#c:hc

[agoodlinerp-blog]

PERSONALLY:

Hunter Clarington is a 25-year-old job, living in place. He’s relationship, and hopes to someday be goal.

PREVIOUSLY:

In spite of being the best captain the Warblers ever had, Hunter was busted for the steroids he was pumping himself and his team full of. Since then…

PRESENTLY:

TBA by player!

POTENTIALLY:

TBA by player!

[rkirene]

★ chobacon

          the grass muffles footsteps that bring chorong closer to the edge of the amassed crowd, her voice softening into a murmured quiet apology as she brushes arms with strangers to move further into the group for a better vantage point. for being a public talent show, chorong hadn’t expected this level of attendance and yet, mostly everyone she recognized was here, their whispers of excitement dancing around her ears and ribald remarks thrown out to those female performers who’d come attired in their sexiest clothing to sing and dance. 

           pigs.

           chorong sidles her way to a good spot and keeps her features schooled blank as the males close by shoot her interested glances. clearly the unflattering oversized hoodie wasn’t doing its intended job of hiding her presence and chorong clicks her tongue in disapproval the moment one foolishly brave soul steps closer to her. he freezes in place when chorong coolly stares back at him, satisfaction blooming in her chest when he correctly reads the silent rejection in her expression. 

          she’d come here to see her friends: seulgi and yoongi, who both had promised performances for her listening pleasure, and perhaps seolhyun, too, if the other had chosen to do so (and what a surprise that would be!) chorong gladly listens to the acts that come before and in between her friends’ own, her eyes glued to the stage and absently nodding along as the public performers did their best to ‘wow’ this crowd. the key difference, she notices mildly, between this stage and the one for the trainees had to be the level of pressure. chorong could confidently say these listeners were far more happier and encouraging of those who showed off their best than the others had been within the companies. without the threat of official competition, did everything feel so much more relaxed?

          yoongi’s rap moves her, in the way that tears burn behind eyes and cause her throat to tighten in compassion. seulgi’s violin and dance cheers her up, coaxing out a rare smile on chorong’s lips and silent plans to tease her roommate later. it’s clear that the two are talented and chorong keeps her hopes unsaid; a future in which all her friends could join her in sphere together someday. she misses them terribly, even if she sees seulgi every evening, but chorong keeps it quiet and closely guarded deep inside her heart. for the two who chase their dreams as vividly as she does, they only deserve the best paths they could possibly be given. 

         (but, for the meantime, her wishes will continue to remain quite selfish.) 

[thestarchildgilbert-blog]

notsosubmissiveclarington said: Sigh… if it was any one else than you insulting me, I wouldn’t.

And why is that?

[britishbellecrawford]

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@big_game_hunter: I’m fully prepared to experience this firsthand. My back awaits you, m'lady.

@british_belle: Apparently I completely missed this #fail Anyway, when you are free find me :P

[trulyhummel]

A Simple Apology, That's All That's Needed. || Kunter

TAGGING → Kurt Hummel & Hunter Clarington

TIME FRAME → Saturday, December 20th

LOCATION → Clarington Residence 

GENERAL NOTES → Hunter invites Kurt to his house for a little confrontation. However, it doesn't exactly go how smoothly as either might have hoped.

Hunter had made sure Sebastian got him safely before he picked up his phone. He had let things go on with Kurt but this was the second time that he had chosen Sebastian second and he had had enough. He was going to speak to Kurt and make sure he knew that he wasn't going to let him hurt his best friend anymore. Kurt had no rights or legs to stand on for this.

Kurt had been feeling terrible the whole day after telling Sebastian they needed to stop. He hurt, it was so hard for him to end things but he had hurt Adam in the worst way possible and he couldn't make it worse for him. He loved Adam, but he also loved Sebastian which is what made it so hard. He glanced at his phone and picked it up, not checking who was calling.

Hunter was pacing when the phone was answered and put on his most cheerful voice. He was a good actor. "Oh, hey Kurt! How's it going? You're not with Adam, are you? I wanted to talk to you about something. It's quite important. You can come over, right? I'll text you my address. Half an hour. Thanks Kurt!" Without giving him a chance to answer, he hung up and texted him his address.

