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broadway-blaine:

Yeah, it helps to reduce stress, in my experience. Well, some of the poses are…more difficult and less….relaxing than others. But maybe it’ll be good for you to start with just meditation? Thanks, Hunter. She’s…everything. She has Kurt’s sass which is admittedly a lot at times, and she’s only three.

I bet it’s been difficult, it sounds like it has been. I can’t imagine going through it myself and I don’t think I’d come out so positive on the other side as you seem to have. It’s pretty admirable. Inspiring even. Yes, I keep in touch with some of the old Warblers, not as much as I think I’d like. I’ve just been pretty busy lately. That sounds like it would be pretty great! I’d love to join if I have the time.

That sounds like a positive, which is enough to make something worth doing. I may look into it, if nothing else I am certain there is something I can do to modify the practice if necessary. Thank you for the tip, Blaine. You have given me a lot to chew on. Meditation. That is something I have considered as well, I know that many people are beginning to take it up as a practice. I’m just not certain I’ll be able to find enough of a point in sitting in silence to make it productive. Many things change with time, but my airtight schedule has not been one of them, nor has my need to be busy. But...Perhaps that is the point. Of course. Ah, I cannot imagine what you are dealing with, there. The sass of any toddler is enough, but when you combine it with Kurt’s sass as well...Best of luck to you, Blaine. On all fronts.

It has not been easy. I won’t ever be the man who publicly concedes to difficulty, but I can say a struggle has been present. Believe me when I say, I did not begin this journey quite so positive. To be fair, as we both well know, positivity has never been one of my strongest traits. However, following my injury...Something sort of washed over me in a way. Made me realize that the only way I would ever be able to get on with my life, was to stop allowing myself to wallow within my own negativity. That is not to say there is no struggle still, or that there are not still some remaining bad days. But, quitting is not an option. It never has been. I don’t say that to be admirable nor inspiring, really, though I do appreciate the sentiments. I say these things because without them, I would still be lying in bed, feeling sorry for myself. Understandable, life does happen, and with your show and your family I can imagine you are tied up more than you are free. But, it would be nice to see you. Even if we do have to make a trip to New York. I’ll be sure to let you know what the plans are, and we can set something up around your schedule.

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hidden-artie-abrams:

I swear sometimes I think life would be so much easier if we were all a autonomous zombies , then we wouldn’t need to think .

I’ll make sure you get an invite to her meet if and when that happens.

Blunt me ??? Never !!! :P

PM: limbo isn’t always the place to be , as skirting around the edges can ruin a friendship, And there is no reason you can’t be the gentleman. What if he’s waiting for you to ask him? And yes i know if you’ve read the signs wrong that could also ruin the friendship but isn’t it better to know than spend you life wondering and maybe missing out on something wonderful.

In truth, I cannot say that I also have not had similar thoughts. Often, we find ourselves contemplating easier lives when things get tough. We wouldn’t be human if we didn’t, in my opinion.

I’ll look forward to that. You know I will show up to support.

Your sarcasm is impeccable, Artie. I applaud you.

PM: You’re correct about that, yes. In fact, I believe it can be one of the most detrimental states when it comes to any sort of relationship. I’ve considered that position. I realize it is a cop-out to say that I just don’t, and never have. Perhaps I should, but between you and I, I am not confident that I would know how to make a move on someone. Most especially someone like Sebastian Smythe. What you’ve said there, is...Uncomfortably close to home. You’re right however. I know you are. I’m not scared- Hunter Clarington does not scare. However, I would say I am apprehensive about what may occur should it come to light that I have misinterpreted things.

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hidden-artie-abrams:

Not sure about a bonding session , i’m pretty sure he was testing me to see how long i’d deal with him winding me up until I actually cracked. I’m actually proud of myself for not actually loosing it at him.

Ah, I suppose that would also make sense. In that case, I am doubly glad that you survived the encounter. You have the patience of a saint. I do hope you rewarded yourself, Artie. You know, for not cracking.

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devonlennox:

Hats off to the guy with two thumbs and enough energy to get on the internet. And oh hey wait, that’s me. What a surprise, I know. What’s up, party people? I’m Devon Lennox, for those of you that haven’t formally met me. Yes, the Devon Lennox of the Crawford family, currently headlining on Broadway and yes I’ll sign your VHS of me as a kid if you bring it to the stage door. Glad we got that out of the way. What’s everyone been up to this weekend? I’d better hear some good stories, don’t waste those beautiful lives.

