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Connection (Prologue/5 + Epilogue)

Title: Connection
Author: devonwood
Word Count: 35,100
Rating: R
Warnings: Sex. Mentions of homophobia, off-screen violence, and sexual assault relating to canon events between Kurt and Karofsky in NBK, as well as Blaine at Sadie Hawkins.

The full header and links to other chapters can be found in the Masterpost.



Well, my darlings, I have finally fallen out of love with Sing. I stuck with them through last summer’s Devon-is-a-Junior-gate that rocked the fandom boat (or rather, the ship). I endured the weeks where the costume designer was on vacation and people meta-ed tirelessly about what Devon’s missing ascots meant for his emotional state. I thought, “Oh, maybe things will be on the upswing now,” after that whole harebrained emotional cheating debacle with Chase and the Shane Dawson-lookalike at the music store. I even contained my righteous fury after all the couples were shown kissing in the finale except The Gays(tm). And contrary to popular Tumblr rumor, I did not burn Bryan Collins in effigy--though I did make a strikingly similar yet kitschy voodoo doll that I found in the DIY tag a few months ago.

But this? This was the last straw.

I, along with most of the fandom, refused to believe the initial rumors of an actual cheating plot between Devon and Chase. Surely, the boy who looked like a wounded animal after Chase texted another guy wouldn’t turn around and boink some Chatroulette hunk a few months later! That was too out of character and improbable, even by Sing’s remarkably low standards for characterization and continuity. Then tonight, along with all of you, I sat in rapt horror and fascination because yes, Sing actually was going to go there. I’ve lost all sense of eloquence and decorum. In the immortal words of Tumblr: “I can’t.”

I see there are already some lost hopefuls on my dash trying to meta around what can’t be explained any other way than a poor writing decision by a failing show’s writers desperately trying to claw fleeing viewers back into their clutches like rabid wolves. I don’t know if I have the strength to sigh loudly enough at the all the straw-grasping. I grow weary.

Fortunately, I have a packed day-planner this week, what with show choir sectionals (a plotline that Sing seems to have forgotten in favor of unrealistic couples drama--nope, not going to get bitchy tonight, I promise), my father’s upcoming nuptials, and outfits from tonight’s episode to find on the internet (because fortunately everyone looked well-dressed, even when singing-crying, and Fashion of Sing doesn’t run itself, you know).

I’m not leaving, just taking a step back to refocus, recenter, and regroup. And finally rework my way through the lesbian drama of America’s Next Top Model Cycle 5. Delightful.

#not enough cheesecake in the world #sing wank for your blacklists

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Oh, wow.


I wasn’t prepared for tonight’s episode. After reading the initial spoilers, I stopped digging up information about this episode, trying to distance myself a little from something I knew was going to be painful. But I still wasn’t prepared for how much the “I’m fine,” “You’re not fine,” exchange hurt, especially after Devon’s emotional reprise at the bar. I don’t even know if I can write a reaction fic to this episode, because I’m so sad.

It’s just, Devon and Chase were the epitome of true love. If they can’t make it, what hope do any of us have?

If anyone wants to talk about this episode, my ask is always open. Let’s cry it out together, fandom.


#i will go down with this ship #chevon feels

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Title: From This Moment On
Author: partfalseparttrue
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~330
Summary: When Devon pulls back from the kiss, mouth still buzzing with sensation and anticipation, his heart explodes quietly in his chest at the things he feels for this boy.
Author’s Note: I’ve decided that the best way to move forward is to go backwards, to a time when everything was new boyfriends discovering the things that make them twitterpated about each other. Just a quick little unbeta’ed thing to get me back in the writing mindset. Title is from the Shania Twain song of the same name.

`When Devon pulls back from the kiss, mouth still buzzing with sensation and anticipation, his heart explodes quietly in his chest at the things he feels for this boy. They are sudden and intense, perhaps bubbling and coiling under the surface for months before he realized what Chase means to him, but now bursting from him wild and carefree and unconstrained. He feels things, wonderful things, and Devon is more than a bit overwhelmed how consumed he is by them.

Devon sucks his bottom lip into his mouth, follows the taste of Chase across his tongue as he sits heavily again at the table, knees bouncing in nervous anticipation. “So uh,” he says, scrubbing his left hand across his eyes. “That happened.”

