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Fic: Where There's Smoke AU, [4/12]

Author: Stoney
Title: Where There's Smoke [4/12+]
Rating: PG-13 generally, but moving to NC-17 in places (will point out, accordingly, for those averse)
Pairing: Kurt/Blaine, Wes and David friendship, mentions of former Finn/Rachel
Word Count: 8100/100,000
Warnings: None, really, aside from future mentions of homophobic treatment by a parent (I never use slurs. Never.)
Summary: Fireman AU, set 7 years after graduation. Kurt is Kurt, except that he never met Blaine Anderson. Blaine grew up in Brooklyn with his mother and firefighter father. Rachel and Kurt have graduated NYADA, Kurt gained a Masters from Tisch, and now they're in their first post-college apartment together ready to tackle their dreams. Unfortunately, Rachel never learned how to properly cook and almost sets their new house on fire. Enter Dreamy McFirepants.
A/N: This wouldn't exist without the most amazing editor a person could ask for, flaming_muse. Any remaining errors fall squarely on her my shoulders. :D Also, I am ultimately a romantic, I don't like character death, I love writing happy endings, and Kurt and Rachel live in my dream place in Carroll Gardens (it's modeled after a real piece of real estate there.) I tried to be as accurate as a visitor to NYC can get, but did take a few liberties with neighborhood bodegas. Um, I also have a huge thing for firemen and I make no apologies for that.
A/N 2 And now there is artwork! Whoa. That is too cool! By mandolinmonger. OVERWHELMED. Very very grateful! But...wow!

Kurt pinked and shoved at Finn's arm. ‘His name is Blaine, and he happens to be a fireman.’ ‘Wow, dude, that is so cool! He let you drive one of the fire trucks yet?’ ‘Don't be absurd,’ Kurt laughed. ‘This is our first official date. Besides, there probably are rules against that sort of thing'Collapse )


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Dec. 25th, 2011 04:51 am (UTC)
Damn. I am keeping my fingers crossed for a first date like THAT.

I love all the feelings, and how you are keeping it real and honest regarding Blaine's job.

On to the next..:
Dec. 25th, 2011 05:16 am (UTC)
Thank you so much! I'm happy to know this is coming off realistic (if not a little idealistic, ha!) <3
Dec. 26th, 2011 07:48 am (UTC)
Holy cripes on a cracker! This is all types of romantic and just... Ugh.

I wasn't aware of the NYC firefighter (gotta make a habit of using that term) traditions and customs until post-9/11. Like, the profession is passed down from father to son... and i like the customs you're weaving throughout this fic. And just the utterly New York feel of the whole thing. I fell in love with Chicago when i went there, but some of native's attitudes on the street were horrible, and i'm so inately nice i wanted to cry; i know New York is just as bad if not worse. Lol. I would love to live in NYC but the people there seem so intimadating!

Oh dear, i sense a bit of foreboding with the inevitable disscussion on the life-threatening job and it 's very scary to think about!
Dec. 26th, 2011 06:16 pm (UTC)
I'm so glad you're enjoying this! Oh, I love NYC and you know, the people there have always been unbelievably friendly to me. I used to work with Wall Street brokers, and they were surly in the beginning, but just until they got to know me. Don't let yourself believe the "NY-ers are rude" hype, I've not found it to be true. :) (And I'm Southern! I know from polite! Ha.)

Dec. 27th, 2011 07:01 am (UTC)
I'm very curious. Is death really that foremost in the minds of most firefighters? Or just Blaine because he lost his father. I doubt a casualty happens very often. But when it does, it's probably very affecting within the entire firefighting community. The same way it is for the police.

And wow, Blaine and Kurt are falling hard. It kinda really is love at first look. That's sweet. :)
Dec. 27th, 2011 05:50 pm (UTC)
Well, from what I've been told, the folks in the FDNY are far more sensitive to the dangers, as would be expected. Add in Blaine's father dying and you're going to have someone that is going to want to really make sure anyone he gets involved with is going to need to be fully cognizant of the dangers.

And yeah - they just can't seem to help themselves, can they? Heh. Thank you so much for sticking with this and for taking the time to comment! <3
Jan. 4th, 2012 01:52 pm (UTC)
Emotional roller coaster.

I howled w/laughter at Finn's football face off with the neighbors because really...who does that? LOL that was awesome. And then Kurt was all flaily and adorbs and the date was soooo cute and then UST like whoa and suddenly it got serious.

I am worn out in the best possible way. Awesome chapter.
Jan. 4th, 2012 02:45 pm (UTC)
YAY! So glad the various emotional points were ultimately satisfying (I don't want to give people whiplash, after all.) THANK YOU SO MUCH, so happy you're still enjoying it!
Feb. 2nd, 2012 03:15 pm (UTC)
THIS IS TURNING OUT TO BE SO GOOD. You have amazing writing skills. The most amazing yet. Hands down.

The tender kissing, I can't even call it making out because it just doesn't even measure up to the depth you have created in the interaction between them. It's like nothing, honestly seriously, nothing that I have read before. I don't even know where to file these feelings I am having under in my now very confused and muddled brain, because it was unbearably hot because of the emotions and the depth of it (hell, it was only simple, slow, soft and tender touching and kissing), but so, so, so intimate and sweet and solid in a way unprecedented in anything I've read.

