#my klaine valentines

[wowbright]

Anderson’s Guide to the Birds of North America, Chapter 1: Lover Boy

Summary: Fourteen scenes from the lives of Blaine Anderson, grad student and avid birder, and Kurt Hummel, clothing designer and Vogue writer, from before their first meeting in the spring of 2020 through falling in love.

Note: Back during the COVID lockdowns I wrote a couple hundred words of Klaine lockdown meet-cute. I thought I would write more, but I guess I didn't feel like writing about the COVID lockdown during the COVID lockdown, so I never did and I never posted the tiny bit I had written. Thanks to Klaine Valentine’s Challenge 2025, I’m finally doing the thing! I'm trying to keep each chapter to around 500 words. Thanks @spaceorphan!

AO3

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Chapter 1: Lover Boy

Blaine was going to go insane.

He knew he should be grateful. He had it better than a lot of other people. He didn't have to worry about where his next paycheck was coming from, because he didn't get a paycheck, because he was an idiot who had, for some reason, decided his fascination with birds was enough to carry him through another five years of school at minimum after completing college. More to the point, he received monthly distributions from a trust fund his grandparents had set up for him in their wills, and though it didn't make him filthy rich, it gave him enough to live on without having to worry about finances.

But he never would have moved in with Cooper if he’d known they'd be locked up together for weeks (or would it be months?) on end. He loved his brother, but his brother was a lot. At least they had separate bedrooms, plus Cooper had the recording studio and was staying fairly busy with audiobook work. Unfortunately, Cooper did not keep all of his acting and voice exercises to the studio. Nor did he keep his opinions to himself, no matter how many times Blaine said, “I'm not changing what I'm making for dinner,” and “This is what I choose to wear and your opinion has no bearing on the matter,” and “I'm sorry you can't go to the gym, but no, you do not have my permission to use me as a dumbbell for bench presses.”

Blaine was spending increasing amounts of time shut in his bedroom with ear plugs and noise canceling headphones on, working on compiling and coding his field research notes and, when that became too tiresome, checking recently submitted species sightings on ebird.org for potential errors.

Today, he was listening to his Upbeat Sexy With a Twist of Romance playlist—the one he used to listen to while getting dressed for a night out on the town. Oh, what a different time that had been. Now instead of gelling his hair while crooning along to Freddie Mercury singing Ooh, love, ooh, loverboy, whatcha doin’ tonight?  while hoping to get laid or better yet find love, he was bobbing along to the song while entering numbers into a spreadsheet.

But that could be good, too. The rhythm of the music combined with the spreadsheet sent him into a near hypnotic trance that made him forget time and boredom and COVID. It was as close as Blaine got to heaven these days.

A sudden weight on his shoulder jarred him out of his trance.

His brother period of course. Just when Blaine’s mind had found some semblance of peace, Cooper had to disturb it.

He removed his headphones and one ear plug. “What is it, Coop?”

“New lockdown project: I’m going to turbocharge my manscaping routine. I need waxing tips.”

“You interrupted my work for that?”

Cooper waved at the computer screen dismissively. “You should be thanking me. That must be incredibly boring. What do all those numbers even mean?”

Blaine looked at his brother. He looked at the numbers. He looked at his brother again. “I mean this with all due respect, but I seriously want to kill you right now.” He closed his eyes. He took a breath. “I'm going for a walk.”

Blaine had already been for a walk that morning. It was the migratory season, so of course he had. He’d gone out with his binoculars as soon as the sun started twinkling over the horizon. He’d ticked off twenty-seven species, including his first American redstart of the season along with plenty of palm and yellow-rumped warblers, but apparently two hours of birding in the morning wasn't enough to keep him sane.

He jumped from his chair, pulled on a jacket, and grabbed his binoculars. “I'm going to walk until I no longer feel murderous. Love you!” The door slammed behind him.

[cryscendo]

who thinks that you’re one of a kind?

klaine + somebody loves you

[esilher]

« I think it's time for you to take me out this club And we don't need to use our words Wanna see what's underneath that T-shirt »

Kylie Minogue - Padam Padam

[will-schuester-hate-blog]

Silly Love Songs

I wanted to wait to post this piece until valentine's day because that's what it's for, but loook!!!!!!!!!

happy early valentine's day to all you klainers out there. I'm actually really proud of this piece. The original reason I did this wasn't actually so much for Valentine's Day itself, but rather the valentine's day episode ''Silly Love Songs (2x12)'' and the fact that I really wanted to do a piece with these colors. If there were ever favorite colors to be had, pink and red are absolutely mine. so enjoy this klaine piece before valentine's cause why not!!!!!! I'm probably gonna post this on my main (@henry-the-queer-artist) as well

[rockitmans]

Blaine Anderson Vs Valentine's Day - Now Complete!

Summary: Blaine drunk posts on his Instagram asking for a date for Valentine's Day. He gets one.

Notes: Written for the @klaineccfanficlibrary Valentine Challenge.