That was quite a bit to take in, but was perhaps the most entertaining thing I have read on this ‘dash’ in some time. I know who you are, yes. I admittedly do not have a VHS copy of anything, and I am not seeking an autograph. I am simply seeking an introduction. Hunter Clarington. Pleasure to meet you. This weekend has been far too short for my liking, words I never quite thought I would find myself saying. I have been spending time with Sebastian Smythe. And yourself?

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thefriendly-ghost:

I am now understanding that I should have done the usual and rented a furnished apartment for the time I’m in New York…. But no.. Be an adult. Buy my first apartment and decorate it myself. Considering I’m posting this while lying on the floor of an empty room, I’ll let you gather how that’s going. A short attention span has you believe it’ll be a great idea but then doesn’t want to do it when faced with it. At least I can order a lot of it from my phone.

And yes, I forgot that not everywhere you go has a bed. That realisation only occured when I stumbled through the door at 3am with all my luggage. Does anyone want to be my Chandler while I yell pivot at them?

It sounds as though you arrived woefully unprepared. People often tell me I am far too strict on my planning rituals, however situations like this are shining examples of precisely why I insist upon being so organized This was posted a while ago, so my hope is that this situation has been taken care of. I am Hunter Clarington. Pleasure.

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snapshotadeline:

Gotta admit, watching my wife get wine drunk at industry parties during Fashion Week is far more entertaining than it should be. Always figured I’d struggle with her drinking, what with me being sober and all, but honestly, I get a good laugh out of it more often than not.

How’s everyone else doing? If you don’t know, the name’s Adeline. I’m a photographer and apparently considered half of one of the fashion industry’s most powerful couples. Still not sure how I feel about that one.

That seems...Odd. To each their own, I suppose. How others choose to handle their relationships are truly none of my business.

I am well, thank you. I do recognize you, though throwing out accolades, generally speaking, is not my forte. So, if you were expecting fawning, you won’t find it here. Hunter Clarington. Pleasure. I’m sure I could say that you probably recognize me, though it is not my custom to list my, or my family’s, achievements during an introduction.

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hidden-artie-abrams:

My brain hurts. Brother in law comes over to see Chelsea and ends up staying to watch Lord of the rings with me. I thought great a bonding session as we don’t have much in common , sadly he didn’t have a clue what was going on and i didn’t realise it was possible to ask so many questions about one Movie. I think I need a lie down to recover .

It’s good that you are bonding with family like that. It’s important to have those connections. It sounds like things were a little hectic however, I’m glad you’re going to be resting. But, hopefully he enjoyed the movies, and you now have another topic to bond over.

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the-one-photographer-quinn:

This is it! I am ‘keeping’ my wife, and staying in Mexico with her forever! I swear, this little getaway was everything we needed as a couple, and I don’t know if I am ready to leave the hot waters and go back to NY and then to Cali. Guys, what’s happening?! I am so anti-Valentine’s Day and now look at me!

It’s good to hear you enjoyed yourself, and that you were able to take that time away for your relationship. Historically, I have not been the biggest proponent of vacations, however recently my eyes have been a little more opened to the importance of getting away, on occasion. Hopefully you’re able to do this more often.

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lacalvinlittleman:

So it’s been a while since I actually did one of these but Hi, how is everyone doing? Guess what guys? It’s my opening night of Legally Blonde the musical today, I am playing Emmett in the show and honestly I am so excited but nervous. You can get tickets, but not for tonight as they are sold out and honestly as much as it’s nice my parents actually want to support me, I am kind of dreading them being here. At least Annie will be there too. Also if people have seen Sing 2 please let me know what you think. Think that is all my updates. What’s everyone else been up to?

Unfortunately, I currently reside in Lima, Ohio, and have no plans of traveling to New York any time soon. However, I do wish you the best of luck. I am certain you will do fine. After all, you’re speaking about Broadway. Only the best of the best are qualified to perform. My guess is, were there questions about your ability to fulfill your duties, you would not be there. I also have not seen Sing 2. In fact, I’m not exactly certain what Sing is. However, I do hope you enjoy it should you choose to view it. As far as what I have been up to- simply getting back into the “swing” of things, as they say. I was away on an extended vacation following the holidays, and recently returned to begin the semester at the college where I teach. Grading has consumed a good portion of my time, and the man who I spent the holidays with is still here, in my home. Make no mistake, I thoroughly enjoy that fact.

