Fic: I've Been Looking For You Forever
Someone posted a prompt akin to, "Kurt and Blaine are soulmates who will always find each other through time, in every incarnation, no matter what happens."
And...I guess I took too long writing it! So I shall post it here. I am sorry I didn't get it to you before you deleted your prompt, person who posted it! I probably didn't end up doing it right anyway, really. I'm...I have trouble filling prompts. I'm terrified of doing it wrong.
ANYWAY. Now I have a bit of a complex because I filled a deleted post and I'm all WHAT DID THEY KNOW IT WAS ME TRYING TO FILL IT AND THEY THINK I SUCK?! Moving on...
The prompter came back! many_a_dream originally posted this prompt at kurt_blaine and I managed to see it and let it fire my imagination before she deleted it, but then she got to see it and yay! We are all happy. You're lovely, darling, and thank you for giving me the opportunity to write this. If I see your prompts in a community post I shall always try to fill them if I can.
The actual prompt: Kurt and Blaine being soulmates, are drawn to each other/or find each other in every incarnation, and fall in love with each other all over again...
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The threads that bind souls are as thin as gossamer, as transparent as the most perfect glass...and, in the cases of the right souls, the souls that the Universe decreed from the very beginning shall be tied together for all time...well, those threads are as strong and as nearly indestructible as titanium.
Perhaps those so soul-bound won't always meet at the right time - certainly no one would agree that the battlefield of Gettysburg, on opposite sides, was a particularly good time for anyone to meet, eternally bound or not - but they will meet. That's the one guarantee.
When the timing was right, oh, how love was glorious. In France, in the court of Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette, the entities we of the 21st century know as "Kurt Hummel" and "Blaine Anderson" were incandescent, a love envied and admired by all who knew them, a love that kept them together in their successful race to avoid Madame Guillotine.
Their exploits in 13th century Greece are still found carved on tablets, painted on elegant vases, inscribed into the walls of ancient temples.
No one would forget the night in the 19th century that they defied convention and, under the light of thousands of glass lamps, inhaling the smell of roses and burning hashish, they danced with one another at Vauxhall Gardens, scandalizing and delighting their friends and enemies alike.
In Pompeii, they were excavated, found entwined in each other's arms in the ruins caused by the eruption of Mount Vesuvius.
No matter if they once missed each other by seconds passing by to catch a train or if one of them, at the bow of a departing ship, spies the other in the crowds on the pier waving farewell - they'll manage to wind their way back through time to each other. Something will always happen to correct the course of fate and bring their hands clasping together, their eyes meeting in wonder.
The world's most enduring love stories - you've heard them, you've told them yourself - they can all be traced back to the beginning of time, and the very best and brightly beautiful of them involve these two particular souls.
They will always find each other, chance and circumstance conspiring to align their stars as closely as possible. They will always love each other, even if they don't understand why this person is so important.
"Oh. There you are. I've been looking for you forever."
Blaine Anderson had no idea how true those words were now, how true they would be until the very, very end of time.
And...I guess I took too long writing it! So I shall post it here. I am sorry I didn't get it to you before you deleted your prompt, person who posted it! I probably didn't end up doing it right anyway, really. I'm...I have trouble filling prompts. I'm terrified of doing it wrong.
ANYWAY. Now I have a bit of a complex because I filled a deleted post and I'm all WHAT DID THEY KNOW IT WAS ME TRYING TO FILL IT AND THEY THINK I SUCK?! Moving on...
The prompter came back! many_a_dream originally posted this prompt at kurt_blaine and I managed to see it and let it fire my imagination before she deleted it, but then she got to see it and yay! We are all happy. You're lovely, darling, and thank you for giving me the opportunity to write this. If I see your prompts in a community post I shall always try to fill them if I can.
The actual prompt: Kurt and Blaine being soulmates, are drawn to each other/or find each other in every incarnation, and fall in love with each other all over again...
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The threads that bind souls are as thin as gossamer, as transparent as the most perfect glass...and, in the cases of the right souls, the souls that the Universe decreed from the very beginning shall be tied together for all time...well, those threads are as strong and as nearly indestructible as titanium.
Perhaps those so soul-bound won't always meet at the right time - certainly no one would agree that the battlefield of Gettysburg, on opposite sides, was a particularly good time for anyone to meet, eternally bound or not - but they will meet. That's the one guarantee.
When the timing was right, oh, how love was glorious. In France, in the court of Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette, the entities we of the 21st century know as "Kurt Hummel" and "Blaine Anderson" were incandescent, a love envied and admired by all who knew them, a love that kept them together in their successful race to avoid Madame Guillotine.
Their exploits in 13th century Greece are still found carved on tablets, painted on elegant vases, inscribed into the walls of ancient temples.
No one would forget the night in the 19th century that they defied convention and, under the light of thousands of glass lamps, inhaling the smell of roses and burning hashish, they danced with one another at Vauxhall Gardens, scandalizing and delighting their friends and enemies alike.
In Pompeii, they were excavated, found entwined in each other's arms in the ruins caused by the eruption of Mount Vesuvius.
No matter if they once missed each other by seconds passing by to catch a train or if one of them, at the bow of a departing ship, spies the other in the crowds on the pier waving farewell - they'll manage to wind their way back through time to each other. Something will always happen to correct the course of fate and bring their hands clasping together, their eyes meeting in wonder.
The world's most enduring love stories - you've heard them, you've told them yourself - they can all be traced back to the beginning of time, and the very best and brightly beautiful of them involve these two particular souls.
They will always find each other, chance and circumstance conspiring to align their stars as closely as possible. They will always love each other, even if they don't understand why this person is so important.
"Oh. There you are. I've been looking for you forever."
Blaine Anderson had no idea how true those words were now, how true they would be until the very, very end of time.