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Also, thanks to J.K.Rowling for changing my life since childhood and making me who I am today. And the same goes to Darren Criss, who taught me that life exists to be actually lived, to be yourself, proud of who you are and that we're all beautiful, no matter what and we should do whatever we can to help people.
Summary: 1956. Blaine moves to Lima, Ohio from New York. He befriends David and Nick, becomes fond of a few places and finds the most complex, frustrating and beautiful boy he’ll ever have the -complicated- pleasure to meet.
Rated: T
Genre: Romance/Drama
Words: 50,000+
Pairing: Blaine A. & Kurt H.
“Whatever, I do not want to be a part of this conversation. I might stop by the dance after supper, though,” he picked up the previous subject.
“You might?” Blaine asked, taking a sip from his water.
“Yeah, around eleven thirty?”
“I don’t know if I’ll still be there at the time.”
“What? The thing starts at nine o’clock. What time do you usually leave?”
“Huh… Ten thirty?” he confessed, embarrassed. Kurt let out a loud snicker, clutching at his stomach.
“Whoa, I didn’t know that wild façade of yours,” he recovered a minute later.
“I can’t be tamed,” Blaine shrugged with a tentative smile.
“Right,” he snorted. “So you’ll leave at ten thirty today as well?”
“I don’t know, it depends on my mood, really,” he replied, vaguely dreading the hours that would follow dinner, nailing his eyes to his feet.
“And what’s your mood today?” Blaine’s head snapped back up, returning to Kurt’s eyes and the anxiousness in his stomach disintegrated.
“I think I might be in a Kurt mood,” he quoted adoringly with the tiniest of smiles.
Kurt sat there, staring right into his hazel eyes and fluttered his eyelashes a few times before looking away with a soft smile as well. And a whole lot of butterflies in his stomach.
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When they pulled back they smiled once more and they started walking towards the front of the house; and when he opened the door, a smiling and, also, familiar face greeted them –for Kurt, for the second time in the day.
“Oh, um, hi,” the nervous smile turned into a frown when those hazel eyes settled on the short, brunette girl.
“Why, hello?” Rachel greeted tentatively with a surprised smile and feinted to hold out her hand, swinging her eyes from the stranger to Kurt’s wide eyes and scandalized expression. She frowned too, for a second before raising her eyebrows and exhaling with a laugh, realizing something. “Why, hello, indeed, my name is Rachel Berry,” she reached out decidedly to shake Blaine’s hand, which was dangling at the side of his body. He looked taken aback for a moment before reciprocating the kind smile, feeling sort of shaken up himself. “And you are?” she encouraged him, still clasping his hand but Blaine was too busy staring like dumbly at Kurt, his head hanging low but the outrage written all over his features. Blaine imagined him basically spitting his disgust to his face and he would have still felt as intimidated and belittled.
“Blaine, Blaine Anderson,” he tightened his lips in an apologetic way for the delay.
“Well, it’s nice to meet you Blaine Anderson,” she nodded with a secretive smile. “I’ll leave you two alone,” he turned to her friend knowingly and left, not without subtly winking at a further befuddled Blaine.
An unresolved silent settled in when Rachel’s footsteps faded and he had no idea where to start.
“Huh… Hi,” he repeated. Kurt was clutching at the threshold with his left hand over his head, the other one in his pocket. His eyes were still strained, fixed on his feet and Blaine could see the way he was about to tear the inner flesh of his lower lip apart with his teeth. He blinked ploddingly and looked up.
“What—What are you doing here? What do you want?” he sighed pointedly, annoyed.
“I… wanted to talk to you,” he shrugged, trying to pluck up some courage –not to mention, patience.
“Well, I told you yesterday and I still don’t understand why you would ever want to talk to me and I don’t—”
“Jesus, Kurt!” he exclaimed abruptly and stamping in desperation. Kurt winced softly and opened his eyes with surprise. “Would you just… shut up, for a second?” he begged, still showing frustration with his whole body language. When Kurt didn’t say anything and stood there, frozen but seemingly willing to listen, Blaine continued. “Look, I’m just going to be honest and, like… Tell you the truth.”