Hi everyone, my name is Sullivan and I'm a gay that can't math. Please enjoy this thirteen chapter Valentine fic delivered a day after Valentine's Day 🤦

But listen I did write a 12k fic in two weeks and that's something to be proud of. Thanks for all the wonderful cheerleaders that got me this far. I never would have made it without you.

Read here

[annepi-blog]

Blaine Anderson - Dating Coach (1/14)

Hello and welcome to my fic for the Klaine Valentine's Challenge 2025!

I'm so excited to be participating again this year.

This story is dedicated to the wonderful @fallevs (check out her stories too, they are amazing!) because she made the incredible discovery that when you google Blaine Anderson, the third link you get is - no joke - a dating coach website. I thought this was so funny, and now was the perfect time to turn this into a fun Klaine rom-com for this challenge.

I hope you all enjoy the ride!

Let me know what you think - comments are always welcome!

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Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Relationship: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel

Characters: Kurt Hummel; Blaine Anderson; Finn Hudson

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Different First Meeting; Dating Coach Blaine Anderson; Humor; Bickering; Idiots in Love

Summary:

Kurt had planned a quiet morning. What he didn't count on was Finn bursting in with an announcement that would disrupt his carefully curated peace: he's signed up with a dating coach. Kurt is immediately skeptical. Finn, bless his heart, isn't exactly the most critical person when it comes to these things. What if it's a scam? What if this so-called "coach" is just a smooth talker taking advantage of desperate romantics? There's only one way to find out. Determined to protect his brother (and, let's face it, satisfy his own curiosity), Kurt decides to take a closer look at this so-called expert.

[thealmightea]

🔁 reblog if you ship this couples like me...

[ come back for more to check for the newest because believe me when I said this will continue til the end of time ^^ because apparently I like collecting ships like collecting stamps or coins or cards. ]

[ there's canon and non-canon (probably semi-canon too) here, so if you don't like them as a couple/don't ship them/your ship is not here, don't come at me pls T.T ]

[ if there is good movies or series that you want to recommend to me and you think I should watch them, reply on my post down below at the end of this post or send me a message ;) ]

in alphabetical order

9-1-1 - Eddie and Buck (Buddie)

9-1-1 Lone Star - Carlos and T.K (Tarlos)

Addicted - Gu Hai and Bai Luoyin (Haioyin/Heroin)

Addicted - You Qi and Yang Meng

Alles was zählt - Deniz and Roman (Dero)

All of Us Strangers - Adam and Harry

Arrêstes avec tes mensonges - Thomas and Stéphane

Animal Kingdom - Deran and Adrian (Derdrian)

Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe - Aristotle and Dante (Aridante)

As The World Turn - Noah and Luke (Nuke)

Brothers & Sisters - Kevin and Scotty

Call Me By Your Name - Oliver and Elio (Olio)

Casualty - Jez and Mickey

Class - Matteusz and Charlie

Cuffs - Simon and Jake

Days Of Our Own - Sonny and Will (Wilson)

Dead Boy Detective - Charles and Edwin (Charwin)

Degrassi - Dylan and Marco

Degrassi - Miles and Tristan

Degrassi - Riley and Zane (Ziley)

Demain Nous Appartient - Rayane and Jack (Jayane)

EastEnders - Christian and Syed (Chryed)

El Cor De La Ciutat - Iago and Max (Maxiago)

El juego de las llaves - Valentin and Daniel

Emmerdale - Robert and Aaron (Robron)

Eu Não Quero Voltar Sozinho and Hoje Eu Quero Voltar Sozinho - Gabriel and Leonardo

Élite - Omar and Ander (Omander)

Eyewitness - Lukas and Phillip (Philkas)

Fellow Travelers - Hawk and Tim

Firebird - Roman and Sergey

Fisica O Quimica - Fernando and David

Free! - Makoto and Haru (Makoharu)

Free! - Rei and Nagisa (Nagirei)

Free! - Sōsuke and Rin

Freier Fall - Kay and Marc

Glee - Blaine and Kurt (Klaine)

Goede tijden, slechte tijden - Lucas and Edwin (Ludwin)

Grey's Anatomy - Nico and Levi (Schmico)

Hannibal - Hannibal and Will (Hannigram)

Hawaii Five O - Steve and Danno (McDanno)

Heartstopper - Nick and Charlie (Narlie)

Hit The Floor - Zero and Jude (Zude)

How To Get Away With Murder - Connor and Oliver (Coliver)

Hunter x Hunter - Leorio and Kurapika (Leopika)

In The Flesh - Simon and Kieren (Siren)

Interview with The Vampire - Lestat and Louis (Loustat)

Julie and The Phantoms - Alex and Willie

Kuroko no Basket - Aomine and Kise (Aokise)

Kuroko no Basket - Kagami and Kuroko (Kagakuro)

Kuroko no Basket - Kiyoshi and Hyūga (Kiyouga)

Kuroko no Basket - Midorima and Takao (Midokao)

Kuroko no Basket - Murasakibara and Himuro (Murahimu)

