oblivious · seblaine

blainesebastian:

sophisticatedloserchick prompted: High school!seblaine. Sebastian spends his summer traveling across Europe. When he comes back to school he starts giving Blaine random kisses on the cheek or lips at any possible moment. At first Blaine thinks nothing of it (assumes its something sophisticated Europeans do that Sebastian picked up). Gradually Sebastian starts to deepen the kisses. Its your choice for how long it takes for Blaine to catch on :)
notes: I hope its okay I made this a Dalton!AU :3 also happy birthday! I don’t know what this fandom would do without you or what I would do without such an amazing friend xoxoxo

Blaine realizes that the line from point A to point B (or in this case point S to point B) is not always a straight one (there’s a pun in there somewhere).

But more often than not that line is zigzagged and twisted and looped until it reaches it’s destination, but eventually it does. Even when it doesn’t seem like it’ll get there. He just has no idea why it had taken him so long to figure that out.

They had slowly become really great friends the moment he had transferred to Dalton, Sebastian volunteering wholeheartedly to take him under his wing to help him settle in. Regardless of the promise of a new school and a fresh start, he had a little trouble melting into his surroundings, into his own skin again.

Sebastian didn’t look at him like he was broken pieces that would never fit right together again, like he’d always have these cracks underneath his skin, when he told him about what happened at his old school. Why he had to transfer to Dalton in the first place. It probably sounds horribly clichéd and it’s not something he would admit outloud in mixed company, but Sebastian’s the one who helped him feel whole. He’d never be the same person that he was, something those boys had taken away from him by cutting his skin and bruising his muscles, breaking bones.

But by being around Sebastian, with his gorgeous green eyes and freckle-kissed cheeks, his handsome smirk and long mile legs, with flirtatious compliments that always made him blush—he knew he’d eventually be okay.

And he was.

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blainesebastian:

summary: After going through a rough breakup with Kurt, Blaine just wants to convince everyone that he’s fine. Which turns into him convincing Sebastian to be his fake boyfriend. The problem is, the longer they date, it occurs to both of them that their feelings for one another aren’t fake at all. Part four of four. (Part one , two & and three)
A week goes by, snow falls, a funeral is planned. 
He gets texts from Sebastian; at least he’s reading these ones. For a while he couldn’t bear to; it’s selfish, he knows that, and Sebastian doesn’t deserve it either. The texts are innocent, warm in a way that makes his heart feel like a cinder block. That kind of weight that feels tight in the confines of his ribcage. 
He misses him but he…he just can’t. 
And soon Sebastian seems to understand that he’s being ignored because the texts stop coming. Blaine doesn’t know whether he’s relieved or disappointed by the silence. 
“Haven’t seen Sebastian in a while.” His mother hovers in his doorway and he pauses the movie he’s watching so that he can pay attention. Once he meets her gaze though he has to look away and plays with the strings fraying in his one blanket. Maybe he should have kept the film going for background noise. 
“Yeah,” He says softly, shrugging his shoulder. “He’s busy.” 
His mother hesitates far too long for his liking but instead of leaving down the hall like he thinks she might she comes into his room and sits beside him on his bed. “Too busy to come see you when you’re hurting?” She asks skeptically. “I doubt it.” 
“I’m fine.” He says, all too quickly. 
She says nothing to that. He is. He’s fine.
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blainesebastian:

summary: After going through a rough breakup with Kurt, Blaine just wants to convince everyone that he’s fine. Which turns into him convincing Sebastian to be his fake boyfriend. The problem is, the longer they date, it occurs to both of them that their feelings for one another aren’t fake at all.

Part four of four. (Part one , two & and three)

A week goes by, snow falls, a funeral is planned.

He gets texts from Sebastian; at least he’s reading these ones. For a while he couldn’t bear to; it’s selfish, he knows that, and Sebastian doesn’t deserve it either. The texts are innocent, warm in a way that makes his heart feel like a cinder block. That kind of weight that feels tight in the confines of his ribcage.

