#handyman!blaine

[klaineccfanficlibrary]

hello! do you know if kb.ellen posts their fic on other websites? my browser can't access Ff.net now for some reason, and i really want to reread a summer story. any help would be much appreciated thx 💕

A Summer Story by Kb.Ellen [PDF] [EPUB]

When an injury forces Kurt to take the summer off from his dream job as a principal dancer with the NYC Ballet, he’s anxious to recover and get back to life as he knows it. But can a tiny town in southern Arkansas, a joyful aunt, a town full of good-hearted people and an intriguing local handyman make Kurt reassess what his dreams actually are? Welcome to Cassville. Rated M.

ENJOY!! ~Lynne

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Episode 53: The Curse of Malaysia Airlines Flight 370 Photodump

Image 01: Map of the last known flight pattern as documented by air traffic control records before MH370 disappeared from radar. Image 02: The curve shows the “linkups” from an Inmarsat satellite that captured the approximate trajectory of MH370 up until 9:15am. Image 03: A beach-cleanup crew on the French Island of Reunion came upon a torn piece of airfoil about six feet long that had washed ashore. It ended up being a “flaperon” from MH370. Image 04: More pieces of MH370 that washed ashore along the coast of Africa. Image 05: 27-year-old co-pilot Fariq Hamid Image 06: 53-year-old pilot Zaharie Ahmad Shah, in a screenshot from his youtube channel where he explained how to do handyman things around the house. Image 07: Blaine Gibson, a middle-aged man from California who has single-handedly found about a third of all MH370 debris that has ever been discovered. Image 08: Secret US military base, Diego Garcia, which some speculate is the destination MH370 ended up flying to. Image 09: A photo of the airfield on Diego Garcia, where experimental aircrafts are alleged to be stored. Image 10: Pictures of some of those whose lives were lost on MH370.

[lilyvandersteen]

Home Away From Home Chapter 3: A Helping Hand

Chapter summary:

Kurt and Blaine meet again at Hummel's Tires and Lube, and later on at Scandals. Sebastian takes his scumbag behaviour up another notch.

Many thanks to my beta @hkvoyage!

You can also read this story on AO3.

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Chapter 3: A Helping Hand

“Inspector Hummel?”

Kurt, who’d been showing his father’s new employee Spencer the ropes, and who found himself half under a car at the moment, was so startled that he banged his head into the car and cursed.

He knew that voice. That was Anderson, he was sure of it.

Kurt had expected to see Anderson again, obviously.

He’d put the biweekly inspections on his schedule, and he’d been pleasantly surprised to receive a spreadsheet from Anderson with the planning for all the work that had to be done.

He’d been happy to hear through the grapevine that Anderson was not cutting corners. He had hired tradesmen with good reputations, he chose quality materials and he seemed just as concerned about the safety and comfort of his guests as Kurt was.

It seemed like Artie’s optimism had been justified, so Kurt was looking forward to seeing the hotel again, and having Anderson proudly show him all the improvements that had been made.

Only, this wasn’t the Lima Quality Inn, nor was it a scheduled meeting, so Kurt felt at a disadvantage.

Why did the guy have to turn up at his dad’s auto shop just when Kurt was there, looking a mess in dirty overalls, with oily hands and with hair that probably resembled a rat’s nest by now?

Kurt suppressed a sigh and rolled out from under the car, handing the spanner to Spencer and telling him to carry on as Kurt had shown him.

Then he turned to his new client.

“Anderson. How can I help you?”

He’d probably get a scolding from his dad for being so gruff to a client, but seriously, the guy was unabashedly gaping at Kurt, which made him feel more than a little self-conscious.

Two guys joined Anderson, and one of them, who was tall and blond, elbowed him. “Getting new material for your spank bank, Blaine? Better pick your jaw up from the floor, or Mr. Sexy here will think you’re as stupid as you look right now.”

Anderson shut his mouth with a snap. The tips of his ears flamed red, and he looked down.

Feeling embarrassed too? Well, that made Kurt feel better at once.

He had no idea if Blondie was right about Anderson being turned on by Kurt’s scruffiness, but he liked the suggestion.

He leaned against the car he’d been working on, grinning at how flustered Anderson was, and admiring the beauty of his lashes.

It took Anderson a while to collect himself, and when he started explaining what he needed Kurt’s help with, he was so incoherent that his friends had to take over.

“I… um… The car… The tires… One of them…”

Blondie sighed. “Ugh, Blaine, you’re impossible when you get a crush. Seriously, get a grip!”

Anderson shot his friend a glare, but it didn’t have the slightest effect. Kurt suppressed a smirk and focussed on Blondie, who was prattling on a mile a minute.

“Anyway, Blaine called us here to go look at some buildings together, so we drove down, but five miles from here, the tire pressure light started blinking. So I guess there’s a problem with one of the tires. Don’t know which one, though.”

Some buildings?

“Are you thinking of buying another hotel?” Kurt asked Anderson as he accompanied him and his friends to their car.

Blaine frowned. “What? Oh! No… No. It’s… Something else my brother bought. Abandoned factory buildings. 500 acres. I have to decide what to do with them.”

Kurt whistled low. “Wow. If that’s where I think it is, better take a bodyguard with you. The squatters living there won’t like being ousted, and they’re tough guys.”

Anderson’s eyes went wide.

“Tell you what,” Kurt continued, “I’ll call Puck and Jake, and ask if they can go with you. They know a few of those squatters. They can help you out.”

“Puck? The handyman?” Anderson asked.

“Oh, you know him? So much the better. Jake’s his brother. Well, half-brother.”

Anderson nodded. “Okay. Thanks, I’ll give Puck a call straight away.”

He sent Kurt a shy smile, then dropped his eyes again, whipped his phone out and strode off.

“He’s got it bad,” Blondie said conversationally. “Why did he call you Inspector? Is that a BDSM thing?”

Kurt whipped his head around to look at Blondie. He was pretty sure his mouth had fallen open and his eyes were bulging out of their sockets, but really, who on earth would mention stuff like that in a casual conversation with a total stranger?

“Jeff!” the other guy hissed.

“What?”

Kurt, who’d been so taken aback that he hadn’t known what to say, now snorted at Jeff’s innocent, what-on-earth-did-I-do-wrong expression, and got a blinding grin in return.

“I like you,” said Jeff. “You’re not as much of an asshole as you seemed at first.”

His friend face-palmed and groaned.

Jeff quirked an eyebrow. “What? Hot Inspector Guy here isn’t offended, are you?”

Kurt grinned at him and shook his head.

Jeff clapped his friend on the shoulder. “See? Relax, Nick!”

Then he turned to Kurt again. “You’re all right in my book. Blaine has crushed on worse people. Tell you what, you fix my tires and I’ll give you my personal stamp of approval.”

Now Kurt laughed outright.

Jeff grinned again and held out his hand to shake. “Deal?”

