Fic: Fading into you, fading into me. 100 Themed Drabbles. part 2 & 3/20
Title: Fading into you, fading into me. 100 Themed Drabbles
Rating: R for language & innuendo/fantasy of light bondage
Pairing: One sided Kurtofsky, Dave, Kurt.
Genre: angst/gen, canon or i'm trying to be.
Warnings: swearing and some innuendo.
Spoilers: whole series, but partic NBK 2x06 & Sue Sylvester Shuffle 2x11
Disclaimer: I so don't own the Glee
Summary: 100 Dave and Kurt themed drabbles. mostly angsty, from this list.
AN: Longer AN after the cut, but as always... Feedback, good or bad, is welcomed and appreciated.
AN; The Longer: I know I should be working on the 3rd part of Unexpected, but It's hard to write smut, partic boy!smut, when you have husbands & children (yep, i'm that old) lurking and looking over your shoulder all. the. fucking. time. I mean, they know what I ship (hubs doesn't believe in endgame kurtofsky, BLASPHEMY!! but he doesn't like klaine either, so that's something at least) and that I write, well not the smut part. But there's a big difference between "knowing" and "reading", ya know? So anyway, I'll be working on wrapping up Unexpected when they go back to school & work, respectively. Which should mean posting sometime tues/weds.
Now, about this fic or whatever it is. I'm really trying to not go AU with it. So there'll probs not be reciprocated Kurt/Dave in it :( (Btw, does he ever actually call him 'Fancy' in the show or is that a Fanon thing? I can't remember.) but you never know, I may change my mind and go into the future or some good Kurt/Dave moments might be coming our way in upcoming shows, here's hoping. Also, I'm trying to work on a different type of writing than what I usually do, so some experimenting will be happening. Mostly with narrative and verbiage. So, please bare/bear (I never know which one it is) with me.
Also, I cranked out 2 parts today. Hey, gotta take advantage it when moto/energy/inspiration/boredom comes, ya know? So enjoy.
I gots no beta for this fandom :( so any mistakes are all on me.
One last thing, the above headers, info blurbs or whatever they're called are going to be "part" specific from now on, instead of "overall story" specific.
I lied, one more thing. look at Cory up there in my icon. *le sigh* Isn't he so pretty? I love that pic of him.
TL;DR: Unexpected posting on Tues/Weds. This fic will probs stay in show/canon, so no reciprocated Kurt/Dave :( but 2 parts today :) Headers apply to each part, not the over all story.
and i'm done (with the longest AN in the history of AN's). now on with the show....
Part 2: Kurt’s POV
37. Eyes
They weren’t brown like he had thought, not that he even realized he took notice of them before that day, but since then, they were all he noticed.
Of course they were brown, but not only brown. Tortoiseshell was the only word he could think of; dark coffee, flecked with butterscotch. There was something about them that pulled him in, no matter how much he tried to fight it.
He had tried to erase the memory of them with Blaine’s. But Blaine’s paled in comparison; the brown not dark enough, dull, empty of what he knew was possible in another’s.
22. Mother Nature
All he wanted was to go home; sleep in his own bed, see his dad and Carole, he even wanted to see Finn. God help him, but he actually missed the big doofus.
He wanted the familiarity and warmth of home, not the cold and obdurateness of Dalton. He had to get away from this place before he lost himself completely.
But the world was conspiring against him, last night 20 inches of snow had fallen on West Central Ohio. He wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.
He just wanted to feel like ‘Kurt’ again, if only for a little bit.
61. Fairy Tale
Candlelight, rose petals scattered, and maybe violins playing in the background as we sipped from crystal glasses. He would lean forward, lifting his hand to cup my jaw, tracing his thumb across my cheek. As he came closer our breath would mingle and our eyes would slowly close in anticipation. Pausing before our lips meet, he would ask permission to kiss me, I would nod my assent. Then he would kiss me tenderly and it would be perfect.
It wouldn’t be in a rank locker room, sprung on him by someone he was yelling at.
But that’s how it was.
78. Drink
He likes them actually.
The sticky, sweet tartness of the impossible fruit flavors. How they numb your tongue, turning it bright rainbow colors. How they are a frivolity; having no nutritional value whatsoever, something meant only for fun.
A reminder of simpler and happier times; summer, swinging, riding bikes up and down the street until the streetlamps came on, beckoning you home for dinner.
Sure, it sucked when one was thrown in your face. Stinging your eyes and staining whatever fabulous outfit you had on.
But he would lick his lips all the same, capturing the flavor and savoring it.
53. Keeping a Secret
Knowing something no one else knows, as terrifying as it is to know, is exhilarating as well.
A heady feeling of control, a sly smile, ‘I know something you don’t know’ trills over and over in his head as we walks the halls of McKinley, looking people in the eye, knowing they don’t have the faintest clue.
Power, this power he now feels; having the one up, the ability to crush and destroy someone else, especially the person who it belongs to.
But also, the burden of it, of the secret itself, wearing away the thrill and weighing him down.
Part 3: Dave’s POV
42. Standing Still
If he can be like stone and not move, maybe they won’t see, maybe they won’t know, maybe they’ll forget about him altogether.