He misses him but he…he just can’t.

And soon Sebastian seems to understand that he’s being ignored because the texts stop coming. Blaine doesn’t know whether he’s relieved or disappointed by the silence.

“Haven’t seen Sebastian in a while.” His mother hovers in his doorway and he pauses the movie he’s watching so that he can pay attention. Once he meets her gaze though he has to look away and plays with the strings fraying in his one blanket. Maybe he should have kept the film going for background noise.

“Yeah,” He says softly, shrugging his shoulder. “He’s busy.”

His mother hesitates far too long for his liking but instead of leaving down the hall like he thinks she might she comes into his room and sits beside him on his bed. “Too busy to come see you when you’re hurting?” She asks skeptically. “I doubt it.”

“I’m fine.” He says, all too quickly.

She says nothing to that. He is. He’s fine.

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blainesebastian:



summary: After going through a rough breakup with Kurt, Blaine just wants to convince everyone that he’s fine. Which turns into him convincing Sebastian to be his fake boyfriend. The problem is, the longer they date, it occurs to both of them that their feelings for one another aren’t fake at all. Part three of four. (Part one & two)
There are a lot more people who show up for this dinner than what he expected. A few other of his aunts and his cousins, a few of his grandparent’s friends and some of his father’s work friends. It’s nice to know that his grandmother has touched so many people, that they’re all willing to come celebrate her birthday with amazing food and good company. He eventually settles into his own skin, Sebastian charming everyone he meets with a matter of ease that it almost makes him jealous.
Everything is fine until his aunt Rose gets there.
They sit on opposite sides of the dinner table, so they don’t really have to speak with one another. It’s the time spent mingling between the end of dinner and dessert is when their paths cross.
“Blaine,” His aunt greets with a soft smile on her face. Her hair is piled up on her head to the point where it almost resembles a beehive. Almost. Her eyes tick back and forth to where Sebastian has followed him, hovering nearby. 
“So nice to see you, it’s been a long time.” She fixes her white cardigan and straightens her back. 
Blaine gives the appropriate responses back; she’s never been very good with small talk. He nearly thinks they might be out in the clear to sneak out of the conversation but he can see her thought process twist into a spiral as she looks at Sebastian. Like she’s not quite sure what to make of him. 
“And who’s your friend? Are you both around the same age, you should do your cousin a favor and introduce him to her.” She grins, winking at Blaine and a breath suddenly stops short in his throat and nearly chokes him.
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blainesebastian:

summary: After going through a rough breakup with Kurt, Blaine just wants to convince everyone that he’s fine. Which turns into him convincing Sebastian to be his fake boyfriend. The problem is, the longer they date, it occurs to both of them that their feelings for one another aren’t fake at all.

Part three of four. (Part one & two)

There are a lot more people who show up for this dinner than what he expected. A few other of his aunts and his cousins, a few of his grandparent’s friends and some of his father’s work friends. It’s nice to know that his grandmother has touched so many people, that they’re all willing to come celebrate her birthday with amazing food and good company. He eventually settles into his own skin, Sebastian charming everyone he meets with a matter of ease that it almost makes him jealous.

Everything is fine until his aunt Rose gets there.

They sit on opposite sides of the dinner table, so they don’t really have to speak with one another. It’s the time spent mingling between the end of dinner and dessert is when their paths cross.

“Blaine,” His aunt greets with a soft smile on her face. Her hair is piled up on her head to the point where it almost resembles a beehive. Almost. Her eyes tick back and forth to where Sebastian has followed him, hovering nearby.

“So nice to see you, it’s been a long time.” She fixes her white cardigan and straightens her back.

Blaine gives the appropriate responses back; she’s never been very good with small talk. He nearly thinks they might be out in the clear to sneak out of the conversation but he can see her thought process twist into a spiral as she looks at Sebastian. Like she’s not quite sure what to make of him.