#int:all #int:calvin

drlissahawthorne:

If you’d told me at the beginning of 2021 that by February of 2022 I’d not only be playing League of Legends again, I’d be playing ranked, I’d have laughed so hard I cried. And yet… here I am, spending most of my free time playing a game that probably took entirely too many years off my life.

But also, if you haven’t watched Arcane, whether you’re interested in League or not, please do. You won’t regret it. Unless you’re someone who doesn’t like animated things, or lesbians, then… I can’t help you.

I believe it will come as a surprise to precisely no one that I haven’t the first idea what you’re talking about. But, I suppose I should congratulate you on discovering a passion of sorts. Personally, I have never understood the obsession with ‘gaming’, as they call it. Naturally, I have played one or two video games throughout my life. However, nothing ever truly struck me about any of them. I find myself bored fairly easily. But, everyone has their ‘thing’.

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broadway-blaine:

No offense but…I can’t exactly picture you doing yoga. But, I think it wouldn’t hurt to give it a try. It’s incredibly calming. At least, I think it is. Let me know if you need any like recommendations or something. You don’t have to go into a class if you aren’t comfortable. With Serena, we find it easier to just stay at home most of the time. After chasing a three year old around, you need a way to relax. Thanks, Hunter. It’s been crazy, but such a good show.

Oh, shit..Hunter, I’m so sorry. I can’t even imagine what you’ve been through. I think it’s incredible you’re back out in the world and teaching. In that case, I would look into maybe some meditation or..I mean I assume you’ve done physical therapy so feel free to ignore my unsolicited medical advice..anyway, uhm…I bet you look pretty badass with that cane though. That’s great that the two of you reconnected. Sounds like it was a great time. I know Kurt would love to go, it is on his bucket list. Not recently, except for Ohio to my parents for Christmas but we didn’t stay long. Nothing exciting like leaving the whole country or continent.

None taken, you are by far not the first individual to say as much. Apparently beginning to practice may assist in regulating my stress-levels, though I cannot imagine finding some of the poses I have witnessed to be relaxing. It sounds like you are enjoying it, at the least. Ah, yes. I had heard you two had a child. Congratulations. Serena is a lovely name. I will most certainly let you know should I have any questions or need further information.

It is alright. I’m dealing with it, slowly but most assuredly. I cannot claim it has been an easy journey, however I have found that it has been an eye-opening one. Thank you, Blaine. By all means, make your suggestions. I welcome them. Do you think so, Blaine? It has been by and large the most intense journey I have ever gone on. It does sound like you had quite the holiday as well. Have you had the pleasure of reconnecting with Jeffry, as well? He mentioned an interest in hosting some sort of event, or get-together. You should join us.

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whatifsebastian:

“Are you trying to get rid of me already?” He teased as if he hadn’t been with Hunter consistently since Christmas week when he’d texted Hunter 20 minutes before his plane landed and whisked him off to Paris for the holidays without asking or giving him time to plan in advance. But Hunter had two weeks off, so it was fine. And after those two weeks in Paris, he had plenty of room for one Sebastian Smythe, a brother by Warbler traditions that had seemingly decided to casually move in for an unknown period of time without verbally addressing the topic. Just like they didn’t verbally address the way Sebastian tended to Hunter’s leg with such delicate care. Not addressing things was a big part of the way they approached things, which was probably a big part of why they were both sitting there single. Hunter was calling him out on his flirtations now and Sebastian had his hands on a physical representation of the ache of holding back when there was something that needed to be said. It was interesting timing, wheels were spinning as Hunter shifted and Sebastian took in that expression of pure relief. He smiled the smallest smile, warmth in the tick of an expression. He had wanted to help, but more importantly he had wanted Hunter to feel better. Those two words hit his ears with the weight and presence as if they were screamed. His fingers stilled, he swallowed, then continued. Sebastian had been a dancer back in the day, he still loved to do it and used his free time to hit studios sometimes for fun. So he knew how to work muscles, and how to soothe an injury like this one. It helped that he knew Hunter so well too, this wasn’t the first time he’d done something like this so he knew the other man’s muscles too. His eyes were on his own hands as he expertly worked the tender places, knowing exactly where to go because there was no way he would just not know. Sebastian Smythe was the type that would bribe a doctor for access to files before he let himself be ignorant to Hunter’s injury specifics. It was easier to focus on that for a moment, a short one, as he considered his options in this moment.

