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i-am-still-bb · 3 years

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GatheringFiKi’s Trick or Treat 2021 - Day 11

Trick

Which one is an architect specialising in updating old properties who has just discovered the Dark Secret of his latest purchase and which one is the Dark Secret with Opinions about 'remodeling' his home?

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- Kili was never good at school. He barely managed to scrape by and he graduated school with the lowest GPA possible. He was asked what he was going to do, but unlike most of his classmates he just shrugged. He didn’t know. But he did know that he wasn’t going to university.

- His business had its beginnings that following fall quite by accident. His neighbor needed help fixing the sagging roof on his porch. And if left to his own devices the neighbor would have ended up with a porch in worse shape than it had been when he started. And then he started recommending Kili to his friends who were working on home improvement projects—eradicating popcorn ceiling, fire place rehab, painting, kitchen remodeling, window sill replacement, replacing wooden siding — you name it Kili could do it. If he didn’t know how he would find out.

- And before he knew it he had a thriving business. And then he had employees. And a van. And a truck. And so much work that he was turning people down and had a waiting list nearly six months long.

- He still took on minor home repairs and maintenance, but he gave those jobs to his employees. He had fallen in love with updating old homes. He loved seeing the buildings come back to life again, to be filled with laughter and families again.

- The first time he had done it he had sworn “Never again.” But a few months later he was hunting for a property that he could buy for rock bottom prices. A house that needed to become a home again.

- He had not found this newest house. It had been sent to him by a high school friend who had seen some of his before and after walkthroughs on social media. This house was over an hour outside of Kili’s normal service area. But Kili had been intrigued by the pictures, and the walk through with the realtor had sold him on the property. He was making notes and plans as he dodged holes in the floor boards.

- He was already thinking that he might keep this one. That this might be where he lived or at least spent his weekends. It had a wonderful view of the lakeshore and was surrounded by old growth trees that were probably just as old as the cottage itself.

- But this house was not going to be like the others.

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- Fili had moved to Ohio when he was 26. It was the 1880s.

- This move was only the most recent one. He had moved from New York to Pennsylvania the year before. He was a roughneck, an oil worker. He fully expected to move again following the new oil booms. But those came and went. He never went on to Oklahoma, Texas, or California. He read about the Lucas Spindletop gusher that sprayed oil 200 feet in the air at a rate of 100,000 barrels per day and roared like a freight train in the newspaper. And he thought that would have been a sight to behold. He thought that the Kirkbride Gusher had been impressive with its lose of 10,000 barrels before it had been brought under control. It had covered the countryside with oil. The deep ditches that had been dug to drain the Great Black Swamp were filled to the brim with Black Gold. And then he read about the Spindletop’s lake of oil catching fire from a spark from a passing train.

- But Fili had stayed.

- He’d met someone in Lima. They’d attended the festival celebrating the Karg Well together — a celebration of the never ending supply of natural gas.

- That had really been the beginning of the end. After that a couple of his friends had died in nitroglycerin explosions. Another had fallen from a derrick.

- Everything had all ended badly.

- And Fili never left that cottage by the lake.

- He had watched other people move in, paint the walls, and love the place with its cozy rooms, its cast iron stove in the corner of the great room, and the viewers of the lake.

- But this person walking through his house right now was different. The first thing he had said was about knocking out a wall to open up the room to the kitchen. He said something about open-plan and the flow of energy.

- Fili did not care about any of that. He was already bristling with anger. This was his house. He was rather see it burned than changed.

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- The week after closing Kili came up with his sleeping bag. He laid it out in the middle of the great room. He lit a fire in the stove, cooked his dinner, and sat out on the porch facing the lake. He was quiet.

- Fili was fine with this. He quietly observed the man.

- The next weekend that Kili came he brought a measuring tape and a tablet. He took photos and made notes, but he was still quiet. But Fili was suspicious. And his feelings of unease started to fill the house.

- Kili could obviously feel it. He shifted in his seat. He looked up from his notes every few minutes. Once he lay out his sleeping bag he tossed and turned.

- Fili’s annoyance grew.

- Kili became more uncomfortable.

- Then Kili came with a truck full of tool and supplies.

- When Kili began his work the house fought him every step of the way. Every time he started one project he uncovered more that needed to be done. Nails squealed as they were pulled from the supports. Door frames splintered under Kili’s hands.

- More than once he had to open his First Aid kit to fix up an injury.

- Things got worse before they got better.

- The more Kili came out the cottage the more Fili grew to like him.

- Kili wasn’t gutting the cottage; he wasn’t tearing it down to the studs. He took great care to preserve the character of and the feel of the cottage. And plenty of weekends Kili would leave his tools at home. He read books, and enjoyed the space.

- Fili felt like he was getting to know Kili. And he didn’t hate him.

- The longer Kili’s work continued the more Fili liked him.

- And then the work was finished. Kili had a small party for his friends. And the whole cottage felt very warm and comfortable and safe. And that feeling stayed long after the people left.

- Fili was content.

A/N: All random info about the Lima-Indiana oil boom is real.

#gf's trick or treat 2021 #gatheringfiki #bb writes #Fili/Kili

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lady-divine-writes · 3 years

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Kurtbastian - “Always and Forever”

Summary: After the death of their daughter Grace, Kurt and Sebastian drift apart. Kurt wraps himself up in his grief so tightly he starts to push Sebastian away, and Sebastian, feeling himself shoved aside when he needs Kurt most, cheats. They make the decision to start over, to leave New York City and their pain behind, and start over again in a house Upstate. Sebastian buys Kurt a "fixer upper" and gives him free reign. While redecorating the room that will be his studio, Kurt comes across something interesting underneath the wallpaper. It starts to become an obsession for Kurt - an obsession that begins to replace Kurt's love for his husband, which Sebastian is holding on to by a thread. Can Kurt and Sebastian break through the pain and the hurt and find a way to fall in love again?

Notes: Inspired by the Klaine advent drabble prompt "ache". So this is a story I started a while ago, but stopped after chapter 4 because it started to get a little too real. But I’ve started revising, and now I’m ready to finish it.

Chapter 1 (3197 words)

“God! That traffic was insane, wasn’t it?” Sebastian complains, pulling off the highway and onto the less congested road that leads to the heart of Manhasset.

Kurt mutters in agreement, but he barely noticed. His right temple has been glued to the passenger side window the entire trip. Eyes pointed skyward, he watched the clouds pass by as they drove, counted the trees, followed a flock of birds as they flew off to warmer climes far, far away.

Away from here, the way Kurt wishes he could.

“I called ahead to turn the gas on. And the electricity... ” Sebastian has been rambling about nothing for the whole hour and forty-five-minute drive, filling the tense air of the Navigator with verbal static. “We’re gonna want to air the place out for a few hours. The realtor told me it stinks like mold but that there isn’t any actual mold in the house. I hired two separate contractors to go through the place anyway and make sure. I wasn't going to take the guy's word for it. He struck me as a sandwich short of a picnic. I mean, you should have seen him, Kurt! He was wearing a purple paisley tie and brown loafers with a grey suit. And not like royal purple. That would have worked. But puce! Jesus Christ!” He chuckles. It bleeds into a nervous cough. “I didn’t say anything, but it would have been nice if you were there to give him some subtle pointers. Or not so subtle. You know how much I love seeing you in action. Oh, and we'll have to go over our insurance policy. I’m having a second independent appraiser… ”

“Are we there yet?” Kurt interrupts, preferring to focus on how the changing leaves mute the skyline than on a single word coming out of his husband’s mouth. Not that he could catch a one the way they’re sprinting off his tongue like lemmings off a cliff.

The trees soothe Kurt, smooth the rough edges of this bumpy ride. They grow differently out here than in the city: springing up in rows, displaying their fall colors, blending one into the other like an ever-changing river - red tree, yellow tree, brown tree, gold tree…

Their daughter Grace would call out the colors on their long car rides Upstate, conjuring rhymes where there were none. They roll through his memory in her singsong voice.

Green tree… uh... lean tree!

Kurt smiles, clutching on to the sound of her voice.

He's terrified of the day he'll forget what her voice sounds like.

“Just… uh… just a few more blocks,” Sebastian replies, his attempt at chitchat cut short by his husband’s impatient tone. Despite his infinitely expressive voice, Kurt only uses three tones nowadays - angry, impatient, and indifferent. Sebastian hasn’t learned how to avoid any of them, but he hates Kurt’s indifferent tone the most. “Not too far.”

“Good. Because I’m tired of sitting in this stupid seat.” Kurt switches positions, massaging his hip for emphasis. 'Tired of sitting in this stupid seat.' That's what he said. But he meant, 'tired of being stuck in here with you.'