Kurt didn't recognize the voice immediately, it took him a bit to register that this happy voice on the other end was Hunter. It was sort of creepy. But before he could tell him that he wasn't up for seeing anyone, he hung up. He slumped out of bed and started over to the address given. As he reached the house, he was a bit confused as why Hunter would want to talk to him. Sebastian couldn't have told him about what happened, he wouldn't. They were going to keep things a secret, as they were before. He knew Hunter already hated Kurt as it was. Yeah, Sebastian had to have kept quiet. He knocked on the

Hunter heard the knock on the door and pulled up his sleeves of his shirt. Kurt had no idea he knew and he planned to have it all come out bit by bit. Kurt had messed over his best friend for the last time. He moved to the door and opened it. "Hey Kurt. Come on in. We're going to go to the garage. More space there." Hunter led him through the nicely decorated house to the garage that had a gym set up. "So, how's you and Adam? Congrats on the whole love thing!"

Kurt "Hey. Uh, thanks for inviting me over." he said with forced a smile at Warbler when he greeted him and followed him to the garage. He looked at the gym equipment, he didn't know what he expected Hunter to doing his free time but working on his self image made sense when he was so arrogant. "Thanks. Yeah, I know you and Adam are sort of friends or something like that." He said with some question in his voice. Kurt knew Adam and Hunter got along someone fine with how they hung out but he also knew Sebastian was his best friend. It seemed odd to be congratulated for his fairly new friends love. "Is that why you invited me over? To congratulate me?"

Hunter shook his head with a smile. "Oh no. See, Adam and I are friends. Not best friends, but friends. And when he started dating you, I felt bad for Seb but you know, people move on right? But I was mad that Seb was being put second. So... Obviously we had that argument, remember? We didn't talk." Hunter pushed his sleeves up again, circling him now. "But then, get this! It turns out that Seb had started seeing someone and he came to see me. You wouldn't happen to know who it was, would you Kurt?"

Kurt nodded once, "Yeah, I seem to recall that brief period of peace in my life." he said and watched as Hunter moved around him,his brows furrowing in confusion. He could feel him trying to get at something...and there it was. If Hunter wanted to play this game, he was going to play along. "Nope, I can't say I do." He said, "But I think it's not any of your business to know who it was if you weren't given any names."

Hunter chuckled. "Oh, I know who it was. First and last name. It was just funny, that the guy was cheating on a boyfriend he was, and I quote, in love with, and was making Seb keep it a secret because he knew that Seb would. And then, he comes to my house today and what do you know? He's been put second again. By the same guy." Hunter stood in front of him. "I have been lenient, Kurt. You know I can fly off the handle easy and you've seen it, but you have fucked over my best friend for the last time. Who the fuck so you think you are?" He shoved him backwards towards the wall. "How fucking dare you treat Sebasttian like your own toy that you can come back to when you get bored of the current one. He is not sole plaything that you can run to, you understand me? You continually fuck him over, making him think he has a chance, then you shove him away as quickly as you can."

Kurt didn't move as Hunter spoke, he refused to look away from any eye contact despite how much the words stung to hear, knowing how they were true. He knew Sebastian would keep it a secret and he hated that he had to make him to that only to hurt him again. "I didn't mean for things to end up like-" before he could even finish his sentence he felt his back hit the hard wall. He winced then looked back to Hunter, his face showing disbelief at what just happened. He quickly straightened himself up, he'd been pushed and shoved by bullies before. This wasn't much different. "You don't know what the hell you're talking about. I love Sebastian. So much. You have no idea of what happened, all you know is what Sebastian told you and I can bet that you probably are twisting the words he said in that utterly sociopathic brain of yours." he told him,

Hunter pinned him against the wall in front of him. "What the fuck? Don't you even try to turn it on me. I'm the one that has to pick up the pieces when you break his heart, Kurt. You dont get to drop him whenever you feel like and pick him up. You know he'll come running whenever you want him and you use that to your advantage. You dropped him for Adam, who you love so much. If you fucking love Sebastian as much as you say you do, then why are you with Adam? Huh? Why do you keep hurting Seb over and over? That's not love. That's fucking horrific."

