#all:blaine

[aroundthecornerblaine]

What are your creative interests (professional or hobby) outside of music? Did owning your store all of those years start an interesting in any other kind of business besides retail?

I have a ton of hobbies. I haven't focused on some of them in a long time, others I grew out of. But as a senior in high school I was involved in so many clubs and activities. I'm still a big comic book fan and love the multiverse and superhero's. I used to read star wars fanfiction to one of my college roommates.

The marvel universe of movies are some of my favorites. In high school I used to collect bowties; I don't wear them quite as frequently but I still have most of my collection. Kurt and I would sometimes comb through vintage shops looking for ones that would complement my collection, and through his connections at vogue sometimes I'd get newer, designer ones as well.

I've been told that perhaps I don't have a mind for business. Which, is probably true. My brother, ironically, is more business inclined than I am. Owning the store did stir a bit of an interest in music education for children though. However, I'm rediscovering my love of performing as well; something I had pushed aside for many reasons over the last handful of years.

One suggestion has been to perhaps pen a musical myself. Or team up with someone and write the music for a musical while they write the story. Kurt is turning to writing; maybe we were meant to be a different partnership. Tina is going back to school to write; maybe she, Sam and I could all team up. We're a force. An idea of a story has already been floated even. What I do know, is that I will be performing more- even if it's on the streets or in coffee houses. Maybe it's time to dust off some of those original compositions from back in the day.

@khummelblog, @broadwaytina, @theartswillsaveya

[theclaringtonhq]

MATCHED! 💖 Hunter ⮂ Blaine

Hunter: Hey Blaine. So uh, what happens now?

Hunter: Is this where I ask you out on a date?

[thehuntison]

A Night at the Museum || Group Para

Hunter looked around the museum once he and Sebastian arrived, pleasantly surprised at how it had all come together.  He found it hard to believe that less than 24 hours ago, he’d been freaking out with Jay.  As the guests began to fill the space, Hunter’s anxiety began to rise.  He reached into his jacket pocket, fingers finding the little packet of pills he’d brought along tonight- just in case.  Hunter pulled two flutes of champagne from a tray of one of the circulating waiters and headed over to Sebastian.  “I figured we could both use one of these to start,” he nodded, tossing back the whole glass in one gulp.  “Did I tell you Jay completely saved my ass last night, showing up here with coffee and his artistic eye, fixing everything I’d messed up even though Catie told me not to touch anything that was finished?”

The event at the Museum of Natural History was the kind of thing Blaine liked to go to.  It wasn’t filled with theatre and Broadway people, but there was a good mix.  He was kind of happy that Kurt had decided they should make this a real date night.  As he looked over at Kurt, who looked very gorgeous in his tux, Blaine felt a bit of the weight from the last weeks lift from his shoulders.  Maybe they would make it work after all. This could be the first step back towards the great relationship they once had; the one Blaine had expected their life in New York to be full of.  

He turned through the pages of the program, reading through it with interest.  He was actually really looking forward to seeing the diamond.  “Oh, wow, I wonder if...” Blaine trailed off, showing the program to Kurt.  “According to this there is a Hunter Clarington on the team behind this exhibit.  What are the changes it’s Hunter Clarington from Dalton?”

[finnofhudson]

Text 📲 Anderson 1&2

Cooper: Let’s have lunch one day this week?

[dominanthollywoodcooper]

text 📲 cooper & blaine

Cooper: So little brother... please, please tell me you are performing at these weekly dances the Daltons are having...

Cooper: Because if not, I might have to tell the Daltons what they're missing out on.

[callmemissmia]

✉ GROUP TEXT: MIA ⇆ J,B, F

MIA: Hey yo!

MIA: When things ramp down here tonight, anyone interested in going out for a birthday drink with me?

[cooperhollywoodanderson]

Cooper ✉️ Blaine & Jackie

Cooper: Hey ho family peeps.

Cooper: Apparently there is a housewarming party this weekend and all are invited. Saturday night at Oliver Ashford's.

Cooper: Jackie can you pick up a nice housewarming gift sometime in the next day or so?

[leopoldclarington]

@doveportblaine

[aroundthecornerblaine]

If you could kiss anyone at midnight- who would it be?

Well; I’m not feeling my best so I won’t be kissing anyone. I'm also just coming off a long term relationship so maybe it's best if I don't. But, it is New Years and I am a sucker for the idea of a special New Years Eve kiss at midnight. So I guess- yeah, there is someone I would want to kiss, if things were different. But I can't tell you who.