Kurt shook hands. “Deal. Though I’m not dating Anderson, for the record. And he called me Inspector Hummel because that’s my job. I’m a hotel inspector.”

He gestured at the cars surrounding them. “This is just me helping my dad out.”

Barely an hour later, the car had two new tires, and Puck and Jake had turned up to accompany Anderson and his friends to the industrial buildings.

As they drove off, Kurt found himself wondering what on earth Anderson planned to do with that area. He had to have something in mind already. But what?

K&B

That night, he headed to Scandals in the hopes of finding someone he could hook up with.

He’d told Jeff the truth. He wasn’t involved with Anderson. They’d never so much as shook hands, even. But Kurt couldn’t deny that he was interested.

Everything about Anderson drew him in. His smile. His butterscotch eyes with those long come-hither lashes. His compact but perfectly proportioned body. The way he dressed like he came straight out of a 1950s sitcom.

Kurt caught himself humming the I Love Lucy theme song and smiling, and cursed.

He couldn’t give in to this. He couldn’t!

He was an inspector, with all the duties and responsibilities that entailed, and he had to keep a proper distance from the hotel managers he had to deal with.

Even when they were young and attractive and charming, and had a smile that made his stomach flutter.

That was why Kurt was looking for some relief. If he was lucky, he’d find some random guy at Scandals to let off steam with, so that he would stop thinking about Anderson in ways that were completely inappropriate.

And Jeff hadn’t helped matters by putting the seed in Kurt’s head for a few spicier scenarios than he’d pictured Anderson and himself in so far.

Anderson would look so good kneeling with his head bowed and his hands behind his back. Or better yet, with his hands bound to the headboard of Kurt’s bed and a blindfold over his eyes, naked and strung out, waiting and wanting.

Kurt felt a stirring in his groin and groaned. No. No, no, no. He had to get Anderson out of his head. And the quicker the better.

He drove onto Scandals’ parking lot and strode toward the bar with a scowl on his face. This had to work. It had to.

I have to conquer this.

He headed straight for the barman and ordered a beer. Then, he sat down on a bar stool and let his eyes rove the room.

All he saw at first glance were the regulars, who were always to be found here on Saturday night. There seemed to be quite a crowd on the dance floor, though, so maybe he’d find someone new there.

All right, then, dancing it is, as soon as I’ve finished my beer.

On the dance floor, he let all the stress from the work week flow out of him and just moved to the music for a while, his eyes closed and a smile playing on his lips. Ah, that felt good!

Occasionally, he felt another body move against his. Sometimes, that was purely accidental, he was sure, and sometimes, it felt purposeful, someone grinding up on him. Each time, he fluidly slid away from the contact, without so much as opening his eyes. He wasn’t quite ready for his hook-up yet. Moreover, HE wanted to choose the right person, not fall in with someone else’s wishes.

When the music changed from pop to rave, he left the dance floor and ordered another drink.

However, he didn’t get round to drinking it, because at that very moment, he saw a guy dragging another, who seemed drugged or half-asleep, off to the men’s room.

“Oh, no, you won’t,” he hissed, and he stalked after them both, his fury only intensifying when he noticed the one pulling the other along was Smythe.

He blocked Smythe from entering the men’s room and yelled at him, “What do you think you’re doing?”

“Well, well, if it isn’t Inspector Stick-up-His-Ass,” Smythe slurred. “Inspecting lavatories now, are you?”

“Let that guy go!” Kurt ordered. “What did you do, slip something into his drink?”

Smythe shrugged, his smirk growing sharky. “And what if I did? He’s got the perkiest ass I’ve seen in years, and I want in it.”

Kurt’s wrath boiled over, and before he knew it, he’d punched Smythe in the face. The guy toppled backwards, the back of his head hitting the wall, and he slumped onto the floor, unconscious.

Kurt’s attention shifted to the drugged guy Smythe had brought along, who, Kurt now saw, was none other than Anderson, dressed in an ugly black and mustard yellow outfit.

Anderson leaned against the wall, his eyes half-lidded, staring blankly ahead.

Kurt waved a hand in front of Anderson’s face, trying to get his attention.

It took a while for Anderson’s eyes to focus on him, and even then, he seemed to look through Kurt rather than at him.

“Anderson? Are you all right?”

Anderson didn’t say a word.

“Did you come here with your friends? Jeff and Nick?”

“Jeff,” Anderson parroted. “Wanna dance.”

“Okay… Let’s go back to the dance floor and find Jeff.”

“Jeff,” said Anderson again, dreamily, but he made no move to follow Kurt.

“Come along now,” Kurt told him, holding out his hand for Anderson to take. “Let’s go to Jeff.”

Anderson looked at him with wide eyes. “Jeff.”

Kurt grabbed Anderson’s hand, gently tugging him back to the dance floor, where he found Jeff and Nick and explained to them what had happened.

They thanked him for coming to Anderson’s rescue, and quickly left the bar holding Anderson between them.

Kurt watched them go, sighed and went to settle his tab. Time for him to go home, too.

[datshitrandom]

Favorite Fanfics (98/?): “A Summer Story” by Kb.Ellen

[teddyshoney]

It’s time for a brand-new story. I present to you Crimson Yarn, part 15 of the In Every Lifetime series.

This story is my fill for the first @gleefanfictionfriday prompt, the handyman story. I knew that this week, it was going to be nearly impossible to write, so I started writing my fill last week. Unexpectedly, this story poured out, and I wrote it in just over a week. 

Many, many thank you’s go to my lovely friends: @jayhawk-writes, because she edited all 35k for me as quick as can be and gave me a ton of encouragement, and to @gleefulpoppet for always building me up while I wrote and telling me she’s going to binge read the story once I posted it. I couldn’t have written this without either of you ladies.

This story is COMPLETE, by the way. I posted all of it today.

Title: Crimson Yarn Beta: @jayhawk-writes Word Count: 35,259 Summary: Back from New York, Kurt has just purchased a lake house in need of fixing up to keep him busy while he tries to heal from his past relationship. Back from LA, Blaine reluctantly takes a job from his father while he mourns the loss of his dream. Will red yarn, coffee, and some heavy conversation be enough for both boys to realize that there many be an answer to their healing right in front of them? You can read the story HERE on AO3 or HERE on FF.net.

Happy reading!

[darriness]

Fic A Day - July 2021 Edition - Day 8 - Quixotic/Quick

Author: darriness

Word Count: 1050

Summary: A backyard dream

Author's Note: For the Tan Hands and Tan Lines Track A Event. Two chapters in two days. Go me? lol I like this one, but I'm also nervous about it? Hope you enjoy!

AO3 Link

Blaine declares, one day when Lizzy and Matty are six and two, that he’s going to build them a play set and treehouse in the backyard.

Kurt, who is a supportive husband (but also quite aware of Blaine’s lack of handyman expertise), gives him a smile over his phone, “Sounds good.” He says, stopping just short of adding ‘Are you going to build it, or am I going to end up building it?’