“And who’s your friend? Are you both around the same age, you should do your cousin a favor and introduce him to her.” She grins, winking at Blaine and a breath suddenly stops short in his throat and nearly chokes him.

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summary: After going through a rough breakup with Kurt, Blaine just wants to convince everyone that he’s fine. Which turns into him convincing Sebastian to be his fake boyfriend. The problem is, the longer they date, it occurs to both of them that their feelings for one another aren’t fake at all. Part two of four. (Part one)
They go on three awkward dates that, in the end, don’t turn out to be awkward at all. 
The first time is thanks to his mother, who won’t leave Sebastian alone the minute he shows up to the house. He isn’t sure whether it’s because she’s actually suspicious about something or because she wants to give him an award for getting her son out of bed.
Whatever the reason, Sebastian is a complete gentleman the entire time. He reaches out and holds Blaine’s hand as she asks him questions about where they’re going and how late they’ll be back. 
He tries to be patient with each question because he knows; deep down, this is just something his mom does. He appreciates the sentiment, appreciates her. And ironically before he can open his mouth to tell her a few times that they’ve got to get going or they’ll miss the movie, he’s distracted by Sebastian’s thumb running back and forth across the outside of his hand. 
Something he doesn’t need to do, it’s not like his mom can see the small, thoughtful gesture. But he does it anyways and it’s alarmingly calming in a way it probably shouldn’t be. 
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summary: After going through a rough breakup with Kurt, Blaine just wants to convince everyone that he’s fine. Which turns into him convincing Sebastian to be his fake boyfriend. The problem is, the longer they date, it occurs to both of them that their feelings for one another aren’t fake at all.

Part two of four. (Part one)

They go on three awkward dates that, in the end, don’t turn out to be awkward at all.

The first time is thanks to his mother, who won’t leave Sebastian alone the minute he shows up to the house. He isn’t sure whether it’s because she’s actually suspicious about something or because she wants to give him an award for getting her son out of bed.

Whatever the reason, Sebastian is a complete gentleman the entire time. He reaches out and holds Blaine’s hand as she asks him questions about where they’re going and how late they’ll be back.

He tries to be patient with each question because he knows; deep down, this is just something his mom does. He appreciates the sentiment, appreciates her. And ironically before he can open his mouth to tell her a few times that they’ve got to get going or they’ll miss the movie, he’s distracted by Sebastian’s thumb running back and forth across the outside of his hand.

Something he doesn’t need to do, it’s not like his mom can see the small, thoughtful gesture. But he does it anyways and it’s alarmingly calming in a way it probably shouldn’t be.

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summary: After going through a rough breakup with Kurt, Blaine just wants to convince everyone that he’s fine. Which turns into him convincing Sebastian to be his fake boyfriend. The problem is, the longer they date, it occurs to both of them that their feelings for one another aren’t fake at all. Note 1: slightly AU, Blaine never cheated in this scenario, but Kurt did. Note 2: Thank you so much to Suzey for reading through this thing as I went with encouragements and assuring me it made sense. I love you.Part one of four.
This story always starts out the same way and because it’s predictable, it usually ends the same way too. 
Girl sees boy, girl falls in love with boy. Boy notices girl, boy lures girl into false sense of trust and they date. The girl’s walls come down. The girl is happy, happier than she’s ever been. Boy takes their trust and shatters it into a million pieces, they fight, they break up. There’s a really cheesy love song about sadness and disappointment in the midst of their separation, lots of shots of the city skyline to highlight their distance between one another, and boy realizes he’s done something really fucking stupid. 
There’s a long speech where both of them apologize…even though the girl really has nothing to apologize for. She gives him back her trust only for him to break it again.
And they live happily ever after. 
Or something like that. Blaine might be paraphrasing. 
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summary: After going through a rough breakup with Kurt, Blaine just wants to convince everyone that he’s fine. Which turns into him convincing Sebastian to be his fake boyfriend. The problem is, the longer they date, it occurs to both of them that their feelings for one another aren’t fake at all.
Note 1: slightly AU, Blaine never cheated in this scenario, but Kurt did.
Note 2: Thank you so much to Suzey for reading through this thing as I went with encouragements and assuring me it made sense. I love you.


