Blaine D. Anderson

Blaine Devon Anderson McKinley High School Class of 2013 Independent & Selective Blaine Anderson from "Glee"

[deathclls-moved-deactivated2020]

controversial but normalise dropping threads and not being online every day. the RPC while a creative outlet is still a form of social media and it’s healthy to take a step back once in a while. roleplaying should be a hobby and if anyone gets mad at you for not being online / for not replying fast enough / for dropping threads then thats on them.

[blaine-devonanderson]

@warblerleader​ asked: “It’s okay to be angry.” | * (  CHARMED /  SENTENCE PROMPTS.

Blaine pauses mid-swing toward the punching bag, and turned to glance over his shoulder at Sebastian. He hadn’t heard him approach, lost as he was in beating the crap out of the inanimate object in front of him.

“Better out than in, and all of that?” Blaine shrugged, no humor in his tone. “I know. I’ve heard all of it. The therapist I saw my freshman year was really quite thorough. Doesn’t mean I like being angry, or want to be. It’s tiring, and it’s not who I am. And yet, still... “ He waved a gloved hand quietly toward the bag.

[rpsourcedmemes]

It’s Sinday! Send 💋 to straight up kiss my muse!

[therpmemeshop]

more lines from modern media that are raw as hell

warning: some may be nsfw

insp: x / x

❝ we deserve a soft epilogue, my love. ❞

❝  we are good people and we’ve suffered enough. ❞

❝ violence for violence is the rule of beasts. ❞

❝ when the weight of the world is on your shoulders, you learn. ❞

❝ will you fight? or will you perish like a dog? ❞

❝ welcome to my twisted mind. ❞

❝ i will face god and walk backwards into hell. ❞

❝ you mean the chaos emeralds? ❞

❝ i see now that the circumstances of one’s birth are irrelevant. ❞

❝ it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are. ❞

❝ it’s not about the size of the dog in the fight but about the size of the fight in the dog. ❞

❝ pick a hell and rot there. ❞

❝ we are the timeline that god has abandoned. ❞

❝ do you think that god stays in heaven because he too lives in fear of what he has created? ❞

❝ every day we stray further from god’s light. ❞

❝ you’re about to experience the wrath of a god. ❞

❝ alone on a friday night? god, you’re pathetic. ❞

❝ you sit on a throne of lies. ❞

❝ they don’t decide who you are. you are who you choose to be. ❞

❝ thanks to you, i am saddled with unnecessary… feelings. ❞

❝ i survived because the fire inside me burned brighter than the fire around me. ❞

❝ bold of you to assume i can die. ❞

❝ if you had the chance to change your fate, would you? ❞

❝ it’s a beautiful day outside. birds are singing, flowers are blooming…on days like these, kids like you… should be burning in hell. ❞

❝ despite everything, it’s still you. ❞

❝ in this world, it’s kill or be killed. ❞

❝ i’d sell you to satan for one corn chip. ❞

❝ prove to me that you are strong enough to survive. ❞

❝ i should have killed you when i had the chance. ❞

❝ god won’t let me die. ❞

❝ god gave me depression because if my ambitions went unchecked i would have bested him in hand to hand combat by age 16. ❞

❝ you know i had to do it to em. ❞

❝ it seems you were the one offended, my good bitch. ❞

❝ you will stay who you are, not a perfect soldier, but a good man. ❞

❝ YOU ARE ALREADY DEAD. ❞

❝ the risk i took was calculated, but man, am i bad at math. ❞

❝ this jackassery will NOT stand! ❞

❝ god can’t help you now. ❞

❝ i am a monument to all your sins. ❞

❝ if the world chooses to become my enemy, i will fight like i always have. ❞

[persephonememes]

* (  CHARMED /  SENTENCE PROMPTS.

These may have been edited for clarity or length or to better apply for roleplaying.

