#blam fics

[softestbuckley]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 4/? Fandom: Glee Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Blaine Anderson/Sam Evans Characters: Blaine Anderson, Sam Evans Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Pining, Love Confessions Summary:

Who would've thought that reading Star Wars fanfiction would lead to this?

[blame-blam]

dear blamily

Maybe you noticed, maybe not but I’ve started to upload my fics on AO3. yeah okay, very slowly... but hey at least I’m on it.

I also have decided to use my twitter account more (that’s still a thing, right, not outdated by anything?) to inform you when I update a fic either on AO3 or when I put up a new one (on both AO3 and ff.net then)

Uhm yeah. That’s it. Oh no, you need my links

Twitter: @blameblamOTP  (the chewing rabbit. that’s me)

AO3 TheBigBlamTheory

FFnet still good old BlameBlam

[thisbloggerlovesblam]

Boy, i need more blam fics in my life.

[thisbloggerlovesblam]

Man, i'm going to take a break from this writing blam fics thing. 

[blaineandsamevanderson]

Here's a fun one. Top 6 Favorite Blam fanfics!!! That you haven't written. ;P I'm excited to see what you post. Links too, please?

Top 6 Blam Fics (In no particular order):

A New Reality in Direction

Brand New Ground

Love Can Wait

Boy Next Door

Waiting For Forever

Red Letter Days

[blaineandsamevanderson]

Prompt. Sam's thoughts watching "Diva" Blaine!

LOL, I’ve actually written 2 fics that deal with this idea :

An Eye Opening Experience & Sexy Songs and Sniffles .  They are rated M and E respectively!

[blaineandsamevanderson]

WIP (Blam) FIC ROUND UP!

Post an excerpt from each WIP you have (or as many as you want to pick). No context, no explanations!

1.     Most of the pictures a Blaine also had either Tina or Sam with him, sometimes both.  Glee club stuff, student Council, just hanging around, food drives, Cheerio practice….

  Blaine in a Cheerio uniform.

  Yeah, that had happened and Kurt was a little bitter that he hadn't been there to see it firsthand.

  2.     “Dude, thought you didn't know how many balls you could fit in your mouth.”

  Sam blinked, then burst out laughing, hugging his ribs because, OW!  Weakly, he said, “I don't !  We’re 15.  There's no rush.”

  Puck frowned.  “But… I figured with two dudes there'd be like no one whining about waiting, cuz, you know, two dudes….”

  Sam rolled his eyes, but smiled and Artie said, “We really should get you some ice for your face.  That eye looks hella painful.”

  3.     Which was how they wound up drinking in a slightly more secluded part of the park with Puck and Rory (whom Puck had apparently been trying to teach ‘game’ without any luck).  The Mohawked boy brought with him a big backpack that contain shot glasses, whiskey, tequila and vodka.

  It had actually been amusing to see Rory's eyes light up when he was handed a shot of whiskey, knocking it back neatly. Then he cringed and scowled.  “Me mammy’s cat pisses stronger drink than this!”

  Puck blinked at him.  “Dude, I only understand about half of what you say, but yeah, cat piss is pretty close to the shit.”

  4.     “What part?” Sam drawled quietly so as not to disturb Lily, who was peacefully sleeping on his shoulder.  “The small lawn fire, Brittany's 10 minute argument with squirrels living in Rachel’s Willow tree, seeing Finn and Ryder’s plans to build a roof mounted slip and slide….”

  “I still don't see how that wouldn't result in someone's death.”

  “They want to aim at the pool… Did you like the random, pirate themed musical number? Because to be honest, everyone was on their best behavior,” Sam mused, stopping beside a Subaru.  “I think Rachel might have threatened them.”

  5.     Sam took a deep breath and peered around at least three dozen faces, all looking back at him like he was some new and strange creature they didn't understand.  “You're all bullies,” he announced, mouth working before you really knew what he was saying.  “You might not be throwing drinks, or pushing people into lockers, but you stand around watching it happen and do nothing to stop it.  Maybe because you think it's funny or maybe because you're just glad it's not you, but either way, your cowards.  Being athletic and popular doesn't make you a good person…from what I've seen around here, it just seems to make you an ass.  Everyone has the power to choose how they lived their lives.  Me, I'm not going to be ashamed of the people I surround myself with, so clearly none of y’all make the cut!”

  6.     He wasn't entirely sure why Sam had rejoined the synchronized swimming team during their senior year (he also made the football team -- starting quarterback-- but rarely wore his letterman jacket), but he had, which was why Blaine found himself sitting poolside and watching the swim team finish their practice.

  It wasn't an entirely unpleasant way to spend an hour. Sam was very focused on trying to perfect his routine (the entire team was.  Apparently, synchronized swimming was harder than it looked), so Blaine could surreptitiously watch his friend splash about in the water, half naked and gorgeous, without being caught.

  7.     Three weeks earlier, as they walked hand-in-hand through DUMBO, Sam had tugged him into a tattoo parlor and they'd each left with a small symbol inked on their inner left wrists. Blaine's was a backwards treble clef, which bore a resemblance to the letter S, and Sam's was an alto clef, which looked like a stylized B.

  Blaine it never really considered a tattoo before, but he had to admit he loved it. He loved seeing the black ink, so stark against Sam's skin, permanent… Forever.

  And this is not even a fraction of the stuff I have written in notebooks…..