Part one of four.

This story always starts out the same way and because it’s predictable, it usually ends the same way too.

Girl sees boy, girl falls in love with boy. Boy notices girl, boy lures girl into false sense of trust and they date. The girl’s walls come down. The girl is happy, happier than she’s ever been. Boy takes their trust and shatters it into a million pieces, they fight, they break up. There’s a really cheesy love song about sadness and disappointment in the midst of their separation, lots of shots of the city skyline to highlight their distance between one another, and boy realizes he’s done something really fucking stupid.

There’s a long speech where both of them apologize…even though the girl really has nothing to apologize for. She gives him back her trust only for him to break it again.

And they live happily ever after.

Or something like that. Blaine might be paraphrasing.

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The Guy in 6B

blainesebastian:

Prompt (from andercriss’ list): live from across each other’s hallways au
Notes: some themes are taken from the movie ‘What’s Your Number’ but you don’t need to know of or see the movie to read this aauaua
To Suzey, my Oscar, my best friend. I love you like Blaine loves cronuts and Sebastian. Happy birthday

A fluttering warmth travels from his chest into his belly, a smile tugging at the ends of his mouth because Blaine’s not sure if he would have been able to get through this without him.What’s great about his growing relationship with Sebastian is that he doesn’t have to hide his nuances and pretend he’s someone that he’s not. He can simply just…be himself.

As long as Blaine can remember, he’s always wanted to live in a big city.

When he was little he had pictures of New York on the walls of his room, one plastered over the other—taller than life buildings that seemed to breathe and move with the city. A vitality of lights and sound, of big hopes and even bigger dreams. Anything seemed better than where he had grown up and while Lima, Ohio had its quaint small town quirks, Blaine’s always felt like he just…doesn’t quite belong.

And while he plans his life out around getting into NYADA for photography, measures out where and when and who he’s going to be thirty years, he doesn’t count on one thing: not getting into the school of his dreams.

So they deflate like a popped balloon as he convinces himself that his second choice, the Art Institute of Pittsburgh, is just fine.

Except it’s not fine at all because Pittsburgh is not New York. 

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You teach me & I’ll teach you verse

blainesebastian:

follows after 1 & 2 & 3 or it makes a lot more sense to read it on AO3, all together in one place.

They’ve had a date and missed phone calls, they’ve shared dinner and lunch and kisses. Skin on skin even though they’ve never really talked about it like it’s happened or what it means. They’re in this weird limbo and shade of gray, not one thing or another.
But Blaine somehow likes it like that. It’s complicated and exciting and doesn’t mean that they’re something or nothing.
They just
are.

December hits his classroom hard.

Coats clog up the coat racks, boots with slush and salt stain his carpet and constantly give the green material a wet marsh look. He’s running a bit low on money to replenish glue and construction paper, things that are needed for the kids to complete the month themed projects. And his students seem sick more often than not; even when he sanitizes everything at the beginning and end of the day.

The colder months are never kind to him, but the kids light up at the snow and at the prospect of their respective holidays greeting them with family and toys and a span of time dedicated to just being an innocent kid. He envies them for that.

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hey neighbor ; seblaine

blainesebastian:

andercriss prompted: blaine moves in next door and sebastian (his neighbor) helps him move in and while carrying one of blaine’s boxes he drops it accidentally and out spills a pile of sex toys and i wanna see how blaine reacts all red and embarrassed
notes: just to be clear, while kurt and blaine may have dated blaine has never met sebastian before prior to this
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Blaine has always wanted to live in Boston. He used to have grandparents who had a small house on the North End, just big enough for his tiny grandmother and grandfather who had a large selection of pattered bowties. He used to visit in the summer, before his grandma got sick—she’d take him along the Boston Harbor to watch seagulls (and sometimes feed them) or get him a pastry as big as his arm at Mike’s Pastry shop. He’d used to wander in Quincy Square with his grandpa, when the day was waning into night and the air smelled like rain.