Legacies - Ben and Jed (Benjed)

Les Misérables - Enjolras and Grantaire (Enjoltaire)

Looking - Eddie and Agustín

Looking - Kevin and Patrick

Looking - Richie and Patrick

Love and Deepspace - Sylus and Xavier (Crowstar)

Love and Deepspace - Zayne and Rafayel (Snowfish)

Love Simon - Simon and Bram

Love Victor - Victor and Benji (Venji)

Man In An Orange Shirt - Steve and Adam

Man In An Orange Shirt - Michael and Thomas (Berrymarch)

Mario - Mario and Leon

Matthias & Maxime - Matthias and Maxime

MCU - Steve and Bucky (Stucky)

MCU - Spiderman and Deadpool (Spideypool)

MCU - Wolverine and Deadpool (Poolverine)

Merlí - Pol and Bruno (Brunol)

Merlin - Arthur and Merlin (Merthur)

Merlin - Percival and Gwaine (Perwaine)

Mo Dao Zu Shi / The Untamed - Lan Wangji and Wei Wuxian (Wangxian)

Nadie Nos Va A Extrañar - Alex and Rafa

O Beijo do Escorpião - Paulo and Miguel

One Live To Life - Oliver and Kyle

Oz - Chris and Tobias

Please Like Me - Arnold and Josh

Please Like Me - Geoffrey and Josh

Prisma - Daniele and Andrea (Dandrea

Queer As Folk - Ben and Michael

Queer As Folk - Brian and Justin (Britin)

Queer As Folk - Drew and Emmett

Queer As Folk - Ted and Blake

Raw - Geoff and Pavel

Rebelde -Luka and Okane

Red White And Royal Blue - Alex and Henry (Firstprince)

Roswell New Mexico - Michael and Alex (Malex)

Rykter - Mathias and Erik

Salatut Elämät - Lari and Elias (Larias)

Sala Samobójców - Aleksander and Dominik

Schloss Einstein - Noah and Colin (Nolin)

School 2013 - Heungsoo and Namsoon (Heungsoon)

Sense8 - Lito and Hernando

Sex Education - Adam and Eric

Shadowhunters - Magnus and Alec (Malec)

Shadowhunters - Raphael and Simon

Shameless - Ian and Mickey (Gallavich)

Skam - Even and Isak (Evak)

Skam Belgium (Wtfock) - Sander and Robbe (Sobbe)

Skam France - Eliott and Lucas (Elu)

Skam Germany (Druck) - David and Matteo (Datteo)

Skam Italia - Niccolo and Martino (Martinico)

Solo - Oskar and Milo

Spartacus - Agron and Nasir (Nagron)

Spartacus - Barca and Pietros (Bietros)

Station 19 - Travis and Emmett

Suits - Harvey and Mike

Supernatural - Dean and Castiel (Destiel)

Tatort Saarbrücken - Adam and Leo (Hörk)

Teen Wolf - Danny and Ethan

Teen Wolf - Derek and Stiles (Sterek)

The Eagle - Marcus and Esca (Mesca)

The Halcyon - Toby and Adil

The Magicians - Quentin and Eliot (Queliot)

The Maze Runner - Newt and Thomas (Newtmas)

The Night Shift - Drew and Rick

The Old Guard - Joe and Nicky (Joenicky)

The Originals - Aiden and Josh (Jaiden)

The Quarry - Dylan and Ryan (Rylan)

The Silmarillion - Melkor and Mairon (Angbang)

The Society - Sam and Grizz

The Walking Dead - Aaron and Eric

Torchwood - Jack and Ianto (Janto)

Verbotene Liebe - Oliver and Christian (Chrolli)

Voltron Legendary Defender - Keith and Lance (Klance)

Waterloo Road - Preston and Kai

Young Royal - Wilhelm and Simon (Wilmon)

Yuri! On Ice - Victor and Yuuri (Victuuri)

... to be continued ...

❣ Give me some recs pls ❣

❣ If you want to read the stories/fics about them, from talented and great authors, you can look for it on my list of collection archives, created each of the couples. ❣

[thnxforknowingme]

Klaine Valentine's Challenge 2025

Day 1: Good Old-Fashioned Lover Boy

Notes: For this challenge I'm going to write snippets from the Mediator!Klaine AU I've had in my head for, oh, a decade and a half now? Based on Meg Cabot's Mediator series, Kurt can see ghosts and help them resolve unfinished business to move on from this plane of existence, and Blaine is a ghost haunting the house Kurt moves into. These snippets will not be in chronological order. I hope you enjoy!

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Kurt booked it through the parking lot and back over the fence that surrounded campus, heart hammering in his chest the whole time. When he reached the street he chanced a look backwards to see if Santana was following him.

He didn’t see anything, so he slowed to a jog. After another few seconds with no violence directed his way, he stopped moving and bent over, bracing his hands against his knees. It seemed that her wrath was confined to school grounds, for now at least. He was safe from paranormal attacks for the time being.

