Finn Hudson

I got a note from you the other day and I just now opened it to look at it. If you want to hang out, I would love to. Just name a date and time and I’ll be there. 

Anonymous asked: What if Blaine was a girl...?

He wouldn’t have a penis. That seemed simple enough. Why did you have to ask me? Was your sex ed instructor that bad?
 

I have dedicated today to laying in bed

cupofblaine:

and watching most of Moulin Rouge repeatedly. Screw school and classes and homework.

Blaine. Anderson. I am coming to your house, right now. You are totally watching your sick movie, which means you need someone to take care of you. And you know me, I won’t take no for an answer. 

When the sun goes down. | Seblaine

cupofblaine:

For the past few days Blaine hadn’t been sleeping. There was always something keeping him awake. Most of the time it was homework, a lot of the time it was his thoughts. Sebastian was the number one topic of his thoughts, How to Succeed was second. A lot of his thoughts about Sebastian, though, included How to Succeed, and this confrontation that he knew had been coming. The lack of sleeping was starting to take it’s toll on him. His eyes felt heavy, there were bags under them, and he could barely think straight. And now, now that Sebastian was standing in front of him, it was taking every fiber of his being to hold himself together. He could already feel himself starting to come undone.

Blaine might have been angry when he first saw Sebastian; the anger had been mostly anger in himself for not telling Sebastian sooner and letting him find out this way, but he had initially directed it at the younger man. Now Blaine couldn’t find it in him to be angry. All of the anger, all of his feelings, were washed away the second he saw the pain written clear as day on Sebastian’s face. Everything Blaine had been feeling was replaced by sorrow and he covered his face with his hands for a moment, tilting his head up. He shook his head slightly before dropping his hands to his side, not looking back at Sebastian until he spoke. “No,” Blaine responded quickly, maybe too quickly and took a quick step forward. “Of course not. I didn’t mean…” he started to say, but stopped. He did. He did mean something by it. He had stepped away because he had been scared. Hell, he still was scared. He was scared of Sebastian, scared of what he would say and do, scared of getting close to him. Not only physically, but emotionally, mentally. All of the above. Sebastian and him had been as close as possible when they had dated, and to have that suddenly ripped away from him had left him scarred.

Sebastian’s words stung and, without realizing what he was doing, he took another step back. His eyes felt misty and wet. He couldn’t believe that after all this time, after promising himself, there was a possibility he might actually cry over Sebastian. As much as Sebastian’s words hurt, Blaine knew none of it was the younger boy’s fault - not this. It was his own. He looked down, ashamed, listening. He felt like the life was being sucked out of him and there was nothing he could do about it. He looked up suddenly when Sebastian asked if he had forgotten about the days at Dalton. His jaw dropped open with shock. “No,” he said, shaking his head. “I didn’t forget. How could I? They mean a lot to me,” he assured… tried to assure. “They were important,” he said quickly, looking down again. Sebastian bringing up how much he knew he had messed up just made Blaine feel like he was going to cry that much more. “I know it won’t, Sebastian. I know. Believe me.”

He took in a deep breath and let Sebastian finish speaking before he looked up at him again. “I’m not trying to punish you,” he said, quietly. “I just…” What was he suppose to say? That he was scared Sebastian was going to leave again? That would be a slap in the face. “I honestly don’t know why I didn’t tell you about… this.” He glanced towards the doors of the theater, letting his eyes linger for a moment.

Just looking at Blaine told Sebastian that something was wrong. He cared about the fellow ex Warbler, his once best friend and only boyfriend. Yeah, he had been promiscuous and had sex with plenty of other boys, but Blaine was the only one he had ever bothered to commit to. It was near impossible for him not to notice that something was bothering the other man, but at the same time he was too childish in his hurt to be able to do anything about it. If only they could get along, he would do everything in his power to make Blaine feel better. But he couldn’t get himself to be the bigger man and fix things, not when he was this upset. 