❛ I can’t help you unless you talk to me. ❜

❛ She has no regard for her life, or anyone else’s. ❜

❛ Promise me you’re not gonna over-react. ❜

❛ It’s okay, it’s gonna be okay. ❜

❛ So, how scary was I? ❜

❛ With everything that happens in our lives, love just feels like an invitation for more pain.❜

❛ It’s my first war wound, think I’ll wear it with pride. ❜

❛ Whoa, what are you doing? ❜

❛ I smell something witchy. ❜

❛ Look at me. I look like a drowned rat! I need my blow dryer. ❜

❛ I hate camping. ❜

❛ What the hell happened here? ❜

❛ You’re changing the subject. ❜

❛ Let go of me so I can blow him up. I’m gonna blow you up! ❜

❛ Let go of me! I have to save them! ❜

❛ It was my fault. It was my fault. ❜

❛ Magic’s always been inside of you. ❜

❛ If you’ll put your nose any deeper into that coffee cup, you’re gonna need a snorkel. ❜

❛ You wanted a normal life, remember? ❜

❛ It’s four o'clock in the morning, what are you doing? ❜

❛ You’re bleeding. ❜

❛ I was just trying to help. ❜

❛ I love you. ❜

❛ I don’t understand why magic can’t fix this. ❜

❛ It’s not like we haven’t cheated death before. I don’t understand why this time isn’t any different. ❜

❛ You gotta be more careful. ❜

❛ How am I? Are you kidding? ❜

❛ But if there’s one thing you learned over the last three years it’s that there’s always a reason for everything. ❜

❛ What the hell is the matter with you?! ❜

❛ I’m not angry. I am pissed off!  ❜

❛ You were trying to get yourself killed, which is what this family does best is get killed. ❜

❛ And I thought my family was screwed up. ❜

❛ I didn’t even have time to change. ❜

❛ Don’t you think you’re being a little paranoid? ❜

❛ It’s okay to be angry. ❜

❛ I’ll play the bitch, you play the witch, ok? ❜

❛ I just want to find out the truth. ❜

❛ It’s okay, it’s just a graze. ❜

❛ I’m not doing this anymore. I give up. I quit. ❜

[blaine-devonanderson]

I’m here. Just, everything has been insane lately. My upcoming work event had me up three different days at 5am for meetings with peeps in the UK this last week. Wednesday I worked from 5am-9pm. That was fun. I’ve also been in demand to entertain my riding trainer’s grandkids. Why is it kids adore the one person who doesn’t like kids?? Anyway, I’ve done my duty with board games and riding and pizza parties. Thank the gods they’re going home this week.

To top it all off, I am also attempting to move during this crazy time. Eventually, this will be a very, very good thing because the condo is beautiful, the neighborhood is quiet, and the backyard is just a view of rolling hills of pasture.  And one day, it will totally and completely be mine. So I’m excited. But the packing, and driving stuff over bit by bit, whenever I find a free moment, just wipes me. 

So I’m going to see if I can do a thing or two here tonight on the first day I’ve taken for myself in like, forever.

[blaine-devonanderson]

𝓢𝓮𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓪𝓷​:

blaine-devonanderson said: ❝ we deserve a soft epilogue, my love. ❞ (For Bas)

—–

Sebastian looked up from the book he held in his hand, his other occupied by holding up his head as he sprawled out lazily on the couch. The sun drifted in from the large window behind him, shining off the mirror that was across the room. It was a rare moment for them. In hundreds of years, it was rare for them to have a moment where they could do something as simple as read a book or enjoy the afternoon sun. 

“When has anything ever been soft for us?” Sebastian couldn’t help the small smirk that played on his lips as he set the book aside. “But if I had to have an epilogue, I’m sure you would find a way to make it the softest.”

Blaine couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the other’s response, a fond smile curving across his lips. Leave it to Sebastian to point out the hardships they’ve faced. His oh-so-beautiful pessimist, forever clinging to his harsh realism. If Blaine didn’t know that deep down, the man he loved hard the squishy, sticky, warm interior of a roasted marshmallow, he’d fear he’d devoted the entirety of millennia to a cynic.

Moving over to the couch, Blaine reached out to push Sebastian back into a prone position, swinging a leg across him before settling down to straddle his hips. “Absolutely the softest for the man of my heart,” he murmured, bending to brush a light kiss over his lover’s lips. “It’s no less than you deserve, considering the love you’ve showered me with all these years.”

[blaine-devonanderson]

If you haven’t watched The Old Guard on Netflix, watch The Old Guard on Netflix.

[blaine-devonanderson]

warblerleader​:

I’m just pragmatical, that’s all.

Another word for pragmatical is hard-headed... so yeah, I’ll give you that one.

[blaine-devonanderson]

warblerleader​:

I do not. I’m practical.

Practical my ass! Lackadaisical is more like it.