“That seemed to go well,” a voice next to him said suddenly.

Kurt just about had a heart attack, but when he jolted up he saw it was just Blaine standing in front of him.

“Jesus,” he hissed. “Warn a guy before you materialize, will you? What are you doing here?”

“I sensed a great deal of activity down here,” Blaine replied, and Kurt realized he seemed kind of angry for some reason. “And I figured things probably weren’t going according to your ‘plan.’”

“Look,” Kurt said. He started walking again, to put more distance between him and the school. Just in case. “Things did get a little out of control, I’ll admit. But I’m perfectly capable of handling unpleasant spirits. I got out of there in one piece.”

"You're bleeding," Blaine said.

"What? No I'm not."

Blaine, with an expression of forced patience, gestured towards Kurt's left wrist. Kurt held it up and saw, in the faint illumination of the moon, that he had a cut just over an inch long starting below his palm. He must have sliced it open on the window or the fence during his escape. Luckily he didn't seem to have damaged any major veins, but he was definitely bleeding. The adrenaline and the chilly night air had kept him from feeling any pain. He was sure he'd feel it in the morning, though.

"Oh," he said, a little sheepish. "I guess I am."

Blaine reached into his pocket and pulled out a cloth handkerchief. This struck Kurt as very old-fashioned, but it made sense, given that Blaine had probably been born around the turn of the 20th century. He had the whole chivalry thing down pat. Really, Kurt thought, many of his contemporaries could stand to learn from Blaine’s manners.

"Here," Blaine said, reaching out for Kurt's wrist and cradling it between his hands. He wrapped the handkerchief around Kurt's wrist, snug enough to staunch any additional bleeding, and tied it off in a neat knot. 

"Thanks," Kurt said, a little breathless, and not just from sprinting away from a homicidal poltergeist. It wasn't often that a cute boy touched him at all, let alone so tenderly. Even if that boy was dead, and not interested in Kurt beyond making sure he didn't bleed out on the street.

"You're welcome," Blaine replied, letting go of Kurt's arm. 

“Anyway,” Kurt said, clearing his throat. He started walking in the direction of the Hummel-Hudson house again. “I guess I need a new strategy for dealing with Santana.”

He pretended not to hear Blaine’s self-satisfied scoff.

[tanhands]

everyone you wanna be

for the klaine valentine's challenge. no content notes yet.

one: my fancy patter

"Hey there, Lone Ranger." 

Kurt looks up from where he's sitting on the floor, knees up and ankles crossed, as Blaine drops down next to him with a commercially pleasant smile -- though that's not indicative of much, since that seems to be Blaine's default expression like Santana's resting bitchface or Finn's perplexed forehead pucker. "Hi," he says shortly, because he'd come to sit in one of the unmonitored halls for a reason and doesn't feel the need to be welcoming. Blaine makes a small, nonspecific sound of commiseration.

"I know something that'll cheer you up," Blaine says, and follows it immediately with, "--this morning's numbers were rough, and I think we're both in the same boat with being down in the polls, but the best thing is to forge ahead instead of letting it weigh us down." 

With an arched brow, Kurt regards the other boy for a long moment, perversely until he sees Blaine's temples start to get a touch damp, the smile start to strain.The momentary spike of mean satisfaction is just that, fleeting, and he sighs inwardly before he says, "What's so fun that it'll take my -- our -- minds off dipping in the viewer polls and potentially getting voted out of the show and sent home covered in embarrassment and failure, the butt of memes and talk shows for weeks if not months if not years?"

Blaine blinks and breathes out a whoooo, barely audible, but recalibrates fast, something Kurt notes with interest. "Finn and Puck figured out how to work the deep fat fryers in the cafeteria," Blaine says. "They're frying everything they can find. Frozen cauliflower, those little round frozen peanut butter & jelly sandwiches, potato chips--"

"They're making fresh potato chips?"

"No, they're double-frying normal potato chips." Blaine pauses, considers. "They're not bad, actually. If you get past the singed taste." 

Kurt huffs derisively, letting his wrists dangle against his knees and thunking his head back against the wall. "A glowing review. I'll pass."

"We could maybe use the pancake batter to coat some candy bars and deep fry those. Better than potato shards?" Blaine starts reaching for Kurt's wrist to coax him up, but stops when Sam and Quinn come down the hallway, hands latched together between them. "Sup," Sam says with a lift of his chin towards them, which Blaine answers while Kurt tucks his own chin a touch lower and watches them go by. Quinn doesn't even look their way, her chilly, brittle smile reserved for Sam only, her posture the envy of dressage horses and hat racks. Their blond hair seems to provide its own source of light as they continue to sail down the hallway and out of sight, a yacht passing by two bobbing sailboats.

Kurt's startled out of his reverie by Blaine moving in closer, turning towards him instead of keeping his back flush against the wall. "They don't even really give a crap about each other," Blaine says, voice dipping lower as it sinks into more secretive levels, and Kurt feels a swirl of unease in his stomach. 

