Drabble-Off Genre/Theme Winners and Master Post

[kosherrainbow]

FINALLY, I know, we have the announcement of our winner. It was a very close race:

First Place:imaginaryglory Entries Thread Here
                            Second Place:anassa_anemouEntries Thread Here
                            Third Place:jinchiue Entries Thread Here

Below in the comments are ALL the prompts, listed by author

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[kosherrainbow]

Historical, Blaine/Dave, Blaine/Sebastian/Kurt, Henry VIII era, angst,

"Your Majesty," the female servant breathed, her eyes wide as she cradled the bundle to her full chest.

Sebastian tried not to wrinkle his nose in disgust and the only thing keeping him from lashing out seemed to be the sight of Blaine. He was pale, clearing exhausted from where they had positioned him on the bed with pillows behind him. Feeling a warmth well up in his chest, a giddy sense of affection knowing he'd finally gotten a son after three husbands and four daughters...he froze when he heard the familiar clearing of someone's throat. Turning, he eyed Kurt's lithe and elegant frame. He was beautiful and smooth, dainty in ways Blaine could never be after years of hard work; the King recalled the blue eyed man's sweet voice and his sharp words, words that no one dared direct towards him after three consecutive beheadings...he swallowed thickly as Kurt drew closer.

"Desperation doesn't suit you, " Kurt trailed a finger down his chest and he shivered, " Are you really going to accept a bastard born of some farmhand, when I can easily bear you a son?"

Sebastian's eyes roamed the room, "In exchange for what, I ask?"

"My king, " Kurt looked taken aback but Sebastian knew it was a facade, " Why, I ask only for your affections...as every husband asks."

Flinching, Sebastian was stunned; he looked around the room to take in Blaine and the Anderson-Karofsky clan who watched with wide eyes. He'd planned this, he'd organized a son's birth from Blaine and it had succeeded. If he threw it away now, then... He swallowed thickly; Kurt was asking for something greater than he had to give. The king had yet to divource Jeremiah of the Sangrian Isles so to ask such a thing, to ask for a divource when the church forbid it...could he bear to throw away this chance after wooing Blaine and briding his poor household, just to fulfill the lust brewing within him?

"Well?"

Turning, he closed his eyes, keeping his back to the sniveling babe and stunned onlookers; anger rose within him, overtaking his shame and the feeling of forboding that descended on him as he stepped towards the blue eyed manipulator. He could still see it however in his mind's eye; Blaine looked on in heartbreak as his husband David rushed to his side while the clan of pleasants murmured still about payment; Sebastian was forced to harden his heart as he was led away by temptation himself.

He only prayed Kurt bore him a son, lest he become a fool, a fool whose anger never spared a soul.