And Sebastian knows it.

Sebastian turns down two streets that spiral together tighter and tighter until he and Kurt are locked in to their new neighborhood.

Locked in to their decision to move here.

“Here it is.” Sebastian pulls up to the curb at the point before the street turns into a cul-de-sac.

Kurt sits up slowly to accommodate his stiff spine and numb ass. Looking around, he sighs in frustration. “Here what is? There are five houses on this block. Which one is it?”

“Guess.” When Kurt sighs again, Sebastian says, “I’ll give you a hint – it’s one of these three,” and motions to the houses on Kurt’s right. Kurt rolls his eyes but turns to the houses closest. They all appear relatively identical – three floors with a pointed roof and a square porch, reminiscent of a gingerbread house. They probably have basements – a huge selling point in this vicinity. But they don’t call them basements Upstate. They call them cellars. Somehow, the word cellar is more refined, and therefore more acceptable than having a dull, run-of-the-mill, drafty basement.

Need that cellar so you can have the most expensive cabernet on the market on hand in case we need to drunkenly judge Sally Jones’s latest highlight fiasco.

“She should have gone with lowlights, Sharon. (sip) Haven’t I been saying that, Kayla? (sip) Haven’t I been saying that she should have stuck with lowlights? But only around her face. (sip) Ha-ha-ha-ha! Please, pass the brie.”

Kurt spent a good portion of his life living in a basement bedroom, so he’s not above the word. But he remembers a time back in high school when he thought that was the person he would grow up to be. He’d start out as one of the New York elite, then become an Upstate snob. When his kids (two of them – a boy and a girl) were grown and gone, he’d start an artists’ colony. He'd retire to a lighthouse, isolate himself in obscurity while being ironically jaded at the world.

Well, he's nearing forty, and he is jaded, but for entirely different reasons.

The house at the curve in the cul-de-sac is painted a sea green Kurt isn’t thrilled with. But that can be remedied with a bucket of paint and some elbow grease. From its position, it probably gets the bulk of the noon sun.

There goes their electric bill.

Kurt knows Sebastian doesn’t care about trivial things like finances, but just because they have the money to spend doesn’t mean they should shovel it out the window. Plus, there's their carbon footprint to think about. But more importantly, there goes his fair skin, which will freckle at every meal while he does nothing other than sit at the kitchen table.

No, thank you.

The house beside it is in a better position, slanted away from direct sunlight. But it’s painted a slate blue that comes across as too harsh considering the neighborhood’s neutral color scheme. Sebastian should know better than to see that house and say, “Yes. That’s it. That’s the one,” unless the inside looks like the Palace of Versailles.

The last house is also blue, but this blue borders on pale grey, a similar shade to his father’s house in Lima. A maple tree has grown through the pavement in front, shading the house and shedding its red-gold leaves all over the front yard.

And this house has a porch swing.

He and Sebastian used to talk about owning a home with a porch swing. It became a prerequisite for the home they wanted to retire in. Kurt pictured sitting on their swing side by side in the early mornings, sipping coffee and watching the sunrise.

Sebastian, on the other hand, talked about having sex on the thing and scaring the neighbors.

Same planet, different worlds.

“It’s this one,” Kurt guesses, gesturing to the blue-grey house. “The one with the swing. Isn’t it?”

“Don’t sound too excited,” Sebastian jokes but warily, afraid of what the fallout might be if Kurt doesn’t like it. Sebastian has been climbing a tenuous ladder to make his husband happy. One misstep and he'll plummet back to the bottom, with no certainty that Kurt will let him try to climb up again. It’s his own damn fault, Sebastian reminds himself as they get out of the vehicle. He did this to them, so he’ll let Kurt lash out, let him bare his teeth and his claws, let him dig in with both hands and rip.

Sebastian deserves it.

He leads Kurt up the walkway in silence, past the tree and the swing. He unlocks the front door and pushes it open, standing back so Kurt can be the first one over the threshold. Kurt takes his time, poking his head in first, then taking a hesitant step. This is an all-or-nothing moment for him. In his heart, once he walks inside, there's no turning back.

He sets his foot down, rests his weight on it, and a dozen memories come flooding back: the house he lived in with his mom and dad, the house he and his dad moved into when his dad remarried, the dorm rooms he suffered from high school to college.

The first night he spent in Sebastian's penthouse, the excitement of feeling like he'd found his true home.

The house he dreamed of raising Grace in.

In the end, they stayed in the penthouse for convenience. He regrets not getting her an actual house with a yard and a swing.

Like this one.

The irony.

The room lists, Kurt's head swims, but he wraps his arms around himself and doesn't let it show. He focuses on the here and now. He's taken a step. He just needs to take another. And another. Keep going. Keep moving forward, or else he'll crumple to the ground.

And Sebastian will rush to catch him.

Kurt would rather bury himself under the porch.

Kurt breathes in through his nose and out through his mouth, relies on a cold and detached demeanor to help him instead of the strong arms of his husband.

This house has a different feel from the open floor plan of the penthouse they've been living in since college. It's cramped around the corners, with a lot more shadows and a lot less noise. Sebastian likes that better. He’s an Ohio native, same as Kurt. But unlike Kurt, he considers himself a country boy. Even though Sebastian built his identity around becoming a state's attorney like his father, he loved the quiet life: wide-open spaces, blue skies, unhurried, and just plain normal.

Kurt saw Ohio as a cage he couldn't wait to break free from.

Sebastian could have bought Kurt any house he wanted. In that vein, Sebastian feels like a heel for jumping on this one without consulting Kurt first. He reasoned that he'd been the one house hunting, not Kurt. So when a contact told him that the owner of this house, a house Sebastian had had his eye on for a while, was finally selling, it seemed too perfect, especially considering the timing.

Sebastian bent over backward to rescue it from escrow.

Kurt didn't want to leave the city, but it was full of too much pain for him to handle, too many memories, friends and acquaintances who had yet to hear the news, and those who constantly offered their condolences. Few people greeted him anymore without their smiles dropping and the words, “I’m so sorry,” coming out of their mouths, as if joy shouldn't exist around him anymore.

It made his head, his heart, and his soul ache.

Kurt loved New York City, but there was nothing left for him there but the constant hollow thud he felt whenever he saw something that reminded him of their angel Grace. School would be starting soon. All of her friends will be moving on to the fifth grade. But his daughter...

Life ended for her too soon.

“Here.” Sebastian reaches for Kurt’s hand, but Kurt reflexively pulls it away, slipping his hands into his pockets to cover for his flinching from Sebastian’s touch. Sebastian should be used to it by now, but he isn’t. “Let me show you why I think you’re going to love this house.”

Sebastian jogs up the stairs to the next level. Kurt follows a few steps behind. When he reaches the top, he sees three doors. They pass the first two without mention. Sebastian opens the last.

“Here.” Sebastian crosses to the opposite side and throws open one of two windows, filling the musty space with the crisp bite of autumn. “I thought this room could be your new studio.”

Sebastian knows him too well. The room is perfect. Even at dusk, it’s flooded with natural light. It looks out over the rooftops of the other houses, giving him a view of the surrounding forests and orchards stretching way past the highway. With a little TLC, it could look just like his studio in their penthouse.

Or he can turn it into something new.

Start with a clean slate.

“What are the other two rooms?” Kurt asks offhandedly. He doesn't need to.

He knows what the other rooms are.

There are only two rooms they can be.

“A bathroom and the master bedroom,” Sebastian answers, watching his husband stroll across the floor.

“So this would have been… ?”

“A spare? A guest room?” Sebastian shifts his weight from foot to foot, unable to find an easy groove to stand in.

Kurt frowns. No. It would have been Grace’s bedroom if she were still with them. Kurt was trying to get his husband to acknowledge that. Cruelly. But if she were with them, Sebastian wouldn’t have cheated, their marriage wouldn’t be falling apart, and they wouldn’t be running away from their problems.

“I guess I could put a foldout bed in here,” Kurt throws out as he estimates the space.

“You can if that’s what you want,” Sebastian agrees. “Or you’re just saying that to hurt me, which, if you are, you’ll be happy to know, it’s working.”

“I’m not saying that to hurt you,” Kurt eloquently lies. “I’m being practical. I’m not going to have easy access to the Vogue workshop if I live two hours away. If I expect to get a new line started, I’m going to have to pull long hours.”

Sebastian scrutinizes his husband, who’s doing his best to avoid looking at him. “You’re… thinking of starting a new line? You didn’t mention that.”

Kurt shrugs. “Did I have to?”

“No. I mean, I wasn’t sure that you would go back to designing so soon after.”

"After?" Kurt tilts his head inquisitively but still makes no eye contact.

