Kurt is volunteering for Dial-A-Ride, a place that offers free rides for people too drunk to drive themselves, to fulfill a college elective requirement. One Friday night, he ends up driving Sebastian back to his college dorm. Once Sebastian finds out Kurt volunteers there, he calls every Friday night and requests him personally. But is Sebastian doing this just to make Kurt’s life miserable?
I wrote this for the Kurtbastian Hiatus Project prompt “college AU” and never uploaded it. Here it is. Warning for language, drinking, being drunk, talk about sex. Mention of Blaine/Klaine. Not Blaine friendly.
Kurt pulls up to the curb in front of The High Life and leaves the engine running. When the call came in,he didn’t even need to wait for the address. There’s only one person who calls Dial-A-Ride on Friday nights and requests him personally, and that person only goes clubbing at The High Life – probably
because it’s as far from the NYU campus as you can possibly get without leaving
the city.Kurt sits and waits, sending a text from the Dial-A-Ride cell phone to the man who
called for him, but the bouncers at the door know Kurt’s white van by now, and
they know who he’s there for.That’s comforting,
Kurt thinks with a heavy sigh.
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‘Why does everyone think we’re dating??? What the he- wait, are we dating?’ Sciles prompt
Stiles has just about been sitting in the booth at the local coffee shop long enough to get fidgety by the time Scott returns, hands laden down with hot drinks and a plate with a pair of muffins precariously perched on them. That’s enough to soothe his restless heart; Stiles perks up, scooting his body to the side as Scott joins him on the same bench in the booth, their elbows rubbing comfortably. “Ohhhhh, apple crunch muffins. Thanks, babe!”
“I didn’t get it for you,” Scott says, his voice mild and distant like he’s been stunned, “It was on the house, from the barista.”
Thoughtfulness washes in and Stiles lifts his eyes to consider the girl behind the counter, evaluating her expression, her appearance, why she might have sent him a free muffin. It distracts him enough to allow Scott to follow up with the equally distant and mild, “She said she’d noticed that my boyfriend really liked them and that he’d looked kind of stressed, lately.”
Stiles chokes on the first bite of caramel-apple-deliciousness.
It’s kind of late already, but I just saw your last post and was thinking maybe Kurt and Sebastian with number 4 if it’s not too much to ask?
Title: Pick You Up
Pairing: Kurtbastian
Words: 738
Prompt: ‘I’m flirting with you’
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Flirting
came easy for Sebastian. It hadn’t always, but since he had come to terms with
his sexuality and had a few… let’s say false starts, things just fell into
place for him. Getting guys was simple
and Sebastian didn’t show the least bit of understanding for people who were
struggling.At
first it was condescension and plain arrogance and when he grew out of that
because he actually grew up, it turned into confusion.Why
didn’t those people try harder? Come on, flirting wasn’t hard.Then
came the day things changed. Suddenly nothing worked and Sebastian wondered how
flirting had turned into the hardest thing next to speaking Chinese.His
hands were sweaty and his heart was hammering and when he opened his mouth what
came out was rarely more than ‘Uh…’ whenever he tried to flirt.And
Sebastian just didn’t get it. This wasn’t even about a stranger, it was about
his friend. Talking still worked fine, until Sebastian tried to say something
smart and flirty. Then it was as if his mind was wiped clean and his mouth full
of cotton.The
first time it happened was after Kurt hadn’t gotten a callback for a role he
had felt perfect for. All Sebastian could think about was hugging and
comforting and kissing it better. He
tried to shake it off, the perfect line on his lips.‘If you’re feeling down,
I can feel you up.’What
actually came out of his mouth was a mix of ‘Kurt’, ‘sorry’ and absolute
gibberish.That
was so bad that Sebastian decided to fuck it out of his system. Which obviously
didn’t work.When
he met Kurt the next day, Kurt grinned at him and said, ‘I should get a t-shirt
saying my best friend was on a walk of
shame and all I got was this lousy t-shirt.’Sebastian
chuckled weakly. He was sure there was something he had wanted to say. Something
funny and flirty.‘I lost my underwear,
can I have yours?’But
Kurt’s hair was perfectly high, his eyes bright and his lips kissable.So
what he ended up saying was, ‘Uh… I, uh, lost…’Kurt
raised an eyebrow at him, which sent a shiver down Sebastian’s spine. ‘Did you
lose your keys again?’The
only thing Sebastian was capable of doing was nodding. And that was when
Sebastian decided to just stop trying with other people. Although he was still
able to flirt with them, it changed
nothing about his feelings for Kurt.It
didn’t get better after that, it got far worse. The days of smooth, charming