It didn’t help that Blaine started to confess something to him and then stopped in the middle. Was it that hard to speak with him? Sebastian would have thought that if anyone, he would be easy to talk to about anything. He really had ruined things that night he had walked away from Blaine in that bar. The holidays had made him think that perhaps he could redeem himself, and sleeping in the same bed as Blaine had brought so much hope that being where they were now was just something he couldn’t handle. He wasn’t prepared for it and life hadn’t exactly given him a life that taught him how to deal with not getting what he wanted. “Yeah, you didn’t mean it, but you hid this from me. What did you think I would do when I found out? I know you couldn’t have honestly thought that you could hide this forever. And what if I hadn’t found out until after your show was over? How freaking fantastic would it have been for me to miss out on your first chance to shine in the spotlight?”

He had to admit, his words had bite and he was purposefully saying things to hurt Blaine. He knew how fragile the other man was, how easy it would  be for him to get hurt. Especially if the person doing the hurting was Sebastian. The way Blaine looked up at him with his jaw hanging and that expression of shock draped on his face made Sebastian instantly feel bad. The next few things that were spoken and the way Blaine looked down at the ground cooled his temper, and there was just no way that he could hold on to any of his anger. Now what was he supposed to do? If he couldn’t be mad, how was he supposed to act? The truth was that he wanted to comfort Blaine, to take the steps needed to get close enough to pull him into his arms and say whatever needed to be said to make things better. But he couldn’t. Not even with how much he wanted to. His hands curled into fists at his sides, but they weren’t angry fists. He was just so conflicted, he had no idea how to handle this situation. Normally, when something like this that had any connection to emotion came into play he would run. That’s what he had done that night in the bar. It was why they were in this situation, and he knew he had to stay and talk this out. He couldn’t run. If he did, it might really be the end. 

“Whatever.” He said hurriedly, his eye flickering to the side. It was obvious he was a little uncomfortable with the idea of sharing like this, talking things over, and he knew he was bad at it. After all, he’d never done it. There had never been a reason to be in a situation like this before. EVen when they had dated. Sebastian and Blaine had gotten along almost one hundred percent of the time. Any little argument or disagreement they had seemed to settle itself. He didn’t even want to begin touching the subject of their past any more than he already had. It hurt, and he didn’t like it. He shoved his hands into his pockets and looked back up to Blaine, huffing out a breath so deep it made his chest sag. “It doesn’t matter. I know now. What do you want to do about it?”

It wasn’t the most neutral of things to say, and his tone wasn’t the most friendly, but it was a start. 

cupofblaine:

No, I know that never stopped you from talking. Guess it’s part of your so called “charm” ;) I’m looking forward to it, too. It’ll be nice to take a vacation after the show’s over. And England trip? Sounds fantastic. Oh? What places did you have in mind? (Because you are a kid. And hush. I’m not.) I’m not upset with you. I just felt obligated to at least try and make you let me pay. I know it’s kind of pointless, though. My mind was pretty much wiped clean once I saw “tacky little tourists gift shops”. Sounds extremely tempting, I’m not even going to lie. We’ll have to go on a thrift store hunt and find bow ties. Yep. Then when people ask where I get my bow ties, I can say London ;] But it’s hilarious. You’re hilarious. I don’t like you. Don’t mistake not liking for love. Well, don’t expect that yes anytime soon… I probably couldn’t kill you. Or anyone for that matter. Oh, please. I’m sure ghost!Sebastian would have something better to do than haunt me. I’m sure you would have just as much fun with the pestering, though.

