#.:lookin' good babe (aesthetic):.

[phanfictioncatalogue]

Random Fics (6) Masterlist

part one, part two, part three, part four, part five

All Signs Point to Us (ao3) - RyRyCaptain

Summary: When the queen and king gives birth to Daniel, they soon learn that their son is deaf. In order to let Dan express his opinions to those who haven't learned sign language, they find him a translator who happens to be the son of the King’s advisor, Phil. Soon enough, Phil starts to realize thAt he fallen in love with the younger boy.

Back To Zero (ao3) - intoapuddle

Summary: One weekend, one house, five people, a recent breakup; Dan wasn't exactly thrilled, but he was going to show up for his friend, even if it meant having to share a bed with a stupid guy that sided with the even stupider guy that broke his friend's heart.

Bardic Inspiration (ao3) - dickiegreenleaf

Summary: Dan is a travelling bard looking for a safe place for him and his beloved horse to spend the night. Thankfully, the local tavern owner, Phil, can offer him one.

Cab Conversations (ao3) - watergator

Summary: Dan's shoe is stressing him out.

Danisnotadom (ao3) - Sinninghowlter

Summary: Dan's not a dom. Everyone swears up and down that he is, insists he is domming his boyfriend and is too good to take it in the ass.

Phil's not a sub. Everyone thinks he is, everyone thinks his baby is in charge. What they don't know is his hardcore boyfriend is actually a princess.

easy for you to say (ao3) - phantasticworks

Summary: Phil tries to convince Dan to throw away the grey shirt. Dan can’t do it.

Graveyard (ao3) - Numberonephanboy

Summary: "You're bringing me lunch in a graveyard?"

"Sounded more romantic in my head."

i AIM 2 b w/ u (ao3) - counting2fifteen

Summary: Dan’s life is a little bit of a mess. He met his only friend through a chat website, and Dan doesn’t even know what he looks like. The only person he’s ever come out to is said friend. He’s wasting his gap year away.

But hey, at least there’s that cute boy he met at London Pride.

just tell me how it's lookin' babe (ao3) - phanetixs

Summary: Jeff looks on, partly smug and partly in disgust at the way Dan’s sucking on Phil's ear now, and across his jaw.

“Mm,” Dan rumbles. “You taste so good, Phil.”

(Or, dealing with your ex-bullies the right way.)

Kiss Me In The Dark Tonight (ao3) - dizzy

Summary: Dan's selling merch for a local dj and crushing on the dj's brother.

Leeches To Lovers (ao3) - intoapuddle

Summary: Phil was always a little needy after a breakup, and Dan was always a little needy in general, so leeching onto your best friend for physical contact wasn't a big deal, right?

Let's see where this goes (ao3) - RyRyCaptain

Summary: Dan and Phil go to the same high school, with Phil a year older than Dan. Phil’s aesthetic is more 80’s/retro, whereas Dan’s is a grunge e-girl aesthetic with makeup. Ever since Dan’s freshman year, Phil admired him for embracing individuality and slowly started to fall for him. However, they never talked except for Phil being nervous and clumsy around Dan. Little did he know that Phil had feelings for him but didn’t show it.

Lost inside Your Dreams (ao3) - dip_the_pip

Summary: Phil's worst nightmare comes true...or does it?

Midnight Garden (ao3) - silentdescant

Summary: He who plants a garden plants happiness.

In which Phil is a gardener at the palace and Dan is a reclusive prince.

OnlyDans (ao3) - intoapuddle

Summary: Phil wakes up to a bunch of drunk Dan texts and a new video in their private folder

Returning home (ao3) - philsbignaturals

Summary: In which Dan returns to find a clingy Phil

Based on the selfie Dan took after returning from the European tour

Ride Safe, Wear A Seatbelt (ao3) - watergator

Summary: prompt: 34+35 by ariana grande

Phil likes to be in control.

Roadtrip (ao3) - Fictropes

Summary: “Exactly. I am right, as always.”

“As always.” Dan agrees.

Robots In The Dorm - itsmyusualphannie

Summary: Dan goes to university in florida and meets his roommate Phil. After a few months, and despite an’s facade of disinterest, he begins to actually like Phil and his nerdy ways. The robot that phil designs doesn’t help.

snails kissing (ao3) - cloud_gays

Summary: Phil wants to be smooched and Dan wants to rescue snails.

Also called: Dan: the snail saviour; and Phil: the “maybe the real snails saved were the cuties we met along the way” guy.

Something Unholy (ao3) - hygge

Summary: Phil receives some very surprising and seductive texts in the middle of the night.

Steak and Kidney Pie (ao3) - Randomcat1832

Summary: Dan’s an intern working at a law firm with no clue of what he wants to do with his life; Phil’s a successful photographer with an unusual taste in art.

The opening course to a love story.

What We Do In Private (Is Not For Other Eyes) (ao3) - combeauferre

Summary: So maybe they both suck at communication. Maybe Dan needs to talk to Phil about what they are to each other. And maybe Phil needs to sit his parents down and tell them that big, slightly scary thing about himself. But maybe it'll all work itself out, one way or another.

[muwur]

snapchat headcanons

✧ hc’s ✧ for using snapchat w ur boi toi ft. the pretty setter squad

❧ gn reader

✎ 3.1k words

a/n: kinda a combo of how they use sc and the kinds of snaps they send you! along w wat u send them, and uh... dating stuf n shenanigans? texting/snapping habits? my fantasies? IDEK ANYMORE EOFHEFJ

this was born from the recesses of my mind , which desired nothing mor than snapchats from suga , us sending cute selfies , others bein dumb n chaotic , no context videos , n him snapping me photos of some mangoes on sale he said he’ll buy for me DXX it’s too late for me now

doing research on hq bois and surfing thru sc features (im just now realizing theres quite a bit?? im hoping i address most of them at some point lolol) instead of real life tings aHHhhhHAHA

requests: open! will be working on a suga one i got, dw, requester!

sugawara

✧ sends good morning and good night snaps

✧ so he’s rlly good at keeping streaks, probs has the longest ones (one of them being y’alls streak)

✧ posts tidbits of volleyball practice on his story every once in a while

✧ snaps you pics of his sleeping teammates when they’re coming back to school after a long day of matches , adding a single ‘❤️’ as a caption

✧ he will also create colorful masterpieces on all of them

✧ gives daichi a santa beard, tanaka a squiggly stache (i imagine it to look like spongebob n patrick’s seaweed ones now that were mEN), n kageyama sum angry brows,,, wait he already has them lolol u good der kags

✧ posts a picture of you when you’re hanging out, captioning it: “🥰“

✧ has conversations with you purely via snaps

✧ ranges from casual chats and checking up on u to crackwhoring ( ** indicates the photo, while the “” quotes indicate the caption, all snaps are italicized, otherwise its regular dialogue)

✧ suga: *peace sign* “hey sweetheart, how r u?”

✧ you: *pics of homework* “ahh, drowning in school ;-; i cant wait for this week to be over fghjkl”

✧ suga: *close up with :o on his face* “let’s study together tmrw!”

✧ or

✧ suga: *complete darkness* “its 3 am n i cant sleep”

✧ you: *the top half of your head, laying on a pillow* “ ;( aw babe. do u want me to send something to help u sleep?”

✧ suga: *still in darkness* “y u still up?? go sleep. n 🥺 yes pls”

✧ you: *snaps pics of feet* “that’ll be 50 bucks, pay up” 

✧ suga: *darkness remains* “can we make a trade instead? i promise to make it worth ;)”

✧ ok now u BOTH cant sleep (im sry my crackheading be acting up around 2am eeryday, i stan a mischievous suga--)

✧ video chats (in the darkness lol) instead until you both pass out (im not in luv u r 😭)

✧ super down to take filtered selfies w you

✧ does all the silly ones with you (things like ’angry face’ or the frog one)

✧ but also rlly digs lookin cute with you using some heart crowns, y’all an aesthetic (n crakhead) duo fosho

✧ def subscribes to life hacks and tries them out himself, has a 50% success rate

kageyama

✧ doesn’t rlly use snapchat too much

✧ but when he does

✧ will either send you a picture to indicate he’s at volleyball practice (wow wat a sexi lookin gym floor)

✧ or some random picture of whatever he’s doing at the moment (*drinking milk*)

✧ this is mostly in order to save streaks

✧ he’s so bad at streaks

✧ “why does it matter?? what’s the point of sending just black screens or whatever’s in front of you at the moment??”

✧ can’t keep a consistent streak for more than 3 days and also doesn’t care (until hinata challenges him to see who can have the longer one)

✧ when you send him videos of him playing, he really focuses on them to try to improve his technique. asks you to send those vids to him (assuming u saved them, which u did)

✧ but when you look over his shoulder when he’s watching a video and give him some compliment (“i recorded at the perfect moment! that was a really good set, kageyama!”), he gets a bit flustered

✧ gets even more flustered but pretty happy whenever you post videos on your story showing karasuno winning some points with captions like:

✧ “footage of the legendary quick >.>” or “karasuno crows flyin high!” or “these bois make my heart 😭 im so proud”

✧ you WILL catch him off guard in photos, using filters that surrounds his head w/ emojis like 🥺💖🥰💘

✧ you also put these on your story (to his dismay)

✧ ppl comment on these mor than anything else (n for those who dont rlly kno kageyama, theyre kinda surprised to him like this)

✧ hinata snickers “hey kageyama you look pretty good here--”

✧ takes some selfies with you, mostly cuz you want them

✧ saves them after u send them over (n secretly cherishes them)

✧ occasionally watches his subscriptions, they’ll usually involve sports, mostly volleyball (who woulda guessed)

✧ you use his bitmoji to test out random facial expressions you would never see him wear

✧ you: “can you smile and wink like this? act like you’re the obnoxious charming guy in a shojo.”

✧ will actually attempt, but it looks so bad that you die inside and he never wants to try again cuz of ur laughing outburst (you: “😭😭 bb im sorry i couldnt help it”)

oikawa

✧ literally sends you anything and everything

✧ morning bathroom selfie to show off how good his hair came out that day, saying:

✧ “he has risen”

✧ or “i woke up like this”

✧ and my favorite, “you’re lucky you get this content for frEE”

✧ selfies with iwa, who just looks annoyed and exasperated at the camera

✧ sends you pics of his lunch and snacks (“bet u wish u had milk bread too”)

✧ always packs extra milk bread so he could convince you to stay at his practice after school--

✧ FILTERSS

✧ I CANNOT STRESS THIS ENUF

✧ will either use the filters that make him kayooottt (cute)

✧ loves the ones named ‘hearts,’ ‘soft,’ ‘peach,’ ‘butterfly cheeks,’ vsco filters LOL, etc

✧ uses ‘big mouth’ when he feelin a bit sASSY; also loves to use this one when he rants, it channels his inner valley girl

✧ sometimes he’ll be snacking or drinking something while he does so (“hey guys today im gonna eat these milk buns from my favorite bakery and this bomb orange juice and complain about this little kid who talked smack to me earlier and almost made me cry--”)

✧ takes cute selfies with you, is an aesthetic selfie king, puts them on his story to show off he’s hangin with you

✧ but on your story you only post the ones he looks bad in LOL

✧ has separate stories for his every need, some r private (and lucky you, ur included in all of them)

✧ titles them ‘mean things iwa said to me today,’ ‘ranting hotbox + mukbangs,’ ‘a day in the life of oikawa,’ ‘volleyball 🏐,’ ‘unpopular opinions,’ etc. 

✧ fitting room photoshoots lol

✧ “y/n, what do you think of this??” “and this?” “oOH WHAT ABOUT THIS??”

✧ ends up calling you through video chat so you can live critique his choices

✧ “oikawa, please no, i can’t be seen with you in public if you wear those--”

✧ also changes his bitmoji’s outfits from time to time, hopes you’ll notice, but you don’t LOL (oikawa: ;((((((( )

kenma

✧ uses sc usually just to reply to messages ppl send him

✧ indifferent about streaks, but keeps a few with ppl he’s closer to

✧ mindlessly plays the snapchat games with you, finds some of them kinda cute

✧ you both made his bitmoji for him, dressing his up in the orange cat suit

✧ you also helped make kuroo’s and put his in the black cat suit to match--

✧ snaps you every time he gets a new game, starts playing it, and once he finishes

✧ started to post some gameplays and reviews on his sc story (might as well add them to sc since he was already on other social platforms), and ended up amassing a large following

✧ follows the tech and gaming stories on sc

✧ as well as the ones with cute animals--

✧ open to selfies with you, usually wears a calm expression and holds up a peace sign

✧ even occasionally sticks his tongue out

✧ his story is occasionally heavily bombarded with candids of him w/ pretty sc filters, all taken by you

✧ but of all the filters, you love using the clout glasses on him

✧ especially when he’s just minding his own business

✧ “kenma, in his tru habitat” when hes cocooned in a blanket

✧ “kenma, on his way to steal yo manz” while on his way to the bathroom

✧ “kenma, next iron chef. watch out gordon” as he’s cooking instant ramen

✧ “kenma” n das it

✧ but he thinks it meme-y so he lets you do whatever you want, kinda digs it

✧ you end up dedicating your snap story to memes of kenma and the nekoma volleyball team. ppl are in it for the shits n giggles n hot bois

✧ you later discover someone else did the same thing with their volleyball team filled with hot bois from shiratorizawa, and you befriend tendou and share funni internet tings

akaashi

✧ 99% of his photos include either you or bokuto or both

✧ bokuto spams akaashi’s story and contact list with selfies and videos of himself using weird filters, often gets you to join him

✧ has several streaks, but will send something with more substance than a black screen or his bedroom window

✧ will usually involve smthng that just happened to him or smthing he saw, like:

✧ “a kind older lady offered me some apples in return for helping her”

-or:

✧ “how do i break the news to bokuto that the yaikniku place he’s been wanting to go to for the past week ,,, is closed today”

✧ o n let’s not leave out:

✧ “is it possible to conjure a ghost using a wooden spatula, ketchup, and a chalk drawn hexagram? bokuto’s been paranoid ever since he tried last night and i dont know what to tell him. seriously, help”

✧ looks through stories occasionally, comments whenever bokuto makes questionable decisions

✧ also comments on whatever you’ve posted. his words range from “you’re cute” to “why,” depending on the content

✧ ppl know when y’all are hanging out cuz he’ll post smthing to indicate he’s with you, usually it’s some candid and you’re not paying attention

✧ appreciation posts for you as well! esp if you got him something, like onigiri or his fav, Nanohana no Karashiae , for lunch! (akaashi: *snaps a pic of his food* “thank you y/n for feeding me”)

✧ prefers video calling over texting/snapping whenever possible tho

✧ occasionally reminisces thru his sc memories

✧ enjoys the flashback feature and will send them to you and bokuto (cuz they’re about y’all anyway lolol)

✧ also has secretly saved a bunch of selfies of himself, consists of him trying out a lot of the filters (he feelin himself)

✧ you, one day, looking thru his phone and discovering them: “akaashi, you’re so pretty wtf”

✧ akaashi: “...”

koganegawa

✧ sends you selfies of him before practice

✧ during breaks

✧ and after practice, usually makes a comment about how it went for him that day like:

✧  “i hit a decent toss today and futakuchi actually complimented me!”

✧ that, or:

✧ “i got yelled at 17 times today 😢😩”

✧ has quite a few streaks, his longest ones being with you and hinata

✧ def uses filters

✧ tries out every funny one he finds and sends you videos

✧ “look y/n im an aaaaAALlliiEEENnnNNN oo oo hoo hhhooOOh”

✧ “now im a chicky nuggy!!” (chicken nugget)

✧ also enjoys the doodle feature

✧ but he uses the filter with the clout glasses unironically--

✧ usually when smth good happens to him and he feels happy and/or cool about it

✧ “just beat the boss in this game on my 69th try B)”

✧ “kogane, that’s--”

✧ plays sc games with you and thinks bitmojis r cool

✧ kinda sad he cant find a hair option that matches him tho lolol rip

✧ you: “you hair’s just,,, unique,,,”

✧ subscribed to anything sports and fitness, as well as pop culture so he can stay in the loop

✧ also watches everyone else’s stories, pointing out whenever he sees smthing cool and/or interesting

✧ “woahh, karasuno’s at nationals right now! i wish we could’ve won, but next year for sure!!”

✧ you encourage him at all his games, hyping him up irl and online

✧ “koganegawa: best setter 😍!!”

✧ luckily you didnt record the parts he completely messed up LOL

semi

✧ before going out with you, snaps you a pic of his casual outfit like:

✧ semi: “does this look ok”

✧ you: “babe you look great, tendou was just messing with you”

✧ will make unwanted appearances on tendou’s snap and complains to you about them

✧ “i didnt consent to being part of his meme page” and

✧ “okay, but he didn’t only have to share all the moments i messed up--”

✧ also indifferent about streaks but will do them

✧ sometimes sends snaps/streaks indicating he’s practicing his music

✧ when you see these you usually ask him to send you vids or if you can come over n watch

✧ initially is a bit shy about it but he loves what he does and you and knows you’re genuinely interested and supportive so he agrees

✧ secretly rlly enjoys having you as his personal audience

✧ lowkey into asmr, like the soap cutting shit as well as chewing crunchy things

✧ also watches food porn and clips of mukbangs, then can’t resist going on youtube and watching the whole thing

✧  “y/n, can we try this, it looks so good--”

✧ will also often watch oikawa’s stories, especially his ‘ranting hotbox + mukbangs,’ and makes comments about him being an idiot

✧  “this kid he’s talking about is a savage”

✧ but admits they’re quite entertaining

✧ just looks serious in all the selfies you take with him

✧ you: “can you look like you’re enjoying yourself?”

