32 Klaine Fics you must read on summer break
(also to get rid of hard/mixed feelings about the season 3 finale)
- Lovesong (you can find the next chapters at the end of each chapter)
- Consonance and dissonance
- Little numbers
- Started out as a feeling
- Worthless/priceless
- The Muse
- Spectrum
- Beautiful
- Sovereing
- Treasure Lust
- Don’t you know
- Hey new kid
- Nameless
- Roses in December
- Go your own way
- Floorshow
- Something different
- Where’s the smoke
- What break the chains
- Everyday
- Boys of summer
- No envy, No fear
- Family portrait
- Closer
- Significant others
- Going for Broke
- Touch me
- The luckiest
- The lima job
- Read my mind
- Undeneath and Unexplored
- Husbandly duties
This is crackfic wherein Kurt and Blaine are Tree Kangaroos.
I just want you to know what you’re getting into, guys. I am an excellent girlfriend, so I wrote this for Ann, because fic where Kurt and Blaine are Tree Kangaroos and Blaine brings home baby animals in his pouch has been her greatest dream for weeks.
“I’m not talking to you,” Kurt says, pointedly turning his back and flicking his tail when Blaine climbs back up the cage wall and squeezes through the hole the zoo-keepers haven’t noticed yet. “I’m taking down those branches tomorrow and then they’ll see that hole and they’ll fix it and you won’t be able to go gallivanting around the zoo, picking up trash.”
“It’s not trash,” Blaine says sadly, lumbering up the tree that Kurt’s sitting in and pouting until Kurt scoots further down the branch so Blaine can sit beside him. “Besides, I keep inviting you to come. We could have so much fun, Kurt! Sometimes when I visit the giraffes Finn lets me climb his neck and I can see everything. This zoo is so big, and you won’t believe how much food the humans leave. Plus there’s so much stuff.”
“Trash,” Kurt repeats. “I think you’re a hoarder. I hear Jackie talking about hoarders all the time while she cleans our cage. They collect trash too.”
Help me.
Fic Rec: Untitled Househusband Blaine
This is absolutely adorable. It spans the year following Blaine quitting his job in anticipation of adopting a baby. PG-13.
Dog Days are Over update
It isn’t unheard of for animals to suddenly turn into humans overnight. It’s rare but it happens. Though a person can’t tell if a dog will or won’t turn into a human until it happens.
The Hudmels adopt a Portuguese Water Dog named Blaine, and almost immediately he attaches himself to Kurt. The dog follows him around, sleeps in his room, begs for belly rubs. Kurt pretends that it annoys him, but secretly he loves it.
Then one day, Kurt wakes up to find a naked, human Blaine in his bed.
Fic Rec: Some Dogs Have Nine Lives
Title: Some Dogs have Nine Lives
Author: Shan14
Rating: PG
Genre: AU, fluff. omg the fluff.
Warnings: Obscure spoilers for 3x15 Big Brother
Pairings/Characters: Blaine/Kurt, guest appearance by Rachel, OC
Summary: “She’s gone!” Blaine’s heart catches in his throat. “Who, Soph?” His little girl’s eyes water. “Aggie.”
Goes back in time to when people thought the Earth was flat and jumps off the edge.
Anonymous asked: prompt~ kurt and blaine’s bed breaks while they’re having sex
The wind is howling outside the window.
Rain-soaked branches scratch at the glass and the side of the house.
Kurt and Blaine aren’t paying much attention to that.
“Oh fuck,” Blaine groans, his sweaty cheek sliding against the wall as Kurt fucks into him from behind, hips snapping sharply with each thrust. “Fuck me. Fuck me fuck me fuck me-”
“I am fucking you,” Kurt growls, tangling his fingers in Blaine’s sweat-damp hair and twisting his head around for a kiss. “You want it harder?” he murmurs against Blaine’s slack lips once he lets them go.