So called charm. Ha. You love my charm, you can deny it all you want, I know the truth just as well as you do, lover boy. I think it will be the perfect vacation. Really. Maybe it’ll make us get along a little better again. I’m sure it’ll help you relax after your moment in the spotlight. And, it’ll make you unreachable, which will only make future Broadway show producers want you more. Trust me, the unreachable ones are the ones most people want more. I think floating around Europe with you would be really fun, and we might as well hit as many places as possible. I mean, who knows when the next time I’ll be able to take you around another country will be. I want to take you to Belgium to show you their chocolate and waffles. I think some Scottish traditions might amuse you. There are a few other places too. I just think you’d enjoy traveling around, getting to see new things. I want to be able to share that with you. Let me take care of the travel plans, and I’ll let you buy food every now and again on the trip, and you can spend more of your money on new bowties from all over Europe, and anything else that catches your eye. You know I’ve never minded spoiling you, I can afford to. Psh. You’re hilarious, school boy. Well, you used to love me. If you’ve forgotten, I’m sure I could find some way to remind you. I can wait for that yes, I waited before, I can wait again. Let’s not forget this last holiday season. Ghost!Sebastian would definitely have fun with the pestering. I’d follow you everywhere.

(Source: promiscuousxwarbler)

cupofblaine:

Oh shut up. No one asked you. Well I guess it’s a good think I brought it up then. I’m trying to decide which I’m more looking forward to. I really want to go to London. That’s actually the number one place on my to-visit list. (You’re a kid. You’re a kid. You’re a kid.) I know you have money. Ugh. Fine. I feel like arguing with you on this would just be pointless so I’ll shut up. It is ridiculous. It actually makes me laugh to think about. I really, really don’t like you right now, Sebastian. You have been warned. You should be prepared as soon as you walk through my door because I am going to kill you. Just so you know. Just… no, shut up.

Aww, boo. No, nobody asked me. That never stopped me from speaking before. It is a good thing you brought it up, I am really looking forward to it. We can go to London too. What if we just turn this trip to Paris into a sort of European tour? There are a few places I wouldn’t mind taking you to see. (And you call me the kid? You’re adorable.) Don’t get upset with me over this. Get upset with me over my other mistakes, but not this. I can do this. I don’t want you to have to worry about saving up for this, and planning things. I can take charge, I can get us the best rates. My family travels a lot, I just want to make sure you don’t end up spending a bunch of money. I’d rather you save your money to spend in the places we go than on the trip itself. Wouldn’t you rather buy all kinds of little things from all the tacky little tourists gift shops? Well, you can laugh. I won’t. I don’t think it’s ridiculous. You don’t like me, or you love me? You’re simply much too adorable for your own good. All it takes is one yes and all your no’s will disappear.. You really think you could kill me? You’d miss me. Besides, then I’d just haunt you. Which would mean all the same amounts of pestering you, and no chance of getting sexual at the end of it. 

(Source: promiscuousxwarbler)

perfumequinn:
Sebastian, right? Sure we can do that. This week then? Seeing as you have to be done by Saturday?

Yes, Sebastian. I would love to make it this week. I’ve got some time. Just give me a day that’s best for you. We can go eat ice cream or something. 

cupofblaine:

I guess I’m just special. Or maybe my excitable personality is just rubbing off on you. Well okay then. I won’t go without you. Paris should probably be last… considering how much time it’s going to take me to save up for that kind of trip. It’s going to take a while to save up for Orlando, too, but spring break would probably work. And then we can go to Hogwarts (a little kid, I’m tell you). Oh no. I am not letting you pay for that. I can pay for my own ticket. No I’m pretty sure it’s just ridiculous ;] Yeah, nice try. I bid you good luck.