Blaine dives into planning the intricate and frankly quixotic project over the next week. Kurt sees drawing after drawing with more fantastical elements each time. He’s not even sure by the following weekend if even HE could build what Blaine has planned.

He tries to never let on to Blaine, though, how skeptical he is about the whole thing. Blaine is very excited about his idea and has subsequently gotten the kids excited about the idea (though Kurt’s fairly certain Matty’s not too sure what he’s excited for).

The following weekend Blaine announces he’s going to the hardware store for supplies. Kurt offers to come, but Blaine waves him off.

“I want this to be a surprise and I want to do it myself.” He says, before kissing Kurt quickly and heading out the door.

Blaine wants it to be a surprise so badly that he effectively banishes Kurt and the kids from the house when he returns.

“Go spend the day with Rachel, Jesse, and Nash.” He says.

Matty, for one, needs no more prompting. The mention of Nash’s name has him trying to put his shoes on.

Kurt sighs and reluctantly gets the kids ready to go. He wants to stay, he’s actually nervous Blaine is going to hurt himself, but he also doesn’t want his husband to think Kurt thinks he’s not capable. So with another kiss (and a lightly said but very serious ‘Be safe!’), Kurt and the kids are out the door and on their way to Rachel and Jesse’s.

Kurt is distracted the entire time. He can’t enjoy any of the shenanigans he usually finds amusing and keeps glancing at his watch to see how long it’s been since they’ve been away and thinking whether or not he should call Blaine to see how things are going.

In the end, he makes it two hours before he tells Rachel he’s going to go and check on the progress. He leaves Lizzy and Matty with the Berry-St. James’s and drives quickly back home.

When he pulls up in the driveway, his eyebrows furrow when he notices his dad’s car parked on the street. Why would his dad be at the house?

He makes his way around the side of the house to the side gate and is about to open it when he hears voices.

“Can you hand me that screwdriver?” Burt Hummel says.

“Oh sure.” Blaine answers. All is quiet for a moment before Blaine speaks again, “Burt, I just want to say thanks again for helping me out. I...didn’t want to admit to Kurt that I couldn’t do this by myself. He really believed I could and I didn’t...want to let him down.”

Kurt’s heart clenches in his chest.

Burt sighs, “Kid, you know I’m always here to help if you need me. But do you really think Kurt would think less of you for needing help?”

It’s Blaine’s turn to sigh, “I guess not. I just...maybe I wanted to prove to him I could do it. I made such a big deal out of it.”

“Well, you are still doing it.” Burt points out.

Blaine laughs, “Yeah, I guess I am…”

Kurt makes a quick getaway when he notices Blaine’s voice is closer than it was before. He suddenly doesn’t want Blaine to know he’s here, doesn’t want him to know he came back to check on him.

He gets back in his car and drives back to Rachel’s to be with his kids. His heart both warmed and saddened by what he heard. Warmed because Blaine felt he could call Burt to help him with something and saddened because Blaine didn’t want Kurt to think he wasn’t capable.

As Kurt drives he thinks about what he’ll do when he and the kids get home later.

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Six hours later, Kurt carries a sleeping Matty into the house with Lizzy skipping ahead of them. It’s almost bedtime but Lizzy is riding high on the promise of new swings and a treehouse. She hasn’t stopped talking about it.

“Do you think Daddy’s done?” She asks.

Kurt smiles, “Why don’t you go see?” He whispers, “I’m just going to take Matty upstairs.”

Kurt’s not sure if Blaine and Burt are done with their construction but he’s got one foot on the stairs when he hears a scream from Lizzy from the backyard.

Curiosity peaked, he redirects and carries Matty through the house and out the backdoor. His mouth falls open at the spectacular sight in front of him.

It’s a kid’s backyard dream...and it’s THEIR backyard. The play set and treehouse are just like the plans Blaine’s been working with all week and everything seems to sparkle with the floodlights lighting the darkness.

Lizzy is already halfway up the treehouse ladder and Kurt’s wide eyes land on Blaine who is walking toward him. His hands are in his pockets and he’s got a sheepish look on his face.

“So…” He says.

Kurt’s mouth opens and closes a few times before he can speak, “I’m...blown away.” He says.

Blaine’s eyes light up, “You really like it?”

Kurt’s eyes take another sweep of the construction before he pulls Blaine to him with the arm not cradling Matty and wraps it around Blaine’s waist, “It’s phenomenal. I’m so proud of you.”

Blaine nuzzles into his side and if Kurt’s not mistaken he buries a pleased smile in Kurt’s chest.

“We worked really hard on it.” Blaine says after a moment.

Kurt could mention that Blaine said ‘we’ instead of ‘I’, or point out that even if Blaine was a master handyman he couldn’t have finished this project by himself in eight hours but…

“It’s perfect.” He whispers and the pair watch as Lizzy tries out every aspect of their new backyard, regardless of the fact that her bedtime comes and goes.

[gleefanfictionfriday]

Because there was interest in a handyman!Blaine prompt that we just couldn't resist, @jayhawk-writes and I have decided to start posting prompts a week early. That means that the first prompt will be posted NEXT MONDAY. We are very excited to be starting early, and can't wait for our first prompt! Meanwhile, we will be posting all week, highlighting a few of last year's stories and making a post about what to expect and how to tag this year's stories.

[jayhawk-writes]

Hello - love reading your stuff. I just read your one shot based on Summer Story, which was a great thing to do. What’s your favorite Klaine fanfics? (Apart from your own or @gleefulpoppet or @teddyshoney ??).

Number 1...Thank you so much for checking out my fic. I loved A Summer Story and after reading it, @gleefanfictionfriday had their Handyman!Blaine prompt and a story came to me. I was so honored that Kb. Ellen trusted me with her story enough to allow me to write that little one-shot.

Number 2...I really do love @teddyshoney and @gleefulpoppet fics. They’re definitely on my list. And I cannot WAIT to read the final version of Poppet’s upcoming story. It’s going to be soooooo good!

Number 3...I feel like picking my favorite fics is like asking me to pick my favorite child (even though I only have 1 kiddo). I'll for sure try, though. I'm going to put them under the cut so it won't clog up people's timelines.

A Moment of Serendipity by ittlebitz (This story got me into this fandom.)

Ride by nellie12 (I've read this story I don't know how many times. Also, there is an amazing fan trailer HERE.)

Steal A Heart Verse by MochaCappuccino (I seriously read this trilogy once a year.)

Scarlet Horizon and Scarlet Destiny by cindyloowho0105 (I'm re-reading it again right now between other fics.)

Desperate Times Verse and Reflections Verse by @caramelcoffeeaddict (the authors writing is phenomenal.)

Angel in a Red Vest by dontbefancy (Recently I read this 4-5 times back to back.)