"After... moving. There's going to be a lot to do here. I thought you'd give yourself a year. Maybe more." Sebastian answers so quickly, Kurt wonders if he'd practiced. They talk in code, this whole conversation a carefully choreographed tango through a labyrinth of knives.

Sebastian didn't mean after moving. He meant after the death of their daughter. Kurt practically spent every spare second he wasn’t designing for work designing with her. Kurt has been a designer since high school. Aside from music, it's his passion.

Sebastian feared Grace's death might sever those harp strings.

"I think you underestimate me. Besides, you’re considering going back to working in the city after… ”

Pivot, walk walk, close.

The dance changes. They switch places, and Kurt leads.

Kurt isn't talking about them moving or Grace.

Kurt means after Sebastian cheated.

Kurt only agreed to move out of the city and live in a house he's never seen to keep Sebastian away from the man he's convinced will become too big a temptation to resist the next time they get into any kind of argument. Granted, it took their daughter dying for Sebastian to cheat, but Kurt figures it’ll keep getting easier from now on to come up with an excuse.

Can't agree on where to go for dinner? Have a huge blowout over which cards to send out for Christmas? That's it! I'm sticking my dick in someone else!

“Anyway, I wouldn’t want to wake you by crawling into bed at four in the morning, not when you have to be at work at six,” Kurt finishes when he’s let that dig soak in long enough.

“I’m not going back to work for a while, remember? That’s what a leave of absence is. And even if I was, why would I mind you waking me?” Sebastian risks a grin. “In fact, I was thinking that it might be nice to get back to what we used to do in the mornings before work. I miss that.”

Sebastian holds his breath while he sees how that remark lands. He waits for Kurt to look at him. Kurt hasn’t been able to look at him, really look at him, since hungover Sebastian came home in a taxi the morning after, clothes ruined, their marriage officially in the gutter. Grace passed away six months ago, which means he’s been waiting for a while.

He’s still waiting.

“This isn’t all about you,” Kurt reminds him, raising his eyes to the ceiling.

Kurt didn't yell. But that doesn't mean he's not furious.

“I know,” Sebastian says softly. He rubs his cold hands together, wishing he could stick them underneath his husband’s thick, button-down sweater, and press his palms against Kurt’s skin. A year ago, Kurt would have squealed, “Bas! Your hands are freezing!” But he would have wrapped his arms around himself and held on, would have let Sebastian lean in for a kiss, would have fallen for the line, “Now that my hands are warm, maybe you can help me warm up a few other things.”

Then they would have made love on the wood floor with the door open.

If only he could make Kurt laugh the way he used to.

Then maybe Kurt would love him again.

But going by his husband’s expression, dreary as the olive sweater he holds closed with one hand at the neck, Sebastian knows that now is not the time.

“Is this what you need to make you happy?” he asks. If only it were that simple. If only a house, or a car, or a vacation could turn back the clock and erase everything that happened.

Erase everything Sebastian did, and bring their daughter back.

Kurt doesn't answer right away. He's not purposefully keeping Sebastian in suspense. He couldn't care less what's going on in Sebastian's head. This is his future he's considering.

He's going to take his time.

He circles the room, contemplating the echo of his footsteps on the roughly finished wood, debating whether or not it's a sound he wants to hear for the rest of his life. If not, is it worth putting in the time to fix it?

He traces the path of sunlight as it travels across the wall. That brings a new detail to his eye - a torn corner of wallpaper above the open window revealing a word underneath.

Darling.

Kurt eyes it from a distance, tries not to pay too much attention to it in case Sebastian is behind it. It doesn’t look like it was written recently. It's more than likely part of the pattern underneath. But leave it to Sebastian to try to woo his husband back with something syrupy like that.

Something hopelessly romantic.

Something he thinks Kurt will fall for.

“No,” Kurt answers honestly, re-examining the fading wallpaper, the scuffed floors, the peeling ceiling. His gaze glances his husband’s face and settles on the dust-streaked window. He stares out at the sky, the clouds, the trees, the birds flying wild and free. He’s never going to be able to fly away like that, so he might as well accept this cage he's been given. It's what he's supposed to do, after all. “But it’s worth a try.”

He has little else left to lose.

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thejarleyfic · 4 years

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finding home. 1/?.

who: Marley Rose, Jake Puckerman

when: ten years apart

where: lima, ohio

what: Marley was invisible in school, always pining for one boy's attention. Ten years later, she's a pop star that's found hiding out in her hometown. Jake had everything in high school, but is now the burnt-out owner of a run-down bar in the town he could never escape. Their paths cross once again, two people trying to find home.

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One more week.

Her mom had texted her during English class to remind her, but truth be the told the thought hadn’t left her head since the day started. Nobody was seeing her preoccupation, only the occasional nudge from the teacher to feign attention to the last few lesson plans before graduation.

One more week.

The rest of the class shuffled out of the classroom as the bell finished ringing, the volume of the chatter drawing out the last few pages of homework that Ms. Johnston was in the middle of assigning. A class full of seniors weren’t planning on making the last few days of their high school career count, especially as everybody was swapping details about the end-of-the-year parties and summer plans before heading to college. Anybody with even the slightest excitement planned for the next few weeks way far past paying attention to the last assignments of the year.

With a few more scribbles of the last pages, Marley slid the yellow notebook into her bag and stood to slip into the hallway. It was a long trek across the school to get to geology, going through the back hallways avoided the groups of seniors and juniors that blocked entire pathways with their groups. Attempting to go around them had her bag knocked off her shoulder on more than one occasion.

“Wait--” Marley froze, one foot out the classroom door as she glanced to Mrs. Johnston, an older woman that had been at McKinley since her mother was a teenager. There were only a few times that they had interacted before, usually when a volunteer was picked to answer a question about the previous reading. There was still a taste of bitterness each time Marley thought about the fact that she never raised her hand, but she swallowed the feeling in change for the small pleasantry. “It was good to have you in class this year. I wish I would’ve heard from you more.”

A small shoulder shrug, nearly impossible to see under the long, brunette hair hiding the sides of her face and frame. There was nothing to say except the excuses she gave to every teacher that made the same comment, except this time there wasn’t another opportunity next year.

“Any thoughts after graduation?”

A small beat, then the reluctant response.

“I have a cousin out in California, she offered me to stay with her out there while I take a few classes.”

“I’m quite serious. You have some good things going for you, Mary.”

Marley was out the door before the sting revealed itself on her face, biting the inside of her cheek as she navigated the hallway.

A few corner turns, and she was in the service hallway. Long, closets and empty rooms lining the sides. The lonesome entrance for the maintenance workers, the only one wide enough to fit some of the machinery in. The volume of the more popular hallways was still heard in echos, but it was the most silence she was going to get until the school cleared completely of students later in the day.

It was a few brief moments of solitude, a break from the noise constantly swirling around her head. Peace.

She hadn’t even noticed her eyes closed, her steps slowing to a slow shuffle as the few minutes she had alone ticked away. They only opened with a new sound, a sharp scraping across the tile. A flash of black, and a familiar face sped around the corner with careless speed.

Jake.

Back in their freshman year, he was riding the same scooter down the halls and nearly knocked her head against the wall. It was only a surprising moment of grace that saved her from a trip to the nurse, but it left an impression. A few more near-misses of interaction, a few shared classes where they didn’t say a word. It was stupid that she let herself feel the way she did, it was even more stupid that she never acted on it in the years they had spent in proximity.

Mom’s voice was in her head, the same advice that was given hours after her first run in with the mysterious boy from the hallways. The same advice that was readily given each and every time Marley complained about her desire to talk with him ever since then.

It was only now that Marley realized that saying now or never wasn’t the same as feeling now or never. Now that the time to act was truly running out, the words couldn’t be restrained. Even if she had tried to hold it back, her lips were moving far before her mind had caught up.

“You’re Jake, right?” Her sudden confidence was too late, her words drowned as he streaked past her.

No hesitation, no pause. Not even a turn around. A few moments later, and he turned down another hallway. Towards the biology and chemistry rooms, probably heading towards the one exit that the school always forgot to alarm.

“Good things going for me.” She muttered under her breath, another sting in her chest with the reminder repeating in her head.

He didn’t even look at you, he didn’t even look at you.

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“One more, Jake.”

The last straggler, Greg. He had a spot at the bar since the first shift at the factory had let out, racking up drink order after drink order. Only bits and pieces of his sob story had spilled out throughout the night, more than enough for Jake to know that the tab wouldn’t be paid off tonight. Last call had been thirty minutes ago, the rest of the patrons had left to carry on at their own houses and let him close in peace.

