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S(he) Will Be Loved (Chapter 3)
Fandom: Glee
Characters: Kurt/Blaine
Words: 3 200+ out of 11 600+ so far
Rated: R until otherwise mentioned
Summary: What if Blaine had gotten pregnant instead of Rachel? What would he have done if kept the baby?
Spoilers/Warnings: mpreg, sexual activity between two characters who are the age of consent. Essentially au after season 3, but with mentions of season 4
A/N: Just reminding everyone that y’all can track this story on tumblr with the tag S(he) Will Be Loved. Other than that, thank you for the support and enjoy this hell of a loaded chapter :””’D
Disclaimer: Original storyline by Rachel, and glee belongs to RIB+Katy tugs on Blaine’s slacks again, this time asking, “Daddy, is that Papa?”
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That time Peter Parker was trained by Natasha Romanoff.
Peter had actually learned that move by the time he was 16.
Aunt Nat (Peter was the only one who could ever call Natasha that) taught him after giving into Peter’s relentless pleading and begging. By then the public knew of Spider Man, son of Avengers’ Iron Man and Captain America.
Peter had decent training from both his parents and the other Avengers (mostly Clint and Uncle Phil, though occasionally Nick gave advice too), but once he saw Natasha doing the move in action (a “field trip” of sorts - aka the only time he ever tagged along with his parents on a mission), Peter knew he absolutely had to learn it.
It involved a lot of twisting, and though Peter was pretty sure he’s become pretty flexible since he gained his powers, it still took a while for him to learn.
“The trick is to not be afraid you’ll hit the ground,” Aunt Nat told him repeatedly. It was useless advice in Peter’s mind; swinging from building to building with nothing but spider webs holding him up alleviated that fear long ago. Still, he nodded and knew better than to disagree.
He and Natasha practice for hours. First on a bunch of dummies the Avengers used when they wanted to sharpen their moves, then on each other. (Peter still holds to the theory that his bruises from Aunt Nat’s lessons are never going to fade away.)
It wasn’t until Natasha continues to push Peter to the edge of his control, yelling at him and screaming, “Come on, Parker!” repeatedly that he tackles her, jumping to hook his legs around her shoulders and bringing her down swiftly with a loud cry.
He gasps, at first because he finally got it, and then because he just took down the world’s best spy, and his aunt.
But Natasha only chuckles, lifting herself up and helping Peter up as well, ruffling his hair and saying, “Well done, kid.”
reblogging because i’m obnoxiously going through my own fic tag and omg tHIS HAS TO BE CANONNNNN
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100 points to the person who writes me a drabble for this.
Blaine raises an eyebrow, walking over to his wife and resting his hands on her hips, smiling wickedly when he crowds in close.
“Blaine Anderson, what do you think you’re doing?” Rachel asks in a huff, but the way the question shakes gives her away. Blaine smirks.
He leans over to breathe hot breaths in her ear before whispering, “Of course it isn’t a bad thing. But remember that the next time she pulls the eyes.”
“The eyes?” Rachel repeats, tembling slightly with how close Blaine is pressed against her.
“Yeah,” Blaine says, and he smiles against her ear. In a louder voice, he teases, “The Anderson trademark puppy dog eyes when she wants something badly, which we all know is followed by a Berry-esque fit.”
Rachel groans, rolling her eyes as she elbows her husband.
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S(he) Will Be Loved (Chapter 2)
Fandom: Glee
Characters: Kurt/Blaine
Words: 2 600+ out of 5 500+ so far
Rated: R until otherwise mentioned
Summary: What if Blaine had gotten pregnant instead of Rachel? What would he have done if kept the baby?
Spoilers/Warnings: mpreg, sexual activity between two characters who are the age of consent. Essentially au after season 3, but with mentions of season 4
A/N: HERE HAVE FUN~
Disclaimer: Original storyline by Rachel, and glee belongs to RIB+The first handful of days back in Lima, Kurt is content to stay in his old house, lazing on his father’s couch, catching up much needed rest, and watching trashy TV. He runs errands for both his father and Carole when they need it, happy to help out whenever he can. He eventually surrenders to Carole’s constant pestering and gives in to big, home-cooked meals that he knows he’ll eventually have to work off before he makes it back to the stage.
Over two weeks into his “home-cation” (as Rachel aptly named it), Kurt begins to feel restless. No one’s surprised – back in New York, he’d been busy from the moment he woke up until he got back into bed – but his parents still hope that he can just take it easy a little longer.
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S(he) Will Be Loved (Chapter 1)
Fandom: Glee
Characters: Kurt/Blaine
Words: 2 000+ out of 2 800+ so far
Rated: R until otherwise mentioned
Summary: What if Blaine had gotten pregnant instead of Rachel? What would he have done if kept the baby?
