as much as i love blaine

He Was Right

Request:  Reader is close to the glee club and has gone to school with them since freshman year) Sebastian left his phone at the Lima Bean and someone from the glee club found it. They look through it to see pics of reader and Seb like kissing each other, hugging and cute pics that you would have of your significant other. They ask him about it only to find him and reader talking about date plans and the glee Club finding out when he realizes that he left his phone at the Lima Bean. The entire glee club enters the room and tells them the gig’s up. They confess and the glee club accepts it. - @irony-is-my-life

Pairing: Sebastian Smythe x Reader

Notes: So I made a few changes. I hope you don’t mind. It’s late and not very well written. I’m sorry if it’s not your favorite. You can always request another one, though. My ask is always open. Also everyone’s a lil bit OOC.


Bells jingled and laughter poured into the local cafe called the Lima Bean. “And then Finn tripped over his books and slid down the hall!” Rachel was giggling through her retelling of an incident with an unsuspecting student and a distracted Finn walking the halls of McKinley. “Hey. I think it was a pretty graceful dive. I only tripped three other people.” Rachel, Finn, Blaine, Kurt, Santana and Artie were making a stop at the Lima Bean to get a little recharged before the weekend was over.

“Hey guys, I’ll catch up in a minute.” “Alright Finn. Don’t be long,” Rachel smiled.

Striding over to the bathroom, something caught his eye before he made it to the door. ‘Someone left their phone here. That’s rough.” Finn thought to himself. ‘I wonder who’s it is.’ Thinking he was doing the right thing, he started looking through the phone and opened up the photos app since it was the first thing he saw. Scrolling through the pics, the screen was filled with red, black and white. Finn cringed as the Warbler symbol flashed across the phone. About ready to just turn the phone in to the cashier, a familiar face caught his eye.. ‘(y/n)?’

“Hey guys!” Finn yelled as he approached his friends. “Oh there you are, Finn. We were wondering what took you.” Artie scrutinized his fellow singer. “You’ll never believe what I found.” Finn had everyone’s attention now.

“Well? What is it?” Santana. Always one to be straight to the point. “I found this phone sitting at a deserted table and so I tried to figure out who it might belong to. So I started looking through their photos-”

“Hold on, hold on,” Santana interrupted. “You tried to find someone’s identity by looking through their pictures?” “Where did you possibly find that knowledge?” Kurt questioned. “Never mind that. Look who’s in the pictures.”

Finn showed the group the picture of (y/n). “So it (y/n)’s phone? Big deal.” Santana stared at Finn as if he grew another head, completely confused.

“Yeah, no. It’s a Warbler’s phone. See?” He then showed them the Warbler symbol. “Let me see that,” Blaine took the phone and started swiping. “..holy crap. I think I might puke. Oh gosh!”

“Blaine! What is it?” Everyone hollered at their raven haired friend. Saying nothing, he held up the phone. Cue collective gasp.

*At Dalton Academy*

“Okay guys. Here’s the plan. We go in and confront that sniveling snake about what he thinks he’s doing with our (y/n). Then we use whatever means necessary to keep him away from our baby.” Santana sneered at the thought of Smythe. “Agreed.” All were in agreement then.

Storming up the stairs of the school, the group made their way to the Warbler’s practice room. Sneaking up to the door, the singers heard voices conversing inside. “Good. Okay. They’re in there. Let’s go.” Finn was ready to ‘talk’ to Sebastian. “Hold up a second,” Artie spoke. “I think.. there’s a girl’s voice..”

Everyone crowded the door, trying to hear. “-last time. Maybe we could hit up the ice cream parlor then head on over to the beach?” “Really? Seb, don’t you think that they’d see us?” “Come on, babe. I want to show you off. I really don’t care about your friends seeing us. In fact, it’d be a good thing. Maybe I can prove to them that it’s a good thing we’re together. I really love you and I’m sure they’ll be able to see that. Even if they don’t want to.” Sebastian had been trying to convince you to tell the New Directions for a while now. Everything he said was either shot down or flat out ignored. You really did care about Sebastian, but it’d be so hard for you if your friends, best friends, disapproved of your relationship.

“Sebastian. I know you really want to tell them.. it’s just,” you heaved a sigh loud enough for your eavesdropping friends to hear. “It’s just that if they didn’t approve of us, if they didn’t like us together, if they’d tried to break us apart.. it would kill me. I love you so much, but they might not love us together. They’re still my friends. My family. I just don’t think I’m ready.”