Kurt looked at his wrists then at Hunter, as he tried to pull away from his grasp. "Let me go you lunatic!" He yelled, trying to yank himself away. He stared at Hunter when he spoke, his face falling for a moment before he looked away from him to compose back his hard look. "I never meant to hurt him. I didn't mean to fall in love with Adam. I was going to break up with him but it just happened, okay?! Now, let me go!"

Hunter let go of him and stepped back. "No. That's not okay. It's not fucking okay Kurt. Can't you see how much of a fucking asshole you've been? To both of them! You've hurt Seb again and again and he still comes crawling back. So why don't you actually act like a fucking human being and stop hurting him."

Kurt looked at his wrists, then shook his head. The words were too real, "You know, you should just stay out of this. You have to right to tell me what kind of person I am, you don't know me. You hardly ever heard my side of the story. I don't need some guy who everyone hates tell me I'm being an asshole. Who are you to tell me to stop hurting Sebastian when you yourself just keep leading him on?"

Hunter looked at him. "Are you serious? I don't care if everyone hates me. I am who I am and I embrace it. But you act like you're causing no one any pain and that's not okay. You're right, I don't know you and I don't know your side of the story, but I know what Seb's been through and I'm protecting him in the best way I can. I don't lead Sebastian on. We've had our conversation about that and it's been laid on the table." Hunter stared at him, waiting for the excuses again.

Kurt "I ever acted like I'm not hurting Sebastian. I hate how much pain I caused him. But you wouldn't know that, would you? " crossed his arms and stepped close to him, "Sebastian doesn't need you to protect him. He's a big boy. Him and I spoke. We had an adult conversation. So just stay out of it." he said stressing every word in his face. He scoffed, "Wow, and you think you know Sebastian so well. Open your eyes, Hunter. Every time you playful flirt with him. I've seen the way you talk to him. You're leading him on. Stop it."

Hunter looked at him. "This is what you do. You don't accept that you're to blame. It's always some other reason or I don't know the whole thing or 'what about you, Hunter'? Sebastian knows we're not going to be together. I'm not leading him on at all because there's nothing to lead him on about. I'm sure you did have an adult conversation, but he came straight to me this morning to tell me and he is hurting bad."

Kurt didn't answer right away. He was right, Kurt knew it. He hated to accept that he had done anything wrong, especially when it came to Sebastian. "You know what, I can't do this. This is so dumb, you're being ridiculous and like the US government, I refuse to negotiate with terrorists." He said moving past Hunter, giving him a shove with his shoulder.

Hunter knew he had won when Kurr refused to answer. He was telling the truth and Kurt was trying to get out of it. Hunter grabbed him by the collar and dragged him back. "Tough shit. You're on my territory. So you'll have to deal wth me. You'll finally have to admit that you are to blame."

Kurt moved from Hunter's pull, shoving him back hard. "Don't pull my shirt, you asshole, it's Vivienne Westwood and costs more than that tacky shirt you're wearing." he hissed, "It's my relationship, I choose to end it for the best. And I didn't do anything wrong." he said with his voice rising.

Hunter looked at him, chuckling. "You actually care more about your clothes. You actually fight back about your clothes, but not about your relationships." He glared at him. "Admit you're wrong, Kurt. Admit you're actually to blame for once instead of blaming everyone else. You've done a lot wrong so actually think about it for once."

Kurt fixed his shirt collar, hoping it wasn't damaged when he snapped to look back at Hunter. "I fight back when you damn near chock me like that. Didn't your daddy teach you not to use violence? Or is he still not speaking to you?" he retorted with a glare, it was a sort of a low blow. Kurt knew that and when he said it, he regretted it right away. "I hurt Sebastian, but what do you want me to do about it? It was either break up with him or cause him more pain. I did what I thought was right. "

Hunter felt something snap in him the minute he started talking about his father. His relationship with his father was strained at the best of times. His father was the one forcing him into the army, who hit him across the face when he said he wouldn't stop being friends with Sebastian, who made him feel like shit practically every day of he didn't fit into the model that was expected of him. Hunter saw red. It took no effort to slam Kurt back against the wall and pin him in place, hard. "Don't you ever, ever mention my father. Ever," he told him, voice barely heard but strong and forceful.