Sebastian seemed to be over. What was left was cheesy pick-up lines in his mind
and non-sense coming out of his mouth.He
was honestly starting to question where he was supposed to end if this
downwards spiral didn’t stop.Three
weeks and seemingly millions of nerve-wrecking situations later, the panic got
the better of him. Suddenly Sebastian couldn’t hold it in anymore and all his
frustrations burst out of him.‘Damn,
Kurt, I’m flirting with you.’‘I
know.’Sebastian
drew in a sharp breath.‘What
do you mean you know?’‘Your
blushing, all that stammering… At first I didn’t get it because you’re always
so confident. But then you managed to stutter your way through your first
pick-up line and finally I understood it.’‘You
let me suffer all that time?’‘Pretty
much, yes. It was cute.’Sebastian’s
breathing quickened and suddenly his face felt so… hot. He opened his mouth
and it happened again.‘You,
uh… I…’Kurt
stared at Sebastian a second, two, even three, then he started laughing. Sebastian’s
lips parted, gaping in wonder at Kurt’s melodic laughter. Under any other
circumstances Sebastian would have fled out of embarrassment, but Kurt’s
laughing didn’t sound mocking. It was bright and fond and… lovely. And when Kurt stretched his arm
out to lay his hand on Sebastian’s, Sebastian thought for a second he might
faint. How ridiculous. They’d hugged before and everything had been fine. But
this time, it felt like so much more than a friendly hug.‘Seb,
take a deep breath. We’re friends, you have nothing to be afraid of.’‘I
don’t?’‘Do
you want to go on a date with me?’ Kurt asked with a sassy grin.And
suddenly things were easy again.‘Yeah,
I really want to. Because I’m not a photographer, but I can picture you and me
together.’
Love Yourself – pt. 4
Pairing: Kurtbastian
Summary: Fix it fic for 6×01 & 6×02. Kurt is struggeling after his break up and he doesn’t know how to deal with any of it anymore. Until he meets Sebastian again.
Words: 2.027
A/N: Well, that’s it, the last part. Took a bit longer than expected, but some things can’t be helped. I hope you enjoyed this and maybe it made dealing with canon a bit more bearable 🙂
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Part 4
‘What happened the last time someone told you you were boring?’ It tookKurt a few seconds until he fully understood where Sebastian was coming from
with his question. Once again he had taken up the topic of a conversation that
had initially happened weeks ago. How Sebastian could live with such an
unorganized mind was a complete mystery to Kurt.‘First I got drunk, then I got a misspelled tattoo. I’ve had it
corrected by now, though.’‘You honestly have a tattoo? Cool. Wouldn’t have expected that.’
‘That’s the point, I felt boring. I wanted to do something that would
surprise everyone.’‘But that’s a really bad reason to get a tattoo, don’t you think? I
mean, I’m not one of those people who say it’s stupid to get one that doesn’t
have a meaning. You want it on your skin for whatever reason, go for it. But I
do think it should be for yourself, not for anyone else. The only person who’s
for sure always going to stay in your life is yourself, so it’s the only person
that really matters.’‘That sounds lonely.’
‘But you’re not really alone and you probably never will be. I’m just
saying you can’t predict who’ll stay in your life and who won’t. So what’s the
point in doing something so permanent for someone else?’And that was another thing about Sebastian Smythe that Kurt cherished
more than he ever wanted to tell anyone. As much as Sebastian mostly didn’t
think his words through, they often struck a nerve with Kurt. It reminded him a
bit of Dr Barnes, but unlike her Sebastian rarely appeared aware that he had
said anything world-shaking, continuing with the next topic as if nothing had
happened.
based on this amazing photoset that i fell in love with and couldn’t help picturing as kurtbastian
summary: rivaling supermodels kurtbastian
~850 words
“So, we were talking to Sebastian Smythe earlier,” the interviewer from E! continues, and Kurt has to…
Sebastian reaches down into the water with his cupped hands, bringing up some water and pouring it over his hair and down his face. Kurt watches the water drip down his body, each droplet reflecting the light like a prism across his skin, and for a moment he becomes a beacon – and that beacon calls to Kurt.
Everything about Sebastian calls to him.
His voice, his eyes, his skin, his hands, his smile, his laugh…
“I would like to kiss you.”
Kurt’s eyes, which had been chasing the beads of water as they dripped along Sebastian’s skin, fly back up to his face.
“What is it to kiss?” Kurt asks, mulling over the unfamiliar word.
Sebastian feels his cheeks redden. Who knew he would need to explain a kiss?
“It’s when you like someone, and they like you, and you press your lips to theirs.”
Kurt thinks on Sebastian’s explanation for a second, then makes a face.
“Ugh!” he exclaims, shaking his head. “That sounds foul!”