"They've been inseparable since Sam found the only shower room that's still got hot water. They probably bonded over sharing a bottle of highlight-preserving shampoo."

"No," Blaine says more insistently. He has extraordinarily thick, weird eyebrows, Kurt notices for the first time, like circumflex accents over the o's of his eyes. "It's been since they got their numbers and were dipping way below Finn and Rachel. That's when they got together." 

Kurt's teeth clack together in his mouth at Blaine speaking aloud what he's started to get a gnawing feeling about lately. The purpose of what they signed up for, this live reality programme about the making of a show choir through the unusual but attention-grabbing method of a survivalist situation in an unused high school, it wasn't about dating or romance or any of that. The pitch had been for performers, people with talent and moxie and charisma and screen presence, not people who intended to get by with looking pretty and sucking face 

When Rachel and Finn had declared they were together, and they'd immediately soared in the polls, Kurt had talked himself out of it; they were both talented and Rachel's looks were entertainment good, not magazine good. But Quinn and Sam were like Dresden dolls more than any sort of real competition in the talent department, with their adequate singing and dancing that happened to come out of appallingly photogenic faces and figures. Possibly a secret hairstylist they'd secured to give them an advantage.

"This is exactly what I didn't want," Kurt says sharply, drawing his knees in tight now, feet pulled in together. "I told myself that this would be a different sort of show, one based on ability and merit and not just whatever look is hot on social media right now. But no! It's the same old thing, isn't it? The so-called prettiest people get everything without having to try." 

"Hey, now," Blaine says, tilting his head. "You and me are pretty too." He bumps the back of one hand against the crook of Kurt's knee. "You a smidge more, but I think that'll work for us." 

Kurt raises his head slowly from where his chin had sunk down against his chest. "Oh, no," he says, and scoots to the side, watching in gathering concern as Blaine correspondingly scoots closer. His smile is just as commercial as before, but now there's something else to it, something more focused and determined, and that's much worse because damned if Kurt doesn't like being the spotlight of somebody's full focused attention. 

"Blaine -- it's Blaine, right?" Of course he knows the other boy's name, but if they're going to play a game then Kurt's not going in with the weaker hand. Blaine seems unfazed and just inclines his head, smile inching towards amused. "Look, Blaine, while I enjoy romcom tropes maybe more than your average person, to the point where I watch people go about their daily lives and immediately visualize their minor mishaps happening as meet-cutes, this isn't the route I want to take to be part of the New Directions. I want to win my spot through my gift and my hard work and, yes, being pretty, but that's not the main thing people should admire about me. And sure as hell not because I hook up with the flashy prep." 

"Whoa there," Blaine says, smiling full-on now, "hook up? I'm not that easy." He laughs and it's breezy, confident, which is annoying but also takes the awkwardness out of the whole thing, so Kurt un-tenses, just a bit, as Blaine continues with a shake of his head, "It's an advantage. We've obviously got the raw material needed to make it, but this isn't an even playing field, unfortunately, or we'd know the outcome already. It's a show, it's dramatics, it's will-they-won't-they." He sings the last bit, a plummy MGM flourish: "--that's en-ter-tain-ment!" 

"Trying to win me over with show tunes is … well, all right, it's effective. But this still isn't the avenue I want to stroll." Kurt thins his eyes at Blaine, considering, and the other boy takes it as an opening to make his pitch.

"Look, Kurt -- it's just for the cameras, and I'll do all the work. It doesn't have to look as though…" Blaine reconsiders whatever he'd been about to say and reroutes, "I'll woo you as if we're lovers in some silent black-and-white film! Big gestures, romance coming out our ears, I'll be so smitten that the audience is gonna fall in love with you through me, they'll be dying to see where it all goes and if I manage to win your affections. Or at least a duet." Blaine has his hands clasped now, pressed over his heart, and he tips his head in the direction that Sam and Quinn had gone. "One a damn sight better than 'Lucky'."

"Low-hanging fruit," Kurt says, but his heartbeat has tripped into double-speed, and he licks his lips, shifting to cross-legged so he can face Blaine. "I have conditions," he says, and Blaine turns even more towards him to say, "Naturally. We should both come to an understanding so there's no misha--"

"You need to find a KitKat and get it deep-fried for me."

Blaine halts in mid-reasoning, then he hops nimbly to his feet and sweeps a flourishing bow. At the crown of his dipped head there's a wave to his hair, little promises of curls, and Kurt files that away, too, in the moment before Blaine straightens. "Whatever your heart desires," he says in a silky murmur, and then more normally, "--next time we'll do this stuff for the cameras, okay? No point wasting it where nobody can see."

"Okay," Kurt says, and if his answering smile is a touch flat, it's just because he doesn't need to care. 