✧ semi: “i look cooler like this tho”

✧ sc memories filled with shenanigans from you and the volleyball team, doodles, and mirror selfies with him experimenting diff looks (you: “tendou, you got him way too concerned about this”)

✧ also enjoys showing off he’s with you, taking a short video of you when you hang out

✧ you: “semi, i look bad right now”

✧ semi: “but you can never look bad”

✧ you: “🥺 bb”

✧ viewers: “aw”

✧ shiratorizawa: “can he be this nice with us LOL”

shirabu

✧ his main mode of communication with you is mostly through the regular messaging app, so he doesn’t use sc too much

✧ also doesn’t care for streaks and is bad at keeping them

✧ will answer to you or his senpais rather soon tho

✧ but lets all his other notifications pile up a bit before finally going thru them

✧ goes through the snaps he receives really fast, spending like 2 seconds each to look at them cuz aint nobody got time for dat

✧ doesn’t even rlly open goshiki’s LOL

✧ you have fun using filters on him and taking videos while he’s just doing his own thing peacefully like studying

✧ it takes him a second to notice and when he finally looks up, he just gives you an exasperated look

✧ cue you cracking up with laughter bc the filter finally shows up on his face

✧ his eyes and mouth are now on mike wazowski

✧ that, or his face becomes so disturbingly moRPhed like an alien

✧ caption: “ken-chan, my future medical man 😍”

✧ “y/n, please, this is like the 7th time in the last 20 minutes--”

✧ finally convinced him to take a study break and hang out with you

✧ which usually consists of snacking and light banter while you lay your head on his lap

✧ and scrolling through snapchat stories and showing him what everyone else is up to and cool things you’re subscribed to

✧ “loooook, dr. miami’s doing another butt job! is this the line of work you’re studying so hard for?”

✧ “no, it’s really not”

✧ is actually very soft with you and likes having the photos and vids for memories

atsumu

✧ sends you snaps where his brother looks bad, captioning it:

✧ “this is evidence that im the hotter twin”

✧ likewise, osamu sends you snaps where atsumu looks even worse

✧ like, the mans passed out, looking rekt and open mouthed, drool seeping into his pillow

✧ osamu: “u still have time to break up with him”

✧ also lucky for you, atsumu also loves to take unflattering photos of you and send them to you randomly at like 2 am

✧ you: “nani tf when did you even take this??”

✧ usually posts a snap while he’s out somewhere like at a match, the gym, outside on a run, a party, or just hanging out with you or his frens

✧ however, makes sure you look good if you show up on his story cuz he wants to show you off

✧ doesn’t really care for streaks, but has a lott

✧ but also has a tON of unopened snaps

✧ is the type to send just a black screen n call it a day, or maybe spice it up by sending a pic of the sexi gym floor (a comeback) w his shoe in the corner

✧ will, however, consistently respond to you and kinda looks forward to ur snaps (secretly hopes you show ur face)

✧ but when you dont:

*in class*

✧ atsumu: *a smirk on his face* “your content’s kinda dry today” 

✧ you: *your sexi desk* “my nudez ain’t free, i demand compensation”

✧ atsumu: *grasped his chin in thought, but angled the cam up bc he needa hide his phone in class lolol* “what if i... take you out on a romantic excursion”

✧ you: * your face but with ‘sausage’ filter* “🥵🥵🥵🥵 yessir, what u want”

✧ rlly only wants to have pics of your face wat a closeted sOFTIE

✧ likes to have content on his flashbacks

✧ usually has other social media sources to keep up to date with things

✧ actually rlly digs using sc filters, mostly ones that’ll make him look like a queen

✧ captions a selfie of you two like: “me >>>>>>> y/n”

✧ but nearly everyone who comments on it is like: “i think you flipped the sign, bro 🤥”

✧ judges ppl who are into soap cutting asmr (you will never hear the end of it if you also like it)

a/n: sc kinda dying for me, my use went from suga to an atsumu to like nearly nonexistent LOL

also o gawd i already have ideas here n there for a pt 2 so stay tuned fjxnwfesd hope it takes me less long cuz this one took me fkin foreva LOL

idk y i made semi like mukbangs but i feel like he’d be rlly into them--

[ziggyzagreus]

Julia. Babe. Babe. Pssst. Which region of the underworld’s aesthetic do you like best and why? Like. Not based on stuff like how shitty the lava in Alysium is to deal with. We all know it’s annoying lol. Just on pure vibes and level design which is your favorite? Cause Elysium is pretty yeah. But I dig the areas in Tartarus a lot. 👌

Oooooooooh..... hmmm. I don’t know....

It depends, I think. There are things I like and things I don’t like about each place as far as aesthetic goes - and I’m kinda basing this off my imagination as if like - I was there lookin around at the architecture and such. Let’s do a pros and cons list.

Pros of Tartarus:

Lovely architecture, build like a labyrinth but would be very aesthetically pleasing just from the symmetry and craftsmanship of things. The emerald green lighting is very soothing and there are plenty of places to just vibe by the Styx.

Cons of Tartarus:

After awhile those patterns are the same. There’s no horizon or depth to gaze into in Tartarus, just walls. I imagine it would get claustrophobic after awhile.

Pros of Asphodel:

The stalactites and stalagmites are very fascinating altogether. The fire is warm but if you stay out of the lava it ain’t too hot. The caves bear dark depths to gaze in to and I find that fascinating. And I think Eurydice’s home might be my second favorite location in the whole game. It’s so comforting and cozy and I associate Asphodel with her home so I would like to spend more time there. Also I LOVE Charon’s shop setup in Asphodel, it’s very cool and I’d love to hang out there.

Cons of Asphodel:

Hot. Dark. Once again, no horizon. It might get uncomfortable. There’s always a constant rumbling or gurgling from Phlegothon or things exploding, not just white noise but the kind that feels in the stones underneath you. It always feels juuust a little uncomfortable or unsettling.

Pros of Elysium:

Bright. Horizon, houses, arenas and entertainment. By far the most lovey and peaceful place, the most like paradise obviously. I love the pale colors, the soft green and white and pink, and Lethe is lovely... I love the mist and how it always feels like early early dawn by a lakeside there.

Cons of Elysium:

It seems cold, and I can only imagine those colors can get too bright sometimes. It’s a faux life, paradise, so the colors are bound to get artificial and fluorescent at some point which would get irksome... and it might be too quiet in some areas. But that’s what the arena is for!

Temple of Styx:

Ew. I hate it. It’s so so gross except for the main hall. The tunnels are full of poison. Bleh. Nah.

Bonus: Erebus

Erebus is my favorite place in the whole game. It’s so chill, like it has the cozy energy of Asphodel but the structure and lavish wealth of Tartarus, and of course it’s all fancied up with Charon’s goods... it feels very intimate despite being a place where Charon goes to beat up souls sometimes, and I just love it very much. It’s so eccentric in like a mellow way and that’s so cool.

[lo0rdtupperware]

.:tag dump!:.

[pilliepollie]

so like... do you have thoughts on day6 as affectionate boyfriends? TYSM! 🥰

I do have sum thoughts on HOW they would should their gf/bf affection in their own unique ways :D god I'm such in a fluffy day6 mood now 

How Day6 show affection

Sungjin

I think he would be the type to show you affection through food. Like he would always ask you if you were hungry or cook you your favorite food. It means a lot to him knowing that you’re never doing anything on an empty stomach. He may not show his love through physical touch or words that much but know that whatever he does it’s always for you. Late nights with him singing to you while playing his acoustic guitar is kinda your thing. Would always remind you how beautiful you are and how lucky he is to have you. Not a big PDA guy but when you guys are alone he likes to give you kisses on your head. On some occasions, he’ll give you big warm bear hugs, and maybe some cuddling after if he’s missed you a lot.  I’m so weak for Bear Sungjin omfg  

Jae

Likes to crack jokes and send you memes because he loves to see you laugh. That’s also what he does whenever you’re not a good mood. Likes to give you piggyback rides. Not really a gift kinda guy but will occasionally send you little trinkets and sh*t that have something to do with the inside jokes you guys have together. Gives you hugs and rest his chin on your head. Always has a spare hoodie in his car just in case you get cold on your guys’ date. Makes sure that you’re the first person to listen to his new songs and the first person to know whenever he has a collab. Sends you the most crackhead photos of him and the members whenever they have practice. I feel like Jae would be the kind of best friend that's also your boyfriend kinda thing.

Young K

The member to do the most “romantic” kind of gestures in the group in my opinion. Bring you flowers and your favorite candy kinda guy. Gives you cheesy nicknames and says the corniest pickup lines. Good morning and good night kisses every day is a must for Kang Younghyun. Takes a million pictures of you whether you’re asleep or working on something cuz to him you’re the cutest thing he’s ever laid eyes on. He is your literal hype man. When you try on new clothes: “WOOOO LOOKIN GOOD HONEY!” When you’re literally just walking towards him in sweats: “HOT DAMN WHO’S THAT SEXY FINE THANGGG!” Honestly whoever dates him, props to you for putting up with his annoying sh*t 😂. I guess they don’t call him annoying Brian for nothin.

Wonpil

Follows you everyone around the house to the point where it feels weird being alone at home. Lots and lots of kisses on the cheek from him. Cuddle time happens a lot cuz he likes to hold you in his embrace. Likes to listen to your voice so he just lets you talk on and on about your day or random stuff that’s been floating around in your mind. Sends you selfies or pretty aesthetic pictures of nature when he’s on tour with him saying “This reminds me of you”. I also feel like he would be the type to send you voice recordings of him singing to help you fall asleep when he’s busy in his studio late at night. Occasional slow dancing in your guys’ bedroom before going to sleep. Puts lil sticky notes with cute little sayings in it in various places around the house whenever he’s touring abroad. 

Dowoon

He’s the shyest member out of the group when it comes to showing any kind of affection. Likes to bring you to his drum practices cuz he likes to show off how cool he likes while he’s playing 😎, but ofc it fails cuz his ears get red knowing that you’re staring at him for a long period of time. bless this lil bub. Sends you selfies when he’s with Tori and his family. Let’s you win whenever you guys are playing video games together. Always remembers the littlest things about you even if you think it’s not that significant yourself. Likes to bug you by wrapping his whole body around you when your cooking or doing homework. Calls you babe or baby cuz he likes to say that you’re his lil baby 💗 ʅ（‾◡◝）ʃ .

I hope you like it my precious anon! I had fun thinking and writing about boyfriend day6 (づ￣ ³￣)づ.

[honeyfreckled]

The way u write for us big gurls has inspired me to start writing my own plu ssize!reader series!😊 it’s refreshing to see myself written in such honest ways💜I’m tired of only reading y/nwho is shy plus hates her body. Reading genuine fics for my size from u has been phenomenal for my confidence. Lol I haven’t even dated yet but even I can tell you are writing it realer than what I’ve seen. Keep it up babes and know you ARE making a difference. 💓

ahhh I’m soft tysm i try rlly hard to be truthful to my own experiences as a fat woman. I cant believe yr sayin i inspired you it makes my heart swell tbh i never thought I’d be someone who could inspire anyone. wow e wow wow. tbh i rlly appreciate u noticing my attempt at a diff approach. I got sick of stories w fat readers focused on self hatred. or where it was all ok bc “this girl is the right kinda thicc/curvy” tbh, I had to stop lookin at that stuff. i internalized it, it started affecting my sex life/relationships/triggered ptsd/promoted unhealthy thinking. 

lil advice to fat readers below pls excuse the rant eeep. 

tw: sex talk/porn talk

If I could give fat viewers advice (esp those who are new to dating, struggle w self love/fear of dating/sexual confidence) it'd be- stay particularly mindful what smut/p*rn/content u view. When I was a SW/SB so therefore NEEDED to have an incredibly strong sense of self worth/autonomy- I made it a point to join fat positivity and educated myself on “fat politics.” Surround myself irl/online w supportive, intelligent, talented fat artists who many times are also disabled POC lgbtq folks so we connect on multiple lvls. 

I made sure not to consume nsfw stuff that fetishized my body. In general-nothing that'd demean/degrade/dehumanize ppl like me, or marginalized ppl in general. Some things im gonna see, it’s unavoidable, like fat jokes that crop up in a show im into that usually never makes comments like that. seeing my body excluded when it comes to the kinda fat models plus size stores use. The pain in seeing no one like u in mainstream media or even in the fandom. But as u continue to avoid consuming any content (nsfw AND sfw) that partakes in fat shaming/stereotypes/stigmas/body hate- u begin to notice the impact it has on u. u have an increase in yr confidence bc u got away from that other shit. u know how to spot warning signs. ESPECIALLY IN THE BEDROOM. U know how to/aren’t afraid to ask for what u want, u aren’t as easily pushed around or made into a dirty little secret w basic dudes who’re too chicken abt their pals knowin they like a fat girl. not sayin it’ll be all perfect, but u know how to take less shit from bad partners. and good sex, that u know u were bomb at, gives u a glow and radiates into other parts of yr life. u can use it to reduce stress, alleviate pain, get a boost in confidence/mood, use it to connect w someone on a deeper lvl, good sex can change all kindsa shit for u lol. not to say it’s necessary bc ik for some folks it just aint for em. but still removing that kinda content i mentioned can help regardless if yr sexually active.

if u still wanna watch porn, switch over to indie stuff (not the same as what they call amateur and not on well known porn sites) if u wanna see more relatable bodies and sex acts u could more possibly recreate. Indie scene is filled w awesome actors, the work is more artistic/aesthetics, way more realistic than shitty p*rnhub/xtube/tumblr. Still not totally close to real life. but it has its moments. what most p*rn never shows- like seeing em not cut out when a fat trans actor had to stop to readjust and get more comfortable, that kinda realness helps inform those who’re fat but haven’t been intimate that it's totally normal if they cant do all the insane stunts that go on in smut/p*rn. 

srry to rant ig the point I’m making is, even if u have no experience but yr aware the fat nsfw content u view isn’t something u can relate to- still tread lightly in those waters. Our subconscious is more powerful than we know, we become inundated to unhealthy thinking patterns or beliefs. something even like the fact that it just plain isn’t sexually satisfying for most all fat bodies to approach sex the same way as shown time and time again. or when we do have sexual encounters we come away w shame or trauma bc our bodies didnt react how we were trained to believe they would/should.

anyway ik i talk a whole damn bunch, but If u ever have a question abt the logistics feel free to hmu too. i dont mind discussing it from my experience.

[toomanyfandomssos]

can you do an imagine that’s kinda long and it’s where Benny is dating the reader and she is super nervous to tell him that she’s a vampire? and can you make Benny kinda jealous bc Rory always flirts with her?

Here we go bois I'm back. I'm writing this to a really aesthetic storm in the distance and I'm making some teA. Let's get started shall we

Pairings: Benny Weir x Fem Reader

Gifs aren't mine, credits to the owners

Prompt: You and Benny are dating. What Benny doesn't know is you're a vampire. And things come out in an unexpected situation

2am: the howling wind outside kept you awake. Well. Not that you slept anyway but the wind definitely didn't help you study first the chem quiz. You're a vampire in highschool?! What kind of bullshit is that you're literally immortal. Whatever gotta graduate at some point might as well be with your friends and you're lovely boyfriend.

4am: *obnoxious birds chirping in the distance* you decide to grab a snack. Snack being the first annoying ass bird you caught. You were doodling in your sketchbook when you phone went off. A text from Benny. It read:

Bennykins: I know you're sleeping right now darling but I just wanted you to wake up to me telling you how much I-

The preview cut off. He didn't know you were a vampire. You had been fighting with yourself about how and when to tell him. You were absolutely terrified of how he'd react. Sarah had been pestering you to do it for weeks. You were scared he would be upset that you weren't a fledgling. Even though it wasn't your choice, Jesse basically held you at wooden steakpoint. You chose not to read the message to reveal that you were awake and continued drawing.

School:

"Hey good lookin" Benny yelled across the hall. He loved to point out that the two of you were dating any chance he got.

"Gross get a room" Erica added

You and Benny went out of your way to gross Erica out

"Anywayyyyy what are you doing after school babe" he asked, brushing your Y/H/C behind your ear.

Rory slid down the hallway at a perfectly convenient time

"Me" he wrapped his arm around you solely to make Benny angry

You were quick to shove him off "Very funny Rory, but maybe you should try someone who's, I dunno interested?"

Benny's face was red with anger to the blonde haired boy

You turned and kissed your manz without breaking eye contact with Rory, that was a power move in his book.

As Rory meekly walked away you got to answer Benns question finally

"As I was saying, you wanna go to the mall or maybe catch a movie?" You asked

"Anything's fine with me" he winked.

He walked you to class as you figured out some details so your parents wouldn't freak. Oddly enough they don't know either.

8pm:

The two of you decided to go bowling because what better date than that?

We're you winning or was he letting you? The world may never know.

The night was going perfect up until of course, Jesse walked in.

Out of all people in all places? You thought to yourself, what is this a movie?!

You attempted to avoid eye contact and hide behind Benny, Benny of course being Benny had to say something to piss of the fanged douchebag.

"Well well well if it isn't the Walmart Edward Cullen" he smirked

Jesse rolled his eyes and replied with a simple "fuck you"

Benny looked shocked seeing as he finally said something that got to that everloving dick wagon

"You shouldn't be talking Benny look who you're with" Jesse stated the second he realized you were there

"Yeah what about her?" He began getting defensive

Jesse used his power to drag you to him. That asshole really interrupted date night.

He held you there close as you squirmed. Trying to make it seem as human as possible, Benny was ready to fight and you didn't want him in that danger.