From the other side of the door, your friends were looking at each other like they were thoroughly disappointed with themselves, not you. “I can’t believe (y/n) feels like she can’t trust us with this. I feel so.. terrible,” Blaine was completely distraught that you felt that way.

“I know. We reacted so harshly when we found out, though. No wonder she felt like she couldn’t tell us. Ugh! I feel like a terrible friend,” Rachel was almost in tears now. “Hey, we all feel horrible. She’s our baby girl and we can’t have her feeling like we won’t support any decision she makes. Even if it is to date that..” Kurt stops as he sees his friends giving him wary looks. “..that great..singer..”

They all looked at each other in confirmation and pushed open the grand doors. Both heads inside snapped up to the intruders. “Guys? Wh-wh-what are you doing here?” Panic was evident in your eyes. Sebastian discreetly took your hand in his, the action not going unnoticed.

“We know, (y/n),” Artie spoke up. “Y-You do? Know what exactly?” “That you and this.. male are dating,” Santana cringed. “We found his phone at the Lima Bean and saw.. pictures,” Kurt visibly shuddered.

With a defeated sigh, you flopped onto the couch. “I’m so sorry, you guys. It’s just..”

“Yeah. We know, baby girl. I must admit we didn’t react well at first, but hearing what you just said.. we feel awful, sweetheart,” Kurt sympathized. “That was never my goal. I really do care a lot for Sebastian and if you all would try and keep me from being with him, it would tear me apart.”

Artie wheeled forward. “We know (n/n). We realize that now and we’re going to try and be supportive. Just as long as he gives us a reason not to.” He have a pointed look in Sebastian’s direction. “R-really? Oh my gosh! Thanks you guys! You won’t regret it, trust me.” “Yeah we better not,” Santana eyed Sebastian.

Sebastian took your hand. “I’m really thankful for this, you guys. (Y/n) means everything to me. So much so I’d give up singing to keep her. I’ll do my absolute best to keep her happy.”

You grinned up at him. You were short, okay? Besides, it doesn’t help he’s a freaking giant. “Keep her happy and we won’t make you quit singing,” Blaine stated. “But if you fail. You will suffer the consequences,” Santana added.

“I agree wholeheartedly. Besides, if I ever did anything to hurt my- our little (y/n), I wouldn’t be able to live with myself.”

The New Directions looked at each other and silently agreed. “Have fun kids,” Santana said. “Keep it classy,” Kurt added. After hugging all of them and Sebastian surprisingly shaking the guys’ hands and getting his phone back, they took their leave.

“Well. That went better than expected.” “See? I told you they’d be cool,”  Sebastian said with a smirk. “You really like being right, don’t you?” you asked. “I like being right about us.” With a wink and kiss, neither of you could stop beaming.

It’s fantastic to see Darren Criss as a part of the “Arrowverse;” whether one loved Glee or hated Glee, Criss performing “Teenage Dream” was one of the best moments of that six-year run, and his character of Blaine, who once memorably took a slushie to the face courtesy of Grant Gustin’s nasty Sebastian Smythe, was a highlight. I was disappointed that this episode didn’t feature much of Criss’ musical talents; perhaps a return appearance may be in order so we can see more of what he can do.
—  Flash/Supergirl Musical Review: Putting A Little Love In Your Heart [comicbook.com]
“Show and Tell” - Kurt/Blaine

<3 Happy Valentine’s Day, lovelies! <3</p>

It’s time for the return of my precious mess baby, drunk!Kurt, so look here for some schmoopy husbands. This is based on a one-word prompt: “stumbling.”

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This has been… a night.

He’s far too warm. So is Blaine, but Blaine is always like that, always warm and cozy because Kurt married a furnace, and that’s okay because their little vintage apartment has radiators that work on a spotty basis at best, and–

“Kurt? You okay?”

Kurt sighs and presses his cheek against the side of Blaine’s face. Warm, warm, warm. “I’m okay,” he slurs, and though the sound of it (”Uhm-kay”) tells him exactly how drunk he is, he doesn’t care, because they’re at the threshold of their apartment and Blaine’s holding onto him just fine. He’s so hot, and a little sweaty, but that’s okay too, because they have the best times together when they’re hot and sweaty, and it’s Valentine’s Day, so–

“Are you sure?” Blaine pauses his attempt to get his keys out of his pocket and tightens his grip around Kurt’s waist. He reaches up and pushes Kurt’s bangs out of his face where his coif has finally fallen out of its hairspray.