“No,” It was a simple enough answer, and probably the expected answer since Grad had pulled this stint a handful of times since Jake took ownership of the bar a few years ago. Whatever confidence the liquid courage granted him, it was enough for him to try his luck again.

“C’mon,” The man slumped back in the chair, obviously not realizing the glazed look in his eye giving away his true state. The half-on tie didn’t help either, on the whole it was almost like watching a used car salesman that got dropped in a washer. Sad, pathetic, but a small part of him wanted to laugh. “You tellin’ me you have something going on the rest of the night?”

A single push of his palm pressed the cash drawer into the machine, the mechanical latch grinding into place. Likely going to need replaced in the next few years, not immediate enough to happen during the upcoming fiscal cycle. He was still in the red from the past few months of stagnant patrons, no reason to push the non-emergent. It was still a useful enough tactic to break any train of thought coming out of drunk patrons, especially once they started comparing lives to his.

“Keys.” Jake didn’t glance over, instead moving his hands to fastening the rest of the bottle stoppers. A few beats of silence, and he did meet Greg with a knowing look. His face white, the red flush from the beer disappeared. It was a quick way to get people out of the building, even if they had to walk. “You got a place nearby to sober up?”

A groan. “Yeah, Mike’s staying late in the shop.”

“Guess you better get going, that’s a block and a half away.” It was almost satisfying getting an eyeroll in response. The customer service aspect of bars usually took this route. “Keys.” A small reminder, met with the sound of metal hitting the bartop.

“You’re a son of a bitch, you know that?”

“A son of a bitch that’ll let you shift some money around so your wife doesn’t find out how much you’ve spent here tonight.” That did the trick, well enough for a chuckle to come out of the poor man. “You have a week, I mean it.”

“Sure, sure.” He stood up from the bar stools, confirming Jake’s suspicion to take the keys away early. A few steps, nodding along to the promises to pay the tab off in full. Another promise to pay extra, a couple of empty notions that would be forgotten by the morning. It was all heard before, the same routine each time.

“You know,” Greg’s face was serious this time, probably some other attempt at coming up with a grand gesture of appreciation. It looked like he was sending a probe deep into his mind, obviously coming back empty. The uncomfortably long beat ended with the hint of a smirk, stench of Jack hitting Jake’s face like a wall. “Maybe you’ll have a missus one day, then I’ll repay the favor.”

The clenched jaw in response was a well enough warning, with Greg slipping out the door before fully finishing the sentence. Jake watched from the glass door front as Greg took a few stumbling steps down the block, quickly passing the dark alleyways and disappearing from view.

“Asshole.”

The rest of the street was quiet, at least from the view of the front door, an occasional car passing by and the hum of the heating unit out back. A quiet night that was common enough for the line between calming and purgatory was blurred. Tens of thousands of dollars spent turning the downtown streets into the city’s attempt of an entertainment hub. The replaced streetlights and sidewalk didn’t change the core of Lima’s marketing problem: nobody past the age of twelve ever wanted to stay. Those that did were disenchanted with the idea of pretending, leaving the streets dead.

The minute most people turned eighteen, they followed the closest college acceptance letter out of the state. One by one, until all that was left were the warm bodies keeping the basic infrastructure of the town alive. That’s where he came in; someone had to give the poor suckers in town a place to escape home.

Get a grip. The thoughts were shaken off, left on the floor to be swept up later.

One hand reached up to turn the deadbolt of the door, latching it as the other hand reached for the switch to the outdoor sign. The same motion he did on every closing shift, but with one glance out the window his eyes froze on a sight across the street. A flash of blonde, meant to be hidden under a grey hoodie. A face he hadn’t seen in almost a decade.

That was a lie, but barely. It was a face he saw constantly, almost to the point of being sick of it. She always looked different than she did in high school, she changed her hair and it was on the front page of a magazine. Internet articles were the first to start popping up, the occasional editorial by the local newspaper whenever they caught wind of the girl from Lima living in Los Angeles. Then the music found it’s way over here, and the town may have well caught on fire. Everybody was seeing her photos at award shows, photo shoots, concerts. It took over a year before he listened to anything himself, and he had run out of excuses to avoid it six months before that. All the articles about multi-platinum albums, Billboard singles, awards with the qualifier of “youngest ever” before them. She was kind of a legend around here, the girl that got out. Not only that, she was the girl that got out and made it.

Marley.

The door couldn’t open fast enough, by the time he felt the outside air on his skin and called out her name again she was already inside her car and starting to leave the parking lot. He still heard it echo back to him, bouncing off the concrete walls with nobody else to hear it.

She was in a hurry, enough of a hurry to nearly run to her car from the late-night convenience store. The last anyone remembered seeing her within Lima city limits was graduation, but now she was here again. In town, in the middle of the night, running from a convenience store in a piss-poor attempt at a disguise. He could see peering over her shoulder as she reversed out of the parking lot, a clearer look at her face.

“Marley!” He called again, but she put the car in gear and drove down the street. Just like that, the street was once again quiet and frozen.

She didn’t even turn around. He was alone again, the dark wood of his bar barely lit with the fluorescent lights. Most had given up hope that she’d ever acknowledge her history with the little Ohio town post-graduation, but she was here again. She was here, and she was definitely hiding.

The switch to the outside sign flipped, the buzz of the neon sign died. Why didn’t she turn around?

#glee rp #marley rose #jake puckerman #jarley #glee fanfiction

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hi i won the digital lottery for moulin rouge yesterday and saw the matinee!!! under the cut are some thoughts/opinions! not all are positive, although i did LOVE the show!! (warning for moulin rouge spoilers ahead!)

the opening number(s) were, in my opinion, the strongest numbers in the show By Far

starting and ending with lady marmalade? a Strong and Genius choice that i Fully Support

my technical theatre side had about a thousand emotional meltdowns during this show. i’ve never seen a set like this. SO many sets too and they were all STUNNING???!!! fuckin hell like when you can see the moulin rouge in the background through the window of christian’s place ??!! and THE LIGHTING DESIGN!!!!!! holy SHIT. i mean. better hand over those tonys now

my sister and i both agreed that “shut up and dance with me” was the show’s weakest number. it felt like a bad glee cover. it got better when they added “dance with somebody” but it still felt out of place for moulin rouge

speaking of glee i cant believe christian is from fuckin lima ohio i rolled my eyes SO HARD

i wish he wasnt american but if its something to do with aaron not wanting to do an accent or something i guess i get it i’d rather have good acting and singing than a bad/weak accent

this stuck out to me when i listened to the audio too but i think “firework” was a really weak song choice. karen sounded incredible singing it but it isnt a song that made a lot of sense in context, plus satine would have no reason to sing the line “just own the night like the fourth of july” in 1900s paris. maybe im mostly frustrated that they cut “one day i’ll fly away” to make room for this (what i wouldnt giVE to hear karen sing “why live life from dream to dream and dread the day when dreaming ends” in the Iconic red dress :////) but if they had to replace it with a more mainstream recent pop song i can probably think of a dozen or so that wouldve fit better than firework

sorry that last one is my Main gripe with the show lmao

“your song” sounded great but was really underwhelming given the movie’s stunning rendition tbh (i had a similar reaction to come what may but it didnt bother me as much)

OH the new direction this production took with the duke REALLY paid off in my opinion. having the duke be like, super attractive and less “creepy” and more like, dangerously controlling made a really strong impact, i felt, and helped the story a Great deal

ive said this before but the additions to the elephant love medley were Incredible and that was the song i was Most nervous about prior to listening to anything from this production

the lines with zidler and his razor prop were my favorite part of the whole shOW

shake it off was one of my fav new songs added

the enSEMBLE COMING IN WITH COME WHAT MAY AT THE END????!! nobody WARNED ME ABOUT THAT

the curtain call numbers were SO FUN everybody was up and clappin and dancing and we all really needed that after........ y’know. after.

this is probably an Insanely unpopular opinion but while i love aaron tveit and his voice was. his voice was a big WOW , his acting was a bit lackluster? especially when talking about satine’s death in the beginning and end, i just like, didnt buy it at all. but he sang his ASS off on that stage dont get me wrong

also cant wait for karen olivo to snag that best actress tony

overall i LOVED the show i had a great time and shoutout for todaytix and the digital lottery for getting us AMAZING seats holy shit

please talk to me about the show or ask any questions i’m dying to keep discussing it theres SO much to talk about

#ally.txt #moulin rouge musical

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Fic: Mother’s Day

Today in the US it is Mother’s Day, and I had the urge to write a little story about Kurt and Carole.