Maybe, eventually, if he’s immobile long enough the world will pass him right on by and he won’t have to worry about them being able to see it, to know.
Everything would be new; he wouldn’t have to hide, have to be afraid, and have to deal with it all.
Who knows? Maybe he’ll change; become something different, something he doesn’t have to be afraid of showing.
Unfortunately, the laws of physics prevent it, so he moves.
70. 67%
Dave’s pretty sure he 67% hates and 33% abhors Kurt Hummel. He’s just so in your face and doesn’t take any crap and not ashamed of who he is and it drives Dave insane.
Okay, maybe it’s 67% hate and 33% admiration; because Kurt is doing what Dave is unable to bring himself to do. Not that he wants to act like Fancy; he couldn’t pull of the skinny jeans.
Well, maybe it’s more 67% admiration and 33% hate.
But the thing is; what Dave feels for Kurt, it doesn’t feel like hate, it feels like the opposite in fact.
49. Stripes
Dave sees Kurt in his Dalton uniform and his mind immediately goes straight into the gutter.
All he can think about is that damned striped tie.
The blue and red silk knotted, not around Kurt’s neck, but loosely wrapped around his pale, naked wrists and through the slats on Dave’s headboard.
He can see Kurt’s long, perfect fingers curling around the silk, pulling, trying to gain leverage, the contrast of light and dark so fucking arousing.
Dave swears he can hear Kurt moan.
Kurt could easily free himself from the silk if he wanted to, but he doesn’t want to.
12. Insanity
Albert Einstein once said "The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results".
That’s how Dave feels most days. Or at least on the days he pushes Hummel into a locker/door/wall or slushies one of the GleeDorks or throws them in a dumpster or locks them in a port-a-potty, etc… You get the idea.
It’s getting him nowhere and fucking fast.
His goal is getting farther and farther away with each shove, slushie, dumpster, port-a-potty. To where he thinks it’ll be impossible to reach.
So he keeps doing what he’s been doing.
95. Advertisement
As he runs out on to the field to join everyone else already singing and dancing, he knows he’s doing this for himself, to feel good about himself for once.
Because no matter how much he denies it, it makes him happy.
But somewhere, buried way deep in the place he doesn’t acknowledge, he admits he’s doing it for Kurt too. To show him that he can be different, that there’s more to him than what Kurt thinks there is, that he can change, that he can be more.
He knows Kurt’s in the stands; hopefully he’ll look and see.
AN; the shorter: Quick question, should I be cross posting to other places too? or is that redundant?
Fading into you, fading into me Part 1
Rating: R for language & innuendo/fantasy of light bondage
Pairing: One sided Kurtofsky, Dave, Kurt.
Genre: angst/gen, canon or i'm trying to be.
Warnings: swearing and some innuendo.
Spoilers: whole series, but partic NBK 2x06 & Sue Sylvester Shuffle 2x11
Disclaimer: I so don't own the Glee
Summary: 100 Dave and Kurt themed drabbles. mostly angsty, from this list.
AN: Longer AN after the cut, but as always... Feedback, good or bad, is welcomed and appreciated.
AN; The Longer: I know I should be working on the 3rd part of Unexpected, but It's hard to write smut, partic boy!smut, when you have husbands & children (yep, i'm that old) lurking and looking over your shoulder all. the. fucking. time. I mean, they know what I ship (hubs doesn't believe in endgame kurtofsky, BLASPHEMY!! but he doesn't like klaine either, so that's something at least) and that I write, well not the smut part. But there's a big difference between "knowing" and "reading", ya know? So anyway, I'll be working on wrapping up Unexpected when they go back to school & work, respectively. Which should mean posting sometime tues/weds.
Now, about this fic or whatever it is. I'm really trying to not go AU with it. So there'll probs not be reciprocated Kurt/Dave in it :( (Btw, does he ever actually call him 'Fancy' in the show or is that a Fanon thing? I can't remember.) but you never know, I may change my mind and go into the future or some good Kurt/Dave moments might be coming our way in upcoming shows, here's hoping. Also, I'm trying to work on a different type of writing than what I usually do, so some experimenting will be happening. Mostly with narrative and verbiage. So, please bare/bear (I never know which one it is) with me.
Also, I cranked out 2 parts today. Hey, gotta take advantage it when moto/energy/inspiration/boredom comes, ya know? So enjoy.
I gots no beta for this fandom :( so any mistakes are all on me.
One last thing, the above headers, info blurbs or whatever they're called are going to be "part" specific from now on, instead of "overall story" specific.
I lied, one more thing. look at Cory up there in my icon. *le sigh* Isn't he so pretty? I love that pic of him.
TL;DR: Unexpected posting on Tues/Weds. This fic will probs stay in show/canon, so no reciprocated Kurt/Dave :( but 2 parts today :) Headers apply to each part, not the over all story.
and i'm done (with the longest AN in the history of AN's). now on with the show....
Part 2: Kurt’s POV
37. Eyes
They weren’t brown like he had thought, not that he even realized he took notice of them before that day, but since then, they were all he noticed.