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Death of a Bachelor

I don’t know what I’m doing, but I’m writing fic again so hi, have some Klaine AU happenings based on The Bachelor!

Rated PG… for now. Butts later.


Chapter 1


“You did what?”

“Come on, Blainey Squirt boy. It’ll be fun!”

Blaine grimaced as his older brother rambled into his ear over the phone. Every week they tried to set up at least one time and day to chat and stay in touch with each other’s lives, but Cooper, as always, had derailed that. It was six o’clock on a Thursday morning—Blaine’s one day off this week.

“Look, I had a blast when I was on The Bachelorette. Made a lot of friends, got to go all over the place on really fancy dates. It was great for my image, too. That’s how I got the recurring spot on The Young and the Restless. They’re talking about making me a regular!”

“Didn’t they kill you off last month?”

“That’s not the point. Everyone comes back to life on those shows.”

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Over Again

Originally posted by marvilimagines

Originally posted by allghostillusions


Pairing: Sebastian Smythe x Reader

Request: “SEbastian Smythe X reader? Maybe where Blaine is your brother and when he throws the slushie you get mad and tell him the relationship is over and he argues it was meant for Kurt and u say it’s the same thing bc Kurt is family and Seb pleads for u to stay and she rejects him. Later after time being apart he tries to win her back and is successful (maybe this happens in college, they’re both studying to b lawyers and he gets a second chance bc he’s more mature now)hope I’m not a bother!❤️”

Word count: 2.512 (Oops, sorry.)

A/N: I’m sorry for the late post, but I hope you like it. It’s a little bit long, I know, but I didn’t know how to write the story line and I just went with the first thing that came in my mind. Thank you for requesting and you will never be a bother to me.

- G. x


People say that everything that has happened in the past remains in the past and we can’t do nothing to change it, but we know that we can always use the past as our point of reference to learn in the future.

But did they know that everything that we put in our heads stay there? Like we remember some things, don’t we? And usually we remember the things in the past that we want to forget and forget the things we want to remember.

These thoughts kept running through your mind as you studied for your Law and Government exams. You honestly couldn’t concentrate on your papers since the moment that you knew that Sebastian Smythe was studying in the same college you were attending. You both wanted to be lawyers, but you never thought that you could attend the same school one day, mostly after what he has done in high school.

Sebastian Smythe was your loving but snarky and annoying ex-boyfriend. You loved him so much and people knew how you both completed each other. He had many positive traits, such as his intelligence, his talent at singing and dancing, his capacity of treating girls right. Although, he was so competitive and he didn’t accept defeat. He was never the loser, so he always needed to play dirty.

You remembered how you met him and how he made you fall in love, even though you hated him at first.

“Hi, I am (Y/N) and I think that you are a douche bag.” You said to him annoyed. He was bothering Kurt while you two were in your favourite coffee shop, Lima Bean, and you thought that it was a great move to stand up for your brother’s boyfriend.

“Mademoiselle,” He flashed you a kinky smirk. “I am Sebastian and I don’t care of what you think.” He smiled sarcastically and you groaned because of his annoying gestures.

You started your conversation in that way, but you never thought that you would’ve loved him nevertheless his flaws and it never bothered you whenever he planned something bad just to obtain victory. It didn’t matter if he cheated or he stepped on other people, he should always win. You never minded him about doing those bad stuffs, until he made a really bad mess.

He was part of a glee club in high school, the Warblers, and so are you, but in a public school, New Directions. These two groups hated each other, since both of them wanted to win every sectionals, regionals and nationals and the memory of a terrible happening was still fresh in your mind, even though many years have already passed.

It was another day of fight with The Warblers, when New Directions sustained that the first has copied your group’s idea of performing a Michael Jackson song during the regionals. A sing-off had took place, so this way your group could show them that you deserved to do a Michael song.

Bad by Michael Jackson was sung by both of the groups, that have shown their best to get what they really wanted.

Everything was going well: the song, the performance and the dance moves, until something went really fast and you haven’t gotten any idea of how it has happened. You were singing the last part of the song as you saw your elder brother, Blaine, fell on the ground. He was covering his face as he was shouting for pain and agony.

