Anonymous prompted: Klaine in a partner yoga class and the class getting distracted because Kurt and Blaine are really...
Summary: Because ‘The 20 Things Blaine Anderson Wants to Do With Kurt Hummel Before...
Kurt/Blaine, NC-17 (13,007 words)
Summary: Kurt’s tongue stud opens up a world of...
Rating (art/fic if different): G/NC-17
Word Count: 17,000
Warnings: social discrimination, segregated society, references to mild depression, mentions of poverty
Fic Summary: Relationships with the Winged are as close to illegal as can be, but when Kurt Hummel hires Blaine Anderson to walk in his runway show, neither can deny their instant chemistry. Soon what started as furtive motel trysts becomes more complicated as their feelings deepen, threatening Kurt’s rising career. In an effort to hold on to what they have, Kurt offers Blaine an interlude: a trip somewhere in the world where they can be together without fear, even if only for a few weeks.
Notes: I am so indebted to the incredibly talented Magicalplaylist for this art. If you had bet me a million dollars a year ago (well maybe a thousand), I would have claimed I’d never write a wingfic! It’s amazing what stunning art can move you to do! As it turned out, we both seem to have a love for Coldplay; this art, which was inspired by Death and All His Friends, which in turn inspired a lot of this fic. And, titled it (listen to the whole album, but if you’re curious about the title, it’s from Strawberry Swing).
This fic had the support of some wonderful people: my lovely beta, gingerandfair, who gets top praise for putting up with me, as well as wordplaying for helping me navigate London, knittywriter for helping me figure out Paris, and lurkdusoleil for last second hand holding and for schooling me on m dashes.
Link to Art: to come!
Link to Fic: on AO3 OR under the cut!
Luminescent. The rain/water and cloud imagery in this is simply beautiful. It’s the special kind of writing where you SEE the story more than you feel like you’re reading it on a page/screen.
fyi if you’re a tiny child, there was a time when browsers didn’t have tabs. you just had the one window and had to open a separate window for every other page you wanted open simultaneously. it was real bad
Or when your whole life rested on the torturous, precarious hope that that dial up noise would end in success
NOBODY PICK UP THE PHONE!!
reblog if u remember when apple was a FRUIT, kids played OUTSIDE not on their ipads, and decomposing VICTIMS of the BUBONIC plague LITTERED the STREETS
Fact: playing outside is how kids caught bubonic plague from the rat fleas. Stay inside, kids. It’s safer.
Play a bubonic plague simulator on your iPad, maybe??