“This is my pleasure. Truly. Let me give you something to thank me for. Tomorrow night. We’ll go out on that date you don’t recall me asking you on. Consider this me formally making you aware.” He was referring back to what Hunter had said just a moment before, all things he had swerved away from at the time. This could damage their relationship as it was, but after three months together he was pretty confident.

At Sebastian’s comment, Hunter tipped his head slightly, shooting the other man a look as he shook his head slowly. “What do you think, Smythe?” He asked, cocking an eyebrow, confidant that Sebastian knew him well enough to know that despite his expression and demeanor, there wasn’t a hint of seriousness behind his words. Even without the incredible amount of time they’d spent together as of late, Hunter and Sebastian had known each other well enough and for so many years, he felt as though the other man was the one person he could trust to understand him, in ways it seemed no one else ever had. Of course, Hunter felt the obvious tension between them- tension rooted in unspoken thoughts, unrequited feelings, and the egos both men possessed which had somehow managed to prevent them from speaking anything remotely close to what they actually felt and harbored. Even with the feelings that existed between them, a sense of fear was present as well. Hunter Clarington was never the kind of individual to fear anything, and if he did he most assuredly refused to show it. The fear that lied within his relationship- or lack thereof- with Sebastian rivaled anything he’d ever felt, aside from the fear he’d experienced during his time in the war. He couldn’t focus on that, though, and instead turned his attention back to the way the man’s hands worked his aching knee, wanting more than anything to be able to step outside of himself and tell Sebastian exactly what he was feeling, and exactly what the action meant. He couldn’t bring himself to confess a modicum of what he was feeling to Sebastian- his hurt, his anger, his bitterness, and everything else surrounding his injury, along with what it was he actually felt every time he laid eyes on the man.

“Still...You don’t have to. You shouldn’t...Have to.” The strain in Hunter’s voice was evident, his jaw clenching now along with his fists. At the remained of the other’s words, however, he felt himself beginning to relax, lips twitching themselves into the smallest of smiles. “Oh, you decided to take the leap, did you? I’m impressed. Since you’re offering- formally- consider this me accepting- formally.” He paused, choosing his next words carefully. “So...You’ve been living with me for going on three months now. And, you’ve just asked me on a formal date. You’re taking care of me, despite my obvious protests. Tell me, Sebastian. What conclusion are you drawing me towards? What precisely am I supposed to make of all this?”

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whatifsebastian:

“You caught me. The spoiled prince doesn’t cook, you knew that.” It just took too much time and he could just pay a chef that had studied food for years. Sebastian knew Hunter just as well, which was how he had picked up that his gait was different. He could see the other man trying to keep a stiff upper lip, he’d seen this before too. There was a deep, deep sense of pride that ran through the core of Hunter Clarington and Sebastian wouldn’t change it for the world. While some might have gotten frustrated, he chuckled, nodding as he took in both halves of their conversation and mulled his thoughts through his scheming processor. “Okay, alright. I thought you were fine. Or was it alright? Which is it? I’m Sebastian.”

His eyebrows raised playfully but the callout was there. Before Hunter could retaliate for the teasing, he took advantage of having moved so close by taking the other man’s face in his hands. “Maybe this is just an excuse for me to get my hands on that gorgeous G.I. Joe body of yours. You can handle that, can’t you? Let me do it, you can’t say no to me, remember.” Soft fingers brushed shaven cheeks before dropping in the dramatized ‘you might try to stop me, but I’m going to keep going anyway’ way until they got to the affected leg. Gently, he cupped both sides of the knee and squeezed, lithe fingers massaging the knee cap for just a few seconds before he very carefully lifted the leg up by the underside of the knee and laid it across his own lap. “Hot.” More teasing, more eyebrows bouncing and then he offered the heating pad again. “For your hip. I’ll close my eyes if I have to, everyone loves the comfort of a heating pad. Even people that are fine and alright.”

