Feather Court

A Glee fanfiction (Teaser) 

            Sometimes when you step into a room or lay your fingers on an object or look a person in the eye, there is a short flash of a connection that the poets of the world have named destiny, fate, or even true love.

            But this sensation is nothing more than a myth, the light playing off human nature, a natural lust or desire or greed that snakes up within you and bites deep- and it only lasts if you allow it to keep a hold on you.  

            In the lovely, white-stoned mansion of a building called Feather Court, you will not find a single person who will admit to having this sensation called “destiny”. Here, the only sensation they are allowed to know is the feeling of currency between their fingers and clasped gold on their skin. And as for the clients that come inside, they would be wise to ignore any feelings called “love”- that is, unless they want their pocketbooks to be empty by the end of the month.

            Feather Court is a place for pleasure seekers, a courtesan house, sometimes rudely called a brothel or an upscale whorehouse. And inside are five women and four men of such stunning beauty that you’ll wish they could be your own.

            But you’ll have to pay extra for that.

 

Ships: Kurtofsky, Kum, Faberry, Brittanna, potentially some Quinntana, Finchel, Tartie, and more. Expect ship battles within. 

You've got to go be gay for that poor dead intern
I AM THE PROPHET FINN. Current obsessions: ACE ATTORNEY AND VARIOUS ANIMES. My fandoms are subject to constant addition and fluctuation. It should be obvious by my url that I'm a Hemlock Hipster. Here there be Supernatural, Sherlock, Hannibal, Teen Wolf, Hemlock Grove, Community, Welcome to Night Vale, Doctor Who, and the like. Other than the unexpected, you can expect: Random obscure things, movies, funny shit, and me making distasteful jokes in text posts. This blog may contain offensive blogging and is not spoiler free. I'm bishonen as HELL. I rarely tag anything. People were present while you were unconscious
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