Every summer, like clockwork, he’d let the city even more into his heart.

Bean town, Fenway Park, a Dunkin Doughnuts on nearly every corner that carried his favorite hazelnut coffee. The skyline and the beautiful Zakim Bridge, the steel cables reminding him of the chords of a guitar, strumming gently while being plucked, ricocheting against the tubes of his heart.

He breathes this city. He knew from a very small age that he had wanted to live here.

And he’s finally getting the chance.

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blainesebastian:

summary: Ever since he was little, Blaine’s heard the story about your soulmate’s name being written on your wrist. At sixteen, Kurt Hummel appears on his skin, and yet he can’t seem to shake the attraction and connection he has to one Sebastian Smythe. notes: Thanks to everyone who clicked on this and gave it a chance, hope you enjoyed it all and this final part :3 hopefully I’ll be able to write longer seblaine fics in the future! *attack cuddles*  Part three of three. (Part one and two)
Blaine takes slow steps as he finds his way to Kurt’s dorm room, rubbing at his wrist in habit until his skin is red raw as he stands in front of his door. He has no idea what he can even say to him to make this okay but he knows he has to do it this time, there’s no going back.
He knows how this conversation is going to go, knows that Kurt is either going to scream until he’s red in the face or break down and cry. He knows it doesn’t make sense, why do this if they’re going to end up together anyways? Wasn’t this soulmate thing supposed to be simple? But Blaine can’t find it in himself to do it anymore, it’s like he craves feeling complicated, because he feels more whole like that then he does any other way. He doesn’t want to lie to Kurt anymore, or himself.
He knows Kurt is going to tell him that he’s being ridiculous, that he’s caught up in a whirlwind of Sebastian’s charm or self-doubt. That with this red string of fate it’s black and white, that there isn’t time for new uncertainties. That being with him should assure him.
But that’s where Kurt’s wrong. There’s time for a hundred indecisions, for a million visions and revisions.  
Sebastian makes him feel like he has that time. Like he can make mistakes and cause coincidences and accidents and have it somehow lace together and still mean something. It’s just taken him a little longer to realize.
It’s Sebastian that tears down his walls and shakes him awake, it’s Sebastian that shows him his insecurities and things that he can’t have enough of. He makes him realize things about himself that he hadn’t recognized or given a name.
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blainesebastian:

summary: Ever since he was little, Blaine’s heard the story about your soulmate’s name being written on your wrist. At sixteen, Kurt Hummel appears on his skin, and yet he can’t seem to shake the attraction and connection he has to one Sebastian Smythe.
notes: Thanks to everyone who clicked on this and gave it a chance, hope you enjoyed it all and this final part :3 hopefully I’ll be able to write longer seblaine fics in the future! *attack cuddles* 

Part three of three. (Part one and two)

Blaine takes slow steps as he finds his way to Kurt’s dorm room, rubbing at his wrist in habit until his skin is red raw as he stands in front of his door. He has no idea what he can even say to him to make this okay but he knows he has to do it this time, there’s no going back.

He knows how this conversation is going to go, knows that Kurt is either going to scream until he’s red in the face or break down and cry. He knows it doesn’t make sense, why do this if they’re going to end up together anyways? Wasn’t this soulmate thing supposed to be simple? But Blaine can’t find it in himself to do it anymore, it’s like he craves feeling complicated, because he feels more whole like that then he does any other way. He doesn’t want to lie to Kurt anymore, or himself.