Spoilers/Warnings: mpreg, sexual activity between two characters who are the age of consent. Essentially au after season 3, but with mentions of season 4
A/N: I TOLD YOU I’D UPDATE SOON! (If you follow any of my other works, you know that just over a week is actually very soon for me /o\)
Disclaimer: Original storyline by Rachel, and glee belongs to RIB+ -
S(he) Will Be Loved (Prologue)
Fandom: Glee
Characters: Kurt/Blaine
Words: 800~
Rated: R until otherwise mentioned
Summary: What if Blaine had gotten pregnant instead of Rachel? What would he have done if he kept the baby?
Spoilers/Warnings: mpreg, sexual activity between two characters who are the age of consent. Essentially au after season 3, but with mentions of season 4
A/N: The ever lovely Rachel allowed me to write up a ‘verse on what I think could’ve happened had Blaine kept the baby from her AU “I Do” where Blaine gets pregnant instead of Rachel. Starts off the night before Sam takes Blaine to the clinic in her ‘verse. This is in no way related to Lindsey’s mpreg!Blaine ‘verse, which is equally wonderful dear god *u* Title inspired by Maroon 5!
Disclaimer: The idea of Blaine getting pregnant does not belong to me, much less the show!“Please don’t do this,” the child whispers, silent tears running down her face. Her wide hazel eyes give Blaine a look of pure pleading, begging him without so many words.
They’re on the top of a building, wind blustering against their faces and their hair whipping against their cheeks. Blaine doesn’t know where this building is or how he got here, but he certainly knows why he’s here with this little girl.
There’s only one person this girl can be, and though Blaine doesn’t know her name, her wide, owl eyes and pale, flawless skin give her away.
She’s his and Kurt’s child.
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I Just discovered what superfamily is, and I find it to be the cutest thing in the entire world. Don’t think Peter could hide his secret from his dads for long,though.
-” Tracker ?”
-“Yeap.”
-“Grounded ?”
-“D’you think ?”
(Thanks for showing up during lifestream guyz ! See you all next time. =) )
EDIT :Fanfic by luminary-child. Made my day, honey. Thank you.
“Peter’s heart pounds in his chest, and he ducks safely behind a corner where his Aunt Natasha can’t find him. Breathing out a silent sigh in relief (the jump was risky, and having his aunt behind him with the rest of the Avengers around didn’t soothe his worries) before leaping down a few stories to a fire escape.
He knows his fathers are the ones calling the search party, knows that they’ll stop at nothing until they find their son. Most days, Peter appreciates the unconditional love that comes from his parents, but sometimes the fact that his fathers are also Avengers Captain America and Iron Man doesn’t help with a lot of aspects in his life. Maybe if he was still five and a lost little boy in the city, the Avengers as well the police force would be more appreciated, but the fact that he’s a senior in high school only embarrasses him. Peter can handle himself.
Peter ducks another corner and jumps, his arms reaching forward and web springing forth from his wrists. The building he lands on is under construction, and there’s scaffolding covering one wall of it. Peters grabs hold of one of the metal poles, swinging until he’s safely hanging upside down from a balcony.
It’s not until he turns his head around to check his surroundings he sees his father’s infamous Iron Man helmet.
“Hello, Peter,” Tony greets calmly, flying quietly next to Peter’s hanging figure.
“Dad,” Peter says shakily, keeping his voice light. ”So, 10 pm already? I was trying to make it home before curfew, I swear!” Which is the truth actually, had the search party not begun at his apartment, knowing full well he couldn’t just swoop in with his Spidey gear on, Peter would’ve been home at least a full 15 minutes before curfew.
Tony says nothing for a moment, only a muffled, “Call off the search party, Steve. I found him,” before flying around Peter quietly, taking him in as he hangs from a building balcony.
“So, you’re Spidey, huh?” Tony asks. Peter’s actually genuinely terrified of his father by now - Tony’s way too calm for this. Steve’s anger and disappointment he can expect and handle, but Tony’s aloofness and ever calm poker face (even behind his Iron Man mask) always made Peter skittish whenever he got in trouble.
“Uh,” Peter hesitates, “yeah.”
There’s a long period of silence between the two - Peter sweats it out as he hangs from where he is, Tony’s mask a daunting symbol of his perfect poker face.
“You’re in a crapload of trouble, kid, I hope you know that,” Tony eventually announces, flying around Peter tauntingly. It makes the skin on Peter’s arms rise.
He gulps. ”Figured,” he whispers softly. Wondering how his father found him, Peter asks, “Tracker?”
“Yup.”
Peter nods.
“Grounded?”
“Y’think?”
It should be expected, that his family find out eventually he was actually Spider Man, but still. Peter really thought he had this under control.
“Peter,” Aunt Natasha says a moment later, her head poking next to Peter’s suddenly. How his Aunt Nat is hanging from the balcony upside down - and how she managed to catch up with him - Peter will never know, but it does scare the shit out of him, eliciting a very pathetic yelp. He flushes hotly beneath his suit when his father laughs.