Chase makes a shushing noise, eyes closed, long fingers curled into a one moment gesture in front of his upturned face. “I’m trying to savor the moment I’ve been dreaming about for months.” He opens his eyes, then, a flush spreading from his high cheekbones down to the base of his neck. “I said that out loud, didn’t I?”

And Devon should probably be a little weirded out, but he’s a teenage boy, and the idea that Chase has been fantasizing about this moment (well, perhaps not this moment, leaning over the bird-sized casket of poor Luciano)? It’s more than a little hot. “Don’t be embarrassed,” Devon says, placing one hand on top of Chase’s on the table, his knees still bouncing like they’re not controlled by his body. “I’m just kicking myself about all the time we’ve wasted.”

There’s a peculiar look in Chase’s eye, one that Devon hasn’t seen before but wants to become familiar with. It’s almost a smoulder, and Devon feels the back of his neck prickle in unashamed want. It’s a heady feeling. “Better make up for lost time, then,” Chase says, leaning in with a hand cupping Devon’s jaw, and Devon gasps his agreement into the gentle pressure of Chase’s mouth.

#chevon #my fic #take me back to the start~

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I hope you all have enjoyed the copious spam of Devon’s wonderful, ahem, assets over the past few days. I don’t know about you, but it certainly cheered me up.

I’ve been thinking long and hard about what I want to do over this hiatus since I’ve already made enough passive aggressive text posts to last a lifetime and it’s only been three days, and I think I’m going to try something a little different. Fashion of Sing will still continue to hunt for those pesky missing outfits (I’m looking at you, Chase’s adorable winter hat from season two), and I will continue to offer my witty repartee when new Sing set photos and spoilers emerge, but I’ve started a little pet project that won’t see the light of day for another few months.

That’s right, my darlings--I’ve signed up for the Chevon Big Bang over at Livejournal (may it rest in peace). I’ve never written anything intended for an audience before (though last night I did have a rather spectacular dream about a Pippa Middleton musical that I need to jot down before I forget), so this is going to be an exciting, scary whirlwind of a time. I hate admitting when I’m out of my comfort zone, but.


I have no idea for plot, no idea for anything except I want to get in Devon’s head and figure out what the hell makes him tick this season. Is this a bass-awkwards way for me to meta around a poor writing decision by justifying it with completely-made-up-yet-slightly-believable characterization on behalf of little gestures and pauses in conversation that are one hundred percent acting choices and not writing decisions? You bet your backwards ass it is.

The fruits of my labor (almost typed loins, I am spending too much time on this website...) won’t be posted until March, which gives me a lot of time to figure out what I’m actually doing with this thing. Signups close tomorrow, so if anyone else would like to join me on this wild ride, you can read the rules and join the Chevon Big Bang here.

#this can only end poorly #what have I gotten myself into? #forever bitter over that winter hat

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Chapter One


( 7 comments — Leave a comment )
Sep. 13th, 2013 02:31 am (UTC)
Holy crap you are my favorite person ever right now. I have been dying for something where the Glee characters are fans of Sing! Because we know Kurt and Blaine love their tv shows and would be total fanboys. I can't wait to read the rest of this.
Sep. 13th, 2013 03:30 am (UTC)
Thank you so much for reading! :D I'm glad you're enjoying it so far.
Sep. 14th, 2013 04:37 pm (UTC)
I've not watched TNN (oh mourn!), so I know next to nothing about Sing! other than it's a Glee parody and I spose that's enough. Anyway, I'm giggling so hard already. Weee!
Sep. 17th, 2013 01:22 pm (UTC)
I didn't really watch TNN either, but apparently all we found out about Sing in relation to Kurt and Blaine was that they existed. We didn't even get names! So Sing in this fic is really just a combination of Glee and some plots from my imagination. :)
Sep. 15th, 2013 11:44 pm (UTC)
Just started reading this and it's already AWESOME ♥
#sleep is overrated #no regrets
Sep. 17th, 2013 01:22 pm (UTC)
Haha, thank you so much! <3
Sep. 20th, 2013 06:50 am (UTC)
just now finding this and it's blankoclock in the morning. I have way too many other things that need doing (like sleep!) but this fic calls to me... bookmarking as my reward on Monday.
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