“Blaine,” You quickly ran to him, not even minding to finish the started song, and kneeled in front of your suffering big brother. Around him there was a big puddle of melting red slushie. “what’s happening?”

“I can’t open my eyes; my face is burning.” He yelped in pain once again and the guys of the group quickly helped Blaine to get up. You were so confused of how it happened, you were sure that The Warblers did something stupid again.

“Talk to your boyfriend, he did this.” Santana spat her words like they were venom in her mouth. She then gave Sebastian a stinging death glare, that made you confused even more.

“Seb?” You couldn’t believe at her accusations, so you turned yourself at him and you saw that he was holding a large empty paper cup using his right hand. He was shocked on what has happened.

Anger and delusion quickly filled your emotions. You couldn’t help but get up from where you were kneeling and give him a sharp and violent slap on his right cheek. He deserved it, he really did.

“You let me down.” You shook your head and you slowly walked away from him. He was shocked on what you did, obviously, but he knew that he deserved it.

“(Y/N), it was not meant for Blaine.” He calmly explained to you, he knew he was on the wrong side. Taking a step forward, he was trying to reach your hand. You asked for your group to leave you alone with him and they quickly went away, bringing Blaine, who kept on complaining under his breathe, with them and guiding him as he walked.

“Then for who it was? Santana? Artie?” You raised your voice a little louder and you noticed that his group mates weren’t there with you anymore, in short: you two were both left alone in the room.

“It was for Kurt, damn!” He raised his voice and answered you aggressively. “You know how much I hate that annoying friend of yours.” He let the empty cup fall from his grip and he walked towards you.

“And it was okay to hurt him?” You raised your left eyebrow, sarcasm in your voice could be heard. He crossed the line and he knew that.

“I have my own reasons why I should’ve hit him with the slushie.” He sassily answered and you were honestly tired of his shit. “Who cares if I hurt Kurt?”

“Sebastian, are you fucking hearing yourself? You did this to win the regionals and I know that, because you’re too competitive! And second thing, I care for Kurt, I care for everyone in that group. I care for them and it wasn’t okay to hurt Kurt because he is part of our family, since he’s Blaine’s boyfriend.” You shouted at him. You lost your calm because of his stupid plans and his stupid words.

“And you didn’t care for what I felt? You don’t care for what your boyfriend is feeling right now. Your boyfriend.” He held everything against you that you never cared for him whenever your friends were involved. He looked at the floor with a death glare, but then quickly looked at you.

“Sebastian, I cared for you and I really did. Nothing was a lie for me and I loved you so much, with or without your flaws. I loved you, but you really crossed the line this time.” You shook your head as you spat words that hurt you and Sebastian so much. “You need to grow up and I think that it’s better if we end this relationship now.” Tears then started to stream down your face.

“No, you don’t want to break up.” Sebastian shook his head many times, not believing of what you have just said. “We decide this together, (Y/N)! You can’t break up with me, just because your friends hate me or just because I hurt Blaine accidentally. No, you can’t and I am not letting you to do so.” Sebastian was a hard-headed person and you knew that he wouldn’t agree with your decision easily.

“Sebastian, I am so damn tired of tolerating your fucking actions. You grow up and I think that this would be better for the two of us.” You sadly told him and you turned yourself away from Sebastian, trying to walk away.

“Thank you!” He sarcastically shouted. “Thank you for leaving me after what I have done for you (Y/N)! After the patience, the support and the great things I’ve given you. Thank you.”

You didn’t mind what he has said, because you knew that Sebastian was acting up like that just because he was angry with everyone, he was angry with himself. You decided to leave him, even though it was a fast and hard decision to do. You walked away from him, turning around for one last time to see Sebastian crying while he was giving you a stinging death glare. It was hard for you to let go, but you really needed to let him go.

That painful thing happened many years ago and it caused you a hard time moving on from your first serious relationship, who would’ve ever thought that just a bad happening could separate two people that loved each other.

“(Y/N)!” You suddenly heard your brother calling you and you shook your head to erase your thoughts, the gesture slightly gave you a headache.

“What is it, Blaine?” You snapped at him as you turned around to face him.

“I called you a millionth time now.” He rolled his eyes as he went near you. “You were lost in your thoughts?”

“Uhm…” You bit your lower lip and nodded as you looked in his deep hazel eyes.