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The first year, while he was in the florist’s shop buying a spray of his mother’s favorite pink and white roses to leave on her grave, he had bought a colorful bouquet of Gerber daisies too. He had no idea what kind of flowers Finn’s mom liked best, but something about the bright, cheerful cluster seemed to suit her. The flowers had practically smiled and waved at him from the collection of assorted bouquets in the big plastic vase in the corner, and he had known that they were meant for her.

Although he was not quite sure it was appropriate to give someone else’s mom a gift on Mother’s Day, she and Dad had been getting awfully close lately. And even with the new stiffness between Dad and Finn, and the Hudson’s having moved out of the Hummel house as fast as they’d moved in following the Gaga week blowup, he wanted to do something nice for her.

Carole had surprisingly seemed to bear him no ill-will over that incident. She had been, if anything, even kinder to him than before and he had found himself starting to love her. Whereas before, he had always thought of her as somewhat apart from himself. She was ‘Finn’s mom’, or increasingly ‘Dad’s girlfriend’, but not particularly his. Now he was starting to believe, and perhaps even hope, that one day maybe the four of them could be a real family.

He slipped into their house early that Sunday morning, using the key nobody had thought to ask for back, and left the bright flowers on the kitchen table with a simple note. ‘Happy Mother’s Day - love Kurt’.

She had not said anything, though Finn had asked at school how he managed to ‘ninja’ the bouquet into their house and teased him halfheartedly about making him look bad. Then a few days later, when the Hudson’s came over for one of the tense and uncomfortable Friday night dinners that Dad insisted on, and Kurt secretly resented having to share, Carole had given him a look that unexpectedly made his eyes smart and his throat tighten, and she had given him a long tight hug that suddenly made him miss his own mother almost past bearing. He had clung to her for a few seconds, then pushed away and gone to tend to dinner, needing a moment to regain his self-control.

After that, things were still tense between him and Finn, and Finn and Dad, but there was a new ease between him and Carole that he could almost feel had caused a similar relaxation between her and Dad.

The second year, he bought her a vase full of ranunculus with a little card that simply said ‘I love you’. She and Dad had gotten married in the fall, and now that his exile from McKinley had finally ended, the ‘Hudmels’ as Finn had named them, were finally starting to feel like a real family.

There was no need to sneak the bouquet to her this time, but finding himself too shy to just thrust it at her like it was no big deal, he left the flowers outside of her and Dad’s bedroom on his way out. It was very early, but he and his other bouquet of pink and white roses had an appointment to keep.

When he got downstairs, he was surprised to find Finn waiting for him, dressed and clearly ready to go with his puffy red vest zipped and his hands filled with a little bouquet of mixed tulips, crocus, and snapdragons. A similar collection waited on the kitchen table for Carole. Finn lifted the flowers a little, a hopeful look on his face. “This okay? I know you always get roses, so I got something else. They’re fun to play with.”

In demonstration he reached up and squeezed the bulb of a blue snapdragon to make the ‘jaws’ open and close.

More touched by the gesture than he wanted to admit, Kurt nodded and grabbed his coat and keys. “She’ll love them. Thanks, Finn.”

The tall boy beamed and opened the door for him as they went out together to pay a visit to ‘their’ mom’s grave.

The third year, both brothers - as they truly thought of themselves now - made a similar pilgrimage to the cemetery. Finn had taken to going there from time to time, when he needed to think a problem through out loud without anyone thinking he was crazy or passing judgment on what he said. He found comfort in the silent yet somehow welcoming presence, and their spirits had become friends, of a sort.

Kurt found him out one day when he went to visit her and found the little stone bench on the walkway next to her grave already occupied. He had spent a lot of time on that bench during the past few years, talking out problems, hopes, fears, griefs, and joys with the gentle presence he would never stop missing and loving. He did not believe in God or Heaven, but somehow he could not stop believing in her constant, loving presence, and he did not want her to feel neglected or replaced by his new step-mother, however much he loved her.

To his own surprise, he was not jealous or resentful at finding Finn talking earnestly to his mother, whom he had somehow never quite realized was Finn’s own step-mother. He had simply hung back, out of earshot, until his brother’s hands stopped gesticulating, then went and sat beside him on the bench and told him a few of the things he remembered best about her. The way her eyes sparkled when she was excited. The surprisingly hearty belly-laugh that always startled people, coming from such a petite woman. The fact that she had loved grilled-cheese sandwiches almost as much as Finn did. Little things that he had never thought to share, but suddenly wanted to very much. And Finn had drunk in those details eagerly, wanting Kurt’s mom to be as real to him as the second hand memories of his dad were.

Finn was more than willing to make his second Mother’s Day visit to that well kept grave, and Kurt was glad to have him. Finn gave him space to be alone with her for a while, then they both sat on the bench and just chatted for a while. Somehow the distance that always seemed to keep them apart over school hours, with different friends, different hobbies, and relationships with partners the other did not always like, was never present during moments like this. In this place, they were just brothers and nothing else mattered.

They had gone home to give Carole a colorful pair of bouquets, in person this time, followed by a day of pampering. They cleaned the house, fixed her breakfast and lunch, and then Finn gave her his mother a shoulder massage while Kurt manicured her nails. Both were very conscious of the fact that this might be the last Mother’s Day they would spend in Ohio, and they wanted her to know how much they appreciated all that she did for them. Burt watched the day’s proceedings with a pleased air, and a smile that he could not seem to wipe off his face. He, too, visited his late wife’s grave, then came back and finished the day with his own contribution of a nice family dinner out.

The fourth year was sadly different. Finn was gone and his mother was still cycling through grief too powerful to touch.

As the second Sunday in May approached, Kurt wondered if it would be appropriate to send something home to her. He was afraid that it would cause her even greater pain to receive a gift from her stepson, and be reminded that the second more beloved giver would never be there to celebrate with her again. But on the other hand, if he failed to mark the day, would she feel even more bereft? Would she think he did not care for their family, and for her, anymore now that it was incomplete?

He asked Blaine and got an unhelpful reassurance that she was fine and seemed to be coping okay. He asked his dad, who seemed just as lost as he felt, still caught up in grief of his own. He asked Rachel, who took the opportunity to turn Finn’s death into a soliloquy about herself and her suffering. She had liked Carole well enough, but seemed generally indifferent towards a woman who might have become her mother-in-law at one point.

Realizing the decision was still entirely his, Kurt made up his mind. He managed to arrange his work schedule to give him a free Sunday, then borrowed a car from Chase - the only person he knew in New York City who owned his own vehicle and would not question Kurt’s sudden need for one - and drove all night to reach Lima by early Sunday morning.

He went to his favorite florist, who always opened at 5am sharp year-round, and bought three bouquets. A cluster of pink and white roses. A mixed bouquet of Gerbers, tulips, and ranunculus (which Finn had liked to call ‘ridiculous’). And a big cluster of colorful snapdragons. He stopped at the cemetery and left the roses and snaps on two well-kept graves, speaking a few quiet words to each of their beloved residents, then took the third bouquet home to the pretty frame house in central Lima. He let himself inside, making barely a sound, and waited until he heard the stirring of someone getting up.

Setting up a pot of the special chocolate blend coffee that Carole loved, he fixed her a tray with cereal and a pastry - she had never been a hot breakfast person - and added the daisy and tulip bouquet, prominently displayed in a pretty vase. When his dad came downstairs a few minutes later, he was startled and grateful to see Kurt, folding him into a tight embrace that lasted long enough for him to understand how much this gesture meant to his father.

They talked quietly for a while, catching up on things while not directly addressing the reason for Kurt’s presence. Finally his dad stood and clasped him by the shoulder, giving it a fond squeeze as he told him he’d just go pay the grave-yard a little visit, and that Carole should be awake soon.

Taking that as permission to intrude, he added a little milk to the cereal and coffee to her favorite mug and carried the tray carefully up the stairs. Carole’s door was cracked open a bit and she was awake, but she had not made a move to rise from her bed yet. She was staring absently towards the window, whose light curtains allowed rays of bright spring sunshine in to lighten the room.

There were tears on her cheeks, and the pained, far-away look in her brown eyes broke Kurt’s heart. For a moment, he paused, unsure once again if this had been a good idea. But as he hesitated, he shuffled a little in place and accidentally bumped the edge of his tray against the door. Carole looked up at the small scraping noise and then sat up, her eyes widening with surprise at finding Kurt where she had probably expected to see his father.

Finding nowhere to go but forward, Kurt pushed the door the rest of the way open and went to her, offering the tray a little shyly. “I know this probably isn’t what you wanted, but I thought maybe you might need it,” he said.