[theclaringtonhq]

📲 Blainter

Hunter: How casual is casual tonight? Are athletic shorts too casual?

[finnofhudson]

Text 📲 Anderfam+

Cooper: Hey all... it’s getting to be about that time. I’m heading back to LA early morning on the 12th so I was wondering if everyone could try to make themselves available for dinner next Monday night?

Cooper: Kat and Laura if there is anyone you want to bring along go ahead (apart from Aiden who is obviously invited) and I’ve included both Matt and Jackie in on this text.

Cooper: I hope you all can make it before I head back to the West coast.

[leopoldclarington]

Delivered to @doveportblaine at the coffee shop around Dec 23rdish....

Note reads:

Blaine Anderson;

Saw this while out shopping for my sisters in law and I thought you could use one too.  Merry Christmas to the cheeriest barista in town.

Hunter Clarington

[ndhqblaine-blog]

Goodbye Shower || Étaine{ndhq audition}

Location: Étienne’s Montreal Apartment

Time frame: February 10 2018, late night after Étienne’s last night at the club Tagging: @ndhqblaine and Étienne Martin (NPC) Triggers: None Summary: Blaine’s audition for NDHQ 

The evidence of what was happening surrounded them; from the boxes packed and labeled all over the place, a few still open for last minute items,  the suitcases open on the floor near the closets, and the gifts Blaine had helped  Étienne bring back from the club.  But the curly haired brunette refused to let tonight be a maudlin goodbye.   Étienne had been their best friend for the last four years and no matter which ways they were pulled now, Blaine knew the two would always still remain friends.  They weren’t the worlds best editor or producer but Blaine had always enjoyed video editing and for the last week they’d brought their camera and tripod to the club to catch messages from their coworkers, and the best of the best performances, to put together a little video compilation for the other.  

“I’m going to take a shower before we open that bottle of wine from Fredrick yes?”   Étienne said in his still slightly accented English from the doorway to bathroom in the tiny studio apartment.  “Did you want to join me Chou?”  

Blaine hummed their agreement. “Beats just watching,” they teased, mischief lighting up their eyes.  “I have an idea, Éti.  You can say no, but since I have the camera and the tripod here, why don’t I set it up, to add to your video?”  

Étienne had already started to strip, and he flicked at Blaine with the sleeve of his button up shirt.  “How long have you been wanting to ask to do that?”

Blaine shrugged their shoulders, a sheepish grin across their face.  “A while maybe.”

Étienne tilted his head.  “And your piece for the people at NDHQ? Have you finished it?”  

Blaine shook their head.  “I’m still torn; but I think it’s going to be a montage of the things I can do.   A dance, a product review, maybe a little bit of footage of me fooling around editing the whole thing to show I have behind the camera skills too.”  

“You can use this, yes?  Use us?”  Étienne asked.  “If I sign a release? I’ll put on a good show for you.”  

Blaine’s eyebrows raised.  “You’d do that?”  They shouldn’t have been surprised.   Étienne had been trying in one way or another to get Blaine away from the club for a while, even inviting them to come to New York with him.  But it didn’t feel like the right fit for Blaine.  Instead they’d come across NDHQ, a site one of their co-workers, Dominique, subscribed to.  And Blaine had been taken in almost right away.  They felt like it was an opportunity theuy had to go after for themselves. 

“Of course mon p’tit chou,”  Étienne drawled.  “I’ll get the shower ready and you set up the camera, d’accord.”

Blaine nodded, eagerly getting the equipment set up and moving around some of the lamps in the small apartment to help light the tiny bathroom better.  Once they were done, the curly haired brunette rid themselves of their clothes, stretching as they made his way to the bathroom, the camera having been running already, catching Étienne alone. They slid a small bottle of lubricant and a condom onto the counter before stepping into the almost too small shower stall.  “Miss me?” Blaine grinned at Étienne.  They reached around to grab the other’s ass with both hands.   

A smirk spread across Étienne’s face as he heard the other’s voice, a voice he could listen to for hours on end and felt them slide into the shower.  “I mean, I guess I did?” He said, trying not to get too sad about the situation.  He let out a squeak as those hands groped his ass.

“Thanks again for agreeing to do this for me,” Blaine whispered, massaging  Étienne’s cheeks.  