"Pretty ladies like you don't belong with geeks like that" he moved your hair behind your ear in the same way Benny did at school but sick and twisted.

You had enough of his shit and vamped out. You threw him down one of the alleys into the pins, amazingly you managed to get a strike. Your fangs were all out in the open and you were shocked to see Benny smiling like he just met his favorite actor.

Whilst you were distracted with his radiant smile, Jesse launched himself in your direction and knocked you to the ground. You being you, quickly got up and threw some more punches.

Benny literally took some popcorn from a child and watched his amazing girl in awe. Did he expect this? No. Is he disappointed? Nope. Is he going to laugh about it forever? Most definitely.

After Jesse fled in fear you walked up to Benny.

"Hey so, crazy thing. I'm a vampire haha" you told him in shame

"Really?!?!? I would've never guessed!" He sarcastically shoved you a bit

"Yo- you're not mad?!" Your eyes widened

"Of course not love" he reassured you instantly. His warmth gave you tingles and butterflies just like the day you met him.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner" you embraced his love

"It's not an easy thing to tell Y/N" it's almost like everything he said was planned. And that alone left you wondering.

Even though you we're the strong vampire, you always gave Benns the opportunity to protect you. Especially when Rory was, well. Rory.

"Heya toots you wanna catch a movie?" Rory, again wrapped an arm around you and winked at Benny

Boy oh boy he chose the wrong day. Let's just say that conversation only carried through Rory and Benny's fist.

You and Benny walked through the halls of that school having no idea where life was gonna take you two but you sure as hell were having fun.

IM SO SORRY IVE BEEN GONE FOR AN ACTUAL DECADE BUT I AM BACK AND IM TAKING REQUESTS SEND EM IN FRENS. hope you enjoyed this ^~^

[phasingal]

[ @seanceisms continued ]

ASK: 🚿 [from dave at phasingal]

Send 🚿 or ‘Whoops!’ to walk in on my muse in the shower!

Status: ACCEPTING

Sender: @phasingal

The shower is relaxing and very much needed. Nothing like a warm shower to relax you, but it also leaves you alone to your thoughts. So many thoughts that Klaus simply wants to go away. Some random, some not so good thoughts, but then the door opens and Klaus instantly knows who it is. No one else would barge in like that unless it was his boyfriend.

Klaus is pulled out of her thoughts and she pulls the shower door back a little to peer out over at Dave, lips curling up in a TEASING GRIN. “Are you going to join me or just stand there and stare all day, babe? I know I’m pretty to look at but it’d be so much more fun if you joined me.”

           Pretty as she looked with make-up on, Dave thought he preferred Klaus like this. At ease. Bare-faced. Not because of some… aesthetic preference, exactly, but because of how intimate it was, as if Klaus was showing him a side of herself that not everyone got to see.

           Was Dave reading too much into it? Probably. But if he couldn’t pull poetry out of his ass over his S.O.’s face, then when could he?

           “Who says I was lookin’ at you?” he quipped, already stripping off his shirt, as if he ever had eyes for anything else whenever Klaus was in the room. Unless there was a dog or a cat or a bunny or a bird. Or a cute lizard, that one time. “Maybe I was appreciating the… tiles.”

           Exclusively because he’d been invited, Dave decided to take his sweet damn time, leaning a hip against the sink, arms crossed over his chest as he very deliberately checked Klaus out. “Ah”, he sighed, “I love interior design.”

[flaaffy]

tagged by @chibi-pixel thank you, lovely :>

nickname: skye (bc it’s a shortened version of me name hehe), ducky, sea bass

zodiac: taurus

height: 5′6″

last movie i saw: the incredibles 2 i think?????

last thing i googled: “hshrug emoji”

fav musician: alice in chains and nirvana B)

song stuck in my head: spirit of the radio by rush

other blogs:  aesthetic/pink @5rd animal crossing @seabasse colorful/memory @smoochum doodles/art @slepy pokemon @slurpuff video games @skywardsword

do i get asks: not really iosdalfns

following: 116 babes

followers: 2,298 cutiepies

amount of sleep: honestly can’t answer this bc it varies (weekends less and more, depends, and weekdays i usually doze before i sleep oops)

lucky number: do i HAVE a lucky number....i don’t think i do :sob:

what i’m wearing: an alice in chains shirt and shorts

dream job: i wanna be a voice actor....

dream trip: hmmmmm i’ll get back to you on that one

fav food: mac and cheeeeeese

play any instruments: my mouth is a good instrument...but a piano app i can play some stuff if i really try/find the notes. very basic. probably could on a keyboard but i really need to learn the keys bc they’re labeled in the app

languages: english and a tiny bit o’ french

fav songs: i have too many but my absolute favorite song is would? by alice in chains :>

random fact: i don’t have any i can think of but i stubbed my toe real hard on metal at work today and broke my nail in a few places and it’s really gnarly lookin i hate it and it’s sore and feels BAD

describe urself as aesthetic things: pink clouds in the morning, pancakes when you’re under the weather, blankets fresh from the dryer

tagging people I wanna know better! HONESTLY I DON’T KNOW do this if you want but i’ll choooooose @creamhearts @popokko @shinyfroakie @opaloolong i love you guys and tbh if you’re reading this i tag you too!!!!!

[buckyscrystalqueen]

Stepping Up Again: Part 7

Pairings: Chibs x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, angst, teenage pregnancy, so much angst

Word Count: 3,059

A/N: This series is a continuation of Stepping Up! Read that first if you haven’t! Hold onto your pants, though because this is gunna be a wild ride! 

A/N 2: This is the part where y’al are gunna HATE ME!!!!

Stepping Up Masterlist        Aesthetic by @ravenangel33

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“So what are we going to do about the housing situation?” You asked Chibs as the two of you stood outside the hospital to smoke a cigarette. He sighed as he sat down on the top part of the bench and shrugged.

“Well Kerrianne bought up possibly movin’ in wit’ Tim ta give us more room. We could move Kellan in ta ‘er room on our side’a the ‘ouse which leaves the oth’a two rooms open for them an’ the nursery.” You nodded slowly as you yawned around your cigarette. “Luv, ye need ta go ‘ome an’ get some bloody rest.”

“I’m fine.” You looked over at him with a small smile and blinked your tired eyes a few times. You couldn’t help but huff a laugh as you took a long drag of your smoke. “OK, so I’m fucking tired. Whatever.” He nodded as he pat the top part of the bench beside him and held out his arm to welcome you into his embrace.

“‘ow ‘bout ye go ‘ome an’ take a nap. I’ll stay ‘ere wit’ the babes for a few hours, aye?” You nodded as you sat down and leaned into his side, letting your exhaustion start to seep its way into your bones. You let your head fall onto his shoulder as he squeezed your arm.

“Jesus… what the fuck happened?” He shook his head slowly as he took the last drag of his cigarette and flicked it out toward the road.

“I wish I’d an answ’a for ye, luv. But we’re goin’ ta be jus’ fine no matta wha’, ye ‘ear?” You nodded against his shoulder and finished your cigarette as you putted out of his grip.

“Alright, I’m gunna go say bye to Kels before I head out. See if she needs anything from the house.” He nodded as you stretched your arms over your head and laughed at the small pops and cracks you got in response.

“Ye’r gettin’…”

“Shut up, Filip.” You said with a laugh as you pushed his arm. You shook your head and took his hand on your way back into the hospital. With every step you took, you realized just how tired you really were. “God, you know what sounds great right now? A dip in the hot tub.”

“Mmm an’ Kellan’s a school. We’d ‘ave the ‘ouse to ourselves…” You moaned as you headed down the hallway toward Kelsi’s room.

“When was the last time we had an empty house? Ten years ago? Fif…” You words were cut off as a nurse raced past you and turned into Kelsi’s room. Your feet stumbled as the sounds of people talking over each other finally grabbed your attention and you took off at a run. “Kels?”

“Stay ou’ there!” Kerrianne yelled at you at the same moment Chibs grabbed you around the middle to keep you in the hallway. You grabbed at his arms as your eyes focused on your baby girl, who was currently having a massive seizure and being held down to the bed by a couple nurses. You were too in shock to even move or make a sound. Your mouth simple opened and closed soundlessly as your tired mind tried to wrap around what was going on.

“Filip.” You finally said as they rolled Kelsi’s still body onto her back and started CPR. “Filip, fix this!” He shook his head and squeezed you tighter as his tears fell on your shoulder. You didn’t even notice your own tears falling as you dug your nails into his arms when they shocked your baby girl. As Kerrianne looked for a heartbeat, Jax, who had been with baby Megan, slid around the corner and nearly collided with you and Chibs.

“What?” You shook your head as you let go of your husband’s arm with one hand so you could grab one of Jax’s. The three of you stood and watched in horror as the hospital staff fought to bring Kelsi back.

“I love you, mommy.” Kelsi’s last words to you before you went out for a cigarette echoed in your head as Kerrianne took a step back with tears in her eyes. “I love you so much.”

“Time… Time’a death… 11:27.”

“No!”

——

Numb. It was the only thing you were currently capable of feeling as you laid on the hospital bed with Kelsi’s cold body in your arms. Tears flowed like a river into her blonde hair as you brushed your fingers through it to get out all the little tangles. Jax hadn’t lasted a moment before shattering a picture frame in the hall and storming off. Chibs had pleaded with his daughter to save his other baby girl before collapsing in the hall way where he still was, sobbing into his hands. You didn’t know how you managed to convince your feet to move but you knew you needed to get to your daughter.

You had instantly started singing when you laid down next to her as you pulled off the leads and the IV’s that were now completely unnecessary but your heart wasn’t in it. It couldn’t be because it was almost like it knew you would never see your baby girl’s face again; knew that you would never hear her laughter in the mornings as she got dressed for school. Your baby girl, who was just an innocent bystander ripped from the world before her time. Your heart finally heated up with rage as you realized just who’s fault this whole situation was. 

The fucking prospect; this was his fault. He was the one who knocked up your baby. He was the one who made your daughter run off. He was the asshole who got in the car accident that lead to your baby girl being in the hospital in the first place. It was his fucking fault Kelsi was dead.

“I want that fucking prick out of this fucking hospital.” You said loud enough that Chibs could hear you. “And he’s never going near that baby again.”

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You had your arms wrapped around Kellan and Kerrianne’s shoulders tightly, as if they were going to disappear from your world if you didn’t as you stood amongst your SAMCRO family at Kelsi’s grave site a few plot spots down from Gemma and Thomas’s graves. Tears silently fell down your cheeks as you stared at your baby girl’s smiling face in the collage that Lyla and a couple of the croweaters had made for her memorial. Despite the fact that she had been gone for a whole week, you still felt that it wasn’t real.

“I can’t fucking believe he showed up here.” Happy growled behind you and beside Jax. Your, Jax and Chibs’ heads all whipped up and easily found Mike standing a few hundred yards away by a tree in all black. The rage you felt every time you even though his name boil in your veins as you glanced back at the Tacoma Killer.

“I want him dead. Painfully so.” Happy nodded his head once as you looked back at your daughter’s coffin and kissed your son’s head.

“Can I do it?” Kellan asked as you pretended to listen to the man who was saying a few words for your daughter’s service.

“No. Uncle Happy is gunna take care of that piece of shit.”

“Make ‘im suff’a.” Kerrianne said as she leaned her head on your shoulder and wiped at her tears. “Make ‘im pay for Kelsi.” You couldn’t even bring yourself to care that your children were actively planning murder in their heads and condoning murder as well, something that you usually would have put an end to immediately.

“I’ll take this one.” Jax said as they lowered his baby girl’s coffin into the ground. “I want his fucking blood on my hands.” You nodded your head as you turned around toward him and Chibs because you couldn’t bring yourself to see your daughter be buried.

“Make him pay, Jackson. Make him fucking pay for our baby.”

——

“Hi, sweet girl.” You said softly as you held two week old Megan to your partially bare chest in her NICU room two days after Kelsi’s funeral. You smiled at the tiny little girl in your arms as you rocked the two of you back and forth. “It’s mamaw. You are so beautiful, baby girl.” Megan let out a small, adorable cry as you brushed your pointer finger tip across the back her small head. “Shh… it’s OK, sweetheart. I got you.” You offered her your pointer finger and smiled with tears in your eyes as she grabbed it firmly.

“She’s lookin’ real good.” Kerrianne said as she checked monitors and glanced at Megan Kelsi Teller’s chart despite the fact that her niece wasn’t her patient. “No brain bleed, strong heartbeat but we’re still monitorin’ tha’ spot. She’s gettin’ enough oxygen. We’re gon’ redo the OAE test in a couple weeks ta check ‘er ‘earin’ again but Da’s right. She’s’a fight’a.” You nodded at your step-daughter as you brushed your thumb across across Megan’s fingers.

“She is.” You said solemnly as tears welled in your eyes. You swallowed them back and looked up at Kerrianne. “So what are we gunna do about feeding? I don’t like the idea of her on formula this young.”

“Well I was talkin’ ta ‘er doct’a t’day ‘bout tha’. We’ve a reserve of sorts from other women tha’ donate breastmilk… but there’s also the option’a tryin’ ta get ye ta induce as well.” You looked up at her with your eyebrows raised.

“Yea? Because nursing two kids through the night wasn’t enough, right?” Kerrianne blushed as she sat down on the chair just as Chibs came into the rom. You smirked and looked up at him. “So, how do you feel about my boobs growing again?” He looked at you with his eyebrow raised and hesitated in the door way as Kerrianne covered her face in embarrassment.

“Yer no’ gettin’ implants, m’luv.”

“An’ I’m done.” Kerrianne said as she got up to leave the room. “I’ll pick up Kellan from school on m’way ‘ome. Just let the doc know wha’ ye decide… an’ don’ tell me, please!” You giggled and nodded as your husband came in and took her chair.

“Breast feeding, baby.” You said as he sat down and immediately began pulling at the pink clothing cover he had on. “I don’t want Megs on formula this young…”

“Ahh…” He sighed as he sat back in his chair. “’s’yer call, m’luv. Ye know I’m in luv wit’ yer tits when they’re all full an’ swollen…”

“Filip…” You warned as you looked at him through your lashes.

“I’m jus’ sayin’ luv. Layin’ the facts down on the table.” You rolled your eyes at him as you looked back down at Megan. “She would’a wanted it tha’ way.” You nodded your head at him but kept your eyes on your granddaughter.

“I know she would…” You looked up quickly as a tear fell from your eye and sighed. “I hate this.”

“I know, luv. I do too.” You forced yourself to try and stay calm so you didn’t upset Megan as you looked back at Chibs.

“They wanted to know if we planned on adopting Megan as our daughter or just being legal guardians as grandparents. Something about her birth certificate.” Chibs sighed as he leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest.

“Shit… I’ve no idea, lass.” You sighed and looked down at Megan.

“If we don’t and we can’t find that little fucking tool, he can come for her…”

“We’ll adopt.” Chibs instantly growled. “He’s no’ goin’ near tha’ child.” You nodded your head in agreement as you ‘shh’ed’ him softly.

“Stay calm, my love. We’ll adopt. She can call us mom an’ da… but she will always know the truth about Kelsi.” He nodded his head and glanced up as the doctor came in to check on Megan to see if her ‘kangaroo care’ was helping the way she hoped. “Make ‘er tits, bigga. I approve.” He laughed as he got up from his chair.

“Filip, I swear to God.” You mumbled as you brushed your hand over Megan’s back. Your husband chuckled as he kissed your forehead and headed toward the door.

“She wan’s big tits. ‘uge tits!” You sighed and rolled your eyes as Megan’s doctor just laughed.

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“Kellan, it’s time for bed.” You said as you strolled into your son’s room, grabbing articles of clothing to toss in the hamper with each step. You sighed as you glanced up at your child, who was ignoring you. “Hey! What did I say?”

“Just one more video, mom.” Your head whipped up at the sound of tears in his voice and your brow furrowed.

“What are you watching, honey?” You walked over to his bed and dropped the handful of clothes in his over flowing hamper on the way. Your son tilted his iPad toward you and pulled out the cord for his headphones. You tripped over nothing and caught yourself on the edge of his bed as Kelsi’s laugh filled the room.

“It’s her vlog.” He said softly as you took his tablet from him.

“Is that the shit she was always recording?” You asked as you laid down beside him and watched your daughter talking to her phone in your hot tub.

“Yea. She posted them on YouTube all the time. I never used to follow her…” You glanced over at your son as the video came to an end and nodded as you passed him back his tablet.

“Text me the link so I can show your dad. And don’t stay up too late, OK?” He nodded his head as he laid back down in his bed and started the next video. As quickly as you could, you grabbed your son’s laundry so he wouldn’t see you cry. You somehow managed to make it to the laundry room off the kitchen before you burst into tears and nearly collapsed on the floor. Sobs wracked your body as you curled into yourself in front of the dryer.

“Why?” You sobbed as you shook your head against the tile. “She’s just a baby.”

“Luv?” You forced yourself to roll onto your back and you could see your husband’s heart shatter in his brown eyes. “Fuck… I know m’luv. ’s’ok…”

“No…” You sobbed as you shook your head. He nodded at you as he came over and picked you up off the floor. You wrapped your arms around his neck and sobbed into his shoulder, letting yourself really feel the loss of your daughter for the first time. As he laid you both down on your bed, you felt his own tears fall on your jaw as he shifted over you to find a comfortable spot.

“I want her back!” You sobbed as you fisted his shirt and kutte in your fists.

“I know, sweet’eart. Me too.” You nodded against his chest as he wrapped you in his arms and held you as tight as he could. You sobbed for hours, begging, screaming at, and pleading with God for him to bring Kelsi back. Your heart and soul ached as Chibs clung to you, trying to hold both of you together as best as he could as he let his own feelings finally come to the surface as well in the privacy of your bedroom.