Summary: 1956. Blaine moves to Lima, Ohio from New York. His new friends, David and Nick lead him to make the best decision he’s ever made: attend to a dance, where he happens to meet Kurt Hummel, a complicated and gorgeous guy that drives Blaine insane.
Rated: T
Genre: Romance/Drama
Chapters: 11
Words: 44,947
Pairing: Blaine A. & Kurt H.
Notes: The one that has more development in the whole fic, like.. ever. Too much perhaps, idk.
filed under: #my fanfic #walk the line
You know, when there was still slavery going on and the jazz and blues was already going round, cause 1920 it’s too late, actually.
But first I have to finish Life (child!klaine) and Walk The Line (1950), AND see what I can do about Surreal (angsty as shit and hardly developed).
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“A couple of kids pushed me,” Kurt blinked and widened his eyes when he heard the quivering response.
“Why?”
“Because they don’t like me,” Blaine uttered, his head hanging, his head almost touching his miniature chest.
Kurt frowned and his eyes wandered around the room as Blaine’s eyes were still fixed on his knees, feeling the most minuscule splash of a warm tear, spilling and sliding down his leg, also prickling.
He could have sworn he had heard a small “are you crying?” come out from Kurt’s tiny lips but it was so low and feeble he was positive he had imagined it. He waited for the kid to run out the door, crept out by how freakish and weird this little boy was, how broken and unwanted he was, even by the children in his very own group.
I like writing angst.
Title: Life
Pairing: Klaine
Rating: R (for future)
Word Count: 1500+
Summary: This is a story about how, to begin with, two kids grow up. Simple as that.
Notes: A trip from childhood to old age, for those who don’t like Child!Klaine nor Future!Klaine. Hope you like it guys, it’s pretty angsty and involves a lot about their parents and background.
Blaine continued to play the same game he had the day before, bored to the core: how long was he supposed to dig the shovel in and then lift a million of fawn grains, just to let them fall next to his feet? He glanced over at his friends who were having fun without him, near said tree, running after each other. How Blaine wished he could do the same. Why couldn’t he, though? Why did they have to be so angry at him? What had he done wrong? Nothing!
He got off on his feet and sprinted towards them, a hesitant smile already plastered on his face. He joined the children running in circles and laughed out loud, just like he had been doing two days ago. But then, almost everybody was silent and his squeaking laughter resonated in the playground. He came to a halt and noticed everyone staring at him.
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Title: Life
Pairing: Klaine
Rating: R (for future)
Word Count: 1300+
Summary: This is a story about how, to begin with, two kids grow up. Simple as that.
Notes: A trip from childhood to old age, for those who don’t like Child!Klaine nor Future!Klaine. Hope you like it guys, it’s pretty angsty and involves a lot about their parents and background.
Blaine Anderson had had a rough life.
His childhood had been especially poor, not in terms of money but in terms of affection. He had lacked hints of closeness in his father’s talks and signs of real, effortless love in his mother’s embraces. Perhaps the endeavor Walter and Linda did wasn’t enough.
Or maybe it just didn’t reach to him. It didn’t touch him, it didn’t make him feel welcome, and when Blaine, just with four and a half years old, had these musings, it made him feel even worse. Why? The answer is simple: he had everything he needed –this time, yes, as regards possessions- and his parents had worked very hard to have him raised properly, so that, as he grew up, he would have his life as easy and valuable as possible. And what was little Blaine doing about it? Complaining. Inside his head, that is; of course, if Blaine spoke his puerile mind aloud, he would probably get a reprimand, and he didn’t want that from his father.
To be honest, he loved his parents more than anything in the world, but sometimes he was scared of how much he longed for them to love him just a tad more.
filed under: #my fanfic #livejournal #life
Title: Gray Or Blue
Pairing: CrissColfer
Rating: PG
Word count: 2900+ words (this part)
Summary: Darren, on an impulse, makes a tiny mistake that might have screwed up his friendship with Chris.
Notes: Inspired by Jaymay’s song, Gray Or Blue. Listen to it, it’s adorable and fluff. Not my best, I should work on Chris, but well..
I just started my livejournal and I’m really happy with how it looks, okay? I feel good cause I never understood that place and now I can update things. I’m a pro.
filed under: #my fanfic #livejournal #gray or blue #crisscolfer #jaymay #really tho #fluff #SO CHEESY #AND SILLY
Title: The One That Got Away
Pairing: Klaine
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 4500+
Summary: The very morning of his wedding, if not minutes before, Kurt flashbacks to his 1964’s summer, when he first met and fell in love with Blaine.