[klaineccfanficlibrary]

Hello! So, for school I have written many Klaine stories for short writing assignments, and I want to share them, they aren't much at all, but maybe someone will enjoy. I'm going to post my stories on Ao3, my user is Blainesunshine! So far, I have uploaded one. The format is a little messy, as I am most certainly not an Ao3 expert (Yet I've spent many a day on there), so forgive me if anything looks a little weird. I'm hoping that eventually I will learn and get better. I am also hoping to eventually write longer stories rather than just one-shots. I might participate in the Klaine Valentine's Challenge if I feel confident enough to do so! Thank you!

That's great, always good to see a new author start writing! Happy to recommend your fic, and hope everyone will read it.

Jailbirds by blainesunshine @jamieblahhhh

Kurt and Blaine are best friends, no matter what Blaine does.

[gleefulpoppet]

2024 Fics Finished

Thanks for tagging me @bitbybitwrites 2024 was a year dedicated to writing for me. I made it a priority, and my mental health is better for it! ♥ THANK YOU to everyone who read, commented, or left kudos. I write for the community aspect and I love to engage with you! Here is everything I finished this year:

🎸Sonder (I consistently wrote it live for a year) 2023 Klaine Word Scramble Word Count: 460,517 Rating: Explicit

💖Annotations of the Heart 2024 Valentine's Challenge Word Count: 64,608 Rating: Explicit

🚪A Door to Nowhere and A Door to Somewhere 2024 Klaine Word Scramble Word Count: 89,755 Rating: Explicit

🔥Victoria, Keep Your Secrets 2023 Klaine Fanworks Challenge (aka Advent) Word Count: 31,147 Rating: Explicit

🧛‍♂️Moonfall Manor Masquerade 2024 Klainetober Challenge Word Count: 148,820 Rating: Explicit

🎅Destination North Pole 2024 Klaine Secret Santa Word Count: 13,766 Rating: Explicit

One-Shots and Short Stories Drabble Anthology (These are quite challenging and fun to write) Please Stay Seated [Words: 10,711 •Mature] Refracted Light [Words: 2,357 •Mature] I Thought Maybe You Knew  [Words: 1,033 •G] Boop Day [Words: 1,546 •Teen]

I have more stories in the works for 2025 and can't wait to share them with you. I'm tagging any authors who haven't done this yet! ♥

[forabeatofadrum]

Happy Sunday, happy 2/2 (Shuake day), and happy first SSS of 2025 for me! Thank you @that-disabled-princess and @blackberrysummerblog for the tags!

I took January off, because I could. I have been playing video games (what's new?) and reading. I actually reread Patrick Ness's The Rest of Us Just Lives Here, which was an inspiration for Just Some Guy, so that was neat. I have actually been thinking about fic. Here are some ideas that I was thinking about in the past month:

A Persona 3 fic where all the S. Links are informed about the ending. This is kind of a huge undertaking, cause there are a lot of them. I did divide them between Makoto and Kotone, just because I could. I have written nothing for it, though.

Another installment of the SJAEU called The Return of the Nightmare Man, which is what it says on the tin. It was just something I randomly came up with as a daydream to pass a sleepless night, and maybe it will be something. I also haven't written anything for it.

I went ice skating and I annoyingly kept saying "oh my god, just like Check, Please!" and it reminded me that I have a WIP of Bitty pranking skating coach Jack by pretending he's absolute ass at ice skating. I haven't revisited it yet, but maybe I will.

I've been messaging with @cerriddwenluna for another "Klaine in the Netherlands" fic. It's a meet-ugly based on something that happened to me. I was biking and this random twat was standing in the middle of my lane to make a photo, edit it and probably post it. It wasn't till I rang my bell that they left. And I hated it, but I thought "how can I Klaine-ify this?" as I do. I am thinking of turning it either into just a little oneshot or a 14 small chapter multichapter fic for the @klaineccfanficlibrary's Valentine's Challenge. Anyway, whatever it is, have six sentence of this:

There's a man standing in the middle of Kurt's path, and he's holding up a phone to make a photo of [something]. Tourists. Kurt cannot blame him. He remembers when he first moved to [city in the Netherlands] and he also spent a lot of time taking in the sights. But he can blame him for the fact that this asshole is obstructing his path. He waits for this man to finish taking his photo, but then to Kurt's dismay, the man doesn't move when he's done and instead takes his sweet time to post it online.

Fun fact, this isn't Blaine. He'll show up later.

And now, the weather: @quizasvivamos @coffeegleek @caramelcoffeeaddict @raenestee @tectonicduck 

@nightimedreamersworld @urban-sith @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @bookish-bogwitch @confused-bi-queer

@special-bc-ur-part-of-it @larkral @cutestkilla​ @wellbelesbian​

@artsyunderstudy​ @facewithoutheart​ @shrekgogurt @rockitmans @bitbybitwrites 

@whatevertheweather @shame-is-a-wasted-emotion @esilher @kurtsascot

@nightimedreamersghost @ivelovedhimthroughworse @thnxforknowingme @martsonmars

[lovelypurplenerd]

Klaine's Valentines challenge 2025

'I need you now'

Chapter two, February 2nd

That morning when Blaine woke up Kurt was already gone. His bed was made, their shared bathroom smelled just like him and his parfum still lingered in the air. He checked his phone, hoping for a message from Kurt, a hint as to where he could find the boy he just gave his heart to. It seems that luck was not on his side today. There was a message tho, his best friend and fellow Warbler Wes asked where he was and if he had not forgotten their last rehearsel for today's  performance. Blaine shot out of bed, got dressed and raced to the Warblers common room.