“My baby…” You rasped repeatedly until you finally cried yourself to sleep.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

You stood in the NICU, staring at three and a half month old Megan as she wiggled and cooed like the happiest baby in the world. You couldn’t help but notice the similarity between her and her mother and no matter how much it broke your heart, some how the little girl in the crib in front of you was putting it back together one obliterated piece at a time. But you knew without a shadow of a doubt in your mind that something was wrong with Megan. And in this situation, you hated that you were right.

“She’s complete ‘earin’ loss in ‘er left ear.” Kerrianne said somberly with tears in her eyes. “Bu’ the good news is she’s only moderate loss in ‘er right. So tha’s somethin’.”

“Jesus Christ.” Chibs mumbled as he sat back in his chair.

“So she’s deaf?” Kellan asked curiously.

“Yea buddy, in one ear, she is.” You said as you picked up Megan from the crib with a smile. “But no matter what she is our family and she is still perfect just the way she is, right?” Your son nodded as you laid Megan on your chest so that her right ear was closer to your mouth so she’d be able to hear you better. “Aren’t you, sweet thing?”

“But… if she can’t hear you, why talk to her?” You looked up at your son with a smile.

“She can ‘ear a lit’l bit out’a ‘er right ear, bud.” Kerrianne said as she sat down next to her brother. “But she can still feel the vibrations in mum’s chest when she speaks… an’ she can see yer facial expressions if ye talk ta ‘er.” Your daughter smiled at Kellan and grabbed his hand. “But mum’s right. She’s still perfect, aye?”

“Aye.” He said in agreement as he looked up at Megan. “Can… can I hold her before we go home?” Your smile grew as you took a step over to him.

“Be gentle.” Chibs said as he sat up a little protectively. You gave him a quick glance to shut him up as you helped guide your granddaughter to Kellan’s chest. You crouched down in front of him and hummed a laugh at how awkward he looked as Kerrianne took a photo for you. 

“She is perfect.” He said softly as he let Megan hold onto his finger. You could see the wheels turning in his head as he moved his head to look at her left ear. He looked back at her right ear and nodded the slightest bit. “OK. We can go now.” You nodded your head as you carefully took Megan back as Chibs grabbed the carseat for you.

“Le’s get our girl ‘ome.” You looked up at him with tears in your eyes and a plethora of emotions in your heart.

[spidderboy]

hi babe!!! my question is: what’s your favourite song currently? i’m always lookin for new tunes (hehe love you sweet angel🧡🧡🧡🧡)

it would have to be whenever by russ or like to be you by shawn mendes!!! (ahh ily2 alexis )

content: meh not my fandoms | very good | i like it | impressive | omg i luv

url:  i dont rlly get it | very good | i like it | impressive | OMG i luv

icon: who is that? | cute | i dig it | NoiCE | OMG i luv

desktop theme: meh | very good | i like it | so aesthetic | OMG i luv

mobile theme:  meh | very good | i like it | so aesthetic | OMG i luv

description: meh | very interesting | i can relate | NoiCE | OMG i luv

do i follow you: no | yes | i am now! | OBVIOUSLY I AM !

compliment: alexis okay you are such a sweet person, and your singing is also amazing!!!! 

mini playlist:

party favor by billie eilish, before it all went wrong by luvu & hopeless by halsey

want one?

[anderstarblaine]

The One with the Skirmish || Seblaine

Date: March 24th, 2017

Location: Baby Grand NYC and Seblaine’s Apartment.

Who: Blaine Anderson & Sebastian Smythe

Notes: Blaine is bummed about not performing or being in the spotlight in a while so Sebastian takes him out to karaoke night at a bar in hopes to cheer him up. They encounter Kurt while at the bar and words are exchanged, leading to a scare.

skir·mishˈ /skərmiSH/ noun

1.an episode of irregular or unpremeditated fighting, especially between small or outlying parts of armies or fleets. synonyms: fight, battle, clash, conflict, encounter, engagement, fray, combat "the unit was caught up in a skirmish"

verb

1.engage in a skirmish."reports of skirmishing along the border" synonyms: fight, (do) battle with, engage with, close with, combat, clash with "they skirmished with enemy soldiers"

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Sebastian Smythe:

It had been a long time since Sebastian had been in the limelight. As a Warbler and egomaniac, Sebastian always appreciated being front and center with all eyes on him. He liked the way being in the Warblers made him feel and he knew all those feelings were felt a hundredfold in Blaine’s shoes. Blaine was born to perform and he noticed his boyfriend become a little withdrawn and down-in-the-dumps when the only one who had recently enjoyed his voice was himself and the showerhead. Sebastian suggested they go out to a bar-- just the two of them-- and have a little fun on karaoke night. He even brushed up on a little choreography that Blaine wanted to do onstage whenever they would sing a duet.

Sebastian found the perfect little place for the two of them to sing; a small bar found in Lower Manhattan, near Little Italy. The place would be intimate enough that he and Blaine could enjoy quality time together despite other patrons present. He debated whether they should sing “Uptown Girl” for old-time’s sake; Blaine was the type to melt at the feeling of nostalgia.

Before they left for the karaoke bar, Sebastian checked himself out in his full-sized mirror. He was sharply dressed-- well-fit black jeans coupled with an azure dress shirt-- but he knew he was missing something. The top button below his collar undone, he upturned the collar and grinned to himself. Throughout high school and college, he wore polos and favored popping the collar. When he moved on and got a job, however, he had to stop to appear professional. Sometimes he wondered if he should bring back the look. When Blaine emerged from the bathroom from fixing his hair, Sebastian turned to him and waggled his eyebrows. “Looks good, hm?” He asked, gesturing to his popped collar. “Remember when I used to wear my shirts like this?”

Blaine Anderson:

It had been a little while since Blaine had come to a halt with auditioning for anything Broadway or Off-Broadway related and it had been even longer since he had sang just for fun and he missed it. He missed just getting up on a stage and feeling whatever music he chose, closing his eyes and just letting go. Blaine always felt the most himself and most alive when he was on a stage-- even more alive than when he was Nightbird-- so when Sebastian suggested they go out for a karaoke night he was really looking forward to it.

He felt excited as he got dressed for the evening, going through his list of favorite songs in his mind as he donned one of his short-sleeved button-ups, tucking it into his favorite pair of red chinos and finishing off his look with a sheet music bow-tie.  After he was all dressed and he fixed his hair, he exited the bathroom. Blaine walked into the bedroom, adjusting his bow tie as his eyes went over his boyfriend who was standing in front of their big mirror, a smile tugged at his mouth. "Mmm, look at you." He said as he got close to Sebastian, chuckling softly as he bragged about his popped collar. "You look so handsome, babe." Blaine crinkled his nose as he reached up to Sebastian's collar, tugging it up gently. "You still insist on this popped-collar business, huh?" He tried his best to hide his half-grimace through a smile. Even though it went all through him when Sebastian wore his collar that way he was just too cute to reprimand for his poor fashion choices because despite them he was still extremely attractive. Shaking his head gently, he chuckled once more before tugging the taller closer by his collar and pressing a kiss to his lips.

"So, this place we're going to tonight, have you been before?" He asked as they made their way out of the apartment and downstairs to catch a cab. Judging by Sebastian's description of the place he had assumed he'd been there before but he was still curious, excited to try a new place. As they stepped out onto the sidewalk, Blaine showed his cab-catching skills once again by slipping the tip of his fingers in his mouth and whistling so loud that it echoed through the busy street. A smug smile settled on his face when not one, but two cabs stopped for him. He walked over to one of them, waving the other off politely before opening the door for Sebastian.

Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian knew even though Blaine tried his best to compliment him, he wasn’t digging the upturned collar. He knew it was an outdated look and even then it kind of made Sebastian look like an asshole. Before they left for the bar, Sebastian decided against the upturned collar, knowing he looked better without it. It wouldn’t be good if it looked like Blaine was dating a sleazebag; he didn’t want anyone trying to steal him away while they were at the bar.

“I haven’t actually been there before but I heard about this place from a co-worker and when I checked it out online, it had some pretty good reviews.” Sebastian replied to Blaine’s question. It was true that his opinion of the karaoke bar was purely based on word of mouth and whatever he’d found online but it seemed much more promising than the previous bar they’d visited. “It’s got four stars on Yelp and lots of people on there say it’s got great cocktails.” When they got downstairs, Sebastian pulled out his phone to show Blaine pictures. There was a lighted marquee sign above the bar that read, “Baby Grand”. He knew the atmosphere and aesthetic was right up Blaine’s alley.

A grin pulled at his lips when Blaine hailed for a cab, both impressed and slightly aroused at how much the man had mastered that art. “You’re extremely hot, y’know that?” He told Blaine as they got into the cab. “I don’t think I’ve ever met any New Yorker that can call a cab as well as you can.” Sebastian rattled off the address to the driver, who luckily was familiar with the bar and knew the shortest route off the top of his head.

It wasn’t a long drive to the club and when they arrived, Sebastian was a tad taken aback at how small the place was. Standing at less than 250 square feet, Sebastian wasn’t even sure they could actually fit an entire baby grand piano in the joint. Once they entered, they were face-to-face with the bar and the handful of patrons inside. It was only a few people short of becoming a full house, giving the impression that Sebastian made the right choice by arriving early. It was only a little past nine in the evening when they arrived. “Jeez, I didn’t realize how tiny this place was gonna be…” Sebastian grumbled to Blaine, slightly unhappy at the tight quarters. Before either could decide whether it was worth it to stay or find another bar, the bartender greeted the two of them cheerfully, ushering them to a tiny, open space at the bar.

“You two cuties lookin’ to do a little singing tonight?” The bartender, an older woman, asked the two men. She pulled out a binder marked “songlist” from under the bar and handed it to them with a wink of the eye. She seemed friendly and looking at the drink menu set in front of them, it was obvious why exactly this tiny little bar was so popular among locals. “The queue gets pretty long if you don’t hurry; what can I start you two off with to drink?”

Sebastian told Blaine that it was his treat tonight; he would pay for the drinks and whatever songs they decided to sing tonight, noting that the drink prices displayed were on the steeper side. It made sense that such a small place with very little foot traffic demanded a higher price for drinks but he hoped that at least part of it had to do with the quality of the drink. Knowing that alcohol did nothing to him anymore because of his heightened metabolism-- not to mention his useless neurologist had instructed he avoid alcohol until they could better understand the cause of his seizures-- Sebastian decided on a virgin Mojito.

“Do you know what you want to sing?” He asked, looking over to the little nook where the small karaoke machine sat. There was already someone singing along to Bryan Adams’ Cuts Like a Knife and a couple patrons seated along the opposite wall were singing along.

 Blaine Anderson:

Blaine only nodded when Sebastian spoke of the karaoke bar. He trusted his boyfriend's judgment when it came to them going out, even though their last outing to a bar didn't go very well. He still wanted to give Sebastian the benefit of the doubt. And the pictures looked promising even though the place looked small, he was excited to experience something new with Sebastian. Blaine chuckled at Sebastian's compliment when they were seated in the cab, shrugging with a grin. "Well, what can I say? I'm a true New Yorker." He crinkled his nose.

When they arrived at Baby Grand, Blaine raised his eyebrows at the place when he saw how tiny the place really was. It was a tad jarring. When they stepped inside, it didn't take much time to look around and take in the entirety of their surroundings. Blaine could tell when he glanced up at the taller that he wasn't exactly thrilled with how the new place turned out to be, he took his hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. "Hey, don't grumble." He smiled sweetly at his boyfriend, shaking his head. "It's adorable. I like it." Blaine bit his lip as he looked around, observing the crowd, noting the mix of people their age and slightly older. It seemed like a decent enough place, he was certainly up for trying out the new place even though Sebastian seemed disappointed but he wouldn't make the taller stay if he really didn't want to. That was until the woman from the bar approached them and showed them the way to the only open space left at the bar, giving them the book of songs.

Blaine gave her his most polite, charming smile and thanking her for the help he ordered one of the club’s specialty drinks-- something with fruity flavors and rum. "We'll just sing one or two songs and then if we don't wanna stay we can find another karaoke bar- we can karaoke bar hop tonight if you want." He pressed his lips to Sebastian's cheek, slipping his arm around Sebastian's waist to lean into him as they looked at the list of songs in front of them. "Hmm," Blaine hummed, letting his pointer finger follow his eyes down the list before stopping on the song that caught his eye. "Oh, this one! You know that one, right?" He asked, his finger tapping the words Everything Has Changed by Taylor Swift Ft. Ed Sheeran. Blaine had loved that song since it came out; it always made him think of Sebastian and he even had a deeper fondness for it now that they were together.

Blaine wrote down their name on the list of performers to secure their spot, glancing at the list again to see what else was on it. "Do you just wanna do the one or do you wanna sign up for two? There are enough slots open still right now."

 Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian almost felt like he should apologize since the bar was not what either of them expected. It seemed that even though the place was small, Blaine was making the most of their little adventure. He grinned excitedly at the suggestion of them going bar hopping; maybe they would find an amazing bar to frequent in the future. He hummed softly, a low thrumming in his chest as Blaine scooted closer as they perused through the song list together. He recognized songs throughout the pages but nothing really jumped out at him. Instead he relished in being close to his boyfriend and enjoyed the fact that they were on this date together.

When Blaine picked out a song for the two of them to sing, Sebastian nodded as he recognized the title. “Yes, I definitely know that one.” He knew the song well; while Blaine probably knew more Taylor Swift songs than him, Sebastian was probably more familiar with Ed Sheeran. Their collaborated song and its lyrics were something he’d attributed to Blaine though that was also true for many love songs. “Let’s just do the one for now and see how we like this place after we’ve had a few drinks.” He pointed to a flyer that advertised the bar’s “fortune cookie-oke” where anyone could buy a fortune cookie stuffed with the name of a random song. “We could do that. I also like the idea of going bar hopping; We can sing ‘til the sun comes up, killer.”

The bartender returned shortly with their drinks and made sure to enter the selected song into the queue. Sebastian handed off a few bills to pay for their drinks and the song. “To us,” he clinked glasses with his boyfriend. After a few more people sang, the bar began receiving a little more foot traffic and soon every seat at the bar and opposite wall were filled. People still filtered in and ordered drinks even if they couldn't sit. By then Sebastian had completely forgotten how tiny the little place felt, paying attention only to Blaine as they spoke and chatted animatedly about whatever happened to come up-- with them it seemed there wasn't ever a boring topic discussed. Before either of them knew it, their song was next.

Walking up to the karaoke machine, Sebastian handed off one of the microphones to his boyfriend. The patrons had their eyes on both of them, watching expectantly as the music started. Sebastian glanced over at Blaine with a smug look on his face, knowing that the bar had no idea how much talent was packed between them. Blaine had the first verse to himself which gave Sebastian some time to just watch his boyfriend perform. He watched with a proud look on his face, smiling brightly whenever Blaine turned to look his way.

Soon it was Sebastian’s turn to sing and he joined in, harmonizing with Blaine’s voice. As expected, their voices sounded sexy together and it was a damn shame they had waited this long to perform together. After the first chorus, Sebastian took the lead with the next verse. Though somewhat unpracticed, his voice still rang out bright and clear.

And all my walls stood tall painted blue And I'll take them down, take them down and open up the door for you

As they both sang to each other and Sebastian thrived in the feeling of being in the spotlight and finally singing a duet with Blaine, neither noticed that someone familiar had walked into the bar. Instead, Sebastian noticed that people were actively engaged in their performance, some even taking pictures or videos of them singing.

 Blaine Anderson:

Blaine grinned when Sebastian agreed to his song choice, agreeing to the idea of just singing the one song and maybe splitting to go to a different bar. He definitely liked the idea of spending the night out with Sebastian exploring their city and maybe finding some place they could frequent to call their place. "To us." He parroted Sebastian's words as their glasses clinked, taking a generous sip of his drink, humming in satisfaction that the drink was definitely very well made and tasty-- worth the price.

He was having a really great time with Sebastian as they hung out together,  talking about everything and nothing all at once. They stayed close together in the cramped establishment, though it didn't seem so terribly small once they were in their own little world together.  The time was flying by, sharing laughs and comments about the singers ahead of them when they would watch or listen to whoever was performing.  By the time it was finally their turn to sing, Blaine's drink was empty and he was even more excited and relaxed at the same time.

Blaine took the microphone as Sebastian handed it over, an excited grin spreading across his face as they shared a glance. The excitement from being on the stage-- even if it was extremely tiny-- caused Blaine’s stomach to do flips. He felt nervous considering it had been awhile since he had sung anything in front of anyone that wasn’t on the casting committee of a show, but it was because of that very reason that he felt confident at the same time. Singing in front of a crowd just for fun felt so good; it gave him life and when the music started he could feel it begin to run through his veins, though his entire body. As he softly sang out the first few words of the song, he looked over at Sebastian and couldn’t help the smile that appeared on his face.

It also felt great to finally be singing with Sebastian, especially this song that he had always secretly kept to himself as their song. The emotions that he felt in that moment were almost overwhelming as their voices melted together to sing.

'Cause all I know is we said, "Hello." And your eyes look like coming home All I know is a simple name Everything has changed All I know is you held the door You'll be mine and I'll be yours All I know since yesterday is everything has changed

Blaine gravitated closer to Sebastian as they sang, gently running his fingertips down his forearm to lace their fingers together. Once again they somehow managed to block out everything else in the world and it was only the two of them singing their hearts out to one another in their own little world. Moments like that were the moments when he really allowed himself to feel the things he felt for Sebastian and he was definitely head over heels for the man. It wasn’t until the song came to an end when the audience started clapping and cheering for them, that he snapped out of it. He grinned and giggled softly, taking a bow before clapping for Sebastian. He was so wrapped up in the moment that he almost didn’t notice the woman from the bar earlier waving his way from the side of the stage closest to the bar with something in her hand. “They love you. You already have a song request, cutie!” She smiled brightly at him, handing him a fortune cookie. He recognized it right away from the flyer Sebastian had pointed out before.