Uh duh. Good detective work, Sherlock. ;] You’re the only special person in my life. All other people are faceless drones. Good, I would have to be mad at you if you went without me. I think Paris should be last too, just because I selfishly want to go to Hogwarts first. (Not a kid. :P) I have money, you know that. My family knows people. I can get us discounts on things, and freebies. Just let me take care of the plans for getting to Orlando, okay? And you’ll see then that I should be in charge for getting us to Paris too. Nope, not ridiculous. ;P You love it. Hey, I’ve convinced you before, sugar lips. Need I remind you of all the times I sensually explored that body of yours? Painting the canvas that is your skin with the brush of my tongue. Caressing your inside with well.. Certain parts of my anatomy. You used to love the things I did to you; How could one single blowjob seem so far out of reach? It wouldn’t be the first time I gargled over words while I had you in my mouth. Oops, did I get a little graphic there? <3

(Source: promiscuousxwarbler)

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cupofblaine:

You’ll have to fight that out with my sister. She already told me she called dibs on being my number one fan. I told her she’s my family, though, so she doesn’t count :P Oh and you mean someone other than yourself? Hah. Sorry about that. I’ll try to stop being so… weakening? ;] Except not really, because I think it’s hilarious. Better than superheroes? Are you sure about that? Superman’s pretty damn awesome. That’s because arguing with you is fun. We’re both so stubborn. You’re a little far away for the kissing part, but I guess we can make up… for now. I’m sure I’ll think of something to argue with you about soon enough. I can’t not, though. Let’s just not talk about it. I don’t know. I haven’t slept much lately at all, actually. Are we still on a truce? You’re not mad at me anymore? If that’s the case you should come over… My roommates at her friends so my apartment is all empty and creepy quiet. I’m blasting my stereo and the tv. I don’t like being alone. And then I can force you to help me with my french homework so I get more than an hour of sleep. Please. We all know I think very highly of you, Sebastian. I don’t think she hates you, she’s just… worried. Nah. I’ll tell her to play nice. She can go a couple hours without saying something rude, it won’t kill her. Same goes for you, too, of course. I don’t want to have to be keeping an eye on you two.

Family doesn’t count, I win. I totally win. Number one fan, right here. Ooh no, I wasn’t complaining. I don’t mind. You’re the one person that is allowed to weaken me. Though now that you said you won’t stop, I’m compelling to be stubborn and change my mind. Yes, we’re better than super heroes. Even Superman. True. We can go back and forth and we’re both pretty witty when it comes down to it. At least this is friendly. I was trying to not think about that, yes, I am too far away for the kissing part. Ooh you.~ I’m sure you will. You’re being unhealthy. I’m on my way right now. I will do your french homework for you, you will sleep, and when morning time comes I’ll go over your french homework with you really quick so you understand it. Next time, I’ll let you do the homework and I’ll just help, but for now.. You need sleep. I’ll tuck you in and kiss you goodnight and everything. And I won’t hear a single word of protest either. I know you haven’t been sleeping. I know you think highly of me, but if I were your sibling and I heard what had happened.. I’d hate me. Honestly, I hate me for what I did to you. I hate me for letting my own thoughts tear us apart when you needed me most. I’ll play nice, I can bite my tongue. I have nothing mean to say about her anyway, I liked her. 

(Source: promiscuousxwarbler)

cupofblaine:

Ah, see. I know you so well. You can admit to feeling excited, though. You’re only human. Oh, I’ve already decided we’re going. Even if I have to go without you. It’s happening. I just need to go on a road trip or something. Go to all these places I’ve never been. Hey, remember when you promised to take me to Paris? That is the most ridiculous thing I’ve heard. But of course you can. I totally believe you. Yeah right. Only in your dreams, lover boy.

I can, but it generally only happens when you’re around. Just saying. Ooh, you will not be going without me. I am definitely all in, we have to go. I do remember, Paris can either be our next trip.. Or we can go there first. I don’t mind either way. Hey, what if we drove down to Hogwarts (I refuse to call it an amusement park. It IS Hogwarts) and then fly out to Paris from there? We can park at the airport and I’ll see what I can do about paying for the flight and the parking. Spring break is coming up soon…  Ridiculous but amazing. Aw, shucks. You know I had to try. I’ll get you yet, school boy. The fact that you’re not easy just makes me want you more.

(Source: promiscuousxwarbler)