Carole sat higher against her pillow and accepted the tray. Her eyes filled again as she gently touched the bright petals. Her lips tilted upward in a sad smile when she squeezed the bulb of a pink snapdragon that Kurt had added to the display from Finn’s bouquet, leaving a ‘ridiculous’ from Carole’s bouquet to take its place. “He loved these,” she said.

“I know,” he replied, taking a seat on his dad’s side of the rumpled coverlet and taking her hand. “I left some for him.”

She nodded. “He’ll like that. Did you go see your mom?”

“Yeah. She’ll look after him,” he said, not quite knowing what made him say such a thing.

Carole’s eyes lifted from the flowers and met his own, “And you’ll look after me?”

“If you want me to,” he said, giving her hand a squeeze.

She swallowed and nodded. She gave the tray a little push, and Kurt obeyed the silent request to move it. Rising, he set the unwanted breakfast on the laundry hamper to take down later and moved the vase to the window-sill, parting the curtains a bit so that the crystal vase and colorful petals could catch the light and be admired by their recipient.

For a moment, he was not sure what to do next. Then Carole held out a hand and he gratefully moved back to his former position. “How did you get here?” she asked, seeming bewildered by his presence.

“Drove,” he said. “I borrowed a car from a friend.”

“All night?”

He nodded. Carole settled back down into her pillow and he obeyed the silent squeeze of her hand and settled down onto his dad’s pillow facing her. “I didn’t want you to be alone this year.”

The painful fact that, in the truest sense, she would be alone every Mother’s Day from now on lay unspoken between them, but Carole seemed to take heart in his loving gesture. She pulled his hand closer and kissed the knuckles. “Thank you.”

They lay silently together for a while, drawing comfort as each realized that in spite of the great loss that lay between them, neither was truly alone with it.

“You miss him too, don’t you?” she said softly.

He nodded, unable to form words past the painful lump in his throat. Tears prickled at his eyes, and he suddenly felt incredibly tired. More than just the long hours he had gone without sleep, it was the weeks of comforting everyone else for their loss without really receiving any solace for his own.

“He was your brother,” she said, sounding oddly revelatory as she looked once again toward the pretty flowers in the window. Then her eyes met his again and she said, “And you’re still my son.”

“I know I can’t ever replace him,” he choked, tears beginning to slide down, dripping off his nose and dampening the pillow beneath his cheek. “But I’ll do the best I can to fill the hole he left. I loved him, and I love you, Carole.”

Through the tears clouding her vision, she smiled at him. The first truly genuine smile she had been able to give since her son’s death. “I love you too, sweetheart.”

She leaned forward and kissed his damp cheek, and somehow that tender gesture opened the floodgates. He tried to hold them back. After all, he had come to offer comfort, not receive it, but those long weeks of pent-up grief would no longer be denied. Burying his face in the pillow, he attempted to stifle a sob, but the material smelled like Dad, and somehow that just made it worse, adding the long-held grief he always felt for his own absent mother on this day into the mix.

Carole did not hesitate, sitting up and pulling him to her heart; holding him close and stroking the thick brown hair that was being dampened by her own tears as Kurt was finally given permission by someone who loved him to express a loss he had suffered as deeply as anyone else.

Except, perhaps, Finn’s mother.

As they clung to one another, each finding comfort in the other’s understanding, the edges of two broken and bleeding hearts began to mend. Carole’s arms tightened around him as the tears started to ebb away. The selfless actions of a boy who had suffered the irreplaceable loss of a mother, had unexpectedly eased the pain of a mother who had suffered the irreplaceable loss of a son.

Finally, Carole kissed him again. “Why don’t you go to your room and get some sleep? It’s not very late yet, and you must be exhausted. Do you have to go back to New York tonight?”

He nodded. “I have two classes in the afternoon that I can’t miss, and a shift at the diner tomorrow night. I traded with someone to get today.”

She smiled, realizing again what he had done for her. “Then you definitely need some sleep first. Go on, Kurt. Have a good nap, and when you wake up, we’ll go out somewhere and have a Mother’s Day lunch together. We can catch up a little, and make some new memories. And . . . maybe share a few old ones.”

“My time is yours,” he said simply, letting her know that he had no plans to spend any of these few precious hours with anyone else. Not even his fiance, whom he had not even told he was coming to Ohio, knowing that he would be expected to spend time with him if he did. Things were getting better between them, but somehow Kurt knew in his heart that Blaine, who had never suffered through the death of a loved one, would not understand his need to spend this day in quiet remembrance.

Returning the kiss, Kurt rose from the bed and retreated to his old bedroom, leaving Carole to collect her thoughts and begin her morning routine in peace.

In the adjoining bathroom, he washed his face, sighing a little at the bleary-eyed young man in the mirror. His skin was splotchy and his hair was rumpled. His simple jeans and sweater combo was wrinkled and he was beginning to need a shave. But somehow, he decided as he peered into that reflection, he looked more at peace now. The constant tightness in his jaw had relaxed, and the little stress lines around his eyes that he had begun to worry might be a permanent fixture, had eased.

Musing on these changes, Kurt trudged back to his bed. As tired as he felt, he hesitated to pull the covers back. He considered for a moment, then left the room again, crossing the hallway to Finn’s former quarters. The trophies and posters and other signs of everyday residence had been packed up and put away, leaving the space a little bare. But a few small signs still remained. The bed still held the beautiful old quilt that Finn’s grandmother had made, and won a blue ribbon for at the Ohio state fair, much to Finn’s second-hand pride. And the windows still had the ugly cowboy curtains that he’d kept since he was born. The room somehow still felt like Finn, in spite of the lack of possessions, and Kurt smiled as he kicked off his shoes and snuggled under that beloved quilt.

He knew instinctively that Carole wouldn’t be angry if she found him here, and the touch of the thick blanket around his body felt almost like one of Finn’s bear hugs.

Just on the edge of sleep, possibly from the bouquet that had been resting in his arms earlier, Kurt swore that he caught a whiff of his mother’s favorite rose perfume.

THE END

#Kurt Hummel Fic #Carole Hudson-Hummel #Mothers Day Fic

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queenlnss-a · 6 years

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ALTERNATE UNIVERSE : Sons of Anarchy ( tag ). AGE : Sixteen to thirty - six years old ( default ). FACE CLAIM : Dianna Agron, Stana Katic ( on request ). TRIGGERS : Expletives, violence, weapon - use ( firearms, knives, etc. ), sexual content, alcohol consumption, some recreational drug use, mentions of murder, death.

P O I N T S O F I N T E R E S T

Quinn moved from Lima, Ohio, to Charming, California with her family when she was six years old and went by her given name, Lucy, until she started high school at fourteen years of age. It was then that she asked to be called QUINN as she wanted to separate herself from the image her parents wanted and expected of her.

Although she is religious, this is one of the few verses where quinn is not strictly so. she mainly turns to her faith during trying / difficult times or moments of great stress as a means to ease her mind. Aside from that, she very rarely practices her religion or even goes to church. This, of course, changes depending on the arc and season ( e.g. she was particularly religious during the belfast arc ).

At the age of eighteen, Quinn leaves charming to attend college in Texas where she takes a semester of Criminal Justice before dropping midway through her second semester and taking up a Bachelor’s degree in English Literature instead. she later goes on to study at master’s level, earning her Master’s degree in English and returning to Charming almost ten years later.

While she does have ties to Charming, it is IMPORTANT to note that Quinn no longer lives there full - time. her work requires her to be in Los Angeles, which is where she spends the majority of her time. She eventually moves back to charming permanently after the events of season three.

H I S T O R Y

ORIGINALLY BROUGHT UP IN OHIO, Lucy Quinn Fabray lived a relatively drama - free childhood. As the ONLY child of Russel and Judy Fabray, she was expected to be everything they wanted her to be, and what they wanted was someone who would follow in their footsteps. From the ages of four to seventeen, she attended ballet and piano classes, as well as getting supplementary tutoring in both Math and English after their Sunday church sessions. Every step was taken to provide their daughter with the best life possible, something they continued to do when they moved to Charming a couple of months after her SIXTH birthday.

The next few years were spent as far away from the main town as possible. The Fabrays had heard of the illegal and dangerous affairs that were going on within the very heart, and they were sure that they wanted absolutely NOTHING to do with any of it, for fear that it would tarnish their squeaky clean image. It didn’t matter how hard they tried, their efforts were a l w a y s in vain.