Étienne  put a finger against Blaine’s lips to silence them.  “Of course.  You know I only want the best for you, and the sooner I can get you out of here, the better I’ll feel,” the blonde said.  “You’ve been so excited about this, how could I not want to help.”  He giggled then; a little nervous.  This was different than being on stage, and performing.  There was no stage, no music, no costumes.  “So how should this work oh wise one with the camera?”

“Hey, hey, look at me Éti” Blaine said, taking a hand and tilting the other’s face toward their own.  “It’s just me.  Just B,” they smiled.  “Forget the camera is even there.  Don’t worry about putting on a show for me.  This is just B and Éti,  fucking around in the shower like they always do.”  Blaine raised up on their tip toes hand cupping the back of  Étienne’s neck and pulling him down into a dirty kiss.  

Étienne moaned softly as Blaine kissed him, always enjoying the way the other seemed to take control.  “I should have let you film us more,” he whispered.  

Blaine laughed.  “It’s a good thing you are saying that now, when you’re leaving.  Or I’d end up with a whole collection of the best of the best of us,” they teased.  The brunette reached for the vanilla coconut body wash that  Étienne used and liberally applied some to their hands, rubbing them to a lather, and then starting at his shoulders, hands sliding easily over his broad shoulders and down his strong arms.  Those arms would come in useful in a little bit.  From the arms, Blaine let their hands move over  Étienne’s back, covering it with soap suds, stopping just at the twin indents above his ass, hands slipping around, up his ribs and back down over his chest, giving one nipple a flick with their finger, hands moving lower and lower, as the trail of hair beneath his navel became thicker, wider, purposefully avoiding the blonde’s cock.

Étienne tilted his head back, enjoying Blaine’s talented hands sliding along his skin thanks to the water and soap, like he was a slip and slide.  Although the other joked about being good with their hands from years of musical instrument practice, Étienne couldn’t help but wonder if it wasn’t true.  “Esti B,” Étienne swore as the other flicked at his nipple, they were always sensitive and Blaine enjoyed using that to their advantage. His head snapping back to watch as Blaine’s hands slipped lower, growling as the shorter purposefully avoided the one area he wanted to be touched the most.  “You going to scrub me down all over? Or just be a tease?”

“Am I really a tease?” Blaine asked before grinning. “No wait don’t answer that. Give me your hands,” they instructed the other. The curly haired one poured body wash into Étienne’s hands and then rubbed them together with their own. “You can wash me too you know.” Blaine was grateful for the years of dancing and the Pilates and Yoga the other dancers had recommended that made it easy for them to bend at the waist and start to wash  Étienne again from the waist up. 

“Oh is that what you want? Me to wash you?”  Étienne asked, sliding his hands along Blaine’s back.  Although the other wasn’t turned around to give him a perfect show of that ass, the view was still nice, and after sudsing up their back,  Étienne began to massage their ass, each cheek fitting nicely into a hand.  His fingers slipped between the crack easily, rubbing against the hole there.   

“You know what I want  Éti,”Blaine purred, pushing their ass back into the blonde’s exploring hands.  Their own hands moving up to the blondes thighs now and massaging them, front, back, and up the sides.  They straightened then, still not having touched the other’s cock and turned to rise the soap from them.  Then Blaine reached back, one hand blindly groping for  Étienne’s balls, the other for his cock.  Finding it, they started to stroke it slowly, loosely, in the first of their hand.

“With an ass like that, everyone knows what you want,”  Étienne moaned.  “Jesus Blaine.”  He let out a growl of frustration as Blaine stood up and turned around but it quickly dissolved into a moan of pleasure as the brunette finally, finally touched him.

Blaine laughed.  “Is that what it is? My ass?”  They wiggled said ass closer, using the hand around  Étienne’s cock to guide it between their cheeks.  “Open me up  Éti.  Get me ready and fuck me.”  They continued to stroke the other’s cock, taking a step forward to give the blonde room to use his fingers to open them up.  

Étienne groaned.  Blaine could be so demanding when they wanted and it drove him wild.    His finger’s immediately slipped between Blaine’s ass cheeks, circling and rubbing against the pucker there.  His skin was still slick from the water and soap and the first finger slipped in easily, causing him to moan loudly.  “Esti fuck Blaine.”

Blaine pushed back immediately as soon as  Étienne’s finger slid in side of them with a gasp of pleasure.  Their hand stilled for a moment before continuing it’s movements, as they tried to move in syn with the blonde.  “There is lube and a condom on the counter.  But you probably won’t need the lube until you’re ready to be in me.”  

