blaine anderson + noah puckerman
Puck plopped down on the curb, wincing as he gingerly probed his eye. The kid he’d just fought eased down next to him; he was favoring his right knee and Puck grinned in victory. He’d always wanted to try one of those sideswipe moves and apparently they worked- he’d bowled the kid over in one shot.
Grinning made his face hurt and he quickly dropped it, cursing a blue streak in his head. The kid had gotten in a few lucky shots to his jaw, despite being a good bit shorter than him.
“Did I break your nose?”
Puck glanced over. “Not for lack of trying,” he grunted. “‘s still bleeding a little.”
One corner of the kid’s mouth tilted up in a smile. His face was miraculously unscathed, but one sleeve was ripped off his navy blue tee shirt and his track pants were spattered with blood. “Sorry about that,” he said, although he clearly didn’t feel that sorry.
Puck gestured towards his shirt. “Dalton, huh?” he said. “Where’s that?”
“Westerville,” the kid said.
“Never heard of them, but I don’t know a lot of middle schools,” Puck said.
The kid laughed. “I’m a freshman,” he said.
Puck did a doubletake. “Sorry, you just…”
“I’m just short. It doesn’t mean anything.”
They fell silent. Puck shifted his weight awkwardly. “You’re pretty good, though,” he offered.
“…thanks. I guess.”
They fell silent again. The kid’s mouth was pressed in a firm thin line. Puck got the feeling he didn’t really want to talk.
TITLE:One of Us
SUMMARY: Blaine is a little coyote pup who’s parents abandoned him and he is on his own. What happens when a pack of wolves decide to teach him a lesson? Will there be somebody there to save him, someone he could possibly count on, somebody who is just like him? Plaine fic.
WORD COUNT: 1759
AUTHORS NOTE: So this all started when Mel(actualpuppypuckerman) and me decided to talk about which character would be what animal, then someone asked her who Blaine would be and she said Coyote and while doing her research she found a video of a poor precious coyote being killed by a group of mean old wolves. So then I came up with this idea, and Mel asked me to write it. So I really hope you all enjoy.
Title: feeling ill
Summary: The moment that he wakes up Blaine is greeted with the most terrible day he could imagine and on top of that he is sick. When he is sent back to bed with a promise to Puck to sleep. Will there be any surprises in store for Blaine?
Word Count: 1552
A/N: So I seen a lot of my friends upset about Finals..and I felt really bad..so this is to anyone who had to deal with finals lately. I was originally going to write porn to make everyone feel better. But there is no porn. This fic pretty much wrote itself and I think it’s cute without the porn. Sorry girls. Haha. I hope you all enjoy!
This was inspired by AskPlaine. Read and review here.
And here… but shhhh.
Blaine was ready to tear his professor’s head off.
It was one in the morning and he was eighteen pages into his twenty paged final essay and he just didn’t have any idea what else to put. His eyes were burning from staring at his computer screen for so long and, on top of it all, he had a nagging headache that just wouldn’t go away no matter how many Advil’s he took. There was a gentle pattering against the window, alerting Blaine to the weather outside and how it was a mixture of rain and snow and he would have to remember to warn Noah before he left for work in the morning.
we caught the moon from the sky
and wrapped it up with the love
that we found in our eyes
quote credit to my lifesaver queen-of-plaine