Notes: No happy ending. If you don’t enjoy angst, then don’t read this. At your own risk (though we all know they ran into each other and get married months afterwards, duh..). Inspired in Katy Perry’s song, similar to The Notebook.
filed under: #my fanfic #livejournal #the one that got away #angst #romance #klaine #fifties #sixties but fifties really
The One That Got Away - crisscolferisfuckingon
I should’ve told what you meant to me, whoa.
‘Cuz now I pay the price.
In another life, I would make you stay
so I don’t have to say you were, the one that got away.
Summary: Inspired on Katy Perry’s song (strongly recommended while reading). Kurt’s flashbacks to his 1964’s summer, when he first met and fell in love Blaine. Oneshot. It might be slightly like The Notebook.
Warning: No happy ending.
(via markssailingthecrisscolfership)
filed under: #my fanfic #remember when my best friend did this for me? #she's kind of awesome
“Do you think I’m nice?” he offered half heartedly and slowly.
“Nice? Sure,” Kurt quirked an eyebrow and fixed his eyes on Blaine’s, not making a big deal out of it. “You’re the epitome of nice and polite and… charming,” he shook his head, still with a derisive aim.
“So… you like me?” he tried again, assuming more than asking, in what he knew was somewhat of a flirting way, never taking his eyes off Kurt, intently watching his reaction. He couldn’t spot anything but a vague pout.
“You’re nice, that doesn’t mean I like you. It can be positive and whatever but it can be just as negative. Nice people are usually boring,” he explained as he scratched his face and grabbed a napkin, pressing it on the table, to dry off the circles of water around his glass, increasing the ball of nerves that was Blaine by never looking at him. “Though I’m still on the fence about the whole thing,” he lifted his chin lightly and wrapped his mouth around the straw, obliging Blaine to look away at once. “You’re nice but I have yet to find if the rule applies and you’re boring too,” he swallowed and pouted in thought.
“Am not,” he scoffed, exaggerating an offended frown in a teasing way.
“Ah-ah-ah,” Kurt interrupted with a finger and warning eyebrows, raising. “That’s up to me to decide,” and after a pause, Blaine could’ve sworn he saw the tiniest of the smiles, which he returned with an amplified and much obvious one.
Summary: 1956. Blaine moves to Lima, Ohio from New York. His new friends, David and Nick lead him to make the best decision he’s ever made: attend to a dance, where he happens to meet Kurt Hummel, a complicated and gorgeous guy that drives Blaine insane.
Rated: T
Genre: Romance/Drama
Chapters: 10
Words: 36,889
Pairing: Blaine A. & Kurt H.
Notes: Especially obnoxious Nick in this one and cute Klaine moments, as something that cannot be quite described as friends. Not sure. Also, the link might not be working yet.
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Blaine sat there, lips parted, faintly squinting and frowning ever so slightly. His hands were resting dead on his lap as he blinked, annoyed and confused. What the hell had just happened? He hadn’t done anything, anything wrong at all and now he was alone. It was all going so well and it had ended so abruptly and in such an inexplicably… confusing way. He realized things with Kurt and Kurt alone usually seemed to be this confusing. Perhaps a little bit too much for his own liking. Not two seconds afterwards he was hearing Nick and David’s voice drawing nearer, probably talking to him, until he felt a hand patting his shoulder and back as he steered his eyes away from the window, focusing on his friends, who were now standing next to him.
“What was Hummel doing here?” David asked, frowning a bit.
“I don’t know,” he muttered miserably, fixing his eyes back on the thick glass, through which he could see the clouds starting to swirl in the sky, spreading and painting it white.
OMG WHAT IS GOING ON. WHAT IS HAPPENING. OMG, SO MUCH INTRIGUE. WHAT IS THE MATTER WITH ME?
Don’t worry, my fic doesn’t always reflect my usual stupidity.
This is for Chapter 10, it’s Klaine in the fifties so if you wanna read it (this post will get 0 notes :) but still), you can. So I’ll update this chapter later tonight.
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12/11/11 . chapter 1
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