His brow furrowed slightly and he chuckled. “Oh, wow, really? For me?” Blaine glanced at Sebastian with a shrug before opening it up. “Someone has given me a cookie-oke and let’s see..” He spoke in the microphone before breaking it open to reveal the piece of paper. The name of the song made his stomach churn slowly, his smile faltering. “Teenage Dream.” Blaine exhaled, chuckling nervously as he glanced at the audience before looking at Sebastian, scrunching his face a little and shaking his head. He didn’t want to hear that song ever again much less sing it; it was too close to Kurt and he didn’t want to put himself or Sebastian through the horribly uncomfortable three minutes and forty-seven seconds it would take to choke out that song. “I-I...I don’t really know that one too well. I wouldn’t feel comfortable.” He cleared his throat, his cheeks flushing a little at the awkwardness he felt so suddenly. “Maybe someone else--”

“Aw, c’mon Blaine!” He was interrupted by a very recognizable voice in the crowd that made his stomach drop and the color drain from his face. “You could sing that song in your sleep. You can do it! Woo!” Kurt cheered for him, clapping his hands together.

Blaine found Kurt in the tiny sea of people, making eye contact with him just long enough to cause a wave of nausea to hit him before he looked to Sebastian. All of a sudden he really wasn’t feeling the bar anymore and he wished it hadn’t been so tiny. There wasn’t much room for an escape when the place was so tiny-- meaning he would have to face his soon-to-be ex-husband.

 Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian had thoroughly enjoyed himself onstage, allowing himself to be fully submersed into the performance. He followed the other’s lead and pulled him closer-- the two of them just standing and looking lovingly into each other’s eyes. Their strong bond was obviously displayed for everyone to see and anyone who even just glimpsed at them could tell they were a close couple. It wasn’t until after the song finished and the applause from the bar broke Sebastian out of the spell that was Blaine Anderson. He clapped for Blaine and took a bow himself, the two of them true performers. When Blaine had been called to the side of the stage, Sebastian followed closely and one of the patrons asked him if they were professional singers. Though it was within Sebastian’s automatic response to gloat, he shook his head and modestly corrected her. “Not me; this guy will be one day soon, though,” he told the patron before pointing to his boyfriend.

When he looked over at Blaine, Sebastian noticed that he was holding one of those fortune “cookie-oke” things and a proud feeling filled his chest. It seemed Blaine’s fan club had its newest member. He looked over Blaine’s shoulder and watched as he broke open the cookie. He read the title of the song before Blaine even uttered it out loud. Sebastian had heard many things about this song. It was a song that Blaine once held very close to his heart and it had meant a lot to him. The song was forever tarnished because of one Kurt Hummel.

Sebastian spun around and scanned the bar for a familiar face as Blaine tried to politely decline to sing. As soon as he locked eyes with who he was looking for, he saw red. Kurt was pushing through the crowd of people and encouraged Blaine to sing the song, very clearly using the song against him. Without hesitation, Sebastian searched for his boyfriend’s hand and once he had it firmly in his hold, he pulled him in the direction of the exit. Even if they had to barrel right through Kurt, he wasn’t planning on letting the little weasel subject Blaine to this.

“You’ve sung that song more times than I can count,” Kurt stated, as the couple tried to move past him. Sebastian stopped in his tracks and grit his teeth as he glared at the shorter man, all of his negative feelings for him bubbling to the surface. Kurt was well-dressed for a night out and held himself in a way that just screamed “holier-than-thou”.

“Haven’t you already put Blaine through enough?!” Sebastian shot back, getting in Kurt’s face. He made sure to put himself directly in front of Blaine, wanting to shield him away. “You and I both know exactly what that song means and you’re an asshole for even suggesting he sing it.”

Kurt scoffed and an amused smile worked its way onto his face as he loosely crossed his arms over his chest. “That song is the cornerstone of mine and Blaine’s entire relationship and he’s sung it to me many times-- Even on our wedding night.” It seemed to please Kurt that from his perspective he was the one that married Blaine, not Sebastian. “And last time I checked, Sebastian: Blaine’s still my husband.”

“Yeah, some husband you are,” Sebastian shook his head and looked behind Kurt at the older man who was apparently accompanying him. “And who the fuck is this? The guy you’ve been cheating on Blaine with for the better part of a year?” The older man was as sharply dressed as Kurt, and Sebastian’s couldn’t help but notice the expensive gold watch donning the man’s wrist. The unnamed man just stared blankly at Sebastian, as if he was in no position to comment or that he couldn’t be bothered to address Sebastian’s questions. “Blaine might still be married to you but that’s just a legality at this point. If he’s your husband why is all of his stuff at my place and why does he sleep in my bed with me?”

At that point, Kurt’s expression changed and he frowned as if Sebastian’s last comment actually bothered him. He looked past the taller man, searching for his husband’s eyes. “Blaine, this is why you’ll never make it-- this mentality you have that keeps low-class company like this one here is what’s holding you back.” He looked away from Blaine to sneer at Sebastian, “But I should’ve known as soon as you left that he’d come swooping in to steal you away-- as if he hasn’t been waiting since high school for this to happen. Pathetic.”

 Blaine Anderson:

When Sebastian took Blaine's hand he held it tightly, letting him lead through the crowd. He didn't want to do this; he didn't want to see Kurt or talk to him. He had been avoiding him for a reason and he wanted nothing to do with any kind of conversation that Kurt had in mind for them. Blaine kept his eyes down as he followed Sebastian towards the exit, taking a deep breath to calm himself a little, hoping they could escape without any words exchanged but unfortunately Kurt just had to step in their way and say something else and Sebastian couldn't let it go unaddressed.

Blaine crossed his arms as Sebastian stood in front of him, feeling guilty that he felt like curling into himself rather than fighting his own battle. He only lifted his head after Sebastian spoke and Kurt spat back his own sass. He knew Sebastian would only get angrier as the exchange continued and he knew that Kurt wasn't going to be the bigger person; he was going to provoke them until he got the satisfaction of ruining their night even further. "Seb," He placed his hand on his boyfriend's arm, about to tell him to just ignore Kurt but he bit his tongue when Kurt threw the word husband into the conversation as if it meant anything anymore.

Blaine's forehead wrinkled as he looked at Kurt, listening to the words that he continued to spit at Sebastian, it was like he didn't even recognize him anymore. His eyes glanced to the guy standing behind Kurt, giving him a once-over and taking note of his appearance.  The guy was nice-looking, and judging by the way he was dressed he was obviously much wealthier than Blaine. Blaine figured that's where Kurt had been getting the money to pitch in for bills when they were still living together. It made him sick to his stomach to think of Kurt and that guy having sex just for Kurt to come home to Blaine and fight with him as if he was the one in their marriage that was screwing everything up. He tried his best to avoid eye contact with his almost-ex-husband but when he insulted Sebastian, Blaine locked eyes with him.

"You are truly something else, Kurt." Blaine said, stepping out from behind Sebastian, crossing his arms and shaking his head. "I can't believe you can be so petty after all that we have been through." His voice shook slightly, attempting to keep himself from getting too upset. He knew if he got upset enough he would begin to cry and no one-- especially Kurt-- would take him seriously. "For your information, Sebastian was there for me when you weren't. You know, while you were having sex with-- Who are you?" He asked, looking towards the older man behind Kurt. "Is he someone's grandfather? Who is he even? Did you meet him at one of your old folk's home excursions?" Blaine was surprised at his words but he didn't back down, allowing himself to feel the frustration and negative feelings he was earlier trying to suppress. "It doesn't make any sense to insult Sebastian for holding me back when literally I have only been with him for a couple of months-- where as I was with you the entire time I was trying to make it-- so you just insulted yourself."

Kurt raised his eyebrows at Blaine's remark, clearly offended by the snarky dig. Crossing his own arms he scoffed. "I see you've had quite the impression on my husband, Smythe." He looked at Blaine, shaking his head. "Look at how he's changed you already: singing in dive bars, picking fights in said bars. Not very classy, Blainey."

"You don't get to call me that anymore; you lost your right the moment you decided to have sex with someone else." Blaine bit back, glancing between the two men in front of him, a confused expression scrunching his face. "What is wrong with you anyway? " His question was directed towards Kurt's man-friend before turning his attention to Kurt again. "Does it not bother him that you still call me your husband? Or that you won't just sign the divorce papers? It doesn't make any sense. I didn't pick a fight in a bar; are you crazy?" He was genuinely confused by what was going on. He chuckled softly, uncrossing his arms and rubbing his face.

"He understands my situation and we have an ‘open-ish’ relationship. It's not a big deal,"  Kurt's forehead wrinkled. "Blaine, I wasn't going to sign anything until we talked." He sighed, reaching to take Blaine's wrist gently, attempting to capture his attention enough to make him focus on just him. "We haven't spoken since you left and all of a sudden I'm being served divorce papers and Santana and Sam are in my apartment taking your stuff? Was I really expected to just quietly sign the papers and let you go without any kind of fight? Honey, come on." Kurt put on his best performance, his voice was soft and probably would have been convincing for someone who didn't know the types of games he played. "We've been through so much together, you just want to throw it away? You know he's just going to leave you." He whispered the last sentence softer than his previous words.

Blaine's honey eyes were cast down to the floor as Kurt had a hold of his wrist, the words coming out of his mouth swirling around his head.  He didn't like the way Kurt spoke to him, it made him feel insecure and tense-- very reminiscent of the fights they would have when Kurt would manipulate Blaine into feeling guilty for whatever it was they were fighting about even if it wasn't his fault. The familiar guilty feeling started to creep in on him and it made his eyes begin to burn with tears, only making him feel more frustrated that Kurt still had any effect on him whatsoever. He closed his eyes tightly, taking a second to attempt and pull his thoughts together before he shook his head. "N-no. I just...why can't you just sign the papers and leave it? You are the one who decided to ruin our marriage. I tried so hard to keep it together, to fix it -- why can't you just sign the papers and leave me alone. Why does it feel like your one mission in life is to make sure I am always unhappy?"

 Sebastian Smythe:

While Blaine snapped at Kurt and told him off, Sebastian had his eyes trained on the latter with a deadly look in his eye. He was fuming at the fact that the man standing in front of him had the gall to point his finger at Blaine and blame him for a number of things when he was the one being unfaithful. When Kurt reached out to his husband and gently grabbed his wrist, the physical contact had Sebastian balling his fists at his sides. It felt like his body trembled with rage. He saw the way Blaine immediately shrank back it took everything in him not to punch Kurt square in the jaw.

Kurt looked hurt from what Blaine had said to him and he shook his head, a look of desperation across his face. “Blaine, I don’t want to make you unhappy--” he argued in an attempt to defend himself. Before Kurt could say anything further, Sebastian stepped in and pushed the two apart, severing Kurt’s hold on his boyfriend.

“Back off, Hummel.” Sebastian all but snarled, taking a step closer, well within Kurt’s personal space. “You don’t know Blaine and you don’t know me. I’m not going to be anything like you,” he jabbed his finger into Kurt’s chest, “I’m not going to leave Blaine! See, unlike you, I actually love Blaine.”

“As if you have even the slightest what love actually looks like.” Kurt slapped away Sebastian’s hand and scoffed. He copied Sebastian and took a step forward himself, causing the taller to step back. It was very clear that Sebastian hadn’t intimidated him and had every intention to stand his ground. “I’m not afraid of you, Smythe. I don’t know what crazy things you did or said to Blaine to get him thinking you’ve changed but I see right through you-- you haven’t changed one bit since high school; you’re still the same sleazy, evil bully you’ve always been. You don’t deserve Blaine.”

That last statement caused Sebastian to falter, uncertain of how to reply. All he knew was Kurt no longer had any place to say anything about Blaine. “Listen, asshole--” Sebastian had meant to take another step forward to intimidate Kurt but instead he lost his balance and staggered back, swaying enough that he reached out for something to grasp onto to steady himself. Amidst his rage, he had not noticed the fact that he was feeling light-headed-- outright dizzy, even. He shook his head and he could practically feel Blaine’s worried eyes boring through him even without looking in his direction. “Fuck...” His mind blanked and he suddenly forgot what he was about to say or even how to say it as he nearly fell back and suddenly felt Blaine’s hand shooting out and grabbing hold to steady him. He blinked and stuttered over his words, probably looking like an idiot.

“Look at you-- You’re an angry, drunk mess! Real classy.” Kurt looked from Sebastian to Blaine, as if trying to reason with his husband. “Blaine, you can’t possibly be serious about him; this is just some sick, messed-up way to get back at me, right?”

Blaine Anderson:

Blaine noticed the way Kurt’s words affected Sebastian, the guilt inside of him growing into a bigger ball in his stomach. He felt awful for subjecting his boyfriend to this torment; he already knew how insecurities caused Sebastian to doubt their relationship, he didn't need Kurt in his face saying the very thing the taller feared every day.

He sniffled back the tears that had built up, shaking his head and frowning as he looked at Kurt. He was just about to add to their heated exchange when he glanced towards Sebastian as he staggered back. Blaine’s heart jumped into his throat and his stomach twisted. All of a sudden nothing else mattered but Sebastian. “Babe, whoa… Hey--” He firmly grasped his arm enough to make sure if he happened to fall over, Blaine could catch him. “Are you okay?” He asked stupidly, knowing that he wasn't. The first thought that came to him was that Sebastian was getting too angry and he was going to have another seizure-- right there on the floor of the bar. He had to get him out of there and away from Kurt; he needed to calm him down. “C’mere,” Blaine slipped his arm around the taller’s waist. It was probably a good time to leave anyway considering their argument had gained attention and it looked like they were about to be thrown out anyway.

“Oh, please, Blaine. You are--” Kurt began, but before he could finish, the shorter snapped at him.

“No, Kurt.” He said, his voice an octave higher and clearly angrier than before. Blaine's face was dead serious and not having it. His expression and voice clearly came as a surprise to Kurt as he jumped slightly as if startled. “You don't know anything.” That was the last thing he said before giving his boyfriend his full attention. “C’mon Seb.” He guided Sebastian out of the karaoke bar and walked him just a little way down to a nearby bench. “Sit, sit.” He ushered the taller to sit down, sitting with him. He placed his hands on each side of Sebastian's cheeks, making him look at him. “Hey, look at me.”

Blaine spoke in a soft voice to the other, gazing at him worriedly and yet focused with his honey eyes. He was scared to death of Sebastian having another seizure but he knew he had to hold himself together the best he could so he could calm his boyfriend down. “It's okay, calm down, okay?” He could still feel the heat from Sebastian's anger radiating from his cheeks as he caressed them gently with his thumbs. “Don't let him get to you; don't listen to him. He doesn't know anything. Just take a deep breath-- c'mon, breathe with me.” Blaine gazed into Sebastian's eyes and took a deep breath, nodding for the other to follow his actions, trying to calm himself down as well as he could feel his own hands trembling.

 Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian still had a lot to say to Kurt but suddenly Blaine was leading him out of the bar. Even with Blaine’s arm around his waist, he couldn’t walk straight and he nearly tripped. With Kurt no longer in his line of sight, Sebastian became very aware that there was something off about his surroundings. His entire body buzzed and he couldn’t seem to think straight-- all he knew was that he was angry at Kurt. He had barely heard what his boyfriend had said to him in the bar and it wasn’t until they sat down and he was staring into Blaine’s eyes that he realized he should be listening. He felt Blaine’s icy cold hands against his cheeks and realized it wasn’t that Blaine’s hands were cold but that his face was red hot. 

“Bl-Blaine, I’m fine,” he protested, still obviously worked up. “I just-- I just lost my footing, I’m fine. I probably just drank too much.” He tried to insist to Blaine that he was fine but in truth his head was spinning even from just sitting still on the bench. Kurt’s words echoed in his head loud enough to drown out any voice of reason coming from Blaine. He thought about how Kurt called him out on being a bully and for being unsuitable for Blaine. They were Sebastian’s own dark thoughts that plagued him for a long time, spoken out loud. It made Sebastian feel unworthy and he hated that those words came from Kurt Hummel. Usually, Kurt’s words would just roll off his back without a second thought but not this time. “I want to go back and tell Kurt--”

Something interrupted Sebastian: a tickling sensation that ran from his nose and down and over his lips. He instinctively wiped the underside of his nose, discovering a deep red staining his fingers. “... Fuck,” he swore as he pulled away from Blaine to wipe at his bloody nose, this time with his sleeve. The color was especially contrasted against his light blue shirt. This was just like the last time he fought with Nightbird-- a sudden, onset bloody nose with no discernable cause. He leaned back against the back of the bench and tilted his head back. The coppery taste of blood flooded his mouth as it ran down the back of his throat. He wasn’t sure what he was going to tell Blaine; this wasn’t the first time he had a nosebleed for no reason but it was the first time he had one in front of him.

 Blaine Anderson:

Blaine shook his head, closing his eyes, about to protest Sebastian going back and saying anything more to Kurt at all. He wasn't worth the obvious heightening of his blood pressure and whatever words Sebastian had left to say to Kurt were definitely not worth the seizure he may or may not have. "No--" When he opened his eyes, he stopped talking, the worry that was building only tying itself into a bigger, heavier knot in his stomach. When Sebastian pulled away to wipe the blood that was dripping from his nose,  Blaine shook his head again. "Oh-oh my god, Sebastian." He lifted up on the bench just enough to reach into his back pocket and pull out his handkerchief.