At Sebastian’s retort, Hunter rolled his eyes as playfully as was possible for him, shaking his head as he bit into his inner-cheek just enough to stop himself from chuckling. “At least you admit it. I hear that’s the first step in the recovery process- admitting you have a problem.” The remainder of the other man’s commentary came, and Hunter looked immediately into the eyes of the other, his expression slightly irritated yet still mostly calm. “You’re hilarious. I’m surprised you’re still here, and not out booking your next five stops on your comedy tour. I don’t believe that makes me lucky, in fact the door is right over there any time you’re ready.” He paused, though he leaned briefly into the other man, nudging him lightly with his shoulder.

Before Hunter could formulate anything further to say, his face was being taken, eyes forced to look directly into Sebastian’s- the one place he would have much preferred to avoid given his own current state. What Sebastian was attempting to do was obvious, at least to Hunter. He saw the other man attempting to turn things around, to word things in a way that indicated it wasn’t Hunter who needed help, but rather something he was allowing to occur for Sebastian’s own benefit. Closing his eyes briefly, Hunter nodded, clenching his jaw against his own emotion as Sebastian’s hands moved to his knee. Despite the aching that shot through his leg when his knee was squeezed, he did nothing more than clench his jaw that much harder, relaxing his leg as best as he could. After a few moments, the massaging began to feel good, working in tandem with the heating pad now bent around his hip. Hunter allowed a sigh to escape his lips, head leaning back to rest against the couch in response to the first bit of relief he’d managed to experience that day. “You know,” He began, turning his head to look at the other man. “You’ve called me gorgeous, hot, and GI Joe in a matter of 30 seconds. Were you trying to get a message across, or are you going for some kind of record?” He asked, shifting to make himself a little more comfortable, relief flooding his face at the feeling of Sebastian’s hands working his aching leg. “Thank you.” Hunter whispered, words so soft they would have been inaudible, were the other man not as close as he was.

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whatifsebastian:

The sound of Hunter approaching drew Sebastian’s eyes upwards and he watched as the other man walked into the room and took a seat. His worry showed in a twitch of his lips and a certain affection behind his eyes. “That’s fine. Unless you want me to cook for us, wouldn’t that be a date night treat,” he teased, getting up to grab the plugged in heating pad and moving closer so that he could pat his lap. “Give me that leg.”

If Hunter had been studying Sebastian in that moment, as he did within so many others, he likely would have picked up on both the concern and the affection After so many years, he’d learned to read Sebastian Smythe fairly well, better than most, he guessed. But, he’d been more focused on hoisting himself into a somewhat comfortable position, doing his best to mask the pain on his face. “You, cook?” Hunter asked, a slight grunt behind his words as he leaned back into the couch. “That’s alright, I don’t mind ordering. I don’t trust you not to poison me.” A soft grin touched the corners of his lips as he brought his eyes back to focus on Sebastian. “Aside from that, I don’t recall you asking me on a formal date. Therefore, allowing you to cook as a means of a date I wasn’t aware of seems to moot itself, don’t you think?” He was obviously teasing, despite the furrowing of his brows as he rubbed as nonchalantly as possible at his stiff knee. His eyes followed when Sebastian stood, and then dropped again as he settled himself closer. A hint of embarrassment crossed Hunter’s face, and he cleared his throat, studying his lap as he gathered himself. “It’s alright. I’m fine. I- I’m alright.” The strain in his voice made it evident that he was anything but, however in his own mind, the ability to fool others as well as he attempted to fool himself was crucial. It wasn’t that he didn’t appreciate what Sebastian was doing- the truth was, it touched his heart in ways most were unable to achieve with the deepest of sentiments- though his stubbornness, and his own anger and bitterness at his body being only 1/3 of what it used to be held him back from accepting the assistance and care he obviously desperately needed.

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“I think I’m going to order dinner tonight, versus cooking. I’m a little tired.” Hunter leaned heavily on his cane as he made his way into the living room, lowering himself slowly onto the couch and attempting to get settled. “Does anything sound good to you, Sebastian?” @whatifsebastian

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whatifannie:

So my new single has been out for a few days and you can check the video out here. I love this song and the video. This means my album is nearly done and ready to be released and I am so excited for you guys to hear it. How is everyone? Are you ready for March?

Congratulations. Your single looks and sounds good, you’ve done well. I have seen you interacting with others here, it looks as though you have worked hard this year. And, the year is still just beginning. I am well, thank you. Attempting to plan for midterms despite the fact that it seems the semester has only just begun. I am ready for March in theory, however I am certain that in practice the story will be a bit different. I am Hunter Clarington, I don’t believe we’ve met.

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