He knows Kurt is going to tell him that he’s being ridiculous, that he’s caught up in a whirlwind of Sebastian’s charm or self-doubt. That with this red string of fate it’s black and white, that there isn’t time for new uncertainties. That being with him should assure him.

But that’s where Kurt’s wrong. There’s time for a hundred indecisions, for a million visions and revisions. 

Sebastian makes him feel like he has that time. Like he can make mistakes and cause coincidences and accidents and have it somehow lace together and still mean something. It’s just taken him a little longer to realize.

It’s Sebastian that tears down his walls and shakes him awake, it’s Sebastian that shows him his insecurities and things that he can’t have enough of. He makes him realize things about himself that he hadn’t recognized or given a name.

(Read the rest on AO3 or FF.net)

blainesebastian:

summary: Ever since he was little, Blaine’s heard the story about your soulmate’s name being written on your wrist. At sixteen, Kurt Hummel appears on his skin, and yet he can’t seem to shake the attraction and connection he has to one Sebastian Smythe. notes: Thanks to sophisticatedloserchick who gave me a soulmate quote that inspired parts in this chapter and really helped me think about the difference between what a soulmate can be and what they sometimes simply are. Part two of three. (Part one is here)
Kurt avoids him for weeks, leaving them in this limbo that makes him feel sort of helpless, regardless of what his wrist says. It’s probably a good thing they’re on winter break, Blaine doesn’t have to worry about running into him in the halls or trying to come up with a schedule where one of them is in the dorm room while the other is not, avoiding eye contact during Warblers practice…but the problem is that they don’t try and resolve anything before heading back to school.
And Blaine thought they would have at least talked to one another before then.
But there’s nothing. They head back to school in even worse shape. The red string between them feels frayed, chopped up, tied back together in places where they’ve snapped apart from one another. The string will never be pristine again, it’ll never feel or be like it was.
A coffee is set down in front of him and he looks up to see Sebastian, a breath of fresh air into his lungs as his eyes travel over his long and lanky form. His blazer isn’t buttoned at his waist, it hangs loosely on his shoulders as he sits across from him and Blaine can catch hints of his skin and strong, expensive cologne that settles into his stomach like a punch to his gut.
“You look awful and for as many compliments as I like to give you,” Sebastian shakes his head. “That’s saying something. What’s wrong?”
(you can read more on AO3 or FF.net)

blainesebastian:

summary: Ever since he was little, Blaine’s heard the story about your soulmate’s name being written on your wrist. At sixteen, Kurt Hummel appears on his skin, and yet he can’t seem to shake the attraction and connection he has to one Sebastian Smythe.
notes: Thanks to sophisticatedloserchick who gave me a soulmate quote that inspired parts in this chapter and really helped me think about the difference between what a soulmate can be and what they sometimes simply are.

Part two of three. (Part one is here)

Kurt avoids him for weeks, leaving them in this limbo that makes him feel sort of helpless, regardless of what his wrist says. It’s probably a good thing they’re on winter break, Blaine doesn’t have to worry about running into him in the halls or trying to come up with a schedule where one of them is in the dorm room while the other is not, avoiding eye contact during Warblers practice…but the problem is that they don’t try and resolve anything before heading back to school.

And Blaine thought they would have at least talked to one another before then.

But there’s nothing. They head back to school in even worse shape. The red string between them feels frayed, chopped up, tied back together in places where they’ve snapped apart from one another. The string will never be pristine again, it’ll never feel or be like it was.

A coffee is set down in front of him and he looks up to see Sebastian, a breath of fresh air into his lungs as his eyes travel over his long and lanky form. His blazer isn’t buttoned at his waist, it hangs loosely on his shoulders as he sits across from him and Blaine can catch hints of his skin and strong, expensive cologne that settles into his stomach like a punch to his gut.

“You look awful and for as many compliments as I like to give you,” Sebastian shakes his head. “That’s saying something. What’s wrong?”

(you can read more on AO3 or FF.net)