Who Says and Won't Tell Anyone by karanoaoi (There is a second part to both of these that are wonderful, too, if you like the first one. The second part to Who Says isn't complete, but I think it ends in a place you can imagine the rest. The grammar is a little rough in these...however, I love them both immensely and have read both of them multiple times.)

Westerville Abbey by @hkvoyage (I mean...two of my favorite things combined in one. What’s not to love?)

Bound for Glory and Days of Glory by cleverboots (There have been other additions to this verse, but these two are my favorite.)

If I Lose Myself by fablewriter (My absolute favorite Klaine proposal ever!!!!)

The Sidhe by @chazzam (This one is so good...it originally took me a couple of tries to get through, but once I got through the first little bit, I loved it!)

The Anderson Rose by @missbeizy (I love mpreg stories and this one has so much action and just wonderful story to it!)

I am absolutely sure I’ve missed some. I might have to come back and add to this once I remember them. This is a great start, though.

[klaineaddictsfanficrecs]

Fic Name: A Summer Story

Fic Author(s): Kb.Ellen

Fic Summary: When an injury forces Kurt to take the summer off from his dream job as a principal dancer with the NYC Ballet, he's anxious to recover and get back to life as he knows it. But can a tiny town in southern Arkansas, a joyful aunt, a town full of good-hearted people and an intriguing local handyman make Kurt reassess what his dreams actually are? Welcome to Cassville.

Fic Trope(s): Enemies to Lovers, Dancer Kurt, AU,

Fic Length (Word Count): 109,192

Fic Rating: M

Fic Warnings or Triggers: no major ones

Fic Status: Complete

My Review: Alright, I'm starting with this one because I've read A LOT of the stories in this trope, and this is my favorite. Now, I'm not biased. I've read (and reread) several of the stories in this trope, and so it's not just because this one is freshest on my mind. On the contrary, I read it a few weeks back, and it has stuck in my mind as I was reading other stories because it was that amazing. I'm going to try to share of few of my reasons now.

By now, those of you that have read my other reviews or my own stories know that I'm a sucker for slow build. This story does that to perfection, to the point where I was yelling at Kurt and Blaine for all of the will they, won't they moments. And when they finally admitted their feelings, I was doing the John Bender fist pump in the air until I realized, oh god! They waited too long. And even though I was elated that they were finally together, I had this giant pretzel knot in my stomach, worried about what would happen when the clock ran out. I truly read this straight through without taking many breaks because I had to find out how things would be resolved. I can say much more about this, but I don't want to spoil anything. I truly was on the edge of my seat, especially in the final chapters.

You guys probably know me well enough to know that I love great characterization. Kurt and Blaine are different than their show counterpoints, but I loved it here because the author does an impeccable job capturing their core personalities even though they are different. Kurt is still his sassy self with the most amazing heart, and Blaine is his hard-working, kind-hearted self. And honestly, it wasn't hard to see Kurt as a ballet dancer and Blaine as a construction worker because the foundation was there, and the author really fleshed out their personalities so well. And I have to shout out to the original characters as well. They were fun and quirky, especially Darla. They were all just very well written.

You also probably know by now that I love some well-written dialogue, and this fic has it in spades. I just love their banter, both when they are at each other's throats and when they are truly becoming friends. It's witty, fun, and believable, and I just love how the way they talk to each other. Many times I get a little frustrated when the story focuses on mostly the physical parts of their relationship, and don't get me wrong, there's some well-written smut here, but I love how this fic has them actually conversing, talking, discussing, arguing, and actually becoming friends and not just two people that are physically hot for each other. It just gives it a sense of authenticity.

There's so much more to this story's beautiful brilliance, but I'll leave you to discover it for yourself. You're welcome. Because I know there's no way that you won't love this story.

Fic Link: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13890945/1/A-Summer-Story?__cf_chl_jschl_tk__=586dOgyB8MSjl66YXb5Nhy1EwysDWYcP.0xdvRCE4ro-1641094002-0-gaNycGzNCWU

[klaineccfanficlibrary]

hey i’m the one who requested grumpy x sunshine (tbh i forgot i requested til now) - what i mean by that is kurt is like super moody whilst blaine is like a happy puppy all the time or vise versa. thanks!

Hi - I've tried to get you some fluffy fics, where Blaine is mostly happy and Kurt moody/distracted, hope these fit the ask!! if fandom want to choose anymore - please do. ~Jen

Home away from Home by @lilyvandersteen

Cooper buys a hotel sight unseen and asks Blaine to run it for him over the summer. Only, the hotel is a health and safety hazard and Inspectors Hummel and Abrams are hell-bent on closing it down. Can Blaine spruce the hotel up in time and save Cooper's investment?

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Feel my heart's intention By @kurtsascot

Blaine started to hate Kurt on his first day. And it was a shame, really, because they could have been cute together. 

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Sabotage by @chasingkerouacwrites

The NYADA Adam’s Apples know that the stiffest competition for Nationals this year will come from their very own neighbor, the NYU Vocal Effects. Kurt, a member of the Adam’s Apples, knows that the path to victory runs straight through Vocal Effects' newest musical weapon -- Blaine Anderson. Sure practice makes perfect, but sometimes a competition this important calls for a little… sabotage.

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A Summer Story by KB.Ellen

When an injury forces Kurt to take the summer off from his dream job as a principal dancer with the NYC Ballet, he's anxious to recover and get back to life as he knows it. But can a tiny town in southern Arkansas, a joyful aunt, a town full of good-hearted people and an intriguing local handyman make Kurt reassess what his dreams actually are? Welcome to Cassville.

[moviemill]

The Mad Monster (1942)

‘A mad scientist changes his simple-minded handyman into a werewolf in order to prove his supposedly crazy scientific theories - and exact revenge.‘

‘the movie sounds like Lawnmower Man but with Werewolf’ @villainpunk

thirty seconds into the movie and two of us see the ‘wolf’ and we just go ‘thats a gotdamn coyote’

they really waste NO time getting to the mad science, we’ve got a wolfman within five minutes (through nothing more than a simple wolfblood transfusion, apparently’

science man is trying to sell this as a miracle and @bioelectriccell said it best: ‘What kind of miracle is this. How is this in any way useful‘

oh, he wants to make an army of wolfmen, apparently.

‘ok but mad science werewoofs eat nazis is a GREAT plan actually’ @gwenfrankenstien​

debating whether this is him practicing a speech, or if he’s just hallucinating.

or if it’s just ye olde zoom meeting.

I’d like to note that this was tagged as ‘drama, horror, romance’ on IMDB.

oh the mad scientist man has a DAUGHTER here

this was apparently a double feature with The Devil Bat. It may also be the same set.

a child appeared onscreen!

whatever happened, happened offscreen but we both think the kid got ate/murdered

(confirmed several minutes later the kid did a die)

someone thinks the mystery murder beast is a dinosaur and this is funnier than it should be

‘it's wild to think blood transfusion was actually seen as crackpot science for decades’ @villainpunk​

this is part of the reason I love looking back at old mad scientist movies because its like. ‘sir this is just regular science’, minus ‘using wolf blood’.

like when radiation does anything that’s not ‘gives you the cancers’

this is just when people dress up their dogs

there’s something very charming about werewolves that are just very hairy men with sharp teeth. like. yes, those are the most important features of a wolf, apparently.