Kurt scrunched his face hitting the wall, it definitely hurt more than the first time. Apologize, he told himself. Just say sorry. He didn't mean to bring up a sensitive topic but he was so mad. Having been thrown things in his face, things that hurt Kurt, it was building since they started the conversation. He spit in face, "Then just let me go and stay out of my relationship with Sebastian."he said before trying to get out of the hold...shit, it was a stronger grip then last time. He looked back at Hunter, he didn't show any fear. He learned not to after this long with dealing with bullies then tried for kicking at his shins.

Hunter didn't loosen his grip on Kurt. He knew he was stronger and didn't worry about him getting out of the grip unless he wanted him to. "You are going to apologise right for being up my father and then I'll let you go," Hunter told him, voice staying exactly the same. "Admit you're wrong."

Kurt scoffed, "You can keep me here all night. Try to at least. I'm not going to apologize for doing what was best. I'm not even scared of you,Hunter. What are you going to do? I've had worse experiences with bullies then being pinned to a wall. This is actually one of the more comfortable situations I've been in to be honest. "

Hunter tightened his grip even more, slamming him against the wall again. "You shouldn't have made him think he had a chance again in the first place. Fucking apologise."

Kurt swore under his breath, his head hitting the back of the wall harder then he'd want. "I could have easily chosen him." he said quietly and not looking at Hunter in the eye. He breathed hard, looking at the door. Maybe he had to use the same tactics he used at school, ones he'd used to get away from the Titans time and time again. Except, Kurt had to admit, Hunter was smarter. The pretty girl plan wouldnt work, but then he realized what might. "Wow. You know know, I hope your dad doesn't catch us like this. Seeing you pining me to the wall like this. That would be pretty awkward."

Hunter was very overly protective of his sexuality. Everyone knew this and he knew he could be very defensive about it. But Kurt was using that and his father in one sentence so he saw red. There was no thinking on his part when he punched Kurt in the stomach, dropping him to the floor. "Get the fuck out of my house before I do more."

Kurt let out a grunt before falling on the floor, grabbing at his stomach. Mistake. Big mistake, he thought to himself. He looked up Hunter obvious pain on his face despite trying to keep a strong look. He just nodded and stood up, walking to the door. "You know, you shouldn't be so protective of your sexuality. It makes people think. There's nothing wrong with being gay." he spit out. He didn't say it out of spite, he said it as an offended gay man.

Hunter glared at him. "That's not what I punched you. You think I'd punch you for that? My best friend is gay. I punched you for being a fucking asshole. Now get out of my house." Hunter moved to make sure he left and slammed the door, not caring where the hell he went other than out of his house. He slid down the door, hitting his head back against it and placing his hands against his face.

Kurt rolled his eyes, "No, you punched me because the idea of your dad thinking your gay bothered you. And I'm an asshole for that, apparently." he shook his head then winced at the door slamming. He turned and walked away towards his car, he sat there for a while. His stomach hurting and thinking how he wouldn't be able to go to Cheerios practice for some time.

[rkirene]

★ cholark

                                                    harmonization workshop !

fact #1 learned during summer camp: indoor air-conditioning will always beat the sun. fact #2 learned during summer camp: attending workshops is fun if they’re useful.

          and this workshop is useful because chorong plans on singing for the rest of her life and useful because it affords the girl ample opportunity to observe what korea’s new generation of idols are capable of (see: competition.) some can sing-- that’s obvious-- and many more can’t, which, as sad as it is to admit, is not surprising in the least. idols didn’t need to be talented in everything, or anything really, if their visuals were competent enough to lure in the loyal fans. how lucky to be able to live that way, so carefree and dependent that one lovely smile can snatch a dozen potential cfs!

fact #3 learned during summer camp: jealousy is a thing.