“I don’t want to hurt you,”  Étienne said, finger moving quickly, easily, in and out of Blaine’s ass.  Still he added a second and began to twist them and scissor them, knowing the other wouldn’t hold back if they were hurting.

“You know I can take a little.... more;” Blaine gasped as the second finger was added.  “Fuck fuck fuck,” they moaned.  “Don’t stop.”  They gripped  Étienne’s cock for a second before beginning to pump it in earnest now.  Their thumb slid over the head, through the slit.  

“Blaine fuck,”  Étienne swore as the other’s grip tightened, the speed and pressure increasing.  “Are we going to get out no?”  He moaned as Blaine’s thumb moved over his head, where he was getting more and more sensitive with every stroke.  

“No,” Blaine almost shouted.  “Here, against the glass wall,” they panted.    “You’re going to, oh,  hold me up with those , fuck me, strong arms and shoulders.”  He moaned loudly as  Étienne found that perfect angle.  “I’m going to hold onto the glass” they breathed, letting go of the other’s cock. “And wrap my legs around you.  Get the stuff, Éti.  I need you.”

Étienne let his head fall forward onto Blaine’s shoulder, biting into his neck, muffling a moan at the other’s words.  “Fuck. D’accord,okay.”  He couldn’t help the whine that came when Blaine stopped touching him.  Reluctantly, he pulled his fingers from Blaine and he quickly opened the door, grabbing the condom and tearing it open, before sliding it over himself. Then he slathered himself with lube.  

Blaine hissed at the loss of that delicious full feeling. They turned around, back pressed against the glass wall.  “Just use a lot on you, I’ll be good, I promise.”  Their cock was hard and standing straight, up and at a slight angle, the tip red and leaking.  “Just need you,” they moaned.

Étienne quickly moved back to Blaine, capturing their lips in a deep, messy kiss, full of desire,  “Okay, up mon p’tit chou.  Up,” he said, grabbing one of Blaine’s legs and hooking it over his hip.  

Blaine kissed  Étienne back with passion.  They used the one leg over  Étienne’s hip for leverage and hoisted themselves up, wrapping both legs around the blonde’s waist as their hands gripped the top of the glass shower walls.  “You move us into position  Éti,” Blaine instructed.  

Étienne grabbed his cock at the base and began to rub it back and forth between Blaine’s cheeks and against their hole.  “You sure you’re okay?”  he asked.

“Perfect, promise,” Blaine husked, wiggling their ass back on  Étienne’s cock.  “Please  Éti, please,” they begged.

That was all  Étienne could take, and he thrust up, burying himself in Blaine’s tight ass.  He groaned loudly again, hands under their ass, holding them up against’ the wall.  “You feel too good,” he said into the other’s shoulder.  

Blaine gasped with pleasure as  Étienne’s cock entered him, head tilting back.  “It feels so good….so fucking good to feel you in me,” they whispered as Blaine looked down and watched themselves grow impossibly harder and harder between their chests with each rise and fall down the other’s shaft.  They felt the hands on their ass and they couldn’t help but moan more. Slowly Blaine used his arms as leverage to lift himself up and down, fucking themselves on  Étienne’s cock.  “Fuck…” 

“That’s it, that’s good,”  Étienne  agreed as Blaine began to move.  He knew the other was very much the kind of person that liked to be in control of their own pleasure and he was happy to let Blaine continue to fuck themselves on his cock.

“Fuck.” Blaine swore as they continued to move.  “I’m…I’m gonna come soon I think…that or my arms,” they whined.

“Of course I want you to come,” Étienne sighed blissfully.  He wrapped a hand around Blaine’s cock and began to stroke it fervently as he pushed them up harder against the wall.  

A couple of quick strokes was all it took for Blaine to come, long white, pearly ropes between their chests, a scream of  Étienne’s name falling from their lips.  They collapsed against the other, arms coming down from the wall to wrap around the blonde’s neck and hold on tightly.  “Wow,” Blaine murmured into his shoulder.