Lamenting the fact that the audio quality on my copy of this is so poor, I have misheard so many things. The Professor who gets murdered via wolfman is named Blaine, but I initially heard it as Blabe, and others got Blaze and Blame, and I’m stealing ‘Professor Blame’ as my new supervillian oc.

LOVE the old lady who just keeps trying to tell people ITS A WEREWOLF and everyone just dismisses her. one of the guys insisted at one point its a DINOSAUR or something and he wont consider WOLFMAN as a viable option.

I’m presenting this comment from @villainpunk​ without any context.

also shoutout to the phrase ‘exciting the various glands’

the wolfman has murdered a few people but we haven’t seen him eat anyone yet. I’m not sure why i’m expecting the wolfman to eat people.

‘the natural enemy of the mad scientist is the mob’ @gwenfrankenstien​

At about an hour into the movie, I realize that despite a lot of things HAPPENING, it doesn't feel like the plot has gone anywhere.

also there’s not been any romance. IMDB lied.

the wolfman spends a lot of time being very well dressed.

shoutout to another comedically abrubt ‘oh shit we gotta end this movie huh’

rated a solid ‘ok i guess’ on the beetsometer. Nothing phenomenal, but far from BAD. just got some pacing issues.

emoji of the film: sciencegasp

[Watch it on Youtube!]

[ao3feed-kurthummel]

Stargazing Memories

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/3yaimDk

by JayhawkWrites

Kurt reminisces on some of his experiences here in Cassville while waiting for Blaine to show up. This is one of those memories.

GFF Prompt: Person A isn't actually a workman, but he saw his co-worker Person B, for whom he has secretly been pining for months, staring at a good-looking construction worker at lunch and naturally assumes this must be his 'type'. So, he sets about trying to impress Person B with anecdotes about the handy DIY he does on weekends, the stories more exaggerated with each telling. Which is fine... until Person B asks him to lend a hand digging up his dad's driveway. Person A has never used a jackhammer in his life, but...

GFF Words: Workman, DIY, Jackhammer

Words: 1176, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Glee

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: M/M

Characters: Blaine Anderson, Kurt Hummel, OMC, OFC

Relationships: Blaine Anderson/Kurt Hummel

Additional Tags: fanfic of a fanfic, Handyman!Blaine, Dancer!Kurt, DIY Projects, Jackhammer, Country Music

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[lilyvandersteen]

What shortish (under 10k) one shots would you recommend that are meet-cutes and/or pining? Thanks!

Oooh, this is going to be a long list, Nonnie! Thanks for asking :-) Hugs, Marjan

Accessories by @hazelandglasz

Inspired by @tacogrande’s art on Tumblr : http://tacogrande.tumblr.com/post/156495579892/i-also-did-a-lil-au-where-blaine-is-just-always

All The Toys by Petalene

Fill for the GKM.  The five times Blaine went into a sex toy shop and the one time he came out with something really good. 

Auto Shops, Show Tunes and Happiness by @sunshineoptimismandangels

This is for coffeegleek wo prompted:Kurt has had to take over his dad’s shop & Blaine comes to get his car fixed, hears Kurt singing - AU meet cute, they’re 20-30+. Maybe Kurt does local community theatre. 

Blind Date by @bookqueen101

Tumblr Prompt: We’re both meant to be going on blind dates with other people but we sat down at the wrong table and got our hopes up.

Connections by @alilactree

A prompt from imnotimperfectlyperfect, Klaine alternate meeting: Blaine sees Kurt on the subway and misses his chance to talk to him, so he resorts to using an ad to find him again. This probably turned out to be a lot sillier than you were hoping, sorry about that. Warnings: Blaine goes on faily dates with other canon characters.

Dial 1 for Kurt by @starangel148

One day, as luck would have it, Kurt answered a call to his dorm phone even though he call was most likely for his playboy roommate. The rest is serendipity. AU Kurt/Blaine, set in college. 

Don’t make me over by @klaineanummel

Kurt thinks today will just be an average day; he’ll go to work, he’ll pine for his friend-with-benefits Blaine (who he desperately wants to become more), and he’ll remind his boss for the millionth time that he doesn’t want to be set up with her son. It goes pretty much as he expects… well, sort of.

Flowers Verse by @hazelandglasz​

Blaine just wants to get a bunch of flowers to his grandma.Little did he know that the Subway can lead to some interesting meetings … 

Fools Rush In by @black-john-lennon

Elvis once sang “Wise men say only fools rush in, but I can’t help falling in love with you”

Blaine and Sam might be those guys.

Free Pizza to Make You Smile by @princehummel

A short, cheesy (pun super intended) Valentine’s Day meet-cute. A bit late, but whatever.

It’s Valentine’s Day, but Kurt has too much homework and not enough boyfriend (in other words, no boyfriend) to properly celebrate. But there’s no law that says he can’t celebrate with himself, his laptop, and a special pizza.

Getting Out the Vote, 2016 – Feel the Bern! by @nightingale63

Klaine AU – Kurt and Blaine never met in high school, and are college students in New York who return to Ohio for spring break to volunteer for Bernie Sanders’ campaign. Meet cute entails! 

Gift with Purchase by @lady-divine-writes

To prepare for a big audition, Tina takes Blaine to Sephora for a little freshening up, where Blaine meets the sales associate of his dreams. 

Got A Sweet Tooth For You by @hazelandglasz

anonymous asked:I have one I have one! So, it’s AU. Blaine is scared to go to dentist (feel you, bb) and his tooth hurts more and more everyday. So finally, he mans up and goes. And meets the sexiest dentist ever.

Here Comes The Sun Salutation by @invisibleraven

Blaine has a work mandate to lower his stress levels by attending a yoga class. Which he goes to straight from work in a suit… 

Here to fix all of your problems by @fictionallylost

Rachel calls for a handyman to come and fix her and Kurt’s loft’s heating problems, then leaves Kurt home alone to await the assistance. Who do you think comes to his rescue? ;)

Hold Onto The Handrail by @antarcticbird

hazelandglasz prompted: the subway brakes too strongly and bam, au meeting ? 

If These Pages Could Tell A Story by @controlofwhatido

Isabelle Wright has written another book and is about to go on tour with it. Kurt’s job, as her assistant, is to make sure every location is up to speed with Isabelle’s requests. When Kurt e-mails Anderson’s Bookshop, he certainly doesn’t expect their correspondence to go past the first couple perfunctory responses…

Instant Boyfriend by @scrapmom2112

One minute Kurt is having coffee and minding his own business and the next he has a boyfriend…what? AU. Just another way for Kurt and Blaine to meet, and it’s at the Lima Bean, of course.

