Anon 1: I’m pretty upset as well, even though I’m trying to stay away from spoilers. Let’s just wait and see! I hope you’ll like the new chapter coming up this weekend!
Jeanne: I have to answer like this because my inbox is an asshole. I COULD NEVER HATE YOU. I just hate geography. And the fact that I wasn’t born in a cool place like you :P
Anon 2: I definitely appreciate the struggle! I know it’s hard, but it’s the only way I can do this. Thank you for understanding! I hope you’ll like it when you eventually read it!
darren-lea prompted: Would you consider writing blind!Blaine getting the opportunity to have his eyesight restored and even though there’s still a high chance it won’t be but he decides to take it. Kurt’s with him when they see the result and Blaine wants to see is Kurt first and when they remove the wrap from his eyes he sees Kurt for the first time ever and starts crying and Kurt thinks it didn’t work but it did and Blaine’s crying because he can finally see his gorgeous husband(note that even with research i took a few liberties for the sake of the prompt and because hey, it’s fiction)
There are empty coffee cups stacked four deep on the chair next to the bed in Blaine’s exam room, evidence of Kurt’s proclivity to chain-drink caffeine when stressed. The doctor is a lot later in coming to exam Blaine than he’d said he would be, and despite Blaine’s understanding, laidback attitude about it Kurt knows that he’s antsy and nervous, too.
“Where is he?” Kurt asks, not even bothering to try and disguise the agitated whine in his voice. He takes to pacing by the window, hands jittering as he flutters them. “He said he’d be here ten minutes ago.”
Character: Kurt H., Blaine A.
Summary: Kurt Hummel has put his perfect life together carefully, making sure all the pieces fit exactly how he wanted them to. But all it takes is one name from his past to make all his hard work go to waste - Blaine Anderson.
Kurt hated this, feeling like he had no power over the situation. Everything – Kurt’s entire future – was in Blaine’s hands. Once upon a time, nothing would have made him feel safer. Now, it only filled him with dread.
I plan to update on Saturday :)
Long story short, I didn’t want them posted anymore.