I just had this idea for an AU!Klaine, in which Blaine was kicked out by his father after Sadie Hawkins and Social Services (I’m not sure if that’s the right term in english) put him under Burt Hummel’s care.
And like that Blaine ends living with Burt and Kurt.
He practically doesn’t talk, and he’s very wary about open up to Burt or Kurt. But, soon he gets to know Kurt and sees in him everything that he would like to be. He’s open about his sexuality, he’s strong enough to not care if people see him as flamboyant, and he doesn’t let his bullies to completely ruin his life.
So, a silent shy Blaine slowly falls in love with Kurt.
The problem is that even if he’s wary around Burt, he does respect him and doesn’t want to break that trust by admitting his feelings for Kurt.
At the same time, Kurt’s heart ache at the knowledge of what Blaine went through. Not only the bullying and the Sadie Hawkins incident, but because his parents kicked him out only because he was gay and everyone discovered it. He tries to befriend Blaine, to help him open up, but the more he tries to do so, the more Blaine tries to put distance (because his feelings for Kurt).
Then Kurt’s bullying get worse and only Blaine notices it… and that’s what finally makes them get closer.
Blaine trots beside Kurt down an unfamiliar New York street and absolutely fails to sightsee.
For the past few hours he’s been suffering from a severe case of tunnel vision for his delightfully present boyfriend and unable to get one particular thought from his head.
“Why do you hate me?” he asks.
Kurt gives him a withering sidelong glare. “Don’t be ridiculous.”
“Well, I’d really like to kiss you right now.”
“And I’d like to kiss you.”
Talented author is talented.
Discussion on Palestine-Israel today. More than a little offended by comments in class, but our classmates did a good presentation. I stayed out of it.
As for getting a chance to see the Arabic language written-down, I love to see it, it is just so gorgeous to me. I wish I was more literate in Arabic.
To The-Fisher-Queen, they had actually asked me to speak in-class yesterday, but they did want me to censor myself (understandably). I hope it was a good decision. I feel like I needed to say something and I could have added something to the discussion, but I was admittedly so angry so my staying out was because I would not have been able to hold my temper otherwise (I am still angry and hurt, but the hurt from this is a symptom of other hurt, so it would not have been used in a beneficial way).
It’s not particularly awesome and I’ve never written actual Glee!fic before…but thoughts would be much appreciated.
It’s just a drabble. I might follow-up with an assortment of other drabbles.
“I will be outside your door in three minutes, Blaine Anderson, god damnit. And you best be answering your door or I will go all Lima Heights Adjacent on your ass.”
Another voicemail left. Another unanswered phone call. Not a single member of the New Directions had heard hide nor hair from the petite former Warbler in the last three days. Despite the fact that many of the Glee Club members had refused to reach out to him following Kurt & Blaine’s clean break, Santana had felt the palpable concern in the Choir, even from herself. She had decided at the look of concern on Mike’s face and as Brittany had asked-again-as to the whereabouts of Blaine that she would head over to Blaine’s house immediately following rehearsal.
Later, after a well-placed rock allowed her entrance into the palatial Anderson home; after an unconscious Blaine had been found crumbled, unconscious on the stairs of his parents’ home (his parents nowhere in sight); after an ambulance and fellow Gleeks were called; after numerous IV’s and needles the youngest Anderson’s frail body, that Santana would be grateful she got off her ass and went to look for Blaine.
In the end, Blaine had been suffering a fever that got out of hand. His parents were out of town. Again, somewhere doing something and they couldn’t be reached. Blaine had been walking down the stairs in an effort to get water to soothe his aching throat when he had blacked out and fell down the stairs. Between his now-elevated fever, bruised and broken body, and concussion, he had shifted in and out of unconsciousness for three days until Santana found him hungry, hurt, and dehydrated. It was another week in the hospital before Blaine would be strong enough to go home again, but between his injuries and his “missing” parents, the hospital chose to keep him admitted.
Pretty swiftly after all this came out, Social Services’ stepped in. Santana’s parents were curious as to why Santana, who really only cared for a select few cared for this seeming stranger. They decided to take a risk on their daughter’s gut, and after going through the steps, they became the state-approved foster parents for Blaine Anderson. And Blaine accepted recognizing the physical and legal limitations of his condition (a broken rib, a concussion, a broken leg, and a fractured wrist, plus more bruises than could be counted really). It was almost two months after Blaine was officially fostered by the Lopez’ (and one and a half months after the fever that changed his life) that Blaine’s parents showed back up from their 4-month stay at a Cyprus reflection and retreat center…
The awesome Associate Dean, IE: “the People’s Dean,” on-campus has never heard of the supposed scholarship from Sodexo.
Wachen A. According to Student Accts., it’s for a meal plan I don’t have this semester (and that they do it every semester…)…According to Eric, it’s for Food Week.
The general consensus is that it’s bribe money.
Yeah, it’s definitely a bribe.
I shouldn’t say it’s definitely a bribe. I should say it’s almost definitely a bribe. And mostly I put it together by looking at the pieces.
According to Student Accounts, Eric Goodrich delivered a check to Student Accounts for a “2nd Semester Meal Plan Scholarship.” According to Eric, this is a scholarship that Sodexo-at-SCU gives out to one student every semester. According to Student Accts., a student must have a meal plan in order to receive that scholarship. I have never, nor do I currently, have a scholarship. According to Eric, it was a complicated process because they had to go through a “Scholarships Office” (I think he means Financial Aid, but still WTF) and it is usually delivered pre-semester (IE: not midway through the semester at its full amount), but it got into my account March 14. According to Student Accounts, they do no know why I was chosen to receive this scholarship…they were completely unfamiliar with it since the process usually involves ResLife (who deals with student meal plans). Sodexo should have sent me a letter or email (or even a call) notifying me of the scholarship and the school should have done similar (esp. since Sodexo did not). And the school deposited it into my Student Accounts without my permission (which they are required to let me at least know that this is happening before it happens)…hence the bribe assumption…
I’m looking for some really good-Blangsty-as-Hell/Practical Magic (or Charmed)-Blaine-esque fic.
I’m not sure what the plot would be, but Blaine has to be a good witch of some sort, maybe cursed? And there must be Klaine (maybe future!Klaine). Setting: preferably coastal.
Please?
There is a good chance I am going to be arrested Friday, ya’al. It could be interesting.
Going to an action/protest that I cannot mention on Tumblr in/around St. Paul (not SCU);it’s too important…if I get arrested for this (something the CSJs are arrested for all the time), then so be it, I guess.
I’m a little scared, I guess, and very nervous, but also kinda just “what’s next?”