Kink(O)s by @hazelandglasz

Prompt : one of them want to print something, maybe a calendar with hot guys and the other one is the hot printer? 

Let It Snow by @antarcticbird

Snowed in at an airport on the 24th of December, with no cell phone reception and Cooper + family for company. 

Love Shack by @hkvoyage

On a sweltering hot summer’s evening, Kurt discovers a new cheesecake bakery in his Bushwick neighborhood. He soon realizes the true meaning of Valentine’s Day. An alternative meeting, written for the 2016 Klaine Valentines Challenge on Tumblr.

Night Work by @honeysucklepink

This was written for the KBL Reversebang Hiatus Challenge. I got a photo of a dog with a pumpkin and three items/things to include in my story: “Pharmacy,” “Sweats (clothing),” and “Stars.” And then on top of that I got awesome art from Jen (homemadedarkmark)! Thanks Jen! Also thanks to kurtswish for the beta. This is a simple “meet-cute,” hope you enjoy (in spite of it being Halloween-themed while way past Halloween)! 

Of BFF’s and Shoes by @a-simple-rainbow

I decided to mesh together a fuckload of tropes/prompts. From the text to the wrong number, to meeting in an elevator. Mostly it’s funny and stupid. Apologies to anyone who likes high heeled converse all stars. 

Of Sad Movies and Kind Strangers by @hadelli

Kurt’s week couldn’t get any worse.Because is there anything more pathetic than crying in a movie theatre, alone?Probably not, right?Right??

On Boundaries and Harvard Law by @klaineanummel

Burt gives Kurt’s number to a total stranger.

Overcoming a Break-Up by @mailroomorder

Kurt knows what it’s like to lose a nicely tailored jacket in the city, and he wouldn’t want that to happen to someone else. So when someone leaves their jacket at the restaurant Kurt works at, he figures the least he can do is return it to its rightful owner. Even if said owner did dine and dash, forcing Kurt to pay his bill.

Overcoming Gravity by @alilactree

From @prompt-a-klainefic:

I just discovered that you can buy vibrators at the airport, but while i was trying to load my bag into the overhead compartment on the plane, it fell out and landed right in your lap.

Poke-Klaine by @nightingale63

AU where Blaine went to NYADA but Kurt went to FIT (and Kurt never went to Dalton). A fun, fluffy meet-cute – enjoy!

Raspberry Rain by @lovetheblazer

kurt-and-blaine-anderhummel prompted: I haven’t slept in like 3 days everything is funny and your hair smells really good (where Kurt is the one that hasn’t slept and Blaine sits next to him in class and he keeps leaning his head on Blaine’s shoulder and keeps telling Blaine that his hair smells good from his scented hair gel). Klaine Alternative Meeting AU

Return to Sender by @skivvysupreme

Kurt’s shifts at the Spotlight Diner keep turning into complete trainwrecks, and it’s all the hot UPS guy’s fault. Sort of. (Though, in all fairness, Kurt has always had a certain weakness for men in uniforms.) 

Tell Me All Your Secrets by @lady-divine-writes

After being cheated on by his boyfriend for the tenth time, Kurt comes home, ready to surrender to a good cry and sleep. But when he can’t sleep, he checks his voice mail and finds a bunch of drunken messages from a wrong number, but his mysterious caller might be the answer to getting over his scumbag ex.

The Bookshelf by @klainjel

In which Blaine stumbles into a bookstore in search of a birthday present and finds so much more 

The Concert Experience by BlurtItAllOut

Wes and David have a spare concert ticket, and asks Blaine to tag along. He may not be so very interested in the headliner, but there are others to feast his eyes on. This will be a concert experience to remember. 

The Effects of Cookies on Shy Teenagers by @musiclovingbitch

ADJACENT STANDS AT THE FARMER’S MARKET AU

The Man With The Hippo-Head Brooch by @borogroves

A passing encounter on the London Underground leaves Blaine trying to track down a beautiful stranger.

Welcome to the New Age by @itspartofmyjealousy

A love story told through NYADA’s Snapchat

What Dreams Are Made Of by @bluecloudsupabove/ca_te

Just when Kurt thought New York couldn’t get more perfect, he stumbled upon Blaine.

[you-moveme-kurt]

Glee  «In a heartbeat»

Agosto de 2017

-¿Debo recordarte que la última vez que intentaste arreglar algo quedo peor? —dijo Kurt desde la cama donde además de estar leyendo un libro, estaba pendiente de su teléfono y de lo que hacía su esposo con el grifo del lavabo. -No responderé a eso… —contestó Blaine mirando la caja con herramientas— primero porque es falso… y segundo, porque en vez de criticar algo que ni siquiera empiezo, deberías venir a ayudarme. -No pienso hacer tal cosa, estoy cómodo aquí, y aquí me quedaré… —sentenció Kurt arreglando las almohadas tras su cabeza— además, ya te dije que lo correcto a hacer es llamar al encargado del edificio o en su defecto, conseguir un gasfiter a domicilio. -Podemos ahorrarnos ambas cosas… eso si creyeras en mis capacidades… —agrego Blaine cortando el agua desde la llave principal ubicada atrás del mueble, sacó un par de artículos de limpieza y los dejó sobre el retrete. -Creo fervientemente en tus capacidades… en las reales eso si… no esos dones de «handyman» que crees tener… —Blaine sonrió mientras buscaba la herramienta adecuada en una caja pequeña y metálica— ¿cuando comenzo a todo esto?... —pregunto bajando el libro que leía. -¿Que cosa?... ¿el problema de la gotera? -No… ese afán tuyo de arreglar las cosas domésticas... -No creo que quieras saberlo... -¡Ah claro!... el tal Karofsky… —dijo Kurt diciendo 50 palabrotas por lo bajo una vez que pronuncio el nombre del antiguo novio de su esposo.

