Connor Walsh in “Let’s get to scooping”
Fic Summary:Kurt works for Jack Anderson, a famous Broadway producer, and he has a bit of a secret. He’s in love with his bosses son. The catch? He’s only sixteen.
Kurt cringed. Usually, he really liked his job. He worked for Jack Anderson, the Broadway producer. The man had put on all the best productions of the last two decades, and when Kurt finally graduated from NYADA at twenty-four, and saw he was looking for a new assistant, Kurt was first in line to the job. He hoped it would have given him an in to the business, and it did, but mostly he was just running errands.
Like today. Today he had been running errands nonstop and his boss had no mercy. Mr. Anderson had been piling on the tasks before Kurt even had the chance to finish the ones he had already been given. Grumbling to himself about how “slave” wasn’t in the job description, he forced himself into Mr. Anderson’s office to find out what the man needed next.
“Yes, Mr. Anderson?” he reported politely.
strooodel A beary good day on the set of Glee.
Pairings: Kurt/Blaine, background Sam/Mercedes
Word count: 5,050 words this chapter
Summary: D/s AU. At NYADA, he’s Blaine, a high-achieving student with lots of friends. At his part-time job, he’s Devon, professional sub at a clinic for doms. Kurt meets them both, but only falls for one.
Read the original GKM prompt here,
Blaine had started to get used to missing Kurt. Maybe that was the wrong word, missing, since he still saw Kurt twice a week in class. But their friendship had chilled and turned awkward since the day Blaine asked Kurt out. Professor Miller hadn’t put them in the same performance group again, so it wasn’t unusual for them not to even say hi in class, even if Blaine couldn’t help noticing what Kurt was wearing and doing. Even when the whole class performed together in Much Ado, Kurt was out the classroom door as soon as it was over. Blaine had done really well as Hero — even Richard Halifax had said so, which was thrilling. But Kurt hadn’t even caught his eye.
masquerade!AU. Blaine accidentally bumps into a stranger at NYADA’s annual ball. Their connection is instant.
~1400 words, PG. Fluffy fluff.
Blaine ducked into one of the curtained alcoves that lined the ballroom, tossing a hasty apology over his shoulder-
-and running smack into another person, who let out an “oof!” of surprise.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry!” Blaine said, carefully moving himself to the other end of the small, dimly lit nook. “I was just-”
He abruptly cut himself off once he looked up into the stranger’s face. Though most of it was obscured by his ornate silver-and-navy swirled mask, the man’s eyes were still visible, and God, if Blaine had to only look at those for the rest of his life, he wouldn’t be mad. They were a stunning blue-grey, made bright by the complementary colors of the man’s mask. Blaine kind of felt like a slob when he compared his own simple black mask to the other man’s finery.
I have loved you for a thousand years,
I’ll love you for a thousand more!
Look, Oliver, that guy, he was just sex, but you’re more than sex.
Summary: Sequel to Black Queen, White Rook. After double-oh agent Blaine Anderson was forced to listen to his fiance’s brutal murder over the coms in Q Branch, a Quartermasterless MI6 has spent the better part of a year at the forefront of a vicious cyber attack from a shadowy villain who only refers to their self as “Atlas”, not to mention the return of long-thought-dead notorious hacker Eris, and a curious nameless code writer who may or may not be an ally. AO3.