"Babe, this is not from drinking too much." He said with a skeptical tone, wrinkling his forehead as he placed the cloth against the other's nose gently. "You only had one--" He remembered back to when they ordered their drinks and he furrowed his brow even further. "And it was a virgin. No." Blaine knew better than to think this was because of the non-alcoholic beverage his boyfriend consumed. He knew in his gut that the nosebleed had to be connected to the seizure somehow.

For a brief moment he thought it odd that this was the second time he'd been with someone whose nose was bleeding-- though with The Flash he had assumed it was because the superhero's own power caused his own nosebleed when Nightbird used The Flash's lightning against him. But still, the memory crossed his mind in that moment.

"You're dizzy-- just like when you had a seizure." His voice shook even though it was clear he was doing everything in his power to stay calm enough to handle the situation. It was weird to him, the way he reacted when things went wrong with Sebastian. When he was Nightbird, he knew how to handle situations with little to no emotion-- he had even saved Kurt once from a mugger in an alleyway as Nightbird and he didn't bat an eye. He was trained by his mother on how to handle himself in a crisis and the always seemed to falter when Sebastian was involved. It scared him because that meant Sebastian was his weakness- it even further solidified the fact that Sebastian could never know he was Nightbird, and no one could ever know Sebastian meant anything to Nightbird. Blaine feared any situation where Nightbird might have to step in to rescue Sebastian because he didn't know how he would react to it.

"Just… Just please calm down." He said, using the handkerchief to wipe away a little bit of the blood that trickled towards the taller's lip. Blaine tried his best to mask the fact that he was shaking internally because he was terrified of what this bloody nose might mean. He knew Sebastian and he knew his nose didn’t just bleed for no reason-- he didn’t have seizures for no reason. He also tried his best to keep the dark thoughts he’d had the last time away from his mind. Sebastian was still clearly upset about the heated exchange with Kurt and he needed him to calm down first and foremost. "Take another deep breath." He paused briefly to take a deep breath with the other. "I-I think we should call the hospital or your doctor-- m-maybe we should even take you to the doctor. Do...do you still feel dizzy?"

 Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian did as he was told, sucking in a deep breath through his mouth and exhaling slowly. He kept the offered handkerchief pressed to his nose but he knew it might not be enough before his nose decided to stop bleeding. He realized that he was scaring Blaine and that was enough for him to shift his anger for Kurt away, exchanging the emotion for concern for Blaine’s mental health. It wasn’t good for Sebastian to continue scaring him with these symptoms without anyone-- including his own doctor-- to provide answers.

“I’m fine,” Sebastian repeated, this time his voice was much calmer. He looked at Blaine and reached out with his non-bloodied hand to take hold of Blaine’s shaky hand. “Babe. I promise, I’m fine.” He tried to insist and knew he would need a little more to convince the other. “This isn’t my first bloody nose. I had another when I was feeling dizzy-- once at work-- and I called my doctor then. He said it sometimes happens for people that have seizures.” It was a white lie and Sebastian hoped Blaine wouldn’t do anymore research to prove it was something more concerning. He was taking a risk by revealing the fact that he’d had a bloody nose before but he’d rather have Blaine angry with him for not telling him than worried about him having another seizure. “I didn’t tell you the day it happened because I didn’t want you to worry. I’ll go to a doctor if it’ll make you feel better but I don’t need to. I’m not going to have a seizure-- I promise I’m fine.”

Saying the words “I’m fine” so many times made the man question it to himself because he’d said it so often that even he was beginning to doubt himself. The last time he had a bloody nose he was in a full-on physical brawl with a superhero but tonight all it took was one heated conversation in a bar. It was very clear his symptoms were unrelenting and might even be worsening.

He bit his lip when he realized he’d avoided Blaine’s last question because if he were truthful, he did feel dizzy and he wasn’t even sure he would’ve been able to stand on his own without tripping again. Now that he was calming down, Sebastian hoped his dizziness and bloody nose would go away. Pulling away the handkerchief after wiping away any excess blood still on his upper lip, it seemed his nose was still bleeding but the flow had slowed considerably.

“Let’s just go; don’t let Kurt or me or anything else ruin our night tonight. We can wait for my nose to stop bleeding and we’ll go to another karaoke bar.” Sebastian had hoped that despite the now bleak atmosphere both he and Kurt had created for Blaine, he could continue on with the night as if nothing had happened. He still felt guilty about their last outing and he didn’t want this one to be ruined as well.

 Blaine Anderson:

Blaine furrowed his brow when Sebastian admitted to having a nosebleed one other time, the concerned feeling only worsening. He'd hit the point of worry that would cause him now to feel a bit nauseated. He attempted to swallow the feeling- he could let his feelings out some other way later on after Sebastian was taken care of and definitely okay. Shaking his head, confused, Blaine asked, "What? Why didn't you tell me? You only called him? Why didn't you at least go see him? What if something else is wrong?" His voice was thick and slightly shaky, his eyes glossed over with a thin layer of moisture.

"Sebastian..." Blaine sighed heavily before the taller spoke up again about going to another bar, his expression falling from concern to looking at Sebastian as if he were crazy. "Uh- are you joking? No, we're not going to another bar." Blaine shook his head once more. "We're either going to the doctor or home-- although I'm strongly leaning towards the doctor unless you can convince me otherwise." He said, noticing that Sebastian's nose was bleeding a considerably less amount, it only calming him slightly. "What exactly did the doctor say?" Blaine asked, "Is it just normal for someone to randomly start having seizures and dizzy spells and bloody noses?"

As he heard the words come out of his mouth it only scared him further and his hands were trembling only a little bit harder-- hard enough he could feel it through his whole body but not quite hard enough to be considered full-on shaking. It wasn't normal and it wasn't something he was knowledgeable about. He had done research but unfortunately the internet was only helpful to a certain extent; it could be caused by so many different things and there was basically nothing he could do about it. The thought crossed his mind of somehow getting a blood sample to Santana. She was the smartest person that Blaine knew and he thought maybe if anyone could help figure out what was wrong with Sebastian maybe she could. But he had no idea how he would even go about it; it was too bad that Santana and Sebastian had met before or else she could disguise herself as an actual doctor and he could trick him.

The thought of tricking Sebastian made Blaine feel guilty but he thought if Sebastian's doctor wouldn't be helpful he would have to find another way to do everything he could to take care of Sebastian and help him.

Blaine sighed softly, looking up from Sebastian to the street, slipping his fingers in his mouth to whistle loudly to hail a cab from the bench they were seated on. "We're not going to another bar." He reiterated as a yellow taxi pulled up to the empty curb and stopped for them. He looked to his boyfriend again. "Home or the doctor. How are you feeling?" He was reluctant to give Sebastian a choice in the matter but he didn't exactly know how to handle this either-- he knew that sometimes going to the doctor for things like this was an overreaction according to some he'd learned from on the internet when he did his research. But he wasn't sure how to judge when it was needed or when it was an overreaction. "I don't know what to do here-- only you know how you feel. Please don't lie to me." His voice was gentle as he placed his hand on Sebastian's leg, caressing it soothingly as he looked to his boyfriend with the same concerned look, the wrinkle still deep in his forehead.

 Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian was at a loss for words, realizing he’d dug himself a mighty deep hole. It was obvious that Blaine was distressed and beyond worried for his boyfriend’s well-being and a complete lack of answers wasn’t helping. Sebastian’s doctor was just as baffled when he first came into the hospital after being struck by lightning and it was to be expected since his speed abilities made every test result irregular. As long as Sebastian had his abilities, the ordinary doctors at the ordinary hospital wouldn’t be able to correctly diagnose him. Even Professor Garrick and Doctor Snow had difficulties determining the cause of Sebastian’s seizure or why he had nosebleeds or bouts of dizziness despite his healing factor.

“I don’t need to go to the doctor. Blaine, it’s the middle of the night and this isn’t an emergency.” Sebastian took the handkerchief away from his nose and looked his boyfriend in the eye. He wanted the other to know he wasn’t worried about what was happening to him so Blaine shouldn’t be either. It wasn’t that he was being careless but that this wasn’t out of his depth and he could handle whatever it was that was happening to him. “I didn’t go to the doctor because it didn’t feel important at the time; I was dizzy and had a little nosebleed but then it stopped and I was fine-- no seizure. I called my doctor and I told him about the bloody nose and he said it’s not uncommon in those with epilepsy-- those that have a brain abnormality or seizures. He thinks all of this is most likely a product of the lightning strike since it’s all happened afterwards.” It didn’t feel good to lie to Blaine but he’d done his own share of research on the Internet and had two doctors that closely monitored his symptoms; the medical facts weren’t a lie. Though Sebastian wasn’t sure his condition could really be defined as epilepsy, the word had been said from his know-nothing neurologist before and it wasn’t a stretch. “After everything that happened, maybe I’m not… normal… anymore.” Sebastian tried to imply that his dizzy spells might reoccur in the future and the fact wasn’t alarming. He wanted to prepare Blaine that until Garrick and Snow could come up with a solution, his symptoms could continue.

With Blaine adamant about ending their night out, Sebastian knew he would need to relent. He knew he needed to be honest with his boyfriend. “I’m dizzy but I’ll feel better soon.” He told Blaine with confidence, motioning for him to get into the car. Sebastian pushed himself onto his feet and only swayed slightly. Though still unbalanced, he managed to find his footing. Once inside the car, he gave the driver the address to their home and gave his boyfriend a genuine look. “Look at me. I’m still me-- nothing’s going to happen to me.” He leaned over and brought his boyfriend into a tight hug. “I promise.”

 Blaine Anderson:

Blaine sighed heavily when he finally got Sebastian into the cab, the fact that he was still dizzy and walking with a bit of a sway didn't make him feel any better about not taking him to the doctor right away but he wanted to give Sebastian the benefit of the doubt, wanting to trust him. Once he was seated in the cab himself he looked at his boyfriend in the eyes, taking a deep shaky breath before giving him a soft smile and a weak nod. "O-okay," His voice was quiet as he hugged Sebastian back, holding him tight with his eyes closed. Blaine was actually more than happy to go home after the night they'd had, he felt so exhausted and he already knew he wouldn't be getting much sleep for worrying about Sebastian.

"I love you," Blaine whispered, turning his head to nuzzle it against the taller's neck, breathing him in for a moment. The memories of the night Sebastian had a seizure flashed through his mind and made his stomach churn. His hands were still trembling slightly, the memories doing nothing to calm him. He truly hoped that Sebastian’s sudden seizure-dizzy-spells-bloody-nose episodes were something they could figure out how to manage and get under control; it was so hard to see Sebastian go through this awful thing and it was hard on his own emotional health. Blaine took a soft breath before lifting his head, sniffling softly as he rested his head on Sebastian’s shoulder, sitting as close to his boyfriend as he possibly could, lacing their fingers together. He stayed quiet for a long moment, his mind racing with thoughts of the night and Sebastian’s health and all of the things that could be wrong and go wrong. He didn’t know how he was supposed to handle this situation- he felt very lost. He didn’t know the right and wrong things to do or say or even think. Blaine didn’t want to voice his darkest thoughts in fear that if he said them out loud they may come true.

He made note of when Sebastian got really angry he began to feel dizzy and his nose started bleeding, thinking it was related to stress and high blood pressure. That didn’t exactly fit with the lack of sleep theory he’d come up with, hoping that if he could just help him watch his sleeping habits they could avoid another seizure. Now all of these other reasons were piling up and it was heightening his anxiety. Thinking for a moment over the signs he’d noticed, he wondered what had happened the last time Sebastian had a nosebleed. “Hey,” He sniffled, lifting his head to look at the taller. “You said this happened before, right?” Blaine began, fiddling with Sebastian's hand in his own. “What...what happened to cause it, do you think? What happened that day?”

Sebastian Smythe:

“I love you too, Blaine,” Sebastian murmured quietly. The taxi ride home was quiet, neither of them speaking for a long while. It seemed the driver had been well-aware of the palpable tension between the couple, remaining silent as he kept his focus on the road. Sebastian was deftly aware that his boyfriend was emotionally shaken, both from their encounter with Kurt and it only worsening when Sebastian displayed worrying symptoms. Without saying anything or Blaine having said anything, Sebastian could immediately tell the other was thinking of the night only a couple of weeks ago. The experience had been traumatic for the both of them in different ways.

At night after Sebastian closed his eyes to sleep, the fears of him having another seizure scared him and sometimes kept him awake. It definitely helped that Blaine was right there in bed with him so he would often close his eyes and let himself be surrounded in his boyfriend’s presence until he eventually drifted off to sleep. Knowing that Blaine himself was already very worried for him, Sebastian chose to not share those fears and instead put up a brave face. It was easier for him to minimize the symptoms and his condition, knowing that in doing so he might reduce Blaine’s worries. He told himself doing so would prove helpful in the end.

Sebastian held onto Blaine’s hand, his thumb almost subconsciously drawing little circles into the top of the other’s palm. He tried his best to hide the bloodstains on his sleeves, wanting to keep as much of his condition out of sight and out of mind. When Blaine finally broke the silence and asked about the last time he had experienced a nosebleed, Sebastian frowned. He was now backed into a corner and had to lie to his boyfriend even further. It was the worst part about being a metahuman.

“I got into an argument,” Sebastian answered, staying as close to the truth as possible. “Things got a little heated and I probably yelled a little.” He remembered how he’d run away from Nightbird. “It just kind of happened in the middle of the argument and then I got dizzy; It honestly wasn’t that big of a deal but I let my doctor know. I didn’t tell you because I didn’t want you to worry.” He hoped Blaine wouldn’t be too mad that he’d kept this fact from him. He hoped that Blaine understood it was because he hadn’t wanted to cause unneeded stress and worry. “I was alright in the end that time and I’m alright now. I promise nothing’s going to happen so please don’t stress out, okay?” Sebastian’s tone of voice was calm and caring, his free hand coming up to twine around the nape of Blaine’s neck. Resting his forehead against Blaine’s, he let out a calming and even breath. “I promise.”

 Blaine Anderson:

Sighing softly, Blaine closed his eyes as Sebastian told him his recollections of the last time he had such a nosebleed, it further solidifying his high blood pressure and temper theory. He opened his eyes to look down at their hands, still fiddling with the taller’s fingers gently. “Okay, so, anger triggers it… Which means it’s probably blood pressure related. We need to keep your blood pressure down, maybe try counting to ten before blowing up at someone at work or an ex-husband.” Blaine said softly, nodding. “Maybe they can give you something for that? I don’t know... I’m not a doctor. I don’t know how this works but certainly there is something they can do so we don’t have to constantly live in fear of you having another seizure.”

Blaine sighed again softly, lifting his head, shaking it gently. “I mean...m-maybe we could find someone to sell us weed; I know it’s not legal here but that doesn’t mean we can’t get it. I know plenty of shady people who can help out-- you know I’ve heard that it works really, really well for people with seizures.” Blaine was talking a tiny bit faster than usual as his brain worked quickly, the stress and anxiety from the day and the past week or so really weighing heavily on him. “I heard of a lady moving her entire family to Colorado because at the time it was the only place that she could legally get it for her son who had a horrible case of epilepsy. It helped so much that they moved. Maybe it could help you.”

He shrugged his shoulders a bit as he looked at Sebastian, the worry very evident in his glossy eyes even though he was doing his best to hide it. He was extremely worried about his boyfriend but he was also in think mode, trying to figure out the best way to find out how to help Sebastian. “I don’t know… I just don’t want you to have to live with this for the rest of your life.” Blaine’s eyes were cast down and his voice was soft as he sniffled, “I don’t want it to get worse.”

He looked up at the taller as they approached their apartment building, placing one of his hands on Sebastian’s cheek, caressing it gently with his thumb. “How are you feeling now? Are you feeling okay?” Blaine asked gingerly, the wrinkle in his forehead becoming permanent it seemed.

 Sebastian Smythe:

While Blaine tried to diagnose Sebastian’s condition on his own, the latter remained quiet. He knew whatever drugs his neurologist would prescribe him wouldn’t do anything to him; his heightened metabolism would negate any treatment the medicine should deliver. His eyebrows lifted at the mention of possibly getting ahold of some weed to self-medicate. When Blaine claimed to know a shady bunch of people that might be able to acquire them with marijuana, Sebastian couldn’t help but quirk a surprised smile. Sebastian had no idea if he could even get high due to his powers since alcohol didn’t do anything to him, but he was definitely interested in Blaine’s interest in marijuana.

“I would definitely be down for getting high as long as you’d be getting high with me,” Sebastian told his boyfriend. They’d both gotten high before and it wasn’t news that they both enjoyed a good toke every now and then. Maybe a little marijuana would help calm Blaine’s nerves and worries; a good high could take all of this off of his mind. “I have to say, though, I’m a little concerned about these… ‘shady connections’ that you seem to have. Care to elaborate?”

Sebastian placed his hand over Blaine’s as he leaned into his touch, humming softly with a slight smile. “Right now, I feel really great. I have you and I just sang a duet with you in front of a crowd-- who really loved us, by the way-- and now you’re suggesting we get some weed.” It was true that he was actually beginning to feel better. The worst of the dizziness had passed and by the time they reached the apartment, he would have full control and balance again.

When the taxi stopped in front of their apartment, Sebastian paid the driver and looked at his boyfriend. “I promise that I’m feeling a lot better.” He rubbed at Blaine’s furrowed brow with his thumb, a silly attempt to rub it away. “All this worrying will get you some premature wrinkles, babe. I suggest we go upstairs to our home and stop all this worrying.”

