Tag: v: to be named

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Less “meet cute.”  More “meet ugly.”
10. – Our muses meet doing the walk of shame. @makahwclfgirl

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Sea Legs took on a whole new meaning once he finally staggered out of the hotel and into the awful crisp light of day.  Blaine could barely walk.  Either from dehydration or the fact he hadn’t slept in twenty six hours.  One look down at himself and he wondered how many buttons were left on his shirt.  How’d that hole get torn into his pants pocket?  Once again?  Kurt and he completely failed at platonic.  Making it two blocks on foot with wobbly legs and his collar hitched up to cover marks that an ache on the side of his neck hinted at–Blaine paused when he saw a woman walking towards the bus stop who appeared to be in just as worse shape as he was. When she stopped beside him, he pulled his coat tighter and tried to act natural. Whistling and humming–eyes settling on this or that object before this doofy smile he couldn’t resist appeared out of the blue and he squinted–looking at her with a cock of his head to the side and a peek up from the cement.  “You, too, huh?”

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Less “meet cute.”  More “meet ugly.”
50. – Your muse tried to drunkdial their ex but got my muse instead. @tinawithtwocees

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“–Sorry?  All of that was very sweet.  I’m sure that I’d miss you that much, too.  If–we knew each other?  I would have interrupted you but you kept telling me to ‘please let you get this out’ and I couldn’t get a word in–I think you have the wrong number.   

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Less “meet cute.”  More “meet ugly.”
32. – My muse catches your muse writing something about them on a bathroom wall.  @yuffieindierps (Kurt)

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Blaine leaned against the cold tile of the bathroom wall not more than two feet from where Kurt–with marker in hand–was apparently too busy to notice he walked inside just as he was finishing up his ‘masterpiece’.  “Excuse me?  I couldn’t help noticing an artist at work.  Especially when I think that’s my name written in your latest creation.  Would you mind reading me the rest outloud?  Sorry, I can’t make out the details from here,” he totally could but the grin on his mouth and the twinkle in his eye said that he wasn’t about to admit to it.

rachel.

                 it was out of respect for her friendship with blaine that rachel didn’t perform one of her signature storm outs. the timing was perfect for it but rachel refrained. “ blaine, sebastian has been nothing but rudesince he got here! the first thing he did was ask me if my eyebrows were removable. I BARELY FILL THEM IN! no— no! ” 

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             rachel huffed && crossed her arms, going quiet. with a heavy sigh, she nodded at him. “ fine. five minutes. go. ”

      Blaine knew he was working on limited time. Five minutes and he might be able to buy more if he kept talking but there was no guarantee.  Especially considering who he was talking to.  His stomach sank.  Sebastian’s go-to insults were already tossed in the mix to make this a tad more difficult.  –Why do you insist in making things harder for me, Seb? Why?–  Best to make the most of his time and not stand there cringing at his boyfriend’s lack of a brain-to-mouth plug.

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“Well,” he crossed his arms and rocked back on his heels trying to think of the best way to sway her, “He does that to people he likes.  I know that makes no sense but we have another friend who is just as bad at it and you know Santana loves us.  The harder he picks on you?  The more he likes you.  I know from experience.  You think I’m safe from his weird way of showing affection? I’m not.  It’s just how he is.”  Was that a good start?  Who knew?  Wait and see?

rachel.

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                it was hard to have a private discussion in the small apartment. but rachel needed to speak with blaine about their new house guest. yes, she was referring to sebastian smythe as their house guest.because there was absolutely NO WAY he was moving in with them. absolutely no way at all. && rachel told blaine exactly that once they were out of sebastian’s earshot.

                    “ there is no way sebastian smythe is moving in with us! ”

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Blaine knew this was coming the minute he lightly–as in a pensive whisper–suggested the idea he repeated in his head a million times before actually going through with asking.  Yes, he might have let Rachel think Sebastian was only here for a visit but he was hoping she might see his boyfriend in a different light if she gave him a chance and spent some time with him.

                    Or not.

“I understand where you are coming from.  I get it.  You and everyone else doesn’t like or trust him but–hear me out.  Please?  Five minutes.  Give me five minutes,” he knew it was going to take longer than that but if he could squeeze five out of her?  It was a good place to start?  “Just to explain myself and prove to you that-!  That-!  This can be a good thing?”Â