[blaine-devonanderson]

warblerleader​:

No, I merely corrected your misinformation.

It’s not misinformation. I was simply pointing out that you have the habits of a little piggy. Oink, oink.

[blaine-devonanderson]

warblerleader​:

Seb vc: Have you really forgotten that I was raised in Paris?

Did you just equate Paris to a barn??

[blaine-devonanderson]

I know it was foolish to hold onto hope but jesus... why today??

I can’t even process at this point.

[blaine-devonanderson]

Am I the only person who just wants to spend their birthday in peace?? I’ve been working my ass off lately, been dealing with lots of people and that always sends my anxiety through the roof, and I just wanted to enjoy yesterday—me, my horse and some good food. But everyone always wants to spend your birthday with you, coming up with ideas of what to do. And then if you say, well I just want to do what I want to do, they get pissy.

So I thought maybe today I could sleep in and have a restful morning. Nope. My dad showed up at my door at 8AM wanting to run an extension cord through my bedroom window so he could spends the next 2 hours jackhammering a slab of concrete! 

I give up.

[warblercaptain]

@blaine-devonanderson​​ asked: five times kissed 

{ five times kissed - x - accepting }

FIRST KISS

The first kiss with Blaine was nothing like Sebastian imagined. Not that he had any perfect scenario. No it wasn’t like what Sebastian imagined because it was better. It was cliche to say. But Sebastian had contemplated kissing the shorter boy from time to time. He’d be lying if he said he didn’t. And he really had no specific scenario in mind. He had thought of plenty. However, none of them were quite like this.

Blaine kissed him first. It was short, and it very clearly lead to Sebastian wanting more. It seemed hesitant. And Sebastian couldn’t blame him, the other boy had been with Kurt where sudden advances didn’t seem to be normal. He didn’t know all the details, but from what he did know spontaneity was not welcome by Hummel. Luckily he wasn’t Hummel.

He didn’t even allow Blaine to have another word, and went in to continue that first kiss, smiling into it as he did.

IN FRONT OF THE WARBLERS

It was a reunion. A few years after graduation, after Sebastian and Blaine had gotten together. They had been careful with announcing it. Kurt and some of the New Directions made things more difficult than they ever needed to be. So they had been careful. It was fine.

However they were among friends. They were among people Sebastian trusted, and Blaine trusted. Nick had been Sebastian’s roommate for years, and put up with everything if anyone deserved to know if they were official it was Nick. It had been about an hour, and Sebastian gave Blaine a chaste kiss on the cheek before discretely slipping away to the bathroom.

The kiss wasn’t discrete, and it got the attention of the Warblers. It wasn’t any big celebration of a kiss. But it was perfect for the occasion, for the men there. It was subtle enough to not interrupt the festivities, but announced enough to start a conversation, and relieve Nick from dying before Sebastian and Blaine became official.

Upon his return Sebastian just smirked and let the chaos from their friends ensue.

TO PISS KURT OFF

It was an opening night, Sebastian doesn’t even remember who it was an opening night for, what it was for him or Blaine. All that he knew was that Kurt was there. Which even after all these years, irked him. It must have been an opening night for Blaine.

He remembers being back stage after the show. He was talking with one of the company before going to see Blaine when he saw Kurt. He excused himself and went to see Kurt at Blaine’s dressing room. He saw the door open and he saw Blaine talking to Kurt. He knew nothing would come of it, he knew he wasn’t jealous like Kurt had been.

He also knew that Kurt didn’t know Blaine’s boyfriend was him. So, Sebastian smirked, made it to Kurt reintroduced himself to the boy. Who was already questioning why he was here. Why he was backstage. It was like watching a movie that he had seen before. Kurt was an old record on reply. He smirked, gave Blaine a knowing look and while he could have said any number of things to Kurt.

He didn’t.

He moved into the dressing room towards Blaine, and gave him a chaste kiss on the lips. It wasn’t long, or shoving too much into Kurt’s face. But it shut the boy stuck in his high school days up. And Sebastian held back at laugh, shooting Blaine a semi sorry look, even though he wasn’t sorry at all.

PROPOSAL

Sebastian liked to think he knew Blaine. However, when it came to a perfect proposal he was utterly clueless. He had done the right thing asked the parents, got permission. All of that. he did all of that. But when it came to the actual event itself Sebastian was lost. He didn’t want a repeat of an event important to them, as nice as it would have been to propose with the warbler’s singing, and stopping as he came forward for a solo to bend on one knee, it didn’t feel perfect.