Étienne felt the splatter of Blaine’s come against his chest and then felt their ass tighten around his cock milking him with every quick thrust he continued to give to the brunette.  “Esti fucking hell Blaine,” he moaned into their shoulder, biting down again, twin teeth marks now dotting Blaine’s shoulder as he came.   Étienne sagged against Blaine’s body, pressed against the shower wall, his hands holding up the other’s ass.  “That was some goodbye B,” he said when his pulse and breathing returned to a more normal pace.   Étienne  felt himself slip from Blaine, and he reached for the condom, pulling it off with a grimace, noticing that the water was now considerably cooler. “Let’s clean up quick and get out yeah?  Wine?”  

Blaine cried out slightly a Étienne slipped from them, and they slowly unraveled their jello like legs from around his waist. “Yeah, let’s do that,” they said a yawn.  “If I can still walk.”  

[aroundthecornerblaine]

Do you think you will still be single next New Year’s Eve?

Honestly? I don't know. But I hope not. Not that there is anything wrong with being single; but I like having someone to share my life with. I might have prioritized that a bit too much, over the years. I hope I’ve grown more since I was last… truly single. Someone asked me recently if there was someone else, and there isn’t; not exactly. But there is the dream, the hope, of someone else. I can’t help it, I’m a romantic. I want to believe there is some guy out there that wants nothing more than to be with me. That we can talk and talk about nothing and everything. The conversation is always easy; even the hard things. That we have things in common that we enjoy, but are also different in ways that complement each other, challenge each other, and would make us appreciate each other. I want someone who checks all the boxes— a best friend, a lover, a muse, someone on my side… a partner.

Is that so wrong? Will I find him before next NYE? I hope so, so we can begin our crazy adventure together, but if not, then I’ll still be looking.

[theclaringtonhq]

who: @bdandersonhq & Hunter Clarington

when: last week/weekend

what: texts exchanged between the roommates

word count: 442 (more under the cut for neatness)

HUNT:  Hey B! I left you a pretty decent slice of cake.  It's on the kitchen counter next to the toaster.

Blaine: Cake?  What kind?  Thank you!!

HUNT:  Lemon sponge with a light frosting.  Connor Hudson made me a birthday cake.

Blaine: That sounds amazing.  How come I didn't know it was your birthday? Blaine: We should go have a drink or something.

HUNT: I don't know? HUNT: Sure. I've got a couple of things going on leading up to Memorial Day but after that?

Blaine: Well you could have told me... Blaine: I have a few things as well, but I'm available after.  You just let me know when :)

HUNT: I thought I had!  I'm guessing not.  My bad. HUNT: Great.  How about the 29th?

Blaine: Nope you didn't.  I guess I know where I am on the friends list.  :P Blaine: The 29th is great.

HUNT:  I don't know... I don't necessarily make a big deal out of it.  But Connor had the new Bieber collab with Ed Sheeran stuck in his head and I said he could sing me happy birthday to try and get that out of his head. HUNT: Cool.  Do you have somewhere specific you want to go?

Blaine: It is definitely one that gets stuck in your head that's for sure.  I caught myself humming it when I was out on my bike this morning. Blaine: There's this new piano bar not far from here.  It's got a decent atmosphere and isn't super crowded, plus the menu selection is offering more than bar food.  Might be fun.

HUNT:  I'm trying not to hear it for that reason. HUNT: A piano bar?  Alright.  I don't generally eat bar food anyway so that's not a big concern for me.

Blaine: i should blast it loudly so you can be in the know Blaine: yes, Though it is your birthday where would you like to go? Blaine: Do you have something different in mind?

HUNT: Then you will be responsible for getting it out of my head. HUNT: I'm easy.  The piano bar works.

Blaine: I can think of many ways to get music out of people’s heads. Blaine: easy huh... Sounds good.  Dress is casual.

HUNT: Then you should share that with Connor.  I think he's still living in Bieberland. HUNT: Alright.  That suits me.

Blaine: Bieberland is not somewhere I would want to be often.  Now Ed Sheeran, Katy Perry, Pink.  Not to mention Maroon Five because of Adam Levine.. Blaine: good.  Sounds like a solid plan.

HUNT: They're all okay I guess. HUNT: Great.  Let me know when.  I've got a couple of training sessions that day but I should be done around 6 or so.

Blaine: Cooper and I are having lunch, but I’ll be ready and waiting.

HUNT: Alright then. HUNT: Luckily I know where you live.  ;)

[finnofhudson]

Text 📲 Anderfam

Cooper: So no surprises this time, but Jackie and I are flying back into Doveport tomorrow night.

Cooper: I'm staying until after Easter.

Cooper: Does anyone know what Mom and Dad's plans are for Easter?