“Notes? What is that even supposed to mean?” Stay or go? Blaine had no idea which he was going to choose. Jesse wasn’t doing very well on the convincing him to stay part either. Arms crossed over his chest, hazel eyes squinting thoughtfully beneath a set of burrowed brows. “Or are you trying to confuse me on purpose? Cause if you are? Good job.”
( mssg » kurt | sent) Watching your reaction when what you read sink in was almost as fun as it’ll be when I get to show you what I meant by that. ( mssg » kurt | sent) Ha! Thought so! ( mssg » kurt | sent) Like you stood a chance.. ( mssg » kurt | sent) Hey. Wait! Where are you going? I was supposed to be the one who shot you that look before walking off. ( mssg » kurt | sent) You can’t say I win and you surrender only to do THAT. That’s cheating!
a frustrated huff passed from her lips, arms crossing over her chest. who even CARED about proving their talent ? sugar would have much rather won than prove anything. ❛i have about 10% confidence in us winning without a little bribage – we sort of suck. i mean, i can’t even sing. ❜ she perked up as he continued, a small smile graving her features. ❛well in that case – it’s time to start doing our research !! we need to find out who the judges will be, and what they can be bribed with, so i can tell daddy exactly what i need. ❜
Sugar’s confidence in their abilities might be lacking. However. Blaine was holding out hope that his confidence in his teammates might make up for her serious lack of any. Even if in his opinion they should have started rehearsing and planning months ago was enough to give him more sleepless nights than he’d admit to. Hopefully, he was right. The alternative was far too crushing to think about.
“No! No. First. We practice more. Then, if we are still having trouble? You and I can talk about,” he made air quotes around the words, “other plans.” Trying to goad her into agreeing with him, Blaine lifted his brows, pressed his lips together and hummed. “I’d rather try then than risk getting disqualified. Wouldn’t you? We could..work together?” Yeah. He offered that. Oh God. What just came out of his mouth?
Hudson drummed his fingers on the bathroom counter, feeling nervous. He missed the ease of New York and how easy things were for him there. He’d gone to a high school specifically for the performing arts. A school where he wasn’t some legacy. Now he felt like he was finally getting to know his father, finally feel like his son.
Blaine fixed his hair so a few stray strands were placed perfect. He smiled, remembering the first time he’d had Blaine help with his hair, and laughed. “Thanks,” he stated before letting out a sigh. “Is it weird I’m nervous?”
“You’re welcome,” he spoke softly trying to ease the boy’s nerves. Hudson had no reason to worry. Legacy or not? He was his own person. Talented, smart. A good kid with high ambitions, drive and a voice that no one could resist admiring.
The moment he walked through those doors, Hudson would be closer to not only his parents, but he family of friends that very school bonded together that made today possible. And it was going to love him as much as all of them did. “Don’t be. They’re going to adore you. Just take a breath and know at the end of the day? We’re all here for you.” Tucking his chin towards his purple and teal striped bow tie, Blaine arched a brow and grinned. “Be excited. Enjoy it. No more nerves. Okay?”
he wasn’t sure how to ask. in situations like this dave’s guard goes up, waiting for the TRICK. sebastian or kurt– or both are probably hiding somewhere trying to have another GAYTERVENTION with him. “i am.” he agrees. “but if this is another anti-bullying speech for an IT GETS BETTER campaign i’m not interested anymore.”
Blaine was doing his absolute best to keep a respectful distance away from Dave’s personal bubble after surprising him the way he did. But Dave running into him was rare and seeing him at the food court at the Lima Mall might be his only chance to talk to him before he disappeared again. “Uh no,” he stressed the second word and smiled right after, “I just wanted to say hello and talk. If it’s okay with you? I mean. If not? I can go..” His thumb jutted over his shoulder. “I won’t take offense if you’d rather I not be here.”
ship that you find cute but don’t ship: um.. i gotta step outside glee for the biggest one i adore but don’t necessarily ship because i love their endgames. they were too perfect to mess up. but! harry and hermione. so freaking adorable. now i wanna do a HP rewatch..
👀 ship you’re curious about: ……….blesse. you know my feelings on dis. haha! also, i’d like to explore more of the blam and plaine dynamic. there are a lot of plots in my head i wanna get out for both those ships so bad. major bad. many feelings!
Answering the rest under a cut for length!
💖 ship that needs more love: blainofsky. hate it all you want. i get it. but if you give me fifteen minutes, i will gladly tell you the reasons why i think dave (at that point in blaine’s life) was the best person to understand where blaine was at mentally and why dave helping him and my headcanons around it truly made me adore david karofsky more than i did before.
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ship that you didn’t expect to ship but now do: i mentioned on this blog before that seblaine was my least expected ship that i now go crazy over after having amazing partners and delving into the ship with a new perspective once i took up blaine. however! lately? plaine and blunter are the ones at the top of my list. i wouldn’t have expected to ship either one the way i do now. they’re both so unlikely but once i went down that rabbit hole..welp!
Ship that you have as an OTP: 🌹
Ship that you’re indifferent to: 😑
Ship that makes you sad: 💔
Ship that you find disgusting: 💩
Ship that you find cute but don’t ship: ✌
Ship that you secretly like: 💚
Ship that you used to have as an OTP: 💙
Ship that you find most sexy:👅
Ship that you can never see happening: 👎
Ship that is canon but you don’t ship: 💤
Ship that is unpopular but you still like: 💘
Ship that is taboo: 💦
Ship that pisses you off: 💣
Ship you’re curious about: 👀
Ship that needs more love: 💖
Ship that is most misunderstood: 💢
Ship that you didn’t expect to ship but now do: 💓
he was sitting at a table inside a coffee shop near campus, enjoying a black coffee. it was something he desperately needed. his energy was depleted from being up so late the previous night, and getting up early that day. laptop was opened and he was working on his notes for his health and disease class. the final exam was approaching quickly and he wasn’t ready yet. he placed his pen down, only to start rubbing his temples. brown irises look up at nothing in particular across the room. as his eyes focus he sees an unfamiliar face. blaine was standing just a few feet from him. he couldn’t help but laugh to himself.
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i don’t even know why I am surprised to see you here. ❞
Blaine shifted the weight of his brown leather satchel from one shoulder to the opposite as he waited for his coffee. A grateful smile was given to the barista when she handed it over. Oh, he’d been looking forward to this since the class before the one that just finished. The smell alone practically made it worth the wait as he pulled the plastic lid off and inhaled a fresh brew. Stopping at the condiment counter, he grabbed a couple sugar packets and was about to sit his coffee down when a familiar voice caught his attention. No way. Awestruck, he glanced over his shoulder at the source, brows shoved together and blinked. Holy… Nick Duval?
“Nick? No way. How? It’s good to see you! How did I not know you were in New York?”
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