Blaine had always admired he had been out there. He lived in Paris. That he was so distinctly not Kurt, if that was even a proper way to phrase it. But when it came to proposing he was clueless.

Then one day it kind of happened. It was a lazy morning, just him and Blaine sharing a bed. He was drinking a homemade coffee with a shot of Courvoiseir because no he was not joking when he told Blaine that. He looked at his boyfriend who still appeared to be asleep. He was lucky. He knew that.

He looked to his bedside table where the ring was, a poor choice most likely but he trusted Blaine enough to not snoop, especially when Sebastian had never made any inclination that he was going to propose or that he bought a ring. And Blaine’s family, bless them, had been utterly discrete about the whole thing and Blaine never seemed tipped off.

So he pulled the ring, out of the box, out of the bedside table and studied it taking a sip. He tried to figure out what words to say, how to make this whole thing perfect. Did Blaine want some big event or did he want something private and sentimental. He looked at Blaine and sighed, “How do I even ask you?” After all, Sebastian was the last person who ever thought about getting married. He wasn’t sure the perfect way to propose.

He hadn’t even realized Blaine had woken up, and he was laying in bed with a coffee in one hand, and a ring in the other, clearly Blaine figured out what was going on. Sebastian didn’t even get to properly ask the question, because Blaine had said yes, the ring was on his finger, the coffee forgotten on the nightstand, as he kissed Sebastian. It reminded him so much of their first kiss, but their was no hesitancy, as this time it seemed that Blaine pulled away only to get a breath of air.

WEDDING

Sebastian had very few requirements for their wedding, that was obviously extravagant but elegant because money was not a problem. The first was that his parents always remained separated, because apparently not allowing his mother to come was rude and he was not allowed to do that ( fine she can come Blaine ). The second was that Nick was his best man. The third was that they either where complimentary suits, or black suits, but under no circumstances was one of them to wear black and the other white. That felt tacky to him. The fourth, and final thing that he required was that one of their flowers be sunflowers, they had long been a favorite of Sebastian’s. But no flower was more perfect to describe his past, present, and future with Blaine. Adoration, loyalty, and longevity.

He got those four things. It was a perfect day. Sure the kissed at the alter, but that is not the kiss that Sebastian remembers most clearly despite being sober at the time. No the kiss that marks this occasion for Sebastian was at the reception in the midst of some cheesy party song that every DJ has on their party list, with the Warblers, and their friends, and family surrounding them singing along with said cheesy song, their was confetti at some point and he and Blaine were kissing, Sebastian holding the other man close. They are both smiling into the kiss, everyone is happy.

He’s glad that a photographer also captured that particular memory for them. Its Sebastian’s favorite picture from the wedding. Its the one he always has in dressing rooms, on his phone, its in their apartment framed. Its utterly perfect.

[blaine-devonanderson]

𝓢𝓮𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓪𝓷:

He was singing praises to whatever god would listen, as he wasn’t religious, that Blaine did not pick up on the fact that he worked at Dalton during the summer. And if he did, he didn’t mention it. Small things. He just hoped that even though it wasn’t mentioned, that it didn’t get back to the Warblers. They were not to know that he took the fall for the whole incident, that he turned himself into the Dean for his behavior towards a former loved student. He was not going to let the Warblers go down because of a plan that ultimately was his even if he had help, lots of help. The Dean never needed to know that.

He knew he could trust Blaine when he said that Blaine wouldn’t talk, well he felt that he could. Maybe that was mainly because he had a hunch Blaine wouldn’t be mentioning they were friends again to Kurt or any of the other New Directions members. It was a bit of a safety net. Well until they competed against each other, then he was certain things would come crawling out, as they always did.

At the mention of seeing things different Sebastian looked at Blaine, his head not quite snapping to attention but he did straighten. After all, wasn’t that part of the reason he didn’t want to give up on being Blaine’s friend. He wasn’t a yes man for the other, but he also wasn’t here to put him down either. He was right in the middle, in his honest opinion it was one of the reasons he thought he was a good captain be it of the Warblers or the Dalton lacrosse team. “Do I?” he asked, nonchalantly, but clearly a bit proud of himself, “Care to elaborate, or am I going to have to play twenty questions to figure it out?”