 Blaine Anderson:

Blaine chuckled softly when Sebastian promised to get high as long as he joined him, a couple of moments from their past flashing through his mind. The first time he'd ever gotten high was with Sebastian and it was definitely a good experience, one he thought of often. When Sebastian asked him to elaborate on his previously mentioned shady connections, Blaine was kicking himself. He didn't have any shady connections in his civilian life, all of the shady characters he knew were of the super-being category. His mind moved quickly to cover what he'd said, shaking his head. "Oh, well, I know that-- um-- Santana. Santana has connections, I've heard her talk about how she and the girl she's dating get high sometimes. She could help us for sure. I'll ask her if you want me to." He nodded. Good cover.

He smiled softly at Sebastian, a tiny bit relieved that he was feeling better. "I'm happy you're feeling better. Despite that little blip, tonight was amazing. I loved singing with you and I really want to do it again." He rubbed his thumb slowly back and forth over Sebastian's cheek before leaning in to leave a soft kiss on his lips. Blaine giggled softly as his boyfriend when he attempted to rub his furrowed brow flat, thinking it cute. He gave the other a soft nod in a agreement. "Yes, let's go." Blaine thanked the cab driver before getting out and going around to open Sebastian's door, taking his hand to help him out of the cab. He kept a close eye on him as he stood up, staying close to him so that if he happened to lose his balance again, Blaine would be right there to catch him. "You okay?" He asked, he realized that he sounded and acted like a hovering mother but he didn't care. All he cared about was that Sebastian was okay.

Slipping his arm around Sebastian's waist, he stayed as close as possible as they made their way into the building. He went over the events of the evening, sighing softly. While it was true that the night was great-- going out and singing together was incredible. But it did disappoint him that Kurt showed up and ruined their night; it hurt him to know that Kurt could be so cold as to show up and call him out in front of a crowd of people and humiliate him in front of them and his boyfriend. As if he hadn't humiliated him enough by making him look and feel like the biggest chump in the world by cheating on him for the last year of their relationship. All of those feelings that came with being around Kurt-- the hurt, the humiliation, the betrayal, the insecurities, the feeling as if he were lower than the dirt on the ground-- all balled up inside of his stomach and rested there. Glancing at Sebastian as they went up to their apartment, he felt undeserving. He didn't feel good enough for Sebastian; why did he deserve to fall back onto the perfect guy after he had so badly messed up his last relationship? He didn't, and Kurt was right. Sebastian would eventually realize that he wasn't good enough and he would leave him. That he would deserve.

As Blaine had his self-deprecating thoughts, his body language changed slightly. He felt sad deep inside to his core. He did his best to hide it so he could focus on getting Sebastian inside and to their room to get him more comfortable. "D-do you think you can get undressed or do you need help?"

 Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian rolled his eyes at the mention of Santana-- of course she was the one that would hook Blaine up with drugs if needed. He wouldn’t be surprised if she was involved in some kind of Latino gang. “I don’t trust getting any drugs from her connections. If we’re getting high then I know a guy; I’ve known him since college so I know his stuff’s good.”

He smiled into Blaine’s soft kiss and when Blaine offered his hand to help Sebastian out of the car, he gratefully accepted it even though he felt he didn’t need it. When Blaine hovered around him and wrapped an arm around his waist, Sebastian didn’t protest. He could feel his boyfriend’s watchful eye boring holes into him. “I’m okay, B.” He reassured, draping his arm around Blaine’s smaller frame. “I told you I feel better; I meant that. I’m not even dizzy anymore.

The elevator ride up to the apartment was somewhat quiet; the two keeping to their own thoughts. The night had gotten off to a great start but by now it had effectively fizzled out. Between Sebastian’s seizure scare and Kurt’s unexpected appearance, the night had soured despite the few nice memories the couple had made together. Sebastian could tell as soon as they stepped over the threshold of their home that Blaine was still very worried and very sad. He placed a hand on the small of Blaine’s back once the door was shut behind them. “I can get undressed myself; you don’t need to worry about me. C’mere.”

He led Blaine into their room and sat him down on the bed. “I think we need to talk about what happened tonight-- Namely, Kurt. I can tell what that asshole said tonight is getting to you but you can’t.” Sebastian took hold of the other’s hand and held it tight. “Remember, he’s a cheater and a liar. Look at tonight: He tried to manipulate you and talk you back into your marriage with his side guy literally standing right next to him. He has no morals and no dignity.” Although Kurt’s words had somehow managed to even singe the typically impenetrable Sebastian Smythe, those insecurities had always been deeply rooted within the latter and over the years he’d gotten quite used to burying them. They would be dredged up and addressed later but Sebastian was simply better at pretending everything was alright. “Babe?” Sebastian lifted his eyebrows and looked at his boyfriend with a meaningful look.

 Blaine Anderson:

Blaine sighed heavily as he sat down on their bed, his eyes cast down to the floor. As Sebastian spoke he didn’t want to look his boyfriend in the eye as they spoke about Kurt and how he made him feel. He felt insecure and supremely vulnerable in that moment and he was uncomfortable. Kurt had made him feel guilty for fighting at the bar, as if he was the one who started it. He felt worthless and problematic, as if he had caused everything to go wrong in his and Kurt’s marriage and he also felt responsible for making Sebastian’s night go sour-- for bringing all of this disgusting drama into his life.

Eyes filling with tears, a shrug pulled up Blaine’s shoulders. “I-I don’t know..” He sniffled, looking down at their hands. “I just feel awful about tonight… About everything.” He didn’t know how to put his feelings into the right words to make Sebastian understand him better; he knew that his mind was messed up because of the emotional trauma that he’d been through with Kurt and somewhere inside of him he knew it wasn’t all his fault but that part was hardly a whisper compared to Kurt’s yelling voice inside of his head telling him otherwise.

“I feel like this is all my fault,” He said, taking his hand away to rub as his eyes, running his hands through his hair with a deep breath. “I can’t help but feel like tonight wouldn’t have happened if I hadn’t just barged into your life with all of my baggage. I mean-- what if me being back in your life is causing the stress that’s caused you to have these seizure scares?” He asked, the rational part of his brain leaving with every anxiety-ridden breath he took. His voice became watery as tears bubbled up high. “Had I been better at being a husband, Kurt wouldn’t have cheated on me. If I had sucked it up and gotten a real job, we wouldn’t have fought. Our marriage would’ve ended because we weren’t compatible anymore, not because I wasn’t good enough. You were minding your business-- living your life-- and I showed up to cause you pain...once again.”

Blaine sniffled again, kicking off his shoes and pulling his legs up onto the bed to cross underneath him. “I honestly don’t know why you would give me a second chance after everything I’ve done; I mean... look what I cause.” He gestured vaguely to indicate the night’s events. “I’ll just eventually drive you away like I did him.” The last sentence was mumbled under his breath as he stared down at the bed, still avoiding eye contact with his boyfriend. Tears rolled down and over his cheeks as his forehead wrinkled in a pout.

 Sebastian Smythe:

A deep frown worked its way onto Sebastian’s face as he listened to his boyfriend, every word weighing heavily in his heart. It pained the taller man to hear how distressed and upset Blaine’s soon-to-be ex-husband made him feel, even said ex-husband was already out of the picture. The fact that in a span of what was probably no more than five minutes altogether, Kurt could destroy what self-confidence Sebastian had spent the better part of a couple of months to build up. Blaine had already been discouraged and even went so far as to change his entire career path because of his low self-esteem. It was frustrating that after such a short exchange with Kurt, it seemed they were back at square one.

“This isn’t your fault,” Sebastian was very adamant about this fact. For Blaine to even suggest that he was the root of his physical ailments was ridiculous and it made Sebastian even angrier at Kurt. “If you hadn’t come back into my life, I’d probably still be in a hospital bed, comatose or possibly even dead. You coming back in my life is the best damn thing to ever happen to me and I’m not going to have either one of us regretting it.” By the time Sebastian ended his sentence, he was beginning to get worked up again. Having Blaine even think that he would one day drive Sebastian away was frustrating. The fact infuriated Sebastian and he was beginning to think he should’ve sucker-punched Kurt when he’d had the chance.

Sebastian frowned and he brought his thumbs up to wipe away at Blaine’s tears. “I’m not going anywhere.” He gently brought Blaine’s head up until they were looking into each other’s eyes. Seeing Blaine’s beautiful golden eyes look so sad with tears spilling over struck a chord with Sebastian and it made his insides twist up. He could feel Blaine’s sadness exuding from him. “Tonight wasn’t your fault and you’re not going to ‘drive me away’. I gave us a second chance because I love you; it’s as simple as that.” Sebastian resolutely declared, the certainty in his voice coming through clear and true. “Get it yet? I love you, Blaine. Nothing could ever keep me away from you.”

 Blaine Anderson:

As Sebastian spoke, Blaine did his best to listen. He wanted to hear the words Sebastian was saying. He wanted his sweet, loving words to be louder than Kurt's hurtful words. He wanted to feel the love Sebastian was trying to give him and forget all of the negative things he was feeling.  He tried so hard to hear that none of it was his fault and that Sebastian loved him and would never leave him.  When Sebastian lifted his head he let himself look his boyfriend in the eyes finally, tears still in his eyes.

Despite the way his stomach twisted with sadness, he felt lucky to have come home with Sebastian-- with someone who cared enough to at least try to make him feel better. Blaine nodded gently, giving a weak smile. "I love you, too." His voice was soft before he sighed again.  "Can...can we just lie down?" He asked, sniffling. "I don't feel very good right now." He felt guilty that Sebastian's words did only a little to make him feel better, his sadness and insecurities deeply rooted deep within himself from the past few years he'd spent feeling worthless with Kurt. "I-I really just want to be in bed with you."

The shorter moved to the other side of the bed so he could get under the blankets, pulling on them so Sebastian would join him. "I'm sorry I'm such a mess." He apologized, rubbing at his eyes, attempting to wipe away his tears. Blaine's stomach churned with a nauseating feeling-- the words from the night and past fights with Kurt still echoing in his mind-- the feeling of not being enough making him feel sick. "I have a lot of issues-- a lot more than I used to." He didn't like Sebastian seeing him in such a way; it made him feel more and more insecure with every moment that passed. He needed to pull himself together and focus on what was in front of him and nothing else. Unfortunately, the harder he tried not to think about it, the more he did and the sadder he got.  More tears began to well up in his eyes and he brought his hands up to cover his face, not wanting the taller to see him cry over something so stupid. "I'm sorry." He whispered through a shaky breath.

 Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian frowned again when his words went apparently unheard and Blaine remained down-in-the-dumps. Even though he knew there would be no easy fix to undo whatever insecurities Kurt had made Blaine feel all over again, somewhere in Sebastian’s mind he’d selfishly hoped that he had the ability to turn things around in an instant. Feelings were much more complex than Sebastian had stacked them up to be.

Toeing off his shoes and kicking them away somewhere, Sebastian quietly agreed to getting into bed. He removed his shirt and let it fall somewhere, unconcerned with treating the blood stains before they set. Maybe he would end up throwing the shirt away instead but all that mattered to him was taking care of Blaine. The man lying down with him wasn’t the one he knew years ago; Blaine’s confidence was shot and he had a mountain of internal problems that had manifested and festered for years thanks to Kurt’s behavior towards him. Sebastian wasn’t the best at reading people but he knew just from being with his boyfriend that it would take a lot of time and effort to bring Blaine to his usual self. Regardless of the amount Blaine had changed, Sebastian’s feelings remained the same and were stronger than ever. If anything, his heart swelled even more for the other.

“You don’t have to apologize, B.” Sebastian spoke in a soft and soothing voice as he cuddled up next to Blaine. He gently wrapped his fingers around Blaine’s wrist and attempted to pull his hands away so he could see Blaine’s face. “I don’t know if you’ve noticed but I’m kind of a mess, too. You could even say we’re two peas in a pod.” Seeing Blaine so sad really affected Sebastian that his own eyes were glossed over and wet. “I promise that even with both of our issues, I’ll be here. You aren’t going to drive me away and I’m not going to leave.” Sebastian offered Blaine a hopeful smile, trying one more time to make his boyfriend feel a little better.

 Blaine Anderson:

When Sebastian got into bed next to Blaine and pulled his hands away from his face, Blaine allowed himself to look at Sebastian, hearing the words that were coming out of his mouth and letting them comfort him ever so slightly. With a gentle nod, the shorter attempted to sniffle away some of his tears but to no avail. “O-okay.” He whispered in response to Sebastian’s promise to never leave him. Part of him truly believed the other, but the other part of him knew that there was no way even Sebastian could promise such a thing. Sebastian could just not be aware of it now but someday he would get sick of Blaine just like Kurt did; Kurt didn’t start out thinking he would leave Blaine. He loved Blaine, too. That scared him.

With a shaky sigh, Blaine wiped at his face one more time to rid the last bit of the tears left. Even though he still felt awful, he didn’t want to cry over this any longer, especially in front of Sebastian. He placed his hand on Sebastian’s chest, his thumb automatically going to the scar the lightning had left, like a magnet, gently rubbing it. “I don’t think you’re a mess. We just have some issues and that’s okay.” He nodded softly, giving the taller a small smile. “We’ll be okay as long as we’re together.” Blaine stayed quiet for a few long moments, slipping his arm around Sebastian’s waist and burying his face against his neck, allowing himself to close his eyes for a moment and just breathe in his boyfriend. Sebastian’s presence was very calming for him and it was something he wasn’t used to; he had never been able to take comfort in someone’s existence before and it was nice.

After a moment, Blaine opened his eyes to look at Sebastian, taking a soft breath and smiling gently. “You’re a really good guy, you know.” He offered, thinking of how he couldn’t remember the last time he had insecurities and someone didn’t just agree with him to make him feel even worse. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt comforted by someone the way Sebastian comforted him. “I’m really thankful for you.” His voice was soft as a whisper before he pressed his lips against Sebastian, kissing him sweetly.

 Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian watched as Blaine carefully thumbed over the scar on his chest, aware that the man had so much that plagued his mind. Between Kurt antagonizing him and having a boyfriend whose diagnosis was unclear, it was surprising that Blaine wasn’t more unstable and broken. Sebastian silently promised to himself that he would do his best to keep Blaine from worrying. While he wanted to keep Blaine’s issues with Kurt between the two of them, he felt if he needed to step in then he would without hesitation. He still felt that his condition wasn’t cause for serious worry; he kept track of how many hours he slept and made sure to eat enough that he wouldn’t unexpectedly faint. Besides the dizzy spells which manifested whenever he became too worked up or whenever he exerted himself too much, he was in tip-top shape. He could still run around the entire island of Manhattan without getting out of breath and he could go Mach 2 without breaking a sweat. By all accords it would appear he was a healthy speedster.

When Blaine nuzzled against him and buried his face into the bend of Sebastian’s neck, the latter slipped his arm over and around Blaine’s side. His hand moved up and rubbed the smaller man’s back, holding him close. Sebastian swore that he could feel Blaine’s body actually relax within his hold. He liked that he had that sort of power over Blaine-- that his mere presence alone was enough to calm him and make him feel safe.

As Blaine drew him in for a kiss, Sebastian reciprocated and kissed his boyfriend back softly, relishing in the feeling before slowly pulling back and looking into the other’s eyes. “I’m thankful for you too,” he murmured quietly, in a low voice for only Blaine to hear. “We’re always going to be together so we’ll always be okay. I promise.”

That was one promise Sebastian intended to keep no matter what lengths he had to go through to keep it. As long as he was alive, he would always protect Blaine. He promised that he would make sure he and Blaine were okay.

 Blaine Anderson:

Blaine smiled to himself and he let out a soft breath of relief. It seemed that Sebastian was just the medicine he needed to feel better. After those few moments of cuddling, the soft words, and the feeling of the taller’s lips against his, it did wonders for his anxiety and he began to feel like he was coming back down to Earth instead of spinning out of control.

“Mm,” He hummed, biting his lip gently as he pulled Sebastian closer. “You make me feel better. What kind of magic is that you use?” Blaine smiled, his golden eyes fluttering to look up at the other. The fact that someone could ground him so well with little effort was comforting; it was unfamiliar and he definitely could get used to it.

As the feeling of being able to breathe again settled in his chest and lungs, he took a deep breath. Shaking his head, Blaine spoke as he gently caressed Sebastian's side. “I'm glad you don't let Kurt ruin us. I don't want him to ruin us. I really don't want to even think or talk about him. I want to put him behind me and just move on. He's spoiled enough of my time with you.” Blaine rolled over onto his back to look up at the ceiling, raising his arms above his head to stretch his tired body. He was thankful there hadn’t been any sign of trouble for Nightbird to tend to because he didn't think he could muster up the energy to fly anywhere and have any more confrontations with anyone.

Letting his hands run down his face gently, he turned his head a little to look at his boyfriend. “I wanna take you on a date.” He said softly, doing his best to shift the conversation as to avoid anymore feelings of anxiety for the night. ���I know we have gone out but, like, I wanna take you out on a date. Y’know?”

 Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian smiled wide when his boyfriend mentioned that he was feeling better. He hoped those words were true and that he could continue to keep Blaine’s mind away from his soon-to-be ex-husband. At the mention of magic, Sebastian smirked. “I am an expert in the dark arts; it's black magic. Surprise, surprise-- I'm a dangerous warlock.” He joked and chuckled at the idea of him in dark robes, holding a candelabra in a shrouded room. “I need a human sacrifice to keep my powers so it's actually perfect that we ran into Kurt.” Of course Sebastian was only joking but he had half a mind to get rid of Kurt somehow so they wouldn't need to deal with him anymore. The better part of Sebastian's conscience told him there was a right way to do things and that definitely didn't include the Flash.