Kurt had barely slept last night, his mind kept wandering of to last nights events. Blaine had wanted him, he had let Kurt touch him, but Kurt couldn't continue with the actions that were going to follow. He thought of himself as a fool, a coward. He had wanted Blaine al this time, and he had him right between is legs, but his insecurity had ruined everything. Tears fell from his eyes, he had to stop before this river became an ocean. The truth is that he wanted Blaine to like him so badly, he had wanted to touch him, kiss him, maybe even more, but he would never take advantage of him. Blaine might not have been as drunk a usual he had been drinking and Kurt didn't even know if Blaine would remenber what had happened between them last night. "

At around 7.30 in the morning Kurt gave up on his sleep and decided to get ready for the day. He knew he had to seek for advice for the current isue and take his mind of it as well. The only person he could think of wasn't his best friend Rachel or his other best friend Mercedes. No he knew they couldn't help him with the matter, they were both cluesless for love and couldn't give him the advice he needed. Instead he searched for a number in his phone, dialling it when he finally found it.

'Q I need your help.'

As soon as Kurt stepped into the place where they had agreed to meet he saw the blond girl sitting at a table with two cups of coffee before her.

'Thank you so much for meeting me on such short notice, I didn't know who else to talk to.'

Kurt sat down across from her, taking the coffee she offered him.

'Ofcourse, that is what friends are for. Now shoot, what happened that you need my advice?' Quinn's eyes searched his face, looking for clues why he needed her advice and not that of his best friends.

'I found of that Blaine likes me too, and something happend last night and I don't even know if he remenbers, because he had been drinking and I don't know how far gone he was.' Kurt felt tears sting in his eyes as he told Quinn everything that had happened and everything they had said.

'Kurt you need to have a little faith in yourself, the boy already likes, if he doesn't ask you out he is clearly a fool.' She put her hand over his and looked him in the eyes.

'Kurt if he doesn't put in any effort he is not worthy of your time, if you want to know if the remembers last night, jog his memory. Pick your heart up off the floor and try again.'

She let go of his hand to pick up her coffee.

'I do need to go now, but I want to know how this ends and if you need more advice you can always call me.' They hugged eachother and then got to their seperate ways again.

Kurt was already in the common room by the time Blaine had walked in. They were barely 5 minutes apart, both were responsible for the slip in Wes his good mood. Today they would perform in a nursing home close by. Kurt loved to see the smiles on the elder people as they watched them perform a song he knew they would love.

Blaine sat next to him, their legs touching and it immediately brought him back to last night.

'You were gone early,' Blaine whispered in his ear. Kurt turned his head, lips at kissng distance.

'I had to go somewhere,' he whispered back, turning his attention back to Wes as he was explaining the last things before they had to go.

Their performance was a hit, they had sang ''Faith'' by George Micheal and everyone had loved it. Afterwards they had stayed a moment to chat with some of the people, Kurt didnt want them to feel alone and loved talking to the elders, hearing their life stories.

During the song Blaine kept looking at Kurt, he had to do something, he wanted to know how Kurt felt after last night and he wanted to apologize for stepping out of line.

'Kurt will you join me for a stroll in the garden?,' Blaine held out his hand for Kurt to take.

'Ow go on boy, he won't wait for you forever,' said the older lady whom Kurt was talking it. She gave him a last wink before Kurt took Blaine's hand and let him guide him to the garden.

'The flowers look lovely, don't you think?' Kurt stopped in front of a patch that was covered in peonies, one of his favorite flowers. Blaine got to his side and picked one of the flowers, giving it to Kurt as a present.

'Thank you Loverboy, they smell amazing,' Kurt decided to take Quinns advice and use the same name he had called Blaine last night, hoping he would remember.

Blaine's face got al flustered, a hand covering his face.

'Kurt I am sorry about what happend last night.' Kurt's face dropped, so he didn't actually like him, mental not made.

'I should have put more effort in it and asked you out first.'

Kurt's eyes shot up again to Blaine's face. 'You just looked so good, I had a few drinks and I just really wanted to feel your touch on my body,' Blaine's voice was getting hoarse thinking about the events from last night.

'Well I know not everybody has got a body like you,' Kurt started getting interupted by Blaine's laugh.

'I know, I see you looking at me whenever I get out of the shower.' Kurt's face got warm, he thought he was very subtle whenever he looked at Blaine's bare chest, turns out not so much.

'But I gotta think twice before I give my heart away,' Kurt said, smelling the rose again.

'Kurt I promise you won't regret it, will you please go on a date with me?'

Blaine looked at him, big eyes filled with nothing but love for the other boy.