Sebastian rolls his eyes and looks away. Kurt looks at Sebastian’s lips, focusing on the way they pull down at the corners as his expression changes, on his tongue running over them slowly.
“Have you ever kissed anyone?” Kurt asks shyly, paying more attention to Sebastian’s lips than he has ever paid attention to anyone’s before.
“No,” Sebastian admits. “I’ve never really liked anyone like that. Besides, I’m royalty, and no one kisses royalty but royalty.”
The fairy and the sprite grow quiet, swinging their legs over the water.
“I am royalty,” Kurt says softly.
“Yeah,” Sebastian agrees, eying the fairy prince as he contemplates his next move. Kurt slides down the branch, moving up to Sebastian, feeling his own fire cool as Sebastian’s skin absorbs his heat. Sebastian’s skin turns a light shade of rosy pink where Kurt’s skin brushes against it, but it doesn’t burn.
It tingles.
Take Me To The Homecoming Dance (Again) – pocketmumbles (livelikejack) – Teen Wolf (TV) [Archive of Our Own]
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)
Rating: General Audiences
Words: 3,789
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Liam Dunbar/Mason
Characters: Mason (Teen Wolf), Liam Dunbar, Bobby Finstock
Additional Tags: 5+1 Things, High School, Homecoming, Everyone Is Alive, Demisexual Character, Mutual PiningSummary:
“So, Homecoming’s coming up,” Liam says.
Mason looks up at the giant campaign posters in front of them, then down at the smaller ones in his arms. “Really? I hadn’t noticed.”
Liam rolls his eyes and holds out his hand for tape. “I was just wondering if you, uh, had a date yet.”
(Or, five times Liam totally failed at asking Mason to go to Homecoming with him, and one time he technically still failed anyway.)
Kurtbastian one-shot – “Nosy Neighbors and Wifi Network Names”
Kurt and Sebastian discover in a passive-aggressive way that their neighbors have a front row seat when it comes to overhearing their sexual antics, which leads to a discussion about the future of their relationship.
Written for the Kurtbastian hiatus project prompt ‘free day’ and based on this meme.
Warning for sex.
Kurtbastian fic – ACITW AU Ch 26D
Yes, there is one more part after this (26E) that’s about 7k words as well, and I’m sorry it’s being split up. It’s been a long couple of days xD If you want to know the full story, message me, otherwise, on with the show!
Read on AO3.
Read on Fanfiction.
Read on SebKlaine.
Read on LiveJournal.
Sebastian opts not to change, attached to the outfit he’s currently
wearing even if he won’t say why. He doesn’t want to admit in front of
Julian that it’s because his no longer wrinkle-free polo and dark wash
jeans still smell like Kurt, and not just Kurt’s shampoo or his body
lotion, but him. His clothes carry the invisible prints of
Kurt’s hands on them, as well as a few kisses that went astray and
latched onto his collar as they rushed into the house, stumbling over
hands and feet to get to Sebastian’s bed. It’s a personal confession,
and he keeps it private for the time being, figuring he’ll slip the
information into Kurt’s ear at some point during the evening. That way
Kurt will know how much Sebastian adores wearing him on his body, close
to his skin.But Kurt feels too rumpled in his outfit to be seen
by society in general. They can get away with Sebastian being mildly
creased, but paired with Kurt looking wrecked the way he does screams yup, we were getting it on not five-minutes ago.Or trying to, Kurt amends his thoughts with a frown.
Damn fucking Julian.
Kurtbastian fic – ACITW AU CH 26C
Okay guys, here’s the deal – this portion was supposed to be about 10K+. I’ve been trying to upload it but tumblr doesn’t want me to upload that much in one document, and LJ keeps crashing when I do. So even though I didn’t want to split these up, I have to. So, here is this part. Then in a few hours (when everyone gets the chance to read it) I’ll put up the next part. But as I have struggled with this for ALL DAY, I need a moment to step away and take a deep breath ❤
I know Edy’s never going to read this, but I put a little nod to her in here. Ten points to those of you who figure it out 😉
“Please, guys, continue,” Julian says, his eyes shining with self-satisfied amusement, his grin burning, its flame fanned by Sebastian’s expression of rage. “Don’t stop on my account. Wait a second…let me get a little more comfortable so I have a better view…” His face becomes nearly 70% his this-is-funnier-than-hell grin as Julian makes a big show of readjusting his seat on the sofa, reclining
back on the arm, and propping his right ankle up on his left knee. His gaze
shifts between Sebastian and Kurt, and it’s obvious that he’s more than pleased
with himself.Sebastian always goes on about Julian being a fucking voyeur. Man, he wasn’t kidding.
Shadow In The Light 