Despite their attempts to keep their daughter out of trouble, by the time she started high school, she was now going by her middle name, QUINN ( say goodbye to precious young Lucy Fabray ! ), and had flung herself head first right into the THICK of it. The summer of ‘95, she was transformed into pink hair and torn fishnets, grungy graphic tees and denim shorts so short that stopped only PARTWAY down her thighs and got their neighbours t a l k i n g. The more her parents tried to forbid her, the more determined she grew and DEFYING them soon became her hobby. None of it was helped by the fact that she would frequently bail her friends out of jail with her father’s credit card or that her room stunk of cigarette smoke and whatever alcohol she’d IMBIBED in during her nights out. It was a frenzy of teenage r e b e l l i o n and hormones ; always looking for the thrill, always seeking more excitement. Taming her was like trying to turn a wild leopard into a HOUSE CAT ----- dangerous and virtually impossible ----- and it didn’t take long for her to find herself at the epicentre of it all.

Quinn’s relationship with her parents started to become more and more strained as time went on and she chose her LIFESTYLE over the path they had oh - so - carefully tried to pave out for her. She shared none of their interests and preferred to keep OUT of their sight as often as she could, picking friends over family more times than she could count. Her p l a n s were to take a year out after high school and apply to community college instead of attending the one out of state she’d already been accepted to, but her parents were having none of it. They didn’t want her to just settle into a deadbeat down full of violence and GANG WARFARE, and quite frankly, they were tired of her wasting their time and going out of her way to DRAG their name through the mud. They gave her a choice : go to Texas or risk being kicked out of their home. They were not welcome words, and for once, her bold defiance was shaky.

It was either incredibly brave or RECKLESSLY stupid for her to turn them down, screaming insults in their direction until she was d r a g g e d off to her room. Her father raged around the house, confiscating her car keys so she couldn’t leave and SWEARING in every which direction. It took days for him to calm down, though the tension never lessened, and he had no idea she had an extra set of keys for her bedroom window. By the third day, Judy’s resolve had relatively subsided, and she told Quinn to pack a bag of her clothes. She didn’t know what was happening until she saw the motorway sign pointing towards Stockton Metropolitan Airport. One blink and she was gone, and the town of Charming continued as if she had never existed at all.

M A I N S & E X C L U S I V E S

MAINS :

ADIVINES ♡ Harry ‘ Opie ’ Winston.

EXCLUSIVES :

SYTHEGUN ♡ Jackson ‘ Jax ’ Teller.

A D D I T I O N A L N O T E S

I am currently watching the show, and I am up to season seven. I’m not entirely sure if I will finish of the entirety of the series, since I’ve headcanoned that quinn does in fact die towards the starts of season seven and therefore it doesn’t really pertain to her character regardless.

This verse is SINGLE - SHIP with @sythegun, but please do not mistake quinn as a petty replacement for Jax’s canon love interest. Her character development in this verse is very different from Tara’s and while there are parallels between their backgrounds, a lot of Quinn’s arcs differ from canon.

Continuing on from that last point, I have chosen to follow the show’s canon from seasons one to three only. Anything past that point will be up to my OWN interpretation, so please be kind in my depiction of this verse.

#╰ *: † ❛ girl woven from the strands of her history. ❪ past. ❫#╰ *: † ❛ sheep have no say in a world made for men. ❪ sons of anarchy. ❫

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brookstonalmanac · 3 years

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Virginia City, better known as Dry Gulch Junction, was a wild west attraction in Wytheville, Virginia. Dry Gulch was situated on the edge of Jefferson National Forest, around ten miles from Wytheville. The attraction became most notable for the wrong reasons. Debt and death plagued everyone who attempted to make it an attraction. So, did the Curse of Dry Gulch really exist, or was it just a series of wildly unfortunate events?

History

Stuart Thomas Kime was originally an engineer. After working on an Ozark tower in Arkansas, the Pennsylvania native decided he wanted such a place of his own. As World War II came to a close, he found the perfect spot for a tower. He purchased some land on the Wythe-Bland county border.

He first opened a gas station and gift shop in 1947. He constructed the original 50 ft. tower by himself, around 1953. He then hired a crew of steelworkers to add another 50 ft. The Big Walker Lookout was ready for guests.

Kime’s wife, Abigail, opened the Pioneer Dining Room Restaurant nearby. The restaurant had a 4,000 square-feet basement that became the Kime home. Sadly, the restaurant and Kime home burned to the ground in 2003.

Kime added a chairlift in the 1960s, but the insurance became too expensive. They had to close it. They also had a poisonous snake attraction, but that too disappeared.

Kime wasn’t through building, nor ready to give up the notorious Appalachian Tourism Gambit. He wanted another attraction. He decided to purchase a train, and bought the Shay Engine #19 from a company in West Virginia. He laid a half mile of railroad track and wanted to eventually lay four miles. He named the attraction “Dry Gulch Junction and Tombstone.”

Dry Gulch and Tombstone

Kime knew it was going to be risky venture, but attempted it anyway. He even went to Roanoke, in June of 1966, to request more funds for the highway. Kime was the president of a group called the Great Lakes to Florida Highway Association. This group was devoted to growth and development along Route 21, the main road connecting Ohio with Florida. The Great Lakes to Florida Highway Museum is in Wytheville.

Dry Gulch was originally just a scenic excursion, somewhat of an extension of the Big Walker Lookout observation tower a few miles away. Kime launched the attraction in 1966. Dry Gulch Junction became a notable county attraction in the 1970s. The train was added to demonstrate the typical logging trains used in the Appalachians at the turn of the Twentieth Century. Kime moved an old chestnut mill from Little Creek. The machinery was still functional.

Ownership of the attraction was never an easy task, even at its inception. Highway US-52 would be its undoing. The highway opened in 1972, and directed traffic away from Kime’s efforts. As if that wasn’t hardship enough, his old Shay engine derailed and he died on November 8, of that same year.

The attraction closed while the family considered their options. One year later, Dry Gulch re-opened with a different engine. Kime’s wife, Abigail, and son Ron were the managers. It was then that Ron considered expanding the attraction. He eventually developed plans for constructing a proper town around the tracks. The historic town opened in 1977, as Dry Gulch Junction. There were “Wild West” shootouts and similar performance artists throughout the town. Sadly, the bad luck didn’t stop.

The site then featured numerous 19th Century structures, such as a general store, chapel, and a jail. The structures in Dry Gulch each have their own history.

Bad News, Worse News

Stephen Hamilton was a Chicago native, who worked at Dry Gulch Junction for two years. He was a graduate of Ball State University. He died when the train ran him over on July 15, 1979.

According to historians, Dottie West sang in Dry Gulch during the late 1970s. During this period, Dry Gulch hosted singers Helen Cornelius and Jim Ed Brown. They also claim the latter concert drew around 3,500 attendees.

Just when it seemed the little park might actually be a success, flooding came. It rained every time a show was put on. Once, historians claimed, it even snowed.

The Kime family was not to see success. They paid a great deal for major performers, when the attraction barely paid for itself. Several years later, family had a trustee’s sale, and lost Dry Gulch Junction. The train was dismantled, but the structures remained.

The place was abandoned and left to the elements, and vandals. It was privately owned for a time as a hunting sanctuary, but trespassers were common.

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Shay #19 when it was in the logging business.

The Buildings

The town’s saloon came from Broadford. Many of the structures came out of Pocahontas. As years passed, the windows were broken and the paint faded. Thieves stole the copper from the buildings. It seemed like the end had came for the old venue.

Rising from the Ashes

A North Carolina couple, Michael Hill and Jeanne Davis, stumbled across the forgotten destination in 1998. The native North Carolinians had been searching for a place in Southwestern Virginia. They fell in love with the property, and the price was too good to pass by. Once they assumed ownership, they brought in a crew to restore the town to its original state. Their hard work paid off and they opened in 2000.

Eventually, they expanded to feature the Virginia City Gem Mine. This sheltered sluice allowed visitors to purchase buckets of ore to search for gems. The sluice was imported.

The Curse Strikes Again

Unfortunately, their hard work seemed to be just as futile as the Kime family’s hard work. The Curse of Dry Gulch never really left. Davis admitted they never received pay for their efforts. They estimated their investment was somewhere between $1-$2 million. They worked on the attraction daily for ten years. They borrowed money, with their own home as collateral, and even sold off family land to support it.

Tragedy came again a few years later. Hill was on his ATV in 2006, and suffered an injury. He thought it was something trivial that would heal itself, like a torn ligament. His pain continued to worsen and, by the time he went to see a physician, it was too late. He died shortly thereafter. As if one loss wasn’t enough, Davis’s own father died the next year.

After her father’s untimely death, she lost any desire to work further on the attraction. She started to put it up for sale in 2008, but didn’t. The only portion that was successful was the sluice mine, but even that wouldn’t provide forever. The property went to the auction block in May of 2014. It was sold in September, and Dry Gulch once again became private property.