BLAINE LAUGHED, HEAD DUCKING SLIGHTLY AS HIS CHEEKS WARMED. Leave it to Sebastian to hone in on that particular comment. He couldn’t make things easy by just accepting that Blaine was open to considering Sebastian’s outlook on things, and let it go. Oh no. He had to know the details of exactly what Blaine might have been referring. It might’ve been annoying if Blaine wasn’t also appreciative of Sebastian’s KEEN eye and ear. Nothing ever seemed to get past him, and Blaine couldn’t help but admire that.

“Of course, the moment you ask so pointedly, I can’t come up with a single SPECIFIC instance,” Blaine hedged, still uncertain as to just how open he could be with Sebastian. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust his friend—he did—but a part of Blaine couldn’t shake the thought that just by continuing to meet and talk with him was a betrayal to Kurt. Maybe if they’re past hadn’t been so contentious, if Sebastian and Kurt hadn’t appeared to be so AT-ODDS from the very beginning, this would all be much easier on Blaine. He hated feeling as if he were forced to balance being a good friend to Sebastian, while also being a good boyfriend to Kurt. Why couldn’t he just do both?

Knowing Sebastian wasn’t just going to allow him to get away with that response, Blaine pondered the question for a moment longer, debating how much he could share without crossing over some INVISIBLE line. After all, it’s not like he could say, oh Kurt and I ultimately had sex because the way you were so open about it pushed me to realize waiting was kind of stupid.

“You just... you live life by your own rules, and what you want, and you don’t let the opinions of others dictate your actions. I wish I could be MORE like that, and am trying now. A bit. Far too often I guess I let my fears of what others might want or think override my own desires.”

[blaine-devonanderson]

𝓢𝓮𝓫𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓪𝓷​:

The response Blaine gave him shocked him. He had a hard time believing no one had said anything like that before. The Warblers literally could not shut up about Blaine. Did they never voice what they told him to Blaine himself? That seemed odd, that was something he would have to talk with them about. He wasn’t lying when he was told Blaine was sex on a stick and sings like a dream. Okay so maybe he changed some of the praises of Blaine’s looks, but he wasn’t wrong in his summation of the Warbler’s praises. Perhaps just a bit more crass.

“Someone must have,” he said after a few seconds. “How could they not?” It was just a bit baffling. Didn’t Blaine have a boyfriend. He knew Kurt was a bit stuck up, and had his head so far up his own ass that he could see the inside of his stomach, but Kurt must have complimented Blaine like that at some point. Right? Blaine must have sung for Kurt before, the Warblers would not shut up about the Gap Attack even if Blaine wasn’t the topic of conversation, any unplanned performance meant someone was bound to mention it.

“I’d tell you to get used to those kinds of words, but I can’t say how often you’ll see me to get used to them, that’s all on you.” Sebastian not only meant the compliment he would do it again, and again. He meant every compliment he gave to Blaine.

SIGHING, BLAINE GLANCED AWAY FOR ANOTHER MOMENT, CONSIDERING SEBASTIAN’S WORDS. He’d be lying to himself if he tried to say he didn’t enjoy the other boy’s compliments, his flirtations. his outright come-on’s. It was wrong, of course, and Blaine knew that, too. He shouldn’t enjoy and want to be in Sebastian’s company as much as he does, considering he had a boyfriend. It was just like the previous year; he’d been DRAWN to Sebastian, and while he knew nothing could occur between them, it didn’t lessen the fact that every moment spent with Sebastian was enjoyable. He loved their conversations, and yeah, he loved the attention.

“Can I be HONEST with you?” Blaine asked softly, bringing his gaze back to Sebastian’s as he felt the knots in his stomach slowly untwist, the need to be able to talk frankly with someone guiding him. “Sometimes I feel like I’m a horrible person because I can sing. Like, maybe life would be better if I just gave up music all together. Do you know that members actually LEFT New Directions last year when I joined? Finn treated me like crap for months because he was ‘jealous’.And my older brother... and Kurt... I wish there was something else I loved as much as performing,  you know?”

Blaine shook his head, and wondered for a moment if Sebastian couldn’t single-handedly make him stop feeling guilty all of the time. “What I mean to say is THANK YOU for sounding sincere, and not making me feel like I’m supposed to HATE myself.”