“What has happened?” He curiously asked you, taking the sit beside yours.

“Something is just bothering me, but it’s not that important. Don’t worry.” You lied through your teeth and then added a fake smile at the end.

“I’m not convinced, (Y/N). I know when you’re faking it or not.” He laughed out loud and you just rolled your eyes in response.

“What is it? Why are you here?” You bitterly asked him when he caught that you were just pretending to be okay.

“Someone’s looking for you downstairs.” His face quickly became serious. You suddenly felt a sting in your chest and you became nervous for a second.

“Who is it?” You curiously asked, trying to hide your nervousness.

“I didn’t ask, but you should go now.” He flashed you a sweet smile to courage you and you just nodded your head, not knowing why you quickly got up and walked out of your room.

You quickly ran downstairs and you felt another pang in your chest as you saw who it was. How could it be possible that you were thinking of him just a moment before and he then suddenly shows up at your door?

He was talking with Kurt calmly, but they suddenly stopped when they noticed that you were fixing your gaze on them.

“(Y/N)!” Kurt happily greeted you, like what he does every day. It’s a fun to live with Blaine and Kurt, because they always spoil you and you always get what you want. They take care of you as if you were their daughter, even though you are grown up now.

“Morning, Kurt.” You absent-mindedly greeted him. He got up from the couch and smiled at you.

“Do you want something while you talk to Sebastian?” He gently asked.
“I’m fine, Kurt. Thank you.” You sweetly smiled at him and he smiled back at you.

“Alright, I’m leaving the both of you then.” He started to walk upstairs, obviously going to where Blaine was. You and Sebastian both followed his steps, but then looked at each other shyly when Kurt was already out of the scene.

“Uhm,” He shyly started. “Hi?”

“Hi.” You shortly replied. You couldn’t deny the fact that you missed him so much, but he hurt you and you couldn’t just hug him tightly, like what you used to do.

“How are you?” He seemed happy at that moment. He was happy to see you and you knew it, you could see it in his eyes.

“I’m fine, stuck at studying Law and Government.” You sighed as you break the ice between the two of you and you treated him as if he didn’t do anything in the past. “How about you?”

“I’m good, thank you.” He smiled. “If you want I can help you to study.”

“Uhm, okay.” You nodded slowly and his smile widen even more. “Why did you visit?”

“Oh,” His smile suddenly fell and he had a serious look in his eyes. “it’s about the past.”

“Sebastian, we can’t change the past.” You reminded him coldly.

“I know, but we can change our future.” He looked at you and you saw the loneliness in his green orbs. “If we want to, we can.”

“But,” You didn’t know what to say. You want to fix everything with him, but it feels like your pride is still eating you whole.

“It’s okay if you don’t want to, but let me say that I am sorry for what I have done in high school. I know that I was a douchebag that didn’t deserve anything in his life, but I am grown up now. I know what is right from wrong and believe me that I really do. In high school, I thought it was all fun and games, until it’s not.” He explained it seriously while he fiddled with his fingers. “Losing you made me realize something and I knew that I wanted to change myself.”

“Sebastian.” You sadly pronounced his name. “I really don’t know what to say.”

“It’s okay, you don’t have to say something.” He bit his lip and then he admired his shoes, as if they were the most interesting things in the planet. “I just wanted to tell you this.”

“You really changed.” You smiled sweetly. You missed Sebastian and you couldn’t lose him for the second time now. If you both met once again after all these years, there is a possible reason. “I’ve been unfair to you that day, I know, but I am happy that you decided to change yourself.”

“It wasn’t easy to lose someone you loved so much.” He looked at you straight in the eyes, but he looked away when you both felt embarrassed.

“I agree that it wasn’t easy.” You nodded slowly. “And you know how much I want to change the future with you.” You were shocked for the words that slipped out from your mouth.

“Really?” He was full of enthusiasm and he was really happy on what you have just said.

“Really.” You shortly answered.

“So, can we start it all over again?” He asked you sincerely. “Obviously, in a better way.”

“Hi, I am (Y/N) and I think that you are a douche bag.” You winked at him, remembering how you two first met.

“Mademoiselle,” He flashed you a kinky smirk. You smiled because he still remembered everything. “I am Sebastian and I am sorry for treating your friend bad.” He then smiled and winked at you.