Was Dry Gulch cursed? Rumors of its haunted structures continue to spread, but perhaps the bad luck can be more aptly attributed to the wrong place at the wrong time. Like so many other attractions in Appalachian areas, Dry Gulch belonged in an era when the roads were smaller, and the traveler wasn’t in such a hurry.

Engine #19

The Old Shay #19 had a history of its own before even coming to Dry Gulch. The engine was made in Lima, Ohio, in 1905. The first owner was the Tioga Lumber Company in Nicholas County, West Virginia. The Tioga became the Birch Valley Lumber Company in 1915, but engine ownership was not to last. The Shay was again sold to Hookersville’s Sutton Company in 1925. It was sold to the Cherry River Boom & Lumber Company about 1927. Cherry River operated out of Richwood, West Virginia.

The next owner was the Ely-Thomas Lumber Company, although dates for this transaction are difficult to locate. The engine then went to the Elk River Coal & Lumber Company, in 1957, where it became Engine #19.

While there, the engine, and the company, saw a number of new owners. First, the W.M. Ritter Company, and then Georgia-Pacific.

While working at the lumber mill, a fire burned the original cabin away. The workers just replaced it with a cab from a #18. It also froze to the rail during winter. One worker claims he had to open the throttle and reverse the engine to break the ice.

Stuart Kime purchased the engine in 1964. The train ran until 1972, when Kime died. It was replaced with a rod engine. The rod engine was sold in 1977, and the Shay returned to its tracks. The Shay remained running until 1979.

Life for the old Shay engine becomes sketchy after Kime’s ownership. It passed through a number of owners before being moved into storage, or so it was reported. It remains unclear as to where this information came from. According to several reports in the 1990s, the engine was in storage, pending restoration. It was supposed to become an exhibit piece. Several reports claimed the engine had returned to its original owner, the Lima Locomotive Works, which then operated as the Lima Trade Center. The primary issue is that the Lima Trade Center closed in 1981. During the 1970s, it was a branch of the Clark Machine Co.

The Shay #19 is believed to be the same model on display in Ohio today.

The Curse of Dry Gulch Virginia City, better known as Dry Gulch Junction, was a wild west attraction in Wytheville, Virginia. Dry Gulch was situated on the edge of Jefferson National Forest, around ten miles from Wytheville.

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Lima citizen Bob Trent is pictured alfresco his barn actualization home that is beneath architecture that will accommodate a active amplitude for he and his wife and a abode to abundance his RV in a boutique area.

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Doug Prigge stands alfresco his home in Hamler in Henry Canton that he is architecture complete with a acrimonious boutique breadth to abundance his baiter and a active amplitude for he and his wife.

Leo Schroeder stands abutting to his realtor Grace Mangas at a Leipsic barn actualization home that his ancestor congenital that is currently for sale.

LIMA — Barn-style homes or “bardaminiums” as they are alleged in the south, accept a actualization of a barn on the alfresco with metal roofs and sides.

Once entering the homes, the barn-like actualization is gone as they accept all of the amenities of any added abode with active rooms, bedrooms and bathrooms.

The aberration is these homes accept absorbed shops that are congenital on to the homes that accommodate accumulator areas for amusement items such as trucks, band and boats.

Homes that attending like barns are acceptable a growing trend in Allen, Auglaize, Putnam and Henry counties, according to bounded homeowners and realtors.

Bob Trent is architecture a barn actualization home at 564 E. accompaniment Route 103 in Lima for he and his wife to alive in, with the architecture action alpha a year ago. Affairs are to accept it accomplished in three months.

“My wife and I had awash our agronomical actualization home 4 years ago and were active in a camper. We lived in Texas in the winter in our RV, and aback we came back, camping breadth were not attainable in Ohio,” Trent said. That fabricated him adjudge to body a barn actualization home to abundance his RV and for them to accept a home afresh in Ohio to alive in.

He abstruse about the home actualization aback he saw the barn actualization homes while travelling in Texas breadth they are alleged “barndaminiums.”

Trent’s home is a pole barn with all-metal alfresco and insulation on the inside. It has a metal roof and will accept four bedrooms and three bathrooms. A architecture aggregation put up his home’s anatomy and he is architecture the home’s interior, such as the kitchen, admission and active quarters.

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The lower akin will accept a fireplace, kitchen, active allowance and dining allowance and an breadth to abundance the camper and accommodate a assignment space. He affairs to body addition architecture abreast the home to abundance his backyard mower to anticipate gas from advancing into the home.

“These are accepted because they are added reasonable cost-wise to build,” Trent said.

He brand the attainable admission the home provides him from the central to go alfresco in the bankrupt in boutique area.

The Cost

Barn-style homes are beneath big-ticket to body than added homes as homeowners pay beneath in taxes and beneath for budget on maintenance.

Steve Sidener, West Central Builders Association president, helped congenital a barn-style home for his son, Scott, at 15855 accompaniment Route 196 in Waynesfield. It took four months to body the home from July 2011, and Scott confused in February 2012. The home has two bedrooms and one ablution with a laundry allowance and appointment area. He additionally has a acrimonious boutique breadth breadth he can abundance his semi, because he is a barter driver, and his Bobcat equipment.

“These homes are cheaper to body and those who body them appetite to accept a acrimonious boutique or a big man cavern breadth alfresco of the house, so that is a lot of it, I believe,” Scott said.

Scott said he had heard about barn-style homes and drew up his affairs for the home that he said provides convenience.

“You can dream up annihilation and appear up with annihilation for the barn-style home,” Scott said.

He said it is cheaper on taxes instead of accepting a abode with a abstracted barn.

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Doug Prigge and his wife, Jill, are architecture a barn actualization home in Hamler in Henry Canton at E-489 canton Road 10A. He is buyer of New Abstraction Realty.

“These blazon of houses are acceptable added and added popular, and it’s a abundant way to advance amplitude and is added amount able in agreement of aboveboard footage,” Prigge said.

The groundbreaking for the home was in April with affairs for the Prigge brace to move in Spring 2019.

The home will accommodate a boutique that is acrimonious and can abundance a baiter and camper with a kitchenette in the shop. It is a two bedroom, two ablution home with a kitchen and ancestors room, and a attic is actuality complete admiral that provides added amplitude for guests.

“A acquaintance of abundance put up a barn-style home and we absolutely admired them,” Prigge said. The account of the home, according to Prigge, is a architecture abstraction that is calmly attainable with a boutique breadth that leads to a bathroom.

The home’s anatomy is fabricated of copse and the absolute alfresco of the home and the roof is fabricated of steel.

“When this is finished, you will airing central the home and not apperceive you are in a metal building,” Prigge said. The home will be accomplished aloof like a approved abode and will accept drywall and ceilings.

From a architecture standpoint, it is beneath big-ticket to put up the carapace of the home, and he said it is a trend breadth bodies are attractive to aerate on amplitude and accessibility breadth they can airing out of their home into a assignment amplitude and absorbing area.

Other allowances of the home are it actuality beneath big-ticket to calefaction and lower aliment on the alfresco of the home because there won’t be any apparent wood, with aggregate actuality either animate or blended material.

“In 20 to 25 years, you don’t accept to anguish about replacing the roof or residing windows,” Prigge said.

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Barn-Style Homes Market

Grace Mangas, a realtor at New Abstraction Realty in Hamler, said the barn-style home provides abundance for people.

“People like the artlessness of them, and with the newer barn homes, they can body a boutique as able-bodied as a active breadth in them,” Mangas said.

She said the actualization accomplish acceptable homes for families because there is allowance for bedrooms.

Mangas is the realtor for a barn-style home that is for auction at 8981 accompaniment Route 613 in Leipsic. Leo Schroeder’s father, Robert, congenital the home in 1977 and anesthetized abroad in 2017.

The two-story home has three bedrooms and a abounding abutting ablution on the capital level. There additionally is a additional bathroom, kitchen, ancestors allowance and dining room. On the additional level, there is a assignment amplitude breadth with an old acreage abode actualization bore and. There additionally are two bedrooms on the additional akin with a bathroom. The home additionally has a garage.

“He body the home because Ohio winters are cold, and it doesn’t booty abundant to calefaction or air-conditioned the home,” Schroeder said.

The barn-style homes are economical and there is not absolute acclimate on the exoteric of the home with the barn-style accouterment aegis amid the roof and the walls.

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The Renz Block, a business block now demolished and replaced with a parking lot, was a historic commercial building in downtown Lima, Ohio. Located along North Main Street across from the Allen County Courthouse, the block was built in 1900 in a late variant of the Victorian style. A three-story building, the Renz Block was constructed primarily of brick with stone details; the roof was flat and made of asphalt. Among its leading aspects were an elaborate parapet and heavily decorated facade, including windows with doubly sashed transom lights.

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