CP Coulter
Hi, I'm CP Coulter. Welcome to my Tumblog! I might put original pieces, fanfiction, and fan-related things here. But remember: this is NOT a spoiler free zone, so enter at your own risk!
Dalton
Rated: T
WC: 450,939
Klaine
Post-Furt: Spinning off from Glee, Kurt begins an entirely new chapter in his life at Dalton Academy for Boys. Blaine, Wes, David and the boys of Windsor House make his life, for better or worse, far more eventful than he imagined.
The Stanton High School Fabulous Five
Rated: T
WC: 9,350
Side Story - Blaine
Before Blaine ever came to Dalton Academy, he had a small family of friends in Stanton High School. This is how they came to be, and how they separated.
Freshman Orientation
Rated: G
WC: 1,013
Side Story - All
The current generation of Dalton Boys at their freshman orientation. (aka The One Where They All Met)
Kurt, Reed, and Coco
Rated: G
WC: 689
Side Story - Windsor
Events that happened during the New York trilogy arc. Kurt goes to visit Reed's home in New York and meets a fluffy friend.
New Year's Greetings From East to West
Rated: G
WC: 555
Side Story - Stuart
Extra scene from Dalton's Episode "3...2...1". Logan makes a phone call to a friend across the country.
Always Perfect
Rated: T
WC: 2,592
Side Story - Stuart
Extra Scene from Dalton's Episode 20: "Double Acts". These are the events that happened prior to Kurt's visit to Stuart House.
A Rainy Story
Rated: T
WC: 1,275
Side Story - Hanover
This is a story about Hanover House, and how one of their most beloved members, Merril Portman, arrived at Dalton Academy.
Cat's Sleeping
Rated: G
WC: 634
Side Story - Stuart
Taken from 30 Days of Dalton, the Stuart trio have a moment of peace in the Hamptons. A small kiss may be involved.
With the Tide
Rated: G
WC: 1,241
Side Story - All
A beach full of rowdy Dalton boys on vacation. Vigilance pays off when a crisis arises.
I'll Cover You
Rated: G
WC: 729
Side Story - Windsor
Kurt gets sick. The Windsors are trying to be helpful when they are anything but.
New York snippet

This happened in the span of the New York trilogy timeline

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"Hello?" Reed called as he stepped into the Van Kamp’s massive New York apartment. He received no answer, but he just smiled and nodded to Kurt, "Come on."

"Your mom isn’t home?" Kurt asked, pulling his bag along with him as they walked in.

"Not from the looks of it, but Marcel and Laney should be here…" Reed wandered off to another direction for a moment, leaving Kurt to marvel at the place.

He stared at the size of the apartment—it had to rival the Twins’ residence in size, but it was decorated and designed with all the precise tastes of the fashionable world. And to Kurt’s surprise, he saw large photographs of Reed framed on the walls in the living room. They looked like blown up magazine pages.

He raised an eyebrow and tapped at a gold chrome frame. “And…when were you ever in a magazine?” he called

"Just—get—" Reed appeared at his elbow, turned bright scarlet and dragged his amused friend away from the frame.

"Honestly, how old were you then? You looked five."

"I was seven. Can we—just—let’s not talk about that."

"I should tell Shane that you were once a model."

Don’t tell Shane!" Reed cried.

"I was joking, Reed, you really have to calm down about him." Kurt smirked and crossed his arms over his chest as he moved to the living room.

Reed fidgeted. “I’m working on that.”

Kurt looked up as he became vaguely aware of a rumbling sound. “What is—”

He never got to continue his sentence as something utterly massive and covered in white and brown fur practically leaped off the stairs and slammed Reed into the ground with a crash. Kurt’s gasp was drowned out by the overenthusiastic bark of a huge St. Bernard, with a gold collar and a pink ribbon, that had practically flattened the artist.

"Oh my god—Reed!" Kurt ran forward towards the dog, who had all four paws on top of its master.

"No—I’m fine—" Reed coughed from the floor. "…I may have broken my nose—am I bleeding?"

"How do I—" Kurt stared helplessly at the happily panting dog pinning Reed to the ground, not sure how to get it off him. It was nuzzling Reed very happily, pretty glad to see him.

"Coco—off, come on, girl—get off me." Reed grunted as he struggled against his dog, hands burying into the dog’s thick coat.

Coco did acquiesce, partially, as she pawed at Reed and snuffled over him, possibly checking if he was okay. Kurt stared at his friend. “…aaand you’re bleeding.”

"Again?!" Reed groaned, touching his nose. The dog started to slobber him. "Eew! Coco—don’t do that!"

Kurt moved forward tentatively, and Reed seemed to signal that it was okay, as he handed his friend a handkerchief. “Here. What’s she doing?” he asked as Coco started to sniff him, inspecting him.

"You smell like brand. She knows you’re a friend."

"Is that how it is around here…?" Kurt smiled, still a little uncomfortable around the big dog’s attentions.

"She’s just overenthusiastic."

"Still bleeding, Reed. Let’s go upstairs—or do you have other animals that may maul you?"

"Thankfully Coco’s the only one."

A petite maid with a bright smile arrived, wiping her hands. “Hi Marcel!” Reed said as he petted Coco. “Could you please get some lunch ready and get Coco away from us? We’re going to raid my closet.”

"Just for two, Mr. Reed? Or are you expecting company?"

"Tweedles will be back from their excursion," Kurt reminded Reed. "Might as well have them stop over for lunch."

"Great, then we can ask them about the party theme. Four please, Marcel."

The dog did not want to leave Kurt and Reed alone. She was clearly fighting the kindly maid, whimpering. “She seems to like you,” Reed told Kurt.

"As long as she doesn’t tackle me, we’ll be friends," Kurt replied. Reed laughed and gestured to Marcel to let the dog go. Coco followed the two fashionistas who began talking about planning their outfits for the party as they headed upstairs.

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    KURT SMELLS LIKE BRAND.
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