You both chuckled loudly and you both got up from your seats. You warmly wrapped your arms around each other’s body and you enjoyed his touch silently. You missed his smell, you missed his hugs, you missed everything, but you are happy that you can finally have all of these things every day once again.


“Halftime” - Kurt/Blaine

because Blaine loves football and Kurt loves scarves

and because I’m a helpless little monster

self-indulgent (as helllll) fluff about Gaga’s concert at the sports thing. thank you @whatstheproblembaby​ for info about the actual game lmao 

1500 words | AO3

“Mark my words, Anderson: you’re gonna owe me $50 when this is all over. Falcons have the lead and they’re not letting it go.” 

Blaine shakes his head and sets three cold beers and a fresh, warm bowl of cheese dip on the coffee table as he rejoins his in-laws in front of the TV. “Oh, I’m just ‘Anderson’ when there’s a game on the line, huh?” 

“You’re just ‘Anderson’ whenever you’re in a Patriots jersey,” Burt laughs, elbowing Blaine just hard enough to tip him over a little on the couch. 

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All Kurt can do is watch his husband fall apart as the tries to get his unresponsive body to wake up.

Felt like writing angst…

Future!Klaine

The room was white.

Kurt stared at his own face, as white as the sheets that were as white as the walls. He didn’t feel his own heartbeat but the beeping told him that it was, in fact, beating. The cuts, the bruises, the cast on his leg told him that his body was broken, though he didn’t feel it.

“Wake up.”

It was only a whisper that he managed. His body lay unresponsive, unaffected by the tiny sound.

“Wake. Up.”

How he had ended up in the white room, Kurt could not remember. He remembered a taxi and lots of flashing lights but other than that, nothing. He didn’t remember being in pain or even being scared.

And yet here he was.

The handle of the door clicked. For a second or two, the door stayed closed, but then it was slowly pushed open. Puffy eyed and even paler than Kurt, Blaine came in, visibly trembling.

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Originally posted by klaine-is-good

Originally posted by klaine-is-good

Originally posted by klaine-is-good

I love this so much.  Blaine FINALLY finds someone who’ll listen to him and talk to him like an adult.  A 5 minute conversation that gives him real support, which he’s been missing all season long.  And I’m still disappointed that they didn’t go back to that store to pick out their wedding rings together so Blaine can show Kurt off.

anonymous asked:

Aaaa hi, it says requests are open again! Before I request anything I really wanna say thatI absolutely LOVE your writing. Like it's so lovely and I genuinely enjoy all of your headcanons. Thank you very much ^^ As for the headcanon, this one might be a little weird? Could you please write a headcanon about the RFA finding out that Jumin has PTSD? If not, it's totally okay! Thank you for taking the time to read this. ~Blaine

Blaine. Blaine. *Puts hands on your shoulders* You are amazing for letting me write this out. I hope I can do this prompt a little justice. And if anyone needs this tagged, let me know? I’m not going to bring specifics into it, like how he got it. Not in this hc.

Also, if anyone is confused, I made this post here explaining my personal hc that I thought Jumin may have PTSD. Totally okay if you disagree with that. JUST as a warning, it does talk about abuse in that post, so I heavily suggest not clicking that if it has the potential to upset you.


Jaehee

- She would be one of the first ones to find out. Due to her keeping track of his schedule more often than he did, she would have to remind him of the meetings he had her jot down. No names, no explaination. Just that he had a meeting with someone at one.

- The first time he had her jot it down, she didn’t think to ask much about it. Sometimes he forgot names, and there really was no way of telling how his exact thought process worked.

- But they started becoming frequent. Weekly, even, instead of monthly, and she starting getting concerned when he dodged all questions about it.

- One day she guised her question to be work related. And honestly, in some ways it was. In order to fully make his schedule correctly, she needed names. It wouldn’t be good for him to accidentally schedule two meetings at the same timeslot, mistaking the ‘Meeting @ 1pm’ to be with a different business client.

- And partly…she was worried he might be risking some reputation. She knew he was smart, but with how easily he fell for some of Seven’s antics…

- Finally, though, with enough pestering, she finally got it out of him. He game her a name, explained it was a doctor, and refused to answer any other questions.

- Rarely, very rarely, he used a voice that was much more than his normal 'stern’ tone. She could count on one hand all the times he had used it with her, or even with anyone in general, but when she tried to press futher and he answered with that rare tone, she finally backed down. Swallowed her worries until she got off of work.