“Aunt Nat!” Peter squeals (actually squeals, to his chagrin), his arms flailing from where they were planted on the balcony. Natasha doesn’t blink an eye at the fact he doesn’t fall from the building. Peter gulps again.
“Time to get home, buddy,” Tony says once he controls himself. ”Cap’s gonna give you the shitstorm of the century with your grounding.”
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I DIDN’T EVEN NOTICE THIS
DYING CREYING AKLDSFJALKSDFJ -
Imagine Person A of your OTP giving Person B a box of train tracks and a mechanical train to put around the Christmas tree while they go to the store. Person A comes back and almost trips over train tracks to find Person B building an express way throughout the whole house.
OH FUCK I GOT DIS OMG AKFJSADK;LFJ…
Kurt’s first thought when he comes home tripping over his threshold is, Fuck.
When he finally gets the coordination to look forward where his arms are splayed, he sees the grocery bags he carried open, its contents splattered on the floor surrounding him. Looking towards where his feet are tangled, he squints to find the source of what he tripped over.
They’re train tracks.
Oh no.
Blaine found the train set.
Groaning, Kurt picks himself up, closing the door behind him. Once he packs all the groceries back into their bags, he carries them over to the table in the kitchen before taking his coat off. Packing his boots and gloves away, he lifts a hand to his face, trying not to pull his skin in frustration.
Blaine is a kid at heart; Kurt’s long since learned this fact. Give him a stuffed animal and Blaine will create an elaborate story about Margaret Tatcher saving the world from the rapture.
Kurt’s also learned that if you give his husband a train set and an empty house, he will create an extensive track that loops and winds throughout their home.
Kurt can’t bear to throw the set away. It was a gift from his dad one Christmas, who said to use it when they finally have kids. Kurt’s honestly surprised to know that Burt hasn’t yet to figure out that Blaine is a kid. He had hidden the set carefully after the first year Blaine played with it, only for Kurt to find his house part of childplay for Blaine to enjoy.
And it’s not that Kurt doesn’t want to see his husband happy - he just doesn’t want it with his house being turned upside down in the process.
Following the tracks up through the main level rooms and up the stairs (and how exactly did Blaine manage to have the train go up and down the stairs - ?), he hears the telltale hoot of the train. He follows the sound to the spare room on the upper level, leaning against the doorway and trying not to spill to the floor to the sight that greets him.
Blaine is sitting cross legged, his unruly hair matted down by the blue and white striped conductor hat that Blaine insisted on buying once he opened Burt’s gift. His brows are knotted, but there’s a smile that reaches his eyes as he works furiously over the train’s controls. Margaret Thatcher dog sits on the top of the locomotive, limbs splayed limply on either side as she moves with the twists and turns of the train.
Kurt’s found this sight before, back after the first time Blaine began to play with the set, but it was only when they were engaged, Kurt tired from a droning and long from public transport and work to fully appreciate Blaine’s joy.
Now though - married, still tired, but able to really see the happiness in Blaine’s sparkling eyes - Kurt realizes what Blaine finds so enjoyable about the train set.
There’s something about the nostalgia in playing with a Christmas train, the excitement of putting the tracks together and finally getting to turn the train on. There’s the wonder of realizing the success of your work, and getting to share that feeling with someone who shares the same interests.
Kurt can only imagine this with a child of their own now. Boy or girl, it doesn’t matter - they’d be able to feel the spirit of Christmas radiating off Blaine regardless.
When Blaine looks up, his eyes twinkling even in the dim light of the room, he beams up at Kurt, a hand reaching out to wave Kurt over. Kurt goes over willingly, sitting on Blaine’s lap and enjoying the set with him for the rest of the night, his mind filled with fantasies of little hands within his own, Blaine telling them how the controls work and how it would be the best Christmases he’d ever spent.
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Strumming On My Heartstrings
Chapter: 3/?
Fandom: Glee
Characters: Kurt/Blaine
Words: 4 500+ this chapter of TBA total so far
Rated: Generally PG-13, but it may go up
Summary: Blaine’s interests have more often than not left him confused, always driving him to a safe place where he knows he can be content. It’s not until Kurt Hummel waltzes into his life when he realizes that trusting himself might be worth it in the end. AU where Blaine’s convinced himself he’s straight until Kurt shows up.
Spoilers/Warnings: All aired eps, straight!Blaine
A/N: Soooooooo, I clearly lied about updating soon. lol, nothing new~ I HOPE Y’ALL ENJOY THIS /o\ Major thanks to dis qurl because she da best<3 Also, NOW POSTED ONTO MY LJ YAAAAAY
Disclaimer: Why is Klaine even broken up still I don’t understand -Previous Parts: Prompt + Drabble | Prologue | Chapter 1 | Chapter 2
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