-Te ves lindo cuando te pones celoso… —agregó Blaine mirándolo con ternura. -No estoy celoso… —corrigió cerrando «The acting bible» de un solo golpe— menos de alguien que fue algo tuyo hace mil ochocientos años… —agregó levantándose, caminó los cuatro pasos que separaban el dormitorio del baño y se quedó parado en la puerta con los brazos cruzados, como reafirmando con su presencia lo que había dicho. -¿En serio?... -Obvio… ¿que esperabas?, ¿que me quedara pegado en el pasado para aumentar tu ego? -Me parece una decisión excelente… no te molestara entonces que te diga que esta caja de herramientas era de él… —dijo Blaine mientras desatornillaba la parte superior del grifo. -¿¡QUE?!... —exclamo Kurt abriendo sus ojos como platos— ¡¿Cómo pudiste conservarla?!... —añadió tomándola entre sus manos— ¿tiene una dedicatoria o algo?... demonios Blaine, te juro que si veo su foto por aquí… —dijo mirándola por todos lados, Blaine soltó una pequeña risa al tiempo que tomaba la caja de vuelta— ¡¿Que?!... ¿estás bromeando acaso? -¡Obvio que si!… y la única dedicatoria que tiene esta caja, es la etiqueta del Wallmart de New Jersey donde la compramos hace medio año… —dijo enseñando lo que quedaba del sello de la tienda en la parte baja de la caja— pero oye… menos mal y ya dejaste de sentir celos… —agregó dándole un beso en la comisura del labio. -Pues ya no los tengo… y si me puse asi… fue… fue porque acabo de terminar el episodio de mi libro sobre las actuaciones espontáneas… -«Actuaciones espontáneas»… —repitió Blaine sonriendo. -Asi es… puedo enseñarte la página si lo deseas… —insistió Kurt disimulando todo con una carraspera. -No es necesario… ¿me alcanzas esa cosa?... -¿Que cosa? -Esa que es como una pinza de cangrejo… —dijo Blaine haciendo el movimiento acorde con su mano. -¿Te la das de experto en arreglos caseros y ni siquiera te sabes los nombres de las herramientas?... —añadió su esposo tomando tres llaves diferentes. -Se para qué sirve, que al final del dia es lo importante… —respondió mirando el grifo desarmado. -¿Esta?... —preguntó su esposo enseñado una herramienta que se aproximaba a las características de la solicitada. -Esa… eres el mejor…—contesto tomándola— ¿ese es tu teléfono? —agrego Blaine poniendo oído al mensaje entrante en el móvil de Kurt. -Lo es… —respondió caminando hacia la cama, leyó lo que le habían enviado y volvió a tirar el aparato sobre las almohadas, luego regresó hasta donde estaba su esposo. -¿Quién era? -Rachel… —contestó Kurt hurgando dentro de la caja, Blaine pensó que aún seguía buscando la foto de Karofsky en el fondo metálico. -¿Y que quería?... -Me envió un video diciendo «ve esto» seguido de tres emojis con ojos de corazón. -¿Y que era?... —pregunto Blaine decidiendo entre dos pequeños aros de goma. -No lo se, no lo vi… pero asumo y es algun video de su desempeño en la clase de drama… con este me ha enviado cinco esta semana…. —respondió mirándolo trabajar— ¿puedo hacer una pregunta? -No si esa pregunta es para cuestionar lo que estoy haciendo o tiene relación con Dav… con Karofsky… -No es ninguna de las dos y ya deberías de dejar de mencionar a esa persona, es bastante espeluznante que la tengas tan presente… —dijo usando el contenedor de ropa sucia como asiento. -En mi defensa… debo decir… que tu la mencionaste primero… pero pregunta... —añadió Blaine re armando el grifo, Kurt hizo un par de gestos de burla infantil antes de seguir hablando. -¿No extrañas el otro departamento?... no el de Lima… el segundo que tuvimos aquí en New York… -Kurt, era más pequeño que este cuarto... -Si, pero a ti te quedaba super cerca del Universidad, lo habías escogido con la expectativa de que Sam se mudara con nosotros, cosa que por cierto aun te ilusiona… hicimos el amor en todas las habitaciones… —explicó levantando un hombro engreído. -También hicimos eso en todas las habitaciones de este… —dijo Blaine sonriendo coqueto. -Lo se… y vaya si lo se… —agrego Kurt soltando un suspiro acalorado— pero a lo que me refiero es que este satisface más mis necesidades que las tuyas… —dijo mirando su teléfono que volvía a advertir la llegada de un nuevo mensaje. -Crei que tener un bebé era una necesidad de ambos… -¿Entonces si recuerdas nuestra plática de bebés? -Obvio que si… dijiste que este barrio era más amistoso con los niños que el otro, que este departamento era más amplio, que las habitaciones estaban orientadas de acuerdo a no se que cosa… -Al «Fen-shui» Blaine… ya deberías recordarlo porque sera super extra importante para que nuestro bebé crezca tranquilo y centrado. -Lo recordaré… así como también tú debes recordar que dijimos que esperaríamos a por lo menos tener el dinero para el procedimiento… ¿verdad?... —se adelantó en decir Blaine para dejar las cosas claras, Kurt asintió a aquello último de mala gana— muy bien… esto ya esta… —agrego dando el agua del grifo principal— pruebala… -Y no haré tal cosa… luego explota y me quedo sin mi peinado… —dijo Kurt tocándose el cabello extra producido. -Muy bien… entonces si no confias lo haré yo… porque te advierto que quedó... ¡con un demonio! —exclamó al recibir un chorro de agua en toda su cara, trato de detenerlo con ambas manos pero solo consiguió mojarse más, Kurt se apartó rápido queriendo reír, Blaine se agachó de inmediato y volvió a cerrar el grifo de salida. -No digas. nada… —se adelantó en decir Blaine quitándose la camiseta empapada. -Bueno, lo que veo amerita decir un millón de cosas… —dijo mirando el torso desnudo y mojado de su esposo— ¿puedo ahora llamar a alguien que realmente sepa cómo solucionar esto? —preguntó Kurt al tiempo que le entregaba una toalla. -Puedes… —respondió secándose la cara— y lo otro que podrías hacer es responderle a tu amiga… si no seguirá llenándote el buzón de mensajes… -¿«Buzón de mensajes»?, ¿que es esto 1992? -Solo hazlo… yo mientras tanto me cambiaré de ropa —agregó Blaine estrujando su camiseta. Kurt sonrió y lo miró de reojo un par de veces antes de concentrarse por completo en los mensajes de su amiga. -«In a heartbeat»… —leyó haciendo una mueca de extrañeza. -¿Lo estás leyendo? —preguntó Blaine desde el baño. -Lo estoy leyendo… —respondió su esposo abriendo el mensaje correspondiente. -¿Y de que se trata?... —insistió saliendo con la toalla en la cintura. -No lo se, pero por el nombre estoy seguro y es un baile emotivo o con más dramatismo que ritmo. -Eso sería muy Rachel, qué más puedo decir… —dijo Blaine sacando ropa limpia y seca desde uno de sus cajones— luego me lo enseñas… -¡Oh por dios!... —exclamó Kurt sin quitar los ojos de la pantalla de su teléfono. -¿Que?... —añadió Blaine devolviéndose en sus pasos. -Blaine… ven… —dijo con los ojos aguados y un hilo de voz. -¿Qué pasó?... ¿Rachel está bien? -Lo está… y esto no tenía nada que ver con ella… ven, siéntate… -Tengo puesta una toalla… -Da lo mismo… —agregó soltando una pequeña risa— ven… —insistió señalando la cama. -Kurt… ¿por qué lloras?... —quiso saber Blaine preocupándose un poco. -Esto es maravilloso… mira… —respondió entregándole el teléfono. -¿Que cosa?... ¿este video?... —su esposo gesticulo un sí silencioso y lagrimeado, Blaine dio «play» al corto animado que duraba un poco más de cuatro de minutos y que se trataba del primer amor de un niño por otro y como el corazón desbocado de uno de ellos iba en busca del objeto de su interés, se había vuelto viral en un par de horas y Rachel se había encargado de avisarles aquello. Blaine sonrió en las primeras escenas mirando de vez en cuando a su esposo, como si se sintiera identificado con el protagonista de pelo rizado. -Kurt, esto es fantástico… -Sigue mirando… —pidió su esposo alcanzando un pañuelo desde la mesa de noche, Blaine hizo caso y casi llegando al final se emocionó casi tanto como lo había hecho quien tenía enfrente, sin atinar a nada se quedó mirando la pantalla mientras corrían los créditos de la pequeña producción animada— hermoso, ¿no es así? —añadió Kurt advirtiendo la emoción en los ojos de quien más amaba, le entregó un pañuelo y se quedó mirándolo como si no existiera nada más. -Kurt… esto…. esto es más que hermoso… -Lo se… —contestó sonándose — con razón Rachel insistió como loca en que lo viera… es un mensaje muy bonito, ¿no crees? -Por supuesto, pero como dije es más que hermoso, es esperanzador… —señaló Blaine mirando la pantalla del teléfono de su esposo. -¿Esperanzador?... -Sí… —respondió dejando el aparato de lado, se acomodó más en la orilla de la cama y tomó las manos de su esposo— imagina si hay niños como nosotros viendo esto en este mismo instante, niños que se sienten culpables por no encajar en un patrón de sexualidad que la sociedad les impone… pero que gracias a esto… —agregó apuntando el teléfono con su mirada— podrán saber que no hay nada malo en ellos, ni nada por lo que sentirse culpable… -Vaya si que es esperanzador y solo de mencionarlo… -Lo es… porque el futuro de ellos será mil veces mejor que el de nosotros… —agregó Blaine sonriendo. -No sentirán culpa… -Ni miedo de ser quienes son… —dijo dándole un beso en cada mano. -Muy cierto… ¡con un demonio tú y Rachel Berry siempre terminan haciéndome llorar!... —exclamo Kurt abrazandolo. -Espero y no sea por las mismas razones… —dijo Blaine apartándose con una sonrisa, le acaricio la cara y recogió con sus labios algunas lágrimas que rodaban por sus mejillas— el chico medio engreído se parecía un poco a ti… al menos tenía tu peinado… —agregó tocándole el pelo. -Y el de los rizos a ti… -¿Crees que esos estudiantes de Florida nos estuvieron espiando? -Espero que si… no existe nada más inspirador que nuestra historia… se lo enviaré a mi Papá… —dijo Kurt tomando su teléfono. -Yo terminare de vestirme… -Mejor, no quiero que el gasfiter que llamaré enseguida te vea en esa facha. -Nos podríamos ahorrar unos cuantos dólares Señor Hummel-Anderson… -Ropa… ahora… —agregó enseriandose. -Está bien… solo pensaba en la economía familiar —dijo Blaine tomando su ropa— oye… gracias por hacerme parte de eso— añadió desde la puerta del baño. -Gracias a ti por hacerme parte de tu vida Blaine Anderson… —terminó por decir Kurt olvidándose de su teléfono para concentrarse mejor en cómo su esposo cambiaba la toalla por la ropa.