- But right after her shift, as she looked up the doctor’s name, finding out he wasn’t just a simple 'doctor’, seeing what he specialized in. She just felt guilt wash over her.

- She refrained from any more questions. Tried to hide her slight annoyance when he cleared his schedule after meeting with the doctor, ignored how tired he sounded. How drained.

- She didn’t know what caused it, and never wanted to try and pry at what did. The least she could do was try to be a bit more understanding, maybe stop fussing about a certain project or two, but… He probably would want her to treat him like usual, right?

- God. She hoped he was doing okay.

Seven

- Jaehee accidentally let it slip that Jumin was seeing a doctor. For reasons she was unsure about, since he never said. 

- So of course, of cooourse, Seven wasn’t just going to ignore the chance to snoop around a bit?

- Granted, he was mainly doing it to make sure that Jumin wasn’t hiding that he had cancer, or something life-threatening like that. He knew Jumin had grown up close with V, and privately hoped the man didn’t share his habit of hiding his health.

- Regardless, even with how rich Jumin was, hacking into his bank statements was easy. Trailing cards numbers, amounts, names. Super easy, hardly any effort wasted.

-But he felt his heart slowly inch towards his stomach as he found the doctor’s name. Found what he specialized in, and that Jumin wasn’t actually going to your normal doctor.

- It was hard, admittedly, to not look into the doctor’s files on Jumin. Especially since he was literally a few keys away on possibly finding out why Jumin may have a few quirks. Quirks that the RFA loved him for, but also teased about.

- But if he did, he wouldn’t ever get the guilt to wash away. He’d never be able to look at him, not until he came clean.

- He wanted to know. Wanted to know each reason, wanted to see if his skills could somehow make Jumin feel better, but he only worked with computers. Not people.

- That was the furthest he dug into the issue. If the subject was brought up in the chat, he tried slipping the convo into teasing Yoosung about something, or just…anything distracting.

- Jumin would tell them if it became relevant, he knew that much. Just hopefully he would learn to speak up if he needed help.

Zen

- Ultimately, it’s Seven who tells him. Of all the people. He called him during a heated bickering session with Jumin. He wasn’t even aware he was in the chatroom watching them, but when Seven kept trying to find a good way to word something, he cooled off pretty quickly.

- It’s awkward at first, since his main reasoning for calling is to try and get Zen to drop the subject of Jumin’s health, which…Zen is confused as to why being concerned over another members health is a bad thing. So, Seven tried to explain, stumbling a bit over his words.

- After Seven admits he hacked into Jumin’s bank statements and such (Zen immediately getting ready to explain why the fuck that was a stupid thing to do in the first place), Seven explains what kind of doctor Jumin is seeing. And…Zen shuts up. In fact, he’s quiet for a solid minute before asking what he would be seeing him for.

- And once he hears it, he has to ask Seven to repeat it, and then they’re both quiet. Just silently on the phone, wondering what the fuck happened to their cat mom of a friend.

- After they get on the phone, Zen pops back into the chat and ends the argument. In private, he sends a text to Jumin, making some bs excuse about work being difficult. And, awkwardly, tries to suggest having a beer with him. Just to talk. Catch up, talk about life, since Jumin isn’t in the chat often.

- He doesn’t let it get to him when Jumin declines (No free time to even do so), but he feels a bit relieved that Jumin agrees to at least trying to do so sometime.

- They may argue, but if Jumin is dealing with something heavy on his own, then he’s going to at least try to listen. Even if he can’t give the best advice.

Yoosung

- He doesn’t find out until Jumin announces it in the chat one day, claiming to know that Seven must have found out and told everyone, since everyone is treating him vastly different.

- Per Yoosung’s prompting, he explains he doesn’t have anything physical to worry about- No blindness, no cancer, nothing like that. Just a mental issue, something he’s trying to learn more about each session.

- And honestly…Yoosung didn’t know what PTSD was at first. He was confused, and Jumin spelling out the full name didn’t help. Seven eventually had to link him an article in a text, and he felt so sick reading it.

- All the possibilities of Jumin having it…All the implications. They were so horrible! He ended up staying up for a while that night, trying to calm himself down from imagining all the different types of pain his friend could have gone through.

- He never thought Jumin could have something like this. He was born with a silver spoon- Most of his problems were things Yoosung wished he could worry about! Realizing that Jumin possibly hurt some days, more than others, just made him feel an immense guilt for even lightly teasing him at times.