“All joking aside, I definitely won't let him steal anymore time away from us. I did my share of waiting for you two to be over with and now it's my turn.” Sebastian tightened his hold around Blaine's waist just a smidge, grinning devilishly. “No more mentioning ‘He Who Must Not Be Named’,” Sebastian agreed, wanting to get off the subject of Kurt just as much as Blaine did.

Sebastian watched with admiration and lust as Blaine stretched his body, his eyes wandering up and down as he watched the way the other’s body moved. He was very attracted to Blaine and appreciated the man’s body more so than any other individual he'd ever seen. “A date--” He repeated Blaine's words, “Like what sort of date? You mean more than just a meal and foreplay?” He winked at his boyfriend and knew exactly what he meant. They'd spoken about going out together on an honest-to-God date but between their busy schedules and Sebastian's recent seizure, they still hadn't had the chance to do so yet. “So? What exactly did you have in mind for this date?”

 Blaine Anderson:

Blaine couldn't help but giggle as Sebastian joked about being a wizard practicing the art of dark magic, the image of Sebastian actually being a warlock of sorts going through his mind and amusing him enough to make him laugh. He appreciated his boyfriend’s sense of humor and the fact that he would say silly things just to make him smile or laugh when he was feeling down. When Sebastian referred to Kurt as ‘He Who Must Not Be Named’ he had trouble stifling even more giggles as they escaped his lips. “Okay, okay, no more talk of my future ex-husband, Voldemort.” Blaine smiled as he leaned over to press his lips against Sebastian’s for a soft peck before lying back again.

After a soft yawn, Blaine rubbed at his eyes gently before rolling onto his side and propping his head up on to his hand, his elbow resting against the bed. “Nuh-uh,” He shook his head as he smiled at Sebastian. “I’m not telling you what we’ll be doing. You’ll just have to wait and find out.” He bit his lip gently, giving a little shrug. “I don’t have all of the details hashed out yet but I know it’ll take up the whole day so keep your Saturdays free for me, okay?” Blaine’s voice was soft as he smiled sweetly at his boyfriend, tapping the taller’s nose gently.

“I have a lot of years to make up for with this first date so it’s gotta be epic.” He continued, shaking his head gently. “I can’t just take you to a dinner and movie and call it a day, nope. Gotta be the best, best, first date. Ever.” Blaine crinkled his nose. He knew that Sebastian had never been treated as well as he should have been with the men in his life, he didn't think the taller had ever even been on a proper date before. Much less the one he deserved. “I know this is kind of a stupid question but have you ever been on like a first date before? Or even like a real date?” He felt like he should’ve already known the answer to that question but he didn’t know if all of those years they were apart if Sebastian had been on a date or not, and the subject brought up the curiosity.

 Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian was glad to see that he was capable of cheering his boyfriend up even if just a little bit. His lips mirrored Blaine’s into a smile, chuckling softly along with his own joke before reciprocating the other’s kiss. He gave a slight frown when Blaine insisted on keeping his date plans a secret-- not being in the know niggled at Sebastian’s insatiable curiosity. “I think in a relationship you’re not supposed to keep any secrets,” he teased Blaine, feigning a deeper frown before he smirked at him. “Saturday is usually a day-off for me so unless Nightbird happens to burst through our apartment window, I’ll be free.”

Hearing from Blaine that his plans for their date would take up the whole day nibbled at Sebastian’s curiosity again and he wondered what exactly the other man had planned for the two of them. He already thought a dressed-up dinner together with Blaine at a nice restaurant would be a more-than-satisfactory date. He knew that when people who did not find each other via Tinder or Grindr went on honest-to-God dates, they usually did something fun like bowling or having a picnic in the park. Sebastian had never done anything out of the typical drinks or dinner date; it never occurred to him that he’d never been familiar enough with anyone to do those types of things.

When Blaine asked him if he’d ever been on a real date before, Sebastian tried to recollect if any of his outings with hook-ups and strangers could’ve been deemed something close to being labeled a “date”. With a shrug, Sebastian’s initial response was to laugh it off. “I never found anyone worth my time,” he told Blaine, which was only partially true. When Sebastian realized the closest he’d had to a real date were his nights in with Blaine, sitting cuddled together on the couch in front of the TV binge-watching Netflix series, it made him incredibly aware that Blaine was probably his first actual boyfriend. Serial dates were never labeled and when Sebastian felt things were getting too fast, he was equally swift to end things before they could become something more. Sebastian simply was not the type of man that did relationships.

Blaine was the only exception.

“It’s not a big deal, right?” Sebastian asked, looking at Blaine with eyebrows raised.

 Blaine Anderson:

Blaine listened as Sebastian explained that he'd never found anyone who he felt worthy of his time for any kind of real date. He had figured as much considering how well he knew Sebastian and how he felt about dating and feelings, he wasn't surprised.  Blaine supposed they could consider their many outings and dinners and television-filled nights dates, and he did to a certain extent; but he felt that Sebastian deserved a real, cliché first date. He wanted to be sure that in their future when someone asked about their first date, that Sebastian's face would light up with his favorite smile and he would have a great story to tell.

With a shake of his head, Blaine smiled sweetly at the man next to him, biting his lip. "Of course it's not a big deal-- Not a big deal at all." He spoke softly, scooting closer, watching his hand slowly trail down Sebastian's side, admiring his beauty for a moment. His eyes went back up to meet Sebastian's, a grin pulling the corners of his lips up. "It's actually a good thing," He continued, shrugging. "Means I don't have some wonderful first date with the one that got away to live up to." Blaine teased, crinkling his nose before glancing down a moment. “Or y’know, some extravagant date Hunter might’ve taken you out on. I couldn’t live up to anything he did considering his loaded wallet.” He shook his head, shrugging. “At least I’m better-looking than him, though,” he joked.

Blaine's smile softened as he looked at Sebastian, placing his hand on the taller's cheek, caressing it gently with his thumb, looking at him lovingly. Every once in a while since they finally got together, he would just stop and take a moment to look at Sebastian, drink him in and thank the universe for bringing him back into his life. He truly loved Sebastian and he wanted to do everything he could to thank him for loving him so unconditionally even when he didn't deserve it.  He continuously showed Blaine how much he cared for him, without fail. "Wanna give you the best first date." He whispered softly.  "You deserve only the best."

Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian felt relief when he was told that not having ever been on a date was not only not a big deal, but it was beneficial. He could imagine in his head a competitive Blaine going to the extremes to surpass whatever imaginary first date Sebastian would've had. Fortunately for Blaine, none of Sebastian's suitors or hook-ups bothered spending much money on him-- including Hunter. “For the record, you were ‘the one that got away’ for the longest time. Maybe that's part of the reason why I never really had any real dates?” Sebastian recalled how he and Hunter almost became an thing many a time in the past but whenever they got too close, either would push the other away. Hunter never made Sebastian feel the way that he knew he should-- the way he felt whenever he was with Blaine.

Laying in bed with his boyfriend lying right beside him, Sebastian felt extremely grateful. He had someone who worried about him and who actually wanted to take care of him. As he recounted the way the night progressed and how Blaine was quick to dismiss his soon-to-be ex-husband in favor for him, it gave Sebastian a feeling of self-worth he had lost sometime long ago. Sebastian's eyes searched the way Blaine looked at him, reveling in the way that the other looked at him with such longing. He loved the way Blaine looked at him. Each time it felt like the other was looking right through him, seeing everything that he was and not just another pretty face.

With a quiet hum, Sebastian smiled into his boyfriend's gentle touch. “You're too good to me.” He meant those words; Sebastian didn't feel that he deserved someone like Blaine in his life. He didn't think for a second that he deserved another chance with the man after everything. When Blaine told him that he deserved the best, it made Sebastian chuckle with a soft rumble in his chest. Little by little, Sebastian was allowing himself to believe Blaine's words. “I love you a lot, y’know.” He said with certainty, resting his forehead against the other's.

Sebastian's hand moved up and down Blaine's side, resting at his hip. He shuffled closer still, until he could feel the heat radiating from Blaine's body. “I love that you're all mine now.” It gave Sebastian a great sense of victory and pride that in the end, he managed to steal Blaine's heart and he could call it his own. It gave Sebastian an unknown warm feeling when he knew Blaine had his heart-- completely. Sebastian's hand moved from Blaine's hip and sneaked under the hem of his shirt, fingertips just barely brushing against the skin of his midriff. With gentle yet urging kisses against Blaine's lips, Sebastian trailed down and sucked a small hickey into the bend of the other's neck. He pulled back to admire his work and grinned.

“Mine.”

 Blaine Anderson:

Blaine’s eyes fluttered closed when he felt Sebastian’s hands on him, the sensation causing chills to rise all over his body. He loved the way it felt when Sebastian touched him, every single time ever since the first time Sebastian’s hand made contact with Blaine’s body it felt like tiny fires igniting beneath his skin and eventually spreading all the way into his stomach so his whole entire being felt like it was a roaring wildfire by the time they were finished with one another and it all started with a gentle touch and a spark just like now as Sebastian’s fingertips brushed over his skin under his shirt. He knew by the time he fell asleep that night his insides would be red hot and steaming.

Everytime Sebastian met his lips with a kiss he returned it with the same amount of emotion as he was given. His body moved so he could tilt his head to allow Sebastian better access to his neck, his breath shuddering as the taller sucked the purple spot into his neck, marking his territory. It made something stir inside of Blaine, making his body tingle. It turned him on to feel so wanted, so claimed by someone who actually cared for him and loved him; it made his body tremble with need. Biting on his bottom lip, he let out a shaky breath, a grin settling on his face when Sebastian declared Blaine was his. With a swift movement, Blaine slipped out from under Sebastian to push the other back, gently making him lay back onto the bed. He straddled his boyfriend’s hips, his hands resting on his chest. “So, uh,” he raised his eyebrows in a suggestive manner. “I know tonight was a little bit tiring but…” He trailed off, slowly allowing more of his weight to be let down onto Sebastian’s groin, his hips rolling ever so slightly. “Y’know, if you’re not too tired...we could end this night on a very, very good note.” Blaine’s voice was low as he lowered down to whisper those last words against the other’s lips, kissing him slowly before dragging his teeth over Sebastian’s bottom lip. “Hmm?”

Sebastian Smythe:

Sebastian reveled in the sounds Blaine made whenever he touched him or kissed him. He did his best to memorize the way Blaine looked when he was like this-- when Blaine was blissed out and all his senses were charged with ecstasy. The next morning Blaine would go out to his job or to his classes or whatever and everyone would know he was taken. They would know Blaine belonged to him.

When Blaine maneuvered on the bed to allow Sebastian better access to his neck, it caused Sebastian’s lips to curl into his signature wry smirk. When the tables were turned and Sebastian was the one pinned down against the bed, Sebastian’s smirk only grew-- along with something else. He felt the way Blaine casually applied more pressure to his crotch, and he could feel his cock responding to Blaine’s motions. Looking up at his boyfriend, he admired the way Blaine looked down at him with his hazel eyes. The way Blaine lusted after him was beyond arousing.

The rest of the night and its troubles forgotten, it was only Blaine and Sebastian together in that room. Nothing else in the world mattered but the two of them, together in their bed. Sebastian reached out and pressed his hand against his lover’s torso. He looked up at Blaine with adoration and desire, knowing that what was about to transpire would be the most intimate he could ever be with another human being. He was grateful that in spite of everything that happened tonight and in their pasts, Blaine was his and he was Blaine’s.

He slipped his fingers under Blaine’s shirt, helping him to pull it up and over his head. His hand trailed down the other’s body and he gave him a knowing smile. “I’m never too tired for you, killer.”

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name: darien

nickname: damn darien

zodiac sign: cancer/leo cusp

height: 5′9″

orientation: people

ethnicity: half african american, half german

favorite fruit: i love a good blueberry

favorite season: fall

favorite book: harrY POTTER SERIES

favorite flower: lilies

favorite scent: i like sandalwood a fuckton

favorite animal: owls are chill and so are snakes

coffee, tea, or hot cocoa? tea

average hours of sleep: lol who knows

cats or dogs? idk both?

favorite fictional character: monty green, harper mcintyre, stiles stilinski, katniss everdeen, etc. go to my MULTI to see

dream trip: i love disney and i love the world but rn my dream trip is just to the beach to chil

when was your blog created? i forgot omg

what do you post about? probs marper and sofia and sophia

do you get asks on a regular basis? yeah i guess

aesthetic: soft smol sleepy babe

favorite band/artist? ed sheeran, lewis watson, idk i like a lot

fictional characters I’d date: most of my favs

Hogwarts house: hufflepuff

T W O 🍏

countries I’ve lived in: us, germany

favorite fandom: harry potter tbh but also t100 obvs

languages you speak: english, german

favorite film of 2016: who tf knows

last article you read: it was about politics and i was mad

shuffle your music library and put your first three songs here: ghost - ella henderson, illusion - one direction (MARPER JAM THO), lookin ass - young money ft. nicki minaj

last thing you bought online: bus tickets

how would your friends describe you? in ways i dont think i deserve but they tell me so anyway

how would your enemies describe you? who cares tbh but probably like extra and dramatic lmao

who would you take a bullet for? sophia, my family

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[cbninetyseven]

TAHT WAS SO GOOD OMG STAN SF9

• bby hwiyoung gOT LINES YASSSSSS • taeyang needs to stay in his fckin lane • inseong lookin fly as always • i have a newfound love for jaeyoon's voice • those flips youngbin, chani and taeyang were doing 👌👌 • zuho just looked hot af and dat voice • rowoon's sweater reminded me of jeongguks in war of hormone omg • MY CENTRE BABE DAWON YASSSSSS SLAY • the pre chorus reminds me of shining diamond a lil • AESTHETIC AF • dance looks amazing tbh can't wait for the dance practises and live shows • STAN SF9 • this whole video was gold • hwiyoung's shot at the end wow • I just • stan sf9 • https://youtu.be/whfKIuRKFMo • I can't wait for the rest of the album tbh

[lo0rdtupperware]

.:tag dump:.

[thanksjaby]

put your colors on, girl // a playlist for night + day 

n i g h t;; 

Queen of the Night

'Cause there's somethin' about it that brings me to life Yeah, I know all the consequences, I don't mind This holy redemption tears us in two But I can't turn my back to you Wearin' your t-shirt, I'm Queen of the night One hand on the wheel, and one hand on my thigh And I know it sounds crazy, but babe I am too I just can't turn my back to you

I Know A Place 

And I can tell When you get nervous You think being yourself means being unworthy And it's hard to love with a heart that's hurting But if you want to go out dancing

I know a place (ooh) I know a place we can go (yeah) Where everyone gonna lay down their weapon Lay down their weapon Just give me trust and watch what'll happen

She Way Out

Because she way out I've never seen her dance moves, dancing like she way out Because she way out I've never seen her talk but I'm telling you she way out

Don’t Delete the Kisses

I'd like to get to know you I'd like to take you out We'd go to The Hell Mary And afterwards make out instead I'm typing you a message That I know I'll never send Rewriting old excuses Delete the kisses at the end

What if it’s not meant for me? love 

Mirror

I keep looking in the mirror 'Til I see myself, I see myself, ay Hey lover will you blow my cover 'Cause I'm not myself, I'm not myself

Toxins

It happens two, three times a week Ain't got no money in my jeans So help me out, I need to breathe Help me out, I need to breathe Take a ride inside your whip I pass the aux, you pass the spliff We can escape into the bliss We can escape into the bliss

d a y;; 

Beautiful People 

We don't fit in well We are just ourselves I could use some help Gettin' out of this conversation, yeah You look stunning, dear So don't ask that question here This is my only fear, that we become

Want You Back

Just know that I want you back Just know that I want you, I'll take the fall and the fault in us I'll give you all the love I never gave before I left you

Where Does The Good Go? 

Look me in the eye And tell me you don't find me attractive Look me in the heart And tell me you won't go Look me in the eye And promise no love's like our love Look me in the heart And un-break broken, it won't happen

I Dare You

There're stains on your sweater You think you know better But you're a child, and it's kinda wild That you're the one that brings the sun I can't seem to sleep And I feel my pulse beating Don't wanna keep all my control But you're the one that brings the sun

Pussy is God

Um, your pussy is God, and you know I think you're so cute when you get high I've never been good at this nice shit But I can try if you like it It gets hard when you give a fuck Get knocked down from some other love But their best wasn't good enough And you're number one to me

Rainbow 

Yeah, maybe my head's fucked up But I'm falling right back in love with being alive Dreaming in light, light, lights This kitty cat lost her mind Been lookin' for a star-sent sign that I'll be alright Look to the skies

I've found a rainbow, rainbow, baby Trust me, I know, life is scary But just put those colors on, girl Come and play along with me tonight

Hey Jaby!

Gosh, I hope you don’t mind that I indulged my inner Tink-stan! Tink is just legendary and you brought her to us and to me, and I still miss my bff so much <3. For this playlist, I really puzzled over how to do it because Tink  has lots of different vibes I could go with, but I decided the best way for me to capture those multifaceted vibes was to do a ‘night’ Tink and a ‘day’ Tink! That’s reflected in the aesthetic too. And if there’s a throughline here (which I like to have), it’s Tink coming to embrace all of her colours, and hours, and moods-- because she contains multitudes. 

And of course-- THANK YOU SO MUCH. Like always, you’re hustling hard and I’m very thankful to you for putting yourself in danger day in and day out. Stay safe, healthy, happy, and if you need us, you know where to find us! 

Love,  Lauryl

P.S. Yes, Where Does the Good Go is some Tinker representation... will always love them <3