[darriness]

Fic A Day - August 2020 Edition

Title: Seventeen

Author: darriness

Word Count: 646

Summary: Curtain hanging

Author’s Note: The fic is cute, I promise, despite the less than stimulating summary lol

Seventeen

It’s no secret that between the two of them, Kurt is the better handyman. While this fact may come as a shock to strangers or people they just met (stereotype fail?) it is undoubtedly a fact. Blaine is an okay handyman when given copious amounts of instructions but he would much rather pass any such task off to Kurt.

Kurt accepts Blaine’s lack of handyman skill and will often, lovingly, suggest he not try to help in any endeavour involving working with one’s hands. Which is why on this particular night we find Blaine lying on his stomach across their bed as Kurt hangs their new curtains.

Blaine’s role in the process has diminished from ‘hand me that tool’ to ‘hold this up’ to ‘maybe just sit on the bed and I’ll let you know if I need you’ and Blaine is more than okay to watch Kurt work.

Once Kurt has the brackets up, he stands back to admire his work. 

“Looks great!” Blaine enthuses. He’s a pretty good cheerleader.

Kurt smiles, “Thanks.” He looks around the floor of their room and ‘aha’s when he sees what he needs next, “Now, it’s time to put the fabric on the rod.”

Blaine nods and watches as Kurt picks up the fabric set to become their curtains. Instead of moving to pick up the rod though, Kurt just stares at the fabric draped over his hands.

“Everything okay?” Blaine asks.

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[philbrook-museum-of-art-blog]

Learn How to Pull a Deal OFF

I love watching David Blaine he takes it to the edge every time and 90% of the time manages to pull off his stunts. Pulling off a profitable wholesale real estate deal in thirty to forty five days is not always the easiest task, but it can be richly rewarding. The two main things you have to have to pull off a wholesale deal are a motivated seller and a buyer for a property. How you go about finding these two parties is just the beginning part to closing a wholesale deal successfully.

So how do you find property to wholesale? One way is to create an ad. For example I have used the following, indicating that you Buy Houses, Settle Fast, We Buy Houses no matter what condition with a contact number or website attached. Whether you use actual signs or the classified ads, you have to get your name out there. A lot of the responses will be from property owners in financial distress, or they may need formidable repairs. Let's use an example to clearly illustrate the process. You may come across a house that would be worth $200,000 after it's repaired. It needs $30,000 in repairs, the homeowners still owe $60,000, and they need $8,000 to relocate. In this situation you would negotiate a purchase contract for $68,000 and agree to pay off the mortgage deficiency. Now you control a property worth a lot more than the $68,000.

So now that you have the property under contract, how do you find a buyer? Again, local advertising is one way of building up some interest. Write up an advertisement that says, "handyman special," or "Motivated Seller." While planning for your price, make sure that you leave enough profit in there for the rehabber or buy and hold investor who will resell the property or rent it out for a positive cash flow. If, for example, you sell the property for $78,000, you can pocket $10,000 in profit. The rehabber will then invest the $30,000 in repairs, and have up to $92,000 in profit potential! Now that way everyone is making money and you can sell the property quickly! And trust me when you start wholesaling houses to investors and they end up making almost 100k on their retail flips word will spread very fast that you have the best deals in town.

As equally important as finding a buyer is screening your buyers. You will want to make sure that your buyers actually have the cash to purchase your property. One way to do this is have them submit a Proof of Funds document. That way you will know that your potential buyer can go to close with no issues. The last thing you want to be doing is going to a closing and find out that your buyer doesn't have the cash. So stick to buyers that have cash or pre-approvals from their lender. Otherwise you're wasting your time trying to close deals where there is no money.

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