- The next day, exhausted with trying to come up with ways to help out, ways to show he cared, he carefully brought the topic back up in the chat.

- He explained that he knew he was just a kid to Jumin, knew he wasn’t as well put together as he was, but if there was any way he could help, just to let him know. Even if it was just listening to him, Yoosung would do it. He could even call super late at night, since he gamed until four in the morning!

- Jumin was surprisingly a little nice about Yoosung flooding the chat with his worries for him. He explained that, for now, he just wanted everyone to treat him normally, since the chat had developed a weird tension ever since they all found out. But…He was going to take the offers they made, if the need ever arose.

- Even though it was a small thing, the only thing Yoosung could really offer, he was glad it seemed to be helpful.

- In the meantime, he was going to find some cute cat pictures to save for when Jumin was feeling a bit down. It was small, but at least it would show that he cared for him, and he knew Jumin would understand that.

Heliophilia

Author: bitterlee

Rating: M

Status: Complete

Word Count: 32,528

Summary: Blaine Anderson’s first year at NYU is documented through a series of meetings with his therapist, and several over-exposed polaroid photos.

Tropes/Genre: future!fic, canon!Klaine, angst, blangst, hurt/comfort,          mental illness!Klaine, romance

Lynne’s review: I loved this fic so much! Exquisitely written! I really adore well written hurt/comfort fics, and despite the pain, this was beautiful. Their love is just…yeah. Truly loved it.

Read at: AO3

anonymous asked:

There is no better statement of fact than what Chris himself said, that he and Darren are not in a relationship. A public statement which has his integrity at stake. Yet you stated that nothing ever will make you change your mind. This ismt the statement of a rational. Person.

Anon, I wan to sincerely thank you for coming to me with a reasoned, intelligent argument that is a statement of fact.  No one can deny that Chris infamously stated that Glee is not a documentary and that he and Darren are not in a relatiobnship during the Huffington Post Live interview August 2014.

However, that is an interview where what came out of his mouth was negated by his body language.  

And I do believe on some level he actually believes that Glee is not a documentary.  I have stated multiple times that Chris is not Kurt. Darren is not Blaine. And I will extend that by saying CrissColfer is not Klaine. As I wrote yesterday, while I absolutely think many elements of Glee are taken from real life experiences and that the writers absolutely incorporated real life experiences into the script, the core of Kurt and Blaine were much different that Chris and Darren. And again, if it were a documentary, we wouldn’t be sitting here 2 years later still talking about the closeting of Darren, as Blaine was never in the closet, and we wouldn’t be discussing a secret relationship, because Klaine never hid their love from anyone. So in that respect he is correct.  

And I think these are the relevant gifs that show that Chris agrees with what I am saying.  “Klaine does not exist.”  Again, this is true. Klaine is not real. Because Chris and Darren are actually extremely different than their on screen characters. And their relationship is not even remotely similar outside of the the physical ascetic.  

As for the statement that he and Darren are not in a relationship. That was something important to him to deny. Because the PR story is that they are not in an intimate relationship and as long as Darren is closeted and contractually bound with legal obligations (thanks for the reminder Chris in STFF), that will continue to be the stance.  But the issue is what came out of his mouth was much different than what his body language projected.

And instead of trying to reinvent the wheel, I am going to refer you to an excellent post by the much missed, but always present, Michelle, @mleigh69, who did an excellent job of interpreting his body language (X)

Interesting, a year later he seemed to have completely changed his tune.  He even had a picture of Darren and Brian that he used while doing an Interview with the Talk,  stating “Too Much Love” just like he did when he posted it on his IG. Again video clip courtesy of Michelle.

And you can deny all you want that is Darren, but we all know it is. Enough comparison pictures are out there and he was well beyond decapitating the head of the man he is in a “public PR relationship with.”

And the fact is, Darren has also denied being a relationship with Chris.  And then went on to adorably gush about their first date despite the fact that it was not really even relevant to the topic.

Anon, you can’t believe every word that is spoken. Hollywood is full of deception and many relationships portrayed are not real or genuine. Of course when they are interviewed, they are going to follow the PR story. Chris in particular is not going to out Darren. And Darren is not going to break the contract with Fox that is clearly still in place to this day.

Thanks for stopping by. I had fun putting this together on an otherwise dark and dreary day.