Of course they were brown, but not only brown. Tortoiseshell was the only word he could think of; dark coffee, flecked with butterscotch. There was something about them that pulled him in, no matter how much he tried to fight it.
He had tried to erase the memory of them with Blaine’s. But Blaine’s paled in comparison; the brown not dark enough, dull, empty of what he knew was possible in another’s.
22. Mother Nature
All he wanted was to go home; sleep in his own bed, see his dad and Carole, he even wanted to see Finn. God help him, but he actually missed the big doofus.
He wanted the familiarity and warmth of home, not the cold and obdurateness of Dalton. He had to get away from this place before he lost himself completely.
But the world was conspiring against him, last night 20 inches of snow had fallen on West Central Ohio. He wasn’t going anywhere anytime soon.
He just wanted to feel like ‘Kurt’ again, if only for a little bit.
61. Fairy Tale
Candlelight, rose petals scattered, and maybe violins playing in the background as we sipped from crystal glasses. He would lean forward, lifting his hand to cup my jaw, tracing his thumb across my cheek. As he came closer our breath would mingle and our eyes would slowly close in anticipation. Pausing before our lips meet, he would ask permission to kiss me, I would nod my assent. Then he would kiss me tenderly and it would be perfect.
It wouldn’t be in a rank locker room, sprung on him by someone he was yelling at.
But that’s how it was.
78. Drink
He likes them actually.
The sticky, sweet tartness of the impossible fruit flavors. How they numb your tongue, turning it bright rainbow colors. How they are a frivolity; having no nutritional value whatsoever, something meant only for fun.
A reminder of simpler and happier times; summer, swinging, riding bikes up and down the street until the streetlamps came on, beckoning you home for dinner.
Sure, it sucked when one was thrown in your face. Stinging your eyes and staining whatever fabulous outfit you had on.
But he would lick his lips all the same, capturing the flavor and savoring it.
53. Keeping a Secret
Knowing something no one else knows, as terrifying as it is to know, is exhilarating as well.
A heady feeling of control, a sly smile, ‘I know something you don’t know’ trills over and over in his head as we walks the halls of McKinley, looking people in the eye, knowing they don’t have the faintest clue.
Power, this power he now feels; having the one up, the ability to crush and destroy someone else, especially the person who it belongs to.
But also, the burden of it, of the secret itself, wearing away the thrill and weighing him down.
Part 3: Dave’s POV
42. Standing Still
If he can be like stone and not move, maybe they won’t see, maybe they won’t know, maybe they’ll forget about him altogether.
Maybe, eventually, if he’s immobile long enough the world will pass him right on by and he won’t have to worry about them being able to see it, to know.
Everything would be new; he wouldn’t have to hide, have to be afraid, and have to deal with it all.
Who knows? Maybe he’ll change; become something different, something he doesn’t have to be afraid of showing.
Unfortunately, the laws of physics prevent it, so he moves.
70. 67%
Dave’s pretty sure he 67% hates and 33% abhors Kurt Hummel. He’s just so in your face and doesn’t take any crap and not ashamed of who he is and it drives Dave insane.
Okay, maybe it’s 67% hate and 33% admiration; because Kurt is doing what Dave is unable to bring himself to do. Not that he wants to act like Fancy; he couldn’t pull of the skinny jeans.
Well, maybe it’s more 67% admiration and 33% hate.
But the thing is; what Dave feels for Kurt, it doesn’t feel like hate, it feels like the opposite in fact.
49. Stripes
Dave sees Kurt in his Dalton uniform and his mind immediately goes straight into the gutter.
All he can think about is that damned striped tie.
The blue and red silk knotted, not around Kurt’s neck, but loosely wrapped around his pale, naked wrists and through the slats on Dave’s headboard.
He can see Kurt’s long, perfect fingers curling around the silk, pulling, trying to gain leverage, the contrast of light and dark so fucking arousing.
Dave swears he can hear Kurt moan.
Kurt could easily free himself from the silk if he wanted to, but he doesn’t want to.
12. Insanity
Albert Einstein once said "The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results".
That’s how Dave feels most days. Or at least on the days he pushes Hummel into a locker/door/wall or slushies one of the GleeDorks or throws them in a dumpster or locks them in a port-a-potty, etc… You get the idea.
It’s getting him nowhere and fucking fast.
His goal is getting farther and farther away with each shove, slushie, dumpster, port-a-potty. To where he thinks it’ll be impossible to reach.
So he keeps doing what he’s been doing.
95. Advertisement
As he runs out on to the field to join everyone else already singing and dancing, he knows he’s doing this for himself, to feel good about himself for once.
Because no matter how much he denies it, it makes him happy.
But somewhere, buried way deep in the place he doesn’t acknowledge, he admits he’s doing it for Kurt too. To show him that he can be different, that there’s more to him than what Kurt thinks there is, that he can change, that he can be more.
He knows Kurt’s in the stands; hopefully he’ll look and see.
AN; the shorter: Quick question, should I be cross posting to other places too? or is that redundant?
Fading into you, fading into me Part 1