          “good,” the instructor praises as she circles around chorong’s pairing and listens to each one of them vocalize the lines to chi-chi’s “mister mister.” a terrible song choice for any occasion, in chorong’s opinion, but it was the price for asking the other singer to accompany her for this workshop exercise. just by listening during the previous warm-ups, chorong honed in on the royal girl as a worthwhile partner to train with and easily slid into her hemisphere the moment the instructors told them to break off into groupings.

          “what’s it like in sphere?” the other asks curiously once a well-deserved break is earned. she hands chorong a water bottle and the latter accepts it with a gracious nod. chorong chooses her words carefully, thoughts organizing into a priority list of how not to drag her company while being honest about her improving happiness.            “mm. creative?” the company more casual than focused, allowing artists to develop their personal skills as future musicians in the industry. chorong spends more time alone than with the others even if lessons consume the majority of her busy days. “between university and training, it’s a headache.” the other girl’s eyebrows raise but chorong only takes a small sip of the water and sets it aside. “let’s get back to work, shall we?” 

[britishbellecrawford]

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@big_game_hunter: you should offer to paint his nails a nice bright pink.

@british_belle: I think it would suit him :P You should hold him dow--- I mean help me. #oops?

[damndukes]

On sexuality;

Everyone is heterosexual--apart from Lulu and Reyna.

Both are reserved with their sexuality--Reyna for occupational purposes and Lulu for marital and social purposes.

[noahphuckerman]

So I know I'm a little late, but Happy Birthday! Hopefully you had a good day.

Thanks, man! I appreciated even if it is late! It was awesome. How’ve you been?

[ihavehopeandfaith]

⊗ (for all)

⊗  for a completely random headcanon

Pippa hates the color orange. 

Nicole eats oatmeal every morning for breakfast. 

Caroline always has her toenails painted. 

Sutton has a cover for her computer keyboard. 

June owns a pair of cowboy boots, but she keeps them at her parent’s house. 

Summer has a collection of her old pointe shoes, at least for the major roles she’s had. 

Autumn hates orange juice. 

Genevieve doesn’t read much, but has fallen in love with every book she’s read. 

Bri tries to go to at least one country concert during the summer because that’s just what you do. 

Hazel religiously watches the TV show Cosmos. 

Kennedy is pretty much a walking coffee encyclopedia. 

Megan used to take tap lessons when she was younger. 

[bellelaidexo-archive-blog]

Cora can deal with sexy guys, Cora can deal with grumpy guys, and guys that are cocky.

What pulls her out of her element are cute guys that do sweet stuff for her just because they can.  

[tannersontherun]

hunterclarington-ontheroad replied to your photo:I may have taken to the southern Cali life a...

The blonde suits you. Seems like you like California pretty much.

I do. I don't wanna leave. First Miami, now L.A. I think I'm sensing a theme. Never knew I was a beach babe, but it's pretty obvious now.

[ihavehopeandfaith]

☩✖☾⊗

☩ for a bedroom headcanon

Caroline keeps her bedroom very neat, and is definitely the kind of person who tucks in her sheets when she makes her bed in the morning. The fact that she even has sheets and not just a comforter/duvet should tell you something. 

✖ for a tattoo headcanon (One they have or one they want)

She’s open to the idea of getting a tattoo, though she’d probably make sure it had meaning first. Ohp, she just told me she likes the idea of getting like a flock of birds on the side of her ribcage okay then. 

☾ for a sleeping headcanon 

Caroline usually sleeps on her stomach, unless she’s sleeping in the same bed as someone, and then she likes to spoon. But only if they’ve had sex/are close. 

⊗  for a completely random headcanon

Caroline’s phone case for her iPhone 5s is gold and glittery. 

[thestarchildgilbert-blog]

@big_game_hunter: #bourbonisbetter ✌️

@starchild_ell: #lies #comehereandproveit

[britishbellecrawford]

So. About this pole dancing... you still game because I think I found a place. If you're up for it, I'll try to find a dominant to take us.

I am definitely still game for this. I can’t believe you found somewhere! Skye would most likely take us if we asked but do you have someone in mind?