'I thought you would never ask.'

[catcat-85]

Hi, it's me. After two years, I am back with a sequel to Not Another Teen Drama. This has been in the works for over a year now at this point. I found inspiration and then lost it. I had about 4 chapters written, but I just couldn't continue on. I lost motivation. Then, I saw that @klaineccfanficlibrary is running their annual Valentine's challenge again this year. I figured, if anything was going to motivate me, it was this challenge. Since the first story was written for the same challenge two years ago. It will help if you read the first story, Not Another Teen Drama before you read this. So, here we go.

This is my contribution to the Klaine's Valentine's Day Challenge 2025.

Day 1 Song: Good Old-fashioned Lover Boy by Queen

[bitbybitwrites]

A number of lovely folks have tagged me in both Six/Seven/Some Sentence Sunday and WIP Wednesday ( and even the last line tag game) these past couple of weeks and I haven't been ignoring you. I actually have been meaning to post something. I've just been busy with Real Life.

So thank you so much for thinking of me: @sunnysideprince, @iboatedhere @onthewaytosomewhere @wordsofhoneydew @getmehighonmagic @daisyishedwig @forabeatofadrum @itsmaybitheway @nocoastposts @fallevs @taste-thewaste and I apologize if I've forgotten anyone😳

So here's some words for you ( definitely not 6 sentences) from 2 WIP (one Klaine and one RWRB)

From how ardently I admire and love you (RWRB online auction fic)

“Alexander, darling, to what do I owe this pleasure?” Pez leaned back in his chair, grinning.  His hair was electric blue today, as were his nails. His suit was bright, bold and couture, but only something that Pez could pull off. “Help me, Obi-Wan Okonjo, you're my only hope.” “With what now?  You do know Hazza is at a luncheon with more prospective donors for the shelter.  He should be back in an hour or so.” Alex huffed as he  plopped himself down in the chair in front of Pez’ desk.  “It’s why I came now.  I didn’t want him to be around to overhear.  I need help with his birthday present.  I can’t figure out what to get him.” Pez’ laughter rang out rich and warm.  “Alex, my dear Padawan, why are you stressing out about this?  You do know that you could just tie a bow around your . .” Pez coughed lightly, his eyes drifting downward as he smirked suggestively. Alex groaned.  “I know.  I know.  I was thinking something else would be better. . . I don't know . . something more spectacular.” “You are seriously underestimating how spectacular Haz finds your dick, my sweet strumpet.”

from I Know You Wanna Take Me Home (Klaine Valentines Challenge 2024/Pretty Woman!AU)

“Kurt!” a familiar voice said happily.  “You made it!” Kurt sighed as he looked over to his ex, and now best friend, Adam Crawford, who was clutching a whisky glass in hand, his eyes scanning the various young men that were cruising the room for attention Some of the young men were scantily clad in tight boxer briefs and barely buttoned Oxford shirts.  Some were in actual full private school type uniforms, wearing a navy blazer piped with red, each with a distinctive “D” monogram on the chest. They sauntered about the room: ties undone, hair rakishly disheveled. All of them gorgeous. Adam was obviously searching for someone in particular and  barely seemed to hear Kurt who snarked: “Were you missing home, Adam?  Does this posh-boys-private-school atmosphere do something for you?” “Ahh, Kurt, tease all you want, “ Adam said as he slung his free arm around Kurt's shoulders grinning widely.  “You've never enjoyed the delights of British boarding schools.  These Dalton boys would fit right in with the chaps from Eton any day.”

Kurt raised an eyebrow.  That was what he heard.  The young men from Dalton House weren’t just lookers.  They were well versed in everything from English Literature to economics. They could hold their own in academic debates while also using those dexterous mouths and tongues to suck your brains out of your cock.  Brains and beauty - and all of them looking for older (preferably more financially well off) “patrons”. Or so the rumors went.

I'm going to leave this as an open tag for anyone who reads this. :)

[rockitmans]

Blaine Anderson Vs Valentine's Day (7-9/14)

Summary: Blaine drunk posts on his Instagram asking for a date for Valentine's Day. He gets one.

Notes: Written for the @klaineccfanficlibrary Valentine Challenge. Individual songs are listed on AO3. Yeah we're back, baby. Three new chapters. Get 'em while they're hot :)

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Five days before Valentine's Day and Blaine still hasn't gathered himself enough to ask Kurt out. Clearly, it's time for reinforcements. 

"So let me get this straight," Tina says, pacing around Blaine's couch. "You really like this guy and he really likes you. You talk every day. You met because you were asking for a Valentine's Day date. And yet, neither of you have asked the other out?"

Blaine nods slowly as he processes. "Yeah. Pretty much."

Sam frowns. "When you said you were busy with a guy I thought you meant…" Sam makes a vague gesture that could literally mean anything. Blaine doesn't ask for elaboration. 

"I was busy. Talking. And spiralling."

"For over a week?" Sam asks incredulously.

"I don't really understand what's so difficult about this," Blaine grumbles. 

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