’s half teeth, but it’s perfect. “Let’s be happy together.”

A little later, as they shuffle around car seats to find space for Kurt’s impromptu clothing haul and throw away half-opened water bottles and their daughter’s forgotten candy wrappers, Blaine realizes that getting older isn’t so bad, as long as he can do it with Kurt.

Glasses have a way of letting you see things clearly.

[kriskubed]

Klaine Word Scramble 2023 - Day 1

I really didn't plan on doing this, but I saw the first prompt and this just sort of happened, so... We shall see if more prompts get written!

LNSEDAC (Candles, Dance, Lane, Sea, Cane)

A glimpse at older Klaine enjoying a sweet moment in Provincetown.

[on AO3]

After spending their impromptu honeymoon there, it became tradition for Kurt and Blaine to visit Provincetown each year. Sometimes they’d come for their anniversary in November, others to revel at Pride, but in recent years they had taken to making their annual trip in September, after the crowds of summer had died down, and before the chill of late fall set in. They weren’t as young as they once had been, and they appreciated the slower pace as well as being able to enjoy strolling on the beach without bundling up against the elements.

They had just finished dinner at one of their favorite restaurants and were meandering down the lane back to their little cottage by the sea arm in arm. In his opposite hand, Kurt held a cane , which he claimed was simply for fashion but Blaine knew he carried for an extra bit of security on longer walks ever since his knee surgery two years before. He’d rarely needed it after his initial recovery, but it was a comfort to him nonetheless. And Blaine had to admit he did look dashing carrying it.

The sun was setting as they made their way up the path to “their” house. They’d been renting the same place for decades, ever since they’d had both the time and the money to get away for more than just a few days, and the tiny house was full of memories. Kurt headed for the front door, but Blaine tugged at his arm and led him instead through the side garden to the flagstone patio in back that looked out over the beach. “Come on,” he said. “It’s a beautiful night. Let’s not go inside just yet.” Kurt smiled and followed willingly. 

Lights twinkled from the beams of the pergola overhead as dusk settled in, and Blaine set about lighting the candles that were scattered around in metal lanterns and glass hurricane lamps artfully arranged on the patio’s various tables. When he was done he returned to Kurt’s side.

“ Dance with me?”

“There’s no music,” Kurt protested, even as he took Blaine in his arms. 

“When has that stopped us before?”

Blaine settled his cheek against Kurt’s shoulder, fitting right into the spot that had first come to feel like home more than sixty years before. 

They shuffled around the patio to nothing but the sound of the waves crashing on the shore. It was Blaine who finally broke the silence, his breath warm against Kurt’s neck as he began to sing.

“Never knew I could feel like this…”

[esilher]

« Blaine couldn't help but laugh, his excitement bubbling over as he waved back at the puppets. "Hi, Elmo! Hi, Cookie Monster! This is amazing!" he said, barely noticing that he was gawking like a star-struck child. »

Illustration of the story « Leaps and Dives » from @annepi-blog. You can read chapter 13 on AO3. For the Klaine Word Scramble 2024.

[annepi-blog]

Leaps and Dives - A Klaine Story (14/14)

Hello and welcome to the last chapter!

Won't lie, I struggled a lot with this chapter! I must have deleted what I wrote three times and started over because I was always dissatisfied. Hope you like what I decided upon!

Today's word: keycard

Thanks to everyone who read and commented, it really motivated me to keep writing in this challenge <3 I'm so happy that you love these versions of Kurt and Blaine as much as I do!

A special thanks again to @esilher, your art gave me extra motivation and I am still speechless and honored for all the amazing artwork you did!

[klaine-word-scramble]

•A word scramble will be posted every other day starting August 1st. There are 14 prompts in all, with a plethora of words possible.

•We guarantee there is a 7-letter word in each scramble. However, feel free to use any words you find that inspire you.

•Handy link to a Scrabble word-finder site to help you if you need it! https://scrabblewordfinder.org/solver

•Use #kws2024 or tag us so we can find your posts to add to our Masterlist of Fanworks [here]. If we miss yours and it's been 12+ hours, please message us. (Not everything shows up in the tags, and we want to include yours!) •Everyone is invited to participate by creating Klaine fanworks: gifs, fanart, playlists, drabbles, one-shots, multi-chapter fanfics, et cetera! If you're not a writer/creator, you can participate by reading and leaving love for the authors/creators (and helping us spread the word by reblogging).

•There is a collection on AO3, "Klaine Word Scramble 2024," to which you can add your story if you like!

[gleefulpoppet]

A Door to Nowhere & A Door to Somewhere •Chapter 5 Now Available• For the 2024 @klaine-word-scramble Challenge •Explicit •Dom/sub with a focus on their emotional dynamic

“Coming out?” Kurt’s eyes almost bulge, his mouth gaping. The implications of that are staggering. “Blaine! Are you ready for that? Have you had enough time to think about it? There’s no rush, is there?” “No, I suppose there isn’t a rush. But there’s something about the truth catching up with you that makes you realize how much you want to stop running from it. And after coming here last night… I know who I am now.”

Read Chapter 5 [here] or from the beginning on AO3 [here].

[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/?