I feel like I am giddily stepping on air and my heart aches in such a deliciously painful yet satisfying way. I am rambling and I know your amazing story and skills are to blame. I said my first sentence because I don't have a thing at all for firemen, and I'm not having any as of yet now either, but I am so in love with this story now because of this chapter, it changed everything. From a happily satisfying read to "pulling my heart strings so much I think they're gonna break but oh so good" amazing (and don't forget I still can't even put my finger on what I am feeling! It's totally new and scary okay!!). I'm sorry for my lack of proper vocab and hey I am rambling again, so please excuse me while I try to sort out this new discovery of mind-blowing emotions I am having.

PS. It seems like you love gif comments, and I would love to give you one when I finally figure out how to. But until then, I hope this would be sufficient, for now. ♥

PPS. Sorry, had a coding problem with the previous comment, edited and reposted!
Feb. 2nd, 2012 05:04 pm (UTC)
I like to call it "thinky smut" myself. :D I love hearing that you are having that reaction to it - that's exactly what I'd want the reader to think/feel. And the whole "fireman" thing is just a vehicle to tell the story, it's not THE story. (Well, it kind of is in a way, you'll see in further chapters) but ultimately I just want a setting for these two men to find each other.

Thank you so, so much for this comment - I'm so glad to know you're enjoying the story! <3
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Feb. 4th, 2012 12:37 pm (UTC)
Oh god. I'm mentally preparing myself for Blaine's death but it doesn't mean that if it happens it'll be any easier. Ugh, so excited to continue this.
Feb. 4th, 2012 04:24 pm (UTC)
I am going to shake my finger at you like I did everyone else that didn't read the A/N: I DO NOT BELIEVE IN CHARACTER DEATH IN FIC. So. You are safe to feel. I promise. Promise promise.
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Apr. 1st, 2012 03:46 am (UTC)
Apr. 1st, 2012 09:19 am (UTC)
I'm so glad you're enjoying it!!
Jun. 8th, 2012 09:05 am (UTC)
There is so much to love about these boys and the way you write them, but what comes through for me is the gentleness of it all. From the looks and the hand holding, to the way they spill their secrets and the way they kiss each other-it's all so beautifully tender. It's the way you are with someone who is permanent, even if you don't know it yet.
I read this when i first discovered fan-fic several months ago, and I am re-reading because (along with wordplay and flaming muse), it made me realise that there were some beautifully written stories in fandom, and heaven knows we need it to survive the next few months!
God, this story is giving me all the feelings, and I love you (the boys!) for it. Thankyou.
Jun. 8th, 2012 02:59 pm (UTC)
So I may have needed a moment after reading your comment...

Oh, how I love a gentle man (in both senses of the word.) A man that isn't afraid to share their feelings and to honor those feelings in the object of their affection, you know? DREAMY SIGH. I think that's the glue that holds these two together (both in this story and on the show.) When you think you're never going to have love and want it so desperately, to be given it seems like a precious and rare gift, and I love the thought of two people understanding that from the beginning and going from there.

And may I say how honored I am to be included in that company, as both are unbelievably talented writers? Thank you so very much.
Jul. 11th, 2012 02:42 am (UTC)
Ok. How did this happen? Why....why did I accidentally come across a 'fic recommendation' that sent me here? This is terribly unfair. Have you been sent by some insidious gov/other-criminal body to lure me off my intense-activist-path through swoony stories? Gaaaaah!

I swear I wasn't going to comment, because I feel bad flooding your inbox w/ a stream of comments. But ...but..

I was reading this on the way to work, and was all fuzzy inside and toe-curly [almost missed my train stop because I was utterly enraptured], but then...suddenly, it occurred to me during the first few lines of this chapter. OMG. Firefighter. NOOOO! WILL HE DIE!? NOOOOO! STOP!! AAAAH!

And then I went back to being taken up by the sheer hotness of the date [witty banter? hand-holding? flirty eyes? = hot, hot date. haha]. Until "we die, you know". Really, woman? REALLY? Are you TRYING to kill me?

Ok, there's so much more I have to say. But real life (gragh) beckons. I'm sure I'll be back pounding away at this comment box with all sorts of silly comments like my life depended on it.

[[[big.giant.hug]]] i love this!

p.s. you're funny, too ya know? very.
Jul. 11th, 2012 02:00 pm (UTC)
Oh, yes, authors HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATE when people tell us they like our stories! So, so irritating; you should really be ashamed of yourself ;D

THIS IS THE FLUFFIEST THING EVER. See, I wrote this first, got everyone to trust me, then broke their hearts with The Bones of You. :D

I take the job seriously, to be sure. I have nothing but respect for what these men and women do, but ultimately its about the two of them trying to make it work, not about ... Well, you'll see. :D

Thank you so much for trying another fic of mine!
Nov. 7th, 2012 07:30 pm (UTC)
where there's smoke
yay they kissed.abunches of them too.your a great writer.;)
Nov. 7th, 2012 08:18 pm (UTC)
Re: where there's smoke
It's about time, huh? :D

(Thank you!!)
Sep. 28th, 2013 11:35 pm (UTC)
So I just found this story and love it! Plus I had to comment about the Wilkes-Barre thing...too funny, that's where I live.
Sep. 29th, 2013 03:22 pm (UTC)
Oh, how nice to get a comment to this story! :D Thanks for giving it a chance, and ha, I do have to say that this is the only time Wilkes-Barre appears in this story. ;D
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Are You Actually

Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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