Blaine nods, breath ragged and eyelids heavy, drugged with pleasure. Without warning, Kurt grabs Blaine’s hips in an unforgiving hold, spinning them around and shoving Blaine roughly towards the kitchen table. “Hold on to it,” Kurt instructs, bending him over and sliding all the way back in, pushing until his hipbones are pressed into Blaine’s ass, allowing a few moments for Blaine to brace himself.
Blaine bends over and stretches his arms out wide, gripping the sides of the table and pressing his cheek against the smooth, polished wood. He’s panting, mouth open wide and breath hitching as Kurt shifts inside him. “Please,” he whines out, shoving his ass back against Kurt when the ache of waiting becomes too much.
“Oh,” Kurt breathes, hands splayed wide and possessive as they stroke along Blaine’s back, the swell of his ass. “Do that some more, baby. Come on.” He cups his palms over Blaine’s ass, rocking him forward so Blaine can fuck himself back again, and then spreads Blaine wide, biting his lip and watching himself disappear between Blaine’s perfect, round cheeks. “Keep going, that’s it.” He thrusts forward, catching Blaine hard against him, the wet clap of skin on skin echoing off the high ceiling of the kitchen. “Yeah. That’s it, sweetie, come on.”
Blaine shuts his eyes and rolls his forehead against the table, grunting as each one of Kurt’s answering thrusts hit him harder, more solid than the last. He loses himself in it, in the rhythm and the burn and the sweet, pounding ache, cresting high and falling into a throbbing, sweat-slick oblivion, when a booming crash and a shatter from upstairs rip everything away from him.
“What the hell was that?” Kurt exclaims, hands falling away from Blaine’s hips, cock sliding slickly out of him.
“Unnng,” Blaine groans, shuddering and forcing his eyes open. “Come back.” He reaches his hands behind him, the fingertips of one hand barely brushing against Kurt’s hip as he moves away. Blaine whimpers.
“Something happened, Blaine. Upstairs. Come on,” Kurt says, voice starting off annoyed but quickly turning gentle.
Warm hands urge Blaine up until he’s more or less standing straight. Kurt grabs one of his hands, threading their fingers together, and tugs at him until they’re moving.
*
“Oh my god,” Blaine says dully, the short trip up the stairs having brought him back to full lucidity and the sight before him shocking some of it back out.
There’s a tree in their bedroom.
Having knocked its way through the window and halfway down the wall, it now rests across the middle of their broken bed.
Snarled, leafless branches scratch at the carpet and the walls. Rain falls in sheets through the massive hole in the wall, soaking the carpet.
Kurt squeezes his hand, shocked into silence.
A thought occurs to Blaine. “If I hadn’t been so impatient for you to fuck me we might have been in bed when it happened.”
Kurt wraps his arms around Blaine’s shoulders and presses a kiss against his temple, heaving a heavy sigh. “I’m so glad you’re a slut for my cock, sweetheart.”
Pornspam WIP: Klaine AU, The Muse, Part 3/?
Previous parts here.
I am deeply, hugely indebted to Andie, for hurling herself fearlessly on the grenade of beta-duty for this fic, and Giulia, who kindly and gently assisted me with the removal of my head from my own hindquarters, with regard to art and the technical realities involved in the creation thereof.
Puppy!Blaine and Kitty!Kurt Fic: Royal Pain (G)
Summary: Blaine wins the title of King at a contest for puppies, and let’s it get a little to his head. (2400 words)
A/N: This is for Andie, whom I can always count on to enjoy my silly puppykitty fics, and who also came up with the idea for this story. Thanks to Murphy for being my wonderful beta <3
Dog Days are Over update
It isn’t unheard of for animals to suddenly turn into humans overnight. It’s rare but it happens. Though a person can’t tell if a dog will or won’t turn into a human until it happens.
The Hudmels adopt a Portuguese Water Dog named Blaine, and almost immediately he attaches himself to Kurt. The dog follows him around, sleeps in his room, begs for belly rubs. Kurt pretends that it annoys him, but secretly he loves it.
Then one day, Kurt wakes up to find a naked, human Blaine in his bed.
